a legend forged. ⁽ᵃᵘᵗᵒᵖˡᵃʸ⁾

     you MUST LEARN TO FALL before you may ever TAKE FLIGHT.   let the wind, and the light guide you. may DARKNESS fester in your breast, and ASH cloud your lungs.              you are an ANGEL to saints.       and you are the DEVIL to sinners. ind. bruce wayne gotham canon

[weltenwellen]

You can’t always be pushing people away. Someday nobody’ll come back.

Jacqueline Woodson, The Dear One  (via weltenwellen)

[jackalborne-blog]

[wayncs-blog]

jackalborne:

                                              EENEY, MEENEY, MINEY, MOE !!!!

                                               WALLY’S BLOGS.

[wayncs-blog]

     ( HEADCANON TIME! )  okay, so i’m pretty sure i’m not the only one that sees the dramatic changes in bruce when it comes to him being ON THE STREETS WITH SELINA, verses in the MANOR WITH ALFRED.  i feel like the manor, is a constant reminder to bruce of his parents murder-- and the fact the murderer/who had hired malone, is still out there, alive, and sleeping soundly in their beds at night.  IT’S A CONSTANT REMINDER, that THEY’RE GETTING AWAY WITH IT.  it’s a CONSTANT REMINDER that keeps him up at night, that plagues him.  every corridor, every room-- it’s not his house, it’s his father’s house, his mother’s house.  HE’S A CHILD, and he can’t disassociate his parents from the manor.  AND SO IT’S SUFFOCATING.  while versus being on the street, he can breath.  he CAN FINALLY BREATH.  and he smiles like in this gif-- the only other time we’ve seen him smile SO GLEEFULLY was when they blew up the door, to his father’s lil secret cave/room, or when alfred finally began to teach him HOW TO FIGHT.

[wayncs-blog]

new bruce tag: ﹠﹠ ﹔ he stood tall and in the shadow of a boy was a man- a cowled bat shrouded in black abyss ⁽ ᵇʳᵘᶜᵉ ʷᵃʸᶰᵉ⋅ ⁾

[vibraniumhamsterball]

[wayncs-blog]

tallymarkcd:

Victor wasn’t surprised when the youngest Wayne showed up at his place. The underground circulation of hitmen for hire were all in a tizzy over who killed the Waynes; Zsasz, to be completely honest, wasn’t quite sure who did it himself. There was rumors and more than one person claiming to have pulled the trigger. Showing off false pearls and telling made-up stories of that fateful night in the alleyway. But ANYONE who was ANYONE knew if you needed information on someone within the society — To talk to Victor Zsasz. “Matches, huh?”  Muscular arms crossed over his chest. Wood creaked as he leaned against the frame of his door. He made out a humming noise, lips pursed into a thin line.  “Sorry, kid. The name doesn’t ring a bell. I’d look in the phone books, if I were you.”

        to be treated like a child, is WORSE THAN death--            for more than once, has the boy FREELY STATED,             he does not fear the COLD EMBRACE that comes after THE WARMTH of life.        it is childhood, that holds him back.  youth, that confines his abilities.  he would be TAKEN SERIOUSLY if he were a man.  but the fact simply is, that he IS NOT a man.     he is a boy.     with the shadow of a COWLED BAT,   standing to his back.             ❛ they say that you, ARE THE MAN to talk to-- mr. zsasz, & i am not leaving without an answer. ❜ NO, because he’s on a mission.  driven by VENGEANCE, rather than JUSTICE.  he’s slowly slipping to become like the people, who had- had his father, AND mother killed.     alfred could see it.  he tried to WARN bruce, of THE PATH he was taking, the DANGERS that could come with it.     and it is not just, the dangers of other people-- that could come to harm him.             but dangers, of HIS OWN MIND,              and OWN DECISIONS. 

[wayncs-blog]

wayncs:

      this is a ‘getting back into the swing of things’ starter call! currently i’m caught up with this season of gotham! feel free TO LIKE THIS FOR A THING.

[gotham-daily]

What do you think about Ben Affleck playing Batman? Brilliant!

[wayncs-blog]

        the pistol selina had managed to slip him, FEELS HEAVY--                 and like it might burn a hole through his pocket.  GIVING AWAY, to everyone he wished to hide it from; that he did, indeed hold such a weapon, amongst HIS PERSONS.         after-all, what kind of guardian would alfred pennyworth be, for letting a ‘child’ have a weapon?    it WOULDN’T BE his fault, that of which bruce would say.  but of the BOYS OWN ambitions.           those run by vengeance, AND anger.             of the dark things, that those who killed his parents... shared now IN COMMON with the boy.   he’s far beyond TURNING BACK--      his path amongst a twisted legacy, has already begun.        one with webbed WINGS, and knightly COWLS held in his future.

                ❛ my sources say you might know where to find, MATCHES MALONE. ❜

      &&. @tallymarkcd

[wayncs-blog]

      this is a ‘getting back into the swing of things’ starter call! currently i’m caught up with this season of gotham! feel free TO LIKE THIS FOR A THING.

[wayncs-blog]

           i just logged on to a scary amount of followers gained-- oh my god.

[the-sad-boy]

[wayncs-blog]

                                          THEY WANNA MAKE ME THEIR KING.                                                    wayncs, IND. bruce wayne!

[wayncs-blog]

         the tale of death, is as old as time-- and as old as life.   FOR ONE cannot exist without THE OTHER.      as creation, comes with destruction, and rain with lightning.      neither necessarily go together,      but it is THE FACT they are so far apart,     that makes them so closely associated.  yet, bruce thought he UNDERSTOOD-- he believed to have known... that death? WAS FINAL.  death a permanent being, took from him, his mother, his father, & so many more that he has never known...     and yet,               - yet death gave JEROME VALESKA pardon... when THE BOY before him, had thought him to be dead.    stabbed in the throat,       there wasn’t supposed to be a ‘COMING BACK’ from that.           yet like an apparition, of fear-- he stood.          wicked little grin, twisted amongst his features, as like a JACKAL-- hungry for the FLESH of his prey, he stood above the smaller teen.

                                     ❛ you’re--     i saw you... i SAW YOU die!❜

      &&. @theirstories / patient 44 au.

[wayncs-blog]

           does this pain ever cease? will it ever fade-- ?     the death OF A MOTHER, and the death OF A FATHER.               the secrets kept held, just under his nose.  a woman, like a DAUGHTER to his father-- and a labratory.  a friend, who BETRAYED their family.... and acted upon the likes of A SIN,  that would damn hugo strange to the seventh layer of hell.  does it EVER stop, hurting?    there are days, he wishes to return to selina and ivy.      the streets beckoned him.  for at least, in THE THROES of poverty, he had been able to smile-- back in the mansion, a smog collects in his mind, that HE CANNOT escape.          a smog, which fills him with dread, and sadness.  a DARKNESS of the likes, that he cannot break away from.  and this is PARTIALLY because he had never tried.  the fire in his heart, fuels him to go forward.  to make those, who had harmed his family-- PAY.            for those WHO betrayed his father-- SUFFER.     he’s become a dark little thing, in guise of a brilliant little boy. 

                                  ❛ . . .   did she have family? karen jennings. ❜

          &&. @theirstories

[wayncs-blog]

                               i’ll tell you my sins, and you can sharpen your knife

[wayncs-blog]

      GUESS WHOSE BACK, BITCHES---  gonna be doing some icons, and revamping a lot of things.