#v.z.

[libraryarc]

when they try to arrest you but you have a license of misconduct 

[librarywent-a]

𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄:  𝐙𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐙, 𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒

Previously written on @zsqsz​.

Mainly Gotham based, ( with a few influences from DCEU, Arkham games, Nolan, etc ).

Subjects such as violence, death / murder, self-harm, and suicide will be present. 

𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘      Raised by a cold father, he didn’t enjoy being home — after his mother took her life due to her untreated depression when Victor was twelve, his father mirrored that of a sergeant. Raised in a household of apathy and gloom, Victor realized as a teenager that he didn’t feel. At least, not like he was supposed to. Not like normal people. Hardly ever could he recall grief; even when his mother passed, the teenager felt more of an annoyance than anything else. He never understood love, or the point of creating relationships with others. He didn’t expect anything from others, and became self-serving himself.       He rebelled against his father carelessly, often not returning to the home for days at a time. He starting regularly partying and going to clubs by the time he graduated high school. One of his acquaintances let him shoot their gun when he was 20; It was euphoric, the feeling of a gun in his hands, the delicate balance of life and death swaying in any which way Victor pleased. Almost immediately, he started learning how to wield a number of firearms. Once confidence in his skills, he begins killing as a hired-assassin [ tbd drabble about first murder ] — ritually carving a tally-mark into his skin for every life he takes.       Not far along in the process of making a name for himself, Victor is able to align himself with Don Carmine Falcone, the then-ruler of Gotham’s underworld. Swiftly upon meeting, Zsasz developed a deep loyalty to the gangster. Victor respected the man, and learned a great deal of lessons from him. He is one of the few people in his life whom Victor ever felt anything ( positive ) towards. It did not take long for Gothamites to associate Zsasz and Carmine with each other; the assassin was the man’s go-to, and anyone Victor was sent to take care of was never heard from again.       Victor is saddened once Falcone retires, and continues to stay connected to the crime family. In the meantime, the hitman begins working under Oswald Cobblepot. He is content working for the Penguin, though he preferred Carmine’s instruction. However, his allegiance to Cobblepot was soon tarnished — devastated after the assassination of Carmine Falcone, Victor betrayed Cobblepot in order to aid the don’s daughter, Sofia, in her own schemes to snatch the crown-title.      Outside of his jobs with Falcone, and occasionally Cobblepot, Zsasz is known the stay rather neutral — or rather, equally antagonistic — in squabbles among the underworld turf wars. After the loss of his mentor, he decides not to devote himself to anyone else, and continues taking jobs rather indiscriminately. 

𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐒 [tbd]

𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐑 Name: Victor Zsasz.  Other names: Vic, Mr. Zsasz. Age: 30. Religion: Atheist. Gender: Male, he/him. Family: N/A.  Affiliation: Falcone Gang, Cobblepot Gang. Occupation: Assassin.  Strengths: Charismatic, calm, intelligent, quick and agile, good under pressure.  Weaknesses: Apathetic, cruel, insensitive, distant. Equipment: He tends to wear a dark, button up shirt, occasionally with a tie. Additionally, he wears a black fitted jacket, dark leather gloves, dress shoes, and of course, his holsters. He carries an array of weapons, ( such as: handguns, assault rifles, sniper rifles, and rocket launchers, ) hand-chosen for each job. He almost always carries on him two pistols.  Orientation: Fruity Pansexual.  Zodiac: Gemini ( May 28th ).  Alignment: Chaotic neutral.  MBTI: ESTJ, the Executive. Enneagram: [tbd]

[librarywent-a]

𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆.    @jokezilla

‘  I  wish  I  could'a  loved  you  better .  ’

“Shut up, Jack!” He snaps, all but growling at the other. He never thought he’d ever care so much about someone trying to purposely piss him off. He was an easygoing guy, but there were only so many times he could allow himself to crawl back to that clown.       Jack never loved him, Jack couldn’t love. And Victor had thought that he was the same . . . until — BANG !      Through the pockets of his jacket, gloved finger rested upon the trigger of a pistol. Bullet pierces cloth and finds its way into J’s upper thigh. In an instant, assassin begins punching. His knuckle bloodies further upon each impact.       He pushes the man to the ground with his knee, and rests his weight upon Jack’s chest, wherein ragged breaths make themselves known in the cold as Victor loomed over his lover. “Just shut the hell up.” Vic attempts to demand, however his timbre trembles, closer resembling that of a beg. Gun-gripped hand finds the other’s temple, I wish you could have too. 

[librarywent-a]

𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓.    @hypnocis

     Ears all but perked when a familiar, melodic voice made itself known. “Jervis?” His name drips from the assassin’s lips in disbelief. A gloved hand meets his holster as he turns. However, as charcoal hues meet the starry eyes of the other, digits reached out; in an instant, Victor grabs him.      “What the hell?!” His pull was more forceful than intended, and his voice louder and more desperate. When he recognizes fear in the expression of the other, Zsasz lets go, and takes a step back. “I, I’m sorry. I just —”      He wants to hold him; feel his warm body and the pulse of his wrist. But for once, he keeps his hands to himself. “Jervis, I thought . . . I thought they killed you.” Finally, he allows himself to exhale — only just now realizing how long he had been holding his breath, as if the hypnotist would shatter with even the smallest sigh. “What happened?” 

[librarywent-a]

𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒.     @jokezilla

     “They’re kinda like tattoos, to me.” Victor shrugs, feigning composure despite the other’s literal looming presence — It wasn’t something he minded. The weight of Jack on top of him in a straddle, restraining him with one hands, and tracing the assassin’s scars with another; in fact, Zsasz was all but enjoying the altercation. However, he was never so much a fool for Jack that he forgot just how dangerous the man was. Still, Vic was known for pushing the limits.       “I have a spot saved, you know.” A slight pause, before he finally meets the other’s gaze. “For you.” 

[nightroses]

We are only a moment, but this moment can change the whole eternity.

Veronica Zan.

[nightroses]

Избирам да живея в баланс. I choose to live in balance.

V. Z.

[ayonahchillson]