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I read a super cutee college AU fic recently so I wanted to draw my own little college designs hehe
redraw and re write of a comic i posted in march!!
if you remember what the Original post was, YOUVE BEEN HERE A WHILE HUH
The only valid ship dynamic:
Person A: HOHOHOHOHO TIME TO DO SOME DUMB SHIT
Person B: DO A FLIP!
*later, when the dumb shit went horribly, horribly wrong*
Person B: you fucking idiot, what the hell is wrong with you. That was so incredibly stupid, I cannot believe your dumbass really thought that was gonna fucking work out, I TOLD you it would go bad!
Person A: *in a full body cast* worth it
I really like how throughout s5 there were a lot of paralels between Ed's relationship with Lee and Oswald.
This man is a definition of Be gay do crime
Hi hello there! Sooo…
I'm a new artist on this app and so I decided to post my oc here! I didn't really thought about her lore other wise than she is an immortal girl that was cursed to be a kitsune I guess? Her name is haruka which can be hard to read because of my penmenship soooo…
I hope you like her! I appreciate criticism and opinions and thoughts on her!
(she's also Oswalds girlfriend, he's the only one who gets her to laugh and endure people!)
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You know what? I love this. I hope that the writers put that amount of thought into the show and the characters.
It also occurs to me quite suddenly that a future Batman writer is going to have Batwheels as their first introduction to the characters. That is going to be interesting...
Well, I didn't expect Batwheels to reveal that Penguin is apparently a singer. Or that he got music lessons as a kid and has this weird proclivity for liking music. But I guess it makes sense. It's a fun thing for the kids, but it also makes some sense for The Penguin. For one thing, music is sometimes seen as an upper class thing. Look at opera and everything. But also: a lot of Penguin's actors have been singers. Paul Williams had a whole career in that. Jess Harnell and Tom Kenny don't do music for a living, but they can sing if a show requires them to, Danny DeVito did a song for Disney's Hercules, etc. So it makes some small amount of sense, I suppose.
They do the walk
Look at that award winning smile!
I've never actually watched gotham but my sister loves it so if this gets enough attention I'll draw that riddle guy.
Okay I drew the Penguin and my oc
I was gonna draw the penguin but I got lazy
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Penguin x reader.?
Oswald Cobblepot (Penguin) X Reader
The Iceberg Lounge was louder than usual. Smoke curled into the chandeliers like ghostly fingers, the kind of place where secrets got dressed in diamonds and danced between martini glasses. You didn’t belong here—and that was exactly the point.
You walked in sharp, calm, and dressed just well enough to be ignored. Not rich enough to be noticed. Not low enough to be questioned. You were just looking for someone to talk to. Someone with power. Someone with reach.
Oswald Cobblepot.
He stood near the back, half in the shadows, watching his empire breathe. People passed him by without a glance, not out of disrespect—but out of fear. He was the kind of man who didn’t need to be loud to control a room. He just was.
You stepped close, careful not to spill desperation on the floor.
“You don’t look like you belong here,” he said without turning. Voice like broken glass dipped in molasses.
You didn’t flinch. “Neither do half the people on your payroll.”
That got his attention.
Oswald turned, eyes narrowing behind his monocle, studying you like a puzzle someone forgot to finish. “Got a name, sweetheart?”
You told him. No stutter, no hesitation. Just enough truth to sound like a lie. His smile was small, but real.
“Brave,” he said. “Or stupid. The line’s thin in this city.”
“I’m counting on that.”
Oswald tilted his head, intrigued now. He motioned to a booth tucked away from the rest of the chaos. “Sit. Talk. If you're trying to sell something, it better be good.”
You slid in without breaking eye contact. “I’m not selling anything.”
“Then you’re asking for something.”
You leaned forward. “A favor. A deal. A crack in the wall no one else will give me.”
His fingers tapped against his umbrella. A beat. Then another.
“Everyone comes to me when they’ve run out of choices.” His smile didn’t reach his eyes. “You? You walked in like you planned to be here.”
“I did.”
Oswald laughed, low and rough. Then he waved a hand, dismissing the waiter hovering nearby.
“Alright,” he said. “You’ve got five minutes. Impress me.”
You did.
By the time you stood to leave, the air between you had changed. His eyes followed you, calculating. Interested.
“Next time you walk in,” he said, “use the back entrance. I don’t like surprises.”
You paused. “What if I do?”
He grinned, sharp and cold. “Then you’ll be fun.”
I’m mentally ill
I'm finish watch Gotham and I want more 😩
I'm two episodes away from finish Gotham.
Edit: why did Nyssa Al Ghul show up at the "last minute"? There should be backstory...
I'm on the final season of Gotham.
Is there anyone who want to talk about Gotham if you want to? I'm on season 4.
Can't I take a break... Why would that reporter kiss Jim Gordon as Leslie Thompkins come back!?! Is seasons get heartbroken?! That's my question... 🤷♀️🙃
I watch the season 2 finale of Gotham and can I said "what the actually heck?!?!" I barely began it and it basically blow my mind 🤯
I basically yelled at my laptop to let Jim Gordon know that he have to fight against the drug or whatever it is.
I'm crazy? Yeah I'm definitely crazy and I know it.
Edit #1: Jim Gordon acted weird and I love it 😂😂😂😂🤣
I've been watching a tv show called Gotham. It's good show. At first I watch it I thought that I don't like it so I dropped it. Then somehow this week, I decided to give it another shot. I freaking love it. I'm almost to the end of season 2.
if a character means enough to me i will truly never stop thinking about them. i just retire them into a little back room in my brain and periodically bring them out to stare at them under a little light
Oswald Cobb x Black!reader
Y/n thinks Oswald is cheating on her.
You and Oz had been married for about a year at this point everything was good. Then when Vic came everything was better that is until Sofia came back. Sofia was gorgeous you couldn't deny that. Way prettier than yourself you believed. And when you say how close Oz and Sofia had gotten it made you sick to your stomach. He would never talk about business when he was home it was a rule you created. You didn't want to know how many people he had killed you never liked knowing those things. But that same rule had you hurt in the long run. You wanted to know what they were doing and any time you’d ask about Sofia hed say “there aint nobody else in the world I want but you” or “your all I need baby you know that” or even “its just business” but something was off.
You had waited for Oz to come home and it was around 12 when you decided to go to bed. About 15 minutes go by of just laying there and you were so close to sleep but you heard the door open and soon after felt the bed dip. You took in his smell It wasnt any perfume you owned or any he owned. It killed you.
The next moring you saw oz getting ready and wanted to do something nice so if he was cheating youd hope hed fell bad and this would pull him back to earth a bit, so you made him breakfast.
“I made you breakfast ozzie” I say with a smile he walked into the kitchen and kissed me then just held me for a moment.
“Thank you sweetheart” he said and took a piece of bacon popping it into his mouth.
“Hm this is good baby”
“You think so?” I said with a smile
“I know so” He said grabbing my hips
“Whats the plan today huh?” I ask
“Im going with Sofia-” I and with that name my face fell and I bit my lip. All noise was drowned out. Thank god he was behind me.
“Hey sweetheart you good?” he asked I shook my head, yes bitting my lip. I didn't want to come off as the jealous wife so I just stayed silent as he continued with what he was gonna do today. Then he looked at his watch and said
“Oh, shit I've gotta go baby. I love you”
“Ok have fun. I love you too” I said as we kissed and I watched as he walked out the door.
I walked to the living room and went to the record player. All these albums that Oz had brought for me all cuz I said I like this song or this album. I pulled out beyonces lemadae album and started to blast it full volume.
And keep your money, I got my own
Keep a bigger smile on my face being alone
Bad motherfucker, God complex
Motivate your ass, call me Malcolm X
You operator, or innovator
Fuck you, hater, you can't recreate her, no, no
You'll never recreate her, no (hell no)
I started to sing. After my “concert” I went to get a bottle of wine. Withing 30 minuted a full bottle was gone and I got another. The pain of Oz wanting another women was to much for me. So instead I drowned my feelings. Almost as if it was a movie we find love starts playing and Oz walks though the door.
“You dont love me anymore
Lets see how you like this song”
“Baby?” Oz questioned and I stayed silent tears threatening to fall.
“What the hell?” he asked
“What are you doing?” and I just looked at his through my tears and sang with the song
“You don't love me anymore” And stood up and walked to him. Pushed him back and sang
“Let's see how you like this song” cocking his head to the side
“What?” he asked
“You” I emphasise by pointing at him
“Don't love me” I say pointing at myself then laughing to keep myself from crying.
“Sweetheart, what the hell are you talking about?”
“Do I need to repeat?” I said in a conceding tone
“y/n”
“Dont even start that “there's no other women for me” shit I fucking know what the fuck you do”
I say as he stares in shock
“Baby”
“Don't baby me why don't you baby that bitch your with instead of your fucking wife!” I yelled showing my ring
“y/n” He said loud enough so he wasn't yelling at me but I stopped talking
“y/n, baby, you talking bout Sofia?” he asked eyebrows raised
“...yes” I said quietly
“Baby I'm doing this for us. I wasn't gonna tell you this but I killed Alberto Falcone. I'm hanging around Sofia to get in her good graces or whatever so she doesn't think it was me and more importantly she stays away from you.” It was silent for a moment then I asked
“Why did you kill him?”
“...He laughed at me baby”
“Aw baby” I said and I reached for his face with my right hand
“Im sorry” I said with a sympathetic smile
“But you know I can take care of myself… right?”
“I know but I like to take care of ya doll. Its my job I gotta look out for you.” he said pushing your braids out of your face and giving you a kiss.
Hear me out:
Oswald is probably of German-Dutch descend!
I mean his mother is literally called “Gertrude Kapelput” (and on her grave, her German and not the anglofied version of her name was written). Furthermore it could even be that Oswald is full on half-German, considering his mother’s strong accent and in his hallucination during his therapy with Doctor Strange his mother said “Liebchen” (Darling).
And his father’s name is “Elijah van Dahl” and his grandfather’s name was “Manfred”, which is a strong hint to a Dutch heritage.
[Maybe this was already obvious and I actually didn’t discover anything new, but as a German myself it was fun to point out! ^_^]
SO I was thinking it would be nice to start drawing more interactions between Ecco!Oswald and other characters 🧐 but I'm not sure which one will be the first...
(Well obviously Edward is going to be the first but who would go after him?)
Here, have a quick doodle of Ozzie having dinner 👍
THIS IS REALLY COOL OMG !!
@deadangelghost I MADE FANART OF YOUR CONCEPT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT HAHA
More Oswald doodles from the "Ecco" au 🤧
Gotham au where Oswald is like yk brainwashed and he ended up being Jeromes' Ecco 🧐