#gothpeng

[catfcng]

“Why am I bed with you?” (cat king. make it funny)

Big stretch before transforming back into human form. A shrug given in response to question. " I needed somewhere to stay. Not my fault you take in strays. Oh so very kind of you though. "

[blckfckinmsk-archive]

"I ask forgiveness for the things I've done that you blame me for." (he's forced to say that don't take his word for it uvu)

· 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔🔪 ˖ ࣪𓂂 . Black Mask shakes his head at that sorry excuse of an apology. "That doesn't sound very sincere, Mr.Cobblepot. Don't test me, you wont like me when I don't play nice. So let's try that again, hm? Maybe a sweet little offer to keep the peace. Unless you wanna go to war with me. Cos I can fuckin' do that."

[helltechnicality]

@gothpeng replied to your post “" finally someone else has to deal with him coming...”:

don't just sit there HELP ME

"apologies, i'm busy from now till the end of time. good luck. he likes sardines."

[frvckles]

@gothpeng said :: 22 ( 22. get him back! - olivia rodrigo )

❛ i   wanna   break   his   heart   and   be   the   one   to   stitch   it   up. ❜

spotify wrapped sentence starters ➭ always accepting

[goregrin]

Drool dripping from their jowls and mad cackling erupting from the beasts, two hyenas came barreling up to the stranger in their sights. Jay, who was not too far behind them, had his face comically ‘disguised’ by a simple balaclava; it wasn’t as if many dared to pester him anyway. The GCPD often turned their heads for the sake of their lives, and their family’s lives on top of that. No, clown-wrangling tended to be the job of only one and it was a bright sunny day. The bat wasn’t out. But Bud and Lou were, and they were enjoying the autumn Gotham smog before one of them nipped at the blazer pocket of Oswald. The sound of a broken seam popping immediately. “Hey! Hey!” Jay scolded the two as if were merely pups, a single finger hooking under the collar of each of them to rear them back off the man. Mismatched eyes turned up towards the stranger and the smile that was permanently scarred into his cheeks said that he wasn’t sorry about the sudden onslaught. In fact, he found it quite amusing. “Don’t mind them,” he cooed. The two hyenas were only getting louder by the second. Their deadly fangs bared with yearning and one rose to his back paws. Again, Joker seemed entirely unfazed by their excitement. “Their laugh is worse than their bite— HAHA!” His eyes wandered, snapping up and down Oswald’s figure as uncontrollably giggles still plagued him, his gaze lingering on the torn pocket. “You got like… a snack in there? Cause that’s probably what they want.”

@gothpeng

[babydxhl]

"i'm scared. i'm scared that if i let my guard down for even a second- the world is going to come crashing down."

a lark among ravens sentence starters | still accepting.

Sprawled across one of the plush armchairs, Mary could lift her hand and splay her fingertips in the mid-afternoon light slanting near-solid through the gap in the curtains; she traced the faint blue veins beneath her skin, looked past them to the ceiling.

"Because it will," she said, and her tone was very matter-of-fact. "You can't let up, not even for a second."

She sat up after a moment, looked around, reached for her coat slung over the back of the chair and rifled through the pockets for cigarettes. "Whenever you do anything, you have to be thinking about how many people are waiting for you to fuck up. To take your place."

[therapardalis]

[Random Thing from @gothpeng.]

"You can trust nobody here in Gotham. Not even the ones you work with. or people you consider friends. They're all gonna stab you in the back sooner or later." ------------

"I don't plan to be here long enough to make friends." It's an aside, but definitely not a disagreement. She wouldn't doubt Oswald's opinion of the city in the first place, given he knew it far better than she, but apart from that she'd already met some of the resident lower-lifes herself.

Though she would, discreetly, ignore the irony that she was hearing this from a man she'd become acquainted with purely because he was stabbing the people he worked with in the back. And would likely have an extra one for her if she stopped being useful. Thera shrugged, took a sip from a travel mug of coffee that she was only drinking because she'd made it herself. "Or long enough to start trusting anyone, either."

[pv55y]

          SHE SLIPS INTO THE DIMLY LIT CLUB, THE BEAT OF HEAVY MUSIC VIBRATING THROUGH THE FLOOR BENEATH HER FEET; THE ICEBERG LOUNGE. Some things in her little ventures never quite change, do they? GOTHAM IS ALWAYS, & WILL ALWAYS REMAIN GOTHAM. Tonight, she has business she’d like to tend to; eyes scan the crowd with distaste but laser-focus, attempting not to focus TOO MUCH on the undercurrent of danger that always seem to linger in such places,     [ SHE’S NOT ONE TO PARTY, NEVER HAS BEEN, TRULY ]     & she doesn’t have to look hard / far to spot the one she’s looking for:

          Seems to be engrossed in some sort of conversation with another, busy with one thing or the other; THEY TEND TO ALL LOOK THE SAME, AT SOME POINT, FOR HER ( Gotham never changes; Gotham never changes; Gotham never- ) but with a confident stride, she makes her way over, not at all mindful of bubbles or personal space [ IRONIC, ACTUALLY; CONSIDERING HOW MUCH SHE SNAPS AT THOSE WHO INVADE HERS ]     ❛❛     Well, hello there     ❜❜     she purrs out, undertone complete with a GROWL if one is to listen closely;     ❛❛     Name’s Selena; I’m afraid I seem to be a little… lost,     ❜❜

SHE DOESN’T ACT LIKE SOMEONE WHO’S AS SUCH, but she doesn’t exactly bother to play the part no matter how true it technically is.     < @gothpeng CALLED UPON THE CAT, >     She leans in just ever so, only enough to keep things at a playing field,     ❛❛     But you? You have something I want, Mister; I’m… willing to make it worth your while, of course     ❜❜     not that she means it that way ( SHE NEVER DOES, ACTUALLY ) but doesn’t quite elaborate either,