#rubycaped

[clawsextended]

@rubycaped asked: "I'm trying very hard to understand why it is you insist on defying me."

skepticism colors the cat’s features. the way she turns her head is owlish, each step a long stride, each click of a heel consistent promise.

“because—“ head turns again, body briefly with it, jaunty, to and away like a reed in the wind, “—i don’t share your kink for doing things the hard way.”

hand raises to caress a cheek, leaning in obnoxiously. grin flickers to life on dimpled cheeks and the cat’s alive, alight, ochre-chestnut eyes shimmering, a lake in golden dawn.

“so how about the easy way?”

behind her, the door creaks open, her other hand expertly flicking a claw into a lock to pick it so cleanly it’s almost invisible. she winks, tilts her head.

“ladies first.”

[sofialcone]

@rubycaped said: ❛ may i have this dance? ❜

When Sofia fills a room, the crowd parts for her presence. In the age old adage of whether it's better to be respected or feared, she has only achieved the latter. Fear. It's the wide look in people's eyes. It's the sour taste on their skin. It's the tremble of their bones. She struts nearer and they scatter, some not as subtle as the others. She embraces the reaction, because what else is there for her to do? They all think she is a murderess, all think she is more than capable of taking life in the grasp of her hands and ending it. Sofia allows them to think it. No more crying like a lost little girl about her innocence. No one cares. Why should she, anymore?

When Kate Kane makes way towards her, Sofia smiles, a look that is deadly. As if she has poison laced on her lips. Taking a glass of champagne, Sofia lets out a snort of a laugh. ❛ Dancing? That's an awful dangerous request for you to make. ❜ Doesn't Kate know the horrific things they all accuse Sofia of? How the blood of innocent women is piled atop her dainty hands? Allegedly. Emptying the glass, she places it on a random surface then takes Kate's hand. Seems to say, sure, you can have this dance.

[danviers]

@rubycaped asked: ‘ here, let me help you. ’

Holding the focus she’d kept on the far unlighted wall, distancing herself from the sharp sting needling beneath the wound beneath the torn shoulder of her FBI windbreaker, Alex let out a short, clipped exhale through her nose.

Gotham, as she'd had long come to realise, had been everything the rumors said and so much more: a city overflowing with the kind of chaos and disorder that could only be attributed to the horrors that lurked in the thick smog of its seedy, sprawling underbelly, and its vast moral greying; A far - reaching convolution of darkness and deception and corruption, inhabited still by those willing to help.

" I should be out there, " Alex breathed. It'd been through and through, she discerned; a flesh wound. That much, at least, was marginally clearer than the city grime. " But —— I appreciate it. "

[am4zon]

@rubycaped said: ❛ why are you avoiding me? ❜

❛ I thought it was for the best, ❜ arrives Diana's weak excuse. The truth is that it hurt marginally less if she was the one who did the avoiding. You see, ever since her fingers had wrapped around Maxwell Lord's neck and snapped it, she hasn't been the most popular League member around. ❛ Superman is disappointed in me. And your cousin.... ❜ She pauses, the hurt so thick in her voice that you could cut it with a knife. Maybe she wishes Bruce would simply hate her. Instead, it is like he is disgusted with her. He won't look her in the eye, and frankly, Diana is terrified of what she would find reflected back at her. Why should Kate be any different?

Diana closes her eyes, but there is no peace to be found. An apology dies on her lips. She cannot lie and say she is sorry. Not when she is certain she would make the same decision again and again. Maxwell had to die. ❛ I miss you, ❜ she says instead, and it's the most truthful confession she could have made.

[sonicanary]

a starter i should have written a long time ago

One of her high heels broke, so she tossed the classy shoes down a trasher near the restaurant. The woman overly made up strode in the place, bare foot with her fishnets with bigger holes than it should, a furry - but fake - coat dangling around her shoulders. Her lips bruised, a black eye was slowly making its way to her beautiful blue look.

Dinah spotted her date, and sat across the table after she planted a kiss upon the beautiful ginger woman @rubycaped. "I know I look like an eastern european prostitute but..." She stopped herself, " I'm sorry I'm late."

[afraidofchange]

🚩 gimme ur hottest mass effect take

hot takes. | @rubycaped

Default femshep is ugly.

It's the fact that they didn't give her a face model, and then also caked on a shit ton of eye make up. She has extreme uncanny valley vibes, and I wish they had had someone to base the face model on (like default mshep at least has a real life face model, even if his eyes are bugged out in some scenes).

also on that note, 'default' Shepard =/= the ONLY Shepard, and I'm tired of people saying you can't make good customs w/o mods. You can, I've done it, others have done it, try harder.

[heartsbreaking-migrated]

REPLY to @rubycaped / kate kane *

she was looking forward to meeting up with her after the show. she was thoroughly impressed by the woman in front of her, but not only that she was interested to get to know her. was she surprised she was interested in getting to know cora as well? a little, but despite her nerves, cora expected the evening to go well.

"i knew who you were before i saw the card," cora admitted before she could think that maybe it was better to play it cool. "anyway- i'm cora jane but you can call me both or just cora. either works because they're both my name."

[reignthem]

she lands with a flourish to intercept a blow, open palm taking the GLANCE of it while @rubycaped​ moves with an artistry that sam can only appreciate.  “  well you did say you wanted to go on a date with capes sometime,  ”  calls out when she gives a gentle rap on the tipped crown of her assailant to send him crumpling.  she turns to join the battle, but not before throwing a blinding grin in kate’s direction.