So Freakin' Many Fandoms

If I was harmless and small, and easy to hold, you would love me. If I was a worm you could put me in the soft earth and I would be helpless in your care. Of course you could love me, but could you love me if I stung you, bit you, pulled against you, hid and didn't understand you but wasn't harmless or helpless at all?

We build wildlife preserves. Often explicitly for the protection of animals and ecosystems that can and have killed humans.

Whenever a whale gets stranded on a beach, CROWDS show up ad risk getting bludgeoned to death trying to get it back into the water.

Every Zoo has a reptile house full of venomous snakes and a team of humans dedicated to giving them the best quality of life possible.

There are volunteer beekeepers who will travel for miles and miles and hours and hours to relocate an entire hive.

There are people who rehabilitate dangerous dogs and horses

There are people who restore structurally unsound houses

There are people who study the way that fire burns so it can rejoin the ecosystem and not be smothered on sight.

Every day, millions of people get up and devote themselves to things that can and will kill them by their nature. Things they can't touch or show kindness to. Things they can't go near. Things that are wholly incapable of loving them back.

And they do it because they love them.

Everything dangerous, everything poisonous, everything 'useless'- absolutely everything has someone, often many thousands of people, who loves them exactly as they are, without expectation that their affection will be returned.

And the Stellar's sea lion, which are WAY bigger and live in Washington, British Columbia, and Alaska

Texts From Superheroes

Actually they're not all cults and you're doing the work of making sure actual cults can slip under the radar when you say stuff like that

Cult leaders LOVE that trend, because they can point to it and say, "people will call anything a cult, it's basically meaningless"

Our family's beloved TNR and indoor/outdoor cat was tragically hit by a car this evening. She's suffered a fractured jaw that will require surgery, and we would be really grateful for anyone to reach out and help 🐾

Bruce Wayne is a guest at a big charity function in Metropolis. Ordinarily he wouldn't go, but the function is part of a network of concerted efforts against the NRA and to push for better control and reduced school shootings, so he has skin in this game and an appearance by a famous philanthropist who was orphaned by a gunman is kind of a big part of the PR going on. So he makes time for it.

Clark Kent has been assigned to cover the event by the Daily Planet. Given that Bruce Wayne's presence and perspective are a big part of the whole shindig, he does his reporterly duty and makes an effort to get some quotes from him as part of his article. He's not really surprised to discover that despite Bruce Wayne's reputation as a playboy and unreliable party-hard kind of rich boy, he's very serious about this particular topic, because he did his homework and he's put together the pattern that despite appearances, Bruce Wayne does indeed take some things very seriously.

Clark and Bruce sort of recognize each other as men who have some experience in wearing elaborate social masks. Clark figures Bruce plays up the party boy image as a coping mechanism, to keep the tabloids talking about something other than the violent murder of his parents perhaps, while Bruce is not sure why this seemingly mild-mannered reporter has the mien of someone who knows exactly how to use body language and preconceptions to get the reactions he wants from people, but there are a lot of reasons for someone to pick up those skills. Especially an interviewer.

Bruce fake flirts, Clark plays up being flustered, both of them are kind of genuinely into it even though they're both aware the masks are on. It's fun, like roleplay.

Anyway the article comes out great, and Clark manages to get more out of Bruce than just the token soundbites, so the next time there's cause for the Daily Planet to send someone to cover a Wayne event Perry is just like, Kent you do it. Eventually the two build up a working relationship where they're both kind of like, actually there's way more to that guy than meets the eye, and everyone else is like are you sure you don't just want to fuck him? Because it seems like you might just want to fuck him.

Up until a point Clark hadn't really used any of his powers to observe Bruce, though, because he doesn't just do that for no good reason on principle.

But then there's one interview where it's clear that something is just wrong with Bruce Wayne. He's acting "normal", on the surface, maybe even more friendly than usual, but his body language has subtly changed, he's spending an awful lot of time sitting down, and despite his claims of a hangover, he isn't actually showing the symptoms. Clark, long familiar with the process of "turn on the 'X-ray' vision to see if someone's got an undiagnosed health issue and then try to work a doctor's appointment into the conversation" does that, and finds that Mr. Bruce Wayne is somehow sitting at a scheduled interview with a fractured wrist and two broken ribs, plus innumerable signs of past injuries.

So now Clark's trying to figure out who is physically abusing an adult billionaire, or if this is a sex thing.