#edward nygma x oc

[gorbo-longstocking]

THANK YOU @cebwrites FOR THIS VERY AWESOME ART I AM FOREVER IN YOUR DEBT

oc is zee from my scarecrow x oc x riddler fic wolf, made for slaughter AND THEY LOOK SO GOOD IM SCREAMINGGGGGGGG IM SO EXCITED TO LOOK AT THEM FOREVER AND ALWAYS

[froms8nsashes]

Colorful

Ed was so used to the greys, blacks, browns, blues, and murky tones of the Gotham police department. He was used to seeing the colorless world as if a filter had been put over his eyes. The colorless world didn't make him depressed, as one would typically think. No, Gotham is his home, always has been. Gotham never bummed him out.

The people did.

As much as he smiled and nodded, complied with what detectives and officer's asked of him while on the job. He couldn't help but hate them in the back of his mind. They were all sad, depressed assholes who clearly could never figure out his daily riddles. Including that medical examiner. Always shouting and reporting him to the captain because "he's not supposed to be in the examiner's office. he's forensics."

That guy deserved the harmless prank. It was either Ed got suspended or her did, and there was no reason for Ed to get suspended.

Just after his friend Jim had gotten demoted to Arkham asylum duty- he only knew because he was listening in- there was a new face in the GCPD. A new, colorful face.

Her hair was stark red, green striped sweater, yellow smiley face earrings. She wasn't grey, or dreary. He couldn't help but smile when he saw her in the medical examiner's office, looking around. Tracing her finger pads over every little detail. Familiarizing herself with the place.

"I question what lies above, and I'm shared with those you love. At my sound your hands will shake, and oft heard soon after wake. A card not found in a deck." Ed plastered a kind smile on his face when she turned around, not all that startled.

"Oh, I was told by some of the officers out there that someone around here liked riddles." Her smile was bright, like the rest of her. She thought for a moment.

"Do you give up?" Ed asked, he didn't feel like he was being pushed away or ushered off.

"Hey, I didn't know they hired such a nice lookin' lady as the new medical examiner."

He tightened his grip on the files he was holding but nonetheless tried to seem polite. Officer Tom Dougherty was not a man he would like to be in the same room with.

"I appreciate the compliment, but I don't think that charm is going to work on me." She noticed Ed's body language, fixing her posture herself.

"Come now, don't let riddle man here bore you." Tom clapped a hand on Ed's shoulder and his entire body tensed. She could see just how uncomfortable he was by the expression on his face.

Ed still tried to look polite and kind.

She cleared her throat.

"How about you come back another time, I was just asking the forensics specialist about the latest case." She stepped toward officer Dougherty, shooing him with her hands.

He grumbled, but forced a smile and let go of Ed's shoulder, leaving shortly after she shooed him away. Pulling out a kerchief she handed it to Ed.

"I don't like contact like that either, now, I think the answer to your riddle might just be a greeting."

He took the kerchief hesitantly, wiping his shoulder and adjusting his glasses. A genuine smile on his face now.

"Correct! Did you know that some doctors say brighter colors make people happy?"

"No, I don't think I knew that. Oh! I have a bright green little cactus you can put in your office." Her eyes were wide and sparkly, and mismatched blue-brown.

She dug around in the cardboard box she set down on the chair and pulled out a little fake potted cactus, it was indeed very green and had a pink and yellow flower on top. It also had a face, a smiling face.

"Isn't it just the cutest? You can keep it." She handed it to Ed, careful not to touch him.

"You want me to keep this?"

"Yeah! You said bright colors cheer people up, right? So why not have something colorful to brighten up your office."

"I- How did you know I work in forensics?"

"They told me to stay away from a guy named Ed Nygma who worked in forensics because he liked breaking into the medical examiner's office, but you seem like a great guy." She continued to dig through the box. "I also don't mind if you use my office, just as long as you put everything back and clean it, of course."

His smile got wider, if possible.

"I...I never asked your name. I'm sorry."

"Rose, Rose Corvid." She giggled.

So, Ed used her office often. He was quite comfortable, and even helped her during autopsies. Always asking if she'd like help. He couldn't describe the feeling but he felt drawn to her. She was the one person in the precinct that enjoyed and answered his riddles, often leading him to feel all bubbly inside. Even if Harvey or Jim made an offhand comment about the riddles he greets them with, it didn't bother him. At least someone enjoyed the daily riddles.

"Hey, I'm grabbing takeout, do you want any?"

She'd poked her head into the room, immediately making the gray atmosphere light up when he looked up from his desk. That same familiar smile found itself on his face.

"How about that new Chinese place around the corner?"

"Anything special?"

"No, it just- "

"Can't have onions, got it!" She saluted to him with a laugh.

His heart fluttered in his chest. It had been doing that a lot lately. He's been feeling very warm lately as well. Looking back at the evidence files he was going over because of the new case Jim decided to take from a rookie.

"Well, well, well. Such a happy face for working in a shithole." Harvey snickered.

"Were you eavesdropping?"

"No, I came here to check on those evidence files."

"Oh, yes. Those." He clicked his tongue as he closed the folder.

"I don't doubt that smile is caused by that Rose lady, she is a might fine piece of ass."

"Detective Bullock."

"What? You know I'm right. It's always the happy ones that have a sadistic side." Harvey joked.,

"Stop talking about her like that!" Ed snapped.

"Oh- Well, I didn't think you had that in you."

"Please leave."

"Come on-"

"Leave, Detective Bullock."

Ed was pointing at the door, this steely look in his eyes.

Rose came back with quite a big takeout bag, entering just as Harvey was leaving. Ed sighed and rubbed his temples, smelling her sweet perfume he dropped the sour expression for a much happier one.

"I see that look on your face. Was Harvey being a jerk again?"

"No, no. It's fine." Ed tried to laugh it off.

She planted a hand on her hip and rose a brow.

"Are you sure?"

"It was nothing, he just needed those evidence files for the case he's working on." Ed was adjusting things on his desk, he was bothered.

"That's bullshit, and we both know that."

"It really is nothing, I promise you, Rose." There was so much adoration when he said her name. He was fidgeting with his glasses and staring at his desk.

"I won't push it, but if something did happen just know you can tell me."

"Why are you so nice? It would be easier if you just ignored my riddles, and me."

Her shoulders slumped and her eyes softened. Setting the takeout bag on the unused counter she grabbed the rolling stool that was sitting there and sat down across from him at the desk.

"Ed, your riddles every day make me happy. I'm glad I get to see you all the time because you're like the brightest person in here."

"What do you mean?" He blinked twice and leaned away.

"I mean, your smile lights up a room, and you have a real passion for autopsies even though no one really lets you touch the corpses post mortem." She gently took his hand that was tapping rhythmically on the desk and held it. "You make me enjoy going to work."

"Thank... Thank you so much. I... I feel that way about you too."

"I brighten your day?" She looked puzzled.

"Sometimes you're like a walking highlighter," He chuckled half heartedly. "Yes, I often look forward to work because of you. You're the only who answers my riddles, the only one who wants me around."

She frowned.

"I can't believe no one wants you around, you aren't creepy at all."

"It's okay, I can understand why sometimes."

"No, Ed. It's not okay." Rose squeezed his hand.

"You have pretty eyes." He blurted out without thinking.

She was caught off guard.

"What?"

"Nothing, nothing. Forget I said that." He pulled his hand away.

"To be honest, I've always thought green eyes were the most gorgeous."

His eyes widened and he adjusted his glasses again, this time adjusting his collar too. Looking anywhere in the room but her he started tapping his hand again, but only his pointer finger.

"Did you make sure there aren't any onions?"

"Yes, I made sure there were no onions, but if there are I can pick them off."

"Thank you."

"You don't have to thank me."

"Yes, I do."

"No, no, anyone would do that for someone they care about."

"Miss Corvi- "

She leaned forward and kissed him quick on the lips.

"Now, food?"

[foxienygma]

You have no idea how much I love every version of The Riddler!!❤️❤️❤️ (Or maybe you do ☝🏻🤓) I saw this image and thought it was perfect to add some of his versions with my OC. I use her so she can give Edward the love he deserves.

[finzphoenix]

Foxy and Eddie having a fun time and engaging in some dancing, commissioned by the ever amazing @wingedqueenlynx!! The only request was to capture their whimsy, which I hope I did!

Also: A very Happy Birthday to you, dear Lynx! May your day be filled with tons of joy and love!! ^///^💕💕🎉🎉

Foxy, oc (c) wingedqueenlynx Riddler (c) DC comics Art (c) FinzPhoenix

[riddlerpenis]

Self indulgent

[2-guns-b1tch]

They are like “Challengers” but more mentally ill

Ophelia Swan (oc) x Jonathan Crane x Edward Nygma

[elliehallers]

The thing that absolutely SUCKS about having fandom OCs (this kind of goes for OCs in general, until you release them and gain a fandom) is that you're sitting here going nuts with The Feels™, and no one (save for maybe a couple of good moots, if you're lucky 🫶🏽) gives a shit about them or what you're yapping about.

And, of course, you have to make all of the content for them as well!

[jayduztumb1r]

How I feel after I make a self insert character for Riddler called Bird (my nickname) and call their ship name RiddleBird only to find out that already fucking existed and is very popular.

[venusjr-12doctor]

THE RIDDLERS LOVER - CHAPTER 1

THE NYMPH IN THE LABYRINTH

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Batman (Movie 2022), The Riddler: Year One Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Edward Nygma/Original Female Character(s), Edward Nashton/Original Female Character, The Riddler/Original Female Character(s), The riddler/Paul Dano Characters: Edward Nygma, The Riddler, Edward Nashton, Original Female Character(s), Officer Martinez (The Batman Movie 2022), Jim Gordon (DCU), Bruce Wayne Additional Tags: Graphic descriptions of violence, Dark romance (Im not shitting about this one), Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Rape/Non-con Elements, Catholic Guilt, Past Child Abuse, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Stalking, Toxic Relationship, Childhood Friends, Trigger warning: Priests and nuns, The female lead is a serial killer, Virgin Edward, Touch starved Edward, Breeding Kink, Urophilia (Just a little...), Masochism, Sadism, Graphic Depictions of Illness, Loss of Virginity, depictions of torture, Heavy BDSM, male penetration, Yes he gets pegged :), The female lead is a femme fatal, Edward is a bisexual and i would die on that hill, Its so fun writting about trauma, Obsessive Behavior, Unhealthy Relationships, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, autistic Edward, Eventually there would be romance but first smut and trauma, OC its A VILLAIN, Fluff and Angst, tons of angst, Both love to hurt each other its their kink, Rope Bondage, They despise the other, But they literally cannot live without the other, Schizophrenia, I hope i write about it... in a decent way?, Stockholm Syndrome, they are both switch, Humiliation, Praise Kink, Maybe im missing some other tags, But this fic has intense BDSM and a lot of kinks...

  Summary:

Against everybody would think, Edward Naston had only one friend in his entire life, and the same one that owns his soul. Emiliana Guzman grew up with him in the Gotham orphanage since the tragic accident that made her lose everything. Foster and foreign, Edward gives it a shot on his curiosity and offers to teach her english.

After ten years without contact, Edward finds her again, changed and beautifully lethal. Emiliana is a serial killer, and she is behind the same target Edward wants. ‘What would you do if your best friend became better than you at everything? Would you let her have what is your life purpose or destroy her?’

A/n:

Hi! I dont know how this really works, and everytime i see others peoples works with all those gifs and flashing lights scare the shit out of me xd. Im an old victorian lady by heart, so im doing my best trying to publish this shit xd. I would love to see your comments and your thoughts <3 (im sorry my drawings sucks, i just started drawing in digital this july). 

[knoepfl]

Mind Games

Characters:

Edward Nygma (The Riddler): A brilliant, egotistical villain who loves how his girlfriend adores him and sees him as a higher being. He takes delight in giving her a simple riddle and watching her struggle to solve it.

Reader (You): The girlfriend who isn’t very clever, but is completely devoted to the Riddler. She adores him and tries her best to solve the riddle he gave her, eager to impress him.

Trigger Warnings:

Power dynamic in the relationship

Light manipulation

Masterlist

Words: 735

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Edward Nygma leaned back in his chair, eyes twinkling with amusement as he watched you, sitting on the floor in front of him, desperately trying to solve the riddle he had given you. It wasn’t a difficult one—at least, not for him. But for you? He knew it would be quite the challenge.

He loved this. Loved the way you would struggle, the way your brow furrowed in concentration as you tried so hard to impress him. You adored him, worshiped him like the genius he was, and he reveled in that adoration.

“Come on, dear,” he cooed, his voice smooth and patronizing, “It’s not that difficult. Think about it for a moment longer.”

You looked up at him, biting your lip, frustration clear on your face. You hated disappointing him, and right now, you felt like you were failing. He had given you such a simple riddle, yet you couldn’t figure it out, no matter how hard you tried.

“I-I’m trying,” you stammered, glancing back down at the slip of paper he had given you.

What has keys but can’t open locks?

It seemed so simple. You read it again and again, trying to think of what it could possibly mean. “Keys but can’t open locks…” you murmured, wracking your brain.

Edward chuckled softly, enjoying the sight of you struggling. He adored these moments—the moments where you would stare up at him with those wide, pleading eyes, looking for the answer, looking for his approval. He leaned forward slightly, a smirk playing on his lips. “Don’t strain yourself too much, darling,” he teased. “It’s not beyond you… or perhaps it is.”

Your cheeks flushed at his words. He was so smart—so brilliant—and here you were, fumbling with the simplest of puzzles. “I just… I don’t get it,” you mumbled, feeling embarrassed.

“That’s quite obvious,” Edward replied dryly, crossing one leg over the other as he continued to watch you with that smug look on his face. “But I’m sure you’ll get there eventually. Or perhaps I should give you a hint?”

You glanced up at him, hopeful. “A hint would help…”

“Would it now?” He raised an eyebrow, clearly entertained by the whole thing. “Very well. What object do you use every day that has keys?”

You blinked, thinking it over. “Keys… I use my house keys… no, that’s not it…” You wracked your brain, feeling even more confused than before. “Wait… a piano has keys, doesn’t it?”

Edward’s grin widened, and he clapped his hands together. “Bravo, my dear! You’ve done it at last!”

Your face lit up, beaming at him. “Really? Oh! It’s a piano!”

He stood up from his chair, walking over to you with that superior air about him, as if he was bestowing a great honor upon you. “Yes, it’s a piano,” he repeated, his voice laced with mock approval. “Not bad… though it did take you a while.”

You blushed again, but this time there was a sense of pride beneath the embarrassment. You had solved it, even if it took you longer than it should have. “Thanks, Eddie,” you said softly, “I’m glad I got it.”

Edward leaned down, cupping your chin in his hand, lifting your face so you were looking up at him. His smirk was as sharp as ever. “You should be glad, my dear,” he purred. “But don’t mistake this for true brilliance. It was… adequate.”

Your heart fluttered at his touch, at the way he always made you feel like he was so far above you. And you loved it. You loved the way he could make you feel small and insignificant, while at the same time making you feel special for being the one he chose to keep by his side.

“I’ll keep trying,” you promised, your voice soft. “I want to get better, for you.”

Edward chuckled, releasing your chin and straightening up. “Oh, I’m sure you’ll improve, in time. But honestly, my dear, don’t try too hard. I rather like you just the way you are. After all, it’s far more enjoyable to watch you struggle.”

You blushed even deeper at his words, but the embarrassment only made you more determined to please him. You adored him so much, even if you couldn’t match his intelligence. And he adored you in his own way—because he knew you would never leave him. You needed him, and he thrived on that.

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Author’s Note: Thanks for reading! I wanted to capture Edward Nygma’s condescending but affectionate side in this fanfiction, showing how he enjoys watching his girlfriend struggle with something simple and how he thrives on being seen as superior. Let me know what you think!

[rune-tisms]

this is the most cringe shit i’ve made in awhile

[gorbo-longstocking]

Chapter 5

You lifted your leg and kicked open the doors with a loud bang. There was a surprised yelp, the smell of garlic growing stronger now that you were in his… office, if you could call it that. It was a wide room of wall to wall bookshelves, and nestled to the side at what you could only assume was once the front desk, were at least ten computer monitors, their glow being the only light that filled the room. Sat in an office chair in front of the screens was the Riddler, his eyebrows melded with his hairline.

When he realized who you were, his surprise melted into a satisfied smirk. He looked like the cat that got the cream and it infuriated you. “Took you long enough to—”

“You!” With an enraged snarl, you lifted your laptop over your head and charged.

Fear flickered over his face, and before you managed to get halfway across the room, he pulled a pistol from under the desk. It seemed he was a trained hand, his grip was firm, the muzzle level, but it was obvious he didn’t resort to firearms often. He didn’t seem to know where to aim. At first, he pointed at your head, then moved to aim at your stomach. “Another step and I— Damn!”

When you didn’t adjust your course, a shot rang out and a sharp pinch in your gut alerted you to the fact that you had been hit. You had eaten well today, so the injury wouldn’t last. The only roadblock you had to face was if the bullet didn’t exit out of your back, but that was a problem for later. Right now, despite the white hot burning that spread from the wound, lighting each of your sensitive nerves ablaze, you were single minded in your pursuit. Edward Nygma would pay.

“Jesus Christ—” Another bang, this time the bullet clipped your ear. He was aiming to kill now. Before he could fire off another shot, your feet were planted on his desk and your fingers were wrapped around his wrist. With a squeeze, he let out a pained gasp and the weapon tumbled from his fingers onto the ground.

[sleeplesswooper]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN🎃👻🍬

Wdym I forgot to post Goretober stuff here again?

This was made with FireAlpaca and Ibis Paint X

[foxienygma]

💚 + 🦊

“ Who would have thought? Wayne's little fox pup! And to think, you were playing the hero all this time... Such delicious irony, don’t you think? Then again, the most intriguing answers are always right in front of me! ”

[finzphoenix]

Sadie and BTAS Riddler sharing a kiss in Gotham's Robinson Park, commissioned by the awesome @nelson-and-murdock! Many thanks to you!! ^3^🖤🤍🖤🤍

Sadie, OC (c) nelson-and-murdock Riddler (c) DC Comics Art (c) FinzPhoenix

[cr0w-28]

Sources say posting unfinished art helps you feel less anxious to post in general

I’m unsure if these sources are right- but I wanted to share my oc Sphinx. He works as a cleaner for riddlers hideouts

(Badly drawn gore under the cut)