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turning the tides

Summary - Teasing Edward was always a risk but you were nothing if not foolish and when the opportunity knocks, you can't help it.

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For a man who claimed to be one of the most brilliant creatures to ever walk the earth he was birthed on, Edward was infuriating in his refusal to pick up on signals that you could not be more obvious in dropping.

First, it was the clothing. Instead of your usual attire of a comfy top paired with some denims, you had chosen to wear one of his shirts with only the last half of the buttons carefully done up to preserve a little modesty. Modesty that was immediately brought into question by the lack of bra and black lace panties which you made sure were able to peek free of your ass when the shirt rode too high.

With the scene set and dressed, the second signal came from your actions. Under a pretence of cleaning up the place, you had mumbled your plans with careful placement - your chest pressing up against his shoulder as you bent across his seated back. And clean you had. With your body dipping to pick up any little speck which would show off the lace of your panties, the effort went unnoticed as Edward seemed incapable of taking his attention off whatever little mechanical thing was giving him trouble at his work desk.

The third signal was more of a nuclear option but that had never stopped you in the past.

Snaking a look at Edward's work table, the innocent victim in this scheme - his poor coffee mug which contained only the dregs of his latest brew - stared back at you as you quietly slipped closer to his position. Eyes innocent and voice low as you hum a made-up tune, you lean over the desk in a vague show of reaching for one of his far-off pens while allowing your forearm to knock the mug from the edge clean into Edward's lap.

His reaction is immediate. A gasp cuts the air as Edward flinches back from the mug until his brain catches up to remind him that it was no longer the steaming hot liquid it once was.

"Oops, sorry Eddie." You mutter, sincerity not quite meeting your tone or expression as you reach for the box of tissues which lay near the back of his desk. Pollen was unkind to Edward and, at this time of year, the tissues were a necessity as he often suffered through the days where his antihistamines were not quite cutting the job. Or, more likely, where he neglected to take them.

Reaching down with a handful of tissues, you gently brush your hand along the cooling mess on his groin, ensuring that your fingers graze along the concealed heft of his cock in a way that is absolutely unmistakable. It's a motion which nets you a sharp intake followed by a low whimper, Edward's focus finally shifting from his hands to yours as he glances down at the bold movements.

Unable to help yourself, you giggle at the wicked little noise as a swell of victory makes your chest feel warm.

The giggle sits between you for a moment but you are quick to realise your mistake as Edward's expression shifts from mild embarrassment to defensive anger in a sharp blink, colour flooding his face to sit high on his cheeks.

"Something funny?"

"What? No. Of course not, I'm just- uhh- helpi-"

Edward moves so quickly it steals the breath from your lungs as he leaps up from his chair and twists your body around to pull you hard against his chest, your ass rubbing against his stiffening cock as his head instantly drops to settle against your neck. Pleased with the response, more so with the aggression despite your initial shock, you allow yourself to go limp and pliant into his grasp.

"Those scant little neurons you possess are firing off something foolish today, dear. You understand the concept of work? Hmm?"

"Yes, Eddie." You breathe his name with a notable tease.

"You understand the importance of my tasks? The depth of my brilliant focus?"

"Mm hmm." Rolling your hips, your ass massages his cock with undeniable intent.

"Then why are you pawing at me like a bitch in heat?" Edward's hands shift from your waist, one coming to rest atop your left tit in a harsh squeeze while the other slips down to tease at the hem of your shirt - fingers grazing the skin there before slipping up to dance along your outer thigh. "Is that pretty head truly empty of anything but base desires?"

"For you?" Placing a hand atop his own as he continues to grip harshly at your chest, you press your nails into his grease-stained skin. "Sure."

He's annoyed, you can tell, his voice clipped and shoulders stiff in that way that tells you he's holding tightly to his restraint. But, and much more importantly, you can also feel how hard he is as he grinds against you, the scent of machine oil and woody cologne making you inhale deeply. Without warning his hand dips between your thighs, pressing against the thin fabric of your panties as he huffs at the immediate dampness which meets his fingers.

"Is this what you want? Is this why you're parading yourself around in my shirt? Don't think I haven't noticed your lack of appropriate clothing." His other hand pinches at your nipple through the shirt, the missing bra making the hard peak impossible to miss. “You want my attention?”

"I want it!" You moan into his touch, bringing your other hand up to wrap around the back of his neck. "I want it, I want it, I want it." Repeating the mantra, your word are cut dead by his fingers slipping past your underwear to press against your cunt - pointer finger slipping high to brush against the hood of your clit in a definitive tease.

Breath coming in short, sharp pants as you finally get what you've been craving, your body moves of its own accord as you hump into his hand. A movement which also rubs your ass against his cock with every low moan.

"Sloppy. Wet. Brazen. Shameful. Pathetic." Edward punctuates each word with a thrust of his fingers, his digits moving easily within you due to the arousal and your teeth bite at your lower lip as you sink into the steadily growing band of tension which his harsh treatment stokes. "Only thinking of what you want."

"Only for you. Just for you."

With a sudden halt, Edward pulls his fingers free and you can't help the keen of disappointment which pulls free of you, almost animalistic in its intensity. Before you could question him, his fingers find a new home within your mouth as the taste of your own arousal flooded your senses and your body is twisted in position.

Now facing Edward, you clean his fingers with what little motion your tongue has available, loving the tang of yourself mixed with the slightly metallic aftertaste of whatever the hell he'd been working on before your little game.

"Even a child understands that 'I want' often doesn't get. Maybe we'll make a lesson of it."

So, the game was still on, you realise with some relief, but Edward was changing the rules to suit himself. True to form.

Pushing forward, Edward used his grip of your mouth to tilt your head up to meet him, his stained vest pressing against your shirt as he surveyed you with heated eyes.

"Drop to your knees before your betters and put that empty skull to good use until I am satisfied. Then I'll see about freeing up my hands to see to your needs. Dexterity is a skill, dear, and it must be earned."

Mouth salivating at the prospect of an easy blow job in exchange for some attention, you nod until he snatches his fingers free of your mouth. Your cunt throbs with unmet need but there was always satisfaction to be had in waiting for a bit and you quirk a brow as Edward reaches down to release his cock and set you to task.

"You could just ask for some head, you know?" You tease him, finding the urge impossible to resist. "It's doesn't have to be that deep, Eddie."

He glowers at you for that, and you pretend not to hear his mumbled comments about giving you something deep to worry about as you gently drop to your knees and wait for him to reseat himself on his work chair.

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@finniestoncrane

EDWARD NYGMA in every episode of GOTHAM ↳ S02E07 — Mommy's Little Monster

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Would u do yandere/obsessive themes for all the riddlers?

Literally was staring at that in ur request info cuz I fuckin WISH they were obsessed with me like I am with them :) hehehehehe especially YJ Eddie my ass can't shut up about him HELP xD

Riddler Headcanons hnnnnnng i love to imagine a world where every one of these little freaks is obsessed with the object of their affection to the point where they gotta keep them SAFE AND PRESENT lest their ego suffer 💚 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: yandere themes, obsession, threats, violence, kidnapping, imprisonment, desperation, so many sexual things omg

arkham

ok his obsession is. unhealthy. and guess what? he deals with it in an even more unhealthy way!! and it was never for a moment anything close to being sweet...

maybe at the beginning, when he was trying to lure you in, trying to convince you that he wasn't about to murder you at any given moment, but that ended pretty quickly

but then he realised that he enjoyed your company and GOD!!

how dare you remind him of his pathetically human nature, his needs and desires that he was so sure he was above given his superiority

it's a fine line between love and hate, and he's straddling it so hard his balls are in agony

could you just do him a favour and either die by his hands so he can stop thinking about you or have the decency to be his dirty little secret?

literally cannot stop thinking about you, but while those thoughts give him a tent in his horrid cargo pants, they are incredibly violent in nature

btaa

hello!! you are now the lucky recipient of at least 50 "secret admirer" gifts every day! each one more absurd and impractical than the last!

it's got the the point where every time you hear a plane, you panic about what he's written in the sky for you this time

he'll never reveal himself though, because he's stuck in a cycle of trying to impress you but failing miserably and then convincing himself he can make it right with just one more gesture

so you have an apartment filled with plushies and chocolates and your doorbell gives you hives when it rings these days

it's just a precaution, because he needs to mark his territory. he has to ensure that any potential rivals in love can see that you have someone willing to do THE MOST

and anyone who tries to outdo him will suffer the swift consequences

young justice

he's always thought of himself as superior to everyone, intellectually of course, so there's never been much of a reason for him to be jealous of anyone

until he met you, and he realised that there were a lot more areas for a rival to compete with him than just intelligence

trying to figure out a way to keep them away from you, to have you all to himself, took a LOT of his brain power. and it's not exactly great when huge brains and a paranoid mind come together

i mean, if you thought you were surprised when he kidnapped you then just imagine how it felt for him when he suddenly realised what he was doing. and by that point, he'd already gone too far

but this could work!! now you're with him and you're his, all his!!

dano

oof, he's like "they won't treat you right!!" was dressed up in a big jacket with cling film on it's head

he's so happy to pretend to be your shoulder to cry on, the one that you go to when the world just seems to be cruel and unbearable

he'll be there for you, to comfort you, to dry your eyes and cheer you up. because it is unfair to you! how can you have been through so many dismal relationships? each one of them ending with you being completely ghosted?

it's fine, none of them were right for you clearly, they weren't good enough for someone like you. someone he thinks is perfect

he never has to reveal to you the lengths he went to in order to get rid of them, that he's the reason they never called back. pretty difficult to do that when your hands aren't attached to your arms and your arms aren't attached to your torso and your torso isn't attached to your head

no, you'll never know, just keep crying over them and eventually you'll realise that he's the one who's always there for you

gotham

you'd think he was just the usual soft boy with an adorable little crush, but he's actually the incarnation of "if i can't have you, no one can" and he is so more than willing to prove this frequently

all of that time spent doing favours for you, ones you didn't even know you needed!! organising your files, making sure your office smelled nice, putting your favourite hand soap in the bathroom closest to you, breaking into your apartment and leaving you fresh milk for your coffee

you would think you would be more grateful, but you weren't, at least not enough for him, your attentions were still with other people

being polite to them, doing little favours for them instead of returning them to him, laughing at their jokes

it's a little bit unfair how you think you can be nice to everyone around you instead of focusing every bit of your attention on him

so he really has no other choice but to eliminate them, one by one

and if that fails? he'll just get rid of the problem at the root, which means that unfortunately, you'll have to disappear...

zero year

horrid little man, he's learned everything he knows from shitty pick up artist videos and thinks he can keep you by "devaluing" you

so expect a lot of backhanded compliments, the kind of thing that makes you think you're not good enough for him in a way that keeps you very close and actually lowers you to his level rather than the pedestal you deserve to be on (which he is aware of)

but when you realise that he's not actually being nice, and that he's really just a bit of a waster? and you stop letting him treat you ilke that, and grow a spine, and threaten to leave him?

i mean, OBVIOUSLY he's going to have to think of a way to take away that choice!! he can't have you able to just get up and go whenever you feel like it

he has to have you, because that's what you are to him: a posession, a trophy, a reward for his efforts in "chivalry"

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EDWARD NYGMA in every episode of GOTHAM ↳ S01E20 — Under the Knife

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alfred molina + roles that make me go bark bark woof snarl

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Its very surprising that i didnt drew some good hint of his fangs in my fanarts untill how i held this thing in my folder unfinished for like 5 days

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another tenna set

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thank you all so much for the absolutely kind messages left on my previous tenna art. you dont understand how happy it made me, truly!

hes been such a blast to draw <3

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i`ve redrawn his hands... 5 times (ง ͠ಥ_ಥ)ง

also some funkass close-ups cause Tumblr loves to shrink-a-dink the quality

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Whatcha doin`, Tenna? Reading the script for the program, huh?

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I think I`m starting to like paintin` him too much