My OTP oneshots [TAKING REQUESTS]

(OSWALDXEDWARD) Lets break the king of gotham

Hello! I'm Charlie! Welcome to my book of one shots I made for my favorite ships. The fandom will always be before the name of the chapter, so for example this first chapter is for the series called Gotham which is basically a prequel to batman.

Ed looked at his hand, it was covered in blood and his wound wasn't showing any signs of slowing down. He didn't feel fear, or sadness, or loneliness. He felt stupid, betrayed.

She had done this to him.

He looked at the stab wound that had only narrowly missed his stomach.

He was lucky Isabella wasn't trying to be precise when she did this. She had that morbid smile on her face as she pulled the knife out of her purse. He had loved her, or so he thought. It was never real love and they both knew it.

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"The dinner was lovely." Isabella smiled as she looked up to Ed, kissing him on the cheek. He smiled and grasped her hand.

"What did you want to talk to me about?" He asked, as she had called him that morning saying she had important news.

She pulled him along as she walked, "come on, there's a shortcut to my house and it's more private so I can tell you one the way there." He followed her. That wasn't the first mistake he had made when it came to Isabella, it was the last.

When they were a bit farther into the alleyway, Isabella stopped and turned, dropping his hand.

"I can't hold it in anymore." She giggled excitedly. Ed thought this was peculiar, but he kept the smile. She walked towards him, "do you remember when you asked Hugo strange who ran Gotham?" She asked.

The answer caught him by surprise. "Y-yes, but how did you know?"

"Oh Ed, so oblivious," she grabbed his hand aggressively, she was surprisingly strong and Ed tried to pull away unsuccessfully, "you don't find it strange that a random woman who looked exactly like the woman you murdered just happens to stumble upon you in a wine shop and just seems so eager to talk to you?"

"I- I don't understand." Ed replied, breathing heavily.

"They weren't kidding, you *are* stupid." She laughed, it wasn't the high pitched giggle he was used to, it was dark... sinister. It scared him.

"Well the court of owls couldn't have you finding out about them, so I came into the picture... a little *distraction* if you will. We were going to turn you on the penguin, but I think a broken king of Gotham is more interesting. So let's break him shall we?"

Before Ed had time to register any of this, Isabella pulled a pocket knife out of her purse and plunged it into his stomach.

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"Let's break him shall we?" That was what Isabella wanted. Ed thought about his time, he didn't have much. He picked up his phone and began to quickly dial 911 but stopped. He didn't have much time... 911 wasn't going to help right now.

He had more important things to do.

He scrolled quickly through his contacts and made his call.

"Hello Mr. Nygma, I'm glad you decided to call, as the mayor, I am required to keep track of where my employees are at all times." Oswald answered cheerfully, making Ed smile.

"Hi Oswald." He replied, trying to keep his voice even.

"Hello Ed." Oswald responded fondly, "How was the date?"

Ed took a deep, painful, breath and answered as calmly as he could, "I- I don't think Isabella and I will be going on any more dates." He laughed and then took a sharp inhale, that was his first giveaway of pain.

"Ed? Ed are you ok?" Oswald asked, his playful tone forgotten.

"I'm fine... Oswald." Ed panted, gritting his teeth.

"Ed if you need help I can call an ambulance or a driver-" Oswald began.

"Its no use Oswald, I've considered my time which is why I'm calling you." Ed replied hurriedly.

"Why would you call me!? If you're dying why waste time letting me know what happened? You're an idiot." But he said the last part softly, his voice breaking.

"Yeah I know I am, Isabella already let me know that."

"Did Isabella do this to you? When I find her I will-"

"I love you." Ed said out of nowhere, bringing up Isabella made him realize that. He had never been in love with her, he had only wanted to be near her because she reminded him of Miss Kringle. He had been in love with Oswald for ages and only just now wanted to admit it to himself. Just now, too late.

"I- Ed we can talk about that later when we get you help." Oswald replied breathlessly.

"We both know I don't have time for that. What I do have time for is apologizing to you. I'm sorry I hadn't seen it earlier, I'm sorry that I was too blind to see what I was feeling, I'm sorry-"

"I love you too Ed, I really do, but we need to get you help, please just tell me where you are." Oswald said, and Ed swore he could hear sniffling.

"I don't want you to waste your time. I just needed you to know that." Ed told him, his voice softening. He was almost out of time.

"Ed? Ed I can't just listen to you die! You need to tell me where you are!"

"Oswald... please, stay with me? I don't want to go alone." Ed told him, laying down gently, grasping desperately at his phone as if it were Oswald's hand.

His senses started to dull and then go fuzzy, his time was up. A tear rolled down his face and a small smile graced his features. He could vaguely hear Oswald calling his name from the phone he held tight to his chest. Then the world faded and a final breath escaped Ed's lips.
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"Ed? Ed? Ed my love, please don't just stay there silently! This isn't funny!" Oswald cried when he stopped hearing Ed's breathing.

He swallowed and called the last person he wanted to, but he knew there was nobody else to turn to.

"Jim." He croaked when the officer answered the phone.

The police went storming the area around the restaurant about half an hour later and they began their search for Ed. Oswald limped around in circles off to the side, thinking of where he could be. He limped past the alleyway and then quickly turned back when he saw a lump in the middle of it.

"Jim!?" He called. The cop walked over, followed by Harvey, to where Oswald was and followed the Penguin down the alley way with a flashlight.

A beam of light fell upon the body of the man Oswald loved, the one he had found out, only to late, loved him back. He cried out and limped over to Ed, getting on his knees and pulling his head into his lap.

"Ed? Ed you can't do this to me... please, we could've had time together... I should've told you sooner, I should have voiced my thoughts to you, we could've been happy... Ed..." he sobbed as he rocked back and forth.

"Oswald... Oswald how did you find out about Ed?" Jim asked, he didn't think Oswald was responsible for Ed's death, he wasn't nearly that good at acting.

"He called me, he said... I know who did it." He answered quickly. "He said a woman named Isabella stabbed him, when I find her I'm going to-" he began again before Jim shut him up.

"Ok so a woman named Isabella, did he know her well?"

Oswald nodded, "they were dating." Jim nodded and pulled Harvey along behind him as he went to take notes, leaving Oswald behind with Ed.

"I loved you..." Oswald whispered, gently planting a kiss on Ed's forehead. "I'll make this right, she won't get away with what she did to us."