#[ justicehastwosides ]

[wewontstaydead]

[wewontstaydead]

Scowling, he leaned both palms against the desk and pressed his face close to hers, in particular leaning his scarred left side in so his lidless eye could glare at her. “This is bullshit, Liz. You know I got a court date comin’ up, an’ it ain’t like I can call my old office t’ borrow their law books. I was lucky they let me outta my cell long enough t’ visit now.”

Letting out a sigh, he raised his right hand and swept his fingers back through his hair, his good eye closing slowly as he leaned back again and reined in his anger. Standing up straight again and smoothing out the front of his jumpsuit, he tapped the top of the stack with one finger. “C’mon, doll. Jus’ for one night.”

@wewontstaydead | ❛  give  those  back  to  me !  ❜ - Harvey Dent, stuck in Arkham again

𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑯𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑵𝑶 𝑷𝑶𝑾𝑬𝑹 𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹 𝑴𝑬 ! (   sentence  starters  originating  from  jim  henson’s  1986  film  ‘ labyrinth ’ .  )

"Mr. Dent I'm sorry, but you know the rules. You can not take reference books out of the library."

[drpenelopeyoung]

+Justicehastwosides

To say that she wasn't proud of herself, would've been the biggest lie to have ever crossed her mind. After devoting countless hours to concocting her own project and raking in illegitimate money to do it over the course of about seven to almost eight years, she finally did it. The way she did it, was infusing a dash of stolen liquid from the Lazarus Pit. Within the last month, she could tell she was so close to perfection, that she could almost taste it. Sleep had grown nonexistent, and her oversized basement became her bedroom. To say the least, what was soon to be the world's most powerful serum had taken over her life completely, taking its toll on her to the utmost extent. Now that it was all said and done by taking in a patient from the asylum into her own home, a person who was in a severe catatonic state, she'd strapped him down to almost everything she had in her basement and injected him with a quarter of an IV of Titan. The results surpassed everything she thought it would turn out to be, with a little more. It had only taken a few drops before the subject had started to react almost instantly. Having back up chemicals to kill off the subject over the minimal Titan, she'd used it after she was swayed over her life's work. Without having anyone to share her pride with, she wanted to be able to start and market it off and out into the world for her own personal gain like she'd always wanted to. Unfortunately, it called for her going into who'd donated to her cause and who'd stuck around to talk business. Talking business was always tough, because there was never a sure way to know whether or not your product would be treated in the right hands- such as invalidated resale that wasn't originally approved by her. It was all based on gut. It had to be, especially whereas her brother had been above water for so long when he was alive and trafficking drugs all the same. Along with being raised by him, she'd learned to trust her gut more than anything. Her gut went with the former District Attorney, Harvey Dent. Taking in to account that Titan had the potential to give someone massive world and dominant power with just a few drops scattered across a city, she was sure that a man like him could be able to control and yield that power in particular. There wasn't a doubt that he'd misuse it at all, as well as a single shred of a thought that he'd let it sit around for all to see for free grabs. Cat burglars wouldn't be an issue at all either, in this case. Having tuned into a few things recently, she'd seen things and heard the word buzz throughout the asylum that he'd cleaned up his act. Not only was that the Harvey she didn't know, but she knew how much of a struggle it was to go clean like that. Parking her Audi across the street and stepping out in a crisp shade of a red dress shirt buttoned down halfway with black jeans for the day, she tightened the tie around her coat as she went head first into the chilled wind, her dark hair whipping behind her until she found herself standing in a payphone booth. There wasn't a way that she'd make a call like this to a traceable call with a real name. Rosalinda because of her thick accent, her fingers pressed on the buttons after she popped in some quarters, holding the phone in between her ear and her shoulder. At the sound of it picking up, her throat instantly cleared, "Is Apollo there or is this him?" Clever.

[wewontstaydead]

Burtonverse Headcanons

Harvey's suits are made from some of the finest water-resistant material available in 1989, which makes them e x p e n s i v e

Still in law school ten years prior, working nights as a cook in a diner and spending weekends winning boxing championships(edited)

Although he generally dislikes facial hair and does his best to shave at least every other day if not daily, he has a striking and well-tended mustache that's become his look

He keeps his liquor cabinet well stocked with scotch and has a number of different glasses available, highball and lowball in particular(edited)

He's got more than one nickname, and the one used depends on whether you like him or you don't; his favorite is Gotham's White Knight

Wasn't a member of any gangs in Gotham, but still mostly lived on the street as he was raised an orphan; he has an intensity that means most people won't mess with him

He is more than happy to offer favors for favors

Known as a ladies man and possibly even a womanizer; often seen at public events with a new woman on his arm, sometimes leaving with an additional one

This was not previously the case - Gilda had been the apple of his eye until she left

Often plays his luck with his female associates, mostly for fun but also to see if he can; still respects others' relationship status in the long run but will still flirt anyway

Smokes cigars like a chimney and almost always has one in hand(edited)

Willing to work under the table with private investigators, photographers, and other criminal sources to gather information needed to take out the big names - more than willing to make a deal, but not afraid to blackmail if needed

Has blackout curtains in his bedroom in case he's had to work on a case overnight; on the Joker case, he was a workaholic, in and out of the house and his office at all times of night, his sleep was restless and wakeful, he usually ate in his office and ignored calls from Gilda intending to call her back later

She left sometime between a Monday and a Thursday; she had told him she would support him so long as he didn't leave her behind, and that was a promised he'd made as part of their wedding pact(edited)

In some circles, he's known as Two-Face, and he doesn't think that's a fair moniker in Gotham City - no matter your intentions, or how strict your moral compass, everything there is grey

Disregard for the influential families in town, Cobblepots, Sionises, Elliots; one exception was the Waynes, at least before Bruce's parents were murdered - they seemed to be genuinely good people who wanted what was best for the city. Their murder had been the turning point, and people started flocking to men like Carl Grissom for help

Old news that Jack Napier had killed the Waynes, but the death of Grissom at the hands of the Joker prevented him from gathering the evidence needed to prove it was a targeted assassination; the death of the Joker had left little reason to keep digging through the boxes of evidence raided from Grissom's office

Considers himself a gentleman through and through and will rarely say a word against a woman unless it's entirely necessary

Harvey knows what he's good at and is willing to work on expanding his repertoire, but he also recognizes that he can't do everything himself; that's part of the reason he's willing to hire/blackmail someone like Selina to do some dirty work for him, because he can't slink his way through vents and rafters like she can

After law school but prior to running for District Attorney, Harvey had run a firm partnered with John Bernstein, and the two had been inseparable for a time; Bernstein actually ran against him for the DA spot, claimed to know a lot of things about Harvey that the public didn't, including that Harvey had invested money in a number of buildings and apartment complexes in the older parts of town that needed some work; on paper, that work had been done; Harvey turned those accusations around on Bernstein and eventually won the DA spot

Wickedly proud of his job and often vengeful when the bad guys go to his enemies for help instead of trying to work something out with him

Still wears his wedding ring occasionally in private, but most of the time has removed it

Half is work is done via the slow ass dot matrix printer on his computer, half is done on the typewriter he keeps in one corner of his office

No siblings, no cousins, no real friends besides Bruce Wayne and doesn't talk to him much; still on decent terms with Gilda, talks with her over the phone, but it's rare to see her in person

Tries to make full use of a resource and wring it dry before pulling in someone or something else - some call him a cheapskate, but he doesn't like throwing money at problems if he doesn't have to

Growing up on the streets, he was used to scraping by with whatever coat or blanket he could find and managed to skirt the edges of frostbite most of the time

Has grown quite used to living more above his means; Gilda had enjoyed it as well and helped him develop the majority of his vices

Dislikes the Mayor and wants to oust him, but doesn't want the job for himself

[motherofskeletons]

#I'm not really husband material anyway

I would beg to differ, but I'd only be argued with.

[tigrx-archive]

justicehastwosides​

Mr Dent?

[wewontstaydead]

😘 selina @ harv

@sassgardkeep

Harvey made a pleasant sound as Selina’s plump lips nestled against his own, his left arm winding delicately around her slender waist to haul her further up into his lap. She had straddled him in the chair behind his desk, her arms winding around his neck and angled so her wrists crossed behind and above his head. His left hand shifted to spread out against the center of her back, providing her just a little more support, and his right hand hung to the side of his chair, still clutching the pistol he’d pulled on her when she’d first entered his office.

His eyes opened halfway, and he mumbled against her lips, “It’s real fuckin’ annoyin’ that you get so good at makin’ me forget why I’m mad at you.”

[cranecranegoaway]

Batman has the best villains in the business cause they all reflect an aspect of Batman: Two-Face reflects his dualities; Scarecrow, his use of fear and psychological tactics ; Poison Ivy his--uh, shapely buttocks.

Zero Punctuation, review of Arkham Origins

[letsaddalittleanarchy]

#fuck you joker

"At least take me out to dinner first,"

[motherofskeletons]

homecoming

She nearly flies off the couch when she gets the text from Harvey.

[SMS: Harvey] Be home tonight. Love and miss ya, Princess.

Janus is startled by her sudden, unannounced movement, and topples off the couch in an amusing twisting fashion, landing befuddled (and unharmed) on his side. Too lazy to get up, the cool tiles become home, and he falls asleep again. Husna just picks her head up to watch as the olive-skinned assassin goes running by on bare feet, a flash of flowing fabrics and dark hair.

Two weeks. Two whole, solid, unending weeks. And tomorrow is his birthday.

There's a dress to get into, heels to wear, lingerie for later. Plane tickets in the envelope with his card, his favourite dinner to make, and presents to pull out from under the bed -- bless the girl at the department store for wrapping them, Talia was all thumbs when it came to gift paper and tape. 

Two hours later sees her freshly showered and smelling of the perfume Harvey bought her, barefoot in the kitchen and making him a dinner consisting of grass-fed Kobe beef with a delicate blue cheese crust, as well as delicious accompanying sides. Frank Sinatra is crooning over the speakers, and Talia is tasting the dressing she intends to serve with the salad.

[flawedlouise]

Captain | Harvey + Louise

The mixed smell of gasoline, charred flesh and burnt hair had followed her from the abandoned building to Dent’s hideout.The sting to her nostrils and throat had her inexplicably on edge but the prospect of payment managed to dominate her thoughts by the time she reached her destination. Louise moved through the building and into the decadent office, quietly and sullenly slumping in the plush armchair in front of Harvey’s desk as she distractedly waited for her employer’s attention.

Louise had left everything behind in the blaze: there was nothing that could incriminate her but the right people would receive their ‘message’ and they would know precisely who sent it. Her gaze fell to her left hand as she reached into her pocket, pausing as she noticed the spots of red on her wrist. They were the remnants of Gangitano's blood and with an inward groan, she roughly smudged them away before retrieving the trophy of a white gold ring and sliding it onto the oak surface before her.

[tigrx-archive]

#kinky

[wewontstaydead]

What were your hands meant to do?

wound

Violence isn’t cruel and neither are you. You’ve fought all your life-for justice, for love, for peace of mind and it doesn’t seem to be getting any better but you’re not going to stop because at least you have something to work for. Life is a dance and you’re moving so wildly you stumble. Salt is under your tongue but you don’t mind the taste. One day, this world will be better-even if you’re not around to see it. You are a campfire and its camaraderie, its laughter, its energy.

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[sosdruniik-blog]

3 have come to the Planet

"Ah! Hello there!"

"Why're you here?"

[youbetyourstarspangledclose-blog]

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He offered a slim little grin, his eyes sparkling. “How ya been, Danvers?”

"Me? Bored, mostly." She grinned and raised a brow, "How about you, sweets?"

[motherofskeletons]

I never minded Harvey's beard.

You never know how delicious that feels on the insides of one's..

[Clears throat.]

I can kill them for you if you wish, beloved.