#tnaos

[this-is-a-love-story-isnt-it]

Lois & Clark 3x06

[fatedxdestiny]

[sun-ni-day]

eager clois

TNAOS 04x04

Smallville 10x06

Batman v Superman

Superman and Lois 03x01

[beforethepoison]

Lois and Clark | The Adventures of Superman

[this-is-a-love-story-isnt-it]

If we're doing "Clark shielding Lois from something trying to kill her/them" parallels...

Lois and Clark: TNAoS 3x06 "Don't Tug on Superman's Cape"

Smallville 10x06 "Harvest" // Superman and Lois 4x08 "Sharp Dressed Man"

Clark "i stand with my cancelled wife" Kent

[clairedsfield]

lois & clark: tnaos 1.04

[basketcasemp3]

I just feel attached, both professionally and personally, to Lois Lane. Me too.

LOIS & CLARK: THE NEW ADVENTURES OF SUPERMAN 3.20 • It's a Small World After All

[karaspal]

all jokes aside, lois lane spending the better part of her life in a small town (and dying there), writing for a random local newspaper, and being reduced to a wife, a mother and a grandma, is straight out of her worst nightmares. also, making her have a good relationship with sam when he is abusive in the comics never sat right with me. i’ve never seen a show butcher lois lane quite like this one.

[this-is-a-love-story-isnt-it]

these tags from @phoenixshine

THIS. “Hot in such an honest and pure way” is so accurate. We see passionate kisses, we see sweet tender kisses, and it’s evident after they’re married that they have an active sex life, but the most we see of it is the scenes where they’re cuddling in bed (and the moments leading up to the first time they have sex and the morning after). And I don’t need to see more than the kisses and the cuddles. The way they talk about their love for each other, and the way they express that love for each other (physically and other different ways) combined with their natural sizzling chemistry is all I need to be drawn into and invested in their relationship.

Of course I trust you. And I respect you more than anyone else I’ve ever met. And you know if I do get angry, it’s only because I have never opened up to somebody so much in my whole life. And it hurts me when I feel like that trust isn’t returned.

[this-is-a-love-story-isnt-it]

Lois & Clark 2x16

The way they slide their hands apart????

[sitcomsedits]

@sitcomgirI or like  

[cipher-fresh]

🫵 YOU. MY ADVENTURES WITH SUPERMAN VIEWER. Watch Lois & Clark: The New Adventures of Superman (1993-1997) NOW

[this-is-a-love-story-isnt-it]

Something I realized I love about them is that even though they've had plenty of passionate kisses where you can clearly see their desire for each other, and they've had moments when they couldn't keep their hands off each other, so many of their kisses are like in this gifset; full of affection and tenderness. These are the moments that give me butterflies. They're so intimate but not sexually charged. Don't get me wrong, I like the passionate ones, too. I've seen gifsets from eps I haven't seen yet, like the morning after they slept together for the first time. And when they go back to work after their honeymoon and they jump each other in the elevator bc they can't wait to be alone together again... Those are fun and cute scenes. But the times where they exchange these intimate, affectionate, and tender kisses is what draws me into their romance and love. Even their little "hello" and "see you later" kisses linger just a bit longer than a normal peck.

I actually can't think of another TV couple who kiss this way and so often. If I want to compare them to other TV couples I love, John and Aeryn honestly have too many passionate kisses and not enough kisses where they linger and take their time. Paul and Jamie have both, but not as many as Lois and Clark. With Paul and Jamie it's all the ways they touch each other that do it for me. It was kind of the same with Henry and Elizabeth, too. Luke and Lorelai almost never kissed. They kissed like 4 times that I can remember lol. Tony and Angela's kisses were usually those weird sitcom kisses where they just mashed their open mouths together. gross.

So, anyway, Lois and Clark's displays of affection are my favorite out of all of my OTP's.

All Clois kisses in ‘Lois & Clark: The New Adventures of Superman‘ (1993-1997)

S04E15 Lois and Clarks | 124/?

[armoralor]

I'm so excited for Ahsoka, Sabine, and Shin to have the most lesbian sex imaginable while stranded on Peridea all together

[cloisfics]

STAY

She was running...where exactly, she couldn't fathom, couldn't bring herself to care about the fact that she, being defenseless could potentially get murdered in cold blood, not when she felt that sensation of impending doom suffocating her, the terror running deep in her veins, her heart pounding.

Lois Lane was not one to shy away from danger. It was what excited her, chaos was what she was used to thriving on, it was what defined her life- what made it worth living for. But this was different - of course it was - she could feel it..the last thread of hope -slipping away from her clutch, the flashing lights from the battlefield nearly blinding her. She found her breath coming in pants, her eyes tearing up, limbs shaking..her entire world crumbling down into pieces, right in front of her eyes- and yet, she was totally and utterly helpless to do anything about it. Her frantic eyes had found the read and blue mass lying in the corner, right next to that terrifying beast- most disturbingly, motionless.

" Clark!"

Lois was so horror struck for a moment that she could only stay rooted to the spot, praying that her bloody mind was playing stupid tricks one her. This couldn't be real. She wouldn't allow it...

She finally willed enough strength to move to him, dizzy and feverish, for the first time-petrified of the unknown, of what awaited her. She managed to turn him around onto her lap, shaking hands immediately finding the face she loved so much. His skin was so frigid, and clammy. He had never felt so cold before. The soundless scream erupted from her throat of it's own accord...

Like a bucket of ice-cold water had been splashed on her, Lois jerked awake. She felt her forehead, feeling sick, her heart pounding loudly against her ribcage. She instinctively reached out next to her, and was further anguished on discovering the cold side of the bed. Slowly, she took in the familiar surroundings- the comfy bed with the silk comforter she was tangled in, the walls coated in warm beige illuminated from the table lamp, the cozy decor, the tall mahogany cupboard and the frigid bay windows against which snow was falling, heavily.

No. She kept telling herself. It was just the usual nightmare- her worst memory, in fact- the one which took pleasure in constantly haunting her..and yet- it had been so real, she could feel her throat constricting, her chest tightening. Her restless mind began conjuring up such bone-chilling imagery she couldn't manage to shut out.

She ran her hands through her hair, trying to pull herself together somehow and failing miserably. He would be here, he had to be here, or was he?

Tired of her internal debate, she decided to put an end to the dilemma; she was even more frustrated to find out the amount of effort it took to sit upright against the headboard, and that was when she was suddenly alerted to the wound on her left shoulder, the pain so tangible she was forced to recollect the unpleasant scenario she had found herself in before the bullet had brushed past her skin.

As if on cue, the door opened- and there stood Clark- in his casual flannel, looking quite worn out with dark circles quite visible under his eyes- he never got dark circles, he was Superman for God's sake- but alive. Miraculously, right in front of her. Unharmed.

The fatigue weakening her body, and her wobbling legs which threatened to give way beneath her, forgotten- all of a sudden, she collapsed straight into him, wrapping her petite frame against his muscular torso, arms wrapping around him as tight as she could muster.

"Lois!" He breathed into her hair.

She felt his steady heartbeat, as she buried herself deeper into him, letting his scent wrap around her- healing her. She once again reminded herself of how much her life revolved around him, and him alone.

"Honey.." he gently peeled back away from her, concern pooling in his mesmerizing blues, as he took in the sight of her, hand trailing down her cheek.

"Hey.." she managed weakly, instinctively melting into his touch.

"Is everything..."

"I'm fine.." she assured him, and herself, arms circling his neck, leaning her forehead agaist his, "Just a bad dream.."

He held her close, kissing her forehead as he murmured, "You scared the hell out of me.."

She knew they had to talk it through. She sensed apprehension, fear and worry- all in that one simple sentence, and felt the guilt creeping up her veins, already. But not right now. It had to wait.

"Clark..."

"I know." He whispered, delicately stroking an arm down her back, perfectly aware of her need for comfort.

"Stay."

"I'm not going anywhere, Lo!"

[stardustinthesky]

#this show GETS it