#cowled

@cowled: Favorite cigarette brand?

he's famous for his love of silk cut cigarettes!! i think the joke is that he smokes low-tar/cytrel substitute because it's 'better for his health' while he fucks around doing everything that could ever possibly get a man killed.

height comparison

injured

☀️-- Blues met blues even through the cowl as he was helped to his feet.

"Water... and a lot of electricity...." he managed. The place was dark now that the power had been cut and the electrical ends stopped sparking. There was still the faint smell of singed hair and cloth and flesh from the electrocution. Not to mention sopping wet from having fallen, convulsing, into the water. "A little sun in the morning and I'll be fine again."

☀️-- It was hardly his first time at Wayne Enterprises, it was hardly his first time interviewing Bruce. Yet every time they had to act, at least for a time, as if they did not know one another. As if they were not quite familiar and even the best of friends.

Clark soon found himself sat with Bruce, a tape recorder between them after a tour of a new developmental project for the conglomerate.

"Off the record, but honestly, this is so much easier than being sent to interview Luthor," he confided almost quietly. Gratefully.

Describe my muse horribly!

"You make it sound like it's a problem." She could make some kind of comment or clap back, but Lois knows they're right. It's something she's actually quite proud of. People really don't like her getting a hold of a story, because they know she'll cover every angle there is to be had. She's good at her job. Nothing wrong with that.

@cowled said: ❛  i  woke  up  and  the  first  thing  i  wanted  was  you  .  ❜

Bruce moves her heart, even if he does not persuade the melancholy to abandon her face entirely. She never wonders if he means what he says, truly. The only one she has known him to lie to is himself. Alas, the other truth about Bruce is that he is a man who carries many truths, a man who exists in multitudes. So, she believes him when he says he wanted her upon his awakening, and she also believed him when he said he no longer wished to see her. Now, she stares at him, eyes blinking at expected intervals, though inside her chest, warmth spreads.