#Charlie Tahan x reader

[gothicknightz]

experiment on me — jerome valeska

experiment on me — jerome valeska

warnings: a punch thrown so far

notes: two parts? maybe three. the reader is gn. 

word count: 559

Jerome Valeska was finally silenced to a halt after being put in handcuffs and mailed off to Arkham without a hitch. He got into fisticuffs and ran his show, as well as getting his face punched off, and saying he had quite the day was an understatement.

But to him, the walls of Arkham were getting way too familiar than he precedented, despite running the show in a place he once called home temporarily. All the other locked-up systematic outlaws and failures were getting way too stale for him to handle.

Jerome was on his hands and knees begging for some stimulation and uprising. He couldn’t stand it anymore. When Jerome gets his hands on his friends, and he would, he was gonna blow the building like no other person had dared.

Then came in (y/n), someone who didn’t need saving even at the hands of a disappointing city with too many flaws. A city that Jerome and (y/n) were proud to call their home.

Oh, the thrill of someone new. Jerome was excited. Someone with flair, style, and panache. Finally, he was getting lucky in his unfortunate incarceration at Arkham.

But (y/n) didn’t plan on staying there long.

“Hey,” They snapped, “Ginger raccoon.” (y/n) was getting tired of countless attempts at getting Jerome’s attention, so in turn, they backed up and threw a punch. Hopefully, that would wake the smiling psycho up from whatever fantasy land he was in at the moment.

You could tell he was awakening something inside him as his facial expression was recognizing that he had gotten punched. “Oh,” He grumbled, backing up, and touching his cheek gingerly as if it were severely injured. “Thanks for the wake-up call.”

“About damn time.” (y/n) muttered as they now finally had a grasp on the ginger’s attention.

“Now, look,” They whispered, leaning in, “I can tell you’re not new here, and definitely have thrown your hat in the ring way too many times.” They then glanced at one of the many guards that loomed around the halls to keep the inmates in order, “You see that unaffected sad sack over there?”

Jerome seemed intrigued, arching a brow and leaning forward, “I need you to get his attention.”

“Why not get all of them?” Jerome asked, throwing out his arms in question, “Wouldn’t that be easier?” He pushed himself away from the table, going forward to stand on it and cupping his hands around his face to holler.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, may I have your attention!”

And as if they were zombies, anyone who wasn’t at least partially brain-dead turned their focus flat straight at Jerome, incoherent mumbles and questions being heard throughout the crowd.

“Today will be the day!”

The mumbles and those who were talking to themselves suddenly started to cheer as if they were some high school mob at a pep rally or sporting event, some of them even standing up to copy Jerome, who they adored with an unknowing passion.

“Today will be the day!”

The crowd cheered once again, but this time with a further sense of determination and insanity, with half of them unsure of what the day was or what exactly they were cheering for; most of them were too unhinged to comprehend their own sense of being.

Then that’s when the lights went out.

And everything turned to chaos.

[cheryblossoms]

One Bad Day

Micheal (Drunkbus) x reader

Warnings: idk. getting insulted?? a few curse words

Summary: Reader has been going on Michael's bus for awhile, so after Michael sees that Reader was having a bad day he finally did something he was nervous to do.

A/N: Wish more people wrote more fanfictions about drunkbus :(((

You quickly walk out of the bedroom and walk to the bus stop. Can today get any worse? You quietly ask yourself. You had been fired and your date called you ugly and a freak. Tears run down your cheek, causing your mascara to run down your face aswell. You looked like a mess.

After a few minutes, the bus arrives. You got on, still a sobbing mess as you sat down. "Jesus, Y/n. What happened?" Micheal muttered to you as you got on. You and Michael had become somewhat friends because of how often you got on his bus.

"Shit. Shit happened," You managed to get put through through your tears. You put your knees up to your chest, sobbing. Your makeup was all over your pants. After a bit, you calmed down, but you still looked like a mess.

Everyone on the bus had left, so now it was just you and Michael. Michael got out of his seat, and walked over to you. "Hey, do you wanna go get something to eat?" Michael asked, staring down at you. You look up and nod. Using Michael's hand, you stood up and got off the bus. You guys walked to a small shop.

You guys got your food and sat down at a small table. "So. What made you look like.. that?" Michael points at your messed up makeup. You laugh a bit, before sighing. "Bad date. Really bad date," You say, sighing. "What happened? Bad one night stand?" Michael teases.

"No. We didn't even get that far. But, he just called me ugly," You look down at your food. Michael bites his bottom lip. "Oh," Michael looks down aswell. You just nod. "I know this is horrible timing but... can I tell you something?"

You look up. "Whats up?" You tap your foot in anticipation. Michael takes a deep breath before speaking. "I.. I love you, I've loved you since the day you got on my bus for the first time," Michael continues to stare at his food, his food being super interesting to him.

You open your mouth slightly, a bit shocked at his confession. Michael hesitates before looking up at you. "If you don't feel the same, it's cool," Michael says, a bit sad. "I love you too," Your shocked expression slowly turning into a smile. Michael smiles back. "So. Will you be my girlfriend?" Michael hesitantly asks. You nod and lean over to kiss him

.

You both pull away after a bit, both of you guys having a stupid smile on your faces. You guys go back to eating your food, still smiling like an idiot.

Maybe today wasn't so bad after all.

[madame-fear]

ok,no acostumbro a hacer esto, pero vi que escribes para Charlie Tahan y sus personajes (literalmente pensé que era la unica) y pues tenía esta idea de Josh T x reader, donde ella tambien asesina a alguien y Josh se entera, y como sería su reacción

— ☆ amira speaks : holaa corazon mío! disculpa que esto ha demorado en ser publicado, perdí un poco la motivación para escribir por Josh :( además, si esto se ve fuera de su personaje, pido disculpas! ya que me olvidé levemente de la película y los sucesos en ella. De todas maneras, espero que lo disfrutes!! 💞

: ̗̀➛ Lo más probable es que Josh se haya enterado de que has matado a alguien porque tú se lo has dicho, sabiendo — y habiendo estado presente — del turbulento momento de cuando él mismo asesinó a Daryl con su katana.

: ̗̀➛ En términos generales creo que él obviamente estaría sorprendido de que hayas decidido contarle a él, y exclusivamente a él — a nadie más.

: ̗̀➛ Su reacción creo que dependería de tu propia reacción ante tal hecho. Por ejemplo, si estás nerviosa y triste/preocupada de que alguien se entere, él intentará darte comfort abrazandote, y acariciando tu espalda con su mano. Aunque su reacción es un poco fría, te proveera su cariño para calmar sus nervios de la mejor manera posible.

: ̗̀➛ Si en cambio, no estás nerviosa, reaccionas de una manera bastante casual/normal, y de hecho tienes tu propio morbo de haber disfrutado de haber asesinado a alguien; él no te juzgará. Porque básicamente sería exactamente de la misma manera que él siente y piensa.

: ̗̀➛ Creo que inclusive iría tan lejos como insistir en seguir sintiendo esa adrenalina del momento de asesinar a alguien, y probablemente serían partners in crime — sin importar que digan los demás acerca de ustedes.

[shylemon0]

“What scares you the most?” (Gotham!Jonathan Crane x Reader)

i LOVE this version of Jonathan crane/scarecrow, he deserves so much more love!

It’s really hard to find fanfics and fanart for this version so I thought I could make some for my boy

Warning: Implied abusive parent and hallucinations, nightmares, talking about abandonment, using R instead of y/n

(Gn Reader) ———

“-HE WHAT?!” I yelled into the phone “I’ll be right there” I hastily said hanging up as I put on my shoes and ran out the door, I could hear my mom call after me asking what I was doing as I ran down the the hallway towards the stairs of our apartment building.

I ran towards the hospital worried out of my mind, how could this happen?! I should have stopped it, told someone who could have help him get away from his dad, thoughts filling my mind of what I could have done to stop that bastard from experimenting on Jonathan, but I’m not an adult I couldn’t have stopped him and the adults I told to look into them didn’t do a single thing to help, all I felt was the guilt in my chest growing as I heard my feet hitting the wet ground as I ran in the rain.

Once I got to the hospital I slowed down a bit and started to hastily walk up the stairs to the floor they kept Jonathan, I looked around for the police knowing that they would be guarding the area Jonny was staying in, the second I saw the uniforms I quickly walked towards them 

“where is he?” I ask the detective as I push past the two police men standing in my way, “where is Jonathan” I ask again my voice shaking, his previously harden face softened once I said Jonathan’s name “you must be his friend, I’m detective Gordon, I was the one who called you about the umm- incident” he said reaching out his hand for a handshake, “will you take me to him?” I asked ignoring his hand being more worried about Jonny than being polite, “yeah, of course- this way” he says as he turns to walk me to the room they were keeping him.

Just as we reached the outside of his room I felt a hand holding me back keeping me from opening the door “wait- before you go in” Gordon starts but stops himself and just sighs as he motions to the windows next to the door, once I looked through I saw Jonathan struggling and terrified “right now he’s seeing whatever he’s the most afraid of and um” he looked down clearly feeling a little guilty, I looked away from Jonathan and towards detective Gordon “what?” I ask getting more worried “the doctors say he might never stop seeing whatever is haunting him mind” he finished, taking a breath looking back up at me “you can go see him now, just be careful” Gordon said, not giving it a second thought I walked into the room as quickly and carefully as I could.

Once I was in the room I froze for a second, seeing how much distress Jonathan was in was unsettling and heartbreaking, I wouldn’t want to make it worse so I took a breath and slowly walked towards him “Jonathan?” I softly say getting his attention, his face immediately softened once he saw me but quickly turned back to fear as he scanned the room, he sighed in relief and looked back at me his eyes watering “oh Jonny” I whispered as I sat down next to him wiping away the tears that threatened to fall down his cheek, “hey it’s okay, you’re safe” i try to calm him as I noticed the restraints, what the fuck, I quickly moved to take them off ignoring the feeling of eyes glaring into my scull from the outside, the second I got of the restraints I helped him sit up and hugged him.

I could feel his shaken breath against my neck as I held him “you’re safe- you’re safe” I whispered feeling him relax in my arms while clenching onto my shirt “please don’t go” he whimpered “i will never leave you” I whispered into his hair as I rubbed him back.

———

I haven’t left the hospital in 3 days but I could care less about the outside world right now, all I want to do is help Jonathan as much as I possibly can.

I sat on a chair on the side of his bed, resting my head against my hand half asleep when I heard mumbling and groaning, once I opened my eyes I saw Jonathan struggling around in the bed mumbling and groaning afraid, I sat up and reached out to his hand “Jonathan- Jonathan!” I held him stopping him from moving trying to wake him up “Jonny?”,  his eyes shot open “No!” He gasped “hey- hey it was just a nightmare” i comforted him as he shook in his bed “I can’t take it anymore, please make it stop” he whimpered and breathed unevenly, I got up and sat down on the side of the bed and grabbed his hand rubbing my thumb over his knuckles “I’ll do anything i can to make you feel better I promise” I said quietly, giving him some time to think he looked up at me and timidly opened his mouth to ask something “C-could you lay with me- and hold me?” He looked away shyly, I smiled and said “of course” he quickly moved to give me room to lay down.

I got beside him and wrapped my arms around him letting him lean his head on my chest, he pulled the comforter over us as he snuggled into me, we ended staying like this for the next few days since the comfort of his favorite person holding him kept the nightmares away.

Simply just laying there and talking has been some of Jonathan’s favorite thing to do, it reminded him of how it was before he got injected with the toxin, no fear just the comfort of his best friend and significant other being right there for him, talking has made the time go by quickly, talking about books and movies we liked and of course just talking about life in general, but we were also able to just sit comfortably in silence not feeling the need to fill the room with our voices, It was one of those times when Jonathan and I were just laying there in silence when Jonathan decided to ask me a question, “R?” Jonny look up at me “yes Jon?” I looked down at him “What scared you the most?” He asked sweetly, normally in any other situation this question would have creeped me out but not with him, I looked up “erm- I guess” I took a breath “i guess being abandoned or loosing the people I love” I looked back down on him and gave him a comforting smile, “Really?” He quietly asked “i know it’s stupid-” i started but before I could finish I felt Jonathan’s lips on my temple, “it’s not stupid” he whispered as he moved back to look at my face “I promise I’ll make sure that you’ll never go through that fear, I promise” he said as he looked me in my eyes with such care and love in his eyes, it made my heart flutter as I smiled and kissed the bridge of his nose and laid down with him in my arms.

<3

[danioak7]

A Perfect Day

Heyo! This is Dani here! Finally posting one of my insert reader fanfics on here, and what could be a better way than to start with the first of 4 parts in my Jonathan Crane series! I’ll hopefully post up another random fanfic later on, but here’s part 1 of my A Perfect Life series. Hope you guys enjoy❤️

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“Johnny, c’mon! I’m sure your dad won’t mind.”

“I-I’m not sure, Y/N...”

She stopped running. She then turned to face him and grabbed his hands. She looked almost nervous. Her small problem was that she did this without thinking too much, and she never considered if Jonathan would be okay with this. She looked up into his eyes, and he could see her e/c eyes as clear as day. They were mesmerizing.

“Hey. If he gets you in trouble, I’ll be there to take the blame.”

“I-I don’t want you to do that. That doesn’t seem right.”

“I don’t care if it’s right; I’m not letting you be at fault for this. But if you don’t want to go...”

“N-No! No, I-I want to go. I really do, Y/N. Let’s just go.” If he was being honest, he really just wanted to spend more time with her. With her holding his hands, he felt safe. He wanted to be in a relationship with her so bad, but with his dad’s research picking up, he knew he couldn’t dare be with her. His father was already so hesitant about him going to school, so what would happen if he got a girlfriend?! But at this moment, he just wanted to be with Y/N. So that’s what he did; he stuck with Y/N.

“Really? O-Okay! Yeah! C’mon, it’s this way!” Y/N still held onto one of his hands as the pair raced from the front of the school towards the small town closest to the school. It wasn’t quite considered as being “in Gotham”, but it was a peaceful little town with a low crime rate, considering how heavy the crime was in the large neighbouring city. For a good bit, the teens were running. But Y/N eventually slowed down, because neither teen could successfully run very far. The entire time, Jonathan held her hand tightly. He was afraid that if he let go, then he’d lose her forever. They strolled through the small town just outside of Gotham, just enjoying each other’s company. She led him towards a pier, where there was a safety railing so people didn’t fall into the water. What she did next left Jonathan in awe...

She let go of his hand and ran up to the railing. She stood there holding onto it, and looking at the water and the sky with so much hope in her eyes. The wind blew lightly, and it softly lifted her h/l, h/c hair. Her skirt was blowing behind her in the wind, and her body language showed that she was at peace. The water in front of her was a deep, sparkling blue. The sky was filled with cotton candy shaped clouds, and was coloured a pale blue like the shirt he wore that day.

The breeze became a bit cold for her, so she shivered slightly. In an instant, Jonathan calmly took off his hoodie, walked towards her, and wrapped it around her. She was so grateful for the gesture. She even wrapped an arm around him, as she hoped he would stay beside her. He did indeed.

The pair started towards the open water ahead of them. It was such a calm time in both of their lives; it felt so weird, but in a good way. But the gears in Jonathan’s head were turning rapidly, just trying to figure out how to tell the sweet angelic girl beside him how he truly felt. To hell with what his dad thought; he wanted to be with her. And if that was the last thing that he would do, he’d be glad he did. Y/N on the other hand was in pure bliss. The boy she had fallen for all those years ago was in such close proximity to her, to the point where she could almost hear his heartbeat. She decided to lay her head on his shoulder, which startled the nervous boy.

“I’m sorry, Johnny! I didn’t mean to do anything wrong.”

“N-No! You’re good. Um, if you want to, you can put your head back there. I really liked it...”

“Oh, okay. I really liked it too.”

Once her head landed back on his shoulder, Jonathan pulled her slightly closer to him. His confidence had disappeared in an instant. But Y/N needed to say one more thing before they fell back to their comfortable silence:

“I’m so glad you’re here with me, Jonathan. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“M-Me too, Y/N. I think I’d be pretty lost.”

“You’d still be in the corner, alone at lunch,” the smaller one replied with a chuckle.

“That I would be. That I would be...” and with that, the pair fell back to their peaceful silence. But Jonathan’s head was still trying to figure out how on Earth he was gonna tell her that he felt all these feelings for her.

Bit by bit, his confidence came back. After a while, he did something that even took him by surprise: he lightly kissed Y/N’s forehead and muttered that he loves her. As soon as he did, his face turned an even darker shade of red (if it even could). Where did this come from?! He wasn’t even thinking straight. He started to panic, and wished he hadn’t said that out loud nor done anything at all. During his panic, the small girl looked up at him with large doe eyes.

“I-I’m sorry, Y/N. I-I don’t k-know what-“

“Shut up.”

“I- what?” That got his attention for sure.

“Shut up! You’re so nervous! Don’t be,” she lightly grabbed his chin so that he would look at her, and looked deep into his eyes. Her smile was huge, “because I love you too.”

His mind went blank. Absolutely blank. She loved him?! Oh god, his heart was soaring. He was on cloud 9. All his setbacks in this whole endeavour today had been because he was so nervous and stuck in his head. But all the things that led to something good were when he just shut off his mind, and followed his heart. So that’s what he did.

The lovestruck boy pulled the equally lovestruck girl closer to him, and repeatedly planted sweet kisses to her forehead. The pair were a smiling, blushing mess. But they didn’t care; they had each other. After the many kisses to her forehead, Jonathan mustered up the courage to plant a gentle kiss onto the beautiful girl’s lips. It was sweet and simple, that left the two of them wanting a little bit more. When the two teens pulled away, they instantly wrapped each other in a tight hug.

For Jonathan, he finally found someone to love him and not have the urge to use him for studying purposes. But for Y/N, she now had someone to call her own. She had always wanted someone who loves her unconditionally, and now she finally has that person: her best friend and now boyfriend, Jonathan Crane. And as they watched the cotton candy clouds shift and the sparkling water ripple, their souls intertwined. That single thing caused a symphony of endless love and adoration that rang through the air around them. No matter what would happen in the future, they’d face it together.

But that was all just a pleasant memory now. Now Jonathan sat in a cell in Arkham Asylum, with his back pressed against the wall and a photo in hand. He managed to sneak the photo in, and hide it any time someone came nearby. It was a photo that Y/N had taken that day: she held the camera in a selfie-like fashion, and it showed her with a giant smile. Jonathan was behind her, with his arms wrapped around her waist and his head on her shoulder. He looked so lovestruck in the photo. He still was to this day. The poor boy still twitched with fear as he sat, but that photo- no, the sight of Y/N kept him calm.

She never visited. It was as though he didn’t exist anymore. He would never know if she just didn’t want to come, or if there was something blocking her path. But as long as he had the photo in his hand, he believed he’d be alright. Maybe not today, but maybe tomorrow. Or the next day, even.

“If I could just take us back to those days. If I had one wish, then I could just do that. You used to brighten every empty space, and the words ‘I love you’ replaced any doubt I had. Maybe time wouldn’t try to erase you from my mind. If you could only know that I’d never let you go, Y/N.”

The guard heard Jonathan’s ramblings, and went to check on him. The scared boy saw the infamous scarecrow figure instead, looming over top of him. As soon as the guard got close, he saw the photo. He grabbed it out of Jonathan’s hand, and marched back outside. In Jonathan’s eyes, he saw the scarecrow figure that he hated wrenching his hand open. Then he finally saw the guard, who proceeded to take the photo from the helpless boy. And with that, all his hope disappeared, and he was left completely alone.

“A-And the words ‘I promise, I’ll be back. I’m not leaving you’ r-ring through my head. I-I m-miss y-you Y/N…”

The broken shell of a hopeless boy was all that was left in that cell. And from that point on, there were few words he actually said. All that came from him now were screams.

[imagine--if]

Safe - Gotham!Jonathan Crane Imagine

Petrified.

One of the main emotions he felt, day in and day out. The Scarecrow was always there, looming in the shadows, ready to pounce and play his torturous games. He could never be rid of it.

But there was one thing - one person - that could ease the extreme terror of it all. One girl that could majestically, even angelically, cause the Scarecrow to flee, just by her casual presence,

And that girl was you.

His dad was obsessed with conquering fear, and as his son, Jonathan Crane was involved in the toxin work. Of course he wouldn’t go against him. But one night, when the GCPD discovered what was really happening, his father got shot - but not before injecting Jonathan with a huge amount of the toxin.

That was when the Scarecrow made his appearance. And when he did, well, Jonathan couldn’t think straight - in fact, he couldn’t think at all. He would scream until he couldn’t scream anymore, absolutely terrified of the demon who ceaselessly haunted him. Which was often.

You had met Jonathan a few months ago or so, your curiosity getting the better of you when you followed Gerald Crane and his son to a pool, where an apparent attempted murder happened inside. You had accidentally bumped into his son when you decided it was probably best to leave, and though he was wary and seemingly nervous at first, to you he was just an innocent boy. After a few minutes, you were forced to leave, as his dad was making his way back - but ever since then, you two had seen each other around, and you were pretty much his only friend. In fact, friend was quite an understatement. You two were very close.

So when you came to him when he was in hospital after the incident, instantly ridding him of the Scarecrow that was advancing towards him - much to his astonishment, and got him out of having to stay in an asylum (as he didn’t really have anywhere else to stay) it was agreed that he could stay with you, in your apartment, with a much more positive and homey vibe to it. The two of you started dating not too long after, and Jonathan was in constant awe of how his waking nightmare would vanish as soon as you came near. But your good-nature and kindheartedness were so comforting and lovable to him, and he couldn’t understand how you were so happy with staying by his side, calming him down after nightmares or being there, listening.

This particular night, though, the hated figure haunted him yet again, in his sleep, and his whimpers and unconscious struggling caught your attention from your bedroom, which was opposite his. You weren’t really asleep anyway, reading a captivating mystery novel in the dim yellow glow from the lamp on your nightstand. Placing the book down, you slid out of bed and immediately went over to Jonathan’s room, concern and sympathy in your expression as you gently shook him awake, causing him to inhale sharply, green-blue eyes wide. He let out a shaky breath after noticing you sitting beside him, relaxing slightly and stuttering your name.

“It’s okay,” you said softly, brushing chocolate-brown locks out from his face and holding his shaking hand, “it’s okay, Jonnie. Breathe.”

Jonathan held your hand tighter, sitting up a little. “God, I hate this,” he mumbled. He glanced around the dark room quickly for any sign of the dreaded creature, but it wasn’t there. Of course it wasn’t. You were here.

“I know,” you said, shifting a little closer to him, “I’m sorry... just, try not to think about it, okay? You’re safe.”

Jonathan nodded, and you smiled warmly, wrapping your arms around him and hugging him tightly. He returned it just as tightly, burying his head in your neck and breathing in your sweet, calming scent. 

“Thank you,” he whispered, pulling away and meeting your gaze with a weak smile, “thank you, for not leaving, or anything...”

You nodded and smiled. “Yeah, of course. Shall I go now, or-”

“No,” he said quickly, before breaking eye-contact nervously, “no... ca- can you stay?”

You nodded again in understanding. “Sure.”

Jonathan moved over a little and you climbed in beside him, where he immediately wrapped his arms around you, as if you were the only thing grounding him to the earth, to safety and literally everything else. Which you kind of were.

“You alright?”

He nodded, his breathing slowly returning to normal as you ran your fingers through his hair. After a minute or so, he whispered your name, and your gaze flicked to meet his.

“Yeah?”

He hesitated for a few moments, a blush dusting his cheeks before he quietly said, “I... I love you.”

You smiled, butterflies and affection forming at his words. “I love you too, Jonnie.”

He pulled you in then, pressing his soft lips to yours, pleasure and warmth spreading throughout his body as you returned it. You eventually broke apart, and Jonathan hugged you tightly again, nuzzling against you tiredly before you both drifted to sleep in each other's arms.

So, it was true - petrified was one of the main emotions he felt, day in and day out. But the others he felt, when he was with you - they were love, comfort, and just... safety. Completely safe, so long as you were with him, being the light in his darkness.

[xopheliasunflowerx]

Enjoy this Scarecrow Edit Song: Monster by Imagine Dragons

[gothy-froggy]

Since you asked for it You x Scarecrow

(Also I had someone other in mind but they're real so they out of picture)

Very honored that I'm shipped with Scarecrow, but I have to say, it definitely depends on which one lol

The one I have a possibility with is Charlie Tahan's from Gotham.

DK/Nolan, Cillian Murphy? That would be so difficult. More because of my personality (poor man!)

But I would not say no if I had a chance 🤭

(Maybe I should make a oneshot with a reader just like myself to see-)

Also-

WHO IS THIS MYSTERY PERSON

I wanna know, they aren't out of the picture unless I say so!

Anyways should I make a oneshot or headcanon where the reader is like me? Lemme know

[madame-fear]

ahh can you do some josh templeton x reader headcanons! with the reader like at the same school and how they hangout after school. i love him sm 😭

~🦈anon

Hello 🦈 anon! Yesss this is going to be my first Josh Templeton headcanons and I still didn't watch the movie LMAO, so hope you like it!! 😂💕 He’s such a cute boy tbh 😭

(I kept the reader gender neutral just in case! Do tell me if you prefer me to keep a Fem!Reader with your requests 😊)

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Josh Templeton x GN!Reader | Hanging Out With Him Headcanons

You two met because you were always in the same classes together. He did notice you most of the time, but never really had the chance to talk to you or meet you, until you were paired for a school project.

At first, he was a bit awkward and quiet around you, but eventually you grew closer to each other since you had a lot in common, and your personalities were also very similar.

Now that you know each other and are close, he always invites you to hangout at his house after school. You literally spend more time at his house than yours 😂

Your favourite activity to do at his house is playing your favourite videogames together.

Something he especially likes to do with you is grab your school's yearbook photo and judge/criticise random people.

He'd get kind of jealous if you mention anything about liking or having a crush on someone while looking through the yearbook. But, he'll do his best to ignore his jealousy.

Definitely shows off his ability with his brother's katana to you.

His ego is boosted to the max when you compliment him about how good he is with the katana, and he loves hearing you cheering for him.

Don't be surprised if he offers himself to teach you how to properly use a katana without injuring yourself.

During your hangouts he'd often take you somewhere not so far away from the city, but peaceful, so he can show you how to use it

^ That's kind of an excuse to actually be near you and be able to touch you..

He compliments and congratulates you a lot when you succesfully slice a milk carton, just like you do when he slices a milk carton without failing.

He really enjoys spending some time alone with you, so another thing you would do to hangout after school is biking around the bridge and talking about anything in general.

Buying tons of your fave snacks together!

Doing homework is much better when you're by his side helping each other out with it.

He just appreciates every little moment he gets to be with you after school, he appreciates your company a lot.

[madame-fear]

You: Is something burning? Charlie, leaning seductively on the counter: Just my desire for you. You: Charlie, the toaster is literally on fire.

[madame-fear]

screaming, crying, foaming at the mouth and gripping the sheets. your works are so good 😭🫶best writer ily

more josh templeton head canons pleassseeee 😽

i was thinking like some more cutesy cutesy stuff yknow “i like the way your hand looks in mine” and OMG dancing😭in the😭rain😭🥹 just absolutely kill me with the amount of cheesy fluff please. hugs from behind, first kiss, the confesion even omg. “would you date me if i was a worm?🥺”

~🦈

OMG THANK YOUUU!!! 😭😭💕💕 I swear it makes me so so happy to read that you like my work aaaaaa–🥺🥺❤ It's an honour to serve this lovely community 🥰

JOSH TEMPLETON FLUFF HEADCANONS COMING RIGHT UP 🙌 I decided to make general HCs for this one so I could write a variety of things for this cutie boy, so here it goes!! 🥰 Happy reading! 💕

(whoops I just noticed i also got a bit carried away with this one and might be long 😅 anyways! Hope you still enjoy it! Made it as fluffy as possible💕)

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Josh Templeton x Fem!Reader | General Fluff Headcanons

Lover boy™

Once this precious boy has fallen in love with you, you've got him. He's forever yours, he's the most LOYAL person you could ever have in your life.

When he realises he's falling deep for you (a lot), it would take him some time to actually admit it, even to himself. Just let him process what he's feeling, and he'll eventually give up and just admit it.

This cute boy would be so, so incredibly awkward and nervous around you 🥺 On the outside he tries to keep his cool, and on the inside he's absolutely losing his shit when he sees you near him.

You're one of the girls he told Zach he would date and have sex with

He's ALWAYS near you, or putting up excuses just to be near you. He thinks so highly of you, and he appreciates every second he gets to spend with you 💕

It takes him some time to actually confess to you that he's in absolute love with you. Despite being so, so afraid of rejection, he needs so badly to get it off his chest.

The day he finally confesses, he would do it by inviting you to hangout at his house after school. I definitely picture him with a whole speech prepared! Mainly because he knows he'll get extremely nervous and perhaps stutter, so he doesn't really want to fail, especially because he's confessing his undying love for you.

You had your first kiss that same day he confessed. Of course, you were the one who initiated the kiss because he was too nervous to do so.

After the kiss please tell him you love him too, because hIS WHOLE HEART WILL MELT WITH TONS OF EMOTIONS HE'S NEVER FELT BEFORE 🥺💕💕💕

Your best friend, Josh had invited you to hangout to his home after school. You had an enormous crush on him, so of course you said yes. You were enjoying yourself a lot spending time next to him, but the problem was, that you noticed him more nervous than usual.

Worried for him, you placed a hand on his shoulder reassuringly. His body immediatly tensed at the feeling of your hands touching him. "Hey, Josh, are you ok? I noticed you've been acting tense lately." Slightly tilting your head to your side, there was a spark of concern in your voice, as you gently rubbed his shoulder, his body was still tense.

He wasn't looking at you, he was directly looking to the floor. He took a depe breath, and sighed. "I have to tell you something." His voice was soft and quiet. "What is it? Please tell me. You know you can trust me." Your other hand went directly to grab his hand and slightly squeeze it. You could feel him getting even more tense under your touch.

Now, he lifted his sight and looked directly into your eyes, his blue eyes heavily pierced through your whole soul, provoking small butterflies in your stomach. In his cheeks, there was a hint of redness. "I..." He stopped for a brief moment, but continued, "I like you, (Y/N)!" Your eyes went wide at his sudden confession. Was this real? Or just a pretty dream? You thought to yourself.

"I love you. I love every little thing about you. Your smile never fails to lighten my day. You're so, so pretty in many ways, and so incredibly smart. I spend my nights completely sleepless because of you, I just can't get you off my mind. I get it if you don't li–" You interrupted his speech by throwing yourself at him as you immediatly wrapping your arms around his neck, and gave him a deep and loving kiss.

He was ar shock first, but eventually gave in the kiss, allowing himself to be immersed in your love as he softly caressed your cheek with his thumb. You then broke it apart after running out of air, and you looked at him with a wide grin on your face. "I love you too, silly. I always have, since the first time we met." His blush intensified, as a smile also began forming on his face. "So, that means...we are dating now?" You shyly asked, as you were still on top of him, your arms wrapped around his neck.

"Only if you want to." "Of course I do." "Then it's settled. We're a thing now."

Prepare to be absolutely loved by this cutie boy 💗

Baby steps with him, please. He's literally clueless about dating.

He's actually very shy when it comes to physicality, so it would take him a while to get used to it. Most likely you're the one initiating the physical contact with him until he's confident enough to do it first.

Eventually he'll start getting used to your kisses, hugs, cuddles, and all sort of physical contact. So, that's enough to boost his confidence a bit and make him kiss you first.

His kisses are so soft and are full of pure love 🥰 He loves cupping your cheeks when he kisses you because he loves how they feel in his hands 🥺💕

When it comes to display of affection, he prefers doing it in private rather than PDA. The only way he shows his love for you in public is by grabbing your hand and giving you a quick peck on your lips.

HAND HOLDING ALL THE TIME 24/7 💗

His favourite part of your body are your hands. He always grabs your hand and places it on top of his hand so he can caress it with his fingers.

For him, it's actually very cute how delicate and small your hands look in his 🥰

"You know," He finally spoke, after you two were in complete silence for a few good minutes. "I like the way your hand looks in mine."

At this point, hand kisses are very often. He'll love kissing your delicate hands, and sometimes he gives your finger little pecks.

Dates as often as possible! 💕

He loves the feeling of your body pressed against his, so expect him to randomly hug and kiss you from behind.

He would lovingly wrap his arms around your waist and press you against his body, also, he places his head on top of your shoulder and kisses both your cheek and neck 🥰

Considering that he likes always hugging you from behind, he would definitely be the big spoon in bed.

Speaking of beds & cuddles, you often spend time at his house and definitely spend the night there with him. He loves having you sleeping in the same bed as his! 💞 He gets to admire your beautiful and angelical face while you sleep.

Very often likes to play soft music and slow dance with you 💕Though, he kind of prefers slow dancing with you under the rain 😍

Only likes dancing with you bc he likes holding you near and twirling you around 💞

Just so, so pure and sweet. Expect to catch him staring at you completely lovestruck more than once! 🥺

Mess with his hair a bit, he'll absolutely move the feeling of having your fingers interwined in his wild hair.

His kisses are so gentle and passionate, and he'll love to either cup your cheeks or grab you by the waist while kissing you ♥️

If you ever want (and need), you can use his lap or shoulder as a pillow. If you place your head in his shoulder, he'll put an arm around you and sweetly rub your arms. But if you place your head in his lap, he'll love playing with your hair and touching your cheeks with the back of his fingers 😍

Biking around together all the time!

He loves teaching you how to use the katana. So, he'll usually take you to a forest or any place far away from the city & the people and will definitely teach you how to use it by slicing milk cartons.

He'll cheer you up and would be so proud of you when you slice several milk cartons without failing! You'll definitely be rewarded with a big smooch on your lips 😌

You're his top priority. This loving boy would take so, so much care of you, and promised to himself that he would always protect and defend you no matter the situation💗

"Would you date me if I was a worm?" "What–? Well, of course I fucking would. You'd be the cutest fucking worm I would've ever seen and I would take so much care of you."

[madame-fear]

Charlie: Y/N, what are you doing?

You, squiggling in his arms: Hiding.

Charlie: Do you mean...hugging?

You: Did I stutter?

You: This is my safe place.

You: Now shut up and put your arms around me.

[madame-fear]

Hiya Darling

I’ve also been feeling kinda down lately idk with like my looks and just feeling unlovable yknow when ugh life. So like i know i just recently asked for a comforting josh templeton work but can i get another serving of some either jonathan or josh comforting reader. One of thos “no one would pick me in a room of girls” type of situations you get me. So sorry if this is too deep and totes ruining the mood right now my apologies.

~the super cool and amazing 🦈

Hello babe!! ❤ Ohh my dear, I don't like to hear that 🥺 No one should feel that way! You're amazing and so cool!! Remember that there's always there who truly loves you for who you are, and cares for you.

I understand how you feel, because I've felt that way before (and still do quite often), and it's horrible. So, if you ever need to talk to someone about it, feel free to contact me whenever you want! My DM's are always open 🥰💕

I originally was going to write this one for Gotham! Jonathan, but finally decided to write it for Josh Templeton bc I know (and imagine) you like reading about him 🥰

Here it goes, my dearest!! Enjoy your reading, and hope it makes you better🥺❤

WARNING: Mentions of self-hate (and speech), reader feels awful and is kind of depressed, and some slight cussing. Starts with Angst, ends with some fluff.

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Bad Liar | Josh Templeton x Fem!Reader

Dreadfulness consumed your entire body, making you feel lifeless, not wanting to do anything else but just lay on your bed and stare at the roof on your now dark bedroom. You were having one of those moments where you felt entirely like shit, awful, unlovable...ugly, even. You weren't even able to look ar yourself in the mirror, you currently despised yourself.

You skipped a few days of school, since you had called in sick. You didn't have the motivation nor energy to get out of your house and deal with all the usual chaos of the school. You just needed some time alone to process all your emotions, hoping for this awful sensation to go away soon. You had received a few calls, which you assumed it was from your friends, but you never picked up the phone. The last thing you needed was to talk to someone, not even with your friends.

Taking a deep sigh, you shifted to your side in bed, and mindlessly stared at the window, even if you couldn't see anything outside since they were covered by the curtains. You weren't even thinking about anything, your presence was just there as you tightly hugged yourself. The soft, cold breeze hitting against your window.

Suddenly, the sound of your front door being open made you quickly sit in bed, and guide your eyes from your window to your bedroom's door. Adrenaline rushed in your whole body, unsure of what was yet to come. You softly gripped yourself from the lamp that stood on your nightstand, ready to hit whoever came inside your home.

"(Y/N)?" A familiar voice called, making you sigh with relief. You had forgotten about the fact that your best friend, Josh, had a key to enter your home whenever he wanted.

The strong grip you previously had on your lamp slowly softened, knowing that there was no threat to be aware of, sighing once again. It didn't take long until your bedroom door was opened, quietly creaking. His tall figure appeared through your door, and saw you sitting on bed, holding the lamp near your chest. "Fuck off, man. You scared the shit out of me." You softly scolded him, your voice tone was low and unexpressive. He simply scoffed at your comment, walking towards you, and immediatly plopping down on the edge of your bed.

"So..." you said, raising an eyebrow towards him. "What are you here for?" You asked, your voice and face were still expressionless. You didn't feel like talking to someone, but deep down inside, you were glad that he was there with you. It was as if you so badly needed him to be there, without you even being aware of it. "Why do you think I'm here? Because I'm worried about you, (Y/N)." There was something about his comment that made you feel...oddly emotional, it was like it made you drown with sorrow. You couldn't believe someone as sweet and caring as him could be worried about someone like you.

"Please, (Y/N). I know you're not sick, you're a really bad liar. I know there's something else going on. What is it? Tell me." He carefully grabbed both your hands, softly squeezing them. He placed one of his hand on top of yours, and the other one at the bottom, leaving your hands in the middle. You couldn't bare holding your emotions, you needed to release everything. These last few days you felt as if you couldn't let your emotions out, you couldn't even cry...but somehow, he made you feel overwhelmed with all the feelings you've held for so long. "It's just that..." You began speaking, taking a deep breath before you could continue. "Life is going on, Joshua!" That's it. You completely lost it, you couldn't hold it anymore. Without even realising, several tears began escaping through your eyes, and running through your cheeks.

"No one would pick me in a room full of girls!" You were now practically drowning in your own tears and sobbing. "I hate myself so much, Josh..." Some gentle sobs escaped your lips as you spoke. "I can't even look at myself in the mirror, I just feel so ugly and so unlovable, I'm so, so worthless..." Instinctively, not being able to look at him in the eyes out of shame, you looked down at your lap, as some tears left both your sweater and your pants with small wet spots from the tears, and began violently sobbing. He had never seen you this way before, which provoked his heart to drop at the sight of you in such a bad state. Without a single thought, he released both your hands, and quickly wrapped you in the warmth of his arms, tightly pressing you against his chest as you sobbed.

He softly played with strands of your hair, and rubbed your back in a comforting way. "That's not true. None of what you just said is true." He softly spoke, trying to soothe you. Your arms were tightly wrapped around his body, and hearing his soft voice speak made you calm down a bit. "You're the most amazing person I could ever met, I never stop thinking about how lucky I am to know someone like you, you know that?" His sweet words made you force yourself to stop sobbing. Even if you didn't want him to see your reddish face so messy due to all the recent crying, he placed some fingers under your chin and forcing you to look at him. His icy blue eyes pierced through your soul in a different way...like no one had ever done before in your life. With his other hand, he gently wiped away your tears with his fingertips. The closeness between you two made your cheeks get reddish.

"You only say that because you must pity me." Your voice was too weak to speak, breaking in the middle of your talking, your voice tone lower than usual. The way he deeply stared into your eyes gave you goosebumps, it made you feel weak under his touch. "No, I don't. I mean it. I love you so so much, (Y/N)." He briefly paused before continuing, noticing that your eyes widened at his sudden confession. "In a room full of girls, I would pick you. You're so different...different than most girls I've seen in my life. Your personality is so witty and enchanting, you're so unique. I wouldn't replace you for anything in the world." He was certainly getting into your heart, now. A small smile began forming on your lips as he kept talking, the blush on your face didn't fail to increase. "You're not unlovable, you're not worthless, and certainly, you're not ugly."

The tight your arms previously had around his body softened, and it was like you didn't feel overwhelmed anymore; you felt like someone truly cared about you. "You shouldn't compare yourself to other girls, and you shouldn't try to be like them. I love you just the way you are, and will always do. I promise I'll always be by your side, and I'll help you deal with the usual shitty chaos of life if you ever need to. Just... don't call yourself worthless or ugly, you're the best fucking thing that ever happened to me in this stupid world." You certainly had a broad smile on your lips. Your heart fluttered with love at the sweet, dedicated words he just told you.

Too perplexed to talk, you nervously licked your lips and looked down to your lap out of shyness, trying to hide your obvious flustered face. "You..." You paused for a moment, and looked up back again at him. "You really mean it?" Your question made him scoff, and a smile immediatly formed on his lips. He carefully grabbed your soft hand, caressing it with his thumb, and placed the other hand on your cheek. Before you could open your mouth to say anything, he gently smashed his lips against yours, causing yourself to tense up at the sudden moment. Were you imagining things? Well, actually, no. This was truly happening, and it was more real than you could ever believe.

It took you a few seconds until your body relaxed at the new sensation of his plushy lips against yours. Slowly closing your eyes, you gave up, and practically melted into the kiss. You placed on hand on his chest, and the other one ran through his hair, leaving it a bit more messy than it usually is. He, somehow, always managed to brighten up your days with a single smile, or just one touch, and to make you feel as if you were the only girl in the world...he made you feel so incredibly special, like no one had ever done before. At the feeling of his lips suddenly breaking apart the kiss, you slowly opened your eyes again, blinking a few times. "Does that answer your question?" He said. A sly smile formed on his beautiful face, while you just goofily smiled and tried to hold in your nervous giggles. "I‐I think that does...yeah."

His hand was still placed on your cheek, and he stared at you, just absolutely lovestruck at the sight of you being so awkwardly adorable. That was a whole new moment for you, which caused you to rub one of your arms up and down, trying to comfort yourself and make the nervousness fade away. "T-Thank you...for everything." You looked at his beautiful blue eyes, whom not even for second stopped looking directly into yours. "You shouldn't thank me, you deserve all the best in the world, only for you." A few giggles escaped away from your lips, which caused his heart to flutter with pure love. Without saying anything else, he threw himself on you, and embraced you in a tight hug, rocking your bodies to your sides in a sweet way.

"I think, I should call in sick too, don't you think?" He softly asked, his voice tone was low. You nodded in agreement, as you rubbed his warm back. "You should. Stay with me, please." He softly giggled at your comment. Slowly breaking apart the hug, he gave you a kiss on your cheek, provoking anlther blush to creep in your face.

"I'll stay with you. I love you, and will always do." He said, grabbing both your hands once again, as he deeply stared into your eyes.

Certainly, you were going to spend a nice and good time with him. You didn't feel alone or unlovable anymore...you felt accompanied with someone who truly cared and worried for you. His loving and warm presence was just enough to make you feel happy and comfy, and for him, that was all he needed. Only you, and your beautiful big smile.

[madame-fear]

ahhhhh hfgsjdkdj

can i get a serving of josh templeton x reader angst, that maybe blends into fluff (still not ready for full angst 😭). where the reader comforts him after the incident with the sword. angsty cus hes pretty shut off and mean after it but the reader like idk reassures him. yknow

this is my therapy 100% im sorry

~🦈

omg yesss!!! Definitely!! 💕 He's such a cute bb who deserves to b loved 😭😭

Happy reading, my dear!! ❤

WARNING: Mentions of murder, isolation, and some slight cussing. Starts with Angst, ends with some fluff.

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By Your Side | Josh Templeton x Fem!Reader

"Josh?" Gently knocking on his bedroom door, you called out his name, waiting for a response.

Recently, you've been involved in a rather complicated situation. You were hanging out with your friends and enjoying some time together...you were especially enjoying your time with Josh. Suddenly, things got heavy and rough, which that lead to an unfortunate accident: Josh stabbed Daryl in the neck with his brother's katana he was using to show of his skills with it.

Of course, it was a mere accident, but it was traumatising for everyone who witnessed the horryfing moment. You all kept it a secret, and left Daryl's body in the middle of the forest, next to Josh's katana. Deep down inside, you thought he kind of deserved it for being an asshole towards all of you. The one who was the most shocked about the situation was Josh, and despite his sudden isolation being absolutely understandable, it had become worrying.

Now, your top priority was visit your friend and make him understand, it was just an accident. You had currently went to visit him at his house, and you were trying to make him answer you by knocking on his bedroom door and calmly calling him by his name. Unfortunately, he gave you no response; so you decided to open the door.

The door quietly creaked as you opened it. Your heart was shattered with sorrow at the sight of him sitting on the floor, staring at the wall. You deeply sighed, and slowly walked towards him. "Hey, Josh..." You sat next to him, waiting for him to respond you. But still, you got nothing from him. Extending your hand, you tried to place it in his shoulder to soothe him a bit. Under your fingertips, his body immediatly got tense, and harshly pushed your touch away. "Don't touch me." He quietly muttered. "Josh, it wasn't your fault. It was just an accident." You tried to convince him, but his face had zero expression.

"Please...(Y/N), stop trying." Before you could say something else, he quickly interrupted you. "Leave me the fuck alone." His voice was quiet, and monotone. You truly hated seeing him this way. And he hated treating you this way, but he just was way too overwhelmed with the situation. "You had enough alone time, we were all very worried for you." His facial expression had now softened a bit. He turned his head around to look at you, his blue eyes were deeply focused on yours, and you decided to try placing your trembling hand once again on his back. He didn't push you away this time, so you softly began rubbing it in a comforting way. His body was slightly more relaxed than it was before. "Please. I miss you. I hate seeing you like this." You slowly made your way from his back to his face with your hands, caressing his soft cheek, provoking a small blush.

"It was a very traumatising and shocking situation for all of us. And I know you're the one who's been most affected by it, but it was just an accident. I know you didn't mean to stab him. You have to understand, it wasn't your fault..." You understood how he felt, absolutely. But seeing him this isolated just made you feel horrible, he looked so broken...you just wanted him to understand. "Don't push me away, please...I just want to help you, and I want you to know I'm always going to be there for you, no matter what happens." He just stared at you, he had a slight bit more of expression than before.

You sighed, and looked elsewhere. "I-If you need some more time alone, I understand. I really do." You said, as you stood up, ready to leave his home. "So I guess, I'll leave you–" He interrupted you by tightly grabbing your hand before you turned around to leave his room. "No. Don't." His voice tone was softer, now. "I'm sorry. I really need you right now. Please don't leave." Your lips partly opened so you could speak, but he quickly stood up, just likd you did, and the grip on your hand softened. "I don't want to push you away. I'm just...shocked. I feel so fucked up about this. I really appreciate your company...please, don't leave. I need you."

You were totally speechless and shocked at his confession. He was never very open with his feelings, so you kind of felt special knowing what he was thinking right now. "If you say so, I'll stay, then." You offered him a sweet, and warm smile. Unknowingly to you, his heart fluttered everytime you flashed him a big smile.

Out of the blue, he suddenly threw himself at you, tightly wrapping his arms around your delicate body, and his head was placed in your shoulder. It took you a few seconds to return it, but you eventually did, as your cheeks suddenly turned pinkish and warm. You truly appreciated when he opened his feelings to you, it made you feel closer to him. Giving into the hug, you rubbed his back with one hand, and with the other, you played with some strands of his messy brown hair. "Thank you...(Y/N). I love your company. I...I love you, in general." God, you found him to be so adorable in his own little way.

You placed a soft kiss on his head, as you kept calmly rubbing his back, offering him some more comfort. He was so relieved to have you next to him, even if he acted mean towards you...but you never gave up on him, and he loved that. You made him feel appreciated, and he knew he could always trust you. He couldn't deny it, you made his heart warm with love.

"I love you too, Josh. You're so special to me. I promise you, I'll always be by your side no matter what happens."

[madame-fear]

Requests Are Always Open!

Hello everyone! I just wanted all of you to know that if you want to request me anything, don't be shy! I love writing for all of you ♥️ You can request me whenever you want and of course, whatever you want. Requests will always be open UNLESS I specify otherwise.

Last Edited: 23/09/2022 Keep in mind I always edit this post! So if you enter my profile, make sure to re-read when was the last time I edited this just in case I've changed any rule.

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👉 Here are some things to keep in mind for asking requests:

Requests are always open! I won't close them, askbox will always be there for you whenever you want to send me something :)

Do you have a masterlist?: Not yet. If I do make one, I'll edit this post with the link!

What fandoms & characters do you write for?:

🦹‍♂️ Jonathan Crane/Scarecrow (Gotham & Nolanverse/Dark Knight Trilogy)

🎪 Headcanons involving the J Squad (I don't write for them individually! Only for them as a whole squad + reader)

🩸 Josh Templeton (Super Dark Times)

🎬 Charlie Tahan (himself)

⚔ Bran Stark (Game of Thrones / I DON'T TAKE REQUESTS FOR HIM!)

👉 Feel free to ask me about any other character that's not in the list! (As long as it's either about/related to Gotham/Batman Villains/Charlie Tahan)

What type of fics do you write?: Headcanons, long fics/one shots, and I write fluff content + some minor angst.

Do you write smut/+18 content?: No, I don't. I'm not comfortable with it. I do write suggestive, mild smut/nsfw content, and lime. But I do not write full explicit sexual content.

Do you write gore/explicit violence?: No, not really. I don't know how to write it well.

Do you write for male readers?: I'm truly sorry to say I don't! I don't feel comfortable writing for male readers :( I only write for Fem and GN Readers.

Do you write for ships?: No, only reader inserts.

Do you write especific requests (such as Tall!Reader, Nurse!Reader, Shy!Reader, Artist!Reader, Autistic!Reader, etc)?: Yes! I do. I love those.

Do you take Emoji Anons?: TOTALLY!! 🥰

I don't write in a specific order. I always write whatever inspires me most at the moment, so I don't follow requests in order.

I prefer requests to be in my askbox. It helps me keep track of what people ask me, because sometimes I have so many notifications and I might not be able to see your requests if you write it in the comments.

I don't write requests including pedophilia, zoophilia, or something related to fetish. I don't support anything like that. If I see a request like that, I'll immediatly delete it from my askbox.

I both study & work. So if I don't reply to your request it's either because I didn't have time to answer your request or because I'm already writing it and it's saved on my drafts.

I DON'T answer aggressive messages. I'll either delete/ignore your message or if I do I'll answer you on public.

How long do your writings take?: When writing requests, I always usually take from 1 to 5 days to complete. If I take longer than 5 days to publish a request, it's because I couldn't log into Tumblr as much as I want to and couldn't finish it earlier.

Keep in mind English is not my first language! So if you see any grammatical or spelling error, I apologise! Feel free to tell me about the error :)

Remember not to be shy when sending your request! It can be whenever you want and whatever you wish as long as you keep in mind the previous rules 🥰

♥️Cheers♥️

[madame-fear]

Heyy love ! I loved your Charlie Tahan x Fem Reader headcanons 1 & 2 since there aren't much fics about him 🥺 Was wondering if I could request a fluffy fic w/him? the plot can be whatever you want! i just need to read it 😩 Thanks!! it's ok if you can't🥰

Helloo dearest! 💕 Ahhh thank you so much!! Glad you liked them 🥰 Of course I can! Hope you like this one because it's the first plot that came through my mind and I thought it would be cute 😂❤

Anywaysss! Enjoy your reading! ^_^ ❣

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Pillow Fight | Charlie Tahan x Fem!Reader

It was late at night, the room was filled with the sounds of giggles and quiet laughter. You were lazily laying on your friend's bed as you two talked about literally any topic.

He invited you over to his house to eat with his family and have a sleepover. He is an actor, and he couldn't spend much time with you because of his job, so as soon as he had some free time he always contacted you since you're his closest friend. You actually liked him more than a best friend, and you suspected he felt the same way you did, but you prefer to keep your feelings to yourself; you were too afraid of loosing your friendship. So, you never said anything.

The only ones who knew about your crush were your other best friends (yours and his), and they always secretly teased you with him, but it was just a secret between the 3 of you.

At the present moment, after finishing dinner and chatting with his family, everyone waved good night at each other and went to sleep...except you two. He invited you over to sleep at his room and spend some quality time with him. You were giggling and laughing about some stupid situations you experienced in your laugh. His laugh made you feel butterflies in your stomach and get your cheeks flustered, but you tried to ignore your feelings.

After a few long minutes of talking together, there was a moment where you began yawning. As you yawned, you covered your mouth with your hand. "Hey, I'm enjoying our time together, but I feel sooo sleepy..." you lazily said to him as you gently rubbed your eyes. He copied your actions and yawned as well. "True. We should go to sleep, we still have a long time to spend together." He said giving you a warm smile, causing your blushing to intensify.

Before you could prepare yourself or say anything else, he looked at a certain spot confused. "What's that thing over there?" Turning your head around, you looked at where he was pointing, only to see absolutely nothing. "Wha–"

Aa you were about to speak, you felt something soft yet hardly hit you in the back of your head. "Hey!" You turned around to look back at him, who was holding a pillow and giggling at you. "I got ya. Pillow fight?"

Without taking your eyes off him, you grabbed a pillow that laid on your side of the bed. "Alright. Two can play this game, Tahan." In a quick movement, you softly hit him in the face with your pillow. The only thing you did to him was push him a little bit, but that was it. "You hit like a girl!" He said giggling, and hitting you once again with his pillow. "BECAUSE I'M A GIRL, IDIOT." You defended yourself from his hitting with your pillow.

Time passed, and after some more fighting with each others pillows, you were extremely tired. Giggles faded away as you two threw the pillows aside and laid on bed, staring at the roof. It was awkwardly silent, but you enjoyed your time with him. The silence was broken by him.

"I have to tell you something important. I think now it's the time." You turned your head around to look at him, tilting it to your side. "Alright, I'm intrigued. Did something happen?" He shook his head as a 'no'.

"No, nothing happened. It's just that..." he stopped himself for a few seconds, which felt like an eternity. Your heart was beating extremely fast, you were nervous, yet curious to know what he had to tell you. "I like you...No– I love you!"

You were extremely surprised at his sudden revelation. You went from laying in bed, to sitting. Were you dreaming? You thought to yourself. No, it couldn't be, everything felt so real. You were too shocked to speak, and had so many answers going through your head, that you didn't know what to answer. Noticing your silence, he spoke again.

"I understand if you don't feel the same." He now sat in front of you, instead of laying in bed. "I've been wanting to tell you that for a long time, but I could never find a proper time. I love you. I love everything about you! Your eyes, your smile, your giggles, your sweetness, kindness...I can't see myself without you in my life, (Y/N). I adore you."

You could tell he was nervous. He was looking down at his hands and gently playing with them. "Hey," you softly called him, placing one of your hands in his arm and the other one was cupping his cheek. "I love you too, Charlie." Your response made him look back at you. Now that he was looking at you, you quickly took the opportunity and kissed his pink, plushy lips...something you always wanted to do. He took a few seconds to give into the kiss, but then he shyly returned it.

Eventually you had to break apart the kiss, since you were now lacking air. "I always loved you too. I was afraid you might reject me and we would lose our friendship." Your cheeks were reddish from blush, and so were his. His cheeks also felt kind of warm on your palms due to the blush. "Oh, well..." he continued, "Feelings are mutual, then?" He asked, with had a big goofy smile all over his face.

"Feelings are mutual."

You gave him a big, warm smile, and now he was the one who sweetly and passionately gave you a peck on your lips as you softly caressed his cheeks with your thumbs. For you, that was the best night ever; after all, what else could you ask for?

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