#jervis: 002

[harleenqueenzel]

@ofhypnotists​:

“Shh! Shhh!!!” Jervis demanded, pressing a finger against her red lips. He hunched his shoulders around his neck. Already shorter than her, this action made him look so much smaller. “Don’t you hear it!?” He demanded, eyes widened in terror. “The sharp, pointed heals that are going click-clack-click-clack!” He flinched like he heard it again before quickly moving around Harley so that he was hiding behind her, his arms wrapping around her waist from behind. He pressed his face against her back and let out a shuddering breath. “She’s here! She’s there! She’s everywhere! And so I ask you take me before she takes me back!”

Harley opened her mouth wide and bit down on Jervis’s finger, but not hard enough to puncture the skin. It would teach him a lesson about trying to shush her when she was in the middle of talking about something important, though. “Uhh, I think that’s probably Pam walkin’ on the lino in the other room,” she told him, one eyebrow raised. “She likes ta wear heels, an’ they look really hot on her, so y’know.” When Jervis moved behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, she felt a little bit sorry for him. She knew what it was like to believe in your own delusions. “Who, Jervis? Who’re ya scared of?” she asked. “Nobody can hurt ya here. I’ve got the hyenas downstairs, an’ Pam can kill someone in seconds.”

[breakfastsqueen]

fall starters // your muse wakes mine up from a scary dream // @ofhatters​​ 

Lenny was walking through the house, gathering up the things she’d left lying around. If she was going to make her escape during the next few days, she needed to have everything prepared to make a quick exit. As she walked through the seating area, she heard strange noises coming from Jervis. He looked distressed and sweaty. At first, she hadn’t taken a liking to him. But, after spending a couple of months with him, she didn’t mind him all that much anymore. 

“Hatter,” she said, crouching down and placing a hand on his shoulder. When he didn’t wake up, she shook him gently. “Jervis, you’re okay, man.” Her voice was soft, and it sounded like she actually cared. “We’re in the house, David’s protecting us.” She dropped her bag filled with things, kneeling down in front of the other while he came around. Lenny often had bad dreams herself about Farouk, so she knew how Jervis felt. “Everything’s cool, kid.” 

[hroohraas]

closed starter // @ofhypnotists​​

After removing his burlap mask, Jonathan took a seat on the Mad Hatter’s couch and lit a cigarette. His long legs were stretched out in front of him, and he took a moment to just relax. He’d been out all night, terrorising Gotham and testing a stronger version of his fear gas. He took a drag of his cigarette, then exhaled a few smoke rings. “Who are you?” Jonathan asked, knowing that his acquaintance would immediately recognise the question. He wanted to get under Jervis’ skin and subtly force him into going back to his old ways. “The Hatter fixes watches, does he not? If so, you have no excuse to not be out there using yours. So once again, dear friend, I ask, who are you?”

[isleypoisoned]

🍗 – our muses have to cook a holiday dinner together || @ofhatters

Pam was preparing the holiday dinner for herself, RJ, Gian, and Harls. She’d decided to seduce Jervis into helping her cook. After flashing him some leg, and a sweet whisper in his ear, he was more than willing to stand beside her in the kitchen. “What are you doing for the holidays?” she asked, reaching past him to grab the potatoes. Pam had no idea about his family life -- she only knew about Alice. If he didn’t have anywhere to go, she’d have to invite him to spend Christmas with her, and maybe Harls, if she wasn’t spending it with her mom. “And could you make the cranberry sauce, please?”