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finniestoncrane · 4 months
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12 Days of Kinkmas • Day 8: Orgasm Denial - Gotham!Zsasz x GN!Reader request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist • dividers minors DNI!! 🔞 cw for nsfw stuff: nipple play, orgasm denial, teasing
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The mattress below you was soaked in sweat, your body weakening, mouth dry as you let Victor ravage you, bringing you as close to a climax as he decided you deserved over, and over, and over again. The teasing was exciting, at first, but now your body ached for him, and yet it still seemed like he had other plans.
Victor brushed his fingertips down your sternum, his hand reaching your stomach and lingering there until he skirted back up towards your chest. With well-trained trigger fingers, more used to causing violence than pleasure, he flitted over your nipples as he grinned in delight. His teeth glinted in the overhead light as he grinned wide as he caught your eyes. You looked into them, dark and challenging, sparkling with the kind of cruel mischief he usually delighted in, and which you recognised as an almost permanent feature by now.
Lowering his head, he placed a soft kiss on your stomach, following it up in a trail until his lips were close to your nipples, grazing over them. His tongue prodded out, lapping at you as he felt your body rise up off the bed, trying to get closer to him. He took the hint and wrapped his lips around them, sucking softly. He chuckled as he listened to you whining, whimpering almost.
Your eyes prickled with hot tears of desperation. He’d been teasing you for almost an hour, watching your body writhe, ruining your orgasm at the very last minute, and then riling you back up again with his deft fingers and knowledge of every sensitive spot on your body. This was the final straw, his teeth around your stiffening nipples, pulling at them as you began to tremble. You could feel the climax coming again, and he was riding dangerously close to the line. Enough to make you think he might finally be allowing you to let yourself go completely.
But, that of course wasn’t the case.
Your breath hitched as your body prepared for what you hoped was the grand finale, but with a smirk and a giggle, he took his lips from you with a wet popping sound and sat back, not a bit of him in contact with you. He pouted and cooed at you as you groaned in frustration, tutting at your lack of self-control, and for thinking he would be anything less than cruel to you.
“I’m so sorry, my desperate little fool, but it’s only Christmas Eve. You’ll have to wait until tomorrow for the rest of your gift.”
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cliobii · 7 months
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silly doodles of my gotham oc Mag! It was his birthday yesterday 🐧 ft. some of their buddies!
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bewitchingbaker · 6 months
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"You remember me?"
Chris blinked for a moment, eyes staring at Jenna. A hand rubs his chin as he looks over the blonde before him. He takes note of her hat and then her hands, slowly putting things together. A while ago, when his family was working on a few changes to their restaurant she was around to help with a few things.
But it wasn't just the construction.
A day later, while going on his usual shadowing days he saw Jenna...with the Wonderland gang. While he knew they were up to certain not so legal activities, the baker turned the other way. Sure they were up to planning some crazy crimes but it wasn't his business.
"...Yeah," Chris finally replies. "I didn't think you'd remember me with all the work you do."
A pause.
"I hope you don't think I spoke to anyone about your other projects...we Luna's mind our business."
[ @wonderlandcarpenter ]
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imposterogers · 1 year
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batman canon: canonically cursed gotham, pseudoscience, creatures in the sewers, freeze guns, twenty rogues running rampant, the most absurd villains imaginable including kiteman condiment man & eggman, campy/eccentric outfits & personalities, superpowers used for evil
batman live action (excluding adam west, michael keaton, and gotham 2014): ok but what if we make gotham a normal ultra realistic city…………with normal levels of crime……………with one villain per year…………..how about that
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stickparrot · 4 months
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These five little nerds has been hovering in my brain for a month so congrats
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What do you mean I dont have type (lie)
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hermannco · 3 months
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doodle
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disniq · 1 year
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Also, Gotham Knights managed a more nuanced look at Bruce's feelings regarding Jason's death in these few sentences than 90% of comics ever have
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batsandbugs · 8 months
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THE CONTINUATION OF THE IKEA VERSE
Okay, so this isn't quite an actual update yet, but I've been gone for a while and I wanted to let y'all know what's going on.
The last chapter of Classification System has been fighting me. Bruce and Damian's confrontation is important, but, up until now, I had no clue how it needed to go, or wanted it to end. After all, this story never had a planned plot, and was rather more a chaotic amalgamation of vibes that grew legs and dragged me along for the ride. While that worked well for the first story, the second wanted to veer into serious territory, which is maybe why it was fighting me so hard. I have serious stories, but IKEA Verse has never really been one of them.
So I started thinking of a third installment, hoping this inspiration would drive me to find the proper course for how Bruce and Damian's confrontation should unfold. So I put on my thinking cap, and thought, "hmmm... how am I going to bring back the fun and excitement and hilarity of the first installment, while still continuing Damian and Marinette's relationship?"
And my evil brain responded with...
"~Bigger is better, and better is bigger, a little bit is never enough, no, no, no!~"
So, ladies, gents, and others I now present to you the third installment of The IKEA VERSE:
THE GREAT GOTHAM SEWER RACE
CALLING ALL RACERS! Underneath Gotham lay miles of caverns, lava pools, zombie hordes, interdimensional racing tracks, funhouse hallways, a maze full of doors that do not open and lead into a never ending madness, a mysterious banked fog, submerged waterways, ancient temples, and more! Come try your hand at claiming the ultimate prize which lay hidden at the finish line.
If you survive...
Coming 2024!
So... yeah, IKEA Game Verse is getting a third installment. The last chapter of Classification System, should be out sometime within the next month or two, now that I have proper motivation to get it finished. And starting the new year I'll be posting the Great Gotham Sewer Race! Hope this makes up for the months of radio silence (although I have posted a few chapters of my Marvel fic, so I haven't been totally silent).
As always, all comments, suggestions, and ideas are welcome! The bigger and crazier the better and if it's good, there's a high likelihood it'll end up in the story (after all the knowledge of IKEA stores with ball pits was given via comment, and we all know how that panned out.) Think Hanabarbara Wacky Races! If anyone still remembers that show. Tell me who you want to see! ANYONE IN DC is open for consideration, other fandoms are also encouraged (the caverns beneath Gotham are interdimensional and inter-universal!) Tell me if there's any challenge, or obstacle, or event you want to see! I'm open anything and everything.
I hope this sparks excitement for y'all as it has done for me. See you soon!
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toulousewayne · 1 year
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Bruce’s Clapback 👏🏼Pt:1 (Social Media AU)
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finniestoncrane · 1 year
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Oh! When I saw that Victor zsasz was on the list I knew what I wanted. Need some love so why not from that beauty?
Cheer this heartbroken babe up. 💔
🎀I'm not in love.🎀
🎀 No. 2: I'm Not In Love 🎀
give me a character and i'll write some headcanons for how they fall in love with you and how/when they tell you a/n: kjjlklkjasd FINALLY some good fuckin food 💚 (i just really love him and i wanted more of him, also i picked gotham zsasz, my chihuahua boy) 1k milestone info! 🔞minors dni🔞 • kofi • tag: finnie1k
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victor is a surprisingly soft boy! but he's not out actively looking for love, it's the kind of thing that just happens
maybe you both reach for the same antique knife
or you're both stocking up on the same ammunition
both of you order the exact same ice cream/sauce/sprinkle combo when you're at the counter
meet-cutes are definitely a way to get his attention, and he's lost in your love pretty much immediately
in his line of work everything has to be fast and quick, and that goes for relationships too
you never know when someone's going to murder you, it could even be him
so you have to live every moment like it could potentially be your last, seize the day and all that
and he lives by that motto
so he'll be seizing you, taking you in his arms and telling you there's no point in delaying happiness when he could whisk you off to some romantic spot (for a contract killing) and romance you enough in one night to last a lifetime
which again, there's no telling how long a lifetime is, so...
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dramatisperscnae · 20 days
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@cxpedcrusxder (for arthur, bruce has decided to be a little shit)
It's a text, and an image, of Bruce posed suggestively in a way that really only vaguely keeps it from being an actual nude photo. Taken in his bathroom mirror, the cheeky grin he wears is enough to show he knows what he's doing. The text reads: {text to: Arthur ❤️} I miss you~ 😘
Of all the things Arthur's expecting when his phone goes off, it is definitely not that. He's certainly not complaining by any means, but he's never actually considered Bruce the type to do something like this.
Now that he thinks about it, he's not sure why.
There's a bit of a delay in his reply as he takes his time admiring that image, but it's no longer than a couple of minutes.
[text: Taku Manawa🦇] You realize I can be there in less than an hour, right?
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hornystiel · 1 year
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i just love how we all went 'those two men fucked :)' re harvey knowing about bruce being batman and turner not knowing shit. and the whole 'i'm basically his uncle' thing. uhhuh. gay
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aslightaddity · 5 months
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Dappy!verse lore The Penguin
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Born the daughter of Gertrude Kableput after an affair with Salvatore Moroni. He was an only child as his birth was incredibly traumatic for his mother, he was born prematurely and with cerebral palsy.
His mother was fiercely protective of him. He barely left his home, when he did it was to the doctors, the store, the library, or the park but always with his mother. He was homeschooled by his mother and his neighbors as a child due to his difficulties speaking and the lack of accessibility in the Gotham public schools.
As a child he knew he was different, past his condition, he knew he was truly a boy, he had no way to communicate this, he had no word for what it was. Until he made a friend, a pen pal really, named Helix, who was like him. She too was trans and sheltered. They bonded over their letters, they shared photos, books, songs they loved, and their crazy stories.
For his seventeenth birthday he was surprised with his own set of arm crutches that his mother and neighbors had pooled together money for and was finally had more mobility that he didn’t need to rely on someone else for.
That was the same day he saw his first dead body. He finally had his own way to visit Helix on his own so he went to visit her but when he arrived at her home the doors were unlocked and in the middle of the room was the bloodied corpse of Helix. The only thing the killer left was a ransom note.
Oswald took the note and went to the worst place he knew to try and find answers, fish mooney’s club. He demanded to know if the person could be identified but Fish refused to tell him anything without assurance that he was loyal. In trade for the information Oswald began working for Fish.
As one of Fish’s employees he was given a spare tuxedo, it wasn’t as fitted as the others had them but he was greatful as he finally looked more like a man in it. He worked as a greater for the club and kept tabs on who came and went, like a look out, lord knows the security was just there for show and the heavy lifting. He also helped Fish hide items, often bringing them home and hiding their food hem under a loose floor board.
His mother wasn’t too happy that he got a job but he assured her it was a good job and that the extra money would be nice.
Over the years he slowly got closer to finding Helix’s murderer and he got closer to Fish herself. She was nice but strict, like a mother, and doted on him, saying how he looked like a little penguin in his suit. A nickname that quickly caught on. With the money he earned he was able to pay for his mother’s dream home in another, safer, city and was even able to pay for gender affirming care and better mobility aids on his own.
Then the day came when Fish called him aside to talk to him. They had found who they believed killed Helix and due to his dedication it was up to him what happened to him. Oswald had long made up his mind, he was going to kill them himself.
When the day finally came he went along with Fish and some of the other men to the man’s apartment. He was given a gun, not a nice one but by no means cheap. It was quick and slow the moment when he shot and killed the man he didn’t even bother to learn the name of.
He finally got revenge but there was more he realized his own potential. He could be just as great as Fish.
Fish realized this too and slowly he improved and became her second in command. She drunkenly told him one night that if she to die that it would all be his.
It was an uncharacteristically sunny day in Gotham when that statement would become true. While in a meeting with Falcone the all to familiar sound of a gunshot rang out. Oswald rushed in the room to find Fish bleeding out. Despite his insistence to help and try to save her, she already resigned herself to the death and reminded him that he was going to be a great man.
Usually when he returned home with blood on his hands from work he would wash it off as soon as he could but when he returned home he found himself unable to wash off her blood.
He took up Fish’s position, cozied up to Falcone despite how much he hated the man. But Falcone didn’t care about him, instead of treating him with the same respect he gave Fish, he made Oswald look after his daughter Sophia. Sophia insisted they were friends but it was very clear that they weren’t. They talked but it was mainly Sophia talking and Oswald responding in short answers.
Becoming more and more irritated with Falcone he began scouring to find others that disliked him and Moroni. Which, naturally, was a lot of people. He promised them better, to his ability he gave them better. It wasn’t long before people started denouncing Falcone or Moroni in favor of Oswald. Far too many people to just kill, far too important too.
It wasn’t long before he was confronted by both Falcone and Moroni. Who had nothing by colorful things to say to and about him, the threatened to kill him if he didn’t put an end to his growing claim on their crime empires.
Oswald wasn’t a fool. He had learned from them and so many other men like them how business worked, after-all he was doing a fine job running his own ‘business’. He knew that all men have a weak point you have to gouge, blackmail was a man’s best friend. So he told them what he had over each of them. For Moroni, it was the knowledge of his slew of affairs and illegitimate children he never cared to be responsible for and reminded Falcone that he knew every detail Sophia did. The blackmail alongside the dwindling support forced them to accept the change.
And for years it went like that, he ran the club, now the iceberg lounge, and managed his empire, both with the threats and attempts on his life that came with them. Never once being tied back to it all. He even took in an orphan that reminded him all too much of his long lost friend Helix, the boy was named Martin and he took him in as his own. But he grew paranoid as the years went by smooth.
Paranoid that someone was out to kill all that he loved, paranoid that every new face could be a threat. It quickly became a habit to blackmail and manipulate people. Afterall it was the only way he kept control. But then he met a man that defied his control, Ed Nygma. A man who when faced with blackmail pulled a knife and aimed for an artery. A man he would become so close to and soft with as the tell him his entire story. A story no one else knew in full.
In some ways he had gained the family he had long thought he lost.
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harveydont · 1 year
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i come back to beastars au every once in a while. have a funny hybrid jon.
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tiredgooseblog · 11 months
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Someone interrupting my screening of Into the Spiderverse 2 would be my villain origin story
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almond-milk-man · 1 year
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quick eddie doodle. sorry i haven’t drawn in months
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