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kers-seeri · 5 months
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Inktobertale?
Yes... No?
:D INKTOBERTALE DAY 6!
Ink sans belongs to Comyet
It's my birthday!!! I made sure the clock remembers what is the birthday of its owner >:D
It was a bit of an inactive year on the internet but I feel so good uploading Ink drawings <3 I hope to do it more often 💖
Without more to say I hope you have a nice week, sweetie!
-Kers Seeri
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damiannasworld · 1 month
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They just posted this and Jere already liked it? 👀
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pauls1967moustache · 3 months
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fic is mostly self-indulgence, but also when you have an idea, and you know the exact people who are gonna love it, i think it feels how the joker must have felt every time he set up traps for batman. but like. in a not evil way.
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c28hunter · 3 months
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What did Nace post to announce Stožice Album? This
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Whose favourite song is Vem da greš? His:
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I am not delulu I have eyes
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korvessa · 5 months
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They contain multitudes
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devotedlydarkcrown · 6 months
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Good morning are you ready for Tavastia 2.0 tomorrow?
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mogoce-nocoj · 3 months
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not joker_out_official calling their singer a fucking clown
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And so it begins! 💜
[Cover] [Next]
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autoantonyms · 15 days
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guys (gn) is there or is there not a interview in which Kris said he liked Hannah Montana as a kid? Istg I saw a post on here stating this but I cannot find it anymore??
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bazingerrr · 3 months
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Bubble da clown
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dreaminofu · 4 months
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Protip: Waiting in the ER is much more fun when you’re listening to Käärijä and Joker Out and reading Bojere fanfiction.
But fr though. Everyone else around me looks miserable, I feel miserable, but less so when CCC just started playing and I’m just smiling and bopping my head to the music. The power of the green gremlin and his Slovenian boyfriends 💚❤️
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tumhara-raghav · 4 months
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Youngest child of the family is only there for decoration
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circusgoth-dotcom · 5 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
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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.~”
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vinillain · 1 year
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Stasis is the energy of destruction that is present in all things across the Krosmoz. It is the opposing force of Wakfu, the energy of creation. When Wakfu is kept from flowing, it transforms into Stasis, turning its potential for creation into a destructive force.
(Me and @onemossykid’s Stasis Au, the concept of what happens when someone is completely consumed by stasis and takes the life of everything theytouch. The idea starting from Yugo having a stasis sword in the kickstarter trailer and if elia wings were pink. He basically becomes an entire Ogrest situation, isolated on an island to not hurt anyone else. Not a single thing on it alive.)
Some old concept art
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fifiophobia · 8 months
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It’s that time of the year again ~
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Happy international clown week!!!
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