Bro imagine how much funnier BBC Merlin would’ve been if Uther stopped obsessing over sorcery after Merlin arrived cause he got too distracted trying to figure out if Merlin and Arthur were gay for each other for the next like 10 years
in superman adventures #19, there’s a villain named multi-face who can convincingly disguise himself as anyone, even tricking dna tests and x-ray vision. Superman initially can’t stop him
and the only reason he gets caught is because multiface decides to disguise himself as, of all people, CLARK KENT i’m screaming
why do villains always mess up so badly
Clark Kent attending Bruce Wayne’s yacht party where Bruce told Clark to wear his clothes and……
Ta-Da!
Sard borken
calling the people at the party Bruce’s “fake friends” as if he’s Bruce’s only real friend and he’s low key jealous
Okay I absolutely love this comic but I gotta offer a correction because I got the chance to read this recently and the real context is even better:
Clark and Bruce have never met at this point. Clark ended up on this yaught by accident and the people there just assumed he was Bruce Wayne making an entrance because none of them have ever met him. Clark isn’t even Superman at this point, he’s still just a twenty-something from kansas with super powers trying to figure his shit out, and he just stumbles into a billionaire’s yaught party and then foils an assassination attempt on accident.
The best part is that Bruce finds out about this incident bc he obviously has surveilance on the parties he never attends and he’s just completely fucking baffled. I’m pretty sure this incident is why he knows Superman’s secret identity. What a fucking first impression. Absolutely legendary.
This extra context is amazing and makes everything all the more hilarious.
🔥“Marry me.” / “We’re already married.” / “Marry me again.”
Bruce had schooled his body to resist most drugs, but there was one that never failed to lift him to cloud nine. Afterglow with Selina Kyle.
The low purr she was emitting, the shivers spreading trough his body as she lazily rubbed her bare feet on his calf; the salt he was licking from her skin as he spread kisses across her moonlit skin, her fingers scratching his scalp just like he liked it…
It was easy to get lost in the moment, in her, not that he even tried to resist it.
And then she was pulling his face upwards, staring him with eyes so dark he could barely see the green, but instead of kissing him like he thought she would, she avoided his lips to bite his ear softly, licking it to sooth the skin. And the sensation was so powerful that Bruce felt himself start hardening again.
“Marry me,” she whispered.
Bruce had to take a couple of breathes to remember how to talk again, when his vision became focused, she was looking at him with a very smug expression.
“We’re already married,” he finally replied.
“No, we are divorced,” she corrected him, noticing his recovery and sliding her hand through his chest downwards to signal that she was interested.
“About that… Do you remember how the last time we got married it was in the Philippines?”
She pushed him so he would be lying on the ground of the rooftop their last chasing rendezvous had ended; and rose to her knees, riding his thighs and kissing her way down.
“Wasn’t it Greece?” she asked between kisses.
“No, Greece was the time before that.”
“Oh… What about it?”
“There is no divorce in the Philippines.”
She lift her head slowly as if she was having trouble to register what he said.
“I knew you would divorce me again, and then we would get back together…”
“But you said we were divorced. I remember signing the papers.”
“I lied. And you don’t even remember the last place we got married.”
“You giant-”
She didn’t finish whatever nasty insult she had for him, because Bruce flipped their positions, smirking down at her.
“And I was right, you just asked me to marry me again.”
She snorted, feigning disinterest.
“I just like to waste your money in a huge party, and our weddings always bring the kids home.”
“Fine,” he said kissing her while his hands pulled her knees up, to hold hug his hips. “I’ll marry you again.”
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I hope I didn’t commit any cultural blunder, I just googled “country with no divorce” and the Philippines came first.
