A Peek Into My Latest Superbat Fanfic: Secrets, Emotions, and the World I’ve Built ✨💫
I’ve thrown myself completely into my latest Superbat fanfic, and I’m not sure how to explain just how deep I’ve gone into this. I’ve entered this world so fully that it feels more like I’m living it than just writing it. The clarity with which I see it—it’s like reading a comic, but it’s not just any comic. This one’s mine, and it’s unfolding in front of me, frame by frame, with details so sharp I can almost touch them. And it’s alive: a film, a memory. 📖🖤
In my mind, Bruce isn’t just Bruce Wayne. He’s wearing the most incredible brands—luxury suits and watches, expensive tastes in illogical cars. His life feels so full of wealth, privilege, and sophistication. But also? Alfred is there too—tending to his garden, knowing every flower’s meaning like it’s a secret that only he understands. He cares for the plants as much as he cares for Bruce. There’s so much heart in this place, even though Alfred doesn’t even show up there.
And Clark? Clark is so much more than the superhero I knew. He’s got this calm, gentle smile—tired but full of love—and he’s the type to place a hand on the Robins’ shoulders, grounding them, offering support even when he’s carrying the world on his own. When he’s Clark, there’s this quiet strength that is almost... fragile. He lets himself be small in those moments. He’s human too.
I’ve even gone so far as to map out Wayne Manor, down to each room, each door. I can feel the space. I can smell Alfred’s cooking—the rich aromas of comfort food that fill the halls. Seasonal vegetables, fresh bread, the smell that tells you it’s safe. It’s the kind of world I can’t help but want to live in.
The emotional moments hit hardest. I get nervous as I struggle with Bruce’s silence when he can’t find the right words. I feel Clark’s fear, because sometimes he is fragile. These scenes, these moments, they mean so much to me. Every word matters. Every breath feels like it weighs something.
And here I am, sharing this with you. A little secret about what goes on in my mind when I’m writing. I hope when you read it, you’ll be able to see this world the way I do. I want you to feel the weight of every emotion I’ve poured into these pages. To see the luxury, but also the vulnerability. To understand the bond between these characters, to feel everything I feel as I write.
This isn’t just a fanfic. It’s a world I’ve built with my own hands, and I can’t wait to share it with you.
