#owlfellow

[thejokersjester]

(ɔ ˘⌣˘)˘⌣˘ c) for owlfellow too <3

It was all over the news, just a day later. The infamous Clown Prince of Crime was found dead in an alley, from an apparent fall off the great height of the rooftops. Batman, of course, was the obvious heel. The media was quick to point fingers, considering the long-standing feud between them. The truth...it didn’t matter.

For all the rest of the world was concerned, the Joker had finally got what he wanted. 

Harley stuck to the cartoon channels, quiet and withdrawn, until Dan sat beside her. After several minutes, she slowly leaned over, and pressed into him, head resting over his shoulder as his arm curled securely around her.

[machetemaestro]

owlfellow really shouldn’t stand for this

“One side, tubby. Gotta bounty t’claim and yer in the way.”

[sangrexmala]

❝ I may have punched him, it’s a blur. ❞

“Really?” She wasn’t sure how she was suppose to react to that. Should she be condoning violent behavior? A part of her was relieved to rid herself of the drunk.

“Is your hand okay?” Well, that seemed like the neutral response.

[her-phoenix-heart-blog]

@owlfellow

from here: 

“You’ve got to admit, we live in a pretty strange world. You don’t think there’s a possibility?” 

She was half kidding, actually, but some part of her....would always wonder about that, the existence of an afterlife.