i-mean-its-practically-canon:

time-to-hit-the-clouds:

i-mean-its-practically-canon:

i-mean-its-practically-canon:

i-mean-its-practically-canon:

i-mean-its-practically-canon:

Clark: It’s not that being around kids makes me uncomfortable, but why be a dad when you can be a fun uncle?

Kon: *crying in the corner* Please love me.

Clark: *points at Batman*

Clark: There’s an open dad right there.

Bruce: Actually I’m taken.

Clark: Like you’d even notice one more.

Clark: *flying around with Jon* I was so wrong. Being a dad is great!

Kon: *hopeful look*

Clark: No.

#bruce would totally adopt kon tho#he wouldn’t even notice#blue eyes? check#black hair? check#bam he’s ur son now

Bruce: Who was that teenager in the hall?

Alfred: Did he look different than the other ones?

Bruce: No.

Alfred: Then let it go.

I’m still upset that Bruce didn’t adopt Billy Batson. 

Orphan. Blue eyes. Black hair. The need to do good. Billy. Bat. Son. 

Bruce: I swear that one was new. 

Alfred: What makes you say that?

Bruce: None of the other short ones smile that much.

Alfred: Just accept it.

Bruce: …okay.

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