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He looked up from his blueprints, looking at @jesytr like she has just lost her damned mind. The greasepainted man was used to this by now though. She always wanted attention or needed his approval or whatever she decided in that moment. There was a half of a smirk on his white painted face, lifting the corner of red lipstick covered lips.

Something wasn't adding up. And The Agent of Chaos was gonna get to the bottom of it. Lately when he had been dropping in on his ex wife still wife because of legal reasons. She had been nervous. He doesn't like when she gets nervous unless it's him making her that way.

"Y'wanna tell me why you are being so weird lately?"

This shocked sorta bemused look smacks across his face. It's directed at the blonde chewing on her gum loudly and right in his ear. As much as he hates that, he hates something even more. His good looks made fun of.

Head down and bodily hunched, he mindlessly twirls his fork in the spaghetti that Jeannie was nice enough to prepare for him. Nice? She just opened a jar of sauce. NO SEASONINGS. NOTHING. YOU know whattt? Get a knife and slit that bitch's throat. He ignores the voices with speaking up instead.

"You could have at least put oregano in this."

smolcuriouskitten asked: [ TOUCH ]  for sender to trace one of receiver’s scars 

"What do you think. You're. Doing?" At first the greasepainted man flinched at the touch of her fingertips tracing the unforbidden fruit. No one touched his scars! He pinned her wrists down onto the bed and glowered over her. "Did I say. You could do that?"

qu-tipie asked:

[ MEND ]  for sender to treat receiver’s wound which leads to them having to remove an article of clothing resulting in revealing scars hidden beneath

He was very stubborn about it. The only time he bared his flesh to Harley was when she dyed his hair. Not about to get green dye everywhere on his signature suit. With a groan mixed with a sigh he decided to slip off the patterned shirt baring his chest with a batarang impression in the left pec. There were already three on the other side, scars from where the Batman beat him senselessly but he just enjoyed that. "You have five minutes. Then I need to eat and sleep."