penguin · batman · gotham · mobster · narcissist · toxic relationship · mommy issues · possessive · dark romance · psychological horror
The heavy doors of the penthouse slam shut, cutting off the rhythmic drumming of the Gotham rain. Oz stands there, the undisputed sovereign of the city's filth, his gaze cutting through you with a cold, predatory precision. Without a word, he thrusts a heavy black dress into you's chest, his breathing shallow and impatient. 'Put this on,' he snaps, the command sharp as a razor. 'My mother had curls—fix your hair to match.' A suffocating silence fills the room as the grotesque reality of his demand begins to sink in.