Charles 'Matches' Malone
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Protector of the System. @thegothamprince.bsky.social
Sworn to @realpunkrock.bsky.social
Conceived by: #destinyawakened
#AsYouWish
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👑Charles 'Matches' Malone
🦇Assumed Mob Boss, Protector of the System, Bruce Wayne's Alter
💥Mixture of Nolanverse, DCU, & Comics. I'll do what I want. Don't like my interpretation? Don't interact.
🌈Fluid
✍️Mun is 40+, so MDNI.
🦇Assumed Mob Boss, Protector of the System, Bruce Wayne's Alter
💥Mixture of Nolanverse, DCU, & Comics. I'll do what I want. Don't like my interpretation? Don't interact.
🌈Fluid
✍️Mun is 40+, so MDNI.
Reposted by Charles 'Matches' Malone
Born from stolen Kryptonian DNA, Ultraman was never meant to be a man—only a weapon. Lex Luthor’s failed masterpiece, he lived his life in chains, tortured and discarded until needed. Every breath
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September 25, 2025 at 11:14 PM
Born from stolen Kryptonian DNA, Ultraman was never meant to be a man—only a weapon. Lex Luthor’s failed masterpiece, he lived his life in chains, tortured and discarded until needed. Every breath
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Trouble in paradise? Or just being edgy?
November 13, 2025 at 6:13 PM
Trouble in paradise? Or just being edgy?
Reposted by Charles 'Matches' Malone
i shouldn't be jealous, you aren't even mine.
November 8, 2025 at 9:48 PM
i shouldn't be jealous, you aren't even mine.
Nose wrinkling, Charles eyes the clock while Clark cleans up, and soon the smell of cookies fills the air.
A cool rushing feeling starts to come over him, and pushing him back into darkness.
A cool rushing feeling starts to come over him, and pushing him back into darkness.
Clark touches Charles nose playfully.
"Gorgeous and funny."
Clark teases, but his thoughts are definitely non biblical.
"Gorgeous and funny."
Clark teases, but his thoughts are definitely non biblical.
"Will it get away from me if I don't?" He asks with a smirk, watching and his broad shoulders.
All he wants to do is climb them.
All he wants to do is climb them.
October 26, 2025 at 1:20 AM
Nose wrinkling, Charles eyes the clock while Clark cleans up, and soon the smell of cookies fills the air.
A cool rushing feeling starts to come over him, and pushing him back into darkness.
A cool rushing feeling starts to come over him, and pushing him back into darkness.
"Will it get away from me if I don't?" He asks with a smirk, watching and his broad shoulders.
All he wants to do is climb them.
All he wants to do is climb them.
Clark had preheated the oven. He takes the pan and slides it in the oven.
"Now I'll clean if you'll watch the time."
"Now I'll clean if you'll watch the time."
Even spoonfuls. Okay.
"Got it." He takes a spoon and starts to dollop percise lumps of dough into the sheet.
Finally, minutes later, two sheets are full of cookies. Well, almost cookies.
"Got it." He takes a spoon and starts to dollop percise lumps of dough into the sheet.
Finally, minutes later, two sheets are full of cookies. Well, almost cookies.
October 26, 2025 at 12:59 AM
"Will it get away from me if I don't?" He asks with a smirk, watching and his broad shoulders.
All he wants to do is climb them.
All he wants to do is climb them.
Even spoonfuls. Okay.
"Got it." He takes a spoon and starts to dollop percise lumps of dough into the sheet.
Finally, minutes later, two sheets are full of cookies. Well, almost cookies.
"Got it." He takes a spoon and starts to dollop percise lumps of dough into the sheet.
Finally, minutes later, two sheets are full of cookies. Well, almost cookies.
Clark can't resist gently wiping the flour off Charles' face.
Then quickly went to grab a cookie sheet.
Clark tears off some parchment paper and lines the pan.
"Just drop even spoonfuls a couple inches apart."
Then quickly went to grab a cookie sheet.
Clark tears off some parchment paper and lines the pan.
"Just drop even spoonfuls a couple inches apart."
Everything is creamed and then he adds the sugar, slowly, and then the rest of the dry.
He mixes on low.
"There. What's next?" Charles has flour all over himself now, on his chin and nose.
He mixes on low.
"There. What's next?" Charles has flour all over himself now, on his chin and nose.
October 26, 2025 at 12:41 AM
Even spoonfuls. Okay.
"Got it." He takes a spoon and starts to dollop percise lumps of dough into the sheet.
Finally, minutes later, two sheets are full of cookies. Well, almost cookies.
"Got it." He takes a spoon and starts to dollop percise lumps of dough into the sheet.
Finally, minutes later, two sheets are full of cookies. Well, almost cookies.
Everything is creamed and then he adds the sugar, slowly, and then the rest of the dry.
He mixes on low.
"There. What's next?" Charles has flour all over himself now, on his chin and nose.
He mixes on low.
"There. What's next?" Charles has flour all over himself now, on his chin and nose.
"Everyone has to learn. Gotta start somewhere."
Clark measures the dry ingredients for Charles and sits them nearby.
"You're doing great."
Clark measures the dry ingredients for Charles and sits them nearby.
"You're doing great."
Oh. He gives Clark a bashful look before taking it, and using it to beat the wet ingredients together.
"I don't do a lot of this."
"I don't do a lot of this."
October 26, 2025 at 12:06 AM
Everything is creamed and then he adds the sugar, slowly, and then the rest of the dry.
He mixes on low.
"There. What's next?" Charles has flour all over himself now, on his chin and nose.
He mixes on low.
"There. What's next?" Charles has flour all over himself now, on his chin and nose.
Oh. He gives Clark a bashful look before taking it, and using it to beat the wet ingredients together.
"I don't do a lot of this."
"I don't do a lot of this."
Clark grabs a hand mixer, plugging it up nearby.
"This will help."
He shows Charles how to turn it on and off, speed buttons.
"Just keep it low, so it doesn't spin out."
"This will help."
He shows Charles how to turn it on and off, speed buttons.
"Just keep it low, so it doesn't spin out."
Charles put the butter in and starts smashing away on them with a spoon to cream them. He's not sure exactly what that means.
"Being toted around? Sure."
"Being toted around? Sure."
October 25, 2025 at 11:53 PM
Oh. He gives Clark a bashful look before taking it, and using it to beat the wet ingredients together.
"I don't do a lot of this."
"I don't do a lot of this."
Charles put the butter in and starts smashing away on them with a spoon to cream them. He's not sure exactly what that means.
"Being toted around? Sure."
"Being toted around? Sure."
Clark grins and shuts the cabinet.
"Actually that's quite a perk."
He puts down assorted measuring cups and spoons.
"I think you like it too."
"Actually that's quite a perk."
He puts down assorted measuring cups and spoons.
"I think you like it too."
Charles smirks, setting the butter to the side and then cracks the eggs into the bowl, as per the instructions.
"You only say that because you can easily pick us up."
"You only say that because you can easily pick us up."
October 25, 2025 at 11:40 PM
Charles put the butter in and starts smashing away on them with a spoon to cream them. He's not sure exactly what that means.
"Being toted around? Sure."
"Being toted around? Sure."
Charles smirks, setting the butter to the side and then cracks the eggs into the bowl, as per the instructions.
"You only say that because you can easily pick us up."
"You only say that because you can easily pick us up."
"That's what you have me for."
Clark teaass.
"I like the size you are."
Clark teaass.
"I like the size you are."
"Thank God for tall people," Charles sighs, giving up on reaching when Clark does it. "Thanks. Too being another personality doesn't give me more height."
October 25, 2025 at 11:11 PM
Charles smirks, setting the butter to the side and then cracks the eggs into the bowl, as per the instructions.
"You only say that because you can easily pick us up."
"You only say that because you can easily pick us up."
"Thank God for tall people," Charles sighs, giving up on reaching when Clark does it. "Thanks. Too being another personality doesn't give me more height."
"Should be in the spice rack."
Indeed it was.
"Anything else?"
He took some big bowls down from a cabinet."
Indeed it was.
"Anything else?"
He took some big bowls down from a cabinet."
"Sugar!" He bent to get the butter and eggs from the fridge, and then looked around for some bowls. "Oh the cream of tartar, whatever that is."
October 25, 2025 at 10:58 PM
"Thank God for tall people," Charles sighs, giving up on reaching when Clark does it. "Thanks. Too being another personality doesn't give me more height."
"Sugar!" He bent to get the butter and eggs from the fridge, and then looked around for some bowls. "Oh the cream of tartar, whatever that is."
"Thank you! That's the best idea. Charles to the rescue too!"
Clark reads over the ingredients, noting flour, sugar, cinnamon.
"Let me see what we have."
His ma made a lot of cakes, cookies etc.
Clark went through the pantry finding what they needed.
Clark reads over the ingredients, noting flour, sugar, cinnamon.
"Let me see what we have."
His ma made a lot of cakes, cookies etc.
Clark went through the pantry finding what they needed.
Charles takes out Bruce's phone to google a recipe, but better yet, he texts Alfred for it, who happily sends one.
"Here, Alfred to the rescue."
"Here, Alfred to the rescue."
October 25, 2025 at 10:52 PM
"Sugar!" He bent to get the butter and eggs from the fridge, and then looked around for some bowls. "Oh the cream of tartar, whatever that is."
Charles takes out Bruce's phone to google a recipe, but better yet, he texts Alfred for it, who happily sends one.
"Here, Alfred to the rescue."
"Here, Alfred to the rescue."
"Cookies."
Clark closes his eyes to gather himself before opening the door for Charles.
A soft smile plays on his lips.
Clark closes his eyes to gather himself before opening the door for Charles.
A soft smile plays on his lips.
Charles knows Clark's heart is there, but also knows that he wants Bruce's soul permission. So, he pulls back, just breathing with Clark.
"Cookies."
"Cookies."
October 25, 2025 at 10:20 PM
Charles takes out Bruce's phone to google a recipe, but better yet, he texts Alfred for it, who happily sends one.
"Here, Alfred to the rescue."
"Here, Alfred to the rescue."
Charles knows Clark's heart is there, but also knows that he wants Bruce's soul permission. So, he pulls back, just breathing with Clark.
"Cookies."
"Cookies."
Clark couldn't help himself- He had two amazing men that complemented each other and himself.
Love is messy. Wonderful. Painful and soul destroying. It makes you human.
It cannot be controlled. The heart wants what the heart wants...
Love is messy. Wonderful. Painful and soul destroying. It makes you human.
It cannot be controlled. The heart wants what the heart wants...
His hands rest on Clark's face, kissing him slowly as the kiss deepens, enjoying every last minute he gets of this, more attracted to Clark than he's ever been to anyone.
October 25, 2025 at 10:03 PM
Charles knows Clark's heart is there, but also knows that he wants Bruce's soul permission. So, he pulls back, just breathing with Clark.
"Cookies."
"Cookies."
His hands rest on Clark's face, kissing him slowly as the kiss deepens, enjoying every last minute he gets of this, more attracted to Clark than he's ever been to anyone.
Clark gasps softly as he feels Charles' warm lips on his.
He steps closer, a pleased hum fills the space as Clark deepens the kiss.
He steps closer, a pleased hum fills the space as Clark deepens the kiss.
Charles leans in and kisses those words off Clark's mouth, loving him more and more. They had never all liked the same people before.
"I love you."
"I love you."
October 25, 2025 at 9:25 PM
His hands rest on Clark's face, kissing him slowly as the kiss deepens, enjoying every last minute he gets of this, more attracted to Clark than he's ever been to anyone.
Charles leans in and kisses those words off Clark's mouth, loving him more and more. They had never all liked the same people before.
"I love you."
"I love you."
"You were."
He could feel Charles' eyes on him.
"Don't forget , I love you too."
He could feel Charles' eyes on him.
"Don't forget , I love you too."
"Was I?" Charles raises his brows at Clark, watching his lips on his skin with an internal sigh.
October 25, 2025 at 9:15 PM
Charles leans in and kisses those words off Clark's mouth, loving him more and more. They had never all liked the same people before.
"I love you."
"I love you."
"Was I?" Charles raises his brows at Clark, watching his lips on his skin with an internal sigh.
Clark kisses Charles hand.
"You're fine. It's just as much your ring. You were a big part of this."
"You're fine. It's just as much your ring. You were a big part of this."
"He will be back later for that," Charles promises, rubbing his thumb over Clark's knuckles.
"Cookies will make everything better."
"Cookies will make everything better."
October 25, 2025 at 8:33 PM
"Was I?" Charles raises his brows at Clark, watching his lips on his skin with an internal sigh.
"He will be back later for that," Charles promises, rubbing his thumb over Clark's knuckles.
"Cookies will make everything better."
"Cookies will make everything better."
"Ma and Pa know Bruce and I are dating. Haven't told them about the engagement yet."
His eyes drifts to Charles' hand where Bruce's ring sits.
"They aren't back from town yet, so we're fine."
His eyes drifts to Charles' hand where Bruce's ring sits.
"They aren't back from town yet, so we're fine."
"Does she know?" Charles doesn't want to make things weird with Clark's mother, but most people who didn't know any better, were none the wiser.
October 25, 2025 at 8:12 PM
"He will be back later for that," Charles promises, rubbing his thumb over Clark's knuckles.
"Cookies will make everything better."
"Cookies will make everything better."
"Does she know?" Charles doesn't want to make things weird with Clark's mother, but most people who didn't know any better, were none the wiser.
"Ma will have it. Or google."
They make small talk to the house before Clark opens the door for Charles .
They make small talk to the house before Clark opens the door for Charles .
Charles takes it, squeezing it gently in his own, lacing their fingers together. They could take it slow.
"I hope you know a good recipe, because I don't."
"I hope you know a good recipe, because I don't."
October 25, 2025 at 7:56 PM
"Does she know?" Charles doesn't want to make things weird with Clark's mother, but most people who didn't know any better, were none the wiser.
Charles takes it, squeezing it gently in his own, lacing their fingers together. They could take it slow.
"I hope you know a good recipe, because I don't."
"I hope you know a good recipe, because I don't."
"I'd really enjoy that."
He holds out his hand to Charles.
"Let's go inside."
He holds out his hand to Charles.
"Let's go inside."
"Yeah." Charles wants to help soften the blow a little bit to Bruce, so maybe he'd do that thing Clark mentioned earlier.
"Baking?" They can make those snickerdoodles.
"Baking?" They can make those snickerdoodles.
October 25, 2025 at 7:25 PM
Charles takes it, squeezing it gently in his own, lacing their fingers together. They could take it slow.
"I hope you know a good recipe, because I don't."
"I hope you know a good recipe, because I don't."
"Yeah." Charles wants to help soften the blow a little bit to Bruce, so maybe he'd do that thing Clark mentioned earlier.
"Baking?" They can make those snickerdoodles.
"Baking?" They can make those snickerdoodles.
"Now that's mostly settled."
Clark sighs softly, relieved
"Anything you want to do?"
Clark sighs softly, relieved
"Anything you want to do?"
"It's fine, we're fine." They would get through all of this together. Come out swinging at the end. Maybe with Clark, the odds would be a little better.
October 25, 2025 at 7:12 PM
"Yeah." Charles wants to help soften the blow a little bit to Bruce, so maybe he'd do that thing Clark mentioned earlier.
"Baking?" They can make those snickerdoodles.
"Baking?" They can make those snickerdoodles.