the thrill of ⓤⓝⓡⓘⓓⓓⓛⓘⓝⓖ a riddle

enigma: a puzzling or inexplicable occurrence or situation | a person of puzzling or contradictory character | a saying, question, picture, etc., containing a hidden meaning; riddle. [Independent & selective RP/askblog for The Riddler from The Batman.]

[fathercrane]

Help Me Out? I am open for commissions, and have an update:

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commissions! help out the bug

i just moved into my new place but there are a few hurdles - the main one being, i forgot one of my bank cards at home and it’s the only one with money on right now. bah!!! naturally, i need to get some cash that IS accessible to me. so, for now, i’ll be doing quick commissions and whatever else i can manage without my tablet cord, which i also forgot! because i am a Fool

my paypal is [email protected] if you want to donate, but in case you want a thing, message me about any of the following!!

PENCIL SKETCH - £5 per character i’ll sketch your character doing whatever! this is pretty straightforward

MINI PIXEL - £8 per character price negotiable if you just want a small object! all these will be fully coloured. this also goes for furcadia patches, in case you frequent the same wacky furry mmo as i do. i can’t do full avatars though sorry

for examples of what my art style is like just browse this blog, as it is my art blog! i do humans, furries, ponies, robots, and pretty much anything. and listen, for an extra £2 i will even do nsfw. pay me to be debauched :^)

i will also open more commission types (digital art and fully-coloured pics and the like) as soon as i can get a tablet cord! in the meantime, any signal boosting would be mega appreciated. thanks!!!

[whispers-inthetrees-andseas]

Aftermath - closed

[whispers-inthetrees-andseas]

He flinched at the sudden thud Edward made against the wall. He would ask if he was okay, but words wouldn’t be able to come out properly right now. And the shout didn’t help.

At least he didn’t ask him to go. Rahim was more relieved about that than he would ever be able to express. But still, his chest was constricting tighter and tighter.

“I know it sounds stupid, and it might make this-” He waved a hand lamely, motioning around them.  “worse. But… I couldn’t help it, okay? I didn’t mean for all of this to spiral. Just- just tell me what I’m supposed to do to fix this. I need to fix this!” He had to clear his throat a few times while talking. And looking up would just show how much effort he was putting into holding back welling tears.

[unriddlingarchived]

“You couldn’t help what? Not trusting me?” 

Oh, this was going badly. Edward knew Rahim was compromised, but not to what extent. His own throat was slowly constricting inside, and his breath caught again.

“I don’t know! I don’t know, I’ve never been--angry at you before, and I hate it, but I can’t stop it! Why didn’t y-you--why didn’t you just listen and trust me when I-I told you I knew what to do? I didn’t want you to get hurt either, and nothing would’ve happened if you hadn’t come, or if you’d looked for me first before opening the door!” 

It felt childish. Why didn’t you believe me, why didn’t you pay attention to me first, but he couldn’t find it in him to better explain it.

[unriddlingarchived]

Shopping list for one (1) human who insists on the name 'Riddler'. Item 1: Nutrient-packed potting soil. 2. Green flower pots. 3. Seeds taken from fruits and vegetables stolen from various markets, but extracting them was a *problem* so all you're getting is some healthy-ish smelling paste.

Unnecessary.

[angstmemes]

Leave my muse a note yours wrote for them to find. It can be anything, from a shopping list to a goodbye letter.

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Aftermath - closed

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Shit.

Rahim had never felt his heart drop like that before. His fingers dug harder into his arm, claws extending as they did when he was incredibly vexed. His eyes turned back toward the floor. A retreat without actually moving.

When the floor started blurring Rahim wanted to groan. He didn’t think it would have taken this bad of a turn, he immediately pressed a hand over his mouth. “Right… Edward, I didn’t mean to make you mad.” He had to pause and clear his throat. “I can- I’ll go, if that would help…”

[unriddlingarchived]

Edward shifted, half-turned. He wanted to pace, do something to get rid of the energy--adrenaline, anger and anxiety translated into the urge to do something that he couldn’t and wouldn’t. Instead he took a few steps and leaned against the wall. Slammed his back into it, really, but he was too preoccupied to notice the thump it made.

“I know you didn’t!” That came out louder than he wanted it to. He tilted his head in a tiny bow, as if that would help him forcefully lower his voice. 

“I don’t--you--no. Not--don’t leave.” And that’s when the fear started trickling to the surface, just a little. 

Another breath, a little shaky. “I know you didn’t,” he repeated. His voice dropped down to a near-whisper. “...But that doesn’t make it...feel...much better.”

[whispers-inthetrees-andseas]

Aftermath - closed

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He ran his tongue over the blood that was on the tips of his teeth, biting his lip always left the salty taste in his mouth. Maybe it was bad that it helped keep him calmed down. But he’d take what he could get.

Rahim clenched his jaw, looking up with a bit more confidence even if it was false. He scratched at his arm with a deep breath. This was important, he had to get it out, and he had to know. “Is, um. Is me being here part of that? You not being okay?”

Rahim wasn’t entirely sure what he was feeling right now. Mostly dread? That was probably the biggest feeling that was filling his chest. He knew he was the reason Edward was angry. That had been obvious from the get-go of this whole situation. And he hated knowing that. But it was fixable. Rahim really hoped it was fixable.

[unriddlingarchived]

His eyes narrowed. “Somewhat,” Edward said through gritted teeth.

He wasn’t sure exactly why that raised his hackles so, and he took a moment to steady his breathing. “...The fact that you did something incredibly--upsetting--the last time you were here has the most influence on my current state,” he went on, failing to conceal his irked tone. “I”m--” he huffed and looked away without finishing his sentence. Not that he was entirely certain what he would’ve finished it with. 

Weakness versus truth. He hurt and didn’t want to show it, but he knew it would be necessary, eventually.

[whispers-inthetrees-andseas]

Aftermath - closed

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Rahim let his eyes close with a very quiet exhale.

“Thank god.” He’d still apologize. He didn’t like doing so, but Aaron deserved it. As much as a pain as they were to each other Rahim still liked the little guy. Didn’t show it very well, but he did.

His lips pressed tight together while his eyes couldn’t seem to find a place interesting enough to linger more then two seconds. He was getting tempted to walk out, just leave, because his coming back didn’t seem to be doing much to help. He had been sent away after all.

“…I don’t know.” That was the whole problem. Clearing his throat, Rahim looked toward the door, teeth clamping on the inside of his bottom lip. As tempting as it was, running out to avoid this awkward tension at this point wouldn’t solve anything. He had to try to fix this. But he needed some hint on how. And that wasn’t exactly forthcoming.

[unriddlingarchived]

Thoughts (and stomach) churning, for a time, Edward didn’t respond. He could feel tension lines in his neck and his arms, the cold fear and buzzing anger fighting to take over. .

Slumping slightly, he let out an explosive breath. What could he do, what should he do? 

There was definitely a temptation to start playing, ensnaring Rahim in cold words until he was trapped and hurt in any way he could manage--but no, even so, Rahim...Rahim was not his enemy. 

“I am several things now, but ‘okay’ isn’t precisely one of them,” he said quietly. The words weren’t as hard to force out as he’d expected, and he didn’t know what to think of that. 

[rpfunstuff]

What’s one headcanon you have about my muse?

[unriddlingarchived]

candytuft, lavender.

Indifference, distrust.

He’s kind of amused by the latter, honestly.

[unriddlingarchived]

pansy, red rose, both tulips, violet.

Loving thoughts, romantic love,  forgiveness, insecurity, loyalty.

He’s...he isn’t going to do anything with those right now. (At least he won’t throw them away.)

[unriddlingarchived]

What flowers would your muse give to mine?

Put a flower or more in my inbox to show your muse's feelings for mine, anon or not:

AMARANTH: Broken-hearted

ANEMONE: Possessiveness

BEGONIA: Warning

BELLFLOWER: Gratitude

CANDYTUFT: Indifference

CARNATION (PINK): Protectiveness

CARNATION (YELLOW): Disdain

DILL: Lust

GERANIUM: Respect

IRIS: Inspiration

LARKSPUR: Familial affection

LAVENDER: Distrust

LILY (ORANGE): Hatred

LILY (RED): Professional relationship

LILY (WHITE): Regret

MARIGOLD: Jealousy

PANSY: Loving thoughts

PEONY: Shyness

PETUNIA: Anger and resentment

ROSE (ORANGE): Fascination

ROSE (RED): Romantic love

ROSE (PINK): Friendship

SUNFLOWER: Admiration

SYCAMORE: Curiosity

TUBEROSE: Pleasure

TULIP (WHITE): Forgiveness

TULIP (YELLOW): Insecurity

VIOLET: Loyalty

ZINNIA: Fear

[unriddlingarchived]

The year is going by quickly. 

Edward’s been losing his focus, and he isn’t sure why that is. It’s...not as bad as when he lost some memories, true, but he still greatly dislikes it. 

He toys with the thought of seeing a doctor--not one like Arkham has, just a physical health professional. He could just go to Aaron, but he...well. He has his own problems.

But. That would likely be trouble. More than it’s worth, really.

He’ll just ignore it. It’ll go away eventually.

It always does.

[unriddlingarchived]

//tbh, what other muses could you see me playing? 

[whispers-inthetrees-andseas]

Aftermath - closed

[unriddlingarchived]

whispers-inthetrees-andseas:

He didn’t know what to make of the change in expression, but hearing Aaron was alright made some of the dread melt away. Not entirely, but it was a start.

Rahim gripped his arm, nails digging into his skin just a little. The air was stiff and awkward between them and he wasn’t sure how to fix it. God, did he want to fix it! Rahim glanced at the closet, uncomfortable with just staring at Edward when he had that look on his face. “…Did I hurt him?” He sincerely hoped not. He was actually on the verge of praying that he didn’t.

Rahim was already terrified with how his snapping at them had made him seem. If his actions had worried or scared Edward at all. Not getting a very clear mood from Edward didn’t give him a clue on how to straighten this all out. Rocking back and forth the slightest bit on feet, hands clasping behind his back, Rahim looked timidly up under his eyelashes. “Are you okay?”

“What? No.” Probably. He hadn’t been paying as much attention as he could have. Should have. But he was...alright now. Being locked in a closet for days and starving was bad enough--if whatever Rahim had done had added to it, Aaron would’ve taken care of it himself. Either way, he had no desire to show his uncertainty on that (or any other) front.

Edward gave him a sharp glance, uncomfortably familiar anger rising high in his chest. He swallowed it down hard.

No I’m not warred with the building anger and his quiet aching fear.

“Should I be?” is what he eventually settled with, standing stiffly on the edge of the room, unusually still. He couldn’t use his standard gestures with his hands still clasped against his own arms, after all.

[whispers-inthetrees-andseas]

[unriddlingarchived]

whispers-inthetrees-andseas:

//I wanted to do this for awhile. I couldn’t resist. This is half their relationship summed up in a doodle. The other half would be a doodle of them making out tbh.

[whispers-inthetrees-andseas]

Aftermath - closed

[unriddlingarchived]

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The empty closet gave him pause for a second. Mostly he thought it was good, but Rahim was only assured after checking the lock that was put in to make sure it wasn’t broken. It wasn’t and he took a deep breath in relief.

He sniffed around. Any smell Aaron left behind was practically gone, so he must have been out of there for awhile. Not sure what else to do with this turn of events, Rahim absently started picking up some of the clothes off the floor, dusting them off and making sure they didn’t smell musty before putting them away. Anything that smelled iffy got tossed in the corner to be taken care of later. A minute or two of this and Rahim paused. He really didn’t know what he was doing here right now. Rahim cleared his throat, scratching at his ear with a sigh. Now what?

That noise sounded behind him made Rahim tense. Oh shit. He turned sheepishly, looking like he was caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Rahim really hadn’t been paying attention at all, or he would have heard Edward coming. And now he was trapped on the spot and had no idea what to say. “I- Um. I was just checking to see… if Aaron- if he was still. How he was doing.”

Edward’s expression twisted from surprise to--a few things. Hurt, anger, relief, an uncertain sort of worry. 

A part of him had been certain Rahim wouldn’t come back. 

He hadn’t hoped for that, not at all, but he’d...expected it. Or coldness, disdain, another round of fighting.  

Well. That had yet to be seen. There was still a solid lump of anger in the center of his chest, even with his fear and a desire to apologize and have it all be forgotten. Because it wouldn’t. Because Rahim had been an idiot and Edward hadn’t been wrong.

“...Aaron is fine,” he said, voice flat. It wasn’t the complete truth, but he wasn’t in the mood to expand on the subject. “It faded within a few days.” And he was likely moving out, though he hadn’t quite said as much aloud.

His arms folded across his chest. (It ended up being a little more of a self-hug than he’d intended.)