#clownist

[metalsuitsa]

IF YOU ARE LIKING THE POST ABOUT GIVING TONY HUGS I EXPECT YOU TO GIVE HIM ONE FOR REAL

[traumaturgic]

----------- 🔮 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 (𝟏) 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐘 ˎ ˊ ˗

' DID YOU GUYS GET TIRED   of terrorizing Gotham or what ? '

Stephen sighs, eyeing her up and down. First Hub City, now this. Oh, he watches the news--even Earth needs her protection under the Sorcerer Supreme's watchful eye. He does grace her with a glance every now and again as his soul wanders the multiverse. After all, this is his home. What sort of doctor would he be if he refused to protect it ?

' You know, I think I saw a little girl dressed up like you yesterday, ' he continues, as if he wasn't about to fall in with someone who likely was supposed to be an adversary. ' With the pigtails and everything. ' // @clownist​

[aintnonebetter]

[ sc. ]      *  @clownist​​​

‘  righ' ,   so . . .  ’        tired sigh exhaled through nostrils as   his turn   comes up.   chin dips down ,   brooding   gaze focusing on the cigarette he's rolling.   they’ve been waiting for a   while   now.   for their   cue   to leave their current post and start doing their part of the mission.   but as minutes had passed without a   signal ,   semi - motivated minds had to get creative.        ‘  would’cha  rather . . .   do  the  bat  or  supe  ?  ’

[diamvndback-a]

❝  HEY THERE, GORGEOUS.  Mind puttin’ the bat down ? I ain’t lookin’ to get my head bashed in !  ❞

✧ *:･ﾟ ╌ I.D.// @clownist​,  x.

[dapperfvck-arc]

     She was glittering under the streetlights. Eye-catching as a rhinestone, John wasn’t immune to her aesthetic appeal. Not one bit. A fleeting memory passed over his mind. She looked like someone he ought to know, that perhaps he ought to be wary, but John was’t one to be warned off by a second hand opinion. God knows his reputation was bad enough, too

     He wasn’t sure who had caught the other’s eye first. It really didn’t matter. John didn’t move from his spot against the bar’s outside wall, much as a part of him was curious where she was going and if she wanted company. In the end, his interest was secondary to hers, and eye contact was hardly an invitation. He did, however, acknowledge the brief connection with a wry smile and innocuous greeting.  // @clownist​

[captainrcgrs-a]

                       He’s   out   of   breath,      which   is   not   a   good   sign.      Blue   eyes   see   blonde   hair,      blue      &&      pink,      and   he   knows   who   it   is   he   found   in   that   alley.       ❛  I  don’t  want  to  fight  with  you,  ❜       he   simply   says   for   it   is   the   truth.      The   Captain   doesn’t   know   near   enough   about   that   women   to    be   sure   it’s   the   right   to   do,      to   fight   her   that   is.

@clownist​  /  the  first  &&  probably  last  starter  call 

[malletz-a]

aRe yOu iNsAnE LiKe mE? bEeN In pAiN LiKe mE? bOuGhT A HuNdReD DoLlAr bOtTlE Of cHaMpAgNe lIkE Me? JuSt tO PoUr tHaT MoThErFuCkEr dOwN ThE DrAiN LiKe mE? wOuLd yOu uSe yOuR WaTeR BiLl tO DrY ThE StAiN LiKe mE?

madeson mountgumery and harlot quinoa as typed by winnie and lainey

[classclwn-blog]

@clownist liked for a starter

      ‘ well look at YOU !  ‘  Joker smiles, a silent growing thing as       eyes glitter in the dark.  He angles visage towards Harley, spinning         slowly in the office chair until he faces her.  Leg bounces lightly        while crossed over the other.      ‘ New haircut?  What’s the occasion, sweet peach? ‘