Lilcatdraws - Lilcatdraws

Thanks for the tag <333

I’m afraid of heights.

I’ve done archery for 6 years.

Strawberry is my favorite ice cream flavor.

Only tagging my moots in my notifs bc I’m shy: @into-crazy @thenumberofthebeast666

If you get this, answer w/ three random facts about yourself and send it to the last seven blogs in your notifs. anon or not, doesn’t matter, let’s get to know the person behind the blog!

facts about me

i currently ID as grey/grayromantic

im asexual

i was born in june

blogs: @solacistic @samslin @tooningin (appeared twice in my notifs) @tiger-willow @thowawayuntilfurthernotice @friedballoonchild425

Expressing 'Anger' in Writing

Jaw clenching tightly

Hands balling into fists

Veins throbbing visibly at the temple

Eyes narrowing to slits

Breathing becoming quick and shallow

Stomping or heavy footsteps

Voice rising in pitch or volume

Flushing or reddening of the face

Throwing or slamming objects

Brows knitting together in frustration

Lips pressing into a thin line

Teeth grinding audibly

Staring with a hard, fixed gaze

Sarcasm dripping from every word

Snapping responses or barking orders

Just looked at a blog where the header description said 'sometimes I reblog posts I like so I don't forget them'.

And I feel like that, right there, explains so much about how the site has changed in the last few months.

People now think reblogging is an unusual behaviour, rather than a default.

Tumblr newbies, please, for the love of baby Jesus, reblog the posts you like. That is the whole reason the site exists - for you to collect all your shiny fandom objects in a single space. Which you can organize to your heart's content. Or not organize at all, if that's your jam.

Our blogs are intended to be collections of posts, not collections of likes.

Dress Shopping

Ledger!Joker x Fem!Reader

Warnings: None

Summary: After y/n orders a dress that doesn't fit, her insecurities about her body take over. Luckily Joker knows just what to do to help. Part 2 for Just The Way You Are

Author's Note: I had so much fun writing this! J is such a sweetheart when he wants to be 🥰 So much of myself is portrayed here but I know other people can relate to this too. As always enjoy! <3

Taglist: @alittlesmartcookie @unholiiness

If anybody else would like to be added let me know! :)

Things were not improving. Every time you tried to stay on a workout routine, you ended up falling off. You and J had successfully switched over to healthier eating habits. But you failed to lose any weight. It was driving you crazy. Joker reminded you that these things take time and to have patience. It didn't stop you from being depressed.

You had an outing with some friends in a few days so you bought a dress online. You loved it so much and couldn't wait to wear it out. When it finally came in the mail, you rushed to your bedroom to try it on. It was a struggle. Eventually, you got it on you and looked at yourself in the mirror.

All the negative emotions came surging back at full force. Your eyes welled up. The dress looked so good by itself but on you, it just looked so…ugly.

You sat down on the bed and pulled your knees up to your chest, burying your head into your arms. Tears poured down your cheeks as you let out hiccuping sobs.

Joker was in the living room but he must've heard you because within seconds he came rushing in to see what was wrong. His bunny was crying and he couldn’t stand it.

He sat down beside you and put an arm around your shoulder.

“Hey hey hey. What’s wrong, y/n?”

“My dress barely fits me and I look so ugly!” You cried.

“Bunny, how many times do I gotta tell ya? You are not ugly. Look at me.” 

You looked up at your clown, tears still streaming down your face. He lifted your chin and stared into your e/c eyes.

“You are beautiful. I don’t ever want to hear that you’re not. M’kay?” J told you and kissed your cheek.

“B-But it’s just that I’ve tried so h-hard and nothing’s working.” You sobbed.

Joker rubbed circles on your back. “I know, bunny. You’ve just gotta keep at it. These things take time.”

“I wanted to fit into this dress so bad. It was so pretty…but not on me.”

“Stand up and let me see it.”

You slid off of J’s lap and stood in front of him. He looked you over and shrugged.

“I don’t see anything wrong with it. Are ya comfortable in it?”

“No. It’s so tight.” 

“Then just send it back and order a size up. It’s okay.”

“It’s not going to get here in time. I need it for an outing with my friends.”

Joker thought for a moment. He knew what would help but cringed at the thought. He really would do anything for you.

“Wanna go out and buy a dress?” He suggested.

“J, I hate trying on clothes in stores. And I thought you hated shopping. You mean you actually want to go out in public, Mr. Antisocial?” You teased him.

“Ha. Very funny. I do hate it. People, uh, annoy me. A lot. But I would move heaven and earth just to see you happy. I hate watchin’ you cry over this. I wanna make ya feel special.” 

“Aww, J. Let’s go then. It’s not often that I get to go out with you.” You said happily and darted over to your closet to get changed. 

Joker didn’t see the need to change. He was wearing a pair of dark gray slacks (that had honestly seen better days) and a black t-shirt topped with a deep purple flannel. He grabbed his brown scarf from the dresser and positioned it around his neck. While the two of you were out in public, he would pull it up over his face to hide his scars. 

Meanwhile, you were in the closet picking out your outfit. You chose a green hoodie and your most comfortable pair of black shorts. You left your hair down and didn’t bother with makeup. J liked your natural look anyway. 

Once the two of you were ready, Joker led you by the hand out of the apartment building. When you reached the main lobby, J pulled his scarf over his face and slipped out undetected. Out into the street you went, holding hands while walking down the sidewalk. 

You admired Joker for branching out with you today. You knew how much he hated to go out and be normal so this was a lot for him to willingly go without being asked. That let you know how much he truly loved you.

Once you arrived inside the mall, you let out a startled gasp as Joker grabbed your hand and practically dragged you towards your favorite store. 

“None of this lookin’ around and distracting yourself. We’re getting a dress then we’re getting out.” J growled in your ear.

You chuckled knowing he was probably hating this already. The poor thing couldn’t handle a lot of people and noise in one sitting. There were children running around screaming in the play area, babies crying, loud obnoxious groups of women walking past, etc.

Joker finally let go when you reached the store and let you lead the way. You walked towards the back of the store where the dresses were. As you browsed through them, you sighed in disappointment. Once again everything was way too small or way too big.

Joker looked up from the dress he was examining. “What’s wrong?” 

You groaned in frustration. “This happens every time! It’s either too small or too big. I mean they have a XXS but not a (insert size)?!” 

“We’ve only been here a few minutes, doll. I’m sure you’ll find something. What color are you thinking?”

“Yeah, you’re right. Um, purple if I can find it.”

“Purple’s a good color.” Joker said with a hum and moseyed back to the clothing rack he was sifting through.

Thirty minutes passed and you still didn’t find anything. You came close with a casual green dress but when you tried it on, it didn’t fit. You were ready to give up at this point. Just as you were about to turn to J and tell him to forget it, he tugged your arm and pulled you towards a ruffled lilac dress hidden in a corner.

“Oh, it’s perfect. How did we miss this?” You wondered aloud, clutching the soft fabric.

“What are you waitin’ on? Go try it on.” Joker said, raising an eyebrow.

You turned away and stared down at the tiled floor. “What’s the point? I probably won’t be able to wear it anyway. It’s what I get for being so out of the norm.” 

Joker grabbed your shoulders and gave you a stern look. “Y/n, listen to me, stop beating yourself up about this. Who cares if you’re ‘out of the norm’? The norm is subjective. I know you’re concerned about your health and that’s great. But you’re taking steps to be better and that’s all you can do. Your weight doesn’t matter to me and it shouldn’t to anybody else. It’s none of their business. You are beautiful just the way you are. Now go try that dress on. I’m sure it’s gonna look amazing.” 

You smiled and grabbed the dress from the rack. “Alright. I’ll give it a shot. Thanks, J.”

You entered the dressing room, leaving Joker to keep browsing mindlessly through the dresses. He wouldn’t outwardly show it but he was anxiously hoping you wouldn’t take too long. Stores absolutely nauseated him. God forbid an employee come up and talk to him. He shuddered at the thought. 

His relief came a few minutes later when you came out of the dressing room radiating with joy. 

“J, it fits so well! I was so worried I wasn’t going to find anything.” You exclaimed.

“Phew. I’m glad, bunny. So can we go now? I can’t take this much longerrr.” Joker whined.

You rolled your eyes. “Yes, we can go now. Jeez, it’s like your being subjected to torture.”

“Shopping is torture.” Joker muttered as you both approached the register.

“Find everything okay?” The overly cheerful cashier asked.

You and J exchanged glances.

“Sure.” You answered, still salty about the store not having enough of your size.

After you paid for the dress, you left the store holding Joker’s hand and at his request, made a quick stop at the food court for ice cream. J got his favorite, strawberry, and you got (insert fav ice cream flavor). 

“Thanks for going with me, J. You always know how to make me feel better.” You thanked your clown as you walked out of the mall into the street.

Joker just nodded in response. Once you both were away from the crowds, he pulled you aside, lowered his scarf slightly, and kissed you. And he says he’s not romantic. You thought as you threw your arms around his neck.

“When we get back home you can model that pretty dress for me. How’s that sound?” Joker purred in your ear.

You giggled and yanked his scarf back up. “Can’t wait.”

Was looking through some of my old art from like 2 years ago and found a rendition of Nolanverse Harley that’s actually pretty cool

My old art style was shit tho I mean look how I drew J 💀