( édgar ramírez. 44. he/him/his. cis male. ) are you a HERO? something tells me that flannel shirts, thick framed glasses, ink stains make you who you are, CLARK KENT. with the powers of SUPERHUMAN CONDITION (KRYPTONIAN), you’re sure to have a optimistic, reckless personality — and you definitely belong to UNAFFILIATED. were you listening to EVERYWHERE by FLEETWOOD MAC on your way to the subway? it suits you. we can’t wait to see what you do next! ( @reshieldedintro )
𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐒𝐀𝐀𝐀𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐄𝐄!
character name: Clark Joseph Kent
age: 44
faceclaim: Édgar Ramírez
voiceclaim: Édgar Ramírez
skill set: Kryptonian Physiology with full control and experience with his powers. Clark has been Superman for over 20 years now and has gotten to a point where he is extremely comfortable with his abilities.
affiliations: The Justice League, but he often operates on his own to right the wrongs of the world and protect those who need it no matter the place.
family: Lois Lane ( wife ), Jon Kent ( son ), Conner Kent ( son despite his claims ), Jor-El ( biological father, unfortunately ), Lara Lor-Van ( biological mother ), Jonathan Kent ( father, deceased ), Martha Kent ( mother ), Kara Zor-El ( cousin )
zodiac: Sagittarius ( December 1st )
favorite movie: encanto (2021), it felt important to add.
wiki link: up up and away?
what were they doing when they passed through the portal?
Clark was actually searching for Lois and Jon, who had passed through the portal prior to him without his knowledge. He had just returned from a mission that had taken him to the Phantom Zone, and upon coming back to Metropolis realized his family was missing. It was luck that made the portal manifest to him, but it was hearing Lois's heartbeat once it opened that made him cross it.
where are they living? are they living with anyone?
Currently at the same hotel that Lois is at, but will likely move in with Kon and Jon to be a nuisance to them and hopefully embarrass them into shape.
why is your character affiliated with who they’re affiliated with?
Chiefly, the Justice League. Clark has no ties to the military or any governmental organization. Superman is not a figure that is attached to one country, but to Earth as a whole. Clark doesn't limit himself to borders. Superman belongs to the world and is here to protect it.
who are their major friends, allies, and foes?
Clark believes he has a lot of close friends, even among the ranks of the Justice League. His best friend (other than Lois) would be Jimmy Olsen, a trusted sidekick to both Kent and Lane. He knows Bruce Wayne doesn't think they are friends, but he likes telling people they are best friends to see the look of utmost displeasure on Bruce's face when he does. Among the league, he is also very close to Diana Prince and Arthur Curry.
His biggest foe is Lex Luthor, or is he? Lex is nicer to him than Bruce. So is Zodd, to be honest. Perhaps Batman is his biggest foe.
whose hands do they believe the country should be in?
In the hands of someone who believes in equality and treats people fairly no matter who they are. Despite always wanting to believe the best in people and holding a lot of hope for human kind, Clark can't say he puts a lot of trust in any kind of government. He is very much anti-establishment.
what’s their current mental state at? their physical state?
Having recently missed out on a big chunk of his son’s life (thanks to sorry excuse for a father) and having gone through the stress of thinking he’d lost his family before crossing the portal, Clark has definitely had better days. He is bouncing back now that he has Lois and the boys back on his side, but there is something haunting about a parallel world that has swallowed up his entire family and that they can’t seem to get out of. As always, he will try to make the best out of the situation and help when he can, but the circumstances trouble him more than he cares to admit or show.
features drop and there’s a quick . . . was it a pout ??almost . “ sixte - - HUH . i’m twenty two , actually . “ even if he wasn’t acting it . arms cross defensively over his chest . “ how old are you ?? six billion?? “ so much for keeping the peace . and it’s wasted on a horrible joke at that .
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okay, so clark wasn’t entirely clueless about maybe prickling billy’s ego, but he couldn’t resist it. for the second time, he’s having to hold in the urge to laugh at the boy’s antics. he purses his lips to prevent it, nodding accordingly to billy’s words – – much like adults do to a child whose dreams they don’t want to crush. ❝ twenty-two, huh? good thing you look so young. you’ll be grateful for it when you’re pushing forty and looking thirty. ❞ advises the man, and he finally lets out that chuckle when a joke is said. ❝ something like that. little under, like four and a half billion. ❞ with greetings done, he asks what he feels like he’s been needing to say to every familiar face he’s met here: ❝ how did you get to this place, billy? ❞
HE SEES CLARK AND HIS HEART feels at ease. this dimeson may have the avengers but it didn’t have a beacon of hope ; or if they did , it would pale in comparison. bruce greets clark’s smile with his own , weaker but still genuine and filled with as much compassion as bruce could display upfront. he respects his decision to cut to the chase , clark knew him well enough. ❝ beats me. ❞ he starts , ❝ i have dick looking into it. but i doubt he’ll come up with anything , kids. ❞ he mumbles looking off elsewhere. ❝ with you , diana and myself we’ll figure it out soon enough. ❞ he huffs. ❝ it’s nice to see you , clark. ❞
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clark wasn’t one to indulge in complaining much, but he couldn’t resist the urge to vent with someone who would understand it – – and more often than not, bruce happened to understand him better than most people. ❝ kon has been here for a while, but i don’t think he’d be much help either. ❞ he confesses, followed by a sigh that said more than words could. ❝ i’m glad we’re all here, but it worries me. ❞ if they are all on this side, who is protecting their home? ❝ and you, bruce. ❞ with a smile creeping up on his lips, clark reaches out and lands his hand on bruce’s shoulder, giving it a squeeze. ❝ have you installed yourself in this place yet? bought a building to stay at with a super computer? ❞ a pause. ❝ did your bank account transfer over? ❞
“the best way to do cardio. it’s fun trying to see if a giant will stand on you.” not really true. he had been sleuthing around — but that was a conversation for him and hank pym. he was hoping that answer would be enough .. he figured he could probably get this guy to talk about more than what exactly he had been doing. “superman? cool.” he nods, “i thought that’s what my kid would have called me when they were growing up .. but i guess when you’re locked up for years and don’t get to see her constantly … that changes.” he points towards the cape, an approving nod accompanying the action. of course scott would think capes were cool.
“i’m scott.” hand flies out almost instantly, wanting to greet the other with a handshake. “but if we’re going with our cool superhero names — ant-man. i’m ant-man.” it doesn’t take him very long to realise just how lame his name sounds next to freaking superman.. and it’s obvious with the way his smile had practically disappeared. “did you choose your name? i didn’t choose mine.. that’s why it sounds incredibly boring.” yeah.. like that would change anything scotty…
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clark smiles wide enough to just be short of a chuckle. it was nice to see some fellow suits having a sense of humour , those weren’t all that common around his parts. well, maybe they were. he’d just been hanging out with GOTHAMITES too much and got unused to it. still, funny as it was, the answer he was given wasn’t a real one. but no matter. he could try and get it out of this guy soon. ❝ you think so? thank you. ❞ the kryptonian says genuinely. the name really could go either way – – either make a jerk out of him or actually sound cool.
when this man begins to overshare, clark is sure that people around here did things very differently than back home. while the justice league members would keep their identities close to their chests, these avengers and whatnot were very ready to reveal theirs. and whatever trauma came with them, it seemed. ❝ oh… sorry to hear that. ❞ clark says softly, but sincerely. ❝ i’m sure there’s still time to work it out with them. ❞ he offers despite knowing nothing about the situation. ❝ fatherly bonds are stronger than you’d think. ❞
superman doesn’t hesitate to shake the other’s hand soon as it is proffered to him. a firm, sure and far from bone-crushing shake. ❝ it’s nice to meet you, scott. or ant-man. ❞ having kept his identity secret his whole life, clark cannot bring himself to introduce himself the way he would like it. ❝ it’s not a lame name. trust me, i’ve heard worse. where i’m from, we have a kite-man. ❞ no, he didn’t like throwing other people under the bus, but kite-man deserved it. ❝ no, my – – ❞ wife. it almost slips out. ❝ local paper did. it took a few steps to get there, though. at first they called me the red and blue blur because they couldn’t see me properly. but once someone caught a picture of the S on my chest, well… ❞ clark shrugs modestly. ❝ i know it sounds like i planned for it by wearing this, but i didn’t. it’s just my family’s crest. ❞ why was he explaining himself? this portal was throwing him off his game.
diana could recognize that face anywhere , ❝ clark kent ! ❞ she shouted from across the pathway. quickly she approached him ❝ still as handsome as ever , i see — when the hell did you even get here ? ❞ her excitement to see clark was clear on her expression. to diana , clark was the lighthouse of the league and the embodiment of what it meant to be a hero. her admiration for him was endless and she greatly valued the relationship they had. ❝ my heart can rest easy knowing we’ve got a super awesome man in town. ❞ she teased. ❝ so. are you going to buy me a drink or what ? ❞
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the mild-mannered reporter was carrying some tension in his features while looking through his surroundings. it had become a habit in these parts, he was always with the feeling that something was amiss, that he was living through the calm before a storm. it was only a matter of time before the thundering began. when he hears his name, he is startled at first, but recognition dawns on him seconds later.
upon seeing diana, any trace of unpleasantness disappears from his face. he can only wear a welcoming grin and sheer relief in being reunited with such a dear friend. ❝ diana! ❞ clark greets her in kind, pulling her into a warm embrace ( stronger than he would with most people, knowing she could withstand it ). ❝ and you are as breathtaking as ever. i don’t know if i should be glad that you’re here, all things considered, but boy am i happy to see you. ❞ he says excitedly, breathing out a relieved sigh. ❝ lois came through first, so i did what i do and followed her lead. ❞ he shrugs casually, chuckling after. ❝ i’d love to buy you a drink. c’mon, there’s a bar down the block. ❞ which he hadn’t walked through yet, but could see and hear quite well from where he stood. ❝ when did you get here? ❞
as she jogs through the park, something she enjoyed doing to keep up with everything around her besides being a nice way to take a break mentally from everything that clouds her mind, when the dog nears her. she stops immediately and drops to her knees to be eye level with them, she slowly pets the dog and smiles up at the man as he catches up to them “ hey, oh please is alright, this might be the best thing that happened to me today. ” she jokes and continues to shower the dog with love “ they do that, huh, he is a sneaky boy. he is also a handsome boy. aren’t you ? ” she turns to the dog and scratches behind his ear “ what’s his name ? ” attention turns back to the other.
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clark kent is both relieved and genuinely content that krypto’s presence wasn’t shunned, but instead appreciated. the dog did have a talent for sniffing out people who could be needing a friendly paw ; clark is glad to see that the talent wasn’t lost in the strange portal his faithful companion had crossed. ❝ then i’m happy he found you. ❞ the journalist claims, resting his hands on his hips while watching the woman play with krypto. ❝ krypto. with a k. no relation to the currency. ❞ these days, it was something that he needed to clarify more and more. ❝ he seems taken with you. i’m clark. ❞ and so he offers her a hand to shake.
❝ ZEE ! ❞ it wasn’t just excitement behind his voice, but relief. clark’s greeting of zatanna had been by far the most enthusiastic reunion he’s had so far, if only because he believed her to be the ideal candidate to know just what the hell was going on here. portals generally happened because of two things : technology, or magic. having ruled out the first, he is hopeful that zatanna might help illuminate him on the second. ❝ you won’t believe how good it is to see you, i’m so glad you’re here. ❞ clark says while breathing out, shoulders relaxing as a smile spreads across his lips. ❝ unless… you’re not here for some nefarious reason, right? you’re alright? how are you doing? i should have asked that first. ❞
he was tempted to just spring up back into his normal form and punch the guy about to stand on him, though he resisted. this was always fun - freaking people out because: when did they ever see someone so small? it totally wasn’t a normal thing at all. that was until, he heard the other’s words. scott is quick to press the button on his suit, immediately transforming back into his usual, normal size self. “atom?” he questioned, brows furrowing. “i am not atom.. i have a lot of them inside me though.” that is until he’s pointing at the other, accusatory in every sense of the word. “shouldn’t i be asking that? you almost STOOD on me.”
he could tell there was a certain air about the other though.. something about him screamed superhero … which honestly wasn’t all that surprising with everything going on. “i’ll tell you my name once you tell me yours.”
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having identified this man’s suit as something similar to that of his friend atom ( x-ray vision helped him distinguish the composition, though there were elements foreign to him still. clark has half a mind to bring it up to the WATCHTOWER before remembering that there was no such thing in this world ) he is not surprised when he grows to his full size. it looked every bit like he was expecting it, in fact. ❝ hey, you and me both, pal. ❞ superman counters in a manner that batman had once called annoyingly amicable.
❝ i guess you’ve got a point, but you were sneaking around a bit more. ❞ he is inherently calm, the way only an indesctrutible man could be. ❝ i’m superman. ❞ he doesn’t boast the name so much as reveal it casually. the S on his chest and the red cape were usually an indicator of his identity, but this was a different world. he still hadn’t decided if he liked not being known or not. ❝ and you are? ❞
❝ i’m not here to fight you. ❞ the man in blue tells her promptly, holding up both his hands in truce. SUPERMAN descends to the ground slowly, landing on both his feet right before the woman. ❝ just wanna make sure you’re alright. ❞ an unusual thing for a hero to do with a known villain, but he’d never really operated in ways that were expected. ❝ if you’re here, it means you went through that portal, right? how has that been working out for you? everything good? i haven't heard any news of anyone going on rampants with a baseball bat, so i'm assuming you've been on good behavior. ❞
“ look , i’m just saying , @kentruth , i’ve been working out and stuff .“ billy lifts and drops shoulders in a shrug . “ so , i’m like . . . hella strong now . and fast . honestly , probably faster than you . “ smug look on features and arms cross too confidently over his chest .
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clark does his best to not show how adorable he finds the boy’s attempt at … was it peacocking ? something to that effect, surely. despite his efforts, he can’t hide the smile curling his lips – – – just short of a chuckle. ❝ i can see that. ❞ encourages the man, much like he would his son when he was around ten. ❝ i don’t doubt you might be, buddy. you’re really grown. how old are you now, sixteen? ❞
❝ i knew you wouldn’t take you long to show up. ❞ strange portal popping up out of nowhere and seemingly taking every superhero in their home to another dimension? there was no doubt in his mind that bruce would be on top of it sooner or later. clark greets his old friend with a warm smile that he knows it will be deemed too warm, and resists the urge to open up his arms and pull bruce into an embrace just because it will likely irritate him – – – well, he resists it for now at least. ❝ any clue of what’s happening here yet? me and lois have been doing some digging, but only came up empty. ❞
𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐒 𝐔𝐏 at the shout of his name , there was no mistaking that voice . one all too familiar , because it had been an octave lower than his own .
oh no , this could not be happening . not now . not EVER .
conner wastes no time , shifting out of his bed with a swiftness , towel slung around his naked body as he grabs the arm of the blonde he’d scored the night before . ❝ look , i am so sorry but — STAY RIGHT HERE . ❞ kon shoves the girl into his bedroom closet with nothing more than her tshirt and a pair of his shorts . boy wrestles his way into a pair of boxers before weaseling out into the living space of casa de el . how was it possible ? had everyone they’d known entered this world ? and . . . why had jon given their PARENTS their address ? well , this is embarrassing , if there was anything kon-el was great at , it was playing it cool . arm slings against the wall , casual as ever standing half naked in front of a nicki minaj tapestry .
❝ CLARK , hey ! actually . . . that’s a half eaten tuna sub i had a week ago . jon’s on trash duty , not me . ❞
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NONE OF THIS should actually be surprising to clark, considering that this was kon. but even for him, this was too much. how long had he been in this world that he had not only found himself a bachelor pad directly from the pits of hell, but got the time to make sure it was rotten enough to make it seem like it hadn’t been properly cleaned in twenty years? maybe kon-el was the possessor of a singular kryptonian gift that clark never had : super chaos.
clark’s posture doesn’t change from that of the scowling father that he was. affront burning in his eyes, hands on his hips and an unrelenting disposition. ❝ is someone else in here? ❞ he asks, already knowing the answer. all it takes is a glance in the direction conner had come from for clark to see his companion through the walls. ❝ you put a girl in your closet? seriously?! ❞ never mind the cleaning duty, he’d get to that later. ❝ let her change into her clothes and send her out. what are you thinking? pull it together! go back in there and put on some clothes too, i'm not having this conversation with you in a towel. go on! ❞
