[spooky-crane]

update

so, I guess this goes without saying, but I’m not using this blog anymore. If you want to find me I’m over @void-ghost and am working on an entirely new rp blog (though it’s slow going.) If you wanna RP on Discord hit me up on void-ghost. When I have my other rp blog fully up I’ll post the link here.

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[spooky-crane]

Bernard was napping in his house in the den , he was waiting for jon to come but had gt ten a bit bored waiting for him and dozed off

Being Scarecrow and being Jonathan was swiftly becoming hard to manage when it came to trying to keep Bernard from finding out, but as Scarecrow approached the manor it became evident that Bernie was about to get a surprise.

The quiet hum of nursery rhymes came from Scarecrow, his costume ripped quite a bit from what it usually was. A few gashes were torn into it and dark red started to stain it, not at all helped by his sudden fidgety form.

As he opened the front door, the smell of copper, chemicals, and hay followed him. His scythe was being half drug behind him, metal scrapping terribly.

"Don't ever laugh as a hearse goes by... for you may be the next to die..." He sang lowly.

[thevolknovmanor]

Bernard heard they singing and instantly new it was Jonathan but also new something was off he got up on all fours and looked toward the door where his boyfriend was standing “ jon? You don’t look so good “

[spooky-crane]

His burlap mask covered his face while his blue frenzied eyes darted around the place and finally locked on Bernie. The stitching around the mouth of his mask was torn and revealed a wide toothy grin.

"Doctor Crane isn't here right now. But if you'd like to leave a message..." His voice was quiet, but higher than usual as if he were overly excited as he approached the wolf showing no signs of hesitation.

[thevolknovmanor]

Bernard didn’t look afraid just more worried for Jonathan, he had much worse that a few slashes from a scythe in his day so he wasn’t exactly afraid for his safety. The wolf chose his words carefully” then who is ?”

[spooky-crane]

He laughed. His motions were jerky and hyper, far from the usual calmness Jonathan tried to have. "Scarecrow. Can't you tell? I thought the costume was a dead giveaway!"

Suddenly he went quiet for a moment, blue eyes glancing over Bernard as he took everything in. "You're not afraid." A pause. "You should be."

[thevolknovmanor]

” fair point ”Bernie replied as he looked the scarecrow over and sat down on his hind legs still more curious and concerned than frightened ” why? ”

[spooky-crane]

"Everyone should be afraid of me." Even someone he liked. Even someone that cared for him. He wanted fear. Everyone's fear.

Quickly he tried to lash out with the scythe, trying to push the giant wolf down to the floor so that he could get on top of him.

[thevolknovmanor]

Bernie despite being big was also very fast and snatched the scythe in right paw before he could hit him ” now that's not very nice ”

[spooky-crane]

The grin fell to a frown and he growled as he tried to yank his scythe back. When that didn’t work he brought his other hand up to unleash a cloud of fear toxin at Bernard.

[thevolknovmanor]

Bernie new what that was, once again he proved his inhuman spread and rolled away before it could his his nose ” can you not? I'm not really in an athletic mood today ”

[spooky-crane]

"Stop doing that!" He cried out as he started to go for a canister of toxin this time. "Why don't you want to feel fear?"

[spooky-crane]

Bernard was napping in his house in the den , he was waiting for jon to come but had gt ten a bit bored waiting for him and dozed off

Being Scarecrow and being Jonathan was swiftly becoming hard to manage when it came to trying to keep Bernard from finding out, but as Scarecrow approached the manor it became evident that Bernie was about to get a surprise.

The quiet hum of nursery rhymes came from Scarecrow, his costume ripped quite a bit from what it usually was. A few gashes were torn into it and dark red started to stain it, not at all helped by his sudden fidgety form.

As he opened the front door, the smell of copper, chemicals, and hay followed him. His scythe was being half drug behind him, metal scrapping terribly.

"Don't ever laugh as a hearse goes by... for you may be the next to die..." He sang lowly.

[thevolknovmanor]

Bernard heard they singing and instantly new it was Jonathan but also new something was off he got up on all fours and looked toward the door where his boyfriend was standing “ jon? You don’t look so good “

[spooky-crane]

His burlap mask covered his face while his blue frenzied eyes darted around the place and finally locked on Bernie. The stitching around the mouth of his mask was torn and revealed a wide toothy grin.

"Doctor Crane isn't here right now. But if you'd like to leave a message..." His voice was quiet, but higher than usual as if he were overly excited as he approached the wolf showing no signs of hesitation.

[thevolknovmanor]

Bernard didn’t look afraid just more worried for Jonathan, he had much worse that a few slashes from a scythe in his day so he wasn’t exactly afraid for his safety. The wolf chose his words carefully” then who is ?”

[spooky-crane]

He laughed. His motions were jerky and hyper, far from the usual calmness Jonathan tried to have. "Scarecrow. Can't you tell? I thought the costume was a dead giveaway!"

Suddenly he went quiet for a moment, blue eyes glancing over Bernard as he took everything in. "You're not afraid." A pause. "You should be."

[thevolknovmanor]

” fair point ”Bernie replied as he looked the scarecrow over and sat down on his hind legs still more curious and concerned than frightened ” why? ”

[spooky-crane]

"Everyone should be afraid of me." Even someone he liked. Even someone that cared for him. He wanted fear. Everyone's fear.

Quickly he tried to lash out with the scythe, trying to push the giant wolf down to the floor so that he could get on top of him.

[thevolknovmanor]

Bernie despite being big was also very fast and snatched the scythe in right paw before he could hit him ” now that's not very nice ”

[spooky-crane]

The grin fell to a frown and he growled as he tried to yank his scythe back. When that didn’t work he brought his other hand up to unleash a cloud of fear toxin at Bernard.

[spooky-crane]

Bernard was napping in his house in the den , he was waiting for jon to come but had gt ten a bit bored waiting for him and dozed off

Being Scarecrow and being Jonathan was swiftly becoming hard to manage when it came to trying to keep Bernard from finding out, but as Scarecrow approached the manor it became evident that Bernie was about to get a surprise.

The quiet hum of nursery rhymes came from Scarecrow, his costume ripped quite a bit from what it usually was. A few gashes were torn into it and dark red started to stain it, not at all helped by his sudden fidgety form.

As he opened the front door, the smell of copper, chemicals, and hay followed him. His scythe was being half drug behind him, metal scrapping terribly.

"Don't ever laugh as a hearse goes by... for you may be the next to die..." He sang lowly.

[thevolknovmanor]

Bernard heard they singing and instantly new it was Jonathan but also new something was off he got up on all fours and looked toward the door where his boyfriend was standing “ jon? You don’t look so good “

[spooky-crane]

His burlap mask covered his face while his blue frenzied eyes darted around the place and finally locked on Bernie. The stitching around the mouth of his mask was torn and revealed a wide toothy grin.

"Doctor Crane isn't here right now. But if you'd like to leave a message..." His voice was quiet, but higher than usual as if he were overly excited as he approached the wolf showing no signs of hesitation.

[thevolknovmanor]

Bernard didn’t look afraid just more worried for Jonathan, he had much worse that a few slashes from a scythe in his day so he wasn’t exactly afraid for his safety. The wolf chose his words carefully” then who is ?”

[spooky-crane]

He laughed. His motions were jerky and hyper, far from the usual calmness Jonathan tried to have. "Scarecrow. Can't you tell? I thought the costume was a dead giveaway!"

Suddenly he went quiet for a moment, blue eyes glancing over Bernard as he took everything in. "You're not afraid." A pause. "You should be."

[thevolknovmanor]

” fair point ”Bernie replied as he looked the scarecrow over and sat down on his hind legs still more curious and concerned than frightened ” why? ”

[spooky-crane]

"Everyone should be afraid of me." Even someone he liked. Even someone that cared for him. He wanted fear. Everyone's fear.

Quickly he tried to lash out with the scythe, trying to push the giant wolf down to the floor so that he could get on top of him.

[spooky-crane]

Bernard was napping in his house in the den , he was waiting for jon to come but had gt ten a bit bored waiting for him and dozed off

Being Scarecrow and being Jonathan was swiftly becoming hard to manage when it came to trying to keep Bernard from finding out, but as Scarecrow approached the manor it became evident that Bernie was about to get a surprise.

The quiet hum of nursery rhymes came from Scarecrow, his costume ripped quite a bit from what it usually was. A few gashes were torn into it and dark red started to stain it, not at all helped by his sudden fidgety form.

As he opened the front door, the smell of copper, chemicals, and hay followed him. His scythe was being half drug behind him, metal scrapping terribly.

"Don't ever laugh as a hearse goes by... for you may be the next to die..." He sang lowly.

[thevolknovmanor]

Bernard heard they singing and instantly new it was Jonathan but also new something was off he got up on all fours and looked toward the door where his boyfriend was standing “ jon? You don’t look so good “

[spooky-crane]

His burlap mask covered his face while his blue frenzied eyes darted around the place and finally locked on Bernie. The stitching around the mouth of his mask was torn and revealed a wide toothy grin.

"Doctor Crane isn't here right now. But if you'd like to leave a message..." His voice was quiet, but higher than usual as if he were overly excited as he approached the wolf showing no signs of hesitation.

[thevolknovmanor]

Bernard didn’t look afraid just more worried for Jonathan, he had much worse that a few slashes from a scythe in his day so he wasn’t exactly afraid for his safety. The wolf chose his words carefully” then who is ?”

[spooky-crane]

He laughed. His motions were jerky and hyper, far from the usual calmness Jonathan tried to have. "Scarecrow. Can't you tell? I thought the costume was a dead giveaway!"

Suddenly he went quiet for a moment, blue eyes glancing over Bernard as he took everything in. "You're not afraid." A pause. "You should be."

[spooky-crane]

Bernard was napping in his house in the den , he was waiting for jon to come but had gt ten a bit bored waiting for him and dozed off

Being Scarecrow and being Jonathan was swiftly becoming hard to manage when it came to trying to keep Bernard from finding out, but as Scarecrow approached the manor it became evident that Bernie was about to get a surprise.

The quiet hum of nursery rhymes came from Scarecrow, his costume ripped quite a bit from what it usually was. A few gashes were torn into it and dark red started to stain it, not at all helped by his sudden fidgety form.

As he opened the front door, the smell of copper, chemicals, and hay followed him. His scythe was being half drug behind him, metal scrapping terribly.

"Don't ever laugh as a hearse goes by... for you may be the next to die..." He sang lowly.

[thevolknovmanor]

Bernard heard they singing and instantly new it was Jonathan but also new something was off he got up on all fours and looked toward the door where his boyfriend was standing “ jon? You don’t look so good “

[spooky-crane]

His burlap mask covered his face while his blue frenzied eyes darted around the place and finally locked on Bernie. The stitching around the mouth of his mask was torn and revealed a wide toothy grin.

"Doctor Crane isn't here right now. But if you'd like to leave a message..." His voice was quiet, but higher than usual as if he were overly excited as he approached the wolf showing no signs of hesitation.

[spooky-crane]

Bernard was napping in his house in the den , he was waiting for jon to come but had gt ten a bit bored waiting for him and dozed off

Being Scarecrow and being Jonathan was swiftly becoming hard to manage when it came to trying to keep Bernard from finding out, but as Scarecrow approached the manor it became evident that Bernie was about to get a surprise.

The quiet hum of nursery rhymes came from Scarecrow, his costume ripped quite a bit from what it usually was. A few gashes were torn into it and dark red started to stain it, not at all helped by his sudden fidgety form.

As he opened the front door, the smell of copper, chemicals, and hay followed him. His scythe was being half drug behind him, metal scrapping terribly.

"Don't ever laugh as a hearse goes by... for you may be the next to die..." He sang lowly.

[lunadianetha]

"Am I dying?" Jonathan questioned as he laid on the ground in a pool of his own blood. Everything was getting colder and he was vaguely aware he couldn't quite feel his extremities now.

A drug deal gone bad left him laying in an alley, the smell of copper and gunpowder filling the city air. He'd been shot three times: twice in his chest, just barely missing his heart, and once in his abdomen. Truthfully he should've long since been dead, but he was unaware of just how bad it was or the fact that him still being alive was impossible. -Spooky-crane (Crow and his inhuman side won't let him die, but he's not aware of that right now.)

Luna had stumbled across Jonathan's bleeding body in the alleyway and began panicking instantly ” I -I don’t know this looks really bad ! What should I do ?!”

[spooky-crane]

Luna's voice sounded both close and distant, a thing that confused him as he tried to look over to her. His hands were putting as much pressure on his wounds as they could, though it was lessening the closer he got to passing out.

"... don't wanna get sent to Arkham again." The stitched up material of his Scarecrow outfit was damp with the dark red liquid. "Should be... underground clinic..." He started coughing, red splattering out onto his lips and the ground.

[thevolknovmanor]

” okay I won't take you back I promise ”luna nodded scooping the human up with ease and carrying him bridal style. She didn't really mind the blood that soaked her fur ” can yiy tell me where?

[spooky-crane]

The man groaned in pain when he was shifted, but otherwise went limb in her arms. If he had the energy he would've been upset at being picked up and carried only because of his reputation. Another part of him loved it, but he wouldn't admit that.

More coughing and gurgling, blood was dripping down from the corners of his lips. "O-outside... the Narrows... under a group of b-buildings..." He mumbled out the street name as best he could.

"T-tired..."

[thevolknovmanor]

Luna began swatted him with one of her hands to keep him awakes “ hey no ! No stay with me ” she began running incredibly fast towards the location

[spooky-crane]

The feeling of a hand hitting him barely even registered in his mind. Darkness swam around the edges of his vision while an incredible wind rushed past him from her speed. He was trying to stay awake, he really was, but he was losing the battle.

His skin was ghostly pale and his eyes had dulled.

[thevolknovmanor]

” fuck fuck fuck Dont you dir on me!!!” Luna said panicking as she was now jumping from rooftop to rooftop trying to push herself to go faster

[spooky-crane]

Exhaustion finally took hold and everything went dark as Luna finally approached the address he had given her. He was alive, but barely, a fact that was a miracle in itself.

[lunadianetha]

Luna held jon in place with one hand and quickly began banging on the door “ hey ! Hey open up quick I need some help !

[spooky-crane]

The woman that opened the door was about to tell whomever was at their door that she needed to quiet, but the words died in her throat at the sight. First the wolf... and then who would undoubtedly be her patient in her arms. Jonathan Crane, the Scarecrow, looked like he was seconds away from bleeding to death.

"Shit. Inside now. Put him on a table." Within seconds she was rushing the wolf inside and then running around to get everything as quickly as possible.

It was a small place, but it was filled with as much medical equipment and beds as they could squeeze in there.

[lunadianetha]

"Am I dying?" Jonathan questioned as he laid on the ground in a pool of his own blood. Everything was getting colder and he was vaguely aware he couldn't quite feel his extremities now.

A drug deal gone bad left him laying in an alley, the smell of copper and gunpowder filling the city air. He'd been shot three times: twice in his chest, just barely missing his heart, and once in his abdomen. Truthfully he should've long since been dead, but he was unaware of just how bad it was or the fact that him still being alive was impossible. -Spooky-crane (Crow and his inhuman side won't let him die, but he's not aware of that right now.)

Luna had stumbled across Jonathan's bleeding body in the alleyway and began panicking instantly ” I -I don’t know this looks really bad ! What should I do ?!”

[spooky-crane]

Luna's voice sounded both close and distant, a thing that confused him as he tried to look over to her. His hands were putting as much pressure on his wounds as they could, though it was lessening the closer he got to passing out.

"... don't wanna get sent to Arkham again." The stitched up material of his Scarecrow outfit was damp with the dark red liquid. "Should be... underground clinic..." He started coughing, red splattering out onto his lips and the ground.

[thevolknovmanor]

” okay I won't take you back I promise ”luna nodded scooping the human up with ease and carrying him bridal style. She didn't really mind the blood that soaked her fur ” can yiy tell me where?

[spooky-crane]

The man groaned in pain when he was shifted, but otherwise went limb in her arms. If he had the energy he would've been upset at being picked up and carried only because of his reputation. Another part of him loved it, but he wouldn't admit that.

More coughing and gurgling, blood was dripping down from the corners of his lips. "O-outside... the Narrows... under a group of b-buildings..." He mumbled out the street name as best he could.

"T-tired..."

[thevolknovmanor]

Luna began swatted him with one of her hands to keep him awakes “ hey no ! No stay with me ” she began running incredibly fast towards the location

[spooky-crane]

The feeling of a hand hitting him barely even registered in his mind. Darkness swam around the edges of his vision while an incredible wind rushed past him from her speed. He was trying to stay awake, he really was, but he was losing the battle.

His skin was ghostly pale and his eyes had dulled.

[thevolknovmanor]

” fuck fuck fuck Dont you dir on me!!!” Luna said panicking as she was now jumping from rooftop to rooftop trying to push herself to go faster

[spooky-crane]

Exhaustion finally took hold and everything went dark as Luna finally approached the address he had given her. He was alive, but barely, a fact that was a miracle in itself.

[lunadianetha]

"Am I dying?" Jonathan questioned as he laid on the ground in a pool of his own blood. Everything was getting colder and he was vaguely aware he couldn't quite feel his extremities now.

A drug deal gone bad left him laying in an alley, the smell of copper and gunpowder filling the city air. He'd been shot three times: twice in his chest, just barely missing his heart, and once in his abdomen. Truthfully he should've long since been dead, but he was unaware of just how bad it was or the fact that him still being alive was impossible. -Spooky-crane (Crow and his inhuman side won't let him die, but he's not aware of that right now.)

Luna had stumbled across Jonathan's bleeding body in the alleyway and began panicking instantly ” I -I don’t know this looks really bad ! What should I do ?!”

[spooky-crane]

Luna's voice sounded both close and distant, a thing that confused him as he tried to look over to her. His hands were putting as much pressure on his wounds as they could, though it was lessening the closer he got to passing out.

"... don't wanna get sent to Arkham again." The stitched up material of his Scarecrow outfit was damp with the dark red liquid. "Should be... underground clinic..." He started coughing, red splattering out onto his lips and the ground.

[thevolknovmanor]

” okay I won't take you back I promise ”luna nodded scooping the human up with ease and carrying him bridal style. She didn't really mind the blood that soaked her fur ” can yiy tell me where?

[spooky-crane]

The man groaned in pain when he was shifted, but otherwise went limb in her arms. If he had the energy he would've been upset at being picked up and carried only because of his reputation. Another part of him loved it, but he wouldn't admit that.

More coughing and gurgling, blood was dripping down from the corners of his lips. "O-outside... the Narrows... under a group of b-buildings..." He mumbled out the street name as best he could.

"T-tired..."

[thevolknovmanor]

Luna began swatted him with one of her hands to keep him awakes “ hey no ! No stay with me ” she began running incredibly fast towards the location

[spooky-crane]

The feeling of a hand hitting him barely even registered in his mind. Darkness swam around the edges of his vision while an incredible wind rushed past him from her speed. He was trying to stay awake, he really was, but he was losing the battle.

His skin was ghostly pale and his eyes had dulled.

[rtherpmeme]

ɴꜱꜰᴡ ᴍᴇᴍᴇ –

 FIRSTS -

“Hey… Can we try something new?” “Is it going to hurt?” “Wait! I…I’ve never done this before.” “Just be still and relax…” “Er, am I doing this right?” “I’m not hurting you, am I?” “I want my first time to be with you.” “Oh my god, I’m so sorry- I didn’t mean to finish so early!” “Ah, I feel so embarrassed…”

 PUBLIC AFFAIRS -

“Wow…you’re easy to rile up.” “Forget the bed…let’s do it right here.” “What if someone sees us?!” “Quiet down or they’ll hear us.” “Try to keep quiet…we wouldn’t want to get caught.” “Are you serious? Here? Now?”  “We should do it somewhere else other than a bed tonight.” “Home is too far away. No one’s going to see us here.” “I’m going to mark you as mine tonight.” “I wish I could control myself better around you, but when I see you, all I want to do is rip your clothes off and fuck you.”

  PICK-UP LINES && SUGGESTIONS. -

“I’m going outside to make out… care to join me?” “What’s your favorite silverware? Because I like to spoon!” “Don’t mind me, just enjoying the view.” “Thank god I’m wearing gloves, because you’re too hot to handle.” “I think I could fall madly in bed with you.” “Can I put you on my to-do list?” “I can’t take my eyes off of you.“ “If these people weren’t here, I would be on my knees with your cock in my mouth.” “Kiss the hell out of me. Please.” “You can stay but your clothes must go.” “I like my reflection a little more with you all over me.” “Does this feel good?” “Take a bath with me?” “Are you sure you want to do it in the shower- we could slip!” “Where do you think you’re going?” “And how are you going to make it up to me?” “My sexual preference is often.”  “i got a new apartment, and i need someone to put clothes on the floor. “ “I just want to bend you over and fuck you hard…”

 HOT && HEAVY -  

“You make such adorable sounds.” “ Want to make me scream? I’ll bet you can. “ “S-Stop staring at me like that!” “So are we going to do this already or what?” “Stop teasing!” “do you know how bad i want you?” “you’re so sexy when you’re hot and bothered.” “Don’t cover your mouth…I like hearing you.” “Aw, you’re so cute when you blush like that.” “We’ve only got three minutes…let’s do this fast.” “get on your knees.” “oh, look who’s not wearing any underwear~”  “what’s my name?” “Why didn’t you just say you liked it rough?” “I love seeing you covered in my marks…” “I love it when you leave your marks on me…” “don’t stop!” “Please. I need you. Now.” “i want you to fuck me.” “Should we use rope or handcuffs?” “beg for it.” “bend over.” “Let me hear you sing for me.” “you are already turned on ~?” “swallow it. all of it.”

  MISC -

“ Come sit on my lap, love “ “ You look so gorgeous right now…” “ I love it when you grab the sheets when you’re about to cum. “ “ Strip for me. Slowly. I want to savor every inch of you. “ “ That pretty little face deserves to get fucked ~” “ Mmm… do you like that? “ “Such a pretty sight, all tied up in ropes.” “I wore these panties just for you.” “You are mine, never forget that.” “Ah, ah. I didn’t say you could touch me.” “You’ll be glad to hear that I’m not wearing underwear today.” “You like how I bend over for you, huh?” “I saw that. You just checked me out.” “You wanna help me out of this?”

[lunadianetha]

"Am I dying?" Jonathan questioned as he laid on the ground in a pool of his own blood. Everything was getting colder and he was vaguely aware he couldn't quite feel his extremities now.

A drug deal gone bad left him laying in an alley, the smell of copper and gunpowder filling the city air. He'd been shot three times: twice in his chest, just barely missing his heart, and once in his abdomen. Truthfully he should've long since been dead, but he was unaware of just how bad it was or the fact that him still being alive was impossible. -Spooky-crane (Crow and his inhuman side won't let him die, but he's not aware of that right now.)

Luna had stumbled across Jonathan's bleeding body in the alleyway and began panicking instantly ” I -I don’t know this looks really bad ! What should I do ?!”

[spooky-crane]

Luna's voice sounded both close and distant, a thing that confused him as he tried to look over to her. His hands were putting as much pressure on his wounds as they could, though it was lessening the closer he got to passing out.

"... don't wanna get sent to Arkham again." The stitched up material of his Scarecrow outfit was damp with the dark red liquid. "Should be... underground clinic..." He started coughing, red splattering out onto his lips and the ground.

[thevolknovmanor]

” okay I won't take you back I promise ”luna nodded scooping the human up with ease and carrying him bridal style. She didn't really mind the blood that soaked her fur ” can yiy tell me where?

[spooky-crane]

The man groaned in pain when he was shifted, but otherwise went limb in her arms. If he had the energy he would've been upset at being picked up and carried only because of his reputation. Another part of him loved it, but he wouldn't admit that.

More coughing and gurgling, blood was dripping down from the corners of his lips. "O-outside... the Narrows... under a group of b-buildings..." He mumbled out the street name as best he could.

"T-tired..."

[lunadianetha]

"Am I dying?" Jonathan questioned as he laid on the ground in a pool of his own blood. Everything was getting colder and he was vaguely aware he couldn't quite feel his extremities now.

A drug deal gone bad left him laying in an alley, the smell of copper and gunpowder filling the city air. He'd been shot three times: twice in his chest, just barely missing his heart, and once in his abdomen. Truthfully he should've long since been dead, but he was unaware of just how bad it was or the fact that him still being alive was impossible. -Spooky-crane (Crow and his inhuman side won't let him die, but he's not aware of that right now.)

Luna had stumbled across Jonathan's bleeding body in the alleyway and began panicking instantly ” I -I don’t know this looks really bad ! What should I do ?!”

[spooky-crane]

Luna's voice sounded both close and distant, a thing that confused him as he tried to look over to her. His hands were putting as much pressure on his wounds as they could, though it was lessening the closer he got to passing out.

"... don't wanna get sent to Arkham again." The stitched up material of his Scarecrow outfit was damp with the dark red liquid. "Should be... underground clinic..." He started coughing, red splattering out onto his lips and the ground.

[spooky-crane]

@a-matter-of-mayhem

When Jonathan became bored he would always find a way to entertain himself, however, unfortunately, it something involved other people. The past two weeks had been... boring to say the least. His work had lulled again and Jervis always seemed to be busy with his. In his boredom he had a terribly devious idea. An idea that he was enacting today.

Jonathan stood in the bathroom and looked over himself as he let his hair down and brushed it. Oh, this would be truly interesting. An experiment. He always did wonder how his Jervis would respond to a different Alice and now he would get to find out. A navy blue corset hugged his lean frame and made him stand up straighter, and flowing out from it was a gorgeous blue that gave his fair skin more life. Black fingerless gloves went almost to his elbows and were tied neatly with a bow. He'd opted for no sort of hat for now, though he toyed with the idea for a bit.

With one last one over he exited the bathroom and searched for Jervis again. "My Hatter?" He called out with a voice slightly higher due to excitement. "I need your opinion on something."

[spooky-crane]

Jonathan gave a soft hum, almost distant for a moment while he thought of frightened faces and screaming people. So beautiful. But then he shook his head and focused on Jervis again. "I think I'll have to let you calm down before I have you put on panties for me."

[spooky-crane]

@a-matter-of-mayhem

When Jonathan became bored he would always find a way to entertain himself, however, unfortunately, it something involved other people. The past two weeks had been... boring to say the least. His work had lulled again and Jervis always seemed to be busy with his. In his boredom he had a terribly devious idea. An idea that he was enacting today.

Jonathan stood in the bathroom and looked over himself as he let his hair down and brushed it. Oh, this would be truly interesting. An experiment. He always did wonder how his Jervis would respond to a different Alice and now he would get to find out. A navy blue corset hugged his lean frame and made him stand up straighter, and flowing out from it was a gorgeous blue that gave his fair skin more life. Black fingerless gloves went almost to his elbows and were tied neatly with a bow. He'd opted for no sort of hat for now, though he toyed with the idea for a bit.

With one last one over he exited the bathroom and searched for Jervis again. "My Hatter?" He called out with a voice slightly higher due to excitement. "I need your opinion on something."

[spooky-crane]

[tw: suggestive]

"But you like me anyways." That gave him an idea. A terrible terrible idea that would be extremely interesting if it was true. "Maybe you like my dark thoughts. When I threaten and hurt people. Maybe you like to see me be scary. Does it get you going?"

[a-matter-of-mayhem-deactivated2]

Several emotions crossed the hatters face as jon spoke. But it settled with some form of horror, though his face was bright red anyway. "N-no! Jon thats awful! I...I would never...!" He gasped

[spooky-crane]

"No? Even if I said I'd happily cut down anyone that hurt you with my scythe? Or maybe I'd make them apart of my experiment. Find out what their greatest fears were and then have them experience it over and over again for daring to hurt someone I care about. And oh the things I'd love to do to those Arkham guards." There was a dark look in his eyes and a dangerous grin.

[a-matter-of-mayhem-deactivated2]

Hatter squeezed his fat thighs together beneath jon and sank large front teeth into his lip too as he looked away "jon thats awful..." he said softly "w-why would you think I'd like that?" He did. A lot. And that alone made him feel...uneasy.

[spooky-crane]

"I am a genuinely awful person to most people." He leaned in close to whisper to the man. "Because you're flushed, bitting your lips, and," he pressed his weight down against the man. "You're pushing your thighs together. That all usually means you're getting worked up."

He chuckled as he leaned back. "Mh, maybe I'll let you watch me have my fun someday."

[a-matter-of-mayhem-deactivated2]

Jervia let out a breath he didnt realise hed been holding. Gasping almost. He was so sensative from their previous activities that this right now felt cruel. Being aroused ached so awfully. He didnt have an honest response. So just clamped his mouth shut.

[spooky-crane]

[tw: suggestive]

"Fear is so beautiful. It would be nice to get to share it for once. Well, besides Crow enjoying it." A hand came up to cup Jervis' face. "Someday. But not today I suspect."

[spooky-crane]

@a-matter-of-mayhem

When Jonathan became bored he would always find a way to entertain himself, however, unfortunately, it something involved other people. The past two weeks had been... boring to say the least. His work had lulled again and Jervis always seemed to be busy with his. In his boredom he had a terribly devious idea. An idea that he was enacting today.

Jonathan stood in the bathroom and looked over himself as he let his hair down and brushed it. Oh, this would be truly interesting. An experiment. He always did wonder how his Jervis would respond to a different Alice and now he would get to find out. A navy blue corset hugged his lean frame and made him stand up straighter, and flowing out from it was a gorgeous blue that gave his fair skin more life. Black fingerless gloves went almost to his elbows and were tied neatly with a bow. He'd opted for no sort of hat for now, though he toyed with the idea for a bit.

With one last one over he exited the bathroom and searched for Jervis again. "My Hatter?" He called out with a voice slightly higher due to excitement. "I need your opinion on something."

[spooky-crane]

[tw: suggestive]

"But you like me anyways." That gave him an idea. A terrible terrible idea that would be extremely interesting if it was true. "Maybe you like my dark thoughts. When I threaten and hurt people. Maybe you like to see me be scary. Does it get you going?"

[a-matter-of-mayhem-deactivated2]

Several emotions crossed the hatters face as jon spoke. But it settled with some form of horror, though his face was bright red anyway. "N-no! Jon thats awful! I...I would never...!" He gasped

[spooky-crane]

"No? Even if I said I'd happily cut down anyone that hurt you with my scythe? Or maybe I'd make them apart of my experiment. Find out what their greatest fears were and then have them experience it over and over again for daring to hurt someone I care about. And oh the things I'd love to do to those Arkham guards." There was a dark look in his eyes and a dangerous grin.

[a-matter-of-mayhem-deactivated2]

Hatter squeezed his fat thighs together beneath jon and sank large front teeth into his lip too as he looked away "jon thats awful..." he said softly "w-why would you think I'd like that?" He did. A lot. And that alone made him feel...uneasy.

[spooky-crane]

"I am a genuinely awful person to most people." He leaned in close to whisper to the man. "Because you're flushed, bitting your lips, and," he pressed his weight down against the man. "You're pushing your thighs together. That all usually means you're getting worked up."

He chuckled as he leaned back. "Mh, maybe I'll let you watch me have my fun someday."

[spooky-crane]

@a-matter-of-mayhem

When Jonathan became bored he would always find a way to entertain himself, however, unfortunately, it something involved other people. The past two weeks had been... boring to say the least. His work had lulled again and Jervis always seemed to be busy with his. In his boredom he had a terribly devious idea. An idea that he was enacting today.

Jonathan stood in the bathroom and looked over himself as he let his hair down and brushed it. Oh, this would be truly interesting. An experiment. He always did wonder how his Jervis would respond to a different Alice and now he would get to find out. A navy blue corset hugged his lean frame and made him stand up straighter, and flowing out from it was a gorgeous blue that gave his fair skin more life. Black fingerless gloves went almost to his elbows and were tied neatly with a bow. He'd opted for no sort of hat for now, though he toyed with the idea for a bit.

With one last one over he exited the bathroom and searched for Jervis again. "My Hatter?" He called out with a voice slightly higher due to excitement. "I need your opinion on something."

[spooky-crane]

[tw: suggestive]

"But you like me anyways." That gave him an idea. A terrible terrible idea that would be extremely interesting if it was true. "Maybe you like my dark thoughts. When I threaten and hurt people. Maybe you like to see me be scary. Does it get you going?"

[a-matter-of-mayhem-deactivated2]

Several emotions crossed the hatters face as jon spoke. But it settled with some form of horror, though his face was bright red anyway. "N-no! Jon thats awful! I...I would never...!" He gasped

[spooky-crane]

"No? Even if I said I'd happily cut down anyone that hurt you with my scythe? Or maybe I'd make them apart of my experiment. Find out what their greatest fears were and then have them experience it over and over again for daring to hurt someone I care about. And oh the things I'd love to do to those Arkham guards." There was a dark look in his eyes and a dangerous grin.