>> WE JUST KEEP FINDING EACH OTHER. SHOULD WE PLAY ANOTHER GAME?
>> PROCEED? [Y/N]
an edward nashton ask/roleplay blog, penned by @luvmailing. content warnings for mentions and depictions of bullying, child abuse, medical trauma, mental illness, religion, religious trauma, self harm, stalking, suggestive content, violence, and other relevant subject matters to canon.
portrayal based off of the batman (2022), the riddler: year one, and other related source material. note that the penguin (2024) has not been watched yet.
crossover + original character friendly. keep it respectful ooc. no explicit nsfw, however, suggestive asks and jokes are alright. expect inactivity.
in-character posts will be tagged with #< ? >
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⤿ rules and boundaries. romantic relationships and shipping.
「 tws + notes: gn!reader, edward's attachment is giving anxious, unedited, sleeping together in the literal sense 」
↳ ft. edward nashton
author's note: thank u amofriend.... here u go amofriend and all dano riddler enjoyers alike :-] <3 he's got a quiet intensity to him that i think about often.... his internal climate really is something he can't seem to run from. oh, eddie...
He's lost track of the time he's spent tracing shapes against the soft skin of your arm, laying tucked against you in bed, one leg across yours like he's trying to keep you locked in place.
Edward has never received much affection in his life. Having you in his arms, a place in your bed, and a quiet night to share in your room. It feels strange. Foreign, to be in somewhere that feels so secure. A haven from the hell outside, a paradise for just the two of you — there's something about the delicate nature of the moment that makes him feel completely out of place, malignant and wrong. Edward imagines himself as a cancer, metastasized into a life much softer than his own. Too pretty. Too perfect.
He watches the rise and fall of your chest as you dream. What do you dream of? He wonders, watching silently, counting each breath. Is there room for him in your dreams? Are you happy like this? With him?
The thoughts don't want to leave him alone. But as he moves his head to lay against your chest, daring to be closer, the steady sound of your soft breathing and the drumming of your heart is just enough to turn them into a soft murmur in the background of his overactive brain. He listens intently, like it might save him if he could only hear the secret of how whispered to him.
"I love you," he mumbles in the darkness of your room, just about on the edge of consciousness, "I don't know why I'm allowed to have this."
His arms tighten around you. Something about the thought anchors him in the midst of the storm brewing in his mind, giving him some semblance of stability. Edward repeats it to himself quietly, reverently, tracing your skin and counting your breaths until his mind finally gives into the lull of sleep.
— ♪
Not – Big Thief
↳ "it's not the hunger revealing / nor the ricochet in the cave / nor the hand that is healing / nor the nameless grave"
Paranoid Android – Radiohead
↳ "please could you stop the noise? i'm trying to get some rest"
From Underground – Mook
↳ "but in my heart, i know / i've accepted myself for less than i am"
> Hello, Leader.
> Finished the mission. Burrell steals money from the soup kitchen charity that he’s supposedly one of the leaders for.
> I’ve learned his address, and if he hasn’t changed it since, the password to his front door. Spotted a few vantage points I could potentially sneak my cameras onto for additional evidence, as well.
> Overall, investigation went smoothly. 01010100 01101000 01101111 01110101 01100111 01101000 00101100 00100000 01101000 01100101 00100000 01110011 01100101 01100101 01101101 01100101 01100100 00100000 01110110 01100101 01110010 01111001 00100000 01101011 01100101 01100101 01101110 00100000 01101111 01101110 00100000 01101101 01100101 01100101 01110100 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01100001 01100111 01100001 01101001 01101110 00100000 01100110 01101111 01110010 00100000 11100010 10000000 10011100 01100001 01101110 01101111 01110100 01101000 01100101 01110010 00100000 01100100 01100001 01110100 01100101 11100010 10000000 10011101. Might be a problem. Will avoid the area.
> Let me know if there’s anything you need me to do. I'll be in touch.
– KISMET. (@latentdesires-404)
>> THEY ALWAYS FIND WAYS TO UPHOLD APPEARANCES AND WEALTH. NOT SURPRISING, BUT GOOD TO KNOW THE SPECIFICITIES. NO RICH MAN IS A MORAL ONE.
>> THERE'S POWER IN KNOWING THE HOW.
>> IT'S GOOD INFORMATION, KISMET. YOU'VE REALLY UTILIZED YOUR UNIQUE SKILL SET. IT'S PROVEN HELPFUL. AND EFFECTIVE.
>> EVEN IF IT WAS FOR A HONEY TRAP OPERATION.
>> I'LL REMAIN ACCESSIBLE AS WELL.
>> FANON?
>> IF YOU MEAN LESS ACCURATE INTERPRETATIONS THAT THE PUBLIC HAS MADE ABOUT ME AND MY CHARACTER, I DON'T CARE FOR IT. AS IT TURNS OUT, BASIC COMPREHENSION IS A BIG THING TO ASK THE MASSES FOR.
hi edward! or riddler, whatever you prefer. it’s been awhile, i hope you remember my suggestion to read fiona apple’s “when the pawn..”.
my question for today is… what is your funniest riddle? or a riddle that is like a pun. i know you’re a serious guy, but everybody likes a joke every once in awhile!!
i’ll keep in touch.
-🐇
>> I DIDN'T FORGET.
>> TO ANSWER YOUR QUESTION WITH A QUESTION: WHEN IS A DOOR NOT A DOOR?
>> JOKES ARE NOT MY FORTE AND I WON'T WASTE ANY TIME PRETENDING THAT THEY ARE. STILL, I FIND THIS ONE FUNNY.
