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[I get exactly where you're coming from, but on the flipside It's very hard to find an appropriately geezy actor that has enough gifs/icons to use. Lots of handsome actors out there, less charmingly homely ones, and almost no little creeps for an appropriate fc for Jervis. I'm always on the prowl for a better fc, all of mine have been too handsome for my tastes, so I'd love suggestions for a bit more creepy/homely Jervis. :)]

People who rp Jervis Tetch and use pictures of extremely hot actors to be him baffle my mind. He’s not an attractive man he never was?! I get that you do that to Jonathan Crane in some comics he’s attractive in others not so much. But with Jervis it’s a bit dumb IMO

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"You can never have too many, I'll bring mine, too!" Aces insisted excitedly, "when would you like to hɐve the party? 6 o'clock?" he questioned.

Controller snuck up behind Aces then wrapped his arms around him to give him a huge hug.

Aces jumped slightly with a squeak, before realizing it was his friend, “Hullo, Con,” he laughed, “what’s got you in such ɐ mood?”

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Jervis' spirits leaped, "Oh, perfect! Good! I really don't want to hurt you, little bird," he insisted, "I never wɐnted to hurt anyone. But no one ever listens," he shook his head sadly, "and they frighten me, and I just..." he cleared his throat of remorse, and returned his smile to her, "but you'll be different, won't you? I know you will!"

The way the other spoke to her made Wesley's insides churn- and it wasn't in an appealing way.

If she behaved, she could find a way out of this disaster. It'd be simple and easy; and possibly leave her one less victim on her list.

Sighing through her nose and closing her eyes to think, Wesley reopened them, relaxing her body and nodding submissively at her captor.

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Aces blinked, before a wide grin spanned his face, "Sweets?" he murrmurred, practically vibrating in excitement, " Of course I would, Con! We'll make a tea party of it!" Aces squeaked happily, clapping his hands.

Controller snuck up behind Aces then wrapped his arms around him to give him a huge hug.

Aces jumped slightly with a squeak, before realizing it was his friend, “Hullo, Con,” he laughed, “what’s got you in such ɐ mood?”

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The sudden change in eye colour took him slightly aback-- he had only seen then as piercing crimson spheres, as red as the blood he was sure she was ready to draw. Now, bright green glared back at him instead.

It was a bit more comforting.

"Now," Jervis said with a steady smile, pressing his fingertips to the glass, "You needn't worry, little bird. No, no. You have such a pretty song, it would be such a shɐme to keep you locked up in a cage where no one could hear you. You must behave, and I'll be sure to feed you and care for you and then, set you free." he nodded, "would you like that, little meadowlark?"

Wesley looked away, ashamed to even find herself tied up in this mess. If anything were to happen to her- which she hoped nothing wouldn't- she'd have the stranger's head.

Forcing herself back into the corner, the Siren opened her eyes, and this time she had calmed herself enough to have them return to their bright, lively green.

"…"

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Jervis sometimes wondered if Alice might be too trusting, even of him. But regardless, he sat up with the girl in his lap, and removed his hat from his head with a flourish. He was quick and precise about affixing the feathered pin to the band (a striking addition, against the silk), and smiled in approval at the look, "It's perfect, my deɐr," he stated, giving her a kiss before dropping his hat on to her head, "and it looks great on you."

"Jervis!!"

"Alice?!?"

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Showcase ‘94 #4—The Rogues Play Baseball

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Jervis couldn't help but stare at her, pressing his lips nervously together as he sighed through his nose, "You mustn't look at me like that," he insisted quietly, twisting a length of rope in his fingers, "it makes me feel quite terrible. I'm only doing this to protect you, you know," he insisted, "it's madness for a bird to be caught in the rain," he shook his head, "though I'm sure you'll thɐnk me tomorrow, when the sun is shining." he smiled, at the thought.

A Box Without a Key (Open)

"The walls are soundproof, the glass is unbreakable.”

"I wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself.”

"You’re so speciɐl to me.”

"I’ll be back tomorrow, I promise."

"…goodnight."

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Jervis frowned fretfully at the blonde for a moment, before giving a sigh, "You really shouldn't rewɐrd me for my mistakes," he said, but took the gift from her, "though, it's all the more awful of me not to do what you say, I suppose. You being my, um," he averted his gaze from her happy face, his ears heating shyly, "...my wife." He never thought he'd be able to say the word, and especially not to Alice.

"Jervis!!"

"Alice?!?"

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A Box Without a Key (Open)

"The walls are soundproof, the glass is unbreakable."

"I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself."

"You're so speciɐl to me."

"I'll be back tomorrow, I promise."

"...goodnight."

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"For me?" Jervis questioned, somewhat doubtfully, "ɐfter I've been so terrible? No, no, certainly not," he shook his head sadly, "I don't deserve it."

"Jervis!!"

"Alice?!?"

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Aces' eyes rounded, "You're running out of room?" he questioned in shocked disbelief, "...goodness, you are on a bit of a binge, ɐren't you?" he giggled, poking his friend in the side.

Controller snuck up behind Aces then wrapped his arms around him to give him a huge hug.

Aces jumped slightly with a squeak, before realizing it was his friend, “Hullo, Con,” he laughed, “what’s got you in such ɐ mood?”

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"The queen never seems to be content with any sort of rose she's got," Jervis scoffed, "no matter the colour. Still, despite our differences, she was a sort of friend," he nodded thoughtfully, "we may have had some sort of ɐccord, when it came to keeping silent about such things. Not that she had to speak twice on the subject; I'm rather fond of my head where it is, aren't you?" he chuckled, and sipped his tea, "Forget-me-nots?" he mused,before giving her a smile, "but I'm fretfully forgetful-- though, that's the humor in it, isn't it? You're quite clever," he stated, quietly giggling in to his tea.

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"Sweetness is a matter of tɐste, I suppose. Though, it is very refreshing to see such a smile in this dark place."

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