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the-riddlers-glasses · 6 months

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I Want The Riddler Tonight ~ The Riddler/Edward Nashton x F!Reader

Word Count: 1,756

Summary: Eddie was out cleaning the corrupt streets as the Riddler, and when he returned something in you decided that you wanted the Riddler to take control of you. Eddie’s always so gentle with you, but tonight you want something different.

Warnings: SMUT 18+ MDNI (fingering, giving oral, penetrative sex, dom!riddler, praise, aggression, climax denial) + brief mention of violence

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You were drifting to sleep, the room dimly lit by the soft moonlight peaking through a gap in the curtain. The bed was smooth and comfy on your skin, like you had fallen into a cotton candy cloud, so comforting. As you feel yourself falling into the dream state, you hear the keys jingling at the door to your apartment. Eddie you thought to yourself, a jolt of excitement rushing through your veins. Despite this excitement, you were far too exhausted to jump up and greet him, allowing him to come find you.

His footsteps were quiet on the floor, but you could hear the slight rustling of his Riddler costume as he approached the bedroom, taking a quick stop in the bathroom. You decided to get up and greet him, seeing as your excitement grew. You slowly got out of the warm covers that draped across your body, grabbing a cardigan from the end of the bed. You tiptoed towards the bathroom, where your eyes met in the mirror as he was removing his mask. You could see a smile grow on his face through the mask, as his eyes became smaller. He lifted the mask off his head to reveal his gorgeous face, cheeks slightly flushed. He reached for the saran wrap around his head.

“Want a hand with that?” You asked sweetly, placing your hand on top of the hand he reached for his head with.

He nodded and you helped remove the saran wrap from his hair, fluffing it back up with your fingers. Before you could finish fixing his hair, he swiftly turned around and swept you off your feet, into an embracing kiss. He put you back down, and flashed a smile.

“I got Colson. It was really easy” he giggled with a smirk, as he began to unbutton his dirty green jacket. “He’s going to be in a lot of trouble at the Mayor elect’s funeral” the malicious tone in his words filled the room with an unexplainable tension - not of the bad kind.

Eddie was compassionate and gentle with you, but right now you were craving something more. The power he displayed against corrupt authority figures was so intoxicating. You never saw that side of him, he was always cautious not to hurt you, but tonight you wanted him to hurt you. He was so confident and powerful in his Riddler getup, it sparked an idea in your head. You grabbed his hands, preventing him from taking off his jacket. You began buttoning it back up, and he gave you a puzzled look. You reached the top of his jacket, and placed your hands against his chest, leaning up towards his face.

“I want the Riddler to fuck me tonight” you whispered in his ear as you took your cardigan off and threw it to the floor. You ran your fingers through his hair seductively, “I’ve been a bad girl” you felt him tense up in your touch, he liked your words.

You didn’t need to say anymore, he pushed you against the bathroom wall, hands running up and down your body as he desperately made out with you. You could feel his growing bulge against your leg, moving your hips against it to tease him. He let out small moans between kisses, and one of his hands snaked up your body until it reached your neck, wrapping around it and tightening his grip.

“You’re going to be a good girl, understand?” He asked, inching closer to your face with lust clouded eyes.

You nodded, and he slipped his fingers into your mouth as he lent down to leave marks all over your neck. You let out a muffled moan.

“Let it out, baby. I want to hear you” he hummed, lips pressed against your neck, sending shivers down your body.

He removed his fingers from your mouth, placing a hot kiss against your lips as his hand reached down to your pants. He slipped his fingers under the waistband of your pants, making their way to your wet entry.

“God you’re so wet for me already” He growled out. ‘Pathetic” he added with a devilish grin on his face.

You were taken aback by his comment, equally enamoured with the power he held over you in this moment. Before your thoughts could travel any further, he slipped the full length of his fingers into your [cave]. You let out a moan into his neck as he began moving his finger in and out. The pace grew and you were a whimpering mess under his touch, he was swimming in the power, and you could see his rock hard bulge through his deep green pants.

Suddenly, he stopped and removed his fingers from you. You whined at the loss of contact as he bought up the fingers covered in your juices.

“Lick them clean” he demanded.

You did as he asked, never breaking eye contact with him once. A smirk grew across his face and you knew he was pleased. He harshly ran his fingers through your hair, gathering it into a fist and pulling your head pack to expose your neck. He ran his tongue along your neck, up to your ear. He stopped.

“Get on your knees” he whispered through breaths.

Of course you did as you were told, proving yourself a good girl to the Riddler. Your knees hit the cold tiled floor, and you looked up at the man towering over you. He unzipped his pants, and slightly pulled them down alongside his boxers. His cock sprung free, as he let out a deep breath.

“Suck it” he demanded.

You took the tip into your mouth and swirled your tongue around it to tease him. He winched at the intense feeling. You slowly slid your mouth over his length, until it hit the back of your throat, making you moan around him. Your head moved up and down over his length, causing him to buck his hips to saviour the feeling.

“Fuuuck” he breathed out, encouraging you to continue pleasing him.

You picked up your pace, almost gagging on him. He grabbed the back of your head and began pushing himself in and out of your throat. You gagged and choked but the noises he was making were too good to resist. His pace sped up even more, and you felt a tear roll down your cheek. His warm liquid filled your throat, as the room was echoing with his whimpers and moans. He removed his member from your mouth and lent down towards your face.

“Swallow it like a good girl” he ordered.

You swallowed his warm cum and opened your mouth to show him.

“Such a good little slut” he said wiping the tear from your cheek and a slapping you across the face, causing you to let out a small moan.

He scooped you off the floor and into his arms, carrying you to the bedroom. He threw you onto the bed, crawling up in between your legs, grabbing the waistband of your pants and pulling them down. He looked at your thin black lace panties, and wrapped his fingers around the fabric, ripped them off with ease. He then crawled on top of you and snaked his hands behind your back, lifting your top over your head to expose your bare breasts.

He lent down and placed your right breast in his mouth, teasing the nipple with his tongue. He did the same to the other, and began making his way down your stomach, peppering your torso with wet, hot kisses. You couldn’t contain your lust, wriggling under his touch. He eventually reached your special place and stopped. He got up and positioned himself at your entrance and grabbed your thighs, meeting your desperate gaze.

“You want this?” He smirked.

“Y-yes” you replied, out of breath from desperation.

“Beg” he demanded, his eyes narrowing as he made strong eye contact with you.

“Please” you panted.

“Bad girl. That’s not how you beg” he seems disappointed with your efforts.

You knew exactly what would get him going. “Please Riddler, fuck me. I’ll be good” you said, looking into his eyes as they darkened with lust.

With that, his tip entered you and you breathed in quickly though your gritted teeth as you adjusted to the feeling. He slowly shoved his whole length into you, breathing heavily as the sensation of your tight walls met his shaft.

“You feel so good” he panted as he picked up his pace, rocking his hips into yours.

You moaned out in pure ecstasy and bucked your hips into his to get him deeper. He smirked at this, seeing how desperate you are under his control. He licked his fingers, and began circling your clit for extra stimulation. You were out of breath, aching for release. You looked at him with pleading eyes.

“No cumming until I say so” he moaned out forcefully.

You tried to hold yourself together, so overstimulated and desperate for climax, but you persevered to prove yourself worthy of the Riddler. His thrusts became sloppy, and you knew he was close.

His moaning got louder and louder until he shouted “cum for me.”

You both climaxed together and rode out your orgasms. He pulled out of you and leaned forward towards your face.

“Such a good girl for the Riddler” he said whilst grabbing your throat.

You bit your lip and pulled him in for a kiss. His eyes softened and you saw sweet Eddie once again.

“Let me clean you up” he said, walking to the bathroom to get a towel.

He returned and wiped up the mess between your legs, giving you a sweet smile. You got up and put some clothes on, whilst Eddie changed out of his Riddler clothes and into something more comfortable. He lay down on the bed and you lay on his chest.

“You did such a good job baby” you said, running your hand up and down his chest.

“It wasn’t too much? Did I hurt you?” He questioned, seeming genuinely concerned.

“No sweetheart, it was amazing. I would love the Riddler to fuck me again” you said with a giggle.

“I’m glad, I enjoyed it too” he said placing a kiss on your head.

You both fell asleep in each others arms, ready to spend another day together cleaning up Gotham. There was no one else in this cesspool of a city like Edward, or the Riddler, and you were lucky to have both.

#dano!riddler x reader #dano riddler x reader #edward nashton x reader #edward nashton #the riddler #the riddler x reader #paul dano #the batman #batman #edward nashton smut

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imagine--if · 1 year

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Headcanons for hurt reader (this could be someone attacking her on the streets but not too deep yk) and bruce comforting her… please

A/N: So this is the requested part two of this post, which was where The Riddler obsessing over you kind of got out of hand and The Batman stepped in to save the day 🙃 so here we are with Bruce! I might have to do a part three of bonding with Bruce later hehe 🖤 enjoy!!

Wordcount: 1.1K

The enormous, gothic gates of Wayne Manor swing open steadily as one of their posh cars rolls into the driveway, driven by Alfred. Just one call from The Batman twenty minutes ago and everything was sorted, just like that. It was as if his presence allowed him to bend wills, instil fear in everyday Gotham rioters and a spark of hope in the more peaceful ones who just kept themselves to themselves and looked after their families.

What kind of effect could you call the one he was having on you?

Was it the same as his own?

"I really hope I'm not imposing," you say in a slight fluster to Alfred, who parks up the car into a long, lit-up garage. "I mean, the, um, The Batman said it was fine, but..."

"It's no imposition at all, Miss," Alfred says with a genuine, kind look, stopping the engine and getting out first to open your door for you, offering a hand to help you out. "As for Bruce Wayne, he is unused to guests, but in a circumstance like this I assume he'll be happy to oblige."

A small weight of uncertainty weighs in your chest, and you walk up the grand entrance of the Manor meekly, feeling completely out of place; you, a supposed everyday person in Gotham, suddenly called out for acts of charity and roped into a whole, terrifyingly obsessive ordeal with the Riddler, and billionaire Bruce Wayne, tucked safely and secretly away in his home as it all goes by.

He doesn't appear at first as Alfred works the advanced security indoors and leads you into a lovely, wide gothic hallway. Alfred sweeps off his coat and puts it away, and you shift awkwardly on the spot, thumbing the lightly worn material of your hoodie, your clothes damp and uncomfortable now after all you've been through wearing them. Alfred seems to notice, and he gives you a reassuring smile.

"We can send for some of your things, Miss, don't worry about that. Or you could order new things online. Orders often come within a few hours here."

Of course they do. Here, you'll be treated like royalty, and you blush just thinking about it, an overwhelmed rush of adrenaline hitting you, snaking its way through your body.

"I'll take you upstairs," Alfred continues, with a magical kind of sixth sense into your needs though you've only just met. "Then we can get you settled properly, and you can rest up. You must have been through a lot."

You shrug, raising your brow. "Yeah. It's been... yeah, a lot."

"Well, try not to worry yourself too much, Miss, especially now you're here. It's the safest place you could be in Gotham."

You nod with a small smile, following the butler as he takes you to a beautiful corridor with multiple guest rooms branching off opposite each other, leaving you to take your pick.

"I'll try not to get lost," you say, half-joking, half-serious, and Alfred nods with a knowing smile.

"Ah, yes, it does take some getting used to. There's a map of the whole Manor in the top drawer of every bedside chest in each room, which you could make use of. Feel free to wander whenever you fancy. Except for the Waynes' old wing," Alfred adds, a sad note tinging his voice, "and the basement area is restricted too. Other than that, I sincerely hope you enjoy your stay, and try to relax. You're quite welcome here."

"Thanks," you say gratefully, but can't help asking once more, "Are you sure he won't mind?"

"I don't mind," a different, deeper and lower-toned voice answers you instead of Alfred, and you flinch in surprise as Bruce Wayne himself stands before you both.

You have to force yourself to stop staring at the mysterious, reclusive billionaire, the soft, smooth brown shades of his hair and deep, dark brown eyes that bleed into your gaze, effortlessly yet intensely reading you, a sombre, indifferent expression on his face. His clothes are all black, and he squints slightly in the chandelier's light hanging above you, bringing life to the stretch of the hallway.

"I don't mind at all," Bruce repeats, looking you straight in the eye. "I'm glad you're... that you can be safe, here."

"Oh," you breathe in a daze of wonder and shock, too much happening in twenty-four hours for you to keep up with. "Thank you, I... yeah, I'll be fine."

Bruce nods, and it seems like he wants to say something, but he falters, gaze dropping to the ground in his antisocial awkwardness. You wait patiently, Alfred smiling and leaving you to it quietly.

"I guess you heard about what happened," you assume, playing with your hands as you try to bring back the conversation, and Bruce's eyes flick back to yours. "With The Riddler, I mean. Do you think he'll figure out that I..."

"That you're here? Maybe. But the chances of him breaking into the Manor and taking you from this site are slim to none. Our security is of a high standard. You'll be okay here."

There's a mixture of something meaningful in Bruce's eyes that you struggle to work out. Sympathy? Concern? Care?

"It won't happen to you again," Bruce tells you, so convinced by his words that you believe them just as easily, relaxing with a light sigh through your nose. "I... I won't let it happen. I'm sorry it did."

You frown in confusion, giving him a half-smile. "It really wasn't your fault. But thank you."

"You don't need to thank me," he responds, and after a beat of comfortable silence, he speaks up again. "I'll leave you to it, then. Try to rest."

You nod in agreement. "Okay. I'll try not to get lost at the same time. Don't want to give you the fright of your life when I suddenly walk into a secret room or something."

You cringe a little at your words, levity trying to lighten the mood, but to your surprise, a flicker of something that looks like a very small, but very genuine smile graces the young man's features briefly.

"I'll show you around tomorrow, if you want," he offers. "You'll be here until The Riddler is caught and apprehended, so it's best if you stay on Wayne grounds. But there's stuff to do, I guess, and... well, there's a library..."

You smile encouragingly. "I love books. I kind of like writing them too. I journal now and then."

Bruce blinks, before that faint, sweet smile reappears, and your heart skips seeing it. "So do I."

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zahri-melitor · 9 months

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Lost the original post, but someone was talking about Tim mostly just having the same gallery of Rogues as the rest of the Bats, and that’s not actually true. Our lad had over 200 issues of solo comic during post-Crisis, he definitely has some Rogues that are his more than anyone else’s!

King Snake (Edmund Dorrance). Dorrance is 100% specifically one of Tim’s villains. If in modern comics any writers decided to resurrect him and start using him again I would be delighted, because he’s such a painful white guy who thinks he’s all that and better than the Hong Kong-based gang he runs. He’s also ‘died’ multiple times and just because he appeared in Blackest Night doesn’t mean he’s still dead now, we’ve had two universe reboots since then!

Lynx (and the rest of the Ghost Dragons). Both Lynx I and Lynx II are also Tim’s foes, though he’s happy to share them with Cass if she also wants to get some kicks in. Lynx I also has died twice (both times due to Cass) because a writer couldn’t be bothered to check the canon bible while writing.

Ulysses Armstrong. The General mostly exists to be an absolute pain and cause Tim angst. Also I’ll never forgive them for killing off Matthew and Hillary Armstrong, who helped Tim out from their very first appearances.

Anarky/Lonnie Machin. Tim’s shadow half. They’ve been feuding since 1990 and there’s no sign they plan to stop (even when they’re working together).

Ratcatcher is arguably more Tim’s villain than Bruce’s, and nobody else really deals with him.

The Sk8er Bois. Bring them (and Tim’s extremely dangerous skateboard) back!

Johnny Warlock. Wow do I ever hate Johnny, and he’s super annoying, but he’s definitely in Tim’s gallery.

The obvious one: Lady Shiva. She’s not Tim’s exclusively but only Cass has a closer connection in the Batfam and Tim’s connection is arguably closer than Bruce’s.

Plus of the more standard Bat Rogue collection:

Arthur Brown particularly dislikes Tim (alongside the obvious pick that he’s part of Steph’s gallery)

Maxie Zeus has mostly only tangled with Tim out of people who aren’t Bruce.

Arguably Tim’s the main Robin to deal with Mad Hatter too.

Ventriloquist is again a Tim-as-Robin era villain (mostly 1, I don’t think 2 spent much time near any Robin)

There’s probably some correlation between Bane’s position among the Rogues and Tim to make, because of how their timelines cross, but equally I highly dislike Bane so I’m not going to bother sketching it out.

Riddler has a soft spot for Tim.

So does Selina, whose first reluctant team up with that kid was during the original Clench.

Can’t forget Jean-Paul Valley (while hallucinating St Dumas)

And that’s just off the top of my head, there’s definitely others with more than a single storyline.

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incorrect-riordanverse · 1 year

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Riordanverse Characters as quotes by people i know have said

dedicated to @lord-of-pterodactyls, i know you asked for friends in particular but i’m broadening it as even people i consider my nemeses (old ass philosophy teacher) are funny

Percy: i truly feel as if nothing will ever incapsulate my being as truly as the singing monsters water wubbox

Annabeth: *screaming from adjoining room* GET LOST APPLE MUSIC PRIVACY

Piper: *in bikini* i don’t like people with big boobs

Jason: *trying to compliment piper* your hair looks like dementia

Leo: *emerging from the stinky depths of his room after being in there for 16 hours straight and no showers with clothes from 5 days ago, red scabs all over his body and lips so dry it looks like a snake shedding its old skin by how crusty it is* guys on a scale from 1 to 10 how sexy do i look rn?

Hazel: *yeets her foot out and jiggles her toes menacingly at people she dislikes as an intimidation tactic because her toes are particularly hideous*

Frank: *after literally being targeted by a racial ‘joke’* worse than that, you white people eat spam

Grover: *pats air purifier* a good trusted friend

Nico: *drifts into hazel’s room* bro i ain’t even gonna lie, the holidays are better than the black plague *leaves room before she can question him further*

Reyna: *sleeptalking* stallion le meghan

Rachel: *pretending her coloured markers are vapes*

Thalia: *pointing at luke* my bro be the victim and the perpetrator

Tyson: *when talking about doing math* all i have are my fingers and a dream

Clarisse: *sees a sick person in bed* you’re looking pretty vulnerable *proceeds to ransack their room and steal their sheets like some gremlin*

Octavian: i am THE riddler *speaks in riddler voice and puts on devious little expression* what is... a curtain?

Will: *sees a dying person and looks pointedly at nico* and thats because they didnt take their cenovis vitamin c

Luke: i am constantly one snap away from either committing homicide or suicide

Apollo: *feeling face after new skincare routine* gosh my face feels as soft as a silicone tit

Meg: *pointing at apollo after redemption arc* YOU WON’T GO TO HEAVEN BECAUSE YOU ARE A COMMUNIST!

Magnus: *eating falafel* this is an orgasmic experience

Samirah: *substituting random words in english for arabic and not realising no one understands what she’s saying*

Alex: *laughing at the death threats she gets online after posting a meme about BTS in the military*

Blitz: *does something naughty* omg sorry im such a libra（＾ν＾）

Hearth: *walks into room* god is dead.

Carter: *walking into sadie’s room visibly upset with a box of cadbury favourites* here take them. if you don’t im going to eat them all. please, dont make me do this

Sadie: take a shit and be late to school or dont take the shit and be on time hell loop

Zia: my top artist on spotify this year will be xi jinping’s wife

Walt: *simply, appreciatively and completely without context* yeah, buddha is a pretty amazing guy

Anubis: i dislike being emo because i can only go as death note characters for halloween

Bast: *absolutely entranced by watching love island uk and is just repeating everything any person says back in a treacherous essex accent*

Bes: *walking into classroom full of young teens with an oversized ‘free james assange’ shirt* today i am a nice, trendy leftist. tomorrow, who knows?

#of course im putting them in the context of riordanverse or else they simply would not make sense otherwise #i have so much quotes that cant apply to these characters because theyre all asian jokes bc me + my fam + my entire friendship group r asian #i had to censor the frank quote too bc what happened was 100x more out of pocket 💀#riordanverse #incorrect riordanverse #heroes of olympus #the kane chronicles #percy jackson #trials of apollo #magnus chase #annabeth chase #thalia grace #zia rashid #rachel elizabeth dare #piper mclean #leo valdez #nico di angelo #carter kane #sadie kane #jason grace #will solace #samirah al abbas #hazel levesque #lester papadopolous #frank zhang #meg mccaffrey #grover underwood #reyna avila ramirez arellano #bes bast anubis blitz hearthstone apollo octavian tyson #luke castellan walt stone alex fierro clarisse la rue

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finniestoncrane · 2 months

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i need to get this out of my system so i’m putting it into your inbox. i desperately need to make gotham eddie feel like he’s worth something, that poor little stringbean 🤲

Worth It

Gotham!Riddler x Fem!Reader, word count: 650 i don't even know if this was a request but it just killed me, the idea of making sure he knew he was VALID AND VALUABLE urgh 💚 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: flirting, kissing, teasing, over clothes touching

Pulling on his tie, you held him in place, tugging him back into your kiss anytime he tried to move away from you. Lips clinging to him, you savoured it, the sweet taste of the pastry he ate at lunch, the bitter sting of the coffee on his tongue, the salty flavour of the sweat on his upper lip, his nerves getting the better of him as you ran one hand through his hair, messing up his perfectly tidy style.

You loosened the leash you held him by, watching him lean back, his tie slipping past your fingers and falling to his chest, which rose and fell with heavy breaths. He wasn't going anywhere, you were sure of that now as you looked down to his crotch, a visible bulge where he had stiffened, a dark spot forming on the front of his brown slacks where his precum had leaked through.

He caught your eyeline, quickly working out what you were staring at, and began stammering out an apology, an excuse, anything he could.

"Hm, don't worry about it too much, Eddie. I think it's a compliment."

"Y-you do?"

"Of course."

Kicking your leg out, you let your shoe fall to the floor, snaking your stocking covered foot up his leg, hooking your calf behind his knee and pulling him back into you.

"It's flattering... you must be very into me."

With both legs now wrapped around him, you edged closer to the desk you were sitting on, skirt riding up, your panties visible as you closed the gap between the tent in his pants and your own heated entrance.

He swallowed, Adam's apple bobbing, lips falling apart as he stared to the ceiling, hoping that if he couldn't see you, your breasts visible, pouring over the top of your bra beneath your unbuttoned shirt, thighs bulging past the hem of your tight skirt, then he might be able to hold himself together. But while he was distracted, you took his hand, grabbing it quick and placing it against the front of your panties, his fingers twitching as he realised that they were resting on your thick pussy lips, a thin layer of silky fabric between his skin and yours.

"Besides, I'm sure you can tell that I'm just as into you..."

Edward's fingertips twitched, rubbing slightly at the wet patch on your pants before he pulled them away, gasping when you caught his wrist and slowly brought him back to your body, placing his hands back over your panties and pushing his fingers against you. Moaning slightly, you let go of his wrist, glad that he kept his fingers there, even if they were completely still.

"A-aren't you worried that someone... someone might see you? With me?"

"And what if they did? Would you be embarrassed by me, Eddie?"

You stroked his cheeks with your knuckles, eyes focused on his soft lips.

"No! Oh, dear, no! I just... you...we might get fired? Wouldn't we?"

Leaning into him, you pushed your lips against his, his body still stiff and rigid, almost like he was afraid of you. You broke off the kiss, smiling as you looked deep into his eyes behind his lenses.

"Well, even if that happened... I think it would be worth it. I think you're worth it."

As though you had triggered something in him, boosted his confidence by letting him know that you were willing to risk so much just to kiss him, to touch him, he kissed you back. The force with which he came into contact with your body knocked you back, and he followed you, leaning onto your body as you let yourself relax onto the desk, Edward's hands at either side of your head, pinning you in place as he began grinding against you.

If anyone came in, if you were caught, you'd accept the repercussions. But only if they agreed to let you have the room for just ten minutes before you cleaned your desk out and left.

#finnie writes #riddler #the riddler #edward nygma #gotham #gotham riddler #gotham!riddler #gotham fox

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acapelladitty · 6 months

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Dano Riddler/Reader - Riding Crop (Kinktober #14)

Summary - Splayed out on all fours, Edward shows you that he knows how to be a good boy when the situation calls for it.

Trailing the flat edge of the riding crop across the expanse of his back, you trace the small smattering of freckles which decorate the plump skin as you pause to admire the deep shiver which the small sensation drags from him. Splayed as he were, his position on all fours - trembling limbs supporting his arched back - gave you free access to every inch of him as you grip his chin between your thumb and forefinger, your others finger pressing into the warmth of his neck as you force his head further up to face you directly.

“Do you deserve this?”

It’s a test and you can see the intelligence flitting behind his dilated pupils as he strives to work out the correct response; the one which he knows you expect. His cock, hot and heavy as it hangs between his legs, twitches in interest as you spread your thighs before him, trying to cheat him out of the focus you were demanding of him.

“I deserve it, if you think I do.”

A perfect answer and one which steals a grin from your lips as you drop his head and tap the crop against his shoulder in warning of what was to come next.

The first blow draws a punched-out sound from his throat as he fights to stifle a moan but he is unable to show such restraint for the second hit as you add another stripe to his back and relish in the pained grunt.

“Counting.”

“Yes, mistress.” He agrees from between gritted teeth as you intentionally hit the same position again, no doubt adding fresh fire to the growing heat in his abused skin. “That would be three.”

“Amazing boy.” You tease, mussing his mop of red hair with the riding crop condescendingly before raising it high once more. “Now, let’s see what gives out first; my crop or your skin.”

Your hands are merciless as they rain down blows on his exposed skin, each one targeted to stripe along a fresh piece of flesh as red welts quickly bubbled to the surface. He was brave in his reactions, desperately trying to limit his cries as he buried his face against the carpet to muffle the noise while his fingers scraped against the fibres to gain some purchase.

It was exhilarating. To watch as he both pulled away and yet pushed up to meet every hit sparked something sadistic deep within your chest as you fought to give him exactly what he needed, what he craved. His masochism was something he had been hesitant to share but it was undeniable as his subtle begging for harsher grips and rougher treatment had naturally leaked into your regular lovemaking.

Taking a moment to pause, you admire the way which his body flinches as it anticipates the next blow. “You are doing so well, baby.” You praise, watching the way the mild praise makes gooseflesh break out across his abused skin.

You drop to one knee by his side, your hand quickly snaking around his thigh to wrap around his cock. He’s as painfully hard as he looks and your fingers are quickly covered in his pre-cum as it leaks from his cockhead without shame. Giving him a few quick strokes, the simple act making his knees spread even further as a whores moan escapes his ragged throat, you pull away and quickly move to kneel beside his head.

Tucking the crop beneath your armpit, you grip his hair with your free hand as you bring your cum stained fingers to his lips.

“Clean them. I won’t continue until the mess is gone.”

His reaction is enthusiastic as his wickedly aroused state denies him any dignity and his pink tongue is quick to wrap around your digits. He pulls them deeper into his mouth as he cleans them diligently, ensuring that every millimetre of skin is bathed by his tongue as he tastes himself against your fingers.

Your grip of his hair loosens enough to ruffle his hair playfully as you watch him complete his task.

“Smart boy.” You purr. “Maybe, if you take this next round of strikes well enough then we’ll see about taking care of that little problem between your legs before I have you eat me out.”

#Edward nashton #riddler #edward nashton x reader #riddler x reader #riddler x you #edward nashton x you #paul dano #riddler fic #riddler smut #smut

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jokesonyouimfruity · 24 days

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Hiiiiiiiiii I'm in LOVE with your Scarecrow and Riddler designs SO MUCH!!!! They bring me major serotonin when I see them and your Scarecrow has changed how I think of Scarecrow ^^

I'd love to learn more about what he is/what he can do! Is he a metahuman, since you say that he produces his own fear toxin? Where in his body does he produce it at? (Is it like a special little organ like snakes have for venom?) Does he only produce it through his saliva or can he also produce it through his blood? (Or is he just constantly producing fear toxin, and you can't stab him or else you'll get it all over you?) Oh! And that mouth thing you showed him doing when him and Eddie were kids, is that his "true form"? Sorry for all the questions, im just so curious to learn more ^^'

Anywho I love your art, it makes me so happy whenever I see it!

HIIIIII OMG YOU HAVE NO CLUE HOW MUCH THIS MADE MY DAY HIJNSIJFNKJNCN

I’ll gladly answer your questions about silly lil dude

Trigger warning further down!! Vomit, and like organs n stuff

Jon is a very fun character to toy with! I love him so much and his dynamics with everyone in the au.

I’m so glad you enjoy the silly as much as me, hope to have you in my inbox again!!!

#dc au #riddler #dc scarecrow #dc fanart #dc #art #scarecrow info dump #jonathan crane #i love this silly guy #I feel so bad for him though #art dump #scriddler #silly art #art stuff #digital art #artists on tumblr #anon ask #I am so joyous that you asked about him #I have been ranting about him for weeks to my friends

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eviltransswag · 10 months

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Evil Trans Swag Competitor List

I'm not posting a bracket because I'm still making it and it's by hand, but here are the characters who are going to be in the tournament! The match-ups will be randomly generated and there are 64 characters. The polls will last a week. Alright enough of that here is the list (in alphabetical order bc yeah)

Thanks everyone for submissions and the voter fraud!!

Akaza (Demon Slayer)

Akechi Goro (Persona 5)

Alexis Meade (Ugly Betty)

Artemis Fowl (Artemis Fowl series)

Ashiok (Magic the Gathering)

Beatrice (Umineko: When They Cry)

Bloodraven (Tales of Dunk and Egg)

Buggy the Clown (One Piece)

Cesar (Big Top Burger)

Sir Crocodile (One Piece)

Dio Brando (Jojo's Bizarre Adventure)

Dr. Frank-N-Furter (Rocky Horror Picture Show)

Dr. Starline (IDW Sonic)

Dracule Mihawk (One Piece)

Edward Nygma/The Riddler (DC Comics)

Elendira (Trigun)

Envy (Full Metal Alchemist)

Ghirahim (The Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword)

Giselle Gewelle (Bleach)

Goblin King Jareth (Labyrinth)

Golden-Winged Peng (LEGO Monkie Kid)

Grelle Sutcliff (Black Butler)

Grima (Fire Emblem)

Heinz Doofenshmirtz (Phineas and Ferb)

Henry Cooldown (No More Heroes)

HIM (Powerpuff Girls)

Hubert von Vestra (Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

Ienaga Kano (Golden Kamuy)

Infinite the Jackal (Sonic the Hedgehog series)

James (Pokemon)

Jessie (Pokemon)

Jester Karture (Fate/Strange Fake)

John Hart (Torchwood)

Joseph Bertrand III (inFAMOUS 2)

Lestat de Lioncourt (The Vampire Chronicles)

Liquid Snake/Eli (Metal Gear Solid)

Loam Arnault (Entropic Float)

Merasmus (Team Fortress 2)

Metal Sonic (Sonic the Hedgehog series)

Millions Knives (Trigun)

Moot Tarbella (Epithet Erased)

Mordred Pendragon (The Mechanisms - High Noon Over Camelot)

Mutsuki Tooru (Tokyo Ghoul)

Neferpitou (Hunter x Hunter)

Orochimaru (Naruto)

Pigma Dengar (Star Fox)

Revolver Ocelot (Metal Gear Solid series)

Scaramouche/Wanderer (Genshin Impact)

Scourge the Hedgehog (Sonic the Hedgehog series)

SCP-004-J/Stanley Nichols (SCP Foundation)

Sephiroth (Final Fantasy VII)

Serafine Savoy (Lackadaisy)

Shamura (Cult of the Lamb)

Shiromori (Mystery Skulls Animated)

Silver (Pokemon)

Suzuki Emiri (High-Rise Invasion)

Sweet Tooth (Moshi Monsters)

The Leading Light (HLVRV)

Turkey (Dorohedoro)

Tyki Mikk (D. Gray Man)

Uncle Wiley (Hatchetfield)

Vaati (The Legend of Zelda series)

Vegas Theerapanyakul (Kinnporsche: The Series)

Yoshiya "Joshua" Kiryu (The World Ends With You)

#evil trans swag tournament #evil trans swag list

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danosrosegarden · 9 months

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conjugal prison sex

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-abram🫶🏻

beware of the dogs - edward nashton x gn!reader headcanons (NSFW) ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

{contains: penetrative sex, choking, creampie, and a dash of angst at the end.}

☽ Warm, sparkling beads of sweat dribbled down his forehead as his hands frantically snaked up and down your hips. His touch was electric, sending shocking bolts of desire through your pounding heart and into your red-hot bloodstream.

☽ It had been...how long since his sentencing? You weren't sure anymore. The days had seemed to melt together into a gray-brown mush ever since he'd been gone. The time in-between felt like frosty, rusty ankle shackles. The questioning had felt so intrusive; they poked and prodded at your most sensitive parts. No, I had no idea of his plan. Yes, I'm sure. No, I had no idea he was The Riddler. Get out of my face. I don't have to speak to you.

☽ Seeing your sweet, love-laced Eddie in an orange jumpsuit for the first time had ripped your heart into jagged pieces. How could this be? Watching him stand before the judge, you could feel the thick fear running through his blood. My sweet baby. Am I ever going to see you again outside of cold bars?

☽ None of it mattered now that you were in his arms again. You couldn't bring yourself to care about the future when his tongue was running along the gummy walls of your mouth, when his hands were free and gripping your hips like if he let go, you'd shatter.

☽ The room you'd been given was cramped, and the mattress of the bed felt like a frigid rock. You didn't care. You just needed him, and you needed him now.

☽ "I missed you so much," he kept repeating in your ear as you shed your clothes. "So much, so much."

☽ The feeling of him inside of you made your jaw go slack instantly. It had been so long, too long. You wrapped your hands around his neck and squeezed around him. A low groan threaded out from his throat as his fingers dug into the curve of your hips and he pounded into you.

☽ "C-can feel you throbbing..." he moaned, his glasses slipping down his nose. "My...my sweet baby..."

☽ It was pathetic, how quickly you felt the heat in your stomach tie into knots and build. Edward's hands left your hips and found their way onto your neck. His warm fingers laced themselves around your throat and pushed. A high squeak snaked out of you as he continued to thrust into you; fast, hard, needy as a desperate bitch in heat. He was uncontrollable. Not like you wanted him under control. You liked this side of him; your body cried out for the way his went wild. He was a rabid dog, foaming at the blood-stained mouth. You were trapped in his sharp teeth. You waited for the moment he'd bite down; your bones would crack, your blood would spurt.

☽ "I'm not pulling out," he growled into your ear. "Fuck, I needed you so bad." His words had your vision blurring and the steady heat rising.

☽ He filled you up with a loud whimper and a tight, nearly painful hold on your waist. Your heat finally burst after his, washing over your body in shimmering waves.

☽ You both sat in the hot silence for a moment, panting and holding onto each other with trembling hands.

☽ Maybe you never would see him again outside of cold bars, outside of short phone calls, outside of a glass pane shooting through the middle of your love. But you had him here, and you had him now. Maybe that could be just enough to stave off the aching hurt of his absence.

#eli's writing #danonation #paul dano #edward nashton #the riddler #the batman #edward nashton x reader #the riddler x reader #edward nashton x you #the riddler x you #edward nashton x y/n #the riddler x y/n

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