#bernard does

[swordofazrael1992]

they are stupid and gay and i hate them (<- lying)

[deareststurns]

'SUCKER' - CHRISTOPHER STURNIOLO

☆ pairing. Christopher Sturniolo × fem! Reader

☆ summary. Literally just you sucking chris’s dick.

☆ requested. nope just a blurb needed to post smth 😭

☆ warnings. Smut, established relationship, facial, oral (male! receiving), hair pulling, that’s about it just literally a dick sucking blurb

☆ word count. 625

The sight in front of you is a sight for sore eyes. Chris, sitting on the edge of the bed, mouth dangling open as he strokes his red-veiny cock; getting it ready for your mouth. Pre-cum coating the top making your mouth water.

“You ready?”, he exhales looking at you with hooded eyes. You nod and hum reassuringly, the need making you to the point you can’t talk or think. The only thing on your mind is dick.

He stands up, eye level with his dick. He taps it on the side of your cheek, “Open up, baby.”

You blush, face getting hot, not because you're embarrassed you've done this with Chris plenty of times, but you're so turned on no matter how common this is between you.

You put your hand that was once before on your thigh on the base of his dick giving it a semi-tight squeeze for pressure.

You open your mouth and stick your tongue out, running the tip of your tongue from the bottom to the tip, giving his tip a fast kitten lick.

“Come on baby hurry up or I'm gonna slam it down your throat.” He says putting his hand on the top of your head. rolling your eyes at his impatientness. You take his dick fully in your mouth, starting off by slowly bobbing your head letting your throat form into the shape of his dick.

When you finally get accustomed you start to go faster. Your nose hitting his pubic bone the faster and farther you get.

This causes Chris to smile and tighten his grip on your hair.

He starts to push on your head and take control, doing all the work just bobbing you up and down on his dick causing you to gag on it.

He pulls you fully off for a minute, “spit on it,” you do not once, not twice, but to the point his dick is coated and saliva and its running down your chin.

It’s nasty, but it always is anytime you give Chris head.

You don't put his dick back in your mouth, instead, you start stroking his wet cock with your hand and reach down and put one of his balls in your mouth.

You start to suck on them, feeling Chris’s cock twitch in your hand of the feeling.

You stroke and suck faster and faster, causing him to start to shiver and whimper.

He starts getting louder, his groans, and just sounds in general.

So, you take his balls out of your mouth and become eye level with his dick once again jerking him off harder than before, with that his balls tighten up, and his dick twitches.

You close your eyes and stick your tongue out.

With that, he shoots his load all over your face and tongue. You swallow the reminiscents on your tongue and wipe his bodily fluids off your eyes.

Finally, catching his breath he looks down at you. “I wanna taste myself on your lips and tongue,” he says, still somewhat out of breath and chest moving up and down.

You stand up, putting your hands on Chris’s cheeks, leaning in to kiss him. He moans at the taste of his cum on your tongue, and sucks on it for a slight minute.

He pulls away with a slight tug of your lips, “God I love you, you treat me so good”

☆彡TAG LIST: @hysteria-things, @carringtonsgirl

[sturniolowhore]

Back Home

Pairing: clingy!matt x fem!reader

Summary: Matt just got back from Boston and he wanted to show you how much me missed you.

Warnings: none just fluff!

a/n: This is my first time writing fluff so I hope you guys like it! Dividers by @issysh3ll. I don’t want anyone to copy my work or use it as inspiration.

Matt was back from Boston, and he came straight to your apartment. You open the door and see Matt standing their with is luggage.

“Matt! Your back already?” You say giving him a hug. “Hey baby. Yeah, I’m back.” He says returning the hug. “Um.. can I come in?”

“Oh yeah, of course.” You say, pulling away and stepping to the side, letting him in. He steps in, and kisses you softly. He manuvers you so you are laying on the couch and he layed his head on top of your breasts. He lets out a content sigh, and closes his eyes. You let out a giggle, and he looks up at you.

“What?” He says when he hears you giggling.

“Nothing, you’re just so adorable.” You say, smiling.

He smiles up at you, and you wrap your arms around him. He starts moving his hands to grab your waist. You lay there for hours, just enjoying each others presence.

🏷️: @brookheartsmatt

Jasmine 🤍

[gilbertscurls]

holaa i got request that like 7 mins vids of chris and reader being in love but they are bsf like some fan did vid showing moments chris and reader do that shows their love to eachother

hope you like it!! <3

also, i think i've seen a similar story somewhere, so credits to the original

7 Minutes of Chris and Y/N Being in Love ➵ Chris Sturniolo

You stumbled upon the video late one night, alone in your room with the glow of your phone casting soft shadows across the walls. It was titled “7 Minutes of Chris and Y/N Being in Love But Not Admitting It”, posted by one of the Sturniolo Triplets’ most dedicated fans. Curious, you clicked on it, not quite ready for the trip down memory lane.

The video started with a soft piano tune, and each moment was introduced by a little title. You held your breath as the first clip began.

1. “The Hoodie Thing”

The video opened with a scene from a casual vlog, probably from a random day where the four of you had just been hanging out. The camera was set up on the counter, capturing Chris as he talked animatedly about something or another. In the middle of his story, he looked over and spotted you wrapped up in his hoodie. You saw his mouth twitch in that familiar way as he tried to keep his composure, but his cheeks betrayed him, turning just a bit pink.

“Is that mine?” he asked, pretending to be annoyed, though the sparkle in his eyes told a different story.

You shrugged, smiling as you hugged the hoodie tighter. “You left it here. Finders, keepers.”

The fan had zoomed in on his face just then, catching the soft expression he wore as he looked at you, that look he always gave when he thought you weren’t watching.

2. “The Arm Thing”

The next clip was from one of their prank videos, where Nick had decided to try scaring you by hiding behind the door. The plan went off without a hitch; you’d jumped in fright, letting out a little squeal. The moment Chris heard it, he stepped in close, putting an arm around your shoulders, almost instinctively, like a protective reflex.

“Are you okay?” he asked, not even giving Nick the satisfaction of a laugh.

You laughed, brushing it off, but Chris kept his arm around you for the rest of the video. The fan had added a heart overlay on that moment, making it all the more obvious to anyone watching that this wasn’t just a casual gesture. It was his way of telling you, without words, that he’d always be there to protect you.

3. “The Way He Looks At Her”

This cutscene played moments from several videos stitched together: every time Chris’s gaze lingered on you a little longer than necessary, his eyes softening, or the way his face would light up whenever you walked into the room.

One clip was from a road trip vlog where Nick had asked you a question, and you’d gone off on a tangent, laughing at your own story. The fan had slowed down the footage as Chris watched you, his smile widening with every word you spoke. They’d even added text overlay: Look at the way he smiles at her.

And there it was—that undeniable, heart-melting look that said so much more than words ever could.

4. “The Hand Thing”

The screen faded to another clip, this time from a Q&A the triplets had done with you sitting behind Chris. He’d been laughing at something Matt said, his hand reaching back to rest on yours almost absentmindedly. You’d barely registered it, but the fans clearly had, picking up on the way his fingers subtly intertwined with yours.

At one point, you noticed and looked down, a slight blush coloring your cheeks. But Chris didn’t pull away; he just squeezed your hand gently, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

The fan had zoomed in here, highlighting the way his thumb rubbed small circles on your hand, creating a moment that had clearly been noticed by everyone but you two.

5. “Little Things He Remembers”

This section showed clips where Chris would mention something small about you, things you didn’t even realize he’d picked up on. In one of the videos, you’d talked about a favorite candy that you hadn’t had in years, and a month later, in a different video, Chris had surprised you with it.

Your face had lit up, and the fan had looped Chris’s shy smile when he saw your reaction. Then came another clip from a Christmas gift exchange vlog, where he’d somehow known exactly what to get you—a rare vinyl record you’d been looking for forever.

As you hugged him in gratitude, the fan captioned it: he remembers the little things.

6. “The Almost Kiss”

This was the clip that made you catch your breath. It was from a few weeks back, a late night when you and Chris had been filming a random vlog in his room. He’d been teasing you about something, and you’d leaned in to swat his shoulder, both of you laughing.

But then there was that moment—a pause—where your faces were just inches apart, his gaze locked on yours, and everything had gone quiet. You could almost feel the unspoken words hanging in the air, the what if.

The fan had zoomed in, adding a soft overlay to heighten the tension, and you watched yourself look up at him, eyes wide, both of you caught in that heart-stopping second. His face had softened, and he’d opened his mouth as if he were about to say something, but then he’d pulled away, laughing to break the tension.

The screen faded to black as the fan added one final caption: maybe one day.

You stared at the end screen, your heart racing. You’d felt all those moments before, lingering on the edges of your friendship with Chris, but seeing them compiled like this left you breathless. Your mind raced back to that last clip, to the almost kiss. What would have happened if he hadn’t laughed it off? If you hadn’t pulled away?

Just as you were lost in thought, your phone buzzed with a text from Chris.

Chris: Yo, did you see this vid someone made of us? LMAO they really think we’re in love or something 😂

You felt a rush of nerves, unsure of how to respond.

You: Haha yeah, just saw it… it’s kinda cute though, don’t you think?

There was a pause, longer than usual, and you held your breath, waiting.

Chris: Yeah… kinda cute.

Chris: Listen, about that one clip… you know the one I’m talking about, right?

You: Yeah. I know.

Chris: What if I said I wasn’t just acting for the camera?

Your heart skipped a beat. You could almost picture him, staring down at his phone, wondering if he’d said too much. But something told you it was time to finally say the words that had been on the tip of your tongue for years.

You: Then I’d say… me neither.

It was a simple exchange, a confession years in the making, and yet somehow, that was all it took.

tag list: @stuwniolo, @sturnobsessedwh0re, @matts-myloverboy, @imjusthereforthesturniolosmut, @lizzymacdonald06, @asherrisrandom, @sturniolowhore69, @faith5drpepper, @emely9274, @psychologyloverfr, @lovetaylorrussellgrr, @conspiracy-ash

[mattsfavbitchhh]

THE BACKGROUND MUSIC KILLED ME

[dcxdpdabbles]

Cave boy Danny gets kidnapped by the joker. He's missing for an hour and a half at most but when the bats find him, he's sitting unbound in a chair looking at the jokers corpse. Danny's face has a soft smile and when asked what happened Danny just says 'justice'

Later they find video of Danny while tied up reading the jokers mind for absolute filth leaving him cry and broken on the floor, and the the camera glitches out and cute for a few minutes then comes back on to the joker dead and Danny free.

Danny wants it to be known that he hadn't gone looking for trouble, no matter what Tim Drake says. He only meant to go to the mall and do regular teenage things with the ward of cash Bruce had handed him.

He hadn't been lying when he said the mall back home was small, and after a lap, it got really dull. It was more entertaining to go to Nasty Burger than to linger around the few shops selling the same thing.

Alfred had let it slip the last time he came around for Danny's clothes- the old man had thrown a fit when Danny attempted to do his own laundry, and then Danny threw a fit claiming he had to do some of the chores or he wouldn't live there, and they came to an agreement to do 50/50 of responsibilities- that the mall was one of Bruce's favorite places to be as a teenager.

He didn't fully outsay it, but Danny could tell Alfred was getting tired of him not venturing out. Alfred also seemed bothered by Danny's lack of motivation for anything- and probably feared that he was slowly falling into depression for being stuck here.

Granted, Danny did not allow them to see him do anything besides sleep, eat, and laze about- with a shower every night- he could see where his concern was coming from. Danny was most active at night when he left a duplicate- he could not make it move or speak since it was a new power, so it placed it in his bed to appear asleep- and rushed away for a few hours to work on his ship.

So Alfred not so casually told him of Gotham Mall, with its five floors containing five hundred and twenty stores. The Mall at Amity Park only has seventy-one stores.

Danny was dying to see it just to see a mall that big.

Then the Butler made the deal sweeter by suggesting Danny do his outing alone, without his Wayne bodyguards, and convinced Bruce to give him some pocket money.

Nine hundred! Bruce's idea of pocket money is nine hundred, which means Danny could have an excellent time shopping. So Danny took a shower, threw on a nice pair of jeans that hugged all the right places- according to Steph- a black T-shirt, and scurried down the stairs.

At the door, Bruce talks in low voices with his sons- Damian and Jason- but all three turned to him once he appeared.

Damian's regular haughty expression evaporated once he caught sight of Danny's shirt. His jaw slacked in surprise as he breathed, "What are you wearing?"

"Oh, this? Alfred had it printed on a shirt for me." Danny gestures to the notable constellations floating in space's blue, green, and purple gasses.

Orion was the center of the work, being the only one with a figure shaped into a human with the stars that made him visible inside his body. The other constellations floating around him remained bright spots with no lines.

"I drew you that," Damian tells him as though Danny forgot where the image he passed along to Alfred had come from.

"Yeah, and I put it on a shirt 'cause it's awesome. I love it from the moment I saw it." Danny shrugs, watching with an amused grin as Damian's face flushes bright red.

The younger boy looks down at his feet, but not before Danny can spot the pure, unadulterated glee his words have caused in the kid.

"You have some taste, it seems." Damian mutters. Jason and Bruce are beaming, their eyes sparkling in a way that would belie their relationship is through adoption instead of blood.

"Most parents put their kid's drawings on the fridge instead of wearing them," Jason teases, and Danny shrugs.

"Most parents have talentless kids." He barely bites back the rest of his words. Damian isn't my kid because I am not Bruce, and he hurries to the doorway. "Anyway, I'm heading out. I'll be back by eleven,"

"You'll be back by nine." Bruce corrects, taking on the tone of a scolding parent. Danny is violently reminded of his own dad when Jazz is dating Johnny. He misses him. "Gotham is dangerous after dark. Alfred got us all to let you go alone, but that doesn't mean you can be reckless."

"Please, what's the worst that can happen?" Danny asked, practically skipping the stairs to the Uber Alfred called for him.

The worst that could have happened was that a stupid clown, calling himself Joker, had attacked the mall while Danny was browsing a gothic store.

He had been comparing two black dresses, trying to figure out which one Sam would prefer- and no, he was not blushing or feeling giggly thinking of her reaction. Just like he hadn't done the same when he picked up a personal electric planner for Tuck two floors down- when the Joker's goons had literally yanked him out of the store.

He only had a few minutes to blink in the bright light, as "Hot Topic" had been low light sightings for the store's ambiance, before he was thrown at the feet of a cackling man in purple.

His hands had been tied behind his back as they moved him, and Danny could only applause their quick hands. It's impressive for them to get it done with how much he thrashed.

Danny's first thought of the purple suit man was, "That's a ghost if I ever darn seen one," only to realize that his ghost sense had not gone off. The man just looked like that. How unfortunate.

"Well, well, if it isn't Brucie's newest charity case!" Joker shouted, yanking Danny's face up from his chin and leaning close to his face.

"Dude, personal space." He says, scrunching up his nose as the Joker's breath hits his nostrils. "Also, invest in some dental insurance."

"Oh, we have ourselves a jokester here, folks!" The clown's laugh did not hide the anger or shy away from madness. Danny suddenly felt he may have to tap into Phantom to get away from him.

This was a being that hurt others just because he could. Joker very existence was to simply harm others.

The very opposite of Phantom.

All of his instincts were screaming as Joker put his arm around Danny's shoulder and told the watching horrified crowd. "I'm a bit of a jokester myself. Why don't I give you private lessons and let these people judge whose death is funnier? Little Danny Kane or Bernad Dowd?"

The crowd parted, most gasping in horror as another teenage boy was dragged to the front. He was covered in wounds, bleeding a slow, sluggish mess, and his head bobbed as if though he was about to faint.

Danny's pupils shrunk, and his core raged as the boy was backhanded in front of him. Joker- the soon-to-be dead man- spread his arms, shouting for the whole world to be heard. "This is a special performance for Timothy Drake-Wayne. I hope you enjoy watching your boyfriend and adoptive brother partake in my game as a thank-you for your generous donation to the families of the last people I made laugh! I want everyone to know that any more donations to such families will have a similar show for their own loved ones!"

Danny's mind went white with a loud ringing, and somewhere far away, he was aware that Joker had them moved to a room to play his game.

He barely registered the camera being set up or tied to a chair surrounded by tortuous-looking items. He didn't even notice poor Bernard- already lost consciousness- tied to the chair beside him.

He only had eyes for the laughing man in purple.

But it was not Danny watching him, it was Phantom.

And Phantom was fresh out of mercy.

"No need for such an ugly frown," Joker chuckles, unaware of the ghost's core vibrating with the need to Protect what it recognizes a an attack on the Waynes.

An attack on his people.

"Let's turn that frown upside down!" Joker says, and- those are his last words.

Phantom pounces.

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It takes an hour and a half for them to be found. It might have been more, but Danny had only counted for that amount. Bernad had been stabilized after he performed some emergency field first aid on him, trying his best to not look at the smear of bones and guts that used to be Joker.

Bruce breaks down the door with Tim rushing to his boyfriend in a frantic cry for his lover's name.

Danny steps back to let him have better access. He follows beside Bruce, watching Tim hold Bernad to his chest, breathing him in. He'll be fine. A few bruises and broken bones, but Bernad will leave.

"What happened?" Batman demands.

Danny looks up to stare at him right in the eyes despite the mask blocking his pupils. "Justice."

Bruce doesn't say anything in response, but the silence- for the first time since he found Danny in that cave- is heavy and weary.

Danny needs to hurry with his repairs. He thinks he is about to wear out his welcome at Wayne Manor. It's a pity he was just starting to like it there.

Master post link

[nicomoon69]

the moment Bernard found out that Tim tried to clone Kon he demanded to look over Tim’s research and with a red pen started writing down corrections

Tim who didn’t think too much of it (big mistake), shrugged it off and forgot about it until roughly three weeks later there was a pile of papers on his desk with a sticky note on top that said ‘pro tip: get good at science first, then clone your totally platonic best friend’

[sturniluvr]

These mfs are the literal definition of me when I see a spider😭😭😭

(Excuse the bad quality I had to compress the video size cus it was over 300MB after screen recording 😭😭)

[bluerosefox]

Ghost Marriage Allows More Than One!

Tim wakes up in a hotel room in Vegas snuggled against a chest but he wasn't surprised.

He had been in the Sin City for a WE meeting and had brought Bernard along the trip since Tim's birthday was just shy a few days into it and well he wanted to spend time with his boyfriend since most of his family were off world (Dick, Jason, and Bruce all had important missions and they all apologized for missing out and Tim couldn't blame them he understood and he himself couldn't get out of the Vegas meetings no matter what he tried to do.) Or couldn't come to join him (Damian had school as did Duke and Alfred was taking care of them while the others were gone. Steph and Cass were out of country working with some important things with Babs and again he understood.) (Did it still sting yes but they all promised to make it up when they got back, Alfred even promised a coffee cake just for him)

So yeah, Vegas meeting trip turned somewhat birthday fun with his boyfriend. And since Bernard has always been good with encouraging Tim to try things it came to no surprise that during their stay he had managed to convince Tim to try drinking for the night.

Yes terrible influence Bernard was sometimes, but he did make a point. Tim was an adult now and sometimes it's okay to at least try adult dumb stuff, he didn't have to like it and could stop if he really didnt want to but he can at least say he tried it once. That it was okay for Tim to let go of his vigilante brain and just have fun in the one city that was made for it.

So try Tim did. Just for the night.

So yeah, Tim wasn't really surprised when he woke up the next morning, alcohol aftertaste on his breath, head pounding, nose scrunched up from the light of the sun peeking in from the curtains, and snuggling himself into a rather chilly chest...

Wait...

Chilly?

Tim opened his eyes when he realized that. Bernard never felt cold to Tim when they would snuggle, no he was always warm, like a warm heating blanket. It was why Tim loved snuggling him. Why was he-

Tim's eyes widened when he saw not blonde hair on the body in the bed with him but black hair. He almost flung himself off the bed from him startling awake and watched the one he had been snuggled next to mumble in his sleep and turn over.

Tim felt pure dread as he continued to stare, his stomach turning as his thoughts got bad, oh god..God... did he... oh no, no, no no. Oh where was Bernard- FUCK did he really-

Tim flinched when he heard a door open and snapped his eyes towards it. He felt his mouth go dry when he spotted his boyfriend coming out of what was the bathroom of the room and had just finished taking a shower from the sounds of left over dripping water and from the towel he was using to clean his hair.

Bernard stopped in his spot when he noticed Tim staring at him before he gave Tim a very uneasy chuckle, his eyes darting towards the sleeping body on the bed "H-Hey, good morning T. I see you... uhh seen our guest."

Tim felt ready to cry, to beg for forgiveness, but the only sound that came out was a strangled sound because of course he fucked up and ruined one of the best things that ever happened to him and-

But before he could spiral further into his anxiety and dread Bernard kept speaking.

"So ummm. Do you also remember meeting Danny at the bar, getting really tipsy, hanging out, having fun and then like going to a ghost bar with him so he could really drunk because he's like half ghost. And I mean like a legit ghost bar, like we saw Elvis and Marilyn Monroe there and they were like floating. Then we all got like super mega drunk and then... maybe kinda sorta got ghost married... because ghost marriage allows unlimited spouses cause you know, already dead doesn't matter and it's also almost permanent cause again the whole dead thing... Or did I hallucinate all that last night and we just brought in a random stranger to bed?" He asked his voice unsure as he looked between Tim and the stranger Danny in bed before lifting his hand up and showing Tim a glowing ring on it. "I'm pretty sure I didn't dream it up because I kinda woke up with this, and it refuses to come off."

Tim went silent for a moment, wide eyed as he stared back at Bernard before the pounding headache he had hit him harder than ever when the very memories of everything Bernard had said came flooding back to him. With a gasp Tim quickly looked st his own hand and sure enough on his finger was a matching glowing wedding band on it, his eyes snapped towards Danny... Danny Nightingale? Or was it Phantom? said his name was and spotted another matching one as well.

"B is going to kill us." Was the only thing Tim could muster up to say.

[nenehyuuchiha]

FOR REAL

[preyofolympus]

Bernard: I always saw him as like a kind of funny little man.

Tim, trying to contain himself but Bernard loving the Red Hood is pushing his limits: he’s a fucking criminal Bernard.

[novasturns]

so no ones gonna talk about this?

the way he scanned the bottle, LICKED IT and took a sip again?? i can't anymore.

[hxoyl]

hear me out on both of them.. Nick is literally simon!

And HOW UNFAIR that he is for men 😓 he is like insanely hot its not even funny guys

[deareststurns]

'LIVE REACTION' - CHRISTOPHER STURNIOLO

☆ pairing. Christopher Sturniolo × GF! Reader

☆ summary. In which Chris has fun with his girlfriend when there’s a whole live audience.

☆ requested. yes, on my old account

☆ warnings. Smut, teasing, no actual P in V, getting caught?, use of toys, somewhat public sex.

☆ word count. 597

Arousal dripping down your leg, shaking, trembling, and trying not to orgasm from the overstimulation.

You wouldn't think that Chris would pull this move in front of over thirty thousand fans, or even his brothers.

But that's what he loves about it.

Having a vibrator remote control in his pocket, and the other piece in your pussy on low vibrations on display for the fans to see.

You and the triplets just got back yesterday, not realizing they didn't film a Wednesday video for their YouTube channel.

Instead, last night while you were sleeping Nick, Matt, and Chris went live playing Fortnite and decided to just stream for their Wednesday vlog playing headbandz of all things.

Before any of this even started Chris had the bright idea for you to wear a vibrator just for fun, you obliged to see where it would go, that obviously being a mistake.

Because now here you are waiting for your turn on the game while sitting on Matt's bed hopefully there isn't a wet spot underneath you.

“Y/n your turn!” Nick says finally guessing his.

You struggle to get up from the number of times Chris has edged you, but make it to the chair anyways.

He has a habit that the longer you take to guess the more he turns up the levels, and this time isn't going to be any different.

They stick the paper to the hat and you begin asking questions already preparing to cum this time around.

“Am I a person?” you ask.

No, they reply in unison.

“Am I an object?”

They all yell yes with a laugh.

“Am I electrical,” you ask, starting to feel more faster rhythmic vibration starting to flow through your body.

Yes again.

“Can I be used in the kitchen?” Clearly a wrong answer because the vibration is intense, possibly being on the max setting.

Closing your eyes, hands falling to grip the chair, so tightly your knuckles turn white.

You bite your lip to steady a moan, hoping chat doesn't pick up on your unusual actions.

“In the bedroom?” coming out in almost a moan.

That gives you a moment to breathe it being right, but it doesn't take long for it to start up once again at a lower setting.

“Is it a phone charger?” Clearly, you were wrong, that wasn't the max setting because this one hit you like a bus. Almost causing you to tumble to the floor, letting out an uncontrollable squeal, feeling the knot in your stomach that's been there for about an hour starting to burn.

“S-sorry got dizzy felt like I was going to fall!” you say to cover up the noise you let out.

“Do you need anything, baby?” Chris says but a smug smirk.

You know if you answer him you'll cum, but its too late the knots on fire.

“Is it a-” being Interrupted by the shock of an orgasm, shaking from the release of the knot snapping, finally sighing in relief of the orgasm that now coats your panties more than before.

It was definitely noticeable, but now you can't let them know.

“A vibrator it is a vibrator,” you say out of breath and still trying to come up from your high.

You're right, of course you're right.

“Y/n are you okay what the fuck just happened?” Matt says worried about the state you're in.

“Yeah perfectly fine,” you smile up at him

Way to be discreet Christopher.

[shit-talker]

I like to think that Bernard runs a conspiracy youtube channel, and he's actually really fucking popular - his video essays are notorious for any curious college student - but when he starts dating Tim, he just...doesn't tell anyone.

Like, he offhandedly mentions a boyfriend and goes off on little tangents, and his audience is thrilled for him. They think it's adorable the way Bernard talks about his boyfriend, and this goes on for at least the first 6 months of their relationship - probably longer. Bernard's audience calls Tim "Red" because that's what Bernard sometimes calls Tim on camera, because that's what all of Tim's friends call him (Young Justice).

And then Bernard goes to a gala with Tim at some point, nothing big. It's literally just because Tim didn't want to go on his own and Bernard's audience freak the fuck out.

"What the fuck do you mean Red is Timothy Drake-Wayne??? Bern, that's a fucking millionair, where did you get that???"

And Bernard just tweets something like; "Thought you guys knew about this soz" and moves the fuck on because he genuinely thinks it's not a big deal.

Cue, his little section of the internet never forgiving him

[introspectivememories]

goddd i just know that tim never takes off that fucking necklace. and you know bear doesn't have that much money so tge necklace was kinda cheap and it wasn't anything the bear meant for tim to wear regularly it was just like a keepsake y'know? wear it on a date or a nice outing. maybe when they're both home together. but tim is practically feral over it. like straight up refuses to take it off. it's turning his neck green at this point and everybody is soo done.