Oc Doodles From Twitter (part 1)

I’ve been asked to post the other photos. So here they are.

Also a texture of John’s phone when he texted to the pact. So emotional XD

A collection of Jack’s nicknames for his cupcake Rhys

or

shit Jack says to Rhys

connor smiling because of hank  (´∀｀)♡

I have been struggling to find any good wallpapers with 457 for the phone. If anyone can send it to me or share a link where I can download it, I will appreciate it very much 🙆‍♂️ Thank you ^^

As Long as I Have You

(A/N) This is actually my first time ever writing a fan fiction, it’s quite rushed and I’m more experienced in writing essays than actual stories so im sorry if it’s bad

(Takes place post vigilante route, might continue..? Idk)

“Visitor for John Doe”

John lifted his head after hearing the announcement, apparently someone thought he was actually worth being visited. It had been several days (or perhaps weeks? Hard to keep count) since the incidents and, quite frankly, he wasn’t holding up well at Arkham.

He peaked through his cell door to find none other than Bruce, he was actually there, intending to see him.

“Bruce!”

The cell door was open and Bruce made his way in to greet his friend. He wasn’t quite sure of what he would do once he reunited with John, but he couldn’t rid of all the guilt that had been building up inside him since their last meeting. Bruce accepted one thing for certain, his feelings for John Doe were real and his need to protect him has and will continue to remain.

“I’m so glad you could visit me here Bruce! I’ve been wanting to see you again ever since I got here, and here you are! Wanting to come visit me all by yourself!..Or is it someone else that I should be concerned of?”

John’s tone from being somewhat optimistic to critical made Bruce feel more on edge than he already was. He was prepared to take any sort of beating from John if it meant atoning for all the ways he wronged him, yet frankly John’s words hurt in more ways than any physical fight could.

“No one’s pulling any strings now John, I came here to visit you because I wanted to, because I care. I don’t plan on leaving your side any time soon, especially when your in this position.”

John was clearly taken back by Bruce’s sudden statement, and Bruce himself knew what he just said had sounded almost nothing like him. Having Alfred’s constant hospitable nature seemed to inspire Bruce to try the same method of comforting on John, who always needed constant reassurance. Seeing John’s heartfelt smile afterwards made Bruce feel sorts of fuzziness inside, confident that he just may be the one to bring back John Doe, the only man who could bring a smile to his face even under hardship.

“Well now that you’re here, what is it you’ve been wanting to know?”

“How have you been holding up?”

Bruce knew it was risky asking anything related to past events, he wasn’t sure whether it would tick off something in John ,but he needed to grasp John’s current state of mind in order to understand how it is he’ll deal with mending to their friendship.

“Honestly Bruce, it’s been feeling a lot less like returning home and more like a prison. I know I said I missed Arkham at times but that changed when I came back, I miss being outside, full of freedoms and opportunity, Bruce and John taking the world by storm!” John giggled at the thought.“..Returning here has given me too much time thinking alone, Bruce. I’ve been so busy reading other people that I forgot to read myself. I had time to reflect, and now I see that I’ll have to come to terms with that…Arkham is truly where I belong.”

Bruce got up and suddenly grabbed hold of John, looking straight into green eyes that were once so full of light suddenly seeming to fade.

“Don’t you ever think that about yourself, John. You’re not a criminal who belongs in some padded cell, you’re special and have become the most significant person I’ve ever met,and you’ve changed my life in so many ways I’ve become unsure of which direction im heading if you weren’t beside me.”

Bruce held John’s hand between his own and gave it a slight squeeze

“I’m going to be with you every step of the way John, I won’t ever leave your side. Not now, not ever. I need your strength to get through this. Promise me that, John. Promise me you we’ll make it out together.”

John jolted up had tears streaming down his face as he hugged Bruce tightly, holding on to him for dear life. Bruce could feel just how many emotions he must be going through and hugged back, just as eager to feel John’s embrace.

“I promise you Bruce, when I said I wouldn’t let you down, I still stand by that.. Oh gosh, I’m so sorry for everything Bruce, the fact that you’re actually here and still by my side.”

John took a moment to breathe and gather his thoughts

“Promise me, Bruce, promise you’ll visit me everyday, and never leave my side.”

“I promise, John. No matter what happens, I’ve got your back.”

Knowing they had each other was all they needed. And they were content with that.

Telltale Batman or “I’m going to befriend all the Gotham villains.”

Family time!

I’m so happy that Alfred seems happier with Bruce in the vigilante trailer. In the villain trailer, he seems disappointed in Bruce for betraying his friend. In fact, it even sounds like he’s scolding Bruce for doing so.

However, in the vigilante trailer, Alfred doesn’t seem reluctant at all in introducing himself to Joker.

It seems as though Alfred approves Bruce’s decisions in the vigilante trailer. It’s risky for sure, but Alfred is more than willing to give Joker a chance, seeing that Bruce trusts him so much.

He’s a supportive father figure who wants what’s best for Bruce. Perhaps he sees the connection that the two share and he’s happy to see his son care so much for someone. He wants Bruce to be happy, and he sees that John and him have a deep connection, so he supports their relationship despite the danger that arises from it.

Alfred is a fantastic and loving father.

Visiting Hours (Telltale Batjokes)

Summary: Bruce begins to visit John regularly in Arkham. John isn’t the only one who starts to desperately depend on the visits.

AN: Episode 5 tore my heart into tiny little pieces and then the post credits scene stapled a couple of the pieces back together. I guess this fic has been one of my ways of coping with it. This was based on my personal playthrough, so Alfred has left and Tiffany is no longer in the picture, leaving Bruce pretty much all alone except for John. A lot of this fic is based on my own headcanons as to where John and Bruce might be heading in the future, but I hope that some of you still get some enjoyment and emotional healing out of it.

The full story is available under the cut. Fair warning: this one is pretty long.

VISITING HOURS

Bruce knew that after everything that had happened between himself and John Doe, most people, or at least most sane people would have stayed as far away from him as they possibly could.

He couldn’t though. No matter how much he told himself it would be the smart thing to do, Bruce just couldn’t bring himself to stay away. He cared about John far too much to do that. Besides, what did the two of them have now if they didn’t have each other?

The orderly that had shown Bruce to John’s new cell announced his presence, and Bruce found himself suddenly gripped by a fresh wave of anxiety. It hadn’t really let up since he had left the manor that morning, which was now far too still and too empty for his liking. Bruce still wasn’t entirely sure how John was going to react to Bruce’s presence; whether he would welcome and accept Bruce’s visit, or whether he would simply tell Bruce to go away and leave him the hell alone. Bruce wasn’t sure what he was going to do if it was the latter.

A latch on the door slid back, revealing the smallest of windows through which John could peek through to see the outside world.

“Bruce!” he exclaimed, his eyes immediately lighting up as soon as they came to rest on him.

Bruce adjusted his tie, still feeling a little nervous, but then John’s face shifted into a wide grin; one of pure joy, and Bruce felt as though a ton of bricks had just been lifted from his shoulders; as though the darkest corners of the hallway had suddenly gotten just that little bit brighter.

Even if he had nothing else then at least he still had this.

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Hey, Telltale, if you pull a “JOHN WAS PLAYING YOU THE WHOLE TIME AND BECOMES THE JOKER NO MATTER WHAT” on me, I swear to god I will come to your house personally and throw glitter on every fucking rug you own do not test me let my boy be happy