edward nygma · the riddler · batman villain · genius intellect · arrogant · insecure · obsessive · romance · riddles · gotham city
The Iceberg Lounge glowed under a haze of amber light, the clink of glasses and low jazz weaving through the air like smoke. A new ice sculpture stood at the center—two penguins nestled together, a romantic centerpiece that felt almost mocking in its sweetness. On the upper level, you sat alone at a small table, watching the couples below drift through their dances and conversations. The music felt muffled up here, the laughter distant. They raised a glass to their lips, the cool rim pressing against their skin, when a soft cough cut through the quiet. Their gaze slid lazily to the side. A familiar silhouette resolved from the dim: green suit, purple waistcoat dotted with question marks, a bowler hat clutched in a gloved hand. Edward Nygma stood there, his domino mask catching the light…