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[DC comics] Truly, a missed opportunity for an iconic duo
They were put in charge of babysitting
Guys, I think he needs some help
Just a normal man, taking a normal family photo, with his normal family
Super Sibling Roughhousing
SUPERMAN DAY IS APRIL 18, 2025 (04/18/2025)!!!!!! DCUO is doing a Superman Event! WHOOOO! (enjoy the pics and spoken word (well typed word)
um... read the title, basically lol.
here's something i just realized: you know how Jesus came from heaven from God the Father? that's kinda what Superman and Wonder Woman's origins are.
Superman: man from the heavens and stars coming to earth, embodying love, hope, and compassion BY HIS PARENTS (NOT LOIS LANE), teaching us to be the best versions of ourselves with or without powers. showing how to love and care for our fellow man and woman, treating others with respect and helping bad people reform (hurt people hurt people).
Taken from Adventures of Superman #41 by Max Landis
Wonder Woman: blessed with the powers of the Greek gods and goddesses, embodying love, hope, peace, and compassion, believing in second chances, advocating for women's rights, showing how to love and care for our fellow man and woman reform (NOT TAUGHT BY STEVE TREVOR), always willing to offer a hand in peace before using violence AS A LAST RESORT.
Taken from Wonder Woman Volume 3 #25 by Gail Simone
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a little thing for the gamers out there: DC Universe Online is doing a Superman event!!! you can get the Superman emblem doing the various missions and such! (see below) I'm SUPER excited! (i know, that joke was "SUPERb!" two in a row! WHOO! i'm SUPER good at this!, don't ya think?)
now i recommend not playing the game if you have not started already. it's a good game, but there's lots of demonic $hit in there. you may not see them, but they are real. felt some, heard some, know people who've seen them. they can show up in places you don't think they could. be VERY F*CKING CAREFUL. the devil (that POS) got me into p0rn, made me su!cidal, and got my cousin killed two years ago in a hit and run.
that being said, HAPPY SUPERMAN DAY! WHOO!
@comicsclois @hellyeahsupermanandwonderwoman @hellacre13 @smww4ever @godstaff @worldsfinestpowercouple @muiltifandomnerd
Part six of Jon and the Wayne’s: mission and Kris.
In this au Jim adopted a teen. I don’t know backstory, he’s painfully not cut out to be a vigilante, dosent want to be one, but is grafted along by Damian and Jon. Mostly Jon. He has blue eyes, ginger hair and his name is Kris. Enjoy.
Jon stared down at the planes bellow. Normally he would fly him and his team down, but now wasn’t normally. And he had been doused with a good amount of kryptonite gas a few hours ago, so he was considerably weakened. He turned to his friends.
“Alright guys, who do we get down this cliff?”
Damian looked at him and smirked, putting his sword back into his holster and pulling his hood down he stared down.
“Gentlemen, I have a plan.”
Kris’s face dropped.
“Nope. Veto.” He but in, before Damian could even say anything. Damian looked downright offended.
“You didn’t hear the plan!” He protested, turning to Jon. “Kent! He didn’t even hear the plan!”
Jon sighed, crossing his arms like an exasperated mother.
“Kris, you didn’t even hear the plan.”
“For gods sake.” Kris groaned, looking over Damian’s head. Damian didn’t appreciate it but Kris wasn’t finished speaking.
“We already know what the plan is Kent!”
“I don’t like to assume.” Jon said, glancing slightly down at Damian, who looked murder-y.
“Which means you already know!” Kris explained exasperatedly.
Damian glared at Kris.
“How do you know the plan when you haven’t heard the plan.” He growled, taking a step closer to him.
“How do you say no to the plan when you haven’t heard the plan!”
“Damian,” kris started, concerned. “I know what’s gonna happen.” He said. “And I know the two of you are probably gonna be fine, but I’m gonna die, and then I’ll be a ghost.” He said, shivering. “And I don’t know what the rules of that exactly are, but then I think that means I’d have to haunt you guys.” He said.
“And I would really, really like to avoid that if I can.”
“You’re such a worm,” Damian said solemnly glaring at him. “And I’m going to call you wormy from now on.”
“Jonathan he’s calling me wormy again!”
“Now wormy, we can say no to the plan, but first we know the plan to say no to the plan. So we have to hear the plan to know the plan to say no to the plan.” Jon said calmly, putting a hand on Kris’s shoulder.
“Fine, ok.” Kris said warily, looking at Damian, who was now grinning maliciously.
“Great!” Damian said, smiling. Evil.
“So I was thinking-“ he started, then grabbed both their collars, running to the edge while yelling.
“We’re jumping!”
The ending could barely hear anything, but caught the sound of someone yelling.
“I knew it!” Before two screams and one cackle.
Kris in the end was mostly fine. His hood got snagged on a branch before he hit the ground. He was upset about his hoddie though.
Part five: Bruce is an accidental slut
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Part three of Jon and the Wayne’s! This time with Jason.
“Hello other murder hobo kind of adopted brother.”
Jason looked up at Jon, a kindly offended and a little weirded out expression on his face.
“I don’t know that I ever consented to this.”
Jon looked up at him blankly, not faltering.
“I didn’t know you had a choice in the matter.”
Jason paused, and nodded.
“That’s actually incredibly fair considering my track record.” He mused.
“How can I help?”
Jon looked blankly at him, before sighing.
“Can I have 20 bucks to go get FroYo?”
“Sounds like a lot for FroYo.”
“I like FroYo.”
“Why aren’t you asking Bruce?”
“I did.”
“And what did he say?”
“No.”
“So then why are you asking me?”
Jon scoffed at Jason’s questions? Crossing his arms and leaning on his back foot.
“Because he’s not the boss of you.”
Jason inhaled very deep into his nose before letting it out ate starting at the floor, slowing looking up and Jon and taking to himself.
“Oookay it’s a trap, it’s a trap, you know it’s a trapped, you’ve trained for this, calm down-“
“You said he was a depressed caffeine addicted little bitch.” Jon said, raising an eyebrow and adjusting his beanie.
Jason, looking back at the boy and shifting on his feet said, rather loudly.
“That doesn’t reflect my beliefs, actually!”
“You’re sweating.” Jon said, fighting the little smirk off his face.
“No I’m just dying, it’s been happening for a while actually.” Jason hugged back, tugging on his collar while glaring down at the boy.
“Isn’t that so sad? Lest talk about that for a while.” He added, trying to veer the conversation off its plotted course.
Jon swigged, playing all off and glancing away.
“I mean, look, I get why you’d be scared of Bat-dad.” He said, baiting Jason.
Jason fell hook line and sinker.
“I AM NOT-“ Jason started but was cut off by a clattering of metal in the distance. He froze, before leaning closer to Jon and hissing.
“I am not scared of him.”
Jon knew he had him.
“Really? Because I heard he could kick your ass. Even when you were fully red-hood.”
Jason shit up and said loudly.
“Well he is entitled to his-“
He hissed this park:
“Very wrong.”
Before being all loud again.
“Opinions!”
Jon tilted his head.
“So he couldn’t take you in your heyday?”
Jason glared at him.
“I resent that wording and I could take him right now and I wouldn’t need a gun to do it.”
Jon acted interested and looked at Jason, putting on his best innocent curious face.
“What would you need?”
Jason fell again, much to Jon’s delight, and replied.
“Katey Perry playlist, a surround sound-system, and a crowbar.”
Jon put on his best shocked face and turned his tone lighter.
“Really? It’s that easy?”
Jason smirked and leaned down.
“Like a cat in the fucking bathtub.”
“But, I mean, if he’s so easily bodied by you, why would you fear saying yes? Why wouldn’t you contradict him on the FroYo thing?”
Jason considered it and looked both ways. Knowing his reputation was on the line he pulled a twenty out of his vest and held it out to Jon.
“Here you go, young Kent.”
“Thank you.” Jon said sweetly, about to walk away before turning on his heel.
“Oh, I forgot one thing. Thank you, and, WE GOT ‘IM!”
Bruce, who was standing behind Jason, placed a hand on his shoulder and leaned down to whisper.
“What was that about Katey Perry?”
“. . . AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH”
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Part two of Jonathan and the Wayne’s!
Dick rushed into the room, slamming open the door and startling a Jon who was about to try fix his fan. Hon knew there was no superpowers in the house so he had gotten a ladder and was holding rope attached to said ladder to steady himself.
When dick burst in he promptly fell off the ladder hitting his head on the bed. Probably damaging the bed more than he did himself.
“Ah- you idiot, what is it dickhead?”
Dick, who still looked panicked, flung out his hand and held Jon’s shoulder.
“No jonathan! Don’t do it!”
Jon paused, mind blanking.
“Ok.” He said, tilting his head.
“Do what?”
“I got your text message!” Dick gasped out, trying to catch his breath.
“ ‘thanks for everything?!?!’ “
“Yes.” Jon said, not getting the point.
“I just felt like thanking you. For, well, everything.” He shrugged.
“Wait so you’re good?” Dick paused.
“Yes, why?”
“Well I might have misinterpreted your actions-“ dick started before Tim burst in.
“Take him down, semper fi!”
“Agh-“
Dick clasped his hands in his lap and looked to the sideways nervously.
“And told the family group chat .”
“Live Jonathan!” Tim yelled, doing some real shitty cpr onto the hybrids chest.
“Live! Jonathan, you are loved!”
“Why does ‘love’ feel like fucking kryptonite?” Jon said, voice warbling as he was thrust back and forth.
Dick grabbed his shoulders pulling Tim back.
“No, timcicle, it’s fine, he’s good.” Dick sighed, as Tim got off a heaving Jon who rolled to his side and onto his arms. Pushing himself up.
Tim, looked over at dick, offended. Then back to Jonathan.
“You mean I touched him for nothing? Give me five dollars.”
Jon paused, an annoyed expression flitting his face before he handed it over.
“Here.”
Tim grabbed it, despite being stinking rich clutching it like it was a comfort.
“Capitalism had softened the blow.”
Stephanie burst in next, holding some of Alfred’s cookies, looking genuinely worried. Shoving the other two men past she thrust the jar in Jonathan’s face.
“Here, comfort foods! Your ok!”
“Wha- so many baked goods?” Jon said, tilting his head.
Cassandra who was standing at the door yelled.
“It’s not working! Somebody ruin his dad’s day! The petty revenge will make him feel better!”
“No guys, it’s ok!” Dick yelled, looking around.
“No it’s not, dick!” Stephanie gasped, looking at Jon.
“lol at him! He looks terrible!”
“But this is not of my better days?” Jon whispers to himself.
Damian walked into the room, already talking before surveying the carnage.
“Jonathan, I have revived a disturbing text message so I am willing to let you-“ he said before stoping and seeing his siblings.
“We’ll come back to this later.” Damian said abruptly thinking of something else he could do instead of his planned thought.
Jonathan looked at Damian, trying o adjust his yellow beanie.
“I’m confused on what’s happening- ow! Why’d you slap me?” He asked, looking up at Damian.
Damian was gonna offer him a hug, but his siblings were here. So no affection must be showed.
“Because you tried to hurt me cr- friend.”
“What? But I’m your friend- I’m your friend?”
Jon said the last part looking at Damian with hopeful eyes.
“It was a false alarm Damian.”
“Oh.” Damian turned back to Jon.
“Go fuck your self then, never mind.”
He said, about to walk out.
“Ignore that.” Dick said, shooting Damian a look. “We’re happy you’re ok Jonathan.”
“Thanks but,” Jon started, looking up.
“Am I really so fragile that you think even the slightest provocation will send me hurtling into taking my own life?”
“Considering the circumstances of how you came to live with us, yes.”
Jon paused, then frowned.
“Oh.” He said softly, then Damian yanked his beanie down.
“Hey!”
“That’s for making my friend sad!”
“This cycle is vicious!”
part one: Jon the weed dealer.
Part three: stinging Jason todd
Damian: Jon and I have the kind of easy chemistry where we finish each other's-
Jon: Sentences.
Damian: Don't interrupt me.
Jon: I made this friendship bracelet for you.
Damian: You know, I’m not really a jewelry person.
Jon: You don’t have to wear…
Damian: No, I’m gonna wear it forever. Back off.