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Father & Son moment!
When your dad wants you to not look like a hoodrat and a trouble maker... but you're actually a punk.
(I may have developped an addiction for these two, ngl. I always loved Lex Luthor even when I was a kid and my new discovery of the real Conner is making my brain filled with ideas. I'll make a post later to explain all my headcanons for them.)
Bonus:
Is Lex being supportive or manipulative? Who knows...
Father and son preparing themselves for a big gala to present the new LexCorp Superman to the public... but Conner is panicking.
Conner clothing studies (guess which is the one approved by Lex). Because I can't get enough of that punk...
I love how you drew kon with small blushes, like he is only now reallising his crush on slobo. Him being judo flipped is his /oh no/ moment
He's just kon-fused.
Kyle Rayner teached Kon how to draw
My headcanon is that he got into art after this
Conner Kent-Luthor (Superboy)
[Updated character design]
Tactile Telekinesis is, in fact, a personality trait.
wanting this trio to happen at some point since it fulfills an especially certain niche of “damian with 2 black haired blue eyed boys who manage(d) to reach adulthood way faster than he has”
they can both be tiny baby
trying things,,, screentones I will understand you. I will.
wanted to play with tones again hehe
[reference]
You got a fatal wound on mr stabby stab? Sike, the fatal wound is about to be yours <3
sending this in an email to dcdl devs in hopes he will be there soon
I think it's 90s Kon week but I'm busy 💔 so have a super-late sketch for the first prompt (family/friends)
young, just them. uh. those guys.
scribbles or something
Refs: [ Cass // Dick and Tim // Jon and ..krypto ]
Bad mission debrief
WIP I haven't touched this in weeks but cba starting anything new 💔💔
They can try to stop me if they want, but no way dude I am a bats4supers believer forever
Your honour.... your honour please it's raining... it's raining.. let them have a little romance...... come on your honour please.....
Snippet of the fic you're never going to see (but that this art is based on) below!
It's just a fluff piece, timkon, nothing exciting happens, you lack the context. They're just making up after an argument. Oh also it's a bit cringe. But if you've read any of my writing (it's not often, but it's on the page here and there) you'll know I'm very cringe.. 😔
After he's showered, Tim comes to sit with him on the bed, the air of the van still a bit too quiet. Things got too heated, even the unrelenting downpour couldn't douse them. Tim's hand sets upon Kon's, tentative, and Kon doesn't push him aside. After all, on the way back, they both realised it was a pretty stupid argument. But then again, weren't they always. "Sorry I rushed you." Tim's voice is a sigh, barely audible over the rain against the window. "I'll make it up to you, I'm the reason things went wrong today." Of course he's blaming himself, Kon thinks; that's their favourite couple's activity. He gives Tim a strained smile, fighting the urge to begin another circle of no, it was my fault more, and get them into another argument. They're both too stubborn - it'd help more to do something productive now that they both feel more inclined to listen and apologise. So instead of that, he takes the towel from Tim's shoulders, lifting it to his still-soaked hair, gently rubbing the water from it. He could use TTK, to dry them both immediately, but Tim likes this sort of thing. He acts like he could live without it, but Kon really doesn't think he could. And, just as expected, Tim's shoulders steadily deflate. Kon feels his own do the same, relieved. "I wasn't mad, Tim. I just get overwhelmed sometimes- you know that- and I don't think things through very well once I'm in that zone. I just mean, well, I don't mean to-" "I can't believe you're stealing my lines." Tim cuts him off, with a small, sorry face. "You don't need to overexplain. I really am sorry." "Me, too." He nods. "And I think I was just mad because it's rained for a week straight, actually. No sun makes me cranky." He offers a cheeky grin. "You're annoying, but not that bad." Tim rolls his eyes, and leans just a touch forward. "You're an idiot." Kon doesn't really want to take the bait, but how can he avoid it if Tim adores cliché? "I'm your idiot." Tim brushes a hand up his arm, the room feeling warm and cosy again. "And if it wasn't the sun's fault that you got upset, I-" "Tim." "What?" He snorts. He can never just accept Kon's easy outs, can he? "Fine, fine. I'm--" He stops himself before he says he's sorry again, flushing. Kon tries not to laugh.
Tim: I swear- you have NO impulse control!
Kon: Screw you! Yes I do!
Tim: Ha! As IF!
Kon: Fine! I'll show you I do!
Tim: I'd like to see you TRY.
[Anita, Greta and Cassie, watching from the sofa]: 😮💨
Kon, calling loudly: Hey, Imp, could you come here?
Bart (suddenly appearing): Hello? Someone called?
Tim, speechless: 😡
Kon: 😏 see.
Bart: ???
Kon: Come on, let's leave this loser in our dust 😏
Bart: oh ok, bye guys 🙂↕️
[They leave. Tim is fuming in the middle of the room, silent]
[Cassie holds back a laugh]
Anita: You know. He has a point.
Tim, his head whipping around real fast: NoHeDoesNot.
I couldn't decide if I liked it with the night time overlay or not, so have both versions! :D
Sleepover with two puny mortals that you're in love with (and everything can go right).
Lowkey based on a fanfic I was writing, but as usual I haven't the confidence to post it! Yeah~
Had this in the drafts for months,,,, figured I'd finish it up now so it's done. I like to kinda have some Finished art on the page hahahaha
These kids are NOT studying rn
I had wanted to draw everyone, but thanks to the laryngitis I did NOT have the energy to draw for a while, so core four it is!
More pen scribbling,,, getting comfortable with it now but the pen is gonna run out soon 💔
More pen sketches ; every time I draw Nox (my sona) for some reason she doesn't come out well???? I draw her all the time though??? Why is she so impossible to draw in pen???
Some more pen doodles in the sketchbook oh I miss the pc I miss the undo button I miss the erase tool 💔