this is some 2 am shit right here

I’ve been seeing a man in my backyard for the past two nights

Story by reddit user Opinionson

To start I need to give some background:

I am a male who lives in relatively nice neighborhood

It’s your average small town run of the mill suburbs area with not a lot of people.

I am a college kid who’s home on break while my parents have gone away which doesn’t help at all.

I have a two story house

I do not have gun nor do I have any real weapons other than kitchen knives

I am not on any medication and I have no record of schizophrenia or any other mental illnesses

I barely have any relationships with my neighbors most of whom are elderly and the rest I have minimal contact with

I do not have any people in my neighborhood (that I know of) who have reasons to attack or harm me

Now, let’s get into what has been happening. About two nights ago I woke up very late in the night and I went to the bathroom to go take a shit. Now, my second story bathroom has a window that can see the entirety of my backyard. Directly behind it is a cul de sac which you can see directly into. There is a group of trees and pile of rocks and mulch that divides it. Usually I can see everything in my backroom without turning on my because lights from my neighbor’s house dimly lights the room.

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ok y’all so I watched the Batman ‘66 episodes “Hizzonner The Penguin”/”Dizzoner The Penguin” last night and I am now CONVINCED that the Gotham writers saw this episode and were like “holy shit this is half of season three, right here, written for us, amazing”

and i have evidence

it all starts with our pal Ozzie being suspiciously civic-minded, and fighting off some bad guys…

And then ~shockingly~ Penguin decides to run for mayor!

the people loooove Penguin

[two (2) bouncy boys!!]

[good Politician Hand Gestures™]

[^^^ retro Penguin fangirls]

He’s gonna clean up Gotham! Make it safe for law-abiding citizens!! *wink, wink, nefarious plotting* 

….and….

!!!!! #vintagenygmobblepot; half a century of Penguin/Riddler confirmed

alas, things end badly for Penguin’s political ambitions when the Dynamic Duo interfere, and he (unsuccessfully) tries to get rid of them via unnecessarily complicated death scale….

melting ice + acid = death …..familiar???????? 

hey eddie the 60s called and they want their ridiculous murder contraption back

anyway……..

conclusion: the gotham writers love batman 66 as much as I do and i can only assume this means that season four will begin with the joker terrorizing gotham city with his own personal flying saucer

anonymous asked:

gfsdsh thank you for Validating my sense of humour ilu (but also for the doppler effect tbh i eventually just got stuck on "all might does a dramatic landing/entrance but the surrounding people mostly hear a very loud 'HERE' like someone calling in for class attendance at a crime scene" so thank all of u for the image of all might sprinting amongst the cars like some kind of road rage fever dream)

hfgJDFKHGJFDG THIS IS GREAT ANON I LOVE IT?? I’M JUST IMAGINING LIKE

Expectation:

  • All Might, striking a pose: IT IS ALL RIGHT, FOR I AM HERE!
  • Spectators: *cheering*
  • Villains: *shitting*

Reality:

  • Villain 1: okay if you don’t do anything rash we won’t have to hurt y -
  • *indistinct sound*
  • Villain 2: what was that
  • All Might, phasing into existence with his fist raised in the air: - HERE!!
Show Me Your Heart And I'll Show You Mine - Part 10

Parring: Buck Barnes X Reader

Word: 703

Warning: my attempt on fluff

Summary: It’s a Soulmate!Au!

A/N: I am sick and i am on my period and i feel like shit, but here! I wrote this part 3 times. Also, i anyone have some good jefferson fanficton, please tell me! I’m kind of addicted. Tell me what you thought!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 11 Part 12

Originally posted by minmiin1d

“Careful! “You said as Bucky dragged you down the stairs. “I still have my handicap”

“Oh, right right! “Bucky said without really listening. Honestly, Bucky didn’t really have any idea what you were going to do. He had planned to take you to a fair the day after you had arrived, but they had just left the city. As a kid, he had made a list about all the places and all the dates you were going on when you meet. However, he doubted you would be much up for playing video games, and you couldn’t see the stars.

“Where are we going? “You asked, and Bucky almost froze. He really wanted to arrange the perfect day for you, but he had no idea where to go.

“Well, we are going to start… with some food! “He quickly said and smiled at you. “Because neither of us have had anything to eat since breakfast and it’s almost time for dinner! “

“Well, who am I to turn down food? “You asked with a smile, and Bucky chuckled.

 

“This is really good” You said, and took another bite of your burger.

“Right? “Bucky said with a smile. “I used to come here all the time with Natasha and Steve when we were in high school. All the cool kids sat over there… “Bucky pointed to a table. “And then we sat here, close enough so that we could pretend we were a bit cool”

“That sounds like something me and my friends would do” You said with a laugh. “I used to be in this really big friend group, but we just kind of fell apart with time. The only one I stayed with was Sabrina, and then we meet Will”

“I have to meet your friends some time” Bucky said. “It’s a bit unfair if you meet mine, but I don’t meet yours”

“Don’t worry” You said with a smile. “I’ll invite you sometime. And then I promise I won’t get hit by something”

“Well, I look forward to that” Bucky said, leaning a bit over the table. You smiled at him, and reached over the table to grab some fries.

“Hey! “

You smiled, your mouth stuffed with fries, and Bucky swore he could feel himself fall even more in love with you.

 

“Thank you! “You said as Bucky held the door for you. You walked out, and as Bucky closed the door he was suddenly reminded that he didn’t really have a plan. He could feel your eyes on him, and he looked around for something.

“Come on…” He said, and started to walk, looking around. He looked down when you took his hand, but then locked eyes with you. You smiled at him, and he smiled back, before looking around.

 

“You’re being a real gentleman! “You said as Bucky opened another door for you. You stepped inside, and Bucky followed. Suddenly, you were in a whole other world.

In between all the stores, was an old book and music shop. Bucky hadn’t been the one of his friends to enjoy the most, but this was your day, and he knew how much you enjoyed both books and music.

“wow” You said, and Bucky smiled at you. You didn’t look at him, but admired the store. When you finally looked at him your smile was the biggest he had yet seen.

 

"That place was amazing” When you stepped outside the store it was starting to get dark. “It was almost like travelling back in time! “

Bucky admired you as you kept talking. Your eyes were shining, and Bucky found himself thinking he would do anything to watch you with that expression again. Suddenly you turned to look at him. Your whole face was glowing, and Bucky couldn’t help but lean down and kiss you.

It only lasted a moment before he pulled back, suddenly afraid he had gone too far.

“I’m sorry” He said, and looked down. “I didn’t mean too, I mean… I wasn’t thinking, I don’t really do that”

You smiled, and Bucky was surprised when you leaned up to kiss him again. He froze, but soon relaxed, closed his eyes, took your hand and pulled your closer.

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jikook fic rec (1/2)

yoooooo @parkesjimin​ here are some recs. i was going to message them to you but i couldn’t format the links right, and i’ve been meaning to do a fic rec for a while anyway

also, i only read fics with happy/hopeful endings so don’t worry

so here are my absolute favorite jikook fics atm:

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Okay so I just got online and I haven’t read much about analyzing the Kingsman 2 trailer yet.

But I’m just gonna say I think it’s significant that his hair isn’t styled??

Even when he woke up from the coma he styled his hair before anything else, it was slicked back when he was applying what I can only assume was aftershave. harry is super image conscious his hair is also darker and shorter here, more brown and not so blond.

Is this going to be some James Bond ‘I took the opportunity to ‘die’ for a little bit and just enjoy being dead’ bullshit

That room is suspect as hell too look at how it’s all white and padded yet scuffed??

I’m wondering if maybe this is part of the dream sequence we saw in the teaser. We saw the digital butterflies flying in 3d from Harry’s walls and Mr Pickle, even though we know at the very beginning of the movie Harry’s house and the Kingsman base blow up.

The trailer JUST came out like an hour ago so I haven’t had time to sit down and thoroughly comb through every frame for thoughts and projections, but I’m pulling out a few things because Harry’s comeback is particularly interesting and they’re giving us strange clues in the trailers

 And I’m leaning toward this shot we see of Harry isn’t legitimate. More like a drug induced dream sequence. With the amount of food shots we see for Poppy (I know she has a diner but bare with me) and the golden bottles in the preview, what if they’re carrying a drug of some kind? Eggsy would be a test for it in some capacity, where he hallucinates Harry and Harry’s house - I’m guessing - after seeing something hinting at Harry being alive whether it be photos or videos or straight up seeing Harry.

I don’t think Harry’s not in it sincerely or anything, he totally is. But maybe not this specific shot.

Is anyone following me am I talking out my ass here

@canam77 wants me to get into the crucible more and I am frankly shit-scared of the crucible. We’re hanging out in orbit waiting for our third to do the Nightfall …

Cam: so are you ready for crucible

Me (not paying attention and looking at my phone): yeah sure amazing

*SHAXX VOICE BOOMS OUT*

Me: wait what you mean right now??

Cam: yes here we go wooo!

Me: *screaming*

I did well my dudes 😂

Remember when this was going to be an Angela Merkel appreciation blog?

All right, I am seeing some Merkel-is-anti-queer! memes floating around and it is your duty and mine to cut that shit out before it takes root and spreads.

Yes, she did vote “no” on the same sex marriage bill, and no, I do not have any special knowledge of what is in her heart, but here are some things I do know.

1. The bill passed, and gay marriage is the law of the land in Germany!

2. The vote only happened because she said it could*. It basically happened as soon as she said it could. And it sure seems like she guessed which way things would go.

[*Sufficiently true. I don’t wanna explain what a free vote in a parliamentary system is, and you don’t care.]

3. Merkel’s party is the Christian Democratic Union, and having the leader of the social center-right-wing party voting “awesome!” on gay marriage would’ve at least shaken the loyalty of a significant chunk of its voter base.

4. Splitting a chunk of normal right wing social conservatives off TOWARDS THE HARDER RIGHT PARTY I MEAN FUCK YOU KNOW WHAT THE GERMAN HARD RIGHT FUCKING MEANS RIGHT just before an election would not only weaken her team’s prospects but strengthen a movement that has thankfully lost a lot of steam after the USA let Russia set it on fire.

5. Merkel’s pretty big on freedom generally; and y'know, full honesty, even if she really doesn’t believe gay marriage should be a thing… “but it’s cool tho, you do you” is - even if not ideal - really enough from a head of state. Purity culture is what gave us the restriction in the first place.

6. Queer rights require a liberal society if they are to have any meaning, and right now Merkel’s Germany is the last strongest stalwart of the liberal democratic order.

7. And there is a national vote in Germany next month, and Merkel is under propaganda attack by the same forces that gutted the USA.

8. If she loses the election fairly, that is perfectly fine, but internet propaganda CANNOT be allowed to undermine her in the minds of people without much knowledge of her yet. (Including and maybe especially non-Germans.)

Anyway

here is a good article about her vote which is both cynical and nuanced in like 5 different directions - https://www.theguardian.com/world/2017/jun/30/germany-poised-legalise-same-sex-marriage-bill-law

And here is Merkel getting ready to deal with some fascists.

anonymous asked:

Hey can i ask Gom finding out their crush is a mythical creature? *-*

YOOOOOOO THIS TOOK ME SO LONG. I’m sorry ahh,, I hope you enjoy this an thanks for sending a request in! (note: please specify gender of crush next time ><) I chose from a list of mythical creatures and assigned them to the characters accordingly!! I hope this suffices! 

- Kru


Kise Ryouta (Fairy) -  Kise set the stack of books on the library cart, and turned around to grab some more when he heard a strange buzzing noise. It suddenly stopped, but now he could hear squeaking. Although nearly inaudible, the voice of someone’s disgruntled tone could be heard in the silent library. Kise looked around, puzzled and frightened when no one was close enough to classify the voice as theirs.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw something move. He squinted at the tiny thing, and leaned forward to get a better look.

And there you were, struggling under the weight of a book, trying to push it off. Your little wings gladly weren’t damaged, but it was obviously a distressing situation to be in, considering all the profanities that escaped your mouth.

Kise was terrified. “______-chi?!?!?!?!??” he yelped, causing all heads to jerk towards him. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said ‘sorry’ to everyone before returning his attention back to you, “w-what happened here?! How are you so tiny?!”

You groaned and pushed harder, “I’d love to explain, but can you help me here first?”

Kise hesitantly took the book of off you and watched you stand up while dusting off your outfit. A hand on your hip, you gestured for him to come closer. He did so, clutching the book tightly while listening for your words of explanation.

“Long story short, I’m a fairy. I wasn’t always one, but a couple years ago I became one. It’s a transformation thing though. Accept this, please? Don’t tell anyone?”

Kise nodded, his fearful expression turning into one of amusement as he picked you up. You yelled at him and pounded at his hand. “You’re so tiny and bite-size,” he laughs.

“Ah, yes, put me in a kid’s halloween basket, Kise.” You rolled your eyes.

Midorima Shintarou (Ghost) - (I went for the person being possessed by a ghost thing here because I just finished watching Oh My Ghostess and I’m obsessed with that concept haha)

Midorima’s fast reflexes caught you before you fell to the ground. The both of you were having a decent conversation about nearby thrift shops when you admitted to feeling light headed, and eventually lost your balance to gravity. Midorima was flustered, and laid you down onto the couch of the living room, waiting for your eyes to flutter open.

Truth was, you were already outside of her body. You knew that she was weak from the start, and had intentions of leaving a long time ago, but the green-haired basketball player’s sudden interest in you after possessing her caused you to stay. However, it had gone too far. At this rate, you might’ve been stuck in her body forever, which was something you weren’t willing to commit to.

You watched Midorima brush the hair out of the girl’s eyes. He was blushing at his own gestures, and you couldn’t help but laugh. When Midorima flinched at the noise, you covered your mouth.

Shit!

Midorima slowly turned his head, and saw you sitting on the coffee table. He stood up quickly, immediately in a defensive position, hues wide open.

He can see me?!

“W-Who are you?! How did you get in here?!” he demanded an answer.

You stood on top of the coffee table and waved your hands out in front of you. “W-Wait, Midorima-kun, I’m _______.” You pointed at the girl on the couch.

Midorima grew even more wary to your actions, and watched you get down from the coffee table. Before he could tell you that was bullshit, you slipped on the edge of the table and fell forward. Midorima instinctively reached out to brace your fall, but when you passed right through his arms and down to the hardwood floors, he felt shivers reverberate throughout his body.

“Ah…” You held your head, “that hurt. Why am I still so clumsy even after death?”

“Death…? Wait,” Midorima shook his head and took a step away from you. The light above the both of you flickered as you stood up.

“I’m a ghost, Midorima-kun. I guess it’s…kind of shameful that I’m still here on earth. Although I don’t want to reveal my intentions, I possessed this girl,” you glanced at her on the couch, “but she has a very weak body. I wanted to leave sooner before something like this happened, but…I enjoyed talking to you a little too much.”

Midorima clenched his fists in disbelief. There was no way that ghosts could exist. But he saw you disappear through his arms with his own eyes. “So… the _____ I knew this entire time was you?” Midorima suddenly had flashbacks of when her personality had suddenly changed, and he realized that it was because of your possession over her. He had fallen in love with a ghost.

You nodded with a sad smile on your face. “I’m sorry.”

Aomine Daiki (Ghoul) - It had been almost three days since your sudden transformation into a ghoul. You hated how you felt: the sudden insatiable thirst for human blood was the only thing that occupied your mind. Being scared for hurting anyone close to you, you ran away from home and haven’t been attending school. Although surviving off of pig meat has been sufficient up to now, you ravenously craved the texture of human flesh.

Knees hugged to your chest, crying tears of frustration underneath the dim streetlamp, you felt it wasn’t worth to live here anymore. As far away…as you could. The hunger wasn’t bearable any longer. When a rat that scurried near your feet, you caught it quickly in one snatch. Opening your mouth to devour it, eyes turning red, you heard leaves crunch under someone’s weight. The malignant look in your eyes immediately disappeared when you saw Aomine Daiki.

Aomine’s eyes were wide open, dropping the bags of groceries to the ground in surprise. “Did you just catch that rat with your bare hands?! Holy shit, that’s some skill.” He walked over to you, rubbing his hands together because of the chilly weather.

This wasn’t right. Why was someone awake and on the streets at 2 AM? Usually this time was clear for you to roam around and find prey. You quickly threw the rat away and turned from the boy, tears floating in your eyes.

Aomine scratched his head, and approached you. “What are you doing out here so late, ______?”

“None of your business Aomine. And I could say the same to you,” you sniffled.

Aomine sat down next to you on the curb, and his human scent aroused your hunger. You began to feel dizzy. When he took of his jacket, revealing his bare tan arms, and put it around you, a weird feeling of romance and rancor resonated in your heart.

You couldn’t take it anymore. Eyes turning red, mouth salivating, eyeing down the texture of his skin, you grabbed his arm and brought it up to your mouth. He was surprised, confused, and groaned in pain as you sink your teeth into his flesh. The copper-tasting blood was so delicious that it made you feel grateful for becoming a ghoul only for a split second before Aomine yanked his arm away and looked at you with eyes of fear. “W-What the fuck?!” He stood up and held his arm.

“I-I’m so sorry. Oh my goodness.” You wiped your mouth.

Aomine took a step back when you stood up. His expression broke your heart, and you decided it was best to just look at your feet instead of his eyes. “…I’m a ghoul. Do you get it now? That’s why I’ve been avoided everything lately. It’s more the reason you should stay away from me. Leave, Aomine.” You could smell the fragrance of his dripping blood, which made you so unbearably thirsty.

Aomine couldn’t believe what was going on, but if what you said was true, then it’s more the reason to stay with you. He’s liked you for a very long time, and it worried him sick when you weren’t showing up to school. Something like this wouldn’t scare him away. He stepped towards you. Your eyes didn’t know where to look.

“You biting me totally isn’t cool but,” he looked away, “at least make use of it while you can.”

His arm was held out to you and your tears fell as you gently held onto his wrist, nodding.

“…ok.”

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anonymous asked:

you're so nice when answering people no joke it makes my day

im not out to make people feel like shit unless theyre trying to do that to me, you guys are just trying to blog, have fun (or vent or even have some material 4 ur personal playtime man the world is ur answer, u do u) n connect with people n discover new shit and i just cant understand why there r people on here who feel like they have the right to ruin a stranger’s day y’know. I think you’re all wonderful people, I love talking to all of my angels bc there’s so many good vibes that need 2 b spread around here and I appreciate every person who’s stuck by me regardless how much of a trainwreck I am haha

iubitul-baiatului  asked:

Okay hear me out pls...darry x male!reader hcs? Please and thanks?

im so here for this

-darbear is really affectionate ksjaiajah
-he will flaunt his boy to no end
-“this is my boyfriend”
-“i would like you to meet my boyfriend he’s really cool”
-if anyone pulls some homophobic shit he will literally beat them right then and there
-darry is top ;)
-they’re like honestly couple goals
-just imagine these bois
-maybe a lil tipsy on some wine
-dancing around in the kitchen at 2 am being cute
-im sobbing

These doodles are old. Old as balls. (not really, more like 2 months I forgot to upload them before the move lol) Just some Ryan practices, mostly still learning how to draw him. Poor cinnamon roll doesn’t deserve like 90% the shit I am gonna put him through but here we are :^) I blame @baneoftoasters though because she suggested an idea torments and I had a ‘O shit you right this makes more sense!’ moment and I went with it.

anonymous asked:

is the discord closed? :(

((the discord is 100% open!! but i just haven’t seen people joining it a lot, sorry.

and to all of you, i’m REALLY sorry, like,, shit, i haven’t used this blog in a while, but…

i have a long fucking to do list (you can thank my stupidity and procrastination) for october and i just want it to e n d -

here’s some pr o o f :

1. today i decided to sign up for this hecking community service (8:00 am - 3:30 pm today) because my crush did and said it was fun,, whoops look at me fucking up my schedule because of gayness-

2. wowie look at that i have an art competition to enter right hEckiNG nOw it’s due in a week or so and i procrastinated a shitton

3. nice job rae, you just put yourself in all honors classes and two classes with people 1-3 years older than you without recognizing that you have a life. oh wait, what life? wh o o p s -

4. holy shitballs, look at the time, it’s almost halloween and i decided to JUST NOW start sewing my heather chandler blazer isn’t that wonderful

5. okay honestly what the hell is wrong with me- i signed up for a hecking TWELVE HOUR community service because i thought my crush was gonna do it and now i’m stUck this isn’t normal help

all of these should be manageable or over by the end of october, but for now all i can really do is answer mod questions and post random doodles in my sketchbook on discord?? so uh,, come see that if you want??

also this is probably taking up a huge chunk of your wall if you’re following me, my bad- justignoremeimtrash-

but honestly, i didn’t expect to still have 400+ followers?? after i’ve been a lil shit who doesn’t ever post?? thank you guys for all your support, connor and the gang will be back in november!!

love you guys :)

- mod rae))

hOLY SHIT YOU GUYS

i went to club tortimer to check out items/possibly do some tours and nobody else was on the island when i got there so i went outside and was about to go after a shark when this dude arrived. i looked at his TPC and was like “well hey that sounds good” and then i start hearing clinky sounds so i walk towards the center of the island and he is just dropping bag after bag of 99,000 bells. i think he ended up giving me about 5 million total, omfg

i thanked him profusely and all he said to me was “bye” right before he left, hahaha. i know for people who dupe bells become sort of meaningless, but this nearly doubled what i had in savings so i am super grateful. i see a lot of negative talk on here about club tortimer experiences and i don’t doubt that there are some little shits out there who just want to troll, but there are also some very generous strangers. SHOUT-OUT 2 MAYOR JACK, WHOEVER YOU ARE

  • Cassie in book 1: *looks at Pritkin* ugh who is this guy?
  • Cassie in book 2: *looks at Pritkin* fuck this guy and his ridiculous hair.
  • Cassie in book 3: *looks at Pritkin* ehhh he smells sort of good I guess and I kinda wanna touch that dumb ass hair, but jeez what a dick amirite, no attraction here, no siree.
  • Cassie from book 4 onward: *looks at Pritkin* 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ SHIT👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌th 👌 ere👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit

saw someone tag a fic positivity post along the lines of ‘i feel guilty for reblogging this bc i’m a fic writer so it seems selfish’ and woah lemme stop you right there fam and lay down some facts:

fact 1: you are a fic writer and fic writers are wonderful. 

fact 2: bc you are wonderful you deserve appreciation. 

fact 3: bc of how hard you work for the fandom, you deserve the space to acknowledge your own accomplishments and hard work. 

fact 4: if anyone gives you shit, send them my way and they will catch these hands.

Let's Just, Sit here... For a While..

(Leto Joker X Reader)


You were never one to cry a lot. Sure, get mad, furious, mopey , maybe even sad but tears were not your forte . They just always were kept bottled up. But even the dragon has shed a single tear.

You were having an awful week, Joker was super busy. But that was a no brainier. Plus he always made it up to you, with kisses. And a little more than kisses, if you catch my drift. And just the fact that the clown prince of crime loved you and every crazy part of your transfigured mind and body. Just like him. Skin bleached white, lips stained purple, and Hair dyed ocean. But your eyes stayed the same, more vibrant (E/C) if you will. But, all that aside , it didn’t help the pending up frustration.
First, some henchmen you hired for a job that was necessarily easy were really a group of untrained baboons . They fucked up the entire heist , resulting in .. Well, let’s say, they won’t be making it back home for Christmas.
Then you went to Joker’s club to say hello to your favorite love story . But just to find out he had already left minutes before you to surprise you. That leaving you with muffled laughs, and the occasional comments like,
“What a fine ass” or
“Joker’s got a bad bitch.” To that one you responded with a predatory aura as you turned to face him slow and milky. With an index finger raised you said , “ Oh friend.” Looking at exactly who said it with a sick grin,
“Oh friend oh friend .” The man had dark toned skin with a tattoo that read BadAss along his cheek bone just under his left eye. More like DumbAss is what it should’ve stated. His eyes were wide as you inched closer, drawing out your own special weapon. A delicate , classic western type , blue handled revolver.
“You Know~ what happened to the LAST.” You sunk right into his lap with a thud. He gulped leaning , arching his back as far away as he could from you like a spider on a web when you’re in the basement and are trying to avoid it getting into your hair. You pressed the barrel right onto his forehead , laughing darkly. What a way to blow off steam. “Guy That Said, Such a… Statement?”
He shook his head ferociously.
“Well, let’s find out.”
BANG.

You exited dusting off your bloodstained black sweatshirt (so it wouldn’t really show) as you exited. Then, this. This was the last fucking straw. When you came home, greeted by an irritated Mister J. Like the good girlfriend you were you had asked what’s up? Of course, the guy you murdered Was the son of a mob boss he was making a critical deal with. Of Fucking Course He Was!!!

Now, here you were. Sitting . Inside the slide of a children’s jungle gym in the middle of the Gotham Central Park. It was the creepy one that people rarely visited. Covered in graffiti . Not to mention some of your own. After your argument , the last thing you said were along the lines of,

“I Am So Fucking Pissed Right Now!”
And ,
“IMA GET SO FUCKING DRUNK OR HIGH I WON’T REMEMBER THIS SHIT , IM GOING OUT , DON’T BOTHER LOOKING, ILL BE HOME SOON! UGH!”

Yep, soon. More like 2 hours sitting and pouting inside of a plastic Tube. Even the inside was spray painted. But you smiled on the one you had done. With a sharpie it was a picture of a bat and a robin. The robin sat curled up sleeping while the bat hung upside down weeping. Interesting what you could have been before you fell into the void. Sighing, you really had to take a whiz. So taking every once of mental strength you pushed yourself down the slide and made your way up to a closest café. And there she blows, cafés never seemed to let you down. Tossing your hood up you walked in, went into the bathroom, then. Well walked out. But a sudden gust of wind blew in as someone else walked into the shop and it had blown your hood off revealing your stained portrait of a face. You stood there, as the shocked looks of the people around gave you. But, not many outsiders knew about you. You were pretty skilled at only having people important know about you and your profiles. Then just like that, they all started laughing. You glanced around. Manic voices screaming at you. But not to kill anyone no. But to put on a show, and with that you started laughing to, as you waltzed out you kept laughing, then as you walked down the side walk. Slowly crashing down as the laughter grew hysterical. Finally got tears spilled down while you kept laughing. But now. It was a wail of sad coughs. The laughing turned desperate. Like a bad joke. You curled up and hiccuped into your knees. You had had enough and the rage took its toll. It was all so funny, yet it hurt you so much. So you laughed at the comedy, but died in the tragedy. Soon enough you felt a palm rest on your shoulder. You were still gurgling chuckles as you sniffed and barely peered up . You saw a familiar silver smile and grin hair. Icy blue eyes staring down at you. He crouched next to you. Joker glanced at the playground you both now hid behind, then back at you.

“ Hey princess, want to tell me what’s this all really about?”, he said softly. He kept the smirk but his eyes said it all, he was concerned. You looked at him and wiped your eyes. You hated it when you cried. Clowns don’t cry, they smile… But why weren’t you?. You felt yourself getting angry, and as if on command he pulled you into his arms and held you. You instantly started to feel better. You croaked ,
“I’m not sorry for killing your bosses kid. He wasn’t funny. ”

He gave a full hearted laugh as he kissed your temple,
“Well you can tell me all about that pumpkin.” , he picked you up and strode over to the swing set. Sitting on one with you curled up like a fetus in his lap as he kicked back , relaxed and started to sway you in his arms in rhythm of the swing.

You nodded as you told him everything, giggling from here and there. Yeah you were sick, but just how he liked it. Cause he was sick to. When you finished sniffing and rubbing at your already chafing nose, he pressed his lips to your neck and ,

BBbbBBBLLURRPPPppP! As he blew a raspberry and erupting both of you into fits of giggles. But then like a switch, it started to rain. Getting drenched he laughed and kissed you passionately on your smiling lips and said ,
“Let’s go home (Y/N)”

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