#knightlier

LOVE DOES HAPPEN TO DO THAT , but maybe some envious people forget that diana is thousands of years old. she's had years to perfect this love. she's even spent at least a thousand years reserved to themyscira before the threat of ares rose -- she did not always have this same exact love for humanity , or the ability to fight for EVERYONE . there was a point her love was so selfish it was reserved only for the amazons.

... it is not something that just happens. that is the point. LEARNING TO LOVE. learning to forgive. THAT'S BEAUTIFUL.

" i may not like them. contrary to popular belief , there are those in the world i will not love and i will not forgive. i reserve the selfish to desire to protect my peace and especially the peace of my people. some people will need to die and that is not simply out of hatred. it is to protect everything else. "

... all of that , though , was said with this slight smile. something beautiful just curling the corner of diana's lips.

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Tim inspects Kon with his detective's eye, ice blue irises affixing themselves to the angles and planes of a face with which he is already so familiar. "I think you could pull off facial hair, but the goatee probably clashes with those inherited Superman looks. Try some stubble first."

Excitement! Purest elation from the woman drenched in a dark violet glow as a bolt of green light set her skies ablaze. It had been so long since last she felt her own flesh, the sensations of a full and rich life in her gullet were making her giddy.

Ever since Her Folly, she'd spent day in and day out in an incorporeal firestorm of passion, unraveling herself within the battery, feeding her feelings to the battery, bleeding her life for the battery, the battery, the batt-

Gracefully, she stepped first onto the soil of her gracious new throneworld, then took flight that she might meet @knightlier in the air. Her smile was ravenous radiant as she approached; bright, warm and a passionate scarlet mess.

it bothers him, how easily his son welcomes him in every time. how, in these moments where he plays at getting better, joey believes him. sees the best in him. he hates the vulnerability that comes along with being around joseph. the way the boy cracks his shell open, even if only slightly. he ducks when he passes under the doorway, grits his teeth for a moment before speaking.

' and i don't have to lose if i en't the one FIGHTING! it's not my bloody battle, i'm not the one who fucking started it! '

it's a hopeless argument. the kind that spirals down into shit-slinging and punches. the kind he'll have to slink sheepishly back to and avoid apologizing for after everyone's had time to cool down and he's agreed that he's unfortunately fucking WRONG. he's not a fighter; he detests violence, doesn't want to be within toe-touch of a battlefield for the rest of his extended fucking life, let alone get tied into some stupidly self-sacrificial final play — but he's never been able to turn away from a problem when he could do something about it. no matter how small, no matter how FUTILE. no matter how fast it'll probably kill him.

so he does exactly what he always bloody does: he lights a cigarette, and he curses the nearest cape-and-tights. ' fuck me. and fuck you, too. '

some may say it's the lingering effect of trauma. others may say it's guilt. joey doesn't want to put a name to it. he wets his lips. he can do this. he needs to. "it's okay if. you don't, rose."

rose shakes her head , an unknowing answer to joey's signed statement. despite not knowing any sign , it's clear as to what he asked , and she hates that there's guilt there , lingering. ( her mother had no real reason to know asl , and none of rose's guardians since then had even bothered. she hadn't even known joey had known sign speak until -- ).

Logan grins. 

“What, you think that’s the first time I burned up in space?” He laughed, and it trailed off into a cough. Ah, shit. Some part of his breathing was still catching up to the rest of him - probably something in his throat. Motherfucker. He scrubs his mouth with the back of his hand and cracks his neck. 

no guys really his height isn't a sore spot at all he's fine-- / @knightlier