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no.   [ 'nothing that you can help with anyway,'   deniz thinks.   she rests the bag on the ledge of the roof's parapet wall,   looking down to where his eyes are directed.   she maintains a respectable distance from the other. ]   one of my coworkers told me that this was a decent spot to come up to and look at the city lights.   i decided to come up here the one time i finished my shift at night rather than in the morning.   [ which was only possible because she was asked to cover one of her coworker's shifts.   her exhaustion isn't so clearly seen in this darkness of the night. ]   
            
            i didn't expect to see you here..   am i interrupting something?

༄    D⃨E⃨L⃨I⃨V⃨E⃨R⃨E⃨D⃨ T⃨O⃨:⃨     ✮    @lacrymosas    
            
            O1.    ⤷      ❛  Long enough to 
            know that you’ve been watching 
            me.     ❜    
            
                       I squint at Deniz.  Eyeing the cartoon of Cecil’s in her grasp.  Did she just have dinner?      &⃨      why was she here at this time? It almost twelve forty—five.  This was the first time she was seeing me as the Bat. 
            
                       I’m still facing the city streets below, gazing at pedestrians walking the city streets.  Alongside me,  I hear the shuffle of heeled shoes     &⃨      the faint crinkle of a bag. 
            
            O2.    ⤷      ❛  Why exactly 
            are you here?  Do you need
            help with something?  A 
            possible threat ?  ❜    

@lazarusoath   ➲    rolling around in all of your love & affection rn

@lazarusoath     ▕     ❛  Did you come here to psycho—analyze me, Talia? Or have you came here with news?  Please, get on with it.      ❜

@svengalie     ▕     ❛   (…)   There’s a bullet lodged in your forearm.  Need I say more?      ❜    I squint,  taking in the damage.  She pretends to be indifferent, but I can see everything on her face.  The subtle facial grimace, the twitch of her lips.  She’s in pain.  ❛    You’re coming with me.  ❜    

i'm not capable of living the life i want,  brucie.  im trying sure but it's still ..  a lot. 　[ she leans into his touch with a sigh, only slowly nibbling on one of the cookies, ] 　all i can do for now is just ..  try to look good while being a mess.

@bloodlett   ▕     ❛   Kit—kat.   ❜   It’s a name I haven’t said in a long time, the affection seems to roll off my tongue with ease. I pick up a snickerdoodle cookie, inviting her to grab one with me.  I never had any wisdom any death or disease, I think I’m one of the worst people to discuss this with.  (…)   But,  I can try.   My hand decides to settle on her shoulder.
            
                       ❛   Have you been living the kind of life you want to live?   Not for the tabloids,  not for anyone else.   Just you.   If not, maybe you need to reconsider what you’re doing.  ❜    I reason,  rubbing at her shoulders in smooth gentle motions.   Hopefully, I’m doing something right.

[ hesitation as she looked at the cookies.  snickerdoodles — her favorite. ] 　my heart stopped earlier today while i was working.  it wasn't bad but i ..  felt it you know ?  i can't stop thinking about when i die ..  what kind of stories will they write about me ?

༄    D⃨E⃨L⃨I⃨V⃨E⃨R⃨E⃨D⃨ T⃨O⃨:⃨     ✮    @heartsoirs     
            
            O1.    ⤷      ❛  You’re home now,  
            this is home,  Anaisa.   I missed 
            you,  same with everyone else.   
            You’re so—  ❜    
            
                       It is a   (…)   momentous statement from me,  I know that. I should’ve said I love you      &⃨      so much more. But the words die on my tongue.   I’m slowly working on things Chum      &⃨      Jaylad told me to fix, to better.  How I could  (…)  to do more,  how I could be more.   I would do it all for my family.   
            
                       It’s not long before I show her the manor once more,  there was house warming party set for Ana.  Orchestrated by Alfred      &⃨      me, along with everyone else in the manor.  Her suitcases are in my grip,  I’m quick to direct her towards the kitchen with a soft smile.  It’s uncharacteristically quiet in the manor.  (For once,) thank goodness.  
            
            O2.    ⤷      ❛  By crowded,    
            you mean all this  […] 
            unnecessary  clutter we  
            have?  I’ve never stepped
             on so many stray shoes
            before,  Isa.    But— no one 
            touched your room. I (…) 
            couldn’t.  Besides, I think 
            you’d hold a grudge towards 
            me forever.  I can’t have that,  
            can I?  Besides that,  how is— 
            well. Uhm, everything.  ❜    

@vengcent   ⟡   it's been too long (she said, her voice carrying a mixture of joy and affection. anaisa felt a lump forming in her throat, the overwhelming emotion threatening to surface. with a conscious effort, she let out a relieved sigh, masking the intensity of her feelings. as he let her go, she carried the warmth of that welcome with her, a reassuring reminder that she was where she belonged. reluctantly acknowledging, she found the solitude of living on her own a bit overwhelming, particularly in the aftermath of a recent breakup. moving back home after sharing years of life with someone accentuated the loneliness.) i really missed home. the place seems a bit crowded around here. have i already lost claim to my room?

@heartsoirs     ▕     ❛   It’s   (…)  a nice surprise.       ❜   It’s hard not to get choked up, a smile threatens to escape.  I disguise it with a soft chuckle.   Arms find a home around Anaisa’s head, pulling her close for a tight embrace.  A soft kiss is placed on her temple.  And I let her go.   ❛   Welcome home, Ana.  ❜    

@korystar       ▕        Kory,  (..)  I’ll talk to Nightwing— his absence, surely there’s an important reason  (…)   Right?