#badchickgamora

“ shit! ” jessica cried out as one of the octopus’ arms came crashing down, missing her just. she rolled to the side before gliding off and away from the crumbling building she was stood on. “ we need a plan of attack, we can’t just shoot the bastard and hope for the best. he a smart guy, probably knows what moves we’re gonna pull before we do. ” the spider barked to anyone who was close enough to listen, wiping the sweat that had formed on her brow.

“You know, I think I might be too sexy for this shirt. This might just be Bobby’s and not mine...”

Literally all of the batfam, her mom, her daughter (if she ever saw her again)

I’d watch Netflix with all night: Bruce.  

💖 : inspire me→ @beliefinlove→ @badchickgamora→ @marvelmiss→ @fkabatgirl→ @tjwagncr

💚 : brighten my day when i see them.→ @meddlingloki→ @badchickgamora→ @vvctson→ @intellectbeast→ @nocteos

🐣 “Would you…” The boy looked at his scuffed black boots, wondering if he should start this conversation. “Would you mind if I asked you some questions? Not any kind of investigative questions. Just… some personal stuff, I guess.” He had a lot of things that he wondered about the assassin, but was anxious about asking. “I don’t know. I just think that maybe we should get to know each other a little if we’re going to be working together.”