#jefferson hatter imagine

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Sebastian Stan characters finding out you’re pregnant » Jefferson/Mad Hatter

Pairings: Jefferson x Female Reader

Summary: Jefferson finds out you’re pregnant.

Warnings: Fluff, language, pet name

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators. I found it on Pinterest.

The first words out of Jefferson’s mouth would be “Grace is going to be a big sister?”

He would be overly excited about having another baby. He’s happy that you’re the mother of his second baby.

When you and Jefferson tell Grace, she would be overly excited too and she would say “I get to be a big sister!”

Graces would be so excited to tell her friends.

This isn’t Jefferson’s first time being a dad, he would be a little more prepared than he was the first time.

Grace would want to be your little helper if you need anything. If you want a snack or something to drink, she’ll go to the kitchen to get you something to eat and drink.

Grace saying “I want a little sister.”

You buying a Grace a shirt that says “Big Sister” on it.

Grace would try to help you and Jefferson set up the nursery.

Jefferson talking to the baby everyday, especially every night before bed.

Grace would sneak out of her bedroom after you and Jefferson tucked her in for the night just to hug your baby bump and say “I didn’t get to say goodnight to sissy.”

Grace would draw you and Jefferson pictures and describe every single detail of it.

Jefferson wouldn’t mind the gender of the baby just as long as the baby is healthy.

Jefferson would have his hand on your baby bump at all times, especially when you two are cuddling and when you two are sleeping so he can be close to you.

Grace asking you and Jefferson where babies come from. You would giggle and look at Jefferson while he comes up with an appropriate way of telling his daughter where babies come from.

Grace wanting to take an ultrasound picture to school so she can show her friends her new baby brother or baby sister. She would tell them her little sibling is a girl without knowing it first, because she’s excited.

Jefferson being the gentleman he is would give you any kind of comfort like massages. For example, if you complain about your feet or back hurting, he’ll give you a massage.

You would feel a little insecure when your baby bump gets bigger. Jefferson would tell you how beautiful you are and the baby bump makes you even more beautiful.

Grace would shop for baby clothes with you and Jefferson. She would immediately go to the girl section of the baby clothes.

Over all, Jefferson would be excited and happy that he gets to do this all over again. Grace would be happy and excited too.

[swanimagines]

PRICE OF LOVE | JEFFERSON

Summary: Imagine being Jefferson's wife and working in a little tea shop in Storybrooke during the curse that Jefferson visits every day because he wants to see you.

There you were again. Smiling at customers, making small talk and looking as beautiful as ever. Jefferson swallowed, before forcing a small smile on his face and walked to the counter. You turned around to see him and your smile just grew wider.

"Hi Mr. Jefferson! Your usual?"

Jefferson nodded. "Yes please."

You turned around again to brew his tea, and just like yesterday, and the day before that, and that, and that, he felt a sting in his heart. You had been in love back in the Enchanted Forest, you were his wife, but now you didn't even remember him. The pain was unbearable. He wanted to say something, anything which could make you remember, but nothing came out of his mouth. Anything he would say would just push you away because you'd think he's gone bonkers. Mad as a hatter. So all he could do was stare into your beautiful eyes and think about how much he loved you, how trapped he was with all the memories of you, him and Grace, living happily in the Enchanted Forest. How you'd always come by his bed to serve him his morning tea and you'd always kiss him before he'd take the cup. Your smile made his day before he even got out of the bed, you had been so happy.

"Here's your tea," you snapped him out of his thoughts as you pushed a cup in front of him. "That makes-"

Jefferson nodded before you even finished, forcing a smile on his face again and handed you fifty dollars. "You don't have to say the price, I will always tip my favorite tea shop keeper who makes the best tea."

"You're always so kind, Mr. Jefferson," you said with another small smile and put the money into the counter. "I don't know what did I do to deserve such kindness."

He smiled at you a little wider. "You have done nothing in particular, really. Just being yourself."

You smiled at that, looking downwards, clearly flustered by his words. Then the bell rang as the door opened, and Jefferson glanced over his shoulder, seeing Regina and his smile immediately faltered. She came inside and stood beside him, smiling at you with feigned sweetness.

"I'd like some tea on the go," she said and you nodded.

"Of course, Madam Mayor. What kind of tea would you like?" you asked, gesturing towards the menu above you.

"A large chai latte," Regina told you without even looking at the menu. "And make sure it's extra hot."

"Of course," you said and made her drink, pushing it towards her. "That makes two fifty."

Regina dug her purse for a moment before giving you a few coins. Then she turned towards Jefferson. "You, with me."

Jefferson clenched his jaw, but complied, following Regina out. They walked for a little bit, before he scoffed.

"I didn't know you like chai latte, Mrs. Mayor. Pitch black tea fits more of your style."

"And I didn't know I gave you a permission to seduce her," Regina sighed. "She has a new life now, Jefferson. You have to stay out of it, or something bad might happen."

Jefferson didn't reply to that, knowing that arguing about it wouldn't change anything. He just kept quiet and followed Regina until he could turn towards his mansion. But despite Regina's warning, he knew that he'd be in your shop again tomorrow. He just had to see you, he had to see you smile, to know you're alright. He wanted to keep making you smile with his words - maybe you'd even fall in love with him again. 

He knew it all was wishful thinking, but he couldn't help but feel hopeful about it every time he saw you. Maybe it was stupid, but it kept him sane around this madness…

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[lunarsaturn88]

To Our Happy Ever After- Jefferson

Pairing: Jefferson X Reader

Imagine being reunited with your true love, Jefferson, after the curse is lifted.

Warning: Fluff

@thefandomimagine

Words: 346

You blinked a few times after regaining your memory. 28 years, 28 long years and you would be able to reunite with your love. You could only hope that you would be able to find him. You turned on your heels looking around for him. You needed to find him. You could only hope that you were able to find him in the crowd of others who had regained their memories. You wanted your husband back and to find your daughter.

It didn’t take you long to reunite with your daughter, but your husband was nowhere in sight. 

“I’m sure Daddy will find us soon.” Your daughter said softly looking up at you knowing that you were worried about finding your husband. 

You squeezed your daughter’s hand softly. “I hope so.” You admitted softly. What worried you was what if he didn’t want to be found. That made your heart sink to know that your husband didn’t want to find you or himself. 

Days seemed to pass and you were growing more restless knowing that he was around somewhere and didn’t want to be found. Which worried you a lot. You wanted to find him and smother him in your kisses. 

You walk with your daughter home from school when you stop in your tracks seeing familiar clothing. A gasp left your lips. It was your Jefferson. You rushed towards him with your daughter right behind you and you flung yourself into his awaiting arms. “Jefferson.” 

Jefferson held you close to his body knowing that this was what he missed. He had missed you for a long time and here you were holding onto him tightly. His family was back together and there was nothing that he was going to do but remain by your side. 

You leaned up kissing him softly on the lips. “I’ve missed you.” 

“And I’ve missed the both of you.” He said softly knowing that was what you needed to hear. He had missed you. He had to watch from a distance and he didn’t like it in the least bit. 

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[misshiraethsworld]

DOOR IN THE HEDGE ━ once upon a time ✧

Princess Edeline of Gardenia was used to chaos. She thrived off the unknown and found solace in its fractured embrace. Since she was a young girl, darkness was all she knew, dancing night after night among strangers. She and her twelve sisters owed a debt to a being more powerful than they could have ever imagined. Every night they tried to escape, and every night they failed. They were trapped in an endless loop, searching for a way out and finding none until the portal hopper arrived. Jefferson Hatter of the Enchanted Forest was no stranger to mischief. The mischief led him to his first love and eventually to the birth of his daughter. However, he felt a void where his heart used to be. Every beat felt like a needle being pressed into a sore wound that would never heal. He wanted to provide for his only child and found that opportunity in another realm where slippers were always worn down. Jefferson and Edeline were each other's salvation and each other's doom. The Evil Queen's curse only tore into a story that was just beginning to blossom, leaving many people trapped in a land where happy endings seemed impossible. Edeline, now Davina, was unaware of her fate to dance once more as she practiced her steps daily in her dance studio. Jefferson could only look on desperation, knowing too much and yet not knowing enough to find a way to break the curse. Fairytales never end with 'Happily Ever After' ...

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[ironicxblue]

Why The Mad Hatter Character Fits Izumi Sena So Well

I said I’d to a whole essay on this and I’m here to do so. Obviously this counts as a headcanon for this as an rp account. But I’m tagging it with the character in general, because it is something that other IzumiP’s might want to read. Or I at least hope so. I’ve got piles of books next to me for this.

So, let’s start off with the basics. The Mad Hatter was a character from Alice In Wonderland and Alice Through the Looking Glass by Lewis Carroll. They were originally published in the Victorian times.

Due to the time of writing, it’s often thought that the Mad Hatter was mad due to his profession. Hatters would commonly wind up with mercury poisoning, which could also affect their brain. There’s no confirmation of this within the text. Especially when you consider Wonderland to be a very whimsical world.

The modern adaptation of the Hatter has often taken on a darker tone. Rarely is he shown as whimsical, instead his pride and bad attitude are lifted from the book and instead you tend to find a much more attractive, and sometimes quite brooding character. The possible mental instability also remains, so Hatter is often a dangerous character. From Jefferson in Once Upon a Time, to Blood Dupre in the Alice in the Country Of series, The Mad Hatter is often seen as a character that you don’t want to mess with.

Now, you might be wondering, how does all this relate to Izumi. As a character, Izumi is both incredibly popular but also commonly hated. He’s proud, is supposed to be a yandere but often presents more as tsundere and is often rude to those many consider to be innocent. Sound familiar?

Here are some quotes from the original book that wouldn’t sound strange coming out of Izumi’s mouth.

“Your hair wants cutting,” said the Hatter. He had been looking at Alice for some time with great curiousity, and this was his first speech.

“You can draw water out of a water-well,” said the Hatter; ‘so I think you could draw treacle out of a treacle-well- eh, stupid?”

“I don’t think-”

“Then you shouldn’t talk,” said the Hatter.

This piece of rudeness was more than Alice could bear.

(Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll)

As well as that, Hatter enraged Time at a concert for the Queen of Hearts where he was singing on stage. Now, I imagine he wasn’t supposed to be a good singer, but it does highlight that the character was a performer.

So with the Hatter we have a blunt, rude character who has been known to take a turn on the stage and has made important figures mad. The character already fits Izumi.

Now, moving onto the modern interpretations. 

I’ve mentioned how they’re often quite dark, and there are definitely those that fit the yandere trope quite well. These are characters who have quite often lost something and are mad about it. Something has pushed them to brink where others might decry them as ‘mad’ even if their actual mental health isn’t in question. Something has happened to them to make them a ticking time bomb.

That is something we have with Izumi.

We know he’s a difficult character. We know he still holds onto his anger from the war-era. We know he feels guilty about Leo, and there’s also his relationship with Makoto where he’s vastly trying to overcompensate it.

These are aspects of his character which haven’t really been touched in the !! era though. Though Izumi has seemingly moved on from a lot of it, there are definite aspects that he never had closure on. We’ve seen that he still hates Eichi in Sudden Death and the guilt over Leo was still somewhat there in Next Door. Which is the whole reason he dragged him back to Italy with him. 

There is a darkness and a selfishness to Izumi and he feels terrible about it. He has regrets in the past, he has somewhat experienced loss and the way he reacts to things often has people looking at him like he’s strange because he does overcompensate.

At the end of the On the Beautiful Golden Drop music video, we had Izumi pull a horrible face. As someone who likes to be seen as beautiful, this might seem hilarious and out of character. But it works for the role he���s playing. A role he might see as fitting of him. And we also know from Butlers that when it comes to acting he’ll take as many takes as he need to present the character exactly right. So this could just be part of the role. And hell, the Euthanasia story and Little Romance didn’t exactly line up.

But other character stories and center songs since have.

Naru dealt with her feelings for Kunigi and we had a Swan Lake theme for Mystic Fragrance.

Leo’s story for Coruscate Breeze was about how he’s struggling less because he has his friends around and he’s healing. The song and the video was cute, and fun.

So it would make sense that for this Izumi center that we’re dealing with his darker side again. And the Mad Hatter is a great way to showcase this.

We have a beautiful man who sometimes shows an ugly side, who’s mental stability is maybe a little questionable who has lost something in the past and is still dealing with that anger. But hey, he’s still moving around the table, so it doesn’t really matter if someone else gets a worse end of the stick.

This could be great for Izumi and we could see him begin to move on and heal from some things.

But we could also see him go in the other direction, as the Hatter often does, and that too is very exciting.

[stedefxckingbonnet]

requests info/intro!

hi, everyone!

i thought i'd take a quick second to introduce myself and to also formally open up requests. i'm already working on a few things, but requests really do always help and feel free to submit them at any point--but, we'll get to all of that in a moment!

my name is lavinia, and i am a uni student studying both theatre (dramaturgy specifically) and creative writing! i love to sing, act, write (obviously haha), read (i am a huge fan of classic literature, as well as donna tartt, mona awad, sally rooney, elif bautman, and ottessa moshfegh's works), go to concerts, go to the movies, style/design clothing, paint, collect records/cds, and so much more! this barely scratches the surface really but, if any of you share these interests, always feel free to reach out!

anyhow, as i said, i will officially be opening requests, and at the moment here is the media and the characters i will write for:

Our Flag Means Death

Izzy Hands (my BELOVED)

Ed Teach

Stede Bonnet

Lucius Spriggs

Jim Jimenez

Oluwande

Mary Bonnet

(more available upon request! these were just sort of my first instincts.)

Gilmore Girls

honestly, i'm pretty open to anything unless it's dean. just request and i'll see what i can do!

Gossip Girl

Blair Waldorf

Serena Van der Woodsen

Dan Humphrey

Nate Archibald

Chuck Bass (like sometimes)

Rufus Humphrey

more available upon request.

The Fosters/The Good Trouble

Callie Adams Foster

Mariana Adams Foster

Brandon Foster

Jamie Hunter

Gael Martinez

Dennis Cooper

Malika Williams

more available upon request.

Select Wes Anderson and Tim Burton characters. just ask!

Enola Holmes

Enola Holmes

Tewkesbury

Sherlock Holmes

Little Women (2019)

Jo March

Amy March

Beth March

Meg March

Laurie

Friedrich Bhaer

Star Wars

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Anakin Skywalker

Padmé Amidala

Luke Skywalker

Han Solo

Leia Organa

Kylo Ren

Finn

Poe Dameron

Ahsoka Tano

more available upon request!

Pride & Prejudice (2005)

Basically me just saying I'll write Mr. Darcy. but more characters available upon request, of course.

Community

Abed Nadir

Troy Barnes

Annie Edison

Jeff and Britta I'm a little iffy on but with the right request, maybe. don't hesitate to ask!

The OC

Seth Cohen

Ryan Atwood

Summer Roberts

Marissa Cooper

The Umbrella Academy

Klaus

Viktor

Ben

Five

Diego

Allison

Luther is like, not preferred for me but if you feel strongly about him and have a good request, i’ll consider it but don’t get your hopes up too high!

Once Upon a Time

Emma Swan

Regina Mills

Killian Jones

Neal Cassidy

August Booth

Jefferson (The Mad Hatter)

Mulan

Ruby Lucas (Red Riding Hood)

Belle French

Mary Margaret Blanchard (Snow White)

David Nolan (Prince Charming)

Peter Pan

Robin Hood

Any others, feel free to ask! I know I left Mr. Gold (Rumple) off, but that's only because it depends with each request. Also, please specify if you want it to take place in Storybrooke pre or post curse, or in The Enchanted Forest.

Merlin

Merlin

Arthur

Gwen

Morgana

Nimueh

Lancelot

any others, feel free to ask. i am just starting S2, keep that in mind.

The Holdovers

Angus Tully

Dead Poets Society

Todd Anderson

Neil Perry

Knox Overstreet

Charlie Dalton

Steven Meeks

Love Lies Bleeding

Lou Langston

Jackie Cleaver

i'll just start there for now, as honestly it's been a bit since i've written an x reader and i don't want to overwhelm myself much! but please, feel free to request at any time! I will update this frequently, as I am always either getting into new things or remembering things I already love. I am mostly dedicated to OFMD right now, but you may also leave requests for other fandoms and I will keep them on file, or who knows, perhaps even get to them sooner than you may imagine! Have a wonderful day (or night!), and don't forget to request!

yours truly,

lavinia

me filing through all of your requests (hopefully!)

[bookloover35]

Jefferson Hatter x fem reader-Scars.

Jeffersons Pov

Hum scarf or not.

I thought as I stood in front of the mirror getting ready to celebrate my and Yn's wedding anniversary and I know she does not care about my scar and I know she loves me, but I can not help but think that she  is disgusted by it.

Yn: Jefferson honey I'm home.

I put on my scarf and ran down the hall to meet my beautiful wife with open arms.  She ran into my arms and I started spinning around.

If you can imagine even after twelve years as married, it feels like we are newlyweds and she still gives me butterflies in my stomach.

I sat her down and gave her a kiss and then I asked her.

Jefferson: Did it go well to leave Grace with the Charmings?

Yn: It went very well, she was very tagged on being allowed to sleep over at Henry's home.

In fact, throughout the drive there, she said,(Mama it will be so much fun.)

( Yes, in this story you are Grace's biological mother.)

Jefferson: I'm glad the two of them have become good friends and it was very kind of The Charmings that they could take care of Grace, because it will be very nice to have an evening just with the two of us because it was a long time ago.

Yn: I know Honey but we will have a very wonderful evening just the two of us.  Well what are your plans for our wedding day my dear husband.

Jefferson: Well you my darling wife, first I thought I would have a nice dinner at a restaurant I have booked a table at, then I thought we would take an evening walk along the beach what about that?

Yn: It sounds absolutely wonderful, but I'll just go and change something a little nicer so we can go then okay.

She said and ran away but before she ran away she gave me another kiss.

(Timeskip).

Yn: honey the restaurant was wonderful and the food was delicious.

Jefferson: I'm glad you liked that darling I was a little unsure if you would like that place.

We walked down the beach and just talked about everything and nothing while we held each other.

It was late in the evening but luckily it was summer and very hot outside but it was nice anyway.

After we had walked for a while, Yn stopped and she put her two arms around my neck and looked at me with a very insidious and flirtatious look.

What is she up to now?

Yn: Let's go skinnydipping.

Wait, what did she say, she just said she wants to swim naked, but then she must see the scar.  I looked at her and said.

Jefferson: But my scar.

After I said it my head sank down to the sand but was stopped by her fingers sat under my chin and then she made me look up at her and when I looked at her she kissed me first then she said.

Yn: You have nothing to be ashamed of, I say the same thing as I said the day you got the scar, I love you with all my heart and your scar does not make you any less beautiful and if you do not believe in me look at me.

She backed away a bit from me and took off her sweater and on her stomach you could see a long scar and another scar on her right breast.

She had received the scar on her stomach when she had given birth to grace and the one on her chest she had received after she had injured herself when she was small.

Yn: Look at my scars, do you think I'm less beautiful?

Jefferson: Absolutely not, you are more beautiful than anyone.

She approached me and put one hand on my chest and the other hand she played with the scarf that sat around my neck.

Yn: And so are you.

After she said that, she started to take off my scarf very slowly.

The little tease immediately when the scarf was gone she started to unbutton the buttons on my shirt while she left lots of feather light kisses on my neck.

What does this woman do to me after she's teased me for a while, she whispered to me.

Yn: You are beautiful and extremely sexy.

Then she nibbled on my ear, what have I done to deserve this incredible woman, I was about to say that she was also sexy, but she pulled away from me and began to undress the rest of her clothes.

There she was now completely naked I felt how it started to feel tight in my pants how can she still make me feel like a ten year old boy seeing a naked woman for the first time.

She laughed at my reaction and quickly gave me a kiss then she quickly ran into the water then she dived into the water and when she came up with her head she looked at me and smiled, and did come here movement with his fingers.

I have probably never thrown off my clothes so fast in my whole life and when I was completely naked I ran with her into the water.

And when I stood in front of her I took her in my arms and she wrapped her legs around my waist she definitely feels that I have a boner.

Yn: I love you and congratulations on our wedding day.

Jefferson: I love you to and congratulations on our wedding day

She looked down quickly then she looked at me flirtatious and kissed me then she licked my earlobe and whispered very sexy.

Yn: Do you want help with that?

[writercole]

Okay they witness someone getting bullied

Steve Kemp

Ransom Drysdale

Jefferson

And

Steve Rogers

(I dunno why I went with two Sebastian and two Chris but it happened 😂😂)

Well. This one is gonna be fun.

Steve Kemp - I imagine he's the reverse of Hannibal and hates to dine on the rude. But he'll make an exception. And you...you'll make a beautiful doll to add to his collection.

Ransom - he's the one doing the bullying.

Jefferson - they don't call him the mad hatter for nothing. The bully is beheaded and he's got a new mannequin for his display.

Steve Rogers - Mr. I Pick Fights with Assholes himself? Mr. I Don't Like A Bully? You included him? You know that bully is getting a beatdown.

[takemetothemoon-fics]

Hii could you give me characters list (for once upon a time) and rules

yes!

CHARACTER LIST:

OUAT

killian jones/hook

Jefferson/mat hatter

MARVEL

Bucky Barnes

Captain America

Wanda Maximoff

LOOSE CHARACTERS

Matt Murdock/Daredevil

Geralt of Rivia/The witcher

RULES:

I'm not writing illegal shit, keep that in ur imagination.

Give me a prompt/idea to work with (this way I'll know how to live up to ur expectations ;)

Give me the tags/themes you want me to work with (angst, fluff, etc)

You can really give me anything and I'll see what I can do :)

MASTERLIST

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Take a Break » Jefferson/Mad Hatter

Pairings: Husband!Jefferson x Wife/Teacher!Reader

Summary: Jefferson convinces his wife to take a break from grading papers.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, fingering, f receiving, unprotected sex, praise kink, aftercare, use of pet names

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

“Sweetheart…” Jefferson’s voice softly echoed through yours and his home office, leaning against the doorframe.

“Now’s not a good time, Jefferson.” You say, not looking up from the stack of papers in front of you.

Jefferson sighed and pushed himself off the doorframe and walked in the office, closing and locking the door behind him before approaching the desk. He leaned down, kissing along your neck and shoulder, his teeth nipping on your skin hard enough to mark you up. You bit your bottom lip and tilted your head to the side to give him more access.

“Jefferson…” You breathed.

“You need to take a break, darling. You’ve been grading papers all evening.” He says in almost a whisper in your ear.

You opened your mouth to say something, but a gasp left your lips when you felt Jefferson’s hand disappear inside of your blouse and into your bra, gently squeezing one of your breasts. Your eyes fluttered shut and you melted into his touch. You felt your panties dampen.

“Jefferson, Grace is home.” You say.

“She’s spending the night at a friend’s house. We have the whole house to ourselves, honey.” He says.

He took his hand out of your blouse and began to unbutton it while his other hand disappeared underneath your skirt, rubbing your clit through your wet panties. You moved your hips against his hand, wanting more.

“You want more, sweetheart?” Jefferson asks huskily.

“Yes please!” You begged.

Jefferson pulled you up from the chair and pushed it aside. He turned you around and kissed you hungrily. He pushed your blouse off your shoulders, letting it fall it the floor. One of his hands expertly unclasped your bra. He pulled your skirt down your legs, letting it pool around your feet. You stepped out of it, kicking it to the side. His hand slid down your stomach and into your wet panties. His fingers rubbing from your clit to your tight entrance causing your pussy to clench around nothing.

“Jefferson, please…” You begged.

“Bend over the desk and spread your legs for me, darling.” He whispers in your ear.

You obeyed his orders, bending over the desk and spreading your legs and gave him a perfect view of your wet pussy, waiting for your husband to make the next move. He placed kisses along your spine before getting on his knees behind you. His hands grasped your thighs, placing kisses on them, making his way up to your pussy.

“I’m gonna make you feel so good, sweetheart that the only thing on your mind is me, your husband.” He says.

Your hands grasped onto the edge of the desk when his lips latched onto your clit, his tongue circling it. Your mouth fell open, moans of his name leaving your lips.

“Jefferson…” You gasped. “Oh yes!” You moaned.

His finger circled your entrance before sliding it inside of you causing your hands to grip the desk tighter.

“Oh fuck!” You moaned.

He move his finger at a decent pace while his tongue continued to flick your clit. His other hand snaked up your body, blindly finding it’s way to one of your breasts. His thumb and index finger pinched your nipple causing your cunt to clench around his finger at the sensation. Jefferson slid a second finger inside of you. Your jaw dropped, breathy moans leaving your lips. Your nails dug into the wood of the desk as his fingers and tongue fucked you.

“Yes! Oh fuck yes!” You moaned loudly when his fingers hit your sweet spot.

His tongue moved faster against your clit. His fingers moved faster, continuing to hit your sweet spot. He pinched your nipple again, this time a little hard which triggered your orgasm to start building up.

“Oh baby! I’m almost there!” You moaned.

“Give it to me, darling. Cum for me.” He says huskily.

His fingers pinched your nipple one more time before you came on his face and fingers. His fingers and tongue fucked you through your orgasm. Jefferson took his fingers out of your pussy and his lips off your clit. You leaned against the desk, catching your breath. Meanwhile, Jefferson was stripping himself out of his clothes. He hovered over you, turning your head to the side to kiss your lips.

“You’re being such a good girl for me.” Jefferson praises. “I think you deserve more. What you think, darling?” He asks softly.

“Mmm yes, I do.” You hummed in response.

Jefferson pumped his cock in his hand a couple times before lining it at your tight entrance, slowly sliding it inside of you, inch by inch. He turned your head again, kissing you once more when his cock was deep inside of you. His hands grasped your hips when he started thrusting. His thrusts were fast and loving.

“Always so fucking tight.” Jefferson moans, tilting his head back.

You felt every vein of his cock rubbing along your walls. Your hands gripped the edge of the desk tighter. His hands left your hips and slid up the front of your body, helping you stand up straight, your back against the front of his body. One of your hands continued to grip the edge of the desk while your other one found its way to his hair, your fingers tugging on it. His hands roamed your body, cupping your breasts and gave them a squeeze. A moan left your lips and your back arched off his body.

“Jefferson…” You moaned, your jaw dropping and your eyes fluttering shut.

Jefferson always takes your pleasure seriously, especially when you’ve been working hard and you deserve something for it.

“How are you feeling now, sweetheart?” Jefferson asks almost in a whisper.

“Amazing!” You gasped. “More!” You begged. “I want more!” You tell him.

“I’ll give you everything you want, my darling.” He says.

He didn’t just that. One of his hands snaked down the front of your body, stopping on your clit and began rubbing it in circles. A tingle went through your body when you felt the cool metal of his ring against your clit. One of your hands grasps Jefferson’s wrist to keep his hand in place. His fingers applied more pressure on your clit as he was rubbing it. A moan of his name left your lips. You arched your back in pleasure, pressing your breast more in his hand. Your head was against his shoulder. Your cunt clenched around his cock, feeling your orgasm building up.

“I know you’re close, sweetheart.” Jefferson says in your ear. “I know you’re on the edge. Cum for me.” He almost whispers, kissing your neck.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your jaw dropped, a moan of his name left your lips as you came. Jefferson fucked you through your orgasm, getting closer to his own orgasm. His thrusts got sloppy momentarily, but quickly regained it. A moan, followed by a curse word left his lips as he came inside of you, painting your walls. He laid his forehead against your shoulder as his thrusts came to a halt. You two stood there for a moment, catching your breath. Jefferson pulled out of you and turned you around, holding you in his arms so you didn’t fall due to how wobbly your legs are at the moment.

“Feel better, honey?” Jefferson asks, kissing your lips sweetly.

“Mmm, much better. Thank you, baby.” You say against his lips.

“Let’s get you cleaned up and to bed.” He says.

Let’s just say that grading papers was the last thing on your mind for the night.

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-Bucky’s Doll

[bxcketbarnes]

Hello my lovely! I have a request for you! As you know, I’m in love with pre-Grace Jefferson so would you be able to do these prompts with him please?

"I thought I'd never see you again."

"I don't miss you. I miss us."

'“You weren’t there...why weren’t you there? I needed you! I needed you! And you weren't there!”

"I just cant see myself ever living without you."

I’m so proud of you for hitting 10k! 🥰 Love you! 🥰

Thanks, lovely! I hope you like it and love you very much. xox

A smile comes to your lips as Jefferson walks through your front door. "Hello, my dear," he grins before kissing the top of your head. Your heart flutters in your chest as you wrap your arms around his waist, missing his touch.

"Jefferson, you're back," you sigh while resting your head against his chest. "Where were you?"

The brunette lets out a huff of breath while running his fingers through your hair. "Was out on a job and boy did it last longer than it needed," Jefferson explains after pulling away from you.

"I missed you," you whisper as his fingers stroke your cheek.

"I missed you too, sweetheart. I promise to be here more often," he mumbles while moving to sit on your couch. "I'm just trying to gather enough currency for you."

A frown settles on your lips and sit down beside him. "Jefferson, I don't need anything. I'm perfectly fine where I am," you tell him, resting your hand on his shoulder.

He wets his lips before turning his head. "I know you are. I just-"

You move your hand to the back of his neck, dragging his face closer to yours before kissing his lips. Jefferson hums into the kiss, one of his hands gripping your hip.

"I just need you, Jefferson."

-

Tears stream down your cheeks as you think about the life you had with Jefferson… before he disappeared. It's been almost two years since he left you alone with no note. You wipe the tears from your face as you walk into your new home.

Your breath hitches in your throat upon seeing the Queen in your kitchen. "Your highness?" You call out to her, causing the black-haired woman to look towards you.

"Ah, Y/N, there you are," she says before standing up from the chair she's sitting in. "I'm sorry about your cabin in the woods. It was not my intention for it to burn."

You press your lips together, wishing she hadn't brought it up. "It's fine, I guess. It's not like I had memories in that home," you bluntly state, crossing your arms over your chest.

Regina hums and clasps her hands together. "Right, again, apologies," she mentions while walking towards you. "I have an opportunity for you though."

"What do you mean?" You mumble with furrowed brows.

A smirk comes to her lips as she walks around you, her fingers gliding along your shoulders. "I need help finding someone and you're the perfect person for the job," Regina explains and you grow more confused. "Jefferson."

Your breath hitches in your throat as she says his name. You swallow the lump forming in your throat before glancing towards the woman. "I-I can't help you. I haven't seen Jefferson for two years," you mutter loud enough for her to hear.

"Hm, but I know his whereabouts. I just need you to bring him to me," she explains, causing you to become more confused.

"If you know where he is, why do you need me? Just go to him?" You mumble.

Regina sighs before pinching the bridge of her nose. "You think I haven't tried? He's avoiding me, so, I'm going to give him something he can't avoid… an old love," she grins while holding her hand out. "If you help me I can help rebuild your home in the forest."

You bite your lip, staring at her hand for a few moments. "I-Okay," you end up giving in while placing your hand in hers. "Just promise me you'll help me afterward."

"I promise."

-

You don't know how she managed it. Last you knew Jefferson was the only portal jumper in Wonderland. But, here you are… in a completely different land. A land without magic.

People stare at you as you walk around the town of Storybrooke. You wet your lips while looking out for Jefferson, feeling yourself getting nervous about seeing him again.

Will he remember you? Will he care about seeing you? Does he… does he still love you?

You have so many questions that you want to ask him. You tuck some hair behind your ear when you notice a blonde woman standing in front of a shop.

"He-Hey! I have a quick question," you ask the woman and she turns to face you.

Her eyebrows furrow at your outfit before giving you her full attention. "Sure, what's up?" She asks while crossing her arms over her chest.

"Uhm, I'm looking for someone. His name is Jefferson," you mumble and fiddle with your fingers.

"Jefferson? How do you know him?"

You press your lips together before starting to explain. "We used to be friends a while back and uh, I found out recently that he was here. I miss him," you half-lie to her, feeling your heart pounding in your chest.

The blonde woman hums before pulling out a crumpled piece of paper from her pocket, along with a pen. "Hm, well, he lives near the woods. I'll write down his address for you," she mutters while doing so.

"Thank you so much," you smile softly as she hands you the piece of paper.

"Just be careful. He's kind of insane," she mentions before walking away from you.

You furrow your brows at her statement. Crazy? Jefferson? You hum and glance down at the paper in your hands, dragging your fingertips along the ink.

The cab pulls up to the large mansion and your lips part in shock. "What the-" you whisper to yourself before thanking the driver. You step out of the cab and watch the yellow vehicle drive away.

A deep sigh escapes your lips and you decide to walk up the front steps. You knock on the door before taking a step back, waiting for it to be answered. The front door opens up and your breath hitches in your throat, seeing Jefferson standing in front of you.

"Y/N?" He whispers, his blue eyes widening.

"Jefferson," you breathe out and take a step forward. "Hi."

The brunette reaches his hand out to you and strokes your cheek. "I thought I'd never see you again," he mumbles before bringing you into his chest. Your eyes flutter shut and you wrap your arms around his waist, inhaling his scent. "Wait, how are you here?"

You swallow thickly as Jefferson pulls you into the house. "Uhm, so, I'm here on a mission," you tell him, causing the man to furrow his brow. "The Queen sent me."

"The Quee-"

"Yes, the Queen, Jefferson. She wants me to bring you back," you cut him off and slap your hands against his thighs. "I mean, why are you here?! Why didn't you come back home?"

Jefferson tries to find a way to explain what happened and gently grabs your hand, leading you towards the living room. "I didn't co-"

You spring up from the couch, feeling the need to vent to him before he comes up with some excuse. "And the worst thing is you don't know what happened," you start while running your hand through your hair.

"What do you mean? What happened?" He asks, standing up as well.

"Our home? I-It's gone. She burned it," you whisper to him as tears pool in your eyes, "and you weren’t there...why weren’t you there? I needed you! I needed you! And you weren't there!"

Jefferson reaches for your hands and gently grabs them. "Y/N, I didn't come here willingly," he informs you, causing you to singe your brows.

"What?" You mutter quietly and Jefferson squeezes your hands in his.

"The Queen? She put me here. For what reason? I'm not sure. I didn't leave you willingly," he says while moving one of his hands back to your face. "You have to believe me."

You nod your head in his hands and lean forward to rest your forehead against his. Your fingers glide up the fancy blouse he's wearing as Jefferson hums quietly.

"Did you think of me? D-Did you miss me?" You whisper out to him and the brunette lets out a breathy chuckle.

"I don't miss you. I miss us," he breathes while moving to press a kiss on your cheek. "I thought about you constantly, Y/N. I promise you I did."

A pleasant sigh leaves your lips as you move away from Jefferson. "I'm scared to know what the Queen's going to do to you if I bring you back," you mumble, resting your hands against his shoulders.

"You know technically we can't go back, right? There's no magic here. I can't make my hat work," he explains to you, causing your breath to hitch.

"So…"

"So, you're stuck with me," he smirks, a laugh coming from his lips. "I mean… if you want to be stuck with me."

You smile softly and lean on your toes, pressing a soft kiss to Jefferson's lips. "Of course I want to be stuck with you. I just can't see myself ever living without you."

Jefferson grins and reconnects his lips with yours. Your arms wrap around his neck as you kiss him back, feeling your heart fluttering against your chest.

"Let's make some new memories."

-

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[keijislove]

TWO OF THE BEST CHARACTERS SEBASTIAN STAN HAS EVER PLAYED - MY OPINION

2. James Buchanan “Bucky” Barnes (MCU)

1. Jefferson Hatter (Once Upon a Time)

SOMEBODY GIVE THIS MAN AN OSCAR

[imagine-that]

You silently pull yourself through the open window one foot after the other, just barely grazing the windowsill with your bare ankle.

Just as you think you’ve not only managed to get in but also managed to do so with grace, the cuff of your jeans snags on a screw by the window. You tug on your ankle desperately until somehow you pull with too much force and go tumbling to the floor.

“Damn it.” You curse under your breath as you quickly get back up to your feet.

You take a quick look around you, checking your surroundings. When all you see is pristine, perfect organization and no other people, you quickly make your way across the floor and grab the door handle carefully, opening it and slipping into the hall, shutting it back to its initial position as best you can.

You take a brisk walk down the hallway and open up another door and breath a sigh of relief when you see a massive wall filled with dozens of hats. You slip through the doorway and let your fingertips feel the brim of one, admiring the craftsmanship.

Too mesmerized, hypnotized even, you pick it up and place it on your head, though you aren’t fully certain what possessed you to do so.

“Well well. What have we here?” A voice says and you freeze in place, unsure what else you could do.

“Quite the collection you have here.” You comment, nodding to the numerous hats and trying to keep your cool.

He merely moves closer in response. “I believe this is what some would call breaking and entering. I should tell you, I know the local sheriff.” He warns, taking another slow and calculated step towards you.

“Is that supposed to scare me?” You scoff, still making no efforts to face the mystery man. “Everyone knows everyone in Storybrook, it’s kind of hard not to.” You add, smiling to yourself at the thought of not knowing basically everyone in town.

“Ah well I have a feeling she would particularly remember the man who tried to kidnap her.” He says with ease.

You whip around in alarm, the hat still perched on top of your mess of y/h/c hair and your smile fallen and find yourself being backed into a wall.

“I believe that belongs to me.” He says in a low, seductive voice with a lazy grin of his own. “Though it does appear to look much better on you.” He adds smoothly, looking you up and down with the same grin still on his face.

He moves in even closer and you back away, your back hitting the wall as his arm reaches out and he delicately plucks the hat off, settling it back onto his own head.

He slowly moves his hand back towards your face, pushing whisps of your hair behind your ear lightly, his fingertips gently grazing your jawline as he does so. He takes your chin in his hand, forcing you to look right at him.

“Now, I’d like to know what kind of a person breaks into this place when I have had people who nearly died trying to get out.” He says, looking you up and down slowly with a quizzical look.

“The fact that you kidnap people doesn’t scare me psycho.” You inform him stubbornly, yanking your face away from his grasp.

He goes into a low and dark laugh, sounding even more unhinged, something you didn’t realize was possible. “I am not crazy, alright darling?” He insists, a new sharpness to his voice.

“But of course you are.” You say, crossing your arms and keeping your distance.

He jumps up in anger, grabbing a pair of scissors off the table and rushing at you, shoving you against the wall.

“I. Am not. Crazy.” He tells you, his teeth grinding together in fury.

“Alright. Maybe you’re just mad then.” You say, shrugging, you current position of extremely close proximity of no bother to you.

He looks at you in shock, taken aback. He nearly drops the shining silver scissors to the ground.

“What’d you say?” He asks quietly, a suddenly more soft expression replacing the angry one.

“I said mad. Am I right about that Hatter?” You ask with a grin of your own.

“How- what- who are you?” He demands, clearly confused.

“I’d tell you but I kind of like to introduce myself when I’m not pinned against a wall.” You respond, raising a challenging eyebrow with a smile.

He hesitantly backs away but keeps the scissors tightly in hand.

“Why thank you.” You say, taking his hat off his head and bowing with a flourish and tip of the hat before standing straight and placing it back on your own head. “Y/n’s the name.” You tell him.

“Truly a wonderful name for a wonderful person I suppose.” He says with a devilish smirk.

“Do you do that often? Change from mad to charming? It’s intriguing, truly.” You remark, leaning back against his work desk.

“Nevermind that. My name is Jefferson. Now, explain why you’re in my home?” He asks, toying with one of the unfinished hats on the table.

“Alright I suppose I could. Long story short, I’m from wonderland. I was trapped there for a long, long time. My sister wasn’t. She was off by the sea or something. Then, this curse or whatever it is happens and I end up here in Storybrook, basically knowing exactly who I am when it seems no one else does.” You explain with a tired sigh.

You’d gone over the story in your head over and over and over but you felt it seemed more crazy everytime. You feared no one but Henry would ever believe you but here you were.

“It would seem we’re in a similar situation.” He says with a small, bitter laugh. When he notices your intrigued expression, he sighs. “My daughter.... Grace... she was in the enchanted forest waiting for me to return. the evil queen fooled me and left me there for the queen of hearts to deal with.” He elaborates. You nod a bit.

“I know the queen of hearts well. She’s a certain kind of evil.” You tell him, shuddering a bit at the name.

“Don’t I know it.” He mutters. You raise an eyebrow and he pulls down the collar of his shirt without hesitation, refusing to meet your gaze. “Off with his head.” He laughs to himself as he makes his impression of the wicked queen of hearts.

You let your eyes trail the scar going all around his neck and scoff in somewhat disbelief. “She did that to you?” You ask and when he nods sullenly you feel yourself fill with all kinds of rage. “She is a cruel and heartless woman. That I definitely remember.” You growl, sneering at the mere thought of her.

“Yes true but it’s alright I lived. And besides, now I’m here and this seems much worse than having my head chopped off so at least there’s a bright side!” He says with another crazy laugh.

You feel yourself giggling a bit too, unable to help the grin spreading across your face.

“You definitely live up to the name, I’ll tell you that much.” You say with a shake of your head.

He takes a playful bow, a genuine smile spreading across his face. “I’m glad. But if you’re from wonderland, who are you? In the... stories I mean.” He asks, gritting his teeth at the word stories.

“I’m surprised you can’t tell from the smile.” You quip with a smirk.

“Ah. The Cheshire Cat then, I presume?” He asks, smirking right back as you nod.

“Didn’t you say you had a sister? Is she also a cat in the fairytale world then?” He asks curiously.

“No she isn’t. Just me. I’m almost like Ruby is in that world. She can change into a wolf involuntarily but I change into a cat whenever I want. It can be quite useful.” You explain with a small shrug.

“Ruby?” He questions and you smile in disbelief.

“Do you not leave this place ever? Never met anyone else?” You ask, fully interested in learning more about the mystery of a man in front of you.

“No, I’d rather not deal with Regina or with seeing my daughter with another family.” He informs you, looking out the window thoughtfully.

“Jefferson, it’s understandable but at some point, you have to leave to be able to get your daughter back.” You inform him and you take quick notice to the smile on his face when you say his name.

“At some point, maybe. But not now. Sorry darling.” He responds with a sad smile. “Now, why exactly did you decide to come and crawl through a second story window in my house kitten?” He asks with another grin.

You feel yourself blushing heavily at the nicknames.

“I came for a hat to get home but clearly if you had it you wouldn’t be here.” You say with a sigh.

“That is correct. I have yet to find my way home, sadly, though I suppose some may call me lucky to have a prison such as this one.” He says with another smirk as he gestures around the room for emphasis.

“Regina is a cruel, cruel woman. I do hope you’re returned to your daughter soon.” You murmur as you stand up, pulling the beautifully crafted tophat off your head.

He looks at you in a mix of surprise, confusion and sadness.

He pushes himself off the wall and saunters over to you, still watching your every movement longingly.

“And where exactly are you going? Not giving up, I hope.” He asks with an eyebrow raised.

“I’m going home.” You tell him, placing the hat into his hands. “It’s been a long day.” You add with grin.

You turn to walk away but he jumps in front of you.

“Wait, wait, wait!” He says nervously. You watch him, amused. He carefully places the hat back on your head and tips it off to the side a bit. “Much better. As I said, it suits you. And as you said, I have plenty.” He remarks as he steps back slightly, admiring the view.

You let out a laugh. “Thank you. It’s beautiful. I’ll wear it as often as possible.” You promise as you stand on your toes, placing a quick, delicate kiss on his cheek.

At first, he looks absolutely stunned. Then thrilled. Then he looks hungry for more. And he is, so you learn when he leans in and pushes his lips onto yours, desperately deepening the kiss. You follow his movements, melting into him.

He’s the first to pull away, proving to you once again that he’s unpredictable and full of tricks up his sleeves.

“To think I nearly killed you thief.” He says with a small smirk.

You feel a grin bigger than you’d ever had, even as the Cheshire Cat, spreading across your face.

“That would’ve been an absolute shame. For both of us. Especially considering I didn’t technically steal anything. Except maybe your heart of course.” You respond teasingly and he chuckles a bit.

You turn on your heel, walk towards the door and stop abruptly in the doorway.

“Oh and Jefferson?” You say, looking back at him.

“Yes y/n?” He asks, clearly a little hopeful that you’ll stay, which you find absolutely adorable.

“I’ll be back.” You promise. And then you smirk. “We have a home to get back to.” You add, blowing a kiss to him.

He grins and you grin back, tip your hat to him with a dramatic flair as you know he probably would in this situation and walk out the door.

[imyourbratzdoll]

Imagine this: Soft!Dark!softforreader!Bucky,Steve Rogers,Ari, Mad Hatter, Andy and Lance Tucker x socially awkward! socially anxious!reader <3 No smut imagined bc I'm feeling like a sex-repulsed asexual today 🤪 So, they are eager to please the reader, they don't want to upset nor displease the reader 🦋 They are oh so soft with R 😩💘 they will go onto their knees and grovel if you so much as hint you are angry at them 💞

hi! I hope you like what I did. sorry, it took so long.

the gifs I use aren't mine, divider by @newlips

The six men were madly in love with the same woman. At first, trying to get Y/n to believe they truly loved her was complex and challenging, but the more persistent they were, the faster she started to believe and fall in love back. 

They all had certain things they’d do for you that the other could not.

Bucky would comfort you when you’d wake from terrible nightmares, staying with you and making sure you’d have a warm glass of milk and some biscuits, smothering you in kisses until you’d fall into a peaceful slumber.

Steve would bake with you when your cravings would take place, covering the kitchen with pies, biscuits and anything sweet. Sometimes, it would end in a playful food fight as you two love to compete.

Ari would build a massive fort filling it with your favourite snacks while your favourite movie would be on tv. He’d cuddle with you as you stared at the screen and speak line for line, grabbing some snacks but missing because you were so focused on the movie.

Jefferson, or Mad Hatter as you’ve nicknamed him, would make you flower crowns, knowing they were your favourite hats. He’d bring you into his little section and stand behind you as he taught you how to make the perfect hat.

Andy would tell you stories and hold you tight against his chest as he’d let you in on his day and the cases that would pile up. He’d feed you fruits as you listen to him before he returns the favour when you tell him about your day.

Lance would help keep you healthy. He’d do any type of exercise with you, buy you all the workout clothes you’d need, he’d help you stretch when your body needed it or massage you when your body became too sore. 

They treat her like the queen they know she is, ensuring that she knows they only have eyes for her. They’d never dream of being with anyone else, and the thought repulses them. They’d rather drink bleach than be with another woman. 

They would die for you, kill for you and many more. You have never felt so loved and cherished before. They never want to upset or make you mad, and each man will beg for your forgiveness if they think you are the tiniest bit upset or angry with them. 

They remember the first time they made you mad. It was hell for them. You wouldn’t speak to them for a week. No matter what they did to try and make you talk to them again, you wouldn’t budge. When you finally calmed down and collected yourself, it was a relief when they heard words leave your lips and be directed toward them.

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