#nygmobblepot fluff

[it-happened-once-in-a-meme]

Nygmobblepot Happily at Sea (Photoedit of Lana Del Rey's Norman Fucking Rockwell Album Cover) ⛵️🥰

Oswald and Ed, out of the submarine, enjoying the fresh air & being together:

or Ed with green pants:

& this version with fitting sunglasses:

original vs. the above but with the original pants (because overdressed Oswald with basically dressed Ed is a vibe 👌😂):

The "NFR" stands for "Norman fucking Rockwell", who's an artist Lana admires. I changed it to "AFW" for "Amy fucking Winehouse" 😄🥰

I might do a part 2 with a different album

#gotham #gotham tv #gotham 2014 #gotham fanart #nygmobblepositivity #nygmobblepot fanart #nygmobblepot fluff #nygmobblepot #edward nygma #oswald cobblepot #edward nygma fanart #edward nygma photoedit #nygmobblepot photoedit #oswald cobblepot photoedit #oswald cobblepot fanart #nymgobblepot lana del rey #norman fucking rockwell #hallucination oswald #gotham fox #gotham humour

[arabriddler]

Reposting this one since I liked it a lot

#bee’s art #riddlebird #nygmobblepot #comic #fluff #Nahlaverse

[sunaddicted]

Gotham Secret Santa 2023 🎄

It's already Christmas here in Italy, so here's your gift @lemontartyellow - I hope you enjoy it and I wish you happy holidays 💛

@gotham-secret-santa thank you for organising the event! Happy holidays to you too!!!

#gotham secret santa 2023 #my writing #my fic #nygmobblepot #christmas fluff #snowed in

[kureis-writing-hell]

Make it work

Ed wakes up alone, but the bed is warm and the mansion smells with coffee and burned wood. He goes to find people who left him alone in the bed.

I told you so! I told you I will finally deliver OT4 with those crazy people! Just a drabble, an estabilished poly relationship. Ed's POV during a lazy winter morning.

Ed/Oswald/Jim/Lee, 1578 words. Finde me on ao3 too! @ Kurei16

Side note: everyone is involved romantically, except for Lee and Oswald, since Oswald is gay.

*

The bed was still warm.

It was tough to maintain the temperature in a bed big enough to contain four people when only one was left sleeping in it. Ed knew it. He quickly deduced that someone - most likely Lee since she also liked to sleep in on her free days - had to get up not too long ago. Ed opened his eyes and squinted at the clock on one of the night stands. It was still quite early but everyone was out of bed and so he wasn’t about to be left behind.

He grabbed his glasses, tossed his green robe over his shoulders and pushed his new slippers on his feet. For a few seconds he looked down at them, still somehow salty about the way they looked. Yes, they were soft, yes, they were warm, perfect for the cold, winter days. But the fact they looked like big, dinosaur feet was so ridiculous. Every time he looked at them Ed cursed the day he slipped to Jim about being a dinosaur kind of kid.

Yet he still smirked at the Christmass gift the other man got him.

Ed left the room and walked towards the stairs. A radio was playing somewhere downstairs, probably in the kitchen, and he could smell freshly made coffee and burning wood already. The mansion never smelled like that on a daily basis. Oswald didn’t know and didn’t bother to learn how to make use of the coffee express, so Ed always had to make a cup by himself. And no one ever had time to light the fireplace and then clean it up.

Immediately, Ed moved his feet towards the kitchen. He stood in the door and watched Lee, back turned toward him, throwing some sugar in her cup. She was wearing her own robe, black with silver lines around the edges, her hair still messy.

They didn’t live together. Lee and Jim had to be close to their work, in any case, while Oswald opted on a calmer place outside of the city. Here he could focus on being the leader, rather than risking himself in action. Still, he would take long roads to his Lounge more often than not, to supervise it. Ed knew it’s all about the sentimentality of his. Yes, it would be a lot easier and logical to just find an apartment in the city, but Oswald didn’t want to give up his father’s home.

And, honestly, it came useful. The relationship the four of them shared was still, somehow, a secret. Had to be, for the sake of everyone involved. The mansion was perfect for meetings, for “family visits”, for spending time together.

“Oh.” Lee turned around and spotted him. She didn’t seem surprised, already used to how Ed always sneaked up on everyone. “I didn’t wake you up, did I?”

“You didn’t.” Ed shook his head. She really had to just wake up a moment before him.

The woman smiled, then pointed at the coffee machine.

“Want some? Just finished warming it up.”

Sometimes Ed could feel a terrible pang of jealousness, mostly in moments like those. He wished Oswald would make him a coffee in the morning the same way Jim did it for Lee. So Ed could come down hours after Oswald got to work, warm it up and dwell on the fact that the powerful Penguin did something so simple for him every day.

But then, Oswald tried it once. Edward was the one that banned him from ever using the coffee machine again.

“Yes, please,” he sighed, answering to Lee. He entered the kitchen and leaned against one of the counters, while the woman poured him a cup as well. Just the way he liked. “How long are they up now?”

“The coffee was cold, so I assume at least two hours.”

They would have to wake up around seven am. Ed rolled his eyes.

“Are they aware they don’t have to work today? What’s the rush with waking up?”

“I don’t get it either,” laughed Lee, just slightly, and handed Ed his cup. She left a soft peck on his cheek and moved to leave the kitchen. “They’re in the living room.”

“Of course they are.”

Ed sipped on the hot coffee and followed her.

They began blending their separate relationships into one over a half year ago. It was, surprisingly, so easy. Came to them so naturally. At first, of course, Ed was jealous. Mostly about Jim. He was somehow, even, scared, just a tiny bit. He knew how much Oswald crushed on the cop all those years ago when they first met. He knew how deeply in love with him Lee was. So, Ed feared that now he’s going to be moved aside by them all, because why would they need an awkward, crazy nerd like him around. But they didn’t. Not only that. They were all into him, too. In a widely different ways, sure, but Ed still kept finding comfort in that thought.

Even despite how well they worked with each other, there were still so many baffling things about this situation. How fast it progressed, as if it was like this forever, since the day they first looked at each other. How good it felt to be touched by Lee, after being stabbed by her. The way Jim looked at him. Oswald and Lee being able to talk and argue and banter for hours without Oswald getting mad at her. But all those things quickly lost the weirdness, became their daily life, something that would feel weird if it vanished now.

Yet one thing still baffled Ed, just a little. Seeing the commissioner and the violent King of Gotham, cuddled together on a chair, both reading the same newspaper, both wearing their robes and acting like they didn’t have a history of trying to kill and imprison each other.

The fireplace was bathing the room in a cozy, warm air, and it was only heightened by the thick snow falling outside of the windows. Jim’s empty cup of coffee was standing on the coffee table, of course without the cup coaster. Jim, himself, was sitting on one of the plush armchairs, one arm around Oswald’s back, holding the newspaper. Oswald was sitting on his lap, right leg propped up a little, towards the warmth of the fireplace. His nose was stuck in an article, eyes skipping through the text, and he looked focused on whatever the content was. Jim, on the other hand, was looking at him, eyebrows lifted high, as if waiting for something.

Finally Jim moved, to turn the pages, and Oswald made an annoyed sound. He huffed, grabbed Jim’s hand and glared at him.

“I haven't finished yet,” he said with annoyance, and Ed quickly realized it’s not the first time Jim tried to turn the pages without being allowed to first.

“Can’t you read faster?”

“I know it may be a surprising concept for you, Jim, but I like to understand what I’m reading.”

Jim rolled his eyes, which made Oswald huff at him again, and then spotted Lee and Ed, still standing in the door. Oswald noticed his look and turned around as well.

“Oh, hello, did you two sleep well?” He reacted first, smiling widely. Jim smiled too, more timid than Oswald, as he always did. In a way that made him look like smiling like a regular person would physically hurt him.

“Yeah, thanks.” Lee smiled and moved inside the room first. “When did you two wake up?”

“Around five,” answered Jim, exchanging a kiss with her on her way to the couch. “But we napped here for a bit.”

“Isn’t there a better place for that, like, I don’t know, a bed?” huffed Ed, watching Lee put a cup coaster under Jim’s and her’s cup. Some of his jealousness sipped out. Always sleeping the longest meant that he usually woke up alone. But he deserved some cuddles too.

“We didn’t want to wake you two up.” This time Oswald rolled his eyes and Jim nodded. Ed pursued his lips, pouting for a moment before Oswald waved at him to come closer. He did.

Oswald gave him a morning kiss, which Ed took as an apology for the lack of cuddles. He finally smiled, turned his head just a little when they parted and felt another kiss, in the corner of his lips. He looked at Jim, Jim looked at him. Ed turned more, to give Jim a proper kiss, albeit way more chaste than the one he exchanged with Oswald.

Only after getting his morning dose of affections Ed walked to the couch and sat by Lee. He put his cup on another coaster. Almost immediately Lee leaned against him, sighing and closing her eyes with a smile.

Not long after Oswald and Jim broke their cuddle pile. Oswald swore a little, keeping his hand on his bad leg - the weather most likely impacting the pain - and Jim offered him his hand. A year ago Oswald would bite off the hand of anyone, even Ed’s, who offered him help with walking. Now, he took it and let Jim lead him to the couch, to the other two people that shared their crazy bond.

It was tough to get comfortable with four people trying to cuddle with each other on a couch. But they had a lot of experience by now. And they made it work.

#gotham #polyam #gobblepot #nygmobblepot #gotham fanfic #fluff #post canon #edward nygma #lee thompkins #jim gordon #oswald cobblepot

[yaoiprotagonist]

writing my gotham highschool fic is like trying to write something fun, but dark and slightly gritty without accidentally writing a riverdale plot line

‘yeah Oswald is part of a teenage drug trade subgroup working for falcone’ but also ‘he got detention for writing mean things about Jim Gordon’

#i was talking with marsh #and they started talking about the GSA club Mafia front thing #and i was listening #then i realised we were writing FUCKING RIVERDALE #but i don’t want the fic to be fluff 24/7 #i want them to be gritty still #gotham #ed nygma #oswald cobblepot #nygmobblepot

[selins-drawings]

Hello!!! I drew some fluff nygmobblepot!

I even made a speedpaint video! Check it out! C:

#Gotham #nygmobblepot #the riddler #oswald cobblepot #Edward Nygma

[slashingdisneypasta]

Masterlist: Freddy Krueger

🔞 = Smut || 🔂 = Poly || * = Requested

---<- 🥀🥀🥀 ->---

Compilation of Freddy Kruger doing Weird Shit with his Tongue.

5 Sentence Excerpts #1

AU: Toy Story.

Blurbs: How Self Conscious are they in Order of Most to Least.

Blurbs: Most Delusional Yandere's to Least.

Blurbs: Most Possessive to Least.

Blurbs: Period Sex 🔞.

Blurbs: Shovel Talk.

Blurbs: S/O thinks they Smile 'Too Much'.

Blurbs: Unsolicited Dick Pick.

Drabble: Freddy Krueger x Reader- Domestic Life with your Freak.

Drabble: Freddy Krueger x Reader- Giggle Fit.

Drabble: Freddy Krueger x Reader- Prequal.

Drabble: Horror Villain Apocalypse.

Drabble Duo: (Seperate) Freddy Krueger and Jason Voorhees x (Seperate) Readers (x Other S/O)- Presents Part 1.

Drabble Duo: (Separate) Freddy Krueger and Jason Voorhees x (Separate) Readers- Presents Part 2.

Drabble Set: Beetlejuice x Reader x Chucky / or / Freddy Krueger- Lesser Evil.

Drabble Set: Horror Villains x Reader- Unfortunate Baby Daddy's.

Drabble Set: MindControlled!MultiVillains x Reader.

Drabble Set: Pervy!MultiVillains x Reader- Flirting Back.

Drabble Set: Possessive / Protective!MultiVillains x Reader- When you try to sacrifice yourself.

Drabble Set: Slashers x Reader- Humanity Switch.

Drabble Set: Slashers x Reader- Messing with their Hair.

Drabble Set: Unlikely.

Headcanons: Awkward Moments.

Headcanons: Dating Horror Villains Things Dump #2.

Headcanons: Familial!Slashers x Sibling!Reader.

Headcanons: Fluff HC's.

Headcanons: Freddy Krueger and Beetlejuice Obsessing over an Uninterested Reader.

Headcanons: Frason as Nygmobblepot.

Headcanons: Freddy and Jason being Quarentined Together.

*Headcanons: Horror Villains x Reader- Them saying I Love You for the First Time.

Headcanons: Horror Villains x Reader- Types of Kisses.

Headcanons: Horror Villains x Reader- You Almost Choosing Another.

Headcanons: Horror Villains x SunshineIncarnate!Reader.

Headcanons: Poly!Frason HC's.

Headcanons: Supernatural Villains Soulmate Marks.

*Headcanons+Imagines: Horror Villains x Reader- Taking Care of Sick S/O.

Horror Villains and: What they would Put in the (7MinsInHeaven) Hat.

Imagine: Actually Liking your Slasher S/O.

Imagine: Arm Wrestling.

Imagine: Arm Wrestling- S/O's Edition!

Imagine: Being too Late to Save Them.

Imagine: Freddy Swap.

Imagine: Kissing Back.

Imagine: Opposite S/O's.

Imagine: Playing Dead by Daylight.

Imagine: Slashers reacting to S/Os Merch.

Imagine: Soulmates in Alternate Realities.

Imagine: S/O's being Hellbent on keeping Slashers Away from Eachother.

Imagine: Taking Care of your Stupid Slasher S/O.

Imagine: The Best Worst Ex.

Imagine: Unrealistic Fluff.

Oneshot: Dead!Freddy Krueger x Grieving!Reader- I Cant. I Wont.

*Oneshot: Freddy Krueger x ExpressionMagic!Reader- Powerful.

Oneshot: Freddy Krueger+Jason Voorhees x Manipulative!Cruel!Fem!Reader.

Oneshot: Freddy Krueger x Fem!Reader- Surprise! Merry Christmas!

Oneshot: Horror House+Jennifer Check x Reader- Peeping Tom's and Bets.

Oneshot: Horror House x Reader- Jerry's Arrival.

Oneshot: Human!Freddy Krueger x Cheater!Reader- What The Fuck Now, Freddy!?

Oneshot: NonKiller!Human!Freddy Krueger x Reader- Mr Krueger.

Oneshot: Slashers (Mostly Chucky and Michael) x Reader.

Oneshot: Teen!Bubba, Chucky and Freddy x Reader- Y/N and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Night.

Reactions: Horror Villains x Reader- Finding out you're a Virgin 🔞.

Reactions: Horror Villains x Reader- Love Potion.

*Reactions: Slashers x Reader- S/O being Related to Another Slasher.

Reactions: Slashers x Reader- S/O Falling into Other Slasher Movie Tropes.

Slashers / Horror Villains As: Animated (Children's) Movie Villain Songs.

Things Y/N Says: In the Horror House.

Would They or Wouldn't They?: Abandon You After Their Own Orgasm 🔞.

#Freddy Krueger #Freddy Krueger Masterlist #Masterlist #Slasher Masterlist #Horror Villain Masterlist #Slashers #Horror Villains

[scarecrow-brainrot]

Rainy Day

A Nygmobblepot oneshot

Rating: General Audiences

Cw: none, perhaps abandonment issues?

Tags: Fluff, pining, love confession, first kiss

Word count: 723

Summary: Oswald and Ed reflect during a rainy day.

“Isn’t it beautiful,” Oswald whispered dreamily.

Ed looked up from the book he was reading and followed his eyes to where Oswald was gazing. Outside, steady streams of rain fell down onto the tired city below. The grey of the concrete deepened and the sides of the buildings shined as water poured over every spot of the world outside Ed’s apartment window.

Ed couldn’t help but watch Oswald as his attention was on the rain. The dim blue light that managed to escape the swirling clouds above shone through the glass pane, delicately falling onto Oswald’s pale skin and illuminating the trove of freckles on his face. The light also softened his black hair, making Ed want to reach out and brush the bangs from Oswald’s face to see if it felt just as feathery as it looked.

“Beautiful indeed,” Ed whispered back.

After a moment, Ed was caught off-guard as he noticed Oswald humming to match the soft orchestra of dull taps that the rain produced on the metal roof. Snapping out of his daze, Ed blushed and looked at the scenery below.

He quietly cleared his throat, “Do you like the rain a lot?”

Oswald sighed contently, “More than anything else.”

Ed felt a small pang shoot through his chest. He felt silly that he was hurt by this comment. After all, Oswald and him were just friends. And he shouldn’t let his embarrassing feelings disturb what they had.

He tried to suppress his own thoughts as he asked, “Why do you like it so much?”

Oswald turned to face Ed, shifting a bit closer. Ed held his breath.

“I don’t really know. It’s always comforted me,” he gazed into Ed’s eyes, “I think it reminds me that the world moves on without me. Something out there continues without all the fuss and muss of our daily lives. It interrupts humans’ activities, it washes away all the distractions. The rain will always come.”

He looked down, avoiding Ed’s eyes. He turned his head in the direction of the window, but he wasn’t looking at the rain anymore.

“It’ll always be there for me, even when everyone else has left,” he murmured.

There was a moment of silence as Ed took in the heaviness of Oswald’s words.

Ed suddenly let out the breath he had been holding, words spilling out before he knew it.

“You don’t have to worry about that anymore. I won’t leave.”

Oswald sharply turned his head to read Ed’s face, his eyes widened. Ed felt his cheeks flush with warmth.

He shifted nervously in his seat, “I mean, unless you-“

“You won’t?” Oswald interrupted him, leaning in with hope and fear.

“Of course not.” Ed stared into Oswald’s crystal eyes, trying to convey all the sincerity he felt in those three words.

He suddenly felt Oswald wrapping his arms around him in a tight embrace. Ed stiffened for a moment, not wanting to make a mistake or fall further into his emotions, but feeling Oswald’s earnest grasp and shaky breath, he gave in and allowed himself to relax into Oswald’s touch.

“I would never leave. Not for the world,” Ed whispered. He felt Oswald shudder and his grip tighten on Ed as he tried to contain a small sob.

After a moment, Oswald leaned back just enough to look at Ed’s face, his hands still holding him close. His eyes were blurry red, and his cheeks were glazed with tears, just like the rain on the window outside.

Ed’s breath caught in his throat as he realized how close they were, closer than they had ever been before. He felt himself drawn in even more and, instinctively, he leaned in, wishing that Oswald would match his hopes.

Voice choked with tears, Oswald softly asked, “May I kiss you?”

Ed felt the world around him start to swirl with ecstasy and his heartbeat danced as he pulled Oswald closer.

“Please”, he smiled as he felt tears beginning to roll down his face.

Oswald rested his hand on Ed’s warm cheek, while his other hand delicately pressed against the back of Ed’s neck, bridging the gap between them. Oswald gently placed his lips on Ed’s, and in that moment, everything felt right. In that moment, they sealed their promise to be by each others’ sides for the rest of time.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Thanks for reading!! Hope you enjoyed!! :)

It’s my first gotham fic (second fic ever, tho lol) so let me know what you think! :D

#im trying sooo hard not to apologize for it becuase i have a bad habit of that :') #so i guess ill just say: here it is! #nygmobblepot #fic #ainos chats

[charliethedino-12]

I wrote a thing...

It's my first fic, so I'm sorry if it's bad or cringe. But in all seriousness, if you do decide to read it, thank you, and I would really appreciate advice or constructive criticism.

Genre:

Fluff

Ship:

Nygmobblepot

Summary:

After a bad day, Oswald comes home with his leg pain worse then when he left...again. Edward gets worried about Oswald and why this keeps happening.

#gotham tv #gotham #edward nygma #the riddler #oswald copplepot #the penguin #nygmobblepot #riddlebird

[finniestoncrane]

the most annoying gays ever nygmobblepot w dealer's choice and 💔🟤🔴

Clutch

nygmobblepot/holding hands haha dealer's choice >:) i'm about to make them hold hands so hard minors DNI!! 🔞 500 words, cw: just fluff! requests are closed • kofi link • minors DNI • tag: finnie500

“Come on, Oswald.”

Edward tugged Oswald’s arm, pulling him forward and right to his side. He made sure not to walk too quickly, but even at this pace, Oswald was still trailing behind, mostly on purpose.

“If we just look normal, we’ll blend in.”

Through gritted teeth, Oswald snapped at Ed.

“Well, maybe we should have picked more inconspicuous outfits.”

Stopping briefly to take them both in, Ed looked at his own clothes and then at Oswald’s.

“We’re dressed as moving men.”

“Moving men don’t have sequins on the lapels of their boiler suits and nor do they usually come in green and purple.”

He shouted the last few words, but luckily, the bustling streets were filled with people who couldn’t care less.

“Unless that’s the colours of the brand.”

Oswald sighed, staring at the ground with his lips pressed tightly together, taking a moment to breathe deeply before he turned back to Ed.

“And so the plan from here is?”

“Well, under the boiler suits, we have our formal wear, right?”

“Which would make us stand out in the crowds on the streets, but over there, we’ll look perfectly normal. And that’s where our friend will be having dinner.”

Ed pointed towards an Italian restaurant across the street.

“That’s one of the most romantic restaurants in the city.”

“Yep.”

Ed’s self-satisfied smile only served to irritate Oswald further.

“We’ll fit will we? Business associates among the couples in love?”

“Ah, but you see, I’ve thought of that.”

In a swift movement, Ed grabbed a hold of Oswald’s hand. Shocked, but pleasantly surprised, he managed to maintain a straight face as he stared up at Ed.

“We’ll just pretend to be a couple!”

“I can’t believe no one has killed you yet.”

“It’s not for a lack of trying.”

Edward’s words were tinged with anger, intent on never letting go of Oswald’s attempts on his life.

As they made their way to the alley, changing out of the boiler suits and smoothing down their nicer, somehow flashier, clothes, Ed took Oswald’s hand again. As they walked the brief distance down the street to the restaurant, Oswald found himself smiling, his hands sweaty, palms clammy against Edward’s. He hoped that it wouldn’t be noticed, that he could go on pretending that he wasn’t relishing these moments of what could have been, what could still be.

“Is it wrong that I’m enjoying this?”

Edward smiled down at Oswald, who met his grin and squeezed his hand tighter.

“Ah, but old friend, at the end of the evening you’ll let go and this charade will all be over.”

Behind the slight sarcasm in his words, there was genuine feeling. But Ed squeezed his hand back.

“Oh, I would never hurt you like that, you know that right?”

Oswald smiled, more of a sneer to hide the genuine joy that threatened to crease his face.

#finnie500 #finnie writes #nygmobblepot #gotham #gotham fox

[it-happened-once-in-a-meme]

Instagram's Substitute For Nygmobblepot Soundtrack 🥰😂 (+Incorrect Quote)

So I was looking on Instagram whether that one romantic song for Oswald was there, but it couldn't be found and instead I got this:

"Love, Sex & Videogames". Interesting how you perceive the ship, Instagram 🤔 😂

But then again, isn't that what their relationship would be like:

Oswald: I love you too, Ed. I can buy you anything you want, you just have to name it.

Edward: Oh, great! Cause there's this new video game coming out and-

Oswald: You shall have it.

[Later]

Oswald, gently nudging Ed, who's playing: I take back what I said. Give me your full attention.

#nygmobblepot headcanons #oswald cobblepot headcanons #edward nygma headcanons #gotham headcanons #nygmobblepositivity #nygmobblepot #gotham humour #gotham fox #gotham tv #gotham series #edward nygma incorrect quotes #oswald cobblepot incorrect quotes #nygmobblepot incorrect quotes #gotham #edward nygma #oswald cobblepot #sugar daddy oswald cobblepot #edward nygma video games #needy oswald cobblepot #nygmobblepot fluff

[sadwattpader]

Some of my works on Wattpad :⁠-⁠) If you're interested in my work, I'm taking requests of fluff, smut, or angst for:

Nygmobblepot

Babitha

Gordobblepot

Zsaszlepot

NygmaZsasz

AlverZsasz

Wayleska

Valeskayne

BatCat

Thompkean

SelinaxBridget

EccoIvy

SelinaxIvy

FreezeWald

HarlIvy

Cobbleska

HawkFate

HawkAdam

FateAdam

SamBucky

Stucky

Stony

Ironfrost

Strangefrost

MoonFrost

Lokius

CapFrost

Scarletfrost

FrostWidow

FrostMaster

GammaFrost

ScarletWidow/Wandanat

Wagatha

Helanda

Walena

ThunderIron

ThunderCap

ThorBruce

GammaIron

MarcSteven

JakeSteven

MarcJake

HarrowGrant

Oneshots will be published here and on my Wattpad ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡

#Strangefrost #Cherik #Nygmobblepot #Lokius #Moonboys #MoonKnight #LGBTQIA #Symbrock #HawkFate #HawkAdam #FateAdam

[darkdoverpseeker]

Hi guys! I’m looking for someone to write Riddlebird/Nygmobblepot with! 

It doesn’t have to be all fluff, on the contrary; I’m a big fan of angst and slow-burns. I’m 25+ (27) and I'm looking for writing partners around my age, meaning 21 or older. 

Fandom: Gotham (TV series)

Character/s: Edward Nygma and/or Oswald Cobblepot. I’m happy to explore both characters in different plotlines. My Oswald is ftm trans.

Triggers: I don’t have any triggers except for graphic descriptions of child/animal abuse. 

Smut: Yes, but I like me some build-up before the steamy stuff.

Are other characters/OCs welcome to interact? YES. Absolutely. I’ll be honest though, I’m mainly interested in getting my riddlebird fix, but I’m open to exploring other character dynamics as well. Keep in mind I only ship m/m. 

Wishlist: 

A writing partner to connect with

Exploring different scenarios

Pressure free writing

Exploring different kinks

Exploring an a/b/o verse AU

Sharing headcanons, images, aesthetics

BE MY FRIEND

If you’re interested in writing with me, hmu on discord! riddleman#1655 Take care, mwah. 

riddleman#1655

#cc x cc #1x1 rp #1x1 rp search #rp ad #gotham rp #gotham roleplay #21+ #omegaverse rp #discord rp #rp #roleplay

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Riddled with Anxiety

by not_ur_mamas_mothman

Edward has an episode, fortunately his brother Bruce is there to get him back to his normal self.

Words: 1167, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Nygma and Wayne: Private Eyes

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Other

Characters: Edward Nygma, Bruce Wayne, mentioned Oswald Cobblepot - Character, Alfred Pennyworth

Relationships: Edward Nygma & Bruce Wayne

Additional Tags: Edward Nygma Has OCD, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Mental Health Issues, Bruce Wayne is a good brother, Panic Attacks, Private Investigator Edward Nygma, Anti-Hero, Bruce Wayne and Edward Nygma are brothers, OCD induced anxiety, Alternate Universe, nygmobblepot if you squint, Sleep Deprivation, Family Fluff, Family Issues, Batfamily Dynamics (DCU), Batbrothers (DCU), Batfamily (DCU)

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/43108944

#IFTTT #bruce wayne #batman #the dark knight #the cape crusader #gotham #dc universe #ao3 #ao3feed

[thedreammweaver]

Try (Nygmobblepot fluff)

(A/N: this is my first time writing for these characters 🙈)

In Oswald’s opinion a successful scheme was always a cause for celebration, hense why he and Edward were both quite inebriated. Oswald sat comfortably in front of the fireplace as his husband restlessly paced about. The warmth of the fireplace as well as the 3 glasses of wine Oswald had imbibed we’re making him feel like dozing off until the sound of Ed’s voice startled him “Even in a box I can glide across a room. Like a top I spin, like a carousel I turn. Without legs I don’t exist. What am I?” He looked excited as he held something behind his back. Oswald rolled his eyes, he couldn’t solve Edward’s riddles normally let alone intoxicated. He gave the other man an exasperated look to urge him into answering it himself “A waltz, Oswald...it’s a waltz.” Ed relented, a bit of sass in his demeanor as he did so. Oswald watched him curiously as he walked over to the record player against the wall and placed onto it the record he’d been keeping behind his back. What played was one of those classical pieces you hear a million times in movies and tv without ever knowing the name of it, the music was most certainly a waltz just as Ed had hinted. The taller man walked over to Oswald and offered his hand. “You...want me to dance with you?” Oswald scoffed trying to hide the fact that he was flustered. “Well, duh.” Edward laughed. “That is a nice idea, though I’m afraid that with my leg-“ “Oh, come on,” Edward growled impatiently “at least try.” Before Oswald could further protest Ed had grabbed him by the wrists and was hauling him to his feet. “Eddie!-“ “Shush! Just- uh, put your hand on my shoulder.” Seeing that Ed was adamant about this Oswald obliged. After taking Oswald’s other hand Ed put his free hand on Oswald’s ample waist. He couldn’t help but give Oswald’s soft side a squeeze which made the shorter man’s face go bright red. “Okay, now just follow my lead.” Edward instructed. Oswald had never been more aware of his awkward stumbling than he was in this moment, compared to Edward’s graceful gait he really did feel like a penguin. Edward huffed frustratedly “Will you relax? There’s no one here but us, dear, and I’m certainly not going to judge you.” He purred which did reassure Oswald enough to relax his shoulders. “That’s better.” Edward cooed “You’re doing great by the way.” “Thank you..that’s kind of you to say..” Oswald mumbled, he felt like Edward was just lying to make him feel better. They danced until the record switched to the next song, by that time Oswald was feeling a bit tired. He stopped which earned a confused look from Edward “While this is nice, I’m feeling quite tired and quite drunk so I think I’ll be retiring for the ni-“ “But I’m not done!” Ed whined. Before Oswald could think of a rebuttal Ed picked him up. “ED! You can’t just do that!” Oswald squawked as he squirmed. “Do what? Pick up my husband?” The taller man said smugly. “Yes!” “Yes I can or yes I can’t?” Oswald huffed “Yes you canNOT..” but Edward wasn’t listening anymore, he was miming the movements of a waltz with Oswald in his arms while humming to the music. Soon Oswald stopped struggling and accepted his fate. Secretly he did enjoy being so close to Edward and being held made him feel safe, though he’d never tell him that. He made his head comfortable on Edward’s shoulder and let himself drift off to Ed’s humming and the smell of his cologne.

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