#gotham lucius fox

[connorntofficial]

Gotham is crazy because it had these two have the most sexual chemistry ive ever seen on screen and never explained it. its literally every scene! THEY WANT ONE ANOTHER!!! PHYSICALLY!!!!

[hot-edits-of-the-ice-cold]

Who I'd Be in Gotham & More (Gotham 2014 Get to Know Me)

Seriously, he deserves more screen time...with me ☺️

I didn't mean to make it sound like "more flawed than the pictures" 😂

Yeah, humor gets me, even the spelling (both are valid) 🤣

also Jervis Tetch, Barbara Kean & Edward Nygma seem like people who do this quickly too but:

Jervis would creep me out, hence why I would give a fuck

Barbara I like too much, at least in the beginning

and Ed would idolize people most in his outwardly cute GCPD era, so I wouldn't react coldly

Alfred was soo easily impressed by love-interests in the show and he treats nice people with respect 🥰

I'd love to know your answers ❤️

This is a current (January 2025) challenge on Tiktok started by lilith @ lilith333.mp4 :) I thought I'd post on tumblr too

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Part 5 of Gotham Characters React to You Getting Easily Scared by a Movie 👻☠😈😨🎃:

Lee Thompkins, Lucius Fox & Harvey Bullock

<-last part (part 4)

Part 1

Additional warnings: in Harvey's fic the movie's described (a chase followed by a scene on a rooftop, from which a main character nearly falls down)

Lee Thompkins probably really enjoys the movie. No, correct that: she definitely likes it, trashy or serious. To be honest, she might be a bit disappointed at first, but your well-being matters so much more and her instincts to keep you save are way too strong for her to consider continuing watching.

Woah, this scene alone is scarier than you thought the whole thing would be! You glance at Lee, maybe she's feeling the same and you can stop watching— Nope, on the contrary: she's almost spell-bound, staring at the screen in fascination. You decide to just look at her for some time, and soon realize that she's enjoying this a lot, making little gasps but leaning forward nontheless. If you weren't so frightened of the movie, you'd let her do so forever, but you can't continue and you're sure she wouldn't want you to if she knew how you felt..

"Hey, Lee?" "Mhm?" She's immersed in the story. "This movie is too much for me." "What?" She presses pause. You gesture towards the source of your distress. "I'm sorry, I know how much you love the movie but it is way too scary for me." "Oh." She eyes you carefully, not liking your current posture, and sighs. "Let's stop then." "Are you sure? I can go to another room." Lee shakes her head. "You're sweet. But I can watch the rest another time." "Really?" She pretends to think, leaning close to you. "What will I do with all that free time?" A mischevious expression spreads on her face. You play along, "I know, right?" You kiss her. "What will we do?"

Lucius Fox is honest from early on about how scary he finds what the two of you are watching. He may even bring it up before you do. Though whether he's frightened or not doesn't matter when you are. He sees no use in pushing you or himself to do something you're not enjoying.

The creepier the movie's atmosphere gets, the closer you inch towards Lucius, until something particularly surprises you and you nearly cling to him in shock, too stunned to move. "Hey, babe," he starts, "Am I the only one who finds this movie too scary?" He looks at you and finds that you don't seem happy either, so he presses pause. "Because right now I just want it to end." "Oh, thank you! I've been feeling the same. Yes, can we just stop watching now? I don't need to know who gets killed." You laugh. He breaths a sigh of relief. "Exactly."

While he turns the TV off, you put the lights on again, still a little tense. You sit down close to him. "I think I need a lot of cuddling after this, what do you say?" He grinns. "I'd say the movie did us some  good after all." In a matter of seconds his arms are around you and you let his kiss shoo away your fear.

Harvey Bullock is one of the best people to have around when you're scared. His comic relief levels spike when someone he cares about is afraid and what's more, he dislikes getting scared anyways.

You're glad that your detective is finally home, away from the dangers of his job. Hopefully you'll soon finish this movie and get to spend some—

The main character falls down, their face twisting, and notices that the antagonist is on his tracks. He finally manages to get up again, and runs into an abandoned building, hastily moving upstairs until, after a long minute of dramatic shots and sounds, he reaches the attic and decides to move onto the roof.

Goodness, what if Harvey ever has to do that? The chase continues, bricks fall down and suddenly the main guy is hanging off the building. You tense, the previous scary scenes only making you more tense. Harvey places his palm on on your shoulder.

"Easy there. That chase wouldn't happen like this. I mean, did you see how many stairs that was?" He laughs. "No need to be afraid of the bad guy when there's stairs." You laugh a little, still concerned for him. "Yeah, but what if the bad guy has more energy than you?" At the word "you", his gaze softens and he beckons you closer. "Come here, sweetheart." You let your head rest close to his. "I promise you I'll always be careful. I swear to God." He kisses you and holds you until you've calmed down, then jokes, "Now, whether Jim is careful or not..." He makes a face, "Ahh?" You're in more of a mood to joke now, "Good, then all I gotta hear is the same from Jim and I'm happy." He laughs and listens to your much less frightened words, "After I'm done with him, he'll dream of stairs." Harvey's laughter chases some of the leftover tension away.

->part 6

[frownyalfred]

Lucius Fox must be having SUCH a bad time if he knows Bruce Wayne’s secret identity because now he has to sit through board meetings next to a man who he knows broke sixteen bones between two henchmen last night because they didn’t give Batman the hideout address fast enough but is somehow patient and self-controlled enough to let Lisa from WE Accounting rip into him without even twitching.

[gilverrwrites]

My horny ass has been watching Gotham again.

A-Z Gotham Men* and how they fuck you.

*like 75% of Gotham men: Alfred, Bullock, Butch, Ed/The Riddler, Jerome, Jervis, Jim, Lucius, Maroni, Penguin, and Zsasz 🖤

18+ MINORS DNI

Almost everything Alfred does is practiced, and purposeful and despite all his training, he’s still rough around the edges. But when he looks into your eyes, when he hears his name on your lips, all of that hardness and posturing dissipates. He tries to praise you but it comes out all muddled and breathless. So he worships your body as best he can, gently brushing your most sensitive parts with strong calloused hands, rocking your bodies together until you’re as lost as he is. Sometimes he does it with those white cotton gloves still on, and he neglects to clean them for days after because he can still smell you on them.

Bullock talks a big game, but he’s not the man he used to be. Still, what he lacks in youth, he makes up for in enthusiasm. Swollen lips kiss and suck at you, wherever he can find, his scruffy facial hair leaving beard rash on all his favourite parts. Firm, clammy hands pull and grope and guide your body, showing you how he likes it done. “Oh yeah, ooooh yeah, baby.” He pants between ragged breaths and clenched teeth, “Feels so fucking good baby, just like that.” When he’s done he wipes you down with a wet cloth and a cheeky grin, offering to buy you a drink he’s needed since you started.

Butch is big and sturdy and such a good boy. Butch is happy to say whatever you want to hear, to do whatever you want him to do, for you to use his body however you need to get off. “Anything for you Ma’.” He gets high on the scent of you, whimpers when you touch his cock, and eagerly licks up any mess he’s made, whenever, and wherever you allow him to. He’s at your service, just tell him what to do, so long as you shower him with your praise and adoration when you’re done. He especially loves it when you run your fingers through his hair, and plant your kisses behind his ears.

Ed is curious and attentive. His voice is shaky as he asks “Is this okay?” “Does that feel good?” “Is all this because of me?” His long fingers tentatively exploring every inch of you, in and out, memorising every jerk of your body, retaining every noise you make. He refuses to cum until you’re ready, until you’re fully entwined and engrossed in each other.

But The Riddler knows you’re needy. The Riddler takes advantage of that desperation, because it makes you dumb and mailable. He uses your body for his pleasure, he knows where to twist and pull to make your walls wet and tight around him. When you try to speak, he shushes you, cups your cheeks in gloved hands and coos; “I know, I know. Don’t speak. Just take it.”

Jerome is unpredictable. Some nights he’s a tease, making you beg and plead for your own defilement. It’s an act, entertainment, and you’re his favourite performer. When you’re good to him, he’s good to you, but when you’re bad, he’s really really bad. But it’s hard to be good, because he likes to move the goalpost whenever he senses you getting comfortable.

On other nights he’s clingy, and dutiful. He uses you to keep his cock warm, cradling you, swaying your bodies back and forth, inching himself deeper and deeper inside of you, and laughing into the crook of your neck.

Jervis is composed, and poised. He rolls his sleeves up and lets his hat sit askew while you ride him. Likes to watch the way you wither and pant, your eyes grow more and more vacant each time you work his cock deeper into your burning core. Likes to whisper and woo you with his sweet nothings. “Aren’t you a treasure? Fucking yourself for my pleasure?” It’s such a thrill to watch you come undone for him, especially when you’ll unravel yourself willingly.

As to be expected, Jim is the vanilla type. The quiet type, the strong and sturdy type. He makes love to you like it’s his duty, holding you down in missionary or the mating press as he hammers into you in powerful, uniform thrusts into your both coming undone, your name escaping his lips in an atypically soft whisper when he finishes deep inside you. What’s less expected is his oral fixation. Jim likes to relieve his stress by loosing himself between your legs, by licking and sucking and biting all the parts that make you flinch. He likes to know he’s left his mark on you, even if it’s confined to the places only he can lay his eyes on.

Lucius is like the cat that got the cream, grinning the whole time, every time. No matter the place or position, he peppers your skin with kisses, the curl of his lips evident with each press of his open mouth. He likes it slow and deep. Holds your feet over his shoulders and sink in until you can both feel his tip press against your cervix. Tell him how good that feels, smile back at him and he’s a goner. He likes to finish in your mouth, likes to watch the way your body perks when his cock twitches against your tongue, the way your expression softens, and your lids grow heavy when his thick, warm cum hits the back of your throat. You can barely roll over to grab the tissue before he’s on you again, ready to assault you with yet another round of smile-laden kisses.

Maroni likes a show, likes to be entertained, likes to know he makes you feel good without barely lifting a finger, he’s just that good, you know? So he lets you grind against him, or lets you ride him, nice and slow. He might play with your nipples when he wants you to make those pretty little noises, or press your tongue down with his think fingers when he wants you to be quiet. After you’ve found your release he holds your hips in a vice-like grip as he bucks up into you, deceptively fast for a big guy, until he unloads wherever he sees fit.

Penguin fucks you in a frenzy, high on your body, using you like every time is the first and last chance he’ll get. He ruts into you in short, sharp movements. He likes to see you on your knees, worshipping at his feet, taking him in whatever hole he pleases. He likes to rub his cock on your face, likes to mark you with his musk. When he speaks, it’s between shallow, harsh breaths, he begs demands that you call out his name, again, and again, louder and louder, ensuring everyone knows you belong to the King of Gotham.

Zsasz doesn’t care about your pleasure or comfort. In fact, it’s your pain that gets him off. Zsasz will fuck you dry so he can watch you flinch. He pinches, and wrenches, and grabs you like a ragdoll. He enjoys choking you until your neck is bruised and swollen, until you're crying deliciously salty tears that he loves to lick up. He likes to cut you on those fleshy, tender parts, likes to see your deep red blood on his pale hands. He loves to fuck you until you’re shaking, until you’re sore and overstimulated and begging him to stop.

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[garpen]

Gotham Tarot Cards

Will be linking explanations as I make them.

The Fool: Harley Quinn

The Magician: Duke Thomas

The High Priestess: Barbara Gordon. 

The Empress: Poison Ivy

The Emperor: Bruce Wayne

The Hierophant: Lucius Fox

The Lovers: Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn

The Chariot: Damian  Wayne

Strength: Cassandra Cain

The Hermit: Alfred Pennyworth

The Wheel of Fortune: Gotham City

Justice: Jim Gordon

The Hanged Man: Jason Todd 

Death: Jason Todd

Temperance: Barbara Gordon

The Devil: Ra’s Al Ghul

The Tower: Bane re: Knightfall

The Star: Dick Grayson

The Moon: Scarecrow and Arkham Asylum 

The Sun: Duke Thomas

Judgement: Harvey Dent

The World: The Batfamily

Stephanie Brown: Six of Swords, Page of Wands, and The Two of Pentacles (was a contender for the Fool and the Star cards, but ultimately the characters who were chosen were better fits)

Tim Drake:  Two of Pentacles, Page of Swords, and Seven of Wands. (Was considered for The Magician, The Fool, and the Hierophant cards, but ultimately the characters who were chosen were better fits)

Kate Kane: Queen of Swords, Queen of Wands, and Nine of Wands (Was a contender for the strength and high priestess card, but ultimately the characters who were chosen were better fits)

Luke Fox: Page of Pentacles, Knight of Swords, and Ten of Wands (was considered for the emperor, and the chariot cards, but ultimately the characters who were chosen were better fits)

I do plan to eventually get to the explanations of the minor arcana as well. Though it’s slow coming, as I debate the characters, do some research on them, and deep dive into the meanings of the cards. 

[emerald-worldsfinest]

Ed is so shippable with both Oswald and Lucius, the way he looks at them🥺

[papes-and-capes]

BRUCE WAYNE and LUCIUS FOX in THE DARK KNIGHT (2008)

[nerds-yearbook]

In Batman 444, cover date February 1990, Dana Hanrahan was introduced and marked the final appearances of Crimesmith and Jeffrey Fraser (dies). Dana Hanrahan was created by Marv Wolfman and Jim Aparo. ("Crimesmith and Punishment" Batman 444, DC Comic Event)

[connorntofficial]

ive seen people say that their thing was one sided, that Ed is into Lucius but Lucius isnt into Ed, and to that i say YOU ARE SO WRONG??? HE IS SO INTO ED ITS CRAZY!!! like when they were talking in s3 and Lucius looked him in the eye while going on in detail about hypothetically poisoning Ed? that was flirting and Ed was INTO IT! in s5 LUCIUS DID NOT NEED TO PUT HIS HAND ON EDS CHEST AND SHOVE HIM AGAINST A FILING CABINET WHILE LOOKING HIM STRAIGHT IN THE EYES!!! he didnt need to do that! and Ed didnt need to be grinning ear to ear the whole time!!! LUCIUS IS JUST AS INTO ED SND ED IS INTO HIM !!! and hes CRAZY FOR THAT! like man, your supposed to be the normal one here why do you want to have sex with a murderer

[textsfromsuperheroes]

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Gotham Lucius Fox Going Ice Skating with You ⛸️🍵☕️ (First Part Can Be Read as Platonic, Second Romantic)

Reader: gender-neutral (no pronouns) Warnings: none ⛸️🍵☕️

He's pretty decent at ice skating thanks to the weird work trip ideas people had at Wayne Enterprises. Not that he was naive enough to be close to those sketchy people who were armed with one blade on each foot. No, he stayed close to the border to be able to leave if someone didn't curb their velocity.

So when you two go ice skating, he's good but a steadying hand isn't unwelcome. And he's glad that he wasn't accidentally killed by one of his former colleagues: he loves to do sporty activitied that don't involve criminals.

Unlike some other people, he doesn't pretend to be better at ice skating than he is. It's one of his great qualities: he knows his limits and acts accordingly to avoid accidents, in this case leading to an uninterrupted fun time with you. ⛸️🍵☕️ Lucius held your hand, further away from the brink than at the beginning of your date. Despite trying to look out for people to circumnavigate, his eyes kept flicking back to yours...and then to the ice because woah, maybe he got too distracted by you.

Seeing him so carefree made you smile. He'd told you stories of his work, both at Wayne Enterprises and now at the GCPD, and you were glad he finally had some time away from them. You sighed, the warm air forming a visible puff in the air. Lucius too noticed how cold it was. "Would you like to get something from inside?" You agreed.

Soon your were in the place's restaurant with hot cups on the table. "So, a work trip to the skating rink, what's that like?" Lucius took a sip of his tea. "Everyone suddenly has a great respect for personal space." You gave him a smile. "May I lean into yours?" "Go ahead." First you simple touched his shoulder, then you leaned in, steadily, until you breathed the same air. Your lips met and on cold ice or not, there was a cozy warmth in your chest.

⛸️🍵☕️ Author's note: If you haven't read it in a different post, I will post about every two to five months from now on (likely no less than two). I wish you a good winter 🤗❄️

[frownyalfred]

the thing about being a self-professed slut is that people really, really don’t want the details. Bruce Wayne limps into a boardroom at Wayne Enterprises, makes finger guns at Lucius Fox, and loudly says rough night with a suggestive wiggle of his eyebrows.

suddenly no one in that room is pressing him for details. they absolutely don’t want further illustration of whatever encounter Wayne had last night, and that’s exactly why they ignore the clearly broken and taped ribs, the way the limp is a strained ankle and not something else, the puffiness to his nose that suggests someone hit him in the face with a closed fist, multiple times. one look at that suggestive, playboy smile and the rest of the details fade away.

[extra-joker-mush]

are you shitting me rn

[sweetlullabyebye]

Lucius Fox, dearly beloved