The Way I Was Made by Zahra (Adult)
Fandom: DC COMICS, SMALLVILLE, SUPERMAN MOVIES
Pairing: Jason Lane (Kon-El)/Tim Drake (Robin III)
Length: 22,496 words
Author on LJ: hackthis
Author Website: dysfunctional
Why this must be read:
I was absolutely amazed to see this story has never been rec'ed here. Jason "Kon-El" Lane goes to Gotham University where he meets the boy of his dreams, Robin - no, Tim Drake. An examination of identity, self-definition and acceptance of others, "The Way I Was Made" is set following SUPERMAN RETURNS canon with Smallville backstory, yet is firmly planted in the DC Universe. Although Zahra successfully weaves the differing Superman canons together, the story is thought provoking, moving and HOT even without the reader knowing the characters or their histories. It's one of the first stories I read in this fandom and it is as rewarding on re-read as it is compelling the first time.
Robin has this cape, this really long yellow cape. It drags on the ground as he approaches Jason, but if Jason didn't have superhearing he probably wouldn't be able to hear it. The red spandex is pretty revealing, in a "Hi, I'm really toned and hot, and I know you want to stare" way, but Jason's kind of working right now. The black briefs shouldn't work, but go figure. Jason has no idea why people wear their underwear on the outside of their uniform.
Clark does that and it just looks like he got dressed in a hurry and messed up.
Jason snorts. "All watching and no doing -- wow, I feel safer already."
"I’m sure he feels safer too." Robin gestures at Jason’s feet, and Jason looks down at the trussed up mugger. The mugger's eyes are huge, and it takes Jason a moment to realize that the fear isn't for him, it's for Robin.
"Who doesn’t like being saved by a hot guy in spandex?" Jason mocks. "I know I do."
"Cute," Robin says.
Jason shoots him his brightest, most charming grin. "I know I am." Jason's learned well from his dads. They believe in truth, justice, and being a good man; Jason believes in being charismatic. Apparently he gets that from his other dad.
Robin makes a derisive snort as he shoots something into the dark Gotham sky. "Modest too. You're just the complete package, aren't you?"
Jason can hear the faint 'crack' of a grappling hook entering crumbling brick. He winks. "I don't have all the toys like some people, but I try to get the job done."
"Just be careful," Robin says before taking off.
Jason doesn't want to be impressed, but for someone who doesn't fly, the Robin can certainly make an exit. Jason can’t help it if he’s checking out Robin’s ass.
The Way I Was Made
Pairing: Jason Lane (Kon-El)/Tim Drake (Robin III)
Length: 22,496 words
Author on LJ: hackthis
Author Website: dysfunctional
Why this must be read:
I was absolutely amazed to see this story has never been rec'ed here. Jason "Kon-El" Lane goes to Gotham University where he meets the boy of his dreams, Robin - no, Tim Drake. An examination of identity, self-definition and acceptance of others, "The Way I Was Made" is set following SUPERMAN RETURNS canon with Smallville backstory, yet is firmly planted in the DC Universe. Although Zahra successfully weaves the differing Superman canons together, the story is thought provoking, moving and HOT even without the reader knowing the characters or their histories. It's one of the first stories I read in this fandom and it is as rewarding on re-read as it is compelling the first time.
Robin has this cape, this really long yellow cape. It drags on the ground as he approaches Jason, but if Jason didn't have superhearing he probably wouldn't be able to hear it. The red spandex is pretty revealing, in a "Hi, I'm really toned and hot, and I know you want to stare" way, but Jason's kind of working right now. The black briefs shouldn't work, but go figure. Jason has no idea why people wear their underwear on the outside of their uniform.
Clark does that and it just looks like he got dressed in a hurry and messed up.
Jason snorts. "All watching and no doing -- wow, I feel safer already."
"I’m sure he feels safer too." Robin gestures at Jason’s feet, and Jason looks down at the trussed up mugger. The mugger's eyes are huge, and it takes Jason a moment to realize that the fear isn't for him, it's for Robin.
"Who doesn’t like being saved by a hot guy in spandex?" Jason mocks. "I know I do."
"Cute," Robin says.
Jason shoots him his brightest, most charming grin. "I know I am." Jason's learned well from his dads. They believe in truth, justice, and being a good man; Jason believes in being charismatic. Apparently he gets that from his other dad.
Robin makes a derisive snort as he shoots something into the dark Gotham sky. "Modest too. You're just the complete package, aren't you?"
Jason can hear the faint 'crack' of a grappling hook entering crumbling brick. He winks. "I don't have all the toys like some people, but I try to get the job done."
"Just be careful," Robin says before taking off.
Jason doesn't want to be impressed, but for someone who doesn't fly, the Robin can certainly make an exit. Jason can’t help it if he’s checking out Robin’s ass.
The Way I Was Made