// gonna lowkey abandon this acc for a bit, I only wanna write ghostmaker lol

// ik I have a couple of threads going rn, but I don't know how to continue any of them, uhhh 🤷

// might not do replies today, for I, like Jean-Paul, am very mentally unwell

𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆'𝒔 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒚. except for anna’s. hands that could never truly feel. hands that caused pain. torture. and anguish. the faces of those who she had touched race through her mind. that look painted on them for all eternity. fear. pain. confusion. to her first —

// One thing about Jean-Paul is that he's immediately overwhelmed every time a woman talks to him, but he barely knows what romance is

Jean-Paul isn't exactly sure how he got here, but vacation is vacation. #sunshinegetaway

"I don't know... I'm missing memories."

"I met him under a bridge. When I was Batman."

"Yeah. He was homeless."

"No. He's from Gotham. I think. I never asked."

He thinks for a long time. "...Switzerland?"

"Has anyone seen Brian Brian? He's a psychologist..."

My other accounts :)) bsky.app/profile/did:...

"Oh, okay. What kind of art?" Jean-Paul tried to remain present in the conversation, but he could feel Azrael at the back of his mind. He took a deep breath and shoved him down.

"I don't have anything to discuss. You're just dressed strange." Jean-Paul was a deeply awkward man. This was becoming more and more clear. "Are you....a superhero?"

Jean-Paul looked down at his ratty clothes. He looked back up at the man across from him. "Yes."

“ There’s a higher calling I ultimately serve: God himself. And it will be that will find my path. Not the Order or anyone else.” - Vigilante - Religious - Extended Bat-Family member - NSFW & Dark Themes ahead Retweet & favorite to show appreciation!!

"I-no?" Jean-Paul shifts from foot to foot.

The moment shocker looked away, Azrael was gone. But shocker had the feeling there were eyes watching him for the rest of the night.

From the rooftop, Azrael turned back and met shocker's eyes. The intensity of his gaze made it look like flames were emerging from the eyes of his mask. It seemed like a warning even though there was no way he could have heard.

He doesn't respond. Just scales the building and returns to leaping over roofs. 🌲// azreal is not talkative 😭

"ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴇʟʟ." He turns around, seemingly ready to jump back to the rooftops.

"ꜱɪɴ ɪꜱ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ. ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ." Azrael stands oddly and inhumanly still.

// please please please please please

He's wandering the streets of Gotham, looking unkempt. His jacket is torn, and his glasses are missing. He seems unbothered by this, walking along with his usual slouched posture and his hands in his pockets.

🌲// super excited to get this account up and running :)))

"𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴?" "𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦... 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥..." 🛡 Independent portrayal 🛡 Writer is 18+ 🛡 No NSFW please 🛡 Crossovers and ocs welcome 🛡 Dark topics and themes, particularly relating to mental illness. 🛡 Portrayal based mostly on Azrael 1995 🛡 ↺ + ♡