#timkon mention

[wondersinwaynemanor]

Red Hood and Red Robin greeting each other seriously during patrol so that RR can give the coordinates of a homeless child somewhere in Crime Alley. as if they weren't talking about explosives the other night and Jason didn't teach Tim to bake the coffee cupcakes he loves so much.

Later in a few

Red Hood, crushes the bags of stimulants on his hand and throws them on the sewers: Get a fucking new hobby. These things are disgusting.

Goon, runs: Fuck you, Hood!

Red Hood, sighs: What an idiot- The fuck. Where's my other gu-

Red Hood sighs again.

Red Hood, speaks to the rest of the family through the comms before chasing the goon: The kid's got my weapon again.

Nightwing: Robin, what -

Robin: Negative. It's not me.

Batman, pinches the bridge of his nose as he sits on a gargoyle somewhere in Gotham and thinks, "Here we go again."

Somewhere at a rooftop in Metropolis

Kon: Um Tim, I know you have plans of destruction, but-

Tim puts the weapon at the back of his suit. and Kon wonders how do the Bats even have places for weapons on their suits?

Tim: Nah, this is a comeback for him stealing one of the cupcakes you like at my apartment.

Kon: I already told you I'm over it!

Red Hood, hears the conversation through the comms and screams: Like the boy said, he's over it! Give that back to me!

[lovelylonelymoonlight]

I think we need to make dick a lil more unhinged like

Tim says bye to kon perfectly straight faced and devoid of emotion and Dick starts teasing him about his obvious crush

And then another titan is like, huh??

“his heart beat picked up by two additional beats cmon now”

[daiwild]

changing room mishap

Kons a lil confused but he will ALWAYS get pissed at bad guys hurting his friends

[fragcc]

Awkward flying past your sibling at 7 o'clock

[ectonurites]

Byler Week Day 5 — Secret Identities

very loosely interpreting the prompt for today but i've had this idea for a while and... secret identities, Superheroes, that works. anyone who knows me well probably could have seen something like this coming LMAO

also trying to draw Robin & Superboy costumes that look thrown together and home-made when i have spent so much time drawing their actual designs was a challenge

[brocedesbenz]

my favorite part of fandom is that specific moment when we all collectively go, "Oh yes, now blorbo needs to open a coffee shop" followed by the infamous "and they should fall in love w shitto while they're at it"

[suzukiblu]

For the WIP guessing game: alien

"Hey, would it be okay if I asked Tim to have sex with me sometime?" Kon asks, and Tim blinks and looks up from his seat on the couch and the case files cleverly disguised as Wayne Enterprise files he's currently reviewing on his laptop, because it sounds like Kon just said–

"Um, what?" Bernard says, staring blankly at Kon from the opposite side of the kitchen island, where he's doing college homework while Kon is elbow-deep in the dishes. Staring blankly at Conner, technically. Seeing as Bernard does not know Kon's actual name, or that he's Superboy, or that Tim is Robin, or–"Why?"

"I dunno," Kon replies with a careless shrug, turning over the empty glass in his hands. A minute ago there was orange juice in it, because it's ten AM and they just ate Bernard's very nicely-made brunch. "I just wanna try it, I guess."

"What, having sex with a guy?" Bernard assumes, looking mildly puzzled but at least not offended, which is good because Tim does not want to have to defuse this situation and doesn't even know how he would without being able to say "technically Conner is a superhero with unfathomably complicated alien DNA who was made in a cloning tube by an evil billionaire and an ethically dubious lab full of crazy people and he has some very, very weird understandings of conventional social norms like not just randomly asking your best friend's boyfriend for permission to fuck him". It just does not seem like it would go well. At all.

"Uh," Kon says. "Just . . . sex, actually."

Tim . . . blinks.

"You've had sex before," he says reflexively.

"No," Kon says, not looking at him or Bernard or anything but the empty glass he's washing. Tim frowns in confusion.

"You've told me you've had sex before," he half-protests in bemusement. Not that Kon doesn't frequently talk a big game, but he doesn't usually outright lie like that. Like, not unless it's to supervillains. Or Superman. Or–

He doesn't usually lie to him, is what Tim means.

. . . does he?

"I was lying," Kon says, putting the rinsed glass in the drying rack; picking up the next one. Tim has to reorient his whole entire view of the whole entire multiverse over their brunch dishes and Bernard's homework and his own disguised case files. "I mean–kinda."

"How do you 'kinda' lie about having sex?" Bernard asks skeptically. "That seems very black or white, as a thing."

"I don't know if getting raped counts," Kon says, just barely frowning. "Does it?"

Tim drops his laptop. It cracks against the coffee table and hits the floor. He doesn't even try to catch it.

"Oh," Bernard says.

"Sorry," Kon says, just looking fixedly at the glass he's very, very carefully scrubbing clean. "This is–weird and very fucked up, actually, I–"

"Who?" Tim cuts in, reflexive and useless and the least helpful thing to say or do, probably, but–

"Uh," Kon says to the dishes. "Well. Kay. And some . . . other people, I guess. But mostly her."

"'Mostly,'" Tim echoes numbly. Kon rinses the glass. Puts it in the drying rack. Picks up a plate.

Tim wants to throw up. Or break something. Like Knockout's face.

"Uh," Kon says, still talking to the dishes. "When I was–when I lived in–there were just some parties, sometimes, that my, uh, guardian back before I really knew you would have us go to, and once or twice . . . uh, just, I was kinda a lightweight at that age, so . . ."

"That age" being only a year old at best, Tim is very, very aware. And prior to the Kryptonian physiology coming in, while only physically in his mid-teens. Which means Kon could've gotten drunk or drugged very easily and lost the defense of his TTK, and . . .

Tim has no idea where Rex Leech is or what he's doing, but he's going to find out and make him regret his entire life.

[jonjaydami]

Breaking down the song too sweet by hozier and literally shoving any dc ship in it. Well mainly any bat x super ship cause honestly I love the idea that the song is from the bats perspective talking about their respective super.

Also I feel the need to make this clear, I do ship superbat, timkon, and Damijon but not all in the same universe. Like no offense to anyone who has written anything containing all three of these ships but I think it's just weird cause it's like man if superbat is canon and then you put damijon it's like Damian and Jonathan are brothers so it just makes me feel weird about the ship at that point. But if they are all in separate fics then I feel like it's fine and I love it.

But anyway! I was writing my newest chapter and on my superbat fanfiction called " does superman cry" (FYI I regret not making the title too sweet or ice tea and tears or something silly like that)

Cause I'm so OBSESSED with Clark having a deep appreciation for ice tea and loving it cause Martha would make it during the summer months and would make it warm during the winter so Kal just always had that bitter sweet tea after a long day of working on the farm.

So Bruce learns about it and he absolutely hates tea. He takes his whiskey neat and coffee in bed at 3 and this man just can't stand the bitter taste. Even with sugar in it he hates it. But after he learns Martha makes it he has Alfred the tea steeping master he is make his own so every time Clark comes over he baits him into drinking a glass.

Especially if he wants Clark to stay longer. He secretly just brings him a glass and Kal the nice boy that he is can never refuse a glass of home made sweet tea.

Eventually they fall into this pattern and even start dating and Bruce finds that he doesn't mind sweet tea as long as it's on Clark's lips when he kisses him. Thats the sweetest tea of all.

Also I'm imagining Clark not actually being a coffee fan and liking tea cause it tastes more like home and the earthy flavor it provides, but he will bring Bruce a steaming cup of coffee just like how he likes it as compensation. Kinda like a trade of sorts ♥️🖤💙💛

[livingdeadvoid]

Conner: So when do I get to meet the family?

Tim: No

Conner: Come on, I already know Bruce, Dick, and Jason. How bad could it be to meet the rest of them?

Tim: You haven't met them as my boyfriend and very badly.

Conner: Please

Tim: No. When Dick reintroduced us to Wally when they first got together, Bruce flipped his shit.

Conner: When have you ever cared what Bruce thought?

Tim: When he carries around kryptonite.

[skywalkervahnya]

One of the best Kryptonian romantic tropes is the definitely the whole memorizing/listening to/finding the other person’s heartbeat it gets me every time. The concept of being so familiar with someone and loving them so much that you can pick their heartbeat out of millions of people in a city is insane and it makes me want to cry every time

[therealladylucifer]

honestly i really do like the dc fandom here but i hate that both jon kent and tim drake have canonical boyfriends and no one acknowledges them. you guys are too wrapped up in your other ships that arent going to happen! you’re nibbling on crumbs when there’s a meal right next to you and its beyond annoying

[wondersinwaynemanor]

Girls day out with Babs, Cass, Steph and Izzy

Babs: I hope you enjoyed the spa, Izzy.

Izzy: It was lovely. Thank you for the treat, Babs.

Steph: Thank God, we have a new girl to add in our squad.

Cass: It's mostly just with little brothers.

Izzy: Aww, I'm honored.

Izzy: Wait. How about the rest of your brothers' girlfriends? When will they join us? I don't recall Duke telling me-

Babs gives a soft smile, Cass giggles and Steph snickers.

Babs: I think you missed the memo.

Cass nods enthusiastically.

Izzy: Oh. I see. You mean your brothers are-

Steph: Yuppp, they are.

Izzy: That's so adorable!

Steph: Wait till Sunday brunch at the Manor and it gets corny when they talk about their bestfriends.

Cass nudges Steph's shoulder and Izzy doesn't miss when Steph gives Cass' hand a gentle squeeze as if to apologize.

Izzy: Now, I know I wasn't hallunicating or anything.

Babs: What do you mean?

Izzy: Well, that night when Duke took me home from the Manor, I swear I saw Superboy outside Tim's bedroom window and they kissed.

Cass: I knew it! I knew it!

Babs: And I knew it when Tim was lying. I called it when he deleted some footage from the camera at the garden facing his window.

Steph: Looks like we owe Cass cus she was right all along. Man, why didn't I get that???

Izzy: Do you often do this thing about your brothers?

Cass: You should join!

Steph: And we can use this information to blackmail them for something.

Cass nudges Steph's shoulder again.

Izzy: Count me in! Who we betting on next?

Babs: Well, did you know Jason's been having a crush on Roy Harper since he was a kid and we think they're together now.....

[beetlevsboy]

Just had an insane daydream about Kon and Cassie having a girl talk and Kon crying about Tim being w Bernard and then Cassie gets like a call from Tim about vigilante stuff or whatever and she messes with Kon a bit like “oh yeah I gave my shift to cass one of my friends is over and they’re just really upset about a guy :(“ and Tim is like oh yikes sorry I’ll let you go and call Bart or smth so Cassie tries to hang up but doesn’t and just throws her phone down so tim goes to hang up but right before he does he just hears kons voice like “WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT” so he gets confused and puts the phone back to his ear and subsequently hears “I know you’re madly in love with him but some people can actually have proper communication with him” and just 2 minutes i of bickering before kon curls up on her bed to sleep and Cassie grabs her phone to charge but looks and sees the ongoing call and is just like “..fuck” and kon is just like “whatdya say?” And she’s just like ahah nevermind just remembered I have a shift tomorrow and then hangs up leaving Tim just so fucking confused.

[mamawasatesttube]

fluffy soft sentence starters!!! “Never. Never will I stop loving you.”?

Lightning cracks open the sky, a brilliant flash brighter than daybreak. Rain drums against the windowpanes and rolls in sheets down the glass; the Kansas sky is a stormy grey as far as the eye can see. The trees around the farmhouse whip back and forth, bending in the wind, and from the distance comes the low, ominous crackaboom of thunder.

Gotham doesn't really get storms like the Midwest. It makes sense, for a place called Tornado Alley, but it's still a sight to behold. Tim doesn't think he's ever quite understood what Kon means, about the sky out here making everything else feel small, until the first time he saw the magnificent dread of a late summer storm.

Today's, according to all three of Tim's weather apps, has them under tornado watch, but Kon doesn't seem overly concerned. He's halfway to dozing off, his head pillowed on Tim's thigh and Krypto curled up on his legs in lieu of a blanket. He looks cozy.

He's not feeling his best today, though. He hasn't said anything, but Tim knows how to read him. He's been too quiet, and too many of his smiles have been forced.

He scrunches his fingers idly through Kon's soft, springy curls, smiling slightly when Kon hums in appreciation and presses his head a little further into his hand. Krypto does the same thing when he's getting ear scritches.

After a few moments, Kon breaks the silence with a heavy sigh. His fingers curl against Tim's knee.

"Sorry," he mumbles, his voice a little rough from disuse. "For being so... boring today. I know I said we could play Zelda together, 'n' all, and then I've been just... sitting here."

Tim sighs fondly. When will he get it? "I don't mind just sitting here with you. Technically, 'Twilight Princess' is a single-player game. If I really wanted, I could just play it myself, you know."

A flicker of a smile tugs at Kon's lips. "Wouldn't be as funny, though."

"Yeah, no," Tim agrees, stroking his hair back from his forehead. "It wouldn't."

Admittedly, few things are funnier than each of them taking half of the controller for a single-player game and then hoping for the best. Tim prefers to have the joystick for movement control, but that leaves Kon in charge of the camera, except for when Tim overrides him with the target lock-on button. It never really gets them far in a game before they die, but it is really funny.

Thunder crackles and booms outside again. Krypto's ears twitch. Kon heaves another deep, world-weary sigh. His hand reaches up to find Tim's, and he intertwines their fingers, tucking their joined hands under his chin.

"Sometimes, when I get like this," he admits, "I start wondering when you'll get sick of me. Not if, but when. It's so..." He lets out a frustrated breath and bows his head, his lips brushing Tim's knuckles. The stubble on his jaw is a little scratchy against Tim's skin. "I know it's not fair to think of you like that. But my stupid brain doesn't listen to me. It just keeps asking when? when? when?"

Sometimes, Tim wishes he had a time machine just to go back a few years and punt Tana Moon into the ocean. Knockout, too, superstrength and all that or not. And to scream at everybody, his younger self included, for not noticing the kinds of relationships Kon, naive and innocent and so very starved for affection, got groomed into twice over.

In the present, Tim rests his other hand atop Kon's curly head, caressing his thumb over the shaved fuzz behind his ear. "Easy answer," he says. "Never. I will never stop loving you. So tell your brain to suck on that."

That gets a soft, breathy huff of laughter out of Kon. Tim mentally fist-pumps at his success, not bothering to hide his smile. He likes when Kon laughs.

Abruptly, he rolls over in Tim's lap, dislodging Krypto, who lifts his head with a disdainful look in reprimand before he settles himself back down. Kon buries his face in Tim's stomach, sliding his arms around his hips, and lets out a breath.

"Love you too, Rob." His voice is endearingly muffled by Tim's shirt. "...And thanks. For getting it."

"Hey, you always get me," Tim points out, rubbing a small circle into his shoulder. "So, anytime, clone boy. You wanna go take a nap?"

Kon shakes his head. His nose presses into Tim's waist. "Just wanna stay like this a few minutes." He sighs again. "...Then we can make some hot choccy and maybe game after. S'good hot choccy weather."

"Yeah," Tim agrees, resting his hand on his Kon's shoulder. "That sounds good to me."

Thunder rumbles outside again; rain splashes hard against the glass. Inside, though, he feels warm.

[waynes-with-wings]

Bernard ‘conspiracy theorist’ Dowd thinks Robin and Superboy are dating

[kryptonite-kisses]

Meet Supernova:

if you want to read it in text form instead of this image you can find it here on AO3: The House of “L” (ch 3)