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no matter what it takes, i won't let anything happen to you. ❜ (Carisi to Lucy or Brianna?) @heartsofhabit

Having the League of Shadows gunning for her wasn't entirely breaking news. It is a grim, grim reality since she quietly broke ranks.

A shameful, guilty swallow escapes the billionairess at his feckless declaration. She is touched by his offering. Yet, Wayne is keenly aware that she gets people closest to her killed. A fact that is engraved in every fathomless corridor of her mind. Shadows of worriment color oaken orbs as they sweep adoringly over his features. Even sans bat-suit, her urge is to keep him as far OUT of harm's way as humanly possible.

With a wistful, reluctant sweep of her tongue over the bridge of her lip, she manages to speak. "I take it that the NYPD found the threat to my life to be exceedingly credible?" She questions, broaching the distance between them slowly.

Sucking in a breath casually, she continues. "As a result, I've been placed in your care? That is, thanks to the petitioning of a certain Butler of mine to a certain friendly commissioner. Am I close?" A part of her welcomes his presence. Anyone with so fine a figure, and kind of heart is welcome around Wayne Enterprise and Wayne Manor.

A spike of fear enters her otherwise calm facade. If he's going to be assigned to her, it was going to make her comings and goings as the bat a hundred times more difficult. She offers him a flute of champagne. "We might as well make your time entertaining, no?"

Wayne is certainly NOT above flirting with her own protective detail. Especially, when they come as attractive as this detective did.

#muse: Brianna Wayne #heartsofhabit #forgive me if this isn't the best starter. been interrupted every three minutes XDDDD #she wants to protect him as well #also when given the choice- you're going to get multiple. You'll get one from Lucy too XD

"Wait - you're bleeding." (From River Cartwright)

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His brow rose. "It's just--a flesh wound." Perhaps it was more, he didn't know. His pain tolerance was...different since Northern Ireland. Or perhaps it didn't matter as much to him anymore, perhaps he was just tired. "Nothing some bandages can't fix, I suppose."

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She could still feel the way Mark had protected the back of her head as he pushed her against the wall. Even in the heat of the moment, he’d cared enough to make sure she wasn’t hurt. As she adjusted her coat, the memory of his tender gaze flickered through her mind. It had been so long since anyone had looked at her like that—like she was special, the center of their universe.

She tried to compose herself, but a tear slipped free anyway. “I’m sorry,” she murmured. “This is so… embarrassing.” And then @heartsofhabit had to go and say something like, It’s okay to feel emotional afterward. From what heavenly clay had this man been crafted?

She shook her head, refusing to let her feelings ruin her makeup. “Can’t let you see me without my mask,” she chuckled softly, patting her pockets in search of a napkin or tissue, hoping one would magically appear.

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why don't we talk this through? (From Carisi)

"I'M KIND BECAUSE I CHOOSE TO BE" PROMPTS

“What is there to talk through, Detective?” Jan gestured at the sign she had found on her apartment door —I’M WATCHING YOU— and then at her side, where the stitched stab wound was healing. “Isn’t this enough evidence for you to accept that I’m being targeted?”

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this doesn't have to end in violence. (From tim jamieson)

"I'M KIND BECAUSE I CHOOSE TO BE" PROMPTS

And here Jan thought that escaping prison would be the toughest part of her week. Security there had been laughable and, thanks to Sazz’s training, she had been able to successfully escape through sheer skill. Reaching the abandoned building felt like a victory—at least enough to get her through the night. She could find clean clothes, maybe dye her hair, disappear properly come morning. Instead, she found herself pinned between a security guard and a grimy wall in a dimly lit room.

Slowly, she lifted her hands to give the impression that she was unarmed; she still had the gun she had taken from the prison guard she had to shoot in order to escape. “Not sure who you’re looking for,” she said evenly, voice calm despite the adrenaline humming under her skin, “but all you’ve found is a lost civilian here.” A lie, delivered with perfect composure.

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‘ i killed it. ’ (for vivi from karlach - forgot to add that last time oops)

frankenstein (2025) sentence starters.

“i ---” oh hells. eadro's watery fucking grave. “i can see that!” vivi inhaled and stopped herself speaking further, fighting to ensure that there was enough in her lungs to keep her voice level --- or try to. it was more effort than she would have liked to admit, as much as she had liked to think of herself as a bit of an adventurer.

“........” there was blood in her mouth. why was there blood in her mouth? then she realized it was probably from the blood spray. from the force of the tiefling's axe colliding with the gnoll's neck. she didn't even hesitate, nor did she offer explanation nor apology as she uttered the incantation to create water and a cloudless rain dropped upon them both from the heavens and washed away the spray of sanguine. the cleric edged away from where she'd pressed herself against the rock face in effort to hide from those wretched claws. she could still see the monster's hideous, beady, doglike gaze in her mind's eye, saliva running from its jaws for a sanguinous meal! “that was too close, are you good?”

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❝ i never meant to get this close, but now that i have i can't let you go. ❞ (from billy)

a tender glimpse beneath the surface || @heartsofhabit

"Oh, you didn't mean to get this close? You could have fooled me." Henry smirks, rolling over and leaning against Billy's chest as they shared his bed.

His hand moves low, under the sheets, and settles between his lover's thighs, rubbing. "You don't have to let me go. Hang on tight." He kissed at Billy's neck, his ear, his jawline.

"I'm right here, just relax and enjoy it."

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❝ i've seen you at your worst and i'm still standing here. ❞ (From Carisi)

a tender glimpse beneath the surface || @heartsofhabit

Luckily for any potential romantic partners, Henry's worst wasn't the usual fair. He was calm, forgiving, patient, kind, all the things a lover should be. Instead, his partner had to accept, and maybe deal with, other things, more unusual things.

"I appreciate it. I'm glad I haven't scared you off." Sometimes his contact with the dead could be concerning or downright terrifying to onlookers. "I never wanted my ability to affect anyone in my life, but sometimes it can't be helped. I'm just thankful you believe me. And nothing I do can hurt you, I promise, I won't let it."

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