#hyde x you

[t0rturedangel]

still the same person who sent asks for jnh,, can i request a sfw and/or nsfw headcanons for hyde himself? i adore the little menace so much <//3

p.s. i could be your 🦋 anon

╭ . . . 𝙰 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 ੭

𝐌𝐑 𝐄𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐇𝐘𝐃𝐄 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ♰ ৎ﹕𝘴𝘧𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘸 𝘩𝘤𝘴

I'M KILLING TWO BIRDS WITH ONE STONE, someone requested this exact same thing so WOOO!!!1!!!1111!!!!!!1!11111111 AND OFC YOU CAN BE THAT ANON !!!!!!

𝘴𝘧𝘸

✧⠀⨾ Hyde doesn't know how to show affection at all, i mean the man is made out of Jekyll's even more twisted side can you blame him?

✧⠀⨾ be patient with him, teach him how to love, he doesn't know- he was never taught how to care.

✧⠀⨾ He may not show it at all but he sure as hell appreciates all the gifts you give or make him, he keeps them in his house because he knows no one will go there (little does this guy know), especially Jekyll

✧⠀⨾ speaking of Jekyll, Hyde will hide your relationship to him- Jekyll doesn't need to know because Hyde is sure that Jekyll did know, he's be trying to convince you to leave. Hyde cant live without you- not anymore

✧⠀⨾ you're the only person who cares about him and his well being, you aren't revolted by him when instead you show affection to him: something he was against at the start since he felt as if he was going to go ape-shit

✧⠀⨾ but when you first hugged him and held his hand the man went mental, not in the sense of killing you but he suddenly realized that he craved your touch, and only your touch if anyone else tried to touch him they'd be on the floor- bleeding out.

✧⠀⨾ he likes to steal stuff for you, as a thank you for all the stuff you give him

✧⠀⨾ If the police or anything links you to him and try to hurt you- he isnt afraid of getting a few more murder charges, Jekyll is though.

✧⠀⨾ sometimes, most times actually, Hyde forces Jekyll to thinks of something immoral so Hyde can see you- you do scold him for it sometimes, because w t h Hyde? Let Jekyll live for at least a little bit.

𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘸

✧⠀⨾ unlike Jekyll, Hyde is rough in bed- that's the 'primal' side of him. Though if you tell him to tone it down- he will, trust me

✧⠀⨾ very willing to experiment in bed too! You wanna try a new kink you heard of? sure!

✧⠀⨾ Though of course, this man is the embodiment of evil, and a Victorian man so he (Just Like Jekyll) takes sex a bit too seriously, though there isnt much that is in exchange for it- maybe his aftercare?

✧⠀⨾ he is a very VERY vocal man, though no moans for whimpers or anything- just gruffs and praise and or degradation even if you're the one doming which is rare

✧⠀⨾ speaking of, this man is the biggest dom ever- he may not have the stature but he sure as hell is one, he's got the stamina, he's got the strength, he's got the speed.

✧⠀⨾ though he is very rough usually, he can and will be gentle if he knows you need it, he can tell if you're having a rough day and just needs some love.

✧⠀⨾ his aftercare is golden, he takes care of you- brings you a drink, gets you a duvet and lets you rest on him or wherever you want, he lets you calm down before getting you some food if you're hungry or if you fall asleep he'll make sure you're in a comfortable position in his and your bed before going to sleep too- or he'll guard the area

[tsuutarr]

With a dazzling burst of light, your summoning circle flickers as a figure begins to materialize with a golden glow. Soon, bright violet eyes meet yours.

“Are you my new witch?” the voice gasps, eyes sunny and smile toothy.

You give him an affirmative, which makes the light spirit seem to glow even brighter.

“Oh! I’m so excited!” he beams, bursting with sunlight and energy. He grabs your hands in his, warming up your skin. “I’ll be the best familiar ever, promise!”

And he is a rather good familiar, doing everything you instruct without much protest or error. His upbeat attitude is really pleasant to be around, too.

The only catch is that he changes at night. When the sun goes down, basking him with moonlight instead of sunlight, his skin turns from gold and sunkissed to silver and moonkissed. 

“Did he not tell you?” your new moonkissed familiar asks, referring to his sunny counterpart. “What a loser...” He eyes you up and down, before letting out a small huff. “I guess you’ll do fine.”

Your moonkissed familiar is… more terse and sharp edged, his lips in a perpetual scowl. However, it’s evident that he doesn’t really mind being yours – not with how he follows you around, helping you with the little things. And when you curl up at night to go to bed, he’s a comfortable pillow that lets you cuddle him close.

“It’s not fair,” your sunkissed companion complains when you awake with the sun. “He gets to cuddle you? I wanna hold you too!”

It’s really not your fault, but your sunkissed companion is too much like a puppy to take too seriously. So, instead, you allow him to hug you more, his hands clinging to you whenever they can.

“You’re just lettin’ him touch you whenever?” your moonkissed companion asks when the moon is in its zenith. You give a curious look, which makes him scowl, his gaze flickering away. “I’m just sayin’ okay? It’s not ‘cause I’m jealous or something.”

Oh, so he’s jealous. Now that you think about it, you’re pretty sure your sunkissed companion was jealous, too.

You’re really not sure what to make of this revelation, though. The last thing you expected was to be stuck in a love triangle between your… familiar? Familiars? They’re technically the same familiar, but they’re also not, which is kind of complicated.

Well… it’s nothing to worry about, probably.

But oh, how wrong you are. As the days pass, that much is obvious.

“You like me better, right?” your sunkissed familiar asks, suffocating you with his warmth. He’s gotten clingier and clingier, smothering you with his presence.

“There’s no way you like that dolt better,” your moonkissed familiar states, constantly hovering over you with his chill. You don’t know if he’s aware of it or not, but you’ve been getting less and less sleep with him around.

Nowadays, they’re just… always around you. Day and night. There’s no escape, no room to breathe. They’re always there somehow, always watching.

It’s driving you crazy. Maybe it is something to worry about. Maybe it’s for the best if you cancel the familiar contract.

“What?” your sunkissed familiar asks, eyes wide. “Oh, no, no. Darling witch, why would you say that?”

As you feel him burn hotter, you quickly realize that bringing up the idea to him was a mistake.

After all, light spirits are notoriously powerful and you’re just a newbie witch. There’s no way you can control him unless he offers that control to you – you should’ve realized that.

And, well, from the look in his eyes, it looks like he’s done letting you take charge.

“You’re our witch, darling. For as long as the light shines.”

[forbescaroline]

235 FAVORITE SHIPS OF ALL TIME (ranked by my followers) 64. jackie burkhart and steven hyde - that 70s show

[robo-milky]

Jekyll and Lucy reminded me of them so much, so I had to get this out of my system-

I FEEL LIKE IT’S BEEN SO LONG SINCE I’VE LAST DRAWN ROOK OR ROOKLOCHE AT ALL!

[piperslovebot]

got a pretty face pretty boyfriend too

[it-happened-one-fic]

The Strange Case of Doctor Jade and Mr. Floyd (Part 1) - Jade

Author Notes: Tis October, so here is a Halloween-themed fic! I read a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde inspired fic with Jade and Floyd quite some time ago (I'm pretty sure it was Azul x reader actually) but I can no longer find it, so I'm afraid I can't link it and I can't remember the author or the fic name either (such is my memory). But anyway, I wanted to try doing my own spin on the idea and, fear not, mine ended up wildly different from the one I read. And I won't lie, I kind of wanted to make this series longer, but I cut myself off at 4 chapters because (a) that's how many Fridays there are in October and (b) I didn't know where to take this series. Reader is gender-neutral and I hope you all enjoy!

Type: Gender neutral reader/ sfw/ sort of fluff/ romance implied/ platonic relationship/ kind of mafia AU/ some drama/ intrigue??

[Part One: You're Here!], [Part Two], [Part 3], [Part 4]

Word count: 2523

Trigger Warning: Mentions of blood

I looked up, immediately smiling as the door opened and in strolled Jade. An ever polite smile on his seemingly flawless face as he looked over at me with practiced gentility, “Good morning, Y/n.”

I nodded at him, reaching down under my desk to grab the package Azul had left for him just moments earlier, “Good morning, Dr. Jade. Mr. Carews called and requested that you call him back, and Mr. Ashengrotto just came by and left a package for you.”

Jade let out a hum as he eyed the small package, a slight frown appearing on his face at the mention of the first man before his two-toned gaze flickered up to meet mine. Amusement flickering in his mismatched eyes as he tilted his head, the motion causing the singularly long, dark grey strand of his otherwise short turquoise hair to swing wildly, “Did Azul say anything?”

I shook my head, as I sifted through a pile of papers. All appointments, letters, and general paperwork, “No, he and I chatted for a while, but he didn’t leave a message for you. Why? Are you expecting something from him?”

I paused to glance questioningly up at the doctor, who shook his head. An amused smile spreading across his face as he rested one gloved hand against his chin, “No, but it is as I feared. You have quite charmed my work partner.”

I snorted at his teasing, shaking my head slightly, “Hardly. He was just being polite.”

Jade hummed, straightening as he balanced the package in one hand easily, “I sincerely doubt that, my dear. I do fear he might soon come to steal you away.”

I rolled my eyes, mething his gaze once more, “Azul has no need of a receptionist, so I doubt there is any real fear of that.”

Jade let out a quiet chuckle as I held out a slender sheet of paper, “Here, this is Mr. Carews’s number. He sounded very upset when he called, so I imagine he’ll want to schedule an appointment.”

He quietly eyed the paper before accepting, “Yes, I suppose he will, considering everything that’s going on.”

I frowned at his words, perfectly used to Jade’s occasionally ominous statements by now, but I tilted my head at him nonetheless as I gave way to my own wary curiosity, “Are you talking about that new criminal that supposedly looks exactly like you? ‘Mr. Floyd,’ was it?”

Jade’s characteristically discreet smile split into a grin. One that displayed his pointed teeth that he always kept hidden behind close-lipped smiles whenever any patients were nearby, and in many ways I genuinely believed that the first time I’d seen it had been entirely accidental on his part. But at this point I also honestly suspected that Jade only smiled like that when he was truly, and perhaps villainously, amused. 

His voice was filled with humor, as evidenced by his slight chuckle as he spoke, “Ah, yes, that fellow. So you’ve heard of him too?”

I blinked slightly at his words before smiling in slight disbelief and shaking my head, “Hasn’t everyone? It seems like everyone’s talking about him. People on the streets, patients in your waiting room, the newspapers….”

I trailed off amusedly as Jade tilted his head at me, his eyes flashing with a far-too-clever glimmer, “And what do you think of this ‘Mr. Floyd’?”

I felt my eyebrows raise at Jade’s question. But, in all fairness, I suppose it only made sense for him to be at least slightly curious about the criminal that everyone had been likening him to.

Though, knowing Jade, I doubted that any of the gossip actually bothered him. In fact, Jade would be more likely to find their gossip rather amusing.

“Well, I suppose he may have a passing resemblance to you based on what people say, but it can’t be anything too awfully close. After all, neither the practice nor your reputation have been hurt by any of the rumors,” I finally answered. Lifting one shoulder in a half-shrug before I frowned slightly, “Beyond that, I haven’t heard much about him. No one actually talks about anything he’s done. Just that he supposedly looks like you and apparently can’t be caught.”

Jade blinked at my words, his eyes widening in an almost comedic fashion before a slow smile crept across his face as his gaze shifted back to something more amused, “Yes, I suppose there isn’t much information about him, is there?”

He paused, tilting his head slightly before finishing in an oddly pleased manner that had me frowning slightly, “I suppose we’ll just have to wait and see how things pan out, won’t we?”

I was almost tempted to question as he turned to go but I stayed silent. Instead, watching as he walked off with his package, as I idly considered his words before tilting my head with a slight frown.

Because it was odd, now that I considered it. The way Azul kept sending mysterious little packages so cryptically.

The rest of the day rolled by uneventfully, though, with patients coming and going. Ever-thrilled to be seeing that the esteemed Dr. Jade. Though how Jade kept up the ‘esteemed’ part of his reputation was beyond me.

It was true that he was the perfect image of a gentleman and was by far a good employer whom I got along well with. But it was also true that it hadn’t taken me very long after getting hired as his receptionist to figure out that there was far more to him than just his good looks, intelligence, and faux-polite smile.

If nothing else, Jade was a master of manipulation, and he could be beyond slippery at times. And then there was the way he’d emerged from his office with a distinctly smug expression to tell me that Mr. Carews did indeed want an appointment and for me to be sure to schedule plenty of time.

And that was, of course, in and of itself perfectly innocent. Jade was a well-respected doctor after all. If Mr. Carews needed an appointment, even a long one, that wasn’t really very strange. 

But the way Jade’s pleasure had seemed all too villainous was odd and had me shaking my head with a frown even as I was walking down the street on my way home.

It wasn’t the first time I’d questioned Jade’s flawless reputation, though.

I might have bought into it at the start, when I’d applied for the job of his receptionist, but I didn’t now. 

But I also had no idea why he seemed so perfectly villainous sometimes, and the fact that I got along with him so well despite my occasional concerns had me questioning my own sense.

Jade had appeared out of nowhere, with similar timing to Azul’s appearance in town. Both reasonably well-respected from the start, and by now they’d built up quite the reputations as well as quite a bit of money.

Jade, as a supposedly moral character who helped the sick and ailing with all sorts of problems, and Azul, as a businessman who could help most anyone find what they needed.

The two of them had already been friends when they’d both shown up within days of one another and set up their businesses with the implicit understanding that they worked together.

Both of them were a bit of a mystery, and both of them were men I’d ended up working with and getting along with rather well. But all of it was still odd enough to make me sometimes question their sudden appearance and the way Jade seemed to always know stuff about people.

After all, that was why he was regarded as so good at his job. The sheer amount of information he had about what troubled individuals. 

I paused mid-step as something caught my eye through my peripheral vision, causing me to turn and look down a darkened, trash-filled street before my eyes widened in recognition.

Because there, of all people, sat Jade himself with a hand pressed to his now bloodied right arm, even though he’d only left the office shortly before I had.

My mind swirled with questions about how he’d gotten hurt, what exactly had happened, and what on earth was doing here when his house was in the exact opposite direction. But none of those thoughts slowed me down as I darted across the street. Heedless of others passing by.

I all but dropped to the ground beside him, my hand reaching out to try and shove his hand out of the way so I could get a better look at his injury as words flew from my mouth in a garbled mix of distress and genuine concern, “What happened to you?!! We need to get you some help! I’ll call the hospital and-”

He jerked back at my sudden appearance, staring at me with wide eyes, and I felt myself go still as my words came to an abrupt halt as I stared back at this young man who was so familiar but also wholly foreign to me.

A yellow right eye and an olive left one, both of which were slightly drooped at the edges, giving him an almost gentle appearance. But Jade’s eyes were sharper and more upturned at the edges, with his right eye being olive and the left being yellow.

And then there was the hair. The same shade of turquoise, but where Jade had his longer stand of dark grey hair that framed the left side of his face, this man’s longer strand hung on the right side of his face.

He was a perfect mirror image of my employer, but the simple fact of the matter was that this man was not Jade. And suddenly all I could think was the rumors of the very criminal Jade had questioned me about just today.

Mr. Floyd. The criminal that no one could catch, who looked uncannily like Jade.

I swallowed thickly as he blinked back at me, his expression slowly shifting to surprise to something more intelligent that had me both mentally and physically retreating.

I slowly let go of his hand, pulling back as I let out a nervous laugh, “Sorry… I must have gotten the wrong person….”

I trailed off as I hurriedly backtracked, about to stand and scurry away only for him to catch my hand in his, which I noticed all too late was also different from Jade’s. 

I froze at his sudden touch as I stared at where his hand now held mine captive before my gaze darted back up to his face.

If he was bothered by my sudden wariness, he didn’t show it as he stared back at me and clearly identified me despite the fact I’d never met him, “You work for Jade.”

In no way were his words a question. They were a statement. Like he knew it for a fact, and I felt myself nod even as I scrambled to figure out what I needed to do now.

I had no idea what sort of crimes this man had committed or anything about him. And even if I had paid more attention to the gossip about him, I still wouldn’t know anything. 

“Dr. Jade? Yes, I- I’m his receptionist,” And I only faltered slightly as I responded to him. Feeling both very much out of my depth.

He stared back at me, his expression oddly, before a sharp-toothed grin crossed his face that had my eyes widening as his grip on my hand tightened slightly, “I guess I’d better get you back home then? Hm~ It’d be a shame for something to happen to the respected doctor’s receptionist.”

I blinked at his lilted words. My confusion only increasing as my wariness remained. I didn’t know if he was being patronizing towards the fact Jade was well-respected due to something akin to jealousy or if it was something else entirely. But either way, I wanted to get away from him, and I certainly didn’t want ‘Mr. Floyd’ anywhere near my home.

I might not know what crimes he had supposedly committed, but I definitely wasn’t going to take any chances.

I pasted a nervous smile onto my face and pulled my arm back towards me, my motions doing nothing to break his grip as I shook my head, “Oh no. Thank you, but I’ll be fine going home on my own.”

He stared at me, almost like he was surprised by my words before he let out a harsh sounding laugh, “Nah, there are a lot of criminals out and about right now. A lil shrimpy like you might get in a world of trouble on your own.”

And just like that, he shot down my polite refusal as he stood, hauling me to my feet with him as he turned and took off down the street. All but dragging me along behind him as I stumbled along, “I’ll getcha back home safe and sound, though. But-”

He paused, his long stride coming to a stop as he suddenly tugged on my arm, pulling me up alongside him so he could grin down at me. Sharp teeth perfectly on display as I swallowed thickly, bracing myself for whatever he was about to say.

“You gotta keep it a secret from your boss, ‘Kay~?” His tone was oddly sing-songy, and I felt myself distantly nod before I immediately frowned at myself. Because I wasn’t about to agree to letting this man walk me home. Even if he had caught me wholly off-guard.

But before I could hardly object, he took off down the street, somehow knowing the exact direction to head in as I stumbled after him. But after a moment, his long-legged pace slowed so that I could keep up as he glanced down at me.

“Jade’ll be mad if he finds out I walked you home, so this’ll be our secret~” I blinked at him in utter wary confusion as he held up one long finger to his mouth and winked at me.

Because was this man, bleeding though he was, really the criminal that everyone had been gossiping about? He certainly seemed…. Odd. But despite my initial panic, he hardly seemed as horrifying as the rumors made him sound.

He was, however, still suspicious.

I felt myself distantly nod even as I eyed him warily, “Right…. But how do you know the way to my house and that I work for Jade?”

If anything, his grin spread across his face, “I remembered it. You had to put your address on your paper when you applied to be his receptionist. Remember?”

If I could have frozen in place, I would’ve, but instead the man just kept pulling me along with him as he started humming. His jaunty tune wholly at odds with my chilled thoughts.

Because his words had one painfully obvious meaning. That he’d seen the paperwork for everyone who’d applied for my job. Which meant he definitely had some sort of connection to Jade.

It appeared there really was more to Jade than I’d realized, even despite my suspicions.

[fishyvamp]

I am stressed as hell right now with everything going on in the US so Imma going to write what I think some of my favorite killers are like when they're darling reader comes to them stressed as hell. Many of them are going to be readers I've already written about at least once so feel free to check the masterlist. If you want more head canons feel free to ask.

The Knight is startled when Eldritch!reader asks to just cuddle, you're smaller then usual body tense and when he touches your skin he can feel the hidden shadows trying to pull him in. "Anything for you Szeretet," he whispers picking you up and holding you against his chest. He takes you to his bed though it looks more like the nest you have in your castle then an actual bed. You smile realizing he's slowly bringing pieces of you in. He doesn't find himself worthy of you, but if you insist on asking him for comfort it would be his honor to provide it.

The Ghostface is confused as hell watching Hyde!reader pacing the room. You're killer side is usually scarily calm most of the time. However you look ready to lash out. Ready to pounce and shred the next person who so much as looks at you. You turn around seeing him there and he was bracing himself to get rushed and pinned against the wall, but it never came. Instead he watches you slowly move to him picking him up holding him in your arms as you move to the couch slumping down. You don't say anything to him, but you do hold him almost painfully tight against your chest. "Everything alright?" He asks you. Not sure how to feel about the non-committal grunt you give.

The Hillbilly doesn't think twice already wrapping you tight in the warmest knit blanket he's got, he's got popcorn, hot cocoa, and all the sweets you can gorge yourself on. Your favorite movie is on and he's just enjoying your company as you both lay on the couch, though if you don't calm down he might be inclined to help his little critter out by using other methods of getting your brain to shut down.

The Trapper doesn't react much just pulls you into bed and asks you to just speak. It doesn't matter if he understands he just wants to listen. He wants to hear everything, wants to make sure you feel heard. He smiles when you finally break your worries spilling like a faucet as he takes everything in asking questions when you pause. You seem at ease once you're done looking so peaceful tucked up under his arm. His Brat looks so sweet when they lay in bed next to him so peacefully. Burden him will you, it makes him feel less alone to hear you. Makes him feel lighter when he helps you share the emotional load.

The Executioner is use to it. You're already stressed about this and that. You aren't dating, but he does know how to get you calm down, you pinned beneath him in the bed as he humps against your ass. So fucking perfect he thinks feeling you melt against his touch. Such a needy toy, maybe he'll force you on your knees as he sharpens his knife, your face pressed against his thigh nose buried into his clothed groin. You're surrounded by his musk and for some reason that pacifies you. Not that pyramid head can complain.

The legion, they're solution to everything is horror movies and cuddle puddle. The neediest person in the center of the puddle a killer in each arm, a third holding behind while the fourth finds himself between your legs. The look smug when they finally get you to sleep. Your snoring soothing. It isn't long before they're passed out too.

[ps-cactus]

Shades of Silver Lining - Ch. 1 - posted ✅

Ch.0 <- | Ch.2 ->

word count: 5187 ✨ [ AO3 ] ✨ [ Wattpad ]

Ch. 0 is teaser; you can find tags and summary for the whole story in its post as well. Short list: 6th year, Ominis x f!MC Slow Romance, Adventure, Myths and Legends

now, the loudest applause to @asallowgrave and @accio-bagel for beta reading 🙂‍↕️👏🏻 thank you a million times for your help

💕tag list: @savingsallow, @crvcioking, @acslytherpuff, @espressoristretto-patronum, @ravenwind-75, @diana-bluewolf , @theladyofshalott1989 💕 tell me if you don't want to be tagged / would like to be tagged as well

I don't feel like posting a whole text here but I'll leave some out-of-context excerpts under the cut:

・・・ The man approached small shelves by the fireplace, coming nearer to the flickering firelight. Alyn blinked, suddenly recognising why his figure had seemed familiar. The sleek embroidery on the lapels of his coat caused her fingertips to twitch faintly.

Was it merely the poor lighting, or did the pattern really resemble an intricate weave of countless “G”s? She remembered seeing a similar pattern on a coat, only it was a different shade of grey, a much lighter one. Ominis had started wearing it more often in this weather. The thick fabric, neat detailing, and expensive trim—it looked like something from Gladrags, but with a more sophisticated, restrained style. The man’s stature also reminded her of Ominis, though this face held no familiar traits. Alyn pleaded for this pattern not to mean Gaunt, but to simply be a tailor’s logo or some abstraction. ・・・

・・・“Weird thing, that these myths and legends are in the Restricted Section,” Alyn commented, casting him a sideways look and tapping the spine of the book at the bottom of the stack. “I flipped through, but they seem like pretty gruesome, creepy tales. Seeking some bedtime stories?”

“Possibly,” Sebastian shrugged so dramatically indifferently that Alyn snorted in amusement. She kept her eyes fixed on him. He was usually the one who could stare through someone, but when she gave him the exact same look, he faltered like a child. ・・・

・・・Sebastian looked at Alyn again, his hands still stretched toward the flames. “So, how was the date?” A sly grin played on his lips. “Did you and Ominis discover something particularly delightful at Honeydukes?” ・・・

[plutoarttv]

teddy bear lanyon part 2

[t0rturedangel]

if it's not much, some yandere jekyll and/or hyde hc's? can be both sfw and/or nsfw 🤭 anyways take care

╭ . . . 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 ੭

𝐃𝐑 𝐉𝐄𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐑 𝐇𝐘𝐃𝐄 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ➤ 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘴

❏ warnings : love-sick ('yandere') themes, dark themes, a Victorian doctor, mentions of torture, mentions of blood, murder, Hyde.

I have SOOOO many requests LOL, and i got so much homework- this shit is more important- ILY MY LOVELIES

✩ ⊱ Jekyll likes to think that he's the gentler, sweeter and more loving version of the two (technically one) men obsessed with you. he's not.

✩ ⊱ He's manipulative, and knows how to get his way with you- you try to leave? Why? do you hate him, do you want to see Hyde take control of him and never let the face of Jekyll be shown to the world ever again? You're the only thing that's keeping him in power.

✩ ⊱ He also, sometimes, has a brutal side to him too- if someone he doesn't approve of gets a bit to close to his lovely dear spouse (Either your parents arranged a marriage with Jekyll, for money obviously, or Jekyll had manipulated you to marry him) well he's just gained a new test subject- how sweet right? right?

✩ ⊱ Don't worry though, he'll save you from watching- he doesn't want to ruin your little head (anymore than he already has.)

✩ ⊱ Jekyll likes to believe that you're a pure little thing, how could you not be? He could only love someone as pure as you- dont even thing about how he's a terrible man- you dont need to at all! Just keep being you're little angelic self

✩ ⊱ unfortunately for you, Jekyll is a Victorian man (a doctor no less) so therefore he has the mentality of one too, i hope you can see what I'm trying to say

✩ ⊱ Jekyll views you as his property is what I'm trying to say, right? I know it sounds horrible and it is, but that's his mentality- I am not going to sugar coat this for you, my lovelies

✩ ⊱ Don't worry though! Jekyll does have his sweet moments, on some occasions he'll let you roam the house! Though the servants will either be busy or away from you, after all who needs to see them, hm? all you need is him!

✩ ⊱ The doctor is deadly scared of loosing you, to either death, or someone else so therefore, he locks you up in a lovely little room he had made and decorated for you- the walls are your favorite colours, he got all the decorations he knew you would love, makes sure the room is constantly clean and you have a lovely large bed the two of you sleep in (whenever Jekyll is not busy, and is not Hyde- though Hyde will also visit you) though you are shackled, again he doesnt want you to leave

✩ ⊱ Hyde, on the other hand, is some how more gentler- though he's a monster, he's artificially made his soul is full of nothing but hate and rage but somehow he never lays a hand on you

✩ ⊱ He, actually doesn't to much to you. Sometimes he'll only sit on a chair in your room and just stare at you- sometimes he smiles at you (or what seems to be a smile) which is either more horrific or sweeter than what Jekyll does.

✩ ⊱ Sometimes Hyde loves to sit next to you, and let you rest against him, he'll also play with your hand or hair, if it's your hand it will be near the shackle so your aching skin could have at least some relief- you're the only person he will ever be gentle with.

✩ ⊱ Whenever he knows Jekyll is not mentally there, he'll let you out of your room and take you outside (in the night of course- there's less people, and much like Jekyll, Hyde hates having people any closer to you than at least a street away) and show you around, sometimes you'll be lucky and he'll take you to his house.

✩ ⊱ Hyde can cook, shocking I know- but he loves to cook for you whenever he can, and hey- it keeps you full and Jekyll never knows.

✩ ⊱ Unlike Jekyll, Hyde (despite loving you so much) does not really care if you saw something horrific, it just means you'll see what he's capable of, how much he's willing to protect you and how much blood he can shed.

✩ ⊱ though don't you EVER think, EVERRRRR that he'll lay a hand on you, he may be evil but he'll never do that, no Jekyll does that (sometimes, after he's sob and beg for your forgiveness)

✩ ⊱ Overall, yeah no, I beg- do not fall for this man (men?) your life will not look so pretty but they'll love you, at least they'll tell you that they do.

[theshipdiaries]

Stalking hyde and jackie shippers on tumblr and then answering and liking and reblogging a lot of their posts because I have no one to talk about them with 😭

[piperslovebot]

There are two kinds of ships

Another remake of this since I’ve improved giffing since then

[it-happened-one-fic]

The Strange Case of Dr. Jade and Mr. Floyd - Jade (Part 3)

Author Notes: This was an interesting chapter to write because Jade doesn't actually appear here. It's just Floyd and Reader. I really wanted that to happen though since I felt it was important. And even if he doesn't physically appear, Jade still seeped into the chapter so that was fun. Reader is gender-neutral and I hope you all enjoy!

Type: Gender neutral reader/ sfw/ sort of fluff/ romance implied/ platonic relationship/ kind of mafia AU/ some drama/ intrigue??

[Part One], [Part Two], [Part 3: You're Here!], [Part 4]

Word count: 1481

Trigger Warning: Mentions of blood

I glanced over, feeling my eyebrows arch as I made eye contact with the tall young man who lingered in the shadows nearby my home. And, rationally speaking, I should have been far more concerned about his presence, but by now I was used to it.

He glanced over, his mismatched gaze that was so similar to Jade’s snagging on mine before a wide smile curved across his face, and he sauntered out into the open, “Heya Shrimpy~”

His words were all but cooed as I unlocked my door, humming my reply with a smile slipping onto my face despite the fact that I knew, perfectly well, he was under suspicion of numerous crimes.

“Did you get hurt again?” My voice was soft as I barely glanced his way, my gaze sweeping over him as I checked for anything obvious as he raised his shoulders in a devil-may-care sort of way.

“Not too bad, but I figured it wouldn’t hurt to come by and get patched up,” His grin held no remorse, and I shook my head. Wondering, not for the first time, if I was doing the right thing.

Jade hadn’t answered my most important question earlier about if he was in danger. I’d planned to base my assumptions regarding Floyd’s activities on his response, but Jade’s statement that everything was ‘completely under control’ was hardly comforting.

But, in the same sentence, it felt wrong to not help Floyd. He’d never done anything to hurt me, and though his injuries were rather condemning when paired with the rumors that circulated about him, it didn’t feel quite right to judge him based on others statements.

I’d already seen how poorly people’s popular descriptions of Jade fell short of the full picture of the man himself.

I sighed slightly as I finished opening my door, stepping in and continuing to hold it open for Floyd, even though I knew that might not be the right decision as I glanced back at him once more, “Come on in then.”

At the very least I could warn him that Jade now knew what we’d met. 

I really didn’t know what that might mean for Floyd since I really didn’t know why he’d wanted to keep a secret from Jade. But at the very least I could tell him I’d failed on that front.

He sauntered in behind me, ever-relaxed as he plopped down in a chair and looked up at me, tilting his head in a way that caused the dark grey streak in his hair to swing wildly in front of his face, “Whatcha thinking about Shrimpy?”

I frowned slightly at his words, idly wondering if I was that easy to get a read on before I shook my head slightly, “Jade ended up finding out about us meeting.”

Floyd shrugged, half-rolling his eyes, “Took him long enough.” He paused, a grin weaving its way onto his face as he continued to look up at me, and I felt my eyebrows arch. Because, somehow, I wasn’t entirely surprised that he wasn’t bothered.

To be perfectly honest, Floyd struck me as a mercurial individual. What might bother him one day might not on another.

“Where are you hurt?” At my words, he obediently rolled up one sleeve and I all but frowned at the tiny scratch on his arm.

My eyes slowly met his again as I frowned, and he all but beamed at me as I questioned him exasperatedly, “Do you even need a band-aid?”

He outright grinned at me before rolling his sleeve back down, “Ya’ know, Shrimpy, there’s a saying, ‘Ask and ye shall receive.’”

I felt my brows furrow at his words, but in no way was I confused because his meaning was obvious. After dealing with Jade long enough, I could tell when he wasn’t necessarily talking about the matter at hand but something else entirely. And if I applied those same rules to Floyd, then I knew what he was saying. He was offering to let me in on whatever secret it was that he and his brother had. 

The only problem was, I wasn’t sure if I wanted in on that secret. 

Depending on what, exactly, that secret might be, it could be dangerous. Whether it really was ‘under control’ like Jade had said or not.

“You and your brother are playing a dangerous game, aren’t you?” I eyed Floyd closely, and, if anything, he looked pleased by my words in a way that was at odds with how Jade had shut down our conversation earlier.

I crossed my arms as I held his gaze, frowning at him, “If that is the case, then I don’t know that I should know everything.”

“I don’t know, Shrimpy. Curiosity might kill the cat, but satisfaction’ll bring it back,” I frowned even more at his words. A direct callback to my conversation with Jade.

Almost like he’d been there, or Jade himself had told him about it. And at this point, I was just about willing to believe either option.

I leaned forward though, eyeing him closely as I exhaled, “Fine then, are you and your brother in trouble?”

He giggled at my words, an almost raspy sound that had my eyebrows lifting as he spoke in a teasing voice, “You gonna help us if we are?”

I shook my head slightly, “I don’t know if that’s even possible. Jade said it was under control.”

Floyd’s gaze continued to hold mine in an almost playful fashion that should have made me far more wary than it actually did, “And, did you believe him?”

Believing Jade…That was yet another dangerous game in and of itself. But it was one that I might stray into playing if I didn’t watch it. 

Sometimes Jade was perfectly trustworthy, like how I could trust him to tease me. But believing him when I knew exactly how skilled he could be at lying just from having watched him interact with people….. That was another matter entirely.

I let out a slight huff, surrendering to my own spiraling thoughts regarding the dangers of Jade and my concerns about his safety as I met Floyd’s gaze, “Fine, what’s going on?”

Floyd’s grin only spread at my words as he sat back, his long limbs splayed as he stared at me, “Our family has a unique business with unique needs. Jade gets the info, and I keep folks off our backs.”

I frowned, my fingers digging into my knees slightly as I braced my arms against my legs, “And that’s how you get hurt?”

He nodded, and I inhaled, because that practically told me everything I needed to know. Jade got information of the sort that people were willing to injure others over.

“A unique business, huh?” The words were mumbled under my breath, but Floyd heard them. 

His face lit up, and he leaned forward, almost pressing his forehead to mine. Causing my eyes to widen even as he spoke in a hushed but excited tone, “It’s like this, ya see-”

“No, that’s fine,” I leaned back, holding my hand to stop him before he got started, but even despite his often moody nature, he didn't get upset when I interrupted him. Instead, he just grinned at me. Amused by the way I cut him off.

But I was positive now that whatever it was they were doing was definitely something dangerous. Something that could put me at-risk just by knowing about it.

Jade hadn’t just been being shady when he’d avoided the topic. In his own way, he’d been protecting me. Because curiosity really could kill the cat sometimes. Which really only brought up conversations about whether my writing off his playful behavior as him just being teasing had been foolish.

But then the idea of Jade being fond of me wasn’t an idea I was entirely ready to entertain. Not with everything I was having to deal with right now.

I met Floyd’s gaze for a final thought, pressing my lips together before I spoke, “I just want to know one more thing.”

He hummed, a perfectly musical sound that was at odds with his strange voice, and I swallowed, “Is Azul in on all of this?”

His lips parted in a grin that displayed his too-sharp teeth, almost like it was a warning in and of itself even as he answered, “Well, yeah. He has been the whole time.”

Floyd paused, seemingly reveling in my tense silence before he reached out, snapping the heavy atmosphere by patting me on the knee affectionately, “Don't worry though, Shrimpy. Jade can handle himself, and even if you do get in too deep, we’ll all look out for you.”

And as I held Floyd’s gaze, I didn’t know if his words were comforting or just made me worry. Because just how close was I to getting in too deep?

[fishyvamp]

lemme cook for a sec

a reader that's basically Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde

Survivor by day, Killer by night.

Jekyll! Reader is short, scrawny, kind, and shy.

Hyde! Reader is the exact opposite, tall, muscular, sadistic, and confident.

imagine a Killer thinking Reader is an easy target at first but when the sun goes down, the real fun begins!

- @scratchingcatfics658

Hyde!reader was impressive powerful and domineering. Survivors cowering in your meer presence as you get kill after kill. Chains, bindings, and harnesses hug tightly to your form as you moved with unusual grace afforded to your large form. Yet there was something the killers could not place. You were unusually withdrawn, your personality drawing many of them in as you laughed and joked the night away, but you were gone by daylight no where to be found.

Ghostface was the first to notice, he had been too curious about their newest survivor/killer pairing. He had never seen them together which wasn't unusual, but the aggression and sadistic nature Hyde!reader showed it would only make sense that you would hate your survivor like any other killer.

He had seen you leave in the middle of the morning before the sun's early rays, you stumbling around like a drunk as you walked into the fog towards the campfire. Were you trying to get an early morning trial? No, he watched as you collapsed falling into a hole at the base of a tree. Shaking his head GhostFace moved to pull you out, the first rays of morning lightening the fog as instead he sees Jekyll!Reader staring back at him looking embarrassed about something. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" His modulated voice cooed.

You stood up brushing off your clothes. Ghostface had never noticed before, but your clothes are exactly like Hyde!Readers minus the chains and bindings and even then it hung loosely on you as if you had forgotten what would actually fit. You did not talk, but your body language was closed off and timid. Exactly what Jekyll!reader was like in the trials. "I have no control," you finally spoke up, words coming out harsh, but sheepish. "don't tell the others. They wouldn't trust me if they knew."

Smiling brightly The GhostFace moved in caging you against the tree. "I'll keep your little secret, if you let me try both sides." He whispers against your ear. Chuckling as he felt your breath hitch and body shiver. You swallowed thickly looking up, you had gotten caught and had no real escape so you nodded your head in agreement. In this moment you both hated having your other half and not having them in control to take care of the situation for you.

[reanimationstation]

i finally drew it