Summary: Ed told you there would be consequences. He didn’t mention exactly what they were though. (Shout out to @ruffles-the-fluffalo for requesting this glorious idea)
I have a thing
with calling Ed ‘Sir’ and ‘Mr. Nygma’ so sue me. I also really love when he talks dirty apparently. And Zsasz calling Reader ‘kitten’. All kinks ahoy, matey. There’s
biting, blood (mentioned), hair pulling, slapping, anal sex, blowjobs. Everything is
consensual though. Mostly. There’s literally no fluff in this at all. Just really rough fucking.
you agreed to work for Oswald Cobblepot you had no idea that also meant you
would be working for Ed Nygma. And with
Victor Zsasz. You’d heard so many stories of those three men. So many terrifying, awful stories. If you’re
being perfectly honest with yourself- and anyone really- that’s why you
accepted the offer so quickly. That part of a person’s brain that tells them
“danger, run” never really developed in you. Sure, you would run. But it would
always be towards the danger rather
than away. The three most powerful and horrible men in Gotham would be your
bosses and coworker. How exciting is that?
the appropriate answer is ‘not at all’ if the glares from your best friend are
any indication. You wake up, she glares. Go to work, she glares. Retell a
riddle Mr. Nygma made you figure out, she glares. Show her the way Zsasz
brushed against you in the hallway, she glares. The only time she isn’t completely
disgusted by your job is when you talk about the mayor. She quickly becomes
attentive and responsive. It would be adorable if it wasn’t so annoying.
Sometimes you wonder if you should hint to Oswald he’s garnered a lot of female
attention. A lot of positive female
attention. Even if he doesn’t want to pursue any of them romantically he can
always find a way to work the predicament to his advantage.
think about it all day at work, tapping your pencil against your desk while
your mind wanders to how exactly you would approach the subject. Mayor
Cobblepot is a very… temperamental man. You don’t want to lose your job for
suggesting something he takes the wrong way.
loud thud pulls you from your thoughts. Ed is standing in front of your desk,
arms crossed, tired expression on his face. He gestures to the files he
lovingly and gently threw down in front of you, saying, “Have all of this
reviewed by the end of the day.”
There’s no way!” And there really isn’t. The stack of papers are thicker than
isn’t an option. Oswald needs it by tomorrow.” Ed starts to walk away, tossing
one last comment over his shoulder with what seems like practiced ease. “If
you’re unable to perform the task satisfactorily there will be consequences.”
“A lot of it is I think is just [Bruce’s] feelings and well-being within the group, you know he never quite felt so at home or apart of a group before and I think he really buys the idea that he like made a leap.”
i’ve never really done a “follow forever” because i KNOW – IN THE FIERY MAGMA AT THE CENTER OF MY BONES – that i will forget some really lovely people and make someone sad or angry (i mean, i follow 400 really amazeballsblogs) and
i just have a hard time handling that sort of responsibility and guilt.
BUT there are some super lovely people i follow that i want to acknowledge on this new year’s eve, so here we go: angie b.’s very first ever follow forever – and please don’t feel too bad if i neglect to add you to this list, my brain is hardly at optimal drive after working retail this holiday season…
the folks that are my off-line family,too: these are the people that i met in the flesh before we all jumped online (and, in many cases, had to keep our friendships still going long-distance after graduation and the like) and who are more family to me than my own flesh-and-blood.
the folks i would die for (or at least make SOMEONE die for): these are people who’ve had my back for a long time and encourage me when i’m in the slumps and are super patient with me when depression spirals strike and we’ve got inside jokes and many of y'all have been with me since the DJ/LJ days are just general starshine godlings who i love very, very, very much and would wrassle alligators for if need be.
the folks who intimidate me with their gloriousness (but are humble as fuck and evenkinder): these ladies and gents never cease to inspire me with their ab fab taste and aesthetics and writing and general BOSSITUDE and i always get this giddy shiver of delight whenever they like or reblog anything i post (SENPAI NOTICED! sort of vibes, lbrh) and are basically just light-years ahead of me in caliber/quality.