#dubbing you my co-conspirator. sorry man no take-backs

[burningcheese-merchant]

Me after I tell my siblings I dislike Beast x Ancient

Both of us gearing up for April Fool's Day so we can pretend to be Beast x Ancient haters and use all the same crybaby loser excuses people have to attack the ships and harass those who happen to enjoy them

[riddle-me-ri]

How about a little drabble about being Dano riddler's favorite waitress?

A/N: This was so cute asdfghh this is my first time writing for Dano!Riddler and I hope I did him justice, I'm still nervous about writing him since so many people write him incredibly well. I hope you and others enjoy it! Thanks so much for requesting!

also I wanna dedicate this one-shot to @spicedchaiandromeda I’ve read so many of her Dano!Riddler fic for inspiration for this and I saw she was feeling overwhelmed with school, I hope this little drabble of Ed being a smitten nerd helps! Sending all the virtual hugs and support your way!

Word Count: 952 (I'm so sorry its not a small drabble I was having fun building up the context rip)

Trigger Warnings: I don't think there are any? Somewhat obsessive and stalking tendencies? That's about it?

Dano!Riddler x Waitress!Reader - Adore You

The doorbell chimes for the entrance of another customer. 

You look up and smile as you see the familiar bulky forest green jacket. “Welcome in, Eddie!” 

The quiet man looked up with a wide smile and a beaming face. “H-Hi – Y/N!”

“Take a seat and I’ll be right with you, Eddie!” 

Eddie, Eddie, Eddie.

He despised when others dubbed him that, usually in a mocking tone. Not you, he absolutely adored the way it rolled off your lips. So sweet and affectionately, like home. 

Edward adores your smile, he swears your smile widens and shines brighter at him than anyone else. He had missed you terribly last night when you weren’t at work. He was worried and scared something had happened, but it all disappears out the window when he sees you glowing at him.

Little does he know whenever you see him smile, it was an absolute treat for you.

You weren’t sure what to think when you notice your co-workers and fellow waitresses flip a coin for whoever has to “serve the weirdo.” You were surprised to find they were talking about the cute round faced man, with soft brown hair and adorable glasses. 

You surprised them when you said you'd take his order and the rest was history. 

He intrigued you with his intelligible scribbles in his ledgers he often brought with him. You enjoyed watching him solve the daily crosswords in the paper, he even helped you solve the daily Wordle when you finally got the courage to sit with him on your break one day.

Then there were the riddles, you never cared for the annoying brain teasers but when you saw the way they made his eyes twinkle and his cheeks rounder with his wide smile…riddles weren't so bad anymore. 

Now you looked forward to his visits every evening.

Meanwhile, Edward was hesitant at first about your intentions, but when he looked into your eyes and saw no malice or that you weren’t waiting for someone to rescue you, every time you had to interact with him. His heart quickened and he found himself genuinely smiling (and not at the expense of the elite violently suffering).

When you asked him for help with your game, he was scared shitless. Again, he couldn’t conspire any hidden motives from you. He didn’t foresee some cruel prank or you pitying him in any way. You took notice of him solving crosswords and made a proper educated guess he could help you out. His heart quickened again and somehow he managed to lead you to the right answer. 

You were so delighted and appreciative of him. Edward felt like he was drowning but simultaneously floating on Cloud 9. Regardless he made it a point to see you every evening after work. Much like this evening. 

You walked down the bar with a piping hot cup of coffee ready for him. “Hey, Eddie! How was your day?”

“I-It was fine, another long day at work. H-How are you?”

“I’m doing much better now that you’re here.” You smiled. 

His pale face immediately starts reddening into a soft pink hue, but he smiles back sheepishly.

“Hey, I’m so sorry for missing you yesterday, I had a bad round of food poisoning and didn’t want to chance it, you know?”

Edward was so elated to see you again, he forgot about the one time he missed you.

It was safe to say after three meetings, Edward was fixated on you immediately. He visited the diner every day until he recognized your schedule. It caught him off guard when you weren’t there..the one night you were definitely supposed to be there. 

His head raced with various scenarios – all of them the absolute worse ones. 

However it never occurred to the genius you didn’t feel well and called in sick. He didn’t bother to ask your co-workers. He had just as much disdain for them as they did for him. The diner’s only redeeming qualities was the location, pumpkin pie, and now you.

“Oh, I-I understand. I’m sorry you didn’t feel well..what did you eat?”

And what’s the name of the establishment?

“It’s that new wing place on 7th and Montgomery? It’s walking distance from my apartment complex so I figured I’d give it a try…but maybe not.” 

7th and Montgomery…The only apartments there is the Elliot Apartments…one thing at a time, Ed.

You went to grab him a slice of his favorite pie, until you realized the sorry droopy state it was in. You shook your head and tossed the slice out. You gave Ed a wink and held up your finger to give you a minute to put a fresh pie in the oven in the back. 

There goes his heart doing somersaults. 

When you came back to the bar, he asks, “h-how’re you feeling now? If you still feel queasy..”

Your heart swelled. He’s just too cute for his own good. “Aww, I’m feeling much better, Eddie. I wouldn’t come in if I didn’t feel up to it. Besides I felt bad enough missing you last night, I wouldn’t dream doing it to you two nights in a row!” 

Ed’s eyebrows raised as a soft smile grew on his lips.

She missed me too, just like I missed her!

Ed chuckles softly, “d-don’t feel bad! T-there was no way of knowing, besides you’re here tonight and you’re better…t-that’s all that matters.”

“You’re really sweet, Eddie. Thank you.” You pat your hand on his. 

“F-For what?”

“For being you.” You chirp. “Speaking of you, I’ve got a riddle for you!” 

Edward grins, he adored when you shared riddles, even if he knew the answers.

Edward adores you, his favorite waitress.