City Council meeting on Tuesday night in Ferguson. Part 1.
“You know, maybe the spirits are trying to shut down the movie because they think it sucks. Because, I mean, it kinda does.”
"What?" Jane questioned, turning to look at the man next to her. "This
I couldn’t let him die, Bobby. I couldn’t. He’s my brother.
#and the worst part is dean’s face at the end #he can’t see any of bobby’s love #he can’t see how precious and good and heroic he is in bobby’s eyes #all he sees is bobby’s pain #so he heaps on another helping of shame for hurting one more person he cares about (via wallmakerrelict)
It’s a heavy fucking thing Jane O_O
You’d wear it beautifully but do say goodbye to any chance at a normal life D:
I’m pretty sure Jane gave up the chance for a normal life a long time ago. She’d probably try to avoid it if he ever offered, but it would be someting if she did accept it.
”..Without killing..how would you do it?” He knew he was speaking hypothetically by now, simply curious to her answer. She could do it, if the time ever came where he became unable of protecting the city.. Jane could do it.
She sighed, thinking it over. “Incapacitate him. But make sure that when he gets brought in, he doesn’t go the Blackgate. That place won’t keep him in, Arkham has a better chance of keeping him locked up.” But even Arkham had it’s issues. “He’ll be hiding now, especially now that he knows you’re back and after the shit with my shoulder, he’ll want to stay hidden for a while.”
"Can’t I drop by to make sure you haven’t fallen off the face of the Earth? Or gotten injured?"
"No Jane, what do you 'want'. You’ve been after Black mask for a while… I haven’t been around.. How do you want to do this?”
She glanced at the other in surprise. “How I do things isn’t how you do them. I’m a murderer, Bruce, something I’ve come to accept. But I won’t involve you in something like that. I’ll deal with Sionis, on my time.”
i’m the type of person that if we’re roleplay partners and i really enjoy your writing i’ll follow you anywhere. seriously. you mention you’re starting a new blog? gimme that url. you have this new OC you want to try out? come at me bro. i may not know who the hell your character is, or a damn thing about the fandom, but i’ll still follow. i don’t care what character you play, i just want to write with you.
listen i don’t give a fuck if we’re friends, if we’re playing videogames i will show you no mercy. fuck you. be strong
if u send me something fluffy there’s a nine out of ten chance i can make it painful
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