#kansas knight

[the-darkdragonfly]

How dare you.

I'm ficing it. I don't even care if no one reads it but the two of us, my love, @donteattheappleshook

Honestly still bitter about Emerald City being canceled. Still not over Dorothy and Lucas and all the fanfic I could have written about them.

[vapor-27]

RULE WITH OUR KING

[the-darkdragonfly]

Im.... In pain.... 😭😭😭😭

EC FF: Without Saying Goodbye

A/N: For @piratesbooty63fan, who requested a canon divergence scene of what might have happened if Lucas wasn’t Glinda’s husband and he was with Dorothy when she returned to the farmhouse after escaping Glinda’s palace. This is probably a lot sadder than you hoped. I’d say sorry, but canon made me do it.

(BTW, ask box always open for Emerald City writing prompts. I’m opening on pairings or writing gen.)

Words: 1900 | Rating: PG | ao3

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“You were quiet on the ride.”

Dorothy sat on the bench beneath the window, idly petting Toto who was curled next to her, head perched on her lap. She shrugged at his words, but otherwise didn’t turn from staring out into the distance beyond the window.

Lucas bit back the frustrated sigh he wanted to give and instead turned his attention to the wrecked room that surrounded them, working to clear the floor of debris in order to make room to right the table.

“You couldn’t force her to leave,” he said after a while, “she wouldn’t have allowed it. The other girls wouldn’t have allowed it.”

He started at the hollow thud of Dorothy’s boot kicking at the wood front of the window seat.

“She’s just a little girl. She shouldn’t have to be a pawn in a war.” She kicked her heel at the panel again. “There shouldn’t have to be a war.”

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[savannah-quotes]

We should lie to people to get ahead.

[nhltwittersnapshots]

[youthchronical]

Predicting the first 12-team College Football Playoff selection committee rankings

The first College Football Playoff rankings will be revealed Tuesday night (7 p.m. ET), and once again I’ll be using my projections model to try to predict how the selection committee will rank the teams each week. I’ve studied metrics that have been valued by the committee in the past, and after some guess and check, I found a formula that tested well compared to the actual rankings. There are…

[the-darkdragonfly]

#plotting

This is all your fault @donteattheappleshook

💔 "You got your wish! I never happened to you!“ 💔

Please don’t crop/edit/repost! Thank you!

[petnews2day]

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[privateolives]

This moment from my playthrough keeps coming up with friends, so why don't I share the time I accidentally did Aymeric so dirty with my outfit choice for the dinner scene.

So for those of you not aware, my WoL is supposed to be a sweet Thanalan country boy type. Think desert Clark Kent-vibes man but from the burning cliffsides of Thanalan instead of Kansas. And I play a paladin besides, so of course my mildmannered Lambard went through most of Heavensward looking like this:

Covered head beard to toe in steel.

But of course, when Aymeric finally invites you do dinner, that won't do. Showing up in armor would just be impolite! So I pull my ff14 bestie in for an emergency glam sesh trying to figure out what a traditional thanalan lad might wear to a fancy occasion. We end up putting this together, which I was quite pleased with!

Straight Oughtta Ul'dah looking outfit. Looks good right? It's fancy! It's traditional! It's in-character! It's just perfect.

Bit chilly for the road there, so we figure he would have used the supplied Ishgardian coat on the way there. (I didn't get a screencap of that in time sorry)

So I slam the glam on just before the cutscene and go in happily unaware of what I'm about to do to this poor catholic boy and he greets us in a similar coat to what we got... as indoor wear. Which really should have been our first warning of what was to come.

Anyway, we come in and if you, unlike myself, are a nice, observant allosexual, you might already spot the problem.

Because as it turns out, Lambard's beautiful Ul'dahn coat has one major issue when being sat at this type of dinner table.

That being that between the coat and the table, there is now a perfectly triangular window towards the BIGGEST, FATTEST pair of sword-swinging steel-carrying hobby-mining sun-kissed pair of tits to ever grace the frozen lands of Ishgard.

Keep in mind that our poor Aymeric hasn't been lord speaker for long at this point, he's yet to leave Coerthas completely (as far as we know) on any diplomatic missions. He was recently still the knight-commander, polite son of the Pope, from the isolated lands of French Warrior Catholicism, who's grown up and only ever seen tall spindly Elezen people, wearing 50 layers in -oof° degrees celsius weather all day every day every month whole year.

EDIT: It had, in fact, only been 5 years of -WillToLive° outside, thank you @maeljade

And now he's sitting at a private dinner, doomed to look at THIS

for several hours whilst his elderly butler, last remnants of family he has, hovers about the whole time serving that appears to be unseemly amounts of wine

And I took

SEVERAL

HOURS

after the cutscene to realize what I'd done to this poor man.

... Though in my defence, my ace ass was busy laughing my head off at the reaction they give your WoL to the butler mixing you a cocktail.

[fluentmoviequoter]

Tim Through the Years - The Game

Series Masterlist

Summary: You go to a hockey game with Tim and your brothers. 0.6k+ words

To say that Sam was nervous was a HUGE understatement. Dinner with Dean and Tim did not end well, and his twin sister was hurt. He knew y/n wanted the dinner to go well in hopes that Dean would approve of Tim since family means everything to the Winchester siblings. So, with the help of his twin, he got hockey tickets for them up against the glass.

Dean loved hockey ever since he could remember, and it helped him through his teenage years. It was an outlet to get out all his anger at their father. He knew Tim liked hockey because his sister told him they had been to multiple games together. It obviously was not the best night to watch the game because it was the LA Knights vs. The Kansas City Wendigos… and both men were dressed head to toe in their respective teams' jerseys and merchandise. This night was going to end just like dinner. Tim was on your left and Dean on your right, neither of them speaking, and wearing big scowls on their faces.

“Anyone want anything to drink?” you asked nervously.

“Beer,” both Tim and Dean responded.

“Okay…” you replied as you and Sam got up and went to get the drinks.

While you and Sam were gone, Tim and Dean sat crossed-armed, and the tension could be cut with a knife. A man behind them recognized Tim as an officer from a previous encounter.

“Get out of here, pig,” the man slurred.

Tim calmly ignored the guy, but he kept throwing insults at Tim.

Dean stood up and sneered while towering over the man. “Alright, cool it. This man is a respected officer and should be treated with respect. If you don’t leave him alone, you’ll have to deal with me!”

The man mumbled out an apology and quickly turned away from the two of them. Soon silence filled the space once again.

Tim looked at Dean and offered, “Hey, man, I just want to apologize for what happened at dinner. I let my anger get the better of me. I just really like your sister. She’s very important to me and I want to protect her.”

Dean looked at Tim and said, “All good, man. I said some stuff I shouldn’t either. New leaf?”

By the time you and Sam got back, Tim and Dean were standing side-by-side, banging on the glass and cheering together. Maybe the night wouldn't be so bad after all. After the game, as you were heading to the car, Tim and Dean were the best of friends, so it seemed like the plan actually worked!

“Can you believe that fight that broke out right in front of us!? Absolutely ridiculous!” Tim said to Dean between fits of laughter.

“The guy lost his front tooth!” Dean added, laughing loudly.

“What about that save! That was so crazy! I cannot believe they saved that!” Tim explained loudly. “Are you keeping that puck or can I give it to your sister?”

Dean dug around his leather jacket and tossed the puck over to Tim, and Tim caught it in the air. “I’m gonna tell her you fought a small child for this,” Tim told Dean. Dean looked at Tim and laughed while nodding his head. 

“Hey.” Dean grabbed Tim’s shoulder once they reached the car. “You’re an okay guy, just don’t hurt my sister and we won’t have any problems. 'Kay?”

“I’d never hurt her, but you’d have to get in line if you do. All my friends chose her over me already,” Tim said while smiling.

“Good, then we can all hide the body,” Dean joked. “Want to go get beer and burgers sometime?”

[superbatweek2024]

We know that the superbatweek 2024 edition is over, but we have some bonus content for all of you!

The Bonus Tracks is our way to present to you all the prompts we recieved for the event.

Stay tuned for more Bonus Tracks!

A-AU cathegory of prompts under the cut.

A/B/O dynamics

Omega Bruce must have a mate A/B/O slavery mercyfic Omegaverse Undercover mission gone wrong, arranged marriage au, Krypton survives au, omega Bruce, terms of endearment/pet names, scars, trust, mind-controlled Batman, World's Finest 2022, wingfic

Accents

New Jersey accent Bruce and Kansas accent Clark!

Accidental [blank]

Accidental baby acquisition Accidental Identity Reveal Accidental Marriage

Aliens

Alien Creature x Eldritch Horror Alien Invasion/Alien Rule Alien planet

Amazonian Clark

Clark is raised by the Amazons

Amnesia

Amnesia fic Bruce loses Memory and thinks Clark’s his boyfriend

Angst

Angst or Hurt/Comfort All Star Superman angst

Animal shifter/Animals

Getting turned into an animal Cat owner Clark and dog owner Bruce

Arranged marriage

Arranged marriage / royalty AU Marriage of convenience (that turns into true love)

Alternative Universe (AU)

Adoption Swap (Bruce is raised by the Kents, Clark is raised by Alfred) Artist!Bruce Astronaut Bruce and Alien Kal-El! Astronomy Professor!Clark Athlete!Clark & Musician!Bruce Justice League Band AU Superbat: bridgerton edition Kal-El's rocket lands behind the Wayne manor, childhood friends AU Cafe au no capes just two shop owners going at it Coffee Shop AU College party Batfam cryptid AU Dark AU Dungeons & Dragons Doctor Bruce Wayne Doctor!Bruce & Hairdresser!Clark Doctor/patient AU Eldritch AU Professor AU English Professor Clark and History Professor Bruce Superman got really into writing Bruce Wayne RPF for money. (Inspired by ship-to-ship combat.) Fantasy AU Clark is a wildfire fighter Doctor Bruce/Fireman Clark Doctor!Bruce & firefighter!Clark medical drama Lesbians!!!!!! Ghost-singer!Clark & Popstar!Bruce Gladiator AU Gotham By Gaslight Stuck in a time loop of the same day together Hallmark AU High school/college AU Historic AU/period-piece Historical AU How to Train Your Dragons AU Injustice Universe Justice Lords Krypton Lives Krypton survives or the Waynes live OR both at the same time! :D Rival mafia bosses “ Bring your kid to work day” Book/movie AU (e.g. Titanic, Sherlock Holmes) A King and His Knight One's a knight, one's a prince Mer AU Middle Earth AU Musician AU Mythical Creatures AU where one isn't a superhero, just a civilian No capes/powers AU Novelist Clark Kent Office Romance Origin Swap (Bruce is Kryptonian, Clark is human) Other earths Personal trainer!Clark & Masseur!Bruce Golden Age of Piracy AU In that alley way at 8 years old, a red lantern ring finds Bruce Wayne Role-reversal Rogue swap Royalty AU Royalty!Bruce & Waiter!Clark Serial killer AU Superbat as Sherlock and John Soulmate AU where Clark Meets “Matches” First Professional Sports AU Superhero Academy teen romance Supernatural Teacher(s) Theater AU: we’re the romantic leads and we hate each Time Period AU Undercover Boss Bruce Wayne falls for Planet intern Clark Kent Villains AU Warworld Clark and Space!pirate Bruce Wayne Western AU/Cowboys AU

[asteroidtroglodyte]

What makes Superman interesting is that he’s an OP Alien God with the Ethics of a Kansas Farmer

The newer films don’t hit right, and I strongly suspect it is because the people making those films are Elitists: the sorts of people who look down on people like The Kents. Snyder and Noland are good friends, and you can see the same manner of distain for “mere” Humanity in Westworld and the Dark Knight trilogy.

There are many, many OP Alien Gods in fiction. So many that it’s practically a cliché. But Snyder & Co suffer from the same curse that all Elitists possess: the notion that most Humans are naught but well-trained Animals, hamstrung by their petty sentimentality and instincts, and must be lead by Great Men in order to flourish. So, they take Superman and emphasize his Alienness. They focus on how inhuman he is. How Superior. Because they have read Nietzsche and believe themselves to be the Übermensch, they presume to understand Superman.

They are wrong

So fucking wrong

[0sincerelyella]

Her Knights In Shining Armor - J.B

Summary: y/n and joe run into the end of the beginning to their exciting new journey, and the boys are happier than they ever could be.

Warnings: i don’t capitalize on purpose this isn’t a school essay. these are just for funzies for me and you, hope you enjoy!!

(mason is six, ollie is four)

As a 9 month pregnant woman, it was difficult for y/n to get up and down the stairs to the stadium at this point. Sadly, that is the boys favorite place to watch the games. At this point in y/ns pregnancy she couldn’t risk sitting in the stands, in fear of not having a way to get out. she didn’t want to ruin the boys fun at the games so they sat with Joes dad in the stands while y/n sat in the VIP box with joes mom.

Todays game is the biggest of the season. it’s the AFC championship game against none other than Kansas city for the third year in a row. It was in the beginning of the fourth quarter, the bengals were up one touchdown and Kansas city had the ball.

Y/n sat in the VIP box with Robin, on the edge of her seat. she’s screaming and yelling at the plays and the flags, she’s standing and pacing back and forth. “Y/n maybe you should sit down, you don’t wanna stress bean out” y/n sighed, angry at the distance between kansas city and the end zone

She obliged and sat down, holding her stomach, feeling an odd sensation she didn’t enjoy much.

looking back to the game she quickly stood in anger, watching as the chiefs scored a touch down. “YOU HAVE GOT TO BE-“ a sharp gasp stopped the yelling.

a pool of water flooded the ground, and y/n held her stomach as tight as she could. “Y/n? oh my goodness!” Robin stood as fast as she could. “It’s time no it can’t be time” her breathing became heavy as everyone in the box began to help her out of it as Robin called staff on the side to inform Zac. Quickly, the staff gave zac the phone.

“Zac i know it isn’t the time but y/n is going into labor” Y/n was groaning angrily as she tried to get herself down the stairs. “Oh no, i’m gonna have to pull joe” “NO! do not let him leave!” “y/n he’s going to want to be at the hospital.” “i know but this game is important to him- AH- and me, and it’s almost ove- CRAP just DONT LET HIM LEAVE”

Zac sent security up to get them and drive the two to the hospital.

on the feild, the fourth quarter had 5 minutes left as y/n began to make her way to the hospital.

Joe was throwing the ball and jamar ran it into the end zone, putting them up a touchdown. joe celebrated with his teammates as he heard zac’s voice through his helmet. “Joe, don’t freak but your wife’s going into labor” joe froze for a second, then ran towards the sideline “coach you gotta pull me” zac explained what y/n requested but joe was not having it. “i’m not missing my child’s birth!” “Joe y/n wants you to win the game, it’s almost over just push through and we will get you to the hospital as quickly as possible”

joe was not happy about it but he agreed, staying the rest of the game.

Jim, joes dad, had been told to let the boys finish the game and then take them to the hospital. so that’s what he did.

after the game, which the bengals had won, sending them to the super bowl. but joe had no time to celebrate. He rushed to the hospital as quick as possible in pads and all. He ran as fast as he could into the hospital, being directed to the room y/n was in. when he saw her laying in the hospital bed he completely broke down. “i thought i missed it” he was about to cry.

“Enough of that- OW- did we win?” she was wincing and screaming, but cared about nothing but the game. “Yes baby, we won, now come on let’s deliver this baby”

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as quickly as he could, joe ran out into the waiting room, only to be faced with his whole team, his mom, his dad, but not his two sons

“What are all you guys doing here? you should be celebrating” the big grin on his face never left. “We couldn’t celebrate without our QB and our new D1 athlete” Jamar said. “So tell us joe, How is my new baby?” his mom asked

“She’s beautiful” that’s when the tears fell. the entire lobby filled with yells of joy, yelling about this beautiful new baby girl.

“her name is Bailey Eleanor Burrow” Robin began to cry as she hugged her son. “can i see her?” “i wanted the boys to meet her first, where are they?” just as he said that, Oliver and mason ran into the room playing tag.

“Daddy! Daddy! how’s bean?” joe smiled, grabbing his boys, taking them to the room.

when the boys poured into the room, y/n was holding bailey to her chest. “boys” she smiled, as oliver climbed into the bed. “oli stop it!” “no joey he’s okay” joe took his daughter as the boys hugged their mother close. “boys, i want you to meet your baby sister, bailey”

the first night they took bailey home, she cried all night, as babies do. not only keeping joe and y/n awake but also mason and oliver.

specifically, one night, mason and oliver crept out of there room before their sister woke up to cry. they layed infront of her door and closed there eyes.

when bailey began to cry, joe got out of bed to tend to the new light of his life. when he walked into the room, he hadn’t noticed the crying stop. he looked at her crib, and low and behold the two boys had stood on chairs to bend down and help their sister sleep.

“boys? what’s going on?” the boys looked up. “hi daddy” ollie said, smiling brightly. “Sorry you woke up daddy, we wanted to keep bails safe tonight don’t worry” mason smiled, standing tall and bright.

“joey? what’s happe- boys what are you doing awake?” y/n walked into the room, smiling at her boys. “you should be sleeping”

“they wanted to protect bails” the smile widened.

“oh boys” y/n tiredly picked up oliver, and joe picked up mason, walking towards his girlfriend with a kiss on the forehead.

“you boys are her nights in shining armor”

[burger4621]

I Love Super Heroes, But I hate the modern Super Hero.

I know it's an Unpopular Opinion in the world right now... But i really wish we could stop going for deconstructing the Super Hero genre. Or needlessly gritty. I wish we could just focus on these characters being good for the sake of being good.

The reason i hate the SnyderVerse is the same reason i hate The Boys, Invincible etc. Good for you, you're gritty and 'realistic'. But you completely ignore the reasons for the characters have to be good. Yes i know this is kind of reductionist, I know the shows mentioned above gives motivations for their cast. But they're kind of weak in my opinion... But i am just another Comic Book Nerd on the Internet. Im not saying they need to be Batman 66... But I haven't seen a live action Superman who felt like Superman in a long time. The Snyderverse felt like it removed Clark Kent from who Superman is. He's not a tortured god. He's a Hick. He's a Farm Boy from Kansas. Batman is another one! I understand The Dark Knight Returns is iconic. It changed how the world saw Batman. But now we are in a cycle of making the character darker and grittier because he's obsessed with vengeance. You've removed the hope that Gotham could be better. When i think about why the Spider-Man movies and games tend to be successful is that unlike the trends with Batman and Superman, they haven't removed the core of who Peter Parker is to Spider-Man. He may not always be right in a situation. He quite frequently makes the wrong decision. But he always tries. There is hope. There is the belief that he needs to do what he can because With Great Power Come's Great Responsibility he is the only one who can. Batman used to be like that too. Superman has the ability to be like that again. My Adventures With Superman was the most amazing Superman I have seen in a long time. Someone finally paid attention to who Clark is.

[edutainer2022]

Sending hugs and strength as always.

I’d love to know any thoughts you have about the Tracys as kids in the happy times. What do you think they got up to? Do you headcanon the farm / ranch / some other Kansas home? Or did Jeff and Lucy live somewhere more built up / accessible to NASA? What were the kids’ hobbies? What would a family day out have looked like?

Oh, @idontknowreallywhy, thank you for the ask! I actually tend to go hazy on the boys' childhood, because the way kids work is not my forte. In my heart of hearts, I see them as latchkey kids of nondescript rural/smalltown US. A meadow outside the backyard, long bus commutes to school. A kind of chaotic but tight and warm, fun, quirky world, reigned supreme by their mother. Think Gilmore Girls, but a single mother of three boys, initially. With Jeff space-cowboying it would be just her and the back to back eldest three for quite some time.

Also think The Sound of Music - she's the one with piano and art. And the horses. There were sing alongs and movie marathons, and board games, and junk snacks, and bake offs, and magic in that household. That's why I also think, much as Scott worships and seeks approval of a (always away) father, he was Mom's right hand and White Knight. Mom's champion and deputy in wrangling the younger brothers. There would, of course, be SHENANIGANS. Sometimes Mom Tracy would just discover zen of a boys mom and have a glass of red on hand.

Since we have Gran Roca, I also sometimes think Yellowstone. She's the one from old(er) Manifest Destiny ranching money. She knows how to get her hands dirty, but it's removed from Jeff's first generation off the farm experiences. She sees the help, but she's also used to having them around - hence the five kids without batting an eye, given Jeff's military/space career. That would quite organically convert into the boy's we know - humble, generous, approachable, but somewhat sheltered.

I also think that Jeff's soaring wealth, Mom's untimely demise and grief buried in work, would spell something like a Warton Academy. Maybe not a full on boarding school, but a posh prep school with Ivy League pipeline and uniform blazers with embroidered crests. At least for the elder three's high school stretch. That would also, probably, mean shifting base to a bigger city and a dramatic change of pace in the boys' routine.

The boys hobbies? Scott is obviously a Rescue Scout extraordinaire. He's never met a sport he wasn't good at. But I also think School Parliament, Speech and Debate, maybe ROTC (to fit a military stint with my understanding of the timeline). Scott is earmarked for leadership and high pressure operations early on. National Honors Society, hands down. Dad would never tolerate anything less than excellent and Scott intended to be EVERYTHING Dad was - including space track. Calculus may actually be his "nerdy guilty pleasure". I also absolutely don't see how Mom didn't teach him the piano first. It likely didn't go far, but he gets by at the keyboard.

Virgil is the music and arts kid, obviously. He probably followed Scott into many hobbies and clubs, originally, but his strengths and disposition are just so obviously different.

John loves school. The more school - the merrier. Coding, and astronomy, and physics. Languages on the side. Gifted program. The Big Bang Theory worthy combo of Supreme nerd-dom. I'd say music too - comes with the territory of good ear for languages. Sports by necessity - to keep up with the original Turbo Twosome, and to get space rated. He came to actually enjoy sports, on his own terms.

Come to think of it, the Elder Trio are a token comical display of the Prom King always flanked by two sidekicks, who embody the very definition of "geeky uncool". In hindsight, John is sometimes amazed that Scott actually ENJOYED hanging out with them and did so by choice. Still does so.

[the-hype-on-tv]

Batman investigates Clark Kent's love life

a fic i wrote when I was bored

Superman lands on the tip of his toes, feeling a chill as he walks further into the Batcave. He shakes it off and plays confident, puffing out the S on his chest.

The Dark Knight had been up to some investigations, he was aware, but he had not expected to see Bruce Wayne showing up to his work place like he did earlier on the day. Well, it had happened before... But not without a warning or something. He usually came to him and Lois, or even Cat, whom he knew from interviews at galas and balls, to look further into evidence that might help Batman out in a case. However, this time, Bruce didn't seem to be up to corporate work, he just did some chit chat around and left as though his job was to listen to reporter gossip all day, even though he wasn't even in his city.

Clark wouldn't admit it, but he had a curious nature. So when he stopped his steps a few feet away from the figure standing in front of the many monitors showing the stats of Gotham City, he made it clear that he wanted answers.

He didn't even call out for his friend, Bruce somehow always knew when he was around. He couldn't listen to heartbeats nor notice subtle changes in the temperature or in the light like Clark did, but the man was no less impressive than himself.

"I suppose you're here to know about my visit." Gloved fingers keep typing on the keyboard as the hoarse voice says neutrally. Most likely a report, due to the late hour, it was practically dawn when Batman finished his patrol on average days. Clark tried to hold an awkward smile and failed.

"You didn't even stop by my desk this time. Or Lois's." The Man of Steel lifts a hand to his hip, as the cowled man sighs, annoyed. Taking a step back from the blue lights on the screen, Batman's hand reaches for the mask on his face, pulling it upwards and leaving it hanging under his nape like a hood. His hair was clearly messy for being under it for so long, and the sweat droplets were very noticeable, but Clark couldn't help but find the image appealing.

This was the man who protected the innocent, who fought the corrupt, who got beaten down several times but still got up with strength to try again. The man who turned his own tragedy into his greatest weapon, his pain into hope. The amount of respect he had for him was unmeasurable, and he knew that the feeling was reciprocal.

Bruce looked at Superman's eyes, ever so shiny and blue like a sapphire, and... Was that a blush? Clark wouldn't say so, Batman knew better than to let his emotions come up like that. Bruce's cheeks moved as he avoided his best friend's eyes, before finally finding the words to say so:

"I wanted to know your sexuality." The answer comes out like a whisper. The image of the Man of Steel tumbled to the ground and the shy Kansas boy rose along with a red flush all over his face.

"Yawantedtoknowmahwhatnow?!" He mutters loudly, spilling words. Bruce frowns and sighs louder than the last time. He was not about to repeat himself to the man with super hearing.

"I had my reasons, Kent. The file I have on the Justice League and the many Earth metahumans has a vast collection of information in which--" Bruce trailed off, his Bat mode activated to explain the situation, but Clark let out a silly scoff.

"You could've just asked me, B."

Bruce feels his head fall out of his shoulders. Of course he had thought of that, he wasn't so stupid, but the idea of coming up to the best man he knew to ask such a trivial question, for reasons he still tried to convince himself were purely professional... He hid it with his emotionless face, but the quick twitch of his eyes alerted Clark of the feeling anyway. Years of friendship got them knowing almost everything that went through each other.

And so, that and many other questions were answered that night, as the morning sun came up and a new perspective of these two individuals rose as well.