Think carefully. She’s heavily into bondage.
That’s not really much of a deterrent, is it?
“Yeah, I heard about what happened to those guys who beat up the Blood Queen’s boyfriend. They never did find the heads, I hear.”
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Think carefully. She’s heavily into bondage.
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Yes! And we frequently hang out together…in my dreams. She’s obviously a switch. So, yes, I would date a superhero.
Heh! Obligatory “Super Stupor” strip. 
Sure, if one would date me.
A quick rundown of the Silver Age JLA members and their romantic entanglements:
Superman - Lois Lane, repeatedly, constantly kidnapped. Supers taught her Kryptonian martial arts.
Batman - long run of girlfriends, many overnighters
Wonder Woman - Steve Trevor, repeatedly, constantly kidnapped.
Flash - Iris West Allen, assumed to have been killed by one of the Flash’s enemies until nearly the end of the run of the comic
Green Lantern - Carol Ferris, possessed by alien forces to become Star Sapphire, villainess
Hawkman - Hawkgirl, wife from inception, no problems until the Bronze Age, presently they’re in different universes [don’tcha hate it when that happens?]
Martian Manhunter - left a dead wife on Mars
Aquaman - married Mera, their baby son was murdered
Atom - Jean Loring, he married her; in the Bronze Age she divorced him, and became a psychotic killer, then was possessed by Eclipso
Green Arrow - longtime girlfriend the Black Canary; in the Bronze Age she discovered he couldn’t keep it in his pants
So, no, not a good idea. Even if you’re as happily married as the Golden Age Flash, a simple universal retcon can ruin your whole life.
Sure, I think that I would risk it. I mean, if I’m going to be living in a world where I’m always going to have to be on the lookout for giant death robots, demons unleashed from the bowels of Hell, rampaging aliens and people who can zap me or think me or whatever me to death, I may as well hang out with someone who might be able to save me.
Yes. My superhero and I met when we both lived in NYC.
But to answer the question: I’d rather go out with Clark Kent than Superman.
That’s the rope that forces you to tell the truth, right?
I’ll stick with the ladies that can shape shift, fly or pull my arms out of their sockets. You can have the one with the magic rope.