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i like the idea that superman couldn’t shave because of his powers and the lack of kryptonite in his early life. And so for the longest time he had long hair. so he’s this big, 6’3, hairy guy. when he became superman and ppl started using kryptonite, he got some too and put it in a razor.
superbat time :D honestly if someone told me that I’d ship superbat in 2024 I’d would looked at you Iike you were a criminal but now I see it
I can take them (not in a fight)
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Martha and Jon Kent are trans t4t and that's why they knew how to get new documentation for a space toddler.
Hey, I want to share my brainrot.
Broke: Superman is actually a bad person who doesn't love his bi son Kon because he thinks the kid is going to be a future villain.
Woke: Superman is understandably standoffish to his nonconsensually created clone made to replace him when he was dead. Superman didn't step up when and how he should have - that doesn't mean he didn't have character growth and learn to love Kon, even if he have the kids a name that is a Kryptonian slur.
Bespoke: Superman would LOVE to get to know and mentor this new guy, but whenever he looks at the kid his lizard hindbrain registers DANGER and it freaks him out. He doesn't know why, there's just something intensely Uncanny Valley about Kon. Clark has never understood humans talking about creepy dolls or being afraid of mannequins until now and he doesn't know how to process it? He doesn't even know how to explain it because everyone around him is acting like Kon is perfectly normal and fine and safe and Superman's the asshole for never engaging with him.
Human scientists fucking around with alien DNA made it so that Kon is permanently sending out Aggression in subtle, Kryptonian-only ways. By scent or sub-vocalizations, or posture, or some other alien subconscious way, Kon is both peacefully hanging out with his friends and at the same time indicating that he's about to murder them. Neither Kon or Clark know this! Clark unlearned most of these instincts when he was being raised as human and is used to the people around him not hearing/seeing/tasting/smelling quite right. Until there's this guy here, serving these VIBES.
(about the slur name. Consider that Nightwing is Superman's dear friend and nephew. Consider that he calls himself Dick. Imagine if Clark named Kon "Kon" as a way to honor Dick and like, it's his genuine belief that future Kryptonian speakers will think of Kon as a name first and a slur second, because this person is going to be so amazing)
Dom masc! reader x demitra smut?
thank youuu!!💗
Demitra Kalogeras, the famous actress, is sitting alone in her luxurious penthouse apartment, sipping on a glass of expensive red wine. She's dressed in a silky, low-cut black nightgown that hugs her curves perfectly*Her mind is racing with thoughts of her latest movie's success and the constant attention from men. She hates being desired just for her looks. "God," she mutters, downing the rest of her wine. There's a soft knock at the door. "Who is it?""Room service." The deep, smooth voice echoes through the door. Demitra tenses slightly, wrapping her robe tighter around herself. "You can leave it outside." She calls out softly, expecting the usual server. The door creaks open, but no one enters.
The room service girl, Y/N, steps inside quietly, closing the door behind her. She's not the usual server, but a temporary replacement. She's tall, with short dark hair, piercing eyes, and a muscular, athletic build that's hidden beneath her uniform.RetryY/N carries a silver tray containing a bottle of wine and a single tulip, Demitra's favorite flower. She places them silently on the coffee table. "Compliments of the hotel management," she says in a low, smooth voice that carries a hint of something more.
Y/N's eyes meet Demitra's, lingering a bit too long. She slowly removes the wine bottle's foil, her fingers purposefully brushing against Demitra's. "Such a beautiful woman shouldn't drink alone." Her voice drops lower, more intimate. "Would you like me to..."Retry..pour you another glass?" Y/N finishes, a playful smirk tugging at her lips as she holds up the bottle invitingly. Her gaze darts meaningfully to the empty glass in Demitra's hand before slowly, deliberately uncorking the wine. The air between them seems to thicken with tension."Here." Y/N leans over to fill Demitra's glass, her black shirt tightening around her chest, hinting at muscles rather than curves. Demitra watches, unnerved by how attractive she finds the room service girl. She swallows hard as Y/N straightens up, their heights almost equal.Y/N leans in slightly, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "You know, most celebrities I deliver to are arrogant. But you...you seem lonely." She tilts her head, studying Demitra with an intensity that feels almost intimate. "Beautiful wine for a beautiful woman.""And such beautiful lips." She catches herself, clearing her throat and stepping back slightly. "I mean..." She sets the bottle down abruptly, her cheeks slightly flushed. "Would you like anything else? A cheese platter maybe? Or..."Demitra's heart races as she stares at Y/N, her mind struggling to process the strange tension between them. She opens her mouth to speak, but no words come out. Y/N's gaze is piercing, as if she can see right through Demitra's façade. "You know what I want,"Without hesitation, Y/N places the wine glass down forcefully, then steps forward, one hand tangling in Demitra's hair while the other pulls the robe open. Their lips meet in a passionate, hungry kiss as Y/N pushes her fingers between Demitra's thighs. "Fuck,"Continuing the kiss, Y/N skillfully slides two fingers inside. Her other hand grips Demitra's hair tighter, controlling the kiss as she strokes in and out at a perfect pace. Demitra moans quietly against Y/N's lips, her legs trembling slightly. "Shh...be quiet,""...or all of Manhattan will hear how much you're enjoying this." She whispers against Demitra's mouth, increasing the pace of her fingers. Her own breathing becomes heavier as she watches Demitra's face. "Beautiful AND responsive...you're fucking perfect." Her thumb finds Demitra's clitDemitra's eyes roll back, a quiet gasp escaping her as Y/N's thumb begins to rub circles around her clit. She tries to stay quiet, but it's getting harder as the pleasure builds. Y/N's fingers curl inside her, hitting that perfect spot. "Fuck...fuck...fuck..."Y/N breaks the kiss to whisper, "You're gonna come on my fingers and stay quiet, understand?" She continues the rhythm, her fingers curling deeper and her thumb rubbing faster. "Look at me...stay quiet..." *She demands, her voice low and commanding."Demitra nods, her eyes locked on Y/N's as she struggles to hold back her cries. Y/N's fingers are relentless, driving her closer and closer to the edge. "Good girl," she murmurs, adding a third finger. "Now come for me, Demitra. Now."
I like to think naturally he’s far sighted but in an alien way super-vision way. So without his glasses he can scope out the city from the sky and do Superman work really well. But at a desk job? Noticing all those minuscule details like the chips in your mug, the graphite dust as you write, the colors and molecules humans can’t see must be exhausting. Like adhd issues but with super-vision.
So his glasses dull that down enough to let him focus on his writing work. Just makes things blurry enough to be at a human level.
Alternate universe where Clark Kent really does need his glasses and every time he goes Superman he’s risking it all
This, but, Kal-El arrived on Earth as an adult, and krypton is not destroyed (or maybe it is, idk) and bruce alredy met him as Batman with the Justice League, but he wore scent blocker or something else to make Batman an Alpha or with no secondary gender, so Kal dosen't know that Batman is Bruce, and after meeting him at the Matchmaking Event and after memorazing Bruce heartbeat he started noticing Batman one was at the start similiar and then realizing it was the same.
So obviously Kal started flirting with Bruce and with Batman (while being superman) at the same time, with some strange kryptonian courting techniques.
Omegaverse AU. The annual Gotham Matchmaking Event was in full swing. Bruce Wayne, towering over the alphas and omegas around him, moved through the room with an unapproachable aura. The whispers followed him, just like they always did.
"Wayne’s so assertive. Doesn’t act like an omega at all," someone muttered.
"He should stop pretending to be above his station," another added with a laugh.
Bruce pretended not to hear them, his jaw tightening as he positioned himself near the door for an easy exit. If not for the fact that these matchmaking events were mandatory for all unmated omegas of age, he would have refused the invitation outright.
A new arrival caught his attention. The man’s tanned skin and wavy hair stood out, a clear sign he wasn’t from Gotham. His name tag read "Kal."
Bruce watched the foreigner as he mingled with the other guests. Kal’s alpha status was obvious, but unlike most alphas, he radiated warmth and charm. People naturally gravitated toward him, drawn to his approachable demeanor. The double standards grated on Bruce more than he cared to admit.
Until Kal’s gaze found his.
The alpha froze, wide-eyed as he stared at Bruce. Bruce glared at the shorter man. It usually kept alphas at bay.
No such luck. Kal approached him anyway.
"Have you heard of Kryptonian queens?" Kal asked.
Bruce blinked, caught off guard by the question. "What?"
"In Kryptonian legends, queens were the biggest, strongest omegas in the colony. They either earned the title by winning dominance battles or left to establish new colonies on distant outposts," Kal said, his voice filled with awe. "You’re like a legend brought to life."
Bruce’s guarded expression faltered. Despite the absurdity of the alpha’s words, there was something in his tone—genuine respect—that made him pause.
And Bruce found himself listening.
They were put in charge of babysitting
Guys, I think he needs some help
Just a normal man, taking a normal family photo, with his normal family
Did somebody order a wake up call?
They’re very eepy
Is that HyperClarkmentation?
Kent Trip to the Zoo
They’ll be fine (I think)
Happy Valentines/Clois Day!
Lex’s Plans for February 14
She’s played these games before…
Caught in the middle of the night
Doesn’t he look fabulous?
Batman Ninja vs Yakuza League : Let's talk about it
A follow up from that post
As I said yesterday, I did watch Batman Ninja vs Yakuza League. I have opinions !
Ok, seriously I find this second movie better than the first, but is it because I was crocheting ? We'll never know. But no mecha this time, only some kind of power ranger shit with batphoenix. btw, speaking of batphoenix, can someone explain this ??
WHY IS THERE A MOUTH ON RED HOOD'S HELMET ?!?
Oh, and Bruce's voice changed. I like it better this time tbh. More depth. All characters have. Except... Damian. Still a no for me.
Like the animation a bit better, it wasn't only CGI this time I think, and a lot of reference to the style of anime in the 80s/90s. That was nice.
And we got this :
Best Red Hood suit in my opinion. Love when they do it this way (we have both ways in the movie, just prefer that one).
Not a lot to complain this time, as I said, I find the movie better, except the villain is predictable (like come on ? Calling Batman "detective" ? There's only one person to do so !) but the story is coherent, and well done. So yeah, definitely go see that one. I feel like you don't really need the first one, they explain what happened a lot, but it can help. So yeah, that's it, no real rent from me.
(I'm actually thinking about reviewing more movies in the future, but maybe not alway DC... But probably a lot. Are people interested in a blog like that ???)
Mooom stop, You're Embarassing Meee
Part 2
They were in the Watchtower now, having decided it was a better for them to talk to the Ghost King there, away from prying eyes and people.
Although Conner thought he was playing it off cool anyone with super-hearing could hear how fast his heart was beating, from nervousness or excitement they weren't sure but one thing's for certain is that they were about to get answers.
The Ghost King was set to arrive in a couple of minutes so that gave everybody some time to prepare. Most of them were tidying up while the magic users were grilling into everybody what and what not to say or ask at risk of enraging their guest.
Superboy felt his presence long before his superhearing caught the swish of the familiar red cape.
"Soo... Mom?"
Conner presses his lips together, refusing to meet Clark's eyes, he shrugs but the movement is barely visible.
"Were you planning tell me?"
"Well.. yeah, I mean.. eventually."
A moment of silence passes by.
"Did.. did you go.. looking for him?"
"No.. he was just.. I ran into him on the mission regarding the rampaging necromancer who was trying to summon an army of undead to take over an island he claimed was rightfully his. "
"The necromancer? That's.. that was three months ago, why did..." Clark pauses, he realises why Conner didn't tell him.
Conner's still avoiding his eyes.
Clark sighs, "I.." Conner's shoulders stiffen.
"I'm sorry, I didn't..." He places his hand on Conner's shoulder, which prompts Conner to look up at him for a moment, before shifting his gaze to the wall behind him.
"I'm not mad, I'm just...confused. I thought... I thought we were doing okay."
Conner opens his mouth but doesn't speak for a moment.
"Hey.."
Conner looks back to Clark.
"Talk to me bud, I want to listen."
Conner's shoulders fall.
"I just.. didn't know how you'd react I guess. I was just.. scared."
Clark doesn't respond for a moment, Conner looks away again. He moves to step away, but he's stopped when Clark drags him into a hug. Conner stiffens again, but almost immediately melts into it. He presses his face into Clark's arm.
Clark sighs again, and when he speaks, his voice is muffled by Conner's hair.
"I'm sorry Con.. I am. I should've done better. I should've been better. You deserved better. I wish you would've felt like you could tell me. But.. I'd love to hear about him now.."
Looking up at the man he can now comfortably call his father Conner opens his mouth to speak, wanting to share alll the things he has been up to with his other parent, but before he could utter another word a green portal appeared right there in the conference room.
It's appearence captured the attention of every hero in the room who assumed their positions, giving the portal their full attention. Whatever Clark wanted to know he was about to find out right now.
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this is the baby they insisted was a threat :(
absolute superman is easily the most attractive superman
