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Conner Kent: We need to talk later.

Tim Drake: First of all, I have anxiety, tell me now.

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[ ID. ] kon ; hawaiisavior‌

THE SUPERBOY.  ‘ DUDE         I finally figured out why Batman hates me! S’cause he hates…

                                          THESE’ G U N S ! ! ’

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           “  i  wish  i  had  a  better  explanation  but  .  .  .  i  really  don’t.  ”

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but  what  if  i  changed  fcs

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stop  referring  to  conner  as  half - kryptonian  2k19

so  this  headcanon  might  be  a  little  messy  but  as  a  biracial  native  woman  i  feel  like  it’s  important  to  put  on  this  blog  specifically :  i  have  both  maori  &  pakeha  ( white / caucasian )  heritage,  it’s  in  my  genes.  i  don’t  deny  that  part  of  myself  exists,  i  always  make  it  known  in  applications,  registrations,  everyone  i  know,  knows  i  have  pakeha  blood  but  i  don’t  actually  identify  as  pakeha.  i  identify  as  maori.  i  call  myself  maori,  not  maori  and  pakeha  and  i  feel  like  a  lot  of  bi  or  multi - cultural / racial  people  do  this  as  well.  we  identify  more  with  one  ( or  a  couple )  of  our  heritage  &  stick  to  it.  so  conner  does  this.  he  knows  he’s  half  human,  he  acknowledges  it,  doesn’t  shy  away  from  it  or  try  to  hide  it  but  he  identifies  dominantly  as  kryptonian.  he  says  he’s  kryptonian,  he  is  kryptonian.

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❛  but officer, they were fucking with my clique.  ❜ ❛  if you lose yourself, i will find you.  ❜ ❛  true friends don’t judge each other. they judge other people. together.  ❜ ❛  oh, you’re my friend? name three of my albums.  ❜ ❛  i’m sorry, but you must be at least a level four friend to unlock my tragic backstory.  ❜ ❛  fuck you but fuck me first.  ❜ ❛  you’re cute, what is your face html?  ❜ ❛  my life is one big ‘ wow, ok. ’  ❜ ❛  my life is just poorly made decisions with alternative music playing in the background.  ❜ ❛  i accidentally messed up my life, how do i start a new account?  ❜ ❛  my life is a joke and i’m not laughing anymore.  ❜ ❛  at myself, what the fuck are you doing.  ❜ ❛  if yahoo answers can’t solve your problem, then you’re in too deep.  ❜ ❛  this is the police. open up. tell me something about yourself, don’t be afraid.  ❜ ❛  how do you get a nice body without moving.  ❜ ❛  it’s so hard when you’re in a cuddly mood and don’t have anyone to cuddle with!! this is an outrage!!  ❜ ❛  ever wonder how different your life would be if that one thing never happened?  ❜ ❛  you ever just ugh really hard?  ❜ ❛  i’m a really affectionate person one you get past my five layers of shyness, awkwardness, fear, vague dislike and loneliness.  ❜ ❛  i was confident for like two minutes one time.  ❜ ❛  all i think about is sex and what i’m going to eat next.  ❜ ❛  i have my pencils and my tears ready.  ❜ ❛  i’m that kinda person who, between two choices, will always pick the wrong one.  ❜ ❛  i avoid everyone, including the people i like.  ❜ ❛  i always wonder why no one likes me and then i remember that i don’t even like me.  ❜ ❛  gosh golly! this beat is … whoo! this beat is … DANDY!  ❜ ❛  it’s hard being hilarious when everyone ignores you.  ❜ ❛  thinking about space fucks me up.  ❜ ❛  my biggest struggle in life is trying to make my eyeliner the same on both eyes.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could illegally download clothes.  ❜ ❛  heelys don’t have brakes because my swag don’t stop.  ❜ ❛  i know i make lots of jokes but i promise you, i’m a really sad person.  ❜ ❛  at least i can admit that i’m a piece of shit.  ❜ ❛  ‘ i’m not bitter ’ i say bitterly, with a bitter expression.  ❜ ❛  i’m fluent in talking shit.  ❜ ❛  it’s crazy how there are seven billion people on the planet and all of them are in love with me.  ❜ ❛  why am i better than everyone?  ❜ ❛  sometimes it physically pains me to hold back my sarcastic comments.  ❜ ❛  I SWEAR, I AM NOT CUTE OR SWEET. DON’T CALL ME THAT. I AM EVIL. I AM THE SHADOWS IN THE NIGHT. FEAR ME.  ❜ ❛  i don’t ‘ dress to impress. ’ i dress to depress. i wanna look so good that people hate themselves.  ❜ ❛  i love learning bad things about people i don’t like.  ❜ ❛  i bet you thought you’d seen the last of me.  ❜ ❛  i’m just an asshole with feelings.  ❜ ❛  there’s a special place in hell reserved for me. it’s called the throne.  ❜ ❛  damn boy, are you the terms and conditions? because i don’t give a fuck about what you have to say.  ❜ ❛  damn gurl, you flappy bird? because no one likes you.  ❜ ❛  your tattoo says ‘ only god can judge me, ’ yet here i am.  ❜ ❛  i’m not even sassy, i’m just an asshole.  ❜ ❛  i’m not a bitch, i am the bitch.  ❜ ❛  i like being obsessed with things so that i am distracted from how much i hate myself.  ❜ ❛  tips on talking to me when i’m pissed off: don’t.  ❜ ❛  my fashion sense is called ‘ i am cold and pissed off. ’  ❜ ❛  maybe ‘ fuck you ’ will be our always.  ❜ ❛  i believe in hate at first sight.  ❜ ❛  you hate me? wow, so much in common already.  ❜ ❛  i’m filled with hate and useless facts.  ❜ ❛  do you ever just wear headphones so people won’t talk to you?  ❜ ❛  i’d be such a good girlfriend, you’re all missing out.  ❜ ❛  getting into a relationship may seem tempting but so was getting on the titanic ship and look what happened there.  ❜ ❛  there’s always gonna be that one person who you can’t get out of your mind, no matter how hard you try.  ❜ ❛  i ship me and money.  ❜ ❛  have you ever met someone who’s smile looks like it could make flowers grow?  ❜ ❛  how do i get over someone i never dated?  ❜ ❛  i have a very big crush on you but sadly i am only a little bug and you are a garden.  ❜ ❛  if you grab my face right before you kiss me, i’ll definitely fall in love with you.  ❜ ❛  i don’t like your clothes, take them off.  ❜ ❛  put me in the coffin with both middle fingers up.  ❜ ❛  dying is taking too long.  ❜ ❛  being cremated is my last hope of getting a hot, smoking body.  ❜ ❛  don’t joke about murder. i was murdered once and it offends me.  ❜ ❛  you can’t spell school without ‘ i want to stab myself. ’  ❜ ❛  good news, everyone: dogs.  ❜ ❛  if you think it’s impossible to fall asleep to heavy metal, then you’re completely wrong.  ❜

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let’s  see  if  i  can  remember  how  to  write  my  son

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悲しい

Austin, Texas

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“He is a weapon, a killer. Do not forget it. You can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change its nature.”

— Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles (via yabookquote)

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Anger was better than tears, better than grief, better than guilt.

Princess Arianne Martell (via mutantism)

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#same

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[ ID. ] supergirl ; maraonlaidre

She didn’t mean to frighten him, she knew this world was weird. Their heightened scenes made every little sight, noise and movement amplified. But she had to protect him. While she may not know his story, she could tell by the situation that he was running from Cadmus and anyone running from Cadmus deserved the benefit of the doubt. 

Her head tilted at him softly at his statement, though cold rage bloomed in her stomach and she fought the near primal urge to to pivot on her heel, to use her superspeed to decimate the entire guard.  But as soon as that urge came, Kara chided herself. She stood for Justice, not vengeance. So no, she couldn’t do that. It didn’t mean that the urge wasn’t there. “You are not an object, you shouldn’t be called It.” She spat the word like it was sour in her mouth. “Do you know your name?” She continued, her tone dropping into a more comforting, gentle one. Making it clear that there were no judgements, even if he did not know. 

Her soft smile transformed into a large grin and she nodded. “Are you able to fly yet?” 

Whatever remaining feelings of hesitation that he had about the girl clad in blue and red seemed to fade upon her fury on his behalf. The way that, even without knowing him -- without knowing anything about him or his creation -- she still believed that he was alive. Real. For a moment he felt like he wanted to look at himself just to confirm it. Real and alive, not an object, not Cadmus property but himself.

Whoever that was.

“They didn’t give me one.” He said, while he didn’t exactly relax, his hostility and reservations dimmed, his shoulders slacked and instead of appearing as if he might at any instant run the other way, he stepped forward and shook his head.

“One of the doctors called me Superboy once,” he admitted after a moment of hesitation, “I think he meant it as an insult.”

Superman and Supergirl. The pod had imprinted his mind with as much information on them as it could. Raw footage of their abilities and powers, dossier on what little personal information and ties that Cadmus had recorded. He knew OF them, but he had never seen them for himself, nor had he had time to test his own abilities himself and his brows furrowed at the question of whether or not he could fly.

“I don’t know how.” He said, “I can jump.”