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indie / private blog for THE RIDDLER. removed from canon and made into a gay little freak of an oc. from the wicked mind of MONI.
Eddie
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α° .α£ -- A (green) baseball bat to the gut was more then enough to get Eddie really going. Excited was an understatement. A hand shot up to grab hold of the bat, steadying himself on only Gardener's strength alone. The grin on his masked face, only turning his head to spit out some blood that pooled at the back of his throat.
"I will ask, sweetheart, not to hit the face. I can't pull off the rugged look like you can."
I'm gonna say right now if you beat him up he's getting a boner and I hope you're prepared for that
Eddie: *starts to flirt with some new hero* Eddie: *stops* Eddie: Are you over 18???
` * ππππππ ππππππ πππππππ : a mix of dialogue and action prompts. sent "+ reverse" to reverse the roles.
ππππππππ :
β you're gonna be okay , just keep your eyes on me. β don't move - you're going to make it worse. β it's not that bad. β you saved me once before , now it's my turn. β you fucking idiot , you weren't supposed to take the hit for me. β i told you not to do that! now look! β you're lucky that i know basic first aid , or you'd be dead! β stay with me, okay? stay awake. β i'll be as gentle as i can be , i promise. β you're bleeding - oh my god , you're bleeding. β you told me it was a scratch , this is not a fucking scratch! β there's so much blood. β next time you want to play here , just don't. β stop fighting me and let me help! β you're banned from doing anything remotely dangerous. β you could have died , what were you thinking? β if you die on me , i'm going to be pissed off. β you didn't have to be so reckless just to prove a fucking point. β the wound will heal but you'll have a scar.
πππππππ :
[ carry ] sender carries receivers muse to safety after finding them injured. [ stitch ] sender stitches receivers wound. [ hand ] sender holds receivers hand during a painful procedure. [ wound ] sender cleans receivers wounds with gentle and shaky hands. [ panic ] sender panics while trying to stop receiver's bleeding. [ patch ] sender patches receiver up using makeshift materials (i.e. torn shirt). [ fire ] sender drags receiver out of a burning building. [ pressure ] sender puts deep pressure on receivers wound while yelling for help. [ mouth ] sender gives receiver mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. [ change ] sender helps receiver change out of bloodied clothes. [ wash ] sender helps wash dried blood off of receivers face. [ shower ] sender helps receiver shower after an injury. [ broken ] sender tries to stabilize receivers broken limb with rope and sticks.
the Eddie playlist for me
like this and Eddie will flirt with your muse
` * ππππππ ππππππ πππππππ : a mix of dialogue and action prompts. sent "+ reverse" to reverse the roles.
ππππππππ :
β you're gonna be okay , just keep your eyes on me. β don't move - you're going to make it worse. β it's not that bad. β you saved me once before , now it's my turn. β you fucking idiot , you weren't supposed to take the hit for me. β i told you not to do that! now look! β you're lucky that i know basic first aid , or you'd be dead! β stay with me, okay? stay awake. β i'll be as gentle as i can be , i promise. β you're bleeding - oh my god , you're bleeding. β you told me it was a scratch , this is not a fucking scratch! β there's so much blood. β next time you want to play here , just don't. β stop fighting me and let me help! β you're banned from doing anything remotely dangerous. β you could have died , what were you thinking? β if you die on me , i'm going to be pissed off. β you didn't have to be so reckless just to prove a fucking point. β the wound will heal but you'll have a scar.
πππππππ :
[ carry ] sender carries receivers muse to safety after finding them injured. [ stitch ] sender stitches receivers wound. [ hand ] sender holds receivers hand during a painful procedure. [ wound ] sender cleans receivers wounds with gentle and shaky hands. [ panic ] sender panics while trying to stop receiver's bleeding. [ patch ] sender patches receiver up using makeshift materials (i.e. torn shirt). [ fire ] sender drags receiver out of a burning building. [ pressure ] sender puts deep pressure on receivers wound while yelling for help. [ mouth ] sender gives receiver mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. [ change ] sender helps receiver change out of bloodied clothes. [ wash ] sender helps wash dried blood off of receivers face. [ shower ] sender helps receiver shower after an injury. [ broken ] sender tries to stabilize receivers broken limb with rope and sticks.
@crimel0rd π'd
His hideout was usually left alone; some old apartment hidden away from view under the train tracks and behind a billboard. Wires and tv's and old computers scattered everywhere, a server farm thrumming loudly in the corner. Batman hadn't found it yet, but judging by the way his door was kicked in, he might just have--
Wait that wasn't Batman. Edward pulled a small pistol from a table nearby, peeking into the living room of his hideout...He had seen the Red Hood here and there; some of the rogues had been going insane about him. Eddie didn't think he'd be a target, but...apparently he was wrong. Who knew.
Cocking the pistol, he stepped into the room, looking ill kempt and like he just rolled out of bed. Which wasn't too far off. "I think you got the wrong room."
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iDKHOW September 15th 2025 Des Moines
Some of my favorite pictures from last night I got-
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