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jadenvargen · 1 year
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stupid ambition to be st sebastian
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ghostbxne · 3 months
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DANONATION ENJOY‼️‼️‼️
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teomodo · 2 months
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what's wrong with these guys
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theehoneeybee · 3 months
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An Evening Coffee
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pairing: Edward Nashton/gn!reader warnings: stalking, obsession, swearing, implied kidnapping? the riddler is just a silly goose word count: 1.0k
part one
synopsis: Edward's obsession only grows stronger the more you pull away from him. ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ a/n: thank you for the love on the previous fic <;3 also don't forget my requests are open teehee ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏
After Edward had left your apartment you were quick to draw all the curtains, triple checking that the front door was locked. To be extra safe, you heaved the coffee table in front of the door to barricade yourself in.
He knew where you lived.
The hairs on your arm stood up straight, alert. The air in your apartment weighed on your shoulders, unable to escape the feeling of dread that surrounded you. You drowned in fear. How did he know where you lived? Had he been here before? Was he still here now?
You didn't have a second of peace, your brain swarming with questions. Everything began to make sense. The feeling of being watched and followed, and of course, the card.
You wanted to move apartment, to run away and hide where he could never find you, but there was one small problem. Edward still had your laptop.
You stayed awake all night, forcing yourself to keep your eyes open. Caffeine and anxiety fuelled you as you stalked from room to room, unable to sit still, frantically checking that you were alone in the apartment. Was it even worth informing the police? You had no physical proof that Edward had done anything and the Gotham police were useless. They would just tell you, "we'll look into it," then you would never hear from them again.
The alarm from your phone blared in your ear. You don't remember falling asleep. You shot straight up, eyes snapping open as you scanned around your room. It was time for you to go to work.
Each time a customer came through the door a shiver ran down your spine, anticipating Edward's arrival. The night dragged. You anxiously stared at the clock, watching as the seconds ticked by all too slowly.
"Evening," Edward greeted you as he came through the door, the bell chiming behind him. You tried your best to keep a straight face, to keep the fear at bay.
"Evening."
He gently sets your laptop down on the counter. "I'll just have a coffee tonight," a kind smile adorned his lips as he spoke to you. How could he look you in the eyes and act like nothing was wrong? You couldn't help the shaking in your hands as your poured his coffee. "Well, I was able to get the virus off your laptop. Like you said, it was just something you got from a dodgy site."
You nodded, mumbling a thank you as your grabbed your laptop to put it away. Had Edward been the one to mess with your laptop? Part of you knew that would make sense, that is was the logical thing to think, but the way he looked at you almost had you convinced otherwise. Almost.
"You should be more careful, you know," Edward advised. "Try not to use those sites in the future. You never know what could happen. There's some dangerous people out there." His clear glasses gleamed in the light.
He wouldn't leave fast enough. Edward took his sweet time, sipping his coffee and scribbling his answers in a crossword puzzle. You watched him cautiously from across the diner, avoiding eye contact whenever he would glance your way. When Edward finally left, you let out a sigh of relief. A weight was lifted from your shoulders, not having to worry about him for the rest of your shift.
You scurried home, eager to get out of the dark and into the safety of your apartment. The illusion of safety, at least. Before you went to bed that night you messaged your manager, begging to be switched to the day shift. It would be too hard to find a new job on such short notice, so changing your shifts would be the quickest way to deter Edward. It was hard to fall asleep. No position seemed comfortable or safe. On your side, it left your back exposed, vulnerable to the world. You tossed and turned for the rest of the night, every little noise of the city waking you from your sleep.
You thought the switch to day shift kept Edward at bay. Aside from the feeling of being watched, you had not seen or heard from him. You asked your co-worker who took over the night shift if she had seen him, brown hair and clear frames, you described. Nothing.
Even your laptop was completely fine. The black screen and flashing question mark never appeared again but you still felt a level of unease using it, covering up your webcam with tape, just in case.
After a long day, all you wanted to do was rot in bed. One of your co-workers called out last minute, leaving you to cover them until someone else could come in. The rest of the evening you had spent running errands. Hauling all of your groceries onto the subway was no easy task.
You shuffled into your dark apartment, unable to flick on the light just yet as you carried your bags into the kitchen. They smacked onto the countertop with a loud thud. Your bedroom light was still on. Odd, you thought. You could've sworn you had turned it off. Electricity isn't cheap after all.
As you entered your bedroom, someone sprung out from the darkness, making you jump with fright. You hadn't spotted Edward in the corner, shrouded in the shadows. He towered over you, his eyes obscured by his glasses. You slowly backed away from him, until you were pressed up against the wall. He stood inches away from you.
"I missed you," Edward cooed. "You stopped working the night shift."
Your bottom lip trembled, fists balled against your sides as you stared up into his green eyes. Before you could utter a word, he spoke again.
"I just wanted to see you. You caught onto me hacking your laptop pretty quickly. You're a smart one." So he was the one who tampered with your computer.
"Please just leave me alone," your voice trembled as you spoke. For someone who used to seem so meek, Edward was making you shake with fear. His hand came up to cup your face, his thumb running across your bottom lip. You swallowed. He leaned down, his face centimetres yours.
"Don't think you can get away from me that easily."
You were his.
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crucified-cam · 9 days
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paul dano in there will be blood 🤍
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adinskyy · 1 year
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hi do u have any sins in ur pocket
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onegayvampire · 2 months
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I think Paul Dano is one of the sluttiest men out there. Like damn man screaming, crying,whimpering, begging, whining in almost all your films? Slut. And I love him for that
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kuj0goth · 1 year
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My paul dano friends !!!! :3
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screamingwhisper · 2 months
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Hate when film bros talk about how pathetic/whiny/annoying eli sunday is like never fucking speak on my wife again bitch. Yes everything you are saying is correct but he has a sad pitiful face and big round eyes so no one is allowed to be mean to him except for me
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closetofcuriosities · 27 days
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There Will Be Blood - 2007 - Dir. Paul Thomas Anderson
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shootthfckp · 2 months
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i mmmmm so sane i mmmmm so normal
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jadenvargen · 1 year
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found yet another script draft and it was bad beyond my wildest fears. but also... um.... okay....
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kippdipp · 4 months
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saying goodbye to 2023 with a little sketchbook dump?
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standloser · 3 months
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guess who found strength to cosplay
pathetic little dead rat
🤩
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theehoneeybee · 3 months
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can you do Edward with a curvy reader? thank you!
ofc!! I hope you like it :)
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Edward is obsessed with your curves, and I mean, OBSESSED
He just adores you. He thinks you're the most beautiful person he's ever seen
His favourite thing to do is laying his head on your thighs
Like you'll be watching TV and he just lays down, using your thighs as a pillow
They're just so comfy
Lord help him if you ever wear something that shows off your curves
Edward won't be able to take his eyes off you
He's torn between wanting to show everyone how gorgeous you are, and keeping you all to himself
There's not a single inch of your body he doesn't love
Your chest, your waist, thighs, butt. All of it
"Eddie, I got a new dress today. You wanna see?" You ask, already knowing the answer. Edward's attention turns from his laptop to you, the tapping of the keys coming to a hault.
"Of course, my dear."
You smiled, rushing to the bathroom to change. You wanted to surprise him, giving him your very own fashion show. You slipped on the dress and shuffled back out into the bedroom. His attention was immediately on you. The dress hugged your curves perfectly, accentuating your stunning features. Edward stays silent as his eyes roam your body.
His silence worried you. "Do you not like it?"
Edward stands up, resting his hands on your waist. "I love it. You're so beautiful."
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shlurmp · 9 months
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Danny and Eli.....
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