Can we talk about how offensive the harley quinn cartoon is towards jews? bc it’s very offensive, from trying to BURN harely in the oven with her friends to handing out money at a BAR MITZVAH to “jewish lightning” (an offensive term, look it up!) “is that black lightning’s Israeli cousin???” (like w h a t not funny or cute not all jews are israeli even)
also I am jewish btw so yes, I am offended!
100% true, tumblrs been pretty quiet on this but I don’t like the show because of the undertones. It’s got like secret-nazi vibes :(
You ran to the elevator quickly smashing the buttons to make it close. Your hands were shaking and you were terrified that you had been followed. The doors closed finally leaving you alone.
You slid down the back wall of the elevator your legs now too weak to carry you. You shivered and shook all over, hugging yourself in hopes to make it stop.
The elevator slowly carried you to the top of the building. And when you heard the cheerful ding and sliding of doors you looked up. You had finally made it. You quickly scrambled to your feet and ran down the short hall to the double doors of Oswald’s Penthouse.
You pushed on the doors forgetting that they were locked. In your panic, you fumbled with the keys desperate to get inside. Just as you finally found the right key the doors open to find a very disgruntled Oswald still in his robe and slippers.
“What is all this -” he stopped mid-rant when he saw you
The sight of your tear-covered face made his face twist and contort into one of pure rage.
“Who did this?” he asked
You fell to the floor no longer able to keep yourself together, the hallway felt like a mile and a new wave of tears washed over your face.
Oswald bent down scooping you up in his arms and holding you close to him. He stroked your head and squeezed you a little tighter. He cooed sweet words into your ear that you could barely hear over your terror.
You felt him pull you up and guide you deeper inside. He sat you down in a chair and made you a cup of relaxing tea. He pulled off your shoes, took your jacket, and sat down beside you while you calmed down to tell him everything that had happened.
A road raging driver had chased you down and followed you. You were so scared when he screamed at you at a nearby light. Then drove off. It could have been a lot worse but it still scared you.
He placed a kiss on your forehead then took you to the bathroom and ran you a hot bath to help you relax even more. He carefully rolled up his sleeves and helped you in as if you were made of glass. He gently washed your hair with a lavender-infused shampoo. Then once you were done helped you out and put you in one of his nicest nightshirts.
After all of that, he put you to bed with him where he held you close until you fell asleep. He was content knowing that you were safe under his wing. He rolled over to his phone and began to call one of his constituents.
“Nobody does this to my little bird and gets away with it.” He growled
