#yandere gotham rouges

[recreationalfanfics]

Yandere! Roman Sionis x Reader

Note: I have a huge crush on Roman Sionis (not the BoP version) so I wanted to try my hand at writing him <3 Also, I am going with the version where he can take the mask off.

Roman Sionis was a lot of things.

He was a trust fund kid who relied on daddy’s money all his life until he decided to take that money for himself.

He was a horrible business man so he turned into a mob boss, you know, as you do.

He was a whack job who had a sick and twisted obsession with you and was currently holding you captive.

But you honestly think that the worst part about him was that he was incredibly snarky and condescending. To you at least, his countless victims would most likely complain about his sadistic and brutal torture methods, but you doubt that you’d ever experience that for yourself. Mostly because Roman knew how to psychologically torture people in other ways.

“There we go, don’t you feel all pretty now?” He hummed, tilting his masked face and speaking in a way that made you know he was smirking. 

The scene is tense for everyone. His gangsters stand behind the other tailors who are sobbing quietly as they sit on one knee, you can feel the uneasiness of the two tailors behind you as they silently pray and beg repentance for every sin they’ve committed, but what makes it worse is that all eyes are on you. You want to avoid speaking, one of Roman’s favorite pastimes is to find a way to misinterpret your words on purpose so he could have an excuse to kill someone, to guilt you into thinking that you were the one who condemned them to death despite him pulling the trigger. You feel your stomach churn, knowing that someone was going to die for Roman’s own amusement, and he knew it too.

“C’mon, give Daddy a twirl, yeah?” He hums. 

Daddy.

You scrunch your nose in disgust. You absolutely hated it when he called himself that, it made you want to shrink into yourself, and rip your ears off so you’d never have to hear him say it again. He probably knew you hated it too, guessing by the way he chuckled at your incredibly obvious reaction, and it’s probably the only reason why he says it. Still, you do as he says because you have no choice and try to twirl for him enthusiastically. The last time you tried to be nonchalant about a gift as a form of subtle protest was when you were getting fitted for a ring, that resulted in one person losing their life and the employees getting all of their ring fingers cut off, and you know what Roman said to justify/blame it on you?

“You deserve only the best, sweetheart. If they can’t give it to you, then I don’t think they should be alive.”

Maybe in another life, where you were an equally depraved criminal, you would’ve found his words to be genuine and sweet. However, you knew that Roman Sionis was incapable of being genuine and sweet, and that this was another one of his mind games. A warning for future reference that if you wanna try and resist him, even in the most tiniest and insignificant ways, he will not stand for it. 

“Absolutely stunning.” He praises, standing up to walk towards you. 

You resist the urge to step away from him, no matter how strong it may be, because you know that’s another way to get someone killed. Instead you stand there, obediently like the good spouse you were, and don’t flinch when he brings a gloved hand to the diamond necklace around your neck.

“But you know me, I’m a sucker for you wearing anything expensive,” He says, almost in a tender tone as if there was some truth to his words, but you don’t think about that. Instead, you think about his next sentence:

“What do you think about it?”

You gulp and you look up at him, your eyes silently begging him not to do this to you. Not to make you have to stand outside the shop as you hear gunshots and crying, shamelessly throwing his arm around you with small droplets of blood decorating his nice white suit, and leaving you lying away from his body as your haunted by what you could have done differently even if you knew Roman wouldn’t have let you. His dark eyes stare back at you with nothing but a mischievous glee and you were on higher alert than ever.

“I love it!” You say, forcing your best smile and cheery tone.

He fidgets with your necklace between his fingers, his eyes now studying the way the diamond sparkles rather than your incredibly unconvincing expression, and he just says: “Yeah? That right?”

 Still, you nod eagerly and continue to try and guess what he wants to hear: “Yeah, it looks really good on me, I think! I really like the style, a-and the material, and the uh-” You lose your train of thought as he slowly lets go of the diamond hanging from the sterling silver chain, letting it fall back down to your chest as he slowly starts to walk behind you, and the goosebumps start to rise on your skin. You didn’t like this, you didn’t like this at all, but you still tried your best to keep going, “the, um, the color is nice.”

“The color, hm?” He mumbles, his hands gently massaging your shoulders as he lowers his mouth (or where it’s supposed to be) next to your ear, “You sure about the color, sweet thing?”

You nod your head again, giving a shrill “mhm!” because your words are dying in your throat. You hated it when he got too close like this, it made you nervous, and you wanted him to get away from you. You wanted to push him off, to scream and run, but you also knew you couldn’t do that. His silence made the very blood in your veins run cold but set your mind on fire as you were trying to figure out how to salvage this already doomed moment. 

“Really? Because you hate this color.” Roman states, his hands moving from your shoulders to your waist.

Someone’s sobs become a little louder than the rest and when Roman turns his head to look at them, you quickly turn around to face him again and put your hands on his chest. It does what you intended it to do because his eyes are back on you.

“I changed my mind!” 

“Nah, I don’t think you did. If I recall, you absolutely hate this color because it reminds you of me.”

There’s an edge to his voice now, a petty “gotcha” kind of one. He wasn’t wrong, though, because he tried to give you something in the same horrendous color early on when he abducted you and you blew him off. Saying how you wouldn’t want something so gross and so…him. You gulp, realizing two things: 1. Roman had an excellent memory regarding you and 2. You just lied to his face. 

And he hated it even more when you lied.

You stammer out apologies and excuses, anything that could help the situation but he steps away from you before taking out his concealed gun. One of the workers lets out a fearful cry and tries to back away but one his False Facers comes and grabs them by their shoulders, walking closer towards Roman despite the fearful protest of the poor innocent civilian. They were going to be the first one to die.

“I mean, c’mon, none of ya had the decency to look at how unhappy they were when they saw the color? None of you guys stopped to ask them what was wrong and fix it and put a smile on their precious little face?” He shakes his head as he loads his weapon. They beg for their lives as you try to plead with the devil himself.

“Roman, please, they probably didn’t want to go against you! Th-They knew that you knew best and I- I promise I love this color-” 

You sound so pathetic, yipping at the big dog not to use his fangs, but you had no power here. No one did except for Roman Sionis, a man who never did anything other than to get more power for himself and to make others miserable, even the one he claimed to love the most. 

Then it hits you.

Your body reacts faster than your mind as you take the fleeting opportunity to have one hand grab his mask and the other to grab his tie. Not even Roman was aware of what was happening as he tensed up the moment he felt your lips against his. You gripped the mask tightly in your free hand as you kept a strong hold on his tie, even pulling him closer towards you as if you were trying to chain him to you. As if forcing yourself to do this usually romantic and loving act is enough to break his need for blood. And it does.

Once Roman understands what’s going on, he drops his gun and cups your face with his hands as he kisses you back. Tilting his head to the side to deepen it and his body relaxes. You might not see it but you cloud your mind completely. His eyes stay open for a while as he sees one beautiful tear stream down your cheek before they go half lidded and he surrenders himself to this bliss.

You’re making his heart do the thing again.  You did it to him the first time he met you, then you did it the second time, then so on and so forth, and here you go doing it again to him. You wonder why he’s so addicted to you, don’t worry, he does too. He wonders why he bothers with such an ungrateful little brat who doesn’t appreciate his gestures and only pays attention to the crimson that stains his hands, why he bothers with someone who sleeps on the farthest part of their bed as if Roman was some horrible monster they didn’t want to touch, but it’s times like this that he remembers why. It’s because you were the only one who could make him feel this way, who could give him a taste of what love felt like, but also made him feel so powerful when you did stuff like this as a last resort.He pulls away for air, your lips chase after him despite being out of breath as well to try and buy a little more time, but he’s just gonna tease you later and ask if he was just that damn good of a kisser. 

Roman stares at you again, this time really looking at you, and his hands still cup your face gently. His pants softly under his breath as one thumb from his hand gently caresses your cheek. You stare at him with hopeful eyes and while he does love keeping you at the bottom of his heel and remind you whose in charge…he figures that this time it wouldn’t hurt to let you have your way.

“On second thought, boys,” He starts and he loves the way you edge closer to him unintentionally, “...Let ‘em go, they can be off the hook. This time.”

You let out a breath of relief but then shyly hand Roman back his mask, your hand letting go of his tie and wrapping your arm around his. As he puts on his mask, he relishes in the feeling of you resting your head on his shoulder and being more affectionate with him. Maybe you were so relieved that you managed to get through to him or maybe you were just exhausted with everything that went down but you fall asleep on his shoulder during the ride home and when he’s done admiring the sight, he gently puts his head on top of yours.

[starwrighter]

Dude, get a restraining order

(Prompt) (Ao3 link)

(The results from the poll have arrived!! You have chosen unintentional Yandere Damian! )

Danny had a feeling the next several months were going to suck. Out of everyone in his school, he'd been the one picked for the whole "Transfer student," nonsense. With his reputation, you'd think he'd be the last person you'd want to show off out of state.

Regardless, Danny was chosen, and now he was on a plane headed to New Jersey Gotham. "The City of Crime" sounds like a blast and a half. All the rouges and criminals that wouldn't be his problem to deal with. It seemed like heaven in theory, but Danny knew with his luck he'd be getting mugged left, right, and center.

Pressing his face against the window, Danny allowed his mind to wander. To the portal, the friends who wouldn't be here to support him, to the ghosts who didn't want to kill him. Dani and Val were going to pick up the slack back home but that wouldn't help with the rumors no doubt going around about Phantom's disappearance. He could only hope he still had a secret identity when he got home.

Maybe if he did crime against the local vigilantes he'd get sent home early...

No, the rouges and local criminals did that on a daily basis they wouldn't crack from a little trolling. Or maybe they would? Then again, Red Hood used guns and the current Robin ran around with a real ass god-damn sword so trolling was a bad idea.

In all honesty, Robin was intimidating even with the little information he had about him. All he had were blurry, articles from various news outlets and attempted interviews with some ridiculously persistent reporter. Robin sounded more cryptic than he was! The entire concept of a teenager his age manifesting out of the shadows and chasing him with a katana would forever be his biggest concern during his stay in Gotham.

When the plane touched down Danny was left in a busy airport terminal. Vague instructions from his teachers and chatter from the employees trying to get him out onto the street as soon as possible were all he had to go off right now. Also, a brochure that he was 90% sure was all bullshit.

Gotham's air felt closer to smoke than it was anything breathable. Burning his nostrils, a scent of gas and cigarette smoke pretty much engulfed the city. It was so bad the second he took a breath, his core jolted, snapping into gear, not allowing anything to enter his lungs before it filtered. He'd never been so glad about dying until now, and never had he ever been as impressed in a population as he was now.

Danny had only been here for ten minutes or so but he'd already come to the conclusion that Gothamites were as metal as amity parkers. Wandering through the city, Danny tried to keep his face neutral. Not a smile or the slightest tell that he wasn't from here. He'd rather not get mugged before he reached his apartment. Though, maybe a fatal injury would get him sent home early.

Looking down at the map on his phone, Danny drew closer to the apartment building he'd been assigned to stay at. Supposedly, it was closer to the rich kid school he'd be temporarily attending. Why they decided it was okay for a teenager to live by himself in Gotham was a complete and total mystery. He could only hope he wouldn't die a second time during his stay.

Getting the key from the front desk was a much easier process than he'd thought It'd be. But it could never be quick enough. His suitcases were heavy!! And he was so very very tired. When he got into his apartment he tossed his suitcases onto the floor, inspecting the place he'd be staying for the next few months. It pretty good setup, a bathroom with a combined bath and shower, a tiny kitchen for cooking, and a small bedroom with a twin XL mattress. Grey sheets that Danny didn't quite trust were clean. Danny barely had the time to settle in before he was pelted with schedules, school rules, and uniform requirements.

His uniform as supplied by the school was a navy blue blazer with the school label embroidered on the pocket. A tie striped black and blue tucked into a stuffy-looking dress shirt. Overall it felt more like he was dressing up for one of Vlad's stupid Gala's than it did school.

He wasn't given any time to unpack, not a second to relax or get used to his surroundings. Nope! He was expected to pack up his school supplies and head to school right away! Seriously, not a minute before the front office was asking where he was, as if offended he didn't teleport to school the moment he touched down.

The school itself was intimidating. Twice the size of Casper High, it looked like a private school. It also looked like a school where he'd face severe bullying. Just from looking at the entrance, he could tell this building had proper equipment down to the most obscure of clubs. Kids rushed past him some looking panicked as a school bell rang while others just seemed annoyed.

He strolled leisurely through the school hall on the way to the office. There was no rush, he didn't even want to be here. What were they going to do? Send him home? Oh no, what a tragedy! Snickering under his breath, Danny scrolled through the avalanche of texts Vlad was sending him. All of them pertaining the same message of "Get your ass to school you're making me look bad!" It almost convinced him to skip but the pissed-off edge to the office lady's voice in their last phone call was enough to goad him into creeping into the office.

A face of thinly veiled annoyance rested on the desk lady's face. He could barely get a word out before a school map and schedule were shoved into his hands. A bare-bones explanation of the school rules was given along with his school ID before he was all but shouted at to get to class.

You'd think there'd be an adjusting period where they'd walk him through everything and let him get settled in at his own pace, but nope! This is Gotham! Apparently, that's not how they roll with transfer students. It's like they wanted him back in amity as much as he did.

He wasn't sure if he liked that or not...

(I don't know who want's to be tagged for this one)

[onmyyan]

If requests are still open may I please ask for a crumb of yandere papa scarecrow/crane from the dark knight series with a darling who’s like deathly anaemic 😳👉👈💐

A/N: This took me like a year oh God I'm so sorry anon if ur still out there this one for you babes NOT EDITED OR SPELL CHECKED LMAO

TW'S: YANDERE, SCARECROW IS HIS OWN WARNING LMAO, HE THINKS HES SMARTER THAN YOU, DRUGGING

Yanpapa Scarecrow is a menace to everyone but his baby, sure he doses you with fear toxin, but not for his usual goulish reasons!! He genuinely thinks he's helping you in the long run, the moment he realizes his attachment to you, and two things happen.

He feels an overwhelming gut punch of feelings he thought himself long incapable of, concern for another humans wellbeing, fear? For their safety? It was nauseating and exhilarating all at once.

He both loathes and loves how you scramble his mind, of course he has to take you home the first chance he gets, it's the only way to truly keep you safe, because ignoring the fact that you're a fully capable adult completely unrelated to the mad doctor, once he decided it, you were his, and comparing the two of your minds made you basically a toddler to him.

He felt like he was doing you a favor by stealthily breaking into your home, hiding in the shadows of your once safe apartment, tainting the air with his foreboding aura, even though you didn't see him, you felt him. Eyes suspicious as you checked behind your shoulders, the almost childish way you left the lights on, hesitant to be in the dark for some reason, until you had to rest no matter the chills up your spine, you turn off the lights and all but sprint to bed, your chest pounding so hard it's all you could hear.

He's breathing heavily, slowly as he watches you in your natural habitat, his eyes never leaving you as you clutch your blanket closer to your stiff body.

He knows you know somethings wrong. He loves how this feels and before you can open your eyes to face the monster in your room, he's injecting something in your neck with surgical precision, the drug forces your eyes to remain shut, a dreamless slumber, it was a small kindness he could offer you before he began 'fixing you', it would be hard, but he knew you could make it through, you were his kid after all.

He lifts you with ease, taking care to handle you with an uncharacteristic softness. He brushes a stray lock of your hair from your face as he stares down at your peaceful, slumbering face.

"Don't worry, you'll be fearless soon, nothing will ever hurt you again."

Once the two of you settle in a routine, one where he let you out of the terrifying, dark, dank, lab he'd been desensitizing you in, you fell into an oddly comfortable if not occasionally tense relationship.

He's ontop of your health like nobodys buisness, makes you take your medicine on schedule no matter what he's doing at the time, if he feels like you won't on your own he will pause mid torture of some poor soul just to send you a text, "Remember your medicine dove! I will bring home dinner." He says smiling to himself before continuing his torture, his mind half on his research and half on what you'd like to eat.

If you never try to leave him he is surprisingly wholsesome, has absolutly stopped a rouges meeting to answer your call, gases anyone who even thinks of clowining him for it, you two have father daughter bonding days where he has you as his lil assistant, proud of everything you do.

"Go ahead and press the plunger down now darling, don't mind the screaming, it means you're doing well! :) " All and all a great platonic Yandere father figure to have as far as sadistic psychos in Gotham go 🎃🧡🖤

[ice-cream-writes-stuff]

Hello! I just saw your Matriarch post! Can you possibly do a prologue about her backstory and her going to the other dimension with a batfamily and batmom that are still alive and together? And possibly a part 1 where she just walks into the Batcave one night after she sends out an all-call to the bats and the league and once they all start questioning what is going on she comes out and tells them about her backstory and how she'll prevent her future from happening by offing the rogues one by one and saying something like "I'm the only one who could ever succeed in doing this. And do you know why... it's because I know exactly how each and every hero and villain alike think. I know every plan and protocol in place that both sides of the gallery (i.e. meaning the heroic side and villainous side) have in place, how to stop or outsmart them, and every single possible move any of you could make against me. If you think you can stop your wife, mother, friend, or whatever else I am to you, then by all means... I invite you all to play my game, if you can capture me AND discover my plan, then I'll stop for good and go back to my time. But should I be victorious, well, the world and all of you are MINE."

Sorry for it being so long! And for the long monologue!

[Damn, that is good!!]

[Matriarch Au]

Notes.

In this au (Y/N) pretends to be a hero for the public sake. A part-timer of the league in the future.

Bruce doesn't know (but has suspicion) she is killing or torturing almost half of his rouge gallery.

She's afraid that Bruce won't love her become of his no-killing code.

There's technically a "(Y/N)" in this timeline who meets Bruce and falls in love. But, The Matriarch technically killed her before she could meet Bruce.

But here's another question. How does this (Y/N) interact with the Batfamily?

Since (Y/N) knows of each horrible thing that has happened to her children and lover. Batmom is very protective then most other Batmoms.

She still wants to give her children freedom, but also knows that when she did... They were beaten or almost killed for the sake of protecting others.

Batmom decided to mess with this world's timeline so it would be better than her own. But still deliberately decided to let some things stay the same.

1st Example, Dick Grayson. Now depending if Batmom came around before Dicks parents demise is up to you. But in this instance where she did, Batmom would try to save his parents but it doesn't work out.

2nd would be Jason, this is where it gets kinda fucked up.

Batmom is a very caring individual but Matriarch isn't.

Batmom would do whatever she can to make sure Jason will never know of his mother being alive. Batmom will even go out of her way to guilt-trip Jason and emotionally manipulate him. To the point where he doesn't care if his real mother is alive or dead.

But, if Jason does end up curious and decides to find his mother. Aw hell he ain't gonna be free from Batmoms protection. Including Matriarch.

Batmom will get Bruce on her side to not let Jason out of the house or better yet city to look for his mother. It will take a lot of convincing and emotional manipulation part two. Anything regarding Jason's mother or possibly anyone close to bearing resemblance is wiped from the Bat-computer database.

If Jason managed to find a way to convince Batmom or escape Gotham. You are three steps ahead as Batmom or Matriarch.

The only way Jason could even wind up dead is if Batmom was a second too late.

From that point on if that happens, it'll be a much worse for the latter members and friends of the Batfam.

(Y/N) has and will install trackers on everything and anyone. Your always listening, always alert.

You'll put on the facade sure, but the truth of it all is that.. You're no longer just "scared". No you're terrified, to the point you have the smallest threat or villain is your biggest enemy.

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[I'll write more for Batmom/Yandere/Villain reader! I swear! If you guys want more let me know, I still gotta describe how Matriarch Au deals with villains.]

[Maybe even write a angst dead dove do not eat fic later hopefully. Thank you for reading!]

[lonleywriters-blog]

Could I request some yandere Gotham rogues falling head over heals for a rogue! Reader? Like the readers the newest rogue on the block and is very dedicated to getting their name out there/getting revenge on the people who drove them down this path.

I would love (not sure who you wanted so I guessed)

Yan. Gotham rouges with new rouge

Victor heard from fish that a new rouge was in town. When he first met you he watched you commit crime from afar. He was obsessed the second he saw you. He loves to stalk you and will officially meet you and tell you about his occupation. He will buy you tons of things including weapons. He will spoil you any way he can. He loves that you are also a rouge it makes it so much easier for him. He also finds it very hot.

You are one of the first rogues he meets. He didn't need to talk to you to know he was in love. He is very attracted to the fact you are considered dangerous. He loves watching you fight or kill. He is like a puppy trying to get your attention. He will hang around you even if you tell him to stop. He assumes you are just in a bad mood if you yell at him. You are known as partners in crime, even if you didn't agree.

Sees you in fishes bar. He will stalk you to no end. He doesn't like that you are doing rouge work, you could get hurt. He will watch you to make sure you are okay. Will plan your first meeting as an accident. He will charm his way into your life. Will buy you protective gear.

You were a rogue when he still worked for the police station. He was obsessed with the way you worked. Feel super hard for you, and sees getting to you as a puzzle. Once he is the riddler he won't be shy in getting you. He will make you like him. There is no option you are his. Does not mind your villainess work.

He was obsessed with you after he read about you in his brother's journal. He would track you down. He tells you he will help you get your name out. He will manipulate you into staying by his side. You become his queen and you are very respected.

She is the queen rogue and will offer you to join her. You being desperate to be known say yes. You become a power duo and rule most of Gotham. Shall anyone see you as a target they will be killed. She loves doing rouge work as a date night with you. She treats you like royalty.

She hears of you in Barbara's bar. She will seek you out and find you entrancing. She will leave a plant as a gift for you. She uses plants to spy on you. Meets you by sneaking into your house and making you dinner. She will make you stick next to her. You two are a very cute but dangerous duo.

She knows everyone and you caught her eye. You commonly went to her bar for information. She adores you and will talk to you casually until she asks you out. She is very protective and will threaten everyone and anyone who stands in your way.

[rae-raewrites]

Could i request hcs of a yandere arkham aslyum Riddler with a psychiatrist darling?

Anon this like the best request requirements like, yes! Psychologist s/o! Yes all the way!

(Gotta use an assault on Arkham gif for this one because the green bean doesn’t show up physically in game🥲)

Arkham asylum riddler yandere hcs

Warning: yandere behavior,kidnapping,possessiveness,stalking,gaslighting,forced closeness,mentions of death

He doesn’t bat an eye when he hears through the Arkham grapevine that he’s being transferred over to another psychiatrist,he’s probably the patient with a record of making the most many doctors quit due to becoming a “problem”

But then he gets taken to your office by arkham security and gets the surprise of his life,a clean newly decorated office. A newbie? Now? With him?

Was sharp trying to get you killed? Was he the entry test?

But then he actually meets your bright smiling face and he’s enamored.

An extremely intelligent graduate fresh out of GSU.

His first session with you starts off with him testing the waters like he does with all his previous psychiatrists. When you actually guess one of his riddles right he genuinely feels his heart skip.

After that session he starts actually being excited about going to see you now. Wanting to see how far that intelligence goes. He also asks one of his informants on the outside to run some checks,your rather interesting aren’t you?

That’s when his possessive qualities start to strike out. Trying to extend his time with you past your allotted hour,he starts scaring the guards to leave him be with you a little longer.

You’re convinced he’s getting better

Of course when you find a book of riddles all scribbled in on your desk,that you know you didn’t put there,you get concerned.

Your next session you bring it up but he just sits their smirking playing innocent.

“Now why would I be out of my cell? That’s definitely against the rules,after all, you said I’m getting better aren’t I?”

A few days later one of your patients ends up dead. zsasz somehow got his hands on a knife. And then another death,and another,and another.

Arkham upper management sure as hell doesn’t give a crap to look at your concerns

Which leaves you all to him. The other rouges backing off a while ago of course

Your sessions at this point getting increasingly more intense. You mention Batman’s name once and he’s enraged.

“Keep that slimy cheater out of your mouth!”

So call it a surprise one night when you’re getting ready to go home and there he is,sitting on your desk with everything. His costume,his cane,everything.

“Hi diddle diddle,time for a riddle~”

Let’s just say the next few months are not well….

Constantly flirting,manipulating and testing his way with you becomes the regular occurrence for a couple of months. Making you come with for crimes,constantly sneaking pecks on the cheek all while he’s got a firm eye on you. Finally you and him outside of that hell hole! Now you don’t have to wait to have a session with him!

Of course the threat of everything you love being ended is always on the table,he’s made elaborate traps dear,he isn’t afraid to hook anyone you love up in them

At one point he kissed you so deep you accidentally moaned. He was practically ecstatic for hours!

“Edward I didn’t mean…..!” “No no my dear I understand well. My genius is rather attractive isn’t it?~

The only reason it took the detective so long was because Edward kept leaving clues that lead to nothing,he eventually got too cocky leading him to go back to Arkham.

By this point you left your dream job,your degree a danger now but unable to move out of Gotham now due to gcpd witness protection. Batman promising he wasn’t coming back.

However a few months later your freedom certainly doesn’t last as you come home to find a riddle on your bed.

[fangirl--writes]

Gotham Villains as Parents: Part Two

Part Two of This Request  asking about the Gotham Villains as Parents! I love these types of requests honestly. I am absolutely feral for ideas like this.

Included in this ask are the other Legion of Horribles Members: Brigit Pike (Firefly), Victor Fries (Mr. Freeze) and Jonathan Crane (Scarecrow) Tetch is excluded because... well you’ve seen the show.

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🧊 Daddy/Uncle Fries

He always wanted kids with Nora so kids are something he’s comfortable with

Attentive, Doting out of all the Rouges he’s the most balanced.

Bed times, Proper meals (as well as one can in a frozen tundra home.)

Introduces them to Dad Rock

FEIRCELY PROTECTIVE OF HIS LITTLE POPSICLE. 🍧 🍧

If He babysits- it’s all junk food, sugar and movies they’re not allowed to watch

Chill Uncle 🧊 🧊

“Hey we got pizza and they chugged a two liter on the way here bye- “

If the kid can’t turn to their actual parent, he’s always there.

Like Jonathon he’s always down to play whatever games the kid wants

Rad Heeler vibes

Spoils them secretly like Bridget

“I saw this thing I thought they’d like, or this reminded me of them…it’s no big deal …

🎩 Tetch is EXCLUDED.

He gives least favorite family member vibes

Creepy uncle you try to avoid

😱 Brotherly Jonathan Crane

Big Bro Scarecrow

Immediately feels protective upon meeting them

Man of few words but will always play with the kid if asked

In and out of scarecrow attire… just plops down for a tea party or action figures

Teaches them to draw and colors with them ✏️ ✏️

Reliable Baby sitter tho (the kids LOVE him)

Will have all their preferences in a book or committed to memory

Watches over them while they sleep yandere…just a little

“You’ll never need to fear again.”

Honestly, it’s a super cute sibling relationship

🧨  Auntie/ Older Sister Firefly/ Bridgit Pike

Tbh I don’t see her as a “mom” role

Cool Aunt Vibes/ Older Sister                         

Auntie Bridget   ✌️

Acts like she doesn’t care about them

She does.

ESPECIALLY if the kid was pulled in off the street/ Narrows

teach the kid how to use flame throwers  “For Self-defense only.” JK

Will steal them from school / sports / any event… any excuse to hang out

Matching outfits

Ice-cream and Arson 🍦 🔥

If the kid has relationship problems they go to Bridgit

 “Cool, where do they live? we’ll set their car on fire.”

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[storybookstalker]

Ooh can you do something more with platonic yandere Joker?

yess let’s do it~ I’m gonna do two different verisons of platonic bc why not 

Parental Platonic ~ Joker

He is your Papa now

He’s still in the mindset of wanting to prove himself to you, that he’s the best daddy in the whole world!

Immediately jumps to torturing and killing the people who dared to take his precious baby from him aka your biological family 

He has a whole story set up!

Your whore of a mother walks out of him and you after you’re born to chase after some rich guy (he has proof!!! completely not fake proof! nope haha not fake at all), leaving your poor papa to raise you all by his lonesome 

Then a couple months later he falls head over heels over this Rockin gal! The real deal, he thought!

And then I’m not even going into the details, all you need to know is gang wars and murder = you kidnapped by probably a super nice family 

Villains!! Taking an honest man’s baby! How dare!!

He’ll put you in school of course! 

Probably just him putting on a really shitty costume and doing his best

Chances are pretty low that he’ll actually put you into a normal school because fuck school, he wants you to be smart not a boring normie!

Plus, he’s not a complete idiot, he knows that if he takes you anywhere in public batman will catch on REAL fast

Joker did technically kidnap you Afterall, but hey!! He’s a way better old man then that other guy could’ve been! 

You’ll be encouraged to follow in his footsteps, but even if you don’t, as long as you don’t become a “good guy” he’ll be very proud of you no matter what you do!

Friendship Platonic ~ Joker

oh partners in crime

This is probably one of the few cases in which it’s not super likely he’s going to kidnap you

Sure, he’ll forcefully drag you into committing murder and other undesirable, probably illegal activities that are totally friendship goals!

Aw, at least the friendship bracelets are wholesome sometimes! 

Keyword, sometimes

He’ll randomly drag and/or show up at your house to watch shows and movies with you, or laugh about his latest horrible act

Tieing you up and taking you out to some popular hang out to talk and “catch up”, trying to get you in on “jokes” and even trying to get you to suggest ideas for what his next ‘big hit’ should be

If he’s still not getting through to you, he may even go as far as to copy your favorite tv show, probably twisting it in some horrid way in the process

He’ll even replace said show’s place on run time with his version! Or maybe just do it on set and have some of his guys bring you over to watch in person

OH! Doesn’t that sound like a hoot? He’s sure a try-hard when it comes to getting people to like him

[recreationalfanfics]

Yandere Bane Headcanons:

- Not very likely to kidnap you, unless the Batman notices his dangerous obsession with you and tries to take you away from him, but other than that; he would try to avoid kidnapping you. Not to mention that considering his past with growing up as a Prisoner on Peña Duro, he would feel incredibly guilty if he had to lock up his darling but would do it if he believed it was in your best interest.

- That's because he has resources and contacts all over the world, not to mention that Bane's mind works at far greater levels than the average human brain. He KNOWS your psychology, he has observed you long enough to know how you think and what exact thoughts go through your mind. If you ran away, it would not be long before he found you. Honestly, the longest you could escape from him without the help of the Batman would be 3 days, possibly 5 if he takes a day or two to plan out your little reunion with him.

- Bane doesn't like to punish you, he rather hates it. You aren't meant to cower under his touch, you're meant to lean in to it. To seek it out for protection, for when you have lonely nights and need his body close to yours, and to feel how he treats you so gently and softly compared to most others.

- Instead, if you do something bad that he doesn't like, he gently reminds you that it would take no effort to hunt down your loved ones and thats all he has to say. You stare at him as your imagination runs wild at what this hulking brute could do and when he sees that his threat has finally sunk in, he reminds you that it depends solely on you and your behavior if he'll make good of his threat or not. He then turns around and walks away, leaving you alone with your thoughts. You'll make the right choice and be more compliant from there, he's sure of it.

- Bane just really isn't a sadistic yandere to me, given his past, he doesn't want to break you nor does he want to hurt you, deep down; he truly does love you. So while he may not be a threat to YOU, he is a threat to those who he perceives to be threats or bad influences on you. They will be taken care of swiftly and without your knowledge.

- He will romance you naturally and considering his affinity for books, I garuntee you that he'll be hard to resist. Yes you will be put off by the fact he's a literal war criminal, terrorist, and supervillain...you also are not blind. He is a very fine specimen of a man, the accent and his softened behavior towards you definetly doesn't make it any easier for you to resist him. Even then, he is a man of substance and intelligence so there will definetly be an intellectual attraction in which you can talk to him about anything and he will engage with you about it.

- He is a prominent figure in the criminal underworld and holds a respectable reputation among other assassins and mercenaries, basically, no one is going to mess with you and if they do, they will die a lot sooner than they expected to.

- Okay but in the comics, after he uses venom, he canonically gets sleepy so not really a yandere thing but after using venom, he would most definetly seek you out to be his teddy bear. Holding you close to him as his strong grip keeps you in place as he begins to doze off.

[recreationalfanfics]

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.

[recreationalfanfics]

You think Yan!Bane would interested in a Shinobu Darling? (KNY) She comes in like a Butterfly (I had too say it 💀)

Darling who’s physically inferior than a lot of people, but her intelligent, wit, reflexes, agility and creativity make her stand out (Using Poison but she’s also a Doctor and a incredible one, able to make medicine that fixes/repairs Bane’s Body after he uses Venom)

Yandere! Bane x Shinobu! Darling Thoughts:

No, because I just think this is a fascinating prompt-

- NO, HE MOST DEFINETLY WOULD LOVE A SHINOBU DARLING/DARLING WHO IS SIMILAR TO SHINOBU.

- He really does respect your ability to adapt and overcome your shortcomings and obstacles. It would be something that sticks out to him because he also had to do that growing up to survive so he'd immediately feel a sense of kinship with his darling because of that ability.

- He also, straight away, does not underestimate you for a second. Like if you tried to do the knife shoe thing that Shinobu did to Giyuu, he'd be impressed but it just proves to him that you are wildly unpredictable and that's something he will keep in mind as his obsession with you grows.

- His obsession with you doesn't fully take root until you show that there is some sincerity in your sickeningly sweet facade. Such as if you were to tend to him if the venom or another injury weakened him significantly. Bane does not like feeling vulnerable, so he is hesitant when you offer to help but as you work on him and heal him, this seals the deal.

- With that being said, if you catch onto his unhealthy obsession with you right away, he honestly finds it thrilling how you try to evade his attempts at courting, stalking, and etc and how you see the more darker side of his romantic efforts. Like you see that his love for you is genuine but you also see that the lengths he'll go to for it are terrifying.

- But he likes that you're a bit resistant, because it's been a while since someone could match wits with him and despite your shorter stature, it's your unpredictability that really sticks out to him.

- Unlike a normal darling who Bane would see as precious and defenseless, you have proven yourself strong in different ways aside from physical. He would want to test that and provoke situations in which you have to show him what other tricks you have in your sleeve and to see your limits. You'll be a little scuffed up but you won't ever be seriously harmed if he believes you can't handle it.

- So yes, he would most definetly be interested in a Shinobu darling and while he would be tougher on them, it's vecause he believes and admires their resolve and adaptability and to not test them would be wasted.

[recreationalfanfics]

General Yandere Bane

THIS MAN IS FINE OKAY.

"Aw, mi vida, don't look at me like that." He coos mockingly, chuckling when your brows furrow even more towards him.

He chuckles as he makes his way over to you, his hand stretching out to touch your face. You try to move your head back but it's useless considering you were gagged and tied up to a chair. The tips of his fingers gently touch your cheek and slide under your chin, tilting your head up to look back up at him. His dark brown eyes behind his mask hold a shine of amusement to them but there was also something else. A softness that he has in his eyes that's so different compared to the usual icy detached look his mug shots had or the internalized anger when he stared dead at the camera's in the middle of his arrests. Yet you couldn't really say you've ever been scared when you met his gaze because he never looked at you that way. He looked at you like you were the one thing in the world that could give him peace, like you're very eyes were softening his hardened heart, and like you were the most precious and priceless thing on the planet. He looked at you like you were his lover.

Your heart would've been soaring from your chest with the way he looked at you, after all, his physique was impressive but there were other things that were admittedly attractive about him. His deep rumbling voice heavy with his accent, the way he spoke so intelligently and flatteringly towards you, and how despite his brutish self, always treated you so gently. However, he was still a monster. He had just snapped the necks of your fellow Arkham colleagues and then abducted you.

"Una mirada tan aterradora en tu cara." He jokes to himself as you continue to stare at him like he was the shit under your shoes. He pulls his hand back from your chin and crouches down in front of you, finally face level to you. He tilts his head to the side and he has a small smirk on his face, "You're truly a vision."

"He'll stop you," You say, sick of his smug face. Sick of how cocky he looked in front of you. Sick of how small and helpless he made you feel, "The Batman. He'll always stop you."

"Ay, Mi vida, you forget," He says, standing up again, "I've broken the bat before, both physically and mentally. While he did triumph many times, this time will be different."

You raise an eyebrow, "How?"

He messes with the gauntlet in his hands, the viens of his muscular arms turn green and you watch in horror as his lumbering shadow grows and grows before you. He's taller now, his eyes now glowing green, and even with his muscles being even more humanely bigger than possible. You try to shrink into yourself, your back leaning against the chair as far as possible, your head lowering to your shoulders, as if you wanted nothing to do than to dissappear from his line of sight.

"Because if he tries to take you..." He cracks his knuckles and his neck, "Romperé todos los huesos de su cuerpo."

[storybookstalker]

How about a villain/Gotham rogue who's obsessed with a member or ally of the Batfam who's romantically involved with one of them?

Gahh I saved this bc I wanted to write a little fic on it, but I think I’ll give you a mixture of both so I can start working my way back to being confident in writing fics AKA I’m using your request for practice and I hope it’s still kinda what you wanted

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Killer Croc, otherwise known as Waylon Jones, had reached a point in his life where he just wanted to be left alone

Breaking out of places like Arkham was more of him trying to get away from annoyingly exhausting doctors rather than him wanting to do criminal acts

Life had become dull and somewhat of an endless cycle

But recently, things had taken a brighter turn

A new hero had hit the streets while he was in Arkham, and they had found him hiding in the sewers 

“Ah, the infamous Killer Croc, I was wondering when I’d meet you.” 

At first, he thought they were going to attack him, mock him or try and use him like most others had done. He was tired and not in the mood, and like had become a habit to him, his only words were a loud growl as he lunged his daggered claws into them. They sprung out of the way, and while he was confused, he didn’t stop trying to get them to either knock him out or leave him alone. They didn’t do either of these things. They just kept moving out of the way until he got too confused to keep at it. 

They seemed to realize he was confused, they smiled and explained they knew he wasn’t doing great. “I was always interested in you, I mean, there really isn’t anyone like Waylon Jones; but besides all that, anyone would be tired if they’d gone through what you did. So how about I quietly bring you back to the Asylum no harm, no foul, instead of the whole violence act thing?”

So that’s what happened 

In a haze of wondering if this was really happening, he let you take him back to Arkham without the bat or GCPD being alerted

He hadn’t heard of you before, and hell, were you good at making first-impressions 

After the first mention of his “villain name”, you hadn’t used it since

Waylon didn’t really feel any way about it at first, just a new hero

As he spent more time following their mentions in the papers and the news reports on them

Any time spent outside of the cell was focused on this new hero

Which increased a bit with his “good behavior”, not much though since he still didn’t want to talk but he didn’t mind not having a massive inflow of information

‘No,’ he thought, peering up at the hero from a drain, ‘it doesn’t matter much’. Crawling out of the drain later, finding them again as they leaped from building to building, following them to the place they used to change from hero to civilian, killing the small-fry criminal who so much as mentioned their name, watching them fall in love, kiss, having someone else’s scent on you. Waylon didn’t really feel any way about it when he first met in the sewers that cold night. He didn’t, he really didn’t, but things are warm now. Things smell nice. 

Waylon didn’t really feel any way about the blood coating his claws, about the mangled body on the floor in front of him. So when he heard his own voice for the first time in a long time, he didn’t know how to describe the way he felt about it.

“They’re mine.”

[storybookstalker]

Before

Impulsive behavior is up 73%

If he can’t see you for at least 8 hours a day, he’s going to have some people that look exactly or close to you

treating the good ones how he would treat you and just killing the bad ones

He has his goons look after you, video taping you and taking pictures for him

Not always discreetly, but sometimes that confused, anxious eyes looking at the camera him really gets him off

He’s sending you flowers and flower adorned hats along with pretty Alice dresses

Expects you to wear them all the time, especially when going out somewhere

His crimes and how violent they are shoot up when you don’t, leaving hints behind about you not wearing them (the same flowers for example) for the media to spread and for you to see what you’re making him do

For you to know how bad a person you are for not accepting him even though you probably don’t know Jack shit about what’s happening nor that he wants you

After

Crimes shoot down way below what they’ve ever been

He’s going to be in the same room as you no matter what, the only exception being when he’s doing crime stuffs

Once you stop trying to claw his eyes out (most likely when he finally manages to put a mind control chip on you), he’ll be wanting to be holding or at the very least touching you in some way at all times

His goons aren’t allowed to look at you

Or breathe in your direction if he’s in a mood

Matching flowers, maybe even flower crowns (his would go around his hat) if you ask nicely 

forces you to do very very violent things (consciously) if you refuse, or to watch him do it for you

Carving exactly what you did wrong into the poor person’s flesh, if you really fuck up or are just too fast about the cutting he’ll make you cut how you can fix your wrong into their skin as well as what you did 

You aren’t doing anything

You’re his lovely Alice! And your so fragile, you shouldn’t have to do anything by yourself

[storybookstalker]

Which of the yandere!Gotham rogues would be the worst if/when they discover that not only is their Darling trying to leave with their child, but they went to *Batman himself* (or maybe someone like Nightwing or Oracle) for help?

Ohh jeez, Most, if not all of the rouges (the main ones at least) would be EXTREMELY pissed if their obsession ran off to the big bad bat. ESPECIALLY the Joker, the Riddler, and Black Mask. Two-Face COULD be up there in the most pissed off group (as in might actually explode due to anger), but there’s also a chance he might be just a little miffed. Harv would either just shrug it off, or get violent/angry enough to easily bypass Joker’s rage. It’s really just a flip of the coin with that one. 

Ra’s could be up there, but he’ll be more angry with himself/bruce/whoever you ran off to. GOD I could and WOULD happily explain all of my favs (which is a lot lol) but I’ll get to the point. It would really depend on HOW you ran away and your relationship with them beforehand, but narrowing down the worst as being the reader’s/child’s suffering then Joker, Deathstroke, and possibly Two-Face would be the worst of the worst when that kind of situation popped up. Riddler is very close but he’s rather easily calmed (won’t admit it but he’s very very soft for his kid)