“Well, well, it appears you’ve caught someone’s attention, Nygma.” Two-Face chuckled.
 You couldn’t help but stare and Edward soaked in it.
Finally, the attention he desperately craved- that he deserved.
Someone could see what everyone else couldn’t. How magnificent Edward was. Everyone else might as well have been blind for if they had less primitive brains- they’d know to worship the ground he walked on. After all, he was the smartest person in Gotham. 

Edward was sitting back in his seat, almost lazily as he idly swirled his drink.
His eyes locked on yours.
Penguin scoffed. “I don’t pay ‘em to gawk. I pay 'em to entertain!”
“Oh I think Ed is very entertained.” Harvey grinned.
Penguin however, was furious and rose to a stand, ready to give you a wicked lecture but Edward held out his hand in a gesture to stop him.
“No, no, Oswald. It is no trouble. In fact, I think that might be the smartest employee, you’ve ever had.”
Oswald grumbled and you quickly looked away from Edward. You had witnessed how the Penguin didn’t look happy and that the Riddler of all people stopped him as Penguin glared daggers into you. You were pushing your luck. 

A minute later there was a tap to your shoulder.
At first you thought it’d be your boss, Oswald Cobblepot but the tap was much too soft. You turned and nearly forgot how to breathe.
“Hi, my name is Edward Nygma.” The man in green smiled.
“Hi…I thought you’d prefer to be called 'the Riddler’.” You replied almost breathlessly.
“Only to those I don’t like.” He smirked.
You blushed given the implication of giving his name so freely to you of all people. “I’m (Y/N).” You said.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Edward replied with a twinkle in his eye. “I couldn’t help but notice your gaze.”
“Right, sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable I just…I couldn’t believe I was seeing you in person.” You admitted, slightly embarrassed.
“I wasn’t uncomfortable, in fact, I rather enjoyed being acknowledged by such an attractive individual such as yourself.” You had wondered if Edward Nygma was ever shy, he seemed nerdy enough. So much you were certain that if someone like Catwoman flirted with him, he’d crumble with uncertainty all the while flustered. Yet that didn’t seem to be the case as he was so bold to let his attraction be known.
“Oh, thank you so much.” You became shy. “That means a lot coming from someone so well known like you.”
“Then you know that seeing I’m of such strong intellect that I speak fact. I don’t often give such flattering words to anyone but I think I could make an exception for you tonight.” Edward smirked at your blush.
“No complaints here.” You said before covering your mouth. “Thank you for your time. I don’t intend to take you away from your friends and my boss.”
Edward huffed out a laugh. “Friends…’associates’ is much more accurate. Although I do consider Oswald a friend. We have some history. It’d be foolish to call him anything else.”
After some time of talking the Ridder asked you a rather direct question. “Have you had too much to drink?” He asked and you looked at him with confusion. “What?”
The Riddler raised an eyebrow. “That’s not a convincing argument.”
“No-I-I had a few but…I’m not drunk, I just- why do you ask?”
The Riddler brushed off your shoulders. “Because I find it very difficult to believe you’d look at me the way you do if you weren’t.” His eyes met yours and he smiled slightly. “A shame, I will admit. Regardless, I’m flattered.”
You couldn’t hide your surprise, he seemed almost disheartened by the thought of you changing your mind in the morning.
“I’ll take what I can get of your time.” You cracked a smile and Edward smirked. “Then I will indulge you." 

Edward lapped up the attention you gave him, he had no issue talking about himself whilst you had no issue listening to him. He was fascinating. Just as you thought he always would be. "I’d like to know about you.” He smiled slyly, leaning on his hand on top of the table at the booth.
 "Me? There’s nothing really to me.“ You admitted. "Nothing in comparison to you, Mr Nygma.”
The Riddler chuckled. “I’ll be the judge of that. I want to know about the divine person before me who looks at me like I just saved the world.” You blushed. “Well…I moved here to get a new start. My parents didn’t approve of a lot of my choices so I couldn’t get away quicker. What used to be constant prying into my life became a phone call once a month…” You sent him a mischievous smirk. “…if I answer the phone that is.”
The Riddler hummed, sipping on his drink. “The Penguin hired me and that’s really it. I’m too new to Gotham to have any cool stories. I told you I was boring.” You cracked a smile. “Other than that time I met the Riddler that is.”
“I hear that is quite the honour around here.” Edward grinned.
You nodded. “The highest honour. I think it might have made my life actually. I peaked that night. Never going to have a better experience.”
Edward chuckled. “Well you might see him again if you played your cards right.” “Do you think I did?” You leaned on the table top, arms crossing.
He raised the glass to his lips, pausing momentarily to smirk at you. “Maybe.” “What about you?” You asked. “You must meet some unforgettable people all the time.”
“Very few actually, beyond the company I keep. The rest of Gotham are faceless nobodies. Although you might be the first to change that.” He said looking you over.
You hummed. “Probably not, when you believe how boring I truly am.”
“If you were, I wouldn’t be sitting here.” Edward countered.
“I didn’t think you were the type to not complete a puzzle.” You retorted.
“That’s because I don’t. However, only puzzles worth my time get all my attention and you, my dear, have my attention.”
“Then I certainly hope I don’t disappoint you, Mr Nygma.” You said.
“As do I, my dear.” He responded.
“So is this your night off? It is Friday after all.” You asked.
He pondered the question. “I suppose it could be considered as a social gathering. We did meet on business terms but if they’d started then I won’t be there to speak business.” He smiled. “I’ll be here with you.”
You blushed. “Sorry, I feel like I’ve disrupted on many levels now.”
Edward hummed. “You’re a lovely distraction though. I’d hardly call it a waste of time for me.”
You smiled back at him. “As I said, I think you’ve made not just my night but my whole life just approaching me. Even if I get fired tomorrow…it’ll be worth it.” You giggled.
“Fired? Absolutely not. I won’t have that. I’ve kept you in bounds of your job. Your job is to make sure customers are comfortable and entertained.”
 "You’re not just some guy though.“ You replied. "You’re the Riddler.”
He let out a laugh of amusement. “Give me your phone.” He said.
“It’s round back…” You rose to a stand. “…why do you want my phone?”
He smirked. “You’ll just have to get it to find out, won’t you?”
You smiled. “Be back in a sec then." 

When you were gone that was when Two-Face shoved his way into the booth beside Edward. "You’ve been gone for a while. We did the meeting without you.” “You can fill me in later, Harvey.” Edward’s eyes remained upon the staff door, waiting for you to return.
“It seems like you like this one.” Two-Face nudged him.
“And?” Edward responded.
“Excellent choice.” Two-Face said smugly. “I hope you don’t have ill intentions for that one, Edward.” Harvey cut in.
Edward huffed. “Hardly. You don’t know anything of my intentions, Dent. Now go away before they come back and see you. You’ll scare them off.”
Two-Face huffed out a laugh. “Too late, looks like I’m staying, Eddie. They’ve already seen me and they’re coming this way.” Edward followed Harvey’s gaze. He was right, you were coming back. 

You held your phone out to him.
“Here….hello, Mr Two-Face. Are you having a good night?” You asked as Edward plucked the phone from your grasp and leaned back, busying himself with it.
“Yeah, doll-face. Thanks for taking Edward off our hands for the night. The night off from babysitting has been great.” He grinned.
“Shut it.” Edward warned him but didn’t look up from your phone.
“I’ve enjoyed every minute with him.” You blushed.
“I bet you have.” Two-Face sounded smug again as Edward handed your phone back to you.
“Right, that’s enough out of you.” The Riddler rose to a stand and nudged him. “Move along, I’m going to say my goodbyes and head home. Leave them be.” Edward was practically guiding Harvey away from you.
Stopping to spin around the face you. “See you soon.” Edward smiled at you before continuing to push Harvey forward, his cane in the other hand.
“Nygma, I swear if you don’t quit your shoving-” The rest of Two-Face’s threat was drowned out my the noise.
Still, you couldn’t help but smile. You checked the time on your phone. You had another half an hour left of your shift.
However you couldn’t help but wonder what he did to your phone. 

It was only later when you checked it that you discovered what he had done. Your jaw hung open, gawking at the screen. There, in your contacts, was a new one. Enigma. You immediately figured he didn’t want to put his actual name but regardless. Edward Nygma, the Riddler, had put his number in your phone.
You immediately went to text it, even if it was half four in the morning.
You typed out your message before sending it.
'Thanks for the great night. You got me through my shift haha.’
To your surprise as you climbed in bed, your phone buzzed.
You turned off the light before you looked to see a response from Enigma.
'The pleasure is all mine. I’d like another night, perhaps not when you’re working.’
You inhaled, feeling the blush in your cheeks.
'You can have all the nights you like.’ You replied.
'Then you’ll hear from me very soon, my dear. Goodnight.’

WARNING: Violence! Death!

Jervis promised Alice he would follow her anywhere. Even when she ran away, he kept his promise. He loved her endlessly after all. Although Gotham was a big city. Crime rates seemed pretty high and very few wanted to be alone. That was what Jervis was good at, depending on only himself. It worked to his advantage. He decided that he’d go to the police in the morning and report Alice missing. For now, he’d have to wait for a bus to get to the hotel.
Although he wasn’t alone.
You kept your head down, lighting a cigarette. Jervis crinkled his nose.
Smoking was a nasty habit, after all. He heard you let out a sigh, the smoke passing through your lips. You leaned against the bus stop, kicking at the ground momentarily before casting your eyes upwards. Jervis didn’t make eye contact keeping his eyes anywhere but in your general direction.
“Oi! Willy wonka! So are you new here or what?”
Jervis wanted nothing more than to ignore you. Although he was the only one around and it simply was the height of bad manners to ignore someone no matter how ill-mannered they are.
“I just got here tonight.” Jervis replied somewhat crisply with a fake smile. You scoffed before taking another puff. “Ugh! Lucky you! I’m dying to get out of here but I can’t leave. Born and raised here y'know? Been here for years.”
He curtly nodded once before taking a few steps back creating more distance between you.
“Have you been out having fun tonight, eh?” You asked.
Jervis really didn’t want to tell you his real intentions and he really wanted you to stop talking to him. “Uh.. yes.”
You gave him a flirtatious smile. “You seem like a bit of fun.”
Your eyes ran up and down him and he wanted to shiver. Only his dear Alice ever had his permission to look at him like that. She was better than that. A much higher standard. His Alice was his one and only.
Jervis said nothing ignoring the comment with distaste. 

You bent over slightly placing a hand to your neck with discomfort. Jervis didn’t ask, he didn’t care to know what had you so suddenly uneasy. Perhaps you remembered not to talk to strangers. Better yet, all Jervis hoped that this bus would hurry up. He moved closer to the bench by the bus stop.
“You know I tried to quit these.” You held up your cigarette and Jervis jumped. Suddenly you were leaning on the bus stop inches away from him and he hadn’t even heard you. Perhaps it was the medicine. Side effects did cause some confusion. Not to mention what happened when no longer taking them so abruptly. He huffed irritated and moved away again to create some distance once more. Yet you didn’t skip a beat and kept on talking. “That’s what you get when you party too hard in these streets of Gotham, eh? I was at a house party and then a whole drama kicked off with my friends. Some bozo chatting it up with my friend and she didn’t have the heart to tell the bastard to clear off. I did it for her. He started threatening us and by then the night was ruined for me to I decided to head home. Unbelievable eh? All because someone won’t get out of your face and take a hint!”
Jervis couldn’t ignore the irony in your rant given desire for you to stop talking to him. Jervis turned his back to you as he took idle steps and tried to ignore you as best he could. However he was quickly losing patience. 

That was when Jervis realised how quiet you suddenly were. He turned back to see you face down on the ground, cigarette nowhere in sight.
That was strange he didn’t remember hearing you fall.
“Pardon me?” Jervis looked over any sign of movement. “My dear, tonight is not the night for games and tease!” He chided but never the less moved closer to you. He nudged you with his foot lightly. “Excuse me?”
No response.
Jervis sighed before rolling you off of your front only to cry out in horror.
Your throat had been cut, your eyes empty with no sign of life anywhere on your body. The blood began to drip down your neck and chest.
Jervis staggered back with complete disbelief.
Suddenly you were gone without so much as a trace. 
He looked to through the sheet of transparent plastic in the bus shelter but his own reflection did not meet his gaze.
Instead of his own reflection it was yours.
“I’m dying to get out of here. Been here for years.” Your reflection said blankly and Jervis took off running. 

Jervis never forgot his first night in Gotham. He never forgot your face. Nor could he explain what he had seen. Although there was one thing that Jervis could have noticed with a keener eye.
Upon the very bench that stood barely a few feet from him, had a small plaque engraving on it.
‘In Loving Memory of (Y/N) (L/N)’

The Riddler was certain that the Batman had feelings for you.
He even worried that you felt the same. Neither of you could hide it from Edward, he could see everything crystal clear.
As much as he didn’t want to use you as bait to trap the Batman, he had to for the power you had over the Batman.
Even if you were his love, Edward had to prove he was right. It had been a point of conflict, he couldn’t think of any specifics but the feeling never left him. Every disagreement, every argument, every issue always came down to the clear connection you and the Batman shared. No matter your claims of Edward’s involvement. That your care for Edward is what made you so drawn to find a common ground with the Batman. He considered such a lie pitiful. You could not deceive Edward Nygma- no one could deceive the Riddler.
He even had a captivated audience of his associates to witness his greatness.

You, however, were less than pleased, glaring holes into Edward each time his face came into frame of the screen.
Suddenly you had a strong outburst of frustration and evidently, quite pissed off. “I don’t know how much you paid your little friends of yours to say the utter crap they so called ’witnessed’…” You cast a cold glance to the screens showing Scarecrow, Two-Face, Penguin and Harley. “But I am getting sick and tired of your crap, bringing this up week after week with any tiny little thing that happens.” You focused back on the Riddler. “If you want to believe so bad that I am cheating on you with the Batman then do us all a favour and break up with me now!”
Edward smirked. “You’d like to be freed from guilt so-”
“Ifnot...!” You cut in. “Then shut the hell up before I beat you to the punch!”
“To be guilty of adultery must be so distressing, my dear.” Edward smiled. “Well…when you’re caught. No matter what you say or do, I know what you did. I am the Riddler! I am superior to everyone!” Edward seemed to grow angry. “You will know what it means to mess with me, my dear." 

Suddenly there was smashed glass as Batman came through the ceiling.
"Aha!” The Riddler cried out. “I told you! I knew he’d come for you!”
You rolled your eyes. “You literally told him where to go!” You deadpanned.
“No, I gave him riddles to solve that would giveindications of your whereabouts! It’d be up to him to bother to find you!” The Riddler argued back.
You groaned pinching the bridge of your nose between your thumb and index finger.
“I’ve heard just about enough of this.” Batman spoke up. “This is a load of garbage. All of it. All for insecurity.”
“Insecurity!?” The Riddler cried out with offense. “I am not insecure, Batman! I have no reason to be insecure! I am the most intellectually superior-”
“Insecure that you’re not enough for your partner and pushing then away by accusing them of cheating.” Batman cut in coldly. “You’re using me to do it and I’ve heard enough. You want there to be something between us so badly…?” Batman trailed off before turning to you.
“(Y/N)…” Batman said smoothly, taking your wrist gently. “I hope you don’t mind.” He said with sincerity.
Your eyes shifted uncertain of what he was referring to. However all was explained when Batman pulled you in close by the waist, leaning down and capturing your lips in a kiss.
Your eyes widened as the Riddler leapt out of his chair with outrage.
The Riddler recognised the shock upon your face almost immediately as it mirrored the same shock you had when he kissed you for the first time making the experience all the more thrilling that he caught you off guard.
However now Batman had done the same and he was livid. 

Edward’s eyes snapped open with a gasp, his heartbeat a little fast. The sunlight made him aware it was now morning, a few hours had passed but he was relieved to find you curled up next to him in bed, fast asleep. It was just a dream. He let out a quiet sigh as he tried not to disturb you.
He lay back down beside you. He wasn’t ready to get up yet, not when he could have you in his arms. A lovely remedy after such a dream.
Trying not to disturb you was quickly ignored as he pulled your back into his chest and curled around you.
You stirred. “Ed…?” You asked groggily.
He huffed, holding you to him tighter as you felt him burrow his nose into the back of your head.
“You okay?” You asked.
“Bad dream.” Edward mumbled back.
“Let me roll over.” You stretched against him and he did so with an unenthusiastic huff.
Although he was much happier that you turned to face him, keeping little space between you two as you nuzzled your face into his neck, wrapped an arm around his waist, under his arms and a leg over his hip. You sighed with content and Edward found the feeling to be mutual.

WARNING: Mental Illness and Aggressive Behaviour.

Even the great Riddler had his bad days.
His, just made him a little more dangerous than most.

Once in complete exhaustion, his body, his entire being, just stops. His eyes were bleak, dull and had a rather sinister look.
His riddles, his ego, his very personality washed away to this empty shell of himself. Edward did not speak, He didn’t do much of anything.
You recognised what had happened immediately when he came home from his secret base. He had pushed himself so far that he had almost completely dissociated.
“Hey…” You began quietly. “…are you feeling okay?” You kept your voice soft and quiet.
He was very sensitive and reacted to the most simple of sounds.
Edward didn’t so much as nod, he simply stood before you and stared. His hair disheveled as was his green suit that was usually in perfect condition. You carefully reached out with a hand.
“Let’s go to bed.” You whispered quietly. “You always feel better with some sleep. You’ll feel back to your normal self in no time.” You quietly assured him. His hands reached out towards your neck and you grasped them roughly in your own, pressing them to your hips.
Edward didn’t always know what he was doing in these states but as long as you kept calm, so would he.
“Come on.” You said softly, walking him towards the bedroom. 

“Just relax, you’re home safe.” You assured him as you peeled his green jacket off of his body. He allowed it. His eyes flickered every few seconds, watching your hands.
“Shoes.” You said softly. As you unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt. As though hypnotised, he kicked off his shoes.
“Good.” You led him towards the bed. “In you go.”
You helped him into bed and pulled the covers over him. You felt a small tug on your arm. You looked up to keep Edward’s stare.
“Do you want me to get in with you?” Edward had nothing but praise for how you handled any of his moods. You knew the danger yet you also clung to the chance that he wouldn’t lash out. Over time, you learned how to deal with him. After a few moments you took his stare as a ‘yes’ and climbed in.
You coaxed him into facing away from you before wrapping your arms around him and pressing your face into his back. You took in his usual smell that you grew to find comfort in. You made idle patterns along his arm and kept your breathing slow and even. He’d relax eventually. Especially with a hand in his hair. “You’re okay.” You sighed softly. He had two options at that point. He could try to sleep it off or he could lie there awake and motionless. That’s usually how it went. You moved you hand from his hair and rubbed his back. Luckily, Edward fell asleep not long after.

The phone rang twice before your boyfriend picked up.
“Hello?” Jonathan answered somewhat quietly.
“Hey, you’re on break yeah?” You asked.
“I am.” He replied curtly.
“Great so, I’m a little stuck on dinner tonight.” You admitted. “Oh Edward and Harvey are here, by the way.”
There was a pause.
“Why are they there?” Jonathan asked.
“They just stopped by. They thought you were off work this week.” You responded.
“I was off work last week.” Jonathan responded.
“Well we know that now!” Edward rolled his eyes.
“Why don’t you two stay for dinner!?” You straightened. “It’s not like we had a plan anyway!”
“We shouldn’t intrude.” Harvey cut in.
“No, really, it’s no trouble! Besides, I haven’t seen you two in ages, it’ll be fun!” Edward seemed smug. “I have no issue.”
“Crane, you good with this?” Two-Face asked.
There was a long pause.
“No, no issue at all.” Jonathan finally replied, seemingly reluctant but always willing to do what made you happy.
“How about you pick for dinner tonight and I’ll…” You paused. “I’ll help make it.” You giggled.
“My dear, I think what you mean to say is that you’ll assist me making it because I can’t trust you not to burn down the apartment.” You heard a hint of amusement in his voice.
“You know I can’t cook.” You whined.
“I know. Very well. That’s fine by me. I have another few hours until I finish work so enjoy occupying Edward until then.” He said.
Edward scoffed. “You make me sound like a child needing to be occupied!”
“You are.” Two-Face and Jonathan immediately replied in unison.
Edward huffed again with an eyeroll before mumbling under his breath.
“Alright, we’ll leave you alone. See you soon, I love you.” You smiled.
“I’ll see you soon, dear.” Jonathan said before hanging up the phone.

Putting my own spin on Two face.

I feel like the Nolan movies did a really good job at starting him off as just a guy who got really screwed over but I think we could still go further with his character beyond the “funny coin man times 2” As I thought about it more I love the thought of him actually having to be two faced to the public and his personal life after the incident. Not mentally ill, not bipolar, or multi personality disorder just a guy who’s torn between being the same old good man Harvey dent and his real feelings about himself and the world around him after being mutilated by the court of owls. I personally don’t like how overused the joker is and I find the owls to be kind of underdeveloped.

Also feel free to ask me stuff about this fan batman project or share some headcannons or fanfictions. I love talking about this stuff.

Me being a dummy

Yay

Because after watching the latest episode of Helluva Boss I’ve got very strong vibes of these two in M&M’s dynamic

Though, in fact, Oz more likely would have been some kind of demon royalty rather than just an imp, iiiiiiiiiiiii just

Didn’t get too deep into redesigning

For it’s too early now, i think. There’s too little about upper demons still

• Unlike Pluto — Everything black

BatFamily In A Nutshell Part 18:

No one:

Earth:

Universe:

Batman:

Harley and Ivy by Joshua Swaby

Hey guys, if I did some enamel pins of the Gotham Rogues would you be interested????

Harleyivy paper doll set!

Poison ivy paper doll!

Harley Quinn paper doll!