#and well written oswald

[biggest12fan]

'time heist' starts with stuff like "oh yeah the bank of karabraxos, most secure bank ever, zero successful robberies ever" and then the episode continues and the bank has like 5 cameras in total and a lot of conveniently big vents. 0 sensors, 0 nothing, just a mind soup alien

[halcyonfawn]

bill, emerging from the TARDIS corridors, looking horrified: doctor...

the doctor, a note of concern in his voice: yeah?

bill, wide-eyed: i found *clears throat* something in one of the rooms

the doctor, slowly approaching: ...what was it?

bill: a box

the doctor: a box?

bill: full of... *deep breath* very not-you stuff

the doctor, confused: "not-me stuff"? how'd you mean?

bill, looking everywhere but not at him: ............there were sex toys

the doctor:

bill:

bill, after a pause: listen, it's alright- i just didn't expect you- i mean- 's totally fine- just- don't leave things like that out in the open

the doctor:

the doctor, "slightly" embarrassed: ...i- i don't remember having sex- such things on me

bill: i've already seen it, there's no use in denying-

the doctor, genuinely confused: no, i mean it. i don't remember

- somewhere in space, clara's diner -

clara: *minding her own business*

clara: *remembers*

clara, leaning against the wall: shit.

[moththq]

/points at amc iwtv/ see, that's how you're supposed to do complicated relationship of two morally bad men, gotham!!

[dallasthetransgenderlegend]

The whole betrayal scene in 08.11 is astonishing.

The raw emotion from both of them and the dialogue. I think one line that will stick with me is “do you think I care for you so little that betraying me would make a difference?” Because, aside from a writing standpoint, it is such a genuine line. Clara and the Doctor’s relationship is this, it is betrayal and hurt yet trust, loyalty, and care.

[cyber-streak-extra]

This is just a short little thing for my own Fazbear Frights AU—although I’m not sure what I’ll be fully calling it, it needs a full name.

@maraariana01

Title: Don’t Worry

Description: After getting swapped, Alec has a lot of time to think things over��—what happened, and what may happen.

He silently stared up towards the top of the closed dumpster. Minus all of the little glows coming from the other bears, it was still so dark.

Alec, frankly, wasn’t sure how long he’d been in here for—been in the dumpster, and in the body of the small Freddy Fazbear. It still felt like Hazel’s birthday had happened just yesterday.

The events that happened that day—the words—wouldn’t stop repeating over and over in his mind. He could never remain in his mind for that long, though.

The voices—desperate and scared, just like him—crying out for help... usually brought him to the present. The others in the dumpster with him never stopped.

He heard the words—their words, and his own, but none were coming out. No matter how hard he had been trying, Alec couldn’t get his mouth to successfully work.

Help! Alec heard a clearer voice coming from his left side—the Lonely Freddy there was recently thrown into the dumpster.

Alec had, somehow, managed to make himself fall asleep—and when he awoke, the other little bear—with a missing arm—was there. He could guess that was the reason they were tossed.

The voice that he heard sounded a little older than his own—at least from what he could tell from all of the other voices speaking in the dumpster.

Help me... did I do something wrong? Among the voices, he heard another—this one’s voice sounded young—maybe around Hazel’s age, he assumed.

As the voices continued calling out, Alec stared back up. There were so many in the dumpster. How did it happen for them...? Alec couldn’t help but wonder.

He doubted that, with any of the others alongside him, that they ended up like this in a similar way to him. Alec shook his head—or at least tried to—it didn’t move like he wanted it to.

Anything that he had done before this—he doubted that they’d done. They all probably just wanted to hang out with these things...

It was his best guess, at least—Alec didn’t know any of them personally—just that they all had one thing in common: they weren’t in their actual bodies any longer.

Alec would’ve frowned—if the bear itself was capable of emoting anything else other than a smile. But who would have ever wanted to hang out with these things?

Even before... this, Alec had thought the small bear was just plain creepy—surely others had to have felt that way about them, too, right?

Help! Help me! Alec shut his eyes—or, the bears eyes, at least. Help us! Please! Help! It felt like everything was growing louder than before.

What was that Lonely Freddy doing now? In his body? Before he’d been tossed away, he knew the Lonely Freddy had been sitting around and talking with Hazel.

He hoped that, somehow—hopefully, someone would figure out that it wasn’t him. That something else was in his body—pretending to be him.

But Alec didn’t know when or how that would happen—or how someone would possibly figure out that what was supposedly him was a toy bear—and that the real one was in the bear’s body.

He’d wanted to talk back then—when the swap had first taken place. He’d wanted to get his family’s attention—let them know that who they were talking to wasn’t him.

Now, Alec wondered what would have happened if he had managed to start speaking. Would they have even believed him? “It’s me—the real Alec! Me and that bear swapped bodies!”

Alec opened his—the bear’s—eyes back up. I wouldn’t have even believed that...

He assumed that he’d be considered broken or malfunctioning—and creepy—and be tossed into the dumpster, anyway. Maybe his aunt would’ve believed him.

His aunt... Alec still didn’t have a clue as to what the Lonely Freddy piloting his body could be doing—but, surely—maybe—she could tell that something was up? He hoped.

Alec stared down at the body he’d swapped with. He didn’t know what was going to happen—but he just wished that he could see them again.

He wanted—needed to be able to tell... Alec wouldn’t frowned again. What was going to happen? To him? To all of them in here?

So far—for however long it had been at this point—they’d all remained in the dumpster after being carelessly tossed in for one reason or another.

Did the employees here plan on just keeping them all in here? None of them had been taken out—at least from what Alec could recall—everything was starting to mix together.

The voices of the others were getting far louder again. Alec stared back up. He’d tried once to get the lid of the dumpster open—but had been very quick to fail.

The only times it had been successfully opened and closed was when an employee would drop else in—which didn’t happen all that often. Alec had heard and seen three new ones.

He shut the bear’s eyes.

...

Alec hadn’t fallen asleep like he’d managed to do so before—instead, he had found himself rather deep into his thoughts—enough to the point that he didn’t hear anything around him.

He’d started thinking over potential ideas that he could do—and what that Lonely Freddy could possibly be doing. Why had it done it?

All of these bear’s were swapping with people—and Alec wondered if they were always just... like that. If they felt like doing it because they wanted to...

Or, if someone—Alec didn’t know who—had programmed them... somehow, to do this. But why? And how? He wouldn’t have guessed that something like this was possible.

He was pulled out of his thoughts—being greeted by all of the other voices—when he heard a rather loud noise coming from outside the dumpster.

Alec hadn’t paid too much attention, but from what he had been able to make out, it sounded like something heavy landing on the floor. What’s happening?

He kept staring up—and he noticed how the others had put their attention there, too—at least the ones that he could see from where he was.

Alec kept staring—and he could feel the eyes of the bear widen as he realized what was happening. The dumpster was being open. But something felt... different.

When it fully opened... Alec didn’t see anything—no employee or whoever else had decided to come back here. At least, at first.

A few seconds passed, before he saw a head peer down into the dumpster, hands pressed against the sides. Except, whatever—whoever—didn’t seem human.

It looked like a shadow that was peering down at them all—a shadow with large rabbit ears. W-What?... The cries continued—Alec felt himself join in.

The shadow rabbit kept staring, and as the thing did, Alec noticed something. It had been pure black—no other colors—but now, he was starting to make out other colors and details.

Eyes—the shadow had white eyes now—which were scanning the area. He could make out a mouth, too—the thing’s hands were partially white, too—it kind of looked like if the thing wore fingerless gloves.

As Alec stared back, it was like the thing was becoming more detailed—more physical?—and not just a blurry shadow that you’d see late in the late from the corner of your eyes or something.

The rabbit like thing finally did something other than stare. The rabbit reached forward, hands going into the dumpster—and that was when Alec spotted that the thing had started to float.

When the rabbit had reached in, the body shifted, and Alec could see the rest of the body behind the rabbit—every bit of it floating in the air. He could make out that the rabbit was wearing a bow tie, too.

“Don’t worry...” Alec heard a voice say—was it... coming from the shadow rabbit thing?

Alec would have gasped—the shadow rabbit reached, and carefully picked him up. Being gentle as could be, the shadow rabbit took him out of the dumpster.

He stared up at the rabbit. He felt like crying—but he didn’t think that would do anything—nor would he actually be able to in this body.

The shadow rabbit held him close. He watched as they glanced back at the dumpster, and then towards the door of the room a couple of times—like they were trying to debate on something.

Then, the shadow rabbit’s focus was back on Alec. “You will be okay...”

[thetreewhispererr]

I’m still not very good at drawing the animal characters actually as animals but I think I’m getting better at it :)

[harmcityherald]

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[frogmascquerade]

Doctor who spoilers in the tags ! Empire of death

[violet-moonstone]

highlights from "searching for oswald...and chicken"

wow I loved this episode...I feel like I say that every time but I REALLY REALLY enjoyed this one

first of all its a Dagur episode, which automatically makes it great...most of the screenshots I took are of him. Honestly all of his dialogue is very quotable, especially since so many of the jokes they give him are thinly veiled adult humour

also the B plot with chicken was certainly something (and makes me think the writers were thinking about the end of the hidden world while writing it?)

ok so the beginning of the episode was already tugging at my heartstrings. I love seeing Dagur and Heather's sibling relationship, whether hey're arguing or getting along.

Well that's deeply upsetting! and the fact that he said "most of his life" makes me wonder how much of the confidence Dagur displayed as a teenager was a cover for whatever he was dealing with internally.

The part where Dagur hugs Heather and she looks happy but almost surprised was very bittersweet. It seems like she's still getting used to having a family, and affection catches her off guard.

Excuse me while I go cry

Call me deranged but I think Dagur slamming Snotlout against a cage was hot

As always, Hiccup is adorable. Literally looks like a cat

This is funny but also very upsetting! Snotlout and Dagur really make a habit of using humourous line delivery to cope with being deeply unwell:

*clears throat* uh yeah Dagur, I'm sure you do love a good "fruit bath," from time to time if you know what I mean...

Come on, the writers, animators and voice actor HAVE to have known that line came across as suggestive. Like the way he sounds? His facial expression? They may not have intended it to specifically imply he was talking about getting in a sauna with some twinks, but it certainly sounded like something sensual was going on.

Also I didn't get a shot of this but when Dagur starts listing adjectives to describe Heather's reckless behaviour, Hiccup says "Sentinel" while looking at Oswald's journal. Dagur says something like "that's not quite the word I'd use," which makes me think Dagur was going to call her a not so PG word...

Snotlout staring directly at the camera while narrating Tuffnut's emotional breakdown in the style of a pun-loving mystery novelist:

What an asshole (I love him). there's something really funny about Tuff leaning against the tree with a hand on his hip. Poor guy. Astrid and Stormfly were clearly less amused than I was.

Ok let's talk about Hiccup motivating Dagur to open the door to Oswald's shelter. My little Dagcup heart was really soaring here. And look at the lighting!

LOOK AT HIM! LOOK AT HIS FACE!

Oooohh man, Dagur expressing guilt about his past and Hiccup trying to help him through it also really got to me.

Dagur: I was a villain!

Hiccup: No, you were a kid

Me: *crying*

Because yeah, Dagur in Riders of Berk/Defenders of Berk did horrible things, but he was also enabled by all the adults in his life who could have stepped up after Oswald left. I've already written (both in posts and in one of my Dagcup fics) about how being thrown into a dungeon as a kid only made Dagur a worse person (no one in the show talks about the scars on his face that weren't there before...). And There is clearly an opportunity for restorative justice when it comes to characters like Alvin and Eret that wasn't extended to Dagur despite the fact that they had already overpowered him and could have at least given him a choice between punishment and trying to make up for his actions. Anyway...let me not rant about that anymore.

Ok what's next...oh yeah! Astrid doing this:

Hilarious.

Um...ok so...I needed to screenshot this for uh...reasons. It's the um...the composition and the...the lighting and...yeah. All that stuff.

THE DRAWING OSWALD DID OF DAGUR AND HEATHER AS KIDS

oooooohhh my heart!

Look. At. My. Boy. He looks so happy and at peace after reading his father's letter.

Ok so again...the writers making very interesting decisions for Dagur's lines.

Dagur being funny and a little concerning again

I liked the colour scheme for this Gronckle

More Dagur appreciation.

Before the episode where Fishlegs helps Dagur fly Shattermaster, I would have assumed Dagur would make fun of Fishlegs for being a nerd -- but instead he appreciates it. I think their friendship is super adorable, and I wish we got to see more of it.

Fishie! He calls him Fishie! (I ship them a little sometimes tbh) I can see Dagur having a thing for nerds.

hehehe

and uh, let's close off with hiccup being hot and windswept

[suzieloveships]

Lucy Quinzel-Isley and Martin Cobblepot-Nygma as BFF because why not

Lucy is more of 🤩🤡🎉🌹 person while Martin is 🤫🔥🎩🌂 person and those two energies fits a little too well

Just a image of 10 years old Lucy showing up at Iceberg Lounge, this prestigious club for shady individuals, hair is pony tails, overalls, mismatched socks probably on roller skates, walking over to the owner of all people and asking "can Martin come out and play?"

They bring the "Wednesday and Pugsley Addams" vibe to the school other students and teacher don't really like,

Martin taught her how to stab people while Lucy is teaching him about all of the different poisonous plants she probably has at home

It doesn't matter he can't talk, she talks for both for them

Lucy learn the sign language for Martin so he wouldn't have to rely on the notebook all the time

He still caries a piece of paper that has "Lucy, no" written on it

Also they probably use sign language to cheat during tests

It is an ongoing debate who is the bad influance, exept Oz and Ed argue it's Martin while Harley and Ivy that it is Lucy

The only time they had a serious fight was when someone called them Menace 1 and Menace 2 and they argue for four hours who is nr 1, basically that onion headline "Best Friends Each Secretly Think Of The Other As Sidekick"

They are a Wario & Waluigi versions of Damian and Jon, probably have some rivarly with them once they get older

Also, stealing from Supersons: Martin: Lucy's mom lets her stay up all night. Oswald: Lucy's mom has two hyena as pets and walks them around town while rolleskating. And her other mom talks to plant. So maybe not the best argument

Martin picked up Ed's habit of asking riddles, Lucy found the way to weaponize that against their teachers

Whenever Lucy asks Martin to help her with something they joke she is "asking mob for a favor" and whenever Martin asks for Lucy's help she must help bc "she own him" (she would do it anyway)

[oodlyenough]

ohh steven moffat lmao

(boom spoilers)

me last week: i hope we get to see ruby rise to the occasion and get her big moment, we're four eps in. the doctor stepping on a landmine could be it!

this ep: she fucking dies halfway through the episode fekhadlflkg

actually, i mostly liked it fine -- i thought the plot held together ok and was pretty interesting. after the last few eps i wanted something heavier and this delivered. the tension was pretty good. "they're fighting themselves to death bc capitalism" and "thoughts and prayers" are both on the nose, but i didn't mind. i don't know 15 and ruby well enough yet to feel particularly strongly about how they're written or their dynamic with each other, so none of that particularly bothered me. there were a few moments that felt very Clara Oswald to me, but not really in a way that made me think "that's not Ruby!"

the doctor was a very moffat doctor lol -- i liked seeing ncuti get some more dramatic dialogues and some anger etc we haven't seen much of from him yet. his impatience with ruby at the end felt off and was the kind of thing that used to make me bonkers in the moffat era, so disappointed but not shocked to see it crop up here. also "snow isn't snow until it falls" classic moffat line that means nothing but sounds pseudo deep. almost nostalgic

my other nitpick with pacing is that if you're gonna have an ep heavily rely on a countdown you should try to do it in real time. having monday (mundi? munday? idk) say "about 3 minutes" and then have a 3 minute conversation with another guy cracked me up lol. keep it vague if you're not gonna follow it!

but ruby dying was stupid as hell, imo, and is the one thing i have trouble overlooking. i feel like maybe we could've reworked some things... she gets shot later in the ep during the countdown and is injured/dying but then is healed, something like that. i'm not opposed to companion in peril, all things being equal, but when you kill and revive characters so often death stops meaning anything and it's episode 4 and i feel like i'm relitigating shit from 2013 again. real ones who've been following me for a decade know

but the trailer for the next ep made it look like i might finally be getting my ruby-focused ep so i am hyped!!

[bri-in-ur-attic]

Someday, Our Fascinations Will Align

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Do you remember the moment you fell in love? The moment when you were the only two people in the world. That splendid, magical moment when all your sadness was forgotten.

—-

I dedicate this to @engardeitsme <333 we share an unhealthy amount of love for the B.R.B, she also did an amazing fan casting of these idiots which is how i envisioned the brotherhood and is also writing a fic series of the battle maniac!! 100% recommend it

Heads up: kidnapping but (Name) vibes w it, typical black rabbit brotherhood violence, perspective changes, this is a long fic like over 7k so prepare yourselves

pairing is battle maniac x fem!reader , but there are implications of P x reader

longest fic I’ve ever written and its for a bunch of assholes that were punching bags for P *sigh*

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“Hopping around Elysion Boulevard doing God knows what and in the end, getting yourself hurt! Like seriously you’re running my medic supplies dry!” 

“Quit your yammering the black market will provide you more.” 

Most people shrivel at just the mention of the Black Rabbit Brotherhood, yet here you were scolding the one who was infamous for putting unfortunate souls in the Liar's Coffin 

It was a simple negotiation really, in exchange for your medical knowledge and treating their wounds, considering they live life on the edge, you were sworn with protection from the Brotherhood without paying the dumb fee.

And by negotiation it went more like you were kidnapped against your own will after the brotherhood tried to rob you but deemed you more useful by keeping you by their side

For a bunch of criminals, you could tell they care for each other’s well being and soon enough, they grew accustomed to you. The brotherhood was amused by your gutsy attitude and feistiness as if you weren’t surrounded by dangerous criminals, amusement turned into respect which then turned into kindling a fondness towards you 

The Eldest, Cyrus would tease about small you were compared to him and often annoy you by holding things above your head

Buckethead was the one abusing the microphone constantly, for an oddball, he had quite an elegant name, Oswald. You liked to call him Oz for short to which he had taken a liking to, it sounds similar to odd funnily 

The baby of the group was Bonnie being merely 16 years old, at first you had no idea that there was a sister in the Black Rabbit Brotherhood as the name speaks for itself let alone one being this young. She was quite touchy by wrapping her arms around you and constantly wanting your attention by whining about the tiniest scratches she gets and wanting immediate medical attention 

And finally, the one who was currently at your mercy was the battle maniac of the group, if you were being honest all siblings were battle maniacs but whatever

You would always butt heads with him at any chance you got as he always gave the best responses to your remarks, he was simply fun to argue with

“For God’s sake go easy on tightening those bandages, my arm's ‘bout to bust!” 

“Awww is poor bunny about to cry cuz he can’t handle a bit of pressure?”

“Shut up, just do your damn job.” 

“Shame that these bandages and medicines are wasted on you.” With a huff, you finish wrapping his arm  

“Oh and it’s not a waste to use 'em on Bonnie’s paper cuts?” 

“Any injury no matter how miniscule it might seem isn’t worth not treating, one cut can turn into a nasty infection.”

Finishing wrapping the bandages you pat on his shoulder firmly

“Done, Rojo.” he winces

The brother with the red scarf hadn’t revealed his name and identity to you while the others have unconcealed themselves to you, he was a tough nut to crack compared to the others. Heck you found the Eldest to be more approachable than him 

And so you nick-named him Rojo (Ro-ho) because of his red scarf 

”Stop calling me that.”

”Oh? You don’t like Rojo? Then what would you like me to call you? How does Bun-Bun sound?”

”Call me that and you’ll be fed to those monstrous freaks.”

After washing your hands, you grab a rack with a sigh

”Look, I gotta call you something, Rojo is the best I could think of unless you spare me the trouble and give me your damn name.”

His masked face directs to you, seemingly in deep thought and then looks down on the floor 

”Elyas.” he let out begrudgingly 

”Elyas ..” you repeated in a soft tone testing how his name rolled off your tongue 

”That wasn’t so hard now was it Elyas ?” With a cheeky grin you walk out of the room 

Elyas watches your figure get out of his range of sight and takes off his rabbit mask running his hand through his dark waves 

“That woman is gonna be the death of me..”

——

It had been about a month of being ‘held hostage’ by the Black Rabbit Brotherhood, overtime they let you have more freedom such as wandering through the Malum district as long as one of them was accompanying you, quite restrictive freedom but you have no combat abilities so this didn't bother you all that much as the brothers and sister pretty much acted as bodyguards

Now that the Malum District officially had a doctor, the Brotherhood originally wanted to charge those who seeked you for medical attention but you gave them an earful before they could

Today you were meeting with the Robinson family and the one escorting you was Elyas , who recently trusted you with his name

The walk was quiet and a bit tense, if in different circumstances it would look as if the the two of you were on a awkward first date due to the close proximity and stiffness 

Up ahead seeing the Robinson’s small run-down house up ahead, Elyas leaned his back against the neighboring houses 

“Hurry up, make it no longer than 10 minutes.”

”Oh what a pity, I was hoping to bake a pie with the Robinsons today.” you say sarcastically and knock on the Robinson’s door 

Civilians nearby peeped their heads out, seeing the poor doctor being held captive by the ruthless Black Rabbit Brotherhood, the residents viewed you highly for aiding the District with daily check-ups 

“That poor girl, God knows what those ruffians make her go through..” one of the civilians say

Seeing the Battle Maniac glance up in their directions, the neighbors duck their heads away 

You knock on the door and call out for the Robinsons

“Mrs. Robinson? It’s me, (Name).”

And it didn’t take long for the aged woman to open the door, her gaunt features welcome you

“Oh Doctor (Name), it is very good to see you, please come in.”

Closing the door after you come in, Mrs. Robinson leads you to her husband, who looked in better condition than the last time you saw him, the Robinson children also greet you while the oldest nods his head with a small smile 

“The echinacea tea did wonders to me. I can't thank you enough Miss (Name).”Mr. Robinson says with weak smile

“It was my pleasure, I’m glad you have been making progress to a full recovery. I was going to check on your health but it seems your immune system is doing all the work and my visitation is unnecessary.”

“Oh hush dear you are always welcome in our humble abode, you have always been very kind to us, do please stay for a little longer will you?” Mrs. Robinson directed her hand towards the living room  

“Ah I wish I could, but I’m afraid my time here is limited for I have an invisible lengthy chain on my ankle.”

“That hooligan from the brotherhood is it? Honestly I send my condolences to you for dealing with those bad men.”

“I can hold my own against them. They cannot be tamed, but they can be reasoned with.”

“I see, well good luck out there dearie, please take care of yourself too.” 

“Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Robinson, best of wishes to you and your family.” With a small bow you make your way to the door

“E-excuse me, Miss (Name)?”

The eldest of the Robinson children was Finlay, though he was barely a child as he was in his young adulthood 

Now having your attention, Finlay grasps his hands together 

“If you don’t mind, may we talk for a bit?”

“Hm, I suppose I have a few minutes to spare but do make it quick, the rabbit who’s acting as my esquire isn’t known for having patience.”

With a deep breath, the fair-headed boy looks at you with a deep gaze that is laced with worry

“I hate to see you go off with the evil brotherhood, surely there must be something we can do to help you.”

With a sad smile, you shake your head

“I very much appreciate your concern Finn, but I accepted my fate and I swear on my life that I am ok. Besides, who will provide you all with check-ups if I escape this dreaded town?”

Finlay’s expression hardens “Then you don’t have to escape, hide in our home and we can take care of you just like how you’ve taken care of us.”

“Finn..please don’t risk your family’s lives and your own for me.”

“But I would risk my life for you! Because I-”

“Alright, time's up!” 

The door violently burst open revealing Elyas 

Upon seeing you and Finlay, something in Elyas cracked as he approaches Finlay in a threatening way and grabs him by the collar of his shirt 

“So you’ve been extending the doctor’s session eh? I'm afraid you're gonna have a fee for that, blondie.”

“S-sir please I’m sorry! W-we don’t have anything to give you! We're barely getting by after this month's fee!”

You immediately grab Elyas’ arm and attempt to pull him away from Finlay 

“Cut it out! I was about to leave anyway!”

“This piss-haired rat got greedy and reached over the time limit, now he has to pay the price.”

You get between the boys and with all your might push Elyas’ chest away from Finlay, while doing so, Elyas’ puppet string accidentally pricks your cheek but the minor injury barely bothered you

“Stop! It was only for a few minutes, let it go!” 

Elyas looked at you and you hear the crinkling of his gloves due to his fists clenching 

“Fine.”

Letting out a sigh of relief you look back at Finlay who still looked like he had the heavens scared out of him

“You will no longer visit this house.”

You look back at Elyas with wide eyes and before you can protest he grabs your arm and pulls you out of the Robinson's household 

“Wait a minute!..Elyas!”

With a panicked look, you look back to the house and see a distraught Finlay reaching his hand out 

“Please just stop for a moment!”

Ripping your arm from Elyas’ iron grip you rub the area and glare at him

“What has gotten into you? I know you’re a jackass but you really have crossed the line this time!”

“That beggar boy was the one crossing the line by wasting our time.”

With a sigh, you stay silent briefly

“You know.. you were a hypocrite when you called him greedy when all you and your siblings do is suck up all my time like a bunch of mosquitos.”

Now it was Elyas’ turn to stay silent, he turns to you and looks down at the small gash on your cheek

He approaches you slowly and grabs a hold of his red scarf, ripping it. He then daps the blood off that was on the plump of your cheek 

You felt almost every negative emotion under the sun towards Elyas, fear, anger, frustration and even amusement 

This was the first he made you flustered, you’ve been in close positions with Elyas before but it was when he needed treatment. Now he was willing to be this close to you to do a quite sensual gesture  

“What are you doing?…”

Elyas lets a scoff ”You said it yourself, any injury no matter how miniscule it might seem isn’t worth not treating, one cut can turn into a nasty infection.”

“Oh..” 

With a small hum, Elyas continues to treat the cut on your cheek ”Sorry.” His apology was quick and blunt but there was a hint of sincerity in it 

”It’s.. whatever I’ll treat it myself when we get back.” 

Backing away from you, Elyas’ hand hovers over your cheek and feel his finger brushing over your injury 

You look up to meet his eyes that were concealed behind his rabbit mask, sometimes you wonder how these guys could see through those atrocious masks 

Desperately wanting to see what he was thinking, you gaze into the eyeholes of Elyas’ mask, to see what the hues of his eyes were and if they even held light

You wanted to see his humanity

Immediately he withdraws his hand away from you and makes a quick turn to continue his way 

“Let’s go.” 

Recovering from what just occurred, you slowly make your way behind Elyas

”I’m still gonna visit the Robinsons.” 

“You won’t be a mile radius near that shithole when I’m around.”

”So what you’re saying is as long as you're not breathing down on my neck I can visit them?”

”What I’m saying is if I see you interact with that scrawny piece of shit, no treatment will ever be able to cure what I’ll do to him.” 

It felt like Cyrus slammed his greatsword on him when Elyas realized what he had just said, visibly stiffening but regained composure  

Then it hit you, Elyas was jealous 

This new found discovery both appalled and terrified you 

He was the equivalent of a school boy who was crushing that just happened to have violent tendencies towards his rivals, it seems you won’t be visiting the Robinsons for a while for Finlay’s sake

You couldn’t but help feel bad for the poor boy, his feelings towards you was obvious but you never really saw him that way, sure you thought he was adorable and very kind but he just was never really your type unfortunately 

But Elyas?..

The both of you didn’t quite have a pleasant start and to this day you had lingering feelings of resentment towards him and his siblings

Despite that, your fondness for them grew more than your grudge 

After all they guaranteed you safety when you weren’t even sure if Hotel Krat could be a place to seek refuge and for better or for worse there was never a dull day with the brotherhood. You weren't just surviving, you were living

And the somewhat intimate moment you just shared with Elyas and how he and his siblings aid each other is enough for you to believe that the brotherhood has a soul that was tainted due to the result of evolving in a harsh environment 

Hiding your smile, you follow Elyas towards the Red Lobster 

Oswald and Bonnie were present, hanging out and having some downtime

”We’re back, but I’m gonna head back to headquarters real quick, don’t you knuckleheads plan something idiotic when I’m gone.”

Oswald only waves his hand dismissively and Bonnie sticks her tongue out at Elyas 

“How was your trip (Name)?” Bonnie asks in a cheerful tone

”Phew it was quite something, I’ll tell you that.” You place your hands on your hips and bounce on your feet making eye contact with Bonnie with a nervous smile 

“Speaking of trips, I call the shots on taking our doc through Malum next week! I haven’t done errands with her in a long while!”

”Hey! It’s my turn to hang out with (Name)! I thought we were following the pattern!” Bonnie complains and lightly shoves Oswald 

“Since when did we ever agree to that? It’s whoever gets to her first the one going little sis!”

With an audible pout, Bonnie sits back down on her seat

”Not fair! (Name) please tell him off!” Bonnie drags out your name

”No can do Bon, first come first serve.” You say with a cheesy grin

”I’ll beat you to her Oswald! You’ll see!”

”Oh really? Well that’s a shame ‘cause I already got to her!”

Oswald dashes from his seat and grabs you by the waist hoisting you over his shoulder 

“Oz! This is very unnecessary!” trying to hide your grin but fail as you grab onto his shoulders 

“Hold on tight doc!~”

Bonnie jumps from her seat and dashes towards Oswald who was now carrying you 

The two siblings laugh hysterically chasing each other while you cling on to dear life to Oswald’s shirt and join in on the laughter

“What did I say about planning something idiotic while I’m gone?”

Elyas voice suddenly echoed throughout the room causing the siblings to stop 

“Ahh lighten up brother, we were just having a little fun!”

”Not much fun anymore when you’re dizzy! Now put me down Oz!”

“Alright alright down you go doc.” 

Setting you down with ease, Oswald then wipes off invisible dust off of you

“There you go all in one piece.” 

“Quit touching her. Now scram, Cyrus asked for you and Bonnie back in headquarters.”

”Huh? What for?”

Elyas simply shrugs

Oswald let out a loud groan ”It better be good, c’mon Bonnie.”

”Watch my cheesecake for me (Name)!” Bonnie then scurries out of the room right behind Oswald 

“Hey, what did Cyrus ask them for?” 

“Nothin’ I was jesting.” 

You shoot Elyas a blank stare 

“Don't give me that look, I don't want to deal with their annoying asses when I play this.” 

Elyas held up a record and walks over to the gramophone 

Once he plays the record, an elegant sound of a violin plays along with an accordion that harmonizes with each other

The gramophone changes the setting of the rundown tavern of the Red Lobster into a more elegant atmosphere, both you and Elyas lean against the bar table. The sound of the singer’s rich voice singing in a language you somewhat understood

“Say Elyas, do you comprehend French?” 

He only shakes his head “I never knew what the hell the guy was saying, I just like how it sounds.”

“From my limited French knowledge, what I’m getting at is that the singer is longing to meet his departed lover..”

Concentrating on the singer’s words you close your eyes 

“You will come back

Someday

Someday…”

Halfway through the song there was a solo 

“And..listen to my heart,

I will wait for you

Even if my heart hurts..

So that you can hear my words

I will wait for you..

I will wait for you..”

The record meets its end as the accordion slows down fading away bringing you back to the dreary tavern 

“Since when did you understand French? "

"I'm not quite fully fluent in it, the Monad Charity House taught some classes."

"You went to that Charity House?"

With a nod of your head you continue, then grabbing the chain of your necklace, you show Elyas your graduation necklace that was hidden under your blouse 

"Yup, I grew up in the Charity house and wanted to become an Alchemist at first but I couldn’t read alchemical equations for the life of me. However I liked science enough to pursue the medical field."

“I see, glad you didn't join those egotistical smartasses.”

”Heh, I suppose so, I didn’t even like them all that much if I’m being honest.” You look at Elyas “Seeing how you and your siblings ar-were Stalkers, were you all in the Charity House as well?” 

Elyas notices your slip up and crosses his arms “Nope, the four of us grew up in the alleys, the Sweepers in our area taught us since we were young.” 

“Oh, it must’ve been rough growing up in such a place.”

“But it’s what made us strong and outlived the other weak fools. We survived this far, and we will continue to do so together as a family.”

Turning your head away from Elyas you chuckle softly

“What’s so funny?” Elyas asked in a condescending tone 

All this time, you believed the Puppet Frenzy and the Petrification disease brought the worst out of humanity, from those who exploited Krat’s vulnerable position and ransacking homes, to survivors who were now in a dog eat world where the strong live and are victorious while the weak can only hope for a quick death 

There were countless times when the Brotherhood made it clear they couldn’t give a rat’s ass about fighting with honor, as former Sweeper Stalkers it was in their psyche to survive and win, simply that. But there were cracks to their rough exterior, their love of family for one another. 

The reason the Black Rabbit Brotherhood lived this long was their camaraderie and sticking together as a family. 

And most recently there was another Achilles heel to their bruteness, you.

The feeble yet firm doctor who doesn’t carry a sword but a stethoscope and briefcase full of instruments to life. Unlike the brotherhood, gentle and merciful 

“It’s just, you four are a group of delinquents with disregard for others, but I find it quite endearing that you all got each others’ backs. You all understood you were stronger together.” 

“Oh? Getting all sappy on us now, are we?”

“Quiet you, I still don’t like how you treat the poor civilians here and would find an escape route at any given chance.” you didn’t quite mean that last part, but you wanted to get a reaction from Elyas to get back at him

And it seems to have worked too well as Elyas stayed silent and motionless with his teasing disappearing in an instant 

“Would you.. actually?..”The tone of his voice almost makes you feel bad, the desperation and worrying riddled in his words

Caught off guard by Elyas’ question you stutter out “Uh-Uhm yeah..I would.”

You side eye Elyas to get a glimpse of him, he faces the floor, silent

“Hey.. I was jesting.” a callback to when Elyas repeated your words 

His head suddenly turns to you, you expected him to implode on you but instead your ears were met with a light chuckle

“God…you really are a pain in the ass.”

Looking towards Elyas you also let out a soft chuckle, then you glance down on his hand that was draped on the table, there was this urge to get close to him, to feel a connection 

You already suspected he has some type of attraction towards you, and may you be damned for reciprocating them 

Slowly, your hand itches closer to Elyas’ hand. Once the tips of your fingers meet, you feel his fingers flinching, taking this as a sign he didn’t want to be touched, you pull your hand back slowly

There was a sudden pressure on your hand and the feeling of leather'

You look down to see Elyas’ hand on yours but he refuses to meet your eyes 

Instead you feel him squeezing lightly

“Hey Elyas you lying asshole! Cyrus said he didn’t fucking ask for us!” Oswald's eccentric accent breaks the peace

Immediately the both of you retract your hands 

“You just lied to steal (Name) away from us didn’t you?” Bonnie jumps down from the level rail and tugs on your arm “C’mon let’s get away from these dumb dumbs!” 

As Bonnie drags you away, Oswald and Cyrus walk up to Elyas

“Ha! If you wanted some alone time with doc, you ‘coulda just said something!” Oswald teases 

“Shut up.”

Cyrus laughs and slams his large hand on Elyas’ back making him let out a groan

——

“Ah good evening Miss (Name)! What can I get for you?” The black market merchant greets you

“Say you wouldn’t happen to have some records on you would you?”

“Is that even a question worth asking? Of course!” He then pulls out a crate full of records 

“Feel free to look through this mess and pick the one you want.”

Kneeling down, you browse through the records looking for a certain one 

“Nope..nope..not this one…found it!”

Pulling out your desired record, you pull it towards your face, admiring the beautiful artwork that decorated it

“Oh? Fascination? Now that’s a classic!” 

“An oldie but a goldie. Here’s the ergo.”

“Thank you very much, oh and you’re aware that it’s the instrumental version right?”

“Quite aware, I weirdly prefer this version.”

“To each their own I guess. Well I hope you enjoy it and have a pleasant night.” The merchant tips his hat

“Thank you, good night to you too.”

You walk back where the gramophone that Elyas played earlier was. Taking out Elyas’ record gently placing it away and slipping in yours 

Resting your head on the table, you close your eyes and let the music immerse you in a different reality

It sounded as if the violin was singing, synchronizing with the backing instruments, perfectly capturing the beautiful feeling of falling in love

“You’re up late.”

Your eyes stay shut briefly and let out a deep exhale

Pushing yourself off the table, you look up to where Elyas was, you could make out his figure but couldn’t see his face where his mask usually was

On closer inspection, you noticed that his shadow lacked the silhouette of the rabbit ears his mask had

“Come now, don't be shy, I won’t run if your face is ugly.”

This might just be the first time you’ll see Elyas without his mask, the anticipation was killing you

Realizing Elyas hasn’t yet moved from his spot, you had an idea 

You turned around with your back now facing him 

“Come down when you’re ready, I’ll wait all night, I certainly won’t mind listening to this for hours.”

Then you hear Elyas’ footsteps descending down the stairs, with each step he takes it makes your heart beat faster

Just what could he look like? Masculine, feminine or a mix of both? But you have a hard time imagining a feminine face for Elyas

A gloveless hand rests your waist, while another grabs your hand, twirling you around and you meet face to face with the face you longed to see

Messy raven hair was the first sight in your field of vision 

Elyas perhaps has the most beautiful blue eyes you’ve ever seen, it wasn’t the type of blue that pierced into your soul, rather it was a calming blue, his eyes reminded you of the romantic evening nights that was once common in Krat’s skies. Elyas had quite a pale complexion, making the dark circles under his eyes more prominent. The bridge of his nose had a scar kissed on it, his appearance was almost exactly how you expected him to be, rugged but quite pleasing on the eyes, dare you say it, handsome. 

What somewhat surprised you was how young Elyas looked, he looked like a man barely in his early 20’s. At the prime of young adulthood, around the same age as you.

You’ve seen how the other members of the black rabbit brotherhood looked like, they all possessed unruly jet black hair and a birthmark somewhere etched on their faces. Elyas had a few beauty marks patched on his face, from under his cheek, chin, even one near his nose. You’re enticed to caress the moles and the scars on his face

“With the way you’re eyeing me, I can’t tell if you’re eating me up or about to run off with your tail between your legs.” 

Ignoring his teasing, you continue to gaze at him

“It’s just, you’re so beautiful…”

Elyas’ eyes widen, his face reddening and he lets out a small chortle

“You’re quite the beauty yourself, doctor.”

Bashfully, you lower your head, and lightly smack Elyas’ chest

“Hey, don’t you get shy on me now.” gripping your chin to lift your face up

Wordlessly, Elyas then guides you to the center of the floor, hand firmly on your waist still 

You stare at the decomposing wooden floor of the Red Lobster, in this moment, you momentarily forget about the dire situation around you, the disease, the frenzy, none of it mattered in this one moment. You look up to the source of your escape from reality, he looks down at you with the same amount of longing 

Everytime Elyas’ foot moves forward, yours moves back, when he leads you toward the left you follow his footing, coordinating with his movements causing the both of you to form a slow dance 

Your hand rests on his shoulder while the other is held by Elyas’, now lacking the gloves

His hands were rough, almost having a sandpaper-like feeling, years of brawling in the rigorous culture of the alleys left him with textured palms

Elyas’ gaze turns into an ambivalent expression, him two months ago would laugh at his current self for being vulnerable and soft towards the flimsy doctor. For years Elyas’ heart conditioned itself to lock itself away from tender emotions such as love, it only had room for his family, but somehow you happened to make your way into his heart and heal what the world had done to him. What one hell of a doctor you were. 

Elyas never was bothered by the fact he’s put a few people six feet underground in the past, leaving his hands stained with blood. Guilt now had a hold on him. Not for the ones slain by him, but for now tainting you, a doctor who dedicated her life to saving lives now associating herself with death himself.  

As soon as the music reached its’ climax, Elyas grabs your waist and lifts you up in the air, spinning you around and gently setting you back down leaving you in a brief daze 

As the music reaches the end, Elyas dips you down 

Slowly bring you back up, his hands still hold you, as if he wished for this moment to never end

Meeting Elyas’ eyes, your hand that was on his shoulder moves up to to cup his face and he closes his eyes, indulging in your warmth 

Soft and docile, you felt exactly how Elyas imagined

Would…your lips feel the same?

Opening his eyes, Elyas keeps them lidded as he glances down at your lips

Understanding what he was asking of you, you give him the most love-struck grin and close your eyes, leaning forward 

Like magnets, your lips pull in towards Elyas’

Bliss would be an blatant understatement, nothing could ever comprehend the overabundance of emotions you were feeling, both negative and positive 

Each movement of your lips with Elyas’ sent adrenaline of excitement and a sense of freedom, sharing saliva with a parlous man like Elyas would be considered unorthodox, but who is left in Krat to judge you?

—-

As time went on, more and more residents succumbed to the Petrification disease and more mutated monsters infested the district, ever since the Alchemists promised a so-called cure to the disease, Krat’s problems seemed to have worsened, those damned Alchemists had done something horrific to those refugees in the Cathedral.

You knew those Alchemists were suspicious from the start, this only worsens your disdain towards them

Much to your dismay the brotherhood refused to let you out in the district anymore, leaving whatever surviving residents to tend to themselves 

You couldn’t help but feel hopeless couped up in headquarters, surely there were those who have yet to succumbed to the Petrification disease that is need of medical care

Cleaning and organizing your medical tools, you hear Elyas approaching near you, he takes off his mask

Your relationship with Elyas reached a new degree, it has no label yet but the feelings are there and real. And so you just let it happen and see how it goes from there

“That frown has been common on your face these days.” Elyas says as he grabs and raises your chin, 

With a tight smile, you grab his hand on your chin and intertwine them with yours

“You know why I’ve been getting frown wrinkles.”

His eyebrows furrow “And you know why we don’t want you going out there, the world is going to hell, it’s too dangerous.”

You sigh and break eye contact, but keep your hands connected 

Stroking your cheek, Elyas leans closer to your face “You worry too much, let’s just look after each other now eh?” 

Calloused hands grab your cheek to direct your face towards him, Elyas leans forward to capture your lips in a soft kiss to which you return 

The newfound connection you’ve made with Elyas is yet to be revealed to his siblings, but you assume at this point they’ve connected the dots by now with how insistent Elyas is to be close in your presence and they bite their tongues to avoid his retribution 

Pulling away, Elyas hovers over your face 

“There’s an intruder in the District, stay in headquarters until we deal with this pest.”

Your eyebrows downturn “Intruder? Is it another Stalker?”

”Not sure, but he does wield a weapon and has competent skills with it.” Elyas stares off in space deep in thought “So stay put, will you?” Looking at you with a hardened but pleading look

With a sigh you nod 

“Thank you.” With one more quick kiss, Elyas slowly parts from you and heads out the door, “We won’t take long.” 

As you watch him leave, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread, no one outside Malum has ever made it far into the District due to the immense number of carcass monsters increasing 

But it gave you a sense of hope?

Who would be bold enough to infiltrate the den of the notorious Black Rabbit Brotherhood unless they had a motive to put them in their place. For the longest time, you thought humanity lost its willpower and strength, God knows what’s happening to the world outside of Krat. Despite your affections for the Brotherhood, you can’t help but respect the one who has the guts to face them. And it’ll be a shame if Krat’s last spark of hope gets snuffed out.

With a determined look, you go against Elyas’ wish. Grabbing a cloak and a small messenger bag, you make your way up to the roof

—-

The Malum District was the embodiment of misery and despair, P never thought that he'd ever miss the Puppets that he once loathed and wished to eradicate 

Any sight of puppets would be a welcoming sight compared to these monstrous sights 

As he makes his way through the streets, P notices writing on the walls

‘The Angel of Malum, Doctor (Name) where are you? Please we need you!’

‘Damn the Brotherhood for taking away our Angel!’ 

‘Prayers for the Angel of Malum, our beacon of hope’

This (Name) person must’ve be an important figure in the Malum with how many memorials he’s seen for this doctor 

While observing the walls, there was a sudden groan heard from one of the houses

Raising his weapon, P stalks closer to the source of the sound

Heading inside, a gold-haired man was the first thing he sees, tainted with the blue of the disease 

“W-who are you?.. (Name)..?”

The slouching human lifts his head up looking up at P, his deathly pale blue face had a look of hope that fell immediately 

“Oh… you’re not her…they’re still holding her captive... If she’s even alive...”

”Who?” P asks

”She was our angel (Name)…she gave comfort and aided to those in need of care…until the brotherhood took her away…” The blonde man lets out a violent cough ”Mister…you must save her if she's still alive and well…those awful Black Rabbit Brotherhood caged her up in their hideout…my final wish is for her to be liberated…”

Contemplating, P then nods  

“Haha…thank you…oh and if you see (Name) tell her that I, Finlay… love…”

Before the man could finish his sentence, death came for him first, his confession forever lost 

—-

Stepping outside the house, P continues his way

*chirp* “Geez..poor guy, looks like he was the only survivor in his family judging from the other corpses inside the house..”

There was a sudden clamping on his leg

”Ha! It’s funny seeing ‘em all flustered!”

He looks up to see a girl with a rabbit mask

”Hey…the idiot’s actually a looker…” she then jumps back and retreats 

P struggled to get the trap off his leg, each time he squirms it bites harder into his leg 

“Oh my goodness, I’ll come down and help you!” 

His head suddenly swings up, a woman in a hooded cloak gets down from the roof and rushes towards him

“How in the..how are you not bleeding?” The woman looks at P with confusion and curiosity “Are you… a puppet?”

Staring into the woman’s eyes, P nods his head, the hooded woman then had a look of reluctance before sighing

“Well alright then…let’s get you out of this bear trap.” She then presses on the springs, making the jaws of the trap lower. Feeling the pressure going away from his leg, P closes his eyes and lets out a sigh of relief. Opening his eyes, he looked at the lady who helped him. Up close she was quite pretty

She then offers her hand to him with a gentle smile, “Can you stand? That is quite a nasty trap you fell in.” 

He grabs her smaller palms and with her help gets back up

*chirp* “Excuse me Miss if you don’t mind me asking, but just why are you helping my pal here? Considering people don’t treat puppets too well these days.” 

“What the- did your bottom just talk??” The lady looks around P, looking for where the voice came from

*chirp* “Down here! I’m his guide, Gemini!” P grabs the lamp from his belt and raises Gemini towards the woman 

“Oh.. interesting..” She looks at the lamp with intrigue, looking from the lamp and now to P “Well the reason I came to your aid, I get this feeling that you’re special.” 

She continues, “The moment I heard you made it into Malum pass those awful creatures, something inside me just ruptured, like fireworks.” The lady then looks up at the dreary sky with a bittersweet smile “It was a feeling I hadn’t had in such a long time, hope.” 

She looks back at P, her hopeful smile doesn’t falter. “I have no idea why, but I just have this gut feeling that you’re important, so please beware, the Brotherhood is wanting to put you under the ground.”  Despite finishing her sentence, the kind lady had her lips in a tight line, almost as if she still had something to say

“If you do fight the Brotherhood…please refrain from killing them.”

*chirp* “I hate to be that guy but they're the ones who came after us first! If push comes to shove, we just might have to!”  

A sigh of disappointment escapes from her lips. “Then please spare them for my sake, like some sort of favor.” She then gives a friendly smile “I'm (Name) by the way.” 

“Doctor (Name)?” Hearing the beautiful boy talk for the first time surprises (Name)

“Yes... But not so much anymore, my patients have been limited to the Brotherhood these days.”

*chirp* “Well maybe that’s another darn good reason we need to get rid of them! They’re practically holding you captive!” 

“I-it’s not necessarily like that!” (Name)’s hands rest on her forehead “maybe at first it sorta was but not so much anymore!”

P’s face gave away that he still wasn’t too satisfied with her response

“Come with me.” P says as he raises his hand towards (Name) and she stares at his mechanical arm 

“Such a straightforward boy aren't you?” (Name) giggles but then shakes her head “I care too much for the Brotherhood now, but I believe they need to be humbled from time to time.”

Reaching inside her bag, (Name) pulls out three pulse cells

“Here, a fight is inevitable and you best be prepared, but I once again beg of you to not kill them, maybe a good whooping will do.” 

Graciously accepting the pulse cells, P looks at (Name) and nods 

Holding her hands to her chest (Name) smile gratefully at P “Thank you strong one. Once you liberate this city, I'll deal with the Black Rabbit Brotherhood.”  

(Name) slowly steps away from P and makes her way back up climbing back up to the roof 

As P watches her disappear, he looks at the pulse cells given to him by the first person who’s ever shown him kindness outside the Hotel, 

He firmly grasps the items, humanity is still worth fighting for 

—-

Managing to make it back in headquarters with no one noticing the doctor’s absence,  in the nick of time the Black Rabbit Brotherhood were anticipating the intruder as the Eldest hauls the Liar’s coffin on his broad shoulders

The Rabbits were on the hunt

(Name) peeks out the window upon hearing the loud eruption on the front gate, humanity’s last hope crashes into the Black Rabbit Brotherhood’s lair

The four criminal siblings march toward, the one leading the group looks back at headquarters one last time, inside someone precious to him resides in it

—-

“Bring it on, you ain’t seen nothing like my brother.” 

—-

“The toy is mine! Mine! Root for me brothers!” 

—-

“Argh no! Knock him out bro!”

—-

”C’mon, you played nice with the others! Don’t you wanna play with me, mister puppet?” 

—-

“So this is Geppetto’s puppet huh? Gotta admit: he knows what he’s doing.” 

—-

One by one, you watch as each of the brotherhood get overpowered by the puppet you met earlier, it seems he was keeping up with his promise of not maiming them

Cyrus was holding his ground for longer 

Finally, Elyas jumps down, facing the puppet 

—-

“We don’t get extra points for fighting fair. Survive and win, that simple.”

—-

Elyas lasted longer than his other siblings, but you started to see cracks in his battle stance, he too was no match for Geppetto’s puppet 

—-

“You’re no Bastard, nor Sweeper. Those moves of yours…”

—-

As you watch Elyas retreat away from the battle after a nasty hit, you notice him limping a bit. That set off all the alarms in your head. Grabbing your medical bag, you dash outside to his aid

Pushing the door with all your might, your outburst grabs Elyas’ attention who was on his knee, grabbing on the left of his side 

“(Name)? What are you doing out here?! Get back inside!” You ignore his demands and rush next to him

”Quiet Elyas, you’re injured! Where does it most hurt?”

Reluctantly, Elyas looks down to his side, letting out a groan 

You take off his mask and hood,  revealing his pained expression “Breathing..hurts..”

Looking at his face that was induced with anguish increased your worry tenfold. Both of your hands grab his face in a gentle cradle and slowly Elyas succumbed to your touch, closing his eyes and breathing slowly

You now had a prang of remorse and regret, was it a good idea to help Geppetto’s puppet? You hadn’t meant for the brotherhood to get seriously hurt, at worst you expected bruises and maybe minor cuts but Elyas was showing symptoms of broken ribs 

You turn around and see Oswald and Bonnie who are kneeling with fatigue. Geppetto’s puppet and Cyrus were still battling, you had to stop this madness before it gets worse 

“Rest here.” As you get up, Elyas looks at you like you’ve grown 10 heads, he yells for you to stop, but you ignore them 

—-

Right as P parried the Eldest brother’s blow, he staggers, giving him an open to attack

With a look with intent to kill, he raises his weapon for a deathly blow 

“STOP!” The doctor P met earlier gets between him and the Eldest with arms wide open, immediately he halts

”Please, don’t kill them.. you’ve won, fair and square..” P notices on how much the girl was shaking

On que, the Eldest falls on the ground passing out due to exhaustion

”Brother!” The other siblings run to the Eldest’s collapsed body

—-

As Oswald and Bonnie ran over to Cyrus, they look to you for confirmation 

Immediately you get beside Cyrus and put your ear on his chest, desperate to hear any signs of life 

Thump thump

You let out an exhale that you held in for too long, “He’s gonna be alright..”

Bonnie gasps in relief as Oswald embraces his sister 

Rising from Cyrus’ chest, you feel a hand on your shoulder, Elyas who’s hand was still on his side looks at you with gratitude and enamorment, he then looks at the puppet, face immediately souring 

You grab his arm and shake your head, “Please, just let him go. It’s not worth it.” Elyas looks at you with a strife look before sighing and glancing back at the puppet.

“There’s a passage to the Krat Hotel inside, we better not see your face again, now fuck off.” 

The beautiful puppet gives you one last look before heading inside the headquarters, you give him an assuring smile and watch him leave, perhaps you’ll see him again one day

“What’s the deal with you and Geppetto’s puppet eh?” Elyas asks in a skeptical tone and a raised eyebrow, clearly irritated

Your eyes roll 

—-

It had been about over a week since the Black Brotherhood’s defeat against the puppet, a humiliating defeat, but they all survived in the end

Cyrus had made a full recovery, Bonnie and Oswald had very minor injuries but Elyas was still healing from his broken ribs

The skies of Krat started to heal as well as the gloomy gray clouds started to dissipate, the majestic blue skies was returning along with heaven’s beacon 

Sitting on the roof of headquarters, a bittersweet smile creeps on the doctor’s face, it had been so long since she felt the sun kiss her skin

“Never thought you could ever be more beautiful until now, that sun does you justice, love” Elyas joins his beloved on her leisure on the roof

“Elyas you need to be resting!” she scolds him but he brushes her off

“Oh shut up, can I not gaze at the sun with my lady?” Elyas sits down next to (Name) and she gives in to his wishes. His arm wraps around her waist and pulls her close as she rests her hand on his chest

The pair admire the skies in comfortable silence until (Name) speaks up

“To think I met you in grim circumstances and I embrace you as if I knew you for years, have I gone crazy?”

Elyas snickers “You know you love me, as do I with ardent.” His windows to the world gaze into hers, they were each other’s worlds

“I’ll admit that I can’t help it, I really do love you.”

Elyas leans his forehead on (Name)’s and makes a vow

“(Name), one day, we all will get outta this shithole. And when we do, we can start over, maybe we can live like a real couple. I promise to get you out of here and give you a life you deserve.” Elyas’ words touch deeply in (Name)'s heart, somehow falling for him even more

“And Elyas, I pledge to stay by your side no matter what the world throws at us.”

They lean in for a kiss, it was as tender and passionate as any other they shared 

The world around them was in chaos, but they knew they would be ok as long as they were together.

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A/N: *SCREAMS IN AGONY* that was the longest fic ive ever written phew you deserve the world for reading all that cuz it was like over 7k words , but tbh i have mixed feelings over how i wrote the ending, its kinda shit imo

but once again thank you so much for reading, it actually means sm <3333

my friend who knows French helped with translations on the lyrics to Someday so shout out to him lmao

[jestierabbit]

ok here we go! 1) how would both of them find out about their own feelings? 2) would oswald be with ortensia still or did they break up or is it an open marriage or? 3) hows mickey feel about this? or does he not know? would oswald want to keep it secret?

Okay, okay bare with me! I’ve written a lot and drew some doodles so—

1) So this is a friends to lovers thing

It starts pretty basic, Oswald feeling outcasted by Mickey and his group-- on his own accord, they're all very nice and welcoming but it's very overwhelming and it's Mickey's friend group. Which draws him to the outskirts of the group-- one of those people being Pete.

They're good at bantering, playing off each other. Oswald isn't scared of him so isn't afraid to talk back. Pete likes the spunk. I also like to imagine when they first meet Pete doesn't know that Oswald is Mickey's brother. I REALLY like the idea that he finds out from Goofy on accident.

That being said, friendship and bonding leads to subtle feelings. They likely don't notice it at first as it is just a really close friendship. Ultimately I think Oswald realizes his feelings first. And it's instant guilt. He's already felt a little bad getting along with Mickey's "enemy" granted Mickey never seemed to care about that-- but Os starts to act weird, keeping to himself a little more just to try and curb the feelings which leads to Pete realizing his feelings and RAAAAINING denial of that fact.

But it's hard to ignore when he's like... missing Oswald. What's up with that????

2) So obviously this one is hard because as you know I'm an AVID Oswald and Ortensia stan but Oswald has two hands~

BUT in this case I'd picture an AU of sorts-- similar story beats or something entirely new really it doesn't matter much what the background is because their personalities work really well together. So if it wasn't an open marriage, I'd say it's because of the same excuse I have given in the past-- Oswald and Ortensia are actors and as actors they are always paired together as a couple but are not officially an actual couple. Again, realistically details don't matter much I can MAKE IT WORK!!!

3) SO! Mickey knows about the growing friendship Oswald and Pete have and is happy about it! Oswald is a good friend to have and Mickey knows Os can handle himself, Pete isn't making him do anything he wouldn’t want to so ideally it'll be good for both of them! He is naive to the feelings though, mostly because he's pretty certain Oswald would've told him if that were the case. Oswald WOULD want to keep it secret as well, mostly because at first he has no -lans to act on them. He'd tell Mickey if Pete and him actually went any further then a friendship, but he'd keep his mouth SHUT about a budding crush. This draws a rift between Os and Pete of course, like I mentioned before.

If/WHEN they get together though and Mickey knows 9because he would know)- Oswald will openly talk about Pete often. He thinks that jerk is amazing and Mickey supports him.

[evansdoodles]

Okay, time for questions! I'm going to send them in a few separate asks so you can answer different topics at your own pace!

First: the occult! You mention that in exchange for Eddie's blood, Oswald gives him knowledge of the occult! What does that exactly look like?

Is it potion making or more spell like? I think a mix of both, with Eddie being very quick to pick up potion making because it's just like working in a science lab!

Does Oswald just give him some written down instructions after he feeds on Eddie or does he personally teach Eddie in his spooky mansion?

I kind of imagine that it becomes a sort of "My Babysitter's A Vampire" vibe after Selina and Quinn find out about Oswald, with the four of them learning about and fighting supernatural enemies while balancing school work on top of that. Maybe Oswalds mansion becomes like their hang out spot and he pretends to be all uppity about it while actively cleaning up the dust and preparing rooms for them (or at least for Eddie).

I am hopeful I’ll be able to respond to a good chunk of these questions in the fic I’m writing, but in any case I’ll try to talk about the AU without spoiling too much!

With “Occult knowledge” Oswald just means letting him use his mansion as a hang spot to study some of his Dark magic books.

Now you mabye be thinking, “Evan?? What in hell is a dark magic book?” well! That’s a good question!! Oswald doesn’t know.

The books are a mix of folklore, Potion making, herbs and recipes, creature lore and more.

Oswald has inherited the mansion way back when he was still human, and as far as he’s concerned the books have always been there, and Edward can use them for whatever purpose.

Now the problem relies in the fact that the books are written in old Hungarian, Oswald’s mother language, so Edward needs Ozzie’s help to read these and explain them to him.

Sure Oswald could just drain Edward of all his blood and eat the rest, but a steady supply of blood is just the tiny incentive Oswald needs to be helpful to his friend.

More on the next Q&A post about Harleys/Eddie/Oswald/Selina’s relationships!

[amomentsescape]

can you do Oswald, Edward, Olga, and Martin trying to cheer you up after a frustrating day please? Love the Van Dahl crew!!!!!

Being Cheered Up After a Frustrating Day

Includes: Oswald Cobblepot, Edward Nygma, Olga, Martin

A/N: The relationship between Reader and Oswald/Ed is open for interpretation since it wasn't specified! Olga (and obviously Martin) are written to be platonic.

Oswald Cobblepot

He can sense the negativity almost immediately

Before you can even take your coat off, Oswald is right by your side asking what's wrong

When you tell him about your day, you can see that there's a bit of sympathy on his face

Oswald has had his share of bad days before, so he understands

He offers to get you a glass of wine or any drink that will help relax you

He'll happily call over a guard to rub your shoulders if your heart desires

Whatever you want, it's yours!

He'll offer to take you out to dinner as well since he knows a good meal can help make anyone feel better

And while you're finally in bed resting, Oswald will be making some calls

If you so much as mentioned a name during your rant about the day, they'll be gone by the next morning

Edward Nygma (Post-Riddler)

He doesn't even need to look up to know something is off

"Talk to me," is all he says, still focused on his work

As you explain the terrible day you've had, he hums in understanding

He'll have you take a seat next to him and will give you free reign on whatever you want to do

He'll happily tell you some funny puns that he has saved for moments such as these

If he can still tell that you're tense, he'll get up from his desk and make some tea for the both of you

He enjoys taking a break too and just relaxing on the couch with you, maybe just throwing on a movie in the background

He's not the best with talking about these emotions, but he'll gladly lend some advice if you ask

GIF by fuckyeahgothamfox

Olga

(Sorry for the weird GIF format. It was nearly impossible to find one on here for her)

What Olga knows best is acts of service

The moment you tell her about your frustrating day, she's there helping you out of your shoes and coat

She's happy to lend an ear while you rant, and she prepares a warm drink for you

Once she feels that you've gotten a lot of that negativity out of your head, she'll run you a bath and throw some towels into the dryer to warm them up for you so you'll have them when you're done

She'll put on some relaxing classical music for you and leave you alone to unwind for a while

And once you've freshened up, you'll find her plating your dinner for you, offering a warm smile while she ushers you to eat up

Chores are what she's known to do, but they don't really feel like chores when she knows they'll make you feel better

Martin

He gives you a concerned look when you first get back

His worry makes your heart melt a little as you offer a soft smile

"Don't worry," you reassure him

He asks you "what's wrong" on his notepad

You think about it for a bit before deciding to open up and tell him about the bad day you've had

Once you're done, you two sit in a silence for a while

You suddenly feel him pulling on your sleeve as you look over, seeing a goofy picture of Oswald on his notepad

You can't help but chuckle a bit at his drawing

Martin responds with a smile and continues to add on random things to the drawing, all of which were making you laugh

Before you know it, you're in a giggling fit with an amused Martin beside you, happy to see you genuinely happy

You give him a big hug as wipe the tears from your eyes

"You're the best, you know that?"

[arabriddler]

I can’t call gotham a good show but some characters were written SO well it’s like a thesis to me. Selina. Oswald. Ed. Harvey Dent ( I know they didn’t follow up on it but from what little he was in it was so fun ). Bruce. Fish Mooney. Baby Ivy.