Any riddler's
W anti-villain/villain crush getting caught under a mistletoe.
(I can't believe that even though I'm in another hyperfixation I still act like a high schooler having a crush when it comes to riddleman)
Mistletoe trapping
Edward Nygma X Reader
Ooooh 👀 this is bound to get interesting
💚 Young Justice
First of all, HE DIDN'T MEAN TO--
Second of all... The timing was a little too perfect, since he pulled you away to confess but what the fuck, what if you rejected him???
Based on his looks, it was unintentional. Trust me, you'd know, he is looks like he's about to cry. You really can't fault anyone for this, except for those who placed the damn trap from above the doorway.
"Ah-- ahem I— y-you don't— we don't have to—"
"Well, it's tradition," you shrugged, still eyeing the mistletoe with murderous intent. "Let's get this over with."
Gripping a handful of his fist, you tug him closer and press harder than he had anticipated... He knows it was the pent up rage to find whoever placed the damn kiss trap on the door, but he was not about to complain.
Edward had no time to reciprocate, before you were off to consult the cameras to see who decorated this place and give them hell, leaving him red in his spot.
Well... His confession can wait.
💚 Batman Unburied
Ohohoho this magnificent bastard. You know it's intentional.
He's this casual little fucker who will just randomly walk you around when he's rambling, then suddenly he looks up, prompting you to look up as well, then spot the dreaded thing strung up in the ceiling, then you look down to see this bitch smiling in accomplishment.
Pa-simple pa, amputa.
"Oooh~ looks like—"
"I thought you don't like following traditions?" You countered.
"I hate myself, but you don't see me ending it all."
You furrowed your brow at him. "The fuck does that have to do with--"
"Listen, I know several guys, gals and others waiting for us to kiss just so they can drag their unfortunate someone under the very same hall. Now can we?"
Staring a hole through his skull, you relent with a sigh. Edward excitedly puckers his lips and closes his eyes, waiting for your response. Rolling your eyes at his antics, you gave him a peck. He opens his eyes filled with disappointment.
"That's it?"
"Beggars can't be choosers." You shot back at the pouting Eddie, who's game you've beaten. Admittedly, you know you will only stir the fire from within and give him more of a fight to have a proper kiss with you. And hey, while the night's still young.
💚 Gotham
"Mx. L/N?" Peaks the bespectacled dork through the doorway of your office with wide, wandering eyes.
"Yes, Mr. Nygma?" Your head arose from the rows of tall paper work on your desk, only your eyes visible to Edward.
"I was wondering where you were, since everyone's gone home. There's Detective Gordon, Captain, Miss Kringle, Doctor Lee, you, me and..." He recalls from the top of his head, before concluding his thoughts with a nod. "That's it."
"Oh wow... So six of us here, huh?"
"No, it's just what I can name from the top of my head. There are more of us outside."
"Chasing that paycheck..." Or just being responsible servants of the law becHse crime does not pause at Christmas.
"Would you like to join us? Doctor Lee brought sweets."
Wanting to leave your station for awhile, take a break from seeing the same wallpaper peeling away in the corner, you grinned and stretched your arms above your head. "Count me in."
Upon walking out, you began to chat with Edward about the occurrences in the precinct. Events you weren't there to see, since you were always holed up in your office tending to reports.
"And how's Kristen?"
"Oh, she and I, we're just friends. She's right, we get along better that way,'
"Oh my gosh, good for you!" Being away from the center of the building, you often missed out on the recent happenings, imagine your shock to see Edward and Kristen attached to one another. You thought they were together now, but no.
"I know! I'm actually happier at this outcome... I just didn't know how to tell the difference between romantic and platonic back then... Till now..."
"Yeah, can be confusing..."
You trailed off, only to realise you were approaching a section of the building with a mistletoe hanging from a doorway. You hoped Edward wouldn't see it and just continue walking, but it was too late. Edward squints and points at it, even.
"Did you know mistletoe isn't a normal plant? It's parasitic, meaning it has to grow in other trees to survive! Gross in rough clusters, giving the appearance of sprouting magically from tree branches. It takes the nutrients and water from the tree it grows on."
... yeah.
As you stood staring at it, you feel his lips against your cheek.
"And it's a bad luck to not kiss when underneath it."
"You planned this, didn't you?" Cheeky bastard.
"I'm pretty sure it's placed there by Lee and Detective Gordon."
Returning the favour, you press a kiss on the corner of his lip, before dragging him off the hallways before he can process anything.
"Come on, I wanna see what sweets Lee brought."









