[identity profile] spiritoferos.livejournal.com
Eros pouted and fiddled with an arrow idly, rocking back and forth in his basket. Mommy was gone. Daddy was busy. Psyche was gone. And --

He still had his SuperDaddy and Kon-brother!

Poor Kon-brother. Little brother Kon was unhappy because his silly best friend didn't love him. Stupid little mortal!

Eros loved Kon. He could make Kon's little mortal friend love Kon too, and he would, because he was a good brother!

With no more thought than that in the air, Eros strung the arrow to his bow, aimed upwards and released. It would find Tim, he knew. His arrows always hit his mark.

Because Eros was a good four-year-old god of love and sex, yes he was!

((Eros is getting popcorned by the end of August. Glory, Susan, DEATH -- did you want a plot with him? If anyone else needs something from Eros, please comment and request it before I popcorn him.))
[identity profile] batsmarts.livejournal.com
Backdated like woah, to when Tim and Kon were in the infirmary post SBP beating them both down like the sorry losers that they are. To be Continued in comments. Wherein Timmy and Kon talk, and there is much angst, because apparantly that is what Timmy and Kon do.

Also, wherein Tim actually explains to Kon why the hell he's so screwed up. xD

So, Superboy flies into a bar and... )
[identity profile] superclone.livejournal.com
Kon is upset that Tim likes Jason. Clark is upset that Kon exists. Kon needs to punch someone. Clark wants to punch Kon.

And everyone is happy all around. Except that they're not. )
[identity profile] batsmarts.livejournal.com
Kon & Tim RP log! A conversation, pretty much immediately following Tim's second chat (and sparring session) with Terry. There's a little smooch or two. And a whole lot of guilt over them.

Bat-whore & Super-mope are Friends. )
[identity profile] superclone.livejournal.com
Jason posted a secret to the Secrets board. Kon proceeded to get so pissed off he ended up punching trees into kindling down by the Forbidden Forest. Luckily for the forest (and probably certain people) Adam is very, very good at getting through very thick skulls and is just lovable in general.

Cut for NO boy-touching. Just two teenage boys being total woobies. )
[identity profile] walburga-b.livejournal.com
HUMILIATION! DEGRADATION! SCUM AROUND EVERY CORNER! MUDBLOODS, WEREWOLVES, BLOOD-TRAITORS, GODS AND DEMI-GODS, ANGELS, DEMONS, FREAKS, SCIENTISTS, FRENCHMEN, PIRATES, AND HUFFLEPUFFS! A DIRTY LOT, ALL OF THEM, BESMIRCHING THE HALLS OF A ONCE-GREAT INSTITUTION! SHAMEFUL! A DISGRACE TO US ALL!
[identity profile] superclone.livejournal.com
There is a new girl sitting in the Gryffindor Common room. Except, she seems exceptionally familiar-- short and floppy black hair, wide, perpetually confused blue eyes, and a frustrated expression. She sits in a manner that would better become a boy-- sprawled, legs spread and feet planted firmly on the ground. Any time someone walks past, she looks up, a hopeful, puppyish expression crossing her face.

She's obviously worried about something-- and definately perks up anytime someone turns her way...

((OOC: Kon was turned into a girl by way of Jason Todd and a bit of red kryptonite. He would be very glad for any bit of company right now. Especially if said bit of company knows anything about female anatomy.))
[identity profile] has-great-ties.livejournal.com
I'm gonna be off dealing with kids this weekend (again), so Victor, Wilson, Bridge, Kon, and Godric will be quiet.

Any comments made to Hermes' app will be responded to when I get home on Sunday, too.
[identity profile] superclone.livejournal.com
A stone clinked very nearby the Slytherin dorm. It creaked again, seeming to buckle a bit in the middle before shattering with a bang, little bits of dull grey stone showering the hallway. Kon finally managed to climb, huffing and puffing, shirt ripped and face smudged with dirt, out of a hole, brushing aside a couple of the large bits of debris and coughing at the floating dust. "Well, damn," he grumbled, perching himself on the edge of the hole and glaring down. "Thought I'd never get out of there. Now where the hell did I end up?"

He pulled himself up, brushing futilely at the dirt and creases in his jeans. Kon-El didn't even seem to realize that he was smearing more dust on his face when he wiped the back of his hand across his forehead.

While looking for a way into the Gryffindor girls' dorm wandering around abandoned corridors, Superboy had ended up in a tiny, dank room without doors, windows, or, really, any way in or out. Kon was pretty sure there had been creepy laughter echoing in the place too. For WEEKS. Until he'd gotten fed up and started punching. He'd ended up having to punch his way out of the stupid place.

Stupid, freaky, magic school.

((OOC: Kon's original player seems to have disappeared, so with mod-approval, Godric's player has taken the character.))

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