#oswald cobblebot

[felyxs]

I won't tag anyone because I don't know if I have someone I want to get to know better

-3 ships

-Edward and Oswald Cobblebot of Gotham

I've been shipping them since the two appeared together, it was a shame the series ended without them getting together

-Sniper mask and Kuon shinzaki

I SHIP THEM A LOT, they have something developed between them that I can't explain, the protection that sniper gives kuon since they meet is very good

I don't know what else to put here, sorry .

-My first ship ever

It was Oswald and Edward really, I don't watch a lot of stuff

-Last song

Oblivion from Grimes

-Last movie

Fugue rhythm (I don't know if it's spelled right, if it's wrong it's the translator)

-Currently Reading

Tomie From Junji Ito

-Currently watching

Kotaro lives alone

- Currently consuming

Hazelnut cappuccino and salty biscuit

-Currently craving

I'm drawing a lot of nonsense stuff, I'm also playing a lot of games.

Thanks for tag me 💗 @kurookat127

Tag 9 People You Want To Get To Know Better

Tagged by @elmaxlys Thanks =33

Three Ships:

Kuniper (Shinzaki Kuon x Sniper Mask - Tenkuu Shinpan). My lovely precious cuties. I have so much to say about them but at the same time I'm speechless. They are just SOOOOO AWWWWWWW... with a dark-dark-dark side 😈😈😈

VerLady (Vergil x Lady - Devil May Cry). Here I have no words to say. They are like something sacred to me 💙

Ewen x Ines ... and they are my OCs... and you may know only one of them ='333 I haven't posted any drawings of them together before... Well, I hardly can say I've made any drawings of them together... But right now I'm obsessed with them ❤

First Ever Ship:

Theodor|Shadow (hard to explain) x A.G.Lynn They are my OC's too... Here is a pic from... file properties say from 2018. But I'm not sure. The man here is Shadow btw. I don't have any pics of A.G. with Theodor... =(

Last Song:

Last song.. what? Listened to? Discovered? Added to faves?

Well, here is the list. Guess which is what yourself =3

Saltatio Mortis - Pray To The Hunter

Avatar - The Dirt I'm Buried In

She Hates Emotions - This Ain't Good

Last Movie:

I guess it was Wendell & Wild... I'm not sure. I don't remember. I'm rarely watching movies and usually a bunch of at once, so it's nearly impossible for me to remember in which order I watched them.

Currently Reading:

Re-reading Shadow of Ingenium by Alexey Pehov. (And also reading tones of ongoing manga)

Currently Watching:

To make it easier.. here is my anime list: https://myanimelist.net/profile/SpaceDiablo

Also re-watching Star Trek: The next generation and Doctor Who (7th Doctor in Classic and just finished 9th in New School).

Currently Consuming:

An apple...

Currently Craving:

TO DRAW.

I tag:

@el-loy @sonderlativ @kurookat127 ...and anyone who wants, 'cause I don't know who else to tag.

[frasiercranesbigbottom]

was watching gotham but the audio lagged and THE HAND OF GOD CAME TO COLLECT HIM

[mysticmlynn3]

Instrument HCs || Gotham Rogues

Idk, just one day I thought "hm, you know what? *gives the rogues some music talent*"

Jonathan Crane | Scarecrow

Guitar

No doubt he would've listened to some Johnny Cash and other country singers over the radio, so as a teenager he collected enough money to get his own guitar, and he still has that guitar.

He doesn't play it often, as he's more concentrated on his work with fear toxins than anything else, but when he decides to take it out and play a song, he's in his own world, in rare peace.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

Violin & Electric Guitar

His mother forced him to play all sorts of fancy instruments as a kid, including a violin. He doesn't take much amusement in playing it, thanks to his mother, but sometimes he whips it out to play a little tune.

But with the electric guitar? He only plays that when he's in his basement aka mechanic mode, so ya better plug in your ears because he's gonna go ham on that thing and he's not holding back! Poor Echo and Query.

Jervis Tetch | Mad Hatter

Violin & Flute

Unlike Edward, Jervis loves playing violins, it's practically his favorite instrument! He plays it regularly too, knows a couple songs to play when he's in the mood.

He's a big fairy-tale geek, so he's heard of the tale of Pied Piper and how the music of his flute lures children away from their homes. Jervis hopes he can combine his mind-controlling devices and his flute to do something like that, only not involving children and more of the citizens of Gotham.

Harleen Quinzel | Harley Quinn

Xylophone 

It's not a violin or a guitar, but it's easy for Harley. Plus ya gotta admit xylophones have nice tunes too.

Pamela Isley | Poison Ivy

Harp

It's such a relaxing instrument, it fits Ivy's aesthetic, plus her plant children love it too, they 'sing' along with the harp.

Selina Kyle | Catwoman

I can't imagine her playing an instrument, but maybe a tambourine suits her.

Jack Napier | The Joker

Harmonica & Calliope

You know, he isn't too bad on the harmonica, he actually plays very well on it. When you're in Arkham Asylum yet again, you gotta have some tunes while you're in isolation.

A calliope is like a piano but it uses steam to play, it's what circuses use for their music, and y'know, Joker? Circus? Oh well, I tried!

Harvey Dent | Two Face

Cello & Piano

He doesn't play them often, but like Jonathan: When he does he's in his own little world, ignoring the current reality of the world he's living in, memories of his wife and daughter are thrown in as well.

Oswald Cobblepot | Penguin

Piano

It's something he learned to play as a child, used to play it to his mother, the only one that cared for him. Sometimes he stands up from his seat to play a song for everyone in the Iceberg Lounge, with Harvey's singing thrown in the mix.

Eduardo Dorrance | Bane

Drums

At least with drums, strong drums, Bane can go absolute ham on them. Bane and his drums with Edward and his electric guitar? Ohhh boy.

Waylon Jones | Killer Croc

Banjo & Trumpet

He's from New Orleans, you can't tell me he hasn't learned how to play a banjo and trumpet in his spare time. Probably found some while scavenging in the sewers and self-taught himself.

Victor Fries | Mr. Freeze

Piano

I can imagine Victor played some love songs on the piano for Nora before she fell ill, and he still does. Even if Nora can't hear her favorite songs on the piano, Victor continues to still play for his frozen bride.

[vergeofinsanity]

hes kinda-

[curious-menace]

Rogues bedroom headcanons

yea so i spent all day tidying my pit of a bedroom ( and it still isnt that tidy tbh) so it made me wonder what kind of rooms the rogues have. how would they decorate? big bed or little bed? pillow fort or utilitarian space? i think scarecrow would like my halloween themed room but all the plushies are definitely more harley lol.

Had images but Tumblr ate them. Please use your imagination

Penguin

For the most part penguin sleeps in his office. He normally just sleeps on the couch with the ac turned way up. its easier for him since he’s always working. hes got some decor on the walls like trophies, stuffed animals etc. When he lived at Cobblepot manor his room was pretty extravagant. his parents gave him whatever he wanted to keep him out of their hair . As an adult his room at home is no less luxurious. there are paintings and statues he also has a  four poster king sized bed, but its rarely slept in. Penguins room is cold, not just in temperature. there are little to no personal items. no photos of his family, no childhood toys, no books or ornaments. Its a beautiful room but it feels more like a hotel than somewhere someone might actually live. Nicely decorated but lacking a personal touch.

Twoface

I mentioned in another post that his bed is one of the only areas of his life that doesn't get the clean side / dirty side treatment. harvey and twoface are in agreement that they need somewhere decent to sleep. they still like to have the room half and half so they have their bed in the corner so it doesnt cross the halfway line. everything on the side of the room with the bed is white or gold , neat and tidy .He doesn't go for all the clutter the others have, even on the messy side. none of it is personal except for a few things hidden in the nightstand like his da badge, a few spare coins and a picture of Gilda. he usually has a double or queen sized bed, but its not for sharing. he just likes to spread out.

Poison ivy

i canon ivy as not needing sleep, so she doesnt usually faff about with bedrooms. if she must have one its small, filled with plants and a single bed or comfy sofa so that there's more room for plants. She has a few personal items, maybe some photos or her PHD framed on the wall. its also nicely decorated with rugs, seats and cusions that shes made or bought from small artists and business owners. most of the space, ceiling included is taken up by plants mind you. I cannot emphasize how many plants this woman has in her room.

Riddler

riddler has so much stuff in his room its hard to know where to put it all. he’s got ornaments, books, nicknacks and memorabilia and even some stuff from his various heists over the years ( nothing too incriminating mind you) his walls are covered in art and newspaper clippings and posters with barely an inch uncovered. He spent most of his life renting one of gotham's many sparsely decorated apartments and swore that when he could afford a place of his own, he’d never have bare walls again. He’d probably have a king sized bed but like harvey, its not for sharing. he just wants to treat himself to the things that he was deprived of as a child, spread out as far as he can ( despite the fact he usually sleeps curled up on his side in one corner). i also imagine his room wont be huge. just enough for his stuff, somewhere nice to sit and look out over the city and a big cozy bed. he definitely has one of those fake fireplaces too.

Scarecrow

Scarecrow has all of his bedrooms torn down to bare wall and built up again to look like a log cabin. He just wants seclusion, he wants peace and quiet. even in the middle of a city, he can retreat to his “cabin” for a sanity check. the walls have a few things on them but mostly its sound absorbing foam made to look like wooden walls. Hes got a couple of family heirlooms like fancy lamps and a few hand stitched quilts but its mostly empty space, why cover the beautiful wood work?. of course the majority of the room is taken up by books but generally only his favorites are next to his bed. as much as he wants to read all night he needs to sleep at some point and having too many in arms reach is too big a temptation . he’s pretty tall but sleeping in a double bed feels weird to him so its usually a single with extra pillows and quilts for back and leg support.

Harley quinn

harleys room has too much going on. its not conducive to a good nights sleep. her hideouts have the regular red and black theme, silk sheets and pictures of the joker everywhere but when she had a home it was more quirky with eclectic stuff she found at garage and going out of business sales . looking at her room for too long will give you a headache, its so loud. and not just with all the beaded curtains and the cuckoo alarm clock. she has a queen sized bed that she sleeps in the middle of with bud and lou either side of her. if they aren't with her shes one of those people who is pushed to the edge of her bed by her many many plushies

[0theghost0]

request: I love your Penguins. Penguin doodle? Your choice what type he is.

BOOM

[paperribcage]

Not to be dramatic but if there is a scene in the new season of Gotham, where Edward and Oswald work things out and this is signified with them starring a hug for the first time since season 3... I will have to watch the rest of the season from the astral plane because my soul will literally exit my body.

[how-to-be-gay-with-andrew-gray]

May I present to you....

The Gotham Collection™️

Bonus:

[fanfic-inator795]

Found this cool Penguin cover in the Batman and Robin book I bought a few days ago ^v^

[shugister]

[ficstogo]

Opportunity (2/2)

Pairing: Oswald Cobblepot x Reader

Word Count: 2,475

Summary: You decide to throw a congratulatory party for the clubs success although you don’t realize the party’s for you.

Warnings: None

A/N: real crap ending tbh.

Part ½

You waited for Oswald to arrive at a charming little restaurant for lunch that day on a typical Gotham day, gray clouds, skeptical civilians, and a little shower earlier that morning. The temperature risen to a chilly air, so a coat was not needed but you came in a blue and gray sweater with black jeans, matching flats, and an umbrella in case it rained again.

You checked your small phone that was in your bag to see if you missed any calls, which you didn’t. You looked left then right to see if there was any sign of Oswald. Hopefully he didn’t ditch you, you wanted to pay him back for the other night and talk to him about an idea you had in mind for the club.

Oswald began to have a smile on his face when he saw you standing there. How you looked so sweet and innocent with those bright E/C jewels and the endearing smile that graces upon your face. He couldn’t help but think how lovely you are and the fact that you didn’t think so awfully of him brings joy to his heart. Funny how that’s not his mother who’s doing that. “Y/N,” Oswald called out, limping towards you with the support of his umbrella as his cane.

You turned around with that endearing smile and went to give Oswald a small hug, which surprised him. “Hello Oswald, thank you for coming. I was afraid you weren’t able to show up.”

“Miss lunch with you? I’d hate myself if I did.” You chuckled at this and went towards the door until Oswald stopped you. “Please, allow me.” he said and opened the door for you.

“Such a gentleman. More men need to be like you. Your mother must be lucky to raise you when you were younger.” you said with a smile entering the restaurant.

Oswald could feel heat developing on his cheeks. He walked in with you and responded “Well, I’m not a man that needs to lie, my mother might have had some difficulties raising me like any other parent.” Arriving at your table, Oswald pulled out your seat, surprising you, and pushed you into the table and taking his seat across from you.

“I don’t believe that at all. What difficulties would she possibly have with you?” A waitress then came over to your table with menus and glasses of water to start you off. You both said your thanks and went back to the conversation while looking through the menu.

“Any a single mother would have.” He answered.

“And your father?” you asked without thinking.

“He died of pneumonia when I was young.” he said while looking at the menu.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked.”

Oswald looked up at you blankly. “What? Oh, no don’t worry. I didn’t know him that well but my mother told me he was a good man.” He smiled reassuring you that you didn’t offend him in any way. “He’s basically the reason why I carry an umbrella wherever I go, as to not worry my mother.”

“How sweet of you. Well, I wanted to take you out for lunch to thank you about that night.” you said.

“A man shouldn’t hassle a woman like that. I’m glad that I arrived there when I did, I was afraid he would’ve done something unforgivable.” Oswald said.

“Thank you again…I also wanted to talk to you about an idea I had for the club.” you asked timidly looking at your clasped hands on the table.

“The club? Well what did you had in mind?” he asked, interest peaking.

“I was thinking that maybe we could turn it to an actual night club. I mean, only for one night, just to see if it’s a bust or not.”

“I thought it already is a night club.” Confusion was written all over Oswalds face. Was the club not good enough?

“It is! Just the fancier type, the ones that I imagine people in Hollywood would go to.” you smiled at the thought. Going to Oswalds club made you feel fabulous to be honest. It didn’t make you feel all low leveled and such whenever you went. “The type of club I was thinking of was with colorful lights, a DJ, a dance floor… I don’t want it to be permanent, just a little test is all. Actually, I want it to be a party on how successful the club is getting, now that I think about it.”

“Well, if you want to celebrate the success of the club then I say that it is a fantastic idea. Celebrate you! You are the entire reason why my club has reached fabulous heights, I think you deserve this little party.” Oswald smiled towards you with appreciation. There goes my cheeks, you thought.

“Oh no, I’m not the reason. The other performers, they’re the reason why the club is big.”

“Don’t be so modest Y/N, without you we wouldn’t have those performers.” He wanted to say more but Oswald didn’t want to look like a fool in front of you. “I’m forward with this idea of yours. We can begin preparation in the club a little later, after lunch.”

~.~.~.~

It became a hectic week planning out things with Oswald, ordering things, hiring people, your brain was scrambled. Oswald, on the other hand, enjoyed the time he spent with you. During times when he was alone he couldn’t help but think back at the little things between you and him. The way you smiled at him, how you would laugh in your conversations, how you would sit next to each other, or how you two would accidently brush each others hands when reaxhing for something. He hate to admit it, yet love the idea of it, but he knew he was developing a hard crush on you.

Oswald sat at one of the bar stools sighing in content at the thoughts of you and him. The club started to fill up with people that Oswald had invited and others that were standing outside paying their fee to get in. The sitting area in front of the stage were cleared of all the tables and chairs and began to fill up with bodies that had the itch to dance at one of the DJ’s tracks.

People came by to order their drinks. Honestly, Oswald never felt the club so full and alive. Yes the club was a success before this but they were always calm gatherings, the guest watching the acts in front of them, now people danced to the hyper beat of the songs that were playing.

You came to the club in a red velvet skirt above black pantyhoses, a black belt, and a see through long sleeve shirt that actually covers your chest in a sweetheart neckline, your hair down in waves clutching onto your black wallet that matched your pumps.

You could feel the energy of the club from outside as you walk towards Butch who was being the bouncer tonight. “Hi Butch.” you said with a smile on your face.

“Hey Y/N, looking lovely as ever.” he said moving away to let you in.

“You’re not looking too bad yourself.”

As you walked in, you found Oswald sitting on one of the stools within the crowded place. He held onto his drink looking at nothing in particular. You walked to his position saying your excuse me’s getting through. “Hey Oswald.” you said getting his attention.

Startled for a moment, he turned to the source and landed his eyes on you. You looked extravagant, so much that it made him blush. “Y-Y/N, hello.” he stuttered out. “You look…pretty.” You giggled at his nervousness.

“Thank you, you look good too. So…how’s the club?” obviously it was doing great but you wanted to know how he felt about it.

“Surprisingly, better than I had originally anticipated but all thanks to you.” he said lifting his glass to your being. You leaned against the bar and order yourself a drink. Apparently this was your night, so might as well unwind.

You continued to talk to Oswald, getting deep into each other’s conversation about things other than work as the bass of the music vibrated throughout the club. You were getting a bit tipsy while Oswald was holding his liquor quite well, which you didn’t expect from his stature. Being tipsy, you started to flirt with Oswald, touching his arm, batting your eyelashes at him a few times, complimenting him, it was getting Oswald a bit nervous but he wanted more. “Come with me.” Oswald said to you, grabbing your hand, leading you into the middle of the dim lighted dance floor. “Wait right here, I’ll return in a moment.” He left you confused as ever, until everyone stopped dancing and you hearing a familiar voice from the speakers.

“Ladies and gentlemen, are we having a good time?” Everyone cheered raising their glasses. “I like to thank you all for attending tonight’s celebration, although, none of it would have been possible without the care and talent of one of our fantastic acts, Y/N!” At that a spotlight was on you and everyone turned and cheered for you. You were stunned for a second but got over it and started to smile and say thank you’s. “Tonight we celebrate the club, our customers, and Y/N for making this a big success.” More cheering erupted from the crowd.

Oswald left the stage giving the cue to the DJ to continue with his duties. You stood there as Oswald came to you with a smile on his pale face. Hopefully I didn’t make her feel uncomfortable. You looked down and spoke “Thanks for that,” you looked up at him with a smile, “You didn’t need to do that though.”

“I just felt like the people needed to know why were celebrating, and how much of a gift you are to this place.” He smiled.

The music started up again and you couldn’t help but sway your hips to it. He prepared to sit back down at his spot at the bar until he was stopped by someone grabbing his wrist, turning around to see the owner shifting with the music, a smile on her face she said “Dance with me.”

“Oh, I can’t, not with this leg, I’d be a terrible dance partner.” he said looking down with a bashful smile.

“You don’t have to do much just…move your hips,” she said “And besides, it looks like your seats taken.” She pointed at the spot with a man and a woman talking to each other. No other seats were available. The booths and stools were all filled. He knew he had no other choice but he didn’t want to make himself look like an idiot in front of her.

“Well, I suppose I could dance for a bit, at least until another seats open.” You then grabbed his hands and placed them on your hips. Pink dusted across his face feeling the movement of them. Your arms draped on his shoulders, eyes closed in bliss. This close proximity, it was overwhelming, he didn’t know what to do or what not to do, he just stood there with his hands on you.

Feeling the music take control of your being, you turned around with your back against his chest. You slide your hands on his arms clasping yours with his that were still on your hips. You swayed more causing him to blush furiously eyes wide at what you two were doing. This is something a couple would do not a boss and his employee, yet he didn’t mind, he liked it, this feeling of intimacy. He leaned his head in taking in your scent of your sensuous perfume. You were like a siren calling him out to his doom in the ocean but he didn’t care, he wanted more.

He soon found himself swaying to the music with you, at least, as much as his bum leg would let him. You then turned around to face him once more arms draped like curtains on his shoulders, eyes closed still. You then opened them staring into his pool of glistening blue eyes while he stared into yours. Your eyes then drifted down to his parted lips which caused you to lick yours. Set on target, you leaned in and took his lips for a second until you tilted your head to the side. Oswald was phased at first, not knowing exactly what to do but the luscious feeling told him exactly what to do, kissing you back becoming a bit more sensual then a first kiss should be. He parted from you and whispered in your ear “Follow me.” he grabbed your hand and made your way through the sea of dancing people to the back where it was unattended.

It was dark but neither of you mind. You closed the door and pressed your back against the door reaching out for Oswald with a lustful look on your face. His hands landed on your waist and began to kiss you hungrily on the lips. Oswald then created a path from your cheeks to your neck nipping and biting then licking the spots to soothe it, arms now wrapped around your waist to bring you closer.

You were lost in the sensations until something came to you as if it were dream that then turned to realization. He’s your boss and your his employee, you two shouldn’t be doing this. “Oswald, wait.” he looked at you with red on his face and half lidded eyes.

“What? What is it? Did I hurt you?”

“No, it’s just…we shouldn’t be doing this. If anyone were to find out it would go around like a forest fire. People would think that I’m doing this for advantages here , like now and I don’t to be known as someone who slept with their boss to get what they want.”

Oswald’s hand then went up to stroke your cheek and responded “Don’t worry on such things. I promise that no one will hear of this and if they did then I would tell them that one, I am no fool to fall for such trickery and two, that whatever is going on between is genuine.” You closed your eyes and leaned into his touch smiling at the comfort he gave you.

“Alright. I trust you on this.” you said.

“Good.” Not as nervous as before he leaned in to give you a sweet passionate kiss. From then on you secretly dated Oswald, hiding your affections from others yet sneak in a few kisses or hold each others hands under the tables or rub each others leg, until you then felt ready to show each others feelings in front of others.

[ask-theoswald-blog]

Hello, all!

Please send in some asks. I’m done with my classs for the day, thankfully.

[deathbyotpin123]

Valentine's Prompts

Valentine's Day is near and where I live there's a holiday right after it, so I have a long weekend so to speak. I'm opening up 5 prompt slots, on first come first served basis, for drawings (Valentine theme) that I will fill by the end of next week.

[murderbirds]

For part two of crossovers no one asked for, I have been in a soul eater mood lately so this ended up happened.

Gotham X Soul Eater

let's go

Unlike in Soul Eater, the demon weapons in Gotham have no interest in becoming death weapons, instead they all join gangs in the efforts of becoming more powerful and make their meisters the King or Queen of Gotham. The GCSP (Gotham City Special Police) is responsible for keeping order in the city and control these gangs, or at least try to.

Oswald Cobblebot

Deadly Demon Weapon

Originally Fish Mooney's demon weapon, Oswald turned on his meister to become the king of the city's underworld. Through betrayals and fights, he climbed his way to the top and became the King of Gotham.

Oswald can transform into a cane with a silver penguin head pommel and a hidden blade inside. His meister can fight using the blade and the sheathe or just the cane.

Edward Nygma

Meister

Originally a Meister and member of the GCSP, Edward fell in love with one of the few witches who assisted the GCSP, Kristen Kringle. The two start dating, but Kristen finds out that Edward killed her Ex boyfriend and they end up fighting, Edward coming out on top, but not without Kristen cursing him to see ghosts. He ends up meeting Oswald and they eventually start a partnership with Edward using Oswald as his weapon.

Other characters:

Jim Gordon- Member of the GCSP, demon weapon. He can transform into a revolver.

Harvey Bullock- Member of the GCSP, Jim Gordon's meister

Fish Mooney- A witch that worked under Carmine Falcone and was Oswald's previous meister. Her symbol is the shark and she was a high level witch.

Carmine Falcone- Powerful Sorcerer that used to rule Gotham. Victor Zsasz' original meister.

Victor Zsasz- Considered the strongest demon weapon in Gotham, raised by Falcone himself. Assassin. He turns into a .44 magnum.

Lemme know if anyone would be interested in a part 2

[0theghost0]

Surprise! I didn’t feel like working this evening, so I drew an Os!

[reinedegotham]

Headcanons 1 : Oswald Cobblebot x reader (Batman animated serie)

Ta vie a changé d'un coup, et de la bonne manière. Depuis plusieurs années, tu t'occupais d'un homme âgé, en plus de travailler en tant que serveuse. Chaque jour, tu avais l'impression de vivre les mêmes choses : se réveiller, prendre le métro, travailler, manger, dormir. Seules les heures avec ce monsieur te rendaient heureuse car il trouvait toujours une nouvelle histoire à te raconter. Il t'a aussi initié au violon. Un soir, sa fille t'a appelé pour te remercier de tes services, mais que à partir d'aujourd'hui, ils ne servaient plus car son père était mort. Pendant plusieurs jours, tu as pleuré sa mort. Il était comme un père pour toi. Il t'avait confié tellement de connaissances, de blagues, de secrets...

Quelques jours plus tard, tu devais aller chez le notaire. La nouvelle a agi comme un couperet : tu as hérité d'une partie de sa fortune. Il avait partagé son empire en quatre parts : une pour sa famille, la plus grande, une pour ses amis, une pour des associations caritatives, et enfin, la dernière pour toi. Pour ta compagnie, tes services, le réconfort que tu lui avais apporté. Tu as pleuré puis tu as souri : une nouvelle vie t'attend.

En deux ans, tu t'es acheté un nouvel appartement, tu as débuté des études artistiques, et continué de manière partielle ton métier de serveuse. L'appartement se trouve dans les quartiers riches de Gotham, et le plus drôle, ton voisin est Oswald Cobblebot. Oui le même qui tient un club chic et une réputation d'un criminel dangereux. Tu n'as pas été accueillie par ce dernier, mais tu t'es bien installée et adaptée à cette nouvelle vie. Tu étais souvent fatiguée, mais parce que tu étais active. Pas allongée sur le canapé à rêver.

Quelques mois après ton emménagement, quelqu'un a frappé chez toi. C'était Oswald Cobblebot. Alors qu'il dévisageait, tu le regarda avant attention : petit, obèse, mais vêtu d'une manière élégante et ordonné. Ça se voit qu'il adopte les codes de la bourgeoisie. Il te félicita pour les minis concerts de violon audible depuis chez toi, et te proposa de travailler dans son club, l'Iceberg Lounge. Tu serais, selon ses mots, embauchée à mi-temps et tu jouerais du violon, parfois seule, parfois en guise d'instrumentale. Et le salaire ? Oh trois fois rien. À la hauteur de tes compétences et tes attentes. Bien sûr tu as accepté.

Le premier soir, tu regrettais presque ta réponse et tremblait. Une jeune chanteuse est venue te voir et a tenté de te rassurer. Elle te parla de sa première fois pleine de tract, puis le moment où sa voix a monté tellement haut qu'elle aurait pu casser le lustre. Un homme est venu te chercher, et tu es montée sur scène. Au début, tes mains étaient mouillées par la sueur, tu avais tellement chaud. Mais tu te souvins des paroles de ton vieil ami et de la jeune chanteuse. Tu as alors joué. Une seule note a attiré l'attention, les autres l'ont conservé. Pas un mot, simplement des murmures d'admiration, d'incrédulité. Et puis une ovation et toi, tu souriais.

Alors que tu sortais des toilettes, Oswald est venu te voir, le visage rougi par l'émotion, et t'a félicité de ta magnifique performance. Il voulait que tu rejoue pour les prochains jours. Que le mercredi, le vendredi et le samedi, tu donnes à son cœur l'envie de te rejoindre dans tes bras et se faire une place dans ton cœur. Car oui il tombait amoureux...

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