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How do you think the various Riddlers would react to their love interest slipping up and using a term of endearment when speaking to them? (i.e. "honey," "sweetheart," etc.) I can imagine one or two of them insisting they must be crazy for thinking of him as sweet! 😂
I don't know what you heard, but that's not what I said
Edward Nygma X Reader
Hiii omg I'm so sorry for being so late! Hopefully you enjoy still 🥹
💚 Gotham
You know how Edward always naturally assume he's the smartest in the room? Take his arrogant self in a meeting with the Penguin, where he meets you... He doesn't want to admit it, but you're essentially his equal. Not only does he need to vye to be heard oh no no no, he has to deal with you! You who poses as the rival who shoots his ideas down in favour of your own.
"Now, I suggest we take to land by the docks by the east—"
"No I don't think that would work," For the umpteenth time, Edward turns to narrow his gaze at you. You didn't shrink under his glare, just as the others did, they would back away if they were to be subjected under his stare. But you being you, dared to resume. "No offense, but we can't just underestimate this cartel. For all we know they have armed men at the settlement then all our efforts would be for nought."
"I don't see how you'd have those thoughts. Oswald had already--"
"Darling, I think you know by know that people like them tend to be like Oswald... Always coming back. I just don't want to take the risk when you have done so much for this operation, but we can't get cocky as we near the finish line."
His initial reaction with your "darling" remark made him note that you might have meant that sarcastically, condescendingly but the further you spoke, the more he softened... No, you don't mean that... You hate him and he hates you and--
"I'm sorry I keep interrupting you it's just that sometimes you can get overconfident. You're highly intelligent, I admire you so much and I just want nothing but to see you succeed."
You never hated him, nor have you hinted it. It's just that in his envy-tinted glasses, did he view your criticisms as insults, your remarks in planning as challenges, your pet names as patronising. With no Oswald to break you up (or rather, hold Edward down) before asking you to proceed with the planning, you never really got the chance to explain your intentions.
For the first time, he sees just you.
...
💚 Batman Unburied
"Well..." Edward tugs on his collar and clears his throat. He tries to shake off whatever metaphoical bugs fluttering in his brain and even when they continue to loom, he resumes. "North it is."
"Oh dear, you're so fucking stupid. Have you never learn? Ever? How many times do you have to do this, you never listen to me and then you crawl back with your candy ass shot......"
Edward can only sit under you care, his torso being at the process of being wrapped in layers of bandages as you continue to silently grimace and occasionally let out an 'ow'. If this had been the first time, he'd be crying... From your berating, not the wound— this is his first time being shot, actually. He understands how you tend to spew off like this and he has came to see it as endearing. Nothing like being berated while you tend to his injuries and being taken care of for the rest of his recovery. Oh he would know if you hate him, you'd have abandoned him to die... Or have a minor injury, in general.
"On my fucking god, who gave you the idea this is a good plan! Black Mask! Fucking... Black Mask! In what world is double-crossing him a good idea?! No offense, sweetheart, but sometimes I think you think you're way too smart and end up underestimating everyone—"
"Aaaaw, you called me sweetheart~"
"Oh my god, fuck you!"
"Once I recover, I might just—"
"Just shut up!" You sputtered, before returning to his wounds. Though your words hurtful, your hands were gentle on his wounds.
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Ever wanted to hear what some of the Riddlers sound like when they sing? You're in luck! I created a lil compilation of just that! Now, I didn't use all of the Riddlers, just the ones that are either the most notable or ones that I just personally like. Enjoy!
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hello could you do a smut with batman unburried riddler. i love him so much
that would be awesome thanks <3
Baby Girl Driver
Batman Unburied!Riddler x Female!Reader, word count: 2.1k
AH i am so excited to do a bu riddler for the first time on his own, and i hope i do him justice. also i'm sorry for the graphic ;-; i don't know how to make a better one and i just love hasan's lil face
baby girl, you're so off-putting and irritating, and i love you more than life itself, welcome to the club bu riddler i'm sorry for the thoughts i've had about you and the things i'm about to write you into doing 💚
request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi
minors DNI!! 🔞 cw for nsfw stuff: language, fingering
For an entire week you’d been designated driver to the world’s most irritating passenger. But Barbara Gordon had sworn by Edward Nygma’s ability to assist in an investigation of this calibre, and to her credit he had been helpful. When he wasn’t being intensely annoying. Or sarcastic. Or hindering your every effort to solve this quickly. In fact, you were sure he was purposefully trying to elongate the time you’d have to spend together, likely an attempt to avoid going back to Arkham.
“Fuck. I have to pee again.”
“God, Nygma, we just stopped.”
“That was for snackies!”
“And you didn’t think to go then?”
“Well, I was using my time trying to decide what snack I was allowed within my ridiculous budget. And then you yelled at me. So I didn’t think I had time for luxuries such as pissing.”
You rolled your eyes, switching focus back to the road.
“Am I to sit back here and fucking hold it in?”
“Jesus Christ! Alright!”
Pulling over to the side of the road, you both sat in silence, drumming your fingers against the steering wheel.
“Are you gonna-”
“You have to open the door.”
“I swear to…”
Slamming your own door behind you, you made your way around the squad car to the passenger door. He had insisted on riding in the backseat. ‘Like a ride-along. Like you’re my driver.’ It was nice to know he was locked in and couldn’t run, though you knew he wouldn’t. But still, it felt almost degrading to have him locked in there. And yet oddly enough, not degrading for him, but for you. Opening his door, you tensed up at the little curtsy he offered as he scampered into the woods.
“Don’t go too far.”
“If you want to watch me piss, you can just ask! I live in an asylum, remember, it might actually make me feel like I’m at home to have someone staring at me.”
“Please just hurry up.”
"Hey, you're lucky!" He looked back and raised his eyebrows at you, lips curling up in one of his nasty, but weirdly adorable, smiles. "At least I'm not cuffed. Otherwise, you'd have to hold it for me."
"Wow, lucky for us all."
"Yeah, it's a two-hander, baby!" Finger guns aimed at you, he turned at your stoic expression with a huff and disappeared behind a bush. After a few minutes, he trudged back to the car, waiting on you to open the door.
“Are you kidding me?”
“Ooh, someone’s grumpy today!” He flashed a wide grin at you as he opened the door and plopped down on the seat. Closing it hard on him, you got back behind the wheel and peeled out onto the empty stretch of road.
“So…wanna play a game?”
“Absolutely not.”
“You are absolutely no fun whatsoever. How does your poor boyfriend cope?”
“I don’t have a boyfriend.”
“Interesting.”
You waited silently for a cruel remark, or a joke, but it never came. Instead, he leaned forward, fingers poking through the holes in the barrier between front and back, speaking hurriedly.
“Oh! Down that road, turn turn turn! Now!”
“For the love of…fuck!”
The wheels slipped and spun as you made the sharp corner at way too high a speed, finally managing to get back in a straight line, breathing heavily.
“Good for the adrenal glands.”
“You couldn’t have said something a little sooner.”
“I was distracted.”
At the end of the road, there was a small building, one floor. You took the car off the road and behind some bushes, able to see the house and a section of the road you had just been on, but hidden well enough.
“Stake out time!” From the backseat, he finally piped up, annoyingly excited, opening the snacks he had demanded earlier. “You coming back here to join me?”
“Absolutely not.”
“Well, how will I share my snacks with you.”
“I don’t want any.”
“Aw, come on! It’ll be fun, like we’re proper cops!”
“I am a proper cop.”
“Oh, yeah…right. And I’m completely sane.”
“Nygma-”
“Fine, fine. But I have a better view of the entrance from back here. Nice little gap in the trees. Would be a shame if I was too busy burying my face in to my little snackies and missed something.”
“This is a fucking nightmare.” You mumbled it to yourself, before unbuckling your seat belt and shouting. “Fine!” You exited the car, opening the back door where he patted the seat beside him with a vicious little sneer. When you were seated beside him, he thrust the little bag of food under your nose. “No thank you.”
For two hours you sat there, trying to ignore Edward Nygma’s questioning, all of it unrelated to the case you were working on. In fact, since mid-way through the first week of his assistance, he’d seemed entirely uninterested and not as invested in the work as Barbara had insisted he would be. You were beginning to think this was a huge mistake. Although, admittedly, he was fun to be around. Your usual partner was a bit more ‘by the book’ and wasn’t willing to socialise outside of the job. You barely knew anything about him other than his name and the fact that he had been married but ‘for the love of god don’t call her if I’m hurt.’
Nygma was different though. He was strangely open, although you suspected that was a ploy to learn your weaknesses, so you kept a lot in. About himself though, he was more than willing to talk, he was his favourite subject, other than riddles. And thankfully, today, he hadn’t forced any of his riddles on you, not yet at least.
And for the next hour, there was relative silence, other than the incessant crunching from Eddie eating his ‘snackies’. You watched patiently as several cars pulled up from the main road, all stopping outside of the house and waiting. Three of them were there now, and as a fourth pulled up, they all exited their vehicles.
“You watching this, Nygma?”
“Huh…oh yeah! Uh…yeah, seems about right.”
“Ok so who are they!?”
“Oh…so the one that got out of that car there, he’s the uh…leader.”
“The leader? Of what?”
“Of the thing, you know!”
“We’ve been sitting in this car for three hours. You haven’t mentioned a thing. We’ve been working on this case together for three weeks. You haven’t mentioned a leader. What is going on and why are we here?”
“Ok…promise not to get mad?”
“You fucker. You mother fucker!”
“Wait, wait! Before you get mad. I think it’s important for you to take into account that I haven’t told a single riddle today.” He looked at you with raised eyebrows, but you raised your hand and started smacking at his arm and head regardless.
“I have been driving you around for three weeks, at what point were you going to tell me that you had no idea what was going on with this case, asshole?”
“Please stop hitting me I have solved it, all the paperwork is in the trunk in a neat little folder waiting for you to hand it in and take the credit!”
“What!?”
“I’ve…done it all. I knew after like the fifth day. I didn’t think I’d have to spoon feed the answer to you. But to be fair, I have had to be very forgiving with the answers to my riddles.”
A shiver went up your spine. Pure rage. You resisted the urge to punch him, but it was only with every ounce of your being that you managed to stifle the gut reaction. But you kept slapping at him.
“Well why are we still investigating!?”
“Because!”
“Because isn’t a sentence, fuck face!”
“Because I wanted to spend more time with you!”
You hit him even harder, and he jumped back with a petulant little frown.
“Ok, that one hurt.”
“Good! What do you mean? You didn’t want to go back to your cell?”
“No…because I liked hanging out with you.”
“Oh, Edward. At least save me the embarrassment of trying to trick me into thinking this was anything but a selfish little ploy to escape.”
“I mean, I am going to escape, duh. But not yet. I’m having fun.”
“Fun?”
“Yep.”
“What do you mean by ‘fun’?”
“What the fuck do you think I mean by fucking fun?”
You leant back in the chair, head tilted horizontally, trying to understand his words, his motives. Were you going completely insane? It would be one thing to admit to enjoying spending time with him, he had nothing to gain from that. But to begin believing that he had somehow developed a little crush on you was surely a sign that you were mentally unstable. First of all, how could you believe him without knowing you were likely falling for his manipulation tactics? And second of all, if you could admit that you might believe he had a crush on you, then you might also have to face the fact that you had a little bit of a crush on him too.
There was very little time to focus on the little conundrum that was thundering through your mind, as Edward had leaned over in his seat, one arm holding his body up at the angle, the other on your cheek, fingers daring to reach into your hair. His lips, surprisingly soft and interestingly practised, stuck on yours with a pent-up passion, groaning into you. As he pulled back you moved with him before thudding back down into your seat.
“You’re nice to look at and fun to annoy. And I’m nice to look at and fun to be annoyed by, right?”
He didn’t wait for a response, he was leaning back in to you, slowly, eyes never wavering in their gaze, staring deep enough into your very soul that you were no longer sure if you’d even be bothered that he was manipulating you.
“Would it really be so bad if we enjoyed our time together?”
With his lips kissing along your jaw and neck, you managed to mumble out some words, trying to convince yourself more than anyone else that you should let go and sink into this.
“It’s morally…and ethically…mmm….reprehensible…to fraternise with…hmm…prisoners in my…care…god…”
Too late though, because your hands were already running through the hair at the back of his head, pulling him closer into you, moaning in pleasure at the little yelp he made when you bit down on his lip, tugging at it with your teeth, dragging him deeper into the kiss.
Confidently, or arrogantly, you were never sure with him and you didn’t care right now, he began unbuttoning your pants, hands slipping down under the open zipper, fingers rubbing against your folds at the front of your panties.
“Hmm…what’s soft and wet and-”
“You finish that riddle and this ends now.”
“Yes, ma’am.” He winked at you before sliding the fabric to the side, inserting two fingers into you and easing them around, your walls clenching at his dedicated and inquisitive strokes, trying to understand you, to learn what made you moan, what made you grip his forearms.
Pushing his tongue past your lips, he pressed the once gentle kiss into a sloppy make-out session, hungrily lapping at your tongue inside your mouth, all the finesse and restraint of a teenager at a lover’s lane, which you might as well have been, given you were currently being fingered in the back seat of a car.
The sudden realisation of what was happening had the opposite effect to what you thought it might. Instead of being shocked into action, pushing him off and reprimanding him and yourself, you begged him to make you cum, gasping for air, screaming with little to no care of who might hear.
“You’re absolutely filthy, this is a fucking amazing revelation! If I’d known I could have had you this easy, I’d have suggested we fuck at the point of first contact.”
Even at this, with his fingers inside of you, enacting a pleasure on you that you didn’t even think was possible. His digits stroking and pulsing, his thumb pressing against your clit, pressing into it and rubbing from side to side, the way you did it yourself, the way that worked for you, the way he had worked out was what might make you cum. With his lips and tongue and teeth melting into your own to the point where you weren’t sure where your mouth ended and his began. With the cacophony of pleasurable noises you were both making, the moaning, the heavy breathing, the subtle growling. The grinding and grabbing. Even with all of this, he was still managing to be a royal pain in the ass. And that alone was enough to have you cumming around his, his fingers wet with your release, bringing them up to his mouth to lick them off, never breaking eye contact as he did it.
Easing himself back into a more comfortable sitting position, you were aware in your peripheral vision that he had unzipped his own pants, cock hard and thick in his hand, stroking it a few times, quick and hard, before looking over at you.
“Don’t make me spoon feed this to you to. It’s my turn, right?”
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So since I’m still lacking in the department of writing ideas and capability, Arkham riddler is temporarily booted from the writing list
Which means it’s time for a due over!
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Any riddler's
W anti-villain/villain crush getting caught under a mistletoe.
(I can't believe that even though I'm in another hyperfixation I still act like a high schooler having a crush when it comes to riddleman)
Mistletoe trapping
Edward Nygma X Reader
Ooooh 👀 this is bound to get interesting
💚 Young Justice
First of all, HE DIDN'T MEAN TO--
Second of all... The timing was a little too perfect, since he pulled you away to confess but what the fuck, what if you rejected him???
Based on his looks, it was unintentional. Trust me, you'd know, he is looks like he's about to cry. You really can't fault anyone for this, except for those who placed the damn trap from above the doorway.
"Ah-- ahem I— y-you don't— we don't have to—"
"Well, it's tradition," you shrugged, still eyeing the mistletoe with murderous intent. "Let's get this over with."
Gripping a handful of his fist, you tug him closer and press harder than he had anticipated... He knows it was the pent up rage to find whoever placed the damn kiss trap on the door, but he was not about to complain.
Edward had no time to reciprocate, before you were off to consult the cameras to see who decorated this place and give them hell, leaving him red in his spot.
Well... His confession can wait.
💚 Batman Unburied
Ohohoho this magnificent bastard. You know it's intentional.
He's this casual little fucker who will just randomly walk you around when he's rambling, then suddenly he looks up, prompting you to look up as well, then spot the dreaded thing strung up in the ceiling, then you look down to see this bitch smiling in accomplishment.
Pa-simple pa, amputa.
"Oooh~ looks like—"
"I thought you don't like following traditions?" You countered.
"I hate myself, but you don't see me ending it all."
You furrowed your brow at him. "The fuck does that have to do with--"
"Listen, I know several guys, gals and others waiting for us to kiss just so they can drag their unfortunate someone under the very same hall. Now can we?"
Staring a hole through his skull, you relent with a sigh. Edward excitedly puckers his lips and closes his eyes, waiting for your response. Rolling your eyes at his antics, you gave him a peck. He opens his eyes filled with disappointment.
"That's it?"
"Beggars can't be choosers." You shot back at the pouting Eddie, who's game you've beaten. Admittedly, you know you will only stir the fire from within and give him more of a fight to have a proper kiss with you. And hey, while the night's still young.
💚 Gotham
"Mx. L/N?" Peaks the bespectacled dork through the doorway of your office with wide, wandering eyes.
"Yes, Mr. Nygma?" Your head arose from the rows of tall paper work on your desk, only your eyes visible to Edward.
"I was wondering where you were, since everyone's gone home. There's Detective Gordon, Captain, Miss Kringle, Doctor Lee, you, me and..." He recalls from the top of his head, before concluding his thoughts with a nod. "That's it."
"Oh wow... So six of us here, huh?"
"No, it's just what I can name from the top of my head. There are more of us outside."
"Chasing that paycheck..." Or just being responsible servants of the law becHse crime does not pause at Christmas.
"Would you like to join us? Doctor Lee brought sweets."
Wanting to leave your station for awhile, take a break from seeing the same wallpaper peeling away in the corner, you grinned and stretched your arms above your head. "Count me in."
Upon walking out, you began to chat with Edward about the occurrences in the precinct. Events you weren't there to see, since you were always holed up in your office tending to reports.
"And how's Kristen?"
"Oh, she and I, we're just friends. She's right, we get along better that way,'
"Oh my gosh, good for you!" Being away from the center of the building, you often missed out on the recent happenings, imagine your shock to see Edward and Kristen attached to one another. You thought they were together now, but no.
"I know! I'm actually happier at this outcome... I just didn't know how to tell the difference between romantic and platonic back then... Till now..."
"Yeah, can be confusing..."
You trailed off, only to realise you were approaching a section of the building with a mistletoe hanging from a doorway. You hoped Edward wouldn't see it and just continue walking, but it was too late. Edward squints and points at it, even.
"Did you know mistletoe isn't a normal plant? It's parasitic, meaning it has to grow in other trees to survive! Gross in rough clusters, giving the appearance of sprouting magically from tree branches. It takes the nutrients and water from the tree it grows on."
... yeah.
As you stood staring at it, you feel his lips against your cheek.
"And it's a bad luck to not kiss when underneath it."
"You planned this, didn't you?" Cheeky bastard.
"I'm pretty sure it's placed there by Lee and Detective Gordon."
Returning the favour, you press a kiss on the corner of his lip, before dragging him off the hallways before he can process anything.
"Come on, I wanna see what sweets Lee brought."
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So I saw this video with the “baby proof” bowl that stuck to the high chair. It was not baby proof and the baby easily figured it out.
So I immediately pictured Riddler and his S/O trying to feed their child and was wondering if you could write headcanons for some of the different Riddlers for it? (Arkham, BTAS, and Unburied for specifics) Fluff, chaos, and a proud Eddie is all I ask for.
If you’re not comfortable with it that’s fine, just thought I’d request and see what happens.
Gosh this got kinda long…sorry 😅
"Baby proof" The fuck?
Edward Nygma X Reader
You guys are doing nothing but to fuel my baby fever worse and I'm here for it.
💚 Arkhamverse
~ Let's start this by saying: Edward will not be subjecting his little angel through the baby talk, as he claims it sounds patronising and is to be reserved for weak minded people... At least, he won't be caught doing so. It's not patronising if he does it, he insists.
"Now, cheating is a crime that should be punishable be death and death alone. Do you understand?"
"Ba?"
"Indeed. Cheaters such as—!"
"Ba?"
"Batman, yes! Oh you're growing to be a genius!" Edward lovingly snatches your son Eric from his crib and holds him up, the Riddler affectionately nuzzling his forehead against his son's. "Oh yes, you are! Genius like papa!"
~ He was afraid of his father, he does not have the healthiest image of what a father is supposed to be. When he heard you were having a baby, he panicked and thought he was in no way, shape or form, to be a proper father and the first thing he did was to run off, thinking an absent father was better from an abusing one, something he himself wished when he was young.
Upon sitting him down to talk about it, the feeling subsides for a moment. It wasn't easy for him to be in terms of what is going to happen. And then it happened. The baby boy he fears is suddenly in his arms and everything melted for a moment. The first time he heard Eric cry, it wasn't his first instinct to shrink away and leave it to you like he had expected, instead he started rocking the babe to soothe him. After that, he was practically attached to Eric.
~ Feeding the thing... It isn't an easy feat, it's a mess. Instead of feeding from the spoon, little Eric instead grabs it out of curiosity and play with it. Yes, he is also capable of tossing bowls just to see what will happen. It's amusing for a while, but you both would want to feed Eric to get on with it and not waste food.
"Please for the love of--" Edward holds the green spoon near Eric's mouth, only to withdraw it away when the babe attempts to grasp the spoon instead. "No, no! You eat, Eric. Eat."
The Riddler once again, attempts to feed his child. And for the umpteenth time, Eric grabs the spoon instead, making Edward sigh. At least this time, Eric actually shovels the food from his tiny fist and eat from it.
💚 Batman the animated series
~ It's odd to imagine, but gosh do I see him taking a crunchy route once his babies are born. Like this guy becoming so conscious about certain chemicals and substances in every day objects that are... Lethal to a degree, but watered down, you get what I mean right? I mean, he is not taking the full route of being a crunchy parent, he is Edward 'The Riddler, former video game programmer, avid instant noodles enjoyer, technology enthusiast and expert' motherfucking Nygma, not Poison Ivy.
And when your little angel Eden was born, as much as he can, strays away from chemically strong materials.
"No wet wipes, pacifiers are questionable, don't let that near my baby. A toy? A-A plastic toy? I don't think so." - Edward to Harley when she asked what she can gift to Eden.
~ He came to accepr the responsibility of fatherhood when you came to him about it. He even thought it was about time and quite frankly, even if he was unsure, he was a little excited.
~ He thought that the baby proof baby bowl's are not up to his standards. First of all, the chemicals in that thing and second of all, it should be green. And so he constructs his very own version like the Riddler being Riddler. And when it came to test it, well...
The curious darling that is Eden, of course, easily got the device unstuck and tossed it away. Thankfully, there wasn't any food in there since you were just at the testing phase, but it makes it clear to you that your baby is a handsy little thing. But it did not dismay Edward from trying again, instead, he takes it as a learning opportunity! He shall invent a baby proof sticky bowl his grabby little Nygma can't toss away!
💚 Batman Unburied
~ There is this underlying feeling that your daughter might grow up as a daddy's girl, due to the fact that you're starting to see she is a touch more clingy when it comes to her father. Not that she hates you, oh she loves you... Not as much as her father, though. And Edward is going to be flaunting and taunting you with it.
~ Edward was excited to become a father, the moment you told him the news, in fact, had began brainstorming E names for his baby. And when Ella was born, he was attached to her. It would take you both hands and colourful threats to get your turn to hold your baby. But it really is heartwarming to see him bond with his child, just a sight to melt at because she might be the only thing he will not roast all to hell. Not yet, maybe.
~ The feeding shenanigans. He was fucking amused to see Ella grip the trusted baby bowl and effortlessly lifted off the table before she threw it away, Edward took pictures of it to commemorate it. Edward has undoubtedly collected myriads of photos of Ella, he's that dad.
The man found ways not to find this irritating at all, so he found ways to feed Ella. This girl is getting her nutrition, one way or another and the bowl tossing will not deter him at all. King of Riddles and Puzzles, what's a bowl-tossung baby to him?
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Think of me fondly
Batman unburied Riddler X Reader
Batman's sidekick find themself spilling like a dam in front of the Riddler.
Just a lil drabble, sitting in my drafts for far too long.
Batman is going to kill me.
You re-emerge from Gotham river with a gasp and an unconscious cane-twirling, riddle-loving crook in your arms. Pulling yourself into the threshold of the docks along with the man, you felt a shiver hit your skin... That's when you realised you've also lost your mask from the escape.
He's going to really kill me...
After disobeying him and running after the Riddler alone, whilst an ongoing shoot out with ricocheting bullets and a crowd of goons, you have now find yourself fucked. Not following orders from Batman is one thing, but not following orders from Batman when he's really angry? It gave out corporal disciplinary actions from parents vibes, you might as well be dead to him after this. It felt dumb, because you were no longer a child.
You were already under scrutiny after breaking a goon's collarbone that one night. You didn't mean to, it was just that he pointed and shot at Batman, what other choice did you have? Not only that, you were dosed with the fear toxin prior to that encounter.
The antidote did its work to pull you out of the hallucinations induced by the Scarecrow's recent concoction, but it left a dent in your mind. The things you've seen during those suffocating moments, you remember wanting to take a plunge at the building you were on.
All this cape-twirling, cable-swinging, building-jumpings, crime-fightings... Its effect on the body and mind you see in Bruce, you were scared he was going to die and you wouldn't be able to stop it. You didn't have to break the lackey's collarbone when he shot at Bruce, but you were scared that he would hit him, kill him.
Huh... Now you see why Alfred insists you take psychological evaluation. Maybe you aren't in stable state of mind to be doing this right now.
In your arms is an unconscious Edward Nygma, whom you have dove in an active bullet crossfire in between his men in green, the police and Penguin's men, who have held him captive for double-crossing them... Something Batman had barked at you not to do and yet you did, hence why you're a dripping mess and in possession of a Riddleman.
"Hey," you pat Riddler's cheek to wake him up. You pat him again. Nope, not even a twitch. You repeat the process, barely holding back the smack that had his eyes shooting up.
"OW!" He whines, rubbing his reddened cheek. "What the hell is that for?!"
"To know if I will be bothered to perform CPR."
The Riddler's jaw-dropped at the audacity. "You know you could have just listened to my breathing, right?" And besides, CPR is an outdated practice.
"Whatever, you're awake. I'm taking you to Commissioner Gordon--" wait... Fuck.
In a desperate attempt to cover up any semblance of your identity, you threw your cape over your head.
I am so dead.
"Oh honey, as if I didn't see your face up close already. Give it up." You can practically hear the eyeroll from his tone. "And besides, I don't even know you. You're not that interesting under the cowl."
Before you can ponder about that, he then asks,
"How old are you, by the way?"
You furrowed your brows at him. Why the hell does he wanna know?
He rolls his eyes after reading your way expression. "I'm not trying to figure out what your identity is, I'm just genuinely curious." You told him. "Huh... Younger than I thought. Tell me, is Batman really employing children?"
"You and I are the same age!" You unintentionally snapped, leading you to slack out of guilt.
God, how would you know if he wouldn't tell on you?
"You wouldn't tell... Would you?" You were fearful to meet his gaze. This aren't the types of questions you can just ask, it felt humiliating more than ever. It was obvious that--
"No. That wouldn't be as interesting. In fact, I find it insulting that your idiocy had outed you when I could have found it out myself, now that would be satisfaction at its finest-- but it wouldn't particularly benefit me, these games aren't so exciting anymore when the mystique of the mask is lifted and revealed...." He continues on and on about it and all you could do was to stare at him with squinted eyes. "Besides, it feels anticlimactic to find that the little brat following Batman around isn't as interesting as he is, I mean, no offense but I don't really see your face anywhere, unlike your big papa Bruce Wayne--"
"What?" For the first time, you looked up at him with wide eyes.
Edward laughs at your expression, oh how priceless. You think that he wouldn't have Batman's identity figured out when he was practically everywhere?
"See, this is why I didn't recognise you at all, you are a nobody without the mask, as to Bruce Wayne....."
He goes off the tangent again, as you discreetly reach for a throwing knife in your utility belt. He knows of Bruce's identity, that can't be good. He can very easily do something about that intel that will ruin the Batman... And you can't have that.
".... Now it wouldn't be fun if the others knew, now would it?"
He wouldn't tell? At all?
His statement had you slowly retracting the blade in your belt, all the while, he continues rambling, which only sounded nothing but gibberish to you. Your own thoughts were racing and you couldn't keep up with them, nor Edward's declarations.
Though, you managed to croak out, "How long have you--?"
"Since the first encounter. It was easy, really. Especially when you have abundance of time and been reading the same magazine in Arkham." Edward looks over you, finding you stiff and staring a hole to your shoes, figure still dripping from the dive.
What could you possibly thinking, surely you weren't hurt at the fact that he called you a nobody... Right? He's not the type to usually apologize for his bluntness not did he recognise the fact that he was hurtful with his words, but your expression had him feeling sorry for you and he was confused about it. Maybe it's the fact that he sees a person underneath the cowl instead of the obnoxious little tag-along he perceives them to be. He never saw H/N's face flush and eyes dulled and down, the ever-so persistent fist thrower slumped, hugging their knees to their chest like a little kid.
This person (who claims to be his age) who had dove head-first to an active shooting grounds, kidnap him from his kidnappers and swam to get away from it all... Saved his life, he begrudgingly supposes.
"You're not... Sad because I called you a nobody... Right?" It's ridiculous because he has called you worse during regular battles. He has picked up a thing or two from locker room talk during high school.
"No?" You squinted at him. "I've heard worse." And why would he be concerned all the sudden?
"Then what's wrong? Aren't you gonna take me to Commissioner Gordon?"
"I'll... Just stay here for a bit..."
Before Edward can respond, you clipped a handcuff on his wrist and cuffed the other on yours. Just a guarantee he won't escape as you take a break from everything, Edward wasn't pleased at all.
"It's just that... I wish everything would come to a halt for a moment, you know? Everything is so... Fast paced and eventful and it's tiring," you disregard Edward and his complaints whilst he tries to find his way around the handcuffs, tugging and picking at it, as you resign yourself to sigh and stare idly at the rushing waters from the dockyard. "It's... Vigilante life for ya. I live to save lives of others. But sometimes I can't save myself.
"Just yesterday, Batman... I guess you now know him as Bruce, was almost killed if I didn't intervened and because of that, I almost killed someone. Then the day before that, I almost died of overdose from Scarecrow's fear gas and I don't know, it messed me up... Increased some brain chemicals, so I guess I have some sort of imbalance. And just... Everything is so overwhelming."
At this point, Edward had stopped trying to tug his wrist out of the cuff. Instead, he just stares at you with a glare. Jesus fucking damn it, there you are unloading emotional luggage while dripping wet, in a cold, windy night. For once he was surprised with himself in how he can keep his mouth shut for this while. He would have taken over, but he listened somehow. Even when you stopped speaking, he didn't try to fill the silence with some babbling. He noticed how relieved you are to be soaking in some sense of tranquility for once, as you closed your eyes and feel the cold air nip against your wet skin.
He supposes he has gone soft for the Bat's sidekick, the annoying little thing. He liked getting to fight you, how you were quick on your feet, on your wit, how sharp you are. He fucking hates it, but he will admit that you're smart enough to resort to simple means to defeat him and his riddles instead of standing around to listen to his villain monologue. He hates you... But he is also fond of you.
Well fuck, he may be an asshole but he's an asshole with a heart.
"I'm not even supposed to be here right now. Bruce told me to lay low for a while..." So imagine just how much you were piling on against him. "I didn't listen, clearly and now I'm unloading emotional baggage on some guy who saw my face for the first time."
"Gotham's hero, lady's and gentlemen," he dryly remarks. But he supposes not all heroes wear capes, this hero happens to be keeping the lid of their sanity as tight as a jar of pickles, not all of them are models of mental health. Why would anyone take a look at the Batman and his sidekick and go, 'ah yes, these two are definitely sane.'
Oh and the nerve of you to call him "some guy", he is clearly more than that he always makes sure... But he didn't speak of it. A part of him wants to keep you talking, or at least, keep you. With his usual antics of speaking up, he knows it would snap you out of whatever reverie you are in and wheel his ass back in Arkham and so he kept his usual self at below the average.
You sighed. "Did you know how much of life I missed? Loved ones birthdays, important events that they're mad at me, favourite bands and artists' concerts, all that— my own birthdays... I don't want to say it out loud because I know Bruce had it worst and I don't want to seem... I don't want to come across as... I..." You struggled to put it into words, the dread of these words that were locked away bursts your thoughts and made its way pass your lips, you'd think you would be shun with thinking such a thing. "I don't know... That I'm not loving the hero life?"
Though half-baked, it finally felt good to let it out. Not only that, you weren't greeted with the sight of the disgust you were envisioning in your head, the reason why you often brushed these thoughts aside. Edward only sat attentive and understanding, he can't blame you for feeling that way at all.
"There's nothing wrong to feel that way."
"You really think so?" You find yourself stunned that Edward "The Riddler" Nygma would get you of all people, let alone, for him to be the first person you'd confide in about the long-held thought.
He nodded in response. You clearly need a friend who understands you.
You sink at the feeling of relief. In hindsight, you just made a friend out of one of Gotham's rogues. Taking a breather, you unlocked your cuffs and stood.
"Right. I've talked your ear off," you pocket the handcuffs and took a communication device from your belt. Pressing a few buttons, static emits from this device and Edward braces himself.
"Where are you?" A deep voice from the comm link rumbles from your very core. You didn't know whether you shivered from the cold, Gotham air and the wetness of your form or the mere effect of Bruce.
You cleared your throat. "The docks. I lost him."
Edward's eyes widened. Ohohoho, really now?
"Stay there."
With that, the link ended and you untense in relief. Turning over Edward, you gave him a look.
"Not a word. I'm letting you go," That should make you equal. "Stay out of trouble."
He scoffs. Does he look like he'd abide by that? But then again, laying low for awhile is a plan.
"Toodles~!" He skips off.
After his departure, you were anticipating the feeling of regret to creep in... It didn't. Instead, you were looking forward to seeing him again. Just what was that encounter was something you could have never ever foreseen, but then again, he is an Enigma.
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Baby fevers
Edward Nygma X Reader
So. I met and got the chance to hold my baby nephew today. My stupid female self is sending chemicals in my brain to get a child. Thoughts drifted to me writing the Riddlers' dealing with baby fever, so enjoy 💝
💚 Gotham
It's not normally what he thinks of, but he has dealt with children perhaps a few times in his life. For one, he was a reliable babysitter in his neighbourhood when he was a teen! Taught a few kids about setting things on fire-- oh-oh! There was Martin!
Children of his own though... Crossed his thoughts once or twice, but brushed it off after his mind drifts elsewhere. But upon seeing a baby with you, he began to seriously consider it. In hindsight the feeling is short-lived, it'll disappear eventually.
... he initially didn't want to hold your new nephew, but why not? He's being trusted by your cousin and so he does not see any reasons not to oblige.
"Such a curious little thing ooop-! Aheh, those are my glasses!"
Yes, those are his newly cleaned spectacles now smeared with baby finger prints... He forgives the little one, he can't blame the baby being fascinated-- curiosity is a great pathway for knowledge and knowledge is wealth!
His first instinct was to smile at the little babes, his curled finger gently touching the child's chin. Oh he wouldn't be complaining if he's assigned as babysitter, no sir.
He can't have a baby of his own... Yet... But he's happy to settle and watch your nephew with you!
💚 Arkhamverse
It's not what he typically thinks about, rarely or never at all. A child? From him? No. Absolutely not. Never ever.
...
God but why is he melting at the sight of you meeting your baby nephew for the first time and how you held him? And the fact your cousin's teased you you're ready to parent simply because you managed to hold the baby properly for the first time???
When your cousin turned to Edward and asked of him if he wants to hold your nephew, oh he tensed. Before the Riddler can respond, you were already passing the little lad to him, the fragile bundle in his arms who shares semblance from your family where he saw a shred of your appearance.
Your cousins were cooing at the sight of Edward being tensed, gently telling him to relax. You can't even begin at how Edward was at the verge of panic when the baby made a noise in his arms, and panic he did, looking over the mother and you with fear in his eyes. Soon, he began to settle into relaxing, subconsciously tilting his head to observe the baby in his arms.
When they had to take your nephew, Edward felt as though he'd stubbornly insist to hold it still... But he had to let him go because he just got into your cousin's good graces and he wouldn't want that to be revoked.
He's in denial about the baby fever. "Me? Sick with baby fever? You're delusional."
💚 Young Justice
Children... Yeah, no thanks.
First there's his childhood and its unspeakable horrors, probably some of them repressed for his own sake, then there's this fear wherein he'd become the pentapod monster he views his parents as a child and once jokingly promised the blood line ends with him.
And children? Oh lord, children. He fights them on a daily basis too. Those slippery little brats that fusses and screams and-- *shudders*
So yes, no thanks.
...
'Okay but can I still take a look at Y/N's nephew--'
He had made his stance clear that he isn't fond of children and he stands by it, and so you respected him and didn't let him hold the child at all. He was content of seeing it from a distance, but weirdly enough, he grew nearer and nearer when you held your nephew until he was draping an arm around you and sticking a finger out, hovering and hesitant to touch the babe.
Edward was a bit stunned when you held closer and lifted the little one just enough for him to be able to reach for Edward's finger and curl his tiny hand around it.
Let me tell you, Edward.exe stopped working.
Suddenly the thought of children does not seem to be so bad.
💚 Batman Unburied
Children are not his cup of tea, but he supposes they're great elbow rests. I mean, he tolerates them enough. You cannot leave him with a child, he might teach the kid some colourful words to surprise their mom's with.
You know how you are the favourite cousin of your cousin? Edward is taking that spot and become the favourite just to spite you and in result, he is going to one-up you. Baby gifts? Oh look at him, he would make the best uncle! Hospital bills? Tee hee, no problem! He just an annoying shit trying to one-up you, but that wasn't the only reason! He really does want to get accepted in the family, he loves you okay?
Oh he is bragging about being your nephew's favourite uncle when the little thing grows up, but when the time came to hold the child, he was backing up against a corner. He knows there's a certain part of him that's dangerous and he's scared of being entrusted to babies. Children at the range of toddlers, preadolescent and adolescents? That's fine! He can just hand them an iPod and he won't worry about a thing, but a baby?
It took time to coax him and get him comfortable to hold a child, most of what he needed were reassurance and he was a little convinced and hesitate, but not enough for him not to agree to hold the nephew. At first he was tensed, brows furrowed and eyes were looking over you and your cousin to ask whether he was doing something wrong... Then he settled on his nerves and began to appreciate the kid.
Huh... He wants to protect this thing and kill whoever dares to impedes his dreams.
Suddenly, his worries flushed away and his flamboyant act returns, he is now determined to be your nephew's favourite uncle and there is nothing stopping him.
"Aren't you a cute little thing? Ooh yes you are! Yes you are, look you~"
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So I just read that post about what the Riddlers smell like (and I'm glad we can all agree that Arkham!Eddie needs to be thrown into the shower!🐀) Any headcanons on what scents they might like on their partner? 🤔
The Riddler's favoured scents on their S/O headcanons
Edward Nygma X Reader
I love the way you think, Mun 👀
It is now once again time to run around the house to sniff perfumes 🤧
All I can say is the fact that they have on thing in common-- is the fact that your perfume shouldn't be too overwhelming.
💚 Gotham
No, omg 'coz I just remembered that this dude canonically sniffs people by the back of their necks like a creep. But anyways, I bet he tries to guess what fragrance do you wear, by watching you and sniffing your neck when you walk away— which is yes, bordering on creepy stalker guy status and I can't blame you if you think that's fucken creepy. Because it is, regardless of his intentions. Once he's figured what you use, depending on his current budget, he'd buy and gift it to you.
But that didn't answer your question 😅
He happens to be fond of cooking, baking to be precise. Perhaps some vanilla, oh! Shea butter. He likes Shea butter. Cleopatra apparently loved shea butter. There is a mention of caravans of clay jars filled with shea butter for her use. It’s also said that this luxurious ingredient was beloved by the Queen of Sheba and Nefertiti. But yeah, Shea butter.
💚 Young Justice
Of course, nothing too overwhelming but let's be honest, he wouldn't care about himself if you happen to spritz yourself 37 times from head to toe. Nausea? No, it's just him getting drunk of your presence. But if you choose something subtle, something that won't kill him, he finds something citrus or fruity scents in general soothing. But he doesn't mind about which scent you use either way.
Like when you'd hug him after a long day, he'll bury himself in your hold and breathe you in, before clinging closer. Maybe stop the pricking tears from the corner of his eyes when that particular day was extra rough on him.
💚 Arkhamverse
As Riddler simps, we really need to bond together. How about we abduct the Riddleman and lock him in the shower? You know, for team building? Great! I'll get the duct tape, you guys hold him down. I neglected to mention that this guy probably uses 3in1 bath products. So let's make sure to give him proper shampoo, conditioner and soap. Maybe throw in some skin care.
But jokes aside, let me tell you, this man is addicted to your scent. When you're gone (let's not kid ourselves here, when he's gone), he looks for your warmth, your touch, your fragrance. He'd grow extra fucking hissy when he misses you and in his frustration of getting constantly side tracked due to his longing, tantrums will be thrown in the workshop until you go there to undo whatever damage he's done to his environment, and himself.
And the instant you got near, he is latching himself on you. Good luck prying him off.
He likes musky scents, maybe throw in some floral scent to it. Something calming, perhaps lavender or Arabian jasmines (Sampaguita, to my fellow countrymen). He never knew he liked floral scented things, it was an accidental find.
💚 Batman the animated series
BERRIES! The scent of berries and cinnamon. Not necessarily mixed together, but perhaps separately. Oh, and caramel and coffee.
Perhaps it was something he's fond of when he was still downing the berry flavoured energy drinks and caffeine to substitute his need to sleep during tumultuous hours in college, but he really does love the scent.
He is also inhaling the scent of his significant others when hugging them and it really makes him think about how lucky he is that he finally has someone who loves him. In a way that he doesn't question their every actions, whether they have hidden intentions behind kind gestures, that something sinister his behind your sweet smile... But no, you genuinely just love him, with no personal agenda at all.
💚 Batman Unburied
Yeah, every iterations of Riddlers have not given a kind touch in their life. He attained some sort of trauma from a scent, an expensive musk worn by one of the guards in Arkham that regularly would regularly degrade him so whenever he smells this certain scent, he'd have an anxiety attack.
But anyways, favourite fragrance on his significant other... Well, the scent of chai doesn't fail to soothe him and I think there are some perfume with hints of ginger flower and almond cream, I think he'd be really into that.
Developing his acute sense of smell towards a person wearing a particular scent he hates, he also can smell when you're near if you're wearing the chai perfume and he will be instantly running in your arms. Like the other Riddler's, he will fucking cry if you just embrace him in your arms, he will cling tightly and just grip your flesh, you'd feel his nails dig in your skin. Damn... Let's all gather the Riddlers and just hug them.
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Idk if you've written this before but may I please have some jealous riddlers 💕 thank you
Jealous? Me?
Edward Nygma X Reader
I love the way you think, anon 👀
Also, I didn't expect to go in a slightly angsty route, but hey, here it is.
💚 Arkhamverse
He likes to think he never gets jealous, why would he? It's not as if one can reach his level, match the likeness of his calibre, why, he'd laugh at the faces who think they will ever have the intention of making him feel inferior by trying their chances with you. Like I said, that's what he likes to think.
It's not that he's crazy possessive, but he is crazy possessive. Not in the objectifying way, no, he respects you to even consider you as a mere pawn, disposable whatever— you're his equal! And those who try to take his equal will be batman bait!
It's easy to spot when he's jealous. For one, he doesn't get jealous when you show clear signs of being uninterested, dismissive even, he knows not to feel shitty about himself. But when it's those he knows are better than him, as much as he denies it because he believes he's the best of the best, oh gosh he will seethe.
Those who seems to be less than he is in terms of being problematic, less bratty and irritating, extremely emotional with no proper way of releasing it without destroying a whole room and cursing your existence... Those who would most likely take care of you then you take care of them.
💚 Gotham
He will boil in silence, simmer for about a minute and be distant, then spill over, tears and all. He's angry with himself that he can't be a man who will take care of you and try as he may, he will never aspire to the level he wants.
And in his despair and inability to reflect about himself, he turns against you. He blames you for cheating on him, just as the others were doing to him. And it will take a lot to convince him otherwise.
Petty and passive aggressive.
The "Why don't you spend more time with N, clearly you like them better" type of jealous.
At this point, which of the Riddler iterations do not have self-esteem issues?
At first he'd be angry at you, then the third person, then he'd pander about why you'd rather 'hang out' with the other person, realise he might be the problem. Was he too clingy? Is it the fact he tends to be overwhelming? Then he'd start feeling sorry for himself and lock himself in a room where he might cry himself to sleep, spiral into a self-loathing bender until someone pries him out of it.
Come along to reassure him that no one will replace him and that you forgive him for snapping at you, even then the damage is done. Self-loathing, to a degree, is harmful to one's self but it's the way they handle it. He hates himself, that he wants to change himself as well instead of just wallowing in it, especially if you were there to reassure him. You don't deserve this version of him, he knows, and so he thrives to change.
He'd become more understanding of you and perhaps less jealous. There's still a tinge of it sometimes, but it's not as worse and he's working on it.
💚 Batman Unburied
Here's the fun thing— he doesn't.
First of all, it takes long for him to get into a relationship with you and the whole thing was a matter of 'Will they or won't they' due to trust issues. Because in the rogue circles, one cannot be trusted wholly. You never knew when you swore oaths to watch each others back, only for them to have a knife against. So you best be prepared to bring your gun to this knife fight.
Anyways, it took long for him to feel comfortable of the concept of commitment and comfort... At the early stages of the relationship, with zero labels, he was worried you were disloyal... Not in the "What if they're cheating on me" kind of disloyal, but "What if they're a spy sent by whoever rogue I double-crossed that is catered to my type and is planning to enact revenge on me" kind of disloyal. He's had way too many types of those relationship... Not specifically as stated above, but let's just say he's been betrayed.
But when he's tested the waters, he was happy to simply stay in it, not wanting to leave. It was the best goddamn thing and he's going to cherish it forever.
He wouldn't settle in a relationship if he has doubts about the relationship, even the littlest tinge of jealousy. When he is in a relationship with you, he knows you well, and he doesn't have to worry about anything at all.
Come on, who would be dumb and desperate to settle for those who make them question the validity of a relationship when you witness your other half interacting with another? Not him.
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Jandjdjjf can you add Gotham and Dano Riddlers to the “Thanks Dad” pile?
Thanks dad II
Edward Nygma X Reader
Sure do! Also, I'm adding in Batman Unburied Edward if you don't mind 🥰
Part I
💚 Dano
He knows how to handle them. And when he heard you have a child, he's neutral about it and he is willing to include them in the package of your relationship. He was around children was the time he was a child himself, having to look after the young ones when the adults would neglect them and he had no choice. By the time he moved out of the orphanage, he was a little guilty to leave the children behind... But he trusts some of the children there has taken after him to take care of the others.
Your little one in particular, Trish, a seven year old who does not talk all that much due to her timidity has had issues communicating to certain people, including Edward, something he doesn't mind, in fact he totally understands this. And so, he was patient dealing with the little girl, making sure she was comfortable around him first. When he found out she's taken a interest to technologies, he wastes no time to show her around the ropes! Let them start young, as you do.
And so while he was dissecting a CPU, Trish was seated on his lap, attentive and nodding along, pointing at certain parts to question what their function was, something Edward answers with glee and simplifies the terms.
"And this is the fan, it helps cool down the machine and keep it from overheating. Because once it overheats, the computer may no longer work."
"Can it be fixed?"
"In some cases, it can be."
"Can you fix it?"
"Why, I'm no expert, but I know my way around them."
"Can you teach me, dad?"
... Pardonne moi???
"O-Of course, pumpkin."
"Thanks dad!"
Excuse him, he needs a moment...
"What does this do?"
Or not, he still gotta teach his daughter.
"T-that's uh..." He began explaining the parts as calm as he can, grinning from ear to ear and his chest tightening with giddy. Oh dear.
💚 Gotham
He doesn't mind them at all! Children are fascinating creatures, just magnificent little gremlins, a show of how people possess an innate capacity to learn, he loves the curious little buggers and their questions, he can just talk to them all day long. And when he found out you have kids, oh dear lordy, he is now their dad! ... If they want to.
Your kids include Jolyne, a nine year old who has a tough exterior but is also seen as sweet and thoughtful, independent and polite... to some people. Then there's the younger one, a five month old Johanna, whom Jolyne is fiercely protective of. And Edward all here for it, he adores both JoJo's.
Jolyne, acknowledged the fact that cooking is an essential chore she wants to take the burden of your back and Edward's, one day tugs on Edward's pant leg and ask him to teach her how to cook... And who could say no to her?
"Okay now this is when some learners can be afraid of trying and that's okay, I still am scared when putting food in boiling oil. But I'm here with you just in case something goes bad."
You watch from the kitchen counter as Edward assists your nine year old child in front of the stove, while you have baby Johanna hoisted on your hip. The little one hasn't even grown enough to reach the stove, prompting them to stand atop a stool to cook. It was immensely amusing to you at the fact Jolyne wanted to learn things such as these, just further displaying her independence. You also find it adorable the fact your boyfriend lying about still being afraid at boiling and splashing when he's seen him barely flinching at the face of death.
"It's okay, just slowly place the salmon in, gently then we'll put the lid on, alright?"
"Alright, dad. On the count three?" Jolyne glances at Edward for reassurance, in which he nods and snakes his arm around her waist.
"Okay, okay... One, two--" Wait... did she just call me dad?
He was preoccupied to properly assist Jolyne to lower the fish, resulting for the salmon to belly flop in the pan rather harshly than he had expected. But before anything bad can happen to Jolyne, Edward was quick on his feet to hoist her away from the splashing oil before putting the lid on.
"Sorry, my hand slipped." She glances at Edward.
"N-No, it was my fault Jolyne um... So we just have to wait until it's cooked, them we can flip it over."
💚 Batman Unburied
Children aren't exactly his thing, but he'd babysit them if he were to be paid! In your case however, well, of course he'd watch over your gremlin without payment... Unless you want to 👀
Anyways, the darling babe is a twelve month old human named Atasha. Touchy little thing, likes pulling hair and whatever it can get it's hand on. Maybe he should start referring to her as 'it', first...
But anyways! Crucial language acquisition stuff, he knows the bab should be able to say a word by now and in preparation, he has repeated a word to her, "dada." So far, she has been babbling incoherent gibberish and pointing at things, and she is good at making her feelings known. He is determined for her first word to be "dada" instead of you, just to spite you for fun.
"Hello my sweet little gremlin, how was sleep?" He playfully crouches by the crib and pokes the babe's cheek through the gaps. The bundle of joy squeals, bringing a smile to Edward's face before he reaches for the newly awoken thing and lifts her to his hip. "Did you miss dada?"
"Dada!"
He short-circuits.
He did not expect that.
At all.
Uh...
"Dada!"
"Oh my fucking god, you said it! HAHA! Take that, Y/N!" He smacks a hand over his mouth upon realisation. "Shit—! damn it!"
"Dada!"
"Don't remember those words, Tasha..."
"Dada!" She repeats.
"Yes, I am!" He squeals, pinching her cheek before placing a kiss on it. "Alright, let's feed you before Y/N gets home. Heheheee~ wait till they hear you."
"Dada!"
"Mhmm, I agree."
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Omg! Could I please ask for something soft with Btas/gotham/young justice/unburied riddler? Perhaps they catch you in a quiet moment where you think you're alone, aka singing or dancing to yourself. Love your work, thank you so much 💝
Little moments
Edward Nygma X Reader
Ooooh, those silent moments you fill with either sounds or movements! I live for those omg
💚 Gotham
There was nothing like the feeling of taking your shoes off by your front door at the end of a tiring shift from work. Edward did not rush to take his shoes off, no simply kicking his shoes off as nudging it aside, no, he takes the time to unlace his shoes and neatly set it aside for tomorrow.
He would typically announce himself when he would arrive home, but it was kate and he figured you were sleeping by now. Quietly setting his baggage aside, hanging his coat and scarf, he was a touch confused why the lights were still on... Unless...
He treads lightly and peeks from the threshold of the kitchen to see you tending to some dishes with headphones on, your head and hips swaying to whatever music you were listening to. If Edward were to lean at the slightest, he would make out the faintest hint of what you were listening to.
It's so precious to see you like this and he could honestly watch you all day doing this... But he would like his scheduled kiss, please.
Gently knocking on the door, he catches your attention almost immediately, as you haphazardly yank your headphones and hang them by your neck, before turning to face Edward. Glee lights your features and Edward takes this as is cue to come forward and claim that kiss.
"Eddie! You're back!" You lean over to press your lips against his cheek, before continuing with the dishes. "How was work?"
"Well I got to dissect a cadaver today! Well, until the coroner caught me......." As Edward went on about his day, seating himself by the counter while you do the dishes, smiling endearingly at him.
💚 Young Justice
Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck--
He haphazardly reaches for his phone from his pocket, making his way through a wave of passerby's on a busy Friday. Flurries of 'sorry's and 'excuse me's flew from his mouth in a panic while simultaneously hunting your contact number in his phone list, wincing at the amount of 'where are you?' texts from you.
Thirty minutes. You've been waiting for THIRTY MINUTES OH MY GOD HE US SUCH A MONSTER--
"Hey," your light voice speaks through the speaker after a series of rings.
"HI! UM..." Edward ears his throat for a moment when he felt a certain tightness in it that will possibly result to an embarrassing voice crack. "I am so so sorry I'm running late right now! I-I'm on my way! I promise I'll be there soon!"
"No need to apologize. I was actually worried you wouldn't come."
"I will! Just a little longer, okay? Gosh I'm such a idiot, sorry I didn't mean to be late! I-- fuck um... I'm so sorry I'll be there soon."
"No no, don't apologize. Be safe."
"Okay. Bye."
💚 Batman the animated series
Despite your reassurances, he figured it was best not to take advantage of your saintly patient and step on it. He pockets his phone and shoves himself through the crowd.
Let me tell you, he practically sprinted out of the subway when he finally arrived and he spots you outside a café, hands on his knees and in need of breath. Your back was turned, evidently oblivious to the world with your headphones on. He gathers himself first by catching his breath, before he treads forward to meet you.
Upon approaching, he can hear the faintest singing coming from you. At first he was a touch hesitant to tap your shoulder, wanting to hear more of your voice, but he figured he had already made you wait for long. Getting over it, he taps your shoulder.
You immediately placed your headphones around your neck and turned behind you with a smile. "Eddie! You're here!"
... of course he would, couldn't miss it for the world.
You just bought a new house and what great way to celebrate it by making a competition? A design your own office competition, where you had managed to drag a mutual friend to judge. Now, despite the competition, Edward was nothing short but a gentleman who helped you carry objects to your office and maybe take a peak from your office to better improve his.
As he was taking a small break to wait for his first layer of paint to dry (painted his walls a shade of green, of course, sage green to be exact), he figured to look upon yours for funsies. Nonchalantly wandering over the halls and leans upon the door frame. Upon reaching you, he saw you seated by the floor with a construction paper, a pencil tucked on your ear and a ruler, humming to yourself. Squinting further, he saw your sketch for your blocking.
"Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down~"
He merely smiles at the sight of you giddily lining your sketch with various notes and labels, he gsthered himself a sight of your office and retrieves back to his, planning to make his even better than yours.
💚 Batman Unburied
Eddie woke up to a side of an empty bed and groans. Where the fuck are you?
After relishing the remnant of warmth under the covers and perhaps cursing your name, he hurls himself to a sitting position and feels for his glasses on the bedside table. Upon placing his pair of spectacles, he begrudgingly kicks himself off the bed and sluggishly treads through the halls in search of you.
Since when did you behgin to wake up early anyways???
Turning to a corridor, he pauses and hides behind the wall. Ever so slightly, he peaks from the threshold of the door when he spotted you performing a stiff choreography of some common pop song while cooking some breakfast.
God he wished he brought his phone with him right now... But he supposes watching you suffices.
Satisfied with what he has seen, considering it had been dragging on way too long, he decided to cut it short. Silent on every step of the way, you jumped from your skin when his hands land on your shoulder.
"Eddie!" He can only laugh at your stern voice of warning, readying himself if ever you decide to strike him with the spatula.
"Good morning to you too," he dryly jests, before pressing a noisy kiss on your cheek.
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A bit silly, but for a writing request, maybe how do the different riddler's react to GN! Reader giving them doughnuts and coffee, please? 💞
Pastries and coffees
Edward Nygma X Reader
Oooooh, this is going to be so damn lovely oh my god 🥰💝✨
💚 Gotham
"Oh... Why thank you, Y/N."
Taken aback, oh my god, what did he do to warrant such an action? There's nothing more touching than someone giving you food and by gosh, he'd kill to reciprocate this!
So by the very next day, there are some homemade snacks waiting for you on your desk.
💚 Young Justice
"Um... Thank you..." KANCKWKCKWKCKSKCNENG
This man can thankfully conduct himself in a manner of calmness, despite him being flustered as fuck and it's noticeable, it is nothing compared to his internal fan girl squealing.
Eats that doughnut and drinks the coffee with a contagious smile, feeling as if consuming it is actively feeding the butterflies in his stomach.
💚 Batman Unburied
"You didn't hack a loogie in my drink, did you?" Or, "This isn't laced with poison, now is it?"
Take your pick.
But of course, he's just teasing, trying to get a reaction out of you but know that he's grateful and with him joking around, it is usually a tell that he is comfortable being around you. But gosh, he is beyond thankful for the gift, AND IT'S FOOD! WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND REFUSES FREE FOOD--
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Riddler's reaction to s/o kissing them by pulling their tie or coat?? Like they were talking bout one of their plans n shi and reader just has this amazing idea to kiss them by y'know
I'm very much inlove with riddler as you can see
Light asphyxia and smooches
Edward Nygma X Reader
Yes. That's my kink. Pull them to my height by the collar of their shirt/tie/coat and assert dominance.
💚 Gotham
You know how he tries to be dominant at times? Have the higher ground? He'll tie you down if he has to. He can't accept the fact that he's submitting to someone else, but god, who doesn't want to tame this brat?
So he fell silent when you pulled him by his tie and kissed him. He's denying how he liked being submissive for you and will even take it up a notch by doing the same thing to you. Get ready for a competition.
💚 Arkhamverse
No gosh, another best but unlike Gotham Eddie he submits easily but he makes it seem like he's the one in control. Your complete hold over him? My, my, seems like you're so eager for him.
He won't deny the fact that he loves when you do that, suddenly pulling him in, giving him such attention because you yearn for him, take action because of him.
💚 Young Justice
Master? Sorry, master? Sorry, master? Sorry, master? Sorry--
UM YES, YES PLEASE! GRAB HIM, CHOKE HIM, KISS HIM UNTIL HE PASSES OUT!
So overall, yes he loves them.
💚 Batman Unburied
Won't admit it, but he desires nothing more but to be treated nicely by an assertive individual. Just like Arkhamverse Edward, he is a touch bratty but he shuts up the moment you pull the moves on him. Well, you better. He tends to run his mouth off and the best way, and nicest way to shut him up is by pulling him his necktie and just smooch him. He'd take offense, but forgets about it and melts in your kiss. Then after that, he'd tease you.
"You know you could just tell me to shut up, am I really looking kissable today~?"
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Reaction to spouse doing this scenerio
"I can hold the whole world in my hands!" Before softly cupping his face and smiling at him lovingly
I LOVE HIM SO MUCH UGUBKFYCJFFB and and-
I just wanna see riddleman m e l t
The World
Edward Nygma X Reader
Who doesnt want to see him melt? Also I apologize for disappearing, college still has me on a chokehold.
💚 Young Justice
"U-Uh... Um... Y-you're my um... My love for you is... Uhm..." His throat dries the deeper you furrow your besotted gaze within his shy ones. He swallows thickly, nervously chuckling, his face still in your hands. "My love for you is pi..."
"You are such a precious babe, you know that?" You nuzzle your nose against his, before planting a quick peck on his lips.
Oh life couldn't be more happier.
💚 Batman Unburied
💚 Batman the animated series
"Likewise, my dear," he chuckles, reciprocating the gesture of taking hold of your face for him to plant a kiss on your forehead.
"Aww, I was hoping to make you melt!"
"I didn't say you were doing a bad job, now did I?" He laughs. Perhaps you would have love to see him lose his cool before you but honestly, after so many times you've been there for him, he always does. He's just better at composing himself.
"You fucking dork." He rolls his eyes, but he makes no attempts to move away. He supposes it is nice to be held as nice as this for once.
Seeing through him, you intend to call him out. "Aww, you absolute softy,"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Raising a brow, you wanted to test a theory. Loosening your fingers around his face, you see his eyes narrow and he takes it upon himself to hold your wrist to stop you from moving away. You watch as he nuzzles his cheek against your palms with his eyes closed, content with the warmth of your hold with a sigh.
"Softy." You tease, lightly scratching the tip of your fingers against his face.
"Shut it."
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W a close friend who constantly does or almost does something stupid
Close friend definitely has hearing problems from how many times they misheard stuff like
"Go carts?" "..." "..." "...I said vocals." "oh"
Forgets stuff, like, there was this one time where they were searching for their phone using their phone's flashlight
"Have I told you this before?" Yes they have, about 5 times or maybe more in fact, they're veryyy forgetful
BUT despite that they're tremendously smart in different areas, just incredibly forgetful at times which is most of the time
In my defense, it's been three days since I slept
Batman Unburied Edward Nygma X Reader
A platonic piece! I love writing for them omg thank you for this request! This following piece is inspired by things that happened to me so, now you have an idea how stupid this bitch can be.
💚 He loves you, oh he loves you... But seeing you somehow trip on your own feet and somehow land in a canal made him undergo an asthma attack from laughing too hard. After getting his inhaler, he might just grab your hand and pull you out of it (after wiping it with a towel and spraying a hefty amount of sanitizer).
Then you somehow slip and fall back again. He laughs again, almost kills himself in the process, recovers, then helps you back again.
That's it. That's the relationship in a nutshell. And boy, does he always laugh when he's with you.
💚 And it never gets old, fucking hell you find ways in how to be so damn unpredictable when it comes to these things. Sometimes you'd be as agile as a cat, but sometimes you would be so damn clumsy... Like a cat. Huh, two sides of the same coin.
It's fun to watch you, he knows when to laugh and when not to, as he's been friends with you for so long. There are times the laughing was a mere instinct in the midst of a tumultuous moment upon attempting to register what he just saw or to at least alleviate tensions... Sometimes that laughter takes a few minutes as he replays what he had saw.
💚 But in his defense! He always helps you up... And lets out a snicker. And will later remind you of said events and watch embarrassment flood your features upon recalling it, then your mind starts to drift back to the faces of strangers looking at you weirdly for tripping at nothing.
It's top tier entertainment for Edward. He's a good friend, I swear
"Remember that time you walked into a glass door?"
"Not now, Ed," You wince when he brought it up, remembering how you burned under the scrutiny of onlookers. Not to mention, it left a nasty welt and a bruise to be reminded of it.
"Then when you to find the door, you ended up walking through another glass?"
"FUCK OFF!"
💚 Anyways, not only that, as your mind tends to run during the day and what came of it, were random blurts of words Edward finds absolute golden.
What the fuck was running in your mind that you'd pause in the middle of a task, stare off into the void and let your thoughts run... Edward interrupts your train of thought with a randomness of his own, resulting you to say the most random threads of questionable, yet entertaining semantics.
💚 Here's a little example:
Of course, you were once again staring into space and Edward saw the perfect opportunity to make you jump out of your wits. Your back was turned against him, it was perfect for him to catch you off guard.
Light as a feather, he takes gentle steps as to not disrupt you of your daydream yet. His hands were held out with malicious intent, and slowly, he closes in on you...
"BAH!" he exclaims, hands grasping your shoulder.
"AH 'XPLODING PUSSIES!"
... he does not have an inkling of idea of what you were thinking about, but god continue being such an intriguing little klutz.
💚 Mishearing things are a common occurrence if you're as dumbly deep in day dream as me. Here's an example:
There was a celebration of sorts hosted by Penguin, Edward recalls making you tag along because, according to him, would help ward off people with romantic intentions, hoping the sight of you by his side without confirming anything would successfully dismay them. Edward did not mention the fact that he can't stand some of the guests there and with you being there makes it more bearable.
You didn't mind, you yourself attended the event with personal intention... Namely, the cute performer by the name of Darius Chapel performing in the Iceberg Lounge that night. The darling of the crowd himself.
Well, you were dressed to the nine's, even garnering Edward's approval... Meaning, he was less critical about your fashion choices but I digress— you looked so fucking bomb.
You were seated at a table with Edward, along with a few guests. The most important man, Oswald Cobblepot, just seated beside you. Eventually, Darius came to join the table after performing and you were a sight to behold, giggling like a little school girl with their school girl crush and school girl daze and school girl day dream.
"Another great year. I propose a toast!" One of the guest raises their glass.
"Cheers!"
In your simping head, make up an appearance, you suddenly sat up from your seat, which had everyone in the table glance at you with furrowed brows. They watch you step away from your seat and walk away. All glanced at Edward, who was only as confused as they were when you returned to the table carrying a stack of monoblock chairs.
"What are those?" Edward questions.
"Chairs."
A short laugh was pulled from his throat before he can even respond. "Honey, he said 'cheers' not chairs."
... No one has let you live it down.
💚 When he laughs with you during your little accidents, there's still the underlying sense of concern he has for you. He hopes you know he cares, even after he is laughing up a storm that he triggers an asthma attack.
So after you trioo for the umpteenth time, it's expected he laughs, helps you to your feet, and does the 'lovingly calls you an idiot while patching you up' kind of thing, even throwing in reassurances... Or his way of reassurances.
"I am so dumb, oh my god. What the fuck did I tripped on? Nothing!"
"Oh don't worry. No one saw you this time, I promise!"
"That doesn't even make it less worse!"
💚 This Edward is less of an elitist in terms of intelligence compaired to his other counterparts, he is more understanding about how some people are more intelligent in their ways. He also does not go out of his way to make others feel bad and put himself on a pedestal because of it.
Because of your nature to trip over nothing and stare into space and lost in your train of thoughts, others have tendancies to call you names... Which Edward fucking hated, because he knows you're more than the stumbling idiot everyone assume you as.
I firmly believe that he would be that friend that will subtly set up a scene that he knows you'll fucking dominate. So he'll put up a riddle he knows you can answer and watch in satisfaction as the others jaws drop at the sight of you answering that riddle without a second thought, and being fucking correct.
💚 In the end, he loves you because you make him laugh.
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