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May I just say that I love your blog!! Your headcanons are so in character, itâs obvious the time and thought put into these!
What do you think about the headcanon of Two-Faceâs S/O always trying to hold both of his hands instead of just one? Like a reminder that they love all of him and that they donât wish to show favor or make a side feel jealous or ostracized. How do you think heâd react?
I love this :( this is so sweet and considerate of them!
first off, this is so kind. for them, it shows how much you respect and understand them.
They're probably not used to romantic interactions that aren't people only using them for their power and money. Most people cant see past the scars to even get to that point.
I'm glad you mentioned jealousy as that is absolutely present between the two sides. Harvey believes he's not as passionate and "bad boy" enough and Harv doesn't believe he's deserving of love or soft interactions like hand holding, hugs or soft kisses.
as you can imagine at the start of the relationship there was a lot of internal discourse over who would front the most with you, despite them being mostly even the rest of the time.
they each want to maximise their time with you, even hogging all of your attention respectively.
so to make a point of even distribution of love means a lot for them.
when walking together you'll have to switch periodically between which side you're on.
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Pamela complains about the meat bag nurse about being too close to her and the next day she's getting meds, food, ect, handed to her with a reach extender
Oh and she appreciates it too. like thank you for realising your humanity literally disgusts her. its like being touched by a gross hairy meat sack for her. she shudders at the thought. this is a great idea however. I also imagine she can smell you coming from your natural hormones and grimaces at the thought that she used to BE that. she wont comment at it at all, but will absolutely make note of it in her mind.
Oh man I'm sorry but- this mans ego is his priority.
Unfortunately darling you're going to be strapped to his next riddle trap which happens to be a bomb.
expect harassing spam emails as he's leaked your information to multiple junk websites.
He'll send a puzzle box to every future partner that will explode if they don't solve it in time. you're not going to get any better than him anyway.
He frequently hacks your socials and changes the passwords to lock you out and will post weird cryptic shit.
the passwords will aways be something like "IMadeTheBiggestMistakeOfMyLife" or "ImABigStupidIdiot" depending on his mood and whims.
Scarecrow/Jonathan Crane
congratulations! you've just won the opportunity to experience the most awful and harrowing psychological torture of your life!
You're now just another experiment, but with the added personal vendetta that comes from breaking this mans heart.
he is distraught. This man never opened up to anyone before, let alone to the level of intimacy he did with you.
He will never make this mistake again. this man is now a brick wall, promising he will not allow such a weakness anymore.
you will die after a period of experimentation, only being remembered by his documented notes of the process.
Twoface/Harvey Dent
Oh man this hurts. this is a person who never let anyone get close to them.
Both Harvey and Harv are distraught. how dare you. how dare you take what little trust and vulnerability they had and crush it in the palm of your hand.
this is a 50/50 of whether you survive. the coin will decide your fate.
you will either walk away, alive, but pretty paranoid about your safety now that you have no protection from his men or themselves or your body is found in a ditch weeks after your disappearance.
You'd better have hope in fate and luck hon.
Black Mask/Roman Sionis
You're dead. unfortunately.
Not only does this man have anger issues, but he's incredibly paranoid and violent.
He will probably just shoot you. If you cheated on him he will probably get a bit more violent.
In any regard, Roman simply cant let you live as his personal and work life aren't separate. you would've been privy to many details of his business dealings. He simply cannot allow you to live. His paranoia cannot allow it.
Can you make for vigilante reader x mad hatter? And like the vigilante has a realistic bug or crustacean porcelain or clay mask that covers their whole face because reader think they are ugly? Thank you!!
Oh this is so cool!! I love this x
This is a man who can appreciate a well crafted mask/hat.
he loves and appreciates the time and effort that goes into the design and creation of something like this. especially if you make it yourself!
the delicacy of porcelain specifically is interesting to him. you're a crimefighter who gets into numerous scraps and fights but uses the most precious and delicate ceramic material! (as someone who is studying ceramics I'm both horrified and impressed.)
He would loathe to see it be damaged.
Jervis will obviously compare you to one of the many critters within wonderland, comparing you with affection.
Once he discovers your feelings about your appearance, he is horrified. how could someone so empowered think that about themselves?!
He's not a looker so he's never truly cared too much about appearances. Like any artist, he tends to see the beauty in things, especially you, his adversary.
If you were to have your mask knocked off of your face during an altercation by one of his mind controlled goons or Tweedledum or Tweedledee, his first thought would honestly be "oh my goodness..!"
He would think of your face quite often whilst daydreaming or scheming. His next great plan will somehow involve getting you to remove your mask once more.. either willingly or with his.. persuasion.
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Based on the idea that Edward is genuinely baffled that you're not completely infatuated with him already?? and you don't worship him immediately?? wtf like? He, of course will figure out this great puzzle.
I've been busy working on my other creative outlets as this is my account for writing outlets and when I'm not in a writing mood/Fixating on DC or the rogues specifically, I won't be posting :(
As, hopefully, a peace offering have this drawing of Zero Year Riddler I did!! I didn't add my oc so it can be self insert for those who would enjoy xx
Like maybe after the Subzero arc he washes up on Y/Nâs private beach, and Y/N tries to help him recover from his injuries while avoiding GCPD?
Absolutely! love writing for this sad old man :(
I wasn't sure if you wanted it romantic or platonic so I've gone with an ambiguous vibe which can be interpreted either way.
Firstly, you find him barely alive. saltwater damaging his cryo-regulator, armour cracked and hissing. They think he's dead at first, until he groans, tries to crawl, and collapses.
you to carefully tend to him while avoiding overheating him. He sleeps for days, barely moving.
When Victor wakes, his first instinct is suspicion.
you have to give him space. No questions. No pressuring. Just food, bandages, a working generator, and silence..
Eventually, after a long time of few to no words exchanged. he tells them about Nora. Not everything, but enough. His voice breaks slightly when he talks about it.
after this heart to hear, you can begin calling him âVictorâ. say it quietly, respectfully. He tenses the first time, but doesnât correct you. Later, he says, âItâs been a long time since Iâve heard that name said gently.â
He becomes subtly protective. If you go for a walk along the shore at the beach at night when the tide is rough, he quietly follows. He doesnât say anything, just watches from the house or further up the shore. probably in the least creepy way he can.
He insists on fixing anything broken around the your home. Not out of debt, but as a way to show gratitude without speaking it aloud.
He starts hesitating before putting the helmet back on. When he speaks to them, sometimes itâs with his face fully visible. pale, scarred, human. Itâs a gesture of trust.
There's a quiet moment, no big confession, nothing said. Just a shared breath, a brush of gloved fingers against a cheek.
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Having thoughts about (Arkham verse) Roman having the one competent henchman in Gotham
His issues are halved because he gives them medical coverage
Rivals? Barely an issue. Other goons are kept in line and mindful of his rules, they're very efficient at caring for bat problems and even when he's sent to jail he's there for like a week max before a breakout happens. Most of the guards don't even bother anymore. It's pointless, he's going to get out no matter what so might as well just roll over and avoid dying, like half of the rogues owe the henchman some sort of favour but because they're loyal to him the rogues technically owe him a favour, Y/N only needs to be the messenger
Like what's that Mr. Joker Man. Oh you made my boss shoot his girlfriend? Fuck you, specially made bullet proof outfits that are functional and stylish. Tiff survives. Ignore the implications this would have for the story. They go have a little drinky together
Everyone wants his henchman. Mostly for work but at least one of the rogues probably has a crush on them. Possibly Waylon, because I like him. They'd bellow together I think
I'm a firm believer this is true for The likes of Riddler and why in Arkham origins banes men are so loyal and dedicated to him.
For Jonathan crane from nolanverse maybe reader can talk to animals and she talks to one of his crows, and the crow leads him to her and he falls in. Love with her instantly and it leads to smut? No degration plz but it can be as smutty as you want
Ofc! I'm not too invested in Nolanverse so I've written it to the best of my ability! As I do gender neutral reader for inclusivity, all genitalia is vague.
GN! Reader! Smut below so âŒïžMDNIâŒïž
The crow landed lightly on the stone rail of her balcony, feathers dusted in city soot, beady eyes too intelligent for an ordinary bird. You tilted your head.
âare you lost?â you murmured. It cocked its head. âHe watches. He waits. He dreams of fear.â
Your lips twitched into a smile. âDoes he now? and who is he in question?â The crow didnât answer. It only spread its wings and took off, toward Gothamâs industrial outskirts. Something deep inside told you to follow, so you do, trailing close behind. maybe it was fate. you've often been led to something interesting by animals, especially crows. the curiosity to the man the crow mentioned had piqued your curiosity after all.
Jonathan Crane had always considered himself a man of science, twisted as it was, but there was something about the girl who had just wondered into his abandoned warehouse, turned makeshift lab that made him doubt the edges of reality.
She stood in the doorway in the cold, taking in her gritty surroundngs, shoes squeaking on the cracked tiles, not a hint of fear on her face.
âI didnât expect a visitorâ he said quietly. you immediately try and find the source of the voice, looking around slowly into the darkness, suddenly very aware of the remoteness of the building. âI didnât expect to be led here.â you replied. now this piqued his interest. He stepped closer, out of the dark, long coat trailing behind him. âwho led you here? how did you know about this place?â
âoh, a crow.. possibly yours..â by notng the quirk of his head at your response you realise you should probably elaborate. "sorry, i should say, i have the ability to talk to animals. regardless of species. although sometimes theyre a bit vague, like your crow, i can still understand them." He blinked slowly. âah, a metahuman then? facinating. i dont believe ive met one in person before..â
A pause. A breath. You both stood still, surrounded by half-broken surgical instruments and shadow. Then he broke the silence, âWhy are you here?â You answered without hesitation. âBecause something in your mind called out. which the crow conveyed to me, and I wanted to see if it was worth answering.â
his was the first time in, perhaps forever, that jonathan crane was unsure of what to think, say or do next. he had longd for companionship, more than the crows could facilitate, whcih they had sensed, and thus brought a person to him. He merely wanted a friend, perhaps a confedant, but now that you were here before him, and as admitently beautiful as you were, Jonathan couldnt help but long for a connection.
"yes I seek some form of human contact. even just someone to speak with, unlike for you, they cant respond to me." he walked towards his desk chair and continued; "however, now that the opportunity presents itself I fear I do not have the ability to actually have anyone in my life." this confession leaves you a tad confused so you take a place near his workbench, not close enough to startle him. "well why is that? if your desire for humanity was that strong, why change your mind now?" he hesitates and begins to twirl a nearby pen in his hand "well, quite frankly, I'm not a respectable sort of person. I daresay you've heard of my illicit activities although you might not connect the news stories to the man you see before you, but trust me. I'm not the kind of man of want to interact with, let alone befriend." your eyes flick to the contents of the desk. Along with piles of paper and notebooks, you can see a corner of burlap from behind his monitor. you shift your posture slightly as you connect the stories of the terrorising "scarecrow" to the man in front of you. This man who seems almost neat, with his hair styled tidily and glasses placed just so seems so different to the urban legend that haunts Gotham.
"Well, maybe I'm okay with that." you respond, thinking that you've made it this far into the conversation without experiencing any of his famous toxin, so why not? he shoots you a curious glance once more, seemingly puzzled by how a person could not be immediately put off by being in the presence of a criminal. "I respect your discipline of your fear. you've shown none thus far and I, quite frankly find it impressive." You practically blush at the compliment. coming from him, its one hell of a way to say you're impressive. you struggle to come up with a response at all, grasping at something to say within your flustered mind. "oh, what? crow got your tongue? I really must say you should probably be more careful when wandering into strange warehouses. you never know what trouble could await you." he was smirking now with a sudden surge of confidence. Again, you were left flustered. "I- I don't know what you mean." pretending you were aloof to his tone, whilst your mind scrambled for any witty remark. "well, perhaps as a doctor, I could demonstrate." he rose from his chair, making slow strides towards you like a cat toying with its prey. His eyes never left yours as he came to a halt just in front of you. you could feel his breath on your face as you looked up at him. "Frankly dear, our corvid friend has quite an eye, picking a gem like you for me." he said softly as he gently lifted your chin up to him.
The first time he kissed you, it was cautiousâlike he was afraid youâd vanish. But you didnât. You leaned into him, your hand threading into his hair, whispering something in an old tongueâsomething that made a crow scream above.
In his bed, the madness softened.
He watched your body writhe under his hands like something sacred. Worshipful. Curious. No roughness. No manipulation. Just touch. Warmth. Mutual need.
âYouâre not afraid of me,â he said, hovering over your lips as your fingers traced his jaw. âNo,â you whispered. âYouâre the one whoâs afraid of being seen.â he kissed you again, slow and deep.
Neither of you spoke again, afraid of breaking the dreamlike spell that came over you. when you reluctantly pulled away for breath, he stared at you, almost in study. eyes darker than they had been, lit with something raw. Something unguarded. He pulled you into him with a firm hand on your lower back, his other hand cupping your jaw as he kissed you, open-mouthed and deep. There was no hesitance now. No doubt. Just need.
âYou have no idea,â he murmured, lips brushing yours, âwhat youâve done to me.â
âThen show me,â you breathed.
He didnât rush. He peeled your shirt over your head slowly, fingertips grazing your skin like he was savouring every inch he revealed. His hands mapped your ribs, your waist, your hips, grounding himself in your warmth like he was terrified he might lose it.
You undressed him in turnâunbuttoning his shirt to reveal the pale skin beneath, lean muscle and the sharp lines of a man who forgot how to rest. You kissed down his chest, feeling his breath hitch.
When you pulled down his pants and wrapped your hand around him, he let out a strangled gaspâalready hard and twitching in your palm.
âFuck,â he muttered, eyes fluttering shut as you stroked him slowly, teasingly. âYouâll undo me.â
âThatâs the idea,â you whispered.
He pushed you gently back onto the mattress, crawling over you with the kind of control that made your thighs clench in anticipation. His mouth trailed kisses down your stomach, his breath warm, tongue flicking over your skin with reverence. Then he looked up at you from between your legs, eyes locked on yours.
âLet me taste you,â he said quietlyâlike a plea. You nodded, breathless.
Jonathan ducked down and dragged his tongue over you, groaning like a man starved. He ate you slowly, deliberately, like you were the only thing in the world that mattered. He licked and sucked with growing hunger, fingers gripping your thighs, holding you open as your hips bucked against his mouth. âJonathanâpleaseââ you gasped, one hand fisting in his hair.
He didnât stop until you were trembling, panting, your body arching off the mattress as you came with a shuddering cry. He rode out your orgasm with his tongue, slow and soft now, until you sagged into the bed, boneless. He crawled back up, kissing you deeply so you could taste yourself on his lips.
âI need to be inside you,â he whispered, voice wrecked. âI need to feel you again.â
âThen take me,â you whispered back. âAll of me.â
He lined himself up and slid in slowly, watching your face the entire time, as though committing your reaction to memory. You stretched around him perfectly, warmth and tightness drawing a guttural moan from his throat. âYouâre perfect,â he groaned. âToo perfect.â You pulled him closer, wrapping your legs around his waist. âThen ruin me.â
He thrust into you slowly at first, savouring every stroke. His pace was deep and purposeful, every movement full of devotion and unspoken obsession. You gripped his shoulders, nails leaving faint marks, anchoring yourself to him as pleasure began to build again. âGod, you feel like heaven,â he whispered into your neck. âLike you were made for me.â
âYours,â you breathed, clenching around him. âIâm yours.â
That broke him.
He snapped his hips harder, deeper, still not roughâbut desperate. His rhythm was frantic now, chasing the edge as your walls pulsed around him. You came again with a soft cry, and he followed seconds later, burying himself deep inside you with a groan that sounded like surrender. He collapsed onto you, forehead to your shoulder, heart hammering in his chest.
Neither of you spoke for a while. You just lay tangled, your fingers stroking his back, his breath fanning across your collarbone. âYou make me feel sane,â he said finally, voice barely audible. âHowever i think that now, I should probably ask you your name."
Heeeeyyy what would the villains' reaction be if they found out that the vigilante is like Elle Woods from Legally Blonde, like she wears pink, studies law and loves taking care of herself (and Was there that prejudice, not on their part, that she was a dumb blonde?)
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Sorry i have other asks but as soon as I saw this I had to answer because this is literally me tf?? bitches lovvvee pink and self care!!
Twoface/Harvey Dent
Oh man they dig it. so heavily. You don't even know.
You look that good and study law?? they are smitten. they practically cream their pants
They also love the contrast between your real self and you vigilante persona, especially if you have a black or dark costume.
their on their knees begging, just for one chance. oh please oh please. all of a sudden this bitter and defensive criminal is absolutely weak for you.
Seriously, you show up during a heist and waggle your finger at them and he's ordering his goons to put everything back and pack back up into the van.
they'd kill to have you on their arm doll. imagine showing up to a party or gala, them dressed in their usual black and white suit and you in your pink glittery dress/suit.
they're happy to give you help on your college essays and even brilliant techniques for the courtroom, they were literally the best lawyer in Gotham.
overall, what a sexy couple you two would make!
Killer Croc/Waylon Jones
Oh you're so pretty and cute and-
he's so flustered upon discovering this about you.
but now he truly doesn't think he has a chance. you're such an attractive and a person with such potential! especially in terms of your career.
I mean he could never imagine someone like you, clad in pink and perfectly dressed would ever walk down the street arm and arm with him.
he is crushing on you big time and it is obvious. he's very reluctant to fight you. He's also very likely to hand himself up to you, knowing you would probably be able to give him legal advice.
he would always want to look spick and span or you, he practically polishes his scales and makes sure he doesn't smell bad or like a sewer.
if you start dating he would want to look amazing for you, please take him clothes shopping for stuff that actually fits and suits him!!
Bane
I don't think this man would ever judge on appearance. I don't believe the thought of "bimbo/himbo" would ever cross his mind.
he thinks you're attractive and smart. that's it.
so lord knows if anyone undermines your intelligence based on appearances in front of him.
he's got them on the floor, giant boot on their head, squeezing it like a grape, while asking them what makes them think they are any smarter now.
he loves the contrast of you two. you're a person with brilliant style and pretty in pink, next to a terrifying man clad in black wearing military pants and boots with muscles as big as your head.
your appearance doesn't mean he wont fight you just the same.
admires your aspiration to be a lawyer, especially if you look out for the little guy.
he thoroughly enjoys any conversation you two share about law, or politics.
Black Mask/Roman Sionis
Oh honey. oh baby. he thinks you're so hot. a pretty thing like you shouldn't be out there fighting men like him, getting into scraps with goons.
I mean come on.. you be his, and he'll get you whatever glamorous outfits and illustrious accessories your heart desires.
you'd look amazing together darling. imagine how you'd look together?? you with your gorgeous pink outfit and him with his black mask and white suit. what a pretty picture.
plus you've got brains too! what a perfect person. an all rounder.
Riddler/Edward Nygma
HOOOO MAMA. that's hot.
yes, he's vain and an asshole so yes at first he thinks you're a bimbo/himbo.
But! he does recognise that thus far as a vigilante you've been exceptionally quick with his riddles and puzzles, thus he does acknowledge your intelligence.
he also respects t=your aptitude for law, its a respectable career path, despite his feelings that the system is completely broken and idiotic.
This is a well dressed and refined man. He would appreciate your sense of style. would even reccomend a great tailor for suits and dresses!
Scarecrow/Jonathan Crane
That's very.. interesting. he is the kind of guy to just focus on the education part of it, not so much your appearance.
Not in a bad way, he does find it cute, but he's more impressed by your education!!
You would look amazing together though, very comical. the master of fear and the person who loves pink and a sunny disposition. very cute!
especially if he's out of costume. this gangly unkempt man with a knackered pair of glasses while you look as glam as usual.
