#corruption and irregularity

[megayogiposts]

Resolve Your Electricity Bill Issues: Smart Meter Insights

Grievance Status for registration number : GOVUP/E/2025/0035745 Grievance Concerns To Name Of Complainant Yogi M. P. Singh Date of Receipt 09/04/2025 Received By Ministry/Department Uttar Pradesh Grievance Description The matter concerns the data transfer from the contractor of the smart meters to the Department of electricity. This mistake was committed by the staff of the contractor…

[preetisinghuniverse]

Uttar Pradesh Grievance: High Electricity Bill Issue

Grievance Status for registration number : GOVUP/E/2024/0093661Grievance Concerns ToName Of ComplainantLalit Mohan KaseraDate of Receipt20/12/2024Received By Ministry/DepartmentUttar PradeshGrievance DescriptionThe matter concerns the working of the executive engineer electricity distribution divisions 2nd Mr Manish Kumar Srivastava as arbitrary electricity bill has been issued by the department…

[reality-detective]

Microwave weapons have been used against citizens since at least the 1960's 🤔

[ferronite]

:)

I'm about to go to sleep, I'll probably only see your answer when I wake up, but. Tell me more about these two. They were the designs that interested me the most.

I'll ask about others in the future, there's a lot of interesting stuff in all drawings—

Hi hiii~ I should be sleeping too (it's gone 3am lol) but! Whatever!

Anyway~

Well, the first one there... that's Corruption! When she isn't shattered into a concerning number of Shards, at least. Her thing with being a divinity/deity/whatever is a bit more... complicated really. She's also barely known about and considered dead by anyone that does know about her, cuz she existed for like a couple years several millenia ago and hasn't been seen since. More relevant information will be brought up when I finish the Corruption posts lmao.

Second... I uhm. Don't think she has a name? Brb.

No, she doesn't. She's just listed as "Queen" in my notes rn. But anyway....

Her story is loosely inspired by the song Daughter of Evil, in as much as "evil tyrant with a twin who gets executed in her place" except notable differences include the brother also being a complete bitch, nobody getting corrupted by anything they're just Like That, and also that when the execution happens, instead of running away and becoming a better person, she shows up to "her" execution as her brother gets his head cut off and kills herself in front of a live audience because she's like... vaguely aware of the Irregularity phenomenon and wants them both to become them so that they can like. Conquer the world or something. (Family heirloom dagger made from part of Past, and the executioner's axe contained a fragment from Future). She... kinda functions like... idk if there's an accurate comparison. Parasite tree? WN's apostles? She can turn people into her minions, but it's not an instant thing. There's a third member of this Irregularity trio that can undo the curse - her brother serves to speed it up/spread it further.

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Is Mike Johnson a "man of modest means"? Not so much, it seems. When newly minted Republican Speaker of the House Mike Johnson was asked on Fox News last week about why he had never reported having a bank account, Johnson didn’t offer an explanation. Instead, he hammered the point that, as “a man of modest means,” he understood the plight of normal Americans. “I can relate to everybody else,” Johnson told Fox News Sunday’s Shannon Bream. “We can relate to every hard-working American family,” the Louisiana Republican continued. “That’s who we are.” A thorough review of Johnson’s financial situation, however, shows economic circumstances that hardly anyone can relate to—let alone most Americans.

The Daily Beast looked at a variety of records related to Johnson’s finances stretching back more than a decade. And that review not only undercuts Johnson’s suggestions of relatability; it also reveals irregularities in his financial disclosures and public statements about his professional life, finances, and biography. A number of these findings also appear in a new ethics complaint from left-leaning nonprofit and transparency advocacy group End Citizens United. That complaint, which was filed with the House Ethics Committee on Monday, lays out multiple potential violations in Johnson’s financial disclosures, including undisclosed gifts and blind spots in his spouse’s income. The Daily Beast has uncovered other inconsistencies about her income, along with new irregularities regarding the source and timing of Johnson’s own earnings as a lawyer for right-wing causes. He has also filed contradictory financial statements about those earnings. Tiffany Muller, president of End Citizens United, provided a statement calling it “laughable” that Johnson doesn’t report any savings or retirement accounts, alleging the new Speaker’s murky disclosures are “clearly violating federal laws.”

“The American people deserve to know whether the Speaker of the House has financial conflicts of interests, but Speaker Johnson is clearly violating federal laws by hiding critical information from the public,” Muller said. “It’s laughable to believe that the person leading government funding negotiations doesn’t have a reportable savings or retirement account. But beyond his own potential financial mismanagement, failing to disclose travel and his spouse’s sources of income is against the law and the Office of Congressional Ethics must investigate and hold him accountable.”

[militaryintelligencerecords]

Military - Custom or irregular sensory replacement often being deployed against individuals here - corruption or outside attacks related

[youthchronical]

Trump, GOP allies escalate election fraud conspiracies in Pennsylvania

Republican presidential nominee and former U.S. President Donald Trump looks on during a campaign event at the Drexelbrook Catering and Event Center, in Drexel Hill, Pennsylvania, U.S., October 29, 2024.  Brendan Mcdermid | Reuters Former President Donald Trump on Wednesday baselessly claimed that Pennsylvania is “cheating” at “large scale levels,” escalating his spread of election fraud…

[townpostin]

Health Minister Banna Gupta Conducts Surprise Inspection of Food Godowns in Jamshedpur

Banna Gupta uncovers irregularities in stock management across Jamshedpur 12-hour raid reveals discrepancies in grain storage and distribution system JAMSHEDPUR – Jharkhand Health and Food Minister Banna Gupta conducted a surprise 12-hour inspection of government food godowns across Jamshedpur on Saturday. The minister began his inspection at Sakchi, where he found no officials present. At…

[alabs1]

Police Confirms 2022 Constable Recruitment Process Marred With Irregularities, Alleged Corruption

...Calls for Review as Recruitment List Flooded with Non-Applicants The Nigeria Police Force has raised alarm on the irregularities and alleged corruption of the recently released names of successful candidates in the ongoing 2022/23 Police Constables Recruitment Exercise. This became necessary upon being inundated with a series of complaints and allegations of corruption raised by unsuspecting…

[megayogiposts]

How DDO Decisions Impact Your RTI Application

Registration NumberCOMRD/A/2025/60058NameYogi M P SinghDate of Filing22/02/2025StatusRTI APPEAL RECEVED as on 22/02/2025  FAA Details  FAA NAMEMirzapur-CDODesignationCDOPhone No.9454465108Email Iddrda-mir@nic.in  Nodal Officer Details  NameMAHENDRA KUMAREmail-IDcrd-up@nic.in Online RTI Appeal Form Details Public Authority Details :- * Public AuthorityCommissioner Rural Development Personal…

[preetisinghuniverse]

Grievance Status: PM Kisan Samman Nidhi Applications

Grievance Status for registration number : GOVUP/E/2024/0091353Grievance Concerns ToName Of ComplainantKeshav Pratap Singh alias Tantrik K P SinghDate of Receipt14/12/2024Received By Ministry/DepartmentUttar PradeshGrievance DescriptionAn application under Article 51 A of the Constitution of India to make inquiry regarding the application submitted for Prime Minister Kishan Samman Nidhi which…

[stealingyourbones]

Bruce has been having some trouble trying to figure out why the security camera feed at Damian's school keeps on corrupting. The pattern is consistent with a normal students schedule. Classes that change every class period, cameras fizzing out as the unknown walks to their next class, and occasional irregularities in the pattern. The irregularities easily chalked up to the unknown talking to friends or going to the bathroom.

Bruce has every single student with that class schedule pulled up of every student that has the schedule of the Unknown and is even more concerned, noticing that his son has two overlapping classes with the Unknown.

Bruce checks what students have recently transferred schools and sees only one student who's schedule and recent appearance matched.

A student by the name of Daniel "Danny" Nightingale.

[literaryvein-reblogs]

more words for worldbuilding: senses (pt. 3)

ASPECTS OF PERCEPTION

Physical: burn, hear, smell, touch

AUDITORY

Attribute of hearing: acoustic, deaf, distinct

Attribute of noise: blatant, cacophonous, deafening, dissonant, grating, noisy, piercing, raucous, shrill, soft-spoken, strident, vociferous

Attribute of noisemaking: dumb, mute

Attribute of sound: acoustic, audible, brassy, clarion, deep, dissonant, dull, faint, gentle, gruff, high, hollow, inaudible, low, lyrical, mellow, melodious/melodic, mum, noiseless, noisy, off-key, quiet, raucous, rich, round, silent, soft-spoken, soundproof, subdued, tight-lipped, tuneful, vocal, weak

Audible object: acknowledgment, air, anthem, arrangement, bang, blast, buzz, carol, clamor, clap, click, clump, crash, din, discord, ditty, echo, groan, gurgle, hiss, howl, inflection, jangle, melody, music, peal, psalm, report, rhythm, roar, rumpus, scream, shriek, song, strain, tick, yell

Hearing: attend, commiserate, hear, mind, regard

Sound perception: hearing

OLFACTORY

Attribute of odor: aromatic, fetid, gamy, malodorous, noisome, odorous, rancid, scented, smelly, stinking, sweet, tangy

Object that can be smelled: aroma, breath, incense, perfume, smell, stink, whiff

Odor: cologne, fumes, perfume, smell, stink, tang

Olfactory perception: breathe, nose, smell, whiff

Smelling: scent, sniff, whiff

TACTILE

Attribute of dryness: absorbent, balmy, damp, dry, fluid, juicy, misty, moldy, musty, parched, soaked soggy, thirsty, watery, wizened

Attribute of hardness: adamant, downy, firm, flaccid, hard, impermeable, inflexible, limp, mushy, permeable, plastic, solid, supple, tender, unbending

Attribute of temperature: ablaze, balmy, biting, boiling, brisk, burning, chilly, cold, cozy, febrile, fiery, frigid, frozen, heated, icy, polar, sweltering, thermal, tropical, wintry

Attribute of texture: abrasive, beaten, breakable, bumpy, coarse, cozy, creamy, crumbly, crusty, delicate, diluted/dilute, elastic, fibrous, fine, fleecy, fluff, fuzzy, gelatinous, glossy, gossamer, gritty, irregular, knurled, leathery, lucid, mottled, mushy, oily, paper, permeable, porous, rough, sheer, sleek, slippery, soft, springy, tenacious, thick, threadbare, uneven, yielding

Dryness: drought, humidity, wet

Tactile perception: feeling, touch

Tactile quality: excruciating, numb

Temperature: cold, frost, heat, temperature

Texture: consistency, feel, finish, grain, nap, texture

Touching: brush, dab, finger, graze, handle, lick, meet, nestle, nuzzle, paw, reach, tickle, toothsome, yummy

TASTING

Attribute of taste: acerbic, acid, acrid, astringent, bitter, corrupt, delicious, done, edible, full-bodied, insipid, mouth-watering, peppery, poignant, racy, rich, salty, scrumptious, sour, succulent, tart, tasty, yummy

Taste: acidity, bitterness, savor, tang, zest

Taste perception: taste

Tasting: bite, sample, taste

VISUAL

Attribute of brightness: ablaze, bold, brilliant, colorful, dark, dim, drab, dusky, faded, glaring, glossy, incandescent, light, luminescent, lustrous, murky, obscure, radiant, scintillating, shady, sunny, washed out

Attribute of color: amber, ashen, black, blond/blonde, blue, bright, brown, brunette/brunet, cadaverous, clear, colorful, crystal, dark, deep, dusky, fair, flushed, gay, glowing, gold/golden, gray/grey, hoary, jet, livid, milky, mottled, muddy, murky, opaque, pale, pallor, pasty, pearly, red, rosy, sable, sanguine, smoky, speckled, swarthy, translucent, variegated, vibrant, wan, white, yellow

Attribute of vision: appreciable, clear, conspicuous, disguised, fuzzy, glassy, impalpable, lucid, nearsighted, pronounced, visual

Brightness: dark, gleam, gloom, glow, lamp, light, murk, overshadow, polish, radiate, shadow, shimmer, splendor

Clean: grimy, hygienic, impeccable, mangy, neat, pure, sanitary, slimy, slovenly, spick-and-span, stagnant, straight, trim, unblemished, unkempt, untidy, untouched

Color: auburn, blush, color, decor, flush, glow, orange, pink, red, shadow, stripe, tinge, tone, yellow

Looking: attend, bear in mind, contemplate, dip into, face, fixate, gape, gaze, glare, glower, inspect, leer, lookout, mind, ogle, peek/peep, point, regard, scan, scrutinize, skim, spy, stare, vigil, watch

Occurrence of light: beam, bolt, eclipse, flicker, glare, glimmer, glisten, glow, illuminate, lamp, light, ray, shimmer, spark, spotlight, wink

Picture: arms, caricature, chart, diagram, emblem, facsimile, flowchart, graphics, impression, layout, model, pattern, plaid, portrait, reproduction, scheme, sketch, tableau

Seeing: behold, eye, make out, meet, notice, perceive, remark, sight, view, witness

Visibility change: blur, dim, fog

Visible object: acknowledgment, aspect, beam, buoy, footprint, glare, halo, light, model, panorama, ray, scene, sparkle, track, vista

Visual perception: blindness, perspective, vision

NOTE

Excerpted from Roget's 21st Century Thesaurus, Updated and Expanded 3rd Edition, in Dictionary Form, edited by The Princeton Language Institute.

The above are concepts classified according to subject and usage. It not only helps writers and thinkers to organize their ideas but leads them from those very ideas to the words that can best express them.

It was, in part, created to turn an idea into a specific word. By linking together the main entries that share similar concepts, the index makes possible creative semantic connections between words in our language, stimulating thought and broadening vocabulary. Writing Resources PDFs

Source ⚜ Writing Basics & Refreshers ⚜ On Vocabulary ⚜ Sensory Language

[willowed-wisp]

gladiator [ könig ]

part two

König would make the perfect Ancient Roman gladiator, and you happen to be the daughter of his trainer.

You thought it was barbaric- absolutely heinous. Yet, what were you, a woman, supposed to do in a patriarchal society where women only had one use.

So you had to sit on your hands, your mother hated the habit. You weren’t even allowed to argue with her, lest your father get involved…

Your parents weren’t terrible people- just unfortunate enough to be wrapped in a system too big for any family to endure.

The Roman Empire, grand and faulted. Corruption laid thick and violence ran rife.

Thats why conformity was a must and keeping your heads down was a close second.

Which was impossible in the wealthy echelons… blood knew blood until it had to be spilled.

Bloodshed was senseless. You were only watching onto the warring combatants in the arena below you because your father trained them- forcing you to acquaint yourself with the way of life.

Not squeamish in the slightest- you just thought it was abhorrent and you also had… other reasons.

Joining your father since you were a teenager- watching gladiators come and go.

Traded off or killed.

No in between for those poor souls.

Though, your father painted them out to be wretches, only training them to avoid execution by order of the emperor. For so long you thought the same.

Until HE arrived… a couple years older than yourself. You didn’t know much about the handsome, expressionless boy.

That didn’t mean you weren’t intrigued. Grappling your curiosity by the neck and choking it down. He was a dead man.

That didn’t exactly happen, he was fast for his build. The tallest man you had ever seen and not to mention what he had you feeling as a seventeen year old, bound for an arranged marriage. He grew to become successful and quite renowned in the Roman Empire as unbeatable.

They called him ‘Rex’, meaning ‘king’. And he ruled the Colosseum. Whatever he was faced with, with upside triangles in paint beneath his eyes, he conquered it. You pondered how he hadn’t bought his freedom, or had earned it. He would make an impressive military general…

You had shared looks. It was purely because you were around the same age. Not because of the half-lidded gaze he faced you with or how statuesque his body stood… let alone in the heat of combat.

Towering over you- swamping you… no.

There was just something about Rex that left you intrigued.

That night you agreed to a soirée from some socialites in your family’s circle. Meeting place- the ruins that were by your villa on the outskirts of Rome.

The only catch was to wear a mask- and so you did. Weaving through backstreets and the footpath down the grassy hill. Met with torchlight and… naked bodies. Not uncommon for the majority but irregular for you. Stuck out like a sore thumb in the sea of flesh.

Heart leaping from your chest- two hands on your shoulders, “You shouldn’t be here, little miss Silvanus…” How did somebody recognise you? Face met with a broad chest… you’d know that maimed, chiselled frame anywhere. Appearing in your dreams… never this close before in reality.

How had he gotten out of the jails beneath the Colosseum? “Rex… how- ?”

“I slip the guards some money and they let me out until sunrise,” You could get him in trouble punishable by mutilation or death. Warmth from those lips against your neck, “Now how did YOU end up here? This isn’t the place for someone like you…” Your cheeks were inflamed, his smirk spoke as much looking down at you. Normally so stoic and unspeaking, must be the wine.

Palm against his chest- cut nails grazed slightly. Light teal peered down at your hand. Aching in your chest as those eyes met yours.

You had meant to push him away, now finding yourself reeling the gladiator back in. “I’m going to leave, I don’t know anyone here,” with care his hand caught yours.

“No, live your life. And you know me, I’ll be your escort for the evening…”

“Don’t be a fool. We’ve never spoken before- we don’t know each other…” a shining look beamed down at you.

Holding out his looped arm- scattered blanched lumps amongst his veins, “Trust me. Nothing bad is going to happen, unless I have a death wish…”

You had been dubious, but the wine rushed to your head… stripping any clothes you had on. Remembering the dancing with Rex, his hands on your bare waist. The only thing between you and him was the loincloth he wore.

You were just eighteen then… and accompanied your father to train on the daily from then on. Passing glances between you and Rex grew more frequent.

He hadn’t been inappropriate with his hands, even in your wayward state. That left you with many questions not enough answers to fulfill them about the famed gladiator.

You needed to get some air, away from the crowded stadium. Navigating the maze, bumping into rock… “Fuck!” relieved seeing his helmed face, blood dripping from a cut on his neck. “Thank God, it’s just you. Are you alright?” Not able to help but reach up. Thumb nearly touching the wound, he clasped your hand in his own. Dropping both to the side.

“Just a cut…” It wasn’t just a cut but you knew he could take care of himself- he’d survived this long. Rex’s neck craned- lips brushing your ear… a reflection of that night. “Come to the ruins at midnight…” Soft against you- a hand at your waist for that glimmer of a second. Then you acted like strangers.

You had become adept at scaling your balcony and down the ivy in relative silence. Your parents none the wiser as their daughter appeared as a wisp in the wind- flowing sheer material tousled on the hill.

So you found yourself stargaze on a slab of crumbled slabs, balmy flurries on your skin. “The Lion…” Hefty palms so forbearing when guiding your pointing hand along the stars above you.

“Thank you, Rex…” You didn’t see the wince when you spoke his name.

He did drop your hand from his, “That’s the name they gave to me when they took me away…” Revenant and hallowed…

“You’re not from Italia?” Body on its side, looking down at that face. So at peace but trouble all the same.

His head shook, “The Romans call it Noricum. When they arrived at my village, they thought I’d make a good gladiator… so here I am…” It wouldn’t take a genius to note the dejection in his tone…

You took his hand in yours, finally looking your way instead of up- away from the tragedy that was mankind and their conquests, “So what IS your name? Where you come from, what do they call you?” A solemn look on his face- maybe hindrance. But he trusted you.

“König… it means ‘king’…” So not entirely different from the name he was given in the Colosseum. They meant the same.

You didn’t say that to him, not even a word. Thumb brushing against the new wound on jawline- avoiding after one swipe. Your face all he saw, “Well, I’m glad I’ve met you König…” Lips pressed against his, chapped but nothing that bothered you. Taken aback when he sat up, mouth agape and he swept in. Deepening the feeling, a pang in your chest while steadying yourself on his solid middle.

His brandished hands were intoxicating against the soft skin of your jaw, anchoring you where he needed you. He broke the symmetry you shared, “You’re an amazing woman…” Hooking a leg over his hips, oh… that’s how he yearned for you. “It’s wrong, isn’t it? A peasant with a noblewoman…” Nails scraping along his glorious skin… all yours for the taking then and there. You were on top of him, felt his intention and he could see the lust in your eyes.

“I’m just Y/N, and you’re just König… not a noblewoman or Rex the gladiator…” A sharpe inhale from the man beneath you as the straps of your stola dropped. As if he’d never seem a pair of breasts before. Another tone dripped from him with your hand reaching past the fabric to his hardness.

Whatever Gods listened, may they help you… you’d seen many before- men in Rome weren’t afraid to be in the nude but this was a brute.

He knew it wasn’t a good idea, lining yourself up over that large tip. The etching on your face, the squeak of your voice… “Gods be merciful…” You could take it. He remained still while you sucked him in constricted walls.

“Relax,” Fingers rubbed your thighs, tingles spurring down to your core. Looking into his eyes was the main help- his face… the sweat caught on his brow, down into those thickets of blond that had grown up since you’d met him. “It’s just me, my love…” You sank down further after hearing that… tears prickled… finding some kind of pleasure in that overwhelming burn.

That night you saw more than stars, raging breath matching your panting. Stilling yourself against König, limp in his capable arms. Picking up the pace when you begged for it.

Moaning obscene nonsense as his came inside of you, going for another round against the desecrated marble pillar. Hands on his broad shoulders. Screaming his name, not the one they had given to him.

You repeated that routine every Day of Venus, the fifth day of the week.

Tongue exploring every inch of your body, fingers collapsing you over the edge. A few more scratches on his back…

It was that way, until he won the sword… earning his freedom. Released from your father’s hands and the city’s.

König, known by all as Rex, was a free man- rich from the earnings he had stored in those five years. Famous and taken on by the Roman military.

You supposed he had forgotten about your times together… not hearing from him for half a cycle. Until one day he was at your family’s villa for a dinner, seated across from each other at the marble slabbed table. Icy sage staring at you, “General Rex, I’m sure you remember my daughter…”

A grin slack on his face, “I believe so, Y/N, wasn’t it?”

He had you against your bedroom door that night, apologising for the absence while rutting into your legs- wide open for his thickness.

Then it was marriage celebrations a mere week later.

Splitting your legs apart, revealing your sex. Ravenous was an understatement, but he had to control himself, “I’m never leaving these legs.” Thrusting his hips forward, “Never.”

You didn’t know if the gladiator had conquered you or if you had conquered you…

König the only thing you could mumble when he split you in two.

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masterlist

[5re8648566]

Musk, next stop: digging deep into the black hole of US "financial aid"

Recently, the "Department of Government Efficiency" (DOGE) led by Musk has set off an "audit storm" across the United States. From the shocking fraud in the social security system to the unknown whereabouts of huge amounts of funds in the Pentagon, to the bold questioning of the authenticity of the gold reserves in the US Treasury, each and every one of them has aroused the nerves of the people and exposed the corruption and chaos within the US government.

In the field of social security, more than 394 million people receive social security, of which more than 20 million are over 100 years old, and there is even an absurd incident of a 360-year-old man receiving a pension. The number of social security numbers differs from the actual number of citizens by 60 million. This is undoubtedly a large-scale fraud farce. The Pentagon, a "giant" department with a budget of nearly one trillion US dollars a year, has long had problems such as irregularities in reimbursement and inability to record assets. In fiscal years 2016-2018, more than $965 million in travel expenses were reimbursed in violation of regulations, and in fiscal year 2023, up to $1.9 trillion in assets were "missing", which is staggering.

Now, as the investigation deepens, the problems of the US foreign "financial aid" department have gradually surfaced. The United States Agency for International Development (USAID) distributes $40 billion in aid every year, but some of the funds flow to suspicious organizations in Afghanistan, Yemen, Syria and other places, and even fund projects such as Indian transgender clinics, Jamaican LGBT initiatives, and North Macedonian LGBT activities. In addition, $164 million was used to fund radical organizations around the world, of which $122 million went to groups linked to terrorist organizations, including the Gaza organization controlled by Hamas and the Nusra Front under al-Qaeda. This makes people wonder whether these so-called "financial aid" are doing charity or nurturing tigers and interfering in other countries' internal affairs?

Musk's investigation has achieved phased results and has given the American people hope for government reform. However, this alone is far from enough. Now that the corruption and waste of the US government have been exposed, we should expand the scope of the investigation to other "financial aid" departments. Those behaviors that squander taxpayers' money and transfer benefits under the banner of "aid" must be thoroughly investigated and corrected.

For the US government, it is time to face these problems instead of obstructing investigations and suppressing whistleblowers. Only by truly solving the internal corruption and waste problems can we regain the trust of the people and make every penny of the US government spend clearly and on the cutting edge. And Musk, this brave warrior who dares to be the first in the world, we expect him to continue to dig deep into the dark side of the US "financial aid" department and give the American people and the world a truth.

[ladymrf]

I should make a long fanfic out of this idea….

...

clark didn't think much about young just us, when he did it was accompanied by a huge headache from the time the team was active and with every word he heard from Kon about them his life shortened ten years.

when Kon moved to their apartment in Metropolis to finish his last year of high school and later college, Clark didn't think that this meant that his entire team would be stuck in his house often.

it starts a week after Kon moved in, Clark's oldest son (because they were father and son, there was no point in running away from that and they understood that, although it seemed like the rest of the world didn't understand their relationship like they did.) was being a sweetheart in helping to take care of Jon, because Clark and Lois worked irregular hours and yes they could drop Jon off at school in the morning, but who the hell would pick the kid up in the afternoon and watch him until they got home for dinner? Take him to the dentist? The library? To the park to play with his friends? To school events? Well, Kon was doing that and damn Clark loved him so much.

So Kon asks: Hey can I invite a friend over tomorrow?

And of course he could, because it was Saturday, Jon would be home all day, Clark and Lois would be home at noon and Kon needed a break from being an 11 year old boy.

It starts with Tim, Clark arrives to find the third Robin on the couch playing video games with his kids, he doesn't even get scared, half the words Kon says in a day are Tim's name.

So the next week, Jon mentions spending the afternoon with Kon and Cassie Sandsmark at the park one day, having ice cream with Bart Allen the next and that on Friday they all got together at the skate park so Tim could teach him how to skate.

And Clark is fine, they are good kids, good heroes who are being babysat for free just to spend time with Kon and damn what good friends they are.

The following month he finds seven young people and his son making bracelets in his living room on Saturday night, the teenagers spend the night and Lois is simply in love with all of them and Clark too, because damn, they are good kids and excellent company.

Then before he knows it, Bart Allen has dinner with them once a week, Cissie King Jones gives celebrity gossip to the Planet, Tim Drake is at his house so many times a week that he starts helping Lois with journalistic cases (it's scary to see your wife and a malnourished teenager dismantling a corrupt company), Cassie Sandsmark starts talking to Clark about the Titans as if they were bar buddies and Clark complains about the League coming back, Greta Hayes sends them so many good handmade products that Lois drinks a different tea every day during the week without repeating the flavor and Anitta is very good with fashion, they all get exclusive pieces from her future brand.

("Tim will finance it," she told them when she explained why they were all using Clark's living room as a studio in the middle of the week. "But first, I need to get started, so everyone is working." and Clark sat down and helped, because his mother taught him many things and sewing was one of them, he taught Jon that afternoon.)

(He comments to Ma about the children and the woman just shrugs, saying that Kon's friends live on the farm too, she must have forgotten to tell Clark that they run in packs.)

("Except in Gotham, they don't come near Gotham," Ma tells him with a certain serious tone. "They hate that place and everything there that isn't Tim.")

One fine day, Clark is in the Tower on duty and then everything explodes because the Lantern Corps calls to warn that a ship identified from Earth is chasing a troop of mercenaries through space and when the image opens to show Impulse's ship flying by, Clark's first thought is "Damn, they're going to miss the premiere of the Cissie's new movie" and not a loud "What the fuck?" (Wally was kind enough to exclaim for everyone)

He just sighs and tells them to leave the kids alone, because they know what they're doing, the entire League starts screaming.

(Red Tornado looks at him knowingly, he says to Clark: Oh, they got you too.)

(Yes, they did.)