How DC hasn’t made a book about how often politicians, corrupt male law enforcement and corrupt businessmen run and hide from Lois Lane faster than they hide from Superman himself….I will never know. Particularly given our current political environment. She’s one of the most relevant heroines they have right now and they still seem so hesitant to do anything real about it and it’s maddening.
(I get why though. Her very presence confronts male authority in a non-fantasy way that hits way too close to home for some of these guys in power.)
I haven’t even read all of the trades I’ve bought in the last few months (3) or the book I gave myself for Christmas – but the local bookstore had the trade for Lois and Clark and I love me the Superfamily, want to support that. Most of the other trades I’m waiting for aren’t til the end of this month or May. (Bombshells, Wonder Woman Year One, etc..)
That moment when you realize Bruce in BvS has to deal with the guilt of realizing he just helped kill someone else’s kid. Someone else’s kid who wore a silly cape and a bright costume and tried hard to make the world a better place. Someone else’s kid who he watched be put in the ground after watching them almost die by his own hands, and then actually die trying to help people. People who betrayed him.
That moment when you wonder if Bruce must think he’s as bad as the Joker for this.
Before she learns about his secret identity, Lois Lane
thinks Clark Kent is a goddamn mess
She goes to his place to work on a joint article and it
takes her like half an hour to find out that Clark lives in an absolutely
nonfunctional house
She has to change a lightbulb but there are no stools, no
sufficiently high chairs, no way of reaching the ceiling unless you find a way
to climb the walls. “How the hell do you change your bulbs?” she asks. Clark
mutters something about misplacing the footstool and helps her drag the table
from the kitchen to the living room.
Lois watches Clark make lasagna and has to physically
restrain him from pulling the tray out of the oven with his bare hands. “Are
you out of your goddamn MIND?” she yells, scrambling to pull him away on time. “What
are you DOING? WHERE ARE THE OVEN MITTS?” and Clark is just like “Right…..oven
mitts…….. I think I lost them with the uh. footstool” both he and Lois pause
for a moment to engage in a riveting game of Mentally Punch Clark
Lois runs into the bathroom to put on a disguise and yells
out, “Where do you keep your razor?” There’s a gust of wind and Clark comes
back with slightly windswept hair. “I got it!” he says with unwarranted
triumph. “It’s right here. The razor I use.” Lois looks at it and it is CLEARLY
recently purchased and never used and she’s just like. I don’t even care
anymore
For weeks she just assumes Clark is missing some crucial
element in his home and starts stacking her own things all over the place. Lois thinking Clark has no clue how to take care of himself while Clark is Eternally Tormented and has to find ways to keep his identity a secret while living in close quarters, and the slow burn mutual pining roommates AU of my dreams begins
Oh my god this is amazingly awesome! Yes please lol
Lol! Omg, yes!!
I literally can’t stop laughing at the lasagna scene, oh my god! LOL
@kookygeekpalace this seems like something that’d be in your fic
“How has this ridiculous human disaster not died yet”
Reminds me of some early scenes in the comic “Man of Steel” where Lois notes that the weights that Clark leaves lying around (to explain his being in good shape), are actually no heavier than the ones SHE uses herself.
Also the scene in Lois and Clark where Lois visits Clark’s apartment for the first time and discovers his larder is basically made up of everything he likes the taste of, since his body processes ANY food efficiently, so he has cupboards stuffed with sugar-coated marshmallow breakfast cereal and candy bars. As she notes on accidentally seeing him barely dressed; “So, explain something to me. You…You eat like an eight-year-old, and
you look like Mr. Hardbody. What’s your secret, and can I have it?
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