so good on me i suppose

18. Who’s She? Part 6.

And here we go with part 6! Hope you guys enjoy it! <3<3 :*

Who’s She? Part 6.

„Ah, doctor. I see you’re still alive, so I suppose you haven’t done something stupid, while I was gone“, Joker said grinning at Dr Warner.

„Where is my daughter, you bastard?“, she asked sobbing.

„Careful“, Joker growled and came a step towards here, holding his index finger in front of her face.

She was crying and bleeding.

„Your daughter belongs to me now. She’s such a good girl“, a dirty grin hits his face as he took the old wooden chair in the corner behind him, placed it in front of her and sat down, as if he was a father who wants to tell a bedtime story to his daughter.

Except for the fact that he had her tied up in handcuffs on a wall, in a cold basement, where he already tortured her a few hours before he fucked her daughter.

„You wanna know what I have done with her?“, he asked watching in amazement how Dr Warner’s facial expressions got from scared to disgusted and back again.

After he tortured her physically, he now abused her mentally.

She turned her head away from him, but that was a big mistake.

When the Joker is about to tell you something, you’ll better listen, to him.

„Don’t you dare ignoring me“, he growled and slapped her across the face.

Her nose was bleeding after this, but she didn’t make a sound, she doesn’t want to give him the pleasure of seeing her whine or hurt.

„You will listen to me now, hm?“, he asked tugging her face into his direction.

She didn’t answer him.

„Anyways, you can’t keep your ears shut, so where was I … Oh yes …“, he grinned again.

„I’ve waited for little (Y/N) to come home, after I messaged her. Lovely girl, she came as soon as I texted her. She was a little bit shy in the beginning, but she became so needy after I layed my hands on her pretty innocent body. Her skin was so soft … and her pretty pussy became so wet, after I touched her, oooh how she loved that …“

„Stop it!“, Dr Warner shouted.

„Don’t interrupt me, while I’m speaking!“, Joker yelled and slapped her again, harder than the last time.

Dr Warner felt like her head was about to burst, after it struck the back of the hard stone wall again and a warm liquid at the back of her head told her, that she was bleeding.

„You wanna know what she said, while I fucked her?“

„She said; I want it, daddy, I want it, so bad …

„You’re lying“, Dr Warner hissed at him.

Joker laughed.

„You think so?“

„Maybe you should look at this“, he said and showed Dr Warner the ugly truth in form of a video on his phone.

In the second she saw her daughter, laying under Joker, moaning and begging for more, while he wanted to know, if she likes what he was doing with her, Dr Warner turned her head away.

She doesn’t wanted to see this.

„You’re sick! Just a sick, freak“, she said, while tears were running down her cheeks.

„Tsk, tsk, tsk“, Joker said and shook his head.

„That wasn’t very nice of you.“

„But I should’ve expected that, you never were nice to me. Remember the security guards? The one’s who tortured me? I know that this was your idea, so don’t act like you’re the victim!“

He pulled his gold and purple jackknife out of his jacket, before slamming it into Dr Warners ribcage.

She cried out in pain.

„Listen to me now, and listen good. Your daughter doesn’t need you any longer, she belongs to me now, but don’t worry I will take care of her. And I can’t risk that you will separate her from me, that means doctor, you can go“, Joker smiled and placed his gun against her forehead.



„Boss? Is everything alright?“

Frost stood on the stairway to the basement.

„Didn’t I told you to stay out?“, Joker growled.

„Yes, but the girl, she’s awake. I think she’s searching for you, boss“, Frost said and showed Joker the iPad, where he saw (Y/N) standing in her room.

She looked irritated, worried and slightly sad.

„Bring me the car and be so kind and put the garbage out.“

Frost nodded his head, while Joker watched (Y/N) searching for him, or maybe … her mother?

He looked at the dead body of Dr Warner.

Don’t worry, doll. You won’t need her anymore, you don’t need anyone, besides me. You’re mine, mine alone.


He wasn’t there anymore as you woke up again and at first you thought everything was just a dream, but as you went to look out for your mother, she also wasn’t there.

He said he wouldn’t do something to her, but you didn’t believe him anymore.

Tears were forming into your eyes.

What have you done?

If he had killed her, it was only your fault.

You sobbed and tried to whipe the tears away, but you suddenly stopped crying as you heared the front door open and close again.

Mr J was back.

„I’m sorry, doll. I’ve had some really important business to do“, he said with his usual big smile.

You saw the blood on his clothes and the tears came back.

You knew what he has done.

„Oooh, what’s wrong, baby?“, he asked and spread his arms to wrap them around your body.

„N-no“, you said and wanted him to let go off you, but his grip got even more harder instead.

„You promised it“, you said, crying again.

„Shhh. No. Stay“, he growled and pulled you back into his arms as you tried to break free.

„Stay, and listen“, he said impatient and grabbed your chin to make you look him in those crazy blue eyes.

„She would’ve tried to take you away from me, as far as it would’ve been possible for her. I told you I won’t let you go again, you belong to me now. She was just a burden for us. Stop crying, doll. You wouldn’t have wanted to be taken away from me, would you?“

„Answer me, dear“, he said whispering and stroke your cheek.

„No …“, you whispered back.

He smiled at you.

„You see. It’s better for us now. Don’t be mad at me, you won’t remember her that much, when we move outta here, I promise.“

„Don’t promise me anything. You didn’t hold it the last time“, you said whiping your tears away.

„Yes, because you wouldn’t have trusted me, if I had told you that I would kill your mother.“

„So you just used me?“, you asked and pushed him away.

„Doll. I didn’t used you. And don’t ever push me away again“, he growled and grabbed you by your neck to kiss you roughly.

„I want you and I know you want me too, so stop fighting against it.“

„And don’t cry to me“, he whispered and kissed your tears away, almost like a normal worried boyfriend, but he wasn’t normal, he was the Joker and you knew that, you felt it everytime he talked to you or touched you.

„How could you do this?“, you sobbed at his chest as you looked at one of the pictures in the hallway, that showed you and your mother; a happy little family.

You were ten years old back then.

„Shhh. It was necessary, you will see it’s better like that. Stop crying now.“

But you didn’t wanted to stop.

You couldn’t.

She was your mother.

You had the right to grieve about her.

And you had the right to hate yourself, for being addicted to the man, who killed her.

He killed your mother and you were still in love with him.

Now that’s the proof.

You must be crazy, not as crazy as him, but still crazy enough to look over the death of your mother.

Yes you were sad, yes it broke your heart to imagine what he must have done to her, but even that wasn’t enough to make you hate him.

You still wanted him and you still loved how he comforted you, even if he was the reason you got hurt, like that.

So was this about to be your life now?

Being the one and only girl of Gotham City’s most notorious criminal?

He wouldn’t let you go again, you were his property now.

And to be true, you didn’t wanted to be somewhere else …

And this is how the crazy clown had created his crazy girl.

anonymous asked:

Hello! I saw your post about appreciating hyung line & agree 100%! I don't know if you've done this before but could you recommend some blogs that are hyung line biased, either all together or them individually? Thanks for spreading the good word, they deserve more love!

Wahh oh my gosh ok I hope it’s ok to tag everyone I’m about to tag! Also I really hope I get your biases right, I may mix them up so let me know if changes are needed!

Ok I’ll go in age order I suppose~ I follow some lovely Jin stan blogs (but I’m looking for more ALWAYS so hmu if you stan my pumpkin son) - @adoreseokjin @yccnjin @injincible @jinsprotectionsquad @keepseokjinsafe @myjinthelove @for-seokjin @seok-jined @jinseok-net 

Next is my angel, my ult bias for all time, Suga~ and again I can always use more of my soft son on my dash so hmu if you’re a Suga stan - @yoongight @yoongis-aesthetic @yccnjin @agustlab @gummypd @tabisarthoe @lolzwithholz @bangtanbighit @sweetyoongi @boitedekpop @foryoongi @boitedekpop

Our hope, our angel, J Hope~ I actually don’t have many for him (though let me tell you, my dash is covered in him regardless because these FANTASTIC blogs are thriving with Hobi. He’s literally everywhere on my dash), so PLEASE let me know if you’re a Hobi stan I want to follow more Hobi blogs! @hobuing @jhopesfiance @hobixing @boitedekpop @solarhobi

And our youngest of the hyungs, Rap Monster! I have to tell you that the reason I bias him now is because these blogs made me come to my senses!! Shoutout to these guys for being great Joon stans - @boitedekpop @wreckitrapmon @rapmunstar @namjoons-gf @iwishiwaslessawkward @rapling @mini-yngi @cyphermon @kstopping 

With a few exceptions, all these blogs post about all members, as opposed to focusing on one or two. However, all these blogs are also guaranteed hyung line supporters, appreciators, and lovers!! So anon, go forth and frolic and bask in the light that hyung line shines upon us! Give them love! Give them attention! GIVE THEM THE APPRECIATION THEY DESERVE!! These blogs know how to love the hyung line right, and I hope you’ll follow some, or all, of them! 

anonymous asked:

Why do you like it when a man orders for you?

There are lots of reasons.

The primary one is that it means he knows he is (according to rules of etiquette) supposed to order for a lady.

That suggests that he has very good and very old fashioned manners which means my chair is going to be pulled out for me, the doors will be opened for me, and he will treat me like a queen who is far too good for this earth. I don’t know (or particularly care) about the rest of your feelings, but I love being treated as if I’m so precious that I shouldn’t have to trouble myself with anything that isn’t of the utmost importance.

Have you ever had someone love you so much that they want to put your coat on for you?

It’s an amazingly intimate display for a man to practically suggest that he is meant to be your servant and that he desires you so aggressively and so passionately that he wants to do everything he possibly can to display this.

Not to mention, there’s something very sexy to me about a man who is confident enough in himself to make such a public claim on a woman without having to stoop to the immature emotional levels of the dreaded ‘PDA.’

You don’t tend to go around ordering for someone who you aren’t intimately acquainted with, so it gives a pleasant thrill that he is suggesting I am his in the most possessive sense without appearing declasse.

Two kinds of people.

anonymous asked:

why dont you like davekat? this isnt meant to be a leading question or anything i jsut wanna know tbh

ehhhh i dont find it that funny, and the parts i was supposed to find funny were just horribly aggravating and frustrating. for me. not for the majority of people who suddenly hate it after the retcon. those are assholes. 

so pre retcon davekat = shit. i have no other comment. i hate it.

post retcon davekat = good, but not seen enough of to actually ENJOY, you know? more like. i love the concept of post retcon davekat for what it does for those two characters.

my enjoyment of homestuck derives from mostly laughs or symbolism. davekat fails to offer much on the former (outside of the wonderful post-retcon fanon), but gives plenty on the latter.

anonymous asked:

Hi holly,here's the thing I were at a house party and I were very drunk and this guy at my school Took me upstairs and started feeling me up and before I knew it he was forcing me to have sex with him I told him to stop and he wasn't listening to me and now he's turning it around on me saying I was gagging for it and he never forced me and he did what am I suppose to Do?

That’s not good at all, stay well away from him and block him on everything. I’d even go to the police or tell a trusted adult so they can help you sort out the situation. Sorry that happened to you girl :(

Hate and Attacks

I’ve noticed that there are a lot of vague attacks going on here. Let me tell you guys something.

You have disappointed this small, sick child. I’m very sick right now and I get to log on a see a bunch of sides and hate going on. I’m salty and snappy and just a right git towards most people on here.

If you want to act like children, do it somewhere else. We’re supposed to be a family, a group of people we can count on to help us in times like this. If we attack each other, what good is this “safe place”? 

So please, stop with the fighting. I know only like 2 people will see this and like this but still, I’m getting the message out and I’m trying to make our fandom family a bit more like an actually family.

aromtt  asked:

tbh one of my fav achaka parts of the game is the sidescroller section when he's fighting the dragon & graham is climbing around the walls & etc to avoid getting killed and achaka is BLATANTLY showing off with his bow to impress graham even tho they could both be killed @ any second


Graham is running and hiding behind rocks and stuff MEANWHILE ACHAKA IS SWINGING UPSIDE DOWN ON THE ROPE WITH HIS LEGS GOD…… I love him…….

i???? i love achaka?? HES JUST SO GREAT and like I love the first impression you get of him that he’s suppose to be kinda menacing and scary (at least that’s what I got LOL) but then no it turns out he’s this cute lil cinnamon bun achaka he is so good

anonymous asked:

Help! My boyfriend has a problem with the way I dress at home. I am obsessed with shiny latex body suits. I also love to have a leather belt hang off my hip with a holstered gun. It goes so good with my red hair. He's allergic to latex. What do I do?

You (while in your shiny latex body suit) place one hand on your holstered firearm and with your other hand show him the fucking door while you wave me in. Half cuck him I suppose.

I can’t decide if I want to be Ladybug or Chat Noir for Halloween

On one hand, I love Chat and cosplaying him would be really fun (I’d be throwing cat puns everywhere all night).  But my body type isn’t exactly very boy-ish so I don’t know if his suit would look very good on me.  There’s also the chance that people would think I’m supposed to be Catwoman.

I can definitely pull off Ladybug and it’d be fun to go out in my costume on Halloween and see if I’d get recognized, since her outfit is pretty recognizable.  It’s also not that interesting of a costume.  I could change it up a bit, but then I wouldn’t be recognized unless I go to a con.  Plus, I’d want to have a Chat Noir with me…


List of Town Tunes

If you have any requests for a specific tune send it my way and I’ll see what I can do for you!

I’ve been inspired lately by pixel RPG games along with watching the new walking dead trailer (more than once), getting extremely pumped about it, so this was born

it isn’t supposed to be good, I just wanted to do something fun aha

and fun it was not

props to pixel artists, I don’t know how you guys do this stuff

oikawa only catches pokemon that he thinks are cute and also loves buying merch

iwaizumi is a really casual player and was honestly just trying to do his grocery shopping but got roped into oikawa’s antics

here is part 1 and part 2 with the other boys!! i was debating what team these two would be on and i think it would be valor?? but maybe mystic? idk what do you guys think let me know!


Red strings inspired by this

(I don’t know anything about the red string of fate. All I know is that I saw it in Yu yu hakosho once.)

Because I feel bad after leaving so many people high and dry without announcing anything. Have these chibis I drew when I was supposed to be studying

Weird update under the cut (TL;DR I have to do my commissions before I come back to answer everyone’s messages):

Keep reading


That swallow at the end made my heart jump. That is the good stuff right there! I love that they aren’t loud that they are building up something truly amazing with each other.   The way his facial expression changes through the whole thing is so beautiful. Farkle the one , and only minkus. The genius is standing in awe of Riley whose  always proving feelings  are  stronger then science. He looks truly inspired , and If that is not the look of a boy in love or at least in like then please someone explain to me what that is suppose to look like?

By the way chances are good I’ll open ask again this week. Wow! Time to get excited! 

I moved everything out of my drafts and inbox into the queue and that’s supposed to be empty too in like five days or so. So I’ll probably have a real busy weekend with you guys. This has me thinking, maybe it’d be a good thing to regularly open the ask box over the weekend. Yeah I think we’ll do that. Looking forward!


I’m in the awkward situation that wile I’m in my 20s, I’m on a personal level doing what I was supposed to do in my teenage years; figuring out who I am, forming an identity ect. Stuff that comes with puberty. But as time has passed on, and I’ve entered my “2nd puberty” trying to fix things up as best I can, everyone my age is already grown up. Wile they are busy working long hours, starting families, buying their first apartment ect., I sit here, trying to figure out the mystery of being me. Pretty much alone - I’ve never been good at keeping friends. It is so damn frustrating, depressing.

The feeling of powerlessness.

The feeling of time wasted.

The feeling of youth fleeting.

The world moved on and left me in its wake. Please send me 10 years back in time.

I just realized that phone call Tyrell and Elliot had sounds like a poem in my head, so I wrote it down and voila

Bonsoir, my sweet love
We haven’t got so long
The world is quite a mess
And I have got to go

But first, you should know
I think about you a lot
I think about that night
When we became gods

It’s good to hear your voice
And that slow breathing of yours
But don’t you get me worried
Are you having second thoughts?

And I wish… how I wish
We didn’t end up like this
But until I am right where
I am supposed to be

Just keep breathing for me
When it’s safe to come to you
I will meet you, that I promise
Soon… Very soon.

/Dad sees my shirt with “Dog Park Cleaning Crew” across the back with the Night Vale eye logo/

Dad: What’s that about?

Mum: Oh, it’s from that thing [they] like. Y’know, a podcast.

Me: Yeah, uh, Welcome To Night Vale. It’s about a dog park, that you’re not supposed to acknowledge.

/After I’ve left the room/

Dad: Was I supposed to understand that?

Mum: …I don’t think so.