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finniestoncrane · 1 day

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Your One True Nemesis

Chapter 39: also on AO3 Masterlist Here Arkham!Riddler x Female!Reader, word count: 1.5k am i going to cry because this is almost over? maybe lmao💚 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: some angst, but mostly ambiguous feelings

“My dear, will you please join me in the workshop?”

Eddie’s voice rang out through the hall. Loud, but not sharp. Oddly soft. And there was no hint of sarcasm, no patronising tone, to the pet name he offered you. This alone was enough to make you suspicious, sending pangs of cold, chilling fear through your body as you worried what might be in store for you. That was your default as of late. Things had been difficult since the orphanage, and you had settled comfortably on that being all your fault. And now, anytime you spoke to Eddie, anytime he needed to speak to you, your first thought was always negative, jumping to fearful conclusions that had you so on edge that you were finding yourself exhausted constantly, strung high and forever tetchy.

As you walked into the workroom, he turned to you, his face coloured by an expression you hadn’t seen often in him, making it difficult to recognise. Confusion? Lack of understanding? Lost without an answer. Unlike him. But, despite looking as though he had no idea what he was doing or what he was going to say, he spoke anyway. Very much like him.

“I would like to assuage some… concerns I think you might have been having. Some that I shared until I spent the night dedicating my immense and spectacular brain power to this little conundrum.”

He paused, expecting you to roll your eyes at his ego, but you were staring, unblinking, waiting patiently and focused for his next words.

“As you will know, I have been incredibly busy this past few weeks. I apologise for that, and I apologise for not involving you as much in my work. I felt that you needed a rest, or deserved a rest, or… it doesn’t matter. This work… I’m intending on it being a surprise. For everyone, but mostly for you.”

Your mouth twisted into a confused look, at least that part of your worries could be filed away for now. It had been a while since he had asked anything of you, and to know it wasn’t out of anger or disappointment, or, god forbid, him practising living without you, you could feel the knots in your stomach easing slightly.

“For some time, I’ve been working on a project. One I couldn’t involve you in, even as my assistant. As a trusted party, as a friend. Or more than a friend.”

There was a struggle behind the words, as though he were worried about how they would come out. Scared he might commit to too much, to overstep a boundary neither of you had placed by calling you something more.

“I don’t want you to be hurt.”

Your heart thudded, deep in your chest. Like it had fallen from your throat to the bottom of your rib cage. It knocked you back, the feeling, the knowledge that he cared enough to leave you out of something dangerous. To stop you from doing what was still your job just to make sure nothing bad happened to you. But you were still nervous, still speechless, and unable to speak before he started talking again.

“I think this is why I find it difficult to express my intentions for the future. Because I do have plans, but…”

He gestured around the room, at his failed plans, broken creations, settling his fingertips on old and new scars that covered his body.

“... Completely asinine to plan ahead when you’re… someone like me.”

You hated how right he was. The future, especially to an unreformed criminal, was always blurred, never quite there. Never manageable or predictable, no matter how much they would like it to be. No matter how smart they were.

Eddie’s hand on your shoulder pulled you from your thoughts, your eyes settling on his as he focused intensely on you.

“I hate for this to be rushed, but Halloween is fast approaching and I have it on good authority that we will be rather busy come the big night. So I need you to know now that I will require you to be at this exact address at this specific time. Tomorrow night, the furthest tunnel, 9pm. Can you do that?”

You chose to ignore the tone, his question sounding very familiar to the sarcastic ones he would ask you when you first began to work for him. When he would ask if you could do something simple with the shit-eating grin of a man determined to get to you. Which of course, he had, and still did.

“Is that… the question you had to ask me?”

Eddie reached his hand out, placing it awkwardly, almost formally, against the side of your upper arm.

“No, my dear. That has to wait until tomorrow. I just need to know… that despite everything, you’ll be there.”

The pause before you answered was a little too long, distressing on your end because it meant you didn’t immediately know the answer. Tortuous on Eddie’s as he waited to find out what his future really held in store.

“I… I’ll be there, Eddie.”

He let out a sigh of relief, grabbing your shoulders as he placed his hands down firmly on them.

“Good. Good… Thank you.”

You offered him a smile, one that was so obviously awkward and forced to you both, before you turned and began making your way back to your room. Eddie hadn’t asked you to leave, but you knew he wanted you to. And you needed the space to think. Some time alone to settle your nerves and wonder what kind of cryptic bullshit Eddie was rambling about this time.

A smile crossed your lips. At least that felt like normal. Eddie being strange, difficult to comprehend, frantic in his delivery of emotions. Strangely comforting.

It really had been actually. Comforting. It was awkward, yes, but only because you let it be. You were in the headspace for that. You had been thinking negatively prior to even seeing Eddie’s face for the first time that day. But maybe the tone had been light, or would have been if you had let it be. Maybe there was something warm and tender in the way he said he needed you, to be there, to trust him. That there was an overarching meaning behind his behaviour, behind the words he said, the things he did. His future, though complicated, would be one you were a part of if he had any control over it, and that you had to trust him of that. The question he had to ask-

Fuck.

This could be it.

It felt like it.

The rushed speech, the way he held your arms, looked deep into your eyes. Frantic, but excited. That felt like the mood you recognised from terrible sitcoms. The preamble to an inevitable proposal. An engagement. A declaration of love of the highest, most official, order.

Mrs Nigma. What a complete gas. What a twist. What a… nightmare?

Maybe he was going to do it. Maybe it would be ok. Maybe it was right. But it didn’t feel right. Did it feel wrong though?

It did feel wrong. It felt so wrong. So rushed. So unlike him. The guilt felt like it could almost swallow you, envelop you in an inky black substance that erased any other emotion you might be capable of. You had, for some reason, put an immense amount of pressure on everything. On your relationship, on Eddie. And he was responding like one of the rats in the sewer, stuck in a trap that it had tried to wriggle free from, but had eventually accepted its fate and succumbed to the slow death. Was that what your relationship was? A stifling, suffocating trap? Were you hindering his work? Stealing his focus? Making him make choices, take actions, that he never would have before or under his own will?

But really, how much influence did you really think you could have over him? Realistically, you knew he was still, at his very rore, Edward Nigma. The Riddler. And you were still just you. Maybe a version of you that he cared for, and one he had learned to compromise with. But still, you couldn’t imagine that his feelings towards you would sway his very lifestyle or his long standing goals.

And yet… you could let yourself believe that in fantasy. So then came another pang of guilt. You had to admit to yourself that if you could have Edward, if you could take him away from the things that gave him purpose, you would. Selfishly. You might be able to convince yourself that it was better for him in the long run, but what did you know? You weren’t his psychiatrist or psychologist or therapist. So many had tried and failed before you. What made you different?

Love? Compromise?

So why couldn’t you compromise?

Why couldn’t you accept your status with him? What? It wasn’t enough to just be with him anymore? You deserved more than that?

Each hour that passed by only brought more worry, more questions without answers, possibilities both positive and negative that clouded your mind. The only thing you really were sure about was that, if he asked the question you suspected he might ask, that you wouldn’t say no.

Or would you.

Shit.

Turns out, you really didn’t know anything.

Just like Eddie had said when he first met you. Always right. Of course he was.

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dentresidence · 6 months

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Look at this loser 🗣🗣

#arkham riddler #the riddler #riddler fanart #edward nygma #edward nashton #edward nigma #batman arkham series #arkhamverse #arkhamverse riddler #batman rouges #batman #dc universe #girlfailure #mr beast thumbnails style

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roses-luckride · 1 year

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RIDDLER BRAINROT REAL?!? (NOT CLICKBAIT)

#posting these here because i need to make sure EVERYONE sees the riddler sketches and wip art i made in all their uncropped glory #otherwise I'll DISINTEGRATE #(anyways hate insta cropping so shart)#anyways #riddler #batman unburied #batman unburied riddler #arkhamverse #arkhamverse riddler #arkham knight #edward nygma #edward nigma #edward nashton #why does he have so many different names #my mans needs to choose one and stick with it/j #also brainrot so real 90% of what i draw now is this dude and myself #arkham riddler #unburied riddler

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bubbbbble4 · 2 months

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doodles

#the riddler #edward nygma #arkhamverse riddler #zero year riddler

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itsaaudraw · 8 months

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evolution of arkhamverse riddler ❓

#arkham riddler #riddler fanart #edward nigma #arkhamverse riddler #batman arkham games #arkhamverse #arkham asylum #arkham knight #arkham city #art by audra #i still love him guys #he’s my schmoopsie

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skye707 · 1 year

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Poor guy, he got the short end of the stick.

#arkhamverse riddler #arkham riddler #btas riddler #btaa riddler #dano riddler #paul dano riddler #riddler #the riddler #edward nygma #edward nashton #Skye #riddlerverse

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cr0wsink · 11 months

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id like to think he’s a beastie boys enjoyer but i may be projecting (im definitely projecting)

#arkham riddler #arkham knight riddler #arkham knight #batman #my art #dc fanart #the riddler #batman fanart #dc riddler #edward nygma #edward nigma #edward nashton #arkhamverse #arkhamverse riddler #he’s got STAYC in his playlist somewhere too #he made the cat headset himself probs #didnt have it in his colour

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unrestrained-balderdash-art-blog · 5 months

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Drew some birdies dressed as Riddlers. Might do some more later, I have a few more ideas

Explanations:

Tim Sale's Riddler is a feral pigeon and a moorhen. I keep drawing him with pigeons, and during drawing the seagull I had the epiphany that his skrunkly vibes are like a moorhen

Frank Gorshin's Riddler is a seagull (herring gull). I guess he just gives the vibes of most likely to steal your chips. And also seagulls make noises I guess. And they're the kings of the seaside like he's the king of the Riddlers

Arkham City Riddler is a mute swan. They're stereotyped as beautiful, elegant creatures. They will also bite you and hiss at you

Arkham Asylum Riddler is a woodpigeon. They're the first birds whose calls I really notice, and before I loved birds I found them kind of annoying but in an affectionate way. This is perfect for this Riddler, as his talking probably annoyed everyone who isn't a big fan of him, but for me it's my favourite part of the Arkham games

Arkham Knight Riddler is an oilbird. Because oil and robots. Also, I found out about them from the Most Fucked Up Bird Election (officialweezerelections) and he's a bit fucked up isn't he? This is my first time ever drawing an oilbird so it isn't the best

BtAS Riddler is a European robin. He's canonically adorable, and I've been seeing a lot of these cute little guys about

Zero Year Riddler is a Canada goose. I was struggling to think of fitting birds, but. HONK.

We also have an emerald starling in spandex, because it's the classic Riddler look with a bird who I think is a classic Riddler bird

#the riddler #edward nigma #edward nygma #riddler #dc riddler #dc #tim sale riddler #frank gorshin riddler #arkham city riddler #arkham asylum riddler #arkham knight riddler #arkhamverse riddler #btas riddler #zero year riddler #dc fanart #riddler fanart #fanart #birds #wauk wauk

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fallingpapersnow · 1 year

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Ever wanted to hear what some of the Riddlers sound like when they sing? You're in luck! I created a lil compilation of just that! Now, I didn't use all of the Riddlers, just the ones that are either the most notable or ones that I just personally like. Enjoy!

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karenramenk-arts · 6 days

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Tumbl er pls let me post my dumb riddler sketch things

#riddler #the riddler #edward nygma #edward nigma #arkhamverse #arkhamverse riddler

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finniestoncrane · 2 months

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Can you do a oneshot of Arkham Knight Riddler eating reader out? He needs to eat. And I need a dirty, greasy, disgusting man to violate me with his tongue. I want his to have to wipe the cum and drool as it dribbles down his chin. Absolutely NASTY!

Snack

Arkham!Riddler x Fem!Reader, word count: 450 just a lil oneshot, just a lil snack u-u listen i've done it before and i'll do it again lmao if there's one thin i won't get tired of it's eddie eating pussy!! also it's fem!reader but there's no gendered language, so anyone with a vagina who doesn't mind the word pussy should be all good request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: oral sex, a bit of fingering, mentions of overstim

Eddie rolled his tongue, almost wave like, making the muscle pulse and curve from the back to the tip against your dripping cunt. Each lap made you wail, your fingers curled into his hair, tugging at the root as you pushed him to you and pulled him away when you could feel yourself getting too close to your inevitable orgasm.

From the moment he'd fallen to his knees in front of you, you had been close. Desperate. Wet. You could feel your clit twitching as he pulled off your pants, then your underwear. Feel your inside aching as he lifted your legs up and placed them on his deceptively strong shoulders. Let your jaw drop, a howling wail coming out of your open mouth as he used his thumbs to spread your lips apart.

Now, you were soaking, your entire body throbbing, muscles tensing as they waited for your release. Eddie worked at it, his thin lips circling your clit as he inserted a finger inside of you, another joining it quickly after. The way he spread you open, devouring you as though he were actually starving made your heart pound, your stomach flip, your vision going blurry as you got closer to the edge of the intense climax that felt as though it choked you.

You were clouded by your orgasm, brain fogged with only the notion of seeking pleasure coming into focus, but you still stole a look down towards Eddie. As though he sensed you watching him, he looked up towards you, steely blue eyes glinting with his malicious glee. He removed his fingers from you, using the back of the same hand to wipe his chin which was slick with your cum, dripping with his own drool.

Every second he spent away from you was agonising, threatening to dull the release that had been building up. But you felt his sharp nose come into contact with your once again, his stubbled cheeks between your thighs, dark brown hair tickling your skin as he dove back in, pressing his tongue in and out of you, moaning as he fucked you with his mouth.

With a sharp squeal you came, quivering under his continued touch, overstimulated almost immediately after your body settled back down. But Eddie kept going, chuckling to himself, not quite satisfied and certain you had more to give him. He pulled away briefly, only long enough to reassure you in a cruel, teasing tone that felt like he was purposefully mocking your pathetic desperation.

"If you want me to stop, you only have to ask. 'Please, Mister Nigma, Sir. I've had enough.' Say it loud and clear."

He only offered you the out as he was confident you wouldn't take it, smiling smugly to himself as you grabbed him by his hair and pushed him back into you.

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