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{{ make these two kiss, i beg of you @questionquery / @crowsinthecornfield }}
{{ it's not easy being a mediator sometimes [ feat. @twomindedsubject @questionquery] }}
Got bored and did a little doodle of @questionquery. I love your storytelling skills pookie <3
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~. Rumors. What were they even good for? Rumors were a spout of lies, bound together to make up for something more interesting than the day-to-day life that bored the common man. Trust, Harvey never believed rumors.
Yet, they felt particulary inclined to believe this one.
He and Binary shared the same sentiment around rumors as a whole. But when she had confessed to seeing rumors online of Riddler returning back to life, she went digging.
Their henchwoman had been well aware that whatever was spoken of Edward was done so with care -- despite their differences. Ever since finding out about Nygma's death, Harvey had not been the same. A strong sense of failing his friend hadn't left him since they found out about what had happened -- the guilt overriding pretty much anything they did the following days, weeks, months.
And now, years.
Edward had been their friend. A dear, close friend. Someone he respected, cared for -- and in their own strange, messed up way, had loved.
Was he so stupid for believing he still could be out there?
602 Claus Lane. Unit 114.
Their fist met the door to the adress Bianca had pointed them to. Pounding it down, angrily and without care of being caught -- they just had to see him. Unsure whether he and Two-Face had to prepare for disappointment, joy -- or unbridled rage.
"Ed? Edward? Are you in there---!?".~
kiss or skip riddler
Send "Kiss or Skip!" and a character's name to see if my muse would kiss them or not.
" . . . Ew. No. Why would you even ask me that? Hard skip."
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>. Of fucking course Harvey would pull this shit. Like finding Nygma and helping him recover wasn't enough. Now he had to live in his safehouse, too?
While Binary thanked herself for keeping her own place running despite spending more time over there, because this simply wouldn't do. In fact, ever since finding out Two-Face had allowed Edward to stick around, she had avoided this place like the plague.
"...---Ugh. Good Morning. There? Happy?"
Her tone was one similar to a snotty brat -- but she couldn't help herself! Simply being near him was driving her up a wall.
--- "So what did you do this time? Whatever it was, it seems to have wrapped Harvey around your little finger because he feels so damn sorry for you."
Could she ask him to leave? Even when this technically wasn't her place? Probably not. But damn, she wanted to; so bad.<
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>. P U N C H - !
"God, shut up! Seriously! It's not my fault!"
Yeah okay. Maybe it was her fault after all.
She could restrain herself for mere 30 seconds -- then she wasted no time curling her fingers into a balled fist -- making impact with his shoulder as hard as she could muster. It certainly wasn't helping their predicament, but it surely eased her feelings somewhat.
At least until she realized she was hurting the already wounded man. Good going there, Bianca.
"Okay, okay, sorry -- I -- I know we're both panicking. And don't even give me the 'no I'm not' spiel -- I know even the great Riddler shits himself sometimes too."
The only proper source of light was coming from the back of her phone -- shining it downward to not blind either one of them as she frantically tried to look for a way out. Scanning the walls, the demolished entrance, and then back to him -- she didn't look too hopeful.
"---- Look, you've been around longer than me around these, uh -- parts of town. There has to be a way out somewhere, right? Try to think -- what was the last building we saw before we went down here...?"
All hope was not lost. Yet.<
Binary / Riddler
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