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Jim and Babs have matching heart sunglasses that she picked out as a kid and he wore them like a champ when they were out together. He wore them to her graduation too just to embarrass her properly. He’s considering wearing them to her wedding if she lets him. #gottalookcoolfightingjustice #dadoftheyear #pinkiscool

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Gotham chooses

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GREY’S ANATOMY (2005﹘) ↠ 17.09  “In My Life”

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So might be bringing Jim back on a low activity basis so hello it’s been almost 4 years LOL.

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Same is here. Just DC isn’t where my attention is at right now and since I am visiting my homestate i am staying with my grandma who has no wifi at her house so it’s hard to be active anywhere so my focus is on those blogs with what wifi time I DO get. Available on discord though.

OFFICIALLY PUTTING ED ON A SEMI-HIATUS. I’d just rather put that out there instead of people thinking I am just ignoring replies. I wouldn’t say my Ed muse is suffering but my attention span isn’t with him right now and ADHD brain isn’t budging. I’ll probably get a reply out here and there as my inspiration sees fit so I’ll say it’s a semi hiatus so I just won’t be on here much for a bit. Find me on Hank or Matt if you want to stick with comic stuff~

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Tʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ɴᴇᴄᴇssᴀʀʏ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀɪᴜᴍᴘʜ ᴏғ ᴇᴠɪʟ                                              ɪs ғᴏʀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴍᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ. 

                                                                                                                                                   –Edmund Burke

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January 1, 1:55 am

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Name a better iconic duo than Jim and Babs Gordon.

You can’t. Just accept it. All other answers are false.

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KAPOW! Its a Babs!

I couldn’t decide which one I liked, so you get both of them.

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❝ I m second a second away from arresting your ass if you don’t keep moving. This is an active crime scene please move along or stay behind the tape. ❞

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|| OPEN STARTER: Mutuals only ||

How many times had he gotten himself into situations like this one? Whether it was as a police officer, a soldier, or an angry high school kid getting into fights because he could. Without fail, Jim Gordon was one to run head first into a fight where he was wildly outnumbered.Even with his Marine training, Jim was still 5 foot 8 and just short of 170 lbs, which up against thugs like this swell group was something fun to toss around.  6 against 1 after all were not very fair odds.

Throwing a punch hard, Jim felt his first two knuckles connect with scumbag number one’s nose. Wrist locked, driven through with his body weight forward on his feet, Jim nearly went soaring passed the man when he’d finished with the follow through. He was pretty riled up, the adrenaline coursing through his veins. Jim recognized the sound of the man’s nose breaking but he didn’t have time to make some snarky quip before he was being tugged backwards by two of the other five.

Gordon grunted when a fist collided with the side of his jaw, head whipping to the side as firm hands gripped him firmly, held him still. Jim jerked forward, trying to free himself of the grip tugging his arms behind his back but he was met with a punch to the gut and another to the side of his head for his effort. The blows kept coming until the man was wheezing, head bent over his chin. Rather dazed, Gordon squinted up when he heard hearty yelling. Blue eyes searched for the source of the commotion, vision blurring a bit in and out.

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S C A R E C R O W

Jonathan’s face lit up behind the mask, letting out a shrill giggle. He didn’t attempt moving from the way of the pistol, confident that Gordon would be smart and shoot to kill if he shot at all. There it was, the thrill, the adrenaline surging through his being as he had the weapon trained on him- he needed more of it, and so he stepped closer, seeking a reaction out of Gordon.

“Then y’all gonna have to shoot, Jimmy boy.” 

The commish tried to take super shallow breaths into his sleeve but it was no use, he needed to breathe and the toxin was thick in the air despite slowly starting to disperse. Jim became very aware of the sound of his own heart beating at his ear as blood roared. His eyes widened and he took a faltering step back as Jon stepped closer. The man’s gun wavered slightly as he fought to hold onto his focus but his eyes had started playing tricks on him, or more so the toxin was beginning to take effect. Turning his gun around, Gordon swung the butt of the piece at Scarecrow’s head with the last bit of focus he could muster against the feeling of terror. @toxiina​

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Date a boy who’s knuckles are bloody and bruised but his eyes are soft and make you feel warm inside.

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B L A C K    C A N A R Y

          Jim Gordon knows Dinah Lance, Babs’ best friend who runs a flower shop in Gotham && not far away from the Clock Tower. He even invited her once or twice for lunch along his daughter, && needless to say Dinah adores him. He was such a protective father towards Barbara, && nostalgia always took over her when she allowed herself to think of her own father, && how they’d have hit off so perfectly. Ex-cop meeting a Commissioner. Would have been a good time. 

Brushing her thought away, she stepped up, her eyes watching around from the corner of the hood, then decided it was time to reveal her identity.      “I’m Black Canary.”      Now, she just hoped Mr Gordon wouldn’t recognize her as Dinah. Maybe a trick, like Clark removing his glasses && he’s Superman ? Honestly Dinah could wear a pair of glasses, she was sure they’d still figure things out. He was smart after all, even though Babs assured her she would be fine. She wasn’t so sure about that. Canary looked back at Jim with kind eyes, the coldness in her voice fading away.      “I’m sorry, it seems like you won’t get home so soon tonight, but I promise I’ll walk you back home alive && safe. Deal ?” 

This wasn’t the first masked individual to stop him in the street and she wouldn’t be the last either. Do I just attract crazy? Jim pondered, not truly meaning the crazy part. He’d often joke about his friend in the bat mask being ‘batshit’ but really he trusted the man with his life. There was something to be said about the number of vigilantes and heroes who came to him for some reason or another. His history with the bat and friends was not exactly Gotham’s best kept secret. 

“Black Canary, right,” Jim sighed around the mouthpiece of his pipe. He’d never understand where these people got their naming abilities. He supposed Black Canary was better than most, it at least had a sort of elegance to it. Or maybe he just liked birds. “Seems like I am missing my game tonight, good thing it’s recorded,” he quipped with a light smile after he pulled his pipe away momentarily. “If you don’t mind us stepping out of the chilly air, there is a twenty-four hour coffee shop just down the block where we can discuss this case of yours and I can see what I can do to help.”

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Reblog if you're a Gryffindor.

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All and all the mission had been a whopping success in more ways than one. Not only had they for now stopped the supply of venom flooding the streets of Gotham but they rescued prisoners as well. This boy included. He hadn’t heard him speak yet and Jim was starting to wonder if he even could. With a sad sort of smile, Gordon left one of the other captives they’d rescue to come over to the young Bane, easily the youngest of those brought back to Gotham. “Uh --- hey there. My name is Jim,” the captain started off as he approached. “You got a name, son?”

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          Gotham.  It  wasn’t  much  different  from  the  hole  he’d  spent  his  life  in.  A  gloomy,  dark  place  to  struggle  for  life  within.  Except  now  there  was  human  interaction.  Bane  couldn’t  read  or  write,  &&  he  talked  worse  than  a  six  year  old.  So  communicating  with  the  one  that  was  trying  to  tell  him  something  would  prove  difficult.  Bright  hazel  eyes  stared  up  at  the  man,  Jim  Gordon.  He  had  been  the  lead  on  the  mission  that  helped  bring  him  out  of  the  Peña  Duro  after  a  team  had  gone  to  Santa  Prisca  in  order  to  stop  the  supply  of  Venom.  What  did  he  want  with  him  now  that  he  was  free  ?