#scarecrow x catwoman

[ilovetoxicfictionalmen]

SCAREDY CAT

KINKTOBER DAY 14 - PET PLAY WITH JONATHAN CRANE

Pairing.| Jonathan Crane x fem!reader

Summary.| You are Catwoman, you’ve heard word of Scarecrow’s fear toxin and want it for yourself. However he had already anticipated this and desired a kitten of his own.

Warnings.| Dubcon, p in v, head f!receving, rough sex. scratching, pet play (not extreme), stockholm syndrome, abduction, drugging, pet names.

Word Count.| 2.3k

Notes.| I really did have the most fun writing my Jonathan stories, I won't lie. But this one is for you my love, @paradiseprincesss

Jonathan huffed as he slammed the door behind him, He shook his damp, dark hair, droplets of rain sprinkling onto his clean floors and walls as he slid off his coat. After a long draining day at work, there was only one thing that could make him feel better. Relaxing with his kitten. But returning home always started off as a game of hide and seek.

As he called out your name, his voice echoed down the hall. There was never a blissful response from you. After taking off his shoes and neatly placing them by the door, Jonathan picked up his briefcase and wandered down the floorboards in search of you. “Here, kitty kitty” Jonathan clicked his tongue as he dropped his suitcase on the kitchen table. 

Poking his head around many rooms, he ended up in his office, smiling as he spotted you from the gap under his desk. Not wanting to frighten you, he called out your name calmingly. Turning the corner, he poked his head underneath his desk. A wide cheshire cat smile grew on his lips. “There you are kitten” Jonathan chuckled at you, his head tilted and blue eyes wide as he looked down at you.

Once upon a time, you were the infamous Catwoman of Gotham City. The rumors of a mad Doctor possessing an anxiogenic drug which induces intense irrational fear to its users felt too good to be true. In Gotham City, you had too many enemies. Getting your paws on that toxin would literally scare those enemies far away. 

The plan was foolproof, break into his office and still a couple (or more) of doses. Arkham Asylum was a nuthouse, the Doctor would never have any time to reside in his office, surely. But, your accomplice ratted you out for an easy paycheck. Turns out that the Doctor of Fear admired your work immensely, and found joy in you wanting a taste of his fear toxin, so he obliged in that personally. 

Jonathan kept you in a hidden room in the asylum for weeks, months even. His other patients lacked treatment on his behalf, because he was too obsessed with experimenting with you. However, when he’d return home after a long day, he found himself missing you. The big house he comfortingly slept alone in, suddenly felt empty. So, he trained you to act more domestically for him. This way he’d be able to focus on his other areas of work and feel the gleeful emotions of coming home. 

Therefore, you were curled up into a ball up against the wooden boarding as you batted your glossy eyes at him. Wearing nothing more than a short black skirt, cropped white blouse and black collar with a clear jewel dangling from it. The heating wasn’t on so Jonathan pouted his sympathy for your coldness as your body shivered. He should have dressed you warmer for today. 

With his hand out towards you, as if you call you towards him, Jonathan made kissy noises. Fingers rubbing together, Jonathan tilted his head forward, a warning for if he had to crawl under to get to you. Gradually, you got on all fours and crawled out from the desk.

“Let’s take your medication” Jonathan announced as he opened his arms for you. 

Timidly, you reached out for him and he lifted you up, your legs wrapped around the small of his back as he carried you to the kitchen, your face nuzzled into the crook of his neck as he hummed in satisfaction. His hand rested just below your bare ass, Jonathan didn’t want you to ever wear panties. 

Placing you on top of the island in the kitchen, he pulled a key out of his pocket for a locked hanging cabinet. He unlocked the door and retrieved a small white plastic pill container. To accompany your medicine, he grabbed a fresh water bottle from the fridge and cracked it open. Willingingly, you drank from the water bottle and slipped the blue pill into your mouth, swallowing it after a few seconds. Cautiously, Jonathan inspected your mouth, nodding his head with a wide grin of satisfaction afterwards. 

He didn’t want to, but he had to keep you drugged up. Because one time you almost scratched his eyes out. The faint scar on his left cheekbone can prove that. Even though Jonathan admired your robustness, he couldn’t risk going to work with a clawed up face everyday. So, he produced a unique sedative mixed with a sliver of fear toxin to keep you physically delayed like a fat cat. But mentally on all four paws, just like a scaredy cat. 

The variation of the fear toxin was intriguing however. Whenever Jonathan displayed negative emotions towards you, his figment would appear sinister. Yet, if he was warm towards you, the illusion of him would urge the thought of being looked after by him. 

Jonathan looked at the cat bowl on the floor, still full of the food he filled it with this morning. Slowly his eyes turned back onto you and you hid your face in between your hands. His fingertips slipped underneath your collar as he pulled your neck closer to him. 

“You haven’t eaten today, kitten?” Jonathan cocked an eyebrow at you, sighing softly in disappointment. 

“The medicine rids my appetite” you mumbled, your voice hoarse due to a lack of speaking. Sniffling at him, you felt the fresh dose of fear toxin prick at your nerves. 

“Bad kitty, what did I tell you?” Jonathan tutted towards you, his voice turned sinister as the toxin took effect. 

“But it makes me feel sick” you whimpered back, blinking your prickling eyes at him. 

“Because you haven’t eaten properly in days” he shot back harshly, his white fangs flaring at you. It was the toxin, but you always struggled to see the lining between real and illusion.  

However, it was more so weeks, months, since the moment of your abduction really… This new accidental diet of yours has made you drop a fair amount of weight. The drugs suppress your appetite frequently, not that you were ever keen to be on all fours as you ate below him. 

You tried to slip off the bench, a growing urge to satisfy him by forcing the food down your tightening throat. But Jonathan blocked you in between him with his arms. 

“No, no… It’d be stale and sickening now. Gonna have to wait until dinner time kitten” Jonathan explained, his nose running up your neck slowly as he inhaled your scent. 

Goosebumps populated over your cold skin. The sound of his breathing echoed down your eardrums as you closed your eyes. Gently, Jonathan kissed your jawline, casually making his way over to your soft lips. The kiss was passionate yet tender. Hesitantly, your arms wrapped around his upper back. When he didn’t react, you tightened the hold, exhaling in relief. 

“Was thinking of just ordering something in, I can’t be bothered cooking tonight, it was such a stressful day kitten, work can be really draining sometimes” Jonathan spoke in between kisses. 

Honestly, he didn’t have much of an appetite either. His hunger was craving you instead. With his hands running over your bare stomach, your ass slipped to the edge, legs wrapping around his stomach due to his shorter height. 

“I can cook something for you” you offered in a shaking voice, your hands holding onto his upper body for support. Jonathan cocked an eyebrow to you and pushed the glasses up the bridge of his nose. 

“Really? Oh that would be so kind of you, my good kitty” Jonathan complimented as he brushed your hair behind your ears.  

You’d need his assistance, or at least to be watched over. He still didn’t trust you, especially with a knife in arms reach. But the thought of you willingly wanting to do something for him was sweet. Speaking of sweet- 

“Let your owner feel your sweet pussy” Jonathan grumbled as bent over his body, hands cupping underneath your cheeks. 

“Yes Jonathan” you sighed, propping your elbows behind you in support. 

Jonathan bent his hip down as he admired your pussy, his own claws dug into your outer thighs. Firstly, he deeply breathed in your sweet scent. Then stubbornly, his tongue ran up and down your cunt. Jonathan was always too eager to eat you out. The skills and methods of his tongue could not be taught. This was pure talent which could never be duplicated. It was humiliating to admit that Jonathan was your best lover. The cocky bastard knew he was as well, no other man would even try to compete if they saw the movements of his tongue alone. 

You never bothered to shy away from your moans. Jonathan told you from the beginning that you might as well make the best out of your new living conditions. Your nails scratched over the marble as you tried to find something to grip onto. Needily, your hands slipped into his dark locks, tugging roughly at his roots. 

“You like this, yeah? Being taken care of by me?” Jonathan groaned against your cunt, his cock desperately twitching in his pants as his hips squirmed. 

You quickly nodded your head to him, purring out your answer. But you whined out when his cold lips popped off of your dripping lips. His lean body raised up, already smirking at you as he unbuckled his belt. As you propped yourself back onto your elbows, Jonathan’s pants dropped to his knees, his boxers scrunched up at his mid thigh as he stroked his cock slowly. You’re pulled off the island and flipped around, your chest pressed into the cold marble as you stood on your tippy toes. 

“Yeah… You love my big cock too don’t you?” Jonathan murmured as he lined up his throbbing length to your entrance. 

“Yes Jonathan, I love your cock so much” you purred deeply. 

With a cheeky grin, Jonathan pushed his tip inside of you. After a few seconds of smiling to yourselves, Jonathan pushed himself into your warmth, inch by inch. Biting at his lower lip, his hands rested on your lower back, ready to pound into you as if life depended on it. 

When he did commence his rough thrusts, your arms snaked back to hold your hips up as your claves felt like they were on fire. Jonathan huffed and flipped you around once more. As you were pulled up by your thighs, you wrapped your calves around his lower back as yours was shoved into the edge of the bench. Hissing out, your hands slid up the back of his button up shirt. Your claws dug into his bare back, Jonathan snarled out, but the smile was euphoric. The sound of his balls slapping against your sensitive skin echoed throughout the kitchen. The both of you were panting as you felt your orgasm climb up your walls. 

“Ugh! I’m so glad you broke into my office! Can’t believe the infamous catwoman fell into my arms. I couldn’t report you, no, no… They’d treat you like an animal” Jonathan whined out, his cock twitched in your velvet walls. 

Being his little pet was a privilege, in his devilish blue eyes at least. He’d feed you (as if he’s drug wasn’t an issue), bathe you, cloth you (sort of), caress you and most importantly, fuck you. Everyday he’d make sure that you’d experience multiple orgasms. Because his kitten deserved the finest life. 

All you had to do was, well, act like a cat for the most part. Yes, there were times where he would allow your humanity to show by walking on two feet, or eating at the dining table. And gosh, he'd never by a bag of cat litter for you. But Jonathan wanted you to stick to your alter ego. Some days he’d let you wear your mask, just to remind you of your past. My, sometimes he'd even wear his own mask too to really get into the scene of it all. It was tormenting however, it made you want to search for a way out of this prison. But you knew the consequences of that by now. If you were disobedient, he’d discipline you, more humanly though. A proper spanking always got his point across. 

Jonathan liked to have you sleep at the end of his bed every night. On some nights -if he was feeling rather generous- he’d allow you to crawl up and sleep on his chest. The sound of his heartbeat easily got you to sleep. He’d often wake up to you purring against his chest. 

Yes, being Jonathan’s kitten wasn’t your worst outcome. It was thoughtful of him, to indulge in your past life. It was much better than being one of his patients in Arkham, that's for sure. Gotham City was a fearful city, he was just protecting you from the many dangers at the end of the day. You were his to protect now, to love and own. 

That mind of his was ingenious, he always knew how to time it for you both to finish in unison. Jonathan moaned out as his ropes of white shot deep into your canal, his head fell against your neck as he suckled at your heated skin. You held onto him for dear life, feeling the aftermath waves of pleasure from your own orgasm. The fresh claw marks would add to the personal art piece of your creativity. But Jonathan loved it, his back and his chest were the only areas he gave you permission to mark. 

As Jonathan took in a deep breath, he lifted his head from the crook of your neck and lowered you to your feet. Jonathan smiled down at you as he readjusted his glasses, lenses all foggy from your activity. You nuzzled your nose against his face, a soft smile on your lips. 

“Come on then kitty, make us a lovely meal before I get hungry for you again” he purred by your ear.

[zero-rabbit]

Me a scarecat shipper? More likely than you think

Art without writing and template I used under the cut

[nxtaliaistyping]

Batrogues | p links part two

(gotta be logged into twitter for links to work)

NSFW 18+. some new faces, some returning ones, part one here.

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The Riddler:

If you beg for his attention while he’s working in his workshop, then he’ll leave you like this.

Secretly has a soft spot for bigger girls <3

He’s a classy guy, he loves lingerie

How he eats it after you stroke his ego

He likes you dripping and desperate for him

Honestly this is how I need him to fuck me

The Scarecrow:

What, you thought just because he used to be a professor, he’d be turned on by you dressing so crude? He’ll show you what he thinks

Edward is the closest thing he has to a friend, it would be rude for him not to share you with the riddler.

As a thank you for letting him have you, Edward gave you a present. Now you use it and send videos to Jonathan when he’s working <3

You help him get to sleep

Likes making you ride him

This but he’s wearing the scarecrow mask

Catwoman:

She gets a sick sense of pleasure when she seduces a woman whose in a relationship with a man

Takes you to expensive hotels just the fuck you in them

You told her and Harley that you wanted to be part of the Gotham City Sirens, but they said there was an entrance exam

Yeah, it doesn’t matter where you both are, she’ll just knock out anyone who stumbles upon you both

Breaks in to your house with her strap on under her suit so she can fuck you

Thank her for all the expensive gifts by getting on your knees

The Mad Hatter:

Once he found the toy under your bed, he knew he had to have you use it

Loves seeing you in such cute underwear

He also loves when you act all innocent, so he can feel like he’s corrupting you

How he treats his sweet Alice when you do what he says

And it helps when his Alice loves it as much as him

Though he likes when you take matters into your own hands

Deathstroke:

He owns plenty of handcuffs

If you try and ride him, this is how you’ll end up

Oh you’re wearing fishnets? Good luck

Where else should he cum, if not deep inside?

Yeah, he’s rough

But if it’s been a long day, he can be intimate too

Black Mask:

Makes you send videos like this all the time, the more embarrassing the dildo the better

What’s that? You don’t wanna do anal? Well then obviously you don’t want to be his best girl, do you?

You still have to look pretty, even when being punished

After coming back from a meeting

Unlike Scarecrow, he definitely isn’t shy about being into the whole schoolgirl outfit

As in incentive to his men, the lucky guy who earns him the most money that month gets front row seats to see this

Harley Quinn:

Harls doesn’t like to wait till you’re back from the club

She’s a threesome kinda girl

She loves your tits

Fuck her with the strap, so she can fuck you with the same one tomorrow <3

When you put her panties in her mouth, she came so quick

What happens when she invites you for a sleepover

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[hxney-lemcn]

Affections + First Kiss — General! Scarecrow, Riddler, Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy, Catwoman x gn! reader

summery: affection and first kiss headcanons.

tw: mentions of abuse (physical and verbal), mentions of toxic dynamics

a/n: I've never wrote headcanons for multiple characters in one thing before, so enjoy! I love them all.

wc: 2k

Master List

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Scarecrow

❥Jonathan wasn’t used to a kind touch. Being bullied growing up, being beaten by the bat. No, all he knew was the harsh touch of a fist. The relentless shoves. The purpling of bruises that always showed after. The red blood that would drip from his nose. The burning hatred that steadily grew towards those who wronged him.

❥So when you came into his life, he would flinch if you raised a hand. He would unconsciously back away. The warmth in his heart that you stirred was unusual to him, a feeling he’s never felt towards anyone. He was used to the bitterness after an interaction, not longing. 

❥You eased him into it. Only when you two started dating did he ever think twice about your touch. He knew you held back your affections. He watched you lift a hand up, only to bring it back down to your side. And to Jon, that meant the world. He felt relief when you didn’t push him into uncomfortable territory, and he respected you all the more for it.

❥Although a part of him wished you would hold him. Touch him. He wondered if your skin felt as soft as it looked. Though he also feared that your touch would sting, and the comfort you brought would be no more. No, he would never reach out first.

❥Starting out slow, he let you hold his shoulder. No matter how careful you’ve been for however long, you slipped slightly. It was a gesture not many think twice about. Holding onto someone's shoulder as you look over them, holding onto them for balance. It was only when you felt him tense under you, his ramblings pausing, that you realized your mistake. Yet, Jon had only reassured you that you did nothing wrong. 

❥Having realized that Jon seemed to open your touch, you continued. Lightly brushing your hands, shoulder touches, even just sitting closer. It was like you were single handedly rewiring Jon’s brain, teaching him that not all touch hurts. That he too deserves a kind hand. The flinching had dulled, and he would even look forward to you being near him. 

❥So when you finally got to kiss him? He was a dead man. You got him hook line and sinker. I hope you weren’t expecting to leave him any time soon, because after you opened him into a world of warm affection, he doesn’t want to let go. 

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Riddler

❥Touch is a big no no. Similar to Jonathan, Edward had been bullied from a young age. Teased and ridiculed, shoved and hit. If not from his peers, then from his own father. His world was cruel for as long as he could remember. In fact, his brain started to warp, perceiving the hits as a form of love, no matter how hard he tried to deny it.

❥Edward Nygma is a touch starved man. He longs for the comforts others seem to get so seamlessly. Yet at the same time, he doesn’t want anyone touching him. Tap his shoulder if you dare.

❥You were no different, at first. You quickly caught on to his distaste of touch when he reprimanded someone for getting a little too friendly with him. But you managed to weasel your way into his estranged heart. With how respectful and kind you were, he quickly found himself ensnared with your affection. Even hands free you managed to boost his ego and make him feel, should he dare say, loved for. You gave him praise that he had longed for, which earned you a seat right by his side.

❥It was also partly to keep a closer eye on you. Part of him preened at your praise, and another was weary. Why were you so kind? He was a well known criminal, he knew better than to just believe you were doing it out of the kindness of your heart. Y’know the saying, keep your friends close and your enemies closer.

❥I honestly don’t know how you deal with it. He always tries to catch you off guard with a riddle or puzzle. He pushes you away by ridiculing you and belittling you. Yet you won’t stop. You keep spilling his praises, and it’s so baffling to him. Yes, he is the smartest man in the world, but you managed to become a riddle. Good luck now.

❥When you first touched him, it was an innocent hug. He had managed to pull off a heist and got away from Batman without a scratch! Of course he had no doubts about his success, you didn’t either. When he got back to the hideout, you were clapping while singing his praises. Edward felt on top of the world, adrenaline rushing through his veins. When your arms wrapped around him, your scent clouding his thoughts, your warmth leaching into him, he found himself reciprocating.

❥Now, whether your dating or you’re just friends, it matters little to the green clad man. You had given him a taste of a touch he’s always longed for. And he realized that he’s more comfortable around you than he’d like to admit. He never reaches out first, but he’ll never turn you down if you want to hold his arm. 

❥His teasing towards you turns lighter, just as his heart feels. So when you finally seal the deal with a kiss, he’ll make sure you never slip through his fingers. 

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Harley Quinn

❥She will smother you with affection right out the bat. Hugs, hand holding, kisses, you name it. You don’t even have to date her for her to leave a smooch on your lips. Harley Quinn easily trusts people, and you’re no exception. She finds comfort in touch, so why should she deny herself it? She also finds it expresses her genuine affection for you in ways she couldn’t verbalize. 

❥If you don’t like PDA, please tell her right away. She doesn’t understand it, I mean why wouldn’t you want to show your love to the world? But she also doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable, so if you wanna keep it behind closed doors, she’ll try her best. But don’t be too surprised if she sneaks in a little smooch or hug if no one’s looking.

❥Harley Quinn is one of the most affectionate rogues out there. But it’s not always sunshine and rainbows with her. She had been in a seriously abusive relationship, and you have to help her remember that she doesn’t have to walk on eggshells around you. That no matter the argument, you won’t raise your hand to strike her. It takes her a long time to come out of that headspace, if ever. It’s a good thing you’re by her side to help coax her into healthier practices. 

❥If we want to get a little darker, Harley may try to treat you like the Joker treated her. It’s scary to see her go from bubbly to dark. Her features twisted into a wicked sneer as she asks that you’ll never leave her. That no matter what, you’ll always love her. During these moments, you gotta stand up for yourself. She’s trying to gain a sense of control she never felt in her previous relationship, and you have to make her snap out of it. When she comes to and realizes what she just did, the look of utter terror in her eyes is the most heart wrenching thing. She’ll sob, pleading that she didn’t mean to, that she never wanted you to go through that, that she’s terrified of becoming him.

❥Please hug her, kiss her, squeeze her gently. She loves it. All Harley wants is to be loved and to love, and getting affection shows her how genuine you are and is the biggest comfort for her. Feeling your warmth, feeling the softness of your skin, it brings her peace. 

❥The first time you made the first move to kiss Harley, she nearly did a backflip. Her little sugar plum made the first move! I hope you didn’t have anything planned, because Harley won’t let you go for the rest of the day.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Poison Ivy

❥I’m not sure how you weren’t just killed or turned into one of her goons. She’s not one for humanity. She keeps a sharp eye on those who dare tread into her territory. There’s no way to beat around it. She drugs you, finding out what your true intentions are. It has to be something she deems worthy enough to keep you around. She barely puts up with Harley as it is. 

❥Once you gain your free will again, you have to continuously prove your loyalty. Of course she can guarantee it herself if she has to, but you’ve managed to catch her eye. So prove your worth to her, prove that her interest in you isn’t just a mistake. It will take a long time. She’s been wronged one too many times, and she won’t make that mistake again.

❥Even if you manage to gain her trust, she won’t drop her walls around you. Though she’s a bit nicer. Ivy knows that a person works better with praise, but she also means it deep down. She doesn’t say what she doesn’t mean, so don’t take her words for granted. Not that you really can when her perfume scent always seems to cloud your senses. 

❥You let Ivy make the first move when it comes to touch. For a seductress, she won’t touch you if she doesn’t have to. Not to mention the toxins that fill her blood. Who knew if one tap on her shoulder meant your certain doom…but maybe that was a bit of the thrill you loved when being by her side. Though you’ve seemed to find a small soft spot in her heart, right next to Harley Quinn. She wouldn’t tell you that though, best to leave you on your toes lest you get too comfortable. 

❥After going so long without a single touch from the green goddess, when she started playing with your hair, you found yourself seizing up. Ivy brushed her fingers through it so gently, yet all you could wonder is if it was finally over. If she grew bored of you, or if she started to find you bothersome. But her gentle reassurances lulled you. Her warm voice and gentle hands relaxed you. It was then that you realized her affections for you ran deeper than she led on.

❥You’re first kiss was electrifying. That underlying thrill that your life was held in her hands. That she killed men with the very action she committed tenderly with you. Yet deep down you knew she wouldn’t hurt you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Catwoman 

❥It's not easy catching her attention. She won’t settle for less than perfection. She is catwoman after all, she has a reputation to uphold. So when she looked at you, and I mean really looked at you, she decided why not have a little fun? Whether you’re a villain, anti-hero, vigilante, or civilian, she’ll take time out of her busy schedule to drop by.

❥She likes to give mixed signals. It keeps you far enough for her to feel in control, yet it also satiates her hunger. She’ll lean in real close, only to grab something from behind you type of beat. She loves to watch you become a stuttering mess, but she doesn’t mind if you banter back. It’s all a part of the fun.

❥No matter how close you seem to get, you’re somehow still a mile away from Selina. She slips away from your affection without you even realizing it. She always turns the moment into a suggestive one. If she left it tender, then it would be too real. It takes time for her to warm up to you and really trust you.

❥If anything, the first kiss happens before anything truly tender. The kiss catches you both off guard, neither sure who started it. Selina tries to wrap it into something that doesn’t make her heart stutter. Tries to turn it suggestively like she always does, but with the way you tenderly hold her cheeks, she feels herself melt. Finally, she succumbs to these feelings you managed to stir within her, and she isn’t sure if she wants to thank you or curse you out. Maybe she’ll settle for a dinner, tab on you of course.

[blakeswritingimagines]

Who fell first and who fell harder

Joker: You fell first and harder

Harley Quinn: She fell first and harder

Catwoman: She fell first and harder

Riddler: He fell first but you fell harder

Penguin: He fell first and harder

Scarecrow: You fell first but he fell harder

Deathstroke: You fell first and harder

Bane: He fell first but you fell harder

Mr Freeze: He fell first and harder

Two-Face: He fell first but you fell harder

Poison Ivy: You fell first but she fell harder

Killer Croc: You fell first and harder

[adhdnursegoat]

Confession I Night Arkham Knight Riddler x Fem Reader

2. Blanket I Flame Lonely City Riddler x GN Reader

3. Embrace I Blood Arkham City Riddler x GN Reader

4. Applepicking I Fog Jonathan Crane x GN Reader

5. All Dressed Up I Blade Arkham City Riddler x GN Reader

6. Carnival I Haunted Young Justice Riddler x GN Reader

7. Infection I Rain Arkham Knight Riddler x GN Reader

8. Swim I Terror Zero Year Riddler x GN Reader

9. Music I Masquerade BTAS Riddler x GN Reader

10. Warmth I Claws Catwoman: Lonely City x GN Reader

11. Comfort I Recovery Reformed! Arkhamverse Riddler x GN Reader

12. Married I Ritual Assault on Arkham Riddler x Fem Reader

13. Party I Magic BTAS Riddler x GN Reader

14. Date Night I Vampire Arkham Shadow Jonathan Crane x GN Reader

15. Games I Hunt Arkham City Riddler x GN Reader

16. Candy (OG) Arkham City Riddler x Fem Reader

17. Heart I Feast Arkham Knight Riddler x GN Reader

18. Pinning Arkham Knight Riddler x Fem Reader

19. Shared Hobby I Potion Arkham Jonathan Crane x GN Reader

20. Trust I Experiment Assault on Arkham Riddler x GN Reader

21. Snuggle I Nightmare Assault on Arkham Riddler x GN Reader

22. Kiss I Scars Arkham Knight Riddler x GN Reader

23. Move Night I Slasher Zero Year Riddler x Fem Reader

24. Baking I Empty Rogues x GN Reader

25. Rest I Bandages Zero Year x Fem Reader

26. Beautiful I Grotesque Zero Yearo Riddler x GN Reader

27. Decorations Arkham Origins Riddler x GN Reader

28. Brush I Forest Arkhamverse Poison Ivy x GN Reader

29. Pumpkin I Lantern Arkham Shadows Jonathan Crane x GN Reader

30. Flowers I Snow Arkham Knight Riddler x GN Reader

31. Halloween Rogues x GN Reader

Full AO3 collection here!

[celticcatgirl2]

“…Oh come on Bruce don’t make ME be the one holding YOU back…I’m supposed to be the unhinged mentally ill girl in this relationship!”

“…Selina…have you met me? If I had time for instagram I would 100% be posting memes of Kuromi doing fent to my close friends story…”

[blu3-ja3]

Hello! Another entry into the series! Like always this is set after the events of Leave the City.

Just be aware that for this little short there are major spoilers for the story so if you don't want anything spoiled please don't read! Anyways! Song for this story

You know explaining to your family that you have a shard of the eldritch being; that is literally the city given sentience, permanently entwined with your soul is hard. It becomes even harder when they're a family who fosters you and has given you a life you feel undeserving of almost everyday. It becomes impossible when you learn that not only have you been adopted by these people but they're also the mystery cryptid-like vigilantes that have sworn to protect the (sentient) city. Well they don't know that you know about their secret but again eldritch all knowing being stuck in your head.

Yeah Jillian after learning that bit of information swore to never let them know, Gotham's people already don't like metas beyond their own, that being the bats (Signal being the only one who actually has powers is unknown to Gotham) they really don't need to learn about the reasons for all of Gotham City's oddities.

No they don't need to know about the all consuming curse over the city that causes so much chaos in the city or about the eldritch entity that has kinda bound herself to every living creature born in Gotham. Or about how said entity literally breathes life into the inhabitants of her city in order to counter the curse... Or literally anything that Jillian has learned over the course of a few months living with Gotham living in her head.

But it's a little difficult to keep it secret, what with her sudden manifestation of strange powers. That has been rough to hide from a family of detectives. Thankfully no one's questioned much, Jillian had already established herself as a germaphobe when they asked about her gloves. That little fib hid the biggest and most apparent power, Jillian's ability to touch anyone and see their entire life or as it's actually called Psychometry. But she's dealt with that for as long as she can remember. At this point she's convinced she was born with the power, there aren't many memories of her life without gloves on her hands.

The manifestation of telekinesis was new and it was a bit more difficult to hide. What with her eyes going from a warm dark brown to an almost grey purple when it flared or her hair floating up around her. OR YOU KNOW SOMETHING 5 FEET AWAY FROM HER MOVING RIGHT TOWARDS HER! yeah that was really terrifying when it first happened and hard to hide.

Plus the near constant headache from overstimulation, she hasn't figured out how to make it stop. Gotham told Jillian that the telekinesis was like a living thing around her, stretching out and trying to reach out and touch. Everyone and everything Jillian brushes past she can feel in vivid detail, all of it immediately in her brain against her will. Even the air feels different in certain places. But she coped, because what else was she going to do?

But the worst of it all, worse than going from dulled contact to vivid overstimulation, is the things no one else sees. The dead, Jillian seeing people who aren't alive but they're talking to her. Apparently spirits gravitated towards her because of that. When Jillian first saw Martha and Thomas she was in the halls of the manor, it took her all of a second to recognize their figures standing in front of her... In front of the painting of themselves. Jillian just convinced herself she was delirious from her constant headache plus lack of sleep and continued on like nothing happened.

More spirits showed up, every day at every place. Gotham was full of the dead they clung to the city and her energy like the smog in sky. The only reason Jillian could tell the living from the dead was the slight chill down her spine when she looked at a ghost other than that they looked normal. Talking to them was even stranger so she tried to avoid it all together. Martha and Thomas are nice for conversation though even if Jillian had to constantly hold her phone to her ear or wear earbuds with no music.

Then there was the kid, maybe a little younger than her with brown tightly curled hair and a small frame. Jillian almost mistook the kid for Tim at a distance because of the build but once she was closer and noticed the hair she was confused. Even more confused by the little boy wearing a version of the Robin costume that had cargo shorts. Then she noticed the sleeping figure of Jason on the couch and a nauseating pit opened in her stomach after putting two and two together.

Gotham has told Jillian about her love of the Robins and how when the second Robin was torn away she did everything in her power to bring him back. It took time to mend him but she'd mentioned a missing piece. A piece that has hidden itself very well. Jillian didn't really know what to do with that information at the time and she still doesn't now. She doesn't even know How Jason was brought back from the dead. What she did know is that the man was still recovering from it, hence him not really going out to engage in the family night life.

No sooner did the nausea hit her stomach had Jillian felt a sudden tug in her chest. It was similar to the feeling when she was pushed into Lady Gotham's void-like realm but different. If anyone was nearby watching they would've seen the strange black vail that slowly fell over Jillian's face. Or what was once Jillian's face but now was a strange ever shifting mass of features and shadow, they would see her brown eyes become an unnatural shade of purple and they'd hear the chorus of whispers that echoed softly with each of Jillian's words.

The on-looker would see how Jillian's form moved at an unnational pace and reach for the small boy. As soon as her hands touched the small boy's form he seemed to diminish and shrink, Jillian began to mold him as he became less boy and more orb. Then she reached down and pulled something from Jason's core, holding the two objects in her hands Jillian fit the two together like a puzzle. With gentle hands she let the two pieces drift slowly back into Jason's sleeping form where it slowly sank into the man before completely disappearing.

As soon as it was gone Jason's eye opened and sat up, he started at the figure next to him. He knew who she was but it wasn't her face, it wasn't her eyes or her smile... And it most definitely wasn't Jillian's voice that said she'd found the missing piece. It set off every alarm bell in Jason's head and he was ready to fight, but he watched not-Jillian slip away leaving behind Jillian. Jillian, who gave him a smile; albeit confused, before she rushed out of the living room.

Jillian had a very long conversation with her guest occupant about what happened. She had to explain to Lady G that she wasn't allowed to do it again because she violated Jillian's person and Jason's everything. Jillian then had to explain what being violated was... To an ancient eldritch being. Yeah it didn't work well but they did come to a tentative agreement. Jillian says tentative because she learned that Gotham only exerted a small bit of her control and power. If she really wanted to take over again there was nothing Jillian could do about it.

So yeah a piece of an extremely powerful ancient entity was lodged in her soul and because of said entity Jillian has psychic abilities. The trade is that at any moment Jillian could be forced out and her body used against her will. If it wasn't so horrifying Jillian would make jokes about being a D&D sorcerer; she got magic that she never asked for at a cost she never agreed to.

As it stands Jillian hasn't told anyone, not even when Jason came to her to tell her about the strange dream he had (it wasn't a dream but she's not saying that). Not even when the family officially lets Jillian in on the vigilante business or when Selina agrees to let Jillian become Catwoman's protege. No she tells no one, Jillian plans to take this secret to the grave.

But things in Gotham never go to plan do they?

Another earthquake had rocked Gotham, this one was far worse than the previous two. Jillian knew the part of the reason for the earthquakes: the leylines were shifting for the first time in hundreds of thousands of years and in that process multiple lines are converging over Gotham City beginning to knot and tie themselves together. The earthquake had destroyed multiple buildings and part of Arkham Asylum's west wing collapsed in that destruction Riddler, Two-Face and Scarecrow had escaped.

The first to be found was Two-Face appeared at Wayne manor looking for Bruce. Jillian was a little on edge when first being introduced but was put at ease when everyone else seemed unbothered. Jillian was later informed that Harvey Dent was a West-Wing resident for a reason, the west wing is for typically non-lethal residents. People who didn't kill but weren't mentally sound enough to be among the average citizens. The Riddler was found a few months later by Tim and was returned to Arkham's West wing.

Jillian was on her first solo patrol with Jason on her comms, it was part of the agreement for her to go patrolling by herself. She wasn't intentionally going to Crime Ally but Jillian found herself in her home neighborhood regardless, jumping from rooftop to rooftops. Jillian honestly thought stopping the mugging and escorting a young man home would be the most she'd do that patrol. She was very wrong. Rather quickly after Jillian got back up onto a roof and went back to patrolling, free climbing the sides of buildings and practicing using her whip to swing across. She only stopped when spotting two figures disappearing into an alley holding a brief case and wearing masks.

"Hey X, I spotted something suspicious in the alley near 5th and Caddo Street," she spoke softly as she moved to the closet rooftop overlooking the alley.

"Be careful Stray, you're alone and patching up stabs are rough alone," Jason laughed a little to try and hide the slight edge to his voice.

Jillian smiled a little at that as she jumped down and quietly stalked forwards. She watched as the two figures disappeared into a basement, moving quickly Jillian slipped into the basement after relaying everything to Jason. Jillian slinked through the shadows of the basement and stopped a few steps from the bottom when she heard voices. She quickly tapped her mic setting and allowed it to be opened so Jason could hear and the computer back home would record. They were discussing payment for a bit before they stopped and began a different topic regarding the movement of what Jillian at the time assumed was drugs.

She wasn't expecting the large figure of a man to round the corner nor was she expecting to turn around and be pinned by two other figures with a third holding a brief case. Jillian reacted quickly and throw a punch at one of the men behind her, using the momentum to try and kick the other. She took a heavy blow to her head from the man behind her, leaving her dazed, and Jillian knew she was in over her head when her body was pinned to the wall. She reached up and tapped a distress beacon hidden in the wrist of her glove, she hoped she did it fast enough before she was dragged into the basement properly. Jillian was shoved into a chair, her head still spinning from the blow as her hand and legs tied together then against the chair.

Jillian squirmed a bit as Jason's panicked voice buzzed in her left ear. She couldn't respond not from lack of trying but because she was currently taking blow after blow from the larger henchmen. He was spitting venom at her and calling her Catwoman, he doesn't realize the difference between the costumes or the different color scheme. No he saw a woman dressed like a cat and took out his anger, Jillian would later learn that Catwoman frequently dealt with unjust hatred for her from the goons of Gotham. Some of it because she's a woman and some because she changed her career but mostly because she's in good with the Bats.

"Hmm I wasn't expecting Catwoman but you're not really Catwoman are you?" Jillian looked towards a now open doorway and saw Dr. Jonathan Crane standing there. The hench with the suitcase handed it to him and was led into the room before leaving with a different brief case.

"It's interesting that Catwoman has gotten her own Robin, following Bats in more ways than one. Did she also name you something different?" Crane asked before returning to the previous room.

"Maybe your Mousegirl? Ya'know like how Batman calls his lil psychos Robin! " One of the thugs chuckled behind Jillian.

"Mousegirl? Really that's the best you can do? I'm Stray okay? Now let me go and I'll be on my way, won't say nothing to nobody," Jillian pitched her voice lower as she spoke leaning a bit heavier into her accent.

One of the first lessons was finding a comfortable voice that was different from your own, most of the family changed their voices when out in the public eye. Like Bruce pitched his voice higher and made himself sound ditzier or Tim making himself sound more snobbish and posh. Jillian didn't really expect to be in the public eye too much or really talk to them at least, she's a scruffy kid from Crime Ally who got lucky. Really lucky, there's not much more to her story than that.

"Now why would we let a prime example go? Catwoman used to be one of us, up against the Bat and his Birds. But then she flipped and snuggled up real close to him," the henchwoman said as she crossed her arms over her chest. There's hatred in her eyes, jealousy in her voice and venom in her smile. Jillian works a little harder to loosen her binds to get what she needs.

"Example?" The raspy lilting voice of Scarecrow asked as he came back into the room, in his hand he held the previous brief case. He gently set it down on the table the henchwoman was leaning against. The three men who came in behind Jillian left the basement leaving the original two and Dr. Crane.

"Figured we could at least leave her with a parting gift and send a message to that traitorous bitch," the henchwoman grabbed something from the briefcase and crouched down in front of Jillian. She opened a dark vile that let a sickly green smoke drifted out, the woman glanced up and Jillian felt a hand grab her lower mask. Panicking Jillian opened her mouth to yell as the hand pulled the mask off completely but she was interrupting by a coughing fit as the woman blew the strange smoke directly into her face.

Jillian gasped and drew more in before desperately trying to hold her breath, but it didn't last long as she received a harsh punch to her stomach by the larger henchman. Jillian could feel the mist coating her mouth and face, her eyes began to water and her nose running. The teen struggled against the restraints as her captors rapidly left the basement. Jillian could still hear the buzzing of Jason's desperate voice in her ear, shifting just enough Jillian managed to grab the small knife in a hidden pocket on her lower back.

Jillian felt oddly distant from herself, so much so that she barely managed to cut open the ropes and free herself. Moving to stand Jillian's legs gave out from underneath her causing her to slip and fall harshly to the floor. Fear gripped her, strangling her voice and clouding her mind. Memories of her past haunting and visions of the bats learning of her strange meta abilities appeared in vicious detail. The girl didn't notice Gotham taking over...

How do you make an eldritch being experience a very human concept like fear? You make them human, even the smallest part would do. Give them a sense of mortality and watch the ancient entity squirm.

What happens when something that has never felt fear feels fear for the first time? It panics and the panic feeds into the fear, it becomes a vicious cycle building on top of itself continuously.

The sight that greeted Bruce and Selina as they entered the basement minutes later was horrific and indescribable. It was inhuman and eldritch, the only reason they knew Jillian had something to do with what they were seeing was the distressed voice of Jillian at the core of overlapping whispering and tears.

It took close to an hour to calm the creature before them, Selina talking constantly and Bruce desperately investigating the rooms while she did so. Slowly the eldritch abyss faded and became more and more human, neither of them were truly prepared to see the familiar visage of Jillian underneath it all. They had a hunch but it was one thing for something to be a theory and something else entirely for it to be true.

Much like before it was Jillian but it wasn't at the same time, it was made slightly worse without being able to see the young girl's eyes only the bright purple glow emanating from her domino mask. It was hours later that Jillian would come to, laying in the cave with Selina sleeping in a chair next to her. Selina was holding Jillian's hand which caused the young girl to flinch when she realized she didn't have on her glove but at a second glance Selina was wearing gloves. It gave the girl a warm fuzzy feeling in her chest that was quickly extinguished a moment later.

"How are you feeling?" Jillian's head whipped up to see Bruce walking into the medical room, the sudden movement caused Jillian's head to throb. Looking around Jillian realized she was in a side room in the cave, she adjusted herself being painfully aware of both the needle in her arm as well as the ache all over her body.

"Achie... Tired... scared," the last word was whispered as tears threatened to fall as her throat tightened a bit. Jillian in her fear fueled haze had enough sense to know Gotham made a very... Big appearance. That little fact did nothing to calm the fire of absolute fear that was the Wayne's learning about the eldritch entity that was attached to Jillian. The young girl refused to look up even as Selina stirred beside her and Bruce approached the bed to stand next to his partner.

"Jillian? Is it you?" Selina's voice was strained, it sounds like she'd been crying for a long time. It took every last bit of restraint Jillian had to not throw up then and there.

"yeah it's me Selina," Jillian flinched when Selina's gloved hand gently squeezed hers. Nothing could stop the flow of tears once they started, Jillian knew. She was so sure that this would be the last time she would be afforded such simple comfort and contact. Jillian knew that this would be the last time she would be a part of the Wayne's. Or really any family really, the first time in what feels like her whole life. She's ruined it before it ever truly began.

The horrible thing about anxiety is that it doesn't take into account facts. Like for example, Jillian knew the entire Wayne family's secret identities as the Bats of Gotham City. No that was never accounted for as the young girl's mind swirled with the pit falls of anxiety. It took Selina gently forcing Jillian to look at her for the girl to calm.

"Jillian, you need to calm down. Whatever is going on it's okay, we'll figure it out. But we can only do that if you're calm," Selina spoke, Jillian searched the woman's face desperately looking for signs of a lie but found none. The relief was visible from miles away as it washed over the girl's body.

Another hour and Jillian was calm enough to explain what she knows, everything from the curse and Gotham's dynamic to Jason's resurrection and the strange manifestation of powers. Once it started it was impossible for Jillian to stop talking about everything, it was like a massive weight was lifted from her chest and shoulders. Neither of the adults reacted negatively, Bruce even mentioned wanting to have Constantine and Zatanna possibly coming to explain and help them learn more.

That night Jillian stayed in the cave and was visited by everyone once home from Patrol, Jason and Selina staying overnight at the young girls side. For the first time in memory Jillian felt that she truly had support, that no matter what she told those around her they'd take it seriously and would help her as much as possible. It was the nicest feeling in the world.

Cursed Gotham Masterpost

[honest-moth-of-silver-grove]

Batman Rogues & Defending Trans/NB Reader from a Transphobe

Characters: Poison Ivy, Harley Quinn, Catwoman, Scarecrow, Riddler, Mad Hatter 

Word Count: Approx. 550

TW: Implied that Reader was misgendered/ridiculed for their gender presentation & now the rogues are gonna get revenge for it.

A/N: These are super short but the sentiment is the point. They may be bad guys but even bad guys will use your preferred pronoun. (Don’t tell me they’re all OOC, I literally do not care. It’s my page and I’ll write what I want!) 

Poison Ivy: 

Does not hesitate to kill/poison ppl with her plants on a regular day, so you can bet she’s more than happy to do it to any pos harassing you. 

Calls them an ignorant parasite before coiling them up in her vines. 

Shrugs her shoulders while flipping her gorgeous red hair and tells you not to worry.

“Bigots are more useful as fertilizer, anyway.” 

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Harley Quinn: 

She whacks ‘em with her giant hammer until they apologize. (Sometimes they pass out first, but that’s not her fault.)

If she doesn’t have her hammer, she sets her Hyenas on ‘em. She loves it when her laughter combined with her hyenas' laughs slowly drown out those of your tormentors. 

“Aw, what’s the matter? Fellas don’t feel like laughing no more? Well that’s too bad, ‘cuz, I’ve got one hell of a punchline for ya!”

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Catwoman: 

She sneaks into their home later and steals their prized possession. 

Gets extremely petty and personal with it. Half the time it’s not even an item of financial gain, just a personal one. 

There’s a box in your apartment filled with random devices, stuffed animals, and photo albums. (One time she even stole a guy’s cat.) 

“What? It’s not my fault the cat likes me better. They’re great judges of character after all.”

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Scarecrow: 

Oh, he uses his fear gas on them 100%. 

But he may not do it right in the moment. He prefers to have his goons grab them later and bring the asshole back to his lab so the both of you can have some fun. 

He enjoys watching them sob and cower, and he orders them to apologize to you. Hearing their fearful whimpers as you stand tall in their presence makes him love you all the more. 

“Fret not, my dear. Soon enough, they will be sniveling glories in your name. I will make sure of it.”

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Riddler: 

He’s not one for immediate physical confrontation but before those fuckers know it, he’s hacked their phone/car/computer- any device they own. 

He’s incredibly intelligent, patient, and vindictive, so he likes to play the long game in fucking them over. 

It all culminates in sending them on some wild goose chase. He forces them to don a black and white prisoner costume as they navigate his riddles, all the while letting them think they have an actual chance at winning, but of course, that’s never the case. He likes taunting them over speaker right before he finishes them off: 

“What’s black, white, and red all over? Think quick…You!” *queue bomb collars* 

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Mad Hatter: 

He doesn’t get why people can’t just let other people live! Ugh! He hates it when assholes shit on his parade, and he will not stand for them doing it to his partner. 

He uses mind control to humiliate them, and torture them- convince them that they’re living with body and gender dysmorphia themselves- so they can see how they like it. 

He releases them after a while, enjoying the effect the fallout will have on their social life and mental status. (It’s a little fucked up to fight transphobia with more, just different transphobia, but the guy’s got a few marbles loose so…)

“I’ll make them pay. They can’t belittle our Wonderland and get away with it!”

A/N: Are they short? Yes. Did I proofread? No. Do I care? Also no. The bottom line is that hate will have no home here on my blog.

[le-sluagh]

#13 Incorrect Batman: Vigilante (My AU)

Joker: So, what’s your type?

Lex Luthor: Green eyes, green hair, crazy, oblivious, has a good sense of humor sometimes.

Joker: Sounds kind of like me. Too bad we’re just friends.

Lex Luthor: Did I mention oblivious?

Joker: Yeah, why?

Lex Luthor: Okay, just making sure.

*****

Riddler: I am in charge of this disaster!

Scarecrow: I have a name, you know.

*****

Joker: How are you today?

Two Face: Please don’t make me think about my life.

*****

Harley Quinn, trying to flirt: So, you come around here often?

Poison Ivy, confused: I mean, this is my lair, so yeah.

*****

Scarecrow: I think I should be allowed on ghost hunter tv shows.

Mad Hatter: I think that would be dangerous for the ghosts.

*****

Riddler: There are no friends when playing board games. I am here to win.

*****

Scarecrow: I love murder mysteries!

Bane, trying to impress him: I've been a suspect in four murder cases.

*****

*talking on the phone*

Mad Hatter: Remember how I said that March Harriet and I were going to have a calm night out for once?

Riddler: Yeah…

Mad Hatter: Well, we’re in jail.

Riddler: *hangs up*

*****

Harley Quinn: You're ignoring all your problems.

Two Face: I know.

Harley Quinn: You also know it's an unhealthy coping mechanism?

Two Face: I'm ignoring that fact as well.

Harley Quinn:

*****

Catwoman: Damn, Riddler, are you secretly cool?

Riddler: Well, poker is just math, so I guess it depends on if you consider the mathematician, Carl Friedrich Gauss, cool.

Catwoman: I do not.

[cyberfox123]

Cyberfox X Scarecrow

More Cyberfox x Scarecrow. 🥰 Showing some of her other relationships in the Batman the animated series. She is close friends with Harley and Ivy. As well as Catwoman, the cat is Isis Catwomans pet. And again are little crow Nightmare. 😊

[yumikittyproducoes]

So... I accidentally forgot to private my Batjokes playlist and some people saw it*facepalm*, so I'm just gonna share all playlist:

Batjokes: (Grunge, Rock and oldies showtunes)

Riddlebird/Nygmabbelpot: (Multiple genres, mostly modern songs)

Harlivy: (Pop and queer girlypop anthems)

Catwoman/Selina Kyle: (Jazz and Sexy showtunes)

HatterCrow: (Whimsical tunes, creepy music and phonk)

[ilovelosermen69]

Who told batman villains they could be so hot?

[hxney-lemcn]

Fake Dating — General! Scarecrow, Riddler, Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy, Catwoman x gn! reader

summery: an excuse to pretend to date the rogues (some scenarios go better than others)

tw: Harassment, bad intentions (scarecrow), toxic ex

a/n: do some of these count as fake dating? It's more like kissing to throw someone off but same deal ig.

wc: 2.2k

Master List

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Scarecrow

❥Your stupid boss made you stay back late. They didn’t care that it was dangerous at night, and you had to walk home. No, only work came first, safety was barely a thought. You were rightfully pissed, and the thought of quitting briefly fluttered through your mind. 

❥Which led to your current predicament. The streets of Gotham were dark as you walked along the wet pavements. Your paranoia was proved correct when a catcall was heard from behind you. You kept walking, hoping that ignoring them would deter their unwanted advances. You heard two more pairs of footsteps fall in sync with your own. 

❥Your heart started beating faster, eyes frantically looking for a way out. You were on a main street, but the people of Gotham don’t look twice when someone needs help. The men continued to harass you as you walked faster. You didn’t want to lead them to where you live, but nowhere was open this late at night.

❥That’s when you saw him. You didn’t know who he was, but so far he was better than the men behind you. It was a 50/50 chance that he was gonna kill you. So you jogged up to him, a fake smile on your lips as you greeted him, “Hey…love.”

❥When Jonathan had gone out for some fresh air, the last thing he expecting was someone coming up to him and calling him…love. Remind him that perhaps staying in his lab was better than taking a break. Jon stared at you like you had two heads, but the way your breath was rapid, your pupils constricted, and your eyes kept glancing behind you. You were scared, something he found amusing. Eyes trailing behind you, two drunken men leaned against a wall, seemingly waiting for you to be alone again. 

❥Jon wasn’t a good man, he found the fact you ended up looking to the master of fear for help hilarious, but he didn’t let that show on his face. You clearly didn’t know who he was, otherwise you would’ve taken the two drunken idiots. He could’ve had his fun, deny you help and watch as your fear grew. Hell, he could’ve taken you in for his own heinous experiments, but there was something about you that made him reconsider. Perhaps it was the fact you trusted him (at least enough that you weren’t just running away), or maybe it was a tinge of selfishness. He wanted to be the cause of your fear, not some lowlifes.

❥”Hello…dear,” Jon replied back awkwardly. He wasn’t used to helping people, less so treating a stranger like a loved one. You felt your body relax when the stranger complied. Not to mention the fact that he looked intimidating. He was outrageously tall and his expression was grim. The two men groaned loudly, crying out about maybe next time. 

❥For some reason, that rubbed Jon the wrong way. You weren’t his, not in any way, he didn’t even know your name! But for some damned reason, he didn’t like the thought of those two coming back to haunt you. He was supposed to be the one who haunted people's nightmares, not some nobodies. It was a matter of pride. And so he walked over to the two men, hand fiddling with the new fear toxin he had created. It was a dust, that once ingested, it would take immediate effect. He needed some test subjects for it anyway.

❥You felt your blood drain at the sight of your two harassers start screaming as the stranger blew an orange dust at them. No, he was no stranger, he was the notorious Scarecrow, and when he turned back around, he felt utter delight at the fear that shone through your eyes.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Riddler

❥It was hard focusing on the mechanical work when Eddie wouldn’t stop talking. When his fans found out you were his assistant, they blew up, drawing art and speculating about your relationship. You’ve been a part of fandoms before, so you didn’t think much of it. But seeing fanart of you and Eddie kissing did take a bit of a toll on your mental health. 

❥Eddie had a harder time ignoring it, which made it harder for you to ignore it. Whenever he would look himself up, you seemed to pop up with him. It irritated him greatly. I mean he was supposed to be the one getting all the praise and attention, not you. And the fact that they put you on a pedestal right next to him? Were they even really his fans? You were a mere assistant, he could swap you out for anyone! 

❥He’s read multiple fanfics of you two. He would never admit it. He’d also deny how they would make his heart pitter patter like an absolute sap. You bet your ass you walked in on him one time, laying on his stomach, feet kicking in the air as the fanfic he read concluded with the two of you kissing. He totally has an alt account that likes and shares all the stories he really thinks make him shine. 

❥”Maybe if we pretended to date they’d get off our backs,” You offered. It was absolutely ridiculous and you knew it, but you’d do anything to get some work done in peace. Eddie scoffed, looking at you with a slight sneer. Really, how idiotic could you get? Why should he give those morons what they want? Absolutely not.

❥Yeah he caved pretty quickly. There was no other reason than to quench the masses. Nope. Nada. Why would he want to date you? He’s a man of intellect, not emotion. Mhm. Totally. And when he went live one day (obviously he covered his tracks so no one could find his location), and when you kissed his cheek on said live, the masses went crazy. In fact, your little plan had the opposite effect.

❥Eddie ate up all the attention you were bringing him. The revelation blew up on social media (much to Batman’s disarray). This caused Eddie to be even more annoying, and you found yourself completing even less work than before. He’d stop you to show how well someone drew him, he showed you praise, that was meant for you both, but twisted it to be about him only. He was a menace, but he was a charming menace. 

❥The line between reality and fake blurred between you both. Now your role as assistant included showering Eddie with affection, on and off camera. You’d huff and puff about it, putting on a show of how much you didn’t want to kiss his cheek goodbye if you left the hideout, but deep down you loved it. No one was as close to the green clad man as you had become, and you felt a sense of pride that you had managed to overcome those barriers. Maybe you should thank your fans for aggressively shipping the two of you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Harley Quinn

❥You found yourself dreading friend night. You and your friends would take time out of your busy schedules and catch up. Whether it would be about work, dating life, or any wrong doings you encountered. It was all fun…until they all started dating. Of course you were happy for them, that they were happy with their partners and wanted everyone to meet them. But that made you feel more of an outsider. 

❥You frowned as the group chat bounced with more and more texts. You all were going to hang out tonight, and you were the last one to have a partner to bring with. Harley had noticed that your lovely smile was gone, so she asked about it. When you explained the situation to her she looked dumbfounded. “I’ll just go as your partner then, silly!”

❥That’s how you found yourself nearly sitting in Harley Quinn's lap during karaoke. Some of your friends were off put by the fact that Harley freaking Quinn was there, but the others welcomed her with open arms. She was loud, rambunctious, and never failed to sing loud and proud, even if she didn’t know the song. She also was being overly affectionate…well if she wasn’t already.

❥When she noticed one of your friends and their partner getting lovey dovey, she’d lean over and give you a kiss with a loud ‘mwah’. She held onto you tightly the entire night, boasting about how great you were and she was lucky you picked her. It was nice, but it felt bittersweet. She wasn’t saying that as your lover, she was saying that so your friends bought the story. 

❥As the night finished, you found yourself in a worse place than you started. Bringing Harley made you realize just what you were missing. But Harley was a woman who knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to take it. So as you waved goodbye to all your friends, she wrapped her arms around your waist, leaning her head on your shoulder. “How about we do this for reals?” 

❥Did you really think she’d let the night end there?

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Poison Ivy

❥You glared at your phone. They just wouldn’t leave you alone. You had blocked them from everything, and they still managed to contact you. It was over between the two of you but they couldn’t get the hint. No, it wasn’t even a hint anymore. You were practically screaming into their face that you were over them. 

❥It went too far when they had reached out to you via your address. Even worse, you were having a day in with Pamela Isley, better known as Poison Ivy. Even worse than that? They had sent you a bouquet of red roses. Ivy frowned from where she sat, eyeing the vase with disdain. You yourself felt very similarly. 

❥You didn’t even notice when Ivy walked up to you, taking the card that was imbedded in the dead flowers. Her expression continued to sour as she read the note. “You have quite the taste,” She murmured, tossing the card into the bin. “That taste has changed quite a while ago,” You replied back, unsure what to do with the flowers. 

❥Ivy asked you to explain. So you told her about your previous relationship, how you ended things, and how they seemed to cling to you desperately still. She only let out a small ‘tsk’. She wasn’t jealous, no. She had no reason to be. She had the world at her fingertips. She could also tell when someone was lying, and you were telling the truth. 

❥”Show them you moved on,” Ivy offered, taking a seat on the couch once more. You placed the flowers on a table, you’ll decide what to do with them later. You asked her how you could do that when that’s all you’ve been trying to do. She beckoned you closer, then grabbed your phone. Unlocking it, she pulled you closer into her, causing you to fall onto the couch. Then, she brought your face towards her and pressed your lips together. You felt like your problems vanished in an instant, unaware of the photo Ivy took. Then she pulled away, finding the unwanted admirer of yours quickly and sent the photo. 

❥You watched with slight terror, only for Ivy to shut your phone off. If your ex was truly smart, they’d realize the woman you’re kissing in that photo was Poison Ivy, and that if they didn’t back off she wouldn’t take it lightly. But who knew, they were never the smart type. And you couldn’t help but long for more than just the taste Ivy had given you, your ex a distant memory.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Catwoman

❥Catwoman ran solo, everyone knew that. She worked best on her own. So when she asked you to accompany her on one of her heists, you did a double take. When you had asked her to clarify, she only winked. Oh how you hated how she had you wrapped around her pinky finger, but that’s how she likes them. She also promised a cut, which was more than enough to entice you.

❥She had you on watch guard. Not too bad you suppose. It wasn’t until the jewelry stores’ security alarm went off that you felt yourself double thinking this. You’d never leave Selina behind, but the thought of getting caught made your blood pump faster. You glanced around for witnesses, and only watched as people scuttled away. An alarm blaring was never a good sign, especially in Gotham. 

❥Selina slinked down, civilian attire helping her blend in. You furrowed your eyebrows, not sure how she normally stole, but this seemed out of the ordinary. Selina pulled you away into the alley. Before you could ask her what the plan was, her lips were on yours. You gasped in surprise, sirens starting to ring out. Even scarier was the fact that a dark shadow overpassed you both. 

❥Although, it was hard to think when she held you, when her lips pushed into yours so fervently. But you knew who she really was hiding from this time. Batman passed over, not even giving you both a second thought. Selina pulled away, she sent you a wink before sashaying away. You followed quickly, trying to ignore the way your heart pounded faster.

❥”If you’re really good, you might see more of those in your future,” Selina smirked.

[blakeswritingimagines]

Your relationship trope

Joker: 

Enemies/Lovers on sight.

God X Follower

Gremlin X Sunshine.

Rowdy delinquent X Sweet dork.

Harley Quinn: 

Chaotic badass X Sweet badass.

Quiet listener X Lord always talking.

Aggressively supportive.

Ultimate mom friend X Feral gremlin.

Catwoman: 

Each other's impulse control.

Loves talking X Loves listening

Crazy moron X Intelligent moronsexual.

Parents without kids.

Riddler: 

Tall angry bastard X Short actual sunshine.

Partner in crimes that are polar opposites.

Dumbass X That's my dumbass.

Dense X Dense.

Penguin: 

Angry and protective X Soft and concerned.

Asshole X Tired of it

Please stop X Too much energy.

Chaotic with a soft spot X Normal but Chaos enabler.

Scarecrow: 

Sweet baby X Litteral demon.

Overthinker X Touchy drama queen.

Grumpy X Sunshine.

They probably hate me X In love just terrible at showing it.

Deathstroke: 

Stoic and serious X Chill.

Feral dumbass X Voice of reason.

Ray of sunshine X Touch them and die.

Evil X Reason they haven't destroyed the world yet.

Bane: 

Low maintenance X High energy.

Big evil bastard X Smitten idiot.

Tall X Small.

Pessimist X Optimist.

Mr. Freeze: 

Morticia and Gomez.

Pure-heated bean X Cynical goblin.

Super hyper and loud X Loves them anyway.

Has a crush X Doesn't notice.

Two-Face: 

Edgy baby X Soft bastard.

Idiot X Loves their Idiots.

Flirty X Flustered.

Quiet X Bubbly.

Poison Ivy: 

Mutual pining idiots.

Confident flirt X Expert at not taking the hint.

Sun X Moon.

Cinnabun X Hot-head.

Killer Croc: 

Monster X Monster fucker

Cinnamon roll X Guard dog.

Hand warm X Hand cold.

Cluess as fuck X Bad at expressing emotions.

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