#and flustered

[itshobogizmo]

So I went on vacation from work so I haven’t been doodling, but I did take the time to reference this image of Cross.

He came out looking more flustered than angry, so I added a blush and now he’s cute :)

I also didn’t realize his straps were his straps until after I made it look like a hoodie line and then questioned by he has two hoods on. Oops. Mans is cold I guess lol 😂

Cross belongs to Jakei of course!!

[leviraaaaaa]

Accidentally calling Levi Ackerman 'baby' or smth like that and he's just all red and mortified and staring at you with wide eyes, confused asf like, "...I'm fucking 39 years old"

[sushiithephoenix]

Some doodles of this silly guy and BlurrBee! :3

(you cannot stop the BlurrBee autism that is coming out of me :3)

[n3bismel]

he always does the "im staring into your soul" thing 😩

[mmmatchasims]

Topaz: *ahem* ...Um... So... How come you didn't try harder to get my sister to come with you tonight?

Hibiscus: Well, dances aren't really her thing, right? I didn't want to drag her out to something she wouldn't even enjoy.

[aristomal]

imagine complimenting the scars on jacob's face while he has you in that stupid cage

[starridge]

well folks?????

[ciil]

he is touching vik’s lil mole above his lip :3

[3lluon]

Editor-in-Chief Kent got caught simping on working hours…

[prlssprfctn]

Jason refusing to admit that Bruce and him are alike, while Bruce being oblivious to their raging similarity is the funniest case scenario ever.

Tim, waking up after a nap, and seeing a familiar big figure standing with his back to him: Hey, Jason.

Bruce, turning around, confused: Jason left an hour ago.

Tim: ...Sorry, you look like twins

Bruce, sighing: I wish. But we are not, really.

Tim: ??????

Some goon, shivering from fear: B-Batman, please, spare me!

Red Hood, leaving the shadow, even madder than before: Do I look like fucking Batman to you, man?

Goon: I-I mean, when you are standing in the darkness with your arms on your chest, and say "Now, talk"—

Red Hood, irritated: One word, and I am putting a bullet in your empty head.

Goon: Yesss, sir.

Damian, staring as everyone in the house first put cereal in the bowl, and then add milk, while Jason and Bruce demonstratively (and obliviously) do it in the opposite order in the perfect synchronisation: Why do they—

Alfred, shaking his head: Please, don't point it out, Master Damian. Either way, they will start arguing, and Master Jason will instantly teach himself to do it in the opposite way.

Damian, rolling his eyes: Whatever.

Dick: So, do you all know that Bruce and Jason refuse to admit that they are alike?

Everyone: (nod)

Dick, smirking: I fucked up Bruce's files and Jason's guns in the span of a minute...

Everyone: Why would you do that—

Bruce and Jason, from the opposite sides of manor, in the same furious voice: RICHARD JOHN GRAYSON

Dick: ...Just to demonstrate to you THIS. Now, if you don't mind, I'll go get back to Blüdhaven.

[hallucxnating]

Room for two more?

[waveoftheocean]

late and very much still a wip but happy superbat week day 4: on a case/undercover!

[skyrigel]

You are Simon's bit of magic. Whatever happens Simon knows who to call.

His angel. His heart. His stress buster.

When you got the call in afternoon, waking slowly from the afternoon nap to see Simon face timing — you figured lil' interns stressed the hell out of your man.

"Bloody daft- oh, hi love." Simon turns back to look at you rubbing your eyes, his face lighting up with a grin.

"Hey... what's up?" You mumble quietly.

"Just -" he exhales, hard glare to whoever was there and soft eyes back to you. "I wanted to see m' pretty baby."

"Your pretty baby looks like shit." you chuckled at him, blinking to see clear the red spot on your cheek because you slept sideways, hair a bloody nest.

"Don't be a meanie to my angel." Simon says tenderly, his lips tug slightly at one side and he hums a small, 'huh' to get you giddy in stomach.

You could see his face relaxing finally.

"Idiots pissing off my soldier?"

Simon gave a small pout, just the barest, and nodded to you. Then he brings the phone closer to his face and doesn't even turn around to check who is looking or not before placing a kiss which you could assume might be your nose tip on his phone.

"I love ya, lovie." he whispers closely. It tingles all your insides at once.

"I love you too." you told him, then with a smirk that always drove him crazy - "You are so stressed Si baby, gotta release when ya come home tonight."

Simon flustered.

"Riley, c'mon they got better now." someone said around him.

Simon brought the phone closer like he was grabbing your chin and growling in your ear, making every word vibrate through you.

"Sleep some more missus, ya might not get any tonight."

Noted. Positive.

Masterlist

[goldsnek]

Mixed signals! 😋

(This all started with my buddy @/K1NGKYO on X suggesting Al's first sentence and we had fun with it o´∀`o )

[kingzombear]

Can I Axe-ya a question *audience laughtrack*

Anyway she should've been given the axe, fuck the hypocratic oath

[anbaisai]

The Jamil Viper decision tree when he is (most unfortunately) caught off guard (please disregard the fact that he does in fact have a hood in the "object nearby" branch. he is simply panicked.)