#OUAT mad hatter

[hannahhook7744]

Character bingo: OUAT Jefferson

[chess-blackmyre]

OUAT Spot the Lie: Take Four

In order to keep things fair, the lie will be something that very much did NOT happen. There will be a few things I have to oversimplify for the sake of space (and comedy).

Have fun!

[tilyoureninetyhughy]

Cracked!headcanon:

Bucky (more specifically, Winter Soldier) WAS casted as the Mad Hatter in Once Upon a Time:

Hydra needed a way in so he could kill a crew member in Lights or something. That's why we never see the character again after the early seasons: Because Bucky was pulled once the mission was done and put back on ice.

[swanimagines]

PRICE OF LOVE | JEFFERSON

Summary: Imagine being Jefferson's wife and working in a little tea shop in Storybrooke during the curse that Jefferson visits every day because he wants to see you.

There you were again. Smiling at customers, making small talk and looking as beautiful as ever. Jefferson swallowed, before forcing a small smile on his face and walked to the counter. You turned around to see him and your smile just grew wider.

"Hi Mr. Jefferson! Your usual?"

Jefferson nodded. "Yes please."

You turned around again to brew his tea, and just like yesterday, and the day before that, and that, and that, he felt a sting in his heart. You had been in love back in the Enchanted Forest, you were his wife, but now you didn't even remember him. The pain was unbearable. He wanted to say something, anything which could make you remember, but nothing came out of his mouth. Anything he would say would just push you away because you'd think he's gone bonkers. Mad as a hatter. So all he could do was stare into your beautiful eyes and think about how much he loved you, how trapped he was with all the memories of you, him and Grace, living happily in the Enchanted Forest. How you'd always come by his bed to serve him his morning tea and you'd always kiss him before he'd take the cup. Your smile made his day before he even got out of the bed, you had been so happy.

"Here's your tea," you snapped him out of his thoughts as you pushed a cup in front of him. "That makes-"

Jefferson nodded before you even finished, forcing a smile on his face again and handed you fifty dollars. "You don't have to say the price, I will always tip my favorite tea shop keeper who makes the best tea."

"You're always so kind, Mr. Jefferson," you said with another small smile and put the money into the counter. "I don't know what did I do to deserve such kindness."

He smiled at you a little wider. "You have done nothing in particular, really. Just being yourself."

You smiled at that, looking downwards, clearly flustered by his words. Then the bell rang as the door opened, and Jefferson glanced over his shoulder, seeing Regina and his smile immediately faltered. She came inside and stood beside him, smiling at you with feigned sweetness.

"I'd like some tea on the go," she said and you nodded.

"Of course, Madam Mayor. What kind of tea would you like?" you asked, gesturing towards the menu above you.

"A large chai latte," Regina told you without even looking at the menu. "And make sure it's extra hot."

"Of course," you said and made her drink, pushing it towards her. "That makes two fifty."

Regina dug her purse for a moment before giving you a few coins. Then she turned towards Jefferson. "You, with me."

Jefferson clenched his jaw, but complied, following Regina out. They walked for a little bit, before he scoffed.

"I didn't know you like chai latte, Mrs. Mayor. Pitch black tea fits more of your style."

"And I didn't know I gave you a permission to seduce her," Regina sighed. "She has a new life now, Jefferson. You have to stay out of it, or something bad might happen."

Jefferson didn't reply to that, knowing that arguing about it wouldn't change anything. He just kept quiet and followed Regina until he could turn towards his mansion. But despite Regina's warning, he knew that he'd be in your shop again tomorrow. He just had to see you, he had to see you smile, to know you're alright. He wanted to keep making you smile with his words - maybe you'd even fall in love with him again. 

He knew it all was wishful thinking, but he couldn't help but feel hopeful about it every time he saw you. Maybe it was stupid, but it kept him sane around this madness…

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[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Sebastian Stan characters finding out you’re pregnant » Jefferson/Mad Hatter

Pairings: Jefferson x Female Reader

Summary: Jefferson finds out you’re pregnant.

Warnings: Fluff, language, pet name

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators. I found it on Pinterest.

The first words out of Jefferson’s mouth would be “Grace is going to be a big sister?”

He would be overly excited about having another baby. He’s happy that you’re the mother of his second baby.

When you and Jefferson tell Grace, she would be overly excited too and she would say “I get to be a big sister!”

Graces would be so excited to tell her friends.

This isn’t Jefferson’s first time being a dad, he would be a little more prepared than he was the first time.

Grace would want to be your little helper if you need anything. If you want a snack or something to drink, she’ll go to the kitchen to get you something to eat and drink.

Grace saying “I want a little sister.”

You buying a Grace a shirt that says “Big Sister” on it.

Grace would try to help you and Jefferson set up the nursery.

Jefferson talking to the baby everyday, especially every night before bed.

Grace would sneak out of her bedroom after you and Jefferson tucked her in for the night just to hug your baby bump and say “I didn’t get to say goodnight to sissy.”

Grace would draw you and Jefferson pictures and describe every single detail of it.

Jefferson wouldn’t mind the gender of the baby just as long as the baby is healthy.

Jefferson would have his hand on your baby bump at all times, especially when you two are cuddling and when you two are sleeping so he can be close to you.

Grace asking you and Jefferson where babies come from. You would giggle and look at Jefferson while he comes up with an appropriate way of telling his daughter where babies come from.

Grace wanting to take an ultrasound picture to school so she can show her friends her new baby brother or baby sister. She would tell them her little sibling is a girl without knowing it first, because she’s excited.

Jefferson being the gentleman he is would give you any kind of comfort like massages. For example, if you complain about your feet or back hurting, he’ll give you a massage.

You would feel a little insecure when your baby bump gets bigger. Jefferson would tell you how beautiful you are and the baby bump makes you even more beautiful.

Grace would shop for baby clothes with you and Jefferson. She would immediately go to the girl section of the baby clothes.

Over all, Jefferson would be excited and happy that he gets to do this all over again. Grace would be happy and excited too.

[spicyboelives]

Watching OUAT as an adult means I have the brainpower to contextualize everything in an even queerer way.

[j2d3]

Mr. Loverman | Mad hatter/ Jefferson x reader | Pt 5

Picture this since before the curse you and Jefferson have been best friends, your character is the chesiare cat but a witch version ( NOT A FURY 💀) . This is staged during season one during the time of the curse, your memory is erased but he still remembers you. ( Also Jefferson doesn’t have a daughter in this!!!)

"Wakey, Wakey girl." I hear a kinda unhinged voice say, my eyes still closed but I can feel that he's right in front of me. As I open my eyes, I see him sitting criss cross on the floor spinning a card between his fingers.

"It's Y/n, ya know." I say, sitting up rubbing my eyes, the place gets a little less blurry after a few seconds. I hear the man mutter a yea yea, as he hops up from the grounds.

Stubbly I get up from the bed, trying my best to get out of tired state. Ok recap, last night I saw the guy playing with his hat or whatever, talked to him and then I got sucked into his portal to wonderland, slept in his house and now I'm here. Quite a weird night for a weekend I suppose, the man walks out the room and I follow him out.

"So when can I get home?" I teleport to his side, watching as his eyes widen in surprise to my magic, and a grin all of a sudden splattered on his face.

"Ah so you're a witch, makes sense, only a witch could follow me in this damned place." He grabs his hat off the rack, placing it on his head.

"Technically I fell in here I didn't follow you, but whatever rocks your boat." A chuckle escapes his lips and I'm not going to lie a smirk came onto my face, there's something quite amusing about a mad man, it's fun to figure them out.

"Well perhaps we shall be on our way, I have to do something first before you can go home, and seeing as you're a witch I could definitely use your assistance."

"And that is? What are we doing before I go home?"

"Steal some cookies from the queen of course, but oh they're not just any cookies, they're magical cookies." A scoff escapes my mouth, before a giggle joins in.

"Mkay." Whatever cookies they are they better be worth it.

Time skip ~

I observe the trimmed bushes standing right in front of me, the wonderland maze, this is going to be a trip or is it?

In an instance I'm levitating off the ground, flying I guess you could call it, observing the maze in the bottom of me, turning completely invisible.

"Jeez thanks for your help Y/n, you're very helpful." Jefferson yells, "Very helpful."

I appear beside Jefferson fully visible once again, a beaming closed smile on my face. I signal him to follow me, his face yells in confusing, his eyebrows raised and his head tilted to the side a bit but he still follows me.

"So how you memorize the whole maze in a couple of seconds, are you some type of special witch or something?"

"A memory spell, for longer lasting memory that I added on myself months ago, works so well." I say boringly, stopping for a second before taking a left.

"Uh huh wel-" before he can continue I cut him off, "Why could you possibly go to wonderland for magical cookies, what's so good about them?"

"Dark one's orders, the cookies make you grow to a giant size, he wants to add it to his collection of magical items." My brows rise, why would the Dark one send Jefferson to get the cookies when he can get himself, nevertheless I shall the not question the Dark one's orders.

"Huh Okay." Once again I stop, this time stopping at a dead end, quickly I fix the situation by taking a right.

"I should warn you, Wonderland is a dangerous place, ruled by a vicious queen. We're risking our lives to get those cookies as we are going against the queen." Jefferson states, this time I stop not because of this time it's not about the maze.

"So you want me to risk my life to get some cookies from the queen so I can get back to the enchanted forest?" A large doubt enters through me like a shock of lighting, but yet I feel like I have to do this. I mean what if they kill him and his blood is on my hands, I know I shouldn't care about the man I met last night but I feel obligated do to this.

"Correct."

"Uh huh, got it."

After 30 minutes or so me and him have finally escaped the long puzzled maze, I sigh of relief and so does he.

"So what's next?" I question Jefferson, my hands placed on my hips waiting for him to answer me, I could tell he's thinking of his next steps, I hope he has a plan.

"Next we blend in, so they don't know our faces. After that we sneak into the queen's castle, specifically the basement where the cookies are." Again I am in confusion with this man, he doesn't seem to be a warlock so how is he gonna blend us in unless he has clothes to make us blend in with the crow, actually he probably does. But I'm still confused how we are going to go smoothly in the castle's basement .

Jefferson pulls out fabrics and clothing out his bag, and quickly he put a scarf around my neck and it covers my head only my face popping out of it, but noticeably. He then "disguises" himself in multiple fabrics around himself, he's definitely getting recognized.

"So how are we getting to the castle's basement, wouldn't we easily get caught just walking in?" I am replied my Jefferson's mad laugh.

"We're not going to walk into the castle's entrance Y/n, I'm mad but not stupid. We're taking the wonderland caves, we'll have someone sneak us in through there to the basement." This time instead of confuses I'm curious, does this mad man have connections through all the realms?

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"Clock? Clock? Are you there? I'm here, it's tea." Holding the torch in my hands cautiously and carefully, I quick catch on his use of the code names. It's pretty easy to detect a code, they're abnormal and out of the ordinary, sometimes they are used in words to describe a person. I can assume Jefferson's code name is tea because he likes tea, and the person's code name is clock cause they like to read the time?

Soon the caves echoes the door screeching open, quietly but easily, a man stands behind the door. only his head popping out, but he's like a human sized rabbit, that's definitely out of the ordinary but knowing how I have a talking insect in my land I don't seem to mind.

"Quick come in, can't have anyone noticing you" , "and your friend." Jefferson grabs my arm, bringing me quickly inside with him. The rabbit checked his watch shakily, his body anxiously shaking.

"Do you what you must but be quick!" Without warning the rabbit bolted out the room, leaving me and Jefferson in the basement, well what I can assume is the basement.

"Woah it was kinda easy getting in here." I exclaim looking around the room while Jefferson scans the room before searching it.

"Don't savor the moment, the queen of hearts is not to be underestimated. Now quick look for the cookies, if you see a jar of cookies that say eat me with a pink frosting there the ones."

"Okay..." I join Jefferson in searching the room, looking in every corner, trying to look for the small details even the ones that don't seem to matter.

"So who is the Queen of hearts?'

"An evil queen and witch, if we cross her she cuts off our heads even for the smallest misconceptions. Nevertheless why we shall quicken our pace my dear and look for this jar of cookies before our heads fly off our bodies." I nod in response, wondering about this queen of hearts.

A faint sound of footsteps catch my ear, all clattered at once. I look to Jefferson's direction to know if he can hear it, he doesn't at least not yet. I quicken my pace, teleporting while I'm at it.

The stomps get closer at each second, a wave of panic floods through my body yet also amusement, now Jefferson hears it. He panics looking through the the shelves, tables, and even the mess of the pile. I'm constantly teleporting, frantically searching for the jar of cookies.

3 soldiers storm in the room, Jefferson looks at the them with a hidden fear in his eyes, I stand my back to the wall. I'm invisible so they don't know I'm here, the slam of the door shutting makes 2 of the soldiers turn their backs, 1 still keeping an eye on Jefferson.

"What the hell was that?!?" One of them says, I quickly lock the door, before teleporting to the guy looking at Jefferson, knocking him out with one of the things I found while scattering the place.

Jefferson's grin reappears on his face as I make myself visible again, the two soldiers turn around, their eyes frozen for a second.

"Surprised?" In an instance I'm beside the second soldier, amused at the confusing and fear splattered on his face. Jefferson grabs the sword from the 1st soldier that got knocked out, looking at the soldier competitively.

"Ya know I've never seen gear as funny looking as yours in wonderland, your queen has set you up really." Jefferson says, eyeing the soldier in front of him. I on the other hand teleport in different places, scaring and confusing the soldier I'm battling. I've never really felt this joy in my life, I like this even though our lives are at risks right now.

A groan of pain is heard from the other soldier, Jefferson hurt him out, leaving him bleeding on the floor. Now it's us against the 3rd soldier, I knock him out but Jefferson finishes him off.

"Now I suppose we get going, don't you agree Y/nyy?"

"Definitely!" Jefferson throws the hat on the floor, slowly but quickly it opens up. Standing on top or in front of it, Jefferson holds my hand as we prepare to jump. Another stomps of soldiers fill the hallway, luckily the door is locked but that dosen't stop the banging on the door as they try to open it.

As the door swings open, me and Jefferson are already falling through the portal, holding hands tightly laughing.

Soon we fall on dirt and leaves, the hat falling and joining us on the floor too. My eyes meet Jefferson's, a look of amusement on both of our faces. Suddenly I remember something, the jar of cookies. We didn't get it, oh no what is the dark one going to do to Jefferson.

"Jefferson, the cookies!" He madly grins, laughing like I said something dumb. He then grabs something from his bag, a jar, the jar of cookies.

"I got it last minute, turns out it was hidden amongst the books.", "Ya know, You're not so bad for a partner Chesiare ." I sigh of relief, smiling back at him.

"Your not so bad yourself hatter."

As we both get off the ground helping each other up, a feeling waves through my mind. He's fun, I like him I think I wanna see him again after this. We dust the dirt and lint off our clothes, Jefferson lifting up his hat off the floor and placing it on head while I fix my dress.

As we both start to walk away from each other I stop in my tracks, turning back around.

"Jefferson." I call out to him, he then stops and looks my way.

"Can we meet again, maybe another task or something?"

"Yes we can be friends Chesiare if that's what your'e asking." I tilt my head but I accept his words knowing that's what I wanted, why I wanted to see him again. I give him a genuine smile and am received by his, I'm going to love being his friend. I walk away with a pleased feeling in my heart, for once in my life I like one of those guys from the pub.

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Authors note

Okay so I know I haven't finished the backstory yet but I didn't want to make this chapter too long, chapter 6 is going to be the last part of the backstory and then we're going back to the present. I promise not to make you guys wait too long :) I appreciate you readers and I'm thankful for all of you, have a good day/night!

[sharkwing]

There’s a “fairytale character types” trend going around on bsky right now (originally from drakthug on twitter) and since the Once Upon a Time hyperfix is back in full force after YEARS of dormancy I had to classify my S1 blorbos. Justifications + original template under readmore!

JUSTIFICATIONS

Rumple: Right off the bat I think this could be controversial, but Villain/Jester feels so much more true to his character than if I’d tried to stick Magician somewhere in there. He’s SILLY

Regina: Unfortunately there’s no Horse Girl type so we’re going basic for her. I actually changed my mind from when I posted (the crusty versions of) these on bluesky, I think Witch/Queen fits her vibe more than Villain/Queen.

Belle: Just Hero/Princess does her such a disservice imo but I couldn’t just leave her out ☹️ if there was like a “Scholar” type or smth she’d be Hero/Scholar

Snow: Self explanatory but I just want to say that I stan her bad S1 Enchanted Forest wig 🤍

Red: Also self explanatory and I FORGOT HOW MUCH I LIKED HER WHERE TF WAS SHE IN LATER SEASONS

Jefferson: *i’m insane i’m crazy asylum vid*

Emma: I debated a lot over this one but I think Hero/Divine fits best with how both the characters and the narrative treat her. Still feels a little weird to me but I’m sure she also feels weird going from “bail bondswoman Emma Swan” to “🕊️✨The Savior✨🕊️”

Henry: SHOUT OUT TO THE LITTLE MAN WHO MADE IT ALL HAPPEN. PRINCE/HERO FOR A LEGEND

Original:

[victoriously-regal]

I didn’t put as much effort into this as I normally do when I draw, but hope you guys like it anyway :-)

[ghostlyfleur]

listen

i want writers to make mr grumpy james bucky barnes even more grumpy. unhinged even.

still a good, caring guy like we know he is, but also definitely embracing all of his abilities in a sort of “hydra gave me the serum and this combate knowledge and these abilities to make me a monster now watch me use it on them” way.

like sorta “i know a crazy when i see one ‘cause i am crazy” insane. maniacal laugh. sarcastic little shit. insufferable. mad hatter type yk? MAD HATTER TYPE OF CRAZY. MAD. do you see the vision? and i want him dressed like this:

[seb played the mad hatter once. he can do it]

[ace-cf-cups]

I may do a thing based on the results of this poll...

And yes, Captain Swan is not accepted as an answer here, sorry not sorry

[caplanbuckybarnes]

I See You Now (The Mad Hatter)

Summary: you finally catch sight of the monster living in the forest.

Warnings: none? slight flangst?

WC: 536?

A/N: i'm not confident that i like this, but whatever.

Read on ao3!

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The moon hung low, casting its pale light over the Enchanted Forest. Shadows stretched long across the clearing as you stepped cautiously through the underbrush, the weight of the silence pressing down on you. Rumors had brought you here—whispers of a mysterious figure who appeared only under the cover of darkness, his voice as soft and dangerous as the wind through the trees.

"Looking for someone?" a voice called from the shadows.

You froze, heart thundering in your chest. The voice was smooth, melodic, and cold as winter’s breath.

“Who’s there?” you demanded, clutching the hilt of your dagger.

A figure emerged, dressed in a black coat that swept the forest floor, his pale face framed by dark curls. His eyes, sharp and gleaming like shards of obsidian, locked onto yours. Jefferson. The Mad Hatter, some called him. But this Jefferson was unlike the man from the stories. His aura was different—darker, ancient.

"Not afraid, are you?" His lips curled into a smirk, revealing a glint of sharp, white teeth.

Your instincts screamed to run, but something in his gaze held you captive, as though he could see through every layer of your defenses. "That depends," you replied evenly. "What exactly are you?"

He stepped closer, his movements fluid and predatory. "Something you’ve never encountered before, though you’ve certainly dreamed of it."

"I don’t make a habit of dreaming about men who hide in shadows," you shot back, earning a low chuckle.

"I’ve been hiding for centuries," he said, his voice dipping into something more vulnerable. "Waiting. Searching."

“For what?”

His eyes softened, their dark intensity giving way to something almost tender. "For someone like you."

You frowned. "You don’t even know me."

He tilted his head. "No, but I’ve felt you. Across lifetimes, through the ache of eternity. Do you have any idea what it’s like to die a thousand years waiting for a moment like this?"

Your breath hitched. His words carried an inexplicable weight, as if they echoed from a place deeper than time itself.

"You’re lying," you whispered, though your conviction wavered.

"Am I?" He stepped closer, now just inches away. His hand rose, not to harm, but to brush a strand of hair from your face. The gesture was gentle, almost reverent.

Your dagger fell from your hand, landing in the dirt with a dull thud. "What do you want from me?"

"I want what I’ve always wanted," he murmured, his lips so close you could feel the chill of his breath. "To not be alone anymore. To have someone see me—not as a monster, but as a man."

His eyes searched yours, and for a fleeting moment, you glimpsed the centuries of pain and longing etched into his soul. Against all reason, you reached out, your hand trembling as it touched his face.

"Then show me," you said, your voice steady despite the storm raging inside you. "Show me who you really are."

A flash of surprise crossed his features, quickly replaced by a flicker of hope. And as the moonlight bathed the two of you in its silver glow, Jefferson leaned in, his forehead resting against yours.

For the first time in centuries, he felt alive.

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please, please reblog this!

[creptolli]

OUAT Headcanons

Okay but imagine any magic wielder uses magic and gives off heat energy, so when they’re constantly shooting fire or immobilising or even just teleporting, they get really hot. (With the exception of ice magic, like Elsa or Ingrid)

But when a character holds more power - such as Merlin or Rumple/The Dark One - they radiate a shit ton of heat.

…in the fanfic (heavy AU) that I’m writing with Jefferson/Bucky x Merlin this applies. Cause Bucky hates the cold.. so, ya know :)

[yellowbugifs]

my top 10 ouat quotes #3. Jefferson, 1x17 "Hat Trick"

[infiniteimaginings]

〔𝘑𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 - 𝘔𝘢𝘥 𝘏𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳〕

Started: February 18th, 2024 Updated: February 18th, 2024

All my writings for Jefferson (Mad Hatter) - Once Upon a Time

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[darkangel1791]

Sebastian Stan as Jefferson/The Mad Hatter

ONCE UPON A TIME S1-S3