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cain-doodles · 2 days
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I adore the way you draw hair <3!!
Thank you so much! It’s definitely my favorite thing to draw.
Have a Superboy doodle.. Conners hair is particularly fun to paint!
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yaderyngoch · 2 days
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Kon: Yeah I have TTK which means I can control things that I'm touching
Jason: Bitch me too, you're not special. //picks up a brick and chucks it at his head//
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peekaboobs · 3 days
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Bart Allen types at a speed so fast Tim had to get Waynetech to make him a phone that can keep up with him, because he broke the last three phones he had by overloading them with typing much too fast for them to handle. He’s from the future, he didn’t expect today’s technology to be quite so fragile. The young justice groupchat looks something like:
-39492949 year old: GYSS YOKM RBCE BIEV WAHAF BAOPENED GO ME FK DAY J LOTERLALY WA FIBJFING GHIS GUG ANF LIKE HE WSS ?? YAKKJNG ABOJR SIM BE SAKD HE KNE U??
Red nuisance: ?? Are you talking to me?
Cassieeee: okay i don't even know what he's saying sorry
Knock off steel man (aluminum man?): Yeah no what the fuck?
This (to a lesser extent) extends to all the speedsters. As soon as this phone was developed, both Wally and Barry were gifted one by their respective Bat.
Barry now texts Hal faster than people can see during league meetings, making him try not to laugh every time his phone screen lights up.
Wally quotes memes the exact second they become popular, because of course these phones are capable of playing any video at 100x speed without distortion. It makes people think he’s brain rotted. He leans into it because it means people underestimate him. It pisses Dick off though, because he has to explain to people that yes, Wally still trains as much as the rest of him, no, he’s not slacking to watch TikTok, he’s just scrolled through the entire for you page in about a half minute.
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suzukiblu · 2 days
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WIP excerpt behind the cut for Derpsheep; obligatory sugar baby Kon. (( chrono || non-chrono ))
Kon laughs sheepishly, shakes his head, and then leans down and presses a kiss against the corner of his mouth. Tim boils alive. Like. Just a little. Then Kon straightens back up and gives him another grin before looking back down to the bag and digging into it. He comes up with the chocolates first, since they’re what Tim put on top, and grins wider again at the sight of them. 
“Dude, how much are you paying in shipping?” he asks with a laugh, shaking his head again. 
“Not that much,” Tim lies. It wouldn’t have been that bad if he hadn’t sprung for expedited, so he figures that counts as true. Like, arguably. From a certain point of view or whatever. 
Look, he’s spent more on less important things. 
Kon laughs again, then puts the chocolates in his coat pocket and pulls out the jewelry box, inspecting it curiously before flipping it open. 
“Oh, sick,” he says, looking delighted, which makes Tim feel as good as nailing a landing on the edge of a skyscraper, and then frowns again. “But how much was–” 
“You can’t tell me not to buy you things anymore,” Tim interrupts him as politely as he can. Kon pauses, then flushes again and ducks his head a little, smiling helplessly. 
“Okay,” he says, then bites his lip and stares down at the bag. “Um . . .” 
“Yes?” Tim asks. 
“I can kinda, uh . . .” Kon trails off, then looks embarrassed. “I mean, it feels like . . .” 
Right, Tim thinks. TTK probably does take away some of the element of surprise from unwrapping presents. 
“It’s fine if you don’t like it,” he says. “I just found, well . . . an option that wouldn’t wilt over dinner.” 
Kon looks very embarrassed. 
“You really didn’t have to,” he says, a little stilted. “I mean–you already . . .” 
Tim tilts his head. Patiently puts on what he’s decided to make his “you can’t tell me not to buy you things anymore” face. 
Kon turns red again, then pockets the jewelry box with the chocolates before pulling out the last gift to look at too. He opens the box gingerly, and stares into it for a long moment before taking the actual gift out. 
Tim really hopes he likes it. 
“You really didn’t have to,” Kon repeats as he turns it by the stem, his face still all flushed and his eyes and voice both just barely soft. 
It’s a slender little branch of blue orchids, all shiny and pretty. The company that makes them lacquers real flowers and then accents them in gold. So it’s still obviously an actual flower with the petals all visible under the lacquer, but the stems are gold-plated and the petals are edged in more gold, and the flowers themselves are preserved by the lacquer, so . . . yeah. 
He could’ve waited for the cul-de-sac and just started giving Kon fresh flowers like he’d originally planned, Tim guesses, but he’d stumbled across the site while looking for gift ideas and kinda just . . . gone from there, pretty much. He’d actually seen roses first, but the orchids had felt a little more . . . creative, maybe? And likelier to be to Kon’s tastes, given how obviously fondly he remembers Hawaii–and misses it, maybe, though that might be assuming a little much on Tim’s part. 
Even if it, unfortunately, doesn't miss him. 
It’s just . . . a hypothesis, really, that Kon misses Hawaii. Just going by certain things Kon’s been willing to say and show in front of Tim Drake, and hasn’t been willing to say or show in front of Robin or the team. 
So when Tim had seen the orchids, well . . . 
Blue orchids are a rarer color, apparently, and he’d just thought–well, Kon’s eyes are blue, and so is a significant percentage of his suit. And so is, obviously, the sky he flies in, and the water he might miss. And blue orchids are supposed to be symbols of rarity and uniqueness, so, uh–maybe it’s a bit much, but he’d just thought . . . 
Kon clearly wants to be seen as someone unique and individual, and clearly deserves to be, so . . . yeah. Well. 
It’d just fit, he’d thought. 
They’re supposed to represent sincerity, too, but that’s a whole other thing.
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jesncin · 11 hours
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Meet Paul Westfield, don't call him Superboy by the way. He's a run away lab experiment with,,, superpowers?
Paul meets some kids who help him out for a bit before deciding to travel on his own.
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bisupergirl · 1 day
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kara wearing kon's glasses (given to her by tim) in supergirl v5 🫶 and her wearing his shirt (that she stole) after his death in infinite crisis:
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magnusraydar · 24 hours
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Tim: Okay, so what's the plan?
Young Justice Team: Don't die (optional), don't kill (optional), beat up the villain (somewhat optional)
Tim: Good, and what's the other plan?
Yj: Wing it!
Red Tornado: I need to hold another parent, mentor conference...
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DC, i will give up my soul for a yj98 cartoon.
They're so cute, they're my children, and I wanna put them under a microscope to study them.
Hopefully, i tagged this right.
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crow-eyed · 1 day
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he's just chilling (good for him)
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swallow-a-bug · 1 day
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yj vs the constant upbringing of tactile telekinesis
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iguessitme · 2 days
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Kon : D
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peacerisendove · 3 days
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Superboy (1994) #1
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Superboy (1994) #2
Yup, I stand by it. Kon should talk about his TTK more because applications of it like this are so cool and so much fun!!!
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fanmail66 · 4 hours
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I don't remember this episode
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dailydccomics · 1 day
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Superboy by John Timms and Gabe Eltaeb
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suzukiblu · 2 days
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WIP excerpt: the Core Four gangs up on Kon's objectification kink. (( chrono || non-chrono ))
And really, Cassie has always been perfectly happy about having a cunt, but fuck, right now she can see the temptation of having a cock instead. She wants to fuck the mess of Kon’s mouth so bad. She could just go dig out her strap, obviously, but the idea of using a toy on a toy doesn’t really feel like it fits, and she doesn’t wanna break immersion or anything. 
“It probably would,” Tim muses, and then he buries his face against her shoulder, his breath coming soft and short and staccato. He’s definitely close, yeah. He can usually hold out pretty long, especially after all this time of learning how to best pace himself to keep up with the rest of them, but he’s still a baseline human. “Mmm. ‘Pretty’ how?” 
“Like pretty,” Cassie says, and drags her thumb down the come-slick center of Kon’s lower lip, pressing down on it and stretching it away from his teeth. He’s still not breathing, and his eyes still don’t try to focus. “Mm. You really made a mess in there, Bart.” 
She probably said that already, but considering her personal taste for a partner making a mess in her, well . . . 
That must feel good, that’s all. 
“I mean, whatever, I can mess it up however I wanna if I’m the one cleaning it out,” Bart replies with a dismissive shrug, not even bothering to look down at Kon as he says it. Cassie lets go of his face and wipes her sticky fingers off across his chest, making the gesture careless and uncaring. Like she’s just using the nearest surface she isn’t worried about staining, because a toy wouldn’t stain; like she’s not concerned about how dried come on his skin might feel for Kon if he doesn’t get cleaned up before it does, because why would a toy feel anything? 
“Fair point,” Cassie says as she reaches back to stroke through Tim’s hair a few times, because his breathing just picked up a little sharper and she’s pretty sure he’s about to– 
“Mm,” Tim murmurs quietly into her shoulder as he comes inside Kon, his body tensing up against her back and hands gripping her breasts tighter for a moment, purposeless and directionless. Cassie strokes his hair again and presses a quick little kiss against his temple as his hips slow and stutter through the last of his orgasm, and stops rocking her own hips and ignores Kon’s cock inside her as anything but a source of pleasant pressure and fullness, like it’s not as important as Tim right now. 
“Had fun?” she asks him, dragging her nails lightly against his scalp. He presses a kiss of his own against her shoulder and shifts back enough to pull out of Kon–which he doesn’t usually do that quick; usually he takes his time about it, because Kon likes how it feels. But if Kon’s not here, and just a toy is . . . well, then obviously Tim wouldn’t have a reason to do that, would he. 
Kon doesn’t make the whiny little disappointed noise he usually does when Tim or Bart pulls out of him, though. 
So–yeah, Cassie is pretty sure she’s going to get herself off to literally just this scene and nothing else until the next time they can all get together at once. Pretty much positive, actually. Pretty definitely positive.
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bonnibelerm · 3 days
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Wait is this Kon next to Bart? Or is it just some guy that has the same hair style as him. And the same jacket.
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from impulse #19
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jesncin · 2 days
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WIP of the next Conner Superboy origin comic. Still workin' on it!
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