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#edward nashton headcanon
ghostbxne · 4 months
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inspired by him being silly in the year one comic (bro loves taking pictures)
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starlightsearches · 1 year
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some creepy disgusting boyfriend!dano!riddler below the cut uwu (18+)
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The thing that’s so delicious about having Eddie as a boyfriend is that you don’t realize anything is off about him until it’s waaaaaaaaaay too late.
Like how, on your first few dates, you get the feeling that he’s learning everything about you for a second time — from your usual coffee order to the last vacation you took. The way Eddie nods, thin lips pressed tight together, holding back from finishing your sentences.
It’s how you’re operating under the impression that Eddie’s just really shy, that he doesn’t like to talk about himself that much, and that’s why he’s always hanging on your every word. But that doesn’t explain why he’s showing up at your work with all these ostentatious gifts — huge bouquets of your favorite flowers and pastries for you to share on your lunch break.
It’s in the way he fucks you for the first time like an animal, breathing so hard in your ear it sounds like he’s growling, pawing at your body with inconsiderate hands, leaving you with bruises across your hips and a heavy feeling in the pit of your stomach when he cums seconds later. Then Eddie spends the rest of the night with his face between your thighs, both desperate and insistent that you cum at least three times. Which he manages, despite how clumsily he gropes at you.
Somehow, he knows what positions you’ve been imagining the nights you’ve been alone, starts to sound like the videos you search up on your private browser.
It’s the time you were at his apartment and borrowed his computer while he took a shower, opened the screen to find your own Instagram page, logged in on your account.
For the first time you notice that all the photos from your trips to the beach have been removed from your feed and archived for private viewing. There’s a whole list of guys who used to follow you, clogging up your blocked list.
When you show Eddie what you found, and tell him that it’s fucked up, he cries so hard you’re sure he’s gonna choke.
With his hands wet from tears and dripping snot, he grips your wrists, pulls you close until you’ll meet his eyes.
For the first time, you’re scared to be around him.
And a few minutes later, you’re the one apologizing to him, pulling him into your chest and stroking your fingers through his hair until his breathing slows.
But that night isn’t even on your mind a few weeks later. So you don’t think to watch Eddie’s reaction when an old friend stops you on the street and gives you a hug that lingers just a little too long, wrapping his arms low across your back.
Eddie’s quiet for the next few days, but he gets like that sometimes. And he snaps out of this funk quicker than the others, coming home from work, giggling while he pulls you close and dots kisses all over your cheeks.
You don’t read the obituaries, so you never do find out about your old friend, or how he jumped from a bridge only a few nights after you’d seen him.
Eddie nuzzles his face into your neck, still breathless from his release, tasting your skin. When he whispers “you’ll never leave me,” you give him a yes without thinking.
And it’s too late before you realize that it wasn’t a question.
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imagine--if · 2 years
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heya!! i love ur soft yandere riddler imagines and was wondering if u could write general relationship hcs for eddie being full soft yandere with the reader 😍😍 thanks sm!
A/N: Soft!Yandere Eddie Nashton is perf I love him 💚
Pairing: Dano!Riddler x reader (The Batman 2022)
Warnings: Mentions of violence and stalking, obsessive loving Riddler behaviour 🥰
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•♡ I swear, once Edward's met you and had you pay attention to him and smile warmly... that's it. You've infected his mind forever, and he just has to have you
•♡ Before you start properly dating, there's gonna be Eddie familiarising himself with you through the internet and socials, then through hacked cameras here and there... he doesn't exactly want to invade your privacy, but he likes knowing your safe and seeing that beautiful face to light up his day
•♡ Everything about you is just so perfect and angelic to Edward Nashton, and it's a wonder to him that someone as pure and pretty as you has ended up amongst the scum and vermin in Gotham... but no, it makes sense, because he lives in Gotham too and you two were always meant to be!
•♡ Eddie's love is so deep and obsessive that it can even overwhelm him at times. Like, he'll be killing some thug who decided to get up in your face the other night in his Riddler gear, and the fantasy of you thanking him and hugging and kissing him for his work literally makes him hyperventilate under his mask, and he has to calm down or he'll end up passing out lmao
•♡ He'll be as patient as he can before deciding to make his love known to you, most likely by getting you to his apartment and pouring out his feelings so you'll be paying attention to him fully
•♡ So assuming that you don't reject the Riddler's affections, he'll be ecstatic, honestly can't believe it's happening, that he doesn't have to daydream and imagine you two being together like soulmates are supposed to be when you're right here, all his!!
•♡ Eddie's pretty touch-starved and hasn't had proper romantic relationships before you, so any ounce of affection you give him... he's an absolute mess, whimpering and whining as he nuzzles happily into your touch and moves against you when you stop because he loves the feeling
•♡ Especially if you're playing with his hair or running your fingers lightly up and down his skin, it makes him shivery and flushed
•♡ This guy's pretty vocal and doesn't bother trying to suppress the moans that escape him when you're kissing or cuddling tightly
•♡ Anyone would think you're doing... you know, something else, when all you've done is kiss him and he won't shut up lol
•♡ You know about everything with the orphanage, and when you tell Edward about yours, he sees it as a sign of trust and bonding and he's so giddy
•♡ You have Eddie's attention whenever you want it. As soon as you call his name softly when he's scribbling in a puzzle book, he'll look right up at you with hopeful eyes behind his glasses
•♡ He's really, really protective and quite possessive, so if anyone makes you uncomfortable in the slightest and he gets to hear of it, that person won't be alive the next morning, and a new video will be added to the Riddler's streams
•♡ The videos will be extra violent and tormenting since Edward is jealous and thoroughly annoyed by how the person dared to disrespect you, and the followers drink it up with comments like, "bitch thats what you get for messing with riddlers queen" and "kill the pig, worship the goddess 😍"
•♡ No joke there, they're as respectful to you as they are to the Riddler himself and so you've got random followers around Gotham that will willingly watch your back or do things at your or Eddie's request
•♡ The Riddler's followers have heard a lot about you (obviously), and are Edward's eyes and ears when he needs them to make sure you're okay when it gets late and you're out or not with him or something
•♡ I'm not joking when I say that he sees you as a completely ethereal, beautiful being, and the obsessive Polaroids and rambles in his journals and random items of clothing and trinkets around Ed's room of you proves his devotion and adoration
•♡ He reminds you a lot that everything he's doing, he's doing for you, because an angel such as yourself can't live in a nasty, dirty city, can they?
•♡ I feel like Eddie likes babying you sometimes, being all mushy and clingy, which usually occurs late at night or in the mornings, because he gets to wake you up with loving kisses and whispers or soothe you to sleep fondling you delicately
•♡ An example of babytalk is a bunch of pet names and rambling, like, "My darling, my angel, my muse... aren't you just perfect, sweetheart? You look in the mirror and tell me we don't fit together like little puzzle pieces together like this...! Of course we do!! Awh, you're smiling- keep smiling, always, for me-"
•♡ I was gonna continue but realised I was writing a long-ass paragraph so I'll stop with the dialogue for a sec lmao
•♡ There are times when you have to ask him to shift back a little when his face is literally in yours and you can't breathe hehe
•♡ He gets all blushy and apologetic, but he can't get enough of the warmth and softness and loves enveloping himself in you
•♡ Edward gets extremely agitated when he can't see or touch you for long periods of time, and loses his patience with anyone that isn't you easily until he can relax when you're back together
•♡ He loves teaching you how to solve puzzles and riddles and stuff, because when you do Ed sees it as really hot and your cleverness is gorgeous to him - you can bond over what he's known for and best at!! One more thing to bond over?? He's interested!
•♡ I suppose it could feel invasive at times when Eddie wants to be around you constantly and know as much as he can about your past and just every little detail about your heavenly self, but he doesn't want to be invasive, he just wants to be as close to you as possible
•♡ You're the only one that can calm him down when he's having a tantrum about a riddle gone wrong or an awful flashback or something, and Edward's always thankful and relieved when he's woken gently from nightmares and all
•♡ No one's ever loved him like this before, and he cherishes any bit of attention he gets from you like they're slices of heaven... because they are
•♡ Eddie tells you he loves you constantly, feeling the need to remind you through any means possible
•♡ "I love you, sweet baby... and you love me too, right? Mm... it makes me so happy when you say that- never stop saying that, ever, ever..."
•♡ So Edward being the soft yandere that he is would never hurt you physically or mentally because he hates the thought of that. He just wants to love and protect you forever, prove to the world you're meant to be and gives you anything and everything you want to show it 💚
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gatorbites-imagines · 2 years
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Can I request NSFW top dano! Riddler x bottom male reader ? they met in Arkham asylum.
I think $ex in jail is gonna be lit 🔥😌🤤
Edward Nashton/The Riddler x Male reader
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Im still new to writing smut, especially bottom reader since that’s not really my thing. But since you asked ill try and write it for you 😘
This is also my first time writing smut that isn’t in headcanon format, so if its written badly and has bad pacing that’s why.
 I just wanted the reader to have powers so now they have fire powers.
 This ended up alot longer than i had planned, so Riddler fans eat up.
 Nsfw under the cut
Edward had been in Arkham for a little over a month when you were brought in, a thick collar around your neck with glowing lines and a pair of what looked like thick chunky bracelets around your wrists. The guards threw you with little care into the cell across from him, one of them going as far as to spit on you when you hit the ground.
Your door was shut with more locks than any the brunette had seen before, and your windows were covered with dark shutters that told him you were in solitude for whatever you did to end up here. You piqued his interest, and when he heard the night guards mention Batman, he paid even closer attention. It turned out you were a meta, one with fire and heat-based powers at that.
They called you the Hellbringer instead of your name, just like they called him the Riddler. Apparently, the collar and bracelets were to suppress your powers. You had been caught by batman, with the help of another hero, Superman. From the guards ranting, it became apparent you had picked up where Edward left off, taking out those who ruled Gotham like it was their own playground. But unlike him, you had burnt them to a crisp with no mercy. Leaving their corpse as a warning.
It made warmth pool in Edwards stomach as he heard it, a lovestruck smile pulling itself to his lips as he pressed his ear against the metal door that locked him in his own cell. When your solitude was finally finished, Edward took to standing on his toes to look out the window on his door, hoping to catch glimpses of you. One day when he was once again looking, he caught your eyes, the two of you staring at eachother. It felt as if your eyes spoke a million words, and Edward was sure his eyes were heart-shaped by the warmth that was now spreading to his chest.
In your cell you felt the same heat pool in your chest. It wasn’t very different from the heat that normally coursed through your veins, so you grabbed onto it and held on tight. You had been going crazy since your powers were caught from you, leading to you scratching at the collar and bracelets till it drew blood. It had been during one of these episodes that you looked out through the window in your cell door and caught the eyes from the cell across from you.
You couldn’t see much of the mans face, but you knew it was the Riddler, as the guards liked to kick and hot the doors and yell at prisoners. You bit your lip as the heat in your chest grew to your abdomen, letting go of your bloody wrist to run a hand over the hem of your boxers. Typically, you weren’t allowed to pleasure yourself, but the guards didn’t seem to want to even get close to cells when prisoners were busy.
Grabbing at the half hard length in your boxers, you gave it a squeeze as the Riddler’s eyes darkened from across the hallway, like he knew exactly what you were doing. Your wrists throbbed from the hard treatment you had been giving them, swallowing the spit that was gathering in your mouth, neck crying out as the burning of the collar flared. You could see the Riddler talking, but you weren’t good at lip reading, but you had a feeling he was telling you to stop what you were doing, and arousal turned in your being as you forced yourself to let go, your cock throbbing as you let go. The satisfied grin that spread across his lips was enough to tempt you to grab it again, but you didn’t have the time as the guards did their round.
You seemed to hit a routine, the Riddler and you. At night when the guards did barely quarter of the rounds they should be doing, the two of you would stare at each other, you could see the mans lips moving as he talking, but couldn’t hear his voice no matter how hard you tried to. But no matter how much time passed, and how much you wanted too, you never got off, as he seemed to know exactly when you were tugging at yourself, and one half litted look had you tucking yourself away to pull and pinch at your chest instead.
Edward took great pleasure in the desperate light in your eyes as he once again denied you, massaging at himself as he saw frustration pouring off you, as he watched you put the bottom of your shirt in his mouth, and he could only assume you were teasing your chest instead.
He would lay awake at night thinking about you, his eyes fluttering as he could almost feel your mouth on him or the weight of you bouncing ontop of him, the same frustrated and desperate look in your eyes as you chased your high. Edward smirked to himself as he thought of those power suppressing tools gone, how maybe fire would swallow the room, burning down the walls and spreading to the guards and workers of Arkham. Maybe he could make you cum so hard you’d melt a way for you both to leave this place.
It was another day, the day guards doing their rounds as they were ordered to do, nurses walking around to hand out medicine and food. You were sat in the corner, the one near the door so they could only see your feet if they glanced inside. Blood droplets hit the floor underneath you as you wiggled the bracelets again, the skin under them have long ago been rubbed raw and bleeding, your neck not being much better. A metallic click was heard, and the bracelet on your wrist lost its glow, and was pulled open and clunked to the floor.
You felt a warmth you had been deprived off for a long time return, just barely, and your eyes widened as you pulled at the other bracelet and it took gave way, getting dumped on the floor beside the other. Your fire was returning, you could feel it bubble under your skin and waking up like a bear in hibernation, now all you needed was the one on your neck. You summoned fire at your fingertips, and started wiggling at the closing mechanisms at your collar, the metal slowly giving way under the growing heat. Soon it was off with a few pulls, and on the floor.
An almost orgasmic moan escaped your mouth as your fire flooded back to you, your eyes rolling back and eyelids fluttering as the heat spread from your head to your toes. You were interrupted by someone hitting your cell door, telling you to quiet down. You glared at the metal door, knowing you could rip it right off its hinges now, but you would wait. Tonight, you would go to your Riddler first, then you two would leave.
When night fell and the nightguards arrived, they did their one round of the night and left to do whatever it was they did. Giddiness and arousal had been burning in you since your fire returned. Getting to your feet you looked out the glass, meeting the green eyes you had come to know so well. You shot him what could only be called an impish grin as fire flared in your hands, grabbing at the locking mechanism on your door which immediately started to melt. As Arkham had never planned on someone melting their locks, no alarms went off as you pulled open the metal door, staring into the now wide eyes of, you looked at the name as you neared, the one so tiny you normally couldn’t see it, Edward. Edward Nashton. Sinking your teeth into your bottom lip, you grabbed at the lock that separated you, and let your fire burn and melt it.
As Edward saw the door open, he felt the love and arousal grow, as he could finally take in your entire being. Before he could open his mouth to talk, you were on him like a predator, forcing your lips on his as the fire disappeared from your hands. They were warm on his face as you clung to him, a loud moan escaping you as Edward dug his hands into your hips and pulled you close, a smirk pulling at his lips as he felt you grind against him.
Leaving Arkham could wait he decided, grabbing at you, and shoving you onto his bare bed. Edwards face was red, and he could feel sweat gathering on his forehead as he made quick word of pulling your shirt up to your chin and grabbing at the bright orange hospital sweats you wore, and pulling them down enough for your cock to spring out. You moaned as your cock met cold air, your length twitching as precum beaded at the tip and ran down it, the weeks long arousal meeting its peak.
Edward leant over you, pressing your lips together again making you throw your arms around his neck to pull him even closer, groaning as he shoved his tongue into your mouth. With some difficulty the both of you got out of your pants and boxers, Edward getting in between your knees to grind against you. You hissed as his cock ground against yours, another drop of pre escaping and landing on your stomach as Edward bit at your neck.
Edward sat back to admire you, watching as your chest lifted with your quick breaths, hands grasping at the scratchy sheets beneath you. Your cock was straining against your stomach, drooling a pool of precum as it gave small twitches every now and again. Edward giggled to himself as he started sucking at his fingers, there was no lube in Arkham so he had to work with what he had.
“Come on, put your leg over my shoulder” he said, grabbing your thigh to lift it up and over his shoulder. You went along, groaning slightly at the stretch. Edward leant forward, pressing another lust filled kiss against your neck as he pressed two fingers inside you, causing a faint moan to escape your throat. “Fuck… Edward…” you ground out, one of your hands releasing the bed beneath you to grasp at his hair, trying to pull him even closer.
Edward moaned into your skin as he pressed another finger inside, doing his best to stretch you as quickly as he could. You whimpered as he grazed your prostate, the man smirking to himself as he targeted the bundle of nerves. He quickly worked you up to a third finger, and you threw your head back in frustration as heat started to gather in your palms. Not enough to burn, but enough for Edward to feel it.
“Come on! I can take it, put it in” you growl, pulling at Edwards hair as he chuckled breathlessly, before he finally sat back on his knees. “Fine, fine. You’re so needy” he purred, grabbing at his length to push it inside. You felt your eyes flutter as he finally pushed inside you, moaning silently as he filled you up in ways you had only hoped to achieve.
Edward let you adjust, pushing up his glasses and brushing his sweat-soaked hair out of his face as you whimpered. “I’m okay, you can move” you whimpered, grabbing at his arms with both of your hands. A keen escaped you as he finally started moving, seemingly having run out of patience himself as he started thrusting hard and face, pulling both your knees over his hips for better access.
You moaned loudly as Edward thrusted inside you, a hand letting go of his arm to grab at the bed instead, in an attempt to stabilize yourself. Edward moaned, leaning down to kiss you again as noises kept escaping you. A loud moan was punched out of you when he brushed against your prostate. You could feel your cock straining, twitching as the need to cum started growing.
“Please. Please” you whimpered, tears gathering in your eyes as you looked up at Edward, who just smiled at you. “You sure?” he teased, giving another thrust that hit your prostate head on, causing a full body jolt to run through you. “Yes!” you cried out, throwing your head back as you felt the finish approaching.
Edward giggled almost derangedly as he started thrusting even faster, taking great pleasure in your noises. “Fine, then cum. I’m close too, lets do it together” he ground you, grabbing at your hips for better leverage. You felt your peak approached and moaned loudly, reaching up to grab at Edward as you came, white ropes shooting across your chest, as fire seemed to materialize on the floor around you, just enough to create smoke.
Edward moaned as he ground into you as he came, his vision almost blurring as he filled you up. You whimpered quietly as you felt the warmth inside you, the two of you both gasping to catch your breath. When you came to, you put of the fire you had started, huffing a breath as you pulled Edward down ontop of you so you could cuddle.
The two of you stayed there for a while, letting you both come fully down from your highs before he pulled out, groaning as he left the tightness of you. Edward giggled as he helped you pull your hands on, the man looking even more mischievous as you shot him a playful glare.
When you were both dressed again, you got to your feet. “Let’s get out of here, what do you say?” Edward asked. “We can do whatever we want, can’t we Hellbringer?” he giggled. You smirked, leaning over to give him a quick peck as you summoned your fire again. “We can. My names (Y/N) by the way. Might as well start using that if were gonna be together” you purr, using the flames to blow up the nearest wall to the outside.
You both laugh as you jump out, Edward shooting you a look as you limp slightly. You just shoot him a small glare “This is your fault you know” you huff, as the two of you lock hands and run off towards the city in the midst of the chaos. Lights flashing and alarms blaring had never been so romantic as it was now.
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pillsarchive · 1 year
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Being with Edward on thanksgiving!
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Since you aren't living together (yet) he expects you to be gone for the holidays.
He sees you standing in his doorway, nose red from the cold outside, trying to balance like six different containers of food in your arms and he almost cries right there.
"Angel? What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be..... with friends? Family? Its thanksgiving."
"Eddie, you are my family. I usually have thanksgiving dinner with my parents on saturday since the roads are less crowded and I can get out of the city easier. Since you hadn't told me about going to see anyone and you uh....... dont really have a tendency to make yourself food with nutritional value - i figured I'd surprise you."
The true gravity of having someone with him on the holidays for the first time in his life doesnt hit him until you start preparing more food.
He thought that the things you brought in the tupperware containers, pie, cookies, stuffing, bread rolls, was all he was getting - not a chance.
You show up early in the morning and spend nearly all afternoon baking more. Thankfully, he didn't stay up too late streaming he isn't in his "office", so you can actually use the stove without setting anything on fire.
You make a small turkey, mashed potatoes with gravy, sweet potatos covered in marshmallow, all the classics.
If he wants to help in the kitchen, you let him. He mostly sticks to stuff that's not to hard to cook (he's terrified of messing up).
After you two are done and the table is all set, you realize he's sobbing quietly and trying not to let you notice.
"Hey, honey, what's wrong?" You give him a giant ass hug to try and calm him down, this just makes him cry more.
"I just - I've just never had anyone do something this nice for me. I didn't think you'd show up at all, you're so - god, you're so special."
You spend the rest of the meal sat on the living room floor watching movies (after trying to eat at the table for a while, you both agreed that having a meal in silence with another person was a sensory hell and moved to the floor) and tangling your feet together under the big fluffy blanket over top of both of you.
The night ends with both of you cuddling on the couch, he falls asleep first and you can see that it's peaceful, no nightmares. He almost looks like he's smiling.
In the morning, you ask him if he'd like to come with you to your parents house for another dinner.
Little guy looks shocked - like someone just slapped him in the face.
"You want me to meet your parents? "
"Course, Edward. We are soulmates -" You giggle a little as you say it - he always calls you two "meant to be" - and kiss him.
When you pull away he's beaming.
"Of course! I'd love to!"
As you're cleaning up the plates and doing the dishes from last night, you catch him staring at you. He turns away quickly, blushing, and you smile at him. As he goes back to wiping down the table you can hear him whispering to himself.
"My angel."
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hetheyussy · 2 years
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autistic and ocd edward nashton hc + reasons why
(spoilers for prequel book)
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• he doesn't understand social cues at all
- when he was signing out to go deliver food and got confused by the worker's questions
- completely misconstrued the reason that bruce smiled at him when they were kids
- made inappropriate comments about anagrams he found in his costumers orders and names
- thought batman was on his side throughout the movie
• obsessive behavior surrounding his special interests
- got a degree and job in forensics accounting because it connected to his focus on puzzles
- has a constant habit of creating anagrams from every word he sees
- gets extremely exited when he hears the joker's puzzle in arkham
• consistent meltdowns and breakdowns
- his meltdown in his cell
- the screaming of ave maria in his interrogation with batman
- constant repeating of renewal in his journal
• lack of understanding around other people and hygiene
- othered in school
- also went to college in hopes that he'd be left alone
- dirty bowls and empty glasses strewn around his apartment
- the overall cluttered nature of everything in his apartment
• heightened emotional responses
- mad at the rich kids for throwing him off his bike while they were street racing so he blows up dex's car
- had his meltdown in arkham when he realized that he was going to be alone
- wants to kill bruce because of his previous vendetta against him but also because of what thomas did
- freaks out when he finds out that batman isn't on his side and starts screaming
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writingsofmax · 2 years
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it's my headcanon that edward nashton smells like fresh warm laundry and a little bit like clean sawdust (bc of the rats).
i think this bc dano has said that this dude is METICULOUS about not leaving behind DNA or any sort of thing that would trace his crimes back to him. like he shaves his ENTIRE body other than his head and face. So I just imagine him as always keeping himself and his clothes really really clean, especially when he's working because you don't want to leave any fingerprints or hair or body (grease?) on any of the traps or cards he leaves around.
and also bc in the diner scene his hair looks SO fresh and clean, like its so floofy and freshly washed looking
but also I have mad respect for the ppl on here that are like, ed is a greasy unwashed rat boy. i love all hcs basically this is just mine lol
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vinylshelves · 2 years
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Edward Nashton Headcanons
This is extremely self-indulgent because I have Eddie brainrot, but I thought it would work as my first post! I would love to do more of these (hell Eddie takes up half of my brain I think of something new every day) so I will be sure to post more! I would love to do relationship hc’s in the future and some for other characters <3
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- This man would spend ¾ of the time he spends in his apartment in hoodies. He prefers pullovers but kinda likes the way zip ups slip off of his shoulders 
- ^ In addition to this, I feel like he would spend the other ¼ of his life just chilling topless, he hasn’t got anyone around to tell him otherwise so why not? He especially likes the freedom that comes with it after being in the orphanage. 
- He's a pillow hugger, whether this be while he’s sat on the sofa or in bed, he likes the comfort that it brings him (this spreads to the fact that with a s/o he would cling to them constantly.)
- Carries around a ‘pocket puzzle’ book with him 24/7 to do on the subway home or on his breaks at work (once thought about subscribing to a monthly puzzle subscription before deciding they would be too easy for him). 
- All of his cameras/devices are covered with either a webcam cover or just a blanket - he knows the dangers with these things and is not prepared to take ANY risks. 
- He always walks past flower shops near his apartment and will sometimes buy himself the odd bouquet, or maybe just a couple flowers. He tries to go for very ‘green’ colours
- ^ he also wants to be able to keep houseplants but he knows he would kill them so he has a small plastic succulent and a single cactus instead - he’s doing well with it so far
- Lactose intolerant. He finds it’s not too bad but that may just be because he’s never really tried to stop so he just kinda,,, deals with it.
- Has a weird aversion to the smell of fried food, or just oily foods cooking in general. Loves the taste, but he finds he can only get takeaways cos he can’t sit there with the smell.
- He tries his best to stay as fresh as he can and showers most days, but he sweats so much that in under an hour he already needs another shower
- ^ has tried almost every brand of deodorant to combat this and now uses an ‘extra strong’ antiperspirant and then a second, nicer smelling one, over the top.
- ^ Although he does try to stay as clean as he can (mostly for himself) he finds that he can get so invested in work that he just, forgets? He only realizes after like three days when he coughs and realizes, ‘oh shit, I should clean my teeth’
- He doesn’t drink black coffee, he finds it too bitter (“It’s an acquired taste” he tells himself) - he loves cappuccinos and lattes and his guilty pleasure is how much he really really loves a vanilla and hazelnut syrup mix. 
- ^ Treats himself to this ‘sweet’ coffee each Friday after work, it's one of his ways of rewarding himself.
- He loves looking at ‘his’ subreddit, seeing all his fans (and a few haters) either try to figure out who he is or just gush to each other about his newest traps. He gets really giggly when he thinks about how hard these idiots must be trying to track him down.
- He has rosacea and blushes super easily, he gets really self conscious about it at work until one of his coworkers called it ‘cute’ in passing (he didn’t stop thinking about it for weeks)
- He's actually really good with kids and absolutely loves babies. Even though he’s pretty socially anxious, if he’s walking through a park and sees a baby he will not hesitate to approach and ask to say hello. 
- ^ spent a lot of time with the babies in the orphanage as it was relatively quiet in there with them compared to everywhere else.
- Constantly has headphones in. At work and at home he uses these noise canceling headphones that he bought himself for Christmas one year. They fit perfectly over his ears and sometimes he just reminds himself how good of a purchase they actually were.
- ^ When he’s out and about though, be it shopping, walking through Gotham or just sitting in the diner, he uses these shitty earbuds he bought at a dollar store. He feels safer to be able to hear what’s happening around him in public.  
- He doesn’t really feel the need to drink alcohol that often but when he does he prefers fruity drinks, loves a good mojito or passion fruit martini and will occasionally treat himself to a strawberry daiquiri. 
- ^ When he does get drunk he gets giggly real quick. Goes red as can be as soon as his lips touch that glass. He prides himself on the fact that he doesn’t get hangovers (but really he’s just never actually drunk enough to even get to that point).
- Always doodles on napkins, wherever he goes. He’s slowly realized that he’s getting quite good at sketching portraits. 
- Will start laughing randomly at a joke he thought of like a week ago and wont stop this intermittent laughing for hours. 
- Realizes one day that he’s never really thought about his sexuality and just comes to the conclusion that he really doesn’t care. He spends the next couple days just admiring everyone he sees on his commute.
- Got a gym membership but can’t figure out how to cancel it. He tried asking the lady at the desk once to help him but she put up a fight so he just backed down. Now guilt trips himself to go once a week even if he just goes on the treadmill and takes a shower. 
- He moves around a lot when he sleeps, really spreads himself out. Will sometimes wake up with all sheets and pillows off the bed and his head at the bottom and he just looks around for a bit like, what the actual fuck?
- Both of his eyes have very different prescriptions, his left is like +5 while his right is like +7.5
- ^ Has always wanted to try contact lenses but can't fathom the idea of putting his fingers near his eyes, it just creeps him out too much. 
-  He can’t figure out why he doesn’t grow facial hair, however he slowly grows to appreciate that fact when he overhears guys at work talking about ‘ingrown hairs’ and shaving and thinks, yeah, not for me.
- Snorts when he laughs (because I say so, snorts ftw) 
- He doesn’t label himself as a vegetarian, but he hasn’t eaten meat for most of his life, maybe the odd thing to try if he goes out for a meal after work but otherwise doesn’t eat meat, he finds the texture ‘funny’. 
- Loves watching nature documentaries and has at least 7 books about ‘how to be eco friendly’ on his nightstand, he's a soft guy at heart.
- Always forgets to clip his nails, he just doesn’t deem it as necessary. He’ll see that they’re getting too long once every month and will chew them off.
- If he’s walking home at night and sees a girl alone he will cross the road to make them feel more comfortable, though after he crosses he starts panicking thinking ‘what if that looks even weirder’ or ‘they’re gonna call the police oh my god-’
- Doesn’t really like fizzy drinks. He never got them growing up in the orphanage and he doesn’t like the way his eyes water when he swallows too much at once. 
- ^ Absolutely LOVES ice tea though, has tried almost every flavor and has decided that peach is his favorite 
- Secretly loves romcoms. If there's ever one on TV he will watch it like a baby watching cocomelon. That night when he finally goes to sleep he plays through all the scenarios in the film.
- ^ Although he’s not overly interested in the idea of being in a relationship, sometimes he lets himself think about the domestic side of things while he’s doing chores, (‘what if there was someone cooking with me?’ sitting on the sofa with someone) gets all soppy for the rest of the week and it’s all he can think about. 
- Never uses the main light source in his apartment, only lamps.
- ^ It has to be warm lighting.
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kannibaleherzen · 2 years
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To those who liked my ring post, thanks! ♡
Here is some more dumb headcannoning. Feel free to dispute anything.
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》 Breakfast is raw strawberry poptarts and instant coffee.
》 He's was obsessed with broadcast signal intrusion rabbit holes as a teen. Especially the infamous Max Headroom one.
》 Has a late 80s VCR and small but impressive collection of obscure horror VHS that he watches when he can't sleep and it's raining.
》 Also has the Disney Beauty and the Beast on VHS. He secretly still hopes to meet his own Belle who accepts him as he is, Riddler and all.
》 Bought a ring light that can change to a rainbow of colors. He once started a stream with green light but realized it looked bad and stuck to white after that.
》 Loves Kraft mac & cheese. That is the extent of his cooking skills. Sometimes he adds cream of asparagus soup mix to it as well.
》 Has a landline and uses an rotary phone that has defunct phone company branding on it. He loves the sound it makes when dialing out. Its sole purpose is to order food delivery.
》 He got his airpods via a successful 5 finger discount. He did it just to see how much he blended in and how ignored he was be in public spaces.
》 Since then he only shoplifts small things like magazines, snacks and drinks from convenience stores. Doesn't want to press his luck too much.
》 Smokes only on his break at work, or if he's really stressed at home. No ashtray at home. He uses an old coffee mug he got for free from a work event.
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reading Before the Batman and honestly this feels like fanfiction
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papuhater · 2 years
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♡ | 𝐐𝐔𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐑 𝐐𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐎
summary: riddler with a hispanic!reader as a self insert.
pairing: riddler x gn!reader
a/n: inspired on this fic, all credits to them here, i wanted to write this because as a hispanic, representation is very important.
DISCLAIMER: this is based on MY experience as a hispanic, if i see a mf in the comments like "this is racist" i'm loosing it, what would you know??? i'm literally peruvian, stfu.
this are headcanons domestic life hc
REQUESTS ARE OPEN
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✩ YEAH YEAH YEAH!
✩ anyways; your relationship is amazing.
✩ he absolutely adores listening to you, he can listen to you ramble about random things in spanish and stare with his boyish face like <:)
✩ "y mira, llega este imbecil, y pe' comienza a decir que le debemos algo, cuando en verdad es mi primo el que le debe algo."
✩ "i don't really understand but how dare they!!11!!"
✩ really likes your family meetings even though he's introvert
✩ like your grandmother is like "ay mijo you look so skinny! you should eat this pan con chicharron."
✩ and then offer him the best sandwich he has ever had in his life, he loves the ambient, there's like a random kid in la quinceañera sleeping next to him on some chairs, your dad is hitting the floor, your tía is robbing a table decoration, all while the speakers is blasting a "buen rolon" (like your cousin would say) of upbeat, armonic instruments.
✩ he loves the food, and OH the desserts in this type of parties, in summary, your family loves him.
✩ he would like visiting your home country, he thinks it's interesting
✩ random facts about your country >>>
✩ won't ask you to learn words, he'll just copy them when he hears you, even when you cuss
✩ "carajo!"
✩ "cæ-ræ-ho.." he mumbled while writing down in his notebook the word 'carajo'
✩ will watch novelas with you, period, his favorite is caso cerrado
✩ it has good cases and he likes the "Doctora Polo"
✩ complaining about politics with you it's his fave activity
✩ how much can i bet he listens to 'los abuelos de la nada' o 'los prisioneros'
✩ he dedicated 'mil horas to you', thinking it was a love song, spoiler, it was a heartbreak song
✩ he apologized very much
✩ he doesn't know how to pronounce the "erre" yet
✩ praise him
✩ but do it in spanish
✩ "ay mi amorcito, mi cielo, mi vida, estas tan guapo" "me re encanta tu pelo", "wacho, me tienes mal."
✩ your petnames are the best; mi amorcito, cariñito, mi rey
✩ his fave is mi vida and amorcito, they give him butterflies in his stomach
✩ he also likes it when he gets hurt and you curse him between your teeth while helping him
✩ "pinche pendejo estupido, bien descuidado eres no? conchudo."
✩ "but i'm your conchudo <3" he giggles
✩ he's such a simp ya'll i love him
✩ he loves food from your culture; pozole, causa, lomo saltado, arepas, caldito de pollo, mate, pancito con queso, encebollado, empanadas, (a/n; mmm q yico), yuca, ceviche, asado, pupusa, ajiaco, hallaca, arrollado huasco, etc.
✩ he isn't very fond of spicy tho
✩ he'll possibly cry if he eats rocoto
✩ but he really enjoys suspiro a la limeña, he gets sweet tooth
✩ he has señora grocery day every sunday with you
✩ he can't cook tho
✩ his the type to grab the spatula and stands up next to you to feel usefull
✩ but then you get mad at him for just like being in the way tho
✩ he's just trying his best
✩ he loves you, no matter what tho
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ghostbxne · 2 months
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exposure therapy
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starlightsearches · 2 years
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You know I'm gonna come through and ask E, K, P, Z with Eddie!
Dirty A-Z Headcanon Game
Warnings: 18+ only, non-con elements
E - Extra info (any other fetishes? feet? leather? role playing? blood? fantasies that they might want to experience not on this list?)
Eddie loves being told what to do. Even simple commands like, "wait a second" or "stop moving" have him feeling a little tighter around the belt. Recognition is another turn on; he wants to be rewarded for all his good behavior.
K - Kissing (what parts of their body do they like having kissed? what parts of their partner do they enjoy kissing? do they like leaving marks / having marks left on them?) 
Oh god, Eddie loves to be kissed. It's one of many rites of passage he felt he'd missed out on when he was younger, and so you better be prepared to make up for all that. If you're leaving his side, even for a second, he wants a kiss good bye, and a kiss hello when you get back. He goes nuts for long, lazy make outs on the couch with his hands on your hips or in your hair.
And he loves it when you leave bruises across his hips and just beneath the swell of his stomach.
P - Photography (are cameras allowed in the bedroom? do they send nudes? do they ask for nudes? would they ever record themselves having sex / being caught up in a sexual act?) 
If you think he doesn't have a stack of dirty polaroids in his bedside drawer, you're delusional (whether or not you were aware when they were taken is a whole separate question). He pulls them out a lot when he's alone, likes to watch the way his cum paints your skin, even in two dimensions. When you're together, he's a little less enthused about the idea of a camera, but he'll let you snap a few photos, as long as you're in there with him.
Z - Zones (what are their erogenous zones? what spots on their body should be touched, bitten, kissed, when someone wants to get them in the mood?) 
Getting Eddie in the mood is the easiest thing in the world, but there are a few places you can touch him that might make him shiver more than usual. Running your fingers through his hair or whispering against his neck are always great, and he loves to feel your hands trace along the waistline of his jeans. If your in a private (or semi-private space), he goes nuts if you grope him through his pants, cupping your hand around his cock. Some guys would find it demeaning, but not Eddie. He wants to feel owned by you.
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imagine--if · 2 years
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what about a yandere riddler that loves babying his s/o and never lets her do anything by herself? ♡
A/N: He doesn’t 😍 and I don’t mind, Eddie could baby me any time and I’d die happy lmao - did a hc and blurb 🥰
Pairing: Dano!Riddler x reader (The Batman 2022)
Warnings: Obsessive fluffy Riddler 💚
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•★ Edward absolutely treasures you, he sees you as an angel and the perfect reason to ‘clean up the city,’ you’re his everything and he’ll be damned if you’re not treated like it
•★ Getting shopping? No, don’t worry, he can do it for you - or you could go together?? Ed’s still carrying the bags though
•★ Making food? That’s so sweet, lovely, but you really don’t have to - he’s cleaning up everything afterwards, and making food for the rest of the week
•★ You could literally be doing the simplest of things and Edward will come and cuddle up close to you and get involved with those big, lovestruck eyes and grabby hands
•★ Especially if you’re fairly innocent to the wrongs of Gotham and reluctant about his crimes, he finds it adorable and endearing and makes it his goal to protect you from anything and everything
•★ Edward definitely babies you when you’re cuddling or having an intimate moment, in the mornings when you wake up and before you sleep - even as the Riddler, when you watch with a hesitant, wary gaze at his rambles and previous kills, he cops to you from where he’s sitting that it’s all for you and he wishes the chat could see how lovely you are for themselves-
•★ If you’re kind of shy to his smothering affections and go all blushy on him, Edward absolutely loves it and finds it so sweet, further encouraging his little kisses and long whispered components in your ear
•★ If you try telling him softly that you’re capable of taking care of yourself and everything, he’s like, “Of course you are, darling, but you’ve got me now! So don’t you move a muscle, okay?”
•★ Edward just loves you so much and shows it through how he acts around you and can’t be bothered to hold himself back from squeezing you tightly when you hug and reminding you over and over that you’re his perfect little angel before letting you go and doing things for you ♡
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.・。
“Eddie… I need to go out, before it gets dark.”
Edward looks up at you with a dopey smile, previously peppering your neck with wet, loving smooches and nibbles, his arms around your waist and cradling you close against him. He glances out the window at the early evening sky, then returns his attention to you.
“That’s alright, sweetheart. I’ll go.”
You smile, shaking your head. “No, Ed, really, I can do it, I just-“
“If you think I’m letting you go out there by yourself now,” Edward giggles with a shake of his head, smiling at you fondly as his hands come up to stroke your cheeks lovingly with his thumbs. “I’ll go and get the food in a minute, alright?”
“You really don’t have to,” you respond, as Eddie goes back to kissing your neck, working up your jaw and planting a big one on your cheek with a playful chuckle. You can’t help laughing slightly with him, used to his odd but endearing, clingy behaviour by now.
“But I want to,” Edward replies earnestly, nuzzling his nose against yours as he gazes into your eyes adoringly. “I can’t let you go out there by yourself, sweet angel… you know what a cesspool it is out there on those streets.”
“I know, Eddie.”
“It’s okay, though,” he assures you contentedly, reassuring himself at the same time. “You’re with me, and nothing could ever hurt you with me, could it, darling? No… of course not,” he answers for you, tickling your neck and grinning as you laugh and give in, letting him resume his trail of gentle kisses over your face. He pauses for a moment, taking you in as he lets out a happy sigh.
“Oh… look at you! Aren’t you just so beautiful? Ah- I should get the camera!! Wait there!”
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stickparrot · 4 months
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These five little nerds has been hovering in my brain for a month so congrats
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What do you mean I dont have type (lie)
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pillsarchive · 2 years
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A few random head cannons I have for Edward Nashton <<33
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His favorite book is house of leaves you cannot change my mind - its filled with mysteries and he loves that he can re-read it and find more little puzzles to solve every time.
He watches documentaries like a crazy man. He has a lot of unhealthy tendencies and behaviors, one of them is wallowing. Watching documentaries that make him sad or angry gives him an almost perverse sense of pleasure - its confirmation. Yes, the world is as terrible as you think it is. If he's not using them as a depressant he's watching them to learn. Understanding more about niche topics helps him write better riddles.
He's a punk. The music was one of the things that got him through his time at the orphanage, even as an adult one of the only times he feels sort of good is when he's at shows. Thrashing around and taking out his aggression via moshing. He's never felt the need to dress loud (probably due to self confidence issues, I have a feeling once he breaks out of arkham and he has no reason to hide his identity anymore he'll come into his own and put himself together better) but he does admire people who are alternative in some way a whole lot.
He has graphomania (an impulsive desire to write or draw). It started as a nervous habit as a child, writing down riddles or thoughts or bible quotes to get anxiety out, then it spiraled into writing anything - one word over and over again, nonsense, it doesn't even have to be legible.
He has always wanted to go back to college and get more degrees. He has a bachelors in accounting of course, but he wants so many more. He loves learning, he is sort of a humanitarian at heart (even though his rage stifles that sometimes - revenge is a hard thing for him not to want) so he greatly enjoys the atmosphere of college campuses too. When he went, even though he was still mostly shunned for being neurotic and strange, people were nicer to him than normal. In the classroom he felt at home - he's sort of a genius and other students had a hard time keeping up with him. His professors pushed him to pursue a more advanced degree but he couldn't afford it (and the arkham programs for getting the cash he needed were lacking, to say the least).
He's trans and on the spectrum.
He's a true crime nerd. He likes to read books on it more than watch podcasts or docs - he finds that reading about cases is more informative and less exploitative (as much as he maintains you should care about the victims more than the killers, it is kind of just talk. He has a huge fixation with murder. ) This mf is an encyclopedia when it comes to the zodiac killer - has he spent months trying to solve the ciphers? Yes.
GRAVITY FALLS GUYS. He loves - LOVES gravity falls. He is a children's cartoons enjoyer.
He burned down the orphanage.
He's a cryptid mystery girly. He loves ghost hunting tv shows and he's super into random mystery junk. He has solved kryptos. He does brag about this accomplishment to his fans. He does reveal what it means to spite the CIA.
Collects something weird and small like buttons or bottle caps or stamps.
Bilingual! He can speak the King's and latin.
Loves rats. In the orphanage they were scary, they stole stockpiled food which could mean starvation, they chewed on you and gave some kids infections, they were horrible. Now that he's out and living in his own place he finds a lot of catharsis in taming them and befriending them.
In my universe he was in a mook adjacent band that broke up because he couldn't work well with the other bandmates.
He did NOT FLOOD THE CITY. I feel like in the movie this was completely off the wall, imu he doesnt ever make a plan to flood the whole city. What he does imu for the finale is a surprise >:].
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