“I appreciate it.”

Jon laughed beneath his mask and grabbed another one that was about to hit Barry. “But codenames, Flash. Now lets wrap this up!”

Jon zipped through the air, taking down another henchman. It felt like the Flash Museum was always getting robbed!

“You’ll get it soon enough. I’ve been playing since I was a kid. I still play with my grandpa all the time.”

Jon slid another piece.

future started now.

“Even if I did, I’m never far from anywhere.”

Jon laughed and looked out of the window. It felt good. A new identity and a new city. He was excited to how it went.

“Well? You ready to hit the town?” He adjusted his mask and opened up the window. He couldn’t wait to get out there. His

—

𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕦𝕣𝕟
𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟?
𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕧𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕
𝕀𝕥'𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕟
𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖
𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕓𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕!

𝕁𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝔹𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜.

𝕄𝔻ℕ𝕀

𝕄𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕠 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕨

#MVRP

𝕃𝕚𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕥𝕤 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕

carving his own path. He’d lived in Blüdhaven for a while now. He’d built his name there… well, technically the name was already built. But he was no longer Jon Kent, the son of Superman. He was Jon Kent, the man of tomorrow.

@bluedhaven.bsky.social

“Well? What do you think?”

Jon stepped out of Dick’s bathroom, showing off his new costume. “Tomorrow Man. Blüdhaven’s own.”

He placed his hands on his hips. After a whole lot of headaches, he decided this was his new identity. From here on out, Jon Kent was

—

Jon looked at the now handless man and huffed as the police came into the building.

“Lets get you out of here, boy.” He gestured up to the sky, then darted up, anticipating Krypto to follow behind. Where would their day lead them next?

Jon quickly got all the hostages out the door, then turned back to Krypto. “Good job, Krypt— oh, man! You got his hand?!”

Jon, facepalmed. “You have to be careful, Krypto. Sure, he had a gun in it. But we can’t go around eating hands. Thats a no no.”

@dreamergirlnia.bsky.social

“Aaaaand….”

John’s red checked hopped over Nia’s black one. “Gotcha.”

He was winning, but they were pretty neck and neck. “You’re getting better at this.”

As a guy who frequents the sky, it does not.

…I don’t think it works like that.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘐'𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 ...
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

@supergoodboy.bsky.social

“Krypto, go get ‘em!”

Jon stopped in the doorway. The two were flying through the skies and just happened to fly right above a bank. Figured since they were in the area they’d help out. Krypto could take out the robbers while Jon got all the hostages out.

Hiya.

“Most of my time is spent doing… noble things. Its okay for me to do things like this sometimes, too. Besides, whatever I don’t get rid of here I usually end up donating anyway.”

He started folding some shirts and putting them out. “Seems noble enough to me.”

“Nothing wrong with a swap meet, Selina.”

Jon turned to he, placing another box on the table. “You never know what you might find.”

Jon started placing random odds and ends on the folding table. “Lots of my clothes are from swap meets. Beats paying full price somewhere else.”

“I mean—“

He paused to think for a moment. Then he realized who he was trying to hide that information from. “I think I need to talk to Bruce.”

“I love you, Dad.”

Jon wrapped his arms around his father, returning the tight embrace. “Bruce doesn’t know yet. We have to find a way to tell him.”

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

the pieces. Don’t do anything stupid, Jay. Don’t do anything that would make me hate you.”

Oof.

ANYTHING stupid, Jay, it’ll be me you answer to. Don’t make these people suffer from the affects of an overthrown government because of your trauma. You have every right to feel the way you do. But that is not ( their ) mess. Not their burden. Its their choice to make. We’re here to pick up

—

“Its the right of the people. The very people we swore to protect and honor. I’m sorry for what happened, Jay. I truly, honestly and wholeheartedly am. But neither you or I are above ANYONE.”

He stomped as he finished his sentence, the floor rumbling. “I want you to know— if you plan

—

Jon quickly grabbed Jay’s hands away from him, his face immediately turning into a scowl.

“You do 𝐍𝐎𝐓 put your hands on me, Jay Nakamura.” He shoved him away, creating distance between them. “We can NOT overthrow the country. Its not our place.” He pointed his finger on to Jay’s chest.

—

“Happy Birthday!”

He gave Dick a big hug. “Didn’t think I’d forget, did you?”

“Yeah.”

He paused and nodded. “We’re happy. We’re really happy. I think the happiest I’ve ever been.”

Another pause, “Are you upset?”

disillusioned. Maybe they could have made it work. Maybe there was another way. There always is.

“We could have figured it out, Jay. We could have made it work…. you and I. But overthrowing a nation… thats never the way. I’m sorry you see that through a different lens.”

I never meant to make you feel that way, but I made you feel that way and I’m sorry.”

He placed his cup of coffee on the table. The other words like “Fuck you” and “Spineless” rolled off of him with ease. It just hurt him to see someone he once cared for and loved so deeply become so…

—

Jon just shook his head and frowned. He did love him at some point. He did believe in him. But Jay was asking him to betray an entire nation. And he just couldn’t do that. Anyway he worded it, he just couldn’t do it.

“I’m sorry, Jay.” He looked down. “I’m sorry you feel like I betrayed you.

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