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I kinda need a hug but I’d rather DIE than let anyone know I am a human being that desperately craves intimacy

#I'm just...#I don't even know what to say

bruce, kiss ur wife :/

❝ like this? ❞ he gives her a soft, gentle brush of his lips against hers. she’s feels warm, he notes. the kind of heat he’s grown used to feeling against his skin and misses it whenever it’s away. his arms wrap around Bobbi’s waist and he gives a gentle tug to urge her closer for a longer, more intimate kiss that will leave them feeling faint and a little breathless.

❝ or like that? ❞

#stop making out u too there are children in the house #mcckings

coolsuggestion

nothing has protected me more than anger.

#tbt.

mcckings

FC EDITS : b. morse. ( okay for partners/mutuals to reblog. )

#Bruces wife? is the most beautiful woman to ever kick his ass during training #12/10 would recommend getting your ass handed to you by bobbi morse #mcckings

kryptoncropcircles replied to your post: logging on to judge my children’s choices...

you let them go feral what did you expect

I expected worse, actually.

#kryptoncropcircles

hoechlin

Jon Hamm for GQ Australia

#still one of the most bruce things I've ever seen.#tbt.

logging on to judge my children’s choices (especially jason possum-todds)

galahadwilder

Batman: I have 800 costumes because I must be prepared for any eventuality

Wonder Woman: I have 1200 costumes because I’m 6,000 years old, I like a little variety, it’s important to dress for diplomacy, and Hephaestus doesn’t get much commission from anywhere else these days

Superman: I have one costume because my moms made it. No I will not get a new one and fuck you for suggesting it

#Sounds about right.#TBD.

OUT OF CHARACTER. ooph, I’m torn between just restarting this blog entirely, i.e. creating a new one and starting fresh -- or just cleaning up this one. I miss my muse for him, and unfortunately I had to take a break entirely for a while because of personal reasons.

thank you to everyone who has stayed with me on here during my hiatus.

#I feel like an ass for disappearing -#and losing / slowing down contact with some friends on here.#I've been so all over the place in rl that I barely could keep contact with Anyone.#drags hands down face.#OUT OF CHARACTER.#TO BE DELETED.

oopsprompts

“Do you have any idea how many people are dead because I wasn’t clever enough, wasn’t quick enough, wasn’t strong enough, wasn’t good enough?”

#yikes.#tbt.

I love you

❛ and I you. but I’m still not growing my beard back anytime soon. ❜ though it will make a come-back when he’s too enticed in his next project to bother with self-grooming….. or sleep, for that matter. it’s a waiting game of when, just never intentional.

he’s made it a habit to pour Arthur’s coffee first, though he’s still not sure if the other enjoys drinking them or not - he’s just never declined, so Bruce just never stopped making it. setting the mug on the table in front of him, he uses his newly freed hand to reach over and give the atlantean’s own beard a gentle little tug, as if to prove some kind of invisible point. ❛ you’ve got the bristly kisses provided. ❜ and he’ll steal one before he heads out.

#he's not complaining tho....#he likes the... bristly kisses.....#atlantisking

✊ but in the face. gently. with my mouth.

Send “✊” to punch my muse!

mmm, he leans into the kiss, hooking an arm around her back to tug her closer for another. his coffee stained breath steals one more kiss -- a second -- a third, before letting her go. he reaches over to fix the collar and smooth back her hair, fingers lingering for a moment longer against her neck.