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#arkham makes the villans worse
just-an-enby-lemon · 2 years
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I subscribe to a Batman who is happy and CARES. To the Batman that after discovering Killer Croc killed two cops trying to protect homeless people from them, just let Waylon go scoot free. To the Batman that wants the Robins to not be like him. To the Batman that promissed Killer Tut that he wouldn't let the doctors/wardens in Arkham abuse him nor any of the patients again and meant it, that was sorry he wasn't able to do it before. To the Batman who helped Clayface rehabilitate and accepted him into his vigilante family. To the Batman that supported Harley and was glad she lefted Joker. To the Batman who say how tje Drakes negleted their son and aitomatically letted Tim move to the mansion. To the Batman who say a young kid steal wires and decided the kid needed support. To the Batman who failed Jason because he hoped that meeting his mother would help him. To the Batman who did his best to convince Clark to accept and raise Conner. To the Batman who started trying to garantee no lod would have to lost their parents and that realized that he wanted more than that, that he wanted a Gotham that people liked to love in. To the Batman who could've healed any other city but failed cause Gotham is cursed and still keeps trying cause he cares.
But unfortunally this Batman is rare. Specially after Miller and Nolan sucesses. We still have him from time to time. But not always.
And Arkham is Bedlam (fourth day reminding people that). The most important part of Batman's rogues gallery exists or because the system failed them again and again and people don't care about mental heath or - in the worst case scenario - because the writers see mental illness as a moral failure. Bruce is a hero cause he doesn't develops it. His vilans are evil cause they are crazy. (I do preffer the one who doesn't stigmatizes it and again a good Batman media is also a good critique of the instituions of power and the prejudice put over neurodivergent and mentaly ill people or just use the also huge but not so popular part of Bruce's gallery that is just capitalistic assholes and forms to preserve the corrupt system or just sane and evil).
Anyway. Batman is my favorite hero when portrait right. Wich is not soo often, but when we have it, it's beutifull.
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thekillingjoke-haha · 3 years
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We’re Batshit Crazy
@spnquotebingo​ Word count:1,609
Summary: Love isn't all that perfect sometimes love is crazy especially when the Hero is in love with said crazy.
Gotham AU
Jason Todd(Jensen Ackles) x Villan!Reader
Enemies and Lovers (none of that "to" bs)
Gotham Recasting: Batman=John, Dick Grayson(second Robin not first) =Sam ,Tim Drake=Adam, Joker(ledger style)=Lucifer, Harley Quinn=Lilith,ect.
Warnings: Mention of death, blood, guns, and violence
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The mad laughter rung out into the night sky as the purple Lamborghini hit corners with violently sharp turns. "Oh puddin I just love family night!~" The pale platinum blonde giggled as the man with green dyed hair licked his smiling lips. A bubble of laughter came from the back seat he turned around to see his princess looking out the small back window. "Batsy batsy batsy" Her low/high pitched giggle caused a crazy chain reaction as the bat mobile hurried to catch up. "Always ruining our fun,huh,princess?" The clown king shifted his gray-ish blue order into the mirror grinning making the scars on his face raise into a sinister smile at the look of pure chaos in his daughter's e/c eyes. "Not tonight! Not on my birthday!!" She said as she smiled reaching under the seat to pull out a Tommy gun. Climbing to the front seat sitting on her mothers lap she leaned out the passenger window. "Go back to the Rat cave your not gonna put a downer on my weekend!" Y/n yelled shooting off round towards the tires,windshield,and headlights.
The mobile didn't seem to have a scratch as as a motorcycle pulled up beside it. Slipping back in the car the younger women pouted looking at get parents. "He called his little birdie no doubt the replacements in the car." Y/n huffed as she dug around for more fire power. "Puddin we have a visitor.~" The red mask gazed at us as he lifted a forearm pistol. Shots were fired and Joker took a hard right almost like tron the motorcycle quickly turned into a ally to avoid being hit. "Sorry Princess might have to cut tonight shot." He said licking his lips as a thump came from the roof making the youngest clown snarl her eye crazed as she shot above her as the purple car swerved wildly. "YOU'RE RUINING MY BIRTHDAY,BATS!!!" Y/n cackled madly a mixture of her parents laughed till the magazine ran out.
They got to one of their warehouses where Jokers men were armed to the teeth. The clown mask had black soulless eyes and immediately fired the moment the batmobile entered. Y/n skipped out of the purple Lamborghini she got on her tippy toes and kissed her dad on the cheek. "I got the hooded punk. Can you clip the bats wings for me...a little present?!" He laughed as he armed himself with a shotgun. "Anything for my princess." The f/c sf/c female clown skipped away knowing that the motorcycle riding vigilante was hot on her tail. That's how she found herself on the roof tops jumping the gaps as heavy footfalls followed. Her loud laugh echoed as she leaped to a smaller building hiding behind a vent the moment the brown leather jacket came into view she tackled the tall man. They were both panting as a grin pulled on the clowns lips.
Y/n POV
"Caught ya,Jay bird." I giggled pulling of the helmet his apple green eyes covered by a second mask stared at me he chuckled as his hand slipped above his head in mock surrender. "Yeah you caught me,beautiful." Leaning down I kiss him my hands pushed into his cheeks my thumb running over the scarred J. We've been dating for awhile now ever since dad kidnapped the second Robin at seventeen. I was fifteen at the time and dad had me at his side as he tortured him.I was always there to stitched him up and put burn cream after shock therapy I didn't know how we got attached maybe because he wanted to rebel a little by talking to me or someone around his age saw the same if not worse shit.
Six years ago(Y/n 15 Jason 17)
"Why are you helping me?" Looking up his head was strapped down along with his arms and legs. I shrugged my shoulders I knew who he was if I wiped off the make up and temp dyed my hair I was the honor student in the same class as him. Jason Todd anyone with eyes had a thing for him,but after removing his mask it wasn't hard to piece together who the bat fam is. "I know what my dad has planned for you Jay. This is just a band-aid on a gunshot wound and might I say that's very unhelpful." This was the first I spoke to him and it wasn't long before Dad beat him to death.
Two years later.
I sat in the back of the car as Frost drove. We just left the cemetery. "Why are we doing this,n/n." He asked looking in the rear view mirror at me. I'm seventeen now my thoughts screamed at me. Why was I trying to bring him back? "Because I crazy that why!" I giggled as we grew closer to the lazapit. He was dressed in a black suit with red tie his body sunk into the water as I waited. A loud gasp drew my attention as he shot up a white streak in his hair. "Heya sleeping beauty." Looking over in shock he lowly made his way looking like a baby deer. "I'm alive,but h-how?" His green eyes looked at me. "A Ghoul owed me a few favors I just asked to use his fountain of youth." Handing him a towel and some clothes. "Sorry about the outfit,but Arkham does have one size fits all." Jason chuckled as he started to dry off.I realized why I brought him back. I was crazy about him.
Two more years later(two years ago)
Jason wanted to stay dead he didn't go back to His dad and brother after he realized that neither of them tried and save him. It was sad to see,but it brought Jason closer to me and he started to trust me and I gave trust in return. Blood coated my hands while some was on my face. Looking at Jay some was speckled on his cheeks taking the pockets square out of the mobsters coat I wiped it off he looked down at me his arm slipped around my waist pulling me closer my breath hicked. "Will you be my girlfriend,my little jester?" A large smile grew on my face as my arms went around his neck pulling him down further. "Gladly,Jay bird." I kissed him not caring if my lipstick stained his lips and he didn't seem to care either as the kiss grew more intense. We shared our first kiss at nineteen surrounded by dead bodies as sirens and the unmistakable sound of the armed batmobile. At least he's as crazy about me as I am about him.
One year ago. (Jason POV for a sec)
I came to Bruce I hate to admit it but I needed advice about the one think he knew best. Women. It was just a couple of months ago he found out I was alive and shocker he managed to drive Dicky boy to Blüdhaven to get away from him to get his own image and not just Robin. Oh and surprise surprise when out of robins he had a spare like a tire and it's name was Tim. Nevermind that I stood across from Bruce in his home main office he had a frown on his face. "You're dating someone and its serious and I didn't know about it?" He asked trying to deduct everything. "I've been dating her ever since I came back. As strange as it might sound,but I want us to be something more." That's when the billionaire playboy stood up standing just a inch shorter then myself.
"Life is short Jason and you've experienced that first hand if you feel that both of you are perfect enough to be more then go for it." Perfect wasn't realistic nothing was ever perfect my life isn't perfect her life sure as hell isn't she's the clown princess I'm a bat son. Maybe that what makes us so good together the fact that it would have never really happened any other way life is just crazy like that.
Present
Staring into those vexing green eyes always brought me back. We're both twenty-one him being older only by a couple of months. "Happy birthday,gorgeous." His voice brought me back as my smile grew. We were standing up now he held a box wrapped in my two favorite colors. "Awe you shouldn't have." I grab it and opened it a gun was inside it was red and gold revolver it looked like my moms love/hate gun,but it said King/Queen. Looking at Jay I reached to hug him when suddenly he dropped to one knee pulling out a box with a beautiful f/c ring and ruby gem. "This feels over due. You took care of me when I was considered enemy number one. You brought me back from the grave when my own family didn't try. And this might sound stupid,but I had a crush on you in middle school you were one of the only people that didn't give me pity after Bruce adopted a street kid." He licked his lips as he gave of a small smile. "Together we are far from perfect, but we are good. You complete me...Y/n M/n Napier become my queen?" My eyes glossed over with tears my make up running down the pale foundation. "Oh my god of course!!!" I jumped into his arms hugging him tightly before letting him slip on the ring. "I love you." "I love you more crazy." I chuckle it sounded watery in my throat. "If I'm crazy then that makes two of us. You wanted to marry me." Yep we're both batshit crazy.
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A/n: Quote= We are far from perfect, but we are good. ~Supernatural
Is it just me or does Jensen look fucking hot as Red Hood?! I'm mean he's definitely a reason to move to Gotham
Well first crossover AU in my bingo card
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just-an-enby-lemon · 2 years
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I forgot my daily Arkham is Bedlam posts.
But is never to later to restart.
Day 5 of teeling people Arkham is Bedlam and that comparison exists to make the Rogues scarier. So yeah "mental illnes = scary murder" is being a weird Batman coding since Arkham was created in october of 1974.
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just-an-enby-lemon · 2 years
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Day One of reminding people that Arkham is based on Bedlam.
And when I say Bedlam, I'm not refering to today's facility, but the image still present on people's head about Bedlam. Arkham is a victorian age madhouse in the XXI century (and this unfortunally isn't an unrealostic scenario).
I genuinally blame Arkham for the villans waaay more than Batman.
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just-an-enby-lemon · 2 years
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Day three of remembering people Arkham is Bedlam.
Where I coment about the terrifying fact that people paid to see the patients in Bedlam and it was a London tourist atraction. And while now days we don't do that anymore society as a whole still uses fiction to dehumanize and gauk at neurodivergent and mental ill peoole for entertainament and Arkham embodies it.
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just-an-enby-lemon · 2 years
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Day two of reminding people that Arkham is based in Bedlam. The victorian version of Bedlam.
In it I also put Arkham as the watsonian reason for why so many Batman villans start as mere silly thiefs and end as terrorists/serial killers.
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just-an-enby-lemon · 2 years
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The fact that it took soo long for people to start to writing "what if Arkham bad actually" when Arkham was literally conceptualized with Victorian Bedlaam in mind is insane to me.
Like yeah, of course the mental institution that torture it's patients, uses methods of treatment that were proven useless years ago, perpetuate the notion that everyone there is unsavable and constantly does human experimentation is bad and uncessfull.
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just-an-enby-lemon · 2 years
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My complex and dark headcannon of why Harley ended up with the Joker:
▫️One of the questions that I always find in the Batman fandom is how exactally was Harleen placed as the Joker therapist.
▫️The Animated Series answers it with the very unfortunate explanation that Harley's destiny was her fault.
Now don't get me wrong I love TAS implication that Harley would became a villan with or without the Joker, she needs this type of authonomy, to be the one who jumped in the acid and not the one who was pushed into it. My problem is with the implication that Harley only got to her position (best student in the course, a high paying job in Arkham and a famous pacient of her choice) by sex favors. It undermines my girl capacity and inteligence and honestly she could've sleept around and being great.
▫️This problem seems to be acknowledged in modern depictions of Harley. Now days instead of portraying her as a bad professional who got everything by favoritism, the more common portray of Dr. Quinzel is as someone competent but inexperienced. She just got out med school and while she is super smart she does not have the experience to see through Joker.
▫️While I personally like this second incarnation of Dr. Quinzel it oppens the question: why was she dealong with Joker to begin with?
▫️For some reason both this portrays seem working with Joker as some kind of merit, disputed by all doctors in Arkham, - instead of the most likely outcome of the dificult patient no one really wants - the ambitions of being the one to correctly diagnose and cure the Joker surpassing any self-preservation (or medical knowledge as they all talk about a cure and not the most likely outcome in a normal situation of long term treatment). In this sense portray one seems more realistic Harley had to do something drastic to earn such a important patient. Being the better in class just isn't enough anymore.
▫️Here I ofter my headcanon in option C:
- Harley was the best on her class and that plus some recomendation letters from former professors and from Gotham General - where she did her intership/residence - got her the dream job in Arkham.
- She wanted to work with the patients of the Asylum not specifically with Joker. And on the first days she got easier cases like Condiment King, quickly reciving more dangerous patients but who weren't difficult in therapy like Poison Ivvy (who just didn't talked to people), Riddler (who talked too much but never about the topic in question) and Mr.Freeze (who loved to talk about Nora).
- The problem was: Arkham is based on Bedlam. Not only that but Gotham is notably corrupt. So it didn't took long to Harleen to start to notice the misdtreatment of patients and how the funds they recieve didn't add up. She opposed it.
- Afraid she would denounce them to the media (the cops already knew and didn't care and she knew it) and cause them to lose their jobs or worse discover about the humam experimentation (yeah Arkhan sucks this much, no news here) the director of Arkham at the time decided to give her a case that would purposifuly mess her up. Way more experienced doctors had to leave Joker's case because it was inducing violent or suicidal comportaments in them. To an inexperienced doctor with an already secret violent dark side that would be devastating.
- Of course the director just wanted to make Harley quit. He was not expecting what came next.
- Harleen Quinzel became Harley Quinn and the rest is history.
- The worst of it all: Arkham stayed the same. All the progress she did with patients and all the notes and evidence she had to denunce the place were lost. The true villans of Gotham won. One more to the looney bin.
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