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「 sorry I've been pretty quiet. I've mostly been giving attention to my natasha romanoff account. it's request only but if you're interested, hmu 」

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.

A promise on the grave of my parents; With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility

Written by Jay. He/Him. 30+

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 . ( a collection of headcanon prompts based on each zodiac sign . adjust questions as desired . )

⊹ — ARIES . ≻ how does your muse handle competition ? ≻ what is your muse's biggest regret ? ≻ how does your muse handle losing control ? ≻ how does your muse express their passion ?

⊹ — TAURUS . ≻ what is your muse's most prized possession ? ≻ how does your character show their reliability ? ≻ what is your muse's favorite way to relax ? ≻ what simple things does your muse find joy in ?

⊹ — GEMINI . ≻ how does your muse communicate with others ? ≻ how does your muse handle the duality within themselves ? ≻ is your character predictable ? unpredictable ? ≻ how does your muse react to change ?

⊹ — CANCER . ≻ how does your muse react to emotional manipulation ? ≻ what is your muse's most treasured family tradition ? ≻ what is a cherished memory your muse holds close ? ≻ how does your muse express love & care ?

⊹ — LEO . ≻ does your muse lead others effectively ? ≻ what is your muse's most arrogant behavior ? ≻ is your character confident ? charismatic ? ≻ how does your muse handle being ignored ?

⊹ — VIRGO . ≻ what is your muse's most dedicated project ? ≻ how does your muse assist others in times of need ? ≻ what are your muse's standards for themselves ? ≻ what does your muse find beauty in ?

⊹ — LIBRA . ≻ how does your muse bring balance to their surroundings ? ≻ is your muse a people pleaser ? ≻ how does your muse navigate justice & mercy ? ≻ how does your muse handle having to confront someone ?

⊹ — SCORPIO . ≻ what is your muse's most transformative experience ? ≻ is your muse the jealous type ? are they possessive ? ≻ does your muse engage in introspection often ? ≻ how does your muse deal with obsession ?

⊹ — SAGITTARIUS . ≻ is your muse a workaholic ? what's their view of workaholics ? ≻ what is your muse's most reckless decision ? ≻ how does your muse handle commitment ? ≻ does your muse experience wanderlust ? where would they go ?

⊹ — CAPRICORN . ≻ how does your muse demonstrate their ambition ? ≻ is your muse an optimist , realist, or pessimist ? ≻ does your muse value their legacy ? what have they done to ensure it ? ≻ what is your muse's average daily routine ?

⊹ — AQUARIUS . ≻ what is a cause or a movement your muse is deeply involved in ? ≻ how does your muse handle unpredictability ? ≻ does your muse challenge the status quo ? how ? ≻ what subject or field is your muse passionate about learning ?

⊹ — PISCES . ≻ is your muse sensitive, or do they have a thick skin ? ≻ does your muse have any escapist behaviors ? ≻ what does your muse dream about ? are they lucid , do they sleepwalk ? ≻ how does your muse handle harsh criticism ?

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ He didn't push her hand away, nor step out of her reach. Selina took that as encouragement, letting her own body practically melt against his. She had to tip her head nearly all the way back to still look at him. "I know you better than you think, Vengeance," she practically purred, pouring it on thick. Men were usually easy for her to manipulate, but she found that she could never quite guess what he was thinking. It was as if the leather armor were a steel wall, keeping her out.

Then she surprised herself by giving him the truth. "Documents. Files about my... sister." Sure, there were a couple of other shiny, expensive baubles thrown in the bag. Selina couldn't help herself. But the majority of her haul was folders full of different papers relating to the Hangman and the death of Sofia's mother.

Bruce could tell she was disappointed, though he couldn't for the life of him figure out why. "And you don't know anything about me." His eyes were unreadable, but he was studying her- trying to figure out what she might be thinking. The vigilante was usually good at reading people, but Selina had always been a little harder to read.

"What's in the bag that you need so badly?" Six months ago he probably wouldn't have heard her out- and he still didn't approve of her methods but if there was something else going on in his city well... He needed to know. Ever since Sofia Falcone had come back he had been on edge; even with her changing her name and being sent back to Arkham it felt like something was shifting... and he didn't like it

"I need answers. Now."

➺ starter for @gothamcrusxder

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊  The flood relief benefit attracted all the wealthiest that Gotham had to offer, including some from out of town. It would have been a thief's dream. In any other circumstance, Selina knew she'd be a kid in a candy store, but she was in attendance for a wholly different reason. Brown eyes scanned the party, searching for her mark. Dressed in a sleek, tight fitting, floor length black dress, she fit right in. No one could have known that she snuck into the party through the employee elevator shaft.

With a small sip of her martini, not actually drinking any but playing the part, Selina finally spotted him across the room. Jeremiah Arkham. The slight, nerdy looking man didn't seem much to look at, but Selina knew that he was the key to getting into Arkham. She'd just need to find a way to send his current arm candy running for the night, then insert herself. Men were so easy, she thought to herself with a smirk.

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ Eyebrows shot up at the mention of the new Italian restaurant. It had been all the new rage in Gotham since its opening, pictures of it splashed across the lifestyle pages of the newspapers with Gotham's highest elite in attendance. Selina didn't doubt for a minute that if Zatanna was bringing it up, then she knew a way to get in. After all, the words "justice league" held a lot of weight. It wasn't a world that she was interested in, but being friends with a member had its perks.

"La Salita?" she asked, though it was entirely rhetorical. "Well shit, Zee. You sure know how to show a girl a good time." Getting up from the arm chair, Selina made her way towards the balcony. It was the best exit when she was dressed in her cat suit. "I'll pick you up at eight?" she said as she turned her back to the balcony, shooting her friend a grin. It had been far too long since she'd done anything just for the fun of it. No covert operation or ulterior motive. Just her, her best friend, and some expensive wine.

"Sounds like a plan. It's always a fun time to remind the men of Gotham that we're out of their league."

There was a smile plastered on the magician's face as she was already thinking up what she'd wear tomorrow night. It was warm out right now so there was no need to worry about trying to keep warm. Of course, if they were going to stop at a nice restaurant for dinner, they'd need to make sure they met the dress code for there.

"Wanna hit that new Italian restaurant that opened last month? The one that's at the top that tower and slowly turns so you can see the city from every angle?" Apparently, that restaurant already had a waitlist that was months long. Zatanna knew a few people though. Being a famous magician and an on again, off again member of the Justice League had its perks.

「 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. 」

[ I started playing Arkham Asylum for the first time, and I’m loving it, but goddamn does it give me motion sickness. Here’s yet another night I won’t be able to write 🤢 ]

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ The response Harvey gave earned him a knowing smirk from Selina. She wasn't bothered at all by the challenge. They were right after all - it was big talk. Fortunately for the catwoman, though, she knew she could back it up. There wasn't a safe in Gotham that she couldn't crack, and she prided herself on that. She only hoped that Harvey would keep their word and come through with her reward.

"Well then, no point in standing around here any longer," she replied. Trusting they would keep up, Selina headed down the alley towards a window that was left open. It sat near the ground, but led into a basement - the basement of the building they were going to rob.

She dropped in gracefully, then began to lead the way to another room. "I've already scoped the place out. Security is in this way. We just need to shut down the system before we can help ourselves to the vault on the third floor."

𝐔𝐏  𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄   the  minutiae  details  of  their  scars  ,  every  ridge  to  be  traced  it  told  the  story  of  that  day  ;  though  ,  in  reality  ,  these  scars  were  formed  over  years  .  Sure  𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓  𝐃𝐀𝐘  had  only  exposed  what  was  already  there  ,  hidden  beneath  the  once  seemingly  incorruptible  visage  of  HARVEY  DENT  !

𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐄  ...   CATWOMAN  had  a  reputation  behind  ,  maybe  not  quite  like  that  of  the  infamous  𝐓𝐖𝐎-𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄  but  it  was  still  enough  to  catch  his  attention  .  &&  She's  got  the  personality  to  boot  .  Hands  tucked  away  into  his  pocket  ,  long-tailed  coat  draping  towards  the  floor  &&  taking  drags  from  the  cigarette  between  his  teeth  &&  lips  .

 ❝  𝐁𝐈𝐆  𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊  .  Lets  see  if  yer  can  live  up  to  it  ,  pussy  cat  .  &&  You'll  get  yer  reward  . ❞   Of  course  he's  left  out  the  details  about  the  coin  but  for  now  he  needed  her  hot  on  her  feet  .

𝐒𝐄𝐋  +  /  𝐌𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘  𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐕𝐄  𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆  ─   HEADCANON  &&  DIVERGENT  PORTRAYAL for  HARVEY  DENT   &&  𝐓𝐖𝐎-𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄   by SAVBEAR [25] SHE/THEY / GMT .  𝐍𝐎  𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒  𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 !   this blog at times contains a lot of gore , you have been warned . [ CARRD ] .

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ There was no point in struggling against the vice like grip. Selina knew she couldn't simply pull herself away. She needed to be smart about it. The mention of bringing her in, however, wiped the smirk from her face and playful sparkle in her eye. "All this time and you still don't know a thing about me, do you?" she asked rhetorically, her voice low as she held his gaze. Sometimes she felt that if she stared hard enough, she'd begin to see who was under the mask.

"I did leave," Selina went on, not entirely sure why she felt that he needed an explanation. "Believe me, coming back wasn't an easy choice." She had her reasons - reasons that she wasn't entirely sure he could understand. Sofia Gigante. "I need what's in this bag. You and I both know that cops here aren't your biggest fan. Let me go and I promise you won't ever have to see me again." With her free hand, she slowly slid her palm up his chest and over the metal bat insignia. Fingers splayed across the hard leather. "Unless..." It was a hail mary. Her attempt to distract him while her mind raced for a way to get free.

Bruce had suspicions about why she had stolen from who she had stolen from; nothing he could prove and it was shaky enough that it wasn't worth bringing him, but her victim had been someone he'd been monitoring for awhile, but it wasn't up to either of them who was worth stealing from and who wasn't.

The masked vigilante pulled back at the last second so he wouldn't overly hurt her- but he needed her to see reason. "This isn't a game Selina." But he did miss that time when he'd worked with her, "And this isn't the time for you to go back to old tricks. I thought you left the city?" He kept his grip tight, "Which means I need to get you to GCPD so I can move on, doesn't it?"

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ Return it. Of course, like that would happen, Selina thought to herself. Gotham's self-proclaimed protector clearly knew nothing about her mark. The dirtbag who's vault she raided deserved a lot more than theft. There was no way that Selina was just going to put the priceless jewels back after she went through the painstaking process of liberating them to a more worthy owner.

No sooner had she landed a blow than her own back was slammed against the wall. She stopped fighting and looked up at at the familiar, black leather mask through long lashes that poked out from her cowl, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. "And here I thought we were just beginning to have a little fun." Head tilted to the side and she pushed herself up on her tip toes, bringing her face closer to his. "Come on, Vengeance," Selina pleaded with a mischievous look in her eyes. "You and I both know you've got bigger fish to fry than a little ol' pussycat."

Anger built in Bruce's chest- it was comfortable, like an old friend he was familiar with. Selina had gone back to crime, not that he should have had any expectations for her but maybe for a moment he had allowed himself to think she had changed.

His opponent didn't stay down long- honestly, he hadn't expected her to stay down but it was a little disappointing that she wanted to keep this up. His hand shot forward when something yanked on the cable, and he stumbled for a moment before tightening his grip.

"We don't have to do this Selina."

Though quiet, his voice rang through the empty garage as he stepped forward, "Return what you've stolen and we can talk." Taking another step forward- the heavy boots he wore giving away his position the further he walked inside, the vigilante's eyes narrowed as pain radiated through his cheek and his head whipped to the side.

She'd caught him off guard.

The idea irritated him, and without a word, he reached out to grab her by the wrist that had just hit him and used the momentum of the move to spin her around and pin her up against the wall.

"Enough Selina. It's over."

𝐒𝐄𝐋  +  /  𝐌𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘  𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐕𝐄  𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆  ─   HEADCANON  &&  DIVERGENT  PORTRAYAL for  HARVEY  DENT   &&  𝐓𝐖𝐎-𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄   by SAVBEAR [25] SHE/THEY / GMT .  𝐍𝐎  𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒  𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 !   this blog at times contains a lot of gore , you have been warned .

   CARRD .

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ Selina's breathing was hard when she darted across the garage and made it to the front door. As she paused to unlock it, though, she realized with startling clarity just how quiet everything suddenly was. She whipped her head around to gaze at the seemingly empty building. Shadows swallowed every nook and cranny, making it the perfect environment for a nocturnal creature who liked to stalked his prey.

It wasn't that she thought he'd actually hurt her. After all, they were partners once. They'd taken turns saving each other's life. Her heart raced all the same as the tension in their little cat and mouse game thickened.

The silence was suddenly shattered when she heard the batarang fling out from the darkness. She ducked and it flew over her head.... which unfortunately left her open to the cable that wrapped around her ankle. Selina's eyes widened as she lost her balance and slammed down on the concrete floor.

The cat burglar was down barely a second before she reacted. Her feet kicked up in the air and she pushed herself up off the floor, landing in a crouching position. She grabbed the cable that was still wrapped around her ankle and yanked it hard. There was no way that she could hope to outmatch the Batman in strength, but she hoped that she had moved fast enough to take him by surprise. Maybe she could pull the grappling gun out of his hand, or give him a taste of his own medicine and make him lose his balance.

Not waiting to see what the outcome would be, she kept her forward momentum and launched forward. The cable now gave away his location. She jumped in the air but feinted to her left to bounce nimbly off a van and angle herself to put her elbow into her former partner's jaw.

Bruce watched as Selina changed trajectory, he had hoped after all of the stuff with the Riddler that she might change her ways- after all she had helped him bring down a huge threat to the city... But here she was stealing from a city that was hurting.

From his city.

Gotham was beautiful, but that beauty had been marred by a layer of filth and corruption... filth that he was dedicated to cleaning up even if it took the rest of his life. Extending his cape, a modified one after the disaster of the flight suit, the air carried him forward- giving him the appearance of a bat gliding after its prey.

Eyes narrowed as he watched her go into a closed auto repair shop. Stepping forward he crawled in through the window and immediately crouched. With a tap to the cowl, he could see everything- state of the art night vision had been a must if he was going to be catching criminals in the dark.

Selina would hear him if he took another step so instead of moving he stilled, controlling his breathing and gently pulling out his grappling gun. This would need to be done carefully, she could bolt at any moment.

His other hand took out a batarang and threw it in the general direction of where he had seen her disappear too, and then shot a line at her feet to catch her.

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ It was only half a surprise to hear the heavy boots of the Batman taking chase. He was the good guy, after all. The city's protector and Selina... She didn't quite know where she fit in. Gotham had always resembled a cesspool of crime and corruption to her. As far as she was concerned, it was every man for himself.

....and every cat for herself.

Small in stature, Selina was nimble as she dashed across the rooftop, dodging cables and satellite dishes and eventually ending up in the alley. With the city already mapped out in her mind's eye, she aimed to continue down the alley and take a right. Before she could, though, the loud metallic clang of the batarang hit the brick wall next to her, sending a spark in warning.

Selina quickly changed her trajectory and dove in through the open window of an auto repair garage. It was closed down for the night and she hoped to lose him, but she could still hear him hot on her tail.

Bruce didn't... regret the words immediately, but he had to admit they might have been too hasty. His eyes were unreadable and the cowl hid enough of his face that it was impossible to tell what he was thinking, which ultimately had been the goal- to make himself seem like more than a man.

But he also had no idea what Selina was thinking.

The darkness covered him like a protective blanket, and the sounds of his city... of Gotham; the only place he would ever call him, soothed him. That familiar anger settled into his chest because Bruce Wayne didn't trust anyone; it was the only way he could survive as Batman and yet... he had trusted her.

"You're better than this."

But Selina was already taking off, and Bruce had to ignore the urge to throw a batarang at her, something told him she was too clever for that so rather he took off after her. Pulling out a batarang he threw it off to the side, hoping to head her off in the direction he wanted.

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ The promise to turn a blind eye earned Zatanna a wink from her friend. Selina was well aware of their differing politics on certain topics, but she also trusted her friend more than anyone else she knew. It was the mention of a "girls night out" that brought forth a sigh of yearning. "Tell me about it, Zee. Between your heroics, your magic shows, and my... extracurriculars, there's hardly been any time."

While it was no secret that those extracurriculars involved a good heist from time to time, Selina had also found herself busy with trying to figure out the enigma of the Batman. Not his true identity, perse, but she wanted to know what made the crusader tick.

"Tomorrow night, what do you say? We both get all dolled up, show the lesser sex of Gotham what they're missing and paint the town red?"

With how often Selina stopped over at her place, Zatanna should probably just put her name on the arm chair. The burglar sat in that exact one every single time she visited. It was like a cat settling into its favorite spot, a visual that she had to stop herself from laughing about. The cat motif matched her friend exceptionally. Was Selina cat-like from the get-go or had she started acting that way after taking on the name Catwoman?

"Since you saved my stage career from turning into a magic show on the corner of some street corner, I'll pretend to have no idea that you took all that jewelry." It wasn't the first time that Zatanna had turned a blind eye to Selina's criminal acts. She'd always been the type to believe in getting justice by any means necessary, even if it meant bending the rules at times.

"You just let me know when you have time for a girls night. It'll be the two of us in a fancy restaurant as a thanks for dealing with that jackass. Plus, it's been a while since we actually went out."

The Batman by Dan Mora

Multi-Muse

Novella || Multi-Para || Canon & OC || Multi-Verse || Multi-Ship

30 || CST || NSFW

Muses and plots that span various media, such as films, literature, video games, mythology, and with the power of imagination.

With a touch of canon and a sprinkle of OCs, this blog might have just what you've been looking for!

Write with someone who's been in the RPC for about 17 years without the drama of the past 17 years! 😂

{Memes} {Rules} {Muses}

－ Ｐｅｎｎｅｄ ｂｙ Ｓａｈ． ᴰᶦˢᶜᵒʳᵈ ᵘᵖᵒⁿ ʳᵉᵠᵘᵉˢᵗ.

ᴾʳᵒᵐᵒ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᵇʸ @etherealxmuses ᵗʰᵃⁿᵏ ʸᵒᵘ ᴶᵃˢᵐᵃⁿᵈᵉʳ

「 we all know that tumblr can be a cesspool of toxicity and drama, but damn, it can also be the most magical place ever. imagine casually running into the old friend who originally got you into tumblr rp 15 years ago!! 」

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

mutuals only indie rp account 𝙎𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙚 / 𝗖𝗮𝘁𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 of Matt Reeve's 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙖𝙩𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙎𝙖𝙜𝙖 stolen by 𝙅𝙏 ꪆ ⋆⁺₊CARRD

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ Mirroring the inmate's actions, Selina picked up the phone and held it to her ear. At the sound of her name, her smirk grew, giving way to the fact that Sofia was correct in her assumption. "Hello sister," she replied. The word felt strange on her tongue. Selina was used to being alone in her life, but on the other side of the plexiglass partition, she saw a potential ally. "I take it you got my letter? I wasn't actually sure what these bastards in here pass on to the inmates or not." She took a steadying breath, the first inkling that Selina was nervous. "I saw what happened. To the Falcones."

brown hues narrowed as she was lead into the visiting area in heavy shackles. there had been some suspicion at first regarding who was waiting for her. more fans, reporters, hollywood big wigs wanting to turn her life story into a tv series? they'd all come over the past month and sofia no longer had the time or bandwidth to deal with blood suckers. but no – the woman sitting in front of her wasn't any of those things. she could feel it in her bones. picking up the phone, sofia took a pause to study the woman's face. then she realized. the letter. “selina?”

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ When the brunette turned to reveal her expression to Selina, the latter could see just how distraught she was. There was disappointment in those big brown eyes, but even deeper, Selina could see heartbreak. Whatever happened really got to Zatanna and the Catwoman felt a surge of protectiveness directed against the group of "goody two-shoes".

Yet when the magician described what sort of villain it was that she went up against, Selina's blood ran cold. Violence against women was a sore spot for her and that protective feeling turned into anger. In that moment, she didn't even care what her friend did with her powers. Whatever it was, it had to be justified and the group of self-proclaimed heroes would be blind not to see it.

"Fuck them," Selina said. She lowered her head to level her gaze with Zatanna's, determination and reassurance etched into her features. "Fuck them," she said again, her voice low but steady. Then she offered a soft smile. "I'm proud of you, Zee. In fact, I think this calls for a celebratory shopping spree." Her smile grew into a mischievous smirk.

"Apparently, I overstepped the line as a hero. I made a decision on something with the hopes of keeping people safe. Next thing I know, some of the others are arguing that what I did could be considered on the same level of the actions of a villain."

A soft sight left her lips and she relaxed slightly when Selina squeezed her hands. She was still upset over the whole situation but the comfort was appreciated. The magician turned her head to face the cat burglar, a frown on her face.

"I don't regret my actions. That villain was a different type of evil; the type that every woman fears when walking the streets. It just... It was the first time that I saw my so-called friends scared of my powers."

Zatanna knew that she could just go back to being an average stage magician. She'd adored the job before getting brought onto the Justice League. She'd just wished that she'd left the Justice League on better terms; there was no turning back now.

"Guess that means I can always help you out if you need it," she joked, trying to lighten her own mood.

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒 .

@gothamcrusxder purred: i never should have trusted you .

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ Such a declaration brought forth a wave of different emotions in Selina. It was hardly the first time anyone had told her that, and yet, she somehow thought that he was different. After what they'd been through with her father and the Riddler, Selina was sure that the only person she actually could trust was the man who's name she didn't even know.

Keeping any hurt or disappointment from her features, she rolled her eyes and pulled her knit cowl back on to obscure her features. "Trust me, sweetheart," she practically purred as she stepped closer to him. "You're not the first to make that mistake." Her head tilted to the side as her gaze held his own, marveling at how black those blue eyes could look.

Then she pulled the strap of her bag tighter to her body, the contents of her latest score that the Batman had walked in on. With a single step, Selina let her body fall over the balcony. She knew a window washing station was just a few floors below which she landed on, then wasted no time in leaping to the adjacent building's roof. The cat burglar sprinted off, never looking back.

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