#I tried to make it close to my jervis

[dis0rderly-cl0wn-nerd]

we're all mad here

[fluffyfluffyscarecrow]

Scarecrow, Two Face, Penguin, Mad Hatter, and Mr. Freeze with a Partner who Sleeps With A Plush of Them

Inspired by the Scarecrow and Two Face plushies I sewed.

Scarecrow

You had spent days hand-sewing this plush doll of Jonathan Crane, and though it wasn't perfect, you had put a lot of love into it.

The doll appeared to stare up at you with its button eyes while you held its floppy, huggable body and stroked its soft hair. It was like an exact copy of Jonathan, just smaller. And probably less likely to commit crimes.

Jonathan would be incredibly surprised to see the plush- lots of times when people made artistic interpretations of him they were meant to be terrifying. He had never seen a version of himself this...cuddly. He doesn't mind it, though. In fact, he's quite flattered.

When you tell him about how you cuddle the plush at night he practically melts.

Two Face

You made most of the plush Two Face with soft minky fabric, but decided to add something extra- faux fur on the white side of his hair and dot textured minky for his scars. He was perfect.

The first time you showed it to Harvey, he was speechless. His fingers ran across the soft fabrics you had used to capture him so lovingly, and you might have even seen a tear roll down the unscarred side of his face. Two Face is the one to break the silence, saying "you really want to cuddle me that much?"

When you admit to them you cuddle the plush at night to feel close to them, they immediately wrap you in a massive hug. You hug them back of course, making sure to kiss their scars.

Penguin

Oswald had always been insecure about his appearance, and no matter how much you tried to encourage and support him with words, hugs, everything...it always seemed as if his trauma would make him feel unworthy of you. So you got an idea. You would show him exactly how you saw him, in the form of a cuddly plushie.

You had to modify your pattern quite a bit to make it accurate, but it was worth it. The plush Penguin sat before you with its arms outstretched, just waiting to be held.

You paid extra attention to translating the parts of himself Oswald was insecure about into the plush- intricately sewn hands, a prominent beak-like nose, his cuddly, plump body, and of course his long, soft hair.

You're a bit nervous to show the plush to him as you're not sure how he'll react, so you start kind of awkwardly.

"Uh...I...I really wanted to show you how wonderful you are in my eyes and I...I adore every single part of you, so I made this..."

Oswald doesn't know what to think at first, but he's incredibly touched. He still tries to play it cool, of course.

"I mean, you could always have a life-sized version of me if you want."

Catch him off guard by kissing his nose and wrapping him in a hug.

Mad Hatter

Okay, uh.. You didn't sew this one. You just kinda found a Disney Mad Hatter plushie on Ebay or something and thought it reminded you of Jervis.

(Fun fact, I actually do have this plush and he's very soft!)

Even if you didn't sew it, Jervis freaking loves it. You want to cuddle? With him??? So badly that you got a plushie to hold when he wasn't there to comfort you????

Mr. Freeze

This man is very insecure about how he's unable to cuddle you due to his physical state, so you get an idea.

The plush was honestly kind of hard to make, with all the intricate details of his suit, but it was absolutely worth it. You even added a voice box inside so you could hear his sweet German accent whenever you wanted.

Also you added a small tuft of fluffy fabric for his hair, (ik BTAS doesn't have that but HQTAS does and I freaking love it so it's going here!)

He absolutely cries when you show it to him.

You wrap your arms around him when he does, it stings a bit but it's worth it to see him smile.

For Christmas that year you make him a Nora plushie, with magnets in her hands so she can hold hands with your Mr. Freeze plush.

You better believe he cuddles his Nora plush every day. It's not even close to having his wife back of course, but it does relieve some of the pain to get to hold her again.

[nightmare-foundation]

Hero/villain batfamily swap AU

Okay so I really wanna infodump about my au that I've recently made, which puts the batfamily in the Gotham Rogues' places. I haven't thought through all of them yet, and I haven't accounted for all the batfamily (i.e. Kate Kane, Luke Fox, etc), but this is what I have

The Rogues

Bruce- The Penguin

Dick- Two-Face

Tim- The Joker

Stephanie- Black Mask

Damian- the Demons Head/Ra's Al Ghul

Barbara- The Riddler

Duke- Mr. Freeze

Cass- Lady Shiva?

The Heroes/good guys

Jason- Batman

Nightwing/Robin I- Jacob 'Jake' Grayson

Red Hood/Robin II- Thomas Grayson

Raven/Robin III- Jonathan Crane

Spoiler/Robin IV- [name] Brown (she hasn't been named yet, but she's Stephanie's daughter!)

Robin V- William Todd

Black Bat- Rose Wilson

The Signal- TBD (feel free to suggest ideas)

Seer- James Gordon Jr.

Harvey Dent

Edward Nygma

Jack Napier

Oswald Cobblepot

Waylon Jones

Jervis Tetch

Basil Karlo

Admittedly, the ones I've thought through the most are Dick, Jason, Tim and Damian. Some characters i haven't thought much about at all or I have an idea of what I want them to be (like Harvey having a role similar to Jim Gordon, or maybe Edward works with Lucius?).

BUT- this is an au where an outside force fucked with the timeline (haven't decided who/what or how) and, after regaining their past timeline memories, the batfamily (now Rogues... except for Jason lol) have to work together to figure out how to fix the timeline. The problem being their current states make that task much harder than it'd usually be, especially with their current history with each other, even despite their memories returning. So there's a whole slew of issues, not just internal, but with each other and dealing with heroes. And they have... very complicated histories with each other.

I'll explain a few of them under the cut :)

Dick Grayson aka Two-Face

What differs in this AU is that Dick is, of course, never taken in by Bruce and is instead passed around from abusive foster home to abusive foster home in Gotham. Thanks to a mix of the circus having been not a safe place and the abuse he endures in foster care, Dick develops DID, BPD and OCD from the trauma. He grows up with a close friend in Jason Todd, and while they separate for a while (Jason going to train to become Batman, Dick going into law school), they come back together as adults.

Dick becomes a lawyer because Tony Zucco had used legal loopholes to get out of facing the consequences of murdering the Flying Graysons, and Dick fully intended on trying to fix the legal system in some way and to try to prevent something like that from happening to others. At some point, Dick ends up having 2 sons, Jake and Thomas, who are 8 and 3 respectively when Dick eventually becomes Two-Face.

Since he's very close to Jason, he's actually aware that Jason is Batman. When Dick gets more unsatisfied with the justice system, he joins Jason in crime fighting as the vigilante Robin. Unbeknownst to both of them, Two-Face (not yet called that, but i haven't thought of a name yet lol) is not only unsatisfied with the justice system, but also how Jason and Dick fight crime. (Two-Face believes in the anti-hero kind of lethal justice. No, he's not 'evil')

One day, I imagine something happens and Dick, in his civilian form, tries to defend someone from someone else, but the fight results in the attacker slamming a glass container full of acid into Dicks face. This is obviously deeply traumatizing, and not only that, it solidifies Two-Faces belief that vigilantes should adopt a more lethal form of justice.

This is, obviously, how they become Two-Face :) they're deemed too mentally unstable to care for their two sons, so Jason is the person who takes them in and cares for them.

Jason Todd aka Batman

Honestly, I haven't considered exactly how he gets the idea of becoming Batman, but I'm considering that the catalyst is similar; he witnesses his father's murder. Essentially Willis got on the bad side of some mob boss and gets killed in front of Jason and Catherine. Eventually, after that, Catherine succumbs to a drug overdose.

Jason grows up close to Dick, with them supporting each other throughout their childhoods and helping each other escape foster care. Eventually Jason comes under the care of Oswald Cobblepot (who is the surprisingly kind but tough CEO of Cobblepot Industries) after attempting to steal the CEOs tires. Through him, he gets into training, and he supports Dicks lawyer endeavors financially.

After he comes back from all of his training, he refamiliarizes himself with Gotham and then becomes Batman. There's a lot of stuff he's way more lax about than Bruce is, like killing or temporarily working with criminals if it yields better results, but he still has his limits.

Jason also has his own Robins, but his relationship with them is far more healthy.

Tim Drake aka The Joker

Tim wasn't actually all that unique prior to becoming the Joker. He grew up in and out of boarding school with somewhat absent parents, in a middle class then upper class household. Tim became a photographer and journalist as an adult.

How he became the Joker is simple: he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Because of who he was, he was framed, and dropped into a vat of acid.

What came out just... isn't Tim Drake anymore.

Misc.

This is essentially what I have for the others that I haven't fully figured out yet:

-Duke becomes Mr. Freeze not long after his parents are hit by a lethal form of Joker Venom. He keeps them frozen so that they stay alive while he tries to search for a cure.

-Barbara becomes the Riddler not long after Jim Gordon dies. There's a bunch of stuff that causes her to go villain mode, but her father dying is the catalyst, or the straw that broke the camels back so to speak.

-Damian is not centuries old like Ra's is, but he is on the older side (50s? Maybe older?). Really, a lot of characters are aged up lol. He is still related to Bruce and Talia. He has kids too! William (<- placeholder name, I'm having trouble naming him, I might give him a name that reflects his heritage. He's gone through several iterations already LOL) Todd is his grandson.

-Edward Nygma works under Lucius Fox and helps make things for Jason! He also totally makes escape rooms on the side. Cringefail malewife vibes, as he should always have

-Harvey Dent has a role similar to commissioner Gordon, though I'm debating if he's actually a police commissioner or a Private Investigator.

-James Gordon Jr. Is Seer, and i imagine part of the reason he became a vigilante was to prove people's assumptions of him wrong. He's physically disabled (not sure how yet, but he uses forearm crutches) and is diagnosed with ASPD. He works as a hero both in the streets and behind a screen. I'm not sure yet what kind of day job he has tbh.

[finniestoncrane]

Queen of My Heart

Gotham!Mad Hatter x Female!Reader, word count: 2k commission: jervis and his partner roleplay as the hatter and the queen of hearts commission me here! request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: oral sex, dom!reader, penetration, clean-up

With a smug smirk and a gentle twirl, you shimmied around and settled back to looking at yourself. You winked at the reflection in the mirror as you straightened the plush, shimmering crown on your head. There were only a few minor adjustments to make on your costume, teasing out fabric creases, smoothing down the skirt of the dress, feathering the softer, fluffy ruffles of the underskirt to make it plumper. All of it to make sure that everything was perfect for this evening. Standing back to appreciate the look in its entirety, you smiled at how well it had all come together, even before the entire look was finished. You were definitely displaying a look of regal power, of authority as the Queen, The Queen of Hearts. The Queen of Jervis’ heart. Once you had slid your feet, clad in white, knee high stockings, into the buckled pumps, you once more approached the mirror closely and pulled a tube of lipstick from the dresser. A bright red shade, perfect for the final piece. You drew a small heart over your lips with it and filled it in, ready to stamp the shape across Jervis’ cheeks when he made his appearance.

And right on queue, he appeared in the doorway, blushing instantly as he took in the sight of you, his eyes drawing upward from your shoes to the crown, a shocked smile, mouth open in disbelief as his dreams began to come true right there in front of him.

“You’re not saying anything, Jervis. That has me worried. I know it’s not accurate to the books and is perhaps a little more inspired by the Disney movie, but this is the best it’s going to get. So, could you just say something? Or do you hate it?”

He shook his head, soft curls bouncing with the movement as he did so. You could see his knuckles whitening, the grip on the brim of his top hat, which he held bashfully in front of him, strengthening as he tried to keep his focus on you, tried not to lose his cool before they had even begun.

“No, no, my dear. I’m simply taking you in and giving you the respectful attention you deserve. Besides, I might add, you have taken my breath away.”

Sinking into your role, you did your best to maintain the noble qualities of a Queen in charge as you took a careful, slow step towards Jervis, followed by another, and another, as you crossed the floor towards him. He placed his top hat back on his head, a different one to his usual outfit. He was dressed up too, slightly different, taking on the role of the Mad Hatter from fiction, as opposed to the Mad Hatter of reality that he was. Swallowing the lump of nerves in his throat, he sank backwards into the wall as you stood before him, feeling his insides tingling, his skin prickling with heat as he flushed with desire.

“Well? Aren’t you going to kneel before your Queen? It’s not very gentlemanly of you to stand there and gawk at me, after all.”

With a thud, Jervis immediately fell to his knees before you, staring up at you with large, dark, brown eyes, pleading for more of this, your exertion of power over him.

“Yes, my Queen! My most humble apologies!”

Arching his back, his sweet, small rear in the air, he bent as low as he could, his face on the ground, cheek pressed to the cold floor. He turned, lifting his chin slightly, eyes looking up with a hopeful glint as he wondered if he’d done enough. You were more than pleased, but kept your face neutral, waiting to see what else he might offer you. And, with a slight hesitation, Jervis pressed his lips to the toe of your shoe and placed a delicate kiss to it.

When he looked back to you, he noticed the pleased smile, slightly easing into your cheeks, and knew he was onto something. Another kiss he placed on the front of your foot, one more on your ankle, further and further up as he held your legs, his palms skimming over your skin, over the intriguing texture of the socks you wore. Ruffling up the hem of your skirt and underskirt, his hands found their way to your ass, cupping at the back of your cheeks as he kissed the front of your thighs. All the while, you tried to balance yourself in midair, your body succumbing quickly to Jervis’ worship, twitching and convulsing completely when he placed one long, lingering kiss to the front of your underwear.

With his lips pressed so close to you, he could feel your heat, his nose buried into your skin inhaling the scent, the wet spot that only grew the longer he stayed there dampening his lips even through the fabric. Pulling back, he shot a glance in your direction, trying to avoid the scrutiny of your glare as you wondered silently why he had stopped when you were obviously enjoying it.

“Perhaps, dear Queen of Hearts, I could apologise properly. Make it up to you, in a way.”

Pondering only briefly, you nodded your head, carefully so as not to knock your crown askew.

“I think that would be wise, Hatter.”

With your permission, he stroked his finger down the front of your panties, hooking it under the lining and pulling them to the side, exposing your cunt to him. Jervis leaned in, slowly, his breath hot against your sensitive mound, but he found himself being pulled back by your hand, knocking his hat to the ground and tangling your fingers through his dark curls.

“But remember, dear. If you do not satisfy your Queen until she is content then it’s off with your head.”

You pulled on his hair, grip tight as you tugged him away from your body, aiming his gaze at you as you carefully spoke the next words.

“And I do not mean the one on your shoulders.”

Jervis stuttered over his response, licking his lips and swallowing the build up of saliva before he drooled over the way you stood in control above him.

“Y-yes, my queen.”

As his tongue flitted over your folds, circling your clit when his lips closed over the sensitive bud, you moaned in pleasure. The way he felt, like silk against your skin, the way his hair gently tickled you as it brushed against your bare thighs. It was good, but it wasn’t enough.

You pushed him back, smiling at the shocked look on his face as he felt into a sitting position on the floor. Dragging your eyes down his outfit, you stopped on the obvious bulge that tented the front of his pants. As you stepped towards him, you slid your panties off, lowering yourself before standing back up when you realised Jervis was sitting still, staring dumbfounded at you.

“Well, Hatter… are you going to let loose that impressive member?”

Nodding, still unblinking, Jervis unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, letting it bounce, stiff and entirely erect, as you lowered yourself onto it. He hissed as he felt himself disappear between you folds, deep into your entrance, inch by inch. You were warm and wet, sticky against him. The way your hips rolled as you rode him had him choking on his own breath, unable to do anything but gratefully accept his fate of being used by you.

“Now don’t hold back from your Queen, Hatter. I would hope you might have the strength and prowess to sire me an heir while you’re graciously allowed the pleasure of being inside of me.”

The way you spoke, putting on an air of regality, your voice so condescending, making him feel small. All of it turned him on, lighting his blood on fire, sending heat coursing through him. He couldn’t take it any more. He knew you were in control, and he wanted it to stay that way, but his body was twitching desperately, his muscles tensing as he tried to fight the urge to take you on his own terms. The desire, the urge, to rut into you brutally and quickly was too much to take, and before he knew it, he had his hands behind your back, lowering you onto the floor and taking you by surprise with this display of dominance.

“Hatter! I don’t think you should be taking control of your Queen like this.”

Searching quickly for an excuse, he finally stuttered one out.

“B-but my Queen, I do not think you should have to do the work. Should you not be laying back and enjoying yourself? Please, allow me to pleasure you while you lounge comfortably below me. Please?”

You nodded silently, allowing Jervis to enter you with a forceful push, taking you roughly as he began pounding himself against your thighs, which he held up against his chest and over his shoulders. His pace was brutal, and the swiftness with which he moved only served to over-excite him. Before he realised it, he found himself losing control, falling apart, coming undone inside of you.

With a final grunt, his body convulsing as he dug his fingers into your hips with a tight grip, Jervis felt himself cumming in thick, white ropes, filling you up as requested, secretly hopeful that he might have been good enough to properly breed you, spilling his seed within you and leaving a part of himself behind with his Queen.

Still on top of you, he pulled his hips back, a small trail of his cum landing on your mound as he shifted slightly to your side. With an almost innocent gaze he looked to you for approval, for a compliment on his hard work and efforts. You fought the urge to praise him, to shower him in kind words, to stroke his cheek and rest your hand under his chin and kiss his sweet, soft, reddened lips. you had to be in control. You still felt like you owed him a proper experience with the Queen of Hearts.

“I’m disappointed with your lack of self-control, Hatter. You’ve gotten excited and wasted the opportunity. I hope you haven’t provided me with an heir under these circumstances. You should hang your head in shame.”

The slight smile on the corner of your lips told Jervis that you weren’t serious, that you were living up to the role you were embodying in the moment. So he kept up with the roleplay also, even though they were both finished and satisfied. With an exaggerated pout he hung his head down and muttered an almost silent, very soft, apology before you spoke again.

“And that mess you’ve made. Clean it up!”

Nodding solemnly, but heart racing with excitement at being ordered to do something so degrading, so delightfully lewd, Jervis lowered his body, sinking down the bed along your body until his head was level with your slick, plump lips. Each twitch of your body as your muscles relaxed post-orgasm saw a little more of his cum dribbling out of you. With his tongue protruding, he ran it up in one slow, stiff motion between your lips, the tip collecting his own cum from between your folds. He let it linger there, salty, warm, tinged with the flavour and scent of you, before he swallowed it.

“Don’t think you’re finished yet, there’s more inside.”

With a dutiful nod, he lowered himself again, this time laying his tongue flat on you, to ensure that your cunt was completely clean, before he dove within you, his tongue wagging inside of your entrance as he closed his lips around and sucked. Your moans were music to his ears, and he let out a soft, pleasured whimper of his own as he tasted himself once again at the back of his throat.

He pulled back, looking up at you questioningly, expectantly, as he awaited your approval.

“Not quite fit for a Queen, yet, but with practice, you’ll be an excellent Royal Assistant, dear Hatter.”

Jervis nodded, lowering his eyebrows as he smirked. He knew very well that the promise of practice meant that you had enjoyed his efforts far more than you were willing to let on. He’d done a good job for the Queen of his heart.

[president-alpine]

Didn’t mean to make this a daily thing, but I’ve been inspired for a while xD

Anyway, more my Jervis lore alongside Alice!

So, my Jervis is quite a lonely and skittish fellow. Never really letting himself get close to anyone in fear of rejection but always longing for a connection

That was until he met Alice, someone who actually took the time to get to know him while not minding his shortcomings such as his mental health or his skittishness

In turn, they had a sort of sibling dynamic where Alice views Jervis as a baby brother and Jervis follows her around like a lost puppy

While Jervis is thankful he finally found someone who could understand him and share the love of Wonderland, he was still scared to share everything about himself to her

This changed after the attack at Wayne Tech where Scarecrow / Jonathan was rampaging through the building

And just like my previous post, though putting this here in case anyone didn’t read it

When Jonathan found Jervis sitting in his office, daydreaming and lost in his little world as he worked on his control band. When Jonathan started to sing his nursery rhythms, Jervis sings along with him though in a panic

This both confused and intrigued Jonathan, and he even saw that there was something more to Jervis

So, curious about the mystery behind this man, and plus Jervis fainted from fear, he took him to his lair to know more

However, Alice caught a glimpse of Jonathan carrying a fainted Jervis and she didn’t take it well

Jervis does get saved in the end, thanks to Batman but he’s now changed

Finally getting to the doodles of the day xD

But Jervis had quite the impromptu therapy session from Jonathan and he was now questioning himself in what he wants and who he is

However, Alice views this as Jonathan / Scarecrow trying to corrupt Jervis into some pawn for a game of his and tries to stop him from being “corrupted” / questioning things

And this doodle comic is literally what happened XD

Yeah, literally how it went down xD

I’ll share how my Jervis and Alice’s relationship crumble later but I will say that Alice does not hate him and even forgave him

And that forgiveness actually got him to surrender without issue for Batman

However she misses him dearly since she knows who Jervis is really and is constantly asking herself on why this happened

And while Jervis is much happier and freer as the Mad Hatter, plus new friends to boot

He feels like he’s finally been found

However, Alice views the other rogues, especially Jonathan, as nothing but evil people who corrupt others.

And which starts my Alice’s path to villainy :)

Anyway, that’s my yap session and doodles for today! I’m free to answer asks if need be!

[riddle-me-ri]

been doing a BTAS rewatch, this show is so easy to hyperfixate on!!! <3

anyways, between your BTAS boys—jervis, eddie, ozzie, and jon—who are the tit guys, and who are the ass guys?

(and which enlightened fellas prefer thighs? 😏)

a/n:  aahhh an anon of culture I see! And omg you chose the dorkiest, sweetest, most awkward, and loveable (also my favorite) versions of them for this and that makes this so much better, lets go! Also I absolutely tried to just choose one for them, but I see a lot of them still appreciating some thighs!

Content Warning: suggestive dialogue/content, nothing explicit

BTAS Dork Squad and Penguin - Tits, Ass, or Thighs

BTAS Riddler: 

mmm…I’m trying not to play favoritism and make him prefer tits because I think have decent tits

Fuck it, I’m doing it, he prefers tits. 

However, more than anything, I feel like he’d enjoy hips or waist?

Edward enjoys wrapping arms around them and raking his hands up and down your waist. 

And as his hands squeeze and go up your waist, he’ll also teasingly squeeze one of your breasts, just to be the tease that he can be.

BTAS Penguin:

Oswald is an utmost gentleman first and foremost…

However, he is a man nonetheless…a man that prefers thighs actually. 

Not that he doesn’t appreciate other parts, but he loves seeing your thighs exposed in the dresses he gives you. 

When you sit next to him at a table, whether it’s dinner or a sit down, he enjoys caressing and kneading the plump flesh of your thigh.

BTAS Mad Hatter: 

It’s a toss up honestly between tits and thighs. 

Like other Jervi, I imagine he’s very much into physical touch and cuddles.

Once he’s comfortable in a relationship, he very much will be into using your chest and thighs as pillows. 

Somewhere to rest his head perfectly while getting close and cozy with you.

BTAS Scarecrow: 

It may be because he doesn’t want to be overtly obvious to be staring at you…in general

But I see him appreciating a nice ass. 

He’ll stare generously behind your back, and be relieved that you have no idea he’s even doing it. 

Jon does daydream and fantasizes about the day when he has the confidence to squeeze or pinch your ass.

[ysomtt]

🐰JERVIS TETCH🐰 GOTHAM CENTRAL MEETING THE KIDS HEADCANONS

A/N: Hey there! I've had this idea in my head for the past 2 days so I hope you like it! Also, I'm afraid the fanfic curse has reached me, I've just started posting my work and I chopped a piece of my finger of. Nothing major but still hurts a lot!

OK, robotics, not really your area of expertise...

But Jervis was so excited to introduce you to the kids and you love seeing him excited...

When you knock on the door you realize "well, there is no going back..."

The Landlady could be a bit more welcoming, its like you can feel the daggers she is throwing at your back

The things you do for that man...

And lord have mercy, if you thought you were a nerd get ready because those kids are something else...

It's like you've stepped into a Big Bang Theory episode

Bit they are nice

It will take a bit to remember their names bit you got the gist of it: Connie was the girl with the red hair, Dennis was the tall one and Dustin was the glasses one.

They were very welcoming but very curious too...

After the presentations were over they just delft into questions about your relationship making Jervis get so red in the face you thought he would explode!

Connie was the most curious one, but she was sweet calling everything you said romantic and having a dreaming face

After all three had time to ask questions Jervis was quick to divert the conversation into what really matters, the close approach of the Science Fair!

And how those kids were excited! It was like they were vibrating on the spot!

Well, you tried to help but even the easiest of tasks were a bit to complicated for you, but they were as excited to teach you!

After hours of wires and motherboards the Landlady interrupted the lesson to remind you that it was getting too late for kids to be out in the streets (and may have implied that it was late for you to be at her house too)

And that marked the end of your stay, it was quite successful if I do say so myself!

After the proper goodbyes it was just you and Jervis on the street

His face was red but he had a pleasant smile on

As you give his kiss goodbye you could swear you saw a little red hair on the window spying on you...

[im-not-samantha-im-samanta]

Hi, I loved your autistic Jervis hcs sm! It’s so hard to find stuff like that so it was a really nice read.

If it ain’t too much trouble would you be up for writing a BTAS Jonathan Crane or Harley with an s/o who’s got a chronic condition like arthritis?

I totally understand if not! Hope you’re well ❤️

Hello, Crash! ^^

Thank you so much for your appreciation of my work, it really makes me so happy to know people like the topics I choose write about! ^^

And it really is hard to find fanfics with Gotham rogues about such topics, so I just try to provide the content I crave in case someone out there is like me and needs this sort of stuff. ^^ <3

And of course, thank you for your request! The arthritis topic hits close to home since my mum suffers from it, so the moment I saw your request, I already had ideas on what to include, though I can't say I'm an expert on the condition. ^^"

And honestly, I'm really happy about your request because I've been dealing with massive understimulation thanks to having no ideas for what to write! But I'm feeling better now, thank you!

Hope you're well too, and I hope you'll enjoy reading these! <3 <3 ^3^

{BTAS: Jonathan Crane, Harley Quinn having a s/o suffering from rheumatism}

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Settings: Romantic focused,

Genre: Fluff with a bit of Hurt/Comfort feel,

!TRIGGER WARNING!: Talks about a loved one having chronic illness, mentions of feeling hopeless, a bit sad feels here and there, and I made one suggestive comment in Harley's part, Harley's part is a bit more emotional with harder hurt aspects, that should be all though ^^,

Sidenote: I am no expert on rheumatism, so this is mostly a mix of everything that came to mind, and the topic of rheumatism isn't addressed to detail,

That should be all,

Sidenote: Gender of reader is not specified, but if reader description might be leaning a little more into a feminine sense, then it's purely unintentional, and I genuinely apologize!

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Feel free to read, muffincakes <3

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~Jonathan Crane~

~Jonathan is a sadist to some extent,

~However he's not a complete asshole,

~so, finding enjoyment in a chronic illness (especially a physical one) is a hard no,

~especially if the one suffering is his loved one,

~He normally doesn't have much empathy for people,

~but since it's you- his lover- he really does sympathize with you,

~and he can't bring himself to be his grumpy self with you,

~Soft Jonny hours, <3

~Jonathan really wishes he could take away your pain, make the illness stop,

~but he can't do that, so he has to settle for making your state more endurable,

~And he really tries,

~If your arthritis is bad to the point you can't work,

~Jonny really tries to secure both of you financially,

~if we're talking about Jonny that still works at the university,

~then he thinks of how to get more income, mostly considering one on one tutoring,

~as well as asking for a raise or doing some scientific research on the side,

~If we're talking about post Scarecrow Jonathan, then he's finding different ways of getting the needed money or medication,

~mostly robberies and raiding hospitals for the medical treatment you require,

~And if you really can't work and you depend on other people,

~then Jon's really trying his best to balance out work and assisting you,

~again, if we're talking about Jonathan who still works for Gotham university,

~then he'd try to hire you an assistant if you really find it hard to work on your own,

~he's really worried about leaving you alone,

~and his mind constantly replays scenarios of what could possibly happen if you were to remain alone,

~However, if we're talking about Jonathan as a Scarecrow,

~then he's most likely assigning his men to be at your beck and call,

~and they better obey and assist well, otherwise heads are gonna roll,

~Still though, Jonathan tries to be home with you as much as possible to assist you,

~He doesn't really push you to do housechores either,

~So, if you're having a flare up one day, and you can't bring yourself to do any chores,

~Jonny is not angry,

~he's understanding, and considerate,

~And if you feel bad about being unable to work around your shared apartment, Jonny comforts you,

~he may be a bit rusty in the comfort department, but he does his best,

~Jonathan is also really supportive, trying his best to accommodate to your needs,

~but also be your hype man, and keep you happy,

~So, he fully supports you seeing a physiotherapist to ease up your pain,

~he even accompanies you to all appointments to know what specific exercises can help you,

~and he makes sure to help you proceed with them,

~But if you don't want to go to physiotherapy,

~then Jonathan is content on helping you find exercises or some easy sports that can help you with your rheumatism,

~And while Jonathan isn't that much of a sports guy, he'll gladly accompany you during said sports,

~Also, if you're having a flare up, an especially bad day,

~Jonny tries his best to help the pain be more tolerable,

~which means lots of massages,

~Jonathan buys some relieving creams and oils,

~and he gives you long massages,

~But if your flare up is really bad and you can't even stand being touched from how in much pain your joints are,

~then Jonathan runs you a warm bath in hopes of easing up your pain,

~and he also always makes sure you've got enough of medication and painkillers supplies,

~Also, if your pain gets so bad to the point you can't sleep at night,

~Jonathan stays up with you,

~and that goes even for when Jonny is a professor/psychologist,

~he stays up with you even if he's got work the next day,

~Jonny also gets the most frustrated at these times,

~because he can't really help you,

~and all he can do is sit in the living room with you, drink some coffee/tea, watch tv and hold you,

~he really just can keep you company and let you know you're not on your own in this,

~At times Jonny even thinks of creating some pain-relieving toxin,

~something to drug you a little and make you forget the pain,

~but he knows that'd be a bit too risky,

~and he doesn't want to risk your well-being, especially not when you're already suffering,

~And so, he sticks with the traditional ways of helping and supporting you,

~Also, if you have to use injections as means of treatment, and you don't have the guts to do it on your own,

~then you can definitely count on Jonathan giving you the shots,

~and he's really careful and gentle,

~not even once did you get bruises after the injections with Jonny,

~And he always caresses the skin after the shots, <3

~And I'm not sure if I should say it but...

~if you're afraid of needles, Jonathan does kind of like how you tense up and your heart races when it's time for the injection...

~but he does shush you eventually, after getting his fill of fear,

~he then eases your mind, and he makes sure you're not as tense since getting shots is more painful if you're all tense,

~Also, a thing Jonathan started doing is kissing your aching parts,

~especially wrists and fingers,

~and those kisses happen especially when you're having a good day,

~For example your pain isn't as severe one day, so you make dinner for you and Jonathan?

~He comes home and is ecstatic!

~And he gently takes your dominant hand, and he kisses your fingers, knuckles and wrist,

~and he praises you so much,

~he praises you for how well you've handled that day, and how strong you are, and how happy you make him, <3

~He's really gentle with you, he doesn't have the heart to be grumpy with you,

~you're really bring so much light into his life, he's so soft for you, <3

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~Harley Quinn~

~Now, Harley is a sensitive girl,

~and seeing her lover in never ending cycle of pain,

~that is the greatest torture imaginable for her,

~While she's a great supporter, sweet, positive and upbeat,

~your flare ups really are soul crushing for Harley,

~because she knows she can't really make the pain stop, not now, not ever,

~But! That makes her twice as set on bringing joy into your life!

~If you can't really work because of your rheumatism, no worries,

~Harley isn't really tight on money,

~I mean, she doesn't really need to spend money on medication and stuff cuz...

~she is a criminal... she... she can steal all that is needed,

~And since Harley isn't all that busy with work after abandoning her position as a psychiatrist,

~she's basically free to accommodate to your needs anytime!

~Though yes, Joker needs her here and there,

~but he no longer requires Harley as his 24/7 sidekick after Harley made it clear who's her main priority,

~and yes, Joker isn't too happy about it cuz he used to have Harley wrapped around his finger before she started dating you,

~but they still share a strong connection, and Joker is capable of understanding that you need Harley's assistance more than he does,

~Joker even sometimes sends his best regards when Harley's returning home to you,

~Also, whenever Harley is free to be home with you and is able to care for you,

~she takes her responsibilities very seriously and she goes all out,

~And I mean it,

~she's even gotten herself a nurse costume for whenever she's caring for you,

~and she kind of roleplays as a nurse from time to time,

~she wants to entertain you and make you smile, <3

~and if you're in the mood, you might get a bit spicier nurse treatment (⁠.⁠ ~ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)

~And if you require to regularly take medication,

~Harley always makes sure you do take it,

~because on your better days you might feel like you don't need the meds,

~but Harley never lets you skip them,

~not unless the doctors do say that you're getting better and you might not need as much of said medication,

~Also, if you have to get shots as a mean of treatment but you can't do them on your own,

~Harley will gladly do those for you!

~She's really careful, and oh so sweet about it,

~she makes sure you're relaxed, she talks you through the whole process,

~and she praises you once the whole thing is over,

~and she also kisses the spot she injected, <3

~Also, Harley will gladly help you with physiotherapy,

~while still wearing her nurse costume, yes,

~she can't really accompany you to appointments,

~but she does make her research on what exercises are good for your arthritis,

~and her favourite exercises are those that require assistance,

~she likes feeling helpful and needed! :<

~Oh, and if you feel like it, Harley's up to trying changing your diet,

~Raw or lightly cooked vegetables, spices, including turmeric and ginger, fruit, yogurt,

~she'll get you or prepare you meals including these,

~and Harley's a really good cook!

~And speaking of cooking,

~if you're having a bad flare up and can't really cook or do any chores around the house,

~you don't have to worry, because Harley will gladly do those,

~she'll take care of everything if you need,

~But she won't hold you back if you really want to do something around the house,

~then she'll be your cheerleader, she'll hype you up and support you through the whole thing,

~she'll cheer for you, tell you how strong and amazing you are,

~she'll squeeze you in a hug, she'll shower your face in kisses while praising you,

~but she'll also remind you to take breaks to not overdo it,

~And even if you do the bare minimum during a bad day,

~Harley will celebrate your accomplishments with great joy,

~she wants you to know that you're not any less just because you can't do much because of your pain,

~and she really likes to assure you that you are enough and you're doing enough,

~just lots and lots of words of affirmation,

~especially when frustration eats away at you,

~Those moments really break Harley's heart,

~those moments when you feel bad not only physically but also emotionally,

~Harley really hates that she can't just kiss it all better...

~And the hardest it is during bad flare ups,

~Harley often feels like crying when seeing just in how much pain you are,

~especially when your flare ups are so bad you can't even sleep at night,

~but she tries her best to keep her head high up and be there for you,

~after all, her tears wouldn't help anything,

~During those nights when your pain is so bad to the point you can't sleep,

~Harley usually sits down on the couch in the living room, and has you lay your head in her lap while she plays with your hair,

~and she often just talks about anything that comes to mind,

~or if you don't feel like talking,

~then Harley lets you pick a show to watch,

~and you watch it together until you fall asleep or until morning comes,

~But if that's not enough, Harley also gladly gets into a warm bath with you,

~and she lets your body soak in the warmth while she massages your aching joints,

~Also about Harley wanting to keep you happy,

~she constantly comes up with silly ideas to get you to smile,

~especially during flare ups,

~and during your flare ups, Harley really is up for your every beck and call,

~you don't have to move an aching finger,

~she'll even spoon feed you if you so needed,

~and she'll always make sure you never run out of painkillers,

~She really just wants to make your condition more endurable,

~she really tries her best because she really adores you, <3

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[sp00ky-scary]

Cranes turn, he's so baby girl coded <3

Design rant time !!

Jonathan Cranes backstory is the one where he lived with his great grandma and she terrorised the shit out of him, especially with birds. And he got bullied and all that too, and it all just kinda fucked him up. Eventually he ended up killing both his bullies and his grandmother, the events leading him to pursue psychology and study fear. Also he's from the south, I still dunno if that's ever been canon but I know it's a popular headcanon if it isn't. So yeah he's southern, although he tries to hide his accent (don't ask what state I don't know enough about American States to pick one).

So blah blah blah he moved to Gotham after university and he eventually became a Professor of Psychology, he then used his position to run experiments on "consenting" university students (he tried to argue they agreed to it, he failed to argue his point but he still made an attempt). Over time he developed his fear toxin (he didn't actually use fear toxin for a good few years) and developed the Scarecrow persona. During this time he also got fired from the University but managed to become a psychologist at Arkham Asylum which gave him ample opportunity to run his experiments. Eventually he expanded his experiments, using fear gas on a crowd at a currently undecided event to test it at a larger scale and a diverse range of people instead of just uni students and the mentally ill. However he got caught by Batman and became a patient at Arkham which obviously also got him fired. Nevertheless he continued his experiments although over the years a variety of factors have resulted in the Scarecrow persona almost becoming a second personality (he doesn't have DID just to clarify, this bit is more of a made up disorder on my part that's unique to him because his fear gas/toxin had a big part in its development, he's not immune to his fear stuff and whilst he tries to limit his exposure it's just not possible to avoid it). The best way to describe it is basically as Scarecrow his personality becomes harsher and under extreme circumstances and/or over exposure to his fear gas/toxin, he'll often disassociate and act more violent, mostly just attempting to do what he thinks is best in order to protect himself, it's similar in a way to a fight or flight response type thing I guess. It's basically just his brain attempting to protect him, it's really hard to explain what I'm thinking.

As Jonathan Crane he's reclusive with very few personal connections to other people. he can be cold and lacks empathy (not totally he still experiences a little), and often doesn't display much emotion, despite this he's still somewhat considerate of others. He's skilled in psychology and chemistry, and lacks fighting skills. He's persuasive and his knowledge of psychology makes it quite easy for him to get in other's heads. As Scarecrow very little is different, although he appears to completely lack empathy, has more violent impulses, and is generally more sadistic. Depending on the circumstances he'll either be more controlled and calm (when he chooses to slip into the persona), or he'll be impulsive and reckless, his actions reminiscent of someone doing what they can to survive (when he's forced into the persona, or further into them intended). Anyway at Arkham he gets the straight jacket treatment, also the mask whatever, he's never actually bitten someone they're just scared of him, he doesn't always wear the mask. When he's brought into Arkham he will often be more violent before calming down after a few days, usually they put him in solitary confinement for the first few days.

He began his crimes in his 30s and continues them into his 50s so he's like middle aged. He's aroace, also he's autistic, why? Because I say so, his special interest is fear lmao. Anyway he's close friends with Jervis Tetch and friends with Poison Ivy, friendly with Riddler (they have their issues), other than that he's mostly neutral with the other rogues. Also a note his body is covered in scars from the whole Grandmother terrorizing him with birds thing, the worst of the scars are on his arms and his back. Also he knits as a hobby, I just think that suits him. One more thing, he's 6'6" I just thought y'all should know that, he's stupidly tall. And that is all I have to say about him.

[just-an-enby-lemon]

Things that happened in my Rogues The Sims 4gameplay right now:

- Oswald somehow organically learned the entrepeneur skill. A skill I didn't even knew was a thing.

- Edward got beaten up by a 80yo on the job and after that he came home, started working out and decided he liked gymnastic.

- Selina stoled a random family's lamp and became close friends wirh Fries.

-Harlivvy and Harley likes mistief.

- Ivvy can't plant cause my house doesn't have a greenhouse yet and it's winter.

- Everyone but Jonathan had a great christmas together. I tried to make Jon socialize as well but he rly didn't want to. Johny boy also fought Father Winter (The Sims Santa Claus) and insulted him.

- Jervis played with a toy. He is also really friendly.

- Fries befriended Selina and made me realize I need to build Nora and let her be autonomus in a different household so they may meet.

- Eddie flirted with himself.

- Oswald doesn't have a room because I miscalculated and now he just shares with either Eddie or Selina (because Harllivy sleep together and the others have single beds).

[adalwolfgang]

How about Jervis being a mother hen to the S/O? Always looking out for them, worrying.

Mother Hen

context: Jervis will drop a lot for (Name), even if it comes to his well-being note: once I start getting better and give Jervis more dialogue, I'll make him rhyme more. Characters:(name), Jervis Tetch, your sibling (if you don't have one just imagine you did)

First off, this man is a lover not a fighter (metaphorically speaking) *cough cough*

When you guys first got together all was going perfect.

He would always be a gentleman when it came to big or small things. For example, holding open doors, always pulling out a chair for you when on dates, etc.

But soon that changed after recent event, Jervis was caught by batman in the middle of you two having a tea party in some factory he had claimed as wonderland. Thankfully you were just put off as a victim for some kind, and was informed you were to be kept an eye on from time to time,

Sadly, you weren't allowed to visit him because Batman seen it as too risky considering your relationship (ex. trying to help him escape).

If you think Jervis couldn't become more insane, you're wrong.

He missed you dearly and ignored all other inmates.

Not soon after he broke out, he immediately rushed to one of the many secret apartments he has kept incase this ever happened and you needed a place to stay, until he breaks out OfCourse.

As he was rushing to the apartment, he spotted you just outside.

He couldn't keep the smile off his face, until he saw you were not alone.

The person you were talking with kept inching closer with each passing second, making his blood boil.

He strutted up to the man, and then tapped them on the shoulder.

"Excuse me, but is there a reason you are trying to 'make a move' on my s/o?"

"Erm..first of all I'm not making a move on anyone. Second, they're my sibling."

To say Jervis was embarrassed would be an understatement, cause at that moment he wanted to be sent right back to Arkham or reverse time.

You simply chuckled before walking to stand beside Jervis, and hugged him

After that incident, Jervis would still act all Mother Hen no matter who it was, all the better reason for you to tease him.

Still, you found it sweet and annoying at times but in the end, you still loved him to bits...even though he acts broody as well.

a/n: thank you for requesting this! I had fun writing about Jervis acting like a Broody Hen. I hope this is close to what you were wanting. I tried researching more in depth to how a mother hen acts, and to form that into human emotions, it is almost like jealousy. You're initialed to send me feedback Aswell.

[mad-hunts]

❛Actually, you're not as bad as people say. You are so much worse. ❜

starter from @divingdownthehole !!

there was a certain satisfaction in catching someone red-handed doing something wrong, even if it was in something as small as peeking in someplace they weren't supposed to. or at least... after you got over all of the initial annoyance. this was barton's philosophy as he observed the other had opened his cold store without his permission whenever he left the room temporarily, and he had guessed, found something he really did not want to see. barton couldn't help but squint his eyes at the other as if he was trying to read him. was he just mildly disturbed by it, or did what he saw in there shake him to his very core, and he was merely putting on a brave face in front of barton right now?

he supposed he might never know the exact answer to that question. though barton knew for a fact that if you were particularly squeamish, that the carcasses in the cold store would probably do more than just turn your stomach; they would likely make you feel as if you'd just gotten off a rollercoaster and you were extremely motion-sick. the contents of it weren't of a traditionally animalistic nature after all — let's just say that. without even a moment's hesitation, barton could feel his feet lead him to pushing the other out of the way of the freezer shortly after pondering this to himself then, like jervis was less of a human being to him and more of a thing. a creature. the lack of respect that barton held for the other was quite clear, for the push was as harsh as he could make it.

but then again, the only reason why he felt quote unquote ' satisfied ' by catching him red-handed was because he finally had an excuse to be sarcastic towards him. barton could feel a slightly wicked smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he spoke, ❝ you find something you like? all of those were already set to be bought by a client i have who prefers being able to... handle all of the blood and gore that comes with harvesting things themselves. but hey, i could tell them i lost one if you're dying to get your hands on it, ❞ laughing at another person's expense was like second-nature to barton by now, so naturally, the chuckle that came out of his mouth was just as smooth as any other. he quickly closed and locked the door to the freezer: which was honestly something he should've done in the first place, but even barton had his moments of forgetfulness.

because jervis had visited him during his ' second businesses ' hours, barton was fully dressed in the garb that he typically wore when he took on his other persona: the dollmaker. this consisted of a white surgical apron, joined by a these long silver-colored gloves that went up to his elbows and of course, his mask. a lot of the people he'd encountered seemed to remember him by it because of the extremely macabre nature of it. though, barton found a twisted kind of comfort in wearing the skin of the face of his deceased biological father. he was only eight years old when wesley was shot down in front of him.

the dollmaker tried not to reflect too much on that memory, however. a light sigh came from him as he placed a hand on his hip and looked at jervis with a look that appeared to say ' you better not be here to waste my time, ' ❝ anyway, looking past how rude of a guest you've been thus far, what is it that you've heard about me? i don't really associate myself with a lot of the other rogues unless i have to. and so, i'm kind of interested as to what stories they're conjuring up about me. did they try to scare you into not coming here by telling you i eat people? ❞

[sweetlikehoneystingslikeabee]

So, let us say, for the dork squad (general). They meet a girl who seems to know all about them and who they are. A fan, so to speak! And she knows so much about them. She mentions a 'thank you' for all the souls they've sent, but really...when are THEY going to end up punching their ticket? Maybe they notice something like tapetum lucidum flashing in her eyes at the wrong angle. And then they start seeing her everywhere. They're being followed. Or hunted. Can they keep Death from her dues?

So to clarify there is a romantic spin on this and girl means young woman adult in this occasion (I asked). While I figured most people would know, it helps being clear. That being said. Death becomes her.

Tw: murder, child abuse (mentioned in past tense)

Scarecrow

- For a moment he's ready to tell her not to bother with the little charade. That he has other things to deal with rather than some young woman with flights of fancy in her head. Then he sees the flicker of an animals eyes looking back at him.

- It shakes him to his core, at first. She disappears and he's left with many thoughts. The afterlife? What does this all mean...? She said she was a fan. Of him?

- Then he keeps seeing her everywhere it seems. At one point he finally just sits down in the park at night, waiting for her to join him. Once she does he asks plainly, "Is it my time?"

- She hums, "Not necessarily. Not unless you wanted to go. I'd take you by the hand to the rotting dark right now if you wanted."

- "I don't. I have things that need to be done first." He says simply. She shrugs. Worth a shot!

- "Then I wait." She smiles, "You don't mind me waiting in sight, do you?"

- It strikes him as an odd question. Would she still be waiting, just unseen, if he wished it? To that he shakes his head, "I don't mind much. You've seen it all, have you?"

- "Of yours? Yup. Ever since your granny. Big pause after that, though." She tilts her head. A "simple" mix-up of medications by a young Jonathan Crane took care of all that easily.

- Death continues, "People should cherish their lives. And the lives of others. She didn't cherish yours much."

- His silence answers the insinuation. When she leans on him, he seems surprised. It's comforting, somehow. She softly sings an old folk song he knows quite well growing up where he did.

-"O death... O death... won't you spare me o'er another year?"

- His eyes close. His voice, ragged and not quite as pretty- joins hers.

- It's the first of many intimate moments between them.

Mad Hatter

- Nervous laughter, what the fuck. Look, he's spooky in his own way, incredibly so but this is a whole other level. Her eyes shining like that when a truck went by scared him deep into his soul.

- The rest of it doesn't really process or register until later. The souls HE'S sent? Oh dear, oh no, oh... fuck. Jervis, dear boy, you're really in it now. But- but- he hasn't even met his Alice!

- The next few times he sees Death, he outright tries to ignore her. Smiling, watching. Tries to make tonics to send him to Wonderland in an attempt to forget... to not think about her... Even there he still seems to see her.

- Eventually she's walking beside him and he says pointedly, "I cannot go with you, I need to..." He looks upset.

- "Find your Alice?" Death asks, "Haven't you tried that already? There's been a few souls delivered that way. A lady killer." Her eyes narrow on him and he feels faint.

- "It wasn't like that! It wasn't-" He stammers, "Everything just keeps..."

- "You're not meant for this world. These people. I understand. Always feeling like you don't belong." She says, "I'm not taking you. Yet. You can stop being so worried. I told you, I'm a fan."

- He stops as she continues to walk. A hopeful look in his eyes, "Do you... perhaps... like Alice in Wonderland?"

- "I love it. I had a long conversation with Mr. Carrol when he passed about the books." She looks so proud of herself, "Do you want to hear?"

- It takes him a moment, but he offers his arm, "After you, dear lady!"

Riddler

- You're joking. You can't be serious, right? What a cute little prank. He gently pats the young woman on the head and tries to walk away as quickly as he possibly can.

- The tapetum lucidum was what bothered him the most. Whatever that was, she wasn't human.

- He gathers himself and the next time he sees her he approaches her oh-so-smug, "If you're really Death, then who was the first person I killed?"

- Smiling, cute as a button she'll respond, "Your father. You set up a very complex web of information that made him think he was going to get the payday of his life if he went to a certain spot. A certain spot you set up with traps. The moment he entered his hand into the cuff for the key, you gave him options to stay trapped and starve or risk bleeding out by cutting his hand off. Like an animal. That hand that hurt you so often, right?"

- Edward's face goes white. He's never told anyone that. She doesn't even need to tell him how as a young man he made it look like a burglary gone wrong afterwards. He gets the message. Seeing her around afterwards makes him paranoid.

- He's going to use her fan status- or try to. You think he's witty? Clever? Let him tell you all about it. Behind the scenes on his most brilliant and sometimes fatal traps! He figures if she won't stop following him the least he can do is talk his way out of this.

- People have done it for eons in stories about Death, haven't they? What he's not ready for is the sweet way she listens. And comments on his stories. She doesn't even necessarily judge him, not the way a regular person would.

- fuck, he's caught feelings. Disgusting. But he can't quite help himself with how he leans in with that smarmy grin and charming voice. Pity him, oh Death, spare his mortal soul! What great offerings can he give in penance for his... Mistress?

[finniestoncrane]

First, congratulations finnie!! I've decided that because I always flood your box, I'll take one order for this whole month. A sit-in with water and a cucumber Sammie and some mini dogs, if you may. (Short fic with Mad Hatter [pref Gotham, doesn't need to be] with hurt/comfort angry sex.) And once again, congrats!

(thank you for not blocking me, I just get really excited when I see your writings!!)

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Nothing had gone to plan, nothing. His efforts, the time spent organising. Everything was falling apart, foiled by the idiots at the GCPD who he was well aware were nowhere near as intelligent or talented as he was. And yet. There they were at every turn. And Jim Gordon was sure to arrive any moment, to finally lock him up.

Jervis slammed his hands on the table with a grunt, infuriated with the situation. His hat sat askew, bowtie undone against his shirt, soft locks of hair laying limp, matted with nervous sweat. You stepped towards him slowly.

"Jervis, it's ok. It'll all be ok. You tried your best, but sometimes everything is against us."

You wanted to take the pain away, the embarassment he was no doubt wrestling with. You just weren't sure how much comfort you could offer, or how much he would be willing to let you give him.

With your hand outstretched, you placed it on his back, finally reaching close enough to do so.

"If he gets here. If... if he takes you to that awful place. I'll visit you. And once you're out, we'll get this right."

Nothing you seemed to say offered him what he wanted or needed, and you were exasperated by your own incompetence at making him feel better in his time of need. He shrugged you off and turned, his dark eyes glinting with an intense rage.

"Paltry visiting hours. Losing you is just the icing on the cake."

"Jervis, please... is there anything I can do?"

Without warning, he grabbed your forearms and held you in place, his lips crashign against your surprised expression as he kissed you, groaning as he did so. You could feel the anger in his touch, the desperate bid to feel you one last time before he was snatched from your embrace.

Wriggling free from his hold, you brought your hands to the top of his light checkered pants and undid them, freeing his cock as he grunted in excitement, growling with rage knowing this might be the last time he felt your touch.

Jervis pushed you back from him, into the wall with a thud, his eyes briefly softening as he waited to see if you were ok, pupils blowing wide when you moaned elicitly at this new, aggressive flavour.

As he watched your chest heave, he licked the palm of his hand, rubbing it along his cock to slick it as best as he could before he stepped to you, teeth gritted.

"Let Gordon find me. I'll be sure we're both plenty satisfied to last however long he plans on keeping me."

[like-rain-or-confetti]

Top 5

During a shoot out or when another villain is aiming at the rogue their S/O pushes them out of the way, causing the bullet to hit them fatally instead.

Okay so in hindsight I forgot the other rogue part😩🤦‍♀️

Two-Face: A pop rang in his ears the very same time two hands pushed him hard. The two of you fell to the ground and Harvey reacted almost immediately. That was never the plan. He never wanted you to ever risk your life saving his. "Holy shit, baby! What are you doing!?" Harvey exclaimed, sitting up. You were sitting in front of him, eyes wide from shock. You gasped in air, a hand on your chest. "You okay, beautiful?" Harv' asked, looking you over. Slowly you slumped forward. "Baby!?" He yelled before lunging forward. He caught you before you could slump any further forward and cradled you in his arms. "Look at me, beautiful! Look at me!" "Keep your eyes on us gorgeous." Harv' insisted. "I-I'm c-c-cold." You managed out. "I ca-ca-can't feel my legs." "Don't go, please!" Harvey begged. You began to relax, drifting off. "Hey! Gorgeous, you need to stay with us! Baby!" He felt a sob building in his throat. You were gone.

Mad Hatter: He felt you push him hard into the alley, you not far behind him. As he scrambled to his feet, you fell to the ground. "Are you okay!?" He asked urgently. "Mhm." You hummed. "We need to go, the jabberwock-" Jervis cut himself off as he looked at you. You lay on the ground and he noticed the growing red under your shirt. "(Y/N)? (Y/N)!?" Jervis panicked. You were losing consciousness, he could see that. "Look at me! Look in my eyes!" He tried to make you focus on him. He just needed you to focus on him! He could hypnotise you into holding on with everything you had but your eyes wouldn't focus. Your eyes fluttered shut. "(Y/N)! Wake up! Wake up!" He screamed. Lifting you into his arms. More gunshots rang out. The loud pops making Jervis flinch and yell. "No! No! Stop! Stop!" He begged. "Stop!" He cried over your body, hugging you close to him. Jervis sobbed uncontrollably. "I love you, please open your eyes!" The Riddler came sprinting down the alley, Two-Face not far behind him. "Jervis! Jervis, we have to go!" The Riddler yelled out.

Scarecrow: "Jona-!" The gunshot rang out, cutting you off. The two of you bumped into each other. You fell back, he reached out just as you did. The force pulled him down with you, sending you both tumbling down the stairs behind him. When Jonathan's eyes opened once more he was met with your stare. Then he realised the side of his face was wet, as was his right hand. He lifted his face slightly to see red and pooled from under your head. His breath caught in his throat as terror gripped him. He inhaled sharply sitting up and pushing himself away from you. He felt your blood run down his face and onto his clothes. He realised you weren't staring at him at all. He had moved out of your sight. Another pool of blood from your torso met the one emerging from the side of your head. "(Y/N)?" His voice quivered in his throat as realisation hit him harder. You were completely lifeless. He looked down, his right side drenched in your blood. He trembled violently and scrambled back against the far wall. He stayed like that, staring at you. He lost track of time, it no longer mattered. Batman found him like that. Huddled against the wall, staring at your lifeless body. The sight of your empty gaze never left him.

The Riddler: Some of the GCPD were rather jumpy- especially rookies. They were on high alert as they had you, the Riddler and his henchmen surrounded. The order was barked not to move at the same time you darted towards the Riddler. A rather nervous rookie fired. You pushed the Riddler away from you and in a matter of seconds, it was over. You landed hard on the stairs but didn't feel a thing. You died instantly, a shot to the temple. Chaos ensued but the Riddler heard nothing. His ears ringing, muting his own yelling. He rushed to your side and pulled you into his arms. "Hey! Hey! Look at me! Please! Look at me!" It was the most he could manage out before he sobbed uncontrollably, hugging you to him. "Don't leave me! Don't do this to me!" He begged. He refused to let you go and had to be forcibly removed from you.

Black Mask: Some partied too hard and ruined the fun. This was no different even in establishments like Roman's club. "Get the fuck out before I cave your face in and make sure they'll need to cut a hole in your face so you can drink out a fucking straw!" Roman snapped. He crossed his arms, his henchmen standing between the drunken men and Roman. You stood behind Roman. "Relax! We ain't doin' nothin'!" One of the two drunks drawled. "Look out, he's got a gun!" Someone yelled out and a shot rang out when the henchmen grabbed the two men. He felt two hands push him to the side as he almost stumbled, slipping on the dance floor with his new shoes. Screams filled the room as Roman heard a thud behind him. He turned on his heel to see you lying lifeless on the floor. He stared, slack jawed for a moment in utter shock before reality set in. He screamed and rushed to you, cradling your body in his arms. You had been shot in the head. He continued to scream as the henchmen attacked the two drunks and everyone else rushed for the doors. Roman was unable to speak, only screaming in agony, loss crashing down on him. This just couldn't be happening.

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

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

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

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

The Mad Hatters React to Being Trapped by a Sleepy Reader

Arkhamverse Mad Hatter:

- Jervis is startled at first.

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

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

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

- But, it was you…his sweet dormouse.

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

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

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

BTAS Mad Hatter:

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

- Such as blankets, pillows, or plushies.

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

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

- Jervis is instantly a blushing red mess.

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

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

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

TNBA Mad Hatter:

- Wee mad lad is the perfect pillow size.

- Jervis is taken aback at first.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Harley Quinn:TAS Mad Hatter:

- He rolls his eyes.

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

- And he pretends to be annoyed.

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

- When deep down he actually loves it.

- He loves the warmth of your arms.

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

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

Joker’s Asylum Mad Hatter:

- Jervis is stunned at first.

- His heart pounds at the tight embrace.

- The beats get faster when he realizes its you.

- Well, this is quite the predicament.

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

- You are so peaceful and warm.

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

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

Secret Six Mad Hatter:

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

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

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

- He just finds you so incredibly adorable.

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

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

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

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