#Btas oc

[svarta-nackros]

The 🐮wolves batch is almost done. There are only 2 more headshots to make and then I'll post the final auction! (which will include a full body for each wolf but only for AB)

In the meantime, I'm taking pre-bids on these guys, starting from $15. Only the last one has a current bid of $50. You can comment down here, message me privately or come to ToyHouse to bid. 💜

[bangsinc]

Was reading this BTAS comic I didn’t know Scarecrow had bitches 😭😭😭

[manofmayayay]

OKAYYYY i caved here’s that mystery lady

Her name is Aria say hiiiii!! I’m still working on her story but basically she works as an archivists at Wayne enterprises so ummm yeah she saw Jervis every now and then ILL FIGURE GHIS OUT LATER BYE

[bluetortoist]

First night in Arkham...

Eleanor's parents refused to answer back at first, clear that they were disappointed and ashamed of her. After her trial and conviction, she did her best giving off a strong demeanor, but it was too clear she had no idea what hell she was about to enter in. She had even gotten hurt and thrown around a few times already. From its other committed felons and corrupt staff members, she had to learn fast how to survive and navigate in this new world called Arkham and its residents. At least she will soon make some allies/friends with people like Kathy and Harley.

Also bonus:

And during somehwere in the beginning, Jervis would just gush about Eleanor while he was in Arkham and that he has an "Alice"/girlfriend, but no one believed him, thinking he was just being delusional again (or ya know just. Flat out telling him to shut up).

So imagining their suprise and confusion when Eleanor finally DID get caught and turns out she's been real the whole time and is just left thinking mostly Ivy:

"Is she blind??? Or. Does she have some form of brain damage???"

The staff has then learned to try to keep Jervis and Eleanor separated as much as they could.

Their first day, they had to be separated because "free hours" were over and had to be physically pulled apart afterwords though and THAT was a whole ordeal 😂

[random-little-gal]

??He is more than just a henchman??

Otto Sülze

[magnetmagician]

Saw people doing this with their yumeships on twitter sooooo

[president-alpine]

Putting your OC in my mouth and running away

HI! Sorry for the late response

But thank you for the reblogs and liking my OC Henry! Enjoy this quick doodle I made based on this ask XD

[theghostoflucia]

@bluetortoist

Kenneth Collins being an absolute simp

we love a height difference

i should probably find a different format for these crossovers

[knoepfl]

Shadows of Fear

Characters: Jonathan Crane (Scarecrow) and Reader

Trigger Warnings: This story contains themes of fear, panic attacks, hallucinations, and emotional vulnerability, involving the effects of a fear-inducing substance. Please proceed with caution if these topics may be distressing.

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The door creaked open as the reader stepped into Jonathan Crane's lab. The air was heavy, laden with the scent of chemicals, and an unsettling quiet enveloped the space.

“Jon?” she called softly, her voice barely rising above the stillness. An unease settled in her stomach as she glanced around the cluttered workspace, her heart racing at the sight of broken vials and scattered papers.

As she moved deeper into the lab, she spotted Jonathan hunched over a table, trembling violently. Panic surged through her, and she rushed to his side, concern clawing at her insides.

“Jonathan,” she said gently, placing a hand on his shoulder. “What’s wrong?”

His eyes shot open, wide and filled with terror, darting around the room as if he were seeing phantoms. “Stay back!” he gasped, his breath coming in quick, frantic bursts. “You can’t be here! They’ll take you!”

“Jon, it’s just me,” she said softly, her heart breaking at his distress. “You’re safe. You’re in your lab. Look at me.”

But he didn’t seem to hear her. His gaze was unfocused, as if he were trapped in a nightmare. “No, no! I can’t let you—” His hands shook violently, and he gripped the edge of the table, knuckles white with fear.

“Jonathan,” she urged, leaning closer, her heart aching for him. “Please, just listen to my voice. I’m here for you. I’m real.”

He recoiled from her, eyes wide with terror. “You’re just a thread! A figment! You’ll leave me just like everyone else!” His voice was trembling, panic rising as the fear toxin warped his perception.

“No, I won’t,” she insisted, her voice steady and soothing. “I’m not going anywhere. You’re not alone.”

He pressed himself against the wall, the fear consuming him. “I’m not worth it. I can’t lose you!” His voice broke, the desperation clawing at his insides.

“You’re not a monster,” she said gently, stepping closer but keeping a careful distance. “You’re Jonathan Crane, the man I love. You need to fight this.”

His gaze flickered toward her, confusion and fear mingling in his eyes. “But what if you’re not real?” he whispered, his voice trembling.

“I am real,” she replied softly, locking her eyes with his. “I love you. Focus on that. I’m right here with you.”

Desperate to bridge the gap between them, she stepped closer, reaching out to cup his face in her hands, grounding him in the moment. “Look at me, Jon. I’m right here.”

The shadows in his mind began to shift, the fog slowly lifting as he searched her eyes for reassurance. “You love me?” he asked, his voice fragile.

“Yes, I do,” she confirmed, her heart racing. “I’m here, and I won’t leave you. You’re not alone in this.”

As he leaned closer, he faltered, tears brimming in his eyes. “Stay with me,” he murmured, his vulnerability laid bare.

“Always,” she promised, cradling him gently, her hands moving to embrace him fully. “You can trust me. We’ll get through this together.”

Wrapping her arms around him, she pulled him close, feeling the tension in his body begin to ease. She pressed a soft kiss to his forehead, whispering, “I’m real. I’m right here, and I won’t let you go.”

His trembling slowed as he leaned into her embrace, surrendering to the warmth and safety she offered. The fear that had gripped him began to recede, replaced by her steady presence.

“I’m so scared,” he confessed, his voice breaking. “What if I lose you?”

“You won’t,” she assured him, holding him tighter. “I’m not going anywhere. You have me.”

As he melted into her, the remnants of the fear toxin faded, revealing the man she loved beneath the turmoil. He took a deep, shuddering breath, finally feeling the weight of his fears lift.

“I don’t want to be alone,” he whispered, his voice barely audible.

“You’ll never be alone,” she promised, cradling him closer against her, her heartbeat steady and soothing. “I’m here for you, now and always.”

As he gathered himself, a flicker of his usual cool demeanor returned. He straightened up slightly, trying to regain his composure, a hint of his trademark confidence shining through. “I appreciate your concern, but really, I’m fine now. Just a slight… mishap.”

She chuckled lightly, shaking her head. “You know, I love this softer side of you, Jon. It’s okay to let your guard down with me.”

His expression faltered for a moment, surprise flickering in his eyes before he smiled, albeit weakly. “Softness isn’t really my thing.”

“Maybe it should be,” she replied, her eyes twinkling. “You’re allowed to be vulnerable with me. I love you just the way you are—fears and all.”

In that moment, surrounded by the shadows of his fears, Jonathan realized that the strength of her love had banished the darkness. Together, they would face whatever challenges lay ahead, united against the fears that threatened to tear them apart.

[killingjokez]

Spreading my girldad Joker propaganda

[metalichotchoco]

Say hello to Lottie Good, otherwise known as scarlet shroud. A young meta human girl with the power to swim in shadows. Her and her brother have been in foster care of a good long time before being placed with a kindly grandma. She’s a mercenary alongside her older brother but she’s far more ruthless, she also is just a general hater.

[bangsinc]

Don’t mess with us BTAS fans, we will replicate the style for self-shipping

[virsidereus]

Chibi Adoptable (Claimed)★彡

Adoptable Graveyard Series # 1 :

DeathRam: Ewe-Calyptic Acid Dreams ˚✧₊ 

Flat Price: $26 (includes updated name space with name of ur choice and info (if wanted), PNG+JPG unwatermarked files, previous design version)

Minor Changes : + $8 (example: eye color, piercing color…)

Major Changes : + $15 (example: fur pattern, fur color…)

Minor Add- Ons : + $17 (example: small item, simple jewelry…)

Major Add- Ons : DM/Contact (example: chibi full body outfit display, (not chibi) full reference, headshot/icon…)

Spotify Playlist: $10 (playlist of 2 Hours made exclusively for this character)

-✨ will consider offers made of art or characters, only if the quality is of the same level- basically open to trade but depends✨

⤴️(only applies to flat price, changes or add ons are reserved for money exclusively, unless ur offer convinces me otherwise)

👾COMMENT/ DM TO CLAIM👾

More adopts of the Graveyard Series coming soon + shop and other services ✨

-wish all a beautiful day🖤- N.L

(Both images are watermarked and last one has noise pattern to refrain art thief’s from stealing)

🖤🖤🖤

[bluetortoist]

CW: Suggestive theme

*whiny kid voice*

THEY'RE BEING GROSS AGAIN!

[random-little-gal]

Why Nancy hates Jervis

[vintage-selfshipper]

Speaking of my last post, I finally got the courage to post one of my ocs! He’s not too developed yet but he’s an ex-ex-rogue who very explicitly stole his gimmick from The Music Meister (he had trained himself to reach a very specific vibration/pitch, unlike with MM who had it at an early age). But instead of causing others to break out into song and dance, his vocal abilities and musical prowess hypnotizes people to utter hysteria/infatuation akin to Bobby Soxers and Beatlemania. And when they’re under his command, they’re more likely to throw any valuables they can his way. But he definitely wants more than the artificial love he creates for his work.

I wanna make more ocs to ship specifically with my new f/os, but for now, The Crooner will serenade all the Arkham patients who may cross his path!