#supermankin

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This is so random but I just got hit with a WAVE of love for my bestest boy, so Krypto, if you're out there, I love you. I miss you. Know that I am throwing a tennis ball directly towards the moon for you to fetch 😊

Love ya bud,

Clark Kent aka Superman (DC Comics)

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[harleen-kinzel]

Would anyone b interested in a new doubles friendly dc comics kin server?

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Kin commonality: being in rarepairs. I was an Elsa who married Quasimodo, a Steve who married Loki, and a Superman who reformed and fell in one-sided love with the Joker.

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Man. Gosh. I hate to bring politics here but as Superman, it is really weird to live in a world that has a president that is worse than Lex Luthor. Like, just speaking for how he was in my specific universe, but at least my President Luthor cared about clean drinking water... and would've never hurt children in the way Trump does.

Sitting here yearning for those days. Never thought I'd feel THAT, of all things. And you know, for all Luthor's faults and for all the ways he eventually spiraled into fanaticism, at least at his foundation he started as a man of science who wanted to make Metropolis better. Do I agree with his idea of "better"? Not always, no, but the idea itself in the abstract is a good, solid foundation.

(Before anyone says anything mean in the comments, my Luthor did eventually reform himself. Lex isn't a bad guy. But, well, you know, it'd be pretty silly to pretend he'd never done a bad thing. Or that anyone who knew him at that particular era of his life would have too much confidence in him as President.)

--Superman! Blend of comics and the DC animated films/shows, plus some pretty heavy "canon divergence".

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[fictionkinfessions]

being superman was weird bc nopony writes me as plural, but in my canon i very much was. clark had no memory of being anything other than human, and me and kal could pretend to be him extremely well, but it was never Him that knew about any of the super stuff. also kal el was the sum total knowledge of the entire kryptonian empire beamed into our brain and tbh im glad we compartmentalized that bc kryptonian culture kindaa, sucked, maybe a little (a lot). i thought of myself as the bridge between the superhuman and the mundane. like the sort of magical way that the extraordinary becomes commonplace, and all the little ways it can matter when a person intentionally tries to show up as the best version of themself.

and then there was the integrated identity, that had it's own set of memories and mannerisms, the part that only showed up during the worst of crisises. that guy always had my back, loved that guy.

it's funny though. i spent so many years moving faster than thought, practicing moving with the wind and disguising every part of myself. when lois started trying really hard to get to know me, it felt so strange? i had been some kind of ghost before that, so much so that it felt strange to even have a name. i really like the one that she gave me though. it fit like a glove and, sorta, kinda, gave me a home in my own mind. if that makes any sense.

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i was today years old when i learned i was save scumming as superman. (i mean i actually started remembering details abt this a few years ago but i just put it together as more than a video game metaphor like last week but YKWIM LMAO)

so because like i would try to save everyone and prevent things that made folks sad, right? like catching kids ice cream before it hit the ground and making sure people’s keys and change didn’t land in the storm drains. lots and lots of traffic accidents i cushioned. and i was hearing Everything and i dunno how to describe the beautiful perfectly chaotic rhythm that the world danced to. it would seem random until everything synchronized and it suddenly wasn’t.

so im maxing a high score to a rhythm game daily, moving clark when he stretched or yawned or i would make him ruffle his hair a lot so that when we landed back in place it would disguise the fact that it would change to windswept back in literally the blink of an eye. as i learned how to go faster and hear farther my scope increased and before i knew it i was making everypony’s life easier on a global scale. a game of exponential growth where the high score to beat was yesterday’s high score. it didn’t matter if i got credit and i was moving so fast it was more often than not folks wouldn’t even see me at all. unless i had to move something slowly to keep everyone safe and like avoid giving folks whiplash. i was sniping clogged drains with precise laser blasts and stuff like that constantly. (did you know that certain frequencies of lasers can go through solid matter and deliver the energy they’re carrying to a specific point and only that point? science sure is something!) altho folks were often less than thrilled when i would look uhhh through them and then tell them to seek out a specific kind of medical care haha.

and what did i do if i missed something? well, since i could see the after image of where folks had been within the last 12-36ish hours by squinting real hard, i could sort of see through time? at least, i could see farther into one direction of time than the flash could, so what i was doing wasn’t a flashpoint. it totally wasn’t. i would just cheat the centrifugal force of the planet to let me fly real fast in circles (not quite orbit) until i was back to before whatever my mistake had been, and then i made it right. i only used it when i accidentally couldn’t save a person’s life, too, nothing unnecessary! but the flash and eventually also some other guys got real steamed about it plenty often. i did it anyways because i would Always rather get an earful from a coworker or get put through some ninth dimensional monster of the week’s psychedelic time god puzzle than let someone die on my watch.

but when i had to try more than once to get it right? and i would go back to the same moment to start over again? boy oh boy thats classic video game stuff… feels bonkers to figure it out

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canon trinkets:

i keep working on cosplay bc i miss my super suits. it's been wonderful for clarifying kin mems. things like getting the fabric for the cape just right (and remembering that the primary use of the cape is shielding civilians from heat and the secondary use is ripping off strips to make a tourniquet) or finding the perfect boots (perhaps a pursuit of the impossible). its so awesome getting the colors in the right place and then catching a glimpse of my reflection. feels like coming home. don't even get me started on the kin haircut ive been wearing for years now, its pure euphoria

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[fictionkinfessions]

no, i have to confess, i'm sorry. i'm superman and i knowingly let harley quinn give me therapeutic advice. AND i took it

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