#felixverse

[princeofpuzzlesenthusiast]

Computer. Western AU for Peacemaker. Computer, cowboy and outlaws Christopher Smith and Adrian Chase. Computer, are you listening?? Computer, why are you shutting dow—

[eisbecherovka]

I love how a story takes on a life of its own while you're writing it. I didn't think our novel would have so much girl carpenter drama in it. I made the love interest a carpenter on a whim because I wanted her to have some sort of job and now she's got employees who hate her

[riddled-with-questions]

¿? Welcome ¿?

This is a Riddler ask blog, specifically set in the Felixverse, so you can recieve more in-character responses to questions, as well as the headcanons on my main blog!

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#🧩, #🧩 riddler era — Edward whilst he was the Riddler, during and before the events of Hush.

#🔎, #🔎 detective era — Edward after the events of Hush, when he reforms and becomes a private detective.

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[ask-the-felixverse]

Look at it... it's so cute!

Huh? Why am I standing around with a bunch of split consciousnesses of myself watching for Insiders instead of fighting Cogs?

Well... I-I uh...

[cowardly-conduct]

MORE UH... VRAI FELIX and a new contender. VRAI Barney, aka Barney Aihoun

God I missed these two. I’m gonna be honest, both of them came from an old hlvrai au I made with some people I’m not affiliated with anymore, so because I was so attached and because these were about the only two OC like characters I made for it (being none of them are even in HLVRAI so I made everything up about them), I ripped them from that AU and put them in a much more enriching enclosure with chumtoads and Benrey my Detested!

Barney is Felix’s homosexual awakening and then eventually it turns into a Gender awakening. Barney is a powerful man and he knows it

[bruch-stuecke]

[princeofpuzzlesenthusiast]

TEA PARTY

TEA PARTY; JERVIS TETCH × MALE!READER

Inspired by a small conversation I had :)

CW: Not proofread, feminization, kidnapping, implied stalking and cussing

The ropes around his wrists were tight and rough — the fraying material forcing his wrists against the smooth, cold and vanished wooden arms to the chair he'd been sat in. (name)'s vision was blurred; hearing muffled with a piercing ringing. Though, as everything seemed to settle and come to, he could see the cluttered surroundings of the room; clocks layering the walls, ticking away — the muted colours of what looked to be previously bright and bold decorations. All random nonsensical decor — like packs of cards, old teapots and books.

However, what had grabbed his attention the most were the other people sat around the grand dining table — pristine, white napkins placed in front of every seated “guest”, with an old saucer — the one in front of him was an off-white with a golden ring painted along it. Name cards had been put beside the saucers, opposing the small silver spoons.

His was simple: a single name written on it in neat cursive.

𝓐𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓮

His brows furrowed in confusion, but before he could begin to ask questions, someone had spoken up first.

“What—? Tetch, this again?!” The well-dressed man had bellowed out, teeth gritted in frustration. (name) almost didn't recognise the man not dressed in his usual green and purple suit; instead, his mask was replaced by glasses, his suit was red and black, decorated with hearts with a judge's wig placed over his neat, ginger hair. Much like his own predicament, the Riddler was tied to the chair he sat on, though his looked more throne-like.

Beside him sat a brunette — not one that (name) quite recognised, himself — that seemed to have already have been awake for a while. He was dressed similarly to the infamous riddling criminal — in a red and black suit (too, decorated with hearts), but with an extravagant, white collar and cuffs to the shirt, and a black heart painted onto his lips — though he seemed not as bothered by their predicament. Instead, merely pouting his bottom lip out and staring into the guests and wall in front of him with a blank expression, as if it were a void. It was if the shouting hadn't pulled him out of whatever trance he'd lost himself in. He didn't tug against the ropes tying him to his equally as fancy chair, either.

How often did this happen?!

Besides, what he assumed to be the King and Queen of Hearts, was the last person on the row to (name)'s right. She seemed familiar — her blonde hair, the tips dyed black and red, poorly hidden underneath an obnoxious head-dress — it was large, a paler red and shaped like a flattened heart, with translucent bits of black fabric attached to the peaks. Her dress was similarly obnoxious and coloured, contrasting with her pale face — her head rolled to the side in her state of unconsciousness, cheek pressed into her shoulder. Though, what was most noticeable, was the poorly-made chin, attached to her face with tape — coming down to a point.

However, (name)'s attention was quickly stolen by the sound of a cackle coming from his left. He turned to the sound, immediately freezing as a cold wash of fear filled him. Sat in the middle of the row was none other than the Joker — the clown's hair slicked backwards and kept in place with a headband, with purple cat ears — of the same colour as his usual suit. That was the only thing that had been changed about his appearance. And, much like the man he was sat opposite of, seemed unbothered by being tied to his (less extravagant) seat.

“Oh, but do stay in character, Sire!” He began, poorly stifling the giggles in his animated voice. “What would poor Alice think? Your wife is the one with the temper!” As the Joker develed into a fit of laughter at his own words, the Riddler only seemed to grow more frustrated, but remained silent, merely glaring at the deviant.

His gaze landed on the two men sat either side of the clown prince of crime — Two-Face, dressed in a black and white suit jacket and tie, with a red and blue waistcoat — with a white headband, with rabbit ears and white gloves. “Quiet, clown.” He snarled out — voice deep and with a gravelly rumble.

“Harv is right, we all want to get out of here.” He suddenly interjected, voice softer and more mature. It was like two different people speaking.

“Mngh, what..?” A southern drawl called out, sat the furthest from (name) on the left row. He didn't actually look odd at all — only in what looked to be old, worn clothes. Something almost business casual. He seemed to be a normal guy, someone like (name), hopefully.

“Oh, the catapiller is awake!” The Joker called out, grinning and laughing

“... What?” The older man murmured, voice groggy from the effects of... Whatever had knocked them all out. He began to struggle, soon giving up with a grumble. “Not again, Jervis.” He eventually murmured, tired, long features scrunching together in annoyance.

“Crane, you have a PhD, do something.” The Riddler demanded, voice sour and irked.

“Whadda I meant to do? You're the genius.” The doctor had retorted. Of course, this snarky response from the southern gentleman wasn't recieved well by the redhead.

“You're a psychologist. Get in his head and convince him to let us go, remind him that he's delusional with your useless penny degree.”

“Harley's a doctor too.” Crane calmly drawled, eyebrows raising a little to emphasise his lack of care.

“Oh yes, why don't we ask Harley.” The Riddler began, voice laced and dripping with sarcasm. His head turned, facing to woman at the end of the row, tone feigning politeness, “Dr Quinzel, may we ask you for your expertise, please?” He continued, “Harley? Hm, I wonder why she isn't responding.” His voice began to slip back into the previous atmosphere of passive aggression as he turned back to 'Crane'. “Perhaps it's because she's still out cold from that fucking tea.”

Before the arguement could escalate, a door swung open, a short man running in with a large top hat — it was black with a green band running around it, keeping a card in place — which read “10/6”. It rested on top of his messy, sandy hair and shadowed over his gnomish face. His chubby cheeks were lifted with an anxious, toothy grin that seemed to be permanently plastered onto his face. His wide, blue eyes scanned the room, seeming to light up more with an unreadable glint when they landed on (name).

“Alice is awake!” He murmured to himself, though his hushed voice was loud enough for the entire table to hear. “Yes, yes, in the tea party we shall partake...” The man continued, his fingers fidgeting with the small, silver tray within his grasp of his white gloves. He scrambled over, the green sleeves of his jacket hanging loosely from his wrists. He stopped at (name), eyes glued to him with a sort of awe.

He placed a small cup of tea on his saucer, before looking back to (name). The strange man seemed to linger, before leaning in a little, almost as if to kiss his cheek or smell his hair, instead freezing and recoiling again. “You cut your hair!” He stated, observing the way his short hair framed his face, “Oh, I must know why you've been gone, it isn't fair!” The man practically cried out, his voice high and almost shrill — the faintest of English accents hidden within his rhymes.

The statement on (name)'s short hair didn't seem negative, if anything the Mad Hatter seemed pleased. It was almost as if it were feeding into the delusion. Didn't the Hatter tell Alice to cut her hair in the book?

“That's a guy.” A rough, quiet voice had bluntly interrupted. It came from the brunette sat between the blonde and the Riddler.

This seemed to disturb the short man that'd run in, carrying the tray of tea, cups and small treats. “No, no, no, be quiet — stop being so mean!” He cried, starting to get a little restless, as if this fabricated party seemed to be a fragile construction of his delusion. He shook his head, grumbling a little, “I should not invited such a ruthless queen!”

He hurriedly began to place the teacups in front of the Riddler, murmuring about the King and Queen of Hearts, and beheading people. He'd scurried to the next seat, placing the teacup in front of the King, before pausing at the woman. “Oh, the Duchess is still asleep,” The Hatter murmured, “At least she cannot threap. So rude to Alice, when she visited the Palace...” His soft voice quickly became vemonous, placing the teacup down rather roughly before stomping around to the other side of the table.

His demeanour completely changed when his wide, blue eyes focusing on the man deemed as the 'Catapiller'. “Oh what wisdom do you have today?” Hatter had asked, voice soft and almost audibly stopping himself from rambling. “Just don't lead us astray!” He added, placing the man's cup of tea down.

“Jervis, I would appreciate it if you would untie me, so we could have a calm and rational discussion.” He calmly began, only causing the smaller man to grow more anxious. He let out a nervous chuckle, shaking his head as he moved to stand between the doctor and the Joker.

“No, no, no, there's no need for more of our talks! We're going to be having fun — tea and cake, then Alice and I can leave for some private walks.” He murmured, voice a little shaky as he defied the suggestion. The Hatter gently placed another teacup down, mumbling soft yesses to himself.

“Crane.” The King of Hearts hissed.

“Jervis, please. You're a smart man.” The Catapiller continued to insist.

“No, the little fellow is right don't you see?” The Cheshire Cat began, his painted red smile growing as he spoke, “Is he a little mad? Perhaps, but everyone sat at this table is! Enjoy the tea party he's set up for us, old chum! Enjoy the food, it's free! Enjoy the chaos!” He enthused, letting out a small, wheezy cackle.

The Hatter offered the feline a weary smile, slowly growing some more confidence back. He nodded softly, buck teeth showing in his grin. “Yes, the cat is correct! This party is perfect..” He quickly scampered towards the next guest. Holding his bright expression, he placed another cup of tea before the White Rabbit, before sliding the tray to the middle of the table.

“Jervis, both of us agree that you should let us go.” He began, voice soft and slow, the rabbit spoke calmly and with understanding. “We can't miss this meeting we have with the Mayor—”

The Hatter promptly shook his head, “Oh, no I can't allow that, White Rabbit.”

“Listen here you little shit, I'll rip your head off once we get out of this chair.” The gruffer voice of the rabbit replied.

“Such an angry bunny, such a bad habit.” The Hatter scolded, before looking back to his new Alice.

His wide blue eyes remained fixed in the seated man, his gloved hands seemingly anxiously ghosting over the man's face, though never made contact as if too afraid to touch him, like his poor little Alice would break. “Oh, you're so beautiful...” The Hatter murmured, bringing his hands to his face, as if her were to bite his knuckles in pure excitement of being in (name)'s presence. “You being here is so wonderful..” He almost squealed, his hands finally making contact with his soft skin; the Hatter's gloved palms resting on the man's hand.

“I've been watching you through the looking glass, my angel.. You looked so miserable. Being forced to work away in such an ungrateful place!” He snapped, pausing his ramble to look shamefully at the man's skin beneath his grip, scared that he'd hurt his Alice from his wince. The Hatter's hands softened and loosened once more, gently patting his skin in reassurance. “But in Wonderland, that is not the case.... You will be cherished, my dear. There is nothing to fear.”

[princeofpuzzlesenthusiast]

💞 for the valentines event!

I'm a practical person who isn't afraid to be a little silly sometimes (though people who know me tend to be shocked since I come across as quiet and judgy at first glance on account of loving to people watch and only speaking when I really want to make a point) and a result of personal experience, I've essentially trained myself to be a realist. Everything that I am now is a result of perseverance, hard work, and a lot of tears (I cry with all strong emotions). When someone tells me otherwise, I definitely get more than a little ruffled at that--I am a very firm believer in credit is given where credit is due.

Despite being a more reserved person, I feel things very intensely and I've grown to be kinder to myself about it. Even so, I don't actually like talking about myself much. Friends have told me that they feel like they have to pry information out of me lol.

I worked as a preschool teacher for a few years while getting my bachelor's and, despite how difficult it could be, I can confidently say I loved that job more than anything. It's a bit cliche, but my kids (students) taught me so much as a teacher and person despite being so young, and that's something that a lot of people tend to overlook. That being said, I'm a great listener and problem solver, but terrible when it comes to anything but giving advice that is as unbiased and blunt (but not quite insensitive). Even though I am pretty in touch with emotions and try to be more gentle when it comes to things, I sometimes fall flat and that definitely shows in how awkward I can be when comforting others. There's an ongoing joke with friends and family that I give great advice but it's at their (whoever is seeking it) own risk and that it's funny that I'm the type of person to fuss over those I care about but simultaneously not know what to do.

One of my big things is that I don't like people touching me. Handshakes are fine, it just blows my mind how someone can be so touchy with strangers (not necessarily speaking bad of those who do, I just grew up with minimal affection). I have a very clear boundary on that with a few exceptions and those I consider close are those who I have confided in about my aversion. Ironically enough, I can be very cuddly when I actually do have a partner--potentially linked to why I don't talk about myself unless someone prys it out of me and how comfortable I am with said person. Oh- I have a major weak spot on the 'only soft with one specific person' trope. Kinda funny. Speaking of funny, I have a dry but also dreadful (in one of my friend's words) sense of humor. It's because I am absolutely tickled by dad jokes and puns. I adore them.

I guess to finish off, people have told me that I'm overly critical about 'vetting' potential partners. I have high expectations, but it's only because I know what I want and that it would be silly of me to settle, partly because I know that most of my past relationships have been bad for a lack of better word. As a result, I have a lot of patience but I've been told I can be abrupt when it comes to developing feelings for someone and when breaking up--to others it appears abrupt, but to me that the best thing you can do is end things amicably when you've already tried communication and fixing things.

Last thing--I adore it when people are passionate about something. It doesn't matter what for, I'm happy to sit and listen. That sort of humble, often casual, intelligence is my absolute favorite thing in the world, and I would be a fool to say that competence isn't attractive.

Oh, I suppose I should also note that I have no preference for the gender or gender expression of my partner with a slight masculine-leaning preference.

Hopefully this is a good enough ramble, haha. I don't like talking about myself so I never really know what to say. Can't wait to see more of your valentines event! Thank you!

I was going to wait until February to start posting these, but this was honestly so good and I couldn't help myself! I hope you like your matches (they're all yappers and definitely would love your sense of humour) 🩷

Edward Nygma was my first choice after reading your lovely message! Whereas he does have an elaborate way of speaking, he does deeply appreciate it when people are blunt with him, and he'd also appreciate your intelligence, too! You seem to be someone who is confident in their knowledge and their sense of self — attributes that he mirrors and definitely finds alluring!

In a partner, Edward definetly likes someone that's like minded. However, he also likes a partner that loves the sound of his voice as much as he does! So, he would definitely be more than a little taken about the fact that you're happy to listen to him monologue — both about his interests (which he is very passionate about) or his well-versed plans. Though, sometimes he does need a bit of back and forth. After all, he appreciates some good wit, too.

I imagine that working with children also means that you have a great amount of patience and understanding! At times, these are qualities that Edward would need in a partner. He can be very demanding and high maintenance at times, though it is mostly just reassurance and a bit of love that he needs.

With that being said, Edward can be a very dominant personality, and someone that enjoys control. He wouldn't necessarily control his partner, but he needs to maintain the order he has, as well as his way of life. He's incredibly stubborn. He can also struggle with understanding touch aversion, despite being touch aversed, himself. So he might on occasion forget and stand a bit too close or whatnot.

If you pick him, expect a lot of gifts and praise, and know that he is more than likely bragging to anyone that can hear him that he's got such a wonderful partner!

Adrian Chase also came to mind! If you're more inclined for someone a little more domestic, then you'll probably pick Adrian! He still has his unhinged moments and is a little detached from reality, but he's a lot more happy to keep his life private from everyone (but his friends and mom, of course).

He's passionate about a lot of things, from justice to beanie babies! And honestly, he'd be happy that you'd want to listen! He isn't always right in his ramblings, but he's always eager to share his findings and learn about them more. Honestly, he'd be giddy to have someone to goof off around, too! He doesn't mind if you can't match his energy 24/7, either.

Much like Edward, Adrian is also touch aversed, but is far less likely to initiate any contact at random. He may not be the best with emotions and boundaries, but there is a logic to the way he goes about things — he also listens to criticism (for a lack of a better word), to an extent. So saying what you mean would do wonders.

He's eager to please, and because of that you'll most likely be able to comfortably take the lead in the relationship (if that's your thing!). Though, he does prefer more cosy and relaxed dates than fancy ones — expect documentaries, binge watching and games! — and he does also require a lot of attention, but once again it's more so just reassurance that he's still an important part of your life.

As long as you can navigate his occasional misunderstandings and his obsession with his best friend, expect a lot of acts of service and quality time!

Harleen Quinzel is possibly the most emotionally intelligent out of these three matches. She has her fair share of whimsy and silliness, but when it comes down to it? She's incredibly empathetic and in touch with those she holds close to her. She's happy to push aside whatever she's doing to help a friend or her partner.

Harley is still healing from her other relationships, but in her healing, she's also more confident in herself. She knows how to set, maintain and respect boundaries and she's becoming more vocal of her thoughts and passions — knowing that her intelligence isn't a bad thing and it's instead something to be embraced.

With that being said, whereas Harley does require a lot of physical contact, she is probably the most likely to catch on and understand out of the three when you need space, physically or mentally.

Also, she loves kids! She knows she probably won't have them, but she adores those tiny little humans, and the way they see the world, and would probably be in awe of your past working with them!

She's a loud and bold personality, so expect a lot of love and grand gestures from her! Especially words of affirmation and physical affection.