this turned ok

anonymous asked:

what about the other side of things? like clark's afraid of being a weird alien, but unpretty's fic Empty Graves made me think about how scared the Kents must be. like they love this kid, but for all they know he could turn out to be some crazy evil monster. Or, on the other hand, earth's atmosphere or food could be poisoning him slowly. Like they had no idea if things were going to turn out to be ok

i talk a lot about clark because this is 100% a clark kent appreciation blog, and i can be relied upon at any moment in time to tear open my shirt to reveal a superman symbol underneath 

like, could you imagine? could you just imagine, for a minute, having this kid who, by all rights, could be dying right now. at any moment, he could encounter a strange pathogen and drop dead in minutes, because no one knows how he works. you could lose your son at any time. at any time, he could go through some metamorphosis and come out the other end looking like a giant lizard-fucked-a-bug monster, and then proceed to fly off into space eating entire worlds because you have no goddamn clue how aliens even work. you have little to no idea what this particular alien even is, you just know that you love him with your whole heart and soul and that’s all you’ve got, so it has to be enough. 

imagine how terrified they were when he actually did start going through weird alien puberty, and accidentally tore the truck’s door off. any day now, they could wake up and their son would just not be there, and there was goddamn fuckall they could do. by all rights, they got off easy with clark being able to throw the planet into another galaxy. 

the kents, everyone

Early to bed?
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anonymous asked:

Holy shit. I haven't been getting any notifications from your blog for the past few days, and I was wondering if everything was ok. Turns out I somehow unfollowed you?? I'm so confused. Anyway, I'm glad that you didn't magically disappear or anything. I've noticed that this past week or so, I've barely been on tumblr at all, and I think it's because I haven't been getting notifications from your blog. You're seriously my favorite blog on this site. I hope you're having a great day/night!

You’re too sweet!!!!!!!!! Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There’s an unfollowing glitch, I think. Maybe even a following one because I saw someone on my dash that I don’t remember following and their style of blog wasn’t one I look for. That’s amazing of you to notice my absence ❤ I won’t disappear without notice, promise!