#this looks like a queue for superboy!

[kryptonianclone]

“ hey you want me to kill that guy for you?  ”

Prompts for Emotionally Stunted Idiots || Accepting

Kon let out a sigh. Man today had been rough. What a long week and it was only a Tuesday. Not only did Lex kick his ass but Thad had just somehow managed to wander by and save him. It was kind of embrassing that a man of steel like Kon couldn't even beat up his own dad. It was kind of pathetic actually. "Nah Thad as much as I would love you to punch a hole through his big shiny head I don't think I could live with the guilt of asking that you know?" It sounded stupid on the outside but despite the fact that Lex did nothing but cause problems for not only Kon but the rest of the heroes in metropolis, Lex did openly admit that he was Kon's father. Kon can't help but be selfish for wanting that kind of validation even if it was from a guy like Lex. All he'd ever wanted was parents and one shitty dad was better than no parent at all. "Besides I don't want you to end up hurt. He probably has some kind of bullshit counter measure for a speedster coming to fuck his shit up."

[kryptonianclone]

Kon glanced at Thad. "Oh yeah, I have another pair on me for when these ones get broken too." They just completed his look. Kon always felt kinda naked as Superboy when he was missing crucial part of his outfit that made him stand out. "What you don't like be prepared? I mean I don't like planning but I do like always looking my best." Kon teased. He playfully rolled his eyes at his companion then looked back to their foe. Kon wasn't good at dealing with magic users. Thad was going to have to do a little bit of the work here if they were going to win. Talk about about having a Tuesday. Only bad things happened to him on Tuesdays. Kon wiped the sweat from his brow. "Alright yeah let's fight a little dirty I can get behind something like that." Thad's grin was somewhat sinister. That was his up to no good grin and Kon knew it very well. "Okay we kick this guys ass, then how does a celebratory meal after sound?"

@kryptonianclone [continued from here]

Thad lets out a chuckle as he sees Kon take out, "An emergency pair huh?" He couldn't help, but comment aloud as he was distracted by the glasses for a moment. Though he had only meant for the comment to be for himself.

"Uh, no, thanks." He laughs, "I'm more of the type that does the punching than gets punched." He jokes as he looks back toward their shared foe. If this guy could actually cause Kon pain then Thad wanted to be cautious

"It is. And you could do that, buuuuut..." His voice lilts and Thad grins a wide teeth filled grin at Kon that only meant trouble, "How about we make this a two on one? No one ever said we had to play fair in a fight."

[starwarsmum]

Day 7, Mutual Plotting 😁 be warned, this one is angsty, and a follow on from Forced Proximity

@maribat-calendar-events

Dick was having a rare day off with his daughter when his phone buzzed and made a mooing noise. Wondering what the younger Superboy wanted, he opened the text straight away.

His eyes widened as he read the message three times, unsure if he was hallucinating. But the words didn't change and he started to bounce in excitement.

“Mar’i, do you want to go visit uncle Dami today?” He called out, already grabbing her coat and shoes; she never turned down a chance to see her favourite uncle. He was proved right moments later when she flew over to him and chattered excitedly about showing Damian the pictures she'd drawn of Titus.

Driving to the café Jon had text him about felt like it took hours. Everytime he had to stop at a red light he barely refrained from cursing out loud. What if Damian decided to move before he arrived? He knew Damian had been interested in the cute little Parisian, but he hadn't realised it was mutual! 

He suppressed a grin when he thought about the way the younger Wayne had denied being interested in the girl until Jon had called him out. But they hadn't been able to get him to talk about it any further before Dick had had to head back to work, which frustrated him up until now. 

But now? According to Jon, Damian had invited Marinette on a date. Sure, the Super had described it as a sinister meeting to plot the demise of Jon and Marinette's friends, but Dick could read between the lines.

Arriving at the café, he ushered Mar'i inside and joined the queue of people waiting to order. Almost instantly he spotted the pair of dark haired teens tucked into a corner. Damian was leaning into the girl's space, looking at the book that she was scribbling in and gesturing at. 

They both looked completely absorbed in a world of their own, his arm resting on the back of her chair and her knee pressing against his. The smirk on his face definitely made Dick think that they were scheming something and that maybe Jon was in trouble, and he hesitated as he reconsidered interrupting them.

Unfortunately, Mar'i took the decision away from him and raced towards the pair. He looked down guiltily as Damian’s head whipped up and the young man scowled at him before turning back to his niece. But now that his cover was blown there was no reason not to join the pair, so he ordered and went to sit with them.

“Tell Kent that my retribution will be merciless and severe,” Damian said with a frown. Marinette gave a mischievous giggle and closed her book with a snap before tucking it away. Damian shot her a grin and Dick had to bite back a squeal. 

“Uncle Dami, daddy said I could show you my picture! Look, it's Titus!” Mar'i said impatiently, shoving several pieces of paper at him. He nodded as she chattered through the various pictures before showing them to Marinette.

“Oh, your dog, right?” She asked warmly, looking the pictures over with interest. “Oh, he's such a lovely dog! And you've done a wonderful job with drawing him,” she added to the eager child. Mar'i beamed up at her and started to point out all the different parts of the pictures that showed that it was definitely Titus. “I see you got your uncle's talent with art, Mar'i.”

There was a brief interruption when Dick and Mar’i's drinks arrived before silence settled at the table. Damian had stopped glowering at Dick in favour of surreptitiously looking at Marinette over the rim of his coffee mug. 

Marinette, in turn, had a happy flush across her cheeks that told Dick that Damian was not being as stealthy as he thought with his frequent glances. Before he could mention it, Mar’i started to ask about how Marinette knew Damian, and if she was her new auntie.

“Mar’i, you can't ask if she's your aunt,” Dick scolded, though he noted that Damian didn't immediately end the line of questioning. “Marinette is one of the students visiting from Paris. You remember we told you about them?”

“Yes, daddy. So is uncle Damian talking to you because you know about Ladybug and Chat Noir?” 

The table went silent again, Marinette frowning slightly before shooting Damian a confused look. Damian, to his credit, didn't look outwardly panicked, but Dick froze as he tried to think of a way to play it off.

Meanwhile, Marinette was running through all of her recent interactions with Damian. She bit her tongue in frustration at just how badly she had misread the situation - she had grown complacent in the most recent months, assuming that nobody was still looking for the Miraculous. 

“I don't know,” she said in a quiet voice, turning towards Damian fully. “Is that why you've been talking to me?”

His hesitation was enough of an answer for her. Standing and grabbing her bag, she was furious with herself for falling for such a simple plan.

“Marinette, wait,” Damian stood as well, but she didn't give him the chance to try and lie his way through an explanation. 

“Enjoy the rest of your evening,” she bit out before all but sprinting away from the three of them.

Damian had more difficulty trying to extricate himself and by the time he could get free she was already gone. He stood in the corner of the café, his hands flexing as he frowned at the exit.

“Did I do something wrong?” Mar'i asked in a tearful voice, shaking Damian out of his introspection. 

“No, Mar'i, it is not your fault,” he said heavily, sitting back down to comfort her. “It was my own fault, and you were not incorrect in assuming that I spoke with her to learn about the heroes.”

“Then why was she so mad?” The confusion in the little girl's voice would ordinarily have made him laugh, but he wasn't sure he could do it without shouting at something. 

“Because she believed I had other intentions,” he said quietly before lapsing into silence. 

_ _ _

It was the last day of the visit and Marinette just wanted it to be over. It was a Saturday, so all they had to do was pack and make sure they were in the hotel lobby by 11am. She had spent the last couple of days avoiding both Damian and Jon, using Chloé and Adrien as shields.

But today both blonds had begged off to go out early and visit a couple of shops before they went home. They knew Marinette wouldn't be able to get out of bed in time but hadn't wanted to just abandon her without her consent. They were both gone by the time she did wake up at 9am, so she couldn't fault their logic at all. 

She lay fairly apathetically in bed for longer than she'd meant to and had to rush through her morning routine to get packed in time to head downstairs. By the time she was done it was quarter past ten and she checked her phone to see where the other two were.

Once she had ascertained that they would return in time for the deadline, she decided she had time to grab a coffee at a nearby café - not the same one she had been at with Damian. She perused the selection of pastries whilst she waited for her turn to be served, but was interrupted by an increasingly heated discussion happening between an older man and the barista.

She frowned as she worked out what was being said and stepped forward to calm the situation when someone else did.

“Listen, my guy, some of us just want to order our coffee. She said she doesn't want to give you her number which, let's be real, it was very creepy of you to ask for. Now either make an order or go away.”

Marinette eyed the exhausted looking man in front of her with a surprised appreciation. When the man started to argue back, the large man standing with the tired one cracked his neck and glared down at the creep, which stopped him fairly quickly, and he left. The barista seemed relieved and thanked the men, who merely shrugged and made their order. 

Before they could pay, however, Marinette darted in and swiped her own card. She beamed up at the bemused men - well, the larger one seemed bemused, the tired one didn't seem to know what had happened - and thanked them for stepping in for the server.

“No problem, Pixie. Thanks for the coffee, Timbit here can't function without it. I'm Jason,” he said, offering a hand for her to shake. 

“Marinette,” she replied before placing her own order and moving down the row with them to wait for them to be made. “And, honestly, if you hadn't stepped in I was going to, and I don't imagine he'd have found me as threatening.”

Jason laughed and they chatted briefly. She learned that the tired man, Tim she assumed, was his brother and had been staying up late regularly for the past several years. In return she explained that she was on her way back to Paris that day and was just getting coffee so that she could make it onto the plane without feeling too exhausted.

“Aw hell, you're kidding, right? You're one of the exchange students from the Wayne Enterprises thing? That's one helluva coincidence - we're on our way to the hotel to escort your class to the airport.”

“Wow, what are the chances?” She asked, half joking, half wondering if Tikki was influencing things. Her order came and they all left the café together, chatting about the program and what she most enjoyed.

“Wait, did you say your name was Marinette?” Tim asked suddenly, apparently perking up from the caffeine. When she nodded he gave Jason a meaningful look that made alarm bells ring in her head. “The class president, right?”

“Ye~s,” she said slowly, glancing between the two men. 

“Oh my God, our niece has not shut up about you since she met you the other day,” Jason said, Tim nodding vehemently next to him. “She is crazy about you, please, tell us what you did to make her like you so much. It would annoy Demon Spawn so much if he wasn't the favourite uncle anymore.”

“...I don't really know what's going on here,” Marinette said, feeling slightly panicked and a lot overwhelmed. “Are you talking about Mar'i?”

“Yes! She keeps telling anyone who will listen that you're the nicest person she's ever met, it's been driving the demon brat insane.”

“Are you talking about Damian?”

“That's the one. Kid's been in a pissy mood most of the week and I, for one, would like to see how far it goes before he snaps.”

They arrived at the hotel at that moment and, still feeling confused and overwhelmed, she babbled out an excuse to head over to Adrien and Chloé and bailed. She could feel their eyes on her and half hid behind Adrien to escape.

“Everything okay, Maribug?” He asked, glancing over to their two chaperones. They both seemed to be in discussion for a few minutes before Tim opened his phone and called someone. 

“I think I met more of Damian's family?” She said in a high pitched squeak. Chloé glanced over at the pair sharply and moved closer to her friend. “I don't know, they were just at the café I went to and we ended up talking. But then they recognised my name and mentioned Mar'i and I panicked.”

“It's okay, we won't let them single you out again,” Chloé said firmly, linking her arm with Marinette's. 

But neither approached the trio and Marinette relaxed as they all trooped onto the bus. As class representative, she was expected to sit at the front of the bus and ensure they had everyone and everything.

“Oh, Marinette, Lila says she's forgotten something in her room,” Madame Bustier said in a bright voice. Biting back a groan, Marinette ran back towards the desk with a description of the lost item. 

Tim followed her, apparently to make sure they didn't lose track of her, but she was on edge from his close proximity. They stood in awkward silence whilst the staff checked the room in question. He looked like he wanted to say something but she crossed her arms and faced away from him.

“We're sorry, there doesn't seem to be anything left in that room,” the receptionist said, smiling apologetically.

“Thank you for checking, I'll just run back to the bus and ask if there's anywhere else she could have left it,” Marinette said, but Tim jumped in and said he would do it and rushed away before she could stop him.

Sighing and rubbing her eyes, Marinette cursed her luck. How did she keep getting into such awkward situations? She didn't even know Damian had more siblings, further proof that he hadn't wanted anything more from her than information. 

Sensing someone coming towards the desk, she moved aside automatically and stayed wrapped up in her own thoughts. Because of that, she gave a startled yelp when someone gripped her upper arms. 

Moving on instinct she stepped into the person's space and pushed. The guy grunted and stepped back, releasing her as he did so and she froze as she realised that Damian had apparently been summoned to the hotel.

“What are you doing here?” She asked, trying to keep the bitter resentment out of her voice and only half managing. 

“I came to apologise,” he blurted out, looking flustered and unsure. “It was never my intention to hurt you and I did not want you to leave Gotham without knowing.”

“Wow, I'd hate to see you trying,” she snapped, arms coming up to hug her middle. 

“Marinette, I am sorry. More sorry than I can possibly convey, and I wish I could make it right with you because…because you are a wonderful person and I cannot stop thinking about you,” he confessed, a flush spreading up his neck.

“Look, I don't want your apologies - I don't want anything from you. I can only assume you didn't get whatever information you wanted since you won't leave me alone.”

“If it was just for information, I hardly needed to come just to you,” he said quietly, hand coming towards her before stopping and lowering. “Marinette, I admit that I began talking to you because I wanted to know about the French heroes - I was curious and you were the most appealing of your class for me to approach. But when I asked you to come out for coffee that evening my only intention was to get to know you.”

“Very nice words,” she said, trying to push down the hopeful flutter starting somewhere in her chest. He looked up at her sharply, something like relief on his face and she swallowed before looking away. “Nice words that would maybe have been genuine when you didn't have several days to come up with them.”

“Marinette, I am being honest with you,” he said, a hint of frustration colouring his voice. “What can I do to prove it to you?”

“Why do you even care? I'm supposed to be going home right now. I wouldn't even still be in this building but stupid Lila said she lost something. We're never going to see each other again. But if you need me to accept your apology or whatever, then fine, apology accepted.”

“Because I don't-”

“She said she found it- oh, um, sorry,” Tim said, looking embarrassed when Marinette flushed.

“Okay, great, we should get going,” she said flatly. “Goodbye, Damian. Good luck with whatever.”

And she fled, not caring if that's what it looked like to Tim and Damian. Her heart couldn't take any more of this, she didn't want to have to listen to his pleas and sugar coated words designed to trick her into forgiving him.

_ _ _

Dick had been feeling guilty ever since he had interrupted - and subsequently ruined - Damian's date. His youngest brother had been in a horrible mood ever since she had vanished from the coffee shop, hardly able to keep his temper even with Mar’i.

He had hoped that, when Jason and Tim had summoned Damian to the hotel on the last morning of the class trip, he would be able to smooth things over. Well, summoned was a bit of a stretch; they had sent a taunting message to the kid saying that they were getting to know their prospective sister-in-law but Damian had flown out of the manor at record speed.

It became apparent that no such heartfelt words had been exchanged when Damian returned an hour later in a filthy temper. He slammed doors, growled at anyone who came close to him and locked himself in a training room with a sword. 

Overwhelmed with guilt and a sense of purpose, Dick started researching Marinette Dupain-Cheng. 

Part 3

[ectonurites]

This is sooo not anything but I think it's funny to see a red streak in (SPOILERS) SB:MOT on his evil clone guy man and then see pics on tumblr of him with the shitty red dye in That backup... Queue buzzfeed unsolved Shane and Ryan: "I've connected the dots" "you haven't connected shit"

LMAO YEAH. i got another ask bringing that up the other day right when the issue had dropped too:

And like. it's funny! it really is funny to try to think of an in-universe rationale for why that would happen. but honestly, truthfully, i think this happening speaks to the greater problem here which is that DC editorial is not communicating well between teams/books and it is glaringly obvious and insanely fucking frustrating.

To have two books released the same week physically (Superboy: The Man of Tomorrow #6 did get digital release a week earlier, but still, it and Action Comics #1057 both hit the brick & mortar comic shops the same release day) where in one Kon goes up in a big intense fight against a clone of himself with a red streak in his hair (that he GLADLY BEATS THE SHIT OUT OF FOR CATHARSIS) and in the other Kon suddenly bleaches & dyes a streak of his hair red out of nowhere...

Yet there is NO acknowledgment of this very specific similarity???

Like, the writer of the AC #1057 Kon backup mentioned that the artist initially tried blue but it blended in too much so they went with red—so it pretty clearly wasn't intentionally a reference to the situation with Travv to begin with—hence no acknowledgement. It genuinely seems like just a random coincidence.

I've been mulling it over in my head a little bit this week and it clicked to me that... the one direct reference AC #1057's Kon backup makes to SB:MOT—to Pa saying 'you just need to find your Metropolis'—is something that was literally part of the 10-page Round Robin preview for the book before it even won the vote. It's from issue one. Nothing else from the mini is directly referenced and frankly characterization, character development, and costume changes from the rest of it were flat-out ignored...

And I just personally find it really really fucking hard to believe that an editor—someone whose job is supposed to include making continuity at least sort of make sense between books—would actually read SB:MOT #5-6 (in which the Travv inhabiting the clone of Kon situation occurred) and see NOTHING weird/off about having Kon then go dye his hair nearly the exact same way...

So I really am starting to think they (team behind AC #1057 Kon backup) may have just... read the SB:MOT Round Robin preview and maybe the rest of #1, figured they got the gist of the mini from that, and didn't look at the rest/discuss what was happening in the rest of the book with the team making it.

[luthcrandsupcr]

tag drop 2\? - general

[kryptonianclone]

Kon always forgot how much younger he was than everyone around him. You could count the years of Kon's existence on one hand. Klarion was another story. The gap between them was so vast and Klarion had years of existence that honestly made Kon's head spin a little. Klarion somehow had all these years of experience on Kon and he didn't look a day over maybe eighteen at the oldest. Being trapped here wasn't so bad. It was taking his friends a long time to get through all the puzzles that Klarion had set up for them. Kon had been easy to catch due to his vulnerability to magic but now he and Klarion had ended up in this conversation.

"So do your mistakes ever keep you up at night?" Kon asked curiously. "Like you wake up in the middle of the night and you remember something stupid you did like two hundred years ago or is that just like a me thing?"

@kryptonianclone count from the source

Klarion giggled "I'm glad you can find it comforting, too many woulf have taken it as some insult."

"And it definitely is, there is a whole lifetime behind me I cannot control, and couldn't before as well. But now my own fate is in my hands, so I get to decide what it looks like for better or worse."

[daithirps]

tag dump ( kon-el general )

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[mattelektras]

i died and went to white boy hell.

[paperweight-jellyfish]

ive never read a superboy comic in my life 

[kryptonianclone]

Kon had heard whispers about a new Robin but hadn't really seen him around or met him. He'd seen him in the papers here and there but Kon was a busy guy he'd only really glanced at the pictures in the front page. He didn't have the best track records with Robin's. With Tim they'd both had a really rocky start to their friendship. It was only later that they managed to become friends. Kon looked this new guy up and down. Noodle arms for days but Tim had been the same. The Robin's weren't built for strength. They were detectives and built for stealth and acrobatics. "Uh hi nice you could drop in." Kon replied, he was calm and laid back in demeanor. He could have easily been mistaken as lazy. He was leaning back in his chair, his legs up on the table. Cissie was going to come by later and yell at him that people used that table to eat. "Superboy, Kon-el. You can just call me Kon though. In public is fine. Don't worry about it that part's public knowledge." Kon's life as Superboy was pretty common knowledge. That was his own fault from his early days and talking to the press. His life as Conner Kent was locked tight. It was something he just had to learn to how to keep to himself. It was like he did the superhero thing backwards. He was a hero first and then became a civilian later. "Okay want me to give you the tour around Mount Justice? We have a really sick pool."

Doing it with Style

@kryptonianclone

Stiles backflipped into the group of Young Justice members, landing in a crouch as he looked at each of them before bursting into a wide grin.

“Hiya!  I’m the new Robin.”

He was also the oldest to carry the name ‘Robin’ as he was already eighteen.

His story was semi-tragic.  Okay, it was pretty damn tragic.

Mom died when he was eight due to an illness.  His best friend became a werewolf when he was fourteen, and his dad died when he was sixteen…at the same time that he was attacked and turned into a werewolf himself.

Stuck living with relatives in Gotham, he had wolfed out one night after smelling blood on his building’s roof and found Batman, injured and fighting thugs.  Stiles had taken the thugs out easily, and the relationship had formed then.

His relatives were shitty people and pretty much sold him to Bruce Wayne.  Now an adult; he worked his days as Mister Wayne’s assistant, and the nights as his Robin.  Now though, Bruce wanted him to bond with other young heroes.  Maybe it was because he had been contemplating going back to Beacon Hills.  To the pain of his past.

“So.  Got anything to eat around here.  I’m always so hungry.”

[kryptonianclone]

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[themetropoliskid]

❛  everyone everywhere is super mad about everything all the time.  ❜

@dcficit | john mu/laney starters

“Who wouldn’t be in this economy.           Now are you gonna help me or not?” 

[drainthehero]

Prologue, Superboy

Superboy awoke with a terrible pounding in the back of his skull. He felt pain and confusion so it took him a while to process his situation and get his eyes to open and focus.

When he was finally able to take in his surroundings he saw that he was in an otherwise empty room with what looked like concrete walls, no windows and one door. He was laying at an angle on his back on something hard with his arms and legs in a cross shape.

When he tried to move his body he found that his body was unable to move. Craning to look at himself, he saw that steel shackles were holding his wrists, thighs and ankles to wooden beams. When he regained his senses, he tugged lightly and waited for the steel to give way before his mighty strength.

Surprised when nothing happened, he pulled harder and then flexed with all his might. He had a body that a weightlifter would envy and his muscles were rippling under his tight blue spandex suit. Still the cuffs would not budge. He flexed every one of his tight bulging muscles but no change.

Finally he flicked the mental switch in his mind to activate his heat vision but even that and his icy breath had abandoned him.

It was at this point that he realised he could actually feel the tight fabric of his spandex suit rubbing on his skin and nipples and that he had broken a sweat in his attempts to break free.

Hidden cameras around the room captured all of this: The Teen of Steel flexing his world famous muscles and the sweat starting to form on his forehead and around his armpits as his exertion increased. It also captured his hardened nipples poking out through the bright blue spandex underneath that famous red and yellow S shield logo.

He struggled more, flexing and bulging his muscles within the tight bindings holding him in place.

He had never really felt any physical touch in his life, let alone pain, so it took him a while to go through all these steps. Finally he gave up and called out defiantly to the empty room “who is this? I am not an enemy you want to make!”. His voice almost broke through his bravado though, showing the level of fear creeping up on him.

As if on queue, a door to his side slid open and a young man wearing a white tank top and tight shorts walked in. Superboy was not attracted to guys, but he could see that this was a guy that would get his pick of girls – or guys. He had short spiky blond hair, perfect tanned skin, piercing blue eyes and was wearing a killer smile. He also had a great physique. Not as great as Superboys of course, but he is only human after all, thought Superboy.

As he walked up to Superboy, admiring the wondrous specimen of physical beauty before him, the Teen of Steel tried to put more confidence in his voice. “Who are you and why are you holding me here? You must know this can’t hold me”.

Without saying anything, the handsome lad walked up to Superboy, and in one smooth motion, shot his hand toward Superboy’s red briefs and grabbed the once steel balls and squeezed. Hard. Superboy instantly cried out in pain helplessly and tried without success to move his exposed groin away or cover it with his muscular thighs. Tears quickly built up in his eyes and his cry turned to a guttural whimper.

The young man firmly but quietly, “Know this, “boy of steel”. You are my property and will speak only when addressed. You can think of me as Kel. You may address me as Sir. Do you understand?” His hand still gripping the Balls of Steel, he looked into the blue depths of Superboy’s eyes awaiting a response.

Superboy’s mind raced with pain and confusion. His balls felt like they were being crushed and stabbing pains were shooting into his stomach. How was this mortal – this human – able to do this to him. He was the Teen of Steel! Through a pain clenched jaw he nodded and said quickly “yes, yes, please let go of my balls!”.

The young man kept hold and waited with a patient look.

Realisation dawned on the Boy of Steel as tears escaped his eyes and travelled down his cheeks. “Yes sir, yes sir” he said weakly and with a ragged breath.

Instantly the balls were released and Superboy took deeper breaths and tried to regain his composure. Already he knew not to speak again, but his mind was racing. What was happening to him? Why could he not rip this steel like paper and where was his invulnerability which left his balls open to such pain? He felt a moment of gratitude toward Kel for releasing his balls but quickly quashed the thought.

During this time his sweating had increased and his once pristine blue, red and yellow costume was now stained with his sweat in many places. His balls had swollen from the squeezing and his bulge was more pronounced than usual through the signature bright red briefs. His hair, once immaculate, was sweaty and his signature curl was plastered to his forehead.

Kel looked over the magnificent body of the Teen of Steel and took him in for all his glory. The blue spandex covering all those muscles, the bright shield highlighting the pecs and nipples plus the red briefs housing those once impervious balls and shaft of steel. Superboy was attached to a cross with his arms above and to the side of his head and his legs spread out below him. The cross was currently leaning back which meant that the Boy of Steel was relatively comfortable. Superboy’s cape was still attached to his costume and trailed beneath him gracefully.

Kel felt a twinge of lust and desire for this magnificent specimen. His shaft pulsed with heat and his body surged with excitement and anticipation. First things first though.

“I’m sure you would like to know how you got here and of course, how you are being held here. I may explain these things or I may not. But first I have experiments to carry out and I also want to have a little fun.” A dangerous smile crept across Kel’s handsome features which drove an icy stake into the pit of Superboy’s stomach.

[bunnvoid]

Tagged by @batshit-birds,, Thank you! <3<3

1. why did you choose your url? Since this account was just for posting comic related things I used my alt name instead of my normal ‘glowyvoid’ 

2. any side blogs?

I have one not-main-blog-anymore I used for rbing whatever and an all art one that I don't use because I forget about its existence all the time ( I should really post there *wheeze*)

3. how long have you been on tumblr?

I think either late 2013 or 2014, I got on in middle school and I have idea what year that was.

4. do you have a queue tag?

I do but I rarely or never use it

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

I had already casually enjoyed superhero stuff for a while but after a convention in like 2019 I found out about Conner’s og superboy run and bought a volume of his 90s run at said convention. Then bam fell in love with the funky dude and posted art from a little crossover my gf and I made of our favs. (I stopped posting for a while because school and I accidently deleted 20+ dc fanart pieces and was majorly upset)

6. why did you choose your icon?

He,,I love he, need his gender

7. why did you choose your header?

I will always love Kon and its just genuinely some of my favorite panels

8. what’s your post with the most notes?

Batpack! Which im surprised but also not (cuz dami is baby), it was an on whim idea after thinking about carrying my little niece around when I use to look after her

9. how many mutuals do you have?

Numbers and I are mortal enemies. But I have quite a few! I love them all with my heart even if im too nervous to ever say anything to em

10. how many followers do you have?

1,035! Which is insane! and for that I shall show my gratitude with my scribbles

11. how many people are you following?

278! There’s a lotta really cool people

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

Yes. Mainly to terrorize my gf but also cuz funni

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

Mostly yeah, life rn is pretty slow so why not

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

I don’t believe so. I try not to, that energy and attention I don’t have enough to waste

15. how do you feel about “you need to reblog this” posts?

So-so, a lot of the times some are important so I think that’s good if they’re spreading awareness.

16. do you like tag games? Absolutely! Its just neat!

17. do you like asks games? Yeah! I don’t mind em!

18. which of your tumblr mutuals do you think is famous?

A lot of them are hella talented and funny individuals so like if all of them were I wouldn’t be surprised. Every time someone I follow follows me back Im just ‘:O!!’

19. do you have a crush on a mutual?

@3jen3  I’d share my sticker collection with her (does it count if she’s my wife?)

20. tags

(feel free to ignore this if you’d like! I know tag/ask games arent everyone's things^^’’) @feralforwildblueyonder @scarletbirbs @awkwardalphajay @jasontoddsguns @3jen3 @monsterz38339 @junkoandthediamonds @astr0fish @queerbutstillhere (+everyone im too shy to tag)

Edit I broke the tags KDOWNSJ HOW DO I FIX IT

Edit 2: I fixed it! I’m so smart and totally know how to use this platform,,,no mistakes were made ever

[sinqueen69]

I posted 1,437 times in 2021

732 posts created (51%)

705 posts reblogged (49%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 1.0 posts.

I added 1,029 tags in 2021

#sinqueen69 answers - 620 posts

#the queen's queue - 95 posts

#teen wolf - 57 posts

#ask meme - 46 posts

#make me choose meme - 45 posts

#kink ask meme - 40 posts

#ship headcanon meme - 36 posts

#ship ask meme - 35 posts

#supernatural - 28 posts

#the witcher - 27 posts

Longest Tag: 85 characters

#i managed to avoid the fandom drama but damn this show went down hill for me after s2

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

I've never heard about those fanfic tropes, can i bother you with some recs? (If it's not too much to ask and if you have them)

No worries! I got you! I even added a few other fic's that are my fave's for this fandom!

These are all surprisingly safe for work, mostly fluff but these are my go to's lol

5 Times People Realize That YJ is Batman's Team

It is common knowledge that Batman bends the rules of being a superhero by some of the stuff he does. Especially when he is interrogating someone for information. Even the Justice League are somewhat disturbed by his "methods" on occasion. So seeing as he probably helps train YJ along with Black Canary...

5 times it shows that Batman is the team's mentor and 1 time the mentors try and do something about it.

uaigneach - Ao3

Outsiders Looking In

The team is so used to communicating telepathically that they could practically do it in their sleep; drabbles from the perspective of the Leaguers as they notice the silence that is Young Justice.

justafandomfollower - Ao3

One of the SixTeens

The mentors have to face a horrible, horrible realization: even though their former-sidekicks are still nominally their partners, the members of Young Justice are all pretty much Batman's.

midnightluck - Fanfiction.net

Just Like Bad Wallpaper

Somehow, it seems that every time he turns his back, another teen moves into his Manor. Basically, five times Bruce adopted a superkid without his knowledge, and that one time he did it on purpose.

midnightluck - Fanfiction.net

Impromptu Sleepovers

Set in the five year time lapse. All cannon pairings from then. Summary: When the team just can't go on, they figure out who's house is nearest and go there to sleep, debriefing can wait. And Robin's not the only troll in the Superhero family. Could also be: Five times the team slept over at a random place, and one where the League does.

Mezzosopranogirl - Fanfiction.net

Kids

Take away ten years from teenagers with masks, put their mentors in the same room as them, and watch as the world goes crazy. Only Superman is equipped enough to handle the Superboy now, and Robin won't let go of his favourite security blanket

Glimare - Fanfiction.net

Kids 2-0

The team comes back to the mountain to a group of five year olds. Unfortunately they're all Leaguers. It's funnier for some than others. And those who are usually scary, are somehow overly cute. Pre-misplaced.

Glimare - Fanfiction.net

Kids 3-0

Gamma squad didn't come back when they were supposed to. They didn't answer their hails either. But that's alright! Because Nightwing and his friends found out why. All four members of that squad were toddlers. Beastboy won't hold still, Impulse wants his grandparents, Wonder Girl's being shy, and 'Wobin' is just trying to communicate.

Glimare - Fanfiction.net

Kids These Days

Several members of the Justice League are deaged. The team are given babysitting duties while the rest of the League looks for a cure. It would be easier if they hadn't kept their powers.

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15 notes • Posted 2021-05-08 17:48:37 GMT

#4

https://twitter.com/txjtitties/status/1456752301931053060?t=2eY3bNveznptqCMyVdw-Iw&s=19

Which pairings would fit here? 👀

"bottoms who come extremely easily x tops who can go all night and will make them keep up with them"

The ones that instantly come to mind are: Stiles/Derek [Teen Wolf], Wei Ying/Lan Zhan [MDZS], Jaskier/Geralt[The Witcher]

17 notes • Posted 2021-11-06 19:57:52 GMT

#3

About the chemistry in arrowverse, i was just telling my friend that olivarry has the "occasional friends with benefits" vibe meanwhile coldflash has the "Enemies to allies to fuck buddies" vibe

You're right and you should say it.

17 notes • Posted 2021-06-03 18:02:45 GMT

#2

Peter hale/stiles stilinski

6, 19, 5, 10, 23

6. Who would they ask if they ever had a threesome?

Chris Argent. Stiles would be sandwiched between two silver foxes and be quite pleased about it. The two men would sass and try to outdo each other in taking Stiles apart.

5. Who says ‘I love you’ first?

Peter actually. He would be a little shit about it, but he would mean it and Stiles would be bright red and grinning like an idiot by the end of his sassy but honest speech because Peter would have a speech and have a big reveal. He's a dramatic ass hoe after all.

19. Where do they go on their first date?

A high-class restaurant out of town where Peter knows the owner because of course does. Stiles is impressed with all of it and realizes that while he's more or less being treated like a sugar baby, he's totally fine with that and rolls with it.

10. What two songs, two books and two luxury items do they take to a desert island?

....I literally have nothing for this, sorry guys.

23. Where is their favourite place to be together?

Peter's loft, it's a fancy and luxurious place and it's super private so the two can have all the loud, kinky sex they want with no one to judge.

19 notes • Posted 2021-06-24 20:02:40 GMT

#1

dick/bruce

1, 6, 23, 15, 19, 7, 10, 26

1. Who makes the first move and how?

Dick did and has to work hard to make sure Bruce sees him as an adult and not the boy with who he was partnered with. It takes some time and lots of flirting and getting caught on purpose with men for Bruce to finally snap and take Dick up on his offer.

6. Who would they ask if they ever had a threesome?

Clark. Bruce wouldn't trust anyone else with Dick and himself but Clark and he does want to see Dick spread out and fucked stupid on Clark's big cock. It's a nice image he wants to come true.

23. Where is their favourite place to be together?

On the rooftops, flying across Gotham together, with no crime, just the two of them.

15. When they watch a film what do they choose and why? Who gets the final vote?

Dick always gets first and final vote, it's always him who suggests the movie night and Bruce is fine with whatever because it means that He gets to hold Dick close and hope that the movie night turns into a make-out session.

19. Where do they go on their first date?

Sitting on the top of Wayne Tower, feet dangling and watch the sun set/rise.

7. What do they get up to on a night out?

They try to go out to do something normal, but it ends with them in uniform fighting crime and then a quickie in an alleyway before heading home.

26. Why do they need to have a serious chat?

Usually, before a mission that there is chance, it could go wrong, undercover or off world.

27 notes • Posted 2021-06-24 21:06:34 GMT

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Injustice Imperfect

Hey there, long log-in queues. I hope your day's going well. Hope your computer's not being ungodly slow and frustrating. Anyways, either way, I'm prepared to make your life worse for a few minutes by reviewing another issue of Teen Titans~

Here's the cover:

Ah, Superboy vs. Superboy. A time-honored DC tradition. Look, the New 52 did a lot of awful things I will never forgive, but the one thing I will be glad for is that Superboy-Prime stopped being a thing. Don't make him a thing again, DC. Okay, what else... Bunker doesn't even get the courtesy of being unconscious on this cover. In fact, unconscious teenagers on a fiery, rocky landscape has really become a recurring theme of the covers in this series. And yes, I am going to count both Villains Month covers as contributing, because it's more petty~

So the comic starts with Tim Drake, Cassie, and Superboy appearing from some cavern water. It also starts with those caption boxes that aren't assigned to a character but just an omniscient narrator. In fact, they're so omniscient, they inform us that Superboy's name, Kon, comes from a Kryptonian word that means "abomination". Okay, fuck you, comic. In the original timeline, Kon-El was a fun name that A) showed Superman considered Superboy part of the House of El--i.e. his family, and 2) was an anagram of "klone". It was fun. You don't need to saddle this kid with angst and retcon his name into an insult.

Also stupid in this scene is that while I believe Tim Drake, as a Robin, would have his own breathing mask, I don't believe Cassie's magical armour would somehow provide that for her. Anyways, we're still following up on the fallout from Forever Evil, where Johnny Quick caused the Titans to be un-stuck in time and start Quantum Leaping. We thought we solved this last issue, with Raven glomming onto everyone's souls with her powers, but I guess not! In fact, the narrator even tells us such. And that's why these three are now in yet another alternate future.

So, where even are they? Well, it appears to be the Batcave, all collapsed and ruined. The giant playing card gives it away. Tim came here in the hopes of using Batman's tech to help find Solstice or guide Raven somehow, but with it in this state, probably out of luck. Know what they do find? Batman's corpse, held in a glass coffin. I hope nobody's waiting for him to get a kiss from a prince to revive him, because he is dessicated and his ribs are showing. That's a fucking cheery image, eh? And just to brighten the mood further, they find a pile of ashes Tim identifies as Alfred.

The computer system recognises Alfred's name being spoken aloud as a passcode and activates a recording (Superboy thinks his telekinesis did it, but that doesn't even begin to make sense), which is a message from Batman to the Justice League, telling them he'll delay "him" here to give them time to save the children.

Anyway, it also activates an instant teleporter, beaming the Titans up to the Justice League satellite base. And the scene just kinda jumps. Like, it feels like you missed a page, because the Titans are hanging out with Future!Beast Boy (Beast Man?). Seriously, there's no transition, other than an image of the JLA satellite. Beast Man is also properly green in this timeline, so I don't know how they even recognised him. Beast Man's the only Justice Leaguer left. But that's okay, because he's helping train a new version of the Teen Titans, who we get to see arguing with each other during a Danger Room session.

Rose Wilson is also helping train them (though they accidentally colour her blonde instead of white-haired in one panel). One of the students, a guy named Blur, notices they're being observed (thereby changing their quantum states), and recognises one of them. Apparently the sight of Superboy is enraging enough to make him forget his training and try and attack Superboy right then and there. He's shouting about all the lives Superboy has taken, the Movement in Coral City, and of course Superboy has no idea what he's talking about.

Rose knocks Blur out, apologising on his behalf, blaming stress and PTSD for the kids' current emotional states. Beast Man asks to talk with Tim alone, and the other two time-displaced Titans wander off to mull over things on their own. Superboy whines to himself a bit that Beast Man asking to talk to Tim alone obviously means he's not really part of this team, and maybe not even part of the human race. And while he's brooding, suddenly he gets kind of a telepathic summons. He replies to someone named "Jon", and flies off to another confrontation.

In the meantime, Beast Man takes Tim to a secret room full of discarded bits of superhero costumes and armour, where he reveals that a while back, it seemed like Superman's son, Jonathan Kent, died and the bad guy just disappeared. More recently, suddenly Jonathan reappeared and started killing everyone he could find. So this isn't Superboy, but the guy Superboy was cloned from. This makes him way more powerful. And the reason Beast Man is telling Tim all this? Because right after Tim returned from the future, he told Beast Boy they would meet in the future and it was important to tell him all this. Friggin' causality~

While Cassie breaks into someplace with security, Jon shows up to fight Superboy. Jon vs Kon, eh? Well, let's get L-Ron, Non, and Ion in on this too. Maybe next round. Anyways, Jon implants his memories and stuff into Superboy, so he can feel all the kills he performed. He slams Superboy into... I wanna say it's the moon? It's probably the moon. Superboy turns this around and slams Jon all the way down into the Moon's molten core, where they continue fighting and trading rants. It's basically a mirror match.

Tim asks Beast Man why he would even trust what he's being told right now. He barely knows Beast Boy back in his own time. Beast Man has some good arguments: He's the only one still alive, because this plan was Tim's idea, and oh yeah, because Tim trusted him with his biggest secret--his secret identity. That's a pretty good argument. Meanwhile, Cassie enters an old records room, but it's more like a wreck-ords room now. She finds a leftover recording of Tim in a beaten-up state, saying they were betrayed by one of their own and numerous Titans are dead.

Cassie's pretty distraught by this message, saying some things about the future, no one should know. Raven suddenly appears, agreeing with that sentiment. And when Tim comes in, it's pretty heavily implied that Raven used her powers to erase Cassie's memory of the last couple minutes, since she doesn't remember even coming in this room. Raven can explain Cassie's woozy state as an adverse reaction to her presence, since the Silent Armor was made to fight her father, Trigon. Tim agrees tha this makes sense. So they've got another friend back in the flesh. Hey, anybody seen Superboy?

Jon and Superboy are continuing their slugfest in the moon's core. Superboy bursts out of the moon, using his powers to anchor them in place. Essentially, they stop but the momentum of the universe continues. This allows Superboy to impale Jon on the spikes on the JLA satellite. Then suddenly Superboy disappears, with a caption promising to reveal his destination in some other comic, on sale now. Well, that's a bit anti-climatic. I never read whatever that issue was, so I have no idea what happens to Superboy after this~

So, what about Jon here? Beast Man goes out and retrieves Jon's body, patching him up and swapping out his costume for a copy of Superboy's. Since they're identical and Jon's unconscious, there's no real way to tell he's not Superboy. The Titans are none the wiser, and they decide to dip back into the timestream to go find Kid Flash and Solstice. They bid Beast Man and Rose farewell, and the comic ends with Rose asking him if they did the right thing by swapping the Superboys. Beast Man simply says he sure hopes so. Yeah, kind of so do we!

This isn’t, like, a great issue or anything. But it’s certainly better than last week’s. This is probably pretty much what they wanted to do with last week’s, but they only had a regular issue’s length to tell the story, so it turned into a disjointed mess. Otherwise, since this is just some alternate future, I don’t really care about this issue! The only thing you really need to know about it is that the Superboy in any future issue is now secretly the psychopathic Jonathan Kent. But at least everything wasn’t better on his Earth~