Hi omg, I hope I did justice for your request! It took a few hours brainstorming but here it is!
🔞 MINORS DNI
💚 Gotham
You've been in a relationship, bonds were shared, riddles were thrown, kisses and hugs too. There were heated exchanges behind closed doors between the two but it stops there. But then there's a certain tension floating between you that can't be satiated by innocent touches. Suddenly your touches were prolonged, holding on so tight and you just never want to let go.
Before the relationship was deeper than it was, you talked how you should take things slow. You both to an agreement to do so and with that in mind, and the tension at the current moment, there was hesitance. When he'd leave kisses on your neck, how he thinks how a mark on your neck would be ravishing on you, he'd stop. Not because he wanted to tease you. By god, if this if you could even call it teasing at this point, it's just him stopping and trying to get rid of the thought and leaving you unintentionally breatheless and wanting more. Talk about slow burn. Too slow burn.
So when there was the silent resign and finally overcoming the hurdle of hesitance, either of you held back with the touches. Fiery, ardent were his kisses and the way he hold you close tells you how much he waited for this, how he can finally show you more of his love in this aspect.
Edward had you under him, lips connected with yours. Sharp air from his nose hits your skin already heated skin from the touch he induces. Dexterous fingers working its way on the end of your shirt, barely reaching to touch your skin under it, afraid that if he were to feel you bare you'd be uncomfortable. But as his fingers made an attempt to move away, your hand landed atop his, and guide his hand in your shirt.
"It's okay... I want you too..." Came from your lips from the short pause before it reconnects with his. And with that confirmation, he finds his confidence to mold his hand against the curves of your body, and explored the rest of it.
💚 Young Justice
"Wanna study at my place?"
Look, he knows the implication of it. It is also amplified by the fact that he has the massive feels for you. But his self-esteem goes as far as to remind him that there's just no way someone will go out of their way to invite him to their place. Besides, you're just friends!
Who in their right mind would bed him? Apparently, you.
Because once he arrived in your place, you lead him to your bedroom. He was confused at first, thinking the living room is utmost suitable for such occasions but whatever, perhaps you were comfortable studying there.... Admittedly, he can't help but to... Feel. Studying? In your room? With only the two of you? Gosh it sounds like it's straight from his day dreams. He frantically shoves those thoughts aside as if you could read his thoughts, shaking his head in hopes of swaying his head away from the control of his other head. He didn't notice you locking the door behind you, nor did he mention how oddly silent you were. But perhaps the feeling was mutual
"Do you have the books the professor— EEK!" He jumps when he felt your arms around his waist, your breath against his ear. Washed by the scent of you upon entering the house, he didn't expect you closing around him and give him a first hand experience. He was guilty to feel accustomed with the feeling, how he immediately melted to your touch. God, did you wanted him this badly, too?
"God it feels good to finally hold you like this... I think I might have gone insane if I wait for you to finally make a move."
So you knew? And you felt the same? And you were impatient and took initiatives?
In his sudden revelation, thoughts travelled across his head, it didn't register to him that his silence must've felt rejection to you. He only snaps out of it when he no longer felt the warmth that engulfed him.
"I-I'm sorry, gosh... Y-you can forget it, let's not talk about it— fuck I—"
Words were of no use to him when what he feels about you can only be voiced out by his action. And since you no longer took the initiative to make use of the assertion you have given him earlier. He eagerly takes over, turning around, plucking you by the chin and taking you in for a kiss that says it all. And he further makes his feelings known to you with your clothes and his lying by the foot of your bed, Gotham's resident nerd pistoning in and out of you with fervour.
💚 Arkhamverse (Specifically, Origins)
After finding yourselves amidst a weary night of celebration, you took it upon yourselves to make things interesting. At first it was just an idle conversation outside of the ongoing house party, sharing a bottle of alcohol and perhaps a stick of cigarette, eyeing each other with a certain fondness. And then you were inside his car, tinted windows rolled up and still parked outside the party venue, and yet you have you very own party at the backseat.
"Are you sure?"
For the first time you spoke at the duration of the heated exchange in his car, your voice came out hoarse and eager. Peering from your lashes, looking up to meet his green eyes, his glasses were askew.
Unable to find his voice, he can only nod. Working with his belt and his zipper, Edward felt himself shiver when you reached to stroke his length through his underwear. A breathey moan from the depths of his voice was interrupted when you connected your lips, whilst maintaining a slow, yet steady strokes on his throbbing cock. His hands rest upon your arms, holding on so tightly to ground himself from the immense even solely from your fingers. Pulling on his waistband, you completely rid him off the tight constraints.
"You can tell me to stop anytime..." Your lips left his and found its way down, your breath hitting the juncture of his neck and shoulders whilst your hand wrapped itself around him, starting out with gentle, experimental strokes to test the waters.
"Don't stop..." He rasps amid his heavy breathing, biting his lip and bucking his hip to feel more of you. "Faster..."
"How demanding." You cock a lopsided smile against his neck, but complied nonetheless, picking up the pace and watching him crumble in your hands.
He released the moans he's intended to keep unheard, his hand shooting up instinctively to cover his mouth. You reach for his hand with the other, lacing your fingers through his.
"Please don't. I love hearing your voice." He melts under your gaze, adding in the fact that you gently placed a kiss on his knuckle as well. Your lips then returned to his neck, your teeth sinking in his flesh. Between the tender kisses and the friction below, he gets off from the fact that you're giving attention, and most especially praises, he began to feel a coil form and a twitch on his leg.
"Y/N—!" He exclaims, his grip on your hand tightening. The coil in his stomach about to burst out, when you stopped.
His eyes opens, unaware of the tears that made its way out of his eyes. He pants, watching your slip off your bottoms and staddle him. His hands finds its way on the collar of your shirt, lips between his teeth. And when you sank yourself, he lets out the loudest moan he has ever let out, his hands bunching fisting the fabric of your shirt.
He knows that he won't be able to walk normally for the next week, but god was it worth.
💚 Year Zero
If Gotham Edward Nygma is unintentionally delaying the touch you need, out of fear that it makes you uncomfortable, this sadistic fuck does it intentionally because he enjoys seeing you squirm when you don't receive his full attention, leave you wanting more. The man enjoys a good slow burn. He's in it for the fucking thrill of it all, how you'd chase after him and he'd pretend like he didn't just leave you like a mess in the corridors when he stood too close and yet so far, that his lips almost met yours. He lives to see the intoxication in your eyes how chilled your skin is to the touch when he'd approach you. How you wouldn't be able to think straight after the encounter and when you'd look at him, you'd be denying your lustful thoughts with a grimace.
I guess you could say that it's him loosening your buttons up, but at this point he can just fucking rip your shirt off.
"Well, it seems that it's just you and I, Y/N. Alone." You couldn't bear to look at him, knowing thoughts would rush in your head if you were to meet his cocky chartreuse gaze. "What should we do?" He practically purrs, taking a seat on the table positioned next to you, crossing his thigh atop the other. His foot brush your tensed form, running it up and down against your leg, watching closely as you further stiffen at the point of shaking in your seat.
He loves how he has so much an effect towards you, that he'd render you quiet. He wonders whether you'd become pliant to his bidding with his touches alone. Imagine that, the powerful (villain name) at his beck and call.
"The most logical thing, Edward, wait for the others to arrive." You answer shakily from frustration. God this man is going to make you act up if he doesn't stop this.
"But they seem to be running late. I would hate to spend my time idling around instead of... Doing something worth my time..." Edward coyly answers, with a confident smirk fixed on his lips, he watches as your narrowed gaze flick to his leg and momentarily up at him. He finds one of the satisfaction of this game when your face flushed, flustered. He resumes to his slow leg strokes. "You know, you really ought to loosen up, (Villain name), it's just me—"
For the first time Edward finds himself at a shock when you stood from your seat, pressing his back against the long table, and pinned his wrist above his head. With your face near his, his eyes darts to your lips and realised just how close you were. Finally, you were able to cast your darkened gaze against his wide ones and upon meeting your eyes, his usual bravado returns.
He chortles, his body vibrating beneath you. "I just told you to loosen up, Y/N, no need to be so—"
Your lips crashed upon his and finally, finally relieved some of the tension he instilled within you. You love hearing his voice but god, you'd do anything to make him quiet for a little while.
"Shut the fuck up for once, would ya?" You growled, before taking in his lips again.
"Having your way with me... On the meeting table... Where our fellow rogues and inferiors might see? Oh so that's how desperate you are for me—" with each pause, he spoke between your feverish kisses and yet he finds himself enjoying every single second of it. And you think you have dominance over him? Oh please—
He thought so soon, but then you untied your belt and tied his wrist together. He was visibly taken aback when you did so, staring at you with wide eyes.
"To repeatedly push me over the edge, only to leave me dangling really is something Eddie. You get off of seeing me bite my lip, clench my thighs together and leave me breatheless. You had your fun," You secure the belt around his wrist, making sure it was tight, but not tight enough to hurt him. "Now it's my turn." And he doesn't mind that.
(I am so sorry if I'm being,,, too much with my asks)
Harley Quinn, BTAS, Young justice, and ... Uhh the I think one zero riddler's
Spouse!reader and Ed just being this adorable married couple-
Ed somehow always has his tie loose because he knows his spouse would fix it for him 😒
Nobody knows that this man is married, when they do they just be like "HOW THE FUCK-"
Cause, how did THIS MAN got a sweet s/o like THIS *waves frantically at a smiling reader giving their husband food*
Idk why but I can see him saying "*sighs* I miss my spouse, Jon."
I'd LOVE to be this man's spouse, cause, he DESERVES love alr? Oh, you want me to cook? OFC BABES <33 want me to pamper you with love n affection? BITCH OFCCC
Oh he's being insecure? Walk into my arms and I'll comfort him n give him all the affections he needs
I'm so down bad for him 😭😭
Also, reader knows he's the riddler and is often giving him ideas for his plan n shi
Alr so those were some hc's I thought of but this is the real reaction scenerio
Some hero is about to punch/hit the riddler and civilian! spouse! Reader was just around the area and saw it so they thought of the mist logical thing to do,
Punch the living daylights out of the hero, sending them FLYING-
Turns out, reader is very strong n can hold superman in a chokehold, they're also experienced with fighting <33
The reason why riddler haven't discovered this secret is because reader has perfect control with their strength
More reasons why I love you
Edward Nygma X Reader
AHHHHH the overall mundanity and domestic stuff you put there is making me melt, because gosh, I do strive to be that kind of spouse someday.
💚 Young Justice
Yeah, you can sense the heart eyes radiating off him whenever he's staring at you. Whenever he's staring off into an abyss, it's you he's thinking about or other shower thoughts. 70% of the time, it is you. Stop being so fucking cute UGH—
So imagine his absolute fucking shock, when you caught a punch from one of the heroes with an open palm, and absolutely POUNDED THEIR ASSES TO SAVE YOUR HUSBAND FRIM BEING BATTERED.
Oh be still his beating heart.
💚 Batman the animated series
Yeah, highkey this man loosen his tie or intentionally ties it wrong just so you can fix it. Then he'd take advantage of the lack of distance between you and steal a kiss like, "Sorry, I just can't help it my dear!" 💝😘🤤
Initially, he was scared for you when you suddenly used yourself as a shield to protect him, might've screamed because he'd rather get himself hurt than you (because of him) but then you started to fight back... Gosh he might be shed a tear because LORD, HE HAS TRULY FOUND THE ONE!
💚 Harley Quinn
He has subjected his fellow rogues to his sporadic lines of "I miss my spouse." after he sighs. At first some of them smiled because fuck that's wholesome, but then it increasingly got recent and they just got annoyed. WE GET IT, SOMEBODY LOVES YOU.
Okay anyways, he believes he can handle himself and there would be no need for protection, but if you do, well then my love, it's best if you train hard and-- wait, you're already strong. And you've been keeping this from him? Well how was he supposed to know--!
💚 Year Zero
Everyone is asking why this absolute cunt of a man gets a spouse as loving as you. Why? Just, why? Why him? Are you being coerced? No? Okay, but like, blink twice if you need help--
Okay, so this man. I've yet to read Year Zero, but I can't deny the fact that I'm getting masochistic vibes from this dude. So if he sees you beating up heroes who's he's currently combating, he gets this idea. Idea that had him staring at your frame still fighting against a hero with a smug grin.
Well, he's going to test out some... Things tonight.
