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BRUCE WAYNE // :

tone just a little cutting. “do you really think you should be doing that?”

‘ ----- y’know, some people knock. ‘ gaze trails back to the files, askew against hardwood floor . ‘ besides , once you open up one box , you can’t really stop . ‘

#knightcaped #⟨ VERSE. ⟩ — “ &. DOES THIS DARKNESS HAVE A NAME ; IS IT YOUR NAME.#on this addition of barbara gordon the shit disturber ///

#IM IN THE MIDDLE OF MOVING SO I APOLOGIZE IF IM SLOW.#with literally everything.#i also got a really good promotion at work so // there's a lot of free time being taken up on my end //#i'm slowly getting into the rhythm of handling all my accounts so not to worry !#OUT OF CHARACTER.

mhysa

My skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.

#⟨ VISAGE. ⟩ — “ &. SHE WIELDS A BROKEN SWORD & SEPARATES TRUE KINGS FROM TYRANTS.

🐤 pls from jason

SEND ME 🐤 & GET A TWEET // ACCEPTING

#boyfluent #redlaw #⟨ ANSWERED. ⟩ — “ &. THROW ME A BATARANG WHY DON’T CHA.#was gonna do an angsty subtweet but then i was like nah #babs just gonna nag

🐤

SEND ME 🐤 & GET A TWEET // ACCEPTING

#wcnderbcy #babs : IS A BRAT WHEN IT COMES TO FOOD #⟨ ANSWERED. ⟩ — “ &. THROW ME A BATARANG WHY DON’T CHA.

🐤

SEND ME 🐤 & GET A TWEET // ACCEPTING

#throughjustice #⟨ ANSWERED. ⟩ — “ &. THROW ME A BATARANG WHY DON’T CHA.#my g IRLS

🐤 they haven't even interacted but they'd be friends lbr taylor

SEND ME 🐤 & GET A TWEET // ACCEPTING

#citystarlet #⟨ ANSWERED. ⟩ — “ &. THROW ME A BATARANG WHY DON’T CHA.#babs : the loudest one clappin @ the end of the night

ofhotheads-blog

Send me a 🐤 for a Tweet my muse would make about yours.

Using this generator.

#⟨ ASKBOX. ⟩ — “ &. KICKING ASS AND TAKING NAMES LIKE ITS MY DAY JOB.#hmu let babs harass you via the twitter

me : uses deborah for babs also me : has to deal with k*stle edits in her tag. nothing else. legit finding something not involving frank c*stle is a needle in a haystack

#WHY @ THIS #this isn't anti anything im merely sayin ----#y'all have your own tag for a reason.#im not even a karen page blog and i can't imagine how bad it would be god damn.#re :#out of character.

toxic-swan

when the moment is just right, you’ll see fire in her eyes

#⟨ VISAGE. ⟩ — “ &. SHE WIELDS A BROKEN SWORD & SEPARATES TRUE KINGS FROM TYRANTS.#FUCK ME up !!!!

J. TODD // :

you can scarcely imagine the panic one feels upon waking up to the sound of a spine - chilling cry until you’ve witnessed it firsthand. it’s enough to jolt his phantom heart to life, palms sticky with the kind of uncertainty that can shake even his steel - made bones. the soles of bare feet drop flat against the floor long before the weight of exhaustion is lifted from his lids. he feels his way down the familiar path of this hallway in frantic strides, stopping in front of the door with the haunting discordant array of what ifs murmured behind it.

he leaves all of his respect at the threshold, encroaching on the privacy of her room with only one concern – H E R. four dark walls, a head of red - fire locks & a blanket of tension are all that he finds here. it’s then & only then that the worry coiled inside of his lungs allows him the chance to b r e a t h e though it does little to rid it from his chest. this girl // this brave, brave girl – brought to shambles by past ghosts. a wilted flower amongst her bedsheets, sweat clinging like the beads of water left in memory of a storm. one look at her & he just knows. ‘ — another one of those dreams ? ‘ he is no stranger to such terrors.

she’s fueled by passion. a love for the greater good , for the underdog. yet , when reflection falls upon her , when within a crowded room she simply feels alone , she’s finds herself motivated by the pain. the pain she felt , locked down to a chair for all of three years while a lunatic ran free. the pain she felt every time she caught a glimmer of despair within her fathers eyes or a look of PITY that came from bruce. broken bird she may have been & yet the mere notion she’d been deemed worth saving ----- that she needed saving , caused a surge of guilt to wash over her.

she’s all shakes and matted locks // he’s the storm that erupts throughout a calming night. perhaps , she’d thought , that was why he’d stuck around. he holds the same demons , a torch for those who had wronged them . but while he’d changed , barbara had wondered why she’d still felt the same. hum , barely audible sings through slightly parted lips. ‘ yeah --- ‘ voice is wary unto the night , mind painting pictures of nightmares that turned reality. unable to remain masked when it came to jason , unable to hide the fear that coursed through her veins // she’d cracked. ‘ i didn’t wake you up , did i ? ‘

#redlaw #⟨ VERSE. ⟩ — “ &. DOES THIS DARKNESS HAVE A NAME ; IS IT YOUR NAME.#⟨ STORY ARC. ⟩ — “ &. YOU WALKED AWAY TO BE ALONE WITH YOUR DEMONS ; BUT DARLING MY DEMONS ARE IN LOVE WITH YOURS.#months and months of jason and babs talk and here we are #i am Wrekt.

WHAT PLAGUES HER. what haunts her in the middle of a cold summers eve, merely maniacal & menacing at best. there’s a laughter most dreadful that echoes through her brain. // OVER & OVER. it’s a plea for her own sanity, every night awakening within a pool of sweat, unable to breath the air that she fears might smell of rust. dripping down her skin, seeping through pores ---- it consumes her. // FEAR. lithe digits cling to fresh laundered sheets as the girl rustles against a bed that sees more terror than sleep. laughter // his face & a gun. a feeling in which she loathes, that of helplessness as blood drips and she can’t help but watch. can’t move ; can’t breathe. sigh escaping the torment of her thoughts, lips cracked before she hears footsteps echo throughout her apartment. heart rapid , knowing all too well who she’d sought at the end of a darkened hall. ‘ go back to bed. ‘ it’s not embarrassment that drips from her tongue unto words that break the stifled air between them, mere defeat. ‘ jason , please . ‘ // &. @redlaw

#redlaw #⟨ VERSE. ⟩ — “ &. DOES THIS DARKNESS HAVE A NAME ; IS IT YOUR NAME.#⟨ STORY ARC. ⟩ — “ &. YOU WALKED AWAY TO BE ALONE WITH YOUR DEMONS ; BUT DARLING MY DEMONS ARE IN LOVE WITH YOURS.#: /#o k

‘ look, i know it’s not ideal but ----- ‘ she hesitates, teeth graze cheek as nerves rattle her bones. ‘ y’know, i could really use the favour, lois. ‘ // &. @pulitzerwon

#pulitzerwon #⟨ VERSE. ⟩ — “ &. DOES THIS DARKNESS HAVE A NAME ; IS IT YOUR NAME.#i hope thIS WORKS !!#ur lois is bomb af

just gals... bein' pals...

looks like someone’s jealous...

#redlaw #⟨ ANSWERED. ⟩ — “ &. THROW ME A BATARANG WHY DON’T CHA.#ur not cool enough jason

‘ what are you still doin’ up ? ‘ slender legs cross as she takes seat at the edge of the cushion // gaze softens as vocals remain hushed throughout the silence that seemingly surrounds gotham. even if just for a moment of brevity, barbara welcomes it. ‘ don’t tell me you were planning on leaving without me. ‘ // &, @throughjustice

#throughjustice #⟨ VERSE. ⟩ — “ &. DOES THIS DARKNESS HAVE A NAME ; IS IT YOUR NAME.#what is this we Don't Know but i wanted 2 honour our cute gal pals first

insecureaf

#⟨ VISAGE. ⟩ — “ &. SHE WIELDS A BROKEN SWORD & SEPARATES TRUE KINGS FROM TYRANTS.#// me : makes this blog with intentions of using kat a few months ago and deborah ann woll as my secondary #me now : uses dEBORAH ANN WOLL FOREVER BYE

as of right now, i’m wanting to throw out some starters. so go ahead and give this a like if you’re wanting something. // i might come to your ims and plot if you’re up for it as well so !

#me : hasn't finished redoing tags but makes a starter call //#re :#starter call.

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