#my plot

it’s full proof

two strangers have a chance meeting one night, they are both down on their luck and get to talking, the connection is instant and after getting to know each other they get into a car together, and drive away into the night from all their problems and agreeing together to take everything life hasn't given them. no pondering on everything that's gone wrong, just living life.

give me a road trip of strangers exploring unvisited cities together, beach days and nights skinny dipping, taking drugs and clubbing together into the night in strange cities, late night drives with the music blasting and sticking your head out of the sunroof, staying in both glamorous hotels with big rooms but also shitty motels, having sex and falling in love with a stranger.

I can see the GK teaming up by themselves keeping the streets of Gotham clean without Turner. Then I imagine him showing up saving them in the s2 premiere with upgraded skills. And I imagine a whole season where they get to rebuild their trust with him (because they've been apart for like one whole year??) and we find out slowly (through flashbacks) what happened to him during this training and who those people are. In the meantime Two Face does his things, Duela tries and reach out (or he's the one who does) and it's complicated because he's evil, but Harvey tries to resurface constantly and we see a lot of that, of him struggling and Harvey trying to stop his evil counterpart and keep him at bay (while telling us more about his backstory) but the evil side is winning and must be stopped. In the end the French show up to help? BUT THEN maybe the one in charge (that during that year had gained Turner's trust *causing jealousy from the GKs*) betrays them? So maybe in the finale they team up with Two Face (Duela persuades him because he and not Harvey is actually her father) to fight the French men?? Which is revealed to be the common enemy??

I imagine Two Face unleashing his full evil to do so, and also in the final fight saving Duela's life. And maybe that was Two Face, not Harevey, doing this act of care--and it breaks something good inside him. So maybe he saves her and leaves her somewhere and then disappears (party because he's ashamed of showing her his worse evil, partly cause he's afraid she may destroy his evil side, erasing it, because what is he, without it?? just Harvey).

(tw//Mentions od anxiety attacks and violence)

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Dee Problems

    Dee sat in his desk rubbing his head in irritation, his eyes puffy and tired. His hands shaking and aching from all the over working, his head dropping as he closes his eyes. Slowly passing out as his head lays onto his desk, his breathing becoming short. S.h.e.l.d.o.n comes zipping over In urgency as he quickly lifts up Dee, “come on dude! Wake up.”

 He smacked Dee, Dee grits his teeth before hitting the bot against the well. The droid let out a weak beep in pain,  Dee shook his head and regained his composure. He looked back at the droid and his eyes widen, he stumbles as he gets up and walks over to S.h.e.l.d.o.n. 

“Shel! Are you alright? Rate your pain out of 10! I apologize for my actions.. I forgot my meds.” He quickly picks up the droid and sped walk to his desk, pulling out tools and begins to fix the broken pieces and wires. “That’s- wHaT- i was— gOiNg- to remind you Of.” They glitched, before powering down when Dee began to repair.

“Ich schwöre bei Gott.. I shouldn’t have done that.. there were better answers..” he whispered under his breathe. As he finished the small damage he sat the robot on a purple glowing box of tech, letting the robot reboot. Dee let out a relieved sigh as he plops back into his chair, laying himself back before stroking his hands down his face. He can not, not take his medicine. 

If he doesn’t, he’ll end up snapping and hurting someone, or end having a anxiety attack.

He closed his eyes slowly before he opened them to look around for the bottle. He looked to the nightstand with the photo and necklace. 

Had he forgotten to put it on..? 

He shook his head before getting up and making his way to the side of his bed, he picked up the bottle before taking off the lid and popping the meds into his mouth.

He twisted his wrist and his purple markings begin to glow, a mug covered in a purple light floats over to Dee. 

He takes it into his hands and the light of his marks and of the mug goes out. He tips his head and downs it in one go, coffee always helped his mood. Maybe better than the meds.