#Batman X Superman

[iwasnotaslasher]

JL press conference.

Since soon it will come Pride Month, they are asked what plans they have for it, and everyone answer the usual: patrolling the parade that will take place in their cities, so that it'll go safely.

But then a reporter specifically asks Batman, adding: "Can you state something on the latest theories circulating about you?"

"What those theories are saying?" Batman's voice crakles, flat like his expression.

"Some far right incel groups are convinced that the lack of your presence during the parades is a clear evidence about your homophobia."

Silence falls on the pressroom.

Various JL's members look alarmed at each other, dreading Batman's reaction. Oliver, the only one that knows his real identity, just smirks to himself and waits. The tension builds up until Diana reaches for the microphone, but stops herself when Bruce rises a hand.

"Is that what they say?" he speaks again, inscrutable.

"They do have a point." the reporter teases him, "So, anything to state about?"

After which Bruce - a not-so-closeted bi who lost count of how many of his kids are queer, and who's currently running on coffee, painkillers and spite - chose violence.

Where 'violence' means grabbing Superman by his nape a smashing their mouths together.

After a second of pure shock, the pressroom erupts into a chaos of shrieked questions and camera flashes.

Diana palmfaces hard, Oliver brusts out laughing, Barry and Hal excange bet money. The only JL member just slightly confused but still composed is J'onn.

Too surprised to know how to react, Clark leans into the kiss, letting Bruce eating his face out in front of the press - which giving their status it very well means in front of the whole world. But oh he's gonna make him pay, both for this whole public embarrassment and for having their first kiss in this darn situation.

When Bruce feels satisfyied about the show, he parts from Clark with a loud 'smooch', dries the spit from his mouth with the back of his hand and turns to the press, again silent.

"Sorry, where you saying? Oh yes..."

"Don't..." Diana pleas through her teeth.

Patting Clark's arm to comfort the poor man, Oliver grins and says: "C'mon B... do it!"

"Don't instigate him!" Diana hisses to him.

Bruce rises a grapple and launch it up, flipping off the whole room while he disappears crashing through the cieling.

Oliver is laughing again, Hal is clapping and whistling.

"I am not sure about what just did occurr." J'onn approcces Barry, "Isn't Batman in love with Kal-El and reciprocated? What is this turmoil about?"

"I guess it's... uhm... complicated?" Barry says.

"I'm going to kill him!" Diana snarls at the broken cieling.

Red-faced and disheveled and surrounded by overly excited reporters, Clark grumbles: "Not if I find him first."

[mysticwolfshadows]

I've been reading so much Superbat lately, and I love me identity shinanagins. And I love all the angst filled reveals in near death situations, the fluffy ones that have a heart felt confession of identity, and the goofy ones where one of them (usually Bruce) is being a bit of a troll. But I want to see more of the angst filled ones in a situation that we, as the audience, knows isn't dangerous, but has Bruce FREAKING.

I'm of course talking about a reveal where Bruce is basically reliving his parents death.

Just imagine, Bruce and Clark are out of a date, they stayed later than they meant to. When they're heading back to the car, they need to turn down a now dark stretch of road. From the dark, a mugger slips out of the shadows, gun pointed straight at Bruce. Bruce isn't worried at first, already reaching for a money clip he keeps just for this, but Clark immediately moves between them. And Bruce panics. Because he knows what Clark will try to do. And he knows it wont work. And he knows what will happen when Clark fails.

But he can't move. He can only watch as Clark tries to talk the mugger down. Can only watch as Clark slowly reaches to take the gun. Flinches as the muzzle flashes and the gunshot echoes in his ears as the bullet goes straight to Clark's stomach. The mugger flees, and Bruce reaches for Clark in a panic. He pulls Clark back, not even realizing that he's practically grappling Clark to sit in the alley way, seeing only red as he presses his hands where he thinks the wound is.

And Clark is just trying to calm him down, eventually having to force Bruce to look at him, as he pulls Bruce's hands away to let the flattened bullet into Bruce's palm. Saying, "Bruce, there's something I need to tell you."

Anyway, just Identity shinanagins, but have it be repeating trauma because I wanna see traumatized Bruce cry.

[v00do-d0ll]

Does anyone have some superbat fics where both Bruce and Clark are unnervingly obsessive with each other..

Like basically matching each others freak?.. well ig more Clark matching Bruce’s freak, because I don’t see Clark being obsessive with Lois.

Because 1. Lois wouldn’t tolerate that shit

And 2. I just don’t see that for them personally

BUT BRUCE.. they have to know where the other is at all times.

Bruce secretly puts trackers and cameras in all of Clark’s shit and Clark knows about it but he finds it hot. He purposely looks into them in his apartment just to tease Bruce.

Clark being possessive with Bruce at galas. Glaring at all of the high society people touching and dancing with Bruce. Seeing someone put their hands in places that only Clark can touch and kinda losing it. Passive aggressively stealing Bruce away just to pull him in a closet or something, kissing him within an inch of his life. Making sure Bruce knows who he belongs to.. 

And Bruce LOVES IT, because he doesn’t have to hide the crazy ass tendencies he has with Clark, because Clark is just as crazy as he is about the other.

ALL THE GOOD STUFF, so yeah, if you have fics like that. Please send them my way. ◡̈

[gaybatsblog]

Superbat Fic I'm currently writing;

Context: Jason has died, Clark tries to stop Bruce from murdering a clown that 100% deserves it.

"Each moment of pain he witnessed caused a wave of guilt washed over him. Bruce was mourning the loss of his child, [...] and here Clark was getting flushed at the idea that they were cuddling. God, he was a terrible person, longing for a man in mourning."

But I'm kinda scared to post it bc it's my first fic, would anyone wanna beta-read it and give me sum constructive criticism?

[tchtokyo]

I love the hc of clark having a massive very obvious crush/in love with Bruce...but what happen Bruce having the obvious crush/in love with clark. More like in love bc at this stage of their friendship Bruce just wants to dive into Clark's pants like a wild animal.

Clark: *talking about a mission off world*

Bruce: *on the inside* omg!!! His curl is extra curly today!!! And his eyes are so blue!!! Omg he's looking at me!!!

Clark: what do you think, B?

Bruce *inner bruce: omg he called me b again!!!* yes, we can always contact the lanterns-

But funny enough his kids clock him so fast and start making fun of him off the bat that Bruce starts to regret ever having adopt them.

Clark: *talking with zatanna normally, at a normal social distance*

Bruce: *glaring a different glare because why are they so close*

Dick: you do know that they aren't flirting?

Bruce: I don't know what you referring to.

Dick: riiiiight and you glaring at zatanna like a jealous girlfriend is totally normal.

Bruce: nightwing, I think you seeing things

Dick: and I think you should suck his dick.

Jason: *passes by Bruce who's reading the daily planet's clark article* jesus lord why don't you just fuck him once and for all??

Bruce: jason!

Jason: like you are obsessing over him like u do with a case!!! You even have superman merch on your bedroom!! Damn you always put monitor duty just you two!! Just fuck!! Make him my step dad already!!

Bruce: *too speechless and glad that Jason sees him as his dad* wait how do you know I have superman merch??

Jason: your history tab ain't that anonymous.

Damian: father please just ask uncle clark on a date, this is getting ridiculous!

Bruce: *making heart eyes at clark while he's interview a random celebrity in their gala* I think you are seeing things damian, I do not like clark that way.

Damian: yeah and batcow is a bull. Please, father, you are being an embarrassment by denying such obvious statement.

(Plz if someone knows a fic like this, plz plz plz share)

[norithelord]

The new Sup with The Batman :D

Ain't making out, but they went for a coffee :>

[nxrthh]

can't believe people will see bruce in dc superhero girls and still ship him with catwoman... at this point ur joking. he's gay

last pic is a fanart by quic!!! but actually is canon i don't make the rules

[superbat-love]

Batman may claim to have no powers, but Green Lantern knows better. He’s convinced that Batman’s cape is sentient.

Green Lantern has observed it on quiet nights in the Watchtower, when Batman thinks no one’s paying attention. He releases control over his cape, letting it unravel and float menacingly around him in different directions. It moves on its own, sweeping across nearby surfaces, carelessly knocking over items.

There’s one thing Green Lantern knows for sure—Batman’s cape has a sweet tooth. Every time Batman passes the candy bowl, it’s mysteriously emptied.

Even stranger, it seems to influence other capes. Once, while Batman was talking to Superman, their capes briefly touched, and Green Lantern saw Superman’s cape come to life—swirling and fluttering as though it had a mind of its own. Superman, unfazed, didn’t even react to the way their capes were flapping erratically around them. Green Lantern was relieved he didn’t have a cape.

He told the others about his theory, but they were skeptical at first. They eyed Batman’s cape with suspicion as he was distracted by a mission briefing with Wonder Woman. But even the Flash had to admit Green Lantern might be onto something when Batman’s cape swiped their feet out from under them, sending them both tumbling to the floor.

Martian Manhunter nodded sagely and agreed on its intelligence, having felt the minds of four little beings flitting around underneath Batman’s cape. Maybe one day they’d feel comfortable enough to run underneath his cape too.

[jasontodddidnothingwrong]

Clark: Are you okay Bruce? Your heart sounds weird, do I need to take you the hospital? Bruce, sweating profusely, losing consciousness, organs shutting down as he uses his insane amount of body control to make his heartbeat spell out "i love you" in morse code: h-r n n

[the-fyre-flie]

Bruce and Clark Family Swap Au (aka Clark having to manage like a dozen Robins and Sidekicks while Bruce has a perfectly okay time with Kon, Jon, and Kara)

Bruce is well liked by Jon, obviously, and thus Jon is very well behaved for his best friends dad. Kon and Kara are chilling mostly. No metas in Gotham means the Kyrptonians are tasked with just laying low and hanging out until the families swap back. The most exciting thing that happened is Jon hanging out with the Batcow and Bruce taking photos.

On the other hand, Clark is struggling. Dick and Jason have decided that pissing off Tim is their life goal, Damian has tried to fight every villain they come across, Cass and Steph have been missing the entire time and when Duke is questioned, he shrugs and says "snitches get stiches". Despite none of the kids having powers that would make them hard to catch, Clark just can't keep up with a bunch of acrobat and combat trained teens/young adults. He resorts to a bunch of those toddler monkey backpacks, and by the time the families swap back, Jason is ducktaped to a wall, and there are reports of Cass being found in Italy.

[thesunwillshineonusagain757]

I have a Superbat headcanon that’s very much inspired by the "cat my dad said he didn’t want" meme. But Damian’s version.

So, in this universe, Superbat has been established for a couple of years by the time Damian joins the family. All of Bruce's other kids adore Clark — they think he’s the best thing that ever happened to Bruce. But Damian? He refuses to accept “the alien” as his father’s partner. For the first month, he’s adamant about it, making it very clear he does not approve, and being very antagonistic towards Clark.

But one night, Bruce comes home late from patrol, and as he’s walking through the house, he passes the living room. There, on the sofa, is Clark fast asleep — and Damian, sound asleep on his chest. Bruce, of course, takes a picture and immediately sends it to the Batfam group chat.

Dick wastes no time replying with the quote: “The dad Damian said he didn’t want.”

And honestly? I think that’s adorable. Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

[iwasnotaslasher]

The moment I choose pomegranade as main scent for omega!Bruce I got flashbacks of my old Hades/Persephone obsession and I knew I had to integrate the trope into the fic.

I mean, it's perfect!

There's Persephone!Clark: the epythome of hope and life itself.

His body feeding on sunlight, his whole youth growing in contact with nature and animals. He loves Earth and earthlings, activelly doing everything in his power to help them.

A godly being among mortals, loved yet so alone in his status, not being able to actually live a normal life. To actually love and mate like anyone else can. Too powerful, too scared of his own desires to even try.

Then there's Hades!Bruce, living into that huge Manor, surrounded by his dead parents' things and memories.

Despite all his kids he feels alone. He spends his time in auto-isolation down into the cave, going outside mostly during night, patrolling a city that he loves even if it's an actual hell.

He doesn't feel like he deserves to be loved: he's too broken inside, his body marked like a battlefield... after what Bane did to him, he can't even bear children. He doesn't meet any omega standards, what alpha would ever want an omega like him?

When Bruce will ask Clark to share his heat, he will be so flattered, yet so scared to accept. Too scared. He never did something like this. He doens't trust himself enough.

And Bruce, who instead trusts him deeply and tried to open up for once, hoping at least to became friends with benefits with him... only to be rejected...

But Clark just can’t do it. Not like that.

If only Bruce would allow him to actually court him, to descend into his cave and bring a bit of light into his heart...

[arkangelo-7]

Hands down the best superbat dynamic is when Bruce is going through an internal hell trying to justify his relationship with Clark despite the potential consequences it could have on his Mission, while in the meantime Clark’s out there living his best life wondering what Bruce is so pressed about

[v00do-d0ll]

One of my favorite little things in superbat fanfics is when Clark is fully expecting to have to pull affection out of Bruce like he’s pulling teeth only to come to the conclusion that Bruce’s love language is physical touch.

Like Clark 100% is expecting to have to basically bombard Bruce with his love but it lowkey ends up the other way around.

Like Clark is standing in a sun spot in the manor. Eyes closed just soaking up all the suns energy and he feels Bruce’s arms rap around his waist and lays his head in between Clark’s shoulder blades, and Clark melts

or

Clark is talking to Alfred in the kitchen early in the morning and is leaning up against the counter and he hears Bruce’s heart beat before he walks in, and Bruce puts his hand in Clark’s back pocket “16 Candles” style and kisses his cheek and nuzzles his head in Clark’s neck for a few seconds before going to sit down for breakfast. Clark falls a little more and Alfred just looks at them with so much pride and joy because his son is finally happy

or

Bruce comes back home after a really rough day from W.E.. He walks into the manor and sees Clark lounging on the couch reading and just collapses onto him and hides in Clark’s chest because he can finally let go of the Brucie persona when he’s in Clark’s arms.

And Clark is so grateful because he knows how hard it is for Bruce to feel safe enough to be vulnerable and he’s so happy that Bruce loves and trusts him so much that he feels he can do it so easily and oh my god someone please stop me I’m actually gonna cry😭

Please recommend me fics like this PLEASE

[profoundathletecowboybanana]

not being a Bruce multishipper feels like an insult to the huge whore that this man has built his entire adult life upon being… like wdym you can only see him w one person…? Does the name “Brucie” mean nothing to you?? Has he not proven himself to be an absolute flaming bisexual???? Hold on I… I need to sit down..

[axstoria]

Got this idea from another post that I CANNOT for the life of me find.

AU where Clark comes to Earth as an adult, and has to blend into normal human society.

He knows his name is Kal-El, but he also knows that humans don't have names like that. He sees a couple of celebrities and mashes their names together, hoping that it would make him a bit more likable in the eyes of humans.

He hides sharp-tipped ears behind black curls and ball caps, wears glasses so people won't notice his abnormally deep blue eyes, and is constantly in sweaters despite the weather to conceal muscles that shouldn't exist on a "normal human".

When he gets his job at the Daily Planet and has to interview Bruce Wayne, he's scared. This is his first time being near a real human celebrity, and he's mortified that he'll blow his cover.

He sits and stares at the billionaire for several minutes. This human is gorgeous in all the ways a being can be. His eyes are blue like Earth's oceans, his hair falls in perfect wisps against his forehead, and his outfit is perfectly crisp against his body, perfectly tailored to every small curve.

"Uhm... Mr. Kent?" Bruce bats his eyelashes at him, smiling expectantly.

Clark snaps out of it, his pupils dilating ever so slightly. "You're beautiful. Can I court you? What's your favorite planet?— I'll bring you rocks!"

The man is stunned, watching the reporter for some time before replying, "I... suppose Venus is nice."

Bruce is fully convinced that this reporter is autistic. Makes his life easier. They could connect in that way.

Clark flushes, realizing what he's done. He's very happy the interview wasn't recorded in any way.

Bruce shows up to work the next day and there is a box with his name on it in sloppy handwriting sitting on his desk.

He opens it, and to his amusement—and shock— , there is a piece of rock inside with a note that says one word: Venus.

That night, Bruce takes the rock home to the Batcave and analyzes it for its composition. When it is a match for Venus, he immediately connects the dots that Clark Kent is the new meta being that had been parading around Metropolis and surrounding cities as of late. After all, not even the greatest scientists have yet to reach Venus, so how else would this reporter get a rock from the planet unless he could survive the expanse of space and fly there?

He is dumbfounded. And maybe a little in love.