#pink kryptonite reference??

[the-purple-possum]

Chappel Roan is the pink kryptonite of the music industry, there I said it.

[toughtink]

is there a word for something that’s so wildly and obviously offensive that it circles back around to just be camp?

[possum-ruth]

been slowing down a bit on my collecting recently (I no longer work at the thrift store + school has been keeping me from going out webkinz hunting) but my friend got me this lovely fellow !!! He's the Ribbon Iguana, released in 2014, and I love him. Unfortunately his previous owner cut his tush tag off but that doesn't make him any less special <3

His name is Kryptonite :3

[pedriscroquettes]

𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 ✵ PEDRI

summary. a game of never have i ever leads you to discover how much stamina your friend has.

warnings. pedri is a MUNCH. f!oral, mentions of drugs, pedri is down BAD!!

a/n. this is for all my og’s <3

It had all started off as an innocent joke between friends. Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe the weed, or maybe even Gavi’s outlandish question during a game of never have I ever. Whatever it was, it had completely ruined your friendship with Pedri and you couldn’t spend more than twenty minutes near him. All it took was one question, a joke, and you’d become his kryptonite.

“So? Have you?” You ask Pedri shyly.

“Have I what?” He takes a sip of his drink.

“Eaten someone out.” You can barely say.

The brunette almost spits out his drink then and his cheeks rapidly turn a light hue of pink. His mind goes blank and his thoughts go crazy. He wonders why in the world would you ask him that. After all you’ve been friends for so long and never once talked about your sexual lives. He can’t even come up with an answer to your question. But as he sees your confused doe eyes staring up at him it’s as if his world shifts. It’s how you end up here.

Your hands grip the edge of the sink as the brunette grips your hair making your neck accessible to him. He leaves a trail of wet kisses down your neck, careful to not mark you. After all there’s a team party downstairs. His hand begins to tread down your body towards the end of your skirt. He begins to drag your skirt up but the coldness of the sink makes you wince and you remember where you are.

Your hand automatically drops down to where his is on your thigh. You stop him before he gets any closer to your sensitive spot. He gets the hint and removes his hand almost immediately, a confused look adorns his face as he backs away. A reaction you get almost every time the two of you are alone. That boy was active on and off the pitch. It was insane how much stamina he has.

“Not here.” You tell him referring to all of his friends being downstairs.

The instant pout on his face almost makes you laugh. Seriously, it’s like taking away a lollipop from a child. You wonder when did he get so attached, you’d only started your little arrangement two months ago. First it was after parties, then during his off days, now he was pleasing you every other day. Not that you were complaining but you were worried that someone would figure it out soon.

“That’s not what you said last week.” He states with a sassy undertone.

Pedri had hosted a small gathering with his close friends last week that soon turned into a full blown party after Ferran invited half of his contact list. Taking advantage of the fact that they didn’t have practice the next day it didn’t take long for the two of you to be crossfaded. You vaguely recall the way his hands wrapped around your waist before you end up in his room with his curls between your legs.

Your hands gripped the sheets as Pedri ravished you. His tongue lapped against your sensitive spot, exploring you in the process. You’re the sweetest thing he’s ever tasted and he makes sure to prove it to you. You can’t help the pornographic moans that escape your lips as you grind against his tongue. It’s all too much. You’re so close.

“Who else are you seeing?” He asks weakly, interrupting your flashback.

“No one Pedri. I barely have time for you and you think I’m letting anyone else near me?” You scoff.

“You study in Girona and I’m always traveling.” He whines.

“So? You think I’m just sleeping around? When I’m not with you I’m studying.” You scold him. “Also, you’re not my boyfriend to be upset about who I’m seeing or not seeing.”

“I could be.” And there it was.

“No.” You state without hesitation.

And that was that. He knew not to overstep his boundaries. It was all too complicated, you had too many friends in common, you were too good of friends. You simply couldn’t risk it and you saw how his fangirls treated any potential love interest. They were going to eat you alive and the last thing you needed was to be harassed over a man. Was losing everything worth it? To be frank you thought about it before.

Movie nights had become a tradition between the two of you when he first arrived in Barcelona. It was innocent at first just two friends enjoying each other’s company. But as your friendship evolved so did your movie nights. The film was now background noise as you straddled him. He was lapping your arousal like a man starved. His name escaped your lips multiple times as his tongue licked all the right places. You could feel the coil in your stomach form as he helped you reach your peak. You fasten your pace against him and in a few minutes he has you coming all over his face.

You pant as you try to recover from your orgasm and Pedri wastes no time dragging you down so you’re chest to chest. His hand wraps itself around your neck pulling you down for an intense kiss. You can taste yourself as the two of you make out. It’s slow and sensual, almost meaningful. Then without asking he brings the blanket the two of you had tossed aside on top of your bodies. Without realizing the two of you spend the rest of the night cuddling. And you can’t help but wonder, is there depth there?

You shake away that night not wanting your needs to cloud your judgement. But as you look up seeing the desperation on his face you don’t know how much longer you can resist.

“Please I’ll be quick.” He whispers in your ear. His fingers tease your entrance. “We both need it.”

And damn it you gave in that night.

[c-cha-cheust]

that clark hickey qns got me thinking fr. i think it wouldnt be possible cause he can only be hurt by like kryptonite but the thought evolved into questioning whether clark wld be a masochist and likes when reader toys with a kryptonite near him… like IMAGINE the potential

-🦊 anon

In the notes, myself and two of my lovely freaks theorized that a kryptonite lipstick would be the preferred method in putting your mark on a super.

(Also Clark is a masochist, I think canonically. In the comic Action Comics v1 1051 (2023) Jon accidently finds superman's War World outfit in Louis and Clark’s closet, with Lois quickly shutting the closet door and reminding him about privacy. (pic for reference) Plus he's cononically married to LOIS LANE. You know shes pegging him)

While doing some extra research for this ask, I was learning about kryptonite and what the different colors do right? (I learned that black Kryptonite can split a kryptonian in two different entities, good and evil, and that pink kryptonite can swap a kryptonians gender.) I might have to create my own version of kryptonite just for fanfic purposes. Like a teal green that weakens them.

Okay okay but hear me out, kryptonite infused handcuffs? You can cuff him to the bed and have your way with him, sure he might break the bedfame the cuffs are attached to but he’s not breaking out of the cuffs without a key.

Imagine clark finally being able to not have to worry about hurting someone? Finally being weakened enough to be vulnerable? He’s almost in tears it feels so nice. No bad thoughts about possibly crushing you, or losing control of his heat vision or nothing.

Just clark being edged to his breaking point with no consequences.

I like to imagine that his partner is a scientists that created this type of kryptonite just for him. It’s hot seeing your alien god of a partner begging you to please let them cum, knowing that because of your creation, a god can do nothing but beg a mortal for mercy.

Unfortunately for him, the mortal that he chose isn’t merciful.

[skylarmoon71]

Winchester - (Supernatural / Smallville Crossover AU) - Chapter 3

They’ve gotten quite accustomed to the fact that you always have your nose in a book.

Sitting in the Talon with Clark and his friends, you flip another page as they converse back and forth.

“Are you kidding me, Jaws was awesome!” Pete argues. 

“Come on, I mean I was gullible enough as a child, but sharks aren’t as man eating as the stories portray. They just assume that we’re seals.” Chloe inputs. 

“I’ll remember that the next time I hear about a shark attack.” Pete snarks. Lana and Clark are laughing. Lex is smiling. 

They’ve been comparing movies for a while now. 

“What about you (Y/N), what’s your favorite movie?” 

“Beauty and the Beast.” You reply before you even realize. 

For a moment your eyes are still running over sentences, that’s until you process the quiet. Looking up, all eyes are trained on you. Clark looks a bit surprised and Lana as well as Chloe look about ready to gush. Your cheeks flush. 

“I-I mean Die Hard. I-I just love all those explosions.” You cover, you know they don’t believe a word, you just dive back into your book in hopes that the topic will change. 

Another hour or so of movie references and recommendations and the group is dispersing. Clark has offered to give you a ride back which you accept happily. Jumping into the truck, you buckle up as Clark pulls out down the street. 

“So Beauty and the Beast huh?” 

“I-I was just joking! I’m hardcore n-not some princess! I slay monsters!!” 

You’re trying really hard to defend it, but Clark suddenly becomes aware of some of your more delicate traits. Like the fact that your laptop has a pretty little floral casing, or some of your clothes are an assortment of pink or purple. 

Maybe it’s the creative jewelry that you tend to wear. You do have a tough exterior for obvious reasons, but there are more feminine sides that you apparently don’t want others to see. It might have something to do with the fact that you grew up with two brothers. It might just be ingrained into you. 

He knows one thing, he’d like to get closer, learn more. 

“I was gonna set up my projector in the loft, do you want to come over to watch a movie?” 

“I guess it depends on the movie.” You mutter. 

He smiles to himself. 

“I’ll make sure to get something that you like.” 

You hum, still a bit skeptical, but you agree. 

“Alright then, make sure you have popcorn, and gummy bears.” 

“I’ll be sure to grab some.” 

You look very content and he makes a mental note not to forget anything. 

After you’ve returned to your place and secured your books and computer, you relax. Sam and Dean haven’t called with any tragic news, so you can guess that everything is going smoothly. 

Moving to the kitchen, you intend to make yourself a snack, but the familiar flapping of wings catches your attention. You peek into the living room, not very surprised. Gabriel is seated on your couch with a bag of gummies in his lap and your remote in his hand. He leans back when he spots you. 

“Hey squirt.” 

You giggle, racing over and dropping on the couch next to him. 

“Gabriel I missed you!” You hug him and he laughs, ruffling your hair. 

“Me too, Castiel was a pain in the ass. He says I need to stop messing with the two stooges.” You playfully hit his arm. 

“Hey, give them some slack.” 

“Fine, fine.”

You both relax on the couch. 

“So what have you been up to, bubble gum? Bust any monsters lately?” 

“Nope, but I did find an alien?” 

“An alien, nice. Korugarians, Coluans, Cathexis or Kryptonian?” 

“Hmm, actually I’m not sure. I never even asked. I’ll be sure to do that next time.” 

There has been frequent mention of Kryptonite, so it’s possible that he’s Kryptonian. 

“Sounds like you’re having fun.” 

“Lots of fun. I’m gonna watch a movie tonight.”

“Oooo, with who?” 

“Just a guy I know.” 

Gabriel smirks and your cheeks get red. 

“N-Not like that we’re just friends!!” 

“Whatever you say.” He’s wiggling his brows and you huff, grabbing the pack of gummies from his lap as you take off running. 

“Hey!! Those are mine!!” 

Gabriel’s visits are definitely entertaining to say the least. 

A few more hours of messing around with him and you’re heading over to Clark’s place. Gabriel had been nice enough to give you a ride. Now standing outside of the barn you wave at him. 

“Thanks Gabriel.” 

He salutes.

“Anytime. Now don’t you go staying out late young lady, you have a curfew.” 

You laugh and he winks, disappearing. 

Sliding your hands into your pocket, you head to the loft. As you walk into the barn you call for Clark. He leans over the railing. 

“You made it.” 

“Sure did.” You hoof it up the stairs, watching his little set up. 

“I have to admit this is cool. It must be nice to have all this space.” 

Clark nods.

“It comes in handy.” 

He gestures to the couch, and you take notice of the blankets and cushions as well as the snacks. You immediately head for the sweets, not that he’s surprised. Once you make yourself comfortable, Clark follows, his remote in hand as he plays the movie. You’re already digging into your snack. When you see the title you’re blushing again. 

“Beauty and the Beast..” 

He nods. 

“I was feeling a bit nostalgic, figured I’d brush up.” 

It’s a poorly constructed lie. You pout and he smiles. 

“Let’s enjoy the movie.” 

You don’t have the nerve to complain. The second it starts you’re already glued in. The introduction of characters feels like the very first time that you saw it. The melodies and interactions are just as beautiful as ever. You’ll never get tired of it, their voices, that love story. 

Clark knows he should be paying attention to the film rather than shameless gawking at all your cute expressions but he can’t help himself. When he first met you, you were headstrong, put together. Almost fearless. He supposed he just assumed that you had no interest in anything cute or romantic. But he was wrong. It’s clear that he has a lot to learn. 

It takes him a moment to realize the movie is over. You look so content and he can’t help but ask. 

“Why do you love this movie so much?” 

Your expression changes to something more thoughtful, and a bit shy.

“I can’t fool you, can I?” 

“Nope.” 

You smile. 

“I just really like her character. She’s a bookworm too.” 

Clark smiles at the comparison. 

For a while you wear such a light expression, but then your eyes seem to fall. 

“The story of her falling for a beast, I guess in a way I’ve always wanted it to be possible. Having someone love you like that despite knowing the scariest sides of you. Unconditional love like that has always been sort of out of my reach.” 

You grip at the covers. 

“I’m a bit of a hopeless romantic.” You mumble. 

Love given your job description has always been somewhat impossible. People who got close usually never lived long enough. Surrounded by the things you were as a child, well, it didn’t exactly set a foundation for lasting relationships. This is the longest you’ve been in one place with friends and it hasn’t imploded in your face. 

At least not yet. 

You’re still a bit anxious that it might happen. 

Clark’s touch pulls your focus. His hand is gentling covering yours and you look up. 

“We both can relate to that.” 

You smile when you realize what he’s referring to. You can’t help but feel grateful. 

“Thanks for this Clark.” 

He nods. 

“Anytime.” 

[mbirnsings-71]

HELLO!!!!!!!!!!!!! IM HERE 2 ASK 4 5 SONGS 2 ADD 2 MY PLAYLIST :D!!!! SO LIKE TOP 5??? ATM MAYB :D!!!!! TYYY

You're insane and my god I don't know how I'm gonna do this but I am gonna try so like in no particular order here's a top 5 cause I have too many songs I listen to (a.k.a this may or may not be songs I have that loop in my brain for hours at a time or have at some point-)

1) red wine supernova - Chappell Roan

CAUSE IT IS A BANGER!! AND HAS TO BE LIKE MY FAVORITE SONG OF HER'S

2) Pink Pony Club - Chappell Roan

Cause I might as well just make this a Chappell Roan post but like her Music hits okay-

3) Good Luck, Babe - Chappell Roan

BECAUSE I AM A USELESS SAPPHIC AND THIS SONG AND OTHER CHAPPELL ROAN SONGS FIT ONE OF MY OCS SO WELL AND LIKE IT'S A VIBE-

4) Too Sweet - Hozier

Finally a non Chappell Roan song but it is Hozier so like uhhhh yeehaw I guess- again this is just a song I have on loop on my head so yeehaw-

5) waiting for Superman - Daughtry

It was either this one or Kryptonite by 3 doors down for 5th place But it's because I was trying to find the theme song from Smallville but I can not remember the name of it but because of that you get songs with superman references in them as a treat-

This is such a hard ask if you ask me again in a week I will probably have different answers depending on what I've been looping that week 🫶

[lesbian-cowpoke]

I believe Jon Kent's boyfriend has pink hair as a reference to pink kryptonite and nothing could convince me otherwise.

[magenta-somethings]

☆☆☆ Timkon Recs, Over 10k Edition☆☆☆

done in order of word count, ascending.

Oh, Red / Burning Red by thebodydies (E, complete, 10.1k) the lengths one must go to in order to top their (half-)alien boyfriend. it has smut, character studying, exploration of worldbuilding. what more could you want. Sugar Daddy, Bring Me Home by thebodydies (E, complete, 12.9k) 10/10 smut holy shit. what making one too many sugar daddy jokes about u & ur bff does to a motherfucker…… (the sugar daddy in question is ofc tim) suddenly you're ripped into being alive by lucifersfavouritechild (T, complete, 15.1k) incredible timkon clone baby au. kon gets to be a househusband. also he gets the funniest dialogue, which is just canon accurate tbh. think pink by suzukiblu (E, incomplete, 16.5k) bdsm ft sub!kon, timbernkon & weird dc lore (aka pink kryptonite aka the rock that turned superman gay that one time). i need this to update so badly. not even for the porn (even though, very hot). i just need more of the kon character study. also just an interesting exploration of sexuality. what *are* the implications of having access to a stone that scientifically is confirmed to change your sexuality? though i also have a theory that the kon in this fic is bi pre-kryptonite and is just using the kryptonite as a subconscious excuse. but thats just a theory. A GAME THEORY— call me cute and feed me sugar by suzukiblu (T, incomplete, 55k) 10/10 identity porn (in the sfw sense of the term). tim deals with the ethically dubious implications of kon's early life by becoming his sugar daddy. ft the peak comedy of horny teenagers being horny. what are you doing calling another sixteen year old baby/daddy lmao. buy back the secret by sundiscus (T, incomplete, 91k) more 10/10 identity porn (again, in the sfw sense). peak mutual pining (aka idiots to lovers). i dont think i can say anything else without spoiling it so just trust me. its an incredible read. straight on 'til morning by merils (M, complete, 102.3k) the 100k fic i read in a day. what happens when u treat the superboy’s 1994 comics seriously, lean into the peter pan intertextual references & make it queer. i mean, canon superboy already has peter pan intertextual references. but like leaning into it more. both tim & kon are also trans as fuck.

i keep accidently reading timkon fics that are over 10k. like i just forget to check the word count & then 5 hours are gone & i scroll back to the top and the 90k is sitting there, waiting, staring me in the face. the timkon fic writers are putting something in these fics and i'm pretty sure its drugs

[magicrainbowkitties]

Love how literally everything Gerard Way has ever done has had some level of queerness in it somewhere, be it their music or their comics. Like this guy literally said "I am going to throw gay people and gender-based fuckery at you and y'all are gonna fucking LIKE IT." Even back in the days of Bullets and Revenge (when, to give context to my fellow zoomers, homophobia and commodification of queerness was so fucking rampant that the Superman issue with Pink Kryptonite was released in 2003), this guy was out there, screaming about sucking dick and actively kissing his homies on stage as a specific political statement.

And then later on he goes off and actually does comics, one based off Danger Days, and yeah the villain from the music videos just. Has a male love interest. Whose death causes him to finally rebel against the fascistic corporation that actively works to destroy otherness. And then Doom Patrol (which btw has always had queer subtext, severely underrated superhero line imo) and Umbrella Academy. I'm not sure what else I can say on that.

They've also been loud and proud about their own queerness, even if he doesn't use labels. Like this is not an ally thing my dudes this is a queer person making queer content for queer people, and was literally doing it before it was cool. Like shit dude. That's fucking praxis.

And then. When he started performing with their buddies again. In the years of our lord 2022 and 2023. In the middle of a worldwide effort to erase trans people from existence. At a time where people could reasonably be like "yea he's campy but he's still just a cis band dude." This bitch. Gets on stage. In not just any dresses. But dresses in references to women who are both victims of great tragedy and pain but are also icons of sociopolitical power. And never ONCE letting up on ANYTHING. Sometimes it's a dress, sometimes it's a weird Party City thing, sometimes it's literally Piss and Vinegar shirts. But never once does the genderfuckery stop.

"In the face of extermination, say fuck you."

The respect I have for this guy is off the fucking charts, and the inspiration I feel in seeing this shit happen is other-fuckin-worldly.

[keef-a-corn]

Ahem, not close to being an og on tumblr or DC so I may have some stupid points and/or may being doing this friggin wrong and I’m okay with that. Fairly certain I will be proven wrong one way or another, but I’m tryin’.

Now..

Got into DC not too long ago. This is what I have learnt so far (these are mainly Batman based because I’m yet to care about anyone else nearly as much as I care about Bats and I’m mainly focusing on the stuff I’ve encountered, not toxicity [because I haven’t encountered that yet]):

- Batman is awesome but his canon constantly clashes. It’s nicer for HCs but is also a pain when a bunch of people focus on one part.

- still very shocking but… people tend to be fairly okay when someone doesn’t read the comics or most of the comics, as long as they are at least familiar with references to the comics.

- the live-action movies are both really good and highly flawed all at once.

- there is a horrific amount of crossovers with Miraculous and Danny Phantom. Like fanfics made yesterday have these crossovers.

- You like a ship? Perfect! Here’s plenty of content in relation to that!

- my method from finding Transformers fanfics does not work.

- Not enough JL depress.

- still yet to see anyone mention how funny it is that parents allow their children to engage with majority of DC and JL content when they really shouldn’t.

-Batman can never be apart of young children content. Nothing targeted to someone below the age of 7 should be allowed to engage with Batman content. Considering how he became Batman, his morals, his motivations, his goals.

- majority agree that a good version of Batman is when cares about people and actually is a very good person but will never see himself as a good person, he’s not scary. He’s not mean. He actually cares about people. He’s just a damaged person.

- Autism and ADHD characters are canon and I love browsing all the proof that it’s canon.

- Alfred is best. (Also raised my standards for the British only for it to be destroyed by my stupid uncle.)

- want to ignore canon? M’kay!

- not enough ‘Bruce cut himself off from people for years, but did solely interact with Alfred, gradually he started mimicking Alfred’s accent, so when he finally interacts with people again he has a British accent.’ Come on.

- if you search up any negative, but angsty, trait and ‘Bruce Wayne’ on tumblr you’re going to get a whole bunch of content that’s either Bruce x reader or is batbros focused rather than Bruce focused.

- everything is either from 5 years ago or yesterday.

- not enough owl man and Batman interacting content. Where’s the fanfics where Owlman tries to join the JLA and the only one to question it is Bruce! Initially Owlman’s there to undermine Batman and drive him insane, but gradually their relationship develops and the original plan goes out the window in the wake of ‘protective brother’ mode?? It’s not even close to canon, but at this rate it doesn’t matter.

- fight scenes are cool, but do you know what’s cooler? Characters displaying proper friendships [while fighting]

- overworked and insomniac characters are central in fanfics when you least expect it, but if you ACTUALLY SEARCH IT UP YOU GET NOTHING!

Edit: completely forgot to mention

- still waiting for someone to mention that although Battison (I think [yet to watch it]) addresses the black makeup from around the eyes of Batman when he’s in the cowl, does it really matter? Because it’s not even supposed to be there because Batman’s eyes are supposed to be covered by the lenses built into the cowl.

- disappointed by the lack of high-heels in more modern content. They run around in heels in Justice League and Justice League Unlimited and that’s how high my standards are. No heels? No point.

- pink kryptonite hehe

And finally

- learning big words and concepts thanks to everything. Honestly didn’t know what ABA was, or that it’s called a cowl!

[calico-strawberry]

🍋🥦🍇 for lavina?

🍋- what is their kryptonite/greatest weakness?

Women. A specific pink haired one at that.

🥦 - what do they hate about humanity?

Lavinia vibes too much too really have something to hate about humanity as a whole. Specific people sure, she already does that, but as a whole not really.

🍇 - what is their circle of people look like? What Dynamic would they be called?

I mean their "circle" is just the regular group of characters from Deso, I don't know how much bigger it gets yet (if it does) but I'm referring to the group of Ava, Scarlett, Connor, Garrett and Emily.

I really don't know how to describe their dynamic as a group tbh, as of where I'm at in Deso's story.

[mocksterling]

In celebration of me now realizing pink kryptonite is considered a ship name (Jonathan kent/Jay Nakamura)

Images gathered from my Jonathan Kent, Violet Lanern Corp, and my Before the Bat We Heart It Collections

*post is in reference to this occurrence

[gothicwidowsworld]

Justice League

They tell you they love you

Bruce Wayne

“Bruce please hurry up the guests are due to arrive any minute!” Y/N called securing her earring. Scurrying down the hallway the y/h/c woman almost ran into Bruce's familiar assistant. “Don’t worry Alfred, I can handle it.” Y/N reassured the older man who looked like he was about to have kittens time keeping had never been one of Bruce's strong suits. Storming into their shared bedroom Y/N tutted her y/e/c orbs falling on the figure of the famous Bruce Wayne fighting with an unmade bow tie. “Take your time Bruce it’s not like we’ve been planning this gala for months.” Y/N smiled teasingly. Huffing the male smacked the loose strip of fabric “Do I even need this?”  Nodding the female bit her red painted lips her y/s/c hands making fast work of the offending item. “There. Wasn’t that hard was it?” Y/N asked rhetorically before taking her leave. “You know I love you right?” Bruce called smirking at the large oak door. Popping her head around the doorway Y/N laughed “I know. Now hurry up I believe some people are waiting for Mr. Wayne to make a grand entrance.”

Arthur Curry

“Here you go Tom.” Y/N smiled softly, passing the older man a mug of coffee. The early morning sun causing a warm glow to fill the kitchen. “It’s been a while since I’ve had a girl make me breakfast in such a fancy getup.” Tom teased referring to the well loved flannel that currently hung off the girl. Sighing playfully Y/N flipped a pancake “I see where Arthur got his smooth talking from.” Heavy footsteps broke the pair from their conversation “Morning sleepy head” Y/N greeted placing a plate and some cutlery at the tall man's designated seat. “Rough night?” Thomas Curry interrogated his son knowing Arthur had spent the night doing what he did best saving the people the ocean nearly claimed. Scowling at his father Arthur sat down stuffing his face with the homemade food. Truth be told recently the Curry family had been eating like kings rather than living off microwave meals and Y/N was to thank for that. “I’ll leave you kids to it.” Thomas nodded awkwardly heading to the pier like he did every morning. “You shouldn't be so mean to him.” Y/N frowned, clearing the recently evacuated seat scolding the tan man. Smiling Arthur attempted to pull out the puppy dog eyes knowing it was one of the girl's weaknesses. “Oh no don’t try and play innocent with me!” Y/N giggled, slapping away his hands that where currently trying to grab her waist. Squealing the y/h/c woman lost the fight rolling her y/e/c orbs as Arthur wrapped his arms around her. “You love me though right?” Arthur whispered in her ear. Shrugging Y/N debated aloud teasing the male “I don’t know do I?”. Silence fell over the pair nothing but the sound of the ocean waves filling the lighthouse. “Well I certainly love you.” Arthur admitted cringing at the soppy emotion that currently plagued him. 

Clark Kent

“I love you” Clark mumbled the dark battlefield ruining the moment but it was now or never. Laughing awkwardly Y/N held the weakened Krypton native her y/e/c eyes running over the makeshift war zone. “That’s sweet and all but maybe now’s not the best time for that.” The  woman argued the rain beating down, making her y/h/c darker. “No Y/N you don’t understand I love you.” This time his tone urgent breaking the female's attention from a giant currently trying to end the world in an attempt to kill Superman. Confused Y/N whipped her head to the fellow superhero her face falling when she caught his gaze on the glowing green spear. “No Clark you can’t!!” Stumbling to his feet the man winced as he picked up the kryptonite tipped weapon. “I have too, it's my duty.” Clark insisted moving to face the girl who now had tears streaming down her face but he didn't mention it. Y/N could kick ass alien or not. “What about your duty to me?” Y/N questioned her y/s/c hand clutching at his blue suit. Shaking his head Clark saw a cloud of green filling the sky if there was anytime to act it was now. Pulling away Clark flew off trying to block out the girl's screams.

Barry Allen

Barry Allen may live life in the fast lane but there was nothing he enjoyed for then staying up late playing video games with Y/N L/N. “THAT’S CHEATING!!” the y/h/c girl screech failing to serve out of the flailing limb Barry had sent as an attempted distraction. “What my leg was going numb?” the dark haired male started innocently a chuckle erupting from his plump lips. “You're such a loser Barry Allen.” Y/N mumbled taking a swig of her Pepsi before violently pressing the yellow Y to exchange her weapon and shoot an prowling enemy. “Maybe I'm an idiot who loves you.” Barry whispered a red tint filling his cheeks thank god the pair like to play in the dark to limit distractions. Pausing the game Y/N froze. “What?” the girl asked silently applauding herself that she didn’t stutter and make the room more awkward. “Huh? Nothing. I didn’t say anything.” Barry argued the pathetic excuse tumbling from his lips. Putting down her controller Y/N shook her head violently. “No! No you definitely said you loved me!” Shrugging the male muttered something to myself. “Okay… maybe I did.” Running a hand through his messy noir locks the teen frowned “But I can't help it. Your prefect. You like pizza and video games.” Turning to face the girl Barry held her hand shyly. “That and you’re not embarrassed to be seen with me!” Barry revealed. “I get it if you never want to see me again.” Barry hummed almost sinking into the sofa, the red blush now a dull pink that still burnt like the midsummer sun. “What? Barry no. Your sweet, I was just surprised.” Y/N insisted slowly inching her way closer to the dark introvert.

Diana Prince 

Diana never thought she’d feel love again after Steve but the summer of 1977 surprised her. It was the Summer she met Y/N L/N, a girl more innocent than her 1945 self. “Diana tell you’ve at least heard this one?” Y/N asked bouncing on the balls of her feet something that should have been impossible in platforms but it was a quirk that the Amazonian had grown to love. Smiling the brunette shook her head flicking through some of the records in the boxes in front of her. Record hunting had become a weekend event for the pair; some of the stalls that lined the River Seine were complete treasure troves. Hanging her mouth open Y/N gasped her y/s/c hand hovering over her chest in mock disbelief. “Y/N I love you you’re going to catch flies!” Diana smirked her red nails running over the spines of vinyls. “Right that’s it we’re going home right now and I  will force you to listen to the amazing masterpiece that is ABBA!!” Y/N squealed quickly palming off a euro to the poor startled man and running off the tan female in tow. Even when they were in public and people mistook them for best friends Diana loved when they reached their small apartment and could finally shut the world out and be what they truly were… Lovers. 

Victor Stone

“Ah come on just tell her!” Barry yelled, currently bothering Victor like a bratty toddler just begging for attention. Scowling Victor looked up, his fingers paused  hovering over the keyboard “Do you want to say that any louder!” Smirking Barry zoomed over to the fellow youngster “Just tell Y/N you loveeee her!” Barry teased in a sing-song tone noticing his friend's uncomfortable behaviour. “No Allen just leave it!” Victor growled his teeth gritted. Frowning at his friend's sudden change in volume Barry turned only to discover the reason Y/N Wayne. “Hi guys” the young girl smiled waving awkwardly honestly considering her father was a well known suave millionaire Y/N unfortunately didn't inherit her Father's confident nature. “Oh by the way Vic… your mic was on.” At that point Victor was glad he was mainly mechanical parts so the y/h/c girl couldn’t tell how much he’d be blushing and stuttering at that moment.  “I like you too. Um do you want to go to the movies with me. They’re reshowing Hitchcock movies all month.” Brushing a strand of y/h/c locks an awkward silence filled the room. Well other than Barry muttering something about ‘I told you so’ or ‘Call me cupid.’

[jaimeaster]

Kal’s environment

Which season is their favorite season? Summer

Have they ever been betrayed? How did it affect their ability to trust others? They’ve never been betrayed

What is always guaranteed to make them smile? Toilet humour

Do they get cold easily? Do they get overheated easily? He gets overheated very easily. Which is why his wardrobe consists entirely of tank tops and bike shorts

What’s their immune system like? Do they get sick often? How do they react to getting sick? He doesn’t get sick

Where do they live? Do they like it there? The Palace. And yes

Is their bedroom messy? What about their bathroom? Kitchen? Living room? Jaime dibs’d the cleaning. He’s quite happy to live in a sty though.

How did their environment growing up affect their personality? He was created out of black kryptonite, pink kryptonite and a small sample of Clark’s blood. It ensured he was a moralless, hedonistic kryptonian with all of Clark’s skill set

How did the people in their environment growing up affect their personality? Jaime created him. She needed an intimidating protector with a familiar face. Refer to number eight.

How do they feel about animals? Do they have any pets? He doesn’t mind animals. When they’re sleeping. And Nana II’s an old dog. So she’s perfect for him.

How are they with children? Do they have any? Do they want any? He doesn’t mind children. He doesn’t treat them with kid gloves though. Which is why he’s liked. He’s got three. Alice, Henry and Timmy.

Would they rather have stability or comfort? Both

Do they prefer the indoors or outdoors? He doesn’t care really. As long as he can do what he wants he’s fine.

What weather is their favorite? Do they like storms?  Sunny. But he likes a good summer storm.

If given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen? Rude drawings

How organized are they? He’s a grade A slob

What is their most prized possession? His phone

Who do they consider to be their best friend?  Cody. But Cody would disagree.

What is their economic situation? He’s part of the one percent

Are they a morning person or a night owl? Both

[balillee]

i'm now referring to what made me realise i was bisexual as my pink kryptonite - yes, pink kryptonite, famously the one-off breed of kryptonite that turns kryptonians gay.

anyways, velma from the scooby doo movie is my pink kryptonite.