Fuck Lex Luthor and Clark Kent, John Henry Irons is Kon’s real dad!


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Fuck Lex Luthor and Clark Kent, John Henry Irons is Kon’s real dad!
Hellou!
Made this blog since I've figure I'll be writing fics now ^w^/
Why yes I am a 12-year-old girl at heart and have blinged out my knee scooter with a bike bell, a chip holder, and stickers
Someday in the future, when Jean, Kevin, and Jeremy have to play together in the Olympics or something, and Jeremy and Jean are married, a conversation like this might take place:
"Are you okay? About Thea…" Jeremy will ask, worried about his friend's divorce.
Kevin won't think much of it.
"It was to be expected. The exy couldn't keep us together forever."
Jeremy will offer support, a conversation Kevin doesn't want to have. Jean will simply look at him with a raised eyebrow, because he knows Kevin and Thea well. The idea that the exy couldn't keep them together forever is nonsense, and they both know it.
Perhaps that's why Kevin angrily avoids Jean's gaze.
"I never thought the exy would end up separating you," Jean finally interjects. "As if there were anything more important in your world."
Kevin looks up from his glass (no alcohol, which also sets off alarm bells for Jean) for just a few seconds to glance at him.
"That's not how it is. There have always been things as important as the exy."
Jeremy smiles smugly. Jean would too… if he didn't know how to detect Kevin's lies by omission.
"Do we know this person?" he asks bluntly.
Kevin tenses immediately, his gaze hardening. Jeremy raises an eyebrow at Jean but says nothing. They've been gossiping about it. Jeremy has just as many suspicions as Jean, but Jean isn't afraid to be rude to Kevin.
"Are you implying I've been unfaithful to Thea? No. Don't go there," Kevin cuts him off immediately.
So Jean knows. Oh, he knows.
"I don't care who it is. It'll come out sooner or later anyway."
Kevin pales. The way Kevin clenches his left hand for a second reveals everything Jean needed to know.
He's stunned.
"…He's a man," Jean ventures.
Kevin immediately gets up and gives him a look that could freeze hell.
"Fuck you, Jean."
And he leaves.
"I told you so," says Jeremy, the bastard.
"Heterosexual… my ass."
LOOΠΔ
I really wish the creators pledged the unreliable narrators IN TRUTH, and completely would have changed Rhaenrya's fate. The books' ending - at this point of the story - doesn't make any sense.
JUST DON'T go THERE.