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[unbreakableprxmise]

“I’ve got you”

Send “I’ve got you” to help Diana wash blood off her body ;; Accepting!

It’s strange to her, really. Not that someone would want to help her, but the feeling of him removing pieces of her armor in order to wash away remnants of the battle. Like many others who were considered to be heroes, her body could easily stitch itself back together, leaving behind no scar– there’s no trace of her being injured except the blood that had dried there.

She’s quiet while he works the wet cloth against her skin, but she moves with him when necessary. Her hands reach back to hold her hair up and out of the way when the cloth gets to her shoulder– the spot where she’d taken the biggest of hits and, honestly, she’s fairly certain that some of the blood had made its way down inside her armor from that one– and, eventually, a soft smile graces her features when he’s back in front of her and she can properly look at him again.

“Thank you, Kal,” she murmurs as her hands release her hair and instead move to frame his face, guiding him closer so she can press a kiss to his forehead.

[alwaysthepretender-blog]

“Where are you going at this hour?”

Late Night Wanderings Sentence Starters || @ofkryptcn ( @reckless-wildfire a Dani was mention)

        “ OH!!  “ 

Elliot spins around and shifts nervously from side to side, resisting the urge to fling himself out the window would do them both NO favors so the boy slowly eased his body back into the apartment. 

          This man he seen some time around Dani apartment, and usually when he was around Elliot would make himself scares but today he was NOT expecting the male to be spending the night. How was he now supposed to go out and patrol without letting the other know? It also didn’t help how he had a backpack shoulder if anything he bet the older male though he was Robbing Dani. Maybe he could save this??

           “ I was just…..c-cuh-coming b-buh-back…” he lied shifting uneasy before stepping back in and closing the window. When he turn back to Clark, Elliot stared down at the floor.  

   “D-dont tell d-dani p-puh-please”   He just have to wait up even later for patrol.

[thecharmedmechanic]

"Are you hurt? can you stand up?"

She groaned as she tried to get the world to stop spinning. “I’m fine.” she tried to reason before trying to stand up. It only led to her to fall back against the wall. “Okay, maybe i’m not fine. Damn, jerks got the jump on me. Can’t a girl go to the grocery store without getting mugged?”

[sacredpyre]

. ❛ we can see the whole world down below ❜

Don’t look ! A small part of her seemed to scream as she fought the urge to bury her face against the super’s shoulder. That was what they always said; down look down, if you look down then it’s all over-fear takes over you. Oh but you’ve been scared before, another, braver part of her seemed to whisper but her gaze is still skyward. You’ve been through worst before, just look at what you’ve overcome, A shaky breath rattles her lungs as the blonde pulled her head back, meeting the stare of the hero holding her. There was nothing but kindness and understanding in those gentle blue eyes of his. There was a bit of her there two, the reflection of the gold around here irises. Everything she’s been though she had herself to thank, she wasn’t about to let that change.

 Taking another breath, squaring her shoulders as her hands traveling to grip the forearms of the strong arms wrapped around her waist before casting her gaze beneath them. A loud gasp leaving her lips at the sight.

Stars

Well, city lights. 

City lights almost too far for her eyes to see, twinkling as if they were like stars. Beautiful, rainbow stars that only a lucky few were allowed to see. Stars. Above and beneath her, almost as if she was swimming within them. A feeling she wouldn’t trade for the world. Looking back with the widest, most childlike grin she ever worn Dani Cross wrapped her arm’s around his neck.

“Thank you, thank you for showing me this. “

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[unbreakableprxmise-a]

Years had passed since she’d last seen him, touched him, loved him. Those years had been filled with mourning and attempts to move on, but how could she truly move on from his death? After the horrors she had read about before coming to Man’s Land, she hadn’t expected to find someone so mindful and caring. He had shown her that there was hope for humanity and that hope is what had helped her push forward, helped remind her what she fought for.

She was lost somewhere in a sea of people when the screens along the street began showing the footage. At first, it was a blur of blue and red, something that easily caught many peoples’ attention... but what truly captured her attention was the shot that zoomed in on the man’s features. She knew them. She’d traced her fingertips along them, kissed them, admired them. She can still remember how it felt to cup his jaw in her hands or how his lips felt pressed against her own. Diana never thought she would see his face again, not after she’d stood back and watched him be buried.

Diana doesn’t give herself time to think, that’s difficult to do when her breath is caught in her throat and her eyes have gone teary, she just does. She moves quickly, not just out of the crowd, but out of the city she had currently been calling home and into New York. Days had gone by-- maybe weeks, she’d begun to lose count-- before she spotted him.

“Clark?” Her voice is shakier than she had expected it to be as she stepped closer to the man she had loved and lost years ago. “I thought--” you were dead she leaves off, “how is this possible?”

@ofkryptcn

[astranxmica-a]

@ofkryptcn || continued from here 

      Diana understood how he felt even without the words. His face was expressive in a way that transmitted his thoughts and intentions almost directly into her soul-- she could read him and understand him like she could no human. “Kal,” she murmured in a quiet tone, “you can’t blame yourself for doing your best-- you and I, we can do amazing things, but we can not do everything.” She put her forehead to his own, forced blue eyes to look into her own. She needed him to hear her, listen to her, understand her. “Do not give into this darkness. The world needs you.” 

[robbing-the-hood-a]

“You look really pale.”

SICKNESS STARTERS || @ofkryptcn|| Acc.

      “Iv had worse.” was the typical Bat response.

 He tries ignoring the feel of warm blood down his side, Can already guess that the field dressing he gave himself earlier was soaked threw now and wasnt doing much with holding back the blood. Course no one before had said anything but that may had something to do with his Coat hiding it away. 

           But not like a being with x-ray vision, super smell, and common sense couldn’t tell that blood lose was a condition the Bat was facing right now. Superman practically could almost read Bat language himself. For a second the screen swarms in front of him, he sways just lightly before a Strong hand seems to steady him. Takes a grounding breath threw his nose before nodding at the Man. 

             “I just….Need to get threw this. And then i promise you can whisk me away for Help.” He grits as he dives back into the algorithm of code. 

[titus-wayne-blog]

🎁

@ofkryptcn

A NEW CAPE!!! TITUS loves HIs new CAPE!!! and not just that but!

HIS NEW SQUEAKY TOY!!

[urkynon]

       ❝ why can’t i just live with you ?! i HATE it here ! ❞

               { @ofkryptcn liked for baba kara }

[butlerrisms]

@azsaszin, @streetrashed, @lilflamebug, @ofkryptcn

My muse had been kidnapped and tortured for the past week send “I’m here- I’m here, now” for your muse to save them.

“Took...took your bloody time...did ya...”

He manages to get the words out even as he strained to stay awake and not fall asleep. Even as his body ached all over from being hung from the ceiling by the chains, forcing him to stay on his tippy toes or breaking his arms. Not that his right shoulder wasn’t already dislocated from the fight he put up when they grabbed him. 

Torture wasn’t something new to Alfred Pennyworth, and these guys, they were amateurs compared to the ones he had faced as a younger man. He could take their punishment. Not that they liked that they couldn’t break him, that they couldn’t make him cry or beg. No matter the blows, the cuts, the whips, the waterboarding, and electrocution though, Alfred had stayed silent. He would endure, even as he shivered now with shock no doubt settling into his bones. The cold air sharp against his wet and bloodied form, bruises forming all over and peeking out from behind his torn blood spilled suit.

[badreturns-m]

@ofkryptcn cont. 

“ It’s the law, digger. Everyone has to follow it. “

❝Huh? Well what ‘bout the Queen? She don’t gotta follow nothin’. She fuckin’ drives without a license, mate!❞

[batisms]

♚   —–  @ofkryptcn  ♥ ‘d   for  a  HALLOWEEN  starter.  

                “i was just trying to carve this pumpkin. but -- i ended up ruining it.”

[drsncw-a]

@ofkryptcn and I plotted a thing

She had been working on the cortex when the doors to the elevator opened and in walked Superman, well in reality they all knew his real name. But still, she felt that since he was dressed in his superhero suit, she had to think Superman. From the cameras she could see he was holding something, which only made her curious. “Hey, what’s going on?”

[xspitfire-a]

"Hey, Kiddo, have fun at school today? "

“-That’s not how school works. “

@ofkryptcn

[sacredpyre]

❝ My underwear are now bright pink because of you, thank you very much. ❞

obscenely domestic starter sentences Accepting

“ Me ? “ There’s noticeable hint of disbelief in the young mother’s tone as she sits aside her paperwork to point at herself as she stared up at the other. “ Oh no, no i know how to do the laundry. thank you. I believe the culprit you looking for is a bit shorter. “ She remarked as her finger pointed in a different direction, towards the golden haired child running about the yard with her favorite stuffed animal. “ Ah i think Mr red dragon wanted to go for a ride. I told you not to show her how the washing machine worked. “

@ofkryptcn

[unbreakableprxmise-a]

❝ Your hand looks heavy can I hold it for you? ❞ -Soulmate verse

Pick up lines ;; Accepting!

The line is horrible and sweet all at once and Diana has to admit that his use of it makes her a bit giddy, like some young girl who is speaking to her crush. It’s a simple gesture he’s asking for, one he knows he needs no permission for, yet he’s asking anyway. A smile slowly dances across her lips, lighting up her features.

❝ You always have permission for that, ❞ she responds while extending her hand out toward his. A jolt of excitement runs through her the instant her skin touches his, her fingers pressing into the spaces between his, linking their hands together. A warmth spreads through her then, like a constant energy coursing through her veins. It happens every time their skin is in contact and she cannot get enough of it. Maybe that’s why she draws their hands up and presses her lips to each of his knuckles; she knows the way her skin remembers the sensation of his kisses for minutes after the fact, so she hopes he gets to enjoy the same feeling.