Human hearts are not made of stone.
Thank Thor.
They can break, and heal, and beat again.
It wasn't that I was forgetting about Steve, I would never forget him, but I couldn't spend the rest of my life moping in the dark, listening to angry music. If I was going to start a new life, I might as well start it now.
I woke up sometime in the early morning and found Bruce's arms around me, his face nestled into my neck. I turned over to face him and kissed his cheek, and I traced the scars on his back with one finger. He squeezed me tighter.
Reluctantly, I slowly removed myself from his embrace. There was still unfinished business I needed to attend to. I silently got dressed and left a note for Bruce on the nightstand.
Bruce, I have unfinished with Ra's al Ghul, and I'll be back soon. The boy's and Alfred are here for you, I don't like the idea of you rattling around a mansion by yourself. We all need family. I've been on my own since I was 16. I never really fit in anywhere, even before that night. My faith's in people, I guess. Individuals. And I'm happy to say that, for the most part, they haven't let me down. Which is why I can't let Yelena's people down either.
You know who I am
Something I found in my notes from way back when I first came up with Indiana in 2019.
I made a meme out of it.
Meme of the day
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The Last Avenger [What If...? x DCAMU Crossover]
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