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Chapter 1: =My First Day at a New School=

Being in a relationship with a serial killer kinda sucks. But before that, maybe I should start by introducing myself or something. I don’t know. There’s nothing special about me. My name is Perseus Alexander Moore. I’m an eighteen-year-old guy in his twelfth year and I’m distinctive in most groups but I’m not famous or rich or smart. I’m just those guys you normally see in school except I don’t exactly go as ‘normal’ since my hair is styled in an afro which makes it easy to distinguish in a group of people. This is the start of how I made the greatest mistake of my life.

Today I will be going to a new school. It had to be arranged since I moved into my older brother's place. If you’re wondering why, a big incident took place, which I have to live with my whole life but we’ll talk about that later. After changing into clothes for the day, I crept out of my room and went downstairs and the first thing I came upon was the sweet smell of pancakes and bacon filling my nose. My nose scrunched up which made me stop but not because of the smell, but because of the person right in front of me.

Eric Ulysses Moore, my big brother. He’s a successful hematologist oncologist here in this small city of Asheville, North Carolina. He’s got the same curly brown locks as mine except it’s not long or styled informally. We both look somewhat alike but since he’s blessed with our dad’s genes, who is a tall man, he has much darker skin than me and I was told he was taller than me when he was my age.

While my brother cooked breakfast and I’m standing at the kitchen door, I felt like I should just tiptoe out of there but he turned and saw me. “Good morning, Perseus,” he greeted with a smile. “Had a good night’s sleep?”

“Yeah,” I blandly replied. “I also have to go. I might be running late.”

“School doesn’t start at seven-thirty. Eat something first.”

“I’m not hungry,” I said but of course, he wouldn’t take ‘no’ for an answer. He served a plate and pointed his eyes to the vacant chair, gesturing I should sit down.

“Look,” my voice was leveled. “I don’t want to deal with you right now. I have to get going.”

“Perseus,” he called back. I ignored him and ran out the door. I brought out my earphones and plugged them in my ears, momentarily escaping from this hell called reality. I grabbed my skateboard and I skated through the busy streets.

Normally, my mom would kill me if I did this. My mind being preoccupied with the music playing, words popping up in my head for lyrics, guitar chords I could possibly use for a song I’m writing while I pass busy streets, small comments in my head about the places I pass will definitely make her want my head.

The trip would have been really quick if I hadn't had to go through so many huge groups of people hurrying to their destinations and most of them are too oblivious to notice what’s around them.

Once I reached the gates of the school, I was somehow —what’s the appropriate word— disappointed.

Right in front of me could have been a grand building but the gate alone is covered in graffiti and the paint is tearing off. The building itself looks like it’s about to collapse, given a few years or even less. You might even think it’s haunted. Students filed into the entrance and it gave me second thoughts. What if I just skipped school today? I thought it would be nice. I could just go home and go back to sleep but then, I have to deal with Eric. And to think of the possible scenarios when I enter these gates: probably new friends, or more jerks who are looking for trouble. I swallowed the anxiousness and the excitement growing in me and I walked in.

Entering the building, I felt like I was a kitten that trespassed a lions’ den. In the hallway, everybody turned their head towards me and I tried my best to stay passive.

Luckily, when I got enrolled here, they gave me my schedule and the room numbers so I didn’t have to ask around. I reached the room for my first class, which is Conservatory of Music. Then I noticed there was this note taped on the glass window of the door. It said: Class will be in the Music Room. I raised an eyebrow. Music Room, I thought. I looked down at the paper I had in my hand and scanned it. It didn’t have any directions for the room. I buried the annoyance that’s building up in me and looked around just in case no one could see how stupid I look and with my luck, I found three guys walking in my direction. The guy on the right had copper-red hair, freckles across his cheeks and nose, and a mischievous grin on his face and is probably one of the people I will never trust my life with when handling matches or sharp objects. The one on the middle had emo/scene slick black hair and it was long on one side so it hid his face. He looked reserved at first glance since he had his head lowered and even if his friend on the right had his arm locked on his neck, he didn’t complain. The one on the left took me aback. I was looking at a much younger clone of Brandon Routh when he played Clark Kent or Superman. He’s this tall guy with glasses, shiny black hair swept to the side, and a jacket. His facial features are almost perfect and I don’t think his face is familiar to acne or a single pimple. The guy on the right saw me. His hazel-green eyes shone and his grin widened. “Hey,” he waved. “You must be new.”

“I am,” I had to keep a straight face. The redhead kept smiling but when he faced the note on the door, he frowned. “Damn,” he snapped his fingers. He faced his friend and yelled to them, “Upstairs, guys. Prof switched rooms.”

“I told you he would,” said the guy with the glasses. The ginger raised his hands in defeat but still cracked a smirk. “At least we found this guy,” he gestured his hands to me. “If we didn’t think to check this room, he would be late than we already were.”

“Yeah, yeah shut up, Michael.” The other two faced me and studied me from head to toe. Superman said, “You were lucky. This campus is huge.”

“That’s what she said,” the guy named Michael snorted, which earned him a smack on the back of the head, “You’re so mean, Xavier.”

“And you’re being an idiot,” replied Xavier, who had a more Asian look than everybody else I've seen.

I felt inept. I’m standing in the middle of a playful conversation of strangers I just met and they didn’t really mind me there. Or how late we were.

“Hey,” I spoke up. “Aren’t we supposed to get to class?” The three of them stared at each other then realized it with a start. Some of them cursed and then we ran to the Music Room.

Fortunately, we reached class before the professor arrived. The place was huge and I think we were more than fifty students here. We were going to be seated on the floor and our bags were piled onto each other at the back. But what’s enticing are the instruments in front of us. I was tempted to grab a guitar and run but the professor finally entered the room. Before I could look around for a place to sit, someone already grabbed my hand and pulled me down.

“Sorry,” said Clark Kent. “I didn’t get to introduce myself. I’m Nicholas Taylor but call me Nick.”

“I’m Perseus Moore,” we held out each other’s hand and shook it. Behind Nick, Michael’s head popped out and he beamed. “I’m Michael Johnathan Carter. Most people call me Michael or Mike. You pick. I don’t care.” We shook hands and I faced their other friend.

“I’m Xavier Hernandez,” he said politely. “It’s nice to meet you, Perseus.”

“Yeah,” I tried to smile. They seem nice, I thought to myself. We started talking in our small circle and then Nick asked, “Do you play any instruments?”

“I play guitar,” I replied. Michael’s grin got even wider if that was possible and then he scooted near me. “What songs can you play?”

“Erm,” I moved a bit farther from him but I was saved when the professor got our attention. He’s a guy that looked like he was supposed to go to a Rock concert but got lost and ended up in a classroom full of teenagers. Instead of the usual teachers’ uniform, he wore this black band shirt of Korn, had a few piercings on his lips and eyebrow, plus tattoos all over his arms. “Good morning class,” he greeted. I thought we would respond with the habitual bland greeting but the place roared with excitement. Everyone was just yelling at the top of their lungs so the teacher had to silence us. “After a summer break, you all are still very loud.”

“We love you, Sir Ramirez!” Michael yelled and it just ignited another round of cheers. Again, we were silenced but I’m surprised one finger from the teacher made everyone quiet.

“I am also glad to see you all again. Most of you have moved up which is great,” Sir Ramirez congratulated us. “I was also informed that we have a new student joining us. Where is he?”

I just sat there, not planning to do anything for anyone to catch my attention but Michael grabbed my arm and raised it for me. Quickly, I yanked it away and glared at him. “Thank you, Michael. Now, please come up front.” The first thing I thought was, What is this? Grade school? But I obeyed and walked over to his side. “Introduce yourself.”

“Hi,” I started, I could feel my palms starting to sweat. “I’m Perseus Moore.”

“Do you play any instruments, Perseus, or are you just here to learn a thing or two?”

“I can play.”

“Awesome,” Sir Ramirez clapped his hands. Everyone started muttering to themselves and I didn’t like it at first until the prof asked, “What instrument do you play?”

“Guitar, sir.”

He smiled and walked over to the corner where the pile of goodies are and picked up a maroon Gibson SG then handed it over. My eyes widened at the guitar and I looked up at him for confirmation. “Give us a show, Perseus.” He signaled me to start and with barely any practice for the past month, I played Thunderstruck by AC/DC. The students went wild and I think everyone on this floor, and possibly the one under and the one above us, could hear them singing the song.

Sir Ramirez raised his hand to stop me in the middle of the song and I did. Everyone had this look on their faces which I can’t comprehend and my heart was pounding against my ribs. “So,” the professor starts. There wasn’t that much emotion shown on his face and I wasn’t comfortable with that. “I can’t tell you how much I’m impressed.”

“You are?” I blinked. “I mean, thank you, sir.”

“Of course I am. It’s been a while since I’ve seen someone with this much grit and how much the whole class enjoyed it.” Then everyone started screaming like their favorite basketball team won. Makes me wonder how their voices haven’t cracked yet. I would never last that long. When they settled, Sir Ramirez clapped his hands and everyone joined him. With an awkward smile and my pulse beating in my throat, I bowed. Nick and the others cheered and they were joined by everyone else. When I got back to my seat, class started and at that point, I happily thought that this was going so well so far. Boy, was I wrong.

After three classes, it was finally our Lunch Break. I hated the other classes since the teachers after Conservatory were snobby, nosy, and irritating as hell. They lose their cool easily. I’m only grateful that Nick, Michael, and Xavier will be in the same classes as me since they’re the only people I know.

While we were walking to the cafeteria, Nick said, “You were great back there.”

“Thanks,” I tried to sound more confident than I am.

“Wanna join our band?” Michael smiled. “We’re missing a lead guitarist. And you don’t seem to be part of anything yet.”

“You’re recruiting me?”

“Of course,” he placed his hand on my shoulder. “We’ve been talking about it. You in? Please say you are.”

“Stop that, Michael,” Xavier spoke up. “You know we have to talk to Morpheus first about this.”

“Who?” I turned to him.

“He’s our band leader and frontman,” Nick replied. “The guy’s awesome and super chill. He would love to meet you. But we need to know if you want to join us as well or otherwise, he’d think that we forced you to.” Then I heard Michael comment, “What is this? A cult?” Xavier flicked his fingers in the middle of his friend’s forehead and it made a sound, probably shaking his skull. Watching them alone, being whoever they are, saying whatever they want and their closeness to each other makes me think about their offer. I faced Nick who had an expectant look on his face. “I’m in.”

We reached the school’s outdoor covered court. It’s after passing the cafeteria. I’m telling you now that this is the only place that’s pleasant in the whole school. Instead of seeing trash littered everywhere, the court was clean and there were trees aligned on the side of it. Under one of the trees, there was this Blond holding an acoustic guitar. Michael ran to him and gave him a tackle-hug.

“What the hell, Michael?” He exclaimed as the others just laughed out loud. They sat up again and the redhead tugged on the guy’s sleeve. “We found a lead guitarist, Morph.”

“Hi?” I waved. The Morpheus guy studied me with his sky blue eyes and frowned a bit. He stood up and I realized he’s way taller than Nick which only made me anxious about my height. Gee, thanks. He circled me, like a lion studying its helpless prey. Morpheus turned to his bandmates and asked why I should be in the band. They explained it to him with enthusiasm while I just stood there not even getting why he’s asking them instead of me.

“So,” the tall blond turned to me. “I see that you got yourself some fans now.” Looking over his shoulder, Nick and Michael had huge grins on their faces, excitedly waving their hands while Xavier is also smiling but not like the other two. My eyes went back to Morpheus and I shrugged. “I never meant to. They just asked me to play.”

“Can you perform in front of something bigger than a bunch of students in one room?”

I could’ve answered him with an eager ‘Yes’ but in the pit of my stomach, my anxiety starts poking me. Morpheus patiently waited for my answer while I thought, A bigger crowd? That would be awesome but if I’m not good enough… Then what? I mentally slapped myself in the face. I looked up to him and said, “Even if it doesn’t take me anywhere, I can.”

Morpheus gave that a thought which lasted longer than I wanted to. My friends had their fingers crossed and I quietly hoped I would get accepted. Morpheus’ lips slowly curled into a smile and happily said, “You’re in.” Then they started clapping their hands. Michael locked his arm around my neck and yelled, “Finally! Someone decent enough to play for our band.” That comment got him a smack on the head and he just laughed it off. Xavier ruffled my curly hair and spread his arms out. “Welcome aboard Erebos.”

“Erebos?” I raised an eyebrow.

“Oh, yeah,” Nick said. “A friend named the band. She said that it’s the name of the primordial darkness in Greek mythology or something like that.”

Just then, their faces lightened up. I followed wherever they were looking at and found something I wasn’t expecting. Walking towards us was a girl with straight hair as dark as midnight, autumn tanned skin and she had a gray jacket wrapped around her waist since the school uniform for girls had short skirts. Michael ran over to her and held his hand out for a high-five. “Hey, Babycakes!”

Babycakes?

She scowled and pointed a finger at him. “How many times do I have to tell you to never call me that.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Michael tries to imitate her British accent. “Did I touch a nerve?”

“You always do.” She crossed her arms and her eyes found me. I flinched, probably because I’ve been staring at her for too long, looking stupid, and got caught. Nick saved me though. He placed a hand on my shoulder and told the girl, “I’d like to introduce you to our new lead guitarist, Perseus Moore!”

“Perseus?” She raised an eyebrow. She studied me from head to toe and as I watched her, I noticed her eyes were gray. They remind me of fierce storm clouds or bones when reduced to ash. My heart started thundering against my chest when her eyes met my golden brown ones. She then looked up at my hair and asked, “Is that natural or are you just looking for attention?”

“What?”

“Your hair. And your eyes? You’re not wearing contacts, are you?”

“I could say the same to you,” I commented. A shadow of irritation passed over her face and then I realized my mistake. Morpheus cleared his throat and got her attention. “You’re not going to tear his face off, are you, Kass?” Xavier spoke up. She faced him and cracked a smirk, leaving me wanting to melt into a puddle for some reason. “I don’t have a reason to,” she faced me and held out her hand. “I’m Kassandra Cyrillus. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

I shook her hand. “I could say the same thing.”

“Not when you really know what you’re talking to,” I heard her mutter. That took me aback. What is she talking about? I faced Nick who looked somewhat nervous when she said that and when I looked back at Kassandra, she still had the same expression except I recognized the look on her face. Like, she had the face of someone who got away with murder which is stupid because that’s impossible. Or was it?

“Now, now, Kassandra,” Michael interrupted my train of thought. “Stop scaring away the new guy.” She gave him a look which made him raise his hands in defeat and then she faced me. “You all have the same subjects later on, right?”

“Yeah,” we replied in unison. She didn’t give any reaction but handed Morph a bag. “I’ll see you all later then,” she looks over her shoulder a bit and walks away. When she was finally out of our sight, I turned to my bandmates who were looking at the bag. When they opened it, it was filled with snacks and a big pack of potato chips. They all had an evil grin on their faces and they closed the bag again. “It’s cool how she could smuggle some junk food here in school.”

“She must’ve paid the school guard to let her in,” Nick joked. My eyebrows arched. The image of Kassandra burned in the back of my mind and I can’t help notice how she looked so innocently malevolent. Two words I never thought would fit together. Morpheus saw how confused I was and placed his hand on my shoulder. “You look lost.”

“I don’t understand how things go around here,” I said with genuine honesty. “Is it just me or is Kassandra plotting something evil?” They looked at each other which is concerning for me like it’s a tough subject they don’t want to tackle. “Did I say something wrong?”

Nick snaked his arm around my shoulder. “Nah, dude. It’s just that, Kassandra had this reputation here at school, so it tends to make her judge and mistrust people she meets at first glance. Be a little patient with her. She’s actually a great person to be with,” he smiled. With that, the school bell rings for our upcoming classes. We walked to our classroom and went on with our day.

Finally, school was about to end. I just had to end this last class: Literature. My bandmates were left behind since they said they needed to talk to our Math teacher. When I reached the door of the classroom, I expected a bunch of students sticking their noses in books but instead, I found most of my classmates were off their seats, just being chaotic as usual.

“You’ll get used to it,” said a familiar voice behind me. When I turned around, I found Kassandra. She had a black backpack slung on one shoulder and the strap had a metal pin of a badly drawn smiley face with X’s for eyes and it had its tongue stuck out, the logo of the Grunge band Nirvana. “Nice pin,” I complimented. “Somehow matches your personality.”

“Don’t flatter me, Perseus,” her voice laced with bitter sarcasm. “And if you want small talk, I suggest we go inside and sit down. Unless you want to block the door, I’m not joining you.”

I stepped aside and let her in first and muttered, “Sorry.” Following her to the back of the classroom, I sat on the vacant chair beside her. There were more vacant seats other than this but I just felt like I needed to sit next to somebody I at least know if I get called. Now and then, I would steal glances of her just to see her doodling on her notebook. Well, I just think she’s doodling. The first thing that caught my attention was that she’s writing in Greek? Second thing I noticed were the symbols Aδης. What do they mean? Like I know. I wanted to ask her but everyone started to make a commotion when Michael entered the room.

Kassandra let out a soft laugh when she saw her friend being flirty with the girls who were head over heels for him. “Always a tosser,” she muttered and closed her notebook. “Then these girls would fall for every banter. Can you believe that?”

I realized she was talking to me so I answered, “Er, yeah. They’re being a little too extra.”

“Michael’s always extra,” she shrugs. I then noticed her lips were curled up into a small smile and I kind of felt good about that. She looked at me and raised an eyebrow. “What?”

“Nothing,” I looked in the other direction. When they were seated, the professor entered the room. He’s a pudgy man with a scowl on his face and has more hair on his chin than on his head. I could hear a lot of the students around us snickering and then they all burst out laughing when the teacher sat on his seat. Confused, he tries standing up and then realizes the problem. “You insufferable brats!” He yelled at us. When he tried to walk out of his desk, everyone was laughing except for me and Kassandra since the chair was stuck to the man’s rear-end. I mean, it’s literally glued to his butt. Honestly, it’s an old trick in the book but I think getting someone to do it right in front of you makes it funny. He started yelling things I don’t think would get him a promotion, or probably let him keep his job. Nonetheless, we continued class while the professor was seated, and ever so often, you will hear giggles when he tries standing up.

“Now,” he pats a stack of papers on his desk. “This will be your homework for two weeks. Read it carefully and I don’t want anyone submitting anything stupid, understood?”

Everyone jeered and groaned. Kassandra and I stayed silent then I glanced at her just to find her reading a book under her desk. As the papers were being distributed, the professor said, “You all will be partnered” —everyone cheered— “by the person beside you.” The excitement died and it just made him smile smugly. The school bell rang for dismissal and everyone quickly raced to the door.

“Wait,” I looked at my seatmate. “Who am I partnered with?” We stared at each other. It seemed like time suddenly stopped for some reason. Our eyes locked and I don’t know how, but I could see this shadow behind her gray orbs. What could it be? A weird gut feeling tells me that this person in front of me was someone… someone who you shouldn’t get on their bad side or you’re screwed. Kassandra smiled and answered, “I suppose you’re stuck with me, Phrixus.”

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Consctructive criticism: Man of steel

(Originally posted as an editorial on Deviantart May 1, 2015. It has not been changed from how I originally wrote it.)

With Superman Returns not being the success Warner Bros hoped for, no more sequels that take place in the Superman universe that Richard Donner created have been made since. But since a reboot worked for the old Dark Knight it could work just as well for the big, blue, flying boy scout.Superman`s movie franchise got a reboot in a movie directed by Zack Snyder and written by David S Goyer. The result was... a little bit divisive. Some loved it, some hated it but never the less it made money, enough to greenlight a sequel... or rather: a bigger, shared movie universe. Not unlike what they were doing over at Marvel.Personally I kinda, sorta liked it, at least more than Superman returns. But, like I mentioned in my "More thoughts on Frozen" Editorial where I briefly talked about Avatar, I can see it`s flaws. Otherwise it wouldn`t have ended up here.

Where did it go wrong and how could it have been better?

The S stands for SPOILERS

The colour saturation

With the failure of Green Lantern and the success of The Dark Knight trilogy, the film makers came to the conclusion that future DC movies has to be more "Dark and Serious". Just because it worked for Batman it doesn`t necessarily mean that it would work just as well for their other characters. The tone of the story differs a tiny bit from Batman`s because Superman`s image of a beacon of hope rather than justice lurking in the shadows is heavily ingrained in the public`s perception of him. That left the film makers with one thing left to "darkify": The colours of the movie. A little bit more colour wouldn`t have hurt.

The shaky cam

Usually I don`t care (much) about this, but in this case I noticed it while watching the movie for the first time and it bothered me a little. Less of the shaky cam please.

Johnathan Kent`s advice to young Clark

Young Clark: "What was I supposed to do? Just let them die?"

Jonathan Kent: "Maybe." He`s not saying "Yes! You should`ve let them die!" So he`s technically not giving him bad advice, but he`s technically not giving him good advice either.

He should have focused on teaching Clark to have a low profile. That doesn`t have to mean that he shouldn`t help. He can still help as long as he does it in secret. So instead he could have said."If you`re gonna keep doing this, try not to get seen. Think before you act."Then he could pause and then add: "But at least your heart was in the right place." If it was my hypothetical kid from another planet with great powers who did something good and heroic I`d want the discussion to end on a positive note to give him the feeling that technically he did not do a bad thing.

Johnathan Kent`s death

Yes, I get that he did not want Clark to expose himself, but still. He died not because Clark couldn`t save him but because he wouldn`t let him. How about: Jonathan dies from a sickness. Yes it is similar to the Donner version but the difference is that in this version it doesn`t happen as suddenly and Clark gets time to say goodbye to his dad on his death-bed. Jonathan can remind him about the "Think before you act" bit, and say something about how he will change the world.

Lois telling Superman about her mindprobing

Movies are a visual medium and there`s a rule called "show don`t tell". Telling through pictures is a more universal language. Instead of Lois telling Superman what she went through they could have showed it in some way. From what I remember we saw what was going on in Superman`s head when they probed him but not what was going on on the outside. Here`s what they could have done: After we have seen Superman`s little nightmare landscape we could see what is going on outside his body as Zod`s voice keeps talking about how he`s gonna revive Krypton. We see him lying in an alien chair with a mindprobing helmet on and his face twitches as if he`s having a nightmare. Move the camera a bit to the right and we see Lois lying in an alien chair going through the same thing. Cut to: close up of Lois`s face, then cut to: inside Lois`s mind: pretty much the same thing we saw in Superman`s head. Cut to: close up of Superman`s face, then we go back inside Superman`s mind.

Yes, I said "lying in a chair". The correct word is "sitting", but I imagine them as kind of like dentist chairs...evil dentist chairs.

Zod showing Superman all that nightmarish landscape

Besides that it would "look cool for the trailer", what reason is there for Zod to scare Superman with that nightmare-landscape? Shouldn`t he try to make Superman trust him and see him as a friend?

How about: Supes is shown what Krypton looked like before it blew up.

Zod: "Behold Kal-El, this what Krypton once was, and what it can be again." Clark wonders what would happen to the people of earth. Zod uses the cold, empathyless logic that "simpler civilizations will have to make way for the more advanced ones."

"Krypton had it`s chance"

I get where they were going with this but still, it sounded a bit too cruel. This would have sounded better: "Krypton should not live at the expense of Earth!"

Saying it like that would make it open for the interpretation that he does want to see Krypton resurrected, (just not at any cost).

The level of destruction

They could have toned it down a bit. Some say: "But this is what realistically would happen if someone with Superman`s powers were to have a big fight." Someone with Superman`s powers yes. But how about someone with Superman`s mentality?

Yes: most of the destruction was caused by the terraforming machine, but when that destruction was over and it was just Superman and Zod they still plowed through a few buildings.

Let`s forget that it`s Superman. Someone with concern for human life and the ability to strategize, at least a little bit (which Superman is fully capable of doing), should try to direct the fight away from heavily populated areas. Yes, Zod would try to use this weakness and direct the fight back to said populated areas, but Superman would still do his best to keep the fight in safe/safer places.

Plus: The "Think before you act" lesson from his father could come back to play a part here.

"But he was new at this, he was learning to be a Superhero." We saw earlier in the movie that he had been doing this for a couple of years, so he would have gotten the hang of (most of) it by the time he donned the cape." It`s the first time he fights other super-powered Kryptonians." I can`t argue that much with this statement, even Supes has limits. On this point the fault is not on Superman as a character but rather the filmmakers who wrote him into a corner and made sure that there was no other way out than to destroy almost more than half of Metropolis. They seem to suffer from a "darker-and-more-action-is-always-better" perception. Not all DCCU movies have to be the Dark Knight.

On the fence: Jenny

First I thought that she had a last name, and that it was Olsen. So I thought she was a genderbent Jimmy Olsen. But last time I checked (on imdb) she didn`t have a last name. Could she be an original character created for the movie? I`m OK with that. But I want to talk about what I feel about if they were to change Jimmy`s gender.

This makes me feel like the film makers haven`t bothered to check the comics that the movies are based on. Not because of the change, but some seem to think that there are only four people working on the Daily Planet: Clark, Lois, Perry and Jimmy. The majority of the people that I mentioned are male so I agree that there could be at least one more woman. But instead of changing one of the characters they could just pick one from the comics. How about Catherine Grant? Or Alice the intern? And if you`re looking for a black character, how about Ron Troupe?

Sorry for being a purist, but I feel that if you want to add a little diversity, look for a character that has what you are looking for in the source material before changing one or some of the other characters.

That`s why I hope that we in future DCCU movies get to see Maggie Sawyer and/or Renee Montoya.How do I feel about Perry White? Well, he`s played by Laurence Fishburne. So I`m good.

On the fence: Superman killing Zod

When I heard about it at first I thought "Oh come on! Superman doesn`t kill!" But then again, he could be pushed to a point where he would have no other option. Then I thought "If he`s gonna kill someone he should at least feel bad about it." And he did, so I guess I`m OK with it. But still, the way they did that scene made me feel like there was more that could be done before they went in for the kill. Technically, Superman could have just knocked him unconscious. And then there`s the film makers`s explanation: "He needs to kill so he learns that it`s wrong to kill." I haven`t killed anyone and I know it`s wrong to kill.

I think the real explanation is: He needs to kill because the movie needs to be dark, because DCCU movies needs to be dark to be good, because it worked for the Batman reboot. The thing is: Nolan`s Batman had a little thought put into it. Man of Steel`s darkness didn`t have much thought behind it.

A light-hearted, silly and campy movie with a bad script is a movie with a bad script. A dark, gritty and serious movie with a bad script is still a movie with a bad script.

If I were to change this, here`s what I would do: Zod and Superman are flying around, fighting each other. The spaceship (that was sent far away thanks to Clark`s babyship`s warp drive) is still on earth. Superman punches Zod so hard that he is knocked back onboard his ship. The warp drive is activated and Zod and his friends are warped to God knows where.I also want to point out that I´m not too crazy about when they kill characters that have played an important part and/or has been in the comicbook a long time. That`s why I`m a bit critical not only to Zod`s death but Prof: Emil Hamilton`s as well. (Though he may not be dead.)

Yes, there are other things wrong with this movie. But if you did the changes that are mentioned here, I personally wouldn`t care about those other things

I want to finish with two things that, while they aren`t constructive criticism, are at least Superman related.

Joe Quesada`s reason for not liking Man of Steel

“As a comic book fan, I wanted to love that movie so much,” said Quesada. “I wanted to love it so much, and I didn’t love it so much. Again, there are little things here and there that you could pick at and things like that, but I just think at the end of the day, Zod was the hero of the movie to me.”

Interesting defenition of a hero you have there.

“He wanted to save his race, and Superman didn’t let him."

Oh poor Zod, all he wanted to do was to rebuild his planet at the cost of billions of lives on an already inhabited one. It`s not like there were any other Earth-like planets in the solar system, suitable for terraforming, like Mars or Venus. No. Clearly Superman was the bigger badguy here.

“I was in the mood to watch that Superman movie, and afterwards I was just angry,” said Quesada.

Well, I, and many others, felt similar after reading One More Day so I guess that makes things even.

In defense of the Clark Kent disguise

I`m sure many of us has questioned that no one can recognize Superman in his Clark Kent disguise just because he wears a pair of glasses. However, here are some examples from real life:

An author who interviewed Marilyn Monroe later wrote of an incident that occurred when they were walking down the street talking. The author was confused that, although they were in plain sight, no one seemed to recognize her. Monroe then said, "Do you want to see her?" She changed her posture, walk and way she was speaking to what she used in the movies and suddenly people saw Marilyn Monroe, movie star and sex symbol, and reacted accordingly. Shakira, a famous singer, managed to spend an entire summer at UCLA posing as a normal person. She went by her middle name and dressed up in a cap and pants. The fact that it hit the news after she was done with the classes proved how effective her disguise was. Comedian Groucho Marx painted on his famous mustache with grease paint for most of his career. He was surprised to find a large crowd of fans who had gathered to see him at a train station completely ignored him when he got off the train. Realizing what had happened, he ducked into his car and smeared on a grease paint mustache, and was instantly recognized. So you see, real people are pretty stupid too. ^_^

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Superman’s Daughter (Tim Drake

Request: Nope.

Prompt: You’re Superman’s daughter with no powers.

Relationship: Tim Drake x reader, Brother!Jon x Sister!Reader, Father!Kal x Daughter! Reader

Warning: Suicide Attempt, Smut, Cursing?

Word Count: 7128

A/N: I may/may not have cried writing this.

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(Y/N)’s POV

“Behave at school” Dad said to me as I headed towards the door,

“Cause I’m going to use these superpowers, that I totally have” I say sarcastically,

“(Y/N), I know you’re annoyed that Johnathan has-”

“I don’t care. See you later” I say cutting Mum off and storming out of the house, my name is (Y/N) Kent and I am the eldest child of Lois Lane, or should I say Kent, and Clark Kent, aka Superman, and I have zero superpowers, I entered the school building and was immediately bombarded with insults and crap being thrown at me, well if you count being hated by everyone as a superpower, that’s mine, I got to my locker and grabbed my folders before slamming it shut and walking to class, I sat in the back corner like usual and paid no attention to the lesson,

“Miss Kent” The teacher said gaining my attention, “What’s the answer?” She asked mentioning the equation on the board,

“Thirty-seven-point-nine” I answered, her eyes widened as she nodded and moved on to the next question, I smirked slightly before I felt someone looking at me, I turned a small bit to find that it was Tim Drake, as soon as he realised I noticed him, he faced the front and lowered his head.

***

“(Y/N)! I’m going over to Batman’s with Johnathan; do you want to join?!” Dad called upstairs, I put my shoes on along with a hoodie and went downstairs,

“Why do you still call him Batman when you know his name?” I asked, he ignored me and came to pick me up, “I’ll walk” I say leaving the house,

“(Y/N)!” Johnathan called after me before he appeared next to me,

“What do you want?” I asked,

“I’m walking with my big sister” He smiled making me sigh and turn to him,

“Why don’t you just show off that you’ve got powers and leave me alone” I snap, his face dropped as he stopped in his place, I rolled my eyes and continued walking away, I arrived at the Wayne Manor and was met by Alfred opening the door,

“Miss Kent, it’s always a pleasure to see you” He smiled, I gave him a small one before he lead me to the Cave, where Johnathan and Dad were along with Bruce, Dick, Jason and Damian,

“Oh look, it’s the useless one” I heard Damian mutter making me stop and turn to him,

“(Y/N), behave” Dad warned,

“What did I do?” I asked throwing my hands up,

“Just behave” He sighed, I rolled my eyes and folded my arms,

“F*ck this, I’m off” I mumbled as I left the cave and the manor.

“(Y/N)!” Dad yelled as he came from the air, I stopped and turn to glare at him,

“What?!” I snapped,

“Watch that mouth, or-”

“You’ll what? Teach me a lesson? Or maybe ground me? It’s pretty obvious that you don’t like me!” I snapped cutting him off

“(Y/N) (M/N) Kent-”

“Don’t even bother using my name, it’s about the only thing you’ve given to me and you treat me like I’m a civilian! I am fed up being treated like I’m garbage!” I yelled cutting him off again and stunning him, I also noticed the Bat-family stood behind him with Johnathan, “It’s obvious that Johnathan’s yours and Mum’s favourite because he’s got powers! I don’t even remember the last time you asked me about my day at school! It’s always been Johnathan! And I hate you all for that!” I screamed as tears appeared in my eyes,

“(Y/N)…” He trailed off as he struggled to find something to say,

“Forget it” I say as I turned around and left the manor.

***

Tim’s POV

“Bruce!” Clark yelled as he and Johnathan came into the Cave,

“What do you want?” Bruce asked as he turn to face him

“It’s (Y/N), she hasn’t returned home” He said,

“Are you really surprised?” I asked folding my arms,

“Tim” Bruce said in a warning tone,

“I’m sorry Bruce, but they don’t pay attention to her. I mean, did you even know that she gets bullied at school?” I asked making Clark’s face drop,

“She gets bullied?” He asked,

“Yeah, everyone in that school hates her guts because of how smart she is. I mean, yesterday she wasn’t even paying attention in Maths and she got asked to answer something and she got it correct, that lunch she was attacked in the toilets” I spat.

“Tim that’s enough” Bruce said,

“Whatever. I’m going to find her” I say,

“I’ll help” Jason said joining me, “Why don’t you help her when she’s getting bullied?” he asked as we searched the city for her, I shrugged

“I don’t what to do” I replied, he chuckled

“Red Robin unable to help a girl from being bullied because he doesn’t know what to do” He chuckled, I rolled my eyes,

“Highly amusing” I say, he shrugged before pointing up to the church roof to see a figure,

“Suicide jumper” He said,

“I’ll talk them down. You’re not exactly the sentimental type” I say, “I’ll observe from afar” He said leaning against a chimney, I went up and noticed it was (Y/N) making my eyes widen, I removed my mask and approached her slowly, “(Y/N)?” I say making her gasp facing me, she had red puffy eyes and she was crying,

“Leave me alone” She said turning back,

“I’m not going to do that. Your Dad’s worried about you” I say, she scoffed

“He’s likely worried that his reputation will drop” She spat,

“Maybe he is, but what about Johnathan? He’s your little brother and what will happen to him you do this?” I asked, she sighed looking up to the sky,

“Every day of my life is hell, I can’t take it anymore. I just want it to be over” She sobbed, she took a deep breath turning around so she was facing me before opening her arms out wide and falling backwards,

“No!” I yelled as I jumped off after her, I wrapped my arm around her waist before grappling on to a building and rolled along roof, I sighed sitting up and looking towards her “Don’t you ever do that again” I say,

“I’m sorry” She sobbed making me sigh as I pulled her into a hug,

“It’s alright. I’ve got you” I whispered rocking her,

“Tim are you-(Y/N)” Jason said as he jogged over to us, I gave him a look of relief to which he returned with a nod, a few moments later, (Y/N)’s sobs stopped making me look down to see her asleep,

“She’s cried so much, that she’s exhausted” I say,

“Let’s take her to the manor” Jason said as I stood up with her in my arms, I nodded before making our way to the manor we arrived and I put her in my bed before changing out of my outfit, and going back up into my room, I noticed some paper in her hoodie pocket so I pulled it out and read it to see it was a suicide note, I threw it in the bin and dropped myself in the desk chair, I looked over at (Y/N)’s sleeping form and sighed.

***

(Y/N)’s POV

I woke up in a bed making me panic before I noticed Tim asleep in the desk chair, the memories of last night went through my mind making tears come to my eyes, I quickly wiped them away as Tim woke up,

“(Y/N), how long have you been awake?” he asked,

“Not long” I answered, it fell silent between us,

“Thanks for last night” I say, he nodded

“From now on, I’m going to be there for you, okay?” He said, I gave a very weak smile towards him before jumping as Jason burst into the room,

“Clark’s here for her” He said, my eyes widened as I shook my head

“Where is she?!” I heard Dad yelled making my breathing rate picked up.

“Jay, can you-?”

“Don’t sweat it. Go now, because I don’t think Bruce’s going to hold him back for much longer” He said cutting Tim off, Tim nodded to him before grabbing my hand and taking me out on the balcony before he jumped off,

“I’ll catch you” he said, I jumped off and just like he said, he caught me, we escape the grounds and went to a diner for breakfast, after we ordered we chatted for a bit, “Quick question, but can you fight?” he asked, I lowered my head and shook it, he gave my hand a reassuring squeeze making me look up at him to find him smiling at me, “Would you like me to teach you?” He asked, I nodded as our food was placed in front of us.

***

We arrived back at the Manor after breakfast and was immediately met by Bruce,

“Do you know that your parents are worried sick?” He questioned, I avoided his gaze “Well?” he asked,

“Bruce back off” Jason said as he came over to us,

“Stay out of this Jason” Bruce said, Jason stood in front of me

“No, you saw how she was yesterday, she tried to kill herself” Jason argued, whispering the last part, Bruce looked at me with sympathy, I dropped my head as he sighed

“She can stay, but Clark will get her eventually” He said making me look up at him and give him a nod of gratitude,

“Alfred, can you set up a room for (Y/N)” He said, Alfred smiled and nodded

“I’ll get started right away” He said,

“Shall we start on your lessons?” Tim asked as Jason and Bruce walked away, I nodded and he took me down into the cave where Dick and Damian where training,

“What she doing here?” Damian sneered,

“I suggest you keep that mouth shut before I shut it for you” Tim threatened, he scoffed and continued to train.

***

I had been at the Wayne Manor for just over a month and I could tell that I was getting stronger, mentally and physically, Bruce and the boys were out patrolling while Alfred and myself were in the cave, Alfred on the computers and I was working out,

“Relax Master Tim, Miss (Y/N) is still here. She’s actually working out” Alfred said, he sighed and looked over to me, “Master Tim has requested to speak to you” He said, I dropped from the pull-up bar and walked over to the computer,

“What’s up, Tim?” I asked,

“You know exactly, what’s up. I told you to rest, you’ll overwork yourself” He said,

“Hypocrite” Jason said

“I’m fine, Tim, you don’t have to worry” I reassured,

“Just go easy” He sighed,

“Come back safe, all of you” I say before going over to weights, they was a thud outside making me put the weights on the floor and look around, seconds later Dad and Johnathan flew in,

“(Y/N), you’re coming home this instance” Dad said as he landed in front of me,

“No” I say,

“Your mother is worried sick” He said,

“So? For once in my goddamn life, I feel wanted” I say as he came closer to me,

“You’ve always been wanted. Just come home” He argued grabbing my arm, I flipped him on to his back making him let go of me, I made my way over to Alfred

“Give me the knife” I demanded,

“The knife, but we’re not sure if it harms you” he said,

“I’ll be fine. Give it me” I say, he reluctantly gave me the Kryptonite knife and I turned to Dad to see horror etched into his face,

“Put it down (Y/N)” He said,

“I’m not going back without a fight” I growled twirling the knife in my hand.

“You leave me no other choice” He said before coming at me, I avoided him and sliced his arm making him hiss in pain,

“Dad!” Johnathan yelled gaining my attention, “(Y/N), please come home. I miss you” He pleaded, I lowered my guard and sighed before Dad grabbed me from behind restricting my movements,

“Let me go!” I growled,

“Johnathan, the knife” Dad said, Johnathan approached me with caution but as he got in range, I used his body to flip over Dad, stabbing him in the shoulder, engines came to a stop making me look up and see Bruce and the boys stood there staring at me in surprise.

“I won’t return home until I’m ready, so get that through your thick skull” I say as he stood up, he sighed and came for one last attempt but I punched him across the face and held the knife to his throat, “Leave” I growled, his eyes widened but he gave up and left the cave with Johnathan’s help, I handed Alfred the knife back and looked towards the Bat gang, “What?” I asked,

“I’m impressed” Damian commented as he came towards me, “Perhaps you’re not useless after all” He said before walking past me,

“You kicked ass! More importantly Superman’s ass!” Dick yelled as he gave me a hug, I patted his back making him let go and go change, Bruce nodded in approval making me give a small smile, Jason came up to me and gave me a high-five,

“A little more training and I’d say you’ll be ready for the streets” He whispered before going to change, then Tim came up to me,

“You know when I said take it easy, I didn’t mean fight Superman, right?” He said making me chuckle,

“It wasn’t on my list-to-do” I say as he picked up my hand that I had punched Dad with, to reveal it swollen and bruised,

“I’m gonna guess it’s broken” He said lightly touching it making me wince, “Definitely. Bruce!” Tim yelled,

“What’s up?” He asked coming over to us,

“(Y/N)’s broken her hand” He said,

“I’m not surprised! She punch the man of steel in the face!” Dick called over.

***

I sighed as I entered the cave to find Dad and Johnathan here, it’s been a couple of months since we fought,

“Try not to break your other hand” Dick said as he noticed me making Dad and Johnathan turn around, I gave Dick a deadpan look as he smiled brightly at me, I rolled my eyes before my phone began vibrating,

“Hello?” I answered leaving the cave to get better reception,

“(Y/N), help” Mum whispered before I heard gunfire in the background making my eyes widened as I ran back into the cave and up to the computer, to locate her.

“That’s where Lois is” Dad said as I grabbed a couple of pistols,

“Tim’s close by as well” Bruce said as I climbed on Jason’s motorcycle,

“Hey!” he yelled as I took off,

“(Y/N), what’s going on?” Bruce asked, I ignored him and raced through the traffic, I arrived at the bank Mum was in and Tim noticed me,

“What are you doing here?” he asked,

“Some assholes are shooting that bank up with my Mum inside” I growled,

“You’re not bulletproof” he said,

“I’m well aware, but she’s my mother, I can’t leave her to die” I say before creeping into the bank, I noticed Mum in the crowd of people who were surrounded by 3 people wearing balaclavas meaning there’s more people down below, I took a deep breath as I pulled out the pistols before coming out of my cover and shoot two of the guys in the chest making the crowd scream as the third open fired on me, I slid into a different cover, they ran out of bullets so I poke out of the cover and shot him in the chest,

“(Y/N)” Mum said as she got up and ran over to me, giving me a hug “When I said help I meant get your father” She said pulling away,

“Alright everyone make your way out of the building” I ordered, they did so and I kept guard, another two men came up and began firing at the last few, which was a mother with three kids, I pulled the kids into some cover as Mum helped the mother out of the door, “Right, when I stand up and shoot the men I want you to run out of the door, understood?” I asked, they nodded, “Ready? Three, two, one. Go” I say as I stood up and began shooting they ran out of the door and I sighed in relief as I took the men down and ran out of bullets, I made my way out of the door before I heard a gunshot,

“(Y/N)!” Tim yelled, I turned around in time just to see him shelter me from the bullet, he gave me a weak smile and fell to the floor, my eyes widened before I glared at the guns man, who had removed his mask and was smirking but it dropped as laser beams came from my eyes and hit his gun out his hands, Dad arrived on the scene with Johnathan, I picked Tim up and flew to the closest hospital, they took him in for an immediate operation and I was sat in the waiting room,

“Please god, anyone but him” I muttered,

“Tim Drake” A doctor said making me stand up,

“Yes” I say,

“Follow me” She said before she lead me down a corridor, “We managed to remove the bullet and prevented any further damage to occur” She explained as we stopped outside a room.

“But?” I asked,

“He’s in a coma. It’s just a waiting game” She said, I sighed

“Can I?” I asked mentioning the room, she gave a small smile and nodded before walking away, I entered the room to see him attach to multiple machine’s, I moved a chair closer to his bed and sat down, “You promised that you’d be there for me, so I’m going to be here for you” I say taking his hand in mine and giving it a light squeeze.

***

“Hey” Jason said as he, Dick and Damian came in,

“Hi guys” I say standing up receiving a hug of each of them,

“Any improvement?” Dick asked as I sat down, I shook my head, Tim had been in a coma for a month and a half,

“We brought you some food” Damian said as he handed me a takeaway bag, I gave him a weak smile and took it off him before setting it on the floor next to me before looking at Tim’s comatose body, Dick sighed

“We’ll come visit for longer tomorrow but the city needs us” He said, I nodded and waved them bye as they left the room, minus Jason,

“When was the last time you got a full night’s sleep?” He asked, I shrugged “Come on, (Y/N). You may have superpowers now but that doesn’t mean you don’t have to take care of your health” He said, I rolled my eyes making him sigh before he kissed the top of my head “See you tomorrow” He said before leaving the room, I picked the takeaway bag up, opened it and ate it, I put the rubbish in the bin just as the night nurse came to check on him, she gave me a smile,

“You’re still awake?” She asked, I nodded, she sighed as she got a blanket out and wrapped it around my shoulders, “I find it very cute, I don’t think I’ve seen you outside of this room, since your boyfriend’s came in” She said,

“He’s not my boyfriend” I say as I felt heat flood to my face, she chuckled

“My mistake, try to get some sleep sweetie” She smiled as she exited the room, I sighed as I took his hand in mine, my eyes fell heavy so I rested my head on my arm, that was on his bed and fell asleep.

***

It had been six months since Tim got into the coma and most of the doctors were giving up on hope, I was curled up on my chair silently begging for him to become conscious, I felt tears run down my cheeks making me sigh as I rested my head on my knees and cried, this had been happening a lot more frequently, I heard the room door open making me look up to see Mum and Dad come in,

“Oh honey” Mum said as I got up and gave her a hug,

“I can’t lose him” I sobbed, as she stroked my hair,

“I know honey, I know” She said as she pulled away, only for Dad to give me a hug causing me to cry harder into him,

“It’s my fault. It’s all my fault” I cried,

“No, no it’s not. Please, don’t blame yourself” He said as he began to rock me.

“I don’t know what to do if I lose him. I care for him too much” I say pulling away, he cupped my face and wiped my tears away, which were replaced by new ones,

“No matter what happens, I’ll-no we’ll be with you the whole way” He said, I nodded and sat back down in my chair staring at Tim’s body,

“We’ll see you later, honey” Mum said as they both kissed my head before leaving the room, “We’ve got to do something Clark” Mum said,

“What can we do?” He asked,

“I don’t know, just something, I can’t have my baby like that, it hurts me because I can’t do anything to get rid of her pain” Mum choked up,

“I know, Lois, I know” Dad said.

***

I was woken up by someone stroking my hair, I sat up and rubbed my face before noticing Tim sat up in his bed smiling at me, my eyes widened

“Tim!” I yell as I gave him a hug, he chuckled as he returned the hug, I began to cry as I pulled away,

“Hey, don’t cry” He said wiping the tears away,

“I thought I was going to lose you. I don’t know what I would’ve done without you” I cried as he pulled me back into a hug,

“Well, there’s no need to cry because I’m back and I don’t plan on going anywhere soon” He smiled pulling away, I smiled back.

“How long have you been awake?” I asked,

“A couple hours” He said, my eyes widened

“Why didn’t you wake me?!” I say,

“You looked like you need the sleep” He said, I sighed as I sat back on my chair, “So, what have I missed?” He asked,

“Well, seconds after you took the bullet my superpowers made an appearance” I say,

“What? Really?” He asked, I nodded

“You haven’t used them since have you?” He asked, I shook my head

“I’ve sat in this chair throughout the months” I say, he shook his head

“That’s bad for your health” He said, I shrugged

“What did you expect me to do, share your bed?” I say,

“It wouldn’t have bothered me” He shrugged,

“I think it might have bothered the doctors” I say.

After a couple hours, he was discharged from the hospital and told to take it easy, Mum came to pick us up since it was night and the boys were all patrolling,

“It’s nice to see you awake, Tim” Mum smiled as he got into the back seat,

“It’s good to be awake, Mrs Kent” He said smiling back,

“So, what’s the hospital orders?” She asked,

“He has to take it easy, which means no Red Robin for at least two months” I say,

“Two months?! Come on (Y/N)” He pleaded,

“Not negotiable” I say,

“Fine, but that means you’re not out them two months as well” He said, I shrugged

“Fair enough” I say making him pout and Mum laugh as she pulled up to the Manor, I got out and waited for Tim to get out.

“She really cares for you, you know?” Mum said,

“I care for her as well. Thanks for the ride” He said before getting out,

“Welcome home” I say as Mum drove away, we went inside and I took him up into his room,

“Still the same” He smiled as he sat on his bed,

“Want anything to eat? Drink?” I asked,

“Please” He answered,

“What do you want?” I asked,

“Surprise me” He replied, I shook my head as I made my way down to the kitchen, to find a load of cookies, I ate one and smiled

“Jason’s stress baking” I chuckle as I picked up a bottle of milk, two glasses and the bowl of cookies and took them to his room,

“Cookies and milk?” he said, I nodded

“You said to surprise you, plus it looked like Jason has been stress baking” I explained as I sat down on his bed placing the cookies in the middle of us and handing him a glass of milk.

Tim’s POV

After hours of joking around, (Y/N) had fallen asleep due to her exhaustion, I removed her glass from her hands and set it on the bedside table along with the empty cookie bowl and my glass, I covered her up and smiled,

“God I love you” I confessed before kissing her forehead, turning out the light and getting under the covers myself, I was dosing off when (Y/N) began to move about, muttering my name, I threw an arm over her waist and held her hand which seemed to put her at ease making me smile before I fell asleep.

***

“Please tell me they confessed” I heard Damian say,

“The sexual tension between them is so thick that you could cut it with a knife” Jason said,

“Shut up” Dick growled as I sat up and rubbed my face to see the three of them surrounding my bed, I raised an eyebrow,

“What are you guys doing?” I asked,

“We came to check on you” Dick smiled,

“So, talking about sexual tension is checking on me?” I say,

“Todd, you and your big gob” Damian growled,

“You’re too young to be hearing that sort of stuff, Damian” (Y/N) said as she sat up herself,

“Am not” He argued, she raised an eyebrow

“Really? So, have you had the talk with Bruce yet?” she asked leaning on her hand.

“What talk?” He asked,

“Too young. Get out” She said, Jason and Dick escorted Damian out of the room as he asked various questions, Dick closed the door behind them but not before he gave us a wink,

“Well, that’s one way to be woken up in a morning” I said, she nodded “Listen, I have to tell you something” I say,

“What?” She asked as she turned to me,

“I…love…you…” I muttered, a smile broke on to her face as she cupped my face and kissed me, I immediately returned it and laid her down, as I hovered over her, she broke away,

“I love you too” She smiled, I smiled back and gave her another kiss, we broke apart when someone cleared their throat, we looked towards the door to see Bruce, Clark and Lois stood there, the looks on Bruce and Clark’s face were showing that they weren’t impressed, but Lois had a massive smile on her face as she held back her excitement, I got off (Y/N) and we stood up, looking at the floor, Lois let out a squeal making us both look up only to be hugged by her,

“I’m so happy. My baby girl’s growing up” She said as she pulled away,

“Lois” Clark said,

“Oh come on boys, we knew this would happen sooner or later” She said facing them and folding her arms, they both look at each other and sighed before they pulled us into a group hug,

“Group hug!” Dick yelled before he, Jason and Damian join it as well.

***

(Y/N)’s POV

“So, have you tapped that yet?” I heard Jason ask Tim as I trained with Damian,

“What?!” Tim asked with nervousness in his voice,

“Come on, Damian, if you’re want to beat my brother, then try harder” I say as I avoided his fist,

“Alright, Timmy, listen. There’s only so long that you can ignore your hormones” Jason said making me chuckle as avoided Damian’s roundhouse kick,

“Jay, I have no idea what you’re on about” Tim said,

“I believe what Jason is trying to say is that you and (Y/N) having been dating a year and it’s about time you take it to the next level” Dick said which distracted me allowing Damian to knock me to the floor, I began laughing making the three of them turn to me as I got up,

“Not bad” I say trying to contain my laughter.

“What is she laughing about?” Jason asked,

“She heard everything you were talking about, as did I” Dad said appearing next to them, Dick and Jason’s face dropped as Tim’s turned red, I chuckled and shook my head at them as Dick and Jason ran away but Tim was frozen to the spot with embarrassment making me smile,

“So, are you going to?” Kara asked as she appeared next me making me jump,

“Kara?! When did you get here?” I asked as I pulled her into a hug, she laughed and returned it,

“Just now, your Dad told me you finally got your powers” She said pulling away,

“Yeah, I’m kicking ass” I say making her smile.

“So, who’s your boyfriend?” She asked,

“Tim Drake” I say, she wrapped an arm around my shoulders,

“So…” She trailed off,

“Kara no” Dad said,

“I’m giving my favourite cousin some advice” She said making me hide my face in embarrassment, “Aw, she’s shy” Kara said,

“No, I’m embarrassed” I groaned as I got out of her grip, I noticed that it was only me, Dad and Kara in the cave,

“You really like the boy, don’t you?” Dad asked, I nodded looking at the floor, he sighed “I’m not going to get involved but just be safe” He said, I felt heat flood to my cheeks as I nodded,

“Have fun” Kara whispered before her and Dad left, I groaned and sat in the computer chair, I was pulled out of my daydream when Bruce and the boys appeared,

“Tim, (Y/N) it’s your night off” Bruce said, we both nodded glancing at each other, I noticed Jason and Dick smirk at each other.

***

Tim and I were sat up in his room, him on his computer while I was on my phone on his bed,

“I’m so bored” I complained as I tossed my phone to the side and sat up, Tim looked at me as he came over to me,

“You know, since we’ve got the whole house to ourselves we can have fun and not worry about being caught” He smirked.

"Wha-" I was cut off by him kissing me, which I immediately returned, he made his way on top of me as he bit my lip slightly asking for entrance I teasingly denied, causing him to groan and squeezed my ass making me gasp allowing him to slip his tongue in and we fought for dominance, I moaned slightly, and bucked my hips making him groan, he won the battle for dominance and pinned my wrists above my head and began to kiss my neck, “Tim…Please..." I pleaded.

"(Y/N).... Patience..." He whisper as he pulled off my shirt and nuzzled his face between my chest, "So... soft... but this is in the way" He pulled my bra off and started licking my boob, sucking and nipping,

"Tim…" I moaned as I squirmed in pleasure, he moved his hand into my lower region and started playing with it,

"Already wet I see" He smirked as he stopped playing with my breasts and pulled down my pants, starting to tease my entrance, he started by sucking on my clit then licking around my lips, eventually, he started thrusting two fingers inside and sucking on my clit.

"Oh, Tim…It feels so good" I moaned, he pulled out his fingers and put them in his mouth, tasting my juices, I bit my lip as he pulled down his pants and slowly inserted himself inside me, making us both moan, loudly, "Tim...Faster please" I begged, he started bucking faster an harder, he lifted up my leg to get an angle, I moaned louder as he hit my spot,

"(Y/N)” He grunted as he let go of my leg and came to kiss me,

“Tim, I think I'm gonna-"

"Me too" he said cutting me off,

"Tim!"

"(Y/N)!" We yelled as we came undone, he pulled out and fell to the side of me, we both laid there panting and smiling at each other,

“We better pray to god that I don’t get pregnant” I panted, his face dropped.

“Sh*t” he said making me chuckle as I rested my head on his chest and he stroked my head, “I guess that means you’re not up for round two in the shower then” He said, I raised an eyebrow as I looked up to him,

“If it’s going to be as good as that, then I’m up for it” I smirked,

“I’ll put pro-”

“Forget about the protection, we’re not kids anymore Tim” I say cutting him off as I got up and made my way to his ensuite, “So, you coming or not?” I asked as I turned the shower on and got in, as Tim got in, he stared at me before pressing his lips against mine. I kissed back as the hot water slide down our bodies, he licked my bottom lip, I granted him permission as his tongue traveled around his new territory, he moved his fingers down to my lower region and rubbed it causing me to muffled a moan as Tim pulled away from the kiss and went down there and started to lick, making me moan from the pleasure, I felt the knot in my stomach grow tighter and came as Tim licked me clean, he gently laid me on the shower floor and position himself, before put himself inside of me and began thrusting.

After some time, I got tired of waiting and flip him so he was on bottom, I bounced on top of him as he held onto my waist, both of us moaning from pleasure, I suddenly felt myself come undone, again, along with him, both of us screaming loudly, I slide off of him and made my way down to his cock, leaving marks on my way down, I licked his tip making him groan as I started to suck, he moaned loudly as I kept bobbing my head up and down, he finally came, for the third time, in my mouth, I swallowed his sperm, and he panted as he held me close, the water still flowing down our bodies,

"God, I love you” He said kissing my forehead, I smiled

"I love you too” I say as I felt my eyelids getting heavier.

***

I was woken up by Tim stroking my hair as I was laid on his chest

“Morning” I say, he kissed my forehead,

“You left quite the marks on me” He said, I smirked

“Just making sure that everyone knows you’re mine” I say as I rested my chin on my hand as I faced him,

“We should do this every night we’re off together” He smirked, I returned it as I kissed him,

“We should head down for breakfast. Now…where are my clothes?” I asked as I sat up,

“Um, I think I threw them in that direction” he said mentioning the left of the bed,

“Well I’m only seeing my bra and pants” I commented as I got up and put them on,

“You can wear this then” He said throwing me his top, I smiled as I put it on, it stopped mid-thigh, before we made our way down into the kitchen, to find that Jason, Dick and Damian were already in there, they all stared at us as we walked over to the counter to get some cereal,

“Are you getting the vibe?” I heard Jason whispered,

“That they’ve done it? Yes, so hard” Dick whispered back,

“What have they done?” Damian asked, I chuckled making Tim raise an eyebrow,

“Dick and Jason are getting the vibe that we’ve done it and Damian’s so clueless” I whispered making him smirk before I sat down at the table,

“So, how was your night off?” Dick asked leaning on his hand,

“Alright, I suppose” I shrugged as Tim sat next to me, Jason raised an eyebrow, Damian sighed and got up leaving the kitchen.

“Is that we found your clothes scattered around his room?” Jason smirked,

“You came into my room?!” Tim snapped, I bit my lip to hold in my laughter

“Just please tell me that you used protection” Dick said, Tim and I glanced at each other,

“You didn’t?!” Jason said as he began laughing,

“You do realise that if Bruce or Kent find out you’re both dead” Dick said,

“We’re not kids, Dick” Tim said,

“And as Jason said, the sexual tension was thiiiiick” I dragged out, they both stared at us and turned to each other, “Plus, Dad said that he wouldn’t get involved but if he does I can kick his ass” I say folding my arms,

“Can you now?” He asked from the kitchen door, where he, Mum, Bruce, Kara, Johnathan and Damian stood, Mum noticed the way I was dressed and let out a deep sigh,

“They did it. They f*cking did it!” Kara yelled as she shook Dad, who looked like he was restraining himself, but he wasn’t the only one in that boat, Bruce was as well,

“Mum, what’s Kara on about?” Johnathan asked,

“A chat to have with your father another time” She said as she took Damian and Johnathan away, Kara came into the kitchen and hugged us both,

“So, when you planning to have kids?” She asked,

“Kara” I groaned in embarrassment as Dad gave her a glare,

“What? I want to see a hybrid of a Superman and Batman” She said innocently, I sighed rubbing my temples.

***

It had been a couple months since Tim and I first did it,

“Hey Tim?” I called out from his ensuite,

“Yeah” he said as he appeared in the door way, he frozen when he noticed the test in my hands,

“We’re going to parents” I say as I handed him the positive test, he stared at it trying to come to grips with the news before he tackled me with a hug,

“Your Dad’s going to kill me” He said making me laugh as I pulled away,

“You’re not getting out of it that easy” I say making him smile as he pulled me into a kiss, I heard the doorbell go,

“Mr Kent, always a pleasure to see you and your family” Alfred answered,

“Well, my family’s got here so let’s go break the news” I say as I took the test off him and took his hand, we entered the living room where everyone was sat talking,

“Ah it’s the power couple” Jason said from his spot in the armchair, I threw the test on the coffee table gaining everyone’s attention as they stared at it, Kara let out an excited squeal as she jumped over the couch and gave us a hug, she pulled away and began rambling on about all the things that she’s going to do but stopped as Dad came over to us,

“You didn’t use protection?” He asked through gritted teeth as he glared at Tim, his eyes glowing red,

“You said you wouldn’t get involved” I growled as I stood in front of Tim, glaring at him,

“Clark”

“(Y/N)” Mum and Tim said in unison as they tried to get us to back down, wasn’t going to happen as we both pulled away from their grips,

“You may be pregnant but that doesn’t mean I’ll go easy” Dad said,

“Wasn’t planning on getting any special treatment” I say,

“You hurt my grandchild Clark Kent, and you won’t see them be born” Mum threatened, he didn’t move a muscle.

“If you’re going to fight, take it outside” Alfred spoke up, Dad walked out of the Manor making me smirk as I went out with the others following,

“Kal, she’s your daughter for godsake!” Kara yelled as he threw the first punch, I prepared myself to block it but no impact came, I noticed Johnathan hovering in front of me with bright red eyes as Dad was on his back,

“I suggest you re-think your actions, father” He said,

“Johnathan, this is between your sister and me, stay out of it” Dad said as he got up,

“No” He said as he took Dad up into the sky making my eyes widened as Tim ran over to me with Mum, Kara let out a groan as she went into the sky herself.

***

I sighed as I got up from bed since Jack began crying, I made my way into his and Diana’s room to find Tim already cradling his son in his arms, quietening him down, I smiled at the sight and admired it, I had given birth to twins, a boy, Jack Peter Drake, and a girl, Diana Janet Drake, and surprisingly it had stopped the fighting between the Bat-family and the Super-family completely, which was a relief, I went over to him and wrapped my arms around his chest as I leaned my head against him,

“Looks like you woke your mother, after all” Tim whispered before he kissed my forehead,

“Just like his father, not wanting to sleep” I teased before I heard Diana babbling to herself, I picked her out of her crib and cradled her in my arms, she squealed as she reach for my hair, I smiled at her, she had my hair but Tim’s eyes, Jack had Tim’s eyes and hair, neither had shown any signs of having powers but I wasn’t ruling it out since it took sixteen years for mine to show,

“Let’s go to bed” Tim whispered as he went to leave with Jack, I followed him into our room, I got on my half of the bed and laid Diana down in the middle of us both as Tim to Jack, Diana played with my fingers and eventually dosed off but kept a firm, grip on my index finger, Jack and Tim had already fallen asleep making me smile as I admire my family before falling asleep myself.

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