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yandere-writer-momo · 6 months ago

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Yandere DC Shorts: Drag You to Hell

Yandere Harvey “Two Face” Dent x Psychiatrist/ Childhood Friend Fem Reader

TW: Unhealthy relationship, uncomfortable themes, possessive and obsessive behavior, mention of childhood abuse, cursing (Two Face), sexual harassment (Two Face), NONCONSENSUAL KISSING, psychological horror, and themes that should not be romanticized

Tick. Tick. Tick. The clock on the wall filled the silence of the room while (your name) had a stare down with her patient, Harvey Dent.

This entire situation had thrown her for a loop. It was bizarre to see her beloved, ex childhood friend fall from grace as fast as a shooting star. It broke her heart.

The popular and handsome District Attorney, who was once of Gotham’s most eligible bachelors, now sat broken and burned before her. The sight of his current state was certainly jarring. Especially since he stopped his attempts to reach out to her once he became District Attorney.

(Your name) had tried not to let the loss of their friendship since kindergarten get to her, but she had thought about him from time to time. She had even tried to reach out once a month while he was at the top of his career… yet it didn’t seem like he wanted her around.

After all, she was a psychiatrist while he had been a promising public figure. Harvey’s reputation could be at stake if he was caught with a shrink by the media. Unsavory rumors could pop up and tarnish his political career… one that must have been more important than a friendship that felt like family for two children from broken homes.

Even after he crashed and burned like Icarus who flew too close to the sun four years ago, he still hadn’t reached out to her. It made her feel as if he had grown embarrassed of her. And it was one of the worst feelings.

(Your name) wouldn’t treat him like her old friend though… because they have been strangers for the last seven years.

“Hello, Mister Dent.” (Your name) greeted the man she once knew nearly a decade ago, the same one whose intense gaze had tried to swallow whole for the last minute. “I am your psychiatrist, Doctor (last name).”

“…” Harvey only stared at her, he was uncharacteristically quiet for once. Which did little to calm her nerves.

“It seems you have been diagnosed with dissociative identity disorder, schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, and depression. What symptoms have you been-“

“It really is you.” Harvey’s voice cut in before she could finish her question. His voice was barely above a whisper and raspy, as if he hadn’t spoken for ages. That and she could tell he had been a heavy smoker.

(Your name) paused and glanced up at him. “Whatever do you mean?”

“Don’t play coy.” Harvey shifted in his straight jacket, his one good eye filled with desperation. “You know who I am.”

“I’m sorry, but I have no personal relationship with you, Mister Dent-“

(Your name) jumped when he suddenly leaned forward, his eyes feral with desperation like a cornered animal.

“Bull shit! Look at us, (your name)! It’s Harv!” He snarled, his arms tried to flail out of his straight jacket. “Look at us! Look-“

Guards rushed in to restrain him but he continued to shout in the top of his lunges. (Your name) felt terrified of what had become of her ex-childhood friend. He was so broken…

“I’m here! Please! Look at us!”

How could she not when he flailed against the guards like an animal with rabies? When he felt so familiar yet like a stranger to her? When he looked at her with those blue eyes filled with so much despair and loneliness?

The guards went to drag him away, yet she made sure to speak to him.

“Harvey Dent, I see you.”

Harvey stopped his violent movements which made it easier for the guards to carry him back to his cell. His eyes filled with stars and the right side of his face slightly flushed.

She saw them… his beloved childhood friend saw them. Harvey was finally reunited with the love of his life.

Little hands held on another as the body of two twelve year olds huddled together. Harvey trembled as (your name) pressed her forehead to his.

“Your dad can’t hurt you here.” (Your name) reassured him. “You’re always safe with me, Harvey.”

“But what if he tries to hurt you?” Harvey shakily whispered.

“Then I’ll punch him in his fat nose!” The two kids laughed as they huddled closer. Their fingers interlaced.

“You’re always so brave, (your name)… I want to be brave too!”

“You will be a man one day, Harvey. A tall, strong man that will be very brave.” (Your name)’s smile was illuminated by the moonlight that streamed through the window. Her appearance even more angelic to the young boy. “You’ll do great things, you want to know how I know this?”

“How?” Harvey asked softly.

“Because I believe in Harvey Dent.” The two smiled at one another. Harvey had a blush on his cheeks.

“(Your name)?”

“Yes, Harv?”

“When we become adults and I do something with myself… I want you to be my wife.” Harvey softly told her. His pulse quick and his hands now clammy. “I’ll buy you a nice house and I’ll protect you from monsters and bad family members. We can have our own family! I just… I want to be with you forever.”

(Your name) smiled warmly at him as she held up her pinky for a childish pinky promise. “Then I’ll be your wife, Harv. I’ll be by your side forever.”

Harvey shot up from his dream with a shaky breath. His hand out stretched to link his pinky with (your name) in his dreams. The vivid imagination of one of his precious childhood memories.

“(Your name)…” Harvey sat up and examined his cell. Ah yes… this was his reality currently. He was in Arkham Asylum.

Harvey absentmindedly touched the disfigured half of his face. She didn’t turn away in disgust… there was still hope, right? (Your name)had always been so understanding.

“You worry too much, Harv. Be grateful I put so much work into keeping her alone for this long for us. She needed to be this lonely so she’ll be putty in our hands.” Two Face chuckled in his mind. “She is ours. Just like she’s always been and she won’t say no. She never had a choice.”

Harvey gulped as he began to fiddle with his double sided coin for comfort. Yes… the coin had let Two Face do what he had to do. The coin reassured him that she was theirs.

(Your name) noticed Harvey didn’t act like he had their first session together since. The ex district attorney no longer needed the straight jacket either since he was cooperative now… yet the intensity of his mismatched gaze scared her a bit. He stared at her like she was his lover or his entire world… yet they hadn’t spoken in nearly a decade so maybe this was an attachment based on old familiarity? She could never know.

“I hear you have been eating again. I’m glad your appetite has returned, Mister Dent.”

“Please call me Harv.” Harvey begged, his eyes pleading. This was a request he often made to her, one she wasn’t sure if she, herself, was comfortable with. “I’d feel more comfortable if you did.”

She sighed but finally obliged. It had been a month since she became his doctor and he never stopped his request.

“Alright… I am glad you have an appetite, Harv.” (Your name) watched his expression light up instantly like a child on Christmas.

“Yes… the food isn’t great.” Harvey replied with a hint of a smile on the right side of his face. “But I need all the energy I can get.”

“How have the meds been working for you? Are you experiencing any side effects?”

“No, I’m not.” Harvey replied in his tenor voice. “Can I ask you a question, Doctor?”

(Your name) paused but gave him the green light. “You can ask me anything, Harv-“

“Are you married?”

(Your name) nearly choked on her spit. Of all questions to ask, he wanted to know her relationship status?

“No, I’m not.” (Your name) replied, but she noticed the way he began to self sooth with his hands. She was familiar with this tick of his. Harvey was excited since he always fiddled with his hands or his coin when he was anxious or excited.

“I noticed there wasn’t a ring on your finger.” His voice trailed off a bit as a rosy blush covered his cheek on the right side of his face.

“Yes. I work long hours since I started working here a few years ago so I haven’t had much time for dating, let alone looking into the prospect of marriage.” (Your name) told him. And then she accidentally let her personal feelings spill from her lips, “A lot of people do not want to be around a psychiatrist, you know.”

Harvey paused his hand soothing and tightly held his hands together. His eye filled with guilt and she caught herself instantly. That was extremely unprofessional of her.

“Oh, I apologize. I’m just a bit bitter about my career choice at times-“

“I’m sorry.” Harvey’s voice was barely above a whisper.

“You have nothing to apologize for-“ Slam! Harvey’s fist connected with the table between them as his face clenched in anger.

“No!” Harvey flipped like a switch, his expression twisted and his voice loud, “I shouldn’t have-“

(Your name) watched him pull back and hug himself. He bit his lip. “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to raise my voice. I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright-“

“No… I’m not like my father or like your parent. I didn’t mean to yell.” Harvey shook his head in disgust. “I remember how much you hated when people yell.”

Ah, so she was right about his attachment due to their past. This may be a problem in the future… but she wasn’t sure her boss would care much of her personal past with Harvey since their relationship was never intimate.

“I forgive you. You’re going through a lot right now, Harv-“ he suddenly scooped her hands into his calloused and scarred one.

“You have no idea…” (your name) thought for brief moment he was speaking of his condition but then he began to press fervent kisses all over her knuckles and the back of her hands. His touches were reverent as if she were a precious piece of art. “How much we missed you.”

(Your name) gently tried to pull her hand back but he held on tighter.

“I love you. I want you.” (Your name) froze at the sudden voice change. Was this… the other personality surfacing?

“Harv?”

“I’m sorry, I just missed you so much. You’re mine.” Harvey seemed to have both personalities present with her right now. “I know I’m ugly now and I left you behind. Harvey thought was for your own good.”

“For my own good?” (Your name) asked Harvey who kept up with his tender kisses on her hands.

“I didn’t want you to get involved with the political world and be known by the mob.” Harvey admitted. “I… I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to you. I’d fucking kill them all.”

(Your name) let Harvey open up her hands and place his face in her palms. His smooth skin on his right side and the scarred skin on his left side was such a stark contrast against the soft flesh of her palms. Just like his condition…

“Harv, this is unprofessional-“

“To hell with unprofessionalism.” Two Face surfaced in an instant. “You have been mine since we were five and you’re going to be mine until one of us dies.”

Two Face roughly grabbed her cheeks with his scarred left hand. “Harvey was a coward for leaving without a word but he’s always been such a pussy. You’ve only became more beautiful over the years and you’re ready for picking. I’m glad my hard work has paid off.”

“Hard work?” (Your name) was filled with confusion. Whatever could he mean?

“Ah, you always have been so oblivious, baby girl.” Two Face chuckled, the permanent scowl on his face twisted up a bit into a smirk. “I’m happy I scared away any man that tried to get close to you. I couldn’t have anyone stealing our girl.”

Realization hit her, Two Face… had been the reason behind her loveless and sexless life? The last four years she had been stood up or ghosted but it had been Harvey all along?

“They wouldn’t know what to do with you. How to love you. How to FUCK you.” Two Face chuckled as he leaned his face closer to hers so that their noses touched. “And trust me, we’ve seen the way you masturbate. I’m sure Harvey and I have something that could fill you up better than fingers ever could-“

(Your name) immediately tried to pull away at his disgusting innuendo, but Two Face easily held her face in place.

“Look at that blush on your cheeks. Seems that got you hot and bothered.”

“How dare you- mmphf!” Two Face leaned forward and passionately kissed her. His tongue intertwined with hers in a sinful dance.

It was so strange to feel how his lips felt against hers since it was alike kissing two different men…

Two Face tangled his hand in her hair so he could jerk her head back and deepen the kiss. His tongue completely dominated hers as his lips curled up into a cruel smirk. She could do nothing but let his tongue wriggle in her mouth until he had his fill. He was far too unpredictable to reject.

It wasn’t until her lungs burned for air that Two Face pulled away. A long string of saliva connected them while his eyes darkened to the point that they were the shade of deep sea rather than their usual sky blue.

“You taste even better than I thought.” Two Face chuckled at (your name)’s dazed expression. “Only a kiss and you’re so flustered? Imagine what I could do with my-“

(Your name) put her hands over his lips as she tried to catch her breath.

“Just who do you think you are?” (Your name)’s voice wasn’t as firm as she wanted it to be since she was breathless. Her eyes narrowed at the cocky look in this eye. This man in front of her was not Harvey… he was a pervert. “Isolating me for years, leaving me wondering what I did wrong for you to not speak to me- eek!”

(Your name) yanked her hand back when he dragged his tongue across her palm.

“It was for your own damn good.” Two Face spat. “We tried to keep you away from our dumpster fire of a life. It would’ve been ideal but the coin decided you’re ours. Your fate was sealed the moment it landed on my side of the coin.”

“Harv, snap out of-“

“You promised to be our wife when we were younger.” Harvey’s voice mixed with Two Face’s as his expression softened slightly. “I have a manor and more money than ever. We can start that family we always wanted, the one you deserve.”

“Harv-“

“You’re ours. You’ll always be ours, even if I have to drag you to hell with me.”

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yandere-writer-momo · 8 months ago

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This is more Harvey Dent centric, because I’m obsessed with him. So here is a part of something small, I can’t guarantee y’all make another part. I also noticed a trend with a neglected reader, so I wanted to do something different. I love the idea, and I might explore that in the future, but I wanted to do wife who was disinterested in Bruce. This is mainly a self indulgent piece. I hope everyone enjoys.

Harvey Dent would be so delulu. Fight me if you disagree

Yandere Batman Short Stories: The Heart Wants What It Wants

Yandere Harvey Dent x Married Fem Reader x Yandere Bruce Wayne

The chirping of birds filled the autumn air as Bruce sat at the dinner table in the Wayne Manor. His blue eyes studied the elegant figure of (your name) who enjoyed the breakfast Alfred had made.

“There’s rumors going around that you’re close to Harvey Dent.” Bruce’s fist clenched around his silverware to the point his knuckles turned white. His gaze narrowed at his plate.

“I do work at the legal office with him, Bruce. We’re coworkers.” (Your name) sighed as she rubbed her temple from the already oncoming headache. She’s been the Distict Attorney’s assistant for a few years now, so she wasn’t sure why it was an issue as of late… “Harvey is a really nice guy-“

“So you two are on a first name basis?” (Your name) sighed at Bruce’s jealousy. He had never been much of a fiancé prior to marriage and now he was a jealous husband. It made no sense to her since he had always instilled in her, since childhood, that there would be no romance attached to this arranged marriage their parents had set up ages ago.

“Bruce, I truly think you’re overthinking this. Harvey is just a really amazing friend.” (Your name) sighed. “If this is about the Wayne family image, you have nothing to worry about-“

“He’s in love with you.” Bruce’s blunt statement effectively cut her off mid sentence.

“Excuse me?”

“Mister Dent is in love with you.” Bruce repeated it as if that would magically make her understand his assessment of her coworker.

“What makes you think that?”

“The way he looks at you.” Bruce’s blue eyes are like a tropical storm of emotion at the moment. “You’re my wife.”

(Your name) sighed before she placed her silverware down and rose up from her chair. She cast Bruce a glare.

“On paper. There’s no romance involved in this arrangement, remember?” (Your name) walked through the door as she headed to her room to finish getting around for work.

Bruce sighed and put his forehead in his hand. He hated his younger self for what he had once told her… because he no longer felt that way.

Harvey came over to (your name)‘s desk with a bag of pastries in his hand.

“Good morning, (your name).” Harvey gave her a warm smile as he set the bag down in her desk. “I bought some muffins if you’d like one.”

(Your name) gave Harvey a weak smile.

“You’re always so sweet. Thank you.” (Your name) picked out a banana muffin, her fingers brushed against his for a brief moment.

“I think you deserve more sweetness in your life, (your name).” Harvey gave her a charming smile before he grabbed the bag. His blue eyes lingered on her for a few seconds longer than what was comfortable before he went to his office.

Harvey shut his office door before a blush enveloped his cheeks. Their fingers touched… god he was so pathetic. (Your name) was a married woman. Harvey couldn’t even have her… she had her fate chosen for her since a young age. One that he could not interfere with.

Harvey picked up his double sided coin off his desk as he absentmindedly flipped it. Would she have even chosen him if they would have been able to have a life together? Harvey didn’t have the same wealth as Bruce, but he would have been able to buy them a beautiful suburban home… give her a few children if she wanted them. The standard, American white picket fence life.

Harvey gazed at the files on his desk for his next, big case. (Your name) was truly a skilled and organized assistant, one he was grateful for. The two of them had worked so many long nights together on this… all for their mutual goal to better Gotham.

Harvey couldn’t help that he had fallen in love with her… he just wished she’d see his feelings. That they were soulmates- he was so corny.

Harvey was so pathetic for the way he felt about a married woman… but he knew she wasn’t happy. That it was all an arranged marriage. A union her parents forced on her.

Harvey could treat her infinitely better than some cold, Playboy billionaire. he would never run around on her, nor would he ever make her doubt that he had nothing but love for her.

(Your name) deserved to be pampered like a princess. She deserved soft and gentle… something Harvey was.

It was just such a shame he had been hearing strange voices in his head… perhaps they were merely auditory hallucinations from the stress of this upcoming case against the Falcone family?

Yes… that was it. Harvey Dent wasn’t a madman. He was a normal, upstanding citizen. The district attorney! Harvey “Apollo” Dent.

He was not crazy… even though he kept hearing a raspy voice in his head that wanted to snatch up his assistant for his own. She needed to be properly claimed and ravaged.

Harvey was just too scared of his own mind sometimes…

“We don’t have to talk if you don’t want to.” Bruce always recalled memories of a younger version of (your name). Back when she still made an attempt to get close to him. To the times she’d visit the manor to check on him since he was always ‘brooding.’ Bruce appreciated the gestures but never outwardly expressed it.

(Your name) was always so kind and sweet… yet he didn’t want to fall in love for fear she’d leave him or she would perish. Bruce now saw this logic as flawed since another man was now in the picture.

Bruce would be damned if he let a man like Harvey Dent snatch up what was his.

(Your name) was surprised her husband waited for her when she came home. She sighed when Bruce came to help her remove her coat.

“What are you doing?” (Your name) didn’t even put up a fight when he gently slid the suede trench coat off her shoulders.

“Can I not help my wife take her coat off?” Bruce asked with a quirked brow. (Your name) hated when he’d act like a doting husband. He was never interested before so she wasn’t sure why it changed now.

“You’ve been odd… or are you afraid I’m going to run away for some fantasy love affair?” (Your name) laughed at the expression on Bruce’s face. “You’re joking… you can’t possibly be jealous.”

“So what if I am?” Bruce asked softly. “Feelings can change.”

(Your name) sighed once again. “Bruce, I’m not interested-“

“Is it because of Dent?”

“No. It’s not because of Harvey.” (Your name) glanced at him. “I… I just haven’t no interest in romance with you.”

“…” Bruce remained silent for a moment before he pulled her into an awkward hug. “Let’s work on it then. I won’t push you away anymore… let’s make this real.”

(Your name) furrowed her brow in confusion but she didn’t put up much of a fight. She was too tired to argue.

(Your name) sat in her office as she watched the news. Harvey had a huge case against the Falcone family… the two of them had worked on his case together for months on end. She was hopeful the Falcone family would finally be knocked off the map… but she was horribly wrong.

(Your name) audibly gasped when she saw the reporter loudly scream and explain that Harvey had just been attacked. How was she attacked? It was a court room…

Turned out, his witness, Sal Maroni, threw acid on half his face. What kind of monster would do that?!

(Your name) rushed up from her desk as she grabbed her coat. She needed to get to that hospital and quickly, Harvey would need all the support he could get.

Harvey woke up with a start when he saw he was in the hospital. Agony consumed his entire being yet he couldn’t understand the warmth he felt beside him- (your name)?

Harvey was shocked to see the beautiful young woman beside his hospital bed in a chair. Her upper body draped on the mattress, her fingers into locked with his. Had she… spent the night? Was there a possibility she loved him too?

Harvey’s fingers brushed a few pieces of hair from her face, his breath hitched at the contact. This wasn’t a dream… yet neither was his accident.

Harvey felt a sense of pride fill him when he saw that her phone vibrated with notifications from her ‘husband.’ He wanted to gloat in the other man’s face but he was more concerned about his own face at the moment.

It couldn’t be that bad, right? It’s not like (your name) would hate him… she loved him. That’s why she came to be with him… and he’d make sure she knew just how much he adored her too.

Bruce slammed his fist into the wall, a small hole now there like a centered frame. Why wasn’t his wife answering his calls? She was supposed to be home yesterday. Where on this green earth could she be?

Bruce angrily ran a hand through his hair, his fingers tugged a bit at the black strands. There wasn’t a possibility that she was with Harvey right? She told him that she wasn’t interested in Harvey that way… he couldn’t help the nagging feeling that ate away at his mind.

He needed to find (your name) and fast. Bruce had a sickening feeling that she wasn’t safe… he needed to save his wife.

(Your name) stirred awake to find Harvey with his fingers in her hair. Her brow furrowed as she set up, her lips drawn in a thin line.

“ Harvey? Are you all right? I didn’t mean to fall asleep…”

Harvey shook his head to reassure her, the bandages obscured his handsome face from view. There was no doubt in her mind that his face was permanently destroyed from the acid.

“I’m… I’m here.” Harvey gave a dry chuckle. (Your name) could tell he was on a verge of a mental breakdown. One of his eyes twitched while his hands shook. She couldn’t bear to see such a wonderful man completely fall apart when she was there to catch the pieces.

“Harvey… come here.” (Your name) held her arms wide open for him, the man melted instantly. His arms wrapped around her like the coils of an anaconda. His grip was tight and escapable as his body was sob.

Harvey couldn’t say a word as he held her like a lifeline, but there was only one thing that was clear in his mind… she loved him too.

It had to be fate that she felt the same way… now all he had to do was get her to leave her husband and be with him. Where she belongs.

The heart wants what it wants…

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