#riddler speaks

[riddlesrizzler]

mattheo riddle and his drag path…

a long, jagged trail carved through the world by every choice he never asked to inherit.

it followed him like a shadow with teeth, stitched from his father’s name, from whispered curses, from the way people flinched when they heard Riddle spoken in the same breath as boy.

he tried to step lightly.

he tried to walk as if the ground beneath him might forgive him for the blood it once tasted from another man’s war.

and she-

the pure-hearted girl who smelled like books and morning warmth-

she was the first person who looked at him and did not see the path behind him.

she saw the trembling, hopeful thing he kept caged in his chest.

with her, he learned how to breathe like he wasn’t born of darkness.

she touched him like even his scars were allowed to be soft.

she told him he wasn’t doomed to echo someone else’s sins.

and for a moment-

a fragile, golden, impossible moment-

he believed her.

he believed he could build a life made of gentleness instead of fire.

he believed he could be good.

maybe not perfect, but good enough for her.

good enough to stand beside a heart as tender as hers without staining it.

but war has no mercy for boys who dare to dream.

and when she vanished into the smoke-

gone like a breath stolen by the wind-

something inside him cracked.

not loudly.

not dramatically.

just… quietly, like a branch breaking under snow.

and his drag path welcomed him back.

arms of darkness, familiar and easy.

the old legacy whispering, see? goodness was never yours to keep.

[askenygma]

You're the Riddler. I've heard a lot about you. Your riddle rooms are neat. - ♠️

EN: I’d hope so. I’m well known throughout Gotham, as I should be. I appreciate the compliment. I do have fun with them, I hope you haven’t run in to any, have you?

[askenygma]

EN: Don’t expect pictures of me often, I’m only posting it because I’m going to an event sometime later.

EN: And well, I am looking wonderful, so I really must share.

EN: Thank you @ask-dr-harley for giving me an excuse to really dress up, it’s been ages.

[askenygma]

Take this.

EN: Oh more than right! He’s done that once with coffee and me! Having a “bad day” he says!

[askenygma]

<EN> Jonathan!!

<EN> Glad you made it out of Arkham!

<EN> H

<EN> How are you???

@askcraneorcrow

[askenygma]

💝 

💝 - have they ever been in love, and with who?

Edward pauses to think

EN: There are times where I think I may have found my partner.

EN: However I am picky so it’s a rarity in and of itself when I decide it so.

EN: As for who? Uh, I’m not sure if I wish to give that information, however a game is a game so…

EN: Riddle me this.. a gift from God, stays close with disdain,a mechanic of being nervous; their sight causes a boost of norepinephrine. Who am I?

EN: Though any feelings like that has long since vanquished. I know better.

[askenygma]

Ignore the anon, I'm certainly not an old god.

<note>Edward squints even more</note>

EN: Uh huh...

[askenygma]

*tosses you pen and paper* take pen and ink and write it down.

🙊 - muse can’t speak for [3] asks.

Edward takes the paper and pen and smiles while he begins to write

When he shows the paper it looks like this

He winks