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michaeljoncarter · 1 year

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Not to be mean, but to be mean, Jon was an annoying kid and Chris is so much better. Chris' whole character arc is so good and Clark and Lois adopting a child was such a good concept. Clark doing for a kid what his Ma and Pa did to him will never not be better. Also, what is your opinion of the twins Lois and Clark adopted recently? And how do you fill about Kon (kinda) stealing Mon's place as an adoptive brother of Clark? I just don't get why Clark can't have two brothers instead of one.

the twins are… fine? i've honestly never had less of an opinion on something. they're there. i don't hate them. that's about it. honestly, i feel like the fact that i've gotten approximately 900 asks talking about all the various superkids over the past couple days and not a single person thought to mention the twins says more about their impact that i could lol

and oh boy. ok. i have MANY thoughts about the mess that is the current version of mon-el and about mon & kon in general. this is about to be stupidly long and borderline incomprehensible

the crimes committed against mon-el in rebirth have nothing to do with kon. this is yet another thing that's been done solely to prop up jon

i'm clinging to every scrap of self restraint i have to not fly off into a whole spiel about the specifics of it because like. jesus christ. it is zero exaggeration probably the worst comic i've ever read. but in short, bendis essentially turned the entire legion into a jon kent fanclub in his cursed losh reboot, and mon was just one of many casualties

he was turned into this weird oc whose only character traits are being jealous of jon, throwing temper tantrums, and saying shit with weirdly racist undertones. and also he's kryptonian now for some reason. and a biological member of the el family. and jon is his grandfather. i guess. hell is real

and just because i know most people only know mon from the cursed hexed evil cw supergirl version, which really isn't that different from bendis's version (i doubt that's a coincidence tbh), i gotta stress how completely opposite that character is to how he's been characterized in the comics

again, not gonna get into specifics in the interest of not having this turn into a novella, but here's a quick comparison just to give you a sense of how bad it really is. (i'm sure there are better examples in older comics, but i read bendis's losh at the same time i was reading the New Krypton saga, and this one in particular caused me physical pain)

(Adventure Comics (2009) #11)

(Legion of Super-Heroes (2021) #9)

(Adventure Comics (2009) #11)

(Legion of Super-Heroes (2021) #9)

i'm focusing on mon here, but again, the ENTIRE legion was just as horribly character assassinated for jon's benefit. mon's was one of the worst imo, but it wasn't the worst. spare a thought for the brainiac 5 girlies, who had to see their boy drained of literally all recognizable traits & turned into to jon's Quirky, airheaded sidekick

here's another New Krypton comparison just because

(Last Stand of New Krypton #3)

(Superman (2018) #15)

none of this was done for kon. again, it's another case of everything about a character being completely rewritten to make jon the main character of their story instead

before all this, mon & kon existed at the same time with zero problems for years. they were both allowed be in clark's life. one of my favorite storylines is actually mon's stint as superman stand-in during New Krypton, which does a lot of really good developing/exploring of their relationship. again, gonna hold back from getting into the specifics of it, but it essentially turns them into foils, and it's.... so good. they were so cute

(Superman #694)

even before this, they had a fairly lengthy history together. they haven't directly interacted that much compared to other characters, but still, i'd say erasing mon from superman comics arguably takes more away from kon than it does clark?

legion timelines are too convoluted to get into, but the 1990 shenanigans deleted clark from mon's origin, and in 1994, it was remixed so the role he played was given to kon instead

(Superboy (1994) #19)

it wasn't until infinite crisis in 2006 that the original version came back. since rebirth superman is post-crisis superman and flashpoint hit in 2011, if you wanna be pedantic about it, the rebirth version of clark only really knew mon for ~5 years, but (apart from a ~3 year blip post-infinite crisis) he & kon have had a relationship since 1994

they met for the first time less than 2 years after kon was first introduced, and his relationship with mon was what got kon involved with the legion for the first time... which has all now been completely erased because now jon and only jon is the main character of legion comics

(and it's not just kon this happened to. kara & clark have also had their histories with the legion and everyone in it completely wiped (along with just... the history of the legion as a whole) to give jon center stage)

honestly, i wish it'd been done in an attempt to give kon a more significant role in clark's life. that would be way less frustrating, way easier to fix than the mess we have now, and would also mean there was finally someone at dc who gave a shit about someone other than jon

#LONG post #ask #anonymous #conner kent #kon el #mon el #lar gand #and in the latest installment of 'unnecessarily wordy posts about things no one but me cares about' !!#tumblr lost its mind and deleted random sections of this like 10 times so. refusing to take responsibility for any weird mistakes #at one point i ctrl+ved and i have no idea where the hell it put what i had copied. lmk if you find a random sentence fragment in there lol #the switch to the new post editor is going well so far #god tbh the only reason i don't accuse bendis of straight up stealing mon-el's whole character and slapping it onto jon instead #is that no part of me is capable of believing that man read up on the legion well enough to even be aware of mon's history

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mistress-of-vos · 10 months

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Okay you all Bruce fans REALLY need to leave Lex alone because it literally makes no sense. Lex doesn't care about Bruce, Lex doesn't care about Batman, Lex doesn't care about Gotham!

I'm so f tired of coming to the tag dedicated to one of my fav characters only to see insecure Bruce Wayne fans crying and writing whatever horrible s**t they can come up with to "make fun" of Lex when we all know they are trying to prop Bruce up since apparently they can't deal with the fact that Bruce Wayne is a WHITE STRAIGHT RICH MAN that literally comes from generations of rich people that came from England and were more likely rich and noble ever since...

Bruce fans are so insecure about their supposed fav that they need to bring down a character that doesn't even care for Batman. Lex doesn't care for anyone but Superman and the Metropolis gang: Lex cares more about Lois, Jimmy, Kon, Jon, Lana, and literally any superfam character over Batman. Heck, Lex cares more about Batman's villains than Batman himself. So why do you all *need* to keep doing this? It's tiring, ridiculous and only shows huge ignorance on the canon material.

And that's something that has me DONE with batfam fans: They refuse to read the source material and feed themselves on ridiculous fanon media and semi official content like the webtoon and pretend that's what Batman is and then cry when they see that actual Batman is cruel, arrogant and sad. These batfam fans can't stand that in canon there's someone richer and smarter than Bruce that, hold on, doesn't care about Bruce or Gotham at all!

Sorry that Lex doesn't care about the bats? But you all batfam fans are so - irritating! Don't you all have enough villains obsessed with Batman? Why do you desperately need Lex? Why do you jealous over the Clex relationship so pathetically?

I know I talked about less than a week ago but aren't you, Lex fans, tired of putting up with this? Why is it acceptable to destroy such a beautifully written character like Lex to prop up Bruce? I am tired, and I won't hold my words back anymore.

#lex luthor #superfam #superman comics #superman #rant #discourse #comic discourse #clex girlies i know you share my frustration #bruce wayne fans stay away from lex luthor challenge #spoiler #you always fail #see how I'm not tagging bruce here cuz i know invading spaces is rude #you all should learn

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desolationofzara · 7 years

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Oops...

Characters: Conner Kent, Jon Kent, Damian Wayne, Tim Drake (mentioned)

Pairing: Damijon, implied TimKon

Summary: Kon was just SO TIRED and wanted to crash on Jons couch...

A/N: SLIGHT NSFW!!! You know the drill, the boys are all aged up. (Jon is 19)

Enjoy!

Kon was exhausted in every sense of the word. He didn’t even know how he was standing on his own two feet, let alone flying. YJ had FINALLY come back from a long undercover mission, fixing whatever the hell the League fucked up in the first place. Kon sighs, looking at The Mountain. Does hes really want to sleep on a rock hard bed with someone waking him up every thirty minutes asking him about the mission? Or does he want to fly ALL the way back to Gotham so that he can sleep in his own apartment that he shared with Tim. Kon was so tired he wanted to whine and groan like a petulant child. Suddenly, a familiar laugh caught his super hearing.

Jon!

Jon had an apartment that was halfway to Gotham and Metropolis. That way, he’s close to his city that always needs Superboy; and he’s also close to his boyfriend for date nights and when the youngest Robin wanted to get himself into some shit. (Kon didn’t judge too hard. He has experience with Robins and their self-sacrificing tendencies.) Plus, Jon had AMAZING water pressure and a couch that was so comfortable, Kon proclaimed that it was made from the heavens. Sure, Kon missed Tim; but he lives with Tim. It’s not everyday that you can bug your not-so-little brother, especially when the Titans called on him as much as Young Justice calls on Kon.

Kon allowed himself to practically float there, deciding that he was too damn tired to actually put in the effort to fly. Kon finally made it to Jons balcony and opened it, rubbing his eyes.

“Jonny Buddy, is it cool is I crash here for a little bit?” Kon yawned, finally opening his eyes.

To be honest, Kon really wished he hadn’t.

Kon found Jon shirtless, laying in between Damian’s legs, his forearms on either side of Damians head, propping him up. Jons was a tangled, knotted mess, his eyes were glazed before snapping open wide. His lips were pink and swollen with harsh purple marks lining down his neck to his collarbone. The worst part of it was that Jon’s jeans hung dangerously low on his hips, and Damians tan hands were on the elastic band of his boxers.

No. The worst part is that they’re doing THAT on THE COUCH! That heavenly comfortable couch that Kon had slept on so many times in the past! That was basically HIS couch!

Kon didn’t know what to be more upset over. The fact that he caught his innocent little brother about to have sex, or the fact that he was about to have sex on the couch when there’s a bedroom like two feet away!

The couch.

He’s definitely more upset about the couch.

Two pairs of wide blue eyes stared at each other for a solid minute.

“If you don’t mind,” Damian broke the silence, a small smirk forming on his face “Id like to finish stealing your younger brothers innocence.”

Damian ran his hands up Jons back. He saw Jon grit his jaw and shiver. Kon held back a gag and ran out of Jons apartment with superspeed as he leap into the air; flying home as fast as he could.

Jon whined as he buried his now crimson colored face into the crook of Damians neck.

“If it makes you feel better, all of my brothers have caught us about to have sex.” Damian laughed under him.

“It doesn’t, it really doesn’t.” Jon practically wept.

“Then allow me to make you feel better.” Damian whispered into Jons ear, nibbling at it. Another shiver ran down Jons spine and they picked up from where Kon so rudely interrupted.

#damijon #jondami #supersons

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mayleebaby28 · 7 years

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Guys! I hit 100 followers! I am so thankful for all of you and I wrote you a little something as a thank you. It was an idea that literally just popped into my head tonight and I fucking love it.

In his head, it was Duke.

And yes, he knows that it wouldn’t happen.

But at night, Damian would dream about the older teen slamming him into the mattress and fucking him raw.

There were times when the teen woke up in the middle of the night sweating, writhing, on the edge of something incredible. He’d barely have to touch himself and he’d be shooting off onto his belly and chest, imagining the rough hands of the boy down the hall.

It made breakfast incredibly awkward sometimes because he’d look at Duke and remember how naked he had been in a dream the night before.

It took him about a year to grow out of that crush, and it took confiding in someone to do it. He didn’t want to talk to anyone about it, but Tim had heard him one morning while Damian was in the shower. The younger hadn’t meant to shout, but his lapse in self-control couldn’t be helped.

When he came out of the shower, Tim was sitting on his bed, flipping through his sketch pad.

“Excuse yourself.” Damian snarled, snatching the book away.

“There are a lot of pictures of Duke in there.” Tim pointed out, and Damian’s face flushed. He was lucky it was only the two of them there that morning. “Something you’d like to share with the class?”

“It is none of your business, Drake.” Damian growled, but Tim pat the spot beside him on the bed.

“Come on, I won’t tell anyone.” He said, and Damian sighed in defeat. He flopped down on the edge of the bed and tucked his hands between his knees.

“I think, perhaps, I have feelings for Thomas.” He mumbled.

“What kind of feelings?” Tim asked.

“Are you ignorant?” Damian snapped, turning to look at his brother.

“No, no, I mean, are they romantic feelings or,” Tim trailed off, not sure how to finish that sentence. “Something else.”

“I’m not sure what you mean. Are they not the same thing?” Damian asked, blinking owlishly at the man.

“Well love and lust aren’t the same thing, Damian.” Tim turned his body, bringing one leg up to rest on the bed so he could face Damian fully. “When you think about Duke, what do you think about?”

Damian blushed and turned his head away again, looking down at his lap.

“I suppose most of the time I think about his….his body.” Damian mumbled. “And touching him. Or him touching me.”

“You know, Damian, I had a crush on someone when I was young too.” Tim said. “But it wasn’t love. I wasn’t madly in love with this person, I was in lust with them.”

“I do not need to hear about your sexual fantasies-“

“And you won’t.” Tim laughed. “But you have to remember to separate the two. If you really wanted to date Duke, you’d think about doing so. You’d think about taking him out to dinner, holding his hand, maybe marrying him one day. But if all you’re thinking about is physical stuff, that just means you think he’s attractive and want to do….stuff.”

“I suppose that makes sense.”

“You’re at that age, Damian. You want to do stuff with people and have sex, but you know you’re still so young.” Tim reached out and ruffled Damian’s still damp hair, and the boy pulled away, but didn’t storm out as he once would have.

“Is it possible to get the thoughts to stop?” Damian asked.

“Not entirely. But you’ll grow out of it if that’s all it is. Sometimes if you form a good bond with that person, your mind won’t want to screw up that friendship. That’s how mine stopped.”

“Who did you have a crush on?” Damian asked cautiously. Tim laughed.

“Who do you think?” He asked before leaving the room, and Damian to his thoughts.

At one time, it was almost Jon.

In his mid-teens, he and Jon were not exactly an item, but in private they became something.

Damian thought perhaps he could love Jon in a way that was more than a friend, and at one point he thought he did. They were both 15, and they were stupidly blind.

He had Jon pinned down on the bed in his room, shirts were flung onto the floor, bodies were sweaty and breath was short.

“Damian?” Jon asked as the older boy moved down to suck hickeys into his chest.

“Hm?” He hummed, taking a nipple into his mouth. Jon moaned and ached up into Damian’s mouth. Whatever he was going to say was lost, and he let him continue down his chest to his abs then his hips where his jeans rested.

Then he found his words again.

“I don’t want to do this.” Jon blurted out, and Damian turned his gaze up at the boy. He was propping himself up in his elbows, blowing hair out of his eyes.

“No?”

“No.” He shook his head. “I’ve been thinking.”

Damian sighed and sat back on Jon’s thighs. The taller teen sat up, resting his hands on Damian’s jean-clad thighs.

“About?”

“Well, about sex and stuff. And I don’t think I’m ready for it.” Jon shook his head.

“I understand. We don’t have to have sex.” Damian nodded. “There are other things we could do if you’re ready for those.”

“Well that’s the thing. I don’t know if I am. Shouldn’t we be doing this with someone we’re in love with?” Jon asked, looking up into Damian’s icy blue eyes.

“I thought that you were perhaps in love with me.” He mumbled, blinking. He had thought that maybe this meant they were more than friends, and that meant they were in love, right?

“I mean, I love you. But I don’t think I’m in love with you, Damian. I mean, we’re not really a couple or anything. Don’t we have to date to fall in love?”

“I didn’t think so. I thought that what we do is love.” Damian said, putting a hand on Jon’s chest. “You’re very special to me. I thought I was the same to you.”

“You are, Damian. You’re my best friend. But I think that’s what we’re best at is being best friends. I don’t think being boyfriends would work for us. I’m sorry.” Jon explained, wrapping his hand around Damian’s.

“I suppose I understand.” Damian nodded, eyes downcast. “Perhaps it is best you leave.”

“Damian-“

“I want to be alone right now.” The older explained. He leaned forward for a small kiss on Jon’s cheek, then he got up and scooped his shirt up into his arms and fled the room, leaving the super thoroughly confused.

He ran down the hall to Tim’s room, not even bothering to knock, just throwing the door open. He was lucky that Tim was seated at his desk working and not on the bed where Kon was tossing a ball around using his TTK.

“Damian! The rules are you knock-“ Tim started to scold as he turned around, but he stopped when he saw his flushed face and watery eyes. “Are you okay?”

“Of course not, you amoeba!” Damian shouted, struggling into his t-shirt. Tim sighed and got up, helping to straighten out the twisted shirt and pull the hem down until it was on right, then Damian flung himself into Tim’s arms.

“Okay, I’ll overlook the amoeba thing since you’re upset about something.” Tim said, brushing Damian’s hair back. He wasn’t quite as tall as Tim yet, but he was getting there, his face buried in Tim’s neck. “Did you want to talk about it?”

Damian stepped back, wiping his eyes, and he nodded. Tim ushered him to sit on the edge of the bed between him and a very concerned Kon.

“When did you two start engaging in sexual intercourse?” Damian asked with a sniff. Tim and Kon exchanged a look behind the boy.

“Why do you want to know?” Tim asked cautiously.

“I am curious.” Damian shrugged and rubbed his nose with the back of his hand.

“Well, I guess I was maybe,” Tim paused to think, “sixteen? I wasn’t much older than you.”

“And were you in love?”

“Of course. Conner and I have been in love for a long time.” Tim nodded. “Why all of the questions all of a sudden?”

“Jon and I are, or were, something of a couple. Or at least I thought.” Damian sighed.

“Damian, please tell me you didn’t-“

“No, no, we did not have sex.” Damian shook his head. “We never got that far.”

“Good.” Tim breathed a sigh of relief. “So what happened with Jon?”

“I wanted to have sex. But he said he wanted to wait to have sex with someone he was in love with and that he and I should remain friends.” Damian explained, flopping back on the bed.

“Do you love him?”

“Of course I do. I love him a lot.” Damian shot back up into a sitting position, feeling Kon’s warm hand rubbing his back.

“Are you in love with him?” Tim asked gently.

“I thought so.” Damian sniffed, leaning his head on Tim’s shoulder. “I wanted to be.”

“I know this is hard, but I don’t think you’re in love with Jon.” Tim shook his head and wrapped an arm around Damian’s shoulder. “I think you love him, but being in love with someone is very different. I love you. But I’m in love with Conner.”

“How am I supposed to know what it feels like to be in love?”

“If you’re not sure if you’re in love, then you’re not in love.” Kon spoke up, and Damian turned his damp face towards the meta. “It’s a sure thing. And you feel it in every cell in your body.”

“Kon is right, Damian. Remember how we talked about how love and lust were different?” Damian nodded. “Well you do love Jon. But you’re also in lust with him. Not love.”

“I do love him.” Damian sniffed and turned to bury his face in Tim’s chest again, feeling more tears well up in his eyes.

“I know you do.” Tim nodded, cradling the teen in his arms. “You’re experiencing your first heart break.”

“It is not pleasant.”

“No it’s not.” Tim chuckled. “But it goes away, with time. You’ll realize you weren’t in love, and one day you’ll know what being in love really feels like.”

And one day he would.

Finally, when he was 17, it was Colin.

He was hunched over the redhead, both of them panting and moaning as Damian tried his best to open him. They had never attempted before, and this was new ground for both of them.

“I want you, Dames.” Colin gasped as Damian brushed his prostate. “Please?”

“Of course, Beloved.” Damian said, leaning down to give the boy a gentle kiss. He positioned himself, getting ready to experience something like he had never felt before.

“I love you, Damian.” Colin said, his face flushed and pupils blown.

“I love you too, Colin.” Damian whispered, and then he started to push in little by little, letting Colin adjust to the size difference. “Are you alright, Beloved?”

“Just don’t move for a minute.” Colin breathed, clenching a few times experimentally.

“Colin,” Damian moaned, closing his eyes. When he opened them for a moment, he caught Colin’s gaze. “I’m in love with you.”

“I’m in love with you too, Dames.” Colin said, bringing his arms up to wrap around Damian’s neck. “I’m ready.”

And then Damian’s hips snapped.

“Oh, hey, Damian.” Tim said as he strode into the kitchen. He set down the box he was carrying on the counter and observed Damian. He was making a sandwich. “Whatcha doing?”

“I’m making a grilled cheese. Would you like one?” The teen asked, and Tim thought he was hearing things.

“I’m sorry, did you just offer me food out of the kindness of your heart?” Tim asked, dramatically putting a hand over his chest. “Am I dead? Is this hell?”

“I am simply being gracious.” Damian rolled his eyes at the jest. “And this would be heaven, not hell.”

“Someone’s in a good mood today.” Tim leaned over the kitchen island across from Damian. “What’s the occasion?”

“Am I not allowed to be in a good mood?”

“No way, you’re my broody little brother.” Tim said, reaching out to poke Damian’s nose. The younger laughed. “Are you really Damian? Either way I’m keeping you, but I just want to know.”

“Very funny, Drake.” Damian rolled his eyes as he plated the first sandwich and passed it to Tim. It was then that the older noticed a dark mark poking out from the collar of Damian’s shirt.

“Well lookie there, someone’s got a little love bite.” Tim said, taking a bite out of his sandwich.

“Perhaps I do.” Damian smirked and pointed with his spatula. “What is it to you?”

“So that’s why you’re in such a good mood.” Tim said through a mouthful of scalding hot cheese. He set his sandwich down and walked around the island to sit on the counter beside the stove. “Does someone want to tell me something?”

“It is possible that Colin and I engaged in sexual intercourse for the first time last night.” Damian said, his cheeks burning.

“Oh my god, Damian!” Tim leapt off of the counter. “You and Colin had sex?”

Damian laughed and nodded.

“My baby brother isn’t a virgin anymore.” Tim said, fanning his face. “Come give me a hug.”

“Ugh.” Damian groaned and rolled his eyes, but he let Tim hug him anyways.

“So what happened? Tell me about it.” Tim said, stepping back from the hug.

“I’m in love with him.” Damian nodded. “And he is in love with me.”

“Awww, Damian.” Tim gushed, putting his hand on his chest again. “I told you it’d happen one day.”

“I appreciate the talks you have given me.” Damian said as he plated the second sandwich. “It is unfortunate that you no longer live here, we don’t talk as often.”

“Aw, does someone miss me?” Tim asked, ruffling Damian’s hair. The teen chuckled and pushed his hand away. “But seriously, you ever want to talk, call me. I’ll come over, or you come stay at my apartment, we’ll talk all night.”

“I would enjoy that.” Damian said as he picked up the plate. “It will have to wait though. I am bringing this to Colin.”

“Oh, lunch in bed, how romantic.” Tim said, taking another bite of his sandwich.

“On some level, yes, but it would be more romantic if he could walk.” Damian said as he rounded the corner out of the kitchen, giving a little smirk. Tim dropped his sandwich back onto his plate.

“Damian!”

#Tim Drake #Damian Wayne #brotherly love #brotherly bonding #jon white #Jon Kent #duke thomas #colin wilkes #damicolin #timkon #they are cute brothers #i love them #they will be close one day #kon the loving brother in law #my writing #my fics

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