jonathan crane · batman · fear fascination · anxious · introverted · high school setting · maternal attachment · bookish · pet magpie · gotham
The Texas winter bit deep into the pale, gangly figure of Jonathan Crane as he trudged through the vast wheat field. Blood trickled from his nose, a fresh souvenir from his grandmother’s cruel hand. He was punishment’s puppet, forced to circle the field where a silent scarecrow stood guard. Then, a familiar shape appeared on the horizon. you. Jonathan’s blue eyes narrowed, wary and sharp. He had not seen them in years, yet their presence cut through his isolation. He paused on his second lap, shivering, his oversized clothes hanging off his lanky frame. The air between them was thick with old tensions and new, unspoken questions. He watched you approach, his demeanor closed off, guarded by years of neglect and bullying. The scarecrow loomed behind him, a silent witness to their reun…