#𝗮 𝘀𝘆𝗺𝗯𝗼𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 | ic

[kentruth]

*  CLOSED   /    BRUCE  . [  @brutalknight​   ] 

❝  i knew you wouldn’t take you long to show up.  ❞   strange portal popping up out of nowhere and seemingly taking every superhero in their home to another dimension?  there was  no doubt  in his mind that bruce would be on top of it sooner or later.  clark greets his old friend with a  warm smile that he knows it will be deemed  too warm,  and resists the urge to open up his arms and pull bruce into an embrace just because it will likely irritate him   – – –   well, he resists it for now at least.   ❝  any clue of what’s happening here yet? me and lois have been doing some digging, but only came up empty.  ❞

#𝗮 𝘀𝘆𝗺𝗯𝗼𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 | ic #feat. bruce w

[kentruth]

*  CLOSED  /  @spideyrgirl​​

Spending the afternoon at the dog park seemed like as peaceful a time as any. With so much going on, so much changing, Clark welcomed the reprieve that Krypto provided. Welcomed it too much, in fact. Enough to let his guard down when he plops onto a park bench and lets go of the dog’s leash to rub away the fatigue from his eyes. It only took a second. He’d left it right by his side. But when his eyes open and he reaches for it again, Krypto’s already sprinted away from him.  “Shoot. Krypto!”  Clark shouts, chasing after the dog. He catches up to him just as he’s found some poor innocent person to sniff on. “Hi! Sorry! He’s very harmless, I promise.”  Assures the reporter, pretending that he has to catch up his breath as he grabs a hold of the pet’s leash again.  “He got away from me for a sec back there. Sneaky boy.”

#𝗮 𝘀𝘆𝗺𝗯𝗼𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 | ic #feat. anya

[kentruth]

*  CLOSED  /  @definedself​ . 

“Damian?” Warmth enlaces the man’s voice and fills his eyes as he greets the familiar boy. Almost a man now, it seemed. With rougher edges, but still the same kid he’d known playing with Jonno at the farm all those years. Clark was finding it difficult to come to terms with this world; it felt like it was spinning much faster than he could catch on to, even the familiar things had to be slightly different. A broken mirror. The metaphor sat uneasily in his stomach, but he pushes it aside.

If there was anything Clark Kent excelled at, it was at being welcoming. Soon enough a smile cracks through his façade and he is stepping closer to the kid. “It’s so good to see you! How are you doing? Are you okay?”  Clark makes sure to ask about him first, holding off on the inevitable follow up questions, of which he had plenty.

#𝗮 𝘀𝘆𝗺𝗯𝗼𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 | ic #i hope this is alright but if smth doesnt work for u pls lmk! #feat. damian

[kentruth]

*  CLOSED  /  @regvlarsized​ . ​

Unbeknownst to Superman, he was starting to step on some toes.  More specifically, toes that belonged to SWORD.  The organisation’s mission and his own were beginning to overlap, which resulted in the unwanted caped Kryptonian barging into their missions and finishing them for them. Whether or not this would end up badly for Superman, it was still up to question.

Right now, however, he is unaware of two things: Firstly, that this was an operation SWORD was running. Secondly, that they already had an operative on the ground. A very small one at that. So small, in fact, that Clark almost misses him  ––  but his superhearing does wonders in a time like this.

Right before his red boot can smash the Ant-Man, he realises there is someone underneath it and stops. Clark frowns, zeroes in on the floor, and sees the man in the intricate suit.  “You’re not Atom.”   The Justice League member says, about 80% sure of the fact. Atom hadn’t gotten a suit change, had he? “Who are you?”

#𝗮 𝘀𝘆𝗺𝗯𝗼𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 | ic #feat. scott lang #i am so sorry my brain went 'what if he almost steppd on scott' #pls if u want anything different lmk!!

[kentruth]

*  CLOSED  /   @americanhero​  ––  is it a BIRD ?  is it a PLANE ? 

Clark knew there was some kind of unspoken jurisdiction among heroes. Or at least it was that way in his world. He would not fly into Gotham and try to care for the people Batman protected, nor would Flash run around Metropolis facing off Lex Luthor in his place. It was an agreement that made sense, and that they each respected.

But the Justice League wasn’t here in this New York. And there were still threats to be neutralised and people that needed helping. Superman flies over the city’s skies both as a habit and because he wants to find out more of how he came to be there. It’s not luck that makes him aware of a commotion few feet down on the ground, it’s the desire to do what he’s always done.

Superman sees the scene unfold from the clouds: a gang of thugs, a car chase amidst pack traffic, and a bus driver that had just lost control over his wheel. He also sees the sight of a red, blue and white shield, but ignores it as he dives in the direction of the bigger vehicle. Just before it tips over and the lives inside it are compromised, Superman appears and lifts the bus off the ground with his hands above his head. Carefully, he finds another place in the neighbourhood to set it down: somewhere away from the commotion that was still ongoing. Once he does, he spares the driver and passengers an assuring nod, and flies back to the scene at lightspeed.

He finds himself next to the man he knew to be Captain America, for his suit gave him away just as well as Clark’s did him. “Lovely morning, huh?”  Greets the Kryptonian with a smile.  “Hope you don’t mind the assist back there. Still need a hand with these guys?”

#𝗮 𝘀𝘆𝗺𝗯𝗼𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 | ic #feat. steve rogers #idk what this is if it's unclear lmk dsakfjhdfsa

[kentruth]

* CLOSED  /  @bylane​ 

Superman was deceivingly reckless. Despite the boy scout fame, his superhuman condition would often lend itself to the Kryptonian diving head first into any sign of danger if it meant getting someone else out of it.

And there was no calling he answered faster than Lois Lane’s.

This time, as he flies through what can only be a portal of some kind ( he feels matter shift around him, the air growing denser and then lighter, something about the atmosphere being unlike what he was used to ), Clark doesn’t care to think twice of what he could be getting himself into. He doesn’t think of a way back, or what else might be waiting for him on the other side. All he knows is that Lois is there, he knows the heartbeat he’d grown attuned to over the years, and he cannot think of a world – this one or the next – where he wouldn’t run to it faster than a speeding bullet.

Flying above a city that appears to be New York, he nosedives cutting through the air and into the hotel room that he spots his wife in. Clark lands on her balcony, donned in red and blue with his cape in the wind. It’s a place they’d been before; he’s visited many a hotel rooms with her this way, even before she knew his secret. This time, though, he unceremoniously opens the door that grants him access inside. “Lo?”  Clark calls out, making his way to her with caution for the first time.

Whatever this place was, he couldn’t be sure how she would react upon seeing him. Maybe her memories would be wiped, maybe some outer force had possessed her ( it has happened before ), maybe it’s a brand new kind of threat they haven’t yet faced. It takes all within him to not close the distance between them and wrap her in his arms, but he shows restraint. All the longing stays limited to the green of his eyes “Lo, are you okay? Do you… do you know me?”

#𝗮 𝘀𝘆𝗺𝗯𝗼𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 | ic #feat. lois lane #i hope this is okay but if u need me to change anything lmk!!

[kentruth]

*  CLOSED  /   ZATANNA !  [  @zvtvnnas​  ]

❝  ZEE !  ❞  it wasn’t just excitement behind his voice, but relief.  clark’s greeting of zatanna had been by far the most enthusiastic reunion he’s had so far, if only because he believed her to be the ideal candidate to know just what the hell was going on here. portals generally happened because of two things  :  technology,  or magic.  having ruled out the first, he is hopeful that zatanna might help illuminate him on the second.  ❝  you won’t believe how good it is to see you, i’m so glad you’re here. ❞  clark says while breathing out, shoulders relaxing as a smile spreads across his lips.  ❝  unless… you’re not here for some nefarious reason, right?  you’re alright?  how are you doing? i should have asked that first. ❞

#𝗮 𝘀𝘆𝗺𝗯𝗼𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 | ic #feat. zatanna

[kentruth]

*  CLOSED   /   HARLEY  ! [  @haharleys​  ] 

❝  i’m not here to fight you.  ❞  the man in blue tells her promptly, holding up both his hands in truce.  SUPERMAN descends to the ground slowly, landing on both his feet right before the woman.  ❝  just wanna make sure you’re alright. ❞  an unusual thing for a hero to do with a known villain, but he’d never really operated in ways that were expected.  ❝  if you’re here, it means you went through that portal, right? how has that been working out for you? everything good? i haven't heard any news of anyone going on rampants with a baseball bat, so i'm assuming you've been on good behavior.  ❞

#𝗮 𝘀𝘆𝗺𝗯𝗼𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 | ic #feat. harley #if this doesnt work for you lmk i'll change it asap!!

[kentruth]

*  CLOSED  /  @damvges​ .  ––  a HERO comes home . 

Clark tried his best not to be the judgmental type, but there were certain things that pushed his limits. For example, the deplorable state of the place that his sons were supposedly living in. Acute sense of smell was not one of his skills, and he is extremely grateful for it as he makes his way through the door and is instantly assaulted by the stench of whatever Kon’s bachelor pad was.  “Conner!”  Clark calls out through his grimace, eyes wide and disapproving as they try to take in every last bit of the horror of the house too quickly.  “What is that smell?! Did something die in here?”  Other than Clark's peace of mind, that is. 

#𝗮 𝘀𝘆𝗺𝗯𝗼𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 | ic #feat. conner #you get disapproving dad