Bruce Wayne was standing next to the Batmobile in Gotham city. Wonder Woman, Flash, Superman, and Green Lantern were standing behind him in a line as Batman walks away.
"Have you ever had a team before?" Diana asks. Bruce doesn't respond.
Bruce walks away, a look of nostalgia on his face as he turns away from the Justice League and walks out of the room. A booming voice says, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the Flying Graysons!"
A little boy's voice says, "Try and catch me!"
Ryan Potter says, "Batman needs a Robin, Bruce."
A girl, "I missed this."
A cheerful girl says, "Enemy of crime and people who don't like purple."
Another girl says, "I'd like to see you try and stop me from being Batgirl."
And a boy says, "Tt. You're shorter than I expected."
Bruce says, as he is almost completely covered in shadows, "I work alone."
Then there is someone pulling on purple gloves, someone pushing on glasses, pulling on a cowl, blue and black fingers grabbing an eskrima stick, a yellow cape being put on, someone's black mask over her black hair, and a gun being loaded.
"At least now I do.."
DISCLAMER: I don't own many of these characters and I don't own many of these ideas!! SO DON"T BE CALLING ME A COPYCAT!! (Also, Kelly Clarkson's song Nostalgic came on just as I was writing this... how ironic...
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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