#Edawrd Nygma

[theweirdoinurhouse]

Socket Wrench (a scriddler one-shot)

(This is my first time posting a story of mine, so sorry for any mistakes. Also I don't know how southern people talk all that much, sorry) Fandom: DC Pairing: Jonathan Crane/Edward Nygma Warings: None

The shop reeked of smoke, body odor, and motor oil. Tools were on the floor, and uncompleted projects were thrown away from the main work bench. The room was a complete mess, just like the man who worked in it.

Edward sat on a stool, working on some new peject that was sure to be forgotten like the others. Edward hasn't come out of his shop for a week. The skin under his eyes were discolored, indicating his lack of sleep. There was more grease and dirt on him than ever. It's unclear how he got dirt on him, being that he hasn't been outside in a week. He was bent over the work bench, not wearing any safety gear. The flames of the torch he was using illuminated his face.

The door to the work shop opened, but Edward didn't pay any mind to it. He continued to work, not caring about whoever dared to disturb him. Behind him he could hear metal scrapping and papers rustling.

"I really don't know how you can read these. Your handwriting ain't the post legible." A gruff, southern voice said behind him. Edward already knew who was there, but hearing him talked only set it in stone.

"In case you couldn't tell, Jonathan, I'm quite busy. It would be best if you left." Edward said, clearly annoyed.

Jonathan scoffed, but he wasn't surprised by Edward's response. He was expecting an answer like that honestly. Edward never liked to be interrupted when he was working. Jonathan could understand the annoyance though. He didn't like being interrupted as well. Not sure who would like it.

Jon walked around the other rogue's space, running his fingers over some toys and discarded projects. It disturbed him how messy the room is. "Disturbed" might not be the right word, but it gives off the same premise of how Jon feels.

"Will you stop messing with stuff? You're making too much noise." Edward seemed even more agitated than before. He was trying to have a quiet, peaceful day, and Jonathan had to ruin it. Wouldn't be the first time though.

Jon walked over to Ed, standing behind him. He leaned down and wrapped his arms around Ed's torso. Edward's body tensed at the touch, but relaxed after a few seconds.

Jon leaned down even more, resting his chin on Edward's shoulder. 'I'm gonna get serious back pains from this.' Jon thought. He didn't really care though. It's all worth it for the fact Edward isn't pushing him away or yelling at him. It's not like Ed's always like that, just when he's working and Jon comes in.

"Sorry for disturbing you, darlin'. I was just worried 'bout ya." Jon said. Edward could feel Jon's breath on his neck and shivered at the feeling, but tried not to. Jonathan felt it though and smiled.

"Well. If you're going to be here, you might as well make yourself useful. Hand me the socket wrench." Ed ordered, holding out his hand for the wrench. "What's the magic word?" Jon asked in response to Edward's demand, dragging out "word".

Edward groaned, not wanting to say it. It was humiliating to even think about it. Alas, he was out of reach of the wrench, but Jonathan wasn't. And he knew Jon wouldn't get it with what he said. He swallowed down all his dignity. "Please?"

Jon chuckled. He retracted his right arm from Ed's torso, reaching to grab the wrench. Ed shivered from the sudden cold that hit him. He hadn't realised Jonathan was warming him.

Jon grabbed the wrench and put it in Edward's out stretched hand. He wrapped his arm back around Ed's torso. "Now was that so hard?" He whispered in the other rogue's ear. He didn't respond, just went back to work.

"You're welcome."

Edward just hummed in response, not paying mind to the other man. Jon tilted his head and kissed the area where Edward's neck and shoulder meet. Ed shivered from the intamate act, but didn't protest. Jon made a trail of kisses up Ed's neck to behind his ear.

"I know you love me"

"I didn't know you were that smart."

Edward tilted his head towards Jon. They made eye contact, and Jonathan could see all of Edward's love he tries to hide from others. Edward leaned forward, pressing his lips to Jon's. They both smiled against eachother's lips. They pulled back, still looking at eachother.

"I love ya, green smart-ass"

"I love you more, hay for brains."

[linrinkuarts]

Doodle mix.

[papuhater]

𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐂 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃 pt.i

𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘭𝘦

pt.ii pt.iii pt.iv pt.v pt.vi pt.vii

a/n: hahaha riddler being obbsessive over bruce wayne's lover is brain food and i like writing dark fics, this is rushed cause ye.

pairing: bruce wayne x gn!reader, edward nygma x gn!reader

warnings: BIG yandere riddler moment rn, obsession, stalking, inspired on the song; new magic wand by tyler, the creator, not healthy relationships, guiltrip on edward's part, healthy relationship on bruce's side.

summary: riddler wants bruce wayne out of y/n's frame so he can be in their's, he misses them from the orphanage.

he had always hated how bruce wayne got everything he wanted, he got money and a house, he had a fucking mansion, edward had nothing, bruce wayne had everything he had ever wanted

he even had you.

edward loved you, he wasn't sure bruce wayne did.

bruce wayne didn't went through what you and edward went together,

bruce wayne didn't share a blanket with you on the cold nights of the orphanage,

but due to the antics of destiny, you and bruce wayne met, in your flower store and fell in love, after some time of dating he asked you to marry him.

he hated bruce wayne.

edward couldn't know how you two were together, you two were from different worlds; bruce wayne was a dark, corrupt, rich person.

you were purity made human, your kind eyes would welcome anyone, your hands could hold any heart and treat it like gold.

he wanted him out of your life, he was ruining you and your purity.

his fingers tapped against the keys, making a quick clicking noise, he was making a plan to finish bruce wayne with his followers, he was going to give him the most gruesome death ever possible.

a knock on the door pulled him out of his mind knots, edawrd stood up and walked over to the door, and when he opened it he met an angel,

in the orphanage, they always told him that angels would only exist in the heavens from above, they would sing for the chapels across the world with the most marvelous voice.

when he heard you sing in the choir, he knew you were an angel. when you would stay and make sure that all of the babies would survive the harsh winter. and you still did! you visit the orphanage, that damned building that never deserved having you, on a daily basis.

you would do even more than any politician in gotham, and he loved you because of your caring nature.

"hey ed, how are you feeling today?"

oh

your voice

he could listen to it in an endless loop, his heart soars every time you speak or even breathe near him, it was a perfect balance, a harmonious melody played through vocal cords for this rotten world, if he could just lock you away from everyone, and keep you like his little songbird,

that thought sent shivers down his spine.

"nothing much, just stressful work." he compulsively scratched the back of his neck "how about you?"

"good news, i actually am moving to bruce's house!" ...no

"what?"

"yeah, i'll stop being you roommate after years." no.

he knew you thought about him as your best friend, but he hoped that deep down, you didn't see him as only a friend, he hoped that you wanted him instead of bruce wayne.

"oh.." he morphed his shock into a sorrow, he knew you couldn't stand watching him be sad.

"what's wrong ed?"

"nothing just...i don't really like him."

"who?"

"bruce wayne." he scoffed as if that name carried the bitterest of the taste. he heard you sigh loudly, and then turned to look at him

"edward, you know i lo-"

"i know, ok?! it's just that he doesn't deserve someone like you, y/n! he's fucking trash-" he snapped

"that's for me to choose, edward!" you snapped back at him "if i want to date fucking trash, you just have to let me."

“but I don’t want you to date fucking trash!”

“edward, i’m a grown person, you are not my guardian, so you can not choose who i date or I don’t" you started massaging your temple "ed you are acting like a child, please just let me pick my things."

"but y/n-"

"no buts, edward." he was lightly pushed to a side, while they passed, he froze staring at the wall. you had packed some days ago, you had known this for a long time but you didn't tell him. what will happen in the future? will you lie about anything?

bruce wayne could ruin a lot of things,

but your friendship wasn't one of them, it was sacred.

"but y/n, you can't leave me alone!" he whined from the frame of your door.

"edward you are a grown man, i won't leave you alone" you turned around to face him "i'll continue to work at the flower store near the diner, don't worry, i'll see you in your work breaks."

but he wanted to say you every night, he would wait for you to fall asleep, and he would just watch you breathe every night, you looked ethereal; it wouldn't matter if your hair was a bird's nest when you woke up

you would still be his angel, but now

he wasn't very sure.

he huffed loudly, your eyebrow raised at him when you heard, with a carrion in hand you passed at his side.

"y/n you can't be serious."

"i am, ed, you can take care of yourself, goodbye, i'll call you later."

"bye, y/n, take care."

and just like that, you walked out of the door, after giving him a small side hug. his mask of easygoing and teasing slowly fell as his face morphed into the real disgusted one, you were so innocent....

you were going to see the real world,

even if it meant killing the man you supposedly love.

┊┊┊┊☆┊*🌙*┊☆┊┊┊┊

"honey!"

"darling.." bruce opened his arms and engulfed you in a hug, slitghly raising you, he took a whiff of your scent, and you smelled like home.

"are you ready to go?" he let go of you, and slightly smiled

"yes, i got all of my clothes." you signaled the carrion, he grabbed it and handed it to alfred.

"then let's go, darling." he opened the car's door and got in with you

"i'm excited bruce, i can't wait to see you everyday when i wake up." you smiled over at him and he swore his heart swooned.

his hand rested over yours, giving it a light squeeze and silence was enough for both of you, it screamed everything he wanted to say, but he couldn't find the way.

actions spoke even more than a million words could.

┊┊┊┊☆┊*🌙*┊☆┊┊┊┊

edward knew that actions spoke more than millions of words, so he was doing an action that would speak of his love and his devotion to you.

he announced to his followers that his next target was no one else than....

bruce wayne.

a/n: i wrote this while listening to this: https://youtu.be/CNrPALxuhYY

miranda! best band.

[demisexualwriter1987]

Question:

I have a fic idea for gotham. 

Pairing: Kristen Kringle x Edward Nygma x Oswald Cobblepot

Idea:Reverse Handmaid’s tale society. Women are in power, Kristen is a rich and powerful woman who is married to oswald cobblepot. They need help conceving so edawrd nygma is assigned to be their ‘Stud’. The three of them fall in love.

Thoughts? comments?