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PRIVATE EDWARD NASHTON RP BLOG OF BATMAN 2022
CANON DIVERGENT
PENNED BY GREY- 28. THEY/THEM
gdoc / rules
i have heavy influence from the Dano riddler comics and write him as if he was never arrested- no one knows edward nashton is the riddler unless we discuss it prior, or he tells them.
(I'm not gone, i accidentally got myself hyperfocused on baldur's gate. i just gotta wait it out lol)
BLOOD RELATED PROMPTS
requested by my bestie
WORDS:
“ is that your blood? ”
“ woah— hold up you’re bleeding. ”
“ your bandages— you’re bleeding through them. ”
“ shit, i think i pulled my stitches. ”
“ i’ll make them bleed for this. ”
“ a little blood never never hurt anyone. ”
“ why the fuck is there blood on the carpet? ”
“ your nose is bleeding. ”
“ you can make me bleed all you want, i’ll never scream for you. ”
“ you don’t understand, i had to do it. i had to kill them. ”
“ stop fussing— this isn’t my blood. ”
“ i did what was necessary. ”
“ why are you bleeding? what happened? ”
“ who hurt you? why is there blood all over you? ”
“ i think you’ll look quite pretty when you bleed. ”
“ who did you kill? whose blood is that? ”
“ i’m not usually a sadistic sort of person, but i will take pleasure in spilling your blood. ”
“ i don’t actually enjoy killing. it’s messy. the blood gets everywhere. it’s just necessary sometimes. ”
“ it looked kind of beautiful in a fucked up sort of way. blood on snow. the kind of thing you usually only see in stories. ”
“ i can’t get it off— i can still feel it on me! ”
“ just calm down. breathe. i’ll take care of this. ”
“ hold still— you’ve got blood on your face. ”
“ why is there blood on your knife? ”
“ oh, it’s just a little bit of blood. don’t nutsack out. ”
“ i’m going to drain every ounce of your blood. nice and slow. like you deserve. ”
“ i’ll kill anyone who ever makes you bleed again. ”
“ your/their blood is just too pretty to keep inside. ”
“ there’s something fascinating about blood. it’s captivating. ”
“ blood of the covenant is thicker than water of the womb. ”
“ you made me bleed on my shirt— i fucking loved this shirt! ”
“ leave me alone, it’s shark week and i got blood on my sheets. ”
“ should i be concerned about why there’s blood in the sink? ”
“ do i ask questions or do i just help you clean up all this blood? ”
ACTIONS:
[ ALONE ] for sender to show up on receiver’s doorstep covered in blood.
[ ARRIVE ] for receiver to show up on sender’s doorstep covered in blood.
[ CLEANSE ] for sender to find receiver trying to clean blood off themselves.
[ DISCOVER ] for receiver to find sender trying to clean blood off themselves.
[ AID ] for sender to help receiver clean blood off themselves.
[ ERASE ] for receiver to help sender clean blood off themselves.
[ ESCAPE ] for sender to find receiver after they’ve killed someone.
[ SEEN ] for receiver to find sender after they’ve killed someone.
[ HELP ] for sender to clean up the aftermath of receiver’s crime.
[ ACCEPT ] for receiver to clean up the aftermath of sender’s crime.
[ FOUND ] for sender to discover receiver covered in blood.
[ EXPOSE ] for receiver to discover sender covered in blood.
[ ATTACK ] for sender to stab or shoot receiver.
[ WOUNDED ] for receiver to stab or shoot sender.
[ BROKE ] for sender to punch receiver hard enough their nose bleeds.
[ INJURE ] for receiver to punch sender hard enough their nose bleeds.
[ WITNESS ] for sender to see receiver get hurt enough to bleed.
[ WATCH ] for receiver to see sender get hurt enough to bleed.
[ RETALIATE ] for sender to make receiver’s attacker bleed.
[ DEFEND ] for receiver to make sender’s attacker bleed.
[ SURVIVE ] for sender to realize receiver is bleeding after getting through a fight.
[ FABRIC ] for receiver to realize sender is bleeding after getting through a fight.
‘ . . . . . 𝑯𝚘𝚗𝚔, 𝒉𝚘𝚗𝚔 .
☂ .
>> GOODBYE.
edward's fist banged rapidly against oswald's front door first, then he went for the doorbell to ring over and over again. any nerves, any anxieties that would be lying to him that his uninvited presence wasn't wanted were smothered by the pure elation that he was feeling. oswald wasn't exaggerating when he said it was exhilarating. the dull emptiness that had slowly eaten a void inside of him was now filled with a high that he couldn't put into words.
he was too hot, and too happy.
the mask had been removed but he had been in such a rush to tell oswald what he had done, that the saran wrap was still wrapped around the curve of his skull.
the sun had set by now and it was only a matter of time before the mayor's wife and son returned home from trick-r-treating to see the scene. police cars would be racing to the scene, tailed by news crews desperate to get a shot of anything; edward would normally hold disdain for those making money off the trauma of others but he wanted nothing more than to see NO MORE LIES plastered on every gothamite's telelvision.
"Oswald," he called out, his chest till heaving. he tried to peak in through the peephole on the door but going from the outside in, all it did is askew everything. maybe he should try the doorbell again- ring, ring, ring, ring.
@umbrellicide
THE BATMAN (2022) dir. Matt Reeves
@umbrellicide asked: ❛ i’m just saying, murder is an option. ❜
weekend dinners had become a regular social event in edward's life. there was still a bit of anxiety, each and every time he left the house to go, but he never went home regretting it. he had a friend, someone he could really talk to. someone who understood personally just how cruel people could be to the oddballs out like them. only oswald seemed to have finally done something about it.
it wasn't as if the thought never crossed his mind. there was an anger brewing inside of him, but he always talked himself down: BREATHE, EDWARD. JUST BREATHE. FOCUS ON THE WORK.
edward idly poked at his noodles with his fork, the other arm raising so he could prop his elbow up and rest his cheek against his fist. "Murder," he repeated. there wasn't any shock or offense in his tone, like most would have. he simply stated the option again; contemplating it. "Um... when I was young, the orphanage had a pretty bad rat infestation. One of them bit me while I was sleeping and uh, after that, I had to get a series of rabies shots. I was terrified of rats after that." edward set his utensils down, and he sat back in his chair; his hand touched and squeezed at the index finger of his opposite hand. he still remembered that bite vividly.
"The owner brought me in a room, and had a rat in a cage. He dropped it in a bucket of water, and told me that I don't have to be scared of them anymore. I just have to drown them. Sometimes I wonder if the same method works for all the people I'm scared of."
𝟐𝟎𝟎 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒
from this generator.
❛ close your eyes and hold out your hands. ❜ ❛ what are you smiling at? ❜ ❛ i can’t leave you alone for one minute, can i? ❜ ❛ was it you? did you do all this? ❜ ❛ i don’t know how you do this every day… ❜ ❛ that is not an appropriate question to ask a lady you’ve just met. ❜ ❛ i’m not sorry. ❜ ❛ i did warn you not to trust me. ❜ ❛ do you remember anything? at all? ❜ ❛ you’re lucky you’re cute. ❜ ❛ why don’t you just kill me? ❜ ❛ did you hurt yourself? ❜ ❛ i could show you the way. ❜ ❛ i don’t feel so good. ❜ ❛ you owe me a dinner. a very nice dinner. ❜ ❛ don’t go. please. ❜ ❛ you wanna know what your problem is? ❜ ❛ i’m here to drink alone. ❜ ❛ don’t run away from this. ❜ ❛ i’m just saying, murder is an option. ❜ ❛ i didn’t realize you were in so much pain. ❜ ❛ i guess it runs in the family, huh? ❜ ❛ you wouldn’t understand. ❜ ❛ we’ve been through a lot. i think we should just lay low and take it easy. ❜ ❛ dangerous to be out so late. ❜ ❛ i hope you haven’t been standing out in the cold this whole time. ❜ ❛ i made a mistake. ❜ ❛ am i not good enough? ❜ ❛ i’m going to get you out of here. ❜ ❛ why did you bring me here? ❜ ❛ aren’t we in a good mood today? ❜ ❛ don’t shut me out. please. ❜ ❛ the storm’s getting worse. ❜ ❛ i never meant to hurt you. ❜ ❛ you’re about as intimidating as a butterfly. ❜ ❛ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ❜ ❛ here, take this. you’ll catch a cold. ❜ ❛ this is the part where you leave. ❜ ❛ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ❜ ❛ you stepped on my foot! ❜ ❛ you’re not a very convincing liar. ❜ ❛ we’re in completely different leagues. ❜ ❛ how did you find me? ❜ ❛ i don’t need you anymore. ❜ ❛ rough day today? ❜ ❛ snap out of it! ❜ ❛ you look better in my clothes than i do. ❜ ❛ why are you still here? ❜ ❛ can i ask… what happened? ❜ ❛ are you saying you care about me? ❜ ❛ i won’t let anyone hurt you. ❜ ❛ it’s not stealing if it was mine to begin with. ❜ ❛ well, this is where i live. ❜ ❛ we’re not so different after all. ❜ ❛ how long have i been asleep? ❜ ❛ no more lies, no more secrets. ❜ ❛ can you forgive me? ❜ ❛ i thought you… i saw you get shot. ❜ ❛ why are you really here? ❜ ❛ i wish we never met. ❜ ❛ you look like you need a hug. ❜ ❛ would you run away with me? ❜ ❛ see? i’m not just a pretty face. ❜ ❛ we can stop them. i can help you. ❜ ❛ what now? i’m tired. ❜ ❛ i didn’t want you to see me like this. ❜ ❛ i can’t do this without you. ❜ ❛ if you tell me yours, i’ll tell you mine. ❜ ❛ are you threatening me? ❜ ❛ did you ever care about me? ❜ ❛ treat me like the princess that i am! ❜ ❛ i’m not leaving you. ❜ ❛ why did you come? ❜ ❛ i need your help… and you need mine. ❜ ❛ i wish i could hate you. ❜ ❛ i see you don’t recognize me. well, it was a long time ago. ❜ ❛ you’ve lost a lot of blood. ❜ ❛ i had my suspicions, but until now i wasn’t sure. ❜ ❛ there’s nothing left for me here. ❜ ❛ that is… literally illegal. you’re describing something illegal. ❜ ❛ wait. i’ve heard that sound before. ❜ ❛ just try to hang on. ❜ ❛ so why’s it so important anyway? ❜ ❛ i’ll stay in tonight, thanks. ❜ ❛ we can’t keep going on like this. ❜ ❛ in about a minute, you’ll be sorry you didn’t listen to me. ❜ ❛ is this seat taken? sorry, it’s a bit crowded here. ❜ ❛ you can’t leave me here alone! ❜ ❛ i’ll believe it when i see it. ❜ ❛ why are you laughing? this is a very serious situation. ❜ ❛ i bought two. here. ❜ ❛ i’ve seen you before, walking by. ❜ ❛ why can’t i come with you? ❜ ❛ c'mon. aren’t you worried what might happen if we go? ❜ ❛ walk with me? ❜ ❛ it’s very rude to stare. ❜ ❛ how many times have i told you? you can’t visit me here. ❜ ❛ we can’t fix this. can we? ❜ ❛ are you going to kill me? ❜ ❛ it’s not like you can stop me. ❜ ❛ it’s not safe for people to see us together. ❜ ❛ take me with you. ❜ ❛ some risks are worth taking. ❜ ❛ let them go. take me instead. ❜ ❛ what do you want in exchange for it? ❜ ❛ is being drunk an excuse? ❜ ❛ promise me you won’t overreact. ❜ ❛ how can i possibly trust you? after all you’ve done. ❜ ❛ how long have you been standing there? ❜ ❛ why did you wake me? ❜ ❛ i’m not here to talk about my feelings. ❜ ❛ you were going to leave without saying goodbye? ❜ ❛ for some reason, i’m attracted to you. ❜ ❛ promise me? ❜ ❛ it’s nothing, i’m just tired. ❜ ❛ i feel safe with you. ❜ ❛ i don’t need your help. ❜ ❛ i think i have a bit more experience with this thing than you do. ❜ ❛ no way, i’m not doing that. ❜ ❛ i do care. ❜ ❛ you snore in your sleep. it’s adorable. ❜ ❛ i have a spare bed. ❜ ❛ you’re very kind. some day it’ll get you killed. ❜ ❛ you’ll always have a home with me. ❜ ❛ of course i care. you’re my family. ❜ ❛ you shouldn’t insult people that are bigger than you. ❜ ❛ i never wanted to hurt you. ❜ ❛ i swear it wasn’t me. ❜ ❛ we can just sit here, you don’t have to talk. ❜ ❛ did you miss me? ❜ ❛ this isn’t just about you. it’s about what’s best for all of us. ❜ ❛ you can never admit when you’re wrong! ❜ ❛ is this what you wanted? ❜ ❛ what are you doing out here by yourself? ❜ ❛ sorry to put you through that. i guess i owe you one now. ❜ ❛ the only time you talk to me is when you need something. ❜ ❛ i’m still learning. ❜ ❛ if you have something to say, spit it out. ❜ ❛ you… don’t like me very much, do you? ❜ ❛ i’m on your side. ❜ ❛ i risked my life for you! ❜ ❛ whatever you’re going to ask, the answer is no. ❜ ❛ you can stay with me. ❜ ❛ i just need time. ❜ ❛ please don’t do this, don’t act like you care. ❜ ❛ who the hell invited you? ❜ ❛ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ❜ ❛ i just wanted to say i’m sorry. ❜ ❛ think of it as a compliment. ❜ ❛ do you ever stop being so serious and dull? ❜ ❛ it’s rare to see your kind around here. ❜ ❛ you remember me. that’s good. ❜ ❛ you’re a terrible flirt you know. ❜ ❛ are you kidding me? we’re not ‘fine’! ❜ ❛ right now i wish i was dead. ❜ ❛ i guess i should’ve told you. ❜ ❛ you’re not alone. i’m here. ❜ ❛ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ❜ ❛ knowledge is power. ❜ ❛ you scared me. ❜ ❛ well, what’s so strange about that? ❜ ❛ don’t look at me like that. ❜ ❛ i want to be there when you get what’s coming to you. ❜ ❛ just who do you think you are? ❜ ❛ you look… amazing. ❜ ❛ we’re safe, aren’t we? ❜ ❛ you know, i really hoped i’d never see this place again. ❜ ❛ don’t touch me. get away from me. ❜ ❛ i thought you’d like this. ❜ ❛ it’s too dark, i can’t see anything. ❜ ❛ what’s that smug look for? you think you can do any better? ❜ ❛ who did you piss off this time? ❜ ❛ you should’ve thought about that before you got into a fight. ❜ ❛ i only wanted to help. ❜ ❛ you knew and you didn’t tell me? ❜ ❛ you don’t scare me. ❜ ❛ wow, look who remembered my existence. ❜ ❛ change isn’t easy. ❜ ❛ why did you help me? ❜ ❛ why do you hate me? ❜ ❛ i can’t even trust myself anymore. ❜ ❛ i was making sure you weren’t dead, since you never called. ❜ ❛ you look awful. what happened? ❜ ❛ are you here to kill me? ❜ ❛ you know you aren’t allowed in here, right? ❜ ❛ was that a friend of yours? ❜ ❛ two years later and you haven’t changed. ❜ ❛ you look like you just saw a ghost. ❜ ❛ nobody tells me what to do. ❜ ❛ you’re too scared to do it, aren’t you? ❜ ❛ come on. it can’t be that bad. ❜ ❛ i hope to repay your kindness someday. ❜ ❛ just let me do this for you. ❜ ❛ why were they coming after you? ❜ ❛ how many people have you killed? how many? ❜ ❛ how much do you value your life? ❜ ❛ you don’t know when to give up, do you? ❜ ❛ don’t lie to me. ❜ ❛ i’m not sober enough to talk about this. ❜ ❛ have a drink with me. ❜
“ hello, ” oswald greets, a tight-lipped smile and a nod offered, the action necessary as he knows the other can’t quite hear him yet. it’s a routine by this point: oswald waits with his back to the door for the familiar face to appear, arms full of plastic bags, & watches as he slumps them down onto the counter and reaches to pause the muffled music that seeps from headphones out into the open air. mother calls from her bedroom,
oswald? who is this? ' it’s edward, mother. oh, sweet boy, what does he bring me this time?
swift he is to meet edward by the counter, reaching into the newly freed bags to begin to unpack. “ oh, i’m sure she won’t notice the difference - we have a flour box, anyhow, the bags don’t stick around long. ” a chuckle, though his voice was somewhat hushed. oswald’s smile is unmoved, heart warmed by the concern for his mother’s comfort. “ she’s doing much better, thank you for asking. heh - it’s funny, she used to always insist that putting an onion in one’s sock would draw out the toxins in the body. i always fought her on it, i figured there was plenty to pick on without smelling of onions, but she’s right! it’s worked wonders! . . . of course, some nyquil in her evening tea was also beneficial, but that can be kept between us. ”
“ she’s been asking after you lately - for small things, honey, tea, that sort of thing. i suspect she enjoys the company when i’m not around. you make her happy, i just want to express that i’m very grateful for that. ”
edward cocked his head slightly to one side, listening intently at the home-remedy of a cold as he helped unpack everything from their plastic bags; that wasn't a necessary part of his deliveries but it was just something extra he did for gertrude specifically. "I-" he wanted to say something. i doubt that works, he thought. sounds like a placebo. but he bit back his thoughts. she seemed old-world. it would be pointless and hurtful to argue against any anecdotal remedies. "At the Orphanage, they usually just um..." edward nudged at his glasses again, fighting for a moment as the corner of a bag caught in the handle of the plastic. "Um, prayed. But sometimes they had uh- ipecac. They said once you threw it up, you felt better but..." his sentence was cut short, and he simply shook his head in disagreement at such a treatment.
"I got the honey."
it was pulled from the bag seconds later. a glass jar, the organic kind that she preferred. "She makes me happy too. She's-" edward's mouth opened. then closed again, then opened again, like he was trying to catch the words. he was never good at expressing himself verbally and this was the most socialization he's had all week. maybe that's why he lingered at the kapelput residence longer than need-be. "She's unlike anyone else I've met. Genuinely kind. I feel like a lot of kindness is uh... performative but hers isn't. She's a good person." edward paused, arms bent at the elbow and his fingers idly picking at one another. "Which reminds me- I'm set to graduate college early. My professor is going to help me get a job at an accounting firm. I might have to come a different day, but I'm willing to still get your mom's groceries for her."
"Hi." Edward stepped in through the front door, arms full of grocery bags. he preferred to only make one trip up and down those apartment stairs, he wasn't in the greatest of shape, although that meant that each arm had to be loaded up with four to five bags; but it wasn't so bad. gertrude was one of his favorite people that he delivered to. her son was always kind to him too.
with a slight grunt, edward raised both arms in one heave and rested everything up on the counter. hoo. he let out a huff, and now with his hands free, he could pause the loud metal music that was blaring through the noise-cancelling headphones that were askew on his head. "Okay, they- uh. They um... I had to get a different brand of the, uh, the flour your mom always gets. Hopefully it's fine- I can't imagine there's um... Much of a difference." edward cleared his throat and bumped his glasses up the bridge of his nose after pulling his arms out of the bags handles. "How is she? She told me last week she was feeling a bit under the weather."
@umbrellicide
(starter call perhaps...)
Young Edward (Riddler) 🐀
"Work has been bad lately." Edward stared downward at nothing in particular, fiddling absently with his phone; his thumb picking at the edge of the case. "I- There is, um... There's this guy there, who has only been there a few months, and is already a case leader. I'm turning my work into him. I think... I don't know. Maybe his dad has pull, or something. I do all the work and he gets the bonuses." there wasn't so much anger in edward's voice, but it was down-trodden. tired. he let out a sigh and his gaze only passed over Dr. Meridian a moment before focusing up at the ceiling. "And he calls me this name- I think he might be making fun of me."
@vntagetee
" Would you shut up?! " Kai barks sharply at the other as he cries out in pain, SLAPPING a hand over Edward's mouth to muffle the sound until he's dragged him safely into the back of the van and closes the door behind him. Wild strands of cerulean stick to his mess of face paint and sweat as he moves to take a better look at his leg as Edward slowly pulls his pant leg up. Gushes of crimson start to dribble onto the van floor and the morbid part of Kai wants to examine the wound much LONGER, until the other snaps him back to reality.
" I know what to do, just try not to fucking pass out on me. " Kai mutters, slipping a dark-colored sweater off of himself and taking a cruel-looking hunting knife from his belt to slice through the material to make it easier to wrap around Edward's injured leg. " What the fuck were you thinking, Ed? That in a hurry to get killed by a bunch of pigs? " He looks up at the other man briefly as he tightens the fabric into a SECURE knot.
not just cops but dirty cops. the kind that wouldn't think twice about emptying their clip in both of them and claiming it self defense. paying off the judge to agree that it was the two lowly citizens that incited the incident, and wound up dead for it. "I told you I didn't want to come with you!" ed snaps back in a whispered-yell. running, sneaking, these were not his strong suit. he was invisible but only out in the open; he looked unassuming and harmless. no one would look twice at him and suspect something unsavory but sneaking around the back alleys of gotham city, trying to catch of glimpse of who was picking up drops money- no, no, no. one funny step had him bumping into overfilled trashcans, causing rats to scatter and beer bottles to break.
he dropped himself back against the van's flooring, inhaling sharply through clenched teeth as kai cut off the circulation to the wound. "I need to go to the hospital," edward pleaded. "I-I'm losing a lot of blood." he was starting to feel a bit woozy already. but it was hard to tell if it was actually from loss of blood, or if it was his anxiety.
Edward coming down from the euphoria of being the Riddler
