MAD DOG. ( ᵃᵘᵗᵒᵖˡᵃʸ )

MADNESS IS THE EMERGENCY EXIT. mixed verse & highly triggering. written by vera.

[buckynatashas-archive-deactivat]

[homicidalgrin]

when the bae say she gonna remake harley 👀 👀 👀

[palpattine]

Seriously, the hell is wrong with you people?

[justiceleague]

[homicidalgrin]

                                                                @capedsteel   | liked for a starter. 

                  ALMOST IMMEDIATELY, HIS lips curl in distaste. this one, oooh, this one here is --- without a doubt! ---- a certified BOY SCOUT. the pressed shirt, crisp tie ;  glasses. he was probably the one who came in early and left late ; the one that REFILLED the coffee machine and said yes ma’am, no ma’am without hesitation. raised right, with manners hammered into his bones and a heart of gold beneath HUMBLE ribs. it made him sick.

       ❛   so, what’cha thinking for TONIGHT’S HEADLINE : a dashing rescue operation ;  or, an unspeakable tragedy?  HELP ME out here, mr. reporter,  it’s a big decision, ya know !    ❜

[homicidalgrin]

ew

      ( coyote voice ) e-ew.

[homicidalgrin]

now why? WHY? why would you do that? NEWSFLASH: i’m the one who’s trying to KILL you. those were two very, very BAD MEN. oooh, the things they’ve done. you really don’t want to know. they DESERVED death              just like me.

[homicidalgrin]

                                                          @talentforlying​  | liked for a starter...

             FACE HALF SCRUBBED, messy, fading paint and makeup reveals the skin beneath ; DAPPLED with imperfections. yet he remains nonplussed, mouth in a near-perpetual grin that widens with each step until the man [ CONSTANTINE, HE REMEMBERS ] is on the other side of the table. his wrists, in cuffs ; all weapons and personal affects LOCKED away in some regulation drawer reading JOKER, THE.

                                                                    ❛     oh-oh, ooooh. back for MORE, eh? 

          well, ah ; you’ll have t’let me check my schedule, see if i’ve got any OPENINGS between wallowing in madness & catching the EVENING news.   ❜

[homicidalgrin]

                                                           @rexumbrae​  | liked for a starter. 

              THERE’S AN AUDIBLE CLICK,  tongue popping on the roof of his mouth as his grin widens, eyes WIDE and faintly crinkled at the corners. strange & unusual things were not something he was new to ; being one himself. but this display ---- ever CURLING SMOKE, shadows that bend against the light ---- was DEFINITELY something else. and oh, he was as giddy as a boy opening their CHRISTMAS present early!

          ❛                       ol’ st. nick is really pullin’ a fast on me, isn’t he? not a BAT, like i wanted, no ; buuuut something else, something FUN ??? come on now, don’t be shy.    ❜

[homicidalgrin]

@youmaythinkyouknowme

is this a new boyfriend???; tune in next week for ' why does vera write all of my boyfriends ';

i write everybody’s boyfriend tbh.

[homicidalgrin]

now why? WHY? why would you do that? NEWSFLASH: i'm the one who's trying to KILL you. those were two very, very BAD MEN. oooh, the things they’ve done. you really don’t want to know. they DESERVED death              just like me.

[homicidalgrin]

                                                           @blackcaped    |    continued.   

           IT WOULD ALWAYS LINGER in the air ; the ultimate test, door the big bad bat refuses to open. not because he can’t [ oh, no, it had long since been UNLOCKED ], but simply because he won’t. not YET, at the very least. it never fails to amuse, however, just how many others would have died at those hands, if they even ATTEMPTED half the hijinks he successfully pulled off. & still here he remains, fading rogue smeared across an all-knowing, MANIC GRIN ; flesh beaten and bruised, a perpetual ache down to his very bones. his body may be tired, bloody and MARRED with the tell-tale signs of scrapes and swelling, his SOUL [ the twisted, depraved thing it is ] is happy. ecstatic, even. OVERJOYED. a night out on the town with the bat at his heels was almost always a recipe for more than a few laughs ; and another CHINK of his resolve cracked away. another reason, among however many BATMAN has cooked up not to kill him, forgotten & drowned in all of JOKER’S chaos. one day, and this a vow he will carve into his skin & the skin of all his puppets, there will be NO MORE reasons. that day will surely hold his greatest performance yet, and HE is thrilled at the possibilities 

       but he is patient ; he can wait. for now. for THIS, anyway. the fall of batman is, and will be, his greatest & most PRECIOUS pet-project. everything else is just a game on the side, a little distraction for a chuckle or TWO, while he continues to play the BIGGER game.

            ❛   you know better than that, batman. i ALREADY HAVE ; and i always will. don’t ya just loooove a little CONSISTENCY? something dependable, someone to ---- COUNT ON.   ❜

[homicidalgrin]

                              whistles.

starter call.

[homicidalgrin]

[gunslinger]

Why ? Why ? Because this is how it is, isn’t it ?

relationship status: i am mean

[homicidalgrin]

SYLAR.

( ╳┊  JOKER. )

      ❛ all monsters are HUMAN… ❜

           & there’s that raspy, high-pitched chuckle that escapes; a near titter upon scarred lips so upturned by, what appears to be, never ending joy.

                                   ❛     monster is all RELATIVE, you know !  ❜