Arkham Asylum Is Such A Funny Concept To Me. Like Yes This Is Our Comically On-the-nose Haunted Mansion/insane

Arkham Asylum is such a funny concept to me. Like yes this is our comically on-the-nose haunted mansion/insane asylum we do absolutely nothing to counsel the criminally insane people in this asylum, at least three of our psychologists are also supervillains and we have the worst security you’ve ever seen. Last week Clayface broke out to watch a movie and we haven’t seen him since, and no one at Arkham thinks this is a red flag. I love it. 

One thing that will always sucker punch me is when comics show the ways Alfred failed Bruce, but also the way that Bruce is impacted deeper by Leslie.

Like of course Bruce is affected by Alfred, look at this part of Fear State ↓, but it's always shown as a different type of effect when it comes to Leslie. (look below too)

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Jason was already shaking his head before Leslie had finished speaking. “They won’t work anyway, don’t you think I’ve tried!?” And that admittance held weight. Because Leslie knew how much he hated painkillers, and taking them. She knew the path it led Jason’s mother on, and the pain it had caused.

The fact that he had resorted to them…

But Jason did relent on offering her his arm. Actively drinking required more energy than he had right now, and he was fully aware that he needed fluids to prevent him from starting to feel even worse. “Do what you gotta, doc. Just no fucking painkillers…”

“Alright, okay.” She soothed, realising she wasn’t going to be able to suggest anything else that would work right now. Leslie hadn’t been sure if he would have tried, given how difficult the idea of taking them was for him, but the confession was telling to how bad the pain truly was. “No painkillers.”

She did, however, make quick work of fetching her bag from the living room and hooking Jason up with some fluids, glad she had the foresight to bring everything she needed. Given the pain he was in and Jason’s particular dislike for needles, she did her best to make it as bearable as she could, touching him as little as possible.

“You should let her in.” Leslie mused as she worked over him, going back to their previous subject partly to distract him but also because she wasn’t content to just drop the subject. “You deserve to be happy, Jason.”

“Well, this should be interesting”

Semi-selective indie rp for The Joker |18+ | Muse and mun are 21+ | heavily based on Batman Arkham video games, mixed with other references and personal head canons

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Jason breathed through the pain as Leslie worked and set up the bag of fluids next to his bed. It’d help him on his feet quicker, afterwards, but that didn’t mean Jason had to like her fussing over him.

And he couldn’t bite down the groan when Leslie mentioned Grace again.

“And she deserves better than being stuck with a guy who can’t make it through the night without a fucking light on. She’s been through enough. I don’t wanna drag my personal shit into her life. Grace deserves… she deserves better.”

“Even if I bought your self-sabotaging bullshit,” Leslie started, not unkindly, but Jason knew her well enough now to see through any sugar-coating she might have added to her words. “Isn’t it also about what Grace wants too? It seems unfair to take that decision away from her.”

Huffing a small laugh to herself she added “That girl is so smitten with you...”

The setup was as good as it was going to get. Leslie took a step back, giving it a final assessment. “How do you go with sleep when it’s this bad?”

"And at what point were you going to let me know this was happening?"

Alfred: I'd like to make an announcement....

Mun:...*looks about* go on?

Alfred: I'm marrying Leslie.

Mun: