#shelassos

[castlle]

"Oh, it's not so good for an Amazon to have sugar. Trust me." She smiles sweetly, offering no further explanation. "You go ahead. I will enjoy through you."

"Diana, if this cake is poisonous, it won't work on me or make me sick. People have tried, y'know." Clark looked at her suspiciously before looking at the cake and wondering if it would just come alive and crawl at him.

[cowled]

"He's here." Some names cause too much of an ache to speak. With the tears in her eyes, there's only one man she could be speaking of, though. It's just that she might not be crying for the reasons Bruce thinks. "He's alive."

Bruce closed his eyes, he knew who she meant. It felt like another dagger in his body, the cool blade of the knife digging deep, and creeping to the rest of his bones. He knew he told Diana he liked her because of the rope, but he meant for his confession not to be heard anytime soon. Alfred kept pushing him to say it sooner, but Bruce didn't know if Diana had moved on from Steve yet. It's one thing to sleep with someone, it's another to have someone else in their heart and there's no room for someone else.

Although, Barry's gone and left them for another universe, he couldn't help but think about him. Why he did what he did – endangering everyone and everything to save his mother. The aftermath is apparent here. Bruce has a whole family now. One that truly believes they've always been here, and had him as a father. The hardest person to face was Dick – to see him grown up and alive almost shook him to his core.

There are so many things he wants to say to Diana. How he's horrified that another Bruce would adopt children, and then they become vigilantes like him, but he understood once he spent time with them. They choose this life – in some form or another – and there was nothing he could do. Something he thinks the other Bruce would realize.

But he's focused on the news of Steve being alive right now, and it pains him to say that the darker part of himself is mad that the man has come back.

"So he's here? And you met him... what are you going to do?"

[knightwar]

He has to act fast. He has to keep moving. One wrong move and they descend upon him like a horde. He’s seen these moves before. He’s been taught by the best, after all. But even that isn’t much when you’re dehydrated, concussed and clearly running on very little sleep.

( Tsk. He’s faced worse odds. )

He sees an escape. He just waits for one of them to make a mistake. And the clash ends abruptly when they all meet in the middle, fists and swords and shields and his grapple gun - wiry now and slower than it used to be - latches onto a window sill and flings him out from the center of it all. Only to snap when he was barely 20 feet off the ground without any purchase. Fuck. He missed his cape.

He clung to whatever grip he could manage to the end of the broken rope still clinging to the window sill and swung far enough that he thought he had some leeway of an advantage from the horde of Amazons once they notice he was gone. He didn’t need them. He needed her. And it’s almost like lightning strike - he senses the static in the air before it’s a BANG. And his spine cries before he does, slammed against the nearby wall and pinned with a sword against his throat only to stare up at HER.

“ D-Diana…HELP.”

@shelassos .

[heirofdracula]

@shelassos asked: “Let’s not do that again.”

"I believe it's called being a good sport." Though, there was true doubt that she would see it that way. Bruce, while he may be many things, rarely if ever truly played nice. It just wasn't his style nor did he think that it would matter very much in the long run if he ever did so in the first place.

"If you don't like it?" There was a shrug. "I can always do the rest myself. As my original plan was intended."

[crimefightr]

He has to act fast. He has to keep moving. One wrong move and they descend upon him like a horde. He's seen these moves before. He's been taught by the best, after all. But even that isn't much when you're dehydrated, concussed and clearly running on very little sleep.

( Tsk. He's faced worse odds. )

He sees an escape. He just waits for one of them to make a mistake. And the clash ends abruptly when they all meet in the middle, fists and swords and shields and his grapple gun - wiry now and slower than it used to be - latches onto a window sill and flings him out from the center of it all. Only to snap when he was barely 20 feet off the ground without any purchase. Fuck. He missed his cape.

He clung to whatever grip he could manage to the end of the broken rope still clinging to the window sill and swung far enough that he thought he had some leeway of an advantage from the horde of Amazons once they notice he was gone. He didn't need them. He needed her. And it's almost like lightning strike - he senses the static in the air before it's a BANG. And his spine cries before he does, slammed against the nearby wall and pinned with a sword against his throat only to stare up at her.

" D-Diana...Help."

@shelassos .

[crimefightr]

CASE FILES  : BILLIONAIRE. BIBLIOPHILE. PHILANTROPIST. PLAYBOY. PRINCE OF GOTHAM.

[vireous]

"I'm not in the mood to deal with you." He already had to deal with one specific pantheon of Gods recently. The last thing he needed was to have to deal with a subset of another.

"Don't you have something more important to do? Saving a child perhaps? Maybe the world from some self made cataclysmic event and not bother one of the most powerful beings in all creation?"

( @shelassos )

[e1igius]

the cause of heroes was something that had never sat right with the veteran , the marine stared at the world and wondered how was it that all of these people continued to allow the world to operate the way it did when chaos reigned over it , and they had the power to stop it. he would never understand , he wasn't sure he wanted to. still he always seemed to find himself in front of gold , god or glory. and in front of him he wasn't sure if he was seeing all three or if he was hallucinating... eyes glance down at the blood on his hands and then spark back up to the woman. ❝ it was an accident ? ❞

@shelassos ! gets a small thing