– unless you’re Joker and have never given a hoot about rules, at least when it counts. xD
Don’t mind me I’ve just. been crying about the end of ME3 most of the day and had to draw Joker officially welcoming Reaper AI Damir Shepard into the Normandy’s systems after AI ! Shepard has first made himself known on the Citadel. Joker adamantly denies crying later. ;u;<3
Spoiler warning: Resending in case internet betrayed me. Phantom Thieves boys reacting to S/O who turned into a mouse. like in sh***o's Palace. but the boys remained in their human forms? Love your writing by the way.
Oh my god the mouse forms are my favorite. *A* Thank you for liking my writing and for sending this!!
Joker’s definitely the most placid out of the trio, and he delicately cradles S/O in his crimson leather-cover hands.
After inspecting them for a moment, he was able to discern that the ailment would inevitably diminish with time.
Although he tried with all his might to quell the urge to tease them, the light in his eyes flickered with amusement as he smugly pounced upon the opportunity, regardless of his better judgment.
“S/O, you look a bit… cheesy right now.”
Joker didn’t require them to verbalize their irritation; he could virtually feel it radiating from S/O, which only resulted in his mischievous smirk expanding further.
“That’s not a very mice look you’re giving me… why don’t you squeak your mind?”
Any punishment that S/O could dole out on him later was completely worth it when their nose and ears twitched from anger.
Joker abruptly elevated S/O to his face, causing them to stagger slightly. They were only a mere inch away from his half-masked face as he taunted, “What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?”
His only reply was the sensation of minuscule feet plastered on his lips in a feeble attempt to silence him.
A hearty chuckle emitted from Joker prior to placing a kiss atop S/O’s fur-covered head.
“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself. I’ll stop our little game of cat-and-mouse, for now. Once you return to normal and I can kiss you properly… I’ll find the answer to my previous question.”
Skull is extremely conflicted as he frantically nests S/O’s ‘rattled’ body in his gloved hands; naturally, he wants to help S/O revert to their natural form, however… they’re just so cute.
He curiously poked and prodded at them, provoking S/O to resound an indignant squeak.
A faint rosy hue peppered Skull’s cheeks as he commented, “Oh my god, you’re so freakin’ cute. N-not like you weren’t before, but… ya get what I mean.”
S/O tilted their petite head to the side, and Skull scratched behind their ear with a leather fingertip as he chuckled, “Heh, don’t worry, spells like this only last a few minutes.”
The tiny mouse nodded, and Skull gently placed them on his broad shoulder so he could adjust his gloves.
He then playfully added, “Maybe Captain Kidd can use you to cannonball Shadows in the meantime. Whaddaya say?”
S/O answered him by nipping Skull’s exposed earlobe out of annoyance, provoking a carefree snicker to slip past his lips.
“Heh, didn’t think so. That would be pretty sweet though, huh?”
He pivoted his head slightly to witness S/O’s contemplative posture; they had uplifted a paw to their chin, and they seemed to be lost in thought.
Skull’s voice was panicked as he implored, “W-wait, you’re not actually thinkin’ of doin’ it, right?!”
It was S/O’s turn to giggle (or rather, squeak), and Skull exasperatedly sighed, “Even as a tiny lil’ mouse you’re still a huge brat… you’re lucky you’re so effin’ cute.”
Fox is at a complete loss as to what action he should take next.
He opts for seating himself cross-legged in front of S/O’s rodent form for the purpose of maintaining a watchful eye on them, ensuring that he doesn’t accidentally step on them or that they somehow wind up lost.
Fox sealed his eyelids and smiled to himself as he mused, “Well, I suppose we must paws this infiltration until you regain your human form.”
S/O shook their head, yet their tail betrayed their irked facade and flicked with reluctant amusement.
Fox uplifted a clenched cyan hand to his lips, a low chuckle escaping from them. “I apawlogize my dear, but it would be a crime to waste such an opportune moment.”
S/O crossed their small arms and mimicked a pout. A sudden jolt of inspiration flashed through Fox’s mind, causing him to procure a sketchpad from his thief garb.
“S/O, please hold that pose for me. This ailment will last temporarily, so I must capture this riveting and adorable sight before it dissipates.”
S/O could hardly distinguish the shape of the pencil; it had become a blur, and the mere astonishment of the spectacle was enough to freeze S/O on the spot.
The majority of the shock was due to the fact that Fox preferred to bide his time when he sketched; however, his sheer speed at that moment was enough to potentially ignite his sketchpad with fervent flames.
“How are you capable of being so beautiful in any given form? I am indeed a lucky man…” Fox muttered, more to himself than S/O.
S/O was so flustered by his praise that they failed to realize they had relapsed to their genuine form a while ago and admittedly, Fox was quite smug about seizing the chance to etch a bashful S/O on paper.
- “Come on guys, you’re making me look bad in front of Batman!”
- The joker’s crying face (BATMAN YOU MADE HIM CRY)
- “You mean nothing to me. No one does.”
- The fact that the horn for the Batmobile is the old “nanananana BATMAN” song
- “Remember kids, if you wanna be like Batman, take care of your abs”
- The water effects!!
- “What is the password?” “Iron Man sucks!” “Thank you.”
- The bats that fly around whenever Batman comes into the bat cave
- The fact that Bats still wears his cowl around the house
- The warm lighting effects from the fireplace in Wayne manor!!!
- Batman denying that he was looking at the family photos
- “And that weird one [phase] in 1966”
- “Master Bruce, its morning” “HISSSSSSSAAAAAAA”
- “[Beatboxing] NO”
- Batman loves his dressup parties <3
- Bruce’s helmet hair
- Harley supporting the Joker when he’s bummed out about the breakup-I mean, Batman saying he’s not his worst enemy
- The orphans singing at the Winter Gala
- “My name’s Richard Grayson, but all the kids at the orphanage call me Dick.” “Well kids can be cruel.”
- “I mean, all I want is to get adopted so I can finally stop being…alone”
- Harvard for Police
- The fact that Barbara is a strong WOC love interest!!!
- The fact that Batman is still a master builder as a nod to The Lego Movie
- The scuttler is a huge doggo!!
- “Blink blink blink blinkity blink blink blink”
- “I’m off the menu. You won’t get to fight any of THIS anymore!”
- The Joker leaning into the shot during the interview
- “But we can’t just let him run around loose,,,in a prison,,,”
- The fact that Alfred reads parenting manuals and puts a parental lock on the computer
- “And I must say that I’ve grown rather fond of the young Lad” Alfred likes Robin D'awww!
- “Does Batman live in Bruce Wayne’s basement?” “No, Bruce Wayne lives in Batman’s attic.”
- “Dress up parties are for adults only”
- Robin still has no idea that Batman is Bruce Wayne
- Robin is totally excited about having two dads!!!
- “It’s raining Dads!”
- Robin’s stunned face after the Batmobile jerks to a stop
- The good ideas tracker
- “Don’t call me dad.” “Yes papa!”
- “I’m gonna have to make up an excuse to leave this party without anyone noticing…bye.”
- Batman in denial that he’s proud of Robin
- Batman shyly hitting on Barbara
- “Ooh, a briefs man! Me too.”
- The Joker is GAY
Hello there! May I request a small scenario in which Akira's s/o is a Persona-user as well and the first time they got to see Akira in action with Arsene, they sort of geeked out over the two of them? Reason being, s/o was an avid reader and their favorite book series was about the original gentleman thief Arséne Lupin. (S/O would probably attempt to hug the menacing looking Persona tbh- S/O stop- He isn't the real Arséne-)
Hello! TBH I’d be so down to hug
too. *_* Sorry if this isn’t small enough, I had a bit too much fun with this cute request lolol. Enjoy!!
Edit: When will I stop forgetting gifs. orz
The colossal castle appeared increasingly more grim when accompanied by the dim, amethyst illumination of the hazy moonlight. S/O was well aware of the corruption that had lodged itself in the Metaverse; however, they had great difficulty in growing accustomed to such repulsive displays of desire. Can these adults really claim the title of ‘human’ even after being tainted by this excessive distortion…?
A squeeze from a crimson gloved hand snapped S/O out of their trance, and they locked eyes with their partner-in-crime.
“Are you ready?” he inquired; the fierce glint of determination in his jet-black eyes contradicted his gentle tone of voice.
S/O nodded. “Lead the way, Joker.” The beloved leader smiled, and after giving their hand a final squeeze, Joker charged forward with S/O at his heels.
S/O had to admit that they were a trifle nervous; this was their first mission with Joker, and they were doubtful that they could exceed his expectations. However, their thief garb instilled a kind of rebellious confidence in them that they wouldn’t ordinarily have in reality, so they cast aside their uncertainty and reasserted their focus.
The two lurked in the shadows and fused with the darkness as they explored the crude castle. Eventually, they stumbled upon an enemy hindering their way forward; hence, Joker flashed the signal for an ambush to S/O, then he pounced at the Shadow from the rear and tore the mask from its face, thereby revealing its genuine form. S/O had no time to be impressed; the duo was now engaged in combat.
S/O attacked first, grasping their mask with a leer as cyan flames erupted from it and lapped at their leather-covered hand. “Persona!” they exclaimed, and the trickster within them manifested to deal massive damage.
Joker smirked from their eagerness, and he refused to resist the compulsion to show off in front of S/O. Truthfully, he had already encountered this particular opponent; therefore Joker knew it’s weakness was curse magic, so he called upon…
“Arsène!” Joker’s powerful voice was like thunder as the gentleman thief evinced himself and cast a hex on the Shadow. S/O’s eyes widened with recognition, but Joker commanded them to join him for an All-Out Attack, so they obliged and the foe had been obliterated.
“Joker!” S/O called as they dashed toward him. “W-was that Arsène?! The
Arsène?! From the novels?!” They clung onto his scarlet hands, and desperation was laced in their voice. “C-Can I talk to him? Please?”
Joker was speechless for a moment, but a twinkle of amusement danced in his onyx eyes as he chuckled, “I believe he’s the one you should be asking.”
Without further ado, Joker summoned the notorious phantom thief of legend. S/O warily approached the Persona, then they outstretched a gloved hand. “I-it’s nice to meet you, A-Arsène. I-I-I’m a big fan,” they stuttered, eliciting an expression of adoration from Joker; S/O was unbelievably cute from his perspective.
questioningly peered at Joker as he descended from his former levitation and gently clasped S/O’s hand to shake it. “P-perhaps I should take this time to clarify that I am not the genuine
Arsène. I am a mere figment of imagination, my dear.”
“M-my dear?” S/O repeated dreamily, a rosy flush brightening their cheeks.
“You can hug him if you like,” Joker chimed, his tone laden with mischief.
glowered at him as he scolded, “Now just hold on a minute, boy-” The Persona was interrupted by a pair of arms snaking around his waist, and he peeked down at the blushing thief before him. His gaze softened as he tenderly pat S/O’s head. “Perchance, should you ever desire to speak with me, I shall graciously indulge you with the charming tales of my triumphant excursions. Would that prove sufficient, my dear?”
S/O peered up at him with stars in their eyes. “Y-yes, sir! Thank you!”
gently detached himself from S/O and delicately pressed the back of their hand to his mouth, imitating a kiss. “Until we meet again, darling.”
With a flash of electric blue flame the gentleman thief vanished, leaving S/O alone with Joker. They pivoted toward him, quite dazed and flustered. “J-Joker… oh my god. Is this real? D-did I just meet…?“ They shook their head in an attempt to dispel their reverie. “Actually being able to summon one of the most infamous tricksters… you’re incredible, Joker.”
The Phantom Thief bashfully rubbed the nape of his neck. “It’s nothing. Just let me know if you ever want to chat with him. Although, I may get a bit jealous,” he teased as he tugged S/O closer to him.
A giggle bubbled out of them .“Don’t worry; my heart has already been stolen by my favorite gentleman thief.” S/O pecked Joker’s lips, and a rosy hue dusted his cheeks for the duration of the couple’s infiltration.
listen, I really like the idea that lego joker and harley are platonic gay bffs. but I also headcanon that when they first met in this universe, joker had a mega huge super crush on her. he was all smitten and blown away by this cute smart af arkham psychiatrist, staying put longer than ever just so he could figure out how to get himself a session with her.
finally, he does.
they actually have a great meeting, full of their usual chemistry, and literally he just opens up to her without another thought. no tricks, no malice, no head games, just honesty. and she’s all like ‘whoa everyone always told me joker was like the bad guy, and maybe this is all a clever ruse, but…. something tells me…. it’s not??’ so they develop this deep patient-doctor relationship and keep bonding, but eventually he does break out again. of course, he gets into deep trouble, not even batman-related, and she hears word of it. not that she’s been keeping special tabs on him or anything, how unprofessional would that be? ahahaa ironically, she has been getting more and more interested in this idea of moonlighting as a super criminal to better understand her patients, so why not tonight? hasty decision made, she rushes to the joker’s aid as harley quinn for the first time, kicks some butt, and then helps an injured mr j back to his hideout where he’s just shook like ‘fuckin calm down heart, you can’t afford an attack right now’. once he’s healing, they hang out all night and talk some more, maybe play some video games, and suspend all their usual titles for the first time in a long time, really just connecting. j asks finally why she even came out tonight, all dolled up in crime, and she tells him her reasons, sort of embarrassed with how it all sounds out loud.
“it’s pretty stupid of me, huh? I mean, I could’ve easily died…”
“no no harl! not stupid…. risky, sure… but you said you did it…. //// for me?”
“uh well not… I mean… yes, I heard you were in trouble… and so that was to save you… or help you… or… uh….”
“no one’s…. ever come to my rescue before…”
she meets his honest confession with a pure sunshine smile and that’s when he knows, hoo boy, mr j you did actually die tonight. alert gotham, alert batman, the clown is finally slain.
he doesn’t return to arkham that time, but she continues to moonlight as harley quinn, usually with him, or to assist him, because he does know what he’s doing and can offer her the most guidance and protection as a novice. plus, friendship. after a while, it’s clear to her that her talents lie more in this world than a clinical one, and she finally converts full time to joker’s no. 2. not too long after making the switch, mr j, ecstatic and overwhelmed with her moving in, ramps up his flirtations full force. harley is at first amused, not sure whether he’s serious or it’s just him being him. eventually though, he legit makes a move, and she finds herself reciprocating. they become friends with benefits for a long time, and don’t necessarily deny the boyfriend/girlfriend title, but aren’t really set in it either. however, once harley’s interactions with ivy become much more intimate than just the occasional run in or gal pal hangout, it’s clear to her that she’s really better as bffs with joker than as lovers, and it tears her up for a long while trying to figure out how to tell him. she also knew he’s had it really bad for bats this whole time, and has never blamed him, but feels maybe that is worth pursuing more? eventually she sits him down and has a talk, the most terrified she’s ever been in her life. joker can see how freaked out she is about hurting him and that actually makes everything a lot easier to take, because they’re still so important to each other regardless of romance. he’s like “harl, no, don’t cry it’s ok monkey-face, we can just be platonic if you want? like I won’t lie, I’ll miss kissing that mug, but I don’t want you to feel bad about things for me. im still your boo-boo.” and she just crumbles in his hug. literally me too, we don’t deserve gay lego joker you guys
happily, the switch back was really easy for them to make, and sure, they lapse and will still share the occasional kiss or ass slap, because, come on. look at them. but really, it was such a good decision for them both that nothing was really ever awkward. to this day, they’re still the gayest of friends, and the best dynamic duo in crime.
and that’s the story of how my weak heart just wants joker to be really good and respectful to harley, his one and only psycho circus princess.
You know what really hurts about the stars that died young? Like river Phoenix and Heath ledger and Kurt Cobain and cory Monteith? When you go to look them up on google images or whatever twenty years from now, it’s going to be the same pictures that would come up if you searched them today. Nothing new. And twenty years from now you won’t have to type “young cory Monteith” you won’t have to do that for any of them. Because we didn’t get to see river Phoenix older than 23 and Heath was gone before we saw everything he was capable of. God only knows how much more Heath had to offer the world. Type in “Kurt Cobain” ten years from now and it’ll be the same pictures and interviews that would have come up if you’d searched him ten years ago. you’ll still see the same Kurt, 27 years of age and younger. That goes for all of them.. And it breaks my heart that that’s all we got to see. All we will ever get to see.