#king-crane

[noetic-noesis-noein]

From this  @king-crane​

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

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

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

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

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

[staticonthestratosphere]

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

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

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

[spinxeret]

+ @king-crane gets a plotted thing !

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

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

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

[lettherebemonsters]

“I just thought you’d like some company.” (Either for Grundy or Grundy’s mom!)

It was a quiet day, even for a place as unnerving and eerie as her swamp. The Grey Mother, last queen of the Grey, the final bastion of renewal that existed in this world.....alone except for her small kingdom, and her treasured son.

Solomon was still asleep, waiting for the sun to warm the Earth enough to begin regrowth. Much like the plants that helped create him, he too needed to rest and germinate. At least she knew her child was safe, under the roots of the tree she made her presence known in.

" It's rare a mortal willingly comes here. It's good to have some company for a change. My son is still asleep......it's going to be a month before he's ready to wake up."

[masquenoire]

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

[rance-ed]

“DO YOU THINK THERE ARE MORE OF US, PROFESSOR? IN THE DARKEST SHADOWS OF THE WORLDS BETWEEN… WAITING FOR THAT CRITICAL CATALYST? DO YOU RECOGNIZE MY VOICE? MY FACE? I DO NOT RECOGNIZE YOURS. BUT I KNOW. I KNOW WHO YOU ARE.”

My brother in canvas, you really must untense your shoulders. You come in here all nickity pickity, might give a fellow the wrong idea.

I don't think there's much waiting and I think we're well past the need for shadows. Stand under the lamplight right where they can see you and know there is nothing they can do to stop what is to come.

I think we've all more or less agreed to ignore one another for the most part. Gets a little itchy when there's so much burlap, you feel me? I don't recognize you, no, but you gave me enough context to go off of. I don't hide what I am, only where. There's worlds of us, brother. It's nearly a pity we don't play well with others.

[fferal-archive]

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

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

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

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

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

[elisethetraveller]

EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS BLOG IS WONDERFUL. Elise is such a tragically beautiful character and I can feel the love and care you put into every single lovely piece of writing with her. All of your writing drips with sheer character and elegance and I can’t help but be amazed - sometimes I take so long to reply simply because I’m trying to come up with a good and worthy response! You’re also so approachable and patient and kind ♥️ I just think you’re wonderful

Darling 🥺🥺🥺

[the-arkham-librarian]

@king-crane​ | X

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

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

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

He said yes.

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

[cursedcorn]

@king-crane from [x]

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

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

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

[red-hemlock]

@king-crane started following you!

"Oh yes, they're quite dead." The glee in her voice betrays her, apparent even under the mechanical tone of the mask's voice-changer. How pleased she almost seems, standing there amidst a group of fallen people like a crimson idol. Unneeded now, the final spent pen-syringe is pocketed-away safe into a pouch on her belt, and suddenly she's reaching for the face of a woman who was closest. Cradling it, manipulating the wide-eyed and lolling body-part this way and that, almost as if in mockery of it's prone state; of it's vulnerability.

And throughout all this, even as she 'playfully' pats the cheek of the unfortunate lady, River is watching her 'party-crasher' with such unabashed intensity.

"Well... I suppose that's kind-of a teeny-tiny lie, dear... They're not dead yet."

[noetic-noesis-noein]

@king-crane​ sent:  YOU THERE *GRABS YOU BY THE SHOULDERS* NEVER BEFORE HAVE I BEEN SO FUCKING INVESTED IN A THREAD LIKE THE ONE WE HAVE GOING ON. EVERYTHING IS SO SEAMLESS AND FAST PACED AND THE WAY YOU WRITE ARDEN AND HOW INTROSPECTIVE SHE HAS JUST GIVES ME GOOSEBUMPS ALL THE TIME AND I ADORE HOW SHE REACTS TO THE WORLD AROUND HER AND HOW MANY FEELINGS SHE HAS!!!! AND HOW YOU SHOW THEM, INSTEAD OF JUST TELLING

   SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP    YES YES YES EVERYTHING YES!!! I ABSOLUTELY ADORE WRITING WITH YOU AND IT’S A DELIGHT TO BE ABLE TO DO SO!!! I LOVE THESE TWO IDIOTS AND EVERYTHING THEY DO TOGETHER 💖💖💖💖💖

[staticonthestratosphere]

God I love them both so much

Miss Arden Harris and @king-crane ‘s Jonathan Crane

[corvidamned]

@king-crane | continued Her umbrella shields him from the elements. Her bare hand is warm, cupped against his face. She could feel him shiver and shake. They don't have long. "Don't talk." At least, not until she can put a real damper on the damage. The world's not done with you, Scarecrow. And neither is Mr. Cobblepot for that matter. Not while there's books to be balanced and business to be done. Taking her overcoat from her shoulders, she wraps it around his shoulders.

It's unwise to move him. She sets down her umbrella, and switches her eyes with a blink, scanning him with stark red glowing cat eyes. Her hands feel down to his chest. And without warning, a sharp pink tongue darts to the site of his wound, digging within. It retracts with an unnatural curl and snap. The wound would heal within seconds, and with a brutal pat on the back, his lungs should reinflate. "You might want to button up…" She picks up her umbrella.

[twoiinthehand]

Crane was still unused to the ride to Castillo Apartments, but the odder part was picking Carrie up from her own apartment downtown. She had met the Paolazzi twins almost completely on accident, unlike him, and he wasn’t exactly keen on this meetup - but there was no choice.

They bear gifts as they stalk into the lobby. They look as though they’re dressed for a funeral, both of them towering and dressed in black. They don’t bother stopping as they head straight for the elevator, and the penthouse. Stone cold faces and stoic, it’s only when they are greeted at the door by the twins that they both smile and wrap their arms around their hosts - Crane latching on to Rosemary, and Carrie onto Lucifer.

"You know, you're doing that stupid thing again," Lu hums to his sister while sipping on wine, leaning against the kitchen's island. Staring at her reflection in the framed painting, "What thing." "Where you're running around like a moron." Dropping her head back over her shoulders, she groans deeply. "I'm asking for one night where you're not a complete pain in the ass. I want this to go well. How many people can we say that we share a birthday with? Especially them." "Rosemary," he hums sweetly, taking a few steps to smile and tower over her. "Relax. I'm going to piss you off, this you know, and I'm going to have Mugger on my team taking crackshots at your life choices." Pressing his fingers to his chest, "It's my job." About to tear him a new one as she had been all evening, the doorbell rings. "Ah!" "Oh no, the door." "Shut up, will you?" "No." A beat, "Ah, Devil's Night." "Mischief Night," she corrects, pointing to nothing. Heels click on the white marble tile, tucking a lock of black hair behind her ear. Lu saunters along behind her, grinning wide once the door opens. "Happy Birthday!" they declare in unison. "Oh you look lovely darling. You too Carrie, but you know I don't need to tell you of all people." Beckoning them in, "In, come come come. I just had the caterers sort themselves out and the rest of the Family is out on the deck." Pressing a kiss into Carrie's temple, "She went overboard again." Swatting at Lucifer, she rolls her eyes. "Ignore him. But yes, Family's here for another hour or so, and then the rest of the evening is ours." "And we can finally get to Parcheesi," the musician giggles. "Better than Monopoly." "I'm not sorry that you lost." "You can't just pull a gun on me when I don't give you Ocean Avenue."

[masquenoire]

★

Send me a ★ and I’ll bold what applies to your muse.

“Didn’t expect that from you, Crane...”

I like you / I hate you / I dislike you / I love you / You are family / I would take a bullet for you / I would shoot you / I would lie to your face / I would say something cruel to you on purpose / I would say something cruel to you accidentally / I would cheat on you / I would physically hurt you if need be / You annoy me / You amuse me / I’d laugh at you / I’d laugh with you / I’d manipulate you / You scare me / You confuse me / I wish I knew you better / I trust you / I don’t trust you / You inspire me / I consider you an equal / You are beneath me / You’re better than me / I would trust you with my life / I think you’re mean / I think you’re petty / I think you’re childish / I think you’re smart / I think you’re stupid / I think you’re a bad person / I think you’re a good person / I’m not sure what kind of person you are / I wish you would listen to me / I want to make you proud / I wish you would notice me / I want to impress you / I would hurt other people for you / I’m not sure how to make you happy / I’m a bad influence on you / You deserve better than me / We’d make a great team / I’d have a one night stand with you / I’d have a relationship with you / I would marry you / I fantasize about our life together / I would trust you with my most treasured belonging / I would tell you my darkest secrets / You disgust me / You intimidate me / I hope I intimidate you / I’d hug you / I’d let you hug me  / I’m scared of losing you / I don’t think you like me / I want to be better for you / I respect you / I don’t respect you / You’re my mentor / You’re my friend / You’re my best friend / I have a crush on you / I could easily watch you die / I’d get drunk with you / I’d party with you / I’d comfort you / I’d prank you / I’d spike your drink / I’d act behind your back / I’d abandon you / I’d hurt you to get what I want / I would choose my happiness over yours / I would choose your happiness over mine / I despise how much I care for you / I need you / I’m dependent on you / I don’t know what I’d do without you / I’m scared of you leaving me / I’d give my life for you / You frustrate me / I’d call for you in a time of need / I would protect you / I’d visit you in hospital / I’d carry you if you were hurt / I’d feel guilty if I hurt you / I’d let you be near me when I am vulnerable / I’d ignore a phone call from you / I’d call you at 3am / I’d break you out of jail / I’d get angry at you / I would shout at you / You’re too loud / You’re too quiet / You’re too sensitive / You can’t take a joke / You embarrass me / I feel nothing for you / You’re reckless / You’re bossy / You bore me / I would ask your advice / I would blame you for something I did / I would cry in your arms / You have the power to hurt me more than anyone else /