#conmankonel

HABITS HABITS HABITS  .   bold   italic   -   well-known   +   known   for  .   bold   -   often.   italics   -   sometimes.   strike   -   will   never  .

nail   biting  |  throat   clearing  |  lying  |  interrupting  |  chewing   the   ends   of   pens  |  smoking  |  swearing   in   spanish  |  knuckle   cracking  |  thumb   sucking  |  muttering   under   their   breath  |  talking   to   themselves  |  nose   picking  | binge   drinking |  oversleeping  |  snacking   between   meals  |   skipping   meals  |  picking   at   skin  |  impulse   buying  |  talking   with   their   mouth   full  | humming/singing   to   themselves |  chewing   gum  |  leg   jiggling  |  foot   tapping  |  hair   twirling  (i'm  counting  the  hair  toss)  | whistling  |  eye   rolling |  licking   lips  |  sniffing  |  squinting  |  rubbing   hands   together  |  jaw   clenching  |  gesturing   while   talking  |  putting   feet   up   on   tables  |  tucking   hair   behind   ears | chewing   lips  |  crossing   arms   over   chest  |  putting   hands   on   hips  |  rubbing   the   back   of   their   neck  | being   late |  procrastinating |  doodling  |  shredding   paper  |  peeling   off   bottle   labels  | forgetfulness |  running   hands   through   hair  |  overreacting  |  teeth   grinding  | nostril   flaring |  slouching  |  pacing  |  drumming   fingers |  fist   clenching  |  pinching   bridge   of   nose  |  rubbing   temples  |  rolling   shoulders

TAGGED  ::  @yoursdndispatcher (danke danke!)

TAGGING  :: @ncverdie (tim) , @rcliicta (rachel) , @angcltouched (ares) . @vallorouslly , @capslegacy , @doctordread , @agntwells , @divinityrisen , @drwlf , @stxincd (kane)

"If I didn't know any better Mr. Robertson, I'd say you were flirting with me.'

     There's a slight mocking edge beneath the drawled tone, arm draping over the top of the file cabinet as he casually began to encroach on the older man's space. He hadn't been doing anything of the sort, but it had been a while since he'd seen a genuine smile on Robert's lips. Didn't sit well with him at all.

"Last I checked PDA was still frowned upon in sight of other personnel.' Leaning closer, Conner's voice barely lowered. "So maybe you should be more careful with those pretty eyes of yours, unless you want to go borrow Blazer's office for an hour or so.'

@yoursdndispatcher's been invited to tourney

@yoursdndispatcher sent a raven: ❝ Keep teasing me like that, and I might just have to react. ❞ (connor)

"Oh no...'

The sarcasm dripped, much like the ice cream that Conner had been letting melt to slowly lick away. It might have been the entire point, blatantly obvious, but he was glad Robert decided to give in even a little bit. Opened the door a crack forgetting that his Kryptonian hybrid liked to barge through them.

Another long, deliberate lick, before tiring of feeling sticky and just devouring the treat to suck on his fingertips. Except his index finger, that he traced along Robert's lower lip as he draped himself across the slimmer man's back. They could be doing something more stimulating than working on files, or whatever he was doing.

"I like the way you react, Robert.'

At least he'd waited for the end of his shift this time. Personally, Conner didn't see an issue with making use of the quiet room for a bit of stress relief during break, but apparently he'd been wrong on that. He might be wrong here too, but at least they were at the apartment this time.

𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐀 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔 theme: heroes & villains

tagged : @torxnn tagging : @ncverdie ( hal ) , @rcliicta ( bruce ) , and you!

@yoursdndispatcher sent a raven: Whatever there is between you two I don’t want to know about it. (Conner)

       The  smile  on  his  lips  freezes,  fork  stilling  midway  to  his  mouth  as  he  clocks  the  tone  that  came  with.  Not  that  he  can  meet  Robert's  gaze,  the  man's  own  almost  too  casually  locked  on  picking  through  pasta.  It  hadn't  occurred  to  him  that  talking  about  his  team  could  be  a  problem,  especially  when  a  lot  of  those  stories  centered  around  him   running  point  with  their  sort  of  leader,  Tim. 

       It  also  had  not  occurred  to  him  that  Robert  might  get  jealous. 

       Taking  the  bite  into  his  mouth,  he  chewed  it  slowly,  letting  the  silence  settle  over  the  table.  Should  he  have  noticed  the  problem,  looking  back  on  it  he  supposed  there  may  have  been  a  couple  of  times  Robert  had  flinched,  but  then  the  plate  had  been  steaming.  Conner  had  caught  a  scowl  but  it  had  been  slight  and  when  he'd  explained  the  Phantom  Zone  it  had  smoothed  right  out.  The  back  of  his  mind  was  doing  calculations,  sifting  through  the  conversations  they'd  had  for  weeks  and  recognizing  a  pattern  he'd  been  ignoring. 

"There's  nothing  going  on  between  us.' 

       Tone  just  as  bland,  but  with  a  finality  to  it  that  had  made  the  point  clear  that  he  understood  he'd  fucked  up.  Took  him  a  moment,  too  busy  enjoying  the  newness  of  it  all,  the  ability  to  share  his  past  with  someone  who  understood  the  stress  and  complications  and-  An  awful  lot  of  excuses,  he  couldn't  even  chalk  it  up  to  being  young,  he  knew  more  about  philosophy  and  psychology  than  people  twice  his  age.  His  education  had  been  extensive  and  intense.  And  he'd  still  fumbled  like  some  smooth  brained  jock,  damn.

       Conner  didn't  like  that  he'd  upset  him  on  accident.  If  he'd  done  it  on  purpose  that  would  be  one  thing,  he  could  bask  in  that  victory,  the  vindictive  smugness  that  would  be  radiating  off  of  him  would  be  salt  in  the  wound.  But  he  hadn't,  he'd  been  clumsy,  and  now  he  had  to  figure  out  a  way  to  recover  without  making  it  any  worse.  Which…  he  did  not  have  the  greatest  track  record  of  accomplishing. 

“This  matters.'  Fork  lightly  waving  to  encompass  the  space  between  them,  Conner  couldn't  help  being  cheeky.  A  piece  of  pasta  is  stabbed,  swiped  through  sauce,  and  held  up  for  Robert  to  take.  ”Us,  I  mean,  but  the  pasta's  good  too.'

What Does Your Heart Look Like?

a tangled ball of red strings Who are you without the company of others? You aren’t sure, but you know that you aren’t fond of whoever it is. You are an actor, a pretty face and a pleasant song. Many idolize you, or love you, but you can never be sure of how sincere it is. Your heart is buried under the letters they leave you, sealed with a kiss. It can’t be untangled from the red strings they’ve attached to you. You deserve to find something, someone, true and faithful to hold your heart in place. You don’t have to be everything to everyone.

tagged by: @yoursdndispatcher kiss kiss bb

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What brand of stupid are you?

Blissfully stupid They say ignorance is bliss and by god you are living your best life. You skip merrily into a bear's cave to pet it as your friends scream at you to run. The world is beautiful and everyone is your best friend, nothing can possibly go wrong! You are incredibly curious and probably believe in magic. This isn't to say you're an innocent little baby, just that you see the world in a more positive light then most. You face danger with a smile, not because you are particularly brave but because you don't know there's danger to begin with.

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@torxnn sent a raven: Torunn stood up on her tippy toes to kiss Conner’s cheek. “Missed you!”

"I've been gone ten minutes.'

An exaggeration, arm moving to drape across her lower back to catch her, trap her there. More like ten days, but that was neither here nor there, playfully pretending to nip her neck. It felt like ages until it didn't.

"You do anything interesting without me?'