ㅤㅤ ❝ 𝖢𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌? 𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝗜'𝗺 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝗲𝘀... 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭? 𝙒𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚? ❞ ㅤㅤ

ᅟ ᅟ ᅟ ᅟ

⠀ ݁ Ϛ ⠀ ⠀ ⎯⎯ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐒͟𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻 you're scared of me because you can't control me. you don't, and you never will. but that doesn't mean i'm your enemy.

⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ᅟ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ᅟ⠀𝗛𝗢𝗣𝗘 ⠀ ⠀ ᴬᴸW͡A͜Y🅢⠀⠀ WINS.⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ᅟ

“'Know what would be nice? If we made some halloween themed cookies ourselves.”

⠀ ⠀MAYBE THAT’S WHAT BATMAN IS ABOUT. . ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀. . not winning, but failing. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⚰︎ ⠀ ⠀ 𝗞͟𝗡͟𝗢͟𝗪͟𝗜͟𝗡͟𝗚 he’ll fail, a thousand times. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀BUT ⠀ STILL. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ WON’T ⠀ GIVE ⠀ U͟P.⠀ ⠀

“Sprinkles? Refined sugar?”

“It's a mission, then.”

“I'm getting angry and that's not good.”

“Sometimes I remember everything that's wrong with the world and that happens.”

“It certainly is. And when you 𝒅𝒐 make a change, it doesn't seem like it's enough.”

“Yes. Well, the funny thing is that this thought also applies to me.” The corner of her lips lifted in a brief smile, as if making light of the issue made the weight a little easier to carry.

“The things that bother me right now aren't physical enough to be clobbered, Harley. Unless you have a sledgehammer capable of destroying capitalism and bigotry?”

"Raven," She decided to offer him the name she chose, instead of the one given to her. "Yours?"

Her eyes fell to the firearm on his leg, but she didn't falter. “Likewise.” Cold fingers covered by a dark amethyst, almost black glove touched his hand in a firm grip.

“Yes. Would you like to fly there or we do the whole experience and grab a taxi?”

With a curt nod, Raven walked out, hoping her friend would come with.

“That's quite alright.” She let go of his hand. “It is not my style, but I am not here to judge.”