#rvnsaway

[malletqueen-blog]

@rvnsaway​

        ❝ honey ya REALLY need to work on your form . your arms are just flailing about ! ❞ super slo-mo cam ? she got it . from where ? gal will never give away her sources .

[atlantisking]

@rvnsaway replied to your photo “i’m sorry i’m gonna stop now but this is too funny”

he grab the tide tiddy

i feel dirty just by reading this sentence >_>

[weaponwept]

                     @ofvelociitas  continued.

 it  was  only  a  few  hours  ago  he’d  arrived  in  central  city,  he’d  been  hoping  for  a  bit  longer  before  things  took  a  turn  for  the  unusual.  admittedly  he’s  momentarily  distracted  trying  to  picture  the  woman  washing  (  what  he  can  only  imagine  are  more  than  a  few  )  cats  while  singing.  and  here  he  thought  gotham  was  strange  cause  they  had  a  guy  dressed  as  a  bat,  did  every  city  have  a  weirdness  quota  it  had  to  fill?  at  least  the  rumours  he’d  overheard  on  the  bus  here  of  a  blur  saving  people  made  more  sense  now.  joey  couldn’t  deny  that  it  was  pretty  awesome  how  this  guy  had  taken  down  the  thief  in  the  blink  of  an  eye.

 he  shrugs,  hitching  his  bag  higher  on  his  shoulder.  ❛  i  don’t  really  have  anyone  to  tell.  so  i  guess  your  secret’s  safe  with  me.  ❜  in  his  experience  no  one  really  paid  attention  to  what  kids  had  to  say  anyway  so  it  was  better  to  just  keep  what  he  saw  to  himself.  safer  that  way  too.  ❛  that  was  cool  by  the  way,  how  you  just  kind  of  ...  ❜  joey  tries  to  imitate  the  ‘shwoop’  sound  of  the  wind  rushing  by  and  gestures  towards  the  tied  up  criminal,  before  realising  he  should  probably  just  be  quiet  before  he  looks  like  an  idiot.

[americanarchived]

                It was a gesture of camaraderie, an offering to connect with those who had risked their lives for the earth’s survival. It was a gesture where no one expected an acceptance, yet there Clark was ------- riding alongside them in the aircraft headed back to Gotham City. Steppenwolf was gone. A small Russian city freed from fear, and rich with new growth. It was a beautiful victory. It would have been easier, even preferred, to have kindly declined and broken barriers in the sky alone, reaching home faster than the blink of an eye. Easier, but somehow this felt nicer. And yes, maybe even convenient...considering how the sudden pull of fatigue gripped him tightly. So much energy spent; so many emotions sorting themselves through a whirlwind of memories. This was good. This allowed him to rest, alongside good company. He observed mostly; bright eyes wandering from one member to the next ------- learning their breathing pattern, memorizing their heartbeats. Important things to remember. He would smile, but eventually, he simply allowed his eyes to rest. So rest he did. A little time escaped, and for a short while things were quiet.

               It was startling; the stomach growl so loud, and so miserable that it drew him from slumber almost immediately, and with a snort to follow. Bewildered (paired with amusement ) shown in his stare, Clark tracked down the culprit. The younger one off to the side    -------- slowpoke.  ❝ Whoa, easy there godzilla, ❞ a lame joke, no doubt, but he pressed forward from his slouch, giving his attention to the other.  ❝ Starving? Yeah, me too... ❞ impatience, and a slight lack of interest in simply ASKING Bruce Wayne, he rose off his feet and peered past metals of the machine, searching for anything edible. Alas, food was found.  ❝ Hang on a second. ❞ He was gone just as quickly as he returned. Handing him the stash, Clark propped a seat beside him ------ keeping a measly apple for himself, and chewing out a chunk. A pause. The first real thing he’d eaten in what feels like ages, and it’s taste was crisp and amazing. There was a grin from ear to ear, and he continued until there was nothing but the thinnest core.  

           ❝ That was magnificent. I definitely don’t remember them tasting this good. Maybe it’s because they’re ‘Bruce Wayne’s’ apples. Go figure, right? ❞ 

∟ @rvnsaway liked for a JL STARTER.

[butlerrisms]

Alfred is also counting @cybcrgg & @rvnsaway among his newly acquired grandchildren

[leoftz]

@rvnsaway continued from -- x.

                    it took Fitz a good moment or two to realise that there was something not right with Barry. he just so happened to glance in the speedster’s direction and notice that he was swaying on the spot, and the way he was blinking rapidly set off alarm bells in the engineer’s head. Fitz wasn’t quick enough to speak up -- Barry was already falling forwards.

                    Fitz was far from the most agile person, especially compared to someone like Barry, but he rushed towards the other to grab him before he could hit the floor. he gripped onto the superhero, doing his best to hold him up. ❛ uh, Barry? ARE YOU FEELING OKAY? ❜

[butlerrisms]

@rvnsaway

“Well, it’s a packed pantry, all sorts of things you can eat or we can make...” Alfred opens it up for the young one to look at, “You’re welcome to have it all...not likely anyone around here will ever eat it...”

[leoftz]

rvnsaway replied to your post: ok, i know fitz played cod once upon a time in s2...

winston :^)))

YES.