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[jilldraws90]

My Little Robin: Prologue After 10 plus years apart Bruce and Selina reunite on Gotham's rooftops. Batman, Robin, Catwoman Copyright to DC, Bill Finger, and Bob Kane all rights reserved ArtWork copyright to jilldraws.com, All rights reserved 1st quote, unknown, “searchquotes.com” 2nd quote, Mirella Muffarotto, “Everybody is a Story” (The Rook Grew #1)

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[ana-nke]

Selina Kyle's cosplay

In process...

[deadpool-loves-tacos-blog-blog]

Distraction || Drabble for Seline-Kyle-Catwoman

"What the fuck do we do?" Wade hissed at Selina as the men who had them cornered slowly crept towards them. Wade's eyes darted to his swords which had been knocked out of his hands in the fight. They were both behind the line of bad guys, out of reach. He shot a panicked look at Selina and gulped. These bad guys were heavily armed and thirsty for blood. Wade wasn't worried about himself, he would heal from whatever punishment they would throw at him. Selina, on the other hand, didn't have his healing factor.

The sound of something being unzipped caught Wade's attention. He looked around him, trying to locate the sound, then he realised it was coming from Selina. He looked at her as she unzipped her cat suit and purred at the bad guys. If Wade had been using his common sense, he would understand that Selina was causing a distraction to enable Wade to bypass the bad guys and get his swords. But Wade wasn't using his common sense. He was too busy staring at the display Selina was putting on.

"Wade, honey, go get your swords." Selina whispered very quietly, so quietly that Wade almost missed it. He dragged his eyes away from her chest, past the bad guys and to his swords. He blinked a couple of times and then smirked. He darted past the bewitched men as they stared at Selina and he grabbed his swords. As soon as Wade picked them up, Selina zipped up her cat suit and laughed.

"Let 'em have it, babe." Selina called out to him. And so he did.

[fightingforthecommongood-blog]

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OMG THANKYOU!! XD

[xthemutegirl--archived]

selina-kyle-catwoman started following you

''Um...hi. Who are you?'' She asks nervously.

[jilldraws90]

After all the awkwardness. Ya dead, Bruce. Batman copyright to Bill Finger, DC, And Bob Kane, all rights reversed ArtWork copyright to jilldraws, all rights reversed

[jilldraws90]

The morning after, Bruce suddenly remembers he forgot something. Poor Selina and Dickie is too pure for the world. Batman, Robin, Catwoman Copyright to DC, Bill Finger, and Bob Kane, All rights reserved ArtWork copyright to jilldraws.com, All rights reserved

[deadpool-loves-tacos-blog-blog]

Cat Nap || Selina and Wade

Wade quietly landed on the balcony outside of his apartment and peered into the window and into the dark room. There didn't appear to be anyone inside. It appeared to be safe. Wade knew better than most that appearances can be deceiving but right now, all he wanted was to get inside, get out of his uniform and watch some trashy TV. It had been too long since Wade had indulged into his favourite past-time.

Wade opened the window and slipped into the dark apartment, creeping through to the bedroom and discarding his mercenary uniform as he went. The apartment was still and quiet apart from the rustle of Wade's clothes and his breathing. And someone else's breathing. He wasn't alone. Looks like relaxing and watching TV was going to have to wait.

Wade retrieved one of his guns and was about to click the safety off when he noticed that the other person was on his bed. Correction: they were in his bed. Asleep. Sighing, Wade hit the lights and aimed the gun at the sleeping form. Immediately Wade lowered the gun when he saw who it was. "Selina?!"

[deadpool-loves-tacos-blog-blog]

(drabble prompt) Nightmares.

Wade was running. He was running from everyone he had ever killed, rightly or wrongly. They all wanted a piece of him. To tear a chunk of his flesh from his bones. For revenge. For the hell of it. There were too many of them to fight so Wade ran. He ran until his lungs started to burn and his legs ached. But he couldn't stop. If he stopped, they would be on him, tearing him apart.

He fell through a black hole. He fell for what felt like a life time. He couldn't tell if his victims also fell through the hole. He tumbled through the air, through the darkness, wondering if he was ever going to stop.

He landed with a loud smack that made his bones shake. He tried to get to his feet but something was pinning him to the ground.

"It's all your fault." A familiar voice said. Wade's heart sank. It was her. These nightmares were always worse when she made an appearance.

"Ness, please, I didn't mean-" Wade tried to look up at her but she slapped his face hard, sending him back to the ground.

"It's all your fault." She repeated, her voice ice cold. Wade gasped and strained against whatever it was that was pinning him to the ground. He tried to look at Vanessa, beg her for her forgiveness. Tell her he still missed her. Tell her he didn't mean for her to die in his arms.

"It's all your fault."

Wade awoke screaming out Vanessa's name. He was on his couch in his apartment, the Golden Girls playing on TV, a half eaten taco by his side. Cursing under his breath, he got up and made himself some strong coffee. He didn't need sleep. Sleep was for the weak. Sleep meant he had to face his demons. He had enough to deal with when he was awake.

[deadpool-loves-tacos-blog-blog]

selina-kyle-catwoman replied to your post: Wade, is it? I don’t believe we’ve met.

Mmm, yes, I am. It’s always nice to hear that.

You are one super bad ass chick. So how's it going over in Gotham city?

[fightingforthecommongood-blog]

selina-kyle-catwoman replied to your post: Selina. -she holds her hand out-

Likewise. -she circles him slowly- I’ve heard a fair bit about you.

Steve frowned as she circled him, last time that had happened he had ended up with a knife in his gut "Who hasn't?"