#identity stuff

At some point Bruce kisses him as superman after a rescue and Clark is emotionally going through it coz his boyfriend kissed another guy. Even if that guy is technically him he's still mad and jealous of himself somehow coz even superman can't compete with Superman. He's not even sure whether or not to confronted Bruce about his affair since it keeps happening.

While he's trying to figure all this out Batman,of all people, kisses him. And he does it so casually. Sure, Clark had a crush on him for a while but he's over it now and he's in a committed relationship that he thought batman knew about. Now he's extra scared of confronting Bruce because he doesn't want it to look like he's just starting a fight so he can be with batman. And he's still hoping there's a way to work through this and for them to be together. He's being haunted by his moral code to just talk about this and get it over with but he's still afraid of losing Bruce and living in the shadow of the idolized version of himself again.

*Meanwhile in the batcave*

La la la Bruce, twirling around liking a fairy princess living his best life: my boyfriend's the best and every thing is perfect. Maybe world peace is real. Is this what happiness feels like?

Nobody fight our fight, because we are the forgotten ones.

So we can only scream and shout, persistant.

We don’t do standard or typical.

We don’t confine to rigid structures or boxes.

We don’t do black or white, is or isn’t.

We don’t do stereotypes or expectations.

We are different, we are unusual, we are unique, and we are diverse.

We are the colors splashed on not just canvas or flat surfaces.

We are the stars sparkling across the expanse of space and in minds and hearts.

We are here, we exist.

I haven’t prayed any of the 5 mandatory daily prayers in over a week despite not being on my menstruation period. I keep skipping my over-the-phone Quran reading lessons. I get uncomfortable when people talk about the end of the world or praying.

I don’t think I believe in Muslim teachings anymore. I don’t fully believe that there’s a God or that there’s a paradise awaiting good people and a forever-burning fire ready to swallow sinners. I don’t.

But every single day, that deep fear of going to Hell for not following God’s words reignites in me. From people preaching about how “these things are a sin, those things are sins, the end is coming”, to all the movies be it horror or romance or whatever the fuck else all having to have religious aspects and religion play a big part in the resolution.

I don’t believe. I fear.

Joe Burrow's twin discovers his brother, starts stalking him, assuming his identity and wants his career and lifestyle.

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