//Sorry for poofing. I woke up with a headache every day last week and didn’t even go to classes it was so bad.
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//Sorry for poofing. I woke up with a headache every day last week and didn’t even go to classes it was so bad.
The writers are unstoppable!!
“ability to think real good” I’m fucking done holy shit.
why I am NOT watching this cartoon???
“you perpetual second banana”
Knuckles gets all the girls
This show was the best out of a worst situation i swear
Over a year.. Alfred had been keeping track of their kid for over a year while both of the heroes were out. Oh, he felt like such a bad parent. Adjusting his tie on the oversized suit, Kal pushed the key into the door and turned the lock, listening to the tumblers in the door click into place. It took a moment for him after opening the door. It felt like so long ago.. "Hello?"
“No one’s home,” Bruce called, looking up from Morgan, eagerly telling his oft absent father everything that he had learned in Pre-K. There were tears at first angry pouting from their cloned child, while Bruce attempted to explain why both his parents were gone.. The easy answer was that Bruce had to go to Europe to get medical treatment, seizures striking at the worst time.
However, seeing Kal again, good old Clark Kent, coming through that door, Bruce just felt more at ease. The latent fear that he was permanently damaged eased for just a moment..
“ … Nobody that wants to see you,” he continued, rare amusement in his voice and a certain softness in his eyes.
And Morgan of course did not disappoint. He ran to Kal, his strength almost even knocking the Man of Steel off his feet.
“Careful,” Bruce warned, concern welling in his chest. He gave a grunt getting up and coming to approach his husband. “We’re both a little worse for wear, eh, Kal’El~?”
Morgan had gotten so big… It surprised the Kryptonian to see their son, shaggy hair included, rocketing toward him… And actually making him stagger. He chuckled and knelt to the boy, hugging him close before picking the pre-schooler up, then pressing a kiss to Bruce’s cheek.
“I’d have to agree. Did you get everything taken care of?” Mor was now clinging to him. Kal didn’t mind– couldn’t mind the attention.
“Mostly,” Bruce relented. He ran a hand through his hair, met Kal’s eyes briefly. The doctor’s at Munich were at least able to pin down what it wasn’t, and thanks to the miracle of nigh endless funds and Batman’s international fame, he could be frank with them, in exchange for a few autographs, of all silly things for an internationally reknowned neurosurgeon to want for his daughter.
“At the very least, it’s not something that’s going to bench me, yet.”
Those icy blue eyes, so different from what people described his as, flickered to and from him in moments. Morgan was content just resting and hugging to his dad, so Kal took the moment and brought his husband into a light embrace as well. Relief flooded his otherwise apprehensive look at the news.
“If it does, I’m still able to take over for a bit longer. I know Dick’s mad at me too, but I think I can convince him to patrol out with me from time to time to give you rest.”
//I am so tired this morning... I had about 6 hours of sleep, like normal, so I dunno why. Not in class yet and I honestly don’t want to go, but I have a presentation in there today that I don’t want to miss.
Over a year.. Alfred had been keeping track of their kid for over a year while both of the heroes were out. Oh, he felt like such a bad parent. Adjusting his tie on the oversized suit, Kal pushed the key into the door and turned the lock, listening to the tumblers in the door click into place. It took a moment for him after opening the door. It felt like so long ago.. "Hello?"
“No one’s home,” Bruce called, looking up from Morgan, eagerly telling his oft absent father everything that he had learned in Pre-K. There were tears at first angry pouting from their cloned child, while Bruce attempted to explain why both his parents were gone.. The easy answer was that Bruce had to go to Europe to get medical treatment, seizures striking at the worst time.
However, seeing Kal again, good old Clark Kent, coming through that door, Bruce just felt more at ease. The latent fear that he was permanently damaged eased for just a moment..
“ … Nobody that wants to see you,” he continued, rare amusement in his voice and a certain softness in his eyes.
“Well,” the man mused, “if nobody wants to see me, I can just go straight to work. But, since I’m sure Mor has a lot to tell us, I’ll sit and listen a bit, hm?” Kal closed the door behind him and removed his coat and glasses, hanging the garment on the rack next to the large door.
It’d been way too long. First Bruce had disappeared to Europe for his medical issues, then he was called from home on intergalactic missions. For him, it was good to be home, with his husband, his son. His family.
And Morgan of course did not disappoint. He ran to Kal, his strength almost even knocking the Man of Steel off his feet.
“Careful,” Bruce warned, concern welling in his chest. He gave a grunt getting up and coming to approach his husband. “We’re both a little worse for wear, eh, Kal’El~?”
Morgan had gotten so big... It surprised the Kryptonian to see their son, shaggy hair included, rocketing toward him... And actually making him stagger. He chuckled and knelt to the boy, hugging him close before picking the pre-schooler up, then pressing a kiss to Bruce’s cheek.
“I’d have to agree. Did you get everything taken care of?” Mor was now clinging to him. Kal didn’t mind-- couldn’t mind the attention.
Over a year.. Alfred had been keeping track of their kid for over a year while both of the heroes were out. Oh, he felt like such a bad parent. Adjusting his tie on the oversized suit, Kal pushed the key into the door and turned the lock, listening to the tumblers in the door click into place. It took a moment for him after opening the door. It felt like so long ago.. "Hello?"
“No one’s home,” Bruce called, looking up from Morgan, eagerly telling his oft absent father everything that he had learned in Pre-K. There were tears at first angry pouting from their cloned child, while Bruce attempted to explain why both his parents were gone.. The easy answer was that Bruce had to go to Europe to get medical treatment, seizures striking at the worst time.
However, seeing Kal again, good old Clark Kent, coming through that door, Bruce just felt more at ease. The latent fear that he was permanently damaged eased for just a moment..
“ … Nobody that wants to see you,” he continued, rare amusement in his voice and a certain softness in his eyes.
“Well,” the man mused, “if nobody wants to see me, I can just go straight to work. But, since I’m sure Mor has a lot to tell us, I’ll sit and listen a bit, hm?” Kal closed the door behind him and removed his coat and glasses, hanging the garment on the rack next to the large door.
It’d been way too long. First Bruce had disappeared to Europe for his medical issues, then he was called from home on intergalactic missions. For him, it was good to be home, with his husband, his son. His family.
“I can probably say that it’s been a bit. It doesn’t help that I have so much work to do with the League, now does it?”
amazonwarrior answered your question://Guess who’s back and ready to rock?
you both came back… Diana is freaking out
//Hell yeah, am I right? I’ll be sporadic for another week or so, but I’m back!
//muse is bouncing off the walls now - hope youre both happy lol —
//You know we’re happy to make others happy. Omni should be on a lil more once she gets her computer up and running again, but yeah, just prepare for the RPing~
What’s Up for September?
Stargazing and looking up into the night sky is always a fun thing to do. This month, it will be especially exciting because there will be a total eclipse of a supermoon, plus the opportunity to see planets and the late-summer Milky Way!
What is a supermoon?
A supermoon is a new or full moon that occurs when it is at, or near its closest approach to Earth in a given orbit. There are usually 4 to 6 supermoons every year.
Observers can view the total eclipse on September 27, starting at 10:11 p.m. EDT until 11:23 p.m. This event will be visible in North and South America, as well as Europe and Africa. So make sure to mark your calendars!
This month, you will also be able to see the planets! Look for Mercury, Saturn, Pluto and Neptune in the evening sky. Uranus and Neptune at midnight, and Venus, Mars and Jupiter in the pre-dawn sky.
Finally, if you’re able to escape to a dark location, you might be able to see a great view of our Milky Way!
So, make sure to get outside this month and take a look at everything our night sky has to offer.
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amazonwarrior answered your question://Guess who’s back and ready to rock?
you both came back… Diana is freaking out
//Hell yeah, am I right? I’ll be sporadic for another week or so, but I’m back!
the moral of hamlet is don’t ever try to go home and resolve conflicts with yr family just stay at college and do gay shit w ur friends
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//Guess who’s back and ready to rock?
//Also, welcome to another semester of Brady probably getting on her RP blog and RPing because school is that boring. Sorry I’ve been gone so long; I’m thinking of making a new blog to hop on, all that good stuff.
“You Millennials this, you Millennials that”
Yes, you’re a baby boomer. No, I don’t care that you are. Stop. Stahp.
Reblog if it is okay to talk to the Mun in private..