What if I make every ship with Bruce yuri
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What if I make every ship with Bruce yuri
MM’s JLI Experience .. that poor guy
I realized I really like drawing cuddles
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not today...
i feel like the youth should be reminded that the point of shipping is not for a ship to become canon. the point of shipping is to collect all the canon crumbs like starved mice, run away cackling and make some fun little scenarios with them just for the hell of it.
living with a leaky blob that has a random chance of snapping crackling and popping in different places must be stressful
Clark is dramatic
Awfully so,he barely gets hurt in field,and when he does the waterworks are out
He cries and fusses constantly when he's hurt,to broken bones to a simple cut on his shoulder gets him constantly crying and asking if he's gonna die soon and begging Bruce to call his parents and tell them he loves them before he passes out.
Bruce deflects, constantly
He's used to pain and blood,he can be fully awake during operations and even judges people's actions sometimes,he always makes sure to console his loves ones though,he has to make sure they know he's okay/is going to be okay.
The JL noticed a event that doesn't occur often but happened times enough that it's a pattern.
Every time Superman gets mind controlled and hurts batman,the same thing happens.
Bruce, getting treated for his wounds consoling and making an attempt to calm his partner down
And a very very crying and apologetic Superman that cries even harder every time Bruce tells him it will be okay.
"He's crying like he's the one with the concussion and the broken arm" Diana whispers exasperated
"leave them be,they will both tired each other out" J'onn whispers back
They both end up passed out,Clark from crying and Bruce from exhaustion after spending the entire time telling Clark he's fine.
They're both so stupid, I love them 😭
But seriously, this makes sense!
Clark is always caught off guard by pain, and Bruce constantly lives with it, so it barely affects him. Genuinely think Clark would fold so fast if he switched bodies with Bruce because of all the chronic pain.
It’s so important to me that he says “Dr. Captain Ryland Grace” when sending the Beatles back to Earth. Because the Hail Mary was made for a Captain, a Scientist, and an Engineer. And Grace only claims the Captain and Scientist parts. Because Rocky is the Engineer! Rocky is the Hail Mary’s Engineer!!!
Bruce having close to none actual childhood stories after his parents death 🤔 like maybe one day the league start talking about there childhood and stuff they did (sleepovers, playing a sport, going on dates), and then there’s Bruce who just kinda has to listen.
After his parents death he didn’t leave the house much to hang out with people, the Wayne manor is on the outskirts of Gotham so it’s not like he has any neighbours, and the few friends he did have weren’t as close. The only interesting things he could actually say would be about his teen years while travelling but it always brings down the mood of others whenever he brings up his training years so he stopped talking about it.
So while everyone else talks about all the fun they had and wishing they could go back, he just has to sit and listen to all the things he missed out on getting to do
They notice him not partaking. Someone asks, and Bruce just shrugs. "I didn't do it."
"Do what?"
"That."
"Which one?"
"Any of them."
They're sat in silence, watching Bruce suppress the urge to squirm, until Barry stands.
"Well then that's what we'll do."
"What?" Bruce asks.
Barry smiles at him, unbearably soft. "Anything you want."
this just in!! World’s Finest spotted smooching and macking on each other like teenagers!! more at 7
Clark kissing Bruce for all he’s worth
Superman really likes humans. They’re so cute!
Clark was just watching the remains of the building that had collapsed when a sea of humans—his fellow reporters—came running toward him, despite their imbalance and comparative slowness, weaving around rubble in stiff shoes and heavy coats, clutching microphones and cameras to their chests.
They shouted his chosen name as they approached.
“Superman!”
“Superman, were there any fatalities?”
“Can the audience get a comment on the incident?”
“Superman, over here!”
He could not help smiling as he lowered himself the rest of the way to the ground.
Immediately they crowded around him in a dense, warm cluster of bodies and noise, each one trying to angle themselves nearest without actually touching him—though several did, briefly.
Clark’s smile widened.
Rao! They were adorable!
He could see every tiny movement inside them. The pull and release of tendons under soft, soft, soft skin. The frantic contractions of little hearts hammering away in narrow ribcages. Lungs filling and emptying and filling again.
He felt like he was drowning in kittens. Tiny baby kittens.
One of them shoved a microphone so close to his face it nearly bumped his chin. Clark went a little cross-eyed trying to focus on it before looking back down at the reporter holding it.
The man froze immediately under direct eye contact.
Clark has to hold himself back from squeezing his cheeks.
Batman was exhausted.
Most humans were exhausted all the time, he’d noticed. Their little bodies weren’t built well. Too much stress weakened them quickly. Bad sleep patterns. Poor nutrition. Everything hurt them.
Clark, naturally, lifted Batman to put him to rest in any nearby surface. He trashed in Clark’s arms initially but otherwise didn’t protest.
Batman was, to Clark, the equivalent of a particularly hostile alley cat. Tiny. Violent. Malnourished. Feral beyond belief.
And somehow convinced he could fight things thousands of times larger than himself.
Did Batman sometimes forgot that he was just as human and fragile as the villains in Gotham?
Well, no harm done. Clark was not interested in fighting Batman at all.
I love Alien-like!Superman
little shadows!
VERY short comic because I really love the hc that Batman's thoughts are a lot sillier then his face expressions allow
The fluff on Batman's cape is inspired by @lovesick-joey (who content is cunt and i love so go check them out)
reblog if you are ASEXUAL, support ASEXUAL PEOPLE, or SECRETLY A DRAGON IN HUMAN FORM
can’t even joke about wishing my fics could write themselves without people mistaking it for ai usage anymore. what a lost whimsy
Careful Bruce! You’ll claw his eye out…