I Cannot Express How Much I Have Riding On Greta Gerwigs Barbie (2023) Like Yall Dont Understand I Want

I cannot express how much I have riding on Greta Gerwig’s Barbie (2023) like y’all don’t understand I want it to be phenomenal I want it to be groundbreaking I want it to break box office records I want it to make film bros angry beyond comprehension I want it to overwrite my brain chemistry I want to see camp and trash and elegance and sublimity I want Ryan Gosling to win an Oscar I want Greta Gerwig to haunt my dreams like the ghost of Barbie Past, Present, and Future

“What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.”

— Franz Kafka

“Bruce shudders at the term of endearment. He hopes that you haven’t noticed, but he knows that you probably did, and all he can think to do is to manually swallow the saliva in his throat before he forgets to breathe.”

bruce wayne snippet

“If Bruce Wayne doesn’t stop melting in your hands, he’ll collapse, and there would be no one left to save Gotham from itself. And there is nothing he loves more than this city, though you come begrudgingly close to it.”

god i love dumb blonde boys. yes i am talking about nikolai, again.

❛  leave me alone.  ❜ w/ bats?

;   PROMISED HAVEN — THE BATMAN / READER

summary: you move into selena kyle's old apartment. bruce has taken to watching you.

pairing: batman x f!reader, set five months after the events of the batman (2022)

rating: t+ for canon typical violence

a/n: wow, me writing the beginning what will probably be a series of drabbles? amazing, iconic, unique, awesome, etc, etc. anyways, have a little morsel >:)

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Gotham City will eat you alive.

Limb from limb, ashes to ashes.

It will pick your bones with a gnashing bite, true to the force of its reality — and while you lay there, gasping and writhing and lost, the grit will wear you down, seep into the cracks.

You think, on the third month, you can shake it... That indomitable itch to run from the slightest shadow that breathes too deep. In the dark, things come alive in Gotham.

You move into a second floor apartment in Old Gotham come winter. It's a little place that has neighbors who stare through peepholes and whisper the names of girls who are dead or missing or both. There are cats who howl at your fire escape like the heralds of a new dawn. There is a pervasive feeling of being watched.

Tonight is no different.

You agreed to take the late shift.

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