#sinister-smile

[eggplantdefender-blog]

“That doesn’t look like a scratch.”

“Since when do you care?” Columbina asked, grasping the end of her bandage as she tried to wrap it around her burnt hand, blue eyes glaring at the pale man across form her. It hurt like a bitch, but she wasn’t going to let him see that.

[qu-tipie]

💞

Target practice? I got ya' some chocolates too but I ate one

[corrosivequinn]

Something is wrong here || Harleen and the Joker

Continued from ask @sinister-smile

She had managed to sit down behind her desk before he asked the question. It would be noticeable that her wavy blonde hair was down instead of up partially hiding her from his view.

She looked up at him causing her hair to shift and some marks on her neck to be seen. She hadn't expected him to react like this.

"I..it's nothing. Don't worry about it. " she ticked her hair behind her ear and busied her hands with pulling out his file so she didn't have to look at those hypnotizing eyes.

[looneyxtune]

@sinister-smile || x

“Because you’re not asleep,” she said and walked over, sitting down beside him and gently rubbing his shoulders. “It’s a sixth sense, Puddin. I always know when ya don’t feel good.” She tilted her head. “Ya wanna talk about it?”

[looneyxtune]

@sinister-smile || x

Harley pouted when he spoke about patience, but she didn’t have to wait long as her lips curled into a grin. She giggled as he spun her around and dipped her. She kissed him deeply, wrapping her arms around the back of his neck. 

When they broke away, she giggled. “Aw Pud, ya sure know how ta make a girl feel special,” she cooed and kissed him again.

[thejokersjester]

“I can’t believe I did this to you.”

She could feel the bruises already, rising like a slow ache to the surface of her skin where he’d wrenched her by the arm...where he’d slapped her so hard he’d sent her head spinning. Usually, he just stomped away and left her to nurse her wounds on her own, only to start a new day as if nothing had happened.

For him to suddenly seem so concerned, and even...remorseful, was almost more of a shock than the crack of his palm across her cheek.

“I...it’s...it’s nothin’, Mistah J...it was my own fault...”

[demon-of-gotham]

Fools Setup

Starter for  @sinister-smile​

The sound of a roaring engine tore through the city of Gotham. The sleek black vehicle with finned fenders weaved through the usual traffic with surprising ease. The man inside (or rather the Bat inside) remained unfazed by the high speed and danger that was presented when darting through a dense city like Gotham. He was well used to the feeling by now but more so, he was too focused to care. He’d just snuck out of a party, a boring one at that, to respond to an emergency. 

Moments before he was Bruce Wayne, the billionaire playboy at yet another party; Now, he was Batman. He couldn’t remember what the Gala was for but he would have much rather stayed at the Gala than deal with the situation at hand. It wasn’t some bad joke he could ignore, this was an urgent matter that would require his immediate and full attention.

[thejokersjester]

sinister-smile liked your post “Like this post if you want a NSFW starter for Sexy Sunday!”

“Please, Mistah J...lemme make it up to ya. I’m tired’a sleepin’ on the couch...I just wanna snuggle up with my Puddin’ again an’ make ‘im happy.”

Harley had been trying to butter him up and find his forgiveness for over a week, leaving little gifts, making homemade meals, even found a lead or two on Batman’s latest activities. All had gone ignored, until she finally knocked on the bedroom door, and slipped inside wearing nothing but her cowl. Sexual favors didn’t always work on Joker, but...she was getting desperate.