Batman Who Laughs Pfp Novels & Stories

Amelia's POV “You don't… feel pain? What now? You're like Superman? Or Batman? Even these two characters feel pain. They’re probably just strong enough to continue their daily saving streak through their pain.” I muttered sarcastically, half expecting him to laugh and tell me he was just messing with me. But his expression didn't change. There wasn't even the slightest smirk that gave off the feeling that he wasn't serious. He just looked neutral, like he wasn't surprised that I didn't believe him.

"We aren't lovers." I looked between the both of them. "Because it's literally the most foolish thing to argue about," I replied casually. "Why not ask these two?" I asked pointing to the two guys who were laughing none stop. "Sorry dude, but I've got to side with my best friend on this one and say Batman," Kai replied as he patted Asher on the back. "I'm still your best friend Nick but sorry, Superman can beat Batman anytime and anywhere," Jake pitched in.

But as she glanced up at him, she saw his grin widen, clearly unbothered by her weak insult. Damien ler out a throaty laugh, and the sound was warm and easy, spilling into the room like sunlight. She could only stare, slightly mesmerized again, he so rarely let his guard down like this since he always wears a cold and blank expression on his face. Honestly she didn't think he was capable of laughing at all at some point, but seeing him like this seemed ro softened him in a way she couldn’t ignore. Even his teeth were perfect! Seriously, is there any flaw on his face aside from his dark circles?! She couldn't help but feel annoyed that if he laughed more often, his female fans would increase.

Moon nod. They kept on discussing about Keane and her childhood and how funny he was when he tried to imitate his favorite superhero 'Batman' . It was funny and Moon couldn't stop herself from laughing out loud. Imagine his cute little self in a Batman suit was funny and grandma Shiley was good in narrating his childhood fun parts to her making it even more funnier.

"What do you want?" I couldn't help it. I laughed. There was nothing much more hilarious than a five foot four girl trying to look like the fucking batman. "Well aren't you adorable?" Like a Chihuahua. She didn't like that. Her eyes narrowed and her lips pressed in a sour look. "What do you want?" She deadpanned.

"I don't know how to make you believe me, Muna, but I'm not human. I'm a werewolf." She didn't say anything for a few seconds, and I wondered if I was finally getting her to believe me now. Until she spoke. "Then I'm Batman." She said and burst into a fit of laughter, while I closed my eyes in annoyance. This was the first time I was having such feeling towards her. But it was so annoying how she never took it seriously. I would I continue to make the same joke? I wondered how she still found it funny. At this point, I accepted that she would never believe me, until I showed my wolf to her. I knew she would not be ready now, so I would give her time—let her trust me completely.

I was excited, “you know Batman?” She shook her head. “No, I don’t know where that came from.” This time she took her top lip in her teeth and rubbed her head. “Did I hear that from somewhere? TV maybe?” “Well, you probably did, Batman is one of the more popular comic book characters, he has had more movies than any other superhero.” “Ahh, okay.” “And you are going to watch all of them.” I smirked. Samantha rolled her eyes playfully. “Yay.” She said sarcastically as she smirked. “Want me to order lunch? What do you want?”

The dashboard opened, revealing bundles of banknotes. She stopped and looked at him incredulously. “Fuck! What are you? Some sort of Mafia ?” “That's irrelevant,” he took out a fat bundle of cash.” This is twice the cost of that piece of junk which you were driving. Take it.” He waved the bundle towards her. Lisa wasn't sure if she should take him seriously or not. “Who are you? Superman?” He chuckled, and one corner of his mouth turned up in that amused smile he'd been wearing off and on all night. “I prefer Batman. I don't think I can pull off that atrocious red and blue leotard.”

Grandma chuckles. "He has Derrick and Bruice…those are the only people he's got himself acquainted with"grandma Shiley informs. Smiles nod. They kept on discussing Keane and her childhood and how funny he was when he tried to imitate his favourite superhero 'Batman'. It was funny and Smiles couldn't stop herself from laughing out loud. Imagine his cute little self in a Batman suit was funny and grandma Shiley was good at narrating his childhood fun parts to her making it even funnier.

When he smiles like someone is very dear to him, but the smile is empty, cruel even. “Persistent.” He exclaims pleasantly, like we’re conversing over the luncheon he looked like he walked into. “Stubborn,” I correct, wiping blood off my lip with my shoulder. “Ask anyone.” Bane barrels in at exactly that moment, and I smirk as he skids on the baton. He goes down so hard it shakes the wall. I laugh. I can’t help it. Pain blinks the edges of my vision when I do. The heartbeat kicks again. So she or he does not like slapstick. Noted.