#king-crane

[noetic-noesis-noein]

From this  @king-crane​

    Sneering, one would think the Super would be used to insults and jeers from the opposition. Though that query felt surgical; right to the damaged tissue that continued to scab without healing.

    The lurch made her hair shoot straight up. White curls hung in the air, free of gravity. “Wouldn’t that be so much fun? If I was here simply for a social visit?” Hands smoothed down the unruly locks as she pouted. No matter how hard she tried to put on a brave face, the cracks in her façade were always visible to those with sharper eyes. 

    Rolling off her feet, she floated eye to eye with him. Clamping her molars together, up her shoulders went towards her ears. Hell, she didn’t even remember how she got out of their scuffle last time. She could feel the fear in her veins and his boot on her throat. 

     Crossing her arms, “I’m not planning on being a copycat of others, when I do, then you can go ahead and dissect my brain from there.” Stop talking you moron, you’re going to get yourself into more trouble. Fingers played with the bottom of a curl. “Gotham is what Gotham is. If it were up to me, I’d be back on the West Coast, but I’m here now.” Leaning in slightly, “And no matter what you want, you can’t get rid of me.” It always brought a little knowing smile to her face to be ‘insulted’ as a hero. “It’s Noetic. Now you know things that I need to know about.”

     Digging around through her utility belt, No produced a blurry image marked with CC TV times. “Heard you have a handshake with someone that goes by ‘The Khemist’.”

[staticonthestratosphere]

doctors: ✔✔ mob bosses: ✔✔ left-handed: ✔✔

GOD I literally don't have anything but insane ramblings for how much I love these two together: something something, 'I never thought I could see myself reflected in someone else, with all of my flaws and damnation'

credit for her dr. crane @king-crane and dr. rosemary j. paolazzi from one of my million other blogs @twoiinthehand

[spinxeret]

+ @king-crane gets a plotted thing !

+ Shooting in Gotham hadn't been nearly as EVENTFUL as so many of her friends had made it sound like it would be . The dangers were well KNOWN , given Gotham's reputation, but with all the PRECAUTIONS everyone within the cast and crew had taken, all of them had felt a bit SAFE considering how well everything had gone without a single hitch thus far . Was that a sign that they were in the CLEAR , or was that merely a cause for CONCERN ? Mary Jane was hoping it was the latter. With the LUCK she had in usually being the one to run into things, it wasn't like she hadn't had the word ' DANGER ' tattooed on her arm somewhere .

Right now ? She was beginning to think she was getting SICK . Her head was throbbing, and no matter what she'd done throughout the day, it seemed like the entire ROOM was shrinking around her. Her heart kept POUNDING against her chest, like the HAIR on the back of her neck were standing end-over-end . The idea of even leaving the room was beginning to make her feel like her skin was in a cold SWEAT .

If this was fear, it was unlike any she'd felt BEFORE .

[masquenoire]

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His phone beeps, alerting him to a new message. It’s not unusual for Roman to receive a number of messages on one of his direct numbers and only gives it a momentary glance before finishing the paragraph he’s reading. Crane was not somebody he’d expected to text him out of the blue, not even to wish him a Happy Christmas but the reality was so much more bizarre when Roman opened up the message only for his eyes to be assaulted by a graphic message stuffed full of emojis. ”What the fuck, Crane.” Roman said, holding the phone at arm’s length as though it were a venomous animal about to bite him. He couldn’t believe his eyes and briefly he wondered if this was some sort of joke on the Scarecrow’s part, a spam text perhaps? It didn’t seem like the man’s style but Roman had been wrong before and so he took a closer look, face twisting into an depraved leer as he snickered at the text before responding.       < You know there are easier ways to ask for a hook up, right?

[fferal-archive]

@king-crane sent an ask: “What an interesting little creature you are. Why do you have my face?”

"Wow." He's taken aback by both the sentiment and the observation: It's true. On first meeting, they do look quite alike. That explains some of those comments he's gotten.

"I thought my ego was large," Daken tells Crane, expression sanctimonious. "Your face? Have you ever heard of the concept of 'coincidence'? Sometimes people just look like each other."

To be fair, they really do. Though the height is a dead give-away; his neck is practically bending backwards to look up at him, arms crossing across his chest.

"You're too tall to be a glorified chemist. Be shorter."

[elisethetraveller]

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I was taking a break from reading up for my exam. Just a little break between reading dusty 18th-century stuff...And this is what I find xD

Thank you very much. I am definitely not bored anymore!

Happy Holidays to you too!

[archaievist]

@king-crane​ | X

She had been trying to get herself to ask for what feels like ages. Eliza couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment when she decided but once she did there was no stopping her.

As she watches him react to her question, there’s a bubble of fear in her stomach. What if he says no? Would their relationship be able to recover? But she couldn’t stop thinking about if he said yes.

So, she popped the question and it seems her bravery paid off.

He said yes.

She laughs a little as he kisses her, her kissing right back. Wiping away his tears, she holds his face closely. Her own tears make it a little hard to see him. “I uh,” she says quietly, “I even got you a ring. I didn’t know if you would say yes but I got one anyway. If you don’t like it we can return it and pick another one for you.”

[cursedcorn]

@king-crane from [x]

Lexi had followed the sleepless days slipping by. They didn’t tend to lose track of details. Just as well, given their more spiritual commitments on the day--they’d been terse, even though she had been used to performing them alone.

She wasn’t ashamed of worrying. Of the relief that was as much at his fierce look as the lack of obvious injuries. Not anymore.

“Sort the wheat and sort the chaff, let the winter make its mark.” She tilted up her head to look him properly in the eyes, an answering spark lighting in her own. “They’ll all have let their guard down. Just in time for tonight’s game.”