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[deciphertheriddler]

"Happy Valentine's Day!" Em hands Eddie a chocolate kiss and a Mickey and Minnie Mouse Valentine's Day card. "I hope you and Roxxy have a good time together!"

Little acts of kindness and taking part on holidays will always be things that Eddie can't get used to. He blinks, confused, before accepting the gifts and smiling. "Ah... That's nice. Thank you. I'm sure we will. But." He frowns, getting a little distressed. "I didn't think of getting anything to you... Sorry... I never got those type of stuff before... I-I didn't know I should get things to my friends too. I will compensate on the next opportunity."

@draggeddowntothedark

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I know I should do something valentine's related, but I really, really don't feel like it and doing 1 thing already drains me a lot, so if you ship with me, I'm sorry. You're stuck with the acearo brazilian. Not only it's not vday here (which always makes it weird for me lol) but I'm not a very romantic person naturally. I will think of ways to make up for that later.

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@ignisregina

The place is without a doubt an abandoned house, but it doesn't look as bad as it could, considering it's Gotham. It had a colorful façade, now mostly faded and an unkept garden, but booming with flowers. The front gate is open, and it's easy to spot some sort of trail leading to the back of the house.

There's... A voice coming from inside. It isn't Eddie's. Nor is it anyone she knows. But there's someone apparently talking to themselves inside.

The door at the back is ajar.

Proceed?

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[deciphertheriddler]

Every time I talk about Riddler in real life, and I of course mention this blog, I always have to preface everything with "well MY riddler is like that, but you have to consider he has a lot of stuff going on in his life".

And indeed. He has come a long way. While I don't feel like my Riddler differs from canon in a way that I'd call ~ my version ~, this guy went through stuff that shaped him. I don't think he's exactly better for it, but I'm proud of him. I think he progressed a lot mentally. Even if. He's still in serious need of some proper psychological care.

Yes, I think he came up with some new ways to delude himself, probably has some big codependency issue going on, but the fact he can describe himself as happy is enough to make me emotional.

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god I wish that was me

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Poor guy, he got the short end of the stick.

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He nods. "That was a smart plan. And even if it's just bruises, we need to take care of that, ok?"

Once again, he was in a situation he didn't know how to deal, and it wasn't like there was any reading that could help him out. This was... Not the ideal parenthood situation after all.

"It's ok to be scared. And smart too. Because he really is powerful, and I doubt he will just let it slide. I know from experience. But also because of that, I can tell you we can deal with whatever he does. I will protect you and your siblings. And we will bite back if he dares to get close. We have allies. And intelligence. But we need to act together from now on, ok? I need to know your plans, so I can help you out."

"𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐇𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚...." 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. "𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭. 𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐝." 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. "𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐢𝐧, 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞." 𝐏𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. "𝐈... 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞? 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝..."

[deciphertheriddler]

The thing with people is, they're terrible puzzles. Too many variables, and some of them not even rational. He tried to follow her line of thought, but... Had no idea what she meant with all this. Could she be trying to distance herself from him? But if so, why would she want to make sure he liked her? Was it just so it could hurt more, and she could watch his heartbreak... No, it couldn't be it. Natalie was kind. Right?

He bounced on his feet a little without even realizing, making a low distressed sound as he thought about it. "I. I do. Is it because I'm a criminal? You want me to stop? You think I will hurt you? I won't. I like you. Why would I do that?"

"... I know I don't really deserve you. But. If you wanted. It would be nice..." He squeezed his fingers hard, trying to force himself to actually calm himself down to listen to what she had to say before panicking.

Natalie had never felt so nervous in her life. Heart fluttering, hands sweaty. "It's... kinda serious. Like not in a bad way! It might be even a good way! ... I'm really bad at this."

Deep breath. She could do this.

"So... I. Like you. Like you-like you, like I'd like to go on dates... maybe... be like a girlfriend. You're strange, but... you can be really sweet. And real. I don't ever feel like you're disingenuous. There's good in you. A lot... of good. But just because there's good doesn't mean... I've been hurt before. I don't usually let things get this far emotionally before I tell..." Natalie's voice quivered. This was so hard. She didn't want to see how his face would change once he knew.

"... I don't know how to say it... just... just tell me at least I'm not making a fool of myself. That you're actually interested in me beyond friendship."

[deciphertheriddler]

what if beach day filler ep

(im sorry for repeatedly blorbofying him)

[deciphertheriddler]

"Why would I be? I hate that guy, tried to kill him before, nothing new in our family. I'm proud."

He looks at her, frowning in confusion. "You don't look happy. Are you hurt? Are you scared of his revenge?" He sits down and pats the seat by his side. "Come here. Tell me about it."

"𝐒𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝..." 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬. 𝐀 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝. "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐡 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝?"

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He was in a goofy mood

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Your daughter stabbed the Roman.

"Stabbed? Hm, that must be Kitty. Kam is more of an arsonist."

"Is he dead? That would be fun. But I'm happy either way. She's very strong, right? In her age, I'd only cower in fear."

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Edward steps inside, hands in his pockets, feeling awkward like ever, but nothing abnormal for him. He eyes the house with curiosity, battling the wish to touch and analyze everything.

Wait. Did he say hi? He should have said hi before going into exploration mode. Bad, Eddie, bad!

"... Hi." He faces her, sheepishly. "Sorry. You called me. Do you need something? Is it serious?"

Did Natalie kick her friends out? Yup. Was she now making a rut in the floor with her pacing? Yup. Would calling her out for either of these things make her feel better? Absolutely not!

Ack, this is why she came out ASAP on dating apps- no worry about the reactions over the phone. But Eddie was first her friend... ugh. Why did he have to be so cute.

The soft knock at her door made her heart nearly stop, but she bolted over it anyway.

"Eddie! Uh. Hi. Um. Come in?"

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He thinks a little bit about it. "Then this won't do." Collecting the pens again, he mixes and lines them up together one more time. "Try now. Again."

Why that one... Natalie genuinely thought this over for a few moments.

"Huh. I mean, I meant to just. Pick at random. I guess the middle one I really noticed first."

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He smiles, a little embarrassed but ultimately happy. "Fine." Grabbing the red pen, he does some annotations on his journal.

It's different, having someone nearby when he is writing down his thoughts. Intimate in a way that is completely different from anything. Like he could open his head, vomit all his worst thoughts in the floor, and still be loved.

Feels good. And he feels like being around Roxxy in general makes him less prone to writing until he can barely open his hands. His thoughts just... Feel less loud nowadays. Like they can quiet down, so he can enjoy things.

Still writing, he offers her his free hand. Just to keep the contact and ensure that she's there with him.

She tapped the middle one with a talon, smiling up at Eddie. “That one. Your handwriting always looks so good in red pen.” It contrasted his liberal use of greens so very well.