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[SMS -> Izzy] Do you think that we matter? Like in the long run of the universe?
[SMS -> Izzy] Or are we just insignificant and assess value by the people around us?
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Send 📱 for a late night text from my muse.
[SMS -> Izzy] Do you think that we matter? Like in the long run of the universe?
[SMS -> Izzy] Or are we just insignificant and assess value by the people around us?
@braveisabel
“I am going to be leaving for two months, and you can’t come with me. I leave Tuesday. That gives us about two days and tonight. It’s for work, and I have to go. There is no getting out of this, there is no rescheduling.”
The Airport Bar (It’s Not Far) | Jay and Isabel
Isabel -Call me
He looked at the card, thinking back to Roy’s comment. He didn’t ask for the attention that the redhead so desperately wanted, nor did he really even welcome it. But from time to time, it was nice. Made him feel human, a part of the world that for so long had treated him like dirt. He stepped off the plane, punching in her number as he waited for his bag. Roy, having packed nothing, was already on the way to the hotel to meet up with Kori, no doubt with sex and sleep in mind. He paused, his thumb over the send button, when he saw her across the airport, stewardess bag in hand. He sent the text.
Terminal Eight bar, back booth. Got a nasty case of jetlag, so I’ll be there until late. -Jay
He grabbed his bag, tucking his phone into his suit pocket. Roy and Kori could wait.
@braveisabel
Oh what a B E A U T I F U L day it was to be alive, what a wonderful day it was to be F R E E from anything that bound. Today he was oh so lucky to find a dame, a beautiful blonde haired dame, one with just the tiniest, cutest little bump in her midsection. Of course, he knew her name I S A B E L, and well she belonged to a certain birdie that Joker couldn’t help but love to torment and tease. Any chance to see that runt of a man again, and have the upper hand, well Joker was just going to enjoy himself all too much.
He found her walking on the street of all places! What an oddity! You would think that Jason Todd the infamous Red Hood (Such a COPY CAT) would know better than to let his girl walk in his section of town! But Alas, the boy blunder held no idea, and well Joker just wanted to show the woman such a good time. He had one of his men capture her, blindfolding and locking her hands in a pair of cuffs, any other situation and this would’ve been quite the kinky story.
Joker was always one for nostalgia and flare, he was able to go to the countryside, and find a nice metal shack, that resembled a certain one where the former Robin found his early grave. This time, it was his girlfriend who was in peril! He wondered if he would do any better than what the BATS could do. Of course, Joker wouldn’t let anyone win but himself, which brought him to the moment he was in.
Angling the camera to capture everything set in front, a table, with the woman tied to a chair, blindfolded and gagged, and well the Joker with a full arsenal laid out. As he tapped record he took a step back, a laugh leaving his lips,
AHAH! AHA! HAHA! HAHA!
“Well Mr. Hood I do believe that you made quite an error in your understanding of Gotham. Do you know who I found walking down the street today? A beautiful woman! One that has the perfect wittle bump right along her stomach, I guess that’s your kid huh? I don’t think he’d be as good of a looker as I would!”
Slicking his hair back he flipped the knife he was so fond of, waving it back and forth in the camera lens. Before walking over to the woman, behind her, and removing the gag, he held the blade against her neck, just against the creamy flesh, if she thrashed, she’d cut her jugular and bleed to death before any fun could even happen.
“Oh dear Isabel, tell your lover, H E L L O “
+ @braveisabel
“Well as I live and breathe--you’re just about the last person I’d expect to see around here.” How long has it been? A couple of months at least, he’s not good with keeping track of time, it always seems to be slipping away from him, but he’s just glad enough to see her to not be too concerned why she happens to be in Gotham of all places ( it’s not the kind of place anyone who has a choice should be, trust him, he would know ).
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Okay first of all, mun is a total sweetheart & also someone that I feel very comfortable writing with. I really love the way you write Isabel, honestly. You bring so much depth and dimension to her character. She’s just so layered & detailed & wonderful. I couldn’tsay enough good things because if I tried, we’d be here all day.
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;; I challenge all of you to send me URLs! Send me URLs of your Tumblr crushes, your best friends, strangers you like to see on your dash. Send me any URL you want, and I’ll talk about the things I like about them and their blog. You can do this on or off anon, it makes no difference, just send me URLs you want me to praise. just put ‘positivity’ in the beginning of the ask and I’ll know what to do. [Positivity meme]
You are a very sweet mun and a person who is always there when I am down. I love writing with Isabel a whole lot, and it just feels so natural with our muses. I know you’re here for the threads and stuff and it’s nice to see that. I hope I can get to our thread soon so we can keep the ball rolling, and I’m looking forward to some amazing stuff. Your Isabel is very accurate and written quite well. You’re super rad!
“What are you doing in my room?”
jason todd invades your bedroom--but why?
This is a legendary bad idea, and he went over all the reasons why on his way here. Of course, none of them managed to stop him. He’s executed a lot of bad ideas in his life--no sense in stopping now.
He’s surprised by her lack of fear, the way her eyes meet his. Oh, kid, if you only knew what he was really like--
“I’m skipping town tomorrow. You in or out?”