#askeddieandcrane

[ninelivesandcounting]

The Riddler you want won't say anything about it but he feels like he's being replaced by the other Riddlers.

"What!? Oh that’s not true! I love any and all my Riddlers! Please come and talk to me…please? If it’s who I think it is…I missed talking to you…please come talk to me?"

[theviridiankoan]

Closer

Eddie knocked at Bird's door, sighing softly. He was tired.

Tired and aching and just...in need of someone who would truly understand.

If only his head would stop spitting out thoughts a mile a minute...

He knocked again. 

Please, be home.

Knock.

Please.

"Hello?"

***

*A quick peek at the security monitors revealed an old friend, and led him straight to the door.*

Hello there, other self! It's been a very long time. Come in, come in, you look exhausted.

[realityhelix-blog]

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

*Eddie had the music playing again. Of course he did. She could hear it through the door.

Thankfully, he was Eddie. The really annoying, overplayed stuff was nowhere on the playlist. In fact, there were some very old-sounding carols that may have been Victorian in origin. 

Well...it was midday. He door wouldn't be locked. She could go out and find what it was that had her daughter in such a fit of giggles that she was practically squealing.

She pushed the door open and crept down the hall.*

[realityhelix-blog]

Safe Return

*Flanked on both sides by her escort, she returned to the lair, feeling very little progress. Even Ed didn't understand. As fiercely independent as so many of these men could be, the lack of understanding the nature of her plight was depressing. Still, and always, she was alone. She did not expect anybody to be waiting for her return.*

[rbushrootmc]

RP blog moving

quick shout out to the people following me for the vampire fem crane blog the account will be moved to it's own email as I noticed that it is less efectiv for rping when it is only a side blog to my personal. I will be starting today by salvaging all the previous rps into single read more threads and tomorrow I will set up Joans new home blog.  so look out for the next post detailing where you can find her then.

[rbushrootmc]

was on a convention today. got home ate and now I will flop into bed early because I am knackered and got a headache from not drinking enough.

on a side note. it's not that I don't use tumbler any more I just silently stalk you guys blogs.

[realityhelix-blog]

Memorize the Ceiling

*The bed. There was nothing but the bed, her aching bones, probably a few sores. How long had it been since she'd brushed her hair? Or worn her favorite blouse? Put on her spice perfume, or put her hands in the soil? How long since she smelt of bruised tomato plants, or cooked, or doodled, or sewed a piece of cloth clumsily to another piece of cloth? Long enough that she knew every spring in the bed, and every shadow on the ceiling. Long enough that her hips hurt, and her head throbbed, and she still couldn't bring herself to leave the bed.*

[twosidedteen]

New Friend

"Shh! Keep your voice down, they'll hear you! No, no, dont touch that!" A crash "damnit. No, im not mad. It's fine I'll get a new one. It's just 7 years bad luck, no big deal. No, I'm not mad."

Harv's hushed and urgent voice was coming from the kitchen, where he had locked the door