#gotham Oswald cobblepot

[xzcopycat]

Going out to glitter and glam all over Gotham✨

[oloote]

Ughrhrh nygmosbddsdtw

[frothingbeerbottles]

Favourite dynamic is when two gay men have a massive height difference but are also both equally capable to do whatever the hell they want to the other, like maybe punch them or kiss them

[adalwolfgang]

Jervis: Happy birthday my dear! It’s me! I’m your gift!

(Name), whispering to Jon: did you get a receipt or do i have to keep him?

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(Name): And that's how I got here...

Zsasz: Ha! You sure are a funny one!

*Zsasz stares for a long moment*

(Name): What?

Zsasz: I like you. Like a lot. I'm going to keep you.

*His hand tightly held (Name)’s*

(Name): Uh..okay-.

Negan: Good! There was no choice anyway.

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Edward: I always apologize when I'm wrong.

(Name): I don't think I've ever seen you apologize before.

Edward: I'm never wrong.

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Oswald: you're trying to use my ego against me?

(Name): I thought it'd work.

Oswald: no, it worked. I'll do it.

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Jerome: Something's off.

(Name): maybe you've finally developed human emotions and are actually feeling bad for hurting people?

Jerome: no, but that's funny!

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Jon: Have you heard the joke about the gas light?

(Name): no..?

Jon: Yeah you have.

(Name): no I haven’t.

Jon: You've literally heard it already.

(Name): I HAVEN’T?!

Jon: You're crazy.

[morri-plague]

more gotham stuff🧪☂️

[amomentsescape]

Oswald, Jonathan, and Harvey when they think you're angry at them please! Love love love your Gotham HCs!!!!!

When They Think You're Angry at Them HC

Gotham! Oswald Cobblepot x Reader, Jonathan Crane x Reader, Harvey Bullock x Reader

A/N: Thank you so much! I love this request idea :)

Oswald Cobblepot (Part II here)

Oh, this poor man

He is so sensitive when it comes to you

All he wants is to make you happy

So when you come home without even saying a word to him, he immediately panics

Oswald is almost in tears, and he hasn't even talked to you yet

His mind is in a frenzy

"They're gonna break up with me, aren't they?" "There's no way I can do this without them." "Oh my God, please don't leave!"

You've been in the bathroom for about 30 minutes now, having taken a shower and freshening up

The moment you open the door, your senses are flooded

The dining table is decked out with cakes, brownies, and flowers

There are balloons floating all around the ceiling

And name brand jewelry boxes are stacked up to eye level

Before you can even get any words out, Oswald is peeking around the corner looking disheveled

He begins his onslaught of apologies, saying sorry for so many things that you don't even know what he's talking about anymore

When you finally tell him to slow down, his eyes get teary, and he explains how he doesn't want you to leave him

Your heart hurts at his words, and you have to explain to him that you simply felt dirty and wanted to shower before spending time with him

That is literally it

He lets out a huge sigh of relief but is still a bit on edge

It's going to take a couple days of constant affection and verbal reassurance before he's back to his normal self

Jonathan Crane

Jonathan has felt like you've been a bit distant recently, and he's not sure why

Because of his own insecurities, he begins to pull away

Not because he doesn't want to be with you (it's literally the complete opposite), but he hopes maybe giving you space will make you less angry so you don't want to leave him

It really only takes a couple days before you're at his place asking him what's going on

This poor boy hasn't been eating or sleeping since he decided to give you space

He tries to pretend everything is fine

But you know better

After countless questions, he finally breaks

"You seemed angry with me, and I thought leaving you alone would make you happy again"

You could honestly feel your stomach drop

Once you explain to him that you've just been busy, he believes you but still seems a bit worried

All it takes is a day spent together cuddling and talking about everything for him to feel secure again

Just make sure to keep your eye out for if he starts to pull away again

He doesn't mean to do it, he's just so scared to lose you

Harvey Bullock

If Harvey thinks you're upset with him, it literally becomes everyone's problem

He thinks you're angry?

Everyone at GCPD knows

He's grumpy with everyone, his patience is basically nonexistent, and all it takes is one wrong look to get him to snap

And most of the time, you aren't even mad at him, he just thinks you are

Despite the hard demeanor he puts on, he really is a bit of a softie

And he can get into his own head a bit

He would never admit it, but you know

But thankfully, it doesn't take a lot to get him back on his feet again

If he comes home to that smiling face and a kiss on the cheek, he's pretty much back to normal

You might not even know he was worried beforehand

He's not very good at talking about his feelings or concerns

So the only way he'll open up is if you pester him about it a bunch

But at the end of the day, he's a pretty simple man

If you tell him you're not upset, he'll believe you

He just has trouble telling you if he thinks you're mad

But you know sometimes

Jim has reached out quite a few times in the past to complain

[ikisslamps]

Hi guys

[i-smoke-chapstick]

damn ur last pengy smut was 🔥🔥🔥 in those 3 imagines with him ive read u write the character so fucking accurate like u actually feel him. can we have more of a needy bird boy? smth with him being all pent up but not wanting the reader to think he only sees her like that? powerful men are hot when vulnerable😈

'CURTAINS,

-GOTHAM!OSWALD COBBLEPOT X READER-

⋆ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ; really just oswald and reader fucking.

⋆ tags/warnings. small GOTHAM!oswald x female reader. SMUT!!!! Somewhat of a character study but not really. Oswald wants to be a gentleman so bad. Inspired by Frankie Carbone's death scene in 1x07. Oswald being needy. Bondage. Oswald's canon praise kink. Lots of open-mouthed kisses because he can't help himself.

♫ “It's not over till it's over baby. / I stepped outside myself so transcending. / The lights go dim and every sin, that ever was, will always be a perfect part of me.” Curtains by Jackie Vae

He can't help it. He never can. Deep down he's just a silly, love-starved little boy. You've struck him, amused him, amazed him. How could he not gift you with whatever you wish? His true love. How you stay with him enthralls him everyday. Maybe that's why he can't help himself.

He was raised to be a gentleman. He was supposed to be saving himself. For marriage. He dreamed of that night for so long. Perhaps, it's came a bit early.

Every bit of you is on fire. Your arms tied to the bedframe, chained together by his own sleeve garters. You watched as he took every inch of you in, savoring you like the wine he adores. Enchanting blue-green eyes mesmerized by your every breath, every moan, every sound he elicits with every thrust.

The way he speaks. Murmured praises on his parched lips, aching to speed up.

"Good girl." He whispers, half-incoherently, expression twisted into a grimace of pure ecstasy. His chest rises and falls as he pants on top of you, hanging onto threads of self-control.

"So good to me. So precious, baby. So good." He's babbling, moving as slow as he can, feeling his cock piercing you deep. When you cry out, trying to bounce against him through your restraints, body begging for more friction, he has the kindness to offer you a quick chuckle.

"Patience, my dear." He whispers against your lips, coming down to kiss away your eagerness. His tongue sweeps the bottom of your mouth, begging to taste you. It feels warm and wet, the way he worships you.

"I have no more patience." You whimper, yelping against him and his defiance. He half-heartedly rolls his eyes, clicking his tongue. Such a brat. He thinks. His beautiful brat.

His hand traverses up your body, jaw-clenched tight as he moves against you; still inside your core. He grabs your face in his fingers, offering you just a taste. A particular hard thrust causes the both of you to moan, his hips stuttering. He throws his head back as he groans, taking the time to savor the feeling.

He wants too speak. Talk down to you. Tell you you're behaving like a slut, a hussy, but he knows it'd be hypocritical, seeing as how he's tied you up like his own personal gift. He cringes in pleasure before opting to take the leather between his teeth- keeping eye-contact with you, as he pulls away to untie your restraints. Self-control be damned.

Those big beautiful colorful eyes of his, they never leave your own. Now untied, your hands immediately go to his back, forcing him up and down. His pace finally speeds up.

The world around you is a blur as he cradles your head. He looks down at you, his mouth open and eyebrows together. He pounds into you- and you feel the mattress shake. You watch his face contort in euphoria, and scrunch together with a sharp intake of air as he reaches his orgasm.

As you both cum, sticky ropes filling you up, he leans in. An intimate kiss placed to your lips, slow and all-consuming. And another, placed to your forehead. He rocks back and forth as finishes, gently hushing you and your cries of pleasure through his own shakiness. You feel how he pets your hair, still fucking you through your orgasm.

He finally rests his forehead against your own- breathing against your mouth, still kissing and sucking the ghosts of kisses on your lips.

He can't help himself. He never can. You're too lovely.

[cowchickenbeefpork]

oswald: Jim help me they are torturing me here!!!! they are hurting me help!!!!!!

jim:

[xzcopycat]

I love how Oswald gets a charity dress up after every failed murder attempt on his person. The attire gets progressively worse.

[bluedancer9000]

Oswald: I’m not afraid to break fingers to get answers, so you better-

Edward: Did you know that a vein in your ring finger is connected to the main artery of your heart? It means that if I were to cut your ring finger right now you could bleed to death without immediate medical attention. So are you going to confess now or do I have to watch your eyes turn lifeless as I bite your finger off like a baby carrot?

Oswald: Edward… that was dark even for me.

Edward: Thank you, I’m actually just really nervous right now.

[frothingbeerbottles]

Got a littleeee bit high whoopsie doopsie daisy!

[theriddlersunderwear]

(Foaming at the mouth) Nygmobblepot day Nygmobblepot day Nygmobblepot day

[morri-plague]

bruh i really like 1&2 seasons of gotham, and still like these guys…. rewatched this masterpiece in 2022 (art from 2022 too)

[amomentsescape]

Hello! So I am such a sucker for one bed tropes and I havent seen any with my favourite Gotham characters so Can I request a Riddler, Oswald (separately) with a reader(future S/O) where they are stuck in a situation with one bed trope. You can write either headcanon or drabble. Which one is easy for you. My english is not really good but I hope I explained good. And Thank you!

Sharing a Bed

Oswald Cobblepot x Reader, Edward Nygma x Reader

A/N: I love this trope! Thank you so much!

Oswald Cobblepot

Hiding from danger is just another typical Tuesday for Oswald

But he now finds himself in an even trickier situation with you

You may not realize it now, but Oswald has taken quite a liking to you

And even though you don't notice it, his enemies do

Which is why you two found yourselves in this current predicament

You were currently hiding out in a pretty luxurious suite

Even though Oswald was trying to keep you safe, he still had standards

That being said, he didn't think the location through very well

He was already ushering you over to the lone bed in the room, putting your stuff on it in hopes that there would be no question about it

"I think you should have the bed," you insisted, not wanting him to be uncomfortable

He shook his head

"No, no. You will be taking the bed. I likely won't even get to sleep tonight."

You frowned but decided not to push it further

You were all tucked in and ready to sleep, but you couldn't get yourself to shut your eyes

Instead, you kept stealing glances at Oswald, focusing on the way his brows furrowed and mouth tightened at all the paperwork in front of him

He was planning something big

You enjoyed spending time with him during these crucial moments, but they always left you confused

Why did he keep you around more than anyone else?

His irritated look immediately softened when he met your eyes, trying to convince himself that you most definitely were not blushing at being found out

He gave you a soft smile and looked back to the files

With this, you felt yourself relax enough to close your eyes, immediately drifting off

You didn't know how much time had passed when you shot up from the bed, your forehead covered in sweat

A nightmare, you assumed, although you couldn't remember much about it

Oswald was by your side in an instant, his face etched in worry

"Are you okay, my dear?" he asked softly, not even noticing the nickname he just gave you

You nodded and tried to offer a small smile

After a few moments to slow your breathing, Oswald hesitantly stood back up, heading towards his desk

However, in a moment of shocking confidence, your hand shot out and reached for him

He spun around immediately

"I-it's getting late, and I-" your voice cracked. "Will you stay with me, please?"

Oswald's cheeks turned a light shade of pink at this question, watching you scoot over slightly

He glanced over to his desk for just a moment, already having made up his mind

He shrugged out of his overcoat quickly and climbed in next to you, laying on his side to face you

You did the same and smiled at him

"Thank you for keeping me safe, Ozzie," you whispered

The smile didn't leave your face as you closed your eyes gently

Oswald reached for your cheek but hesitated, not wanting to scare you

Instead, he placed his hand carefully over your own, his heartbeat thumping quickly in his chest

Edward Nygma

Escaping from Arkham was no easy task

This meant that you two couldn't exactly be picky with where you ended up hiding

Ed had a couple "connections" thankfully, so you two found yourselves at a rather desolate motel

It would only be for the night

But when you entered the room, you both happened to stare at the lone bed in the the middle, the tension immediately building in the air

"I can take the chair," you offered quickly

You didn't want to put yourself in any more stress than needed

It had already been life risking to breakout of the asylum

And the last thing you needed was to make things awkward for the one person you cared about

He had his moments of course, but the mind of Edward Nygma was fascinating to you

You found his riddles entertaining

And he was truly a breath of fresh air compared to all the other crazy inmates

He made you feel seen and validated

And his voice was always just a bit softer whenever he spoke to you

He promised to save you from that place

It was no wonder you fell for him as quickly as you did

But Ed was a logical man

He had no time for love and feelings, you were sure of it

You could hear him scoff beside you

"Don't be ridiculous. I'll take the chair."

You managed to finally raise your gaze to his, heart racing at the realization that he was already looking back at you

"No, it's okay. I'm fine with-"

"There will be no argument," he stated matter-of-factly

Maybe it was the exhaustion of the day, or maybe it was all the anxiety, but you found yourself snapping back almost instantly

"After everything you've done for me, I insist on returning the favor in some way. Take the bed, please."

Edward seemed to go silent at this

You could tell by the way he was chewing on his cheek that he was assessing some thought

After a few moments, he finally let out a sigh

"The bed is surely big enough for the both of us..."

Your face turned red at the thought

He immediately began to backtrack

"But of course, your comfort is my main concern, so please don't agree if-"

You immediately plopped down on one side of the bed, leaving an empty spot beside you

Ed hesitantly made his way into the bed with you

The first 15 minutes of attempted sleep consisted of you two lying on your backs, a whole foot of space between you

You shivered a bit at the lack of heating in the room

Edward unknowingly scooted a bit closer to you, concerned about you being uncomfortable

You couldn't help but scoot a little closer to the middle as well, feeling drawn to him

He finally turned to look at you

His eyes were tired but worried

"It's cold," you whispered

He just nodded once and turned back to the ceiling

His lack of response made you feel a bit sick to the stomach, so you turned the other way so he wouldn't see your disappointment

You were almost asleep several minutes later when you felt his body press against yours, his arm wrapping tightly around you

"Goodnight," he whispered softly

[deakwithit]

not to be insane but gotham artists im begging u to take into account that oswald's leg is FUCKED and some cute couples positions for art will NOT work for him..like its twisted all weird and it healed wrong. He probably can't sustain many positions that put pressure on his leg..this includes sexual ones btw nsfw artists pls rememner this idiot is disabled