Choppedlambchops - Lamb Chops

I'll take her as my neighbor if you don't want her

I need this man, please for the love of god I need him

Simon Riley is a sucker for eye contact. Being as his eyes are the only part of his face that he allows to be visible to others, eye contact is incredibly important to him.

But with you, he reads you best when he can see your eyes. He loves to know what you’re thinking, what you’re feeling.

Having an argument with him? You best bet he’s holding your gaze, regardless of what you’re arguing about. If you look away? This man will simply not speak, not utter a single word until you look back at him.

He’ll hold your gaze the entire time he’s fucking you. He’ll force you to keep your eyes open as he pounds into you, wanting to see every bit of pleasure played out in them.

Going down on you? You better hold his gaze. He’ll rip his mouth away so fast and refuse to continue if you let your eyes flutter closed. One of his favorite things in the universe is watching your eyes as come undone.

Going down on him? This man’s fist will be so tightly wound in your hair, pulling your head back ever so slightly so he can see your tear filled eyes, so pretty just for him.

One of his favorite things is when he comes home from deployment, the two of you have a ritual where you will lay in bed together, facing one another as you catch each other up on what you’ve missed. He’ll hold your gaze the entire time, his hand lacing through your hair softly as he hangs onto every word you say.

Simon Riley may not be a man of many words, but with you he’s learned that eyes are windows to the soul. And he’s more than happy to bare his to you.

Soap:"see! Isn't this fun?"

Ghost:"It's gay."

Soap:"we're gay."

Ghost:"I'm not this fucking gay."

I have the most vivid crack-semicrack idea about Tim Drake, but am having trouble putting it into words

so please bear with me for a second

[in a timeline where] Tim really loved Robin and Batman, but it wasn't in his goals to ever actually be Robin until, well... anyways, he's Robin now, but this isn't his end goal, not Tim's life plans so to speak. Tim wouldn't be able to give up fighting crime ever, probably, but he doesn't want to be Robin forever. Not only that but B and Dick are acting a little more off than usual and there's this new guy, Red Hood on the streets.

Oh my God, that's Jason Todd, I thought he was dead. What do you mean he is coming to the Titans Tower, the place I currently am. Well, that's fine...

Cue Jason breaking in to beat up Tim only for Tim to whip around and start with a, "Oh neat, you're finally here, took you long enough," dropping a briefcase of events detailing Bruce's timeline after Jason's death, another briefcase of information on any current cases Tim thinks Jason can deal with, then just going, "Awesome to finally meet you and all that, awesome that your alive, I'm going on vacation, catch you later."

This leaves behind a very confused Red Hood and Bruce and Dick don't hear from Tim for 3 weeks, sending them into some kinda panic while Tim's having the time of his life on a beach somewhere

ghost who responds to soaps “you’re being homophobic!” in public with a very fearful “baby i look straight don’t play these games”

don't be so hard on yourself girl your titties are amazing

Jason and I share the same rule it seems

Red Hood: The first rule of gun safety is get the fuck out of my house.

damned if you’re employed damned if you’re not

the autism runs rampant here