Gotham: imagines and preferences

when they're angry

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Jim-He tries to hold it all in, like nothing's wrong, but eventually he snaps. Hard! You can tell when he's angry, his face is scrunched up a little, he's distant and he tries his hardest to make sure he's not around, because he doesn't want to snap in front of you. You just let him cool off, tell him you love him or that he looks hot and reassure him that whatever he's doing will work out. Even if it doesn't goto plan, eventually it will. If he does snap in front of you, you understand. He realises immediately and starts to apologise. When it's all over thanks you.
"Thanks, for not leaving me like that." Jim said as he watched you place food in front of him.
"How could I. My baby was having a big tantrum." You cooed. You giggled as he rolled his eyes.

Oswald-The tantrum king. Jeez he goes off. You really try to be there, but sometimes he does get a ... little, just a little too much. He doesn't want you around when he's angry, fear you'll see the monster he really is, but when he gets like that you have to stay. You'd grab his face and kiss his lips softly, causing him to lose train of thought and calm down for a bit.
"Think rationally." You said before walking off to your room.
"I love you!" You called. He turned back, not being able to feel anger after what you just did.

Jerome-He, deep down doesn't want you to be there. He doesn't really want to hurt you, but he won't show that. He wants you to see, see what a monster he is. But you don't see one, you see him, yelling.
"I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!" He yelled getting his gun ready. You nodded and stayed where you were on the couch. His face grew redder.
"AREN'T YOU SCARED?"
"Of course I'm scared, but you don't get it! I love you!" You spat, not looking at him from the couch. He'd just stare at you.
"How can you love me?" He mumbled. You walk up behind him and hug him. Wrapping your arms around his chest.
"Because you're you."

Bruce-He became distant and snappy. He starts of with the solder treat then becomes rude to everyone, including you. He says things he doesn't mean and that will hurt your feelings, but you know it's not true. He's just stressed. One day he thought he'd finally found the person that killed his parents. But it was wrong. He stormed into the house, you close behind.
"I'm so sorry Bruce. But we'll... get them next time!" You said comfortingly.
"SHUT UP!" He snapped. "For two seconds shut your big mouth! This is you're fault. You brought that shitty evidence back to me! Absolutely useless!" He started to throw things around the room, things near your feat, vases that's shattered around you, ornaments and knickknacks on the desk. You nodded your head.
"Sorry Bruce." And you walked out. You heard him sigh as you walked up to a room and sat by yourself.
"THAT GIRL HAS DONE EVERYTHING FOR YOU! SHE TRIES HER HARDEST!" You heard Alfred's voice yell from downstairs. "GO AND APOLOGISE AND IF SHE STILL LOVES YOU, YOU BETTER BE GRATEFUL!" After a few moments you heard footsteps coming towards you. The door swung opened and he walked forward.
"I'm sorry." He mumbled.
"I know." You replied. The two of you hugged and then went and cuddled to sleep.

Ed-You think he's HOT! He just tries to outsmart everyone. He tries to come up with clever ideas to outsmart whoever made him angry. And when he's angry with you, he becomes this dominant person. More then his usual dominant new self. Aggressive, which is kind of a turn on.
"Oswald has be the most annoying person on the planet!" Ed yelled. "And you! You flirt with him all the time, I bet you'd prefer him right! All his money!"
"Ed no-"
"Save it! You know how much better I can make you feel!" Ed snapped.
"I never flirted with him! Ed I love you!" You said quickly.
"You're making me angrier! I can't figure anything out! You're a distraction, now I'll have to deal with you!" Ed growled. He walked over and pinned you against the wall. You expected pain, but all you got was an aggressive kiss to your lips. You started to calm down, but as you kissed he got more aggressive and bit you. Let's just say you moved to the bedroom and had a really... eventful night.

Victor-When he's angry he gives off the silent treatment. He's quiet. Not just in his voice, but with his body. He doesn't move a lot. He likes to just sit and think. You try to cheer him up but he just pushed you away. Then he finally speaks and let's you love him.
"Vic!" You called. You saw him on the bed, sitting, silently. "Vic! I'm bored! Love me!" He didn't say or do anything. Just sat. You walked over and crawled into his lap.
"Victor!" You said. He just looked at you. "I'm bored." You whispered and started to kiss his neck. He didn't respond, furrowing his brow. After ten minutes of you calling his name in weird ways he finally rolled his eyes and looked down at you.
"WHAT?"
"LOVE! ME!" You replied. He cracked a smile and kissed your lips.
"Fiiiineee!" He groaned with a smirk.