#ozwald cobblepot

[craziestgonzba]

Some drawings of my Gotham era 💜💙💜💙🧡💙💜💙💚💙💜💚💙💜💚🧡💅💅💅 yap I miss Gotham, maybe one day I'll rewatch it

[yourkidding]

finally finished gotham, his final look is peak

[hadesbullshit]

Zsasz being Oswald’s unwilling wing man is fuckinh funny to me.

After a fight Oswald is moping about the mannor not shutting the fuck up about much he loves Ed and how much he misses him. And Zsasz, who just wants hm to be quiet for once, goes and finds Ed to force him to apologise

Or back when Ed and Oswald where living together during the maror arc. Zsasz would suttely hint to Ed that everyone else already knew Ed and Oswald where dating (even though they wherent)

[corpsepaintriddler]

Some RiddleBird art as my part of an art trade with my friend 💚💜

[pranasmile]

Best scene ever💗🔥🔥

[edward-lygma-ballz]

POV: You're a straight white man who just caught a fish but you're actually gay and there is no fish because you just stole a baby

[che-li-dom]

whoops

[alteredsal]

ozzie design!!

[discount-limeade]

Slipknot vs. Batman

This is clearly the natural progression from my last Knot review.

So how this is gonna go is, Slipknot are Touring during the Iowa Cycle. Tonight's show is in Gotham City. On the way to the venue, Several things go Awry.

Enter Batman.

Shout out to this Dome shot.

It's Robert Pattinson's Batman Because Slipknot could ONLY exist in The ReevesVerse.

0. Sid Wilson

Shriek

(I'm also gonna give them Villain Names)

Is Shriek the name of the chick from Venom? Guess we'll never know.

Stepping off the buss, Sid is immediately reeking of weed. Batman Took a D.A.R.E. course in grade school and knows that saying 'no to drugs' is Cool. Sid is Taken down With a Swift kick to the back of the Legs. He does not put up a fight.

1. Joey Jordison

Porcelain Prince

You know you like the name. Let's get this going.

Scavenging for some food Around the city, Batman sees Joey playfully punch Corey on the arm. "Violence is Wrong," The Dark Knight Whispers. Stalking his way towards the pair, He swoops in and Punches Joey in the Face. Dazed, Joey Let's out a "What the fuck, Are you Batman ??"

Another punch.

"Why the fuck are you on me?" The Smaller man Asks, Fear in his voice.

"Justice." A third punch is administered and Joey is down.

Corey is stunned as Fuck.

2. Paul Gray

The Filth

There's Already The Pyg.

Paul was Actually Caught up in a Case of Right place, Wrong time. Deciding to Tour the historic City, the Band Was Booked to Visit the Famed Wayne Manor. A few of the Men showed up Early to get a closer look without all the supervision. While the others were busy looking around, Paul was digging inside a Silver closet.

In that moment, the back wall shifted.

Batman emerged from the Shadows.

He'd heard of this new guy from the locals but didn't Quite believe the legends.

He introduced himself.

Batman Swiftly Tased him.

3. Chris Fehn

The Liar

Original, I know.

Stuck in Gotham due to harsh weather conditions, Chris found himself Playing Golf with The Social Elites. Alfred was in attendance that day, a rare day off from watching his Man Child Subordinate.

On a particular stressful hole, Alfred found himself glancing around, quickly spotting the long-nosed mask.

Chris was Jerking his nose nervously.

Seeing an older, clearly more experienced man struggle with the course was not a good sign of things to come. Had his mask been unzipped, he'd be biting his fingernails in anticipation.

Alfred doesn't like the way this guy is looking at him and making obscene Gestures.

After the game is over, he informs Bruce.

Chris is taken out from behind.

He lands one punch Batman's collar bone before he gets absolutely Folded.

4. James Root

The Collector/ Puppet Master

At this point I don't even Care if they're Iowa Era Pictures, you get the idea.

On the night of the show, Jim went into Gotham town Square To get a few Supplies (Tape and Beer).

Walking through the dim Streets, He happened upon a Robbery in progress.

Being a man of Substantial build, He Stepped in.

Taking the Purse from the Would-be Robber just as Batman pulled up.

Using his expert Detective skills, Jim was Obviously the robber and it definitely was NOT the guy running down the alley.

Batman begins his Assault.

Jim put up a good fight, his Ultimate Downfall being a nightstick to the Neck.

5. 133

Iron Spike

Sorry about the filter, I love this picture.

Walking through a crowded area, Craig was Shoved into a few people behind him.

Like a hungry shark, Batman smelled the blood.

Craig Stood no chance, Not that he even wanted to Try.

6. Clown

Reminds me of Chop Top With that hanger, scratchin his head.

Shawn was walking through the city talking at his Normal Loud Volume.

Some guys told him to Shut up.

This was met by audible winces from the accompanying Band Mates as The Clown made his way across the street To Fuck these guys up.

It took almost every tool on Batman's belt to get the man down.

Eventually he was thwarted by the Shark Repellant. It has some sort of chloroform like Agent in it.

7. Mick Thomson

Leather Devil

Once again just going with the mask name because it fits.

Trying to avoid the general public, Mick Found himself in a Quaint bar in the Narrows.

Unbeknownst to him, famed Kingpin Penguin had been tracking the band since they arrived in the city and was Currently approaching the Man.

"Long Night?" A hefty man sat on the stool Beside him. Mick grunted in agreement.

"Do you have a pen?"

Mick was getting Aggravated, he wanted to be left alone, Not sign autographs. Does it look like he has a fucking pen.

A disheveled looking Batman stubbles out of the bathroom at the same moment Mick stands up from the bar.

Penguin claps him on the back. "Maybe next time Micky."

Cobblepot in Cahoots with Slipknot? Time to step in and save the Day.

Mick Simply walks out of the bar before Batman can even think about an approach tactic.

8. Corey Taylor

The Creature

The famed creepypasta "Creature".

Back to Joey's entry.

Corey put up a fight to keep his friend from being beaten up. He jumped on The Bat's Back and tried to draw as much attention as possible to the scene.

He escaped this encounter relatively unharmed.

Taking note of Where his bandages had last been seen, he made it his Duty to get revenge on The Batman.

To be Continued...

Love Bad Fanfic. This didn't go nearly the way I thought it would but that's okay because It's still Exactly what it needs to be.

[thepaintedlady00]

Series Candidate #1: The Batman (Battinson) fandom

A Bat and A Sparrow (title may change)

Batman/Bruce Wayne OC (Luna Martinez) pairing. This fic will start a little before the events of the movie and lead into the movie. It will change povs from time to time and will include a bit of angst, mystery, violence, smut, fluff and all the good stuff. I currently have 20 chapters planned for this one (as always this can change). This one actually has 2 blurbs.

1.

Through the heavy rain that stung my cheeks I looked up at his back, my hand gripping the sleek fabric of his cape using it to steady myself as I was pushed back against the brick wall. All the other times I’d seen the Batman swoop down and kick ass I’d been further away, far enough away that his suit, the contoured lines of muscle, and the strong jawline had all been hidden by the darkness he seemed to cling to. But now here he was, right in front of me, his body lean but wide enough to still hide me from the thugs view.

His head turned and dark, almost black, eyes looked at me over his shoulder. Holy shit. He nodded to my hand, gripped in his cape. “You mind?”

“Oh.” I forced my fingers to uncurl from the fabric with an anxious breath. “Sorry.”

“Close your eyes.” He cautioned, letting his eyes quickly trail down the length of my body before he turned around and looked back at the criminals he’d come here to take care of. The silence that radiated off him was powerful, more than words ever could have been. This was a challenge, clear and calculated. He was daring them to make a move, daring them to fight him… Or rather to try. After a few minutes of silence he moved, so fast I hardly noticed. A chill ran up my spine as the sound of his fist striking the first of them to move, the cracking of whatever bones he’d broken echoed above the rain. 

As the solid black of his figure moved away from me, the fight truly starting now as the thugs rushed at him, I closed my eyes tight and pressed myself into the wall. I’d seen plenty of violence - seen his particular brand of it countless times, but I listened to his warning nonetheless. If Bats told you to run, you ran. If he told you to wait, you waited. And if he told you to close your eyes, you closed them tight until the fight was over.

The sounds of the fight painted a pretty clear picture. Lots of cracks and a snap or two, pained screaming… Batman wasn't having a good night and now the thugs weren't either. Soon the thunder and downpour of rain was all I could hear, well that and the slow heavy steps of Bats boots sloshing through the water as he moved back towards me. It was intimidating, even to me, even after hearing it before. I kept my eyes closed and my back pressed firmly into the wall as the steps stopped in front of me.

A gloved hand moved my hair away from my face where they'd hit me and though I wasn't scared, not of him, but I flinched anyway. "Any other injuries?"

"No." I answered quietly.

"Look at me." The low timber of his voice was commanding, but held a gentleness in it that always took me by surprise.

I followed his low command, opening my eyes and blinking away the remnants of rain that clung to my lashes. He was closer than I expected, close enough that his body shielded mine from the rain. Water rolled off his suit in small rivers, but if he was cold he didn't show it. I gulped, the burning intensity of his stare filled me with another chill. He watched me carefully, emotionless and perfectly still before his eyes did another, slower, drag down my shivering form. "I'm alright. They… You dropped in before they could do any real damage."

After a moment he hummed. "I told you last time, the streets aren't safe to be walking around this late."

"Yeah, and I told you last time," I started, again, "I work nights. The subways are worse than the streets and I can't afford the cab fare. I don't live far. Tonight was just… Unlucky."

"And the other times?"

I sighed, breaking eye contact. "Also, unlucky?"

"I won't always be around to help you." He warned, voice dipping lower into a scolding tone.

I wasn't an idiot. I knew he couldn't be around every dark corner. Of course I knew that, but what did he want me to do? I had to work and I had to get home. The neighborhood was shit, but it was all I could afford. I sighed, the heat from my breath curling in the air between us. "I'm… I don't expect you to be. I'll get a taser, or pepper spray or something."

His face revealed nothing as he turned away . "Go home."

My hand caught his wrist, an instinct that in hindsight could have cost me a finger or two. Batman appeared to stiffen as he regarded my hand with a look. "Thank you. For tonight… And the other ones." I said quickly, voice shaking as the rain beat down on me.

Batman didn't say anything, just gave me the slightest nod before vanishing into the darkness. I walked the rest of the way home as fast as I could, soaked to the bone and freezing, but alive with what money I had still in my ruined purse. As I locked the door behind me and kicked my shoes off a shadow on the rooftop opposite my apartment moved. "Goodnight Bats."

***

Bruce stared at the computer screen, his eyes dry and irritated from the contacts and his body sore. Normally he'd go straight to the shower after a night like tonight, but he couldn't help himself from checking the footage one more time. He'd watched the playback of the girl three times, looking closely to be certain he hadn't missed any major wounds or signs of internal bleeding. That had been a while ago now… Now he just watched her face, the way she met his gaze unflinchingly and the shape of her mouth when she talked. She was beautiful, simple and kind in a way that made him genuinely hopeful for his city's future. This city, the world, needed more people like her. 

"Pretty girl." Bruce cursed himself for not hearing Alfred arrive, more so for the way his body moved to the side in a poor, instinctual attempt to hide the screen. "That the one you've been seeing the past few nights?"

"Yes," he said with a sigh. "She has a way of finding trouble."

Alfred regarded the screen with a look he knew too well. "So it seems if you've been watching her this closely."

Bruce's jaw clenched as the footage shifted to him following her home. "I was just making sure she got home safe, Alfred."

"I know," the man stated with a smile at the footage as it lingered on her window, his eyes did not shift until he watched her enter her apartment and lock the door. "You are ever the gentleman, Master Bruce."

2.

The Riddlers laugh was too smug, too happy. I stepped closer to Batman. "B…"

"Okay. Okay. Okay. Don't lose your head, Mr. Colson. Just one more to go before your time runs out. Last riddle. Since your justice is so select, please tell us the vermin you're paid to protect."

Colson's shoulders deflated. "Which vermin?"

"The rat." Bat said. "The informant you all protect from the Salvatore Maroni case."

"How do you know about that?"

Bats ignored his useless question. "What's his name?"

"Twenty seconds!"

"B… We need to go," I hissed, grabbing his cape.

"No," Colson said, lowering the phone. 

"He's gonna kill you."

"I'm a dead man either way. You're talking to a dead man, okay?" Batman stepped forward, right in front of Colson. "If I go out this way, it's just me. But if I give up that name, I have family, people I love. He'll kill them too."

"Who will?"

Colson whined. "People are watching."

"What people?"

"It's so much bigger than you could ever imagine! It's the whole system!"

"Five, four…"

"BAT!" I screamed.

He turned, eyes meeting mine over his shoulder full of something I never expected to see in them. Fear. He moved two steps back, curling an arm around me and forcing me into the cold material of his suit, the cape wrapping around me like a shield. "Goodbye," The Riddler sang as the bomb exploded.

Batman's body pushed back against mine forcing us both off our feet. My hands clawed at him, ears ringing as my head slammed into the ground and he fell on top of me. Everything was hazy as my eyes strained to stay open. I could see his black figure turn, his hand grabbing the side of my neck to pull my face toward his. My head stung unbearably, itchy and wet as the darkness in his eyes consumed me.

[4thehonorofgrayskull]

I was trying to sketch Oswald’s hair revolution and then I was like why are all three a different art style I’m gonna cry

[gothamstimms]

Nygmobblepot shipboard??

▹❁nygmobblepot❁◃?_

Shipboard

[devoted-to-colin-farrell]

Colin Farrell’s transformation into the Penguin.

[hadesbullshit]

Tabitha is just like "dude what the actual fuck am i watching"

[megafawna-permhiatus]

guy who has autistic boy swag but without the swag part

[she-could-never]

Love him or hate him Oswald doesn’t know how to die