#notansbuthope

[ofcoldguns]

Send in 📜 and I’ll use this incorrect quotes generator using your muse and my muse.

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[kingtiiide]

@notansbuthope

“How’re you holding up with the whole...” He didn’t want to say it but he was entirely sure the man knew what Arthur was referring to. “Settling back in thing?”

[lcbotomy]

@notansbuthope​ asked: "....Are those--- Is that Superman underwear?"

“Huh?” He’d look down, realizing he what he was wearing. Quickly, he’d tear them off, throwing them out a window. He’d rather be naked than admit he wore Superman briefs. 

“What Superman underwear??”

[captainstevertrevor]

It’s the loves of Steve’s life

@notansbuthope​ @theamazondiana​

[gothamprens]

@notansbuthope​ (x)

A soft smile crept against Bruce’s lips as the Kryptonian wrapped his arms around him and gently pulled him against his sides. It wasn’t often he showed this side himself to Clark but he had to admit it did feel nice--even if he would never admit it. 

[richbastardbat]

*eats a snack while looking for a better snack*

“Can I help you, Kal?” 

[gothamincarnate]

[ @notansbuthope ]

-- HE SCREAMED, staring at the burning, smoking, flesh still gushing blood. His skin was seared and blistered, cut off below the writ. Superman had tried to heat up the gun in Lex’s hand and must have had miscalculated in the heat of battle. The other option was that Superman was far more ruthless than even Lex had guessed. Taking away his hand just to disarm him? No cape would do that, not even Batman.

His hand was gone, and with it his kryptonite ring and gun. He had nothing left to defend himself with. Nothing to stop the bleeding. He curled onto the ground, already feeling faint. 

He was going to die here, Superman was going to finish him off. Put him out of his misery. But before he did, Luthor was determined to give one last stab at his heart. “Look what you did, Boy Scout.” He panted, staring up at the alien with glassy eyes. He waved the still bleeding arm in the air, keeping it above his heart while also taunting the hero.

The air still smelled like ozone and burning meat.

“Look what you did.” 

[undauntedway-blog]

@notansbuthope

“Master Kent” Alfred stepped aside to let the taller man in. “Please, come in.” It was always nice to have Clark Kent over. It brought a subdue happiness to Master Bruce when the other man was in the Manor. “Master Bruce sadly is not here at the moment. He is off chasing unfunny clowns across rooftops today.”