#zaddy dent

[magnificent-winged-beast]

Of Butchers and Betrayals ∞ GK S1E4

[unhinged-jackles]

inspired by @valleydean's post

[aleriya-darling]

I will be a Harvey Dent apologist until he becomes Two-Face.

then I will become a Two-Face apologist.

[ave09]

let’s have our night

gotham knights!harvey dent x wife!reader

note: i just love misha collins and i love his character in gk soooo yeah. no warnings, lots of fluff

if you like this, let me know and i’ll start writing more for harvey

“jesus christ.”

“harvey, take a break.”

“i can’t.” 

you huffed in response, glancing up from  the novel you were reading. he was hunched over his desk once again, pouring over lots of paperwork. he’d been at it for hours now and you were trying your hardest to have him step away from all the chaos for a moment. 

marking your page, you set down the novel, slowly rising from the unmade bed. clad in one of your husband’s button ups and a pair of cotton shorts, you made your way toward harvey at his desk. 

placing your hands upon his shoulders, you slowly leaned forward, “beautiful?” 

“yes, sweetheart?” he replied as you placed a peck on his cheek, his gaze not wavering from his work.

“come to bed?” 

he let out a sigh, setting his pen upon the cluttered desktop. harvey then turned his rolling chair so he was now facing you, a gentle smile gracing the lips of his tired face, “honey, i have a lot of work to get done.” his voice was sorrowful, slightly laced with exhaustion. 

“do you realize what time it is? you’ve been working all day, and you are still working even when you’re at home!”

harvey pinched the bridge of his nose before running his hand over his face, “i’ve got a lot going on at the moment-“

“and i absolutely understand that. but you’re overworking yourself, harvey. it’s unhealthy…” you paused, trying to figure out how to say exactly what needed to be said, “i know you’re trying to figure out what’s best for gotham, that’s all you’ve ever done…” you crept closer, kneeling before him, grasping his hands as you intertwined your fingers together, “but between bruce, turner being convicted, honey, you’re losing yourself.”

this was true, and harvey knew it. lately, he’d be going through strange blackouts, where he’d be somewhere and have no clue what he was doing or how he got there. it was very concerning, especially considering his father’s disorder. harvey was afraid that he’d inherit it, and though he had been consulted about it and how the symptoms would’ve started earlier. 

but this didn’t stop him from being worried. and lately it’s been getting worse. did he know this? yes. he’d been blanking out more and more each day. 

but you had to bear it. 

it hurt you to see your husband in such a state. and you were trying to do all you could to help him. 

“harvey, i can’t lose you, okay? so please, let’s just forget about all this crazy shit for one night, and just have some time together… okay?” 

there is a silence for a moment before harvey nods, “okay.”

“okay?” you questioned, slowly rising from your crouched position, a smile tugging at your lips. 

“let’s have our night.” 

harvey stifled a yawn as he rose from

his seat, standing tall before you. reaching forward, your hands found his tie, loosening the knot slightly before slipping it over his head.

your husband shrugged off his suit jacket, placing it over the desk chair. he stifled a yawn as your nimble fingers fiddled with the buttons of his dress shirt. you unbuttoned them with ease, having done this many times before, and proceeded to pull the loose shirt off of his body, leaving him in only his dark dress pants, which he didn’t even bother removing as he moved toward the large bed, pulling back the comforter. 

you felt accomplished as you moved toward your side, climbing into the bed. harvey’s muscular arms snakes around your waist as he pulled you close to him, pressing a gentle kiss to your shoulder before nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck. 

you sighed contently. it was moments like these that you loved the most. just you and your husband; mister and missus dent, two souls intertwined as one. 

“goodnight harv, i love you.”

“i love you more,” he whispered softly, snuggling closer to you. a soft smile graced your lips as your eyes fluttered shut, immediately relaxing in his grip, “and i love you most.”

“impossible.” 

[4evamc]

So glad to see buff Misha in Gotham Knights!

[lunaroserites]

I finished Gotham Knights 😭💔

No more Zaddy Dent, just let me perish

[exquisitedudes]

[syrma-sensei]

→ Important Matters.

gif credit.

pairing: harvey dent (gotham knights) x sugar baby!reader.

rating: smut.

warning: teasing, fingering, daddy kink.

summary: daddy ain't giving you the attention you need.

“Not right now, baby girl, I'm busy.”

It's become his mantra whenever you try to seduce him, even see him, since Bruce Wayne's death. Harvey has been working his ass off trying to help Turner Hayes who foolishly ran away with the culprits. He still believes the kid is innocent, but with the latter being on the run, it isn't helping Harvey so much. Not to mention that Harvey's already jeopardizing his political career before it sees the light.

He barely spares you a brief glance before his eyes are, once again, glued to the documents and papers scattered all over his desk. Your reaction is a bratty whimper, which normally would draw his attention to punish you. But as it seems its mojo isn't working right at the moment. The colour begins to rise on your face.

Through angry stare, your eyes settle on his working figure. Harvey's shirt sleeves are rolled up, and his necktie is loosened around his neck, whereas his jacket is tossed on the couch in front of his desk. You pout at the scene. Despite his slight disarrayed semblance, Harvey's hair is still keeping its neat style.

You patiently wait for another couple minutes to see if he'd deign and pay you a bit of his attention, but to no avail. And that's it. You set your mind on breaking his obsession with the case.

Tipping your chin up, you stride to where he'd sitting, putting a hand on his shoulder. He stills for a moment before he turns to face you. “Can we at least talk?”

His eyes soften when yours pour into them. “I'm sorry, baby, I've been neglecting you all the time, haven't I?”

You nod, seeing a window, and you take it right away; you stealthily slide on his lap, your arms encircling his neck, thighs at the either side of his.

“Daddy's been mean to me.” You pout, cocking your head to the side, playful fingers tracing his chest.

His large hand reaches your hair, tugging a lock behind your ear, while the other resting on your thigh. “I'm sorry, baby...,” He sighs, jutting his chin towards the paperwork, “But you know I'm busy with important matters, right?”

“More important than me?” Comes your sly remark. Your lips are so close to his.

“Nothing's important than you.” He pecks your lips, then looks at you with half-lidded eyes, while yours roam his handsome face. Cerulean eyes holds yours before he chases your lips again, more vigorous, more passionate.

His lips crush yours, and his hands reach to your body, as you hoist up, adjusting your weight on your knees.

“Daddy's left me sleep alone in bed for days.” You say breathlessly when he draws back to print open-mouthed kisses on your neck.

“Daddy's so sorry, baby girl,” He grabs your hips, craning his neck up to gaze at you, “Would you forgive him and give him another chance?”

“Depends on whether he gives me his cock or not.” You roll your hips to assert your point, and you feel his member gradually comes to life below your clothed cunt.

Harvey's big hands grasps your ass and turn you over on his desk before, taking the robe your wore off.

Harvey chuckles amusedly when he sees the thin lingerie set you wore it for him. Cheek pressing against the wood, you bite on your lower lip when a playful smack lands on your buttock, and you squeal cheerfully.

“Naughty girl,” Another smack, “You want daddy's cock to fuck you dumb?”

You nod frantically. Another smack.

“When I ask a question you answer,” His voice is hoarse and deep.

“Yes, daddy! Wanna feel your cock inside me!”

“Atta girl.” He says, two thick fingers nudging the thin line of your panties aside to plunge into your dripping hole.

“You're gonna cum on my fingers first before I let you cum on my cock.”

“Yes, daddy.”

“Good girl.”

[bylizhand]

zaddy dent

bc i had to draw that promo 🔥

[nerdysquirrel]

Holy crap, BatBrats! You’ve donated over $400 to demine Ukraine! Wanna see if we can get to $500 by tomorrow? There’s still time to become the lucky owner of this Misha-signed shirt. Send me your proof of donation to his campaign and get entered into the drawing!

[magnificent-winged-beast]

Poison Pill ∞ GK S1E10

[shedontlovehuhself]

[outofthecavern]

So that episode was amazing, they just keep getting better every week??? How??? Idk but I’m loving it, living it, misha and this cast is amazing. They inspired me to make this. 💚💙 it’ll be a sticker and up in my shop soon!

[ave09]

i promise

gk!harvey dent x reader

note: i’m so excited for y’all to read this! i don’t know how the two-face reveal will actual go, but this is my interpretation!

you hadn’t heard from harvey in weeks. 

you’d called, texted, emailed, you’d done practically everything to get in contact with him, and yet had heard nothing back. 

you couldn’t remember the exact date or time, all you remember is that it was just an hour before his appointment with the physiatrist, because despite ‘harvey’s warning’, you were determined to have his condition checked out. 

you were in the car, heading toward the clinic where harvey said he’d meet you when he called you up.

“harvey? i was just getting ready to head to the clinic-“

“honey, listen, i don’t have much time.” he spoke quickly, softly, as though he was hidden and didn’t want to be found. 

“harv? what-“

“i’m going away for a bit.” 

a gasp slipped past your lips, “what?? going away?? i don’t understand-“

“i can’t say. think of it like a business trip. i’ll be back soon.” there was a loud ruckus on the other end, panick struck you, “harvey, please, tell me what’s going on.”

“i love you so much. more than you could even imagine.”

“i-“

the line went dead. your breath came out in quick hyperventilated pants. what the hell was he doing? what was that noise? what was happening??

and as panicked as you were, he was your husband. you had to trust him. 

so that’s what you did. 

and you hadn’t heard from him since.

at week two, you decided to go to the GPD, to report a missing persons. but, apparently, harvey had taken leave, reportedly for almost a month. 

and there was nothing you could do. 

weeks flew by, and your worry only increased. your friends, coworkers, they’d stop by with gifts and kind words. but nothing helped. all you wanted was your husband back.

it was past midnight, and you could not sleep, not without him by your side. nightmares plagued your mind to the point that you’d barely been getting sleep at night. and it had taken its toll.

just as you were about to get up and find something to occupy yourself, your phone rang. you let out a soft sigh as you rolled across the king sized bed to your nightstand, the sound only growing louder. 

it was an unknown number, but you answered anyway. you’d given out your number at the GPD so if anyone had any clue where your husband was, they could give you a call.

“hello?” you answered, your voice groggy with sleep. 

“honey?” 

you froze, tears welling up in your eyes. you knew that voice anywhere. “harvey?” you whispered softly, your voice cracking slightly. 

“it’s me.” 

“oh my god,” you sobbed, unable to contain your emotion as a wave of relief washed over you. 

he was okay. he was alive.

“don’t cry, darling, please don’t.” 

“i’m just so happy you’re okay… where are you?” 

“um, about that-“

“harvey, i need to see you.” you said, desperation lacing your voice. there was a sigh on the other end, then silence. 

“harv..?” you questioned, “are you still there?” 

“i’m sending you a pin. you can meet me there.” 

“okay. i love you.”

“i love you too. i’ll see you soon.”

you had never driven faster in your entire life. the location was practically in the middle of nowhere, near one of gotham’s old rundown buildings. 

what he was doing here? you had no clue. 

you now stood in the middle of an abandoned alley, shivering from the cold. this was exactly where harvey had dropped the pin. he was supposed to be here. 

a startling sound of footsteps caused you to whip around to see a figure standing in the darkness of the alley. 

“you came.” his voice was gentle, almost as though he was surprised by her arrival. 

a small smile spread across your lips, “you called.” 

having him here before you made your heart swell. you had missed him so, and he’d finally returned to you. 

you took a few steps forward, only to see harvey stumble back slightly. this confused you. you had also begun to notice that when he’d spoken to you, he’d only kept one side of his face turned toward you. 

“harvey. come here.” you said, your voice stern. but your husband remained still. so with a sigh, you marched toward him, and now that he was near the dead end of the alleyway, he had nowhere to go.

as you neared, you noticed his face seemed different. and when you saw him fully, a gasp ripped from your throat.

the right side of his face was burned, the melted flesh a mixture of pink and purple. the right side of his lip was gone, leaving only his teeth bared. but what hurt the most, was seeing that his right eye, which used to be a vibrant blue, was now a milky white. 

you choked back a sob as you lifted a hand to the scared side of his face, gently placing it upon the deformed cheek. 

“oh beautiful..” you whispered, blinking back tears. the man scoffed but did not shudder at your touch, “how? how can you call me such a name when i look like this..”

you furrowed your brows, “what?”

“i was afraid to meet with you. i was afraid how you would react, i was.. i was afraid that you couldn’t find it in yourself to love…” he raised a hand, gesturing to his face, “this.” 

a soft smile tugged at your lips, “harvey, i did not fall in love with you because of your looks.” you let your hand fall from his cheek and move to rest upon his chest, where you could feel the thump, thump, thump, of his heart. 

“i fell in love with this. with your heart. i will have you, harvey dent, with a face or not.” 

harvey let out a soft chuckle as you continued, “and i will always be here for you. and this, we will get through this together.” 

you could see a single tear slip down the left side of his face, “you promise?”

you leaned forward, pecking your lips gently against what was left of his, sealing the deal. “yes. i promise.”

[i-am-the-queen-of-trash]

I would like to shake the hand of whoever decided that GK was the perfect time to bring back Mishas sex hair

[4evamc]

This show was so good and had such potential!