ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ Finding Zatanna Alone On The Rooftop Wasn't A Surprise To Selina. What Took Her Aback Was

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ There was a small sting sent through the bruise as his heavy gloved fingers moved around the discolored skin, but Selina found that she didn't mind. If anything, there a charge that she felt, even through the many layers of fabric as she touched her.

His offer brought a smirk to her features as she held his gaze. "Of course. What was I thinking?" she answered, her voice laced with sarcasm. "After all, I have you on speed dial, right between my pimp and my priest."

Calling Batman. Selina couldn't imagine. They'd only run into each other a handful of times, and every time he seemed more enigmatic than the last. She had no idea what he thought of her, and that, she realized, is the source of her interest.

What was it they say about curiosity and the cat? she thought to herself.

Taking a step back from the vigilante, she was back in business mode. "The good news is, that's one less ruffian you have to worry about on the streets tonight, honey."

* “Nah, it’s not that bad. I’ve had worse.” (this is from an old meme you reblogged. hope that's ok!)

Eyes narrowed and jaw set. Clenched tightly on its hinges. Words flooding to the roof of his mouth before he swallowed the torrent for the flush of silence. 

     [ ₁ ] It wasn’t his place. 

But gloved fingers touched her jaw gently. Thumb traced the blooming bruise on her cheek around the edges. Careful and deliberate. Tender like the wound. 

He pulls back after a minute. 

“ Next time – just call. “ He whispered. The words are almost hard to hear through the voice modulator. “ I’d come sooner, @felin3fatal3. “ 

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒 . ( a collection of horror - based dialogue prompts . adjust phrasing as necessary . mature themes present . )

you'll never get what you want .

we need to stay together . no 'splitting up' bullshit .

nobody ever prepared me for this .

so you've just been lying to me this entire time ?

there's too much blood , i can't stop it .

this is over when i say it's over .

[ name ] , be careful . i've already lost enough people that i care about .

i never should have trusted you .

this is getting really out of hand , okay ?

i feel like we're not alone .

revenge is the best medicine !

put your head on straight , this isn't over yet .

maybe we should ... y'know , check it out ?

run . run and don't stop .

i thought i saw something ... i - i must be going crazy .

you couldn't pay me to go down there .

the cops are on their way .

would you rather stay here and die ?!

there's no such thing as [ ghosts / demons ] . it's made-up .

you aren't going anywhere .

i'm putting you out of your misery .

i know you think you're untouchable , but they will kill us .

you shouldn't have touched that .

we aren't going to make it out of here , are we ?

why are you following me ?

there has to be a medical kit here , somewhere .

i'll go with you . strength in numbers , right ?

don't move ... a fucking muscle .

fuck , the door is locked from the other side .

don't get ... dead , okay ?

that was the only [ bullet / round / flare ] we had .

did you really think it would be that easy ?

we've come too far , we can't turn around now .

put down the [ weapon ] . please .

come on , help me barricade the door .

[ name ] , is that ... blood ?

haven't you seen a horror movie ? the blonde always dies .

it was you ? YOU did this ?!

you are gonna fucking pay .

i'm going to give you ten seconds . nine , eight ...

i want you to admit what you did .

hey , look at me -- it's not real . it's not real .

do you think they're watching us right now ?

we're in this together . no one gets left behind .

let them go ... please , just let them go .

oh my god , what the hell was that ?!

you know i'm capable of this .

i had to ... i had no choice .

you don't have the guts .

this is fucked up , this is so fucked up .

what we're dealing with isn't even human .

you need to hide . find somewhere & don't come out .

stop ! don't touch that . we don't know what it is .

i've done bad things to good people .

if they catch us , they will kill us .

why are you covered in blood ?

i can't ... i can't feel my -

[ name ] is dead . i saw it happen .

what , you're gonna kill me ? i don't believe you .

there is an evil in you . i see it .

this shit only happens to people in horror movies .

forget about me , just save them .

what's one reason i shouldn't kill you right now ?

you aren't supposed to be here .

please don't . i'm begging you .

are you scared ?

whatever happens , don't let go of my hand .

[ name ] , this isn't you .

well , what the fuck are we supposed to do ?!

get out of my house before i call the cops .

you're going to regret that .

there's that smile ... i'm glad it's the last thing i'll see .

if we make it out of here , tonight will haunt me forever .

𝕀'𝕞 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥. 𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕦𝕡 𝕠𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖. 𝕀'𝕞 𝕒 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕣 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕟. 𝕃𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥.

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worried starters

trigger warnings apply! ( mental illness, drugs and alcohol use, self-destructive behaviours, and vomiting )

“You haven’t slept for days, have you?” “Are you eating properly? You don’t look it.” “Why do you keep stumbling over your words? Just how tired are you?” “You need to think about yourself every once in a while.” “I know your work is important, but you’re going to end up in hospital if you go on like this!” “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?” “You look so… empty. I’m worried for you, please talk to me.” “Are you alright in there? You’re so quiet.” “How did you get these bruises? Please don’t lie to me.” “There’s something bothering you that you’re not telling me and I can see it slowly destroying you. What happened?” “You’re sleep deprived and you haven’t been eating. Why do you think you’re feeling dizzy?” “I can give you some pills to help you sleep. They aren’t healthy, but this is even less healthy.” “If you didn’t just blink I would’ve sworn you were dead, that’s how sickly you’re looking. Go to bed, please!” “Have you drank all of these bottles in one weekend?!” “I know you don’t want this, but it’s for your own good. Sign the papers so they can pick you up tomorrow and you can get clean.” “What the hell are you doing?! Did you do that to yourself?!” “When was the last time you left the house? Or opened the curtains for that matter.” “Here, just keep breathing. It’ll be okay. Better out than in…” “This can’t go on like this! You’re not eating, you’re not sleeping, you barely talk!” “I’m sorry. I went through your room and found this. Explain what the hell this is doing in your room!” “I thought you’d quit! How long have you been lying to me?” “I’m only trying to help and right now I think I have a much better idea of what you need than you do.” “Did you take anything? Why are you passing out? Hey! Stay with me!”

「 becoming a thief: At the age of seven, Selina was taken to the Gotham orphanage where she lived for three and a half years. Once she was eleven, she ran away, opting to live on the streets instead of at the mercy of the cruel attendants at the orphanage. Life wasn't easier, but she felt free. This is where she picked up the skills as a pick pocket which made her useful to a group of transient teens. They took her in, providing her safety while she provided them money for food.

At the age of fourteen, she was lucky enough to land a job cleaning tables at a diner. Being underaged meant that she was paid under the table which resulted in her being paid far less than she should have. Money was still money, though, and Selina was glad to have the opportunity.

It was at this job that she encountered a wealthy older couple one night. They'd just finished seeing a show at the nearby theater and needed coffee before returning to their upscale end of Gotham. The woman held no qualms about expressing her opinions freely, which extended to Selina's appearance. "Disheveled", "Unsightly", and "A disgrace" were among the finger points. Rather than feel insulted, Selina was transfixed by the woman's coat. A vintage mink fur coat that oozed opulence and superiority.

Selina is absolutely pro animals and usually opts for faux fur, but something about the coat on that woman begged for Selina to liberate it and reclaim it. She was patient, giving the wealthy couple pleasant smiles and staying out of their way, but at the end of her shift, she collected their credit card information from their bill. With that, she was able to find their home address.

It was that night that she broke into their mansion and committed her first home robbery. The experience was exhilarating, giving Selina a high she never felt. There was an element of power given to her that was usually missing her life. She later pawned off most of the belongings, but kept that coat.

After that, she was addicted to the art of robbery. Most of the money she made went into paying for upgraded tools necessary for bigger jobs as she refined her skills.

To this day, she still owns the mink coat. It lives in the back of her closet, a reminder of the power that she once saw and claimed for herself. 」

He has to pay! You don't have to pay with him.

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ The railings of balconies and fire escapes were slick with previously fallen rain. That made sliding from one to the other all the easier for Selina as she gracefully leapt from building to building towards her destination. The cat burglar was well aware that she was late to the rendezvous, but she had her reasons. Two-Face had a reputation in Gotham, but she'd never worked with him before and wanted to do her homework. She might metaphorically have nine lives, but why waste one being so careless?

The street lamp was out over the alley, allowing darkness to completely swallow it whole. She knew it wasn't empty, though. Landing on her feet, making only a small splash in a puddle, Selina stood and regarded her current partner. "Relax, honey," she cooed, a carefree smirk playing over the parts of her face visible under her cowl. She knew his injuries would be a sight, but seeing the scars up close didn't come close to what she saw in pictures. "The Bernadottes' will be an in and out job. I've seen what their safe looks like and it'll be a piece of cake. Just hold up your end of the deal and everything will be smooth as silk."

SELINA KYLE 𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝙳 : ❝ i hope i didn’t keep you waiting very long, did i? ❞

❝   Any  longer  &&  we'd  may  as  well  just  do  ourselves  int'the  pigs  !  ❞  If  any  of  them  saw  𝐓𝐖𝐎-𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄  waiting  around  the  alleys  of  GOTHAM  like  this  no  sooner  after  they  escaped  ARKHAM  ?  She  knew  the  risk  already  damn  feline / @felin3fatal3  !  She  kept  them  waiting  ;  either  out  of  carelessness  or  to  rattle  his  cage  like  frigging  canary  at  her  mercy  .  𝐍𝐎𝐓  𝐀𝐓  𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘  .   He  would  never  succumb  to  that  .

❝   What  were  yer  even  doin'  yer  𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘  𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐘  ?  I  said  meet  me  here  at  2  it's  now  4  !  It'll  be  daylight  before  we  hit  the  BERNADOTTES'  !  ❞  A  wealthier  family  in  GOTHAM  .  Much  like  most  of  the  aristocrats  here  they  built  their  fortune  on  top  of  a  pile  of  corpses  for  the  mob  !

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊  A plan was forming nicely in Selina's mind until an unknown voice distracted her. Turning, brown eyes narrowed at Gotham's celebrity heir, Bruce Wayne. She didn't have to babysit drunk billionaires looking to score, but she also couldn't afford to piss him off and be thrown out of the party. After all, she'd snuck in and needed to keep a low profile. Turning away from him as though she were bored already, Selina made sure her target was still in sight.

"Sure. Just got in Monday," she answered, giving Bruce a half lie. She did just return to Gotham that day, but she figured there was no reason to divulge the fact that Gotham was her original home. Returning her gaze to the man beside her, she gave her blonde wig a little shake to rid her eyes of the hair. "Do you always keep tabs on everyone in Gotham? Sounds tedious, Mr. Wayne." The corners of her mouth twitched in a teasing smirk.

The flood relief benefit offered two main advantages- one it would allow Bruce to use his other name to good use, helping citizens finally reclaim the parts of their city, and two it would allow him to closer monitor the ongoing crime wave. No matter how hard he fought he couldn't seem to put a dent in it, but getting them all together?

Bruce was confident he could at least get something.. find something.

The last person he had expected to run into was Selina; though he supposed he should have seen it coming, the other woman always had a way of surprising him. Clearing his throat he took a step forward, falling into the mask of the playboy. "I don't recognize you." he lied, waving down a waiter and grabbing a drink. "New in town?" he asked, careful to keep his voice light and his gaze soft.