#penguin squad

[adeliasecretfiles]

has this been done before

[angellan]

Base from @marshthemehllow

Heart's pirates are happy for Law 😍

Me too

[dawwn-art]

Some info about my AU with new Illustrations ✨

Notes:

I combined the names of Garfield Lynns and Bridgit Pike for my version

(I am still open to making changes to the information)

I'm thinking about Ventriloquist, Music meister and Pyg being next, but I'm not sure.

[andradrawsstuff]

Your honour they’re just silly guys

This is a bit of an older drawing but it’s funny so I’m posting it anyway

[silverbackwolf14]

Made some dumb batman memes, please enjoy

[gilverrwrites]

[tril0bitez]

MORE PONIESS!!! I love to ponify characters sm

[liauditore]

new suicide squad anime got me thinking about the genderbend batman au i made when i was 16 again.

extra (nsfw??? body horror + shirtless doodle lol) art under the cut + drabble.

A mysterious actress appears in Gotham!

Production for the long-anticipated remake of the 1930s classic horror film, "The Clay", is saved in part thanks to the audition of one woman with no credits to her name, just a face and demeanor identical of the late leading actress of the original film.

However, the cast and crew have bigger worries than their limited budget and endless demands from their producers -- everyone involved seems to be disappearing one by one!

While the average gothammite worries that the cult classic's "cursed" reputation might be a little more than an urban legend, The Batman refuses to entertain such unfounded silliness and aims to get to the bottom of this crime against cinema!

presenting BATMAN '63 - THE RISE OF CLAYFACE coming not actually ever lmao

(her hair is brown now because I like the idea of her appearance never being fully consistent lol. shapeshifters gotta do their thing)

[pocket-jack]

"Straw Hat's and Heart Pirates met at another island"

Luffy: OOOOOOIII! Traffy!

Law: "Obviously happy to see him" Well, here we go again

"Penguin, Shachi and Bepo nodded to each other, when Luffy was running to his partner. Before Luffy could go for a hug, they covered their captain like a wall"

Luffy: Eh?

Law: What are you guys doing?

Shachi: Alright, Straw Hat! This play dates were going on for quite a while, but we cannot stay silent any longer!

Bepo: Yes, we won't!

Bepo: "Leans to Shachi and Penguin and whisper" Ahh... About what exactly we cannot stay silent?

Shachi: "Whispers back" Dude! Just play along!

Bepo: Ahh! Okay!

Luffy: What's that all about, Traffy? Did they got sick or something?

Law: That is exactly what I'm trying to figure out...

Penguin: Yes, we are sick! Sick of your lies and manipulations!

Luffy: "Confused" Eeeeeeehhh????

Law: Hey, guys!

Penguin: We know, you toying with our captain! You just gonna leave him when you'll get sick, right!? Our captain? But you're not gonna get away with it! We have the evidence!

Bepo: Oh! Wait, he does!? Where did you find the evidence, guys?

Penguin: Bepo! Shush! It's the bluff to make him scare!

Shachi: Yeah, you idiot! We just don't want our captain to get his heart broken, that's all! Who knows, what awful things this Straw Hat can do to him!

Luffy: What are you guys whispering about? Is it meat? Did I eat your meat and that's why you angry at me? Sorry, it smelled too tasty!

Shachi: What!? No! We were- wait a sec!.. Was that you!?

Penguin: Bro, he's changing the subject! Let's just beat the hell out of him, so he won't dare to lay a finger on captain!

Shachi: Ah! That's right! Those guys like you are always trying to seduce our captain! And that's our duty to protect his pure heart from such scumbags like you!

Law: Wha-!? Guys, enough with this nonsense! What the hell are you talking about?

Shachi: Captain! You were a person who laid us on the right track by beating the complete crap out of us that day! We're never gonna forget that!

Penguin: So we're gonna fight for your happiness! You're not gonna suffer from any of those fuckers who decided to toy with your feelings anymore!

Law: !...

Luffy: .....

Luffy: "Cracking his fists" I see... So that's how it is...

Luffy: "Smirking" Well, you left me no choice then!

"Shachi, Penguin and Bepo got scared. There was a big feeling that they're gonna get their asses kicked"

Law: Straw Hat-ya...

Luffy: "Slowly walking to them" You guys...

Shachi: Ahh... H-hey! You didn't heard what we said, huh? You must be deaf! W-we're gonna beat the whole crap outta you!

Penguin: Yes! If you d-do another step then tha-that's it!

Bepo: Guys, I have a feeling that we're the one who get our asses kicked

Shachi: Don't show your fear to him, Bepo! You are the bear! Growl at him or something!

Penguin: Yeah! Eat him, Bepo! Eat him!

Bepo: I can't! I'm a vegetarian!!

Penguin: Oh shit, we're fucked! It's your fault, Shachi! And Bepo's too It's him! Kill him, not me!

Shachi: Shut the fuck up, Penguin!

Law: Hey, Luffy-ya!

"Shachi, Penguin and Bepo slowly turned their heads to Luffy and swallowed hardly"

Luffy: ....I want........

Luffy: "Bowing deeply" To thank you, guys, so much!

Everyone, including Law: HUH!?

Luffy: Thank you for looking out for Traffy! I know, he might be a little grumpy and shy to ask for help, but I'm truly happy that there is people, who cares about his well-being!

Shachi: You... Do?..

Luffy: Yes, of course I am! Phew! I'm so relieved to know he's not alone! You guy's, please, continue doing a great job!

Law: "Blushing" Hey...

Bepo: So you do care about captain?

Luffy: Of course! I love him so much, I can't stop thinking about him! He had some problems eating when we were on our way to Dressrosa... Does he eat well? And sleep too? When I'm not with him I can't stop worrying about his well-being 24/7! But know that I know that you guys care about him as much as I do, I can finally rest at ease!

"Law's Protection Squad stares at Luffy in shock. And then they tear up. And then they gaved him a big hug"

Penguin: NO PROBLEM, STRAW HAT! YOU'RE A PART OF OUR FAMILY NOW, YA LOVABLE BASTARD!

Shachi: YES! KNOW, YOU'RE LIKE A BROTHER TO US, PLEASE, TAKE CARE OF OUR CAPTAIN JUST LIKE WE CARED ABOUT HIM!

Bepo: I ALWAYS KNEW YOU WERE A PERFECT PAIR FOR CAPTAIN! PLEASE, MAKE HIM A REALLY HAPPY MAN!

Law in the back completely embarrassed: You, guys........

____________

I've decided to call this trio Law's Protection Squad (LPS).

[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.

[pastelclovds]

i love arrogant assholes with accents

[ner0w0w0]

fem!Swallow Squad

[danthepest]

Character trophies of Penguin and his gang throughout the Arkham series.

[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.

[moopermoment]

y'all know what's up this july!

forgor to include my artfight link lol

[amidst-wonderland]

ELIZABETH WAYNE: ELSEWORLD MUSING

watching 'the penguin' and re-watching 'batman' there's a part of me musing about hereditary mental illness with elizabeth being susceptible to martha's plight with what seems to be either bipolar disorder or potentially schizophrenia (though martha could be suffering ptsd, but roll with me.)

bruce dealing with the fallout of his daughter, once a hero, transforming into a violent shell of herself. unable to cope with the hand dealt to her genetically but becoming the embodiment of sending a child into active war and expecting her to deal with it whilst publicly saving face. decaying into a broken starlet for the world to revel in her mythic fall from grace at twenty-four.

bruce does everything in his power to keep her from arkham's clutches but he can't, not with strange at its helm. heeding the same inner torment as his own father and the balance between saving face, or family. watching his own daughter kill in cold-blood surrounded by her peers and the press. the pearly white dress doused in blood became a spectacle.

once the apple in gotham's eye, now rotted at her core.

day-in-day-out having to face the horrors of his past whilst drinking his morning coffee as the articles continue to compare and berate both his mother and daughter. vale deemed them 'manic martha' and 'looney lizzie'. the same 'looney lizzie' who'd once baked her cookies, borrowed her lipstick and skipped cheer practice to buy a birthday present for the woman who would later call her a 'blood thirsty banshee'.

bruce, unlike his father wouldn't face the mob, the aristocracy but he would have to look his comrades in the eye. dinah's unrelenting glare, the disgruntled remarks from queen and the sorrow held in every word the kryptonian spoke. the scarlet speedster would no longer acknowledge his presence for handing over the mother of his children then throwing away the key.

his eldest had gone no contact, the other boy dead and his daughter branded clinically insane by the shrinks at arkham.

the new kid wouldn't dawn a cowl, ever.