#💎 ‘ YOU SHOULD SEE ME IN A CROWN / verse - thief

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𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫: @redhead-reporter​

she’s  flashing  that  signature  cheerleader  grin  ;  wide, fake, full  of  teeth. felicia hardy could be awfully convincing when she wanted to be and could you blame her ? there was always something so yummy about playing the devil on another’s shoulder that she just couldn’t get enough of, and her 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙮 𝙣𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙧 was no different. amusement settles her lids at half-mast, chin rests in hand and she leans, sharp nails tapping idly on cheek, 

              ❛    c’mon  red.    ——-   it’ll  be  fun.   ❜

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"Want some company?"

send "i'm lonely..." for my muse to sit with yours or send "want some company?" to sit with my muse: not accepting !

felicia hardy left the cat suit at home tonight. instead, she poured her curves into a black strapless gown and assumed the role of scarlett montgomery: a rich socialite looking to donate to a deserving cause. the daily bugle was holding its yearly fundraiser event, which was sure to draw in new york's elite for a charitable tax write-off in exchange for j.jonah jameson smoothing out any unsavory headlines about their companies or political dealings. in other words: easy money for people like her.

felicia had worked the room twice over. batting those long lashes at any high roller who was unfortunate enough to cross paths with her, while she fake laughs at their best attempts at humor. even taking note of guest houses, vacation homes, and chateaus in europe that could certainly fund her next few years if she played her cards right. afterall, you get these types a little drunk and they'll happily spill the details on every financial asset like they want it stolen. their loss.

the banquet hall began to quiet down as j. jonah jameson walked to the podium mic to thank the guests for their time and money. felicia used this opportunity to break away from the celebration and sneak off to the balcony for some privacy. thankfully it was a clear night with the balcony giving a perfect view of the new york city skyline. it was almost enough to make her wish she was out prowling on rooftops instead of entertaining these wealthy stiffs. almost. a round of applause comes from inside that breaks her thoughts and she takes another sip from the champagne she's been nursing all night.

❛ 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲 ? ❜

comes a voice from behind. felicia doesn't need to turn to recognize who her guest is. years of masked rooftop rendezvouses made identifying him second nature to her - and she'd be lying if she said she wasn't atleast a little relieved to see a familiar face. she turns to him,

❛    careful parker.   ——-   you'll scare 'em away.   ❜ a joke purred dry as she eyes the crowd inside; a few of the men she was talking up now looking for her amongst the party goers. for now, she hadn't been found and she intended to keep it that way. felicia shoots peter a coy grin,

❛    i didn't think jameson let you off the leash for these types of things. . .    or are you off on good behavior ?   ❜

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𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫: @webheadedhero​

it had been easy, a little too easy if she was being honest. felicia had cased the place nights ago, even noting the silent alarm that she was sure the superheroes and NYPD alike were betting on at this very moment. no, she didn’t disarm it, of course ! afterall, she likes a little chase. in fact, this particular museum had just updated their security for a shipment of very, very pretty things that would sell for a very, very pretty penny to her highest bidder. it was an easy target, sure -- but sheesh, atleast challenge a girl. with the guards incapacitated and the skylight secured for a quick getaway, all she had to do was pluck the diamond from the case and----

                                                                      * -----thwip !  *

suddenly, a sticky mess of web-fluid coats the steel-tipped claw reaching for the jewel. black cat doesn’t move, doesn’t even turn around to know its him ; yet she can’t help the small little smile that slithers across those black lips.

                   ❛  we’ve got to stop meeting like this... ❜  

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𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫: @masquenoire

she’s not budging an inch, roman  the thief’s dark eyes half-lidded and simmering with challenge. maybe these tactics would’ve worked on a lesser thief  ;  maybe they would’ve worked on a second-rate cat burglar ( fitting for gotham, afterall ) --- but 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐂𝐀𝐓 was neither of these things. in fact, her name was muttered with the greatest of all time ! and just about now she was beginning to find this meeting of criminal minds a little beneath her. still, she humors the mobster on his terms, in one of his abandoned warehouses ; in the belly of the beast. 

     a table separated her from them, still she wasn’t sure if she could escape without a few bullet holes should this little rendezvous go awry. her back is straight and legs are crossed before sionis and his armed men. she’s almost bored, but cat allows her eyes to drag slowly along each of his masked crew before settling in on the insultingly low stack of cash before her --- his attempt at an offering only causing black lips to tug into something bitten, something predatory.

❛     you and your boys are cute. really.   ❜   one slow blink, and she tugs her unamused glare up to 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑩𝑳𝑨𝑪𝑲 𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑲 ;  the dull glow of a cherry of a cigar lighting up the horrid features of his skeletal namesake. even then, she swore that underneath that damn mask, he was smiling.  ❛    ––you want me then you pay my full amount, mister sionis. if i’m not worth my price, then apparently neither was your shipment of...    ❜   the thief trails off, a thin brow rising cruelly, feigning aloof as though the job slipped her mind entirely,   ❛    . . . guns, was it ?     ❜   it wasn’t, but they both knew she was being especially difficult tonight. 

        ❛    i’ll steal back what your boys lost, but it’s not gonna be cheap.  this ?––    ❜  a dismissive little shrug towards the stack of cash,  ❛    ––doubled.    ❜

[purrvoke]

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘂𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘅.

     sure, the additional heat of the nypd  wasn’t what the hero wanted at this very moment, but who was felicia hardy to not put on a good show ? the thief had flashed the cameras a cheerleader grin  --wide and fake-- and gave a small flirty wave of her claws ; even blowing a little kiss to the boys in blue and media outlets alike who flooded the streets below. after all, she had to ensure they got her good side !   though, it really didn’t take much to rile up the pigs in uniform, and that’s exactly why she did it.  

     ❛     taunted?   honey, i’m giving them exactly what they want ---  a chance to catch the infamous 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗰𝗮𝘁  !     ❜   its purred dry, a rather half-hearted attempt to sound like the headlines her alias adorns nightly, but she just couldn’t help that tug of matte black lips into something mischievous. a hand tightens around the bag of stolen goodies,    ❛ --- well, almost catch~  ❜    with sirens closing in, she races to the end of the roof and dives off the ledge into a freefall with no hesitation. of course she’s giving the paparazzi one final shot - one she was sure she’d see decorating the headlines in a few hours. downward she goes, platinum white locks whip past her head as she falls down, down, down, before she whips her grapple from its white fur sheath and swings back up and in tow with ghost spider. always the entertainer.

     felicia knew the pigs would lose their scent soon if they kept this pace, but this pesky little amulet ?  ( the one currently stuffed away nice and safe in her bag ? ) had half the city’s criminal underworld at their tail, and now the entire police force too ! oops. a fact that doesn’t phase the cat burglar, but could maybe cause the little spider to sweat.    ❛     you can try stopping them, but there’s better use of my time.    ❜    granted, a little harsh, but felicia wasn’t trying to fight her way out of new york city tonight. cat finally lands on the fire escape and takes her place next to the hero, managing a little more humility this time. ❛     we can shake the cops, trust me, but  𝗞𝗥𝗔𝗩𝗘𝗡 ? it’s not an if he catches us, spider ---  but when.     ❜   cat’s playful tone losing all light in lieu of something darker, something much more informed.  

     ❛   you’re a good kid. i’d hate for you to wait around here and see what happens when you don’t run in this city .  ❜

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"consider this a professional courtesy."

𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 !

❛ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐲. ❜

blink and you might miss her cat who ate the canary grin, as two unconscious bodies slump to the cold tile with a thud. normally, felicia wouldn't have a strapping 6'6" hero doing the heavy lifting on one of her jobs ; but normally she wasn’t taking shots at kingpin with the help of mr. tall, dark, and super-strong here. what can she say ? she’s really savoring not having to lift a claw. heels step over the unconscious bodies and her slender form bends, plucking the ID card off the kingpin guards. they certainly wouldn’t need them anymore ! black cat offers one of the badges out to her new partner between two steel-tipped claws, 

    ❛    thanks, handsome.  and here i thought chivalry was dead.   ❜

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are you here on business?

𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 !

if he only knew.  felicia wouldn’t detail the strings she had to pull to even get “here”, but a girl has her ways, of course ! and it definitely wasn’t 16 hours in a cargo bay of a ship. a clawed hand drops to rest on an elegant curve of hip.    ❛   just in town for the weekend.   ❜     it’s dismissive. nice and vague, the felicia hardy special. it’s also the truth, but it’s also dodging the question. how does she even start ? where does she even begin ? your dad and i were on a nasty undercover mission and i lost him. no, no, no.  he wondered off. actually, he went missing. better.

     ❛   for right now though, i’d settle for something to drink.  ❜     she doesn’t wait for the mutant to take the hint, and kicks off the wall where she had been leaning. cat had spied an old bottle of something on a shelf when she walked in that she hoped would take the edge off her long trip to krakoa and this inevitable conversation ; but as luck would have it and with the bottle in her claws, the cheap liquor would only resort in a pounding headache for herself and maybe some regrettable choices. still, she pinches two glass tumblers between steel claws and the neck of the cheap bottle of whiskey in the other, and sets a glass in front of him. plump lips curve and peel to reveal a warm little grin,

                           ❛   ---thristy?    ❜  

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tag drop ! 

💎 ‘ ALWAYS ON THE RUN / mobile 💎 ‘ UNMASKED / ooc 💎 ‘ THRILL OF THE CHASE / desires 💎 ‘ COMES WITH CLAWS / musings 💎 ‘ YOU EVIL LITTLE THING / aesthetic 💎 ‘ ALL DRESSED UP FOR A HIT AND RUN / wardrobe 💎 ‘ CAT GOT YOUR TONGUE? / starter call 💎 ‘ I DON’T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT MY BAD REPUTATION / self promo  💎 ‘ FRIENDS IN LOW PLACES / friendly promo 💎 ‘ LET’S CAUSE A LITTLE TROUBLE / meme 💎 ‘ PLAY WITH THE CAT GET SCRATCHED / interactions 💎 ‘ HERE KITTY KITTY / psa VERSE.

💎 ‘ YOU SHOULD SEE ME IN A CROWN / verse - thief 💎 ‘ I RUN THIS NOTHING TOWN / verse - crimeboss 💎 ‘ CATCH ME IF YOU CAN / verse - game

CHAR.

💎 ‘ QUEEN OF THIEVES / felicia hardy - black cat 💎 ‘ WEB-SLINGER / peter parker - spiderman 💎 ‘ ITSY BITSY SPIDER / miles morales - spiderman 💎 ‘ BAD FOR BUSINESS / cindy moon - silk

SHIPS.

💎 ‘ ALONG CAME A SPIDER / peter parker x felicia hardy  💎 ‘ ALONG CAME A DEADPOOL / wade wilson x felicia hardy 💎 ‘ DANCE WITH THE DEVIL / matt murdock x felicia hardy