#corruptedarkness

[smoslilguys]

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“How long have you been here?” He finally asked, lowering his binoculars but not yet bothering to shift his gaze from his stake out. He’d been at this for a few hours now. After bugging the place so he could hear every conversation that the henchmen were having, Tim settled down in a building across from them and waited for the information he needed to be leaked. Even hours later, he hadn’t let his guard down for a moment. Quickly noticing Batman’s presence behind him. “Pull up a chair. It’s probably the most boring reality show I’ve ever witnessed.” He joked. 

[dancingwithghcsts]

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“What’s with the box?” Pam looked at it with a mixture of amusement and concern at the box sitting on the kitchen table. She knew better than to just open something that belonged to Harley, if not just because it could easily be explosive. “If it’s food for the boys, there’s room in the freezer.” She couldn’t help but wrinkle her nose slightly. She didn’t like the idea of handling raw meat -- despite a popular misconception, she wasn’t actually a vegetarian, but the huge slabs of…well, she hoped it was something like steak -- were certainly unappetizing, to say the least.

[ofdisharmcny]

Closed Starter for @corruptedarkness​ | Sirius & Severus

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     “You’ve got to be joking” Sirius uttered under his breath as he spotted a figure in the distance that he would have recognised anywhere. Severus Snape. Luckily, Sirius had been out to get some air but still, he was too close to home for comfort. Time to lead his old nemesis astray - and fast. “Why don’t you crawl back down into whatever hole you came from, Snivellus?” he baited the other, having caught up to him quickly in his animagus form. A man stood before Severus, now, however and looked upon him with disgust. “What brings you to the countryside? Were you hoping to find one of your brethren out here in the pigstys?” 

[chandeliersintheforest]

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“Lucius, if this is some form of intimidation - “ Andromeda began shaking her head. “This is my place of work, st. mungos is neutral ground and i’m helping everyone, I have no side.” she reiterated. Just because Ted was part of the order of phoenix didn’t mean she also followed him. She treated both sides at the hospital, it didn’t matter to her, only how stupid this war was.

[farewcllwanderlvst]

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❛  will you please tell me what happened?  ❜

bruce and the word SECRETIVE pretty much had the same meaning. dick had come to expect this from his mentor, the man who adopted him, his family--- expecting it hardly meant he liked it though. in fact dick kind of detested it. especially considering that same secretive nature put bruce in danger and thinking he could handle it alone. his old man was a bit crazy in that way, but he wouldn’t be bruce without that paranoia. the same way dick wouldn’t be dick without his needling. “i just want to help bruce.” he continued to insist. 

[disastri]

𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 @corruptedarkness​ 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐀𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞

            Florence was working late in the shop, as she so often did on restless nights, finding that the time passed faster when her fingers were working, when she heard the front door open and close. Her first instinct was to pick up the shears she had been working with, quietly approaching the entrance of the shop prepared to defend herself should she needed to. It was only upon spotting her guest that she slammed the shears down on the counter and sighed. “Ambrose, you can’t keep doing this. We talked about this.” 

[forgettingmenot]

Holiday starter for John Con - @corruptedarkness

[ COCOA ] for sender and receiver to get hot chocolate at a winter festival.

Zatanna smiled as she took the cup of cocoa from John, the streets buzzing with vendors and Christmas activities. She was surprised with him and she was actually having a really good time. He’d promised her the outing wouldn’t come with strings which is the only reason she agreed. “John?” she asked waiting for him to look at her. She kissed his cheek lightly. “Thank you...I really needed this.” 

[jokers-boytoy]

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It had been so long since either Oswald or him had any time for each other, but finally they had put aside a few days to focus on each other and their relationship. Harley showed up to the Iceburg  Lounge in his best suit, a dark red velvet with black bowtie and shoes. In his arms he held a long box, a gift for his beloved kingpin that he had custom made.

“Pengy~” Harley said with a bright smile when the other came out of the office and came over to steal a much needed kiss. “I’ve missed you my love, got this for you.” He opened the long box to reveal a new cane. It had a silver penguin head handle with ruby eyes. “It’s a sword cane!”

[try-to-wcke-up]

(( @corruptedarkness continued from X ))

Scarface and Penn seemed to exchange a glance at Oswald’s inquiry. Arthur was tense with an odd anger, one that felt so familiar and yet so foreign. All this time he had kept it to himself, he had locked his anger away for the sake of Mr. Cobblepot and where had it gotten him? “I suppose ya could say that.” Scarface spoke rather than Arthur, who steadily turned to look back at Oswald. “Praise is hardly the problem here, pal.” The mafioso continued, “Penn told me all about ya and what ya did to ‘im.” 

Arthur’s jaw seemed to clench as he listened to Scarface confront Oswald. He had cared for the other, considered him a friend but the kingpin had left him for dead. Though he can’t say he is surprised that Oswald didn’t see the wrong of his ways. “You never can do wrong. Isn’t that right, Mr. Cobblepot?” Penn inquired at last, a deep frown crossing his features. “It’s always the fault of those around you.” 

[nxgmaus]

"You said we'd leave this place in dust"

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‘ gotham deserves to burn. never has a city been so indifferent, FORGETFUL … and blind. ’ the tall man spit, taking a step toward oswald. his colorful cloth of showman demeanor momentarily faded, revealing but raw emotions, bitterness and indignation.

only, it returned to the gotham villain’s face like the lens flare of his glasses as he wiped clean the smudges and placed it back on the tall bridge of his nose. he grinned, ‘ only, it should burn in the most EXTRAORDINARY way. by men who know of its sins, its discontent – men whom it’s underestimated … ’ he stared into the penguin’s eyes, ‘ … whom it’s overlooked and pushed aside … this time it won’t forget. this time it will see us for WHO. we. are —- if it’s the last thing it sees dancing in the flames. ’

[justyouraverageocs]

Jemma “Yeah the people that you choose to surround yourself with says a lot about you.” She then took a drink of her alcohol and hummed slightly “mmm that’s good” she said before nodding “I wouldn’t have slept, I would of Barricade myself in my house and if he had came, then he wouldn’t have left unscathed or even alive possibly” she then took a bite of her food “now this is really good, I can see why you’re still in business” she joked softly and wiped at her mouth.

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justyouraverageocs‌:

Jemma shrugged “I guess not, hopefully I’ll make better friends in the future. Ones to hold my hair back if puke, punch a guys lights out, and stuff like that.” She removed her jacket since it was a little warm in there which showed off her tattoos. “Thank you, this went better than I had hoped for. I was worried that I wouldn’t be believe and he would of kept my wallet and done god know else. Gotham really isn’t the best place to be walking home at night”

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(I believe the mad hatter text with the pocket watch is on her thigh)

Oswald looked at the other nodding his head “One’s friends say a lot about you, or so somebody once said” he replied nodding his head taking brief notice of her tattoos making mental pictures of them all. “Of course, it isn’t there are too many villains running around and with someone with your stolen information I mean how in the world would you have slept with such a vile thing floating around the streets of Gotham. Not all people are as kind as me”

[darkkasnight]

Dick’s surprised when he sees Penguin  standing at the entrance of Gotham PD’s  headquarters - he’d been doing some  freelance work for Jim Gordon on the side,  the workaholic that he was he’d rather be taking  on extra cases than starting at his bedroom wall  driving himself crazy. He’d never really had any  interaction as Dick Grayson with Penguin apart from  that one time he’d gotten himself in the middle of a  hold-up during one of Bruce’s never-ending balls  - but apart from that fiasco, he’d only ever dealt  with the man in his masked persona as Robin.  “Can I help you,” he asks, coming to stand beside him.

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[dancingwithghcsts]

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​“Listen to me!” Cami lifted her chin to look up at Eddie, her eyes narrowed. “I’ve told you, Eddie, we shouldn’t--” She paused and corrected herself. “We can’t do this again. I’m not saying I regret it. Because I don’t.” Eddie, for the first time in a long time, had made her feel like…well, herself. More than just a mother. More than just the wife of a rockstar. Eddie had always seen her for exactly who she was, without the layers that other people added to her like paint on the wall of an old house. 

“But we…we just can’t, okay?” Even if it was tempting. When she was with Eddie, when he looked at her the way he was now -- she could forget how much it hurt to love someone who loved her because of the ties that bound them, not because he simply couldn’t help himself. For Eddie, she wasn’t a choice. She was an inevitability, albeit one that he couldn’t -- or at least shouldn’t -- have. “Billy is your friend,” she said, almost pleading. “Isn’t he? You’re like family. And he is my family. He’s my husband. He’s the father of my child. I can’t…we can’t do this to him again.”

[ofdisharmcny]

Closed Starter for @corruptedarkness​ | Nate & Martin

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    It was second nature to Nate to listen more than he spoke, to observe the world around him and meticulously tune out all but the fine details - the ones that mattered - so that he could ensure he had all of the facts. He didn’t wish to go wasting his dramatic re-entry into the life of his childhood nemesis on some nobody, after all.  Picking the right moment had been hard, however, and growing tired of lurking in the shadows Nate had decided that today was the day. “Now, now…” a sly smirk grew as he stepped closer, half expecting the other not to recognise him - which was kind of the entire point. “Don’t tell me that you forgot about me after all of these years, little penguin” he drawled, the taunt lacking the mocking tone that it had the last time they had seen one another., replaced now by a sparked curiosity for what the other might do. Martin had always been the only person that could allude Nathaniel, after all, and as infuriating as that was…it was intriguing, too. “That would just hurt my feelings”

[creaturesofchaos]

Closed Starter for @corruptedarkness​ | Dick x Bruce

“Bruce” Dick addressed the man that had raised him as he stepped into the Batcave. “You asked for me” he stated, stopping at the bottom of the steps. He had sent a letter rather than relying on comms which had led Dick to believe that whatever Bruce had wanted to discuss was not urgent and therefore he had come as soon as there was a gap in his schedule but not a moment sooner. “What’s going on? Is everything alright?”

[smoslilguys]

@corruptedarkness​ - Prompt from here​

“It’s a game. first you learn the system and then you learn the system was designed to be cheated.” He paused, “Right? Is that how you’re going to explain it away? You can’t just cheat, Batman. That’s not fair!” Edward screamed down at him from across the room. Hands gripping the railing tightly. The metal cooling his warmed gloves from the embarrassment and anger he was feeling. He hadn’t gone through all of his riddles the way he wanted to at all. He skipped to the end, as if he had better things to do. Was Joker more important to him? Two-Face? Bane? Who else had Batman’s attention tonight? 

“Fine! You want to cheat? Then we’ll have to play a different game.” He announced, letting go of the railing dramatically and backing up from it. Throwing his hands up as he spoke. Each movement radiated with flare. His body acted with the charisma of a game-show host, but his voice was dripping with mania. “Riddle me this! I eat, I live. I breathe, I live. I drink, I die. What am I?“ Not his finest work but it would have to do for now. He quickly took out a match and lit it before dropping it to the ground below the catwalk where he stood. Within an instant, the ground lit ablaze and the smell of gasoline hit the air with the smoke. “I’m disappointed in you!” He screamed down before taking a moment to get a hang of himself. Rolling his shoulders and shaking out his hands. “Disappointed but not surprised.”