Gotham One-shots

Fate (Edward x reader)

Being a doctor Arkham Asylum wasn't necessarily easy... especially when the riddle-infused Edward Nygma constantly followed you.

At first you thought it was 'cause he was just, well, crazy.

In later sessions, you would overhear the quiet conversations he had with himself.

Stuff like:

"Come on, Ed, take what you deserve," or "no, leave her alone."

This lead you to believe he had a lady friend... you just had no idea that it was you.

Whilst questioning him during one of your sessions, he had suddenly blurted out "you don't see it, but I've been holding back."

You were intrigued, to say the least.

"See what Mr. Nygm-?"

"Edward. Please,  call me 'Edward.'"

"Okay. Edward. Anyways,  what are you holding back?"

"The Temptation."

His lips were pulled back into a thin line.

"To do what, Edward?"

"To commit 'offences'... all the time."

"Well, that's alarming, Edward. Have the pills I assigned you been working?"

Ignoring your question, he States "you can help me, though," he hesitated, "if your head is pure."

You thought about it, well, yeah, I'm a doctor, I would say that my head is screwed on straight.

You pushed those thoughts aside.

You asked him again "Edward... your medicine?"

He just laughed, "but there is no medicine," he tilts his head, smirking, "you know the Cure."

Scoffing, you said "Edward, I-i'm just a doctor, I'm only here to help you... nothing more."

He frowns, pouting.

"Then leave. And I can be alone."

"Edw--"

"But I faint. It's my fate."

He turns around, chewing on his nails.

"Ed- may I call you 'Ed?'" He simply nodded, "why would you be alone? There are other intelligent inmates, you could make some friends."

He turns back around swiftly, spinning on his heel, "I'd still be alone."

"Why?"

"'Why?' Wait--" he cuts himself off "...and we could be alone."

"W-what?!"

"Think about it, ____, if you quit, I can easily escape- i only stuck around for you- then we could leave Gotham together."

You revised his words in your head, to be honest it sounded like a dream come true, to you. But, then realization kicked in.

"Ed, that's crazy- You're crazy!"

He frowns, "don't call me that. I'm not crazy," he smiles, laughing lightly, "I just... I l-love you."

You stood back in shock, "that's wrong, this is wrong," you gesture to the both of you.

He took a step back, fighting with himself, plotting. He thought aloud, smirking, "kidnapping... I can fool the cops, make it look like a kidnapping."

He walked closer to you, hands behind his back, smiling.

Your left eye twitched slightly, out of fear... and lust maybe?

"N-no... Edward, please..."

He, gently, cupped your face with one hand, as you were now trapped between him and a corner.

He whispers "then... you faint."

"Wha-?" You were cut off by a cold, thin, metal object in your neck.

... a needle.

A syringe more like it.

Ed was smiling like a child on Christmas morning.

"It's our fate. And we could be alone. Just two intelligent Minds."

You suddenly felt tired, your eyes drooping.

Then,  everything went black.

(Ed's POV)

I Chuckled, noticing ____'s sleeping nature.

I kissed her forehead, "why wait on love?"

I sighed, cradling her in my arms.

Eventually, I would have to move her body- she wasn't dead, ha! No,  she wasn't dead. Just asleep.

I now had her keys. All the guards had went home for the night. Hmm, all but one... Doctor Strange.

Oh well, I'll worry about that later.

I kissed her nose this time.

I'll see you when you wake up... My love.