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CLARK KENT / SUPERMAN  -  DC COMICS

definitely not superman. what gave you that idea? he’s just a normal human man. he’s literally just a guy.

may or may not actually be an alien from the planet krypton with nigh-godlike powers that he uses to defend humanity

countryyyy boyyyy i looooveee youuuuuu blahhhhh

please don’t pick a fight with him. 

actually? pick a fight with him before he gets too much power back, just to say you did it

your new best friend (if you’re a pretty good person)

your new most annoying enemy (if you’re a villain)

brings coffee into the office, is always the one who gets stuck holding the door open, gives people his umbrella when they forget theirs

your local “bikes to work at his office job” guy

sir that’s my emotional support alien (literally he’ll listen to your problems and give great advice)

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Favourite Comic Book Characters: Kal-El

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oopsie daisy, here's a proper re-app for clark kent/superman of dc comics, this time with my contact info properly listed! sorry about that and thanks again!

Welcome to the very diamondy Isola Radiale, Clark!

You’ll find yourself housed in CONDO 415.

Everything you received during your previous stay has been returned to you!

Enjoy your stay!

-- * aquila

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When Bruce said he had to leave, he meant to do it alone. Each word out of Clarks mouth ground on his nerves more-so than usual. It wasn’t the first time Clark had pissed him off of course, but this time felt different if only because he couldn’t get a handle on his emotional response. That fact didn’t make any sense to him, and thinking about it logically was proving difficult the more Clark spoke. He already knew his shit.

Each one of Bruce’s kids knew how to interpret the way he cared and loved them, that’s what he thought anyway. His close friends should know the excessively roundabout ways he showed he cared too. He was never vocal about it and he can’t ever imagine saying those three fragile words to anyone ever again. Arguing with Clark about this was futile, and he was trying his damnedest to leave it alone.

Clark follows at his heels and he feels more on edge than he’s ever been. What hits him more out of this is Clark’s desire for him to show himself as something other than a cold heartless monster- the fact that he even says that gives a sting that this man didn’t understand him at all. He should know him better than this. Why was Clark so stupid?

Once they’re outside Bruce turns on the heel of his foot in a flash with one swift right jab to the Kryptonians cheek- it felt extremely satisfying to be able to hit him without breaking his knuckles in the process. “Fuck you Clark!” That practiced control shatters like a broken dam and everything Bruce held in spilled out.

“Why the hell should it matter to you the way I live my life? It is my job to keep the people I care about safe and no amount of me letting someone love me-” the word love taste sour as he says it, “- is going to soften their suffering. They’ll suffer regardless! It doesn’t fucking matter to me that people I don’t care for might see me as a cold and heartless monster when the people that do know me should know, just as you claim to.”

Bruce turns his back on Clark and fixes his coat. “This is the last time we’re having this conversation. If you can’t understand why I do this, then we’re not as close as I thought we were. Goodbye Clark.” He steps away to leave him behind, feeling the need to keep his distance and retreat to a place he can collect himself again. Bruce needed to go over the events of this conversation, mostly to figure out how or why these emotional outbursts were happening, it wasn’t because he wanted to think about Clark’s words. It was a broken record, Bruce wasn’t going to change the way he wanted people to perceive him, he wasn’t going to allow himself to become so vulnerable again.

    Bruce had never really punched him before. Not like this. He had always been able to sidestep in the blink of an eye, or catch his fist mid-throw, or simply deter one just by virtue of being literally invulnerable. People often compared it to punching a brick wall -- but in all honesty, punching Clark was much worse, because he would disregard the fight at hand to check for injuries. A part of him even realizes now that he could stop that punch before it lands, even without his usual reflexes.

    For some reason, he doesn’t. Clark doesn’t even throw up his arms to attempt to block it. Instead, Bruce’s fist collides with his cheek hard, and there’s a reverberating pain and a click in his jaw as he tries to recover from the blow. Honestly, he counts himself lucky that this is the first - and hopefully the last - time he’s ever been on the receiving end of a punch from Batman.

    Once he’s come back to his senses and stands upright again (albeit still holding his tender jaw), Clark expects more cruelty to spew out of his mouth. He can see the pain on Bruce’s expression, hear it interwoven in every hurt word he speaks, and his heart aches for his best friend. He regrets - hates - every harsh word he’s said so far. And yet, he can’t help but open his mouth and try to apologize, try to make amends despite knowing he’s royally screwed this up.

    “Bruce, wait! I’m sorry!” Clark never expected honest words to shock him. He had expected his tongue to twist that apology into something cruel again, as it had done this entire conversation, but for once he seems to have found himself again. He knows this argument is far from over, but still, the relief feels like a heavy weight has been lifted off his shoulders. “Please, don’t walk away!”

    It’s almost certainly not going to work. Bruce has already turned his back on him and Clark isn’t even sure what he could possibly say now to remedy this, despite being snapped back to his senses by a punch. He doesn’t really expect his best(?) friend to give him the time of day anymore, but he still feels compelled to say something.

    “I know. I know, Bruce. You’re not heartless. Heck, I might know that better than anybody. I’m just - I’m sorry, okay? I really don’t know what came over me. You’re not a monster, alright? We both know you’re not. You’re a really selfless guy with a huge heart and a lot of love to give - just in a different way than a lot of us.”

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this is bringing me so much more joy than you’ll ever know

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uughgh i’m sorry to the many people to whom i owe tags / meme answers! between work, illness, and an injury that’s made it hard to sit comfortably at my desk for long, i haven’t had the energy to get things out properly, but i’m hoping to get caught up over the next couple days! y’all are so lovely, thanks for your literal endless patience with me, orz

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ANONYMOUS ASKED: You know Kal you can't help someone who doesn't want help. You can only extend your hand for so long before you must let that person go. You can't save everyone, some people are just intent on destroying themselves. Its sad, I wish you could help everyone :(

     “How could you say something like that?” His tone is bold, commanding -- typical Superman. Yet his words are anything but, betraying how hurt he is at the sentiment, even as his voice never falters. “Do you have any idea how hard it can be to admit you need a little help, let alone ask for it? I don’t expect everybody I reach out to to want my help. Or anyone’s, for that matter. But that doesn’t mean they don’t deserve to have someone fighting in their corner.”

     “If I ‘let someone go’ when I had every opportunity to help, I’m just as culpable in their pain and suffering as whoever or whatever is inflicting it on them. I know that I’ll never be able to save everyone who needs it, but... I will never willingly give up on someone. Can you imagine how that must make them feel? To see Superman on TV, lifting buildings and extinguishing fires, wondering why he didn’t help you when he had the chance. And what if that next little push to help them, the one you’re suggesting I give up on and don’t take, was all it would have taken to save them?” 

     “And helping someone isn’t always just about insisting they take my hand. It’s a lot more complex than that. For all the direct help I do -- you know, saving people from disasters or taking down the latest bad guy -- there’s a lot of indirect, unintentional stuff too. It’s about giving people hope. It’s about seeing goodness in the world and deciding to live on, or make a difference in your community, or even just improving one small thing about yourself. So that people don’t have to want Superman’s help to get it, you know?”

     “That’s all I want. To have a positive impact even on lives I’ve never touched, to save people without having to extend my hand.”

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ANONYMOUS ASKED: Superman's birthday is on the 29th right? How is your muse celebrating? (❁´◡`❁) And doesn't he technically have two birthdays. I remember Clark Kent's birthday being june 30th.

     you’re exactly right, feb. 29th (or rather, today!) is superman’s birthday! and he actually doesn’t do all that much to celebrate it, especially in spirale city, since he mostly regards it as a secret identity thing, you know? fans of superman around the world like to have a day to celebrate, but aside from a few public appearances to thank people for their kind words (and probably donate their gifts to charity lbr) he doesn’t do much celebrating in private!

     on the other hand, clark celebrates june 18th as his “birthday” despite it not actually being the day he was born, as it’s the day the kents adopted him! that’s the day he’ll actually “party” on, and it’s the date he accepts more as his actual birthday.

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@INVITEDEATH ASKED: 🎧 + souperman  //  Send “🎧 + a muse” and I’ll pick a song from my playlist that reminds me of them!

DIRTY AIR  //  two door cinema club

give me the vine  and i’ll give you the wine bring anything that will burn and you’ll get fire in return we’ll start a fire, fire, fire, fire, blazing, raising hell now, well now, anything to catch your eye

SUNBURN SURRENDER  //  capital cities

in my city, moving through the stress, i try to stay light float above the stress, but when i’m not high you are my upside, you send me  the brightest of memories i’m not dreaming, that’s your silhouette this moment, fleeting i’ll never forget, i need your fixing you are eclipsing, pretender my sunburn surrender

TIMEBOMB  //  walk the moon

heads up, look alive the more that i stare into your eyes the more i get lost in your face; i’m warning you, babe a red line, danger zone point of no return coming real close pulling me in, i’m afraid; i’m warning you, babe afraid to light the fuse again; start a fire, lose a friend but when your heart opens it’s like i’m ready to fall again

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100 Random Character Development Questions

001. When is their birthday? 002. Do they do anything to celebrate their birthday? 003. Does your character like coffee better, or tea? 004. Do they prefer being alone or with others? 005. Are they in good health? 006. What sense do they most rely on? 007. Is your character an optimist or a pessimist? 008. What is their favorite fairy tale? 009. Do they believe in happy endings? 010. Do they believe in love at first sight? 011. How would your character court the person of their dreams? 012. What makes your character embarrassed? 013. Have they ever been bullied or teased? 014. Detail one secret shame your character feels. 015. Are they most likely to fight with their fists or their tongue? 016. What is their choice of weapon? 017. When does your character think that violence is justified or deserved? 018. Your character wakes up to find that war has been declared. What do they do? 019. If they could have a superpower, what would they choose? 020. What are their hobbies? 021. How do they display affection? 022. What is the most beautiful thing they’ve ever seen? 023. What do they consider beautiful in others physically? 024. What do they consider ugly in others physically? 025. What do they consider beautiful in others personality-wise? 026. What do they consider ugly in others personality-wise? 027. What is their idea of perfect happiness? 028. What makes them laugh out loud? 029. What sort of sense of humor does your character have? 030. Do they believe in the afterlife? 031. Are they superstitious about anything? 032. Does your character believe in ghosts? 033. Do they keep their promises? 034. What’s their view of lying? 035. What is the most important rule your character lives by? 036. How honorable is your character? 037. If your character saw someone drop a large sum of money and knew that they could probably take it without anyone noticing, what would they do? 038. What bad habits do they have? 039. What do they think is the worst thing that can be done to a person? 040. What is their obsession? 041. Are they comfortable with technology? 042. What is their greatest achievement? 043. What will they stand up for? 044. What disgusts them? 045. Does your character have any chronic medical conditions? 046. How do they handle getting sick? 047. What was the last medical problem your character had? 048. Do they have any allergies? 049. How does your character feel about growing old? 050. How does your character feel about their own mortality? 051. If they knew they would die tomorrow, what would they do today? 052. What is your character’s worst flaw? 053. What is your character’s greatest strength? 054. Does your character want power or authority of any kind? 055. Is your character an introvert or an extrovert? 056. Has your character ever struck someone in anger? 057. Has your character ever killed anyone? 058. What is your character’s idea of a perfect day? 059. List several phrases your character is fond of uttering. Where did they pick them up? 060. What is your character’s attitude toward education and learning? 061. Does your character prefer adventure or safety and security? 062. What sort of legacy does your character wish to leave behind? 063. How well does your character handle difficult people? 064. In what ways does your character annoy others? 065. Is your character better at leading or following? Which do they prefer? 066. Does your character prefer city life or being out in nature? 067. Does your character believe in fate or destiny? 068. How strong is your character’s sense of responsibility? What kinds of things trigger it? 069. What about your character is heroic? 070. What about your character is cowardly? 071. How kind is your character? 072. In a Dungeons & Dragons game, which class would your character be? (wizard, fighter, bard, priest, ranger, etc.) 073. In a novel, what plot role would your character fill? (hero, anti-hero, sidekick, villain, etc.) 074. What is your character’s favorite game? 075. Is your character ticklish? 076. How do they express anger? 077. How often do they cry? Over what? 078. How emotionally stable is your character? 079. How easy is it for them to read the emotions of others? 080. How easy is it for others to read your character’s emotions? 081. Is your character religious? 082. What are your character’s sleeping preferences? 083. What is the first thing they say and/or do when they wake up? 084. Describe your character in one word. 085. Describe your character in three words. 086. How would your character describe themself in one word? 087. How would your character describe themself in three words? 088. Is your character quiet or loud? 089. How vocally expressive is your character? 090. How bodily expressive is your character? 091. What type of music does your character like? 092. What emotion does your character evoke in others? 093. What is your character’s goal in life? 094. Name three things most would not expect your character to be able to know. 095. Name three things most would not expect your character to be able to do. 096. How do they move and carry themselves? What energy do they project? 097. How well do they adapt to change? 098. Does your character like animals? 099. Do they talk to inanimate objects? 100. Does your character dream? If so, what do they dream about?

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     “Someone always has to be fighting, don’t they.” Talk about the pot calling the kettle black.

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Shooting at ppl isn’t very nice!

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     Superman could’ve jumped into action a whole lot quicker with a few more of his usual tools on his side. His super-hearing, his reflexes, his speed... The most he can do is meet the falling man halfway with what’s left of his flight, catching him none too gently in his arms.

     “Don’t worry, I’ve got you! Are you alright?” 

     Although, their landing isn’t that gentle either. Superman’s feet hit the ground hard under their combined weight, and it’s a wonder he doesn’t drop the man in his arms, let alone collapse to the pavement entirely. With about as much grace as he can muster, Superman helps set him back on his feet again, making sure he isn’t too rattled from the fall to stand.

     “Not that you were really doing yourself any favours. What exactly were you doing up there?” A red boot toes one of the many arrows now scattered on the sidewalk. “And with all these arrows...? Geez, you’re a walking safety hazard. No offence. But you should really be more careful if you’re going to sit on top of buildings with a lot of sharp objects.”

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Arrows fall fifteen from the rooftop and clatter to the cement, up above is the infamous Hawkeye hanging off the side by a single arrow (that was wedged into the wall) he held onto for dear life. Maybe infamous wasn’t the right word, he had to be well-known for that. He could save himself, if only the arrow he held onto wasn’t beginning to bend. Snap.

“UWAh!”

Hopefully this wouldn’t hurt too bad..

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     It’s been far too peaceful. Even Superman of all people can admit that. Not that he minds standing unopposed -- but when Metropolis & Gotham’s finest defenders show up, he knows that their villains are bound to follow at some point. And when he hears of a bank robbery gone horribly wrong, well... 

     “I wouldn’t worry too much about that, Joker. I don’t want to be on your Christmas list anyway.” He knows this is a bad idea. Tangling with the Joker back home wasn’t the wisest of decisions, but here? With so little of his strength left? It’s practically a death wish, but Superman first sees three dead victims and a duo of hostages still fighting for their lives -- and then he just sees red. 

     First he takes flight. A quick dash to close the gap between him and the Joker, not nearly as fast as he should be, and a solid punch to the jaw. Once, it would’ve been akin to getting hit by a speeding train. Now, it doesn’t even send Joker collapsing to the floor and leaves Superman shaking out the residual pain in his knuckles and wrist.

     “You know, maybe I should call Batman. He’d agree with me that you aren’t very funny. And he’d give you the beatdown you’re asking for.”

     “Jon?” And he’d thought he was seeing red before. His next punch goes for the Joker’s stomach, harder than his right hook to the jaw, but still nowhere near the strength one would come to expect from Superman. “How do you know Jon?”

     Another punch, harder still.

     “You leave him alone, do you hear me? If you so much as lay a finger on him, you’ll be begging me to call Batman, since you won’t be getting any more mercy from me!”

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  Well… Beans.

  He sighs theatrically, running a hand through his hair before lifting them above his head. A show, of course. Anyone who knows the Joker knows that he doesn’t need his hands for things to go his way - and Superman certainly knows the Joker. “Aw, shucks, Supes. Had I known you were gonna be here, I would’ve brought you a present.” And here is in a bank, halfway to robbed with three dead tellers and a pair of hostages - by the smell of which aren’t in such a great place, emotionally. Really all he has left to do is grab the money and go, and naturally Superman of all people had to show up. “Gotta say… and no offense here, I would kill for you to call up Bats. I mean, if a big, strong man is gonna manhandle me, I’d rather it be him.” Promptly, his hands lower in favor of clapping as he remembers something important. “Say, how’s Jonny boy? Does he still have that bunny I gave him? Tell him Uncle Joker said hello, would you? Kid loves me.”

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     Superman had always liked to think he wasn’t quite as reckless and dangerous as others made him out to be. Sure, there would always be a certain persona that he and the media had crafted, but it wasn’t like he was forgetful, running ill-prepared into danger and getting himself hurt because he wasn’t used to a lack of most of his Kryptonian power...

     Or, he thinks as gravity takes its hold once more, maybe he is. Just how many times in a few short months would he forget about the limitations on his flight and drop from the sky? And with no cape for him to even attempt to control his fall, it’s going to be a rough landing.

     “Watch out!”

     He hardly even notices his descent slow to a gradual, gentle stop. There’s a lot more pressing things to be concerned about -- that Superman could break a few bones after this fall, or more pressing, that there’s a lot of civilians around. It takes a nearby voice to snap him out of his certain terror.

     “You... caught me?!” Well, him and possibly the cloud of golden butterflies that begin to disperse now that Superman is safe and sound. He carefully climbs out of Battler’s arms to once again stand on solid ground -- and dust himself off, a little embarrassed but still smiling.

     “I have to admit, I’m not used to being on this end of that scenario. It’s a little strange. But more importantly, thank you. I don’t want to think about what could have happened if you weren’t there to help.”

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Look, up in the sky! Something is moving there. Is it a bird? Is it a plane?

No! It’s… someone dropping from the sky on free fall! Oh, what a danger! The poor guy must have started his descent from a pretty big height. There is no way he can survive the landing impact! Oh, the agony! Oh, the tragedy! If only there were anyone available to save this doomed soul!

(This seems like a job to the Endless Sorcerer!)

Would you look at that! A heroic figure has appeared to save the falling man! Battler teleports a couple meters below the man’s current position, then waves his arm to summon a cloud of golden butterflies. The butterflies approach the man, twisting gravity so that his fall deaccelerates bit by bit, rather than the sudden stop the floor would bring.

The fall stops right at the point where the man ends up on Battler’s arms, a pretty iconic superhero pose. “Ihihi! That was quite the scare, eh-”

“…SUPERMAN?!”

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Clark and Bruce in a nutshell

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can’t believe i forgot to do something for bruce’s birthday?? some best friend clark is, smfh