#also really good sense of smell

[mutable-manifestation]

(Heads up: I don't know How To Police. If stuff is wrong, no it isn't.)

When Baxter called in an arrest on his off-hours, Jackson didn't think much of it.

When he said he was bring in "some loser in a clown costume" he assumed the guy had captured one of the Joker's minions.

When he finally rolled in sixteen minutes after the call-in, Jackson could barely believe his eyes as the Joker was shoved into the station like a common criminal by a plainclothes newbie.

"One Arkham escapee, ready for pickup," he says blandly, boredly.

"His...weapons - if you can call them that-" he rolls his eyes "-are still in my car. Didn't wanna give Chuckles here a chance to try slipping his cuffs. Again."

A vein stands out on the Joker's forehead as he grits his teeth, and Jackson leans back a bit before hesitantly calling pickup.

"I. Am. The Joker. The JOKER! You-!"

His tirade is interrupted by a positively gusty sigh, filled with unspoken boredom and exasperation.

"Laughy. Buddy. As far as I'm concerned you could be named 'completed warrant 65789529.' Save it for therapy."

Baxter pauses. Grimaces.

"Well, assuming your therapist isn't secretly a soul-sucking emotional parasite bent on using you deepest fears and insecurities to twist you into an ever darker state of mind for the sake of indulging her own twisted hunger."

Silence prevails, even the officers coming to take Joker off his hands pausing in the doorway at that.

"That was only the one therapist though, to be fair. And I'm pretty sure asylums have higher hiring requirements than high schools, so you should be fine.

Use that love of flowers to grow some actual flowers. Use that...fondness for vibrant colors to, like, make bouquets or something. Try being a florist. Like my not evil-therapist always says 'instead of berating yourself for your rage and aggression in the past, focus on what you can do for the future; transition your coping mechanisms so that your negative emotions can manifest themselves in more constructive ways.' That's why I took up knitting."

Evidently no one knew how to respond to that, as the silence continues until Baxter notices the officers in the doorway just then. He nods at his captive.

"A little help? I've got a family face-time scheduled in like 10 minutes."

The Joker - silent but visibly fuming - is carted away to holding, Baxter drops a bag of Jokers weapons, and laments when told he has to file them all himself.

Jackson watches as he writes "weird bad-smelling-mist-dispensing flower" on the Joker's gas boutonnière.

'Am I...high?' Jackson questions himself, half-hysterical as Dash continues on, labelling the lethal buzzer a 'prank-buzzer.'

At least the fake gun visibly is fake. The 'bomb?' - with a DAMN QUESTION MARK - on a small cylinder is less comforting.

Baxter finally leaves another 27 minutes later.

Testing the confiscated devices reveals normal Joker Gas in the flower and definitely lethal electricity levels from the buzzer.

Everyone thought the newbie was just a shit talker when he said the Gotham rogues aren't scary.

Jackson is loosing his mind.

Short DPXDC Prompts #599

Dash works at the GCPD. It’s been an interesting first few weeks. He can’t quite understand why everyone is so afraid of these rogues that the Bats and the Birds fight.

The other officers in the station just thought Dash’s comments on the matter was just the new guy talking shit. They ate their words when the newbie brought The fucking Joker into the station in handcuffs single-handedly.

[ssongsboo]

ugh you get me </3 steve's smile is insanely gorgeous and whenever someone has a pretty smile it literally makes me bonkers 😣

omg .. just had a thought,, if you tell him that you think his smile is the prettiest thing in the world he would get so shy nd flustered. </3 then continuing on to straddle his lap and kiss him? at first he'd hide in your neck and nip at it lightly because he's trying to regulate himself!!! (he's inwardly going insane) but when he's ready? he'll give you the softest, yet most intense kiss ever....

i'm gonna stop before i go overboard but ohmygod

— 🐈‍⬛ (literally just woke up..)

his face flushes instantly, eyes wide and lips parting slightly as if he can't quite believe what you just said. "…you think that?" he stammers, his shy smile only making your heart ache more. you nod, sliding onto his lap with a playful smirk, hands cradling his warm cheeks.

he ducks his head quickly, burying himself in the crook of your neck, the heat of his breath fanning over your skin as his teeth graze you lightly- a desperate attempt to ground himself. his hands hover nervously at your waist, gripping tighter when you whisper how cute he is in that tone that makes his brain spiral.

then, slowly, he tilts his head back, eyes meeting yours with a mixture of vulnerability and raw intensity. his lips brush against yours hesitantly at first, but when he fully gives in? it’s everything- soft, deep, and laced with an unspoken devotion that makes time feel like it's stopped. you swear you feel him smile against your lips as he pulls you impossibly closer.

his lips linger, soft and searching, as if he's pouring every ounce of his affection into the kiss, leaving you breathless. his hands, once hesitant, find a steady grip on your hips, pulling you closer until there's no space left between you. the initial shyness begins to melt away, replaced by a quiet confidence as he deepens the kiss, tilting his head to savor every second.

when you finally part for air, his forehead rests against yours, his breath shaky but his eyes shining with an intensity that sends a shiver down your spine. his voice is low and a little hoarse when he murmurs, "you really mean it? that my smile's the prettiest thing in the world?"

you grin, brushing your thumb over his flushed cheek. "i mean it. and you're proving my point right now." his lips curve into that very smile you adore, and this time, he doesn't hide. instead, he leans in, capturing your lips again, slower, sweeter- this time in a kiss that feels like a promise.

[keeps-ache]

lost vocation: fish

[hauntingblue]

Will I ever get over garp's scottish accent....

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

OKAY IT’S SHOWING IN TAGS everything is fine. i have no idea what that drabble is btw i had no outline only vibes. but if you decide to check it out then i hope you enjoy it !!! :3

[loveforskekgra]

I really wish I was one of those people who knew how to make like perfume oils and stuff because I spend a lot of time thinking about what a collection of perfumes themed after each Skeksis and Urru would smell like

[citrineghost]

I think about this a lot...

I just want you all to know, even if you don't see any people in your area with pronoun pins or bright, queer clothing, or with clockable traits, there's a very good chance you're surrounded by queer people who are blending in with the cishets. You're not alone.

Ever since I've started passing, I've had this repeated thought... I'll be in a public place and I'll see someone who's almost definitely queer, and it makes my day, but then I wonder, do they see me? Do they know I'm here? Do they understand that I'm one of them?

To be passing is what a lot of trans people see as the end goal, but, if you're not trying to be stealth but simply not going out of your way to display that you're queer, it can come with a profound sense of sudden exclusion - like you're too passing to count anymore, or like you'll be unrecognizable to your queer siblings

So, for everyone's benefit, I just want to say, remember that there are those of us who don't stand out. Don't assume every person that you don't clock as trans is cis. Don't assume every person that you don't clock as gay is straight. We speak out against cisheteronormativity, but to protect ourselves and remain in the safe bubble of those we expect to be safe for ourselves, we are often times perpetuating it

[weather-phenomenon]

feeling the tendrils of obsession n fascination abt this person from tht one interaction forming n i'm going to kms b4 it gets worse o7

[sharkneto]

favorite flavor of cheese curd go

classic fried cheddar curds with a good ranch to dip in

[yeyayeya]

Y’all one of my friends got a package that his boyfriend sent him who’s currently in the military and I didn’t know what it was until I saw him today and he had a long ass chain necklace that reached his abdomen (mind you that man is a stick) and I was just like “ngl that looks like a dog collar” and it took him a moment and he replied with “oh god I’ve been claimed”

[random-chaos-and-stuff]

May I politely offer he is a vampire/part vampire or something and he just. Genuinely does not realize? He just thinks that everyone else is like that? When he talks to the other heroes and they look at him weird he just assumes it’s a Gotham thing? And it partially is a Gotham thing because that city has so many curses why not be part vampire there’s no sun there anyways but since everyone there is Just Like That he genuinely thinks it’s normal.

Even better if Alfred not only knows (because he absolutely would) and doesn’t care or acknowledge it, but was actually the source for it (why do you think he hasn’t aged at all in so long?) and just hangs out with Bruce and takes care of him because he got attached to him and well now who will make sure he gets what he needs for nutrition?

(Also vampire bats adopt orphaned bat pups so it even explains his sheer adoption addiction. He sees an orphaned child and the first thought is ‘anyone gonna take that and care for it?’ and he doesn’t wait for an answer.)

we don't make enough fun of Batman for not being a vampire. seriously this guy:

nightwalker, lurks in the shadows

goes flying through the city at night hunting down his quarry

romps around in a dramatic ass cape

lives in a gothic manor that is definitely haunted (by the narrative, the ghosts of the past, etcetera)

served by a single devoted familiar servant who seems to share some portion of his strange powers

has multiple fledglings proteges he recruits and trains to share his dark powers

the source of great, often contradictory lore (conflicting reports on his powers/weaknesses/backstory, varies by canon)

unaging (his publication history spans how many decades?)

clearly has some sort of arcane powers superhuman abilities, despite making a huge effort to pass as a Normal Human Guy

autistic bisexual

notice i didn't even mention the whole BAT themed everything. and we're expected to believe this character is NOT a vampire? i'm being baited.

[pygmi-says-hi]

STOP DOING THIS IN INJURY FICS!!

Bleeding:

Blood is warm. if blood is cold, you’re really fucking feverish or the person is dead. it’s only sticky after it coagulates.

It smells! like iron, obv, but very metallic. heavy blood loss has a really potent smell, someone will notice.

Unless in a state of shock or fight-flight mode, a character will know they’re bleeding. stop with the ‘i didn’t even feel it’ yeah you did. drowsiness, confusion, pale complexion, nausea, clumsiness, and memory loss are symptoms to include.

blood flow ebbs. sometimes it’s really gushin’, other times it’s a trickle. could be the same wound at different points.

it’s slow. use this to your advantage! more sad writer times hehehe.

Stab wounds:

I have been mildly impaled with rebar on an occasion, so let me explain from experience. being stabbed is bizarre af. your body is soft. you can squish it, feel it jiggle when you move. whatever just stabbed you? not jiggly. it feels stiff and numb after the pain fades. often, stab wounds lead to nerve damage. hands, arms, feet, neck, all have more motor nerve clusters than the torso. fingers may go numb or useless if a tendon is nicked.

also, bleeding takes FOREVER to stop, as mentioned above.

if the wound has an exit wound, like a bullet clean through or a spear through the whole limb, DONT REMOVE THE OBJECT. character will die. leave it, bandage around it. could be a good opportunity for some touchy touchy :)

whump writers - good opportunity for caretaker angst and fluff w/ trying to manhandle whumpee into a good position to access both sites

Concussion:

despite the amnesia and confusion, people ain’t that articulate. even if they’re mumbling about how much they love (person) - if that’s ur trope - or a secret, it’s gonna make no sense. garbled nonsense, no full sentences, just a coupla words here and there.

if the concussion is mild, they’re gonna feel fine. until….bam! out like a light. kinda funny to witness, but also a good time for some caretaking fluff.

Fever:

you die at 110F. no 'oh no his fever is 120F!! ahhh!“ no his fever is 0F because he’s fucking dead. you lose consciousness around 103, sometimes less if it’s a child. brain damage occurs at over 104.

ACTUAL SYMPTOMS:

sluggishness

seizures (severe)

inability to speak clearly

feeling chilly/shivering

nausea

pain

delirium

symptoms increase as fever rises. slow build that secret sickness! feverish people can be irritable, maybe a bit of sass followed by some hurt/comfort. never hurt anybody.

ALSO about fevers - they absolutely can cause hallucinations. Sometimes these alter memory and future memory processing. they're scary shit guys.

fevers are a big deal! bad shit can happen! milk that till its dry (chill out) and get some good hurt/comfort whumpee shit.

keep writing u sadistic nerds xox love you

ALSO I FORGOT LEMME ADD ON:

YOU DIE AT 85F

sorry I forgot. at that point for a sustained period of time you're too cold to survive.

pt 2

also please stop traumadumping in the notes/tags, that's not the point of this post. it's really upsetting to see on my feed, so i'm muting the notifs for this post. if you have a question about this post, dm me, but i don't want a constant influx of traumatic stories. xox

[randum-famdoms]

I find it pretty funny how at least half of my posts have tags as long or longer than the post itself

[hauntingblue]

I love this movie about.... zoro's past boyfriend being taken over by a curse

[swagging-back-to]

started my period in thw middle of my shift yesterday and boy oh boy do i love having giant dried globs of blood in my pubes and pain and stomach issues and acne :) mammals totally arent fucking stupid :))

[neverendingford]

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