Bright Spot

[heavypetting]

Bright Spot

The world can sometimes seem like a cold, wicked place, and more than likely, it actually is a cruel place. For days, months, years on end, you never catch a break, everything falling to pieces as soon as you pick it up. Maybe, despite this, you still try your hardest. There has to be a light at the end of the tunnel, doesn't there? The fates don't play favorites, so surely your number is about to come up. Or maybe you've given up and decided to allow yourself to barely float along with only bouts of anger or bitterness to keep you above water. There is no light anywhere, is there? But there is. There's one bright spot in your life - a person who makes everything worthwhile. It doesn't really matter how they came to you. What does is that they stay. Whether you admit it or not, you seek comfort from them...and, perhaps, them from you, if you're in the same situation. So, whether you push them away, treat them right, or go so far as to worship them and put them on a pedestal, you don't want them to go now. You crave being with them, or at least being in their presence. Don't ruin this for yourself. After all, what would you do without your little ray of light? You'll do anything to keep them happy and loved. Anything. Respond to the meme with your character, canon, preferences, and, if you'd like, what position you're character will be in. Respond to others.

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[woman_of_wonder]

[ooc: You don't have to - I get them in my email, I'm just horrible at remembering they came in >.<]

There's a soft smile playing on her features as she watches his gaze take her in. She's seen men stare before - all too frequently, really, but never has she enjoyed it more.

Her own sharp gaze trails his form as he strips off his short, fingertips softly trailing the many scars warping his arms, his shoulders, his chest. Their polar opposites, it seems soft and smooth against rough and course - and Diana can't seem to tear her eyes away.

Humanity. She'd fought alongside warriors years ago who wore their scars like battle trophies. Proof of survival of the fittest.

She dips down to press a kiss to a scar at his shoulder, following it up towards his collarbone.

[nodyingyoung]

Bruce can feel her eyes on him, giving him the same kind of once-over, and he finds himself wishing once again for a little more insight into Diana's thoughts. More than once, the women he's been with have been more than a little taken aback by the state of his body, though most of them are too caught up in sleeping with Bruce Wayne to think too hard about the "extreme sports phase" excuse.

And then she gives him an answer to the question he hadn't asked and kissed one of those scars. His skin near sizzles wherever her lips touch him, and Bruce hurriedly reaches down to undo his belt and his trousers, pushing them and his trunks down and kicking them away.