#ask-a-penguin 🐧

[beefcake-penguin]

Ask game!

Number 2, 6, 11. 🤗

2. 3 movies you have rewatched many times:

Raiders of the Lost Ark - Probably my all-time favorite movie 🤠

The Fellowship of the Ring - I'm obsessed with the Lord of the Rings trilogy and rewatch them at least once a year

Blade Runner - My comfort movie. I bought a synth and taught myself to play it purely because of how much I love the soundtrack 😬

6. 3 characters that inspire you:

Lena Luthor - I love how determined she is and the "I never stood behind a man"-quote is an all-time classic (season 5 never happened 😑. I do not see it. There is no season 5 in Ba Sing Se)

Supergirl / Kara Zor-El - Even before the show, she was always my favorite comic character. To have such a tragic backstory and still be so hopeful and kind... I wuv her 🥺

Gideon Nav - How I'm trying to be: an endearing, dumb (but secretly smart), wise-cracking, sincere, devoted, loving, beefcake. "Disgusting little cuckoo", my beloved ✊🏼🥺

11. 3 books that you would recommend everyone to read:

And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie

Her Body and Other Parties by Carmen Maria Machado

I'm Thinking of Ending Things by Iain Reid

[ageless-aislynn]

Angst! 16

Fluff! 13

Misc.! 16

And… for characters I’m going to throw out Kai, Alenko, and Soap. Do whatever pairings or friendships you’d like. Also I’m not gonna die if you choose not to use those characters. Or prompts. I dunno, I just wanna read your stuff man.

*glee* Thank you SO much for sending some prompts my way! These are all pretty short but mark my first time writing 2 of the 3 characters, so I'm just carefully dipping a toe in the COD and ME pools, lol!

Thanks so much again! 😎👍

Angst 16. “Are you hurt?” “No.” “Then why are there bruises all over your face?”

Sergeant John "Soap" MacTavish & Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley, Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 3

"Are you hurt?"

"No."

"Then why are there bruises all over your face?"

"You ought to see the other guy, Lt," Soap said with an unrepentant grin, unmarred by the fact his left eye was nearly swollen shut and he had a prominent cut on his lower lip.

Ghost sighed slightly behind his skull balaclava. "Sure I'll recognize him by all the bruises on his knuckles," he said dryly.

Fluff 13. Are you flirting with me?” “You finally noticed?”

Kaidan Alenko/Commander Shepard, Mass Effect (reader's choice as to whether it's male or female Shep 😉)

"Are you flirting with me?"

"You finally noticed?"

Kaidan squinted, several Commander Shepards swimming in front of him in the dim bar lighting, all wearing fondly amused expressions.

"You are flirting with me!" he stated as if having uncovered a core secret of the universe.

Shepard's smile broadened. "Think it's time to take you home and tuck you into bed."

"I'm going home with Cmdr. Shepard," he proclaimed loudly to the crowd around them. Several people raised a glass in good-natured salutes.

"Yeah, they know." Shepard got an arm around him, sliding him off the bar stool and onto his feet. "Most of them were at our wedding, after all."

Misc 16. “YOU SAID TO BE HONEST STOP HITTING ME!”

Kai-125 & Vannak-134, Halo the series

"YOU SAID TO BE HONEST, STOP HITTING ME!"

John heard Kai's shout from the hallway outside of the Spartan quarters and shoved the door open to see—

He blinked. For a solid moment, he wasn't quite sure what he was seeing, actually. Kai vaulted over her own bed, being pursued hotly by Vannak.

"That wasn't honest," he said grimly. "You're just being mean."

"Look, it's not my fault that that penguin documentary was kinda lame and—"

"IT WAS NOT!" Vannak bellowed back and took a swing at her that would've definitely put a marine in the infirmary for a month, if not in the ground, permanently. For Kai, it would've at the very least mussed her hair. "Those penguins are adorable and—"

"Lame. Laaaaaame," she singsonged, ducking a flurry of punches, then doing a very impressive parkour run up the wall into a backflip that sent her soaring over the enraged Spartan's head.

"THEY'RE NOT LAME, YOU TAKE THAT BACK!"

John looked over at Riz, who was calmly sitting at a nearby table, reading something on her padd. She met his gaze, shrugged, and then went back to reading.

They crisscrossed the room rapidly, with Vannak coming close to getting his hands on her but, ultimately, Kai would manage to slip away at the last second. The entire time, she continued to issue penguin insults that, for some reason, the other Spartan took extremely personally.

John opened his mouth, about to say… something. Then he gave a slight shake of his head.

"I have paperwork to do," he announced to no one. "Don't I, Cortana?"

"I can find you some, Chief."

"That would be great," he said and just turned around and walked away.

Sentence Starters

[pretentiouswreckingball]

and what is ur favorite stuffed animal loopsie?

Inbox me (1) thing you want to know about me.

you know who it issss reggie under the cut

[sheilaerinniperonista]

LISRTREEEENNNNNN YOUBWOULD LOVE OSWALD (the guy that looks like a oenguin)

I ALREADY LOBE HIM. I can't believe this. Penguin..... as soon as I'm done with Utena I will try to watch this thing.

[lonelydiary]

💜✨SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING💜🤩

Thank you, my lovely broski in crime! 💜🌷🐧 Sending the warmest fluffiest hugs to you! 🤗

[bugsshipping]

OOOOOOO GOTHAM S/I!??!?!?!?

Please, do share🙏🏼🙏🏼 any lore?

YESSSSSSSS THANK YOU 🙏🙏

Sososoos I haven’t researched the show in so long and I plan to soon bc I’m obsessing over the characters again so the story might be wrong just from my memory but whatever also spoilers (again from memory so probably wrong)🙏 so my main idea was after having Oswald Gertrud had another child years later much to Oswald’s original dismay because of course he worries for her and doesn’t want her to have more to take care of. He ends up taking care of the kid from a young age so his mother has time to work and such. Despite his original distaste for the kid he grows fond of him quickly, taking responsibility for him when his mother can’t. During his time as Fish’s umbrella boy, he keeps his brother hidden away with him, trying to keep him away from all the crime and corruption and trying to keep him a secret from Fish and her gang. He tries to keep his two lives separate but he’s horrible at hiding his feelings and pretending everything is okay so of course El knows everything isn’t as great as his brother says and Fish eventually finds out and that’s as far as I’ve gotten until I rewatch the show and job my memory of the lore but more posting soon

Proship dni

[therhythmafterthesummer]

hello!!

chris/king taking care of sick pretty/queen !!! because im sick and i miss my chanchan <3

- 🐧

king chris would clear his whole schedule if he precious queen was sick )): his mate is sick??? everything else can wait. minho will handle it, he's sure. he'd get the best physicians for his beloved, but even then he'd barely leave their chambers because what if she needs him???? he has to help!! even if it's just by bringing her a glass of water.

as for wereroomies!chris, he probably would continue to go to work because he's a workaholic, but he'd be glued to his phone. he'd call his prettiest every fifteen minutes, he'd even leave work on time just so he can drop by the pharmacy to get pretty some extra vitamins and medicine, and then to the convenience store so he can buy some items that she might enjoy eating or maybe just to get items to prepare some soup or porridge... if he has a hard time cooking, he'd definitely call minho or autumn to help him out, which i'm sure pretty would appreciate.

[oddballcobblebot]

guys send me asks i want some cause it makes me feel super cool

[heftbyjapanesebreakfast]

IS IT YOUR BIRTHDAY?! ohh my god happy birthday love i hope you have a wonderful day 🩷

awwwww 🫶🥹🫶🫶🥰🥰🥰🩷🩷🩷 thank youuuuu so so muchhhh!!! i appreciate youuuuu mwahhh

[mihai-florescu]

stop bc my dad asked me if i wanted to go to a depeche mode concert because there’s like a huge venue they’re playing for a few days near me and i was like ???? yes is that even a question? but he like. never got them. still trying to convince him

THERE'S STILL TIME<3 good luckkk

[beefcake-penguin]

Hmmm... infinite penguins? This is heaven, methinks 💪🏼🤔

🐧🐧🐧

[liyazaki]

Good morning my loveliest Mor,

You do realise your tags were a challenge and I really wanted to make you answer all the questions, but I didn't - because nice and responsible adult here. Anygay -

5. What is your favorite movie/TV show to gif?

32. What is your favorite tool/adjustment layer in Photoshop?

40. Why do you make gifs?

*sends glitter and unicorns to get you through your day*

🌻💜

Ama, Ama, Ama- I already whined at you about this but you picked THE question I was talking about anyway, darling dearest one 😂🥰

5. what is your favorite movie/TV show to gif?

for sentimentality, I gotta give it to ITSAY: that show is the single, solitary reason I learned how to GIF. and it really had to be ITSAY- if I loved it/BKPP any less, I probably would've called it quits 😂 for technical purposes, coloring KinnPorsche was (mostly) a dream.

my advice to anyone struggling with learning how to GIF (or learning anything, really): whenever you make a 'mistake' or start kicking yourself for accidentally doing something the hard way, I want to challenge you to tell yourself, "this is learning too & hey- I really won't forget this lesson now"- because it's so true. I know it doesn't feel like it now, but your mess-ups are still time well spent.

you're not an idiot: you're doing a new, hard-at-first thing. so many people say they want to try xyz & never start, yet here you are- actually putting in the work & DOING the damn thing! I promise it'll pay off in spades & it's going to feel so good when it does.

32. what is your favorite tool/adjustment layer in Photoshop?

reference what I said first here 😂 my absolute favorite 'tool' has to do with manipulating source video in Timeline in a way that's totally new to me. I'll probably post a screen record + voice-over this weekend to explain it & I'll tag you when I do!

that being said, I don't know what I'd do without Selective Color (adjustment layer). it doesn't do everything but it comes pretty close, and there's nothing that targets specific hues in GIFs better.

40. why do you make gifs?

I'm a visual hoe through & through, though I'm liking writing/analysis more & more, too- so GIFFing is a quick & dirty way of contributing to whatever fandom I'm in. I also LIVE for vibrant color palettes & love the challenge of elevating a scene with coloring.

plus- the more quality queer edits we put out, the more attention these shows will get. it's all about furthering the Gay Agenda™.

ask me gif making questions

[leejungchans]

green! a total sweetheart, sometimes chaotic but it's just over that one loser, and very very talented <3

- livvie

“JUST OVER THAT ONE LOSER” CRYINGWHWJW he is such a knucklehead 😞😞😞😞😞😞😞 and tysm livvie hehe i would luv to be a cute lil frog with her lilypad umbrella 💗💗

[yandere--stuck]

Is it possible to make a request headcanons for Yandere BTAS Oswald Cobblepot?(ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

🐧 Oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot is, above all things, a man with impeccable taste. It's only natural that he'd set his sights on you. A vision of pure enchantment. Divinity in human form. A marble sculpture made flesh, allowing unworthy, mortal eyes to bask in your grace. As a collector of fine art, Oswald knew he had to have you. In a room full of art, he'd only desire to steal you.

☂️ Using the wealth, power, and connections he's accrued over his criminal career, Oswald is easily able to gain information on you. He sends out some of his underlings to keep watch over you, keep track of your routine, and relay any and all findings on you back to him. Such knowledge is key to the courtship process, after all. What kind of suitor would he be if he knew nothing of his lovebird?

🐧 Oswald will likely incorporate a mixture of both his and your interests into future thefts in an attempt to catch your eye. If you have a favorite artist, news coverage will suddenly report that The Penguin has also developed an interest in plundering their work. You may or may not find your favorite prices suddenly displayed in your home. When he finally reveals himself to you, he aims to spoil you even more. The finest of garments, quality cooking, luxury furnishings… In fact, why stay anywhere else but his manor? You deserve nothing but the best, the perfect home, and… Well, Oswald has so many, big empty rooms…

☂️ Oswald also makes sure to inform his fellow Rogues that you are completely off-limits with regards to any crimes they may commit, even if only incidentally. He wants you safe and sound, and will not allow you to fall victim to criminal activity because of the life he's chosen.

🐧 Oswald is able to convince himself that any of your refutations on the nature of your relationship can be waved away as shyness or insecurity on your part. As such, he wants nothing more than to reassure you that you deserve all the love he has to offer. And, with him being rather affectionate, he typically uses touch to prove this to you. Being a gentleman, Oswald loves bestowing kisses upon your hand or cheek when in public. He'll also whisper sweet nothings into your ear in hopes of making you flustered. In a more private environment, he's especially fond of cuddling, and may even try to preen you if he gets caught up in the moment.

☂️ He's semi-lucid in terms of his awareness that you may not return his feelings. It's a constant creeping feeling at the back of his mind left behind by Ms. Vreeland and her cohorts. However, Oswald is able to quell these concerns with the excuse that you only act so hesitant to be with him due to concerns with the law. It makes sense, doesn't it? You wouldn't want to appear complicit in any of Oswald's criminal activities lest you also be punished by Gotham's joke of a justice system. In fact, Oswald wouldn't have it any other way. The only thing that matters to him is your safety and happiness. But, he doesn't dare ask if it truly is the case. He doesn't want to ruin this for himself, just in case. He doesn't want to shatter the illusion. He just wants to be happy and to make you happy and for you to love him as much as he does you. Just let him have this, please.

[thirstybtsthoughts]

Idk how to explain this but I’ve been having this thirsty thought for quite a while with Namjoon. But I want to do this position with Namjoon where he is sitting up and I am on his lap but his legs are either criss crossed or out and my legs are wrapped around his waist. Like just having this closeness of hands and arms around each other, faces so close and just sensual riding. Oh god it’s a thirsty thought I’ve been wanting to make real!!

-🐧

I love the intimacy of this position and with Joon oh my godddd it would feel so good to be this close, skin to skin, feeling his breath on yours, holding onto the back of his hair or shoulders, looking into his eyes with endless lust, he can whisper either the sweetest things to you or the filthiest things, making you wetter with each thrust…😩🥵🥵

[finniestoncrane]

Finnie you know who this is (I wish they let you send asks from a side account 😭😭). ANYWAY soooo per our discussion, I would like to request 2022 Ozzie being a gentle Dom but specifically focusing on his fingers. 👀👀 The coldness of his rings contrasting the warmth of readers body, how he may tease them until they say "please" and then he's willing to do anything for them.

Also if it could be plus size reader, that would be fantastic uwu. 💙💙

Two Fingers

Farrell!Penguin x Fem!Reader, word count: 1.75k fingers fingers fingers fingers fingers i am going insane over this request bug and it cheered me up immensely while i was writing it at my desk BUT it kinda got away from me lmao i hope reader was plus sized enough, i always forget to describe reader because i spent so long training myself not to lol 💜🐧 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: teasing, fingering, nipple play, gentle dom ozzie

"Two fingers of scotch, sweetheart."

You stopped in your tracks, arms on either side of you, pushing you up from the cushion. Looking over to Oswald's desk, you caught his eye, and he smiled towards you.

"If you're getting up to go to the bar."

"Oh! I wasn't actually. I was getting up to come over and see you."

You stood up from the sofa in the corner of Oswald's office, your perch, as he called it. The place you sat most evenings, waiting for him to finish up his work. When you reached him, you jutted your hip out and rested against the edge of the desk, laying your palm delicately against the lapel of his suit jacket.

"I thought that maybe you'd be better comforted by a warm touch, than a stiff drink. Besides, with the day you've had? Do you really think two fingers'll be enough?"

He grinned, gold tooth catching in the light, twinkling in sync with his eyes as a mischievous sparkled in them.

"Two fingers is always enough."

You fed into the flirting, encouraging it with your smile and batting your eyelashes at him. Running the edge of the lapel between your fingers, you stared at his lips, biting softly at your own as you held back the embarrassing, excited giggle that threatened to escape you. In an attempt to maintain composure, you took a deep breath, exhaling with a sultry sigh, and shifted ever so slightly closer to him.

"Is that so?"

"Oh yeah, you'd be surprised at what two fingers can accomplish. Or, rather, toots, you'd be amazed at what I can do with two fingers."

No longer able to suppress the glee in the giggle you let out, you practically jumped at the way he spoke to you. Low, growling, so incredibly attractive. You were moving closer to him, now on the same side of the desk as Oswald. He turned in his chair, resting his palms on the widest part of your hips. His fingers tickled delicately over the surface of your protrusions and curves as he moved his hands up and down your sides, guiding you with him as he turned his chair back around to face the desk. He let his touch linger as you settled into your new position, sandwiched between his body, still seated, and the desk, which you rested against.

You stood still, your legs between Oswald's which were spread wide apart to give you space. The way he looked up at you made you feel like a work of art, gazed on from people smaller than you, people down on the ground. People who were trying to get to the same level as you, reaching for the pedestal that Oswald sat you on.

"Ok then, what can you do with two fingers then, Mr Cobblepot?"

It drove him wild when you teased him, even more so when you added an air of faux formality to it.

"A lotta things! Sign checks, make business deals, command my empire. Which way will Cesar Cobblepot's thumb fall, y'know?"

"Impressive. That's all business though, what about something more personal?"

Oswald let his hands drop down the back of your thighs, swooping round to the front where he lifted the hem of your skirt, just enough to expose your knees and let his thumbs graze over them.

"Well, I can hold open a door for my beautiful princess. I can summon a waiter over to take her order. I can send her a message to cheer-"

"The way you type, you only use one finger. And you do it with your nose pressed all the way right up to the screen."

You smiled, satisfied to get a gentle dig in. He raised his hands to his heart, mimicking some sort of fake pain your words had caused him before throwing his arms out to the sides.

"Listen, you forget I'm an old man! And I don't quite need glasses yet, sugar. Let me have that one."

You placed your hand on his cheek, your own eyes now boring into his deep, dark brown irises, making a note of the creases and lines that branched out from the corners of his heavy lids, the ones that shifted in different ways depending on what kind of smile he gave you.

"Ok, what else then?"

"Lemme think... Oh! I can do this."

He brought two fingers to your bottom lip, pushing on it gently until they parted and your mouth opened. Oswald stroked at the velvet skin, watching it tremble slightly at his touch, the sudden crossing from verbal flirting to physical shocking you in an entirely pleasant way.

"I can surprise you with just two fingers, huh? Make you speechless?"

You nodded, a small sound at the back of your throat cut short as he moved his fingers further back on your lips. Watching you carefully, keeping an eye out for any subtle, or obvious, signs of disagreement with his movements, he pressed those two large, thick fingers into your mouth. Laying them flat on your tongue. Licking his own lips as you pressed the muscle flat out against your chin, drool forming and spilling onto your face.

"I can show you who's boss too."

Oswald brought his hand to your cheek, rough fingertips grazing gently over your flushed skin, tingling at the tiny, soft hairs that stood on end as he brushed past, electrifying them. His digits continued, skipping over the shell of your ear, catching a loose strand of hair in the process and pushing it back, threading it into place.

"I can keep you neat and tidy, lookin' perfect."

His walked the digits down your front, sweeping them to the side of your body and pressing them into your plush curves, watching your plump skin fold under his pressure, indenting with the soft force, and pushing back out again into the soft curves he admired so much.

But as gentle as he was, he turned the other way completely, looping two fingers in the gap between your top button and the next one, tugging sharp on your shirt and bursting it open.

"Or, I can make a mess of you."

He tugged again, another button popping open with the strength of just his fingers, until your shirt had exposed your bra completely. He dipped two into the cup and pulled it down, revealing your breast, your nipple hardening as he grazed his fingertips over it.

Oswald drew a circle around your nipple, watching your skin shiver despite flushing with heat. Pinching you, teasing your nipple out and pulling your breast with it, he smiled as your breath became heavier, chest rising and falling against his grip. Once he let go, he began flicking his finger over the nipple, tickling you, teasing you, and you could barely hold back from asking for more.

"What else? What else can you do?"

"You wanna know? You gotta ask nicely, sugar."

"Please, Ozzie. Please show me."

Quicker than you thought possible, Oswald had his two fingers gliding up your thigh, pressing into the skin, watching the way your thickness dimpled under him. And then he had them under the hem of your skirt, both of them pressed together and rubbing your desperate pussy over your underwear.

Your body reacted immediately, grinding into him, keening and whining for more, satisfied with his two fingers, but needing them closer to you, to feel them on your skin. And sensing this, he pulled your panties to the side, letting his digits stroke against your swollen lips, spreading them apart and closing them around your clit.

As you bucked up towards him, he rolled the sensitive bud between his fingertips, biting down on his lip as he watched the way you held your breath, letting it go in long, trembling sighs when you couldn't hold it any longer. Those two fingers, now coated in your slick, coaxing your arousal on their own with ease. Forcing you to buck your hips towards him as you silently, but not subtly, asked for more.

And he obliged, letting his fingers slide between your lips and inside of you. Thick, strong, pulsing as he explored you, beginning to fuck you with them as you felt the definite threat of orgasm burn inside of you. He pressed further, the sharp cool of his rings as they came into contact with your skin serving as a delicious change in texture, one that made you mutter some expletive much to Oswald's amusement.

He rotated his wrist, fingers deep in you, down to the knuckles, hooked and tapping at the exact right spot to have you almost doubling over. It took so much effort to keep yourself balanced as you felt those two digits, manicured nails, polished rings, the hair close to the knuckles, now covered in your slick as he pumped them in and out to a purposeful beat. If you hadn't had something to concentrate on, like not falling, you knew you would have cum long ago.

The edge of the desk felt like it could snap under your white knuckle grip as you clung to it, your whines growing into moans, which gave way to a desperate scream as you reached your climax, clenching around Oswald's fingers as he spoke to you, endless praise, notes of admiration, 'good girls' being let out in a steady rhythm as he saw you through every ounce of pleasure.

With a shuddering breath and a soft whimper, you let the last vibrations of your orgasm roll over you, collapsing against the desk and steadying yourself on wobbling legs.

"See, what'd I tell ya?"

Your chest heaved as you caught your breath, body settling down post-orgasm, muscles relaxing, fingers untensing. You'd been hoping for such a tremendous example of what he was capable of, even though you already knew very well, and of course, being Oswald Cobblepot, he had delivered.

Watching him with hazy vision and half-lidded eyes you took in his every move. The slow, precise way he produced the napkin from under his empty whisky glass, running his two fingers along the flat of it before licking the last of your slick from them, a low moan rumbling in his chest at your taste.

Catching your eye, the lustful gaze with which you focused on him, he winked, offering you another of his knowing, mischievous grins.

"Two fingers, two of my fingers, are all you need, sweetheart."