chewingonglass
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For a fleeting moment he felt pathetic, like a frightened kitten trying to trick a predator into thinking it was bigger than it actually was by puffing up its fur. But then, something shifted inside of him. He looked imposing, powerful, even—like he was capable of exacting pain. And, most importantly, he looked unfamiliar in the most wonderful way. Not like needle-necked forensic accountant Edward Nashton, but someone else. Something else. Something better.
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You are a writer for the Gotham Gazette. It seems your work has caught the attention of the Riddler, and GCPD tasks you with sending a coded message to him. Too bad you don't know the first thing about ciphers. Maybe all you need is a ghost writer...
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20 Sep 2022
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When the talk-show doctor asks you about what happened, you'll have to say something.
You still have some time.
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20 Sep 2022
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A part of Ed is nervous about returning to the diner again. Apprehensive of ruining whatever softness the two of you had cultivated the last time. The memory was stored fondly, nestled between his ribcage and within his fluttering heart. He wanted to keep it safe, perfectly preserved in this idealistic memory that neither you nor he could splinter into thousands of minuscule pieces. It was safer to stay within his tiny apartment, to lie in bed staring at the ceiling thinking of you.
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09 Sep 2022
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It's always hard to look the other way when you think the Messenger of Satan is living in your town. It just sucks that he's cute, and there's nothing you can do about it. So what are you to do when the Devil strikes his way into your soul via his Messenger?
Written for and by me and my partner.
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09 Aug 2022
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The shift in position put you in his lap, and you could feel something hard press against you. “...Are you carrying a gun?”
“No.” The Riddler gave you a dazed smile. “What do wood, steel, and I all have in common?” he asked dreamily.
“I don’t…” You flushed, a whole litany of emotions welling up in you and making you drop him. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”
You go to the Riddler for information and get a whole lot more than you bargained for.
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- Part 19 of Gimme, Gimme, Gimme
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15 Jul 2022