— 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙇!

As my parents taught me, use 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧 to motivate you to 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, instead of letting it paralyze you.

[— 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙇! @CallHimHope]

Fight 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧 at every turn. With an open 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 and an open 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩.

[— 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝘽𝙖𝙩.ᐟ ( PARODY ) @PlayboyCrusader]

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[𝙇𝙀𝙓— @LUTH0RC0RP]

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𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 ; 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘭. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴. . .

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[— 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝘽𝙖𝙩.ᐟ ( PARODY ) @PlayboyCrusader]

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[GREEN LANTERN. @VividConstructs]

temp pinned.

[— 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙇! @CallHimHope]

listen. If you keep pushing like this, it won’t be a cough — you’ll end up collapsing out here.” He pauses, then adds gently, “Go home. Let yourself recover. I’ll keep an eye on Gotham tonight. Trust me.”

[— 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙇! @CallHimHope]

Beneath he’s as Bruce suppresses the cough, his jaw tightening in that familiar display of stubbornness. He knows Bruce too well — always fine, always pushing through his limits. But tonight, Clark can see right through it.

[Elektra. @FuryInRed]

Still, Bruce remains quiet; he knows what Clark is saying is correct, but that doesn’t mean he’ll admit to that. In his mind, he’s fine. He’s always fine; he has to be.

With one exhale, it catches his throat; causing another cough to escape him. He covers his mouth with —

[— 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙇! @CallHimHope]

When Bruce finally speaks, voice strained, dismissing it as ‘just a cough,’ Clark exhales slowly, eyes softening with a mixture of concern and exasperation.

“It’s not 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 a cough, Bruce,” he says, tone firmer now. “Your body’s telling you something, and you need to

[— 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙇! @CallHimHope]

he rises slowly into the air, the ground beneath him gently releasing him as he ascends. He hovers for a moment, looking down, as if silently reaffirming his promise to look out for her, whether she knows it or not.

Then, with a quiet whoosh, he flies off, leaving her in peace.

[— 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙇! @CallHimHope]

Clark watches her, the fear in her eyes clear as day. His words aren’t reaching her, not the way he’d hoped. He can hear the desperation in her tone, the fear of being sent back to wherever she’s from. And it breaks something in him, knowing that no matter how much

[JUST A BODY. @MADNAGERIE]

She stares up at him, with her one frightened eye. His words don’t seem to soothe her. It’s the same type of stuff doctor…uhm…she forgets his name…he said stuff like this, and then he was bad.

She squirms uneasily, tiny frame squishing up against the bricks some more. A >

[— 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙇! @CallHimHope]

as he speaks softly one last time. “No one’s going to make you go back, Alice. You’re free now. And you’ll stay that way.

If you ever need my help, just call out. I’ll hear.”

He doesn’t wait for a response. Clark knows he should leave her be for now. With a final glance,

[— 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙇! @CallHimHope]

“You’ve been pushing through the wheeze in your chest for days now. The cough is getting worse.”

[— 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙇! @CallHimHope]

The wheeze in his chest, faint to most, is clear as day to his heightened senses. Clark touches down quietly beside him, crossing his arms and looking over the city. He gives Bruce a moment, but he knows no explanation is coming.

[Elektra. @FuryInRed]

The sound of Clark descending upon him is as familiar as Gotham to him now; his cape moving not with the breeze of the air, but with the man of steel racing to a standstill.

Bruce doesn’t look at him; he doesn’t need to. It still irritates him, that he can’t hide anything —

[— 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙇! @CallHimHope]

The faint but persistent sound of a cough reaches him, and Clark decides it’s enough. It’s the third day in a row. Bruce is 𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙠.

He heads to Gotham in moments, enhanced senses spotting the familiar figure of the Dark Knight on patrol.

[Elektra. @FuryInRed]

He’s been coughing for 3 days now. Muscles have been pulled in his stomach; his features burn with the ache of illness. But he heads out tonight, as always. He can’t let anything slow him down.

[— 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙇! @CallHimHope]

@SWORNUPONOATH I heard from you. I figured I’d check in.” He takes a step closer, gaze steady.

[— 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙇! @CallHimHope]

“You’re more quiet than usual lately.”

Descending from the night sky, Clark lands quietly on the rooftop, cape barely rustling in the cold Gotham air. Below, the city hums its usual menace, but his attention is fixed on the figure standing at the edge of the — Batman,

[— 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙇! @CallHimHope]

@SWORNUPONOATH Despite the usual gruffness, something about Bruce’s tone gives him pause. He crosses his arms, eyes narrowing slightly as he glances in the same direction.

“I was just passing through,” he says, voice calm but with a hint of concern. “And I realized it’s been awhile since

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[𝐁̲𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍. @SWORNUPONOATH]

𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚁𝚃 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚂:

[— 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙇! @CallHimHope]

😳

[‍ ‍‍ ‍ 𝓵ois 𝓵ane . @pulitzing]

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bruce wayne is stronger than me cause i would’ve pulled down clark’s swimsuit and showed dc a real crisis on infinite earths .
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