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circusgoth-dotcom · 10 months

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An Uninvited Guest

Ship: The Joker x Hannibal "Bill" Feather (Civilian AU)

Word Count: 1740

Summary: I finally got motivated to write some good ol' J/Keaton! AU flavoured, too! The first part is inspired by a short fic I read ages ago on W.att.pad (I think, though it could've also been De.viantAr.t now that I think about it, I didn't really have a go-to fic-reading website back in the day, I just read whatever links came up on Google lmao) about Joker's attention being captured by someone completely mundane, which obviously he finds very strange. The rest of it is a scenario I've thought about/attempted to write before and just hadn't quite gotten the latch on it until now: An injured Joker appears in my s/i's home, and instead of freaking out (Ok, he's freaking out a little bit) he opts to help Joker by cleaning and patching up his wounds as best he can. CWs for brief descriptions of glass-related injuries and blood, brief food mention. Ask to add further warnings as I feel like there could be more but I'm not sure.

Tag List: @canongf @knightfallships @futurewife

One evening, as The Joker was taking a joyride around Gotham, he happened to turn his purple sports car down an alleyway. Creeping down the shadowy road, he soon came to a complete stop, distracted by something... or rather, someone. It seemed entirely trivial for this person to have caught Joker’s eye, and yet he couldn’t help but watch as a pale figure in baggy clothing fumbled with their keys, hoisting two bags of groceries with their opposite arm. For a moment, he was astonished that they had not glanced over their shoulder and observed his vehicle yet.

He heard them groan as they dropped the set of keys, setting the bags on the asphalt before stooping and fishing them back into their hand. At that moment, Joker shook himself out of his trance and grinned widely as he revved his engine, his headlights blinking to life, relishing in the way the civilian startled at the sudden noise. He sped out of the alley, cackling as the civilian pressed themselves against the wall of their building, narrowly avoiding being clipped by the car's side mirror. Still, when The Joker returned to his hideout, their face flashed in his memory. It was frankly a bit annoying, the longest he had ever considered a civilian was typically in the moments leading to their death or how they could be of use to his schemes. Why in Batman’s name did a person returning home from an errand strike him so fervently?

It was a stormy night in Gotham, a not-at-all-uncommon occurrence, when Bill awoke to the distinct sound of a smashed window. It jolted him out of a heavy sleep and prompted him to grab a flashlight and an unused handgun.

“That better have been a fucking neighbour’s, I have to be up at six tomorrow...”Bill grumbled to himself as he cautiously padded into the hallway and onto his staircase. Shining his flashlight through the railing, his heartbeat thundered in his ears as his eyes adjusted to the scene. His front window, facing the street, was indeed smashed. More concerningly, a figure lay on the floor underneath it in a heap. For a moment, all he could do was stand and stare, all parts of him frozen except for the hammering in his chest. A clap of thunder sprung him into action, sending him back up the stairs to retrieve a first aid kit from his bathroom before returning to the bottom floor of his apartment.

“Hey, are you alright??” Bill called as he approached, shoving his firearm in the waistband of his sleep pants. He slowed as he got close enough to make out the person’s features... green hair and a sharp purple suit... his stomach dropped with recognition, then leapt into his throat as the figure groaned, pushing itself up to observe him. The Joker stared blearily ahead, barely acknowledging the glass sticking out of his snow-white skin. He had jumped the curb and had been sent flying out of his convertible and through someone’s window. Clearly, the owner of the window was staring down at him now, struck with fear. Still, he was too dazed to even quip at them...

“What the Hell am I doing?” Bill hissed to himself as his body moved of its own accord. He moved forward and wrapped his arms under the criminal’s armpits before dragging him around to his couch, hoisting his wiry frame onto the thick cushions. Turning on the nearest lamp, he flinched at the shift in lighting and opened the first aid kit, taking out a pair of tweezers, a small bag of cotton balls, and a bottle of disinfectant. Biting his lip, he observed his unlikely patient. The Joker’s eyes rolled and flicked unpredictably under his fluttering, blue eyelids, his nostrils flaring...

“Are you with me?” Bill snapped his fingers over the clown’s face, earning him another grunt. “Good enough. I’m going to take the glass out of your skin, now. Though compared to the punches you take from Batman, this must just feel like a few quick pokes, eh?”

The Joker made another sound and Bill was sure it was some subconscious, feeble attempt at a chuckle. Taking a deep breath, he set to the unfamiliar task, tweezing away the shard of glass- most of which was embedded in the clown’s face, treating the bleeding holes with antiseptic, and covering them with little, round, Loony Tunes-themed bandages. While his hair still stood on end, it was at least comforting that the clown seemed completely out of it from the force at which he had crashed into his living room. He had to wonder if he had broken or at least sprained anything, other than the glass.

Brushing glass off of the clown’s coat, the final piece Bill removed was in his hand, forcing him to take off the man’s gloves, setting them aside on the floor. As he worked, he marvelled at how oddly soft Joker’s hands were, though he supposed it had to be because he wore those gloves all the time. He was pretty sure the man didn’t have fingerprints, so then he had to wonder why he wore the gloves at all, besides the fact he obviously didn’t care much for hiding himself, either.

Stepping back and looking down as the clown twitched in a state somewhere between consciousness and unconsciousness, he supposed all he could do was wait and let things unfold once Joker came to. He suddenly felt sick. The Clown Prince of Crime was laying, injured, in his living room. Of all the crazy shit he dealt with in Gotham, why oh why did the universe send him this?! For all he knew, the next few hours could be his last. He slipped into the kitchen and poured himself a shot of something strong, chucking it back and groaning in disgust. The digital clock on his oven read 2:06am. Pulling himself together, Bill set back toward his bedroom, throwing a final glance over his shoulder at the criminal on his couch before ascending the stairs.

At five-thirty, Bill jolted awake, though not due to anything obvious. He blinked rapidly, staring up at the ceiling. He could still hear the rain, though it sounded much lighter than it had been. Wiping his hands over his face, his heart skipped a beat as he remembered what might be waiting for him downstairs. Knowing he had to get up soon anyway, he swung himself out of bed and went into his bathroom, splashing water on his face in an attempt to “sober up” before facing his possible demise.

“Y’know what. I didn’t want to go to work today, anyway, so what’s the big fuckin’ deal?” He murmured to himself as he went back downstairs. His breath caught in his throat as he reached the landing, causing him to cough in surprise. The Joker had disappeared. He almost cried out in relief... before he heard his fridge open. Oh, holy mother of shit.

Anxiously, he inched toward his kitchen... feet away, The Joker stood in front of his fridge, handling his chocolate milk jug. He watched as he gave it a groggy swirl before unscrewing the cap and lifting it to his cherry lips. Sudden outrage completely overtook Bill’s sense of self-preservation.

“Shit, you really are evil!”

Briefly choking and clearly caught off guard, the jug was swiftly pulled away from Joker’s lips as he stared in Bill’s direction. Deliberately, he replaced the cap and wiped his lips with the back of his hand, replacing his expression with a blood-curdling grin.

“Ehhh, what’s up, doc?” He sneered, performing an impression of Bugs Bunny and touching one of his new bandaids that depicted the character. He placed the jug back in the fridge and closed it, suddenly appearing in front of Bill as if he had taken one giant step between the kitchen and the living room, towering over him. “You’re a curious one, aren’t you?”

Bill shrunk away, oddly enough feeling a blush creep into his face. Still, he spoke with daring, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Joker chuckled. “Well, my dear, it means you could’ve hauled me back into the street after I so unceremoniously barged in... but you didn’t. In fact, you plunked me down on your couch, but you didn’t just stop there, no, you patched me up. Any other citizen would’ve called 911 or at least busted their ass over to a motel... hoo-hoo, much like when you see a spider! Burn the house down! Forfeit all your mortal possessions to the bug with too many legs!” Slapping his knee, the clown let out a full-blown cackle. “But not you, oh no, not you! In fact, that must’ve been why you caught my eye, you seemed so perfectly mundane that I subconsciously knew there was something special about you.”

Joker’s crystal-blue eyes sparkled madly as he gave Bill a far-too-interested stare.

“You’ve been stalking me?” Bill forced out, covering a gulp of fear.

“No, silly! Don’t you remember? You must’ve been coming home from the grocery store and I happened to be driving through your alley... I gave you a good scare while you were fumbling with your keys.”

The evening vaguely came back to him. “Yeah, and you damn near knocked me out with your side mirror!”

Joker laughed again and pinched Bill’s cheek. “Precisely.~ Ohwhh, lookit you...” He began cooing as Bill’s blush worsened at the touch. “I want to know more, dollface. What’s your story? Or at least, your name.”

With that Joker plopped himself down on the couch, resting his leg on his knee expectantly as Bill whipped around to face him. He puffed out his chest... “A-and if I-I don’t?” And stuttered, swearing under his breath.

“Darling, just because you’re interesting doesn’t mean you’ll entertain me for long. I could always use you to get Batman’s attention instead.” A very real danger suddenly weighed upon the room, much more apparent than before. “Sit.”

Bill swallowed again and sat on the far end of the couch. “My name’s Hannibal Feather, but eh, everyone calls me Bill.”

Joker offered the hand Bill had bandaged with another sickening grin. “A pleasure to officially make your acquaintance, Bill.”

He hesitated for a moment, then shook Joker’s hand. He knew by doing this he had sealed his fate. This would not be the last time he spoke to this terrifying man.

#q'd #self shipping #self shipping community #self ship au #self insert #self insert x canon #self x canon #self insert oc #oc x canon #circus scripts #🃏A Joker and His Ace🃏#🌆🪴.s/i [Civilian AU]

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the-jokers-husband · 8 months

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Some Batman oc outfits/progression of their style throughout their story

Outfit 1: Standard undergarments, pre-Joker

Outfit 2: Pre-Joker and before Carmine disowned them

Outfit 3: Post-Ace Chemicals incident

Outfit 4: Standard Joker "sidekick" fit

Bonus: Alternative glasses for outfit 4

#my art #batman oc #dc oc #🃏A Joker And His Ace🃏#🤡👔.CLOWN_SUIT #🤡🗯️.LAUGH_CLOWN_LAUGH #🖼️.JOKER_WAS_HERE #late af posting

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painted-piggy-ships-archive · 1 year

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This blog doesn't really get asks anymore but ig it wouldn't hurt to say which of my f/os would be happy to answer them for F/ovember if I did;

Jack Torrance (The Shining) - ☕️🪓 - Romantic (Engaged)

Wade Wilson/Deadpool (Marvel)- 🔫💀 - Romantic (Married)

Chucky (Child's Play) - 🌈🔪 - Romantic (Married)

The Joker (Batman) - 💜🃏 - Romantic (Married)

Ash Williams (Evil Dead) - 📖🧟‍♂️ - Romantic (Dating)

Norman Bates (Psycho) - 🛎🐦 - Romantic (Dating)

Dr. Frank-n-Furter (Rocky Horror Picture Show) - 🛸👠 - Romantic (Dating)

Hellboy (Hellboy) - 👊🔥 - Romantic (Dating)

Drayton, The Twins (Nubbins/Chop-Top), Bubba (The Texas Chain Saw Massacre) - 🥩☀️ - Familial (Cousins)

Prince Charming (Shrek) - 👑✨️ - Familial (Adopted Brothers)

Oj Haywood (Nope) - 🍊🐴 - Platonic

Wallace Wells (Scott Pilgrim) - 🍸🏳️‍🌈 - Platonic

#q'd #self shipping #self shipping community #f/ovember #piggy oinks #💣bulletproof boys💣#🪓darling light of my life🪓#🍖sawyer family shenanigans🍖#👑charming siblings👑#🍊🐴#🍸tequila!🍸#🌈foul mouthed little fucker🌈#🃏a joker and his ace🃏#platonic f/os #familial f/os

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mcytgendergiver · 4 months

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a clownpierce (perhaps specifically lifesteal flavored) gendie... pretty pleases....

Clownstealic

Clownstealic: A gender relating to Clownpierce from LifeSteal SMP! Could stim off his aesthetic or his overall vibe! This gender may feel silly, deadly, like a trickster, or may be connected to clowns, casinos and/or jesters!

ClownPierce themed pronouns!

Jester/Jesterself

Clown/Clownself

Joker/Jokerself

Ace/Aceself

King/Kingself

Queen/Queenself

Jack/Jackself

Diamond/Diamondself

Heart/Heartself

Club/Clubself

Spade/Spadeself

Death/Deathself

Deadly/Deadlyself

Cash/Cashself

Merchant/Merchantself

Merch/Merchants/Merchantself

Casino/Casinoself

♦️/♦️self

♥️/♥️self

♣️/♣️self

♠️/♠️self

🃏/🃏self

🎭/🎭self

🎰/🎰self

💰/💰self

👺/👺self

-Mod Eye

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spideysirens · 10 months

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My Joker Lore 🃏

Most of this was already established when I started this AU last year but I decided to make some designs changes and tell the story again

Part 1: Gaggy

(Drawing from last year, reposting because these designs are mostly unchanged)

The Original Joker was one of Gotham's most feared gangsters, his clown persona was simply a theme he and his goons liked to put on in order to differentiate from other Gangs, like Penguin's or Black Mask's.

Gaggy was his right hand man, he took pleasure to deal with the Joker's dirty work and would always torture his captured enemies. One night while doing an operation inside the Ace Chemicals factory, Gaggy cornered Joker and told him how he could be so much more. The Joker did everything that he did for money, Gaggy thought that he could bring something different for this city.

Gaggy wanted to commit crimes to cause chaos, he said he could be the Joker that Gotham deserved. Joker screamed how no one would follow a freak like Gaggy, the gang was loyal to him.

Gaggy shot the Joker, who fell in a chemical pool under them. Gaggy recovered the body and was surprised to see that the substance bleached his dead boss's skin white like a ghost. "They are only loyal to me" he had said minutes earlier. They will continue to be loyal to the Joker. Gaggy cut the Joker's face off and strapped to his own, wearing it like a smiling mask.

Part 2: The New Joker

After the New Joker took over, the gang members that rejected him were executed in front of all the others, who were too scared to leave. His madness attracted new goons to the gang, the more violent kind that, just like the Joker, wanted to commit crimes not for money but for sadistic impulses. They took over the Ace Chemicals Factory as the new Joker base.

After months of chaos, the Batman finally arrested the Joker. He was sent to the Arkham Asylum and his "mask", which he kept preserved all these months, was discarded.

The Joker became obsessed with getting a new mask, he wanted his outside to look like the clown he felt inside. During his stay at the Asylum he was usually seen with a mask made of paper taped to his face, with a big smile drawn in the front.

After scaring off and harming many Arkham doctors, the Joker was left to the care of the new psychiatrist, Dr. Quinzel. Joker realized that Dr. Quinzel had a chaotic side that he hid deep down, just like he used to.

Harley Quinzel became the only Arkham employee the Joker would talk to. After months, Harley became convinced that Joker could help him become who he truly was, and that he wasn't that bad after all, he just saw things in a different way.

Harley "accidentally" let Joker escape, and while he was causing mayhem in the Asylum, Harley had one mission: get the Joker a new mask.

While all the guards were in the courtyard, Harley went down to the morgue. He got a sample of the same substance that bleached the old Joker's face, he would use it in a corpse and cut out a new mask to his beloved Joker. Before he could start, a coworker entered the room and saw Harley holding a scalpel and about to cut off a corpse's face. Harley threw the chemicals at him and cut his throat. It's not like he planned but he thought the Joker would appreciate the mask a lot more now.

The Joker escaped and met Harley outside of the Asylum, but getting a new mask wasn't enough to prove his loyalty. The Joker made Harley jump on those same chemicals at the Ace Chemicals Factory. It was painful but Harley survived, his skin and hair were bleached white and his eyes became red.

Part 3: Clown Prince of Crime

Harlequin became the Joker's right hand man, his agility as a former gymast were extremely useful.

After a while, Joker started to become paranoid about Harley. He was to him what he was to the Old Joker. What if Harley decided to betray him just like he did? Joker did not feel anything romantic for Harley, he was simply useful, but Harley's love for the clown was the only thing that made him sure he wouldn't be betrayed, so he had to keep Harley believing that he loved him back.

One day, one of the Joker's plans went wrong and a explosion from his own bombs burned him. He laughed maniacally while the fire burned his mask and destroyed his face, but after Harley put the fire down and took him back to the base he became weak and wasn't seen for weeks.

The explosion burned off his lips. "It's like you're smiling all the time!" said Harley, but a smile doesn't mean nothing if you're smiling all the time. The other gang members began to suspect that Joker was dying, and he became paranoid that Harley was trying to take his place.

Harlequin spent the day on a mission to get Clay Face's "magical lotion" that would be able to cure Joker's face and maybe bring his hopes up. As soon as he got home, Joker shot him before he could say anything. He fell through the window and supposedly died.

Joker might have been physically weak at that point, but he was crazier than ever, his new plan would make sure no one in Gotham would defy him.

He kidnapped Robin, bleached his skin and cut off his brand new mask. Only after that he put an end to the young man's misery. Now wearing the face of Batman's sidekick, everyone in Gotham knew he shouldn't be messed with.

What he doesn't know, is that his actions to keep his position will ultimately bring his dowfall, as both Harley and the Robin will return one day to seek revenge against the Clown Prince of Crime.

#the joker #joker #joker au #batman #batman au #bentoverse #harley quinn #harley quinn au #harley quinn gendebend #alternative universe #character lore #au

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pines-ghosts · 1 year

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Me da pena admitirlo pero no capte la referencia del tatuaje de naipes de Timmy, me explicar por fis a que hacen alusión 👉👈

Pd: Amo tu estilo de dibujo, Timmy se ve mega bien en tu estilo, sobretodo sus ojos. Aquí se refleja la temática que leo en los fanfic sobre que los comparan con el cielo despejado 😍

ESP | ENG

No te preocupes 🤍 la verdad fue un tatuaje que se me ocurrió al momento d dibujar a Timmy, sin pensar tanto en el significado 🪄 | Don't worry 🤍 the truth is that is was a tattoo that occurred to me when I drew Timmy, without thinking so much about the meaning 🪄

Sin embargo, se puede interpretar de la siguiente manera: el Joker es como Timmy se ve a si mismo; es un bufón que está para divertir a los demás, pero además, simboliza la dualidad de una persona, ya que, si bien tiene ese lado juguetón, también existe dentro de sí mismo un lado oculto que busca el beneficio en los demás sin que se den cuenta. Timmy se da cuenta que no es 100 sincero con la gente que lo rodea, ni con el mismo, siente que algo falta 🧩 🪄 🃏 | However, it can be interpreted as follows: the Joker is how Timmy sees himself; he is a jester who is to amuse others, but in addition, it’s symbolises the duality of a person, since, although he has that playful side, there is also within himself a hidden side that seeks benefit in others without them realising it. Timmy in some way knows that he is not 100% sincere with the people around him, nor with himself, he feels that something is missing 🧩🪄🃏

El as en cambio, significa el éxito, Timmy lo tiene como una suerte de amuleto, ya que siempre tendrá “un As bajo la manga”.🪄 ♠️ | The ace on the other hand, means success, Timmy has it as a kind of amulet, since he will always have "an Ace up his sleeve" 🪄♠️

Aaaahhhh muchas graciasssss 🤍🤍😭😭 siempre me alegra saber que les gustan mis dibujossss 😭😭 | 🤍🤍🤍 Aaaahhhh thank you very much 🤍🤍😭😭 I'm always happy to know that you guys like my drawings 😭😭

#timmy turner #ask #nicktoons unite #fop #fairly oddparents

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burningartwork · 1 year

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Judgement REVERSED

🃏 You can find the Upright card here

So as I mentioned, I'll be re-starting the designs for the Minor Arcana this year. A few changes will be coming to the Aces I posted last year (and I will edit their original posts with the newer versions so please delete the old ones if possible.) which will mainly involved color changes that will run through each suit.

And with Sae, we now have 4 Reverse cards: Justice, Faith, Hermit & Judgement.

I'm not 100% sure if I want to keep the chips & cards floating around but it does add to the chaotic vibe of the card. Like Joker is being pressured to make a decision in his game & is stressed out about it. He doesn't look like he has good cards though so he might have to make a hasty decision.

The cards on the lower bottom left, refer to the gates that stop you at the end of the maze game in Sae's palace & who could forget the running around we had to do for that dice game. The burnt flag signals the defeat of a holy battle

🃏 REVERSE meaning: Exile, Loneliness, Misfit, Sadness, withdrawing from loved ones.

🌟 Major Arcana Here

🃏 Suits for Minor Arcana:

Cups (Ace; The rest of the suit in post)

Wands (Ace; The rest of the suit in post)

Pentacles (Ace; The rest of the suit in post)

Swords (Ace; The rest of the suit in post)

🃏 Bonus Cards:

04 - Constellation (Jose)

00R - Faith Reversed

01R - Councillor Reversed

09R - Hermit Reversed

20R - Judgement Reversed

? - Shido - Hunger

#persona #persona5 #digital fanart #persona 5 fanart #sae niijima #tarot #tarot card #tarto card design #reversed #atlus games #atlus #videogames #p5 joker #ren amamiya #akira kusuru

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yuuniee · 1 year

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“Have you heard? Dorm Leader’s not in a good mood. Do you have any ideas on how to cheer him up?”

[Picrew]

— 🃏 —

Name: Oliver Ashford

Japanese: オリバー・アシュフォード (oribaa asshufoodo)

Dorm: Heartslabyul 🌹

Birthday: 18th July

Age: 16

Height: 169 cm

Dominant Hand: Right

Homeland: Land of Pyroxene

Family: Unnamed mother

Voiced by: Megumi Han

Nicknames/Aliases: Monsieur Entertainer (Rook), Clownfish (Floyd)

Grade: Sophomore

Class: 1-E (no. 21)

Club: Movie Appreciation Club

Best Subject: Flying

Hobby: Writing jokes

Pet Peeves: Sad faces

Favorite Food: Bread

Least Favorite Food: Watermelon flavored candy

Talent: Juggling

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Appearence: Oliver is a young man with fair skin and blonde hair with the tips of his hair dyed red and it’s usually braided. He wears a classes and has a tear mark on his left cheek. In his school uniform, he seems to wear his tie a bit loose and his vest is half buttoned. His pants are reaching to his ankles and he has them folded almost all the time. He wears a pair of burgundy sneakers under them. In his dorm uniform, he seems to wear his dorm uniform the same as other Heartslabyul students. The only difference is, however, the card on his jacket is the joker card rather than the usual cards.

Personality: At first, he seems to be a little airheaded and cannot stop smiling and laughing, especially around Yuu. However, he does show seriousness when Riddle overblots and calls the other students to a safe spot in the garden, saying that he wants other people to be safe.

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Unique Magic: “Jester’s Trick”

Basically, it allows him to change emotions of the people close to him. He mostly uses it to make everyone laugh though!

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Facts:

During “Lost In The Book With Stitch”, it’s revealed that he has two scars on his chest, showing that he has gotten a surgery on his top. He also reveals that he is planning to have a bottom surgery when he turns 18.

Before joining Night Raven College, he was working as a clown in a circus.

His biggest goal is to make everyone in the world laugh.

He uses different colors of hair dye depending on his outfit. For example, he dyed the tips of his hair black to match his costume in Scary Monsters event.

When he is free, he either goes to lay down on the grass and watch the clouds or nap on his desk.

According to Ace and Deuce in his Dorm Uniform story, he tends to come to Riddle every day and try to make him laugh. Even if he gets collared or get yelled at, he still tries the next day. He succeeds for the most of the time though! At the end, he even makes Riddle laugh until his stomach hurts.

— More facts are coming soon!!

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst oc #twisted wonderland oc #disney twst #twst wonderland #ツイステ #heartslabyul #Oliver Ashford #heartslabyul oc

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jedivoodoochile · 6 months

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The Darkness in ‘The Man Who Laughs’: Ed Brubaker's 2005 DC tale "Batman: The Man Who Laughs" reveals a dark past of Arkham Asylum within the Dark Knight's early years of crime fighting and first altercations with the Clown Prince of Crime. Illustrated by Doug Mahnke, David Baron (cover and interiors), and Rob Leigh (interiors), the title and Joker character is inspired by the 1869 novel by Victor Hugo and the 1928 silent film starring Conrad Veidt. The graphic novel re-imagines the Batman and Joker's first encounter and story from 1940’s debut issue of ‘Batman’.

The Joker takes over the television airways, announcing that he will end the life of millionaire Henry Claridge ‪at midnight‬. At that moment, he is accompanied by millionaire socialite Bruce Wayne, who excuses himself and transforms into The Batman. Meeting Commissioner Gordon at Arkham to find clues from the Joker, they are too late to stop Claridge's fate. After Joker has his second victim, Jay W. Wilde, Bruce then disguises himself as a reporter and goes to the Ace Chemical Processing Plant, where he (as Batman) had a confrontation with The Red Hood, who jumped into a vat of chemicals to escape from the Dark Knight. Bruce discovers that a worker had his skin bleached and hair turned green when some acid dripped onto him.

When Joker announces his third and fourth victims are Judge Thomas Lake and Bruce Wayne, the police migrate to both men's houses. Although put under the Joker gas, where he hallucinates the murder of his parents, Bruce recovers thanks to Alfred Pennyworth. He then meets with Gordon, for the Caped Crusader has figured out Joker is going to contaminate Gotham City's water supply. Batman finds and engages in a fight with Joker, defeats him, and has him imprisoned at the newly reopened Arkham Asylum.🦇🃏📚

🖼️: Visually comparing Bill Finger, Bob Kane & Jerry Robinson’s “The Joker” and “The Joker Returns” from April 1940’s Batman #1 and Ed Brubaker, Doug Mahnke and David Baron’s “The Man Who Laughs” from February 2005’s Batman: The Man Who Laughs published by DC.

#batman #the joker

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starry-night-rose · 10 months

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♥️♠️♣️♦️🌹 (and 🃏 if you feel like putting her in lmao) for dear Astrid's dynamics with her dorm mates?

OHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! Time to go absolutely crazy!

Astrid’s relationships with her Heartslabyul Dormmates

♥️ - Astrid and Ace had a rocky first start with one another. Ace wouldn’t stop teasing Astrid when they were both studying in the Heartslabyul dorm and ended up with Ace being hit directly in the face by a book thrown by Astrid! Ace, influenced by Deuce, the housewarden, and just about the entire dorm, ended up apologizing to Astrid and trying to make up for his past behavior! Nowadays, they’re very good friends! Though they do always tease one another, they know that deep down the other cares about them! Ace does tend to call Astrid “freckles” more than her actual name at times though.

♠️ - Compared to Ace, Astrid and Deuce had a nice start with one another! Astrid honestly thought he was an honors student at first due to his mannerisms and his advice. This led to Astrid often turning to Deuce for advice as in her eyes, he’s a perfect honors student! This often causes Deuce to get flustered and give out some advice that an honors student would never give! Astrid never realizing what he said and continues to see him as an honors student, repeat cycle again and again. Other than that, they have a very sweet relationship with one another! Astrid is usually the one to motivate Deuce to get things done and tries to help him with homework!

♣️ - Astrid sees Trey as the father she never had! As Astrid has an....interesting relationship with her father, she finds Trey to be like the definition of what a father should be like! Sometimes she even slips up and calls him “Dad” at times! As Astrid is also a dessert connoisseur as well, she typically is the one to request that he bakes sweets for the dorm and by extension her! Astrid tends to laugh at his “dad jokes” more than the other students which does help Astrid obtain extra servings compared to other students

♦️ - Cater was the one to show Astrid the magical world of social media and all of its many misfortunes! Cater showed her his phone one day at a Light Music Club meeting one day and it was all over from there! Other than exposing her to the wonders of the internet, Cater and Astrid are very good buddies! They work very well together when playing instruments! Astrid is always laughing at Cater’s internet lingo and at times incorporates it into her own vocabulary!

🌹 - Most shockingly, Riddle does seem to not mind Astrid as much unlike her fellow freshmen Ace and Deuce! Could it be because she’s a princess of a foreign nation or that she always seems to be trying her best at everything she does or even the fact that Astrid’s sister would strike down Riddle from where he stood if he ever lost his temper at her. Who’s to say! Riddle and Astrid have a nice friendship with one another due to their shared love of sweets and horseback-riding! Riddle is also the one to entrust Astrid with being in charge of games at unbirthday parties!

🃏 - Astrid and Joker are absolutely best friends! With them being both in Heartslabyul and the Light Music Club, it was expected for them to be besties! Could an accordion and a tambourine sound good together? Who knows! Astrid and Joker would find a way to make it work! These two balls of energy are just too much fun together! Very much the Jokesters of the dorm together! Astrid at times attempts to play wingman for Joker to....mixed results! Astrid just wants the best for her good friend! Astrid can also relate to Joker as she too is very close with her sibling! All in all, definitely best friends!

#asks!#mutuals <3 #astrid aneira #nette 🃏#oc asks!#Joker and Astrid are besties in my eyes!

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circusgoth-dotcom · 6 months

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Sticky Fingers

Ship: The Joker x Hannibal Flood, Bruce Wayne x Hannibal Flood

Word Count: 1215

Summary: During a celebration of things gone well for the criminal couple, Hannibal discovers a double-crosser and has a conversation with the local vigilante. CWs for alcohol mentions, violence, gun usage, implied plans of experimentation on humans.

Tag List: @knightfallships @canongf @futurewife @rexscanonwife

It had been a successful night for Gotham’s high-ranking criminal couple, executing another step in a grander plan, another plan to attempt to take over Gotham once and for all. Sure, it might go just like all the other plans, but if it got the attention of Batman and it was fun, who really cared? The Joker, Hannibal, and their goons were all celebrating with a big party back at the hideout, boozing and setting off party favours. Hannibal would’ve loved to indulge in the festivities all night, and he would’ve if he hadn’t caught one of the new henchmen sneaking away.

“I’m sorry, Mr. J, but you’ll have to excuse me…” Hannibal spoke as he watched him from a distance, finishing his current glass of champagne.

“Oh?? Retiring so early in the evening, my love? Have you got a headache?? Because I know an excellent cure…” Joker purred, a loose arm slung around his husband’s waist as he brought his lips to their neck.

“Not retiring, no.” He placed a hand on his partner’s chest, keeping his attention. “I just have something I need to check up on, alright?”

“Well, at least be quick about it. Schmoozing with these fools without you on my arm can be so tedious…” He kissed their temple and let them go, allowing them to weave through the crowd and out of the derelict ballroom/conference room of Joker’s elaborate hideout. Luckily, the goon was not far off, and Hannibal silently trailed him from behind… all the way up a set of stairs and to a door, behind which he knew Joker was keeping information regarding his current plans. Suspicion rose in Hannibal as he watched the goon pick the lock and let himself in, pausing just long enough to give him a false sense of security before entering the room himself.

“It’s rude to search a man’s personal records without permission, you know,” Hannibal announced as he closed the door and flicked on the lights. The henchman jumped, whipping around with a bag in one hand and a folder in the other. Hannibal clucked his tongue disapprovingly. “Ah, and the boss would appreciate such sticky fingers, if they weren’t currently being used against him.”

The goon opened his mouth to defend himself, but before a single sound could escape his body, Hannibal had drawn his gun and fired twice, hitting the man’s chest and shoulder. They casually placed the gun back in the waistband of their pants and approached his slumped-over body, hunkering down to examine what exactly he had managed to pocket before he was interrupted.

“Too bad I missed your heart by about two inches, but I’m sure it can be arranged to speed up the dying process soon. You just get cosy there on the floor, seething over your wounds, while I clean up this mess.”

“And Joker’s always said you were a good shot…” The goon spat. Hannibal raised an eyebrow.

“You really think I did what I did without purpose? You truly are as dumb as you look right now. It’s up to J to decide what he wants done with you…” They cracked a grin. “I’m just the lapdog. So why’d you try and steal from us, anyway?”

He opened his mouth again but Hannibal cut him off. “Uh-tut-tut-tut, rhetorical question, I don’t actually care.” They hummed as they put things back in their initial places, taking note of what exactly was being taken. All of the files they had gathered on people important to their plans.

“Thought you might get some personal gain from these?” They shook one of the folders in the goon’s face, then straightened up, listening closely. “Now what the Hell could that be…?”

Before he could finish his thought, someone had crashed through the nearby window and sent him toppling to the floor. Luckily, the familiar form had shielded him from the brunt of the flying glass.

“Ah, Batsy, how nice of you to drop in. Odd of you to waltz straight into the lion’s den, though, don’t you think?”

Batman didn’t quip back, as per usual, instead climbing off of Hannibal and turning to the goon. He briefly bent down to retrieve something off of the man, pocketing it in his utility belt before turning to Hannibal and finally speaking. “You know I never do anything without thinking it through first, Hannibal.”

He scoffed as he rose from the floor, brushing himself off. “As if.”

“Besides, the lion doesn’t need to know.”

Hannibal placed a hand on the doorknob, placing a hand on his chin. “Why shouldn’t I tell him we have an unexpected guest? The party’s only just begun, after all.”

“Because I’m sure he wouldn’t exactly be happy that I’ve had a wire on him since the beginning of your latest scheme.”

Hannibal considered this and decided he didn’t want to spoil the mood, stepping away from the door. “Fine, I’ll bite. What do you want?”

“To leave a message, and a path, for you. Not only will your plan fail, but it has a high potential to backfire on you completely. Just because their minds are aligned with his now doesn’t mean they’re going to stay that way when you start experimenting on them.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m sure Joker doesn’t see it, being who he is, but think about it. You haven’t seen the side effects. A mind-controlling, madness-inducing cocktail given to already unstable people doesn’t exactly equal peace and total obedience, as far as you know currently.”

There was a pause between them, the goon softly groaning and still bleeding in the background. He shoved his hands in his pockets.

“So what? You want me to sabotage the plans?”

“Knowing this could end with you both torn limb-from-limb by a horde of your own creation? I think you should at least consider how you’re going to get away with this.”

Hannibal smiled, then. “Ah, but that’s the thing, isn’t it? I know you won’t let us. I know the caped crusader is always going to save us from our own fuck-ups because you can’t leave things like this alone.”

Another pause. In this silence, Hannibal could see truth in the eyes behind the cowl.

“What if someday, I can’t?”

Hannibal sighed heavily, approaching his friend, lover, and nemesis, cradling his face in their hands. “Batsy, Batsy, Batsy… that’s a conversation for when you take the mask off.” They answered softly, centimetres away from kissing him. But the vigilante didn’t close the gap. He merely guided Hannibal’s hands away and turned to the broken window.

“Mine or yours?”

“Pardon?”

He looked down at the goon.

“Ah. Yes, take him if you want him.”

Batman nodded and heaved the man into his arms, giving Hannibal a final glance before exiting the way he came in. Hannibal didn’t stop to watch him go, simply finishing with reorganizing the room and returning to the party.

“I told you to be quick!” Joker spoke exasperatedly as they came back to his side.

“I’m sorry, J.” They kissed his lips. “It’s a big place.” They kissed him again. “Had to kill a rat.”

“Mmh, I see,” Joker hummed, stroking the back of their head as he growled against their lips. “More champagne?~”

“Only if you’re buying.~”

#self shipping #self shipping community #self insert #self insert x canon #self x canon #self insert oc #oc x canon #dc oc #batman oc #circus scripts #🃏A Joker and His Ace🃏#🦇Bat Facts🦇#👔🤡.s/i

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the-jokers-husband · 4 months

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#batjokes #📻🔊.GOTHAM_CITY_RADIO #🃏A Joker And His Ace🃏#🦇Bat Facts🦇

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painted-piggy-ships-archive · 1 year

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My husband has such a slutty waist and kissable lips and soft hands

#piggy oinks #piggy gushes #self shipping #self shipping community #🃏a joker and his ace🃏

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branded-witha-j · 11 months

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Can I request a Leto!Joker where the reader is Harley’s younger sister (she is telekinetic) and she is a pyschiatrist and she secretly loves J. One day the reader is in one of J’s sessions with Harley but J keeps looking at the reader until J breaks out and does everything that he did to Harley to the reader. J and the reader go to Ace Chemicals to make their relationship offical (you can add the rest) thank u :) (and the reader uses her powers later on to help Harley and the reader escape)

Hi, I'm sorry for the delay on answering this ask. I'm currently on hiatus, but I'll see what I can do with your idea. 😊 I didn't want you to think I didn't get the ask or was ignoring you. I appreciate you reaching out with a request. 🃏💚

#steph answers #leto!joker request

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flayedintheusa · 2 years

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🎬📺 Share ten different favorite characters from ten different pieces of media in no particular order 🎮🃏 Then send this to 10 people (anon or not, your choice)

10. Steven Hyde, That 70s Show

Bold, too-cool-for-school 70s boy with a loathing for authority and government and a hardcore appreciation for rock ‘n’ roll and casual painful honestly. I was a smart-ass as a teenager, of course I gravitated to other smart-asses.

9. James Bond (Daniel Craig)

Hot Take: Love James Bond, even more with class and without the misogyny; kind of strange that it took until 2006 for that to happen. Daniel Craig is the best Bond. Not accepting rebuttals at this time.

8. Pope Heyward, Outerbanks

I’m in love with Pope Hayward. He deserves the world. That is all.

7. Johnny Lawrence, Cobra Kai

So Johnny reminds me of my dad if he had made bad decisions, was obsessed with karate and childhood rivalries, and had never grown up. That means nothing to everyone else, but is endlessly hilarious to me.

6. Nick Miller, New Girl

It’s honestly tied between Nick and Ernie, but nothing makes me laugh more than “Im GoNnA kIcK yOuR aSs MaN” and “I’M A MAN JESSICA”-- Two quotes that have been integrated into mine and my fiancé's reference library and are utilized way too often.

5. Marshall Eriksen, How I Met Your Mother

My other brother from the mother(land). My Minnesotan betcha buddy. Good friend, good husband, good father. Probably exactly what I’m going to be like when I get married (this a worldwide warning).

4. Darryl Philbin, The Office

My favorite Office character because he takes no shit and always says it like it is. A good sense of humor, but a low tolerance for bullshit. He is me. We are one.

3. Wayne, Letterkenny

A salt-of-the-earth man, toughest-guy-in-Letterkenny, extreme joker; ready to throw down anytime for his friends, family, and lady. Chorin’, bonding, and puppers (the animal or the beer). What more could you want in life?

2. Andrew, The Binge

The first movie I watched in which I fell immediately in love with Eduardo Franco. A semi-outsider with no care regarding others’ opinions and purely longing for true friendship; i.e, how I strive to be.

1. Billy Hargrove, Stranger Things

No explanation necessary. I love Steve Harrington’s boyfriend. 10/10 would headbang with to AC/DC in his Camaro, would pass the dutchie under the Hawkins High bleachers, and would run over Neil with my car.

[I don’t really do anonymous messaging so I’m just gonna tag y’all here; as always, feel free to ignore: @latelyanobsession @iwigyousub @hrrgrve @shprka @deedoop @officialsteveharrington @pr3ttym3ssy @billyhargrovetrash @hippogriffed @lazybakerart ]

#hahhh I put way too much effort into this but it was so much fun #I love talking about movies and shows tysm whoever sent this

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