Masquenoire - /ˈseɪdɪst/

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Eᴠᴇɴ Mᴏʀᴇ Iɴᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ Qᴜᴏᴛᴇs Gᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀ!

Batman: I’m here for the cult stuff. Black Mask: How did you find us? Batman: I saw your ad on craigslist. 

Batman: Sorry I'm late, I was doing stuff. Black Mask: YOU PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKING STAIRS!

Batman: You have an impressive pain tolerance. Black Mask: Thanks, it's the trauma.

Roman: I love them both, but how do I propose to two people? Bruce: Two different restaurants, one person at each restaurant. Twice the dessert, twice the applause. Roman: Won’t people think it’s weird if there is a third person just sitting there, though? Bruce: I saw someone feed their pet peacock crème brûlée from their mouth at the French place on the corner last week: I think faux third-wheeling at an engagement is the least of your worries.

Batman: Why would you think any of this was a good idea? Black Mask: Probably because I’m a dangerous sociopath with a long history of violence. Batman: Black Mask: I don’t know how you keep forgetting this.

Bruce: I got grounded for a whole week just because I came home late. Roman: Well, you deserved it. I mean, getting everyone's hopes up like that and then showing up again.

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Eᴠᴇɴ Mᴏʀᴇ Iɴᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ Qᴜᴏᴛᴇs Gᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀ!

Carmine: When I first met you, I did not like you. Roman: I'm aware of that. Carmine: But then you and I had some time together. Roman: Uh-huh? Carmine: It did not get better.

Roman: I could kill you if I wanted. Carmine: Yeah? So could any other human being. So could a dog. So could a dedicated duck. You aren't special.

Kidnapper: I have your partner. Carmine: What? I don't have a partner... Kidnapper: Then who just called me a lowlife bitch and spit in my face? Carmine: Oh my god, you have Roman.

Carmine: I feel so burnt out. Roman: Don’t worry, it'll be over soon. Carmine: Are you gonna... assassinate me? Roman: Well not if you’re expecting it.

𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂  :  𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍  

repost, don’t reblog.  bold whatever applies.

𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑 :    gaslights. corsets. ballrooms. candlelight. mist. starless nights. full moons. cobbled streets. horse-drawn carriages. mysterious strangers. bogs. moors. forests. mountains. castles. velvet. silver. brass. gold. jewels. domino masks. the opera. dangerous romances. tragic romances. violins. roses. lilies. empty graves. crosses. cemeteries. snow. ice. the gallows. crows. ambiguous illness. fangs. pointed nails. something howling in the night. capes. gloves. top hats. straight razors. lightning. pipe organs. underground caverns. bats. mice. rats. ravens. cats. pearls. attics. talismans. axes. wood. isolation in a room full of people. vampires. werewolves. ghosts. coffins. western europe. eastern europe. bones. churches. catacombs. mausoleums. books.

𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑 :    black and white. powder puffs. red lipstick. winged eyeliner. white kitten heels. black lace lingerie. icy blue eyes. rain. abandoned cars. skeletons. acid. poison. voyeurism. switchblades. strangling. overcoats. looking over your shoulder. trans-atlantic accents. private detectives. dinner parties. haunted mansions. alcohol in glass decanters. cobwebs. perfect blonde curls. kitchen knives. shock. cellars. dust. dark alleys. empty streets. driving at night. horn-rimmed glasses. radiation. zombies. serial murder. paranoia. the city. witches. the devil. cannibalism. conspiracies. amulets. abject terror. the american south. the american northeast. england. analog cameras.

𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 :    bloodbaths. massacres. wanton nudity. newspapers. leather jackets. letterman jackets. converse sneakers. obscured faces. social unrest. bonfires. lakes. babysitters. suburbia. high school. lockers. dead leaves in the fall. jack-o’-lanterns. outdated television sets. nightmares. psychiatrists. hospitals. unstoppable forces. gunfire. police. landline telephones. household objects turned into improvised weapons. halloween. secrets. revelations. character masks. scrunchies. queerness. wild curls. jeering children. parties. fire. swearing. revulsion. california. the american midwest. ambulances.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑 :    malevolent spirits. seances. spells. missing bodies. hidden graves. white noise. static. flickering lights. rings of salt. demons. poltergeists. dark histories. old buildings. cold air. mausoleums. wells. urban exploration. a dog barking at something you can’t see. black ooze. old photographs. faces you can swear you’ve seen before but can’t for the life of you figure out where. dark bodies of water. crucifixes. priests. possession. exorcisms. dolls.

𝐂𝐑𝐘𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐃 &  𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑 :    aliens. blinding light. dark woods. driving at night. claw-marks. bite-marks. men in black. memory loss. dismembered bodies. sewers. flashlights. cell phones. video cameras. cars with tinted windows. abandoned houses. unlabeled cassette tapes. bugs. big cities. urban crimes. clowns. something rustling outside your window. glowing light. unsolved mysteries. suburbia. mirrors. the american pacific northwest. the american midwest. hiking  /  backpacking.

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐒 :    daylight. fluorescent lighting. morgues. asylums. unwavering eye contact. tension. lit rooms with no one inside them. a dog digging in the newly-planted flower bed. steely gazes. paperwork. anagrams. codes. convicted killers. missing persons. law enforcement. federal agents. small towns. suspicion. paranoia. subdued terror. dimly-lit parking lots.

TAGGED BY: Nobody, grabbed while browsing! TAGGING: @arkhampsychiatrist, @babydxhl, @caestusvulpes, @chauvesourisnoire, @deciphertheriddler, @defectivexfragmented, @sanguine-salvation, @the-arkham-librarian, @the-blackened-dove, @undeadasshcle and anybody who’d like to do this?

Sorry not sorry about all the memes tonight! Thank you all for sending them in; they’ve been so much fun with your muses but I’ll try and do the rest in a while after I’ve had a break. Still not feeling right and getting fatigued easily, boo.

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Eᴠᴇɴ Mᴏʀᴇ Iɴᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ Qᴜᴏᴛᴇs Gᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀ!

Roman: Ayo, what the FUCK is this?!? Katie, sitting down, surrounded by corpses: I won Mafia, that’s what. 

Katie: This is a very powerful artifact. You’d be messing with some forces we don’t fully understand. Roman: That sounds like a dare to me. Katie: Oh my god.

Roman: Everyone knows that Santa is an invention designed by the big five corporations to sell tinsel and video games to an unsuspecting public. Katie: The whole “childhood wonder” stage just blew right past you, didn’t it?

Katie, texting: Answer your phone Roman, texting back: Wait a minute, I can’t find my phone Katie: Understood Katie, 5 minutes later: You’re a terrible person. You know you’re killing me. You’re killing me, Roman.

Roman: Why is it that I always lose things as soon as I need them? Katie: Actually, it's not that you lose things when you need them. You lose them a while before. It's just that you LOOK for things when you need them. Roman: Okay yeah thanks Katie, that's great but WHERE'S THE FUCKING FIRST AID KIT?

Katie with a gun to Roman's head: What happens if I pull this trigger? Heaven? Roman: Bold of you to assume I'll go to Heaven.

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Eᴠᴇɴ Mᴏʀᴇ Iɴᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ Qᴜᴏᴛᴇs Gᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀ!

Roman: I have issues. Oswald: Finally, you admit it! The first step to redemption is accept- Roman: With you.

Oswald: When I said bring me something back from the beach I meant like a conch shell! Roman: *Struggling to hold a seagull* Fucking say that next time!

Roman: Oswald, my old friend! Oswald: I think you tried to kill me at some point. Roman: That was obviously just my way of getting to know you.

Oswald: I've met a lot of pricks in my time, but you, Roman, are a fucking cactus.

Roman: I'm gonna need a human skull but you can't ask why. Oswald: Only if you also don't ask why. Oswald: *pulls four pristine human skulls out of their bag* Roman: ... Roman, grabbing a skull: This one will do.

Oswald: BWWAAAAAAAAAA! Oh, you hear that? That's the wrong opinion alarm. Roman: That is not something you actually have installed. Oswald: Sorry, say again? I couldn't hear you over my alarm that YOU SET OFF with your WRONG-ASS OPINION.