#edward nymga

[jayyfruit]

i have like five tests approaching that i should probably be worried about, but every single thought i have is about this scene in gotham:

HOW IS THIS SO GAY. WHY. HOW. I CANT FUNCTION ANYMORE HELP 😭😭

[pov: your ex-best friend/crush you had a falling out with (you shot him on purpose) serenades you with amy winehouse in a drug-induced hallucination. it happened to my friend ed once]

robin lord taylor has a really pretty voice too. i’d listen to a full cover, honestly. plus, i just love the song.

ok that’s my rambling for the day bye

[lesbiiancrow]

more yuri scriddler!!!

chappell outfit inspo

[blood-n-tears]

hey rodent followers! I made some super shit-yourself-hilarious memes totally original. (I stole it from Facebook 😐) I made two of them so I'll post them separately but I make two bc these two are synonymous with any Gotham meme I make seriously.

[luckyspade-8]

The Wonderful Dreaming of Double Hearts

A Twiddler Valentines exchange fic.

Prompts: Meet cute, First Date

Word count: roughly 600

Synopsis: One intelligent man makes a double mined person swoo with confusing words right into a date.

Tw: None, just a jokey NSFW joke at the end. So still, Minor DNI. Go eat those Valentines candies instead.

Notes: Happy Valentines Day @tr4sh-pl4nt !!

"We just had to fall for that e- eg- egg mat- Fuck! Whats that word again?"

"Enigmatic, Harv."

"Yeah, that damn smooth talker. He talked us right into that date."

"Yeah. He did do that, didn't he.." Harvey sighed looking into the cracked mirror, trying to smooth out the shirt with one hand. Oh, how he can clearly remember meeting him.

"Why hello there, my good sirs. My my, what a wonderful day isn't it?"

Taking a moment to think, or really let the coin make a choice, Harv is the first to respond by whipping his head around.

"What the hell do you want?"

"Why, such a spitfire you are. I'm going say you must be Harv. And that makes the other.."

The ginger in a vibrant green ensemble gestures to the other side of the suit.

"Harvey Dent. And I'm sorry, but I don't think we met?"

"Oh but we have, Mr. Dent. We certainly have."

"I don't remember that shit happening, pal."

"Well, let me spin you the glorious tale of how I remember it."

Taking the open seat across, the oddball of a man sits down, still with no name.

"You both were sat in this restaurant, and I happened to walk in, wanting some good food. Then, I saw you.

The duality of beauty and honesty. How perfection should be. How justice can be so pretty when it looks scared. Just so, amazing and handsome. " He said with a sly grin.

Hearing this, Harvey's side started to flush easily. And he could have sworn Harv's started to warm.

"So, I had to introduce myself as Edward Nymga, as that is my name. And then, we had this marvelous conversation. Of how much we are just so, similar. How we refuse to let anything stop us. Of how we just couldnt stand the state of the world and how we want to fix it ourselves. And then.."

Reaching out to the other's hand on the table slowly, Edward started to lean in.

"Right as I was about to ask to meet again, even if I had to beg or barter.."

The puzzling man leaned closer into their face, lowered his voice to listen to the hitches in their breath.

Suddenly falling back into his seat, Edward sighs sadly with a pout.

"..I woke up. Shame isn't?"

"What?"

".. You mean that shit was-"

"All a fantastic dream. But of course, some dream do come true, don't they Mr. Dent? So..."

Suddenly pulling a card from his sleeve and sliding it across the table, Edward continues.

"I'll be meeting you back here, 7:30 on Friday, right?"

Barely even comprehending what just happened, they lazily flipped the coin in a daze and looks at the side it landed on.

"I suppose."

"I- huh. Wha-?"

"Great! I'll cover dinner then."

Suddenly getting up, Edward starts to walk out.

"Oh, and please wear that red and black suit I've seen you wear before, I find it so lovely. It really brings out your eyes. Ciao Ciao Bello!~"

Snapping back to reality, Harv huffs.

"Can't believe you fucking fell for Harvey."

"Say the one who didn't even understand what the last thing he said was and just went 'you too'."

"Shut the fuck up, school boy, how was I supposed to know he call us handsome in fucking Italian?!"

"Oh, I guess you blasting Bella Ciao a lot more than you should into our ears didn't teach you anything?"

"Just shut the fuck up and help me with the fucking buttons on this thing! It aint exactly easy buttoning this satin suit with one hand asshole. Let alone tie that fucking rose knot you so desperately want to do to impress this guy."

"Hey, that was your idea. You said it, not me."

"I will fucking pull out the coin over this shit again, we already fought over what lacey shit to wear under this."

[it-happened-once-in-a-meme]

Gotham Analysis/Things I Noticed & Theories Masterlist

Repressed Queerness and Queerphobia in Gotham: An Essay (that I'm very proud of 😁) 🏳️‍🌈

How Gotham Characters' Religious Beliefs Change and Oswald Cobblepot's Fear of Hell 🔥

Funny Theory Why Some Nygmobblepot Scenes Were Never Mentioned Again

Nathaniel Barnes Appreciation Post

Jim Gordon's Presentation as a Tragic Hero🤨 (Jim Gordon Slander)

Was Fluffwald!Oswald Cobblepot's Guilt Created by Hugo Strange or Did He Have It Before?

Gotham as a Sports Game ⚽️🔴😂

Why Oswald Cobblepot Sees Edward Nygma's Revenge as a Classic Stage Tragedy but Ed Sees It as a Psychological Horror (+Incorrect Quote) 🎭😱

Why Narrows!Lee Thompkins Has the Time to Wear Make-Up 🙃 (Theory Containing Spoilers About Her Job)

Season 3 Nygmobblepot Theory: Edward Nygma Using Sublimation to Repress his Feelings for Oswald

The Gotham Character Most Likely to Figure Out About Ed's Sultry Hallucination of Oswald (the Answer Might Surprise You 😉)

Canon Physical Nygmobblepot Intimacy in the Mayor Era & Related Headcanons👔

Why Clone!Jim Gordon Was So Inaccurate (Theory)

Worst Hairstyle & How It Hints at Gobblepot

Edward Nygma's Opinion on Pizza Hawaii and Why There's a Pineapple in His Appartment (How I Met Your Mother Style) 🍍

My Question About Oswald's Bad Deed in Season 1 Episode 17

The Unintentional Humour in Season 1 Episode 16 (Charles Van Dahl)

The Sadness in Season 1 Episode 16 (Oswald Cobblepot)

Who Did Jim Gordon Vote For?

Nygmobbelpot Sugardaddy x Sugarbabe Vibes Go Both Ways (like Ed 😉😂)

What kind of a politician I think Oswald Cobblepot would be when it comes to LGBTQIA+ 🏳️‍🌈🤔

Jim Gordon Looking Jealous of Nygmobblepot

Fun Little Gotham Detail (Season 3 Edward Nygma)

Why Oswald Cobblepot Keeps Surviving Being Thrown into Water (Funny Theory)

What Happens When You Look Up IsabellA on the internet (ridiculous conspiracy theory)

Gotham Conservapedia Ridiculousness (Analysis of Homophobic Warnings 🤨) 🏳️‍🌈😂

Edward Nygma went from...to...💀

Different Perceptions of Oswald Cobblepot's Gorgeous Looks

Google's View of Nygmobblepot

More Os at What Cost

Gotham Ship Constellations🌃

Nygmobblepot (& Gobblepot) Girlfriend Parallels

Different Interpretations of Jim Gordon Hallucinating Barbara Kean

Why it would be funny if Ed was in love with Oswald

Fish Mooney Calling her Creator Daddy

Why some people compare Ed and Oswald's clothing style to H&M

Was Edward Nymga Really a Theatre Kid? 🎭

Season 3 Nygmobblepot Close-Up (Edward Nygma Grabbing Oswald)

Small Kristen Kringe & Myrtle Wilson Parallels

Bruce Wayne's parents simply can't die on-screen often enough 😂

Gotham Is Unironically Amazing (But There Are a Few Things that Made Us Criticize It)

[faecaribou]

couldnt help myself

[riddlesandqueries]

I'm just curious and don't need nor want especific details or overstep boundaries.

You are dating a ghost, right? Can ghosts be cuddly? Can you feel hugs?

Thankfully, yes.

James can explain the particulars if he so wishes, but either way, I reap the rewards.

[just-an-enby-lemon]

I'm listening to Tallahassee again and it's genuinally concerning how many songs on that álbum (and songs about the Alpha Couple on general) fit Nygmobblepot.

Oceonographer's Choice in particular fits them so good! A song about a intense moment that could be sex, a dance or fisical fight between a couple that love and hate each other at the same time? The inevitability of failure together with the impossibility of ruining away and ending it all because they love each other?

Also:

"What do I do when I don't have you? When I'm alone in the dark?" = Ed planning Oswald murder

"What do I do when I don't have you? When I finaly get what I deserve?" = Oswald in their final peacefull days after he murdered Isabella. Because if they are going to give a stupid cover up, I will belive Oswald knew Ed would find out sonner or later and was just waiting for it.

[crylbun]

A bunch of sketches from the last week or so w/ @karp-actually’s Jonathan

[jovialjuggernaut-draws]

[justasimplesinner]

STROKING HIS RIDDLE RODDDDD

this came into my house, drank all the milk, anihilated my kneecaps and fucked my wife

[roseprlnce]

share if u wish u had an epic romance like there’s 😍

[thesculptedflower]

Partners in crime / Part 3

@rott3nheart​

Part 3

His smile was so wicked it send shivers down your spine. The beaten down, hopeless version of Ed was long gone, and in his place was this mischievous alter ego who had all the right answers. His hand eased off of your neck and you moved to sit next to him on the couch. You leaned your arm on the back of the cushion, eagerly waiting for this new Ed to properly introduce himself to you. 

’’Dear god it feels good to be me again!’’ Ed exclaimed enthusiastically, getting up from the couch. You followed him with your eyes, your smile never leaving your lips. He strutted to the mirror and took a good look at himself. 

’’Yeah, this needs to change, as soon as possible. You have a terrible taste in clothes.’’ He said to himself, somewhat disgustedly, pulling the black tank top the sad version of him had chosen to wear. You were certain that he was referring to the version of himself that had just gotten pushed back. Sure, he was a little insane, but who in Gotham wasn’t.

’’Help yourself, I’m certainly not complaining.’’ You flirted, taking in every detail of the muscles in his upper body. He winked at you through the mirror, that damn smile still playing on his lips. 

’’And you, Miss Y/N, how can I ever repay you.’’ He said with note of gratitude in his voice, opening up the closet doors and pulling out a very well fitted black dress shirt. 

’’I don’t need much, just for us to continue with our original plan. And maybe for you to stay in my bed afterwards.’’ You replied boldly. Ed cocked an eyebrow, his dark eyes watching you trough the mirror. He turned around, his shirt still unbuttoned from the top, and walked over to behind the couch. He leaned down, his hands leaning against the back of the couch. ’’How humble of you, but who am I to say no to you.’’ He leaned in, pressing his lips against yours, hungrier than he had ever before. He was only building in to the fire that was burning inside you when he bit your lower lip. You let out an involuntary moan, feeling almost desperate for his touch. Ed pulled back shortly, brushing his thumb over your reddened lower lip. He was the opposite of the Ed that woke up still frozen in your bed all those weeks ago, but this was the Edward Nygma you had wanted to work with. He was The Riddler.

’’Eager are we?’’ He teased, his eyes filled with emotions that were hidden far too long. You couldn’t do anything but to stare at him, captivated by this new charm. 

’’Business before pleasure, but after we’ve gotten rid of the Penguin, I’m all yours.’’

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Planning Oswald’s fate ended up being way easier than you had thought. Ed was filled with different kind of brilliant ideas, some that you wouldn’t have come up with in a million years. Watching him work and draw out his plans was like watching an artist creating a new masterpiece. You could feel yourself falling even deeper in love with him, and you could only hope that he was feeling the same way. Riddler had clearly more tough exterior than Ed did, but you were sure that he too had softness inside him. Even the villains need someone to hold on to. 

The final decision on the plan was done relatively quickly, after you had taken a risk offering Victor Fries a hefty amount of money if he accepted to help you. Ed had come up with an idea that he’d in turn freeze Oswald, but he’d make sure that there was no escape. The only problem was that he needed help from the same man who had put him inside his cold cage in the first place. Lucky for you, Victor wasn’t really loyal to anyone, and he needed money for finding a treatment for himself. So when you offered him the money, he was on board. Now you only needed the Penguin.

’’You ready, love?’’ Ed asked, holding a small machine gun up against his shoulder. 

’’More than ever.’’ You replied smirking, loading your own gun with tranquilizer darts. 

Victor was standing quiet behind you, he rarely took part on any of your conversations. Ed grinned down at you and entered to the Ice Berg Lounge. It was pretty late already and the club was empty of customers, Oswald’s men being the only ones left. They were easy enough to take out with the darts, giving you a safe way to Oswald’s office. 

’’Jones, what’s going on in there?’’ Oswald shouted into the silence, sounding like he didn’t really care. But as he didn’t get an answer, his tone grew more worried. ’’Jones?’’

’’Missed me, Oswald?’’ Ed asked as he stepped in to Oswald’s office, scaring the living shit out of him. You and Victor stayed back, not blowing your surprise just yet. You could only imagine the look on Oswald’s face as he saw Riddler standing in front of him, better than ever. 

’’E-ed, I’m so sorry.’’ Oswald started to mutter, clearly terrified for the grudge that Ed held against him. But you knew that Oswald used fear to bluff his enemies, so he could move to a better position, or for example, closer to his gun. 

’’I think it’s a little too late for that.’’ You said, taking your place next to Ed. Oswald’s confusion was so obvious, even he couldn’t hide it. But it didn’t take long for it to turn to anger.

’’I knew it was you! You set him free!’’ He shouted, pointing his finger at you. You let out a catty laughter. ’’Took you long enough to realize.’’ You said meanly. Oswald was furious, refusing to lose to the two people he most hated. He was slowly edging towards the cabinet on the side of the room, but Ed was quick to notice. He fired a few bullets to the ground, only inches from Oswald’s feet. He shrieked and stopped immediately.

’’I know I was an ass to you Y/N! I’m sorry, okay! Why are you helping him?’’ He pleaded, his eyes jumping between you and Ed. You turned your head to look at Ed, who in return turned to look at you. 

’’Because he is everything that you’re not.’’ You said before pulling Ed down by his tie, and kissing him passionately. Though you couldn’t see it, you could feel the bafflement on Oswald’s face. Ed’s free hand was on your waist, and for a moment you feared that Oswald would get his gun, but you knew he was way too shocked to act on it. 

’’You get it now? Hate can really bring people closer together, so I guess I should thank you.’’ You said sarcastically, pressing yourself closer to Ed, his hand still on your waist while the other was aiming the gun at Oswald. He was about to say something, but you didn’t let him. 

’’Victor, you’re up.’’ You called out, and Victor obeyed. Oswald wasn’t getting any breaks. His eyes went wide as he realized what was waiting for him.

’’N-no, no please, anything but-.’’

’’Freeze away, Victor.’’ 

You and Ed watched as Victor shot his icy concoction at Oswald, which quickly reacted with air and build a thick wall of ice around Oswald’s horrified body. It didn’t take too long for Victor to be finished.

’’Thank you Victor.’’ You said, watching him leave the club without saying anything. 

You turned to look at Ed, who seemed to be at peace. He lowered his gun and took a few steps closer, inspecting Oswald’s expression under the ice. ’’Finally.’’ He said quietly.

You walked up to him and placed your hand on his shoulder. ’’What now?’’ You asked.

He turned to look down at you, that distinctive smirk on his face. 

’’Your bed.’’

[gxdsetmxnsters]

I’m sitting here thinking about how much I adore Batman: Assault on Arkham. Particularly due to the fact that Matthew Gray Gubler voices Ed. He needed more screen time than he got. It also just makes me think of more cross-fandom content. Imagine Spencer dressed up at Riddler for halloween. He does have the IQ for the part.

[faecaribou]

Edward, calling Oswald for the eleventh time today: I can’t be bought, but I can b-

Oswald: Jesus fuck Ed can’t you just text your riddles to me?

Edward: But I miss you :(

Oswald:

Oswald, holding back tears: Disgusting go away I’m isolating myself

Oswald: *hangs up*

Oswald five minutes later: What was the rest of the ridd-?

Edward: Love. The answer is love. I love you.

[riddlesandqueries]

Hello Mr. Nygma who do admire the most apart from yourself?

Hmmm. Difficult to say, given that my approval is a particularly high bar to reach for, but I suppose I could tip my hat toward Carl Sagan. I enjoyed watching his programs as a boy, and find his work inspiring to this day, not only concerning the cosmos, but in philosophy and curiosity.