Summary: It’s what he wanted.
Notes: Like I want to write Tim/Kon but at the same time I can’t will myself past a dozen or so words so.
Summary: Tim/Kon first time, set in pre-reboot.
Notes: For Snarkybats as a thank you for a donation!
Title: Quiet Riot
Couple: TimKon + BruceDick
Notes: Happy Birthday Jill! <3 Hope you have a most excellent birthday~ Also sort of inspired by the extra in Michidure Policy
Word Count: 1,284
Telling Kon that Bruce and Dick were in the next room had been a complete and utter mistake. Tim shouldn’t have told him that because Kon had gotten this evil glint in his eye before pressing him up against the shared wall and whispered into his mouth, “Guess we gotta try and stay quiet then huh?”
porn is great
and I just
really like the intensity of this uuuhhhhgh thank you <3
Summary: After a long night, Tim’s surprised to wake up.
Notes: I haven’t written Tim/Kon in…awhile.
My answer: chaoticwaltz
post/31825345091 *falls asleep on the table holding the link* why the HELL does the urge to write REALLY stroke me at 2am and PEAK at 3:30?! /sobs/ hope you like it thou ;u;
did I ever mention how I love when people write things that I tell them to?
Summary: He must be dying.
Notes: It’s been…a while.
[2/2] Tim’s face turned white at that. “I’m sorry—“ Ah, shit. Kon didn’t mean to make Tim feel bad, but he was genuinely worried that Tim would get sick again. “It’s not your fault, Tim,” Kon sighed. “Come here.” And he pulled Tim into a bear hug. Tim hugged him back. They stayed like that for a few minutes. Then, Tim asked, “How about you be my blanket?” “Hm, I could do that,” Kon said. “As long as you don’t get sick.”
this is really cute and I really like it <3
Make you feel better? [1/2] "Dude, did you just sneeze?" Kon asked. Tim looked at him, stone faced. "No." Kon shrugged and turned away. "Achoo!" "You did sneeze!" Kon said, whipping around as Tim protested that he didn’t sneeze. Kon scoffed. "I'm getting the blankets. You totally sneezed." Tim held onto Kon's arm, trying to keep him from leaving. "No, I don't need blankets. It's 87 degrees, I'm warm enough. You’re going to overheat me." "I’m not the one who lost a spleen,” Kon quipped.
Summary: Conner Kent’s a vampire hunter. All he thought he was doing was going after his next target.
Notes: For Watermelonscoop.