Batman: Turning Points #5. Written by Greg Rucka, art by Paul Pope, inked by Claude St. Aubin, colored by Patricia Mulvihill.

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Batman: Turning Points #5. Written by Greg Rucka, art by Paul Pope, inked by Claude St. Aubin, colored by Patricia Mulvihill.
no offense but I literally can’t process that others genuinely care for me
Sentence Meme {Princess Bride}
“You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.”
“Drop. Your. Sword.”
“Life is pain, _____. Anybody who says otherwise is selling something.”
“I am not left handed.”
“As you wish.”
“I wasn’t worried. Maybe I was a little bit concerned, but that’s not the same thing.”
“You mean you wish to surrender to me? Very well, I accept.”
“Truly, you have a dizzying intellect.”
“Mawage. Mawage is wot bwings us togeder today.”
“Have fun storming the castle.”
“There’s a shortage of perfect breasts in this world. It would be a pity to damage yours.”
“Is very strange. I have been in the revenge business so long, now that it’s over, I don’t know what to do with the rest of my life.”
“Have you ever considered piracy?”
“Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while.”
“Good night, _____. Good work. Sleep well. I’ll most likely kill you in the morning.”
“You’re trying to kidnap what I’ve rightfully stolen.”
“You seem a decent fellow… I hate to kill you.”
“You seem a decent fellow… I hate to die.”
“You rush a miracle man, you get rotten miracles.”
“Rodents Of Unusual Size? I don’t think they exist.”
“You can die slowly, cut into a thousand pieces.”
“You killed my love.”
“It’s possible. I kill a lot of people.”
“I’ve hired you to help me start a war. It’s an prestigious line of work, with a long and glorious tradition.”
“No one would surrender to the Dread Pirate _____.”
“I got married. I didn’t want to - it all happened so fast.”
“Then you’re not married. You didn’t say it; you didn’t do it.”
“Is this a kissing book?”
“A word, my lady/lord. We are but poor, lost circus performers. Is there a village nearby?”
“I’ve got my country’s 500th anniversary to plan, my wedding to arrange, my wife/husband to murder and _____ to frame for it; I’m swamped.”
“There’s a big difference between mostly dead and all dead.”
“Yes, you’re very smart. Shut up.”
“Please consider me as an alternative to suicide.”
“There will be blood tonight!”
“That is the sound of ultimate suffering.”
“Look, I don’t mean to be rude but this is not as easy as it looks, so I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t distract me.”
“I challenge you to a battle of wits.”
“You mean, you’ll put down your rock and I’ll put down my sword, and we’ll try and kill each other like civilized people?”
“Thank you so much for bringing up such a painful subject. While you’re at it, why don’t you give me a nice paper cut and pour lemon juice on it?”
“She/He is alive, or was an hour ago. If she/he is otherwise when I find her/him I shall be very put out.”
“You can die too for all I care!”
“So I’m here till I die?”
“I can cope with torture.”
“I fight gangs for local charities and stuff.”
“That was a warning, _____. Next time my hand flies on its own. Where I come from, there are penalties when a woman/man lies.”
“I will never love again.”
“You mocked me once, never do it again! I died that day!”
“To the Pain means I leave you in anguish, wallowing in freakish misery forever.”
“Never go in against a ____ when death is on the line!”
“We are men of action. Lies do not become us.”
“They were both poisoned. I spent the last few years building up an immunity to iocane powder.”
“I would as soon destroy a stained-glass window as an artist like yourself.”
“I just work for ____ to pay the bills.”
“It’s not my fault I’m the biggest and the strongest. I don’t even exercise.”
“I believe everything to be a trap. It’s the reason I’m still alive.”
“Stop saying that!”
If I run and leap at Terry, he will most certainly catch me in his arms.
Send me “bruises?” for my muse’s reaction to yours catching them secretly tending to their wounds.
Specify which muse
I am very overwhelmed and need to be the little spoon
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“Nice hairdo, kid. Must come in handy while crime fighting.”
“You’re just jealous of my awesomeness.”
Send "Don't you remember?" for my muse's reaction to waking up in hospital with no memory of your muse, themselves or their life
auguratricisrubro started following you
“You new? Sorry I know that sounds weird, cause like it’s hard to tell if anyone is new in Gotham but I people watching is kinda one of my favorite pass-times and I haven’t seen you here before so.”
“…so you may have a lot of free time, haven’t you? Given that t’is place is nothing but little or uncrowded” She said almost to herself, looking all around at this big city that never seemed to end or rest. How could she even manage to memorize those many faces? She wished she could know. “But yes, you are right, I’m not from here. Actually I’m nowher’ close from where I v’as born, and I bet my accent doesn’t make it t’at surprising” She confessed with a little shrug and a vague smile.
“Well welcome to Gotham.” Dove grinned and reached her hand out for shaking. “My name’s Dove, nice to meet you. Gotham is pretty big, and really easy to get lost in so if you need some directions I can help.”
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“So, why’s your suit red? It can’t be good for sneaking around.”
“Oh, this little number? Well, it’s so bad guys can’t see me bleed. Plus it brings out my eyes.”
“Fair enough.” She shrugged. “Do you get hit a lot? I mean if you need to hide that you’re bleeding.”
Did she even have to ask, as soon as the dane saw her reaching for his toy TItus was already spinning in circles.
Dove giggled as she threw the ball, a genuine smile blossoming on her lips.
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just added Father to this blog so if you want to know more about him you can always send asks
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so who would be interested in meeting the man responsible for Dove’s creation?
epic battle by demandaj on Flickr.
“Well hello to you too, Titus.” She grinned, reaching over to scratch his ears.
Titus tail thunk hard against wood floor board, licking at the fingers scratching at his ear and seeming to prance in spot.
“You want me to throw your ball, huh?” She chuckled, reaching for it.
“What do you do when you want to go home but you don’t have one?”
She moved to hug him, trying not to cry. “Why do you always know when people need help?”