#harlequin richard

[tadc-harlequin-au]

Hi. Sorry for disappearing, I was mostly on main because I am terribly sick, but despite the body aches I was hella restless until I finished the whole other half of the cast so now this is officially done I can finally take a long step back and rest my old aching bones without my brain yapping at me /lh

Also here are the standalone transparent designs for everyone's enjoyment

Scarlet belongs to @thescarletnargacuga!

[ladyxgaga]

Lady Gaga on the set of The Graham Norton Show, September 26th 2024

[dailyjsa]

Who's Who: The Definitive Directory of the DC Universe #11

[the-maladjustedjester]

Post darkness before dawn Richard should be allowed to have a Hot Boy Summer. He gets out of physical therapy and just fucks every vaguely queer person in town. Starts with Eugene and works his way from there. “Yeah I basically nearly died to save the town; that’s kinda hot, right?” This leads to several instances of pity sex, but it still counts. He’s allowed to be a slut once in a while. For enrichment.

[nightmares-voicemail]

-Sends message to Catastrophe!Richard just before his mission begins-

Hey Richard, how are you feeling?

Richard

"Heh, finally. People freak out if they see someone stronger than them, they will call you violent and a bully unless you shrink and grovel. But if you put on a ridiculous costume and go on TV? You're suddenly a hero! This whole 'akuma' business is the best thing that could happened to this city, I tell you that. If I play my cards well I'll be a star in no time, then people will beg to give me their money just to get close to me. I just hope that Guardian didn't pick a total loser as my 'partner'. Well, whatever. If they get in my way, I know how to deal with them." He grins. "Or anyone else. All it takes is just a little touch with my Cataclysm, right?"

[maddie-grove]

I stopped watching Crazy Ex-Girlfriend at some point in S3 (mixture of finding it too upsetting and not enjoying the prevalence of Nathaniel) but I gotta say the biggest surprise was getting to the part where Josh leaves Rebecca on their wedding day and just going, “Okay. Valid.”

The other surprise was that I always watched the musical numbers on YouTube long before seeing the episode in question, and I had a way different impression of Greg/Rebecca before I saw the whole context. Which honestly I might recommend as a way to watch the show…I think it brings out the themes.

[rmelster]

@theboarsbride

[watch-joey-collect]

[siconetribal]

Put it on My Tab 13

Pairing: Jason Todd x Fem!reader

Tag: @vbecker10 @wordsfromshona @harlequin-hangout @harpy-space @tild3ath @gone-batty-fics @princessbl0ss0m @dakotali @antiquecultist

Warning: Mild swearing, Dick being Dick, Y/N will never have another dull evening ever again

Author Note:

As always, a huge thank you and shout out to @harlequin-hangout for the amazing banners you made for me.

If you’re new to the story, please check out the master post for the rest of the chapters or find chapter one here.

Y/N cautiously sat in the chair he motioned towards, keeping her hands flat on her lap and back pin straight. Though the detective showed a friendly and possibly flirtatious disposition, there was something about him that had her on high alert. She was not sure if this was some facade of his and in actuality he was some sort of brute, but there was something hidden. Something that made her gut scream that there was something dangerous about him and she needed to take caution. Silence filled the little office, her palms growing sweaty as she pressed her back into the chair. 

Am I supposed to speak? Is he going to speak? He didn’t really ask me a question, or was I supposed to confirm that’s my name? I have a name tag though. What am I supposed to do?! The panic started to settle in with each passing second as she internally struggled in figuring out if this was some sort of tactic or did she miss something. 

Dick quietly watched Y/N, impressed by her natural instinct to stay alert with him. There was no reason for him to suspect that she knew of his nightly profession, so he took the time to carefully observe her. Her gaze shifted between him and a spot on the floor as a slight crease began to form between her brows. She was thinking of something and he really wanted to know what it was.

“You can relax, you’re not in any trouble. Well, so long as there's no footage of you breaking the glass anyway.” He chuckled.

“I definitely did not do that!” She quickly responded and leaned forward.

“I believe you. Your boss wouldn’t just throw the names of two vigilantes into the ring if you're the one at fault. So, just take a deep breath and relax. This is just a small chat to get some facts for now.” He chuckles.

“Yes Detective Richard Grayson,” she nodded her head.

“Just call me Detective Dick or Detective Grayson.”

“Right, ok,” she nodded her head. “So, do I just start talking? Or do you ask questions?”

“I’ll ask the necessary questions for now.” He pulled out a small top spiral notepad and pen, the sight of which made the corners of her lips quirk up. It was a bit old-fashioned and stereotypical, but it was comforting because it was expected. Had he pulled out a tablet, she might have been more on edge. “So, your name is Y/N, correct? That's a pretty name.”

Her confirming answer was cut short like the screech of a record needle across a vinyl disk. What had he just said? He complimented my name the same way Nightwing did! Am I in trouble? Does he know the Bat group? Sugar and spice, what do I do? Is this a warning to keep silent or vague? Or does he actually think it’s pretty? Why would he just say that though? 

“Did I pronounce it wrong?” He frowned, snapping her out of her second spiral of thoughts. 

“Huh? Oh, sorry, no! It’s just, you’re the second person to say that to me. It’s not something I commonly hear.”

“Really? That's a shame.”

“Uhm, right, anyway, yes, that’s my name.”

“Why were you here on the night in question?”

“I was working.”

“Were there any customers in the shop?”

“No.”

“Were you in the front when the incident occured?”

“Yes.”

“Briefly describe to me what happened.”

“I was standing at the counter when I heard and felt glass go flying everywhere. I ducked for cover and only got up when I heard a voice. I saw Nightwing and Red Robin. I gave them drinks and they left.” Was that vague enough? What do I do if they start digging into why I didn’t talk about the guy they took down? What if Nightwing and Red Robin found out I said something though? Do I hide for the vigilantes and potential get time for lying to an officer or do I risk becoming the next target to be silenced?!

“That’s all?”

“Basically,” she shrugged. “Uhm, if you want to know what they were doing, I’mma bet they were doing whatever it is that vigilantes usually do? Which…I’m sure you’re more knowledgeable about…than me since you deal with them more than me?” Her tone wavered between sassy and questioning, not wanting to insult the detective, but she was not sure if he directly dealt with them either.

“Yes, I am fairly well informed of what vigilantes do.” He tried his best not to laugh. “You could say I’m someone very close to them. Don’t worry about the details, just follow my lead.” He gave her a wink and flashed a million dollar grin that usually made the ladies weak-kneed. Y/N was certainly not blind to his charms, but she was not so easily dazzled by something so simple and superficial. There was a lack of genuineness to his mannerisms. It all seemed a little cold and detached, almost like a show.

The last time I ‘just followed’ a guy, I ended up with a 4k bill I’m still paying off! And the time before that, I was tricked into stealing from the Penguin! Who knows what following Dick Dick’s lead will do! I’d rather not risk my life again, I like my head where it is. She smiled at him and nodded her head. “I feel better knowing someone as capable as you is handling this situation, thank you. Do you need anything more from me?” I need to get out of here, fast. 

“Glad to be of service and that’s all for now. If you think of anything or remember something, please don't hesitate to give me a call.” He pulled out his business card and handed it to her. “I'll make sure to wrap this all up quickly for you, but for formalities sake I'll need to call you in for a recorded interview. I’ll be in touch.” 

Fantastic, another guy I’ll be waiting on to contact me. Hopefully this doesn't take as long as the Little Lordling did. “I get it, sure. I can give you my work schedule so you know when to call here.” She offered, not wanting to give her personal number to him.

“Sure, that’ll make things easier. Or-,”

“Great, one sec!” She pocketed his card and moved towards the computer, printing out her shifts for the next three weeks. “Here you are. If that's all, I better head back to the counter, the morning rush is in full swing. We need all hands on deck.”

“Don’t let me keep you! I know how important that first cup is!” He raised his hands up and nodded to the door.

“Thank you, I hope you have a great rest of your day.” She smiled and quickly left the room, keeping herself from running as she picked up helping with making orders.

Dick stood alone in the office, staring at the chair she was sitting on. Y/N was certainly a very interesting person that did not quite fit the usual females of Gotham that he met on jobs like this. He knew she was not immune to his charms from how she went silent at his flirtations, but she was not charmed by him. She even made sure to avoid giving him her cell number to call her whenever. It was an odd tactic, smart, but odd. She was wary of him and he was not sure if it was because she was keeping her promise from that night or if she had a keen sense of danger.

I’m not a danger to her, but I am dangerous. What are the odds that she would meet three of us by coincidence? Normally I’d be more suspicious, but she's made zero moves to even reach out to Jason and isn't keen on me getting her number. I doubt this is some long con either, she would have focused on one of us or gone after Bruce himself. No, she's just got luck with meeting superheroes. Chuckling to himself, he left the room and followed the sound of Nolan’s voice. “Got the recording? I've got her information and work schedule.”

“Great, let’s go, this list ain’t gonna complete itself. Though I wish it did.” Nolan grumbled, the two heading out when two large cups of coffee and sandwiches were handed to them, instantly brightening the elder detective’s mood. Y/N silently watched the two of them leave, her focus solely on Detective Grayson. When he turned to look directly back at her, she quickly ducked her head to try and avoid being caught.

He didn’t catch me, right? Of course not, he was probably just looking back for nothing. She tried to untangle the knots of unease that started to build up in the pit of her stomach by pushing all of it to the back of her mind and focused on the orders that were quickly piling up. 

Stupid, stupid, stupid! Jason rolled over for the hundredth time, cocooning himself into a messy blanket burrito. Not only had he failed to message her first, he failed to respond to her good night text. It’s not like I’ve never been told I have a fine ass before, what is wrong with me?! “Dammit,” he groaned as he turned over once more. “And here I thought I had the upper hand and then she just up and texted me a formal ‘your fine ass’?” No, there’s no way I’m just laying around here and letting her win, Magnus was right! I needed to focus on not getting my spine snapped in two so I can actually make up for not texting on time. He wriggled out of the confines of his blanket and swung his feet over the edge of the bed. 

“First things first, I need to eat something. I’m starving.” He muttered to himself, scratching at his scalp while glancing at the clock. I got back around 4 this morning, slept for almost ten hours. Must’ve been more exhausted than I thought. Standing from the bed, he glanced around his bedroom before making his way over to the bathroom to start washing up.

As the afternoon rush came to an end, Y/N went to the breakroom in the back and stretched her stiff limbs, plopping down onto one of the chairs as she laid the rest of her on the table. “What a day, what a day.” She mumbled to herself, staring at the wall to her right. Am I going to be called in for a formal interview? Would they believe me not knowing? Does that detective really know Nightwing? How much longer do I have to work like this to finally pay off the bill? If I bring it up to him the next time they meet, would he deny it? Is he even going to text her or was he just saying that because he got caught? The unanswered questions came and went, one by one, when the chime of her phone forced herself to sit up to dig it out of her pocket. Much to her surprise, there was a text from the infamous ‘Your Hero’.

<So you think I have a fine ass, huh?> She nearly fell out of her chair from shock and confusion. There was no way he was watching her or had telepathy, right? She contemplated the possibility for a moment when she saw that he was typing. <When’s your next day off? I’ll make sure to keep my schedule light.>

My next day off will be three weeks from whenever I’m done paying for that crazy bill. She glared at her device. He must know it’s broken, right? It’s not like it broke without him knowing. Maybe he’s embarrassed and doesn’t know how to bring it up? I mean, he did see that I work in a cafe. I’d feel like a real dunce for breaking a simple coffee machine only to find out the person who paid for the room makes coffee drinks for a living. She did not want to bring it up via text nor did she want to give an answer that would seem like she was uninterested. <I’m free in the evening on Saturday and daytime on Sunday.> She offered, figuring weekends would be better options for him.<But if you’re looking for something in the middle of the week, only time I have is next week Tuesday or Thursday in three weeks.>

<Damn, you’re a hard person to come by, huh? You’re not someone who hates doing anything on Sundays just because it’s the day before Monday, right?> 

<Depends if I like the plan, you plan on telling me what it is?> She sent back as she grabbed her packed lunch, biting into her sandwich.

<Nope, you’ll just have to meet me Sunday and find out.>

<You are a cruel Little Lordling! Very well, what time and where do we meet?>

<Noon sounds good? Also did you want to meet somewhere or did you want me to pick you up?> Y/N stared at her phone, blinking as she reread the text over and over again. He wanted to meet up and possibly pick her up from her apartment.

<I’ll need to run it by Cici first, we live together. I’ll text you back later today?>

<Sure, text whenever you find out. Are you at work now?>

<Yeah, currently on break. What about you?>

<LOL I woke up an hour ago, though I did finish around 4.>

<I don’t know if I should envy you or feel sorry for you.>

<Depends, which gets me more brownie points?>

<Brownies sound really good right about now. You can get points if you bring me some.>

<Brownies sound good anytime to me. What time are you working until today?>

<I’m working the graveyard shift again. Lucky me.>

<Of course you are, you met me after all. That ass hasn’t been bothering you, right?>

<You mean Matías? Nah, he hasn’t been around since.>

<That’s good, you’ll have an easier night without him.>

And no vigilantes flying into the store through windows. <Never a dull moment here. I gotta get back to work now, I’ll text you what Cici says later.>

<Cool, hopefully the rest of your day isn’t too crazy.>Oh if you only knew. She sighed, tossing out her trash and pocketing her phone before heading back to the front.

[hallowed0ne]

What I think the outlast characters (first game and DLC) would be as diff rabbit breeds: 🐰

Eddie Gluskin- Dutch rabbit (I love thinking this idea)

Chris Walker- Flemish giant (I might say Netherland dwarf as a joke, but this kind of bunny has an attitude for sure based on having 3 of them before)

Richard Trager- Belgian hare

Walrider- Amami rabbit

Jeremy Blaire- English spot

Rudolph Wernicke- French lop

Frank Manera- lionhead

Father Martin- English lop

Twins- both Harlequin

Billy Hope- Holland lop

Waylon Park- Florida white

Miles Upshur- Rex

I haven’t played outlast trials yet and I’m not far in outlast 2. I’ll probably make a post for both of those games eventually 🐰🐇

I’m obsessed w rabbits and outlast so this is a hilarious combo lmao

[tadc-harlequin-au]

Do the other characters go with pomni like the main cast if so what do they do

I don't really have the energy to type out a long answer, so I'll summarize

Quinnie:

Charges at an enemy like a bull. If successful, slams them three times into a wall before falling back

Performs a ground slam that's weaker, but faster, more consecutive and longer than the General's

Unleashes a swarm of mechanical insects to wilt down small chunks of health

Kaufmo:

Pulls out party tricks (confettis, pies, flour balloons etc.) to disorient enemies

Has a comically large bat for "pinatas"

Puts out an electric mine that once pressed, stuns an enemy early (that one annoying handshake buzzer prank, except bigger)

Mogu, Richard and Maxwell:

Tag teaming for maximum efficiency and disorienting enemies

Lasso pulling

Mogu tosses one of the bois and they start ripping mechanisms on the back of the enemy, stealing a cog... or two... or three.... okay maybe a lot more than five

Scarlet (according to what I know):

Camouflage/ambush attacks

Smoke bombs

Slash attacks with the arm blades

In case it wasn't obvious yet, yeah the automatons are typically stun based, with the exception of Jax; who prefers damage overall.

Sunny, Moonie, Martha and Lalu don't fight. They prefer to stay back in the manor instead and just chill. (as the girlies should)

[clockwrkcabaret]

Episode 761: Originally Aired on Mad Wasp Radio, 09.22.24

WARNING! This show is for adults. We drink cocktails, have potty mouths and, at least, one of us was raised by wolves.

The Clockwork Cabaret is a production of Agony Aunt Studios. Featuring that darling DJ Duo, Lady Attercop and Emmett Davenport. Our theme music is made especially for us by Kyle O’Door.

This episode aired on Mad Wasp Radio, 09.22.24.

New episodes air on Mad Wasp Radio on Sundays @ 12pm GMT! Listen at www.madwaspradio.com or via TuneIn radio app!

Playlist:

JILL TRACY – Elegy for a Solitary Year

Hannah Fury – The Necklace of Marie Antoinette

Voltaire – Ex Lover’s Lover

Haroula Rose – Lavender Moon

Bitter Ruin – A Brand New Me

Harlequin Jones – Gutter Tango

Mike Patton – Senza Fine

16 Horsepower – Just Like Birds

Grinderman – Electric Alice

Insomniac Folklore – Piss Poor Song

Humanwine – Script Language

Birdeatsbaby – China Doll

The Scarring Party – Long Legged Daddy

Firewater – The Man on the Burning Tightrope

Rasputina – Sweet Sister Temperance

Vermillion Lies – The Astronomer

Johnny Hollow – People are Strange

Sunday Driver – Black Spider

Arroyo Deathmatch – All of Them Witches

Ghost Number – The Unknown

Tejon Street Corner Thieves – Whiskey

Days N Daze – My Darling Dopamine

Clyde And The Milltailers – Don’t Mind

the Bridge City Sinners – Break the Chain

The Vincent Black Shadow – Never Met Another Woman Like Me

The Wet Spots – We Don’t Wanna Talk About It

Twin Temple – I Know How to Hex You

Richard Cheese – Smack My Bitch Up

Check out this episode!

[dailyjsa]

Golden Age Secret Files and Origins #1

[the-maladjustedjester]

Little Shop of Horrors???? Richard plays Orin (only because Edwin doesn’t want to spend the funds to get a jacket that fits anyone else) BUT final performance there’s a terrible accident and he has to step in and play Audrey??????? The Odyssey equivalent of the wbc is outside the building for HOURS but it brings in so much traffic from curious kids and has the opposite effect??? Standing room only COMPLETELY sold out

[tosahobi-if]

what are some of your fsavorite books or media?

the moment someone asks me this i forget everything i’ve ever read or watched hehfjfj but i’ll just mention some things i’ve enjoyed recently! inland empire, deadpool & wolverine, who’s afraid of gender by judith butler, a fatal thing happened on the way to the forum by emma southon, regeneration through violence by richard slotkin, and harlequin butterfly by toj enjoe. also if we’re counting media i’ve been looping the “i saw the tv glow” soundtrack ^w^