|Member Profile: Jiggsaw
Join Date: 10/10/08
Last Logged In: 09/18/12
Name: Gillian (Like Jillian, but a G)
I do not like phones. At all. I hate calling people, I hate getting calls. I hate them because I can never hear the person correctly. I fill with hate when the phone goes off.
I work at a nursing home. I'm a housekeeper, which means I go from room to room, cleaning up after old people. Sometimes it cool because they'll talk to you and tell you crazy things that don't really make sense but its still funny.
17+ | Warnings:
Adult Situations, Angst, Death, Fluff, Mild Adult Situations, Mild Sexual References, OOC, Silliness, Spoilers, Violence
Other, Reader, Various, You
Action, Angst, Death, Drama, Friendship, Psychological, Romance, Thriller, Tragedy | Story Types:
Alternative Universe, Death-Fic, Reader Insert
16 chapter(s) / 7790 words | Complete:
Summary: This is what you get when you're looking through death's eyes. ||Reader x B||
Published: 12/31/08 | Updated: 01/24/09
13+ | Warnings:
Batman, Reader, Various
Action, General, Romance | Story Types:
Continuation, General, Reader Insert
5 chapter(s) / 16688 words | Complete:
Summary: [Finally updated, for real! e_e]
It has been a mere three weeks since Gotham was placed under Scarecrows toxin and it has also been three weeks since you last talked to Bruce Wayne. It is his actions that send you down a spiral of emotions you have avoided since you were young and it will be someone else's actions that send you towards the walls of insanity. Why do you ask who is right and who is wrong?
Published: 10/13/08 | Updated: 01/21/11