#dr jekyll x reader

[malkovich]

Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde x reader

Warning: Smut

(My first post to this account, enjoy and take a look at my masterlist and rules and make a request for yourself! And yes this is the john malkovich version of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde)

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You had know Dr. Henry Jekyll for some time now. He had always been kind, observant, and helpful whenever he was around you. He never seemed to judge you even though there was plenty to be said. He was always curious though. His intrigue with you never ceased. He had a hunch on what he believed it to be. But he didn't want to be hopeful of such idiotic things. A part of him believed that you loved him. Both of his sides. He had loved you for a long time. He had yearned to have you with him at all times. Dreamed of you in his arms. But then he had nightmares. Of Hyde grabbing you. Hurting you. Killing.....

He hated the image. He hated what his mind would throw at him. The truth was that he had no idea what Hyde thought of you. It made him sick at the stomach to think he wanted to hurt you.

So he kept his distance. He stayed away from you for the fear that he would come out and see you. Get the sick twisted idea that you were a game. He was so sure he could keep you away, far away from the hands of the man who is set to do all the wrong he can. He was certain he would prevail, but not today.

Henry remembered only bits and peices before it went dark. He remembered getting some things together. He had planned to invite you over one last time to be sure you understood the decision he had come too. You had so eagerly waited for his decision that you were pratically bouncing on your heels. He loved how excited you were. But hated what your eyes would say to him as he told you. Only a short time after he had finally got the invitation sent to you and confirm to have arrived, did everything go black.

When you arrived to Dr Jekylls home, you remembered being excited. Worry was on a back burner in your mind. You didnt think he would completely cut off contact or do anything crazy. Dr jekyll was smart, he was kind, he would never do such a thing. When you arrived at the home and was let in, you walked inside. After being told the Doctor was in the laboratory, you headed that way. When you walked into the room it was quiet. At first you were sure you had been led astray. Until you heard a sound. Rustling in the room across from you. Walking closer, you call out to him.

"Doctor? Henry? Im here now. You wanted to tell me something?"

A moment passed and it wouldn't had been a big deal if it wasnt for the heaviness in the air. Like something was about to happen. Looking into the room you see no one. You were certain you heard something come from in here. Walking in further to investigate, you were cut short. The door slammed shut behind you, the vibrations going all through you, shaking you to the core. Whipping around you see the culprit. Its Edward.

"Well look who came to pay me a visit."

Nervously stepping away you look down. His face belongs to Henry, but his eyes scream danger and his stare, its......conflicting.

"I didnt come to see you."

He cocks his head to the side, his long black hair shaping his face. Anger traces his features slowly.

"Oh? Do you not enjoy my presence. After all he is apart of me. Am I not good enough for you!?"

He says as he balls his fist, his face turns slightly red. He grabs a empty glass bottle and slams it to the ground. He walks closer, getting merely an inch away from your face.

You dont flinch, he notices. He smiles.

"I like that you pretend I dont scare you. I know I make you feel something though. That look on your face tells me enough. Do I make you nervous?"

You huff, shaking your head.

"You do nothing to me. If anything you annoy me."

He laughs out loud. He brushes his hair behind his ear and then blinks at you slowly. 

"Henry, seems to like you. I would even go as far to say he is in love with you. He is under the impression that I am out to get you. That I have plans to hurt you. Not that the idea is no good, I've often thought about bringing you pain. Among other things."

Rolling your eyes. 

"I've assumed Henry wants to cut off contact with me, because of you. You are unpredictable and he doesn't want to risk my safety." 

He thinks for a moment. He walks closer to you and places his hands on either side of the wall by your head. He looks down at you. He looks to your eyes first, searching them for something he can't quite place. Then he goes lower to your lips. He can't think of the last time he wanted to kiss someone out of lust and not out of the hunger to kill. He felt the urge to kiss you, practically pushing him and probing him to do it. But he doesn't. He can't bring himself closer, especially when he knows he's such a burden. Not just to Henry, to you as well. And there comes the anger again.

You see the gears turning in his head. His eyes tracing the lines of your lips. The want. He's struggling to do what he wants. Then you see the anger start to rise. You hated it when he angered himself with his own thoughts. So, you tried something that was most likely a bad idea.

You bring your hands up. Cupping his cheeks. He practically curls into your hands. His eyes closing at the warmth and the peace they bring to him. He almost purrs at the contact. Bringing your face closer to his, he senses the air shift and he opens his eyes and instantly wants to retract. He knows the infection he could bring. He brings his hand up and places his index finger over your lips. Stopping you.

"That is a bad idea. I am no good to you. Kissing me, would be like kissing death. It's a horrid way to go."

Shaking your head. 

"If kissing you, is like kissing death. Then may god have mercy on my soul." 

He says nothing. His lips part in shock, but is instantly replaced by lust. Want. Pure want. He traces his finger down your chin, moving away from your lips. Instead they find purchase on your throat. Not to hurt but to claim. He leans in. His breath is hot against your lips and finally he kisses you. At first its almost like its his first time but then after getting a taste of it, he finally grips your throat tighter and bites your lip. You gasp and his tongue slides in. He groans into your mouth and you moan back at him. He cant stop the touching. Your hands havent left his cheeks and his other hand has slid behind your back. He presses you to his body and you can feel him, pressed to your stomach. Hes hard and doesn't show signs of stopping anytime soon. He starts to rub himself against you like a dog in heat. You can practically hear a growl rumbling deep in his chest. He bites your lip again and this time you bleed. You gasp and he retracts. Observing your reaction. He can see your pupils blown wide and hes instantly returning to you. Licking the blood on your lips, he dives in for more. This time he takes his hand away from your throat to wrap his arms around your body, lifting you, your legs wrap around his waist. He carries you. Kissing you while simultaneously walking you to the small bed on the other side of the room. He lays you down, kneeling between your legs, watching you. His hair is wild and he looks like an animal. His breathing is ragged and his eyes. God his eyes are the windows to sin. Pure, unbridled sin. And he wants to help indulge you in it. His hands have taken their place on the button on your pants. He doesn't go to unbutton it but he keeps his hands in place. He can see the restlessness enter your expression. And he laughs at you. Openly and loudly, mocking you.

"What's the matter? Am I not showing you enough attention? What would you like me to do? Touch you? Kiss you? Or shall I make you scream?"

Now your nervous. Out of this whole situation, now he makes you nervous. Swallowing the lump in your throat you take a leap.

"Anything you want."

He brushes his hair behind his neck as he leans down. Close to your face and he looks into your eyes.

"Considering we've never been acquainted until now. This time might be a little rough. I would apologize but, I dont think I will."

His expression softens instantly and hes caressing your cheek with the back of his hand. His knuckles slowly crossing your jawbone.

"Now, im going to strip you, and when im done, im going to use your body."

He says as he begins to rid you of your clothing. He rips your shirt clean off and then is practically throwing your pants off. He looks at your body, your panties and bra are still on. He brings his hands up and cups your tit's. He squeezes and then pulls down the cups and watches them fall free. If he could drool like a dog he would. Trailing his eyes downward, his right hand stay planted in the valley between you breasts. He kisses, nips and slowly makes his way down to the front of your panties. You can feel his hot breath cascading across you. Looking down, you see him sticking his tongue out as far as he can. He licks slowly at first, experimentally. He looks up and catches your eye. You cant help the sound that escapes you as his tongue hits your bundle of nerves. He does it again and after seeing steady reactions form on your face he wraps his mouth around your clothed clit and starts to suck and play with you. Your moaning loudly now and you can tell hes enjoying himself now. You start to move your legs, perhaps too much as Edward grabs your legs and holds them open and down to the bed, somehow this grants him more access. He continues this onslaught of pleasure. You feel the knot forming and cant help the sharp whines that come from you.

"P-please."

He looks up at you, still maintaining eye contact. The knots gets tighter and your hands shoot down to his hair. Holding him close to you, you cant help but grip his hair. You feel him growl against your and the vibrations make you stutter out a moan. And just as your about to reach your peak he pulls his head away. Your grasp on his hair lightens as he leans away from you.

As your about to question him. He reach his hands downward, unbottoning his shirt and throwing it across the room. Then his hands go towards the front of his pants. His eyes never leaving yours. You both hear the sounds of the buttons and the zipper being done away with. And he pushes them down his hips and you cant help but look down. His cock springs free and you cant help but whine again at the sight. He smirks and grabs your legs and pulls you closer. Your flush against him and you feel his cock laying against your mound. Sitting just under your belly button he looks down with you and tilts his head.

"Oh, well wont you look at that. Ill be reaching deep inside you."

He leans his hips back and his tips is at your entrance. Slowly he starts to push in. Your slick hole helps him the first couple of inches until hes pulling out. Suddenly he sheaths himself all the way inside and you gasp. He brings face close to yours and slots his mouth against yours. As hes kissing you hes building a steady rhythm that has him kissing your cervix every push in he does. Its starts to get sensitive after a moment and you whine into his mouth. He chuckles and leans back. As hes about to make a comment he feels you clench around him and his eyes roll back. He groans and his hair comes down into your face. He leans back suddenly and grabs your hips into his hands. At this point he is using your body. Hes helping guide you to and away from him and he feels you getting close. You feel the knots start to become almost unbearable. He feels it too.

"Look at me y/n. Look at me as you cum. Look at me as you take everything I have to give you."

He says as you both cum. His mouth falls open and he keeps his eyes trained on you. You feel him coating your insides and you lock your legs around his waist keeping him deep inside you.

He falls forward, catching himself and then slowly lowering himself, for his lips to encase yours. He shoves his arms under your body, your legs fall away and with a quick rolls he now has you on top of him. His cock still buried inside you. He has you lay your head on his chest. You hear the steady beat of his heart and for a moment all seems right.

"What do you suppose Henry will think of this? I have come to the realization that I dont want to be apart from you. You calm the rage. You make me feel different, like its ok to be this way."

His question baffles you for a moment. His declaration shocks you and you cant help but fall even harder for him.

"Im not sure. I know it will not bother me. Even though I have known Henry longer. I dont think I could have him without you. I want you both. And if I cant have one of you, then I suppose we have come to a standstill. Until we can come to an agreement."

"And if we cant?"

Shaking you r head shortly.

"We will. Ive already got you, and im sure he will agree."

You see his reaction to your words 'Ive already got you' it makes his heart beat a tad bit faster. He wraps his arms around your body. He brings a cover up and over both of your bodies. You snuggle closer to him and you can't seem to remember your bed ever feeling as comfortable.

"How would feel about round 2 my dear?"

You hum amused.

"You're ready again?"

He smiles.

"What do you think?"

He says as you feel him pull out slightly and shove himself back in. The action has you gasping and groaning against him. Without saying a word he stills himself and allows you to rest. He knows in mere moments he will fall asleep and when he does, Henry will make his appearance. He just hopes Henry is as thrilled to have you in his life as much as he is.

The room is slightly brighter now that the day has become anew. Henry stirs in his sleep and finds a mysterious weight on top of him. He frowns slightly, slowly and begrudgingly opens his eyes and sure enough he sees a woman's head on his chest. At first he curses Edward for putting him in this awkward position. That is until the woman turns her head and he sees that its you. He gasps internally and slaps a hand across his face. Keeping his shock to himself. At first he still has the residual anger. But then, he starts to think. How this would have never happened had he went through with his initial plan. Suddenly he feels you stirred again and this time he feels a squeeze around his cock and he realizes that this was edwards doing. It takes everything in him to not immediately start to thrust. He then slowly, rotates and let's you fall into his place on the bed. He rises and walks slowly toward the restroom.

When you open your eyes you are met with the view of Henry walking out of the restroom in nothing more than a robe. He makes eye contact and immediately looks to the ground.

"I guess my previous idea of what Edward would do if he met you, was completely wrong. I assume you both, enjoyed eachother?"

At first you just nod but then you shake your head.

"Enjoyed, yes. But what I dont understand is why you thought I would hate you or never want to talk to you? Im sorry if our conversation never led you to find, that I truly care for you and I love you. I fell in love with you first. I met Edward last night and Ive fallen for him as well."

He shakes his head at your words.

"How? How could you still love us? We are not the same and he hurts the people around him."

"Not when I was with him. He said so himself, that somehow I make the rage subside."

Henry closes his eyes and walks over to the bed. Sitting on the opposite end. He looks to you for a moment.

"I have loved you for a long time. And I didnt think you would want to be with someone who can hardly live with himself. I want to be with you every second of my life, but I couldnt live with myself if he ever hurt you."

You reach for his hand and grasp it in your own.

"He wouldn't."

He clenches and unclenches his jaw and then looks to you. His eyes bore holes into your head and he cant stop himself from leaning over and kissing you. You kiss him back and when he pulls away, he takes a deep breath.

"So I guess that settles it. You're moving in and we will make this official. Yes?"

Nodding in agreement.

"I suppose so."

He huffs a short laugh and stands. Walking over to your side of the bed. He tilts his head at you and and slowly starts to undo his robe sash.

"Since Edward has had his time with you, shall I have mine?"

[mara-flamme]

Hi can you do a y/n x jekyll mlm oneshot

(OLD AND CRINGEY) The Assistant (Dr Jekyll x male reader)

"Thus...my next experiment will hold his name...as to never seperate Jekyll from Hyde."

CW: Jekyll's POV, both Jekyll and (Y/N) are in their 30s, REALLY ANGSTY, The story happens before the events in Stevenson's novel, reader's name is (Y/N) Hyde for plot reasons (HE'S NOT EDWARD HYDE OR RELATED TO EDWARD HYDE/JEKYLL THOUGH, JUST KEEP THAT IN MIND WHEN A CHARACTER SAYS "MR HYDE"), DEATH (UH OH), Kind of rushed (sadly).

It was no lie that I certainly am an ambitious man. Ever since I was a young lad, I did everything possible to make the elders I respected praise me. As much of a blessing as that was, I wanted to have as much fun as my peers... They were able to play tug of war, while I was a labourer to my own studies. Not much changed even once I became a strapping lad, as my peers still had fun but in different ways. Instead of skipping rope, they were now drinking like mutts for the night. Yet I was still studying medicine, never even thinking of a life for myself. I mean, that's what I used to regret, but now I'm a doctor who will change the world once and for all. And what did those foozlers become? Exactly, nobodies.

My thoughts were immediately interrupted as the door to my laboratory opened.

"Master, Mr Hyde arrived." I nodded at Poole as I signalled for him to let the man enter. (Y/N) Hyde was the assistant for my various experiments. He used to be my colleague back in college, and with him, I finally felt...free. Once we finished our studies, he decided to become my assistant and help me create medicines and various experiments for the greater goodness of humanity.

"Why hello there, Jekyll!" He greeted me as he came to the table, inspecting the liquid in the Erlenmeyer flask which I made earlier. "Why, what have you been brewing lately? It smells like ginger!"

"Oh, it's just a simple nausea-reducing elixir. Nothing complex." I chuckled. "I tried finding a more excellent solution for ways people wouldn't become sick!"

"Well, depends on what kind of sick. Either someone with an awful malady or just someone getting tipsy! You have to be more specific, pal!" (Y/N) joked, which made me laugh, but at the same time feel a little regretful. I have never experienced getting tipsy like other gentlemen, as I need to hold up a perfect image of myself... but how I wish that I could feel ecstatic... If only I could turn into someone else at night, like a werewolf...

"Hyde... did you ever think of how'd it be to turn into two... never mind..." I caught myself simply talking without thinking, and I mentally groaned, embarrassed that I let my heart talk out once more.

"Do go on." (Y/N) seemed quite intrigued by what I was saying, his eyes gleaming with curiosity. The way he looked at me could simply make a lady swoon in my place. I had to admit, (Y/N) had quite a "beau regard" as the French would say... I never admired a man, or even a woman more than him. But I know it's only because of what a loyal friend I am. He gained my friendship after all!

"No, it's rather silly to admit..." I sighed. But (Y/N), being the stubborn man he always was, kept insisting

"Come on, Henry, mon ami!" he even put his hands on both of my shoulders as I was sitting on my chair, looking at the rainy night outside of my mansion.

"You're acting exactly like a juvenile, Hyde. insisting so much like a child tugging their mother's skirt to bring them to a sweets shop!" I joked. (Y/N) began chuckling, finding the situation I gave as an example rather giddy. "But if you insist... I just had a somewhat foolish thought as of currently... how would it be to split yourself into two people... I personally find that-"

"You know that great inventions are created from a rather 'silly' idea, as most would put it! Like, was it a silly idea that somebody created anaesthesia for patients to not feel pain? I don't think so, and neither does your idea have to be thrown to a ditch for how 'absurd' it may sound!"

"You should've become a philosopher, Hyde. You really know how to make me think twice!" I smiled at the man, which made him smile back even more.

It has been a few years since we had that conversation. Hyde has been helping me a lot, bringing me various herbs and various other ideas for how I could create another version of myself, a version which could be free from the grasps of society.

But as free as I could be...I'll never actually be free from his lovely platonic gaze...how I wish I could make him look differently towards me.... I wish he would look at me as I look at him... but it's all so very wrong... I can't possibly feel these kind of feelings for another man! What will the fellow higher society think of me!?

"It's done..." (Y/N) said, looking at the mulberry coloured liquid in front of us. It's odor was quite disgusting, as if it was rotten flesh, but it's colour was truly pleasing.

"But we don't have anyone to assess it..." I responded. I was quite proud with what we've created. My smile immediately diminished as (Y/N) put the liquid in a vial.

"I'll be the one to assess it. It's for science after all!" He smiled at me, but I didn't smile back.

"(Y/n)... You can't possibly test it... it might kill you!" I said in a serious tone, but (Y/N) didn't listen... forever, eternally stubborn Hyde

As (Y/N) drank the vial before I could act, he seemed fine...at first. He then fell to his knees, holding his stomach.Oh no NO NO!

"HYDE!" I kneeled next to him. Hopefully it was just a temporary effect from the liquid, but my hope died down as he didn't seem to change appearance in any positive way, or even look healthy.

"Oh...it didn't work...You know...Jekyll...I always wished you were a lady...so that we could be happy... maybe above the sky, we'll finally be...together"

I felt tears coming down my eyes. I CAN'T JUST LOSE HIM, NOT LIKE THIS!

"I'm...so so sorry..." was all I could say before his eyes closed one last time. I hugged his now limp body. It was all my fault...ALL MY FAULT!

Thus...my next experiment will hold his name...as to never seperate Jekyll from Hyde.

If you liked this story, please reblog, I'd appreciate it a lot!

[underqualified-human]

Henry Jekyll NSFW Alphabet

A/N: I feel like I’m going to end up writing a version of this with Hyde. Removed X

Warnings: Massive warning for NSFW themes

Fandom: The strange case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde

Pronouns: No pronouns used for reader

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Henry doesn't have much knowledge about what to do after sex.

You’d definitely have to be the one to bring up your needs to him.

After a discussion he’ll easily get the hang of it

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Henry’s favourite body part on you is your eyes. He likes to gaze into them, both during intimate moments and randomly throughout the day.

His favourite body part on himself is his neck. He likes when you kiss his neck, both because it’s an intimate gesture and because feeling your lips against his pulse reminds himself he’s still alive.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He’s pretty basic, prefering to cum inside of you.

Partly because it’s what he’s most comfortable and because knowing a servant has to clean up after an intimate night would be too embarrassing to handle

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Both he and Hyde are into bondage, both giving and receiving. Though Henry prefers to be on the receiving end

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He had zero sexual experience. Most of his time was spent on scientific study.

He’s a fast learner though, so he’ll be quick to know what you like 

F = Favourite position (this goes without saying)

I was originally going to say Missionary but then I decided, you know what? He probably likes being ridden.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

This man is a doctor in Victorian London. He is making no jokes during sex.

Sometimes takes it a little too seriously

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He’d probably only shave once it starts to become an inconvenience for him.

He definitely washes down there as well

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Henry is very intimate during the moment

As stated previously he likes to make eye contact. 

He’ll also be very gentle with his touches

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Rarely masterbates

On the off chance he does it’s usually at night,either because he’s in the mood and doesn't want to wake you or because he can’t sleep

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

As previously stated, he’s really into bondage

Another kink I think he had is praise (receiving). He’s gotten praised for his work before but there’s something special about being praised as a person

L = Location (favourite places to do the do)

Henry greatly values his privacy so I’m inclined to believe he’d only really want to have sex in his bedroom.

He’d maybe agree to have sex in the bathroom with enough convincing 

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

There isn't really any specific thing that turns him on, he just gets aroused sometimes.

If you were the one to initiate he’d probably get turned on 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

One of his hard limits is having sex in his lab/office

Not only is there a risk that someone could walk in but there’s also a lot of dangerous chemicals in his lab

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He actually prefers giving over receiving 

He’s not all that skilled but he is enthusiastic

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He has a pretty slow pace on most days, some days he’s more rough and frantic with his thrusts

There are also days where he decides to let you take the lead

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Not really into quickies all that much

If you are he’ll indulge you but he usually prefers to take his time when it comes to sex

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

No, odd for a scientist, but no he doesn't like to experiment much

Same goes for risk taking, he has a reputation to uphold so if the risk involves the possibility of someone walking in it’s a hard no

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Henry can go for about 2-3 rounds, he usually gets really tired after 2 but can go for longer on a good day

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

No to all of these, he does not own any sex toys (apparently Victorians did have them though)

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Doesn’t tease much, a lot of the time he’d prefer to get straight to the intimacy aspect

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s usually pretty quiet, mostly just grunts. Occasionally he does let out some loud moans but those are few and far between

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

I feel like he has a bit of a size kink

He is a pretty tall man after all

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He actually doesnt have all that high of a sex drive, he does get aroused from time to time

Most of the time you’d have to be the one to initiate sex

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Actually very quickly, some days immediately.

Sometimes he manages to power through enough for some light aftercare.

[pinkslashersimp]

Dr Jekyll Headcanons🤍

🌷short HCs today bc it’s 2am rn and i’m only awake bc i’ve been crying lol<3 anyway here is my love and light Jekyll

Also be aware these are my personal headcanons, please don’t take this as Stevenson’s actual work or write it into ur english essays please for the love of god

Misses Lanyon to bits. Yes, the argument was so bad they didn’t speak for around a decade but aside that Lanyon was his best friend for years.

Lanyon was the first person he even revealed himself to in the book, so of course he would’ve missed him dearly.

This is pretty much canon but he hates throwing wine/dinner parties, he only holds them to raise his societal reputation and relationship with his friends.

I personally headcanon that he isn’t a big fan of Chardonnay or red wine, but when at others parties he sucks it up and drinks them nonetheless to avoid being seen as rude.

He tried for years to create the potion for Hyde and each time it would fail he would end up depressed for days.

Mostly sleeping or moping around his house.

Like, his butler ended up sitting in his room with him for a bit because he was so worried.

Acts all high and mighty in front of his maids and butlers to uphold his upper class stance on them and pretends to enjoy their conversations about politics and dances.

A little fruity probably.

Struggles with love but also seems as if he has no time for it, he is so focused on creating the potion for Hyde he refuses to seek out a partner or focus on anyone at all.

I HC him as demisexual, I don’t think he would’ve hired any prostitutes or had any intimacy in Hyde’s form but he definitely would’ve flirted with women in bars and caused fights.

[not-a-good-writer]

Dr. Jeckyl & Mr. Hyde relationship HCs

Based off of @1nd1gnant interpretations

Jekyll

The perfect definition of a gentleman

He'll buy you flowers, hold doors open for you, take you on park dates, all the cliches of romance

Definitely more reserved and timid, especially at the beginning of the relationship. You'll probably need to be dating for a few months before you get your first kiss

And you'll at least need to be together for a few years before he tells you about Hyde. Unless something happens that requires explanation sooner

Very blushy, especially if you flirty remarks regarding his appearance, or just compliment him a lot in general

He's not very confident, so hearing these things come from someone he cares deeply about makes him melt

Hyde

Hyde is essentially the complete opposite of Jekyll. He's not straight up mean, but he definitely isn't the nicest

His form of affection is more like possessivness: always keeping you close when in public, referring to you as his (ex. "My darling", "My poppet", etc), and giving anyone who he thinks is being too friendly with you the evil eye (and probably death threats)

He's also far more confident and forward than Jekyll could ever hope to be. Constant flirting and PDA, literally doesn't care who sees or hears, he just views it as getting the message across that you belong to him

If you're in a relationship for an extended period of time, he might soften up to you, but not by a lot.

[rreader]

Hello dearie! Could I have a Jekyll x reader prompt where the reader grew up close friends with Victor and has a deep passion for science (but since she is a lady, she wasn't allowed to attend higher education, though it doesn't stop her from reading/studying anything she can) she helps Victor and Jekyll with their experiments but he is very standoffish towards her because he thinks he's a monster, but she explains that he is a beautiful soul. And just lots of fluff? Thank you so much dearie!

Pairing: Henry Jekyll x ReaderFandom: Penny DreadfulWarnings: angst

A/N: so, idk how but this turned out to be 6 and a half pages. I literally didn’t realize it until it was finished haha. anyways, hope you like it my love <333

                                                          *****

“Ugh!This isn’t working, Victor!” Henry threw the phial against thewall, his face red with anger.

They’vebeen trying to find a cure for Lily’s “sickness” for weeks now,experimenting on various subjects, both male and and female, bothhealthy and sick. But they’ve yet to have a breakthrough. Nothingseemed to work and if it did, only for a couple of hours. Nothingpermanent.

Andthat’s what they needed.

Apermanent cure.

Victorstood in front of the, now dead, patient, his hand holding his chin,deep in thought.

Whenhe asked Dr. Jekyll for help, he thought that they’d find a cure in amatter of weeks. Now it’s been two months and they barely managed to get anyresults.

Whathe needed, was a third pair of eyes.

Andthere was only one person he considered equally as intelligent ashimself and Jekyll.

“Ihave to go. I’ll be back in a couple of hours,” he grabbed his coatand walked towards the door.

“What?!Where are you going?”

ButVictor was already out the door, leaving a confused Henry and a deadpatient behind.

                                                             ***

“My,my.. Dr. Victor Frankenstein,” you leaned against the wall,cleaning your hands on a towel, a small smile set on your lips, uponseeing your childhood friend, “What brings you to this side oftown?”

Victorturned around, matching your smile and approaching you, but thenquickly stopping before he could put his arms around you, noticing all theblood on your dress.

You followed his look.

“It’snot mine. I might not officially be a Doctor, but I’m the best theyhave here. And it’s not always pretty, as you well know.”

“ThatI do know, my friend. It’s been too long.”

“Whichisn’t my fault,” you looked at him from under your eyelashes, asmirk on your lips.

Indeed.

Itwasn’t.

WhenVictor had begun his experiments, he had neglected your friendship.He could be glad that you weren’t someone who held grudges, especially not when it came down to Victor. He’s been good to you,through all the years. He valued your opinions when others didn’t andhe didn’t see you as an invalid, just because of your gender. Youwere an equal to him.

“Ineed your skills, (Y/N).”

“DoI not get any further information?”

“I’mafraid not.. not here. I will explaineverything once we’re at the lab.”

Yousighed and turned around, looking at all the patients that werewaiting.

“Youhave one hour. Then I will have to go back.”

Victornodded.

Anhour was all it would take to convince you to help him, he was sureof it.

Youhad been fascinated by the idea of bringing back the dead just asmuch as he was. Or had been. If you knew that he had succeeded, you’dbe intrigued for sure.

                                                             ***

“Henry!I have the solution to all our problems!”

Jekyllgot up from his desk and approached him.

“Finally!Where have you been?”

Youjoined Victor at his side and smiled at Henry.

“Dr.Jekyll. It’s good to see you again.”

Henry’sjaw dropped slightly. He hadn’t had the first idea where Victor hadrun off to, and while it made sense that he had asked you to come, hehadn’t expected it.

Andhe certainly hadn’t been prepared for it.

Whenhe realized that he had been staring at you like a moron, he quicklyclosed his mouth and nodded, keeping his distance.

“Miss(Y/L/N).”

“Miss(Y/L/N)? We’ve known each other for years, Henry. Don’t be soformal,” you approached him and got up on your tiptoes to kiss hischeek once, “I’ve missed you,” the second your lips touched hisskin, you could feel him stiffen.

Victorcoughed slightly, feeling like the third wheel in the room.

Andhe really wanted to get to the experiments. You’d have time to catch up, eventually.

“Idon’t mean to ruin the moment, but we should get to it.”

“Iagree,” Henry took that opportunity to get some distance betweenyou two and walked back towards his desk.

“Alright,then. What’s this about?”

“Youmight want to sit down,” Victor pointed towards two chairs andwhile you eyed him suspiciously, you did what he asked.

Hetried to summarize everything that had happened since you last saweach other in a few sentences. He told you about his first failures,his successions and his final mistake, Lily. He told you everythinghe could about her and it felt like you were children again, whenVictor told you about his crushes. You listened like you always did,wrote down every important piece of information and when he told youwhat he and Henry where trying to achieve, you finally set down thepen and sighed.

Hadyou expected something insane?

Absolutely.

Hadyou expected it to be this insane?

God,no.

WhenVictor saw you hesitate, he grabbed your hands.

“Youare my last hope, (Y/N). I need this cure to work. I just.. I need itto work,” his voice was desperate. He seemed to really love thisLily. But this.. this was wrong.

“Whatyou’ve achieved, Victor, is a miracle. But what you’re planning now..I don’t know if I can be a part of this.”

Victor’seyes were pleading, pretty much begging you to help him.

Untilyou finally sighed and closed your eyes.

“Iwill think about it. That is the best I can offer for now,” you gotup and put your hand on his cheek, kissing his forehead.

Thenyou walked towards the door, passing by Henry’s desk.

“Andyou’re part of this madness, then?”

“Yes.”

Younarrowed your eyes at him.

Still acting weird, apparently.

                                                         ***

Ittook you a week to come to a final decision.

WhatVictor and Henry tried to do wasn’t something you were comfortablewith, but having an evil immortal running around who was killingpeople in this city wasn’t something you were alright with either.You had to find a middle ground between what they were trying to achieveand the morals you believed in.

Youmight not have had attended university with the boys, but you had spentyour entire life reading up on things, getting every piece ofinformation you could find. And you already had some ideas on how tomake this experiment work, without taking everything from Lily.

Whenyou opened the door to their lab, Victor didn’t seem to be there.

Henrywas back at his desk, scribbling down notes, but turning around whenhe heard the door open.

“MayI?”

“Ifyou must.”

Henryhad always been more distant than Victor. There’s been a time whenyou thought he simply didn’t like you.. but then, one day, when hehad had too much to drink and something had happened in his family that he didn’t wish to discuss, youand him had talked and then he had suddenly kissed you.

Butever since that day, he had distanced himself even more.

Maybethis was your time to finally talk to him about it.

Youclosed the door behind you and walked over to his desk.

“Whatare you doing?”

“Working.”

“Onthe experiment?”

“Yes.”

Younodded and nibbled on your lower lip.

“Henry?Can we.. talk?”

“I’mquite busy.”

Youput your hand over his to stop him from writing down any furthernotes.

“Please.It won’t take long.”

Hepulled back his hand like fire had burned him, then he got up andwalked to the other side of the room, his back facing you.

“Whathave I done wrong to upset you so?” you didn’t follow him. If heneeded distance, then distance you’d give him.

“Youhaven’t.”

“Thenwhy are you still acting this way? I thought you.. liked me once”

Youremembered the kiss. He might have been drunk and it might have beensloppy at first, but the more your lips touched, the more he seemedto have sobered up. You could still feel his hands on your body, hishot breath against your skin..

“Youneed a normal man. Not someone like me. I’m not good for you.”

“Firstof all, I decide what’s good for me and what isn’t. And second, youdon’t know me very well if you think a normal man interests me in anyform or manner,” you still kept your distance, but you reallywanted to put your hands on his cheeks and make him understand that,despite of his past, you still cared for him, “You are special tome, Henry. You’ve always been special to me.”

Amuscle in his jaw twitched, his eyes still staring at the wall infront of him.

Eversince he had known you, he had been fascinated by you. He alwaysthought he has had problems in pursuing his medical career. But thenyou showed up, not even being allowed to attend the school and yetknowing just as much as Victor and himself in the field of medicine.With every day you had spent together, he had fallen more and morefor you.

Butthis side of him.. this side he could barely tame.. it was hardenough to deal with it on his own. But to put such burden on you?No.. you didn’t deserve that.

“Please,look at me,” your voice was pleading. All you wanted was for him tosee himself like you saw him.

Nota monster at all, but an intelligent young man who’s determinationhad brought him to where he was now. He was an inspiration, for sure.

Finally,after taking some deep breaths, he turned around and immediatelyrelaxed when he saw the kind smile that had formed on your lips.

“You’rea great man. An amazing scientist. And an even better kisser,” youchuckled and cocked your head to the side. Henry couldn’t help butsmile as well, “And you are the man I want to be with. Always have, ever since I met you.”

Helet out a long breath, staring into your eyes from across the room,searching for a lie.

Buthe found none.

Maybehe had finally found his match, who accepted him like he was, withall his flaws. And he still believed that he didn’t deserve you, butperhaps, in time, he could become a man worthy of you.

Slowly,he made his way over to you, raised his hand and put it under yourchin.

“Doyou really want this?”

“Withall my heart.”

Andwhen his lips met yours again, it felt like you had sealed yourfuture with a kiss.

[underqualified-human]

The Moon: Deception

→ Summary: This takes place shortly after the Carew murder case.

→ A/N: Like most of my works involving Henry/Edward, IDK what this is

→ Pairing: Henry Jekyll/Mortician Reader

→ Word Count: 343

→ Genre: Oneshot

→ Warnings: Mentions of Death,

→ Pronouns: They/Them

The wind blew and the rain fell. You spent your time busying yourself with sweeping up the front of the shop. Your back was turned to the front door, sweeping toward the door leading to the back room, where your latest customer lay. He was a wealthy man, a friend of a friend, who easily had enough funds to pay for the mahogany coffin in which he now resided.

The soft ring of the shop bell caught your attention. When you turned you were immediately met with a - slightly wet- Henry Jekyll. He closed the door, eyes focused on the floor.

"Henry, is everything alright?" You'd met him some odd years ago, after the death of one of his patients. The conversation had quickly gone from work to passions and hobbies.

"Henry?" You called out again, stepping closer to the tall man.

Without warning he tapped his arms tightly around you, pulling you into his chest. His breathing was shallow and his heartbeat rapid. You quickly returned the action, rubbing his back in an attempt to comfort him.

Sweet Jesus, what did he do? He could hear his own heartbeat in his ears, his eyes focused on the door leading to the back room, no doubt that was where the body was stored. You didn't know, you couldn't know. For his sake and for yours, he'd make sure no one would find out.

"How can you stand to be so close to death every day of your life?" He said absentmindedly. 

"The same way you do, Doctor." His anxiety spiked, briefly considering the implications behind your words before it simmered down. If you had known about his crime you would have reported him to the authorities. Would you?

His eyes shifted down to look at you, and his grip tightened around your waist.

“Do you feel better?”

He stared at you and smiled. It was malicious, his mind swirling with a plan, but you didn't notice the undertones at all. You merely saw a grieving friend finding joy in the company of another.

[underqualified-human]

Dr. Jekyll Drabble

A/N: also known as the weirdest thing I have ever fucking written. I have no idea why I wrote this. This is based on one(1) passage in the book about the clothes Hyde wears being too big for him.

Warnings: no beta, implied NSFW, implied alcohol consumption

Fandom: The strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde 

Genre: One-shot 

Word Count: 277

Pronouns: They/Them 

You awoke with a start, an ear splitting headache over taking you.

You let out a small groan and drilled your eyes shut, the previous night's events coming back to you in small flashes.

You caught each other's eye from across the room. He introduced himself as Edward Hyde. The both of you ended up in your bedroom at the end of the night.

It was at that moment you became aware of the feeling of the legs of another person wrapped around yours. You turned around, expecting to see the slightly boyish face of your lover. Instead you saw the (admittedly peaceful looking) face of Dr Henry Jekyll.

You let out a short and sharp scream, backing away from the sleeping man.

He woke up with a jolt, confusion clear on his face. He quickly unfurrowed his brows once he spotted you. At once he realised the position the both of you were in and turned his back to you, his face unreadable. 

Henry Jekyll; the man you considered a close friend, the man who had been avoiding your presence for the past weeks; was now in your bed- the both of you completely nude. Yet he still wasn't the man you had laid with the previous night. Was he? Had the alcohol affected your perception as to make you imagine another man?

Without warning, the man snapped out the apparent trance he was in and frantically started to dress himself. The same clothes that had hung loosely on Hyde last night, fit Jekyll perfectly.

He was halfway towards the door when his head snapped toward the clock. “I-I can offer you an explanation,” he said nervously, “Come to my home at noon, I will let my staff know I plan on having a guest.”

He gave you a quick glance before looking back to the door and leaving.