Bateman Begins Part 45

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Pairing: Nathan Bateman x Reader

Warnings: Angst, fluff, canon-typical violence

Rating: M

- You never thought you'd see the day when you'd tap into that little back and forth on Venmo, but there are you

- Hundred by hundred you've been siphoning off of the thousands that's been in financial limbo, earmarked for avocados, using it to fund your existence in Gotham

okay just imagine tho

working the night shift at the Pitt and getting a stupidly misogynistic patient

You're charting in central, hear the guy yell, "Hey sweetheart, a little help?"

And in an attempt to lighten your own mood before you have to deal with that asshole, you tip your head toward Abbot, tease, "I think that was for you."

But he just. He just goes.

He's walking away and snapping the gloves on before you can even think to tell him that you were kidding

Because yeah, he probably knows that you were kidding, but you're also clearly uncomfortable and don't even worry about it, he's got it

He walks in like "We're fresh out of sweethearts, but what seems to be the problem?"

Dude flubs, tries to tell Abbot what your name is and genuinely can't remember

Abbot fakes that he knows the guy's history, takes a look at his chart and begins tapping at the keys without typing like, "Ah yes, you're here for the—prostate exam?"

He gets back and you just look for a moment, because—"You didn't have to do that."

"Do what."

It's flat, no affect, no indication of his feelings or thoughts. You give a small smile, round the desk and lightly bump your hip against his as you murmur, "I owe you one."

And you just catch on Jack's soft, "Don't worry about it," As you head to your next case

I'M SO OBSESSED, DANY

DON'T GET ME STARTED ON THE FACT THAT YOU BOTH LOOK BACK AT ONE ANOTHER AND SHARE A SMILE THAT NEITHER OF YOU EXPECTED

YOU ONLY LOOKED BACK BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T QUITE HEAR WHAT HE SAID BUT THEN HE'S ALSO LOOKING BACK AND YOU BOTH AMILE AT THE SAME TIME AND IT'S FLEETING BUT YOU SEE IT WHENEVER YOU CLOSE YOUR EYES

reblog to stare at your mutuals like this

i'm trying to be good

(if you knew what it was) (Chapter 2) | Moderation (Chapter 4)

Pairing: Father Jud Duplenticy x Reader

Rating: Explicit - 18+Only

Notes: ....so this is now gonna be four parts.

Length: 4.6K

Warnings: Reader is an ex-Catholic; yearning; angst; slow burn; mom guilting; Catholic trauma; explicit sexual content: grinding; humping; oral sex; breast play

Summary: "It’s always in the back of my mind, I guess. It all happened here, it’s with me always. To think,” Jud gives a soft laugh, “I wound up in the middle of a murder plot because I punched a deacon.” 

Your brows raise, mouth working wordlessly, but Jud waves you off, “Long story.” 

The accent catches you off-guard, first—followed by the man’s quick smile and removal of his wide-brimmed hat when he spots you behind the desk in the rectory office. 

“Do excuse me, miss. I’m lookin’ for Father Jud.” 

Chapter four will be out next week 😌

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