#wellmanneredmonster

[pesteringjester]

(text: Harleen | 1:24am) You haven't hidden my mask, have you?

[text: Jonny-boy | 1:25am]: whaaat??? nooo. why would i hide your mask????

[text: Jonny-boy | 1:25am]: …it looks scarier on me i’m keeping it.

[mirrorheroineforhire-blog]

wellmanneredmonster:

[text to: client] Please do not contact me again.

[text to: ???] Hey- you texted me. Listen- I do jobs. You want me to track this guy down for you? I’ll have him on your doorstep in no less than 24 hours. Just tell me who you want and where to drop them. 

[theanswerisnothing]

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❝Sneaking up on someone isn’t the most polite thing to do.❞ Ed turned to look at the man behind. ❝I’m sorry do I know you from somewhere?❞

[pesteringjester]

wellmanneredmonster replied to your post:rules update

eyebrow wiggle

//sexy eyebrow wiggle

can you imagine the fishy face thread devolving into smut though i cAN’T I’M LAUGHING SO HARD

[pesteringjester]

going swimmingly || closed

wellmanneredmonster

“Jonathan!” 

A high-pitched voice called for him, sudden and urgent, from the living room, with the air of a shocking realization about it. Wide-eyed and openmouthed, clearly in a rush, Harley skidded into the kitchen on her sock feet, sliding a couple inches before hurrying toward Jon, scrambling to grab onto his arm. 

“Jonjonjon, ohmygod, look’it me, this is really important!” she exclaimed, hands clasped together anxiously as she looked up at him, eyes wide as saucers.

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wellmanneredmonster started following you

Her hands are up in a gentle display of peace. “I’m obviously lost and have wandered into the wrong part of town.” Not entirely true. She needs on of the vials of toxin he has. Just one- a special request from a client. She’s wondering if she shouldn’t have just turned down flat out. She’d gotten sloppy, however and wound up bumping into him. In full costume. Could be better, but could be worse. She’s not well known yet. Still. Smooth move, jerk, she mentally scolds herself. “Sorry to disturb you, sir. Need to get back to my group of friends and you obviously seem busy. I’ll just let myself out, yeah?”

[theadaofgotham-archive]

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“I hate your guts, but, damn it, you’re hot.”

[pesteringjester]

wellmanneredmonster replied to your photoset://HERE HAVE A MASSIVE ART DUMP OF DOODLES I HAVE...

BAAAAAAAAE

[LOUD ‘NYEH’ing]