#arkham black mask

[finniestoncrane]

Arkham!Black Mask with a female S/O who's his fling/sugar baby ... not giving him any attention to taunt him at a party or just being a brat! To which he later spanks them on his lap ... perhaps fingering, edging, and orgasm control + denial may pursue—toss in the Daddy kink too < 3

Thank you 🫶🖤

Arkham!Black Mask x Fem!Reader, word count: 850 aheeeeeeem i can't imagine anyone being brave enough to give this man some attitude but it would be so fun to rile him up to the point that he just has to punish you 💀 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: spanking, fingering, ruined orgasm/orgasm denial

Sauntering into Roman's bedroom, you could make out his form on the edge of the bed. He'd waited for you, growing all the more impatient with every minute you had him sitting there. His fingers tensed, scratching at the fabric of his white, neat pants, as you tossed your hair so flippantly. The scent of your perfume floated over to him, and for a brief moment, just a millisecond, he was placated. But that reminder of how sweet you smelled only server to anger him more, knowing you were withholding from him and had been all evening.

"Would you hurry the fuck up."

Turning to him, no expression on your face, you responded to his harsh demand.

"Oh. Were you waiting on me, Roman?"

Though his skull was fitted with a permanent scowl, you could feel his own forming underneath it, the atmosphere of the room changing as he decided he'd had enough of your insolence for one evening. He'd put up with your ignoring him, tolerated your bratty attitude when he'd demanded you sit beside him and look pretty, but the nonchalant way you responded to him had pushed him to the edge.

As you made your way past him he grabbed at your wrist, leather gloved hands gripping you firmly as his fingers tensed around, pushing tendons and bones as he held you there. You didn't fight it, you accepted it. But you allowed yourself to keep a neutral, almost blank expression in the face of his attempt at regaining control of you.

"You can try and keep that face on all you want, you little bitch. But I'm not gonna make it easy for you."

Another quick tug, your shoulder almost yanked from the socket, as he jerked your body down, pushing your back and adjusting you roughly until you were bent over his lap facing the ground.

The palm of his glove skimmed up over your thigh, not stopping at the hem of your skirt but rather pushing it up, exposing your underwear to him. As his fingers reached your lower back, he hooked them into the band of your panties, pulling them down aggressively, tearing at them as they dug into your thighs on their way down your legs. His hand was smoothing over your bare ass cheeks in soft, careful circles as he lined up his shot. And then he lifted his hand, bringing it back down with a sharp strike, an immediate, red welt forming on your skin.

You took the punishment gleefully, as always, relishing in the way you could feel his cock stirring in his pants, stiffening against your stomach as he delighted in seeing your skin respond to the pain he inflicted.

He let his palm slide over your rear, following the curve of your cheek before settling flat between your legs against your cunt. A finger teased your swollen lips, moving from side to side to separate them, letting your slick spread over them as he collected it on the gloved digit. You shifted your body, trying to force the finger inside of you, desperate to feel him, not wanting to wait anymore, but you were quickly punished with a swift slap to your cheeks, and Roman's deep groan before he began tutting.

"Uh-uh. I don't think so, toots. You think you can get what you want that easily?"

You shook your head, fighting the urge to nod and piss him off further, knowing that riling him up would make for wilder sex, but would mean you had to wait longer for it.

"You gonna use your words?"

"No."

"No?"

Biting your lip to stifle the moan, you settled your breathing before giving him the answer he wanted.

"No, daddy."

"Good girl. Why can't you behave like that all the time, huh?"

It was out before you could stop yourself. A quick retort that made his cheeks warm, flushed with arousal and a little bit of rage at your insolence.

"Because you don't like it when I behave. You like it when I'm bad, Romy."

Two of his fingers pressed into you, rough and fast, surprising you with how easily he could slide himself inside of you. He tapped against your walls, watching you squirm around him, clenching and giggling as he orchestrated your building arousal. It was effortless, there wasn't much Roman couldn't do, and bringing you to orgasm with just the touch of his fingers was certainly something he could achieve. And he was close to doing so. As he growled, fingers pumping within your wet, warm cunt, you could feel your stomach muscles tightening, eyes closing as you felt your vision blur.

And then it was over. Everything grinding to a screeching halt, your moans devolving into a deep groan of confusion and irritation as you felt your climax being pulled away with the tips of his fingers as they exited your body, dripping in your slick.

With a pout, you turned to him, trying to catch his eye. You could hear his laugh in his throat, deep and cruel.

"And you like it when I'm bad, yeah?"

[gilverrwrites]

Bet ya thought I wasn't doin’ anythin’! Well, buckles off, turn out the lights and sink your teeth into some short and not so sweet smut!

90%-ish of the 16 fics I will be posting are answers to some of my most common or intriguing requests, though I may have been a bad girl, and twisted them a little to taste. Sorry, not sorry💖

Below is my posting schedule and it will also act as a masterlist.

Happy reading my lovelies, I hope you have the best October!

Week One:

1st: Jason Todd/Reader - Virginity

3rd: Roman Sionis/Stripper!Reader - Public Sex

5th: Tim Drake/Reader - Office Sex

Week Two:

7th: Oswalda Cobblepot/Reader - Spit

9th: Dick Grayson/Villain!Reader - Male Squirting

11th: Slade Wilson/Reader - Bladder Control

13th: Tim Drake/Reader - Frotteurism

Week Three:

15th: CEO!Roman Sionis/Reader - Remote Control Vibrator

17th: Dick Grayson/Reader - Pillow Humping

19th: Bruce Wayne/Reader - Sex Pollen

Week Four:

21st: Villain!Dick Grayson/Robin!Reader - Corruption

23nd: Tim Drake/Reader - Vibrator

25th: AK!Jason Todd/Reader - Interrupted

27th: Roy Harper/Reader - Voyeurism

Week Five:

29th: Axel Walker/Reader - Sex Tape

31st: Wally West/Reader - Lingerie*

Anything with a * is subject to change.

[spooky-donut-ghost-house]

GODDDDD I JUST HAD A THOUGHT

Arkham Knight AU were everything is the same except The Arkham Knight isn't Jason

It's Stephanie

Because unlike Jason Stephanie was actually left to die by Bruce

The line "How long did you wait before replacing me? A month? A week?! I trusted you! And you left me to die!" is so much more tragic coming from Steph because unlike Jason it's true

Bruce didn't want to replace Jason Tim just kinda forced himself into Bruce's life whereas he only made Steph Robin to piss off Tim and didn't even bother saving her from Black Mask and didn't even respect her enough to take off his mask as she died

Her being The Arkham Knight would fit so well

[drpumpkinsart]

Sorry anon who asked for btas There was Scarecrow

[worlds-worst-ships]

Do you shippity-ship-ship it?

[ilovelosermen69]

Who told batman villains they could be so hot?

[jazzadraws]

part 1 of my art dump from my sketchbook 💥

i did these a while ago so honestly it looks a lil rough.. but life moves on 🙏 (i honestly might do redraws of my own when i have the time)

I referenced most of them from the Arkham games cause i loveee me some arkhamverse 😍

Anyway !! more art dumps coming with some marvel characters very soon

[discipleofvenom]

So I'm playing Batman Arkham Knight and I'm playing the Red Hood DLC. I have a funny moment to share once I got to the second phase at the docks:

Red Hood: *murders Black Mask thug* "You should have called in sick."

30 seconds later

Black Mask thug: *checks on his fallen buddy* "Man, I should've called in sick."

Bruh, I was laughing my ass off so hard I couldn't breathe because of the fucking timing.🤣🤣🤣

[alienwithobsessions]

Something something I have a thing for skulls and pinstripes

[finniestoncrane]

Regarding Black Mask having sadistic kinks…he would totally give his partner instructions that are impossible to follow (telling them not to make any noise and then doing something guaranteed to make them moan/scream) just so he can punish them when they can’t do it

Keep Quiet

Arkham!Black Mask x GN!Reader, word count: 1.4k ok be nice to me be kind to me this is my first black mask thing, and i gotta be honest, it's nice to write someone being a complete bastard who just is a complete bastard. reader has been paid by roman in an undisclosed agreement to be his little puppy, but he might be a bit rougher than they imagined... 💀 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: mentions of a monetary arrangement, sub/dom dynamics, rough oral sex, spanking, slapping, humiliation, degradation, sadomasichism, crying, pet play

"Keep. Quiet."

Those were the key words, the rules you were given. They'd been printed on the bottom of the invite card. They were uttered to you by the henchman who was posted at the door to the office. And Roman Sionis himself had uttered them slowly, cruelly, as he watched you undress and guided you to the slick, black platform in the middle of the room.

"Keep quiet. Don't make a sound. I'd hate to have to punish ya."

He turned on his heel, bright red flashing on the bottom of the polished, black leather dress shoes. With a dry chuckle, he turned again, leaning down once more so his face was level with yours where you lay face down on the platform in the middle of the room, though his was hidden behind the matte black skull mask he wore.

"I lied. Punishin' ya would be... well it'd be pretty fuckin' good. But I'm feelin' generous tonight, y'know?"

You nodded, perhaps a little too enthusiastically, as you realised that perhaps the reward here didn't quite make up for the risk. You got money, you got pleasure. But you potentially lost everything at the hands of Black Mask. Violent, notorious, and unpredictable.

Or maybe, you considered, it was worth the risk, given how quickly you felt the pit of your stomach warm, how your heartbeat skipped slightly, how your arousal tingled through you at the thought of those last three attributes. Handsome, yes. Rich, of course. Powerful, naturally. But those were nowhere near as arousing as the volatile behaviour you'd heard tell of being exhibited by Roman in the past. You wanted to experience that for yourself, truth be told. Apathetic, yes. But curious more than anything.

You wondered why you had to be quiet. Some of the others, the ones who had been hired by Roman before, had told you that he had the room bugged. That suggested that perhaps a loud scream might not be picked up well on the mics and would ruin his recording. But then why would he bug the room if he didn’t want any sound? Unless he just wanted to hear himself… But this was Roman Sionis. If he wanted to record any kind of sound, he wouldn’t do it covertly, and certainly not with anything less than the best equipment.

So was it perhaps something to do with the fact that you were in his office, within his building? His employees were right there, just beyond the walls. Maybe he would be embarrassed if they heard what was going on? But of course, he wouldn’t be. Either the walls were soundproofed to allow him to be as heinous as he wanted, or, more likely, they were paper thin so everyone could hear exactly what was going on. After all, who of his employees was going to risk saying anything to him.

And then, you settled on the realisation that it was control. He had control over you completely. From how much you wore, to where you lay, to how much sound you could make in his presence, regardless of what kind of damage he intending to inflict on you. No one spoke back to him, least of all the playthings he was paying. You were there to lay still and be keep quiet. So you close your eyes, letting your body, laying face down, sink into the surface of the podium you had been so sarcastically placed upon, and considered what might be about to happen to you.

Just as your mind began to wander further, causing your heart rate to increase, you felt the sharp, smooth crack of his palm against your rear. The flesh on one of your cheeks heated immediately in response to the smack. You didn’t have time to process the sudden invasion of your personal space before Roman was smacking the other side. His hand switched between your two cheeks, covering your ass in deep, rounded welts as his leather glove came into contact with your red, trembling skin. Over and over, the pain getting stronger either through the repetitive nature or the increase in force, in violence, behind his smacks. Until he suddenly stopped, his heavy breaths getting louder as he walked around you, his finger stroking along your curves as he made his way around to your head.

“Roll over.”

You did as he instructed, and were met with cruelty even then.

“Good dog. Do you know any more tricks then?”

You couldn’t tell whether you should answer or not, so you stayed silent, staring into what you could make out of his eyes beneath the dark mask. With a surprisingly gentle hand, he let his fingers spread through your hair, stroking it, soothing you almost, before he gripped it close to your scalp and tugged sharply. As he pulled your body towards him, you scrambled on your palms, trying to pull your body up the platform, closer to him, where he wanted you to be, until you were laying with your head completely off the edge. Upside down. Waiting for his next move. You opened your mouth to speak, to protest the uncomfortable position, but you were stunned back into silence as his palm cracked your face.

“Don’t even think about talkin’, sweetheart. Keep. Quiet. Keep fuckin’ quiet.”

You nodded, the sting of tears forming in the corners of your eyes. You worried that he might offer further punishment for this display of emotion, but instead he crouched down once again to your level and tutted.

“You dumb animal. Not quite as clever as I thought you were, huh pooch?”

He watched as you swallowed your nerves, throat tensing with the motion.

“Nervous, eh? Good. You should be.”

He placed a finger between your sternum, following it to between your collarbones, then trailing it up your throat to your chin as you watched him, his eyes keeping focus on where he was touching you.

“You know, if there’s one thing I truly hate…”

Roman paused, licking the lips of his mask, eyes narrowing as he took in your pitiful form before him.

“… it’s a puppy who isn’t housebroken.”

His fingers were suddenly tensing, putting pressure on your throat. Constricting your breathing ever so slightly. Enough to cause you to panic before you tried to calm yourself down, preserving the remaining breath in your lungs.

“You gonna whine, little puppy? You gonna howl an’ cry?”

Working against the strength of his grip, you managed to shake your head, a gesture which was met with a deep, dark chuckle from Roman.

“Good. I don’t have time to go take you to be put down.”

Your tears welled up as his grip got tighter, but you fought against the instinct to raise your hands and pull him away from you. If you could just see it through, keep calm, stay still, it’d be over soon. And it was. He let go, leaning forward to admire the dark imprints his fingers had left on your skin.

“See, that wasn’t so bad, was it?”

A rhetorical question. He knew by the streaks of tears that were stinging your eyes as gravity carried them back towards them that it had been an ordeal.

“I told ya. I paid for ya, I ain’t gonna break ya. Not this soon, anyway. Not before I’ve had my fun.”

Your pupils widened as he brought his hands to the zipper at the front of his white, pinstripe pants. He reached his fingers inside the fabric and pulled out his cock, fingers wrapped around the base as he approached you. Inhaling only through your nose, you tried to keep your mouth closed, silently signalling to him your thoughts on what he was proposing. But he wasn’t proposing it, and he had no intentions of asking for your opinion.

He forced his cock into your mouth, pushing it between your lightly pursed lips, his head hitting the back of your throat as he pushed his entire length into you. There was no hesitation, no hint of him letting up despite the fact that you were now quietly choking on him. When you gagged and let out a whine, an involuntary noise, he whipped his cock out of your throat, drool spilling onto your face.

“If I have to tell you again, you are gonna be one sorry pup.”

Pressing a finger to your lips, you watched in silence as his cock twitched, clearly aroused by the control he held over you.

“Keep. Quiet.”

[gilverrwrites]

Thinking about insisting that you’re a good girl/boy/whatever you prefer. On your knees, telling him you’ll do anything for him when he grabs your face. Strong fingers biting into your soft cheeks as he directs you closer, making sure you’re looking deep into his eyes when he tells you firmly; “You’re not good. You’re obedient. I will decide if and when you’re good.”

[spooky-donut-ghost-house]

Gonna be honest

Arkhamverse Joker is probably the most evil Joker ever

TW for a lot of fucked up shit

I'm sure I missed a few so if I did please let me know

He blew up multiple school buses and schools filled with kindergarteners and then sewed them back together and made their parents try to figure out who is their kids

He manipulated a father and his terminally ill 5 year old daughter made her an experiment for the Titan formula which killed her and then convinced her dad to kill himself with laughing gas pills

Tortured Jason Todd for over a year in Arkham Asylum, convinced him that Bruce abandoned him, permanently branded him, fucked up his posture by having him strapped to a wheel chair with barbed wire, had him beaten by other Batman villains, had other inmates dress up like Batman and had them beat him hell it's implied that Jason was even sexually assaulted by these inmates and remember this happened when Jason was a teenager then he proceeded to continue to lie to and manipulate Jason after the events of Arkham Asylum

Donated hydrochloric holy water to the Gotham church which resulted in the painful deaths of multiple babies

Tortured Jason and crippled Barbara to get them out of the way of him and Batman's rivalry as he thought they were ruining his game

Threatened to donate his poisoned blood to every hospital in Gotham if Bruce didn't find a cure and even poisoned Bruce with his blood only to make things worse which affected Bruce even worse in the long run

Poisoned four other innocent people with his blood

Drugged a bank manager with laughing gas when he was disguised as Black Mask

Kidnapped and tortured Black Mask

Killed The Executioner for questioning orders

Tried to kill Bane twice first by shooting him as he was leaving and second when he forced Bruce to kill Bane or he was gonna electrocute himself and Gordon to death

Murdered his own goons just to piss off Bruce

Blew up an entire building full of people the second time him and Bruce met

Threatened to blow up things Bane cared about if Bane didn't do as he said

Manipulated and abused Harley

Killed Talia

Caused a massive riot at Arkham Asylum torturing many GCPD police officers and Arkham guards and keeping them hostage

Kidnapped Starro and used him to mind control helpless citizens in his amusement park

Having his goons kill innocent people as initiation to his gang

[lawful-evil-novelist]

Mildly obsessed with the fact that according to the Arkham Origins Extortion Tapes, half the reason the GCPD didn't get rid of the single good cop on the force was bc Roman "I am actively extorting the entire force" Sionis kept having to tell them not to fucking kill him.

A whole building of cops and the mob boss who collects shrunken heads had to explain to them, like they're toddlers, that a good cop is more useful alive no matter how much they harsh your vibes.

[tarrenterror25]

Could I request for Roman Sionis if there are any times he could be soft for S/O? Or have soft moments with them? 🖤

Hi there!! Oh, yes!

Roman knows what it feels like to be neglected so for his S/O he's very attentive!

Physical touch is important to Roman; expect him to help put on/take off your shoes, zip up/button up your outfit, or fix your hair.

Imagine his hands gently working at the straps of your heels or helping you tie your tie and straightening it for you.

Okay, okay, so this one is for the soft girlies, but I can totally see him helping your braid your hair or putting ribbons in your hair. He catches you doing it yourself and he just walks up behind you with some soft dom energy and takes over.

💕"Here, let me."💕

He also likes helping you put on your necklace for the evening or whatever watch you're wearing for the day.

Absolutely wants to hold your hand while he's driving and yes, he kisses it.

Roman is a total sucker for you, if he genuinely loves you you'll be able to get him to crack a smile or actually laugh. It's so hard for him to let his defenses down, but with you he's comfortable.

I'm convinced that he can cook so he doesn't mind you being the taste tester. Throughout the process he's just handing you a spoon over and over to taste. Except for baking especially if it's chocolate. He is going to fight you for that spoon.

12/10 is a breakfast in bed kinda guy and is a big cuddler so expect him to be feeding you fruit in the morning and giving you lots of kisses 💕

Most guys might moan and groan when they go shopping with their S/O, but for you Roman actually likes it. He enjoys you depending on him or needing him so yes, he's going to pay for everything from your designer clothes to whatever trendy niche drink you're having and yes, he's going to hold your bags. As long as you aren't treating him badly about it, he enjoys it.

[stupidity-incorperated]

In 1870, the Elizabeth Arkham mental asylum was founded by one Elizabeth "Merci" Arkham. Elizabeth was a freed slave from the civil war. After the war she moved to Gotham and started the asylum in hopes of helping the mentally challenged, like she helped those in slavery. A major accomplishment for being a black woman at this time .In 1872 she was one of three families cursed by fate. And as the years went by, the curse of madness continued to take hold. By 1911, Elizabeth finally snapped she fled leaving her only daughter Florence to run Arkham. She would contact the same madness as her mother, finding solice in her abusive husband. Elizabeth (now the first black mask) helped Florence and now completing the cursed cycle of the Arkham family .

This photograph was taken in 1890 for the ten year anniversary of Arkham Asylum.