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Katherine McNamara Photo shoot with Joshua Shultz

#( ʀᴇsɪᴅᴜᴇ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴛᴏʀᴛᴜʀᴇʀ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs ✗ aesthetic. )

rvsewilsvn:

“oh scary. i didn’t know you only relied on your powers to win a fight. what a true villain.”

❛ as opposed to ... WHAT ? knocking them dead with my DAZZLING PERSONALITY ? or doing whatever the fuck you do ? ❜

#( ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ ✗ threads. )#( ʀᴏsᴇ ᴡɪʟsᴏɴ ✗ replies. )

manxfstccl:

“you know i can’t take a vacation at a time like this, regardless of the free air fare.”

❛ baby. CLARK BAR. how is you sitting around this DUMP stressed to the SOLAR POWERED gills going to help ANYONE ? ❜

#( ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ ✗ threads. )#( ᴄʟᴀƦᴋ ᴋᴇɴᴛ ✗ replies. )

rvsewilsvn:

“aw cute, you actually thought i was joking. precongition, dear.”

❛ you try and punch me and i will not HESITATE to burn you and everything you love to a CRISP. ❜

#( ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ ✗ threads. )#( ʀᴏsᴇ ᴡɪʟsᴏɴ ✗ replies. )

rvsewilsvn:

“i see a punch in the face coming in the near future for you.”

❛ listen i am being totally SERIOUS. like not to be WEIRD but your dad is hot and i’m BORED. ❜

#( ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ ✗ threads. )#( ʀᴏsᴇ ᴡɪʟsᴏɴ ✗ replies. )

cftulips

“ i dare you to continue exactly what you are doing,” rose threatened as she never once glanced up from her current position, a book in her hands, “ just shows how idiotic you must b- actually continue, i really want to enjoy you receiving the repercussions.”

sungiirl

❛ — wait, so are you trying to say i SHOULDN’T try and bang your dad ? ❜

#( ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ ✗ threads. )#( ʀᴏsᴇ ᴡɪʟsᴏɴ ✗ replies. )

hxntrxs:

“Depends what kind of drink you’re looking for.”

she shot the other woman an UNAMUSED look. ❛ milk, ❜ came the DEADPAN reply.

#( ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ ✗ threads. )#( ʜᴇʟᴇɴᴀ ʙᴇʀᴛɪɴᴇʟʟɪ ✗ replies. )

dthstrke:

Someone had once pointed out that the mask he wore while he was working was more of his true face – blank, expressionless, and impenetrable. Like his expression as he gazed down at the girl in front of him after she made her ‘offer’ almost as if he was appraising the situation. But there’d only be one outcome. After a moment the corner of his mouth quirked up into a smirk. “Wrong answer,” he intoned moving away from Bee, and grabbing the gun that had been on his lap to put it back in it’s place. “You might want to figure out what the right answer is– what you really have to offer, because I will ask you again.”

an indignant SQUEAK ripped free of her vocal chords. a halo of flame surrounded her hands, flared behind her eyes. it would have been all too EASY to unleash a firestorm right then and there, burn him to a crisp. he’d DESERVE it too. but then not only would her new game be absolutely OVER before it even began, but chances are starting a fire in the vast weaponry of the tower would only result in everyone within a mile radius meeting a very unpleasant end. so instead she simply stood, literal smoke pouring out of her ears, and stomped to the door, the knob half melting in her hand. ❛ FUCK YOU ! ❜ she spat, sparks flying from her lips. no WAY was this over. no one said NO to her, and especially not old men with slade’s romantic track record.

#bee find ur fuckin chill #( sʟᴀᴅᴇ ᴡɪʟsᴏɴ ✗ replies. )#( ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ ✗ threads. )

cmnisciient:

❛ like i said, you could try your luck a few blocks down. there’s no shortage of options available in gotham. ❜

❛ helpful. very helpful. do you hand out MAPS too, or are vague directions the extent of your use ? ❜

#( ʙᴀʀʙᴀʀᴀ ɢᴏʀᴅᴏɴ ✗ replies. )#( ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ ✗ threads. )

dthstrke:

Over all he was generally unimpressed by the display before him, and arched an eyebrow at the girl. “What I have time for in my personal life, and my professional life are two different things.” As if Slade HAD a personal life. His personal life and professional life had been blended together a long time ago, probably ever since he married and had children with his instructor in the special forces. He gave an unamused laugh at her last statement, rolling his eye, “I hope you won’t mind if I don’t live and die by your insightful assessment of what you think I am. But since we’re sharing,” he pushed her hand away from his face, and stood up towering over the red head. “You’re impulsive, insubordinate, and lack any real direction–” Slade reached down placing his hand under her chin tilting her head to look him in the eye, “–so what would you even have to offer me?”

personal life. as if it could get any more PERSONAL than living down the hall from each other. men, it seemed, were the same no matter if they were IMMORTAL or not. or whatever the hell slade was anyway. when he pushed her hand away it was apparent that he thought PLAY TIME was over. that was the trick for her though ; when sitting at the table without a FULL deck of cards, you always need to PLAY BIG. and so, still on her knees, she looked WIDE-EYED up at slade, relishing in the feeling of his hand pushed so FORCEFULLY under her chin. ❛ a really good BLOWJOB, ❜ she offered in a matter-of-fact tone of voice. realistically, she had little to NOTHING to offer the team. her sense of LOYALTY was absolutely nonexistent and her guiding light was the promise of DANGER. to slade personally though ? the possibilities were ENDLESS.

#( sʟᴀᴅᴇ ᴡɪʟsᴏɴ ✗ replies. )#( ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ ✗ threads. )

dthstrke:

She’d be surprised exactly how much she could lose, but maybe he’d been speaking more to himself than he had to the girl now on the floor in front of him. He leaned forward, and moved in close to her face narrowing his good eye, “You have nothing to lose, but I don’t have the time to deal with deliberate recklessness.” He’d been down this road many times, and many times before she’d ever even been walking this earth – it was all too familiar, and Bee was too much of a wild card to trust. But if she wanted to push, he could push back. “Besides I believe we’ve already established I don’t do fun.”

she moved one hand from his lap to his face, unabashedly running the tips of her fingers over his surprisingly SMOOTH skin. ❛ if you don’t have time for BAD CHOICES, you should have made that decision before you brought me here, ❜ she murmured, making a show of focusing her gaze on his lips rather than his eyes. it was all something rather MELODRAMATIC, but fire always called too much ATTENTION to itself. ❛ and BESIDES, you should try having some FUN once in awhile, old man. maybe i’d LISTEN to you more if i didn’t think you were so UPTIGHT. ❜

#( sʟᴀᴅᴇ ᴡɪʟsᴏɴ ✗ replies. )#( ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ ✗ threads. )

dthstrke:

It would have been easy to stop her before she kissed him, even she had to know that. But he didn’t react for a brief moment when she leaned in and pressed her lips to his. Maybe in resignation. Then his grip tightened on her shoulders, and he pushed her away– not roughly but securely. Slade looked as serious as ever as he spoke, but it was more of a warning than a chastisement, “it’s a bad idea to play that game. Even for you.”

an alarmed expression fluttered across her features when he pushed her away. suddenly dropping out of the awkward position she had stuck herself in previously, bee fell to her knees in front of him, hands still holding tightly to slade’s legs. the warning sounded like a CHALLENGE in her ears ; they always did. where she had been ready to gargle, rinse, and repeat for the rest of her life only MOMENTS before, suddenly this would be EXCITING. ❛ but it would be so much FUN, ❜ she breathed, eyes sparkling, ❛ i have nothing to LOSE. ❜

#( sʟᴀᴅᴇ ᴡɪʟsᴏɴ ✗ replies. )#( ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ ✗ threads. )#sings stupid hoe @ bee but also @ myself

redhoodisms:

jason looks the girl up and down, scrunching half of his face up. ‘ you’re kidding right? ’ was there a way to tell this person they looked 12?

she FROWNED, resisting the urge to stick her tongue out. ❛ well at least we know who’s going to get gross and pruny first. ❜

#( ᴊᴀsᴏɴ ᴛᴏᴅᴅ ✗ replies. )#( ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ ✗ threads. )

dthstrke:

A small unamused smile crossed his face, but Slade wasn’t too deeply cut at her words because yes people had told him that before. “Once or twice,” he said, “but none of you here are pre-teens,” he wasn’t Batman after all. “All of you are capable of making your own choices, and can leave whenever you want.” Slade let go of the gun, and reached over to place his hands on Bee’s shoulders so she looked at him again. “I got you out of prison so you could be here, I didn’t get you out so you’d owe me something. I can help you reach your potential, but you need to help me too– that’s how these things work.” Slade was as self sufficient as they came, but if you had a job you couldn’t do alone don’t try to.

at the feeling of his hands on her shoulders, she BRISTLED, inhaling sharply. her gaze locked onto his again instantly. bee had never been the BEST listener, but especially in this moment, his words were entirely lost on her. the fact that he was speaking registered, but individual thoughts, entire sentiments all blended together. the SECOND his mouth stopped moving, her grip on his knees tightened and she lunged forward, sending her lips crashing against slade’s. another major LOSS in the impulse control department.

#tfw you try to reply when you're really tired #and forget sladdy has one eye #rip #( sʟᴀᴅᴇ ᴡɪʟsᴏɴ ✗ replies. )#( ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ ✗ threads. )

dthstrke:

He did look up at her as she leaned over him, pushing the weapon away from the cloth he was currently using to clean it. “You don’t exactly keep a low profile, so you weren’t hard to find,” he said. Even for a person who didn’t have the contacts he did Bee probably wouldn’t have been too hard to find. “As for why? Potential.” Why else?

she searched his dark eyes for a moment before sighing again and noticeably slumping, even more of her weight falling forward onto slade, breaking his gaze and looking instead at the backs of her hands. she was always either a mistake or a weapon ; there was no in between, and more often than not she was BOTH at once. bee clenched her jaw, swallowing hard and squeezing her eyes shut TIGHT, trying not to let the sudden onslaught of emotion burn a hole through slade’s pants ; or his LEGS for that matter. steeling herself, she tilted her head back to look him in the eyes once more. ❛ anyone ever tell you it’s kinda CREEPY, collecting pre-teens and barely-legals ? ❜ she asked quietly, trying to mask the disgust she now held for herself at what she considered a large and unnecessary display of EMOTION.

#( sʟᴀᴅᴇ ᴡɪʟsᴏɴ ✗ replies. )#( ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ ✗ threads. )#honestly does bee even know what personal space is #QUEUE.

dthstrke:

He snorted, and took a seat on one of the benches to start cleaning the gun he was holding, “a jailhouse romance? That’s what you’re going to hang your hat on?” Slade glanced up at the girl with a (likely annoying) knowing sort of look on his face. “I’m not asking for your unquestioning obedience, or undying gratitude. I’m not even asking for a thank you. But if you could grudgingly do as I ask, with about half the complaints perhaps you wouldn’t have so many things to complain about.”

bee sighed, sucking her bottom lip into her mouth and nibbling thoughtfully at it. finally she pushed herself off of the locker and walked over to slade somewhat begrudgingly. ❛ you won’t get a THANK YOU out of me, ❜ she began, bending at the waist to plant both her palms flat against the weapon in slade’s hands, putting as much of her weight as she could manage against his knees, trying to force him to look at her. ❛ but you’ve gotta tell me something. how’d you FIND me ? and — and WHY ? ❜

#( ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ ✗ threads. )#( sʟᴀᴅᴇ ᴡɪʟsᴏɴ ✗ replies. )

manxfstccl-blog

“What happened was a tragedy, but it’s still my duty to uncover the truth in any way that I can.”

sungiirl

❛ I THINK you need a vacation day. you can be your own flight outta town. ❜

#( ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ ✗ threads. )#( ᴄʟᴀʀᴋ ᴋᴇɴᴛ ✗ replies. )

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