Selina Treasure's Lookbook

.01 ✽ top | boyfriend shirt | skirt | heels

.02 ✽ tube top | pants | platform sandals

.03 ✽ dress | blazer | heels

.04 ✽ top | pants | platform sandals

A while ago I changed Selina's hair and updated her looks to match, and I think she looks incredibly gorgeous <3 The braided hair breaks the consistency but I loved it with that outfit, so I kept it anyway 🤍

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Happy Mother's Day! 💖💖

And Happy Day to the literary moms! 💖 That's why I'm sharing a scene from my last original story "Dark Circus: the most precious treasure" which is very important to me! 💖💖 Here there is:

– Nicholas!! –

Marcus screamed, as we ran to the fence. The dazzling light of a flash allowed us to see each other, for a couple of moments. Nicholas looked up terrified at us, then widened his eyes and began to shout in turn, his voice broken by tears.

– Dad!! MOM!! –

I inhaled and suddenly it was as if the whole world around me had stopped turning. Mom.

I blinked, as Marcus pushed the swinging gate, probably already disented by bad weather, to pass to the other side. Mom.

The lapping of the waves in flood against the cliff. Our steps in the race. Nicholas shouted, a few meters from us and we saw the brilliance of the diamond rolling away from the swing. Mom.

– Nicholas!! – I screamed again, torn apart, suddenly blocking myself. Silence.

My heart went crazy, galloping with loose briars. I closed my eyes.

– Mom!! –

His voice, desperate. I reopened my eyes and before I even realized it, my body moved on its own. For some absurd reason, I remembered Elizabeth telling me how she had tried to prevent Alexander from jumping off the terrace and how she couldn't, seeing him go down until he ended up in the water and I started running past Marcus who could not stop me in any way, this time. Without heels I was faster... and I was light. I ran feeling the perception of the earth becoming more and more muddy under my bare feet. The rotating light coming from the lighthouse illuminated the dark expanse in front of me. The ocean was in full storm. I caught my breath and jumped. Un, deux, trois. Demi Plie et Grand Jetè.

I had never gone on with dancing, although as a child my mother had insisted that I take classes. Since it wasn't something that could get my father's attention, I had soon lost interest. And yet, those noble and grandiose steps had something extraordinary, in their quest for perfect execution. But there was nothing extraordinary about that jump. Only the mechanic remembered positions tried and tried again until they were exhausted on the parquet of a room full of mirrors, but remained to haw in the memory of the body. That body that would also have been willing to destroy itself in order to save a child who, although not born from it, leained to it, screaming that name in tears. Mom! I grabbed Nicholas by squeezing him to me and managed to turn around with strength on the trunk. The pain of the tear that followed was excruciating, the strongest I had ever felt in my life. A few seconds separated us from ending up in the water, always assuming that the waves had not overwhelmed us before. But I would have sold the leather at a high price. I had learned to fight, to resist. And for my son I was willing to do anything. I looked at him. The thick black-haired head pressing on my chest, clinging like a little koala trembling over me. At that moment I didn't think we were going to die. I felt like crying at the memory of the first memory of him. After a long night and the interrogation of joint agencies given to Harriet Cruise and Varban Petrov, in Norfolk, we had reached Lex and the others present at the hotel. The presence of a child who could be considered a potential biological weapon had been what we had not yet been able to reach a point of agreement on. All we knew was what Alexander and Alejandra Ortega had reported, namely that Nicholas had always been kept under the key by the Reyes, owners of Cruise&Sons Pharma, and that his plasma had been the subject of study for alleged biological immunity to chemical agents of various kinds. When Kate joined us with Jace, holding hands of what Morris considered a danger to public safety, all I had seen was a six-year-old boy who was thin, underweight, wearing a jacket bigger than him, thick and disheveled black hair, the low and frightened look of those who were afraid of being mistreated again. I had approached it, with an impetus that I had never felt before and Nicholas had looked at me for the first time, revealing his blue eyes, the same cut as those of his late mother, for a moment, before he went back to hiding behind Kate. And, in those eyes that revealed all her pain, I realized for the first time in my life, I who had given up the idea of becoming a mother, that for that child I would be ready to give even my own life. I had sworn to Karina, after Nicholas' adoptability was declared, that I would do anything for him. And, when we could finally hold him in our arms as our son, I had confirmation that this would be the case for Marcus too.

Curiosity killed The Cat | Damian Wayne Imagine

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You were just 14 years old when you first encountered the infamous Damian Wayne. He strode through Gotham Metro Academy as if he owned the place, and with his father being the wealthiest man in Gotham City, it wasn't surprising. What made it even more intriguing was that you seemed to share almost every class with him.

"Why are you trailing me?" He inquired, standing tall beside your desk as you retrieved your class materials from your backpack. You glanced up, meeting his fierce green eyes without flinching. "Excuse me?" you retorted.

"You've been following me around, why?" he pressed, his tone dripping with curiosity. You scoffed and sized him up. "Ever been to a school before? If it were up to me, I'd be nowhere near you."

Damian clicked his tongue in annoyance. "How did you even get into this school? You don't seem like you can afford—" Before he could finish his sentence, you cut him off with a swift, hard punch to his face. You didn't care about his status as Bruce Wayne's son; whatever he was going to say deserved a punch.

The entire class stared at you in disbelief as Damian held his face where your punch had landed. If he hadn't looked furious before, he certainly did now. He restrained himself from retaliating, aware of the prohibition against hitting females, a double standard he found frustrating.

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"This is her second time punching a student, Ms. Kyle. I'm afraid that if this happens again, we will have no choice but to expel [Y/n]," the principal expressed with a concerned tone.

The principal's worried look held firm as Selina, your mother, fixed you with a glare that felt like it could burn holes through your head. This wasn't the first time she'd been summoned to the school, and it seemed like it wouldn't be the last. After a discussion with the principal, it was decided that you would receive two weeks of detention. It was definitely worth silencing that arrogant son of a bitch.

"We need to address your anger management," Selina said as both of you walked down the empty hallway. "I don't have anger issues," you retorted bluntly, even though deep down, you knew it was a problem you'd inherited from your late father. When you got into these moods, Selina knew precisely how to help you feel better.

"Since it's the weekend, how about we have a girls' night out?" Selina suggested. You looked up at her, and she gave you a knowing smile. The smirk that crossed your face was all the confirmation she needed.

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The moon hung full in the night sky as you and your mother, Selina, dashed through the streets of Gotham. When Selina halted, so did you. You peered down at the pristine glass that showcased exquisite diamond jewelry. Selina crouched over the glass ceiling, her cat-like nails making quick work of creating a large enough opening for both of you to slip through.

She gracefully entered the opening and gestured for you to follow. Drawing upon what Selina had taught you, you descended with a feline-like agility, landing on your feet without a sound. It was a moment that made Selina proud, despite the unconventional circumstances. She knew that involving her 14-year-old in a heist wasn't ideal, but she wanted to bond with you, and this was the only way she knew how.

"Help yourself to whatever you want, sweetheart," Selina encouraged as she admired the jewels in a glass casing. While she did that, you explored the room, not as captivated by the treasures as your mother was. In the corner of your eye, you glimpsed something that stopped you in your tracks—a beautiful green necklace sealed in a small glass case, nestled in a black pendant box. It seemed to call your name, drawing you closer until a loud shattering of glass snapped you out of your trance.

You turned quickly to see Batman and Robin approaching your mother, who had wandered farther from you than you realized. They hadn't even noticed your presence in the room.

"Well, if it isn't the Bat, and this must be Robin," Selina greeted, eyeing him while he maintained his glare.

"Catwoman," Batman acknowledged in his deep voice. This was your first time seeing Batman in person, a day your mother had been preparing you for.

You hid behind a jewelry display, watching through the glass. Your mother surveyed the room discreetly, likely looking for you, then returned her attention to the masked hero. She placed her hands on her hips, drawing closer to them. Her finger trailed up his shoulder and over his neck, likely sending shivers down his spine.

"Why so formal? You can address me by my name, Bruce," she whispered into his ear, causing him to visibly tense. Your mother always had a way with words, especially in getting herself out of tight spots, even more so now with her secret weapon.

As Selina approached Robin, she ruffled his hair, prompting him to slap her hand away and glare at her intensely. She chuckled to herself. "You know, I have a sidekick myself."

The moment those words left her lips, you sprang from your hiding place. Before he could react, you attacked Robin with a quick blow to the face and a kick to the stomach, sending him flying across the room, crashing into a jewelry display.

While your mother was distracted with Batman, you made a beeline for the necklace. You attempted to grab it but were tackled to the ground by Robin, who recovered quickly. You kicked him off and reached for the necklace. The moment your hand touched the glass, he threw a Batarang, slicing your hand open. You grunted in pain, clutching your bleeding hand as crimson pooled on the floor.

With no time to process what had just happened, Robin advanced on you. In a moment of quick thinking, you grabbed the necklace and crawled between his legs to avoid a confrontation. You dashed towards your mother as she secured her bag of jewels, and together, you swiftly escaped from the scene

Part 2 out now!

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University Lookbook: Female

A lovely anon requested a university style lookbook, and it was so fun to base this on outfits I’ve worn when I was in school! (Male counterpart coming soon!)

Model: Selina Treasure by the incredible @teddybearwhims - you can download her here ♡

Look One: hat, sweatshirt, leggings, sneakers

Look Two: sweater, backpack, leggings, socks, uggs

Look Three: sweater combo, backpack, jeans, sneakers

Look Four: hat, blazer, bodysuit, sneakers

Thank you always to the cc creators!! @jius-sims @simpliciaty-cc @simplistic-sims4 @simkoos @softerhaze @ceeproductions @trillyke @arethabee @dissiasims @darknighttsims @charonlee

Inspired by @hypewinter s Fenton!Talia Au idea!

(The following scene is one that I just thought of for the Fenton!Talia au that was started recently where an Impromptu Fenton-Nightingale family reunion is where Talía introduces Bruce and the kids to her family)

Bruce was going to have a headache, he was going to have a massive, painful, excruciating headache and he would have to bear with it.

He sipped his coffee, the lid a normal black as he watched his children chatter with the extended Fenton-Nightingale family, Jason, Cass, and Damian’s own fluorescent green coffee cup lids blending in far more with the normal ones, proof of how much Bruce hadn’t known when he had tried to face Ra’s without Talia’s assistance, and what it could have cost him.

He watched Steph hesitantly nibble on a glowing cookie as she listened in nearly rapt attention as one of the Fenton-Nightingales, Ellie, recount early adventures she'd had, keeping Steph, Damian, and Cass engaged as the broad shouldered man who sat at the head of the table adjusted his seat lightly, turning to face him and Talia.

Daniel J. Fenton, formerly operating under the name "Phantom" as his alter ego/other self, was a broad man, though not as broad or tall as his own Father, Jack Fenton, who casually dwarfed both Himself and Clark, and given what Bruce had seen during the Fenton's intervention against the League, it was a common trait as well as invulnerabilities of some sort. Daniel Fenton's face had a few marks that bellied his age, laugh lines and creases in his brow, greying hair along the sides of his head, and a nose that appears to have been broken several times in his life in brutal fashion, but other than that and the Lichtenberg scarring that marred the right side of his body there were few obvious wounds save the newest, a small cut, just below his eye, the one and only strike Ra's had gotten in during their fight.

Bruce knew that Talia had been adopted, she'd spoken of it to him in the past, and especially gushed about her extended family, her Aunts, Cousins, Grandparents, Siblings, and her own Adoptive Parents, during slow nights where Bruce would check in on Harley and Ivy, usually inadvertently crashing a Siren's Night and having to sacrifice Robin [Jason, then Steph and Cassandra, then Tim and Damian] as well as Nightwing, Batwoman, and even the Superboys when they came over to join Tim and Damian's patrols, to secure his escape to his work, usually ending in having it all recounted to him by his children at the next debrief. The horror stories she'd told him of her birth family had been nightmarish, and when he had finally placed them as the League of Assassins he'd felt blind for a time after.

But now he sat before Talia's Father, who as it turned out, was a Half-Dead Half-Alive being who had overthrown a literal god to protect his hometown and then waged a years long guerilla war against a rogue element of the US Government, and then the League of Assassins. This was a man forged by the environment around him, by the tasks laid at his feet, and by those around him. In Bruce's honest opinion, Daniel was terrifying, not in an Uncanny Valley sense of the word, but in a logistical sense, for at this man's fingertips was not only the recourses of his family, which delved into many separate scientific, psychological, and occult fields, but also the knowledge that the dead have, and the fighters that are willing to spill forth at his call.

"So," The smiling man sitting at the head of the table began, his voice a quiet whisper that carried clear through the jumbled conversations as easy as water down a hillside, "You, are Bruce Wayne, It's a pleasure to meet one of Talia's significant others!" The smile turned absolutely cheery, and Talia rolled her eyes, as though expecting something.

Bruce gulped down his doubts and steeled himself.

Jason took a photo, planning on treasuring the photo he would show to Selina later.

Daily occurrences Gotham Citizens go through part 2

(HOSTAGE BY PEOPLE YOU KNOW)

Citizen 1: *tied above a boiler with everyone else* I hate Mondays.

Citizen 2: It’s f*cking Wednesday!

Thug: Hey! Quiet down over there!

Citizen 2:I know that voice..JERRY?!

Jerry:…happy hump day?

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(VILLAIN INTERACTIONS AT WORK)

Citizen 2: What can I get for you today?

Riddler: Hm.. something often a necessity to some, a treasure to many.

Citizen 2: huh?

Riddler: Best enjoyed around company of plenty. Some like me hot, some like me cold-

Citizen 2: Sir-

Riddler:some prefer me mild, some like me-

Citizen 2: A coffee.

Riddler: HOW DID YOU KNOW?!

Citizen 2: …This is a Starbucks.

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(CELEBRITY SIGHTINGS)

Citizen 1: Oh sh*t look it’s Vicki Vale!

Citizen 3: Oh sh*t, look, I don’t care 😀

Citizen 4: She’s dangling off a building!

Citizen 3: Shocker there.

Citizen 4: Why are you like this?

Citizen 3: B*tch gets caught dangling 3 times a week off of something. This is a Tuesday for her. I’m busy tinder swiping.

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(COPS NOT GIVING AF)

Selina: *slowly puts jewelry in her coat pocket*

Citizen 4: *makes eye contact*

Selina:… Listen doll-

Citizen 4: Just go.

Selina: You saw nothing.

Citizen 4: Oh I saw. I just don’t get paid enough to care… also the diamonds fake-

Selina: EBay doesn’t know that.

Citizen 4: Fair enough.

The Object of your Obsession is Wrong, Lord of the Tower! - By Dadong (7.5/10)

One yandere isn't enough, but you're tired of harems? I see. How about an evil, doting family? One that can save you from your dumb family. Those jerks don't treasure you enough! You need to be saved! It's a perfect family fantasy, complete with a yandere husband. The main character is a bland reincarnated woman, so if you read this you know it's self insert. Don't lie.

Selina was a good daughter, but her parents were sexist. They spoiled their son, and they told her to kick rocks. In her second life she was reborn as an adopted daughter, but then her parents had a son.

I think you know where this is going...

Selina remembers her awful first life when she trips on the stairs. She begins to suspect her parents. They've been cold for years, but recently they've started being affectionate again.

Coincidentally, Selina recently befriended Bella. One of the most powerful spellcasters in the land. She's also the daughter of the ultra wealthy Crowford family. Yup. Her yucky parents are using her for her connections.

Bella is super fun!

Generous, and supportive.

She's pretty too.

She's the ideal best pal!

Selina starts to notice some things after she regains her memories though. Bella tends to cackle like a maniac when she's mad. Her boyfriend cheated on her, and said boyfriend vanished soon after. Her handmade doll collection is all cursed voodoo stuff.

Wait.

Is Bella the villain?

In the original story Bella had no friends, so there's no escape for Selina. Bella likes having a friend.

One of Bella's siblings is the master of the magic tower. He is the strongest mage by far. He's tormented by constant noise. There's too much magic in him. He can always hear it. He is cruel and his tower is bloody. He rules with an iron heart.

He's the secondary love interest.

He falls for Selina instead of the real main character, Charlotte.

The rest of the Crowford family is very good to Selina. It's clear that they will adopt her and take care of her, but they're comically evil. The cute blond rides a flaming dog demon. The Duchess supports her children. She is a great mother, but she is supporting crime. She also probably covers up their murders.

It's all fun and games until Lewis gets serious. He's the one that moves her in.

So, Selina's family wants to use her. They want the son they love so much to be liked by the Crowford family. Selina is just a stepping stone to get her brother into their good graces. They think Selina is too dumb to notice their plot, but she knows. She just wants to be loved. She puts up with it until Lewis whisks her away.

He looks like this when he's not insane.

He looks like this when he's insane.

I don't think Lewis ends up with Charlotte in the original story, so he's really lucky. Selina has enough holy power to stop the noise. Charlotte stopped the noise, and that's why he fell for her. Lewis falls for Selina because she makes his family home a happier place, which is surprisingly wholesome.

He still becomes dependent on her for his sanity though.

Imagine being a thief in Atlantis, and letting Arthur Curry catch you so you can steal a kiss.

“Arthur,” You say with a smile as you’re leaned up against the display case for a treasure that you had recently stolen. Well, stolen is an intense word. Taken it so that it could be returned to the people that it really belongs to, is the better word for it.

The handsome superhero had strolled inside, his eyes settling on me before you even spoke. You knew that he was coming - as slow as he was. The stolen item was already stashed off of your person and you’d been waiting around, counting ticks from the clock, and checking twitter on your phone.

“... Thief,” He says, since he doesn’t know your name, doesn’t know your identity. You’re not prolific enough to have one like Selina Kyle does. “What have you taken now?”

“Does it look like I can fit much in this suit?” You ask, doing a little spin for him. “Maybe I’m just here to learn a little culture.”

“I don’t find that very likely,” Arthur said with a chuckle. “You’re usually gone by the time one of us gets here, what’s the deal today? Feeling lonely?”

“Something like that,” You said. “I thought I’d come to steal something else today...” You walk in closer to him, knowing that he could grab you at any time, use his strength to turn you into the authorities. You’re close enough to where no matter how fast you were, you wouldn’t be able to get away from his reach. Keeping it risky.

“I don’t keep my wallet on me when I’m working, sorry,” Arthur said, surprising you with a broad smile. Oh, he had my sense of humor. I liked that.

“I was thinking something a little less tangible...” You said, your lips pouting. Your mask only hid three quarters of your face to protect your identity, but your mouth was very much exposed. Arthur was about to ask what you were thinking when you decided to steal it just then and there. It’s not really thieving if its just given to you, and charity is not your expertise. What you stole was a kiss from his plump lips. And he didn’t seem to mind. He was surprised but then he returned it, walking you up against the wall so that you had no place to escape from, your tongues in a frenzy. No, you don’t think he minded at all.

However, it did kind of sound like the police minded, since you could hear their sirens. You ended the kiss with a pop, and lightly patted his cheek. “That’s my cue. Let’s do this again sometime. Maybe you can buy dinner first,” You grinned, rolled between his legs before he could comprehend what was happening and was out of there. Once you was back onto the rooftop, you looked through the skylight to see him staring up at me with a grumpy expression. You blew him a kiss, and then set on your way home, hiding in the shadows. Oh, what a man. He doesn’t seem the type to kiss and tell so you should be in the clear.

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Selina Kyle seems to be a magnet for BATS! But having a treasure hunter around sounds quite exciting?! 🐈

… and Shadow playing detective with em remarks stirring Bruce's troubled thoughts ha ha ha 🦇

songs i think are very batcat and why

better off - ariana grande i mean they were on and off for so long for so many reasons on both sides. and also just purely for the line “let’s put them topics to bed and go fuck on the roof, just to say that we did it” um yea

cowboy like me - taylor swift DONT even get me started. this whole song, everything about it. it is them, it is their story. i mean bruce has definitely slept with half the city trying to fill that void, and they've both done god knows what trying to avoid each other but now they r so "you're a bandit like me. eyes full of stars hustling for the good life. never thought I'd meet you here, it could be love”

pls just go listen to the song and read the lyrics like really READ THEM

all's to say, against all odds, and their fuck ass lifestyles, they found each other

arabella - arctic monkeys i mean he’s just obsessed with her. i think it goes both ways but. especially that one panel. uk this one

me and who fr.

compass - the neighborhood bro it's soooo bruce and how he thinks of selina "you listen to my lectures on the phone you help me find the treasure in the hole you'll tell me if I'm acting like a fool i know that you're not something to lose"

again pls just go listen to the song

ik dis is very allover the place but. anyway i have a lot of thoughts on this

more in this playlist hehe

ok sorry more thoughts

basically the whole positions album - it's horny and very sweet in a "i thought love wasn't real but you showed me it was" kind of way

peace, the lakes, the great war, midnight rain, this love, daylight, and many many others by taylor swift tbh

Selina Treasure believed in soulmates. She never saw how she couldn't when she grew up watching her fathers be so utterly enamored of one another. Michael and Antonio seemed perfect, as if they were made specifically for each other. She would watch them laugh, hold hands, and embrace each other tightly and dearly. Love became a precious concept for Selina. Naturally, she gravitated toward romance films and novels, which filled her with endless hope that she too would experience this beautiful thing that she thought she had already known everything about. It wouldn't be until she meets Kyle that the reality of love would rush at her like a beautiful storm. Selina would come to the realization that love was far more than she could have ever imagined, but still everything that she had ever wanted.

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CROSSOVER SHIPS TOURNAMENT BRACKET

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Finally, the bracket for the Crossover Ships Tournament is here! I'm so excited to finally get this tournament going, so I'll keep this short and get to the match-ups, with a quick reminder that will be included on the polls themselves as well:

That being said, let's get to the match-ups:

SIDE 1:

Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera (Ducktales 2017)/Clover Ebi (RWBY) VS Gregor (Star Wars the Clone Wars)/Harley Quinn (DC Comics)

Dib Membrane (Invader Zim)/Dipper Pines (Gravity Falls) VS JD (Heathers the Musical)/Nathan Prescott (Life is Strange)

Charlie Bradbury (Supernatural)/Rose Tyler (Doctor Who) VS Reagan Ridley (Inside Job)/Toriel Dreemur (Undertale)

Ange Ushiromiya (Umineko no Naku Koro Ni)/Rin Tohsaka (Fate/Stay Night) VS Max Goof (Disney)/Yakko Warner (Animaniacs)

Dimentio (Super Paper Mario)/Jevil (Deltarune) VS Astro Tenma (Astro Boy (2009))/Wilbur Robinson (Meet The Robinsons)

Damian Wayne (DC Comics)/Marinette Dupain-Cheng (Miraculous Ladybug) VS Michelangelo Hamato (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)/Miles Morales (Marvel)

Sora (Kingdom Hearts)/Jim Hawkins (Treasure Planet) VS Jimmy Neutron (Jimmy Neutron)/Timmy Turner (Fairly Oddparents)

Bendy (Bendy and the Ink Machine)/Cuphead (Cuphead) VS Johnny Bravo (Johnny Bravo)/Samurai Jack (Samurai Jack)

Mogar (Xray and Vav)/David (Camp Camp) VS Dewey Duck (Ducktales 2017)/Whitley Schnee (RWBY)

Ash Williams (Evil Dead)/Crawford Tillinghast (From Beyond) VS Skales (Lego Ninjago)/Starscream (Transformers Prime)

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III (How To Train Your Dragon)/Jack Frost (Rise of the Guardians) VS Jane Porter (Tarzan)/Captain Amelia (Treasure Planet)

Isabelle (Animal Crossing)/Wolf O’Donnell (StarFox) VS Webby Vanderquack (Ducktales 2017)/Mabel Pines (Gravity Falls)

Chibiusa (Sailor Moon)/Kid Trunks Briefs (Dragon Ball Z) VS Kokichi Ouma (Danganronpa)/Venti (Genshin Impact)

Applejack (My Little Pony)/Hol Horse (Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Stardust Crusaders) VS Jake Long (American Dragon: Jake Long)/Juniper Lee (The Life and Times of Juniper Lee)

Princess Peach (Super Mario)/Samus Aran (Metroid) VS Kefer (Egyxos)/Shiryu (Knights of the Zodiac)

Alex Mercer (Prototype)/Desmond Miles (Assassin’s Creed) VS Gandra Dee (Ducktales 2017)/Winter Schnee (RWBY)

SIDE 2:

Jiminy Cricket (Pinocchio)/Timothy Q. Mouse (Dumbo) VS Max (Camp Camp)/Phineas Flynn (Phineas and Ferb)

Wirt (Over the Garden Wall)/Dipper Pines (Gravity Falls) VS Pinkie Pie (My Little Pony)/Shockwave (Transformers Prime)

Daffy Duck (Looney Toons)/Donald Duck (Disney) VS Commander Peepers (Wander Over Yonder)/Wilt Michaels (Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends)

Jigglypuff (Pokemon)/Kirby (Kirby) VS Merida (Brave)/Rapunzel (Tangled)

Leonardo Hamato (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)/Yuichi Usagi (Samurai Rabbit: The Usagi Chronicles) VS Megaman (Megaman)/Pit (Kid Icarus)

Floyd Leech (Twisted Wonderland)/Kanata Shinkai (Ensemble Stars) VS Adrien Agreste (Chat Noir) (Miraculous Ladybug)/Berry Shirayuki (Mew Berry) (Tokyo Mew Mew)

Ben Tennyson (Ben 10)/Rex Salazar (Generator Rex) VS Bayonetta (Bayonetta)/Palutena (Kid Icarus)

Gyro Gearloose (Ducktales 2017)/Hazel Rainart (RWBY) VS Sally “Thorn” McKnight (Scooby Doo Franchise)/Skwisgaar Skwigelf (Metalocalypse)

Blossom Utonium (Powerpuff Girls)/Dexter (Dexter’s Laboratory) VS Angus McDonald (The Adventure Zone)/Shigeo Kageyama (Mob) (Mob Psycho 100)

Selina Kyle (Catwoman) (DC Comics)/Loki (Marvel Cinematic Universe) VS Apollo (Percy Jackson)/Clark Kent (Superman) (Superman)

Aqua (Kingdom Hearts)/Cinderella (Cinderella) VS Huey Duck (Ducktales 2017)/Wakko Warner (Animaniacs)

Madoka Kaname (Puella Magi Madoka Magica)/Shinji Ikari (Neon Genesis Evangelion) VS Gaz Membrane (Invader Zim)/Mabel Pines (Gravity Falls)

Sam Winchester (Supernatural)/Spencer Reid (Criminal Minds) VS Phone Guy (Five Nights at Freddy’s)/Wally Franks (Bendy and the Ink Machine)

Ditzy Doo (My Little Pony)/The Doctor (Doctor Who) VS Anne Boonchuy (Amphibia)/Nepeta Leijon (Homestuck)

Bowser (Super Mario)/Dr. Eggman (Sonic) VS Beastman (Masters of the Universe)/Lifeweaver (Overwatch 2)

Luca Paguro (Luca)/Maisie Brumble (The Sea Beast) VS Dewey Duck (Ducktales 2017)/Silver the Hedgehog (Sonic the Hedgehog)

The tournament will begin proper sometime over the following weekend (07/01 - 07/02). I should have a more specific day and time by tomorrow!

DC x MLB Prompt. Miracle Box For One Timothy Drake!

So we know how Tim's parents are archeologists, or more accurately, tomb raids and treasure thieves. So what if, one or two of the Treasures they found was a Miracle Box or Two? And Tim became the Guardian of them on accident when his parents were away and he was alone in the mansion? Maybe he starts heroing on his own with them, he'd be more resilient then Batman and more agile and strong, as long as he doesn't use the magic power. Plus, I like the idea that Tim has met Selina a couple of times when she breaks into the Drake Mansion to steal something, maybe she tries for one of the miracle boxes, and its the one time Tim is defensive and tells her she can't take it? And she is just concerned, were his parents extra protective of these? Would they hurt him if they ended up gone? Was her little Timmy Kitty okay? And then he introduces the Kwami and she just Blue Screens, because the closest she's gotten to magic was a cat totem of Bastet that made her into a Werecat for a week. And now we got a version of Tim thats a Miraculous superhero, and has a protective mother figure in Selina Kyle.

♥️ HAPPY VALENTINES DAY ♥️

i hope everyone is having a wonderful day and remember that this day isnt just for couples, make sure to love and care for yourself SMOOCHES ALL YALLS HEADS.

LMAO that being said lets go thru and discuss what the batfamily is doing on this sweet little day ^_^

Bruce and Selina spent an incredibly romantic evening together!! Bruce took her out to see a show with a really really yummy dinner after. Then bought her a shiny new piece of jewelry which she will forever cherish. When they finished allll that, he brought her back to the manor for a relaxing bubble bath together… then.. maybe kinda did some nsfw stuff. FUCK!! OLD PEOPLE DOIN THE NASTY!!!

Dick and Kori were a little more tame. They decided to spend their day out at the aquarium!! Kori said she’d never been and showed extreme interest in going. Dick prepaid so that they could spend the entire day there. Kori fucking adored it. ADORED it. every single fish was just beyond beautiful to her, the amount of times she went “that ones my favorite” just made Dick laugh every time, always agreeing that that one was his favorite too. They stayed till closing. Dick brought Kori to a look out point after picking up a pizza so they could watch the city and eat. It was beyond perfect, something Kori will remember forever.

Jason and Roy wanted to stay in so badly but the more Roy sat and thought about it… the more he wanted to do something so Jay planned this little picnic. They decided on this little hiking spot since they both loved to.. hike. they spent most of their morning making their way up to the spot Jason claimed would be perfect to eat at. When they got there they set up their lunch. They had little sandwiches, some fruit and a whole ass bottle of wine!!! sooooo chessy but so so yummy. They giggled and goofed off as they ate, watching the world below them. no one else mattered in this moment besides them. it was cliché but FUCK did Roy treasure this.

Tim and Bernard did something sooo teenagery. They began their day by meeting up for ice cream. mhm. Tim got cookies n cream while Bernard got like something kinda gross like mango… Then, they made their way down to the arcade where Bernie SCHOOOOLLLED Tim in like haaalf the games. which??? to Tim that was fine because he got a buncha little toys outta it so.. After Bernards gloating fest, they went to go get some chicken waaaangs. MM!!! they feasted, finding a bottomless wing place. they ate till their tummies felt like they were gonna bust. THEN, Tim brought Bernard home. They watched ghostbusters and had a cute little sleepover. GODDD THATS ADORABLE. BYE.

Damian and Nika were so shy and awks in the beginning of their date. Damian had asked Nika if maybe she’d be interested in seeing a movie. Nika called him lame but agreed nonetheless. The two went and saw something silly since Damian knew Nika wouldn’t enjoy something more serious. He bought her ticket, snacks anything else she wanted. He just spoiled her.. just like his papa ngl. she loooved it and Damian lowkey did too. They probably grabbed a small bite to eat, not really being toooooo hungry since they filled up on theater snacks, but they ate something anyway!! they walked arooound, looked into some shops theyve never been in and by the time they decided they were done, the sun set. Damian brought her up to a rooftop to they could look at stars and talk. Damian def gushed about this night to Dick and Jon. He loved it.

HEYYY HEYY LOOKIT ME COMIN IN WITH THE NEW SHIPS HUH??? nika and damian are becoming such a favorite rn!! im so excited to continue to learn about them!! and i fought with myself to either do tim n kon or tim and bernie… to keep things canon, i went with timber.. but i may do some hc for timkon in the future. ANYWAY!!! I LOVE U ALL AND HOPE YOU HAVE A FUN V-DAY! SMOOCH SMOOCH

𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚃𝚁𝙰𝚁𝚈 𝚃𝙾 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙼𝙰𝚈 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙳, 𝙸𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝙿𝙾𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝚂𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝙰 𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙲𝙺𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁. 𝙸𝚃 𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈 𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙴 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙻𝙳.

…  ALIAS / NAME   …  solange lahiri.

…  NICKNAMES   …  known under various aliases and monikers. referred to as la pantera in various parts of spain, andora, and portugal, along with the night fox across the south of france. accepts any pet name.

…  BIRTH NAME   …  redacted.

…  AGE   …  thirty-three.

…  GENDER  …  cis woman.

…  SEXUALITY  …  bisexual. kinsey scale 3.

…  CIVILIAN OCCUPATION   …  jazz singer at godfather house of blues.

…  CRIMINAL ASSOCIATION   …  jade tribe soldier, freelance cat burglar & con artist .

…  NOTABLE ATTRIBUTES   …  doe eyes, salacious body, and most particularly the combination of the two.

 …  CHARACTER INSPIRATIONS   …  selina kyle ( detective comics ).  regina lampert ( charade ).  janet colgate/the jackal ( dirty rotten scoundrels ). maría elena ( vicky cristina barcelona ).  holly golightly ( breakfast at tiffany's ). mirtha jung ( blow ).

( + ) alluring, passionate, charismatic, persuasive, witty, adaptable, sensual, warm, competitive, flirtatious, voracious, coy.

( - ) vindictive, possessive, unpredictable, insatiable, manipulative, dishonest, jealous, eccentric, unreliable, delusive, mercurial.

𝚂𝙿𝙰𝚁𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙴𝚂. * trigger warnings: gang activity, implied age gap, mention of fertility trouble, murder, mild gore, suicide, parental death.

as a child, you once use a shell casing as a hard candy. six months old with a gnawing pain, and your mother finds you with a hollowed-out bullet between your gums. before taking it out she hoists you onto her hip, brandishing the moment to your father like a postcard: just look at your daughter. a coo, not a reprimand. when he leans forward, chucking your fat little chin, the affection only blooms brighter: incorrigible love, all for putting the killing thing in your mouth.

it's not the metal that poisons you, but the rest of what you're weaned on. the only child of an aging criminal emperor, your family rules mumbai and the shadow beyond with a traditionally held & elegantly dressed fist. beyond just the apple of your father's eye, you are the fruit bowl and the orchard too — where once he had dreaded the thought of a daughter, your birth shifts both his heart and his vision. when your mother's womb bares no other children, it does not matter: it's your head, scented with rosemary and bathed in milk, who will one day wear the crown. a little shadow, they call you, not for your quiet existence (you learned to raise your voice above the echo of gunshots in the compound, your mouth its own pistol, never to be outdone) but how tightly you share your father's. he says it's lesson, learning by proximity, but the pair of you know the truth: it's the close-keeping of a treasure. neither of you can bare separation.

sat beneath the shadow of a pomegranate tree in the back of the family estate: that's where you watch your father die. your mother's hand is slipped into yours as the gun raises, but it's your fingers who hold tight. a steadying force, as solid and hard-boned as the gaze you level at the usurper. the man who would be a king killer looks little more than a desperate boy with those shaking hands, older than you but young and untested enough to believe this is the way you build a kingdom. blood sprays your bare feet. warm. thick. mother wails, just as hot, just as molten. you'll join her later in the privacy of a home turned prison — grief emptying out your whole body, so violent it voids your stomach, leaves you retching on the cool marble floor — but now you only look. stare. fix him with the eyes that will not flinch, watching as he recedes to claim what was once yours.

you are married to your father's killer on the grounds watered with his blood. it is your choice of location just as it is your pain, your memory, your plan. mother dresses for a funeral, barred from the ceremony. it's like watching you walk to your death. you cannot afford to explain your decision to her, nor express the reason for your disagreement: the only way to tear throat is to kiss it first. only two years between the bookends of death and ceremony, but a lifetime stretches between it: time rendered thick and acidic with all that you must do to convince him of your choice. it was your power, you promise, palm on the place his heart would be, now it is what i have found beneath it. it's impossible to distinguish the look of hunger your husband wears at the altar to the ravenous one he will wear later, in the bed chamber: the starvation for your beauty identical to that of your legacy. you allow him to put his mouth on both and pretend to roll down his throat.

the cost of retribution, as the gods dictate, is as great as the crime: a quarter of your life, spent at the side of your father's killer. the dissolution of your father's empire, its rubble stuck irrevocably to your soles. the life of your mother, taken at her own hands: unable to watch any longer the unnatural crime of your union. but revenge comes, all the same. it comes like crows to the corpse, black clouds to the summer sky. inevitable. six years of plotting, and finally you destroy that which shattered you first; despot-husband dead, legacy stamped out. you do not leave with nothing when it is all over: it is the last known flight of a criminal's private plane, chartered to an unknown location in western europe before disappearing.

your various lives as a zoetrope, each version of yourself seemingly separate until you spin fast enough: lover, thief, artist, grifter, impersonator, photographer, forger, heiress. all these variations, these distinct new selves, yet the story only goes round and round on a wheel: you throw yourself into the role, the new country, the life. you find love where there is none, create it like god. you steal whatever is not bolted down to the floor. and when it tires out under your feet, when the grounds shrink and leave you painted into a corner ⸺ you climb the walls. that's how you come to new york, the crumbs of a southern french villa stuck to your heel, glancing up at the burned neon sky through sleek black glasses: open up darling, i'm home.

SUMMARY : only child of one of india's largest organized crime rings watches as her father's operation is usurped by a rival, only to be forced to marry him to further legitimize his takeover. after six years of an intimate, gnarled long con, solange brings down her despot husband at the cost of crumbling her father's legacy too. at twenty-four, having slain a false king and carrying a guilt she'll never acknowledge, solange leaves to europe to begin a new life — the first in a series. grifter, con artist, cat burglar — she has as many criminal occupations as she does aliases. after a recent, lengthy stint in the french riviera, she's hurricaned into new york under the name solange lahiri.

𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚂.

exceptional verbal mimic. give her a half hour in earshot and she'll replicate your voice.

the hat game is unrivaled. she's got one for every occasion, and then several more.

talks a lot with her hands, but it's a long con to distract you from where they're going (your wallet, your purse, your jewelry)

there's no easy way to say this, but her tits are always physically or metaphorically out. it's just part of the look.

has a very well-adjusted cat who has been carted all over the world with her. technically he is one of the most expensive cats in the world (seriously), being an f1 bengal she stole from his previous owner. sola has renamed him paul newman. he's surprisingly chill except when left without enough space to run around. much like his owner he will then start clawing shit up.

was briefly a british wag, dating one of manchester united's stars. probably jamie tartt coded. looooved the attention.

realistically and despite how outlandish some of sola's escapades are, subconsciously or otherwise she's playing it very safe. not only an incredibly talented thief, but primed once upon a time to inherit a crime ring — but she contents herself with stealing jewelry and spouses? a shame really. someone call her on it.

gluttonous in all aspects of life. food, drink, laughter, sex. she doesn't do anything in moderation

prefers an artisanal coffee shop, but pops into starbucks regularly to snag something off their bar. thank you easily exploitable mobile ordering honour system

𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙳.

this energy. where's my homoerotic sapphic fight scene

rival from the hanging man. solange actively joined a gang outside of the heist leaders because she wanted a little <3 fun competition <3 and she's decided you're in a personal rivalry. all the better if this other person is just ? literally what did i do to deserve this im just tryna get through the day

girlies whose friendship she has acquired through compulsive charisma

a past fling/relationship with someone who vacationed in one of her hot spots

a mark she's taken on not for jade tribe purposes but because she can't sit still ever :) personal project

anybody in any avenue of law enforcement who has previously or currently worked on a job of hers that solange is currently fucking with

somebody (probably older, possibly a head of a gang??) who knew and worked with her father !!! bonus points for knowing her as a kid

I’ve been thinking about writing a Catwoman x Talia fanfic for a minute, in which Talia needs something precious to her people retrieved from an underground tomb and hires Catwoman to help her. Selina would be suspicious at first, but Talia is extremely wealthy, and the idea of lost treasures does peak her interest. So the two embark on a journey through a jungle and into a dangerous booby trap filled Indiana Jones type place and become closer as the time passes. Catwoman tries to fluster Talia every once in a while and Talia usually just brushes it off because she’s focused on the mission. But once they’ve retrieved the items, Talia flirts back and flusters Catwoman!!! Shit like “I can see why Bruce would like you, you are as alluring as any gem in this place of wonders. A wonder all on your own.” Bc you know that bitch is a real romantic. And Catwoman would just be thinking like “Oh? Unexpected but also… not unwelcome?”

Talia can hire Catwoman to retrieve artifacts anytime she wants after that ykwim ☝️