#but at least on the plus side you can sorta escape stalking

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WAAAAAAIT. So I can abandon my artfight of 5 (6?) years and make a new one but not have to delete my old one????????

Supposedly yeah, lol. Just don't use the old one ever again and you're good

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y'all had to know id be sorta fast with this one.... :3 (request, trans-masc reader if it comes up)

taking shimada 9948e to a haunted house at a fair! sure you knew you weren't the best with scary things, but it was something interesting to have some fun with, right? and it was the perfect excuse to get all close and clingy, holding on to her for dear life <3 plus, once you're out of it, you can go get some lunch and sweets from the fair, and get teased to hell about how scared you were! but oh well, perhaps you'll get your own little comfort from them once you're back home, making you scream...in a different context. <3

(I know it's not Halloween yet. but in my eyes. I'm ready. the spooky is here.)

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the haunted house was nearing, and yet you felt as though it was millenia away with the jittering fear coursing through your veins. arms clutching tight onto a body covered in pink robes.

your girlfriend only seemed to respond to the sensation with a few laughs and grins. cackling each and every time you two were jumpscared.

takara had gone through the haunted house unfazed and unbothered by each and every scare actor jumping out to laugh or scream at you, or stalk. and the sounds, they only shrugged at.

unless it was the pretty little screams you were making. their arm tightening around you a bit extra, while excitement ran up and down their spine. but to you it just seemed they were protecting you.

the second you managed to get to the escape of the house, you flung yourself out of their arms and out into the cold air of the fair again, to breathe, only to scream and begin laughing at the scare actors that came to jumpscare again outside. your feet tapping around in your delirious panic.

they were quick to get you too, nuzzling their nose into your neck before pulling you away with their little fox laugh following along.

“scaaared of the haunted house?” they tease, poking at your sides and watching as you squirm and yelp.

“leaaavee meee!” the whine makes their ears twitch and grin widen.

“didn’t think you would be such a baby, you were the one who wanted to go in there!”

“it was scarier than last year!” you protested and huff, throwing your arms up in the air and groaning.

—

  with the creaking sound of a door opening and then shutting, takara dragging you behind her. tails obscuring your sight and tickling your face. a small laugh escapes your mouth, free hand trying to push away the tails.

“hey come on—” you call out for the mischevious kitsune. she always did this whenever she were planning something. “pinkie you gotta get your tails out of my face, I c—”

the rest of your sentence is cut off by a yelp forcing its way out of your lungs. your back meeting the wall, ears barely catching the familiar, ever so joyous fox laugh that makes bubbles burst in your stomach and tingles to flutter through your body.

you blink a bit, eyes registering that your body has been trapped between the wall and your girlfriend. her grin curling into a little open mouthed laugh again, before lips press against yours. staining them with pink lipstick.

“pretty boy screaming so much in the haunted house. let me make you scream a bit more hm?” he whispers quietly in your ear. gripping at the top of your thighs, pulling you closer with a yank.

“’f you think you cna make that happen why don’t you go ahead huh?” the sentence that will end up being your inevitable demise catches their ears.

despite the fact you were the one to dish out the provoking words. you couldn’t help but feel a rush of cold excitement and fear course through you, when you saw his tongue swipe across sharp teeth and hum out quietly in response.

“that’s adorable.” they chuckle, dragging you towards the couch. sitting you down on it while boring holes into your eyes. that lustful stare would be the end of you surely. what you had just roped yourself into would at the very least be full of the fun screams rather than those you made back at the haunted house.

“now—” you chuckle a bit, a drop of sweat rolling down your chest, as you take in a deep breath to continue your sentence: “now lets— heh— kara— lets be civil-” you joke, clearing your throat at the claw that ever so carefully strokes up your neck and tilts your head by your chin.

but they never respond, head cocking to the left in consideration, despite knowing that you know their answer already.

“no.” they croon out quietly, “i don’t think i will.”

with a dip of weight on the couch, your back’s weight doubles slightly, as your legs are lifted up into the air, and are wrapped around their waist. it’s perfect they keep you slotted up against them and get to grind into you without any mercy. ears twitching with sheer determinated excitement.

“ah—” the gasp, along with the squeeze of your inner thighs against them result in their pupils blowing to their fullest point. eyes flickering around your face and body to look at each little sentence your body spoke to them.

their heart eyes only spoke volumes at their enjoyment of your responsive reaction.

with a few pants breathed out from the hazy feel of them against you, a pair of hands find their back and cling to it. gripping at the soft fabric of their kimono.

“t’kara—” you groan and lean your head back. shivers rushing down your spine like the shocking feel of cold water spilt upon searing skin.

“yeah? panting and gasping already? that’s what i thought, like a desperate, needy, cocksleeve whore, needing and wanting.” the mock croon whispered into your earlobe sends a wave of heat straight down to your stomach. pooling into it like lava. it boils and bubbles, flutters your whole being and sends the heat straight back up to your face.

“i- hahh— if you didn’t catch me off guard.” you whisper to him, failing an attempt at scowling. the muscles in your face reacting to the intense throbbing between your legs.

“but where would the fun in that be if i didn’t hm? should’ve seen it coming.” he murmurs to you. cunt fluttering each moment he grinds forward into the wet spot forming on the fabric of your pants

“want me to fuck you so hard until you’re screaming?”

“fuck you all dumb and pathetic?”

“fuck you until you forget all the dumb stuff you screamed at hm?”

the oxygen of the room felt like it all disappeared bit by bit every time a new sentence left those pink painted malicious lips. it was just you forgetting to breathe, but it truly felt like that.

and in all of that distraction, a pair of slippery fingers had tucked your pants and boxers down. swift and stealthy as always. cunning fox getting her way with a little bit of fluster and teasing.

you only noticed when you took in a sharp inhale, feeling the familiar long digits of their right hand wrapping around your hard length and giving it a little squeeze. your leg twitching, eyebrows knitting. you were sure your dick twitched too when you heard the small snicker she let out.

“e-vil.” you choked out, interrupted halfway through the word by a moan.

“evil? nooo, i’m being really really nice!” she chirped, lifting up the silken fabric and moving aside her panties to sit herself down on you slowly. easing you in for your own sake, despite the thrusts you attempt to make out of the sudden pleasure panging through you.

“fuck—” you hiss quietly, eyes blinking a bit and adjusting to look up at her.

“takara.”

“hmm?” they hum again and tilt their head, ears twitching. they know exactly what they’re doing. hand splayed out on your chest to press you into the pillows and lay you down fully. giving you a roll with her hips.

“ah!” moan after moan begins leaving you, their cunt clenching around you with purpose. while a hand comes up to force you to look into their eyes as they begin fucking you ever so slowly.

“good?” she question, grinning, eyes smiling and shining, just as they did earlier. of course you clinging to them and being scared would turn them on why are you not surprised.

“f- fuck— yes, g- good” you gasp, bucking your hips upwards. or at least trying to at first. they are quickly held down by strong hands to keep your hips grounded in the cushions. a tail moving down to wrap around a quivering left leg and tugging at it.

with your legs spread a bit more, a hand moves behind your back, and down to your plush ass. groping at it hard before moving in between the cheeks. middle finger teasing at your clenching hole.

the joined pleasure makes your head spin, cock spilling with cum inside of her. while she bounces happily atop. her feral noises falling free of her mouth with no intention of holding them back. saliva rolling down her chin at the sight below her.

your face contorted into pure bliss, moans leaving you freely. only growing louder by the minute as you cling and cling. you can’t hold yourself back and it’s embarrasing.

just as it was back at the haunted house when you clung onto her, screaming and hiding away your face.

with a little fox laugh and an increase in speed, even they can’t help but moan out at the pleasure, throwing their head back, only to look straight back at you again.

“fuck— hghnh— fuckfuckfuckfuck, oh just look at you. good boyyyy, good-boy-doing-so-good. look at how much of a little slut you’re acting!”

with the mix of praise and degradation, and shared lustful desperation, you call out her name loudly and hide your face in her chest. finally allowed to thrust upwards. and you do so with absolute vigor. a desperate attempt to get her to come with you at the same time.

you tug at her tail, she tugs at your hair. the both of you driving one another mad as you continue your game of who can get who first.

you could only say this would be a long and eventful, interesting night.

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Batman TAS: Joker’s Favor

“She can't open the door and push it in all by herself! THINK!”

Batman the Animated Series. Teaching the dangers of road rage since 1992!

Episode: 22 Robin: No Writer: Paul Dini Director: Boyd Kirkland Animator: Dong Yang Airdate: September 11, 1992 Grade: B

Char’s main reaction to seeing this episode for the first time was, “My girl!!” She loves Harley (and Poison Ivy). For me too, it’s nice to finally introduce Harley Quinn to the DC Animated Universe. Of course, back when this episode initially aired, it was also her introduction to the world of comic books in general. Written to be a one-off henchwoman to the Joker, wow, who would have seen the massive Harley Quinn storm coming. I was working at Party City when Suicide Squad came out, and by far the most popular costume we sold to young girls and women alike was Harley Quinn. People who know nothing about Batman are at least a little familiar with her. Sometimes even more familiar with her than the Dark Knight himself. And good lord, have fun trying to buy a copy of Batman Adventures #12 for a decent price. Even reprints can cost you around 100 bucks. You know how annoying that is for someone who just wants to own a physical copy of the damn thing to read?

I can only assume that Suicide Squad was the major catapult for the hype surrounding the character. I don’t remember seeing her around nearly as much before. Although I’m sure the Arkham series helped a little bit too. And I won’t lie to you, I’m a little salty about it. Oh, believe me, it’s definitely petty “nerd rage”. Or maybe you could call it the “hipster effect”. What annoys us about liking something for so long, and then, much later, finding out that it suddenly blows up with admiration? It’s stupid, this should make us happy, right? But yes, to let the cat out of the bag, I really do love Harley Quinn’s character. At least, the DCAU version of her. I’ve never seen Suicide Squad, I’ve never read any of her comics outside of the DCAU tie-ins, and I’ve never seen any episodes of other Batman cartoons with her in it. Doesn’t particularly interest me (not that I’m directly opposed). But I know that in the DCAU she’s really interesting, she’s a lot of fun, and some of the best moments of the entire series involve her heavily. The Laughing Fish, from what I remember, is up there among my favorite episodes. And how about the flashback in ROTJ? That’s one of the best Batman stories ever told, period. She’s not my favorite villain by any means, but the show would definitely be missing something without her. Speaking of her roles in the DCAU, maybe that’s where that “hipster effect” comes from. Maybe we get salty when people are oblivious toward a character’s…or a band’s…or a show’s…or whatever’s…early days. Yeah, that’s gotta be it, right? When Pokémon Go was new, I saw people complaining because these kids hadn’t played the original Red and Blue versions. And no one would ever really get annoyed if an old album by Blink-182 suddenly spiked in sales. No, it’s only when someone discovers new stuff and isn’t familiar with anything before that. I’m not saying this behavior is rational, and I hate it whenever I feel this way (for the record, I defended those kids just getting into Pokémon through Pokémon Go who were being shit on by “gen-wunners”). But it’s a possible explanation. Maybe we feel that people are missing out or not putting in the effort to fully appreciate/respect a thing and why it is the way it is.

Even though Harley Quinn was an amazing addition to the series, she didn’t exactly start out that way. Ignoring her popularity, she doesn’t particularly stand out in this episode, at least, not to me. But she must have back then. Fans liked her so much, she started appearing in the Batman Adventures comics! But I won’t start complaining about Batman Adventures #12 again. At least, not yet… Of course, where this is the first Harley episode, it figures as such that Paul Dini is the writer. This episode shows us again that he knows how to write a great story to be taken seriously, but also knows how to inject a lot of fun into it. That seems to be what separates Dini from some of the other best writers. A lot of the most serious episodes are really damn serious, with virtually no fun to be had. But Dini throws in some cheeky bits. Harley, for example. Or Batman coming down with a cold in Heart of Ice. It’s certainly welcome, but honestly, I prefer episodes like Two-Face a little bit more. And that’s why I’ve settled on a B for this episode. Yeah, I know. Everyone raises this episode up on a pedestal and says how much of a classic it is. I won’t argue with y’all. It’s an important episode, and it is entertaining. But it’s not as entertaining as a lot of other episodes to me. I like it. I don’t love it. Sue me. Char actually felt the same way, so I’m not alone there. She loved the Joker, as usual, and loved seeing “her gurl” Harley, but as far as the actual episode goes, she only liked it. Strangely enough, I have virtually no complaints. For the most part it’s pretty flawless, unless I really want to nitpick at stupid shit (like when Joker points out Charlie’s hair-loss when he has the same amount of hair as earlier). Probably the only thing that actually made me scratch my head was during the scene where Charlie threatens Joker with one of his own bombs. Why did Charlie know it wouldn’t explode, but the Joker himself didn’t? The only thing I can really think of is that Batman was in on the joke, and rewired the thing. But that doesn’t sit too well with me either. Oh, and also the scenes involving the fight amongst the recreated temple was a little hokey, and didn’t match a lot of the flow. It was too random-seeming, plus the idea that all of these death traps would remain active is ludicrous. We do get the Joker at some of his best, though, and we even hear Batman laugh in-costume (a first for this series). If there’s one thing Batman shouldn’t do often, it’s use the bat-laugh. And the writers knew when to use it well. Just wait till Mad Love. As long as they don’t have Batman sing… I will now turn my head toward my Justice League Unlimited set and stare at it with a dead smile for a few seconds.

And what about the crime prince of clown himself? I think we get the most insight into his mind out of all the Joker episodes so far in this one. The first two Joker appearances were just sorta goofy romps that you would expect, and the next one (Be a Clown) was an episode of lesser entertainment value. Here, we take the best elements of the Be a Clown Joker and fuse it with the Joker we got more from the other episodes to create what I would consider to be the definitive DCAU Joker. Let’s go over it. Y’know those maniacs who chase you down the street just because you made the tiniest mistake while driving (sometimes it might even be more their fault than yours)? Well imagine if when they caught up to you, you saw that they were a psychotic, killing clown. That’s fun… After this happens to Charlie Collins, the Joker threatens to kill him, but ends up sparing him so that over the next two years, he can have a fun time of basically tracking, stalking, and keeping up with this man. I like this because, on one hand, it seems so silly that he’d want to do this simply because of a traffic incident. Like, doesn’t he have better things to do with this time? But also, the Joker knows that every day, Charlie lives in fear that the Joker will find and contact him. It’s the manipulative aspect that we saw in Be a Clown coming out. The Joker takes pleasure in ruining lives. We also have the whacky side of the Joker seen in The Last Laugh with how ridiculous the concept is. Going back to the hair-loss comment mention earlier in passing, I actually think it would have been really clever to start him out with a full head of hair, but then show him super bald later on, showing that the stress of it all had really taken a toll on him, despite his seemingly great life.

Well, then, the Joker has Charlie fly over to Gotham just to open a door for Harley. Yeah. Open a door. I friggin’ love this twist. He’s like an Alice In Wonderland character, having seemingly no rhyme or reason for anything, but you know it all somehow makes sense in his twisted head. We know this because of what he manages to pull off, and how dangerous he is. If he truly knew nothing, he wouldn’t escape Arkham time and time again or get away with nearly as much as he does. And then finally at the end, we have some moments of scary Joker-rage paired with the Joker actually yelling to Batman for help. It’s such a sudden mood change, and you have to question whether or not the Joker’s anger was real. If it is, that makes it scarier. He’s like a meth-addict. We also see the Joker shove Harley Quinn to the side so that he can get to the phone, a very early look at the abusive relationship that we don’t see in full until later down the line. Like I said earlier, Harley was supposed to be a one-off, so this likely wasn’t Dini’s intent to display, but in hindsight, it’s got a much different light casted on it. It shows how much care was put into these stories, making everything match up, even if it wasn’t the initial plan.

This opening shot looked pretty stilted, reminding us that it’s essentially a cell being moved to the right.

Our main character, Charlie Collins. I wanna know what kind of fashion statement that haircut is. The “vertical rat tail”?

That moment of realization. Great job of capturing that immediate regret. It’s like he was brought back to reality, but sent into the Twilight Zone all at the same time.

The Joker knows how scary he is.

This shot was kinda funky with how bright some of the Joker’s features were. 

The Joker appears rather large when in comparison to the character who is supposed to be in front of him. This happens at least one other time in the episode. It adds to his threatening aura here, though.

“Oh please, don’t insult me.” the Joke retorts when Charlie assumes that he’s being robbed of money. 

Been missing these guys! Haven’t seen enough of them!

Jim: “If anyone should be getting a testimonial it’s you!” Batman: “I’m just the nightshift. You deal with this mess 24 hours a day. That’s what those people want to honor.” The most endearing friendship on the show. He even then proceeds to ask Batman where he can rent a tux. 

The Joker playing darts backwards. Throwing them at the commissioner. 

Harley Quinn’s first appearance ever! Bruce Timm did an excellent job with her design. Also, another instance of Joker looking rather large. Apparently perspective isn’t Dong Yang’s strong suit.

And then the Joker proceeds to do a perfect backflip. Damn, he’s limber!

Me too, dude. Also the Joker was throwing darts right above this guy’s head.

Somehow a better license picture than any I’ve ever gotten. Also we have confirmation that, in the DCAU at least, Gotham City is in New York.

“Leave the sideburns.”

An unsettling shot as they circle around Don’s (Charlie’s) block, threatening his family.

“Any way I could sneak out with you?” Me too, dude. Lines like this add so much character that gimmicks or statements about them could never reach.

“Sir, I believe you may be needed inside.”

Bullock hitting on Harley. How does he look like even more of a sleaze when spiffed up for an event?

Montoya’s look of pleasure when Bullock gets whacked in the shin by Harley’s baton. Also, them cheekbones. 

“...okayyy, we’ll tough it out here.”

Joker’s sudden mood-swings combined with his delivery from Mark Hamill are obvious callbacks to the Blue Meanies in Yellow Submarine.

Charlie, about to shove a bomb up Joker’s ass. “Batman! Batmaaaaan!” Actually, y’know what this reminds me of?

This great moment.

Joker, relieved to see Batman. “<gasp> How long have you been there?” We also get, “You’re no fun anymore, Charlie.” If there’s one thing Joker can’t stand, it’s getting upstaged when it comes to the crazy.

A solid episode for sure, but for those of you who only know about Harley from her more recent shenanigans (and you don’t have a genuine interest in watching a Batman cartoon), check out The Laughing Fish instead. And for those of you following along with me for the long haul, join us next time! …Crikey!

Char’s grade: B

Next time: Vendetta Full episode list here!