* no one hurts girls in my town !

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[trenchcoat-wizard]

stealsjewels​:

eyes shifted from him to the other people. she didn’t want to deal with a werido brit in the middle of a city that he shouldn’t be in. on the other hand, if someone else saw him from the different areas he would be killed. & if she had to guess, probably penguin. 

“ good, glad we got that sorted. ” a pause, an eyebrow raising. “ anybody who is working against those creeps wouldn’t be here. trust me, this place is worse than whatever’s up there – you haven’t seen what in the sewers. but .. yeah, if you wanted to cause trouble you would of & didn’t talk to me. so, yeah. i believe you. ”

//

A lot of people had a hard time believing that he was any sort of good guy. While John might not call himself a “good guy,” he definitely tried to do the right thing. He also definitely went places that he should not have gone to, so any sort of warning she might give him was not going to be heeded.

“Ta fer th’ cautionin’, luv, but I can take care o’ meself. Maybe I’ll hit those sewers on th’ way out. Sounds like fun.” He smirked, aware that this was not the best place to be, but thinking that made it a prime target for alien agents too. “Ok, glad you believe me on that count, so I don’t ‘spose you’ll let me on whether anythin’ weird’s goin’ on 'round here? Promise I won’t interfere in anythin’ yer doin’.”

[stealsjewels]

selina knew people, she knew if they were bad or good by a glance. it was a good skill to have in the east end, someone who you thought was your friend could end up stabbing you or worse, and your enemy could become your best friend in an instant. she knew he wouldn’t cause trouble for her or anyone here. or it would be painful for him.

" you guys always seem to be able to take care of yourselves so .. — no. don’t go in the sewers, last guy who did that didn’t come back up. " poor guy. " weird ? no. i mean just the normal gotham weird around, clowns & scarecrows. y’know how it is. "

[bad-comic-art]

DC Future State: Catwoman 1

Her anatomy disturbs me

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submitted by @jewish-harley-quinn​

[taskymasters]

stealsjewels​:

“ right. ” an raised eyebrow at his sudden words, this guy was strange but in gotham, strange was somewhat normal.

selina noticed him glance away, at a screen. something was off about him and she didn’t like it. the hairs on the back of her neck were beginning to stand up. something was wrong.

head tilted at his sudden confession, course he did, it was gotham. “ and as much as i like to get flirted at by a psychopath, no. no raincheck. ” even if the person he wanted to kill was the scum of the earth. this was her neighbourhood. a hiss, hands moving her whip out of its holster ; immediately flicking her wrist to hook the whip around his leg ; pulling as hard as she could.

Tony rolled his shoulders back briefly. The stretch he was awarded was minimal, but doable; she didn’t seem the type to just let some merc for hire waltz on in, not with that mean mug. She was a house cat playing guard dog, but that didn’t make her any less of a threat than the usual meatheads he had to contend with. 

He shrugged at the decline. “Damn shame. ‘dunno how I’ll sleep tonight,” his humor was dry, though cut short by the quickness of her whip as it hurried to him in a flurry. Its sting wrapped tightly around his leg and the entirety of her body weight pulled his leg out from under him - or at least, that was her goal.

His goal was to put a stop to that shit. He aimed to stomp down with his other foot, to counteract her pull and hopefully knock her off her feet. If that didn’t work, he already had plan b under his sleeve.

[stealsjewels]

if only batman was here then he would deal with this. she didn’t really want to deal with this right now. this was his thing, hers was looking after the east end. not dealing with this. hopefully this wouldn’t land her in the icu.

“ — shut up. you’re not my type anyways. ” a small hint of a smile, wrapping the end of her whip around her hand. just to make sure she didn’t slip. eyes widened at the stomp, she really should of seen that coming. selina stumbled forward slightly ; immediately dropping her whip to stop her from fully falling forward.

[stealsjewels]

lbatman​:

The wind was biting upon the rooftops high above, feeding down through the cracks between the buildings into the alleyways to give a chill that hung in the air and made a point of seeping through all cold-weather protection it could reach. Selina adjusted herself against the cold and Bruce shifted, angling himself so he was blocking the brunt of the breezes blowing through from the space behind him.

It was a relief that nothing too serious had happened without his knowledge- nothing that Selina couldn’t handle. A twitch pulled at his lips at her questioning, a wry half-smile that lasted for less than a second.

“I’m sleeping fine,” he sighed, which was entirely untrue. Bruce couldn’t find good rest anymore, what with the mission unraveling at his feet. He paused, looking Selina over for a moment before cutting past would-be pleasantries. “If there’s nothing serious going on, then I need your help.”

she had lived in the worst part of gotham all her life, there were times when she wanted to leave ; she had the money & the connections to do it without problem but these kids meant a lot to her, and even if she left, he would see find her somehow. catwoman was rooted in her veins as batman was in his.

a smile ghosted her over lips as eyes moved away from him, eyes glancing back down the to the main street of the end ; it was calmer than it normally was. maybe the people sensed his presence and didn’t want to cause a scene. selina would of done the exactly same thing.

“ mhm ? ” he hadn’t been a good liar in all the years that she knew him ; lying was her terrority. he wasn’t very good at it, but she let it pass for now. bigger fish to fry. eyes cast back to him at his words, eyebrow rasing. “ -- i’m listening. ”

[stealsjewels]

trenchcoat-wizard​:

//

Obviously he had not quite made a good impression. No surprise there. John hardly looked like the most trustworthy individual. He certainly did not blame her for being guarded in the first place. Who knew if those alien buggers had spies lurking around? Though if they wanted to actually gain any information, they would not gain much if they sent spies who looked like him.

“I don’t know you either, so I guess we’re even on that count. Definitely don’t blame you fer not wantin’ ta talk. I wouldn’t wanna talk ta me either.” He chuckled. “Look, you don’t hafta trust me. I could tell you that I’m workin’ ta help fight off these alien bastards, but you probably won’t believe me. Though I hope you will believe me if’n I tell you I didn’t come here ta cause trouble.”

eyes shifted from him to the other people. she didn’t want to deal with a werido brit in the middle of a city that he shouldn’t be in. on the other hand, if someone else saw him from the different areas he would be killed. & if she had to guess, probably penguin. 

“ good, glad we got that sorted. ” a pause, an eyebrow raising. “ anybody who is working against those creeps wouldn’t be here. trust me, this place is worse than whatever’s up there -- you haven’t seen what in the sewers. but .. yeah, if you wanted to cause trouble you would of & didn’t talk to me. so, yeah. i believe you. ”

[failed-mad-scientist]

Gotham City Sirens - Peter Nguyen

[stealsjewels]

side-of-puddin​:

Harley laughed as she brought her hand up to the wig. “It is cheap, and itchy as hell,” she replied before taking off the oversize sunglasses.

She opened her arms out wide, spirit fingers gesturing her friend to come in for a hug. Selina wasn’t always the most affectionate, or nice really, but then again Harley killed people and stole their wigs from time to time too.

“How the kids doin?” Harley asked. The kids were something she had always agreed with Selina on. It was one thing for grown adults to jump into a life of crime, but kids were off limits in every regard. “Any of em’ need scarin’ straight from their auntie Harley?” She put on a tough guy pout for all of two seconds before laughing again.

Originally posted by ilovetvseriesworld

a smile, at the blonde undeneth finally. it had been too long since she saw her or ivy to that matter ; the sirens rarely got together much anymore since the aliens which wasn’t any fun. that had to change soon.

selina moved into her arms, her own arms wrapping around the other as she squeezed tightly. this felt good. although there was a few people that got to see this side of selina ; harley being one of those lucky few. she was a guarded person for a reason.

“ they’re .. okay .. they’re scared for obvious reasons but they’re doing good. ” eyes softed as her words, harley knew that protecting the kids was a big deal for her. it made her happy that she saw the same way. “ y’know some of them are gonna be happy that you’re around. most of them are still scared of clowns, you know how it is. ”

[mxgicdave]

we dem girls!

[stealsjewels]

lbatman​:

Bruce met Selina’s gaze easily, even through her expression made it clear that she most certainly didn’t want to be talking to him. Not here, at least. His hands curled in his cape where it fell open at his sides and he let his head dip slightly at her words. Normal people they were not.

“It’s not,” he agreed, letting the seriousness of his voice soften ever so. It wasn’t entirely true that he wasn’t here to check up, but there was another reason more important. “Though, I’m coming as an ally, all the same. Has there been much trouble for you, as of late?”

eyes softened at his face for a moment before eyes glanced away. they had been through so much these past years, even more so before that. a puse before eyes looked back, she couldn’t ignore him. life always came to bite her in the ass more often than most. 

“ course. ” a swallow as she pulled her jacket tighter around her body, one of the things she hadn’t gotten used to was the cold, gotham was cruel. “ trouble ? not trouble as you would think. bruised knees & drugs being sold to children but nothing like what you’re used to. ” a sigh, fingers pinching the bridge of her nose. “  -- have you been sleeping ? like properly sleeping ? ” she couldn’t lie to herself that she didn’t care.

[saintlopezlov3r]

Selina Kyle🐈‍⬛

DC Comics

[stealsjewels]

side-of-puddin·:

Harley hasn’t been to the East end in a while. Between the aliens, the politics, and the depressed look on everyone’s face, she typically stuck to her own side of Gotham. Still, not all favors and requests could be fulfilled in Clown Town, and she needed to get shit done.

As much as Harley was a free woman, she was still a wanted woman, which meant blending in from time to time. She wore a brown, shoulder length wig, big sunglasses that hid most of her face, a much too large dark green sweater, and ill fitting jeans. It wasn’t her outfit of choice, but the fastest way to being ignored in a crowd was to look as sad as everyone else.

Harley heard the foot steps behind her, just barely, before the voice followed. She tried not to crack a grin, deciding to play it up a bit first.

“Da,” she replied in a quiet broken voice, “I am looking for big, strong man to carry me like trophy bear through town.” She laid on the Russian accent a bit thick, but come on, of all the people to stop her, it was Selina? Too good.

“Have you seen? Mayhap wearing big, black, bat costume?” Her smile shown through then, unable to contain the little spark of joy that came with seeing a familiar face.

the people in the east end had a look to them ; most of them were depressed, scared but at the same time hopeful. once you get to the east end, the only way was up but as much as selina wanted to leave, she couldn’t. the kids needed her help as to not end up like her, make sure they didn’t fall into the various gangs around gotham.

thats why the woman looked off to her, to most people she wouldn’t of rang alarm bells but selina had been round the block a lot, so to speak. she knew how people worked, more so to those who were trying to blend it. she needed to blend in, she knew how hard it could be. this woman was trying too hard to blend in.

a smile as an eyebrow rose at her words, now why would anybody talk about a bat around her, unless they knew of her ... involvement. “ mhm ? russia is about 5,000 miles that way ...” the smile grew at the hint of joy in the lady’s eyes. oh of course.

“ -- i don’t like the wig. it looks cheap. ” a grin now, eyes softening at her face. it felt good to see a friend again even in these strange times. but it was gotham, times were always strange.

[heavenverging-deactivated202111]

[stealsjewels]

taskymasters​:

Tony smirked beneath his façade. “Somethin’ like that, sure,” he returned coolly; the skull was a motif taken in remembrance, in honor - now it served as an omen. The cat wasn’t far off.

He chuckled at her line of sardonic questioning before he stole a glance at the small screen on the back of his left forearm. The building just beside them housed his target, so he needed to wrap this up quickly.

“I kill people for money,” came Tony’s casual response, as if he were nothing more than a bank teller. “Now, I like chattin’ up a beautiful woman as much as the next guy, but I’ve kind of got somewhere to be right now. Raincheck?” Rhetorical, as he’d started to step away, wanting nothing more than to get to the job at hand instead of dealing with a world class thief.

“ right. ” an raised eyebrow at his sudden words, this guy was strange but in gotham, strange was somewhat normal.

selina noticed him glance away, at a screen. something was off about him and she didn’t like it. the hairs on the back of her neck were beginning to stand up. something was wrong.

head tilted at his sudden confession, course he did, it was gotham. “ and as much as i like to get flirted at by a psychopath, no. no raincheck. ” even if the person he wanted to kill was the scum of the earth. this was her neighbourhood. a hiss, hands moving her whip out of its holster ; immediately flicking her wrist to hook the whip around his leg ; pulling as hard as she could.

[stars-bean]

Affair in Trinidad (1952) dir. Vincent Sherman

[stealsjewels]

lrdblkhrt​:

These people were small fry, ants beneath his heel - they were of no concern to him, especially the ones without superhuman abilities. They were fodder, little toys to play with whenever he grew bored - an occurrence that often overtook him.

Now was not one of those instances, but she’d painted a target on herself nonetheless. Anton kept his gaze on her; he didn’t fear most, which was a gross oversight on his part, but he’d yet to realize. For now, he watched the neighborhood’s guard dog with a growing and amused grin.

“Passing through the neighborhood, sure. Gotham? Not so much,” he stole a step forward, testing her. “Is that a promise? I sure would like to watch you try.”

eyes glance away as fingers pinched the bridge of her nose. she wasn’t having a good day as it is & this wasn’t really helping ; the bruise on her ribs was coming back to haunt her and in a not nice way. eyes narrowed as she thought about punching him in the face. there was people around, that wouldn’t be wise. “ great. ” a hiss, body not moving when he stepped foward, an eyebrow raising at his boldness. “ i wouldn’t test me, its been a bad day already. ”

[nofled]

[stealsjewels]

lbatman​:

The shadows of Gotham were something that Bruce was eternally grateful for. The city itself lent itself to providing them, the buildings providing cover on their ledges and in their alleys through darkness deep enough to seemingly swallow you whole. Batman thrived in the dark, in the nights and under the clouds that always seemed to hang around the city even during the day. Even now, as he watched Selina from yards away, he hung in the shadows. Not because he was spying on her but because he didn’t want to interrupt. Batman wasn’t always the best when there were children involved.

She came to him herself, however, and he dipped his head into a nod, acknowledging that he was unwelcome. But he wasn’t here to cause problems for Catwoman. “This is me calling,” he said, putting an edge of finality in his voice. He wasn’t going to be leaving just yet. “I wanted to talk.”

eyes glanced away, catching sight of a piece of colourful trash ; a sigh, before she shook her head. arms crossed over her chest, finally looking up at him ; an eyebrow rose. he knew how this area worked, the rules. people didn’t like him here, it made a hard problem more complex, she had a hard time trying to keep the peace as it was.

“ normal people have phones, bruce. ” eyes softened, reliaising that he wasn’t going to leave her alone for the time being. “ i haven’t done anything illegal recently. ” that he knew of. “ what do you want to talk about ? this clearly isn’t a social call. ”