#steelel

[powerel]

boom shaka laka

sorry i dont talk to short people

[halfkryptn]

hello jon ur brother kon loves and stans u no matter what

       ........even if i give your sim a really bad haircut ?

[geneticmisfit]

❝ move, i’m gay . ❞

Very Serious RP Starters

     ‘‘ I thought--- I thought you were Kryptonian. ’’

[vlyuvdova]

mmm...........hi let me drop by to say that the effort you put on natasha is so commendable???? thank u???? for feeding us some good fucking food?

this just in marco lights up my whole life

[crimenight-a]

“ please , tell me you have a plan . ”

MOONLIGHT BATHES THE TWO uniform-clad vigilantes;    it illuminates their venturous emblems plastered on their chests,    promises of hope.    the city that would make the darkest of the duo sigh with mild distaste in most circumstances stands proud around them.    its buildings were smooth,    collected    —-    TOO ORGANIZED FOR THE BAT’S LIKING.    paying no attention to how long his grapple slides hesitantly along the short roof wall before finding a decent nook,    the batman makes his way to his confidant.    once within view,    he takes a moment to glance over the self-proclaimed superboy.    it’s been awhile since he had seen him in-person    &    bruce finds himself wondering why kon called HIM here instead of the countless other heroes he must know.

❝   please,    tell me you have a plan.  ❞

HIS EXPRESSION BETRAYS NONE of his amusement at the plea    &    his head turns to stare at the murky object in the distance.    there,    amidst the clear night’s sky was a ship of SEEMINGLY QUESTIONABLE origins.    its sharp    &    otherworldly architecture captures his interest,    his eyes running along its edge almost as if he were already imagining himself SWINGING from one ledge to the next.    his gloved fingers travel to a small button just above his wrist,   it hovers there. 

❝      WHERE’S YOUR FATHER ?      ❞     he expects no conclusive answer from him,    &    doubt quickly takes hold of him;    a frown takes the place of a slightly eased scoff.    bruce turns again,    the whites of his cowl bright against the dark kevlar,      ❝       i’ll take care of it.    YOU need to find superman.      ❞      it was barely a proper conversation    &    he acknowledges that as he walks past kon,    letting his hand rest briefly on the young hero’s shoulder before making his way to the ridge behind them.    he takes a moment to stare at the buildings that diverge so incredibly in structure from gotham’s own    -—    it would be hard for him to swing freely here,    but the mild annoyance left his mind as quick as it came for all he thinks about as he DIVES off,    moving from one building to another,    is the whereabouts of hisTRUSTED PARTNER    &    the well-being of the ‘supers’    &    their city.

PROMPT.       ACCEPTING.

[heavnbelow]

“ and the saddest part of all ? you’ll cling to the good memories , as if there were any . ”

             ITS A HARD PILL TO SWALLOW.          one that the blasphemous angel rarely chooses to force down her throat. The worst part ? It’s true. That’s what makes her heart drop to her stomach. It hurts, it sincerely hurts the creature to hear such somber words leave his mouth.  ❛    Kon  . . . ❜    she starts, but fails to finish. Stomach ties into knots upon knots and Tina is wondering for a moment if angels could vomit. Without much thought, she pulls him into a close hug —— one she saves for her own kids.    ❛    C’mere, son.    ❜   she whispers this, as if she was afraid of overstepping her boundaries. 

               Tina blinks back tears, arms embracing the (  slightly  ) taller form. Her head rests on his shoulder and in an act of maternal instincts, she rubs his back. Words start to pour from her mouth, finding something to say; THE RIGHT THING TO SAY

              ❛    Son, you are more than the bad memories. You are worth more than the bad memories and - and I know it’s hard to think otherwise, to cling to the memories that you want to be good, but ... but trauma is a tricky thing. Trauma is a tricky motherfucker and ... and you don’t have to do it alone, okay ?    ❜    Her words become softer, holding Kon close to her. If there was any word to describe how she felt, it was motherly. No, no she never wanted to step on the families toes, never wanted to replace Kon’s actual family but ... 

             Who’s to say he can’t have any more family ? 

              ❛     Kon, honey, look at me.    ❜    One of Tina’s hands move up to his face, and only then is she reminded that he is indeed a child.      ❛    I am here for you. I - I ... I don’t know if you hear it enough but I am proud of you, constantly. You are already great and going to be so much more, and.. and I need you to know that, okay ? I need you to know you aren’t alone, you’re never alone, I promise. I PROMISE.   ❜  

@steelel

[yblchth]

steelel replied to your post: it’s a new year so have the same old ugly creature

why is her nose so weird

whats wrong with  her nose u rat

[jennifercheck-a]

`    >    :    @steelel .

                 ❛        it’s    a    shame    we    gotta’    keep    meeting    like    this ,        huh        ?        ❜                violets    meet    folds ,        tugging    gently    whilst    ceruleans    glance    around.        mental    note    of    surroundings        ?        check.          now    go    back    to    manipulating ,        go    back    to    being    fed.                ❛        i    swear    i    didn’t    do    all    this    just    to    say    thank    you.        i    mean ,        what    can    i    say        ?        you    give    me    such   a    wetty.        ❜