Have A Tea-lightful Day!

Alright who wants me to do a fanfiction of Mr.Wayne and Batman, ask and I'll do an au!?!?!?

There most be some fangirls in Gotham ship Bruce Wayne/Batman.

Natural Study Art Prints by RivuletPaperShop

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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.

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

A tiny door

There most be some fangirls in Gotham ship Bruce Wayne/Batman.

ok but I hate Alice in wonderland in general especially when you realize we would have rightly called Lewis Carroll a pedophile if he was alive today, he wanted to marry the Alice he named his character after when she was 10 years old and her parents whisked her the fuck away and from what I remember he made a business out of photographing naked children. From what I remember the book primarily sold cause people liked the illustrations in it

Okay so I’ve done some research into this and I have found that this whole topic is massively controversial in the literary world.

I found a very interesting article written by the Smithsonian that I recommend you read all the way through because it has arguments and evidence for and against these claims:https://www.smithsonianmag.com/arts-culture/lewis-carrolls-shifting-reputation-9432378/

Because while Caroll was an avid photographer and there has been some photographs of naked children found his collection there is also an important point to be made about the change in sensibilities between Victorian culture and our current one:

“Of the approximately 3,000 photo­graphs Dodgson made in his life, just over half are of children—30 of whom are depicted nude or semi-nude. Some of his portraits—even those in which the model is clothed—might shock 2010 sensibilities, but by Victorian standards they were…well, rather conventional. Photographs of nude children sometimes appeared on postcards or birthday cards, and nude portraits—skillfully done—were praised as art studies, as they were in the work of Dodgson’s contemporary Julia Margaret Cameron. Victorians saw childhood as a state of grace; even nude photographs of children were considered pictures of innocence itself.In discussing the possibility of photographing one 8-year-old girl unclothed, Dodgson wrote to her mother: “It is a chance not to be lost, to get a few good attitudes of Annie’s lovely form and face, as by next year she may (though I much hope won’t) fancy herself too old to be a ‘daughter of Eve.’ Likewise, Dodgson secured the Liddells’ permission before taking his now-famous portrait of Alice at age 6, posing as a beggar child in a tattered off-the-shoulder dress; the family kept a hand-colored copy of it in a morocco leather-and-velvet case.”

And this goes for every other piece of evidence against Caroll (Dodgson). The only solid possibility was that he was interested in the oldest daughter Lorina (‘Ina’) but there is also evidence to say that he was actually trying to court their nanny. While people say the fact that he was a bachelor all his life was suspicious, there are numerous letters and diary entries that point out that he was involved with quite a few women but sought to hide it because it would have been seen as immoral out of wedlock or courtship.

By the way, the only person to claim he was ‘in love’ with Alice was a family descendent who’s claims are basically but opinion and aren’t backed up by hard fact. It is very easy to jump to conclusions out of the context of the society they lived in compared to ours.

Also by the way: The entire story of Alice In Wonderland was told to some of the children on a boat ride and it was Alice herself who asked him to write it down. It was literally just a story he told them to entertain them with the main character called Alice because that’s kind of what adults do when they’re making up a story for a child?Also they didn’t whisk Alice ‘the fuck away’ he was the one to actually leave (for unknown reasons possibly related to the mother not approving of his courting the eldest legal daughter or his courtship of the nanny. Either way, he was the one to leave not them forcing him away. And regardless he came back to give Alice a copy of the novel.)

Basically all the ‘evidence’ is massively contentious and even if it were the case that he was, the story of Alice In Wonderland isn’t actually linked very much into the personal life of the author so it is very easy to read the book without even having to think about him or his intentions (Especially considering it was written in 1865 and it has long passed into public domain.)

I implore you to read to article in full and come to your own conclusion (and please don’t read any articles from The Daily Mail as it’s not worth the paper it’s written on) because making a snap statement of ‘Lewis Caroll was totally a paedophile’ isn’t something you should do before looking at all the facts.

Harvey dent aka Two face - Split personality disorder, abuse survivor, suicidal, can’t make decisions without his coin Kirk langstrom Aka Manbat - Addict, was working on a cure for deafness, has no control over himself Bane - Grew up in prison, Addict

This is why Batman keeps fighting them and putting them back in Arkham. If he didn't more than likely these individuals who need help won't get it. So I guess it's a good thing he's punching them in the face. Besides they do at times deserve to be punched in the face by a single man in a bat suit. (Surrounded by children)

List of People Batman Probably Shouldn’t Punch or Should at Least Feel Bad About Punching

Roman Sionis AKA Black Mask: Has a pacemaker for his heart condition.

Jonathan Crane AKA The Scarecrow: Underweight, abuse survivor, canonically hypermobile and thus suffers from chronic pain, hypotonic.

Waylon Jones AKA Killer Croc: Abuse survivor, condition causes chronic pain.

Jervis Tetch AKA The Mad Hatter: Small, possibly suffers from a hypoplastic condition.

Mary Dahl AKA Baby Doll: Suffers from a hypoplastic condition, literally the size of a small child.

Victor Fries AKA Mr. Freeze: Can’t survive outside his cryosuit, probably in his 50s.

Pamela Isley AKA Poison Ivy: Abuse survivor, skin is highly toxic, probably suffers chronic pain as a result of her condition.

Garfield Lynns AKA Firefly: Covered in burn scars, scar tissue likely causes chronic pain.

Oswald Cobblepot AKA The Penguin: Has a bad limp, physically incapable of fighting.

Edward Nygma AKA The Riddler: Abuse survivor, physically weak, canonically recalls every beating he’s ever gotten.

Jason Todd AKA Red Hood: Suffers from severe PTSD, literally Bruce’s kid.

Basil Karlo AKA Clayface: Can’t keep one shape for long, has chronic pain, probably not a good plan to punch mud.

Peter Merkel AKA Ragdoll: Hypermobile and definitely has chronic pain as a result.

Feel free to add anyone I missed.

Mad hatter black & withe

‘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.”

Something I want to happen in the DCEU

Arkham Asylum’s infamous hallway of Batman rouges from Batman TAS.

There’s a crawl shot of the hallway and several different camera angles have you get to see who’s in the cells without actually telling you but you’re supposed know by several hints.

The bars or the wall of glass has several things in that hint who occupys each cell.

-A silloute of a coin flipping in the air along with the sound of it landing and slight growling.

-Several green question marks written on the walls and several riddles followed by incoherent mumbling.

-A potted plant, looking Alive and healthy on a small shelf near a bed.

-A top of someone’s hair, which is brown obscured by the cell’s bars or the camera not panning down(for those who prefer the wall of glass) followed by the sound of a page turning in a book.

-A shot of a padded cell with someone in a straight jacket, rocking back and forth. The person’s feet has tally marks on it.

-A glass cell door that lacks airholes. Loud slurping and gurgling noises come from it. The camera isn’t panning down so all you hear is the liquid noises and a shout of “I gotta prepare for my next role.”

-A cell that has sticky notes of the days of the year all over the walls.

-A top hat with a ribbon around it, with a playing card tucked in the ribbon resting on the bed. Followed by mumblings of a white rabbit and finding someone named Alice.

-A cell that’s relatively normal. But there’s a scalpel covered in blood on the bed’s pillow.

-A cell that’s different from the rest in color. The cell is blue, cold blue with several tubes flowing air into it.

-A cell that's​ completely empty. But it has several words written in some sort of purple crayon that say “HAHA” on the walls.