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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.

Damian standing outside of the police precinct because Jason (notorious crime lord) got caught for busting an illegal poaching and harvesting scheme

Damian: free my man he ain’t do anything wrong

Commissioner Gordon: he cut off their hands-

Damian, slowly pulling a batarang out of his pocket: I said, free my man. He ain’t do anything wrong.

Robins

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Please reblog, let's find op!

Please also reblog the post on my stolen fics

I just think physical affection would fix me

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.

Fundraisings:

About the fundraisings: I will post as soon as I have time. Right now I fortunately I've been fighting a burn out and other personal matters. Sending more than one ask, unfortunately won't make me post sooner, since I have personal life responsibilities that I am trying to balance with this blog.

Even so, thank you for the patience and for trusting me to share your story, I will post it as soon as I can.

Abdelrahman and his family gofund

Mohammed Alanqer, and his family gofund.

Samer Abul Ras, and his family gofund

Noor, and her family gofund