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@dailyplanetloislane
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Happy Mother's Day!! - From, Jordan and Jonathan
The earrings and the flowers were gorgeous. A big grin on her face, Lois knelt down on one knee and grabbed her boys in a hug, holding them tight. "You two make every moment worth it." She mumbled into their hair.
IÂ donât care if Iâm the only person in the world, I love Clark Joseph Kent for being âboringlyâ nice. So what, heâs âunproblematicâ and âuncomplicated.â He lives in a world on fire and chooses to be the rain, tirelessly trying to cool the heat. Heâs a drop of sunshine in a storm that refuses to be swallowed or snuffed out.Â
He comes from a sheltered rural upbringing where he could spend all day tending to the fields and enjoying the warm sun on his back. Clark Kent has all these amazing powers. He has shoulders that can carry any weight, a breath that can turn fire to ice. His skin is like steel, but heâs not invulnerable.Â
He has a soft, kind heart. People who donât get him would think itâs absurd his doting mother worries about him getting hurt. Him⊠Superman. Like anyone or anything could be a threat to him. She caresses his cheeks with her thumb and looks up into his eyes and reminds him, âyou donât have to be their hero.â Pointless. She knows he will. He cannot turn away from the fire, even when he risks getting burned. Not if he knows there is anyone out there that needs him.Â
Because of all Clark Kentâs many super powers, his true strength doesnât lie in those gifts he got from the stars. It comes from the gift he was given on a midwestern ranch, raised by one Martha and Jonathan Kent. His super power isnât in his skin, but beneath it. Itâs in his heart, that cares and loves so much.
Too much to turn his back when thereâs something, anything he can do to help others. Because thatâs how he was raised. Thatâs why he fights until blood soaks his shirt. Itâs not about justice. Itâs not about revenge. Itâs about love.
Clark Kent has gone to sleep every night with the ability to hear miles away.Â
He can hear every prayer, every cry for help, every personâs suffering. He cares so much, and he has so much to give. But Clark doesnât want to hurt anybody. In order to save some people, it will require him to get his hands dirty. To stand between those that would hurt and oppress, he might have to do harm to do good. This cost has always stopped him from intervening before. He canât pay it. A people-pleasing mild-mannered man from the midwest doesnât have the guts.
Until he does. âThe only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing,â a theme that is constantly revisited and explored in his character.
Clark does find the nerve to fight and get his hands bloody. While he feared he wouldnât be able to sleep with red fingers, not so. Itâs easier to sleep with those than pristine ones knowing there are people hurting somewhere he could do something for. If you step in the fire, you might get burned. âOnly wanting to helpâ and fighting for the love his parents taught him, people wonât get it. Theyâll misconstrue him time and time again. Theyâll fear him for his power. Theyâll call him a âmonster.â Theyâll be unable to trust he could have pure intent.
Clark will shoulder that all. Heâll deal with being whatever the media decrees he is that week, whether a messiah or menace. Heâll deal with the enemies heâll involuntarily collect just by existing with these powers and exercising them. Heâll face every consequence, because thatâs who he is. Selfless. It would be easier for him to do nothing. That way, heâd be spared hardship and could know a carefree life. To live in Smallville forever, never raise a hand. Turn a blind eye.Â
Yet he canât, because that would be choosing his own comfort over others. He canât live with himself if he lets other suffer while he gets to sleep cozily. Thatâs what makes him Superman. Not his powers, not his strength. His choices and commitment to love and do good. To get dirt on his hands, if thatâs what it takes.
Ah, but he is too âperfect,â right? Which makes him a bad character. Hmm. How easy it is to write Clark off as âtoo perfectâ and not accredit all the strength that it takes to deal with being thought of as âperfection.â With the mistrust people feel because he is just âtoo niceâ and there has to be more. Villains tell Clark that with all his power, deep down, he must have moments he wants to hurt people. That the boy scout that wants to âdo goodâ must just be an act, and they hurt him and others to try to push Clark to his limits and break him. Clark refuses to be broken, though, or let anything take away what makes him who he is in the ânever ending battle.â He doesnât let his love get tainted or demented.
He isnât âperfect.â Heâs good. Through sacrifice and choices, through hard work.
He never lets Clark Kent, mild-mannered farm boy, get lost in the battle field. He never forgets when he is fighting, what he fights for. In a world with such oppression, it would be easy to turn cold. It would be easy to hate. Yet if he were to do so, it would betray everything he stands for. Because he wouldnât be fighting for anyone but himself. His hands are for protecting, shielding, saving. He doesnât want to hurt anybody, never has. The only reason he will ever hurt anyone is to save someone else. Clark will always be this way, because he is strong. This âperfectionâ is a product of commitment. Of dedication. Of love.
Iâd like to share the comic that brought me into DC and made me fall in love with Superman. Superman: Man of Tomorrow issue #12, which I highly recommend.
Everything about this message is so precious. Clark Kent can carry Atlasâ curseâs weight, because he possesses the strength and resolve to achieve it. That strength doesnât come from his arms, though. It comes from his heart.
Yes. Clark is boringly ânice,â âunselfish,â and âunproblematic.â He is some kid from the midwest whose mother still bakes him pies and, if he had it his way, wouldnât hurt a fly. Yet he wonât choose having it his way over saving someone elseâs skin, because he is a boring nice guy. There are so many fans that hate on Clark and call him âlameâ and harass DC to make him more twisted. Because a sweet little dude that takes kittens out of trees, who cares about that? Because male characters should be âtough, aggressive, dark,â and some pure and sweet male character is just a total snooze. Iâm just going to come out and say it.
Sorry, but there are plenty of DC characters like that. Have you considered that maybe you just donât like Supermanâs character, and his content isnât meant for you? For some of us, a character who chooses kindness and stays true to himself and is a meek mild-mannered guy just trying to do good in the face of evil hits home. Supermanâs story is more than about some guy throwing his fists and beating bad guys. Itâs a story about not letting the world break your heart.
About not letting oppressors make you cold, and fighting for love. Not letting those that would abuse or do harm break your commitment to be good.Â
Some of us need that, and if you donât, then move on. Stop whining that Superman is âplainâ and find a character that you like and hits home with you. I actually love dark, grungy male characters that are fundamentally flawed too, and rather than being raised in a nice home that allowed them goodness, they have to fight to be better. This isnât my taking issue with those characters. I love them so much. But by gosh, Superman is not garbage because heâs not them. You just donât like his character, heâs not âpoorly writtenâ because of that.
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@dailyplanetloislaneâ ⣠âš
âI canât imagine thereâs much to tell about myself. My students, mutantkindâŠÂ they deserve your attention far more than I do, Miss. Lane.â
This place was gorgeous. Lois took a minute to look around at the way the sun streamed through the window and onto the wood and art. âIâd respectfully disagree Professor Xavier.â She smiled. âWhat youâve done here, itâs certainly worth talking about.â
âI read somewhere that itâs bad luck to say goodbye in the dark.âÂ
Lois sat up and pushed her bed head out of her eyes. "Not getting away that easy Smallville." He'd hesitated by the bed and that was where she had him. Rising up to her knees, she grabbed his chin and pulled him in for a kiss.
I come to bring you a bit of domestic funny. When Lois and Clark move in together, Clark has a very important question.Â
i was only gone for thirty seconds! [from Clark]
Lois straightened up from where she was picking up legos from the floor. "Well in that thirty seconds our living room turned into the aftermath of a tornado." The couches were pushed in strange configurations, toys and books were scattered everywhere and the curtain rod was hanging half off the holders. "What did you do, give them meth?" Lois half joked.
Send anons on relationships youâve seen my muse in.
âBut what is grief, if not love persevering?â âIn a real magic act, everything is fake.â âThis is our home.â   â Then letâs fight for it.â âSheâs one split end away from cutting her own bangs!â âWe canât reverse death.â âI donât understand this power, but I will.â âItâs not like your dead husband can die twice!â âYou are my sadness and my hope, but mostly youâre my love.â âI have what I want and no one will ever take it from me again.â âThis is your only warning.â âThe urge to run from this feeling is powerful.â âYou tied your family to this chaotic world and now one canât exist without the other.â âThanks for the lesson, but I donât need you to tell me who I am.â âIâll let you keep this pathetic corner of the world all to yourself.â âWe are an unusual couple.â âTheyâll never know what you sacrificed for them.â âIâve been feeling weird-ie all day.â âMy mother-in-law is in town, so I wasnât.â âYou have no idea what you have unleashed.â âYouâre gonna need me.â  âLife moves pretty fast in the suburbs.â âI am not what you say I am.â âThe worldâs not the same as you left it.â âThe only way forward is back.â âBecause family is forever.â âI only remember feeling completely alone. Empty. I justâŠ.endless nothingness.â âIt canât all be sorrow, can it?â âDonât use the last 5 years as an excuse to be a coward!â âWe could never truly leave each other, even if we tried.â âYou donât get to make that choice for me!â âWho knows what might be next?â âAnd all we had to do was be ourselves.â âPerhaps the rot is the memories. The wear and tear are the voyages.â âShe believed youâd come back.â âIt doesnât really speak to my skill set.â âI did not break your rules!â âPlease - I can be good!â âWe have said goodbye before, so it stands to reasonâŠweâll say hello again.â âI can fix it.â âYou were born for this.â âPower isnât your problem, itâs knowledge.â âThis world you made will always be broken. Just like you.â âI read somewhere that itâs bad luck to say goodbye in the dark.â âPerhaps I just wanted to see you clearly.â âSo long, darling.â
âYâknow I have super low standards for how people treat meâŠ.and I tend to expect nothing from people. YetâŠIâm still disappointed when people end up being assholes.â
Lois knew the appropriate âmomâ type thing to say. That maybe the person was having a bad day, to see it from their point of view, or maybe Jordan just didnât know them well enough. But sheâd dealt with enough people in her life to know that some people were just assholes.
âNot all the time.â Since Lois probably should say something encouraging. âBut yeah, sometimes people do suck.â
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i made a choice. this is my family.
From Clark
The breath Lois hadn't realized she'd been holding rushed out of her. She knew that Clark theoretically would put her and Jon first, but to hear it out loud. The world was a big place and they were only two people. "Are you sure?"
donât cry. iâm just a little cold.
From Jon
Lois didn't know whether to hug her son or smack him. Since the latter wouldn't help anything, she just held him tight. "Don't you ever scare me like that again!" She pulled him back so they were making eye contact. "Do you understand me?"
apparently I canât handle my caffeine like Lois.Â
sometimes people go and they donât come back.
From Jon
Lois closed her laptop and put it on the coffee table to give her son her full attention. "Oh kiddo. Is that why you don't want to go to sleep? You're worried about Dad?" She knew he was too old to really be coddled and babied the way she'd used to do. But with his pajamas and messy hair...it was hard sometimes.
Coming back after god knows how many years....lets do this!
Cuddles next to his mom.
Lois pulled an AirPod out of her ear and wrapped her arm around Jon. She was working on an article from home but was due for a break. âWhatâs up kiddo?â She asked.Â