#jackrippner

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𝒿𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒𝒹 🕷 - … taking care of the insect that my muse found in their house/room/bed/etc.

“please take it out. outside!” balancing her weight on the chair her eyes widened in horror. the spider freezing. looking like it had it fangs. staring at her. ready to kill spiders were poisonous. this spider could be poisonous. deadly. like everything else in this universe it seemed like. her eyes flashed to the male she believed was human as she waved for him to move forward. gesturing for him to catch the beast. it caused her skin to crawl just at the thought of it getting closer to her. 

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[heavensreigns]

😴 ( jack @ laura )

THE  REDHEAD DIDN’T  KNOW  HOW  THIS  HAPPENED  ,  how  she  got  so  sleepy  she  could  barely  move  her  own  two  feet  .  all  she  wanted  was  to  find  a  comfortable spot  to  lay  down  ,  but  the  vampire’s  supportive grip  wasn’t  exactly expected  .  still  ,  laura  let  out  a  grateful  little hum  and  she  leaned  into  his  side  ,  if  only  because  she  needed it  in  this  moment  .  “  sorry  .  ”  she  murmured ,  even  though she  didn’t  know  what  for  .  “  i’m  not  always  like  this  .  ”  not  at  all  .  “  but  thank  you  .  it’s  appreciated .  ”  especially  since  she  was  not  very  nice  to  him  ,  the  last  time  they  saw  each  other  .

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{ yeah, but he was pretty fantastic, regardless. though, if you’re going for a more serious Riddler, then a different fc would be best. }

Yeah, I want a more serious Riddler, since it will be apart of Nolanverse.

I'm thinking David Tennant would be a good one, he's kinda hyper but serious too.

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Knock, Knock? ||

It was getting close to ten, she'd gotten off work early because she'd been reassured by Cynthia that everything was under control. The entire place had been refurbished and it was looking good and doing good. Business had slowed down quite a bit after the 'terrorist attack' but now things were picking back up again and Mr. Keefe had returned for his annual stay which had even surprised her after he had been almost assassinated. 

The eggs were just about done, scrambled eggs were usually a thing she saved for three in the morning but it was a craving and when a girl had her cravings they had to be satisfied. However, a knock on the door surprised her. Eyebrows furrowed as she turned off the burner and set the pan to the side. She honestly was in no condition to answer the door, Lazy sweats and a t-shirt but she did anyways. 

Fingers slipped off the chain-lock and unlocked the lock below it. 

Eyes lifted up, and immediately closed as if this was all a dream. No. No. This was a dream a really bad nightmare. They opened and were met with the same icy blues that she'd stared into almost a year ago on the plane ride from Texas.

"How did you..."