[plants both hands on Joker's cheeks and leans forward until their foreheads are touching]
[buddy bond: activate!! and the first thing Joker feels?]
[a few buzzing, anxious nerves that Mars isn't doing this right, coupled with genuine concern, both of which are overpowered by an immense desire to CALM JOKER DOWN and make him feel better :( :( :(]
[... first thing is a bit of internal futile scream of frustration, anger, and panic? or... something like that--at himself, at the state of things, at not being able to fix anything and things he wants slipping from his grasp. which immediately gets shoved back into the background when he feels the buddy bond take effect, tensing a bit.
unfortunately, shoving that back just leaves the feeling of being lost and confused and a bit unmoored, but also trapped and cornered--less by Mars and more by the situation he's been venting about.
but while he does tense initially, has the kneejerk reaction of trying to shove everything down like swallowing something very bitter and gross, he does relax after a moment, breathing a bit rough because he's trying not to be desperate about needing the connection but... in fact... echo chamber of deep loneliness exists. hi.]
[oh wow, that sure is. a lot more than he's been able to sense off of Joker before. and a lot of it resonates with him, yanks similar feelings out of the annals of his own emotions, allowing them to mingle for a few brief seconds before Mars is the one shoving them aside. because this isn't about him, or how he feels; it's about Joker, and Joker's issues, and those are what he wants to focus on first]
[he focuses on that calm, on that desire for good and nice and happy things, and hopes that Joker takes the hint and does his emotional amplification thing. not for Mars's sake, but-- so Mars can at least impart some of those feelings onto Joker]
[he does not, actually, take the hint, and instead kind of emotionally leans against those feelings, especially when the feeling of commiseration abruptly ends.
there is actual leaning into the hands on his face though and he works to... calm down.]
[. . . well, that's okay. so long as he's leaning into Mars's own emotions in an attempt to calm down, they don't necessarily need to have anything amplified]
[he's not and he knows it but also focusing on literally anything else but him right now is something he's desperately needing but also he needs to fix himself but also--
anyway, arms going around Mars because also solid connections with reality is nice. re-orientates him a bit while those emotions settle back into their usual spots, leaving him tired but calmer.]
[TIRED BUT CALMER IS FINE. Mars will let Joker settle, fingers stealing into his hair, carding gently through curly locks that are somehow both familiar and not all at once]
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[. . .]
[plants both hands on Joker's cheeks and leans forward until their foreheads are touching]
[buddy bond: activate!! and the first thing Joker feels?]
[a few buzzing, anxious nerves that Mars isn't doing this right, coupled with genuine concern, both of which are overpowered by an immense desire to CALM JOKER DOWN and make him feel better :( :( :(]
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unfortunately, shoving that back just leaves the feeling of being lost and confused and a bit unmoored, but also trapped and cornered--less by Mars and more by the situation he's been venting about.
but while he does tense initially, has the kneejerk reaction of trying to shove everything down like swallowing something very bitter and gross, he does relax after a moment, breathing a bit rough because he's trying not to be desperate about needing the connection but... in fact... echo chamber of deep loneliness exists. hi.]
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[he focuses on that calm, on that desire for good and nice and happy things, and hopes that Joker takes the hint and does his emotional amplification thing. not for Mars's sake, but-- so Mars can at least impart some of those feelings onto Joker]
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there is actual leaning into the hands on his face though and he works to... calm down.]
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You're fine.
[he mutters, at some point]
You're okay.
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anyway, arms going around Mars because also solid connections with reality is nice. re-orientates him a bit while those emotions settle back into their usual spots, leaving him tired but calmer.]
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[shhhh no more feelings, only hairpets now]