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If the Superman movie made people want to be Kind, even for a just a little while, I don't have a problem with it❤️
the kent time capsule
one hundred years of butch!clark kent
welcome to the kent time capsule!
this is a community writing event celebrating one hundred years of butch!clark kent, from the 1920s all the way through the 2020s. i want to see her in every decade imaginable. different styles. different histories.
whether your clark is a farmhand in the dust bowl, a rosie-the-riveter-era sweetheart, a disco lesbian, a grunge mechanic, or a modern-day journalist….
there’s room for her here.
masterlist → here!
how everything works:
pick any decade from the 1920s–2020s!
there are no sign-ups and no claiming decades. multiple people can write for the same decade! you can write for one decade or several. any rating and word count are welcome.
you can join whenever inspiration strikes. there is no deadline. when you do post, please tag me so i can see it and add it to this masterlist. also tag your post with #thekenttimecapsule.
if you have any further questions or thoughts, feel free to comment underneath this post or send me an ask! have fun writing <33
need inspiration? here are some ideas:
1920s: speakeasies, prohibition, jazz clubs, flapper fashion, road trips.
1930s: dust bowl, small-town americana, railroad travel, farm life.
1940s: wartime romance, factory work, victory dances, letters home.
1950s: diners, drive-ins, county fairs, classic americana, secret dates.
1960s: folk music, protests, bookstores, road trips, flower power.
1970s: disco, women’s bars, motorcycles, camping trips, queer liberation.
1980s: arcades, roller rinks, leather jackets, mixtapes, late-night diners.
1990s: coffee shops, grunge, video rental stores, college romance, road trips.
2000s: flip phones, local newspapers, mall dates, myspace-era nostalgia.
2010s: texting, social media, apartment life, domestic fluff.
2020s: modern metropolis, work-life chaos, cozy evenings, slow love.
these are only suggestions—go as wild or as historically accurate as you’d like.
if you ever feel stupid
just remember that snyderbros exist.
A part of me wonders if Superman’s biological parents wanting him to reign earth like a god could be interpreted as a little dig on Zack Synder’s Superman being more of a god than a human with emotions and empathy and love for the people of earth.
Ever since I've watched the 2025 Superman movie I am in desperate need of an asexual and / or aromantic Jimmy Olsen. It would be so cool if they would give us this representation.
Did anyone else get those vibes from Jimmy in the movie or was it just me?
Here some pics of bby:
david got his wish!!!
Matches In Metropolis | Clark Kent | One-Shot
PLOT: You end up on an internet dating show, and when asked who the hottest person on the street is, you point to a man named Clark Kent. You two have to navigate the perils of internet fame and your complicated feelings. What do you do when the guy everyone wants you to be with is in love with someone else? [WC: 7.0K]
WARNING: silly plot cause im a silly goose. Saw Street Crush Show on ig reels and got immediately inspired. This was meant to be a little imagine but i dont know how to do that. lowkey jimmy gets second lead syndrome.
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Two people hold hands, none of them you.
They swing in the air in front of you, they can’t talk but just the visual of them is loud. Your best friend Elora is on her date with her dreamboat boyfriend, Ken, and you’re stuck following them.
Your feet clack against the floor pitifully, and you wonder if people can hear your loneliness in your footsteps.
You stare at the people around you, mothers and fathers, middle school sweethearts, and Elora & Ken. You’re the third wheel, and you have been for a while. It’s only started to take a toll on you recently, the more Elora invites you on dates because she worries that you’re spending too much time alone at home.
You know it’s unrealistic, but you just want someone to like you. You just need an opportunity for a meet-cute to fall into your lap, a cute guy to approach you and tell you he’s in love, anything.
Elora guides you two to the park, hoping to have a sweet picnic as the sun falls and night arrives. But you know you’re just in for a night of watching two people kiss as you swat flies off your legs.
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Clark is painfully lonely. He’s surrounded by the busy streets of Metropolis and yet nobody sees him unless he’s dawning the red cape. And even then, nobody really sees him, not the real him at least.
Clark’s taking a sad sip of his coffee when someone calls his name.
“Clark.” Lois, the pulitzer winning journalist slams her hands onto Clark’s desk. With the way he jumps, you’d assume she had superpowers.
“Y-yes?” He stutters out, adjusting his glasses.
The raven haired woman smirks, “How would you like to help with a new project?”
Clark blushes. He knew that Lois knew he’d never refuse her. Let’s be honest, Clark Kent has been in love with Lois Lane since he stumbled into the Daily Planet for the first time. She’s probably the only person who could ever see through him.
“W-what is it?” He feigns thought, as if he seriously had to think about spending time with Lois.
“Olsen and I are starting a street show and we need a cinematographer.” She explains, so casually that it sounds like the coolest thing in the world.
Clark nods, not asking any further questions.
“I’ll be there.”
“7 PM at the park. Be there.” She winks at him as she heads back into her seat, so efficiently, it’s like an arrow was shot through Clark’s heart.
Jimmy Olsen leans back against his chair, giving his unwanted input as always.
“Y’know most people would just ask someone out.”
Clark shakes his head, eyes steady on the words he’s typing. “Yeah, well most people aren’t me.”
Jimmy snickers, “Yeah, most people have confidence.”
Clark takes in a deep breath.
“I’m working on it.”
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“Welcome to Matches in Metropolis, I am Jimmy Olsen-“
“I am Lois Lane-“
“And this is Metropolis’s first street dating show!” A boy and a girl announce in the not so far distance.
Elora and Ken are making out as you sit on the bench, observing the two internet show hosts try to find someone willing to be in their video. They’ve asked about 10 people by now, 5 of whom didn’t want to be on camera, other 5 were rejected by the street crushes.
Your eyes keep finding themselves on the camera man for some reason. A six-foot-three curly haired man with thick rimmed glasses, awkwardly trying to get the best angles of the hosts.
Elora finally pulls away from Ken to speak to you. “You’ve been staring at that guy for like 10 minutes by now.”
“What? No, I haven’t!” You say defensively. “I’m just appreciating his… camera technique?”
“He can barely hold that thing, be serious.”
You give a defeated sigh before continuing to stare at the man who’s practically bursting out of his work uniform.
The host named Jimmy looks around once more of a willing participant before pointing at… Elora?
The woman named Lois whispers in his ear and a smile grows on his face, he beckons whoever he’s looking at to come closer, and that when you realise… he’s looking at you.
“Hey! You!”
That’s never good.
You mouth “me?” in disbelief as you point to yourself, the two hosts nodding and the camera man immediately finding you.
The camera man’s mouth drops slightly at the sight of you. It’s not even like you’re not in your best outfit today, but you can’t deny his reaction makes you feel attractive.
You pat Elora’s shoulder to let her know you’re standing up as you slowly approach the hosts.
The cameraman straightens up his glasses and gives you a wave, gently guiding you to the middle of Lois and Jimmy.
“Hello there, Stranger,” Jimmy smiles, his grin feels charming and bright. “Are you a Metropolis native?”
You nod as he shoves his microphone in front of your face. “Uh- Yes! Born and raised.”
Lois and Jimmy “Ooo” like you’ve said something truly interesting before handing the microphone back to you.
“So, we’re a street dating show, so could you point out anyone out here who you find attractive?” Lois asks.
You bite your lip, glancing around, trying to pretend you aren’t thinking about the man whose phone camera is in your face right now.
You search around the park, you see people who’s faces are illuminated by glowing billboard screens and cellphones, but nobody stands out.
“No one catching your eye?” Jimmy asks nervously, tapping his microphone.
You bite your fingernail awkwardly, “No, there was someone, but I’m not sure they’re an option.”
Lois’s eyebrow raises. “You were looking at someone earlier, weren’t you?”
You nod sheepishly, wondering if you actually have the confidence to say what you want to say.
Jimmy and Lois straighten up, seeming to come to a realisation.
“Wait-“ Jimmy says.
“Was it him?” Lois points to Clark who yelps in surprise.
You bite your lip and nod, your cheeks heating up.
Lois and Jimmy stare at you in shock.
Before bursting out into screams.
You’re sure Jimmy’s scream into his microphone will break the sound barrier and won’t even be heard.
The curly haired man fumbles with the phone, nearly dropping it before Jimmy grabs his shoulders and shakes him.
“Me?” He points to himself, his voice barely above a whisper, but you catch it.
“DID YOU HEAR THAT, CLARK?!” Jimmy yells, not even minding the microphone anymore. People all around the park turn to look at the scene the two are causing.
You cover your face in embarrassment as Elora and Ken cheer you on from their bench seat.
“SOMEBODY WANTS THE NERD!!!” Jimmy cries. “I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW THAT WAS AN OPTION!!!”
Lois places a hand on your shoulder, grabbing the phone from Clark to film his reaction. He’s star stuck, staring at you like you’re an impossibility.
“Clark Kent, how do you feel?” Lois asks, like a full on reporter.
Clark can’t even form any words, he shakes his head and runs a hand through his hair, god, he’s even hot doing that.
“I-I suppose I’m flattered.” He stumbles out, his face too red to confidently look at you.
Jimmy looks at you and hands you the microphone. “What are you gonna ask him?”
You giggle like a nervous school girl and wrap both your hands around the mic.
“Would you like to grab some coffee with me, Clark?”
Clark’s frozen, the camera shows him looking awestruck as he stares at you. He turns to Lois for her reaction, and she gives him an encouraging smile.
It’s what he’s supposed to do, right?
“Yeah.” He breathes out. “I-I mean, if that’s alright.”
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“The two prance around the city… Clark too nervous to grab their hand.”
“Jimmy, you know you could add the narration in post, right?” Clark says into the tiny mic the two hosts placed on your shirts. You’re sitting across Clark in a cute cafe. The date is being filmed by Jimmy and Lois a few tables away as they give their thoughts.
“The subject is ruining the date already.” Jimmy jeers.
Clark rolls his eyes as Jimmy and Lois whisper snarky commentary into their microphone.
“Sorry about them.” He apologises.
You laugh. “Don’t apologise, this is a really… interesting date.”
Clark scratches the back of his neck and you two take sips of your drinks. It’s awkward having a date with a stranger, especially when Elora and Ken are outside the shop windows taking photos of you two and screaming silently.
You wait for Clark to say something as you grab a forkful of waffle.
Clark realises you’re staring at him and goes red. “Sorry, I’m not really good at this.”
“Good at what?”
“Being around someone who wants to be around me?”
You smile at his adorableness and place a hand on his.
“Well now you get to practice.”
Lois and Jimmy ‘Ooo’ in the distance and you and Clark break down into laughter.
“So how did you get this job?” You ask, stirring your drink.
“What?” Clark tilts his head like a puppy. “Oh, you mean doing the camera work?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, it wasn’t really an application process or anything. Lois is my work friend at the Daily Planet, so I wanted to help her out.”
“What about Jimmy? Are you two not friends?”
“Oh, Jimmy is my best friend.”
“What does that make Lois then?” You ask low enough you’re not even sure if the microphone will pick it up.
Clark bites his lip at the question and looks down at the tiled floors, avoiding an answer.
“She’s my friend too.”
Once you and Clark finish your drinks, you decide to go out in the town. Of course, you don’t go alone, having the two wonderful friends of Clark following you close behind.
“Hold their hand!” Lois whisper yells from behind the camera.
Clark covers his face with his hands, you can’t help but giggle.
You stop walking to carefully pull his hands away from his face and interlock them with yours. He looks at you through his glasses, his eyes are glossy, like he’s so scared of making eye contact with you.
You let your interlocked hands fall as you keep walking, you pass the warm street lights and the tall buildings, subconsciously Clark starts to rub his thumb against your knuckles.
“Make a joke!” Jimmy yells, so loud that passersby stop to glare at him.
Clark makes a nervous squawk and searches his brain for puns and limericks.
“What’s a cow’s favourite city?” He starts, pulling at the collar of his dress shirt.
“Mootropolis?” You guess.
“Dang, that’s good.” He kicks a rock with an embarrassed smile. “I was gonna say Moo York City.”
You can’t help but laugh at that, actually covering your mouth to conceal your embarrassingly big smile. Your hair blows in the wind as Clark shakes his head.
“It was not that good.”
“No, no, it was great.” You assure him, wiping a small tear from his eye. It was genuinely so unfunny that it somehow ended up making you laugh harder than a funny joke would.
You and Clark keep walking, pointing out interesting shops and listening to him give interesting but maybe a bit useless information about the spots you pass.
Clark’s walking starts to slow and you slow with him.
It gives you more time to take in the three lone stars in the sky, and the visible breath Clark exhales.
Eventually you’re just standing there, the cold wind giving you a slight chill. Your eyes are covered with the hair blowing in front of your face.
“What is it?”
Jimmy rushes over and moves the camera up close to you. Clark pulls his hand away from yours to cover the camera, making the moment private and somehow more intimate.
Then unexpectedly, he leans in.
Oh, is this really happening right now?
You shut your eyes tightly, bracing for the impact of his lips. Your heart beats and everything feels like it’s moving in slow motion, the kids running on the street, and the honking of cars in the distance, it all slows down.
Then you feel him tuck your hair behind your ears.
And that’s it.
Your cheeks heat up as you open your eyes. Clark’s staring at the stone tiles on the ground like he’s completely flustered.
Jimmy releases a high pitched shriek and you and Clark stare at each other. It’s almost like a movie moment, despite your embarrassment, you two are simply entranced with each other.
“Way to go, Mr. Suave.” Lois teases, grabbing the shaking camera from the freaking out Jimmy.
“Sorry.” Clark says meekly, pinching the ends of his fingers.
You shake your head. “Don’t be sorry, you’re so cute.”
Clark giggles, and scratches the hair at the back of his head.
“Lois, I think I’ll walk them home. I think we’re done for today.”
Lois nods her head and presses the ‘end recording’ button on the camera.
“You two have fun, you did great today.” Lois gives you a genuine smile and shakes your hand “It was so great meeting you.”
You shake her hands back. “Likewise!”
You interlock arms with Clark and you guide him to the direction of your apartment.
It’s mostly silent on the way there, but not a painful silence. Clark has a lot of random little tidbits about the streets leading to your apartment, it’s like he’s been this way a lot.
“Superman saved a surprising number of cats from that tree over there,” he points at the giant tree you pass on your way to work everyday. “It’s a menace.”
“More than 5?” You ask in disbelief.
“More than 10.” He replies.
You’re about to ask how he knows this when it clicks in your head. “Oh right, daily planet. You’re that interviewer that talks to Superman, then?”
Clark nods his head, arms in his pockets.
“Yeah, that’s me!” He flashes a geeky smile. “What do you think about him?”
“Oh, me? I mean, think he’s great. Not perfect, but he’s what we need.” You admit. You’ve seen the blue wonder flying across the streets a few times but you never got in enough trouble to meet him. You consider yourself lucky for that.
“Would you ever wanna meet him?” Clark asks, just curiously.
You think about it for a few seconds as you pass a couple more familiar buildings.
“Maybe if he was doing a tour of my apartment building and I ran into him, sure, but I wouldn’t wanna get abducted by a space monster and need to get saved by him.”
Clark chuckles and nods. “That’s fair.”
You finally pull up to your apartment building and turn to look at him.
“Well, this is me.”
“No way…” He looks up at your building in disbelief.
“You live here?”
You look back at the building then at him. “Uh, yeah? It’s nothing special.”
“No, no, it’s just… this is the same building Lois lives in.”
“Oh really?”
“Yeah.”
You’re unsure if you should be waiting for a goodnight kiss or if you should just head up the stairs already.
Clark looks like he has something to say.
“You know, even though it seemed like it was just for the cameras, I actually had a really good time tonight.”
You beam at that. “Really?”
“Yeah.”
Clark takes a deep breath, like he has something hard to say.
“I like you.”
Your heart nearly stops beating, but something in your brain tells you to wait before you respond.
“But…?”
“But, I’ve been in love with Lois for a long time.”
There it is.
A perfect love interest fell into your lap, and he’s in love with your neighbour. You let out a breath that’s in between a sigh and a disappointed chuckle.
“Yeah, I… I figured.”
You clutch your bag tightly.
“Don’t pretend with me.”
Clark is speechless.
“We can just be friends. I had a really nice time tonight.”
You head up the stairs after giving Clark one final wave, and as you press the elevator button to your floor, you can’t help but feel disappointed.
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You’re grabbing a coffee after work when you see Lois, Jimmy, and Clark trying to film another episode of Matches in Metropolis.
You sip on your hot coffee as you watch from afar.
“Sir, we’re doing a dating show and this man just found you attractive.” Lois explains to a man in a leather jacket.
Jimmy is eagerly talking to another man with long hair and glasses.
“Yeah, I think he’s cute too. I’ll talk to him.” The punky boy says.
The two men shake hands as they introduce themselves, the punk boy pulls the glasses guy in and the two kiss.
You nearly drop your coffee. A kiss? They just met!
Lois and Jimmy scream into their microphones as Clark’s ears turn red.
You and the people at the park applaud the two as Clark ends the recording.
“So, do you wanna go out with me?” The glasses guy asks.
“Hell yeah, dude.” The punk punches the other man’s shoulder playfully and Lois and Jimmy shake their hands.
Clark sits down and reviews the footage on camera with a soft smile on his face.
You take that as your opportunity to approach him, your shoes clack on the wet ground as you poke the brunette man.
“Hey, Clark.” You greet.
He jolts slightly, tightening his grip on his camera, but his shocked face beams when he makes eye contact with you.
“Oh, hey! How are you?” He places his camera down.
You shake your coffee in your hand. “Pretty good. No new street shows have approached me since last night, but the day’s still been interesting.”
“Tell me about it.” He says, standing up. You two walk together as he hands Jimmy his camera and announces that he’ll be on break.
“Wanna get ice cream?” He asks, pulling out his wallet.
“‘Would like nothing more.”
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“What flavour do you want?” You ask.
“I like trying a different one every time.” He admits. You look at him curiously and he shrugs. “I don’t want them to think I have favourites.”
You laugh at that and order a rocky road and Superman flavour.
“You like the Superman flavour?” he asks, astonished.
“Yeah, it tastes good.” You explain, taking the ice creams handed to you by the employee behind the counter. Clark finds a table for both of you and gives you the couch seat.
“I’m not, like, obsessed with him or anything, but the flavour is surprisingly good.” You continue taking a lick of your ice cream, and Clark nods like what you’re saying is actually interesting.
Clark has a spoonful of his rocky road and chews on the marshmallow. “I like that they made a Superman flavour. It’s a sweet way of appreciating him, no pun intended.”
You laugh at that, “I’m sure he appreciates it. Do you know if he’s ever tried it?”
“No, he hasn’t.” He says with certainty. “Actually, can I-”
You nod as he takes a spoonful of your ice cream, getting a nice mix of blue, yellow, and red.
“What do you think?”
He hums. “Pretty good!”
You laugh, even though nothing particularly funny was said.
“Y’know, I actually discovered this flavour because Lois had to write an article about it and complained the whole time.” He chuckles at the memory of the woman.
“‘An Ice Cream flavour? How am I gonna win a Pulitzer if I’m stuck writing online articles about desserts?’” He raises his voice higher to imitate his friend and you can’t help but giggle, imagining the refined woman complaining.
“She’s really smart, you two would make great friends.”
“Oh would we?”
“Yeah, that’s one of the reasons I like her.”
You feel a slight pit in your stomach when he recalls his interest in her. She’s known him longer, and you’ve known him for a day, so there was never really a competition, but damn. It’s like you met your dream guy and the universe told you you couldn’t have him.
“What else do you like about her?” You ask, like you just want to make yourself more miserable. You really just want to get to learn how his mind works, even if it’s a bit disappointing for you.
Clark glows at the question, which makes you feel a little happier.
“She’s like the only person who can see through me. She knows all my secrets and how I’m feeling. She can read me like an article she wrote, and she’s the bravest person I know.”
You smile and listen to him talk, you’re just happy to see him happy.
You absentmindedly draw hearts on the table with your finger as you listen to his love stories. You don’t have anything similar to share, so you just let him talk, it’s surprisingly entertaining.
“Y’know, I wouldn’t be surprised if another guy had an eye for you.” He says suddenly.
You’re snapped out of your daydream-like state, and left surprised.
“W-what? Who?”
Clark chuckles, and he looks so naturally handsome doing it.
“Jimmy couldn’t stop looking at you when you picked me up a while ago,”
Your cheeks heat up, purely embarrassed. You’re not mad that a cute guy could like you. Well, the guy’s definitely cute but he’s no… Clark.
“Jimmy liking me? That’s insane.”
“Not too insane, you’re a nice looking person.” Clark says so casually you almost choke on your ice cream.
“Tell you what, you give me advice on getting Lois and I help you get Jimmy.” He leans in close with his brilliant idea. “We could be each other’s wingman!”
You stare at him almost frozen. Gosh, it’s almost comical how all of this turned out.
You look into the eyes of the first guy you’ve liked in ages, and he wants you to help him get another girl.
You shake his hand and nod with a nauseated smile.
“Let’s do it, Kent.”
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You wake up to a million notifications.
You rub your eyes as you scroll through your phone, 50 new Instagram DMs from people you don’t even know, and multiple people you do know sending you the same message over and over again.
“Is this you???”
Hell, even your mother messaged you asking why her friends were freaking out.
You click on you and Elora’s chat and she’s sent you a video from @matchesinmetropolis.
Oh.
They posted the video.
You carefully rewatch the events from last night, edited, of course, to seem even more romantic and interesting.
You scroll through the comments, where most people seem to share the same feelings about Clark.
Dino_souppppp: Lord when will it be my turn.
Iamjuliabeans: Insta feed getting a bit too local…
hey.itz.kameron: PROTECT THIS MAN AT ALL COSTS
bluedelilah: THE WAY THEY LOOKED AT EACHOTHER I SCREAMED
Gosh, did all of that really happen? This video makes Clark seem like he actually likes you. The camera lingers on moments where Lois and Jimmy caught him staring at you, or any little bit of contact your bodies had.
Did you really giggle that much? Or was it just around Clark?
Lifeisyours: You can literally see him relax when they take his hand.
Bigmiamoon: He smiles like nobody's ever asked him out before.
_jayinreallife_: This feels like watching two people heal each other.
Connortheconfused: I've watched this six times and I still smile when he says yes.
You didn’t even notice all that. Maybe it’s weird for strangers to be so invested in people they’ve only known for less than a minute, but you can see how people would get invested in you two from this one reel. They condensed 2 hours into the most romantic 30 seconds you’ve ever seen in your life.
Gosh, with these comments, you’d think you and Clark were together for 5 years.
Kylenextdoor: The way he keeps making sure they're walking safely around people 😭
Hanabananas: He keeps looking at them when they aren't looking.
Lizzyfranco: The HAIR TUCK.
Joel.mcdoner: EXCUSE ME WHO GAVE HIM PERMISSION TO BRUSH THEIR HAIR LIKE THAT.
You have to force yourself to stop reading comments that are convinced you and Clark are made for each other and check your DMs.
Aryansingh: Please tell me you two are dating
Maruz_yang89: can you give me his number
Dougnutswithmarie: If you two don't end up together I'm deleting this app.
Theashleyred: I'm way too emotionally invested in you two randoms.
Aliyahabstract: tell Lois and Jimmy they better post a Part 2.
One DM in particular catches your eye. It’s from a verified account, and the username sounds familiar.
Itsjimmyolsen: Hey there! It’s Jimmy from @matchesinmetropolis.
Itsjimmyolsen: Clark gave me your insta an told me to msg
Itsjimmyolsen: Would you ever wanna grab a drink together?
And suddenly, you’re back in reality. Clark Kent likes Lois Lane, not you. But who are you to be ungrateful when you have a perfectly handsome and funny guy messaging you?
The editing is just editing, and the video was just one platonic night. You almost got caught up in the dream.
You message Jimmy back.
You: Hey, Jimmy! I’d love to go out with you!
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Clark has never been more stressed out than he is right now. He’s fought kaijus, aliens, and robots, but he’s never been posted onto the internet.
Marshmellowbtw: I've never wanted to be a random person on the street more than I do right now.
Justjtingz: Normalise tagging your cameraman
_ursa_zahid: WHO LET THE MOST ADORABLE MAN IN METROPOLIS HOLD THE CAMERA.
Paulatriesstuff: Can we get ten hours of Clark Kent just awkwardly existing?
Thatmikeryan: Hes like a friend you worry about
Theofficialsilver: Metropolis has been looking at the wrong hero
People were talking about him like he was some pathetic puppy. It was meant to be a compliment, but it frustrated Clark almost as much as being called #Supershit.
His Instagram account had 3 followers yesterday (Jimmy, Lois, and Ma [Not pa, he couldn’t figure out how Instagram worked]) and now there are over a thousand. He had multiple flirty dms from boys and girls trying to shoot their shot or telling him he should marry you before it’s too late.
But he didn’t want you, he didn’t want any of the people in this comment section, he wanted Lois, and this video could change everything.
What if someone figured out he was Superman? What if Lois really did believe he was in love with you? What if the amount of people trying to go after him scared her off?
No, Lois isn’t the type of woman to get scared over strangers on the internet.
Suddenly, Jimmy approaches him squeezing his shoulders.
“Hey, my man! I just scored a date.” Jimmy flaunts.
Clark snaps out of his negative stupor and looks to Jimmy.
“Really?” Jimmy nods.
“Gosh, that’s…” He’s silent for a second. “I- gosh, that’s great!”
Lois notices from her cubicle and raises an eyebrow. When Jimmy leaves to get coffee, she approaches Clark.
“What was that?”
“Oh, uh Jimmy asked someone out on a date.”
“No. What was that silence?”
“What silence?”
Lois eyes him, but sits back in her seat, not continuing her questions.
That’s it, he needs to ask out Lois, and he needs to do it soon.
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“You don’t have any date outfits?” Clark asks, sitting on your bed in your room, trying to help you pick out an outfit for your date with Jimmy.
“Why would I need a date outfit if I’ve never been asked out on a DATE BEFORE???” You whine, screaming into your pillow.
Clark pats your back and tilts his head, trying to see if anything catches his eye.
He stands up and picks a vest and shorts.
You look up at him in horror.
“Are you crazy?”
“What? You’d look good!”
“It’s so tacky!”
He shoves the hangers into your hands. “Come on, just try it on.”
You groan as you head to the bathroom and put your least favourite clothing items on.
You open the door quickly, like it’s not a big reveal.
“I hate it.” You say. But you notice Clark is just staring at you.
“I… really like it.” He admits. “You look good in pretty much everything you wear.”
You roll your eyes at him. “You’re useless.”
“No, I’m Clark.”
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“Let’s practice this. Look, pretend I’m Lois and you’re trying to ask me out on a date.”
Clark starts sweating nervously as he looks at you. “Say hi, Clark.”
“Hey… You…”
“Lois.” You correct.
“...”
“You literally just started.”
“I forgot my own name.”
You snap your fingers in front of his face. “Get it together, Kent!”
“You’re pretty.”
“Are you talking about me or Lois?”
“I don’t know.”
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You’re sitting at the park when Clark approaches you, looking utterly defeated.
“Hey, handsome, how was work?”
He doesn’t say anything, simply staring at you as his eyes gloss over.
Oh.
You get up and give him a hug.
“Perry yelled at me, couldn’t finish the paper in time.” He sniffles. “And Lois is seeing another guy.”
You rub his back and guide him to sit next to you.
He rests his head on your shoulder.
“I just want people to see me.”
“I see you.”
You rub his shoulder.
“I know.”
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r/Metropolis
u/carrotking07 • 2k upvotes
Did anyone else watch the "Matches in Metropolis" video?
I’ve been following this account cause I love Lois Lane’s video essays and HELLO??? This was the cutest thing i’ve ever seen. Clark kent is a journalist known for interviewing superman and he is HOT ASF. i just wanna talk about this video with someone cause i’ve legit been so invested. I live around the area they filmed, so i’m hoping they pick me next.
EDIT: here is the video for everyone asking!
u/bacon-stick • 539 upvotes
I walked past them while they were filming.
They were even cuter off camera. He kept opening doors for her without thinking.
u/LexCorpaddict • 391 upvotes
If Lois and Jimmy don't post an update next week I'm filing a formal complaint.
u/coffeeandcomics • 1.2k upvotes
I’ve lived here for 20 years and I’ve somehow never noticed Clark Kent. Regrets.
You scroll through a reddit thread Ken sent you and your heart clenches at every comment. How did one video get so popular?
“Whatcha lookin’ at?” Jimmy asks, leaning over your shoulder. You two are sitting together on a train on the way home after an aquarium date.
You give a short laugh and show him the reddit page.
Jimmy’s eyebrows raise in amazement. “You really went viral for us, huh? Little do they know you’re on a date with the cooler hotter host.”
You chuckle and turn your phone off. It’s a weird thing, internet fame. You’re not famous like superman, nobody is asking to take photos of you, but so many strangers are invested in your life now. You’re getting DMs and comments referencing the video, your friends are calling you a celebrity, and you’re on a date with Jimmy Olsen.
He’s a nice guy, a decent amount of girls and guys were ogling him at the aquarium. Maybe even a couple of fish too.
You were even asked to take his photo at one point.
You pretty much went on your dream date, holding hands at an aquarium, taking nice pictures of each other and going to a cute cafe afterwards. But something felt off.
You can’t help but feel a little guilty, you’re comparing your time with him to your time with Clark. Jimmy doesn’t open doors for you or tuck in your hair. When Jimmy smiles, you don’t get those butterflies in your stomach the way you do when you’re just eating ice cream with Clark.
“You’re doing it again.” Jimmy notes.
“Doing what?”
“You’re thinking about him?”
You feel like a deer caught in headlights. Had you really been daydreaming about Clark the whole time you were with Jimmy?
“What-”
“I’m not an idiot, I can tell you’re not really interested.” Jimmy chuckles out. He’s not mad, barely even disappointed, he says it like it’s an obvious fact.
“You know what’s annoying?” He asks.
“What?’
“I like him a lot. He’s a great guy and I understand why everyone likes him.”
“You’re a great guy too, Jimmy.”
“Then it’s just a shame the one I like doesn’t want me, huh?”
You sigh as you nod shamefully. “We’re in the same boat here.”
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You’re back at the stairs leading up to your apartment and you’re getting Deja Vu.
Should you stay and talk with Jimmy or should you head up the stairs?
You turn to Jimmy to see what he’s doing and you realise he’s leaning in for a kiss.
You hesitate for a second but pull back before you two can make contact.
“Sorry, I just-”
“No, no, it’s okay-”
“I really like you, I just think-”
“No, I should’ve asked-”
You two can’t finish your sentences and just give up.
“I’m… still stuck on Clark. I know I barely know him and I don’t have a chance with him, but I can’t stop thinking about him, and that doesn’t feel fair to you.”
Jimmy gives an honest smile. “I understand.”
“I don’t want you to be the person I choose just because I can’t have him.”
Jimmy kicks a pebble and stares at his feet. “You’re too thoughtful, honestly it’s a bit painful.”
You wince, but you know he’s just being honest.
“That’s probably the first rejection I’ve ever gotten, by the way.” He chuckles, and you laugh too. Not like how you laugh when you’re with Clark, but it’s still genuine.
“For what it’s worth, I think Clark Kent is an idiot for not seeing what he has.”
“Yeah.”
“But he’s a nice idiot. Definitely worth liking, unfortunately.” He admits.
Jimmy gives you a kiss on the cheek and waves you goodbye.
The walk back to your apartment is quick and your change to sleeping clothes is even quicker. You check your phone again and see one new notification from Clark Kent.
Clark: I’m confessing to Lois tomorrow! Wish me luck.
You smile sadly and take in a deep breath before you type.
You: SLR! But omg good luck!!!
Clark: How did your date with Jimmy go?
You: it went great haha tysm
Clark: 👀 romance?
You: maybe not, but it was still great
Clark: Aw, that’s a shame.
You: ur buying Lois flowers right?
Clark: Oh no, should I?
You: [You sent $15]
You: you definitely should
Maybe it’s stupid of you, but you really want him to be happy. Not like you would’ve made a better purchase with the money anyways.
u/yourusername • 1k upvotes
Hi, it’s me from the video! Me and Clark are just friends, sorry to disappoint <3
u/numbnumbers
I know it's their lives but this feels like my parents announcing they're divorcing.
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“I need time to think, Clark. It would be best if you took a break from filming for now.” were the words Lois said when Clark formed her name in the clouds.
He’s been coming to her apartment door every day with apology notes and love letters trying to win her back.
He’d go from fighting a monster straight to flying to her apartment, not even bothering to change out of his costume or worry that someone might see him. He just needed her to see him, but it was like he was invisible to her.
Clark is sitting against Lois’s door, talking to her through the barrier.
“What did I do wrong?” He asks.
“You didn’t do anything wrong, it’s just… you’re not what I want.”
“What do you want?”
“Someone who sees me. Clark, I think you just like the idea of me, you don’t really know what I’m like or what I like.”
“Someone who sees you… you’re that for me.”
“Well, I’m sorry, Clark, but I’m sure there’s someone out there who sees you too.”
Clark thinks, but nobody comes to mind.
Nobody that’s an option, at least.
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Superman was once again standing in front of Lois’s door one day when he heard a small “Oh.”
He turned to the side and saw you, carrying your groceries, he was almost tempted to greet you and explain why he was here but he realised you didn’t know who he was.
“Uh, Superman, could you maybe move? I need to head to my apartment.” You ask awkwardly but politely.
“Oh! Uh, sure.” He backs himself up against a wall and you move past him.
“Are you here for Lois?” You ask.
“I… uh…” Oh what’s the point in even hiding it? He’s got flowers in front of her door. “Yes, I’m here to visit Ms. Lane.”
You shake your head in disbelief. “Well, you should lose hope now cause you’re not the only person in love with her.”
Clark is confused for a bit, before he remembers he and superman are two different people to you.
“Oh.”
“Yeah, our friend Clark is in love with her, and he’s… well there’s not really any beating him. Sorry, supes.”
Clark is frozen at your words. The concept of Clark Kent being superior to Superman? You sound like you come from another universe.
“This Clark Kent…” He begins, “is he good?”
“He’s the most extraordinary guy I’ve ever met.” You state plainly.
Oh.
Suddenly, a realisation pops into his head, and Clark just can’t stop looking at you.
Superman drops his flowers to the ground and suddenly approaches you.
“Let me help you.” He carefully takes your groceries from you and carries them as you open the door.
Clark looks at you, like he’s seeing all of you for the first time.
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You’re heading up the elevator when Lois runs into the building.
“Please hold!” She squeaks, and you press the open button to let her in.
“Thanks.” She smiles when she recognises you. “Hey! How have you been?”
You smile awkwardly. “I’ve been good. The video has been crazy for me.”
“Yeah! Did you see it ended up on the viral videos section of MN8?”
“Yes, I did, my dad won’t stop messaging me about it.”
Gosh, she’s so sweet, it’s actually painful. You can’t even hate her, she’s a wonderful woman to fall in love with.
“I’ve been reading all the comments of the video.” Lois admits.
You groan playfully. “Ugh, wow, even you? We’re not together, sorry.”
“You two would make a good pair though.” Lois says honestly.
You shake your head. “I wish he thought so too.”
“He does, I bet.”
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You look around the park to see Clark Kent sitting at a bench. He had asked you to come and you see him holding a bouquet. It’s been a few weeks since you saw Superman in your apartment building, and this is your first time seeing Clark in person since before he confessed.
“These for Lois?” You ask, admiring the flowers.
Clark shakes his head quickly. “No, uh, they’re for you.”
You look up at him immediately and laugh. “What?”
Clark wipes his palm against his slacks. “They’re for… you”
You carefully take the bouquet that he hands you, which you notice has a $20 bill wedged inside it.
“I think I have some explaining to do.” He admits.
“You don’t have to explain yourself.”
“No, I do.”
“You don’t owe me anything.”
He laughs at that. “I think I do.”
You look at the flowers, you’re so grateful but your mind isn’t at peace.
“I know Lois said no.” You say carefully. “And I know we’re here right now…”
You look up at Clark who’s already bracing for your question. “So I just need to know if I’m the person you’re picking just because she didn’t pick you.”
Clark sucks in a breath through his teeth. “If Lois had said yes a month ago, I would be with her.”
“Mhm.”
“But that’s not what you’re asking.”
“The question is whether I’m standing here because she isn’t.”
Clark invites you to sit down on the bench to which you oblige. It’s a perfect Spring day, with flowers beginning to bloom and kids running around the park playing freeze tag.
“When I first met you, I thought if I could just get Lois to see me, everything would fall into place. and then I met you… and I kept trying to fit you into the life I had already imagined but you just didn’t. Because you saw me. You laughed at my jokes, listened to me speak, bought me gifts.”
Clark has to take in a deep breath. “I guess I thought I felt happy cause I was in love, but really, you were the one making me happy.”
Your eyes start to sting, you grip the bouquet tightly. Is this really happening right now? Clark gently grabs your hand.
“It was you. I didn’t choose you because I lost her. I chose you because when she saw through me, you saw me.”
“What if Lois changed her mind tomorrow?” You ask warily.
“Then I’d stay with the person who actually made me happy.” He smiles. “I don’t want the life I imagined, I want the one where you’re in it.”
You cover your face, completely flustered and unable to react. The person who spent their teen years alone, and their hangouts being the third wheel is finally being chosen.
“So, would you like to get a coffee with me?” Clark asks.
You playfully throw the bouquet at him and pull the $20 out. “My treat.”
Clark embraces you and you’re finally seen.
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@matchesinmetropolis just posted!
@matchesinmetropolis reposting our first video in honour of the couple we matched getting married <3
Bigmiamoon: WE NEVER STOPPED BELIEVING
Marshmellowbtw: THE SLOW BURN PAID OFF.
Theashleyred: Jimmy Olsen deserves an Emmy.
Paulatriesstuff: Imagine telling your kids you met because two journalists embarrassed you on the street.
Aliyahabstract: Everyone keeps saying she was brave for asking him out, but I think the bravest part was that she liked Clark before anyone else did.
Clarkkent01: Thanks guys ↳ youruser: ilysm







