still convinced that he should have been clark kent in the new superman

anonymous asked:

Can you maybe make an imagine where batmom is Clark Kent's sister (so she is also from Krypton) and it's at the beginning of Bruce's and her's relationship, and Clark is the typical overly protective brother?? BTW I absolutely love your blog❤️❤️

You’re really giving me the feels of wanting to explore this further!! Maybe I should consider making this an actual series?? What do you say, sweets? Anyways, hope it’s what you wanted! Thank you for sending in your request! 

The pounding on your apartment door wakes you up and you let out a groan before turning to your other side. A pleased sigh left your mouth when your nose hits something warm and hard. Taking a whiff, you realized that it’s your boyfriend and a smile appears on your face. Opening your eyes, you are greeted with your boyfriend’s beautiful eyes and he is smiling at you too.

“Good morning, Y/N.” His voice is still thick with sleep but it still manages to make you blush and you smile, burying your face on his chest. Bruce chuckles, wrapping an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. He doesn’t remember when was the last time he had slept so soundly and peacefully. The night the both of you had last night flashed in his mind and he lets out a satisfied sigh.

Someone is pounding on the door again. “Y/N, I can hear you, you know!” Clark’s voice causes you to pull away from Bruce, groaning in annoyance. Bruce lifts one of his eyebrows as he stares at the door before turning to look at you. “The both of you better not be naked…” Clark trails off before he begins to pace.

You sigh and try to pull the covers over your head but Bruce pulls it out of your hands, causing you to pout at him. He looks at you with mirth in his eyes.

“Is he going to do this all the time?” Bruce asks and you slowly nod your head. This isn’t the first time Clark has appeared outside of your door, come morning. Although this is the first time he has ever appeared when Bruce stayed over and judging from what he had said earlier, Clark probably knows that he had stayed over last night too. He chuckles, shaking his head.

“God, I hope not.” You mumble before rolling off of the bed, wincing when you feel the soreness from last night’s activity. Your cheeks flush slightly when you remembered the crazy fun you had with Bruce. You slowly pick up your discarded undergarments, frowning when you realize that Bruce had torn your favourite pair of panties and you threw the remnants in his direction, causing him to laugh.

“I’ll buy you a new set.” Bruce gets off the bed, smiling to himself as he watches you maneuver around the bedroom. He picks up his boxers and puts them on. He contemplates on appearing before Clark just like this but he doubts Clark would be amused at all. You throw his shirt at him. “Thanks, Y/N.”

When you finished getting dressed, you walk in to Bruce’s arms, leaning on the tip of your toes to press a loving kiss on his lips. “Come on, let’s go see Clark before he wears down the hallway with his constant pacing.” You chuckle at the thought of your older brother.

The moment you open the door, Clark rushes up to you and he frowns when he spies Bruce making some coffee in the kitchen. He pulls you aside and stares at you. “I don’t want you to get hurt.” He tells you – this is the one thing you loved about your brother, he never beats around the bush whenever it came to his feelings regarding your relationship. Normally you would adhere to his request but sadly, today is not that day,

“Clark, Bruce is amazing.” You try to butter him up and Clark shakes his head.

“He has a reputation – I don’t want you to be just another conquest.” Clark cups your face with both of his hands, staring at you, communicating with his eyes just how much he does not want you to be hurt.

You place your hands on top of your brother’s. “But Clark, Bruce and I have been dating for over two months now.” You reminded him and Clark sighs before nodding his head. Bruce is rarely ever seen with one girl but as of late, he is normally out and about with you and not to mention, Bruce has also stopped clubbing or getting drunk here and there. Clark would know – he normally gets told to proofread those articles. “I promise, if he ever hurts me, when and if that moment comes, you have my permission to pummel him.” Clark chuckles before shaking his head, ushering you inside your apartment.

“No need – now go take a shower, I can smell him on you.” Clark wrinkles his nose and you laugh before rolling your eyes. You head towards Bruce first, placing a kiss on his jaw before telling him you were going to shower first. Bruce nods his head and pours himself a coffee, watching you head to your bedroom.

“So, why my sister?” Clark asks as he, too poured himself a cup of coffee.

Bruce sips his coffee, leveling his stare with Clark. “She makes me happy.” He confesses before shrugging his shoulders. “I’d like to think I make her extremely happy too.”

Clark nods his head. “You do.” Bruce smiles and Clark lets out a sigh. “If you ever hurt her, Bruce,” Bruce shakes his head. “I know you won’t – Y/N’s convinced that you won’t too but as her big brother, I really do hope you will never hurt her.” Clark narrows his eyes at Bruce. “This is me – as Y/N’s older brother – telling you not to hurt her.”

Bruce finishes his coffee, placing the cup on the sink. “Don’t worry, Clark – I really have no want or need to hurt her. Like I told you before, Y/N makes me really happy.” Bruce tells him before a mischievous smile comes on his face. “Not to mention, she’s an amazing kisser and the thing she does with – “ Bruce should have known Clark would throw the cup of coffee at him, missing him just by a few inches. Bruce simply chuckles as he pads towards your bedroom, leaving Clark fuming in the kitchen.

“Just you wait, Bruce Wayne!”

Little Beta(s) Chapter 18

Prompt: Liam get’s turned at an early age and he looks at you as his guardian/parent. Plus you’re dating Scott who’s always trying to look after him. (10 year gap between Liam and reader)

Pairing: Liam Dunbar x Reader (platonic) Scott McCall x Reader


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Superman Love

Originally posted by the-jedi

Clark Kent x Reader

Request: Reader is like Batman and is part of the Justice League. She’s engaged to Superman and one day she gets hurt which causes him to get angry/upset but then he takes care of reader.

Word Count: 2467

Y/N L/D or also known as Raven to the public of Metropolis. She was just like Batman but she wasn’t dark and gloomy like him. Unlike Batman, she came in the day not just the night. She usually teamed up with Superman, she was his eyes and ears on the ground or occasionally up in the skies.

She wasn’t always a partner with Superman; it used to be just her trusty gadgets that she had made over the years. But that changed one night when she was fighting a man who had just broken into a jewelers and it turned out he wasn’t all human. When it started getting bad to the point where she barely could stand on her own, she started to worry; she still fought, she was taught never to give up. The man landed a perfect right hook to the side of her face, her head shot to the side, still looking back to catch her breath. Y/N just waited for the next blow but that didn’t come. When she finally looked back up, Superman was floating just right above her a few feet a ways, there in front of her laid the man that she was just fighting moments ago unconscious and on the ground.

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Supergirl: Mon-El

Mon-El was added to Supergirl this season, and he is unique among the main/supporting characters for a number of reasons. The first, and most obvious, was that he grew to adulthood on another planet, and the audience is seeing his character adapt not only to learning of his planet’s fate but also to living in a whole new planet.

Under the cut for length. Seriously - this is long and rambling.

Supergirl spoilers through 02x13 “Mr. & Mrs. Mxyzptlk.”

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A New Dad Or Two - fic

Characters: Dick Grayson, Clark Kent, bits of Damian, Jon and Lois
Summary: “You know how Bruce has five kids, right? And four of them are adopted? And people always joke about him adopting more? Same thing for Damian. Except for Damian, he doesn’t adopt kids, he adopts…well, he adopts dads.”
A/N: I started this after Superman 21, but I think it could go along with yesterday’s Nightwing 20 too, haha. Basically, this is just typical Bee thoughts/demands, and now in fic form. 


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starspatter  asked:

"you’re the school outcast and my friends are jerks who were going to humiliate you Carrie-style at prom so I kidnapped you in a limo before the dance started to save you and now I’m going to give you a proper prom" + SuperBats

Oh you know this is totally going to turn into Bruce taking notice of the socially awkward Clark Kent–a young freshman who’s got the build every wannabe athlete dreams of but who looks as comfortable among the student body as a spider stuck in a web. He’s got some charm under that farm boy look, but the flashy and fast-pace atmosphere of Gotham U fails to notice it among short-sleaved flannels and jeans with one-too-many grass stains. It’s a wonder at all, Bruce thinks from time to time, that the board accepted him at all must mean there’s something exceptional about him. (My guess is he won some kind of intellectual scholarship: Clark’s family doesn’t have the most money in the world but he’s been raised to believe hard work pays off. That, and he may or may not be a subject of interest for certain Luthor family alumni…)

Bruce isn’t particularly social himself, but he does lurk among the more popular students (rather, they lurk around him.) Oliver Queen, Jon Stewart and Selina Kyle, to name a few. Clark, in contrast, has a few and smaller circle of friends, primarily made up of aspiring journalist Lois lane and fish-out-of-water Arthur Curry. Both boys share a mutual (though unknowing) acquaintance through senior RA Diana Prince. She generally stays out of underclassmen drama but keeps an eye out for any trouble when she can. 

Anyway, freshman year is hard on Clark, especially when his father’s health takes a turn for the worse. While unaware of the underlying cause, Bruce begins to notice subtle changes in Clark’s behavior and appearance: they remind him all too well of his teenage years–darker days he still grapples with from time to time. He begins paying more attention to Clark–the two of them share at least one class. Probably science of some kind. 

Bruce’s friends aren’t so concerned; they’re not necessarily bad people, they’re just caught up in the thrill of college independence and living in the “now.” Overcoming who they were in high school (and in Oliver’s case, maintaining it.) Clark is different. Clark is weak under all that muscle, muscle he’s wasting, and he’s an easy ego boost. At least Oliver thinks so. Selina doesn’t stop him. 

I’d like to say Bruce overhears them talking or walks in on them planning, but because I love Jon and can’t see him as a bully I’d like to think he and Bruce exchange eye contact during a group conversation or something that clearly states “this isn’t right, I know you’re worried, what are you going to do?”  (Oh, Oliver’s family are big donors to the school so I think a lot of people go along with what he wants.) 

…I’m also thinking maybe Jon and Lois have a thing. Not sure if it’s related to what’s going on but they seem like they’d get along a little. As an alternative, it’s possible Jon actually hinted at Lois something was going to happen and she should tell the RA, while Bruce took matters into his own hands through his uncanny skill of eavesdropping in shadow. 

Either way…come the night of the prom–a special dance that isn’t really a prom but something fun thrown together for the new class at school, to celebrate the end of the year–a dance Clark wasn’t going to go to until his parents convinced him to relax for once, reward himself for working hard, date or no–Bruce pulls up in a limo beside Clark on the curb (his scholarship allows him to live on-campus but the dorms are far enough from the main building clusters it’s a bit of a walk.) He’s dressed in a tux and looks more urgent than handsome but Clark harbors confused feelings for Bruce (because they have worked together in class and there’s something oddly intelligent and driven in this alleged popular boy) that he slows his step, however skeptical. 

Bruce is all “hey, you want a ride.” 

Clark looks at him, eyebrow up and clearly hesitant. His cheeks flush slightly. “Why?” He asks, and despite keeping his parents gentle chiding in mind he doesn’t trust Bruce. I’m not sure if Clark is an alien or not…

Either way, Bruce manages to convince him to get into the car but instead of driving to the dance, he tells the driver to keep going. Clark almost immediately freaks out and all his paranoid mistrust floods forth. This exasperates Bruce and finally he tells Clark to shut up and pulls out his phone. While initially a distraction, Jon sends him a message that falls oddly on-point.  “You want to know why, Clark? Have a look.” 

It’s a video taken by Lois, her triumphant to-be reporter’s voice narrating handheld footage of Oliver and Selina being carted off in handcuffs. RA Diana stands off to the side, chatting with a public safety officer. The video ends with Diana spotting Lois filming and telling her rather sternly to stop. 

Clark just looks at Bruce, dumbfounded. ‘Why?’ He wants to ask, but his heart’s in his throat and he continues staring. Bruce shrugs, a bit uncomfortable, and gives Clark the gist. I think Clark would wonder why no one told him earlier and Bruce would mention–as gently as he could–that Clark wasn’t really making himself available to listening, stuck in his own world and all. This leads to another conversation that begins rather tersely but ends in confession: Clark’s father has been sick but insists Clark stick to college which causes a lot of stress and…then he sighs and rubs the back of his neck: his dad would kill him if he saw him worrying about this at the dance. Although he’s not actually at the dance and it wouldn’t have gone well, anyway.

For a time, it’s quiet.Then Bruce says something like the night isn’t over yet. 

I’m not entirely sure where they’d go. Maybe Bruce would drive to his home and let Clark in. It’s quiet and (at least he thinks) Alfred’s gone to bed. Clark, beginning to feel better, kind of stares up at the house, his heart thudding in his chest (what are they doing here? What’s going on?) Bruce quiets and gets out first. He then comes around to Clark’s side and, with a small and nervous smile masked as a smirk, opens the door. He says nothing, but holds out his hand. Clark looks from it to him, eventually accepting. 

The night, I’m sure, begins in hushed soda consumption (because Alfred is very rigid with certain things and does not keep alcohol easily accessible) and ends in a slow dance under moonlight through the window. A quiet, approving Alfred looks on from the banister, upstairs. Bruce has his own share of troubles, after all. It’s wonderful to see him taking a step towards a better direction.

saravvocata  asked:

drabble challenge! "I had a dream about you." ;) heh. supercorp, obvs

This is more than a drabble and I’m sorry not sorry :p

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I Had a Dream about You

The air is thick with smoke. Screams and the crumbling of the buildings of downtown National City is all that she can hear. She is in pain. So much pain. She looks around her and all that meets her eyes is destruction and death. The crater beneath her, one that she must have caused, is like the epicenter for the disaster. The veins in her arms glow green and she suddenly realizes why she’s in pain. The Kryptonite that courses there is making her feel weaker by the second.

“I’ve got you…” A voice says from behind her. It is warm and peaceful, a drastic difference from the scene around them.

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conspire against the odds

“Well, I’m sorry that I’m not as good with plants as you are, petal,” Hanschen smirks, “Well, unless you count two-lips.”

Flytrap groans theatrically and opens his mouth to reply before physically stopping himself with a hand. THAT WAS HORRIBLE, the flowers exclaim, despite the tell-tale crinkle of Flytrap’s eyes. Hanschen sighs fondly.

Or: The superhero au that no one asked for


((Okay so @musicalmientus gave me like a million prompts, and i’m almost done with all of them, but this is one of them :) enjoy!))

Hanschen doesn’t know when people stopped being too afraid to make fun of him, but he realizes it when he hears one of the interns refer to him as ‘Lois Lane’.

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