remember that time batman kneeled down in front of a completely naked superman, took his face in his hands, and asked him out for dinner? because i do.
and also that time superman started crying because batman didn’t want to talk to him?
batman thinks about superman while making out with hot chicks
superman made batman smile for a selfie and is still alive
and also
mhmmmmm.
Bruce, you’re a goddamn billionaire. Clark works at a newspaper.
I’m pretty sure dinner should be your treat.
That’s not even subtext, that’s just text
“Just you and me… AND SUPERMAN 😍😍😍😍😘😘😘❤️❤️❤️😍😍” fucking hell
because, like, okay I can buy that maybe he can disguise himself well enough to hide the fact that he’s superman, but i doubt any amount of slouching and glasses wearing can truly disguise that he’s a very tall EXTREMELY muscular man with a jawline that can cut glass.
So basically this newspaper office has this guy who looks like a weightlifter/supermodel just hanging around but he wears glasses and acts like a huge nerd and everyone just goes with it???
Like “Oh yeah, that’s Clark. No no he works here. Oh no don’t bother being intimidated by him, talk to him for five minutes and he’ll devolve into a lecture on proper tractor maintenance. We like Clark.”
I wonder if the ladies in the office ever drag him with them to bars so they don’t have to worry about creeps trying to harass them like “back off creeps our friend here is 6′4″ and grew up chucking hay bales” And then it’s funny because (as far as they know) Clark is like, the meekest lil nerd around. (He don’t look it though!!!!)
It’s just incredible to me that Clark Kent can pull off being a quiet harmless dork while still looking like, well, superman.
Do you think he occasionally turns up to the office Halloween party wearing a really shitty Batman costume?
in superman adventures #19, there’s a villain named multi-face who can convincingly disguise himself as anyone, even tricking dna tests and x-ray vision. Superman initially can’t stop him
and the only reason he gets caught is because multiface decides to disguise himself as, of all people, CLARK KENT i’m screaming
Superman standing on the edge of a building, his cape billowing in the breeze, watching the sun set.
“It’s pressure cookers that explode if you leave them on too long, right?” he asks himself. “Not slow cookers?” It would be just his luck if he lost the deposit on his apartment trying to make black bean soup. It’s bad enough that it won’t be as good as he thought it will be. He’s already resigned himself to that. Every time he gets a recipe off Smitten Kitchen he ends up disappointed and yet every time he convinces himself that this recipe will be different. The less said about the clementine cake, the better.
“I’m pretty sure it’s pressure cookers,” he says, putting his fists on his hips and looking up toward the sky.
¯_(ツ)_/¯ 
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