#threadpull :: stephanie

[riddlesnap]

“Why many word when few word do trick?” / Stephanie as Spoiler, clearly trying to bother him

And just like that, Edward stopped everything he was doing - which just so happened to be him stealing a fabulous emerald he'd had his eye on for some months now. His gloved fingers were just inches, mere inches away from his coveted prize shimmering upon its bed of broken finery when she uttered those fated words, causing his head to snap straight in Spoiler's direction. Did she really just say that? After all the effort she had put into following his carefully-laid out clues? She did not just speak like an utter troglodyte after proving she had a modicum of intellect figuring out exactly how he'd intended to hit Gotham's Gem Rock Museum at precisely 2am in the morning! On Easter Monday of all days! Well, her attempt at trying to bother him worked because Edward scowled, his face the very picture of baffled bemusement and outright irritation. "Is this that... that caveman talk you teenagers are into these days? For shame. I had thought for just a moment you might be above the midwits in this city but clearly I was wrong." The emerald was quite forgotten, still lying inches away from his fingers but it was too late; the Riddler had been rattled, and by a teenager who thought it was funny to speak like a knuckle-dragger, no less! She was better than this. He expected better, and deserved it too!

[identitysolved]

@threadpull said: ❝ you mean more to me than you’ll ever know. ❞ / stephanie!

tim  felt  something  tighten  in  his  chest , keeping  his  gaze  strategically  away  from  stephanie.  he  wasn't  certain  if  he  was  supposed  to  hear  that  confession  from  the  other  or  not ,  but  either  way  his  stomach  twisted  and  his  chest  ached  as  he  fully  processed  them.  forcing  the  breath  caught  in  his  chest  out ,  tim  let  himself  be  centered  again  before  turning  toward  steph , that  cocky  and  overly  confident  smirk  that  was  his  most  comfortable  mask  falling  into  place  perfectly.

🙶 it's  you  and  me ,  girl  wonder 🙷  despite  the  mask ,  the  words  were  dripped  in  nothing  but  sincerity  as  he  finally  made  eye contract  with  stephanie.  🙶 no  matter  what.  nothing's  gonna  change  that.  🙷 

prompt ( accepting ) 

[fcrtnite]

“no  way.  steph,  that's  amazing!”  emily's  face  brightened  at  the  news  and  she  leaned  forward,  elbows  on  the  table.  listening  intently.  the  redhead  had  to  press  four  fingers  against  her  lips  to  stop  from  bursting  into  a  fit  of  laughter  in  the  busy  coffee  shop.  “i  would  hope  not?  i've  never  even  thought  about  that.  is  that really  what  goes through men's minds during?”  waving  a  hand  in  the  air,  “being  afraid  of  fracturing  a  person's  chest  doing  compressions  makes  sense,  but…  yeah,  that's  totally  bizarre. and low key creepy?”

@fcrtnite / STARTER CALL / STEPHANIE

Stephanie has asked Emily to grab coffee together and catch up. As always, Stephanie is excitable and happy to spend some time with Emily - she has always considered them to have quite a bit in common. Rebellious, stubborn.

"I'm renewing my CPR certificate," Stephanie shares. "And the most ridiculous thing happened in this class. This man asks about resuscitating women, how it's different. Instructor explains." She leans in. "Tell me why my guy says I don't want to touch her chest. Is having a boob in the way going to kill someone because he won't do chest compressions on them? Christ." She sounds incredulous, like she's been waiting all day to tell someone.