#ed nashton headcanon

[delenygma]

Your Eddie’s regular convenience store trip haul?

[godspeedviper]

Pride at Arkham Asylum - Headcanons

𖤐 SFW || TW: None

𖤐 A/N: Happy pride to all! Please keep in mind these are just headcanons made from my opinions for FUN! Do not get mad if these do not align with your own takes on the characters. Additionally, some of the chosen gifs are my own fancasts for live action of the characters we haven't gotten yet. Once again, this is not meant to upset anyone. These are simply my opinions done entirely for LIGHTHEARTED FANDOM FUN.

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Dr. Jonathan Crane (Scarecrow)

While he was staff he absolutely hated pride month on simple account of the excessive decorations & frivolous activities. Dr. Quinzel was his absolute nemesis as she was always the most enthusiastic member of Arkham's staff.

After he gets put into Arkham as Scarecrow he started to relish in the decorations & celebrations just to annoy his handlers. He makes a game out of everything & has started a tradition of repurposing Halloween decorations for pride month.

When Harley joins him as an inmate she encourages him to bring out his artsy side, & together the two begin making Pride Pumpkins. Even the staff have caught on & they hold a competition to see who can make the best Pride Pumpkin both in the break room & for the inmates (No carving allowed, painting only, for obvious reasons).

If asked about his pronouns & orientation he will usually say it's none of your business, but sometimes he will reply with "they/he/it" for The Scarecrow. No one really knows for sure, but 'aromantic? asexual? agender???' is written in his file on the margins, as it seems he has no interest in such activities (though rumors suggest otherwise). The staff regularly place lunchtime bets as to his sexuality (or lack thereof).

Dr. Harleen Quinzel (Harley Quinn)

When first arriving at Arkham as a member of staff, she insists upon decorations in the breakroom, & starts encouraging related activities for the patients such as a pride ball/dance, arts + crafts, & group therapy based around queer issues.

Once she returns as an inmate, she insists upon painting her own little bi pride flag every year & decorating her cell with whatever items she's allowed. Sometimes she will switch it up with a pan flag, & other times she keeps both up.

Her favorite activity is the pride ball that she herself started when she was still employed there. She usually chooses the music & theme along with Ivy & Selena (or both if all 3 of them are in at the same time).

The staff can never really keep up with who she's attending the dance with & they regularly place bets on that too. Sometimes it's Joker, sometimes its Poison Ivy, & one time she even dragged Bruce Wayne into it when he was around for a visit. No one could figure out for the life of them why the man agreed in the first place.

Dr. Pamela Lilian Isley (Poison Ivy)

Much like Scarecrow, Ivy at first wasn't very fond of the festivities on account of her introverted nature. Also like Scarecrow, she only began partaking in the celebration because of Harley.

She is oddly competitive in the annual Pride Pumpkin contest & has a concerning rivalry going with Scarecrow. If one of them wins best pumpkin for pride, then the other has to win best Halloween pumpkin out of pure spite.

Although she was denied the request to start a WLW knitting club (for obvious reasons) she is the only inmate granted permission to pin a large lesbian flag in her cell on the condition of good behavior. Outside of Arkham though, she does start that knitting club with the Birds of Prey + Gotham City Sirens.

"God is a Lesbian Woman: On The Divine Feminine, Mother Nature, & Climate Change" is a paper she managed to publish as a zine while at Arkham. From that point on, she receives a lot of fanmail from other climate activist queer women. The staff have no idea how she got that zine out there, but at least half of them are secretly subscribed to it. She makes great points.

Edward Nashton/Nygma (The Riddler)

His sexuality seems to be the most complicated riddle of them all, as he regularly seems to have a fluctuating crisis over his sexual orientation. He really takes to the group therapy sessions & is always the most talkative (and weepy).

When well behaved, he is given permission to enter the hospital kitchen to assist in baking cupcakes for the end of the month pride ball/dance. He loves decorating them with icing, but he will also hide a little plastic rainbow toy despite being told numerous times not to as it is a choking hazard. Whoever gets it has to help him decorate the cupcakes next year.

His favorite activity is being allowed to watch Drag Race in the rec room. While he was denied permission to conduct a drag competition in the asylum, he is given permission to host a vogueing "class" in the yard all month long (they watch VHS tapes on how to vogue and try to keep up, that's the class).

Despite only being allowed to use wax crayons, he likes to draw new riddler themed outfits for himself whenever he has the chance. Mostly after he finishes an episode of Drag Race. He's actually quite skilled at drawing. The staff often wonder if he makes his own costumes or if he gives the drawings to a tailor, but no one really wants to ask.

Selina Kyle (Catwoman)

Like Ivy & Crane, Selena is quite the reclusive introvert when first brought in. However, she will open up to her fellow rogues when they are also in attendance, but she retains her ever-present 'too cool' attitude.

Her favorite thing to do during pride month is her makeup. She will spend hours in solitude toying with eyeshadow to debut intricate pride themed looks despite the limitations (no brushes with long handles, no palettes just individual rounded eyeshadow pans, etc).

When not doing her own makeup, she's usually doing someone else's. She & Joker will oftentimes have these odd "spa days" where they do each other's nails &/or makeup, along with whatever skincare they are allowed to have (hardly any complex products due to various inmates being expert chemists. Cucumber peels only).

Despite Harley & Ivy making a lot of contributions to the playlist for the end of the month pride ball, Selena is always resident DJ. No one will admit it, because they're not as cool as her, but she has the best music taste of anyone. Even the staff will try to shazam whatever songs she plays at the ball to add to their own playlist.

Dr. Jervis Tetch (Mad Hatter)

When asked about pronouns Jervis will have two different responses depending on how well medicated he is at the time. If coherent, he will respond with "he/him/his". If in Wonderland, he will go on a rant about how fascinating xenopronouns are yet never directly answer the question. Sometimes he will blurt out "her pronouns are she/her!!!" in regards to Alice.

His favorite activity is joining Riddler in drawing potential costume ideas, although most times he draws anything at all while Ed works on a costume, bouncing ideas off out loud without waiting for Jervis' response. It's more of a parallel play kind of activity.

Much like his dear friend Jonathan Crane, no one can seem to really figure out a label for him. He doesn't seem to express any interest in courtship or intimacy, but salacious rumors exist. Is sex just a means to an end for him or is he simply being private about his romantic/sexual life? The only person that seems to know is Crane, & he enjoys keeping the mystery alive.

Thanks to him, tea is served alongside Riddler's cupcakes at the end of the month pride ball. He takes great pride in carefully selecting blends for the craft services table, mixing in both hot & iced tea to serve all tastes.

The Joker

Just like Crane & Jervis, Joker's gender + sexuality are a mystery, but in quite the opposite manner. He's unabashedly flamboyant & will flirt with anyone if bored enough. No one can ever tell if he means it or not.

Despite his vile reputation, he's quick to adapt to preferred pronouns & new names. He was the first to properly address Ed by his preferred name of Ed Nygma instead of Nashton, & lightheartedly joked that it was a transition & refers to Nashton as a deadname. Even villains have standards it seems.

If asked about his pronouns, Joker will reply "hehe/haha" to the point that people quickly stopped asking just to be spared the dad joke. However, staff have heard his fellow rogues use any & all pronouns under the sun to refer to the clown. It seems they all make a game out of keeping the staff guessing, & no matter what pronouns they use, Joker always responds without missing a beat.

One year in particular he was sent to solitary for weeks after somehow managing to smuggle in various dresses & makeup to indulge Riddler in his desire to host a drag contest. By the time staff noticed, the entire rec room had been transformed into a scene straight out of Paris is Burning. No one knows how he pulled that off, not even Harley.

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[edweird-nashton]

>> IF HOROSCOPES HELD ANY TRUTH, I'D BARELY BE A CANCER. >> TWO DAYS LATER AND I'D BE A LION. >> INSTEAD: CURSED, UNCLEAN, TO MOVE ABOUT ON THE GROUND.

>> I WAS JUST A CHILD. THEY PROBABLY MISCOUNTED. FORGOT. GUESSED AT MY EXPENSE. >> A BIRTH DAY. >> A DEATH DAY. I KNOW WHAT IT REALLY WAS.

[starlightsearches]

ooooooooh can we eget a track 8 with edward nashton? maybve it's his first time but he doesnt want to tell the reader that?? love your writing 🖤

Moving Too Fast

Track 8: Start Me Up by The Rolling Stones - Give me a character and a NSFW prompt (or give me free rein) and I'll write a short blurb or headcanons about it.

Edward Nashton x F! Reader

AN: Thanks for the suggestion, friend! Here's a little love letter from me to pre-mature ejaculation uwu. Comments, likes, and reblogs are always appreciated mwah mwah

Warnings: 18+ only, some language, lots of self-loathing from Eddie, sexism, mentions of creepy behavior, making out, and pre-mature ejaculation. Let me know if I missed anything!

Eddie could have sworn it was three dates.

Isn't that what everybody said? Third date go great? Try these six tips to make him yours for sure.

Or maybe he just got that idea from some stupid magazine back when he was in college. The ones he'd shove inside his jacket before the guy ringing up all the ramen packets and dandruff shampoo would notice.

Magazines he'd read whenever his roommate was gone—when he'd stroke his cock nice and slow at the lurid words, still getting used to the idea of pleasure, guilt always sitting at the top of his stomach like an oil slick—reading about all the ways a woman could touch you. Too scared at the sight of tits to look at any real porn.

High school was where he learned what it meant if a girl let you touch her on the first date. Eddie had spent every hellish minute in those fucking locker rooms with his head ducked low, trying to avoid attention, curling in on himself to hide the body he was so ashamed of and didn't understand.

He still heard what the other boys said. Learned all the words—slut, whore, skank—practiced saying them under his breath whenever he was alone so they'd come out naturally if the occasion ever arose. (It never did.)

But this isn't a third date. It's not even a date. And Eddie's not sure what that's supposed to say about you.

He doesn't think you're a slut. There haven't been any other men here on the nights Eddie watched your doorway (before you'd ever said a word to him) from the nearby alley, standing guard, looking for glimpses of you through the windows.

No other men, and he's glad, because there's no way for him to know what he'd have done.

But you do seem eager for him—or for this, at least—with the little noises you're making against his lips, kissing him in the darkness of your bedroom, pulling him against you and all your warm skin.

A word like eager doesn't even belong in the same room as Eddie. Not directed at him, although it emanates from his body like a disease, keeping everybody at a distance.

Everybody but you.

His clumsy hands grip at the extra fabric of your baggy t-shirt where it hangs at your sides, his hold so tight it could rip at any moment.

"You can take it off," you whisper, the words slurring out in the quick pause before you're kissing him again. Eddie's lungs are getting smaller as he lifts the fabric, knuckles bumping against your waist, catching at the edge of your bra. He's lucky his grip doesn't falter, or he'd have to start over.

But maybe Eddie wouldn't mind spending the rest of his life like this—the Sisyphean task of taking of your clothes a riddle he'd love to spend all his time working out—baring your skin but going no farther.

Never needing to show the vulnerable parts of himself.

He has to pull back so you can get your shirt off the rest of the way, balling up the warm fabric in his hands. Eddie thinks about holding it to his nose and breathing deep, letting your scent wash over and through him.

But that will have to wait for another time. When you're not here. When the lock-picking kit he ordered finally shows up on his doorstep.

He rubs the fabric between his fingers instead, gripping hard enough his knuckles turn white. You drop down to the mattress, tits bouncing, and Eddie's vision blackens at the edges.

"Come on, Eds. What're you waiting for?"

To wake up. He can't think of a better answer, so he doesn't say anything, shins hitting the bed, looming over you with his too-warm body and heavy breaths. And none of that makes you push him away, pulling him closer, your body pressing and rubbing against his.

Tits pillowing against his chest as you cup your hands around his neck, tongue dipping deeper into his mouth when you raise your chin. One of your legs hooks around the back of his ankle, stroking at the leg of his jeans.

And worst of all, your palms—warm, and a little damp—slipping the bottom of his shirt out from under the waistband of his pants. Eddie feels the press of your hands against his skin like a brand, and he hopes your touch will stain him somehow because he'll never feel you like this again. Not after what comes next.

Eddie's already too close. You've hardly done anything and he's close, so hard it's painful, his tender dick pressed up against your thigh, warm from your body even through the layers he wears. He feels his heavy balls drawing tight against his skin, so desperate to spill somewhere besides his own hand.

Eddie literally begs his body to hold on, to wait, pleading silently with god, with whoever could be listening, with his own shame to stop the inevitable next step.

It's no use, as he knew it would be. Eddie cums with a moan that mortifies him down in his bones.

Your hands stop their movements, lingering questioningly at the space above his hips.

"Eddie?"

He feels your breath hit his face, lips no longer against his when you press your head further into the pillows, looking up at him as his cum seeps into the fabric of his jeans, hot and heavier than he's used to, probably soaking through and smearing over all your lovely skin.

"Eddie, did you—"

He shoots back with a cry before you can get the question out, unsure where to look, pressing his hands over the wet spot on his crotch, all his visible skin bright red and flushed.

"I'm—oh, god—I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm—"

He's crying, actually, steps away from full-blown, whiny sobs. The one chance he had to be close to someone, to be with someone, and he's ruined it.

The same way he ruins everything.

"I- this doesn't—this doesn't, uh, usually happen."

It's a lie, even without the implication that this has happened with other women. Eddie never lasts long when he's thinking about you, no matter what he tries.

It's a weak attempt, but he has to save face, has to kill the sickness inside of him.

Has to hope against hope that you won't laugh in his face.

Eddie thinks he's imagining it when he feels your hand at his wrist, insistent in its grip until your eyes meet his, not mocking, like he was certain they would be, but curious, and fervent.

"Really?"

There's this lilting appetite in your voice that Eddie could never imagine, that tells him just how dull all his daydreams had been.

"Eddie," you whisper, lips painted wet by your tongue, and you're on your knees, closing the distance he left open, "that's—"

Whatever it is, Eddie doesn't find out. You don't finish your sentence before you're kissing him again.

[danosrosegarden]

my love, mine all mine - edward nashton x gn!reader headcanons (slight NSFW) ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

{contains: descriptions of a protective and obsessive edward. very minor illusions to smut but nothing in any detail.}

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☽ Extracting Edward Nashton’s love from the tired, weary woosh of his heart is no difficult task. He might’ve thought, before you at least, that his body did not hold the proper room for love. Love was far too bright and shimmering of a word, blinding him like the beaming reflection of the sun on scintillating waves. It was far too strong of a feeling, exploding and sizzling in his blood like face-scrunchingly sour candy. Love was neither something he could handle, nor something he believed he needed. He’d survived through his own strength. How demeaning to suggest that he needed a kiss on the cheek or to hold someone’s hand in order to be complete.

☽ But now he has you, and he’s not sure what to do. You’re so easy to fall head over heels for, and it’s an overwhelming high he’s found himself riding. You didn’t force your way through the walls he had built up around himself; you gently grabbed hold of his hand and took each brick down with care and tenderness. You didn’t coo at his sob story or cast pity upon him, looking down at him patronizingly as if he was a starved, abused puppy; you listened carefully to his woes and…well, you were just there for him. You didn’t rush to try to fix what was shattered or leave when it all got too moldy and dark…you simply sat with him through it. So no, extracting Edward’s love from his heart was no difficult task for you. But here’s the kicker…it’s even easier to draw out his lust.

☽ It’s the littlest things that any other person might easily overlook. It’s the way your eyebrow cocks as you ponder the crossword puzzle you two solved together each week. It’s the way you tap the eroded pink eraser of the pencil against your lips as your brain wanders. He wishes he could crawl inside of the deepest wrinkles of your brain. He wishes he could crack you open, flow through your body like your thick, warm blood, protect you like your bones. He wants you and you wholly. He wants you in ways the outside world will never get to see. They don’t deserve it. They don’t deserve you.

☽ It’s sort of a blessing and a curse for Ed, having you in his life. He gets his answered prayer, his angel. But now he constantly worries. His stomach lurches and churns with every bad scenario his mind can conjure whenever you leave. His palms dampen with warm sweat when he thinks about what the world might do to you.

☽ He refuses. He refuses to let the world contaminate you with its filth.

☽ And you wonder. You wonder what’s going through his mind when his hands are gripping your sides like you’ll disintegrate if he lets go. You wonder what could possibly be racing through his body when he growls those words into your ear over and over like a scratched record: mine. Mine. Mine.

☽ When everything else that’s ever resembled goodness and purity and hope has been ripped from his arms, there is no other option. He has no other choice but to protect, to watch over, to keep safe. To ravage and devour and lovingly consume. You’re his, his, only his.

[marvelmaniac2000]

💚💚Eddie Nashton Fluff 💚

Summary: Eddie doesn’t like seeing his gf all dirty and worn out. Here’s some pure fluff of what he would do. 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Subject: Fluff, Daddy kink, pet names, infantilism, obsession, headcanons, imagines, codependent, 

        Words: 505

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

  You were a few minutes away from passing out from work. Your feet almost formed knots in each of your toes. But it would all be worth it once you come home to the person who truly mattered the most. Warmth swept across your cheeks thinking about him. He was your everything through thick and thin. If there was anything you wanted and needed, He never seemed to disappoint. 

  Edward opened the apartment door before you could even turn the knob. 

“Finally it’s about time” he breathed out his mouth. The place you guys shared was so cozy and warm that no one would want to leave. Every piece of furniture matched with the color scheme to contrast the hardwood floor. The room smelled like lavender and smoked foods all around.

You clung your arms around his neck and kissed him passionately on his lips. Eddie hummed into the kiss while his hands ravished your sides. 

‘Did you have a good day at work?” He gave your waist a light squeeze before brushing a few strands of hair out of your face. 

 “I always do babe” you rested your chin on his chest wanting all of his attention. 

“Why don’t we take a bath together before you eat?” He pecked your forehead and led you to the bedroom.  

   You plop your bag down and slowly begin to strip while Eddie bun goes to run the bath water. 

You giggle a little realizing how tall he was. “I don’t think our tub can handle both of us Ed” you watch over him with just your bra and panties on while he feels the water. “Trust me baby I’ll make us fit” he gave you a once over with his eyes and turned the knob. 

Of course Eds going to have plenty of bubbles fill to the top and make sure the water is nice warm enough for you to stand 

He gently runs his fingers across your body and hooks his finger under your straps. Then he’ll unclip your bra while giving you the most sloppiest kiss ever

You fondle your fingers to eagerly get him naked too while he almost strip you bare

Endless moans escape your mouth while he leaves mini hickies near the crook of your neck and collar bone. 

He slowly helps you into the tub first before joining in with you. 

You lay your back up against him while he rubs your sweet clit in circular motions

He tells you about his day while he plays with your nipples and lather you up with more soap

You both just relax into each other and talk about random stuff 

Eventually you both wash up and step out of the water while he gives you a towel first before drying himself off. You notice how sexy he looks with his hair damp around his ears.

likes/comments/requests/asks are always welcomed!

much love <3

[littleoddwriter]

hello again! :D

Can you do a edward nashton x m! Reader who seems like a normal person, but is really dangerous, ik it boring but pretty please :)

Edward Nashton/The Riddler x Male!Reader | Headcanons

Hello there! It's not boring at all!!! And I hope you like what I've done with it. I'm sorry for taking so long. <3

notes; Male!Reader; Mentions of Violence, Murder and Stalking; Unhealthy Relationship.

Edward and you met at a coffee shop you both liked to frequent, getting into a conversation rather quickly. It was hard for you to meet new people and actually talk to them; but he somehow made you feel comfortable, so that soon you felt like you were about to talk his ears off.

You always felt like somebody was watching you, but after meeting Ed, that feeling only became stronger. Only when you were with Edward, did you calm down a bit.

One time, your urge to hurt someone who had pissed you off was all-consuming. Usually, you didn't have any sort of trouble to act on that; but the eyes that you could feel on your back left you hesitant. What if somebody was on to you?

Of course, you weren't exactly proud of your violent habits, but it was freeing to let your anger out on those who caused it, and to make them pay for it.

You had almost let that poor soul go, because of how scared you were that you'd get caught. But then your eyes met a familiar pair behind an even more familiar pair of glasses. Edward.

Instead of suddenly disappearing, Eddie approached you. The person you had followed into the alley to hurt, if not kill, them soon forgotten.

There was an intensity to his gaze that you hadn't seen before. But you liked it. It was a well-known look to you, as you often saw it in your own reflection.

Off-handedly, he mentioned that the person had gotten away. You simply shrugged. Your anger was long gone. The itch was still there, yes, but manageable.

Edward surprised you, then, by saying that he knew where to find a man you had hurt a couple of months ago. Shortly after you had met Eddie. He asked if you wanted to go and finish the job with him.

It was then, that you felt safe enough to let your mask drop. Acting "normal" around people was exhausting, making you even more prone to losing it over the smallest inconvenience. You loved having the chance of sharing your true self with the man who had wormed his way into your heart and brain so easily.

On your way to the man's home, Edward confessed to stalking you, explaining why you had felt increasingly paranoid. You couldn't be mad at him, nor were you afraid of him. If anything, it strengthened your desire for him.

With blood splatters on your face, you kissed Eddie for the first time. Both of you were panting, not from exertion, but excitement. You were grinning from ear to ear.

[creepling]

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WHAT I WRITE

age gaps (all 18+), breeding, breath play, cuckholding, corruption, dubcon, dacryphilia, drug use, degradation, femdom, fear play, knife play, kidnapping, mask kink, masturbation, monsterfucking, noncon, overstimulation, pegging, power dynamics, praising, s*x pollen, stepcest, spitting, somnophilia, voyeurism.

WHAT I DO NOT WRITE

age play, bestiality, eating disorders, foot fetish, furry, gender dysphoria, race play, smut involving anything with high schools/minor's spaces, suicide, self-harm, scat, vomit, vore (no hate to these categories btw, it's just not my thing).

(reminder these are only for smut and dead dove fanfics, all fluff/angst categories i am fine with)

FANDOMS & CHARACTERS

THE BATMAN - batman/bruce wayne, edward nashton/the riddler, selina kyle/catwoman.

BALDUR'S GATE III - astarion, gale, shadowheart, karlach, haslin, wyll.

DANONATION (PAUL DANO CHARACTERS) - dwayne hoover, eli sunday, edward nashton, jay (okja), pierre bezukhov, calvin weir-fields, klitz.

HORROR SLASHERS - michael myers, jason vorhees, bubba sawyer, ghostface, tommy slater, candyman, brahms heelshire, bo sinclair, vincent sinclair, lester sinclair.

THE LAST OF US - joel miller, ellie willians, abby anderson.

MIDNIGHT MASS - paul hill, sheriff hassan, riley flynn, erin greene.

RESIDENT EVIL - leon s. kennedy, claire redfield, ada wong, jill valentine, carlos oliveira, ashley graham, luis serra navarro, alcina dimitrescu, karl heisenberg.

SUPERNATURAL - sam winchester, dean winchester, azazel, bobby singer, ava wilson

THE TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE GAME - johnny slaughter, sissy slaughter, hands slaughter, danny gaines, leland mckinney, sonny williams, julie crawford, connie taylor, ana flores.

THE BEAR - richie jerimovich, sydney adamu, neil fak, marcus

X-MEN - wolverine, cyborg, beast, rogue, gambit, magneto, nightcrawler, morph, pyro, storm.

(all subject to change!!)

[delenygma]

❓Dano!Riddler Headcanons: Part 16 | 💚 It's nice to take a break. (Requested by Anon) 💚❓

I might have gotten a little carried away with this one, but he really needed this.

Riddler-obsessed/potential copycat killer material Reader is a flavour I greatly enjoy 🖤

TW: stalking, kidnapping, drugging (briefly described), implied disordered eating habits.

🟢 Edward is fine, of course. Nothing matters anymore, other than his plan. So meticulously crafted, so perfect, the sole reason why he was brought into this wretched world.

🟢 Perhaps you are overexaggerating. Perhaps he does sometimes turn off that small, spluttering lamp at night. Perhaps he doesn't buy groceries because he somehow has the money to eat while he's out every day. Perhaps his eyes weren't dull and bloodshot during his last stream. You keep quiet, keep all this to yourself. The others don't seem to notice. They are too preoccupied with detonators.

🟢 One evening, you catch a glimpse of him through the peephole in your door, staggering down the hallway, his hand pressed against the wall for support. Leaning against it, you can see his shoulders trembling. That's when you decide to take matters into your own hands. Even though deep down, you do think that your plan is absolute dogshit.

🟢 A few days later, he returns home from the office. His senses are so dulled at this point that he fails to notice he is being watched.

🟢 -WRETCHEDWRETCHEDINADEQUATE-

🟢 You watch as Edward snatches the instant noodle pot and fills it with hot water, wincing before bringing it to his lips and taking a sip. It's scalding, tasteless, but it doesn't matter, because it all tastes like poison, anyway. He doesn't have the time to panic when the slightly metallic taste hits the back of his throat. Within a few seconds, he is out, cold.

🟢 Edward awakens so softly, stirring as he pulls the blanket snugly around himself. You crouch down in front of the sofa and reach out to stroke his cheek - you cannot stop yourself. But before you quite manage to do so, Edward's eyelids flutter open and he grabs your wrist - he is crushing it-

🟢 "W-who are you?" His voice is hoarse, slow. You reassure him that he is okay, that he is safe, and that you won't hurt him, that he can trust you. "A-and why should I trust you?" You roll up your sleeve to reveal a small stick-and-poke tattoo, a question mark you did while watching one of his streams one night. "Because I'm dedicated." Edward's eyes widen.

🟢 You've seen his face without the mask, and now you know who he is, but it's okay. He can deal with that later. His soul is so tired. So weary. The drugs still course through his system.

🟢 He blinks slowly, taking in his surroundings. The layout of the room mirrors his own, but feels... Softer. It feels like a home. There are books on the coffee table - Dostoyevsky, Pessoa. The television hums lightly in the background, a four-hour deep dive about Deep Blue. Candlelight flickers, casting soft shadows on the walls.

🟢 Edward sinks back onto the sofa and closes his eyes. In that moment, he looks so small and vulnerable, so worn out, so pathetic. "And... W-why are you doing this, exactly?"

🟢 Your words tumble out in a jumbled mess - you want to help because you can't bear to see this, you're terrified. He is your only hope, and sometimes it feels like he's all you have left to hold onto. Edward remains silent, his face almost expressionless, yet he hangs on every word you say. He is lapping it up. His initial apprehension begins to dissipate, replaced by something else. He can't quite identify it, but it feels so good - so overwhelmingly good.

🟢 -YOUAREDISGUSTINGYOUWILLREGRETTHIS-

🟢 You see the effect your words have on him. They are hypnotising him. You continue, singing his praises, explaining just how much you think he needs a break. Plus, you made a casserole, would he like some?

🟢 He freezes at the mention of food, which you notice but don’t address. Undeterred, you keep talking - you're actually quite a good cook, and you'll be having some, too. He eventually gives in, taking small, tentative bites while you tell him how much you admire him, and it feels so good.

🟢 -YOUWILLPURGETHESEFEELINGSRIGHTOUTOFYOURSYSTEM-

🟢 At some point, you both realise you are pretending - pretending that everything is fine, that everything is great, normal, just for this evening. Come dawn, you’ll both return to your lives, teetering once again on the edge of destruction. In a week’s time, you will find yourself handcuffed to a table ("I swear, those drops weren’t mine, officer!"), and Mayor Mitchell will be dead.

🟢 But… it's nice to take a break sometimes, isn’t it?

[godspeedviper]

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Header and Dividers by Saradika

Fics & Series

100mg of Sunshine - How Sunshine the bird came into Malcolm's life. (SFW || Character Study || Mental Illness)

The Arkham County Jane Doe - Hannibal Lecter x F!Reader x Jonathan Crane +18 (Spitroasting || Manipulation || Obsession || Threesomes || Asylums || Doctor/Patient Relationship)

Bunker Babe - Spencer Reid x Goth!Reader +18 (drug use || semi public sex || non gendered descriptions for reader)

Christian Woman - Southern Jonathan Crane x Preacher's Daughter Reader +18 (mentions of underage drinking & smoking)

Disco Inferno - Jack Delroy x F!Reader +18 (PiV || fingering || drug use || semi public sex)

Fangirl - Joker x F!Reader +18 (CNC/dubcon || knifeplay || blood)

Hell is Real - Jonathan Crane x Psychiatrist Reader (SFW || Character Study || No Smut)

Minuetto - Hannibal x F!Reader +18 (dubcon || clothing kink || pain play || manipulation)

Mr Brightside - Malcolm Bright x The Corinthian +18 (gore || dream sex || murder || dead dove do not eat)

Preacher's Daughter - Jonathan Crane x Preacher's Daughter Reader +18 (gun kink || inappropriate use of prayer || church sex)

Saturday Night Fever - Jack Delroy x F!Reader (SFW || sickfic || fluff)

Sex Magic - Late Night With The Devil x The Love Witch crossover +18 (cults || ritual drug use || blood)

Smoke Break - Jonathan Crane and Harley Quinn share a smoke break for the first time since their fall from grace, reflecting on the evolution of their relationship from student and professor, to colleagues, and now as villains. (can be read as platonic or romantic)

Headcanons

Doctor Characters Handling Your Sick Days (SFW)

Hannibal x Reader with BPD (gender neutral)

Pride at Arkham Asylum (SFW)

Spencer Reid x Reader who dresses vintage (gender neutral)

Spencer Reid x Goth Reader (gender neutral)

Therapist Characters Handling Your "Worst" Symptoms (SFW)

Therapist Characters Handling Your Suspicions (SFW)

Moodboards

Jonathan Crane: Southern Gothic

Poison Ivy: Body Horror

The Riddler: Matthew Gray Gubler Fancast

Hannibal: Made in His Image

Jonathan Crane: Caleb Landry Jones Fancast

Morpheus: The Sandman

Harley Quinn: Halston Sage Fancast

The Corinthian: The Loneliness of the Eye

Selina Kyle: Stealing Happiness

Mad Hatter: Absurdities

Character Tags

Arkham: Arkham Asylum aesthetic (tw medical tools, needles, hospital imagery etc)

Cannibalcore: Hannibal Lecter aesthetic. (tw blood, meat, baroque and gothic religious symbolism)

Clown Prince: Joker aesthetic. (tw knives, blood, violence, antisocial personality, rage art, vent art, scary clowns, etc)

Crane Coded: Jonathan Crane aesthetic (tw religious trauma, frightening artwork, guns, needles etc)

Harleen: Harley Quinn aesthetic (tw violence, hybristophillia)

Hattercore: Jervis Tetch aesthetic (tw medical experiments, paranoia, artistic interpretations of psychoses)

Ivycore: Pamela Isley aesthetic (tw body horror)

Riddles: Ed Nygma/Nashton aesthetic (tw paranoia, horror art)

Selina: Catwoman/Selina Kyle aesthetic (tw crimes, theft, etc)

Challenges

Kinktober 2024 Masterlist

Recommendations

Fic Recs

Movie Recs

Song Recs

UPDATED 2024/10/01

[insomniac-jay]

Batman Rogues Headcanons (Pt.1)

Edward Nygma | Riddler

Backstory (not gonna go too deep so it's mostly key events) apologies if it's incoherent

Born Edward Nashton in Atlantic City, NJ to Irish-American parents

Eddie boy is what I would call a "bandaid baby", meaning that he was born for the sole purpose of trying to fix his parents' marriage. This doesn't have consequences in the future (lying)

Both of his parents were abusive and strict, moreso his father. Ed's father was very jealous of his son, especially because of the "love" he got from his mother. The man would beat and berate him over the smallest of things for no reason

The trauma leads to Edward developing an aversion to touch

Edward turned to riddles and puzzles as a way to cope with his home life that grew into a genuine fascination

Was a prodigy and did better than most of the kids in his class, which gave birth to his ego

Got kicked out by his parents at the age of 16 after a particular event that caused him to snap and lived on his own ever since

Started working at the local casinos fixing and programming the slot machines to (secretly hack into peoples' accounts and steal their money) make ends meet

Fast forward years later, he's working as a game developer at a top gaming company with a lot of successful titles under his belt

But as the years go on, the crunch becomes more intense and the paychecks get smaller than they already were

Edward began using the games to hack into peoples' computers and toy with them using riddles and puzzles similar to the ones in his games in retaliation

A heated argument with one of his bosses leads to Ed breaking into his office to see exactly what the hell was on his contract. He finds out that it sold away his rights to any of the games he made and that they'd been stealing his royalties

General

The potential of Riddler being more of a cyber threat (i.e. Big Brother from 1984) than a physical one. Unparalleled

5'11". He's not short in the slightest but compared to some of the other rogues (i.e. Two Face, Scarecrow, Music Meister), he's on the in between in terms of height

A few scars from fights with Batman, including a burn one from a riddle gone wrong

He's somewhere in his mid to late 30s to early 40s but for an exact age, he's 38

Stays up all night doing God knows what yet still manages to have so much energy during the day (it's the coffee and Adderall)

Ed's Irish accent will bleed through when he's pissed or yelling

All his Riddler outfits are custom made by this nice lady who owns a little tailor shop back in Atlantic City

Soon as he gets an idea for a riddle, he's like "Back to the lab again, girls"

Miss Tuesday: Oh god not the lab again

Dexter's Laboratory ass mf I hate him (affectionate)

When's not riddling, Edward's either down in his mf basement making some wild ass inventions or with his daughter (yes Enigma is real in my universe)

His hair is auburn; used to be a straight up ginger as a kid

Wears glasses in his civilian outfits, contacts when he's the Riddler

Say what you will about Edward even being allowed near a kitchen, but he is a good cook

His cane is multipurpose since my Edward has arthritis

[matildaverse]

Please tell about your verses Scriddler and any headcanons for them 🙏

Okay, firstly thank you so much for this question. I would say I’m sorry for what’s to come but you asked for it this is all on you (to anyone else who unfortunately has to witness this blame anon I’m innocent). Quick preface idk who knows this but a friend and I are (VERY SLOWLY) working on our own little project which may or may not include Scriddler. My favourite character ever is Riddler theirs is Scarecrow so it works quite well. I literally got hired for a full time job today though so emphasis on SLOW.

Now I think this could be interpreted a few different ways so I’m going to break down the prompt and if I completely missed the mark whoops I’ll try again. Categories I’ve chosen are: Riddler, Scarecrow, them as a couple, and finally some of my WIPs silly goofs.

RIDDLER

Uses his Arkham outfit for mechanic/dirty work because POCKETS

Arkham uniform has a lot of question mark doodles

Nygma is the name, Nashton is the alias.

April Fools birthday cause he’s gothams biggest fool

Honourary member of Gotham city sirens

I’m personally biased toward forensic science Eddie HOWEVER questions multiply the mystery is the greatest work to ever exist. So I want a combination of that with forensic riddler (thinking he uses his circus gig to fund college). I am biased as a forensic girlie myself HOWEVER I HAVE GOOD REASONING I think it’s interesting how Ed reflects/mirrors Batman in many ways. E.g. in the Batman 2022 how they both take a creature they fear (bats/rats) and use it to fuel their version of vengeance.

I just want to mention the rats again because they are his spirit animal EVERY writer no matter the media understands he is a rat man and he has such a strong connection to them. I have a thread on a bunch of instances not sure if I posted that here. Someone I think commented on it saying he’s akin to a rat in a maze and I just wanna further that with how he uses that feeling to try and put Batman in the same position. He wants him to feel just as powerless.

I want to continue with the concept of powerlessness because I believe it’s such a strong and important motif for Eddie. Now Ed was beaten a lot by his father and fellow school kids. He’s a scrawny guy so he doesn’t really have the strength to fight back. This is kinda the first instance of him becoming powerless. I have a theory that his father not only beat him for ‘cheating’ but also maybe because he didn’t fit his ideals of a MANS MAN. I can’t remember where I got this from (maybe Arkham asylum imterview? That one my fair lady type comic??) but I like the idea that his father was disappointed maybe even jealous of Ed’s intelligence. He wanted a macho type son similar to himself. A footballer kid who was good with the ladies. Ed’s father comes across as a bit of a stupid alcoholic.

Now I’m probably not going to articulate this very well at 2:31am so apologies but I believe this leads into his ✨PHYSICAL DESIGN✨

Now a common denominator I absolutely adore in forensic riddler stories (others too but mainly these) is his slow progression into his signature look. Arkham Origins, Zero Year, Gotham, and even Batman Forever start Ed off in regular work clothes. He often slowly progresses into green clothes throughout the story to show he’s closer to ‘snapping’. Here are some of my concepts of potential employed Eddie

I also believe that Ed’s sexuality progresses alongside this. This is why I think there’s a bit of conflict in fans whether he’s a whore or an incel virgin. Truth is he’s both! Gotham showcased this well, in the beginning he’s very repressed and antisocial. Virgin supreme. As he slowly becomes his ‘true self’ he becomes more confident. He becomes confident in his villainy, he becomes more confident in his sexuality, and he becomes more confident in his attire.

Now I also think at the beginning he gets a bit too silly with it which is why he wears… spandex. I’m not drawing that tho so we may skip that phase. At the same time he may get a bit too silly with his um… bedroom activities. I am working on a list of all the rogues he’s screwed in every universe but essentially a lot of d listers; king tut, clock king, cluemaster, calendar man (this one hurt to add), capt. boomerang etc.

Nygma, unlike Crane who has a pretty consistent apathetic take on fashion, prides himself on his appearance and as I touched on before it reflects his state-of-mind. Edward can have some high highs. He will make sure he looks as dapper as can be when present his next ‘greatest riddle’ to Batman. HOWEVER when this ultimately fails for the billionth time he spirals. When he’s in his obsessive mode he can neglect some pretty important hygiene (Arkham series handles this well). His hair may grow out become messy especially when locked up in Arkham.

I have this design for him all cleaned up but I think it may be like a fancy event riddler instead of his official outfit cause the plain green suit is kinda iconic but I’d love to hear input! Idk cause I put the plushie in a regular green suit.

Arkham concepts:

Honestly havent figured out the glasses situation yet whether they’re forever or like reading glasses cause the domino mask is fun but also 🤓

ALMOST DONE WITH just EDDIE I PROMISE! Finally permanent damage/injuries. Now I have some (non-confirmed) ideas for Jon and desperately want to avoid same face syndrome cause my art isn’t great yet. I quite Minaj’s Eddie saying he ‘heals like a lobster’ I think that’s a fun way of describing why he doesn’t have much permanent damage especially on his face. He does however have scars on his chest from Arkham torture which he carved into a ? To reclaim power (I made a post about this but quick recap image)

SCARECROW

lives on coffee

Horse girl (that kid in class who loves horses so much they only draw horses they live breathe and eat horsy)

Year one origin with granny (him and Ed have a kinship through bad parental figures)

Also wanna take it a little further since we all know and love him covering himself in rat blood and getting the shit pecked out of him but I reckon she’d have other very religious based cruelties in store. So I think he’d have self-flagellation scars perhaps maybe a more modern iteration of this not sure

Unrelated, but I reckon Harley was his student and in class when he shot the gun

Cannot cook also terrible diet probably cause granny barely fed him

So nearsighted that anytime he wears the mask he runs into stuff

Can’t drive well ( I like in manbat when he has to hype himself up to drive)

Obvi the pet crows. One of them looks a lil funky like it’s gonna drop dead any second but it somehow keeps being alive.

CANNOT USE TECH TO SAVE HIS LIFE. He’d use carrier crow if he could. He just got used to fax. Ed has to set up the screens when he does his lil Gotham takeovers because he refuses to learn.

He is so freaking lanky

Okay so I don’t feel comfortable sharing my friends art without permission so I’ll just show some of my panels of their design for him (excuse Jeremiah and hatter)

Jon I think has a very slim face maybe even a broken nose I’ve given him a little tan I’m no geography expert but Georgia sounds like a hot place in comparison to cloudy Gotham and since he’d hang outside to avoid granny he’d be out in the fields a lot. HOWEVER this is not the final design I just gave him a face I thought suited as I am yet to receive a maskless concept art from my project partner.

TOGETHER (this is literally the only thing you asked for I’m so sorry)

they both fixate on a task so bad they forget to eat.

Riddler helps with computer stuff

Ed is at first disgusted by Jon’s dress sense but I think kinda comes around when he understands that it’s his way of expressing himself. Even if he’s always covered in hay

Idk if I’ve gone full insanity 3:33am mode but there’s a video of Mathew grey gubler in cowboy gear doing the hoedown I just pretend that’s Ed taking jon to Georgia or something and being like look Jon it’s your southern culture and like pissing him off

I think what originally draws Jon in is Ed’s fear of powerlessness which I think represents itself as a fear of intimacy (even in his whore era I’m not sure he gets really close with people)

In our version Ed gets arrested first so he gets the top bunk dibs however even if they were arrested at the same time Jon probably would be too long for that bunk

Uhhh kinda NSFW (hence why it’s last so it’s easier to skip) which I don’t talk about much but THE MOTIF OF POWERLESSNESS. So like one question I notice people ask when there’s a m/m ship is which one tops. Now I believe in this case (early relationship) Ed refuses to give up power so he’s on top. In fact he may even avoid any type of sexytime where he can be put in a vulnerable position. However as trust and mutual not murder happens he may lower his defences and do an old switcheroo. Someone else can write that fic tho I’m not sure I’m ready 😭

[danosrosegarden]

hold tight - edward nashton x fem!reader headcanons (NSFW) ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

{kinktober: day one. prompt: breeding. 🎃}

{contains: some obsessive yet shy edward, mentions of pregnancy, creampie, and very mild descriptions of overstim.}

☽ You suppose you should've seen it coming. Edward didn't fuck you, he made love to you. And he usually made love with a good dash of submissive obedience, a slight streak of bashfulness. His hands would roam your body with a soft and quiet kind of adoration, a gentle appreciation. He was so sweet to you, holding your hips like you were a glass ornament. Shattering your fragile frame would hurt him, too. He could not afford to have blood on his hands when it came to your comfort and satisfaction.

☽ He was different tonight...it was as if a switch had been flipped. He would never want to hurt you, but he hardly registered the way his fingers dug into your skin with a greedy hunger as he thrusted into you. He panted hard and deep as your hands gripped the sheets beneath you and your jaw fell open.

☽ "Eddie, Ed...wait."

☽ Your rushed words pierced their talons into his stomach. He felt sick to his lurching guts. What did he do wrong? He always has to go and fuck up everything good, doesn't he?

☽ But you're grinning as you catch your breath. He watches your bare chest tremble, rise, and fall. "Jesus, Eddie, where did this come from?"

☽ His cheeks are lit aflame as he fumbles for an answer. "Just...just wanna be inside you." You chuckle. "Hmm, yeah? Tell me about it."

☽ The coils of his brain are short-circuiting, the wires of his mind smoking and shooting sparks. How's he supposed to express how deeply he wants to be a part of you? How is he supposed to convey his darkest, most carnivorous desire without scaring you off?

☽ "I...I'll try," he mumbles, his hips starting up their quivering movement once again. "I d-don't wanna frighten you."

☽ Eddie whines as your legs wrap around his waist and pull him even closer. "You can't frighten me, honey. C'mon, tell me what you want."

☽ His thrusts are sloppy and jittery as his long fingers find their way to your lower stomach. They brush against your smooth, fluttering skin. "I...hmm, fuck...I think about it sometimes."

☽ He's too flustered to say it without the shroud of vagueness clouding his words, but it's clear what he means. "Oh, yeah?" you tease. "You wanna fill me up, Ed? Wanna get me pregnant?"

☽ Clearly, he was not anticipating your candor, because now he's gripping your hips like you'll disintegrate into dust if he lets go. You have to understand where he's coming from, though! He's never met someone who has put that level of affection and credence into him! For somebody to want to carry his baby...even if it's just pretend for now...him, of all people! He can't help but ravage your innards with reckless abandon. Just a bit.

☽ He can feel the steady heat rising in his gut. It's utterly humiliating how quickly he's close just from hearing your whiny cries to please, fuck, fill me up, I want it so bad, I need it, Eddie, I need it!

☽ And oh my, does it feel blissfully divine when the heat finally bursts. It's like he's floating. He can feel your quivering pussy gripping him tight. He grits his teeth through the shooting pinpricks of his overstimulation and fucks his cum deeper. The sticky, sodden sounds are delectably obscene. His face is burnt a feverish scarlet as he pulls out of you and watches his cum leak. It's such an alluring sight, the milky liquid dripping from your already soaked cunt. It takes all the power within to stop himself from diving down and tasting you right then. He wouldn't want to overwhelm you.

☽ Again, even if it's just make believe, a filthy fantasy you two indulge in...it's the thought behind the action that counts, the message behind your pleading for him to fill you up, make you full, that makes him want to grab hold of you and never let go. <3

[mwildeboyii]

Lemme present my own Riddler Boy... [I usually write him in Portuguese on a Facebook RP btw]

My Ed is constructed by personal headcanons and interactive scenes. His back story wrote by me based on multimedia. So let me talk about the arcs.

The Ballad Of Edward Nashton

The Prince of the Puzzles: this chapter is about the classic story of puzzle competition, but on my version Ed wasn't a good student, actually Eddie had problems at school, doesn't seems he had any interest or at least that he was mentally present. But someday Teacher Nordine (who doesn't even knows Eddie's name properly) threatened him with participation or death "or you join the schools game or we will call your parents blablabla" so he did and discovered something that he was really good: games and competitions. Ed found there attention, but also rivals who doesn't liked that the boy was winning most of the logical and board games.

Materialising Thoughts: here Ed became a teenager, now he is a brilliant student and he learned to treat school as his safe place. He hates come back home and his anger became higher everyday. In this chapter Ed will struggle with lots of intrusive thoughts, some unhealthy behaviour and finally he will free himself of his dad and mother and he also run away of Gotham tho. It's a chapter with lots o fiscal violence and mental issues, some self regulation tactics and self harm too. Also we have some gender questions and a best friend x first love (and yes, happens to be the same person, a girl!).

"Are you incapable to keep you mouth shut?": After runaway, Ed found a job in a highway Amusment Park. Now he doesn't speak, he doesn't have a name, but his good ideas for gambling shines. Yes this is a side quest chapter where Ed is in a long term nonverbal, he became a golden goose of the park, but things will go wrong and Ed will take his money and runaway again. (if the working class produces everything everything belongs to it -q)

Thy name is E.Nigma: Now our riddler boy will spend his next year's solving his identity. Forging himself since the birth. New back story with echoes on his own, and a dead parents in his back. With fake documents, illegal money (well washed, thank you very much), Ed is planning his own rebirth in Gotham City.

Year One

Once Upon a Time in Gotham: Edward Nygma is a Gotha U student and a consulting forensic scientist (he is a Sherlock Holmes itself). No he doesn't work officially for GCPD, but very frequently he is hired to solve some issues for the PD (whe they does not hire Ed, he just entered without permission because he want, and this annoys alot some cops). At the University, Ed have problems with grades because he wants to study everything, so is a great mess. He also start dating Antonie, the theatre guy and conveniently became part of the company for a while, until the broke up moment. Yeah, he is living his best life, the one he planned for himself. A little bit of taxes crimes, misterys to solve, an academic life and a very very sweet boyfriend, who wait the right time... Nothing can destroy this strawberry life, right? (Oh and here we are presented to Nina/Echo, Pamela Isley (Poison Ivy) and Dinah L. Lance (Black Canary). [Pammys and Nina are Ed's bffs based on the rp dynamics between me and my Pammys🥺 who date Dinah btw].

"Seriously, Nygma. You need help.": Lack ofstimulus make him vexing... But the thing is, everything goes wrong when Ed saw his mother with another man and two kids. Twins... Now he is much more obsessed with work and please and seeking attention. He is freaking out for real, but he cant tell anyone why is that. So 3 times Ed will listen that he needs help: first time in the University from his advisor, then he will listen from Antonie during a fight that precedes the break and finally, from Bullock who is pissed with a nerd doing much more than he and also shooting riddles all the time. Well he do find help before a terrible crise wich dump him in a psychiatric hosp for a night where he will meet Doctor Albert Marin, his new PSYCHIATRIST.

The Golden Heart Episode: During this one, Ed will have to solve a strange crime, a dead body mummified with a plastic heart full of pee. The mystery will be solved in a week or something, but Ed and the detective Bullock will struggle with this for a month and so. Also, Ed is seeing Doctor Marin biweekly and taking some psycomeds... He already figured that the doc is playing him as a lab rat, still Edward feels someway motivated to keep going. I risk to say that Edward is attracted, specially because of the attention and the curiosity of the Doctor towards him. (We also have one of my favorite parts, it's a Towel Day when Ed is in his apartment with Nina listening the old audio series of hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy, drinking his own version of Pangalact Dynamite when Bullock and Dinah Lance appears to discusses the Golden Heart case).

What is black, white and red all over?: Oswald Cobblepot bleeding the hell out of him? Yeah, roommates era adapted by me.

How the Riddler got his name: Robberies as spectacles, trophies and whatever else. Yep there's a connection between The Golden Heart Case and th Penguin and the lack of stimulus? Is a chapter where Ed broke the egg once again. The meds are messing up with him, he needs attention and blablabla, so The Riddler in his very very green suit. Of course: Query and Echo, a bit o kink stuffs and BDSM clubs and hmm kidnapping. Batman appears here but I never find a Batman role player who wished to rp with me. (mostly because of my communist queer subtext tbh). [[ OH AND ONE OF MY FAVOURITE MOMENTS HERE THO! Edward first time in Iceberg Cassino, very very Art Deco Themed and Oswald is such a 20's diva mommy here!

Home Sweet Asylum

Adaptation and Transference: First month in Arkham and Ed will be jumped between the doctors and therapist. He is adapting his routine and mapping the whole place, figuring every patient and being a solvers to every problem but his own. Is during this chapter that we will be presented for Harleen Quinn, she is already locked and she also force a friendship with Ed until he just accept her in his life. The chapter ends with Ed bonding with Harls and also finding a psychiatrist who wants to take his case.

Doctor Fear and The Arkham Break: Well, aren't you happy that you found a psychiatrist, Edward? NO! HE IS POISON ME, WHY ARE YOU WRITING THIS SHIT? Ha... So Jonathan Crane also using Ed as a lab rat, but now is worse because Ed is being under fear toxin without know and... oh dear... THIS IS BAD. But we have some good moments here like when Harleen decides to made clandestine therapy with Edward. We also had a Arkham break out wich one Edward and Harleen doesn't participate (Edward because he is in a horrible state of mind, dealing with fear and chemical dependency and believing that maybe he belongs in Arkham. Harley bc she is trying a Conditional.) The chapter ends with an Oswald visit and the date of Edward judgement.

The Copycat: Riddler copycat will bump on the city and Ed will help the PD to solve the crimes and claim back his identity... I mean he is almost reformed, not Riddler anymore Ahm... No, not a bit. Crime solved, Harleen released and... Why Jonathan is not Ed's psychiatrist anymore?

Good Conduct: Ed struggling with the lack of toxin in his blood, no Harleen anymore and also needing to improve his body and mind health. Dark times for our dear Eddie boy, but he is trying and in the end... Well his fight wasn't really a need because The Penguin had played for his dear boy being realised.

To be continued...? (I have 3 more arcs, a malewife one with mayoral era, a Arkham city conflict with hints of Riddler Factory and a properly Riddler factory with a Reality Show where he bonds with Poison Ivy and torture billionaires in a island with poisoned conundrums 🥺)

(@arabriddler template.

¹ Not the best English, but I was having fun writing this blog so... I AM NOT SORRY, my psychiatrist said that I do can commit mistakes, it's okay.

² If anyone would like, I am open to RP with whatever character but Poison Ivy and Lucy Quinzel. I'd really like to have a Batman, Oswald pr Jonathan. Would be funny.

³ if anything, my rp profile is: Ed Nygma :3

That's all folks

[evilaccountant]

Ed Nashton headcanons first

1. What is the character’s go-to drink order? Coffee. Usually black. It's too expensive to buy in cafes and he doesn't like being around people so he makes his own at home. It's cheap, instant coffee and it tastes awful. He doesn't really drink, he had too many bad experiences as a kid, but if push comes to shove he always has the shittiest vodka in his flat.

2. What is their grooming routine? He does the bare minimum to stay presentable but he loves hot showers and will spend as long as possible standing under the water. He uses plain soap and shampoo. He smells fresh but boring, he likes cotton scents as it gets rid of the damp smell of the orphanage and later his flat. He wears pretty simple deodorant and owns a cologne he doesn't use that he won in a work raffle. When he was a kid he'd never get haircuts and ended up with long, shaggy hair. He hates how his hair feels against his face so he now keeps it a tidier length. He hates going to the hair dressers though as the noise is a lot, he doesn't like strangers touching him and if they try to put mousse or gel in his hair he'll freak out.

3. What was their most expensive purchase/where does their disposable income go? His car. Only £1500 as it was third hand but reliable. It gets him where he needs to go and is pretty economical. Ed often wishes he was better at mechanics so he could fix it himself more. He likes to drive around aimlessly when he feels stuck. It's pretty beat up red 3 door but it does the job.

4. Do they have any scars or tattoos? He doesn't have any tattoos (too frivolous) but he has quite a few scars. He has self harm scars on his arms from when his intrusive thoughts get too much. He has a small scar on the back of his head under his hair from being pushed over as a kid. He was belted by the orphanage enough times that he has a few thin lines across his back.

5. What was the last time they cried, and under what circumstances? Years ago, maybe when he was 13-15 years old. He was in the orphanage, no one would foster him because he was weird (read autistic and traumatised). One day he got pushed over and just snapped, hitting his bully back, clawing him, biting him and whaling on him until he stopped moving. He was immediately brought before the nuns and belted hard enough to bleed. Half way through the beating he stopped crying and begging and just took it in silence. Since then he has bottled everything up.

6. Describe the shoes they’re wearing. Army surplus boots. Worn to bits with multiple fixes. He likes how comfortable and practical they are but they're also just the best quality boots he can afford. He also has tidier work shoes, plain tan leather brogues, they're scuffed but functional and he only wears them in the office to keep them in a decent condition.

7. Describe the place where they sleep. Looking at the behind the scenes pics of his gross ass apartment, he sleeps in a single bed, surrounded by piles of documents, newspapers and cages of rats. His room is organised in a way that only makes sense to him. Theories and plans line the walls and it's started to look more like a rats nest than a flat. Despite its disgusting appearance it's still clean. He treats the rats well, their scuttling helps him sleep. The kitchenette is scrubbed regularly. He can deal with untidiness but absolutely no dirt as it sets him off.

8. What is their favorite holiday? His favourite is probably Labour Day, if only because it gives him time off and he likes the idea of unions and rioting. His least favourite is christmas by a mile. He can't stand the consumerism, the waste, the veil of cheerfulness, the faux happy families. Especially not the way Gotham city council spends millions on gaudy Christmas lights and parades whilst people starve in the streets. It's all a sham to him.

9. What objects do they always carry around with them? He usually carries a backpack filled with stuff because it makes him feel more prepared. In his pockets he keeps his keys and phone (he's turned off all location based services and has a vpn). In the backpack is a multi tool, documents from work, duct tape, his rubix cube, an inhaler, a comb, his notebook and a biro, 2 expired medications, tissues, his Polaroid camera, binoculars and a mini sudoku book.

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i think he probably started doing it out of necessity at first like with holes in socks and sleeves etc. when he was in the orphanage and then it became kind of a fun little hobby to find or save different fabrics for patching holes and then from there he learned how to make pockets and maybe put some little hidden pockets in his jacket for snacks and trinkets and stuff. he probably stopped doing it when he got the accounting job bc he worried it would make him look unprofessional but he still has some of the socks and gloves that he patched and maybe the inside of his bag has a patch or two for the lining

i think edward would put patches on his clothing and backpack when he was younger i have no basis for this i just believe it