#btas the penguin x reader

[riddle-me-ri]

The Mr steal yo girl btas riddler idea for the btas oz prompt is honestly so good XD how about riddler flirting and stuff and ozzie getting jealous :D

A/N: Ahh, say no more, say no more. I adore Ozzie and other Rogues, I do, but any chance for my husband to come out on top I WILL TAKE IT lol. I swear y’all shouldn’t give me so much green lights on my ideas rip. But thank you for indulging me anon. Not gonna lie I got so ahead of myself that I forgot about the Oz being jealous, but it’s there, rip so sorry.

Trigger Warnings: none

Word Count: 1.8 k

BTAS Riddler x F!Reader (x BTAS Penguin?) - Mr. Steal Your Girl

You hated to admit how upset you were. 

You and Oswald weren’t even a thing. He never acknowledged your feelings or your advances, ever. Even if he did you were fairly certain it was out of pity, or because after all his henchmen and lackeys, the only person he ever genuinely had was you. 

You were there for him for everything and for what? Just to be completely shunned out of his life. 

Fine! Whatever! I don’t care!

But you did, you cared so much and that’s what hurt the most. 

You couldn’t stand being in your apartment any longer though either. You’ve cooped yourself in here for atleast three days now. You glanced at the book you’ve been meaning to read…and a drink didn’t sound bad right now. 

After a sigh, you’ve decided to take a trip to the local cafe a couple blocks down from your apartment. It wasn’t anything crazy, but it was a start to get you out and about. To perhaps, restart your life without Oswald in it. 

Little did you know, you would bump into someone from his world.

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Edward Nygma was out and about. After being deemed sane once more after years of rigorous treatments and confinement. Despite Batman’s best attempts of keeping the villain down, there was no denying his charismatic ways and the bouts of sanity he did possess when not pushed by those that thought themselves superior of him. 

However, it was foolish to not think he wouldn’t fall into a familiar pattern of quizzing the citizens of Gotham and it’s Dark Knight. For now, he kept a cap on it and decided to just stroll the streets as a normal citizen. Even if the other Gothamites didn’t react as such to his presence. 

Ed passed by a small coffee shop. He didn’t think much of it until he stopped when he noticed a familiar figure in the window. 

Isn’t that Oswald’s squeeze? Odd, she’s not with him…

Oswald often spoke of you during the Rogues monthly poker games and meetings. He spoke with some disdain, but Edward could tell that it was all a ploy. 

A man trying to deceive himself of his own emotions out of fear for an outcome he knows will likely occur…wonder what Crane would say upon the matter?

A naturally curious man, he had to see what caused you two to drift apart. It was odd to see you not latched to the Penguin’s hip. 

He walked right into the establishment. He headed to the counter and ordered a drink, not to look conspicuous and to make it seem like it was a total coincidence to see each other here. 

Edward fake coughed, “excuse me, is that seat next to you–Y/N?”

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You were dumbfounded as someone called your name. Too lost in your novel, it took a moment to snap back to reality. 

“Hello? Oh…Edward?” You quirked your eyebrow. You weren’t expecting to run into any other rogues, in fact you were hoping on it. 

“Y/N! How are you? It’s been far too long!” 

“I-I thought you were still in Arkham…” You commented in a nervous chuckle, as far as you were concerned that’s where they all should stay. Oswald is sane so he only went to Stonegate Penitentiary. 

You were aware of Edward Nygma, how could you not be? Oswald mentioned him here and there, and you saw his escapades on the news. You couldn’t lie, he was very brilliant and handsome, but just…your focus was on Oswald. Key word: was. 

“Ah, so I was…I’ve been deemed clinically sane.” He smiled. He took a seat one cushion away from yours. He leaned his arm against the back of the booth that was against the window. 

“Again? Are you?” You inquired, putting a bookmark in your book. 

Edward chuckled. “Do you think so?” 

“You…definitely have your moments, but I suspect you’re a man of habit. It’ll only be a matter of time.” You concluded. 

Ed grinned. “That’s a fair assessment. Speaking of habit, where’s Oswald? It’s odd to see you without him around the corner…”

You couldn’t stop your hands as they balled up into fists and you bit your lip to keep from scoffing. 

“Um..I’m not…Oswald and I aren’t getting along at the moment…if ever…I guess.” You admitted shyly. 

Well, this took the enigmatic man by surprise. You were one of the most persistent and stubborn people he knew (and he knew plenty), he was sure Penguin would cave eventually to your advances.

“Oh, oh dear, I-I’m terribly sorry to hear that…” Edward, not skipping a beat, grabbed your hands and held them in his. 

You were both surprised but almost flattered by the gesture, this was the first bit of comfort you’ve experienced from someone else in a long time.

“Oh, it’s nothing. Should’ve seen it coming, honestly.” You shrugged. 

Edward will never understand. He knew the life of isolation Oswald lead, he lived in one too. The bit of attention, praise, and affection he had received working with Baxter Toys, was unlike anything he felt before in years. He enjoyed it, he’d be lying if he didn’t crave it every now and then. 

To see Oswald just throw that away, someone so attentive, caring, loving, and not to mention beautiful. 

The Riddler was not a foolish man, when he sees an opportunity he’s sure to seek after it. 

“I surely didn’t.” Edward commented. “You were there for him, for everything. Any one with eyes could see how much you cared for him…”

You tried to keep your tears down through the nervous giggles. “I-I…I didn’t think anyone noticed, Oswald didn’t…thank you, Edward.” 

“No need, my dear. I’m just stating the facts.” Edward smiled. “And if you don’t mind me being so forward, if I can state another fact?” 

“What is it?”

Ed leaned in closer to your face. He covered his face with his mouth, as if you two were children, and he was sharing a secret with you. 

He whispered. “It’s Oswald’s loss. To have someone by his side as supportive, loving, and devoted as you…a man would have to be a fool to push you away.” 

When he leaned back and let go of your hands. You took a gasp of air you didn’t know you were holding in. Your cheeks have broken out into a bright red blush. 

“I-I-um…don’t know what to say…um..thank you Edward, again.”

“Please, call me Eddie.” He smiled. “No need to be formal between us, is there?” 

You glanced to the side and away from his eyes. “N-No I suppose not.” 

“Excellent!” Edward chuckled. You didn’t miss the way he scooted closer to you, and you couldn’t say you minded. 

“So, Eddie, what brought you here? Out of all the places to go as a newly appointed sane man?” You inquired. 

You two got lost in conversation. Edward made you laugh and smile more than you have in a long time. Constantly trying to bring someone up at the expense of your own happiness had weighed a toll on you, you didn’t even realize you had. You felt that weight fall off your shoulders though, like you had huge chunks of hulking ice, that was finally being melted away. 

Little did you know, Oswald was taking a walk along the sidewalk that showed the wide window into the cafe. You also didn’t know that he saw you two together. His eyes immediately went red in fury. He bit his cigarette holder in half and almost attempted to break one of his umbrella’s in half. He quickly turned around and headed back to his apartment, heated, enraged, but also disappointed…especially in himself. 

After an hour or two of conversation, you and Eddie decided to take a walk through the nearby park. A park you’ve mentioned to Oswald so many times in the past, you always wanted to take a relaxing stroll with him, with your arms linked together. 

Much like how your arm is linked to Edward’s arm now. His hand over yours where it rests along his bicep. You couldn’t deny the butterflies that fluttered in your stomach. You couldn’t deny that even though it’s been just days since Oswald cut you loose, you were happy, elated even. 

You were comfortable, delighted, and possibly…just maybe…falling for the Riddler. 

Maybe you were just crazy, but in Gotham City who wasn’t?

“Riddle me this, Y/N…” Ed stopped along a bush of daisies and bent down towards the bush. “This very thing you were born with pleases us all. It's even capable of making men fall, while only experienced by few it's treasured by all.” As he concluded his riddle, he held the bundle of flowers in his hand, waiting for you to answer and receive them as a reward. 

“You? Like..me specifically?” You asked. 

“Precisely, your’s moreso.” Ed smirked. 

You rattled your brain for a possible answer, but what about you pleases everyone? Capable of making men fall? You tried to keep your eyes from rolling to the back of your head. 

“Come on, you’ve been doing so well!” Eddie encouraged. 

“I-I know, but I’m at a loss…” You shrugged. 

Edward’s arms fell along with his smile. “You truly don’t know, do you?” 

“Afriad not, Eddie…” You admitted defeatedly, you didn’t like the idea of disappointing him. 

He handed you the flowers, but not before he cupped his thumb and index finger on your chin. Ed forced your head to look back up towards him. His thumb began caressing the corner of your lips and just below your cheek. 

“The answer is beauty.” He stated gently, just barely above a whisper. 

“B-Beauty? Me?” 

“It’s such a shame you don’t see it, but it’s okay. In due time, I’ll show you, that is…if you’ll let me, of course.” Edward inquired. 

“Y-You mean, like, date? The two of us, dating?” 

“Well, in layman’s terms, I guess that’s what you’d call it. I was going for courting, but yes, dating. If again, it’s not too soon for you or forward of me.” 

You gasped softly, this man has developed a habit of taking your breath away. You couldn’t deny these emotions you were feeling by being with him.

You laughed, smiled. You got happy jitters around him, you enjoyed the warmth he radiated when you held his hand or leaned against him. He made you feel amazing, smart, and wanted. 

You were actually wanted by someone. 

“I would love to, Eddie.” You took his hands and held them strongly in yours. You’re not sure if it was the giddiness from his attention or the absolute euphoria warming your insides, but you leaned in and kissed his cheek. 

For once throughout the whole day, Edward was shocked. His eyes widened and his prominent cheeks were dusted pink for a minute. 

His blushes made you giggle. It pleased you to know that you too could make him a blushing mess as much as he did you. 

“T-That’s amazing! Thank you, Y/N. I promise you.” He put his hand on top of yours, as your arm went back to linking with his. Your flowers by your side in your other hand. 

“I promise you won’t regret it.” 

“I have a feeling I won’t, not this time.”

[plush4bunny]

"You rush, still out of sight, to see what the commotion is. Dread fills you when you see Oswald tied down to a chair and with blood marring his face. You don't even care to contemplate which of the two of you slipped and made the boys get wind of your relationship because your first worry is that Cobblepot is tied down and clearly anxious and angry, a step away from another panic attack by how his arms tug at the bindings."

scene from @chrism02's 18th chapter in their titillating Molina fancasted Oswald Cobblepot x reader fanfic called "Botch up"

[fluffyfluffyscarecrow]

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.

[gothamitelove]

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:

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

[lonleydweller]

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🌹

Decided to so these two as they don't have anything yet!!

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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[sweetlikehoneystingslikeabee]

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.

[chrism02]

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[adalwolfgang]

Made another ask blog.

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[mr-voorhees-husband]

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)

“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.”

[masteroffearshusband49020]

BTAS Penguin x FTM! reader

He lets you borrow his clothes and offers to have new clothes specifically tailored for you (he'll handle the funds)

He makes damn sure you aren't spending too much time in your binder. If your upper body hurts, he offers to massage you while lecturing you about why you shouldn't wear your binder for so long

He'll try his best to inject you if you need him to and he'll hold your hand and kiss it during blood tests

He will pay the doctors extra to get you your surgery faster and to make sure everything goes smoothly

If you try smoking while your scars are healing, he will take your cigarette and smoke it himself. If it's vape, he'll do the same thing then regret it because he hates the taste

If you encounter any transphobes, he'll deal with them himself

If you feel gender dysphoric, he'll do his best to distract you and make you feel better, whatever you need

[ellenblogs-blog]

Hi, I saw your post about Oswald Cobblepot and decided to ask. Can I ask for the second part of the headcannons for the penguin Btas? I know he's not on your character list and sorry to bother you

A/n: No problem really. I like to write for Btas penguin and if you have any more requests, please contact. I will write for him as a small exception.

Oswald likes to quote writers, especially Shakespeare, his great love for classical literature gave him the opportunity to know many great quotes and phrases at any moment of his life. Oz quotes them for you. You're the only person who finds it more endearing than weird. Not everyone can praise you with a quote

Oswald would probably give you a bird for your birthday. He takes it very seriously, as he does everything. But he wants the bird to become not only a gift, but also your friend. He starts talking about birds and asks which breed you like more. Therefore, you may be surprised or not when you have a bird in your pet.

Oh, don't forget that Oz is a passionate ornithologist, he not only finished his education on them for the sake of a tick, he sincerely loves birds, after all, they were his only childhood friends. He likes to tell you about the birds that you met on the street or that you are asking to tell you about. In the evening, when you are at home, it can turn into a real lecture. You swear that you have never seen a person so passionate about anything, joyful eyes and a wide smile are all you need for happiness

You will have your own personal umbrella. Yes, the same modified umbrella that he always carries with him. To protect himself, he knows that the streets of Gotham are not as safe as he would like, and if he is not around, he would like you to be able to protect yourself. But! Do not forget about the original function of the umbrella, it will protect you from rain and bright sun! A convenient thing.

He knows how to cook simple dishes, but does not do it so often. He cooked with his mother as a child and knows a couple of recipes and to your surprise they are not so bad. But if you want to cook something new with it, please do it together. Not because he wants to do a lot of things together with you, but it also makes him feel needed and loved.

[riddle-me-ri]

hi uh, forgive me if this one's too weird, feel free to ignore but,, could we get some headcanon things of how the btas rogues would react to finding out reader is ticklish? teasing them about it and stuff like that?

your writings are wonderful btw i hope you're doing okay !! 🥺💖

a/n: asdfg I feel called out cause I'm stupidly ticklish lmao but this was super cute and fun to do! And I'm doing all right sweet anon, thanks for asking 💚

Content Warning: none

BTAS Dork Squad and BTAS Penguin with a Ticklish Reader

Riddler:

- It was completely by accident when he realized how ticklish you are.

- Eddie placed his hand on the side of your torso instead of on your waist-

- The little squeal you let out was both surprising and adorable.

- Ed definitely takes full advantage of this revelation.

- Taking too long to answer a riddle? Get tickled.

- Falling asleep while watching a movie. You will be waking up laughing.

- Literally, he will use any and everything he can as an excuse to tickle you.

Scarecrow:

- Not sure why, but I feel like Jonathan is also fairly ticklish.

- Yet, when he finds out you're just as ticklish…

- Jon falls for you more. It's another little something you two have in common.

- He knows how uncomfortable and even painful it can be to be tickled relentlessly.

However, the thought comes up periodically…especially to see you smile and hear your giggles.

- You're more likely to act on the teasing though!

- It's a privilege for you to not just know Jon's ticklish but to be able to tickle him and hear his own laughs.

Mad Hatter:

- Up there with Ed on the most likely to tease the most out of the four.

- Jervis knows it can be rather cruel…

- Oh, but sometimes he can't help it, your laugh is just too adorable.

- He loves nuzzling his nose into the side of your neck below your ear and the little giggles it elicits from you.

- When the two of you are dancing, every now and then he wiggles his fingers into your sides to get you to curl up laughing.

- Snuggling into bed for some quality reading time, can swiftly turn into a fight for your life as you try to catch your breath from his latest tickle attack.

- There truly is no sweeter, more endearing sound than you giggling Jervis’ name…

Penguin:

- Oswald teases, but only when it's appropriate.

- He won't do anything that may embarrass you or bring any unwanted attention to the two of you.

- But if the two of you are alone or in a busy enough environment where no one can notice, it's free game.

- Ozzie will likely tickle you when it looks like you're getting bored or sleepy.

- Also his go to method whenever you're feeling a little down.

- Definitely the type to tickle under your chin and along your neck.

- Oswald is also likely to be very ticklish in his belly area, and you definitely use it to your advantage like he does.

[plush4bunny]

"He enters the shower and can't help but note every scar on his body and imperfection. He finishes and dries himself before styling his dark hair. When he goes back to his luxurious bedroom the shower gel's scent that drifts from the bathroom is overtaken by his Alpha scent.

He does wonder if his father would have been impressed that his defective child turned out to be an Alpha but knowing the deceased man, Cobblepot doubts it. He starts to put his tuxedo on."

scene from @chrism02's Omegaverse fic on one hot but hopeless romantic Oswald Cobblepot (Alfred Molina fancast) called "Glimmer of Hope"

[fluffyfluffyscarecrow]

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.

[sylverfishies]

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

I love him so much guys 🧍‍♂️

[avaritia-cognitionis]

Hi, hello, I really need to get these ideas stuck in my head out, PLEASE IF YOU TAKE INSPIRATION OFF OF THESE PLEASE TAG ME IN IT I'D LOVE YOU FOR LIFE.

Batman Drabbles/Headcanon/Oneshot/Random Ideas Dump

Soon to come up with idea dumps for other fandoms too. Please, tag me, like I said above. I'd love to see if you've written something based on any of these. But you don't have to, I'll find it eventually as I scroll through tags of the same characters and fandoms over and over.

Most can be X Readers, Headcanons, or some other stuff. I'll label it if it could be offensive, like yandere works or possible smut, don't worry, but you can totally make any of these have smut/yandere if you so choose. Also, this idea dump thing is a work in progress, and I'll (hopefully) add more later on. And unless I specify a version of the character, it's all up to you!

Normal Prompts/Ideas

Whichever Scarecrow/Johnathan Crane has the Grandma issues, I need a lil thing of some sweet old lady thinking that he's her grandson. Even though he's like, in full scarecrow gear. And this little lady keeps saying he should eat more, cause he's looking thin, or that he's such a ladies man, giggling to herself. He doesn't have the balls to tell her that he's not her grandson...Or that he's a villain. But eventually, he spills the beans that he's not actually her grandson, and that his real granny was a jerk (still won't say that he's the Scarecrow however). And she's just like "I'll be your new grandma, don't you worry sweetie, now come inside, and tell me more about yourself." And this man Is on the verge of tears. After, he now 100% calls her grandma, and will not take shit from anyone about it. Calls often, and always leaves her house with a full stomach and a smile on his face.

Okay, but imagine being someone watching over the Riddler as his probation officer, essentially making sure he doesn't go back to his evil ways, as well as help him rebuild his life. Edward, however doesn't. And slowly, but surely, the two start to bond. Could be platonic or romantic.

Batman dealing with an assassin for hire, not knowing who they are or who hired them. And once he defeats them, he has to hide the look of horror on his face as he takes off their mask and it reveals the identity of his dearest friend. It only dawns on him the next day he hears their name on the news, only confirming that his worst dream has become a reality. So he visits you, not as Batman, but as Bruce. He sees your reasoning, and he can only hope you get better. He doesn't want to have to fight you once more.

Any Villain hunting a security guard down during an Arkham breakout, for whatever reason of your choice. But luckily, another villain, who they have grown close to, comes and saves the day. The only thing they ask for in return, for a place to lay low...AKA, their apartment. Could be platonic or romantic.

A heartbreaker breaks the heart of whichever villain you choose, and a local bartender (who really doesn't care that their main clientele are villains), tries to ease their woes with some comforting words and booze. Could be platonic or romantic.

BTAS Riddler during his rehabilitation meeting an interviewer, of whom he finds their questions unique and refreshing compared to the others. Luckily he sees them at the celebration between Wacko Toys™ and The Riddler, interviewing a few guests. Riddler tells them to relax and let loose a little, and to get off the job and dance with him. Luckily, they're more than happy to oblige.

Song Inspired prompts/Ideas

Once again, if you like the song/idea but not the character, you can totally change it, it's your story not mine. And if you think a song doesn't match the prompt, then I literally don't care, cause I'm not seeing you write a fuckton of Batman shit. /j (I do actually care, just please don't say anything)

Arkham Riddler - Best Friends, right? (Amy Winehouse)

Riddler and the character have a rocky relationship/friendship. Things never get physical, obviously, it's normally quips at the others intelligence or deep rooted insults. But you slowly start to realize it's his way of keeping you out, he's afraid to trust you. To let you in. It's up to you how the story goes. Could be platonic or romantic.

Any Villain - Hold Up (Beyoncé)

Any villain helping a friend (or crush, depending on the kind of story you want it to be), beat up an ex of theirs. Imagine them ranting to them about how bad they were to them, and they're just like "Fuck them! We should jump them!" And they're just like "FUCK YEAH." Could be platonic or romantic.

Capullo Riddler - Year Zero (Ghost)

If you read the comic Zero Year, you'll know that he calls his reign on Gotham city "Year Zero", so whenever I hear the song I think about him promising how great his reign will be to his partner in crime, promising them how unstoppable they'll be, just him and them on the top of the world. Could be platonic or romantic.

Riddler - Me and Your Mama (Childish Gambino)

I don't know, whenever I hear this song I just feel like it's repressed feelings coming out. So I thought of Riddler and whomever getting high with each other, having a good time, then he started to reveal his feelings for them. Honestly, you can totally switch Riddler out for someone else, it's up to you.

TW/Not for everyone

Including the song fics, and normal Prompts.

Prompts

(TW: YANDERE) Whichever villains you desire all talk about their obsessions, how they make them feel ect, but as each person talks about their obsessions, they slowly start to realize they are all obsessed over the same person. Whether they team up or not is up to you, but there is definitely tension in the room when they all figure it out. And the first person to figure it out is now looking among the group as they speak about the same person in shock, rage, and more or less, well, dying on the inside. UGH THE DRAMA!

(TW: POSSIBLE/IMPLIED SMUT) This was originally made to be a headcanon thing, but it could be anything of your choice! (within reason, cause not all of them would do this) any villain as a "paypig" (also known as someone who likes someone dominating them financially, like taking their money. While some just give them the money not expecting anything and simply find that hot, others can want to be degraded or publicly humiliated.) I was thinking it could mostly be any version of the Riddler (Looking at you BTAS and Paul Dano Riddler fans) or the Penguin, but feel free to choose any villain. Whether they leave it for them in their apartment or send it to them online, depending on when the series takes place, is all up to you. Go ham with it.

(TW: YANDERE) Dealing with Two-face as a new employee at the asylum, specializing in anger management, exclusively for him, funded by Bruce Wayne. And while to them it seems to not be working at all, to Harvey it's a different story. You've caught their eye, and they're gonna hunt you till the ends of the earth, whether you want them to or not. (And then I added a quote because I thought it up just now, pretty swag if you ask me)

"This wasn't chance this time, no, it was fate. You came to the asylum just to help little old us, and then you start to grow on us. And I know we started to grow on you. This was more than luck, no, it was destiny, my love. We belong together."

(TW: THIS COULD BE CONSIDERED YANDERE, IDK THOUGH) Riddler keeping his eye on a little private detective, impressed that they were smarter than the average Gothamite. Soon, before he can give them a real challenge, he finds out they're leaving town, never to return. He doesn't understand, you'd never be out of a job in a city like this! That was until he heard that a certain villain tried to nab them, to get rid of the only interesting thing in this god-forsaken place. No, this will not STAND! Now, he's going to give the little detective a letter, if they're as smart as he hopes, then they'll know where to meet him. He hopes to make you... Reconsider your plans on going. Could be platonic or romantic.

(TW: YANDERE, ATTEMPTED SUICIDE) This was made to be Headcanons, but do what you will with it. Any villain/hero finds their kidnapped 'partner' with a gun, threatening to kill themselves if they don't get out, or at the very least be able to go outside more. The character of your choice will have to try and coax them out of it, how they do it and how it ends is entirely up to you.

(TW: HOLY FUCK, SMUT) Okay, here me out, I'd love some mutual masterbation between Young Justice and his partner....Then again, it's more that he jacks off and says out loud what he's thinking about, and they just listen with great interest about how much he wants to please them, to hear their breath quiver. His whimpers of excitement when you get closer to him are heavenly. Yeah, just a thought.

(TW: YANDERE) Look, I love Scarecrow as much as the next. But it's honestly weird how much of his yandere stuff is that he's fallen for an ex-student of his. I mean, yeah they're consenting adults, but geez, kinda weird. To me, a more viable way for a teacher scarecrow to have a person of interest is another teacher, or if you like it, a student-teacher. Think about it, for a normal teacher, he sees that they are more favored than him by students, so he cares to ask how to make his class more engaging. Romantic tension ensues, but nothing becomes of it because they want to "be professional", too bad he's anything but. And for a student-teacher, It'd be that they're learning how to be a responsible teacher, and have great interest in the subject of fear, although that is not what they will be teaching. Scarecrow considers them to be his assistant, and decides to get to know them more. Too bad he's gotten a bit attached. Either way, both of these ideas end the same way in my head, the ex-teacher, Jonathan Crane, revealing his new identity, the Scarecrow, to the public. And he's made sure his lovely little teacher has front row seats~ (P.S. Please don't attack anyone who has written scarecrow x student stuff, obviously they are both adults, and have the right to say no. This is not shade to them. I just wanted another option for those who feel uncomfortable with that, but like teacher Scarecrow. Thank you ^^)

Song Inspired

Scarecrow - Tonight you Belong to Me (Patience & Prudence)

(TW: YANDERE) I have two ideas for this. 1) he chases a victim of his down, but they don't know how much he knows about them. Or 2) Dancing with a kidnapped victim significant other of his to this song, humming the words of the song in their ear, trying to be romantic and ease their nerves, but it doesn't help at all.

Any Villain(s)- Back to Black (Amy Winehouse)

(TW: DEATH) The villain(s) of your choice go to a good friend's funeral, saddened by their recent departure, and decide to attend undercover. Sadly, not many arrive at the funeral, and even worse, they are asked to say a few kind words for the departed. Now it's just got a bit more complicated than just grieving, do they decide a lie about how they knew them, bend the truth? It's all up to you. Meant to be platonic, but could be romantic repressed feelings.

Anyone - This Year (The Mountain Goats)

(TW: IMPLIED DEATH/BREAKUP) Any person of your choice dealing with the first year without their significant other, made to be headcanons, but honestly you do you.