// Sorry for not responding too posts. Been dealing with something at home. Please have patience with me. Will be posting again hopefully in a few hours.
Don’t regret the past, ʲᵘˢᵗ ˡᵉᵃʳⁿ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ⁱᵗ
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MARTHA WAYNE
The Batwoman
• If Martha Survived & became the Bat
• Billionaire
• DC Canon Character AU⠀⠀
• AU,OC, & Crossover Friendly
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#dcrp
The Daughter of Logan Howlett
and Hayley Summers whom died in hands of Stryker
“I will revenge my mother !”
Known as Sarah Kinney’s adopted daughter
Niece of Scott Summers and Alex Summers
Looking for mains
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��You’re choosing to listen. That’s not weakness. You can change your mind. You can challenge me. You can take the lead when the moment calls for it. But you don’t do it alone. Not while I’m here.”⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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“You don’t have to defend yourself. Not right now.” He watches the way Damian’s gaze cuts away, the way his jaw locks like he’s bracing for impact. Batman softens barely, but enough that the tension in the cave shifts. “You’re not surrendering,” he says.
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robin falls silent. no witty remark, no outburst. the kind of silence that settles with dust after a building is demolished. damian wayne only ever feels weakness when the walls crash. - - -
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“If you think I’m compromised…you’re right to question it.”
He doesn’t move closer this time. He lets her have the space she’s carving out, even if she’s doing it with words instead of steps.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Selina listens. She takes it in. She breathes.
At that point in time, there were a lot of things going on in her head. Above all else, she was simply confused.
“Look…I’ve gotta…think.” She looked off a little. “And maybe give it a few days to make sure you’re not…you >
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“But I’m not. I know exactly what I’m saying. And exactly who I’m saying it to. If you need days…” His eyes stay on her, unwavering. “…take them. But don’t mistake clarity for delirium. I’m not confused. You’re the one deciding what this is.
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vanished. I’m choosing you knowing everything else is still there.”
He lets that sit between them...the contradiction she’s lived with, the one he’s finally acknowledging instead of hiding behind it.
She tenses her jaw. He sees it. He doesn’t push.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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“I’ve used those reasons to keep distance. To stay safe. To keep you safe. But I’ve also used them as excuses. Excuses that hurt you. I’m not asking you to ignore the past. I’m telling you I’m not repeating it. I’m not choosing you because everything else⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
@COWLOFTHEBAT It was difficult to conceptualize when she heard it. Like it didn’t actually sound like the words were actually coming out of his mouth.
“So, what happens to everything else?” She asked, fairly reasonably. “The plethora of reasons you always convinced yourself was enough to>
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He nods once... not dismissing her, not conceding, just acknowledging the truth she’s laying out.
“You’re right.”
No hesitation.
No retreat.
No shutting down.
“Tomorrow night has been different. Too many times."⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
“Tonight.” She answers quickly, shutting down her own internal dialogue, where she the other side was softening to what he’d said. That perhaps it meant more than face value. “Then what will you decide tomorrow night?”
The next night was always something>
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He gives her the space she took..and offers something she’s never gotten from him without a fight.
"I’m here because I chose to be. Not because it’s a moment. Not because it’s a night.”
His eyes hold hers steady, unguarded,⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀