sneak peeks of jason by jorge jiminez from instagram for batman #900
EDIT: #jorge said he didnt want to spoil anything so these are from another issue — @oifaaa
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James, groaning: my lips are so dry!
Sirius: try putting honey on it, it helps
James:
James, grabbing Regulus's face kisses him: there!
Sirius, looking like he wants to laugh and cry: you- I- wha- how- I- n-
Remus, looking up from his book: Great! This is the third time this week that you two broke him and it's Monday!
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Something I’ve been thinking about lately is that small moment in “Air Turtle” where immediately after the Daves lose yet another game, Leo says how sorry he is and how he’s doing his best as the mascot. This moment is so short but it’s honestly jam-packed with a whole heap of characterization.
His need to apologize for things clearly not his fault - especially when it feels like he messes up the job he was given despite doing the best he can (the phrase “it’s not about you” takes a new meaning when this is one of the lessons to be learned from that - that he is not always solely responsible for things going wrong), his need to save face and make a connection with an older adult man in his life (something he consistently does throughout the series - he’s got a few daddy issues, always collecting potential father figures, it’s no wonder he jumps at the bit to keep rapport), and the way he sounds and looks and the words he chooses really pushes how he is just a kid (“Mr. the Dunk, I’m so sorry”).
Like I know it’s a one off moment that doesn’t truly mean much, but when put against the rest of the series it works really well with the rest of Leo’s established character and helps in solidifying later concepts as well.
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No cause Choso is stepbro coded 🤤
he is !
he’s so sweet stepbro that checks up on you late at night when you’re supposed to be sleeping but you’re wide awake due to the nimble fingers stuffed in your achy cunt . . . you’ve been wanting to get off for a while now, rutting those same lithe digits into your hole for the past thirty minutes, but your fingers just don’t reach those places that choso’s do — he’d be so willing to help you out when you ask too, why wouldn’t he? you’re his cute little sister after all n he’s a great big bro !! his thick fingers, nails painted an inky black, pumping in and out of your greedy hole while he kisses you nice n sloppy, letting his tongue lav around yours in a way that has your breath bitching n mind spinning, taking in your sweet moans . . . he knows it’s wrong but he can’t stop himself from giving you what you want, what you need. for now he’ll keep it on the low, he’ll convince you that this is just what big brothers do . . .
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Prompt 65
“Oh what the fuck-”
It was supposed to be a quiet night- no breakouts in Arkham and for once the asylum is actually full of most of their rogues. And the others were already taking care of Scarecrow and Penguin was- as far as he knew- doing legal things at the lounge at the time.
So somebody tell him why there’s this giant… thing that could give Grundy a run for his money in should be dead a thousand times over was pulling itself out of a sewer tunnel. Like seriously, he can see the blood and infection and whatever else dripping from honestly filthy bandages all on its arms that look a hint too long the more he looks through the binoculars, and it’s glowing this sickly green that reminds him way too much like the Pits.
That isn’t even getting started on the mouth- the only part visible of their face due to the wild mane of what might be white hair but was hard to tell under the amount of blood- that stretched far too wide. He even swore he could see fangs!
Not to mention the cloak that he wants to say is a knockoff of B’s, but honestly he can swear he sees it moving, twisting like lashing tails of shadow, or like Ivy’s vines. Its hands are long and gnarled, tipped in claws that dig into the concrete as it pushes itself to a frankly horrifying height.
And oh fuck, not only did it have some sort of giant sword, but there was a small child sitting on its shoulder without any sign of realizing the danger they were in-
Danny is having fun, his ghost-mom Amity is out on a date with another city spirit, Mr Bludhaven- so he gets to hang out with grandma? grandpa? (honestly who has time for gender when there’s curses to beat back!) Gotham!
It would perhaps be better if he wasn’t unknowingly making said city spirit visible to those who aren’t death-touched or liminal… Oh well!
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HoO is so funny to me when you actually think about the ages of all the characters. Octavian is 18. Percy and Annabeth are 16, almost 17. Reyna is presumably 16. Frank just turned 16, Jason’s about to turn 16. Leo and Piper are like 15. Hazel’s like 14 and a half, and Nico is 13.
The Death Sibs are both the youngest and oldest on the Argo II. Octavian is a college freshman getting into petty drama with a bunch of high schoolers. He gets told to shut up at one point by a random 8th grader. Everyone is scared of the 8th grader. We Sent A 13 Year Old To Superhell and he came back weirder, Just Like Middle School. TLH was just three high school sophomores being sent to do a task and it going Exactly Like You’d Expect. Percy’s the only demigod on the ship who can legally drive (though Reyna gets her drivers license at some point before TOA). What Is Happening.
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I think the funniest thing about how the Fandom perceives Tim (especially obnoxious Tim fans) is that he is was deeply hurt by the actions Jason, Damian, and Dick have done to him, but lowkey that’s just the fandom projecting
Tim lowkey did not give a fuck. Maybe a little at first, but he definitely does not hold a grudge against any of them.
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