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Just a reminder! The holiday season is now over, but festivities are not! If you're 18+ and looking for something to do for Valentines Day, I'm hosting a Valentines Day Event I'm sure you'll have fun with! Consider signing up! ❤

Damijon Valentines Day Event Applications Open

Applications are open! Apply here: https://forms.gle/DA6uxLFttSPxGUyE7

Applications close on January 7th.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Super Sons (Comics) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Jonathan Kent/Damian Wayne Characters: Jonathan Samuel Kent, Damian Wayne, Kal-Il | Ultraman, Talia al Ghul Additional Tags: Hurt/confort, Angst, Character Death, Cursing : nope, Decapitation : Yup, Happy Ending, ??? - Freeform, Mutual Pining, damijon secret santa 2020, but is not a xmasy fic, oopsie Summary:

Everything was red. The entire world was surrounded by flames.

Incessant buzzes ringing into his ears drowning his thoughts. He felt like being swallowed by his feet, losing his strength, his powers. The sun wasn’t in the sky anymore. Everything was dark except the wall of fire. He couldn’t fly out, he couldn’t climb out, he could barely breathe… He was stuck in a volcano prison… again. 

“–than”…”–onathan”… “Jona–” A cacophony of muffled sounds echoing started to pull him back, the clash of metal colliding, huffs of blows and fighting, a voice in particular. His voice… “–THAN!! JONATHAN!!!!”

He blinked feeling hot tears falling, his vision was blurred but he could see… green.

“Love is powerful thing, don’t you think?”

((Happy NEW YEAR Y'ALL!!!!!))

Gift for @nanipinku <3 hope you like it!!

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A @damijonsecretsanta for @queerbutstillhere  I hope you like it! 

I don’t know what befell your original secret santa but I had lots of fun filling in for them :))) 

A bit late to wish you a merry xmas, so have a happy new year and a fantastic 2021! (surely better than 2020 at least 😩💕) 

Here is a little 1k fic to accompany the fanart ;) 

Winter bliss

The snow was beating down on Metropolis in a way that made Jon fear it might be caused by the supernatural. 

Not HIS problem however. He was done with super-heroing. Having to study for university finals, working at the coffee shop AND having such a boyfriend as Damian Wayne was more than enough work. 

And what a nice torture it was…

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eskimo kiss as a little slightly @damijonsecretsanta gift for @plaschique ♡ 

happy holidays and all the best! (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

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In the case that anyone is interested, there is a matching Valentines Day event to this one! However, this one is just for the adults! 😉😂

Damijon Valentines Day Event Applications Are Open

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types, Super Sons (Comics), Teen Titans (Comics), Superman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jonathan Kent/Damian Wayne Characters: Damian Wayne, Jonathan Kent, Alfred Pennyworth, Lois Lane, Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne Additional Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Magic, Time Travel Fix-It, Christmas Miracles, Fluff, Damian Wayne Needs a Hug, Bruce Wayne is a Good Parent, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Winter Wonderland, Fix-It, set in the canon from detective comics 1033, Love Confessions, First Love, Puppy Love, Batfamily (DCU) Feels, Damian Wayne Feels, Damian Wayne-centric Summary:

“If… if you ever…got the chance to fix your mistakes, erase your regrets, would you take it?” That is the question Damian asks himself when he suddenly wakes up one year into the past, before Jon left him behind for the legion, before Alfred’s death, and his falling out with his friends and family. He isn’t even sure if everything is real or not, if it’s just some cruel dream, or a play of his mind. But one thing is certain, this time, he will do things right. If it is but a dream, he would make the best of it.

My @damijonsecretsanta gift for @damibirb <3

#pxheart #damibirb

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Damijon Valentines Exchange Application

Since the Damijon Secret Santa was a huge success, I’m looking to spread more of the love with the 18+ Valentines Exchange!

The participants will be 18+, and so will the Super Sons!

The application process starts here, and will close on January 6th

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hi @snoconiusmaximus !! here’s ur serving of happy married fluff, as requested! (i might have gone overboard with details...? ehehe...) i hope this is to ur liking! ♡٭*(ृ '꒳' ृ)

happy holidays! for the @damijonsecretsanta 🎄🎁

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Thank You!

Thank you to everybody who participated in this year’s Damijon Secret Santa! I hope that we can all do this again next year. I wasn’t sure I was going to get a lot of people when I first started this, but the turnout was so much greater than I’d ever expected. There was so much talent here, so much skill, so much love, and from my heart to yours-- thank you for making this magical.

It hasn’t been a great year for Super Sons content, so shipping content in particular has been lacking, for certain. I think you guys made up for all of that. We’ve filled the tags the last two days with fluff, with love, with patience, with celebration. It’s more damijon content in two days than we’ve gotten in the last month! Thank you for the gifts, thank you for being giftees, thank you for creating! Merry Christmas, everyone! May peace be with you, and most of all, may you get the year you deserve from here on out.

With love, Whelmed.

That said, if you still haven’t received your gift, please message me. There are three giftees that I am aware of that I have set up make-up Santas for, and I’ll be messaging those giftees either tonight or tomorrow.

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With one last breath in me (I’d die before I’d let you leave)

Word Count: 8053

Notes: Hey @river-bottom-nightmare! I hope you enjoy this! I tried my best to make it angsty but I always go overboard with the fluff on these two. I had a lot of fun writing this, so I hope you’ll have fun reading it too!

“Superboy, to your left!” Robin says.

Jon uses his laser eyes to destroy the robots, before moving back to Robin’s side, running with him for the exit.

“You have the data?” He asks.

“Who am I, Red Robin?” He shoots back, smirking as he shakes the flashdrive in front of him “Of course I have the data.”

“That was fast.”

“I am fast.” Robin says, using his batarangs to make a hole on the wall ahead of them.

“Careful,” Superboy smiles, picking him up by the armpits and flying them out of the twentieth floor “You almost sound like Flash now.”

“That’s preposterous.” Robin rolls his eyes as his feet carefully reach the ground, patting the dust out of his costume.

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Under Our Christmas Tree

Hey @nightwingbb, your Santa took a wrong turn this year, so I hope I was able to fill his shoes ❤️ I love you, girl! You’ve been one of the best things about getting into this fandom, just had to let you know that!

Summary: Damian and Jon share a moment together just as midnight strikes on Christmas Eve.

Tags: Fluff, Established Relationship, Christmas, Cuddling & Snuggling, Kissing

AO3 Link Here

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Baby, I’m jealous

Word Count: 1554

Notes: Hello, @pin-a-pin! I hope this fills your request for this years damijon gift exchange! I had fun writing this, and I hope you’ll enjoy reading <3

Jon grinds his teeth. If they weren’t indestructible, they’d surely break due to the sheer strength of his jaw. He tries his best to stop it, because after all, if his teeth become crooked or grew out of place, there wouldn’t be braces in the world that would be able to set them straight, but he can’t help it. Something about that girl really gets to him. And the worst part was how Damian seems to defend her whenever she is brought up in conversation.

“I do not understand what is the issue with her, Jon.” Damian scoffs as they walk into class “She’s just another student. If you dislike her so much, just ignore her.” The boy places his backpack on the floor, taking his seat.

“I can’t.” Jon whines, sitting on Damian’s desk and ignoring the other’s scowl “She’s everywhere! Always doing something that gets on my nerves.” He glances back to the door, where she is talking and laughing with her friends “Look at her! Laughing like that, who does she think she is.” He mutters.

Damian looks at him as if he was an alien (which, granted, half of him was); partly disgusted, partly confused, completely weirded out by his friend’s behaviour.

“You get along with everyone, Kent. Why can’t you get along with her?”

“B-Because…!” He moves his hands around, mouth open, trying to put the argument he definitely had into words “Look! She’s so… Ugh!” Damian rolls his eyes “Ugh. Whatever. You never get anything, anyways.” Jon slides out of his desk and makes his way to his place, a little upset with the previous exchange.

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Damijon secret Santa for Kao!!! @kaokaocin !!!

I really hope you like it for now but your real one is on the works 😄

“ your mine whole universe Damian “ said Jon

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Hello everyone! I’m posting my @damijonsecretsanta gift for the lovely @pxheart !! I hope you enjoy this fic that is full of holiday fluff and new relationship cuteness! Happy Holidays to you and everyone!

Read the fic on ao3 here!

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Home for the Holidays

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Rating: Gen

Pairings: Jonathan Samuel Kent/Damian Wayne

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Tags: Secret Santa gift, Christmas fic, Christmas fluff, Domestic Fluff

Word Count: 1546

In a small neighborhood in the Metropolis Suburbs, a young couple settles in for a peaceful evening curled up in front of the fire.

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My piece for the 2020 @damijonsecretsanta !! Happy Holiday’s to my giftee!! I hope you enjoy this!

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Damijon Secret Santa

@woahjaybird happy holidays ris!!!!!!!!!! i admit, i was a bit confused, bc you signed up for a ship fic exchange and requested platonic bros, but whatever. i hope you like it!

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Damijon Christmas Present!

FOR THE DAMIJON SECRET SANTA I HAD… @nymph-patt

dear nymph:

hi love! i haven’t written in a fat minute and i’m a little rusty so bear with me hehehe. i hope you have a wonderful holiday season! all my love -elle!

I’ve got a fluff christmas fic and a lil headcanon for ya! 

Merry Stress-mas

“You can’t plan Christmas like a battle strategy Dami,” Jon groaned as Damian wheeled a whiteboard into their living room. “Actually, I’ve found it to be quite similar. Pay attention Kent, I know sticking to the plan has never been your strong suit.” Damian’s foot was tapping like crazy, Jon noted his clear anxiousness- needless to say Damian wasn’t the holiday type. Makes it a million times harder when it’s your first Christmas together as a couple. 

*super-couple. 

Jon gasped as Damian flipped the whiteboard like a school teacher, revealing meticulously drawn out plans mapped in expo-marker. “We start with my family, we stay until Jason is ten shots in, after that Christmas always becomes a nightmare so we head out. With your super speed it’ll be only an 14 minutes 37 second trip to your family where we stay for the majority of the night. At the end you rush us back to Gotham to console Dick after Bat-Christmas fails as always. Our emergency word is tyrannosaurus should anything go wrong at the drop we flee. Any questions?” Damian was flying through the plans, pointing at bulleted lists and analyzing possible flaws. 

Jon took a deep breath, a smile creeping over his face. “I didn’t think you’d care so much about our first Christmas together with our families, it’s kind of sweet.” Lazily he reached for Damian, clinging to his back while Dami shook his head, mumbling as he edited the board. “Not really our first Christmas Kent and I definitely do not care about family tt,” Jon didn’t reply, he just smiled into the crook of Damian’s neck.

“Our suits bring down our aerodynamic potential so I’ve taken the liberty of adjusting our arrival time to 15 minutes 43 seconds. Does that sound accurate?” Jon hummed in response as he straightened Damian’s tie, it was already perfect but he’d take any excuse to get closer to Dami. “Ready my love?” Jon glanced at Damian who was checking his watch. “Yes.” Damian responded, absent mindedly clasping Jon’s hand as they made their way to the mansion. 

“DAMI’S HERE!” Steph’s screech announced. She was hanging off the banister as she stole popcorn pieces from the massive tree. “Wonderful- Miss Brown I must ask you don’t eat the decorations tonight, have some festivity,” Alfred shook his head as he made his way to Jon. “Magnificent of you to join us Master Kent, I assume you will also be heading to your family’s festivities as well?” Jon opened his mouth but Damian answered first. “Yes Pennyworth, we plan on just saying for hors devours,” his curt reply brought a knowing smile to Alfred’s lips. “Always planned with you Master Damian,” his accent was playful making Jon chuckle. 

Dick descended the stairs, Damian groaned at his bright green and red striped suit, Jon couldn’t help but laugh either. “Hellllooo super boyfriends! Are-You-Readyyyy-For-Tonight!” Dick practically skipped towards the two, pulling them into a tight hug before Damian could slip away. “We won’t be long Grayson we must attend the Kent family Christmas too,” Damian nodded curtly, shifting closer to Jon who got the message and moved forward into the living room. 

“Actually, where are all the bat-siblings? And where did Steph run off to?” Jon noticed no one was around but Alfred who was preparing something delicious in the kitchen. Dick began chuckling, a devilish smile spreading across his face. “Oh, everyone is down in the batcave. C’mon.” Damian looked taken-aback but Jon was never to shocked by batfamily-antics. 

The two followed Dick to the secret door. “Now, we heard from a little super birdy [Dick winked at Jon who was now openly grinning] that you were a little nervous about having to deal with two Christmas’ this year, so we felt it’d be easier for everyone if we just-” Dick popped open the door to a winter wonderland of a batcave. A large table was put out, filled with their family members. “Merry Christmas!” A chorus of laughter broke out as Damian’s jaw dropped. 

At the table were the batfam, Kents, and even a couple speedsters littered around. All were laughing and smiling at one another. It was the biggest family gathering Jon has seen ever. “No need for crazy plans my love, just enjoy tonight with everyone,” Jon whispered to Damian as he scanned the room. “I- How did you- Thank you,” Damian settled on the last words of praise for the wonderful man who made every single day better. “No need for thanks, I’d get you the world if you wanted it, but for now let’s have a very Merry Christmas!” Jon took off towards his family and Damian would help but feel the corners of his lips betray him with a smile. Heart full he made his way down to his family.

“JASON DO NOT FLIRT WITH KARA SHE’S OFF LIMITS!”

“WALLY DID YOU EAT ALL THE COOKIES ALREADY?”

“BRUCE, CLARK, STOP FIGHTING OVER WHO GOT THE OTHER THE BETTER GIFT. YOU’RE BOTH RICH!”

very merry indeed. 

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Okay so I haven’t absorbed much batfam content at all for weeks so hopefully my spin on the HC is still cute : )

I don’t think Jon gets enough credit for how observant he is. 

Too often Jon is forgotten, the second super boy, the sidekick, the boyfriend, the man who left everyone for space. 

It’s true, technically. But Jon is so keen at reading those around him, especially the un-readable Damian Wayne that I would argue it’s a super skill in of itself.

He gets it from his mother you know, Superman was always a little dense, but, though no one believes it, he always had Lois to help him out. Too often the quieter, smarter, more analytical side gets forgotten and that’s no different with Jon. His friends don’t see the way he checks up on them, taking in their facial expressions and reading them to know the right thing to say at the right time to help them out. They don’t realize he spent whole days memorizing their heart beats and their breaths to know if they’re ever in peril. And they don’t see the way he looks at them so fondly, beyond grateful they’re in his life.

Lois sees it.

She saw it when Jon met Damian. 

A young boy mesmerized by the wittiness and strength in the human boy. The greatest irony, the Superboy more human than the murder weapon now called “Robin”. But the two hit it off almost instantly- though Damian may not agree to that last bit. 

Lois knew Jon adored Damian, every deep red was “Robin Red” every Wayne Ent. building they walked past brought up stories of his adventures with the youngest Wayne, every Justice League trip meant begging for his dad to send him to Gotham for the weekend while he was out. He was young, but Lois knew a pair of soulmates when she saw them. 

There were these nights when they were teens. Jon would burst out of bed and rush to his mother. He never needed to say anything. There was this look in his eyes, Damian needs me. “Go” she’d always whisper, pressing a quick kiss to his forehead thinking back to when Clark would do the same for her. 

She remembers the frantic December weeks Jon spent toiling on Damian’s Christmas gift. “What do I give a trillionaire who has the world?” Jon would whine and mope around the house for any semblance of inspiration. 

Your heart Jon, all he wants is your love. Lois always thought to herself, she was quite aware of the two boy’s growing infatuation with each other, her husband was always slower in the “feelings” department and if he was slow she imagined Bruce was a damn sloth. So, she let the boys feel safe in her presence. Damian slowly spent more time at her home when Clark was out, she grew to have a sort of friendship with Damian. He’d comment on whatever news article she recently wrote, endure a three second reply and be on his way. She was always astounded at how up to date he was on all her pieces. 

Lois was always proud of the love Jon showed Damian. She’d be the first to tell Bruce he needed to hug his damn kids, but there was a special kind of caring Jon held only for Damian. A love woven only for the two of them. Like an invisible string linking them no matter where in the universe the other was at, there was a friendship, a kindness, a passion, a love.

Overtime, Jon’s analysis of Damian led him to his own feelings. And over an even longer period of time Damian discovered his own. Jon never stopped caring, he never stopped worrying, and he never stopped loving. 

Those, are the parts of Superman that Damian, and the world, need most. 

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Merry Christmas! <3

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