#realpunkrock

[drawingenchanted]

I LOVED the new Superman movie. I really felt like his personality was perfect and I loved when he saved all the critters 🥹❤️💙💛

[assassininblack1783]

Beware the commenter who asked "are you open to honest feedback." Their profile is setting off my spidey-sense; they promote beta services and often those are folks looking for $$$.

I know, I could smell a scam, and scammers have been pestering me for the past two-three days. Thank you for speaking up! Keep up looking out for people! 😁👍🏻👍🏻 I just happen to be the wrong person for scammers to try this on; my guard is up often thanks to them. You have a good one friend! Stay safe!

[kipgrcdy-a]

~ @realpunkrock || cont'd from x ~

Kip can't imagine how invasive that must feel, people constantly having opinions about you, knowing everything about your life. He panics when he posts too much about his morning routine on Instagram to his 100 followers, that's nothing in comparison to what Superman has to deal with.

"It's okay. I think you have enough people being nosey about you." Kip laughs softly. Then he realises that might sound rude. "Not that I don't want to know you - I would like to - I just meant that I don't want you thinking I'm prying." Fuck, he can't stop rambling. "You're obviously a very interesting person." Yes, Kip, Superman obviously is a fucking interesting person. Elena's never going to let him live this conversation down.

Expression turns apologetic. "I'm not very good at talking to superheroes, apparently." He holds his hand out. "I'm Kip."

[serehsin]

pluck, sender plucks something out of receiver's hair.

for a second she almost forgets she's alone until a hand reaches across the small distance between them which is terrible she knows especially considering clark treated her to her favorite coffee and one of the biggest cinnamon rolls in the shop, but she's fixated on the letter in her hands, another addressed return to sender and the ache she still feels where her healed wound rests. she's fumbling around for a pen when a hand quicker than lightning reaches out and plucks the pen from behind her ear and extends it to her with a grin,

" oh, thanks. " riley accepts the pen with a brush of their fingers, stalling her words for a few moments before she sets it back down and lets the touch fall away, " sorry, didn't mean to completely zone out on you, clark. "

.. @realpunkrock

[killer-cinnamon]

@realpunkrock SUBMITTED A CONTRACT : ❝ Oh, that's a bit mean. ❞

Kai shrugs. He wouldn't usually consider himself mean, but ... well. He's got his moments. He's never really prescribed to the whole ❛ honey vs. vinegar ❜ thing. Not when someone's so Helbent on being a twat. Not everyone deserves nice, in his opinion.

❝ You think they deserved anything less? ❞ His voice is maybe a little bitter, more snappy than he means it to be. It's not Clarke's fault. He's just ... defensive. ❝ They were kicking at the pigeons. ❞

[rxngers]

@realpunkrock sent — emergency, in the middle of an awkward blind date, sender pretends to be receiver's friend and helps them get out of the date by faking an emergency.

HE SHOULD START THINKING THINGS THROUGH! always so quick to JUMP HEADFIRST into any form of attention, but when you’re constantly FIGHTING for your life why not indulge in a date here and there?

but he didn’t expect this meeting to be with a CRAZED fan and it’s why he has to RUN. ANXIOUSLY FIDGETING with his phone, waiting for one of his band mates to respond. but there’s nothing… just radio silence. this is fair, it’s not the first time he’s pulled something like this. and so he takes matters into his own hands. standing QUICKLY while running to the bathroom. and that’s when he literally runs into the other. he doesn’t hesitate. “ — listen man you have to HELP ME! ”

a short pause as he looks over his shoulder. “ if you help me get out of here i’ll pay you however much you want, just please i’m BEGGIN. ” he starts to pull his wallet out of his pocket as he speaks. “ i just really need to get out of here and i’m not trying to be RUDE… public image y’know. ”

[spiritdreamt]

i've never been very good at that. the steeling myself part. i find it better sometimes to just be a little weak. i'm all right with that, really. @realpunkrock

she knows; it's something she's always admired about him. clark's been her anchor since they were kids, steady and sure as gravity. he's never seemed afraid of how he feels, or afraid to show it. she'd never fault him for being weak, because when it's him, it's not weak. it's just... being human. "yeah," percy admits. "but it's... it's different, when it's me." no amount of dinners with ma and pa kent can change the fact that she went home every night to a house where she had to make herself small and quiet and fine. janice is allowed to be upset. janice has real things to be upset about, not like percy who has a roof over her head and a bed and food on the table and if that isn't enough, well, she's just selfish and ungrateful.

she doesn't say any of that, though. she doesn't want to upset clark.

[stickytm]

“I’m here- I’m here, now”

prompt! || accepting!

with the help of his parker luck & his ability to make things infinitely harder on himself, he had been caught poking around luthorcorp's data servers. a second location later, he hadn't seen anything but the inside of this room for what felt like a week.

last he had heard, his captors were planning on taking blood samples. they wanted to negotiate with oscorp for them, there had been a price on his blood for years now. he had been trying to think up a way out of this, piecing together any plan he could… but his captors were prepared. they knew how to keep him contained, with a collar around his neck stunting his powers. he'd been at his wit's end, banging on a door & trying to goade someone, anyone into opening the door. maybe, just maybe if someone answered, he could push past them, he could take off running, he could...

the door opens & he braces himself for a fight.

" you! " it's the only word that comes out of his mouth at first. amazement inches into his voice, but he tries to sweep it under a layer of sarcasm. his face flushes in a secret embarrassment under his mask. this was superman. he had gotten himself in enough trouble that superman had to save him. he felt like a real schmuck, " you're really here - i mean… how did you even find me? "