#superman's grandparents

[cantsayidont]

November 1981. Embiggenable family tree for the pre-Crisis Superman, from SUPERMAN: THE KRYPTON CHRONICLES #3. Here's a breakdown:

Superman's paternal grandparents were Jor-El I and Nimda An-Dor.

Jor-El I had a sister, Kalya Var-El, who married Nim-Zee, a member of the Kandorian Science Council, and a brother, Zim-El, who married Byma Ruth-Ar.

Nim-Zee and Kalya Var-El had two sons: Gem-Zee, whose daughter Thara Gem-Zee later married Ak-Var (Jimmy Olsen's successor as Flamebird), and Van-Zee, who later married the Earthwoman Sylvia DeWitt (and for a while succeeded Superman as Nightwing, hero of Kandor). Van-Zee and Sylvia have two kids, twins Lyle-Zee and Lili Van-Zee.

Zim-El and Byma Ruth-Ar's son Kru-El (Jor-El's cousin) was sent to the Phantom Zone for creating forbidden weapons.

Jor-El I and Nimda An-Dor had three sons: Jor-El II, his twin brother Nim-El, and their younger brother Zor-El.

Nim-El married Dondra Klu-Ta; their son Don-El later became the police chief of Kandor.

Jor-El II married Lara Lor-Van; their son, Kal-El, became Superman.

Kal-El's maternal grandparents (Lara's parents) were Lor-Van and Lara Rok-Var.

Zor-El married Alura In-Ze in Argo City after the destruction of Krypton. Their daughter, Kara Zor-El, born some years later, became Supergirl.

[mysterycitrus]

European Dick Grayson could relate to immigrant story Superman probably

it’d be a super interesting parallel to both kara and clark — especially when dick ends up taking the nightwing mantle. like… u lose everything you’ve ever known, and everything there ever was, and u have to rebuild urself in an alien world that can be so unkind to u. i appreciate that a narrative through line for superman comics as a whole cause u see that with kon and chris as well. that’s crazy!!!

like…,, there’s a primary disconnection from ur culture as a result of violence (a mass extinction event in the case of krypton, and american bureaucracy with the graysons) but there’s also the reconnection. like, that kind of grief is profound. how do u mourn what’s gone if u don’t entirely know what was supposed to be there? how do u stop grieving a shared memory rather than just a place? that’s nuts. that connection is something u spend ur whole life rebuilding. the act of learning what you’ve lost and can’t return to is painful, and it never stops. it’s such a heavy burden to carry the weight of what came before u, and what u outlived. she still dreams of krypton!!

[strong-with-the-sarcasm]

Part 23: never as lost

"I'm not ashamed to own my pain, never as lost but I found my way, always knew I'd show my scars one day." -Black Sheep by Dorothy

Regent Masterlist A03 Mundane Macabre Part 22

Jason could keep a secret from his family, that was a given, but he would sooner let Titus use him as a chew toy before he kept something so wonderful from his grandfather. 

It was as if Gotham herself felt his happiness, the shadows embraced him with warmth where there should have been fingers dragging down his spine. No, it seemed the Lady of the city he loved was happy for him too. 

(He loved the Lady, for all she sacrificed to bring him back.) 

(Without the pit clouding his mind, he could find it in himself to be grateful for his chance at life.) 

He wanted to scream the news from the rooftops. 

His love, his soulmate, is having their baby. 

A blend of the two of them- Jason’s fortitude, Jazz’s strength of will. Her determination to protect those she loves, the lengths she would go to made him ache with his love for her. 

That wasn’t to say that they were without fault, no they were flawed beings that would make mistakes in the future. But Jason knew in his bones that any kid of his would be offered the chance to make mistakes without a fatal outcome. To be a kid before having to grow up. A luxury so few got to have. 

Jason decided to call Alfred, unwilling to leave Jazz for longer than he had to. She wasn’t ready to leave her haunt quite yet. 

The private line rang once, twice, three times before the familiar accent answered.

“Wayne Manor.” 

“Hey Alf.” 

“Master Jason! It is good to hear your voice.” 

“You too, Alf.” Jason paused for a second, giddiness bubbling up in his chest before he squashed it down, “I have some great news, but the bats can’t know just yet.” 

“I will not share whatever it is you wish to tell me.” 

Oh yes, his grandfather was the greatest man he would ever know. 

(Suck it Bruce.) 

Jason let the giddiness rise up, just a little, “I’m gonna be a dad.” 

There was a gasp on the other end, “Oh Master Jason that’s wonderful news! Congratulations!” 

“Thanks Alf. I wanted you to know before everyone else.” 

“Thank you Master Jason, I’m honored.” 

“I’ll let everyone else know soon, but it’s not safe right now. I’ll keep you updated, but I have to get back to Jazz. Love you,  Alf.” 

“Love you too, my boy. Whatever you need-“ 

“I have your number memorized. Bye Alf.” 

“Goodbye, Master Jason.” 

She hadn’t been able to hold down much food, morning sickness striking with a vengeance now that she’d been forced out of her cluelessness. 

When Jason stepped outside for a minute to call his grandfather, Jazz had tried to choke down some yogurt to no avail, but it only made her retch into the sink. Jason tied her hair back and made her sit on the couch with her favorite blanket as he made her some soup, pressing a kiss to the top of her head as he moved to the kitchen. 

It was…domestic. 

(She wouldn’t say that their lives together hadn’t been domestic, but it was in the way two vigilantes could orbit around one another.)

(They were two halves of a whole.) 

(Both vengeance and protection.) 

Their child would be born of the most liminal being in existence, the Regent bearing the Crown, but would its fragile heart be able to bear the burden of liminality? 

It would break hers if she lost the life she now carried. 

Perhaps she was meant to be pregnant now, to defy the odds she’d been given, if only to bridge the gap between her existence as Danny’s protector and as her own person. A person who would be a mother to a child born to a couple who had blood dripping off their hands- maternal grandparents murdered to protect their uncle Danny. Paternal grandfather a Kevlar-clad vigilante who was born into tragedy. 

(Perhaps, she and Bruce had something in common.)

(Other than Jason, of course.)

Jason had the sin of the Pit weigh on his soul, held down down down by rocks in his gut to the bottom of the harbor. A bright soul meant for more than what he had been given. In another life, Jason might’ve been a different man. Not better or worse- different in all aspects, all his rough edges that she loved. 

(If she can love his broken parts, why couldn’t he love hers too?)

(He did.) 

No amount of redemption could ever wash away the blood. It was a fact they would have to contend with for the rest of their lives. 

(In another life, Jason Todd would never meet Batman in that alley.) 

(He would never die at the hands of the clown.) 

(He would find his faith in the Catholic Church.)

(Father Jason.) 

(He would never meet Jasmine Nightingale.) 

(Not better or worse.) 

(Just different.)

“…about seven, eight weeks along.” 

If Jazz did the mental math, she would come to the conclusion that her child had been conceived on the same day the Anti-Ecto Acts had been demolished. 

However, this wouldn’t come until far later in the day as both Jazz and Jason watched, enraptured, by the strange black and white image on the monitor. 

Their child. 

The undeniable mix of two souls, two vigilantes, two death-claimed- was visible right there. 

If Jason hadn’t been squeezing her hand in an iron grip, Jazz would’ve convinced herself she had fallen prey to a Dijon. Her buried dream of a family, of children, rested underneath her heart safe and sound. 

“Alright mom and dad, got some pictures printing out. We’ll see you back here in a month for another checkup, alright?” The nurse gently prodded the couple, a knowing smile on her face as she walked them back to the waiting room. 

A month. Four weeks. Jazz would be eleven or twelve months along. 

This was really happening.

With how toned Jazz’s frame was, given her rigorous training and vigilante schedules, any differences to her body was rather noticeable. 

She had to be in shape for the armor to fit properly, because it was crucial for her vital organs to be protected. 

With her pregnancy about to surpass the second month a small slightly curved bump had been her reward. Just above her waistline and obvious to a trainee eye, Jazz had taken to wearing her least restrictive clothing around the apartment. When in the presence of others (bar Jason), her layers were doubled using the approaching winter season as a reasonable excuse. 

As for Jason, he had been supportive of Jazz’s choice to wait until the second trimester to reveal the pregnancy to their loved ones. 

(Jazz had heard Jason on the phone with his pseudo-grandfather.)

(She had no qualms with him telling the patriarch he respected so much.) 

It had taken Danny walking into the living room a few days after her appointment for him to know. 

His head cocked to the side as he came to a standstill, a confused look on his face as he appeared to be listening intensely to whatever had caught his attention so suddenly. 

“Danny?” Jazz sleepily called, book open on her chest where she’d fallen asleep reading it. She stretched out her limbs from where she’d been laying across the couch, taking a moment to rub at her sleep-encrusted eyes before focusing on her little brother. 

The teenager in question offered no sign of having heard his sister, his gaze stuck to the far wall as his head remained cocked to one side. 

“What’s wrong?” Jazz asked, moving to stand, but Danny stopped her with a fervent ‘shh’ motion. 

Shrugging, Jazz leaned back into the couch and sighed. Late night patrols were not the best idea with a passenger leeching energy. Should she still be patrols  by? Probably not, but she wasn’t going out unarmed or un-armored- short of driving a tank, Jazz was as protected as she could be and the Ridge needed to see her out and about alongside Phantom before they got any funny ideas. 

Danny’s neck made a sickening sound as his head snapped towards her direction.  “What the fuck is that.”

[A/N: Happy Holidays! This ended up a lot longer than I intended so I cut it off right with Danny there. Its not quite angst, but the undercurrent is there, but way subtle. (If you haven't picked up on the "mix of the two" hints...) Anyways, the next part will be a while, considering I'm working on a new one-shot I promised for 700 followers and I rewrote the ending of Regent again. If I don't post for Christmas, consider this your present. Stay safe out there and keep warm!] Thanks for reading!

[theelkmaiden]

So I've been thinking.

If Captain Marvel is the Champion of Magic, does that mean he has to play by the rules of all magic? Demon, fea, pixie etc.? Because if you owe something to one of those, things tend to go wrong. Fae can take your children, pixies can make your life hell, demons can literally take your souls.

So what if Billy Batson, being the sweet boy he is, keeps doing people favours? Now, he'd never take a child or cause someone chaos, as that means actually interfering, but souls? That boy could definitely be having people sign their souls away to him and he has no idea.

The first time he did someone a favour after the wizard granted him his powers, Billy was overtaken by a surge of tingles that tasted vaguely of rotten eggs. The feeling only lasted a second, but he couldn't stop thinking about it for the rest of the day. All he did was help Old Linda from the block over carry a bag of food to her place of residence. That was it. But after the tingling, Billy felt like he was connected to her in some way, on a deep and intimate level that didn't make sense.

And then it kept happening.

Helping to paint his neighbours room. Helping a girls cat from a tree. Letting a lost child sleep in his abandoned apartment overnight.

And later, bringing Batman a coffee after a long mission. Teaching Green Arrow the basics of pickpocketing. Spotting Flash on his running form.

Anytime someone said "can I ask you a (quick) favour" the tingling and eggs would come and Captain Marvel had no idea what it was or why it happened.

That is.

Until Old Linda died.

It had been a long patrol for Captain Marvel. There was a crime wave almost every year around July, like clockwork. Mainly teenagers getting in with gangs and trying to prive their worth now that school was out (or, at least, that was Cap's theory).

He was just touching down near his building to transform when he felt an entirely unique sensation. The tingling he was so familiar with came crashing over him in a wave so intense the demigod found himself wobbling where he stood, garnering a few concerned stares by citizens. The part of him that had been connected to Linda had snapped into place and, without even having to doue check, Billy knew for a fact that Old Linda was dead.

He also knew where to find her.

Drawing on his magic, Captain Marvel opened a portal to a corner of the Rock of Eternity ans stepped through.

There, on the otherside, stood the kind old woman who would often give him food if she had any left over.

"Excuse me, sir?" She asked, looking rather fearful, "would you mind telling me where I am?"

With eyes already misting, Marvel closed the portal and stepped towards her with his arms out in a calming manner.

"Linda. I'm so sorry. You're in the Rock of Eternity. You shouldn't be here but I think it's my fault you are," he was swallowed thickly, putting every ounce of self control he had to the test to bit show how distraught he was with this development.

Clearly seeing his distress, Linda calmed and gripped the Captains arm in a consoling manner. "I'm sure it's quiet alright, dear. Why don't you tell me what happened and then you can return me home. And then you can explain to me all about this place, hmm?"

Her small smile fell when the captain did not immediately react to her request.

"Miss Linda," Billy tried, not feeling very much like a superhero at that moment I time, "I'm so so sorry! I shouldn't have helped you with the food. But I just wanted to do something good. And now you're stuck here forever and I don't know how to free you and there's so many people that are going to come here and I didn't mean to!"

The hulking form of Captain Marvel was now a kneeling, sobbing mess as the twelve year old realised what he had done. The feeling of rightness that sang in his magic at Linda standing within the Rock of Eternity. The pull of what he now knew to be souls pulling him in different directions. The fact that he had only been trying to help.

"Now dear," Linda kneeled next to him, patting his shoulder in confused concern, "I assure you I have no idea what you're going on about. I've seen you flying overhead and fighting monsters, but we've never met officially past today. But if I'm stuck here forever, then at least I'll have company. Now, come, dry your eyes and get up. You need to explain to me what's going on." The mum of four in her seemed to have taken over as she dragged the massive man up to his feet and the stood on her toes to wipe his cheeks with the sleeve of her cardigan.

Taking a deep breath, Captain Marvel nodded. "Miss Linda. You are dead. I'm sorry. I accidently own your soul and I don't know how to release you to go somewhere better. And you're only the first person that's going to arrive here. This is completely new for me and I'm not sure what to do. This place is my home so you are welcome to explore and make yourself comfortable. But it's not much."

The silence that followed was deafening as Linda contemplated her situation. It stretched on until a look of resolve made its way onto the old souls face.

"Okay."

"Okay? Is that it?"

"Well you are obviously very distressed so it was definitely an accident. But I am not staying somewhere that looks so dull for the rest of Eternity. You and I are going to be doing some redecorating. How big is this place?"

"Infinite."

"Then this shan't be an issue. We can build a lovely garden where we can all stay until you get this figured out. Besides, it'll give me something to do."

So, he did. Captain Marvel (who Linda learned to be Billy Batson) got to work and transformed a large section of the Cave into a garden, with strict directions from Linda.

Over time, more people joined and Linda took it upon herself to greet the newcomers and explain what had gone on. Many people were unhappy, but soon settled into their afterlife and making friends.

After awhile, Billy took Linda aside and granted her a Boon. One of her choosing. She chose "to be the peacekeeper of this little afterlife. I want to help comfort those here who miss their old lives. I try, I do, but a little magical help wouldn't go amiss." And so she became the Peacekeeper.

In the outside realm, when Captain Marvel explained to Batman, Green Arrow, and The Flash that he accidently owned their souls, well, let's just say that shitshow lasted a while.

[child-of-the-sea-and-sky]

Reading Superman Smashes the Klan and it's so fucking good BUT

Are those the Graysons?!?!!!!

[undertheknightwing]

I think I just see the show differently because I look through the tag I always see something that makes me go "huh?". Like the "Sam is being grandpa to everyone but Jon" take, I never once thought Sam was a good grandpa who was in Jon and Jordan's lives as they grew up. He always seemed like he would occasionally pop in to say hi and maybe take the boys fishing once a random day out of the year but that's it

The only reason he's now building a relationship with Jordan is because he has powers, if he didn’t Sam likely wouldn't do anything with him, which honestly makes me feel more bad for Jordan than Jon

And Jon is so much like Clark I can not see him and Sam getting along at all (since Sam barely gets along with Clark). They both have completely different personalities and viewpoints, they wouldn't make it an afternoon without arguing over something. Jon doesn't need a relationship with him and I seriously doubt he even cares that doesn’t have a relationship with the grandpa who was barely around

Also Sam is awful at talking and can't say anything without pissing one of his grandkids off so Jon isn't really missing anything. He doesn't need to hear Sam say something like "Just because you’re not special or as useful as your brother-"

[the-scarecrow-of-aus]

Weeks later after dannys been cleared by the JL (with some things omitted) and gotten settled with a new identity, danny finds out about kon's personal history with superman and lex luthor. He smiles at kon, passes him the baby and says he's just gonna take a short fly to process this information...

~The watchtower logs a high speed object leaving earths orbit followed later by a sudden decrease in orbiting bodies of the asteroid belt and an uptick of micro-meteors and space debris.

Kon's getting worried when danny doesn't come back, fellow titans assure him hes overthinking it and to just wait while they take the baby and settle them down to sleep, maybe he broke danny? Somehow they'd reached his limit of craziness! Was he being rejected again... "KON" danny was in front of him looking concerned "you ok? You were starting to hyperventilate." Kon shook himself out of it "danny! you're back, I thought I'd scared you off!"

Danny just looked at kon confused. "...because of the craziness of my creation... made to be a weapon and my parents dislike of me?..." the confusion vanished from Danny's face and was replaced with understanding and kindness "oh no, I'm so sorry, no. I just understood your situation and got upset, I had to go let off steam somewhere safe and earth isn't the best place for that."

Kon looked like it was his turn for confusion so danny elaborated by pointing straight up.

"I was halfway to Mars in the asteroid belt venting, did you know there's a bunch of spy satellites monitoring earth in there? I would've been back sooner but i stopped to grab what must have been the equivalent of boilerplates from them for the league to investigate but yeah. All vented!" Danny held up a makeshift bag of scrap materials some looked suspiciously like braniac and apocalypse tech pieces.

Kon didn't know how to process this but his mind grasped a part of what Danny said. "You understand my situation? How?" Danny guided kon to one of the couches and sat him down "let me tell you the story of my godfather the fruitloop and my clone daughter Danielle"

Suffice to say the titans were blowing up their mentors phones for the debrief that night.

An opportunity arrived a week later, an opportunity for what you might ask? To get some more free babysitting for one, payback for kon for another!

lex luthor in his power armor vs superman in his best red white and blue's fighting through the metropolis streets. Both lex and superman believing themselves to have the upper hand when they were flung apart by a kid with white hair, green eyes and a baby strapped to his front.

"Hey there grandpa's, I'm gonna need you two to take a time out for the moment, we need to talk..."

Phantom: *Kicks down the doors of the Titans Tower*

Titans core four: *Getting ready to fight"

Phantom: Which one of you is Superboy?

Kon:

Kon: Me obviously *gesturing to the large S on his chest*

Phantom: Cool. What custody days do you want?

Kon: You're going to have to explain

Phantom: *partially unravels the bundle of blankets to reveal a baby with kryptonian blue eyes*

Phantom: Congrats! You're a dad!

Kon: Oh god the card I got in the mail wasn't a prank

Phantom: Nope. Help me name him.

Tim: I have so many questions

Phantom: I have so few answers

Cassie: Thats not comforting

Phantom: I woke up in a mad scientists laboratory 200 years in the future to find out i have a clone baby with someone I've never heard of and everyone I knew and love is likely dead.

Kon:

Cassie:

Tim:

Phantom: If anyone needs comforting here its me

Nightwing: *the only adult in this situation* Okay, how about we talk about this. I'm sure the Justice League will be happy to help you and your baby

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 235

“Mother, I have made a friend.” 

Now don’t get him wrong, Danny was delighted at the idea of Jordan making a friend, he really was. But the last three attempts had been borderline kidnappings, so he wasn’t entirely sure if he should be. Thankfully it doesn’t seem he’s kidnapped this one. Hopefully. 

Not that he wouldn’t be surprised if Dan managed to kidnap a tiny kryptonian, but the kid- Jon apparently- seemed happy enough to be there. Apparently his grandparents lived in the midwest too, and was happy enough to have someone to talk about it. 

Though um, maybe Danny should have checked to see if his parents knew where he’d gone, because he was not expecting a harried-looking superman to suddenly appear at his window. 

[solelifauna]

When you say the love interest might be worse, does that mean "being mean to reader" wise or "being possessive over the reader" wise?

ERMMM...both I'd say. The love interest for the Werewolf AU is Jon Kent. He's about the same age as the reader and older than Damian by one year (From the time-skip space mission that he went on that aged him). But bro, this boy is fucking nuts.

Yes, Kryptonians aren't werewolves in this universe, but Lois Lane is. And a strong one at that, coming from a military family and all that jazz. So Jon Lane Kent is literally one of the strongest beings on earth, being half-kryptonian and half-werewolf.

Now i know what youre thinking.

But wouldn't Jon also be outcasted from werewolf society/wouldn't the bats not like him cause he's a half-blood?

WRONG!!! Yes, Jon is a half-blooded werewolf, but the other half is Kryptonian, one of the strongest species in the universe. If anything, his breeding makes him a very respected figure and the Bats definitely find him worthy. He and Damian are still the best of friends.

Now Jon's relationship with (Y/n). Yikes. Funnily enough, it was (Y/n) who started crushing on Jon first. She'd see him around the manor often, and she'd watch as he interacted with the Waynes or messed around with Damian. From what she could see, he seemed nicer than her family, so maybe she could be friends with him right? Plus, he's super cute!

And of course, this doesn't end well. I mean, this is a dark au. First off, Superman doesn't quite see humans as equals. Werewolves, they have his respect, and all the other races too. Yes, Clark Kent's adoptive parents were humans, and yes he loved them, but they were weak. Fragile even. And he made sure to instill that teaching in Jon as well.

Did Jon love his grandparents? Absolutely, but that meant that Ma and Pa stayed confined to Smallville and their house. They were too weak, they needed to be protected.

Lois also helped push Werewolf culture onto him as well. Weaker werewolves and humans were subservient to the stronger, and if necessary, could be killed and eaten. Jon didn't quite get the eating part, finding it quite gross actually, until he had his first taste of flesh. And, yikes, the boy was hooked.

In his mind, humans were either things to be taken care of (like pets) or food.

What's even more scary is that he's sweet around his family and friends, but those he deems as lesser? Well, let's just hope you don't catch him in a bad mood or piss him off. Which is why when weak, pitiful, abandoned (Y/n) Wayne comes up to him, he's insulted.

Why on earth did you even think you were worthy of talking to him?

Yes, he's seen you watching them, lurking around the manor, keeping your distance. It was quite annoying actually, he could practically hear your heart leaping out of its chest every time you saw him. He knew your intentions, trying to make friends with him.

He just looked down at you, eyes pooling with something nobody could explain, whilst you smiled at him and made small talk. Or tried to make small talk.

"Damian, should I snap her neck? Or is your family still insistent on the old laws?" Jon says.

You freeze, eyes widening in fear. Ah...you've made a severe lapse in judgment.

So much for a new friend.

"You know what? How 'bout I just go?" You quip nervously before trying to run off.

It's too bad Damian grabs you by the back of your shirt, basically choking you in the process. You let out a strangled noise as your body loses balance and lurches backward. When Damian lets go, your having a mad coughing fit, trying to get as much air as you could into your lungs.

Damian only makes an annoyed sound while Jon watches, a sick type of glee in his eyes. "When the time comes friend, you may feast with us. Now (Y/n), apologize to Jon."

You do not even have to think twice about that. "I'm sorry-I'm sorry! I shouldn't have approached you, I'm sorry." And at this point, you're crying. (reader is 14 when this happens)

And god doesn't that make Jon smile. He wouldn't deny, that you were pretty (I mean, you do have half of Bruce Wayne's DNA). But as much as he'd consider coveting you, you weren't worth that honor, no, he'd much rather taste your sweet, sweet flesh. (He could practically smell it wafting off you).

But alas, he'd have to wait.

But of course, in normal yandere fashion, he goes from wanting to eat you to wanting to eat you. The obsession starts to change around (Y/n)'s 16th birthday party that the Waynes throw. It's customary that all children do some public ball or whatever, so this was yours. Jon and his family are there obviously, and you're there as well, looking as miserable and tired as usual (and still somehow being the most beautiful thing in the building). However, he sees you light up in a way he's never seen you do before when your (what he's guessing) friends show up. They're human. They're weak, like you.

Seeing you interact with them, hearing you talk normally(super-hearing, duh) without fear, watching the way you laughed...He realizes he wants. And he wants bad.

Looks like you've got a new problem now.

Anyways, this is all I got!! I don't want to spoil the story more than I already have, but yeah, say hello to "absolutely bonkers Jon Kent". Hope you enjoyed!!!

[little2nerdy]

i’m having a superbat thought:

bruce has had dick as his ward/sidekick for a few years, they’re a good team, they have a good dynamic at home just the two of them and alfred. the JL is in its infancy and superman and batman have been getting to know each other (and are falling for each other hardcore) eventually it turns into a budding relationship and things are going really well. but clark is secretly freaking the f out because ‘omg i’m not prepared to have a kid but bruce has a kid and i want to be with him which means i gotta figure out how to be a dad’

post-freakout it actually turns out really cute and they have a great new family dynamic and clark is great with dick (alfred + martha are amazing grandparents)

(this storyline has weird repercussions on the later batkids but i enjoyed this, and am determined to find a way to make all bruce’s kids fit somehow)

[kashlyn]

Idk if anyone has ever thought of this but hear me out! Classic Damian and Danny twin AU, and good parents Fentons AU where Danny is so tired and tells his parents so they advise him to leave Amity and "find himself" like they did. But instead of going to Gotham, he goes to this small area in Kansas... He goes to live as a city boy moving to Smallville to inherit his grandparents' farm. (Like the beginning of Stardew Valley lololol) cuz y'all can't tell me that neither of the Fentons with their loudness, openness to guests, and not being used to having neighbors aren't county kids that moved into the city/town that never really adapted! They are! (My headcanon lol)

Turns out, the farm was in proximity to other family members too! His Grandparents' cousins own a farm in Smallville too so they often invite him to come eat with them or something.

Of course, Danny is just adopted to the family but when did blood ever matter to the Fenton-Kents? He's family!

So when Damian goes with Jon to visit his grandparents... Well... To summarize, Danny is now in the middle of a custody battle between his biological family and his adoptive family.

The JL are so confused and concerned when Superman and Batman go from friends with inside jokes and can calm each other down... to passive aggressive towards each other.

Wonder Woman is just chilling knowing that her grandfather, Kronos AKA Clockwork, is the one that will ultimately win. Clockwork ghost adopted Danny. Both their cores are tied now and they know it. So that's her baby uncle no matter who wins.

Plus points if Damian and Danny never really had a close relationship (or any relationship at all but they don't hate each other) and Damian is trying to change that and be a better brother but Danny is content with his sister.

Also, idk what to call this AU. Any suggestions?

[satoshy12]

Danny is missing son of Lois and Clark Danny is same age As Dick That made Dani their Grandchild

After a fight against one of his villains, Superman's son was kidnapped by them. He wasn't able to find his boy, so he and Lois thought for years that he was dead.

Amnestic Danny was found by the loving Fenton parents, who took him in. The magic attack made his kryptonian DNA weaker, but he was still strong. Jack said he was as strong as him! His new dad seems to be a meta. Danny loved his new life in Amity Park, and after the portal, he was turned into a Kryptonian/Ghost Hybrid. 

Danny Phantom was born. The years are going all normal. 

+

Bruce looked at the computer as he called Clark.

"This is about Damian's new friend; she is weak to kryptonite, and the DNA test shows she is related to you."

Clark:"A new Clone? I got better after Conner."

Bruce. "No, she has your and Lois DNA; you know what that means."

Clark:" He is alive, and I and Lois are grandparents." We missed so much." 

A/N Kryptonian/Ghost Dani and Danny

[luludeluluramblings]

I see no one talking about the repercussions this will have on the JL. It's a general consensus Bruce's getting a heart attack but I think you all overlook how this is going to be reflected on how he behaves with the team members whose protégés messed with his daughter.

There you have Superman. Clark Kent. Man of steel practically invencible who could've lived without knowing about his son/brother/clone of himself's love life. Now he's sure Bruce implanted Kryptonite in his eyes by the way his gaze would pierce his skull if the Dark Knight didn't look away.

(Secretly glad to have a grandson/nephew/technically son/daughter new addition to the half-Kryptonian family)

Then there is poor Oliver Queen, Aka: Green Arrow, who has no idea what Roy's doing 70-80% of the time but who would sit next to Dinah and far from Batman because the man's daughter is pregnant and the guy has no chill about it.

Shout out to The Flash and GL for directly skipping the JL meetings (None of them were even aware that Batman had a daughter but they prefer not to risk triggering a contingency plan. Barry for Bart and Wally's sake. Hal because he secretly supports the theory that Batman is a vampire and doesn't want to be dragged by association into Kyle's mess)

–🦎 (saw someone do this and thought it was cute)

Bruce would be composed during JL meetings, he's had too much practice on his poker face. (Suppressing that shit.)

It's going to be those 0.2 seconds after the meeting where he pulls the corresponding League member aside to talk when everyone else realizes shit must be going down.

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Clark wouldn't run, but he'd approach with same amount of caution one would give a rapid wild animal. And, if needed, he'd play dumb. He's play so dumb. (Completely pretending that he didn't just go dig out all his and Jon's old baby furniture and clothes, and that Lois is planning the baby shower possibly with Luthor's help.)

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Oliver, would run. He would literally run. He stays out of Roy's business, and he'll stay out of this. He'll spoil the kid when they get here, but he is staying out of firing range. No thank you. God speed to Roy, but hell no. (Will pat Roy on the back though, because the kid's gotta have some massive balls to do this.)

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Barry will not run. Barry will probably pull the lovable goof card and talk about how exciting it is that their going to be grandparents and already be coordinating holidays and family visits. And, you know what, Bruce will take it. Planning for the future is his hobby. But, he'll definitely make sure Barry is distracted while he gives whichever Speedster is was to knock Reader up the shovel talk.

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Hal will fucking laugh. He will laugh at Bruce like he doesn't have a gun of yellow holi powder in his pocket. He will actually laugh at Bruce's face without care and so hard. Kyle's not his kid, but god damn will he feel so proud for him making Batman a grandpa.

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[rosefulmadness]

what in the world made you associate polygamous relationship (ya know, where a group of more than 2 people love each other very much) with being unfaithful or not devoted enough? especially when it's quite literally the opposite? how is loving more than one partner "not devoted enough" or any of that bs?? having so much love that it fills one person and there's so much live left that it gets to fill one more??? if anyone would make so much sense to be poly it would be him.

if a monogamous couple has a child who they love a lot, is that also not faithful enough to their partner then? cause they love somebody else (the child) just as much or more than their partner? see how that logic makes no sense?

your knowledge and views on what polygamory is and means is wrong and lacking to the point it felt a bit hateful. please actually learn what you're talking about before making up an issue in your head and getting all crazy over it

Actually TK supersons are not good, there are many issues with his stories but he already said he not gonna write them seriously just silly stories so I can throw my brain to read it

The point is I heard DC will make Jon has a poly relationship.... if it's true then from now on, the only supersons in the main continuety I supported are TK supersons stories, canon Jon does not exist to me anymore

I'm truly disappointed now

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There’s a knock on Buck’s door. Buck slowly opens it and reveals - Chris - pushing on against the door with his crutches.

Buck (yelping): Christopher! How are you, Superman? It’s so good to see you, Buddy.

Chris: Hey Buck. Tommy here?

Buck: Uh… no, he isn’t at the moment. He’s on shift.

Buck (looking into his hallway): Chris… is your dad with you?

Chris: Nope. I’m hungry. Can we make cookies again?

Buck (slowly pulling out his phone): uh… maybe later. We can make something a little healthier first. Maybe some berries…? Or grapes? I have to make a call though real quick though, buddy. One second.

Buck dials Eddie:

Eddie: Buck! Sorry I didn’t call you. I’m in Texas. My parents called me last night. No one can find Christopher!

Buck: … because, he’s here.

Eddie: What? Chris… is in L.A.? With you? How did he-? HOW?

Buck: Chris, how did you get here?

Chris: Greyhound. Do you have popcorn?

Buck: ok, but I’ll have to microwave it. Eds, he said greyhound.

Eddie: He took a greyhound?!? He’s barely a teenager - how could he-?

Buck: Eddie.. I think he is a surprisingly resourceful teenager. I will watch him and take care of him until you can make it back to L.A., ok?

Buck pulls out a popcorn packet and puts it in the microwave and starts scrounging in his fridge, pulling out a few apples and a large, conical bunch of grapes.

Buck: So, Christopher, you definitely didn’t tell your dad you were coming, but it sounds like you didn’t talk to your grandparents either…

Chris: They suck. They treat me like I’m my dad.

Buck: ok, your dad told you he would come and get you if you-

Chris: He sucks too.

Buck: I can see why you might feel that way. But, buddy, he’s your dad and-

Chris: You can be my dad too. If you want, you know. I missed you in Texas.

Buck (eyes watering): you and your dad can stay here as long as you need. But I also need you to know how much he missed you and how much he worries about you. And I’ll talk to him about getting you a phone so you can call ahead. Ok, Superman? Now let’s get this popcorn before it burns.

[walmartbrandwhatever]

in honor of tilly dropping ace lore here's her reaction in the ponyboys dead au because I'm am going crazy.

Death wasn't something new to Ace. It had been by her side for years. it was by her side for her mother, for her father, and hell even her grandparents. it was something she had learn to grow with it and heal. death came easy to her for the most part or that's what she had thought.

never once did she expect to lose anyone in the gang, nor did she think it would hit her as hard as it did. finding out on an afternoon that the youngest in her little group was dead felt like the world was ending.

she had been hanging with Steve at the dx during his shift, the two just fucking around until either she got bored or he got off his shift. two-bit came in with this devastated look on his face, dried tear tracks on his cheeks caused her stomach to do flips. something had happened and nothing would prepare her for hearing the words come from two-bitz mouth.

"he's dead. ponyboy is dead."

she heard Steve curse and hit the counter he had been standing behind. she just stood there for a moment, feeling the tears weld up in her eyes. no. just no. this wasn't supposed to happen.

ponyboy should be at home safe or at a track practice not lying somewhere dead. she just remembered breaking down sobbing. she briefly remembered Steve just kneeling down beside her and just holding her as he talked to two-bit. two told them that the socs that had nearly fought them the previous night had attacked Johnny and ponyboy. that they held pony in the fountain until there was no going back.

there was no going back.

those words haunted her. haunted her all the way to seeing her friends fall apart, fall into shells of themselves. Soda who had constantly joked and flirted with her now like a lifeless zombie just wishing for his baby brother back and Darrel go from being superman to a man who she couldn't recognize. two-bit struggling to even smile each day and steve losing his best friend.

and Johnny. seeing the kid just be overtaken with grief was fucking hard. it was hard to believe any of this was happening.

at the rumble she remembered the utter fear she had when it came to men. deep down she knew they would not hurt her but part of her was *scared* seeing darrel just pounding on his ex bestfriend(part of her just had a flashback to that man just beating on her aunt and she feels like that little kid who didn't know how to fight.) she watches the sweet kid she wishes she could have protected from the cruel and harsh world beat the ever living shit outta this socs that's just towering over him but Johnny gets him on the ground and she knew it was over for that socs. hell even dally was scared so she knew it was bad.

Johnny would kill each and everyone of them if it ment ponyboy could come back. but he wasn't. he will never be coming back and they must accept that.

after the rumble she remembered just heading back to the curtis' and they just sit in silence as they all help patch eachother up. she hates to admit it but she refused to let anyone but steve touch her. she watches as soda leaves quickly making up some excuse about curfew which she guess could've been true but she could tell he just needed to escape from his brothers- no just *brother*. One by one they all left and all ace could think was how death still seemed to be right by her side.

haunting her like never before and she feels like things will never get better