#and now that’s happened! to Oswald!

[markerofthemidnight]

so tell me about this hatchetfield oc you have

Ok so I’ve had him for literally not even two hours at this point so it’s subject to change, but his name is Oswald.

His main inspiration was Mortimer Grey from Dreams of an Insomniac (or the fanon version of him, at least), though he also pulls from similar characters such as Alastor from Hazbin Hotel.

His story (so far- again, subject to change) is that he used to be a member of the Church of the Starry Children back in the Waylon era. A literal Starry Child, that is, as he was just a kid back then.

I haven’t decided yet if he’s actually a Waylon or just the son of one of their followers, but regardless, he was a member of that devoted little family just like anyone else.

Or at least he was, until the Hatchetmen came for them, and one by one massacred his family, and all he could do was run and hide.

(note: I’m pretty sure it was never stated when exactly that took place but if anyone has a specific date please tell me in case I need to change this)

As the Hatchetmen searched the house, the poor young Oswald, who was probably around 10 or 11 at that time, could only cower and pray that the gods he had worshipped his whole life would save him.

And, in a rare moment of mercy for the Lords in Black, they intervened.

One member of the Starry Children was never found during the attack on Waylon Hall. Just disappeared into thin air… or perhaps, into the Black.

Decades later, in the modern day, a strange man- looking to be no older than about his mid-20s yet dressed like some sort of stereotypical, monochrome magician, and with a speech pattern even more outdated than his outfit- appeared in Hatchetfield.

A man going by a name that hadn’t been heard in years.

The main concept behind Oswald was basically just “what if Miss Holloway, but reminiscent of the 1920s-40s instead”. He’s very rubberhose-cartoony.

There’s a lot of parallels between the two, as well: Holloway is associated with music, and Oswald is associated with art. Holloway has plenty of identities, whereas Oswald has none.

Holloway’s relationship with the Lords in Black is very parasitic since she’s basically just using their powers for her own needs and they get nothing (but entertainment, that is).

Oswald’s relationship with his ‘uncles’, as he calls them, is far more symbiotic. Wherever he goes, they follow, in a way. Though I should stress that he’s not a bad person by nature: rather, he was made a bad person by his upbringing.

Yes, he does their bidding and also finds murder funny, but that’s because he was conditioned to. And he also doesn’t understand why anyone would hate his uncles, but like… of course he doesn’t! They literally saved his life!

Anyways, that’s Oswald. Any further questions or corrections about lore inconsistencies or such… well, my ask box is always open!

[bpdpenguin]

yet another cartoonishly evil thing i can explain I CAN SHUT UP!!!

first of all, this show is an exaggeration of itself at this point. we should just acknowledge that before anything else. but i do have actual things to say about this lol

let's be clear here, this is an absolute batshit decision from the writers. the song is pure camp. but the rest of it has some actual grounding.

penguin wants power, respect, and adoration. all things lacking from all the times he's been underestimated. he saw an opportunity to take gotham (fortune favors the bold!) and he took it. he grabbed power. he can force respect. he can be the sole provider of ammunition in his now ruined city.

now adoration on the other hand... he cannot grab or force that.

he's not talking about love here. he's talking about adoration. he may NEED love, but he's acting on his WANT.

ed's right here (i mean he shouldn't have said it about HIMSELF on the penguin-suffers-but-ultimately-gets-whatever-he-wants show) and it's a DIRECT result of his mother spoiling him.

oswald craves love but doesn't know how to give it. this was at the core of his and edward's initial conflict, this is something ed saw in him. he puts himself first. he grew last season in terms of martin, in terms of edward, but they are the exceptions to the rule. he valued his own revenge over his friendship with butch.

and so he starts season 5 with no friends, by his own hands. and it's different from all the way back in season one. he only had himself before. now he has less than nothing. he only wanted power then. now it's all he has. and it's corrupting. "i was not a good friend, to you or to anyone, it's why i'm alone." he's spiraling and everyone in gotham is collateral.

...speaking of adoration, let's talk about ed.

the reason oswald "fell for" ed was because he saw someone who would give himself entirely to him. ed is always desperate for the approval of authority figures. it's why he prioritizes finding "an enemy or a teacher" when he's trying to claim his identity. it's why he attaches himself to both oswald and lee.

if ed hadn't caught onto the cruelty and betrayal of trust with isabella, penguin would've used him the same way.

ed craves love but doesn't know how to recieve it. this was also present in their initial conflict. the reason ed shot os is because he couldn't face the truth of being in love with him. of being just like the man who took his girlfriend's life (how many partner's love interests has he himself tried to kill again?) the most repressed man in gotham city 💚

[r0setyler]

thinking about the roses on this makes me -

[mysecretwindowuniverse]

1x10 | Lovecraft

'I'll find your mole for you. Trust me - he'll belong to Fish'

[antisolanum]

Oh my god Ozz cares about Vic so much it hurts

[aerithisms]

i think the weirdest 2013 discourse brained doctor who take i've seen is people who came back to watch capaldi era, realised it's good and that they really like the twelveclara dynamic, identify all the things that are compelling about it but then say "moffat doesn't know he did this though." bc they can't budge from the position that he's a hack so they have to convince themselves it's, like, only accidentally good

[mimiscappinisideblog]

Imagine: Oswald (Alfred Molina fancast, hehe) in a serious meeting.

Everyone in the meeting is terrified of him, his mere presence makes them all weak at the knees. Too scare of even looking at his direction afraid they'll catch his gaze.

They were too scared in fact that not one said anything or even told him about the kiss mark on his cheek.

[ossydrawsthingz335]

i find it funny that so many adults talk about how bad the internet is for teens but like ive made so many more friends because of the internet and like the internet made me so much more confident in my art and myself

like of course theres bad ppl on the internet. theres bad ppl irl. bad ppl exist. its crazy i know.

the only age group that shouldnt be on the internet is little kids. like 8-7-etc years old.

[meep-meep-richie]

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[infernothechaosgod]

You know since I've seen people talk abt how they see oswald diffrently depicted any time he shows up and share some headcanons and takes on him I thought id share mine too

I like to imagine oswald's voice wasnt this close to normal and a raspy even, he wanted to be taken more seriously when angry + stand out more from others so he purposfuly made his voice like that

At this point its his defult voice, kinda how an actor sometimes does the gag/a part of an act out of play bc he's so used to it after practicing or playing out a role for a huge amount of time

His oryginal voice was (unlike mickey's) very gentle and soft, if he were to sing or humm any kind of song it would almost always sound like a lullaby but also it would be easy to miss him saying something if he didnt rise his voice

Accualy his first voice was pretty gentle too (well for the time being, comparing to mickeys "hot dog" at least)

Oswald is Just a cool character to think about

I honestly dont know when I came up with that or how But I like it, its one of those things you like, you forget you made it up and then feel a little happier when you remember it was you who came up with it

Unless there is someone else who said that But If there was I missed them

[unwritten-fanfiction]

Idea for Doctor Who story:

The adventures of plastic Rory guarding his Pandora box, Captain Jack Harkness, Me (meaning Ashildr, not me as in I), various Claras, and various Susan Triads, throughout the centuries.

I have no idea what they'd do. Probably fight off aliens trying to hurt humans, and fight off humans trying to hurt aliens.

Maybe they can run into little Melody Pond in the 30 year gap between when she escaped the Silence in New York and when she met her child parents. Who knows, maybe one of these guys brought Mels to England. Plastic Rory happened before the River/Melody reveal if my memory doesn't betray me, so that'd be a thing between Rory and Mels.

[dandelionjack]

continuing yesterday’s discussion, the only card-carrying hypocrite in this house is, apparently, me. why do i resent how river (and to a lesser extent amy) are written to have their whole lives revolve around the doctor, but it’s completely fine by me when clara’s whole life does too? no idea. drawing from my own previous opinions i should hate the impossible girl arc. however, for some inexplicable reason, it fascinates me in a way the others didn’t. after all, consistency doesn’t really matter when discussing a show that doesn’t value it

but i do have an answer of sorts. the fact remains that clara’s s7b arc is not gender specific. she could have, in a hypothetical gender-neutral world, been the impossible boy, and nothing would have changed plotwise (the touches of sexist attitude towards her bear no relevance on the narrative). amy, on the other hand, with her schroedinger’s pregnancy, marriage dilemma (‘should i take my husband’s name?’) and ‘love triangle’, as well as river’s highly sexualised ‘wife’ role, are gender-specific and therefore misogynistic. yes, you could say that being the impossible girl makes clara a “manic pixie dream girl”, unrelatable to the average viewer and a Walking Plot Device, predestined by fate itself to meet the doctor, etc etc, but that doesn’t fall under sexism, and it’s not out of place in a series in which moving the story forward takes priority over anything else. nobody says this stuff about rose, despite her bad wolf impossible goddess of time arc being in fact quite similar! tl;dr obviously i haven’t gotten to later seasons yet, and my thoughts on her might change, but for now i stand by clara oswald. her arc coheres. her unreality makes her real

[catboytwelve]

Someone has to ask Steven Moffat if he chose 4 and a half billion years for heaven sent by randomly picking a big ass number or by googling the earth's age bc the more I think about the possibility of the latter being the case the more I want to scream into the void.

[eclipsecrowned]

if i had a nickel for every time i was encouraged to roleplay a canon guy i actively crave to ship with my oc, i'd have so many nickels. it keeps happening. i have so many nickels and so few ships.

[divinekangaroo]

just enough to let me drown - pettiot - Peaky Blinders (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

Ch 1 | Ch 2 | Ch 3 | Ch 4 | (Ch 5)

During S6-E5, starting with Tommy meeting Diana at the narrowboat, how he gets back to Arrow, that particular Dinner, through to Tommy returning home after dropping Jack Nelson off at the train.

Tommy was running out of women who didn’t look like other women. If Lizzie found out, he’d have only redheads left to fuck in his old age.

No. No old age. Only this.

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Diana Mitford/Tommy Shelby, Diana Mitford/Oswald Mosley, Past Oswald Mosley/Tommy Shelby, Tommy Shelby/Lizzie Stark, Past Oswald Mosley/Lizzie Stark, Jack Nelson, Charles Strong, Small Heath Sex Worker, David the Butler, Frances | Reference to Incest, Dehumanisation, Cigarette Burns, Disassociation, Racism, Class Issues, Intrusive Thoughts, Extremely Dubious Consent, Post Rationalisation, Flashbacks, Dyfunctional Relationship, Self Harm, Oral Trauma, Trauma, Plausible Deniability, Close POV/Unreliable Narration, Horrible Dinner Parties, Prostitution, Shame, Hurt/Comfort, Eating Inedible Objects, Vomiting, Pre-Seizure Markers, Where Fascism becomes a Personally Targetted Sexual Nightmare, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Falling Off the Wagon, Unreliable Memory, Hoarding, Orgasm Control, Innuendo, Ethnic Slurs, Trying (so fucking hard!) to Communicate (emotion is the enemy of oratory!), Spiralling, Purposeful Ambiguity, Failed Love Confession/s, Bullying, Verbal Humiliation, Mixing Medication and Alcohol, Alcoholism, 1930s Pop Culture References

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[capybaraonabicycle]

Impossible Women

A theory or headcanon or call it a fic if you want - about what happened to the astronaut of Lake Silencio after the deed was done (yes, this is angsty; you were warned in the subtitle)

Halfway back into the lake River realises that the suit is about to shut down. It takes a while to grasp the full meaning of that as she is quite shaken up - having just shot the Doctor who is suddenly also her husband now in an alternative timeline because she broke time and maybe he isn't dead but who knows if that is actually true or she is halluzinating by now and she really needs a long sleep and time to think this all over - but then she realises that a) a shut down suit means her air will run out BUT b) it also means she will be able to move of her own accord again BUT c) the heavy suit will keep her at the bottom of the lake rendered useless and she has to get out asap if she wants to survive.

So she does just that, forces herself out of the suit by pure unbending Pond-Williams-willpower like she did as a child, uses her respiratory bypass to not choke in the meantime and swims up to the surface. She looks back to see whether older-her will shoot at her again but everybody on shore is too busy mourning the Doctor to notice her. She knows it will not stay that way. They will hunt her - whoever 'they' are, be it the Silence, the time agents, or the Judoon - sooner rather than later. She has just killed the Doctor, at least that is what the universe has to believe. She cannot go back to Luna, they would imprison her immediately. She can't go anywhere. And yes, she realises that she probably has to go to prison to completely sell the lie, to save her Doctor. But by hell will she not go willingly. She will run, as far and as fast as she can.

She sets out to swim to shore and start on the running, when out of nowhere a hand appears, almost punching her in the face. It belongs to a young, brunette woman with impossibly large eyes and is reached out as if to help her.

"Grab on" the woman whispers and River does what any confused, sapphic woman would do in this situation: she takes the hand. As soon as she does, the background behind the woman wobbles and twists like a curtain is pulled back and then River can see a diner swimming on the lake, the woman kneeling in the entrance door.

"This will not be huge on dignity" the woman warns, attempting to pull River into the diner.

River, however, has gathered herself enough by now to wave her off and tell her to stay back. Then she heaves herself into the diner - rather gracefully if she says so herself. The other woman seems impressed and River lets her know it'll take more than some kidnapping, manipulating, time breaking and loss of her husband to render her incapable of handling herself and that she feels she is still more than able to defeat the other woman and any of her associates should they have come to take her to prison.

"We're friends of the Doctor's" the woman reassures her. "We know him in the future. I am Clara. Come along, I will introduce you to Ash."

The diner turns out to be a TARDIS and Ash - or Ashildr - turns out to be a rubbish pilot. The Doctor is nowhere to be seen but River understood on entering that this was not their TARDIS, so she didn't really expect him to.

"Where is the Doctor?" she asks once she has taken over from Ashildr and is flying them into the time vortex.

"We don't travel with him anymore" Clara says. She is eyeing River's maneuvers critically but doesn't complain. "But we knew him after his time with you."

"So he does have a future" River murmurs, hoping the two others don't notice her small sigh of relief.

"He does" Clara agrees. "You didn't shoot him back there. Only the teselecta."

River doesn't understand what they want from her then, why they have come for her. When she voices that, Clara smiles brightly.

"We just wanted to offer you a lift" she explains. "And ask you to stay with us. They will be looking for you all over the universe, in all time zones. You just killed the Doctor. Everyone everywhere and everywhen will be hunting for you. If you want to run, a TARDIS might come in handy."

"And nevertheless you want me on your team?" River asks, incredulous. Clara nods vigorously but Ashildr doesn't seem that taken with River. She is very quiet, keeping to the back. It seems like she is going along with this only for Clara's sake.

"As I said, we are friends of the Doctor's" Clara repeats. "And you're his wife. Of course we want to help you out. What do you say?"

River would never pass on the opportunity to travel in her own TARDIS with two badass women and she tells them so. The fact that she has no other place to go, either, hangs between them unspoken.

River enjoys travelling with Clara and Ashildr immediately. She does not like them at first but it is convenient and it is fun and definitely better than rotting away in prison.

She does not like Ashildr because Ashildr doesn't like anyone herself - except for Clara perhaps and she likes to show that. That makes it difficult to get closer to her. River doesn't mind, they can live together just as well without caring for another.

She does not like Clara because that woman is positively insane and annoyingly righteous in spite of it. It takes her about a day to understand that Clara is not the goody two-shoes bubbly princess she tries to present herself as and a few more to understand just how unhinged the woman is. And yet she has that annoying entitlement of a 'good person' complete with the stubborn insistence on telling people River has threatened with a gruesome deaths that River 'didn't mean it that way'. As if you would pronounce death threats to strangers without meaning them.

Clara is a very good kisser, though and River has to admit it is intriguing to see what madness she will come up with next. She assumes the feeling is mutual. They bicker and they fight and they aggressively make out after and about a month in, River is head over heels for her. She assumes that feeling is mutual as well.

What is surprising is how much Clara wants to talk about the Doctor, how often she asks her about him. Not just about their relationship or their time together. Even things as banal as how he performs certain mannerisms or how he takes his tea intrigue her. And she speaks of him solely in the past. It is almost as if she is talking about a fictional being, a mystical creature. As if she didn't know him at all. Sometimes River wonders whether they told her the truth and are really friends with the Doctor or whether this is some kind of weird, pointless charade.

"Do you want to know why she always asks about the Doctor?" Ashildr appears one night in her door, alone, wearing that same, just slightly detached expression she often sports. When River confirms, she leads her away to a room deep in the TARDIS.

It is a study, filled to the brim with manuscripts and paintings and drawings - many of the Doctor. It doesn't look much different to her office at Luna.

"This is her memory" Ashildr answers to River's silent question. "I used to have one, too, myself, at least I think I did. I can't be too certain."

"I don't understand" River admits.

"Clara is well over 200 now" Ashildr explains. "And I don't even know how old I am."

"Well, you're looking good" River tries to lighten the mood but of course it fails.

"Spare me the flirting" Ashildr huffs. "We are immortal but we have human brains. In Clara's case a dead human brain. We can't retain memory forever."

"So she tries to put it all down" River understands, running her hand over a painting of the Doctor. There is another man on the canvas next to him, older, gray curls, impressive eyebrows. She briefly wonders if he was another companion, she thinks she sees him on several of the drawings, too. "Catalogue him, study him. So she won't forget."

"You know why we picked you up that day?" Ashildr asks and River takes the question as silent confirmation. "We went to one of your tutorials for Professor Summerfield's lecture on the Doctor. When Clara found out such a study existed she immediately wanted to go. We snuck in, sat in the back. I think Clara just wanted to test her memory and find out mistakes in your approach. Feel like she still knew him better. Only halfway through she realised who you were."

River raises an eyebrow.

"Of course she knew you" Ashildr explains. "She met you, actually, there is a whole volume on you somewhere on that shelf over there. To be honest she is giving your hair too much credit in it, it is not that impressive."

"Must be in my future" River murmurs. "I don't remember meeting her before. Or you."

"Well, she didn't remember you either, had completely forgotten about you" Ashildr shrugs. "But when we were back in the TARDIS she pulled out that book and then we did some research. Found out the best possibility to pick you out of your time stream. So here we are."

"Clara sneakily employed me as a teacher on the Doctor under the guise of helping me escape?" River summarises with an incredulous laugh. "The audacity!"

"Only it won't work" Ashildr says. "Not in the long run. She can repeat the memories as much as she wants, that just hollows them out. And one day she will realise that she doesn't remember the important part. How exactly his voice sounded, the exact way he smiled. She will have a bunch of cold images and empty data and borrowed stories from you. Without new memories the old ones just fade. Trust me. I know what I am talking about."

River is tempted to say she is sorry but she knows better and bites her tongue.

"And the moment she realises that" Ashildr heaves a sigh and River is surprised by the display of emotion, "she will go back to Gallifrey and reinsert herself into her timeline. Clara will not risk forgetting the Doctor competely - she has fought too hard and she is too stubborn and she loves him too much to let that happen."

She looks onto the canvas with the grey haired man, her mouth a bitter line. "The universe gave me someone I could bear eternity with and she won't stay with me."

"I know this doesn't sounds very helpful right now" River starts slowly. "But I do know another immortal. His name is Jack -"

"- Harkness, I know" Ashildr chuckles. "You cross him eventually when you live through all of human history. I think we spent some time together, too, I can't quite remember. I guess we didn't work out finally or maybe he wasn't that immortal after all. He didn't make it until the end of the universe with Me at least. Don't know whether I want to repeat that."

"I have got a plan, though. For when Clara goes back to the trap street" Ashildr says after a while. "I am not immortal, not really. I could be killed."

River cocks her head. "Are you asking me to kill you?"

"Would you do it?"

River tries to put as much warmth into the words and her smile as she can. "Of course."

"Good." Ashildr looks around the room. "I should get you away from here, now."

"I suppose, I can't read any of this" River says reluctantly. It is tempting, to see for herself in the memories of another woman that the Doctor really is okay, that he lives on. But she knows she mustn't. Spoilers.

"It was inevitable from the beginning" Ashildr says in the hallway. "Clara and Me. How we would end up. And I knew that. But I am glad we did it. The travelling. The running. Going the long way round. And I am glad we picked you up. Kind of like one last pit stop on the way."

It should offend River to be described that way but she can't bring herself to mind. Maybe Ashildr is right. Maybe there is a time to stop running, to stop resisting, after all. Even for herself. Maybe not just yet, but eventually.

There is a prison cell waiting for her.