#felineae

[adentincrime]

@felineae WANTS TO PUT A DENT IN CRIME.

“Bruce, where are you? You were supposed to be here twenty minutes ago!”

“I’m sorry, Harvey, but something came up. I won’t be able to make it tonight.”

     Harvey paced back and forth outside the conference room, stopping when a well-dressed couple walked by. He quickly hid his cellphone behind his back and squared his shoulders, flashing them one of his winning smiles along with a polite, “hi, how are you folks doing tonight?” — then resumed his anxious footwork as soon as they were out of sight.

“What do you mean, ‘something came up?’ Bruce, this is it — I’m officially running for mayor! How do you think it’s going to look to the voters when the guy who’s funding my entire campaign doesn’t show up to support me in person?”

“Harv, listen to me: you’re going to be fine. These are the same people who elected you to be their district attorney, remember? They came to see Harvey Dent, not Bruce Wayne.”

“Yeah, yeah, okay... I’m sorry; I guess I’m just all nerves tonight, you know?” 

     Harvey's eyes drifted towards the courthouse’s entrance, perking up at just how many people were still lining up to pass through the security check point. He scanned the crowd of familiar faces — fellow members of Gotham’s bar association, other elected officials, even a handful of Gordon’s people — but settled on the one person he didn’t recognize: HER.

“  — how does that sound, Harvey? ... Harvey? Harv, are you there?”

“... What? Oh! Uh, yeah, fundraiser at Wayne Manor, that’s — that’s a great idea! Hey, Bruce? I have to go, uh, shake some hands, now, but we’ll talk later, okay?”

“Okay... Harvey, are you sure you’re — ” Click.

     Harvey slipped his phone back into the inner pocket of his jacket, and took a deep breath. “All right, Harvey,” he murmured to himself as he adjusted his tie, “time to go win some votes.” Armed with his best ‘politician smile,’ the mayoral hopeful began to work his way through the crowd, greeting several enthusiastic Gothamites before finally reaching the woman he’d spotted a few minutes ago ( and whom he’d kept a close eye on since ).

“You know what I love about election season?” Harvey asked, his smile easing into something more genuine as she turned around. “I always get to meet a new face. Harvey Dent,” he said, offering his hand to the woman, “Gotham’s district attorney and, if I’m lucky, its next mayor.”

“Can I count on your vote, Miss...?”

[stygianjustice-blog]

@felineae

Bruce is careful not to shift his bed too much when he sits up, not wanting to jostle Selina’s thigh and wake her up with pain. While her leg has been healing, Bruce had offered to let her stay until the stitches could be removed, ending up offering his bed to her as well. It’s easier on her injury. 

 He hesitates before getting out of bed, looking over at Selina curled up on her side, practically swallowed by his old Gotham Knights shirt. The sleeve has slipped down this morning, revealing her shoulder and neck to catch the light of the dim sunrise. Two fingertips caress the lit skin briefly before he’s carefully bending down to press his lips to Selina’s shoulder, not sure if he hopes it doesn’t disturb her or if it wakes her.

[itsaliving-blog]

a time they kissed ///// i *~need~* it from tommy's pov

 “ –   ‘AN SO,   THAT’S BASICALLY IT.”    okay,   tommy knew that selina wasn’t exactly fond of noonans.   it was a pretty grimy place,  full of grimy hitmen –  tommy included.  but he wanted to be there before  he potentially  left the country in order to get  maggie to safety.   after all,   they had met and teamed up on several occasions at this point,   had formed a close bond as friends.   although he knew selina wouldn’t worry  ( he figured she might wonder,  at best ),    he wanted to keep her in the loop,  especially since he was practically dropping off the face of the earth,          never to return to gotham.     “with all these government guys on maggie’s ass,   we really just …   we don’t got any other choice.   i gotta get the kid to safety,  an’  i don’t know if i’m,    uh.   ever gonna be back.”

goodbyes were weird,   to say the least.   especially when both parties were staying alive,  just separately. 

 tommy lit another cigarette,   gentle stress evident on his face.   he avoided looking at  selina’s  solemn expression,   at the way her chin was resting in her lithe palm,   at the way her catlike eyes were pointedly trained on him throughout the conversation,    watching his movements.  “i’m actually leaving tomorrow.”    he remarked,   a slightly humorless chuckle on his lips  as he turned to look at her finally,    sunglasses hiding uncertainty  in obsidian eyes.   “  —    sorry if it’s sappy i asked you to come here.   guess i just figured i was gonna miss you,  cats.     …    i mean.    i am gonna miss you.   ‘m gonna miss a lot of things,   i think.”     

his sigh was full of a childhood lost.   he put out the cigarette,  downed the previously-untouched  shot in front of him,    and leaned toward the woman beside him in order to  plant an exceedingly  brief  kiss on her painted lips  &  then give  her  a  hug around the shoulders.      call it a moment of  vulnerability.    call it a genuine,   appropriate  goodbye,    because  tommy would be long dead this time tomorrow. 

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oooof de verdad no tuviera las palabras correctas para decirte todo lo que te mereces. eres super ! no solamente dedicada y creativa pero eres una persona tan amable y tan dispuesta a ayudar a los demás, que se demuestra en tu amor por harley y por tus amigos. puedes capturar la esencia de ella hasta el ultimo detalle, y ni voy a empezar a hablar sobre tu talento con las palabras. eres una presencia insustituible y me da mucha alegría poder llamarte mi amiga. sigue siendo fantástica amor <3

critiqué my portrayal: accepting.

esto me dejó sonriendo como mensa por un buen rato fbfkjvgbfkg porque yo agradezco siempre al cielo y la tierra por haberme topado contigo :/ tenerte en el dash es una Delicia siempre porque nunca fallas en bañarnos a todos con tu talento like, selina es un personaje súper complicado; jamás había visto a nadie más capturar la voz y esencia en general tan rápido. sin mencionar que tienes talento para la prosa en inglés y español como nadie más! muchas gracias , i wuv ya <3!

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felineae replied to your post: also i’m dipping my toes into the water of discord...

I still don’t even know how discord rp works tbh

honestly ive had it explained to me and seen it in action but ive been on this hellsite so long that all over forms of roleplaying are like ????????????? how do

[cowled]

felineae replied to your photo

He’s a gardener, ok. He has his own little garden that he tends to but he lies and says it’s Alfred’s

That’s what I honestly believe. There’s canon that he tended to his mother’s graden after she died and then Alfred took over when he left to go train. I firmly believe he still maintains it when he has the time. 

[stygianjustice-blog]

i debated whether or not i should send u this bc i didn't wanna seem too biased and i feel like i'm always telling u how much i love u and ur bruce but !! i'll never tell u enough tbh !! u r 1st and foremost a wonderful person and that transfers easily into your writing; u have a very complicated and nuanced outlook on an already complicated and nuanced character and u do SO WELL for being new @ this whole bruce thing and conveying him in his stubbornness and emotional constipation and i love it

how’s my portrayal

*squishes ur cheeks* ilu and ur too sweet to me