STACY, G.

dick: i can't use a face on you to get what i want. gwen: but you can take your shirt off. that works for me.

' i love you, i’ve always loved you, i will always love you '

it’s commitment, it’s devotion, it goes often without saying, but is felt nonetheless. it’s accepting that you would travel to hell and back for them if they asked and knowing that they would do the same for you. it’s an old ache, long after they’ve burrowed deep into your chest and settled there like a weight- grounding, an anchor point. even when you’re apart, you can still feel the shape of them, it’s like phantom pain. neither of you can help but succumb to the other’s gravity, yet neither of you fear the collision. it means that you trust them, that they make you feel safe, that they feel like home.

She was his light in the worst of times, when he thought he wouldn’t see it for some time. A small smile appeared on his lips when she spoke, leaning in to press a quick kiss to her lips. “Yeah? Why is that?”

he’s just... she has no idea how to verbalise everything. the blonde, when she came to gotham, had lost everything. her family, the man she loved. and then she met him. everything suddenly made sense, even if she tried her hardest to fight it. ❛ you just are. i can’t explain it. i can’t even begin to try.❜

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🕷 ⸻ ❝ you look amazing . ❞

❛ i look like a mess, pete. ❜ still, she laughs, taking a moment to kiss his cheek. ❛ thank you though. ❜

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“Maybe you’re too good for me.”

❛ hmmm, ❜ the blonde hums for a moment. ❛ i happen to think you’re perfect for me. ❜