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riddle-me-ri · 1 year

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I just saw requests were opened and I had to come by 🥳 since it is the month of November I would like to ask how are the ozzies handling NNN 👀

A/N: Asdfgh ahhhh well had to get this done before November ends lmao. I thought about this request with my colony the minute it hit my inbox lmao

How the Penguins Handle NNN

Trigger Warnings: for those that don’t know, NNN is No Nut November, nothing explicit but definitely suggestive in case that makes you uncomfy.

So first things first, I have no idea why but I feel like I ought to say this. But I feel like normally most of the Penguins would fare pretty well. One because they're fueled mostly on loathing and pure spite (which love that for them) and two because they don't have someone to constantly tease them and tip them over the edge and as rough cut as some of these Penguins are they all have their own set of disciplines they stay strong too.

Basically I have thought about this way too hard and for too long just ignore me.

Also each Pengy has a rating out of 10 for how well they'd do.

1 being didn't even try, lost back in October and through all of November.

10 being MVP man's has mad discipline but once it hits December 1st pengy will pounce.

Arkhamverse Penguin (7 out of 10):

This Penguin is fairly preoccupied. Running an underground criminal empire requires a lot of attention. There’s always something going on in Bludhaven. He has to check on imports and exports, keeping track of his henchmen, keeping constant eye out for Batman.

In fact, you’re so aware of how busy he is, you don’t even find it in you to tease him like you planned. Maybe a lingering touch here and there but nothing to provocative.

However, it's easy for things to get…frustrating. For him to have a lot of pent up anger and you're the best stress relief before he absolutely explodes.

"C'mere love, I need you…"

You remind him of the challenge.

"What? Love, I could care less about some silly challenge. I'm asking you nicely, don't make me get rough with ya.."

Farrell/Reevesverse Penguin (11 out of 10):

Now, this Oswald will absolutely rock the shit out of this.

He sees a challenge and he seeks to overcome it regardless of the stakes. This man has never come up short on any obstacle that’s come his way, what’s a fun little game of who has the weakest resolve?

He’s also one of the few that would actively be trying to knock you off your game too. He’s a shameless flirt as is, but expect him to notch it up to 100 at this point.

“Aww, don’t get mad sweetheart…don’t hate the player, hate the game. But you gotta admit the reward will be worth it.” He winked.

Gotham Penguin (7.5 out of 10):

I’m not going to lie…I had the hardest time thinking of a rating and scenario for this Oswald, because I feel like…agh

He’ll definitely be a difficult nut to crack (pun…probably intended). I mean he’s known for being the biggest moonlighter of Fish and Maroni, he can be extremely disciplined and determined to see the light at the end of the tunnel to power through the month.

However, he’s also prone to stress and pressures constantly building up inside of him. He will hold out until about the last week of the month. Something happens, the straw broke the camel’s back and he needs you.

You are a strong comfort for him, he doesn’t have to be The Penguin, The Mayor, The King of Gotham…none of those things, he can just be Oswald. The way you caress him, hold him, love him…

“I don’t care…the…fun of it is gone...I just really need you, please.”

Yeah, he gets closer than a few of these Oswald’s to winning, but honestly, when he’s got you he’s already won.

BTAS Penguin (10 out of 10):

Ah, the true gentleman.

This Oswald may struggle a wee bit here and there. Especially with you teasing him, constantly at every turn. Face flushed red, absolutely biting a hole in his lower lip, almost ripping his hair out.

However, mind you this one is a true gentleman first and he can and will continue to show restraint. Any time he wishes to absolutely ravish you, he spoils you instead. He’ll almost make you feel bad for being such a tease, because he flips it and acts so sweet in return.

“Ah, ha, yes I see. As much as the feeling is mutual, there is a greater achievement to be had! But don’t be fooled, dove. I won’t forget your…advances.”

TNBA Penguin (9.8 out of 10):

This Penguin isn't much different from BTAS Penguin and Reevesverse Penguin.

He sees a challenge with you and he accepts it, especially if the reward is you at the end of it.

Oswald notices you teasing him from time to time. Trying to get him to bend, sometimes he's almost at the breaking point but you pull back.

He warns you, teasingly so not to keep pushing or he may push back.

“Thin ice, darling, thin ice…win or lose I always get what I desire.”

Telltale Penguin (7 out of 10):

This proud prick.

He’d talk a big game for sure, saying that he’s passed the month before with flying colors. Although, you know why that is…you weren’t there. He was distracted with his plans to take everything away with the Wayne name attached to it…well, not anymore.

Oz will put up an air-tight resolve for a good few weeks of the month. You haven’t quite laid the flirting down thick, not yet. There’s a method to it.

A lingering touch on his shoulder, a peck at night on his jaw line around the middle of the month. But then near the end, like the last week; you’ll accidentally forget your change of clothes for after your shower.

Much like other Penguins, he has his frustrations, but instead of it being outside sources, this is purely pent-up aggravation from not being able to touch you for long periods of time.

“I gotta say, love. I’m damn near at my breaking point here…not sure if that’s a good or bad thing for you.” Oz growled.

One Bad Day Penguin (10 out of 10):

Aww, this is cute. He thought.

If you’ve read the comic, you know this man is determined and resilient. But he also knows how to play the game. Whether it’s a turf war or who gives in to their unadulterated desires first…he knows what cards to play and how to play them.

You best believe he’s an active player too.

He’ll tease you first, if you don’t. He’s not afraid to make the first move, especially if it means throwing you off.

Oswald will pull you to his lap. He’ll teasingly squeeze your sides and thighs.

When you look back at him with a certain displeased look.

He grins and winks. “Don’t look at me like that, you know I play to win, babe.”

The Batman (2004) Penguin (-100 out of 10):

Listen, listen, this little gremlin has little to no self preservation whatsoever. He’s also arguably one of the most unhinged members of my colony.

Ozzy would talk such a big game about being a winner, how he'd sail through this month.

But you literally don't have to do anything and he'd bust.

You don't even have to tease him. You could literally just be wearing shorts one morning or an oversized t-shirt and underwear and he'd pounce.

He sees what he wants and he gets what he wants.

"What? Ahh come on, who needs to win some stupid challenge? I wanna be with ya!"

Batman Unlimited Penguin (7.5 out of 10):

The main thing that makes this pengy rank so high is cause of his age. He’s subjectively the oldest out of most of my colony members. (I believe he’s meant to be like late 50’s early 60’s, I could be wrong, but the grey in his hair and wrinkles are telling me otherwise rip)

I genuinely believe you have to initiate most of the intimacy in your relationship.

Not that Oswald won’t try, but the man literally doesn’t know how to. He’s seen things in film, television, and literature. However he also knows he’s not conventionally as attractive as the leads in those medias, and he’s certain if he attempted anything like he saw, he would find a way to ruin it.

Much like the other pengys, he’s been cruelly shunned by humanity, but he’s lived with it cemented in his brain for longer (considering the age thing, again). To say this man is emotionally stunted would be an understatement. He still isn’t used to you giving him compliments or how you honestly enjoy kissing him.

However, on the different side of the same coin…do to not being…errm…well practiced. He’s also likely to fall apart soon enough. Giving him enough touches and kisses the man will combust.

“Hmm…I’ve never felt anything like this in a long time. I don’t think I could ever give it up,” he chuckled breathlessly. “Even just for thirty days.”

#ri writes #the penguin #oswald cobblepot #headcanons #arkhamverse penguin #reevesverse penguin #farrell penguin #gotham penguin #btas penguin #tnba penguin #telltale penguin #one bad day penguin #obd penguin #the batman 2004 penguin #batman unlimited penguin #i definitely thought about this #WAY TOO HARD #rip #ri's colony 🐧

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mintoblobo · 1 year

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hhh i want to draw indulgent Edward and Oz self ship art … just want to be cute with my anti authority bfs but im sleepy

#i defeated cringe only to be nerfed by the sleepies #mark my words once i have vacation y’all will see how self indulgent i can be im talking cheesy date art #and post evil shenanigans sex this is why i went to art school #dano riddler #farrell!penguin #farrell penguin #self ship

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alpacaidentitycrisis · 2 years

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just a sad little gremlin here asking for more farrell penguin fanfiction

#farrell penguin #the penguin #penguin fanfic #batman 2022 #oz cobblepot #a03 is a desert #oswald cobblepot #fanfiction

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s8nslilgayboy · 2 years

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ok i wrote some smut with my oc and oz so i’m just gonna post it here and go

tipsy beej heehee

“You okay, Gi?” Oz focused his gaze across the room at the man keeping watch at the door. It wasn’t that he needed the extra muscle, Oz could handle his own and had the scars to prove it, but he liked the particular company.

“Hm?” Giallo Maroni, arms crossed, turned his head slightly at the sudden address. “Fine.”

“You’re a lot quieter than normal.”

Giallo didn’t answer. He turned his head back to watch the doorway. Nobody was supposed to get in or out while Oz was doing inventory. Didn’t want things going missing.

“This about what Falcone said earlier?”

Giallo scowled. “He makes sure to talk loudly when it’s about my family. Like he wants me to hear.”

Life had been tough in the last decade since Giallo’s uncle Sal and a few others of his family were done in by GCPD. They had been dragged kicking and screaming to Blackgate, put away for years, but not Giallo. Miraculously, the pigs couldn’t find any dirt on him despite the years he’d been attending the meetings the Maroni family had with Carmine Falcone and his cronies. This had actually been where he’d met the man behind him. Oz Cobblepot had been one of the only people to sit at the table those years ago who would even address his presence, not that Giallo had much of one. He learned quickly growing up to shut his mouth unless spoken to, to listen close to everything going on around him, and when Uncle Sal needed the extra protection to be in the room, ready to stand in a bullet’s way. In this way he was his uncle’s favorite, the most loyal of the Maroni clan, but even then, his uncle paid him little attention.

But Oz?

When Uncle Sal and Falcone needed a moment in private, Giallo found Oz Cobblepot making little remarks outside the door. He’d wonder about the numbers, the behavior of the two men inside, what they could possibly be compromising on without him… and he’d ask why Giallo was always silent. He joked that he didn’t have a tongue, maybe he was born mute, but Giallo proved this to be wrong quickly. “I’m just a body,” he had said. “I don’t believe that,” Oz had replied.

“Come on, you can’t let that stuff get to you. You know Carmine likes to talk big.”

“Talks big about my uncle Sal. Makes him out to be some kinda halfwit.” Giallo’s voice quieted, as if Falcone would hear him otherwise, although he knew he’d be elsewhere tonight. “A man he’d worked for years with, you’d think he’d know he wouldn’t have been so careless.” Giallo paused, thinking. “I still wonder about who could’ve given up that info. Eats at me, Oz.”

Oz transferred the package of drops he’d been holding down to the table before reaching towards the bottle of bourbon sitting near him. He stood from his seat, retrieving an empty glass and filling it halfway.

“Let’s get your mind off it, huh? Get over here.”

Giallo turned to look at Oz, holding the glass out. He really wasn’t one to drink, but when Oz was offering, he wasn’t going to refuse. Giallo took one last look out the door, and slowly turned to walk further into the room, reaching out to take the glass. Oz smirked as he watched Giallo down the whole thing in one go.

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“I haven’t stopped thinking about it once in over ten years, Oz,” Giallo said, lips a little more loose now that the second and third glasses of bourbon were making their way through his system. “Why would they take almost all my family and not me?”

Oz took a sip of his own drink before answering. “Who fuckin’ knows. You weren’t necessarily active in the business of it all, even if you had some info.” He ran a hand through his thinning hair. “You always said you were just a body, remember?”

Giallo looked down at his glass. “Yeah. I dunno.”

“You ask me, it just sounds like guilt you shouldn’t be carryin’ around.” Oz downed the last of his drink. “They didn’t get you, and you’re rollin’ with us now. Much better than spendin’ years in Blackgate. Besides all that,” Oz shifted in his seat, “I kinda like havin’ you around. One of the few people that don’t drive me fuckin’ crazy.” His arm curled around Giallo’s shoulder, and he chuckled.

“Yeah?” Giallo knew how Oz felt about most of the people he surrounded himself with, from people working downstairs, to Falcone, even Giallo himself, but hearing the warmth in his voice as he said it took him by surprise.

“Yeah.” Oz swallowed, his voice dropping just a bit. “Not bad to look at, either.”

Giallo went silent again, averting his gaze away from Oz’s, fidgeting with his glass. Another surprise.

Oz’s face fell as he watched Giallo’s nervous movement. He moved his arm away and cleared his throat. “Must’ve been all the bourbon talkin’ there.”

Oz started to get up, but before he could make it up out of his seat, Giallo’s hand shot out, wrapping around Oz’s wrist and pulling him back down. For just a second, their eyes met, and Oz could see Giallo’s flushed cheeks and something like hunger in his eyes. It was Oz’s turn to be taken by surprise.

Giallo moved quickly, grabbing Oz by the lapel of his jacket and pulling him in, lips clumsily moving to meet his. A rumble of surprise in Oz’s chest soon turned to a growl as he moved to place his hands on Giallo’s hips, situating them onto his lap.

Oz pulled his face away, breaking the kiss, his eyes roaming downwards to take in the form on top of him. “You know how long I’ve wanted this?” he mumbled. His thick fingers traced Giallo’s spine.

Giallo sighed. “How long have we known each other?”

Oz smirked before leaning back in to kiss Giallo once more. Giallo could feel the beginning edge of Oz’s scar on his lip, the one spot where the texture differed from the rest of the surprisingly soft skin. Oz’s hands creeped upward, fumbling with the buttons of Giallo’s shirt, exposing his neck just a bit more. Oz broke away from Giallo’s mouth again, trailing his lips down, kissing Giallo’s cheek, his jawline, before finding his place at his neck, sucking at the skin. Giallo audibly exhaled at the sensation. Oz’s gold teeth grazed his skin, and Giallo could feel him smile against his collarbone as he found another spot to lightly mark.

Giallo’s hand snaked its way between their bodies, past Oz’s gut and to the growing bulge between his legs. Oz moaned into the crook of Giallo’s neck, bucking his hips in response to the touch.

“Careful there, doll, you’re gonna get me goin’…” Oz rasped.

Giallo smiled crookedly as he applied more pressure to Oz’s groin with his palm. Oz growled, cock stiffening from the tease. Giallo turned his head, kissing Oz’s temple before sliding from his lap to the floor, hands working quickly to unzip Oz’s fly and slide his hand under the fabric.

“Christ, Gi…” Oz was breathing heavily now, watching as Giallo moved the fabric of his underwear to free his cock from his pants. Giallo wrapped his fingers around the base, making small movements with his wrist, slowly beginning to work Oz over. Looking up from his position, Giallo’s half-lidded hazel eyes watched Oz’s mouth fall open from the touch.

“Good?” Giallo asked, although he knew the answer.

Oz looked down, shaking his head and smirking. “You fuckin’— ah, fuck.”

Oz couldn’t finish his sentence before Giallo’s tongue was on the head of his cock, and seconds later his mouth had found its way around the circumference. Oz’s hand shot up, fingers gripping Giallo’s dark hair as his head moved to take Oz in further.

Oz wasn’t a stranger to oral, but it was very different coming from someone he’d been admiring from afar for years, thinking this would only ever be a passing thought. He was trying hard not to seem too eager, but the occasional buck of his hips as Giallo moved his head to get him off must have betrayed him. Giallo hummed in contentment at the movement, the vibration hitting the head of Oz’s cock bringing a different sensation to the mix.

“Holy God—“

As Giallo moved to take Oz as deep as he could, Oz’s cock began to twitch against his tongue, hot fluid coating the back of his throat. Giallo pulled back to a more comfortable position, not taking Oz out of his mouth but moving to make sure he wouldn’t choke too hard as Oz finished. He coughed, cum dribbling out of his mouth and down his chin, struggling a bit to catch his breath. Oz couldn’t help but think he looked gorgeous like this.

Giallo swallowed the load in his mouth and looked up at Oz, watching his face relax as the last of his orgasm dissipated. He followed the prominent scar from his lips upwards into the dark eyes gazing back down at him. Giallo gave a small smile. He couldn’t help but think Oz looked handsome like this.

Oz released his grip on Giallo’s hair and moved to wipe the rivulet of cum from his chin. “Heh. Looks like I made a mess outta you.” He chuckled, sliding his thumb back up to Giallo’s mouth for him to suck clean. Giallo complied.

“I don’t mind it,” Giallo said.

“I am gonna have to pay you back for this, though.” Oz’s fingers moved under Giallo’s chin, lifting his head from between his thighs. “Maybe even with interest, huh?”

“Fair deal,” Giallo replied, pulling himself up off the floor. “What did you have in mind?”

“You’ll see, sweetheart.” Oz smiled, almost evilly, his gold teeth showing between his lips.

#oswald cobblepot #oz cobblepot #the penguin #farrell penguin #just a heads up though my oc is a trans man so if i write more it’s gonna include that aspect

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brutaliakent · 1 year

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Alternate posters for The Batman (2022)

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crazyeeeeeee · 1 year

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It's a drink shop. I mean, I may not be able to buy him a good wine, but I can buy him a beverage if he wants

#the penguin #It has something to do with what I sent yesterday #paul dano #dano riddler #edward nashton #penguin 2022 #farrell penguin #oz cobblepot #oswald cobblepot #fanart #riddlebird #nygmobblepot #I feel I send these shit a little too often #sorry no sorry #I brush a lot of myself on each tag

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dr-wormman · 23 days

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#art #my art #digital art #oswald cobblepot #the penguin #an absurd series of events has led to me getting really into Batman rogues and now all I've been talking about for the past few weeks is #how cool Scarecrow is and how sexy Colin Farrell penguin is #Also #I've had to start taking statin recently and to cope with it I've decided that Oswald also takes it (that is certainly a man with high LDL)#its like those people who imagine their blorbos telling them to eat healthy but instead of Senshi encouraging good nutrition #Its Oswald Cobblepot appearing as a specter to tell me I need to take my cholesterol pills Or Else

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alpacinosgf · 1 month

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"When I was a kid, there was a gangster - a real old school type. Rex Calabrese. He was a big deal. He helped people. If he saw you on the street, he'd call out to you. When I'm fourteen or somethin', he has a heart attack and dies, still holdin' a cigar. In my neighborhood, they throw a parade in his honor. A friggin' parade! And it wasn't fancy, but it was the gesture. The show of love...of what he meant. Can you imagine, to be remembered like that?" - THE PENGUIN FALL 2024

#filmedit #tvedit #dcedit #the penguin #the penguin hbo #hboedit #colin farrell #oz cobblepot #gifs #*#ozzie i am literally in love w you and will organise a parade for you

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acapelladitty · 2 years

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“I want to fuck you against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it” for Oz in his office?

Oh, hell yeah. This fic is not OSHA compliant xx

The tinted glass is smooth against your chest as you lay your palms flat out on the observation window of his office; your upper body using the glass to steady yourself as you bite your teeth into your forearm and allow the flesh there to supress your moan.

Behind you, Oz sets a determined pace as he ruts rapidly against your ass; his every frantic stroke lighting and stoking the fire within your soaked core as you clench desperately around him.

"I want to fuck you against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it."

His words are dripping with his own arousal, voice deepening as his accented syllables wash over you and, even though the tint of the glass is likely to prevent any prying eyes, the prickling shame of feeling so vulnerable and exposed makes your heated skin flush even further.

Your skirt, hoisted above your waist, is pinned in place by one of his thick hands as the other wraps around the back of your neck; keeping you in place against the glass as his hips slam against your raised ass brutally with every thrust.

"Only for you, Oz."

You breathe the teasing words out between gasps, the approaching orgasm which you can feel building within your core making your thoughts short-circuit into a delicious white haze of pleasure.

"Damn right. Only for me, baby."

He parrots the words with a possessive growl, hand slipping around your neck to pin you in place as he buries himself fully with a final, savage thrust as his own orgasm hits.

The warmth of his release, caught by the rubber as his cock twitches within you, is enough to push you over the edge as you follow his peak with your own; a broken whine slipping free of your lips while your fingers clutch at the glass, desperate to find some much-needed purchase as your walls flutter around him.

It is a short-lived orgasm, as he is quick to pull free and flip you over, his thick body pressing your own against the glass as he drags you flush against his body for a deep kiss. As the taste of him fills your mouth, your arms loop around his neck as you anchor yourself to his body to steady your shaking legs.

"Do you think any of them saw you, doll?"

His voice is low and aroused, laced with amusement as he pulls free of your kiss to ask the heated question.

"If not," dropping your hand to his softening cock, you tease him softly, "then we can always try again later. And again. Until we're sure."

#oz cobblepot #oz cobblepot x reader #penguin #the penguin #oswald cobblepot #oswald cobblepot x reader #oswald cobblepot x you #penguin smut #the batman #the batman 2022 #colin farrell #colin farrell penguin #farrell penguin

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