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squirtle-path · 9 months

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Fanfic writers: Hello, welcome to ao3 what can I get started for you?

Me *speaks into com*: Hi I'd like to order some uh... superbat please...

Fanfic writers: small medium or large???

Me: oh, I didn't know you had options

#superbat #timkon #jondami #clark kent/bruce wayne #kara danvers/ kate kane #swear all the bats have a thing for supers #except jason #he has a thing for amazons i guess

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emperorsfoot · 5 months

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one of the things I love about the SueprBat ship is that Bruce's most attractive feature, his wealth, has no affect on Clark

Clark Kent grew up in a small town in rural America. he is used to living without luxury and has no reason to seek it. add that to the fact that if Clark did want wealth and luxury, he could easily create his own. This is a man who can crush coal into diamonds, remember.

this is great for Bruce because it means that he can be secure in the knowledge that Clark loves him for him and not for his money.

this is also terrible for Bruce, because he does not know how to date someone without showering them with his wealth

#or getting tied up on roof tops #I suppose #batman #superman #superbat #superbats #Clark Kent #clark kent/bruce wayne #bruce wayne/clark kent #bruce/clark #clark/bruce #dc comics #headcanon

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marzbarsjupiter · 2 months

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Superbat, Batman in Fuzzy socks/ Bruce took Clarks pink fuzzy socks and refuses to return them.

And yes, yes it is a Cannabis leaf cup. Jason gave it to him.🙃

#superbat #bruce wayne #clark kent #clark kent/bruce wayne #batman/superman #superman/batman #superman #batman #brucie wayne

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mlmshipbracket · 7 months

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ROUND TWO: POLL #5

ROUND 2 ALL POLLS [HERE]

PROPAGANDA BELOW

Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne:

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Eric “Bitty” Bittle/Jack Zimmermann:

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gayjaytodd · 10 months

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Damian: Father, why does Superman call you 'babygirl'?

Bruce, sweating: how about we stop talking for a little while.

#is this anything #superbat #batman/superman #clark kent/bruce wayne #incorrect superbat #swear to god I am two episodes of btas away from just becoming a fulltime batman blogger #a mark original tm #dcu #damian wayne #bruce wayne #bat wayne #lmao

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fuckyeahficrec · 1 year

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Superbat (Clark Kent / Bruce Wayne)

I will add more in a near future

Please, give me suggestions for this blog and submit your own fics

These are listed by size - wordcount

This might as well happen - by NoLifeOnMars - Rating: Mature - Words: 1227

Summary: We all know that one tumblr FMK post, this was written ages ago but I wanna post it now,

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Bruce wanted to die, or at least that's how watching the Justice league play fuck marry kill felt.

Damn Superman for suggesting Bruce Wayne,

Damn Superman for getting the leaguers drunk enough to play fuck marry kill,

and Damn Superman for describing Bruce's ass like it was a piece of art in front of him!

I’m Freaking Out, Clark. - by piratesquared - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 1511

Summary: Bruce Wayne learns of his own feelings for Superman. They hit him like a train. He is not chill about it on a roof.

Space cellmates - by BoredomBeckons - Rating: General - Words: 2393

Summary: Superman is kidnapped by aliens whilst conducting an interview as Clark Kent. He feels guilty about the poor civilian who got caught up in this mess with him.

“Mr Wayne. Please take this seriously.” “I take everything seriously Superman. I’m Batman.” “Look, it’s obvious you don’t believe me…” “I do believe you.” “…but I really am Superman, and I want you to know that whatever happens I will do my best to protect you.” “Since your powers are being hindered it seems to me that I’ll be the one protecting you.” “Right,” Clark sighed, not bothering to argue. “Because I’m Batman.” “Sure.”

Citrus - by elizabethgee - Rating: Explicit - Words: 2855

Summary: He’s being grumpy— he knows he is— but for some reason he can’t stop. Maybe it’s the crowds of people with their too strong perfumes and whispering, plotting voices. Maybe it’s the fact that he sticks out amidst the royalty of Gotham with his plain clothes and worn shoes. Maybe it’s the man leaning against Bruce— touching him, and laughing in his ear, and giving him bedroom eyes… // Wherein someone flirts with Bruce, and Clark gets jealous.

Leap of Faith - by Arwriter - Rating: Not Rated - Words: 3472

Summary: Bruce knows this is how things will always go. No matter what he does, no matter how good he tries to be, no matter how safe he might feel for a few precious weeks, it will always come back to this.

It's his fault, anyway. He should have known better than to make Superman so angry.

Baser Instincts - by Batsymomma11 - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 3602

Summary: Clark and Bruce aren't exactly together, but they aren't exactly...not either. Clark finds himself struggling with a vicious jealous-streak when it appears he and Bruce aren't on the same page.

part of the job description - by soetry - Rating: Explicit - Words: 3620

Summary: Clark attempted to flatten his hair and adjust his pants before he looked up, arching an eyebrow. "Do bodyguards usually do that?"

Where Clark is working undercover as Bruce Wayne's bodyguard and Bruce reaps the benefits of it.

[it’s not] obligation - by TheCourtSorcerer - Rating: Explicit - Words: 4053

Summary: He raised a gloved hand to grab Clark’s chin and tilted his own head back, looking down his nose at the Kryptonian. He pitched his voice lower when he spoke again, voice more of a murmur than anything, “I’ve wanted to help you for a very long time—” Clark took a sharp, aborted breath. “—so, tell me what you need, so I can.” A moment passed in tense silence, before Clark slumped down, his shoulders sagging.“You.”

When Clark discovers a new part of his Kryptonian biology and runs away to the Fortress without a word to anyone, Bruce tracks him down to help him through it.

All It Takes is a Nudge - by gaysandberries - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 4060

Summary: Bruce Wayne has a new lover -- or so Clark Kent thinks. Things at the Watchtower just got a hell of a lot more awkward.

In which Batman tries to protect Superman, and Superman keeps misunderstanding.

how to confess your love, as written by clark kent - by scarletazure - Rating: General - Words: 4106

Summary: 1. Take a step back. Be rational for a moment, and take stock of the situation. If you truly think that you are romantically in love with this person, you should tell them. However, it is important to consider the gravity of your words—ask yourself if there’s a realistic chance that they love you back. Realistic? Well, you’ve never done realistic all that well anyway. The head and the heart, Gotham and Metropolis, shadow and light, yin and yang; that’s a role reserved for him, not you. The idealist. The optimist.

In other words: Clark Kent writes a WikiHow article on How to Confess Your Love to Your Best Friend (who also happens to be Batman).

Rainy Days - by Mawiiish - Rating: General - Words: 4197

Summary: He nearly drops his jaw at the sight that greets him. He expected- well, he doesn’t really know what or who he expected but Bruce Wayne hauling himself through his window soaking wet was not it. OR: Clark's been hurt in a fight and Bruce Wayne - not Batman - shows up at his bedroom window.

Packing Nonstandard Equipment - by susiecarter - Rating: Explicit - Words: 4590

Summary: Caution: handle with care. The unexpected and unlooked-for (but not, in the end, unwelcome) complexities of banging Clark Kent.

Injuries - by Lord_Izhan04 - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 4934

Summary: Clark did not usually meddle in other people's affairs, except in four cases:

- The person in question explicitly asked for his help.

- It was part of his job as a reporter.

- It was part of his job as Superman.

- Or Clark simply noticed that the person needed the help, even if they didn't ask for it.

The last case was related to Bruce Wayne, of all people. He hadn't expected to see him so wounded underneath his expensive suits, almost in a way that was unbearable to the human body. The last thing I expected was for Batman to be the cause of those injuries. Clark, with all the pain in the world, had to put a stop to it. The League was going to make a mockery of this for a long time to come.

All About The Little Things - by candlelight660 - Rating: Explicit - Words: 5154

Summary: Bruce sighs, which is more of a moan than an exhale, and uses all of his force to grab Clark’s wrist. It would bruise sourly on others but it is just pressure for Man of Steel. At least that’s what Bruce thinks. Clark, on the other hand, must be thinking something else.

Clark has a thing for Bruce's strength. That's it, that's the whole fic.

Bruce Wayne doesn’t get jealous - by Mawiiish - Rating: General - Words: 5207

Summary: Bruce Wayne does not get jealous. Even if he did, it wouldn't be over Clark. They're friends, nothing more. So why does he feel like screaming every time Clark mentions Lois' name? See, it’s not that Bruce doesn’t get where Jay is coming from. He is not the first of Bruce’s children to point out that Bruce has a certain… soft spot for Clark. Even Bruce is willing to admit it himself; Clark is his friend. His best friend. A good man, who cares for his family and Bruce’s too. Someone who would do anything Bruce ever asked. Clark is Bruce’s best friend, who just so happens to be dating Lois Lane.

Bruce Fucking with the JLA - by littlegh0st - Rating: Not Rated - Words: 5403

Summary: Bruce finds endless amusement in using his public Brucie Wayne persona to mess with JLA.

Or, Bruce and Clark's developing relationship as seen through snapshots of Bruce being a little shit.

all these love lines are taking shape - by fishfoods - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 5543

Summary: Clark's stare drops as soon as he sees the flowers, his expression shifting towards something Bruce would call both confusion and endearment. "Are those-" Clark pauses, eyes flickering back up to meet Bruce's. "You brought me roses?"

(They're not so good at the whole relationship thing-but they're trying. And that's what counts, right?)

Peculiar Perks - by IcedLemonade - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 5949

Summary: Clark has always been different from humans. Why shouldn't he be? He's an alien after all, one of the two remaining kryptonians in the universe. Apart from the very obvious differences (laser eyes, unbreakable skin, etc.), Bruce has come to notice a few other subtle yet baffling characteristics of Clark over the course of dating him. This is a collection of some moments where Bruce seriously doubts his sanity because his boyfriend is an alien and does weird alien things. Sometimes on accident, other times just to annoy him for fun.

All of You - by Leo_Our_Queen, Trinket - Rating: Explicit - Words: 6562

Summary: Clark has been hiding something and Bruce is determined to get to the bottom of it. But once Bruce learns what it is, he just can't help himself from invading Clark's privacy. The whole ordeal leads to serious confrontation but an understanding revelation.

don’t push me (cause i’m close to the edge) - by LinguisticJubilee - Rating: General - Words: 7539

Summary: Kara huffs out a breath in frustration. “Every Kryptonian has a heartsong. And they’re beautiful, but when you listen to one on its own it feels like something is missing. It’s like...they have something like this too, right?” She gestures outward impatiently, and Bruce forces himself not to flinch at her casual use of they. “Only they have words written down instead.”

“Soulmates,” Clark says, his voice strained.

The word hits Bruce like a bullet through the lung. He keeps his face perfectly relaxed, his heartbeat calm and regular, as he realizes (too late, he's always too late) that he should have expected this all along.

Alright - by Big_Gay_Bitch - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 8220

Summary: When Batman sets off his emergency beacon after being late for a meeting Superman gets worried, but when he and a few others head into Gotham to see if they can help the run into a vigilante they've never met before. What is he doing in Gotham? Where did all these other vigilantes come from? And, more importantly, will Batman be okay?

fewer mysteries in the world - by soetry - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 8457

Summary: “Don't you still need to pick a date for the wedding?” grumbled Bruce.

“Pick a date?” said Clark cheerfully. “I was planning on taking you.”

Banana Muffin - by Mawiiish - Rating: General - Words: 8856

Summary: Bruce is poisoned at yet another gala and he calls for the only person he can trust enough to get him to safety, secret identities be damned. So why is he being taken away by some stranger and where is Superman?

Bruce frowns and tries to focus his swimming vision. Something isn’t right. This isn’t the bright blue and red he’s been mentally preparing for. The material is all wrong and it feel scratchy brushing against his skin. Superman’s suit isn’t scratchy. It’s smooth and comforting to touch; whatever he’s touching isn’t. This isn’t Superman, this is that stranger and his weird suit. It’s- it is- “So ugly,” Bruce mumbles at the offending greyish brown fabric he’s got his cheek pressed against.

Traditions tricks and turkey - by somagni - Rating: General - Words: 9282

Summary: Every year Bruce Wayne and his family participate in the turkey trot a charity run that raises money for the Gotham youth center. It's been a few years since Clark has gone to cheer his friend on. Somethings never change, somethings should.

Dilectus Meus Mihi - by Mithen - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 10934

Summary: Clark Kent has lost all his memories of being Superman, and Bruce Wayne must retrain him in the use of his powers. But his super-powered identity isn't all he's forgotten...

how to preform an exorcism (five easy steps!) - by soetry - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 10956

Summary: “Bruce,” Clark finally said, brokenly. “I love you.”

Oh no, thought Bruce. He's possessed.

Fake Empires - by copperbadge - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 11730

Summary: Bruce Wayne can't possibly be as dumb as he acts, and Clark Kent isn't as ordinary as he appears.

Human - by JustAJellyfish, nabawrites - Rating: Mature - Words: 11966

Summary: Clark is tired of watching Bruce walk around in pain. So naturally, he does something about it.

I only want you - by Mawiiish - Rating: General - Words: 13034

Summary: Bruce discovers a passion of Clark's that he never expected and now he can't stop thinking about Clark's hands in his hair. Good thing his stylist is on maternity leave. He's a creature of habit, he can't just find another stylist to fill in; he doesn't trust strangers - what's a poor billionaire to do?

Bruce can’t stop thinking about it though. He tries to get rid of the entire Clark-cutting-hair phenomenon, but it becomes an obsessive thought in his mind. He dreams of Clark’s hands in his hair, sliding down his neck, scratching at his scalp and while it is nowhere near the dirtiest dream he’s had of Clark, he still wakes up hard and wanting. The humiliation should be punishment enough, but of course it doesn’t stop there. When has Batman ever done anything half-heartedly?

The Benefits of Optimism - by 1863 - Rating: Explicit - Words: 14560

Summary: It's a noteworthy week when getting body-swapped isn't the most surprising thing that happens.

Talk Science To Me - by profoundalpacakitten - Rating: Explicit - Words: 15011

Summary: Clark has a problem. A can't-have-sex-because-of-his-indestructible-body problem. Bruce has yet to encounter a problem he can't fix by applying enough brainpower to it.

a lot - by susiecarter - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 15299

Summary: Bruce and Clark deal with kryptonite, get a coffee, are undercover, share a bed, face off against some tentacles, have feelings about holograms, and dream together.

Or: six times Superbat didn't quite happen, plus the time it finally did.

kissing, kissed - by susiecarter - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 16300

Summary: Bruce and Clark work together, make use of x-ray vision, maintain an unexpectedly necessary pretense, get the better of magic, get the better of "science", buddy-breathe—and then, finally, kiss.

Or: six times Bruce and Clark kissed for ~reasons, plus the first time they did it just because they wanted to.

Beneath The Mask - by Mawiiish - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 22303

Summary: Clark attends a masquerade where a handsome stranger saves him from a handsy lady. The handsome stranger isn't a stranger at all, although he acts like it. Bruce Wayne flirts with him like they don't know each other, but Clark would know that chin anywhere; would know that heartbeat from anyone else's. So why is Batman really flirting with him?

Relinquishing Control - by foxyk - Rating: Explicit - Words: 25508

Summary: Superman worries that if he lets go he'll injure his partner. Batman knows better.

Batman worries that if he lets someone else in, he'll hurt them. Superman knows better.

AUs (Alternative Universes)

Fade Into a Dream - by rotasha - Rating: Mature - Words: 17105

AU - Soulmates

Summary: Bruce Wayne has always known he’d end up with Clark Kent. He knows because Clark Kent shows up in his dreams.

Bruce and Clark’s soulmate relationship, told through their shared dreams.

Series

Lightning and Time - by Mithen - Words: 9697 - 2 Parts (Both Teen and Up)

losing you - by starshotplagues - Words: 22336 - 2 Parts (1 is Explicit, 2 is Mature)

unofficially official - by Tootired4life - Words: 26422 - 15 Parts (1, 8, 11, 12, 14 and 15 are General, the rest are Not Rated)

#clark kent/bruce wayne #superbat #superman/batman #clark kent x bruce wayne #superman x batman #clark kent #bruce wayne #superman #batman #dc comics #dc entertainment #dc fic rec #superbat fic rec #fic rec #fic recommendation

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msfcatlover · 1 year

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Me: *reads exactly one (1) superbat fic where Clark half-jokingly tells Bruce that Clark’s never kissed anyone taller than him before so it might take them a few tries to really get the hang of it*

Me: *is never satisfied with any “Clark is taller than Bruce” headcanons or canon ever again*

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superbattrash · 1 year

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Superbat: Safe Flight

Alternative title: another bridal carry fic, how original

Hi, this is for that sweet anon, who wanted more angry bridal carry Bruce. Enjoy! <3

“Don’t,” Bruce mutters.

“I didn’t say anything,” Clark says, despite his entire frame shaking with suppressed laughter.

“I can feel you laughing.”

“It’s not my fault you’re so close,” Clark singsongs as he tightens his arms. He’s enjoying his win way too much.

“Then carry me some other way,” Bruce demands. He squirms around in Clark’s arms but there’s no way for him to move around much in this position.

“I thought we concluded this was the most efficient way to carry you,” Clark says and he’s doing that thing with his eyes where you know he’s being earnest and truthful and Bruce wants him to drop him so he can fall to his death.

Bruce harrumphs which is enough to let Clark know he’s won. At least it’s usually enough to have him end the conversation, but not today, of course not. Why make it any easier on Bruce than he absolutely has to? Clark needs to take things just a little further.

“At least I covered you with my cape,” he says helpfully.

Like that’s any comfort.

“Why you do that, I have no idea,” Bruce mutters. It’s not like Clark has to wrap people in his cape. Bruce doesn’t do that whenever he saves someone. There are other ways to make sure people are kept safe. Shields for example or any other type of weapon or gear. Or in this particular case Clark could simply fly backwards.

“It’s to protect you from the wind,” Clark explains like Bruce isn’t already aware of this fact.

“I have my own cape, Kal,” he says, because he has to say something. He knows he’s just being difficult, but he isn’t happy with this situation, not at all. There’s a reason he usually says no to Clark.

“Well, mine is prettier.” Bruce let’s out another grunt and Clark grins like he just won a particularly amazing contest. “Red looks really good on you.”

“Shut up,” Bruce mumbles and crosses his arms tighter over his chest. There’s no need for it – he’s wrapped in Clark’s cape after all – but the movement makes him feel better. He’s physically telling Clark this isn’t alright with him which is the entire point.

He should’ve said no. He should’ve insisted, actually, but he doesn’t have the batwing nearby and he still hasn’t installed any type of wings into his suit. It’s an error he’ll rectify as soon as he’s home; there’s no way he’s letting Clark carry him home like this ever again.

It’s not even like he can blame Clark; Bruce did sort of willingly let him carry him home. Usually, he’d never approve such a humiliating scenario unless extremely necessary to his own survival but today’s different. Today he’s late for an event and even if he could magically find a way to the gala and get his hands on a proper suit, he’s soaking wet. Aquaman better handle the rest of the flooding or Bruce will be so pissed. He nearly drowned! There’s no way he’s going to let Arthur live that down. Stupid unreliable water-powers.

Either way Bruce has accepted a ride from Clark, and they did agree that this was the least humiliating way for them to travel. Now that he’s squished up against Clark’s chest Bruce is starting to second-guess their decision though. Clark’s heart is steady, his chest broad and warm and Bruce is terrifyingly aware of how easy it would be to settle against him and doze off. He blames this week’s lack of sleep for his thoughts.

“It’s still a long way home,” Clark comments like he’s been reading Bruce’s mind. “You can relax, you know?”

“I am relaxed.”

“My neck hurts just looking at you,” he tries. It’s a semi-successful strategy; Bruce is much more inquired to listen if it’s about someone else’s discomfort. Not today though.

“Look away then,” he says and turns his head away. Just because he’s stuck against Clark’s chest doesn’t mean he has to look at his face. His very attractive, very close face. God, if he didn’t have such extreme control over every single physical reaction of his body, he might’ve done something stupid. Like press his cheek against Clark’s shoulder. Or tilt his head up enough that he could reach Clark’s lips with his own and- nope, not going there. Lack of sleep is horrible for the brain, Bruce’s even more so.

“Bruce,” Clark says and there’s a scolding tone to his voice. It’s his ‘I wish you would just listen to me, it’s for your own good’ voice. He uses it more with Bruce than anyone else on the team.

“What.” Bruce still doesn’t look at him. There is a good chance he’ll feel those pesky butterflies in his stomach if he looks into Clark’s eyes right now. He’s not a teenager, this isn’t a silly crush. There’s no reason for butterflies, yet he still hasn’t found a way to get rid of them. In fact, they only seem to increase the more time he spends with Clark. Which is a lot. They are teammates, after all.

“We’re several hundred feet in the air,” Clark points out. He’s stopped trying to catch Bruce’s eyes at least.

“I’m aware,” Bruce says.

“There’s nobody else around,” Clark continues.

“I know.”

“I’m holding you in my arms,” he says, and Bruce wants to roll out of said arms and fall all those hundred feet just so he doesn’t have to be a part of this conversation. It’s almost like Clark is trying to get Bruce to confess. All that’s left is candles and soft music and it’d be as perfect as it gets.

“Yes,” he says instead of voicing any of his panic.

“The least you could do is try to enjoy it,” Clark says.

See that’s the problem right there. It would be way too easy to enjoy this, to get used to it. To accept Clark’s offer once or twice and then suddenly every other time he asks. Soon Bruce will start expecting Clark to fly him home and then he’ll start to offer Clark a cup of coffee before he leaves. Clark will be too polite to refuse, and Bruce will get used to his company. Will crave it and miss it. Miss him.

There is absolutely no reason for Bruce to kickstart the process his feelings are already doing their very best to never let him forget.

“Enjoy being suspended in the air?” In your strong arms, so close to you that I can feel the heat of your body, the strong beat of your heart. “Sure thing, Kal. I’ll get right on that.”

“You don’t have to put up a front, Bruce,” Clark sighs. “I know you’re exhausted. I can feel it in your entire body.”

“Don’t do that,” Bruce says gruffly.

“Do what?”

“Don’t… read me.” It makes it seem like you care about me. “It’s creepy.”

“I’m sorry,” Clark says quietly. “I’m just worried about you.”

“I’m fine.” He really is. Or at least he will be, as soon as he’s back on the ground on his own two feet.

He’s been getting more and more obsessed with these thoughts of Clark recently and he knows it’s only a matter of time before he says or does something stupid. Confessing is out of the question – there’s no way he’ll ever risk losing Clark’s friendship because of some foolish feelings – and it’s not like he can actually decide when he sees Clark. They work together, they’re the founders of the League. They have a responsibility to the team and each other. Not even the minimal possibility of Clark not rejecting him is worth jeopardizing that.

There are a few moments of silence before Bruce realizes that Clark hasn’t said anything back. He doesn’t usually give up this easily, but perhaps they’re both a little off today. He dares a glance towards Clark’s face and ignores the soaring of wings in his stomach. Clark is looking straight ahead, his mouth set in a tight line.

Oh. He’s upset.

Rightfully so if Bruce is really honest with himself. He’s being carried several hundred miles home – superstrength or not, Clark is carrying his full weight and flying slow enough that the wind won’t hurt Bruce at all. He’s wrapped Bruce in his cape, he’s trying to take care of him in his own way.

And Bruce… Bruce is too caught up in his own stupid feelings to make even the smallest of efforts. If he wasn’t well in his thirties, he might’ve just ignored it and pretended not to notice (youth is a strong, although shitty, excuse), but this is Clark. Sweet, caring Clark, who would move literal mountains for Bruce if he asked.

Bruce squirms around some more; he really can’t move around well when he’s burrito’ed into Clark’s cape. He wiggles his shoulders around so much that Clark stops in the middle of the sky.

“Are you uncomfortable?” he asks, because of course he does. He can’t ever not be nice and caring. Which is probably why Bruce likes him so much.

“No,” Bruce says softly and decides to hell with it. He flops his face onto Clark’s shoulder and nuzzles at it. He is reminded of Selina’s cats but tries not to think too much of it. “Sorry for being… like that.” It sounds better than ‘an asshole’ but somehow loses some of its strength. It’s better than nothing though.

“You’re like that a lot these days,” Clark says carefully. He starts flying again. “Are you sure you’re alright?”

“Yes,” Bruce says and then because he can’t keep pushing everything away: “Just a lot on my mind.”

“You can talk to me; you know that right?”

“You make that abundantly clear.” It’s supposed to come out sharp and a little sarcastic, but instead it just sounds soft and grateful, which… isn’t too bad, Bruce supposes.

“I’m going to keep reminding you though,” Clark says, and Bruce can tell by the movement of his chin that he’s smiling again. Good.

“I know.”

Flying Air Superman is much faster than any other type of transportation and within the hour Clark sets Bruce down on the manor’s grounds, very aware of not being visible from outside the fence surrounding the entire property. Or, well, he tries to set Bruce down. Getting unwrapped from the cape is a little tricky. While Bruce prides himself on being rather elegant in most cases, not even Batman can get unwrapped from a giant piece of fabric while being put on the ground without stumbling a little. Cue Clark’s very capable hands grabbing his elbow and making sure he doesn’t fall flat on his face.

While Bruce is grateful, he’s also acutely aware of how close Clark is. Somehow, it’s worse (better?) than when Bruce was pressed against his chest. This feels much more insistent than simply being in Clark’s arms. Bruce takes a small step back, proving to both himself and Clark that he can indeed stand on his own two legs, contrary to what his little side-step-dancing just showed. He finally untangles himself from Clark’s cape, pushing the fabric off his shoulders before handing it to Clark.

“Red really does suit you,” Clark says fondly before he clasps it onto his shoulders again. It’s a design he’s gotten from Bruce’s cape – very neat to be able to detach the thing in emergencies. Or if you want to wrap your best friend in it.

“Shut up,” Bruce echoes his earlier response, although his words are much less sharp this time around. It’s clear that Clark notices because his smile grows even if he doesn’t say anything.

Bruce looks towards the door. He’s still in the suit but it’s still early evening. He has a few hours to kill before he has patrol. He could go for a cup of tea in the study.

Don’t invite him in, don’t invite him in, don’t offer him a cup of-

“I was going to have a cup of tea,” Bruce says and doesn’t bite his own tongue off, despite his inherent need to do so. “If you’d like one?”

“Oh, yeah, that-” Clark starts and then promptly stops. He tilts his head just slightly to the side, but Bruce knows that look. Has seen it more times than he can count.

“Emergency?” he asks.

“A fire in Australia,” Clark says. He sounds sorry.

“Go,” Bruce says with a flip of his wrist. Clark looks like he wants to say something but then closes his mouth and nods before taking off. Bruce sighs. Better this way; he’s pretty sure his lack of sleep might’ve turned into a lack of brain-to-mouth filter.

He’s still going to sit down for a cup of tea. First, he has to change though. Clark’s cape might have kept him fairly warm but the evening winds of Gotham are unforgiving and he hurries inside.

Later that evening when he’s nestled in his favorite chair with a steaming cup of tea in his hands Bruce gets a text – and he usually doesn’t text with anyone but his kids these days, so he’s surprised to find it’s from Clark.

Would love a cup of tea next time. Are you free tomorrow? :)

Bruce smiles softly and for once doesn’t curse the butterflies in his stomach. It’ll be okay, it’s just a cup of tea. What could happen from a cup of tea?

#misha writes #superbat #superbat fanfiction #silly little cracky thing #Superman/Batman #superman x batman #Clark Kent/bruce wayne #Clark Kent x bruce wayne

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ao3feed-superbat · 2 months

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read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/xrqmYVT by Speechless_since_1998 “What would you think about a little brother?” Jason blinked. Bruce ran a hand over his face. Clark really didn't want to let it go, huh? He was about to intervene when his son blurted out, “You got Bruce pregnant?!” "No!" Bruce immediately exclaimed. “Jason, we're both men.” “Hey, he's an alien. How do I know how it works! Oh god, Dickhead is going to go crazy…” "Nobody's pregnant," Bruce sighed, suddenly feeling very old. “We met a kid tonight and Clark thinks I should take him in.” “Let me guess… he has black hair.” “Yes,” Clark replied. "Blue eyes?" Jason asked again. “Yes.” “Traumatized and weirdo?” Clark thought about it before saying, “I'm not sure if he's traumatized, but he's definitely a…peculiar kid. He follows Batman to take photos to put on his Tumblr blog… ” “He's definitely a weirdo,” Jason concluded. - There's nothing to do. You have a type, Bruce.” (In which Tim gets discovered by Batman and Superman and Clark can't leave a mini Bruce on the loose) Words: 2293, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), DCU (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent Relationships: Tim Drake & Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent & Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne Additional Tags: Kid Fic, Kid Tim Drake, Tim Drake Joins the Batfamily Early, Clark Kent Loves Bruce Wayne, Crack Treated Seriously, Family Shenanigans, Father-Son Relationship, Bruce Wayne Tries to Be a Good Parent, Implied Relationships, Almost Kiss, Cute, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/xrqmYVT

#ao3feed #superbat #world's finest #Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne #Bruce Wayne/Clark Kent

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capfalcon · 2 years

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dont mind me im just crying about how a fundamental part of superbat is saying "you're worthy of love intrinsically and I'll do it regardless of what you say" and also believing that love is earned and unlearning that

bruce, who fundamentally doesn't like himself, who doesn't trust himself, who assumes/assesses the worst in other people because he cannot see the best in even himself.

clark, who has to save everybody, who feels the weight of everyone on his shoulders, who is beloved because he is useful. clark, who has to be benevolent and good and kind. clark, who can't have a bad day.

and they're both superheroes, yes, but in such reflective ways. batman is a superhero, but he is also an enforcer, a watchman, a guard. his existence is predicated on the fact that gotham needs watching, that it is this land of despair and less than fortunate people. superman, on the other hand, is a savior. he's a protector, not a guard. it's semantics, sure, but i think it matters.

and superbat, as a whole, them loving one another, is based upon bruce understanding that clark, somehow, isn't like him. that clark doesn't see every potential outcome, that clark doesn't look for the worst in people, he looks for the best. and it's also about bruce saying i will love you for that alone. you can't save everyone, and you shouldn't have to. i will love you as clark kent, as superman, in your entirety. i will love you for who you are, in your darkness and at your most beloved. i will let you be whoever you are, and i will love whoever that is.

and clark, looking at bruce and seeing, not only the good, but the bad as well. understanding that, the pain and suffering and anger. clark, understanding that, and likewise, letting bruce be as he is. loving him not in spite of the world he inhabits and the roles he plays, but for the man who feels it necessary. for the one who wants justice, because he didn't get it. for the man who is, at heart, good. Clark, who thinks everyone is fundamentally capable of goodness, looking at bruce and seeing all the goodness he can carry.

both of them loving one another because they can't not.

#literally crying about it!#superbat #clark kent/bruce wayne #batman #superman #jordan talks

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worldsfinestgays · 1 year

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"Batman and Superman fought a lot when they first met!" ACTUALLY when Bruce Wayne met superman he went home, put his head on the batdesk and played Hero by Enrique Iglesias 42 times in a row

#superbat #hero #alfred wasnt sure if this was a good development at first #but who can hate Clark Kent Farmboy Wonder #clark kent/bruce wayne

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bisayawa · 1 year

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i wouldn't mind spending forever with you

small superbat thing :3

bruce startles from his seat beside clark; the book in his hands forgotten.

"i ― uh..." clark's face goes red, from chin to forehead.

"forever?" bruce is thankful his voice doesn't break. he didn't think he'd be crying on a lazy saturday with the love of his life but such unexpected things should be expected form the life he leads.

"i didn't mean ― no, i do but ― oh!" clark's eyes are welling up with tears as well.

it was involuntary? his confession, his admission, a tiny prayer just for clark & the world, a string of words, to be with bruce forever... he wasn't even thinking about it? he just said what his heart was beating out?

"oh, bruce." clark seemingly took his silence for something deadly. "i'm sorry ―"

"no!" the bookmark is falling from the novel. "no, it's alright. clark... i wouldn't mind spending forever with you, too."

you make life easy. you make life colorful. you make me smile at inopportune moments. i look in the mirror & see the laugh lines you put on me. you're an orange wedge in the morning. you're light in the shape of my beloved.

all these things he couldn't seem to say, too heavy on his lips to muster. he hopes the beat of his heart is enough to speak it for him.

"bruce," clark takes away his glasses & wipes at the tears in his eyes. "i don't ― i didn't want to spring the question out like this. i don't even have a ring yet."

"we'll get one." bruce found the words breezing out, through the tightness of his throat & the curve of his lips. he was almost shaking. "we'll get one, and we'll spend forever together. that's the plan, isn't it?"

clark sniffs & stares.

bruce is smiling. it reaches his eyes, crinkling the corners with dimples. the usually harsh lines of his face ease into bright levity, into something so soft.

"that's the plan," clark chuckles.

#superbat #clark kent/bruce wayne #im scared of the source material bc these bitches have had gay tension for like 70 yrs or smth #superbat fanfiction #my fic.

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plaudiusplants · 5 months

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You ever think about a superbat telling of Orpheus and Eurydice? Capes or no capes, Clark Kent is lost to the world, or in magical peril, or maybe just lost, and Bruce Wayne cannot abide this. He cannot allow this world to exist without Clark Kent. Robin may be the light that casts Batman's shadow, but Clark is the optimism of the entire world. His parents raised him so well that he has the powers of a god and he still chooses to be kind enough to have a tea party with a little kid. And so Bruce goes to the appropriate authorities and pleads his case. He offers money, resources, in quantities unmatchable. They decline. He offers himself, one hostage for another. They decline. He offers himself again, his identity as Batman, his company, his city. They decline. All they want, they say, is to see him trust fully. Trust that Clark will follow him to safety. Trust that there are no tricks here; that no replacement who will come to take Clark's place; that Clark will follow. He may not turn, he may not glance, he may not follow his thousand instincts telling him to check that Clark really is following or he forfeits Clark forever, not only lost to him but to the whole world. And what else can he do but agree? He begins to walk

#orpheus and eurydice #superbat #clark kent/bruce wayne #superman #batman #my writing #ficlet

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ace-t-fic · 1 year

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Only the love of my life can scare me to death

Bruce: *labored sigh* Listen, what happened with Lex- it scared me.... I'm never scared.

Clark: *inching closer* Are you saying what I think you're saying, Bruce?

Bruce: Yeah, Clark. I think I am.

#superbat #superbat incorrect qoutes #clark x bruce #clark kent/bruce wayne #ckbw #bruce kent

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