MOVED!

MOVED!

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make no mistake, the problem isn't directly related to me. the reason i wrote that in the tags is because every time i spoke out my mind about something that bothered me, other person vagued and took to another level like if they were peaches 100% of the time. i'm not innocent, but you don't know what goes on in my life since i don't post anything about it here. like, at all. anything personal is vague, and i don't even tell my friends the meaning behind it- ask them. you don't know what kind of history i have with some users. but anyways, my point is, even if it may seem so, i don't really want to make this about me, because it's not. as i said before, i'm moving because people are horrible. i'm not pointing fingers because i'm admittedly generalizing. i'm fine.

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so, i too, have decided to archive this blog. i’ll move to a new url which i won’t publicly share. i’ll only follow certain people, a very limited number of people i’ll selectively choose. finding me won’t be too hard since i’m the only active waylon jones this site has, lbr. i won’t post any promos until i feel comfortable enough to do so. i don’t really feel the need to explain myself since you don’t need to read that, after one day in tumblr you can perfectly guess the reason. (if you can’t: it’s because people in general are disgusting). So yeah :) 

also, please forgive me if i don’t follow you. if you’ve ever talked to me then you must know i have memory problems. not to mention everyone is changing their urls because of halloween.

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what psd did you use on your theme background?? ive seen it but i just cant find it cause not many people do resource tags and stuff. if you don't mind me asking of course.

not at all! i don’t remember who made it, but take a good look at the psd icon tag, that’s where i got it from  :) 

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*slides 20$ Ben Affleck’s way* Please put killer croc in your batman movie

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MAYBE  I  SHOULD  LET  MYSELF  GO,  ‘CAUSE  THIS  IS  SO  PREDICTABLE.  //  written by paola.

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croc is feeling Major Urges to kick hush and co. give me that.

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@comegente PAOLA. PAOLA HOLY SHIT. HOLY SHIIIIIIIIIIT

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👀👌🏻

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——  I TRANSGRESS,  I DEVOUR.      life once blossomed in these bones,  purity in this flesh.  consumed by   stygian flame,  pitch flume,   by the maw of burning war.    ireful ichor,  fury in this heart of mine,  acrimony paves the path ‘pon which i travail.   suffering, suffering,    i am one,  i am many,  i am only.   i,  risen from the ashes.   i,  void of contrition.   i,  born again.   god forgive the soul that unleashes the beast within.

       NATASHA ROMANOVA / THE BLACK WIDOW.  marvel earth-616. independent. private.

[jumex]

you ever meet someone and just know…..u just know…they a lizard

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@comegente

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    he looked like a monster, so they treated him like a monster, and then he became a monster.   //   since jan 29. 

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monstroussuggestion:

make them regret how they treated you

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This😂

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tingriin.

“HA!”  Another one!  What FUN!  Oh, that Haaaarley!  That girl COULD inspire such sympathy from the masses, enough for HITS to get put on his head!

IDIOTS, all of them; she didn’t NEED or WANT their ‘help.’  All their GOOD INTENTIONS would earn them was a BAT to the skull.

“WELL?”  he said, finding himself overtaken by uncontrollable spasms of laughter, each one sounding more and more like pained, wheezing coughs.  “How ‘bout it, BIG BOY?  Gonna DO IT?  I’ve been thinkin’ ‘bout goin’ GOLD anyway!”

    “  for  ya,  i’d  do  it  without  chargin’.  ”   there’s nothing  more  contagious than  laughter,  they  ol’  saying goes.  but  that’s not  the  only  reason  jones  accompanies  him  in  his  amusement ;   killer  croc,  feared  and  respected crime  boss,  laying  a  hand  on  his  business  partner,  drinking  colleague,  only  light  in  darkness  and  (  pause  for  effect  )  KING  OF  GOTHAM  because  of  harley  quinn  and  for  LESS  than  three  millions -----   the  sole  idea  could  take  a  giggle out  of  the  bat  himself,  ain’t  it ?   well,  it  certainly  can  make  the  short-tempered  crocodile  laugh.

    “  i’m  wonderin’ why  didn’t  they  ask  earlier.  ”   was  confessed  between croaking  chuckles.   “  remember th’  bomb ?   one'a  many.  no  one  batted  an  eye.  ”

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tag drop for verses & a brief description because i’ve noticed my timeline is a Mess.

*.       VERSE: you can call me boss  ╾  main.      doesn’t necessarily take place during suicide squad (re: bomb in the neck thingy & zombie-like apocalypse), but i’ve decided to stay with the position & influence waylon has on gotham, alongside his new self-image. it’s also mixed with joker’s croc & other comics i’ve selectively chosen, plus my own headcanons, of course.

*.       ARC: only words can hurt me   ╾   002.      younger & wilder & easier to rile: the kind of man who would break your back if his appearance is mocked. waylon’s first years of trying to take over the city & also his first years of making his identity public. crime boss, but practically a freshman at everything else.

*.       VERSE: beneath this beats a man’s heart  ╾  003.      hush universe… i don’t know where to begin, so, for now, just know he’s mutated to a complete beast thanks to an asshole named tommy elliot. instincts over reason. 

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crcsader.

A pink piece of clothing with flowers decorating it was handed to the other. Jim Gordon had given it to Batman after it being found && deemed the only thing as a lead to a lost girl. Now it was with Croc. 

‘ What can you make of this ? ‘

    the  scent  is  inhaled  deeply.  whatever  odorant  had  been  used  for  the  cloth,  it  tickled  the  insides  of  waylon’s  nose  and  then  caused  a  thunderous  sneeze.   “  too  much  detergent.  ”   nostrils  still  itching,  he  tried  once  more,  unfolding  the  garment  at  a  safer  distance  this  time:  sssniiiiifffff.  

    sniff.  sniff, sniff.  

    “  close.  ”   escapes  vaguely;  focus  on  the  lonely  lane  by  his  right.  no  tug,  no  animal,  no  homeless  man  seeking  food  in  the  trashcans----   it  was  completely  deserted.  makes  one  wonder  what’s  going  on  at  its  end.   “  that way.  ”