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#makin progress. i'll tell you this for free: i'm not where i want to be but i'm a damn sight closer than i was
rad-roche · 4 months
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a while back i took a stab at painting garrett in the style of cédric peyravernay, who you may recognise from the dishonored series. it's been some time, so i thought i'd do a paintover to track my progress
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here's the original, from about a year and a half ago
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jasonsthunderthighs · 5 months
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Warnin’
A/N: Oh, the angst~
Synopsis: You got into a situation to work for The Joker. He wanted the wild second Robin to use against Batman, and decided to give you a warnin when you failed to retrieve Robin. Also sorry for not writin your requests I've been given to write. Life got in the way and I've been depressed and busy.
Words: ~700
Warnin: Gore in a little bit of detail. I was watchin a horror film writin this.
You woke up strapped to a chair in the middle of a dark, cold room. The strap on your neck to keep your head in place isn't givin you any room to move to look ‘round. You tried to free yourself from the restraints keepin you still. This isn't good.
You tried to yell out, only to mumble out words through a cloth tightly tied to your head and in your mouth.
A creepy laughter followed by a voice speaks out, walkin out of the shadows to reveal The Joker, grinnin sadistically at you. “Long time no see.”
“Joker..” you muffled out, glarin at him as you tried to wriggle myself free from the restraints.
“Now, now. Where are your manners? Not a nice way to greet someone, not like THAT. Don't you ‘member our deal? You'll be free from this when you get me that pesky Robin.”
You don't know where he's at. He just wants the Boy Wonder to torture and show Batman what he's done to the sidekick.
“That's all you need to do. He's a smart little Bird.. You just need to do your part.. That's all.” Joker holds up a blade, tappin the tip of the blade with his fingertips.
You squirm in the tight restraints, tryin to get the gag out of your mouth to speak.
“I really don't care what you have to say on this. Just know that you have failed and I'm here to remind you of that.” Joker tells you, gettin closer to you as he flaunts the blade in your face, knowin your fate.
“Please don't. Not again. I don't want to go through this again. Please.” you cried out muffled words through the gag as they fall on deaf ears, feelin the blade against your skin of your neck as he digs deeper in your neck, drawin blood.
“Pretty eyes you have. I'll only take one. Be lucky it wasn't your tongue. As you'll be needin it. You'll get use to your vision. You didn't need two eyes.. Be a good kid and ACTUALLY finish your task. And you'll get your freedom AND full vision back..” He finished, holdin your eye to you.
“No. You need another reminder. Seems like you can't ever learn. Especially with what I give you to even help yourself with this task. You'd rather slow down my progress instead of wantin your freedom. YOU got yourself in this. Don't ever forget that.” He took his fingers to your left eye, fishin out your eye from the socket as you scream out and flail round in your restraints, easily pluckin your eye out completely as you cried out through the gag in agony.
You could barely see with your only workin eye as your left empty socket bleeds out, only makin out a blurry vision of The Joker's twisted grin as he holds up your eye to observe.
Breathin heavily into the gag, visibly shakin from the torture you just went through. “Please.. No more.” your voice hoarse and muffled by the gag, tryin to breathe out normally to get through the pain you're in, feelin so weak as Joker takes the cloth out of your mouth and undoes the restraints, lettin you fall to the cold harsh ground.
“This was just me bein easy on you. Next is your fingers.” He tells you, bendin down to watch you struggle in pain, grabbin a fist full of your hair tightly in his fingers, liftin your head up to him, makin you hiss out in from the harsh movement.
“I'll.. Get him, Joker..” You breathed out slowly and raspy, feelin the blood from your empty socket roll down your cheek, “I-I promise.. This time..”
“Oh, I'm sure you won't fail me again.” He holds your eye that's now in a jar to your face, cacklin out loud from your expression of defeat and pain he inflicted on you. “Right?”
He helps you nod your head ‘yes’, whimperin in pain, afraid of what he's to do next. “Y-yes..” you softly cried out, the intense pain from your missin eye leaves you dizzy and cold, unable to think of what to even do next as your vision goes to black.
“Good.” He smiles, lettin go of you and watchin your face hit the cold hard floor as you laid there weak and unconscious. Cacklin widely as he leaves you alone in the room.
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This was originally written cause I was bored with my OCs and universe from my book I'm writin. Just decided to word it differently, since it was also in first person and different details were changed and edited. Comment, like and reblog if you want a second part.
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