#general jervis tetch x reader
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a/n: PHEW okay so here's one of two 4k commissions I was working on. And it's for my very amazing friend @mischievous-marchie (tagging the NSFW blog because this is so NSFW lmao) Marchie, thank you so much for supporting my writing and trusting me with your main man Jervis, and all his variations. I hope I did your sweet idea justice and thanks so much again for supporting me by commissioning me. It means the world. And I hope everyone else gets to enjoy it too.
*Also reader is referred to as the March Hare cause Alice is overrated, The Hare was always my favorite and...yeah it's its for March lol
Content Warning: explicit sexual content, masturbation, sex toy, mutual masturbation, unprotected sexual intercourse (gn so no specific genitalia mentioned), caught in the act, and making out.
Word Count: 4.5 k
General Mad Hatter x Reader - Call Out My Name
Your fingers drummed along the hardback cover of a novel you were trying to read. Soon the tapping of your fingers migrated to your foot on the floor.
You groaned in frustration.
You grew restless with boredom.
Even the white noise of some random show that played on TV began to become silencing…just an echo of how lonely and dim it was when he wasn’t around.
You sighed, finally surrendering and putting the book down on the coffee table.
Why did Jervis have to be in Arkham?
You knew why, because if one of you was to get caught by Batman… Jervis ensured it was only going to be him every time. Jervis always made sure you had an escape, even if you didn’t know he had one for you.
“Arkham is no place for lovely people, my dear.” He explained once in a moment of lucidity. “I take it as a chance to reconvene my thoughts and even get to visit old friends.” He chuckled before he continued. “So don’t worry about me, dear…Although don’t forget about me either…please.”
Your heart panged the same way it did the day he told you that. He didn’t have to worry about you ever forgetting him.
You could never forget about the man you have loved and continue to love feverishly since day one.
If he only knew, sometimes you wished he would just miraculously figure it out. Then maybe, just maybe, he would be compelled to reveal his feelings…if he had any for you that is.
It felt like he did anyhow, the way he’d protect you from Batman, how he always somehow made time to see you or include you in everything.
You two have been companions for quite awhile. Jervis has always been charming, kind, and fun. He always made you smile, even on days when you didn’t feel like rolling out of bed.
You tried your best to always be there for him.
During his highs and lows, his madness and his lucidity, for everything. In turn, Jervis is always there for you when you need him in any capacity (except when he was locked up, which he always felt guilty for leaving you.)
You two were inseparable.
The Mad Hatter and The March Hare at the Mad Tea Party–only missing a sleepy Dormouse.
Yes, a strong, loyal relationship was formed, but if only it could transition from platonic to romantic…
Of course, it didn’t help that he is exquisitely handsome in the most unconventional way that was endearing to you.
Jervis’ wide bright eyes, cute elongated buck teeth, raggedy hair, and his obtuse nose that you desperately wanted to kiss.
You sighed as you sunk yourself deeper into the couch, no doubt creating a uniquely shaped dent in the cushions from lounging there all day.
You really did miss him. All of this reminiscing probably doesn’t help either. You just couldn’t help it, just forming his image in your mind made you happier.
Perhaps…this imagining could help in another area and maybe you can salvage the boring day and turn it into a fun night.
For a moment, you were grateful that Jervis wasn’t around…
The cushions of the couch sunk against your weight as you laid back and made yourself comfortable.
You took a deep breath as your head nestled into the plush arm rest. You slowly rolled up the long graphic tee you wore, exposing your lower body.
It had been a minute since you ventured into the realms of self love in the most physical sense, but you were certain the awkwardness of the start would be well worth the pleasure in the aftermath.
Your breath hitched as your fingers fell into a decent rhythm stimulating your sex. Every nerve ending on every pore of your skin was ignited.
You decide to finally take it up a notch.
You reluctantly removed your hand to reach for the toy on the side table behind your head. You snatched up the dark blue bullet vibrator and turned it on to a low setting.
Your body jerked slightly at the vibrating sensations as you glided the toy over your chest and down your abdomen. The smooth material made you wish it was something else.
Instead of the cool smooth mechanical texture…it was rough, soft, and warm.
Instead of your hand controlling a toy, it was someone else’s hand, better yet, Jervis’ gloved fingers.
Desperately, you wished it was Jervis that stimulated your body.
It was his warm diligent hands roaming across your skin causing goosebumps to form. His hands that created delicious friction that you craved.
As the vibrator made its way closer to your sex, the setting was turned up higher and your moans became louder and more drawn out.
The vibrations added with the continued pace of your other hand on your genitals. You were a withering mess on the couch.
Your eyes tightly closed, trying like crazy to suspend reality and envision it was Jervis doing this to you.
Your moans soon turned into pants and cries. “J-Jervis…Jervis!”
As you were chasing that sweet release, as if your imaginations manifested him…
Jervis Tetch was actually a free man and was making his way to your apartment.
Jervis was absolutely beaming with excitement. Adrenaline was still pumping in his veins from his narrow escape from Arkham.
The moment he was out, he knew he had to come see you and let you know he was free! The only person that would actually be waiting for him on the other side…
He just couldn’t wait to surprise you.
Jervis missed you terribly. No one else understood him, appreciated him…genuinely liked him like you do. To say you made his heart race would be an understatement. However, he was extremely cautious and uncertain.
As much as he wanted to sweep you off your feet, hold you, kiss you…he didn’t want to risk the chance of losing you–as he has lost others.
Jervis wasn’t sure he could handle losing you in any capacity.
Hence why he always did his best to protect you when things got dodgy. Despite your stubbornness to stay by his side…something he juxtapositionally adored and lamented about you.
His gloved knuckles barely racked along your door when he heard–
“J-Jervis! Jervis!”
Jervis’ heart fell to his stomach. The adrenaline from his escape rose back up out of sheer panic for you. He quickly grabbed the doorknob and was stantly met with resistance from the locked handle.
Seeing no other option, he began backing away and braced himself with his side as he ran shoulder first into your door–
You were so lost in your motions and the fantasy in your mind that you didn’t register the reality of your doorknob being rattled.
You were none the wiser to another presence until he made himself known by busting down your door.
The loud bang of the door hitting your wall woke you up from your pleasurable reverie.
Quickly, you sat up, hastily lowering your shirt back down and threw a blanket over your lower half for good measure.
You were petrified and frustrated.
“J-Jervis?” You let out in a small almost mousy voice, as you finally took in who the intruder was.
Jervis was looking around wildly, expecting some type of altercation to be happening, but quickly came to the realization nothing was awry.
In fact, you were alone, on your couch…nothing entirely out of place.
“Um…well..this is quite a predicament.” He chuckled sheepishly, as he lifted his hat to scratch at the side of his head.
You gulped down a mouthful of air as you tried to regulate your heartbeat. You began silently praying to whoever could hear that he wouldn’t put two and two together of what you were doing.
“Jervis,” you began, still trying to calm your nerves that were currently in a tailspin at the moment. “I-W-What are you–how…why did you break in?”
Your mind struggled to think of just one question, but that one seemed the most pressing. Usually, when Jervis came over he always knocked or he somehow let you know ahead of time that he was coming over.
“I-I heard you screaming my name…” He stretched his arms out exasperatedly. “I-I thought something was happening to you! It sounded all the same”
Whatever redness coalesced from your earlier activities quickly drained from your face.
“Ah…well…something was happening but nothing–bad…” You slowly began covering yourself up more with the blanket. Secretly wishing it would make you disappear.
“Yes, that much is obvious…so tell me, my dear. What was all the ruckus?”
“Um, well…I was..uh…”
“And what is that?” He interjected. Jervis pointed to a small rounded device on the ground that was still buzzing on the floor.
Jervis walked over towards where the object laid. He almost grabbed it until you grabbed his wrist.
“It’s nothing! I’ll get it! Oh sh-”
“Hare! Langua-oh…”
In your panicked leap for the toy, Jervis saw your state of dress or more like the lack thereof.
You couldn’t help but take note of how cute he looked when his face began blushing at the cheeks.
Even though yours was most likely as red as his is.
You instantly turned the toy off once it was in your grip.
As if seeing the vibrator in your hands was the final piece to the puzzle, Jervis was able to slowly put the puzzle of events together.
You were alone, on your couch, in nothing but a shirt, your skin was tinted red…you screamed his name…but not in danger or pain…
Jervis may be whimsical and mad most of the time, but he wasn’t ignorant.
You sighed as you saw him come to the conclusion of what happened. Somewhere deep down you were grateful you didn’t have to spell it out.
“I’m sorry.”
“I apologize-”
You both looked up at each other after apologizing at the same time.
“I-I didn’t mean to make you panic.” You continued, rubbing your arm.
“I didn’t mean to…ahem…ruin your fun?” He nervously chuckled as he played with his hat brim.
“It’s okay.” You reassured him softly. “I appreciate your concern.”
Jervis nodded. Of course he was concerned, he was always concerned for your safety.
“Yet…the question remains…why did you cry my name?”
Jervis had an idea why. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t guilty of the same act, but he just needed you to confirm it.
You looked away coyishly, biting your lip to keep from just dumping your emotions mixed with your explanations on him.
Jervis gulped. He really wished you didn’t do that. Although it did complete this exquisite vision of you just now.
Your hair a ruffled mess, your body gorgeously silhouetted by your shirt that only came to be just about your mid-thigh…all complimented with a cute lip bite.
You sighed. “I…I was…uh…thinking of you…while I had fun.”
Jervis took a small but sharp intake of breath. You were actually going to say it.
“Really?”
You nodded before looking away, not being able to look at him. Assuming he wanted a further explanation after a beat of silence, you continued.
“I-I’ve cared…I mean. I’ve always…” You groaned in frustration.
After taking another deep breath to reset your thoughts. You tried once more, “yes really…I’ve had feelings for you for a while and I…when you’re in Arkham…I, for a lack of better words…really miss you.”
Jervis hung onto every word like it was the last life line connecting him to the ship out in the middle of the ocean.
It was happening…it was really truly happening. Someone he loved…actually loved him back!
Jervis slowly walked over closer to where he was right in front of you. He gently curled his index finger around your chin and directed your head down to look at him.
His eyes stared softly into yours. “I missed you too, my dear.”
The sincere look he gave you, lidded eyes and a soft smile made your heart swell.
“I suppose it comes as no surprise that I, too, have had feelings for you arise.” His eyes shifted slightly, still unsure if he reciprocated correctly.
Your eyes widened, heart thumped against your chest.
All embarrassment was dissolved into surprise.
You reached to touch his hand that still propped your chin and your smile widened when you felt his fingers laced together between your own.
“If you’re saying what I think you’re saying…I’m very surprised but super happy all the same.” You giggled as your hand tightened around his.
Jervis chuckled warmly as he turned his hand so the back of your hand faced him. He gently pressed his chapped lips against your hand before smiling up at you.
"My dear, Hare, you know my way, I always mean what I say."
You were ecstatic, your body unable to keep still. To finally have everything laid out in the open. To know the one you've cherished for so long returns the sentiment.
"You do! You always do! Oh, Jervis!" You quickly slid your hand out from his grip but only to wrap your arms around his neck and pull him into an excited embrace.
Jervis became nervous again. He wanted to return the hug desperately, but he wasn't sure how to keep himself composed when he actually got to feel what little you wore.
Hesitantly, to not upset you, he wrapped his arms around your waist tightly. You were so soft and warm, he tried to refrain his fingers from tugging away at the flimsy obnoxious cotton that still covered you.
You slowly brought your head back and looked back down at him. Your eyes coyly darting between his eyes and his lips. You were stuck in limbo once more, should you ask first or just go for it?
Thankfully, despite Jervis' own dilemma, he was able to catch onto yours. As if silently asking if it's what you want, he slowly brought his face closer to yours.
You gasped softly, not missing the crucial hint. You closed your eyes, slowly leaned forward, and your lips gently pressed against Jervis’.
The kiss was so soft, sweet, and even innocent in that hesitant uncertain first kiss kind of way, but it felt so right and it capsulated all your emotions in one simple gesture.
You’ve dreamt of this moment for so long. Always thought if it were to happen it would be this way or that way. However, now that it happened, every made-up scenario and sensation paled in comparison to the real thing.
Jervis was the first to slowly pull back. You couldn’t help the tiny snickers you made at the sight of him softly panting for air and his pink dusted cheeks.
Jervis perked an eyebrow at you curiously.
You shook your head, not wanting him to think he did something wrong. “Sorry, you’re just…so cute.” Your hands came up from behind his back to frame his face.
Jervis practically melted at your touch. Your touch heated his face up even more, but he didn’t mind one bit. To be touched so tenderly, and lovingly by the only person he cared about…nothing could possibly come close to the sensation.
He craved more of your touch and kiss. He yearned for your affection as the Knave of Hearts (allegedly) yearned the tarts.
Jervis couldn’t even think of a response to your compliment as he swiftly crashed his lips back into yours.
You were shocked but not displeased as you quickly kissed him back with just as much fervor.
Jervis’ breath hitched when he felt you slightly poke your tongue along the edge of his protruding tooth and his lips. He didn’t hesitate to grant you entrance to his mouth.
Your kiss became more heated as your tongues explored each other’s mouths. Jervis began exploring more of your body, slowly building confidence to feed his desire to touch more of your skin and hopefully please you.
His hands raked and grasped around your waist and hips. As well as up and down your back.
So close to that same feeling you were trying to mimic earlier in your mind.
Your kiss was broken once more, albeit simultaneously as you both fell onto the couch when your knees bent against the cushion at the sudden impact. Jervis’ own hat fell off his head but safely landed on the coffee table in front of you.
The cheesy silly predicament caused you to snicker.
Jervis hummed warmly before he slowly rose himself off of you by his hands that were on both sides of your head.
“Still enjoying yourself, I see.” He chuckled lowly.
The deep drop in his voice caused a shiver to go down your spine.
It was then you took in the truly compromising position you were in…your fantasy from earlier was slowly playing out right before your eyes.
You’ll be damned if you let it slip away.
“Yep, much more so now with you actually here.” You smiled sweetly.
“Whatever you sought in your fantasy.” He began.
Jervis leaned up to kiss your forehead. “I’d be more than happy to make a reality.”
A kiss on your cheek before looking into your eyes in earnest. “If you’ll let me.”
Any confirmation you think you could say didn’t feel strong enough, so you just leaned in to kiss him once more.
It was all the confirmation Jervis needed as he leaned into your kiss. It was all the motivation he needed as he brought his body back down to try and get closer to you.
Your back arched slightly when you felt his hands slowly crawl up your body and under your shirt.
Jervis slowly retracted his lips from yours. Only a small trail of saliva kept you two connected.
He grabbed the hem of your shirt before looking up at you, silently asking if he could remove it.
You nodded so quickly your head almost rolled off.
The moment you were free from the flimsy cotton shirt, Jervis was quick to appreciate the exposure to your body as he began kneading the skin of your chest and abdomen.
He tucked his head in between your neck and shoulder as he began leaving hot wet kisses along your jaw and neck.
“J-Jervis…” you sighed breathlessly.
Jervis’ body tensed at your voice. He brought his head back up to face you.
He gulped. “P-Please…do that again, just the same…want you to call out my name.”
You nodded, your hand reaching up to cup the side of his face. “I will, just as long as you don’t stop.”
To that Jervis grinned a grin that would put the Cheshire Cat to shame. He gave your forehead another peck. “My darling, March Hare, I wouldn’t dream of such a thing…I wouldn’t dare.”
Jervis briefly sat up and rested on his haunches as he began shucking away his suit jacket.
Already missing his close proximity, you quickly sat up and wrapped your arms around his neck while he tried to unbutton his dress shirt, but quickly gave up in exchange for holding you.
He chuckled at your enthusiasm, still deliriously delighted to have someone love him like this. As you began returning the favor with your own kisses to his neck and chest, he continued to make quick work of his trousers.
To have Jervis here with you almost as bare as you were, overwhelmed you in the best of ways.
No longer did you have to ponder what he looked like under his clothes or how he would feel against you.
He was there in reality. All there and all yours.
Jervis’ cock was hard and occasionally hit his stomach. He breathed a sigh of relief once it was free from its confines.
He gasped shortly when you lightly traced your fingers up his dick. You turned your head to look at him to make sure this was okay.
Jervis nodded before leaning in to kiss you again. A kiss that said “I love you” and “I trust you.”
You felt the sharp intake of air through Jervis’ nose as you slowly wrapped your hand around his cock and began slowly stroking it. His gloved hands dug into the folds of your body, as if trying to keep himself grounded.
Soon you felt his hand travel further down your body. Not wanting to leave his precious March Hare out, he began trying to copy the same rhythm you were going at to your own sex.
This caused you to pull back from his lips, as you began panting into the crook of his neck.
Fantasizing be damned, this was so much better than anything you could imagine or what that toy could replicate.
Yet, you wanted–needed so much more. After years of pining for Jervis, to finally have him here with you in the most passionate way imaginable. How could you not want everything? Every little bit of him he has to offer?
“Jervis–mmh…Jervis..” You moaned. Trying to form a sentence but got caught off guard by his sped up pace.
“N-Need you…please…now.” You managed to pant out.
Jervis gulped, slowing down his movements which you did too. “Are you sure?”
“Yes!” You almost whined. “Please…Jervis..”
Another shudder overtook Jervis’ body. His heart beating relentlessly against his ribcage. Jervis knows madness, but has never known a madness as passionate and pleasurable as this.
Jervis gently leaned his body against yours to slowly have you lay back down on your back with him hovering above you once again.
He brought one of his hands to his mouth and bit down on the tip of the finger sleeve of the glove, before peeling it off his hand.
As sad as you were to see the gloves go, seeing the way he bit down on the finger of the glove made you swoon.
Once his hand was free from the glove, he reached down to your core and gathered what wetness was there before proceeding to slowly push his finger into your entrance.
Despite the fun you had earlier, you were still fairly tight as you winced at his finger entering you fully.
Jervis stared at you intently, looking for any signs of discomfort and hopefully he could see signs of pleasure.
He slowly added another finger as he continued his steady pace inside you.
You appreciated the effort he went to make sure you wouldn't be uncomfortable. However, you think you were about to scream if you didn't actually have him.
You gently put your hand on his arm and squeezed. "I'm ready, Jervis…please…I need you."
Jervis doesn't think he will ever get over hearing you say that and hearing you pleading for him.
He slowly brought his fingers out and maneuvered himself to where he could line himself up to your hole.
Jervis leaned over you again with hooded eyelids before kissing you. As he kissed you, he gently pushed himself inside of you.
You both took a sharp breath between your lips at the intrusion. Jervis began peppering soft kisses all along your face, jaw, and neck. Anything to ease any sort of pain you were feeling.
You softly muttered to him you were okay and that he could start moving.
Jervis seemed unsure at the moment, but took it in stride as he slowly pulled himself out and equally as slowly pushed back in. Every time it got easier and more pleasing.
Your moans continued to egg him on, but not nearly as much as when you moaned his name.
"Jervis…mhh..Jervis!"
It made him thrust faster, kiss you harder, and squeeze your skin tighter. Soon you began crying out his name similarly to how you sounded earlier when he thought you were in danger.
He hoped that this was far better than whatever fantasy you had playing in your mind.
If he had asked you that, you would have reassured that he was far better than what you imagined.
Your arms wrapped tightly around his neck to keep his lips near yours. Your hands either clung to his hair or the thin dress shirt he still wore.
Your throat began to burn from your moans and hot pants but you didn't care. It was well worth the deep burning sensation in your gut that continued to get hotter and tighter.
"Jervis…Jerv-mmm-I-I'm close.." You managed to announce in between your sounds of continuous pleasure.
Jervis nodded, all words in the English language being lost on him at that moment. He was close too, his ball tightening every time you squeezed around him or cried out his name.
His focus was solely on you though as he began thrusting faster than before, pulling out just enough to keep the head of his dick in before thrusting back in.
It knocked the air out of you, but you didn't care. It made your legs tingle and had you see stars.
Soon the tingles in your legs soon overtook your whole body as your nerves became ignited from the delicious release from the burning tension finally boiling over inside you.
You cried out his name when you arched your hips up from your shaking legs. Your entrance tightened that much more around Jervis' cock causing him to finally come unwound inside you with an audible groan.
Jervis reluctantly pulled out of you before collapsing on top of your body. His head nestled in your chest as he tried to catch his breath.
You tried to do the same, completely at a loss for words at the moment. You brought your hand up to comb through his unruly hair, finally living out another fantasy of yours.
You lowered your head and kissed the top of his head before whispering. "That was amazing, better than any fantasy."
Jervis chuckled, but deep down he was ecstatic, he just didn't have the energy to entirely act on it.
It meant so much to know he could please you, because loving you pleased him.
He lifted his head up briefly to look at you with pure adoration in his eyes. "It was my pleasure, darling." He scooted a little forward so his lips could reach yours.
When you two broke apart your heart swelled up at the soft look he gave you. It almost felt silly to say it, the way he looked at you made it clear he felt it too, but your heart was so full you swore you were about to combust.
"I love you, Jervis." You said softly as if speaking it too loudly could break the tender moment.
Jervis' smile widened as his bright eyes softly glazed over and his eyelids got more heavy. "And I love you, my dear Hare."
You two slowly slipped into a tender slumber. Likely going to wake up sore from the nightly activities and sleeping on the couch, but it wouldn't matter.
All that mattered now was that you two had each other in a way you both desired for a long time.
All those wondrous daydreams, desires, and fantasies were finally part of your wonderful reality.
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Jervis tetch with a reader who has dwarfism?I know this might be a odd topic but I have never seen someone write for a reader with it and I have it 🤷♀️ sorry if this doesn’t make sense 😅
General! Jervis Tetch x Reader with Dwarfism!
Note: I don’t have Dwarfism so I apologize if anything I say is stereotypical or offensive, I’ve also never meet anyone with it so I really don’t have any experience with stuff like that. And because of that I also didn’t write a fic, just some hcs. I really hope you like it, and I hope you can find someone with more experience with this to write the reader better <3
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Okay so starting off, Jervis is short. Even though he doesn’t have Dwarfism he is a tiny lad, so you two don’t have much of a height difference.
He really doesn’t see you as any different from other people. He’s lived his entire life being looked down upon (literally) that he wouldn’t want to put that on anyone else, no matter how different they are.
Even though he tries his best not to he will have his moments where he is more protective then he usually is, just tell him that he’s doing it and he’ll stop.
He’s very accommodating to your needs, he’ll make sure that you can reach everything, that you feel comfortable in your environment, and that nobody’s making fun of you.
Speaking of that, if someone happens to even leave a passing comment on you or your appearance, they will happen to disappear, he doesn’t bat an eye when you two hear of the gruesome state of their body when the police found them
He knows that you have trouble finding clothes that fit you, luckily, he know how to sew. He will make incredibly intricate and beautiful patterns and soft luscious garments for you to dawn, anything to make you happy and comfortable.
His ‘rabbits’ will protect you from any harm that will come your way. You tell him you can handle yourself and he knows that, but “people could take advantage of you!!”
He loves to bring you out publicly, he likes to brag about his lovely S/O! If anyone points it out he will give them literally fucking evil eyes. It kinda looks like he’s trying to blow them up with his mind. If they push, he might really blow them up.
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I’ve got my eye on you, Valentine! 💘
Pairing: General!Scarecrow x F!Reader
I’m super late for Valentines Day (I’m on vacation cut me some slack) but o finally finished this. Some characters may feel a little bit ooc and the pacing may be a little fast, but I tried my best I hope you guys like this.
Rating : General Audience. A little bit of angst, but mostly fluff.
For most of his life, Jonathan hated Valentine's Day.
He remembered the time at school when the day finally came and all the kids were exchanging cards, but Jonathan only found his box empty. Worse were the few times when he actually received a letter and there was that temporary feeling of happiness, only to later discover that it was all a cruel joke from his classmates.
Who in their right mind would have a crush on Jonathan Crane? The lanky, weird boy who always wore patched clothes and had his face buried in books.
Over the years, the date stopped being terrifying and became just annoying. Jonathan couldn't help but roll his eyes when he noticed that stores hanging up the pink and red decorations, how couples seemed even more clingy in public and the chubby image of the Cupid with his little bow was everywhere he looked.
Deep down, there was still that disappointment, the loneliness that seemed to follow him wherever he went, but he tried to cover up any silly feelings with his work and studies. He didn't have time for romance. He didn't need the chocolates or teddy bears or stupid cards.
And that was why Jonathan felt in a bad mood today.
"Valentine's Day. February 14th. Day to celebrate the martyr Saint Valentin.” Calendar Man whispers to himself as the Arkham staff handed out colored paper and blunt scissors to the patients.
For some reason they thought it was a constructive activity to make Valentine's Day cards. Nonsense. Nobody was interested in this stupid holiday. Well, except Harley who seemed to squirm in her seat with excitement.
Jonathan stares at you from across the room. You looked concentrated, your tongue tucked between your lips as you took the red paper and cut it into the shape of a heart. Your eyes meet for a second and you smile sweetly at him before Jonathan looks away.
You were a relatively new piece in Gotham's criminal world, but you had already done enough noise to be sent to Arkham by the Batman.
You and Jonathan got along well, you could even say you were friends, but nothing more than that. You seemed to actually pay attention to his lectures about fear and the human brain and he liked listening to you talk as well.
Maybe he could do something for you. You were kind after all. And funny, your laugh never failed to bring a smile to his lips. And smart. And beautiful. And…
Jonathan shakes his head. God, the doctors were right about him finally going crazy. You would never accept anything he gave you. Jonathan had always been the weird kid and that hadn't changed.
“Out of ideas, Jon?” Edward asks as he spies over Jonathan’s shoulder.
“No,” he says without looking at him. "I won’t do anything."
“Oh my friend, don’t be so grumpy,” Tetch says, cutting out several paper bunnies holding hands. “Would you like us to make a card for you?”
“No,” he says again, crossing his arms. “I don’t want anything from either of you.”
Edward follows his vision to you, a mischievous grin on his face. “Let me guess, you’re embarrassed to send her a Valentine’s card, aren’t you?”
Jonathan feels like he was back to his school days. Not exactly, since he didn't have any friends back then, but Edward was like an annoying friend pressuring Jonathan to confess to his crush.
“Don't say nonsense, Edward. I’m not in the mood for your jokes.”
Edward throws his head back in laughter. "Don’t be shy. You can tell us if you have a crush on someone. After all, we are your best friends, right, Jervis?”
Jervis at the moment seemed more interested in the paper hat he was making, so Edward decides not to wait for his answer.
“Come on, I can even help you,” Edward says, nudging him with his elbow. “Ok, write this down: What is a vampire’s sweetheart called? A ghoul-friend!”
Jonathan roll his eyes instantly. “That was terrible.”
“Trust me, women love riddles.” He winks, brushing his hair back.
“I won't take relationship advice from you, Edward.”
"What do you have to lose?"
“Let’s see…” he adjusts his glasses before starting to count on his fingers. “My dignity, my time, my patience…”
“You complicate things too much. Don’t tell me you’re scared.” The look Edward gives him is challenging, a smirk on his lips.
Jonathan opens his mouth to defend himself. Fear? He was the master of fear! He was the bogeyman that hid in the shadows. The nightmare of Gotham's citizens. But any complaints died on his tongue.
He stares at Edward full of venom before speaking again. “Pass me the damn crayon.”
Edward grabs a red crayon and hands it to Jonathan, still smiling smugly.
Jonathan curses under his breath as she folds a light pink sheet in half. The crayon stays in the air for a few seconds until he finds the right words and starts writing.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, from your friend Jonathan Crane.” He writes simply in his impeccable handwriting.
"Done. Satisfied?" He lifts the card into the air, showing it to Edward.
Edward wrinkles his nose. “This is so boring! It doesn’t even have hearts!”
“You're crossing the line, Edward.”
“Actually, he is right.” Tetch says in a moment of sudden clarity. “It’s a Valentine’s Day card, it should have lots and lots of hearts like mine!”
Tetch shows his card full of collages and details dedicated to his beloved and unreachable Alice.
Jonathan rolls his eyes again and sighs in defeat. He decides to add a small heart in the corner of the page, discreet enough that you might not notice it.
“Good enough,” Edward pats his shoulder before leaning back against his chair, looking pleased with himself.
The rational decision would be to throw the card away, but something about it stops Jonathan from doing so. Another dark part of him has the desire to add more details. Spilling out all his feelings and secrets until every corner of the paper was filled with sweet, silly things. But he holds back, clutching the crayon in his hand.
When the time runs out and the cards start to be handed out, his chest tightens.
Edward and Tetch were kind enough to hand Jonathan cards, although Tetch wrote nonsensical rhymes and Edward’s had a riddle that he answered before Jonathan could finish reading.
Even if Jonathan didn't want to admit it, he was grateful for them. Edward and Jervis could be difficult and annoying, but they were the closest thing he had to friends. It was an unlikely partnership, but it worked. Sometimes.
The two of you are the last people in the room when you get up and start walking towards him. It's at this moment that Jonathan realizes how fast his heart is beating inside his chest. How sweaty his hands are and how dry his throat is. He knows these symptoms very well. Fear. He was afraid.
“Good afternoon, Dr. Crane.” Your tone is light, but the way you say “doctor” sends a shiver down Jonathan’s spine. He swallows hard, giving a small nod.
"Evening."
"What you got there?" You ask.
Jonathan fumbles for a second before realizing you're referring to the cards in his hand.
“Oh, Edward and Jervis did this for me.” He feels heat rise to his face. Was he actually blushing?
"Can I see?"
Jonathan doesn't answer, just hands you the cards. Your lips stretch into a smile as you read what Jervis and Edward wrote.
“I didn’t know these two could be so cute.” Your gaze turns to him again. “They must really like you.”
“Don't be fooled. They can be truly horrible when they want to.” Jonathan says in a somewhat playful tone and you chuckle.
“And from who it is this last one?” You gesture your head towards the card in his hand.
He squeezes the paper even tighter between his fingers. He could just lie. Forget about this silly Valentine's Day idea and tear that damn card into little pieces.
But the way you look at him, full of expectation, makes Jonathan's heart melt inside his chest.
“Well, it’s… for you.”
“Oh, good, because I made one for you too.”
He stares at you dumbfounded for a few seconds in silence.
"Really?" It's stupid, but he can't help but ask. He feels like a kid again, like at any moment the curtain will fall and everyone will laugh at him for believing anyone could ever like poor Jonathan.
“Of course it’s for you, silly. Who else would it be for?” You wink at him, handing him the card.
Jonathan takes it with trembling fingers, handing his to you as well. The paper feels like it will disappear from his hands at any moment, but it is so real, so tangible.
You glued some big and small hearts on the front with “Happy Valentine’s Day” written on the bottom in red ink. He rubs his thumb over your handwriting, trying to savor every detail. When he finally opens the card an unconscious smile spreads across his face. You had made a simple drawing of a crow holding an eye in it’s beak and on the side it said “I’ve got my eye on you, Valentine.”
"Did you like it?" Your voice pulls him back to reality.
“I… Yes, of course.” He clears his throat, trying to compose himself. “But I’m afraid mine isn’t as good as yours.”
And then he notices the way you are holding the card, pressed against your chest like something valuable.
"I loved it. Seriously. But I think you forgot a little something.”
“Sorry for the lack of details. I don’t have much practice with this.”
You shake your head, chuckling softly. "It's not that. You forgot to ask me if I want to be your Valentine.”
He waits for the the joke to sink in and for the moment you brush him off with a laugh, but you don’t stop staring at him with a serious expression.
He hates it. He hates it how exposed he feels. How bare his is before you. He hates even more how he hopes this not some kind of joke afte all.
“Stop playing with me.” He almost sounds like he's begging.
"This isn’t a joke."
"You can’t be serious."
You cross your arms, frowning your eyebrows at him. "Why not? Why is it so hard to believe that I want this?
“Oh, please. This is ridiculous. Is this some kind of prank? I have been the target of this kind of joke before and belive me when I say they aren’t funny.”
“Oh my God! You’re can be so dense sometimes!” You sigh in frustration, taking a deep breath before speaking again. “Well, if you're not going to ask me, then I will. Jonathan Crane would you like to be my Valentine?”
If he was blushing before, now his face is burning hot. His brain is a mess of emotions, but it’s unable to actually form any coherent words. He can’t even remember the last time he was speechless.
You’re staring at him and he knows he needs to say something. Anything! Jonathan could never forgive himself if he ever let you go without knowing how much you matter to him. So he decides to do the only thing he is capable of.
He approaches you slowly so as not to startle you, his eyes searching for any indication of discomfort, but you dont move a muscle. He leans towards you and when he's sure you want this, he presses his lips against your cheek.
The kiss is shy and quick, barely brushing your skin, but when Jonathan pulls away you're staring at him as if he'd placed the stars in the sky.
“Yes,” He finally manages to say, “I would like to be your valentine.”
Before you can say anything, a guard appears in the room, interrupting your intimate moment.
“What are you two still doing here? You should be in group therapy. Come on, move before you get in trouble!" The guard orders.
In any other situation Jonathan would be annoyed, but now he just does what the guard says, pulling you out of the room with him.
The two of you sit silently side by side on the chairs positioned in a circle with the other patients. Jonathan knows someone is babbling something in the background, but all he can focus on right now is how your knee is touching his.
Jonathan catches you staring at him, your lips stretched into the sweetest smile he's ever seen and he can't help but smile too.
This may be the best Valentine’s Day he had in a long time.
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General!Scarecrow x General!Mad Hatter x GN!Reader
word count: 1k
a lil thing for a trade, hattercrow x reader, although poor jervis is just happy to be there lmao 💜
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minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: fluff, some sexual stuff i mean it's me
At the mercy of the two deeply intelligent men, both renowned in their villainy and yet so completely different in nature, you sighed and moaned. Jonathan Crane and Jervis Tetch were convincing in their efforts to get you to agree to their proposition. What you had at first expected to be something experimental in nature, related to either Jervis’ hypnotism or Jonathan’s nightmare inducing toxins, you had come to realise was entirely sexual in nature, apparent from their immediate devouring of your body once you had enthusiastically agreed to participate.
On either side of your neck, you felt Jonathan and Jervis competing for your soft moans. While his softer counterpart kissed tenderly, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as he ran his tongue softly along your skin, Crane chose to take a different route to your satisfaction. He bit into your skin, the sharp pain drawing a wincing whine from your lips which he pulled back to smirk at. A deep, gritty chuckle spilled from his throat before he brought his mouth down around you again. The dramatic, vampiric move as he clenched his jaw, open wide, around you, sucking at your skin and pulling the blood to the surface.
With a minute change to his temperament, Jervis tried to match his opponent in the crusade for your affection, or for your orgasm, and began to ferociously nibble at your neck and collar bone. With your sudden increase in subtle moans, the sense of praise, that he was doing something right, made his heart leap. With the burst of adrenaline and confidence, he brought his hand to your stomach, walking his fingers up, running his palm along you behind them, and reached for your chest where he settled flat, feeling your heartbeat.
Standing away from you, smiling cruelly at the way your lips and body tried to follow him, desperate for more of his touch, Jonathan stood away. As he sneered you cursed yourself for allowing him a display of your desire, for offering him the upper hand.
Spurred on by his new sense of dominance, something you had both been fighting for since he had first made contact with your body, he shifted his coat back, exposing a small sheath from which he produced a short but sharp blade. It glinted in the light as he held the handle in a tight grip, pointing the tip into his finger as he turned it back and forth, maintaining eye contact with you as Jervis continued his assault on your neck.
“Fear drives us. It pushes out ability to respond. Accesses a deeper part of our subconscious and tells us things about ourselves that we never really knew. What do you think it might tell you?”
You leaned into the blade, letting the tip of it press into your skin just enough that you noticed Jonathan’s chest shudder in brief panic before he composed himself.
“I think, Crane, that it’s telling me I’m braver than I thought, or at least than you thought. And that what I really crave is the danger. Of you. If you think you can provide me with that.”
With a sly smile he watched as you gripped the back of Jervis’ head, pushing him down to his knees on the floor. Stepping over him and standing directly in front of him with a complete disregard for his colleague’s ability to participate, Jonathan blocked Tetch’s view of your body as he took you completely, but not before you grabbed at the front of his shirt and pulled him down to your level. He winced at the sudden jerk in his back. With his nose pressed to yours he narrowed his eyes and furrowed his brows, a stark contrast to the playful and mischievous grin you wore.
“Play nice, Jonathan.”
You mocked him, teasing him as you licked at your lips, tongue so close to touching him, but ever so slightly out of reach.
“Are you ok down there, sweetie?”
Jervis cocked his head out from behind Jonathan and smiled up at you, utter adoration and devotion in his lopsided grin. His soft nature making him a perfectly submissive treat, happy to be there at the service of two bodies that he found deeply tantalising.
“Completely, absolutely, wonderously perfect.”
“Make yourself useful then, Tetch.”
With a forceful shove, Jonathan reached behind his back and pushed Jervis face against his rear, knowing his friend to be all too familiar and willing to service him. He pulled at Jonathan’s trousers, exposing his lower half to the cool air of the room in the abandoned warehouse. With his cock bouncing free, Jonathan grabbed it at the base and lined it up with your entrance, offering you one final look, raised eyebrows, an insidious grin playing on his mouth.
“Are you quite ready then?”
You shot back immediately, not one to back down from any instigation, and wanting Jonathan to know exactly where he stood.
“Are you?”
With a low growl, Jonathan leaned his head back slightly, enraged that he found himself so desperate, so aroused by your refusal to submit completely, or easily, to him. Jervis on the other hand whimpered at the display of strength, the playful but tense back and forth between you both. This alone was enough to have him bucking his hips ferociously into the air, desperate to find friction, something to rut against. He feverishly delved between Jonathan’s cheeks, tongue firm and strong as he pressed it inside of the tight hole.
Jerked forward by the motion, the head of Jonathan’s cock teased against you and he let out a soft whimper at the sensation, both of them at the same time, taking his body over in pleasure. Furious, ecstatic, he groaned Jervis’ name as you whined Jonathan’s, and pushed forward inside of you, immediately howling in pleasure, the chorus of you and Jervis joining in soon after as you all got into the swing of things.
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Mad Hatter/Jervis Tetch 🕰
"Sleeping Beauty" General NSFW
"Pictures of you" Gotham NSFW
Femm S/O immune to hypnosis - Hatter Party
Gotham Jervis and a femme s/o that's fallen head over heels! NSFW
"Charisma Vs. Hypnosis" Hatter Party- F!reader
"You are simply detestable!" Gotham x F!reader NSFW
"She's Just a Little Quirky!" Hatter Party
"Bored of You" Hatter Party F!reader
Dollplay Gotham NSFW
Stepping in on inappropriate touching- Hatter Party F!reader
"A Real Doll" Hatter Party
"I'm in the middle of something, here!" Hatter Party F!reader NSFW
"A Real Doll pt 2" Hatter Party
"Okay, Kevin" Hatter Party
Confusion over Attraction- Hatter Party
"The Only Good Arkham Guard" Hatter Party
Love Letter to Cass - Gotham NSFW (Valentines 2023 event)
Love Letter to an ex - Gotham NSFW (Valentines 2023 event)
";)" Hatter Party NSFW
"This is a sex song?" Hatter Party
"Kindly Submissions" Arkham
"I don't even like them-" Gotham
"You give me fever" Gotham
"Vampire Backgrounds" Hatter Party (vampire au)
"Mercy, grant me reprieve" Hatter Party NSFW
"Alice Mine" Arkhamverse Vampire!Mad Hatter (vampire au)
Leather and Lace Date - Gotham Jervis x F!S/O (Valentines Event 2024)
"The Victorian Moroseness" Gotham!Mad Hatter
"A Hat-Trick" Hatter Party x Reader
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What if Jervis gets a boyfriend... and they braid his hair and calls him a pretty boy... Maybe I am gay... Maybe I am strange, but boy do I love that bastard and his horrible past
A/N: I’m sorry this took so long, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. It might be a bit ooc? I’m not sure
Pretty Little Thing
JERVIS TETCH X MALE READER
WORDS: 641
YOU JERVIS
Who could’ve guessed life could make such blissful moments in the same day it doled out a hurricane’s worth of struggles? Jervis certainly didnt, but he was so thankful it did. He woke up knowing today was going to be rough, his calendar showed several meetings with his accomplices to plan their biggest attack yet, and with so many grudges held by so many cooks, the kitchen was packed. At one point Jerome had killed a lower level meeting attendant, and Jervis was left to return order among the group to stop an obvious betrayal plan forming in some peoples heads.
When the meetings ended and he thought he could finally return home to his wonderful boyfriend, Jervis was informed that Johnathan required his assistance, the man Jerome killed was originally scheduled to assist him in creating more fear gas tonight. Tetch obliged, considering his revenge was the one that required the awful mixture the most, but heavens sake was it unpleasant to make. He had been accidentally sprayed, and despite Crane’s apologies he did not feel better until finally stepping into the threshold of he and his partner’s home.
Jervis removed his hat, placing it atop the antique coat hanger by the door, and began moving forward into the house. Darling? Are you home? He switches directions when he hears your voice in the living room. Yes Dear, come watch with me, our shows on! It’s an episode we’ve alre- oh my god Jervis, your eyes! You shoot up off the couch, booking it to your boyfriend. What happened? Are your hurt? Who did this? Was Jerome being a dick again because I swear- your hands are on Jervis’s face when he interrupts you, pulling them down with his own so he can hold them. It was an accident Darling, Johnny forgot to tighten one of the containers, but really, I’ll be ok. But, he gestures to the black and purple surrounding his brown eyes, I’m afraid you’ll be stuck with this for a few days. Sorry it’s suck an eyesore, it’s a stronger vers- Jervis Tetch! You lead him towards the couch by your still intertwined hands. Once your both sitting, you pull him towards you until his head is in your lap, staring up at you. Don’t ever call any part of you an eyesore again. No matter what, you’re never that. You’re my beautiful boy, such a pretty little thing. Jervis let’s out a content sigh as he closes his eyes, leaning towards your thumb slowly rubbing softly across his cheek. Alright, sorry darling. I won’t do it again, thank you Love.
The two of you sit wordlessly for a while, enjoying the comfort your presence brings eachother. After a couple minutes, Jervis turns his head to watch the show, and your fingers find themselves slowly slinking into his hair. You begin crossing the strands in small sections as he hums along to the shows theme song. Once you’ve created a few braids, your gaze drifts down from the tv and lands on Jervis’s face. Truly, even with the slight puffiness and discoloration around his eyes, your boyfriend had one of the prettiest faces in Gotham, if not the world. His eyes were filled with a general awe of the things around him, very rarely did he have trouble finding something to get excited about. He had a strong jawline without looking too sharp, and soft lips that always quirked into loving smiles around you.
Dearest? His eyes darted towards you, the usual bright gaze intact despite his state. Yes Darling? You move a strand of hair off his cheek, moving down to give him a quick peck on his forehead. I love you pretty boy, I really do.
I love you too Darling, I’d give up all of Wonderland for your happiness if I had it.
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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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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.
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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
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A/N: hey hi hello, sooo I still think about Love and Suds at least once a day and I have an itch to keep writing for it. Idk if it'll be like a long fic or anything but more like a collection of various one offs pertaining to a reader who loves Jervis and cause of that in turn tries to save him from going back to his old ways.
However, you don’t necessarily have to read Love and Suds to read this scenario, but it may help provide context to the nature of reader and Hatter’s relationship.
Also, also I did not mean to post two Hatter fics in a row, I just really needed to get this dialogue chain out of my brain lmao
Trigger Warnings: slight angst, so hurt/comfort?, arguing, references to Jervis’ crimes, Batman being Batman (I really tried with him and like his weird stern way of showing concern?). That’s about it.
Word Count: 2.4 k (...oops)
“I give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it.” - Alice, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland
It was pitiful really.
As Jervis was checking himself over in the bathroom mirror…he found himself echoing the mental health checklist they often asked in the asylum.
“How are you Tetch?”
Good for once it’d seem.
“Where are you right now?”
Gotham, unfortunately.
“In the past two weeks have you thought of hurting yourself or others?”
No…actually.
“On a scale of 1 to 10…how are you feeling?”
For once the answer would actually be higher than 5 and he actually means it. He wasn’t being delirious or perpetually thrusting himself in a fantasy to make him happy.
He actually had something…someone rather that made reality worth being in.
Jervis scrunched up his nose and furrowed his eyebrows. Debating…dictating.
Should…should I wear my hat?
It didn’t have any mechanisms or circuitry along the inside, like he initially planned for his newest hat when the rest were confiscated.
Jervis glanced back in the mirror for another glance. His hair was combed and not greasy, he was able to part it neatly and his bangs didn’t cascade down past his forehead and were less spiky and erratic looking.
Darting his eyes back to his hat in his gloved hands…he bit his lip. This shouldn’t be as difficult as it was. He knew what the hat stood for, what it-it can represent. As many terrible things it was tied to…the formal headgear gave him confidence. It made him stand taller, walk with his shoulders back.
It would be nice…to be confident without it…
Inhaling, before he exhaled deeply.
Would you be proud of him if he didn’t wear it?
The night was for you after all.
It had been a couple weeks since you swooped back into his life and pulled him from one of his darkest moments yet. You stayed with him by his side for a week, until…your reality set in and you had to go to work but you were always close by and he got to hear your voice every day.
As a thank you, Jervis offered to take you out to dinner. While at first you implored the thanks wasn’t necessary, ultimately you couldn’t deny the opportunity to spend time with him.
He began tracing the rim of his hat in thought. Perhaps he could bring it along and ask for your opinion when he saw you. You were always forthcoming and genuine with him. One of the many things he adored about you.
Jervis held the hat in his hands, still fiddling with the rim as he took a taxi to your apartment. The taxi driver didn’t seem to fidget or notice a high profile villain was in his backseat…
For all the nerves bundling and firing in his veins from anxiety…he also couldn’t deny the elation he felt at the prospect of finally seeing you again.
Jervis stood in front of your door, a fresh bouquet nestled in his hand. He rocked his knuckles along your door.
His blood ran cold when the pressure from the knock caused your door to open slightly.
Did you forget to lock it? Was it broken? Should he go in?
You–You knew him better…you knew he wouldn’t break into your apartment for no reason other than to ensure your safety.
He softly pushed the door open more as he snuck in.
Should he sneak?
He called out your name as he crossed the threshold of your door. When he turned on his heel to close the door back, he noticed the broken lock mechanism on your door. He felt himself gritting his teeth.
No doubt you put in a complaint and they’ve gone ignored…this city couldn’t careless if anything happened to you. He would, he cares, he cares more about you than any wretched being in this shallow city–
“I told you to leave! He’s not doing anything wrong or going to do anything!”
“You can’t be sure…”
“I am sure. Because I am here now!”
Jervis’ ears perked up at your voice. The other one was too muffled for him to make out.
Oh, he shouldn’t eavesdrop. That…that was rude. Agh, be polite or be curious…
He at least wanted to know who the other person was.
Jervis noticed a small streak of the moonlight cascading down the hallway. That was likely your bedroom at the end of the short hallway. Jervis slowly crept down the hallway. He once again softly pushed the door open a little more to have one eye visible to the events unfolding.
“Jervis Tetch is an extremely deluded individual. He–he is dangerous.”
“Not to me! He hasn’t nor will he ever hurt me! Because I care about him, unlike you and unlike those doctors at Arkham! None of you cared! You just want another punching bag and the doctors want to be able to control the minds’ of their patients. Nothing more!”
Batman? Batman! W-what was he doing here? To discuss him with you? And why did it seem like you two have had this conversation before?
Batman sighed as he jumped down from the metal railing and properly onto your balcony. You were sitting on the side of your bed looking up at the dark figure.
“I can’t…I can’t ask for you to watch over him. He’s too chaotic and you have your own life to live–”
You stood up in fury. “Don’t–Don’t! Don’t get chivalrous with me oh, Dark Knight! I know what I’m getting into.”
“Do you? Have you seen his case files? Seen the images of the countless women he-”
“I’m not oblivious to his crimes, Bat. You don’t have to remind me.” You put your hands up to your hips. “I–I know what he’s done. It’s horrible, but it could’ve been prevented…It can be prevented.” You began rocking side to side, contemplating.
“Tetch was a brilliant man. He could have done amazing things and accomplished great feats. But I’m afraid he’s passed that…and I don’t want you to blame yourself for not being there for him to prevent his crimes–”
“Stop…”
“I don’t want you to blame yourself, and now assign yourself as his guardian…you may know him but so do I-”
“No! No you don’t! If you knew him so well you wouldn’t have constantly called me to findout more about him! You came to me because you knew I knew him better. If you knew him, detective, you would know more than anything he needs help!” You argued.
Your fists were clenched and held against your chest. Your body shuddered as you fought back tears. Not wanting to show any vulnerability to the Dark Knight.
“He needs help…actual help, from someone that cares about him. That knows him for more than his criminal history…”
You saw Batman begin to open his mouth but you cut him off. “I know what Jervis did, Batman. I’m not naive. You don’t have to guilt trip me or shame me, it’s not going to work.”
"If you know what he's done, you know what he's capable of. What happens when your own reality calls for you to…have to leave Gotham, again? You can't always be there for Jervis. I agree he needs help, but help that's much bigger than you…"
"Oh, you mean like you?" You snarled. "Someone who beats him up, throws him around, and locks him up in an asylum that wouldn't do any better! You don't care about him…not like that Catwoman or better yet your precious clown."
Batman furrowed his brows. "You don't know what you're talking about. You're confused."
You shake your head defiantly, "Bullshit! You give that clown chances after chances, expecting a change…he's done terrible things too Batman. He's killed men, women, children. Husband's, wives, sons, duaghters…"
"Enough." Batman snapped. "This isn't about me. It's about you and Tetch. I'm trying to help you."
"You sure have a funny way of helping…" You sniffled, the tears slowly pouring from your eye ducts, no matter how hard you tried to push them down. "I-I-I I know I left when he needed me most…I regret it every day…I-I had no choice.."
Once Jervis heard your voice crackling from your tears and whimpers, it was like he snapped out of the trance he was in.
He heard every word. Every single word. Jervis didn't appreciate Batman's input a single bit…even if deep down Jervis knew the Caped Crusader had a point.
"That's enough!" Jervis intervened.
You felt his familiar glove hands rest on your shoulders, giving you a comforting squeeze.
You almost jumped out of your skin at his voice and presence.
"Jervis! Oh my god, where…how…when-when did you–?"
He squeezed your shoulders again. "It's all right, darling. Don't worry, I understand."
"Let them be, Jervis." Batman took a step closer to you two.
"Don't take another step, Dark Knight!" Jervis stood in front of you now. "I think you've upset them quite enough! I think it's best you make haste to whatever damp dark cave you call home!"
Your eyes widened as you saw Jervis began walking towards Batman almost going toe to toe with him.
"Jervis! Its-its–"
Batman didn't move as Jervis invaded his personal space. He was studying him, looking for any possible signs of the eccentric deluded man he's come to know.
There wasn't any. His irises were normal, his blood pressure was…normal even considering his angered state, he wasn't rhyming or chortling…and he didn't have his hat.
Batman began walking backwards away from Tetch and back on to the balcony.
"Here's some good advice," he looked over Jervis' shoulder and towards you. "I know you care about him, it's admirable. But you can't do it alone. Best to get out while you can before you're in too deep."
With that he jumped up on the railing and began gliding through the brisk Gotham night air.
Jervis growled in annoyance as he slammed the door to your balcony shut.
"Rude. Positively rude! Breaking and entering! Harassing and interrogating an unsuspecting individual! Why I dare–"
His enraged ramblings were brought to a halt when he heard your sniffling.
Jervis rushed back towards you. He got down on his knees in front of you. He quickly placed your hands in his and squeezed them as he looked up at you sitting on your bed. Tears flowing like a precious stone fountain.
"Shh…it's okay. I-I…I apologize for listening in…I just…never knew…"
You shook your head. "No, no I should apologize. I should've told you, but I didn't want you to think that I was siding with him or anything. What you saw was the norm. He comes storming in and asking questions and telling me what I should and shouldn't do with no regards for my actual thoughts and feelings…"
You squeezed his hands again. "I…I also want to apologize for leaving Gotham! I didn't want to Jervis! It was the hardest thing I ever had to do!" You cried as more guilt driven tears began glowing. You had no choice, you couldn’t find a job pertaining to your field, nor find a part time job that could afford you a room and board in Gotham.
He tried to shush you, bringing his hands up to run your shoulders and gently rock you back and forth. "Darling, darling, please it's all right. You're here now! You were there for me when I needed you most!"
You gulped down a breath. "B-But I couldn't…I didn't-"
"No one could have, if anything I'm…I'm glad you weren't here for all of that."
Jervis brought himself up from off his haunches to embrace you. You rested your head on his shoulder and wrapped your arms around his neck.
After a moment filled with your soft whimpers. You tightened your grip on him as his hand rubbed your back up and down.
"I meant what I said…" You croaked in his ear. "I-I do care about you Jervis, I want to help you and be here for you."
He smiled warmly. "I know you did…I must admit it's very rare to see someone defending me.." he pulled away from the embrace to look at you.
"But I couldn't imagine a better person to have in my corner." He brought his hand up to cup the side of your face and you happily clasped it with your own hand.
"I'm not going anywhere…despite Batman's advice…" You muttered in disapproval.
"I know, and I assure you…it won't be in vain. I'll do whatever it takes."
You smiled softly. You closed your eyes as you leaned your head into his hand. Relieved in the peace that wafted over the hostile air in the room when Batman was there.
You knew what Jervis was capable of, but you were even more aware of his potential to be a better person.
You opened your eyes slowly too look into his bright eyes that crinkled from his own smile.
Then you noticed something was slightly off. "Jervy?"
Jervis giggled, adoring the nickname. "Yes, my dear?"
"Where's your hat?"
His eyes widened. Instinctively his hands reached up to his head only to notice what you said was true. He recalled having it in his hand when he arrived. Had he truly set it down somewhere? In his worrisome state for your safety?
"Oh, um…I brought it with me…where?”
The both of you looked frantically about the room.
“Here it is!” You opened the door from your room and saw it…surprisingly on the floor.
You picked it up gently and softly brushed off some dust from the hardwood floor. “I’m surprised you weren’t wearing it.”
You handed the hat back to Jervis, but he hesitated.
“Do-do you think I should? I-I mean wear it that is…”
Your eyes widened. Something really was stirring in his mind if he doubted putting his hat back on. If anyone knew anything about Jervis it was just how precious his hat was to him.
You glanced down at the headgear and back to Jervis. He was swaying side to side with his head hung low, he stared at the ground.
You walked over to him, lifted his chin up by the tips of your fingers, and gently placed the top hat on his head.
“Here’s some even better advice…Just because you’re changing doesn’t mean your wardrobe has to.” You giggled. “Besides, I absolutely adore your hats…they make you look that much more handsome.”
Jervis couldn’t contain his giddy smile anymore as he chuckled softly. He did feel better with it on, or perhaps he just felt better overall in your presence.
Who needs good advice from someone who doesn’t know you? When you have someone that knows so much and cares so much more instead.
#ri writes#general mad hatter x reader#general jervis tetch x reader#dc mad hatter x reader#dc jervis tetch x reader#mad hatter x reader#jervis tetch x reader#this really could've gone on and on#I had to reel myself back#I reimagined like four different dialogue chains for reader and batman#i have a slight problem#rip
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Hellooo gosh I love your writing 🥰 may I request a jealous jervis tetch x reader where he gets jealous over them talking about a new coworker or friend or something (I'm a sucker for jealousy tropes lol)
Reassurance
Btas! Jervis Tetch x reader
Note: I did this as BTAS but this could be seen as general. Slightly suggestive at the end.
F/N = Friends name
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After he’s started his career as a criminal, he really didn’t have to go to work-work. I mean he has a different sort of job, he doesn’t really have to deal with co-workers or a boss. I mean there are the other rogues, but he doesn’t talk to them unless he gets along with them.
When you go to work he’s never the happiest, your STUPID job interrupted your morning snuggle time. Sometimes he tries to get you to quit, stay home with him ALL DAY. But at the same time he knew that if he went to Arkham, you then wouldn’t be able to support yourself all alone. You also enjoyed the independence of providing for yourself, and he understands that. He would still rather you be home all day with him.
He loves to hear about your day, your work day, what you did with your friends, how shopping went. He ALSO wants to know how your relationships with your friends and co-workers are, to know how happy you are throughout your day, and making sure no one gets to close to you, he’s a very jealous and protective man.
Today was a perfect example of that, you had come home from work, exhausted and just wanting to relax with your boyfriend. You sat at the dining table, babbling on to him, about how work went, about how the walk home was miserable, how you just wanted to go to bed and sleep.
“I understand my dearest, it must be difficult surrendering your beautiful mind to such misery almost everyday,” he spoke to you like you were forced to execute people on a daily basis, like your life was being ruined by your job. “It breaks my heart to know you go through such pains! Oh how you don’t deserve this..”
“Jervis it’s fine, I mean most people have to, I guess it’s just part of life,” you sighed, taking a moment to just think and go over your day, before visibly lightening up as you popped up.
“Ah your so excited!” Jervis giggled, grabbing your hand as you began fiddling with it. “What’s got you so, joyful?” He asked, cocking his head to the side, he gave you one of his signature, wide toothy grind as he awaited your response.
“I almost forgot to mention something!” You jokingly knocked on your head, “Sorry I’m just all mixed-up today,”
“Yes- yes I understand, but you’ve got me all giddy! Tell me, tell me quick! I want to hear all about it!” He cupped his face in his hands, resting his elbows in the table, positioning his head where his ear was facing slightly towards you, showing you his intent listening as you began to speak.
“So today guess who I saw at the store while I was out purchasing ingredients for dinner tonight?” You asked. He scrunched his eyebrows, scratching his chin and tapping his cheek as he pretended to think real hard. Before delivering a over exaggerated shoulder shrug.
“I saw F/N! It was honestly a highlight of my day, I haven’t seen them in so long!” You began to babble on about what you two talked about and how fun it was to catch up with an old friend, but what you didn’t notice was how Jervis’s shoulders visibly tensed and his smile tightened as you mentioned your dearest friend. Never had Jervis been very fond of them, they were always to close to you.
They were always complimenting you and touching you. Of course there’s nothing wrong with others complimenting you, he loved it when other recognized your beauty, and loved to flaunt the fact that you two were dating. But they way they did it rubbed him the wrong way. Complimenting your body instead of you as a person.
Saying how wonderful your legs looked in a pair of pants, or how well that outfit hugged your body, especially your hips. Instead of telling you how kind you were, or thanking you for giving them a particularly thoughtful present.
What was the worst for him was they way they acted around him, constantly trying to push him out and demean him in front of you, like they were making him seem inferior to them. Of course you never noticed, your friend just wanted your attention! That’s all! Jervis knew you just wanted to see the best in your friend, ignoring the bad and highlighting the good.
He wished the two of you never spoke again, or for you to realize your friends alter motives, how they just wanted you for your body, how they didn’t want to be your friend. He would never share these thoughts and feelings with you. He would never tell you he wanted to end the life of that piece of shit-
“Jervis?”
Your voice brought him back to, he blinked back into reality. Scrunched up eyebrows and worry dripping from your voice, he felt bad, making you worry for him like that.
“Are you alright?” Softly, you asked him. He just nodded in reply, steam practically blowing from his ears, you giggled as his face reddened with anger. You cupped his cheek, bringing him to face you.
“Your not, jealous of the attention I’m giving them, are you?” Your cheeky tone of voice mixed with your hand caressing his cheek made it impossible for him to lie, he just looked away.
“Awww baby~!!” You jumped up, bringing him into a kiss as you leaned him back in his chair, he was not only red from anger, he was incredibly flustered.
“You don’t have to jealous of them, I promise. You are the only one I love,” you gently cooed as you climbed into his lap, he didn’t complain as he tightly embraced you. You brushed his hair out of his face, showing his blue eyes hastily avoiding yours.
“Prove it,” for a man who looked as flustered as he did right now he definitely was confident. Your face went bright red at his challenge, before your shook expression spread into a cheeky grin.
“Gladly,”
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Hello hello
Request Status: closed
Will write for: Jervis Tetch/ the Mad Hatter; Edward Nygma/ the Riddler; and Jonathan Crane/ the Scarecrow.
Note: I’ve been doodling/writing silly scenarios with the three above since like,, end of May, and they’ve been my longest fixation so far this year, so hopefully I’m not being too impulsive lol
guess i'm gonna do this then, huh..
alright, well- dc universe, nothing in particular, just dork squad x reader stuff i want to do. this is the current fixation, and i want to write, and these three are stuck in my head, rotating like they're inside a microwave. might include music meister in the future?? not sure, not too interested, but maybe?? dunno, mad hatter, riddler, and scarecrow are the current blurbos.
will include headcanons, scenarios, and one-shots. can and will do poly relationships, fine with [insert trait] readers (i will say now i may not know how to write certain backgrounds or topics, but i will try my best). might do sfw/n in the future, right now not interested. generally okay with most stuff.
fine with mentioning some of these, but won't explicitly/write incest, sexual abuse, and minor/adult romantic relationships. may add more, depending on what comes to mind/requests.
and uh,, brief stuff below :’)
Random facts about admin (do with these as you will, or don’t. don’t please, actually):
I am a compulsive organizer;
have a cat I adore;
am poor at time management;
diagnosed/have anxiety, adhd, and mild tics (I’ll probably write a number of niche stuff to do with these lol);
and am somewhere on the aro-ace spectrums & bi.
and,,, i adore jervis with my heart and soul. can’t believe he’s been done dirty.
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Hello, Tumblr! This is Red Batty speaking.
I'm all done with school now so, hey! I thought I'd open my ask box for fic requests.
Smut is A-Okay! NSFW, Angst, the works. I'll just have to make the final call, but I can do the same prompt but milder if I'm not comfortable with the ask. No Yandere either, there's too many impressionable teens on this hell site that might think that's true love and I'm not risking it. I also don't do sad endings or major character death, because. I don't want to <3
Below are the characters I'm willing to write for!
DC
Justice League Dark
John Constantine
Etrigan/Jason Blood
Zatanna Zatara
Deadman/Boston Brand
Batman/Batfamily
Batman/Bruce Wayne
Robert Pattinson/Batman 2022 version
Comics version
Christian Bale/Dark Knight version
Arkham games version
Anything more niche than that literally just ask I'm probably down, like if he's voiced by Kevin Conroy, I'll probably write for him
Nightwing/Dick Grayson
Red Hood/Jason Todd
I haven't played Arkham Knight yet so Arkham!Jason isn't available yet
Red Robin/Tim Drake
Batgirl/Cassandra Kain
Oracle/Barbara Gordon (I can do Batgirl!Babs also)
Spoiler/Stephanie Brown
I'm also open to do Spotlight/Duke Thomas but I know f$%king nothing about him so if its an ask generic enough to apply to any Robin I'm down.
Rogues Gallery
Comics, Arkham games and animated series versions only right now. Well, that and Nolan!Rogues. Just not Bane, don't make me write fic for Rises.
I could do Gotham but it'd have to be plot nonspecific or you'd have to be specific about the ask (not against that) but still,,, yeah ahem anyways
Harley Quinn
Arkham games version
Comics version
Animated series version
Still haven't seen BoP or Suicide Squad so not those versions yet,,, sorry gang
Poison Ivy
I WILL do Harlivy if requested, and Harlivy x reader, and Harlivy x Selina x reader… Basically just send me your ideal fictional polycule and I'll do it. Love wins.
Mad Hatter/Jervis Tetch
Scarecrow/Jonathan Crane
WOOF Cillian Murphy too fine, if not specified that's the version I'm writing
Riddler/Edward Nygma
NOT PAUL DANO VERSION. I'm sorry but the 2022 la version is a little creep and I won't write fic for him
If I get a Joker ask It better be the f$%king Lego Joker ONLY.
Bane
Catwoman/Selina Kyle
Zoe Kravitz Selina my beloved, so hmu for 2022!Selina if you like also
Uhhhh I'm tired and ran out of ideas, If I missed one literally just ask
Justice League
just animated series and comics. No, I haven't seen Snyderverse. Yes, I'll be a little bitchy about it. Shazam and Aquaman and Wonder Woman can stay though. I'll write for live action Aquaman and WW, but not Shazam bc he's. Literally a child. Mkay.
Superman/Clark Kent
Batman (see above)
Green Lantern
John Stewart
Hal Jordan
Wonder Woman/Diana Prince
Aquaman/Arthur Curry
Flash
Wally West
Barry Allen
Green Arrow/Oliver Queen
Arcane (League of Legends)
Haven't seen Arrow in years so bear with me if you want arrowverse!Ollie
Sandman/Neil Gaiman!DC
Morpheus/Dream of the Endless
Death of the Endless
The Corinthian
Hob/Rob Gadling
Rob x Morpheus x Reader
Constantine (Joanna or John, see above)
Vi
Caitlin
Vi x Caitlin x Reader or any other polycule for that matter
Viktor
Jayce
Silco
Vander
Bethesda
Jinx
Skyrim
Fallout 4
Nick Valentine
John Hancock
Paladin Danse
McCready
Piper
Preston Garvey
Fallout (TV Show)
Lucy
Maximus
The Ghoul/Cooper Howard
Brynjolf
Mercer Frey
Vilkas
Farkas
Aela
Serana
Cicero
Adrianne and Ulfberth War-Bear (at Shieldmaiden's)
this one is niche as hell they're not even companions or marriable but I'm putting it on the list
Mortal Kombat
If there's anyone missing just talk to me about it, thanks guys love u
I'll do the game or the movie I'm just a bit rustier on game lore, pls bear with me.
Scorpion/Hanzo Hasashi
Sub-Zero/Kuai Liang
Kenshi
Liu Kang
Raiden
Johnny Cage
Sonya Blade
Johnny x Sonya or Johnny x Sonya x reader
Kotal Khan
Cassie Cage
Marvel
Takeda
I'm having a bit of a love/hate relationship with the MCU right now so these are the few I'm writing for, if there's someone you want me to write for from comics lore, just hmu and we'll see what I can do for you
Moon Knight
Marc Spector, Steven Grant, Jake Lockley, all together or individually
Doctor Stephen Strange
**or any of his variants.
Also AUs. I'm down for AUs like "in this universe of DS he's like [blank]" so when mcu!DS comes through its like [blank]... you get the idea.
Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximo
Quicksilver/Pietro Maximoff
I'll do Peter Maximoff also but X-men get their own special section, see below
Loki
2012!Loki
TVA!Loki
President!Loki
Disneyland Loki
X-Men
Its not that I think I'm better than people because I prefer writing comics/animated series it's just. I know that better. And the movies make my head hurt sometimes but a few of them are cool it's literally random so just. Ask.
Cyclops/Scott Summers
(This one for my bestie mwah)
Emma Frost
Nightcrawler/Kurt Wagner
Deadpool (does he count? Fuck it, he was a trainee)
Colossus/Piotr Rasputin
Mystique/Raven Darkhölme
Magneto/Erik (Magnus) Lensherr
This is one I will write straight from the movies because good lord is his character hot as fuck compelling and a dilf well written
Shadowcat/Kitty Pride
Rogue/Anna-Marie
Gambit/Remy LeBeau
Gambit x Rogue x reader, and any other polycule basically
Quicksilver/Peter Maximoff
Storm/Ororo Munroe
There's so many at this point I can't remember them all just ask
Defenders
Daredevil/Matt Murdock
Jessica Jones
Foggy Nelson
Karen Page
Punisher/Frank Castle
I ask that you keep my punisher reqs spoiler free as I'm catching up on the show right now
Spiderverse
Peter Parker
Peter B. (ITSV)
Tom Holland
Andrew Garfield
Tobey Maguire
(I'm rustier on the live action babies so give me grace here)
Spiderman 2099/Miguel O'hara
Spider!Gwen
Spiderman Noir
Spider!Gwen x Andrew Garfield!Spiderman
Spiderman/Miles Morales
He WILL be aged up or shipped with a teen reader, anything else will get doused in gasoline and set on fire.
Eddie Brock/Venom
Note: I'm more willing to do spiderverse x ocs bc I know the spidersona brainrot is real. Hell, at this point, I might do oc x oc content for spiderverse because I've been there (and I've got a bestie with two spider ocs in a ship, love u cas)
Doc Ock/Otto Octavius
Doc Ock/Liv Octavius
Lmao I might do liv x aunt may if its funny or wholesome enough
Mysterio/Quentin Beck
It'll only be mcu!beck if explicitly stated that's what you want.
Green Goblin/Norman Osborne
Electro/Max Dillon
Sandman/Flint Marko
Lizard/Dr. Curtis Connors
If you think I'm missing someone just ask
Umbrella Academy
Luther Hargreeves
Diego Hargreeves
Allison Hargreeves
Klaus Hargreeves
Ben Hargreeves
Viktor Hargreeves
Fka Vanya for anyone not up to speed, he's going by Viktor now that Elliot Page has come out
I will not use she/her pronouns or the name Vanya, if I get a req for Vanya it will be written for Viktor.
Star Wars
Prequels/Clone Wars
Anakin Skywalker
Obi-Wan Kenobi
Captain Rex
Commander Cody
Padme Amidala
Original Trilogy
Luke Skywalker
Leia Organa Skywalker
Han Solo
Lando Calrissian
Mandalorian/Post War Era
Mando/Din Djarin
Bo Katan-Kryze
Cobb Vanth
I know I'm missing some I know it just ask and I'll let yall know
Call of Duty: Modern Warfare
Ghost/Lt. Simon Riley
Soap/Sgt. Johnny MacTavish
Gaz/Sgt. Kyle Garrick
Captain John Price
Colonel Alejandro Vargas
Rudy/Sgt. Rodolfo Parra
Commander Philip Graves
Monster AU
AU is NOT MINE: it belongs to @/bluegiragi I just think it's sexy
Ghost/Lt. Simon Riley: Wraith
Soap/Sgt. Johnny MacTavish: Werewolf
Gaz/Kyle Garrick: Harpy
Captain John Price: Dragon
Colonel Alejandro Vargas: Nagual
Rudy/Sgt. Rodolfo Parra:
Commander Philip Graves: Vampire
For my König gays and girlies, I love him, and I will write for him, but I don't know a lot about him so bear with me here, I'm trying.
I'll write Monster!AU König as well just ask <3 and the ask doesn't have to be within the confines of the AU "canon," or any canon for that matter
#constantine x reader#vi x reader#caitlyn x reader#jayce x reader#viktor x reader#x reader#jason blood x reader#arcane x reader#tenet x reader#inception x reader#zatanna x reader#scarecrow x reader#harley quinn x reader#Poison Ivy x reader#harlivy x reader#jervis tetch x reader#edward nygma x reader#hanzo hasashi x reader#skyrim x reader#mortal Kombat x reader#fallout 4 x reader#xmen x reader#marvel x reader#spiderman x reader#batman x reader#red hood x reader#umbrella academy x reader#hargreeves x reader#markiplier x reader#markiplier egos x reader
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Any more villain x reader stuff in the pipelines? Anything dark?
That's very vague XDD 'Villain' stuff is literally all I do here. I have so much 'villain x reader stuff' haha XDD I could show you screencaps of my draft folders (Yes plural) man, oof.
But as for DARK stuff- I have the following... which is still quite a bit. Oops.
Creepypasta:
Drabbles:
♤ Offenderman x SexSlave!Soulmate!Reader- The only way Offender could win his soulmate over was through blackmail // You don't realise that all this, all of what you've been put through by him, was for nothing. No, he keeps that little tid-bit for the moment you finally give in to him, truly. Until then he just stays silent, and smirks.
♣︎ Slenderman x Captive!Reader- The only one that can set his blind furies at bay, or make him relax at all, is kept in a bunker under the mansion.
♥︎ Teacher!Splenderman x HornyHighschoolStudent(18 Yrs)!Reader- Splender has lived a long, long life and generally he has been able to handle whatever has been thrown at him with grace- but right now he's in a dark place, and so you get just what you want. What he knows he should not give.
♢ Trenderman x Reader- You're Trender's inspiration, his muse! You, and your beautiful, introverted innocence, are the cause of one Trender's greatest lines- but what happens when you start to branch out? Come out of your shell a bit? Try new things? Trender not having it, that's what.
Disney Villains:
Drabbles:
Charles Muntz x Assistant!Reader- Your punishment for letting the creature escape.
Human!Chick Hicks x King’s(OfAge)Offspring!Reader- An old rival of your Dad’s turns up for your parents anniversary party and immediately, inappropriately, sets his sights on you. You’re into it, weirdly.
Human!Yandere!Lots-O-Huggin’ Bear x NewToy!Reader- Classic Yandere sets his sights on you immediately and makes you uncomfortable with how close he wants you all the time without making his obsession totally clear.
Randall Boggs x Sully’sRomanticInterest!Reader- Randall has a bit of an obsession with one upping Mike and Sully, and Celia doesn't like him much at all, so... He’s set his sights on you.
Oneshots:
(Jim Starling) / Negaduck x Reader: Veteran actor Jim Starling comes to give you some acting tips!- and is super sleazy, while he's at it.
Ursula x Fem!Reader: Good old yandere smut.
The Evil Queen x Fem!Reader: She is using you for a spell and its going to be really difficult for you, so she finds away to distract you. (Its consensual but there are QUITE a few triggers involved with this one. Its gonna be full on)
Gotham:
Drabbles
Dwight Pollard x Jerome’sS/O!Reader x Jerome Valeska- You were Jerome’s consort before he died so, of course, when Dwight ‘becomes’ Jerome, he has you kidnapped and brought to him as well. Then Jerome comes back.
Mad Hatter / Jervis Tetch x New’Alice’!JimGordonsDaughter!Reader- Jervis decides that you are his new Alice and the next thing you know, you’re in her dress tied to a chair and this psycho wants to have a tea party. Will you father get to you in time?
(Riddler) / Edward Nygma x Ed’sS/O!Reader- After the darker side of Eddie, or the ‘Riddler’ fully takes over the body, he reveals an infatuation with you and forces you to stay with him despite your heartbreak. One day, you walk in on your Ed back. For only a little bit.
Headcanons:
Jervis Tetch x Fem!Reader: Basically you growing up with Jervis and Alice and Jervis trying to assimilate you into his little made up family has his wife, with Alice as your child.
Horror Villains:
Drabbles:
Musical Theatre!Horror Villains x Reader, including the following-
-BigBadWolf!Freddy Krueger- (Human Freddy. Post highschool so Loretta has sorta cleaned his reputation but pre arrest) You trust him, of course you do! Its just Freddy! He lives down the street from you and he goes to the same stupid, neighbourhood barbecues as you. But... you still shouldn't be in his house, alone with him.
- SQUIP!Patrick Bateman: Your SQUIP is really helpful! He even teaches you how to please a man- but are his intentions totally pure? Or has he done the calculations and realised you're better off with him?
- Scar!Sheriff Hoyt/Charlie Hewitt: The Madness of King Scar scene of-bloody-course. Hoyt's just become Hoyt; He's feeling top of the world, successful for once, powerful- the only thing he's missing... is... a family of his own (Of his own loins at least). And it just so happens that you, Thomas' mate, are the only viable vagina within a hundred mile radius. Uh, congrats?
Headcanons:
Horror Villains (Including: Billy Loomis, Bubba Sawyer, Mayor Buckman, Carrie White, Chop Top Sawyer, Chucky / Charles Lee Ray, Drayton Sawyer, Freddy Krueger, Jason Voorhees, Jennifer Check, Sheriff Hoyt / Charlie Hewitt, Michael Myers, Patrick Bateman, Pennywise OG, Stu Macher and Thomas Hewitt.): What fighting with them is like, as their S/O/ (Plus Make-Up, which is not so dark XD)
Oneshots:
Poly!Frason x Fem!Reader: Now this one is more SOFT darkness but only because Jason and Freddy ARENT the ones hurting reader. Basically, reader (F and J's hostage/mate) gets sexually assaulted by a victim and you need their combined efforts in order to feel safe again.
Freddy Krueger x FinalGirl!Reader: Years after you defeated Freddy the first time, you think you're safe again and its weird but suddenly you're starting to feel something for your awkward neighbour Toby who isn't really awkward anymore and is actually a lot of fun to be around- but what you don't know is that it may not be Toby, there... (Inspired by that line in 'Halloween' by Aqua: 'She'll never kiss the boy next door')
The Clown (DBD) x Reader: You are having an affair with one of the men that tortures you every day. You're saying its 'a morbid curiosity'.
Patrick Bateman x Reader: Inappropriate Boss/Assistant relationship gets WAY worse when you get pregnant.
MultiVillains:
Drabble Sets:
(Including Inkubus, Jerry Dandridge, Kahmunrah, Offenderman, Patrick Bateman, and The Riddler.): You’re a ‘Lady of the night’ and you’ve been promised, or sold, to (Villain) permanently… but you’ve fallen in love with another man. (Villain), in a jealous act, orders you to reject the one you love, and break his heart. (Inspired by 'El Tango De Roxanne' from Moulin Rouge)
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Intimacies
General!Harlivy x Female!Reader, word count: 600
ok i've wanted to do a harlivy x reader for so long!! thank you very much to sweet @jervis-tetch-my-beloved for requesting it and letting me indulge myself 💕
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minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: oral sex, pam with the strap hng, really truly pwp
“C’mon, sweetie! Loosen up, this’ll be a blast, pinky swearsy!”
Harley poked her tongue out at you, hitting you with a playful wink before she lowered herself in front of you on the bed. You felt your heart leap into your chest for a moment as you watched the way her pale, nude body moved, contorting almost at the angle, her ass raised in the air and her hair falling into her face. You brushed the loose strands away as she rested her cheek on your thigh, holding you up as you adjusted to the position.
Below you, Pamela shifted herself, her soft body in direct contrast with the hard cock she wore on the front of her, straps digging into the curves of her hips, thick, warm flesh spilling over it. Taking a moment to appreciate the way her hands felt on your hips, you lowered yourself down, the cool temperature of the lube tingling against you as you felt her fill you, her hips hitching up to make sure she was hitting the spot that would make you moan.
Biting down on your lip, you blushed as you tried to suppress the groan that was choked in your throat. Catching your gaze, Harley screwed her nose up and cocked an eyebrow at you.
“You’re awful shy, sugar. Don’t be nervous, I ain’t gonna bite you, unless you say pretty please with a cherry on top!”
Before you could embarrass yourself by stuttering out a response you hoped would match her wit and cool, your mouth was open in ecstasy as Harley pressed her tongue, flat and wide, against your clit, lapping motion with Pam’s hips as she jutted them upwards and into you, filling you expertly with fluid motions. You could hear her breaths, feel the warmth of them against your neck, his body, thick and comforting at your back, as her fingers, soft, nails sharp, dragged down your collar bone, cupping your breasts.
A muffled moan vibrated against your swollen lips, slick with saliva and quickly collecting arousal, as Harley looked up at you, writhing on Pam’s lap, filled up, stretching with pleasure. As Harley lapped at your clit, Pam thrust her hips, diving into your cunt as her own tongue passed over your neck. Her fingers, gentle but firm, teased at your nipples, tugging at them to hear your moans, her eyes locked with Harley’s as they held you in ecstasy between them.
“Hold her hair back…”
Pam’s voice was breathy, soft and comforting, her guidance impossible to ignore. With one of your hands, trembling in pleasure, you gripped Harley’s hair, holding it out of her face and using it to anchor her to your clit, her nose buried into your skin as she sucked at you, her chin wet with your arousal and the lube from the strap-on as it slid past her, in and out of you.
Still gripping Harley’s hair you allowed yourself to be rougher with your movements, pressing her harder on to you, the sensation of her cheek against your thigh, her lips clasped around your clit, her hands holding you, balancing you as you let Pam fuck you, unforgiving in the pace and power, but exactly as you wanted it.
Past your own moans, pulled from you by Pam’s thrusts and Harley’s firm and swift tongue circling your clit, you delighted in the high-pitched giggles from Harley as you came, your body shuddering, held securely by Pam’s grip, which brought you to rest on her as Harley stood up and wiped her chin.
“Ok you cuties, it’s my turn now!”
#i see now why i don't edit the colours on everything because this took a fuckin AGE my god#finnie writes#harley quinn#harleen quinzel#harley x reader#harley quinn x reader#poison ivy#pamela isley#poison ivy x reader#harlivy#harlivy x reader
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Hello so I’m realizing that the only way I’ll be making fan fics is that I get requests so I’m making this if anyone wants to requests anything!
Star Wars
Jedi/light force users
Obi-Wan Kenobi x reader
Anakin Skywalker x reader
(Mandalorian/Rebels) Ahsoka Tano x reader
Luke Skywalker x reader
Leia Organa x reader
Qui-Gon Jinn x reader
(Caleb Dume) Kanan Jarrus x reader
Cal Kestis x reader
Aalya Secura x reader
Shaak Ti x reader
Bounty Hunters/Smugglers/etc
Boba Fett
Jango Fett
Bossk
Cad Bane
Embo
Asajj Ventress
Fennec Shand
Han Solo
Zam Wesell
Din Dirjin
Hando Ohnaka
Sith/Dark force users
Darth Vader
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Revan
Darth Nihilus
General Grievous
(More coming soon)
Clones
Fives x reader
Rex x reader
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Tech x reader
Crosshair x reader
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Others
Eli Vanto x reader
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(Others coming soon)
Dead by Daylight
Killers
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Herman Carter (Doctor) x reader
Evan Macmillan (Trapper) x reader
Philip Ojomo (Wraith) x reader
Michael Myers (Shape) x reader
Anna (Huntress) x reader
Adiris (Plague) x reader
Legion (Frank,Susie,Julie,Joey) x reader
Kazan Yomaoka (Oni) x reader
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Pyramid Head (Executioner) x reader
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You all are able to requests Fandoms and characters! AUs/plots as well (will be coming soon)
Resident Evil
Claire Redfield x reader
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Karl Heisenberg x reader
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Will Not Write
Incest
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Stuff like those
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WELCOME!
Hello, and welcome to my blog! Everyone’s welcome to call me X. Whatever pronouns you use to address me are correct.
I’ve never really used Tumblr a lot, so I’m still learning the basics of how to manage this... thing... so apologies if I’m not the best at this!
This blog is made for Gotham Rogues headcanons, incorrect quotes, and just general fun. Whether those things be mine or stuff you send me to discuss about, it’s all welcome here (within the boundaries of the rules, of course; see below).
Rules:
Be kind and wary of other people’s possible feelings at all times. Bullying and harassment will not be tolerated in any way.
Hate, prejudice and discrimination of someone because of their personal headcanons, ships, etc. will not be tolerated in any way; even if those things include p*d*ph*l*a, r*pe/non-con, inc*st, n*cr*ph*l*a or such. Rather than waste your time harassing someone you don’t like, simply block them and move on with your life.
I’m generally quite flexible with the variance of content; NSFW is welcome. This includes swearing, violence, and/or extreme angst.
In regards to the rule above, I will not write or post about: p*d*ph*l*a, r*pe/non-con, inc*st, n*cr*ph*l*a, and pregnancy. The first four should be obvious, but the reason I don’t write pregnancy is simply because I’m uncomfortable with writing and/or reading it. Please try to understand.
I mainly write for my favourite rogues. This doesn’t mean I don’t write for the other rogues as well, just simply not as often. Rather than complaining about the lack of content for a certain rogue, request what you want to see in the askbox.
Ships are not something I really intensely care for. If it makes something funny, I’ll do it. Multiple ships will emerge in this blog. If you disagree or don’t like any ships that appear, don’t take it personally. If you take it personally, you’re welcome to block me.
Requesting Headcanons:
If you request a headcanon, please specify the specific type of headcanon you want to see for your request. If you don’t, I’ll still write the headcanon (no worries), but it might not be as ideal as you wish it to be.
I write general headcanons, situational headcanons, and reader insert headcanons, whether any of them be romantic or platonic. If you’d like something to be a reader-insert, please specify so in your request.
I do not write ship headcanons. I don’t really ship anything specifically, and it’s easy for ships to send me and the blog into a one-way downward spiral towards Dramatown.
Alright, I admit it, I can’t write sexy shit. I can still write suggestive NSFW, or stuff like making out, because for some reason I can do that.
If you’d like to send in headcanons for my opinion on them, that’s a-okay! If you’d like to remain anonymous because of whatever reasons, that’s alright, too!
Regarding Art:
I post stuff I draw on this blog, mostly (probably all) rogue-related drawings.
You can request art, but it would take some time and I am more likely to reject an art request than a headcanon request.
Am I good at drawing? No. It’s a hobby that I practice because I can. Don’t expect Wolf or Sin levels of artistic talent from me.
The Main Rogues of This Blog:
Jonathan Crane, a.k.a Scarecrow
Edward Nygma/Nigma/Nashton, a.k.a Riddler
Harleen Quinzel, a.k.a Harley Quinn
Jervis Tetch, a.k.a Mad Hatter
Dennis Prowell, a.k.a Music Meister
Rogues I CAN Write For:
Harvey Dent, a.k.a Two Face
Pamela Isley, a.k.a Poison Ivy
Victor Fries, a.k.a Mr. Freeze
Selina Kyle, a.k.a Catwoman
Oswald Cobblepot, a.k.a Penguin
Bane, a.k.a Antonio Diego
Rogues I Will NOT Write For:
Joker
Hugo Strange
Roman Sionis/Black Mask
Victor Zsasz
Floyd Lawton/Deadshot
Clayface(s)
Ra’s al Ghul
Any other rogues I haven’t included are up for debate.
The lists above can be changed depending on if you have a specific media in mind for the rogue(s) in question (Ex. Gotham Zsasz I love but Gotham Tetch can lick my shoe and choke on it).
Thank you for reading this monster of a post, and I hope you enjoy your time on this blog!
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Prisoners - Jervis Tetch x Reader
Friends in Arkham mean trouble. But trouble can be fun.
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Requested by @shortandverynerdy - hope I’ve done your idea justice!
Warnings: Violence, attempted eye gouging, intense violence, rhyming
Good ol’ Arkham Asylum. Home sweet home to you. Just without the “home”, or the “sweet”. You’d been here three months now, but today was your first day out of solitary. Well, technically you’d been in with the General Population for a week when you arrived, but the director didn’t take kindly to you trying to gouge out the eyes of your fellow inmates. They didn’t seem to agree that it was a sufficient punishment for them staring at you. Creeps.
Now here you were, back in relative freedom, standing at the gates to hell. Or the common room. Same thing. All eyes were on you as you took your time walking around the periphery of the room to sit at an empty table. When you looked around you caught sight of everyone pointedly looking away from you; it would seem you had a reputation. You smiled to yourself, tracing the surface of the table with a finger, drawing meaningless patterns. You were happy like that, unthinking, uncaring, just drawing until you felt some disturbance. Eyes. On you. You looked up and immediately found the culprit. A strange man with a top hat made from newspapers. Now, Arkham was filled with weirdos and crazies, but for some reason, he stood out. There was just something about him. You narrowed your eyes, daring him to come over and speak to you. And he did. Standing up and weaving his way through the tables to sit across from you.
“What?” He had about thirty seconds before you lost interest. You hoped he would use them wisely.
“Who is this face that I now see? This person appears new to me.” Rhyming. Fucking rhyming. Not the strangest thing but it would definitely infuriate you sooner rather than later.
“(Y/N) (Y/L/N). Not so much new as hidden away for a while. But I’m back.” You saw no reason to end the conversation yet. Fear is all well and good, but having no one to talk to would get old soon, and he was better than nothing. “And you are?”
“Jervis Tetch is my name. And may I enquire, what is your game?”
“Look, is the rhyming permanent?” You had to know now before you got any deeper into this. He leaned back, looking slightly dismayed.
“Not at all. I just enjoy it.” You smiled a little, and he copied you – when he wasn’t rhyming, he could almost be charming. Now that you could focus on him more, you looked him over. He had dark hair that hung in waves to his shoulders and a slight goatee. And his eyes… Just brown, simple, boring brown, but there was something about them, an intensity, a chaos, that drew you in.
“Somehow not the weirdest quirk in here,” You sighed, leaning onto the table and looking away for a brief second, not wanting to lose your awareness of who was around you. When you looked back he was an inch from your face. You jumped away and he laughed, a joyous laugh that was somehow infectious despite the fact that it was aimed at you. “Look, rules here: don’t bother asking me about my past – I don’t wanna talk about it. And I’ll do the same with you. We’re all just crazies in here, the specifics don’t matter. And if we’re friends, we help each other? Alright?” He nods, smiling unabashedly at you. “Alright. Now, I’m tired, so shush.” You picked up a newspaper that had been left on the table and started to read. Meanwhile, Jervis just kept watching.
*
It was late – maybe one in the morning, but you couldn’t be sure. Regardless, the asylum was deadly silent. Quiet enough for the clicking of the lock in your cell door to sound deafening. It seemed to echo around the cell, though logically you knew it was barely audible. The creak of hinges was even worse as you slipped through the door. You were going stir-crazy in there; a walk would help. Distract you from the constant turning of your brain. The floor was cold under your bare feet as you padded silently past the countless rows of cells, through the empty corridors. Not a guard in sight.
It wasn’t long before you heard yelling. Not an unusual occurrence in Arkham, but this wasn’t the ordinary mindless screams of the insane; rather it was shouting. Four voices – all men. Always the men causing trouble. Not to generalise or anything.
You followed the sounds, curious. They lead you to a dead-end where your new friend Jervis was crouched on the floor in front of three men – you recognised their faces, but couldn’t find any names. Jervis’s face and hands were bloody, bruised, battered. Time to join in the fun.
“Heya boys!” You called out, drawing their attention. Jervis giggled in glee at the sight of you. He didn’t seem to notice how injured he was. Or maybe he just didn’t care. “I really hope you have a good reason for this. Cause otherwise I might have to actually do something about it, and that would be a lot of effort.”
“Try worrying about yourself, (Y/L/N). Don’t want you getting in any more trouble,” The tallest of the men spat at you.
“How nice of you to be concerned about my wellbeing,” You mocked, “And how nice to know my reputation still stands.”
“You know what would be nice?” This was said by a squirrelly man who was wringing his hands. “If you would back off and mind your own business.”
You sighed, resting a hand on your hip and watching the group with your head tilted. You could feel Jervis watching you. “You see, boys, I really can’t do that. Cause that’s my friend you’ve got there.”
“Him? Your friend?” The tall man laughed, the sound bouncing off the walls. “Looks like solitary made you soft, (Y/L/N).”
That was the last straw. You chuckled, smiling sweetly, and taking a few gentle steps towards. “I suppose it might have. But I think the more likely option is,” You stopped in front of him and raised yourself on the tips of your toes to whisper in his ear, “It just pissed me off.”
You let the shiv hidden inside your sleeve slide out and slashed it across his throat. A clean, sharp cut. He didn’t even have time to scream, barely gurgling as blood flowed from his neck and lips, as he choked on his own life force. The other two jumped forward, not smart enough or sane enough to run. You got one in the side with the tiny blade but the other grabbed your arms. You hoped Jervis had gotten out of the way. His grip was tight on you, the pain making your hand open. When he realised the blade was gone he let go and moved to grab your throat. You took the opportunity to wrench yourself away, kicking his legs out from under him. You straddled his waist and grabbed his head. The terror on his face gave him away. You used all your strength to force his skull into the cold concrete again and again, spraying your face with blood and gore until he was dead. You could hear whimpering. The second guy, the one who you had spent the least time on, was clinging his side, clothes stained with blood, and struggling to crawl away one-handed. You tutted at him. It was easy to stand, cross to his side, picking your knife up on the way, and finish off the job. Surveying the scene, the three dead, you sighed at the mess. Poor cleaners.
“Jervis?” You called into the sudden silence.
“I’m right here.” You turned and found him leaning against the wall, grinning again. “Seems to have been quite a bit of trouble, my dear.”
“Not sure that counts as a rhyme,” You chuckled. He shrugged almost guiltily.
“I tried.” He came closer to you, eyes tracing your body. You followed his gaze and smirked at the blood staining the white and black uniform. “We seem to make quite the team. Maybe, almost, a dream?”
“Please stop rhyming.” You turned to leave, not wanting to get caught when the guards inevitably started doing their jobs, and Jervis followed. “And sure, if “team” means people beat you up and then I kill them.”
“A good point. But I’m sure we could be rather devastating together.” You looked at him, looked at his excited smile.
“We’ll see.”
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#Jervis Tetch#jervis x reader#jervis tetch x reader#Gotham#gotham fanfiction#gotham fic#gotham fanfic#gotham x reader#gotham imagine#jervis tetch imagine
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