#soft-riddler

[acid-ixx]

(name) wayne, gagged and tied to a chair:

the villain, untying their gag: hahaha! i have kidnapped you for ransom and your father only has 5 hours left to save you by paying me!!!

(name) wayne: damn bruh my father hasn't spoken to me in 13 and a half years i don't think he's coming for me at all, better if you shoot me instead lmao cause i don't think batman would save me either

villain: ...

yan! villain, untying your ropes: welp, kidnapping is basically illegal adoption, am i right?

(name) wayne: as long as i'm fed three times a day and you read me bed time stories before i sleep then i guess that counts?

yan! villain: sweetheart, you are getting more than that.

[timethehobo]

Quick break doodle but I’ve been playing SS KTJL and honestly game flaws aside, I’m just happy to finally play as the rogues. Loved Boomie years back, still enjoying him now.

[robot-carl]

Have some soft Scriddler. As a treat.

[finz-art]

These two lovebirds mirror the happiness I experienced when the lovely @skxtchyghost asked me to draw scriddler for them! You better believe I wept a tear of joy, before jumping at the chance like a starved hyena! X'D❤️🖤🤍

Riddler & Scarecrow (c) DC comics Art (c) Finzphoenix

[jonathan-cranes-mistress-of-fear]

Jonathan and Edward as school kids, who initially start out as rivals but become close friends due to both being bullied.

Pushing each other on the swings to try and make the other person go a full loop

Helping with homework, where Edward may not be good at science, and Jonathan may not be good at math.

Sharing lunch, both have sack lunches they have to prepare themselves, because neither of the future rogue's parents care enough to pack them food. Not even a PPJ.

Just, two kids trying to face the world together

[ghost-bxrd]

Okay so I know this wasn’t the intention, but I read the most recent part of Owl Song and now I can’t stop thinking about Ivy, Jason, and Dick.

Like, in canon she fought both of them as Robin (I think??? I’m pretty sure she was around for Dick’s Robin) and she’s one of the better Rogues in terms of motive and morals. She probably cared for both of them somewhat, so how do you think she (and the other semi-decent rogues) took it when Jason died?

Ah I see how it is, we’re unpacking the good questions now!!!

So at first Ivy probably didn’t notice. Let’s be real, she’s got better things to do then play “keeping up with the batfamily”, and yeah, sure, some of her plants have been getting agitated the more days went by without sightings of either Robin or his loyal shadow (either Batman or Talon/Nightwing), but eh, maybe they’re on vacation or something.

But then Batman is back on the streets and it’s BadTM. Even simple thugs need to be hospitalized, more than one comes close to actually dying (one even flatlines for a moment) and Ivy gets suspicious. Not enough to raise any alarms just yet, still, odd. And still no sight of Robin anywhere.

And then the Joker keeps being found. All over Gotham. Her plants her agitated, they keep whispering about the child-from-the-clocktower and the-one-who-is-cold. And even Ivy can’t keep turning a blind eye.

At first she checks in with Harley, but her girlfriend she doesn’t have any insight either having just returned from a mission with the Birds of Prey (timeline? What timeline). So, dead end. And Crane is a no-go because the Bat hospitalized him with way too many broken bones just the other day.

Two-face it is, but Harvey (both sides of him) are equally as disturbed by the Bat’s sudden volatility as Ivy and he is now on board with trying to find out just what made the Bat snap.

(At this point she’s having a veeery bad feeling about this. Especially because even weeks later Robin is still suspiciously absent from the streets, and there are only whispers of Talon/Nightwing and even her plants can’t seem to pin down either of them.)

Next up is the Riddler, who is already neck-deep into investigation (because how dare Batman not appreciate all his carefully laid riddles and instead punch in faces of low time criminals! And also he may be a teeny-tiny bit worried about the sassy sidekick but SUE him, the kid grows on you like a particularly stubborn case of the pocks ok!?) and immediately agrees to a temporary ceasefire.

So now we have part of the rogue gallery joining forces to find out just wtf is going on, and their next bet is the elusive Catwoman.

And let’s say Selina doesn’t know who Batman is but she’s got soft spot for the big burry anyway so she’s CONCERNED ok? It doesn’t take much persuasion to join forces with the rest of the rag-tag group of high profile rogues to figure this out, and her next proposition is this: grill the Penguin for information.

Oswald Cobblepot is SO not prepared for the joint forces of Catwoman, Two-Face, Riddler, Harley, and Ivy and before long he’s telling them what little he knows about the Joker and his excursion to Ethiopia.

And they all just kinda— freeze. Because— what? No, Robin can’t be dead. Robin is magic. That spunky little kid who’d throw pebbles at Riddler, the one who’d always try to pick-pocket Catwoman, the one urging Harley to leave-the-Joker-he’s-an-ass, the one who always drives Harvey insane with his prime numbers, the one who’d stalked all the way into Robinson park just to ask Ivy how to save the little potted plant he’d been gifted—-

No, no he can’t be dead… right?

But he is. And the talon who’d always kept him safe? That one is gone, too. Nobody knows where he went, but Batman is unspooling, and unspooling fast. And the rogues… well, for once they keep quiet. they don’t give Batman any additional grief (god knows he’s got enough) and instead now make it a point to keep kids out of their business in silent solidarity.

From that day forward any and all people who try to associate themselves with the Joker get taken down by them with extreme prejudice. You think Batman is bad? Try spouting some Joker loving bullshit in front of Ivy. She doesn’t even have to ask her plants to gut you and hang you from the carousel at amusement mile like a Christmas ornament. And god forbid you say anything negative about Robin.

[acapelladitty]

could I possibly prompt you to write a fic in which our favorite riddle boy (general dc) comforts a transmasc reader after a nightmare? I'm not projecting or anything. don't look at me.

Have a short little thing, bby! And stop eating cheese before you go to sleep!!

The exact plot of the nightmare had fizzled away as consciousness claimed you with a starled gasp, but the fallout from the horrors had not. Your fingers curling so desperately into the sheets that your knuckles appear almost chalk white, the uneven stutter of your breath is messy and panicked - even as you try to get it under control before it wakes up the sleeping redhead to your side.

"Bad dream?" Edward asks, his voice thick with sleep and lacking any of its usual smugness. His hair stands on end, red and sharp against the pale pillows and the frantic beating of your heart gently begins to slow as you feel the soft rhythm of his chest attempting to lull your own to peace.

Or, not so sleeping after all it seems, as his hand is warm as it snakes around your waist and pulls you close, forcing you flush against his chest while he adjusts his position to allow you to settle comfortably.

"Yeah."

It's a quiet, sombre answer but one that Edward doesn't press any further; his own experiences with the terrors that night could bring having long been a factor in your evening rest.

"Will you sleep again, handsome? Or are we both to suffer a sleepless night?"

Smiling at his question, you match his body with your own as you loop your arm around his thin waist and settle your head on his chest - the sparse hair which covers his upper body tickling your cheek as you sigh.

"I'll sleep," you mutter, "especially knowing I have a big, strong genius to keep me safe."

Although you can't see it, you can sense his smirk at the obvious attempt at flattery and your eyes flutter close as you steadily breathe away the remnants of your nightmare and settle against the warmth which Edward willingly provides.

[wanderingmind867]

John Glover is a very lackluster Riddler, in my opinion. He doesn't have that crazy mania that I want, y'know? I want Frank Gorshin amounts of energy when I see The Riddler. The Riddler and The Joker should really be good friends. Because there's a thin line between their behaviour patterns, in my mind. And they both should have incredible laughs. Frank Gorshin is the Riddler to beat. Nobody can do it. Wally Wingert comes very close, but he isn't always as crazy as Gorshin. So that makes him come in at a close second.

John Glover is a good actor with a smooth voice (one who'd probably be good at the theatre or at audiobooks). But he isn't maniacal. He's more "Bond Villian" esque. He feels less entertaining to watch, because there's less energy and excitement. His Riddler feels kind of like The Penguin, but Paul Williams already did such a good Penguin! They wrote Riddler as frivolous, in my opinion. And I hate it. He could've been great, but no. No, we get the boring criminal genius archetype, and it doesn't even have any accompanying craziness.

[thesulkycroissant]

I know this is creepy for sure, the way it reads,

but I have not gotten the idea out of my mind since I read this of Riddler having genuine affection for the Robins

Like I read this and immediately thought of Riddler saving Tim-as-Robin from a Joker scheme bc of his outrage at what happened to Jason, and if I get up the energy I might even write it

[sunaddicted]

Pillow Talk (Riddlebird Week, day 6)

Back to some Reeves!universe riddlebird for @riddlebirdweek day 6: cliché - I did write a riddle and it sucks, yikes

***

Edward watched the other man through lowered lids; to someone who didn't know him, it might have seemed like he was shooting a languid and seducing stare but the truth was that he was squinting hard, legally blind without his glasses.

Not that he needed them to know Oswald, body heavy with the satisfaction of orgasm, slumped next to him amidst rumpled sheets; unbuttoned shirt still on his shoulders; cigarette smoke curling out the corner of his mouth.

He reached out, bitten-short nails raking through his chest hair, revelling in the texture of it - getting a thumb swiping his fringe out of his forehead in exchange, the absentminded tenderness of the gesture bubbling like champagne through his veins and seemingly setting on fire every little bruise, hickey and imprint that Oswald had buried in his flesh.

Edward knew that he was addicted to him: he just hoped that Oswald had no idea of it.

“I'm overused and abused, my meaning often misconstrued. Though trite and worn, I still persist, a common thread that's hard to miss. What am I?” He tilted his head to the side “Well, what are you?”

“You didn't like my performance, sweetheart? I'm not as well-read as you are but I'm sure calling me trite and worn isn't exactly a compliment” Oswald slid his thumb from the other's temple to the curve of his chin, gently tilting his head up “If you put this pretty mouth of yours to use, I'm sure I can go again in a few”

Edward rolled his eyes “Just answer the riddle”

(Continues to ao3)

[gl1tchr]

Whispers by Passenger is very Dano Riddler me believes

[scitzophren]

Went to the dentist today, my jaw hurts.

[scleracentipede]

hello pj! I hope y'all doing great! <3 i was wondering what do you like about arkhamverse scriddler? kinda for example i like how they look like an old married couple that argues everyday but that for them it's silly and keeps the passion on top

hi❣️❣️I hope ur doing good too!!

God what don’t I love about them 😭 I mean we all remember the tension of the “are you trying to appeal to my ego Crane?” tape ??

I love that their both stinky old men who love each other but in a quiet private way but clearly drive each other nuts. I love the idea of Edward helping Crane recovery after Crocs attack and still loving him with him now having acquired disabilities (dude can clearly barely walk and is clearly quiet blind now) and scarred - love without the requirement of being in good health or looking the same way for ever. Real timeless love ya know?

For me they are this:

[nicoscheer]

The reel

[natsuki-bakery]

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[werewolfoffeverswamp]

still unpacking after moving and im finding a bunch of old/good shit and shit ive been missing but the most valuable was my favorite pencil that i didn’t even know was my favorite. ive had terrible art block (depression) for months and get extremely frustrated every time i try to draw (it always comes out not how i want it) but i saw this pencil in a box and i said. oh my god. if i pick up that pencil i will be able to draw again i think. and i spent the next hour doodling and got some fun stuff out of it. so i guess i just needed a really good pencil