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1:What's your OCs favorite color? 10:What is your OCs favorite outfit?20:What's your OCs favorite kind of pizza? (Hatta)

1:What's your OCs favorite color?

Dark Purple or Blue

10:What is your OCs favorite outfit?

Her set of leather armor that Graham made her.  It only shows up around him, but of all her verses, that's her favorite outfit.

20:What's your OCs favorite kind of pizza?

She loves Supreme pizza.  One with sausage, hamburger, peppers, and onions.  She's hit of miss on mushrooms, however.

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Gluttony: 4 favorite foods of your character (Hatta)

Chocolate is one of her favorite sweets.

Chinese food (Though she doesn't know what this is in Wonderland)

Pancakes

Doughnuts

[fateremindedme-blog]

Write 10 facts about yourself, then pass this on to 10 of your favourite followers :)

// o_o.....Hmmm....okay.....uhhhhhhh.....

I bought my first car a month ago.

Jefferson wasn't the first Once muse of mine to develop.

I can easily get stuck on a thread, fic, script, whatever I'm writing over minor, insignificant details. 

I've never been to Epcot or Universal Studios.

I never rode a roller coaster until I went on the Manta at SeaWorld. 

I have a hard time writing in the nice, fancy notebooks my friends enjoy giving me. 

Lion King, POTC, and Frozen are my go to movies when I don't feel good.

I have two series of comics I've attempted to hide from myself because I HATE the way they both went with the fire of a thousand suns. 

I still play pokemon.

MegaCon is one of my favorite times of year.

[enchantedleftover-blog]

The Jacket

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When he had gone to the kitchen to prepare them some breakfast Jefferson had seen Wayne’s jacket laying on a chair. It smelled of the other male, it was a comforting smell to the Hatter which was why he had put it one without thinking about it. 

Turning around to place the prepared breakfast on the table, he caught sight of the other male and a light blush appeared on Jefferson’s face at the fact that Wayne had seen him wearing his leather jacket. “Uhm… g-good morning…”

"Morning...." he lightly stretched his still stiff body - his shirt exposing an already half turned stomach - but smiled back at the hatter. The given sight was too adorable to be left unmentioned. "It suits you." Wayne cocked his head and slowly moved over to the breakfast table.

Planting a soft kiss to his already blushing friends lips before they sat down. "Next time I leave, I'll get you your own." He sounded more hopeful than his bodies condition allowed.

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Dear Hatter

Sweet Jefferson,

I just wanted to leave you a note to let you know that you are very much wanted.  I am happy that I have you in my life.  You keep me -- balanced.  I know it might sound silly, given our backgrounds, but it makes sense in my mad little head.  You are truly important to me, please, never forget that, my dear.  I will visit you again soon.  That's a promise, my dear.  With Autumn beginning, I have new things to make sweet treats from.  I'll bring you some.  Love you.

~ Lei

( shadowsrevealed )

[enchantedleftover-blog]

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes

Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...

He woke up later this morning and silently entered the kitchen on bare feet. Finding Jefferson wearing his leather jacket. A light and still sleepy smile crept onto the other mans face at the sight of it. It did suit him. Maybe next time he left, Wayne would get Jefferson his own.

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Geranium, Sunflower, Violet, Zinnia (Hatta)

GERANIUM: True friendshipSUNFLOWER: Gratitude

VIOLET: LoyaltyZINNIA: Memories

The hatter smiled at the flowers, holding them to her nose.  A soft, happy giggle left her lips.  ”I love them, and everything they mean, dear Jefferson.  I think and feel all the same things for you.”  She hugged the other hatter tightly, burying her face into the soft fabric of his jacket.

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She didn't recognize the man, who found her near the local park. Didn't remember that they were friends since a very long time. The little girl couldn't even tell who she was or how she ended up at this place. All she knew was the feeling of trust she had, as she looked at Jeffersons eyes.

The small brunette was scared, but also curious. He looked so different compared to the other people that walked by without even taking notice of her even though it was already getting dark and children her age would already be home by that hour.