"Our souls were cut from the same blanket of night, the same fabric woven, the same stitches of starlight.. we are every bit the same, you and I.. cut from the very same fabric of light."
Our souls were mates from the beginning of time, every bit a dream of everything yours and mine - eUë
hey yeah sorry about your boyfriend. yeah i spun him into yarn, sorry. he was really soft and easy to work with. if you want, i could make him into a sweater? that way you can still wear him. no? ok. sorry.
"Tend to my warm heart like a garden of sunsets, such soft retreat that you could never forget.. throw in a hundred sunrises and that's the best you can get, let's go for a stroll among the stars under a blanket of night.. and we might just kiss amidst the stardust and life with planets twirling around us. What's the fuss in that, let's dance until the moon fades to black.."
Dance with me among the stars and planets until I just can't stand it, kisses planted, god damnit I love you - eUë
5+1 idea: all of the times the batkids came home from patrol to find Bruce absolutely exhausted/collapsed in front of the monitors in the Cave and had to try and get all 220 lbs of him into bed somehow.
dealer’s choice on why he’s knocked out (awake too long, injury, etc) but the key part in my mind is that he was trying so hard to push through it all (keeping their comm lines open, trying to finish a scan after 72 hours of no sleep, ignoring the bandage he just bled through to review Tim’s notes on a case, etc)