#superman knew

[radiance1]

inspired by this wonderful art made by @puppetmaster13u

So, Danny, cemented king and practically father of the Blob Ghosts and certified little shit.

Has found something new to play with.

For you see, despite his various kidnappings by the GIW Danny was never aware of there being a League of Earth's mightiest heroes at all. He off-handily mentioned them to Henry, who was now genuinely jobless because even though he never got told he knew he was jobless for helping Danny escape and Henry?

Henry did not want any part of this, he's just a civilian he doesn't want to meet the Justice League of all people!

Sadly, Danny did not care at all in the slightest.

Henry was then reminded of why Danny was valued by the GIW and why he also king class ghost entity (the only other known king class was the Ghost King who they barely have any information of). Because he easily, cleared the distance between Amity Park and Metropolis.

Henry, unfortunately, was not used to traveling at such speeds and was left hanging limply in Danny's arm as everything started spinning and thinking he might puke.

Danny, being the child that he is at heart, immediately starts calling out Superman's name. Superman, predictably and unsurprisingly, hears this and comes over questioning who was calling him.

Danny decides to be even more of a little shit by speaking in ghost speak even though just earlier he called out Superman's name in clear English. Henry, the de-facto translator, is out of commission right now so Superman is really just left guessing here.

Unless, you go with the fact that Kyrptonian is a dead language, and since Superman can speak and knows Kyrptonian, Danny's ghost speak is automatically translated to Kyrptonian.

Superman is, understandably, stumped by this occurrence and he may or may not form the idea that Danny might be a Kyrptonian.

Danny then gently places Henry down on the roof, pats him on the head, tells a few blob ghosts to keep an eye on their new littlest sibling while Dad has fun.

Then he turns to Superman, with the most feral, shit eating grin on his face. Cracks his knuckles, and then tells Superman that they're going to have a fight.

He wasn't asking, and before Superman could say anything he's already been punched through the air. Not that it hurt, really, mostly took him by surprise, but now Superman is now in a fight with what may or may not be a Kryptonian.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #dcxdp #dc x dp crossover #dragon danny #blob dragon danny #blob ghosts #Danny's first thought when he heard about the Justice League was to fight them #Then he pulled up on Superman and did just that #The blob ghosts are being little cheerleaders on the sidelines of this fight #While Henry is being a worrywart because of what Danny is doing #Some blob ghosts of course start trying to reassure their new baby sibling because their dad can do basically anything #How did Henry go from a scientist who experimented on ghosts to being adopted by a king class entity? #He has no fucking clue. #Pariah and Danny are the only King class ghosts known to the GIW #They would classify Clockwork as a King class entity too if they knew of him #King is like the highest or whatever #But that's really just me bullshitting so NAYWAYS GOODBYE

[cnmcn]

This weeks episode got me feeling sad so I also finished this MAWS doodle page I’ve been drawing on for like a week.

#my adventures with superman #maws #mawsm #clark kent #superman #lois lane #jimmy olsen #clois #adding in hobbies and traits from other comics and series is so fun #all the stuff I knew in 2013 is coming back #yes that’s a guts and casca couples cosplay #art #rkgk

[goldengirlgalaxy]

The Princess' Dolls

After Danny has ascended to the throne of the ghost king, something goes wrong with his clone Ellie. Her form destabilizes again, and when they stabilize her, she's physically only five or six years old.

Danny takes to watching her, but looking after a half ghost child is a lot harder than it looks, especially when Ellie learns duplication but can't seem to figure out how to undo it for hours on end, and each clone gets bored really fast. To counter this, Danny makes Ellie a set of dolls, all modeled after the Justice League and various related figures. He even uses a special enchantment he learned to make sure the dolls stay intact no matter what Ellie puts them through.

Ellie loves the dolls and she and her clones have a tendency to put together large productions using them, ranging from superhero fights to sitcom stories to fairy tales to a few 'things' Ellie remembered reading online before she was de aged.

Meanwhile, almost every single Justice League member has been noticing some oddities as of late. They can hear voices from no where, they feel like something is touching them when there is nothing, their muscles sometimes spasm without cause. And, on occasion, they find themselves sleepwalking as they dream of a giant telling a story.

No one brings this to the attention of the other members until several members get knocked out on a mission, only for their unconscious forms to start acting out a play.

(Or Danny accidentally makes several Justice League Voodoo dolls and a young Ellie keeps playing with them)

#dp x dc #dpxdc #dc x dp #danny phantom #dp x dc prompt #dani phantom #de aging #Danny accidentally makes several Justice League Voodoo Dolls #It's up to you if he made the villains as well #The 'things' Ellie found on the internet was mainly shipping fanfics #Superman and Batman woke up in an awkward position when they passed out during that play session #Are they really Voodoo Dolls if they don't completely control the person? #Neither Ellie nor Danny know about the effects of theses dolls #Up to you if the Justice League is real or fiction in their world #Danny usually watches out her little skits when he has free time #Ellie controls multiple dolls with her clones which is why almost every member feels it #The Justice League is freaking out when they realize someone is messing with all of them at the same time #They are rather shocked to discover its just a half dead princess playing with her toys that no one knew were voodoo dolls

[angelbitezzz]

More skeleton shenanigans (full doodle page under the cut)

#art #my art #digital art #doodle #undertale #sans undertale #sans #papyrus #papyrus undertale #underswap #ts underswap #ts underswap sans #ts underswap papyrus #self insert #selfship #ts underswap self insert #Was just thinking to myself how superman used to transform in phone boxes and had a fun brain blast #sans setting up these “bonebooths” so he can change into costume easily because it leads straight into his bedroom #how? magic. both of them can warp reality we been knew #sans being protective of his room because he's a little embarrassed of the evidence of his rot time (depression) just being out in the open #also yes he did change font at papyrus

[imagines-to-quench-thirst]

5 Times, He Knew

A new series when your man just knew that you were the one for him

yay, I came out of my den and finally wrote something. sorry guys but it was a very hectic 6 months for me a lot of things happened and I found myself not writing at all but I will try to be more active. apologize and sending you kisses MAIN MASTERLIST.

1. Coffee order

Coffee was Clark's lifeline, ever since adapting to the new city, moving from FarmVille to Metropolis. Coffee, freshly roasted coffee, was his ticket to calmness. When he met you in a coffee shop, he enjoyed the way you considered your coffee important in the day as much as he did.

Bit by bit, coffee by coffee, you two grew close. Relationship close. Small dates turned into night-long discussions about the anime Perfect Blue, lunches that were way longer than the prescribed 45-minute break from work, and drinks in the night, which ensued a little sneaky session in Clark's truck.

Remembering all the small details about you, your routine, your memberships that drain your card, some of which he reminds you to unsubscribe since you don't use them, places you go to calm and relax. Even when he is patrolling, flying through the clouds, he likes to ensure you are safe. Most of the time, listen in on your conversations with your friends while you say components about your man.

But one of the things that makes him a winner in your books is… you remember his coffee order.

white decaf mocha with one pump of caramel syrup and whipped cream on top with chocolate sprinkles

Once, when you came to him after work home, you brought coffee for the two of you. You knew about Clark, you knew about Superman, and you knew about Kal-El, and all of them liked coffee. When you offered the coffee to Clark, reciting the coffee order without hesitation, he swore he fell in love all over again.

'But that's not all. I have something else.' 'What?' 'A pupicino for Krypto!"

Scratch that; Clark was already in his mind buying you a ring.

2. Bachelor watch time

Clark is a romantic person; he is cheesy... so cheesy it borderlines into date-time reality shows, ei The Bachelor. A man/woman who has a harem of people fighting over their hearts and while some drama and unforgettable moments ensue, sign him up. He enjoys watching Bachelorette and Bachelor and especially enjoys watching re-runs with you. He enjoys the way he can talk to you about it, tell you his theories about the contestants, and say his thoughts about the outfits.

Clark enjoys talking about the show after, slicing his ideas for dates on the show more so going far to write a draft for a new episode. Clark loves to spill his thoughts when the roses are given. He loves the way he can talk about it to you with no shame. It is a guilty pleasure; he knows it is. But it feels so good. Clark speaks about it like it is fine art---

'Have you seen the way Rachel looked at Ashley? The stare was so intense. I've got goosebumps, literal goosebumps.'

"The way Micheal gave the rose to Michele and said the wrong name! Such an idiot. I would never forget your name."

'He is talking to like 20 ladies. Name swaps are bound to happen.' 'Tomato potato.' 'That's not how the saying goes, Clark.' "I lived on a farm."

But what Clark enjoys when you talk to him about it. That interaction about it, a safe space for him to talk about it when sometimes you match his energy about it.

3. Dog Walks

They say "People who your dog doesn't like, don't be around them"- a very smart person (me)

But that wasn't your case. Krypto adored you, and you adored Krypto. More so than Clark, but don't tell him that. Krypto enjoyed your company and loved the dog walks with you leading him.

Clark loved you, so when he was ready, he had you met his trusted family member…

"Darling, I want to warn you beforehand. Krypto is a great boy, but he might growl a bit. So when he does that, go behind me." "Okay." with an anxious door opening, Krypto sat in front of the door wagging his tail at Clark's chosen partner walking with few steps, licking the inviting hand. And after that first contact, it was pure love and compassion.

Clark knew that Krypto was a great judge of character, but sometimes Clark felt a bit jealous.

Even now, when he cruised along Metropolis, checking if any daytime crimes were happening around the Metrolois central park. No crimes, just you and Krypto walking side by side in the park. A sight that called a smile upon his face. Lowering himself behind a tree, he wanted to see it better, even with his perfect vision. Seeing Krpyto enjoy the ball being thrown for him as he ran to catch it while you laughed and called him sweetly into your arms. Clark didn't have a big family, he had his lovable parents back in Smallville but no one else in the Metropolis. So, having you and Krypto, he thanked his lucky stars each night, knowing that having a small and meaningful family was all he needed.

Sure, he knew that Krypto loved you more than the caped superhero, but no one could blame him for that.

Clark was also crazy for you too.

4. Moving In

After deciding that you two would live together, Clark was the ever-helpful mover packing each box and happily carrying it into your shared apartment, feeling excited about the new chapter in his life.

Making a big step like this was everything Clark wanted, normal steps suited for his story. Placing down the boxes, Clark felt a sweet relief in the empty apartment that was bare and empty with only Clark, Krypto, and you.

Clark didn't care that the apartment was empty and that there was no bed but only an air mattress. All he wanted was you and him, and Krypto. He was a lovesick fool.

"What's with the grin?" "Nothing… I just love you…" "And I love you too… now the fun part begins…. Ikea furniture set up…" "oh no……"

5. First Dance

Clark was no dancer; the big guy had two left feet. He was constantly bullied and never picked for the Smallville Corn Night dance.

When moving to Metropolis, he never gave it much thought, leaving them to collect dust in his brain. So when he met you, he was a bit confused about why you were dancing in the kitchen while making pasta. Okay… it was more so hips swaying and bit of humming, but for our non-dancing boy, that was full-on dance-breaking.

"Why are you dancing in the kitchen?" "Dancing? What do- oh you mean this?" "Yes." "Well…while I wait for the pasta to cook I like to dance a little. You don't dance?" "…." "Then dance with me. I will show you."

Taking his hand, you lead Clark a bit, his steps mixing a bit as you guided him while soft Spanish music plays in the background. Feeling a bit out of his element, Clark looked into your eyes, seeing the way they sparkled and your signature smile that he loved to the ends of the universe. Feeling him move in a circle slowly and gently with you, he didn't mind as much now that he was dancing in the kitchen.

In that moment, he felt understood, not made fun off, but rather being shown something new that he can enjoy with you. Enjoy it with you.

#superman imagine #superman x you #superman x reader #clark kent x reader #clark kent imagine #clark kent #clark kent fluff #justice leauge x reader #justice leauge imagine #justice league #dc imagine #dc x reader #imagine #henry cavil x yn #my adventures with superman #fluff imagine #fluff #5 times he knew

[cyanide-sippy-cup]

Father-son bonding ♥

Yeah okay maybe I have a bit of a problem. Just a teensy eensy weensy bit though. Maybe.

I was gonna make Thula and the other guy into evil Kryptonians but when I went to make her into Faora I realized she's actually just Anissa in like every way (which pairs nicely with a C*****st Brutaal and T***gg Zod). So I didn't end up doing that.

Included some cute Kon and Jon cause I can. Almost switched the colors and made Ollie Mario.

(Made the second image mainly because I thought Mark looked funny in the back, but then I accidentally made Conner vogue which is incredibly in-character lol)

(That second image could also be Jor-El and Jon but it didn't fit this au [plus you can tell I did not care to put effort in that one])

(Sidenote Debbie would make an awesome Lois and I just wanted to point it out)

#i stole conners backpack because he doesnt need education (lex implanted him with everything he knew) #conner kent #connor kent #superboy #superman #jon kent #clark kent #invincible spoilers #invincible season 2 #invincible s2 #invincible series #invincible show #omni man #mark grayson #nolan grayson #oliver grayson #invincible #amazon invincible #kon el

[causeimanartist]

Super

#superman #clark kent #dc #my art #causeimanartist #I DREW DIGITALLY AND I DIDNT HAVE A PANIC ATTACK HOORAY #I refused to draw a body tho like that wasn't gonna happe #I knew my limit and it was anything below the shoulders

[sisaloofafump]

Frogging 🐸 and talking to the hubby

#and fighting vampires #I think this was before they knew each other’s identities actually #go them! #batman #bruce wayne #superman #critical role #superbat #action comics annual 1

[puppetmaster13u]

Honestly I think it'd be funny if each time Bruce returns from time or interdimensional adventures he just keeps coming back with more kids. Like DC, you're telling me he wouldn't see sad child or child on a dying world and not take them home to be bundled up and given Alfred's cookies?

#batman #batman au #batdad #batman adopts all au #dcu #dc #batman has adopted alien starfish u think he wouldn't adopt a different version of himself or kids #The only reason we never got batman in Flashpoint world is because he would Instantly adopt sickly labrat superman #and they knew it #there would be nothing in the world that could stop him #murder grandpa batman from flashpoint also joined in because uh SON #his son?? #not dead??? #no way is he letting him out of his sight??? #Bruce: *looking at the court of owls talons* #Bruce: Hnn #Bruce: B a b i e s #Gimme Bruce who just has chronic adoption syndrome #Bruce who has all his kids at once #50+ in canon alone if you include every comic series episode etc #Did the math #including clones (tho i am probably missing some) that's about 80 kids

[dannyphantomiscool]

Ok this DP x DC prompt hasn't stopped haunting me for days so-

Danny is Superman's grandfather.

It's the classic setting; Danny is overworked and overwhelmed from his Ghost King duties, so Clockwork kicks him off to another dimension for a vacation.

Danny ends up on Krypton.

Danny falls in love and has a child.

Danny is forced to let everyone he loves die, only able to help save his grandson, bc interfering here would cause even worse things in the time-stream.

(Danny never forgives Clockwork for putting him somewhere with a time-limit.)

#dp x dc #dc x dp #i do not read the comics so idk if this fits #im specifically thinking danny is clark's mother's father #danny phantom #dcu #dp x dc prompt #superman #clark kent #danny fenton #he goes back to his work after... until he's summoned by the JL 30~ years later #also just to be clear clockwork knew the planet would meet its end. its why he chose there to send danny to #my danny posting

[purplerose244]

Clark(Superman outfit): Bye mom I'm leaving to save Metropolis

Martha: Not dressed like that you aren't young man!

Clark(with underpants): Better?

Martha: Yas b*tch slay!

#if only i knew how to draw #this is what happened right #the show is so cute #superman the og himbo #my adventures with superman #spoilers #maws #maws spoilers #my adventures with superman spoilers #clark kent #martha kent

[hydenine]

Finally, a modern superman adaptation that gives us the himbo Clark Kent we all deserve

#hydenine rambles #my adventures with superman #superman #animation #ugh I knew it would be good

[puppiesandnightlock]

LINK: But since the world’s obsessed with saying ‘psych’ (pt 1)

summary: Detention, coffee, and holy shit Damian can hot-wire a motorcycle-

aka Damian and Jon get their shit together (sort of) and start off their tentative friendship, only strengthening when Jon finds out something that draws him to Damian even more....

Okay.

Here’s the thing.

In order to keep his nice, shiny record, and his top student status, as well as not making his older brother turn on the accursed dad voice, Damian had to make amends with stupid Jon Kent.

The last few weeks consisted of their back and forths, some mildly amusing, others…rather physical, leading them to where they were now, Saturday morning detention. 

Damian was certain he’d be able to breach what he was positive was a cover, perhaps self defense, and maybe even fix the boy up.

Granted, he was no miracle worker, and in his opinion,  Jon Kent was in desperate need of a miracle.

However, he was certainly persuasive. The added benefit of being a former delinquent himself gave him a way to worm past the defenses, not that the other boy would know. 

And something most everyone but themselves knew was that maybe, despite everything pointing to the contrary, they didn’t really want to hate each other.

Admittedly, detention was a familiar environment to Jon, countless weekends lost to the silent drab classrooms. 

“Yo, Kent!” A teen with close cropped brown curls called out from the side of the room as he entered the designated detention room.

“Heard Wayne kicked your ass last week.” The shit-eating grin plastered on their face gave the hint that the words were teasing, but Jon knew it was also to get a rise out of him.

“What do you know, Akira?” He snorted. “At least I’m here for somethin’ other than scribbling on the walls.”

They made a mock offended gasp, the jacket they were wearing covered in tastefully placed paint splotches, patches and pins, much like the rest of the outfit.

“I’ll have you know it was a beautiful piece of work, and a form of self-expression. Besides, it was technically for an English project, so I shouldn't even be here.”

“Sure.” He rolled his eyes, shooting them a grin that would leave most people swooning. Akira only smirked back, and spoke up again.

“So, how was it like to have a good boy gremlin kick your ass? Bet you thanked him after, what with the drooling you’ve been doing lately.”

Jon flushed and opened his mouth to retort, but as he did, a teacher stepped in the door.

“Jon Kent, you’re to be in the classroom down the hall instead.”

He nodded, flipping Akira off behind his back and walking out. Unfortunately for him, the only other person in the room was Damian fucking Wayne, who was on time and probably a few minutes early to everything, including detention, apparently. 

“Hello,” he said cautiously. “Good morning.”

Jon startled. What the hell was going on? Sure, Damian was polite when they had their tutoring, although after the first few days it was more sarcastic. 

“Were you body-snatched?” He blurted out. Damian’s lips twitched upwards, but the flicker vanished as quick as it came.

“No.” Jon watched him suspiciously, before turning and sitting in the back. The other boy got up and  slipped in the seat next to him.

“Seriously, man, what’s wrong with you?” He crossed his arms, scowling at the boy next to him. Damian held out a cup, similar to the one in his hand. 

“Here.”

“Did you poison it?” Jon looked at it warily.

Damian shot him a deadpan look, shaking the cup at him. “Take it or leave it, Kent.” 

Hesitantly, he took it, and under his watch, sipped from it, sighing as the bitter taste of caffeine flooded his senses. Not too much milk and lots of sugar, just how he liked it.

Wait.

“How do you know my order?” he demanded immediately, Damian nearly dropping his own cup. 

He flushed, whether in embarrassment or anger, and avoided his gaze. “I only guessed. You bring a coffee cup during tutoring every week and based on what the contents smelled like, I added it up.”

Jon took the lid off of the cup and sniffed hesitantly, much to the other boy’s amusement. “I don’t smell anything,” he pouted. “It’s just coffee.”

Damian covered his mouth with a hand, hiding the small smile that appeared. “Well, we can’t all be winners, can we?”

“You’re telling me.” Jon scowled, poking at the fading bruises on his pale skin. “Since we’re being civil today for some reason, mind tellin’ me where you learned to kick ass? Because as much as I hate to admit it, you sure kicked mine.”

His expression became guarded and he shook his head, opening a book. “No, thank you. I’m afraid this is as far as my pleasantries extend today.”

“C’mon, we were gettin’ somewhere.” He whined, draping himself across the desk, staring up at him with black framed blue eyes.

“I’ve beaten you once, provoke me and you’ll receive it a second time.” The words flew out of his mouth before he could stop them, and inwardly he cursed his own uncontrolled anger. 

This is what would always get him into trouble, the lack of brain to mouth filter as his mind clouded with the emotions, taking hold of his actions without thinking of the consequences.

“No thanks.” Jon muttered, ducking his head and pulling out his phone, scrolling through his socials. The silence stretched out, Damian considering he’d done a wonderful job of being civil, although they weren’t exactly joined at the hip yet.

“Sorry I punched you in the face.” He blurted out against his will. “And you know, just generally beat you up. In my defense, you were very provoking.”

Because this was how to properly apologize. Ah yes, justifying your actions with their own. Honestly, what was it about this boy that made every one of his perfectly crafted walls and mannerisms come crashing down in flames?

To his surprise, Jon put his face down, shoulders shaking. Damian was quickly hit with a large dose of anxiety, concern, and fear. He carefully reached out a hand like what his brothers would have done, and placed it on his shoulder, causing the other boy to jump up and reveal something that caused Damian to scowl and turn away.

The fucker was laughing .

“I’m sorry,” He chortled. “I just didn’t want you to punch me in the face-”

“I should still do that.” Damian grumbled, hitting him in the shoulder a bit harder then needed for a ‘friendly’ punch. “I was concerned I'd made you cry.”

Jon looked nearly offended, the expression off-put somewhat by the fact that he was still smiling. “Takes a bit more than that to make me cry, Wayne.”

“Good to know.” Damian deadpanned. 

They stared at each other for a moment, the corners of Damian’s mouth twitching upwards and sparking a new round of laughter from Jon. The other boy fell victim to the unspoken hilarity as well, quiet chuckles catching the other boy’s attention.

“Hey,” He said after they’d quieted and gone back to the things they’d been doing. “Why are you being so nice to me?”

And why am I falling for it? 

Damian shrugged. “It’s a little hard to have to hate someone like this. You’ve no idea how much I wish I could go back and erase it. If I want things to go the way I do, then I think I should keep my patience.”

“I’m sorry too.” Jon muttered. “I was an asshole, I know. And I kept going even when I should have stopped. I was surprised, to be honest. I didn't think you’d be so…good at fighting back. It was stupid and kind of mean, even if you weren’t super bothered by it.”

And maybe…maybe I was a little drawn to you, too. Unexplained, aggravating enamourment. Couldn’t catch it, always just out of reach. And always would be. 

Damian fiddled with the pencil in his hands. “Apology accepted. No more bothering me to the point where I punch you again, right?”

“Yep.” He popped the ‘p’ at the end and offered him a lopsided smile.

“And you'll be showing up on time for tutoring?”

“Can’t promise that, darlin’.” Jon shot finger guns at him, Damian shaking his head, a smile threatening to break through the stern facade.

“I guess that’s something.” a flicker of some emotion flashed across his face, and he stuck out his hand to be shook. “Would you like to start over?”

Jon nodded, and Damian’s small hand was enveloped by the other boy’s leather clad one. “Jon Kent, bad boy extraordinaire and all around flirt. Nice to meetcha, gorgeous.”

He scoffed as a wink accompanied the words, rolling his eyes good naturedly. “Damian Wayne. Your tutor for the foreseeable future. Pleased to make your acquaintance.”

They shook once and let go, for once at peace. Jon turned his head to the side. “Since we’re chill now, teach, wanna get outta here? Get a bite to eat?”

“As tempting as that is, I promised I’d not get into any more trouble at school. After our time is served, however, I might consider the offer. On the condition that you stop the godforsaken flirting. ”

Jon smirked, poking at him. “Did I fluster the great Damian Wayne with a few notes on his appearance?”

“No!” He sputtered, pink dusting his cheeks. “It’s just annoying, and I don’t want people to think you’re my boyfriend.” 

Jon faltered at Damian’s clear dislike of the thought, not that he could blame him. He wanted to stay on this boy’s good side, now that he’d gotten a taste of it. The other side had been fun, and knowing the buttons to push, he could easily get a rise out of him if bored.

He played it off, pulling a hand to his chest in mock offense. “I’ll have you know I would be a wonderful boyfriend. But, if you’re not into perfection, I understand.”

The laugh was quiet but genuine, hands flying up to his mouth to hide it. “Whatever.”

“Did Mr. Eloquent just say whatever ?” the other boy gasped. “A piece of informal language from Damian Wayne?” 

“Dramatic.” He scoffed. “I’m really not as bad as I seem.”

“Yeah right.” Jon laughed. “I’ll believe it when I see it.”

He gave a daring grin, causing something to flare in the depths of Jon’s soul. The smile mirrored the one he so often wore getting into trouble, and suddenly he was more inclined to believe that the boy he’d thought as a teacher’s pet goody two shoes with a mean right hook really wasn’t all grades and perfection.

“Guess maybe you ain’t so bad, Wayne.” Jon said at last. “Pretty on the outside, but you’ve got a different side to ya. Gremlin-like, probably.”

“I feel mildly offended by that.” Damian muttered, before responding in kind. “You aren’t ‘so bad’ yourself either, I suppose. Despite all of this , you’re softer than you’d like to admit. Puppy-like, probably.”

“You know, I see your point of mildly offending.”

They laughed together, a timer on Damian’s phone ringing. “Oh, would you look at that? Almost free.”

“I guess time does fly when you’re having fun.” Jon responded, hesitant. “Guess we were kinda having fun.”

“It would seem that way.” The other boy typed something rapidly, and quickly received a response. “I’ll take you up on the lunch offer, Kent, if you’d like to continue this fun .”

“I would, actually. I’ll take you to meet one of my friends, her family runs the best diner in this city.” Jon grinned. 

“Another miscreant such as yourself?” Damian raised an eyebrow.

“Nah, only when she’s with me.” He grinned at him, kicking up his feet onto the desk just to make the other boy scowl. “You’ll have more fun than your good boy senses are used to.”

“Mm, we’ll see.” The other boy tapped a pencil against his lip. “I think there’s a lot about me that you don’t know, Jon.”

“I’ll bet.” 

“And get your feet off the table, were you raised in a barn?”

“Yes, actually.”

“I’m getting more context on that later.”

The short amount of time left in the classroom was mostly spent in silence, the promise of an adventure hanging in the air. And maybe a friendship as well.

#damian wayne #jondami #jon kent #Damijon #bad boy x good girl #bad boy x good boy #modern au #no capes au #high school au #enemies to lovers #enemies to friends to lovers #dc batman #dc superman #super sons #honestly im too tired to tag this anymore #detention #I Knew You Were Trouble: Bad Boy Jon x Top Student Damian

[nicholasmoorethetwittermigrant]

Well shit, now I’m supposed to just wait another week??

#I knew this episode would end by hurting my feelings but it didn’t make it any easier #I would’ve maybe put another episode between 3 & 4 just to cement the trio’s friendship even more so this breakup hit even HARDER #but it’s impressive they got me to care this much this quickly already #animation #clark kent #Lois lane #clois #Jimmy Olsen #my adventures with superman #slade wilson #Deathstroke #Sam lane #Amanda waller

[martyrbat]

superman: the man of steel gallery

[ID: a pin-up of Clark Kent trying to get a haircut. He's in his Superman costume and is sitting on his cape in a salon chair with one of his legs crossed over his knee. On the floor is several pairs of broken hair scissors as the hairdresser breaks a pair of large garden shears in an attempt to cut his Super-mullet. Lois watches them from the sidelines with an amused smirk as Clark is looking down and is casually reading Detective Comics #692. END ID]

#LEAVE HIS MULLET ALONE !!!!! #i loved the 90s and his longer hair.... the mullet made him a bit of an asshole but it was hot... #and the pathetic flaccid ponytail suited him for his clark life.... #also hate hate hate that i knew the comic. like im 90% sure its tec 692.. #same way i knew the panel for that alfred thing i sent juno earlier. i cant remember my birthday off the top of my head but its fine. #c: superman: the man of steel gallery #lois lane #crypt's panels #clark kent #superman #mullet!clark

[megamindsupremacy]

Thinking about how Clark cuts his own hair by laser-eyes-ing himself via mirror and like. How in the hell did he figure that out?? Was Martha one day when he was like, six, go “okay son I know your new powers are scary but that hair is scarier, we gotta figure something out.” Or, he develops his powers later in life right? College aged Clark has been teased One Too Many Times for his hair and he looks in the mirror and goes that’s enough im cutting this shit off no matter what it takes. How did he figure out mirrors can bounce the lasers off? What was going through his head the first time he stared into a mirror knowing he was about to shoot lasers at his face? And hopefully only his hair would be cut? How bad was that first haircut? I have so many questions.

#mads posts #Clark kent #dc #Superman #dc comics #god I have so many questions guys #do the lasers only cut his hair? is there a risk of him lasering his own face off? #he had no way of knowing the first time for all he knew he was about to laser his face off on accident