Tawns of Fun

Note: I told myself I wouldn’t write anymore Gotham imagines until I finished season two, but eh. 

Imagine being tied up next to Montoya. 

You grimaced as Jerome shot Greenwood. 

“There’s nothing more contagious than laughter,” he echoed, breaking into it. You and your boss simultaneously spat in your captor’s face.

Jerome looked momentarily taken aback, lick/ing where her sa/liva had hit his chin. His finger poked his cheek where you’d splattered him. Then popped into his mouth.

“That was strangely pleasant,” he announced, grinning, before turning to you. “But your aim isn’t quite there. Do it again.” Jerome opened wide. Like a carnival clown awaiting the water gun.

Montoya promptly head-butted him. That caught him off guard again, giving you the split second you needed to continue shimmying out of your bounds.

“AH, A- Heh heh heh!” His nose dripped blood. You shifted in your seat. “You got me! Now it’s my turn.”

“No, it’s mine.”

If you weren’t worried about hurting your hand, you would have sucker punched him. Instead, Jerome got a face full of chair. Or would have, if he hadn’t ducked in time.

“Huh. I would’ve hoped you’d rather take a seat on my face than to my face.”

Note: So “saliva,” according to Tumblr, is a no-no word. 

Imagine hurting ChromeSkull’s feelings after stabbing him with a knife. 

He was just trying to discreetly film you and your boyfriend in the woods. Going at it. Like a reverse Jason. You like slashers, right? 

Imagine Lawson realizing he’s smitten while driving you around one night. 

The greaser pulled up to a stop sign. You were staring out the passenger window when he glanced at you. Lawson bit his lip before returning his eyes to the road. Then smirked. 

Your date was in such a good mood, the adjacent driver’s honking didn’t bother him. It wasn’t until the jeers started was he pulled from his daydream. 

He offered you an unopened bottle of beer. “______, gonna drink this?” 

“Oh, no thank you.” 

“Wanna toss this at ‘em?” 

“Just drive, Richie.” 

“Alright, babe,” he agreed, memorizing the license plate as the other car sped past you two. He and the guys could bust the asshole’s headlights or something later. No one catcalled his girl. 

Note: Robert Rusler also plays Grady from ANOES 2. 🖤

Imagine getting distracted by a clown. 

You promised to have Hank’s back as he completed his mission. Even if you were late to it. There were already piles and piles of bloodied corpses. Before you entered a new room, you had two seconds to check for bloodstains. Lest you be declared dangerous, or an easy target. You were obviously an intruder. 

So things were going well, for Hank. Then Tricky appeared. Yet again, your partner complained. Downsized, though. 

“I must have just missed him.”

There was no way you could forget a flaming, skull-faced clown. Particularly one of his previous stature.

Before your partner could fire, you held up a hand. “…are you a clown?” 

“Now what kind of question is that?” 

“You’re more monochrome than a mime.” Tricky would have smiled, had he lips. “No props, either.” 

“Who needs those when you have these?” he replied, wiggling his claws. 

“Okay, you’re kind of amusing. But not quite an entertainer. Shouldn’t you be doing a party?” 

“I can give you a private party.” 

“She’s busy,” said Hank, shooting Tricky point blank in the face. 

Note: I should practice writing dialogue. 

Pelle is pretty, but also canonically an evil asshole. He’d probably sacrifice me. :(

Someday I will go to Disneyland or Disney World of wherever. Someday. Or any haunted house attraction. I’ve literally only been to one. At an amusement park, anyway. Went to a birthday party at an alleged haunted house once. 

“…there were two hypotheses who could he be: an evil spirit who fell in love with Melanie and then killed her groom… then condemned the poor bride to haunt the house forever.” -TV Tropes

Ooh, I like that. But in the Paris one he’s an overprotective (and evil) daddy. Imagine the extend he’d go to get a bride for himself. I might give him an “I do.” 👰🏻

Imagine being Noah’s girlfriend after Riley and Zoe, being worried you’re next. 

Turns out Kieran was playing the long game for a threesome.

Note: I wish.