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imagine--if · 2 years

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Dano Riddler imagine/Drabble where the reader’s getting him hot and bothered by praise and affection 😍

A/N: Hell yesss 💚 Ik I don't write smut, but I'm fine with suggestiveness and all, just not writing the explicit nsfw 😅 so don't be shy with this stuff! Next chapter of To My Hope should be up tomorrow 😁💕

Pairing: Dano!Riddler x reader (The Batman 2022)

Warnings: Suggestiveness, fluff, obsessive loving Riddler 🥰

Words: 512

You can't help smiling as you look at the state you've put him in. Green hoodie still on from the Riddler making an appearance just a few minutes ago, speckled with blood, his brown locks dishevelled. It's crazy to see how Edward Nashton can go from being a mad mastermind who tortures the corrupt of Gotham and leaves behind fatal puzzles in his wake... to this.

He whines as your fingers graze his cheek, tracing his skin delicately as they drift further down. Eddie's eyes are lidded dreamily, and he leans against your touch needily, gazing at you in a lovesick trance.

"You were only gone a couple hours," you say with a smirk, starting to play and tug at his hair. Edward hums in acknowledgement, sighing blissfully at the feeling of your hands in his hair. "You missed me this much?"

He nods in eager agreement. "Mm... I kept thinking about you. I'm always thinking about you, angel..."

You smile at that, shifting closer to him and settling in between his leg. Edward immediately takes the chance to secure his arms around your waist, impatiently tugging you closer.

"Eddie," you speak up again, blinking up at him with a gentle smile as you cup his cheeks. Edward lets out a broken moan, closing his eyes at your touch and slumping forward into you.

"Eddie?"

"Mm?"

"Do you love me?"

Edward lets out a shaky breath, his green eyes meeting yours pleadingly, knowing full well you know the answer.

"I- of course I do! I love you so much, I can't live without you, I'll do anything you want me to..."

He has to pause to catch his breath, and you giggle, nuzzling against his face and kissing the corner of his mouth. Eddie chases your lips, a flustered, excited blush smeared across his cheeks.

"I love you too," you murmur, hugging him closely as he rests against your chest, trying desperately to push himself impossibly closer. "You're my Riddler, aren't you?"

Edward whimpers happily, a wide smile on his face as he moves to drag you onto his lap, burying his face into the crook of your shoulder and kissing the skin he could reach.

"I've always been yours," is his breathless response, and his eyes find the Polaroid wall of your room, crammed with photos of you and Eddie. He giggles, looking up at you adoringly as he rocks you in his arms.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers in awe, and you lean in to kiss him properly. Edward can't hold back the moan that escapes his lips as you meld together, and he grips your body flush against his protectively, not loosening his hold when you part, resting your forehead against his.

"Then we match," you reply with a small laugh, "your eyes, your smile, your laugh... you're so cute, Eddie."

Edward bashfully hides his face back into your neck, leaving a trail of gentle, damp kisses.

"I'll show everyone," he breathes the promise between kisses and licks, "I'll show you... just how much I love you, my darling."

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wickertea · 1 year

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I’m normal about being Catholic and I have no religious trauma whatsoever

#the riddler #paul dano riddler #the batman riddler #the riddler fanart #the riddler Paul dano #the batman fanart #Paul dano riddler fanart #spookart!!#I want to chew on him #this took me like 30 minutes and I don’t really like it but I have not drawn in weeks lmaoooo

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melodylovesklitzy · 2 years

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What a Trip - Edward Nashton x F!Reader

Warning: Sexual Content, language

Word Count: 1.9k

Edward had betrayed you but you two still had a trip planned, you couldn't just let a perfectly good trip go to waste.

You and Edward had this planned for months, it was too late to back out now. The trip had cost the both of you quite a bit of money and you both were determined to go on the trip no matter what. When you had found out Edward had some kind of mistress the plan didn’t change. Edward had no idea how you had found out about the women, he had tried everything to hide her from you. He didn’t even know himself why he had the mistress, he blamed it on some feeling of wanting to have multiple people be completely in love with him. He had been crushed over your lack of affection since you found out, he understood why but he craved your touch more than anything. He promptly dropped the mystery woman and begged you to forgive him, but you didn’t listen. He gave you every excuse in the book and you were having none of it.

“God Edward! Fuck off! Go fuck that other woman, clearly I wasn’t enough for you!” was a common sentence you said when the two of you would fight.

You were kind enough to let him continue staying with you only with the rules of: he had to pay rent, he had to stay in the guest room, and he had to stay away from you. He didn’t really follow the last rule and took every opportunity to speak to you. He begged you to speak to him, he desperately needed to hear your voice. He missed hearing you praise him for little things, like keeping the apartment clean or getting the mail. Now you basically ignored everything he said to you, the only time you guys would talk is when you were yelling at him for cheating on you.

He missed your voice so much, especially when you were praising him in between desperate whines and moans. God he could barely take listening to you at night, soft moans occasionally slipping out, some would be cut off with small screams. He knew you were stuffing yourself full with the toy he had bought you not too long ago. He had pressed his back against the wall closest to your room and had a hand around his cock desperately thrusting into it imagining it was you or your mouth. His hand was placed on his mouth, trying so hard to keep the noises in but some would slip out on accident. You knew he was doing it, you knew you shouldn’t enjoy it but you did. You enjoyed the power you had over him, you knew he loved you and wanted to be close to you, but something in your brain couldn’t let you forgive him.

However you also did love him, you wanted to be close to him, god you wanted him to fuck you again. Edward was very inexperienced, the only experience he had was from you and god he was a quick learner. He knew you like the back of his hand and would do anything in his power to have you screaming in seconds. You would sometimes moan his name softly hoping he wouldn’t hear but oh would he hear. He thrived on those moments, hearing you moan his name gave him the small bit of confidence to talk to you constantly, and you secretly enjoyed it. The two of you had been like this for months, you hadn’t filed for divorce, neither of you had the strength to fully leave each other.

Months passed and the day of the trip showed up quicker than the both of you thought it would. You had plans to spend most of your time on the bench, trying to soak up the glorious sun. That had all changed the moment you walked into the hotel room. You had changed the booking to be a two bedroom but the hotel must have messed something up because when you walked in you saw Edward awkwardly standing in front of the single bed, he looked like he was debating with himself on what to do.

“I’ll sleep on the couch.”

Edward spun around quickly to look at you, he was taken aback by your statement.

“What? No of course not, if anything I’d take the couch.”

“I don’t care who takes what Edward, as long as we’re not next to each other I don’t care.”

God would you eat those words later.

You had set your suitcase down, taking out the bikini you had packed so you could go to the beach. You had plans to lay in the sun that were calling your name and you desperately needed to get away from Edward. His green eyes watched your figure move across the room, from the far side where you had decided to lay your stuff to the opposite side where the bathroom resided. He tried to distract himself, he did, he had packed a good book that he was reading. He was hoping to finish it over the trip, he hadn’t even gotten half way through the first page when you came out of the bathroom in your tiny forest green bikini. God the color perfectly matched his riddler suit, he couldn’t help but let his mind wander to a dark place as his pants grew tighter. You walked back across the room to your suitcase, bending down to shuffle through the continents of the bag. When you bent down he could see a slight outline of your pussy and even a bit of it due to the lack of material in the area. God he could feel himself whimper at the sight.

“I’m going to the beach, don’t call.”

With that you walked out the hotel room, leaving with his imagination and his hand.

When you came back to the room, it was empty. You assumed Edward had left until you started to hear sounds in the bathroom, the sounds of a woman’s moans hit you straight in the chest, in your heart. You thought he loved you and yet here he was. On YOUR guys trip, fucking another woman. Tears had begun to form in your eyes as you ran to the other side of the room, trying to grab things as quickly as you could until you heard your own voice, and a moan of your name. Curiosity got the better of you and you peaked your head into the cracked bathroom door, the room was dark except for the light from a laptop that rested on the bathroom counter. The laptop displayed a video of you and Edward fucking, you had remembered recording it but didn’t think Edward still had it. The light from the laptop perfectly lit up Edward’s face, which was scrunched. His eyes were tightly shut and his mouth was hanging open, soft moans were leaving his mouth. One hand was gripping the edge of the counter while the other was gliding up and down his cock. You could tell he was close from his body language, like his trembling legs, unstead hand moments, and even him softly saying “god i’m gonna cum, gonna cum for you baby. Wanna cum all over you y/n.” You’d be lying to yourself if you didn’t say it had turned you on.

You backed away from the door slightly, wondering what to do when you had froze in your spot.

“Come on princess, I know you’re there, help me out would you?”

You didn’t think twice before pushing the bathroom door and flipping the lights on. There Edward stood, staring at the ceiling, slowly dragging his hand across his cock. His pants pooled on the floor and on his feet, the laptop laid open on the counter but the video was paused. You carefully stepped further into the bathroom, and slowly sunk to your knees in front of the man. You lifted your hand to meet his cock and wrapped your fingers around him, he looked down at you. You looked up at him through your eyelashes as you began to move your hand up and down his shaft, starting at a slow pace. He gave you a small smirk before letting out a soft moan and looking back up at the ceiling. He had removed his hand from himself and placed it in your hair, making a makeshift ponytail from the locks he grabbed. He lightly pushed you forward, and you got the hint, taking him into your mouth and moving up and down quickly. His groans increased in volume and a few words that consisted of your name and “fuck so good” also fell from his lips. You roughly pulled you back from his cock by your hair and yanked you up to be standing in front of him. The man didn’t have a ton of upper body strength and yet somehow he managed to lift you into his arms and carry you to the single bed in the room.

“You don’t wanna sleep in the same bed? Such a shame, good thing I didn’t plan on having either of us sleep tonight.”

He pulled the bikini cover off your body and then roughly pushed the bottoms to the side. He lightly ran his finger between your folds before grabbing himself and lining himself up with you. He slowly pushed into you, moaning at the warmth that surrounded him. He quickly set a pace with you, thrusting in and out, making you borderline scream his name and drag your nails along his back. He had buried his head into your shoulder and let out heavy pants, along with moans of your name and how good you felt around him. His hand moved from the side of your head to your bikini top, moving it to the side and uncovering one of your tits. He moved his head from your shoulder and quickly took your nipple into his mouth, sucking hard. You moaned at the feeling, everything began to build up. The pleasure was too much and it had you cumming around him, but he didn’t stop. He continued to thrust into you and suck on your boob, quickly removing the cover of the other and moving to the other one. The overstimulation had you cumming again in no time, but yet Edward still didn’t stop. This continued several more times, you had lost count of how many times you had cum after the 4th one. It had been hours by this point and Edward had only came 3 times at max. The man was determined to fuck you until you were brain dead, and he was getting close to that point.

By the time had had finished fucking you your legs might as well have been jelly. You couldn’t move them and Edward had to reposition your body to a comfortable lying position. He snuggled in beside you after cleaning you and him up as well as tucking you into the bed. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into his chest. The man truly did love you, and unfortunately for you, you loved him too.

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pillsarchive · 9 months

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I cannot come to the party actually im rewatching the batman intently and reciting all the riddlers lines by memory

#(thoughts)#paul dano riddler #the riddler paul dano

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sweetums0kitty · 2 years

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Things that I think have Edward Nashton ✨Vibes✨ or like random headcannons for him.

The Early Fall Out Boy albums.

Mainly I think he’d love Take This To Your Grave (he’s big into Tell Mick he just made my list of things to do today) and From Under the Cork Tree (Nobody Puts Baby in the Corner, I Slept with Someone in Fall Out Boy and All I got was this song) and Folie à deux (mans screams 20 Dollar Nosebleed driving home after a murder)

Has a beat up to hell DSI he saved a bunch of money up for. Is the undisputed king of Brain Age. Has that DS game that’s just a bunch of public domain classic books.

The DSI itself is like really beat up from riding around in his book bag. He’s changed the battery multiple times so it’s basically running on spite and coffee fumes! Just like him!

I think Eddie would also be an MCR fan, Mama makes him cry his eyes out. Legit heartbroken when they broke up. Absolutely lost his (already gone) fucking mind when Foundations of Decay came out.

Has a deep buried desire to be loved and held and cared for. Does not know how to express it or attain it. Poor guy is the definition of touch starved.

When he does order food at the diner he keeps it pretty simple. Like a sandwich maybe a BLT if he’s feeling fancy. Mostly it’s pie time bay-bee! Also too much coffee

Pretend to hate Starbucks, says Frappes are just milkshakes with like a drop of coffee in them. Loves to play the Coffee Snob™️. But this motherfucker would inject Pumpkin Spice Lattes and Frappes into his bloodstream if he could!

Speaking of Fall things favorite season right there. He loves Spoopy stuff!

The air getting colder, the leaves changing color, it’s crisper and Gotham is allllllmost a tolerable place to be in. Not when you’re right in the center of the city, that’s dank and nasty. But go to the parks or the outskirts and yeah he can vibe with that.

Is strangely enough a master at hair braiding. He picked up the skill from the Orphanage.

Really loved Roald Dahl books as a kid. Back when he was still innocent and idealistic (before everything went to shit and even a little after in the Orphanage) he would try really hard to see if he had Matilda powers.

Like he’s stand in the bathroom and give himself a migraine trying to flip the switch with his mind. It never worked! 😔✊

Shockingly don’t think he’s an Incel, is he dismissive of other people and outwardly rude? Yes, yes he is! But he just can’t give enough of a fuck about other people to give a shit about who’s having sex and who’s not. Still lonely tho…

I think his parents (to make him sadder, who doesn’t wanna kick around the Blorbo a lil) were/are a Rich Girl who was studying at Gotham University with a Law Degree and the son of her Landlord’s who was also studying. A joint study session or two and they had their little fling and boom! Eddie.

His birth mom is from Metropolis actually! His birth dad disappeared under mysterious circumstances. (Rich Girl’s dad paid him a bunch of money to fuck off out of Gotham and never talk to Ed or his mom ever again)

Neither of them have his last name and his records are hella obscured. Trust me, Eddie tried to find out something, fucking anything.

Rich Girl Mom went on to marry some Rich Boy and she ended up with a MRS. Degree and had two half siblings. She often wonders about him. Saw what happened in Gotham and felt terrible and responsible for how he turned out. Just uh… not enough to like actually reach out and help him.

Eddie hates people but will never be mean to a child. Especially not the children in his building. He likes kids, they’re honest and non-judgmental.

Deep down he still wants a spouse, a nice 4 (one room is his office/man cave) bed and 3 bath house on the outskirts of Gotham with 3.5 kids and Golden Retriever or some shit like that.

Watches/watched too many movies and thinks relationships are supposed to be like a rom-com.

Is in a few Discord servers, has his own for the Riddler but also has like a group of internet geeks he plays D&D and like Jackbox or TF2 with.

He is the D&D Dungeon Master thank you VERY much! When he’s not in charge (he will fight tooth and nail on this) he likes to play Wizards, he’s a classic Elven Wizard guy. Always super high intelligence and Wisdom stats. Has the worst fucking luck on charisma throws, even worse luck when it’s a saving throw.

He had/has friends he just self isolates into a pile of hatred for the world and self loathing so his relationships are shaky.

This dude fucking loves the Sims, Sims 2 is his Nostalgia fave but he really got into the Sims 3 and had played that one the most.

I think he smells nice and doesn’t use like 3 in 1 shampoo. It’s still shit like store brand generic green man soap. But he takes care of his skin and his hair.

Avid wearer of sunscreen, will burn if he doesn’t wear it. Objects majorly to going outside during the summer.

Has one faintly chipped tooth from when he got slammed into a toilet in Middle School.

Was a Library TA in high school. Mainly his senior year since he really didn’t need to take anymore classes other than like an elective (shop class and one more language course. He picked German)

Likes the smell of spearmint, vanilla lotion (especially on a pretty girl), leather, old books and the metallic smell of fresh blood. Also coffee but that was a given.

Can technically cook but chooses not to.

Okay, I really should fucking stop this is already so long. 😖😫 But I love him.

By god I have to add onto this post!

My dude is a raging pansexual, like you all saw how feral he was for Batman.

He has such a weird way of getting crushes on people. One time a cute guy was vaguely nice to him when he got his coffee order and this poor guy already planned out their entire wedding and what they’d name their kids.

Cannot initiate to save his life in those situations. Gets too up in his head and his mean ole brain is like “A you’re disgusting, B. You’re getting distracted from your mission you fucking loser and, C. We gotta circle back to what a gross loser you are.”

If someone showed interest in him he’d short circuit and then assume it was some kind of prank. Please reassure him, he needs it.

As for mental health stuff ima project onto the husband here.

Has BPD, why? The outbursts, getting unhealthy attached to Batman without even knowing him, the mood swings. He just seems like the type.

ADHD my dude lives in organized chaos. Nobody else knows where anything is in his place and that’s how he likes it. He’s got his hyperfixations! Riddles and puzzles being one. Numbers too! He seems like the type of person who would bounce their leg a lot.

Pens are his stim toys, you can bite em, you can tap them, you can click them and they write!

Tried to go to a gay bar once, he did not make it through the door, mostly sat in his car trying to hype himself up.

Once he got his Riddler outfit tho…. Ooh he was in there and it still freaked him out. Mostly it was him sitting in a corner trying to blend in and lowkey drooling over every hot person that passed him by.

Watched/watched Gravity Falls. He liked Dipper, kinda hates Mabel but not really and full on loves Ford

He’s always hated Harry Potter, thought it was stupid and whenever someone asked him what his house was he’d be like “I don’t have a Hogwarts house because I’m not a child.

Green Apple and Lime are the best flavors fight him.

He used to drink like way too much Monster and other energy drinks but they kinda give him heart palpitations now so he sticks to coffee.

He likes arcades, there’s one that’s been around forever by his place. The folks who own the place are pretty nice to him.

Very pinchable cheeks. You knew tho!

Wears socks in bed! His peets get cold.

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alemonyoyo · 2 years

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My little cutie patooties needs some nighty whitey time!!!

I'm so in love with this figure. He is literally wearing Doc Martens and people still don't wanna believe that he is gay asf!

#warning cringe #the riddler #the batman #the batman 2022 #paul dano riddler #the riddler paul dano #the batman fanart #sanrio #kawaii edit #kawaii #aesthetic

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monikalovescola · 5 months

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#dano riddler #dc riddler #the batman #shitpost #the batman 2022 #paul dano #robert pattinson #funny #funny shit #funny post

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meeowdrey · 1 month

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HE IS SO NERVOUS,,,, HE IS SHAKING.

#the batman 2022 #paul dano #paul dano riddler #riddler #riddler x reader #fanart #art #paul dano fanart #danonation #riddler 2022 #riddler fanart

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sillyahhchana · 10 months

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This is such a strange pipeline but pls i hope i’m not the only one

#riddler girlies can u confirm this #or like am i insane #the riddler #paul dano #the spot #jonathon ohnn #spiderverse #spiderman #across the spider verse fanart #across the spiderverse #atsv #atsv fanart #the batman #the batman 2022 #edward nashton

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gmaybe666 · 1 year

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free my boy he didn’t do anything wrong except kill some corrupt men and sing a goofy lil song !!!!

some riddler sketches until i can use my ipad again

#the riddler #the batman #the Batman 2022 #Paul dano #Paul dano the riddler #the riddler Paul dano #the riddler fan art #the batman fanart #dano!riddler

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dante-1nfno · 5 months

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theyre besties but also hate eachother. theyre evil and wanna kill eachother. the kiss (a couple of times it isnt gay it was just AND they wanna kill eachother.

#gideon graves #gideon gordon graves #edward nashton #the riddler 2022 #the riddler paul dano #scott pilgrim vs the world #scott pilgram takes off #art #digitalart #i want both of them.#im being so fucking serious

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imagine--if · 2 years

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Soft!Yandere Eddie is the best yandere Eddie! I can imagine him being extremely sad but endlessly patient with his "soulmate" right after he kidnaps them. "They'll realize we are meant to be eventually." He'd do everything he could to make sure they feel safe with him.

A/N: Absolutely, perfect imagine idea 💚 it's not that sad or angsty tho because I can't cope with that 😂 I was a bit full-on with exams today so I haven't quite finished the new To My Hope chapter like I wanted to today, so this is up instead and I'll hopefully release it tomorrow 🥰

Pairing: Dano!Riddler x reader (The Batman 2022)

Warnings: Soft!Yandere Riddler, mentions of kidnapping and possessive/obsessive loving behaviour 😏

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Well. This had gone differently than you'd expected. So there's that.

It was so weird to think that he had been watching you all this time, right when you decided to go to some diner instead of getting something to eat from home. You just couldn't be bothered. It didn't seem to make much of a difference then.

Sure as hell does now.

You had a brief look at him then, double-taking in uncertainty when you caught him watching you with unblinking wide eyes behind his clear-rimmed glasses. He probably wasn't even breathing at that moment, his mouth agape in awe, cheeks flushed. You'd given him a hesitant smile before grabbing your coffee to go and leaving, practically feeling his stare as you left, until you were down the street.

Edward thought that he'd been unbearably patient, waiting for a good week before choosing to take you 'home,' to his apartment. You'd woken up to him staring with a wide, hopeful, almost innocent smile, and sighed, looking up at the ceiling as if demanding it for answers.

Anyone else would have panicked, fought back, done something, anything, to get out of your situation. But he'd made it pretty clear that he just couldn't hurt you, and if you chose to leave, you'd leave… but even then, he wouldn't leave you alone.

His name is Edward Nashton. He 'works' for the KTMJ as a forensics accountant by day, and he's his real self by night. Edward is the Riddler. And it doesn't matter whether he's being the Riddler to the public, his followers, to the corrupt, or just the nobody Edward Nashton, his love for you doesn't change one bit.

Obviously, you couldn't fall completely in love with him as soon as he'd made himself known. There was a lot to wrap your head around. But even though you'd come to terms with the situation and, yes, promised not to tell anyone about him being the Riddler, you didn't reject him. It just took a little time.

He didn't care too much. He told you he had all the time in the world, he'd wait for however long it takes for you to feel the same, just like soulmates are meant to. It did get him upset on numerous occasions when he noticed you hesitating around him, flinching as you watched his outbursts on stream from the background, overwhelmed by the full-on obsessive love that was being thrown your way constantly. But you're getting there.

Edward had seemed shocked when you admitted you expected him to be violent towards you, as kidnappers tend to be. He'd rambled for ages about how anyone could even think about harming a precious angel like you. And that's what boosted the protectiveness.

Of course, you couldn't stay locked up in that apartment all day every day, even if Edward was sure that would keep you the safest. But you just know that at least one of his followers works where you do too, and when the random idiots try to flirt or tease you, it doesn't take you too long to figure out where they've ended up. Because, hey, look, new live stream!

To be honest, he hates it when anyone looks at you for a moment too long. Edward can't do much as… well, Edward, but it doesn't stop the mad, dangerous spark in his eye as he clutches your hand tighter and pulls you closer to him possessively. He's repeated numerous times that he'd kill for you because he just loves you so much, and he knows you'll love him back soon.

Then there are the marks and lovebites on your neck as little reminders of his adoration, to reassure him that you're his, and you haven't actually had the heart to cover them up while you're about. Screw it.

Edward streams quite often at home, concealed by his mask and Riddler gear, and though he won't risk your safety by showing your full face on camera, at least two-thirds of his videos will be him talking about you and interacting with you lovingly while you're offscreen, basking in any sliver of attention he can get from you.

And, yeah, it might be bad, but you can't help smiling when he calls you his goddess while he's rambling and ranting to his viewers. No one's given you so much love and affection as Eddie… and no one's been so obsessed.

You have a room.

And by 'room', it's a shrine of little items you've left around the apartment that he's snatched and treasured in little boxes. From hairbands to keyrings, you name it, he's got any possible trinket he can get his hands on from you. Post-it notes are strung up from the ceiling with little love riddles and crosswords of your name and other ethereal titles, not to mention the hundreds of Polaroids covering the walls. Some of the shots have been when you weren't looking, others with him, some when you decided to get the camera off him and play around with it, taking some of him. Edward prefers it when you're the one in frame, but you're the one who's taken the photos, so up they go. Catch him kissing and licking the pictures when you're out.

Edward's affection is constant and smothering, and extremely obsessive. Even if you're doing something as simple as jotting down a few notes, he'll mesmerise your handwriting while pressed up next to you, his head against your shoulder. If you're eating, he'll watch adoringly, biting back whimpers when you decide to humour him and lick the snack or something. When you're gone, he'll wear one of your hoodies or something - yeah, he fits - just so he can smell and be reminded of you.

His hugs are tight and needy, and he'll take the opportunity to breathe your scent in deeply from your hair and your neck, rocking you as if you're a fragile doll he's been destined to love for eternity.

The first time you hugged him, he cried his eyes out. It didn't take too long to calm him down, and Eddie even spilt some secrets about his life to you while you listened in concern.

Poor thing. He's an orphan.

"It doesn't matter so much anymore," he tells you earnestly, a dopey smile on his face. "I don't need anyone else. I just need you."

Edward's grown to love spoiling you, earning a fair amount of money as a forensics accountant. You've told him he doesn't have to, but it's very sweet. That only encourages him to keep giving you things, and when you kiss him in thanks, he swoons, kissing back with desperate whines, like putty in your fingers.

You've usually wake up every day to him already up, still in bed, lying opposite you and staring, playing with your hair or stroking your cheek lightly enough for it not to wake you up. Eddie can't get enough of cuddling in bed, which makes him want to stay under the covers all day, and only gets up when you manage to prise his hands off you and slip out of the bed, to which he'll quickly follow after you like a lost puppy.

He's written a lot about you in his journals, even begging you to write an entry in too, just so he can trace the letters and kiss the pages when you're gone, rereading them over and over.

And as he hums the tune of Ave Maria under his breath and cradles you to his chest as you watch some random game show, pressing kisses to your forehead every so often, you relax in his embrace, toying with the fingers of his hand in your lap. You hear Eddie's breath catch in his throat at the intimacy of the action, and he brings your hand to his lips, leaving endless pecks on the back of your hand.

"Are you tired, angel?" He asks softly, releasing your hand to brush your hair away from your face attentively, tucking it behind your ear. "Shall I turn this off now?"

"It's okay," you mumble in response, resting your head under his chin, "not yet."

"Okay," he coos, adjusting you in his lap to kiss your cheek and nuzzle against you, "not yet."

Maybe it's wrong, but you can't help liking the obsessive, loving attention you receive every waking minute from Edward, knowing that he'd kill and be killed for you, do anything and give anything to you if you wanted it, only for you, because he loves you more than he can comprehend. He knows you're his soulmate, and every day, being able to coddle you with affection that you don't reject, it's heavenly.

Yeah... it's nice.

Maybe you do love him.

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