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kokirby 3 days
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pour myself over him, moon spilling inn 馃幎鈽傦笍
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incorrectbatfam 13 hours
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underrated dc duos?
Tim Drake and Bart Allen
Bruce Wayne and Zatanna
Jason Todd and Harley Quinn
Clark Kent and Jimmy Olsen
Roy Harper and Bizarro
Dick Grayson and some fucking peace and quiet
Stephanie Brown and Harper Row
Duke Thomas and Cassandra Cain
Cyborg and Beast Boy (they're popular but often overshadowed by the other Teen Titans)
Ted Kord and Booster Gold
Hal Jordan and Jaime Reyes
Alfred Pennyworth and Alfred the cat
Damian Wayne and Billy Batson
Oliver Queen and Barry Allen (think of the comedic potential)
Gotham resident and Metropolis resident
Gotham henchman and Metropolis henchman
Gotham insurance agent and Metropolis insurance agent
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notpikaman 10 hours
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f1zzlest1ckzz 2 days
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im funny
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intricate-ritualz 2 days
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ill be waiting for you in our next life time,聽
perhaps than聽
we will get this whole thing right
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just-an-enby-lemon 3 days
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One of the myriad of reasons the Isabellah story line genuinally pisses me off is how it goes against not only their version of Ed charactherization but in a deeper level against one of the core traits of who Riddler is.
One that no other adaptation dared to contradict before and that Gotham contradicts only this time (making it OOC even for this iteration of Ed): he needs to know things. He is curious by nature. A lot of media makes his curiosity to evem be compulsive.
The idea of Edward Nygma meeting a woman who looks like a clone of his dead ex and likes the same things that he does and not questioning it? Unphamtomable. Maybe if he thought she was a hallucination but the moment he understood she was real? He would forget the dinner not because he is in love but because he needs to know what the fuck is going on by any possible means.
Edward going "I'm not going to look a gift horse in the mouth" is genuinally off-putting. He is Riddler. And in all his forms Riddler is curious and despises people who don't ask questions. He is the first to look to this saying and point the troyan's horse as a proof this is stupid.
Everything about Isabellah is poorly writen, OOC and just a bad narrative. But as a Riddler appreciator this detail really pisses me off extra hard..
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gothamite400 2 days
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I WAS WATCHING GOTHAM. I PAUSED.
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HES RUNNING
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scarecrowspawn 3 days
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Let鈥檚 play my least favorite game called 鈥淚s the Abandoned Gotham ware house haunted or am I just hallucinating all the ghosts鈥
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Little edit I did
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yeah he'll show him "boytoy" alright
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Hug before work
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It is December sooo, perhaps a small little fic where Edward (your choice which version) tries to "sneakily" get his crush under the mistletoe with him.
Under the Mistletoe
Here you go, anon! I hope you enjoy!
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Holidays at the GCPD were something you never looked forward to it. It wasn鈥檛 the Christmas music, or the decorations, or the holiday spirit that got you down. In fact, you rather enjoyed it. But this time of year it seemed like all of Gotham鈥檚 criminals were out in full swing. And as a meager filing assistant, that left you with mountains of paperwork to sort through and put away.
You were dreading today, especially, since it was Christmas Eve. All you wanted was to spend the rest of your day huddled up on your couch, drinking hot chocolate and watching Christmas movies, but alas, you were forced to stay until your shift at ended at five. But as you walked into the GCPD, rubbing your cold hands together, you smiled at the decorations all around. Garland had been wrapped around the bannisters, and a small Christmas tree had been set up in one of the empty corners.
Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed Edward Nygma fussing with it, adjusting the branches and ornaments hanging on it. He pushed his glasses farther up on his nose, studying his work. Ah, it must鈥檝e been him who went through all this trouble to decorate the GCPD. Though鈥ou admitted you appreciated what he did. Unlike everyone else, who seemed to walk right over to work he put in, you took notice of it.
Smiling, you stepped closer to him. 鈥淗i, Ed,鈥 you said.
He jumped, your voice taking him aback. But he turned to you, once more pushing the glasses further up onto the bridge of his nose. 鈥淗ello,鈥 he said, addressing you. 鈥淚 thought you would鈥檝e had Christmas Eve off.鈥
鈥淚 could say the same for you,鈥 you laughed.
He smiled, shuffling back and forth between his feet. 鈥淒id you know that in order to deliver gifts on Christmas Eve to every child on Earth, Santa would have to travel 221 billion miles, spending .0002 of a second at each home?鈥
鈥淥h really?鈥 you asked, a bit surprised, but that was Ed for you 鈥 he was always spouting some strange trivia, fact, or riddle unprompted. But you smiled. 鈥淎nd just how did you figure that out?鈥
鈥淪imple math,鈥 he said, quickly explaining the complex equation that one would need to calculate Santa鈥檚 speed and delivery method.
You shook your head, laughing. 鈥淚 can鈥檛 believe we鈥檙e sitting here discussing how long it takes Santa to deliver presents,鈥 you said. 鈥淎nyways, it looks great Ed. Now I need to get to work before I get yelled at.鈥
鈥淵eah, okay,鈥 he said. 鈥淪ee you around.鈥
You smiled and walked away, hurrying over to your desk. But as you sat down, you were surprised to find a small candy cane resting atop several folders. A small ribbon with a green note was attached to it, and when you opened the card, you discovered a riddle inside.
I always need to stay on my toes. I guide Santa's sleigh with my shiny red nose. Who am I?
Rudolph, obviously. You smiled. Ah, of course. Ed must鈥檝e left it. It had the classic, tell-tale signs of something he鈥檇 do. You were sure he鈥檇 left one for everyone at their desks, it was the sort of kind, thoughtful gesture he鈥檇 do. You made a mental note to thank him later, but for now, you pushed your distractions aside and focused on the task at hand.
Time passed slowly and you worked for what felt like hours. When it finally came time for you to file some of the paperwork away, you stood and wandering into one of the nearby filing rooms, ready to deposit the folders into their designated spots. You鈥檙e just about to set one aside when you noticed a reindeer resting atop one filing cabinets. Rudolph, to be exact. And tucked underneath him was another candy cane, bearing a similar ribbon. Your curiosity piqued, you wandered over and grabbed the candy cane, opening the next note.
You can hold me and shake me, but I鈥檓 easy to break. I have lots of snow, even though it鈥檚 all fake! What am I?
A snow globe, you realized after a few moments of consideration. But you couldn鈥檛 help but wonder just what this meant, or where a snow globe even was. You wondered if there was another riddle hidden somewhere near a snow globe. Determined, you wandered out of the GCPD and through it鈥檚 halls, taking in all the Christmas decorations you could find. That was when you spotted it 鈥 a snow globe resting over on one of the desks. And just as you suspected, you found a third candy cane resting there. Once more, you picked it up and opened the note attached.
This is a green plant you see towards the end of the year, and when you stand under it, you might kiss somebody dear. What is it?
A mistletoe, you realized. Which meant there had to be a fourth candy cane hidden somewhere near another mistletoe. You grinned, wondering what the next riddle would be, finding yourself quite enjoying the little scavenger hunt. It was a nice distraction from the mountains of paperwork piling up before you.
You wandered through the GCPD, searching the doorways and ceilings for any sign of a mistletoe. And there 鈥 you spotted it right outside the breakroom, attached to the doorframe, vibrant green and hanging down slightly. You approached, desperate to know what was in store next, but when you wandered under it, you frowned.
Because there was nothing for you. No candy cane, no next riddle. Disappointment settled over you and you put your hands on your hips. Well, this certainly couldn鈥檛 be the end of the scavenger hunt, now could it?
That was when you heard a noise, the slight roughness of someone clearing their throat. You turned around to find Ed standing there.
鈥淗ello,鈥 he said, his cheeks pink. 鈥淣ice seeing you here.鈥
You held up one of the candy canes. 鈥淵ou鈥檝e been leaving these around Ed. Tell me what I鈥檓 missing at this one?鈥
鈥淲ell, you鈥檙e鈥︹ he paused. Shifted on his feet, eyes darting everywhere else but you, before finally settling back on your face. 鈥淒id you know that mistletoes are actually poison to humans?鈥
You blinked, surprised. 鈥淣o, actually. I didn鈥檛 know that.鈥
鈥淵ou really want to keep it away from pets and children,鈥 he continued quickly.
鈥淲ell鈥hanks for letting me know,鈥 you said. You brushed a lock of hair behind your ear and looked away, unsure of what else to say. 鈥淲ell, thank you for the candy canes. That鈥檚 really sweet.鈥
You鈥檙e just about to walk past him when he says, 鈥淲ait 鈥 wait. It鈥檚 bad luck to not kiss under the mistletoe.鈥
You paused, looking back at him. Studied the way he rung his hands together nervously, looking back at you and then away. Your heart fluttered in your chest, and you smiled. Well, he was pretty cute.
鈥淢r. Nygma, was this all a ploy to get me under the mistletoe?鈥 you asked.
He smiled, his eyes sparkling. 鈥淲hat if it was?鈥
You laughed. For someone who was so shy and awkward, his ploy to get you under the mistletoe was rather sneaky. 鈥淲ell, you鈥檙e quite the riddle, aren鈥檛 you?鈥 you asked.
He only grinned wider, but you smiled, grabbed his shoulders, and stood on your tiptoes to kiss him. Maybe a kiss was the perfect reward for solving his riddles after all.
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intricate-ritualz 3 days
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i wanted her EXPLODED .
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