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Late night

Ficlet of Jervis and Madeline

The rain made everything seem so loud. Every step, every panting breath, and every police siren echoed so much louder. A part of her wished all of the noise would just stop, stop and let her think. Instead, she kept running forward. Madeline could feel rather than see Tetch stumbling behind her, all she could do was grip his hand tighter and hope the next turn would give them a place to hide. 

Finally several abandoned buildings came into sight and Madeline forced her exhausted legs to push faster.

"Tetch, come on! Just a few more steps! Then the police won't get us. I promise, we'll be safe soon!"

Madeline turned her head only for a moment to see Jervis's panting exhausted face. If she was in a better scenario, she'd try to carry him, but that was impossible now. 

Finally buildings stood in front of them. Without thought Madeline grabbed her remaining Kama and broke the glass to the dingy window. She quickly grabbed Tetch and thrust him through before hopping in herself. The moment her body dropped inside she felt shards of glass entering her torn boot. 

For a few tense seconds, they both remained on the floor, panting. Mercifully, the sirens disappeared, leaving only the sound of rain. Still exhausted, Madeline pushed herself up and looked at her companion. He remained on the floor, trying to curl up and block out the world. 

"Alright, alright, Tetch, the cops are gone, we just need to lay -"

"March, why did- did she do that? Why did she scream for the Red Queen?"

Madeline's face softened as she realized that Tetch was once again lost in his own fantasy. Slowly, Madeline crept closer to her companion, ignoring the glass that penetrated part of her broken boot. Madeline half jumped towards Tetch, before tilting her chin up and wiggling her nose.

"Now now Mister Hatta' we know that wasn't the real Alice. Why that young girl just wanted - wanted to play a game with us. No need to sulk!"

As casually as she could, so as to not spook him, she pushed Tetch into her lap, dusting off the broken glass that stuck to him.

"Ah, but March! I don't care for croquet, you know! And I'm tired of all these silly games!" 

Tetch pouted, throwing his arms in the air, ignoring the bleeding wound on his arm.

"Alice, oh Alice, where is she? Can't she see how much I want to bring her a party?"

Madeline sighed, looking around the old building. She would need to find something to distract him from his pity party. 

"Well, sometimes girls just want to -"

Suddenly, Madeline had a marvelous idea. Moving her hand to grip his shoulder, she forced him up to see a pile of decrepit boxes.

"Ah, look Hatta', a tea party! Already set up! How wondrous, how stupendous! Perhaps this was all a game to get us here!"

Madeline glanced down at Tetch, hoping that he would see the table and cups, and not some other wicked thing. She could never fully predict where his mind would take him. 

Just as she thought, he immediately jumped up and began eagerly walking towards the pile.

"Well, Callooh Callay to you, March! For a hare your eyes are sharp, why I bet they could cut a rath in half!"

Without another word, he sat himself on one box lower than the rest, and began to mime pouring tea.

"Hurry, Hare! Before it gets too cold!"

Smiling, Madeline stood up, already feeling the soreness in her body. It was only a temporary distraction until Tetch got his bearings. 

'Why, see this! Our day went from mimsy to frabjous in an instant! Why it's like a -'

"Not the same thing a bit!’ said the Hatter. `You might just as well say that 'I see what I eat' is the same thing as 'I eat what I see'!"

"You might just as well say,’ added the March Hare, `that 'I like what I get' is the same thing as 'I get what I like'!"

The words tumbled out of Madeline’s mouth with ease. Madeline slowly sat down next to her friend and pretended to eat a crumpet. She knew they'd have to leave and find a better hide out. For now, playing pretend with her friend was all she wanted to do.

H: Heat1. do they rather a hot or cold room?2. do they prefer summer or winter?3. do they like the snow?

[nomoreears]

Heat:

1. Cold, as Madeline sleeps with a lot of blankets all ready and dresses warmly anyway.

2. Summer!!! Give Madeline all the flowers, though Christmas wedding cakes and holiday cookies give her 'some' creativity

3. Madeline loves snow! It's pretty, soft, and gives Gotham a nice break from it's usual grey world.

“You’re the last person I wanted to see right now.”

"I'm so very sorry to disappoint you Shaw sir, but I must give you tragic news of your chauffeur!

You see he was driving here as it were,

when Magneto came and caused quite a stir. He grabbed the car and well,

to put it lightly, an accident did occur. "

The hare gave Shaw a sympathetic look, knowing full well he was more annoyed then any thing.

"I felt it was only right to tell you so you didn't think ill of him, when his fate was already so grim."

@rootedincuteness

Chaotic neutral 

📂

Alright since Madeline is technically an OC I shouldn't do headcanons for her, so random Batman character!

Killer Croc is immune to most diseases and viruses due to his unique biology and because he spends so much time in the sewer. That's why being down there never bothers him and he isn't afraid of getting dirty.

👻- For something that scares or disturbs them, but they refuse to tell anyone

[nomoreears] Thank you friend for asking so many questions!

Madeline has a slight fear of dogs, including puppies. She knows it's ridiculous and most people would laugh it off, but to her dogs are vicious.

Something that disturbs her is messiness. While she doesn't have OCD seeing trash and dust lying around bothers her immensely. She was always raised in a clean environment, if the kitchen is messy then the food is contaminated.

🏹- For a talent they wish they had

"Better aim."

Madeline huffed annoyed.

"I don't want perfect aim but I'd like to be able to get close."

Exasperated Madeline threw her arms in the air.

"Do you have any idea how embarrassing it is to throw a baseball and somehow get it behind you?! I am convinced some invisible fairy or witch has hexed my arms. That way everything lands the farthest away from my target! I just don't get it? Step one, look at target. Step two bend arm back. Step three throw. HOW DO I FAIL AT THAT! I swear I know how to throw! I get the concept, but why. Why am I so bad."

🌧- For a heavy, emotional secret

[Mun speaks] Madeline knows her father remarried and had other kids. When she was finishing her degree in college one of them reached out to her, however Madeline chose not to keep in contact or tell Marcus.

Madeline worries that if her brother found out he would be less than thrilled. She knows her father's happy restarting life in another City, while the one in Gotham disintegrated. She respects his decision, but does desperately want to reconnect with her half-siblings. The only reason she doesn't is because she knows her father wants to live a completely separate life. Perhaps when he dies she'll visit his grave or perhaps she'll let have his wish and pretend she never knew him.

"...I- I don't want to burden him. I know Dad just wants to forget and pretend that we never existed... I can give him that. I understand why, why wouldn't someone want to start over? It was not the choice I made, but it's the one he wanted. If - if he wants to comeback then I won't stop him. I love him. "

@strychthia Do you live in a little house like this?

A tiny door

Late night

Ficlet of Jervis and Madeline

The rain made everything seem so loud. Every step, every panting breath, and every police siren echoed so much louder. A part of her wished all of the noise would just stop, stop and let her think. Instead, she kept running forward. Madeline could feel rather than see Tetch stumbling behind her, all she could do was grip his hand tighter and hope the next turn would give them a place to hide. 

Finally several abandoned buildings came into sight and Madeline forced her exhausted legs to push faster.

"Tetch, come on! Just a few more steps! Then the police won't get us. I promise, we'll be safe soon!"

Madeline turned her head only for a moment to see Jervis's panting exhausted face. If she was in a better scenario, she'd try to carry him, but that was impossible now. 

Finally buildings stood in front of them. Without thought Madeline grabbed her remaining Kama and broke the glass to the dingy window. She quickly grabbed Tetch and thrust him through before hopping in herself. The moment her body dropped inside she felt shards of glass entering her torn boot. 

For a few tense seconds, they both remained on the floor, panting. Mercifully, the sirens disappeared, leaving only the sound of rain. Still exhausted, Madeline pushed herself up and looked at her companion. He remained on the floor, trying to curl up and block out the world. 

"Alright, alright, Tetch, the cops are gone, we just need to lay -"

"March, why did- did she do that? Why did she scream for the Red Queen?"

Madeline's face softened as she realized that Tetch was once again lost in his own fantasy. Slowly, Madeline crept closer to her companion, ignoring the glass that penetrated part of her broken boot. Madeline half jumped towards Tetch, before tilting her chin up and wiggling her nose.

"Now now Mister Hatta' we know that wasn't the real Alice. Why that young girl just wanted - wanted to play a game with us. No need to sulk!"

As casually as she could, so as to not spook him, she pushed Tetch into her lap, dusting off the broken glass that stuck to him.

"Ah, but March! I don't care for croquet, you know! And I'm tired of all these silly games!" 

Tetch pouted, throwing his arms in the air, ignoring the bleeding wound on his arm.

"Alice, oh Alice, where is she? Can't she see how much I want to bring her a party?"

Madeline sighed, looking around the old building. She would need to find something to distract him from his pity party. 

"Well, sometimes girls just want to -"

Suddenly, Madeline had a marvelous idea. Moving her hand to grip his shoulder, she forced him up to see a pile of decrepit boxes.

"Ah, look Hatta', a tea party! Already set up! How wondrous, how stupendous! Perhaps this was all a game to get us here!"

Madeline glanced down at Tetch, hoping that he would see the table and cups, and not some other wicked thing. She could never fully predict where his mind would take him. 

Just as she thought, he immediately jumped up and began eagerly walking towards the pile.

"Well, Callooh Callay to you, March! For a hare your eyes are sharp, why I bet they could cut a rath in half!"

Without another word, he sat himself on one box lower than the rest, and began to mime pouring tea.

"Hurry, Hare! Before it gets too cold!"

Smiling, Madeline stood up, already feeling the soreness in her body. It was only a temporary distraction until Tetch got his bearings. 

'Why, see this! Our day went from mimsy to frabjous in an instant! Why it's like a -'

"Not the same thing a bit!’ said the Hatter. `You might just as well say that 'I see what I eat' is the same thing as 'I eat what I see'!"

"You might just as well say,’ added the March Hare, `that 'I like what I get' is the same thing as 'I get what I like'!"

The words tumbled out of Madeline’s mouth with ease. Madeline slowly sat down next to her friend and pretended to eat a crumpet. She knew they'd have to leave and find a better hide out. For now, playing pretend with her friend was all she wanted to do.

I absolutely enjoyed this little writing with Madeline and Shaw!

Ethereal: (adj.) extremely delicate and light in a way that seems too perfect for this world I'm curious to see what you'd do with Madeline and Shaw for this, thank you!

(Note to readers: The Madeline here isn’t Madelyne Pryor, it’s @themarchinghare‘s OC Madeline Daresbury akak The March Hare, who is also a baker!) “I’ve read that adults begin loosing their sense of taste between forty and fifty,” said Shaw, “It starts with the nuances, the subtleties, the underlying flavors dominated by the rest of the dish ...and by one’s sixties, one may begin to be unable to distinguish between the basic groups of sour, bitter, and sweet.” He ran one broad fingertip---even this smallest part of him was broad---over the crystalline structure that Madeline had concocted. “I stopped liking sweets before I started being able to afford them. Perhaps that’s why. I would have longed for this as a boy. Now, though?” He withdrew his hand from the ethereal creation of spun sugar that the baker had delivered on his order for tonight, “Now it’s just about how it looks. Which is spectacular. You’ll have your payment wired momentarily.”

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[Nomoreears] Yes I am late...let everyone know that butter really can't fix a watch…

Anyway on to the questions @The-mighty-sorceress tagged me in! 

Rules: Answer the 20 questions so your followers can get to know you better, and tag 20 people you would like to know better

Name: Sorry tis a secret

Nickname(s): Dirty, Marchie, Ozzy

Zodiac Sign: Libra

Height: 5’5'

Languages spoken: Americanized English

Nationality: American

Favorite fruit: Cherries! 

Favorite season: Summer, I adore the heat

Favorite scent(s): Hmm, I guess just the scent of my room? Old books, perhaps. I like a lot scents, as long as they aren't too strong I like them.

Favorite color: Aqua blue

Favorite animal(s): I love so many different kinds of animals! Mostly rodents and house cats if I have to pick.

Favorite fictional character(s): DC comics: Jervis Tetch (obviously), Shauna Belzer, Kryb, The Riddler, Marvel: Mr.Sinister, Emma Frost, Dust, Storm.There are a lot more, but those are the first that come to mind, at least for these two comic studios. Hellboy, is another. 

Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: Water! Honestly, out of all these options I'd still rather have water.

Number of blankets you sleep with: Three and one for a pillow/snuggles

When was your blog created: This one I've had for a pretty long time. Can't remember maybe three years? Four max

Favorite subject(s): English, Film, psychology, and I'm really getting into Teratology

Currently watching: JoJo bizarre adventures Golden wind.

Favorite band(s): Alvaro Solar, Alexander Rybak, Paramore, etc

Instruments played: None, I have no musical talent

Favorite books: oh I have too many. Original Grimm fairytales, Aesop tales, Catwoman (dollhouse), Secret Six (2015), Batman Dark knight Ventriloquist #1

Let's see tagging: 

@SebastianShaw @mistress-of-fear @thiscrimsonsoul @ramwrites 

@babydxhl 

ANYONE WHO WANTS TO JOIN

Colored my fanart for @themarchinghare‘s OC Batman rogue, The March Hare! I hope this looks close to what you imagine!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA LOOK AT THIS AMAZING THING MY FRIEND MADE!!! I can't say thank you enough!!

@themarchinghare‘s Batman OC, The Marching Hare aka Madeleine Daresbury! I hope she looks at least a little like what she should. I did one with long hair and the hat, the other with short hair and the mask :3

BTW if you have any kind of references for Madeleine, I'd like to draw her for you! I'm trying to draw friends OCs for them and I think you qualify as a Tumblr pal!

Aaaaaaaaaa GIVE ME YOUR PAYPAL INFO FIRST AND AAAAAAAAAA YOU ARE AMAZING ❤️!

I kinda agree.

From the small clips we saw and how popular her show was said to be, she did have talent. However, I bet anything that her talent was stunted. From what we've heard she only had one real role: Baby-Doll. With her condition she likely stuck to kid-based acting, so anything outside of that was likely difficult or off in her performance, not as good as her TV show character.

Naturally no studio wanted to hire her, so her acting skills for more mature characters couldn't grow by much besides what she herself practiced. That times her appearance made audiences and Hollywood turned off, I also suspect that Macbeth was just a trashy movie to begin but sense Mary played a lead she got most of the blame. By the time she realized she couldn't get hired and begged to have her show back the world had moved on.

Another small thing that really pisses me off in regards to Baby Doll is the ten seconds in the episode where it shows her playing the role of Lady Macbeth. From what we got to see, even if it was less than a minute, it was a pretty decent performance and didn’t really deserve Robin’s negative comment on it. I may be reading too much into it but it really seemed like she was a decent actress and people just refused to take her seriously because of her condition.

"I'm not attached, I'm just comfortable with what I'm familiar to."

March paused.

It is true, Shaw was a man of habits. He always ordered the same drink, worked with the same people, and even kept the same enemies. She had already made him put up with many unrefined new situations. He is a man of more expensive familarities, contrasting with her more humble status.

March sighed, he'd still likely no, but perhaps she could convince him. After all, he was a business man as well. Besides letting go is difficult, but good for the soul.

"Shaw I understand this it out of the ordinary for you. But please consider all of the benefits! You've always used the same tools, you need to reach beyond your limits and do this. If I could I would, but sadly I'm no mutant. Don't you want to see how far your abilities stretch? The Moby Huge could make you so much stronger than you are already!"

❝ I hope you brought more than insults. ❞

"I also brought twenty shirts. Look this one has polka dots!"

Yumemi is best fangirl

@bloodorangesangria and I were discussing the latest chapter when I mentioned how Yumemi used to have Kawaru's hair! And look!

Even their hair clips match!

Hehe This just shows how long She's admired Kawaru and how dedicated she is to becoming like her. No wonder she was the first one to burst upon seeing her!

These chapters have definitely made me a huge fan of Yumemi Yumemite! Though her pigtails are still the cutest and best look for her!

Her other self was fluffy and cute, but she doubted they would like to be to told that. They did however appear friendly and welcoming.

"Ah thank you! I full heartedly agree!"

Taking the offered seat she grabbed a cup and set about pouring herself some tea.

"We are just a set of twiddles with a single Hat between us."

Setting the tea pot in a clear area on crowded table she added, "Though one of us has a better coat I concede. Do you have any preferences in coats or teas Hatter?"

● { @themarchinghare} ●  | { Pour a new cup! }

✂ - - -   “ Wait–wait! Hold everything– SILENCE March! ”

March was not making any noise.   “ Do you hear that? Someone is walking in our garden… The roses are talking about them behind their back– as they do… ”

He pauses. “ …March Hare is coming? What? –Did I send you two invitations, March? If so this other you is terribly late indeed… Oh, March Hare! Over here you silly lagomorpha!  ”

March paused upon hearing the friendly voice and grinned. "Hello, Hatter I suppose I got all turned around."

March paused in her steps when she noticed the other hare sitting next to the Hatter.

"I suppose I have a clone or maybe I'm the clone. Hmm you also don't quite look like my Hatter. Don't suppose you have tea for another, the more the merrier right?"

● { @themarchinghare} ●  | { Pour a new cup! }

✂ - - -   “ Wait–wait! Hold everything– SILENCE March! ”

March was not making any noise.   “ Do you hear that? Someone is walking in our garden… The roses are talking about them behind their back– as they do… ”

He pauses. “ …March Hare is coming? What? –Did I send you two invitations, March? If so this other you is terribly late indeed… Oh, March Hare! Over here you silly lagomorpha!  ”

‘fly on the wall’

“I don’t think Alice will be able to pull this off.”

Madeline stated, crossing her arms.

“She isn’t weak March, I’m sure she can keep them occupied enough for you shut down my cell block.”

“It’s not about her being weak Hattie, it’s just I don’t think she’ll want to join.”

In truth, she didn’t want Alice to join them. She had seen how Alice hung on Tetch’s every word and seemed to worship him. It was similar to Madeline’s own, except more extreme. Alice also wasn’t a criminal. Not yet at least.

“March!” Jervis gasped, “Why wouldn’t she want to join the tea party!?”

“I just think Alice needs more time, after all what will happen when the Jabberwocky comes for us all. We wouldn’t want Alice to get hurt, right?”

Hopefully appealing to Tetches more protective side of Alice would help.

“I can knock out the guards and shut down security for you.”

Madeline giggled.

"Of course I know the joy of having a fluffy tail and two lovely long ears!"

Setting her cup down and mockingly tapping her chin in thought she continued.

"Though I haven't the faintest idea what having feathers would be like! I've been told the nightingle has the loveliest voice among birds, but it is quite dull looking. Hmmm."

Looking back at her guest she grinned, and proudly placed her hands on her hips.

"I've got it! You're a Peacock! For one you seem to enjoy luxury and I can just by looking that you like having all eyes on yourself! Additionally it's not hard to see you have quite the unwavering confidence!"

Chuckling to herself Madeline picked up her tea cup again adding,

"I've always thought the Painted Bunting was very lovely, though in Gotham you have to appreciate how adorable pigeons are."

@themarchinghare

“Jervis? Are you here?” Music Meister poked his head through the doorway, looking around before stepping into the Hatter’s latest hideout. Between composing and organising his next ‘performance’, the maestro had grown bored and decided to visit his acquaintance. However he didn’t seem to be around at present.

@maestroofvillainy

SALTY ALMOND SYMPHONY CHOCOLATES

Bunny prance

Last thing you Googled?

“I’m… a busy man I promise.”

"Ah, how very fascinating."

Even if she had her weapons at the moment, it'd probably do no good against him. With how often she'd been mind controlled by Tetch he'd likely only need to sing a single note.

"Count yourself lucky that your natural talent didn't also give you skin like Killer Croc."

Noticing the change in her new companion Madeline decided it'd be better to add more humor to the topic.

"Or perhaps giving you feathers."

Tetch really should fill her in more about his more 'special' friends.

@themarchinghare

“Jervis? Are you here?” Music Meister poked his head through the doorway, looking around before stepping into the Hatter’s latest hideout. Between composing and organising his next ‘performance’, the maestro had grown bored and decided to visit his acquaintance. However he didn’t seem to be around at present.

"How very true, especially with how antisocial quite a few of our colleagues are. As long as we stay out of their hair they stay out of ours, right?"

Chuckling Hare took a sip of her tea. Alright nothing to be concerned with, odd how mind control and murderous colleagues became a norm for her so quickly.

"If I recall you also work with hypnotics? How does yours work?"

Despite having first hand experience on what Tetches tech entailed Hare had no idea how it actually worked. Perhaps Meisters could give her an insite.

@themarchinghare

“Jervis? Are you here?” Music Meister poked his head through the doorway, looking around before stepping into the Hatter’s latest hideout. Between composing and organising his next ‘performance’, the maestro had grown bored and decided to visit his acquaintance. However he didn’t seem to be around at present.

Yeah I definitely wished they had gone about a few things differently. Like why not have Harvey Dent, Thomas Elliot, and Roman Sionis hang out with Bruce?

Imagine watching as Roman begans making passive aggressive comments to Bruce and erodes their "friendship", after all his parents are dead, who's his parents going to kiss up to now? Bruce going through his trauma only for one night his best friend Elloit comes rushing through the door talking about how "they're the same now" with a smile on his face. Imagine Elloit having to go to therapy the doctor being Mr.Crane. Or Bruce noticing how withdrawn Harvey's gotten and noticing the Bruises. It'd be so interesting seeing the dynamic with his friends.

While this is happening we can watch Gordon deal with Maxie Zeus, Killer Moth, a younger Scarface, and of course the crime families. While Zeus and Moth are not considered real threats with our "modern" rogues gallery they would be in a younger Gotham who has never had any cases like these before.

We could watch as Killer Crocs mocked in a circus or being abused by his Aunt but nobody being brave enough to stop it. We could still have Selina Kyle as she fits perfectly in, same with Cobblepot.

Gotham could be so much more if they either followed more of the comics or had a few extra ideas (make new characters based on the old or taking forgotten characters and putting them in. (CoughElizebethKaneCough)

Gotham could be so much better in my opinion, but I guess we'll just wait and see what happens.

tbh? gotham could’ve been so SO much better if they hadn’t tried to introduce literally all the BIG rogues that kinda….require batman being around first to exist

like penguin was a good choice for ONE big rogue and tbh? they should’ve kept it just him as the main rogue u see and just gone with more of the c and d list villains since there’s not much there character wise and they could’ve done what they did with zsasz and improved them instead of yknow….completely destroying everything good about the characters in the first place just to fit the narrative of the story (COUGHEDWARDCOUGH) 

and like cmon? it couldve been so fucking good to have the likes of calendar man and shit running around doing their thing being gordon’s villains before bruce becomes batman and then the rest of the rogues start showing up