PanicProne
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She was dead; he knew that for a fact. He’d watched the light leave her pale, spiteful eyes himself hours ago, feeling the sharp, cold rush of absolute control for the very first time in his miserable life.
She fell down the stairs. That was the line, if anyone ever bothered to ask. She was old, the steps were steep, and the pine railing had been loose for a decade. An accident. It happened all the time.
No one would ask.
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A look at Jonathan Crane's origins and his eventual return thirty years later with Edward. -
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“To name them would invite attachment. In our line of work, you know that's a liability.”
Something in Edward’s chest twisted. A liability. The word rang hollow, betrayed by the obvious tenderness on Jonathan's face. If Jonathan truly believed that, he wouldn't spend his afternoons tending to a flock of wild birds. He was attached—he just refused to acknowledge it.
And if there was room in Jonathan’s guarded heart to secretly care for a flock of stray birds, then perhaps Edward wasn't as foolish as he felt for hoping there might eventually be room for him, too. -
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A collection of short Scriddler ficlets.
Each chapter is a different prompt given to me from people on Tumblr <3Series
- Part 1 of Scriddler Ficlets & Reflections
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“You play pretty,” Jonathan said. “Real pretty. But every note’s planned out before your fingers ever touch the keys.”
“And your point?”
“My point is you don’t listen.”
Edward let out a short laugh of disbelief. “Listen? You stormed into my performance like a drunkard with a death wish. And now you’re criticizing how I play?”
A few nearby patrons laughed into their drinks.
The man’s expression barely changed. “You know how to improvise?”
Edward lifted his chin. “Obviously.”
“Then prove it.”
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Southern Gothic Musician au where Jonathan plays the fiddle and Edward the piano.Series
- Part 3 of Scriddler Ficlets & Reflections
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Edward didn't move, didn’t look away.
He couldn’t.
Thoughts stopped forming somewhere in the middle of it. He could only watch in abject horror as the shape in front of him—Jonathan, still somehow—became something else entirely.
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fool in the heart by storm_warning
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Rogues! (Podcast), CodotVerse
02 Apr 2025
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Need, he thought sourly; such a useful tool. But so dangerous, and so fickle. One could easily discover they hadn’t ever needed something they thought they’d die without, or that they’d needed something all along and never realized until it’d gone away.
Jonathan was driving him out into the countryside to kill him. And Edward was letting him.
What the hell had he gotten himself into?
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26 Jun 2025