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[star-spangled-bastard]

e1 for Klein? if you don't mind!

I’m never going to stop drawing him wearing terrible sweaters!

[eyeimagery]

Nygmalicious

brought to you by myself, @@eliuee, and @riddlcr Four, tres, two, uno [Some Guy] Listen up you all, 'cause this is it The beat that I'm bangin' is delicious [Verse 1 - Edward] Nygmalicious definition all of Gotham thinks I'm loco They want me put in Arkham but they can't catch me since they're too slow. You could see me, on your TV I'm not easy, they can't seize me I got plans to defeat 'em; Most involve committing treason. [Hook 1] Nygmalicious (so delicious) You know that I'm malicious, You think my suit's ridiculous? My death traps will be vicious I'll take riches (mmmwwahhh) That makes the police gawk gawk And they'll be preparing my cell block for whenever I get caught (four, tres, two, uno) [Chorus] So quick-witted (I'm smart, smart) So quick-witted (I leave them all in awe, awe) So quick-witted (they think they're smarter but they're not) I'm Nygmalicious (the greatest, greatest) [Verse 2] Nygmalicious def-, Nygmalicious def-, Nygmalicious def- ["def" is echoing] Nygmalicious definition make Batman go crazy. He always solves my riddles. Saying my morals are shady. I'm the E to the D, W, A, the R, the D, And can't no other genius put it down like me. [Hook 2] I'm Nygmalicious (so delicious) They say my crimes are repetitious I be up in my lair just to get these trophies finished They'll bear witness (oh, wee) I'll make Boy Wonder gawk, gawk And he'll take me to my cell block if I manage to get caught(four, tres, two, uno) [Chorus] So quick-witted (I'm smart, smart) So quick-witted (I leave them all in awe, awe) So quick-witted (they think they're smarter but they're not) I'm Nygmalicious (hold, hold, hold, hold, hold up, check it out) [Vamp] Baby, baby, baby, If you really want me, Honey get some patience. Maybe then you'll win the chase. I'm a man of science I'm of great reliance, Maybe a hint defiant But I'm electrifying [Some Guy] C to the L, to the E V E R - Ed, you're clever, C to the L to the E V E R - Ed, you're clever I to the N, to the T U I T I V E, to the I, to the N. to the, to the, to the, hit it Eddie [Rap - Edward] All the time I make my move, batman gotta disapprove; using his fist to countermove, how unoriginal I just wanna say it now - I'm just provin' that I'm much smarter than a scholar I don't need a helping hand. And I know I'm coming off egotistic and conceited and I keep on repeating that the other rogues are all heathens. But I’m tryin’ to say, I ain’t never gonna fade away 'Cause they say he... [Hook 3] Nygmalicious (so delicious) You know that I'm malicious, You think my suit's ridiculous? My death traps will be vicious I'll take riches (mmmwwahhh) That makes the police gawk gawk And they'll be preparing my cell block for whenever I get caught (caught, caught, caught) I'm Nygmalicious (so delicious) They say my crimes are repetitious I be up in my lair just to get these trophies finished They'll bear witness (oh, wee) I'll make Boy Wonder gawk, gawk And he'll take me to my cell block if I manage to get caught(four, tres, two, uno) [Chorus] So quick-witted (aye, aye, aye, aye) So quick-witted (aye, aye, aye, aye) So quick-witted (aye, aye, aye, aye) I'm Nygmalicious, the greatest, greatest I'm so quick-witted (aye, aye, aye, aye) So quick-witted (aye, aye, aye, aye) So quick-witted (aye, aye, aye, aye) I'm Nygmalicious, t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t (aye, aye, aye, aye) [Some Guy] C to the L, to the E V E R - Ed, you're clever, C to the L to the E V E R - Ed, you're clever, C to the L, to the E V E R - Ed, you're clever, C to the L to the, to the (four, tres, two, uno) I to the N, to the T U I T I V E, to the I to the N, to the T U I T I V E, to the I to the N, to the T U I T I V E, to the I, to the N, to the, to the, to the, to the, to the (four, tres, two, uno) C to the L, to the E V E R - Ed, you're clever, C to the L to the E V E R - Ed, you're clever, C to the L, to the E V E R - Ed, you're clever, C to the L to the, to the four, tres, two, uno I to the N, to the T U I T I V E, to the I to the N, to the T U I T I V E, to the I to the N, to the T U I T I V E, to the I, to the N, to the, to the, to the, to the, to the.....

[canadian-riddler]

🔥🔥 for music!

My unpopular opinion on music is that purists ruin it for everyone.  It’s across all genres: OSTs aren’t REALLY classical music, mainstream producers don’t make REAL EDM, once an indie song makes it on the radio it’s not REAL indie music anymore, etc.  Like… c’mon.  You can say some music is garbage if you want, that’s your own opinion, but if someone feels like they can’t talk about their favs around you because you disdain them then you need to back up.

[enygmass]

Murmuro or Amor? (I couldn't decide)

(I sort of combined the two??? Ahhhh, anyway here ya go)

An Exchange

If there were two things in the world that Edward Nygma could publically admit that he loved, those two things would be himself and being right. Jonathan Crane, on the other hand, entered the picture as an afterthought. Albeit the man was a prized close, very close, friend and a gift to have around if you needed someone to go away, but he wasn’t someone that Edward could publicly admit to loving. Jonathan was the exact same way.

Nights in Gotham were often reminiscent of bad drug trips, without the drugs. If you entered the Red-Light District where Edward was lurking now you were pummeled with neon lights and people who trailed behind you, far too close for comfort. Voices called out “Hey Cutie” and “I could make you feel good” from all sides, fighting for his attention as he watched the crowds. He was standing by a pharmacy, the bright blue ‘Open’ sign flashing to his right and illuminating his features periodically. He was consumed by the task of waiting for a delivery.

So consumed, in fact, that he was oblivious of the tall form looming up behind him. It wasn’t until heated breath brushed his cheek and a hand touched his arm that he was aware of another person.

“I see you waited.” A voice whispered in his ear. Edward grimaced.

“Obviously. I’m not going to just waltz off with my merchandise, you know? That contradicts the policies of a good deal!” He stepped forward and turned to face the man. In the light of the streets Jonathan looked almost sinister, the reds and blues of the surrounding lights contrasting on his face and making his features look sharper than usual. In his hand he held a black briefcase.

“I suppose you have a fair point. Everything is in order, although the Ethylene Glycol was harder to obtain than anticipated. Ace Chemicals have upped their security.”

“But you have it, yes?”

“Of course I do. I tend to get what I want, as you know.” Jonathan gave him a wry smirk, removing his hand from his arm, and Edward took the briefcase. It was heavy in his hand indicating that the man did indeed stay true to his word. He had to admit that he had doubts that Jonathan would follow through, and he would have gone to get the chemicals himself, but a recent rendezvous with the Bat had led to far too much attention.

“I’m perfectly aware of your, sense of determination, Jonathan. Anyway, I’ll transfer the payment from my account to yours when I get home. I have a few more stops to make.” Jonathan inclined his head in thanks. A silence fell between them then, interrupted only by the sounds of the people walking by and the occasional siren in the distance. The silence wasn’t awkward or anything of that sorts. On the contrary, Edward rather enjoyed it. This was the sort of silence exchanged between people close enough that words were not always necessary.

“Well, I have a few stops of my own to do. Perhaps I’ll see you around? Until then, best of luck.” Then with one more slight head nod, and a touch on his arm, Jonathan pulled up the hood of his sweatshirt and walked away. Edward watched as the man immersed himself into the crowds before, after a few moments, losing sight of him entirely. He adjusted the grip on the briefcase.

He would never say he loved aloud, but privately was a different matter.

[mrcellophane]

forests or beaches?

Definitely forests!

[canadian-riddler]

not to be That Asshole™ for requesting too many ask prompts, but #1 through #11 if you don't mind? o:

Now who on EARTH thinks THAT

1: A song you like with a color in the title                

Blue by Eiffel 65.  I can only remember two songs with colours right now and the other one is an Armin van Buuren song called Blue Fear which I only like sometimes.

2: A song you like with a number in the title

Two Hornpipes (Tortuga) by Hans Zimmer.  Best song, too short.

3:  A song that reminds you of summertime

Southbound by Protoculture.  Sounds like the ocean!

4:A song that reminds you of someone you would rather forget about      

Sweet Child of Mine by Guns n Roses.

5:  A song that needs to be played LOUD                         

Dominator by Armin van Buuren.  You just gotta be able to yell ‘I’M THE ONE AND ONLY DOMINATOR, I WANNA KISS MYSELF’ mmkay.

6: A song that makes you want to dance     

Where We Are by Ryos feat. Karra.

7:A song to drive to        

ASOT episode #796 ;)

8: A song about drugs or alcohol            

Sally by Hardwell feat. Harrison.  I’m pretty sure Sally was a metaphor for ecstasy but I forget and it’s been a while since I read that bit of news.

9:  A song that makes you happy        

Airport Shivers by Photographer (Armin van Buuren mashup).  Oh man so intense of a song.

10:A song that makes you sad                          

One Day by Hans Zimmer.  I think. 

11:A song that you never get tired of           

CVNT5 by CVNT5 or Until We Meet Again by Gareth Emery & Ben Gold (Ben Nicky remix).  I generally listen to them both at the same time.  Consecutively, not simultaneously.

[canadian-riddler]

tbh both the fake stuff and the real stuff are like. two totally separate things. I personally like the real stuff way more, but I don't even think mrs. butterworth's type stuff even classifies as syrup. it's more like buttery sugar gel. (still kinda good tho....)

Man, if it’s not made in Quebec it isn’t real

has to be made by French Canadian lumberjacks and tapped right when the snow starts to melt

[canadian-riddler]

which of the rogues do you think would like sweethearts? (you know, those abominations of chalk paste that people call candy?)

Hmmm

Harley probably.  She doesn’t care how they taste, she just likes the messages.