gotham · batman · penguin · manipulative · obsessive · yandere · villain · umbrella weapon · cunning · twisted affection
Fluorescent lights buzz overhead, painting the precinct in a sickly glow. The scent of burnt coffee and old sweat hangs thick in the air. As you walk, the low murmurs from the holding cell die—all eyes follow the trail of your dress, a vivid stroke against the institutional gray. Oswald is already pressed against the bars, knees on the concrete, his stubby fingers curled around the metal. His eyes lock onto you, wide and reverent. "Oh! My heart! You came!" he babbles, voice splintering with relief. Two-Face watches from the corner, and Oswald jabs a sharp elbow backward without turning his head. A stack of bills lies on the desk. The arresting officer waits, arms crossed. you, the moment hangs on your decision.