#jon kent

[possumtion]

They have a special place in my heart

[incorrectbatfam]

Ope, sorry for the last ask- I didn't know, can I try again?

Maybe headcanon on the batfamily getting each other out of school without Bruce knowing? Maybe even the Supers?

[West-Reeve School]

Damian and Jon: *working*

Intercom: Will Damian Wayne and Jon Kent please report to the principal's office?

Jon: Are we in trouble?

Damian: Tt. That's just Todd's terrible voice acting.

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[Gotham High]

We Are Robin: *whispering amongst themselves*

Duke: What's up?

Dax, whispering: Don't freak out, but someone's been following you all afternoon.

Izzy: It's weirding us out.

Duke: *glances over his shoulder*

Duke: That's just Jason. He has to wait. I got a math test.

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[technical school]

Harper: *soldering a pipe*

Jason: *standing behind her*

Harper: I know you don't need me. Go bother Cullen.

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[Gotham U campus]

Bernard: I was thinking after class, we can—

Tim: Hold that thought.

Tim: *opens a trash can lid*

Tim: I told you, Jason, I'm busy 'til three.

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[Gotham U med school lab]

Professor: *instructing*

Jason: *hangs outside the window*

Steph, internally: Ignore him. You need to pass this class.

Jason: *making faces*

Steph, raising her hand: Sir, may I draw the blinds?

Professor, completely unaware: No.

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[dance practice]

Cass: And a one, and a two—

Jason: *standing in the corner*

Jason: Hello? Time-sensitive situation?

Cass: Is not. You had time to buy a smoothie.

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[Zoom lecture]

Instructor: Who can tell me how to troubleshoot this type of error?

Jason: *joins the Zoom*

Barbara: Ma'am, there's something wrong with your video.

Instructor: Really?

Barbara: I can help you fix it.

Instructor: That would be wonderful, thank you.

Instructor: *makes Barbara a co-host*

Barbara: *kicks Jason out*

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[job training]

Trainer: The main highlights of our safety protocol are—

Jason, knocking on the doorframe: Excuse me, I need Dick Grayson for a second.

Trainer: Who are you?

Jason: His parole officer.

Dick: *glares*

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Jason: No one bother me on Tuesday.

Dick: Why?

Jason: I'm chaperoning Lian's field trip. I believe in the value of an uninterrupted learning experience, so if any of you so much as text me, I'm erasing your number forever.

Everyone:

[hitthestankeyleg]

Pathetically in love Jon’s gotta be my favorite

[tarta-de-limon]

Man I freaking love your fat babian🙏🤌🤌🤌🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️! Can we have one where he and Jon are both chubby babies? And maybe batman or supes gushing over how adorable they are ? Would love to get out of comics for a while, too depressing 😭😭

OMG, SURE! But I wasn't really in the mood to draw batman and superman (I'm never in the mood 😭)

I hope this is enough tho!

[syamoraichik]

[bobbinalong]

first absolute fanart and of course it's this freak who doesn't even exist over there

[dailydccomics]

DC’s Kal-El-Fornia Love #1 cover art by Bernard Chang

[jasposeyblog]

My acquisition of Super Sons doodle by Joe Phillips

[anyspirit]

They were put in charge of babysitting

[artisicallya-rambo]

This made me realise how annoying it is trying to do comic lettering without the speech bubble tool, my god this was hellish

[imsaunteringvaguelydownwards]

Ponyo Damijon!!!!

[ilona2nerrie]

Part two of Jonathan and the Wayne’s!

Dick rushed into the room, slamming open the door and startling a Jon who was about to try fix his fan. Hon knew there was no superpowers in the house so he had gotten a ladder and was holding rope attached to said ladder to steady himself. 

When dick burst in he promptly fell off the ladder hitting his head on the bed. Probably damaging the bed more than he did himself.

“Ah- you idiot, what is it dickhead?”

Dick, who still looked panicked, flung out his hand and held Jon’s shoulder.

“No jonathan! Don’t do it!”

Jon paused, mind blanking.

“Ok.” He said, tilting his head.

“Do what?”

“I got your text message!” Dick gasped out, trying to catch his breath.

“ ‘thanks for everything?!?!’ “

“Yes.” Jon said, not getting the point.

“I just felt like thanking you. For, well, everything.” He shrugged.

“Wait so you’re good?” Dick paused.

“Yes, why?”

“Well I might have misinterpreted your actions-“ dick started before Tim burst in.

“Take him down, semper fi!”

“Agh-“

Dick clasped his hands in his lap and looked to the sideways nervously.

“And told the family group chat .”

“Live Jonathan!” Tim yelled, doing some real shitty cpr onto the hybrids chest.

“Live! Jonathan, you are loved!”

“Why does ‘love’ feel like fucking kryptonite?” Jon said, voice warbling as he was thrust back and forth.

Dick grabbed his shoulders pulling Tim back.

“No, timcicle, it’s fine, he’s good.” Dick sighed, as Tim got off a heaving Jon who rolled to his side and onto his arms. Pushing himself up.

Tim, looked over at dick, offended. Then back to Jonathan.

“You mean I touched him for nothing? Give me five dollars.”

Jon paused, an annoyed expression flitting his face before he handed it over.

“Here.”

Tim grabbed it, despite being stinking rich clutching it like it was a comfort.

“Capitalism had softened the blow.”

Stephanie burst in next, holding some of Alfred’s cookies, looking genuinely worried. Shoving the other two men past she thrust the jar in Jonathan’s face.

“Here, comfort foods! Your ok!”

“Wha- so many baked goods?” Jon said, tilting his head.

Cassandra who was standing at the door yelled.

“It’s not working! Somebody ruin his dad’s day! The petty revenge will make him feel better!”

“No guys, it’s ok!” Dick yelled, looking around.

“No it’s not, dick!” Stephanie gasped, looking at Jon.

“lol at him! He looks terrible!”

“But this is not of my better days?” Jon whispers to himself.

Damian walked into the room, already talking before surveying the carnage.

“Jonathan, I have revived a disturbing text message so I am willing to let you-“ he said before stoping and seeing his siblings.

“We’ll come back to this later.” Damian said abruptly thinking of something else he could do instead of his planned thought.

Jonathan looked at Damian, trying o adjust his yellow beanie.

“I’m confused on what’s happening- ow! Why’d you slap me?” He asked, looking up at Damian.

Damian was gonna offer him a hug, but his siblings were here. So no affection must be showed.

“Because you tried to hurt me cr- friend.”

“What? But I’m your friend- I’m your friend?”

Jon said the last part looking at Damian with hopeful eyes. 

“It was a false alarm Damian.”

“Oh.” Damian turned back to Jon.

“Go fuck your self then, never mind.”

He said, about to walk out.

“Ignore that.” Dick said, shooting Damian a look. “We’re happy you’re ok Jonathan.”

“Thanks but,” Jon started, looking up.

“Am I really so fragile that you think even the slightest provocation will send me hurtling into taking my own life?”

“Considering the circumstances of how you came to live with us, yes.”

Jon paused, then frowned.

“Oh.” He said softly, then Damian yanked his beanie down.

“Hey!”

“That’s for making my friend sad!”

“This cycle is vicious!”

part one: Jon the weed dealer.

Part three: stinging Jason todd

[jetslay]

DC's Kal-El-Fornia Love #1 cover by Bernard Chang.

[syamoraichik]

[demigodoreo]

Summer of Superman Special #1 (2025)

[bobbinalong]

absolute kids