#Riddler x ofc

[adhdnursegoat]

Scene from season 1, episode 9 of The Edge of Us

Romy: "I had a nice time, Mr. Nashton~"

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[stabby-apologist]

I'm starting to write a yandere!Edward Nygma story. I have chapter one written. Give it a read? (For notes' sake, it's Gotham FOX, Cory Michael Smith's Edward Nygma).

The Kingdom by the Sea

Chapter One: I’m Doing This For You 

“You’re sweet and light, and good. But you like the darkness. You need it, crave it. And I'm going to give it to you.” ~@authorlilaherron 

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“You can’t keep me locked up like a caged animal, Edward,” she cried out as she followed the Chief of Staff toward the heavy slide door. Edward turned on his heel, held an arm out to stop her from moving past him; the familiar fond expression that he had worn just moments before had disappeared, and in its place, a cold determination.  

“You can’t do this to me...” Annabelle whispered. 

“This is for your own protection; I’m doing this for you, not to you.” Edward said. He turned full-bodily to face her, blocking the path to the exit. “The last time I had a chance at love, I didn’t calculate the possibility of external forces taking away the love of my life...But he did. Oswald did. And the first time,” he made a small mouth shrug,” Well, that was an accident, but I’m better for it.”  

“Edward...honey...” Annabelle said shakily, trying to retain composure.  

Perhaps she felt as if she should have known better. It wasn’t as if Edward Nygma’s release from Arkham had been page 6 news; he had made headlines after all, and seriously, you thought you wouldn’t be like Kristen Kringle, surely—? 

Upon hearing her soft term of endearment, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth; and Annabelle thought perhaps she was going to get through to him. The smartest man I’ve ever met, surely...Surely, he must see that this is insane... 

“Ed, listen to what I’m saying.” She pointed to her full, pink lips. “I know you’re trying to protect me, but you can do that without locking me inside your old home. This isn’t love.”  

“Love is sacrifice, Isab—Annabelle.”  

Edward’s Freudian slip came through again. Annabelle’s brow furrowed. She had opted to think that the death of his beloved Isabella was still fresh in his mind, but the fact that he was going to lock her up made her feel less compassionate about it than she had felt the previous night. And it had been such a great night... 

Until this morning.  

“This isn’t love,” said Annabelle.  

To that, Edward frowned. 

“What do you know about me? We’ve just met.” Annabelle said. 

And to that, Edward inclined his head knowingly to his bed behind her: 

“You came home with me.” 

“Have you never had a one night stand before?” Annabelle said, staring at him incredulously. ”You talk a big game, you charm the girl, you take her home, we have fun, and in the morning, I leave—” 

“Annabelle, my dear, we have a connection, and I don’t blame you for not seeing it just yet.” 

“We had drinks at the bar,” said Annabelle, still trying to get through to him. “You liked my singing. We talked about similar interests. We talked about art—my art. Remember, I have a life. I have an art gallery; I have co-workers.” As she spoke, she hoped he’d understand, but Edward smiled, much to Annabelle’s growing dismay. 

“If I don’t go into work, they’ll think something is wrong. People will talk. You were the last person anyone saw with me; they’ll come for you...” 

“They won’t.” Edward said to Annabelle’s wide-eyed expression. “I have it covered, don’t you see? I figured it all out while you were asleep.” 

“You can’t be here and there at all times, Ed.” 

“I have spies all over the city; if I hear a word about your disappearance coming to light, I will know.” 

She flinched slightly when he tucked one of her multi-colored locks behind her ear. The touch of his soft hand had melted her before; but she felt her stomach turn uncomfortably as he passed the back of his hand tenderly against her cheek.  

Of course, he covered his tracks... 

“You’re afraid of me now,” said Edward calmly. “You don’t see it, but I’m doing you a favor, sweetheart. I know this time, this time will be different. I promise. I promise you won’t end up like...” 

His voice trailed off. Annabelle tried to slow her breathing, to keep calm, to not entirely freak out. He’d never let her go if she displayed any sign of wanting to head for the GCPD; but even as he looked her, she knew he wouldn’t set her free. There was love in his deep, brown eyes; a love that she hadn’t seen in a man in a very long time; but this...This wasn’t the way... 

How could it be as romantic as Edward elaborated it to be? A favor?  

But she still had to try to get through to him, appeal to an alter ego, or his better angels, or whatever the hell the doctors did to help him rehabilitate— 

“Ed...”  

When her fingers caressed the side of his face, he smiled warmly, holding her hand in place against his sharp cheekbone.  

“Please.” Annabelle said longingly. Her green eyes were glossy with the onset of tears. “Please. Don’t.” 

“I know you don’t feel the same way about me.” Edward continued as if she had said nothing. He stroked her face with his thumb fondly. “But you will. And when you do, I will be here. You’re an innocent, beautiful woman, inside a corrupt city; but I can protect you. I can protect you here.” 

“It is your boss making it a corrupt city,” Annabelle returned hotly. “Oswald Cobblepot runs both the city and the underworld—You think I don’t know that?” 

He removed her hand from him, as if touching him any longer would break his mettle. 

“I’ll come back this afternoon to check on you. You’ll be safe here—” Edward slowly back-stepped toward the exit, stepping out of the room, watching her carefully. 

“Edward—” 

“—The windows are barred, and this door doesn’t open unless I permit it—Its security code is wired to the mains, controlled by me. Please, Annabelle...Don’t try to escape—” 

“—Edward—!” 

“I’ll come back, I promise—” 

“EDWARD!” 

Before she could reach him, Edward grabbed the door’s slide handle and slammed it shut.  

“Edward! You can’t keep me locked away!” Annabelle screamed through the door, slamming her fists onto it, violently banging against the exit of her new prison. “Edward!” 

[ryoalouette]

DP X DC Death Game Show AU

A tot just occurred to me like. You know those deadly game movies? Something like... Escape room? Or maybe those movies of which some ppl got kidnapped, get strapped with a poison bracelet, got to solve a riddle within time limit/vote to kill someone/etc or die via poison?

Yeah. Those.

Danny (from Gotham U) got kidnapped with several other citizens by Joker (or Riddler or someone else, you pick) and are forced to play A Game. Whoever loses dies via Joker Gas (or something like that).

Danny ofc, is still a hero at heart. He'd purposely do things wrong/play hero in the last minute so that the villain targets him first. And second. And third.

It's live streamed.

Villain is noticeably frustrated with why the venom is not sticking to Danny.

[punkeropercyjackson]

Robin!Duke Thomas headcanons/rewrite because i'm in my feelings about him.If you think Duke's not a 'core Batkid' DNI and take your segregation somewhere else

He's the 5th Robin instead of Damian and The Riddler plot still happened but Elaine and Doug got jokerized during it so Bruce adopted Duke way earlier and he was 11 at the time

He is also trans,autistic,femme and afropunk!!2nd and 4th are canon coding but it's explicit here.Egg cracked pre-meeting Bruce so trans Batdad gets trans Batson gender affirming care like puberty blockers and makes sure nobody misgenders him.His Robin suit is Tim's Btas suit for proper repurposing,though it's adjusted from tighties to shorts and the pants/leg parts are ripped and the gloves are fingerless for that alt look

Alfred loves feeding him sweets and Duke always gives him the most adorable star eyes and thanks him because he may be rude but he'll be damned if he's mean to his granddad(his favorite sweets are lemon flavored frosted animal crackers)

He was pretty traumatized by loosing his parents and resisted Bruce's parentage at first due to it but came to embrace it as ultimately he's still a little boy who needs a parent to love and care for him.Bruce's reveal of his own orphan status certainly opted him to give him more of a chance but like a true Batkid,he never stops rebelling despite his unstoppable love for him

He arrives post-Under The Red Hood(movie compliant)but during Batgirl 2000(less racist and gayer)timeline wise so he bonds with Cass,Stephanie and Tim and they invite him on hangouts with 'the big kids' and Young Justice takes in Duke as an honorary little brother similarly to how Traya is treated as their little sister.Stephanie shows Duke all kinds of cool funky/cutesy/edgy things she's into which rub off on him per black siblings bonding and Cass seeks to protect Duke in addition and in thanks to him for teaching her some stuff about 'normalcy',like introducing her to arts and crafts and candy bars.Duke's Batgirl is not Babs,although they do get along-It's Tam and we'll get to that in a bit

Duke employs his powers in his Robin work and it earns him the nickname 'The Robin Signal' in reference to how often he uses his light to guide citizens to safety after him and Bruce take out the danger

His first solo/Year One Run is 'Robin 2007',literally,to distinct from Tim's run that wouldn't end for two more years.They got a crossover mini ofc ofc and it was called 'Robins 2009'

Robin 2007 had 53 issues and featured the introduction of Duke's love interest,albiet her debut as her own character was a good while before it in Aquaman:Luna 'Aquagal' Vásquez!!Luna is the Starfire to Duke's Robin i.e a black non-human girl who's bubbly,soft and princess-y but also extremely hardcore,well-hardend and lowkey mean and his longtime best friend from his sidekick days he's a slowburn perfect MADE soulmateisms couple with!!Their ship name is Thomquez but they're purely platonic until their mid-teens when new feelings ignite and riple into existense.Luna had her own run,Aquagal 2007 <3 Robin/Aquagal:Pals in Disguise was a super cute jumbo issue too!!(Notes:Luna is afro-argentinian,half atlantean half human and has white parts in black hair in a pattern that make her look like she has a constant moonglow halo on her)

Also Duke ships Stephcass so hard😭He was ooo'ing and making cheeky comments as soon as he figured out what was going on when Tim pointed it out to him and NEVER stops until they actually get together,which dosen't happen until Duke-yes,11-12 year old Duke-is an adult.He gives Cass tips on how to rizz up Stephanie after talking to Stephanie to figure out what would work best(turns out Stephanie really likes goth x pastel dynamic images/videos,mocking cheesy flirty memes,whimsical love quotes and X-Ray Spex lyrics)

Duke owns a walkman Tim gifted him and talks into it as a 'Robinlog' and it pops up frequently throught his entire existense as a character as soon as he gets it.Duke is also a big fan of My Chemical Romance,hip hop and disco music,black indie shit,classical literature(canon),video games,writing poetry and 'cutesy' diy(bedazzling,scrapbooking,homemade stickers,etc)!!As he grows up he takes up solarpunk bit by bit and same with glamrock!

Duke got exactly one year as Batman's Robin.On his one year adoption anniversary,him and Bruce had a fight over a case that scared him so bad he thought he was gonna fire him like he'd done to Stephanie so he ran away in the dead of night,straightup out of Gotham City(he was also smart enough to pack an oversized backpack of essentials to carry with him).He was found as the sun set as he tried to sleep in a cat alley with a family of fat calico cats he'd been taking care of on his lap by a 20 year old Jason,his departure taking place during Volume 2 of Red Hood and The Outlaws,a 2010-2020 release 120 issues run that takes place over 3 in-universe years.They have a short conversation that leads to Jason finding out Duke is his brother and combined with knowing he has nowhere else to go at the moment and Summer's(my dcsona)yapping about him thanks to their friendship,takes him with him to The Fortress,The Outlaws' base.Duke joins the team and finally makes friends his age in the other Kid Outlaws(which includes other black kids of all genders!!)but Jason is the member he's closest to

Luna comes in a significant amount of Rhato issues and even enough to be an honorary Kid Outlaw but mostly sticks to Aquafam stuff to avoid reducing her down to Duke's love interest.Duke isn't forced to kill but is a brutalist in his tactics thanks to growing up beating up bullies,Bruce's training and the influences around him and it scares him sometimes so he vents and asks for reassurance and they all gladly give it to him,including Luna,who tells him:'You could never be a monster or evil,Duke.You'll always be my best friend in the ENTIREST MULTIVERSE.And even if you were a monster or evil?I'd save you.You saved me when i didn't know i needed somebody to be heroes with to go on.I'd go there-ANYWHERE! for you too'Least to say,Duke is pretty sure this is the point he started seeing Luna in a different light(a girlfriend light.From 'I need her' to 'I need her to be my babygirl')(in the aave way.don't be weird)

The Kid Outlaws are a bunch of punk ass kids with a thirst for anarchistic justice,the fall of the crime system and extra thick milkshakes.They got the punk drips(including piercings done by the adult Outlaws!!)and everything and call eachother siblings and Duke is their leader despite being the youngest as he's the most capable and suited for the job.The KO includes Thad so they're kinda a 'sparkly sunshine boy/bad but sad boy' buddies duo and their inhereted powers and legacies are a source of bonding along with just liking eachother as people.Duke calls him 'The Thadman' and Thad had no choice but to warm up to it and Thad gets Duke to try out energy drinks with him and they collect trinkets and graffiti public property together and them and Jason are Prime Earth's variant of that picture of three black trans guys who just got their top surgeries all smiling together with bandages on their upper bodies

Duke and Jason are so inseperable.They do soul bounding over soul/dominican food(their 'this and yap' /hj),help eachother with hair care(Duke has a twists out and Jason is a dreadhead),are inside jokes lockout between them and their girlfriends,share a bed more often than not,play Animal Crossing religiously together and even got matching icons in The Outlaws group chat(set to Aang and Zuko because they're literally them!!'If we knew eachother back then,do you think we could have been friends,too?' is how Duke feels about Robin!Jason to Red Hood!Jason,,,,,).Jason loves Duke so fucking much and can't stop himself from doting on him and hyping him up nonstop and encouraging him to stop holding back his rage and impulses and jumping people for him and stealing/diy'ing gifts for him a lot and Duke does the classic 'i make fun of you to show you i think you're the coolest ever and how important you are to me' little brother moves to Jason and is protective of him back as he feels he deserves it after all he's done for him and will eternally do for him,most of all making him feel secure in his Robinhood(ha!!)

All the overexposure to so much and such intense science-y proterties and magic jazz and trazz caused Duke's powers to mutate from just dark and light powers to straight up reality warping(to add onto them-he still has his og power palette,it's too iconic to leave out).He gets stuck in a pocket dimension for a hot sec but Summer and Jason pull him out with Thad's help as an expert on that situation.The universe was trying to create the New 52 but Duke's Robinhood was stopping it so in a 20 issue arc to symbolize the 20 core Outlaws aka the 'Outlawed Robin Arc',even the slimest posibility of the N52 ever happening is erased headfirst headon by our titulary gang!Including Honorary Outlaw for two and a half months at the time Tam aka Batgyal!She awoke from her RR2009 coma and it lead to escapades of adventures with both Tim and Stephanie and she was given her own mantle by Luke,who thought it was about time she joined him officially and was her secret keeper on her vigilante life and sneak offs to reunite with Duke as her initial only motivation

In issue 39,Jason snarks he was just 'The Replacement Robin' and Duke defensively cuts him off with 'You were always my favorite Robin when i was little!I never even got to see you in action but you're my favorite for good now!' and Jason is struck clueless,completely unable to come up with a response but touched beyond words on top of his shock.And in issue 110,Duke sadly says '.........I was never a real Robin.I've been with you guys way longer than i ever was with Bruce-' and Jason cuts him off with 'Yeah,no shit you were never Batman's Robin.You're The Outlaws' Robin-You're my Robin and you always have been and you always will be' and Duke gets extremely teary but does a toothy grin too as they're happy tears so Jason smothers him in a hug in comfort and Duke's face takes up most of the final page and a text box reads on the same one:'Duke Thomas is happy.Jason Todd is happy again,thanks to him.They're eachother's Robin,on purpose and by choice'

When Rhato concludes(and The Outlaws stay in touch forever),Duke comes back to Gotham to discover Damian's now Robin and literally laughs at the ridicilousness of the situation,quipping he's glad he already had a new mantle in mind and offers him a hat he thrifted when they meet,along with a smile and affection in his eyes.Damian snatches it from him,huffy and embarrased over the unexpected warm welcome by him but appreciate it and liking the hat only in secret(a yellow one with floppy cat ears strings and an edgy styled strawberry charm).Robins and Batgirls(2022-2023)was a helluva run starring Dick,Jason,Tim,Stephanie,Duke,Damian,Maps,Babs,Cass,Tam,Alysia and Nell and Jason's the only one who got thirst trap covers as it should be(Okay that's a lie,there were Stephcass thirst trap covers too LMAO.Faggot rights!!)

Duke has two core runs post-Robin:The Signal(2020-)and The Lights(2021-),the latter of which is his own team!!The members are Luna as Moonguide and his right-handwoman,Kiran Singh from the Wonderfam,Tanya Spears aka Power Girl ||,Jenni Ognats/XS,Mar'i Grayson/Nightstar,Jennifer Williams/Batika,Sin Harper as Arrowette ||| and the team baby,Darla Dudley as Shazam Girl and two upcoming ocs,a black male Star Sapphire who had his heart broken by a white girl💔and an X-Gene mutant from Earth 616 who ran away from their home dimension!!Duke's reputation as Robin proceeds him as it increases the shenanigans both in his civillian life and as The Signal and Thomquez are my fave classic black love tropes:'Thick baddie who stays keeping her mans fed' and 'Cocky ahh and playful but sweet and soft black dude who accidentally comes across as mocking x Nerdy feminine black girl who's not mean but pretends to be annoyed by his flirting with her because she's too embarrased to admit she actually likes him'.They do matching superhero names as adults to show they're married:Eris(Duke)and Selene(Luna)

Naturally,Duke is enrolled at Gotham Academy at now 15 and he mentors Maps when she comes along,including playing his game of Batwingman for her and Damian.Big hit with the GA girlies but unfortunately for them he only likes Luna and dudes who're mean to him(Woah,he's bisexual!I knew that!Also a Sonic The Hedgehog fan and his faves are Amy Rose,Shadow The Hedgehog and Sticks The Badger and he stans Penny Parker and draws gijinka fanart.Before i forget he also had his own youtube channel pre-Rhato and all his subscribers thought he died and he became a Creepypasta-)

And Batburger is his childhood happy place dating back to pre-Jokerization.He still visits Doug and Elaine and met Gnonom in Rhato only to pull a Percy Jackson and be spiteful and tell him off for his abandonment with zero forgiveness but realistically was still sad and hurt over his neglect so he let himself cry when he got back to The Fortress so Jason and Summer took him to Batburger to cheer him up and that led to his first visit to his parents in a long ass time.It and Batburger trips are part of his lifestyle obligatorily bi-monthly now

Oh the Gotham Police still hate him btw.He does all the work they gaslight people into thinking they do and none of the racism and assaults😔

[lonleywriters-blog]

oh yes! I'm so happy your requests are open!,can I please request a gotham riddler x fem affectionate reader who likes to sit in his lap and pepper kisses all over his dream (ngl it's,my dream) and bakes for him whenever he doesn't eat his meals,they dated before he was the riddler as well and was very still pretty affectionate but shy back then

Ofc I love Ed so much

Riddler with affectionate fem!s/o

He is so happy

He is insecure so when you hug and kiss him he will melt

He loves having you on his lap 24/7

He is clingy so he's happy you can be just as affectionate

He adores your food and always gets excited when you cook for him

He is so happy that you followed him along his journey in being the riddler

He will come up behind you and wrap his arms around you when you cook/bake

He blushes so hard when you pepper him in kisses

So happy if you let him ask you riddles

Don't stay in him lap for long or you might be in for a long ride

[danosrosegarden]

this popped up in my head while watching riddler edits🤭🤭

but i was wondering if you could write something about the reader sending edward nude photos of herself (for his eyes only ofc) while hes at work? like he would be so flustered and hiding his phone under the desk LIKE IM JUST GIGGLING THINKING ABOUT THIS!!

Secret Delivery - Edward Nashton x Fem!Reader Headcannons (NSFW)

Contains: sending nudes, feminine reader...and a flustered Eddie. <3

Note: sorry this took a bit! I've been a little sick, but writing about blushy Edward always makes me feel better.

♡ Your sweet, angelic Eddie. He seems to morph into a grayer and dryer version of himself with each passing day of stressful work. After coming home each night, he says very little to you before collapsing into bed. You try not to feel the strings of your heart being sawed at while his snores drone. You can't help but feel a bit...neglected.

♡ It had been...how long since he'd touched you? He was so much more than a body, of course, but you missed feeling his fingers hook themselves under your bra straps. You longed to hear his high whimpers and watch his thick thighs tremble beneath you. Goodness, you needed it.

♡ So...you decide to treat your Eddie to a little surprise.

♡ You feel like a crushing, daydream-laced girl as you spend extra time in your empty apartment applying your makeup and special lingerie. Edward had yet to see you in this little number...it was a lacy, soft pink set with bows and frills. He was going to love it, you were sure.

♡ After all, he worked so hard to make sure you were comfortable. Doesn't he deserve a reward?

♡ Your heart is hot and hammering as you scroll through the pictures you took and choose the best ones. The ones where your soft skin looked juicy and tasty enough to bite into. You wanted him to bite. You wanted him to draw blood, to leave beautiful, violet splotches of bruises. God, you wanted him down your throat. You wanted him panting, sweating, writhing. You rubbed your cloud-soft thighs together as you pulled his contact up in your messages.

♡ Should you leave a honeyed message for him to read? No...how about just the pictures? You can worry about whispering all sorts of candy-sweet things to him when he gets home. You grinned as you selected the pictures from your camera roll and hovered over the send button. Leave just enough for him to thirst for more. Make him suffer through the rest of the work day, secretly hard and leaking at the thought of you. Plague his mind like a brain-nibbling disease.

♡ Bags of weariness tug under Edward's eyes, whispering an ashy purple tint onto his peachy skin. Maybe he could get away with a wink of rest, he thinks as his head dips...

♡ Ding! His phone screen lights up. Edward squints and lowers the brightness before opening his phone.

♡ A message? Who wants to talk to him now, while he's fist fighting sleep at work?

♡ His hearts glitters like river water under shimmering sunshine. It's you! And you sent him...oh. Oh my.

♡ Edward's hands fly under his desk as he gapes at the photos. His heart pounds and his palms grow clammy as he swipes through the collection.

♡ He worships your body like you were a Greek goddess. His blood sparkles with flowing love and adoration for each part of it. But I believe he's got an especially soft spot for your breasts. Running his fingers along your sensitive nipples, sucking and moaning softly on them, just simply laying his head on the squishy skin...oh, how beautiful they look wrapped in blushing lace.

♡ His cheeks are burning hot, the skin screaming lobster red. Oh, he's going to ruin you tonight.

♡ Edward's far from a master of communication, but you should know he's missed you, too. He despises how work drives him away from your bubble of glistering love. He closes his phone and stares blankly at his computer screen. His brain is sticky mush for the rest of the work day.

♡ I wish you the best of luck trying to pry his clawing hands away from your body when he gets home. You're in for a long night. ;-)

[finniestoncrane]

Hiii how are you... yes I'm fine thank you. yes can I please place an order for delivery - yes can I please have a question mark nuggies (gotham style ofc) with a milkshake and a side of sweet potato fries and breadsticks... yes thank you so much 😊❤

gotham!riddler x gn!reader, word count: 300 content (warnings): fluff orders open here! 🔞minors dni🔞 • masterlist • kofi link • tag: finnie1500 (to follow or to block) a/n: thank you anon! i think this is my peak lmao but i'm so happy and grateful 💚

The harsh buzz of the alarm rang out through the visiting hall, cutting off all conversation abruptly. It was over already, the one hour of the month that you ever looked forward to anymore. The only time you got to spend time with Ed.

"It seems shorter every time."

You said it with a sigh, a sadness in your eyes that gave way to the sting of imminent tears.

"But so does the wait in between, at least for me. It's tolerable, now, knowing that I'm definitely going to see you."

It had been touch and go for a while, the possibility of Edward being permitted to attend visiting hours entirely dependent on his good behaviour, which there wasn't much of when he was first put into Arkham. But he'd settled, and was working his way towards an early release, despite the growing sense in himself that there was something not quite right. it was impossible to live without you though, that he was sure of. And one hour every month was nowhere near enough.

You stood up from the table, unable to return Edward's warm, gentle smile. Surprising you though, he wrapped his arms around you, holding you tight, clinging to you.

Whispering, you reminded him of the rules, afraid that he might be jeopardising your next month's visit.

"Edward, you can't hug me. No touching, remember!"

"Don't worry, I've bribed one of the guard sfor the privilege of getting to hold you. Though I was warned, nothing more than a hug."

As the last word left his lips, he pressed them to your neck, surreptitiously kissing it, hiding the gesture of affection in the hug.

[glitchyrealities]

Rorschach Voyeurism

Carrey!Riddler x OFC

part 1/8

"when you were here before, couldn't look you in the eye"

see a03 for tags and full story

Prologue

Everyone knew Edward Nygma was obsessed with Bruce Wayne, if the pictures splattered all over his walls were any evidence. He didn’t advertise his fascination with the younger Katherine Wayne, but it was obvious to anyone who paid attention. Her dark eyes and ruby lips were permanent residents in his fantasies. He’d met her once, well, seen her. She was sitting cross-legged on the receptionist's desk after a Wayne Industries New Year’s Eve party with a bottle of champagne in her hand. That night he dreamed a world where he caught her eye and they’d shared the bottle. After New Years, she disappeared. No one heard from her, but she had been captured in plenty of photos. She never stopped in one place for long, walking runways across Europe and Asia. He’d read every article and clipped her pictures from each magazine, methodologically pinning them up in his apartment. 

“...beautiful.” Edward mutters to himself, standing in the grocery store checkout line and clutching a special edition with her face on the cover. 

“Mister, you gonna buy that?” An unimpressed college girl stands behind the register, her hair in a ponytail and a couple cigarettes in her front shirt pocket. Edward now notices that the line is clear, and must’ve been for a while while he was lost in thought. He flushes, and steps forward without a word, laying the magazine down on the conveyor belt with a pack of pens and a bag of ground coffee. He shoves his hands in his pockets as she scans the items, fumbling for his wallet. 

It’s cold and rainy when he reaches the door, the raindrops covering his glasses and immediately impeding his vision. He groans and sets the grocery bag down, wiping his glasses, just for them to be covered again as soon as he looks back towards the street. He starts to take them back off, before a warm body walks right into him. 

“Oh!” A feminine gasp comes from the body, “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s fine.” Edward says without looking up, still fiddling with the glasses. 

“No, really. Here, take my umbrella. You look like you need it more than I do.”

“Oh...thank you!” He says, surprised and finally moving to meet her eyes as she practically shoves the umbrella into his hands. 

“It’s no problem, sorry again.” The brunette rushes off into the crowd just as Edward recognizes her. He pushes through the crowd, desperately searching for one more look at her, but it’s no use, she’s gone. When he looks back down, he notices the umbrella in his hands. Specifically, the “K.W.” professionally embroidered on the corner in gold threading. He runs his thumb over it, his heart thumping in his chest. He tucks the umbrella under his coat and takes off down the street, bag in hand. 

*

Katherine is soaked when she walks through the door, slipping off her heeled boots and raincoat and piling them beside the entryway. 

“Hello?” She calls into the vast expanse of Wayne Manor, stockinged  feet padding across the hardwood. “Hm.” 

“Miss Katherine!”

She smiles, “Hi, Alfred.”

“Master Bruce will be home very late, but I can make up some coffee if you’d like to wait up?”

“No, no. I think I’ll just take a warm bath and go to bed.” She says, running her hand over the railing as she takes the first few steps up the staircase.

“Of course. Oh, and welcome home.” Alfred says with a gentle smile.

“Thanks, Alfred.” She mutters, heading up the stairs to take her shower.

Her room is just the way it was when she left. She was 23, fresh out of business school and getting signed for an international contract. It’s only been two years, but it seems like so much longer. The world has changed, she’s changed. She falls onto the bed with a gentle moan, wriggling into the goosedown and twisting around to grasp for something on her nightstand. Her fingers close around an oak frame and she brings the picture down from it’s place to rest it on the towel she has wrapped around her. Martha and Thomas Wayne, each with an arm around one of their young children. Bruce was seven in this picture, Katherine was two. She puts the picture back into its place and turns over in the bed with a sigh, staring out the open window. 

*

He pins the magazine cover to the wall, chewing on the inside of his lip, before turning back to his desk where the umbrella sits. He can’t fully believe it. She...touched him. He sits on the rickety twin bed. If he focuses on the memory, shutting his eyes and going back to that afternoon, he can almost feel her warmth against him and the brush of her hand against his. He’s frustrated with himself for not noticing who she was sooner, recognizing her voice, or at least looking up at her as soon as she bumped into him. But he didn’t, the opportunity was squandered, and yet she still gifted him with something of hers. It’s just an umbrella, but the sight of K.W. makes his heart skip a beat. He wants to see those initials everywhere. They fill his head. K.W. K.W. K.W. K.N. He opens his eyes with a start, blushing at the thought of K.N. engraved on her jewelry. The thought that there could be a universe where she belonged to him, on his arm and in his bed at night. He lets himself believe the fantasy long enough to drift into a peaceful sleep.

[stillsimpinforfanfiction]

When you're trying to write but keep getting too horny about the character you're writing about and lose focus

[chicsimp]

Riddler feels like the kinda person to say "I'm living in ur walls" as a term to flirt

[adhdnursegoat]

Edward Nashton x Romy Winslow (oc)

Check out the The Edge of Us ch. 11 on Tuesday 1.28.25 @ 11am cst!

[murdickdocked]

Ok so-

Reader moves in next door, asks Edd to fix her crappy coffee machine (he ofc does bc he’s a gentleman😌), Ed gets a kiss on the cheek as thanks, and bing bang boom he’s in love.

And this keeps happening till readers like “ bro I don’t even drink coffee I just think ur cute 😩”

Got a lil busy, finally had some time to answer some requests!!! Not proud of this all that much though. But hey!! it's pretty long!!

A little fun fact, I kept thinking about Payday 2 while watching The Batman, seeing this made me listen to Flames of Love in repeat <3 it’s just so cute!! Also, pre-riddler btw

The Riddler/Edward Nashton x Reader

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: None, over-protective Eddie? Insecure Eddie, little ball of fur :((

Moving in was both the most tedious and exciting part of having a new life. So many things to organize, so many things to put in place. You couldn’t afford to have people move things for you, so you had to go up and down from your apartment to the van you borrowed (mostly by elevator, sometimes by the stairs, depending on how patient you are).

It didn’t take too long for you to meet one of your neighbours. You could tell would the shy type. Tall, lanky, got that whole nerdy aesthetic on him, probably would be the type to talk to you about something fantasy-esque, in other words, cute and smart.

Just meant you had to have your hands on him.

It started with you carrying a box with your parent’s old coffee machine, the one they always had problems with and immediately gave you after receiving a new one. He was already in the elevator before you shouted for him to hold it open. You could see him jump in surprise before pressing the button that held the doors just before they closed. You sighed in relief and went beside him.

You could hear him shuffle around in the tiny space, you practically feel him wanting to get closer and get out. Your eyes flicker towards his and you could see him immediately look down as if he wasn’t staring at you in the first place. ‘You’d be the type I’d ruin,’ something devilish in you grinned.

But no, you were nice. The elevator dings and you see it is your floor. You gave him a smile and a wink, telling him thanks before heading towards your door. You hear him walking from behind you as you stop. You turn to look at him and see him staring at the door in front of yours, not even trying to get his keys. You could just feel him waiting for your next move.

You smirk, bending down to audibly put the box on the floor, making sure to arch your back subtly. You look at him over your shoulder and see him openly staring, he gulped, his eyes staring at your ass before you stood up. You pretended as if you didn’t know he was staring and fished for the keys in your pocket and unlocked your door.

Hearing the jingle of his keys, you bent down sharply to get your box. What almost made you giggle was his sharp intake. ‘Still watching me, are you?’

‘You’ll be so much fun.’

It took two days before you made you saw him again, the old coffee maker didn’t work, as expected. You didn’t have the money to pay for someone to fix this, and you honestly didn’t know if you wanted to since it seemed like a waste of money.

Well, that got you thinking.

You bounded over to the door in front of yours, knocking three times sharply. Even after a while, no one answered. Your eyebrows furrowed as you started thinking that you were making a mistake, or if you were bothering him. ‘I’m pretty sure he’s awake and active at this time.’

You knocked three times again, this time, calling out a sweet “hello?”.

Rapid footsteps came from the other side of the door before it opened in a hurry. The door stops abruptly as a chain attached to it gets yanked, he forgot to unlock it.

“Shit, s-sorry.” He mumbled, before closing the door again and hearing the sound of him unlocking his door before opening them just enough for you to see him.

Your neighbour looked disheveled and sweaty. You raised your eyebrows and cleared your throat, watching as his eyes stare at your hands as you clasp them in front of you.

“Hi! I remembered you were the one who helped me out before and was hoping if you knew anything about fixing malfunctioning coffee makers?” You made sure to bat your eyelashes at him sweetly.

“I-I guess I could, you could bring it over if you’d lik—”

“I was hoping that you’d come over?” His eyes went to yours for a brief moment before he looked down at the floor, nodding bashfully with a face painted tomato-red, he looked just like a sweet, shy little puppy.

You grinned at him before brushing your hand against his arm. You can feel him tense and have goosebumps where you touched him, making you giggle. To him, it was melodic and hypnotizing. You’ll be the death of him for sure.

“What are you waiting for? Come on!”

You turned around and walked into your apartment, the door opened wide for him to enter. You heard his soft, timid steps following you like a, well, like a lost puppy. You come to stop in front of the old coffee maker, stepping aside to show it to him.

“Well, here it is, I hope it wouldn’t be much trouble, but if it is, I could either pay you or I could just throw it awa—”

“There’s a problem with the cord.”

Your eyebrows raise in surprise, ‘that was quick.’

“You think you could tell me what I need to fix i—?”

“I have a spare cord that I could use, it wouldn’t take long for me to connect it…” He barely looked at you as he turned the coffee machine around in his hands as if it was so fascinating to him, you eyed him adoringly, so fucking cute.

You were barely listening as he was telling you facts about the model, the year it was made, the manufacturer, but you liked his voice and how eager he was to share this information with you.

“You’re such a nerd, you know that?” You mused, you didn’t intend for him to hear it, but his spine straightens and his face turns to you. A bright blush on his cute, round face again.

“I-I-I’m not, I just happen to know these.” His eyes gazed at the floor, one of his hands clenched around the machine, “I wouldn’t say I’m a nerd…”

“Hey, there’s nothing wrong with that,” you stepped closer to him, covering his clenched hand with yours, “I think it’s… cute.”

He inhaled shakily, nodding.

“I’ll work on it, y-you can do something else in the meantime.”

You gave him a bright smile, making him gulp. You realized something that made you roll your eyes and facepalm.

“Fuck, I forgot to ask for your name, I probably should’ve asked that first before asking for your help,” you groaned.

He stared at you as if in a trance, head tilted curiously. His lips move slowly. Softly, he said, “Edward.”

You repeat his name back to him, tasting it. Smiling, you introduced yourself.

His hand gripped the machine as he nods at the sound of your voice like everything you said was a song.

“Thanks, Ed.” You leaned in close and gave him a peck on the cheek.

His whole body stiffened, and for a second, his grip lax and almost made the machine that he still held fall and possibly fully break. Edward straightened his back and coughed into a fist, putting the machine on the counter. His whole face was blushing red down to his neck.

“I-It’s no problem…”

You smiled. So cute.

A day later, you were incredibly bored. You haven’t got a job yet since you just moved in, waiting for responses to your applications. You get up from the couch you were lounging on and went to the kitchen, wondering what you could do to sate your boredom.

Your gaze trailed towards your door, smirking as you had a bright idea.

Knock, Knock, Knock.

“Eddie, I think my coffee machine’s broken agaaaain.” You called out to him from his door.

You heard the shuffle of his feet inside; the door opened and he peeked out at you.

He mumbled your name with a stammer, “What’s wrong with it this time?”

Shrugging your shoulders, you leaned against his doorframe, looking up at him with big eyes.

“I wouldn’t know, that’s why ‘m asking you to fix it.” You pouted at him, “I’ll make you some coffee or cook you dinner if you do.”

He opened his door fully, stepping out and looking down at you with that nervous, albeit, eager look of his. “You don’t need to…”

You sighed, “I dunno, I’m quite lonely. It’s more for me than it is for you, really. It’s no biggie.”

“I’ll see what I can do then.”

He came inside your apartment, more confident than he did the first time. You watch as he tinkered with the machine, muttering things under his breath as he worked, sometimes giggling to himself. Some of what he said seemed like questions, so you focused on his words.

“What kind of room has no doors nor windows?”

You grinned, you heard of that one before.

“A mushroom?”

He turned to look at you over his shoulder, a tiny blush decorating his cheeks. He nodded.

“Yeah, that’s correct, I didn’t think you would hear me”

“Hit me with another one, will you?”

He smiled, and not in a shy way. His smile was bright, happy, cheeky. You decided you loved that look on him.

For the next few hours, the two of you exchanged riddles. Sometimes you would hand him over some tools or materials to help. The both of you didn’t notice the time as the clock ticks from afternoon to evening until his phone buzzes in his pocket.

“Oh wow, it’s late.” He said after checking his phone.

“I guess it is, huh…” You trailed off; you already feel the loneliness creeping into your heart.

“I can-I can come back, if you’d like me to?” He looks at your eyes, they were brighter than they were before.

“I’d love that, Eddie.”

If only you could feel his heart, for it screamed for you.

The next day, he came back as promised.

“When is a door no longer a door?” You told him, standing behind him as you watched him look through your coffee machine again.

“When it’s ajar.” He turns to you with a smirk, “Beginning of the end, end of before. What am I?”

“Sounds like it came from a dark fantasy show,” you chuckled. “Rebirth?”

He clicked his tongue.

“Good answer, but no, it’s the letter—” He stopped, putting his face nearer the machine. “Huh, that’s weird.”

“What’s weird?” You asked, coming closer. You saw him looking at the back of the device, its wire entirely gone.

"Your wires are cut", Ed scratched the back of his head, looking at the coffee machine with a suspicious stare.

You shrug lazily. "Must be the rats then," you come closer to him, angling your face to look at what he saw. "Would you be able to fix it?"

“Well, yeah.” His eyes narrowed; his stare never left the wires. “I don’t want to concern you, but it seems like too clean of a cut, this didn’t come from rats.”

You fought the urge to smirk.

“Yeah?” You perked up, “what do you think that means?”

He stayed silent, making you frown. You went to his side and see him glaring at the thing, his jaw clenched and his eyes a brewing storm.

“Eddie?” You whispered to him, “are you okay?”

“You’re not safe.” He hissed; his eyes snapped to yours, you could see something dangerous in him. You gulped, unsure what to say. “This was working yesterday, I made sure of it! Someone did this to you!” He shouted; voice practically hysterical.

Fuck, this backfired.

You chuckled nervously, making him narrow his eyes at you.

“Eddie, honey, baby…” You cooed, cupping his face in your hands. “Darling, I think you got this all wrong.”

His eyes softened and he sighed in relief.

“What happened?”

“I, uh—” You rubbed the back of your neck, thinking that you were perhaps stupid all along. “I did that, so you’d come over…”

He was silent for a while, and you looked at him in concern. His arms at his sides and hands clenched. His breath shuddered as he spoke to you in a cold voice.

“Am I a joke to you?”

Your eyebrows raised in surprise; you didn’t mean anything by it!

“No! Eddie, of course not! I just wanted your company!” You grabbed both of his hands, weaving your fingers between them. He only stared at your hands, not responding to your touch.

“To play with me?” His voice was less angry, now more insecure, maybe even afraid.

“Sweetie…” You rubbed his wrists with your thumbs. “I like you, darl. That’s what I meant by it.”

He sighed, turning his head to look at your eyes. In your eyes, he searched for lies, for mockery. He found none.

“Hey, let’s get on the couch, okay?”

The two of you sat on the couch, you made sure to not let go of his hand as you do. Eventually, his breaths became slower, you shuffled closer to him, pressing yourself against his side and leaning your head on his shoulder.

“You like me?”

That earned him a laugh, it didn’t mock him. It made his heart flutter just hearing it.

“Yeah, I’m sure about that, you’re just so cute, you know?”

The hand that wasn’t holding on to his cupped his cheek, turning his head towards yours, you kissed the corner of his lips. You instantly felt his cheeks warming and his breath hitch. He leaned towards you as you pulled away, chasing your lips. You giggled at his love-struck expression. You gave in and leaned in, giving him a chaste kiss on the lips.

He groaned, deepening the kiss. His hand broke away from yours to wrap around your hips, pulling you closer to him. You could almost feel the heat of his body through his clothes.

“You need—” he mumbled against your lips, before pulling away. “A new coffee machine.”

You grinned at him, stroking his cheek as you kissed his jaw and nuzzled against his nose.

“I actually don’t like coffee.”

[imagine--if]

Dating Edward Nashton/Riddler Would Include:

Pairing: Dano!Riddler x reader (The Batman 2022)

Warnings: The Batman Spoilers? Mentions of killing and villainous action hehe

A/N: My requests are open for more Riddler imagines/hcs 😄 the guidelines link is here. Be sure to send in requests and follow me and stuff 🙃 I legit nearly finished writing a fluff alphabet for Eddie yesterday and it just DELETED from my drafts 😡😭 so that was painful. Still wrote this anyways tho 🖤

• Lol where do I even start with this guy

• You'd meet him either in Arkham or somewhere like the diner he goes to

• You're the kind of person that's not afraid to get your hands dirty and isn't a stranger to the crime and killing in Gotham

• Eddie's quite a quiet guy, something no one would think anything of until he actually talks and that streak of insanity and chaos is laced in his words and in his eyes

• Needless to say, he was spellbound when he saw you

• Like??? You're so pretty and intelligent and observant and his dream partner hefkabfdfsv

• He may do some light stalking, since he's too shy to initiate anything, so it may be you who makes the first proper move

• After a few conversations and stuff, you'll be seeing a lot of him

• Probably hearing a lot of random riddles which he's ecstatic about when you get them right

• Still, he doesn't want to put you in danger with his Riddler world, but doesn't want to start a relationship where it's hidden until you ultimately find out and are hurt and stuff

• If you meet in Arkham, you'll know anyway, and he'll admire your determination and skills and power that got you there in the first place

• If not, he'd be somewhat nervous to admit it for fear of it driving you away, but it does nothing of the sort

• Once it's out in the open and he realises you accept it and like it and are willing to either be his partner in crime or in the background of things, he's so relieved and you two are inseparable. He's not giving you up anytime soon

• What he feels when he's with you is something he never really felt in all those awful years at the orphanage and being invisible to the world

• You're an ethereal being to him, and he doesn't know what the hecc he did to deserve you

• He's a fairly clingy man, affectionately and by wanting to make sure you're protected, so he'll come running if you need anything

• Expect to be in a crap ton of his streams and videos on social media, showing you off in your own villain persona disguise (if you have/want one)

• If you don't want to be then that's fine ofc

• I feel like loads of riddles about love and angels and beauty are gonna be thrown at his victims, and instead of accepting the actual answer it'll be your name 🖤

• You're the only one who can calm him down when he's screaming and getting hysterics over something, just by your presence or hugs and stuff

• Man's whipped 😂💕

• Ed getting introduced to hugs and cuddles and kisses is new for him, since he was never shown that attention and love, but after a little while of getting used to it he can't get enough

• Seriously

• He's a very affectionate guy and loves everything about you, because he be a simp

• God help anyone who tries to hurt or capture you

• He'll go absolutely mad and won't stop until you're safe and they're dealt with brutally

• You're crying? So's he

• I can just imagine there being some bleeding victim taped up in front of him, with only three chances (riddles) to live, and you're standing in front of him with his arms wrapped around you, his chin resting on your shoulder or head while he absentmindedly draws lazy patterns onto the skin of your arms or playing with your hair gently

• Complete power couple

• Aka, one of the GCPD and Batman's biggest problems

• I think I'm done 😎

• Eddie's such a soft, beautiful guy that's totally in love and MuSt Be PrOtEcTeD aT aLl CoStS

• Mkay now I'm done 💕

[quandaryqueen]

(I am so sorry if I'm being,,, too much with my asks)

Harley Quinn, BTAS, Young justice, and ... Uhh the I think one zero riddler's

Spouse!reader and Ed just being this adorable married couple-

Ed somehow always has his tie loose because he knows his spouse would fix it for him 😒

Nobody knows that this man is married, when they do they just be like "HOW THE FUCK-"

Cause, how did THIS MAN got a sweet s/o like THIS *waves frantically at a smiling reader giving their husband food*

Idk why but I can see him saying "*sighs* I miss my spouse, Jon."

I'd LOVE to be this man's spouse, cause, he DESERVES love alr? Oh, you want me to cook? OFC BABES <33 want me to pamper you with love n affection? BITCH OFCCC

Oh he's being insecure? Walk into my arms and I'll comfort him n give him all the affections he needs

I'm so down bad for him 😭😭

Also, reader knows he's the riddler and is often giving him ideas for his plan n shi

Alr so those were some hc's I thought of but this is the real reaction scenerio

Some hero is about to punch/hit the riddler and civilian! spouse! Reader was just around the area and saw it so they thought of the mist logical thing to do,

Punch the living daylights out of the hero, sending them FLYING-

Turns out, reader is very strong n can hold superman in a chokehold, they're also experienced with fighting <33

The reason why riddler haven't discovered this secret is because reader has perfect control with their strength

More reasons why I love you

Edward Nygma X Reader

AHHHHH the overall mundanity and domestic stuff you put there is making me melt, because gosh, I do strive to be that kind of spouse someday.

💚 Young Justice

Yeah, you can sense the heart eyes radiating off him whenever he's staring at you. Whenever he's staring off into an abyss, it's you he's thinking about or other shower thoughts. 70% of the time, it is you. Stop being so fucking cute UGH—

So imagine his absolute fucking shock, when you caught a punch from one of the heroes with an open palm, and absolutely POUNDED THEIR ASSES TO SAVE YOUR HUSBAND FRIM BEING BATTERED.

Oh be still his beating heart.

💚 Batman the animated series

Yeah, highkey this man loosen his tie or intentionally ties it wrong just so you can fix it. Then he'd take advantage of the lack of distance between you and steal a kiss like, "Sorry, I just can't help it my dear!" 💝😘🤤

Initially, he was scared for you when you suddenly used yourself as a shield to protect him, might've screamed because he'd rather get himself hurt than you (because of him) but then you started to fight back... Gosh he might be shed a tear because LORD, HE HAS TRULY FOUND THE ONE!

💚 Harley Quinn

He has subjected his fellow rogues to his sporadic lines of "I miss my spouse." after he sighs. At first some of them smiled because fuck that's wholesome, but then it increasingly got recent and they just got annoyed. WE GET IT, SOMEBODY LOVES YOU.

Okay anyways, he believes he can handle himself and there would be no need for protection, but if you do, well then my love, it's best if you train hard and-- wait, you're already strong. And you've been keeping this from him? Well how was he supposed to know--!

💚 Year Zero

Everyone is asking why this absolute cunt of a man gets a spouse as loving as you. Why? Just, why? Why him? Are you being coerced? No? Okay, but like, blink twice if you need help--

Okay, so this man. I've yet to read Year Zero, but I can't deny the fact that I'm getting masochistic vibes from this dude. So if he sees you beating up heroes who's he's currently combating, he gets this idea. Idea that had him staring at your frame still fighting against a hero with a smug grin.

Well, he's going to test out some... Things tonight.

[sourgrenadine]

Hi, wondering if I can get any Dano!Riddler x Masc!Reader? Little desperate for some content as a fanboy of his 💅🏽 Like maybe Nashton comes to terms with his sexuality and/or attraction towards men(I'm a femboy so you can work with that), fluff, or anything really. I'm just desperate for content lol

ofc! here’s some general hc braindumps to start, might expand later. also in general, ill only write smut if its specifically requested in case its not wanted lol

edward nashton x masc reader hc

i think he was able to explore a lot of himself while growing up in the orphanage so hes come to terms with his sexuality for a while now

feels more comfortable around masc people in general. easier to talk to because he can relate to you a little more

honestly????? mans probably had more relationships with men than women but hes also lowkey buried in the closet so most people dont really know that

im kind of basing him off of anthony perkins. its lowkey a known secret that ed’s into guys but its still on the down low for his circle

hes a former choirboy so its kinda ingrained in him to keep it quiet

anyways will absolutely IMPLODE if you wear his clothes and has 100% tried on yours when youre not home, even if your styles are completely different

if its like flannels and what not, hes stealing them from you

if its like thigh high socks and crop tops, hes also stealing them from you but hes not wearing them in public

unless you ask him to

we all saw how head over heels he was for the batman right

so that but towards you: he gets all giggly and bubbly once he gets comfortable with you, will do ANYTHING for you

TOUCH STARVED please hug this little man

with specifically femboys i think hes at a little bit of a loss of what to do because hes only ever seen them online

finds you so cute tho—

“holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit”

has a staring problem so buckle up, doesnt trail down to any lewd places, he just keeps staring at your face

kinda confused on how to approach you, as smart as he is hes also a dumb bitch lmao

youre going to have to approach him if you want to start anything (especially if youre relatively new acquaintances)

kinda confused with the line of bros and boyfriends

“haha yeah dude, gimme a kiss!” “such good friends :)” meanwhile you: “ed we’ve been dating for a year”

has social media accounts separate from his riddler one because he doesnt want to get you involved in that sort of stuff

lots of pictures of you and him (but mostly you)

he definitely has a shrine to you somewhere in his apartment

[finniestoncrane]

Gonna scoop this idea here and you van get to it whenever youre ready/feeling it! >w<

But i wonder.. how would edward feel if his s/o asked to be degraded but soon felt sad and hurt from what he said? Kinda like theyre attempting jt but s/o figured out quickly it isnt for her

(Arkham riddler ofc because he disses out the worst for degrading)

Too Much

Arkham!Riddler x Female!Reader, word count: 1k now i feel bad for him because i bet he was super into it lmao 💚🔧 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: degradation, humiliation, angst, hurt, some fluff

Degradation was second nature to him, whether he realised it or not. Edward Nigma was good at dishing out insults. His wit was quick, his tongue was sharp, and he had a never ending supply of cruel retorts, backed up by his mental thesaurus, to offer to anyone at any time and for any reason. You knew this about him, and you didn’t mind it. Mostly because you found the way he was consistently condescending and ready to bestow a hurtful word sooner than a compliment almost attractive in a way. As though just the act of him paying attention to you was akin to him bringing you bouquets of flowers and writing you sweet love notes. Every time Eddie called you an idiot, your cheeks flushed and you could feel your heart fluttering.

Considering how it made you feel, you thought it might be worth it to ask if he could utilise his skills in that area in conjunction with the ‘co-workers with benefits’ agreement you had entered, unspoken, into. And he was more than happy to oblige.

“It’ll hopefully keep that boundary between us, before you start thinking that you mean anything more to me than you do.”

He had said it with the menacing smile, a toothy grin that was so Eddie, and you hadn’t been able to stop yourself from kissing him, leaping towards him and throwing your hands around his neck, knocking him back into the wall as he raised his eyebrows in pleasant surprise, almost shy as you took control before he fought back for it. He gripped your forearms, holding you back from him as he looked you up and down, a cruel smile slowly spreading over his face.

“You’re practically drooling, so desperate for a taste of the great Edward Nigma, hm?”

You nodded, your cheeks feeling that familiar heat of embarrassment and arousal.

“I don’t blame you, of course. If I were as pathetic as you I’d be clinging to any semblance of greatness just so I could see what it felt like.”

As you stared into his eyes, you could feel your heartbeat rising, your pupils widening.

“Don’t look at me, avert your gaze.”

Edward gripped your face, his fingers and thumb on either cheek, pushing you to the side, leaning in to whisper in your ear.

“You are an insignificant speck on this earth. Entirely worthless, useless even. Especially to me. You don’t deserve to look at me. You don’t deserve anything I give you, but here I am anyway, out of the goodness of my heart, willing to waste my time on you.”

It was definitely insulting, definitely cruel. But it was a bit different. It was far more personal than he usually was. Calling you an idiot was an old standard, he called everyone an idiot. And insulting your work ethics and abilities, you were so used to that it barely registered anymore. But questioning your worth to him, especially when he knew how much you valued him and the time he gave to you, it felt targeted in a way that left a bit more of a sting that you had anticipated when you asked for this.

“Uh, Eddie-”

“Don’t speak, I didn’t say you could. And besides, for all that your input into any conversation has any merit, it would be a better use of your lingering brain cells to keep quiet.”

Even as he kissed at your neck, the same tongue that spat the words at you lapping softly at your hot, reddening skin, you could feel the hurt making a home in your chest, the worry that he meant the severity of these opinions dropping into your stomach and forcing it to cramp around the nasty, tangled ball of stress it formed as.

As Eddie’s mouth made its way to your cheeks from your neck on its path of kisses, he pulled back with a start, the taste of salt on his lips being tested by his tongue before he stopped and held your face in his hands. As he realised you had been unable to hold the little tears that had formed, he dropped his hands to his side and stepped back.

“You’re crying.”

His voice was quiet, a slight tremble in the words. You tried to wipe at the tears, covering up how much they had hurt you, trying to assuage any worries you imagined he might feel, despite him not usually caring to acknowledge the consequences of his words and actions.

“You asked me to. You said… This isn’t my fault, is it?”

You neither nodded, nor did you shake your head. Just looking at him, mouth open, unsure of what to say until the strangled words managed to make it out.

“It’s… not what I thought it would be.”

Eddie began pacing in a short pattern in front of you, stopping to look at you, wringing his hands in worry.

“You told me to do that! You knew I was good at it, you said it yourself! Why didn’t you stop me?”

“Because you said I couldn’t-”

“…said you couldn’t talk… yes.”

He stopped in front of you, and you could almost see the apology forming in his mind, being batted away by his childish insistence that he was never wrong and had nothing to apologise for. And you could see him picking at his fingernails, something he did when stressed, and regulating his breaths, though they were shallow and shuddering.

“Are you ok, Eddie?”

He scoffed, throwing his hands to the side and then rubbing them down his face, settling his palms in front of his eyes for a few seconds before completing the action and stepping to you.

“Am I ok? Why would you ask that, idiot? I mean… not…”

He took your hand, holding it while he averted his gaze again, tapping his foot on the ground as he tried to speak the words he already had, but couldn’t bring himself to say.

“I’m not going to-”

“I know… you don’t have to. I know.”

He squeezed your hand in his, dropping it and leaning in to hold you, his arms sliding around your waist and settling, on your lower back.

“If it helps, I was actually lost for words, if you’ll believe that for a second. Of course, that was before I solved the problem incredibly quick, the obvious solution being to reverse the truth of how I feel in order to have it be negative.”

You smiled into his shoulder, lesson learned.