#btas penguin fanfiction

[riddle-me-ri]

What if one of the versions of Oswald who had a hard time because of their looks say tas maybe woke up one morning with the body of telltale Oz?

A/N: Oof–aww poor BTAS Ozzie, he’s in for the shock of his life. It’s funny cause I’d imagine versions like Arkhamverse or Reevesverse would absolutely despise the arrogant shithead that is Telltale Oz. However, for those like BTAS, he’d definitely be a threat and envious of Telltale Oz. Gotham and Telltale would just butt heads, TNBA and One Bad Day would be indifferent to Telltale.

Trigger Warnings: none I don't think, slight angst for sure cause BTAS Ozzie is going through a rough time

Word Count: 1.0 k

BTAS Penguin (with Telltale Penguin) - Freaky Friday

Have you ever tossed and turned in bed…your eyes aren’t open yet but something’s not right. Your eyes are moving, but still blocked by your eyelids, you can hear noises, and feel the blankets on your body…and something felt wrong. 

Oswald just knew something was different. Something…was off. He almost didn’t want to wake up, but he couldn’t get rid of the nagging sensation that something was different and he had to figure it out. 

Oswald slowly opened his eyes…things were blurry at first, but once he adjusted he sat up in bed and looked around. 

This was not his studio apartment. 

More like a rundown hole in the wall of an apartment. That was the first shock of the morning. Until he realized something else…when did he get so tall?

He looked down and gasped at the absence of his belly, he reached out to touch his now toned abs only to be met with another surprise. His hand…fingers…they weren’t webbed together by skin. He had all five fingers, he looked down at his new hands, flipping them and gripping them feeling the joints move individually.

This is not his body…this isn’t him, but if not him then who is it?

He hopped out of bed–the height difference even more alarming. He had to be an easy six feet tall or so instead of his four foot nine self. He scurried around until he found a small bathroom with barely room for a shower, toilet, and sink. 

Oz felt his heart stop as he noticed…this face…this wasn’t his face. 

His nose was normal, if not slightly crooked, whoever this man was must have gotten into a lot of scraps. It wasn’t long and pointy like his. His long black hair was replaced by soft short auburn hair with a slight curled bang slightly dangling on his forehead. 

This face…while rugged, is handsome…

Wait…where was his monocle? Well, he can see without it but..where…

It was gone, just like everything else. His looks, his birds, his home… 

Home…oh God, was he still even in Gotham?

He ran over to the nearest window and shucked open the blinds. After adjusting to the light…he could see Wayne Tower up ahead, and the bustling city surrounding it. 

Okay, I’m still in Gotham…or some form of it anyway… 

As much as he despised the Wayne's…it was comforting to see something even remotely familiar to him. 

Now to deduce who this man’s body actually belongs to. Oswald went rummaging through bedside drawers, wardrobes, and even cupboards. He was able to find a measly wallet, barely held together by the worn out leather. 

His newly developed fingers ran cold as he was given another shock to his system. He recognized the man’s photo on his driver’s license, it was the man’s body…but his name. 

Cobblepot

Oswald Chesterfield

No, no, no, no, no! T-This can’t be happening! This isn’t me?! 

Oswald walked backwards until his body hit the tiled bathroom walls. He slid down to the floor. Heart pumping, nerves raving, and chest heaving. 

He kept forcing his eyes shut, hoping that every time he opened them back up everything would resort back to normal. Unfortunately, he wasn't that lucky. 

Oswald has to do something, there has to be another fellow rogue around. If the city was the same and his name was the same…surely. He got up and tried to get dressed, he sneered at the man whose body he's possessing lack of proper clothing. 

A shirt, jeans, and black jacket will just have to do. He took a deep breath and walked towards the door. Oz looked down, seeing how all five digits wrapped around the doorknob. 

Oz doesn't think he'd ever get used to having all five fingers. 

Maybe some fresh air will set me straight. It was down right stuffy in that box of a home.

Oswald felt like an infant learning to walk again. He…he didn't have to make mind for his weight shifting him from side to side causing his dreadful waddle. He can walk normally. 

No, no, no…this can't be happening…

He tried to push forward, walked his way out the door, down the staircase and out of the complex. Once his feet hit the pavement, he froze for a moment. 

Oswald tried to start walking. He didn't have a real destination in mind…he may need to grab a map just in case. It may be Gotham but for all he knows it could be like him, extremely different yet the same. 

I don't know who this-this poser is but he's not…me! He can't be! I'm a freak! 

A freak…a sideshow freak…a laughing stock. People took pleasure in his misery so he sought to do the same.

Not this…strange lanky rugged street fighter type. As Oswald continued to walk along the sidewalk, he didn't fail to notice how some people gave him a nod of acknowledgment. 

How some girls coyishly stole glances at him. They smirked and winked at him in interest. 

One even had the courage to come up to him. "Hey there, handsome.." she smiled. 

"Um, hello there–"

Oh no…his voice…was also different. He sounded younger, but with an English accent but with zero diction to what he had before.

Has everything changed but my name?!

"Oohh I adore the accent…spent some time overseas? What the hell brought you back to–"

"I-I'm sorry but I really must be going! Have a good day!"

Oswald picked up his pace and walked away from the moment. Taking a huge gulp of air at yet another change. 

For as long as he remembered he wanted to be accepted. To belong somewhere and have people engage with him.

Now here he was with his name but a more conventionally attractive appearance. People actually looked at him and acknowledged him. Women were actively seeking his attention and tried to even have a go at him.

He despised this. He loathed this. 

How could it be…that even with his appearance gone and replaced with one more…widely accepted…and he was clearly being more accepted by various members of society. 

Oswald still felt extremely misplaced. 

[plush4bunny]

had a breakdown, started making "The Sex Face Meme" inspired by @chrism02's version of Alfred Molina fancasted as Oswald Cobblepot, bon appétit 🥴

(but not all of the prompts would be filled in so you'll get a charming BTAS!Oswald in its place and an apology 🙈)

we'll be starting off with "Desire" 👀 which is heavily inspired by some scenes from @chrism02's fanfics for the beloved rogue. these would be: 'Under Your Wing,' 'Spur of the moment,' 'Overshoot the mark,' 'Botch Up,' and 'Glimmer of Hope.'

[sylverfishies]

I want to write fanfiction about the btas penguin so bad 😭😭 WOULD YALL WANNA SEE THAT??

I love him so much guys 🧍‍♂️

[make-your-own-evil]

Who I write for + Requests

Slashers:

Chapter Stories:

Wattpad: Man-Eat-Man World: A Texas Chainsaw Massacre Fanfic

AO3: Man-Eat-Man World: A Texas Chainsaw Massacre Fanfiction

Michael Myers (1978)

Domestic!Michael Myers Headcanons

Yandere!Michael Myers Headcanons

Slashers with Truck-Driving S/O Headcanons

Freddy Krueger (1984)

Jason Voorhees (1980s)

Slashers with Truck-Driving S/O Headcanons

Bubba Sawyer (Leatherface)

Slashers with Truck-Driving S/O Headcanons

Comforting Reader Through Meltdown

S/O with a hand kink

Bubba meeting his S/O's single mother

Bubba and S/O with a child from a past relationship

Sawyer Bros. Sleep Headcanons

Nubbins Sawyer

S/O with a hand kink

Sawyer Bros. Sleep Headcanons

Chop Top Sawyer

S/O with a hand kink

Sawyer Bros Sleep Headcanons

Drayton Sawyer

Yandere!Drayton x Willing!Reader

Angsty!Drayton Headcanons

Billy Lenz (1974)

Slashers with Truck-Driving S/O Headcanons

Brahms Heelshire (2016)

Bo Sinclair

Vincent Sinclair

Painting Vincent's nails

Lester Sinclair

Chucky (Charles Lee Ray)

Tiffany Valentine

Norman Bates (Anthony Perkins)

Pyramid Head

Gotham Rogues

Scarecrow ( Arkham Asylum, Arkham Knight, BTAS, TNBA, Dark Knight)

BTAS!DorkSquad x TimeTraveler!S/O

BTAS!DorkSquad!+Penguin with Sleepwalking!S/O

BTAS!DorkSquadxTall!Goth!Fem!S/O

Riddler (Dano!Riddler, Arkham Knight, Batman Forever, BTAS, Capullo!Riddler)

Yandere!Capullo!Riddler Headcanons

Riddlers x GameDeveloper!S/O

Riddler x EasilyFlustered!S/O

BTAS!DorkSquad x TimeTraveler!S/O

BTAS!DorkSquad!+Penguin with Sleepwalking!S/O

BTAS!DorkSquadxTall!Goth!Fem!S/O

Mad Hatter (Arkham, BTAS)

BTAS!DorkSquad x TimeTraveler!S/O

BTAS!DorkSquad!+Penguin with Sleepwalking!S/O

BTAS!DorkSquadxTall!Goth!Fem!S/O

Poison Ivy (Batman & Robin, BTAS, Arkham)

BTAS!Poison Ivy x Gardener!S/O

Harley Quinn (BTAS, Arkham, The Suicide Squad (2021))

BTAS!Harley Quinn x Introverted!S/O

Mr. Freeze (BTAS, Batman & Robin)

Penguin (Farrell!Penguin, Arkham, BTAS, Batman Returns)

BTAS!DorkSquad!+Penguin with Sleepwalking!S/O

[ilovetheriddler]

Fanfiction Request Info.

Hello! I enjoy writing Fanfic's. Please feel free to request one if it falls into what I'm willing to write.

I'm not the most confident in my writing capabilities, so I thought this would be a good way to improve and practice!

Fandoms I'll Write For.

Batman Media.

Star Trek TNG.

The Evil Within.

Fallout 4.

Ghostbusters.

Characters I'm Willing to write.

Batman Media.

The Riddler. (Gotham, BTAS, Arkham, Telltale, 2022, Zero Year, Young Justice, General.)

The Penguin. (Gotham, Telltale, BTAS, 2022, General, The Caped Crusader.)

Scarecrow. (BTAS, General.)

Star Trek.

Data.

The Evil Within.

Joseph Oda.

Fallout 4.

Nick Valentine.

Ghostbusters.

Lars Pinfield. (Ghostbusters: Frozen Empire.)

Egon Spengler.

What I'm Willing to Write.

Fluff, Romance, Platonic Friendships, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Yandere, Jealousy, Obsessive Themes, Pinning, Unrequited Feelings, Smut.

Praise Kink, degradation kink, begging, Oral Sex, Rough sex, Light choking, masturbation, breeding kink, shower sex, light bondage.

Gore, Violence, Death.

I mostly write X readers. However, if the ship interests me enough, I could write it.

What I'm not willing to write.

Age Play.

Underage Characters.

Incest.

Extra Info.

Fanfic's will be really short, unless I get a really good idea that I like. If you do make a request, thank you, and please be patient with me. Also Please Specify The readers Pronouns or Gender in the request. If not specified, it will be a female reader.

Current Anon's being used by someone:

:) (Smiley Face anon)

[salvatore-moreau-is-perfect]

Does anyone have any fic recommendations based around Riddlebird (Riddler X Penguin) that are not based in the Gotham TV show universe?

Tim Burton, 2004 version, 2022 version, BTAS, the comics, I am willing to read anything because on Archive I think I have read all of them

Please and thank you

[batmanie]

Happy New Year! Here’s my New Year’s-themed story to celebrate it!

[fanfic-inator795]

Summary:  His birds have always been loyal to him, so of course the Penguin is going to be loyal to them in return, no matter what the peril. Good thing he has a certain masked vigilante helping him out...

((Heyyyy, new Batman fic - and my first one for the BTAS-verse. As a newly-discovered Penguin fan, I’ve been wanting to write this one for FOREVER, and I’m finally getting around to it. Plus, I've just always liked how he cares about his birds so much, so I wanted to sorta write a story around that too. Anyway, hope you all enjoy it!))

@classycobblepots, @cobblepot-classique

[rhymeswithfart]

[riddle-me-ri]

Hello! I'm sorry to hear someone took their problems out on you, that's never okay. I hope you feel better soon.

You mentioned writing BTAS Penguin and BTAS Riddler and being open to taking requests so here is mine.

How would they react to a time traveling distant descendant that just shows up, hangs around a bit, does something small and leaves, seemingly randomly. Sometimes they just show up and they have lunch together, sometimes the pop in just in time to keep a office plant from falling over, then leave immediately.

I hope you like this enough to write it but if not I still hope you have a better day.

A/N: awww thank you so much! I work in retail so I'm used to it most days, but everything builds up eventually. I'm much better now thank you so much for the support, I appreciate it! This was such a neat idea I wasn't sure if I could pull it off but it was too fun to pass up. I hope I did your idea justice!

BTAS!Penguin w/ a Time-Traveling Descendant:

Oswald would be taken aback at first. The poor guy has been lonely for so long (we don’t mention Veronica) and ostracized from Gotham’s elite. The only one he had in terms of a family was his mother. The odds of a descendant look rather bleak for the gentleman of crime. 

However, when he finally saw them there was no denying the strong features they had similar to his own. From the stark onyx hair and the slight peak at the end of their nose. 

Could it really be? Oz finds someone to have a family with? To continue the Cobblepot bloodline? 

He has so many questions, who does he meet? What becomes of the Bat? W-Will he ever be accepted into high society? 

This descendant will have to stay vigilant to not cause a time paradox, but they have to admit it was nice to see a smile on his face. 

Oswald enjoys it whenever they visit for tea time or to share a small lunch together. As much as Oswald wants to know what happens to him, he is aware of the consequences, and he would hate for something to happen to his descendant. 

Oz smiles whenever he catches them straightening a painting that’s gone crooked without his notice. One time Oswald almost knocked over his prized emperor penguin sculpture but they were there to catch it. They set the marble sculpture of two penguins joined at the beak. They sent him a thumbs up and a wink before blinking back to their time. 

No matter what happens, Oz sees contentment in what’s to come knowing that whatever decisions he makes from now on, they won’t entirely be in vain. They lead to this charming and kind individual somewhere down the line, and he can’t help the swell of pride he feels when he thinks about them.

BTAS!Riddler w/ a Time-Traveling Descendant:

If Oz’s descendant has to be vigilant, Eddie’s descendant has to be steadfast, strong-willed, and stubborn as a bull. 

Is this a metahuman ability of yours? Have you solved the ever elusive conundrum that is time travel and the properties of time itself? Of course, that’s possible if you’re his descendant, he is a genius after all…so it’s not out of the realm of possibility.

Edward’s questions have zero bounds. If anyone is aware of the consequences of time jumping it would be him, but he’s willing to risk it sometimes for just a fraction of an answer to the riddle that is the future. 

Once his descendant threatens to leave and not come back, he concedes…a little. Can they at least share some new-age riddles? What do you mean no? 

Ed challenges his descendant to all sorts of riddles, brain teasers, and puzzle toys. If you’re the descendant of the Riddler they shouldn’t be an issue. Right? (They mostly aren't but it's partly because of their intellect and part because everyone knows the answer to most of these puzzles by now...but don't tell Eddie that)

He enjoys it whenever they visit. He rarely makes connections with people despite how charismatic he is. It’s difficult for him to develop something real (that’s not impulsive or obsessive…looking at you Batman..) but he feels a connection to them that’s totally natural. 

Albeit he may not always admit it, Edward enjoys their abrupt assistance just in the nick of time. They’ll blink in with that microchip he lost hours ago. They’ll stop by and pick up the pencil that rolled off his desk. Edward will throw away a blueprint only for his descendant to catch it mid air and hang it up on the wall before leaving with no explanation. 

His descendant serves as a reminder for him that he does leave a legacy. His genius doesn’t die alone with him but lives on to keep learning and stay bright in his brilliant descendant. 

[plush4bunny]

had a breakdown, started making “The Sex Face Meme” inspired by @chrism02’s version of Alfred Molina fancasted as Oswald Cobblepot, bon appétit 🥴

(but not all of the prompts would be filled in so you’ll get a charming BTAS!Oswald in its place and an apology 🙈)

after making "Desire," next would be "Kiss (closed eyes)" 👀 which is heavily inspired by some scenes from @chrism02’s fanfics for the beloved rogue. these would be: ‘Under Your Wing,’ 'Spur of the moment,’ 'Overshoot the mark,’ 'Botch Up,’ and 'Glimmer of Hope.’

[batmanie]

New Year’s trade (snippet)

“If they start shooting, I will have no choice but to freeze them to death,” a distant voice came from the shadow, one step more and a pale face behind a glassy helm became visible. Red goggles glimmered in the dark like two hellish flames.

“Why so cold, Victor?” The umbrella-man greeted the newcomer with a fake smile, the cigarette still between his teeth. “We're all friends here, nobody is going to shoot anybody, right boys?”

The two gangsters lowered their guns but they still held onto them just in case.

“I mean, as long as it's not necessary...” Penguin added with a low voice.

“We're no friends, Oswald,” Victor stated dryly but he also lowered his freeze-gun and took another step toward the group. “However, we have a business to discuss, I believe.”

“That's correct, my frosty friend.” Oswald snapped his fingers and one of his men took out a suitcase from the trunk of the limousine. The henchman walked toward the two villains, opened the bag and showed the money to Mr. Freeze. “One million in cash,” Penguin explained, “And the chemicals you asked for are waiting for you in a truck - non-suspiciously parked at the Iceberg Lounge's lot. Here's your key,” he pulled out a perfectly common-looking car-key and waved it in front of Victor's helm. Freeze reached for it but Penguin withdrew his hand. “A-a-aah, first show me what you got.”

Victor gazed down at the short man but Penguin withstood the cold, judgmental look. With a click, Freeze opened a hidden case in his armor and took out a small object. When he presented it to Penguin, the other man held his breath for a second.

The diamond in Victor's hand shone blue like no other jewel Oswald had seen before. It was the size of a thumb, cut in the perfectly symmetrical shape of a heart and judging by its fancy deep blue color it was definitely worth more than one million dollars plus a truck full of liquid helium, liquid oxygen, and ammonium. Freeze must have been really low on resources to sell that little wonder. Or maybe the Bat was already after him? Penguin didn't care.

“It's smaller than it looked in the news,” he commented, leaning closer to take a better look.

Victor brushed off that remark with cold yet meaningful silence.

“But I suppose, it will be a fine addition to my family jewels,” Penguin finally decided and offered the other criminal a handshake.

“Family jewels, huh?” Mr. Freeze still hesitated to take the hand to finalize the deal. “Is that what you call the goods you've stolen or bought on the black market?”

“The mafia is one, big family, my cold-blooded friend,” Oswald said with a knowing smile and they exchange a handshake. “Now, take a ride with me, Victor,” he nodded toward the limousine. “We can have a drink at my club, it's New Year's Eve after all and I'm hosting a small party. What do you say?”

“No.” The tall man didn't even think for a second. “I will only pick up my chemicals and I'm going back to Nora.”

Read more here -> https://archiveofourown.org/works/16720176/chapters/52707184