make amends

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make amends

Remember that terrible shit you did? Time to make it right. Ish.

Top Level with the start of your apology(ies). Public or private. In person or over txt.

Well That Was Awkward ↦ Maybe you’re nervous. Awe struck. Tongue tied. Just a little socially awkward. Whatever. This is going to be bumpy.
Total Catastrophe ↦ You fucked up so hard with this one there might not be any coming back from it.
Not Again ↦ You know this wasn’t the first time. This is kind of your MO.
Sorry Not Sorry ↦ Maybe you’re prideful. Maybe you really aren’t to blame. Either way, this only debatably qualifies as an apology at all.
Wildcard ↦ You know what you did.

Comment to see where their sorry song goes. Maybe it’s an apology you didn’t know you had coming, maybe it’s long overdue, completely unnecessary or anything else. Whether or not you’re feeling forgiving is up to you.

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[hobblepot]

[He hums, swaying gently on the spot.]

Still don't care about Gotham's history? [He asks, a teasing, knowing smile creeping into his voice. His amusement gives way to sombre thought.] Our legacies we shall leave behind are far bigger than us, Ed... it would have brought great joy to my heart to see that boy Martin following in my footsteps.

[He pines for what could've been, but not for the children he doesn't have. He's never had the time or the interest in becoming a biological parent.]

But he is where he is for his own safety.

[ainissesthai]

Future history, perhaps. [He pulls back a little to look down at Oswald, shaking his head in amusement.] I still can't believe you became attached to some child to that extent.

[He's never met the boy that somehow won Oswald over but can't imagine feeling the same. Children are too messy and annoying, and most have no interest in riddles. Why anyone would waste their time on one is a mystery beyond even his mind. The fact that Oswald has no connection to the boy makes it, even more, baffling - biological imperative is something he can understand - though that is hardly universal - but a stranger?]

You should be careful, Ozzie, or I'll start to think you've gone soft and then where will you be?

[hobblepot]

[With a wry smile:]

I'm pretty sure I can manage.

[His raised eyebrows, meanwhile, ask Ed, 'can you?' He understands he's being teased, and could easily meet Ed's comment with the same energy. But his wistful, contemplative mood lingers a while longer.]

Children, by and large, are filthy, shrieking little monsters. But that little boy is not. He is clever, eager to learn, and full of potential... different enough that he was once an easy target among his peers. I was able to lend my expertise to him in solving his problems and he, in turn, helped me with mine.

[He sighs softly though his nose, nuzzling the crook of Ed's neck.]

I know my heart will always be my greatest weakness. But if that weren't the case, you and I may have never come together the way that we have. And that is very sad to think about.

[The easy solution is not to. But he is inclined to take the good in his life a little less for granted now and again, knowing how easily love can and has been ripped from his fingers before.]

[ainissesthai]

[Edward just grins in response, not offering his own answer. He has to keep some parts of himself an enigma, even to those closest to him.

The expression shifts as Oswald speaks, still amused but softening, his smile turning fond.] So he's intelligent. I suppose I can see why you might become attached.

[The boy would have to be smart to be able to assist Oswald. Edward still doesn't really understand the attachment, but it's easier to see how the pieces fit together with the picture Oswald paints. It's certainly a familiar enough scenario as far as Martin's relationship with his peers goes.

Edward doesn't quite have Oswald's appreciation for the need to hold onto what matters, but he knows what it's like to lose everything and everyone he knew. That lends a certain perspective even if his inclination is to avoid thinking about it as much as possible. He prefers this, giving a pleased hum as Oswald nuzzles against him and carding fingers through his hair.]

I do prefer you soft, I think. There are enough thugs out there eager to assault anyone smarter than them - or different from themselves. [Something they both know too well.]

[hobblepot]

[It's a little funny, in a sad way, how much mockery and abuse the both of them have swallowed despite Gotham being such a magnet for the strange and the unconventional. There is some tolerance to be found here, in the form of indifference - but tolerance and acceptance aren't the same. And neither are close enough to the love Oswald is always searching for.]

I have a keen eye and appreciation for the talents of others. [He smiles against Ed's shoulder.] Hired guns and muscle are everywhere. Someone with, say, more than two brain cells to rub together, on the other hand...

[He snorts softly.]

Needless to say, I couldn't ask for a better friend, conspirator, and partner-in-crime.