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finniestoncrane · 5 months
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i’m in the trenches for gotham eddie. he’s such a nerd and i love it 😔 i need him getting worked up over kisses or seeing u with his glasses on, if you wouldn’t mind writing about it <3 🤲
Do They Suit Me?
Gotham!Riddler x GN!Reader, word count: 1k mhmmmmm yep this is my weakness and i am about to hit you with the sappiest, cheesiest, romcom-iest, plot-adjacent bit of fluff u-u 💚 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: flirting, lil bit of some prem. ejac, shy!eddie
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Once your colleague, Eddie, had left the small office you both shared in the GCPD building, you stared at the door for a few seconds longer, noting the distinct blur. The distance wasn't too far, and yet the lack fo detail you were able to make out on the notice by the door frame was enough to tell you that Eddie was perhaps right, as he always was. Your eyesight was deteriorating. So you muttered to yourself in false annoyance, smiling as you whispered the words.
"Typical, Mr. Nygma. You're always have the right answer. Even when you haven't been asked the question."
Although, you giggled as you realised, it's not as though his predisposition to being correct offers him any confidence, a musing supported by how quickly he had just left the room. His cheeks were already blushing, his fingers fumbling to take off his own glasses as he began to sweat, before he finished his thought, uttering out loud what he likely had meant to exclaim to himself in silence. That you would look very good in glasses.
Maybe you would. He was right about everything else. Looking over to where he had placed his own clubmaster style frames down, you reached for them, carefully, slowly, quietly putting them on to see if they changed your vision, or indeed, if they suited you.
As you searched around the room for a reflective surface to check the style against your face, you did realise that Eddie's vision wasn't comparable to your own, and it was difficult making out anything with the frames on. And this particular disadvantage, and the distraction of your search, meant you missed it when he had stepped back into the room until he was speaking.
"Sorry, I forgot my- oh... oh my..."
He swallowed the lump of nerves that collected in his throat, Adam's apple bobbing behind the smooth, freshly shaven skin.
"Eddie! I am so sorry, I just wanted... to see... if it made it any easier to..."
"N-no, I'm sorry. Or... for not knocking. I sh-should have knocked. If... uh... if you want I can, uh... find a mirror, or?"
He stuttered over his words, unable to speak. For a moment you worried you had overstepped a boundary, setting off a comfort issue within him. But as you took note of his body language, there were several things that told another story. The sweat that had threatened to form when he complimented you earlier was now trickling down his temples. Following down his body, you noted his arms were straight and tense, stuck to his side. His fists clenched into tight balls, twitching as he tried to distract himself. And then, the most telling of all, the distinct tenting at the front of his brown pants, a bulge that held no secrets. You wondered if he had even noticed how visible it was.
"Hmm... no, actually. I don't need a mirror. Could you just tell me..."
With your fingers resting on the legs of the glasses, you pulled them down the bridge of your nose, looking over the tops at him and batting your eyelids.
"... do they suit me? How do I look, Eddie?"
As he stammered, his brain running through all the different words he could use, you pushed them back up again, slowly, as sultry as you could musternow that your own cheeks were threatening to go beet red, flattered by the kind of control you clearly had over him.
"They... they, uh... definitely look g-good... or better, even... I mean..."
You stood up and he whimpered, the threat of your body coming closer to him as you took a step out from behind the desk enough to silence him, to put him out of the misery of finding the right words to finish his sentence. Although, there were several short breaths that he choked on as you forced a wiggle onto your hips, relishing the way his eyes flitted up and down your body, then away from you entirely as he chastised himself for daring to take a glance.
"It's a shame, I thought maybe I'd be able to see clearly, but they're making things a bit blurry. Which means I can't see you properly, and you can't see me very well either, I guess."
Stopping in front of him, your body as close to his as possible without being pressed tight to him, you removed the frames and placed them back on his face, tucking his hair carefully behind his ear and tidying up the loose strands that fell to his forehead as his breath hitched and released in a breathy sigh.
"There, they definitely look much better on you, I think. Very handsome."
As your hand finished adjusting the legs behind his slightly protruding ears, you brought it round to his cheek where you rested it. Gazing into his eyes, you felt your own giddy heartbeat in your chest, could feel the heat of Eddie's gaze settle on your body in spite of himself. You let out a gentle exhale, a soft, almost imperceptible moan coming with it. And as the sound filled the room, you let your hand fall to his neck, tracing his collarbone and down his shirt, fingers settling on the end of his tie, which you tugged softly with a wink. Eddie responded with a sharp squeal, immediately stepping back from you and pursing his lips. Behind the lenses of his glasses, you could see slight panic on his face, and you followed his hands as they fell to the bottom of his grey labcoat, trying to pull it down to cover the slight wet patch that had begun to form on the front of his pants.
Before he could rush back out of the door, you caught his sleeve, holding his wrist.
"It's fine, Eddie. We can pretend that without your glasses, I didn't even notice that."
He nodded, a frown forming.
"Don't be embarrased, I'll take it as a compliment."
Your eyes flitted down to his crotch, the bulge still pressing towards the fabric of his pants.
"A huge compliment at that."
"Oh, goodness..."
Another gulp, another soft squeak as his knees began to buckle under him, and his hand tried to grab the wall, stabilising himself as you walked back to the desk with a wide, smug grin.
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fxlsealarm · 6 months
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gotham eddie i miss you so much babygirl
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forkgirl · 1 year
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Freak Like Me
gotham!riddler x fem!reader
a little blurb i wrote in like 5 mins coz i love gotham!eddie so much
cw: female reader, without plot, kind of nsfw, suggestive, f!body worship, ed being a lil weird or whatever, a little ooc for ed coz i want him being a sexy romantic but he can do it i swear
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Edward snaked his cold, bony hands around your waist and down your hips, grabbing at the softest parts and closing his eyes tightly as he did so.
“You’re cold as ice, baby…”
He gripped harder at your hips and leaned you back to him, eventually cupping your tits in both hands as he smiled and moaned as he sniffed your perfume on your neck.
He swayed you back and forth in his arms, in the same rhythm as the muffled rock music playing from a distant room. You pressed your ass to his crotch in a not-so-subtle way that made him hiss through clenched teeth.
He turned you around, passionately yet sloppily kissing you, which in the moment made it so much hotter - he was so desperate just to be able to touch you.
He got down on his knees slowly in front of you as he brought his hands down to your ankles, admiring your pantyhose and sparkling heels, truly a statement piece that nicely complimented the short satin dress you were wearing.
“Edward, I-“ You said, stifling a moan. You hadn’t ever seen him like this, you were usually the one to make him come undone.
He looked up, with his sly signature smile.
“What is it? Is there an issue..?”
You could see the concern in his eyes, the poor guy afraid he’s failed at women again, but that was quite the opposite.
“I…I want to make this moment last forever.”You said, bending down to his level.
He smiled and didn’t even take a moment to hesitate before pushing you gently and straddling over you, nibbling your neck as he got closer to your ear, his hot breath tickling as it went up your neck.
“Be a freak like me, too, then.”
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Request: Everything has changed. (Gotham!Riddler x Reader)
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Ed was disrupted from his thoughts when his name was called with a rush of excitement. With a slight jump, Edward tucked his well worn little black notebook into his pocket once more. Only he  was ever able to make sense of the messy garble of words and scribbles. He turned towards the source. "Ed!" You cried out again and excitedly ran up to him. You took his hands tightly and began jumping up and down. "Itsy is a boy!" Edward grinned. "Hip-hip-hooray! Did you know house spiders are more commonly male because they search for a mate and the females stay in one place?" Edward rushed the fact out of him, as though concerned he'd lose your attention or he was driven by a compulsion to get it out of his system. "Wait really? I thought there'd have been more females than males in the spider population in general-given some feed on males after mating." You tilted your head. Ed always liked that about you. You always had time for him. You didn't seem to pity him like everyone else or make fun of him. Strangely enough, there were no alternatives nor an in-between the two. Although he noticed you were treated differently too because of your interests. 
Harvey Bullock was the personification of a lone wolf after all the years he had on the force. However the last person he wanted to seek help from was Edward Nygma. "Hey, Ed, do you have anything else on the bullets of the case we were talking about with Gordon?" Ed smiled, excited and begging for approval. "What's everywhere but nowhere, except where something is?" His eyes gleamed with excitement as he grinned. "Tell- not ask." Harvey replied sternly. You were annoyed almost immediately but tried not to make any big deal. The last thing you wanted always a disheartened Ed feeling further discouraged by conflict. "Nothing!" You said quickly with a smile towards Ed. "The answer is nothing!" You said again more pointedly towards Harvey. He sighed and rolled his eyes. "You need professional help, Nygma and you," He turned his attention to you. "you're an enabler." "I'll keep that in mind." Your response laced with a hint of sarcasm. 
A shrill squeal turned a few heads as Kristin Kringle shot up from her seat, backing away from the desk she sat at. Few could pin point whether she was staring in horror at the desk or the floor beneath it. Officer Dougherty and his friends chuckled. "Oh come on, Kristen! It's only a little spider!" Dougherty teased. "It's not funny!" She insisted. "Step back, I'll kill it." He shook his head, rising to a stand. "No!" A voice cried out in protest. You rushed towards the scene. "What's the deal insectozoid?" Dougherty groaned. It was a pitiful name that didn't bother you anymore. Ed got 'Riddle-Man' and you got 'Insectozoid'. Apparently it was deemed strange to befriend Ed. It was even stranger to care and like insects. You didn't like Officer Dougherty. He wasn't a man you could even be civil with. Something about him was off. Very off. Many couldn't see past his a pretty smile and a charming attitude but you couldn't ignore it. You avoided his gaze when you hurried to the desk. There, walking down the leg of the desk and onto the floor was a spider of fairly decent size and definitely made others squirm with the length of the legs. You gently scooped it into your hand and covered it, shielding it with your body. "I don't understand how you can do that so easily." Kristen shuddered. "They don't mean any harm. Spiders are scared of you, more than you are of them." You replied quietly. She shivered again. "Insectazoid to the rescue!" Dougherty smirked. "Although tone down the loving on it, eh? It's just a spider. It doesn't know anything." You glared. "The spider isn't the only one." You muttered. "What was that? Did you say something?" Dougherty leaned forward. "I didn't say anything." You murmured. "I'm taking it outside." As you began to walk away, you heard other officers chuckle to themselves. "What a weirdo!" Dougherty, jabbed an elbow into his friends side as they laughed. "Might have to keep an eye on that one...make sure they're not in love with the damn thing." "Stop it." Kristen's attempt to reign him in was only half-hearted. The whole thing was witnessed by Ed who frowned in the corner. 
Later, Ed bounded up to you. "Go easy on me." You smirked pretending to be almost warily. "I'm frightened but others are the ones that scream. Your walls and ceilings are my floors. What am I?" "A spider." You smirked. "A house spider." Ed corrected, lifting a finger. "Isn't that part a given?" You asked. "Tarantulas can be discovered in homes within Australia. It absolutely does!" Ed nodded eagerly. "This is Gotham!" You giggled. "It broadens the horizons of which you can provide the fact!" Ed insisted. You scoffed playfully, waving a hand at him. "Fine, you win." You said, adoring the twinkle in his eyes at the sound of his victory. "Am I getting you your usual for Lunch, Ed?" "I wouldn't mind- if that's alright. I'll be sure to pay you back before you finish your shift." He said quickly. "No need, Ed." You shrugged. "I owe you for last Tuesday anyway. Lunch is in fifteen so try to be done when I come back yeah? I don't want to have to hunt you down again." You winked at him. He laughed nervously, flustered. "Of course! I'll keep an eye on the time!" He assured you. 
Lunch became almost sacred to you since you and Ed began meeting up. The real and decent company was wonderful. Lunchbreaks became fleeting rather than counting down every minute for the hour. As routine, you provided. Ed was usually so engrossed in his work that his hour turned into roughly forty minutes. The man was passionate with everything he did- his work no less. Always hungry for a challenge. "I'd like to go for the medical examiner job. Guerra is just sloppy." Ed began as he expertly twirled his chopsticks and dug into the bottom of the carton containing his Chinese takeaway. A new place opened up a few weeks ago just a mere block away and so you were quick to try it. What became a favour when he didn't have time to try the place out for himself, became a frequent meeting. You raised an eyebrow. "Yeah?" You asked. Ed looked at you questioningly, searching your face for scrutiny. "What? Don't you think I'd be good at it?" He asked. You smiled. "Of course, I do. I don't think the job is ready for you. Not even a little bit." Ed smiled bashfully in response. "You're a good friend, (Y/N)." You stretched as you smiled smugly. "Keep sweet-talking me and you'll earn yourself another free lunch." You teased. "I've been earning them? This is the fifth, this week." Edward tilted his head. "Getting the wrong order from the Chinese does not count as an earned free lunch. This is your fourth. For the fourth time you've saved my ass in this job." You giggled. "If I recall- which I do- I stalled the Commissioner for fifteen minutes so he couldn't know you were fifteen minutes late from your lunch break." Ed pointed out. "I think it was earned." You balled up a napkin into a ball and tossed it at him. It bounced off his forehead making you giggle, covering your mouth as you tried to swallow your food. He snickered in amusement as he swallowed. 
Things began to change when Officer Dougherty disappeared and Kristin Kringle seemed to see Ed a little differently. You didn't have any of the pieces, you knew that. Ed was too distracted to keep you up to date. It saddened you, day by day, the less you saw of him and when you did, Ed was jumpy. Spooked almost. You were worried and asked him almost immediately if something had happened. He'd have been convincing had he not stumbled over his words the first time. When you asked again, he seemed distant. He wore a polite smile, certainly. He was much calmer but something in his eyes got you thinking he seemed a million miles away. Thinking about something else or someone. He came to you once when Kristin ran off, breaking it off with Ed with only a note. Or so he said. Only when it was too late did you discover how many times Ed had lied to you. What really happened to both Dougherty and Kristin. 
You were astounded, the way he clung to you when you offered a comforting hug for a heartbroken friend. He didn't meet as much for lunch, adamant that he was on a roll with a case or simply up to his eyes with work. In hindsight, you didn't see Ed being behind on work a possibility so why did you believe him? Was it the soft smile? The friendship you had built on trust- well, maybe on your end. You weren't entirely sure when Edward stopped being able to trust you. When the truth came out, he was put in Arkham and from there, everything spiraled out of control. Even indirectly, Ed made himself clear. Nowadays, he didn't appreciate that name. He was The Riddler. Only The Riddler. 
You didn't expect to see him in the GCPD again but had little time to react as he pulled out a handgun and began firing. He got some- those caught off guard or who stayed to take him on, others escaped. You ducked when a loud shot pierced your ears, a thwack and the sound of breaking wood just by your shoulder. You had no idea who had fired at you or if it was intentional but amidst the footsteps breaking the silence, the Riddler emerged.
You dragged yourself across the floor, away from the man in green who slowly followed you. Gun trained on you, his gaze hardened on the gun as though irritated he hadn't shot you. He squeezed the gun tighter still to no avail. He stood over you, surprisingly silent. "Where's Lee?" He demanded lowly. You shook your head quickly. "Don't know...I wasn't here." He exhaled through his nostrils with a quiet huff as he sucked his teeth. "Well then..." He raised the gun to your chest. Ed, no...the Riddler, looked up at you. Your Ed was long gone. He wouldn't...he couldn't? That didn't seem right. No matter how you wanted to consider the man standing over you, he was no longer what he used to be. Yet you still pleaded quietly, hoping to appeal to something in him. "Please...you were my best friend." Your voice trembled. His gaze narrowed. "No." He said lowly. "I wasn't...he was." You missed him. You missed Ed to the point it hurt. It was as though a piece of your life was gone. You looked forward to work knowing he'd be there. "I admire your loyalty. It is foolish but of course, it is. You were loyal to him when he worked here." The Riddler seemed almost irritated and even seemed to pity you. He gazed at the gun one last time before gritting his teeth. He looked ahead, dropping his armed arm to his side and stepped over you. He didn't look back or even hesitate. He only mumbled to himself as he walked away. You watched as he went, eyes wide and heart racing. 'Not them.' It was a tiny voice in the back of his head that he almost missed. Ed didn't have the willpower to try and take over from him. The Riddler was stronger than he could ever be. Yet Ed seemed to fight this whether he was even aware of it or not. 'Not them.' It was like an annoying itch as the Riddler couldn't will himself to pull the trigger. Almost as though his hand a mind of his own. Refusing to consider this a defeat as he looked down at your pitiful state, he decided you weren't worth it. He stepped over you and carried on. However not before some irritated words for Ed. "That was always your problem." The Riddler muttered. "Too soft and no spine." He sneered with disgust and loathing. You were pathetic just as Ed was.
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itsb3anbug · 1 year
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i’m watching gotham for the first time and i’m like half way through S1 and OMG i started watching it for the Riddler but now i care too much abt Ed and i don’t WANT him to turn into the riddler like it’s gonna break my heart i like him just as Ed :((((
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Riddler: Riddle me this boy-
Riddler: Batman?
Batman!Dick: Yes?
Riddler: Who the fuck is this?
Batman!Dick: This is Robin.
Riddler: Obviously. But he’s different. He’s all scowly. Where’s the fun one, who likes my riddles?
Batman!Dick: He’s taking some PTO. Can we get on with this?
Riddler: No.
Batman!Dick: What? Why not!
Riddler: Well I would but it wouldn’t be very fair. See the riddles I had for tonight were kind of specific to a couple of past games me and the other one had done.
Batman!Dick: What you never did that for me when I was Robin-
Riddler: Yes well it just wasn’t as fun with you.
Batman!Dick: So what, are you going to just let the hostages go?
Riddler: Well I guess. I’ll have to come up with something different, we can reschedule.
Batman!Dick: So what, do we just take you back to Arkham or-
Riddler: *shrugs* That’s fine. I’ll just table this one for when he gets back.
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mylifeingotham · 3 months
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tampire · 4 months
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Married couple knocks some sense into that nerd and his husband joins in
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batcavescolony · 2 years
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Upcoming Villain in Gotham: if only we knew Batman's identity! Then we could just go to his house and-
Riddler: we all know his identity
Catwoman: I regularly go to his house
Harley: I went to med school with him
Two-Face: he was my best friend
Red Hood: he's my Dad
UCVG: ...wait what?
Red Hood: family, you know how it is.
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garfeee · 4 months
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Commission for the lovely @batsies-little-monster ♡♡
I had smm fun with this one they'd defff be such a power duo gotham is on its knees
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brutal-bicephal · 16 days
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💀 Mr Nygma & a penguin skull 💀
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finniestoncrane · 2 months
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i need to get this out of my system so i’m putting it into your inbox. i desperately need to make gotham eddie feel like he’s worth something, that poor little stringbean 🤲
Worth It
Gotham!Riddler x Fem!Reader, word count: 650 i don't even know if this was a request but it just killed me, the idea of making sure he knew he was VALID AND VALUABLE urgh 💚 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: flirting, kissing, teasing, over clothes touching
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Pulling on his tie, you held him in place, tugging him back into your kiss anytime he tried to move away from you. Lips clinging to him, you savoured it, the sweet taste of the pastry he ate at lunch, the bitter sting of the coffee on his tongue, the salty flavour of the sweat on his upper lip, his nerves getting the better of him as you ran one hand through his hair, messing up his perfectly tidy style.
You loosened the leash you held him by, watching him lean back, his tie slipping past your fingers and falling to his chest, which rose and fell with heavy breaths. He wasn't going anywhere, you were sure of that now as you looked down to his crotch, a visible bulge where he had stiffened, a dark spot forming on the front of his brown slacks where his precum had leaked through.
He caught your eyeline, quickly working out what you were staring at, and began stammering out an apology, an excuse, anything he could.
"Hm, don't worry about it too much, Eddie. I think it's a compliment."
"Y-you do?"
"Of course."
Kicking your leg out, you let your shoe fall to the floor, snaking your stocking covered foot up his leg, hooking your calf behind his knee and pulling him back into you.
"It's flattering... you must be very into me."
With both legs now wrapped around him, you edged closer to the desk you were sitting on, skirt riding up, your panties visible as you closed the gap between the tent in his pants and your own heated entrance.
He swallowed, Adam's apple bobbing, lips falling apart as he stared to the ceiling, hoping that if he couldn't see you, your breasts visible, pouring over the top of your bra beneath your unbuttoned shirt, thighs bulging past the hem of your tight skirt, then he might be able to hold himself together. But while he was distracted, you took his hand, grabbing it quick and placing it against the front of your panties, his fingers twitching as he realised that they were resting on your thick pussy lips, a thin layer of silky fabric between his skin and yours.
"Besides, I'm sure you can tell that I'm just as into you..."
Edward's fingertips twitched, rubbing slightly at the wet patch on your pants before he pulled them away, gasping when you caught his wrist and slowly brought him back to your body, placing his hands back over your panties and pushing his fingers against you. Moaning slightly, you let go of his wrist, glad that he kept his fingers there, even if they were completely still.
"A-aren't you worried that someone... someone might see you? With me?"
"And what if they did? Would you be embarrassed by me, Eddie?"
You stroked his cheeks with your knuckles, eyes focused on his soft lips.
"No! Oh, dear, no! I just... you...we might get fired? Wouldn't we?"
Leaning into him, you pushed your lips against his, his body still stiff and rigid, almost like he was afraid of you. You broke off the kiss, smiling as you looked deep into his eyes behind his lenses.
"Well, even if that happened... I think it would be worth it. I think you're worth it."
As though you had triggered something in him, boosted his confidence by letting him know that you were willing to risk so much just to kiss him, to touch him, he kissed you back. The force with which he came into contact with your body knocked you back, and he followed you, leaning onto your body as you let yourself relax onto the desk, Edward's hands at either side of your head, pinning you in place as he began grinding against you.
If anyone came in, if you were caught, you'd accept the repercussions. But only if they agreed to let you have the room for just ten minutes before you cleaned your desk out and left.
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aalghul · 20 days
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once again thinking about jason as duke’s robin. he’s ~4 years younger than jason, and that’s puts him at 8-12 during Jason’s time as robin. that’s prime time to get attached to your local kid vigilante before your own life goes downhill.
and if we try to keep duke’s meeting with bruce in zero year + duke’s age (so he can remember the meeting and hold that conversation with bruce), he has to be around 8. if he starts following batman through the news at that time because of the mess that just happened, the robin he sees is probably jason. I’ve literally connected the dots
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runmpie · 20 days
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Sometimes I forget about Gotham but then I remember
Penguin
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ineffableriddlebird · 2 months
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#Caring Mood
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itsb3anbug · 1 year
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s2!ed has my whole heart and soul but i also want to push hallucination!ed off a very tall building.
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