#clark kent is a himbo

[ijustthinkhesneat]

Okay but…. Bruce and Clark’s civilian personas lowkey loving their superhero counterparts before they learn each others identities? Like Superman and Batman, barely functional coworkers, that are lowkey in love but can’t say it, Clark Kent and Bruce Wayne? Clark eat the rich Kent and Bruce how many sides does a triangle have Wayne? No. But like Clark just is like I love Batman he’s so smart and mysterious and his voice is so sexy and etc. And Bruce is like I want Superman to be the father of my many, many children.

Brucie is being interviewed on a yacht in a tiny speedo acting like the giggly bimbo he is on the inside. Clark Kent, a sweet midwestern boy who thinks billionaires should die, is not living his best life in this interview. Like Bruce is shamelessly flirting talking about how big and strong Clark looks, obligatory corn shucking innuendo and finally Clark is on his final question and is just like “So what do you think of Superman?”

He notices a change in Bruce, hears his heart pick up just a tiny amount, notices his eyes dilate ever so slightly. Even smells the tiniest hormonal shift. And Bruce is just “I think he is the best thing that’s ever happened to this planet.” And says he wishes Batman had his empathy and sense of humanity.

Bruce starts reading the daily planet religiously cause of the pretty farm boy with the familiar jawline he just can’t place and reads an article by Clark gushing about Batman, how he fights against corruption and makes Gotham a safer place. How he is an unbeatable genius and Superman could learn from his strategic methodology.

Fast forword a few months it’s a boring JLA meeting and Clark just can’t help it. He is seated across from Batman who looks busy brooding and just has to know. He can’t wait another minute longer to know and if it’s just a tiny peek it won’t hurt anyone. And his brain just stops working. He sees the absolute image of beauty that is Brucie the bimbo boi Wayne. Is just can’t even imagine. And then he he’s like does he know? He said all those nice things about me in that interview? Meanwhile Bruce is watching Superman be shocked and is like what is this dumb beautiful puppy man up to now and a few strands of Clark’s hair fall in his face and it just clicks. Bruce needs to use all his willpower to not have his jaw hit the floor. The pretty farm boy who writes the most insightful articles in about the corporate world is Superman and he is 5ft away.

[minty364]

DPXDC Prompt #26

Everyone gets a mark on their wrist when they turn 15. Clark Kent gets a weird mark that looks like a wispy D with a small P in it, he has no idea what it means…

Danny Fenton Gets a weird S… his mom sees it whispers something about zero day and tells him to cover it up and never show it to anyone.

Years pass and Clark is gearing up for his internship with his friend Jimmy. Danny had been on the run from the GIW for years after his parents found out his secret, he finds himself in metropolis, what happens when the new superhero Superman has his soul mark?

Danny feels conflicted, everything else his parents taught him were false, was his soul-mark one of them?

[bixels]

Rewatched 1978 Superman and remembered how much of a total dreamboat Christopher Reeve is, both as Clark Kent and Superman.

[shirpowbra]

applause for the biggest himbo out there

based on this iconic meme:

[superbat-love]

After Batman revealed his identity as Bruce Wayne to the Justice League, several members were seen scrolling through their social media feeds and watching videos of Bruce Wayne dancing to popular trends with horrified fascination and disbelief. Not Clark though, he’s busy filming Bruce (nobody knows Bruce’s good camera angles better than him and he’s also smoother than any drone) then sending those videos to Barbara who’s helping to curate Bruce’s social media accounts.

[sassylittlecanary]

People are acting like himbo!Clark Kent (aka “actually smart but still awkward, sweet, and hunky”) is new because of MAWS, as though all these versions don’t exist—

He’s almost always portrayed as a big, sweet, lovable guy who can be awkward and nervous just like anybody else but who’s also competent and brave when helping others. That’s just Clark.

[batfamfucker]

My absolute favourite Superbat trope is both of them knowing Clark could literally kill Bruce in a heartbeat, but both of them knowing he never would.

Despite the awareness of this power, Bruce trusts Clark.

Bruce gets off on knowing the most powerful being in the world is wrapped around his finger, beck and call. His ever paranoid brain never fully convinced that Clark couldn't just turn. A bad day, a biological beckoning, maybe he's a damn sleeper agent. Or maybe he could just get carried away and grip Bruce during a wave of pleasure he has no control over, and break him.

But all those thoughts are cut short and fears ignored whenever he looks at Clark. His smiling face, his glinting eyes. The fluffiness of his hair. The scrunch of his eyebrows when he's writing, the frustrated click of his tongue when he can’t think of a word.

His genuine clumsiness. Tripping over his own feet. Sat down and managing to miss his mouth, coffee spilling down his shirt. The soft avoidance of curses due to Southern manners, and their Bruce's children being present.

The most gentle of touches when he interacts with the kids, just in case.

Likewise, Clark enjoys knowing the ever paranoid Batman is willing to succumb to him because he trusts him. The man who has a contigency plans for his darn contingency plans.

The man who won't let anyone know when he's injured after a battle because it's a sign of vulnerability he can't allow. Yet his eyes will find Superman's. Only partly because he knows Kal-El would be able to see the extent of his injuries even if Batman tried to convince him they weren't there. Mostly, because the only times he'll cross Batman's boundaries is when it's a matter of care for Bruce's wellbeing. That look that Batman sends him is an admittance of needing help. He'd never say it. The look is enough.

Kal will quite visibly and unashamedly use his powers against Bruce, willing to see what Bruce tries to deter everyone else from. Then, still against Batman's wishes, he'll overpower him. Drag him away from the battle and somewhere he can recover. It's one of the few instances where he'd use his strength as an advantage and Bruce knows that. Bruce trusts him not to do it for any other intention. Bruce makes Clark feel human in a world that likes to remind him that he's not.

Clark would never hurt a damn fly but he could. But Bruce knows him.

[moaachi]

Way to use the super-speed

Redraw of this:

[pineapplejayden]

Everyone is talking about how Lois looks like Luz or Lance.

But then my ass is sitting in front of the screen and all I can see is this:

[wow-wow-wubbsy]

Clark Kent is like that swole teddy bear plush

Also featuring a very tiny Lois because they are the embodiment of "big wholesome and tiny feral"

Based on this post where I already added my drawing, but I thought I'd make a separate post too.

[ijustthinkhesneat]

So don’t get me wrong I love Henry Cavil’s Superman , but I’ve always imagined Clark to be like less human…

First off I think Clark’s proportions would be just like a little to perfect. Like the silhouette of a bodybuilder but like if you look to long the proportions are just barely not human. Like his chest with verse his waist is chest a little to broad and his waist is just a little to thin. His muscles are like way too aesthetic for someone how doesn’t hit the gym. His arms are maybe just a few centimeters beyond what is normal. the cleft in his chin is a little to deep, his hair doesn’t move enough when the wind is blowing, his skin looks like it’s from an Instagram filter. Like chad but from the uncanny valley.

I also love the slightly feral Kryptonian interpretations. His canines are too long and look like fangs, his finger nails grow to sharp tips, he has reflective eyes.

Like he is objectively not human looking if you look for too long but everyone ignores it because Clark is such a sweet silly midwestern boy who is objectively attractive and there is nothing strange about him at all!

[invisible-pink-toast]

himbo's in question:

[luckyshinyhunter]

💜💘What can I say, Himbos are my type!💘💜

[hayleysayshay]

“My adventures with Superman Clark Kent isn’t stupid so he can’t be a himbo” yes that is a smart man but he’s stupid socially so it still counts he is a himbo

[thatrandomsarahchick]

Danny flies straight back to America. It's probably a bad choice, all things considered, but finding a place somewhere in the Midwest to live would make his accent blend in better than going overseas.

He ends up nearly crash landing, exhausted, in a field of corn somewhere in Kansas. Luckily, he managed to remain intangible, so he didn't ruin this farmer's crop as he slid to a stop. He can see lights on at what's most likely the farmhouse in the distance, but it's a nice night, and the sky is clear. Putting his bag under his head as a pillow, he lays down and goes to sleep on his ghost form - best not to give Kal-El a heartbeat to track.

Clark, meanwhile, is absolutely freaking out. All he wanted to do was clear the air so that Dan-El would feel more comfortable around him and might finally start to release some of the tension that constantly lives in his frame. He finally lands in Metropolis, deciding to give it a night before continuing his search. Hopefully, young Dan will have calmed down some by then, and he can apologise for scaring him. He looks over at the official adoption and identification forms drawn up in his and Dan's civilian names, provided by Batman. This was not how he pictured the night going.

Clark lays down for a restless sleep around 3am, only to be awoken mere hours later by a phone call from his parents. Darn, he forgot he was going to call Ma last night to let her know how it went. She's been dying to meet her unofficial grandson for weeks now.

"Clark, honey, look at the picture message I just sent you," she whispers into the phone. Clark pulls the phone away from his ear and opens up their conversation thread. It's a picture of Dan out by the tractor with Pa!

"Where did you find him? How long has he been there for? I hadn't even told him about you yet. How did he know where to go?" Clark blurts out rapid fire, before his mother interrupts him with a laugh.

"Your father found him out in the field this morning, glowing like a flashlight. He managed to coax the boy to the barn, and they've been working on that tractor together ever since. I don't know or care what you did to upset that boy, but you get down here now and fix it!"

"Yes, ma," Clark says, but she's already hung up the phone. He looks down at the paperwork and nods decisively. It's time to fix this mess he's created. Not even stopping to get changed out of his pyjamas, Clark carefully places the paperwork into a sealed case that will protect it as he flies and heads straight to the roof.

The Haunting of the Fortress of Solitude (dp x dc fanfic prompt)

So it finally happened he’s been kidded out, well it was bound to happen eventually, from missing class to coming home way past curfew; Danny knows he’s been freaking his parents out a lot recently. But he never thought it would come to this point, and it’s not like there’s a lot he could do about it; if he tells his parents about his ghostly after-school activities, then he runs the risk of being dissected, and it’s not like he can go to Jazz or Vlad. One, jazz is finally away at college, and it’s not like she has the money or space to house him, and it’s not like he’d want to put that responsibility onto her, and two, Vlad is crazy, so he’s out the right way. The only remaining option is Aunt Alicia. But he hadn’t spoken to her in years, so it was a roll of the dice as to whether or not she’d help him.

So he’s on his own in the middle of a heat wave with a core that’s mostly made up of pure ice, well sometimes the most straightforward option is the best one, and he, like the dumb ass he is, flies down to the Antarctic, looking for a place to hang out for like a mouth. Or, at the very least, as long as it took to figure something better out.

On his way down how, ever, he found something weird and marvelous. A large, jagged crystal building that sang to his core. Stardust was embedded in the walls of the building, and ice trailed across the floors; it’s almost like this building was put here for him specifically. And everything would be perfect if it wasn’t for Superman showing up and killing the vibe.

So Danny does what he does best and becomes the best darn ghost that he can be to get his so hideout back. Later, he learns that this is actually Superman’s (sorta) house, but well, gosh darn it, he’s got squatters’ rights, so if Superman wants him gone, he’s going to haft to evict him himself.

Superman, however, has been having a bad time lately. Things at the daily planet have been tuff with his boss getting on him for missing meetings, Louis going on a two-week trip to Gotham to do a profile of the hottest man of the year three years running Bruce “Brucie” Wayne and to top it all off there something in the fortress of solitude. At first, he was worried that some animal had somehow gotten into the building, but he knew he would have seen it already. He’s already looked over the whole building with X-ray vision, and other than a few bears roaming around the building; he hasn’t been able to find anything.

But regardless, so far, not only have four of his super and regular suits been accosted in fine-grade glitter, but his minimal furniture is also moved just slightly to the left (including the central console THAT IS BOLTED TO THE FLOOR). Black voids have even started to engulf his vision when he enters certain building parts, with his vision only clearing when he emerges in different parts of the building than where he was before.

What Clark doesn’t know is that the fortress itself is somewhat sentient, and with the arrival of what it perceives as another lost son of Krypton, it is more than happy to play with what it sees as a young child. Plus, the fortes thinks Ka-EL needs to let loose more often and playing with this child will help both destress him and help train the baby that showed up on its literal doorstep.

As for Superman, Ok, maybe it’s gone beyond the scope of what he can deal with, but he’s having a bad day, and he refuses to lose to whatever the heck is in his house. And he would have continued to do this if not for the fact strange portals opened periodically with otherworldly eyes and limbs reaching out and brushing against him as he walked through the halls. Ok, maybe it’s time to call Batman.

So he does. He calls him, and you know damn well that he is polite about it, so there is no reason for Batman to hang up before continuing the call. (he knows B is laughing at him, even if B never laughs, he KNOWS). When he gets a hold of Batman again, it takes less than three minutes for the two of them to decide they need to get Constantine.

Once they finally get him into the building itself, it takes Batman virtually breathing down John’s neck to keep him from running out the door, which is odd because as soon as the other two show up, everything seems to return to normal. That is until John starts to draw some seals along the floor then a voice rings out, crying, demanding that they stop. And it’s here that, for the first time, Clark comes face to face with what he thinks is the ghost of a Kryptioian child. And things get confused further when Danny, not understanding the conversation entirely, plays into the ghost angle, thinking it will make them leave. But instead, Clark is both horrified and delighted that there is a child’s ghost in his home, someone with a direct connection to his home world. As for Batman and John, they both realize they need to do something quickly; otherwise, Superman may have a heart attack. They do not need another ghost on their hands.

As time passes, the two end up sorting things out, even with Batman’s paranoia and John’s skepticism and end up living together both in Antarctica and Metropolis, with Danny flying between the two at his leisure. But eventually, Danny knows he needs to transform back into his human form, and with Superman constantly hanging around him, finding time to do that becomes complicated. So when he eventually does transform back in the midst of a battle with a powerful magical enemy, Superman, in shock, thinks that Dan-El has somehow come back to life but in a hybrid Kryptonian/human form. And so he, as the resident alien on Earth, takes it upon himself to try to teach him how to be human on Earth. Now Danny, on top of everything, has to pretend to be both an alien from a species he knows little to nothing about and also now act like a human who isn’t supposed to know anything about being human. Well, that’s just great, but at least he doesn’t need to worry about paying rent anymore.

[z-1-wolfe]

hehe sooperman