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Jukebox musicals are the lowest form of art confirmed
How dare the Joker 2 be a jukebox musical. We were rooting for you, buddy.
AHHH PAUL DANOOO
Its been you me since before i was me
Edward Nashton x reader
Summary: comforting riddle boy when hes crying+ him feeling guilty thinking he dosent deserves your love
He wanted it so badly.....
Something he craved since the moment his pathetic of a life haves started. Years of guilt and shame builting up in him always begin there in the back of his mind folowing him around like a shadow, constant whispers in his mind playing over and over agin telling him hes not worth it you're just doing it out of pity for him but still....
Still when you showed him a warm smile and ran a hand oh so gently over his cheek he wants to belive you for a second
Just one glarce from you was enough to make him feel like that look was the last thing he ever wanted see as the world colapsed around you too, to feel like a hero taking people out of a corrupted world like this
But will he ever be free from the burden of knowing hes the only savior in a city like gotham? He knew he wasent alone, after all there was his folowers and maybe only maybe there could be you....? But no what if you hate him after he reveals his true twisted nature if you see him for the true monster he is.....
Will you still love him?
Will you still love him if you knew where he came from? Knowing how much of a mess he is inside?
But still its been you and him before he even knew he was him
He walked trew the small shared apartment you two had face hot eyes burning with tears stumbling on everything as he hurried to reach you
You ware sitting on the couch your face twisted in worry as you saw his agitated state
-baby whats wrong?
You asked in a soft voice as he sat down next to you holding back tears trying not to reveal the mess he is
You opened your arms for him but he just hugged you putting his head on your chest as you both layed back on the couch him him ontop of you holding onto your shirt for dear life like you might disapier anything or even worse leave him for somebody better
He burried his face into your chest as he mumbled apologies tears streaming down his face making your shirt wet as he very quietly sobbed in your arms
But you just let him do it as long as he needed as you whispered sweet nothings to him arms around him rubbing on his back
After what felt like hours he looked up at you his crying haves calmed down a bit as you looked at him and kissed his forehead looking at your lover in your arms looking more beutifull then ever
Cheeks red hair messy big green eyes glossy with tears looking like a beutifull angel that fell from heaven right into your arms
And he? He felt like he wanted to die exacly like this
In your arms
I NEED TO SCREAM ABOUT PAUL DANO'S RIDDLER
This is probably the first time we've seen a Riddler that's been taken seriously as a character.
Through the Arkhamverse games, for those who've played it, we all know the feeling of doing his challenges and storyline. It's tedious and obnoxious. Bonus for Arkham Knight making him look like Charlie Sheen going through a midlife crisis.
Gotham, I enjoyed, but they created him to be almost an alter ego/ split personality which I don't necessarily think is how the Riddler's brain works.
And Jim Carrey's Riddler is just... Jim Carrey being family friendly I guess. Regardless, entertaining.
Paul Dano though... he whipped out the perfect amount of obsessive psychopath and narcissism. As in, his energy really matched Heath Ledger's Joker; super chaotic and dark. Probably would have worked well in TDK.
That scene where he talks to Batman in prison was absolutely fantastic. He reminded me so much of Ed Kemper in his prison interviews. Right off the mark when we first see him unmasked, the obsession with Batman is in his eyes and never leaves. He craves that attention from him in such an unhealthy way, it's just incredible to watch and know that it's purely Dano's acting.
I'm so impressed. I really hope we get to see more of this Riddler from him in the future and I hope he gets some sort of award for this. An underrated actor overall.
draw ur favorite character drinking a hot drink. are they a tea, coffee, or hot cocoa person?
Edward !!!
Officially a coffee drinker, but a ‘I’ll mix every thing with caffeine into a cup’ in my heart.
Wake up Dano Nation 🤞
I posted another SAM fanfic!
Word count: 2,036
Summary:
“It’s been months since Manny and Hank had last seen each other. Months…. And yet Hank felt like it had been years. Each passing day their journey seemed further and further away, until finally: it seemed like a dream. A hallucination created by the brain in a desperate, last attempt to battle the will to die.”
Hank starts writing letters to cope with the absence of Manny. Letters he expected no one to answer
Kyman week day 7: Free day
Summary:
“Where did you come from…,” They belted out, it was messy and off-key, both struggling to get the words out. But Kyle wouldn’t have it any other way, a warm feeling spreading through his chest. “Cotton Eye Joe!” The mellow squeeze of his heart bubbling up with the unified laughter.
Alternatively: Kyle is lost in the woods carrying around a certain paralysed, amnesiac deadweight called Eric Cartman. The heavier weight, however, is carrying around all those repressed feelings
Swiss Army Man au (You need NO prior knowledge of the film!!)
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high time for freak!reader x dano riddler huh? lucky us! its here 😈 i chose to do hc’s as a sort of ROUGH DRAFT 😻 bc ive never done a full fic b4 but lemme know if yall want a full shebang 🫶
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ok so freak reader
ngl legit perv reader instead
you and eddie have been “friends” for ages, only friend he had, but not vice versa
you go to clubs and parties, (within reason) bc gotham hello?? you’re pretty well known though
you figured out that your eddie was the riddler by watching one of his streams, and hearing his voice
kinda hurt he didn’t tell you, so you stay up watching nearly all of them,
actually might cut like all of this out, and just go from here
kinda perv reader, on the same couch, 6 feet away from him, you’ve wanted to be more than friends for a minute now
you invited him over for some cuddling or snuggling, and he’s too busy working and worrying abt what next to do for batman or his next kill
while he thinks you have no idea that he’s the riddler, you figured it out as soon as you heard his voice on one of his streams
while he’s too into his riddles and has blocked out everything you’ve been saying (he doesn’t mean to😿 he’s precious, you’ll forgive him when he fucks you stupid 😦) you put on one of his latest streams
obviously horny asf, pants are almost all the way down, as you tease your clit through the thin fabric of your panties, not even facing him while you listen to the recording of eddie talking to his followers and fans
the low moan that escapes you, his whole body tenses, as he looks at you out of the corner of his eyes
“w-what are you doing??”
he takes in the stream and how you have your fingertips rubbing your clit raw and, how intensely you’re staring at him
his fingers clenched so tight on the couch armrest, his eyes are so wide, you’d never thought you’d ever see him this unruffled
his dark eyes follow your fingers to your clothed pussy, before traveling up to yours
(he can feel how much his cock is pressing up against his pants, he almost came seeing how soaked the gusset of your panties were)
“it’s ok, we’re friends right? friends help each other out right??”
you ask him while you pull down your panties, because holy fuck, you’re so sensitive and if you don’t get stuffed full right now, you’ll probably cry, but you know for a fact that eddies a virgin 🤭 and you want to at least take it slow for him
“of c-course we’re f-friends!”
“st’ the tip, eddie please? i promise only the tip, i swear?”
“just the tip, r-right? ok o-ok”
you climb in his lap while his leather black gloves grab onto your hips steadying you, before reaching down towards his tented pants
he takes his pre-cum covered cock out slowly, places it between his stomach and your pussy as you clench your thighs around his waist
“ok imma put just the tip in now eddie..? i promise i won’t put it all in unless you say something”
he’s been watching you this whole time, all your micro expressions, just seeing his cock for the first time almost had you creaming yourself 🫣
you reach down and slip the tip of his weeping cock into your sopping wet hole
the lowest groan you’ve ever heard comes out of his mouth
you honestly can’t help yourself and sluggishly rock yourself down on his cock bit by bit, pussy is almost vibrating with every inch you take
“edward oh fuck oh fuck, your cock is stretching me out..”
“holy fuck, s’ snug n tight, o-oh sh-shit”
he feels like he’s choking on how fast he might cum so deep in your pussy, his gloved hands have your hips in a death grip, almost bruising
you lift up on your knees and then drop back down, then circle your hips
“fuck me, your cock is so thick, cock might just be made for me huh? big n thick just for my pussy right? wanna keep me stuffed full and happy right?”
you’re so blissed out, that you don’t even realize he’s stopped you bouncing on his cock,
“you fucking promised you wouldn’t go any farther unless i told you to.”
he thrusts up into you, grinding so hard, you see static
“weren’t even thinking about me, just another cock for you to impale yourself on huh? cock slut, is that what you are? my cock slut, needing me to plug up this stupid pussy with my cum?”
ABT TO KMS , IT RELOADED 🥶 whoever liked my shit at 11:57, istg ill find you 🫥 i had like two good paragraphs 😭
he pulls you down to lay on your back, cock still deep in your pussy, thrusting so hard
“gonna fill me up eddie?? please oh god please? for a friend, please stuff me full..”
“i don’t want to be just friends, slut.”
“wait fuck, no condom. i’m not wearing a c-condom,”
“im yours istg im yours, stuff my princess pussy and watch your cum dribble out, oh fuck i’m about to cum”
“give it to me edward, make me squirt all over your thick fat cock,”
eddie slowly ghosts a gloved finger over your sensitive clit, your orgasm makes you disassociate and blackout for a hot second,
LOL you know with edwards cum, there’s a fuck ton,
your cunt is pulsating so hard that edward can’t help but cumming while a high pitched whine leaves his lips, eyes rolled back, glasses are so fogged up, can’t even see, hips still pumping in and out sloppily, overstimulating his already half hard cock, (he’s a sex machine yall)
he’s been edging himself since just the tip part, he’s panting so hard, bangs sweating, (those gloves are never coming off LOL) (i’m obsessed)
might add more to this later but this is it for now, gonna keep the top half so yall can see the background info ish ;)
THIS THIS THIS
HIS HANDS HOLY SHIT
call me back baby please?
just a thirst post yall, nothin new 😕🥶
Some Riddler art!
💕Edward the Beloved💕
Done with my finger on Ibs paint so its not great lol.
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boy, i am a sucker for the 'dysfunctional family goes on a roadtrip' trope
paul dano is kinda built like an acnh character
/pos
good for you klitz
he is so autism idc
caracalla and geta are for the bitches who wanted to fuck the riddler instead of batman
Awww isn’t he just a cute little dog!
he is me and i am him so tru!
Natasha and Pierre throughout several adaptations of War and Peace
[BBC War and Peace (Harper, 2016), War and Peace (Bondarchuk, 1965-1967), War and Peace (Prokofiev), BBC War and Peace (Conroy, 1972), War and Peace (Vidor, 1956), War and Peace (Dornhelm, 2007), Natasha, Pierre & the Great Comet of 1812 (Malloy)]
is riddler. yeas
“Bible Study”
Cw: mentions of abuse,puritan culture, secret relationship
You trembled as you sat at the table across from your father. He was calm, too calm. His collected demeanor was merely a mask to cover the rage he would inevitably let loose on you.
“I’ve heard things about you, y/n. Things I don’t want to be hearin’. You been disappearin’ a lot more and people are saying you’ve been running around with boys.”
You fight the urge to turn your eyes away from your father’s as you think about the last few months. You had been running around, though not with boys. You’d been spending every free moment you had with a man. A godly man, whom you trusted to protect you from the forces of the Devil while he used your body for sin.
“I haven’t been running around. I’ve been with Father Sunday, you can ask him. You know how I struggle to grasp my readings. He’s been kind enough to help me with the word.” You state, trying your best to sound as innocent as possible.
“Get up,” he snaps, causing you to jump in your seat, straightening your spine to attention as you stand.
“Where are we going,” you question, voice trembling as all the possible punishments your father could lay on you race through your mind.
“We’re going to have a word with Father Sunday, and if he doesn't corroborate your story you best hope we’re out of grits,” he growls, grabbing the back of your neck forcefully and guiding you towards the front door, jolting you harshly as you struggle to keep up.
He marches you across the field to the chapel beneath the tree and kicks the door open, pushing you down the aisle to where Eli kneels before the cross, his head bowed in prayer.
“Father Sunday,” your father calls, startling Eli from his task. “I’m terribly sorry to bother you so late in the evening, but I have reason to believe my daughter’s gotten herself into a predicament.”
Eli stands and turns to face you, taking your hands in his and gently pulling you away from your fathers grasp. “Oh that’s quite alright. What ails you child,” he hums, bringing his palm up to rest on your forehead.
“Word around town is that she’s been running around with boys and getting up to ungodly things.”
“Oh, no no,” Eli murmurs, moving your body so his view of your father is unobstructed. “That’s simply not true. She’s been here with me, studying. I know how she struggles and how terribly she wishes to be close to God. She’s done nothing wrong, and I’ll make sure everybody knows that. I was worried when she didn’t make it this afternoon, was it at your discretion sir?”
“I kept her home to question her on the matter.”
“I see,” Eli hums, looking over at you, taking notice of the way your hand trembled in his. “Would you still like to study this evening instead? I’ve got plenty of lamp oil.”
You nod softly at his offer. “Yes sir, I’d appreciate it.”
Eli releases your hand and turns his attention to your father. “She’s in good hands, sir. I’ll see to it that she gets home safe.”
You watch as your father nods curtly, merley giving Eli a grunt as he turns on his heel and retreats through the heavy doors of the church.
As soon as the door slams behind him you fall into Eli, a sob wracking your body as his arms wrap around you. “Oh Eli, thank you. Thank you.”
Eli’s hands grip your shoulder as he pushes you away to look at your face. “What’s he done to you now?”
“Nothing. He didn’t do anything this time. If your story hadn’t agreed he’d have made me kneel in grits again.”
“Oh darling, my darling girl. I won’t allow it. I’ll make my next sermon about sparing the rod, he’s sure to listen,” he rambles, his hands roaming hurriedly as the pads of his fingers trace the contours of your face, wiping your tears away.
“Eli, that won’t do a thing.”
“You should marry me. If we got married I could take you away from him for good. He could never put his hands on you again. We wouldn't even have to share a bed if you don’t want to.”
“Please, Eli, I don’t want to think about that anymore.”
His arms relax, pulling you towards him and the weight of his head resting on yours comforts you. “Alright then. I understand. Let’s go into the study.”
“Of course Eli, let’s,” you hum, allowing him to lead you into his study and settle you into the chair across from him.
“So aside from your father, how have you been since I last saw you, darling,” he questions, reaching across his desk to take your hands into his once again.
“I’ve been well, just helping mother with the canning for winter when I’m not with you.”
“Do you like being here, with me?”
“Of course I do Eli, I wouldn’t come around if I didn’t. I- I do love you, you know.”
“I love you too, darling. I meant what I said. I would like to marry you.”
“We can’t now, my father’s already suspicious. Just give it a year, then we’ll be safe.”
Eli sighs, leaning to rest his head on his arm. “I wish he wasn’t so cruel to you. I’d kill him if I could.”
“Eli, don’t talk like that. It’s sinful.”
“All I care about is you. I just want you to be free.”
“And I will be in time.”
He sighs again and brings you hand to his lips, kissing it gently and looking up at you.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” he hums, making a warm blush creep across your cheeks. “I haven’t done right by you and I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked you to take so many risks for me.”
“I wouldn’t have if I didn’t want to.”
“I haven’t forced your hand?”
“Never,” you reply, pulling him into a kiss. “I’m my own woman, I don’t need a preacher-man to guide me. I understand the Bible just as well as you, you know, I just wanted a reason to spend time with you.”
He laughs and brings his hand to cup your cheek. “Well, I’m glad your father thinks you’re as foolish as he is.”
Alternate coloring for the hands from previous post.
Practicing digital painting with a Prisoners (2013) scene.
Discord Riddler inspired by @raccoonsaladbar 's Discord Riddler >:3
Ignore the headphones fr </3 I drew it at like 1 AM
I know, I know, I know this situation's strange
It takes a little getting, a little getting used to...
Yay I finished this drawing!! Friendly reminder to consider reblogging if you like my art😖
Haii guys I just have one riddler keychain left for preorder if anyone is interested!!! You can find these on my shop!! Thanks so much for viewing and until next time <333💕💕💕💕💕
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