#essentially-evil

    Jason was furious that Bruce thought this was the answer, thought that after EVERYTHING he had been through - the torture, being dead, coming back, learning to become a killer, attempting to take his revenge on the Joker - that locking him up in ARKHAM ASYLUM was really the best thing for him. This place didn’t HELP people, it made them worse, made them CRAZIER, it put him on the same level as people like Two-Face, the Riddler and worse, the Joker. Being stuck in the same hell hole as the man who had KILLED him and who he had recently attempted to kill was definitely making the whole place a lot more HOSTILE. Jason was not only on guard for attacks from the Joker, but from all the other Rogues, each of them seemed to remember what he had done to them before he was killed and now he was back, they could make him pay for everything he had done and worse, everything THE BAT had done to them. 

    Yet Jason was waiting for a chance for when Bruce had realised he had made a MISTAKE, that Jason didn’t deserve to be locked up here, that all Jason wanted was to be around his family... if he could even call it HIS family. He didn’t even want to go to therapy, didn’t want to have to sit across from a doctor and tell them all his issues. Jason didn’t want or NEED help, he just wanted out of this hell hole. Not that the guards listened to his protests about going to therapy, forcing him to sit across in an empty therapy room until his doctor arrived, his hands and feet cuffed and he leaned back in his chair, stretching his long legs out, his bare feet sliding across the floor. When he heard the door open to the room, he hung his head back and let out a low groan.

Jonny hated when she was locked up. It didn’t happen all to often, most of the time, she escaped, or her very well employed lawyers get her a great deal and she can happily pay off the GCPD. She loved looking at Gordon’s face whenever she got off with a slap on the wrist each time, she had worked hard to make sure she was never away for long.

This time had been different. With the new attorney Dent working with Gordon to clean up the streets, bail and a task had been set up in agreement with her parole. She was being sent to Arkham, to be submitted for psychiatric evaluation. Once she had completed it, she would be free to go back to her life.

The transfer had been easy, Jonny never caused a riot, most too scared to touch her, worried of the consequences they would have if her ‘boss’ found out. One rare occasion where Jonny had been left in Blackgate for too long, Joker had come to bust her out, killing twenty four guards in the process, and freeing several other territory bosses, all still owing a favour they hoped Joker would never cash.

She had been given her Arkham uniform, changing from Blackgates bright orange to a now more subtle beige. It was more comfortable, she’d give them that. She had never been to Arkham as a prisoner, usually she only ever came to this pit of humanity to break Joker out.

@essentially-evil

Fuck: Batman, cause why not? Besides, have you seen that ass in all the leather?

Marry: Joker. I already practically am. Married to the job, I think that’s the expression. 

Bending forwards to close her fingers around Frost’s neck, Harley purred, her hips thrusting forwards sharply before drawing back again. NIPPING the flesh of Frost’s ear, she reached one of her hands up to tangle her fingers through the other woman’s hair.

             ‘ tell yer mistress how much ya love her cock inside yer tight little ass. ’  Her breath was hot in the blonde’s ear as she continued to thrust HARD and FAST, grip in her hair still firm.

She felt the tightness of Harley’s slender fingers around her neck, forcing her head to look up at the ceiling. It was uncomfortable and demeaning, but she knew she had been pushed down a level of the pecking order ever since Quinn showed up, and she hadn’t been shy about showing it.