NOT A FUCKING MAID

Genderbent Jonny frost. This is my own interpretation of Jonny. Mun is 21+ and this is a NSFW blog. Triggers will be tagged accordingly when they can. Make sure to check out the rules and feel free to drop in and send an ask.

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So I’ve made a new blog, if anyone was interested?

Not a Servant, Not a Maid

Replacement Blog for Frost-Whatcha-Need. DC Jonny Frost, male and female. This is a semi-selective,...

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Did anyone miss me?

Maybe it’s time to come back...

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So I reached this milestone a week ago, but I’ve just been so busy with everything, that I wasn’t able to put anything up. But I just want to thank you all so much for putting up with my trash, and I wanted to do a shout out to some of my favourite blogs, and people you should check out!

@sugardaddypenguin For putting up with every plot idea I have come up with and crashed into any of their several (all amazing) blog IMs. You’re my most favourite penguin slut, and I’m so happy to have met you...

@onlytrueruler Babe, you have my heart. I adore you, I adore Vandal, and all your other muses. I couldn’t believe I found someone as fucked up as I was! I’ve enjoyed all of our threads, and can’t wait for you to feel better so we can keep going with all of them! 

@akillerconundrum You are by far my most treasured Ed. I love him and his quirks, he’s nice to Jonny but yet such an asshole, and Jonny is smitten with him. 

@bcngbang Every answer to a meme I’ve sent you has made me laugh and gotten me even more excited to play with you. I love all of our threads, and I just can’t wait to write even more with you!

I don’t want to take up everyone’s dashes with more thankyous, but here’s a list of people you should be following if you’re not already!

@partnerasshat @qx3ry @partnerasshat @goldenviines @angrygoateecheesecake @arkhxmmaniax @manicalmcssiah @genocidejestcr @gcpdboyscout @badbloodmagic @herkingofgotham @mylipsarevenom @murderdcddy @plaguedlaughs @sanitylikegravity @thevampirelestat @thesharpestsmile @veridianking @britishdarkhairwelldressed 

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Mr. Jonny Frost

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Male Jonny Frost.

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Arkham

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“Ya’ll need to fire whoever gave you that name, although, Harley’s voice can seem a little grating, especially when she whines..” Jonny mused, walking along as she laughed a little. “Maybe I’m a bit of both, who knows.”

As they were pushed into the cell, she looked around, taking the bed that appeared to be unused, sighing softly as she laid back in it. Hard and lumpy, it already made Jonny’s back sore. “So what’s suppressing your powers, do you know? Is it man made, or is it magic? We’re shit outta luck if it’s magic.”

Though Pamela had bristled at the slight at the name, Jonny had enough of a fair point that she didn’t bring it up. Merely settled in on her bed, looking a lot more comfortable than her new cellmate.

“Wish I knew. There is an electronic component; that’s all I can tell you. Might all be that, might be magic, or chemical… but I don’t smell anything but the slight tinge of ozone when it’s activated.”

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“Right, well it’s a start... I might be able to get more information from the guards. I have a few on our bankroll, they might be able to get the schematics. We’ll have to wait for one to come past, but once I know they’re our guy, it shouldn’t be too hard.” She said with a small nod. 

“How’d you end up getting in here anyway? I thought you were pretty good at getting out of trouble.”

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Oi! Who the fuck used my NutriBullet to blend up someones hand? You sick bastards.

Where will I get my smoothie now?

“Sorry ‘bout that, Frosty. I’ll pick you up a new one on my way ta Booster Juice.”

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Jonny’s eye twitched as she turned to look at Harley, her face clearly suppressing her anger as she let out a low growl. “I have very little in this life, I’m fine with that... But when bimbos use MY blenders for their own amusement, and don’t even bother to replace it before I have to use it next. Well then I’m not fine with that..”

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Jonny’s arms came around the woman as she greeted her, kissing the side of her cheek as she pulled back. Appearances were everything, and right now, she had to maintain her professionalism, as far as Dr Moon knew, Jonny knew nothing about her magical counterpart. 

“Doctor Moon. I’m surprised to see you here.. I had thought you said our phone conversation was enough to assure you I didn't know where Col. Flagg was.” A lie, naturally, after the incident at Midway city, Joker had been more than displeased with Flagg, taking him hostage, though she didn’t know where.

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Arkham

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“You gotta lot of trust issues don’t you?” She asked as she dusted herself off, seeing that everyone was being called back inside as she started to walk. “Harley’s not in, she was spending the day with Kyle.” She pointed out, raising her hands as the guards checked her for any weapons, her eyes rolling as he stayed a little too long on her thighs as she jerked, leaving him jumping in surprise.

That little movement did get a rise out of Pamela; she snorted in amusement. The guards already knew enough to leave Pamela’s thighs alone; they usually wound up in traction if they tried anything.

“That’s good to know; fellow Sirens have each other’s backs.” As they were herded along, she said, “And yes. You’ve worked for the Joker; if you don’t know why I would have ‘trust issues’ surrounding him, you’re either an idiot, or as mad as he is.”

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“Ya’ll need to fire whoever gave you that name, although, Harley’s voice can seem a little grating, especially when she whines..” Jonny mused, walking along as she laughed a little. “Maybe I’m a bit of both, who knows.” 

As they were pushed into the cell, she looked around, taking the bed that appeared to be unused, sighing softly as she laid back in it. Hard and lumpy, it already made Jonny’s back sore. “So what’s suppressing your powers, do you know? Is it man made, or is it magic? We’re shit outta luck if it’s magic.”

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Send 💓 for a heated kiss.

The idea of churches seemed strange to Jonny. Perhaps it was because she had never been, or perhaps the idea of confessing ones sins in a booth, to a man no more mortal than she was… She had a lot of sins to confess to, she wondered what would happen if she told the priest just how bad she had been.

The bride was due in half an hour. Few people had come yet, mostly Jeannie’s side. Jonny was Jack’s friends and family. She looked over the balcony of the higher floor of the church, a room made up for Jack before he was due downstairs. 

Jonny turned as Jack came out, dressed smartly in a suit, having only been naked with her ten minutes ago, she came over with a smirk, pulling him down as she kissed him hard. Emotion was strange between them, unsure of the next steps in their lives, but Jonny knew she was Jack’s girl, and she made that clear in the heavy kiss, tugging on his hair roughly as she pushed him against the wall, their bodies pressed together tightly.

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So a guy walks into a bakery. He orders some bread, and the baker asks if he’d like paper or plastic. The man replies “baguette however you’d like.”

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I probably laughed a little bit more than I’d care to admit..

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Arkham

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“Yes. Because I was beaten up by the batbrats just to be put in here, which, mind you, I don’t actually qualify, I’m being used as bait..” She pointed out. “I’m supposed to be put in Blackgate, not the Asylum. They’re using me to try and fish Joker out, but no, I’m here to spy on you.” She rolled her eyes. “And it’s Frost. Jonny Frost.”

“If I’m not being paid while I’m in here, and I’m not. I don’t have to tell Joker anything. Besides. Your biggest leak is Harley. That girl can have a mouth on her if she thinks Joker doesn’t like her all too much.” She smirked softly. “And he’s more than white. He’s freaking translucent..”

“Frost, Storm, Blizzard. And you know what they say about sarcasm being the lowest form of wit…” She omitted the rest of the quote. 

“Very well, Jonny. You think you can get this collar off? Be my guest. I will help you break out of here, and Harley if she’s on the inside again. Girl power, or whatever. The Joker can make his own way, or you can spring him later; I don’t care. But I have a less-than-zero desire of helping him directly. Do I make myself crystal clear?”

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“You gotta lot of trust issues don’t you?” She asked as she dusted herself off, seeing that everyone was being called back inside as she started to walk. “Harley’s not in, she was spending the day with Kyle.” She pointed out, raising her hands as the guards checked her for any weapons, her eyes rolling as he stayed a little too long on her thighs as she jerked, leaving him jumping in surprise. 

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Arkham

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Pamela had been about to snap back until the last detail was pointed out. She was distracted for long enough to double-check the cell numbers and verify that the stranger had a point. Curling her lip, she thought for a moment… but it wasn’t a very long moment.

“So we’re stuck with each other if I don’t help you bust out of here, is that it? Perfect. Even if I refuse to help Joker this time, you’ll wind up collecting enough dirt on me while we’re bunked together that he’ll wrap me around his finger, anyway.” The sneer turned into a half-smile. “You and I may never have met before, MIzz Storm, but I know how White Boy works. And this? This sounds like exactly his style.”

“Yes. Because I was beaten up by the batbrats just to be put in here, which, mind you, I don’t actually qualify, I’m being used as bait..” She pointed out. “I’m supposed to be put in Blackgate, not the Asylum. They’re using me to try and fish Joker out, but no, I’m here to spy on you.” She rolled her eyes. “And it’s Frost. Jonny Frost.”

“If I’m not being paid while I’m in here, and I’m not. I don’t have to tell Joker anything. Besides. Your biggest leak is Harley. That girl can have a mouth on her if she thinks Joker doesn’t like her all too much.” She smirked softly. “And he’s more than white. He’s freaking translucent..” 

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Jonny hated being incarcerated. It made her feel useless, unable to do her job while she sat in a small cell while Joker ran around without supervision. She could only wait for Joker to realize she was gone, before he came and broke her out. It was rare for her to get caught, usually very good at slipping away, perfected from a young age. Jack was always the one who spent the night in jail, it really wasn’t to her liking. 

With multiple drugs, murder, suspicion of terrorism, associating and liberating dangerous criminals, Jonny didn’t expect anything such as parole or even common courtesy. So it surprised her one early morning, to be woken up in her cell by one of the guards punching her in the face. With a roar of protest, she wrestled with several of the guards as they wrangled her down to the infirmary. She was surprised to see several Arkham guard uniforms and a doctor, holding what looked like a very uncomfortable syringe. 

Her last thought had been about Joker as the fluid from the clear syringe emptied from the cylinder and put her to sleep, making it easier for her to be put in the ambulance, ready for transfer to Arkham Asylum. They were taking no chances with this transfer, though none were scared about the now sedated young woman in the back sleeping, they were exposed on the road, and didn’t want to chance running into Joker today, picking early morning as the time Joker activity was usually down. 

The next thing Jonny knew was the white ceiling of an office. Her body jerked as her consciousness came through, trying to fight off the guards that had taken her out hours ago, only to be confused by the lack of men with guns, and her body restrained to a chair with handcuffs around her ankles and hands. 

Her eyes scanned the room, clinical, boring, a doctor’s office, the only thing missing was the Doctor. She growled a little as she fought with the cuffs, carefully working her wrists to try and dislocate her way out of there. Arkham was easy. She had broken Joker out of here more times than they’d probably care to admit. If she could get free, she could get herself out of here.

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‘are you decent?’  not morally, but im wearing pants, if thats what youre asking

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Arkham

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Jonny raised an eyebrow, sitting back as she looked over Ivy. “My name is Jonny Frost… I’m behind the scenes most of the time, and usually if I do get arrested, I get sent to blackgate.. But I guess they wanted to pump me of answers.” She mused quietly before looking back to Ivy. “I work for Joker, and I suppose to an extent, Quinn. I’ve been with him for nearly a decade.”

That stopped the viney vixen cold. She had been quietly taking in the name and details with a nod, but she froze entirely at the mention of one name: Joker.

“No, thank you. That clown is the LAST one I want to owe a favour.” Pushing to her feet, she stared down at the blonde with narrowed eyes. “Tell him that if he wants to be rejected in person, he shouldn’t send his goons after me. That’s even less appealing.”

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Jonny blinked at the sudden rejection, frowning slightly as she looked up to the other woman. “Woah. Hold up there.” She said with a small frown, standing on her own two feet, she looked up to the other woman, still taller than her five foot three frame. 

“First of all. I am not a goon. That’s an offensive title. I run everything when he’s not around, and I can tell him to fuck off without being shot at.” She crossed her arms. “Why would you owe him a favour if I helped you? That’s poor business. If I get that collar off, you’ll just help us get out. I’ve broken Harley and J out of Arkham more times than I can count.”

A mocking, childish pout crossed her face as she sniffed. “And I’m appealing, in any case.,, I don’t think you get to reject me too much.” She told her, noticing the badge on Ivy’s clothes. “Cell mate.” Jonny pointed to the badge, identifying her cell number, identical to the one pinned to Ivy’s.