[Cont. From] @loyaltybroken

At first, he couldn't quite figure out why the other had a shocked look on his face, though part of Melvin wondered. Could the other be just shy, or was there more to that sudden blush that had formed? "I mean, I'm glad to hear it, she needs good friends. Ones that stick with her. Never have to worry 'bout that, she's not too sexual in nature."

Gods, he had gorgeous eyes.

There's a grin now, a shake given to the other's hand, and then released. "Do ya normally turn that specific shade of red 'round people ya first meet?"

❝ You see a guy with a chainsaw arm run through here? ❞

It had been a relatively satisfactory morning so far bleeding into the afternoon. Already Sheldon had went to the comic book store to pick up the new Harley Quinn issue along with a few Flash comics he needed and was on his way to his favorite Thai restaurant. Everyone already put their orders in and it was a nice day so he didn't mind walking for once. It also wasn't chilly so he went without the usual windbreaker. As he passed a few stores on the way to Siam Palace, he noticed a woman dressed just like Harley Quinn. It was the most accurate form of cosplay he had ever seen and he had to stop and admire her and even pay her a compliment.

"Excuse me Miss? You look just like Harley Quinn from David Ayer's Suicide Squad. I would ask for a picture but I don't want to be rude as you probably get that a lot. But I just wanted to compliment you." He said a small smirk forming on the corners of his mouth. "Wow! You even went as far to tattoo your legs unless those are fake. I really admire your cosplay!"

share three random facts about your oc that others may not know? OK!

I'm assuming you wanna know about DC Comics!Jayn!

she's a Leo, born Aug. 10 (a couple days before Jason Todd's!)

she has her own fashion line, which makes lingerie for various body types & genders, sexy swimwear & the occasional couture pieces

@loyaltybroken ❛  the only thing more natural than death was sex.  ❜

"You're so fucking weird, Patrick," Henry said with a roll of his eyes. Patrick was weird but so were the others. They were the kind of kids even those outside Derry would call disposable. Loud, angry, broken, beaten but without the decency to be talented or graceful about it.

They were wild dogs sticking together because no one else would give a damn. The fact they stuck together was proof they had some worth since their being alive and children apparently wasn't enough. They wanted to survive even if they got maimed and they wanted he rest of their pack to survive too. Even dumb, weird Patrick.

❝ I'm a different kind of vampire, ❞ she acknowledged as she slurped some noodles into her mouth, a clear indication that she didn't rely on blood to survive.

[Cont. From] @loyaltybroken

"And what are ya not jealous 'bout?" He asks with a drink half up to his lips from where he's seated at the bar.