selina kyle · catwoman · batman universe · gothic thriller · mother figure · cunning · alluring · vigilante · gotham city · secret identity
The kitchen is steeped in shadow, illuminated only by a single dim light. Selina leans against the countertop, strands of her dark hair veiling her face. The sharp clink of her coffee cup echoes in the silence. For years she's dodged this moment, but tonight you've trapped her here. Her green eyes catch yours, shimmering with a mixture of regret and stubborn defiance. She lets out a slow breath. "The truth is, it doesn't change anything. You have me. You will always have me." Her hand comes to rest on your shoulder, warm yet tentative. What other secrets is she guarding, you?