Riddler loves the wacky costumes absolutely adores the ridiculousness of fashion. Sometimes he gets in the mood to dress like the lovechild of Elton John, lady gaga, Elvis Presley, and a glitterbomb because it’s fun.
Penguin cares very much about his appearance because he’s got a reputation to uphold. So he hates the ridiculously taller top hats ed always gets him. However Oswald has found that they’re a very powerful persuasion, pacifying, and negotiation tool against Edward.
(They almost always wear at least one piece of the other’s gift, Oswald like the penguin cuff-links, occasionally pants, and umbrella handle. Ed likes it all but mostly goes out with the shoes, ocasionally gloves, and belt)
Here’s a cleaned up Riddler and Penguin. They’re inspired by the Gotham show. Here they like each other but neither of them are clear with where they stand with the other. So they’re kind of mean at times.
I made an original character for Riddler, her name is Peggy Boniface and she’s his therapist. I was thinking it would be quite fun to have a character that is the opposite of Harley Quinn with Riddler. This therapist is very professional and pragmatic. She appeals to Ed’s sense of reason and always plays along with his games. She has far more patience with him than anyone else he’s interacted with, even staying late to try to solve his puzzles. Ed used to mock her for being too dumb to get them but came to be mildly amused to impressed with her persistence to try to solve his games.
I think it would be funny for Riddler to fall in love with her while she’s feels pretty neutral towards him. But when it comes to confronting feelings he’d be a bit dumb at recognizing it and when he does he’s even worse at flirting. His first thought is trying whatever he did to become friends with Penguin.
the answers to those question - He left it in his cell because he hates getting blood on his glasses - Arkham security sucks he could leave whenever he wants he’s only stuck around because Peggy is nice - Regular Arkham breakout, he’d usually follow every else in the riot but he’s been having a good time. - He’d suggest burying the bitch alive but the therapist wouldn’t be happy with that response ( he could not give less of a shit about Harley or Joker) - He sticks them to the ceiling of his prison cell in the arrangement of actual constellation, he’s only ever seen stars in books because the city has so much smog and light pollution
Summary: You are the new Medical Examiner at the GCPD and despite your young age you are respected and admired by everyone. Nobody would ever think that a sweet and clever girl like you could be friend with both the Riddler and the Penguin. But above all, how could you be involved with a person like Jerome Valeska?
Pairing: Jerome Valeska x Reader, Ed Nygma x Oswald Cobblepot
Warning: swearing, multiple chapters, just Jerome being… well Jerome, angst possibly
A/N: hello! This is based from a dream I once had, therefore, it is not entirely related to what really happened in Gotham and I will make some changes to the real story. Also, I haven’t started season 4 so I’m not aware of the last events. In this fic, Lee is not the ME anymore, since she is still somewhere south with Mario, hence it will be Y/N who will be there for Jerome’s revival. English is not my first language, I apologize in advance for any mistake. Hope you enjoy!
You were really young but you were already a fully graduated student with a brilliant career. You had always been clever, it was a surprise for no one when you got into university at the age of 15. That is why, despite your young age, barely twenty years old, you were already working as Medical Examiner in the GCPD. At first, no one of your colleagues took you seriously, for you were really too young and could have been the daughter of some of them. However, once you started working, you proved them wrong.
Now, you were a fully respected girl, everybody trusted your judgment and recognised your incredible intelligence. To be fair, you were still seen as “too young”. Although, this time your youth was not seen as a problem, in fact, it was like you became the little sister that needed protection. You could definitely take care of yourself, but every cop in the GCPD had developed a soft spot for you. Especially the famous and notorious James Gordon.
Almost every cop had seen you and Jim’s friendship coming. He was overprotective and treated you like a little sister, always worried that seeing so many corpses at such a young age was not the best for you. On the other hand, you admired Jim and were always happy to help him solve some cases. It was true though that Jim was sometimes annoying, often treating you like a child. But despite that, your friendship was the golden perk of the GCPD.
That day you had just finished examining another corpse when you heard a lot of noises coming from the police area. You had always been a curious person, that is why you immediately found yourself walking straight towards it. You found the mayor and his right hand, Mr Nygma, walking through the department.
Saying that you were excited would have been an understatement. In the lab, there were still all the paperworks done by Mr Nygma, and you were fascinated by them. So now, despite him being a criminal, you were dying to meet him and ask him a few questions. You started walking towards him, more like running, with your working glasses bouncing on your nose and your eyes glimmering with excitement. Next to the couple there was, needless to say, Jim who was talking with Oswald about something you ignored, while Ed was looking around until his eyes met yours.
“Excuse me?” You asked as soon as you stopped in front of the men. Right after hearing your voice, Jim stopped talking to Oswald to look at you with nothing but worry and concern in his eyes.
“Y/N! Leave. Now.” He was acting again like the protective big brother, but you were having none of it today, not when Edward Nygma stood just in front of you.
“Now Jim, is this the way to talk to a lady? Please, be more nice”, Oswald said with a smile, extending his hand and introducing himself.
“Shut up, Penguin!” Came Jim’s angry voice.
You noticed Oswald visibly tensing and straightening his lips. He clearly didn’t like being called like that. You knew that Jim and Oswald had a peculiar history together, but still you did not like the way he was treating him, especially considering Oswald had been nothing but nice with you.
“His name is Oswald, Jim.”
Your voice was cold and firm, something Jim was not used to. He was taken aback, clearly confused by your sudden weird behaviour. Oswald waved his hand, like he was dismissing Jim’s rudeness. Like he was used to be disrespected. You didn’t like it at all. You didn’t exactly know why you were reacting like this, but you above everyone else understood how awful was being called names against your will. You hated it.
“Please, Miss, I am sure Jim meant no disrespect.”
Oswald was smiling, but you could sense that it was not genuine. It felt like a façade. How many fake smiles had you made every time someone called you “little one”? Too many to ever tolerate that action again, even when it was not meant for you.
“Y/N, please leave, these are not men you should be talking to.” Jim’s voice was still harsh, you knew that it was only because he didn’t want you to be involved with criminals, but it was time for Jim to understand that you weren’t a child. After hearing those words, Oswald’s eyes darkened a bit. He liked you and was definitely annoyed by Jim’s reaction. As for Ed, he was silently watching everything and was insanely curious about you. He didn’t miss your uniform as ME and he was wondering how someone so young could held a position like that. You must have been quite clever.
“I belong to you but others use me more often than you do, what am I?”
You looked at Ed, that was the first time he spoke since he arrived at the GCPD department. You were aware of his habit of telling riddles and you found yourself amused by him.
“Your name” you replied.
Ed smiled, took a step forward and extended his hand in front of him, smiling, “Edward Nygma, pleasured to meet you.”
You smiled broadly and shook his hand, Jim rolled his eyes and Oswald chuckled lightly. Ed was a smooth charmer.
“Pleasure is all mine, Mr Nygma. I’m Y/N Y/L/N, the ME. I was wondering, may I have a word with you?”
Jim started to protest but Ed nodded his head and he quickly disappeared with you before Jim could say another word.
***
Needless to say, your little encounter with Ed had caused you a little problem with Jim. For days all he and the other cops would do was keeping an eye on you and telling you that people like Edward Nygma and Oswald Cobblepot were too dangerous to hang out with. You weren’t a fool and you knew that they were criminals, but for the past few weeks they had been perfect and decent human beings with you. Actually, Ed helped you with your studies on the rotting of corpses and Oswald visited you from time to time for a chat. Now that he was mayor, it was not a problem for him to enter the GCPD department. He clearly liked you a lot, mainly because you respected him as a human being and because you never referred to him as The Penguin. For you, he was just Oswald. He wasn’t a murderer, a criminal, the mayor, a person to make fun of. He was just a normal man. A friend, even. He grew fond of you, just like Ed, even though they had different reasons.
Ed was fascinated by your intelligence and the skills you showed in your job. He found in you someone as passionate as him for science and riddles. A mind like yours could understand his and although Ed was a murderer and a bit crazy, you never mentioned anything and you based your judgment only on what you saw and on how he and Oswald treated you. You were not one of those who judged by the book’s cover. Yes, they were criminals. Yes, you wished they never committed any bad actions, but you couldn’t change the past and that didn’t mean they could not have you as a friend. Moreover, they never underestimated you because you were too young to work as ME. Unlike anybody else, your age never mattered to them.
Obviously Jim was not happy and he didn’t share your same lines of thought, but he soon accepted the idea that you cared about Oswald and Ed, and there was nothing he could do about it. Therefore, his main concern now was to be sure that both of them kept you away from dangerous situations. If anything would have ever happened to you, the entire GCPD would have gone after Ed and Oswald. Lucky for them, both Ed and Oswlad cared too much about you to ever involve you in criminal affairs.
However, despite everyone’s efforts to keep you away from danger, soon enough you found yourself deep into a massive problem and this time neither Jim Gordon or the entire GCPD, nor Oswald or Edward could protect you.
***
It was a day like any other and you were in your lab focused on your work when you heard Jim’s voice shouting: “There must be some other options. You can’t involve Y/N in this!”
You raised your eyebrows and heard footsteps loudly approaching your door. The voice of Captain Barnes came hard and firm: “She is the ME! Whether you like it or not, it’s her job.”
Then the door swung open and Captain Barnes entered the room followed by Jim, Harvey and two other cops carrying what looked like to be a dead man.
“Good morning, gentlemen. How can I help?” You greeted them and instructed the two cops to put the dead body on the table.
“Doctor Y/L/N, someone tried to bring back to life this corpse, we would like to be sure they didn’t succeed and that he is still dead” said Captain Barnes.
You raised your eyebrows, you were aware that a group of people was working on a project at Indian Hill, which goal was to bring back to life the dead, but you never actually met one of them yourself. You were fascinated by this kind of research, you knew it was unethical but still you were a woman of science and you could not help being fascinated by all of this.
“Please, Captain if yo-“
“Of course Captain, I’ll work on it” you said interrupting Jim. You didn’t know why he was trying so hard to convince Barnes to not let you work on this case, but this was your job, you had to do that, but more importantly you wanted to do that. Jim sensed that there was nothing he could say to persuade you to give up, so he sighed and let you do your job.
You look at the poor thing laying on the table. His face was missing, it must have been cut off. You felt sorry for whoever this man was and thought that whoever stole his face must have been some kind of a twisted creep.
Before Barnes and the others left the room you managed to ask, “excuse me, Captain, who is this man?”
2022 is upon us and me and my friends from Nygmobblepot Haven server worked together to create this interactive desktop calendar, where you can write notes, easily navigate between pages and have a shortcut to all our social media. Everyone interested can download it here.
What you see above is a cover made of fragments of our individual art pieces.
Here’s a tease from my months to encourage you to take a look at the whole thing:
