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Ima move my Riddler muse from his hiatused blog because I miss Eddie but don't have the spoons for a single muse rn. So comic Eddie is gonna be here now~

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yo. Gonna put Ed on my multi for now. He’ll be back here eventually I’m sure because I love having him as his own blog too much (it’s his fault he likes all the attention) but I’ve been missing him and the partners I have. So please come bug me here!

Ima move my Riddler muse from his hiatused blog because I miss Eddie but don't have the spoons for a single muse rn. So comic Eddie is gonna be here now~

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𝑬𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝑬𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒔

𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑎𝑔

#the chaos of just getting into a tub clothes #clothed* #i feel like he'd hate the sensory stuff with this but its a funny pic still

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                “ okay mom & dad, your flying grayson is about to take the great leap. or as they say in french, le grand saut. down, down, & away. i’d say i wish you could see me now, but i know you’re watching me — i can feel angels on my shoulders. & probably a bat too. ”

indie, selective & mutuals only dick grayson of detective comics. pre-52 & hcs based. risked falling by shiri.      / personals dni.

#we love Shiri

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*hugs @knightnoir*

#Sheep I missed you #i was like 'who the fuck is this new bat blog -- oh it's friendshaped' #i didnt actually say that #i love seeing bat blogs ASDFGHJ

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ive been very fixated on Animal Crossing and making my furniture green and i think ed would appreciate it.

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               “143” 𝓻𝓮𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓾𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓸𝓯 𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭                                             𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓱𝓻𝓪𝓼𝓮, “𝓘 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓨𝓸𝓾.”

            Edward Nigma                             ❦❦❦                              John Constantine

credits: x / x / x

(personals pls do not reblog)

#q. #LOVE IGGY #double promo

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EXTENSIVE SCAR RELATED PROMPTS 

GENERAL 

[ TOUCH ]  for sender to trace one of receiver’s scars 

[ TOUCHED ]  for receiver to trace one of sender’s scars

[ DISCOVER ]  for sender to see receiver’s scars for the first time 

[ DISCOVERED ]  for receiver to see sender’s scars for the first time 

[ CARESS ]  for sender to kiss one of receiver’s scars 

[ CARESSED ]  for receiver to kiss one of sender’s scars

[ SHOW ]  for sender to purposefully reveal their scars for receiver to see 

[ SHOWN ]  for receiver to purposefully reveal their scars for sender to see 

SCENARIOS

[ MEND ]  for sender to treat receiver’s wound which leads to them having to remove an article of clothing resulting in revealing scars hidden beneath

[ MENDED ]  for receiver to treat sender’s wound which leads to them having to remove an article of clothing resulting in revealing scars hidden beneath

[ BLUNDER ]  for sender to walk in on receiver in a state of undress thus seeing their scars for the first time

[ BLUNDERED ]  for receiver to walk in on sender in a state of undress thus seeing their scars for the first time 

[ KISS ]  our muses are having sex for the first time which then reveals sender’s scars to receiver 

[ KISSED ]  our muses are having sex for the first time which then reveals receiver’s scars to sender 

[ BATHE ]  our muses take a shower together and sender looks over receiver’s scars 

[ BATHED ]  our muses take a shower together and receiver looks over sender’s scars. 

WORDS

❝  your scars are nothing to be ashamed of.  ❞

❝  why do you hide your scars?  ❞

❝  i see every mark as something to be proud of,  proof of all i survived.  ❞

❝  can i ask what happened here—  how did you get this one?  ❞

❝  sometimes i get these phantom pains i guess you could say.  little aches and i find them oddly comforting.  because my soul still hurts even if my body is healed.  ❞

❝  i wish i could get rid of my scars.  they’re just reminders of everything i want to forget.  ❞

❝  is it alright if i touch this scar?  ❞

❝  it’s okay—  you can touch it if you want.  doesn’t hurt anymore.  ❞

❝  please don’t touch it.  ❞

❝  you don’t have to tell me how you got it.  i just wanted to see.  ❞

❝  looks worse than it was.  ❞

❝  i want to kill every person responsible for leaving you scarred. ❞

❝  i made sure the people who left marks on me wouldn’t get the chance to do it again.  ❞

❝  woah—  what the hell happened there? ❞

❝  you don’t have to hide them around me.  the scars are just part of who you are.  and i like all of what i see.  ❞

❝  i don’t really like letting people see them.  ❞

❝  it’s okay—  honestly i forget they’re there most of the time.  ❞

#q. #memes #lots and lots

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If you ever doubt that Query and Echo ADORE the Riddler. Just remember that they dressed up as ducks for one of his weirdo plots.

#i love them #q.

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We’re being a divas or grumpy old man for waking early to participate family event. 😂😂😂

#lemme just. always love when Ed’s just being a fucking diva #Goode visage

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JOHN

     John exhaled sharply. True that it was unsettling, but he’d been called spooky as well. He couldn’t judge it, but he could set boundaries. He smiled faintly, stopped in front of him even as he prattled on. John took the box from him, thumbed it open, and peeked inside. He looked up at him, brows raising. They were authentic, not the heavy, sugary monstrosities Americans called as such. Interesting.Made him wonder about some of the strange inflections to his words. He shut it and set it aside on the arm of the couch. 

     “Aye, s’ppose you’ve got the right of it,” John replied. “𝑯𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 – Reckon I’d be more comfortable if y’humoured us, yeah? Ring me up or text in the future, and if y’can still bring me scones if y’like.” He stepped in closer, touched him, a light caress, and rested a thumb against Ed’s lower lip. John was attentive, watchful to see if he’d pull away. When he didn’t he followed a spark, the breath of a motivation. John kissed him softly, fleetingly, but stayed well into his personal space as he murmured. “ – An’ relax. Y’forgiven.” 

Lips did not cease from moving as John took a peek in on the goodies that Nigma had brought them. There was even a little ramekin of jam to spread on them, strawberry to match some of the specks of red inside the scones themselves. Edward pressed his lips together briefly as John seemed okay with his actions, more or less. Any worry was soon dissipated as soon as the other man stepped into his space. Light tingles fluttered in his stomach and Nigma couldn’t help the small breath that escaped his lips as John’s thumb rested there. Green eyes, usually sharp, softened as they fixed on John’s face. Not quite making eye contact but more flitting over to the man’s lips. 

“I’m relaxed. Who said I wasn’t relaxed?” He joked with a satisfied tug of his lips, chest puffed out just a tad from the kiss. Lips tugged further as he let his fingers slide against John’s side while he stepped inside more to take off his jacket to hang up. “Care to give me a tour?” He teased lightly.

#q. #rp

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Frustrated Eddie in a tank. 

Eddie Edits || No reblogs

#no reason other than i love his waist ;-; #and frantic stims #q.

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Is this seat taken?

Eddie Edits || Only partners may reblog

#*winks* #q.

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My relief was late to crew change and we got popped on a call🙄 so now I’m already 2 hours past my end of shift. So past my 24 hours. Barely slept last night. I’m Annoyed ™.

#like for real. don’t be late for your 24 hour shift. you know you’re relieving someone whose already exhausted. #vent cw #ooc

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#crosswords and booze #perfect #alcohol cw #shaun visage #q.

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#leather nights at Pandora's Box tho #q.

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Edward busied himself with lighting a cigarette while the doctor readied some of her medical necessities. In truth he wasn’t sure if he would be recognized and if that meant he might need to threaten to get the assistance he needed. It was certainly not the type of barbaric action he wished to stoop to. Nigma wasn’t a common thug after all and he found such methods appalling. He’d much rather just pay someone off. Far easier than to risk being arrest at the hospital. The fact that he wasn’t good with blood might have had something to do with it too. Threats needed to be willing to be followed up on. Thugs were messy. Besides, he didn’t seem to be finding any issue with receiving help from this underground -- clinic? 

“Whatever you say, Doctor -- and do tell me if you’re sensitive to this,” he gestured to his cigarette before letting it rest between his lips while he struggled out of his suit jacket with some winces in pain. “Calming for the nerves. I’m prone to vasovagal syncope with large amounts of blood,” he explained with dry humor in his tone. The shirt he wore underneath was torn around the bloody spot ebbing away from the stab wound and it too came off next. This would become yet another scar he was certain, from various sources. Some he wasn’t keen on being reminded off as he subconsciously rubbed at his chest a moment while the woman examined the wound on his back. 

Nigma nodded. “I can assure you the metaphorical stabbing in the back that this came from feels much deeper,” he complained slightly and waved his hand away at the notion. He was a touch paler than usual and not really in the mood for going against a doctors advice for once. 

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     “Look, it’ll get washed, I promise - but unless you want to continue getting more blood on that suit of yours, it needs to come off.”

Words are stern yet gentle all at once, patiently waiting until the suit jacket he adorned was finally removed from him, careful to obtain it in her grasp as it’s set aside on the medical bed. It’s not uncommon for her to see scars upon a patient - especially when it came to her clientele and their occupations.  

There’s no brief pause of a gaze or any curious hands near scars as attention is swift to focus on the stab wound in his back. Nothing so uncommon as to what she’s seen before, though every time she always does seem to get a tinge of concern.

     “Well it’s fairly deep - I’m gonna have to clean it and likely stitch it up.”

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#ed dont be dramatic #ed: I WAS STABBED IN THE BACK. LITERALLY AND FIGURATIVELY #me: yeah that sucks bro #rp