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5qu1dink · 12 days
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put him in a cup and drink him
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muse-the-multi · 6 months
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so I noticed since we've got the dork squad (The Riddler , Scarecrow,and The Mad Hatter) what are we going to call these guys then
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fluffyfluffyscarecrow · 6 months
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Cuddling headcanons with my favorite rogues <3
Penguin
I'm not even exaggerating when I say Oswald gives the best cuddles ever.
He's a little spoon and LOVES being held and he's like a soft, warm pillow in your arms.
However, he can be the big spoon if you really want him to.
Please kiss his nose and run your fingers through his hair, he'll melt.
He's never felt so loved before.
Scarecrow
I think we can all agree this man is touch starved af so he's awkward the first few times you try to cuddle him.
Just be patient, he'll hug you back in no time.
When he does, his hugs are AMAZING. He's so soft and cuddly you might even forget he's the master of fear.
He alternates, but he prefers being the little spoon. There's just something about being wrapped up in your arms that makes him feel so loved.
He absolutely loves when you stroke his hair. And it feels like a fluffy blanket to touch so of course you give him all the headpats he needs and then some.
Tickle him a bit, his laugh is the sweetest sound you'll ever hear.
Two Face
These two NEED your cuddles.
Harvey is a bit gentler when it comes to cuddling, he'll wrap his arms around you as you lay on his chest and listen to his heartbeat.
Two Face wants to squeeze you as tight as he can, and for you to squeeze him back.
They alternate spoons as well. Harvey loves holding you and watching you fall asleep in his arms, but he also adores when you wrap your arms around him and use him as a human pillow. Two Face is kinda the same except he prefers being the little spoon.
They both love it when you pet their hair or stroke their scars, it makes them feel so loved.
Please give them kisses and tell them you love them, it means so much to them.
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bluesfreakingart · 7 months
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hello! Love your art ! 🫣 Was wondering if you ever drew Oswald ? 🫣 I just love him
FOR YOU??? MY MOOT???? OF COURSE! also a nice little challenge for me to sketch him out but honestly he sure is shapes!
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parasol-p · 8 months
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Hey ! I just wanted to say I really enjoy your artstyle, especialy the way you draw Johnathan Crane and Oswald Cobblepot . It’s nice to meet someone who know howto appreciate his design of the 1992 animated serie at it’s fair value ;)
Thank you!! He's by far my favorite version in design, writing, and performance, I'm glad there are other people who appreciate him. I don't know if I've ever drawn BTAS Scarecrow, so here they both are!
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gothamitelove · 1 month
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Hi! I heard you like receiving Oswald Cobblepot requests, so... What about a BTAS Penguin with a reader who doesn't know what to do with themselves when being flirted on? They are not only shy, but their first response is to look away and giggle all flustered because they are not used to it-let alone Oz's knee-buckling flirting 🫠 Also, they make up for their lack of flirting skills by kissing him on the cheek and avoiding his gaze like a flustered school girl who just made an advance on her crush. Thank you and no pressure! 🩷
OH YOU KNOW ME SO WELL ANON. i love this req so much its so cute
btas!oswald cobblepot w/flustered!reader:
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all of your reactions just spur him on, let's be real. it's an invitation to push further, to see what else makes you flush, what else you'll let him get away with.
not only that but it's really flattering, too. oswald is rich as hell, we know this, and so does everybody else. lots of people who flirt with him are only after his money. the fact that you're not makes you something of an anomaly
it's honestly a match made in heaven. im being so real
as time goes on, he slowly escalates things. he doesnt want to scare you off, after all.
maybe it's a hand on your knee, or a unabashed smile, or a pet name- "sweetheart" and "darling" come to mind
just to test the waters. see what you'll take. and then he starts checking you out when you're looking, or buying you gifts
the thing is, and this is what really gets me about him, is that he wants to do right by you. he likes giving you what you want, likes making you happy. he's keeping track of what you like and gearing his actions towards that
and he's kind of a tease! absolutely the type to make you ask for what you want. but he always makes sure you get it in the end
he goes above and beyond to make you smile, and that's just a fact
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lonleydweller · 4 months
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BTAS characters (any and how ever many you want to write for) dealing with a s/o who is very stubborn especially with injuries. Like they’re the type of person who works long, horrible hours on their feet all day only to continue to stand on their aching feet after their shift. S/o will rarely acknowledge the pain/discomfort around their partner until it’s literally unavoidable (like they can’t walk from being on their feet so much they get an injury).
And yes this happened to me. Even now my brain doesn’t want to rest and recover.
🌹BTAS Penguin +Two face with stubborn overworked s/o🌹
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Decided to so these two as they don't have anything yet!!
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Warnings: mentions of being overworked, injuries
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● He admires your work ethic truly, he does, just not that comes at your own expense.
● Constantly trying to get you to take breaks, whether you know it or not, offering a day out, dinner, saying he needs your help with something, no, no work can wait!
● He tries to urge you to get a different job, unless it's your dream job, if not he'll help you get whatever your dream job is, which is hopefully less physically demanding. He'll even offer you a job at the iceberg lounge if you'd like! If it is your dream job, he offers any assistance he can.
● Whenever you get home, whether you live with him or not, expect a warm bath ready, some pillows, and blankets when you walk in.
● You may also find over time your boss is suddenly giving you more pay, less hours, or less laborious work. Questioning your boss may result in a nervous chuckle and them brushing you off. Oswald claims he only had a friendly conversation with said boss.
● Regardless of what you do he ends up doting on you to hell and back.
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● Their confusion manifests itself with annoyance and nagging, Why do they work you to this extent? Who's your boss? Who's in charge of making the shifts? Why don't you quit and get a different job?
● They'll be bugging about your hours, how much are they paying you, are they paying over time, are you getting any bonuses or benefits? Surely this can't be legal, or they at least have to have something illegal going on. Every company skeletons in their closets.
.● While he may not be a D.A anymore, he still has some friends in the legal space he could "persuade" to take action. If he can't do anything that way, some good old intimidation and guns are sure to shut your boss down.
● No? You don't want him to do that? Fine. However they're tagging along to your work as much as they can, making sure you're not being pushed around by some lousy higher up, and helping you with whatever task you've been assigned.
● Luckily whenever he's tailing behind you upper management seems to lay off. How nice, some even offer a bit of extra help and allow you more frequent breaks!
● They'll offer to get you more comfortable shoes, socks, they'll offer to carry you around as well! They'll also see if he can find any medicine like painkillers that could help, hey that's another idea, see if you could get a medical exemption. They're really just trying to help in any way you'll let them.
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kmrougeposting · 3 months
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🐧Happy Penguin Awareness Day!☂️
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bluetortoist · 4 months
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Time to show off some doodles of one of my OCs after binging as much batman series as I could, including BTAS, The Batman 2004, Brave and the Bold, the movies, etc. I fell in love with the Gotham Rogues all over again.
I've already made a few OCs, but to start, this one is Mavis. She is a harpy who imprinted on Penguin at birth and considers him her father. He kept her to be, at first, just as another loyal, powerful pet, but soon came to see her like a daughter to him too. Thus, a bird family in crime.
Last pic was my first ever sketches of chick Mavis and Penguin. You could tell I was still trying to figure out how to draw pengie haha!
Penguins note in full:
Note #5 - "Any news of strange phenomena that could be connected to the child's existence came up short. None of my connections had any clue of where she could have came from. The only hypothesis I could come up with is, admittedly outlandish, but not completely out of the question (Im not blind to some of the inhuman things that happen in this city). I refer to beings called 'harpies' from the mythologies. Stories of bird-like women who lead men of all kinds to their deaths, or who torture the damned souls in the underworld. All utter nonsense, but everytime I look at the child, I cant help but think there is something otherworldly about her."
Below is a bit more stuff about her
Name: Mavis (Unofficial) Cobblepot
Age: About 18-19
Gender: Cis Female
Identifies: Pan/Demi
Race: Harpy
Current Living: Gotham City
Allegiance: Neutral Evil - True Neutral
Powers/Abilites:
• Hypnotic Voice: Uses her singing voice to charm and manipulate the minds of anyone in her range into becoming submissive to her under the delusions of adoration for her.
• Typical features as like that of a bird of prey, keen eyesight 10× more than humans, Flying in silence, Can see in the dark, Heightened hearing. etc
• Strong, sharp, powerful talons for feet that can be used not only for attack, but for stealth capturing people (sometimes it's how she carries Penguin in means of escape).
• She is also efficient in knife combat and close quarter combat (for when shes in a finite space too small to fly around in), Knows how to use a gun, but rarely ever uses or carries one.
History: Oswald found her as an egg under mysterious circumstances, not knowing how she even got here or where she came from. Because she imprinted on him already, he decided to raise her and form her into another, stronger one of his loyal pet birds. However, as much as he tried keeping her under the conditions of a pet, Mavis still ended up seeing him as her father. And eventually Oswald, who denied for the longest, felt the same way as well.
Notes/Quirks: Mavis struggles a bit with human speech due to Harpies having different vocal chords than humans, so she was mute along with saying simple sentences for a good half of her life; she is very intelligent however and understands human language, can read and write very well, excels in math and business skills, just takes time talking./ She molts once a year and lasts over 2-3 weeks; it's very itchy and irritating and makes her grumpy the whole time./ She is a carnivorous bird and her favorite to eat is liver.
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BTAS Dork Squad and also Penguin (all separately, no poly this time) have an s/o who falls incredibly ill and is bedridden for weeks. One particularly bad night, they're sitting at the bedside while their s/o is unconscious. Suddenly, an appropriately unsettling (or completely normal looking) apparition of your choice appears in the room with them. There's no question what's happening: The Reaper is here to stake their claim on the sickly s/o. But Death can be swayed. Or beaten. How do the boys react to the situation, and how would they save the reader?
BTAS Dork Squad (plus Penguin) x Reader
How ominous! They'll really have to figure out how to save their beloved! First time writing for BTAS Penguin, very exciting <3
TW: Discussions of death, religion mention
BTAS Mad Hatter
Death appears as a gentleman in fine attire and top hat. Like something out of a storybook. The only indication that he is Wrong is when he takes off his glove and reveals the skeletal bones of his hands.
Oh, no no, this simply won't do! Jervis covers your body with his, covering his face and his eyes to wash the vision of death away! Despite living within his fantasy, he's still somewhat rational. This is because of stress. Chemicals and wiring misfiring within his brain-
Yet he feels his lovers body grow cold and he whips up, looking at the Reaper, begging him to stop. The flush goes back to your feverish cheeks and he realizes this is all too real.
"What could you want? I have nothing to give of consequence!" Jervis doesn't exactly think he wants money or jewelry. Or mind control devices...
"I want them." The Reaper states, "That is what I came here for. Nothing more." Jervis wraps himself tighter around you, refusing to sit idly by- and he notices something about the gentleman. His hat is beaten. And worn.
Jervis waves his hand, "Perhaps! Perhaps I could interest you in a bit of haberdashery! Some fine fixing, as it were!"
His skill in the smallest of mechanics has given his hyperfixation for Alice in Wonderland themed clothing a definitive boost over the years. The finest threading.
A deal is made. Jervis fixes the Reapers hat and you would not be taken at this time. Through the night as you slept through fever and rattling cough, Jervis moved nimble fingers tight and steamed and molded...
In the morning dawn, you woke up. Jervis told you he was exhausted, crawling into bed with you. His fingers had several bandages and when you asked, he merely says "We had a guest in need of a hat fixing."
BTAS Scarecrow
While at first he's incredibly doubtful of the existence of this foul creature, the skeletal shadow it reaches over you makes Jon a believer. Is this some... punishment from God? Some reckoning for his past sins of wreaking fear into the hearts of man?
Is he meant to suffer his very worst fear as recompense? Is this Hell?
It is not. It is merely a trial of some sort. Death sees a chessboard and expresses interest. He'd been teaching you and playing you in the moments you were awake. Perhaps Death would like a game? A wager?
Jon is not a gambling man. What this figure might not know is that Jon has played two of the most brilliant minds in all of Gotham during their stints in Arkham- a former neuroscientist and a certified genius.
Even Death has their psychological tells. They're difficult to read, but Jonathan has had practice. Little twitches, both of them analyzing the board.
The shambling ghoul that sits across from him has no facial features. Yet, Jonathan can sense they want to win desperately. Not from wanting you, though that is a bonus. No, rather, it's a nagging fear of losing.
And that is what he needs. Faking the Reaper out, allowing them to think they've gained an upper hand for Jon to yank it out from underneath at just the right moment. Risky, but feeds into the fear and makes Death sloppy.
"Set. Match." It takes almost an hour, but Jonathan manages to beat the Reaper. His hands are trembling. His brow sweating.
Death shakes with rage and points to you in bed, "I will have them... But... not today. And one day... I will have you, too. I will not forget this." Then he disappears.
Jonathan falls asleep at your bedside, waiting for you to wake up. Your gentle hand in his hair makes his eyes flutter and you look... better. Sweet, sweet relief.
BTAS Riddler
"Oh Jonathan, if this is your idea of some tasteless joke-" it's three a.m., how did you even get in here? Edward has so much security installed, this is ridiculous- it's when the figure passes his hand over you and your skin turns a hypoxic blue that Edward panics.
You see, Death heard of a genius who made games. Self-proclaimed smartest man alive. Death has always wanted a challenge... and what better wager than the soul of one you love? Cruel, perhaps, but he's been called that many a time before.
Edward immediately takes him up on it. He'll beat you at your game, ghoul. Or, crudely stated, Game ON, bitch. With his grandiose intelligence and stratagem... Unless this spectre is somehow Batman in disguise, Edward knows he's going to win. He has to.
It's an ancient game, one Edward hasn't even heard of. Lost to the ages, Death says. It's rules and playing pieces mere ash except for what Death himself has kept. And it's rules are numerous and complex.
The playing board represents a sort of river styx. Appropriately, perhaps, the goal of the game is to wade your way out of the river before death and the other souls can take you. So it's timed as well. One player is Death. The other is the poor soul trying to escape.
"And I never lose." Death says. Edward merely responds, "Well, you've never played me."
The game lasts five hours in length. Death has an hour glass set that Edward watches in horror as each grain reminds him how close you are to dying. What he truly has to lose. But he can't let his emotions run wild.
The idea of never seeing you smile or laugh at his witticisms again- to croon and tell him you love him and that he's your genius. It spurs each moment on as he falls to what feels like constantly shifting rules.
The Reaper asks Edward as only minutes remain, "You are a man of riddles. Here's one for you: I have a beginning, but no end and I end all things that begin. What am I?"
They both know the mocking answer.
With moments to spare, The Riddler beats the game. He practically flips over the board, cheering and being generally smug. He waits to see Death's reaction.
He laughs. Waves Riddler away before shaking his hand, "Good game."
He'd heard right. And so you live through this sickness. Edward looks forward to making you laugh for years to come.
BTAS Penguin
The figure who approaches your bedside is no private doctor or nurse. Penguin questions her, his eyelids swollen from worry and stress. Her smile, at first serene, moves to a grin too wide for her face. Penguin aims his umbrella at her and finds the bullet does nothing.
She is Death and she has come for your soul. Merely step aside, little man, for it is not your time yet. She talks to him as one would a child, adding insult to injury.
If he cannot wound her, he instead begs, "This isn't right! They have done nothing! Commited no crime other than gracing me with their affections!"
"The good never last for long. We both know that." Death responds.
Penguin offers everything- gold, jewelry, the finest cloth and diamonds one could ever want! Is it money? He can give you money, he has it! Everything in his account!
"I will not be satisfied with paltry mortal things." She says, "You need to accept these things. They'll happen to you, too. The rot. The cold-"
Oswald panics. The one person who ever truly accepted him. Someone he's told everything to, even his darkest secrets. The person he wants to grow old with...!
He stands in front of you, tears in his eyes. She tells him to move. He refuses. She looks annoyed.
With his last shot, he tells her, "Then take mine if you won't be satisfied, you corrupt banshee!"
That... makes her pause, "You would give your soul? For theirs?"
He nods. Of course. Take the damn thing! What would be the point of it if you died like this? He has no need!
And so she takes his face in her hands... and begins to pull his soul out from his body. Its agonizing like this, when he's so alive. It's painful, but he accepts it-
Until she stops. And sighs. Rolls her eyes. She frowns, "You've taken all the fun from this."
And suddenly she's gone. And you're coughing awake, telling Oswald that you just had the strangest dream. He cries as he holds you.
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chrism02 · 6 months
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This is the version of Oswald Cobblepot I have created. I have mixed characteristics from existing lore such as BTAS, TNBA, and the comics with some details that are uniquely mine such as the scars, languages he knows, education, etc. If you use it, please credit me, because it's both the right and decent thing to do and because I'd love to read/see your work! 😊
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5qu1dink · 13 days
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i’m going to throw up…….. btas penguin save me…
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plush4bunny · 6 months
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"He removes his cigarette holder from between his cherry lips and releases the smoke from his mouth, looking in that moment as vicious as a dragon. He lifts his umbrella and presses the button on the handle."
scene about one sexy Oswald Cobblepot (Alfred Molina fancast) saving you from danger in @chrism02's DC Penguin x Batwoman!reader fic called "Botch up"
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fluffyfluffyscarecrow · 6 months
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BTAS headcanons: Stroking their hair (Two Face, Scarecrow, and Penguin)
Very, very self indulgent as I have literally dreamt about this.
Two Face
It's no secret that he's touch starved, and he absolutely melts at even the slightest touch from you.
Due to his scars he believes he's disgusting, so physical affection from you reassures him that he's not and you love him the way he is.
Despite the whole acid thing his hair is actually really soft.
He enjoys this even more than you do. It's the perfect thing to comfort him whenever he needs it, which is pretty often imo.
Scarecrow
This dude has INCREDIBLY fluffy hair. Like you could literally just pet it for hours and never get tired of it.
He denies this fact at first but eventually makes an effort to not wear his mask around you so you can always stroke his hair if you'd like.
He's awkward about this but he does enjoy it, it means a lot to him to have a partner like you who adores him unconditionally.
Penguin
Oswald has always been very insecure about his appearance and believed himself to be unattractive since he was young, so when you came along, he had no idea what to do.
His hair is fairly thin but quite silky and soft, it feels like heaven to just run your fingers through it.
He loves when you do this and is always willing to let you stroke his hair as long as you'd like.
Absolutely loves when you cuddle him while doing it. He might even fall asleep in your arms.
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hollowsart · 2 years
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charming, endearing, very fun to watch in the handful of episodes he appears in, and he deserves better, I think. I also love the choice of voice. very classy :>
also I mean, look at this guy:
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come on, man. -chef kiss- get you a dude who can do BOTH.
Edit: Please, stop saying he looks like Gru the joke isn’t funny, it’s annoying. Thank you.
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mr-voorhees-husband · 2 months
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Hi hi ok I'm not the same anon, just someone else whos slightly too infatuated with Mr. Cobblepot, especially from BTAS. If you're still taking requests, can I get something with him? Dealer's choice, or I'm sure I can come up with a prompt. Thanks so much!
Yelllo! I actually wrote this a while back but I don’t believe I ever published it, so, have this gem!
Warnings: none really, minor alcohol mention, it’s a Christmas party with the rogues
Info: Btas!Oswald Cobblepot x GN(masc leaning)!reader (no gender is explicitly mentioned, but it is slightly implied in like one sentence)
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“So, [Name].”
“So, Edward.” you replied, continuing to pour mugs of warm Apple Cider Moonshine. Glancing up for a fleeting moment, you were surprised to see the two green themed heros leaning on the counter, Ivy with her signature smirk, and Riddler smiling like the Cheshire cat. With a sigh, you lowered the pitcher and raised an eyebrow.
“What do you think about Pengy? Think he’s cute?” Isley purred, fully leaning against the counter and walking her fingers up your chest to boop your nose. For a lesbian, she tended to flirt with men plenty, it just seemed to be in her nature, you suppose (pun not intended).
“You know how I feel, Ivy.” you shook your head, lips unwillingly smiling at the mention of the bird-based villain. “He's sweet, cute, unbelievably polite.” Another sigh, this one an odd mix of listful and discouraged. “And way, way, out of my league.”
“Mhmhm.” Edward hummed, waving his hand dismissively at the idea. “Yes- but would you kiss him?”
“No, Edward, I wouldn't,” you drawled on sarcastically as you started to fill the last two mugs, “of course I would! I’d do it in a heartbeat. But he doesn't like me like that, Eddie.”
They shared a look, before slinking out of the kitchen without another word. You sighed, shaking your head as you poured the last mug. “Bane! Mind leadin’ me a hand in here?”
Once everyone had gotten their drinks, some with alcoholic hot cocoa, others with your Apple Cider Moonshine, and Freeze with his eggnog, the festivities had officially started. Edward had a Christmas based trivia game, Harley and Ivy with karaoke, along with several various board games and movies in the background. It was going.. amazing, surprisingly. Jervis and Jonathan hadn't fought once, Harley didn't do a single prank, and Bane didn't break anything by accident.
The night was going great, and now it was time for presents.
“Mine first!” Harley chirped, jumping up before anyone else could. “Or- Emmett's first, technically, but it's from me!” She downright leaped over Jon and Freeze to reach the tree, grabbing a small black box with a red ribbon keeping it closed. Rushing back to the group, she dropped it on your lap with a beaming smile.
“I’m.. Very worried about this.” you murmured, taking a nervous glance at Oswald who was beside you. After everyone else took their seats before him, he was forced to sit next to you, which you far from minded. “This.. This better not be a glitter bomb Harls, because if it is-”
“Just open it!”
“Okay-! Okay.” you sighed, Harley backing away which made your eyebrows raise. “Ozzie, if I go down, will you go down with me?” your words were joking, but nonetheless the less Oswald took them to heart.
“Of course, my dear owl, if you are coated in glitter, I will be too.” He grinned, scooting closer so the box was between you both. One more glance at Harley, and you tugged off the ribbon.
There was a flash of white, before something leaped from the box like a jack-in-the-box, the ‘jack’ now a couple inches above your head, between you and Oswald. you blinked, a bit bewildered, turning to glare at the clown. “Really?” It wasn't angry, more so just confused and a bit annoyed. “Better than last year's glitter bomb…”
“Look up.” Harley giggled, pointing to the jack. Oswald and you did it at the same time, and your eyes widened at the round, tear shaped leaves, and white berries.
Mistletoe.
You both looked at eachother, eyes wide and face steadying turning more red.
“Well?” Ed called from the beanbag he was sharing with Harley, grinning, “what are you waiting for?”
“Oh- I- Oswald, you don't-”
“Dear if you don't want to kiss-”
Silence, both of you staring as realization seemed to kick in. You both wanted to kiss each other, but simply just.. thought the other one didn't. That by itself was a revelation, but right now you had seven of your shared friends watching with bated breaths. you knew better than to keep them waiting, too.
In one swift movement, you ducked down and pressed your lips to Oswald’s. He squawked in surprise, but just as your companions started to cheer, he was kissing back with his hands cupping your hips. Oh, both of you were inexperienced, and the kiss was awkward, but you didn't care and neither did Oz.
You pulled away, face red both from everyone’s collective cheering that their plan had worked and from the kiss, and smiled.
“Merry Christmas, Ozzie.”
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