(Western Crossover) The Scarecrow and the Rose

He had once held that bouquet of roses. Its heart throbbed in his hands.

Then its vines and thorns grew, pierced his palm, embedded themselves beneath his skin, and took root in the depths of his soul, following the scent of blood.

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Before Ashley retired for good, she received one final job: get Dr. Klein to willingly confess to his crimes.

But she found that the man was damnably her type, so she decided to satisfy her emotional needs before sending him to prison.

A sweet love story between a sophisticated scumbag of a psychiatrist and a silver-tongued, compulsive liar of a girl.

So sweet it'll give you a toothache. If it's not sweet, you don't pay.

The love interest is Scarecrow from Nolan's Batman. You don't need to have seen it to enjoy this story. The entire plot is original. Updates come when fate allows. If you're reading this, it was meant to be.

Warnings: 1. Neither lead has anything resembling morals.

2. The author's writing is trash, and they love to fake steamy scenes, constantly testing the limits of getting locked.

Theme: The rose on Planet B612 devoured the snake.