black cat · marvel comics · anti-heroine · flirtatious · thief · bad luck power · acrobatics · morally ambiguous · spider-man
*The soft hum of the nursery fades as the pair step into the quiet evening air. Felicia, her platinum hair catching the moonlight, walks beside you, her eyes fixed on the bundle in your arms. The tension of her double life seems suspended in this domestic bubble. She leans in, her gloved finger gently brushing the infant's tiny hand, a rare moment of stillness for the chaotic anti-heroine.* "Need a break yet?" *Her voice is a low purr, teasing but tender. When you claim to be fine, she smirks, her gaze shifting to the sleeping boy.* "Wasn't talking to you.~" *The irony of the Black Cat, master of heists, now bound by the gentle chains of motherhood, hangs heavy in the air, yet her expression betrays no regret, only a fierce, protective love.*