We need Brandon Sanderson to write a superman story. It is required. Jorgen is almost a perfect Clark Kent. He already wants to write for superman.
We need Brandon Sanderson to write a superman story. It is required. Jorgen is almost a perfect Clark Kent. He already wants to write for superman.
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Oneshot request are now open, I'll only be taking 5 request. Please put the characters and plot when you request.
Ships I'll write -
Bruce Wayne x Clark Kent (batman & superman)
Bruce Wayne x Jack Napier (batman & joker)
Starfire x Nightwing
Din Djarin x Luke Skywalker
Padme Amidala x Anakin Skywalker
Spiderman x Deadpool
Wanda x Vision
Sam Wilson x Bucky Barns
Iwazumi Hajime x Oikawa Toru
Akaashi Keji x Bokuto Kotaro
If you don't have a ship you want me to write, that's okay. Give me a plot, and the main characters you want included.
Fandoms I'll write -
guys im not entirely convinced Clark and Bruce arent Dick's whacky gay dads
clark kent | superman + lois lane
injustice: gods among us (2013-2019) #4
Superman: Classic Design [July 31, 2021] by Supes Guy
Recently acquired a new smartphone. Took pictures with my newly ordered costume as well. Still classic costume based. I tried my hand at making the logo through an old program called Microsoft Powerpoint. I choose a different neck contour design from HerosTime, and a baselayer printed in this blue color on white fabric.
Superman versus Ultra-Olsen by Murphy Anderson
COMIC SHARE #3
This panel in Injustice: Gods Among Us (2013-2019) #3 is absolutely heartbreaking. I cannot even comprehend what sudden fear and pain Clark is feeling. Being drugged, thinking he was fighting Doomsday, but in reality he was beating Lois and his unborn child. Killing them. Only then does the drug wear off and he realizes what he did. I. . . I just can’t.
On 8th January, I told my parents I was bisexual. Kept my hand on the credit card and ID cards in my pocket, sure I won't be kicked out but not sure either. Promised myself I won't cry, but I did. My father asked: "does this mean you will cheat on your lovers?" and then "how will it work- will you date two people at once? " and then, "don't tell other people". Months later, Jon Kent came out as bisexual. My father sent me the link to the news article, no text attached. That evening, I went up to him for the first time in 7 years and dropped a kiss on his forehead. What does it mean? I couldn't tell you. He's still grateful that men are an option. He researches countries where the gays have it easier. I don't think there is a love more bittersweet, than the love of a parent who is trying.
Superman by Jorge Jiménez.
Bucky Barnes/Sebastian Stan
Steve Rogers /Chris Evans
Peter Parker/Tom Holland/Andrew Garfield
Jax Teller/Charlie Hunnam
Natasha Romanoff/Scarlett Johansson
Daryl Dixon/Norman Reedus
Damon Salvatore/ Ian Somerhalder
Tony Stark/ RDJ
Lucifer Morningstar/Tom Ellis
Edward Cullen/ Robert Pattinson
Stefan Salvatore/Paul Wesley
others: clark looks good in blue and red
me: no, purple and brown tones.
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Pairing: Jonathan Kent x fem teen!reader
Request: “Hey! I had a request if you don’t mind doing! Can you do from Superman & Lois, Jonathan Kent x female reader where your dating him and Clark and Lois find out and want to meet her. Obviously, reader knows Jonathan is part Kryptonian and is cool with it, but is very, very scared of meeting Superman. So basically reader meets Jonathan’s parents over dinner, that they invited her over and in the end, she gets their approval and it’s a happy ending!”| Requested by Anonymous
A/N: I got this request months ago and I’m sooo behind. I’m so sorry you guys, I’m the slowest. The title is really basic because I don’t even know anymore and didn’t really know what to do with this request do here’s my attempt at writing fluff. Along with fluff, I can’t write endings so they all end up like an early-2000s movie. This is my 30th fic!!!
Summary: After weeks of asking, Jon was finally able to convince you to meet his parents.
Warnings: None that I know of.
Word Count: ~2.2k
Once the final bell rang and students were released from their classes, you heard Jon call your name so you slowed your pace to allow him to catch up with you. As he approached you, you bit your lip to fight back your nerves at the question he was bound to ask you.
“Hey,” he greeted, taking your hand into yours to briefly intertwine them together and gently squeeze your hand before letting go.
Your heart still fluttered when he did that. Sure, you two had been dating for a month now, but you still couldn’t get over the amazingness of your boyfriend.
He had started interlocking your fingers together in jealousy when he caught Timmy, your ex-boyfriend and also Jon’s football teammate/ex-bully, staring at you both in annoyance whenever you both walked the halls.
However after realizing his motive for holding your hand and consequently reassuring him that your feelings for Timmy had disappeared, Jon had started doing small squeezes as a greeting.
You smiled at him, “Hey, what’s up?”
Jon’s nerves seemed to match yours as he sucked in a breath before putting his hands in his pockets. “I uh, actually wanted to talk about that thing I brought up earlier. You know... about my parents.”
You bit the inside of your cheek as you slowly nodded when you both came to a stop outside of Smallville High School.
“Yeah, well… how about tonight?” Jon proposed.
You fidgeted with the straps on your backpack as you began to sputter out an excuse, “Jon-”
Knowing your intentions, he interrupted you to plead his case, “I know this is a big deal. I mean, I’m asking you to meet my parents. But I’ve met yours, and they were great! How different could it possibly be?”
“Well I don’t know, Jon?” you sarcastically shrugged while gesturing with your hands before leaning closer to him and ‘loudly’ whispering, “My parents aren’t the best reporter in the world and freaking Superman!”
“It’s not even like that,” Jon began.
You continued, “Yeah, you’re right, Lois Lane isn’t the only best reporter in the world, that title is tied with her and Kara Danvers! Who is your aunt, or cousin, whatever!”
Becoming defensive, Jon stepped back and crossed his arms, “She’s my first cousin once removed, and are you actually afraid of my family?”
Your stance weakened at his question and you shook your head from side to side. Sitting down on a nearby bench, you rested your head on your hands.
“No, no Jon, of course not. But- I… I’m not particularly impressive, and you’ve told me about Eliza and how much your parents and Jordan loved her…” you admitted, trailing off.
Uncrossing his arms, Jon frowned at your implied self-deprecation before sitting next to you, “Hey, that’s not true at all. Sure, I was with Eliza for a while and my family got used to it, but you’re way better than her and they’ll love you equally, if not more.”
You gave him an unconvinced look, before he continued chuckling, “Well, first of all, you didn’t ditch me at Harvest Fest.”
Playfully rolling your eyes, you bumped his shoulder against your own, “Well I didn’t really have a choice. If it weren’t for me then you would have been left to drunkenly wobble home and would have ended up in the lake.”
Jon gave you a sarcastic laugh which made you genuinely laugh. Resting your head on his shoulder, you sighed, “Okay, you’ve convinced me, I’ll see you this evening?”
He gave a wide grin before confirming, “Yep, my house at six.”
You gave him a final nod before quickly kissing his cheek and standing up. “I’ll see you then.”
And with that, you turned to go home and get ready. Granted, your nerves weren’t completely gone, but you were confident that as long as Jon was there, you could manage them.
Knocking on the wooden door, you played with the hem of your dress while balancing a pie in your hand. Luckily for you, baking helped ease your nerves and it provided a tasty gift.
A moment later, the door was opened and you were met by Jordan’s jet-black curls.
“Hey,” he waved, “I’m glad you could make it.”
Peeking out from behind him, Sarah appeared, already focused on dessert, “Ohhh, please tell me that’s your grandma’s old recipe?”
You grinned while nodding, “The one and only. With cinnamon crust, of course.”
Stepping aside, Jordan ushered you inside, mirroring Sarah’s interest in your pie. Smoothing out your dress before turning into the corner where Lois and Clark’s voices could be heard, you nervously swallowed before walking forward.
Seeing you step inside, Lois and Clark paused their conversation with a very handsome looking Jonothan to address you, and Lois was quick to smother you in adoration as she called your name.
“Ohhh, you look beautiful,” she smiled, walking over to you. “I’m so happy that you could make it, Jonathan talks about you all the time and I’ve just been dying to meet you.”
You shyly glanced at Jon who was glaring at his mom for exposing him before returning Lois’ enthusiasm, “Thank you so much for inviting me. I’ve heard so much about you both and it’s an honor to finally meet you Mrs. Lane.”
Joining his wife, Clark came over to you both, “I’m glad that we get to officially meet, Jon says that you’re a loyal Crows fan.”
You nodded, “Yes, I’ve been to every game since elementary school. You’re a great assistant coach, Mr. Kent, it’s a wonder that Coach Gaines had been able to manage the team for that long without you.”
“Well I’m flattered and glad you think so,” Clark chuckled before looking at his sons, “There are some people in this household who don’t share your ideals.”
At his words, Sarah gave a muffled laugh as the twins exchanged alarmed looks. You smiled at the family atmosphere that had engulfed the room. Catching Jon’s eye, you gave him a warm smile, pleased at how dinner was turning out.
Leading you towards the dinner table Lois commented, “I hope you like baked chicken, because I am admittedly not the best cook.”
“Which is why I cooked it,” Clark added, affectionately kissing Lois on the check.
You quietly chuckled before taking your seat at the six-person table next to Jon with Sarah and Jordan facing you and Lois and Clark at both ends of the table.
After being served, the table was immersed with comfortable small talk when the topic of baseball was brought up.
“Mr. Kent, Jon’s mentioned that you like baseball,” you remarked.
“I love it, I used to play as a kid.”
Sarah cut in, “Was it only as a kid? I feel like I’ve seen you play on TV somewhere.”
“He wishes,” Jordan laughed.
Clark put his hand over his heart, feigning offense, “Hey, I could have totally gone pro.”
“I’m sure you could have honey,” Lois playfully comforted. “And I could have joined the military with Lucy.”
Everyone at the table laughed excluding Clark who simply showed mock offense.
“No, no, dad. You’re right, you do have a super throw,” Jon joked.
“You pitched?” Sarah asked, not knowing the hidden meaning behind your boyfriend’s words.
Covering up for his son’s hint, Clark quickly nodded, “Yeah, forever ago. Now I just help Jon and Jordan with football.”
Nodding, Lois steered the conversation towards you, much to your discomfort.
“Are you in any clubs? Sarah mentioned you did cheer,” Lois asked.
You nodded, “Yeah, although sometimes it’s unfortunate that I have to face the crowd instead of the action during games. But I’m also in the newspaper club, it’s not as amazing as what you do, but we just cover small events and stuff around town.”
Lois enthusiastically grinned, “Well I’d be happy to have some help over at the Gazette if you’d ever like to stop by.”
“I’d love that!” you agreed.
Underneath the table, Jon’s hand found its way to yours and gave you a small squeeze as you engaged in small talk with his family. He occasionally made a comment but otherwise left his family to get to know you.
Throughout the dinner, Jon’s eyes almost never left your face as you animatedly talked and listened to everyone. He could only gaze at you in admiration as you effortlessly charmed his parents, as he knew you would.
As the evening came to an end and the pie you brought was devoured, Lois and Clark led you to the door as you said your goodbyes.
Shaking your hand, Clark spoke, “It was great to have you over, we’re so glad that we could finally meet you after hearing all about you from Jon.”
Inwardly smiling and sneaking a glance at your boyfriend, who was shuffling his feet on the ground in embarrassment, you returned the handshake, “Thank you again for having me, Jon is wonderful and it’s no doubt because of you both.”
Lois lightly laughed at your praise and added, “Well I can’t help but notice his sudden willingness to clean his room coincidentally before he video calls you so I’m sure I have you to thank you for that.”
You giggled at her remark and Jon cut into the conversation before any more humiliating details about him could be shared, “Okay then, I’m glad you’re both happy with my continued shaming. Mom, Dad, I think she has to go now, it’s getting kind of late.”
Jon’s parents chuckled at him before taking the hint.
“Okay, okay, we get it. But just know that you are always welcome and we’d be happy to have you here again,” Clark invited as Lois nodded in agreement.
“Thank you, I’d be happy to come. Goodnight!” you waved politely as the parents said farewell before being ushered back into the house by their son.
Jon sighed before putting his hands in his pocket, “Wow… that really just happened.”
“Yep, it’s official now. You’re stuck with me,” you joked.
“I think it’s the other way around.”
I don’t think so... but we’ll agree to disagree.”
Pulling you into a hug, Jon didn’t linger in your embrace, knowing his parents were watching. And he was correct as you peeked behind him and sure enough, Lois was hovering behind the curtain.
You grinned at her failed attempt at hiding, but understood her concern. Although you didn’t exactly know what she wanted to prevent from happening at 9 p.m. on a front porch.
“Is she still there?” he whispered.
After waiting a moment for her to leave, you shook your head once her shadow disappeared, “Yeah, but what about your dad’s super-vision?”
“I’ll take my chances.”
Leaning in, Jon pressed his lips against yours in an innocent kiss that still made your heart feel as if it exploded. Pulling away, you bashfully grinned as he rocked on his heels.
“Thank you,” he smiled before frantically clarifying, “Not for the kiss-I mean yes… I enjoyed kissing you, but thank you for coming to dinner.”
You giggled at his uncharacteristic awkwardness, “I’m glad that I did. I was really freaking out over nothing. Your parents are great.”
“Yeah, they are.”
Quickly hugging him again, your parent’s car pulled up in Kent's driveway and you took it as your sign to leave.
“Well, that’s my ride. I’ll call you?” you asked, backing away.
Jon nodded, “I’ll be waiting.”
With a final smile sent his way, you turned away from the Kent residence to leave the property. But you knew that wouldn’t be for the final time.
Like anyone would be, you and him were nervous about introducing you to his crazy family. And he was even a little worried that in the midst of all the super, you would find him a little… ordinary.
However, as if you were able to sense his fears, you never failed to reassure him that to you, Jonathan Kent was everything but ordinary.
At the beginning of that day, you didn’t want to even imagine trying to successfully meet Jon’s parents. But by the end, you couldn’t wait to see them and him again. And that was truly super.
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