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butcherlarry · 2 months

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you’re doing important work with your recs and i admire you greatly 🫡 i will ask tho if you have any good superbat recs that feature pining (can be mutual or not), angst, enemies to friends to lovers, past relationships, or slow burn?

Let's see what I can dig up for you anon :)

slow dancing in the dark by scarletazure - for your pining request, this was the first fic that came to mind for me. Also a bit a of a slow burn too! Bruce and Clark get temporary amnesia, bone, get their memories back, and then deal with FEELINGS. I remember reading an update to this fic after a 11+ hour car drive home. It was a balm to my SOUL.

Rumor Has It by rotasha - Friends to lovers and pining! Bruce comes out as bi and Clark has to deal with this, especially since he's been pining for Bruce for a while

how to perform an exorcism (five easy steps!) by soetry - Clark confesses his love to Bruce. This obviously means that Clark is possessed.

find someone who will stand between your legs by amosanguis - Pining and a bit of slow burn. Also idiots in love, which I consider a subsect of friends to lovers. Ten incidents where Clark had to stand in between Bruce's legs

over this threshold by orphean - Bruce and Clark get married for tax reasons. Shenanigans ensue :)

The Odyssey of Bryce Wayne series by Tatsumaki_sama - This has a bit of everything, pining, friends to lovers, past relationships, getting back together, slow (ish) burn. With the added bonus of a gender bent Bruce!

push the sky away by bleakmidwinter - Pining and a bit of slow burn, friends to lovers. Batman and Superman come to an agreement to cuddle a certain times to get over some touch starvation :) :) :)

Wham Bam Shang-A-Lang by ShowMeAHero - Pining, slow burn, and not quite enemies to lovers, but more of a grumpy black cat learns to befriend a cheerful golden retriever. No capes AU, Bruce and Clark are university professors.

The Xenomorality Hypothesis, Revisited by MaskoftheRay - Enemies to lovers, a bit of a slow burn too. A canon divergency of Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice.

Love, Conquering by MaskoftheRay - A Krypton survives AU, but Krypton conquers Earth! Some enemies to friends to lovers and bit of a slow burn.

a song came after by susiecarter - The aftermath of Bruce being trapped in a machine where he had a relationship with Clark. So much pining! Especially on Bruce's end!

the cost of being a good dad by Mawiiish - Slow burn! With a side of identity porn and misunderstandings! Bruce's kids thinks he needs to start dating, so they set him up on a date with a hot reporter named Clark without his knowledge. Despite this, Bruce and Clark decide to give this dating thing a shot. Shenanigans (and feelings) ensue.

Happy reading!

#asks #superbat #superman #batman #bruce wayne #clark kent #fic recs #fic rec list #fanfic recs #OH SHIT I MISSED THE WHOLE ANGST THING #but don't worry! there is plenty of angst to be had in most (if not all) of these fics :)

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acarrcreations · 3 months

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The bad ending

Idea for comic came from @crashpl

#Clark is fine don't worry about him :) :)#acarrcreations #rayman #rayman 2 #comic #rayman fanart

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popchoc · 23 days

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"That thing you said, about being a leader," Clarke breaks our silence, "It made me think of the time we'd just met. Of the you, back then, and your beliefs. How you tried to live by them. Even tried to teach me the same." "You were so terribly stubborn!" Despite recalling my constant frustration with her, a soft chuckle falls of my lips. "Yet you liked me," she reminds me. The raillery in her voice is hard to miss. "No, I didn't," I tease right back, "I just thought you were hot." The next moment I'm on my back, taken by surprise by Clarke's quick attack. As she pins me down, her eyes lock mine. "Liar!" More laughter escapes me. "What, you were! You were brave, and determined, and smart - despite never agreeing with me. You challenged me, which was annoying as hell... but so damn hot." Clarke, however, is not that easily fooled. "You liked me," she simply says again. As she keeps a firm hold on me, we both refuse to break eye contact. Seconds go by. Six. Seven. Eight... Until I finally give in. "I liked you," I admit, grinning. "I didn't want to. You confused me, unbalanced me. The way you saw me, for real... it scared me. But yes, silly me, I liked you." (x)

#clexa #lexa #clarke griffin #the 100 #myedit #my clexa edit #don't worry #the next set will be heartbreaking again #😉

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spectral-snippets-and-drabbles · 11 months

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Death Warrant!Au

When the rejuvenating, life-extending effects of ectoplasm to the dead and dying was discovered by planets across the stars, it triggered mass conflicts that left several systems obliterated beyond repair. Hundreds of Billions had migrated to the Realms in numbers that were never seen before by the residence of the dead. They had various forms of damage and disfigurement on their new forms as a result of the ectoplasm being weaponized and used on them. Their very beings were corrupted beyond repair with their minds significantly altered with highly specified obsessions.

• Peoples from the destroyed worlds being so afraid that they lashed out, ripping anything that saw them to pieces out of fear of being attacked.

A serpentine creature of the Realms eagerly stalking them and fed upon their cores to grow stronger.

• Soldiers of these races were hell-bent on continuing to fight and proceeded to attempt subjugate this dimension that was new to them. Their rage guiding them blindly as they left paths of destruction throughout the realm.

A beast, wrongly slaughtered in the early madness of an delicate fledgling world that happened to be rich with ectoplasm followed the warpath and basked in the rage.

Eventually, more creatures like them came to prominence as a result of these strange new victims. Being aspects of emotion that were born from the masses in the war.

The Ghost King during this time period could not sit idly by and watch these newly born ghosts run rampant and terrorize his kingdom. With a heavy heart and a weapon in hand, a call to arms was called and the purge of these beings began. It tooks thousands of years, but when the last corrupted ghost was destroyed, the King took to the realm of living and wiped away all traces of the Realms from the minds of the survivors with all recollections of this terrible war for ectoplasm erased from history.

As his rested his eyes one final time, before the Tyrant would cowardly claim his life, made a major, sacred declaration that all citizens was made:

• If any hostile, mutant ghosts were to be found, they were to captured and examined by the king's council to await judgement. If they are too dangerous to restrain and seek bloody violence, they are to be destroyed.

• Any scientists trying to use ectoplasm for endangering life were to be have their memories erased and put to the sword for their crimes.

• Anyone foolish enough to Defy Death using ectoplasm, the greatest violation of the laws in the infinite Realms, they were to be put to death as and immediately given their Second End.

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When Pariah Dark, the Cowardly Tyrant King, is defeated and Danny fianlly takes the throne after a few centuries of training, the Observers hand him a compiled a list of names who violated these sacred laws.

They have him start with Earth and Danny's jaw hits the floor with what the charges he was seeing. He can already hear the chaos in the meeting room.

• Amanda Waller, Vandal Savage, Darkseid, Granny Goodness, a court of owls(?)...the list is long, and that's just Earth alone!

• Jack "The Goddamn Joker" Napier and a few of the more violent Rouges of Gotham are charged with Veil Destabilization.

Even Jason Peter Todd Wayne...the Red Hood!? Danny can probably work something with Jason, force him into therapy sessions (along with the whole damn family) with Jazz and a couple cleansing sessions and supplements from Frostbite...the others had to go...

The continued slaughter of the innocent, combined with the suffering they endured and the misery felt by Shades who couldn't move on was making the veil deteriorate at dangerous speeds. New pits would form across the city eventually as a result.

Lady Gotham has done everything she can to keep the madness from happening but she can't hold it back any longer. Her core is ready to shatter under the stress and is constantly in agony, but she won't abandon her knights, despite Danny's pleas to save herself.

There's a certain brigade of furry's who may or may not like this news but said brigade had no choice but to take it on the chin. They have children who Defied Death in their ranks and the Realms are not afraid to destroy anyone foolish enough to stop them.

• Lex Luther is charged with crimes against humanity. And several other violations in regards to unethical experimentation.

One sticks out to Danny.

Lex used Danny's stolen DNA from a stray core shard from the Guys in White, who he was was funding in secret, even after they were disbanded, to create a clone comprised of the Earth's resident Kryptonian, the bald bastard, and himself to kill and replace said Kryptonian...the guy who literally helps save the earth time and time again from doom.

...Yeah, Lex is undoubtedly, fucked beyond total comprehension. Anyone defending him was risking all-out war with the Infinite Realms.

But hey, at least Danny was finally having child of his own! The little tyke is only a few years old in the tube, Ellie's visits are far and in-between and Danny's status as a Halfa made him sterile and develop an embarrassingly strong case of baby fever.

He's sure the ghosts from Krypton would love to help out in raising Conner in case Kal-El wasn't really planning on being around the boy. After all, being cloned himself, Danny knows the emotional baggage that comes with being violated to this degree by your enemy.

He just hopes the guy can come around and accept the little guy...

#dp x dc #dc x dp #dp x dc prompt #dp x dc crossover #justice league #danny phantom #my prompts #Death Warrant!Au #I've seen fics were Danny Time Travels to fix things #I've also read were he gains amnesia so he accidentally lives in the past until he remembers who he is #Lex Luthor is a bitch with a very slappable bald head that Danny is gonna smack the soul out of #Danny is gonna hook up Jason with therapy from Jazz and cleansing sessions with Frostbite #When Damien is finally born and with Bruce is the day everyone in the League of Assassins is gonna get wiped off the face the fucking Earth #You don't fuck with the abyss because it'll do more than simply look back #Eldritch Mama Bear!Danny #Conner is gonna be spoiled rotten #If Damien is also partially Danny's kid he wont wait and waste the League the second he can grab him #Being the 'Demon's Head' doesn't mean jackshit when the ectoplasm youve been uskng is the equivalent of used toilet water #Bruce Wayne x Danny Fenton x Clark Kent #Clark was worried his many times great grandfather was hitting on him #But Danny told him that he helped save krytpon and found the house kf El so there no blood relation #Due to amnesia inflicted during his time traveling Danny accidently created the embodiments lf Emotion from each Lantern Corps #Danny's first anniversary gift is bringing Bruce and Clark's parents to Earth to spend tkme with them #Bruce is afraid this will be the last time he gets to see them but Danny tells him he and Clark can tag along for Jason's treatment #Alfred is happy for his boy and is happy to see Thomas and Martha #Conner and Clark bonding with Jor-El and Lara Lor-Van about Krypton culture

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leupagus · 1 month

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The degree to which Davos and Brienne are going to become reluctant BFFs, because their lieges keep coming to them complaining about each other, is UNREAL

or, more from this fic that's slowly eating my life

Their journey to the Northern army's camp had revealed a great deal about Lady Stark and her lords and petty chieftains: their patronizing generosity, their gruff suspicion of outsiders, and above all their mind-boggling obstinacy. Ned and Lyanna had been much the same, from what he remembered, and Stannis had seen shades of it in Jon Snow, though couched more gently than he'd expected from a bastard. He'd imagined — insofar as he'd imagined her at all — that Lady Stark would be gentler still, her mother's line warming that chilled Northern blood.

He had been disastrously mistaken. It was a wonder only one Stark had survived, but it was already clear that she had gathered the entire share of Stark mulishness.

"I have conditions, Your Grace," said Lady Stark. "If this alliance is to succeed in retaking Winterfell, I feel it right that you hear them." She placed the parchment in her hand carefully on his table and stepped back, hands folded primly.

She had requested, and been granted, this conference shortly after Stannis's army had made camp alongside the Northern soldiers. Stannis's tent had barely been erected when she came to him with this parchment, her wolf, and a determined expression. He had thought he'd listened to her enough on the journey as she'd prattled away with Shireen, but he was in the mood to be permissive.

Reading through her list of demands, he could feel the headache building along his jaw and up through his skull. "Have you lost your mind?" he said, for the second time in a week to an unreasonable woman.

Melisandre had brushed his question aside, but Lady Stark was not made of such supple stuff; she stiffened and glowered at him. "That is a peculiar way to agree to my terms, Your Grace."

"Your terms are rather more than peculiar, my lady," he said, tossing the parchment back on the table.

In truth, the first one was not so peculiar: it said that should they regain the Keep, he would recognize Sansa Stark as Lady of Winterfell and Warden of the North in her own right. He would not pass her over in favor of some lesser Northern male relative, nor would he obligate her to marry and rule only as companion to her husband. Considering Stannis's own intention to ensure Shireen sat on the Iron Throne after his death, he could hardly begrudge her this.

Considering the other two stipulations, however, he felt very much inclined to begrudge her everything.

"Supposing your younger brothers turn up?" he asked, thrusting his chin at the parchment. "Or Jon Snow is legitimized?"

This question didn't faze her, he suspected because it was a question of logistics and protocol rather than a personal remark. "If Jon is made legitimate, I don't believe he would want Winterfell—"

"Duty is not a question of wanting, Lady Stark," he reminded her. "And the Lord Commander is—"

"The Lord Commander, as you say, is the Lord Commander of the Night's Watch," she retorted. "His life has already been pledged to the Wall. If he didn't abandon that cause in aid of my brother Robb, he won't abandon it now."

Stannis observed her. There was bitterness there, certainly, though less than he would have thought. Lady Stark clearly understood the ties that bound men to their duty, even if she did not like them.

"However," she continued, "Should any of my brothers wish to make a claim to Winterfell in my place, I won't stand against them." She paused for a moment, and added, "I have no wish to die at their hands out of misplaced pride."

Stannis clenched his jaw but let that go for the moment — it would be addressed soon enough. "You call me 'Your Grace,'" he said, tapping at the parchment, "Yet your second stipulation says that you will not bend the knee to me, even if I regain Winterfell for you."

"No, it says that I will not bend the knee to any claimant to the throne until they hold the majority of the kingdoms," she shot back. "The Lannisters hold the Crownlands, the Westerlands and the Reach at present. The Riverlands are still in chaos, the Vale has withdrawn from all alliances to sulk in their mountains, and both Dorne and the Iron Islands have declared for themselves, more or less. You can, at best, claim that the Stormlands still support you, though I've seen no evidence for it — they didn't march under your banner at first, did they?"

That was the second time she had brought up Renly, however obliquely. If she were trying to drive him mad, she couldn't go about it any better. "When I hold the North, my lady, I will have more land—"

"Setting aside the notion that it will be you alone who holds the North, you'll have more land and fewer men than any other region. If you wish to win against the Lannisters, you'll need more than mountains and glaciers fighting your battles. And if I wish to be Warden of the North, I can't keep the respect of my lords by swearing fealty to a man who has yet to earn it."

"I could have you burned for such talk," he said, getting to his feet and pouring himself some water, hoping it would ease the throbbing in his head.

"You don't burn nobles, you behead them," she replied cooly. "I should know. I was there when the Lannisters took my own father's head for supporting your claim to the Iron Throne. I have no intention of sharing his fate." She took a deep breath, and only then did he note that her hands had been clenched together, her right covering the balled-up fist of her left. "I won't take arms against you now or in the future, on that I give my word."

"And if I do have you beheaded?" he asked, putting the tin cup down before he crumpled it in his hand.

It seemed to amuse her. "Then my words will mean even less than they do now."

"They mean nothing, because you will not give them!" He pinched his nose and attempted to regain his composure. Surprisingly difficult, with this — child.

She regarded him for a moment. "You call me Lady Stark, Your Grace," she said, "but tell me, have you heard anyone else call me that?"

Stannis, thrown by the question, was forced to consider it. In truth, he had heard only Lady Sansa, though said with more reverence by her men and lords than he could ever recall being addressed himself. "You are Lady Stark."

"Not without Winterfell," she said, shaking her head. "It's more than just the home of the Starks, it is our…place in the world. We belong nowhere else. Just as there must always be a Stark at Winterfell, so too do we need Winterfell to truly be Starks." She gave him a pointed look. "Just as Your Grace needs the Iron Throne, and the fealty of all the Seven Kingdoms, to truly be king."

She was wrong, of course, but Stannis felt the same lurch in his belly whenever his footing slipped during a bout. "Perhaps your reticence has something to do with this last stipulation," he said instead, going back to the table and jabbing his finger at the third line. "Falsely accusing a king is treason."

"Is Lady Brienne falsely accusing you, Your Grace?" she asked, smooth as ice. Her hands were still clenched, he noted.

"I was nowhere near Renly's camp when he died," Stannis said, with perfect truth, even as he felt himself balanced on a knife's edge.

He had been nowhere near. He had woken up just before dawn with the lead weight of certainty in his belly, knowing what had happened — what the Red Woman had said must happen — and lying there, staring up at the tent's canvas, he had wept. Wept for the brothers he had loved and who had never loved him back. He would never know if Renly had had a hand in Robert's death; just as he would never know if he himself had had a hand in Renly's. Had he ordered Melisandre to kill him? Had he believed her when she said she could make such a thing come to pass? Davos had begged to tell him of what had happened in the cave that night, what monstrous thing the Red Woman had done to bring Renly's death about. Stannis had refused to hear it. Perhaps there was a sort of rough justice in facing his accuser now, the only one living who knew the truth.

"Lady Brienne has served me faithfully," said Lady Stark, "and my mother before me, at great cost to herself. I believe her testimony, Your Grace."

"Her testimony that I murdered my own brother."

Lady Stark regarded him steadily. "I will not insult either of you by declaring one more honorable than the other. But when I regain Winterfell, my duty as Warden of the North will be to adjudicate all such matters, and this falls under my purview. Even if you were crowned King of the Seven Kingdoms in the Red Keep itself, the North holds all persons, regardless of title, under its laws while they reside here."

"Renly didn't die in the North," was all he could manage to say.

"He died, Your Grace." Lady Stark looked almost pitying. "And for that, I'm sorry. I know what it is to lose your brothers. But on this point I will not waver."

"Is there any point on which you have?" he asked, curious.

She continued serenely. "Lady Brienne will be permitted to make her accusation publicly; how you respond to it is your affair, but if you prevail, you must give me your word now that she will not be held guilty of treason, nor will she be killed by any member of your party by any means." She put enough emphasis on the last two words to make her meaning plain.

"And if she prevails?" Stannis asked. "Your stipulations do not mention the outcome of the trial, only that it will take place." He smiled grimly. "Your father always said that he who passes the sentence should swing the sword, my lady. Will you behead me yourself?"

"I doubt either of us would find that a pleasant exercise, Your Grace," she said, her lip curling slightly. She didn't blanch, however; young as she was, she had seen worse. Had possibly done worse, if the rumors about the Purple Wedding were true. He'd not asked. "If you are found guilty, then you will ride south. If you win the support of the other kingdoms, the North will bend the knee to you. But you'll never come north of the Neck again. Does that satisfy?"

Stannis glanced down at the parchment again. There it all was, in black and white: the price he must pay for the North. The blasted girl had even provided a space for him to sign at the bottom.

"Not remotely," he said, but reached for his pen.

#got: bitches get stuff done #game of thrones motherfuckers #the more I write these two together the more I'm mad that they never got to meet #same with Tywin and Daenerys #(although that's mostly due to watching too many Charles Dance interviews where he gushes over Clarke's performances)#(as he should!)#but some of the most interesting characters never got a chance to meet and it's a TRAVESTY #anyway #I've read a fair amount of GOT fic and none of them so far have written Stannis-Sansa interactions the way I feel that they would go #which is as you can tell: poorly #just let them be bitches!!! god!!!!!!#also don't even worry brienne is absolutely going to kick stannis's ass even if she doesn't kill him #she should get little an attempted murder as a treat

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snakeredbirdbatkatana · 2 months

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How Tim Drake stole the show and lost millions for a good cause....... aka getting laid

Part 2

Kon didn't really expect this, to feel so powerful he's fucking Superboy after all but being with Tim watching the envy and just the pure power his boyfriend walks with it's hot and addictive.

The entire gala is practically watching. Tim's arm which is decorated by a Rolex that they picked up today which cost more than Kon has ever seen. It feels good like he deserves it and for now he feels like kryptonite couldn't even touch him.

"How you feeling baby, you look a little flustered." Tim's whispers in his ear voice dripping with sex.

"I'm good but I have to ask is this like you, I don't know how to explain but is this a show?" He feels a little ashamed asking like he is questioning how much Tim loves him but this doesn't seem like Rob.

"Kon, everytime I see you it takes every bit of training I have from bending you over. Right now I want to show all of Gotham who you belong to." He looks straight into his eyes licking his lips.

"I was a Drake before a Wayne this will always be where I belong I want you to know every bit of me. I don't know the cost of a bannana but I know that the woman standing across from us is wearing ten thousand dollar heels that are out of season. This is me and I'm proud of who I am, who you are." He can't help the smile that slips onto his face.

"I didn't mean anything by that I just needed to know this feels like a dream I feel like a queen and I just I love you sunshine I just needed to know." He shoots forward kissing Tim falling into his arms were he belongs.

It's feels like it last forever and not enough when Tim pulls away.

"Now as much as this is my gala and I would love to pull you into a closet and have my way with you My Air we need to go greet Bruce and my siblings so let's go."

Tim directs him over to where the entire batfamily stands looking like gods who are being disturbed by the lesser he especially sees Batman looking him up and down with what seems like disgust.

He wants to hide but he remembers he's on Tim's arm and nothing can happen to him when he's with Tim.

"It's amazing gala don't you think Bruce I decided to come a bit later than expected I was distracted had to pick a couple things up." Tim's voice drips with something he can't name.

He sees Jason and Damian also looking at him something in their eyes that makes Kon want to cry beg for his place as if they are kings and he's just the pathetic peasant asking for scraps. It sends a rush of anger and he does something that he hopes doesn't cause Sunshine to kill him.

"Daddy, You think we could go grab something I'm starving, we barley ate this morning you wouldn't let me out of bed." Giggling as he kisses the side of Tim's neck.

He looks straight at Bruce his face frozen the other bats not much better but Rob catches his attention eyes burning his voice comes out commanding.

"Of course Bruce I have more important matters to attend to good night see you at home." The arm that he somehow forgot for a moment wraps tightly around him leading over to the food and far away from judgemently Bats who seem to hate him.

Bruce thinks he should have just never gotten up today not only is his child causing him a migraine. He just heard said sons boyfriend call him a word that he can never hear again. Nevermind the recount of a sex act that he wishes he could bleach from his brain. Luckily his second oldest is always willing to distract him in his own twisted way.

"Am I the only one who feels like they are missing something, I know I tend to piss of Baby Bird but he seemed more high strung than usual." Jason mutters eyes calculating.

Dick doesn't hesitant to also insert himself of course giggling like a school girl.

"Oh you sweet summer children you at a Gala with Tim Drake and I love my baby brother but he's much like his name sake. He has a fair maiden and a love of precious gems this is Tim." Tone changing to an almost growl.

"You all looked at Kon like he wasn't worth anything and to Tim that's the one thing he loves more than anything you pissed off the dragon now I will be going to make my amends for not being more welcoming have fun." He throws over his shoulder making a beeline to Tim.

Bruce really wants a god damn drink.

#tim drake #batfamily #timkon #dick grayson #jason todd #damian wayne #batfam #protective Tim Drake #tim is so done #bamf tim drake #kon is tim's sugar baby #kon is slightly insecure and not an accurate narrator no one in the batfamily is looking at him badly he just can't read them #Blame Clark for Kon's insecurity don't worry Tim will fuck it out of him #Tim is swinging his money and Dick around and I don't mean his brother

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fairyroses · 10 months

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— SMALLVILLE, "Accelerate" (2.21) & "Wrath" (7.07)

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#someday I want to make a really comprehensive 'morally grey lana' gifset but god knows I don't have the time for that right now lol #but for now here's this #given this show's piss poor track record with continuity I'm actually shocked that these s2 and s7 scenes complement each other so well #(the 7x07 convo had to be edited down but I kept the most important/relevant bits)#smallville #smallvilleedit #svedit #clark kent #lana lang #lex luthor #clana #dcmultiverse #sv 2x21 #sv 7x07 #my gifs #lana always knew that she wasn't perfect and she was right to worry about what would happen once clark finally realized it #but he just wouldn't listen to her #and when he finally saw the real dark ruins of her soul... he flinched #because the lana that clark thought he loved was really just an idealized image that he had projected onto her #and that's why their relationship was always doomed to fail #even though they technically stayed together after this (which was a baffling writing choice tbh) they were never the same #also I just need to point out that lex is obviously trying to save his own life in the bonus gif... but he's also RIGHT #lex knows better than anyone what it feels like to topple off the pedestal that clark kent put you on #and I think he really was trying to save lana from the same fate #btw I didn't include his next line but it's 'you might not want to admit it but we understand each other' and that's just... whew #real 'I've seen you in all your fucked up glory and I know that you're just like me' energy #(sorry I'm clearly still thinking about that post that I reblogged last night lmao)

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frownyalfred · 9 months

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no one else stops in the middle of grocery shopping to write about the Trinity visiting a strip club? that's just me? oh ok.

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luthwhore · 5 days

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JLA/JSA: Virtue & Vice by Geoff Johns, David S. Goyer, and Carlos Pacheco

#clex #lex luthor #clark kent #superman #don't worry it only makes slightly more sense in context #(lex was being possessed)#also i'm not tagging anyone else lmao #*

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puppetmaster13u · 7 months

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Behold the one good picture of the three JL founders, set inside one of the apartment-esque rooms in the Watchtower

Au is a combo of mine & @phoenixcatch7 Possessed Doll Au, so go check them out they're lovely <3

#meat marionette au #cryptid batman #batman #dcu #dc #superman #wonder woman #clark kent #kal el #batman au #cryptid batfam #diana of themiscyra #diana prince #art #sketch #Love the idea of some JL members exploring the watchtower and finding a mini apartment with a bunch of pictures #There's also a big nest of pillows and blankets and snacks #And some sun lamps #They deserve a lil hangout zone where they don't have to worry about being human #Bruce goes in there whenever he gets too anxious or overstimulated #Diana has a lil corner to repair herself kintsugi style #Aka repairing pottery with gold and clay #The kids also snuggle up and there's a tent sort of thing to form a snuggle pile in #It's a big comfort/sensory room slash mini home away from home #Gosh I just love their friendship #Also just love if their relationship is just Yes in this au lol #Like are they dating or friends or what???#.... yes #I just realized that Bruce could totally use some kryptonite and whatever to give Clark his own earring-comm if they wanted to #Pfft they all have matching earrings after there was an incident of a communicator breaking

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sunshinediaz · 4 months

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wip wednesday 🎄

a lil bit of angst entered deck the family but come on, come on, it was bound to happen

(the fic's at 17k right now and i've got a little over 5k left before it's finished i think? anyway it'll be up 25 december)

“I have to go,” he says, abruptly, and blinks fast against the overhead light. “I have to get out of here.” “What?” Buck laughs, looking over his shoulder as he stirs the pot of hot chocolate with one hand and reaches for the ladle with the other. There’s seven mugs sitting on a serving saucer right next to the stove; his favorite cup is right next to Buck’s. “No, you don’t. Help me out here.” “You’re fine. You’ve been doing it all by yourself these last couple days, right?” Eddie smiles, tight-lipped and mean. “You’ll be just fine without me.” Buck makes a sharp, hurt noise. “You heard that?” he asks, small like a scared child, as he turns around from the stove. His face is white and his eyes are big and kind of wet; Eddie can’t look at him. “Can we talk—” “I have to go,” he says, again, interrupting whatever Buck was going to ask. “Bye, Buck.” The sound that leaves Buck’s mouth is devastating. “Ed—Eddie, wait!” Eddie doesn’t stop, even when Buck asks him to. He goes through the house, ignoring Buck’s calls and sidestepping Buck’s hands, slips on a pair of sandals, grabs his truck keys and a jacket off the rack, and then walks right out the door.

@daffi-990 tagged me today, mwah

tagging @callmenewbie, @jeeyuns, @spagheddiediaz, @devirnis, @exhuastedpigeon, @wikiangela, @thewolvesof1998, @rogerzsteven, @hippolotamus, and @monsterrae1 if any of you want to share something <3

#i'm channeling my inner clark griswold witht his fic but don't worry eddie's not going to kidnap somebody #but he MIGHT get arrested idk (kidding)#anyway the angst is going to last like 2k max i don't have the patience to write more than that atm but it's coming trust me #anyway i can't wait to get this fic finished so i can get back to hoa eddie loml #tag games

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adhdslugcrimes · 1 year

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Hal: it's weird not having Barry here...

Arthur: we have Wally, they are basically carbon copies of themselves.

Oliver: yeah, and you see Barry off work so there's should be no missing him.

Hal: I don't know, it's just weird. He's just so young taking care of his role in the Titans, taking care of both Keystone and Central City, and now taking over his uncle role here it's got to be exhausting for him.

Bruce: he's also working for me.

Them:

Clark: he's what?

Bruce: working for me, well he's been working for me helping out Alfred with patching us up and babysitting for me. Apparently he wants to pay back Allen for all he's done.

Hal: how much are you paying him?

Bruce: 100 an hour for the medical training, 130.56$ an hour for babysitting.

Hal: damn...

Diana: good for him, how long has he been working for you?

Bruce: since he was 15.

Arthur: why does he feel like he needs to repay Barry? Doesn't sound like he would do that to him...

Bruce: he just said he needs to pay for his own keep being a second speedster he worried he was hurting them with the food he needed, now he just do it to help the other speedsters and the Allen's. They saved it for his college so.

Diana: good for Wally, I'm very proud of him.

Oliver: but damn that's a lot on one person...

Dick, carrying a very boxes: that's why he has us.

Roy, carrying several weapons: and the Titans and Dick's siblings.

Bruce: ... We should stop them..

Clark: no, Roy found the kryptonite sword... We should let them be.

Wally, in his seat now: hey, sorry I'm late! Big line at the doughnut shop. *Put the box on the table* I got everyone favorite! So what were you talking about while waiting?

Hal, hugging his nephew: nothing really, now did you get my bear claw?

Wally: yep. Also why are Dick and Roy taking weapons out of here?

Clark, eating an old fashioned: don't worry about it.

(me and @renwilson talked about this, we hitting off on each other lol love ya bestie 💕)

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mamawasatesttube · 5 months

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hey I sent another person this ask but I GOTTA know your opinion on this. do you think Kon would call Jon + Kara weird mash-up terms (and vise versa) on purpose to be funny and confusing to outside people because of the whole nontraditional family ties thing. like

"hello brother-uncle Kon how are you" "I'm good nephew-bro Jon I just visited our cousin-aunt Kara she says hi" and Clark is just standing there like "you two *please* keep it down I don't want people actually thinking our family is the product of incest"

if anyone i think jon would be the one getting a kick out of that moreso than kon. it feels to me like the ongoing bit a kid would do just to get a rise out of their parent lkdfjs

like to me i guess kon's just straight up Not labeling most of his relationships. there's no brother-dad-uncle-cousin-guy in his life, there's just clark. ma isn't "mom" OR "grandma" she's just ma. lois isn't any sort of mom or stepmom or sister-in-law she's just lois. jon himself is kind of the exception bc kon points at him and goes "baby brother. my baby now" but i think that's about the Only one who gets a label that isn't just. them. you ask him what he and clark call each other and he just goes uh... he's just? kal-el? and then gives you a weird look bc why does it matter. kara gets simply "cousin" bc that can be vague and general enough it doesn't imply any specific relationship.

but also not to overthink a joke ask but that DOES also have me pondering the way "conner kent" has to define his relationships to outsiders. if jon's his little brother, people will assume he's clark's son. which he doesn't really like, but at the same time, they definitely have a strong resemblance (haha, #justclonethings, amirite fellas?) and clark's adopted, so it's hard to say they're just brothers or cousins as opposed to the story people assume, which is he's the product of some sort of teenage fling clark had. i don't think kon likes this story at all, but it's probably the most convenient, secret identity-wise. hmm... much to ponder.

#answers #barbitchian #like i think kon takes the idea of clark as his actual dad and just. NOPE. NO WAY. its the best cover story theyve got tho #so he just grits his teeth and grins and bears it #but i Don't think he likes it. it's Not what they are to each other #but it's quite hard to just be like ''oh btw. we're biologically brothers. uh... nope no idea who our shared parents are tho''#''i just kind of spawned from the aether at age 15 don't worry about it''

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I have a MBFW question and I hope it's not spoiler, if it is, please ignore me. 😳

I was going through the MBFW tags and I read this comment about the reason behind Lexa's cautious behaviour.

I totally get why Lexa was scared and afraid to lose Clarke (and the Griffins) especially after 19 years of loneliness and survival instincts and the decision to broke up with Clarke because it was crazy that this young woman loved her without wanting something back and this wealthy family that loved (and loves her) for (apparently) no reasons.

So I totally get why she was cautious and she wanted to protect herself but... After all these years? After all these years where Clarke showed her that she stayed, she was there for her and so were the Griffins, if not for the wedding between Clarke and Finn, when Lexa would have been ready to actually say something to Clarke? Because I reckon that Clarke was always there, so it was Lexa that had to do the "first" move. She can't really believe that Clarke would wait for her forever (even though she would) 🤔

I'm not judging her, mind you, I'm just really curious.

My English is not perfect, so I'm sure I made mistakes, but I hope it's still comprehensible enough. 😂

You did wonderfully! I get exactly what you're asking, and it's a good question. One that really won't be explicitly spelled out in the story beyond what Lexa said in the first chapter to Anya and a but in their confrontation, but it's not exactly a spoiler so I don't see any reason not to just say it

The truth is, there was no definitive 'when' in Lexa's mind. Not in terms of like, a date or age or anything like. It was more like, in her head she just thought she'd know when the time was right. She had goals and A Plan so obviously she'd know, and then they'd get back together and everything would be *fine*

Except... the finish line kept changing. Every milestone that she put out in front of herself never actually felt good enough. Every success wasn't successful enough. Or, at least it didn't feel that way internally. So at 19 she told herself, "I just have to get through college. I'll get my degree, and then everything will perfect." When she was 23 she said, "Actually I have to get my masters. But once I have that, I'll get a job and then everything will be perfect." Then when she was 25 and an intern living in a 6th story walkup, she said, "Well... When I get published and make a name for myself. Then that'll be enough. Then I'll be enough. Then everything will be *perfect*."

Do you see? You see the pattern here? The destructive self sabotage at its core?

In her head she wasn't just leaving Clarke hanging, she was building a future for herself and for them together, someday. But the problem is that when you're someone who fundamentally struggles to feel like you're worthy of someone's love just for being who you are, then that 'someday' when everything's going to be 'perfect' never comes. Because you refuse to let it. You change the rules, move the goalposts, set the bar higher so it's always just out of reach. You create this self fulfilling prophecy that always ends in you not feeling like enough to have earned that love, and that's exactly what Lexa always did, even if she didn't fully understand what she was doing

#anon #MBFW #other things do muddy the water obviously #costia shaped things #but ya know that's also all part of growing up and learning #Clarke will have her day in court to lose her fuckin shit over all that don't worry #get in bitches we're tackling *~`*`~*internalized abandonment traumas *~`*`~*

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