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nosferatufaggot · 2 months
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SORRY WILL NEVER GET OVER IT!
"Do you think I care for you so little that betraying me would make a difference?"
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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halcyonfawn · 6 months
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the meaning behind "face the raven" theme in "wild blue yonder" and more
a continuation of this post. i need to talk about this otherwise i'll explode.
some people have also said that this theme is playing in "last christmas" and "hell bent" (thank you for pointing that out, i'm going to die) which makes it all even worse (better). therefore, this post is, more or less, destined to turn into capaldi's era brainrot. but not all of it, i promise.
you've been warned.
first of all, allow me to refresh your memory. let's look into the context of the scenes where we heard this music theme before.
"last christmas"
according to series 8 official soundtrack, this theme is a part of "every christmas is last christmas" and is heard quite clearly two times. they're both important scenes for the doctor and clara.
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too late.
a moment full of regrets and nostalgia. the doctor thinking he's lost clara again, wishing he would have come back sooner. clara reminicing her life without the doctor in it.
"so no one matched up to danny, eh?" "there was one other man, but that would never have worked out." "why not?" "he was impossible."
it is (heavily) implied that "one other man" is the doctor. does the doctor himself realise that she's talking about him? open for interpretation. but what this small exchange truly does is showing a game of saying something without actually saying it.
"can you really see no difference in me?" "clara oswald, you will never look any different to me."
yet another way of dancing around words. there's something special and touching about this last line. it is sort of a confession of unconditional love. but the word itself - love - is never spoken out loud.
then again, twelfth might be face blind.
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second chances.
now, this scene is a complete opposite of the one mentioned above. it's full of hope, anticipation, happiness. a beginning of a new arc. he is given a second chance and he takes it. the doctor asks clara to run away with him once again. and she says "yes" without hesitation, takes his hand, kisses him on the cheek.
conclusion? these two scenes are focused entirely on the doctor and clara's relationship. it is there to show their strong connection, how much they mean to one another. utter devastation at the thought of their time ending and the absolute joy of reuniting after being separated. a chance at a happy ending. which also makes the music that plays on the background their theme.
"face the raven"
"every christmas is last christmas" is now turned into "face the raven" and is asocciated with clara's death. it also makes the previous name even more heartwrenching since last christmas was literally clara and doctor's last hurrah. we can hear this piece of music appear in two scenes as well.
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clara's monologue about facing the raven.
"if danny pink can do it so can i. die right. die like i mean it, face the raven. maybe this is what i wanted. maybe this is it. maybe this is why i kept running. maybe this is why i kept taking all those stupid risks, kept pushing it."
she's accepting her fate and aknowleges her recklesness all the way throught the season 9. it was meant to be. there wasn't enough space for two doctors in the tardis.
"i let you get reckless" "why? why shouldn't i be reckless? you're reckless all the bloody time! why can't i be like you?" "clara, there's nothing special about me. i'm nothing but less breakable than you. i should've taken care of you."
this scene is also about how a human life can be so very short compared to the time lord's and how easily it can end. it's fragile. and it's the doctor's curse: bearing the pain of losing his loved ones.
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clara meeting her fate.
as she approaches the raven, ever so brave, the doctor watches her. he hears clara scream, then witness her collapsing onto the ground. it is extremely painful, but this is, i repeat, the doctor's curse: watching his companions leave. there's no use in running away from that pain, it haunts him every step of the way.
"hell bent"
next time, "face the raven" theme can be heard during the memory wipe sequence. there is no name given for the background music in this particular moment, but it's quite obvious it represents loss and... letting go?
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the doctor is about to make clara forget their time together (does that ring a bell, anyone?).
it is worth pointing out that the music becomes the loudest at the exact moment the doctor says:
"look how far i went for fear of losing you. this has to stop. one of us has to go."
it is the culmination of their relationship. companions that push each other to extremes. together they might destroy the whole universe in order to keep each other safe. there's no other way but to separate. they've formed such a strong connection than one is ought to forget the other.
even though at first the doctor is determined to wipe clara's memories, he then admits she is right: it is unfair to take away all that wonderful time they had from her. so he gives her a choice. or, more like, an offer to play a russian roulette. it's either you or me. i'm not going to press that button. we will do this together.
to summarise: all of these moments featured a strong connection between clara and the doctor. it also tells us a story about how hard it is to lose someone you care about deeply, especially for the doctor.
how is it all connected to the doctor and donna?
memory wipe
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the doctor has to make donna and clara forget about him in order to keep them safe. expect that he doesn't give donna a choice, wiping her memory almost instantly, without saying a proper goodbye to her. obviously, he didn't have enough time to think of a better way to solve the problem since donna wouldn't have lasted long. however, it is still a decision he regrets making.
from "the star beast":
"i'm so glad you're back, donna. it killed me, it killed me, it killed me."
if we take a look at clara's situation, it's a bit different. i've already mentioned it above: at first, the doctor wants to do the same thing to clara that he did to donna. make her forget. expect, this time he is confronted for doing so (even threatened, at some point).
"these have been the best years of my life and they're mine."
i think this line triggers something in the doctor. because this is when he realises that this is not the right thing to do. not exactly. he'd already done it once and he regretted it. so this time, he offers a slightly different solution. someone still has to forget, but they'll press that button together. it's a mutual choice.
now, i know it's not entirely related to the dialogue in "wild blue yonder", but i think it's worth mentioning that donna and clara's stories are somewhat similar. i'm sure it's been said before, but it's still important.
donna's story was incomplete because she wasn't given a choice. now, that she remembers, 14th doctor makes sure their time together is worth-while. a second chance just like in "last christams".
too alike
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another similarity between these two stories is that clara and donna are not entirely humans. not anymore.
donna's half timelord. even though her head is still not big enough to fit all the doctor's memories, she still has a part of the doctor in her.
clara's frozen in time, that makes her practically immortal. she risks her life, she reverses the polarity of the neuroblock, she gets her own tardis, she's even reffered to as "clara who" at the end of "hell bent". she has become the doctor in a sense.
but there can only be one doctor. so where's the story heading to at this point, i wonder? but we'll come back to this question later.
"but what really happened?"
before i say anything, it is obvious that the doctor's silence before and after he says "a lot" is him reminicing all that'd happened to him during the 11th, 12th and 13th reincarnations. all of the loss and pain he went through.
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but why "face the raven" theme of all things? it could be a general theme of grief/nostalgia/painful memories, nothing else implied.
but please let me be delusional for a bit longer!
just as that scene in "hell bent" brought the doctor back to the moment he made donna forget him, could it be that bringing back his best friend's memories in a whole universe that "he absolutely loves", also reminded him of another important person in his life with similar story? just like "hell bent" mirrored "the journey's end", "wild blue younder" gave us a reference to "hell bent".
this is where we get back to the question about the current story direction.
foreshadowing?
donna's story is not over. and there are a lot of possibilities how it can end.
say, there is a connection to clara's story here, i wonder if that's where the plot's heading. in one of the trailers, the doctor does say "i'm not sure if i can save you this time" to donna. and it worries me. then again, maybe they're just tricking us into thinking something bad will happen (oh the drama).
i'd say it's unlikely donna's going to die because that would be absolutely devastating after just bringing her back. at the very least, the ending wouldn't be completely "happily ever after". perhaps, sacrifices will be made in order to prevent something truly horrible from happening.
why did this face come back?
in "the girl who died" twelfth doctor finally realises why he got his face. it is a call-back to "the fires of pompei" (don't even get me started on its being the episode with 10th and donna).
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the message the doctor was giving to himself turned out to be:
"i'm the doctor and i save people!"
but what is 14th trying to tell himself?
i think it's about donna and more.
he's fixing his mistake of erasing her memories and depriving her of the right to remember amazing things that'd happened to her.
it's a reminder to actually tell people how much they mean to him. as we can see, 14th's more open with his feelings and constantly shows signs of affection towards his loved ones, even breaking the "never say i love you" rule.
it's about being honest and open with people because they deserve to hear it from him and he deserves to hear it back. because "things happen and then it's too late".
again, take 12th doctor, for instance. he constantly represses his feelings. but in my humble opinion, the reason why he's changed by season 10 was clara. she pulled him out of the dark place. and even though her death almost threw him back to that state again, he is still a better man by season 10.
but there were things left unsaid. love and care were always there but it was never said out loud. kind of the same thing happened with 13th.
i strongly believe that donna is that person for 14th. they're best friends who love each other deeply. and after the doctor lost her and got a second chance to fix everything, he does, he's being affectione. he's finally open with his feelings.
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conslusion: why did you make us read all fo this?
to answer the question in the title: it's all tied with how memories are important and priceless, fixing past mistakes, moving on and learning to treasure every moment with people you care about like it's your last.
it can also be a foreshadowing for something terrible, but i choose to hope for the better.
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──
aaaand that is the end of my doctor who rant. thank you for getting this far, if you did!
my feelings about all of this can be described with this one meme:
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i-smoke-chapstick · 1 month
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Request: I'm already back for more. As l've already told you I love your interpretation of a reader with dwarfism and since you are okay with me requesting more, can I get multiple headcanons of Gotham!Rogues x Dwarf!reader with just either simply day to day headcanons or their first reaction to meeting/seeing them? Rogues including jervis(obv Imao), Jerome, Oswald, Victor fries, Zsasz, and ra's al ghul!
The plot can be the reader being similar to the Cheshire Cat or Nightcrawler when it comes to teleportation powers. They're friends with Barbara, Selina, and Tabitha. The rogues always see photos on them on the news, newspapers, and sometimes in person but if they even get caught staring, reader teleports themself and whoever they're with away, so they don't really get a chance to talk or know them.
Like last time, only write this if you're okay with it and I'll understand if you can't or just don't want too!
Thank you tons again! - anon
‘VOULEZ-VOUS,
-GOTHAM VILLIANS X READER-
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⋆ Characters ↬ Jervis Tetch, Jerome Valeska, Oswald Cobblepot, Victor Fries, Victor Zsasz, Ra's Al Ghul
⋆ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ; gotham villians with a cheshire cat!reader who has dwarfism!
⋆ tags/warnings. GOTHAM!villains x female reader. FLUFF! I love readers power SOSOSOSO much! Super creative <3 Also villians being whipped for reader just cuz they can. Protective Tabitha. REALLY protective Oswald. Jerome's a bit insensitive. Victor Zsasz is not immune to a pretty girls smile. Have never written for Victor Fries or Ra's, so fingers crossed their parts aren’t too bad! Ra’s and Fries parts got a little angsty
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𝐽𝐸𝑅𝑉𝐼𝑆 𝑇𝐸𝑇𝐶𝐻
♫ “Across the room, your eyes are glowin' in the dark." Voulez-Vous by ABBA
Oh, the man is completely enthralled with you. How could he not be? You're the missing piece to his wonderland puzzle.
Similarly to Alice, he believes your powers go hand and hand with each other. He rules the mind, while you have complete control of your body. His first thought when he see's you in the newspaper is simple.
He must have you.
He will do anything it takes to track you down. He finds himself becoming more and more entranced with the prospect of you working with him, partners in crime, connected body and soul. Of course those feelings of admiration become obsession.
Before you know it, the man is going lengths to find you; just like how he was with Alice. Hiring Jim Gordon as a bounty hunter? Mayhaps...
When he finally finds you at the siren's club, he can't help but be in awe. You're so small, so fragile, so unique. He wants to kiss your flattened cheekbones that look like pure porcelain. Your his doll.
"My dear, Y/N!" He's calling when he finds you, his teeth spread into a wide grin. He finds your eyes quickly turning to meet his gaze, glowing underneath the club's light. His shadow towers over you.
"You look ravishing, I must admi-" He goes to speak, just before you disappear from thin air. His mouth is open for a few moments, eyebrows scrunched.
Where did his precious little Cheshire Cat go?
Oh yeah, he's pouting. He's never been a fan of the disappearing act. But he doesn't mind. He's determined. He's played this game with Alice for far too long, he will not take no for an answer.
You'll find notes, gifts, flowers, dresses tailored to your sizing. All perfectly crafted from Gotham's most professional hypnotized seamstresses or florists.
Barbara is smirking when she finds the gifts, cackling about how sweet small little Y/N has a loony admirer. Tabitha's less than pleased, throwing out any bouquet she finds before you see them. Selina agrees, the guy's a freak.
It's up to you if you want to give him a chance <3 He would be the most devoted lover and partner if you decided too...if not a bit overly infatuated.
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𝐽𝐸𝑅𝛰𝑀𝐸 𝑉𝐴𝐿𝐸𝑆𝐾𝐴
♫ “Nothing promised, no regrets." Voulez-Vous by ABBA
Uh oh! Murderous clown on the loose, and he's also 100% fixated, just like a certain hatter.
Jerome brushes you off at first, don't get him wrong, he adores your work on the city. Nothing he loves more than seeing some horribles destroy Gotham! He's a fan, if you could call him that.
It takes him some time to warm up to the idea of being whipped. But once he is, you have him wrapped around your pretty little finger.
Similar to Jervis- he can't help himself. You're powerful. You're strange. You're a freak just like him and the rest of these bad boys in Gotham! You remind him of the circus, all different shapes and sizes of people around him. You belong with him. By his side. On his side. Maybe sitting in his lap... What?
Yeah, he's not sure where that came from either. But hey, he's not complaining! He likes to think he's a bachelor, a young beau waiting for his turn in the love game! Before he knows it, he's slicking his hair back, putting on his finest and most colorful suits, and making sure his face is stapled all the way. Then he's getting his cult to crash the Siren's club. Moment of silence for Tabitha who will have to clean it up after.
The place is a shit show, people in makeup dancing wildly and giggling manically. Tabitha, Barbra, Selina and you get tied up in the confusion. It's hard to fight back against a bunch of crazies when your expensive alcohol is being thrown at walls, and you four are simultaneously tied up together in one big rope. Barbra's throwing a bit of a hissy fit.
Everyone is quiet when Jerome enters, dressed to the nines, with a loud and boisterous,
"Hey gorgeous! I'm sure you've heard of me," He speaks, bending down to your level, invading your personal space. He goes to continue, until the four of you evaporate before him. Teleported away. He's left staring at the loose ropes, smile unchanged- but eyes widened in surprise.
Oh. Okay. So that's how it's gonna be. Alright.
Jerome loves a game of cat and mouse.
He craves attention. He loves the center stage, and he will not be ignored. No no no no.
He will not leave your club alone until you confront him. Yeah, sorry Babs and Tabs. Barbara will start urging you to just "sleep with the damn clown!" while Tabitha is trying desperately to not have you anywhere near that creep.
But the club isn't all he'll do, doll! No, he'll get his cult to do more and more mass murders and sprees across the city, each one broadcasted on live television. Each time, he looks into the camera, blood on his face, professing his undying love.
"This is for you, Y/N!" He's showcasing the violence around, "Call me!" He gestures, ending the broadcast abruptly.
Well, kind of hard to ignore a man when your club is in shambles, Barbara is going batshit insane, AND you have Jim Gordon trying to find you; just in order to stop these massacres around the city in your honor.
Once again, you should give the man a chance! He doesn't think he'd make a horrible boyfriend, y'know, if you're into gingers.
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𝛰𝑆𝑊𝐴𝐿𝐷 𝐶𝛰𝐵𝐵𝐿𝐸𝑃𝛰𝑇
♫ “Take it now or leave it." Voulez-Vous by ABBA
Ozzie's a bit harder to gauge, because I don't think he'd become infatuated with someone unless he got to meet them first. So for arguments sake, we are just going to say you two have meet previously on many occasions! Specifically when he's had some bad blood with Barbara and Tabitha.
At first, he detests you. He thinks you're a nuisance, and a powerful tool for the Siren's. You can escape from ANYONES grasp, and take them with you. His nose is scrunching up every time he thinks of just how he can get rid of you.
Well, if he can't get rid of you, he's well versed in manipulation. Perhaps he can convince you to join his team.
You're going about your day at the club, tending bar on a step stool, the usual. Oswald comes in, Victor trailing behind him. Tabitha and Barbara are instantly on alert.
"Hello." Oswald fixes his suit jacket, rolling his cane in his fingertips. He wears a faux smile, and Tabitha huffs.
"What can we help you with, Ozzie?" Barbara is smiling, just as fake as his. It's a weird Gotham crime boss stand-off.
"I was wondering if you, my dear," He speaks, suddenly nodding down to you, "Would like to accompany me for lunch tomorrow."
Yeah, everyone's jaws drop, including Oswald's at the silence. Oswald didn't necessarily intend for it to sound like he was trying to ask you on a date. He's flushing red under everyone's gaze, suddenly fidgeting. If you look closely, Victor's giving a lazy amused smirk in the back.
"Like hell-" Tabitha's about to answer for you, before you squint at the man.
"Sure." You scan him up and down, hesitantly. Before anyone has a chance to speak, Oswald's turning on his heel.
"Wonderful! 2:00 sharp. Don't be late." He's smiling, knowing he's got a one-up on the Siren's.
...Well, leave it Oz to have things never work out quite his way. One lunch turns into two, and two turns into three. He's forcing himself to remember why he's doing this; you are just a tool. This is all a charade!
Hard to focus though, when you two seem to enjoy one another's company. Like when you show him what it feels like to teleport, (He's closing his eyes in fear, only for it to feel like nothing.) Or when you two have a strangely intimate discussion about what it was like growing up not very normal.
He's opening up about his schoolyard bullies, about his mother. About the feeling of being taunted, teased for his nose or height. You tell him, you know the feeling.
He stares at you, eyes focused solely on you. He's enamored.
He turns viciously protective over you. Any snide comment made towards you by a henchman of his, or a frequent at the Siren's club, they are brutally stabbed to death, a bit impulsively, with a bottle shard.
When he realizes he's falling in love with you, similar to Jervis, he likes doing grand gestures to get your attention. If there's anything you desire, you'll get it. Which is why when he finds out you're avoiding him, he becomes sour.
What? Why are you leaving him? He doesn't understand. The intimacies you two have shared, did they mean nothing to you? He's hurt, he's angry, he's aggressive. He's more irritable than usual; and judging from the fact he's irritable ALL the time, it's pretty bad. If you don't explain yourself, this sadness will probably turn into anger. He already believes you two have some weird pseudo-romantic relationship, so he's taking this like a break-up. He's a vengeful ex.
Whenever he stops by the Siren's club, and sees you teleport away at the sight of him, it stings. It all comes to a head when he's breaking down in his mansion. You will have to be the one to confront him, because he'll be too busy sulking. He loves you. He doesn't want to make you uncomfortable. If you don't want to talk to him, he won't force you, even if he's going crazy trying to figure out why.
When he sees you, he's standing up in a hurry, fumbling over his words, sniffling. His blue-green eyes are puffy, and you'll have to sigh and talk to him.
Please, tell him why your avoiding him. Explain if you're insecure, if you're scared of loving. He'll be thankful for the explanation. He'll be angry on your behalf for anyone who made you believe you were unloved, whether for your dwarfism or your powers. He's promising to kill for you, tear down the city to avenge you.
"Okay, Oz, I'm not dead yet."
"Yet?!"
Cuties <3
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𝑉𝐼𝐶𝑇𝛰𝑅 𝐹𝑅𝐼𝐸𝑆
♫ “Now is all we get." Voulez-Vous by ABBA
Forgive him, he’s trying his hardest not to care, and failing miserably.
Similarly to Ozzie, I can’t see him becoming infatuated or obsessed like Jerome and Jervis so quickly, not since what happened with Nora. So, I’m imagining you’ve also met him once or twice; using your powers for the sirens, just like he and firefly have done some hitjobs for you four in the past.
He’s in love with the idea of having a family; of being accepted, of leaving this life behind. It’s made him bitter, cold; but the man will do anything for love. Anything.
And it’s hard not to notice the small woman running around on her toes in the club, parts of her body vanishing here and there. You’re gorgeous to him. Those small cheshire-like smiles you send him when he’s supposed to be working. They break his hard exterior. He doesn’t know if he loves or hates it. He loves it.
Even a small pit of jealousy fills him, whenever he sees you in the news. Or when he watches silently on the sidelines, while you talk with Barbara and Tabitha and Selina. You do it so effortlessly. How could anyone not be entranced by you?
He thinks that he’s a freak. Firefly’s a freak. Just like Jerome and Oz, he definitely finds solace in the idea you are just like him. You’re one of them; a freak. Pushed out by Gotham’s careless inhabitants, forced into this life. He remembers being driven out of town by Penguins army. He wonders if you’ve expirenced the same treatment at one point in your life. He wants to show you, he’s here for you. He loves you, every part of you. No matter how unconvential or mistreated. He just wants to take care of you.
Just like Oz, he’ll be ready to kill anyone for you. Freeze em’ to death in one single sweep. Just give him the go ahead.
Victor is terrified of hurting you, as well. Not only your tiny stature, but he’s sure he’d get ice burns from his fingertips. He imagines a life where it’s just the two of you, without the cold, back when he was just himself. He dreams of cooking for you. Owning an apartment. Even having a family. He swears, he’d be gentle. But he’s too uncertain. He isn’t good enough, and he certainly isn’t good for you.
You’ll have to be the first person to talk to him, warm up to him. He might not state it directly, other than a nonchalant nod here and there, but it makes him feel special. It’s the little interactions you two have that make him fall helmet over heels.
You two will spend hours, at the club, watching from the sidelines. Barbara and Tabitha out on business, Selina doing…Selina things. You’ll poke fun at the passerby’s to get a reaction out of him.
“Oh god, I just saw that guy kissing that girl- what’s he doing with that other chick?…Oh- they are making out. Oh, okay, he’s taking him to the back. I’ll give you $20 if Barbara kills this guy for doing it on her desk.” You’re snickering, gossiping. Every now and then you look over at him to see him already staring at you, the hint of a smile on his lips. It’s all you’ll get for now…until he responds.
“…Guess you’ll owe me $20 then.” He’s firing back, voice low. It’s the first time he’s spoken. The first time you’ve seen him do something other than brooding. It’s sweet.
These little things will become routine, and he’ll find solace in them. Eventually you’ll even play some tricks with your teleportation on the clubs costomers, scaring them, bumping into them. All the while you’re watching him in the corner, smiling, exhaling through his nose. He playfully scolds you sometimes, other times he chuckles. Either way, it’s a sight to see.
God, please don’t dissapear on this man. I don’t think he could take it. Gotham be damned, if you ever find yourself scared of him, he’d be broken. He’d think it was his fault, he’d think he lost his second chance at love. If you ran away from him, he might just up and leave Gotham.
But even if you did try to avoid him for awhile, I think he’d let you go without a fight. He’d just be more sulky than usual, more prone to picking petty fights with Firefly. You might find the room uncomfortably cold, even when he’s not occupying it. (He froze the AC to the club, he was upset. Sorry Barbara.)
I think he’s the only one on this list of characters that Barbara, Tabitha, and Selina might all actively approve of. Barbara wouldn’t mind having a henchman dating her bestie; soldifies his loyalty to them. Also, he’s good eye-candy. Tabitha doesn’t have any personal issue with the man, other than previously working with Penguin, of course. Selina will still make fun of him for being a walking freezer, but hey, what can you do. You have their blessing.
If you caught him before he decided to up and leave, explain to him why you run away, why you’ve been avoiding him. He won’t just understand, he’ll practically worship you. He’ll explain himself too, why he’s terrified of touching you. It’s not because of your dwarfism, or your powers. It’s just how he’s afraid of hurting or loosing you. Loving people is hard.
If he could cry, he would. But his tears will freeze when they touch his cheek. You’ll have to show him you aren’t fragile. He’ll believe you.
You guys can heal eachother.
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𝑉𝐼𝐶𝑇𝛰𝑅 𝑍𝑆𝐴𝑆𝑍
♫ “The girl means business, so I'll offer her a drink." Voulez-Vous by ABBA
THIS Victor, on the other hand, is much more brash in his approaches to courting you.
He’s heard about you on the radio, from his boss, seen you in the newspapers, on the tv, watched you from the window in your apartment.
…What? Who said that?
He studies your every move. The man is calculated in his methods, what can he say? He’s not obsessed! (loud incorrect buzzer)
He just wants to size you up a little, see who the newest danger is in Gotham. He’ll convince himself he’s doing it for his boss, whether it be Falcone or Penguin. But it definitely goes deeper.
Unlike the other villians on this list that see your dwarfism as something to empathize with, Victor doesn’t really pay it any mind. He’s been around the block a few times- he’s been with women of all ages, heights, race, etc. The man really doesn’t have a type. What he’s attracted to is strength, independence, someone who will laugh at his dry humor with him. He’s stalked you at the club. He sees the way you banter with Tabitha and Selina, the way you make Barbara dissapear when she’s being too annoying with a flick of your wrist.
He’s incredibly attracted to a woman whose witty and good at what they do. Just like him.
Victor’s more subtle in his approach. He’ll make it casual.
So when you’re at the bar in the club, sitting around, watching the passerby’s, he’ll make his move.
“Now, what’s a girl like you doing here, alone?” He sneaks up behind you, giving you a start. You flush red at the man in front of you. Victor Zsasz. The words are spoken as he drums his fingers on the bar, cocking his head at your short frame. He towers over you, caging you in.
When you don’t speak, it doesn’t phase him. You’re about to teleport away in an instant, until he drawls your attention back to him with a lazy smile.
“So…” He whistles. “What’s your drink of choice? Wait- Let me guess.” The man doesn’t stop talking, listing off drinks that are most definitely not your drink of choice.
He watches you all the time. He knows exactly what your favorite drink is. But he wants you to stay.
It’s a bit awkward, a bit intimidating, and strangely charming. He speaks with an inflection that borders on sarcasm and curiosity. It’s intriguing, coming from Gotham’s most dangerous hitman.
“Can I ask-“ You squeak, now nursing a drink he ordered for you. It’s a Vodka Cran, and it could be worse. “…Is there a hit on me?”
He stares at you expressionless for uncomfortably long, before it forms into something quizzical.
“…Nah,” His voice is slow. He clicks his tongue. “Just an admirer.”
There’s an awkward scilence. He shrugs.
“Y’know. I’m a big fan of this place. Like the ambience.” He sips his own drink, you don’t know what it is. Just as his words sound out, you swear you can overhear a gunshot in the distance, probably from Barbara’s meeting with some other underground boss. Somehow, the sentiment makes you laugh.
He perks up at the sound.
You aren’t used to this. Someone being so casual about you, your powers, your small stature. He’s a bit flirty from time to time, but between the alcohol and his quips, you don’t seem to mind. He seems oddly genuine in his demeanor with every compliment or joke that slips.
You two keep the banter going for the rest of the night. Mostly chatting about how tiring your respective bosses can be. He does a poor drunken impression of Penguin, and you do one of Barbara. It’s a relaxing night in comparison to what you usually expirence living in Gotham.
You think you only see him every so often. Coming by the club whenever Penguin comes, or when a job is sent out, and his target is there. He’ll always send you a wink when he leaves, blood on his face.
But he sees you every day.
Yeah, the stalking only worsens. If you find your phone in different places throughout the day, or your window reopened, he’s the reason why.
He’s fine like this. In his head, the two of you are going steady. He’s pretty committed. You’re his girl, and that’s that.
Until you start avoiding him like the plague.
Zsasz WILL find a way to confront you. He doesn’t care if you teleport away each and everytime. He’ll find a way to get the message clear, through other means.
If you find a “talk to me.” with a smiley face, written with some poor saps blood, on your mirror, I apologize. He’s gotta get the message sent somehow.
Yeah, he won’t give up. He’ll go great lengths to get you two back together. He’s also listening to disco break-up ballads to cope. He’s getting the zsaszettes to stalk you when he can’t. If you still won’t budge, yeah, Tabitha might end up with a gun pointed at her head until you talk to him.
He’s not necessarily angry, but chasing after you is certainly taking a toll on him. Give the guy some credit.
Tabitha, still with a gun pointed at her, will be barking at you to not talk to him. He’s a creep, he’s an asshole, and you shouldn’t compromise your honor! (His eye will twitch at her words, trigger finger itching.)
Up to you what you decide to do! Explain the situation, talk to him, make things official, or…bye bye Tabitha. And that still won’t stop him. He doesn’t take rejection very seriously.
When you tell him exactly why you teleport yourself away, he’s the only one on this list who might think it’s stupid. He’ll understand, don’t get me wrong, but this is Gotham! Why would you be insecure? He garuntees you he’s met at least ten other people with far worse skeletons in their closet. You’ll have to teach him that’s not the issue.
Yeah, our little sociopath has a hard time with feelings. But I think you two would maybe be good for eachother! Teach him to listen more, whip him up into shape, and reap the benefits of having Gotham’s number one hitman as your personal bodyguard and lover. He’ll take you to stakeouts, make fun of Jim Gordon, crash your place. You two can watch Netflix under the blankets. He loves your size- cuddling into you like his own personal pillow.
Tabitha’s very dissapointed.
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𝑅𝐴’𝑆 𝐴𝐿 𝐺𝐻𝑈𝐿
♫ “I'm really glad you came, you know the stars, you know the game.” Voulez-Vous by ABBA
May god have mercy on your soul, reader. Ra’s is a sight to behold when he’s in love.
He heard whispers of your name all around Gotham. He sees you on the news when he’s absentmindedly listening. A girl who can teleport herself and others, to any location? Even the power to control which body parts you maneuver. Extrodinary.
He’s immeadiatley infatuated with your power. He wants to covet you. Possess you. Have you close to him. He needs to see your power for himself.
He’s similarly calculated in his response to tracking you down. He will appear at the club, slinking into the shadows, whispering a quaint,
“Hello.”
It makes you jump, and as if on instinct, you teleport yourself away. He marvels at the way in which you do so right infront of his eyes. How rare it is, for him to be so easily confounded.
He must see you again.
You’ll feel his presence every now and then. Maybe even catch a glimpse of him watching you. You’ll turn back, eyes squinted, only to find he’s not there anymore. It confuses you just the same.
Though, you eventually get used to him watching. It turns into a little game between the two of you. If he can catch you, if you can catch him. It’s strangely endearing.
He’s also becoming increasingly more attentive to your daily habits. He memorizes your schedule. He sends members of the League of Shadows to observe you, to take notes on how you use your powers.
If any member insults you, or pokes fun at your dwarfism, Ra’s will spare them no mercy. Yeah…he’s making it a big deal. He’s ruthlessly insulting them for their ignorance, before killing them without a second thought. In a way, you belong to Ra’s already. He will not stand for disrespect among his order.
Ra’s is a gentleman. Just like Ozzie and Jervis, you’ll find gifts littered around your apartment. Little notes from him, written in the most exquisite cursive, expressing his admiration of you. Beautiful, rare, and expensive jewelry, tailored to the size of your wrists and neck.
You’ll see him exiting Barbara’s office sometimes, when he needs her for the demons head. He’ll send you a smile, half-way gentle, half-way playful. He’s unsure where the lines between love and facination blur; but he’s slowly realizing he loves you. He hasn’t felt such a way in decades. He’s been alive for very very long. No human woman has made him feel so helpless. He enjoys it thoroughly.
He’ll confess, the night before Gotham is meant to be blown to the ground. He’ll turn up, before the events are set in motion. You won’t have a clue in the world what he’s up to.
“My dear.” He’ll drawl, and you’ll go to teleport away, as you always do. It’s tradition for you two at this point.
Before you get a chance, he’ll click is tongue at you.
“Wait.” He speaks, voice sounding strangely desperate. It makes you freeze. “Come with me. Leave the city. Get somewhere else. I’d like to show you my home.”
Your choice, if you choose to leave with him. He’d make for a very attentive lover, and would protect you at any cost. But if you choose to do so, you’ll leave Tabitha and Barbara and Selina to their own fate <\3
Not that it matters if you decide to reject his offer. He’ll have you, one way or another.
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finniestoncrane · 5 months
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12 Days of Kinkmas • Day 6: Praise - Farrell!Penguin x GN!Reader request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist • dividers minors DNI!! 🔞 cw for nsfw stuff: ok i will not lie this got away from me a little and is far less kinky than it is wholesome BUT isn't that the joy of a praise kink lmaoooo
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“God, you’re gonna look amazing in that, kid.”
“I’m not sure how this is going to look on me…”
The luxurious, gift-wrapped box on your lap was from the boutique you had admired from afar for so long. Each time you passed it, he had tried to take you in, promising to spoil you, to shower you in gifts, to buy you one of everything in the store or even four if that’s what you wanted. But you had declined each time, desperate to pull him away from the door. The problem wasn’t with the money, you knew he liked to spoil you. And you didn’t hate shopping that much, not when you had Oswald by your side. The issue was that they didn’t carry your size. They catered, at most, to mid sizes. Something you were used to by now.
And while it was true that they didn’t usually go up to your preferred size, that hadn’t stopped Oswald. He could see how desperately you loved the clothing in the store, and how obviously you wanted the silk robe in the window specifically, and had made a call to have them make you a custom one to your measurements. Still though, when you unfolded the tissue paper and held it up, it looked like it might be a little too tight. You were afraid that his efforts would have gone to waste, and despite feeling festive just moments before, your face fell into a familiar frown as the subject of your body and lack of confidence reared its head.
“What’s wrong, kid? You don’t like it? It’s from the right store, promise. I just had it custom made so it fit that great body perfectly.”
Sensing that you were falling into a spiral, he patted his lap, easing you onto it and settling you in as he placed his hands on your lower back and your thigh. Running his fingers along the curves of your sides, Oswald’s throat rumbled with a hum of pleasure. You laughed a little, trying to fight past the self-conscious thoughts that threatened to ruin the moment. But Oswald always knew the right thing to say, and not always intentionally. Any time he had you in his arms, his sweet compliments came out without him having to think about them. He loved seeing you blush, loved watching you loosen up, becoming more confident in your body, in your thickness, the way your body jiggled as he grabbed at you.
“You look great in anything, babe. You got the kind of sweet curves that just work with anything. And you’ve been so good this year, so good for me. You deserve this little gift, huh?”
He gestured towards the robe, taking it from you and placing the box back on the table.
“Try it on later, right now, I gotta spoil you with some more gifts to get that smile back.”
Oswald leant forward, picking up another box from under the tree and kissing your cheek as he passed it to you.
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valeskawhore · 2 years
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“Patients; 07 and 08.”
Written and edited by: @valeskawhore
Word(s): 3.k
Characters/parings: Jerome Valeska x Female! Psychiatrist reader! X Jeremiah Valeska
PART 1
Warning(s): profanity, brothers being creepy, mentions of murder, obsession, yandere tendencies.
Summary: Jeremiah and Jerome landed themselves in Arkham, together. A special grade psychiatrist gets assigned to both of them but either of them know about it at first. The brothers end up falling deeply in love (In obsession) with the psychiatrist reader. They feel a connection with her, alive almost. but what happens when they find out about each other? More importantly, when y/n suddenly gets transferred to a new facility somewhere on the mainland AWAY from Gotham?
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“So Jerome,” I leaned forward over my desk, rolling the pen between the pads of my finger tips.. “How did you feel when Jeremiah fed your mother all those lies?” I asked calmly.
His face contracted into a murderous glare. He shifted in his seat, arms bound by the straight jacket he was wearing. “Well, ya see doc,” He grumbled,
“I wanted to kill the little four-eyed bitch.”
My words choked in my throat and halted to a stop by the look on his face. So serious, the most serious I had ever seen Jerome.
I cleared my throat, taking a breath. “I see,” I nodded slightly, giving a small smile.
I picked up my notepad and began to update everything from our session. Jerome watched me with disappointed eyes. He sighed, “Is it that time already? ”
Jerome always seemed to hate whenever our sessions would come to an end, he enjoyed them so much. Finally getting time alone, and actually having a decent conversation with someone who hasn't eaten, stabbed, or killed someone else.
He felt normal, accepted.
“Yes Jerome. Unfortunately, our time has come to an end.” You frowned, flipping your notepad closed and setting it back on your desk. He was such a different person behind closed doors, they both were, It was such a shame that they grew up with the life-style they did.
“Of course it is.” He sighed, sitting up in his seat, “Everytime we get to the good part too.”
“Well if this subject is something you want to put a pin in, we can definitely pick it back up during tomorrow's session?” you offered, “Really?” He popped up, a hopeful glint swirled in his eyes.
“Yes, of course, Jerome,” I smiled, discreetly reaching down to hit the button under my desktop. “We will pick this back up tomorrow.”
Within seconds, correctional officers swarmed the area and carried Jerome out by his straight jacket. He didn’t fight them, instead he looked behind him and gave you a small wink, flashing a cut smile. He was very much looking forward to tomorrow.
Once Jerome was out of the room, I sighed, stamping my documents and pulling them into a stack. I picked myself up from my desk and exited the room, grabbing my keycard and ID on the way out.
My heels clicking against the cemented tiled floor echoed through the building as I walked. Finally coming close to reaching my destination at the front office, I took a sharp turn left, bumping into a fragile figure. They barely caught themselves from the contact, almost falling over as well. The Files slipped out of my hands. They burst open on the ground everywhere, papers flying, and documents torn.
I apologize over a thousand times, not even taking a look at the figure in front of me. I hadn’t realized who they were until I heard a familiar gasp and saw blurs of black and white of a prisoner's uniform bending down to help me as much as they could.“I-im so sorry- Miss y/n! I-i-i- didn't mean it! I promised.” Oswald sputtered, his hands frantically picking up as much paper as he possibly could. Not even caring what folder he shoved it into, he was trying to help anyways.
Once we had them all back safely in my grasp, Oswald apologized again. The officers who were apparently escorting him to the cafeteria, shoved him forwards, mumbling out curses. I frowned at this, but quickly covered up to give him one last wave before being forced forwards.
Yes. I understand these are criminal masterminds who probably deserved to be executed instead of thrown in Arkham, but for the ones who are actually making an effort to put behind all their differences, officers could at least be more considerate.
As a special class psychiatrist like myself, it is my job to help open up a person mentally and It is my job to help someone work through their trauma. Some people genuinely cannot help what they’ve become, for some folks, it’s really not their fault.
I can’t stand close-minded people, they have no place in this world.
I sighed, adjusting my glasses up the bridge of my nose and turning back on my heel.
I needed to get these papers signed so I could continue with my next patient.
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“Miss Y/n,” My radio buzzed, I shifted in my seat, reaching for the device and putting it close to my lips. “Speaking.” I answered. “Jeremiah is here to see you ma’am, he’s ready.”
“Yes, of course,” I smiled. “Send him in.”
Jeremiah smirked at me, entering the room with grace. He directed his way towards one of the love seats, his arms bound to the straight jacket just like his brothers were, I waved the guards off.
“Coffee?” I gestured to the steaming mug sitting next to his loveseat on the small glass table. I always left a mug there for him. He appreciated the caffeine since- well, he couldn't get any here. “Of course,” He smiled, “Would you be so kind as to..?” He gestured to his straight jacket.
“Yes.” I laughed light heartedly, reaching down to my secret drawer and pulling out a ring of keys I definitely was NOT supposed to have. I walked over to Jeremiah and searched for the keys to his jacket on the ring. Once I found it, I unlocked each individual bolt on his jacket.
He shrugged the jacket off with a huff of approval and reached for his coffee, taking a sip with a groan. “Jesus, this is exactly what I needed today.” I arched an eyebrow. He smiled, gesturing to the mug, “Caffeine, it's been a rough morning..”
“Do elaborate Miah, It’s what I'm here for after all.” I leaned back in my chair, my eyes trained on his.
He smiled.
<3333
Should I make a part two? Lemme know in the comments!!!
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riddle-me-ri · 1 year
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Reevesverse Penguin Arkham Visit?
A/N: Sure thing! Also, because I don’t think this pengy would go to Arkham, he’s going to be in prison, but reader visiting him in a high secured facility set up is still at play lol.
Word Count: 524
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Reevesverse/Farrell Penguin - Arkham/Prison Visit
“Well, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.” Oswald smirked. 
You chortled. “I could say the same about you, Ozzie.” 
You walked over to the table and sat on the opposite end of him. 
“I’m glad you came, sweetheart. I know it ain’t the best place to spend you time.” 
“Don’t be ridiculous, Ozzie! I’ll go wherever I need to in order to see you.” 
You placed your hands on top of his. He smiled as he put one of his hands on top of yours and squeezed. 
“How’s everythin’ going? No one’s giving you a hard time are they?” 
You shook your head. “No, of course not. They know too well it’d get back to you.” 
“Good, cause they’re right.”
You giggled. You would be lying to yourself if you said Oz’s protectiveness over you didn’t please you at all. 
“I will admit, sitting in your chair isn’t the same without you in it.” You mentioned. 
“I know, baby. I promise it won’t be too long now.” 
“It doesn’t mean I miss you any less.” 
Oswald’s hand squeezed yours again. Then he lifted one of your hands up and pressed his lips against each individual knuckle. 
You brought your other hand off the table and placed it against the side of his face. Your thumb began to graze back and forth along his cheek. 
For a moment you two were perfectly content just relishing in each other’s touch and closeness. 
You stole a glance at the clock and your face fell. 
“It’s almost time?” 
You nodded. Not wanting to admit it out loud. 
Oswald sighed. “It’s okay, sweetheart. I’ll be released and back to you before you know it.” 
“I know,” you reluctantly pulled your hands away from him. 
Then you remembered something you wanted to bring him. Something for him to use on any particularly cold and lonely night. 
“Oh, I-uh…I was so excited to see you I almost forgot.” You pulled out a tiny folded envelope and handed it to Oz. 
“Also, they shouldn’t confiscate it. I already talked it out with one of the guards.”
As you explained this, oz opened the envelope. He slid out a few polaroids that caused his face to light up and his eyebrows to perk up. 
“Oh, ho, ho…oh, sweetheart….I-whew…you’re gonna give this odl man a heart attack.” 
You snickered. “I figured they could be helpful. Whenever you feel, especially lonely at night.” 
Oz guffawed. “Oh, yeah…these will definitely be useful…uh helpful.” 
You giggled as he quickly put the pictures back in the envelope and into his back pocket. 
“No one else has seen these right?” 
“Nope,” you shook your head. “They’re for your eyes only, honey.” 
“Good, good. Thank you, sweetheart. You spoil me even when I’ve been bad.”
You stood up from yoru chair and walked over to him. You bent down towards him and gave him a sweet goodbye kiss. 
“You’re welcome. I’ll visit again soon, Ozzie.” You whispered softly in his ear. 
“Can’t wait, I love you, baby.” 
“I love you, too.” 
After that farewell, you left to go and plan your next little surprise for your next visit.
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mr-voorhees-husband · 2 years
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ANON IM SORRRY I DID A DUMB BUT
THIS IS FOR THE ANON WHO WANTED PENGUIN N HARVEY DENT X VIRGIN READER
Also I'm sorry for being like, hella dead on here. Life's been life, to put it bluntly.
How about.. Arkham!Twoface and... Reeves!Oz
Warnings/tags: losing your virginity, soft sex, very gentle, Daddy Kink (Oz), slightly ooc Harv? Idk its my hc version so..
Reader: Gender Neutral, virgin
Arkhamverse! Harvey + Harv Dent
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Good god are they soft.
They were scared that you'd yet to sleep together, but, when you finally came clean? Both were so relived they didn't even realize what you said at first.
The first one to fully react it Harv, he wasn't as worried about the 'no sex' thing as Harvey, surprisingly. So while he was relieved, it clicked almost immediately.
He chuckles and grins, taking control so he can yank you to their chest and tilt your head up with his hand, Harvery's resting on your waist, "Why didn't ya' just say so, Doll? Y'know we'll never judge ya'."
Oddly gentle for such a sleazy, rough man, but it's simply because he can understand it. He technically was a virgin too, even if Harvey wasn't. Yeah, he'd know what to do, Harvey had plenty of experience, but, he'd never actually had sex before.
The idea of you both being eachother's firsts made him giddy, already planning the perfect date night to end with you three in bed.
Harvey, on the other hand, when he comes too, is so completely awestruck. He really had expected someone else to sleep with you before him.
The fact no one had though... it's kinda hot to him. Unlike Harv, he's excited at the idea because this means he gets to mold you to be absolutely perfect for them
They both get very possessive at the idea, though. This means they'll be your only frame of reference, and if they do good enough? You'll only ever want them.
"Oh, darling..." Harvey mumbled against your skin, watching in awe as you whined and squirmed on the bed. They'd been unintentionally teasing you for what felt like hours, calloused fingers stretching you open while a rough hand rubbed and stroked your most sensitive parts. "You look amazing."
"Harrv.." You whined, hoping that maybe if the other took control, they'd finally fuck you like you'd been planning for them too.
"Yeah, dollface?" Harv muttered, moving up just a bit to kiss your chest. They didn't stop their assault, though, continuing to bring you to your third climax of the night. "What'dya need?"
"You two- please-" You almost sobbed out the words, moaning as they sped up their ministrations.
"Soon, sweetheart." Harvey promised, kissing your jaw.
"We'll fuck you real soon." Harv agreed, nipping your clammy flesh with a lovestruck grin.
Over all, extremely soft and sweet about it. When they fully take you, they're muttering praises against your skin. Harvey telling you how good you're doing, thanking you for letting him do this, while Harv is growling out how good you feel, how gorgeous you look splayed out like that
Aftercare is a must, of course. If you're exhausted, they'll carry you to the bath and help you scrub off all the sweat and cum, cooing softly as they do it. They're absolutely in love right now, literally over the moon that you'd trust them both enough to take your virginity.
The morning you have breakfast in bed and a nice planned day of relaxation and plenty of cuddles.
They secretly hope you'll want to do something else that day, something a bit more sensual, but they're happy to just have you in their arms.
Reevesverse!Oswald Cobblepot
Okay let me explain, my friend's version of Oswald literally made me simp SO hard that I went looking for an Oz that was similar. I read one fanfic of this guy and he won me over. Sorry anon I declined I was wrong this guy is such daddy material, i will gladly write for him now <3
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"Hm? Oh, okay, sweet cheeks."
Yeah, that's his response. It takes him a moment to fully process it, honestly, but he doesn't tease or mock you, he never really does. Instead he urges you onto his lap, kisses you softly and goes "do ya' want daddy t' change that, sweet thing?"
Immediately after you agree though, he's giving you that smile he gets when he's made a good deal, kisses you again and softly tells you to wait here until one of the girls comes to get you.
Eventually, when one of the girls do come and grab you, you make it into your room and are pleasantly surprised to see how much Oz has set it up just for you.
He'd make it overly romantic, but, in a good way. Candle are lit, some soft music in the background (or the slightly muffled music from the club below), with nice silk sheets and champagne or wine (whatever's your preference) for when you finish.
He starts it off slow, letting you set the pace so he knows for sure how you want to handle it. Getting you to straddle his thighs, hands resting on your hips as you kiss and slowly grind down against him.
He's so unbelievably sweet, the exact opposite when he's in the club. The sleeze isn't gone, but the teasing is, giving you whatever you whine or ask for in moment. You want his mouth on your neck? He'll gladly oblige, licking, kissing, and biting every inch of skin he can reach.
Oswald has to prepare you, definitely, he may not be that long below the belt, but he's wide. He won't even humor the idea of fucking you properly until you can take at least two fingers, though, preferably three.
When you're finally nice and loose for him, though, he'll ask you softly if you're 100% sure you want this. When you agree, downright begging him to fuck you already, he gets a small, loving smile and shushes you gently.
"Go slow, sweetheart." Oswald groaned out, keeping careful hold on your thighs so you couldn't try and slam down like you wanted too. "I know ya're excited, but ya' gotta go slow so I don't hurt'cha."
"Ozzie please-" you moaned softly, trying to force him deeper inside you. "Ozzie-!"
"Shhh... C'mon baby, be patient." He urged softly, lowering you down just a bit, biting back a grunt as you clenched around him. "Daddy'll get there, he's just gotta make sure ya're not gonna hurt."
"Daddy..." You whined, being met with a kiss from your lover. He mumbled softly against your lips in Italian, letting you take more of him inside you. "Daddy please.."
"Paitent baby," Oswald smiled, kissing your lips once more, "be patient for daddy and he'll make it worth it. I promise."
Afterwards, he'll help you sip on some cool champagne, before pulling you to the bathroom for a nice shower before bed. He's way more cuddly than usual, too, large arms keeping you to his belly and chest all night long.
In the morning, he'll call you both up some breakfast, and ask if you'd let him give you oral before it gets there.
"Just a snack before breakfast, sweetheart, where's the harm in that?"
An insatiable, depraved, incredibly soft and sweet man indeed.
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moonblossom-bunny · 8 months
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Alright. As promised and voted for, this is the first batch of Oswald/Ortensia merch I have in my collection atm.
To not clog the tag, I will reblog with additions the more I clean my display case out.
The first batch is also under the line break.
I figured I'd start simple.
I've already showed the reorganisation of my Oswald pins a while back.
But there are pins I have which either belong to a set or are too heavy to stay on the board or are in their own packaging.
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The resin on these have yellowed a bit, (idk why because I keep the box closed and out of sunlight) but they included Oswald in this little playing card themed set.
These where sold in Japan. Don't know what year though.
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This set was released in honor of Oswald's 90th (2017) and only during D23 of that year. They were sold seperately too but the set came in this neat little filmreal display!
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An portrait themed poster pin, complete with easel as stamd. This one is pretty hefty so ussually displayed on the stand.(2013)
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These are special to me because I actually attended Fandaze in Disneyland Paris back in 2018, because Ortensia was going to make her park debut there.
It was amazing! Not sure if the lifeblog survived the last time I purched this blog, but I still have videos and the merch from back then.
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The latest addition! Mission to Mars Oswald by Eric Tan, but the pin version. Also a hefty boi but I love him!
Next up will be either bags or keychains. Maybe even both.
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200 Followers Celebratory CC Free Sim Dump!!
It's honestly so amazing to me that somehow I made it to 200 followers! You're all so sweet and I appreciate everyone that's taken the time to interact with my posts and I promise I have new stuff in the works that'll be released soon 😉
So, I did this poll to see what everyone would want and it was so fun to hear from so many people thank you everyone who voted! Sim dump was the clear winner!!
Anyway, included are eight cc free young adult sims! They all have set skills and careers because I think it's fun but you can do whatever you want with them as long as you don't change skintones (bonus information about each below the cut as a "guide" because I like coming up with their characters)! I also had too much fun picking out likes and dislikes so... There are a lot 😬
P.S. If in the library it shows up as having cc I swear there isn't any I don't know why my game likes to mark it as having cc even when there isn't I'm sorry for any confusion.
Feel free to tag me if you ever use them and I hope you enjoy!! 😁😁
Download Link [Google Drive]
[Sim info below cut!!]
Parker Daley - Friend of the World, Erratic, Creative, Vegetarian - Bubbly and eccentric Parker is the life of any party! A fashion designer who loves anything "stylish" (which is just anything she likes, pretty much). Parker is completely unpredictable which makes her an interesting companion. A city girl all the way.
Lilah Dumas - Computer Whiz, Cheerful, Geek, Lazy Lilah is a very "you only live once" kind of person. She doesn't spend too much time dwelling on just about anything, and will drop whatever doesn't bring her joy in a heartbeat. As such she was determined to make one of her hobbies into a career, and amassed a decent following for herself as a streamer.
Raj Pandey - Fabulously Wealthy, Perfectionist, Mean, Self-Assured Raj grew up always knowing he'd join the family business, and the atmosphere of wealth and status, as well as the most expensive education obtainable, has turned him into a stuck up character. He appreciates a well crafted insult. In fact, he's not averse to the occasional argument debate (as long as he wins). Despite these traits he's managed to get himself adopted into a group of friends who, though often annoy him, have become an important part of his life.
Sonny Oswald - Friend of the Animals, Socially Awkward, Animal Enthusiast, Neat Sonny is a sweetheart and I love him. Awkward and shy, he's more comfortable around farm animals and plants than he is around people. Only is closest friends get to see how kind and fun he can be. One day he'll move out to the countryside and start is own farm, but for now he's working his way through the gardening career (baby steps, right?).
Lucas Esparza - Nerd Brain, Noncommittal, Bookworm, Adventurous Lucas's two goals in life are to gain infinite amounts of knowledge for himself and leave a trail of broken hearts as he travels the world to get said knowledge. That makes it sound like he's a horrible person which is because... Well he is, but who doesn't need a villain in their game? I'm sure he has his good qualities, however, I honestly love him for being the absolute handful he is.
Keira McDaniel - Painter Extraordinaire, Gloomy, Maker, Music Lover A bit of a "tortured artist" character who enjoys spending hours painting/crafting in her studio with music playing constantly, blocking out the rest of the world. Keira is very sensitive, and feels the emotional weight of everything around her very intensely, channeling it into her art.
Joslyn Lancaster - Country Caretaker, Loves the Outdoors, Athletic, Glutton Joslyn is a very meat and potatoes kind of gal. She lives for the simple things in life, working the ranch, riding horses, and a good meal. It's never occurred to her that there might be more to life, and the world, outside of the ranch, because what more could she need?
Gabrielle "Gabby" Moran - Leader of the Pack, Insider, Snob, Cat Lover Gabby is a fine and polished young woman, growing up in a life of luxury, and the champion English rider in town. She's very aware that she is the best at something, and it's boosted her confidence (*cough* ego) to astronomic levels. Quite the gossip, she loves to be out with friends, gossiping about the latest scandal, but when not there she's tending to her horse and preparing for her next competition. Despite the facade of the popular mean girl she puts up, Gabby cares very deeply about horses and her career, and takes it very seriously. She also loves spending time with the barn cats when they're around.
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infernothechaosgod · 4 months
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Good morning everybody and in this episode of "flame overanalizes thing's!" We've got this
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As you can see the lord and savior of my mental state has been turned into a horror movie character BUT it May not be a bad thing
I myself am not really a huge fan of horror movies of any kind, latley the horror genre of any kind has been mostly focused on jumpscares and I just think thats a bit cheap since it is a natural instinct to be afraid of those, and the public domain horrors as much as i would love to not expect bad from em have mostly been the same thing, a human in a costume or mask, does murder and thats pretty much it, also ppl like to Rush these alot
But this? I can honestly get behind this, they lay off the movie till 2025 witch is a huge green flag for me because that means they accualy have a plan they don't cut corners at least not alot of em
Their design for oswald is really cute i love the gloves as much as i cant see my ozzie wearning em They do look amazing on him also it is intresting to see them make oswald more cheerful and happy at first then turn upset a moment later, witch btw happends only a moment AFTER he sees US he waves to US then he get's scared/feels dread? Shock? Nothing positive that's for sure! Only after he sees US he starts attacking the souls(?) Around him
HE'S ANIMATED, IDC IF MOVIE PLOT WILL BE BAD, HE'S ANIMATED THAT IS A GIANT PLUS FROM MY SIDE you can quite obviously see he is puppet animated, he's rigged and stuff, I do belive making him look more hand drawn could drive that "He's old OLD" but then again, these guys are indie we support indie creators in the house of flara especialy those who bring us stuff that's seriously promising
I wonder what will happend and how exactly will the movie go? I know were suppoust to follow one of oswalds grand grand kids around but I'm not sure on how true is that and if it is What will oswald exactly do? I know he's suppoust to be soul sucking demon in a way
But we do see him happy and cartoony and peaceful, until he sees US, is there a possibility oswald will be friendly at first but when he realizes were here he will only then turn agressive? Or will he be mad at us/the protagonist? Maybe he will be Disconnected from reality? Prehaps being a cartoon from 1920's that always stayed a cartoon from 1920's (the games do have animated cutscenes but there not really toons, and once upon A studio was whenever we like it or not just a cameo) will that effect him or his actions maybe his mental state or view of the world?
I have alot of questions and dare I Say I'm semi excited, I don't want to bet too much on the table but I will 100% support this, it is very promising
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lem0nshark-writes · 2 months
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"Thief"
Jim Gordon & Teen! Gn Reader
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Type: platonic/familial fluff
Word count: 939
Warnings: reader's gender is not specified, no pronouns used for the reader, reader can be read as any gender, platonic/familial fluff, Jim Gordon is a softie, father figure Jim, sneaky reader, stealing
Request: "So I wanted to request a Jim Gordon x male/gn!teen! Reader (plutonic obviously)? R is kinda like Selena were they are out on the streets but are good at stealing/breaking into peoples places. They don't want to admit it but Jim is kind of a father figure to them, even though he's trying to catch them because R is like this vigilante who won'leave him alone. U can make it angsty or fluffy or whatever I'm just in desperate need of father figure! Jim Gordon (I blame my, well, father figure issues)"
A/N: Hey I'm so sorry this took so long to post and that it's so short and I don't know if this is something you had in mind, but the idea came into my mind and seemed cute so here it is! I hope you like it! And if it's not to your liking or what you had in mind feel free to send a message or ask and we shall fix it up or write something else!
Gotham was running another mayor election after the last misfortunate events leading up to loss of the last one, just like a couple of months back. Nothing new.
Though new elections meant new press meetings with the fresh promising candidates, and new press meetings meant lots of rich people on one spot, and that meant plenty of bounty for you.
You loved that kind of stuff, everyone was so close together and staring at the randos talking on the stand that none of them noticed you slipping by and stealing everything and anything that could be stolen and valuable. Easy peasy.
This was one of those events. There was a big crowd of people gathered in front of a small man with a funky hairstyle dressed all in black, through their talk overhearing his name was Oswald Cobblepot, asking him questions about his plans for the future of the city of Gotham. Phew like Gotham had any future, you thought to yourself.
Slipping around people, turning around their pockets and wallets ever so swiftly you quickly made your way through the crowd. The people gathered were unnecessarily loaded that by the time you went through half of them your pockets were nearly full. You smiled to yourself in satisfaction but before you were going to bolt to a safe spot to ditch all the IDs and other identifiers of your ususpecting victims and hide your bounty before going for more, you decided to go for another one that looked particularly rich.
Woman dressed in the fanciest suit your eyes ever laid on and carrying a probably equally as expensive bag that she so bit too carelessly flung around her shoulders made her the perfect target.
Sneaking up behind her you reached your hand into her purse, digging yourself up a rather thick wallet. Your eyes sparkled at the sight. But before you could pull the wallet completely out of the purse someone grabbed your wrist tightly, wiggling the wallet right out of your hand before tossing it carefully back into the bag and dragging you by the same wrist out of the crowd and to the side.
Your heart nearly leapt out of your chest at the startle and your eyes widened knowing you're in big trouble, but the panic slowly simmered down when you noticed who the owner of the said mean hand was and you mentally let out a sigh of relief.
It was none other than Jim Gordon.
That man was always up your business, never letting you rest. Always somehow being there to stop you from doing something dumb, whether you liked it or not.
But you're not going to lie, his nosyness and continued persistence to stop you at your tomfoolery has gotten you out of more trouble than you can count and you are forever grateful for that. Not that you would ever admit it to him.
"What.are.you.doing.here??" Jim asked through a loud whisper.
"Nothing much, just wanted to listen to the speech of-.. -Oscar Clobblepot over there-" you said with a lil smirk, totally thinking you nailed that name.
Jim mentally facepalmed himself, "that is so not his name-.. and I know you're not! Now empty your pockets now-" he urged you, stern expression on his face.
"Hey no way, I earned that fair and square!" you protested at him but he didn't seem amused.
"Empty those pockets right now kid or I'm taking you to the precinct," he threatened, one threat he always made when you're annoying him too much and getting into too much trouble but he never actually did, and he never would and you know it but still you listened to him nevertheless.
With a frustrated sigh and an annoyed expression you hesistantly got to unloading your bounty into an evidence bag he pulled from his coat jacket.
"You always carry those around?" you asked bit weirded out he just has them on him at all times.
"You never know. Especially when you're around," he mocked a bit, but with no ill intentions behind his words, on which you sticked your tongue at him.
Once you fully unloaded all your pockets, not including a rather expensive looking necklace you hid in your shoe that he totally knew about but didn't mention or request, Jim was left with two big bags of all sorts of jewelry, credit cards and bunts of money.
He looked up at you with disbelief and doneness mixed in his expression, "really?"
"Hey one's got to ensure themselves!" you replied lifting your hands up in the air in defense, small devilish smile forming on your lips.
Jim sighed rubbing his face with his free hand, being so done with you.
"Alright, now scram! And if I see you doing this again you're spending a night in the cell!" he slipped a 50 into your jacket pocket, a little thing he always did when he caught you stealing thinking it would hold you off but also so he made sure you ate that night, as he threatened, both of you knowing that's a threat he'd never make true, growing quite a soft spot for the little rascal that you are ever since he first met you.
"Okay c'ya Jimmy! Party pooper! Thanks!" you added jokingly as you swiftly made your way to the nearest alley, disappearing in it.
"Hey I told you not to call me that!" he yelled after you jokingly, secretly loving the little nickname you gave him.
"Jimmy!" you yelled from the alley as you darted off to exchange your hidden bounty and look for the next victim you could annoy him with.
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zablife · 2 years
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Ooh from the Drama prompts- Can I please have “I know you’re not talking to me…” with Thomas Shelby xx
Congratulations on your milestone !! X
Prompt-"I know you're not talking to me." w/ Tommy
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"I want you out, Tommy!" you yelled at the top of your lungs. You couldn't help the way your body shook as you stood at the foot of your bed, throwing clothes at him. You could hardly look at him and just wanted him out of your flat as quickly as possible. He hadn't realized you watched him last night as he met Diana Mitford in secret. The site of it turned your stomach as you stood in the rain, feeling utterly betrayed.
He came home to you as promised, though it must have been close to dawn. That's when you'd finally succumbed to sleep, aided by the whisky Tommy kept in your kitchen cabinet.
"It's not what you think, love. We've been through this..." Tommy said, running his hands through his hair. His eyes looked more desperate than you'd ever seen them and you wondered if he was taking your threat seriously. The dark circles and his sunken features told you it was most probably the lack of sleep taking its toll though. His health had rapidly begun to deteriorate under the strain of his work with Mosley.
Despite a once thriving relationship and promises of marriage, Tommy was distracted these days with endless meetings, dinners and rallies. At first you told him you understood. In fact, it was moments like these that got you into trouble time and time again. You'd begin to pity him when he came home late looking exhausted and lonely. He'd offer a multitude of excuses for his neglect and you'd forgive him, but today you had to find the courage to change.
Clutching your shivering arms tightly against your body, you attempted to hide your anxiety and confront him. "I know because it's the same bloody speech you've given me since we met, Tom! Everything you do is for the good old cause and I'm not allowed to hear any of it. Now I know why. You didn't want me to find out you're fucking a nazi!" you spat at him. The words were uncharacteristically harsh for you and you broke down the moment the accusation left your lips, dropping onto the bed and hiding your head in your hands.
You felt the warmth of Tommy's bare chest press against your back soothingly and he hushed you, stroking along your shoulders gently. "When my work is done, I will tell you everything. For now, believe me that you're the only woman in my life. You are all I want." His breath fanned over your neck as he spoke and he ventured a tender kiss at the base of your skull to seal his promise. He reached a hand across the mattress to find yours and gave you a reassuring squeeze as he placed kisses down your neck and shoulder.
You felt your resolve slipping as he whispered to you about a ball being held the following week. He promised to show you off properly and dance with you to your heart's content. But only one question sat on the tip of your tongue as you turned to face him with a tear stained face. "Will Oswald Mosley and Diana Mitford be there?" you asked solemnly.
"No," Tommy stated emphatically. With his reassurance, you reluctantly agreed, hoping you could believe his work was only that. However, an ache twisted deep within your gut telling you this all felt far too familiar and you chided yourself for losing your nerve to have a proper conversation about your fears. You weren't sure how he always managed to seduce you back into his arms, but a part of you believed him when he spoke to you this way. Perhaps it's because you wanted to put your faith in him so badly.
When the evening of the ball finally arrived, you felt more confident in your place by Tommy's side. He hadn't had work commitments for three days beforehand and you'd spent time at Arrow House riding in the fresh air and enjoying each other's company. You felt the joy you'd experienced at the beginning of your relationship returning slowly and that made you hopeful.
As Tommy guided you inside the ballroom, you moved with him noting his good mood and you relaxed enough to excuse yourself for a glass of champagne. When you returned, he was nowhere to be found. You circled the dance floor and peered out onto the balcony, but he had disappeared from sight. Finally, you decided to take a stroll through the gardens and that's when you heard the frantic whispers of a couple in passionate argument. You stopped behind a hedgerow to listen, only moments later wishing you'd carried on walking.
"That was one night, Tommy. Why would she mind? A good fuck is how the upper class shake hands," the woman said raising her voice and adding a devilish giggle at the end. You felt your heart catch at her admission. Blinking back tears, you ducked your head to hide as the woman began to move from the shadows.
"Tomorrow evening, same time?" she asked, although it sounded more like a demand than a question. As she moved into a pool of light emanating from the ballroom above, your eyes widened in horror at the recognition. When you realized Diana Mitford stood before you, you shuttered involuntarily waiting for Tommy's reply.
He cleared his throat as Diana shot him a withering glare. "Yes, I'll be there," he choked out finally. You were unable to draw a breath, feeling your chest collapse in on itself as though you'd been stabbed in the heart. How could he do such a thing, you wondered?
Diana turned with a flourish, picking up the skirt of her expensive gown and sashayed triumphantly up the steps to the party. After she had gone, the spell was broken over your frozen form and you began running, only to trip on the stones in the path. Hearing the sudden commotion, Tommy came up behind you and you looked into his ashen face.
"My darling..." he said fumbling for words and reaching for you to help you up.
"I know you're not talking to me. I hope she was worth it, Tommy," you said as you jerked your arm out of his hand and walked away, leaving him alone with his regret.
🍾 Spill champagne~Request a juicy blurb that will make you spill your drink using this drama prompt list.
Written for my 1K celebration.
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lilmissfanfic · 4 months
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The end..
(Please don’t take my work. Readers +18. WARNING child loss mentioned)
Reader has settled happily with Oswald, but also having a past with the one and only Jeremiah Valeska. Now she needs to officially end things with Jeremiah before going out her husband.
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I rode in my limo to pick up my one and only. The doors open as I saw the press sorrond him
"Mr. Cobblepot, What's the first thing you'll do as a free man?"
"I shall lay flowers on the grave of my beloved mother with my beautiful loving wife by my side" my husband said
"what is Jim Gordans role in your recocilnation? do you seek revenge?
"the best revenge against Jim Gordon will be a life serving the city I love, by the people I love" he smiled then stopped when he notice something across the street.
I looked over and saw two men looking at him. He asked one of the press something and I looked back over at the two men.
Oswald got in the car with one of the press0 members. They sat across from me on the back side.
"hello Mr. Cobblepot" I said
"Hello, Mrs. Cobblepot. You looking quite beautiful as always." I blushed,, he smiled then he folded his hat. He wore the suit I sent him, A glass spectcal over his blue eye. He looked terrific in my eyes. He looked kinda hot. Enspecally when he yelled at the Press guy to switch coats and take his jacket. The man then left the car as I laughed.
"oh pengy, I fall in love with you everyday." I smiled
"I love you too, my little birdy" He smiled
"driver, to our next destination. I have an erron to run but after that I'm all yours" I smirked as the car began
,"you better" I laughed as he leaned towards me and smashed his lips onto mine but I quickly pulled away
"don't tease" he groweld kissing me again making me giggle.
When we got to the location I broke away from Oswald as he pout
"stay out of trouble while im gone" I said as I booped his nose
"no promises" He smiled as I laughed then kissed him goodbye
"turn around i won't ask again" Barbra said pointing the gun at the women
I hid behide the wall of the old bar well as I saw the once love of my life, 
"surprise" he said behide her. She went hit him but he doge her and pushed her into Ecco who had a knife to her throat.
"easy it's just a surprise party, for you Barbra Keen, in line Queen of Gotham, Buissness Tyson, how exciting. But their was another you. I seem to recall. Wasen't their? Then again thier was another me too. Oh so hard to hold on to what's real. It's enough to drive you mad." he laughed
All of sudden, Barbra daughter ran before I could stop her over throwing a glass where Barbra hit to the flower and turned the knife to Ecco making her stab herself. But Jeremiah shot Barbra in the leg. as the little girl hit him
"cute.. She has your eyes, for now." He picked up the little girl who was still kicking away. He notice Ecco covering her wond
"oh I..I think she nicked me daddy... I.. oh boy" she sighed
"oh dear me, my sweet nongogal, my ecco. Their will be none like you" he smiled
"really?" she smiled. I loaded my gun and shot her. she smiled as she bled out through her mouth and fell onto the floor."
"but she was never you" he said and turned to look at me
"let them go, Jeremiah" I pointed the gun at him
"oh my dearest treasure, look at you, such a big girl" he said hitting the gun against Barbra
"How I missed you, What do you say we play a little game, like old times? Hmm?"
"Barbra, James Gordon will be at your apartment at this second and I want you to deliver a message. okay. okay? okay."
"and what about me?" I asked playing fake hurt
"like always, by my side. My partner in crime, my lover, my dearest treasure. My wife" he laughed
"Hate to break it to you but not anymore, puddin" I said and he laughed
"oh come on, y/n/n. Don't be fussy. Come back to your Daddy, Where you belong, In my arms." He held out his arms but I stood my ground. He began to slowly walk towards me.
"so did we ever did have our baby?" he asked
"no" I said sternly
"No? oh" he said dissapointed
"I lost him... his name was Xander Mark Valaska, after my father.. and his father" Jeremiah stood their
"he was beautiful... Even had your eyes and smile before he passed" I said almost in tears
"Hmm well half to try again later" he shrugged "enough sappy stuff, come on we have work to do" he said emotionless
"hello comssioner, were waiting, the party waiting. But its well pass the princess bed time. It's funny being back here. I can still feel my flesh sizzleing like it melted away. you think so?"
I was tied up to the fence while the little girl hung down on a rope helfd by Jeremiah above the acids,
"Barbra. Miss Mayor, everythings going to be fine" Jim said
"Oh whatever Jim" i rolled my eyes
"personally i think things are far away from fine they can possibly be, Barbra lee. What do I know, I just spent the last ten years in the funny farm." he giggled
"What do you want Jeremiah."
"is thier a Jeremiah here?" 
"so what do I call you" I pulled out my blade and began sawing the rope
"uh.. I don't know call me jack- no that sound right. Joseph, John, Jay, I don't know. I just feel something new here, crawling from the oozing to be something beautiful."
"how long have you been pretending to be brain damage?"
"how long have you been pretending to joke? I know your not pretending- That's far enough James. uh tututu
"you still haven't told me. why? why keep pretending?"
"I was waiting for him to come home. were bond together he and I. One thing I knew for certin, the one thing I knew was true. And I couldn't just abound us.  do you know how it feels to have the one. the only thing you love. ripped away from you. It feels like this" he let go of the rope.
"no!" Jim caught it in time but then Jeremiah stabbed him as he laughed
"doesn't it funny it was. but i'll admit it was fun planning the fun codmissoner." suddenly metal boomerang swung over hitting him
"who's thier? what do you want? show yourself! show yourself!" Jeremiah looked up in shocked. 
"you.." he began laughing till another boomerang hit him in the hand. He laughed eximaning. I got my ropes undone and punched Jere in the face. Gordon pulled her up the girl up
"it's okay" he told her
"get her out of here!" I said as Jeremiah began to come back. He began laughing once more as he sat up
"Go!" I yelled and they did. 
"I did it, I created the Dark Kni-" I kicked him in the gut
"oooh my dearest treasure, easy on daddy their, you wouldn't want to hurt me now would you?" he laughed
"I'm done playing your games. I want to end this once and for all" I said pointing the gun at him.  He just smiled as I held the gun. The once of my love, the father of my lost child, my ex-husband, and my childhood best friend.
"you wouldn't dare, you don't have the guts, why do I even bother" he grumbled taking the gun then pointing it at me
"I know slick fella with a cheap suit and cheaper grin telling me what to do! Ever Again! we had mad love once upon a time, But NOW that's OVER MR J" I said. he stepped back in shocked and I kneed im in the gut, climbing over his shoulder and gebbing a pole to turn him. then hopped down behinde him then kicked him in to the acids
"I am the Queen of Gotham, and I don't need no man" I groweld through my teeth. I saw something drop their the edge infrount of me
"good to see ya" I smiled. We looked at the acid then he disseaper and I ran away 
Oswalds POV
Ed was shoved in the car next to me
"Edward Nygma, it is very good to see you
"Oswald, I thought you were behide this 
"i'm not but I thought you might need some help and what else are friends for" he laughed "you look well"
"you too, a little thicker in the middle" he laughed "Damn it's good to see you Oswald"
Suddenly something fell on the car and the driver crashed it. We walked out the car I couldn't believe my eyes
Y/n POV
I ran down the street where cops piled up. Then I saw hung from a light post was my dearest husband and the riddler. They bickered and disress noises as I began to chuckle
"Miss Mayor, Do you want them to come down" Foxy said as I laughed. they both looked at me
"In a little while, I'm enjoying this" I laughed
"a little to much don't you think?" Ed yelled
"keep it up and you'll be up thier for the night" I laughed
"little birdy please!" Oswld begged
"Ozzy, your fine up their and I'll be here when you come down. Maybe.." I laughed
"Do Not Tease!" he threw a little tantrum making me laugh even more
"alright alright, get em down" I said 
As soon as they were down, Oswald stood up and kissed me
"thank you, baby birdy" he said holding me tight till we heard someone clear their throat. We turned our attention to Ed
"I just wanted to say thanks and It's good to see you both" He smiled. Oswald smiled and hugged him in a friendly way then he turned to me.
"it's good to see you too Ed" I smiled and hugged him
"and hey if you need a chief in staff-"
"we'll see" I laughed
"well goodnight" he said and walked away. Our other limo pulled up and Oswald wrapped his arm around my waist as we began walking
"I guess this is our happy ending" I sighed
"my love, this is only the begining" we smiled as he kissed me pationatly
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finniestoncrane · 1 year
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Hi for like the third time this week! (this is still the same anon who cannot stop sending you asks about Reeves!Verse Penguin). Your writing has me down so bad for this old man hnnngggg (I promise I will stop cluttering your inbox now!)
But do you have any headcanons for our beloved Oswald? Like, not necessarily romantic ones, but like, how he views himself, random facts about him that you just absolutely hold to be true? As always, absolutely no pressure to answer, I was just curious!
(also, I didn't know there was going to be a spin-off with him??? is this true??)
Thank you for putting up with my endless Daddy Oz asks and for your absolutely wonderful writing!! 💜💜
you're not cluttering anon you're just lovely and sweet and giving me an excuse to think about him every day (even though i do that anyway)
BUT YEAH OK YOU OPENED THE FLOODGATES i have a whole like 2k words of headcanon notes that i keep meaning to find time to organise and write out properly, but i'd love to share my favourites with no particular sort of organisation i am so sorry lmao 💜
he makes his s/o and/or family go for sunday walks together but he calls them the "sunday waddles" because he's a dork
makes pasta like his grandmother used to make to a secret recipe and lets you taste it by licking his finger
insists on recreating the lady and the tramp scene with spaghetti anytime it's on the table in front of you
one of his favourite hobbies is bowling, he has his own specially made ball and matching gloves and shoes and shirt, and he holds your hips while you throw and is very keen to help you play
he'll use so many petnames for people, s/o and friends and goons, that he will forget people's actual names
he's the sweetest around kids, calls himself uncle oz and is always handing them $50 bills
he speaks italian when he's railing you
100% is in charge of the grill at BBQs and has an apron that looks like a tuxedo
he celebrates redundant anniversaries with too many gifts and far too much enthusiasm like the first time he saw you, the first time you spoke to him, the first time you spent the night, the first time you kissed, the first time you took a ride in his car etc.
i've named his kids i'm sorry he has two sons called lorenzo and walden and he calls them lolly and wally (for daddy oz i will be soft enough for kids)
he flirts with EVERYONE. wait staff, bartenders, the guy at the bank, his goons, your mother
you show him an old woman, he's got them swooning and calling him a precious young man while they pinch his cheeks, he is such a charmer
he has dogs. so many dogs. pomeranians and chihuahuas. and they're all named after pasta dishes. he cookes them steak every night and he'll be out on his lawn in the morning with like 10 leashes taking them all for a walk and they all sleep in the bed with him every night
he doesn't think he's particularly handsome but he knows he holds himself well and looks smart all the time
he thought he'd be dead before he hit 40 (shot, cigars, drinking)
he hasn't thrown a punch in action in over a decade because he doesn't need to anymore but he has a punching bag in his garage to keep himself prepared
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ireallylovepuppies101 · 9 months
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Cat-Dad AU 4
Part 4!!!
Years go by. The boys grow up pretty happy. They become older cousins when Nora has Inky and Winky, and a few years later Oswald and Ortensia announce that they’re going to be parents. Everyone would be thrilled for them, and also blown away over how they have 420 baby bunnies. Safe to say Felix returns the favor of the two of them babysitting so often by helping them raise the bunnies with the boys.
Bendy and Boris get dubbed Big Brothers by the bunny kids, and they absolutely love all of them with all their hearts. They even know all the bunny kids by name and can tell them apart with how much they and Felix spend time with them.
As they grew up Bendy and Boris also went on a few adventures with Felix. Albeit the safer ones, because Felix isn’t about to take them on a trip he knows will leave them traumatized. This results in Bendy and Boris growing up learning a lot of different languages, and even having some friends they write to when they’re home.
Things go pretty okay for a while, but then they get, complicated, when Bendy’s roughly 16.
Ortensia gets sick. She tries to hide it from the kids to avoid scaring them, but Bendy at one point was spending time with her when she had a rather painful looking coughing fit and coughed out a black substance into her handkerchief, which alarmed Bendy quite a bit as he called out for Oswald and his Dad for help.
The circus crew make plans to leave and look into finding a cure for Ortensia when doctors have no idea how to help. Before leaving, Ortensia pulls Felix aside to talk to him privately. “You’re an amazing friend Felix, you’ve done so much for my family, and we grew to love you and your family as well. Oswald and I care so much about you… and I know how much you’ve held back for us because you care for us as well.”
Felix’s stomach drops, knowing what Ortensia is implying. He’d try apologizing to her but she stops him. “I don’t blame you Felix, Oswald is an amazing man. What matters is that you value our friendship and happiness more than your own feelings… Which is why I need you to promise me, that you make sure Oswald is as happy as he can be, and to watch over our family for me if things don’t go as we hope.”
Speechless as he processes what Ortensia is asking of him, Felix can’t help himself as he pulls Ortensia into a tight hug. “I promise, as long as you promise to do your best to come back to us.”
As they all bid each other goodbye, Boris asks Ortensia if she’ll be okay. The cat woman simply gives both Boris and Bendy forehead kisses and hugs both of them, saying that everything will be okay. Bendy notices she didn’t specifically say SHE’LL be okay, but doesn’t comment on it for Boris’ sake as the two hug their mother figure goodbye.
During the time the Circus crew are gone, Wilson leaves for work. Promising the boys and Felix he’d call often to tell them about what he’s been up to and catch up with all of them.
Bendy and Boris at the time fall into a bit of a routine. While their dad works, Bendy and Boris finish their home school work for the day, hang out around town or at the college (due to Wilson working there Bendy and Boris get special access, or sometimes work odd jobs helping other teachers there) and then go home to help Felix prepare dinner then spend family time together before bed. Though a certain girl shakes up that routine.
Holly May learns about Bendy and Boris coming to the college she’s attending to either work or spend time at the library, and knows all too well how they’re the sons of one of her favorite authors. So, one day, she tries to introduce herself to them in hopes of sparking a friendship.
It works, sorta. She was a bit overly bold with her introduction and caught Bendy and Boris so by surprise that she startled the two of them quite a bit, made them bump into the bookshelf they were checking out, and Bendy had to scramble to stop the bookshelves from toppling over like dominos. Still resulted in books falling all over the floor when Bendy caught the tipping shelf, and the librarian kicking them out. Safe to say Bendy didn’t like Holly at first thinking she was just trying to get something out of them because their dad is famous, though thankfully Boris would be more willing to accept her apology for the situation and ask her if she wants to come with them to get lunch.
They all over time become close enough where Holly gets invited to their house for dinner and meets Felix in person, Felix thinks Holly is a very sweet girl and is glad his boys made friends with her. Though he finds himself parenting her a bit when he sometimes supervises her and his boys studying and testing runes, patching her up when those tests get unexpectedly dangerous, and occasionally dropping off a bagged lunch for her when he swings by the college because he knows he would have forgotten to eat if he didn’t have baby/toddler Bendy around who would make it loud and clear that it was time to eat.
Her coming over for dinner would start becoming a regular thing, So Holly would be there when Bendy opens the door and sees his Dad on the phone. He’d be ready to greet him, until he gets a good look at his dad’s face.
Horror, and grief as tears stain the fur on Felix’s face.
When he notices the boys and Holly staring at him in concern, Felix quickly tells the person over the phone that he has to go, and wishes them a safe trip home before hanging up and turning to his kids.
With a heavy heart, he tells Bendy and Boris Mickey and the others are coming back, and that Ortensia is gone.
Boris would be devastated. Crying his heart out as Felix holds him tightly and tries to comfort his youngest son. Bendy would look like he’s in shock, trying his best to comfort Boris as well, while Holly keeps a hand firmly placed on his shoulder and rubs Boris’ back as he cries. Clearly no one would be in the mood to cook that night, so Holly offers to go pick up some dinner while the boys stay with their dad. Bendy insists on going with her since it’s getting dark out. Though worried about his oldest son, Felix lets him go and tells the two of them to be careful and hurry back.
The walk would be tense, and quiet. Holly would be trying to think of what to say, but she didn’t know Ortensia like the boys and Felix did. She’d keep trying to think of what she would have wanted to hear when her father passed, but before she can think of anything, seemingly out of nowhere, with his eyes glowing red, Bendy straight up punches a brick wall hard enough to leave a mark, and to cut up/bruise his fist on the rough material.
Holly would clearly see the tears wanting to spill from Bendy’s eyes, so instead of saying something, Holly stays quiet as she pulls Bendy into a tight hug. It doesn’t take long for her to feel her shirt getting wet with tears as Bendy trembles and hugs her back while muttering swear words through his muffled sobs.
When they get back with the food Felix doesn’t seem all that surprised to see Bendy’s bloody fist wrapped up in a handkerchief, instead he asks Holly to stay with Boris as he takes Bendy to the bathroom to wrap up his wound properly, and to comfort him in private.
And on that oh so happy note that totally didn’t make me cry while writing it, it’s time for the funfacts!
-One of the people Bendy and Boris are penpals with is a nice girl in china named Mulan. She and her family let them and their Dad stay at their home during their time in their country. She taught them how to play games she grew up with, how to make some of her favorite foods, taught them things about her culture, etc. The three of them had fun together and stayed in touch for many years.
-The reason the boys are homeschooled is because attending school didn’t really go well for Bendy. When he was younger Felix showed up because he forgot Bendy’s lunch at home, but found his son sitting in the corner during class reading while all the other kids were together. When he asked Bendy why he was sitting alone, Bendy responded “My Teacher says I’m not allowed to talk to the other kids.” Took every bit of willpower in Felix to put on a smile for Bendy to tell him to wait right there as he went to talk to the teacher and principal. Bendy isn’t at all phased as he hears a lot of commotion from his Dad’s “talk” in the hallway (he’s dealt with louder and crazier stuff thanks to growing up around a few zany family members). So instead of putting Bendy through that again, Felix decides to homeschool his sons. Frankly they learn more due to growing up around a college anyways.
-Holly appreciates Felix looking out for her. Heck he even reminds her of her own dad, which at one point she’d tell him that. Felix in return smiles and tells her that he bets her father would be really proud of the woman she’s becoming. That results in Holly tearing up and hugging Felix tightly as Felix hugs her back.
-Bendy and Boris’ outfits would be a bit different in this AU. Not sure how different yet, but I do imagine Boris wearing a bandana that Ortenisa made out of an old scarf she doesn’t wear anymore, and Bendy having a vest that used to be an old jacket of his Dad’s. It was made into a vest due to one of Felix’s adventures resulting in one or both of the sleeves getting ripped off.
-After Ortensia passed Bendy made pins that looked like her favorite flower in her memory. Boris wears his on the bandana Ortensia made for him, Felix keeps his safely inside Magic Bag so he doesn’t lose it due to his adventures, and Bendy wears his on the inside of his vest. Staring at it sometimes when he thinks about her.
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Hello! While the requests are open I would like to ask to know how the preparation for Christmas and the celebration itself will take place together with the penguins.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year❤️!
A/N: Of course anon! Sorry this took some time to get to, I’m trying to get all the seasonal/festive requests done before the season is over and I got crazy, crazy busy needless to say like everyone else has been, and other...things…rip BUT Happy Holidays and Happy New Year!
Christmas w/ The Penguins:
Arkhamverse Penguin: 
- It’s difficult to prepare for the season. 
- Oz is..crazy busy, almost all the way up to Christmas Eve or early Christmas morning.
- However, when the two of you start dating…he tries to make more of an effort to spend time with you.
- Especially after one year, despite the countless gifts he gave you, you made it known you just wanted to be with him the most. 
- He understands and promises to make time for you in time for the holiday.
- So while he isn’t always there to help you prep for the holiday. 
- Oz does make an effort to be there for you when he can and compliment your work when he can. 
- You’re pleased to see he’s still in bed with you on Christmas morning, after a sweet night out the night before.
Reevesverse/Farrell Penguin:
- Much like Arkham, he struggles at first to find the proper time to spend helping you prep for the season.  
- He definitely tries his best, but there are some years that he can’t get away. But you appreciate what time you get with him all the same. 
- When you do get him all to yourself, he’s there 100%. 
- He helps hand you decorations to put up. 
- He takes you out and about on the town (he’s silently taking tabs on whatever catches your eye in the window to get for you). 
- If you want to cook dinner, he’ll help prep you for it.
- If you don’t he’s already got it covered with a special night out. 
- You're always appreciative of the times you get to spend with him for the holidays
Gotham Penguin: 
- Oswald never cared much for the holidays.
- He found them to be a waste of time. 
- A distraction, something to take advantage of someone else who held the season in high regard.
- However, he’ll take…less of vindictive route now that he has you.
- It’ll take a couple years to warm him up to the season. 
- You can also count on Butch and Zsasz to get involved in getting the festivities going!
- Oswald’s the best to go to for ornament placements on the tree or where to place the tinsel or lights.
- He also comes up with the most original and thoughtful gifts. 
- It takes time, but once he's on board. Christmases with Oswald are special and loving. 
BTAS Penguin: 
- Oswald never did anything too grand for the occasion. 
- Spend the night with his birds, whom he’s given gifts for every single one. 
- Now with you, the season is much more precious than before. 
- He enjoys watching you decorate around the apartment. 
- Just seeing you so joyful and comfortable in a space with him makes his heart swell. 
- You can absolutely depend on Ozzie training his birds to come in at any given moment with a mistletoe. 
- Come Christmas morning, Oz never fails to melt your heart at his thoughtful gift.
- And Oswald adores anything you get him, just the fact you saw something and thought of him makes him beam with love.
- This holiday is a special day to show your love for one another. 
TNBA Penguin: 
- Normally, he’d just host a party in the Iceberg Lounge. 
- Which he still does, but now he has you to help him decorate and set up the -acts.
- Oswald enjoys being able to include you in his business, especially when there’s less…crime involved. 
- Whenever you’re decorating the club before it opens, he enjoys helping you in anyway he can. 
- He’s always holding up the ladder that you’re standing on regardless how steady it looks.
- Oswald’s eternally grateful for your love and devotion every day to him and his businesses. 
- It should be no surprise he sometimes over does it on gifts. 
- But seeing Oswald and the club do well is rewarding enough in of itself. 
- Once the festivities of Christmas Eve at the club have come to pass. 
- You both gladly gift yourself with the individual affections and devotions of each other.  
Telltale Penguin:
- Ozzie sort of forgot about the holiday, it just made him think of memories of his late parents. 
- With you though, he supposes he’s open to creating new Christmas memories with you.
- It’s like pulling teeth getting him to actually help. 
- Ozzie is more occupied messing with you and distracting you instead. 
- It’s a miracle you get a tree up before Christmas. 
- Albeit, you’re just happy to see Ozzie enjoying himself. 
- You two dance around what gifts to give each other, yet you both were able to come up with something for each other. 
- As cheesy as it is, you tell him how having him back with you in Gotham is by far the best gift. 
- He smiles sheepishly, but admits that he’s grateful every day to still have you to come back home to. 
One Bad Day Penguin: 
- He is all for the season even before and after he met you. 
- Before, Oz saw the holiday as a lucrative night for the Iceberg Lounge. 
- Every now and then if he found it he got gifts for Lili and Freida. 
- When you and him get together, you kick the holidays into full swing. 
- You and Lili have a blast decorating the club and planning the music.
- You also definitely rely on her for reconnaissance on a gift for Ozzie (and vice versa for Oz as well)
- Every now and then Oz will offer some advice or a third eye for the decor (also plans out strategic locations for mistletoe, he never misses a chance to show off your relationship to patrons)
- Like most Christmas Eves, you two spend it at the club; dancing, laughing, smiling, celebrating another successful year for the Iceberg Lounge. 
- Come Christmas morning, you two are tucked away in your home, spending precious quality time together. 
The Batman (2004) Penguin:
- This Ozzie has mostly spent his Christmases alone since his folks are gone.
- He’s thrilled to have someone to spend the holiday with.
- (and someone to spoil him…)
- As I’ve mentioned before, you better believe he’ll be following you around with a mistletoe attached to a string. 
- Looking for any moment, in between the decorating, cooking, or wrapping that he can score a kiss from you. 
- Speaking of wrapping, you’re going to need a secret hideout JUST for gift wrapping alone. 
- Ozzie is nosy and highly curious to what you got him. 
- This pengy is quite literally a child, so don’t be surprised lmao. 
- Distract him, give him kisses, lock up the gifts in an undisclosed location. 
- You’ll be golden. 
Batman Unlimited Penguin: 
- Oswald usually dreads these events. 
- All the family, friends, love, and happiness…everything he never had. It disgusted and frustrated him. 
- Much like for most of these pengys, now that he has someone to actually share the holidays with. 
- It vastly changes…everything. It’ll be a culture shock for him. 
- However his heart will bloom seeing you enjoying yourself getting into the spirit. 
- Anything to keep you smiling he’s all for. 
- He’ll help you decorate when he can, but he is significantly older and tends to run out of steam quick sometimes. 
- Oswald is nothing if not tactical. He tries to use this time to find out what you want for Christmas. 
- And he won’t be taking no, nothing, or “I’m fine” for an answer. 
- Although, his heart skips a beat when you tell him that he’s the best gift you’ve ever received.
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