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* THIS IS AS BRAVE AS I KNOW HOW TO BE.
independent & selective multimuse, written by skye. muses span throughout several fandoms, including doctor who, dceu, teen wolf, & more. please read rules before interaction. blog is under heavy construction. private. selective.
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I loved you long before I had the guts to let you know.
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it's been a long day for the reporter. she stumbles into the bedroom, hopping on one foot, eagerly trying to get her damn heels off. but no matter how hard she tries, she ends up falling against the dresser until the shoe is finally torn off & thrown across the room. the day had been more of the paparazzi chasing her & her having to throw away leads because of all the cameras flashing in her face. it was annoying, & it caused her mood to be sour the rest of the day. soon, they were about to see if her fiancee would be able to lighten & improve that mood. ❛ tell me, any breaking article on tmz about how i told them to fuck off & how they aren't real reporters? ❜
honestly killing net neutrality is the stupidest thing ever bc i don't think they realize how many people will give up social media if it means that they have to pay for it. like ?? some sites will literally become ghost towns. most of them will.
“Who did this?” - menarebrave
SEND "WHO DID THIS?" FOR MY MUSE TO REACT TO YOURS FINDING THEM WITH A BLACK EYE.
❛ bruce, i -------- ❜ she doesn't know why she bothers with the bullshit. she's not buying it, & neither will bruce. arms cross over her figure, pacing to the other side of the room. in the reflection of the mirror - like walls, she can see the bruise on her eye winking back at her. with a deep sigh, she turns back to her fiancee, a defeated look on her face. ❛ i was poking my nose in some intergang business. the little rat punched me & left once he realized i was a reporter & not interested in buying his drugs. ❜
as the sun sets and a DARKNESS falls over the city , there is ONE WHO rises . although his body has been BROKEN and his mind has begun to grow frail , he will continue to fight until he meets his mortal END . he’s faced jokes , riddles , luck , birds , ice , vines , and even his own mind . a child once tortured by the winged creatures of the night , CONSUMED by the guilt of his parents’ demise . now as an adult he uses his fear to TORMENT his enemies and the guilt that once consumed him is now the only MOTIVATION he needs . though he cannot live forever , the SYMBOL OF HOPE he has created will last on for eternity . and the face beneath the mask may change , but that light in the sky calls only one . ©
HE IS THE BATMAN.
ind. & priv. BRUCE WAYNE / canon and headcanon based / as adored by bree . sideblog to bbysittr / template edit by skye .
"who did this?"
SEND "WHO DID THIS?" FOR MY MUSE TO REACT TO YOUR MUSE FINDING THEM WITH A BLACK EYE.
❛ please, will, seriously. don’t be mad. please don’t be mad, it’s nothing. ❜ fear shakes in her voice as she desperately searches for an answer that will sedate will’s anger. it’s there, & she knows it. william harvelle lives & breathes over-protectiveness. no matter how much time had passed between them after jo’s death, it still seemed as if he wasn’t going anywhere when it came to her being in trouble. the bruise from her eye stung. in fact, she could barely keep her left eye open. but she knew the moment she admitted how this happened, will was going to certifiably freak out, & she didn’t think it was worth it. call it some deep self-loathing or whatever, but skye lucas didn’t think that the purple shiner on her face was any cause for concern. ❛ i was trying to get details for the case … i told him no, will, that i didn’t do that shit anymore, but he … he wasn’t having it. i hit him. & he … he just hit back. ❜ & then left her on the floor, storming out with the information she needed.
The Man from U.N.C.L.E. (2015)
oh look, it's the love of skye's lives. both of them. @hrvlle / @menarebrave
Send “Who did this?” for your muse to discover my muse with a black eye or a busted lip
Potential TW warning
menarebrave:
IT HAS BEEN YEARS SINCE THE DECORATIONS EMERGED FROM THEIR BOXES . now , the house was slowly looking festive once again ; of course , it was nothing like wayne manor — but moments like these made bruce’s mind wander a bit more than he was comfortable with : what if ( they ) moved there one day ? thoughts of a long future with her crossed his mind on the occasion .. she was different from everyone else , a whirlwind of a woman that somehow brought him back to the earth he had been so detached from for so many years .
there was always the thought in the back of his mind that he was not meant to live a life like his parents once had : one that had ( though very public ) a sense of normalcy . no , bruce wayne was not meant for such a life .. or so he always thought .
skylar lucas was far from normal — it was astonishing what she was capable of ( and what she got herself into ) but she felt like .. home . as the christmas decorations were tugged from dusty boxes that alfred had salvaged from the manor , bruce knew it wasn’t the warm exterior of the house that made him feel it : normal . he was caught up in these thoughts , in fact , when skye approached him with a box — a gift . ( ah yes , moments like these . )
calloused palms take hold of the box , gently lifting the lid to reveal two small figurines : they were fragile little things , doves , but it was what was engraved on them that caused him to fixate his eyes upon them with great intensity . there , in flourished silver penmanship , were the names of his parents . one on each dove . after several moments , he looks over at her ; bruce can tell she’s anxious about his response , as she knew quite well the sensitivity of the topic she had just presented him with .
silently , he places the box on a nearby table , removing the doves with great care . shoes pad over towards the christmas tree , which they had begun to decorate . with painstaking focus , he hangs them near the top of the tree , making sure they are facing out towards the rest of the house before he takes a step back to admire them further . there is a ghost of a smile etched upon his features as he slowly moves to wrap his arm around his partner , head dipping down to press a kiss to the top of her head . ❛ — thank you . ❜ so this was what it felt like .
her eyes watched him carefully, scanning his features for any clue to how the gift made him feel. it was true anxiety waiting for his reaction, but for the first time since she left mississippi, she truly feels home again. leaving her home in the south had been both the hardest & easiest thing she had ever done. she'd watch all of her familiarity turn to dust behind her, but she found a part of herself she hadn't even been sure existed. but with bruce, she felt like she had someone to call home again. finally, he moves towards the tree, & her eyes follow him as does. perching the doves on the tree, he pulls her closer. skye will take that as yes, he does like the doves. or at least appreciate them. it was interesting seeing him like this, so . . . vulnerable . . . but not. she would never call the person beside her an open book, but in this moment, she felt like she'd just gotten a peak at a few chapters that had been left unread to her. the kiss on top of her head makes her smile, & she finds herself leaning against him, her arm wrapping around his waist. the shimmering tree was now complete. it had both her childhood & in way, his own. his thank you broke the silence, & for a moment, skye lets the silence take back over. just this moment between them. ❛ c'mon, you wanna help me put the star on top? ❜ she finally spits out a few words, looking up at him with her brown hues, a smile crept on her features. fingers reach up to run through his hair, to touch him, to feel him. never had she been one for commitment, but in this moment, she couldn't see her future without him. without bruce wayne.
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❛ i've been chasing after dreamers in the clouds. after all, wasn't i the one that said keep your feet on the ground? man, you really brought me back down. hold on to hope if you've got it. don't let it go for anybody. they say dreaming is free, but i wouldn't care what it cost me . . . reality will not break your heart. survival will not be the hardest part. it's keeping all your hopes alive when the rest of you has died. ❜ ------ 26 by paramore.
a display of affection meme / sfw edition / ( insp )
send a number from 1-17, and i will choose the suiting option for our muses and write up a drabble / starter according to the image! ( a sfw edition as requested by anon. )
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