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riddle-me-ri · 7 months

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howdyyy! i have a request :] (this if u even do sequels lol)

could you write hcs for The Tetches x dormouse!reader who (during naps) will grab and sleep-cuddle anyone in range if not already pacified with a pillow/plushie to hug??

if not, that's fine!! thanks for reading teehee i love your work /)^3^(\

a/n: asdfh okay but wait no stop…that, that is absolutely adorable and I’ll be more than happy to make that happen for ya! I’m glad you love my work, your tags on the dormouse reader really made my day 🥺💚 and I hope you enjoy this one too! Sorry for the weird title…it was awkward titling this one to fit my banners lol.

The Mad Hatters React to Being Trapped by a Sleepy Reader

Arkhamverse Mad Hatter:

- Jervis is startled at first.

- His first instinct is to detach himself from whatever has him captured.

- However when he sees that he’s wrapped up in your arms–he’s surprised.

- If it were anyone else, Jervis would have rolled his eyes and shrugged the arms away.

- But, it was you…his sweet dormouse.

- While he did find your sleepiness troublesome, he can’t help but find it endearing.

- Especially in this moment, where you were so deep in slumber, you reached out to him and nestled yourself into his side.

- After very little debating, Jervis decides to get comfortable alongside you. A small smile forming on his face that mirrored yours.

BTAS Mad Hatter:

- Jervis usually tries to stay prepared for all your sleeping needs.

- Such as blankets, pillows, or plushies.

- Yet sometimes, like anyone else, he just forgets.

- He never expected you to lean on him one day, however.

- Jervis is instantly a blushing red mess.

- He tries to look around for one of your usual items–to no avail.

- He sighs in defeat, but he relishes in the sweet proximity.

- Jervis will rest his head on top of yours, after pressing a gentle kiss to your temple.

TNBA Mad Hatter:

- Wee mad lad is the perfect pillow size.

- Jervis is taken aback at first.

- He’s relieved to see it’s just you that’s got him captured.

- At first, Jervis tries to wiggle and squirm out of your arms–but failed.

- You just end up nuzzling closer into his side, a sleepy content smile on your face.

- The soft look on your face causes Jervis to pause his squirming.

- You truly looked really adorable when you were sleeping, he realized.

- Jervis eventually warms up to the idea of being a human pillow, but only for you, and in private.

Harley Quinn:TAS Mad Hatter:

- He rolls his eyes.

- Unlike a couple other Jervi, he's totally used to this.

- And he pretends to be annoyed.

- Jervis will gently try to shake you or pat you, something to get you to wake up.

- When deep down he actually loves it.

- He loves the warmth of your arms.

- He loves how you cling to him, and how your grip gets stronger if he even remotely tries to get away.

- Jervis ensures that whenever you fall asleep, he'll always be within your arms reach.

Joker’s Asylum Mad Hatter:

- Jervis is stunned at first.

- His heart pounds at the tight embrace.

- The beats get faster when he realizes its you.

- Well, this is quite the predicament.

- He's unsure what to make of it, but he can't say he's uncomfortable.

- You are so peaceful and warm.

- Jervis can easily see why you find it incredibly helpful to sleep with something…

- Perhaps he can talk you into taking naps with him like this from now on.

Secret Six Mad Hatter:

- Jervis literally won't allow you to sleep with anything else but him.

- The only exceptions being your childhood plush that always helped you sleep or a hat he's made for you.

- Like HQ:TAS, he always makes himself within your arms reach, so you can latch onto him.

- He just finds you so incredibly adorable.

- You also make the perfect model for all his little hats he manages to make whilst in your capture.

- Jervis also likes the idea of being the last one you see when you doze off and being the first one you see when you wake up.

- He likes to stick close to you, to protect you while you sleep.

- Jervis just loves to be able to make his dormouse comfortable as they sleep away.

#ri writes #arkhamverse mad hatter x reader #btas mad hatter x reader #tnba mad hatter x reader #harley quinn the animated series mad hatter x reader #hqtas mad hatter x reader #joker's asylum mad hatter x reader #secret six mad hatter x reader

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phobia-sweets · 1 year

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Arkhamverse Dork Squad with henchwoman crush in this type of situation?

Rogue: *Accidentally hits S/O in the face*

Rogue : *Trying to decide between saying 'I’m fucking sorry' and 'Are you okay'*

Rogue : ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?!

Crush: What’s wrong with you?!

I love specific requests /gen. This took quite long to write, bc, i'm also writing smth little for myself too :D This was fun tho

Today's song recommendation is uhhh The shower scene by Ice nine kills (hhh i love psycho so much its my fav movie AA)

ARKHAMVERSE! Riddler, Mad hatter & Scarecrow x reader

Warnings & Notes: Idk anything abt chem equipment, Jervis's part is short lol

RIDDLER

Walking through the sewers your boss called his ‘workshop’, you were bringing in coffee – the man refused to sleep, but him working half-asleep wouldn’t be a good idea, considering all the metal and electricity he was working on an hour ago, when you left. Both your hands full due to the two cups, you simply turned down the doorhandle with your elbow. Pushing the door open with your foot, your face was met with your boss’s fist. You dropped both cups of coffee on the ground, and held your face where he had hit you.

“Are you fucking sorry?!” He exclaimed, wrench in his other hand.

“What is wrong with you?!” You yelled back, looking at him with wide eyes. You could practically see the gears turning in his head, seeing the red mark forming on your face and the no longer hot coffee on the ground. The two of you stood there, waiting for the other one to say, well, anything. Riddler wasn’t one to apologize, so you decided to-

“I’m- Sorry-” His voice faltered, and your mouth hung slightly open at his words.

“Are you sick?” You asked in response, putting your hand against his forehead.

“What are you- Don’t touch!” He took your hand off his forehead.

“You actually apologised! Are you sure you’re okay? Maybe you should rest-”

“I am fine!”

SCARECROW

To be fair, scarecrow had asked for your help in his lab. So, there you were, handing him various chemicals and equipment while he prepared a fresh batch of toxin. You were lost in your thoughts, until you heard a yelp from him, and saw the beaker full of boiling water fall off the hot plate. Before you could move, your face was met with his fist and a bit of hot water, followed by you yelping in pain, and silence. You looked up to see your attacker, and was met with a burlap-covered face. The silence was… uncomfortable, to say the least. He – The scarecrow, was staring back at you.

“Are you fucking sorry?” He asked, much to your surprise. The fuck was that supposed to mean? ‘Are you fucking sorry’ He punched you, not the other way around!

“...Excuse me?” You managed to sputter, looking at him with a look of confusion. Hell, if he decided to gas you for your ‘disrespect’, you’d take it. At least it wouldn’t be another punch in the face. Instead of an answer, the silence continued on. You were about to excuse yourself, but were stopped by his voice.

“Are you all right?” He asked, voice gravelly as usual. You took a few seconds to respond, but nodded.

“Yeah… It just burns a bit, that’s all. You just scared me a bit.” You responded, watching his eyes slightly light up towards the end of your sentence.

“Good. You can have the rest of the day off as an apology. I’ll… continue working.”

MAD HATTER

Jervis was quite easy to surprise. That wasn’t what you had meant to do this time, but you somehow had managed to do just that.

You walked up behind him, carrying various fabrics for his hats. You didn’t realize how quiet you had been, and tapped his shoulder. You were surprised by him yelping, throwing up his arms, one of them hitting you square in your face, making you groan at the sudden pain. Upon hearing it was you, he quickly turned to face you. He took your face in his hands, Worry plastered all over his face.

“Are you sorry!” He blurted out, his hat had fallen to the ground in the moment.

“...What?” You questioned, shocked at his outburst. Considering his confusion at your response, he hadn’t realized what he had said in his worry. You saw his expression turn into one of panic, as the realization set in.

“Oh, I do apologise, I was not very wise!” He apologised, his hands tightening around your face, squishing your cheeks at the same time.

“Jervis, It’s okay, It’s okay, trust me!” You tried to reassure him, but not prying his hands off.

#the riddler x reader #scarecrow x reader #mad hatter x reader #arkhamverse scarecrow x reader #arkhamverse mad hatter x reader #arkhamverse riddler x reader #jervis tetch x reader #jonathan crane x reader #edward nygma x reader #patisilence

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iepurasdepraf · 11 months

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I... don't have the editing skill or knowhow to make something pretty to put here so you just get me talking, isn't that fun?

Arkhamverse Jervis Tetch x reader

Warnings: Female reader, bondage, fingering, ah... hm... that's all I think for this.

I just felt like it was getting a little long, but it's tasty as it is also, a whole thing on it's own really. If you want a part 2 let me know and maybe I'll finish what comes next, yeah?

@callsigncrash - You asked to be tagged.

A half sunken portion of a major city left to mold and crumble would normally make for an interesting if morbid opening for a fairytale or maybe an overeager young adult post-apocalypse novel the author didn’t have the technical skill to pull off. As would taking shelter in the attic of an abandoned townhouse. Turning that damp den into a passable hidey-hole for two lost dreamers to overwinter in, safe from the frigid water that was always seeping in and whoever else was creeping around what remained of Arkham City. Which was more than you’d think, really.

The man who called himself both mad and a hatter was in the midst of all that folly. Calling out to his friend with glee “Oh look! Mary Ann! Mary Ann, come look!”

An expert in making trash into treasure, the finding of Christmas lights sent him reeling into a giddy state. He had woken up bright eyed and bushy tailed and hadn’t lost that spirit for an instant even in the rising water and inclement weather though she’d woke finding herself far less hopeful. She’d barely slept at all in fact.

However, said Ann of Mary didn’t look away from the ladder she’d been staring down at for the past hour or so even though normally she would have come with a skip at his beck and call putting a damper on the Hatter’s excitement somewhat. “Mary Ann?” Once more did not answer his call, it was as if she didn’t hear him at all. This was a vice versa of their usual and Jervis wasn’t sure what to think of it. It was his schtick to be lost in his own head after all. She was out of character!

He took offense at first, how dare she not give him her full and undivided attention! Then after a moment and impulsive thought wrangling he pouted. It wasn’t like she was one of his pawns. She had her own thoughts and feelings and- what was she looking at anyway?

With lights in tow and shuffling in oversized boots, he makes his way over to peek over her shoulder. Mmm… water? Just water and soggy furniture. How boring. Not even anything swimming in it. Stinky, smelly thigh deep, to him, Gotham Bay water.

More important than all that though was that she was frowning he noticed. Poor sweet Mary Ann, was she scared of the water? Worried? It wouldn’t come up this far. That’s why they were up so high.Though maybe she didn’t know that he considered. She’d not experienced Arkham City as he had after all.

“Mary Ann” He said one last time, a little tersely this time, and when she didn’t respond he tossed the lights over her. Tangling her up like a tuna in a net to drag her deeper into the attic away from the distracting portal to a dreary reality. “Jervis!” “There she is!” “Get this off me!” She laughed over it luckily, amused as ever with his wiley antics. He couldn’t recall her ever getting mad at him for being himself. Maybe that’s why he felt so secure in being himself with her even if that meant doing something silly like tangling her up in Christmas lights. “What is this?” “Why, I’m so glad you asked! They’re lights. Fairy lights, Mary!” “I’m very happy for-” He pulled the wires tight playfully and she came to attention in a way he’d never seen before. So quiet, so red in the face. Ah. Jervis was mad, but not a fool. He knew that look. Seems they both just learned something about dear sweet Mary Ann.

What fun!

Something to pass the time then? Something to… distract her. That was a passible excuse. “Sit up for me, won’t you?” Oh, she was so obedient! Quick to do exactly as she was told now, just needed a little incentive. The wad of lights were easy enough to untangle. He had more than enough practice after so many years of decorating hideouts and set ups to get them undone in a jiffy though all that talent was then turned on it’s head to truss Mary Ann right back up nice and neat. Easy enough to make a harness, easier still to bind someone’s arms behind their back. He’d done that oodles of times. That delicious thigh meat dressed nicely, so thick it muffined around the strings. It would normally bring him to distraction, but right now he had just as lovely things to savor so he had to force himself to peel his eyes from the sight.

He’ll be back later, thighs, just give him a moment. He has to bind shin and ankle so they can be bound to you, you see?

Making dear Mary Ann kneel so sweetly on the floor that he just can’t resist showing her that being bound so specifically had it’s own benefits. A pull of the wire wrapped around his gloved fist and those loving binds squeezed coyly in all those tender places she could have ever wanted them to. She made the sweet mewls to prove it even after he let go.

Perfect, it was all so nearly perfect, but wasn’t quite. No, he had one thing left to do. “Don’t move.” She looked back in her partially bent forward position, but didn’t otherwise move which was fine and good. He beamed at her scrambling to get the dangling overhead light which he had to hop for to plunge them both into total darkness. “Jervis?” “Trust is essential, Mary Ann,” His disembodied voice said while seeming to float across the attic “You trust me, don’t you?” Without so much the pause for a breath she answered “Yes.” leaving her breathless when the generator roared to life on the other side of the room and the multicolored Christmas lights jumped to life around her revealing a grinning Jervis still crouched down from plugging the lights into the power strip. Oh yes, he was very willing to burn gas for this, for her.

He looked utterly mad in the flittering light with that smile. Wide hazel eyes taking her in like he could physically consume her with them. Anyone else would be terrified of him, but not her, no. No! Not Mary Ann. Silly girl was arched and eager for him to come closer. They’d never done anything like this before. Such a shame! Such an interesting first time! More than made up for it by his math.

“You’ve never looked more like Alice.” Her eyes went wide at that. There was too little time between the comment and Jervis dropping to his knees in front of her to respond. Even less between that and him pressing his lips to the corner of hers after lightly holding her chin to tilt her head just the way he wanted. He kissed her bottom lip, the top lip, the other corner. Teasing her until she whined about it before pressing his lips to hers and she learned his kisses were like him. Completely overwhelming. He didn’t kiss once in a long slow maneuver, no. He kissed her once, twice, a hundred times then finally slowing down to let her only gasp between them.

He loved how she trembled, how she gave in. Pressing her chest to his while he let her desperately kiss him back while he enjoyed every sweet exchange.

He had to indulge himself a little, didn’t he? Couldn’t let her have all the fun.

“Good. So good for me.” Jervis cooed treacly as a dove letting his hands wander as they pleased. Dressed in blue with the cutest pinafore and sweet as can be. Not Alice, but someone close enough for comfort. Someone you could confuse for Alice, but not her, no. He’d forgotten his logic for it at the moment. Was it that she cleaned up better? Mn, it wasn’t important. Mary Ann, dear darling Mary Ann in his arms was. Just a few more kisses he told himself. Just a few more. His tongue slipping in her mouth made them both swoon. Hers was soft and shy. His bold and brash, tasting her like Eve tasting the forbidden fruit and with the same fervor. If you're going to damn yourself it might as well be with gusto. Or in this case turn a friend into a lover. No going back in any case.

“Jervis…” Down, down the rabbit hole or what felt eerily similar while he kissed his way down her throat to the very top of her chest. He couldn’t go lower and find flesh. He’d not thought ahead and undressed her before tying her up. More's the pity, but there was always later for that sort of fun. Instead he turned her gently, careful of her knees on the eeky creaky old wood of the attic floor while making sure to give the lights slack so as to not pull the plug out of the loose socket.

Hello, Thighs. Did you two miss him? He missed you. Oh, yes he did. He’d never had this much fun adjusting the clothing under someone’s binds before. At some point he’d not taken much notice to, he’d peeled his gloves off and tossed them a little too hard across the room to be found another time. Entirely to eager to finally feel the flesh of those absolutely maddening thighs against his palms. He didn’t have much feeling in his fingertips anymore. Too many scars, too many callouses. How long had it been since he’d felt someone’s thighs shaking like this against his own? How long had it been since someone made such thrilling noises that made every atom of his being vibrate with wanton desire just from his touch? He couldn’t recall.

The Hatter managed to focus himself, moving pinafore and skirt around to the front and out of his way eventually between giving into the baser instincts his brain sent painful throbbing impulses to his groin demanding. Touch her here, feel her there. Cup right where you know she wants you to and call her yours just to make her whine and pant. A little pause just holding her close to make sure she was still with him before exposing those bloomers he’d spent so much wretched time getting the lace just right on.

“Next time I get it in my head to tie you up,” He whispered resting his chin on her shoulder, wrapping his arms around her hips so he could tangle his fingers in the light cotton fabric of the offending underpants “Be a dear, won’t you, and remind me to undress you first.” “I-” She didn’t get the time for a proper response. She didn’t really need it, did she? He ripped the seam open with a grimace and she let out the most pleasant squeal. “I can fix them later.” He assured as if it mattered.

“That’s better isn’t it?” It was for him. Lord, was it. “Hm?” “Mhm.” “Now now,” Jervis tutted “I am a man of words. Use them.” She liked it when he was bossy. When he got that growl in his lilting squeaky voice and it dipped low low low to a rumble. It made her shiver and flush normally and though right now her poor face couldn’t get anymore red she managed to peep out a “Yes! Much better!” that told him he was doing everything right. “Good girl.”

Heavens to Betsy, if she wasn’t wiggly before she certainly was now and much to his delight he found out exactly why when he let his fingers go where they were naturally inclined. “Oh my…” Jervis breathed, ghosting just the bare tips of his fingers along her slit. It was hard to tell who was more worked up at this point. The way he clung to her while his fingers slipped into her to feel exactly how much she wanted him of all people was something poets would drool over. That rarely felt realization of what was generally revolting being wanted and oh how wanted he was. “Jervis- Oh my god!” He grinned, nuzzling his face into her hair. She didn’t know he knew how to do this and it was a little funny. People always mistook madness for innocence. He’d lived through the 70’s darling, this was vanilla cream in a lavender darjeeling. He’d bitched this pot before. “Hm, Jervis be nimble, Jervis be quick.” He squeezed her tighter and let his thumb find her clit to rub while his fingers fucked her hard and fast making her arch her back in her binds and shake while calling out his name over and over like a mantra. She didn’t last long at all, no, not after everything and came with all the flash and splendor he dreamed she might. Soaking his fingers in a way that made him nearly regret not skipping straight to the point earlier. “Jesus Christ-” “Not too bad for a lunatic?”

Poor girl could only huff out a few laughs at the silly rhyme after she’d come down a little then moaned low and long in relief in pleasure while sagging against him. “Don’t get too comfortable, darling,” He cooed, wrapping the leashlike cord of lights he’d left for the express purpose of a moment like this around his fingers after he’d pulled them from his lover to give her a little breather, only pulling hard enough to bring her back to attention with a meep.

“That was just the foreplay.”

#arkhamverse mad hatter #jervis tetch x reader #mad hatter x reader #A little crusty this one but I think it has enough strawberry ganache to make up for it with just enough fluff to make it a mouthful #arkhamverse mad hatter x reader #//.mywriting.//

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batmanrogues-scenarios · 1 year

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Any arkhamverse rogues with S/O, who, when very angry, tends to give quite unusual threats, like "I'm gonna harvest your organs with BBQ fork while forcing you to listen Justin Bieber's songs!" or "I'm gonna pummel you with teabag, then strangle ya with spaghetti!"? Hope that's won't be too rough for you.

This reminds me of Gordon Ramsey's ask 💀

Killer Crock

First time he heard someone use these words in that way

Not sure how to react but will chuckle out of the absurdity

Zsasz

Watches it from the side with shit eating grin

Cheers them on

Might sometimes push their buttons just to hear new insults

Mad Hatter

Doesn't understand half of what they say but he's still cheering in backward

Will probably use them himself later

Riddler

Stop

He gets migraines from it

He might cover their mouth when they're angry

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mischievous-marchie · 1 year

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Arkhamverse Dork Squad having romance with their fem!therapist at Arkham in secret?

I went the route of starting the relationships, but I would be into the idea of expanding on these eventually!

Arkham!Dork Squad x Therapist!Reader Headcanons

SFW, secret relationship, power dynamic, shift in power dynamic, varying degrees of manipulation by the dorks

Jervis Tetch

The last thing Jervis wants is to be sent back to Arkham. It's a hellish place and nothing good has ever happened to him there.

That is until he has his first session with you.

You're not like the other doctors he's spoken to. You always have a kind word and genuinely seem to be trying to understand him.

He falls fast and hard. By your third session, he's already making his feelings known..

You think he's... Sweet. Charming, even. You'd be lying if you said there wasn't an attraction there, but... It would be highly unprofessional.

You're also aware of his history of being manipulated. With your position as his therapist, you're afraid of inadvertently taking advantage of him.

That doesn't stop him from trying to woo you.

Complimenting your appearance at the start of each session, slipping in hidden words of endearment when answering your questions.

Even giving you small gifts he makes from the few little crafting materials he's allowed to have. Usually origami.

You're falling for him. You'd lose your job if anyone found out.

The appropriate thing would be to transfer him to someone else, but you're afraid of how he'd react to the switch. He's been doing so well and you'd hate for him to lose that progress.

Looks like you have an important decision to make.

He greets you with his usual fondness and the gift of a paper flower.

"Jervis. We need to talk about... This," you say, holding up the gift you'd just received from him.

"About my affection?" He giggles, leaning forward in his chair. "Ah, doctor doctor. A glimpse of perfection! I certainly hope you have no objection..."

"I don't," you confess. And that's exactly the problem. "You know what that means, don't you?"

"Well. I believe it means," the Hatter grins ear to ear, clapping as he delivers his excited response. "The courtship has been successful! Now... When shall we have the wedding? I believe Spring is-"

"It means I can't be your therapist anymore, Jervis!"

His smile fades. A looked of panicked realization fills his eyes.

"You're... Leaving me?"

"No, I'm. I don't know what I'm doing, honestly."

Every idea you could think of to handle this while still keeping contact was flawed. Handing him over to another therapist would limit you to visiting hours. You'd barely see each other.

You couldn't just sign his release papers before he was ready either. And breaking him out was an absolute no-go.

He takes your hand in his. "Doctor, dear... Oh, can't you see? You're the only one who can understand me."

You realize that he's right. The other doctors don't get him. Don't respect him. They'd just as soon lock him away and forgot about him as look at him.

You can't leave him in someone else's hands. A secret relationship with your favorite patient it is then. Sealed, of course, with a kiss.

And to think you were worried about manipulating him.

Jonathan Crane

Jon seems... Indifferent toward you at the start of the session. All things considered, that doesn't really bother you.

You're more concerned when he starts turning the questions around on you. Asking you about your fears. You know he's done this with other doctors and it never ends well.

Usually they try to resist and end up playing directly into his hand regardless. He knows what he's doing, and if he's going to get his answers anyway...

You decide to try something different.

"Alright. We'll take turns. For each of my questions you answer honestly, I'll answer one of yours."

This surprises him somewhat. At least if the quirked brow is anything to go by.

He knows what you're trying to do here, and he honestly finds it naïve. Still... Something new, if nothing else. Sure. He'll play along.

"What kind of man was your father?" "How's your sleep? Fitful?" You go back and forth like this for a while.

He was expecting your first few questions. The basics that every doctor here uses to get a feel for their patient. But you manage to through a few curve balls as well. And he has to answer them or you'll deny him what he's looking for.

Perhaps you're not as naïve as he initially thought. A simple "well played, doctor," at the end of the session is as close as he'll come to admitting he's impressed.

Your following sessions follow a similar patterns. He tells you what you want to know, you tell him what he wants to know. It's a dangerous game you're playing, but a risk you're willing to take for even the smallest chance at progress.

You don't know when your mutual analysis of each other took a turn toward conversing like old friends, but somehow it made sense. You each knew things about the other that no one else did. As crazy as it sounded, there was a kind of trust there now.

Initially, that building of trust had been a part of Jon's plan. A way he could control you. What he hadn't planned on was his developing respect for you.

Respect that made it a whole lot harder for him to take advantage of that trust. But not impossible. A minor setback at worst, he assures himself. One he will overcome.

Or so he thinks, until the delay in his plans leaves just enough time for respect to develop into something more.

He's... Not happy with this development to say the least.

You notice during one of your sessions that he's quieter. Observing you more than usual.

You know him well enough to know that something's troubling him. And you bet your ass that as his therapist and friend, you're going to question him on it.

He evades the question at first, turning the questions around on you like he did in your first session.

And just like your first session, you bring out your now tried and true method. "I'll answer one of your questions. But you have to answer mine."

You even give him first question to sweeten the deal.

He trails off in thought, looking you over one last time before asking. "How's your sleep?"

"You've asked me that one before," you point out.

"Answer it."

"...Better, lately. Since we started having our talks," you confess.

There's a beat of silence. How rare it must be for the fearful Scarecrow to hear he'd had a positive impact on someone's sleep.

"Now," you tell him. "You have to answer my question. What's bothering you?"

"Unfortunately for us both, doctor," he finally answers. A curse on his plans, and certainly a curse on the recipient of his feelings. "It would seem that I'm in love with you."

You stare at him in silence, unable to find the words. As unprofessional as it may be, the feeling is mutual.

In lieu of a verbal response, you kiss him on the cheek, marking the beginning of a new secret between you.

Edward Nygma

As expected, he's highly antagonistic during your first session. There is nothing wrong with him, he insists, and your attempts to 'help' him are going to be a fruitless endeavor.

Needless to say, he doesn't like you.

Expect a lot of sarcasm, insults, and passive aggression.

You don't let it get to you though. Your job is to listen to him and help him work through his problems. Not that the man believes he has any problems, and he will lash out if you bring it up.

So you don't. You try to be more subtle.

You listen to him talk. You compliment him on his intelligence and insight, always toeing that line between validating him and just feeding his ego.

And honestly, you do believe he's brilliant. His potential is endless and you have no doubt that he could do just about anything he put his mind to.

Over time the barbed insults begin to fade, replaced by... Well, backhanded compliments.

"You know? You're not NEARLY as intellectually shortsighted as those other doctors I've spoken to. Why... I'm even beginning to believe you may possess a brain under that pretty little cranium of yours."

"Um... Thanks?"

No one said it would be easy, but you take this as a sign that he's warming up to you.

This is all but confirmed when he gifts you a puzzle box.

Where he got it, you have no idea. But his trust in you not to tell about the contraband item, not to mention the fact he would gift you something at all speaks volumes.

...Unless it's a trap.

"My dear, if I wished to entrap you, the means would be far more intricate than this."

Really. What do you take him for?

You think he couldn't turn your entire office into a deathtrap if he wanted to? Now that would be an endeavor worthy of his genius. And you'd never suspect a thing!

But no, he doesn't want you dead. He likes you doesn't want to waste his valuable time adjusting to a new therapist.

You keep the puzzle box secret, even as the guard arrive to take Eddie back to his cell.

And the moment you're alone, you start to work on it. You don't know what's driving you, but you're determined to solve it before your next session with him.

It takes... Longer than you expected. In hindsight, you suppose a puzzle from the Riddler wasn't going to be easy.

But little by little, you work at it, counting the days until you see Eddie again.

It's not until the final day that you manage to solve it. The box clicks open to reveal what is, essentially, a miniature Riddler trophy and the word 'CONGRATULATIONS' written in green across the bottom of the box.

Just in time to hear the knock at your office door. The guards bringing him in for his weekly session.

"I see you've solved it, doctor."

You nod your head, giving a hum of acknowledgement.

"And how long did it take you, might I ask?" he questions, eyeing you expectantly.

"I confess... I've been working on it all week."

A satisfied chuckle. "Then my estimations were correct. But then, that's hardly a surprise."

"Really, Ed? Another shot at my intelligence?" You quirk a brow. Your accusation is calm, but firm. "I take it this was an attempt to prove my stupidity."

He laughs at the insinuation, barking out an amused, "NO!"

You already know his opinions on the limited intellect of... Well, anyone who isn't him. Although the curse you bear isn't quite so heavy.

"Alright... But the way you're talking makes it sound like this wasn't just some random gift."

"Sharp as ever, doctor!"

"Then what? What was the point of this?"

"Mm... Think of it as... A little distraction. A way to keep you thinking about me until we could meet again."

He. Wanted to keep you thinking about him. You freeze at the implication, and you have to admit... That was smooth.

"Eddie. You know I'm your therapist. We can't-"

"Really? Because your eagerness to solve my puzzle. To IMPRESS me, and don't deny it doctor! I could see it in your eyes; tells me that we're already beyond a professional relationship."

The dawning realization that he's right consumes you. You had been trying to impress him. It had been the driving force behind your tireless efforts. The reason you couldn't just leave it alone.

You wanted his attention. And he wanted yours.

"So. You have another puzzle for me this week, I hope."

"I might have something... Trade you for a kiss."

You laugh quietly before allowing your lips to meet his. You know your job's on the line, but it's a risk you're willing to take.

#jervis tetch #mad hatter #dc mad hatter #jonathan crane #the scarecrow #dc scarecrow #edward nygma #the riddler #riddler #jervis tetch x reader #mad hatter x reader #jonathan crane x reader #scarecrow x reader #edward nygma x reader #riddler x reader #arkhamverse #headcanons #sfw post

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rae-raewrites · 7 months

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Heyo helloooo

Will you won’t you give me a-

Jervis Tetch x Adorable! Reader

I’m just curious how Arkham and BTAS Jervis Tetch would be with a adorable clueless killer. Def the type to cry while beating you up- as if she’s the victim💀 I’m definitely seeing Melanie Martinez vibes

Aww, look at the reader, smashing that guy’s head open 🥺❤️

Some relationships are built upon trust others not so much lol also equally on brand for October

Arkham and BTAS mad hatter with a adorable clueless killer s/o

Warnings:mentions murder

Arkham

I can definitely see you two running into each other on the streets or in Arkham the first time you meet

Jervis Adores you but also lovingly fears you

I mean he himself isn’t a saint but he’s certainly surprised when he sees you bashing someone in the head with a lead pipe

“Oh Alice dear you’re all messy! This won’t do at all.”

I mean he already is willing to make you new clothes this just the perfect excuse to do so!

If he sees you crying expect him to be attached to your side for hours after

Are you sure you’re ok? He has plenty of tea! That usually cheers him up.

He certainly doesn’t need to worry about Alice’s safety as much now,no need to try and get someone more gruff unsavory types at his tea parties more room for you too!

Though he absolutely lets you get first dibs when a rabbit doesn’t behave

Btas

An absolute gentleman

He certainly doesn’t expect to see you pull a knife on a mugger that was trying to come at him

He was just to pull out his cards but now you all covered in blood and all teary eyed

He pretty much drags you home and gets you cleaned up

“Oh now it’s okay,Arkham taught me a thing or two about how to get blood out of clothes.”

He’s a little freaked out a first when he really takes the time to think of it but then you appeal to his more mischievous self

I mean he’s certainly not gonna stop you just he doesn’t want you getting hurt is all.

Will absolutely kiss your forehead when he sees you crying,fake or not. No tears on his watch!

#batman #batman rouges #asks #headcanon #x reader #batman arkham series #arkhamverse #batman the animated series #mad hatter #jervis tetch #btas mad hatter #arkham mad hatter

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gothamitelove · 2 months

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May I request Arkham and BTAS Jervis who also likes to speak in rhymes?

dude i got one answer for both and it's ALL RHYMING ALL THE TIME. you engage in these silly rhyming conversations that no one else can stand or decipher and it's like having your own language. and it's so so great for jervis because not only do you accept the rhyming thing and dont think it's annoying but you also PARTICIPATE which is a whole new level of !!!!! that he didn't know he could feel. it sends him WAYYY further in love with you if that's even possible. you understand him! and isnt that what all of these guys really want at the end of the day

#asks #jervis tetch #arkhamverse #btas #jervis tetch x reader #dcu #x reader #gender neutral reader #dc x reader #rogues gallery #headcanons #gotham rogues #mad hatter

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march-harrigan · 2 years

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Could you do Arkhamverse! Jervis with a S/O, preferable female, whose kind of like a catwoman figure? Not the whole cats thing but she’s very seductive and flirts her way into getting what she wants. She takes a deep interest in Jervis? Like she is always complimenting him and has a smooth tone when she talks with him, and she tries to impress him with her looks? She want something from him she just wants him to love her?

GASP! I managed to write a drabble with over a thousand words? What is this witchcraft! Anyway, I hope you like it, anon! Sorry for the long wait on this one.

It had started so simply. A wink in his direction here, some honeyed words there. But you hadn't expected his reaction to your flirtations to be so… Cute. The way he'd blush, eyes owlishly wide as he tried to parse your intentions. At the time, it had been business as usual for you. A way past him when he caught you with the loot he'd planned on claiming for himself. But that first time he could only manage a surprised squeak in response, you'd fallen for him.

Perhaps that's why you'd been so sloppy and left the spoils of your little escapade behind. You didn't even want it anymore. No, the prize you were after from that moment on was something far more valuable. All you wanted now was his affection.

You saw a lot more of him after that. Whether it was coincidence or subtle planning on your part was anyone's guess. Either way, the result was the same. You'd bump into each other, his eyes lighting up when you greeted him with a smile. That recognition, that immense joy on his face as you strolled towards him would always make your heart flutter. And each time, you'd fight down the bubbling feeling in your chest, flirting as confidently as you ever had.

Many of your fellow rogues seemed to assume it was him doing the planning, of course. That after getting a taste of a woman's attention, he was obsessed and arranging these encounters with you. And when they'd find out you pulled your usual temptress routine, they would warn you. "He'll get the wrong idea," they'd say. And each time, you'd reply with only two words.

"Will he?"

If anything, you worried the opposite of what they warned you against. That he wasn't getting the message. That the routine you had developed with him was too much like the usual coquettish tactics you'd use in your capers. That despite the overwhelmingly positive response you always got from him, the real sincerity of your feelings wasn't getting through. Tonight… Tonight, that would have to change. Tonight, you would visit him in his own hideout.

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True to form, he was making tea when you arrived, just now taking the kettle off the stove. How fortunate that he had already placed it on the counter before you came in through the window. If that startled expression was anything to go by, you had given him quite a fright and you didn't want him spilling boiling hot water on himself.

"Sorry to drop in unannounced, sweetie. I didn't mean to scare you," you drawled, a smirk in your voice as you lazily placed a hand on his shoulder. The way his body stiffened and then immediately relaxed at your touch was all too familiar to you by now. You sauntered your way around the shorter rogue and leaned down, draping your arms around him from behind. "And how is my favorite Hatter doing this evening? Hm?"

"Oh! W… Well," he trailed off on your name, certainly not seeming to mind when you tilted his hat ever so slightly to one side and gave yourself room to kiss his cheek. A stuttering, blushy mess, this man. You couldn't help but adore that about him. But as much as you got a kick out of his reactions, you gave him a moment to regain his composure afterwards. How else could he answer your question? "I'm… I'm assuredly doing quite well, my dear… Especially now that. you are here."

Ah, the rhyming. Not something he always did. But when it happened, it was just another of his little quirks that you loved.

"Really? Well, I'm happy to hear that I have such a positive impact," you chuckled, now fully allowing your head to rest on him. The feeling of proximity earned a contented sigh and a large, dopey grin from Jervis. As with every meeting prior, he had quickly become putty in your hands. And yet, as always, you had no desire to shape him. No, you wanted only for him to understand that you loved him. And hopefully, for him to love you in return. So tonight, you'd decided now or never, that it was time to open up heart to him. Dropping the seductive tone, you spoke once again. "There's actually something I wanted to discuss with you. Could we sit down?"

Maybe it was the question, or perhaps the shift in tone. But something had brought him back to his senses and he was now looking over his shoulder at you.

"Of course, of course! Right this way," he beamed, turning and taking one of your hands into both of his. Before you could even react, he'd led you to the table and pulled you into one of the chairs. Just a moment more and he was seated near you. His elbows on the table and his face resting in his hands with the look of a man already listening intently. In this moment, you were the center of his world. "Now. What is it you wanted to tell me, my dear?"

You didn't answer right away. Your journey to the table had happened so quickly that it took your mind a moment to catch up with what had just happened. But soon enough, you adjusted yourself in your seat and began. "I… Guess it's no secret we've been seeing a lot of each other lately. And that I've been flirting with you for quite a while now."

"Oh, yes, yes! Don't think I hadn't noticed, you naughty minx," he agreed. That same goofy grin from before plastered itself across his face as he reached over and gently booped your nose. Perhaps you'd been wrong. Maybe he'd known all along that your intentions were genuine… Or not, judging by the way his smile faded into a pout. "It's impolite to tease, you know. It makes me miss you when you go."

"But I'm not teasing!"

You'd blurted it out almost too quickly. And now his gaze on you only intensified, like he was waiting on you to elaborate. An uncomfortable silence hung in the air as, for the first time, you realized you weren't as good at this sort of thing as you thought you were. Still, you knew you had to say something. You knew you had to try. And so with a deep breath, you spoke those simple words that you'd wanted to say to him all along. "I love you, Jervis."

It was impossible to gauge his reaction at first. The way he froze, still as stone. He would assure you it wasn't a negative reaction if he only could, but it was all he could do now to just process the words you'd just said. Love. You loved him. It was only the growing concern on your face that brought him out of it, allowing him to replace his blank, wide-eyed expression with a growing smile. "You… You love… Me?" he questioned, praying that he had heard the words correctly.

"I do," you confirmed. There wasn't a single note of hesitation in your voice. Worry at what he might say, but not hesitation. You'd finally said it and you were sticking by it.

There was another beat of silence, but it was soon broken. A small giggle from Jervis that erupted into a fit of melodious laughter, warm and inviting. The Hatter sang your name in reply. He couldn't recall a time in his life that he'd been happier than this very moment. "My dear, why the troubled face? What reason is there to fuss and fret when it's so plain to see that I love you too!?"

With that, he leapt out of his chair to pull you into a hug. And as he held you close, you realized that it was your turn. For once, you were the one with the dopey, love drunk grin on their face.

#jervis tetch #mad hatter #dc mad hatter #jervis tetch x reader #mad hatter x reader #arkhamverse #drabble #one shot

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sweetlikehoneystingslikeabee · 1 year

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BTAS, Gotham, Arkham Jervis has a crush on a Scarecrow assistant who also likes disturbing stuff and people feel weird around her.

"She's just a little quirky!"

I had a lot of fun messing around with this one. I hope you like it!

Tw: taxidermy, dead animal mention, gore/violence mention

For the sake of my own fun, let's make up some interests and background for our fake assistant. Neurodivergent, socially clumsy but tries to be friendly- her home is decorated with grotesque horror memorabilia, articulated animal skeletons, taxidermy and preserved bugs. She did at least half of them herself. Naturally attracted to many of common fears or things that make people grossed out. Wants to talk about them anyways. With that said-

Btas

- Ooooooohhhhh my god please don't stab him.

- HAHA HE MEANS HELLO HOW ARE YOU? Always exceedingly polite and it's only partly because he's nervous.

- Shes so beautiful and uniquely herself and terrifying and-

- His crush is really confusing at first because she's intimidating to him? Yes, absolutely fitting for someone working with Scarecrow. But besides some darker quirks, he's rather... whimsy.

- It's when she's so kind and genuine to him that it falls into place and he realizes that he's in trouble. There's a moment where he has to come to terms with the fact that he is also kind of strange and makes people feel weird and uncomfortable- and she doesn't judge him for it!

- Once he actually works up the nerve to tell her and she actually accepts him? That changes everything.

- Expect him to fully divulge in all his weird special interests and do his best to indulge in hers! It's not so scary once he sees the process. He had to do a lot of necropsies and anatomical studies to become a neuroscientist, after all.

- Will get very defensive if anyone acts nervous around her or rude. She's better than all of them!

- If you haven't seen "Red Flags" by Tom Cardy (ft. Montaigne) on YouTube, you should because it's the vibe for this pairing. Slight warning the red flag in the song is that the dates favorite movie is Human Centipede so if that's a trigger, avoid.

Gotham

- We're going to assume both Scarecrow and his assistant are older/adults for this scenario.

- It might bother him to see the amount of dead things all around her space. Yet he's seen enough mansions of old money to be familiar with pieces like these.

- At first he finds the horror memorabilia a bit over the top. But he sees how quiet and dedicated she is. To... everything, really. How she actually listens to him when he speaks. What others might think of as a "creepy stare" is her giving full attention, which he actually appreciates!

- When he does realize his feelings, he decides he's going to court her in a gentlemanly fashion.

- First he seeks to gift his crush something special. It's a piece he has to really search for at auctions and antique stores until he found the perfect one- a special display cabinet to fit on her shelf. The start of her own cabinet of curiosities!

- The second is asking her out where he can take her to see all the wonderful little holes in the walls he's discovered around Gotham... finishing off with a projector movie in his home. Tonights show? 1960 horror classic "Eyes without a Face" with subtitles!

- He keeps his hands to himself unless she initiates. And then, very politely, he takes her to her home after and kisses her knuckle as he says goodnight.

- He wonders if she likes hypnosis? He supposes he'll find out it anyone is ever mean to her because that is definitely what's going to happen.

Arkham

- 100% ready to be a freak about this.

- He was already pretty dark both in his actions and mentally before he got locked up in iso in arkham and then his brains served scrambled by Strange. The disturbing aspects of her interests don't startle him in the least.

- If anything he watches her with hearts in his eyes as she handles the specimens on her "work" desk when he comes to visit Scarecrow to discuss plans.

- "You must have soft hands to work with something so... delicate. Delicate, delicate, you look affectionate to your creations. Just how do you go to development?" Tell him all the details!

- If she isn't aware, Jon definitely mentions that his friend has got a crush. To be wary. And that he can "crush" it if needed. She simply smiles and waves it off.

- She gives Jervis a taxidermy white rabbit dressed in waistcoat with a little pocket watch- just like the White Rabbit from Alice in Wonderland... yes, he gets emotional. It's SO thoughtful! He's going to have to find a special place for it to display!

- They are going to assists each other in murder and villain plots. Couples bonding! He gave her teeth he made his enemies yank out of their own skulls ♡

- If anyone were to mock her or make her feel poorly because of the wonderful person she is, well... they'll just have to play a role in his next tea party, won't they?

#foxwriting #btas mad hatter #gotham jervis tetch #gotham mad hatter #arkham games mad hatter #arkhamverse mad hatter #x reader

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fatgumsurpremacy-remastered · 1 year

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Welcome folks-

My name is Festen Martinez, you can call me Festen. I am an actor above all else and a writer second. I write and draw for Team Fortress Two, as well as the Batman Rouges, (Some Hazbin), and FNAF. If you spark up a convo with me and I know the property and character you have a good chance at me writing for them too.

Feel free to send me requests and I’ll have a look. Current count (41, with 3 more in drafts).

Follow my second blog @faire-of-fictition

My hazbin oc blogs: @mc-tooley-tobias-toby , and @magnum-pritchard-repro

Other info:

He/Its

Bisexual

Transmasc

American (West Virginia, and Texas)

You can send me requests for your OCS or you can ask for mine as well. Don’t me shy, make yourself at home. 🧡

Requests open!

I am a Fandom Writer:

I write for:

Btas villains: Riddler, Twoface, Mad Hatter, Scarecrow, Harley, Ivy. Batman also

TF2: All Mercs AND MS PAULING

I will write:

•Should be obvious but chubby (or fat) reader

•Yandere (preferred)

•Smut (preferred, just reference what you’d want in the ask and I’ll give it to ya.)

•Non con/ Dub con/ CNC

•Platonic

•Headcannons

•Drabbles

•Imagines

I’ll draw any of the above as well

I won’t write (or draw)

•Scat

•Pedophillia

•Age Regression (dkh)

•Detransition

Masterlists:

Tf2

Demoman:

Demo joining a LARP group!

Yandere Demo w/ an s/o who doesn’t like dancing

Yan demo w/ bartender S/O

Engineer

Yandere Conagher Brothers x oblivious reader

Yandere Engie Headcannons

Dell x trans husband smut

Yandere Engie and forced affection

Traveling preist Engie Art by @virginstoner666 💗

Heavy:

Yan heavy cuddles!

Pyro

Yandere Platonic Emesis py Reader

Semi unmasked art

Ms. Pauling

Yandere Ms. Pauling

Semi Marriage proposal

Platonic Ms. Pauling and new trainee

Medic:

Yandere medic smut

Yandere medic with a captive that goes missing

Yandere medic and a partner w/ stolkholm

Yandere medic lap dance

Yandere medic Cycle of violence smut

Scout:

Get bonked

Yandere scout, kissing practice

Platonic scout

Sniper:

In my style

With a bratty so smut

Soldier:

Nsfw thoughts

Platonic Solly and overstimulated hugs

Spy:

Yandere spy egg vibes

All:

Yandere Red Octoberfest drawing

Would I trust them with my pets?

Demo and heavy x reader Head-cannons

Mercs reacting to a love letter

Yandere emesis Blue x reader

Yandere medic and sniper w/ clingy s/o

Emesis character comfort

Yandere mercs and if they’re comforting or not

Yandere mercenaries and how scary they are when jealous

Yandere Angel au with Sniper, Solider, and Medic smut

My my mercenaries

Soldier/Demo

Medic/engineer

Merc Headcannons

Memed science party

Spy and Engie dad stance

Btas

Alberto

Cornelius Stirk:

Stirk img.

Eddie

Yandere Arkham asylum riddler w/ shy and anxious reader

Yan telltale riddler with a reader who tries to escape

Yandere telltale Eddie

Yandere Arkham Eddie hcs

Handling it (smut)

Caked up Eddie img.

Eddie frame redraws💚

In my style: Ed and Jerv 💚💙

Nightmares img.

An Ed Kento for Sunny 💚💛

For Arkhamverse simps

Scantily clad ed

5’2 Au pt 1

5’2 suited up

5’2 Au ground img.

5’2 classic mv

5’2 smut pic

There’s a light img.

BTAS Insp. Art

Indulgent riddlebat

More fancy Eddie Art

Dilf Eddie?

Flashy Eddie ing.

Yandere platonic Eddie teaching riddles

Harley:

Harvey:

Au art

Harvey and insert art

Tasteful nudity

Ivy:

Jack:

Joinker au

More whore clown img.

Jervis:

Bonkers img

Jervis img.

Wonderlan img.

Reading img.

Johnathan:

Johnny img.

Scarecrow design img

BTAS scarecrow yandere head-cannons

Comp drawing w/ batman

Yandere BTAS headcannons

Ozwald:

Oswald Img.

Compilation

Au Squad: Jervis, John, Jack, and Edd

5’2 height matrix img (WIP)

Batman Vigilante Squad Au

Hazbin/Helluva Boss

Alastor

Under the Same Young Sky (male reader, ao3)

Vox

Yandere Vox housespouse

It Takes Time to Sew a Doll Yan!Vox x CisFem P1

Ocs

Maddox

Maddox x reader play fighting

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tainoidiot · 1 year

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Officially now doing Character X Reader requests! Just an fyi, my writing will mainly center around POC/Disabled/Chronically ill!Reader. But I'm willing to do more!

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RULES

I don't do +18 work.

Please be respectful of the time it takes to get stuff put out. I am only one person!

If I get something wrong, please don't hesitate to tell me. If I need to get called out then I get called out.

I will not do any requests that are borderline/generally abusive. (This includes domestic, sexual, mental abuse, and pedophilia. Yanderes are on thin ice)

IF you want a character not listed, work with me man! Don't be afraid to ask for things.

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MEDIA AND CHARACTERS

BATMAN (Only rogues and general "Bad guys")

Jervis Tetch/ The Mad Hatter (BTAS, Arkhamverse, TNBAS, Gotham)

Edward Nygma/ The Riddler (BTAS, Arkhamverse)

Johnathan Crane/ The Scarecrow (BTAS, Arkhamverse)

Selina Kyle/ Catwoman (BTAS, The Batman, Arkhamverse, Hunted.)

Pamela Isley/ Poison Ivy (BTAS, Arkhamverse, Harley Quinn)

MARVEL (movies only)

Namor/K'uk'ulkan

Shuri

Peggy Carter

King M'Baku

Wanda Maximoff

#marvel mcu #marvel x reader #batman #jervis tetch #johnathan crane #pamela isley #selina kyle #edward nygma #edward nashton #requests open #peggy carter #black panther wakanda forever #mcu namor #wakanda forever #wandavision #scarlet witch #a heem heem

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riddle-me-ri · 6 months

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How would the different Jervis’s react to the reader having a panic attack?

a/n: not gonna lie a few of the wee lads may panic along side you lmao, but it’s the effort and participation that counts

Content Warning: mentions and small details of symptoms of a panic attack

The Mad Hatters React to Reader Having a Panic Attack

Arkhamverse Mad Hatter:

Likely gets just as flustered as you are.

He's stuttering and sputtering over his words.

But he's there with you throughout it.

Jervis does try to shush your cries and comfort you with words.

He knows all too much what it's like to be like this, but it's rare for him to see it happen to someone else.

He won't leave your side though.

You won't suffer alone with it like he has had to do.

BTAS Mad Hatter:

Jervis goes into instant comfort mode.

He tries to walk you through your breathing exercises.

If you're comfortable with it he'll even offer to hold and squeeze your hand.

His soft warm voice helps calm your brain.

The way he reassures you, softly smiles at you…

Even though he's hurting on the inside seeing you suffer, he hopes his smile gives you comfort.

You eventually do get to calm down, and you're always grateful for him to help you through it.

TNBA Mad Hatter:

Jervis is automatically concerned.

And he is immediately by your side.

Like BTAS, he's on top of trying to get your heart to slow down.

He will try to get your breathing to match his own.

Jervis will attempt to ground you by asking you what you see around you.

If it’s what you want, he will try and help you sit down or lay down if you’re standing up.

Jervis won't keep you out of his sight likely for the rest of the day, just to ensure you're all right.

Gotham Mad Hatter:

Jervis almost notices the attack coming before you do.

He will inquire if you're okay when he observes how quiet you've gotten.

His hand immediately covers the one you have on your chest as your chest starts to tighten in pain.

If that's too much for you, he will opt to have a hand on your shoulder and squeeze it.

Whatever he can to try and center you and bring you down from your panicked state.

Harley Quinn: The Animated Series Mad Hatter:

Jervis is unsure how to help or what to do.

Normally, he'd take delight in someone's mental distraught.

However, when it’s you, he's dead in the water.

He sees you start trembling and breaking out in a sweat…

And he's going whatever he can to not also break out in a sweat.

Jervis isn't the best at it at first, but after some talks about what helps you and what he can do.

He's definitely prepared and ready to be there for you when need be.

Joker’s Asylum Mad Hatter:

Like Arkhamverse, he's likely panicking right there with you.

He’s simultaneously calming himself, and he hopes it can calm you in tandem.

Jervis will speak to you more quietly and more gently than before.

He will offer to make you a warm cup of tea

He knows what it's like to be riddled with panic and being overwhelmed.

Jervis is just glad to be able to at least be there to comfort you.

Secret Six Mad Hatter:

Drugs?

I mean…that always helped him. Maybe it'll help you?

Ok…how about a hat? Here, it'll take your mind off of what's making you panic.

Oh well, at least the hat idea made you chuckle some.

Jervis will try and ground you by having you focus on him and his voice.

If you're comfortable, he'll hold your hand and squeeze it to the time of his breathing.

While he has his suggestions, he’ll do whatever you need him to help you through your panic attack.

#ri writes #arkhamverse mad hatter x reader #btas mad hatter x reader #tnba mad hatter x reader #gotham mad hatter x reader #harley quinn the animated series mad hatter x reader #hqtas mad hatter x reader #joker's asylum mad hatter x reader #secret six mad hatter x reader

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