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# Edward Nygma / the riddler rp blog # 8 years (more or less) old rusty blog # now rejuvenated # oc friendly + multiverse # this is a lowkey promo
sentences from the youtube series , buzzfeed unsolved . primarily taken from season 5′s supernatural investigations .
“ it doesn’t matter because you’re dead ”
“ it’s not impressive , no one’s impressed ”
“ the spot of your death is now a lovely gift shop ”
“ as god as my witness , he snapped him in half ”
“ i seriously want you to throw something right at my face ”
“ you can live in the cave ”
“ i’m a big fan of your name ”
“ the fact that you steal , that’s really funny to me ”
“ that’s the greatest thing to steal : a man’s joy ”
“ because i’m a masochist ”
“ i’m going to regret this ”
“ i’ve lost the ability to feel ”
“ they’re gonna fucking murder you ”
“ the way you shushed me was quite rude ”
“ cowards , all of you ”
“ i’m strange and off putting ”
“ i should not feel confident in the face of any man ”
“ here you are , smiling in the face of the devil ”
“ i hate bats ”
“ bats sometimes carry rabies and that’s a thing i’m afraid of ”
“ not today devil birds , not today ”
“ i think i’m blacking out right now ”
“ i don’t think i’m going to remember this moment ”
“ i think i’m gonna cry ”
“ i keep forgetting there’s ghosts in here ”
“ if you know me and my debilitating fear of bears , this is my worst nightmare ”
“ i’m standing on an altar alone ”
“ maybe you’ll wake up in the middle of the night and eat your cat ”
“ i’m so glad that’s over let’s go eat taco bell ”
“ were you making horse noises ? ”
“ in case any of you needed a reminder this place is a twisting nightmare ”
“ there’s a good chance i’m gonna fart in here ”
“ well this is horrifying ”
“ let’s do each other a favor and not show ourselves to each other ”
“ if you could do me a big solid and not do anything that would be sublime ”
“ this is just as horrifying as i thought it would be ”
“ you talk to hide from the silence ”
“ do i look like the kind of man who could give advice ? ”
“ several bad choices have lead me to this moment ”
“ let’s play look at the ceiling tiles ! 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 … ”
“ i just wanna know if you think they have belly buttons ”
“ i did meet some of the most insufferable people but they also met me ”
“ if it sounds like a duck and walks like a duck ”
Adam (2009)
My photoshop keeps crashing. So consider this a little Promo. I am still working on the BIO for her main!verse but I am open for starters and plots. This is a rebooted blog from way back when of a Canon Divergent Natalia Romanova other wise known as Black Widow. She is a mash up of both Movie and Comic canon.
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Her head was resting on her hand, propped up on the desk. Eyes unfocused, she was trying to rest a little. A nightmare had kept her up the night prior and she was paying for it dearly.
She gives a little start when the bell rings, she doesn’t even notice that he’s taken a picture.
“Hm? Oh…yeah….” she takes the book from him and almost lets it fall on her desk. Pulling out her stamp and ledger (because she never did like computer cataloging), she looks up the book and writes something before stamping the book and handing it back to him.
“There you go Edward,” she says while stifling a yawn.
He watched the lady ISSUE the book without judging, his eyes observed how casual she DID it and more essentially how SKILLED her motor neurons were that did not require any assurance. Receiving the book, the man had to check whether she CORRECTLY placed the stamp or not----------- well, no doubt he was impressed how FAST she did with those sleepy eyeballs.
“ Thank you.” He paused, a riddle was prepared quickly and ready to DISPATCH from his grey cells. “ Riddle: From house to house he goes, A messenger small && slight. And whether it rains or snows, He sleeps outside. Who is he? ”
She had it coming.
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The man would ADMIT mentally how flexible her fingerpads were when they PLAYED instrumentally over his shoulder eventually making all sort of stiffed muscles softer and calm down the flow of blood. Along with that was her cheeky SNUGGLES, not to forget her clever kiss on his cheek, that UNQUESTIONABLY produced butterflies in his stomach as well as increase the rhythm of his cardiac organ.
Honestly, with all the warm breaths and whispers into his ears he listened, half-heartedly —— his mind being pushed into a gutter and he was coping to pull his thoughts back.
Edward closed the newspaper politely and moved it aside, somewhere. So many questions, so many questions… Was she SUGGESTING? Was she– the rainfall increased with darkness outside. “ What can I say? ” He stammered with a sigh. His one hand covered is face somewhat to hide stupid thoughts (her snuggles managed to WIN however). “ ……..I feel helpless. Don’t look. ” The first button was unbottoned.
Cynet was no bully — never had been, despite looking like a stereotypical popular-girl (blonde hair, blue eyes, sun-kissed skin, big tits). Not to say she wasn’t popular; especially in high school. Just… Not in that way. Too sweet. Too kind. Too dumb.
But in this moment? Seeing Edward all horny n’ flustered, struggling to keep his composure, grasping at the remains of his dignity — oh, it was doing things to her. Made her wanna rile him up some more. A different kind of torture~
“Eddie, you are being sooo unfair right now! Like, you don’t even know-” she paused, backing away and taking the “magic touch” with her. Edward had nothing to worry about, though — Cyn didn’t pull away just to be mean, but rather to shamelessly plop herself right on his lap, face-to-face, thighs-to-thighs. “-how hard it’d be NOT to look!” a cute pout adorned her face, fingers playing with the collar of his green shirt. “You make suuuch a pretty picture — it’d be like telling an art-err-enjoyer not to look at umm-” a famous art piece? Quick! Think, think, think! “-Mona Lisa? Yup!”
A second kiss — of encouragement, right by the corner of his lips — was given. “No need to feel helpless, either! I can help you…” A second button — unbuttoned. “And you can help me~” she nodded towards her own shirt.
Also, a button up.
Also green — albeit light, like the sea foam.
Uh, oh, what a “total coincidence” and nothing else, wink wink.
Neurons apparently unable to exchange impulses, thoughts GATHERED into a traffic where all his DIGNITY were diluting in a chamber filled with sensual desires. Cyn was unquestionably expert in controlling the CURRENT mindset of the man, even hormonal secretions. Congratulations to her unique feminine characteristics.
When she deleted the personal space, some amount of RELIEF walked into his cheeks as cardiac rhythms ceased gradually---- until the pulses returned back to exponential increase INSTANTLY as the blonde postured herself in such a way that intentionally turned the man SILENTLY horny.
Goodness. Being face to face with a pretty girl in under uncomfortable circumstances was a first time, his GREEN eyes hovering over her facial expressions that lingered around centimeters away from his face----- she was TALKING, and he was LISTENING. Even conundrums were failing to process, all his condition currently was speechless, claustrophobic-ly erotic, and coiled in her embrace.
The kisses were comparable to FUELWOOD to this engaging fire, which was successful to stimulate the man. “ We can help each other?” He asked with a stammering voice while BOTH of his hands mindlessly ventured over her thighs to allow his arms smartly WRAP around her eccentric waist, momentarily PULLING the female towards himself. Certainly every molecule of air was eliminated and SPACE was deleted between them: their bodies touched against each other.
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The woman was extremely skillful in such conditions, he did not notice how she had unbuttoned his shirt whilst planting PURRY kisses only to allow his testosterone hormone hypersecrete && make his blood pressure rise, the green pupils dilated as heat energy from their skin exchanged——— until their embrace broke away but undoubtedly sealing the deal of staying the night with a passionate kiss. His lips motioned with hers, but the cat obviously was mischievous.
One blink of an eye and he was alone in the room, to DECIDED, to predict, to REALIZE, to savor, to calm his adrenaline.
The cats were not visible anymore but their PRESENCE was visible and soft purrs making the atmosphere to update: mercury was rising inside.
Edward saw the room to where he was invited and to spend the night. two cats in one corner licking each other and making a GLANCE at him to make sure he doesn’t waste time.
In the following seconds, the man found himself to displace from this room to her room—– with the same shirt hanging on his shoulder, the view of the feline over the bed was MEMERIZING and lustful enough that he continued to observe every feature of the female. One swing of his arm to allow the shirt to fall over her bedroom floor as the man approached near the edge of the bed— his brain cells were jammed and unable to process. Even any conundrums were failing to produce from his GENIUS mind—– right then he was just a man who fell for her.
Why not setting up some MOOD for her? Well he was afterall a rogue in suit and tie && the man had some CHARISMATIC taste for romance—- fishing out his phone from his trouser pocket he touched the electronic screen only to play the softest of JAZZ. A devious smirk of an intelligent man followed.
Selina can’t help but smile at his attempt to set the mood–though she’s far from complaining. It’s sweet and she enjoys it when he’s sweet.
Reaching for him as he neared her, she tugged him towards her by his belt, forehead pressing to his torso for a brief moment before her fingers find their way under his undershirt. Ruby lips leave kiss marks on the flesh she finds beneath before lifting the garment high enough to be removed.
Then she pulled him down to her, all but forcing him to bend as one hand threaded through his hair and the other over his shoulder. She kissed him. An invitation that pulled him in closer as she dared him to touch her.
The feline was a lot of things, but subtle was not one of them when it came to things like this. If she liked someone, they were the first to know. And she definitely LIKED Edward.
“Too much?” The question came with a grin as she parted from him, pulling back just enough to look him in the eye as her lower lip caught between her teeth.
Who would have guessed that SMOOTH saxophone jazz music can be similar to how FUELWOOD works on fire. The smoothness of the sound waves radiated from his phone speakers probably even made her CATS moody. Edward did not notice where they were, but it was certain how some purrs from the creatures diluted the ATMOSPHERE with intimacy.
The though of losing dignity was INCREASING while the thoughts of riddles decreased. His cheeks were warm and ears were reddish due to the situation of him being SHIRTLESS && the female posturing herself (credits to her flexible gymnastic figure) to make the scenery erotic.
What is it called when a cat wins a dog show?
A cat-has-trophy.
Funny how this riddle POPPED into his mind, while he was considering it to inform her------- the man was PULLED into the phase where he will now lose his dignity and DIVE into the verge of exchange of affection and intimacy. The smart man was DIPPED over her, maintaining balance as they shared a wonderful kiss, what a high school alike feeling he was HAVING; as if a boy was kissing his crush.
The affectionate contact broke slightly for enquiring but Edward looked back at her brilliant eyes------ “ When did you become so gentle? ” A smirk to tease her as his face spontaneously leaned down further to find a pathway that might lead into her neck, NATURALLY nuzzles followed.
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❝ oh, keep growing! one day your head might actually fit your ego. ❞ ❝ running will get you nowhere. ❞ ❝ you don’t have to trust my words, but do you have any better options? ❞ ❝ you shouldn’t be out here. it’s not safe. ❞ ❝ i know you don’t like to talk about it, but can we really just forget everything and pretend it didn’t happen? ❞ ❝ well, what do you think? it’s hopeless, right? ❞ ❝ i wish it could stay like this forever. ❞ ❝ oh, such a disappointment. i thought we could join forces. ❞ ❝ i don’t have time for this bullshit. out of my way. ❞ ❝ i don’t give a damn about your personal issues. ❞ ❝ it’s a pleasure to see you safe. ❞ ❝ just give up. flesh and blood will never win against me. ❞ ❝ quit acting so full of yourself. ❞ ❝ the clock is ticking. playtime’s over! ❞ ❝ ohhh, don’t give up! ❞ ❝ you think you can take me on? ❞ ❝ you should have never refused me. ❞ ❝ these are the fruits of my power. ❞ ❝ leave it alone. you are out of your depth. ❞ ❝ i’ve learned all i can from you. your worth as a lab rat has run out. ❞ ❝ no, no, this can’t be the end for me! ❞ ❝ i can’t escape from here… i can’t do anything! ❞ ❝ what are you talking about? you think this is a game? ❞ ❝ don’t get cocky. i’d kill you if you weren’t the trouble. ❞ ❝ hey, do you know anything about what’s going on around here? ❞ ❝ i’m not used to relying on other people. ❞ ❝ you’re the real deal. well done. ❞ ❝ i gotta…keep going. ❞ ❝ i think it’s time you left things in my hands. ❞ ❝ my power is leaving me! ❞ ❝ do me a favor… try to stay under the radar. ❞ ❝ you don’t get it. you don’t stand a chance by yourself. ❞ ❝ alright, alright. i guess i owe you an explanation. ❞ ❝ you must be pretty tough, huh? ❞ ❝ all your power’s done is drive you nuts. ❞ ❝ i gotta say, i’m surprised you made it this far. it’d be a shame if something happened to you now. ❞ ❝ so you finally came to see me! everyone falls for me in time. ❞ ❝ it’s all i can spare. take it, take it! ❞ ❝ you’ve got fight, i’ll give you that. ❞ ❝ i didn’t want to keep it from you. i didn’t want to lose you again. ❞ ❝ i’d kill you if you weren’t worth the trouble. ❞ ❝ is there something you’re not telling me? come on, talk to me. ❞ ❝ you can hear it, can’t you? someone’s waiting for you. ❞ ❝ oh, careful what you wish for. ❞ ❝ i don’t want to die. oh, it hurts so much. ❞ ❝ don’t look at me that way. ❞ ❝ i told you to sit down. ❞ ❝ you’re the reason ___ doesn’t love me. ❞ ❝ hey, kiss me? ❞ ❝ if it’s for you, i would do anything. ❞ ❝ come on, it’s not that much further! ❞ ❝ you’re the only one to see me in this form. ❞ ❝ ugh, my temper got away from me. ❞ ❝ play with me some more. ❞ ❝ trying to get on my good side? ❞ ❝ i don’t know if it’s the scent of the flowers, but i feel light headed. ❞ ❝ in all my years, i’ve never been this overjoyed. ❞ ❝ look forward to what i have in store for you. ❞ ❝ mmm, that smells good. what’s that? ❞ ❝ you really should have taken my deal. ❞ ❝ truth hurts, don’t it? ❞ ❝ i’ve waited so long. but dreams really can come true. ❞ ❝ you coward! come out and face me. ❞ ❝ quit hiding, asshole. i’m not letting you get out of this. ❞ ❝ i won’t let you have it. even if you beg. ❞ ❝ this is my territory, and i won’t let you leave. ❞ ❝ damn, i’m so cold. my legs won’t work. ❞ ❝ local wine, too. but if you’re going to keep sulking all evening, maybe you shouldn’t have any. ❞ ❝ it’s not paranoia if they’re really out to get you. ❞ ❝ you’re the last asshole in my way, aren’t you? ❞ ❝ well, at least we’re together. ❞ ❝ hey, now. think positively, all right? we talked about this. ❞ ❝ come now, don’t be shy. show me your terror. ❞ ❝ i would’ve sliced you to ribbons if they hadn’t stopped me. ❞ ❝ it’s only a riddle if you don’t know the answer. ❞ ❝ shouldn’t we face what happened there so we can live our lives without it hanging over our heads? ❞ ❝ rest while you can, because i will hunt you, and i will break you. ❞ ❝ this village is full of monsters. we can’t fight them! there’s too many. ❞ ❝ a dead body? wait…there’s more… ❞ ❝ you’re a lot like your father, you know. ❞ ❝ it barely flinched when i shot it. i feel like it’s toying with me. ❞ ❝ it’ll be fine. it’ll be fine. it’ll be fine. ❞ ❝ listen. you’re being played. ❞ ❝ too bad you’ll pay for it…with your life. ❞ ❝ please won’t you stay with me? forever? ❞ ❝ you are lucky to die before your child. ❞ ❝ quiet now, child! adults are talking. ❞ ❝ there’s nothing wrong with my memory. you’re just being paranoid. ❞ ❝ this is…this is just too much. ❞ ❝ awww, you’re blushing. ❞ ❝ how can a man be ‘almost’ dead? that’s a question for the wise. ❞ ❝ what kind of sick medieval shit is this? ❞ ❝ i’ve spent a lifetime creating this moment…and you try to take it away from me? ❞ ❝ i’m sick of fighting you! ❞ ❝ why didn’t you fucking tell me right away? ❞ ❝ shut your damn hole and don’t be a sore loser! ❞ ❝ but i’m not paranoid, i’m just cautious. ❞ ❝ don’t get close to me when i’m cooking, babe. ❞ ❝ anyone who is anyone has heard of the likes of you. ❞ ❝ i haven’t cut open a man in a while. ❞ ❝ we moved here so that you wouldn’t have to deal with any of that, remember? ❞ ❝ why? why would you do this? ❞ ❝ i knew you would want to be involved. and this job is hard enough without civilians getting in the way. ❞ ❝ oh? you have something to say? ❞ ❝ tell me what’s out there! ❞ ❝ you’re still alive…? impressive. ❞ ❝ hey, are you listening? hey! ❞ ❝ exactly how much do you plan on annoying me? ❞ ❝ oh, no. they’re coming! ❞ ❝ do you have a gun? please tell me you have a gun. ❞ ❝ it’s not—nevermind. i’m sorry. ❞ ❝ drunk or not, you are welcome—and safe—in here. ❞ ❝ you know how to push my buttons. ❞ ❝ hey, don’t i get a say in this? ❞ ❝ you wouldn’t know proper manners if it slapped you in the face. ❞ ❝ i won’t forgive you, you bastard! ❞ ❝ why…why do you treat me the same as them? am i not your favourite? am i not special? ❞ ❝ at night, i hear wailing, as if ghosts roam the halls. ❞ ❝ quit your whining; we’re almost there! ❞ ❝ i’m afraid you can’t return to your old world any longer. ❞ ❝ how dare you bare your teeth at me. ❞ ❝ you couldn’t save them. they were already gone. ❞ ❝ in life and death, we give glory. ❞ ❝ can you even understand that humiliation? ❞ ❝ even i can get angry. ❞ ❝ what the hell is that thing? ❞ ❝ we will meet again soon. ❞ ❝ let’s just say parts of the human imagination are better left alone. ❞ ❝ some treasures still lurk in this village. ❞ ❝ my decision is final. there will be no argument. ❞ ❝ everyone leaves me. even you. ❞ ❝ there is no safe! every sorry bastard out there has been ripped in half! ❞ ❝ come inside. the others are waiting. ❞ ❝ come with me. there’s something i have to tell you. ❞ ❝ what the hell is wrong with this place? ❞ ❝ the strong will destroy the weak. that’s the way of the world. ❞ ❝ no, we’re getting out of here — together. ❞ ❝ but what i saw was…frightful. ❞ ❝ i suppose it’s what they call ‘the beauty of the grotesque’. ❞ ❝ you taught me so much and for that i will be forever in your debt. ❞ ❝ it is my curiosity that ties me to this place. ❞ ❝ please let me know if you’d like to strengthen your weapons. ❞ ❝ you’ll pay if i find out this is a lie. ❞ ❝ speaking of foolish questions, who — what are you? ❞ ❝ if i don’t kill them then my life will never be my own. ❞ ❝ you are abominable. your deceit knows no bound. ❞ ❝ quit holding out, and get to the damn point! ❞ ❝ you’re the one who’s cursed. ❞ ❝ i hope you will be able to achieve your goal someday, too. ❞ ❝ that is why i had to leave you. i will regret never telling you goodbye. ❞ ❝ if i had but a little more time, i know i might be able to turn the tides of this battle. ❞ ❝ i can hear it shuffling about outside. ❞ ❝ and now you even try to steal my property? how dare you? ❞ ❝ ugh, just another simple little manthing. ❞ ❝ oh, good. i was just thinking of ways to pass the time. ❞ ❝ nowhere to go but up. ❞ ❝ where are you? show yourself! ❞ ❝ not without me, it’s too dangerous. ❞ ❝ shit, that was close. ❞ ❝ i heard explosions. what happened? ❞ ❝ you’ve dirtied my dress! ❞ ❝ you’re my daughter…now act like it! ❞ ❝ i don’t think we will make it through winter at this rate. ❞ ❝ the wounds are severe. i won’t last much longer. ❞ ❝ will you please stop talking in riddles? ❞ ❝ goddamn. it really is you. ❞ ❝ you sure of this? your body is, well, falling apart. ❞ ❝ how long have i been out? ❞ ❝ keep your distance. do not move until i give the order. ❞ ❝ i’ve got a tough guy here, i need some back-up! ❞ ❝ if my mom saw this shit, she’d think she’d died and gone to hell. ❞ ❝ shut your fucking hole! …sorry about that. ❞ ❝ who are you? who sent you? ❞ ❝ please, be well. ❞ ❝ there’s more than we thought. watch out. ❞ ❝ to hunger…is to be alive. ❞ ❝ goddammit! why is everyone dying on me? ❞ ❝ hey! hey. don’t talk like that. ❞ ❝ my word, you truly are as strong as they say! ❞ ❝ don’t you love me? ❞ ❝ oh, you didn’t think i’d let you get away, did you? ❞ ❝ taken alive? dead? which would you prefer? ❞
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Fascinating, how raindrops and thunder can set up some MOOD. Only background soft jazz was remaining. Cyn had preoccupied herself somewhere around Edward, who was busy solving juvenile puzzles, little did the man notice she had entered his SPACE and already made physical contact—— the pressures from her fingerpads over the shoulders indeed relaxed the muscle cells. She was talking and talking and talking, Edward was hearing her like words entering into one of his EAR and leaving quickly out of the other without any processing.
Until her whisper triggered goosebumps to run down his spine and at the same time shivers radiated throughout only to make him BLUSH which faded quickly as he tilted away his head from her lips.
Time had stopped for him. What is this stimulation and increase in production of biological chemical messengers inside his cells—— his green pupil dilated as he sat silently.
Gosh! How could an “obsession” with puzzles and riddles be such a cute look on him??? Was it the passion? The association — quick wits and big smarts. The way he sooometimes stuck out his tongue, when a particular problem proved to be more of a challenge than he anticipated?
…Yes.
Thumbs pushing and pulling, digging into his muscles with an expertise of someone who has done it before. Pressure; not too much to have it be painful, nor too gentle to bear no effects, but just enough to relieve the tension and get rid of the fatigue.
“Awws, you are sooo cute when flustered, Eddie~” his blush might have lasted less than a minute but (for better or worse) it did not go unnoticed. “I was talking about your legs, silly! Buuuut– I wouldn’t be opposed to something more.. Intimate. Sexual.” her voice dropped to a whisper yet again, lips chasing his ear before settling on the man’s cheek. A peck.
“You ain’t the only one aching~” another giggle, so soft and sweet.
Was it mean? To be such a flirt? To tease him so? (Though, really, could it even be considered “teasing” when the blonde fully intended to fulfill her promises?). Maybe. Maybe not. Either way, Cyn couldn’t help it — not when his reactions were so incredibly adorbs!
“In any case, you should totes ditch the shirt — trust me, massages work best when it’s skin-to-skin contact.”
The man would ADMIT mentally how flexible her fingerpads were when they PLAYED instrumentally over his shoulder eventually making all sort of stiffed muscles softer and calm down the flow of blood. Along with that was her cheeky SNUGGLES, not to forget her clever kiss on his cheek, that UNQUESTIONABLY produced butterflies in his stomach as well as increase the rhythm of his cardiac organ.
Honestly, with all the warm breaths and whispers into his ears he listened, half-heartedly ------ his mind being pushed into a gutter and he was coping to pull his thoughts back.
Edward closed the newspaper politely and moved it aside, somewhere. So many questions, so many questions... Was she SUGGESTING? Was she-- the rainfall increased with darkness outside. “ What can I say? ” He stammered with a sigh. His one hand covered is face somewhat to hide stupid thoughts (her snuggles managed to WIN however). “ ........I feel helpless. Don’t look. ” The first button was unbottoned.
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Her smile? Mischievous. Hand already sneaking around his arm and pulling — towards the flashing lights and the sea of people. The dance floor.
“Aww, c'mon Eddie~ Have some fun! Tis ain’t a request, but an-” Hmm.. Order sounds too bossy. Command? Too stuck up. “-instruction? Yeah, an instruction to live a lil’! Show off some moooves, I know you have them in youuuuuu-!” Pulling n’ pulling, dragging the poor nerd towards his doom the fun. And while Cyn does not have his smarts, she more than makes up in brawn.
The woman might be soft and squishy in all the right places, but getting free from her clutches? It’s a challenge; especially when Cynet’s mind is set dead on something.
Even more-so when that “something” is D-A-N-C-I-N-G!
Declining her offer seemed VAIN, he was currently dragged into the pool of nincompoops who were DANCING mindlessly.
He scowled at her while FLASHES of blue, red, green and other lights fell on him with each BEAT of the loud sound. Preferably, it was the bass which superposed and he didn’t hear single word SPOKEN by the blonde.
Some weird dude made some funky moves infront of him which annoyed the nerd, all he did was close his eyes to IGNORE && naturally the brainless dude went away.
“ SAY AGAIN ? ” He informed Cyn loudly.
continue this 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝙼𝙰𝙽’𝚂 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝚈 ( @pcrplexum / 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐫 ) :
ISN’T alcohol enough?? the man had had several BOTTLES already && after a short nap, he was holding another glass containing liquor with some amount of headache.
Edward looked at the new CHICK in town. Who was she again? Why was SHE lecturing him? If Gotham had been a high school in a parallel universe, this girl would in 1st year && considered to be a newbie. But the hydroxyl group of the drink has weakened his neurons to process more and instead continue to LISTEN to her.
Why was he drinking? OH– the last week’s heist FAILED miserably && he couldn’t get over it. “ ———- did it work for you? ”
° ♡ ––––– 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐀 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 nor ever for that. A total opposite of the joker. Despite the lack of a smile, Punchline made it up through violence and ruthlessness. The old saying that opposites attract is indeed true for Alexis and Joker. But enough reflection on her. Now it’s time to focus on this fool.
The hint of alcohol wasn’t that bothering as she crouched down in front of his slumped body. Eyes that were cold and emerald meet with this so-called super villain. For Alexis this man in front of her was pathetic and not even a threat. How could the Dark Knight ever see this thing as a worthy foe.
❛ Maybe you should learn to stay quiet, Riddler. Joker has his reason for picking me as his right hand. ❜ From the pocket of the plum dress, she’s pulls out a small knife and unveils a sliver blade. Along with unveiling the blade, at long last, from ear to ear she flashed a smile.
❛ Why the long face? I can help you out. You know it takes more muscles to frown than smile. ❜
What a NOOB, she was. Edward carrying the headache and empty stomach LOOKED up to see the girl who was trying desperately to impress him how her nomination as Joker’s sidekick was a success. The criminal mastermind, picked himself up to PLACE his body on his knees------ completely ignoring her DRAMA, early this morning.
“ Yeah, I know, I know. ” Rubbing his eyes the genius yawned, and ultimately standing up whilst flicking his hair backwards.
Joker should at least TUTOR her how to hold daggers and small weapons, a glance at her and sighing deeply afterwards. “ Question, do you want chocolate? I want chocolate, preferably HOT chocolate.” He tapped his chin with one finger && proceeded in search of such in the refrigerator. Of course he has updated his kitchen place with a new microoven.
MCU & Canon divergent Crossover & OC friendly. RP (side)blog.
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While the two adults were busy with themselves, the furry creatures: Two brown, ticked tabby streaks darted from under the sofa && disappeared into another room. It was definitely GETTING hot inside, huh? One orange kitten gave Edward a verbal chewing out before making her own retreat.
Little did the genius notice all these, however.
His mind and body all were devoted to her. The softest kisses and gesture were ENOUGH to make him fall in the verge of relaxation and sudden urge to return the favors, UNFORTUNATELY he was unable currently. But he will.
Kisses and warm calm breathes along his neck and shoulders INVITED red colorization over his ears, until her words turned SONOROUS and encrypted too much for his brain cells.
Edward placed his hands on hers, that were apparently postured around his waist, such admiring acquaintance of several criminal years between them resulted into a hashtag bestfriendforever && then RIPING into a fruit that they probably didn’t realize how SWEET the relationship was formed. It was complicated, definitely but not opaque. Edward tilted his head to view the slightest portion of her brilliant face, his green pupils landed on her eccentric ones. No riddles, now. Not questions. Just answers.
What if he doesn’t answer? Would curiosity kill the cat? Sarcastic thought, what a dork.
“ Even the Universe is under no obligation. ” Began the man with a poetic gesture, a whisper. His head softly rested on hers, of course he would stay the night.
His answer is cryptic but she knows what it means as his hands cover hers and he leans into her. It’s his way of accepting her invitation, a familiar path they’ve walked together before.
Fingers working to untuck his shirt, she tips her head to kiss along blush warmed skin. There’s no need to rush with this, they have time and urgency hasn’t set in yet.
So her ministrations are slow. Gentle. Intimate. Years of messy and vague relationships lets her appreciate the clarity she has with him and so she takes her time.
One by one the buttons of his shirt are undone, and once she has finished with them she untangles herself from him. Standing and pressing her lips firmly to his in a promising kiss.
“Then come and get me.” The words are half muttered between them when she breaks the kiss. A dare for him to prove that he’s okay with this as well as a ploy to move them from the kitchen to her bedroom.
Another kiss is given–this time gentler–before finally she removes herself from him entirely. Making her way to her room and leaving him to make his decision.
The strays have filtered out the window now that they’ve gotten the dinner they’ve come for and only her own pet was left. A sleek white cat whom was laying on the couch and didn’t follow after them.
Selina had always had a soft spot for animals, who was she to tell a stray no if they came wanting food? Still, the window is closed and with more nerves than she will admit to having, she sits on the bed to wait for him.
The woman was extremely skillful in such conditions, he did not notice how she had unbuttoned his shirt whilst planting PURRY kisses only to allow his testosterone hormone hypersecrete && make his blood pressure rise, the green pupils dilated as heat energy from their skin exchanged--------- until their embrace broke away but undoubtedly sealing the deal of staying the night with a passionate kiss. His lips motioned with hers, but the cat obviously was mischievous.
One blink of an eye and he was alone in the room, to DECIDED, to predict, to REALIZE, to savor, to calm his adrenaline.
The cats were not visible anymore but their PRESENCE was visible and soft purrs making the atmosphere to update: mercury was rising inside.
Edward saw the room to where he was invited and to spend the night. two cats in one corner licking each other and making a GLANCE at him to make sure he doesn’t waste time.
In the following seconds, the man found himself to displace from this room to her room----- with the same shirt hanging on his shoulder, the view of the feline over the bed was MEMERIZING and lustful enough that he continued to observe every feature of the female. One swing of his arm to allow the shirt to fall over her bedroom floor as the man approached near the edge of the bed--- his brain cells were jammed and unable to process. Even any conundrums were failing to produce from his GENIUS mind----- right then he was just a man who fell for her.
Why not setting up some MOOD for her? Well he was afterall a rogue in suit and tie && the man had some CHARISMATIC taste for romance---- fishing out his phone from his trouser pocket he touched the electronic screen only to play the softest of JAZZ. A devious smirk of an intelligent man followed.
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The storm raged outside — rain drumming against the window stills and glass, wind whipping trees’ branches and The Lighting (very, very frightening her; Galileo-!)
Brrr! Cyn would not want to be out there! Which is why she simply had to thank Eddie for oh-so graciously letting her stay (again).
“That’s right, lemme treat you right~” the blonde cooed and slowly leaned over, her skilled fingers choosing its target; the man’s shoulders.
“Gosh, you are just so stiff! Leave it in my hands — literally, hehe~ My dad’s a nurse, so I totes know what I’m doing. Your poor back muscles will feel better in noooooo time!” A cute giggle escaped past the woman’s lips; lips that soon found their way near Edward’s ear, whispering an even more sinful sweeter “offer”.
“And if you end up liking what I do up here, I will happily help you out down there as well ❤”
Fascinating, how raindrops and thunder can set up some MOOD. Only background soft jazz was remaining. Cyn had preoccupied herself somewhere around Edward, who was busy solving juvenile puzzles, little did the man notice she had entered his SPACE and already made physical contact------ the pressures from her fingerpads over the shoulders indeed relaxed the muscle cells. She was talking and talking and talking, Edward was hearing her like words entering into one of his EAR and leaving quickly out of the other without any processing.
Until her whisper triggered goosebumps to run down his spine and at the same time shivers radiated throughout only to make him BLUSH which faded quickly as he tilted away his head from her lips.
Time had stopped for him. What is this stimulation and increase in production of biological chemical messengers inside his cells------ his green pupil dilated as he sat silently.
❛ A hug could easily turn into something more if you allow it. ❜ / from vanya! 👀
:: MEME RESPONSE :: * soft smut sentence starters . @femmecaedes ACCEPTING.
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A hug is a form of endearment, UNIVERSAL in human communities, in which two or more people put their arms around the neck, back, or waist of one another && hold each other closely. The man paused in his pencil scribbling, defined what a HUG is, of course mentally. The main questionable portion what how MORE can a hug be? Edward's pause became longer before concluding, again mentally, that if a hug had to be MORE, it could be a GROUP HUG. Good thing he hadn't responded any of his mental remarks to Vanya, yet.
Also, speaking of ALLOWING a hug, something more could mean something out of the WORLD for Vanya. Edward however who sat over the old sofa in the living room with the pencil in one hand && a certain notepad on the other----- recognized how her body language changed. From blushing to looking away to indicate some double meaning phrases. In fact the BEST way to describe her situation was MOODY and an affinity for physical contact. Natural, for her. Unpredictable, for Edward.
Moreover, fascinating how she had entered into close PROXIMITY && into his personal space, residing only centimeters away beside him on the said furniture. It didn't require for his neurons to instruct, his hands automatically returned the pair of pencil and notepad over the mini table in-front. Edward's ear was glowing already, sure he had infatuations for Vanya && perhaps she had some mutual complications.
Perhaps, he was a dork but at the same time he was a gentleman in a suit. He always had some romantic, charming and charismatic INFLUENCE that no other ROGUES of the town didn't have. Perhaps Harvey Dent had some essence but only Edward stole the spotlight of being a villain in classy suit. In the following several seconds, it was him who initiated the MOVE. One hand around her neck && the other sneaking around her waist to pull her into a COZY embrace. Note to self, he always wanted to do this.