#redking

[sunsh1ner]

\\ A video, shot in the lair, showed a rather giant red-eared slider with two metal arms and metal shell sitting on a rug with a brightly grinning Casey Jr.

"Soo.. Blue - did you know that your kid met an April from another dimension?"

There, surprised crossed his face. "Fucking - no? How did he react?"

The sound of a faraway snort could be heard before Mikey inhaled shakily, trying to keep himself composed.

"He - ahem, he may have, uhm.. flirted? With her?"

"CASSANDRA ERNESTO JUNIOR WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"I ALREADY GOT A VERBAL LASHING FROM THE RAPH IN THIS DIMENSION IN FULL ESPAÑOL, PAPA, PLEASE DON'T-"

"Ohhhh no no no, you ain't escaping that easily my boy - ey! Ey! Vi! Get this - your nephew flirted with an April from another universe!"

Chaos descended as Violet and Red heard the news, and in the background there was the sound of Mike and Leo wheezing and coughing with laughter, Raph looking like he was about to pass out from how hard he was laughing, and Don quickly had pulled out his phone to record off to the side as well.

Casey Jr. absolutely was not happy, and the fury towards the camera was hilarious. \\

[cheshiire-warper]

Redking[gender] // Gender related to the color red and kings, red aesthetics, king aesthetics, red king aesthetics, and manhood

Redqueen[gender] // Gender related to the color red and queens, red aesthetics, queen aesthetics, red queen aesthetics, and womanhood

Redruler[gender] // Gender related to the color red and rulers, red aesthetics, ruler aesthetics, red rulers aesthetics, and enbinhood

[tokumon]

from episode 8 of the original series

Red King being a pain in the neck to Ultraman.

[blackynsupremacy]

REDK!CLARK KENT x BLACK FEM!READER

BOTH ARE AGED UP! 18+

I DON’T PLAY ABOUT MINE, I DON’T CARE.

I’M ADDICTED TO YOU AND IT’S CLEAR.

you’re standing in front of the full sized mirror that leans against the wall in your bedroom. your eyelids were shut momentarily at the request of your boyfriend, clark kent while you felt his fingers maneuvering along the nape of your neck. his warm breaths descending down the bronze skin leaving behind a trail of goosebumps. clark wanted to give you something special. something to remind you and these other creeps who try to throw some vibe at you that you are his one and only. this was the better solution than literally burning holes into another man’s where-the-sun-don’t-shine if they even glance at you for a second. some may call that overprotective, controlling, or maybe even possessive, but clark don’t give a damn. you knew of his abilities and you encourage him to obviously use them to help not harm or show off, but it’s gonna take somebody one time to try that shit with his woman and kal el will see to it that it will be dealt with real quick.

you lean your head backwards and exhale, feeling the warmth of his body heat as your back was centimeters from his front. his gleaming smile appears on his lips, his pristine canines appearing at your reaction to his subtle touches. “open your eyes, pretty girl.” he softly commands. after fastening the gold chain together, his palms slide down to caress the upper region of your bare back up to your shoulders then moving to your front, guiding his fingertips to delicately trace the outlines of your collarbone. you eyes obey his command. first finding clark with his chin resting on your shoulder, his baby blues peering up at you in expectation as your own trail down to the dazzling crimson gem that rests above the crevice of the black, low cut corset top that you chose to wear for the evening out with clark. the gold zipper that adorned the middle elevated the supple skin of your bosom, which clark definitely doesn’t mind. you smile at the charm and heat rises on your cheeks as you realize it matches the gem of his signature ring that’s always donned on his finger. ugh, this man treats you so fine. your index and thumb caress the smooth texture of the red jewel. it pairs perfectly with your new fiery, red full set and ruby coated lips. you really feel like ya’ll are locked in for real. his voice brings you out of your love-filled daze.

“well, what do you think? you’re usually not this quiet when it comes to other things that i give you.” he slyly retorts as a chuckle bellows from his chest, a lopsided smirk lingering on his rose tinted lips. his arms slouch down to your waist, resting his palms on each of your hips giving them a firm yet sensual squeeze. you lean your head back, giggle, and place your slightly smaller hands over his. “oh, you got jokes! but, clark, it’s beautiful. i never really gotten anything like this before, so thank you, boo! it’s so thoughtful and i really love how we’re matching.” you respond and gaze at his ring, softly caressing circles on his jewel with the pad of your thumb.

“you’re really trying to lock a girl down for real now are you, kent?” you quizzed before you turned your body to face his, your chests forming a small gap before they completely meet. you sorta need to lean your chin up to hold eye contact given your man’s towering height. he looks so damn good in his black sleeveless tank, rightfully showing off the brawny muscles of his arms. he was also sporting some dark, denim levi’s and a classic pair of timbs. clark took a moment to gaze your figure from top to bottom. don’t get him wrong, he adores your heart, mind, and soul, but goddamn—he loves the way your body is. you care for it in the best way you possibly can and he loves you for that! your black top paired with that necklace complementing the melanated glow of your skin is driving him crazy. not to mention the precious cargo you possess in that denim mini skirt. shit got him weaker than any green kryptonite could. inwardly, he’s suppressing his kryptonian dna from canceling your plans, ripping that stuff off, and giving you exactly what you deserve. losing full control. right here in front of this mirror. your voice broke him out of his lustful trance

“my eyes are up here, kent. you never answered my question! what are you tryna say with this, huh?” you questioned again pointing to the gem. you softly chuckle and pause. you feel his large palms lock themselves on the small of your back, forcing your bodies to make the contact they’ve been yearning for. one of his hands snake from behind you to hold your jawline tilting your face closer to his while the other descends to firmly grip your on ass. you yelp a bit at his boldness, but you give him your full attention.

“to let all these other guys know that you’re all mine. no one can or will have you as long as i’m breathing. you just have no idea how much you affect me, do you? you belong to me.” he declared and it took one time for you to whisper out his name for him to close the gap between your faces and sensually pulled your lips to his. he’d usually wanted it to be fervent, but he wanted to savor it. savor this moment. savor you. he used his feet to quickly pull you both back for him to sit on your comforter and for you sit on his lap, placing your knees on each side of his thighs. one of your hands gripping on his muscular shoulder while the other runs through his plush, noir curls. as your lips move together, his hand moved from your jaw and pressed against your neck to pull your mouth as close to his as possible.

his fingertips are applying a bit of pressure on the skin as his teeth takes your bottom lip pulling it slightly forward and letting fall back into place which causes you to open up your mouth a little, giving his tongue the opportunity to intrude. he caresses it against your own for a moment before he pulls his lips away to plant his infectious kisses all around neck. you groan out of both pleasure and a bit of annoyance because you’ve been wanting to go out on the town for a minute, but your body betrays as you lean your head backward to give him full access. you can’t see it, but clark’s blue eyes flicker to red as he watches himself in the mirror completely devouring your skin. “hah…clark..clark, please!” you’re trying to get him to stop to tell him something, but he keeps at it anyway.

he couldn’t help, but to feel smug watching you go weak by his touches, kisses, and bites. the hand on your behind is awarded one last squeeze as it ascends up your hip, side, and finds its way to affectionately grope one of your breasts that’s still confined in your corset top. he doesn’t stop there at your neck before he briefly pulls away from your skin and dives his pretty ass face into your cleavage. he makes sure to leave a little kiss to the gleaming red-colored stone that rests in the middle. his tongue glides across both of the girls, giving each that good tlc (titty-licking-clark) as he listened to the melodies of your whimpers of pleasure and protest. with each nibble, grope, and tugging of skin between his teeth your arousal started to ignite within your center. you regained your strength to at least stop his fingers from unzipping your top.

his face raises up, eyes staring deeply into your own and his nose resting in the valley. you notice that the melanated skin of your chest was glistening with the trails of saliva left by his affections. you huff out a breath and laugh a bit. “clark, as much i really want you to go further, i want to go out tonight! i promise as soon as we come home we can get down, but i want to spend this quality time with you, boo….please?” you playfully pout and peck him on the lips a few times and bat your natural lashes to plead your case. damn! clark knew he couldn’t resist your hypnotic amber gaze or sweet kisses. plus, you said please, so he’ll let you slide, but not that easily. he’s gonna get a little starter before the main.

his icy eyes then zeroes in on your chest for a few seconds. he raises a brow before his gaze shifts up to your face, a toothy grin playing on his lips. “ooh, no bra? if i weren’t mistaken, i believe it was your diabolical plan to seduce me all along.” he jokingly stated and you playfully rolled your eyes. his pointer and thumb playing with the zipper that holds what he wants in place before he speaks again “alright—you got it, babe. i’ll take you out, but there’s something i need to do first.”

“bet! let me get my bag, so we can head out.”feeling accomplished, you attempt to lift yourself from his lap before your body is suddenly pulled back, your spine now resting comfortably on the mattress as your knees are apart and perched up to the ceiling. clark’s hands are making their way up your thighs to swiftly pull back your underwear releasing your scent into the atmosphere. before you know it, you peer down to see his raven curls, red eyes, and starving tongue preparing to make contact with what’s in the center. “oh—that’s what he said he needed to do.” your inner self chuckled as you’ve been once again caught in his dangerous trap. this is gonna be a long night.

taglist: @afrowrites @afrogirl3005 @rosiestalez @yugiohio

[paradiseyuri]

Created by : ☆RedK☆ Respective credits to the creator ⓟⒶⓇⒶⒹⒾⓈⒺ♡ⓎⓊⓇⒾ

[writershapeholeonthedoor]

The RedK daughter spending her days telling The Adjudicator how beautiful she is 🤏🏻

[fr-thrice]

Enjoy some pixel buggers. The W3 RedK has passed 100 count and I'm so proud!! W3 Tan was the most successful for a while but RedK has started launching. The 3 bibite pics are examples of W3 RedK, W3 Tan, W3 Nvy (navy), and PG (Purple) strains. While they all share a common ancestor with Spark, PG and W3 separated generations ago. how long will they last??

[sunsh1ner]

Well, uh - hey folks, Leo here, just checking in on everyone and giving updates n all.

Raph came over with Tsuyo, and she really gravitated towards the shrine. She was talking to someone, said she was talking to "unc Mimi" - Mikey. Looked at the picture directly and touched where Mikey was in the photo. Mike saw it and avoided the family again, which.. fair. He's grieving. All of us are, I'm just glad he's not bottling it up.

I've been working at the tea shop and just.. living, I guess? It's been quiet without Mikey stopping in to liven up the place. I've still got the mural on the wall and.. I think I'm gonna take up art. Painting and all. For Mikey, at least, and the first big painting I'm going to do is of my baby brother.

Barry is taking it hard too but we've been talking and just getting closer. Don's been pretty much just keeping to himself and getting the last of his tech packed up in storage. Even SHELLDON. Think he's putting down the inventions, starting on cooking.

Blue and Vi's been keeping an eye on Mike, looking worried, Red's been basically on guard for EPF.

@razzmatazz-and-pixiedust Luckily for you guys you'll be getting Don in by.. today? Flora, Eiko, Angie: take care of him. I know he'll take care of all of you.

No more disappearances. No more capture.

None of us will let it happen.

Leo, signing off.

[ynwa4eva]

OMG D STURRIDGE

[dollfacefantasy]

redk!clark kent x fem!reader cw: nsfw (18+), smut, p in v, extremely dubcon, gunplay

"you're shaking so hard, baby," clark croons from below you. his lips have split into a lazy grin as he watches you bounce up and down on his lap.

"cause you're scaring me," you whimper in return, bottom lip wobbling and tears brimming at your waterline.

it's a partial truth. multiple factors are responsible for your glossy eyes and quivering thighs. anxiety from your boyfriend's recently developed attitude. bliss from the way you're taking his cock to the hilt. terror from the cool, metal pistol digging into your hip.

none of it matters to him though. he wasn't asking in earnest. only to tease. you might be scared out of your mind, but this is the most fun clark's had all week.

he laughs at your assertion, raising his brows in feigned disbelief. "you're scared?" he asks, "is this what you do when you're scared? you pull your panties off and ride the first guy who offers?"

your mouth opens to answer, but he suddenly bucks his hips, silencing any words you had and nearly knocking you off balance in one go. his free hand keeps you steady on top of him. he only needs the one to handle you.

“or maybe i’m special? is that it? i hope so,” he mocks.

whimpers fall from your lips as he continues fucking into your warm hole. wet squelching sounds fill the air around the two of you.

“you told me to! you didn’t give me much of a choice,” you sniffle in defense of yourself. your teary eyes fall to the weapon at your waist to emphasize your point. you don’t even know where he got it from or why he feels the need to aim it at you.

“only cause i could smell your little cunt dripping for me as soon as i walked in the room,” he says, squeezing your hip.

his palm spreads out on your hip before sliding to your back and pulling you down. you collapse onto his chest, your back arching at an awkward angle. the position doesn’t slow him down any. he keeps drilling up into you like he’s being timed.

pathetic whines spill from your lips as you gush around him. frightened as you are, it’s still clark with his cock that fits so perfectly inside you. your fingers clutch at his meaty biceps, nails digging into the skin.

he smiles at your growing cooperation and nuzzles at the side of your hair.

“it’s ok if you wanna blame me, baby. you play the perfect victim,” he breathes.

[blackynsupremacy]

red k!clark the type of fuckboy you be otp with and tries to throw some game, but playing hard to get is not working in your favor.

y/n: i gotta call you back because i need to take a shower.

him: without me? 😏

(we all know this corny ass line)

y/n: …yes. 🙄

him:

y/n: … ykw 😶🙄

him: *already outside your house* 😈

weak in the knees… girl, STAND UP!

note: i imagine y/n as meagan but this is just my hc! ☺️

[paradiseyuri]

Created by : ☆RedK☆ Respective credits to the creator ⓟⒶⓇⒶⒹⒾⓈⒺ♡ⓎⓊⓇⒾ

[marinawolf]

Always You (Supercorp)- Chapter 4

by marinawolf

Lena tries to bring Kara back but gives in to Kara's advances. (warning: redk!kara smut. 18+)

Lena Luthor sat nervously in her office, her heart pounding in her chest. She glanced at the clock on her desk, waiting for the moment that could either save or destroy everything she held dear. The plan she had devised with Alex was risky, but it was their only hope of bringing Kara back from the darkness that had consumed her.

The last time Lena had seen Kara, she had been under the influence of Red Kryptonite, her once bright and compassionate nature replaced by cold calculation and selfishness. Lena couldn't forget the fiery encounter they had shared, the moment when Kara's lips had met hers, filling her with a passion she had never known before. But Lena had stopped it, refusing to let their connection be tainted by the effects of the Red Kryptonite. She had rejected Kara, and had hurt her in the process. And only when she lost Kara had Lena realised that she was desperately and hopelessly in love with her best friend.

Now, as Lena awaited Kara's arrival, she couldn't help but feel a mix of anticipation and trepidation. The familiar gust swept through the office as Kara landed on her balcony, making Lena's heart leap. Kara was early. Too early.

Lena had been prepared for the worst, but nothing could have prepared her for the sight that greeted her when Kara stepped into her office.

The redness in Kara's eyes and veins was unmistakable. Lena's heart sank, knowing that she was facing a version of Kara who was lost to the darkness. But she knew that she had to stay strong, keep her focus on the plan. She couldn't let herself be swayed by the seductive allure that radiated from the woman before her.

"Hello, Lena," Kara smiled, her voice dripping with a calculated charm that sent shivers down Lena's spine. "You called?"

Lena clenched her fists, trying to push down the surge of desire that threatened to consume her. She knew it wasn't the real Kara standing in front of her, but the memories of their shared passion still lingered, haunting her every thought. She had to resist.

"Kara, you came," Lena managed to say, her voice quivering slightly. "I hate how things ended the last time. I wanted to talk."

Kara raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "Oh, I think I can think of something much more interesting to do than talking, Lena."

Lena's heart raced as Red Kryptonite-affected Kara closed the door behind her, her eyes gleaming with a mix of mischief and desire. The air in Lena's office seemed to grow thick with anticipation, and Lena couldn't tear her gaze away from Kara's alluring form.

Kara leaned against the edge of Lena's desk, her body language oozing confidence and power. Lena swallowed hard, her voice barely a whisper, "Kara, please... You have to fight this. You have to come back."

Kara took a step closer, her gaze piercing through Lena's defenses. She reached out and traced a finger along Lena's jawline, sending shivers down her spine.

"I'm right here, Lena. But why would I want to fight this? Don't you feel it too? This pull between us? I couldn't bring myself to act on it before."

Lena's eyes fluttered closed for a moment, fighting against the desires that threatened to consume her. Kara placed her hands on Lena's neck, tracing her pulse point with the tips of her fingers.

"This isn't who we are, Kara." she choked out, "We can't let the Red Kryptonite dictate our actions, our feelings. This isn't you."

"Maybe it's not about the Red Kryptonite, Lena." Kara whispered, her lips painfully close to Lena's. "Maybe it's about being able to surrender to this. To us."

Lena's resistance wavered, the pull of her own desires growing stronger with every passing second, her heart conflicting with her mind. She knew she had to keep Kara distracted until the DEO arrived, but the temptation was too great. She met Kara's gaze, her voice a mixture of longing and hesitation and silently prayed that Alex would arrive in time. Before she couldn't stop herself anymore. Before she let her desires consume her.

Kara leaned in, her breath ghosting over Lena's lips, sending a surge of electricity through Lena's body.

"Tell me, Lena..." Kara whispered, her lips softly ghosting over Lena's. "Can you honestly say you don't want this?"

Lena's resolve crumbled, the weight of her desire too heavy to bear. She closed the remaining distance between them, her lips meeting Kara's in a fiery, desperate kiss. The world around them faded away as they surrendered to the tumultuous wave of passion that had been building for far too long.

As their kiss deepened, Lena felt Kara's strong arms wrap around her, pulling her closer, their bodies pressing against each other. The warmth and softness of Kara's curves against her own sent shockwaves of pleasure through Lena, causing her to gasp into the kiss.

Their hands moved with a desperate hunger, seeking the heat and connection that only they could provide for one another. Lena's fingers tangled in Kara's hair, pulling her closer as they sought to merge their bodies and souls together. When she saw Kara's eyes flash red, she closed her own eyes, ignoring the reason behind this passion. All she wanted was Kara and she couldn't bring herself to deny it anymore.

Lost in the heat of the moment, they stumbled backward, finding support against the wall. The coolness of the surface against Lena's back was a stark contrast to the blazing desire coursing through her veins.

Kara reached behind Lena and unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor. Lena's breath hitched as she felt Kara's searing fingers on her back once more, unhooking her bra and throwing it across the room. Kara's hands began to explore Lena's body, tracing the curves of her back, leaving trails of fire in their wake. Lena moaned softly, the sound lost in the passionate exchange of breaths and the intoxicating taste of Kara's lips.

Kara's lips left a trail of heat down Lena's neck and every coherent thought in Lena's mind was decimated as Kara lowered her head, capturing a pink bud between her lips, flicking her tongue over it. Lena let out moan and Kara switched to the other breast, softly licking and biting, causing fireworks to erupt behind Lena's eyelids. When she stopped after a few minutes, Lena almost whimpered, but was appeased when Kara brought her lips to her body once again. Kara kissed below Lena's breast, down her stomach and on the insides of her thighs, getting on her knees before Lena. Despite everything, Lena found some satisfaction in that- who knew that this was how one could bring the girl of steel to her knees? Kara's deft hands found Lena's underwear and slowly pulled them down her legs.

She felt Kara's breath on her most intimate parts and held her own breath, her pulse quickening. She let out a gasp the second Kara's mouth, hot and wet, pressed into her and moaned as Kara's tongue slid along the length of her centre. Her hands tangled in Kara's hair and although she tried to stop herself, Kara's name tumbled out of her mouth in desperate, breathless whispers. Her tongue teased Lena's entrance. She swept her tongue upwards, across the bundle of nerves and Lena moaned, loudly.

Kara closed her lips around the bundle and mercilessly licked it, turning Lena into an incoherent mess. She couldn't focus on anything- not the plan, not even the fact that the DEO could barge in at any moment. Kara brought a finger to Lena's entrance and paused, looking up at her, her eyes tinged with red, hiding the beautiful blue that Lena was so infatuated with. Tears fell from Lena's eyes, tears of pain and desire.

Lena wanted to beg Kara to continue but didn't need to. Kara registered her desperation and smiled, immediately plunging a finger into Lena. She began to pump hard and fast. Lena was once again lost all thought and the only discernible word she uttered was Kara's name, which fell from her lips like a prayer.

Kara stood up and added another finger, increasing her efforts and Lena's hips bucked.

"Let go for me." She whispered, before crashing her mouth against Lena's, continuing her ministrations. Lena could taste herself on Kara's lips.

Almost as if asceding to Kara's demands, Lena reached her highest point with a gasp. Her back arched and she clenched around Kara's fingers, coming undone in a way she never felt before. Pleasure caused her body to shake and her mind to rid itself of everything except one word. Kara. Kara. Kara. Over and over again until she slowly came back.

Lena slumped against Kara, unable to stand up on her own. Her mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions as she stood there, in Kara's arms after their intense encounter. The weight of guilt settled heavily upon her heart, and regret clawed at her from within.

As the initial rush of passion subsided, Lena's clarity returned, and she became acutely aware of the consequences of their impulsive actions. She gently extricated herself from Kara's embrace, her heart aching with a mix of longing and remorse.

Silent tears welled up in Lena's eyes as she surveyed the disheveled state of her office, a poignant reflection of the chaos that had unfolded between them.

Just then, Kara's eyes widened, anger flaring in them as she heard something that Lena couldn't.

"Who is that? Coming up? Is it the DEO?"

Lena scrambled for her dress, quickly slipping it on as tears fell from her eyes.

"Kara- I need you back. I'm trying to help you!"

"You planned this, didn't you?" Kara whispered, her voice raw with betrayal. "I thought you wanted me."

Lena's heart clenched as she saw the hurt in Kara's eyes. She wanted to beg for her forgiveness right then and there, but she couldn't. Instead, Lena quickly grabbed the back up antidote vial from her desk and held it out to Kara.

"I do want you, Kara but I didn't want it to be like this. I want you but not this version of you," she choked out, feeling as if her heart had been wrenched out of her chest.

"Kara, please, if you're going to leave, just take the vial." She pleaded, her voice laced with desperation. "It's our only chance to bring you back."

She saw Kara's rage burned brighter than ever. She pushed Lena against the wall, trapping her and glaring at her.

"You think you can bring me back now? I'm done, Lena. You've lost me."

“Kara, please” Lena begged, “I’m sorry. I love you. Please.” 

Lena hadn’t planned on telling Kara. Not like this. But she saw something soften in Kara’s eyes. Just for a split second, before the red took over again.

Kara pushed off from the wall, releasing Lena. 

Lena watched in despair as Kara stormed out of her office, anger radiating from every fiber of her being, once again taking a piece of Lena's heart with her.

Waves of guilt crashed against the shores of Lena's conscience, leaving her stranded in a sea of regret. The weight of her actions bore down on her, gnawing at her soul with unforgiving persistence. 

The plan she had devised with the DEO had seemed necessary at the time, a means to expose Kara to the cure for red Kryptonite and save her from the destructive path she had embarked upon. But now, as tears welled up in Lena's eyes, regret washed over her like a tidal wave. She had let her desires cloud her judgment, allowing herself to be swept away in a moment of weakness. For so long, Lena had strived to uphold her principles, to be a beacon of righteousness in a world tainted by darkness. Yet, in a moment of weakness, she had faltered, betraying her own values. The fact that it happened with Kara, the person she cherished most, twisted the knife of remorse deeper into her heart. 

The tears she tried to hold back fell down Lena's cheeks, each droplet a testament to the visceral pain consuming her. It was not just the guilt that haunted her, but also the knowledge that she had hurt Kara and may have lost her forever. The ache within her was more profound than any physical hurt, a raw wound that bled remorse and longing.

The weight of her betrayal hung heavily upon her, a burden that threatened to consume her entirely. Lena despised herself for being complicit in the plan to trap Kara, using her vulnerabilities against her, even though she knew that it was the only way to help Kara. She understood the magnitude of her actions and the irreparable damage that she had caused to their relationship.

Self loathing consumed Lena and she grappled with the guilt of giving in to Kara's advances, to allowing their relationship be tainted by the red kryptonite. Crying softly, Lena found solace in her tears, a release for the anguish that consumed her. She despised the person she had become. The desire for redemption burned within her. She needed Kara back, but how could she face her after what she had done? After what she had let happen? There was no way for Lena to come back from this- to find any redemption. Maybe being a Luthor wasn't just a name- maybe she was tainted by the darkness too. How else could she explain her actions? She had caused this. It was her fault that Kara entered that pod, it was her fault that Kara felt betrayed. If she hadn't stopped talking to Kara, if she had only listened and forgiven Kara for keeping the secret from her, Lex would not have been able to manipulate the situation. They would have been together. They would have stopped him before he could successfully execute his plan. But Lena had let Kara go out of anger. It was all her fault. Luthors carried a darkness, and she had let her darkness taint the pureness of Kara Danvers. How pathetic was she to believe that she could ever be a good person?

Despite the guilt and anguish, Lena couldn't let go of a glimmer of hope. Hope because when Lena looked at her hand, the vial wasn't there. Kara had taken the vial, and now it was up to her to make the choice. To come back to herself. To Lena. 

Lena was snapped back to reality by the sound of heavy footsteps outside her office door. She hurriedly gathered her underwear from the floor and shoved it into her desk drawer.

Moments later, Alex burst into the room, a small device in her hands that would expose Kara to the antidote. She looked at Lena, her eyes filled with determination.

"Where is she?" Alex demanded, her voice urgent.

Lena's gaze fell to the empty doorway. "She's gone. But she took the vial, Alex. Let's hope she finds her way back."

[fwaldorf]

mickey collection in afterglow 🦋

OKAY, my last set for now bc in monday i start college again and probably have 0 time for recoloring hairs anymore😿

this set is inspired in my oc mickey🤓i needed more hairs for him and these came out :))) the set have 8 hairs.

the set includes individual downloads

Anto Blackout, Ginko 2 H'Ghar, Ginko 06 RedKing, Ginko G47, Kewai Annie, Kewai Lezginka, Kewai Masquerade, Raon 25

all meshes are incluided. all ages.

credits to rentedspace, martini, mooos, redsimmer-blog, raonsims and antoninko for their hair system.

@the-afterglow-archive

[theinwardshoe]

The RedKing, magical mountain, The forest fairies?, and desert duo are often spoke of, but probably the strongest arcs in Minecraft role play

Especially that they were improv

[fixedmoonofficial]

Watching Clark get jealous about Lex finding Lucas and having no one to talk about this about. Also the episode before when Clark is on RedK and he pushes Lex and tells him to stay away from him. Lex looked so sad 😭