#: ̗̀➛ muse. ﹙ jim gordon ﹚

[kaitlinamberxo]

“I know how you feel right now. And I promise you, however dark and scary the world might be right now, there will be light. There will be light, Bruce.”

kaitlin's 100 favorite fictional muses — 63/100: Jim Gordon

[ofgctham]

My portrayal of Bruce is him being partially deaf and he may have lost a piece of his ear but the blast ruptured his ear. It’s the attack that Lady Arkham did to him. He saved Alfred but only at the cost of losing a piece of his ear and losing his hearing on that side.

That blast was quite loud in his ear. He starts taking up sign language in his spare time, Alfred being the one to teach Bruce sign language considering Alfred’s fluent in multiple languages,

Not a lot of people know that Bruce is partially deaf now and he would rather keep it that way than to let that information out to the world. Only a few selected people know in which it’s Alfred, Jim, Tiffany, and Lucius. Unfortunately, Lucius is no longer with them so only three people knows of his condition. Not even Harvey and Oswald knows of him being partially deaf.

Bruce knows he can’t keep it a secret any more longer and if somebody does find out, who knows what that person may do with that information? They may take advantage of this opportunity to hurt Bruce.

[frangipani-wanderlust]

Internal Affairs Investigator: Okay, but you verify all that stuff, right? I mean, you don't just put people in lockup without checking that they do, in fact, have a warrant, right?

Commissioner Gordon: Well, obviously. I actually do care about due process, and even if i didn't, it's too much liability not to.

Internal Affairs Investigator: Okay. That's basically just a warrant service with extra steps, I guess. But I am definitely going to need some alcohol now.

Commissioner Gordon: Welcome to Gotham PD. I know just the place.

Commissioner Gordon: If I shine this light into the sky, a man dressed like Dracula shows up.

Internal Affairs Investigator: I’m not sure how that’s a good use of tax doll-

Commissioner Gordon: He brings us lots of inadmissible evidence.

[notelasts]

for anyone that wants to write with my gotham muses but doesn’t want to write them within the dc universe, i do have “modern” verses for most of them!

jim & harvey - normal cops. jim is very dedicated to cleaning up the corruption in the gcpd, and harvey, while less dedicated than jim, is trying his best to help jim when he can

bruce - ceo of wayne enterprises. billionaire. orphan. the only thing that changes about bruce is that he’s not batman and he never will be batman.

selina - street kid & petty thief. she’s been arrested a few times but she always manages to escape. she’s friends with bruce and gets along begrudgingly with jim, harvey, and alfred

alfred - bruce’s butler and legal guardian. he’s been taking care of bruce since he was a baby, and he’s been working for the waynes since before bruce was born.

jeremiah - architect. he’s a consultant for wayne enterprises and he’s well known for rebuilding some of the older buildings in gotham to be stronger and more secure, as well as ensuring that they run on clean energy.

jerome - juvenile delinquent. he’s been in and out of juvie and jail his whole life. jim and harvey don’t like him much, and he doesn’t like them. he has very little respect for any authority figure and often causes chaos for chaos’ sake.

[forgivenfather]

tag drop

[coreofgold]

Oswald Cobblepot tag drop!

I am not a man to be trifled with. No. I am powerful. I am vicious. I'm King of Gotham! (Oswald interacts)

The Penguin (Oswald muses)

Trust is very hard to find in Gotham but I trust you Ed (Edward Nygma)

Don Falcone wanted you to shoot me you refused. Now don't you wish you had done it? (Jim Gordon)

[ofgctham]

When Jim got the news that a high profile actor was snatched off the streets, he cursed under his breath. "Oh for fuck's sake," He gritted out through his teeth. "Not on my watch." He took the case immediately, starting to track down the actor with most of his trusted police officers. It's bad enough that the actor has been missing for several hours and time is going by quickly.

"I'm at the location where the phone's last pinged." He spoke into the radio, looking around the surroundings. They managed to track the phone's last ping down and he figured that the actor must be nearby. He approached the fountain, a soft frown plastering across his face. "Commissioner Gordon, do you need backup?" An officer's voice crackled through the radio, "Not at the moment, no. Keep searching for any other clues, ask questions." Jim responded back firmly, keeping his ears open for any possible noises.

"Scott! If you can hear me, make some noise!" He called out rather loudly, still looking for any clues in the area he's currently in.

Open Starter ( wrong place, wrong time )

Scott had been missing for several HOURS. He never returned to his hotel earlier that night, and those who tried to reach out couldn't even get him to pick up his phone. How could he if it was thrown within the deep and murky depths of a fountain.

Quite a bold move it was to snatch a high profile actor. But high profile meant this guy was worth A LOT. It didn't help Scott didn't have any security with him. Being a guy with a strong 6'4' stature, it lead himself to believe he would be untouched. That couldn't be further from the truth.

Being stashed way in what looked to be a dark supply closet, the handle was, to no surprise, locked tight, not allowing any form of escape.

The actor's hands were tied behind his back, and his mouth taped shut. His head was still reeling from the effects of chloroform, and every movement felt as if he had just downed a whole bottle of alcohol. Was the room spinning? The actor stumbled, back against the wall, and he slid down to the floor.

Breath was quick, racing along with his heart that pounded with fear within his chest. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. Where is he...why is he here. His brain was a buzzing wasp nest. If only he was actually Bolt - the SUPERHERO that he played on TV.

Now....now... He was reduced down to nothing but a defenseless victim. Stiffening when he heard a noise in the distance, his eyes on his bruised face DARTED to a pipe that was just lying there.

Using his leg, he desperately tried to slide it over closer.

[assemb1e]

since i will be on a night shift (with nothing to do🤞) later and want to get this blog running, here is a starter call. please reply with the muse you want (or their emoji), and if you are a multi, who you want it for:

artemis of bana-mighdall🪓

emma frost ❄️

jessica cruz 💍

jennifer walters 🟩

jim gordon 🚬

kyle rayner 🎨

miles morales 🕸️

peter parker 🕷️

stephanie brown 🟪

yara flor ⚔️

[ofgctham]

i diagnose you with hot

incompetent intern hot

your coworkers have a crush on you. if they can even be called your coworkers because they're kinda above you. you sit at the bottom of the pecking order, but when the office sees you fumble another stack of papers or leave in a panicked hurry for the boss's coffee, they feel fond of you. they wanna straighten your permanantly askew tie and fix your hair for you, so maybe you'll get the recognition you deserve.

incompetent intern hot

your coworkers have a crush on you. if they can even be called your coworkers because they're kinda above you. you sit at the bottom of the pecking order, but when the office sees you fumble another stack of papers or leave in a panicked hurry for the boss's coffee, they feel fond of you. they wanna straighten your permanantly askew tie and fix your hair for you, so maybe you'll get the recognition you deserve.

math tutor hot

you're really not here for romance, at all. but whenever you actually interact with people, they're smitten with you. you might be usually overlooked, but for some reason whenever you're helping a peer who likely wasn't responsible enough to study like you told them to before the session, they're always paying rapt attention. you roll your eyes and lecture them whenever they seem distracted, staring at you or the floor instead of the textbook. but it's the moments where you raise an eyebrow, half impressed, and give them a quiet "good work" that makes you such a successful tutor. your praise is hard to come by, and people are certainly going to work to hear it again.

Tagged: @halfdent / thank you so much!!

Tagging: @question-marked , @nvincbl , @oceandeepling , @storybounded , & anybody else who wants to do this!

[ofgctham]

Jim's face faltered slightly as he took a huge deep breath, preventing himself from getting upset. Deep down inside, he's furious at the guy who tricked a boy into selling alcohol. "Of course..." He grunted out, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Kid, next time please don't help a stranger and please do not believe anybody who tells you anything that is not true."

"Where's your parents?" The commissioner questioned the boy with genuine concern, his eyebrows furrowing. He will definitely look into this man who apparently ran off for the boy to take the heat but right now, he's concerned for the boy.

@ofgctham ˗ˏˋ 🐕 -𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃 !

The  brunet  boy's  always  getting  caught  in  trouble  one  way  or  another  .  He  never  meant  any  harm  ,  he  only  strived  to  do  good  .   As  cruel  as  a  father  as  his  dad  was  Orel  wished  he  was  here  ,  because  at  least  back  home  his  father  was  the  mayor  and  could  bail  him  out  of  all  heaps  of  trouble. 

Orel  nods  .  Golly  this  cop  was  a  nice  guy  .  He  shifts  his  weight  onto  his  cane  ,  trying  to  relay  what  happened  in  his  head  as  he  began  to  just  let  it  tumble  out  of  his  mouth  . 

❝    Well  ,  see  there  was  this  guy  and  he  said  he  was  selling  '  Holy  Water  '  so  I  offered  to  help  him  !  Because  who  doesn't  want  to  sip  some  of  the  good  stuff  ?  ...  Only  turns  out  it  wasn't  good  stuff  .  'Cus  you're  fellow  ,  friendly  officers  came  over  and  said  it  was  actually  alcohol  and  the  man  I  was  helping  ran  off  .  Turns  out  this  stuff  isn't  listened  .  Gosh  .  ❞

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

Jason and Scruffy!verse reader doing kid things?

"So," Bruce asked, folding his arms and looking down at where the two of you were, seemingly working on homework while having a whisper screamed argument, "Why did you go see Santa?"

"Because that's what child-things do," Jason said solemnly.

"Child-things," you agree, nodding.

"Wha- you know what, No. I'm sure you think you're very funny. But no. You cannot ask Santa for grape flavor-aide and a switchblade." At 13 you should know better but then- neither of you LOOKED 13 which had probably only added to the 'creepy'.

"You did tell them to go do something," Alfred said, suppressing a smile with difficulty.

"Also we got a picture," Jason said cheerfully, handing it to Bruce. And indeed, Santa and his elves looked unnerved. Almost comically while both of you were plainly trying not to lose your shit laughing.

"You're both horrible," Bruce said shaking his head. "So after you traumatized a mall Santa-"

"We went to the petting zoo so I could pet a cow," you answer.

"And a goat. And we fed a reindeer," Jason added. "Oh. And a really fluffy rabbit."

"The cow's name was Rita. A+ cow. Wouldn't eat," you say, frowning at Jason's math homework and switching your pencil to the other hand to copy his handwriting.

"And?" Bruce prompted, eyes narrowing.

"Threw snowballs at some cops that were hassling a homeless guy," Jason said, "Pockets that was right before-"

"No it wasn't, your decimal was in the wrong place you were gonna send everything into the lake-"

"What Lake?" Bruce sighed.

"Pockets found plans for a catapault. We're gonna build it-"

"Absolutely not," Bruce said, "Stop distracting me from-"

"Are you really gonna yell at us for not getting caught?"

"You did get caught," Bruce said, not sure who instigated it and wondering if he could just ground both of you. "Jim Gordon just called and said two kids matching your description were interfering-"

"With what? An unethical quota system or the bonding rituals of people who peaked in high school and took gym class too seriously?" you ask blandly.

Bruce looked at Alfred for help and the butler simply shrugged. It was always refreshing watching his employers' children run circles around him. And for all the cherubic sweetness of both your faces and your contentment to do engineering for fun... well. Faced with both of you he was a bit outmatched. "Next time you throw snowballs-"

"You're right, Bruce. Next time we'll just throw bricks," Jason mused turning to you, "Do you thing we could build really small catapults and-"

And with nothing more to say, All Bruce could do was turn and walk away. Following Alfred who had had to leave swiftly to avoid losing his composure entirely.

"Child-things?" Bruce asked, shutting the door to the library.

"I couldn't begin to say, sir," Alfred said taking the picture from his hand, "But I do know this is the best Santa picture I've ever seen."

[sioraiocht]

;;New Muse Starter Call

Like this for a starter from one of my newly added muses? Please specify who you'd like! I'm working through their bios now but I'm just too excited to get writing them to wait until they're all done - the bios that have been done so far can be viewed by clicking on the name! ❤️

Deadpool

Wolverine

Jim Gordon

Doctor Strange

Mary Jane Watson

Sarah Rogers

[notelasts]

plotting call for my newest muses. like this and i’ll approach you for plotting. please have an idea of what you want to do when i approach you.

alfred pennyworth - gotham.

james “jim” gordon - gotham.

harvey bullock - gotham.

selina kyle - gotham.

the joker - the dark knight.

ronan lynch - the raven cycle.

jason “j.d.” dean - heathers the musical

[radarsteddybear]

-Artie reads them voraciously as they are published, picking apart faulty logic and deductions that simply wouldn’t work in the real world.

-Jim doesn’t understand why he keeps reading them.

-Artie gets really excited about the more clever bits though.

-Jim picks up one of the books that Artie left lying around the train one day when Artie is out. He recognizes one of Artie’s disguises as coming straight out of its pages.

However, if he were to ever meet the famed detective in person, they would take turns delighting each other with their various disguises and detective work.

Artemus Gordon would have a love/hate relationship with the Sherlock Holmes books but he and Holmes would absolutely be besties

[jewelstole]

bruz3r asked: 💬 + jim gordon Send 💬 + [character name] for my muse to talk about that character!

" not very good at playing cat and mouse. he likes to break rules. " and she would smirk. oh , that smirk. " i like it when he doesn't intervene. it's more fun that way. " she'd admit with a sigh. " if only these boys knew how to keep their nose out of a girl's business. "

[lollipencil]

In The Pale Moonlight: What If....Blood Moon Sons?

A while ago, I read The "Only" Blood Son, then I suddenly remembered it and went "You know what would be interesting?" so, @harleyification, let's hope I'm right.

Enjoy and be gentle ---

They all stared blankly at the Bat-Computer. At the impossibility it showed.

"It's not correct," Marc stated in Steven's utter shock, "It can't be." "Si, run it again, Steven," Jake urged quickly. Wordlessly, without his eyes moving off the screen, Steven did as he was told. And kept rerunning it.

It was at the end of the thirty second test that someone finally came down.

"Boys?" Bruce's gentle voice drifted from behind. "How...?" Steven couldn't finish, just sagged in his chair and breathed deeply. "How what? What's wrong?" Steven couldn't even speak, just pointed at the batcomputer.

The hiss of Bruce's gasp echoed through the cave. "I don't understand," his voice wavered, but it never did that, "I've never been to Chicago. There is no way this could have happened." After that, the next thing they knew was when Alfred was gently pressing a hot chocolate into their hands. "I believe that I might know what's happened," he admitted once Marc had taken a large gulp, "Although, Commisioner Gordon will know more details."

---

Jim Gordon looked at the paper in his hands with a haunted expression. He opened his mouth, only to close it and sigh through his nose heavily. Finally, he looked up at the two men seated in front of him. "Mr Wayne, have you ever heard of the Purestone clinic?" he rasped quietly.

"Vaguely, it was sometime ago," Bruce shuffled awkwardly in place, "I only recently remembered because Alfred kept a record." "It was run by the Rollins family. Apparently, they had the bright idea of-" Commisioner Gordon paused, glancing at the exhaustion on Marc's face briefly, "they thought that not enough of Gotham's elite were having kids. So, they made the clinic, made it attractive to wealthy clientele, and planned to send out the collected samples to other cities. Men from their family would monitor all who used the samples 'provided' and, one day, reveal them and hold them for ransom."

Jim only just avoided flinching at the sheer fury that radiated from Bruce. "They were going to breed hostages," he stated, each word layered with faux-calm. "Yes. We'd thought that they'd been taken down before any samples were sent out, but, I guess... Mr Spector-Wayne?"

Marc blinked as if startled for a moment: "Yeah?" "I understand that you've heard this countless times, but I have to ask. Can you recall anything new about how you ended up in Gotham?" He sighed, "No, it's still the same. I'm in my bedroom, then in the alleyway."

Jim nodded and opened an email: "Admittedly both cases are likely going to be reopened, given this new evidence linking them." "Should we do a press conference?" Marc suddenly asked. "Might be best," Bruce mused outloud, "this will likely become public knowledge no matter what we do. At least, we can reveal it on our terms."

Jim just nodded as he finished up his email. "Are you ok if the GCPD also attend? The public will likely demand all the details, not to mention the news outlets." "Yes, that would be ideal. I'll have my team contact you. Thank you for your time." "Of cource, and, um," Jim hesitated as Bruce and Marc pause at the door to his office, "congratulations, I guess?"

A bit of warmth grew in their eyes as Bruce silently nodded in thanks. As the door closed, Jim sighed again.

Time to get to work.