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illustratedartist · 5 months

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Jervis Tetch A.K.A The MAD HATTER 🎩🫖

OK So someone sent me an ask on here and unfortunately I can't find where it disappeared to-SO I'M VERY SORRY!

This person asked if I could make a reference sheet of my Hatter and share some headcanons, if I had any. I've never really done this before, or even had many headcanons so please bare with me lol. I didn't go into too much detail, Im not really a writer so I just tried to get the main points through.

Down The Rabbit Hole:

Has paranoid schizophrenia, and often hallucinates, especially when stressed. He mostly sees characters from Alice in Wonderland, seeing the Cheshire cat or “Alice” the most.

When very stressed or feel like hes losing control of a situation, he begins to stutter horribly. His words get jumbled in his mind, and thats when he starts reciting quotes or poems from AIW relevant to the situation hes in. Before he became the Mad Hatter, and became a criminal he stuttered constantly while speaking to anyone.

Jervis controls people by drugging and hypnotizing them, But the strongest form of mind control he has are the masks he puts on his “Guests”.

For goons or regular street thugs he manages to get, he mostly uses cards on them instead of wasting materials to make masks for them. Figuring It would be easier than having Batman break them and forcing him to constantly remake the same ones over and over.

Also its a chance to call his thugs the “Card Guards” which amuses him.

His goons don’t matter much to him, but if he assigns you a specific character, you are highly important to his “Tea Parties” and are at risk of being forced to attend indefinitely.

For his “Tea Party” guest list, he has crafted actual masks for them to wear, in correlation to the Character he assigned to each guest. He does make sure the guests are drugged with his special tea before putting the masks on them. Wouldn’t want to risk having you manage to break free of his control during the party! Or ever.

March Hare=Scarecrow, Dormouse= Riddler, White Rabbit= Ventriloquist, Cheshire Cat= Catwoman, The Dodo= Penguin, Mock Turtle= Mr.Freeze, Queen of Hearts= Poison Ivy, The Walrus= Bane, The Jabberwocky= Batman

He customizes the masks so they even resemble the actual people.

His closest friends are Jonathan Crane, and Edward Nygma, his March Scare and Dorrat.

Jonathan was a psychologist so he knows how to handle Jervis, and can tolerate him for the most part. Edward on the other hand may think Jervis is a useful ally, but he's not nearly as patient with him as Jonathan is. Neither of them like being called by their "nicknames" Jervis gave them.

Jervis fell in love with the woman he had been working with, before he became a criminal, that put everything into motion. Her actual name wasn't Alice, but they both bonded over their fondness for the story, and he started to call her Alice as a fun nickname or inside joke. Though his obsession with her had already begun.

After losing it, and becoming a criminal and kidnapping "Alice" he was defeated by Batman, (Much like how it happened in BTAS). "Alice" fled Gotham after this, but Jervis doesn't know that, and is too far gone to realize that she would leave him. SO he roams the streets of Gotham looking for his beloved "Alice".

OK THAT'S IT! At least these were all I could think of. Obviously my Jervis is heavily based off the Arkham series and BTAS. But I love this little crazy guy.

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dcmeme · 5 months

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Daily occurrences Gotham Citizens go through part 2

(HOSTAGE BY PEOPLE YOU KNOW)

Citizen 1: *tied above a boiler with everyone else* I hate Mondays.

Citizen 2: It’s f*cking Wednesday!

Thug: Hey! Quiet down over there!

Citizen 2:I know that voice..JERRY?!

Jerry:…happy hump day?

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(VILLAIN INTERACTIONS AT WORK)

Citizen 2: What can I get for you today?

Riddler: Hm.. something often a necessity to some, a treasure to many.

Citizen 2: huh?

Riddler: Best enjoyed around company of plenty. Some like me hot, some like me cold-

Citizen 2: Sir-

Riddler:some prefer me mild, some like me-

Citizen 2: A coffee.

Riddler: HOW DID YOU KNOW?!

Citizen 2: …This is a Starbucks.

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(CELEBRITY SIGHTINGS)

Citizen 1: Oh sh*t look it’s Vicki Vale!

Citizen 3: Oh sh*t, look, I don’t care 😀

Citizen 4: She’s dangling off a building!

Citizen 3: Shocker there.

Citizen 4: Why are you like this?

Citizen 3: B*tch gets caught dangling 3 times a week off of something. This is a Tuesday for her. I’m busy tinder swiping.

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(COPS NOT GIVING AF)

Selina: *slowly puts jewelry in her coat pocket*

Citizen 4: *makes eye contact*

Selina:… Listen doll-

Citizen 4: Just go.

Selina: You saw nothing.

Citizen 4: Oh I saw. I just don’t get paid enough to care… also the diamonds fake-

Selina: EBay doesn’t know that.

Citizen 4: Fair enough.

#batfamily #batman #batfam #dc comics #dc universe #bruce wayne #dc robin #damian wayne #richard grayson #tim drake #jason todd #citizens of gotham #gotham #gothamite #the batman

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curiousaromantic · 2 months

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batfamily feels plus fluffy superbat fic rec

I have been reading fics so good in AO3 I decided to recommend them here, why not?

Loading and Aspect Ratio by JUBE514

So, it didn’t start out like this. Alfred would scoff at the statement, about how Bruce was trying to justify the whole situation to himself. It had started out as a simple design, black everything with black outlines and black hood. It got a little more intense as the world went on, got wind of his ghost on the streets, and became scared of The Bat . So Bruce got a little more creative with it, Alfred and him had a good laugh over the name, the scare, and Alfred had a vicious streak of humor that he had passed onto his ward- So now the suit had a visible bat-theme, an insignia to drape in the shadows and to paint across the streets of Gotham. It only took a year into the whole charade of heroism for Bruce to overhear a conversation between some goons- some low level thug hired by the Riddler this week- about nothing at all pertaining to what the hell the Riddler was doing in the sewers but instead: “ The Batman can fly, you know, I’ve seen his wings.” -- A world where nobody has wings, but people think they do, and that changes everything.

This one is a very interesting Batfamily AU Canon Divergence, in which somehow everyone thinks Batman and his children have wings, and it is just awesome because the mystical way they are portrayed??? It is exquisite.

The characterization is also fantastic, Bruce feels grounded the way the badass father Batman should feel. Lmao, and of course, his relationship with Clark does not disappoint.

I shamelessly enjoy reading gen works in which romance is not the principal focus yet it is there and is delightful. The fic revolves around Bruce and his children, Dick, Jason and Tim; it is lovely to read how in this type of alternate setting, they came to be part of Bruce's family.

Dear gods, Damian at the end making an appearance—

And Clark being a wonderful parental figure to everyone before even realizing it—

They are so precious and I love it honestly, I read this through full fucking midterms and I don't regret it even if I forgo studying to read this masterpiece instead.

#ao3 #fanfic #superbat #batman x superman #fanfiction #batfam #batfamily #fic rec #clark kent x bruce wayne #bruce wayne #clark kent #richard grayson #jason todd #tim drake #damian wayne #justice league #batman fanfiction #batman #dc

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like-rain-or-confetti · 2 months

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Hands off!

The children who wouldn't share their toys are now adults who won't share their henchmen. Specifically the favourite henchman.

Scarecrow: "Don't even think about it. Give them back." Jonathan said coldly, almost glaring at the Riddler. "You're not even using them!" The Riddler rebutted. "The last time I gave you one of mine, you threw a pipe at their head." Jonathan countered, and the Riddler suddenly loudly interrupted. "It was a crowbar, and I threw it at my idiot who just so happened to be next to your idiot and then I beat my idiot to death with said crowbar in front of your idiot! If you're going to act all high and mighty at least get the story right! Besides I won't do that to this one. They've only got their looks..." The Riddler looked you over. "...barely.Its all they can depend on in this world since they don't have a brain." Jonathan turned. "Did your father beat you so much because you couldn't take no for an answer?" He asked dryly. Eyebrows from all directions at this, everyone preparing to run from what could just be hell on earth. "I don't know, Jonathan, did your grandmother abuse you because you're a sociopath?" You held your breath, looking at the nearest exit.

Black Mask: "Pay me, and I'll think about it. Until then, hands off." Roman deadpanned. "As if we'll pay you to sit and consider shit!" Two-Face snapped. "You owe us after our men gave you the numbers for your last little job you did." Harv' added. "I'd hate to think you were being ungrateful." Roman sucked his teeth with a low chuckle, slowly moving towards Two-Face. "Have you forgotten who I am? I ain't gotta be grateful for shit. You're either with me or against me, Harvey. How about you be grateful that I pull the weight in this city and I give you extra wiggle room huh?" Two-Face took out his coin and flipped it before looking for where it landed. "Very well." Harvey replied. "Are they all priced?"It wasn't clear what he was referring to until Roman replied, pointing at you. "That one is. Those ones are not." He gestured to a group of lower ranks thugs. "They'll do." Harvey replied. "Then go right ahead. Consider us even." Roman replied.

Penguin: Roman Sionis came sauntering in, inspecting everyone before his eyes landed on you. He snapped his fingers at you. "You. You'll do." "Not that one." Oswald cut in and Roman slowly turned. "What?" "Pick another one, that one is needed here in the lounge." Oswald replied flatly. "And why is that exactly?" Roman said icily. "Because that one is very good at luring in men like yourself to the lounge. So...pick another." Oswald replied. Roman chuckled after a moment. "I'll give you that, Oswald. They'd be very good at that." Roman's eyes roamed up and down your body behind his black skull mask. When Oswald wasn't looking, Roman beckoned you to him. "Give 'em back, Sionis." "You're a pain in my ass!" Roman ground out in response.

Mad Hatter: "yes, yes, you can borrow one of my rabbits, dear Edward!" Jervis said cheerfully, inspecting one of his mind control hats. As he turned, he noticed the Riddler gesturing to you and Jervis dropped the hat on his seat as he screeched. "NOT THAT ONE!" There was a moment of silence. An uncomfortable stunned silence. Jervis broke it. "I like that one, pick another one." The Riddler couldn't even think of what to say. Jervis picked up his cup of tea, his throat feeling a little scratchy from the sudden scream.

The Riddler: Jonathan had taken you forty five minutes ago claiming the Riddler knew and Jonathan would give you extra money. Now, Jonathan's phone had begun to ring. "Hello?" "GIVE THEM BACK." The Riddler yelled so loud you could hear him on the other side of Jonathan's phone. Impressively or intimidatingly, Jonathan didn't so much as flinch nor did he reply. Edward didn't wait for a response either. "They're mine! Give them back! You didn't even ask!" Horror flooded you and Jonathan smirked. Of course he'd lie to you, even if you would get in the bad books with The Riddler. "My apologies, Edward. We're a little too far away and ... I don't care. I'm busy. Goodbye." "CRANE, I SWEAR-" The Riddler was cut off as Jonathan hung up the phone, looking incredibly smug.

#batman #batman villains #batman scenarios #the riddler #black mask #scarecrow #penguin #mad hatter #jonathan crane #edward nygma #jervis tetch #oswald cobblepot #roman sionis

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ghost-bxrd · 4 months

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Okay so I know this wasn’t the intention, but I read the most recent part of Owl Song and now I can’t stop thinking about Ivy, Jason, and Dick.

Like, in canon she fought both of them as Robin (I think??? I’m pretty sure she was around for Dick’s Robin) and she’s one of the better Rogues in terms of motive and morals. She probably cared for both of them somewhat, so how do you think she (and the other semi-decent rogues) took it when Jason died?

Ah I see how it is, we’re unpacking the good questions now!!!

So at first Ivy probably didn’t notice. Let’s be real, she’s got better things to do then play “keeping up with the batfamily”, and yeah, sure, some of her plants have been getting agitated the more days went by without sightings of either Robin or his loyal shadow (either Batman or Talon/Nightwing), but eh, maybe they’re on vacation or something.

But then Batman is back on the streets and it’s BadTM. Even simple thugs need to be hospitalized, more than one comes close to actually dying (one even flatlines for a moment) and Ivy gets suspicious. Not enough to raise any alarms just yet, still, odd. And still no sight of Robin anywhere.

And then the Joker keeps being found. All over Gotham. Her plants her agitated, they keep whispering about the child-from-the-clocktower and the-one-who-is-cold. And even Ivy can’t keep turning a blind eye.

At first she checks in with Harley, but her girlfriend she doesn’t have any insight either having just returned from a mission with the Birds of Prey (timeline? What timeline). So, dead end. And Crane is a no-go because the Bat hospitalized him with way too many broken bones just the other day.

Two-face it is, but Harvey (both sides of him) are equally as disturbed by the Bat’s sudden volatility as Ivy and he is now on board with trying to find out just what made the Bat snap.

(At this point she’s having a veeery bad feeling about this. Especially because even weeks later Robin is still suspiciously absent from the streets, and there are only whispers of Talon/Nightwing and even her plants can’t seem to pin down either of them.)

Next up is the Riddler, who is already neck-deep into investigation (because how dare Batman not appreciate all his carefully laid riddles and instead punch in faces of low time criminals! And also he may be a teeny-tiny bit worried about the sassy sidekick but SUE him, the kid grows on you like a particularly stubborn case of the pocks ok!?) and immediately agrees to a temporary ceasefire.

So now we have part of the rogue gallery joining forces to find out just wtf is going on, and their next bet is the elusive Catwoman.

And let’s say Selina doesn’t know who Batman is but she’s got soft spot for the big burry anyway so she’s CONCERNED ok? It doesn’t take much persuasion to join forces with the rest of the rag-tag group of high profile rogues to figure this out, and her next proposition is this: grill the Penguin for information.

Oswald Cobblepot is SO not prepared for the joint forces of Catwoman, Two-Face, Riddler, Harley, and Ivy and before long he’s telling them what little he knows about the Joker and his excursion to Ethiopia.

And they all just kinda— freeze. Because— what? No, Robin can’t be dead. Robin is magic. That spunky little kid who’d throw pebbles at Riddler, the one who’d always try to pick-pocket Catwoman, the one urging Harley to leave-the-Joker-he’s-an-ass, the one who always drives Harvey insane with his prime numbers, the one who’d stalked all the way into Robinson park just to ask Ivy how to save the little potted plant he’d been gifted—-

No, no he can’t be dead… right?

But he is. And the talon who’d always kept him safe? That one is gone, too. Nobody knows where he went, but Batman is unspooling, and unspooling fast. And the rogues… well, for once they keep quiet. they don’t give Batman any additional grief (god knows he’s got enough) and instead now make it a point to keep kids out of their business in silent solidarity.

From that day forward any and all people who try to associate themselves with the Joker get taken down by them with extreme prejudice. You think Batman is bad? Try spouting some Joker loving bullshit in front of Ivy. She doesn’t even have to ask her plants to gut you and hang you from the carousel at amusement mile like a Christmas ornament. And god forbid you say anything negative about Robin.

#listening to Batman audio adventures really made me appreciate Harvey #and also Catwoman #and also riddler he’s hilarious #but I have a SOFT SPOT for Ivy #always #the rogues loved Robin in their own way #at least some of them #they also hated his guts #but still #that was THEIR Robin #how dare joker take him away #and where is the talon?#owl song #ghost talks #jason todd #batfamily #dick grayson #bruce wayne #robin

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thealtoduck · 1 year

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Tim Drake x Riddler Sidekick!Male Reader

Warnings: Superhero violece and fluff…

Summary: Tim once again meets Y/n but under different circumstances…

Part 4 of Riddler Sidekick!Male Reader series: Masterlist

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Tim’s POV:

It was a dark night in Gotham as Tim was dragged in to an alley by the thugs, one of Bruce Wayne’s sons had been a bit too tempting not to kidnap. They were dragging him towards a black van as Tim struggled to free himself them. He was about to use his Robin skills and kick their asses but they were interrupted…

One of the thugs head was smashed in to the brick wall of the alley making him fall to the ground passed out, the next one got a kick in the stomach and a right swing knock out, the rest were then taken down one by one.

Tim sat on the ground looking at the shadowy figure fight the criminals. He couldn’t see who it was because his view of the figure was blocked by thugs, he assumed it was Bruce or Jason or maybe even Helena. But once the last thug was down Tim got a shock…

It was Y/n, he looked at looked at Tim with cold look and then turned around to leave. ”Wait” Tim said after him but Y/n ignored him and walked away. Just as he turned a corner out of the alley Tim said a loud ”Thank you!” behind him.

Tim then called Alfred to pick him up, telling him all of the events in that alley…

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Your POV:

You entered the coffee shop and wanted to sigh in annoyance at the sight that met you. It was the dude you had saved the day before, you prayed to god he wouldn’t come up to you…

…He came up to you. He had a big smile on his face as he approached you. ”Hi… i just wanted to thank you for yesterday” the dude said gratefully. ”Oh, don’t worry about it” You said awkwardly, just wanting to order your coffee and leave.

”No really, you saved my life, come on let me at least get you a coffee” he said sweetly. ”No, don’t worry it’s fine” you tried but the boy had already made up his mind as he asked ”Come on, my treat, what do you want?”.

You knew there was no getting out of this so you let him order a regular coffee for you and you stood waiting as the boy tried to make conversation. It was strange he was talking to you as if you already knew each other.

You weren’t the most talkative but that was fine because you worked with Eddie who pretty much never shuts up, so you were used to just smiling and nodding. Once you got your drinks the boy asked ”Wanna go sit down somewhere?”.

You wanted to leave but you’d feel guilty since he payed for your coffee so you agreed and the two of you sat down. After a while the black haired boy realised something ”Oh sorry, i never asked what your name is”.

As he asked you felt weird, you had gone by Clue for so long thanks to Riddler, but after your confrontation with Robin, you weren’t sure anymore. So you found yourself saying ”I’m Y/n”, the boy looked a bit taken aback for half a second and then said ”I’m Tim”.

The two of you then talked for a long time and soon enough Tim needed to leave to get home. Tim turned to you and said ”Look i need to go now and i don’t do this a lot but… Would you like to do this again sometime?”. You smiled and answered…

”Yeah sure”

#tim drake x male reader #tim drake x male!reader #dc comics x male reader #dc x male reader #batfam x male reader #batfam x male!reader #batfamily x male reader #x male reader #male reader #x male!reader #red robin x male reader #red robin x male!reader #robin x male reader #batboys x male reader

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katealpha · 2 months

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Art from LewiNog

Been replaying the Arkham Trilogy (I don’t own Origins), and when I got to City, an idea just popped into my head about during the parts when Selena is looking for help from Ivy. I fully wrote out the idea and even played it out with a character AI. Let’s see how you like this!

Just before Protocol 10 is activated, Catwoman is still in the thrall of Ivy. After they make that deal, Ivy does decide to let her live, but decides to leave Selena with a parting gift. Just before letting her go, she has one of her vines pump something into Selena’s mouth before dropping her, and refusing to elaborate what she just did. On the way to the vault, Catwoman complains about her stomach hurting, and she’s in the vault, she complains that she feels bloated. Like she ate way too much ham on Thanksgiving.

When she gets the loot from the vault, she drops the plant on the ground and this ends up triggering something inside. Her stomach groans audibly and she leans on the table, her belly growing out to full term size. She’s understandably in shock and vows to get Ivy back for this. She then, while in this condition, beats the TYGER guards and as she’s leaving with the cases, complains about the movement she feels. After that, she goes after Bruce who was buried under rubble.

Once she helps Bruce, he asks what happened and she bluntly tells him that Ivy did something to her, and that she thinks she’s pregnant, teasing that it could be his. Batman advices her to leave and go to a hospital.

After Protocol 10 ends, she goes back for her stuff, only to nearly die in the explosion, which sparks her maternal instincts kicking in, hoping the “thing” inside her is okay. She then goes after Two-Face, going through the museum in her condition, with Penguin and the thugs commenting on her new swollen appearance.

Two-Face threatens her “baby” after he’s subdued and she knocks him out before leaving. She meets with Bruce again, who then implores her to at least go to the Batcave or Freeze to figure out what’s happening. Selena declines, saying that maybe it’s Ivy’s pheromones getting to her, but she feels as light as a feather despite being extremely pregnant, and wants to at least get what’s left of her loot. So her default look from then on a full term pregnant Catwoman fight her way across Arkham City.

A riddler story for Knight would reveal that Catwoman went into labor very shortly afterwards and was able to get Batman’s help, brought to the Batcave. The birth nearly kills her, but she gives birth to a big, plant-based cat, which eventually grows to the size of a Tiger. In Knight, you encounter the beast and it leads you to the Orphanage that riddler is keeping Selena, who views the creature like her child.

#batman #arkhamverse #arkham city #catwoman #selena kyle #pregnant kink #rapid pregnancy #pregnant #pregnancy

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lonleydweller · 8 months

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Hi Dwell! Is it ok if I call you that? (Please let me know)

I'm the anon who requested brittle bones darling with scarecrow and riddler

(Which was amazing as I've mentioned before ♥️)

and I was wondering....

Could you write yandere platonic scarecrow and riddler (again..sorry 😅) with a teenager that they want to make their protégé / and or heir to their work/ villain persona?

Like maby they knew the teen in the past?

(PLEASE Take your time. Remember to stay hydrated and well fed and take breaks regularly your writing is improving so much! Your one of my favourite blogs ♥️♥️)

🥀Platonic Yandere Arkham Knight Riddler and Scarecrow with a teen protégé🥀

Of course!! Also don't be afraid to give yourself a proper anon name if you want! Assuming by your wording as well that this most likely a kid they snatched off the streets or someone else in this case! And don't worry, I'm probably overhydrated than anything else.

!Warnings!: this content contains, toxic family dynamic, platonic yandere trope, alluded kidnapping, controlling behavior, emotional manipulation, emotional abuse, gaslighting.

Yanderes are OK in fiction. They should stay fiction. They are not example of healthy relationships. These behaviors are NOT okay in real life. This is for entertainment purposes

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Riddler

●Welp hope you enjoy being trapped in a bunker full of strewn about scrap metal, machinery, robots, and random shit. An absolute mess. It's a surprise he can even meet your basic needs. Your room is most likely a small extra storage closet he emptied out. It's decent, probably the only clean part of the base, granted you're the only one who uses or maintains it. However you barely get privacy.

●He'll force you to be beside him for a good chunk of the day, berating you and lecturing you about topics you barely understand. Forcing you to help a bit with schemes. You'll need the experience after all if you are to take after him aren't you? Maybe if you do something right he'll give you some fatherly praise and encouragement. Otherwise don't expect much from him.

●Correction. You are going to take after him. There is no if. He fully expects you to do so and will drill it into your head. If you have any dreams, any aspirations, any careers you want, he'll shoot them down. Get that nonsense out of your head. No doubt you two get into shouting matches about this topic and the fact he's not your real dad.

●You're allowed very few personal items. A notebook, pencil, puzzles, rubix cubes, crosswords. Things that he believe will help challenge your brain. Maybe if you're lucky he'll gift you something you actually want. No electronics however. Under any circumstance. Nothing that allows you to communicate with the outside world. He isn't a fool.

●Oh, yeah, and he dosen't allow you outside. At all. He says it's for your own good. Which is debatable. All of this is. You should be grateful he didn't leave you on the streets where your brain would inevitably melt from the stupidity! Not to mention the various thugs, criminals, the bat, and other rouges that are just waiting to snacth you up. Really it's safer with him.

●He will absolutely look through your notebook, journal, or any personal belongings while you sleep. Looking around your room to make sure you aren't hiding anything.

●He has many precautions to make sure you can't go sneaking out and running away. Him keeping an extremely close eye on you isn't enough. His robots are stationed at almost every door, roaming around, camreas placed just outside the base, throughout the city, and more than likely a tracker on something you own. Say maybe a pair of shoes or a shirt.

●Overall you're stuck with a controlling, brash, overprotective, overbearing narcissist as a barely father figure.

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Scarecrow

●With Dr.Crane at least you get a proper decent room, and a home that's not full of tripping hazard. It's actually somewhat barren. Your needs are met all the same, but don't be mistaken, you're still surrounded by manipulation and villainy.

●He'll let you have more freetime compared to Edward. He'll show you bits of his work here and there. He wants to try and get you interested on your own accord, but he'll give you a nudge if need be. The more your young minds curiosity is peaked, the more he'll teach you about his toxins and work.

●It may seems nice, but of course it's only manipulation. After all if he forced you to do it, you'd resent him, resent his work. Once he was gone, you'd just move on as an adult. If he gets you interested at a young age, ignite the passion for fear in you and engrain it, you'd be more willing to carry on his legacy wouldn't you?

●You're mainly gifted books, art supplies, or other things if you request them and he's deemed you've earned them. However he's strict on electronics as well. Maybe if you prove you aren't going to run away or snicth on him anytime soon he'll give you a phone or laptop. It won't be able to connect to the internet and will be heavily monitored.

●He won't let you outside too much either. Unless you're monitored by him or his men. Even then you won't go far from his domain. He fears Batman or another member of the Rouges Gallery might snacth you up if they realize your association with him.

●He won't really root through your personal belongings unless he feels there a sudden shift in your behavior or some cause for concern. He trusts he's manipulated treated you fairly well enough to where you aren't scheming behind his back.

●He still has security in place. It's Gotham city, many things can go awry. Camreas here and there, thugs, maybe a tracking device if need be. If it really calls for it he'll get the help of the Arkham Knight and his army.

●He'll hides his manipulation under a calm, reasonable, and collected demeanor.

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riddle-me-ri · 1 year

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If you're taking requests is like to requests the riddlers with jealousy scenarios! Thank you

A/N: as much as I don’t like ACTUAL jealousy and try to refrain from jealous tendencies I find in myself…jealousy scenarios are kinda fun to write for rip…is that bad? I feel like that’s bad lmao. Sorry that if some if not most of these tend to repeat the same scenarios (co-worker, waiter, colleague, they’re just such good set-ups asdfgh)

Jealousy Scenarios with The Riddlers:

Arkhamverse Riddler:

Edward was absolutely furious. Why would you ever even begin to comprehend such a thing? Surely, you had to be smarter than this. You knew better than this? From all your time privileged in his presence…

“You would rather be a trembling brain-dead guinea pig than being a productive and useful assistant in a very intellectually stimulating environment mind you!”

“Ed. I just said Jonathan stopped by asking for you…”

“But you let him into my work space!”

“Upstairs is the living area, not your work space here in the basement or your tracks in the sewers. And his leg was giving him issues, so I let him rest.”

“Oh please! Our dear, ex-professor has many issues, but that leg isn’t one of them. He moves better with it than when he was in perfect health!”

“If you’re jealous of another man being alone with me can just say that you’re not comfortable.”

Edward groaned in frustration. “I’m not jealous of that walking tarp of burlap!”

You shrugged, but patted Ed’s shoulder and kissed his cheek. “Sure, sweetie.”

Reevesverse/Dano Riddler:

“Wow, he is something, isn’t he?” You remarked at the TV.

As much as he admired the vigilante another part of him couldn’t stand him.

Ed really should have seen this coming. How could you not be absolutely smitten? He was everything he wish he had an iota of.

Batman is intelligent, strong, fast, and assertive…

Meanwhile, Edward Nashton is just dull, awkward, quiet, and weird…what the hell did you see in him anyway?

“Eddie? Everything okay?”

Your sweet voice knocked him out of his reverie. He was back on the couch with you, watching the news of the Batman’s latest escapades.

“Oh…uh…y-yeah I’m fine..”

You quirked your eyebrow, not sure if you were going to accept that answer.

“He is incredible…” Ed commented as he turned his attention back to the screen of Batman narrowly escaping a gang of thugs in a high speed chase on the highway.

Oh, that’s what it was. For all the admiration one can have for another, there’s still that habit of comparison mentor to mentee.

“Yeah, he’s all right. But I bet he’s an absolute stick in the mud and not nearly as intelligent as a certain handsome fellow I know.” You scooted closer to Edward on the couch and even sold the comment with an actual nudge into his side.

Edward noticed you got closer and was confused when you nudged him. Then he took in what you said. He lifted his head up a little with a soft smile on his face.

“You…you prefer me to Batman?” “I prefer you over everyone and anyone else, Eddie. If I had a choice, it will always be you.”

Gotham Riddler:

The GCPD was full of eligible bachelors. Mostly guys just looking for a good time or friends with benefits.

You were too good for them, all of them really. Even too good for Edward. Yet he was able to woo you somehow. Despite the two of you being in a very obvious relationship, with approval from Gordon, Lee, even Bullock…it didn’t stop some officers from trying to disrupt what you two had.

Edward was coming up to your office to take you out to lunch. However, he was surprised to see an overwhelming sight.

Flowers, cards, letters were strewn all over your desk and overflowing to your floor.

You looked up at him. Your eyes wide and your skin pale, like you had seen a ghost.

“E-Eddie…I…I wish I could explain but...I have no idea…w-who these are from? Or w-w-what’s going on?” You looked around looking for any sort of indicator of who sent the gifts.

Edward’s fists clenched, a snarl growing on his face. He stood there still as a rock, trying to keep his innate reaction to just run amok in the GCPD to find the culprit in tact.

You noticed Ed was quiet for a long time. You noticed his tense expression and his thousand yard stare into the floor.

“Y-You…you don’t…like them..do you?” Ed regretted asking it as soon as he grumbled it out through barred teeth.

You sighed, sympathetically. Walking around the baskets and bouquets and made your way to him.

“I would have adored them if they were from you, but they’re not. So as far as I’m concerned, these flowers can be re-sent to someone else or tossed. And the cards can go straight into the disposal…you don’t need to be jealous, sweetheart.” You gave him a reassuring kiss on the cheek.

You smiled as you saw the tension all throughout his body slowly melt away from the kiss.

Then, as if a lightbulb went off, Edward’s eyes widened in revelation.

“W-Wait, before you throw anything away!” Edward went to your desk and gathered some of the cards and the bouquet. “While I still have my gloves on anyway…”

“What’re you doing?”

“...gonna search for prints…” he mumbled quickly, so when you made out what he said he was already too far gone to catch back up with him.

BTAS Riddler:

Something was off with Eddie tonight. However, you couldn’t quite put your finger on it.

“Eddie…you’ve been awfully quiet tonight…you know how much I love hearing your voice.” Which wasn’t an exaggeration either, and you did miss speaking to him.

You saw him slightly shuffle his weight on the opposite end of the couch.

“I’m fine…”

“Eddie…I know when you’re not fine, sweetie. Please talk to me…” You fluttered your eyelashes at him, and poked out your bottom lip for good measure.

Edward groaned in defeat. “I hate it when you do that…it’s too effective.”

“That’s why I do it.” You grinned.

“I just can’t understand how oblivious you are, darling…you clearly couldn’t tell he was…was…”

“He who? Jervis?”

Edward growled. “Yes…Jervis…”

“Eddie, he was just being polite!”

“He didn’t have to kiss your hand.” He grumbled, crossing his arms defensively.

“Aww, Eddie,” you scooted closer to his side of the couch. You wrapped your arms around him and snuggled into his side.

“You don’t ever had to be jealous, darling. I will always love and adore you, no matter what…you know that.” You looked up at him, smiling reassuringly at him.

He stole a glance into your eyes, and sighed. Edward knew it was ridiculous, but he couldn’t help it. He wrapped an arm around you and began rubbing your back.

“I-I know…still doesn’t mean I have to like it though…”

You snickered into his side as he chuckled along with you.

Zero Year/Capullo Riddler:

“You don’t need to be jealous, Eddie…”

Edward scoffed. “Jealous? Please, I’m not jealous of anyone.”

“So you just threatened my date with a bomb sent to his work place…for funsies?”

Ed shrugged. “It’s been dull here, lately…and I haven’t been a public menace in a minute.”

You rolled your eyes. “Well, I’m not stopping you, so stop keeping me from having a dating life!”

“You don’t need to date anybody…” He grumbled under his breath.

“Ed, you’re the one that said we weren’t-”

“I’m not going back on my word…I just…” He shrugged.

“You just want me to focus on you, you needy bastard…”

He put his hand up with his index finger pointed out. “Ah, ah, that’s Mr. Needy Bastard to you…”

“Uh huh, sure…needy jealous bastard…” You smirked as you walked off.

“I. Am. Not. Jealous! I’m the Riddler! I’m not jealous of anyone! If anything they’re all envious of me.”

“Did you choose to wear green cause you’re just knee deep in envy?”

“I’m redirecting the bomb. It’s now going to your workplace.”

Twojar Riddler:

“Edward! Ed! Slow down!” You were running to catch up with him as he dragged you by the wrist back to the car parked along the sidewalk.

He let out a frustrated sigh and let go of your wrist. Edward continued his steady pace as he rounded the car to go to the driver’s seat. You still stood there; confused and somewhat shaken from the sudden action.

“Can you please get in the car?”

You walked up to the open window and leaned your head in. “Not until you explain what the hell is going on?”

Ed grumbled. “I just want to go back home–”

“Was it that waiter?” Earlier in the evening a waiter made a couple passes at you while Edward was in the restroom and he walked in on the waiter trying to get your number.

Silence. Edward crossed his arms and sunk in the driver’s seat.

“Oh my God, Ed…”

Edward rolled his eyes. “Will you, please just get in the car?”

Gotham City Sirens Riddler:

“Oh, hey there, Mr. Nygma. This is Mr. Sale, he called earlier about–”

Edward barely heard what you said, his brain was too busy taking in the sights of the scene before him. You were sitting, slightly propped up on the edge of your desk. While the presumed, “Mr. Sale” was standing before you mere inches away. Your cheeks were flushed red possibly from laughing and whatever words were just transpired.

Mr. Sale backed away and walked over to end, holding out his hand for a handshake. “Mr. Nygma! Such a pleasure to meet you!”

It took everything in Edward not to grimace outwardly. He could read this man like an open book. Rental three piece suit. Over-priced cologne. A faint oval outline where the skin was paler around his left ring finger.

Armed with this, Edward knew his next plan of action. “Ah, well…I wish I could say the same for you, Mr. Sale. But I’m afraid I’m far too busy for your case.”

Flabbergasted, Sale was gaping his mouth like a fish out of water. “B-B-But, you, you haven’t even heard my case! You can’t just–”

“Oh, but I can…privileges of owning a private firm. And I’m not about to waste my or my assistant’s time…running in circles…because you want to frame your wife of cheating to cover up your own infidelity.”

“Oh, I can assure you, I’m not wasting your assistant’s time.” Sale stole a glance at you and winked.

“I’m going to have to ask you to leave, Mr. Sale. Have a good day or not, I don’t care.”

Sale was about to say something in defense, but growled in frustration instead and took off. He left the office with the slam of the door.

You came up behind Ed and embraced him from behind. “You’re sexy when you’re jealous.”

“Oh, please…I wasn’t jealous.”

You squeezed him a little tighter, giggling softly. “Whatever helps you sleep at night.”

Telltale Riddler:

“What are you staring at?” Ed asked.

“Huh?” You were knocked out of your reverie with his question. You were looking out the window of your shared apartment.

“You’ve been daydreaming out of that window for almost half an hour.”

“Oh, uh, just people watching.”

Edward looked up from his desk to you. He let out a frustrated sigh when he said, “hm, you could be more productive by assisting me…”

You turned to look at the man; annoyed and confused. “You just told me not to bother you, Ed.”

“Annoying me and assisting me are two different things. Or you can go and people watch outside…and see what all the troubled idiotic youth is up to.”

Oh…poor Edward. No matter how many times he tried to shield it or ignore it. His age…the age gap between you two was something he was always weary of.

You shook your head, scoffing in disappointment. You got up from your seat and walked over to his desk.

“Nah, I’d rather not lose the brain cells, so whatcha working on Eddie?”

Edward was surprised to see you come to his desk. He was almost certain you were going to walk out the door.

“Well…for starters…ugh…could you please not sit on the desk! There’s a spare chair over in the corner!”

You chuckled softly. “Yes sir, on it!”

Young Justice Riddler:

Who was he kidding, he didn’t stand a chance with you to begin with…

No matter how many times you genuinely checked in on him, kept him company, and included him where you could. All those open opportunities that were the building blocks to Eddie’s confidence in a relationship with you was completely knocked down before the foundation could even settle in. Thanks to this new Light recruit you were training.

“Hey, Eddie!” You called out to him. You ran down the corridor to catch up to him.

“Why such a long face? I’m sorry I haven’t talked to you lately, things have been crazy!” You chuckled nervously.

“Oh, uh…no worries. I-I get it..”

“Hey, let me make it up to you! There’s this new place downtown that just opened. Wanna hang out and grab a bite there?” You offered.

You did feel bad about leaving Eddie in the dark. Despite the increase in the Light’s numbers, training the newbies was taking up a lot of whatever free time you had. You missed talking to Edward, you could actually be yourself around him and not have a care in the world. Plus he was too damn cute for words.

“Uuhh…umm but what about that newbie? D-Don’t you have plans with them?” Edward asked before he really had a chance to stop himself.

You grabbed his shoulder to stop him from walking as you turned him around to face you. “Eddie...what’re you talking about?”

“I-I-I didn’t mean to assume something…I-I-I just noticed that you-you were spe-spending a l-lot of time with th-them and the-they seem to like you..a lot..”

You put your fingertips up to his lips to seize his nervous panicked rambling.

“Eddie…” You sighed. “I’m just training them. Yeah, they flirt, but I rebuke them. There’s nothing going on outside of training.”

“Really?” He mumbled behind your fingers.

You chuckled. “Yes, really. Besides, I’m interested in someone else. I have been for awhile actually.” You slowly removed your fingers from his lips.

“W-Wait, really? Uh...who?”

Your eyes widened when you realized he really didn’t get it. Bless him, this absolute dork.

“It’s you, Eddie.” You stated, figuring bluntness was the way to go as you sealed the confession by taking your hand in his.

You felt his hand slightly tighten around yours. “Wa-really?” He almost squealed.

You did everything you could to not bust out laughing. You shook you head, trying to shake the giggles. “Yes, you. Now, about our first date…”

Hush (DCAU) Riddler:

Needless to say, Edward was jealous of everyone. He would never admit it, but he was. Secretly, seething, he despised most everyone. Especially those that had things he didn’t. Strength, power, influence, perfect health. Perfect health…

“Hey, Eddie!” You came through the door, dropping your belongings and stepping out of your work shoes.

He didn’t deserve you he really didn’t. He wouldn’t blame you if you dropped him and left him for your co-worker at work that obviously has the hots for you. Of course you were too kind and rather oblivious to see that, but he adored you for that all the same.

“Hey sweetie,” he greeted back half-heartedly. “How was your day?”

“Oh, same old same old. Although, something weird happened, you know that co-worker I told you about? Scott? The one that’s been super friendly?”

Through gritted teeth, Edward nodded. “Y-Yeah, I do…what about him?”

“He asked me out to dinner tonight, it was so random…I thought he was just being friendly…to be friends.” You shrugged as you plopped beside Edward on the couch.

Edward could feel his fist slightly clench in frustration.

“Y-You said no…though right?”

“Edward!” You practically squealed in disbelief. “Of course I told him no! I have you! I’d never do such a thing.”

“I-I know…I’m sorry, I’m really sorry, that wasn’t right of me to ask…” He sighed in defeat. “I…I haven’t been in the best mindset as of late.”

You nodded. “It’s okay, when you’re ready we can talk about it. But for all the questions and riddles in this world, don’t you dare question my feelings for you…okay?”

You leaned your head on his shoulder and wrapped your arm around his waist and embraced him in a side hug.

“Okay, sweetie. I won’t, I promise.”

#ri writes #the riddler x reader #edward nygma x reader #arkhamverse riddler x reader #reevesverse riddler x reader #dano riddler x reader #btas riddler x reader #zero year riddler x reader #capullo riddler x reader #the war of jokes and riddles riddler x reader #twojar riddler x reader #telltale riddler x reader #young justice riddler x reader #yj riddler x reader #hush (dcau) riddler x reader #jealousy headcanons #jealousy scenarios

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hypnojon71hunks2heroesaiart · 1 month

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The Riddler slid the VR glasses over their eyes and put headphones over their ears. The headphones played pointless diner musack and the VR glasses showed the diner but what they didn't see was the subliminal holographic spiral and the words and messages flashing by so fast they didn't perceive them. But they were seeing them.

They didn't hear the heavy, controlling binaural beats and whispered subliminal instructions but the headphones played them anyway.

The thugs only had to hold them for thirty seconds or so before they felt the heroes start to relax in their arms. They loosened their holds experimentally and then smirked and put them back in their booth where GL and Steve would just think they were still on their date.

The Riddler ordered them back to HQ and then sat back at a table a ways away from his new boys. He opened a laptop and put on some headphones of his own and monitored what he was piping in to the former heroes.

GL and Steve conversed a bit slower, sat slumped together in their booth but otherwise thought they were still on their date But what they really heard and saw was:

Might is Right. Wrong is Right. Right is Wrong. Riches are beautiful Power is Everything. Obedience is Pleasure. Pleasure is Obedience Riddler is Your Master. Riddler deserves your Riches. Riddler Deserves your Power. Your Power and Strength Belong to Master Riddler. You Will Use your Strength to Obey Master Riddler. You Work out for Master Riddler. Power is Everything........

And many more messages as the Riddler thought them up at his table, piping them in, repeating over... and over.... and over..... all night.

By the end of the night, GL and Steve were at least docile and hypnotized enough to follow Riddler back to his van where he drove them back to his lair.

There, he had two bondage chairs waiting. By this time GL and Steve were starting to snap out of it but it was too little... too late. They were easily overcome and forced into the chairs where they were mercilessly and more deeply hypnotized and brainwashed for several weeks. When they were not being brainwashed they were working out and sucking and fucking the Riddler and his henchmen and getting stuffed, both one on one and in massive and ragingly raunchy orgies.

At last, the former heroes were ready and began their true service as henchmen and Supervillains, all for the service of Master Riddler.

Occasionally, they'd need a refresher session in The Chair but otherwise, they spent the rest of their days as Super Villains... all in the service of Master Riddler!

THE END

#ai art #ai generated #muscles #superhero #gay #hypnosis #mind control #mind corruption #brainwashing

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desecrated-host666 · 4 months

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I feel like Ive heard this said before but I wanna say it again- I really love the Robert Pattinson Batman film for a number of reasons, but the big one is that they let batman be BATMAN. We know how batman got created- we know how Bruce Wayne ended up as Batman. And to be honest, its already been done in movies really well (Batman Begins, as much as I dislike its depiction of Scarecrow, is a brilliant movie). They dont bother showing us what we already know, they show us what we dont- that The Riddler is the villain, and that he's SCARY (another reason I love this film is how they handled Edward Nigma, a goofy villain, and made him someone to genuinly fear) When we first see The Batman, its doing what he does best; beating on thugs. He talks about a simple concept, establishing quickly that yes, the Batman is operational, and YES, people are afraid of him. But this isnt about common people, its about a new killer, who wants someone as smart as Batman to hunt him. And that is essentially the most basic version of Nigma, I guess... a pyscho, obsessed with beating 'the worlds greatest detective'. All this to say Im very excited to see their version of the Joker, and honestly, I really hope I get to see their version of The Scarecrow. Cannot wait for the next Batman. "I am the night"

#Batman #The Batman #Joker #Scarecrow #DC #DCEU #robert pattinson #DC comics #The Riddler #Riddler #The Joker #The Scarecrow

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normal-is-a-raging-psychopath · 11 months

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hands down one of my favorite tim headcanon that i've seen in fics lately is him not moving like a normal person. It's always from outsiders pov as they note how tim jerks from one movement to another. Literally the opposite of your movements flowing into another. and one of them had this one line which went kinda like - it's like he learned how to be a person through books/tv - or something along those lines, which kinda hints into tim's neglectful childhood.

Okay I found the fics and I should have guessed this, but they're by the same author so consistency ig. anyways here they are + summery. please go read them, you will not regret it.

Three’s a Crowd (But I’m Here if You Are):

Bernard pops the top off his water bottle, a roll of his wrist at the perfect angle and it comes right off, and pops the faucet in Tim’s very nice kitchen to cold. Tim presses a kiss to the back of Bernard’s neck before Tim moves to the fridge to get his own water.

Bernard used to not drink as much water, but Tim drinks enough water for three people a day so Bernard naturally has followed- and now Bernard has no acne so he’s sort of mad about it actually. “The main character has two hands.” Bernard chimes easy and teasing. “Polygamy is the awnser here babe.”

Tim peaks over the door of the fridge. “Oh? Is this you telling me something?”

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Tim Drake, Bernard Dowd, and Kon-El have two hands each. They use them to hold onto each other.

Quote referred to-

He moves like he always does, like he learned how to be a human by looking at pictures and copying the single moments in time, jerking from position to position with no fluidity or pauses. A stuttering, buffering, beautiful image in full-time high definition.

Loading and Aspect Ratio:

So, it didn’t start out like this.

Alfred would scoff at the statement, about how Bruce was trying to justify the whole situation to himself. It had started out as a simple design, black everything with black outlines and black hood. It got a little more intense as the world went on, got wind of his ghost on the streets, and became scared of The Bat . So Bruce got a little more creative with it, Alfred and him had a good laugh over the name, the scare, and Alfred had a vicious streak of humor that he had passed onto his ward-

So now the suit had a visible bat-theme, an insignia to drape in the shadows and to paint across the streets of Gotham.

It only took a year into the whole charade of heroism for Bruce to overhear a conversation between some goons- some low level thug hired by the Riddler this week- about nothing at all pertaining to what the hell the Riddler was doing in the sewers but instead:

“ The Batman can fly, you know, I’ve seen his wings.”

A world where nobody has wings, but people think they do, and that changes everything.

Quotes referred to-

Robin’s all quick movements, his bo-staff lending itself well to his naturally jerky motions and whip quick twitches.

Tim jerks his head up, staring at Kent with big, unblinking, pale eyes. There’s no fluidity in Tim’s movements, just a sudden pop from one to the next with no in between, it makes him a rather unsettling person to talk to if you’re not used to it, the fact that he’s so young only makes the uncanny factor that much more.

They're both by JUBE514. Please go read their works, they're amazing and definitely one of my favorite batman authors.

#batman #dc robin #tim drake #tim drake wayne #batman fanfiction #batfamily #tim drake headcanon #batfamily shenanigans

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allfandomstan · 6 months

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After Dark~(Batman x Vigilante Reader), Chapter 4.

Genre: Action, Mystery, Suspense, Noir, Crime.

Setting: Gotham City Hall from ‘The Batman’ 2022..

Warnings: Mentions of Violence, Swearing, Dark themes, descriptions of blood, Cynicism, Psychopathic themes.

Word Count: 1.9K

Hey its me back with another chapter to the series! Finally after an 8 months hiatus or so, I conjured up the will to publish this chapter I’ve been working on. It’s not much but just something to smoothly carry the series forward🫣..

And my apologies if I screw up the movie timeline in upcoming chapters!😫 it’s been a while since I revisited the movie as a whole so you might see some errors here and there🙃.

Hope you enjoy!

***

Here you were, back at in your apartment.. again. Millions of thoughts ran through your mind like a flowing river that won’t stop at any point unless an intentional obstruction to the constant flow of water was put in place. Like a dam of sorts. All you could think of was about the event that unfurled earlier. From your argument with Sam to meeting Bruce Wayne, for the first in your life. Although you weren’t much sure about it..

The way his gaze met yours resembled some kind of shocking recognition and truth. Those deep ocean eyes looked familiar as ever, but you couldn’t quite pin point where you saw them. Yet..

His expression changed from monotone to slightly ‘intrigued’ when he laid his eyes on you. You noticed him scanning your face for something, like trying to read you like an open book. But why?

‘Had he seen you somewhere before?’

It sure looked like he did.

‘But where?’

****

The final touch you needed was your dark crimson coloured lipstick and then you were ready to go. To the Mayor’s funeral to be exact..

Today was the day Mayor Don Mitchell Jr. would be laid to rest six feet under, and you won’t say he will be resting in peace. You don’t think he’ll be resting at all because of the way he was taken from this world.. Brutally hammered to the head by a madman.

In a way you felt bad for the deceased Mayor even though you knew he was a corrupt-to-the-core asshole, but at least he should’ve been given a not-so fucked up death.

He died absolutely humiliated. With the words ‘No more Lies’ written on his taped up head with his very own blood. Not only did the Riddler kill him in the most devastatingly gut-wrenching way, but also tried to expose his deep seated secrets… The ones he feared would soon come to get him. And get him it did..

Bats hadn’t contacted you at all for two days straight. Not that you minded, really. You figured he was just busy getting his knuckles bloody from beating up the average Gotham thug he crosses more than once in the night. The city was crawling with them, especially during the late hour. But not just that, He’s most probably working on the case involving riddler, of course. The average Gotham thug was nothing compared to the chaos Riddler would bring if he’s not taken care of.

You wondered if The Bat had a life beyond crime fighting. Well of course he did. He’s human too, after all..

‘Why the fuck do I even care?’

You snapped out of your daze and tried to focus on the task at hand.. The Mayor’s funeral. Sure enough, you had to be there. Incase something happens.. And you had a tad bit of a gut feeling, that it would. You supposed he might be there too. Watching in the shadows, hidden from view. Of course he wouldn’t miss such a vital event if it means catching Riddler. This could be his right time to strike and evoke chaos among citizens in that town hall. You’d just had to wait and see if you were right. But you hoped the fuck not.

You finally put your trench coat over your self and grabbed your bag which contained your keys, burner phone and of course, your blade. You just had with you whenever you went out. Just in case..

****

The streets surrounding the Gotham Town Hall were packed with eager citizens who wanted to catch a glimpse of their coffin-ridden Mayor one last time. The Press and media were there too, to report and keep updated the curious minds of people who couldn’t make it to the funeral. The crowd was large pushy and suffocating.

You tried to get to the front, pushing past the crowd of people. When you finally got to the front you let out a deep breath. You had to say you were surprised as to why you you weren't smothered to death but you were grateful to make it out of the restless crowd alive.

At your current position you had a clear view of the road and the front of the Town Hall. There you saw police officers, prestigious politicians and a bunch of celebrities standing around, waiting for the venue to open. But your eyes landed on one particular person..

Carmine Falcone.

At the sight of that man, your fists subconsciously clenched inside of your coat pockets.

'What was he doing here?'

Then it made sense. Since the late Mayor himself wasn't the sinless of people, of course it was expected of him to have ties with someone as notorious as Falcone.

As you were focusing in on the Mob Boss, you became distracted by the sudden yelling of the people around you.

"Oh my Lord! It's Bruce Wayne!!"

Your gaze immediately took itself off Falcone and focused on the new subject at hand.

And there he was, The Gotham Prince.

Clad in a dapper black, wool coat and sporting the typical rich-guy look, appeared Wayne from his black Corvette.

Hmm, expensive you had to say. But of course.

You refrained from subconsciously rolling your eyes at the display. Bastard, making poor people eat shit.

You watched as he gave his car keys to an officer so he could park it elsewhere, and then walking off to climb the steps leading to the entrance of the Town Hall. You noticed his slight heaviness in step and the light hunch of his shoulders. And shit the guy looked like he hasn't slept in ages..

He involuntarily talked to the people around him which included Cops, celebrities and the Mayor candidate herself, Bella Real.

You watched as his head slowly turned to acknowledge the ungodly Man standing behind him with a crooked smile etched onto his face. Bruce then too, reluctantly met his gaze and engaged in a not so jolly conversation. Falcone placed a hand on Wayne's shoulder and patted it a few times before returning to talk to his henchman, Penguin.

'The guest list is just fucking incredible', you thought.

First you had the displeasure of finding Carmine Falcone and now, Penguin.

You watched as Penguin laughed, flashing his crooked brown stained teeth at Falcone. You bet whatever the asshole said must have been very funny indeed.

You looked away, disgusted. Men like Penguin had no right to laugh when so many lives had been ruined because of their deeds. Men like Penguin had no right to even breathe.

You would take care of that, soon enough..

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About 45 minutes had passed and you found yourself pushing past crowds again trying to get into the Town Hall. You somehow managed to get in, all in one piece and stood by the side of the Hall along with the many citizens who already got in before you. After a while, the officers cut off any more citizens trying to come in as it was getting suffocating with the amount of people already inside the buliding. After entrance doors were closed, a metal barrier was put in place to separate second citizens, standing at both sides of the building from the first class. And among the second class citizens were you, of course. And among the first class were Falcone, Penguin, Bella Real and Bruce Wayne.

You sighed at the unlawful segregation, but you came to accept it eventually.

After about fifteen minutes the loud chatter quite down as the speech began. Several people, mainly Mitchell's Family and some politicians came up to deliver their honary speeches to commemorate the life and apreciate the accomplishments and 'good work' of the late Mayor. You scoffed at this. ‘How naïve where these people?’ Believing blindly to whatever Mitchell did was correct and truely for the betterment of Gotham. You doubted the man gave a single shit about this City or it’s citizens. The continuous speeches went on and on and you found yourself zoning out, voices becoming muddled and vision unfocused. Your mind started racing with thoughts consisting of ‘other things’. You couldn’t help but reimagine your first interaction with Vengeance. The way he pushed you against the wall, your chest flush to his abdomen. The way he held his intense gaze on you for longer than you’d wanted.. The way the rough fabric of his glove came to rest on the tender flesh of your neck, bruising it lightly..

All of this reminiscing totally had you off guard. You noticed that things were different now. In that very moment, it felt different.. You suddenly noticed that everything was abruptly called to a halt. Time had entirely stopped for a moment or so. Silence.. Chaos hidden in the element, waiting to strike like a serpent. There was complete silence until..

“Everyone, get the fuck out!”

You heard a man shout, possibly an officer on patrol. Then it all began. You heard multiple screams from behind you and then it all turned to chaos. People started running one by one trying to get away from something coming through the front. You wondered what it was and pushed towards the frantic crowd and towards where you supposed the danger was coming from. And then you saw it. Suddenly a GCPD SUV crashed through the glass doors of the building and skidded towards the Mayor’s casket. It all happened so quick you thought it was all in your head. Only that it wasn’t, unfortunately. You took a quick look around and there you saw Bruce on the floor with the Mayor’s Son in his arms. The boy must’ve been in the car’s way, you thought. And Bruce must’ve ran to get him out of the way before he got hit. Your focus was glued on Bruce and the way he gently helped the boy get back on his feet and tenderly guided him back to his Mother, horror etched onto her worn out features. Before you knew it a hand wrapped around your forearm rather harshly. You whipped your head around to stare at your intruder in the eyes but was met with the ones of a worried-sick to the bone Cop’s. “Mam’ you need to get out of here”, he calmly said trying to keep his cool in spite of all the chaos. You just stared at the officer for a moment or so without emitting any words in his direction. You found your eyes wandering back to Bruce once more. He was also being held by the forearm and being escorted out by some officers trying to get him to leave before the situation gets worse. You noticed his frantic eyes searching the place for something, or more like someone.. And then those Ocean blue eyes you found so mesmerising just a day ago found your own. You almost wanted to look away out of embarrassment because he caught you staring. But you didn’t. You kept your eyes glued onto his and his to yours. You two held a moment of eye-contact before your attention snapped towards the cop shaking your forearm. “Mam’ we don’t have much time. You have to evacuate.. Now!”

You nodded your head hastily and followed him to the evacuation exit. You looked back one last time, trying to catch a glimpse of Bruce, but he was long gone..

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