#mad hatter!sebastian stan
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ghostlyfleur · 7 months ago
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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:
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[seb played the mad hatter once. he can do it]
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darkangel1791 · 7 months ago
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Sebastian Stan as Jefferson/The Mad Hatter
ONCE UPON A TIME S1-S3
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beyondthefold · 9 months ago
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SEBASTIAN STAN as JEFFERSON / THE MAD HATTER Once Upon a Time S01E17 "Hat Trick"
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sergeantbarnessdoll · 5 months ago
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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.
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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.
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supercap2319 · 4 months ago
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So I'm convinced that young Captain Hook and Mad Hatter dated during their time at Merlin Academy.
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Grew up, and years later, had Harry and his sisters.
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caplanbuckybarnes · 2 months ago
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I Guess I'm in Love (Jefferson || The Mad Hatter Drabble)
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Summary: jefferson and you sit back and talk about feelings
WC: 671
Warnings: None?
Requested: inspired by "I Guess I'm In Love" by Clinton Kane @girl-next-door-writes (sorry this took absolutely forever. I'd never heard the song before lol)
Want to be tagged in future drabbles?
Read on Ao3!
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The air was crisp, the kind of chill that made you pull your coat a little tighter around yourself. Jefferson sat across from you in the dimly lit room, his hands resting on his top hat. His gaze, ever so intense, flickered to the window where the world outside seemed miles away. But inside, the two of you and the unspoken tension always seemed to hang between you like a delicate thread.
You hadn’t meant for it to happen. Falling for him was the last thing on your mind when you first met. He was mysterious, closed off, and more than a little broken. But beneath the layers of pain and madness, you saw the man he tried to hide, the one who still cared deeply, especially for Grace, his daughter.
And now? Now you were sitting here, wondering if you’d fallen too far to pull yourself back.
Jefferson sighed, the sound soft but heavy with things he didn’t say. His eyes met yours, a flicker of something vulnerable dancing behind them. You weren’t sure what to say either. Did he feel it too? This pull, this undeniable connection that had taken root between the two of you?
I think I'm in love with you you thought to yourself, though you weren’t quite ready to speak the words aloud. I'm so madly in love over you.
He hadn’t exactly made things easy. Jefferson locked his emotions tight, building walls you could barely see over. But the moments when his guard slipped when he allowed himself to just be with you, those moments were everything. They were enough to make you hold on, enough to make you believe that maybe, just maybe, he felt the same way.
As he glanced out the window again, you couldn’t help but watch him — the way his jaw tightened, how his fingers traced the brim of his hat absentmindedly, the way his entire body seemed to carry the weight of so much. But despite all of that, there were times when he looked at you, and the world felt lighter.
“Why are you staring at me?” he asked, his voice low and teasing, though there was a hint of curiosity beneath it.
You blinked, snapping out of your thoughts. “Just thinking.”
“About what?” His tone was casual, but his eyes, piercing as always, searched your face for something deeper.
You shrugged, biting your lip. “About how complicated everything is.”
He nodded slowly, leaning back in his chair as if weighing your words. “It always is.”
You could feel your heart pounding in your chest, louder than you would have liked. You were certain if he had been sitting any closer, he would have heard it, too. There was something you wanted to say, but the words seemed to lodge in your throat, stuck between hope and fear. Instead, you gave him a small smile, unsure how much you should reveal. And as Jefferson looked back at you, something in his expression softened.
“Y/N,” he started, the sound of your name on his lips making your heart skip a beat. “I’m not… good at this. But you… you make me want to be better.”
You blinked, taken aback by his sudden admission. It wasn’t exactly a declaration of love, but it was more than you had ever expected. And in Jefferson’s world, words like that carried a weight, a promise meaning.
Your chest tightened as you smiled at him, warmth spreading through you like a slow flame. “I don’t need you to be perfect, Jefferson. I just need you to be here.”
He studied you for a long moment before nodding, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “I’m here.”
And in that moment, it was enough. Maybe love wasn’t about grand gestures or perfect moments. Maybe it was about being there for each other, even when things were messy and complicated.
And as Jefferson leaned forward, closing the distance between you, you realized that maybe you were both falling — slowly but together.
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Please remember to reblog this, i haven't been feeling confident in my writing lately and the lack of reblogs on my other more recent works has been downing me.
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ozzyonedge · 3 months ago
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Happy 42nd Birthday Sebastian Stan!
August 13th 1982
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keepxsolxinxsolxinvictus · 7 months ago
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Sebastian Stan as Jefferson (The Mad Hatter) in Once Upon A Time
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deepinthelight · 7 months ago
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I don't do that anymore
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azyracrowleyseb · 8 days ago
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jeffersonhatterr · 2 months ago
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“I want you to have what you want.” “All I need is you papa!”
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dead--girls--club · 3 months ago
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}•{ Mr. Jefferson }•{
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ashandkatiewrite · 2 months ago
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New Story Alert!
a twist of fate
Written by: @katiekinswrites + @if-you-onlyknew
SUMMARY: One fateful day, Jefferson's father, the Dark One's portal jumper, doesn't return from a job. Taken by force a week later, Jefferson learns that his father's captor and murderer is an evil sorcerer who is guardian to a young princess, Odette of Swan Lake, who has been kept prisoner in her own kingdom. Now a young portal jumper himself, Jefferson sneaks into the castle over the years to spend time with the trapped princess and to tell her of his wild adventures in lands she can only imagine, and to hope that one day she will agree to leave with him and escape her tormentor.
A story about a life built between two people that have nothing in common but love at first sight, a thirst for adventure, and the obstacles that attempt to keep them apart over time and across lands.
Enchanted Forest to Cursed!Storybrooke.
Read the story on AO3.
TAGLIST: @acabecca • @arrthurpendragon • @cas-verse • @cjand10 • @darkwolf76 • @darylandbethfanforever9 • @eddysocs • @jewishbarbies • @ocappreciationtag • @sassysophiabush • @scarletwidoww • @seb-soph • @starcrossedjedis • @thatmagickjuju
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sergeantbarnessdoll · 7 months ago
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Take a Break » Jefferson/Mad Hatter
Pairings: Husband!Jefferson x Wife/Teacher!Reader
Summary: Jefferson convinces his wife to take a break from grading papers.
Warnings: Smut (18+), language, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, fingering, f receiving, unprotected sex, praise kink, aftercare, use of pet names
Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.
Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier
GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞
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“Sweetheart…” Jefferson’s voice softly echoed through yours and his home office, leaning against the doorframe.
“Now’s not a good time, Jefferson.” You say, not looking up from the stack of papers in front of you.
Jefferson sighed and pushed himself off the doorframe and walked in the office, closing and locking the door behind him before approaching the desk. He leaned down, kissing along your neck and shoulder, his teeth nipping on your skin hard enough to mark you up. You bit your bottom lip and tilted your head to the side to give him more access.
“Jefferson…” You breathed.
“You need to take a break, darling. You’ve been grading papers all evening.” He says in almost a whisper in your ear.
You opened your mouth to say something, but a gasp left your lips when you felt Jefferson’s hand disappear inside of your blouse and into your bra, gently squeezing one of your breasts. Your eyes fluttered shut and you melted into his touch. You felt your panties dampen.
“Jefferson, Grace is home.” You say.
“She’s spending the night at a friend’s house. We have the whole house to ourselves, honey.” He says.
He took his hand out of your blouse and began to unbutton it while his other hand disappeared underneath your skirt, rubbing your clit through your wet panties. You moved your hips against his hand, wanting more.
“You want more, sweetheart?” Jefferson asks huskily.
“Yes please!” You begged.
Jefferson pulled you up from the chair and pushed it aside. He turned you around and kissed you hungrily. He pushed your blouse off your shoulders, letting it fall it the floor. One of his hands expertly unclasped your bra. He pulled your skirt down your legs, letting it pool around your feet. You stepped out of it, kicking it to the side. His hand slid down your stomach and into your wet panties. His fingers rubbing from your clit to your tight entrance causing your pussy to clench around nothing.
“Jefferson, please…” You begged.
“Bend over the desk and spread your legs for me, darling.” He whispers in your ear.
You obeyed his orders, bending over the desk and spreading your legs and gave him a perfect view of your wet pussy, waiting for your husband to make the next move. He placed kisses along your spine before getting on his knees behind you. His hands grasped your thighs, placing kisses on them, making his way up to your pussy.
“I’m gonna make you feel so good, sweetheart that the only thing on your mind is me, your husband.” He says.
Your hands grasped onto the edge of the desk when his lips latched onto your clit, his tongue circling it. Your mouth fell open, moans of his name leaving your lips.
“Jefferson…” You gasped. “Oh yes!” You moaned.
His finger circled your entrance before sliding it inside of you causing your hands to grip the desk tighter.
“Oh fuck!” You moaned.
He move his finger at a decent pace while his tongue continued to flick your clit. His other hand snaked up your body, blindly finding it’s way to one of your breasts. His thumb and index finger pinched your nipple causing your cunt to clench around his finger at the sensation. Jefferson slid a second finger inside of you. Your jaw dropped, breathy moans leaving your lips. Your nails dug into the wood of the desk as his fingers and tongue fucked you.
“Yes! Oh fuck yes!” You moaned loudly when his fingers hit your sweet spot.
His tongue moved faster against your clit. His fingers moved faster, continuing to hit your sweet spot. He pinched your nipple again, this time a little hard which triggered your orgasm to start building up.
“Oh baby! I’m almost there!” You moaned.
“Give it to me, darling. Cum for me.” He says huskily.
His fingers pinched your nipple one more time before you came on his face and fingers. His fingers and tongue fucked you through your orgasm. Jefferson took his fingers out of your pussy and his lips off your clit. You leaned against the desk, catching your breath. Meanwhile, Jefferson was stripping himself out of his clothes. He hovered over you, turning your head to the side to kiss your lips.
“You’re being such a good girl for me.” Jefferson praises. “I think you deserve more. What you think, darling?” He asks softly.
“Mmm yes, I do.” You hummed in response.
Jefferson pumped his cock in his hand a couple times before lining it at your tight entrance, slowly sliding it inside of you, inch by inch. He turned your head again, kissing you once more when his cock was deep inside of you. His hands grasped your hips when he started thrusting. His thrusts were fast and loving.
“Always so fucking tight.” Jefferson moans, tilting his head back.
You felt every vein of his cock rubbing along your walls. Your hands gripped the edge of the desk tighter. His hands left your hips and slid up the front of your body, helping you stand up straight, your back against the front of his body. One of your hands continued to grip the edge of the desk while your other one found its way to his hair, your fingers tugging on it. His hands roamed your body, cupping your breasts and gave them a squeeze. A moan left your lips and your back arched off his body.
“Jefferson…” You moaned, your jaw dropping and your eyes fluttering shut.
Jefferson always takes your pleasure seriously, especially when you’ve been working hard and you deserve something for it.
“How are you feeling now, sweetheart?” Jefferson asks almost in a whisper.
“Amazing!” You gasped. “More!” You begged. “I want more!” You tell him.
“I’ll give you everything you want, my darling.” He says.
He didn’t just that. One of his hands snaked down the front of your body, stopping on your clit and began rubbing it in circles. A tingle went through your body when you felt the cool metal of his ring against your clit. One of your hands grasps Jefferson’s wrist to keep his hand in place. His fingers applied more pressure on your clit as he was rubbing it. A moan of his name left your lips. You arched your back in pleasure, pressing your breast more in his hand. Your head was against his shoulder. Your cunt clenched around his cock, feeling your orgasm building up.
“I know you’re close, sweetheart.” Jefferson says in your ear. “I know you’re on the edge. Cum for me.” He almost whispers, kissing your neck.
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your jaw dropped, a moan of his name left your lips as you came. Jefferson fucked you through your orgasm, getting closer to his own orgasm. His thrusts got sloppy momentarily, but quickly regained it. A moan, followed by a curse word left his lips as he came inside of you, painting your walls. He laid his forehead against your shoulder as his thrusts came to a halt. You two stood there for a moment, catching your breath. Jefferson pulled out of you and turned you around, holding you in his arms so you didn’t fall due to how wobbly your legs are at the moment.
“Feel better, honey?” Jefferson asks, kissing your lips sweetly.
“Mmm, much better. Thank you, baby.” You say against his lips.
“Let’s get you cleaned up and to bed.” He says.
Let’s just say that grading papers was the last thing on your mind for the night.
🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩
-Bucky’s Doll
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buckysforeverprincess · 1 year ago
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We’re all a little mad sometimes. Welcome to the MADNESS of Jefferson Hatter!!!
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hjbirthdaywishes · 3 months ago
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August 13, 2024
Happy 42 Birthday to Sebastian Stan.
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