Ed hated to see you upset and would do anything to make you feel better. So when he walked into your apartment and saw you crying he immediately set out to comfort you and bring your spirits up. He knew you liked to be warm and cozy so he made some tea and got a blanket, draping it around you both. As you sipped your tea he would sit with you, telling you funny riddles to try and bring a smile to your face and make you feel alright again.
Character: Oswald
Oswald was a selfish man. He knew this and he normally didn’t care if someone else was hurt or upset. But you, you were different. He cared a great deal about you so whenever you were wronged or saddened he would move heaven and earth to bring you comfort. He would kill whoever hurt you and bring you proof so you knew you would never be harmed by them again. Then he would make sure your favorite foods were delivered and get you settled into bed to rest after your meal, knowing you would wake up refreshed and feeling much better then the night before.
Character: Barbara
Barbara knew the best way to comfort you was to take your mind off of whatever upset you in the first place. And the best way she knew how to do that was with sex. If that didn’t work well you two could go out on the town, to a club, pick up some random man and then tear him apart just for the fun of it. And if that still didn’t work, well ice cream and Netflix was a surefire bet and the two of you would end up cuddled on the couch for the night until you couldn’t remember what upset you in the first place.
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Oswald Cobblepot:
You and Oswald’s little girl, Scarlett, was about three years old. She was spoiled rotten, but unlike most spoiled children, Scarlett was an angel! She was most definitely a daddy's girl. She was Gotham’s sweetheart being the Mayor’s daughter. She had Oswald’s sparkling eyes and your nose but his jet black hair. Now as any three years, Scarlett did have a very mischievous side to her. She had a thing for getting into sticky yet cute situations. Currently Oswald was pacing about the living room as you sat on the couch watching television. Little Scarlett curled into your side.
“What are you pacing for Ozzy?” You sighed in annoyance.
“This whole Mayor Business is overrated.” He complained as he stopped to look as you. Scarlett moved off your lap as she walked over to her father. She sat on the floor in front of him. Watching his feet move. Her dark brows furrowing at his weird walk. She slowly rose to her feet as Oswald walked into the kitchen with you in tow. What you two didn’t see was Scarlett limping behind her father. Her small frame not being seen as her raven curls bounced in her pigtails. Something shiny caught her eye as her eyes landed on Oswald’s jacket. She looked to Oswald, then the jacket as she ran over to it. She slipped it on with a giggle as she limped back over to the kitchen. Your eyes landed on her as you stifled a giggle.
“What?!” Oswald spun to see Scarlett limping into the room, the coat draped as it slid on the ground. His face softened as he took her in. Oswald was a whole other guy around you and Scarlett. He grinned as she spoke up.
“I’m walking just like daddy! Watch!” She proceeded to limp around the kitchen as you giggled.
“No Ed that isn’t right! I said do this! Not that!” She said in a deep voice as she sternly pointed a finger at no one. Oswald couldn’t help the laugh that made its way out.
“You’re a better Oswald than your dad.” Oswald stated as he picked up the miniature Mayor.
“You’re lucky you’re the cutest Mayor too.” He said as he kissed her forehead as she giggled.
Ed Nygma:
You and Ed had a four year old son, Edward Nygma Junior. He was a mischievous little guy with a knack for getting into trouble, however he picked up his intelligence from his father. He could pass as the miniature version of Ed Nygma. They even had the same glasses. Ed Jr wanted to be like his father to a ‘T’. But don’t let that fool you, he was a momma’s boy at heart. Today Ed had taken the day off, making sure you were working so he could take Eddie out for the day. You had finally gotten home and you quietly opened the door, hearing both Ed’s whisper to each other.
“Remember what to do little guy?”
“Yes. I give mommy the flowers and hit her with a good riddle. Right?”
“Spot on my boy.”
“Boys?! I’m home!” You said as you walked in. Little Ed ran up to you with a flower in his hand.
“Daddy took me to the park today I picked this for you mommy! A-and I have a riddle for you!” He turned to look at his dad who gave him a thumbs up. Little Ed swallowed hard, not wanting to mess up the riddle.
“C’mere. Okay...I-It’s made with sugar….You can eat it….it-it tastes very sweet...What is it?” He said as your brows furrowed in fake confusion.
“Hm...I don’t think I know that one baby.” Ed ran to the kitchen table as you followed him with a large smile.
“A cake! Me and daddy baked it today!” He giggled as he pointed to the cake. The light green icing placed sloppily on the top. Arms wrapped around your waist as a kiss was pressed to your head.
“Hello Eddie.” You sighed as you kissed him.
“Hello princess. How was your day?”
“Good...tiring.” You said truthfully. He nodded. You felt arms wrap around your legs as you saw Little Eddie bury his head in your side. You were thankful for your little family. Even the little one on the way as Ed rested his large hands on the swollen four month bump.
Jim Gordon:
Charlotte Lynn Gordon was the princess of Gotham. A very sweet little three year old with a heart of pure gold. She was a very polite little girl for being three. Jim was very protective of his little girl, but she had Jim wrapped around her little fingers. Charlotte was little, having been born a tad bit early than expected. You walked into the GCPD with Charlotte attached to your hip. Bullock stood, Charlotte’s godfather.
“Well if it isn’t my favorite Gordon!”
“Hello Mister Bullock.” Charlotte smiled shyly. Bullock shook his head. “You’re too polite for Gotham City little Gordon.”
“(Y/n)!” You turned to see Jim walking to you. “What are you doing here?”
“Daddy!” Charlotte giggled as she reached for him. “Mister Bullock said you had the rest of the day off!” Charlotte gave Jim an award winning smile. Her blue eyes she inherited from Jim. Jim sighed with a smile. He knew he couldn’t tell his little girl no even if he had to. She was just so polite!
“Alright princess. Let’s go home.” He said as she covered her ears.
“I’ss so loud in here!” She whined as she buried her head in Jim’s neck. Jim placed his coat around her small body to avoid the incoming criminals that they had just brought in from seeing her. Once the three of you got into the parking lot, he took the jacket off of her.
“All the bad guys gone daddy?”
“All gone baby.” He smiled as he buckled her in. She grinned up as you kissed her cheek. Jim smiled at his two girls with nothing but love in his blue eyes.
“Daddy! Guess what?!”
“What?”
“I love you!” She said as Jim kissed your cheek.
“I love you too Charlotte. I love you (Y/n).”
“I love you too Jim.”
“Now who wants ice cream?”
“Yes please!” Charlotte grinned as she grinned. Her brown hair bobbing in it’s small thin fountain. You smiled as Jim snaked his hand into yours. Lifting it and pressing a kiss to your knuckles. He turned the car on and drove to the small diner a block from your apartment.
Jerome Valeska:
The only person crazier than Jerome was his son, six year Finneus. He was the literal carbon copy of his father. You couldn’t complain...they were both your sweethearts. Finneus adopted his father’s psychotic behavior. You could keep up I mean...you were the crazy clown family of Gotham. Jerome would often bring his son on small jobs, like robberies. You drew the line at actually letting Finneus see Jerome killing. But you digress.
“Momma! Look what dad got me today!” Finneus held up the butterfly knife as Jerome laughed maniacally.
“Ask your mother to teach you! She’s a pro!” Jerome said as he came into view. His shirt stained with blood as you groaned.
“You do the laundry this time!” You raised a brow as you carefully took the knife from your struggling son.
“You’re not doing it right honey...like this!” You expertly worked the knife causing your son to go slack jawed.
“Do it again!”
“What do we say?”
“Please.” He begged with big eyes. You did it again and your son let out an innocent giggle. Though you knew this family was far from it.
“Say do you think our new baby will be more into guns, or knives?”
“Oh we’re having another one are we?” You raised a brow. Carrying Finneus was difficult as you had been bedridden half the pregnancy.
“Junior, do you want a brother or sister?!”
“YES! I can teach them how to burn ants with a magnifying glass a-and I can teach them the best places to steal from!” Finneus giggles as you smiled. Jerome glided over to you, licking his lips as your finger traced his scars from the staples. You shook your head.
“Okay...let’s have another one.” You whispered. Nine months later and you gave birth to little Persephone, and your murderous family was complete.
Jervis Tetch:
You and Jervis had a little girl, Aura Jane Tetch. She was five and very small for her age. She was adorable and knew how to use it to her advantage. She was a daddy’s girl, she inherited his big brown eyes and nose and curly wild hair. Currently you were picking up some of her toys as her and Jervis did their nightly reading session. You can almost guess what he was reading to her.
“Who are you?” said the Caterpillar.
This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, “I—I hardly know, Sir, just at present—at least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have changed several times since then.”
“What do you mean by that?” said the Caterpillar, sternly. “Explain yourself!” Jervis read animatedly, eliciting a giggle from the five year old. You bit your lip as you watched through the crack in the door as your little girl stared up at her dad. She watched him speak, hanging onto every word with innocent eyes.
“Dad?”
“Yes, my little flower?”
“Can we read this every night from now on?” She whispered tiredly as she yawned. Her eyes closed as Jervis looked at you with a grin through the crack in the door. He kissed Aura’s forehead.
“Of course we can my little flower. Are you tired?”
“No…’f course not dad.” She whispered as she pointed to the page. “Keep….keep reading…” She yawned. Jervis shook his head.
“Star light, star bright. First star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might…”
“Have the wish I wish tonight.” Aura finished tiredly as Jervis tucked her into bed.
“My darling.” Jervis said as he exited her room. “Let’s have another starling.” He grinned.
Alfred Pennyworth:
You and Alfred were delighted with a little boy, Cedric Arlo Pennyworth. He was a true gentlemen at the age of six. He had excellent manners and despite the obvious age difference, got along great with ‘Master Bruce.’. You were beyond thankful that he has grown the way he has. He looked like his father and even gained the British accent. Currently you were gathering food for dinner till you saw little Cedric run into the kitchen with Bruce.
“Hide us mum!” He whisper shouted as he ran to the small cupboard as Bruce went into the taller one adjacent from where Cedric hid. You stifled a giggle. Suddenly you heard footsteps.
“Hello love.” Alfred said as he kissed your cheek.
“Hello Alfie.” You smiled as you continued to chop up the potatoes.
“Would you happen to know where Cedric and Master Bruce are?”
“No. Not a clue. Why? Are you looking for them?” You smiled as you paused your cutting for a few seconds. Avoiding contact with Alfred, knowing he’d see straight through your lie. Alfred went to call you out but heard a small clatter from the cupboard that Cedric was in. Alfred playfully glared from you and pushed himself from the counter. He carefully walked over and whipped open the doors as Cedric laughed gleefully.
“Found you little mister!” Alfred said as Cedric crawled from the cupboard. Alfred picked him up and set him on the counter.
“Now...I’m going to ask nicely….where is Master Bruce….”
“I’ll never tell! Never!”
“Not even for ice cream after supper?”
“...” Cedric pointed a small finger over to the cupboard where Bruce hid. You giggled as Alfred high fived his son.
“I know you, my best friend Cedric, just did not sell me out for ice cream.” Bruce faked a look of betrayal as you shook your head.
“I’ sorry mister Bruce! But ice cream is ice cream.” Cedric sighed as he hopped off the counter as you leaned down to peck your Cedric’s cheek. He playfully wiped it off as Alfred placed one on you and Cedric cheeks.
Harvey Bullock:
You and Harvey were the proud parents of a little four year old girl named Ella Grace Bullock. She had your eyes but the rest was all Harvey. She was quite quiet for being Harvey’s kid around new people. But she was a very kind little girl. She had quite the imagination. Currently Jim Gordon was over, who you could tell she had a small crush on.
“Hello Mister Jim! Hi dad!” She greeted as you came in from picking her up. She ran into her fathers arms as he scooped her up. Sitting in his chair as he set his drink down.
“Hello little Ella!” Jim smiled at the innocent child.
“Hello my beautiful sunshine.” Harvey smiled as he hugged the little girl.
“Today we colored!” She said as she ran to you. You handed her the picture and perched herself back on her dad’s lap.
“Look! That’s you putting the bad guys away with Mister Jim!” She said as she then pointed to two stick figures, one with a hat and the other with brown hair.
“And there is me and mommy watching you make Gotham safer! See we have ice cream!” She gushed at her artwork with a smile.
“My little girl is an artist!” See that Jim!” Harvey smiled proudly as he leaned up to kiss your cheek. Slyly giving your butt a little swat. You gasped as he chuckled.
“That’s a pretty drawing there Ella Grace.” Jim smiled. Ella blushed as you giggled.
“T-Thank you Mister Jim.” Harvey picked up on his daughter’s innocent crush. He kissed his daughter’s cheek as he set her on the ground.
“Daddy?”
“Yes ladybug?”
“Can Jim stay for dinner? And color with me!?”
“That’s a question for the man himself.” He said as Jim nodded. She squealed as she raced to get her coloring book and crayons. Harvey walked over to you.
“You pic on that too sweetie?” He asked as he acknowledged the child’s crush.
“You bet.” You smiled as you leaned up to kiss his lips. He sighed.
Edward Nygma is a man of fine cuisine. Which is why he would never take you to a restaurant for a date. His idea of a great date is bringing you back to his place, cooking you up a fine meal and having you compliment everything several times (he’s a bit of a diva who needs validation) and then afterwards going out to see an obscure museum exhibition or art show. He tries to impress you with his knowledge and throwing in riddles here and there to test your knowledge. You prove to him over and over that you are his intellectual equal and he loves you for that.
Character: Oswald
Oswald likes to show off to you that he is rich. It’s the only reason he thinks you even like him at all although you have told him several times that that is not true. The two of you normally start an evening with a nice dinner in an upscale restaurant, lobster, steak, and caviar with the nicest wine in the house, followed by a show or opera in a balcony, and then you finish the night back at the house with dessert. He is all about showing off when he gives gifts to you also. You would wake up some mornings to find a pair of earrings or a necklace on the nightstand by the bed, maybe a new suit or dress for an evening out, always the finest clothiers and designers. He is a generous lover and you enjoy it almost as much as you enjoy him being himself in the small hours of the morning when he wakes up from a nightmare and holds you closer, kissing you gently on the head and murmuring that he loves you, letting down a wall he normally has up for everyone.
Barbara is a fun girl, always coming up with adventure date to take you on. Sometimes you guys go out and find a couple guys to tease, seducing them before going back to each other and leaving them hanging. Sometimes they like to try and get you two anyways but, well, that never works out well with them and seeing your girlfriend break a man’s leg in three places is such a turn on that it sometimes leads to the two of you skipping the rest of the date just to have sex in the back alley behind the bar. When your dates are homebound she comes up with scavenger hunts for toys around the apartment and the two of you have fun finding and playing together.
Jerome Valeska is the most spontaneous person you’ve ever met and it makes your date nights so exciting. Sometimes the date starts in the early morning, him waking you up to go see the sunrise and rob a coffee shop of both food and scones before spending the day just wandering Gotham and looking for trouble to cause. Other times the date started at 10pm with him waking you up to go out and find a penthouse apartment, killing whoever was inside and commandeering it for the night to play out your fantasies of getting married and having a lavish honeymoon, which he promises over and over to give you one day. When you’re just at home he will surprise you with dinner or breakfast, maybe even a ring he stole from someone’s finger or something else he got from a job, always trying to make you smile.
Jim loves having time with the kids. He takes them out to parks, ballgames, movies, anything to get them out and about and experiencing new things. Every day when he gets home from work he puts away the cop and becomes a superhero, flying the kids around on his shoulders or playing with dolls on the floor, anything to make them laugh and smile. On bad days when everything at work had fallen apart or the bad guy had gotten away his return home was darker but he still did his best to be a father first and a cop second.
Character: Oswald
The lucky child born into Oswald Cobblepot’s life was going to want for nothing. Oswald was going to raise that child to have the life he never had, full of lavish living and extravagances. His love for his child could never be questioned and he knew that he would never have another because Oswald was selfish, knowing he couldn’t love anyone more than this child, hell he didn’t know he could love anyone more than himself. Oswald’s child was the number one child in the world to the man and he was going to spoil that child as much as he could.
Character: Harvey
Harvey Bullock was a man who no one expected to be a good father. He drank too much, enjoyed going out too much, liked hookers too much, but when he was thrust into fatherhood because of the mother’s death he took to it naturally. He was wonderful to his daughter, getting her anything she needed and as much as she wanted that he could provide. He always made sure she went to school, had good grades, throwing in fun activities to make sure she enjoyed life to the fullest. If there was anything he was going to teach that little girl it was that life was short and you should do as much as could while you were alive.
Character: Barbara
Barbara was a tough love sort of mother. She was honest and didn’t sugar coat anything, she knew being in this world was anything but love and cuddles and she wasn’t going to let her child grow up to be fooled by anyone. Now, she may have been tough and honest but she was also caring and loving, making sure that her child knew that someone in this world loved them, that they were cared for and if anything bad happened to them they could come home to her and she would be there for them. There was never a love more true or fierce than the love Barbara had for her child.
Note: This seems more of a list thing instead of a full preference so that’s how I’ll be handling this
Character: Villains
Oswald: Stays as far away as he can, not able to deal with the vomiting and getting disgusted himself
Jerome: Tries to joke about it to help, but doesn’t really help at all
Ed: Finds every possible remedy and starts to try everything on you, from herbal tea to acupuncture to trying to make you drink some type of blood to help
Victor: Somehow knows exactly what to do and you never have another issue
Character: Heroes
Alfred: Years of being the butler, and being present for the pregnancy of Martha Wayne, he knows some solid remedies that seem to do the trick
Jim: Reads up on the internet about miracle remedies, which all seem to just make you sick at the smell or the taste
Bullock: Sits aside and tells you it’ll be ok and then starts saying that maybe later you can get some great burgers, which just starts you heaving again
Dent: Holds your hair and goes out buying Preggy pops to make everything better
You had been away for awhile, taking care of a sick relative, while Victor had to stay behind in Gotham for work. The two of you missed each other and the fact that your phone conversations were always sort and sporadic didn’t help to lessen the distance between you two. You finally were coming home, entering the apartment the two of you shared, not sure what to expect. You dropped your bag and looked around, eyes falling on a table, set for dinner with candles and a bottle of wine. You smiled wide, seeing Victor come out of the kitchen and set down plates of dinner for the two of you. He looked up and smiled warmly at you, opening his arms. You took the invitation, running over and jumping into them happily.
Character: Ed
Ed’s little house guest had put a damper on your relationship. You and Oswald hated each other from the moment you’d met and after a couple days you just couldn’t handle being there anymore. You loved Ed but needed to but away from that Penguin for awhile so you left, staying in a hotel across town. It was a full month before you went back, knowing that Oswald had moved out by then. You walked in, Ed still at work, and settled back into your place, making sure nothing was missing. By the time he got home the place looked normal again, everything back in place. He opened the door and you were waiting on the couch. He looked nervous until you smiled a little. “I promise he is never coming back” Ed said. You nodded. “Good, now get over here and kiss me.”
Character: Jerome
You hadn’t seen Jerome since he went into Arkham and then he was killed before you had a chance to see him. You had spent months crying and alone, feeling awful and just wanting it to all be over. You knew Jerome wouldn’t want you to do that though, he wanted everyone on the world dead, everyone but you. So you trudged on, trying to get better. You were walking down the street one day when you saw that hair, you would know that red anywhere. You quickly pursued him, ending up in an alley with him watching you. He looked different, pale and with bright red lips, almost like blood on his face. “Jerome?” you said. He smiled, a wide insane smile, moving to press you into the wall, kissing you hard before pulling back. “Yes and No Y/N, most people call me Joker now.”
Oswald had been missing for months now. No call nothing. You just sat in the mansion, trying to put your mind at ease, trying to keep busy to forget about missing him. You had finally started to feel like you could function normally again when the door crashed open and in walked Oswald, looking thin and pale but alive. You ran to him, enveloping him into a hug, him groaning but hugging you back. “Well Y/N, I’m home,” he said. You nodded, smiling wide. He smiled back down at you.
Ed got the call and was panicked. You were at the hospital? Were you injured? Sick? Dying? He rushed to your side, scared. When he got to the emergency room and into the room you were in he moved to your side. He asked what was wrong and you explained that you had tripped in the road and hit your head. He looked at the bump on your forehead before kissing it softly, promising to take care of you every second of every day until you were in tip top shape again.
Character: Jerome
You were running, terrified from another inmate in the asylum. They had seen you with Jerome and flipped out, apparently thinking that Jerome was there’s and you were imposing on their property. They chased you into a corner and attacked, beating you with their fists until suddenly they were thrown off and Jerome was in front of you, blocking their attacks. ‘Back off! No one goes near Y/N but me!’ he said, glaring and brandishing a shank, ready to kill for you.
Character: Oswald
Oswald was annoyed. Someone had hurt you, put you in the hospital to try and get to him. Well, it worked. But instead of them getting him to buckle in fear his resolve hardened into rage against the assailant. He found where they were and took Butch with him. He let Butch do some work on the person before stepping in. He didn’t want to waste time so he just leaned in and slit their throat before returning back to your side.
(I’m not including Zsasz because it would be very similar to I’ll Get You Back)
