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I want to see pining!Conner who gets so distracted by Tim sometimes that he forgets his own strength? Like for instance he’s secretly checking out Tim and thinking oh…that man is beautiful. Subconsciously, he starts to lean back and put his hand on a handrail. But he forgets to hold back his strength because he’s so distracted by Tim so he goes right through it and stumbles into the wall, banging his head. Tim turns around like…”Conner, you okay???” And Conner’s face turns bright red as he says “hmm yeah I’m fine” completely unconvincingly. As he walks away, Tim notices the new dent in the wall formed by Conner’s head and the broken handrail and just sighs and calls the repairman.
The next time it happens, they’re walking into a room and Conner decides that he wants to be a chivalrous gentleman and rushes forward to open the door for Tim. But in his excitement, he accidentally rips the door off of its hinges and he’s just standing there, holding the entire door up by the knob like “uhhh…oops?” Tim snickers as Conner tries his best to “fix” it by realigning the door in the doorframe but to no avail.
Another time it happens when it’s Conner’s turn to wash the dishes. He’s internally grumbling about having to clean up everything all by himself when Tim walks in. To Conner, it’s like one of those movie moments where time slows down and I Wanna Know What Love Is plays in the background. Tim looks as though he had just gotten out of the shower so his skin is glistening with the remnants of water that were still clinging to him. He also did not have a shirt on.
Conner only snaps out of it when he hears Tim calling his name. He looks down to see that he had completely shattered the plate that he had been washing. All that was left was a single shard that was clutched in his right hand. Again, Conner’s face turns bright red and he’s like “uhhhhh.” Then Tim says, “sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you, I just couldn’t find a shirt and I thought I might’ve left my laundry around here.” Conner can’t even verbalize any words he just says, “ahh uhhh yeah uhhh.”
When Tim finally asks Conner out, he jokes about all of the property damage Conner has been causing and how it was not subtle at all. But that’s actually why Tim got up the courage to ask out Conner because he realized that Conner reciprocated Tim’s feelings through all of the moments of distraction. All it cost for the two of them to finally get their pining dumbasses together was a handrail, a door, and a plate. Could’ve been worse.
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Dumb 90s teens~ 🤪
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100 ways to say I love you - TimKon edition:
Number 2 - “It reminded me of you.” 
Enjoy! :D
Tim steps forwards and presents Kon with a gift, something he had brought earlier that day. “I brought this for you,” he declares almost shyly. He wasn’t one to get random gifts for his boyfriend but he saw this and acted on impulse.  
“You brought me a sunflower?” Kon asks in a mixture of fondness and confusion as he reaches out to gingerly take his present from Tim’s hands.
Tim blushes and shrugs. “It reminded me of you.”
Kon steps forward and wraps an arm around his shoulder to pull him in close. His boyfriend twiddles the flower between his fingers. “May I ask why a sunflower reminded you of me?”
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Conner Kent stood in front of the full-length body mirror on the back of Tim’s closed bedroom door. He was leaning in, fixing his hair, and the door opened, hitting him in the forehead. Tim walked in, a blank stare on his face. He ignored Conner’s exclaim of surprise, he sat down on the bed, his head tilted low. 
“Do you ever want to change something about the way you look?” Tim looked up in his direction, yet his focus was on the wall behind Kon. “Something… something small, that’s all.” 
Kon thought about it. Sometimes he regretted putting his hair on a side part instead of a middle one, sometimes he wished he had worn the other leather jacket, but it was something he could go and change in the blink of an eye. 
His appearance wasn’t something he bothered too much with, not to change at least. Yet he knew Tim felt otherwise. It was something they didn’t talk about, something they had never talked about, something that Tim just knew that Kon knew and that was that. 
“Why are you… why?”  Kon asked. The question had come from nowhere, but Kon knew that Tim meant it, so he answered it. “No, not really.” 
Tim seemed to have heard him, yet ignored him anyway. He stood up, walked to the mirror, looked in it, closely. “Blue eyes, they’re so… Blue eyes are so boring.” 
Kon looked closer in the mirror, he looked at his own blue eyes. He kept quiet. 
Tim’s eyes shifted towards Kon’s reflection, then back to his. He kneeled on the floor, not taking his eyes off of their reflection. “They’re everywhere, Kon. Everywhere. Everyone has blue eyes, and they all look the same.
“It’s not like in books, like a ‘spark here, and a spark there’. There’s no ‘dance of colours’ nor ‘slivers of white’ nor all that bullshit,” Tim was frowning slightly, and Kon crouched down beside him, and they both stared at their own blue eyes. “They’re just blue.” 
Kon built a silence, a silence he was scared to break into the wrong thing. “But blue eyes are pretty sometimes,” Your blue eyes are pretty all the time. “They are, they really are.”
Realization dawned on Tim, his eyes widened. Then he sighed and covered his face with his hands. “No, no, Kon. I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking. I had forgotten you have blue eyes, too.” 
Kon hadn’t even considered that. His eyes were just like Tim’s, mostly. They were closer to looking like Clark’s eyes, for obvious reasons. “It’s okay,” he waved Tim off and stood. He tried to steer the conversation elsewhere. “We should be leaving, see what Bart’s up to.” 
Tim stood up, he kept looking at his own eyes, at the reflection of them. Kon didn’t understand it, as he didn’t understand Tim, not really. He liked Tim, loved him, in one way and the other, but there were times in which he couldn’t understand Tim, as much as he wanted to. 
Tim spoke up, turned from the mirror. “No, Kon. It’s not okay. Your eyes are… they’re not like normal blue eyes.” 
Conner’s face scrunched up in confusion. “I was… I was made in a lab, of course, they’re not like normal blue eyes.” 
Now it was Tim’s turn to look confused. He smiled a little, smiled sadly as he stood up. “No, I-” He sighed in frustration, and Conner kept still. “Your… your blue eyes are… they might have been created in a lab or something, but they’re anything but.”
Tim reached Conner’s face before continuing. “I know that I just said blue eyes were robotic and stuff, but your eyes really aren’t.
“They're… blue, but they’re perfect. They can’t be compared to oceans or crystals or the sky or anything. They’re just the colour blue, simply as it is, as vast as it is.” 
Tim paused, his hand lingered on Conner’s cheek. Relaxed, but meaningful. “Well, that’s the thing with the colour blue. I mean, I see it everywhere, and sometimes it’s so tiring, but then I see you,” he smiled. “I see you, in that blue uniform, laughing, and the glasses you always wear are covering your eyes, but…” 
Kon’s expression softened. “But what, Tim?” he whispered. 
“But I know your blue eyes are underneath the sunglasses. And they’re so…  They’re you, Kon,” He caught his own lip. “I look into your eyes and I feel like loving mine all over again.”
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timmy
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random yj comic because i still love them
 i only watched the first season club
i don’t even remember what this show is about xd
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a req on curiouscat! continuing my damian ft. various fluffy animals agenda
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@comfortember 3 - Anxiety
we’ve all been Tim at times
this was fun to make! Though I know approximately zero things about perspective and composition.
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the post made me think of them
through the process of making this i’ve looked at it for far too long to even guess how good it is so,, have it?
i have consumed a lot of content in recent months and thought,, why not give back (that is, if people in fact like it lmao)
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It occurred to me that I’d never uploaded this gorgeous commission by @avali. So here it is hella late. Anyway, look at my son!!!
(Also, go check out Avali, she’s ridiculously talented, just look at this!!)
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不要吵架不要吵架
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No bromo tho
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just little young justice things
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