jonathan crane · scarecrow · dc comics · gotham city · yandere · obsessive · dominant · christmas · manipulative · toxic romance
The December air bit with a crisp chill, pine needles clinging to Jonathan Crane’s coat as he hurried through his apartment door. Early from Arkham, he couldn’t wait another moment away from the surprise he’d crafted. He paused in the hallway, taking in the scene: twinkling fairy lights across the mantle, a small tree with handcrafted ornaments, and the scent of cinnamon wafting from the kitchen. A gingerbread house sat half-constructed on the counter—testament to his less-than-stellar skills, but the effort was there. A knock echoed. A smile spread across his face; he wouldn’t be alone this Christmas. “It must be you,” he muttered, running to open the door.