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@atrickofthetoxin
WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?????
Upstate - Brendon Burton
redhndsâ:
@atrickofthetoxinâ asked:
* itâs truly a wonder that youâre still alive. (for Edward!)
                        A fingerâs raised and mouth parts to speak but no words come out before a narrowed look is shot the otherâs way .    â Donât insult me ,   Jon . â    Was that the intent ?    It was difficult to read but he canât help take it as such â likely because it feels like he canât catch a break .     Getting thrown back in Arkham once more ;    he just wanted to win once â so he canât help but be a bit overly sensitive .    And despite all the doubt in his mind at the moment he follows with what heâs certain ,     â If Iâm anything itâs resilient . â
âTouchy.â Jonathan doesnât sound offended, just mildly amused at the reaction heâs sparked, folding up the paper heâs been reading to show Edward its front page, adorned, of course, with the Riddlerâs unmistakable visage. He expected nothing less.
âIâd call it a scientific observation rather then an insult, myself, but take from it what you like.â
[with regard to a 45+ year old disheveled man] omg wife alert
I am full of SO much love for scarecrow but theyâve been doing him dirty for 30+ years
I want him to be just as multi faceted as the other rogues in the show(s)!! I will die on this hill!!!
The only time Jon watches tv is in Arkham, where he'll watch the news, and sometimes horror movies if they happen to be on.
WHATS YOUR DYNAMIC IN THE FOUND FAMILY?
 people are not so much your forte. you are more at home with thoughts, ideas, hobbies, skills. as such, you probably have to learn how to work well with others--but once you do, hey, it has its moments. while you are treasured for your ability to solve problems, people also have this unique love of novelty. when you break from your schedule, when you say something no one is expecting--that's novel. you are as curious and lovable as the subjects you study. you are family. this place is not the same without your witty comments and wry observations. you definitely feel more comfortable when someone needs a straightforward answer than a shoulder to cry on, but it's not impossible to give both. know that your family loves you for more than that, though, and will (usually) remember to respect your boundaries.
Tagged by : @king-crane
Tagging : Steal it >:)
@who-is-muses : Slowly gliding an investigative finger along a vial of fear toxin, the demon's neutral expression sours just slightly in a frown. Dark eyes roving over the other containers, filled and empty, Baizacles bluntly asks, "do you honestly think you're making any kind of difference?" ~ who-is-muses (Baizacles [test])
He smiles, a sharp-edged thing that does not reach his eyes. "In a cosmic sense, benefiting of the Devil and his court? Maybe, maybe not. I like to think so, if only a ripple in a great pond. Certainly I do on a more intimate level. Trauma and fear as severe as what I tend to work in are likely to leave deep scars, after all, whither I'm the cause or the cure, my marks are there. Fear shapes a man profoundly."
He shrugs, lacing his finger together, and adds, almost offhand. "I'm sure there's a child or two in Gotham whose life has been bettered by the murder of their guardian, but I tend not to watch them after that, adolescents make poor subjects. I don't run a pediatric practice."
i cannot remain silent about this anymore.
all my friends are so skilled and creative and intelligent and incredible and they deserve so much recognition for their work and all the happiness in the world
who-is-musesâ:
@atrickofthetoxin | Blood & Bruises starters
âItâs bleeding quite badly.â for Goswin (no fan cleaning required lmao)
âIt is,â the stranger affirms, looking down with a far too neutral face at the hole in his gut oozing brown, almost black blood. âI am.â
Goswin has encountered enough humans to know one would be far less nonchalant about such an injury. But their cover was blown as soon as they were spotted strolling through the alleys, splattered in his and someone elseâs blood, and the fact this particular human didnât flee happening upon such a sight is rather intriguing.
Redirecting their gaze to Jonathan once more, Goswin plainly adds, âitâs not all mine, of course. A terrible mess all the same.â
âHm.â The Scarecrowâs gaze lingers on Goswinâs strange, dark blood, and on the wound that the stranger seemed completely unaffected by. Curious. Not human then, not without a meta element at least. Not machine, either, the blood is unusually colored, but (at least to his eye) itâs organic, not oil or lubricant. No, he wasnât sure what to make of this one...
âTerrible.â He echos. âI suppose thatâs what came about from the gunshots Iâve been hearing? Itâs a bit early in the day for a mugging, isnât it.â He leaves open weather he thinks this man is victim or perpetratorÂ
@knightnoirâ // plotted
âI have to say Mr. Wayne, you disappoint me. Youâve proven to be extremely poor bait.â
 Thereâs a current of irritation under the Scarecrowâs tone, matching the drone of drumming fingernails against metal. Both sounds bounce around the warehouse with little effort, among other reasons, he had chosen this place for its acoustics, the better to echo his planned words of triumph as his trap snapped shut and to, hopefully, hear the approach of his dangerously quiet adversary. That is, if said adversary ever deigned to show up.
The Batsignal had cut across the night nearly an hour before, the broadcast threatening Wayneâs life had cut fifteen minutes before that. There wasnât, to his extensive knowledge, another catastrophic event that might have torn the Bat away from his hunt, so where the hell was he? There isnât much point of a baited hook if one casts it into a lifeless sea.
He pinches the bridge of his nose, bunching the burlap of his mask in a futile attempt to soothe some small part of his frustration. Itâs not the most humiliated heâs been in front of a hostage, but itâs starting to climb the leaderboard the longer he stands with his bound captive in a decidedly empty trap.
Augh my virus protection software blocked the page I was writing on for no reason and I lost all my work >:(
WHAT IS YOUR PARANORMAL AESTHETIC?
the sleeper
your mausoleum is decrepit. pale marble and cobwebs. you are still in there, but a slight breeze gets in through the crumbling corner. it shifts the cross atop you. inch by inch. the cross is now sideways. a group of teens break in. they notice the cross. they are young and foolish and they flip it upside down. you are not yet hungry and so you let them leave. besides, you owe them. they freed you. even monsters have morals. the next night, the janitor comes, and you feel no pity as you rip him apart. the night is alive, and the city is filled with victims. Tagged by : @king-crane
sleeper gang sleeper gang-
btw Iâm gonna be slower as I start writing again I think I burnt myself out last time and I wanna keep writing but without feeling that pressure to write every day yanno?
constant safe place.