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[frosty-yesman]

based on this suggestions blog.  warning:  these are pretty dark/angry  &  could be triggering to some people.  please be cautious before proceeding!!

‘  all i want in my life is for my friends to be able to touch me suddenly  &  me to not flinch away without meaning to.  when will this stop affecting me?  ’ ‘  all i want is to be soft  &  gentle,  but i’m made out of steel  &  anger.  maybe in another life,  i guess.  ’ ‘  beauty is in the eye of the beholder,  so choose to see beauty in everything.  ’ ‘  burning it all to the ground  &  force them to start again.  they made you lose everything.  now return the favor.  ’ ‘  do i ever even cross your mind or do i do all the thinking of us on my own?  ’ ‘  do you trust me enough?  do you trust me at all?  ’ ‘  don’t you dare abandon me.  ’ ‘  even after all you have done,  i will always want you fighting on my side.  ’ ‘  every time i see you smile i fall in love with your brightness all over again.  ’ ‘  everyone i have ever loved is long gone.  i sing to the sky alone.  ’ ‘  everyone i touch gets hurt,  but i can’t stop.  i touch  &  i touch  &  i touch  &  people get hurt.  why can’t i ever stop?  ’ ‘  everyone says i used to be a hero,  but i can still taste the blood in my mouth  &  still feel bruises blooming because of my fists  &  my eyes are still stretched wide  &  terrified.  ’ ‘  everything i love has been taken from me.  what do i have left to fight for?  ’ ‘  fall in love with someone that makes you feel strong.  ’ ‘  friends are more important than any material object will ever be.  ’ ‘  i am aching to hold you  &  keep you safe,  to be pressed against you so that nothing can harm you.  ’ ‘  i am divine  &  you will bow before me.  ’ ‘  i am fucking divine.  ’ ‘  i am in control  &  i listen to no one.  ’ ‘  i am not a good person.  don’t pretend i am.  ’ ‘  i am not accustomed to love.  this is a learning experience.  ’ ‘  i am not worth saving  &  i am not worth redemption.  let me stay in the dark.  ’ ‘  i am so tired all the time,  all i want to do is rest.  ’ ‘  i am too tired to deal with any of this.  ’ ‘  i bow to no man.  ’ ‘  i broke into sharp pieces when i broke  &  i expect someone else to hurt their hands on my edges just to put me back together.  i’m sorry.  ’ ‘  i can give you your wings back  &  i can show you to fly once more,  if you only believe in me.  ’ ‘  i cannot be saved.  ’ ‘  i can’t ask for help because if i ask for help it hurts people.  i can bear this weight on my own.  i have to.  ’ ‘  i could taste the lies in your mouth every time i kissed you,  but i loved you too much to notice.  ’ ‘  i crave affection in the simplest way.  ’ ‘  i deserve to hurt.  i deserve to bleed.  ’ ‘  i didn’t ask for any of this so don’t you dare blame this on me.  ’ ‘  i don’t care if you say my name like it’s poison or like it’s a prayer,  as long as it leaves your lips.  ’ ‘  i don’t fight for you anymore.  ’ ‘  i don’t want to let go of you.  not now,  not ever.  ’ ‘  i don’t want to talk about it.  i don’t want to remember.  i don’t want to heal.  all i want is for it to go away.  ’ ‘  i don’t want you to touch me.  please don’t touch me,  just go away.  ’ ‘  i feel anger deeper than my bones.  i feel anger in my very soul.  ’ ‘  i feel nothing at all,  except for when i feel everything all at once.  ’ ‘  i have fallen  &  though i may miss the sky,  i belong here now.  ’ ‘  i have fallen from a height your mind cannot even imagine.  ’ ‘  i have no home anymore.  ’ ‘  i remember collapsing in the flames with a sword in my hand  &  then i remember nothing.  ’ ‘  i see beauty in everything,  but especially in you.  ’ ‘  i should never have fallen in love with you.  ’ ‘  i thought for a long time that i was so terrible no one would look at me.  now i know it’s because i shine so bright they are forced to look away.  ’ ‘  i was so caught up in the feeling that i forgot how to breathe.  ’ ‘  i will never amount to anything.  i am a failure in the worst type of way.  ’ ‘  i will tell myself that the burn of my loneliness in my chest completes me  &  maybe someday it will be true.  ’ ‘  if that’s what a hero is i’m glad i’m not one anymore.  ’ ‘  if you ask me to,  i will set the whole world on fire,  my dear.  it’s all for you.  ’ ‘  is it my fault?  it’s my fault.  it’s always my fault.  ’ ‘  it’s not murder if they deserved it,  right?  ’ ‘  i’m drowning in emotions that don’t belong to me,  choking on anger  &  suffocating on sadness.  ’ ‘  i’m in love with everything that hurts me.  ’ ‘  i’m okay.  i’m alright.  this is all in my mind.  ’ ‘  i’m ready to give up everything i’ve ever had if it means someone will love me.  ’ ‘  i’m so cold  &  i can’t stop shaking.  i am not who you think i am.  ’ ‘  i’m so tired all the time  &  i just want to be awake again.  ’ ‘  i’m tired of fighting against the pain of being forgotten.  i just want someone to remember me.  ’ ‘  i’m tired of fighting everything in my life.  just make it stop.  ’ ‘  i’m too tired to care.  blow up,  get angry at me.  i’m sure someday i’ll realize i deserved it.  ’ ‘  jealousy burns within me.  ’ ‘  just let me go in peace for once in my damn life.  ’ ‘  loneliness is a disease  &  it leaves me empty  &  hollow,  like sound goes through my body  &  bounces back.  ’ ‘  made of starlight  &  sunshine,  i shine brighter than they all know.  ’ ‘  my anger is righteous  &  my actions are pure.  ’ ‘  my chest aches  &  my lungs burn.  this sickness comes from the inside.  ’ ‘  my chest hurts  &  all i need is some comfort  &  understanding.  ’ ‘  my chest hurts  &  i ache to go back to the sky.  ’ ‘  my shoulders are aching where wings used to be  &  all i want is for them to stop hurting.  ’ ‘  pull me apart  &  piece me together in your own way.  make me perfect.  ’ ‘  righteous fury throws through my veins  &  if you touch the people i love i will destroy you.  ’ ‘  rise up.  you can’t keep being small when you were made for so much more.  ’ ‘  say my name like it’s the only one that’s ever been on your tongue.  ’ ‘  so much blood has been spilled in my name.  time to make you believe it was in yours.  ’ ‘  so you’ll worry about me when i fall silent,  but not when i scream  &  plead for help?  fuck off.  ’ ‘  sometimes people have to get hurt for me to get what i want.  ’ ‘  stay away from my fucking friends.  stay the fuck away or so help me i will destroy you.  ’ ‘  stop treating me like i’m an idiot.  you aren’t better than me in any way  &  you better remember that.  ’ ‘  the bitter taste of regret is ever present on my tongue.  ’ ‘  the world is spinning far too fast for me to stay on it.  ’ ‘  to love them is my divine right.  ’ ‘  voices whisper from the shadows  &  they fill my mind with thoughts of you.  ’ ‘  what did i to wrong to be so unloved?  ’ ‘  what is the point of power if i’m not supposed to use it?  ’ ‘  who the fuck do you think you are?  ’ ‘  why can’t i ever fucking stop crying?  ’ ‘  with a new year comes new tests  &  triumphs.  let’s try to make the most out of it.  ’ ‘  would it really kill you to be honest for once?  ’ ‘  yes,  i remember my wings breaking  &  being destroyed.  i was powerless to stop it.  ’ ‘  you are not required to love your parents,  or to even like them.  ’ ‘  you can’t hate me more than i hate myself,  but you are more than welcome to try.  ’ ‘  you may say you love me,  but you love only a part of me.  i am too complex for you to ever love my entire being.  ’ ‘  you never fucking cared about me.  don’t fucking lie about it.  not to me.  ’ ‘  you remind me of mint.  fresh,  sharp,  kind of cold,  but in a nice way.  i always knew there was a reason mint was my favorite.  ’ ‘  you shine light in even the darkest parts of me.  you are my sun.  ’ ‘  you should fear me,  but you don’t.  i will be eternally puzzled,  yet grateful.  ’ ‘  you touch me  &  my skin burns  &  it burns for you,  always you.  ’

#(❄️) Let's play a game! // Memes

[frosty-yesman]

fallesto​:

YOU CALL THAT BEGGING? They said it could not be done, that the universe and everything beyond it could not be damaged, but he was proving them all wrong – as always. He had stolen the powers of Mister Mxyzptlk and used them to warp reality to his he saw fit. The powers of the fifth dimension in his hands – he has had endless fun. The world had been changed, it was Jokers World now and everyone is just living within his toy box now. The justice league where now the justice pets, the police where just clowns, everything had been turned upside down – and yet still it was not enough, he had barely even scratched the surface of what he can do.

“You call that begging?” The clown sat on his throne, his golden crown on his head, his crimson robes draped over his shoulders – a ridicules length as it wrapped around the entire room, his babe in waiting sitting at his side and his court of freaks – the villains and heroes that didn’t get on his nerves, giving a power boost and a place in his court of mayhem. “Lex show him how to beg.” He pointed at Lex Luthor – forced to dress as a clown and be the courts jester as Lex just remained where he was, a sigh escaping him.

“A bad example.” He snapped his fingers as Lex would burst into flames, running around the throne room as Harley moved, grabbing a fire extinguisher to try and out him out as she pressed the handle down and more fire came out – as Lex just dropped to the ground and was nothing more than a pile of ash. “Yikes – clean that up.” He only watched as the rest of the goons did what they were commanded as his eyes turned and lingered down at Frost.

“Speak up, I cannot hear you from all the way down there.” He leaned that much more forward as he looked down at Frost – no more death, no more dying, no more fun? But why – killing people and bringing them back was the only entertainment he had and he had failed to break Batman, so he needed to test some new methods on the stooges he had left, everyone else – he had snapped out of reality – it was better to do what he wanted than to cross him – so far he has been playing – nice with everyone here.

“I ain’t beggin’...” Jonny started off, looking up at Joker in his fearsome throne, it had made him sick at first, Mxyzptlk had fucked them over, royally if he might have thought about being funny. “I didn’t think I’d ever need to beg from ya J. You know me.” He said, rubbing the back of his head, it was reflex now more than anything. Sheepish, stupid Jonny was no more a threat than a fly, just how J always liked him. “I jus’, I didn’t want ta feel it no more, that’s all.” 

It wasn’t, but there was no cake and eating it too situation with Joker, if he was destined to die over and over, if that was his new shit-kicking role, he just wanted the pain to go away. Even if the pain stayed, but he forgot every time, there was only so many times a man could remember the pain of dying over and over, it wasn’t something he was forgetting any time soon. 

“I’m happy for ya J, gettin’ everything you ever wanted, ya deserve it, you know? Emperor of the whole universe.” Jonny rambled, it was hard to keep track now of everything, sometimes his mouth just started rambling before his brain could keep up with it, but that was bound to happen after a few hard cracks, bullets, fish nibbles. He hadn’t even realised Lex was gone and dead besides him, it happened a lot nowadays. Odds probably already set out if he’d be back tomorrow or not. If you were lucky enough, Joker forgot about you and let you stay dead, Jonny was yet to be lucky. 

#fallesto #ᴠ.ᴍᴀɪɴ

[frosty-yesman]

@fallesto from here.

Lies. Lies. Lies. He never got what he wanted, Jonny was nothing more than a toy in Joker's dollhouse, but he had the world at his fingertips. Jonny remembered, every death another picture of screaming agony. Begging would rarely ever get to Joker, he reveled in it, but there was an extra layer of cruelty when he would soothe and tell him that it would be alright, that he would bring him back.

There was no shining light at the end of the road, no peaceful place to rest. The moment his eyes closed and his body stopped feeling the pain, he was right back where he started, where he was standing now. He was so very tired. His body was healed every day, but his mind, he could remember every scorching blister, every bite, bullet, stab wound, concussion. Etched into his memory permanently forcing him to see himself in a million different ways as he felt his body locking up into another panic attack.

He was the fake now. Jonny Frost died days-years-months(?) ago. He couldn't remember, he didn't want to remember, the count was too high and too bloody. "J.." He didn't even know what he would want him to say at this point, what could he ask for? He didn't want anything anymore, he held no desire but the end, but that wasn't coming any time soon.

"No more pain... Please."

#fallesto #ᴠ.ᴍᴀɪɴ

[frosty-yesman]

I’m…. Still around, I’m so very sorry, I will get back to everyone ASAP work has been so very crazy. Please feel free to reach out for my discord I am very active over there for plotting/small rp interactions if you like! Just be sure to remind me of your blog if you add :)

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[frosty-yesman]

* VIOLENT ACTION STARTERS Send me a NUMBER for your muse to : 

001. — Backhand my muse. 002. — Stab my muse.  003. — Put out a cigarette on my muse’s skin. 004. — Hit my muse with a blunt object.  005. — Throw something large at my muse.  006. — Kick my muse. 007. — Punch my muse. 008. — Break one of my muse’s bones. 009. — Scratch my muse. 010. — Headbutt my muse. 011. — Shoot my muse. 012. — Knock my muse out. 013. — Strangle my muse. 014. — Push my muse roughly. 015. — Grab my muse by the hair. 016. — Bruise my muse. 017. — Threathen my muse with an object of harm.  018. — Go to harm my muse’s eyes. 019. — Bite my muse. 020. — Tear away parts of my muse’s skin. 021. — Force my muse’s head under water. 022. — Throw something scalding at my muse. 023. — Burn my muse. 024. — Step on my muse’s fingers. 025. — Rip one of my muse’s teeth out. 026. — Slash my muse’s achilles tendon ( s ). 027. — Clothesline my muse. 028. — Harm my muse enough for them to cough up blood.  029. — Drive into my muse with a vehicle. 030. — Electrocute my muse. 031. — Slam my muse against a wall. 032. — Force my muse’s arm behind their back. 033. — Kick my muse’s crotch. 034. — Trip my muse. 035. — Put my muse in a headlock. 036. — Break my muse’s nose. 037. — Force their fingers down my muse’s throat. 038. — Crack my muse’s head against a wall. 039. — Attempt to kill my muse. 040. — Attempt to kill my muse creatively.

#(❄️) Let's play a game! // Memes #(ᴛᴡ)ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ

[frosty-yesman]

“Always ready to spoil you, princess.” 

“ Looking for ways to spoil this riddling genius ? ”

#(❄️) ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝕗𝕦𝕟𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝 𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕪𝕠𝕟 𝕓𝕠𝕩 // 𝕀𝕟 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣 #(❄️) 𝔻𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕤𝕖𝕖? // 𝔻𝕒𝕤𝕙 ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕪

[frosty-yesman]

🤍 Love train! Send this to all the people who deserve love! don't forget to spread the love! 🤍

@kiillerthighs Thank you so much!! It means a lot to me and right back at you! xxx

#kiillerthighs #(❄️)𝕋𝕒𝕤𝕜 ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕕 // 𝔸𝕟𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 #<3

[frosty-yesman]

* VIOLENT ACTION STARTERS Send me a NUMBER for your muse to : 

001. — Backhand my muse. 002. — Stab my muse.  003. — Put out a cigarette on my muse’s skin. 004. — Hit my muse with a blunt object.  005. — Throw something large at my muse.  006. — Kick my muse. 007. — Punch my muse. 008. — Break one of my muse’s bones. 009. — Scratch my muse. 010. — Headbutt my muse. 011. — Shoot my muse. 012. — Knock my muse out. 013. — Strangle my muse. 014. — Push my muse roughly. 015. — Grab my muse by the hair. 016. — Bruise my muse. 017. — Threathen my muse with an object of harm.  018. — Go to harm my muse’s eyes. 019. — Bite my muse. 020. — Tear away parts of my muse’s skin. 021. — Force my muse’s head under water. 022. — Throw something scalding at my muse. 023. — Burn my muse. 024. — Step on my muse’s fingers. 025. — Rip one of my muse’s teeth out. 026. — Slash my muse’s achilles tendon ( s ). 027. — Clothesline my muse. 028. — Harm my muse enough for them to cough up blood.  029. — Drive into my muse with a vehicle. 030. — Electrocute my muse. 031. — Slam my muse against a wall. 032. — Force my muse’s arm behind their back. 033. — Kick my muse’s crotch. 034. — Trip my muse. 035. — Put my muse in a headlock. 036. — Break my muse’s nose. 037. — Force their fingers down my muse’s throat. 038. — Crack my muse’s head against a wall. 039. — Attempt to kill my muse. 040. — Attempt to kill my muse creatively.

[frosty-yesman]

🤍 Love train! Send this to all the people who deserve love! don't forget to spread the love! 🤍

@fallesto Thank you lovely! It means the world!!

#(❄️) 𝔽𝕖𝕝𝕥 ℂ𝕦𝕥𝕖; 𝕄𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝔻𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣 // 𝕆𝕆ℂ #(❄️)𝕋𝕒𝕤𝕜 ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕕 // 𝔸𝕟𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕

[frosty-yesman]

STARTER CALL

Like for a starter from everyone's favourite hype man.

#Specify muse if you'd like a specific starter #starter call

[frosty-yesman]

I’m going to put up starter calls on all my blogs over the next couple of days, we finally got our freedom day confirmed, and I start going back to work from next week so my time on here will probably be halved, but I’m so excited to be getting out of this what will have been an almost 17 week lockdown! I haven’t been out of my apartment unless it was to get groceries but even then we had them delivered for the most part. I’m so excited to see friends and family and even go to work omg xD But I’ll still be around! and still very keen to do things!!! Okay, excited rants over.

#(❄️) 𝔽𝕖𝕝𝕥 ℂ𝕦𝕥𝕖; 𝕄𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝔻𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣 // 𝕆𝕆ℂ

[frosty-yesman]

HOW PURE ARE YOU?

@brokentoys

I think you're right, this thing is broken!

#brokentoys #(❄️) 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕟'𝕤 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕛𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕤! // ℂ𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕜

[frosty-yesman]

#(❄️) ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝕗𝕦𝕟𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝 𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕪𝕠𝕟 𝕓𝕠𝕩 // 𝕀𝕟 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣

[frosty-yesman]

“Not really Harps.” Jonny said with a deep chuckle. He’d been on the inside for a while now, a sort of working vacation as he slept and ate on the good taxpayers dime. It was a little recruiting spree, Arkham was the best place to be making deals and finding the right kind of unstable to come back and work for Joker. “I’m still having a little bit of an issue with the fact that they’ve diagnosed me with something that doesn’t exist, and given me medication that I don’t need.”

What a laugh! He wasn’t some psychotic maniac, he simply enjoyed what he did and was good at it. “Besides, can’t I just come and visit my favourite person in Arkham.” He flirted shamelessly, leaning back on his chair as he rocked slightly. “Out of all the handsome fellas out there you decided to come and see me.” Jonny teased, leaning in as he fell forwards in the rocking chair. “Come on, I’ll tell you lots of fun things if you get me the fun kind of pills.” He grinned wickedly. 

@frosty-yesman​ sent:  ❛ i  have  ideas !   most  of  them  are  illegal. ❜

     “Now, Mr. Frost, you know that I cannot condone illegal activity.” Harper began as she tapped a nail on her clipboard. “But- whatever you tell me will stay between us.” she said casually. Of course she was supposed to report anything an inmate says that was too off the walls, but Harper couldn’t care enough about the facility itself to file a report. Most of the time, they were false claims and ideas that would never be fulfilled as long as they are behind bars, but the likelihood of them escaping were slim without some sort of inside assistance. Or at least she believed. She offered him a smile, hazel eyes fixated on the man before her as she stood in her place. 

     “How about this. We can do a trade. I’ll listen to your ideas only if you agree to take your medication for me.” she suggested. Jonny hadn’t been as problematic for her as other inmates, in fact, he was one of her favorites. The man always had interesting stories to tell and she always had an ear to listen. How fun his life must be outside of these walls. “Sound fair?” Of course she’d listen to whatever he had to say anyways, but she wouldn’t tell him that. 

#blindingempathy

[frosty-yesman]

𝖂𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖏𝖔𝖎𝖓 𝖚𝖘 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖆 𝖇𝖎𝖙𝖊?

21+ ɪɴᴅɪᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴇᴍɪ-ꜱᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴍᴜꜱᴇ ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴅᴄ'ꜱ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ 43 ᴀɴᴅ -43 ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ. ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴜʟᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʙɪᴏꜱ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪɴɢ. ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ, ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ɴᴏᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙʟᴏɢ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ. ᴀʟʟ ᴍᴜꜱᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɢᴇ ᴏꜰ 18.

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Jason Todd

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#Have I mentioned how much I hate myself? #New blog in time for spooky season #(❄️) 𝔽𝕖𝕝𝕥 ℂ𝕦𝕥𝕖; 𝕄𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝔻𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣 // 𝕆𝕆ℂ

[frosty-yesman]

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“Save yourself the time. My answer isn’t changing. I don’t give a shit how much the clown is willing to pay me. I only kill when I want to. Is that fucking clear, Frost?” It wasn’t a suprise to Fletxher that one of his only friends was trying to convince him into. It made complete sense. His family had done something similar so why shouldn’t his friends. It was how his life was. But he didn’t respect it. It really was times like this that made him hate what he was. Well hate it more than he already did. “How’ve i been keeping?” He scoffed. There was only one answer to that he held up his freshly bandaged hand with a laugh. “Same old. Stole some more booze from work. And got in a fight and banned from new bar. Should have seen the other guy though. His face looked like shit.” He placed the bottle on the messy coffee table. He wasn’t going to bother to clean up. After all he didn’t really care what the place looked like. “I’m terms of what I got, some whiskey, some vodka, some rum. And not the like cheap shit either. Fancy stuff. And beer. And of course the go to favourite. Weed in its many forms.” He moved about his apartment grabbing two mugs and the other bottles of drink he’d mentioned, all of which he placed on the coffee table. “And well if you’re fancying it after a few maybe a quick fuck or blowjob.” He said with a wink.

“You know it’s not all murder and chaos, I do need an assistant for the club, and it would be lovely looking at that ass all day.” He smirked, coming through the familiar home, coming to sit himself on the couch, stretching out perfectly comfortable as he regarded the hand with a laugh. “Oh I don’t doubt it, I’m sure they were very sorry by the end.” He said with a small tut. 

He leaned in, not shy in helping himself as he poured some vodka into his mug. “Dark spirits for the night time only, I need to function the rest of the day.” He laughed as though a little indulgence would do anything to impede his work at this point. “And how dare you, there’s nothing quick about me.” He teased. He enjoyed their little game, no obligations, no emotion, just cathartic release. It was easier this way, no need to bother with attachments, Jonny only called his friends friends out of courtesy, his only loyalty was to his employer, and he’d sooner shot the lot of them then stick up in front of a mad clown. 

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[frosty-yesman]

magical-boy-toys​:

“No man eating plants here. I love the environment and all that. But that doesn’t mean I believe we should kill people for it.” Puck did believe people were killing the earth. But he also didn’t agree with how poison ivy went around with it. Puck wouldn’t even hurt a fly, let alone a person. “Yes I’m still upset with you. Doesn’t take a genius to figure out thar is why I’m ignoring your calls.” Puck laughed with a roll of his eyes. He could hold a grudge for a long time. He was stubborn when it came to it and that was something that was never going to change about him. But he wasn’t just stubborn, Puck was easily jealous which wasn’t a good combination with his stubbornness. He crossed his arms trying to look somewhat intimidating. “I saw you out with another person on the day we agreed to meet. You looked liked you’d move on and we’re phoning to call it all off for good.”

“I’m always out with people dear, it’s the very definition of my job.” Jonny sighed, the same argument over and over. He adored little Puck, how jealous he could be, how he could become a right little monster, all the things Jonny adored in a partner. However, there was often the topic of commitment and monogamy. Jonny just didn’t have it in him, his lifestyle, his feelings (or lack thereof) all accumulated in him being an awful partner. 

Of course he could have periods of desire so strong that only Puck could satisfy, his adorable little face, how innocent he looked, doing his very best to hide that little envious monster inside of him. Each time Jonny thought he could push him a little more, but he’d do something, forget a dinner, or court another's favor, and Puck would be at him again, telling him it was off. There was little doubt in what time of the cycle it was for Jonny. “I never said I wanted it to end.” He reminded Puck, that had been him. 

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