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I'm Not As Think As You Drunk I Am by Mardiaz173
Fandoms: Justice League - All Media Types, DCU, Batman - All Media Types, Superman - All Media Types
08 Aug 2021
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It was like living in the Twilight Zone. Everyone else believed fervently in Bruce Wayne’s reputation. He was a flirty, stupid, and entitled drunk whose only redeeming quality was his bleeding heart. And yet every time Clark spoke with Wayne, the man was clever, mischievous, and sober with an indecipherable ulterior motive.
And no one believed Clark. Not Lois, not his parents, not even Batman.
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18 Mar 2026
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Lois gets an eyeful during a late-night visit to Wayne Towers. Written as a Christmas present for sasha_anu on LiveJournal.
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18 Mar 2026
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Superman is infatuated with Bruce Wayne. Batman is infatuated with Clark Kent.
Looking at it that way, it really shouldn't be as complicated as it is.
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17 Mar 2026
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Tim's expression finally eased, and he gave Clark a sympathetic slap on the back. "Don't worry, Supes. You've just gotta suck tongue with B for like, twenty minutes and then everything will be back to normal."
Bruce gets hit in battle, forgets everything about being Batman, and adopts the entire personality and characteristics of his idiotic playboy persona. To get his memories back, someone has to get rather intimate with him.
And really, Clark is the only one for the task.
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17 Mar 2026
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Sucker by up_the_tower_1001
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Superman - All Media Types
15 Aug 2020
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He stood in the doorway, paralyzed to the core of his being. The moment he’d carelessly flung open the door, thinking it was Victoria’s, his brain was flooded with the scent of soft and hot. He took in his surroundings through muscle memory alone, noting a small room with a bed and some chests, a bathroom hidden off to the side. And of course, the man inside, sitting on the edge of his motel bed, turned towards Bruce, grey Hanes shirt in his hands, no shoes, black socks.
He froze like an idiot, only able to grip the door handle for support and breath in again, deeper this time, making him dizzy with it. Something in his chest tightened, and god, this was so fucked. Because through his blood running hot and southward, stirring desire in his stomach like he’d never felt before, he could register only two things: Mate, and Alpha. And wasn’t that a colossal fuck up. By the look in steel blue eyes, the slight drop of a strong jaw, chances were that the man sitting on the bed was recognizing the exact same things in Bruce.Bookmarked by NanLu19
17 Mar 2026