WARNING: SOME PRETTY SAD STUFF AHEAD ALSO ED’S ALTER EGO BEING VERY, VERY, VERY CRUDE AND DISGUSTING IN A VERY SEXUAL WAY SO…
“You can’t- You can’t do that. She won’t like you.” Ed muttered nervously. “Are you kidding me? Of course she’ll like me, I’m you.” said a deeper voice that still sounded like Ed. “Except… I’m more of a man. She’ll love me.” he sighed deeply, whining. “You’ll hurt her!” Ed yelled. “I won’t let you hurt her!”
You walked down the hall to the bathroom door, which was cracked open, and peered in. Ed was standing at the sink, leaning over the basin panting. Suddenly, he straightened and stared into the mirror, an unfamiliar and terrifying smirk on his face.
“The thing is,” he scoffed, only it wasn’t him. The man in that mirror was not Ed, not your Ed, anyway. “You can’t stop me. And did you ever think Y/N might like to be hurt?” he winked. “Did you ever think Y/N might want to get fucked by a real man?” he chuckled deeply. “Don’t talk about Y/N like that!” Ed screamed.
“Eddy?” you whispered, pushing the door all the way open, making him jump.
“Hey… Y/N.” he stuttered.
“Who were you talking to?”
“Huh? What? Nobody…”
“You were talking to yourself.” you let him know you knew… You’d know for a long time that something was going on with him but you didn’t know how bad it was until that moment. “Eddy…”
He looked at you emotionless for a moment before he sank to the floor and you sank with him. “There is an evil inside of me, Y/N!” he cried. “He takes over my body and makes me do terrible things! He told me to-” he stopped himself, crying violently into his hands.
“He told you to what, Eddy?” you asked softly. “What did he tell you to do?”
“He want’s me to kill…” Ed admitted quietly. “Please don’t leave me! Y/N, I swear I would never hurt you… I just… I need you to keep me from hurting anyone else.”
You knew he was telling the truth. He would never hurt you, no matter what kind of force compelled him to do so, Ed would die protecting you from anything, including himself. “I’m not going to leave you, Edward.” you sat against the wall beside him and he fell over onto you, allowing you to hold him close.
“Please…” he cried. “Please help me…” you just held him close and let him cry into you, assuring him you would never leave him and that you would never let him fall to darkness.
IMAGINE: Being a college intern at the GCPD and Edward Nygma being your mentor. However, a relationship that was supposed to be strictly professional soon develops into something romantic.
WARNING: Slight smut, and slightly dominate Ed
You’re organizing files in the archive when suddenly you hear the door open. You look up to see your mentor, and crush, Edward Nygma walking into the room.
“Hello Mr. Nygma.” You say trying not to blush. You duck your head back under the shelf and continue working.
“Hello Y/N.” Edward says as he walks to you. His walk was almost predatorial. He was the cat and you were the mouse waiting for the deadly attack.
There was no denying the attraction between the two of you. You were 22, in your last year of college. Never had you ever felt such yearning for someone.
Edward reached an arm around your waist and pulled you to him. He then spun you around so that you were facing him. “You look good today.” Edward said before bringing his lips down to your neck.
You jumped back slightly, surprised by the shy man’s sudden confidence. There wasn’t much of anywhere to run to though, Edward had you pinned to the wall.
“Mr. Nygma what are you-” He cut you off with a nibble on your ear.
“Fuck. I love it when you call me Mr. Nygma.” He moaned out.
Edward continued to kiss you, soon bringing his lips up to meet yours. With one hand, he had your wrist pinned above your hand. With the other, Edward was roughly running his hand on the delicate skin under your shirt. He reached his hand behind your back and began to unclasp your bra.
“What gotten into you Mr. Nygma?” You asked between moans. “We could get caught.”
“Well that’s part of the thrill isn’t it?” He asked you. You groaned in reply and he continued to take off your bra.
Just as the silky fabric was about to fall to the ground, there was a knock on the file room door.
“Y/N are you in there?” Lee’s voice rang out. You sighed in annoyance.
“Yeah I’ll be right out.”
Edward helped you to pull your bra back into place. You tuned to him and pulled his lips to yours once more. You bit down onto his bottom lip.
“I’ll see you later Mr. Nygma.” You said with a wink.
IMAGINE: The Riddler (Edward Nygma) holding your classroom hostage. Out of all of the students, you’re the only one able to solve his riddles. Because of this, Ed becomes completely infatuated with you and decides to take you with him.
“What is it that no man wants to have, yet no man wants to loose?” The voice of the tall strange man said.
You knitted your eyebrows together and looked about the room. All of your classmates looked afraid and confused. But you were confident. “A lawsuit, sir.”
The man looked to you with a wide smile. “Impressive, but call me the Riddler.”
“Alright Riddler. Now that I’ve solved your little puzzle, will you let us go?”
The strange man ignored your inquiry. “What’s your name?”
“Y/N.” You replied in a firm voice.
The Riddler strutted over to you, lifted you from your seat, and led you out the door of the classroom without another word.
“You’re staying with me Y/N.” He whispered in your ear.
Chills shot down your body as his lips scraped over the back of your neck.
Tbh my only thoughts during the last half of Season 3 of Gotham was “Boys, this is not how you handle a break up.”
And also, “Wow, I could watch a whole episode with just commentary/narration from Tetch.”