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for those that cant read what selina’s saying bc her accent is v. yknow its a heavy meow accent

“We was both in solitary when it happened. They all came in and held her down because she tripped one of the guards accidentally, and they thought she was fighting back when she struggled;; because she was wheezing so bad… Held her until she stopped Breathing. Mymyhh. Myhen th. They took her body where they take the documents to incincerate them.”

made a ventfic based on my experiences in alternative school

this fic is modified from two separate real life events ive gone through and/or witnessed. i dont feel like going into detail but i might eventually pull up the article later

Content warning: Institutionalization, prison, murder, copious medical abuse, self injury, manipulation, misgendering

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made a ventfic based on my experiences in alternative school

this fic is modified from two separate real life events ive gone through and/or witnessed. i dont feel like going into detail but i might eventually pull up the article later

Content warning: Institutionalization, prison, murder, copious medical abuse, self injury, manipulation, misgendering

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“Hey? Um I’m not sure if...Have you seen Mary?”

“Miss Nashton, these sessions are for personal use. I must request that you refrain from mentioning other patients during your appointed therapy time.”

“I’m not- Look! I uh! I just! Wanna know where she is? Please?”

“If you must. She was transferred to a different facility.”

“...there is? No other facility? Why was she? Transferred. That makes no sense. What happened, to her, why are you keeping this a secret…”

“You must understand, this is a therapy session. Perhaps you’d like us to discuss your paranoia concerning this event…?”

Eddie doesn't say anything else for the rest of the session, falling further into nonverbalness the more questions his appointed therapist asks, each one more invasive than the last. Finally, after 20 minutes, Eddie is sent to lunch with the rest of the prisoners.

“They.” Jon begins, mask folded in front of them. It's never a good sign when Jon doesn't wear it. “Solitary. I was. I saw.”

Ed is quiet when he sits down next to Jon, giving them space enough to breathe. They don’t look well, and when their hands come up slowly and carefully, gaze twitchy and uneven, Ed knows it's something that the guards and orderlies don't want them discussing. If it were Jon being nonverbal in general, they wouldn’t make eye contact at all, but this time their gaze is squared upon Eddie’s nose as much as it can with their left eye the way it is.

Their fist circles an apology over their heart first, before tapping their chest with fingers and bringing two fingers to their eyes, gesturing around the room vaguely. Looking nonchalant, they jerk a thumb towards one of the orderlies, then hold up three fingers.

“...Three of them. At. once? Is Dollie okay. Is she…”

Jon swallows hard, gaze dropping. Their hand mimics using an inhaler before they point to the med station, shaking their head.

“Jon, is she ok! Just? tell me? about Baby Dahl. That’s All i Want to? Know…”

Jon says nothing still, only sets their hand to their throat gently, then drops it to the table, staring blankly at their reconstituted potatoes.

“They told me? she was transferred to a different prison.”

“...Clearly they lied.” Jon whispers, seeming so exhausted by even nonverbal conversations. Eddie watches them absently pick up gross potato slop with a bare hand and scoop it into their mouth.

When Selina joins them, her gaze is similarly stunned, but she leans over to Eddie conspiratorily, careful not to get close enough to touch him. “Me myas both yin souhitary myen it happyind.” Her voice is low, but her accent and speech pattern is disorienting enough that the guards can’t tell what she’s talking about. “Yhey myall came in yaund meld myir down miyause she tripped myon of the ‘yards haxxidendsally yand myey thought shyiy myas fighting byack myen she struggled myause she myaus mheezing s’byad… Meld’ir yontil she syopped breyfing. Mymyhh. Myhen th. Myey took myir body myere they tyik myih myokuments tuh myincincerate them.”

Eddie doesn’t eat. Eventually the white clad orderlies notice this and bodily drag Eddie back to his cell without warning him, leaving him screaming and thrashing the entire time until one of the nurses is summoned, plunging sedative into his neck with no warning. Everything is still there, but things feel wrong and sluggish for hours, and in the isolation of his cell he finds himself numb and afraid.

So he starts to seek stimulation. Anything to drag him out of the numbness the sedative brings. He’s slow and clumsy like this, but he manages to reel back and make contact with the wall. It barely feels like anything, so he does it again. And again. He thuds his head against the brick repeatedly, until there’s a spot of blood and the pain blossoming in his forehead burns unpleasantly enough to keep him focused and alive, not swimming in nothingness. It feels great, at least until he starts to get dizzy and lurches sideways.

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Sledge Hammer

Chapter 9

Summary:

On the edge of town, there was a blemish on the otherwise quaint, cute appearance of the small town. An abandoned house, left vacant for ages, left standing because of complicated legal battles regarding who exactly owned the land. The structure was in absolute disrepair, the wood rotting and glass broken. There were rumors. People said that at night a figure could be seen in the upstairs window. That was an easily disproved claim, Edward thought. In the dark of night, no one would be able to see anything through the windows.

Notes:

I can’t think of anything in this chapter that would require a warning but just let me know if you want something added. I’m sorry this took so long. I hit a bit of a low and had trouble making myself do much of anything. I tried my best to make it worth the wait ♥

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*Edward and Jonathan are out shopping*

Edward: Alright Jonathan. Here is the list of what we need. I need to make a pit stop. I'll meet you shortly.

Jonathan: *rolls eyes* Alright.

*Edward comes back 5 minutes later to find the cart loaded with 90% off Halloween products*

Edward: Jonathan. No.

Jonathan: *hisses*

Edward: Jonathan Crane you put those things back right NOW!

Jonathan: *hits Edward with the cart and scurries his way to the check out while hrooing and hraaing. Edward just sighs and gets the shit they came for*

*After they get home*

Edward: I can't believe you dropped 100 dollars on Halloween shit.

Jonathan: *holding his precious cargo* I can't believe you dropped a 100 dollars on a fashion sense you don't even have.

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DC SHIP AES. – [1/?]

⤷ Scriddler (Scarecrow/Riddler)

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*riddler voice* riddle me this: I’m Gay

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Hey scriddler community please validate me

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Okay so i made my own design for the Riddler?? He’s blind and full of sass

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more Scriddler and Arkfam 

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chap 2 of folklore au eat this fic with ur eyeballs 4 fun if thats a thing ud like

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theres sm mentions of a past injury if thats a problem

“Righty-rain, then, we’ve got a lot of ground to cover if we’re going to get to the Atlantic Ocean.”

“…No.”

Éad jerks his head to the side to level the small brown twig of a creature an angry look.

“Jon, ya daft lil thing! You’ve given me your name of your own accord, my sweet. You…” he punctuates this with a small tap of his shillelagh at Jon’s nose “…don’t have an option in the matter, my wee one. You still haven’t paid me back yer boon, so ye come with me until ye do!”

Jon flinches at the contact, hissing, teeth like sharp blades of grass, beady black seed eyes looking unfocused. “…din du tha’h.”

“…Pardon?” Éad blinks back innocently leaning upon the shillelagh heavily, dark eyebrows raised to his bright red hairline.

“No touch. Rude. Ask.”

“I don’t recall giving you thae right ta demand things, but if ye���d like to be difficult, that’s a very fair request I suppose I can indulge a wee one like yerself. So small, it’d barely mind ye none. ”

He watches as Jon paces around him, dull amberbrown hair and black beady eyes like stones flickering softly in the strange light of the room, almost as if stalking prey. Those eyes never touch his own, whether unintentionally or otherwise, and Éad wonders vaguely if there’s power hidden there, or if Jon fears the contact itself. Their footsteps scratch upon the wood floor like stiff broom bristles, their fingers twitch behind their back, their shoulders hunched oddly.

“…Penny for your thoughts?”

It’s another good moment before Jon finally speaks.

“Yhe’ve khot me aen ounahship. Power aes what ye seek. An offae… Yih help. Yih help mae find my ootha pieces.”

“And why might you think I’ll help ye with tha’?” Éad snaps irritatedly, frowning as he grips his shillelagh in front of him, leaning upon it, stance wide.

“Yhae put it in hyour terms. Hyou think aem’ stupid?”

Well, shit, he had promised that as part of his terms, didn’t he? Damn and fuck, he’d barely even paid attention to it. He supposes he’s caught in this for now, for better or worse, so he shrugs.

“…Fine. Where are we headed, then? What’re we gonna find? How do I find these pieces, and what are they?” he grumbles, straightening his coat, smoothing out the red fabric of it, plucking lint from his green vest. His yellow-green eyes trace the lines in the corners of Jon’s beady brown-black ones, curious, wondering what they’re planning. Only, Jon gives no indication that they’re even listening, only presses both arms to the edge of the book that’s three times their size, pushing at it, trying to move it.

“…Would you like me to carry your luggage, your majesty??” he growls through gritted teeth, glaring at the book and its newfound owner. Jon finally looks up, and while their eyes don’t meet his, they at least make an attempt to focus on Éad’s face. At least it’s somewhat of a start.

“…Would hyu?”

The two stand there for quite a while, sizing each other up, before Éad finally heaves a heavy sigh and nods, despite the book still being rather large even for him, in his current state. He won’t admit it to Jon, but he’s been running for quite some time now. Being the property of a household wasn’t exactly ideal, but they’d fed him and kept him alive after their grandparents had imprisoned him as a common servant and drained him of his power for so long, broken his leg, even stranding him in the aftermath of the accursed Colonies, of all places, where the smell of blood was so strong. He’d seen other fair folk die, but it was another thing to smell the loss of an entire…

…Humans could be so cruel. He didn’t want to think about it, and he certainly didn’t want to know what had been lost. It wasn’t his place. It wasn’t his culture. He had his own issues to worry about, to keep himself alive.

It was the least he could do.

“Eddie, hye went away fhur a bit. Ya okay…?”

“…Why do you care?”

“We’ye koin’na be traev’lin t’kae’thr…w’kotsta kit alonhg t’kaaethr.”

Éad grimaces at that, cringing at the sound of just. Jon trying to stumble over the English language. It sounds…Bad.

“You sound like you gargled a fork. Just start leadin’ the way a’fores I change my mind, wee one.”

As far as journeys go, this is shaping up to be a weird one.

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I feel like if the rogues ever got in a fight with each other but didn’t want to have shoot outs or extreme violence they’d passive aggressively call the police on each other like

‘GCPD, what’s your emergency?’

‘Hello? Yes, I’d like to inform you that Edward Nigma is going to rob the Gotham City Bank at 8 pm tomorrow.’

‘Alright, and what’s your name?’

‘This is Jonathan Crane.’

’…sir, is this a prank call?’

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@riddlcr‘s previous Riddle and Chill masterlist has too many broken links and is poorly outdated. So here’s a new masterlist of Riddler’s movie and tv appearances. Please enjoy~ ( ◞･౪･) 

~ Animated Series~

Batman: the Animated Series ➥ If You’re So Smart Why Aren’t You Rich? ➥ What is reality? ➥ The Worry Men** ➥ Trial* ➥ Riddler’s Reform 

The New Batman Adventures ➥ Over the Edge* ➥ Mad Love** ➥ Judgement Day* 

Batman Beyond ➥ Black Out** ➥ Terry’s Friend Dates a Robot* ➥ Sneak Peek** ➥ Return of the Joker (Uncut)** 

Batman: the Brave and the Bold ➥ Legends of the Dark Mite!*  ➥ Mayhem of the Music Meister!* ➥ A Bat Divided!* ➥ The Criss Cross Conspiracy! ➥ The Knights of Tomorrow!* ➥ Crisis: 22,300 Miles Above Earth!* ➥ Mitefall!* 

The Batman ➥ Riddled ➥ Night and the City ➥ Riddler’s Revenge ➥ Rumors*

DC Superhero girls ➥ Super Hero High ➥ Riddle of the Heart* ➥ Intergalactic Games* ➥ Wild Side part 2

DC Shorts ➥ DC Super Friends: The Cape and the Clown ➥ DC Nation- Riddle Me This

Gotham Girls ➥ Gotham in Pink** ➥ Hear Me Roar**

Robot Chicken ➥ That Hurts Me* ➥ Endless Breadsticks* ➥ But Not in That Way* ➥ DC Comics Special ➥ DC Comics Special II ➥ DC Comics Special III*

Super Friends (1980) ➥ Around the World in 80 days*

Teen Titans Go! ➥ Real Boy Adventures* ➥ Yearbook Madness** ➥ Titans Show* ➥ The Streak*

Young Justice ➥ Terrors ➥ Misplaced* ➥ Usual Suspects*

Movies ➥ Batman: Assault on Arkham ➥ Batman: Return of the Caped Crusaders ➥ Batman: Under the Red Hood* ➥ LEGO Batman: The Movie- DC Super Heroes Unite* ➥ The LEGO Batman Movie*

~ Live Action~

Batman (TV Series) ➥ Hi Diddle Riddle ➥ Smack In the Middle ➥ A Riddle a Day Keeps The Riddler Away ➥ When the Rat’s Away, the Mice Will Play ➥ The Ring of Wax ➥ Give ‘Em the Axe ➥ Death In Slow Motion ➥ The Riddler’s False Notion ➥ Batman (1996 Movie) ➥ Batman’s Anniversary ➥ A Riddling Controversy ➥ Enter Batgirl, Exit Penguin* ➥ Ring Around The Riddler ➥ The Entrancing Dr. Cassandra* ➥ The Riddler Freestyle (song)

Gotham Season 1 ➥ Pilot* ➥ Selina Kyle* ➥ Arkham* ➥ Viper* ➥ Spirit of the Goat* ➥ The Mask* ➥ Harvey Dent* ➥ Lovecraft* ➥ What the Little Bird Told Him* ➥ Welcome Back, Jim Gordon* ➥ The Fearsome Dr. Crane* ➥ The Scarecrow* ➥ The Blind Fortune Teller* ➥ Everyone Has a Cobblepot* ➥ Beasts of Prey* ➥ Under the Knife* ➥ The Anvil of the Hammer* ➥ All Happy Families Are Alike*

Season 2 [ Rise of the Villains / Wrath of the Villains ] ➥ Damned If You Do… * ➥ Knock, Knock* ➥ Strike Force ➥ Scarification* ➥ By Fire ➥ Mommy’s Little Monster ➥ Tonight’s the Night ➥ A Bitter Pill to Swallow ➥ The Son of Gotham ➥ Worse Than A Crime ➥ Mr. Freeze ➥ This Ball of Mud and Meanness ➥ Mad Grey Dawn ➥ Prisoners ➥ Into the Woods ➥ Azrael ➥ Unleashed ➥ A Legion of Horribles ➥ Transference

Season 3 [ Mad City / Heroes Rises ] ➥ Better to Reign in Hell… ➥ Look Into My Eyes ➥ New Day Rising ➥ Anything for You ➥ Follow the White Rabbit ➥ Red Queen ➥ Blood Rush ➥ The Executioner ➥ Time Bomb ➥ Beware the Green-Eyed Monster ➥ Ghosts ➥ Smile Like You Mean It*** (voice only) ➥ The Gentle Art of Making Enemies ➥ How the Riddler Got His Name ➥ These Delicate and Dark Obsessions** ➥ The Primal Riddle ➥ Light The Wick ➥ All Will Be Judge ➥ Pretty Hate Machine ➥ Destiny Calling / Heavydirty soul

Movies ➥ Batman Forever ➥ Batman and Robin**

*Small appearances or cameos only **Mentioned or costume cameo only

If there are any issues with the links or if there is anything you want me to add please let me know :)

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Scarecrow, bursting into my room at 3 am in the morning with full intention to kill me: I am fear incarnate, the living epitome of your most wretched and most terror fil nightmares. Any last words?

Me:

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(request) scriddler for @lycanthropanic !!  oddly one of my most popular request? do i just attract scriddler shippers? :D

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Here’s the new alignment chart for the gays

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No Excuses

By Indiana

Characters: Edward Nygma, Jonathan Crane

Synopsis: If it can’t be their excuse, it can’t be yours either.  For @angsty-firefli.  Hope you do better, buddy.

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Exoskeletons For Children

Pairing: Jonathan Crane/Edward Nygma

Warnings: Child Abuse, Panic Attacks

Summary:

When he had first seen the boy beyond the window, they had only been ten years old.

Notes:

the title is from the song of the same name by Squalloscope. You can find it on their bandcamp c: Let me know what you guys think! ♥

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