Edward Nygma x Reader Imagines

Hostage (requested)

You've sure done it now Y/n. First taken as a hostage then being brought to a fricking lair to lure out James Gordon . Isn't it perfect,being tied upside down in Riddler's lair.

I've been here for a couple of hours and I'm kinda getting irritated that the gcpd can't do their fricking job.

"Riddle me this y/n,what gets harder to catch the faster you run?"

I thought for a minute....wait i've heard this one before, he yelled it at me when i tried to run away from him.

"Your breath , now please let me down from the ceiling." I said struggling against the ropes. Every time I move I spin slightly.

"I am afraid that I can't do that Y/n." Riddler said while walking towards me.

"Why not?" I whined

Riddler spun me so I was facing him.

"Because I need a bait to get Detective Gordon here." He poked my nose and walked back towards his desk.

I blushed and started to struggle against the ropes. Why did it have to be Riddler?

Why couldn't it be some other villain like...uhhh........nevermind they are all awful.

Why am i the hostage? Why couldn't it be Vicky vale or maybe Lee Thompkins she has been in an relationship with Gordon before so she would have grabbed Gordons attention more than i would, ive never met the damn guy.

Riddler kept looking at one of his computer screens. He went into another room a couple of times to get coffee.

After a while i grew bored with watching him, so I decided to try to sleep. Riddler kept muttering to himself so it was kind of hard.

After a while I fell asleep.

When I woke up Riddler had fallen asleep on his desk.

I turned my head to see if I could find a clock to see what time it is.

I saw a digital one on the wall over riddler's coffee room door.

It said 04:27

I've been here for a day now, and Gordon and the gcpd still hasn't found me.

I looked towards Riddler.

His hair and clothes was a mess, there were coffee stains on his shirt and his hair stood up in weird places.

He looked kinda cute...no no I DO NOT FIND HIM CUTE! Oh god I'm developing a Stockholm syndrome. well shit, I thought to myself.

Riddler suddenly groaned and started to wake up.

I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep, it's kind of hard to do when you're upside down.

I could hear him standing up and walking towards me. I tried to steady my breathing in hope to trick him into thinking that I was asleep.

Suddenly I felt his hand brush through my hair. I held my breath, I could feel my face starting to blush at this, I hope he brushed it off as my face being red from hanging upside down for so long.

He walked away towards what I guess is the coffeemaker room.

I opened my eyes to see that the room was empty. I quietly let out a yawn.

It was 4 in the morning after all.

I closed my eyes and tried to sleep.

I heard Riddler return with his coffee, after that I could hear typing.

After a while of trying i fell asleep.

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