#I love Bernard

[blurrilines]

Every once in a while I am reminded that Stephanie Brown wasn’t given the dignity of being allowed to break up with Tim and was instead dumped for “no reason” by Tim’s own admission after having proclaimed his love to her the last time they were seen in panel together and the writer who committed this atrocity gave the excuse of “they broke up every two issues lol”. And I am filled with rage.

[ditzybat]

bernard: i just love true crime, don't you?

tim, trying to impress him: i may or may not be a war criminal with a hypothetical body count in the triple digits who's trained under multiple trained assassins as their apprentice

bernard: ???

[t2316m]

Cass is face blind, not like oh she’s bad at remembering faces but in an actual cannot for the life of her know who she’s looking at kinda way. Instead of faces she uses context clues, body language, and voices to tell who she’s interacting with. She’s gotten pretty good at it each of her family members having an obvious tell that it’s them. Some of them include how Dick always has blue incorporated into his outfit. Jason always smells slightly of gun powder and cigarettes. Tim’s posture is so bad Cass can tell it’s him from a mile away. Damian has green eyes, Steph has blonde hair, Babs has red hair. Cass wishes all the boys had different colored hair, as it would simply make her life a lot easier.

The face blindness really doesn’t impare her abilities during patrol cause all of the Gotham rogues and heroes wear such dramatic outfits Cass doesn’t need to see their face to know who they are.

Unfortunately problems often arise when she’s in civilian form,

Cass: *at starbucks*

Dick: oh my god Cass! is that you?

Cass: *confused but polite* hello.

Dick: hey, how’s your day been?

Cass: *is unsure why this random guy is talking to her but once again polite* good.

Dick: *confused on why his sister is acting weird*...that’s good.

Cass: *grabbing her order and attempting to leave.*

Dick: Wait don’t you want a ride back to the manor?

Cass: No. *rushing away and is very uncomfortable.*

Cass: *halfway down the street, realizing she’s heard that voice before, immediately pulling out her phone*

Dick: Hello?

Cass: Starbucks?

Dick: Yea..

——

Jason: *recently dyed his white streak black cause he was feeling insecure about it*

Cass: *stands next to no streak Jason sitting at the batcomputer* Bruce?

Jason: I beg your finest pardon

Cass: Oh, Hi Jason.

Jason: *on his way to bleach his streak back cause never again.*

——

Bruce: *brings Clark to the manor, they’re both in civilian clothing looking identical.*

Cass: No metas, too confusing.

Cass: *staring directly at Bruce thinking it’s Clark* I. Don’t. Like. You.

Bruce: *has not been this heartbroken since Khoa Khan.* Clark, I think it’s best for you to leave

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Cass: *staring at the blonde person in the kitchen thinking it’s Steph* oh wow your hair..

Bernard: *also face blind.* Tim…You sound different.

[littlepikmins]

Tim Drake at the movies without a cute boy to hold hands with:

- bored, already deduced how the movie ends

- hand is cold :(((

- alone with no silly boy to whisper about the movie with

Tim Drake at the movies with a cute boy to hold hands with:

- not paying attention to the movie and instead having gay thoughts

- hand warm, safe and secure :)))

- silly boyfriend Bernard whispers his thoughts and ideas on the movie to Tim

- Tim already deduced how the movie ends but he's still having fun because he likes hearing Bernard's thoughts on the movie

- Bernard also probably messes with Tim by goofing around and throwing popcorn at him at some point and Tim throws popcorn at him in retaliation with a big smile

- Also again Bernard is holding his hand and Tim has the happy cat dancing in his head

[expelliarmus]

[randomthings505]

I love how we all just connectively solve our shipping issues is just saying "____ has two hands" Like omg

Like for ex:

"Dick is dating Kory!" "No He's dating Wally!"

Dick's got two hands.

"Tim is dating Bernard!" "No! He's dating Connor!"

Tim's got two hands.

"Clark is married to Lois!" "But he's dating Bruce!"

CLARK'S. GOT. TWO. MOTHERFUCKING. HANDS!

[maryn00b]

tim drake and his weird ass hair

if you saw the typo no u didnt

~~*expand for close ups*~~

[vickytaa]

Wrong video. M.S.

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"Nicolas and Anna will be group 3" said the teacher.

Y/n and Nicolas were best friends, so it was no surprise when they both complained after listening to their teacher. "You know that groups are not always going to be with your friends." Y/n rolled her eyes.

"Next group will be Matthew and Y/n." Y/n turned to see her partner, who didn't look very happy.

Matt was a quiet but studious boy. He always got the best grades since he studied non-stop. On the other hand, Y/n made sure to pass, no matter if it was with the minimum grade.

The teacher continued saying the groups, "Okay guys, remember that you have until Friday to hand in the work." everyone looked very annoyed with this, since it left them very little time to do it, barely 2 days.

So, when the class ended, she approached Matthew to see what they were going to do, and they agreed that they would collect information to put it together later, at his house.

The day continued and when the time came, Y/n got ready to go to Matt's house. She put on long pants, a slightly revealing top, and packed her backpack, where she stored her notebook, some books, and her laptop, which Matt had asked her to bring because his wasn't working.

A while later...

Upon arriving, she ran into Nick, who was leaving to do the work at Anna's house. "How I hate that teacher, he never puts us together," she complained. "Yeah... but hey, don't worry, my brother is good at the subject and you'll surely pass," Nick tried to explain. She nodded and then they said goodbye.

Y/n went upstairs and quickly saw Matt, "I'm here," she said with a warm smile. His cheeks blushed a little, and he quickly turned around so she wouldn't notice.

"Follow me, I have all the information I found in my room," Matt said.

The house was quieter than previous times, when she came to visit Nick and everyone could be heard talking at the same time, Y/n thought.

"It's so quiet..." Y/n said to say something while they were heading to the room.

"Yeah... my parents went on a trip with my aunts and uncles. They left the three of us in charge of the house. Oh, and Chris is in his room," Matthew explained, a little nervous.

Y/n nodded and they both entered the room. They sat on the bed, where some books and notebooks were lying around.

She began to take her things out of her backpack. "Oh, I have a video saved on my computer, look for it so we can watch it and I'll finish taking out my things," Y/n told him.

Matt was a little embarrassed to search her computer, her privacy, but he did it anyway.

He found a folder titled "videos" and there were several videos there, most of them with dates as names, they must be recordings from her camera, Matt thought. There were two videos without a name, so without thinking twice he opened the first one.

A window quickly opened with the video and it began to play. In it, Y/n was seen on her bed, wearing some spectacular-looking wine-colored panties and bra.

Matt quickly closed the video and felt his face burning with embarrassment.

She finished taking her things out and turned to look at Matt. His face was completely red. She was confused until she looked down at his pants, where there was a clear bulge.

Matt's eyes didn't leave the screen, obviously trying not to make eye contact after what he saw.

"Did something happen?" Y/n asked, clearly knowing what had just happened. He found the video. "Nothing, I think that wasn't- that wasn't the video... but here's the one yo- you were talking about." Matt said while stuttering.

Y/n started to get a little closer and whispered in his ear in a seductive tone, "I hope you didn't see my video..." he shook his head and pressed play on the video.

Time passes but he can't concentrate because all he can think about is her video. His cock now ached from how hard it was.

They both started putting the information together in a text. An hour later, she was already getting tired of studying so much, since she wasn't used to spending so much time studying.

Y/n yawned, "I think I'm going to take a quick nap. Call me in 20 minutes." Matt nodded and she settled down to lie down.

After a few minutes, Matt looked over to make sure she was asleep. Y/n looked so relaxed and peaceful in her sleep. It was as if the girl in the video wasn't her. She looked like an angel.

Matt quickly pulled down his pants enough to pull out his hard dick. He wrapped one hand around it and grabbed her computer with the other.

He searched for the video again and pressed play. Y/n looked like a different person there. Her body looked like it was carved by the gods themselves.

Her hair fell over her shoulders as her body moved seductively, her gaze glued to the camera.

He began to move his other hand up and down, trying to calm the fire running through his veins.

He never thought he'd see a girl as pretty as y/n. The video continued and she began to take off her bra.

Matt bit his lip to silence his moans, and he did it so hard that he could taste his own blood on his tongue.

Was it irresponsible and totally inappropriate to get off next to her? Yes. But he couldn't wait any longer. Besides, seeing her innocent face while she sleeps made him reach his breaking point faster and faster.

"y/n..." Matt couldn't hold back any longer. In the video you could see how y/n started to masturbate. Her small, thin fingers were gently circling her clit.

The scene was too much for him, finally closing his eyes, lost in the pleasure. His peak was getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, Matt felt a hand wrapped around his cock, but it wasn't his. It was softer and clearly much smaller compared to his.

He opened his eyes in shock, totally frozen. His eyes met y/n's, hungry and full of passion.

She starts to move her hand just like he was doing. Matt starts to moan again, just a little louder. "Shh. I love your sounds but your brother might hear them too... be a good boy and stay quiet." Y/n said. Matt nodded and tried to stay as quiet as he could.

She slowly positioned herself in front of him, moving the computer and bringing her face closer to his cock. His tip was already releasing pre-cum.

Y/n slowly moved closer and gave him a kiss on the tip. "Shit- I'm going to cum" Matt whispered, who felt like he wasn't going to last long if y/n kept touching him like that.

"Hold on and finish when mommy says, yes?" Matt looked at her with a face like he couldn't do it, but he tried anyway. Y/n quickly wrapped her lips around the tip and with her tongue began to make circles on it.

It was heaven for Matt, having the most beautiful girl in the world like that. "Shit- y/n mhm" He was about to finish. She began to take more of him, moving her head up and down, never breaking eye contact.

His cock twitched, now unable to resist, he finished in y/n's mouth without warning.

She followed her movements, until he was dry. Once he couldn't take it anymore, she moved away a little to come closer and give him a kiss on the tip, just like she did at the beginning.

"That, that was really hot" Matt admitted. Y/n laughed softly and sat back down next to him. "Uh, let me fix this" She said as her hand came up to his face, moving his glasses into place. "Thanks" Matt said, his cheeks burning from embarrassment.

"Oh, I think you watched the wrong video, huh?"

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v: I love nerd!Matt.. hope you liked it

love yall:))

masterlist!

[skecherss]

she just snorted up watermelon-flavored boba tea laughing at her own joke

[zuzuzuko]

Robin (1993) #121

Re-reading the early issues with Bernard and this scene was just so gay. Like they consistently try to make him be straight but it always just comes off like a queer kid desperately trying to stay in the closet

[theusernameiwantisntavailable]

Slightly late to the party, but happy Timberniversery and also Tim-bi day!!!

[introspectivememories]

im sorry but i choose to believe that tim drake is the most insufferable "my man, my man, my man" girl about bear. he does not shut up about him. steph is cooking smth in the kitchen? oh my man can do that. bear cooks really well. dick triaging some poor victim on an emergency site? oh my man is really good at that. mhmm, bear is on his way to becoming a paramedic. damian building something? oh my man is really good with power tools. have you ever seen him build ikea? it takes him less than an hour. for our anniversary, he built me a coffee table. mhmm isn't he amazing? yeah my man did that. yeah my man, mhmm that's my ma-

[neptunezo]

okay okay what if those holograms in young justice that get put up of dead members are actually connected to their life source and no one knows it until one day, when Dick is down there mourning his dead friends and brother, Jason’s hologram starts flickering. Dick now stares at it and gets Tim, Bruce, and Babs to try and figure out what was going on. It keeps flickering for days until it stops and turns off. They all try and turn it back on, magic and whatnot don’t work on it either, it just won’t turn back on. When they find out Jason is alive, they piece together how the holograms work.

On another day, Dick is sitting down, mourning Wally. When it flashes (no pun intended) and turns off. Dick races to go find Wally.

After Jon goes missing, Damian goes to the holograms hoping to see him one more time, but Jon’s hologram wasn’t up. He waits and waits until Jon finally comes back.

Tim, after seeing how the holograms have helped his brothers, goes down to Kon’s hologram. He sits at the hologram for days, it never changes. After being forced to leave and actually sleep, Tim then goes down everyday to check Kon. It never changes. Ever. Eventually Tim brings Bernard down with him, they sit and watch Kon’s hologram, unchanging.

[livingtobethevillain]

Hear me out.

Joker junior Tim and as a treat he gets his own Harley Quinn (Bernard)

This was inspired off of a post that showed a bunch of comic panels with Bernard using a variety of random vaguely weapon shaped things to beat people up and someone mentioned giving him a giant hammer like harley.

I have no chill

Anyways i like this. Bernard being off his rocker due to the pain cult or whatever and Joker junior tim is a given.

Might write a little oneshot. Would anyone like that? Idk

[dymitre]

I was looking through all of your art when I saw your megamind fanart, could we get Bernard for it? Please?

oh my god I had forgotten this piece! 😭😭😭😭

[glow-worms-are-believers]

A rose by any other name (dp x dc)

Bernard Dowd was freaking out. In large part because he had just discovered his name might not in fact be Bernard Dowd. Or at least, it hadn’t always been? This whole thing was very confusing, not too mention highly distressing.

It started like any day, really. He didn’t know how it had gone so wrong.

Oh and what was he going to do about Tim?

Tim, his boyfriend, who very much was Robin even if Bernard had been pretending he didn’t know about that.  Though really, there were only so many times you could walk in your boyfriends appartement to find a domino mask hanging to dry before you put two and two together.

Oh my god, what was he going to tell him? He wasn’t Bernard anymore, was he? Or at least, not just Bernard. Not when half his mind was insisting his name was Danny and he had two sisters and no brothers and he had died and then lived long enough to die again and again and-

Without quite realizing it he had dialled Tim’s number. As the tone sounded, he came back to himself but by then, Tim had already answered.

“Bernard?” His boyfriend voice was hoarse like he’d just woke up and in the back of his mind, somewhere that wasn’t going in full panic mode, there was a bit of guilt over disrupting his boyfriends already terrible sleep schedule.

Bernard opened his mouth, ready to just explain everything to his boyfriend and then he took a quick breath and-

“Would you still love me if I wasn’t blond?” Bernard blurted out.

“What?” Tim mumbled. Then there was a slide of fabric as Bernard cursed himself in every language he knew how to curse. “Is this like the worm thing?��

“Uh,” Bernard faltered. “Um, sure?”

Tim sighed. “Yes, Bern, I would still love you if you weren’t blond.” He yawned, and then there was a bit of silence. “Was there anything else?” Tim’s voice finally said.

“No,” Bernard answered, wishing he could punch himself. “Nope, that- that was it.”

“Great,” his boyfriend mumbled. “I’m going back to bed." Then, "love you.”

“I love you too,” Bernard answered and the line cut.

Bernard slid down the wall until he was rolling himself into a ball, his hands in his hair as his internal screaming reached decibels never recorded before. What the fuck.