#con wayne

Like a Field Full of Poppies is now complete. Kon's long, long week has brought him back to 1999 from the many earths of Hypertime following the defeat of Black Zero. @90skonweek was a really fun chance for writers, artists, and readers to get to focus on Kon and his cast of friends from Cadmus, Young Justice, and his homes in Hawai'i, Kansas, and Metropolis. Thanks so much for throwing this little celebration, and for other kon fans, there's tons of great art archived on the blog and fantastic fics to check out in the collection.

It had taken Bruce too long to realize that. Not to learn that, because he feels no surprise or shock when it’s stated, but he hadn’t realized it. Hadn’t put significance to it. After all, Superboy was always just… Superboy. Some people in Gotham called him Robin, now. Bruce didn’t. Superboy didn’t blink at either of those details. Not like he’d paused over the belt and cape before he’d fastened them over blue and an s-crest. Not like how he hovered in wait for a millisecond before judging how much of his powers to use or not in any given spar or altercation on patrol. Not like how he froze now, at hearing Alfred’s words.

“The boy doesn’t have a name?”