Hal, has anyone told you this week that your ass is really a very nice ass
“If I answered ‘yes’, would you get all hot and jealous?”

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Hal, has anyone told you this week that your ass is really a very nice ass
“If I answered ‘yes’, would you get all hot and jealous?”
"Did you eat enough today?"
“Of course I did,” He frowned, crossing his arms. Bruce wouldn’t be asking unless he suspected otherwise, and it irked him. “Why do you ask?”
"Is that my shirt?"
Send “Is that my shirt?” for your muse finding mine in your muse’s shirt
“No, it’s my new shirt.” The t-shirt was looser on Hal than Bruce, but that mostly just made it acceptable to wear in public for him. For Bruce, well, any time Hal saw him in shirts like this, it was hard not to drool.
abalone, aquamarine
abalone: what kind of situations compromise my muse emotionally
Being submerged in water, having family/friends threatened, having to show his real self.
aquamarine: where my muse feels most calm/relaxed
Curled up in a warm bed, with lots of blankets and a fireplace going. In the arms of a loved one.
Ambrosia , Amaryllis, Rose Orange,
Ambrosia– Your Love is ReciprocatedAmaryllis– Splendid BeautyRose Orange– Fascination
Such a charmer. Though why you are fascinated is beside me. I am simply a snake.
“I love the things you hate about yourself.”
“You are so sappy.” Hal smiled, wrapping his arms around Bruce’s neck and letting him take most of Hal’s weight. “I love that you’re such a secret softy.”
@dunklerritter
“ Mr. Wayne. I’d been hoping you would be here earlier, but I can understand how tiring your nights must be. “
The smaller man smiles, the image that of a young man who knew more than he rightly should.
The trails ended here. He brushed his fingers over the pavement in thought, as if that could make them re-appear. A gentle, coaxing touch. Chewing his cheek, Bruce tried to place that statement. Surely it would be easier to do so if he hadn’t made out with Riddler some hours before, not wearing the cowl but a mask of different nature. “You sound like a lovesick teenager. Leave your personal problems at home if you want to help me.”
Eddie wouldn’t be the first one to fall for Bruce Wayne and if he realised that the Bruce he had met was just a very skewed piece puzzled together by Bruce’s many facets and about as real as a mirage, he’d be turned off in no time.
@riddlerreformed
“I do not.” Eddie stuck his tongue out, which really didn’t help his argument at all, and gestured at the empty pavement. “Besides, it’s not like I’m distracting you from anything important. In case you hadn’t noticed, this was a dead end.”
He plopped down next to the spot that Batman was... stroking? so that the vigilante had less of a choice about looking at him. “You’re just jealous. I mean, here I am with Bruce Wayne, and you... do you even have a love life? Or any life outside of jumping off of rooftops?”
He flashed a grin, then sighed melodramatically. “But I, too, might end up bitter and alone. I mean, Bruce Wayne. He isn’t exactly known for his commitment. I wonder if I should approach him? I don’t want to seem needy, but...”