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acapelladitty · 3 days

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Harvey Dent/Female Reader: Bootblacking

Summary: Harvey's boots are looking a little lackluster and he decides that it's your job to fix them up for him.

Kneeling at his feet, Harvey remains seated and the sheer aura of control which rolls from his dual-toned frame makes your mouth dry out as you gaze up at him, awaiting his next instruction.

“Start.”

The small tin gives a metallic creak as you open it, exposing the limited collection within. Two tins of polish sit atop the other beside a plastic tub of saddle soap and their position is held by a pair of horsehair brushes which fill out the remainder of the space. Small but well-loved, you pull free the various items you need with trembling fingers as arousal makes your hands shake.

Before you, Harvey’s feet are still against the floor as he sits on the edge of the bed. His grey boxers clung to his hips, the thin fabric incapable of hiding the thick bulge of interest which tented free below it. The only other piece of clothing which he wears are the black leather boots which are the focus of your attention, dragging your eyes away from his concealed cock.

The scent of fresh leather is strong, the boots brand new and purchased with this little job in mind. As it invades your senses, your cunt clenches around nothing, a growing dampness on your thighs pairing with the needy ache in your cunt as you ignore the temptation to touch it.

You twist open the tub of polish, quickly gathering some on the fresh microfibre cloth which it sits on. Your breath coming in short pants, you wrap your fingers around the heel of Harvey’s boot with reverence – feeling the thick tread pressing against your palm.

Flexing your hand, sharp teeth bite at your lower lip as you rub the polish along the upper; taking great care not to let any collect in the vamp as you gently begin to rub the leather with the cloth.

So focused on your task, you exhale as your fingers roll across the textured leather. Every seam and divot feels amplified beneath the thin cloth and you breathe the smell of the polish with a slackened mouth – arousal making it impossible to concentrate on anything else.

Working diligently, you glance up to see Harvey’s eyes on you. His head is tilted, scarred side facing you more directly, and his expression is intense; mouth twisted into a scheming smirk as his pitted skin shone in the meagre light.

Drawing the cloth across the side of the boot, the yellow fabric now stained black, you ghost your fingers across the leather, satisfied with the job you’ve managed. Rocking back on your ass, you release the boot and await his inspection.

Submissive pride blossoms in your chest as you clench the cloth between trembling fingers. Your gaze flicks between the boots and Harvey’s thick frame, his tented cock and bulging thighs giving way to his wide chest – the dark hair there only marred by the scarring which cuts through the hair in messy patterns.

He shifts his finished foot, placing it flat on the floor and moving it enough to allow him to lean forward and examine the shine. The movement has the delicious effect of grazing your aching clit and your hips move of their own accord as they hump into the slight stimulation, your lips tight as they fight to hide a groan.

Exhaling a thick plume of smoke from his cigar, Harvey chuckles at the earnest reaction.

“Not a bad job.” He chides playfully. “Here, test it out for me.”

Pushing his boot forward with purpose, the thick tread of the sole slides along the carpet as the smooth top of the boot rubs roughly against your cunt and the cool sensation of it, as hard and unyielding as the man himself, draws a keening whine from your lips as your cunt clenches against it – lips spreading to gain as much purchase as possible.

“Harvey!” You groan out, hand wrapping around his exposed lower leg as you hold him in place against your grinding cunt.

“Come.” Harvey demands, his voice low and gravelled. “I know you can, you little brat.” As he speaks, he ups the rocking motion in his foot – the movement allowing the smooth top of the boot to massage your cunt in a deliciously brutal way as he assaults your clit.

Already almost there, it doesn’t take much and, with a keening whimper, you hump your cunt against him pathetically as your walls clench and tighten. Your release is just as pathetic, your juices quickly coating the top of his boot, and Harvey tilts his foot enough to rub the very tip of his boot in the mess; spreading it across the freshly polished leather with an observant hum as it visibly glistens.

Panting as you come down from your release, your fingers move of their own accord as they once again clean the mess from his boots. Brushing through your arousal, you bring it to your lips and taste yourself – the act earning you a rumble of approval from Harvey as his hand drops to his covered cock.

“Let’s take a break before you do the other one.” Harvey says, his voice almost a purr as his free hand cards through your hair with clear affection. “Your hands have been busy so let’s put that mouth to work for a change.”

Pulling his cock free, it stands to attention immediately and the sheer girth of him never fails to make your mouth water. Shuffling forward on your knees until your body was caged between his thick thighs, you wrap your hand around his cock and guide it towards your mouth with enthusiasm – a submissive determination to please settling deep in your chest.

“Yes, Sir.” You mutter, glancing up at him as you quick take his cock within your lips and set out to give him everything that he’s needing as you own cunt twitches with satisfaction between your thighs.

#harvey dent #two face #harvey dent x reader #harvey dent x you #two face x reader #two face x you #dc comics #two-face

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devilishcupid · 11 months

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hot evil characters who i want to fix but will make me cry if i actually meet them in real life>>>>>>

#lalo salamanca x reader #gus fring x reader #lloyd hansen x reader #ransom drysdale x reader #august walker x reader #aemond targaryen x reader #otto hightower x reader #aegon ii targaryen x reader #daemon targaryen x reader #darkling x reader #bane x reader #jonathan crane x reader #deathstroke x reader #harvey dent x reader #corinthian x reader #hannibal lecter x reader #james moriarty x reader #sebastian moran x reader

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bionaxe · 3 months

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yandere two face switching between personalities as he kidnaps you. i imagine the more stressful a situation is for him, the more often he switches.

harvey securing your arms behind your back while whispering apologies in your ear, promising that he'll treat you well.

two face fastening the ropes tighter, threatening to break your legs if you ever try to escape.

harvey pressing soft kisses to your temple, wiping away tears as they fall down your cheek.

two face roughly grabbing your face and forcing you to look at him, keeping you transfixed on his scars as you sob and shake.

unfortunately for you, most of the time two face is the one in control. he's so handsy, always keeping an arm wrapped firmly around your waist, hands traveling up and down your body. you've learned to accept it, knowing that even the slightest hint of resistance will send him flying into a rage.

harvey seems almost afraid of letting you go, holding your body tight against his or holding onto your hand with a bruising grip.

"please don't let go," harvey whimpers, arms wrapping around your figure in a vice-like embrace. "it's okay if you don't love me. just don't let go."

#i might delete this when i wake up #this was just a shitload of thoughts i had after playing arkham city #yandere #yandere batman #writing #harvey dent x reader #two face x reader #yandere two face #yandere harvey dent #arkhamverse x reader #yandere arkhamverse #tw yandere #thoughts #mine

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fluffyfluffyscarecrow · 6 months

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Scarecrow, Two Face, Penguin, Mad Hatter, and Mr. Freeze with a Partner who Sleeps With A Plush of Them

Inspired by the Scarecrow and Two Face plushies I sewed.

Scarecrow

You had spent days hand-sewing this plush doll of Jonathan Crane, and though it wasn't perfect, you had put a lot of love into it.

The doll appeared to stare up at you with its button eyes while you held its floppy, huggable body and stroked its soft hair. It was like an exact copy of Jonathan, just smaller. And probably less likely to commit crimes.

Jonathan would be incredibly surprised to see the plush- lots of times when people made artistic interpretations of him they were meant to be terrifying. He had never seen a version of himself this...cuddly. He doesn't mind it, though. In fact, he's quite flattered.

When you tell him about how you cuddle the plush at night he practically melts.

Two Face

You made most of the plush Two Face with soft minky fabric, but decided to add something extra- faux fur on the white side of his hair and dot textured minky for his scars. He was perfect.

The first time you showed it to Harvey, he was speechless. His fingers ran across the soft fabrics you had used to capture him so lovingly, and you might have even seen a tear roll down the unscarred side of his face. Two Face is the one to break the silence, saying "you really want to cuddle me that much?"

When you admit to them you cuddle the plush at night to feel close to them, they immediately wrap you in a massive hug. You hug them back of course, making sure to kiss their scars.

Penguin

Oswald had always been insecure about his appearance, and no matter how much you tried to encourage and support him with words, hugs, everything...it always seemed as if his trauma would make him feel unworthy of you. So you got an idea. You would show him exactly how you saw him, in the form of a cuddly plushie.

You had to modify your pattern quite a bit to make it accurate, but it was worth it. The plush Penguin sat before you with its arms outstretched, just waiting to be held.

You paid extra attention to translating the parts of himself Oswald was insecure about into the plush- intricately sewn hands, a prominent beak-like nose, his cuddly, plump body, and of course his long, soft hair.

You're a bit nervous to show the plush to him as you're not sure how he'll react, so you start kind of awkwardly.

"Uh...I...I really wanted to show you how wonderful you are in my eyes and I...I adore every single part of you, so I made this..."

Oswald doesn't know what to think at first, but he's incredibly touched. He still tries to play it cool, of course.

"I mean, you could always have a life-sized version of me if you want."

Catch him off guard by kissing his nose and wrapping him in a hug.

Mad Hatter

Okay, uh.. You didn't sew this one. You just kinda found a Disney Mad Hatter plushie on Ebay or something and thought it reminded you of Jervis.

(Fun fact, I actually do have this plush and he's very soft!)

Even if you didn't sew it, Jervis freaking loves it. You want to cuddle? With him??? So badly that you got a plushie to hold when he wasn't there to comfort you????

Mr. Freeze

This man is very insecure about how he's unable to cuddle you due to his physical state, so you get an idea.

The plush was honestly kind of hard to make, with all the intricate details of his suit, but it was absolutely worth it. You even added a voice box inside so you could hear his sweet German accent whenever you wanted.

Also you added a small tuft of fluffy fabric for his hair, (ik BTAS doesn't have that but HQTAS does and I freaking love it so it's going here!)

He absolutely cries when you show it to him.

You wrap your arms around him when he does, it stings a bit but it's worth it to see him smile.

For Christmas that year you make him a Nora plushie, with magnets in her hands so she can hold hands with your Mr. Freeze plush.

You better believe he cuddles his Nora plush every day. It's not even close to having his wife back of course, but it does relieve some of the pain to get to hold her again.

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finniestoncrane · 24 days

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FINNIE walk with me on this...so for the dirty talk prompts meme...

Maybe Two Face is being a bit down on himself because of his face (which is HANDSOME he deserves BETTER), and female plus size reader tries to cheer him up by saying 🧠.

Then maybe Two Face responds with 📢...

If that's cool 👀👀. 💙💙 You can put anything you want before/after/in between of course. I'm excited to see what you write!!!

Louder

Arkham!Two Face x Fem!Reader, word count: 850 back on my harvey bullshit i fear because having him call me a big beautiful girl has lived in my head rent free since i wrote it down 💙 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: big, fat, thick used for a plus size reader, smut, fucking, it's sort of mostly verbal fluff really if you think about it u-u

Harvey was consistently the dominant one in your relationship with him. Much the same as he portrayed himself in all other aspects of his life. Which is why it had surprised him so much when you exerted your own power, forcefully grabbing his chin to turn his gaze to you. As confident as he could seem, particularly when his crueller half was fronting, there was a lot he hadn't accepted yet, so much he hadn't come to terms with. So much that ate away at him.

Tiny words, gestures. Comments on how beautiful and soft you were, particularly in comparison to him, as he let his hands skirt over your curves and rolls, fingers sinking into the excess, plush skin as a lustful growl rolled through his throat. The way he would try to keep your eyes on the right side of his face, shirking away if you touched the left, or even looked deep into his permanently exposed eye.

The regret built up intsantly as what was left of his lips curled into a snarl. You waited patiently for his retort. Either a yell, an assertive growl, or an equally terrifying hushed reminder of who was in control. But instead, he had bent down into you, the snarl softening as his mouth met yours, tongue pressing between your lips and swirling round yours.

Bravely, you had lifted your hands to both of his cheeks, stroking them with the same gentleness, the same arousal, the same love you had for both parts of him. And you were rewarded with a frenzied undressing before he laid you down on his desk, papers pushed to the floor, and began fucking you.

Stifling the moans that were scratching at your throat, you bit your inner cheek. You couldn't tell who was just outside the office, and given how loud you thought you might get as Harvey pounded your aching cunt, you assumed people on the streets below might be able to hear you too.

In a rather forceful move, highlighting that your efforts in boosting his confidence had started to bring him back to his normal self, he grabbed your soft chin, letting it rest in his palm as he held your rounded cheeks firmly between his thumb and fingers.

"Louder. I want everyone to know how good I am."

No longer concerned about embarrassing him, about someone overhearing and blowing your supposed cover, you let your wails of pleasure come out. Each thud of his hips against your rear making you groan, always underscored by a desperate sigh and clawing breaths.

"That's it, good girl. Let them know how much you enjoy it."

As though he had caught himself, the way he was unburdened in the moment by his issues with his own image and self-confidence, he stuttered, his hips slowing to a complete stop, his cock still buried in your tensing walls.

"I had no idea that you felt this way... about all of me."

His eyes searched yours for any signs of flinching, a grimace that told him you were lying, that you only held this adoration for the parts of him that were still acceptable to society. But you held strong, truthful, and eased your head up to search for a kiss. His lips met yours once more, soft, despite the frantic fucking of just a moment ago.

"Of course I do, Harvey. Every time I think about you... I get so hot..."

You clenched, muscles tightening around his cock, which twitched in response.

"... and I think about you, both of you... all of you, a lot."

In a rush of what you could only assume was complete joy, warmed by the knowledge that you cared for him wholly, Harvey continued your rough fucking, bouncing your body against him, against the desk, watching you move and ripple with each thrust.

"My big, beautiful girl... let them hear... ah... tell them... tell me... tell us how good it feels..."

A soft moan passed over your lips, but you made an effort to follow it with a louder sound, a guttural groan that led to your words. Mumbled, barely cohesive to your empty brain, but you were sure there were sentiments of how amazing he felt inside of you, riding your patient orgasm through you.

"I'll tell you how good you are... so plush... so thick..."

His voice hardened, sharp, animalistic.

"...plenty for us to grab."

With his fingers embedded into your hips under the fold of your stomach, he pulled you down into him, his sounds matching the pace of his hips, growls and grunts that echoed over the top of yours. But he could still make out the short, sharp, but nevertheless satisfied, whines as he pummelled your body.

"Don't worry, sweet girl... I'll be careful with your soft body... but I think you can handle... hng... a bit of rough, huh? Just a little bit to make you scream louder for me..."

Your eyes flitted towards him, offering him a nod as you bit your lip, drool escaping from the corner of your mouth.

"That's it... louder."

#rogues gallery #harvey dent #two face #two face fanfic #finnie writes #arkham!two face #two face x reader #harvey dent x reader #x reader

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multifanatics · 1 year

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Waiting Out a Storm

A/N: I put nearly everyone in this so I could get a taste of their characters. I nearly fell asleep writing this so hopefully its not horrible.

Warnings: Sexual content, General fluffiness, Anxiety due to storms, There could be more that I didn't think of.

Edward Nygma // Riddler

It’s raining and he’s unable to hear himself think against the loud noise of the wind.

He’s annoyed nonetheless, he can’t get work done in these conditions.

Makes himself hot chocolate and steals all the blankets in the house.

If you're nice to him he’ll maybe share one blanket but don’t count on it.

If the power goes out and there’s nothing to do.

He’s offering you to warm him up.

He gets cold and hates being cold.

He’s miserable and makes it your problem more than it is his.

If you seem nervous or scared because of the storm he may be more accommodating to letting you have blankets. MAYBE.

One way or another definitely leads to sex.

Victor Fries // Freeze

It’s snowing in Gotham? It’s Christmas for Victor.

The wind and heavy snow he’ll be outside the entire time.

That is of course if you aren’t at all nervous due to the blizzard.

If you are that’s alright, He’ll stay inside for you.

Making sure you are warm enough.

You both are going to sit on the couch and watch your favorite movie.

Power goes out? May not be what you want but he’s willing to play chess or any other type of board game with you.

If you ask him, he may be willing to try and keep you warmer. Even if his body temperature is lower then the current storm.

Keeps you wrapped up in blankets no matter what.

His body temperature can handle the negatives but yours can’t or at least shouldn’t.

Harvey Dent // Two Face

Harvey hates storms, while Harv doesn’t mind them.

Harvey will cuddle you under piles of blankets clinging to you for warmth.

While Harv will more than likely be found outside if the coin allows him to be.

Otherwise Harv is indoors and clung to you in a much different way than Harvey.

Harv typically has his hands on your hips, chin on your shoulder everywhere you go.

While Harvey is much more a pile of blankets and cuddles.

Human furnace and knows it.

Harv would be much more open to fucking for warmth, even offers.

Harvey strikes me as the kind of man who would build a pillow fort during a storm if you’re both anxious or the power is out.

While Harv would be fine just falling asleep.

Jonathan Crane // Scarecrow

One of the first things you told him was your fear of storms.

And now he gets to watch how you react.

He does not leave your side during the storm for personal reasons that can range from your warmth to your fear.

Horror movies, blankets, and hot chocolate.

If the power goes out? Horror stories with a flashlight like they do at camps in October.

Cuddle him and tell him about your fear he was a psychiatrist after all maybe he can help… or make it much worse by accident, possibly.

I’m in the middle of him waiting for you to offer sex or he doesn’t enjoy it during a storm.

I see him as a “No power, no problem.” kind of guy and somehow getting everything he needed done.

He gets cold and sort of carries around a blanket like a cape. Over his shoulders and occasionally encasing him if he stands still.

Paranoia is his specialty, don't try to hide it from him, he’ll find out anyway.

Jervis Tetch // Mad Hatter

Tea party in the dark even if the power is working.

Definitely at least a little bit anxious himself.

Is against any kind of “more heat” ideas you can think of.

He has a routine, hiding in blankets and drinking tea in the dark and silence.

Though since you’re there maybe it doesn’t have to be silent.

Sharing blankets is a must with him, maybe not all cuddly but definitely share your blankets.

Can be clinging if he’s extra anxious.

He keeps the power off even if it’s working. He can’t hypnotize the lights to stay on so he rather not have the surprise.

Super sweet if you are anxious as well.

Recites his favorite poetry, books, or lines from a movie.

Joker

His current hideout has a backup generator so don’t worry about the lights going out

What? If there’s no lights how is he supposed to know if people actually enjoy his jokes?

He’s nowhere to be seen except you know he’s in the same place as you.

He takes this time to get more work done.

If you need him for warmth you can sit on his lap while he works.

If he doesn’t have anything to get done? He’ll drive you mad with a bunch of different jokes.

He doesn’t cuddle and he won’t screw around during a storm.

Gives you blankets then sits next to you.

He doesn’t get cold, maybe a little bit but it’s not something he can’t handle.

If you’re anxious he can always offer a kiss and some jokes.

Oswald Cobblepot // Penguin

It’s storming? Since when?

He has to look outside to know it’s storming.

He’s not at all phased by any type of storm unless he’s caught wind of someone plotting against him.

You need to voice to him you’re nervous and want him to stay around otherwise he’ll be off working.

If you voice to him you are anxious he’ll offer to watch a movie or something.

He’s burying you in the warmest blankets if you say you’re cold and you have goosebumps.

He’s actually very understanding and not very bothered by you at all.

It was about time he took a break anyway.

He has backup generators for backup generators he has power in all ways that matter.

If you want to screw around he’ll cockwarm but he’s only going to mess around if the mood takes him.

Harleen Quinzel // Harley Quinn

She complains.

She hates the cold but surprisingly doesn't mind storms.

Harley will cuddle or at least fall asleep on your chest or shoulder.

Will steal your blankets.

Clingy in a non clingy way. She’ll go up to you and stare at you until you get a clue, if you don’t then she minds her own business.

Definitely down for messing around, much more teasing.

She will do whatever the hell you want too.

She’ll talk about the days before she became Harley Quinn, and how much colder the cells are at Arkham.

If you manage to snuggle up to her she’ll share her blankets.

She clears all anxiety with her degree.

Pamley Isley // Poison Ivy

Claims its nature letting go.

LOVES storms and doesn’t mind the cold.

Checks on her plants during the storm.

Disregards you unless you pay attention to her.

Say you're cold and she will make the best herbal tea.

She’s calming your anxiety with talk of which plants grow better in the cold and why they need the cold.

She understands nature and wants nothing more than to ensure everything she likes is alright.

She shares her blankets with you.

Would watch whatever.

You fall asleep and she’ll leave you a few blankets and go outside to enjoy the storm.

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tarrenterror25 · 2 months

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It's soft bitch hours.

Thinking about Harvey with an s/o who gently kisses the burned side of his face.

Thinking about Roman with an s/o who peppers his mask with kisses.

Thinking about scary crime bosses Two-Face and Black Mask with partners who go out of their way to show that they're not scared of them and accept all of them.

Anon, for Harvey I literally think about this exact scenario about twice a day.

Please, an S/O for him who kisses his burned side, holds his burned hand, snuggles up to his scarred side, their bare skin on his. He needs to know he's still capable of being loved 🥺 soft bitch hours indeed!!😭

Kissing Roman's mask will have his knees buckling! A soft sigh escaping him and hearing it from behind his mask as he closes his eyes and leans into you and just holds you.

Need to shower the big bads with love and affection 💕

#roman sionis #black mask #harvey dent #two face #roman sionis x reader #black mask x reader #harvey dent x reader #two face x reader

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riddle-me-ri · 2 years

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Hey this was me who wanted a whole fic for this scenario for the bottom line "go be pretty over there away from me" could u do it thank u

A/N: I’m writing this at like 4 am cause I can’t sleep, so if this goes down later tomorrow I'm heavily editing it rip but hey at least I get to practice writing for other rogues that pique my interest! I hope I do them justice. This is another shot of just my own generalized takes on them (albeit I've been watching BTAS again, so they may seem softer than normal rip), and still no Joker sorry not sorry and most of these ended up being fluffier than I intended oop. Special thanks to @like-rain-or-confetti for supporting my ramblings in the tags of my reblogs lol

Batman Rogues x Reader - Yes, You’re Pretty…Now GO AWAY

Edward Nygma/The Riddler:

It was ridiculous.

Absolute nonsense.

He was jotting down riddles and puzzle traps away in his journal. You were only a few feet away on the other edge of the couch. Your face glued to your computer screen.

Everything was fine…until you started laughing.

Your little giggles, and the sweet small smile that lingered after your giggle fit. The way your face’s natural glow was tinted by the blue of the screen…

Ludicrous, outrageous, unbelievable.

“Y/N…”

“Hm?”

“C-Could you perhaps take yourself…anywhere else but here?”

You scrunched up your eyebrows in confusion. “Uh…yeah I could, but I don’t want to. I want to stay here with you, Ed.”

“I…appreciate that, but it’s rather hard to focus.”

Your blinked and shook your head. What? “I’m not even talking to you, I’m only like three feet away from you!” You shot your hand up going from right to left, gesturing the distance between you and Edward.

“Yes, yes, but y-you’re distracting…”

“How?”

“You’re laughing, smiling, beaming…” Ed drifted from stern to swooning.

You couldn’t help but chuckle. You scooted closer to him on the couch, catching him off guard.

“Eddie, are you saying I’m distracting you because…I’m pretty?” You grinned.

Edward rolled his eyes. “Yes, beautiful even, so can you please go somewhere else?”

You doubled down. “I don’t know sounds like a you problem…”

“Please Y/N!”

“Okay, okay, just tell me again how beautiful I am…”

Oswald Cobblepot/The Penguin:

You were just helping Oswald out in his office. You enjoyed helping him stay organized. He may be a criminal but it was in organized crime.

Oswald was going over invoice statements and you were checking inventory for the lounge’s food and beverages. However, you were proving to be rather…distracting.

Your legs were crossed, you leaned back in the leather office chair, slightly rocking yourself. You bit the end of your pen between your teeth while your eyes intently scanned the contents of the papers in front of you.

The gentleman of crime found himself not thinking so gentleman thoughts about you. All previous work and tasks that needed to be done was slowly slipping out of his mind.

He cleared his throat. “Uh, Y/N, dove…”

“Yes, Ozzie.” You looked up at him with a sweet smile.

Oh, why’d you have to do that?!

“Uhh, do you think you can help the girls downstairs? I recall they needed some assistance with the new uniforms.”

You pursed your lips and furrowed your eyebrows. “Uh, that’s the first I heard. They seem to be getting along well with them, Oz.”

“That’s not what they told me earlier, love.”

“Oswald, I spoke to them and they said they were fine!” You insisted.

Oswald cringed, clearly not taking the bait to leave.

“Is there something else that’s wrong? Something bothering you?” You inquired.

“Ah…it’s just me, love. Well, more you than me…” He scratched the back of his neck.

“And how is it more me than you?”

“Dove, you’re far too gorgeous, you always are, but more so now, and it’s distracting me,” Oz admitted.

Your eyes widened, but you felt your throat bubble up in soft chuckles. “I’m distracting you?”

Oz gave you a lopsided smile. “It’s the truth, love…I should be checking this numbers and adding and subtracting, but all I can think of is you…”

You felt your face warm up slightly, as a soft blush rose to your cheeks. “Ever the charmer, Oswald.”

“It’s the truth, Y/N. Once I finish these papers, I’ll come get you, okay?”

“You better, Cobblepot!” You shot a finger at him, trying to act serious, but you both could tell you were only teasing him.

Oswald laughed. “The sooner you leave the sooner I can get this done!”

You were halfway at the door when you looked over your shoulder. “You owe me, Ozzie!”

Oz kept laughing, waving you off. “I’ll make it up, I promise!”

Jonathan Crane/The Scarecrow:

This wasn’t right.

It wasn’t fair.

How can he resume his plans as the Master of Fear and the Lord of Despair when you’re sitting right there.

You looked so cozy and warm. You were cuddled up in one of Jonathan’s old Gotham University hoodies and a long fleece blanker. You were reading one of your novels while he was on the other side of the room; recording certain chemical reactions, wrote down further hypothesis to test later for a new toxin.

You assured him you wouldn’t say anything or bother him, you just wanted to be near him. Jonathan figured it would kill two birds with one stone, he can get work done and you two get to be near each other.

However, you were still so enthralling and enchanting to the ex-professor. Seeing you so content in his presence. It made a warmth bloom in his heart he had never felt in a long time, he was sure he had long lost the capability to feel this warmth. This love, dare he say.

“Uhh, Jonny…” You start.

“Hm?”

“Sweetheart, you’re staring…”

Jonathan immediately shook his head and blinked, as he broke whatever spell you unconsciously put him in.

“Oh, um, I-I apologize…” Jonathan’s face slowly turned red at his cheeks and the tip of his nose.

You giggled. “It’s fine, Jonny, do you want me to read in another room?”

Jonathan really didn’t want you to go, but he didn’t see himself really getting any work done.

“I promise I’ll come join you soon, darling…but if…if you don’t mind?”

You got up from your chair, giggling, wrapping yourself in the blanket and leaving your index finger in the pages of your book to mark your spot. You bent over and gave Jonathan a kiss on the cheek.

“I don’t mind, Jonathan. Just don’t be too long, okay?”

“Y-Yes, darling…”

Jervis Tetch/The Mad Hatter:

Okay, okay, the tea party was almost ready.

Jervis was setting up his next tea party for the Batman. He had the tablecloth laid out. All the plates and tableware was set. Y/N sat in their chair looking radiant as ever…

Y/N sitting in a reclining chair smiling away at some handheld device. Jervis thinks he remembers you called it a Switch or something like that. You seemed to enjoy playing on it, and it gave you something to do while Jervis was plotting and scheming.

However, he didn’t notice until just now, just how ethereal you were. Your eyes lit up, your cute little hums of satisfaction, your giggles. Gosh, your giggles were quite infectious even for him and he is the Mad Hatter.

“Is there something wrong, Jervis?” You noticed he stopped pacing around and mumbling different ideas and tasks he had going on in his head.

“Oh, um, no nothing at all…” Jervis darted his eyes away from you and tried to resume setting the traps on the chairs surrounding the table.

There you go giggling again, gosh you were as cute as a white rabbit.

WHAP

Jervis yelped in pain as the rat trap he had placed on the table was triggered when he placed his elbow down on it.

“Oh my God, Jervis!” You jumped up and immediately helped pull back the mechanism, freeing his arm.

“Aahh, ah..” Jervis whimpered. You began softly rubbing the joint, hoping the pinching sensation will fade away.

“U-um..my dear, Y/N. N-Not that I don’t enjoy having you here with me…but perhaps it may be best if you went somewhere else while I finish up here.”

A puzzled look showed up on your face. You titled your head when you asked, “but why, Jervis, everything was going fine…did something distract you?”

“Well…yes…a certain something..someone did..”

“Someone? Oh! Aww, Jervis…” You couldn’t help the small smile that grew across your face.

“I’m afraid you’re far too enchanting for me, my dear. You’ll have to make haste elsewhere.” He shrugged nervously.

“Well, if it’ll keep you from hurting yourself, I think I can oblige you just this once.” You poked the tip of his nose.

Jervis giggled at the gesture, causing you to laugh in return.

Harvey Dent/Two-Face:

You had no reason to look that alluring.

He’s trying to plan his next trial at the kitchen table but nooo. You were sitting on the couch in the living room, wearing your new dress. You were steady scrolling on your phone, probably laughing at some cute animal videos.

Dent would absolutely kill someone if they got in the way of your smile. He wouldn’t even need to flip a coin on it.

Harvey would look down and try to focus on his list of defendants he had lined up, and some places he planned to raid. Those will probably have to happen next week, he found a quite a few rats in his gang. Plus his boys caught one of Penguin’s higher ups that could spill some hot info…

You laughed. You tried to cover it up, but failed pretty miserably. You started typing away on your phone. Your award-winning smile still plastered on your face.

Damnit…who did his boys catch?

Harvey got up and leaned against the beam that separated the kitchen from the living room.

“Hey…gorgeous…”

You immediately perked your head up. “Oh, hey Harvey, how’s work going?”

“Ah, it’s going, could be going a lot faster though…”

“Really? How so?”

“If you could maybe go to the bedroom and hang out there…” He scratched the back of his neck nervously, not sure how else to tell you to leave.

“Oh, am I annoying you?”

“No, no, far from it, doll.” He went up to you and got down on his knees. He took your hands in his and placed them on top of your knees.

“You’re just, you always look so beautiful, but today you look…particularly…well gorgeous. And it’s really hard for me to focus…”

“Harvey Dent are you accusing me of being too pretty?” You jested, teasingly shoved him in his chest.

“Afriad I am, doll. Luckily for you, I’ve already got a plea deal to offer you.”

“Even for a repeat offender like me?” You coyishly inquired, pretending to be worried about actually being charged with a crime.

“Especially for you, if you can spend some time alone in another room, and it can be anywhere, but where I am…I won’t have to charge you for distracting me.”

“What do the charges entail, Mr. Dent?” You crossed your arms.

“You don’t wanna know, doll. Just take my advice and I’ll make it worth your while.” Harvey winked.

“Hm.” You stood up, almost knocking Harvey back on his haunches. “I suppose I’ll take your advice…this time, but I’ll hold you to that offer of making it worth my while.”

Harvey laughed. “Sure thing, sweetness. Just please, I can’t be a victim to your radiance for much longer…”

“Oh shush, I’m leaving, I’m leaving!”

#batman rogues #batman rogues x reader #riddler x reader #edward nygma x reader #the penguin x reader #oswald cobblepot x reader #the scarecrow x reader #jonathan crane x reader #dc the mad hatter x reader #jervis tetch x reader #dc two-face x reader #two face x reader #harvey dent x reader #ri writes

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lonleydweller · 5 months

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BTAS characters (any and how ever many you want to write for) dealing with a s/o who is very stubborn especially with injuries. Like they’re the type of person who works long, horrible hours on their feet all day only to continue to stand on their aching feet after their shift. S/o will rarely acknowledge the pain/discomfort around their partner until it’s literally unavoidable (like they can’t walk from being on their feet so much they get an injury).

And yes this happened to me. Even now my brain doesn’t want to rest and recover.

🌹BTAS Penguin +Two face with stubborn overworked s/o🌹

Decided to so these two as they don't have anything yet!!

Warnings: mentions of being overworked, injuries

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● He admires your work ethic truly, he does, just not that comes at your own expense.

● Constantly trying to get you to take breaks, whether you know it or not, offering a day out, dinner, saying he needs your help with something, no, no work can wait!

● He tries to urge you to get a different job, unless it's your dream job, if not he'll help you get whatever your dream job is, which is hopefully less physically demanding. He'll even offer you a job at the iceberg lounge if you'd like! If it is your dream job, he offers any assistance he can.

● Whenever you get home, whether you live with him or not, expect a warm bath ready, some pillows, and blankets when you walk in.

● You may also find over time your boss is suddenly giving you more pay, less hours, or less laborious work. Questioning your boss may result in a nervous chuckle and them brushing you off. Oswald claims he only had a friendly conversation with said boss.

● Regardless of what you do he ends up doting on you to hell and back.

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● Their confusion manifests itself with annoyance and nagging, Why do they work you to this extent? Who's your boss? Who's in charge of making the shifts? Why don't you quit and get a different job?

● They'll be bugging about your hours, how much are they paying you, are they paying over time, are you getting any bonuses or benefits? Surely this can't be legal, or they at least have to have something illegal going on. Every company skeletons in their closets.

.● While he may not be a D.A anymore, he still has some friends in the legal space he could "persuade" to take action. If he can't do anything that way, some good old intimidation and guns are sure to shut your boss down.

● No? You don't want him to do that? Fine. However they're tagging along to your work as much as they can, making sure you're not being pushed around by some lousy higher up, and helping you with whatever task you've been assigned.

● Luckily whenever he's tailing behind you upper management seems to lay off. How nice, some even offer a bit of extra help and allow you more frequent breaks!

● They'll offer to get you more comfortable shoes, socks, they'll offer to carry you around as well! They'll also see if he can find any medicine like painkillers that could help, hey that's another idea, see if you could get a medical exemption. They're really just trying to help in any way you'll let them.

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#writers on tumblr #dc #dweller's writing #batman rouges #btas #batman the animated series #batman rouges gallery #rouges gallery #btas penguin #btas oswald cobblepot #oswald cobblepot x reader #oswald cobblepot #btas twoface #btas harvey dent #harvey dent x reader #harvey dent #two face #two face x reader #dc x reader

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batmanrogues-scenarios · 4 months

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💗for Scarecrow, Two Face, Riddler, and Mr. Freeze

💗 How do they show affection?

Scarecrow

by acts of service. S/O can't reach something? He makes a stool so they have less problems. Can't sleep? He reads them a book.

Two-Face

Harvey says sweet words and kisses their forehead while Harv brings them presents.

Riddler

Cuddles or touches S/O a lot more, he's like cat. Will hiss at abyone who he doesn't like but the moment he likes someone they're not allowed to take him off.

Mr. Freeze

Sweet words and support. He will make sure to lesser their trouble or get rid of them.

#scarecrow x reader #pati writes #jonathan crane x reader #two face x reader #harvey dent x reader #riddler x reader #edward nygma x reader #mr freeze x reader #victor fries x reader #emoji ask game

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recreationalfanfics · 11 months

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Yandere Two-Face x Gn! Reader drabble

Doll is used as a term of endearment but gn bc tbh, that's peak endearment ngl.

Harvey knows its wrong.

Harvey knows it won't end the way he wants it to, he wasn't even sure if he wanted you or if it was the pain of losing Gilda, but he knew it would only end up with you hurt. Maybe even worse. He tries to use the coin to figure out ways to get over you. Heads, he lifts weights at the court yard to try and get his mind off of you. Tails, he tries to strike up a conversation with some of the other loonies. Yeah, it hurt his head to hear them ramble and babble about who knows what, but it hurt even more having to think about you.

You, his favorite psychiatrist. One who would start off each session with a simple coin toss. Heads, you talk to Harvey first. Tails, you talk to Two-Face. He hates all the times you landed on tails, all the times that monster got to speak to you instead of him, all the times that no-good-gangster got to lavish in your attention and he didn't. However, it's what fate chose and he knew all to well that fate had it out for him, because if it wasn't then maybe you two could have met under different circumstances. He liked when you looked at him, he wasn't sure how to explain it, but he knew when you did. The way your eyes would soften along with his tone and mannerisms when he finally got to switch off with that bastard. It made him smile, almost shy perhaps. He missed it, he missed you, but he closed his eyes and groaned as his thoughts once more came back to you. Rubbing his face with his hands, he rolled over onto his back as his brain was at war with itself.

He needed to stop thinking about you. About you in his arms as you stare at him lovingly with those haunting (e/c) eyes, at images of him flipping a coin to decide if he should surprise you with breakfast in bed or by doing all the laundry, or at the idea of you no longer having to work and staying at home for him, your eyes lighting up as he walked through the door and running up to him excitedly with open arms. It won't come true, he knows it, but he wanted it to so badly.

Two-Face doesn't care.

Ever since your transfer to Iron Gate in Central City, he had become more unruly, more prone to violence and roughousing with other inmates and becoming an overall pain in the ass to all the staff. Harvey'll try and rationalize it for him, that you were a psychologist and that he was just another patient to you, but you can't rationalize with someone who isn't concerned reason and logic. Instead, Two-Face was more concerned that something of HIS was walking around the world, unchecked and unsupervised, and ANYONE could try and get their grubby little mitts all over you. The very idea got his fingers curling into a fist and his knuckles aching to be uppercutting some poor unsuspecting victim. He was mad at the other quacks who thought they could reach the same places you reached, he was mad at the prison warden for approving your transfer to Iron Heights, but he was mostly mad at you for going.

While Harvey skulked, Two-Face schemed. All he could think about were plans to escape Arkham, hunt you down, and drag you back to Gotham. Right where you belonged, beside him. At first, he was just becoming more prone to "disruptive outbursts" but all Arkham inmates get rowdy here and then, then he started becoming difficult during therapy sessions. Not that he wasn't in the first place but with you gone, he didn't want to talk to someone who had the audacity to sat where you sat, who tried to flip a coin and pretend to understand him like you did. Not that you were pretending, deep down, you did understand. You understood that deep down, Harvey Dent was still in there...but you also understood that at the end of the day, Two-Face was staying and never talked about him like he was some imaginary figure Harvey made up in his head that will be cured after a few sessions and a little surgery. It's what he liked most about you, you gave him due respect.

At least he thought you did until you left. It doesn't matter, though, because you're coming back home. Walking out of Arkham Asylum during another prison break, his boys were quick to pick up their boss and give him the run down on you, handing him candid photos of your new day-to-day life. You're just the sweetest when you're oblivious to danger, you know that?

"Should we really do this? I could be putting her in more danger, but maybe this also isn't a bad thing...No, it doesn't change the fact it's still wrong!"

"Quit your whining, Harvey. If you're so concerned about what we should do or not, flip for it."

He takes out his infamous coin. Heads; they change their mind and just drive back to base, another day, another crime in Gotham City. Tails; they prepare a pretty little cell for you and get ready for your little return to Gotham. He throws it up in the air, his eyes staring up at it. His eye on the right is pleading and anxious, waiting for the coin to tell him what to do so he could stop feeling so guilty about wanting to have you to himself. The left side was tense but also maliciously giddy as the coin then fell into the palm of his hand. His fingers curled around it like a fist and he's about to open it to reveal the result of their toss...but he never does.

Instead with a deep sigh, he pockets the coin and he gives his boy's orders on how to observe you, on how to get ready for your return.

"I'm sorry, (Y/n), but this is for your own good." Harvey apologizes, standing before your fearful form in your new apartment.

"No it ain't, you just belong to me. Simple as that, doll~" Two-Face boasts, grabbing you by the wrist and pulling you to his chest.

Harvey knows its wrong, Two-Face doesn't care. Yet, no matter how you flip it, you were doomed either way because that's just what cruel fate had in store for you.

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mxtantrights · 4 months

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famous dc! au (bruce's version)

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When you felt the warm sun on your eyes you didn't quite know where you were yet. Last night was intense and for almost all of it you were sober. At beginning of the party you weren't.

Last night was more of a launch for you. Your name had been whispered in these circles for months now. A couple of articles written up about you and your art. It was time to fully immerse yourself into this world.

Of course you showed up as an emerging artist with no art. What's an artist's struggle without art? Exactly. If you came with someone to hang on one of the walls you think you would have fainted from all the attention. Being there and people knowing your name was enough to tilt your world.

That's how you ended up spilling some of your drink on an unsuspecting victim. You sobered yourself up after that. Trying to get through your nerves with liquid courage wasn't going to help. You had to find other tactics.

As the night went on though you kind of forgot about your nerves. With the help of one person in particular. Now that you think about it you can't believe you're about to say his name in connection with yours. But it's the truth.

Bruce Wayne helped you last night.

And then a couple of hours after that. And a little more into the wee hours of the morning. But it was more than that-something is missing. You reach over to the other side of the bed and find it empty.

You open your eyes and the sun fully blinds you. So you turn around in bed. You're naked. That seems about right. Your eyes take focus on the other figure in bed with you. He's got his back turned to you, so all you can see are the scratches that go from his shoulders to his lower back.

A bit startled you sit up on your forearm.

The movement must be felt because all at once he's turning around and your brain doesn't have to work overtime to recognize Bruce Wayne. Bruce Wayne in bed with you. Bruce Wayne with nail marks down his back.

You sit there for a while. Just watching him. Your chest heaving up and down. You try to steady your breathing but you can't quite seem to catch it in the first place.

"It's impolite to stare." he says.

Your eyes widen, "You're awake?"

He opens his eyes. Bright blue staring right back at you. A shadow of a smile lines his lips. It was a stupid question but he doesn't make you feel as such for asking.

"Good morning." he says.

You pull the covers over your chest a bit more.

"Good morning." you say and clear your throat.

"Had a nice night?" he asks.

You can't help to laugh a bit, "I don't know. Jury's still out."

Bruce hummed, then he wrapped his arms around your middle, bringing you closer to his body. You instinctually wrapped your legs around his.

"Law really isn't my strong suit." he says.

"It's more of mine." a voice by the door says.

You and Bruce both look over quickly. That's right. Harvey! Now that you think about it Harvey was the one that walked you into this room last night. Somewhere after Bruce was telling joked and before the tenth person came up to introduce themselves to you, Harvey made an appearance.

With all the slyness of a fox he whisked you away from the donors eager to commission something from you. He took you far away from the crowd for about an hour. Then Bruce had joined the two of you.

You're looking at him and he's smiling right at you too. He has a tray of food in his hands. A glorious spread of breakfast foods.

"I thought you'd be off, chasing a script somewhere." Bruce says.

There's an edge to his voice now. One that wasn't there a few moments ago. You start to think it's like jealousy or something. Was Bruce jealous of Harvey?

Then your mind rattles with the fact of last night. Harvey may have dragged you off someplace, but at no point did either one of you invite Bruce. He knew just where to be and when too.

You look at Bruce and then back at Harvey. You do this a few times until the words seem to fall off your lips.

"You were looking for a third?" you ask.

Harvey lets out a guffaw from by the door. Bruce's arms which are still around you seem to go slack a bit. You don't know how that makes you fell at this very moment.

"Not in the sense that you're thinking." Harvey answers.

He walks over and sets the tray down. The orange juice and the waters shake as they settle on the side table. Harvey then climbs over you and Bruce both. His arms caging you in, but you didn't feel cage. You felt probably the most free you've felt in a while.

"we've been talking a while now about how we're missing something-someone." Bruce says.

You can feel his hand come up to brush against your cheek. You may look fine on the outside but on the inside you aren't sure any of this is real. Bruce Wayne and Harvey Dent are in bed with you. Bruce Wayne and Harvey Dent don't want this to be a one time thing with you.

"and you think that's me?" you whisper

"Bruce knew the moment he laid eyes on you." Harvey explained.

You don't miss how vague that is. He could have laid eyes on you at the party. Or at some earlier time, where you weren't noticing. And you don't miss how he only answered for Bruce.

You look Harvey in the eye now, "and you?"

"I knew before him." he offers.

Vague. Vague. Vague. The logical part of you is begging for more answers and more words. But the other side, the side that spent hours tangled between the sheets and these men is telling you that you don't need anything else at this moment.

You smile at him, then at Bruce. Harvey leans down and places a peck on your nose. Bruce's arms tighten around you once more.

#dc x reader #bruce wayne x reader #Bruce Wayne imagine #Bruce Wayne fic #dc fic #dc imagine #Harvey dent x reader #Harvey dent imagine #Harvey dent fic #famous dc! au (bruce's version)

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acapelladitty · 27 days

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Harvey Dent/Male Reader - Bootblacking

Summary: Harvey's boots are looking a little lackluster and he decides that it's your job to fix them up for him.

Kneeling at his feet, Harvey remains seated and the sheer aura of control which rolls from his dual-toned frame makes your mouth dry out as you gaze up at him, awaiting his next instruction.

“Start.”

The scent of fresh leather is strong, the boots brand new and purchased with this little job in mind. As it invades your senses, your cock twitches with interest, freely bobbing against your lower stomach as you ignore the temptation to touch it.

Harvey shifts his finished foot, moving it enough to allow him to lean forward and examine the shine. The movement has the delicious effect of grazing your painfully stiff cock and your hips move of their own accord as they hump into the slight stimulation, your lips tight as they fight to hide a groan.

Exhaling a thick plume of smoke from his cigar, Harvey chuckles at the earnest reaction.

“Not a bad job.” He chides playfully. “Here, test it out for me.”

Tilting his foot down with purpose, the thick tread of the sole presses against your length and the cool sensation of it, as hard and unyielding as the man himself, draws a keening whine from your lips as your cock jerks against it.

“Harvey!” You groan out, hand wrapping around his exposed lower leg as you hold him in place against your grinding cock.

“Come.” Harvey demands, his voice low and gravelled. “I know you can, you little brat.” As he speaks, he rolls his ankle – the movement allowing the tread to massage your cock in a deliciously brutal way.

Already almost there, it doesn’t take much and, with a keening whimper, you hump your cock against him pathetically as your balls tighten. Your release is just as pathetic, leaking free of your slit to coat the head of your cock, and Harvey tilts his foot enough to rub the very tip of his boot in the mess; spreading it across the freshly polished leather with an observant hum.

Panting as you come down from your release, your fingers move of their own accord as they once again clean the mess from his boots.

Scooping up your cum, you bring it to your lips and taste yourself – the act earning you a rumble of approval from Harvey as his hand drops to his covered cock.

“Yes, Sir.” You mutter, glancing up at him as you quick take his cock within your lips and set out to give him everything that he’s needing as you own cock hangs satisfied between your thighs.

#two face #harvey dent #two face x reader #harvey dent x reader #two face x you #harvey dent smut #dc comics #gotham rogues #batman villains

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sporadically-writing · 1 year

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Harvey: You are the love of our life and we would do anything within reason to make you happy.

Therapist! Y/N: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep.

Two-Face: We said within reason, Doc. How about I murder some guards?

Therapist! Y/N, unamused: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't?

Two-Face: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?

#harvey dent x reader #two-face x reader #incorrect gotham rogues #incorrect batman quotes

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fluffyfluffyscarecrow · 6 months

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Cuddling headcanons with my favorite rogues <3

Penguin

I'm not even exaggerating when I say Oswald gives the best cuddles ever.

He's a little spoon and LOVES being held and he's like a soft, warm pillow in your arms.

However, he can be the big spoon if you really want him to.

Please kiss his nose and run your fingers through his hair, he'll melt.

He's never felt so loved before.

Scarecrow

I think we can all agree this man is touch starved af so he's awkward the first few times you try to cuddle him.

Just be patient, he'll hug you back in no time.

When he does, his hugs are AMAZING. He's so soft and cuddly you might even forget he's the master of fear.

He alternates, but he prefers being the little spoon. There's just something about being wrapped up in your arms that makes him feel so loved.

He absolutely loves when you stroke his hair. And it feels like a fluffy blanket to touch so of course you give him all the headpats he needs and then some.

Tickle him a bit, his laugh is the sweetest sound you'll ever hear.

Two Face

These two NEED your cuddles.

Harvey is a bit gentler when it comes to cuddling, he'll wrap his arms around you as you lay on his chest and listen to his heartbeat.

Two Face wants to squeeze you as tight as he can, and for you to squeeze him back.

They alternate spoons as well. Harvey loves holding you and watching you fall asleep in his arms, but he also adores when you wrap your arms around him and use him as a human pillow. Two Face is kinda the same except he prefers being the little spoon.

They both love it when you pet their hair or stroke their scars, it makes them feel so loved.

Please give them kisses and tell them you love them, it means so much to them.

#btas #batman the animated series #two face #harvey dent #btas harvey dent #johnathan crane #btas johnathan crane #btas penguin #btas scarecrow #btas two face #btas jonathan crane #btas oswald cobblepot #oswald cobblepot x reader #oswald cobblepot #harvey dent x reader #jonathan crane x reader

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gatorbites-imagines · 1 year

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Can I get some twoface content, preferably sweet and fluffy? Maybe some cuddles and love from partner after the boys have been fighting with each other or Harvey is having a bad self image now. That pair never gets enough written about them.

Also, sorry if this isn’t what you wanna write. Please don’t feel pressured to write this if you don’t absolutely want to.

Ps. Adore your work!

Harvey Dent/Two-face x male reader

I don’t personally have DID or know anyone with DID, so if anything I write is wrong just let me know :)

Harvey was rarely someone to ever show that he was struggling. Ever since he was young, he had worked hard on hiding his more negative attributes, especially Two-face.

When you guys first started dating, if it was before the whole acid thing and he became a villain, he wouldn’t tell you about his DID.

He would keep it all locked away and suffer in silence, going into the bathroom and locking the door or isolating himself when he and Two-face can’t stop arguing, or he’s having a very bad day.

If you two start dating after the whole chemical deal or after he became one of the rogues, youd know about Two-face, and most likely be in love with him too, and two-face in love with you as well.

Both Harvey and Two-Face loving you doesn’t keep them from fighting though, it probably makes their arguments worse some days actually. They can’t seem to agree on how to love you, or one will think the other isn’t good enough for you, the list is endless.

You’ll come home to Harvey and Two-face switching rapidly as they argue, pacing around the apartment. They’ll first stop pacing when you walk over to them and hold them, maybe even hug them if they’re okay with that.

When you hug them, they just melt into your arms, all the tension leaving their body as they feel so loved and safe with you, as you’ve never judged them for their struggles before.

When days get really bad, both of them would want to be held by you. Two-face is more upfront about it though, going over to you and just crawling into your lap, where Harvey will sit a little closer to you, or hold your hand more than usual.

You get good at reading their body language though, which is also how your able to know who’s fronting even when they’re trying to hide it.

Two-Face likes to be hugged tightly to your chest, so tight that he can barely breath. He wants you to squeeze him so hard that he feels like you guys are gonna merge and become one. He likes how grounding it feels, and it helps stop him from being with derealization.

Harvey likes the softer approach. Sure, he still wants to be cuddled close against your chest, but he’s more likely to tuck his face under your chin or lay his head on your chest so he can listen to his heartbeat. Please caress his hair when he does this, he will melt.

After you guys have been together for a long time, they both like it when you stroke the scars they have, as they trust you. There isn’t much feeling in them since scar tissue works like that, but the fact that they know your caressing them is enough.

Harvey gets very flustered when you compliment him and call him handsome, as he doesn’t feel that way. Two-face is similar, though he doesn’t blush like Harvey does.

Under all the crime they’re very sweet, you just need to get into their heart and they won’t let ever let you go again.

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