#arkham scarecrow

[sister-lucifer]

Choke For Me 

Jonathan Crane x Male Reader 

Genre: Smut 

Summary: Jonathan has to keep you quiet during a quickie in his Arkham office 

Content/Warnings: Porn with no plot, sub reader, Jonathan’s a little mean, nearly getting caught, risky/sort of public sex, gagging, choking, anal sex, praise (good boy), a bit of crying, no use of Y/N

This is not fully proofread, please let me know if you see any errors. 

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“Sweetheart, for the love of god, I need you to be quiet.” 

Jonathan’s southern drawl was nearly a growl in your ear, a low warning. He kept his eyes on the door of his office, as though if he stared hard enough at it no one would come too close. The lock on it has been broken for months.

He’s starting to remember why he never lets work and pleasure overlap. 

You’d only come to pick him up after work; his truck is in the shop for a yet unknown reason—a likely consequence of driving the oldest F1 known to man—so for now, he’s relying on you to get around. You were only supposed to pick him up. 

But then you sauntered into his office, all smiles, and hopped right up onto his desk without second thought. You’d tried to make some conversation, but he tuned out almost immediately. He doesn’t know what got into him. At the time, all he could think about was how badly he wanted you. He was practically running on blind instinct when he bent you over his desk. 

“God, why haven’t we done this sooner?” he’d asked as he hastily unbuckled his belt. 

Now he remembers. 

You’re so damn noisy. 

He loves when you scream for him, he adores the noises you make when you’re at home, in bed, but not when you’re trying to have a secret quickie in his office. It’s late, sure, but there’s always guards on duty. If one of them came down this hall, they’d definitely hear— 

“Gah—! Jonathan…!” You whimper through heavy breaths, and the sound makes him wince. 

He can’t stop now, but he needs a way to shut you up before this little rendezvous costs him his job. His grip on you tightens as he presses you harder into the desk. 

Think, Jon, you have to do something, quick. 

He looks back at you, and you’re panting like a dog. Even your heavy breathing is causing a ruckus. 

You don’t realize what’s going on until you hear him fumbling with his belt. Before you can question what he’s doing, he pulls the thick leather tight between your teeth. 

“Bite.” 

His order holds no room for argument. You obey, effectively gagging yourself. He tightens the belt around your head, roughly stabbing the prong of the buckle into the leather to fasten it. He mumbles something incoherent in his frustration. 

Despite your best efforts to keep yourself quiet, you can’t help but moan into your makeshift gag. Jonathan’s cock is a force to be reckoned with, and he knows how to use it; he doesn’t leave any spot untouched. It makes your head spin. 

“Goddammit,” he rasps through gritted teeth, “it’s not enough…I need to keep you quiet…”

You whine, unable to give a proper apology. He gives a harsh shush in return. 

“Shut up, fuck…I hear something.” 

Your blood runs cold. Jonathan presses his body into yours a bit harder, but doesn’t stop rutting into you. You hear it too—the chatter of two guards coming down the hall. 

Jonathan can sense your rising panic. He holds you a bit tighter, keeping you still underneath him. 

“Shhh,” he whispers, “just be quiet, just be quiet…” 

He feels a bit guilty, demanding your silence while simultaneously refusing to stop thrusting, but that feeling is quickly washed away when you clench around him. He bites down hard on his bottom lip. 

The footsteps are getting closer. He can make out their words clearly now. You’re starting to tear up, and the belt won’t muffle your sobs enough. Every sound echoes like gunshots in the still asylum. 

You gasp when he angles his hips in just the right way. He knows that sound, and the cry that’s surely about to follow it. 

He barely manages to wrap his hand around your throat in time to choke the sound. 

Your eyes go wide as your air supply is cinched without warning. Your instinct is to struggle, to try to pull his hand away, but Jonathan is stronger than you. He doesn’t budge. 

“Don’t fight me,” he huffs, “I’m not gonna hurt you, but I can’t have you makin’ so much noise. Just relax.” 

Really, you’ve no other choice but to listen. Your hands fall away from your throat. 

“Good boy,” he mumbles, breath hot against your ear. The praise makes you shiver, and he knows it. 

The steps are getting closer. The laughter is more raucous. The sound of meaningless gossip pauses in front of the door, and you think for a moment you might pass out. Christ, why does this feel like life or death?

Jonathan leans in again to whisper to you, so quiet even you can barely hear, “They’re right outside the door. Just stay still, and choke for me like a good boy.” 

His grip on your neck tightens for a brief moment, and you know he’s deathly serious. His cock twitches as it just barely moves back and forth inside of you. He hides his face in the crook of your neck as he listens. 

It feels like it takes a million years before they finally walk away. Jonathan’s grip doesn’t falter for even a moment. There’s a moment where you wonder if he’ll ever let go as the hints of dark spots start to leak into your vision, but you’re frozen in place. 

Finally, the door at the end of the hall opens, then shuts. 

Silence. 

Jonathan releases your neck, and you collapse against his desk as you struggle to catch your breath around your gag. Your lungs fill so fast it makes you sputter and cough. You reach behind you to unbuckle the belt, but Jonathan is quick to grab your hands. 

“Don’t even think about it,” he hisses, “we’re not done yet.” 

He adjusts his stance, preparing to fuck you with his full strength once again, and leans down to talk right into your ear. 

“So be fucking quiet, because if I have to choke you again, I might not stop.”

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[cornetespoir]

A silly sketch

[illustratedartist]

Not A Good Boy 🎃🤦🔴

When your new dad is disappointed in you so you decide to swtich teams again. 🤷‍♀️

I wanted to try and jump on this trend, but naturally Im late to it! And I wanted to keep it loose and sketchy since Ive been getting too caught up in details with my works and getting anxious. But I had fun, so enjoy this little doodle!

[umbre24-blog]

Finally something colored 😳 More art of the fellas, Thought i would do something sweet lol

[gl1tchr]

finding out Jon is like 60 during Arkham Knight is phenomenal, I hope they make him do it till he's 90

[nexpire]

[lemonsquidsoda]

Arkham shadow and asylum scarecrow :D!!!

[mothhball]

i need both of them to point out every flaw in my life ❗💯

[omggaypeople]

I don't even have words

[exaflux]

Cursed request: Jonathan Crane twerking

Hang on- I don't remember this death screen

White BG ver under cut:

Fun fact, had to tweak this a bunch because I animated him too well first time around. Food for thought.

[batmanfruitloops]

Ooh, you'll love my, ah-oh-ah, toxic love~

I wanted to make this for October, but I'm very happy to have finished it. Ever since I finished playing through Arkham Knight for the first time, I wanted to make this. AK Scarecrow reminds me of the song "Toxic Love" from Fergully. I think it fits him very well. One scene in the song makes me think of when you first see Scarecrow as Batman when he's charging the cloudburst at ACE chemicals. Enjoy!

-Fluffy

Links to the song under cut

Here is the song with the visuals. It definitely did something to my child brain.

However, I recommend listening to the whole song. You'll realize why the whole song wasn't in the movie. Especially one particular line.

[caesariawritesstuff]

Guys do you think I'm annoying him

[maddnessmadds]

what is this man yapping about

#no1 yapper over here

stinky fear man

i love him

[illustratedartist]

Ask Me About My Mask 🎃🐦‍⬛💉

First request for my 400+ follower event is done!!

I KINDA went my own direction with this, I saw this funny image with wolf shirt verison of this and it reminded me of Scarecrow from Asylum lol. So naturally I decided this has to be how I draw AA Crane from now on XD

Thank you @jennoirwolf for the request and supporting me! When I was in my Crash Bandicoot phase she was one of my absolute favorite artists! I remember going through all her comics and doodles on her DA and being so inspired. SO it honestly blows my mind that she likes my stuff 🥰 definitely go check her out!!

[umbre24-blog]

He loves when people scream in fear, so precious 💖 Anyhow, Some art of jonathan crane i forgot to post

[gl1tchr]

more Early Arkhamverse Scriddler :] my favorite imbalanced office situationship🧡💚