#gothamcrusxder

[watsonjackpot]

+ @gothamcrusxder asked: ❝ I feel bad for anyone who’s on the wrong side of you. ❞

+ " There's no much that me and MR. SPARKY can't handle . " Considering the RESULTS she had to show for her HANDIWORK, there was definitely more than a bit of pure TRUTH to Mary Jane's words . All those years of SELF-DEFENSE classes that Aunt Anna had INSISTED she take had paid DIVIDENDS more than once now . Who needed a COSTUME when she could kick ass perfectly fine as MJ FREAKING WATSON ?

" Don't suppose you RECOGNIZE any of these guys ? Or who they might work for ? " she asked, nudging one with her boot . " They were definitely after me. "

[felin3fatal3]

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 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.

[cfthesoul-a]

‘dibs’ //obviously.

send me a ‘dibs’ if you are ridiculously attached to me as an rp partner

right back at ya, jay x 100000

[slytherintragedy]

✩༺♥༻✩ ━ ❝❛ when are you going to stop lying to me? ❜❞

✪ 。゜ ⠀ ☆ 。゜ ⠀ ★ Answered » { Bruce }

✦ —   * ⠀ / ⠀ 𝙁𝙄𝙇𝙀𝘿 𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍 ⠀﹕⠀ ❪ @gothamcrusxder ❫

The moment the words left the male's lips, her head was turning so fast to look at him. It was almost remarkable that didn't give herself a whiplash doing so, the look she was giving him was one of true disbelief. And for awhile it was so quiet that once could hear a pen hitting the ground if one was dropped, the nerve Bruce had to even dare accuse her of lying. Like what exactly was she lying about, huh? Okay, maybe there were a few things she hadn't be so straightforward with him about but still, the audacity of it all. ❝Excuse me? What exactly am I lying to you about?❞ Blair inquired, finally breaking the silence after what may have been an eternity. Okay, not an eternity but it has definitely be a hot minute.

[felin3fatal3]

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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.

[sacredpyre]

“How about something warm? It will will help you sleep.”

Even though Alena was starting to lose hope that anything could truly help her drift off to sleep at this late hour, she still held a glimmer of appreciation for the small comforts that tried to soothe her restless mind and appreciated his simple kindness. " Some tea would be lovely, if you have it. "

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[widowsurvives]

@gothamcrusxder said: "you're being loud."

Natasha hadn't realized the tangent she'd gotten off on, her words a mixture of English and Russian, rage dripping from each syllable that leaves her lips. How long had she been talking? As he points this out to her, her mouth snaps shut, and she spins on her heel, eyes narrowed for a moment as she raises a brow in question at him. "And you're awfully quiet over there."

[manaborn]

it's honestly nothing. i can deal with it myself.

↪ patching up wounds

❝ DOESN'T LOOK LIKE NOTHING. ❞ she huffs quietly before slapping his hands away and grabs the med-kit. Gwen was used to patching herself up and knows how much it sucked so she honestly didn't care if he could deal with it himself. ❝ Just shut up and let me take care of it, jeez. ❞ the wound looked worse than he was letting on. At least her powers could come in handy to help speed up the healing process.