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back in black ...

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... #𝟒𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 - independent rp blog for selina kyle ... aka catwoman of dc comics. 𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐘 + canon - divergent. purrused by kat. sideblog to @metropolois

with a focus on ... toeing the line between vigilantism + villainism ... being close enough, but just out of reach ...

pls refer to my main blog for rules but im gonna put some portrayal notes/rules here

selina's sexual act is simply an act.. none of it is an implication or invitation to ship or have you/your muse act unsavory. (im not like. unreasonable...if u think ur muse would be creepy than go ahead by keep it tasteful okay)

on shipping: i really don't see her in a long term relationship. i you wanna talk to me abt something go ahead but for rn its just flings. shes bisexual. I DONT SHIP W BATKIDS!!!!!!!!!!

lowkey im kind of open to nsfw on this blog.... with friends...

selina's allegiances and morals change a LOT. though at heart she is generally good aligned. her more "bad" tendencies stem from growing up in a working class/lower class in gotham. she has a low tolerance for injustice to the innocent.

i really like uh.... the more horror elements of her batman returns interpretation, tho i wouldnt consider me writing that version of selina. i like the idea of ppl wondering if shes human under there. i like her playing into this cat character heavily. i like the idea that shes insanely lucky in fights (not that shes not already extremely skilled)

she's almost not interested in personal relationships at all. extremely guarded individual and doesnt let anybody in. everyone has varying levels of what they think "selina" is. she has a hard time knowing who she is too.

outside of the suit she has a split identity too. has a lot of different aliases and identities. not all for nefarious reasons, she just doesnt like being known deeply. she likes being a mystery.

APPEARANCE -

ill make pages eventually but i figure some ppl might need this for rp reasons

appearance wise i rlly like her in batman (2022) so inspired by that but some comic stuff mixed in

hazel eyes but mostly brown.

bare face when not catwoman. full beat when catwoman

5'3, build representative from canon comic material

short black hair. longer on the top, short in the back. its curly and it falls in little curls on her forehead. often wears wigs going out.

several moles dotting her body

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[adflorum]

@metropolois : [ CAR ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  a  car. (for bruce from 4taking ummmm. in the batmobile. runs away)

The batmobile was not designed with this in mind.

Bruce had anticipated a lot: Seats that pushed all the way back and reclined into laying positions (in case of severe injury), blackout windows (to prevent accidental identity reveals to the public when the cowl had to be removed), and cupholders (not relevant in this instance, but good to have)

One thing he could never anticipate, though, was her.

Selina was the kind of woman you couldn't plan for. There was no predictability when it came to her, just as soon as Bruce was sure he had her figured out, he'd learn something new that changed the whole picture. Every tidbit brought new colors into the painting, and made Bruce reconsider the way he viewed the world, and, more importantly, himself.

He hoped he never figured her out.

"Cat." He warns, quietly, just a grumble in the back of his throat as she slides her hand over his chest. "I'm driving."

He's not driving, actually. She knows as much. The batmobile is self-driving, with a better driving record than Bruce, himself. He's sure that she also knows by the way he shifts in his seat and glances her way that he is thinking about the same thing she is.

He doesn't last much longer than that.

Gloved fingers press a button on the steering wheel. Bruce suddenly feels like all the moisture has left his mouth as he speaks to the car. "Pull over."

At some point between Bruce saying those words and the car actually coming to a complete stop, Selina is in his lap, and the two of them are fumbling to rid the other of their respective costumes between heated kisses. It should be more difficult, they're both grown adults in one car seat, but—and Bruce is thankful he's so perceptive—Selina is flexible, and able to slip out of her catsuit without much difficulty.

For Bruce, with the weight of the batsuit alone, he resigns himself to dropping his utility belt in the backseat, and tugging his pants down just as much as he needs to.

"Cat," He all but whimpers the name this time around, but he keeps his voice at the gravelly, lower octave reserved for his nightlife.

There's more fumbling when he realizes he has things he needs in his utility belt, and he needs to get his gloves off, but eventually she's sinking down onto his cock with something that sounds awfully similar to a purr.

At first, he keeps his hips still, lips pressing to her throat and chest as she slowly finds her rhythm, but eventually, he starts to rock his hips up against her, moving in sync with her just as he feels the cowl being torn off his head.

She coos at the sight of him, and Bruce can't help but flush—he's sure he's quite the sight, sweaty, panting, with makeup smudged and maybe even dripping down his face. But instead of acknowledging it, he wraps his arms around her, kisses her, and picks up the pace of his thrusts.

After a particularly rough movement, the rocking of their bodies breaks their kiss, but neither of them are too keen on slowing down, so Bruce moves to press his forehead to hers, panting into each other's mouths as they move together.

"Selina," He gasps, wedging his hand between their bodies as his fingers barely ghost over her clit, just enough to tease, "Please," He's not totally sure what he's begging for—though he's hoping she does.

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❛ wasn’t sure i’d see you again. ❜

"𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍" 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 | 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 '𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍' 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐔𝐓. many things, actually. being born 'superior', for one. being a face for goodness and all that childlike idealism that made her stomach churn. or, his weird 'disappointed teacher' angle he always seemed to take between the two of them. ( she didn't like him 'seeing the good in her'. she didn't like anyone seeing anything. ) go back to your perfect metropolis ...

flying was so, extremely unfair. how fast could she slip in a skylight if she could fly ... ? and he didn't even care. he could also just sneak up on her anytime he'd wanted. public - safety looking uniform and all. and, currently ? she really didn't have time for a lecture.

the unluckily prestigious estate she stood in had a security system. one that would go off in t - fifteen minutes. and there was somewhere she wanted to be in those fifteen minutes. six blocks away. ideally, with everything she'd nabbed.

" you just come see me whenever you'd like, honey. " flirtatious in diction ... though it leaves her mouth in an irritation. " you know --- " selina's a little breathless. gloved hands pack up her equipment hastily. " how about we start on an appointment basis. my people talk to your people ... i don't even have my lashes on. hardly a way to greet ... " she grits her teeth. " superman. " / @supurman

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❛ do you know who i am? ❜ from talia :x

"𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍" 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 | 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐄. not out of submission, or respect, or whatever pre - conceived notion talia would likely read her behavior in. it's one glance. as soon as she realizes who's speaking to her ... the whittled - down lolipop stick switches sides in her mouth, and her nails are real interesting all of a sudden. " intimately. familiar. " almost dismissive. neutral + low enough to ignore. / @adflorum

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SHADOW   REBORN,   lungs   pulled   breath   through   grit   bones   &   hissing   teeth,   yet   still   rising.   ❛   sounds   too   heavy   for   you,   ❜   gravel   wrought   low   through   teasing   words,   a   gloved   palm   pressed   to   the   ground,   levering   against   the   asphalt   until   his   frame   drew   upright   in   defiance   of   pain   and   answering   ceasing   her   doubt.   ❛   yes,   i   can   walk.   ❜    creases   denounced   bruises   he   concealed,   yet   glare   softened   by   the   slightest   tilt   of   his   head,   betrayed   the   weight   of   her   momentary   concern.   ❛   just   don’t   expect   me   to   carry   your   bag.   ❜   lips   a   fine   line   constrasted   the   humor   on   tone,   slow   steps   compelling   limbs   to   yield   to   his   will.    ❛   and   you're   not   driving   either.   now,   where   to?   ❜

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𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍'𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐀 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆. dark eyes follow him the entire ( long ) way up. when he quips, she uses her own standing motion to mask the crack of a real smile.

" what ... and share the spoils ... ? no - oo thank you. " aforementioned sack of treasures is slung over her shoulder with a practiced ease ... gaining back her usual smirk. when batman perks up, catwoman does too ... she all but skips into step with him.

he needed to get to a hospital. or back - alley doctor. or wherever he went. selina wouldn't make him drive her to the next few places she'd been scoping out. ( this time ... ) in her ever - benevolent nature, and the state he was in ... she'd deem tonight effectively over. " my place. " she saunters ahead, though keeps one eye on him. she watches his gait for instability. " although, i'm absolutely dying to see yours ... " another joke.

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❝ hey ! those are MY diamonds !! ❞

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒 𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐅 𝐀 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐑 𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑. paired with it, a smirk large enough to piss anybody off. to the victor go the spoils ... perhaps this intergalactic thief better learn to guard his pockets better. " aw ... button --- " performative half - pout. " don't you know diamonds are a girl's best friend ? you'll have to be quicker than that. " a combination of gymnastics have set them a ways apart, though just enough distance for him to take chase. almost like a challenge. as a finale, she blows him a kiss. " better luck next time. " / @s4vior

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❛ why am i starting to feel like a fish on a hook ? ❜

"𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍" 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 | 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐒! selina's whip curls tightly around bucky's torso, one hand on the grip, the other pulling the slack. her knee's pressed into his chest in a half - straddle. still, her voice is relatively neutral. this was nothing personal. she didn't know the guy. she sold him out to some of penguin's guys in exchange for a favor. ( it didn't weigh on her conscience. much. he seemed like someone who was hardly a saint. ) " a question for your shrink. i only do sweet talk. " she pulls tighter. / @sovietstrings

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cont. from here with @morcgo

𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆, she slips her nails out from under the edges of his cowl. she was bent at the waist, poking + prodding him ever since she'd slopped him on the asphalt a good distance away. instead, she crouches next to him in a squat. one hand holding her chin, the other fisting a large bag of 'acquired' goods. " i had to leave a seven pound candelabra. pure silver. " said matter - of - factly, peering down at him. like it was a gauge of her supposed affection. " i thought maybe ... i scratch your back ... you scratch mine ? "

selina laughs. though her gaze flits over batman's body, and her smile fades slow ... eyebrows creased in a concern she'd try to mask. " you can walk, right big guy ? "

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❛ the hell are you supposed to be ? ❜ ( from Harcourt )

"𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍" 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 | 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

"𝐔𝐇… i get being stunned into confusion, sweets ... " selina was never one for personal space, not in this suit. " simple context clues, shall we ? cat ... " two fingers mimic the ears on her head. " woman ... " slowly, her palms take an arduous route down her body, following every slope + curve. " now that you know the name ... you know exactly what to scream, darling ! " in the blink of an eye, her whip cracks around harcourt in a vice, holding her still. / @decemannos

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❛ look at me. ❜

"𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍" 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 | 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍… the assumed familiarity. she knew his type. 'smart.' grew up with the world below his feet. presumed judgements surfaced in her mind, just as she was sure he was already doing to her. but among the masqueraded flirting, the figure - eight loop they traversed in. he had a habit of drawing all this ... damned vulnerability from her. it made her feel so, so small. ( she wasn't sure why. she didn't want to know. )

it's her stutter - step when they come across the body. a girl. stiff, like all the blood escaped her. bruises on the skin, expression locked in a permanent state of abject horror. selina knew her. worked the street with her mom. she'd given her money every so often ... never enough to incite any real change. ( selina knew nothing would ever change. not in this life. not to people like them. ) now, dead. all she'd ever amount to.

selina steps over her.

" 'm fine. " the words come out tight, mid - exhale. she wants to snap at him, really. but, if he wanted to act all cool ... she could be cooler. locking up all this shit was way easier, anyways. " let's find this bastard. " said shakily, but batman doesn't get to see her expression. he can keep wondering. / @morcgo

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umm what if selina was like 5'3"...

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❛ i’ve been trying to reach you. ❜

"𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍" 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 | 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐌, 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒. dropped right into her hands, a baby bird between her claws. he's statuesque ... solitary figure in the sky before he descends to accept her. + as he does ... her eyes find ways to eat him alive.

hope was a long shot in gotham. though selina supposed she could see why so many gravitated towards it ... the sentimental, the philosophical, the disturbed. herself, her heels click in his direction. languid, controlled. a straight line to superman. as his boots hit the floor, catwoman sidles up to his front, eyes taking him in. " oh honey, i'm sorry --- " a sultry pout, hands beginning to come in contact with his abdomen.

her nails hit first, catching on each individual ab muscle, testing, tracing. her head tilts, words coming out low + unhurried. " i love the chase, what can i say ... " with one finger, she digs her claw into his side, breaking skin. eyes fixed on his reaction, secondary hand grounded at his hip. in his face --- mild discomfort. at his grimace, a full smile breaks onto her lips. upon retrieval of her nail, she already feels the wound begin to close. he really was invulnerable.

with that, her hands slink off of him, though the space between the two remains slim. selina laughs, shoulders shrugging, and expression like a kid caught in the cookie jar. " couldn't resist ... " the same finger travels to her lips, licking his blood clean from her hand. slow, methodical, eyes caught in his ... released with a 'pop'. " ... what did you need, exactly ? " / @f0rtomorrows

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❛ i can take care of myself. ❜

"𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍" 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 | 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄, the quirk of her brow is uncontrollable. as is the brief look of disgust ... ( a proud animal, to a fault. ) selina wasn't the one to hold his hand, and if tim wanted to disparage her with blatant disrespect ... so be it. she sends him a cutting glare over her shoulder, one foot dangling over the edge of the rooftop they shared. " fine. we'll go in separately. good luck keeping up, junior. " she drops to the window below. / @identitysolved

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❛ don’t you ever just say hello? ❜

"𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍" 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 | 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐓. even in less - than - graceful straits like this one. ( the moving wingcycle. ) her heels collide with his back, hands following - her nails catching on the fabric of his suit. an infectious smile spreads onto her face from his squirming, the vehicle jerking as she settled in her seat behind him. " patience. " a curl of her lips, word almost a hiss against the wind whipping around the two of them.

slithering hands find his back again. and slowly, her grip ends at the base of his neck, securing her position fully. " hellooo nightwing ... " / @prodiga1

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&. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  dialogue  prompts  taken  from  the  batman  (2022),  directed  by  matt  reeves.  feel  free  to  edit  and  change  as  you  seem  fit.  ) 

❛ two years of nights have turned me into a nocturnal animal. ❜

❛ it’s a big city. i can’t be everywhere. ❜

❛ fear is a tool. ❜

❛ the hell are you supposed to be? ❜

❛ i’m vengeance. ❜

❛ what does a liar do when he’s dead? he lies still. ❜

❛ happy fuckin’ halloween. ❜

❛ i wish i could say i’m making a difference, but i don’t know. ❜

❛ the city’s eating itself. maybe it’s beyond saving. but i have to try. ❜

❛ you’re becoming quite a celebrity. ❜

❛ have a shower. ❜

❛ if this continues, it won’t be long before you’ve nothing left. ❜

❛ if i can’t change things here, if i can’t have an effect, then i don’t care what happens to me. ❜

❛ you’re not my father. ❜

❛ some fresh berries there. ❜

❛ oh, this guy’s hilarious. ❜

❛ get out of here. you hear me? or that little suit’s gonna get all full of blood. ❜

❛ take it easy, sweetheart. ❜

❛ boy, you’re everything they say, ain’t ya? ❜

❛ you got a lot of cats. ❜

❛ i have a thing about strays. ❜

❛ you’re not safe here. ❜

❛ i can take care of myself. ❜

❛ hey, why am i starting to feel like a fish on a hook? ❜

❛ boy, you’re a real sweetheart. ❜

❛ look at me. ❜

❛ that’s one of the guys i got into it with the other night. looks like i broke his nose. ❜

❛ is bruce wayne making an actual appearance? ❜

❛ serial killers like to follow reactions to their crimes. ❜

❛ you have to keep up appearances. you’re still a wayne. ❜

❛ i’ve been trying to reach you. ❜

❛ i’m giving you a chance. no one ever gave me a chance. ❜

❛ it can be cruel poetic or blind. but when it’s denied, it’s violence you may find. ❜

❛ if you are justice, please do not lie. what is the price for your blind eye? ❜

❛ since your justice is so select, tell us which vermin you’re paid to protect. ❜

❛ is this how you get your kicks, hon? sneaking up on girls in the dark? ❜

❛ what the hell is this? good cop, batshit cop? ❜

❛ no habla español, fellas? ❜

❛ jesus. his next victim is bruce wayne. ❜

❛ wasn’t sure i’d see you again. ❜

❛ was it worth it? compromising yourself for money? ❜

❛ who are you under there? what are you hiding? are you just hideously scarred? ❜

❛ i told you, baby. i can take care of myself. ❜

❛ do you know who i am? ❜

❛ i could see the fear in your eyes, but i didn’t know how to help. ❜

❛ i could teach you how to fight, but i wasn’t equipped to take care of you. ❜

❛ you needed a father. and all you had was me. ❜

❛ i never thought i’d feel fear like that again. ❜

❛ come on, vengeance. let’s go kill that son of a bitch. ❜

❛ listen to me. don’t throw your life away. ❜

❛ don’t worry, honey. i got nine of ’em. ❜

❛ whatever i know, whatever i’ve done, it’s all going with me to my grave. ❜

❛ i just ordered a slice of pumpkin pie. ❜

❛ my life has been a cruel riddle i could not solve. ❜

❛ i know now what i must become. ❜

❛ if only you knew how long i’ve been waiting for this day. for this moment. ❜

❛ god. look at you. your mask is amazing. i wish you could’ve seen me in mine. ❜

❛ you and i both know i’m looking at the real you right now. ❜

❛ i told you, we’ve been doing this together. you’re a part of this. ❜

❛ we didn’t do anything together. ❜

❛ this is not how this was supposed to go! ❜

❛ oh, you’re really not as smart as i thought you were. ❜

❛ what’s black and blue and dead all over? you. ❜

❛ i can already see things will get worse before they get better. ❜

❛ people need hope. to know someone’s out there for them. ❜

❛ one day you’re on top, the next… you’re a clown. ❜

❛ gotham loves a comeback story. ❜

❛ riddle me this… the less of them you have, the more one is worth. ❜

❛ don’t you ever just say hello? ❜

❛ you know this place is never gonna change. ❜

❛ the bat and the cat. it’s got a nice ring. ❜

❛ take care of yourself. ❜