#butch Gilzean x reader
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How Gotham villains react to their s/o getting shot
Oswald Cobblepot
Victor Zsasz
Butch Gilzean
Eduardo Dorrance
Salvatore Maroni
Translation: Sul doppio - on the double, Tesoro - sweetheart
Oswald
Y/n was laying in the grass, blood running down her side. Oswald came running down the hill four guards behind him, he fell to his knees beside her and pulled her close.
"Who did this to you, my dear?" He whispered.
Y/n could barely speak, the pain was too much. She shook her head and gripped one of his lapels.
"I-I didn't see the face....but I think they worked for Fish Mooney."
Oswald went hot and cold at the very sound of her name, he would make her suffer for this. Nobody does this to his woman and lives.
"Gabe! Bring Y/n back up to the house. I need to make a visit to an old friend."
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Victor Zsasz
Y/n and Zsasz are walking down the road in the rain, it's dark outside and cold. Zsasz hears a gun shot quite close to them, he turned in the direction of the sound when Y/n barely whispers his name.
"V-Victor..."
He spun around and caught her in his arms before she could hit the ground, Victor pressed his hand into her wound and rested his forehead on hers.
"You'll be alright, don't worry...I'll get you home."
Y/n's vision went black and her body felt cold...
Victor gently dabbed a warm washcloth on her forehead while rubbing her arm.
"Victor?" She asked as she opened her eyes, he smiled and connected his lips with hers.
"I won't rest until I find who did this." He whispered.
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Butch Gilzean
"Woah woah woah!" Butch yelled as Y/n and him raised their hands.
"Nobody has to get hurt here!" Y/n said.
The man in black pointed a gun at her and pulled the trigger, she fell to the floor and gasped.
"You son of a bitch!" Butch yelled.
"Don't fuckin move!" The man in black pointed the gun at him. "Now you'll sit there and watch her die!"
Butch charged at him and knocked his ass out, he picked y/n up and laid her out onto the couch.
"Y/n, stay with me baby. Come on it'll be okay....I'll get you some help."
Butch ran to get Mooney and the nearest physician he could find, when he came back he stayed by her side and stared daggers at the physician.
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Eduardo Dorrance
Y/n was sitting on the floor, back against the wall when Eddie came running in.
"Y/n!?" He called out. He stopped when he saw her. Y/n was bleeding from her shoulder and obviously about to pass out.
Eduardo could hear footsteps enter the room from the one adjacent to it. Y/n let out a quiet cough and Eddie knelt down next to her making sure she was alright.
"Y/n? Stay with me..."
"I doubt she'll live for very much longer." A man's voice said as he stepped into the light.
Eddie slowly reached for the gun strapped to his thigh, making sure the man in front of him couldn't see.
"Who the hell are you?"
"I am Nathaniel Barnes! I'm sure you've heard of me."
Eddie nodded..
"Yeah I've heard of you, formally Captain of the GCPD. Turned psychopath, tried to kill Jim Gordon. Now you go after a defenseless woman? In her own home, I can see you're still a sick bastard."
Eddie stood and quickly pointed his gun at Barnes, pulling the trigger and shooting him in the gut.
He pulled out his phone and dialed Jim's number, when he picked up Eddie didn't give him a chance to say "Hello".
"Jim! Barnes shot Y/n and I need an ambulance immediately! Why don't you and Harvey get down here and take this son of a bitch in?"
Eduardo hung up and knelt back down next to Y/n, he tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled at her.
"You'll be alright, Gorgeous. They'll be here soon, you just gotta stay awake."
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Salvatore Maroni
The Irish man held a gun to Y/n's head as Maroni's men circled him.
"I'll kill her, Sal."
Maroni looked livid, this mooch had a gun to HIS girl, in HIS bar. And the man thought he was gonna escape with his life?
"You shoot her, you'll never make it out that door." He said.
The Irishman laughed and pressed the gun to her back, pulling the trigger.
Y/n's eyes when wide, she could feel the hot liquid run down her back.
"S-Sal...I." She stuttered and fell to the floor.
The man pointed the gun at Salvatore and fired, the gun didn't shoot, it only jammed.
Maroni smiled and motioned for his men to grab him, Sal pickled her up and took her to the back and laid her down on the soft couch.
"Franky!" He yelled. "Get me a doctor, sul doppio!
Tears ran down y/n's face, she let out a quiet sob and rapped her arms around his neck.
"Shh shh shh. Don't cry, Tesoro. I'm not going anywhere, I'm staying right here with you."
THE END ❤️
(I hope you liked it. It's not my best work, but I've had covid for a while and haven't been in the right mindset to write stories. But I just decided to make this because I enjoy making Gotham villain headcanons.)
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Could you write Butch reacting to someone (reader) having the biggest crush on him? Like blushing, stuttering, all that jazz
AHHHHHH yes ofc sorry you are my first real ask anon so I am very excited lol, ik it probably won’t be the best since I’m just starting to write fanfiction but thank you so much for the ask anon!
Butch Gilzean x Gn!reader
Description: Butch never really thought anyone could like him, never mind Y/n, what happens when Y/n is talking to their coworker at Fish’s place and Butch overhears?
Warnings: None really, maybe nervousness? Fluff and a kiss
I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION FOR THIS TO BE ANYWHERE EXCEPT ON MY TUMBLR AND WATTPAD, my wattpad is @itz_sugarrocky.
A/n: I might start naming these btw so if anyone has any suggestions lmk!
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Y/n was serving at the bar with their coworker Olivia, when they sew him walk in. Butch Gilzean, Fish’s right hand man. He disappeared with Fish going upstairs, and Y/n sighs.
“Alright that is enough Y/n, why don’t you just tell him already? What could go wrong” Olivia asked snapping Y/n out of their daydream.
“Olivia! I’m not sure if you remember but, news flash, everything can go wrong. He could get offended and fire me, he can do that ya know, or he could just laugh in my face! Now that would be a detrimental blow to my self esteem. PLUS how would I even tell him, what just walk up to him and say he’s pretty or that I love his sm- why are you smiling like that?” Y/n asked Olivia, who was smiling like the Cheshire cat. Y/n turns around to see that the one and only Butch Gilzean was sitting right behind them waiting to order but instead got Y/n’s confession that they had a crush on him. Y/n’s face turns a bright shade scarlet red, they couldn’t think of anything to say so they turned and just walked out of the club.
Butch was sitting there dumbstruck, Y/n, the one person he just knew couldn’t like him. I mean, he was part of the mob, that made it hard enough to find friends much less a partner. He looks at Olivia with a dazed look on his face.
“Unbelievable, what are you doing! You told me yesterday you wanted to tell them you liked them and here you are after they admit that they like you too, granted it was on accident, you’re still sitting here! GO AFTER THEM!” And just like that Butch snaps out of it and follows the direction Y/n went. He ends up finding them outside leaning against the wall of the club. About a minute went by before Y/n noticed butch was standing next to them, an uneasy silence being shared along with the noises of Gotham surrounding them, both waiting for the other to say something, anything.
“I’m sorry I-” “Y/n look-” both of them started to say at the same time and they both burst out laughing, thinking this was as ridiculous and cliche as it is in the movies. As the laughter faded Butch took the opportunity to say what he needed to say, and with every second his face got redder and redder from nervousness and slight embarrassment.
“Y/n, l-look, I heard what you said back there and I just gotta know, d-” Butch cleared his throat
“Did you mean it?” He looked towards Y/n, waiting for their response, only to see they were already looking at him.
“Of course I meant it, I’ve had a crush on you since I started working here, was I really able to keep it from you this long? You’d think a guy who’s climbing up the ladder in the mob scene would notice something as stu-” then before Y/n could finish their sentence Butch kissed them. It was a shot and light kiss, but enough to convey their feelings for one another, it ended as quickly as it began but the moment was ruined by a call from Fish. Butch hung up the phone and turned to Y/n.
“Sorry I gotta go, but how ‘bout dinner tonight, I know a place with the best Italian food.”
“That sounds perfect” Y/n said warmly
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I just imagined, that Maggie and Y/N got drunk and started to chatter, like girl talk, about top 3 the most handsome men in Gotham, who would you rather..., Bang marry kill etc. Think you could go on with it? :D
Girls Night Out!
Today has been the absolute worst. Not only did I have three floral cancellations, but a spontaneous wedding just had to happen. And the bride was demanding I get 2 days worth of work done in 5 hours. I’d pricked myself on several roses, and the fragile calendula petals kept ripping from their stems. I was about three seconds away from just burning the whole place to the ground with me inside.
“Maggie, what are you still doing here?” My boss asked.
“Wedding, bridzilla, no time.” I mumbled.
“Yikes, want some help?”
“She’ll notice of the work isn’t mine, she’s very picky and if I have to see her cry one more time today, I’m going to shove a bundle of roses down my throat, with thorns still intact.”
He held up his hands in mock surrender and walked away. But just as he reached the door he paused.
“Oh, umm somebody left you something out front. Just make sure to lock up when you’re done ok?”
“Did you see who?”
“Only saw the back of their head as the left, red hair.”
“Fuck.” I muttered. “Ok thanks. I’ll let you know when I’ve locked up for the night. Who gets married at midnight in Gotham anyways?”
“Beats me kid, try and get some rest ok. Maybe take tomorrow off.”
“Thanks.”
By the time I got of work I wanted to slam my head into a wall repeatedly. My hands were shaking from how much I stressed over every little detail on the bouquets. Out of instinct my feet carried me to Y/N’s place. I didn’t really wanna go back to one of Oswald’s moods at the moment. So I found myself knocking at the assassins door. I was surprised when I heard laughter on the other side. She looked down at me when she open the door.
“Oh Maggie, what a pleasant surprise.”
Her smirk was anything but comforting at the moment. She was planning something. Before I could even ask what she was up to, she dragged me into her house. That’s when I saw a familiar face.
“Tabby, what are you doing here?”
It was clear from the bottle littered around that these two were already halfway on their way to being drunk. And I kind of envied that.
“Y/N was having a bad day, one that killing people wouldn’t fix. So we’re having a girls evening? Care to join us Bunny?”
I rolled my eyes at the nickname, but quickly walked over. Y/N sat beside Tabitha on the couch, and I gently lifted Tabitha’s hands, sitting on her lap.
“There is a whole couch you know?”
“You’re comfier, Mon Cher.” I flirted.
Y/N raised her brow at the two of this.
“Not that I’m not enjoying the show, because I certainly am, but when did this happen?” Y/N mused.
“You remember a while back what I said when I dealt with the whole Fish issue?”
“Yeah… wait-“
“Omg Y/N! You really thought I was sleeping with Tabitha’s boyfriend and she didn’t know about it? That’s totally against girl code!”
Tabitha watched the two of us in amusement, playing with my hair. She slowly undid the right braid in my hair, unknowing realising the tension from my scalp. I wasn’t even really aware it was there until it suddenly wasn’t, I instinctively leaned into her touch. It was nice to feel wanted, even if it was nothing serious. Tabitha always knew how to make me feel better.
“We’ll you surprised us with a lot of things that day Kitten, how was I supposed to know you were at turning a new leaf?”
She sipped her wine with a smirk on her face.
“That’s phrase is usually used when someone suddenly chooses to have morals, not be a horn wrecking whore.”
“To each their own. By the way, what the hell are you wearing?”
“What’s wrong with my outfit?”
“Darling, hate to break it to you, but in this town, you might as well be dressed as a nun.” Tabitha clarified.
I looked down at my outfit in shame. I didn’t think it was that bad, but then again, I was in the company of two of the most dangerously beautiful people in the whole city. I let out an exasperated sigh, letting my face lull back into the crook of Tabitha’s neck.
“And what exactly do you want me to do about that?” I questioned.
“Strip.” Y/N all but commanded.
“Excuse-moi?”
“You heard me, then Tabby and I will choice your outfit for this evening. Come on, it will be fun. Don’t you agree Tigress?”
“I think that’s a great idea.”
I glared at the two of them. But got up from my seat anyways.
“You know I hate the two do you, like on a personal level right?”
“Join the club.” They said in sync.
“Fine, but I’m not drunk enough for this. Also there’s like no music, what the hell am I supposed to strip to? The sound of my heart beat?”
“I can fix both of those issue Mon Cherie, just give me a moment.”
Y/N left to raid her liquor cabinet. And I stared at Tabitha in bewilderment.
“I can’t believe I’m actually going to do this.”
“Like it’s the craziest thing you’ve done Bunny? What happens at girls night, stays at girls night.”
“Wow, how comforting.” I glared.
Y/N came back with a drink that looked nearly deadly.
“What the hell is that?” I stopped her.
“Remember how I told you you shouldn’t ask questions you don’t want the answers too…” she smirked at me. “Now open wide.”
“Definitely not.”
“Don’t be such a worry wort, it’s not poisoned if that’s what your thinking.”
“Yeah that’s not my main concern right now”
Tabitha got up from her spot on the couch and approached me from behind.
“What are you doing?”
“Helping you loosen up Bunny, you seem stressed. You probably need this more than we do.”
I took a deep breath, closing my eyes and choosing to trust these two women with my life. A mistake very few people survive. I felt one of Tabby’s hands snack around my waist, pulling me closer to her, and the other made it’s way around my neck. Most people would be terrified, but I had to fight everything in me not to whimper in that moment. She forced my head back.
“Now be a good girl and open your mouth bunny”
I did as I was told without hesitation. Y/N placed her hand on my chin and slowly poured the alcohol down my throat. It burned, like my throat was actually melting, but I endured it until the glass was empty. Then suddenly they let go off me, and this time I couldn’t help but let a sad little whine escape.
“See, it wasn’t that bad now was it?” Tabitha comforted.
“Look at you, so submissive and needy Kitten. It’s honestly adorable.” Y/N teased.
“You try being in my position and tell me how much you like it.” I snapped back.
But her ever present smirk just grew.
“Now I’m sure you know the rules for a proper strip tease.”
“Yes, I’m not five.”
“The better the show, the better the outfit you’ll earn.”
Y/N walked over to her speaker and pressed play on the song she chose. I was so used to her music taste when she was with Victor, I never even thought about what she might listen to on her own. As the song picked up I set my pace, making sure to make it as slow and painful for them as I possibly could. If they were gonna torture me, two could play at that game.
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As I got more into it as the Al him finally started to set in, I playfully slapped Tabitha’s hand away as she tried to grab me.
“You should know that you can’t touch the Dancers Tabby.”
She rolled her eyes and growled playfully.
“You’re no fun.”
“On the contrary my love, I’m having the best time right now.” I smirked.
When the song was over I was just in my underwear, cause there would be no point in taking it off. At least not without a tip.
“Who the hell were you trying to impress wearing those?” Y/N teased.
“Maybe I wear my nice lingerie all the time? Who says I wear it for anybody?”
She raised her brow at me skeptically.
“I’m with Y/N on this one, you totally wore those cause you were hoping someone would see them.”
“We’ll now someone has. Now do I get clothes now or am I just gonna walk around half naked the rest of the night?”
“I wouldn’t mind”. Tabitha purred.
I threw a pillow at her face.
“And then I’d have to tell Butch we had fun without him. And that wouldn’t be fair now would it?”
Y/N grabbed my hand and dragged me over to her room before rummaging through her closet. I looked around noticing all the odd things she had in her room. Some of them I didn’t want to ask, cause I’m pretty sure my imagination could figure it out. I mean the handcuffs on the bed were pretty self explanatory. Even I wasn’t that boring, but the other stuff, I’d like to remain blissfully unaware.
She handed me a oversized black shirt and what looked to be a corset. I knew better than to ask her where the pants were, it was clear I wasn’t getting more to put on. I shot her a playful glare and asked her to turn around.
“Really, you practically give us both a lap dance but you want me to turn around so you can change?”
“My bra isn’t gonna look good with this outfit ok. Leave me alone.”
She playfully wiggled her fingers before covering her eyes. I quickly pulled on the outfit, and I had to admit, I looked hot.
“Wait, why have I never seen you wear this?”
She shrugged.
“You know how Oswald is, if I showed up to work dressed like that, he’d make me walk the streets.”
She laughed at her own joke.
“Oh great, so I get to dress like a hooker instead.”
“You look nice, stop fretting. I mean Tabitha is wearing all black leather and always carries her whip on her. And I just dress like a more sophisticated hooker. Now go show your girl your outfit so we can get approval.”
I blushed furiously.
“She’s not mine and you know that.”
“Whatever you say Kitten.”
Tabitha’s eyes widened when she looked at me. I gave her a worried glance. Did it look bad? Maybe I wasn’t the right kind of girl to wear something like this. I mean knowing Y/N this simple outfit was probably more expensive than my old apartment bill.
“What, is something wrong with it?”
“I Just- wow, I don’t think I’ve ever seen your boobs look that nice.”
I had to take a deep breath to calm myself. It was kinda funny when I thought about it. It was clear to everyone that she was originally gonna say something else, but I let it slide. Y/N was practically cackling at the encounter.
“I think it makes her legs look nicer, the fishnets really complete the look.” Y/N complimented.
“We’ll now I feel both ridiculously over and under dressed. I don’t know how you managed to do it.”
I sat back down, gratefully taking the wine glass Tabitha offered me.
“So, what’s next on the girls night agenda?”
“Would could play Fuck, Marry, Kill?” Y/N suggested.
“Please tell me you mean the regular sorority way and not some strange Gotham version of the game.”
“What, are you chicken?”
“No, I’d just rather not be arrested for manslaughter or public voyeurism tonight thank you very much.”
“Kid’s got a point, besides you know how Gotham weddings are…” Tabitha concluded.
“Fine, I’ll start. Edward, Harvey, Butch.” She grinned Wickedly at the two of us.
“Easy, Kill Harvey, Fuck Riddle-Ed and Marry Butch.” Tabitha said.
“I know a trap when I see one Y/N I’m not stupid.”
“It’s fine, I won’t be offended.” Tabitha assured.
“Fine, umm Marry Butch I guess, but by default that means I get you as my wife, kill Edward and Kiss Harvey.”
“Woah Woah Woah, kiss Harvey?”
“I mean I’ve already done it so… besides I don’t think Edward would appreciate me trying to kiss him.”
“You’ve kissed Harvey?”
“I was trying to make Jim jealous, I don’t want to talk about it.”
“And you think Edward would appreciate you trying to kill him?”
“He’d think it was admirable at best. Could be worse ways to die. Now, Victor, Lee, Ivy.” I said.
Y/N glared at me, but answered quicker than I thought.
“We’ll I already made the mistake of Marrying Victor once, so kill him, marry Lee and kiss Ivy.”
I rolled my eyes, god she was so stubborn. She’s have to get over this eventually.
“Um, I’m gonna have to agree with Y/N on the Vic front. Besides I don’t want her to shot me for my answer. But I’d Marry Ivy, kiss Lee. I don’t know how you could stand to marry her, she seems insufferable.”
“Thank you!”
“Don’t thank me just yet bunny. Alfred, Me… Jim.”
“Really?”
“Answer the question Maggie!” Y/N taunted.
“Toi en premier, la garce!”
“Fun. Fuck the butler, kiss the assassin, kill the boy toy.”
I rolled my eyes.
“I Hope you know I hate both of you.”
“You keep saying that, yet you keep coming back for more.”
“What can I say, I’m a masochist.”
“Not that that revelation isn’t exiting my dear, but answer the question.”
“Or what?”
Tabitha quickly flipped me over, hovering above me on the couch, a knife suddenly in her hand, pressed against my throat.
“Do it, I’ll just enjoy it!” I smirked.
She rolled her eyes.
“Answer.”
I brought my knee up between her leg, catching her off guard and flipping her. I threw the knife across the room, lodging it in the wall, and pulled her into a rough kiss. Then a pulled away with a smirk.
“Marry Alfred, kill Jim.”
I reached for my glass once more and finished it off.
“Maybe we should get you drunk more often Kitten, you’re fun like this.”
“Alfred, really?” Tabitha tested.
I could hear the pout in her voice from me stopping our make out session. But that’s what she gets for being a massive tease all night.
“I mean have you seen that guy work his magic in the kitchen, with the way her used those hands… besides he would actually treat me right.”
Y/N faked wiping tears from her eyes.
“They grow up so fast.”
I’d never heard Tabitha laugh so hard in my entire life. I playfully punched Y/N in the arm.
“Enough of this, I have a new game, Truth or Dare!” I announced.
“Darling we both know nobody here is picking truth.”
“Perfect. Tabitha, I dare you to finish what’s left of that whiskey bottle.”
“Easy! Done!”
We watched as she walked over to the bottle? Flicking off the cap.
“Chug! Chug! Chug!” Y/N and I chanted in sync.
It was funny really, if anyone saw us right now. A strange bunch of people doing a weird assortment of things. She did a little bow after and returned to the couch.
“Ok you’re turn Bunny, I dare you to steal the knife hidden under Y/N’s skirt!”
“We’ll how is that fair? If she knows I’m gonna steal it she won’t let it happen!”
“Not my problem.”
“Fine, what’s the deadline.”
“End of the night.”
“Deal!”
“Hate to break it to you Kitten but you’re gonna lose this dare.”
“To bad, so sad, moving on. Y/N I dare you to go make out with the first person you see when we go outside.”
“Oh we’re taking things outside now?”
“You got me all dressed up, I’m not wasting those outfit.”
“Fine, to the club we go.”
We all made our way out of her apartment. The Gotham streets were surprisingly empty tonight. We listened to Tabitha babble about how annoying her older brother was. And honestly I’m glad I’ve never had to meet him, he sounds miserable. When we made it to the club, the bouncer stood outside. I gave Y/N a knowing look. I watched as she approached the man, I had to admit, she flirted pretty effortlessly. I don’t know why I was surprised. And as she kissed him, Tabitha and I snuck past into the club.
“That worked better than I thought.” I smirked.
“She’s gonna hate you for that you know? Man wasn’t really her type.”
“Not if I pay for drinks tonight.”
“Smart move.”
I hid behind Tabitha as Y/N came toward me. She chuckled at my action.
“Don’t worry Kitten, I’m giving you a free pass this once. But pick a stupid dare like that again and I’ll stab you.”
I grabbed some shots for the girls and awaited the dare that was sure to punish me.
“Maggie, I dare you to start a bar fight.”
My eyes widened.
“What did I ever do to the two of you that you hate me so much?” I grumbled.
“Aww sweetheart, we don’t hate you. You just unfortunately befriended two sadists. You’re mistake really.” Tabitha jeered.
I scanned the crowd, trying my best to pick someone that wouldn’t be able to do too much damage. Did Y/N really want to get kicked out already? This was Gotham, half these club goers probably snuck some sort of weapon in here.
“Stop stalling.” Y/N warned.
“I’m not stalling, I’m being analytical. Can’t continue this game if I’m dead.”
Tabitha spun me around, and pointed.
“How about him.”
She pushed me forward before I could even protest. I glared back at the two of them, but smiled to myself when I realised this might actually be fun. I called out a random name, making myself sound drunker than I actually was. The guy looked at me confused but understood I was trying to talk to him. I took note of the girl dancing close to him, and could see they Ken’s each other.
“I can’t believe you could do that to me, you bastard. How could you cheat on me with my own sister!” I lied.
Before he could even open his mouth, I slapped him across the face as hard as I could. It was kind of satisfying, I couldn’t lie. Then just as planned, the girl next to him stopped dancing and turned to him.
“You lying man whore, you told me you were single!” She shoved him back, pushing him into another unsuspecting crowd goer.
And the dominos fell into place. I shrunk back, slinking back over to we’re my two friends stood with giant smiles plastered on their faces.
“Nicely done”. Y/N complimented.
“I honestly thought you would chicken out.”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence Tabs, really feeling the love.”
I placed my hand over my heart, offended.
“We should probably get out of here, before the security realises who started this.”
But it was too late. I heard footsteps approaching and I grabbed Tabitha’s hand, running with her out of the club. We squeezed through bodies and dodge rogue punches being thrown. And I left Y/N in our wake to deal with the consequences. She thrived in chaos, so I really didn’t feel that bad. I mean this was the outcome of her dare after all. As we ran into the ally, I stopped to catch my breath. I let out a chuckle, holding my side in pain from how hard I was laughing.
“You two are gonna be the death of me.”
Tabitha laughed along with me.
“I can’t believe you left her back there!”
“What, she can handle herself. Nobody in that place stood a chance, even if she’s drunk.”
I flinched when I heard a gunshot go off. But I knew who it belonged to. Shit really just got real.
“Should we run before she makes it outside?”
“Definitely!”
This time Tabitha dragged me after her. She had much more experience in running away from and angry Y/N, and neither of us felt like getting shit this evening. I cursed under my breath when I heard the familiar sound of the police siren, coming towards us. I slammed Tabitha into the wall and pulled her into another heated kiss, hoping the car would just pass us.
“Maggie?” A voice called.
I cursed under my breath.
“Hi Harvey, fancy seeing you here.”
When I turned around I wasn’t surprised to see Jim getting out of the car as well.
“Umm, this is Tabitha, not sure if you guys have met.” I introduced awkwardly.
“We have, she’s been in handcuffs many times.” Jim deadpanned.
“Interesting…”
“Are you dru-“
We were all cut off by the click of a gun. Harvey and Jim were quick to draw theirs and aim it at the assailant. Tabitha armed herself with her whip and I just stood there unphased, not bothering to turn around.
“Nk, no. Why would I be drunk?”
“Maggie you do realise Oswald’s but woman is currently pointing a gun at your head right?” Harvey cut in.
“Is she now? That’s fascinating.”
“Did you drug her?” Jim accused Tabitha.
She simply shot him a glare.
“Why the hell would I do that?”
“We’ll first she’s hanging out with you of all people, and secondly, she is far too calm right now.”
“She’s not gonna shoot me silly.” I giggled.
Harvey looked at me like I just drop kicked a baby.
“Did you hit your head?” He asked, concern lacing his tone.
“Yes, did you Maggie? Cause you sound far to confident right now.” Y/N warned.
Another gun click was heard.
“Gilzean? What are you doing here?” Jim asked.
“Drop the gun, both of you!” Harvey started to sound annoyed.
I smiled as Butch pointed his gun at Y/N. So he did receive my text.
“Just came to get my girl. Hello Maggie.”
I wiggled my fingers in a little wave. I have Tabitha a quick kiss on the cheek and pushed her towards him. She almost instantly leaned into his side. Yet once again we were interrupted by another gun joining the party.
“Don’t make me brainwash you again Butch, or this time I’ll make it the couples special” victors cold voice threatened.
“Put the gun down Zsasz!” Jim command.
I had to admit, his authoritative tone was getting me a bit excited in my half drunken state.
“What are you doing here Victor, I thought you were out of town”. Y/N questioned coldly, not even turning to look at him.
“A little birdie told me you needed my help.”
He turned his eyes to me, and it’s seemed so did everyone else’s in that ally.
“Hi Vic.” I fidgeted with my fingers, not bothering to make eye contact with anyone.
“I’m going to shoot you twice!” Y/N seethed.
“We’ll that’s a lame threat, it’s not like the second shot is gonna magically hurt more.”
I’d finally turned around to meet Y/N’s fierce gaze.
“Yeah sweetness, I’m gonna have to agree with the kid, you can do better than that.”
Without hesitation, she turned her gun to the bald hitman. Effectively cutting out the chain and allowing Butch and Tabitha to slink away.
“Have fun you two!” I shouted after them as they left.
“Should we stop them?” Harvey whispered to Jim.
“You should probably take cover actually” I advised.
Bullets we’re quickly being shot off as the couple fought like old times, just like I had planned. I knew Vic would come when I texted him. And I knew Y/N would be too stubborn to let him walk away unscathed. Jim had pulled me with him to hide behind the cover of the cop car.
“What the hell is going on here?”
“Well Mommy and Daddy were giving each other the silent treatment so I made them talk.” I explained.
I giggled when both boys stared at me with wide eyes. Harvey’s mouth kept opening like he was trying to say something, but he couldn’t bring himself to actually speak a coherent sentence. I stood up from behind the car to check to see how things were going.
“Maggie what are you-“
I cut him off by sneaking out from behind the car. The gun shots had stopped but nobody was dumb enough to think that meant the fighting has stopped. They’d simply run out of bullets. Y/N had Victor pinned against the wall, stuck in a choke hold. But he was still looking at her her like she was the most precious thing in the world. I put a finger on my lip telling him to remain quiet.
I snuck up behind Y/N and with one swift motion I stole the knife from her grater. I held it up in the air in triumph.
“Ha, I win!” I shouted.
Y/N turned to me me comically slow, eye practically twitching. I quickly tucked the knife into the cleavage between my corset. Carful not to cut my skin, at least not too deeply.
“Nice outfit Maggie.” Victor complimented.
He had no idea what was going on, but he was beyond amused anyways.
“I’m just gonna let you two work this out.”
I gestured between them, before running off and crawling into the back seat of the cop car. Jim hopped into the passenger seat and Harvey got in the drivers seat.
“They may be out of bullets but I would still drive if I were you.”
When we were far enough away that we were sure neither of the assassins would fallow, Jim turned to look at me. I could tell it was the first time that evening that he was really noticing my outfit, his eyes trailed over my body in a frantic way. But he quickly shook the thought out of his head.
“Mind explaining what the hell is actually going on. I thought I told you to stop hanging out with Y/N, she’s bad news.”
I let out a vicious cackle.
“Told me, who died and made you king?”
“I could always throw you in jail, public intoxication, and we did just witness you steal that knife. Right Harvey?”
“That is true.”
“Ooo, handcuffs and a free trip to the integration room with you Jimmy, don’t threaten me with a good time.”
Harvey slammed on the breaks and turned around to look at me.
“No, absolutely jot. If you two are gonna start flirting you’re both walking back to the station.”
I held up my hands in mock surrender.
“Either way you’re not gonna get me to talk boys. What happens on girls night, stays between us girls. Thems the rules, I don’t wanna find out what happens if I break em.”
The rest of the ride back to the station was silent.
An: omg was this so much fun to write. Jim has no idea what he got himself into. And poor Harvey is starting to see his favourite citizen is falling to the dark side. He would be Devastated if he lost “one of the good ones” thanks for the idea @keffirinne hope it was worth the wait! Maggie was really the definition of bi panic at the start there.
Tag: @flaysthings @howl-fantasies
#gotham#gotham oc#magnolia blossom#gotham imagine#maggie#victor zsasz gotham#victor zsasz imagine#y/n zsasz#girls day#girls night#jim gordon x reader#jim gordan#harvey bullock#gcpd#tabitha galavan#butch gilzean#bi panic
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💚 my requests are always open 💜
you can find my writing:
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requests i accept:
i write mostly for the batman rogues!
i will do multiple characters per post for headcanons but only for all general rogues, a specific dork squad (in my do writes!) or all iterations that i write for of a specific character e.g.
✅ can you write first dates with arkham!dork squad?
✅ what would all the riddlers do on a first date?
✅ how would the rogues handle a first date?
(if you ask for all iterations of a specific character i'll either write for them all or pick several of them depending on the ask. if you want one specifically to be included just let me know)
characters i write for:
for dcu/batman: btaa = batman the audio adventures, obd = one bad day, twojar = the war of jokes and riddles, bu = batman unburied, ss:ktjl = suicide squad: kill the justice league, general = my own generalised version
iterations starred and highlighted in yellow are my favourites!!
🦇 DC/BATMAN ❔
Riddler (⭐arkham, dano, ⭐zero year, telltale, TWOJAR, gotham, BTAA, young justice, BU, BTAS, general)
Penguin (⭐farrell, BTAA, telltale, OBD, gotham, general)
Scarecrow (⭐arkham, ⭐BTAA, golden age, general)
Two Face (⭐arkham, BTAA, general)
Victor Zsasz (gotham, general)
Mad Hatter (arkham, gotham - NO INCEST, general)
Captain Boomerang (⭐ss:ktjl, general)
Poison Ivy (arkham, general)
Polkadot Man (suicide squad)
Harley Quinn (telltale, arkham, ss:ktjl, ⭐general)
Bane (arkham, telltale, OBD, ⭐general)
Harvester (bu)
Amanda Waller (ss:ktjl)
Mr. Freeze (arkham, gotham, general)
John Doe/Joker (telltale)
Butch Gilzean/Solomon Grundy (gotham)
King Shark (ss:ktjl, general)
Deadshot (ss:ktjl, general)
Killer Croc (arkham!origins, general)
Firefly (arkham, general)
Harvey Bullock (gotham)
Alfred Pennyworth (gotham, general)
Black Mask (arkham, general)
💚 Other Characters 💚
john hancock (fallout 4)
sturges (fallout 4)
edward deegan (fallout 4)
paladin danse (fallout 4)
nick valentine (fallout 4)
cooper howard/the ghoul (fallout tv show)
walter skinner (x-files)
arthur morgan (red dead redemption 2)
egon spengler (ghostbusters)
nick (left 4 dead 2)
i will write:
absolutely yucky disgusting smut of most kinds
most kinks including knife play, blood play, bondage, sub/dom, pain play, mommy/daddy, etc.
darker themes like cnc, dubcon, noncon, somnophilia, hypnotism, manipulation, gaslighting, guilting
angst, fluff, romance, friendships, hurt/comfort
jealousy, yandere, obsessive themes etc.
ships plus ships x reader also!
non-ship pairings of characters in my "will write" criteria
death, gore, extreme violence
blood, cum, spit and some piss
imagines, scenarios, full fics, short fics, headcanons
i won’t write:
OCs or overly complicated reader specifications (can do in commissions)
vomit, shit or breast milk
extreme anal play i.e. fisting/enemas/scat/stretching
real people
characters x monster/monster!reader
bestiality
pregnancy/pregnancy sex/having children/step-children
age play (daddy and mommy kink fine, dd/lg not for me!)
incest (even step-relations)
AUs or crossovers (can do this in commissions)
underage characters (at all, in any scenario)
some of the above not marked in red i would consider writing in a commission, but please message me about it first! and it might come at an additional cost.
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My fanfiction rulez 😱 + intro
Hi!! I'm Sylverfish! or just Sylvester 🤭 my pronouns are It/De/Xe/He
I'm new to fanfiction writing I am so sorry if it sucks in the beginning💀
Fandoms I'm in and who I write for:
🦇Batman universe🦇:
Batman (any version)
Joker (Joaquin Pheonix, Heath Ledger, Cameron Monaghan (Jerome and Jeremiah) + any comic)
Oswald Cobblepot (Comics, Robert L Taylor, Paul Williams)
Riddler (Paul Dano, Cory M Smith)
Victor Zsasz (Anthony Carrigan)
Butch Gilzean <3 <3 (Drew Powell)
Jim Gordan (any version)
Maria "Fish" Mooney (Jada Smith)
💣Team Fortress 2💣:
Medic
Spy
Sniper
Scout
Soldier
Demoman
Heavy
Engineer
🔪Slashers🔪:
Jason Voorhees
Michael Myers
Patrick Bateman
Norman Bates (Movie only srry bates motel lovers :(
Bubba sawyer <3
Robert (Chop Top) Sawyer
Nubbins Sawyer
Lester Sinclair
⚛️The Big Bang Theory⚛️:
Leonard Hofstadter
Sheldon Cooper
Rajesh Koothrappali
📺Crashbox📺:
Professor Rocket
Jumpin Johnny Jumble
Captain Bones
Sketch
🏃♂️Extras that don't make a whole category:
Shaun Murphy (The Good Doctor)
Morticia and Gomez Addams (Anjelica Huston & Raul Julia) (yes it has to be poly >:(
Stuart "2d" Pots & Murdoc Niccals
Pavi Largo & Luigi Largo (Repo! The Genetic Opera)
Red guy (dhmis)
HEADS-UP: I picked these characters at 2 am so I most likely forgot a few people, if ur fav isn't on this list just ask if I write for them!
Rulez! Do's and Dont's
✅️What I will write for✅️:
Lemon and Lime
Fluff
Minor fighting/violence
Male readers
FTM readers <3
Character x reader
Imagines
Headcanons
full fanfictions?? Idfk
🚫Stuff I WON'T write🚫:
Fem readers or gender-neutral readers
Non-con
Dub-con
CNC
P3dophilia
"Watersports"
Sc@t or V0m!t
!nc3st
Death of the reader
This list will have updates probably -Sylverfishies
#x male reader#fanfic#fanfiction#gotham#dcu fanfic#dc univerise online#slashers#slashers x male reader#gay pride#gay ftm#ftm#trans#crashbox#hbo crashbox#hbo#repo! the genetic opera#opera#repo the genetic opera#repo!tgo#gorillaz#dhmis
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Riddles and Threats PART 1 ~ Ed Nygma
Ed Nygma/ the Riddler x Fem!Cobblepot!Reader
MASTERLIST
Summary: What happens when Penguin finds out his Cheif of Staff is sleeping with his sister.
Warning: smut at the start, sexual innuendos, cussing, anger, weapons, jealousy, over protective brother, penguin’s crush on Ed, exhibitionism?, semi-public place, Ed is quite subby at the very start of smut.
I’ll repeat it bolder that this is my first time writing anything this smutty
A/N: I’m sorry I keep doing female readers it’s just I like making Y/N other character’s sister and the other was a request. Also I love jealousy and over protective siblings fics so decided to put it into one.
The amount of times I had to rewrite bits to make Y/N not British
“Y/N..” Ed moaned as he ran his hands through my hair as I kissed down his abdomen whilst I unbuckled his belt.
“You sure you don’t want to move this into my bedroom?” I murmured, I wanted to see if he would chicken out of doing it up against the wall in the coat closet so I could tease him about it later. I was on my knees in front of him.
“I’m sure,” he replied in just above a whisper. His moaning continued as soon as I started to palm him through his boxers.
“That’s right,” I encouraged as I sped up the motion, “moan for me pretty boy.”
I knew speaking in a condensing tone would lead to consequences later on but how could I not talk to him like that when I can make him fall apart with a touch, the lewd thought forced me rub my thighs together to create friction. I slowly pulled down his briefs so his hard cock was free form the restraints and was facing me and I began to stroke his dick slowly. The tip was pink and leaking with precum. “You need to be quiet,” I shushed, “don’t want anyone to see you all weak by my hand, do you?”
“No.” I could tell -with the strain in his voice that- he was trying his best to suppress his loud moans whilst I was speeding up my hand movements before swirling my tongue around the tip and pushing my mouth down so his cock was fully in mouth.
His soft hands clenched my hair as I bobbed my head slowly at first but speeding up every second. Every time he was about to reach his climax, I would stop what I was doing momentarily before carrying on, leaving him all sweaty and frustrated. However when i did that for the fourth time, he held my head in place and pounded furiously into my mouth, forcing me to gag on his cock as it hit the back of my throat repeatedly. He would pull out almost fully, letting me breath through my nose for a second, before roughly thrusting back in fully. It didn’t take him long to reach his climax and explode in my mouth.
Hours passed and the four of us (Ed, Oswald, Butch and I) were working on the study, Butch was cleaning his guns and putting more ammo in them. He kept give Ed and me side glances, like he knows something. Shit.
“What were you two doing today?” Butch asked us with a fake smile.
“We we’re looking for the papers you lost,” Ed answered, not bothering to look up from the sheets in front of him. He wasn’t lying, we were initially in the closet to see if Butch dropped the papers out of his coat pocket.
“That is strange,” Butch hummed as he tapped his lips with his index finger as if he was thinking about it, “I could‘be sworn I heard Ed grunting Y/N’s name from the coat cupboard.”
This caught Oswald’s attention as he looked between me and my lover. He could never find out the truth since I knew he has a thing for Ed. “Get your mind our the gutter, Gilzean. I was merely reaching for step-mother’s retched hat from the high shelf and Ed kindly helped me. I stepped on his foot that’s all.” I shook my head in astonishment.
Oswald seemed contempt with my answer and carried on with whatever work he was doing. “Oh but when I walked in to investigate the noise thinking someone hung similar, I found you kneeling down in front of him ss he head was thrown back with his eyes scrunched up.”
“Really had a good look. perv,” I whispered.
“What?!” Oswald shouted as he stood up and slammed his hands onto the desk, “my sister?!”
“Oswald. Oswald. I can explain,” Ed put his hands up in surrender as The Penguin approached him, cane in hand.
Part 2 coming soon..
#gotham fic#ed nygma#Gotham#gothamsmut#the riddler#ed nygma x reader#ed nygma fic#Ed nygma smut#the penguin#oswald cobblepot
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Damsel in distress
A/N - I'm BACK! With a new computer and a working internet network thanks gods/mystical forces/hard (interner) workers!
So, I'll try to answer the requests you guys sent by order and - fortunately - be able to work on them all :D
Let's start with a request from @flaysthings : "That time Fish caught Oswald and his little performance at the club and instead of Victor, reader was the one there. Butch fires at Oswald and like the suicide squad movie, reader's bullet completely wrecks Butch's? Reader is then all like, "I hate the man, but no one is killing him but me (tsundere vibes 😆)"
And there's this thing where people kiss the ring of the one of higher power than them, reader kisses Oswald's knuckles as a sign they may not get along but since Carmine trusts(?) him, she's willing to come to his aid when he needs. Oh, and Author-san, a little cherry on top? Reader is subtly (very obviously) babying Oswald, and Oswald being the touch starved (adorable) person he is soaks it all up. Reader may be an annoying harlot but hey, he gets very little affection, he's allowed to be greedy 😤“.
Warning : English mistakes, I’m working on it. Blood. Mention of torture.
Words: 1 933
Here he was. Standing in front of the vacant seats of the Mooney’s, taking full view of his victory. The place where he made a name, the place where he had learnt how playing the game by watching Fish playing it, until, finally, he was the one able to beat her and take her crown as well as her throne. Oswald was ecstatic. All his suffering, all the mockeries, all the lies, plots... it was worth it.
Slowly, he tapped on the only microphone at the edge of the stage, illuminated by the powerful lights. “Ladies and gentlemen...”, he started with a grin, looking slightly on his left next “...friends...” his head then moved on his right “...celebrities from all around the world. My name is Oswald Cobblepot.” He giggled, totally delighted. “Here we are at last. It is with deep and sincere pleasure that I welcome you to the official grand opening of my new club”.
Was he gloating? Pretty much, yes. But he deserved it after all isn’t it? He asked himself as a deafening shot interrupted his little fantasy and made him squealed.
Here, just in front of him no other than Fish Mooney was applauding his performance on stage. Just behind her, Butch was holding a gun, grinning viciously. How?! “I see you made yourself at home, Penguin. Nice little speech by the way, but I imagine more something like :” She continued her walk until standing in the middle of the place, her arms opened : “Ladies and gentlemen. Welcome, at Mooney’s” She said in a charismatic and powerful voice.
Even him had to recognize she was brilliant and utterly charismatic. She without doubt knew how to make an entire room focus on her only and how to captivate it. Penguin gritted his teeth first, infuriated by how the table had turned but his clever brain quickly remind him his survival was right now more important than his pride. Or how would he make the bitch pay?
So he did what he excelled at: plastering a pitiful expression on his so unique face. “Miss Mooney! Oh please!” He said with joined hand in front of him and, seeing how it would be easy for Butch to shoot him, didn’t hesitated to fall on his knees and crawled down the stage. “How are you liking showbusiness now?” She asked in a too calm voice, clearly waiting for the best opportunity to order Butch to finish him.
“Please Miss Mooney, you’re making a mistake”, He tried with his best crying voice in front of her. But the woman didn’t buy it, beating him hard on his shoulder with the baseball bat she had in her hands instead, making Butch laugh just behind her. At their feet Oswald’s miserable body lifted up a bit “I-I beg of you! Let me speak!” He cried again, trying to appease her with his hands raised in peace. “I know we have our differences, but we can combine our forces. They can fool everyone.”
Fish’s face, at this very moment, painted perfectly how much the simple idea of it disgusted her. “Me? Work with you?” She asked mockingly, looming on him threateningly. “I found you. I made you”, She added pointing him aggressively with her index and making him lean back a bit. “When you walked in here, you were a sad little wanna be. Remember that, Butch?” She asked while turning her upper body a bit in her right hand’s direction and making him nods, his grin still in place. “You were so afraid”, She taunted. “Shook like a leaf in fall”, Also mocked Butch.
“You’re a servant, an umbrella boy. You’re a nobody.” Mooney finished in a low voice, looking Oswald’s face losing his pitifulness for tense jaws and deep hatred. “This nobody still outfoxed you at every turn!”, he spat angrily before starting to laugh. “I was working for Falcone the whole time! And you didn’t have the sense to see it!” He mocked, tapping his index on the side of his head to show her foolishness even more.
But his outburst only make Fish anger rise again. The scorned woman lifted up abruptly and suddenly yelled “BUTCH!”, while moving a bit to let her henchman shoot Cobblepot. At her shout, Penguin tried to crawl far away from the two, his sweating face showing nothing but horror and his wide eyes never leaving the gleaming gun pointed at him. “BANG!”
Everybody froze. Butch opened his mouth in shock, now being the one with wide eyes. Fish expression was exactly the same, until she felt a hot wet liquid licking her cheek. Her hand moved quickly to feel it and when she retracted it, the woman saw fresh blood.
“Oh shit Fish!” Screamed Butch, whose eyes where now looking just behind her at a still fuming hole in the wall. Still on the floor, Oswald decided to open his eyes, now also watching the hole in total disbelief. What the hell was that? Was it Vict-... “When the wise points to the moon, the fool looks at the finger”, said a very bored voice from Oswald’s left, making the trio jolt, turn abruptly and look in direction of it.
“We say that, in French. Chinese saying or something... just to show idiots they are not focusing on the right thing.” Here, now right in front of them, sat Y/N like nothing was wrong and she was patiently waiting for a drink. “Idiots”, she greeted with a little wave of her unarmed hand. “How did you-”, asked Butch stupidly, still shocked by what happened. “I shot”, he muttered.
The woman nodded like she would in front of a child. “You did. I shot too. Never played pool with flying bullets when you were little?” She taunted, perfectly knowing nobody would and, since Butch knew her from when she still was a girl, she certainly didn’t.
“Y/N!” breathed Oswald, looking at her now in amazement. “Aren’t you a little bit too old to crawl like a toddler Oswald?” She cooed but kept her piercing eyes on Butch and Mooney, who were paling. “Don Falcon isn’t happy with your little escape you know?” The assassin continued, lifting up from her seat elegantly and letting Oswald crawl behind her right leg like a coward. “There, there, dear”, she soothed falsely, padding the top of his head with her free hand. He will kill her later for that, but for now, Cobblepot was far too happy to say something and just let her be, a vicious grin growing on his lips instead, when he caught Fish tensed gaze.
Y/N hand stopped her padding. “You know, I understand why you want to shoot him to death”, she said calmly, earning a frown from Oswald. “I mean, I hate the man.” “HEY!” He protested, but was totally ignored by the three. “But no one is killing him but me.” She smiled enthusiastically before letting her grin fade and the heavy silence take the room.
“Now what?!” Asked Mooney, unnerved by the growing tension add to the blank face of Y/N and getting closer to Butch who hesitated just a second before lifting his gun again. “Now you die guys”, shrugged Y/N, like it was obvious. That was it. Butch pulled the trigger, making Oswald scream and Y/N only leaning on her right.
“Girls”, She called while straightening and shooting at the duo who retreated near the end of the club. In a sec, three Zsasz girls where next to Y/N who moved with Oswald still clinging at her leg in the middle of the room. “Cobabypot, let mommy and aunties work, would you? Go play behind the bar or something.” Asked Y/N, pushing him gently on the side.
Penguin nodded quickly and rushed to take cover behind it, hearing a cry just a second later then a *thud*. The little man just looked above the counter and saw one the Zsasz girls on the floor and Y/N looking at her injury with a frown. “Shit, I’ll never hear the end of it”, she sighed just before lifting up and pursuing Fish and Butch. “Cry if you need help”, Y/N said before disappearing in the basement.
He didn’t know how long he stayed here, hearing only his breathing and the laboured breathes of the woman on the floor. Just when they stopped, indicating her death, two shots resonated from the basement. After that, the complete silence. A never ending silence which made him nervous and sweating even more. “Y/N?” Oswald squeaked. Silence. “Y/N?!” Again. “ANSWER YOU IDIOTIC WOMAN!” He finally snapped, bolting on his feet and straightening to be able to look at the room again.
“Hi-ho”.
He screamed.
Y/N was currently sitting at the bar, her chin in her palm, grinning like a sadist at his terrified face. Poor Oswald literally found himself nose to nose with her when he straightened. “DON’T DO THAT!” He yelled while pointing an accusing finger at her. “Do what?” She asked innocently, raising a brow. “THAT! DON’T APPEAR LIKE A GHOST IN FRONT OF ME!” He snapped.
“I wasn’t in front of you, but above you, Oswald”, she mocked. Gods he wanted to strangle her. Or break any of the bottles here and shove it right in her stupid neck. “Don’t do it or Victor wouldn’t just be sulking”, she grinned.
“I didn’t say anything!”, Scoffed Penguin, glaring at her idiotic smile. “You think too loud and you’re face is an open book, Cobblepot”, she taunted. He grumbled loudly and tightened his hands in fists on the bar. He forced himself to breath in and out deeply before focusing on her again. “What happened? And where is Victor by the way?” He asked, hoping to divert her attention on something else than irritating him.
Her sadistic smile grew even more if possible. “Butch lost our shooting contest and will be the next plaything of Victor, who’s obviously not here.” But she continued before he could yell how he wanted to claw her eyes. “He has his own agenda. Plus, He’s not the one specialized in rescuing damsels in distress, while I am.”
Utter outrage. That’s what he felt when his mouth and eyes opened in shock at her mockery. Again, she didn’t let him the time to speak and grabbed his right hand, lifting it to her lips and putting a kiss on his knuckles.
His yell was probably heard outside, as well as her laugh seeing his flustered reaction. “DISGUSTING WOMAN! DON’T TOUCH ME!” He screamed angrily while rubbing his poor hand on his trouser to erase her touch. “I am no damsel in distress!”, he had the urge to add.
Y/N didn’t lose her amused face, putting her cheek in her palm again and anchoring her hawk-eyes in his. “You are the very image of it, Oswald. But that was not my point here.” She just said. Oswald frowned deeply. “Then what was it?” He asked challengingly. She chuckled and raised from her seat. “Your a clever boy, Oswald. And surely you’ve spend enough time near mafiosi to figure it out”, she purred.
He was stunned. But it took him only a few seconds to indeed figured out why she did what she did. “I don’t understand”, he muttered visibly lost. “You’re loyal to Falcone aren’t you?” He tried to ask. She nodded. “I am. And since you’re working for him, I am loyal - to an extant - to you.” She answered.
The man frowned. That didn’t make any sense, at all. “But you hate me, that’s what you told Butch and Fish.” He pointed. Again, she nodded. “I do. And the moment you’ll betray Don Falcon, I will put a shinny bullet just between your cute eyes.” She purred.
Oswald felt ice in his veins and tensed. She was terrifying.
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A/N - I hope it was to your liking. I am so sorry for the delay! Again thank you for your request and your kind messages. Have a beautiful day/night and take care!
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Barbara: Oswald won’t pick up his phone.
You: I’ll call. *calls Oswald*
Butch: We’ve all tried six times EACH what makes you think-
Oswald, over the phone: Hello?
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Theory (?)/ Headcanon about Oswald Cobblepot (Gotham Ver.):
Hear me out:
Oswald is probably of German-Dutch descend!
I mean his mother is literally called “Gertrude Kapelput” (and on her grave, her German and not the anglofied version of her name was written). Furthermore it could even be that Oswald is full on half-German, considering his mother’s strong accent and in his hallucination during his therapy with Doctor Strange his mother said “Liebchen” (Darling).
And his father’s name is “Elijah van Dahl” and his grandfather’s name was “Manfred”, which is a strong hint to a Dutch heritage.
[Maybe this was already obvious and I actually didn’t discover anything new, but as a German myself it was fun to point out! ^_^]
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I’m So Used to Being Broke
Okay so this is my first time writing for Oswald Cobblepot from Gotham, and it’s been a hot minute since I watched the show, so please bare with me. Compilation videos will get me through this or I’ll just rewatch the show, possibly both. Anyway, hope you all enjoy it! The song the fic is based on is Broke by Teddy Swims (I highly recommend it). As always gif and characters are not mine.
Description: Y/N knew Oswald ever since he worked for Fish Mooney, and they had a close bond from the start. When Oswald takes over, he makes sure to share his new found fortune with Y/N
Warnings: mentions of blood and beating a guy up, spoilers for Gotham, cursing in the song lyrics, if I missed anything please let me know
The sound of screams came from the back alley of Fish Mooney’s club. This was a normal occurrence. When Fish wanted something, she would get it no matter what it took. Even if that meant beating someone half to death.
Oswald simply stood by and held the umbrella above Fish Mooney’s head. That was his job; all he had to do was hold the umbrella. Oswald was looked down on at the club, mostly because others thought that he was weak compared to the rest of Fish’s crew. However, what goes up must come down at some point.
“Boy,” Fish shouted as she glared at Oswald, who having been distracted by the man kneeling on the ground in pain, no longer had the umbrella over Fish Mooney’s delicate hair.
“Sorry,” Oswald mumbled as he approached closer to Fish.
“If you let this hair go frizzy you will be,” Fish Mooney retorted as she looked at the other men. “Keep this guy warm.”
I’m so used to being broke, but not no more
Buying all the things I never could before
Y/N was cleaning glasses at the bar. They met Fish about two years ago, and Fish knew right away that Y/N would make a perfect bartender for her club. Now here they were, working long shifts and having to deal with annoying customers. Money was money though, and Y/N was grateful for the job. Y/N watched as Fish entered in from the back door.
“God, men are such idiots. At least I have someone here who understands how I really feel,” Fish said as she strutted towards the bar. Y/N knew exactly what kind of drink to make her.
Fish Mooney grabbed the glass between her expertly manicured nails and took a sip. She let out a content groan as the alcohol slid down her throat. “I knew this would be the perfect job for you, darling. You actually know how to make a decent drink.”
“Thank you, Ms. Mooney,” Y/N responded with a smile as she whiped down the oak wood of the bar with a cloth.
Like what the hell, top shelf
We gonna toast tonight to temporary wealth
“Please, just call me Fish. We are far past formalities, Y/N. You’re like the daughter I never had.”
Y/N was about to thank her, when a loud ruckus interrupted their conversation. Some of the other guys, including Butch Gilzean, thought it would be amusing to throw a few punches at Oswald. No matter how hard Oswald tried, he was no match for the stronger men. Butch landed a sharp blow that sent Oswald tumbling to the ground.
“Butch that’s enough,” Fish snapped as she leaned against the bar. Y/N ran over to where Oswald was and pulled him to his feet. They then led him over to the bar. Butch simply scoffed at them. “What? I was only having a little fun with Penguin here.”
“Don’t call me that,” Oswald sputtered as the blood from his nose dripped further down his face.
Y/N hated it when Butch or the others called Oswald Penguin. So what if he had a limp? Y/N found it adorable, and Oswald was super sweet in general. Y/N knew how much it bothered Oswald too, and after hearing that nickname spill from Butch’s mouth, it filled them with rage. “Why don’t you just shut your stupid trap and get out of here,” Y/N remarked as they glared daggers at Butch.
“Fine, come on Fish let’s go.”
Fish started to follow, but not before turning back towards Y/N. “Don’t stay to late, lovebirds. Please be sure to lock up before you leave, Y/N.” Fish sent a wink at the two before walking out the back door with Butch. Y/N’s face flushed as she grabbed some tissues from their purse. They placed their hand on the back of Oswald’s neck and cleaned the blood that was starting to harden under Oswald’s nose.
“You don’t have to be so nice to me. You could have just left with the others if you wanted,” Oswald said as his eyes remained on the floor. His pale cheeks however were dusted with a light blush at Y/N’s kind actions.
Y/N simply shook their head. “Those guys are idiots. The only person I care about is you. There, I think that’s the last of the blood.”
Y/N sat back up, and their eyes met with Oswald’s blue-green ones. They couldn’t help but smile. Oswald’s eyes reminded them of a grassy plain filled with streaks of blue wild flowers. They knew Fish had caught on to their crush, but Y/N couldn’t find the right time to tell Oswald how they felt.
Mama told me, “Baby save it,”
Knowing me I probably won’t
“If I get enough money saved up,” Y/N started, “I promise that I’ll get us out of this dump. We can start a new life, and be our own bosses.”
Oswald smiled at the thought. Starting a new life with the person he cared about? Nothing would make him happier. He too had feelings for Y/N, and was the only person in Gotham besides his mother that showed him an ounce of kindness and respect. He didn’t want to ruin that.
“Who knows, maybe our luck will turn around and we’ll have so much money we won’t know what to do with it,” Oswald laughed. Y/N joined in, and the two enjoyed a quick drink before closing up the club.
All this money in my pockets gotta go
I’m so used to being broke
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The time did in fact come. Oswald had killed Fish Mooney, or at least to his knowledge assumed that she was dead. Oswald was shaken, and yet he had finally taken out one of the many people that treated him like crap. Oswald entered what used to be Fish’s club, but now it was all his.
No, it wasn’t just his. It was his and Y/N’s. Oswald pulled out his phone and dialed Y/N’s number. He rocked back and forth on his feet as she waited for them to answer.
“Hello? Is everything alright, Ozzie,” Y/N asked.
“Y-Yes, everything is fine. Please, just come down to the club. I have some news,” Oswald stuttered as he quickly hung up the phone. The nickname Y/N had given him always left him flustered.
Y/N hurried as fast as they could to the club. Oswald had sounded concerned, which only made Y/N worry more. Was he hurt? Did one of the boys beat him up again? If that were the case, they were going to take care of it once and for all. Y/N stormed through the door to the club, and flung their jacket into the closest booth. “What’s going on? Are you okay?”
“Yes, I’m fine. However, Fish Mooney is dead,” Oswald declared bluntly. Y/N’s jaw dropped in an instant.
“Oswald, I know I should be worried about how she died, but frankly I don’t care. She was mean to you, and I secretly hated her. So, what do we do now?”
Oswald looked around at the club. “We take over. We design this place how we want, and keep the riches for ourselves. We can finally live the dream that we wanted.”
“I would love that, Oswald.”
The two began to tear down all of the old decorations that adorned the walls of the club. It felt exciting, and in that excitement, Y/N pulled Oswald in for a kiss. It was very short, and despite how bold Y/N was, her confidence instantly faltered. “I’m so sorry, Ozzie. I-I just couldn’t hold my feelings back any longer.”
Oswald took Y/N’s hand and laid a delicate kiss on their knuckles. “No need to apologize, dove. In fact, what better way to seal our new partnership than with a kiss.”
Y/N smiled at his words, relieved that their feelings were reciprocated. The two embraced each other once again, their lips meeting in a slow but passionate kiss. The two then got back to what they were doing before. Oswald and Y/N were so used to being broke, but now they would have money and new found love to fulfill their lives.
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Rules for requests and writing
Hello and welcome to my writing blog. If a bullet point has a * by it that means it’s something I’d prefer to write. Don’t be afraid to to make a request even if your completely new and aren’t even following me.
What I will write:
X Reader’s *
Headcanons *
Imagines(May take longer)
Fluff
Agnst
Nsfw
Male reader*
Female reader
Gender neutral reader*
Trans readers *
And just queer readers in general *
What I will not write
Daddy kink/DDLG( I just don’t have one so it’s really hard for me to write)
Rape( dub-con is ok but nothing that’s like explicit non-con)
Nothing too out of character(some people are asswholes and I will write them as such)
Characters I will write for. Again if they have a * by them it means I’d prefer to write for them more then the others. Also if a charater is gay I will only write them as such.
Gotham
Jerome Valeska *
Jeremiah Valeska
Edward Nygma*
Lee Tompkins*
Barbara Keen
Tabitha Galavan
Butch Gilzean
Jervis tetch
Oswald Cobblepot( male readers only )
Victor zsasz*
Poison ivy ( both of the older versions, if requested please specify which one)
 Lucius Fox*
It (movie franchise)
Patrick hockstetter *
Henry bowers
Reggie\belch Huggins
Vic criss
Poly bowers gang( in which they will all be in with a each other not just sharing the reader)
Riverdale
Sweet pea *
Fangs Fogerty*
Kevin Keller( male readers only)*
 Joaquin D’santos (male readers only)*
Cheryl Blossom (female readers only)*
Toni Topaz
 Malachai*
X-men
Charles Xavier
Erik Lehnsherr
Peter maximoff*
Ororo Munroe
Mystique *
Hank McCoy *
Kurt Wagner
Jean Grey
I’ll add more as I watch more shows or sometimes my preferences will chance.
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Hello! I was wondering if you could write something for Butch Gilzean and like Oswald's little sister reader or something? If not then that's completely fine, I hope your day/night/week/month/year/century/millenia goes well :)
AHHHHH HAHAHAH! OF COURSE ILL DO IT🤣 AND I HOPE YOUR DAY/NIGHT/WEEK/MONTH/YEAR/CENTURY/MILLENNIA/WTF EVER TIME ZONE GOES WELL❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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Gotham guys noticing that their male coworker has a crush on them?
Hi thank you so much for the ask! I will try my best as this is my first male reader ask and if I get anything wrong or if there’s anything you don’t like just lmk! Again thank you so much for the ask and sorry it took so long :)
Gotham guys x male reader
Description: H.C.’s of the Gotham guys realizing that their coworker has a crush on him.
Warnings: None
I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION FOR THIS TO BE POSTED ANYWHERE EXCEPT ON MY TUMBLR AND WATTPAD, my wattpad is @itz_sugarrocky. Reblogs are accepted, reposting my work as your own isn’t. Thank you :)
BUTCH GILZEAN
he would notice right away
he would definitely discreetly tease you about it too there’s no doubt about that, just a fact
I don’t think he would know how he feels right away but he knows he feels something for you
I mean he is pretty tall but if you're taller than him he would love it
when he confronts you about it he does it like
“Yea you know we should go do something after this job since you like me so much”
and you’ll have to do a double take
cuz like, he’s so nonchalant about it
In the end he’ll definitely ask you out first, what can I say, he’s confrontational
he figured it out when you were on a job for Fish and he had to use the john, and he heard you talking to yourself at how “stupid, stupid, stupid, he’ll totally like a guy like me who maKES UP WORDS”
he finds it adorable tho lol
OSWALD COBBLEPOT
ok so I wholeheartedly believe he would like you first
just your personality and stature and everything about you
then when he notices you like him back?
HOO man your in for it lol, he’ll go the whole nine yards
he’ll invite you to something and be super nervous and you’d be super nervous
Its a nerve-fest
and like it would be a gradual thing
to where you both just keep kind of flirting but also being super awkward?
but he would end up asking you to be his fellow king of Gotham with him or help him overthrow Falcone and Maroni
It just depends on where you meet him lol
he’ll notice it because you’ll agree with him on everything and your always staring and making goo goo eyes at him
ED NYGMA
OOF as we all know, he’s gonna notice right away
and I mean RIGHT AWAY
he’ll definitely be kind of confused about it
but if you don’t idk kill his girlfriend or something he would definitely get with you
this man would give you a complex riddle when he tells you he knows you like him
just in general he likes you back ofc
but he obviously not all that open with it considering *ahem Oswald ahem* his personality
he’d probably wait a while to tell you he knows you like him tho
he’ll notice the crush by means of body language
weird ik but I feel like that’s how he would figure it out
JIM GORDON
oh Jimmy boy would be so clueless until Ed or Foxy says it as if it’s something obvious
like you’d be interrogating somebody and they would just be like
“you are lucky to have him helping you out, when are you going to do something about that crush he has on you?”
or something like that (sorry I’m crap at doing dialogue)
once he does find out tho he would just be honest and ask you right away if its true
now after that he would definitely find some reason to risk his life or something bc its Jim Gordon we’re talking about
then you’d just slap him and tell him he’s a dumbass lol
you guys go for coffee as your first date :)
JEROME VALESKA
He’d know exactly when you realize it for yourself
sorry but there’s no sugarcoating this
he would show his, uh, affection, by doing what he did with the bodies for maniax
but spelling out “I LIKE YOU TOO” instead
now the sentiment is there
but ofc he’s never had a real role model for any relationship in general
so he’d wing it for everything
JEREMIAH VELESKA
I’m sorry but he would know about your crush on him before YOU even know about it
like wayyyyy before you know about it
now depending on which jeremiah you get you’ll answer will vary
if it’s pre-spray jeremiah, congrats, he will be very gentle with telling you he knows
but post-spray jeremiah will be harsh i’m sorry
he’d be all like
“yes yes I know you have that silly little crush on me but it doesn’t excuse the fact that you aren’t doing your job” *cue eyeroll*
but if you worship him enough he’ll date you
he noticed you liked him since you kept hanging around him and asking about his plans and offering help more than was deemed “normal”
VICTOR ZSASZ
ok so heres the deal
he pays zero attention
so he’d have no idea until you tell him
you’ll be on a hit and then tell him that for such a successful hitman he sure isn’t successful at notice when you like him and then you like, start shooting or something
real badass
and ofc he asks you out for milkshakes after ;)
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Let the Games Begin!
@howl-fantasies
Tw: violence
Maggie’s POV:
I woke up to the smell of roses, and I scrunched my brow in confusion. I turned to see a bouquet arranged on my pillow with a not attached to it. Now I must admit, while it was a nice gesture, the flowers weren’t quite up to my standard. Roses had to be perfect. I smiled nonetheless less, pulling the note of the flowers. I noted that the thorns were still attached. Unusual choice.
“Good Morning Sunshine, meet me downstairs, I have a surprise for you.”
I furrowed my brows even further. A surprise from Oswald was never good. Normally he placed out an outfit for me in the mornings he was actually here, but one glance told me that Tabitha had pick out the outfit this morning.
I had to admit, she did have good tatse. I carefully made my way downstairs, weary of what was awaiting me. And my fears grew even more when I saw everyone gathered in the living room. Y/N and Victor were back, Tabitha and Butch were sitting on the ends of the couch, and Oswald stood in front of them with a big smile on his face. I narrowed my eyes.
“Good morning” I announced my presence.
“Ahhh, Maggie, you’re awake!”
Oswald hobbled over to me. He engulfed me in a hug, but noticed when I neglected to hug back.
“What’s wrong?” He asked.
“I don’t like surprises Ozzy, they make me anxious.” I spoke honestly.
“We’ll then my dear, let me show you what we have in store today.”
I saw a smirk grow on Y/N face and I couldn’t help but become more anxious. He placed his hand behind my back and lead me to a room at the far end of house. Everyone followed behind. He flicked on the lights and I instantly recognised the situation in front of me. There was someone strapped to a chair in the Center of the room with a bag over their head.
“We found Wendell” Oswald said cheerful.
I couldn’t help it when my heart sank. As much as I hated this man, it felt wrong to see him so vulnerable. I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked back to see Y/N.
“We’ll that’s not the expression I was hoping to see on your face Kitten.”
I sighed.
“It’s just, early. I only just woke up, haven’t even had breakfast yet.” I lied.
“Oh you poor baby.” She jeered.
Victor snickered from his spot next to him.
“I don’t know Love, torture sessions are always better on a full stomach.” He took my side.
I shrugged off Y/N hand.
“Thank you Oswald, really…”
I couldn’t think of a way to get out of this. Letting him get tortured was one thing, but I had an inkling that wasn’t how this was going to go. Y/N definitely had her hand in this, and if she had her way, which she usually did, she’d want me to get personal with this. She’d want me to kill him. I could feel an involuntary shiver crawl up my spine.
“Why don’t you get started without us Oswald.” Butch spoke up. “Tabby and I will take Maggie to get some breakfast. We don’t want her passing out from low blood sugar right?”
Oswald thought on it for a moment before lamenting.
“Yes, of course. My apologises, I just got so excited. I promise not to have too much fun while your gone.” He spoke to me.
“By all means Oswald, you found him, finders keepers.”
I gave him a kiss on the top of his head before following Tabitha out of the room. She pulled me to the side of the hall.
“You were shaking like a leaf in there Sweet Girl, what’s wrong?”
Butch placed a comforting hand on my back, running it up and down my spine. The warmth of it felt nice.
“It’s, it’s just a lot you know. I mean it’s been weeks since it happened, and I don’t even remember it. And I wanna be mad, I want to hate him, maybe I fucking do, I don’t know. But what I do know is, I don’t think I’m cut out for this. I don’t mind it when you guys do it, I would never tell you what to do…” I rambled.
I felt a sharp sting on my face, and suddenly realised I’d been slapped.
“Breath Maggie.” Tabitha demanded.
“How the fuck is slapping me supposed to help?” I questioned.
She shrugged.
“Works in the movies.”
I rolled my eyes.
“Look kid. This Wendell guy fucked you up pretty bad, if anything, he deserves what’s about to happen to him. At the end of the day, he’s your target, if you don’t want to be so hands on I’m sure Oswald will understand.”
I sighed heavily.
“Can we talk about this after I eat? I’m sure he’s not going anywhere anytime soon. Make me those pancakes again?”
I gave him my best puppy dog eyes, which I’m sure I didn’t even need to use. He chuckled, lifting me up and throwing me over his shoulder. He carried me into the kitchen and I laughed Rey whole way there.
“There’s the sound we like to hear.” Tabitha purred.
“Yeah yeah, no more grumpy serious me today. I get it.”
“Everything’s about you today Maggie. I hope you know that everyone in this house, in one way or another, cares about you a hell of a lot.” Butch said.
“I Know, and I appreciate it. I may not understand it, but i don’t really understand a lot of things in Gotham.” I joked.
Tabitha talked me down all of breakfast, calming my nerves. Hurting people who have hurt you should be easy. But something about this whole situation felt off. Sure we’d bickered back and forth for a while now, but I never imagined Wendell would actually attempt to kill me. It like he knew Y/N was always around to stop him. But maybe that was the point, maybe he was hiding his time until she was busy. No matter how much I tried to remember I just couldn’t imagine it.
“You ready to go back? Oswald will have my head if we don’t return.”
“Wouldn’t want you to lose that now would we?” I teased.
Butch rolled his eyes. I reached out my hand going that ‘grabby’ motion that toddlers did and he looked at me confused. But he walked closer none the less and that’s when I planned my attack. I jumped on his back and wrapped my arms around him.
“Onward my noble steed!” I laughed out in a huff.
I frowned when he didn’t move.
“Oh come on! You get to pick me up and carry me around whenever you please, but when I wanna be carried it’s a no?” I pouted.
“She’s got a point Darling.” Tabitha said, stealing the last pancake from my abandoned plate and shoving it in her mouth.
“Fine, by you owe Tabs and I another movie night. No falling asleep this time, no matter how adorable you are.” He mumbled the last part.
I chose for his sake to ignore it.
“Fuck yes! I’m gonna me you watch My Blood Valentine and you’re gonna love it!”
“My Bloody what?”
“Is that a threat or a promise Bunny?” Tabitha asked.
“Both.” I narrowed my eyes at her.
“Fascinating.” She ruffled my hair.
We made our way back to the usually abandoned, but now very busy wing of the house. I hopped of his back before we made it the door. I didn’t want anyone to question my newfound closeness to the two assassins. Oswald would throw a monumental fit if he’d found out what we’d done at his club.
I had heard stories about Oswald’s Wrath, but I’d yet to see it in action. And boy was it terrifying. He had this intensity about him when he was focused, and I was glad I had yet to fall victim to it. The sight of him standing there, holding a bat and covered in blood sent shivers down my spine. But I pushed ahead like this was your average Tuesday, and I supposed to the people in the room it was.
“Oh Maggie, you’ve come to join us!” Oswald exclaimed.
He calmly handed off the Bat to Y/N. I locked eyes with her for a moment, and I swear I saw a hint of guilt. It was so subtly, and happened so quickly, that it was more likely I’d imagined it. She tortured people all the time, why would this be any different. I mean she’d literally shot him the first time I met him.
“So, what do you think? Would you like to take a crack at him?” He asked, gleefully.
I knew better than to say no to Oswald, but I just couldn’t get myself in the right mindset right now. Torturing someone was a lot.
“Maybe I could just watch for right now?” I suggested.
Tabitha seemed to notice my reservation and she gave me a soft smile from across the room. She took a pointedly deep breath while looking at me, which I gratefully mimicked.
“I dont exactly know what I’m doing.” I clarified.
Y/N spoke up this time.
“We’ll than why don’t you watch the master at work?”
Before my attention was even fully on her, a loud Whack sounded through the room. The sound of the bat hitting his rib cage echoed in my ears in and cringed. It was quickly followed by the sound of Victors laughter. I watched as she handed him the bat and walked over to the metal table beside where Wendell was placed. She reached for a pair of pliers and grabbed them with vigour. Wendell squirmed as she walked back over to him, seemingly knowing what was to come.
“What finger should I start with Kitten?” She asked.
I sighed heavily. I had to pick an answer or she’d make this worse for everyone involved.
“Trigger finger.” I tried to keep my tone bored and disinterested.
“Excellent choice!” She said with a smirk.
I watched as she clamped the pliers down on his finger.
“You’d do well to scream for me, won’t you boy?” She taunted. “Oh wait, you can’t, not with that rag in your mouth.”
It was like watching her kick a puppy. Granted a very violent and deranged puppy. But something about this whole situation felt off. He didn’t look like a man who was guilty, at least not of the crime he was being tried for. He looked genuinely scared, and hell, I would be too.
She began to wiggle the pliers, twisting them both side to side and up and down. I watched as his nail lifted at the edges, the red starting to build up. With a glance at me, she ripped them towards her with force and a strangled cry left his mouth. Though it sounded more like a gargle. I couldn’t stop myself from flinching, but I had just hoped no one had noticed. This went on until his right hand was fingernail-less. She let out a sigh and turned to Victor.
“I’m bored. He’s boring.”
It was like watching a lightbulb go off in her head.
“But you, Kitten, aren’t boring.” She handed me the pliers.
I glared at her before rolling my eyes. She really was a sadistic creep sometimes. But it suited her well. Tabitha seemed to also perk up at this, drawing closer, but not too close as to cause suspicion.
“It’s really simple, just twist and pull, even a baby could do it.” Y/N explained.
‘Patronise me again and I’ll rip off your fingernails’ I thought.
I finally approached Wendell, crouching down to look him in the eyes. But I didn’t see what I expected. I mean the anger was there, that was obvious. But he seems genuinely terrified, I guess it didn’t feel good to be on the other end of this. But I also saw distrust, and confusion in his eyes. It was confusing, it’s why I never liked to look at peoples eyes for too long. They told you everything you needed to know, they were so personal. But I guess this was personal.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before clamping down in a fingernail on the left hand. I honestly wasn’t even sure which one I picked, and I didn’t much care. With one more deep breath I copied Y/N’s earlier movements but much quicker, ripping the nail from his skin. It was an odd sensation to be sure. I quickly discarded the nail in the trash and handed off the pliers back to her.
“Oh come on princess , I know you can do better than that” Victor said.
I pushed past him, walking over to the table of tools. I ran my hands over a few of them, before I felt a soft wood. It felt nice compared to all the cold metal. An ice pick. Without hesitation I walked back over to Wendell. I locked eyes with Victor and blindly stabbed into Wendell’s hand.
“There, you happy?”
“Very” he smiled at me.
I nodded my head toward Wendell, singling at Victor to have his go ahead. He gleefully walked over to the trembling man. I turned around to see Tabitha smiling at me, but Butch’s eyebrows were scrunched in confusion. I just shrugged. I walked over to Oswald and he pulled me into a side hug.
“How did it feel? You know, I’m very proud of you Maggie.”
“Proud?”
“Not many people would actually be brave enough to hurt their abuser back. You did well. I knew you had some fire in you.” He complimented.
I chuckled dryly. It was odd, to have someone be happy that I’d just stabbed some. I bent down to whisper in his ear.
“Would you- would you mind if I had a moment alone with him?”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea-“
“Please, Ozzy. I just, I need to hear him say it, I need to hear him say what he did to me. You’ll be right outside the door, I’ll scream if I need you.” I begged.
He nodded solemnly.
“Ten minutes, not a second more.”
“Victor!” He shouted suddenly.
The madman in question stopped what he was doing, and it was now I noticed Wendell was entirely missing a finger. It took everything in me to to let out the most disappointed sigh I had ever had.
“Step away from the Victim, little Maggie here wants some time with him.”
He looked toward the door and everyone seemed to catch his drift. Butch placed a gentle hand on my shoulder before leaving. I smiled up at him. The second I heard the door shut I rushed forward to the man in the chair.
“I’m gonna be blunt, if I take of this gag and you scream, I’ll call Victor back in her to cut out your tongue, got it?”
He nodded. I slowly removed the gag, testing him.
“You fucking bitch” he hissed.
I slapped him across the face.
“We don’t have time for insults right now. Somethings wrong here, and I can’t pinpoint it. And I’d feel pretty fucking bad if I let them kill you before I figure this out.”
“What game are you playing? You know I didn’t do anything to you!”
“Actually that’s the thing Wendell. I don’t. I don’t remember that night, or that week for that matter. You did threaten me last time we spoke, it wouldn’t be unreasonable for you to come back and try to finish the job.”
“If I wanted you dead, you would be, here untie me and I’ll show you.”
I rolled my eyes.
“Did you, or did you not torture me?”
“No. I didn’t.”
“And you’re aren’t lying to me right now?”
“No. I’m not. I had a hit on the other side of town, Barbara Kean ordered it, talk to her, she’s my alibi.”
“I Will. Why would someone set you up? Who wants you dead?”
“Half the fucking city Little Girl, this is Gotham, everyone wants everyone dead.”
“Shame, you could have been more useful. Clocks ticking Wendell, talk, or don’t, I don’t really care at this point.”
I tried to be nonchalant to see if that would make him talk, but much to my dismay it didn’t. When that didn’t work, I switched up my tactic.
“Look, they’re gonna come back in here and I won’t be able to stop them from what they’re about to do.”
“Please, you have them wrapped so tightly around those fingers of yours, they’d do anything for you.”
“If you really think that, you’re delusional. Liek you said, this is Gotham. And if they don’t want me dead yet, I’m gonna do everything in my power to keep it that way. It’s that simple.”
“Good to see you aren’t as naive as I thought you were. You’ve grown since our last real encounter.”
“It appears I have… oppps, times up.” I said. “Sorry about this.”
“Sorry about wh-“
I shoved the gag back into his mouth. As I heard the door click I picked up the knife and plunged it into his shoulder, carful to avoid any major arteries.
“You stupid Bastard!”
I played up my role. I mean I did want to stab him, even if I find out he isn’t lying, he’s still not a friend. It was easy to make my emotions believable, for the tears I just thought back to the day Moira was killed in front of us, and for the rage I just imagined I was stabbing Slade. I felt strong arms around me pulling me back.
“Shhh, it’s ok, just breath Maggie, can you do that for me?”
It was Butch. I could feel eyes on us but I didn’t much care. If this was the worst thing they suspected me of, being friends with Butch, then it worked out in my favour.
“I hate him!” I cried.
I threw my arms over Butch’s shoulder, engulfing him into a hug.
“Ew” I heard Victor say.
Then a smack sounded through the air and I knew Y/N had slapped him. Despite not looking at him, I could feel Oswald shaking with rage.
“We should get rid of this leech!” He shouted. “Nobody makes Maggie cry!”
“Just say the word Boss.” Victor said with boredom in his tone. 
I heard the click of Victors gun and I flinched.
“No wait!” I shouted.
I pushed myself away from Butch and locked eyes with Victor.
“Don’t kill him.”
“Why not?”
“Yes, Little one, why shouldn’t we kill him? That cute little heart of yours is getting in the way. Turn it off.” Y/N suggested.
“There’s nothing wrong with having a heart, Y/N. But that’s not what I mean. Killing him would be too easy. I don’t care what you do with him, just don’t kill him.”
Y/N clasped her hands together over her mouth, being her smile. But Victor broke out in a full grin.
“I knew I trained you well Kitten.” She complimented.
“You heard her.” Oswald ordered.
I turned back around and sunk my face back into Butch’s neck. I had to admit, his scent was addicting. No wonder Tabitha was in love with this gentle giant. He held me close. Tabitha stroked my hair from above.
“Why don’t we go bake something?” Oswald asked me.
It was clear he was trying to cheer me up. I shook my head.
“Do you want to watch that movie you were talking about earlier?” Tabitha suggested.
I again shook my head. I finally pulled back to look at the trio.
“I think I just wanna take a nap.” I concluded.
“I’ll walk you to your room.” Oswald said.
“No, I just wanna be alone right now.” I concluded.
“Alright. I don’t like seeing you sad like this” Oswald relented.
I offered him a weak smile.
“Naps make things all better.” I joked.
I bid everyone a goodbye, Y/N and Vic paying no attention to me as they went to work on Wendell. The idiot should have spoke up when he had the chance. Everything was so blurry and so confusing right now. Before I knew it I let my feet Cary me all the way back to my apartment. The lock was still broken so I pushed my way through the door. I threw myself onto my bed, screaming into the pillow to release what was left of my pent up frustration. Oswald would be mad but I could deal with that later, the threat had been subdued.
That’s when I felt it, something was in my bed. I flailed my arm around until I heard a thunk. I’m confusion I raised my head from the pillow, finally taking a deep breath I wasn’t even aware I was holding in. There on my bed was a book. I sat up and flipped it over on my hands. My eyes widened, it was stunning. I opened it up and note fell out.
“Dear Maggie, I enjoyed our spontaneous visit the other day. I thought a lot about what you said about my taste in literature, and you were right. I am too predictable. So I read some of your favourites, and I’d love to discuss them sometime. But it felt a waste to just put this book back on my shelf to collect dust, I figured you’d cherish it more then I could. See you soon, your friend, Bruce Wayne.”
I couldn’t help the squeal that bubbled in my throat. God why did this kid have to be so adorable. Everything he did was so pointed and thoughtful. It made me have hope for the future of this god forsaken town. A book club did sound fun. I’d have to write him back. I took a moment to study the book thoroughly. The cover was stunning, and it seemed to be a rare combined copy fo Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking glass. But it was the back of the front cover that caught my attention.
“Twinkle twinkle little bat, how I wonder where you’re at! Up above the world you fly, like a tea-tray in the sky!” - Lewis Carroll
I froze. It was his actual signature. I was holding a signed copy of Alice in Wonderland. I was glad nobody could see me “fangirling” right now because I’d be incredibly embarrassed. I hugged the book tightly and fell back onto my bed. Emotionally I was exhausted.
“What an odd poem” I spoke out loud, to no one in particular.
I fell asleep with the book in my hands. Dreaming of places with redder roses.
An: Alice in wonderland is genuinely one of my favourite books of all time. I’ve been obsessed with it since I could read. So it’s obvious I love Jervis Tetch very very much!
#gotham oc#magnolia blossom#maggie#gotham#victor zsasz#gotham imagine#victor zsasz imagine#oswald cobblepot#tabitha galavan#butch gilzean#bruce wayne x reader#bruce wayne imagine#alice in wonderland#through the looking glass#classic literature
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I Promise
Paring - Gotham Season 3 Sid x reader
Word Count - 2,756
Warning - none
Request - from @bitweird1 maybe one where the reader and all the monsters (like Sid, Nancy, Marv, Fish, and the rest of them) live together and Sid and the reader like each other and haven’t said anything yet. and one day the reader comes home hurt and all of them get worried/protective of the reader and help patch her up but especially Sid since they like each other. and later after the reader is all patched up and her and Sid are alone they end up kissing and they don’t realize at the time that some of the monsters (maybe Nancy, Fish, and Marv) saw and they send knowing looks towards Sid and the reader later?
A/N - this was a request which I was super excited to write!! 🤩🤩 if anyone has a request, please message me and I will try and write it as soon as possible! anyways, @bitweird1 I really hope you like this!
The small humming of a young woman was the only other sound in the pharmacy beside the music softly playing ‘Wonderwall’ through the ratty speakers. With no one but the woman and the cashier occupying the store, it was no surprise how quiet the place was. Both were used to it anyways since it was a common occurrence for the woman to show up late Monday night after work when no one else was around.
Y/N L/N had a small skip in her step as she walked down the aisle, adding toothpaste, deodorant, and small necessities into her cart. If someone happened to walk in and glance her way, they probably would’ve thought she was either buying for a whole crowd or stocking up for some sort of apocalypse from the amount of each item that was in her cart. But the weird thing was that once the person recognized just who Y/N was, they wouldn’t be able to understand why she was buying all the things she had.
Everyone knew the story of Y/N L/N, the L/N family being one of the wealthiest families after the Waynes. Y/N’s mother had passed when she was young and her father a few years before when the young woman had reached the age of eighteen, so with no other living family member, it was a mystery as to who she would be buying all these things for.
That was a secret only Y/N knew and she couldn’t help but smile fondly as she thought about her new family that was waiting for her back at home. To everyone else they were seen as monsters or just as Hugo Strange’s experiments, but to Y/N they were nothing short but family.
How they had come to meet was beyond Y/N. It had all started the year of her father’s death, the situation being so much that she had almost taken a drastic decision one night if it hadn’t been for Fish Mooney stopping the girl and instantly taking her under her wing.
Y/N had always been close with Fish since that faithful night and had worked alongside Butch Gilzean under the woman for a few years until Fish had supposedly died. Y/N was devastated by the news, but then Fish was showing up on her doorstep months later with a group of people who she said needed help and Y/N had been quick to welcome them into her home. Even going as far as to smile warmly and say, “This big house was getting kind of lonely anyways.”
That was the day the monsters became her family and Y/N became close with all of them, especially Fish, Nancy, Marv, and a young boy around her age named Sid.
Besides Fish, Y/N was probably closest to Sid. Being the same age gave the two a small connection that they didn’t quite have with the others, so it had been easy for the two to become friends. They were best friends within a matter of days and no one could deny the connection that the two had. They were practically glued at the hip, the only time they were ever separated being when Y/N needed to run errands or when the monsters were all out running their own type of errands.
But being around someone so much, especially someone as kind and good looking as Sid, made it hard for Y/N not to develop feelings and within a month, she knew she had fallen off the deep end. She had fallen hard for the young speedster and he had no idea.
At the thought of Sid, Y/N’s grin grew just a bit as she walked down the candy aisle of the pharmacy. She was on a mission to find some chocolates, that having been the only request from Sid before she left.
It didn’t take long for her to find the sweets and she paused before smiling softly at the memory of Sid practically jumping up and down as he begged her to pick some chocolate up for him while she was out. Not being able to say no to the boy, she had quickly agreed and she swore she had never seen someone smile so widely just over chocolate.
Although, she couldn’t blame him. Chocolate was pretty amazing.
Y/N was too lost in thought to even notice that the cashier had disappeared, leaving the woman the only person in the store. It was only when she suddenly got a feeling like someone was watching her that she let out a small sigh, her humming stopping almost immediately.
Y/N picked up the bag of chocolates and placed it in her cart. She didn’t even bother turning around as she said in a kind voice, “Hello, Butch.”
The breathy chuckle of her old friend had her turning to look at the older man. Butch flashed Y/N a grin. “L/N,” he greeted. His eyes flickered down to her basket. “Got a lot of shopping to do? Family in town?”
Y/N looked away and down at her items in her cart. She then looked back up at the man. “Yes, my grandmother is visiting,” she replied.
They both knew that there was no grandmother.
Butch’s jaw clenched ever so slightly. “You’re not going to make this hard, are you?” Butch asked, a small hopeful tone in his voice.
Y/N shrugged and looked at him uninterested. “Depends. What’s wrong this time? Oswald got his panties in a bunch?” she questioned.
“I heard from a little birdy that my dear old friend might know the where abouts of our former employer. You always were close with her, so I wouldn’t be surprised if Fish has showed up on your doorway,” Butch said.
“What are you implying?” Y/N asked, her eyes narrowing slightly.
“Come on, Y/N,” Butch sighed. “Don’t make this hard. Just tell me where Fish is hiding out and I’ll let you leave here without a scratch on your forehead.”
“Even if I did know where Fish was, why would I tell you or Oswald? All he wants to do is kill her!” Y/N exclaimed.
“Would it be that bad if he did?” Butch asked.
Y/N scoffed and turned back around, ready to return to her shopping. “Y/N, if you don’t tell me, you know what’s going to have to happen,” Butch sighed.
“What?” Y/N laughed coldly. “You gonna torture me? Kill me perhaps? I’d like to see you try.”
Butch chuckled. “You always were my favorite for a reason,” he said, a small smile on his face. “I’m just going to say sorry in advance.”
Y/N sighed and sent a smile in Butch’s direction. “It’s okay, Butch. You’re only taking orders. You’ve got to pay the bills somehow, right?” she asked.
Butch nodded, “Exactly.”
A small beat of silence fell among the two, both waiting for the other to make the first move. It was only when Butch lunged at her that everything went by in a blink of an eye.
Y/N remembered dodging a few attacks, but before she knew it Butch had slammed her head into one of the displays, the action cutting her forehead and causing blood to roll down the side of her face. The two engaged in a fist fight after that and Y/N silently thanked Fish for all those years of training and Tabitha for the extra tips she had learned over the past year.
Y/N may not have abilities like Sid or Fish, but she was a fighter and she would not go down easily. She knew how to use her skills and her opponent’s weaknesses to her advantage, so within a few minutes she had Butch on the ground unconscious.
Other than the few scratches and bruises and the cut on her forehead, Y/N was otherwise fine. She stared down at her old friend before sighing and saying almost sadly, “It was nice seeing you, Butch.”
The girl then grabbed her basket of things and walked out of the pharmacy without even paying, leaving nothing but a trail of blood and an unconscious Butch behind her.
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By the time Y/N had reached her house, she had such a bad headache that she could barely see straight. She fumbled with her keys for a moment before finally opening up the door and walking inside.
The sound of her footsteps was enough to make the monsters all perk up and within a matter of seconds they were all running down the stairs to greet the girl and collect their goodies.
“Y/N!” Sid yelled from upstairs before he was suddenly down the stairs within a second of yelling. A huge grin was on his face, but it disappeared almost instantly and his face grew pale as soon as he caught sight of the girl.
“Y/N?” he asked worriedly as he watched the girl stumble in with blood all over her face.
She glanced up at the boy and gave him a small smile, her eyes then flickering over the other monsters who had all paused to stare at the girl in the doorway.
“Oh, hey, guys. Um. . .here’s the stuff you all wanted,” she said as she held up the basket.
Sid was quick to grab the bag and drop it on the ground as he brought his hands up and gently cupped the girl’s face. “What happened?” he asked softly, his eyes inspecting her face as a frown dawned his own.
“Whose ass do I need to kick?” Nancy asked angrily, her eyes practically blazing with fire as she thought of someone having harmed the girl in front of her.
“No one’s. I’m fine,” Y/N assured them, gently pushing away Sid’s hands in the process. “I just got a little roughened up is all. I’ll be fine after I clean up.”
“Y/N,” Marv said, his arms crossed in front of his chest in disapproval while Sid continued to grab Y/N’s face and inspect her wound.
“What’s the hold up?” a voice asked and Y/N let her eyes flicker up to see Fish walking down the stairs. The woman stopped at the sight of the bloodied girl and she frowned before asking, “Honey, what happened?”
“Just a little incident with Butch,” Y/N explained. “Oswald’s been trying to find you and I refused to tell them anything. One thing led to another and here I am.”
“And Butch?” Fish asked with a hint of anger in her voice.
Y/N smirked. “Lying bloody and unconscious on the floor of the pharmacy right where I left him,” she said.
The monsters chuckled and Fish smirked. “That’s my girl,” she said.
Her eyes flickered over to Sid who was still cupping Y/N’s face and looking at her in worry. A small smile appeared on Fish’s face.
“Sid,” she called out, the blonde boy instantly looking up at her in response. “Why don’t you help get Y/N cleaned up? I’m sure she won’t want all of us fussing over her. The medical kit is upstairs in the bathroom.”
Sid nodded and didn’t give Y/N time to respond before he was suddenly picking her up bridal style and disappearing up the stairs in a flash.
A silence fell among the others as they stood there before Nancy said, “We’re not seriously going to let Penguin get away with this, are we?”
Fish let out a cold laugh. “Oh no. He messed with one of our own which means he messed with all of us. He’ll get what’s coming to him, but for now, Y/N is hurt. Since she’s hurt and is unable to cook at the moment, let’s help out and get it started, shall we?” Fish asked.
The monsters all quickly agreed and disappeared into the kitchen to get dinner started, the only two not present being Y/N and Sid who had just reached the upstairs bathroom.
Sid was silent as he set Y/N down and began to speed around the room as he grabbed the necessary medical stuff that he needed. He was in front of her in a flash, cleaning supplies in hand. He didn’t speak a word as he began to clean her up, his eyes trained on the cut on her forehead.
“I’m going to kill him,” Sid finally muttered as he finished wiping the blood that had trailed down her face.
“Don’t. Butch was only doing what Oswald wanted him to,” Y/N said. “Besides, I took care of it.”
Sid let out a small grunt, obviously not liking the answer, and dabbed against the wound causing Y/N to let out a pained hiss. Sid’s free hand instantly shot up to her cheek and he stroked it softly as he whispered, “Sorry.”
Y/N blushed at the small gesture, but Sid didn’t seem to notice as he finished cleaning up the wound. He used his super speed and had her bandages up within a matter of seconds before he quickly patched up her other cuts as well.
“Thanks,” Y/N whispered once he had finished, the blonde smiling softly at her and shrugging as if it were no big deal.
“I’m coming with you next time,” Sid announced as he started to put the supplies away.
“You don’t have to,” Y/N chuckled.
“Yes, I do. You could’ve been hurt even worse, Y/N! What happens if Butch comes back and you aren’t able to fight your way out next time?“ Sid asked.
“Sid, I’ll be fine. I always am,” she assured him, but the boy shook his head.
“You came home today with your forehead cut up! I don’t think that qualifies as fine,” Sid argued.
Y/N rolled her eyes and looked to the boy, freezing slightly once she saw that he was already staring at her intensely with his hands shaking by his side.
“I’m being serious, Y/N. Today could’ve turned out a lot worse. What if you-“ Sid paused. “I. . .I wouldn’t be able to handle it if anything bad happened to you. I could barely even function when I saw you walk through that door today with your face covered in blood.”
Y/N was silent as she watched Sid duck his head, mumbling softly to himself as he did. She didn’t hesitate before getting up from her spot and slowly walking over to him. Y/N cupped the boy’s face causing him to look up at her.
She gave him a small smile as she gently rubbed his cheek with her thumb. “I’m okay,” she whispered. “I can take care of myself, Sid. Besides, I’d rather go out on my own than risk one of you coming with me and being caught by that bounty hunter or by the GCPD.”
Sid frowned and stared at her in silence, knowing that if any of them went with her, they would be caught within a matter of minutes. The thought of her going out alone again was enough to make him feel nervous. The prospect of ever losing her making him do what he did next.
Before Y/N knew what was happening, Sid’s lips were on hers, one of his arms wrapped around her waist to keep her close to him as his other rested on her cheek.
Y/N let out a small gasp in surprise, her eyes wide before she slowly realized what was going on. She let her eyes close, enjoying the feeling of the kiss. When Sid pulled away, she felt even more dizzy than before only this dizzy came from kissing Sid rather than the injury to her head.
Sid wrapped her up in his arms and dug his face into her neck as he held her close to him. “Just . . .promise me you’ll be careful next time. Please,” he whispered, his voice so vulnerable and small that it made Y/N’s heart ache.
She didn’t hesitate to hug the boy back, softly kissing his cheek before she whispering, “I promise.”
Then a silence fell among the two as they stood there hugging in the bathroom, both with small blushes on their faces as they realized they had just kissed the person they had been crushing on for months now.
However, they failed to notice Nancy grumpily handing Marv ten dollars from the hallway outside the bathroom and wouldn’t realize that their friends had seen their kiss until later that night at dinner when they were teased endlessly about their blooming relationship.
But for now, all that mattered was that moment, so they both held onto the other just a little tighter and closed their eyes as Y/N continued to whisper softly to Sid.
“I promise.”
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Hmmm🤔
I feel like there is a disturbing lack of butch gilzean x reader fics in this world....
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