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youngstarfishphilosopher · 3 months

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PLATONIC! J-SQUAD X CHILD READER (HEADCANNONS)

Warnings ⚠️: IMPLIED CHILD ABUSE, METIONS OF MURDER, ACTUAL MURDER, HYPNOTISM, THREATS, KIDNAPPING, POSSESIVE BEHAVIOR, IMPLIED USE OF FEAR TOXIN

JEROME VALESKA:

Welp, good luck, my friend

- You would be one of his hostages who he was planning to kill. Patiently waiting your turn for your fun death. You had an abusive / less than kind family member with you at the time who had forced you to go there.

- When realizing that you two two were a little family unit, he decides to amuse himself a little.

- " Hey, hey you!" He would yell at one of his goons. " Tye them up to that uhhhh. . . That spinning wheel thing. And bring the kid over to me."

- Tying your family member up, Jerome places one of three throwing daggers in your hand( crowching down if you're small) while kind of just coaching you on how to throw them.

- What a surprise for him when not only do you do it without hesitation, but with a small smile on your face.

- That's when he goes, " Alright, change of plans, I like this kid." And immediately takes you under his wing

- There is never a dull moment with this man. There are plenty of bloody and horrific ones, sure. But never dull.

- Will make you kill the rest of your family members or do it himself if you can't. You're his now, and he doesn't need anyone trying to get in the way of that or distracting you.

- Sees himself as more of a mentor figure to you rather than an actual parent. But if you do end up calling him dad, he's not complaining.

- Takes you along with him for many of his usual, murderous antics. No matter how old you are, even if you are on the much younger side. "Best to teach them young," He would say.

- Praises you a lot whenever you decided to join in on the fun and always makes either his goons or his hostages cheer for you.

-If you're more on the socially anxious side, he'll try to put you in the spotlight less often and leave your killings as just some private family bonding time.

- This man CANNOT cook. He would burn whatever place he was staying out down to the ground if he tried.

- Gives you a lot of freedom to have fun and do whatever, but don't think that means you're allowed to leave or disobey him. You're still his protégé and need to listen to what he says.

- If you are on the younger side, that list of freedoms would be much shorter.

- He would want you around his vicinity or next to him and would make some of his goons keep an eye on you if he was busy with something.

- Lots of physical affection and inside jokes from this guy.

- All in all: Getting a child wasn't something Jerome had on his bucket list. But he's not really complaining.

JERVIS TETCH:

- To say this man is obsessive is the understatement of the century

- Spots you in the crowd at one of his performances and chooses you as his willing participant

- You might as well forget your parents now, because he'll have already hypnotized them to walk into traffic or jump off a building.

- Unlike the other two, Jervis will expect for you to see him as your dad.

- Will plan extravagant teaparties with all your favorite teas and sweets. And if you're not a sweets kind of person, then he'll put out more savory stuff like sandwiches as soupes.

- Hope you like fancy outfits, because you'll be wearing a lot of them. But don't worry, he'll try to find some that you're comfortable in.

- Doesn't give you a whole lot of freedom. Especially if you're on the much younger side.

- He'll also just randomly picks you up and carry you around with him if you're small enough for him to do so.

- Will not hesitate to hypnotize you and tie you up if he feels it is necessary. So you nest behave

- Usually reads bedtime stories to you, no matter how old you are.

- In conclusion, this man is obsessive and delusional. So just sit back, relax, and let your new papa take care of you.

JONATHAN CRANE:

-Well, this is rather unexpected. He never really saw himself taking care of a child

- He met you at Arkham: His cell next to yours. And you two would talk through the walls whenever a day was especially boring.

- After a while, he warmed up rather well to you. He starts to see you more as family in a way and immediately gets you out of your cell when a breakout in the asylum starts.

- Keeps you far away from your previous family members if you have any. He wouldn't kill them the first time per-say, just . . . Scare them away.

- The second time, he would be much less merciful. They had their chance and should have listened.

- He doesn't let you get too close to him when he's working on his projects in fear of you accidently getting hurt. But if you're an older teenager, he would ask if you would like to try and face your fears.

- He wouldn't force anything, though.

- You see him more as an older brother type figure rather than a parental one.

- Agian, if you are older, he doesn't really let you participate in his antics and usually lets you stay home if he trusts you. But will just bring you along to watch if you're much younger.

- A decent cook all things considered. Not the best by any means, but at least it's not a burt piece of charcoal.

- Will sit and talk with you whenever you need it. He's a pretty good listener.

- He can also get really protective a times, no matter what age you are, and will not hesitate to fear gas somebody.

- Not the best when it comes to physical affection. But will give you some if you want it.

- Although you entering his life was unexpected. Jonathan has found himself enjoying your company a lot more than he ever thought he would. It's probably the only thing good that ever came from being trapped in arkham.

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vaporwavebeach-writes · 1 year

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Stress Reliever

Jerome Valeska x Fem! Reader (nsfw)

(2,113 words)

Reader is stressed and hates college. Luckily, Jerome knows how to make you feel a little better.

Warnings/Tags: nsfw (don’t look minors), comfort sex, rough sex (sorta), slight overstimulation (if you squint), nipple play

Notes: this is really self indulgent lmaoo sorry if this is cringe lol

You let out a sigh, shutting your laptop and plugging it in to charge. It was six o’clock and it was already starting to look dimmer outside- not that you could tell because of the rain, anyway. You made your way to your room to change into something more comfortable. You were in such a rush to get most of your assignments done, you didn’t even realize to change out of your cold, rain-soaked clothes. When you reached the doorway, you could already see his unmistakable vibrant orange hair on your bed.

Jerome liked to do that sometimes. He would pop in unexpectedly. At first it freaked you out, wondering how he got in. It was Gotham City after all, and you made sure all your doors and windows were under lock and key and then some. After the first eight times, you learn to get used to it.

“How was school today, dollface? Busy day I assume?” He asked, sitting up. He had that same playful grin that you never tired of. Flicking on the light switch, you turned to him.

“Only had sociology today, but I had a fucking test, hoping to God I didn’t fail.” Slipping your sweater off and leaving your undershirt on, you went to undo your jeans. “Had a shit ton of work to do after though.” Once you got your jeans off, you were left in your underwear. Too tired to put on sweatpants, you just slipped into bed with Jerome, laying behind him as the big spoon. “I’m just glad you’re here though,” you said, nuzzling in between the crook of his neck. “For some reason, you always know to be here at the perfect time.”

“Glad to be of service,” he chuckled. Both of you laid in silence for a moment, just enjoying the presence of one another until he suddenly piped up. “Have things been getting better? Did ya have a better day, I mean?”

“Truthfully Jerome, no.” You didn’t like to lie, you always felt the need to be brutally honest when you could. It made communication a little easier, but when it came to your own vulnerabilities, you would always wish that lying would come easier to you. “I have so much shit to do man, and it just keeps building,” you paused. “I feel like it’s only gonna get worse too, I have one good day and then everything is bad again.” you were terrible at verbalizing your thoughts, and you felt like a child just ranting on to him. “Like, I get one good grade and then I get fifty million other assignments later that are worth a lot and that I’m afraid to fail.” you could feel a quiver in your voice. You hated thinking about school. “Fucking, college.”

“I hate seeing ya upset like this,” you could feel Jerome shifting positions as he turned to face you. His face was close to yours. You could see the scars on his face more clearly now. They moved when you saw a mischievous grin spread across his face. “What if,” he began “I knew a way to get rid of some of that stress for ya?” You could feel his hand ghost up to you shoulder. Physically feeling him made you feel a little better.

“Jerome, if you’re talking about killing my professors, I don’t think it’s gonna do much,” you could feel a slight smile start to form on my face as you huffed out a small laugh. “Believe me, I’ve thought about it, a lot.”

Jerome’s fingers continued to trace across your shoulder and onto your collarbones. He tugged at the sleeves of your undershirt, where you could feel his fingers start to drift to the more sensitive areas on your chest and neck. “That’s not what I mean,” he chuckled darkly. “Well, maybe, if this part of the plan doesn’t work, that is.” You think you could see what he was insinuating now.

You snickered as his touches grew more intimate. “Please,” you began playfully. “Tell me all about this plan of yours,” you drawled.

In a swift motion, that gave you no time to process, Jerome was on top of you and had you pinned down. You couldn’t help but laugh at your predicament.

“There’s that smile I love to see!” He grinned, planting a big kiss on your lips. “And, I didn’t have to resort to tickling ya this time,” he joked while diving into your neck to place several smaller, chaste kisses, making you squirm.

“Try it, and you’ll be coming back from the dead a second time,” you giggled.

Jerome stopped his tickle-kissing assault and turned to whisper in your ear. “I can’t help how sexy it is when ya laugh, doll,” He smirked. You couldn’t help but shudder as you could feel his breath dance along your ear. Jerome’s fingers crept down to your sides, feeling along the fabric of your undershirt. “Well, since ya asked so nicely,” He said with a sly grin. “I plan to make ya cum,” his hand slowly drifted to play with the hem of your underwear. “A lot.” He drew out the last word with a deep, husky tone, staring deep into your eyes.

Jerome let you up, pulling your shirt off over your head before tossing it on the floor along with his, leaving you exposed in your bra. “Besides,” he purred, making his way around you. You whirled your head around to look at him. His eyes were full of mischief and he had that wicked grin that made you fall for him in the first place. “Orgasms are a great stress reliever,” he spread his legs around yours to keep them open. You could feel his erection pressing into your lower back. “That is, unless you want me to?”

“Oh please do,” you said, gently grinding your ass back on his boxers. You gasped as you felt his fingers softly trail up your inner thigh. This is how it always started. Jerome loved to tease. You knew that by the end he would have you screaming, never failing to surprise you in how he does. Jerome’s fingers moved up your thighs and along your underwear. You knew he could feel your growing arousal through the fabric, before giving your sex a quick slap, making you jolt. You could hear a deep chuckle escape his lips from behind you at your reaction. His fingertips found their way to the hem of your underwear, where he slipped in his fingers. You sucked in a gasp when he got to your clit, circling it at a normal pace. The wetness in your core began to pool when Jerome’s other hand snaked its way up to your chest, groping your tits through your bra.

As you felt yourself get wetter, you let out a small whine when Jerome removed his hand from your clit. He brought his full attention to your breasts. Your breath hitched when you felt your hardened nipple in between Jerome’s fingers. You knew you were in for it now. Jerome began feeling you up, pulling the cup of your bra up to play with your nipples. Your eyes closed, overcome with pleasure from his touch. You moved your arms hastily to discard your bra much to Jerome’s pleasure. He knew your nipples were your weak spot and he seemed all too willing to exploit that. Your arm reached up to caress his scarred face, pulling him in to kiss you. Unlike those playful kisses before, this one meant business. You felt your knees grow weaker as Jerome’s deft fingers pinched your nipple, making you moan into the kiss. “…Fuck,” you breathed out.

“Ya like that?” Jerome asked. “Ya like being teased?” His fingers moved back down through your underwear, back to your clit and began to circle it faster. You felt your body shuddering under the pressure. Jerome flicked your nipple, making you jump. You unconsciously bucked into his hand at the sensation. “I’ll take that as a yes,” He chuckled.

You could feel yourself getting closer now and Jerome knew it too. His quickened pace on your clit never faltered in speed, actually applying more pressure as he heard your breathy moans. “Ya gonna cum?” Jerome asked in a husky whisper.

“…Yes,” you managed to breathe out, as Jerome continued on your clit at his merciless pace. Jerome’s legs continued holding your legs in place as you squirmed in pleasure, your head lolling back into his shoulder.

“Then let it go, doll,” He breathed. Your eyes slammed shut as you whimpered pathetically, letting your orgasm tear through you. Your vision went fuzzy from behind your eyelids as they fluttered open. Jerome slowed down, letting you ride out the orgasm as you let your vision become clear again.

Giving you a moment to collect yourself, you could feel Jerome shift his weight as he moved around from behind you. “I figured if you were having a rough day, I wouldn’t want to be cruel and leave ya on the edge for a while,” Jerome placed his palm over your chest and gently let you fall back on the bed. You stared at the ceiling as Jerome tugged off his boxers, giggling in anticipation as you heard the sound of a condom being unwrapped. Your view of the ceiling was obscured by Jerome, who was on top of you. “There’s always another time for that,” he purred when he finally closed the gap between your mouths. His tongue was forceful and desperate, letting yourself melt into the kiss. You could feel him slide off your underwear and swiftly ease his cock inside of you.

“Jerome,” you gasped out. He moved his mouth down your neck, allowing you to feel every inch of him. He began at a pace quicker than usual. You guess all that teasing did a number on him too.

Your hand found its way up to his deep ginger hair, gripping it in a way you hoped was gentle. Jerome grunted and slowed down, looking at you through hooded eyes in an expression full of lust. “You’re playin’ with fire dollface.” You couldn’t help but return his gaze and stroke his cheek with your free hand, running your thumb along his scarred jawline. Jerome’s mouth attacked yours once again, pushing you further into the mattress. His hands grabbed your hips and began thrusting back into you, harder than before.

Your moans filled his mouth as he continued his relentless pace. “Shit, shit, don’t stop,” you whispered, feeling your orgasm begin to build its way up again.

Whereas you were more quiet in bed, Jerome shamelessly moaned loudly as he let his hips roll over yours. “Oh fuck,” His panting could be heard as he continued to buck into you. “God, I’m so close.” The look in his eyes was pure bliss. The sounds of his grunts and the banging of the headboard echoed across the room.

You could feel the vibrations of your own pleasure reach its height. Jerome’s dick was hitting all the right spots at a pace that made the stars you were seeing explode behind your eyelids. You could feel your orgasm rapidly approaching. “Oh shit, Jerome… Fuck…” was all you were able to muster out as your orgasm ripped through you once again. You were a breathing, moaning mess, literally shaking through the pleasure.

A loud whine erupted from your throat as Jerome quickly and sloppily thrusted into you while you were still sensitive. Jerome’s orgasm came next, feeling him shudder inside you with a harsh gasp. He slowly pulled out and quickly discarded the condom into the small waste basket beside your bed.

Your heart was beating fast as you took deep breaths in. Jerome laid his head on your chest, nuzzling into you while his spiky hair tickled your neck. You ran your fingers gently through his ginger locks. He chuckled. “That was a pretty big one, huh?”

“Yeah,” you sighed blissfully. “Now that I think about it, I actually haven’t came for a while, I guess stress lowers sex drive.” You ushered Jerome up and brought his lips to yours in a deep kiss. “I will say, I am feeling a lot better now.”

Jerome began tracing your inner thigh. “That’s good to hear,” he smirked, giving you a quick peck on the cheek. Without warning, Jerome slid down in between your legs. “Because we’re just getting started.”

Your cheeks turned red and you let out a snicker at the implication. Sucking in a breath as Jerome’s tongue flicked across your clit, you knew you were in for one hell of a night.

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lazydoodlesandfanfic · 2 months

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DC (EXCLUDING MAINLY BATMAN/FAM) MASTERLIST

*DISCLAIMER: SOME STORIES MAY BE TAGGED FOR WRONG DEMOGRAPHIC (ie, Not GN, male or fem) IF SO, PLEASE POLITELTY INFORM ME SO I CAN FIX IT

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Effects Of The Toxin (Clark Kent X Wayne!Male!Reader)

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Motherly (Diane Prince X Teen!Reader)

Family Visit (Diana Prince X Daughter!Reader)

Snow Day (Diana Prince X Reader)

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Little Gifts (Barry Allen X Wayne!Reader)

Anyone But Him (Barry Allen X Wayne!Reader)

Another Speedster (Barry Allen X Reader)

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Sorry!(Barry Allen X Fem!Reader)

Cancelled Plans (Barry Allen X Fem!Reader)

Please Stop (Barry Allen X Fem!Reader)

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Caught Red Handed (Barry Allen X Fem!Wayne!Reader)

How Did It Come To This? (Barry Allen X Sibling!Reader)

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Would You Kindly? (Justice League X Male!Reader)

Hidden Scars And Memories (Justice League X Male!Reader)

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your-nanas-house · 5 months

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LOVE UR PAGE SMMM😭

if you feel like/have time would you be down to write something abt Jerome and a psychiatrist reader?

if you don't like the idea or anything just ignore this :))

AWWWW THANK YOU! for the compliments and the request. I really miss our Romie 🥺 he isn't as famous as he used to be lately. Our poor baby 😭 Sorry if it took me so long, dear.

Just a kiss for Christmas

◇ Pairing: Jerome Valeska X psychiatrist!Reader

◇ Warnings: fluff, Jerome Valeska..we know how our lovely crazy ginger is, kiss, unexpected touch, flirting.

◇ Summary: Jerome is locked in Arkham but he still wants a Christmas gift.

◇ Note: Sorry for the mistakes and the English. Credits to the owners of the pictures.

Finally after the last patrol of the guards, two stopped in front of Jerome's cell who was waiting impatiently in front of his door, his hazel eyes carefully observing whoever passed in the corridor.

He was adorable, despite being a known and feared serial killer, with a childish but sadistic personality.

He really looked eager and excited that day, maybe for the upcoming festivity or the session he was about to have with his psychiatrist— a she psychiatrist, like Jerome kept pointing out at every patience there.

Miss Y/l/n, a young psychiatrist that was pretty good at her job, treating everyone with respect and professionalism even in a madhouse like that.

In all his staying, the ginger never felt the want or need to see a doc there but everything was different with his Y/n. He was kind of smitten, to not say obsessed.

That's why he was so excited to go on Christmas Eve for a session with her, thus spending an hour alone in the room talking about himself while sneakily trying to hit on her, even though it never worked. But a man had his needs, hadn't he?

His pace was fast as he walked, carrying with him his diary, holding it tightly in his strong big hands till they finally arrived at their destination.

The door slowly opened, allowing him to step in and sit innocently at the table, handcuffs still around his wrists and ankles— he looked like an innocent child in that moment, just waiting with a puppy face that broke as soon as Y/n moved closer to the table

“Why are you acting like that, Jerome?” she asked, not managing to hold back her own smile while she sat down in front of him

“Nothing, doll…I mean Doc” he replied smoothly, a smirk slowly creeping on his scared face.

His gloved hands kept resting on the table, his eyes never leaving hers as he moved his fingers tapping the surface there.

After the session, which went pretty good, almost too good…Y/n took a moment to look at him for a couple of seconds, just staying in silence— just waiting for something to happen, to understand the reason for Jerome's weird behavior.

“So?” The beautiful psychiatrist asked, leaning closer to him, allowing her arms to rest on the table that way— her eyes still scanning his freckled face

“So what, Doc?” Jerome replied smugly, moving carefully his hands to search something in his pockets while she was still studying him

“What's on your mind, huh? Searching for another reward since you were such a good boy?” She asked in a soft but teasing voice.

Well, it was actually like that.

Jerome pulled quickly out what looked like a broken mistletoe and moved it between them as best he could, letting her hold it above their heads for him

“Been a good boy all week, doll. Lil'ol’ me isn't on ya naughty list this year” he murmured, smiling slowly with his scared lips, his smile big and almost scary for someone who wasn't used to it.

He received no response for a couple of minutes, his psychiatrist just kept watching him with a serious expression before finally cracking and nod

“You've been pretty good, yes…guess you really earned this Christmas gift, huh?” She murmured, mostly to herself before she leaned closer.

Jerome did the same as soon as she saw her lean in, he was still tied but he managed to connect their lips in a french kiss, slipping his tongue as best he could in her mouth to taste her— his handcuffed hands cupping her clothed breasts when she was focused on returning the forceful kiss.

“Jerome! Should have expected it…still a naughty man with a puppy tricky face” she joked softly, not really made at his childish antics.

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maweallgotohell · 7 months

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*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟJerome Valeska* x singer reader*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

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Jerome with reader who can sing really well? Hell yea

When you first stayed over at his, or more, when he first stayed over at yours (because he only has hideouts lol) you two planned on preparing dinner together.

You had so much fun, dancing around to your shared playlist while the soup cooked.

Jerome then offered to put out the plates so you could take a nice shower after that long day of yours.

You always sang in the bathroom. (I do that often lol u don't get me outta the bathroom in less than at least 2 hours.)

It was one of your safe spaces and it had an amazing acoustic almost like a staircase in a huge building.

You turned on your small speaker in the bathroom and sang along, letting all the stress from that day wash away with the vibrato in your voice.

You never noticed that you could hear yourself singing from all over the house because how could you when you were the one to sing?

When Jerome noticed it, he first thought it was just the music track and not you singing. He loves the song tho and so he got closer to the bathroom door until he eventually noticed that it was you singing.

You had an amazing voice. You liked to sing many genres but that day you went with something a little more classic, voila by Barbara Pravi but in the version of Emma Kok and Andre Rieu.

He was so touched by your singing, by all the emotion and effort you put into every single note, that he literally shed a fuckin' tear.

He let it slide for some time and didn't mention it. He just enjoyed it every time you sang for yourself.

Until one day he had such a rough and exhausting day that he came home ( he already moved in with you by that time) and you cared for him obviously. He just wanted to be held by you and so you sat on the couch, his favorite soup made, as he layed with his upper body on your lap, his head laying on your chest and you hugging him so you kinda cradled him and he told you about his day. After talking about it, he let out an exhausted sigh and you, being the overcaring queen you are, asked him what you could do or get to make him feel better.

There was a moment of silence. You thought he was thinking about it but he just contemplated whether to bring it up and ask or if he should just stay quiet.

But he really thought that would make him feel better, so he asked you to sing something for him. Just something calm and quiet to soothe his nerves.

You were a little surprised but agreed obviously. Anything to make him feel better.

After that, he complimented you for your amazing voice and that became a thing when he was exhausted. He always laid in your arms like a little child, but it was actually so cute. You loved how he wasn't scared to show a vulnerable side of himself to you and how he trusted you with every single bit of his being.

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Sorry, I haven't updated for a bit. School's taking up sum time, ya know :)

Anyway, have a nice rest of the weekend.

Bye :)

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fangirl--writes · 1 year

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Jerome Valeska x Reader Drabble

Authors' Note: Little drabble based on this video: here.

It made me cackle.

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You tiptoed down the hall the padding of your fuzzy socks absorbed your step as you snuck to the bathroom.

A sing song sort whistle floated in your ears your grip on the pitcher tightened. You almost felt bad…He was singing now at the top of his lungs, off key… your boyfriend was lost in his own world in the shower.

Too Perfect.

You could barely contain the shit eating smirk that started to overtake your face he was so in for it.

He, being Jerome Valeska, your boyfriend who had just “returned” from a very brief stay in Arkham Asylum just last night bragging about his new record for shortest visit yet.

His ginger locks were a mess face full of grime and sweat and he smelled like a dumpster fire by the docks. Yet his ever present grin was there as he slung his arms around your shoulder nuzzling in to kiss your cheek feverishly.

His hands sneakily drifted lower and lower stopping to squeeze your sides eliciting a squeak of surprise before going to play with the zipper on your pants.

You shivered dropping your dish in the sink as his rough lips went down to work your neck starting to suck the tender spots in your nape.

“J..jer..ome~” you whined with a flushed face trying to wriggle free from his iron grasp. “you were only gone a few days..“

With a twist you slipped under his arm grabbing the counter corner for support.

“Ah but honey I just missed ya’ so much.” He stalked forward with his arms outstretched intent to wrap you up in his chest again. You recognized the haughty glint in his dark eyes swirling as he approached in your small kitchen.

Then it hit you again; the smell of low tide, wet dog and trash that REALLY needed to go out.

Your shoulders shook as you gagged.

“Sir. …No. No sir when was the last time you showered?” You retched holding a spoon out in defense.

At this the red head froze you could see the hamster wheel working overtime behind his eyes.

“Listen. You take a shower or a bath I’m not picky. Then we’ll talk.”

Needless to say he slept on the couch that night much to your dismay, you were going to have to deep clean the next afternoon .

The scream was abysmal, high pitched squeal of surprise that if you didn’t know any better was from a young child and not your manic red head who laughed in the face of death.

Your low snicker erupted into a fit of laughter your shoulders shaking as you pulled the pitcher back stepping down from the stool you’d carefully hidden away earlier just for the occasion.

Your face flushed rich crimson hues as you held your aching side hearing Jerome curse and squirm at the temperature change.

Payback

“AH Ah you little shit-“ Jerome growled acknowledging you directly his hand ripping back the shower curtain enough to peak out to reveal you red faced and howling.

With a quick breathe you poked your tongue out flashing a grin to match before quickly turning to run fully expectant to get away in victory until you felt the sudden pull of his soaking strong arms on the back of your damp shirt.

The pitcher fumbled from your hands hitting the floor as you shrieked “nA-NYOOOOOOOO” you grasped weakly at the counter top in attempt to save yourself from a watery grave.

The edge slipped out from your fingers as a soaking wet hand wrapped around your middle further drenching you as he pulled you back into the shower still laughing like a maniac.

A wicked grin lined his lips his brows arched as he cackled at your poor misfortune-

“C’mere you..” You heard him tease as your whole body fell back into his waiting arms. Between abrupt giggles you squeaked feeling a tickle on your ribs. “NyOOO- No NO JEROWME.”

Escape was futile.

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megantheestallion-ismypresident · 9 months

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Are you insane like me?

jerome valeska x fem!reader

Summary: After killing your mom and dad and your sister. you were sent to Arkham mental asylum... but as you go there you caught the eye of psychotic but hot ginger.

You were sent to Arkham asylum for the murder of your parents and sister. Y/n grew up in a very wealthy family and was one of the richest families in gotham, but that didn't mean she went through a easy life or a loving family. Y/n had been bullied in school and her parents were very neglectful her dad was abusive towards her and her mother would just let her daughter get abused by father. Y/n's sister used to be close when they were kids but y/n was always jealous of her sister. She was smart, pretty, and the favorite child and y/n couldn't blame her... she was the perfect daughter her parents asked for. Y/n's sister sees you get abused by their dad. Y/n's sister would always help her get rid of bruises, and cuts, or a nose bleed.

Y/n would cry to sleep every night. She would sometimes find pleasure in hurting herself it gave her a rush of thrill to get over the pain in her life. Y/n had grew very cold and distant and would keep things to herself. Y/n always wanted to go to therapy and get better but if she ever did she would spill all of her familes darkest secrets and her dad was one psychotic, selfish bastard. When y/n was you she witnessed her dad in his office killing one of his business partners and her mother had to clean up the mess. Y/n remembered what happened his dad took all of his business partner credit and never gave anything in return, she saw her dad killed his business partner his blood spilling all over the floor and she saw her mother cleaned up the mess. Y/n never really liked her mom. She was weak, and she would do anything for love. Y/n witnesses her father bring women when her mom was at work, Y/n wanted to say something but how can she tell it to her mom that she's so blinded by love and charm, there was nothing I could do to stop it.

Y/n would go to school and had murder fantasies on killing her parents... her so called 'friends' were using her for her money, everyone loved her family but they never knew what went down in her household. Y/n bought a knife and a gun and keep it very well hidden in her room, her room had alot of space. Y/n would be in her room hearing her parents argue in the next room. But the scariest thing is when her parents would argue they would take their frustration and anger out on you by abusing you. they would take turns of abusing you and they would just go on with ther lives.

Her dad threw a alcohol bottle across her head, face leaving cuts and bruises and her mom would pull her hair and slap her across her face. "You are nothing but a disgrace a abomination that I created.. God, I should have a aborted and should have had your sister, no one will never love you y/n." Her mother said as she drunk a glass of red wine as her father chuckles darkly as y/n cries as her dad and mother abuses her. Y/n saw her sister watching secretly with tears in her eyes. Y/n would get mad and angry at her sister for not stepping in and stepping up to their psychotic, sadistic, abusive parents but she did want to get treated the same way as you. Y/n got up as she limps her way to her room as she made it to her room she looks at herself in the mirror seeing cuts and bruises on her face and her lip bleeding. Y/n smiles as she stars laughing but she had very mixed emotions as tears start falling from her eyes. Y/n threw everything around her room screaming as she collapses on the floor sobbing.

The Next morning Y/n had enough of the abuse and mistreatment. Y/n came home from school she saw her mom and dad eating in the living room talking about whatever they were talking about. Y/n went to her room grabbed her gun walking back to the living room pointing the gun at her parents as her parents state in shock. Y/n pulled the trigger shooting her dad as her mom screams. Her mom dropped to the ground checking on her husband. Y/n started laughing maniacally as her mom starts crying as her dad gasps for air but stops as he dies.

" You bitch!!." Y/n's mom shouts in anger through her tears. "Are you really crying over that bastard, he wasn't even a good father or husband. He was selfish, a liar, an abuser, unfaithful husband, and a greedy pig." Y/n said shouting venom peaking through her voice in anger. Her mom spits at y/n as y/n wipes the spit of of her cheek getting angry.

"Oh, you shouldn't have done that." Y/n says glaring darkly as she slaps her mother in the face laughing psychotically. " Bye, bye mother " y/n says waving good bye to her mother with a smile on her face as she pulls the trigger shooting her mom in the face. Y/n starts laughing as her parents were now dead. her parents blood were all over her face.

Y/n heard a gasp from behind her as she sees her sister. Her sister stares and freezes in shock seeing her mom and dad dead and to see the sister that she love and close to turn into a psychotic monster.

"I did it, I killed them we can be free... together. No more abuse, no more mom and dad, I killed them for us. Don't you see my litte master piece of them atleast we can think of something to remember them by." Y/n says laughing as she comes closer to her sister but her sister backs up in fear. " You're a monster." Y/n's sister gritted through her teeth, y/n's smiling demeanor changes as she shoots her sister in the leg as her sister screams in agony collapsing on the floor.

"Oh sister, they didn't deserve to live. Dad was an selfish dick and a abuser, and mom was a push over who would do anything for dad's love knowing he was cheating on her." Y/n says bending down to her sisters level.

" They were still our parents they loved-" y/n's sister was cut off. As y/n starts laughing. "Thats where you are wrong sis, they loved you not me." Y/n says sighing. " Dad never hit you he treated you like a shining star ,while I was just a shadow. mom loved you and did everything for you." Y/n said getting sad but not wanting to sound weak. " I was always jealous of you. never abused by mom and dad, got everythingyou wanted, had friends, you were there top priority and I was just bug that they would step on repeatedly!!" Y/n says yelling as her sister finches in fear.

" but now that there dead I had some closure, and you sister are gonna be dead just like them, any last words sis?" Y/n says cooking the gun.

" you'll never get away with this you cunt, and burn in hell." Y/n's sister says through gritted teeth as her y/n chuckles.

" that where your wrong I will get away and hide your bodies and probably kill more and not get caught." Y/n says but her sister started laughing making y/n frown in confusion as to why her sister is laughing.

"What the fuck is so funny, sis? Is there joke you wanna share?" Y/n says getting angry. " I called the police when I heard you shot mom and dad, guess you not gonna kill anymore innocent people when your rotting behind a cell for your miserable life." Y/n's sister says as she hears pounding on the door as they were trying to break the door down.

" Fuck you." Y/n says a tear Coming down her face as her sister smirks. " No, no sis, fuck you." Y/n's sister chuckles. Y/n shoots her sister two times in anger as the cops broke the door down.

One police officer tackles y/n to the ground taking the gun out of your hand. " You have the right to remain silent." The police officer says as as they put the hand cuffs on you as you grunt in anger as she sees her sister smiles. " have a miserable life, sis." Y/n's sister says as she closes her eyes as she dies. Y/n got up from the ground as they lead her outside inside the cop car.

Y/n was taking in to to question by some guy name James Gordon. Y/n told James everything what she did to her parents and sister and she had no remorse of and was laughing psychotically making James very uncomfortable. Y/n was taken to an asylum. Y/n was taken to her cell as the guards push her in there making her glare at them. Y/n got back up abd yelled at the guards. " Fuck you! When I get out of here I will kill more people and no one will stop me you fuckers!" Y/n shouts as she grips the bars of the cell tightly. Y/n has gotten used to the asylum she was talking to therapist but all she wanted to do was kill, kill, and kill. But what really caught her attention was this ginger haired guy he was very handsome. Y/n would see him around lunch and therapy sessions, y/n notice when she first came to this asylum his eyes were all on her.

Y/n was getting bored as she took a magazine anything to pass time. Y/n felt like someone was staring at her. She saw two pair of green eyes watching her but y/n ignored it as she continued to look at the magazine. Y/n had seen this ginger haired man around the asylum.she thought he was very handsome. His tall frame, fiery ginger hair, his red yet kissable looking lips. Y/n saw him coming towards her but she acted like she didn't notice him as she continues to look at the magazine in her hand. While Y/n was continuing reading the magazines she heard the chair slide on the floorand stop next to me.

"Hello gorgeous." You heard the voice say, Y/n thought for a second the voice was talking to someone else. It wasn't until she saw a foot in thr corner of her eye. You looked up and saw the ginger sitting in the chair next to me. He had the chair backwards, a leg on either side of the chair heading. He had his head, tilted slightly to the right. Y/n raised a brow. He puts a hand up to his chest. "Hello beautiful, I'm jerome." Y/n's heart starts beating seeing he was this close to her. He was really handsome. Y/n looked back at the magazine, flipping to another page.

"What do you want, gingy?" You ask blandly

"Just being polite." He said slowly then chuckled. "What? Gingers not your type?"

You look back at him and see he was smiling, his brows raised. His smile was very wide, talking up most of his face. Y/n make a face of annoyance but amusement.

"Something like that?" You answered, he chuckled more as he shifts in his seat.

"So... what's a pretty girl like you in a place like this?" He asks. You sighed. I guess there was no harm in talking. And you were bored. And for some reason, you were intrigued by him.

"I killed my parents and my sister." You said nonchalantly looking at the magazine. He laughs, tipping his chair backwards a bit. He puts a hand on his heart, leaning forward and narrow his eyes.

"Matricide." He says, The way he was narrowing his eyes didn't seem in a mean way like you did whenever you narrowed your eyes. It was just a form of amusement than anything else from what you could see. He dragged his hand down to his face.

"It's exhilarating isn't it? Killing your parents and your sister. What a rush!." He said and put his hands out fast to create a sort of jazz hands.

Now that he was closer you could see his features more clearly. His red hair was more prominent and a little piece stuck out from the top, hanging Sligh over his forehead. His green eyes were deep but alluring and looking at them had you in a trance. He had a very strong jawline, he was quite taller than you, coming about 6 feet, altogether he was a sight for sore eyes.

You made a face at his statement and he stops smiling, making a face in defeat before looking at me once more.

"Yeah, alrighty then. You see that guy with the frizzy hair looking at ya like fried chicken? He said nodding towards a table in the front. I glance over to the guy he was referring to. You glance and see that fat guy named greenwood staring at me with wide eyes. You look back at Jerome. "He worked at this fast food joint. He also killed, flayed, and ate a dozen women." He laughed. You snorted.

" That little hairy gnome is not gonna lay a finger on me." You say. Jerome nods

"Yes, probably not. But." He said then lean forward and said in a sort of whisper tone. "He's just an example. He could get far enough. Of course you'd defend yourself. But the guards.. you can't really defend yourself against them now can you? With that in mind, I want to make an offer with you." That is when you started to pay attention. You closed the magazine and turned to his direction. "I'm listening." You say, making him smile.

"The guards don't care what happens to us. They think bad things happen to bad people like us. It just happens all the time to people like us. All the time. A girl like yourself needs a friend." He explains, as you raise a brow at him.

"Whats your offer?" You say. He puts his hands in the air.

"I want to be your friend!" He yelled but not to loud enough for the guards to hear. You tilted your head a bit, thinking. Hmm. It wouldn't be to bad. To have a friend around here. Then something came to mind.

"Alright. But what do you want in return, I mean a guy like you probably want something in return. I mean no one helps me unless they get something in return." You ask. He made a face of confusion with a smile.

"I don't want anything from you. Thats what friends are for." He chuckles. You weren't to convinced. He sighed, putting his hand over his heart and putting a hand in the air as if he was swearing an oath.

"I promise, Okay?" He said. You smirked a bit then nodded.

"Fine I guess I have a new friend here, then." You say. You decided to your twisted smile, just to see what he was made of. Something tell you that you and him are like than you thought. Instead of flinching away like everyone did, he gave the same twisted smile back and put out his hand.

"Alright new friend, let's shake on it." He said, bringing his hand out and holding it in front you. You glance at it before putting out your hand grasping his. His hands were bigger than yours and warm. You suddenly became self aware about how sweaty your hands were. You looked at him, with his wide smile and strange eyes and wondered... maybe him being your friend wouldn't be too bad.

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diffidentphantom · 5 months

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The One That Got Away

(Jermone Valeska x F!Wayne Reader)

Part I

Summary: You, the reader are the older sister of Bruce Wayne. And have been best friends with Jerome Valeska, since you first met each other at Haly's Circus during your youth. Due to being a Wayne, he was the first 'real' friend you ever had. But then one day, the friendship between the both of you changed. And you were sent overseas for your safety by your father. You haven't been back in Gotham since. But once you hear of your parent's murder, you know it's time to return and face your past once and for all.

Characters: Y/N as MC, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Selena Kyle, Harvey Bullock, Jim Gordon, Dr. Leslie Thompkins, Jerome Valeska

Warnings: Angst, Possessiveness, Obsessive behavior, Stalking, Murder, Mentions of Child Abuse,

The first time you had ever visited the circus, it was on your eleventh birthday.

And unknowingly at the time, it was that specific event that ended up changing your life forever. It can be argued that it changed your life a bit for the better as well as for the worst. It was the day you met your very first TRUE friend, Jerome Valeska.

Being a member of the prestigious Wayne family, you were expected to mingle with your peers. A.K.A other children of Gotham's wealthiest; i.e, members of the 1%, celebrities, people involved in the law - along with the shadier parts of it. You had made some friendships with some of these children, but none of them were true friends. Where nothing was expected in return for the other's company and allegiance.

But Jerome...due to being born to a woman who worked in the circus, he had nothing to give other than his friendship and loyalty. And because you helped him get out of a situation that involved his angry Uncle Zach. He became your very first REAL friend.

The two of you become inseparable. One of you always running after the other.

The adults in your life found it endearing, and grateful. That after all this time, you had a friend like Jerome. So, your parents, being who they are - opened their arms and home to him. Whenever the circus was in town. After all, to those who cared to look - it was obvious, that Jerome wasn't treated very kindly by the people who took care of him.

By the two of you were fourteen, something in your friendship with Jerome had changed. Maybe it was because the two of you didn't spend as much time together anymore? Or maybe perhaps it was because you were an older sister now, with a nine-year-old brother? And he was jealous of Bruce and the close sibling relationship the two of you had? (One that infinitely much better than the one he shared with his own twin.)

Whatever the case, Jerome no longer acted the same around you. He became like an entirely different person. As if his entire personality was hanging on by a thread, and that he was just waiting for one bad day. To push him over the edge.

And then it happened.

He took things to far between the two of you. Confessed his feelings - which didn't bother you, since you realized, you had begun to have a crush on him yourself. Admitted to stalking you days before, he let you know he was back in town. Killed your pet cat and threatened to harm you or your brother. Jerome became unhinged and dangerous to be around.

It devastated not only you, but your parents as well. Who thought of Jerome as another son. (So much so, that he had his own dedicated bedroom in the manor at that point.) But because he went off the deep end, your parents were worried about the safety of both your brothers and your own wellbeing. And with a heavy heart, they had to make a tough decision.

After Haly's circus left Gotham that year to stick to their regular route, you also left. Your parents had decided to send you overseas to their family villa in Switzerland, for your own protection and safety. From one person who you thought you could trust.

It would be the last time you would see your parents, and your brother for many years to come.

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lexi0widow · 1 year

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PLEASE be soft on me i’ve never wrote before!!

JEROME VALESKA x FEM!READER

warnings: none!! These are fluffy headcannons about whatever Jerome you wanna imagine (eg Season 1) i love him!!

Believe it or not I think Jerome is an absolute cuddler!!

Especially season 1

The poor baby suffered through his mom and cuddling is just a way for him to feel safe and let his inner child heal

Jerome will go to extreme lengths to keep you safe

Even if you can keepy yourself safe. He insists!!

Would never admit it but he loves bubble baths!

Please buy him a rubber duck!!! he needs a friend for bath time!

Hes a criminal (obviously) so dates out are extremely unlikely unless you want to get chased by Jim Gordon all night

So as a compromise to this Jerome likes to spend all his free time with you doing indoor dates

Like watching cartoons together

Or painting

He also likes to bake<3

Lowkey will post a part 2 but i’m walking into school right now

I hope you enjoyed my loves 🫶🏻🫶🏻

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crazyvaleska · 2 years

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The Red Means I Love You | Jerome Valeska X GN! Reader

warnings: mention of self harm and child abuse, blood kink, hematolagnia. please do not read this if you're sensitive when it comes to blood cause it might be triggering. idk this is really dark and twisted.

the song that inspired me to write this was "the read means i love you" by madds buckley.

also i apologize for any grammar errors, english isn't my first language and it's late at night as i'm writing this.

"I'm home!" your boyfriend called as he entered your apartment. He had been gone all day looking for his long lost twin brother, Jeremiah. He had claimed that the reason why he was looking for him was to get revenge for the things Jeremiah had accused him of doing back when they were kids.

You were in your bedroom watching TV but you could hear his steps approaching the room. You were excited to see him, yeah, he was a murderer, but he was your murderer. And if you were being honest you did miss him a lot.

"Did you find hi-" you stopped when he entered the room. Your excitement flushed away when you saw his pale face covered in blood. His nose was bleeding uncontrollably. This shouldn't surprise since your boyfriend was, in fact, the infamous Jerome Valeska, the serial killer who's killed thousands in cold blood. And yet here you were, worried about his nose that just didn't seem to ever stop bleeding. He noticed your worried expression and smiled.

"Not yet." he answered casually as he closed the door. He took a few steps closer then sat next to you on the bed.

"Jerome-" you started but he stopped you pressing his index finger against your lips.

"Shhhh! I'm fine, doll. Just got into a fight with some guys earlier. Not a big deal, really. You don't need to worry about me." he forced a smile.

"You're lying." was all Y/N replied.

He didn't answer that. He just stared at you intensely in silence. He was so quiet, that was so unlike him. What was he planning? Did he get bored of you? Did he not need you anymore? Was he going to kill you?

"What makes you think that?" he briefly mumbled.

"The blood's too fresh. If it started bleeding due to a fight then the blood would be dry by now... 'Rome, did you..." you paused and looked at the bloody tips of his fingers and nails then looked back at him only for him to look away. He sighed.

"Good observation. Fine. Yeah, I did this to myself by scratching the inner side of my nostrils with my nails, see? I'm sorry, I couldn't help it."

"J, you should stop hurting yourself. This isn't okay." you said as you took his hand on yours. He turned his face to look at you again and let out a soft giggle.

"It's just.. blood gives me so much comfort, you know Y/N? I don't know how to explain it, but everytime I see blood I feel so relieved. Bleeding is just so wonderful, you know? And not just seeing other people bleeding to death. I love feeling it. I love feeling my own hot blood pouring down my cold skin. I like to bite my lips till they bleed. And then I like to lick it all. Same goes when I cut my wrists. And I love the scars. If I could I would peel off my skin and bathe in a blood bath." he paused and gave you a big sincere smile, an excited smile, while squeezing your hands. Then he spoke again.

"I know how insane this sounds. Oh well, what are you gonna do about it? I guess I'm just really fucked up, aren't I? You know, I wasn't always like this. Until he started making up those stories that poisoned our mom. And he got away with it while I had to suffer the consequences of his cruel lies. She used to get drunk and started to beat me up very often, and after that she would bang random guys. At first I was so scared. Because sometimes she would beat me up until I bled. She didn't care about my desperate cries for help, no one did. It was so bad sometimes I would even cough or throw up on my own blood." he sounded so emotionless.

"But then I got used to it. And when she wasn't the one harming me I was harming myself. It started as a way of punishing myself for being so weak but then I started enjoying it. I started killing small animals, and after doing so I used to reward myself by cutting my skin. It's just so addicting. So addicting and so comforting when I do it, yet so terrifying when she did it. Funny how most people won't get it. Unfortunate. They say such a shame I turned out this way: a maniac. Well, yeah I get manic when I cause a panic and of course I'm excited when I see you around."

An evil grin creeped up his face. He was speaking with such passion now it was terrifying. The smile never left his face and his grip was tight. He was clearly out of his mind, and so were you. Because if you were truly sane you wouldn't be dating a murderer. He cleared his throat and moved close to your ear and whispered:

"Oh, if only you knew the things I wanna do to you. I want to choke you till you pass out. I want to bruise your pretty body. I want to bite you and smell your blood. I want to carve my initials all over your body. I want to cut you open and taste your blood, I bet you taste so so sweet, doll. You'd look so pretty smeared in blood. And not just your blood. My blood as well. Oh, to see you covered in my dark red blood. Red's a beautiful color, isn't it?"

And before you knew it he was sitting on top of you, still whispering his dirty little desires into your ear. You could feel his hot breath against your ear. When his bloody lips touched your ear you shivered. You knew how wrong this was. He needed professional help. You should help him get sane, not obey his insanity. You should be frightened, and part of you was. But you would be lying if you said you weren't enjoying this little chat or if you said Jerome wasn't attractive with all that blood pouring down his nostrils. He placed a slow and deep kiss on your earlobe and then moved to your neck, leaving a small trace of blood on your skin. He slowly digged his teeth into your flesh then sucked the spot. Your lips let out a small moan of pain and pleasure.

He smirked against your neck then tilted his head so he was now facing you. He reached his pocket and pulled out a small dagger.

"Because my insides are red..." he pressed the dagger against your cheek, leaving a deep cut. You whimpered in pain as the cold blade penetrated your skin.

"And yours are too," he dropped the weapon "And the red on my face is matching you." he touched his bloody nose, then your bloody cheek and then smiled in excitement.

"And goodness you're bleeding, what a wonderful feeling! You're down and you're pleading, my head is just reeling" he cupped your face with his hands and moved his face so close to yours, your lips were almost touching.

"The Red Means I Love You" he whispered before closing the space between you two, pressing his lips against yours, allowing you to taste the salty blood on his lips. He was kissing you like there was no tomorrow, while his hands traveled down your neck, beginning to choke you. When he pulled away he began to lick your harmed cheek. Your blood tasted so sweet, he just couldn't get enough of it, he loved it so much.

"Tasting your blood means I Love You"

But his grip around your neck tightened and your vision began to blurry. You tried to breathe but that didn't seem like an option. Before you passed out your heard him whisper again the same sentence he's whispered before:

"The Red Means I Love You!"

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sorry this is short, it's like 3am and i got inspired by this edit i made a few days ago

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justsomerandomfanfic · 2 years

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My Mind's Like A Deadly Disease - Jonathan Crane (Gotham) X Female (Gordan) Reader

Title: My Mind's Like A Deadly Disease

Jonathan Crane (Gotham) X Female (Gordan) Reader

Additional Characters: Jim Gordan, Lee (Mentioned), random inmates (Mentioned), Harvey (Mentioned), and Jerome Valeska

Requested

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4 | Part 5

WC: 844

Warnings: Guns, threatening, police brutality, yelling, sneaking out, typical teenager things, asylums, and very overprotective dads

Jim was starting to suspect something was going on with his daughter, Y/N. She would miss her homework assignments, or turn them in late, and sneak out through her bedroom window after curfew. Lee tried to tell him to calm down, but he wouldn't listen. Y/N was a teenager, and teenagers do rebellious things, but after a guard told Jim that he spotted her leaving Arkham Asylum late one night, he knew there was something wrong.

Ever since he brought Y/N to the hospital to see that Jonathan kid, he could see the secret attraction his daughter and the boy both shared. He didn't like it at all. He was dangerous and was now at Arkham Asylum, a place for crazy people. And he wasn't so happy that his daughter was risking her life to go see him.

Worried for his daughter, Jim decided to tail her one of the nights she had sneaked out, and his suspicions were confirmed when he saw her use a small hidden key to gain access to the asylum.

Harvey tried to calm him down, but Jim was past that. When walking into the asylum, he stormed in with a shout. At first, the inmates played dumb, refusing to admit that they knew where anyone matching Y/N's description was, but eventually, one of the inmates broke and told the officer that she went into the cell block to go see someone.

Why would the asylum even let a teen, no a child go into an asylum at night!? To see an inmate no less!? Jim was not happy with that information. Walking through the cell block when he heard an all too familiar laugh coming from one of the cells. Looking to his left, he saw the ginger hair and grinning smile of the one and only, Jerome Valeska, who was leaning against the metal bars and laughing at Jim.

"What do you want, Jerome?" Jim asked, his patience wearing thin.

The man stopped laughing and looked at the man curiously for a second.

"I'm looking for my daughter Jerome, where is she?" He finally demanded, and Jerome giggled for a second before suddenly stopping, looking off into space.

"Ah, little Y/N. She's a real doll. Most people here love her because she is so polite. No more than our little Jonny though."

He finished, but Jim wasted no time grabbing Jerome by the collar of his striped uniform and yanking him into the bars.

"Listen to me, Jerome. You tell me which cell my daughter is in."

Jim said through gritted teeth, and Jerome once again began to laugh hysterically, pointing once again to a cell a few doors down the hall.

Meanwhile, in Jonathan's cell, he was spending some quality time with Y/N, who had come and visit him as she said she would. Y/N was sitting next to him on the bed with a photo album between them, flicking through the photos that she took of them with her polaroid from the previous visits.

Jonathan looked up at Y/N, who was smiling at the photos and when she met his gaze, he timidly met her lips with a soft kiss. Although the peace was shattered by the sound of a gun being cocked and a shout blasting through the hall.

"Get away from my daughter!" They quickly pulled apart and looked at Jim with eyes of surprise and fear.

"Dad!?"

Y/N couldn't believe it.

"Y/N, we are leaving. Now!" Jim said, his gun trained on Jonathan.

"Dad! Put the gun down!" Y/N demanded, eyes wide in fear.

He ignored her, glaring at Jonathan, who sat scared on the bed, staring at the gun.

Y/N glared and growled, getting up and stepping in front of Jonathan. The gun now trained on her. Jim lowered the gun, glaring at his daughter.

"We are leaving." He quickly growled, his voice deep.

He put away his gun and grabbed Y/N's arm, bringing her towards the cell door. A few photos from the album flew from the pages, hitting the floor. Y/N held the book tighter and looked up to her father, and glared.

Bringing Y/N out of the cell room, Jim slammed the iron-barred door shut, continuously glaring at Jonathan.

"Dad, please." She begged with tears in her eyes.

"No, Y/N. He has a sick mind, and spending time with him would only taint yours too." Jim said, turning to his daughter.

"Now, we are leaving." He spoke, grabbing her arm, trying to pull her away and to the exit.

Y/N resisted and turned to Jonathan, a few tears cascading down her face.

"When you get out, find me. I love you." She mouthed, before letting her father pull her away.

Back at Jonathan's cell, he slowly got onto the floor and picked up the few photos, and neatly stacked them in his hands. Getting back on the bed, he raked a hand through his hair, looking at them one by one.

#jonathan crane #cute #fluff #angst #gotham #dc universe #jim gordon #gotham tv #jonathan crane x reader #gordan reader #jonathan crane x female reader

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poppedrocksoda · 7 months

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Masterlist

Series

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Ch. One

Jerome V. x Reader x Jeremiah V. y/n was an only child. She's rather shy and often clings to her mom. The only friends she had were the Valeska twins. When her mom was out working, she'd follow the twins like a lost puppy. After Jeremiah ran away, y/n and Jerome tightened their grip on each other. Their relationship and love for each other were genuine, but it was based on the fear of being alone and abandonment. It was at least for y/n. Her fiance has gone mad and become a monster in her eyes. Yet she can't bring herself to let him go. All she can do is try to get him back to Arkham because he won't let her be an observer any longer.

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makethiscanon · 1 year

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Current request status: closed

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Inbox game status: open

Current game: Send a single '🌸' + any character name (+ fandom if it's not obvious), and I'll give you one headcanon for them. Limited to one headcanon per ask. The same character can be asked for more than once.

I can go in fandom-blind. Pick any character you like.

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Firstly, anyone new here please know I’m the slowest writer on this planet, with a feeble amount of motivation. When requesting, it’s better off to think of it as a suggestion, because unless I get inspired, there’s a high chance I won’t have the brain power to write your piece.

I work under a policy that every character is pansexual/panromantic, unless explicitly stated by the original creator that the character is not attracted to a specific orientation.

What I will write:

Reader-inserts only

Second-person, or third-person if requested

Headcanons, drabbles, blurbs, short stories, voice lines, match ups.

Any gender, but will default to fem! unless requested

Romance or platonic

Aro or Ace

Polyamory

Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Horror/Suspense

Minor injuries/blood

Alternate Universe (please specify)

The list isn't completely exclusive so if in doubt, hit me with what you've got.

I reserve the right to decline or ignore any requests that make me feel uncomfortable, and have no obligation to disclose reasons why.

What I won’t write:

NSFW / Taboo

Political

Hate speech

Cheating

Whump (Yandere is fine but won’t be graphic)

Real celebrities x reader

Young-coded characters romantically. E.g. Eri, Kota, Klee, Nahida, etc.

I can try writing for any character from the fandoms listed, but the characters below are the ones I’m more confident in. Those with an ‘ * ’ are the characters I’m most confident writing.

Arcane:

Jayce || Viktor*

Silco

Demon Slayer:

Akaza* || Douma || Enmu || Gyutaro*

Inosuke || Nezuko

Rengoku || Sanemi

Dr Stone

Senku || Taiju

Tsukasa || Ukyo || Yo

Chrome || Kinro

Final Fantasy

7: Reno || Vincent || Genesis || Zack

13: Hope || Snow || Caius || Noel

Genshin Impact:

Arataki Itto || Cyno || Thoma || Tighnari || Xiao || Zhongli

Childe || Scaramouche

Gotham (TV Series):

Oswald Cobblepot || Jerome Valeska || Victor Zsasz*

Kingdom Hearts:

Organization XIII members || Axel*

Sora || Riku || Hayner

The Maze Runner:

Gally* || Newt || Frypan || Minho || Alby

Vince

My Hero Academia:

Class 1-A [Any] || Bakugou Katsuki* || Ojiro Mashirao*

Amajiki Tamaki || Kaibara Sen || Monoma Neito || Shindou Yo || Shinsou Hitoshi || Togata Mirio || Yorarashi Inasa

Chisaki Kai [Overhaul] || Dabi || Spinner || Toga Himiko || Twice

Fatgum || Pro Hero: Manual

Obey Me:

Mammon || Lucifer || Beelzebub || Asmo

Simeon || Solomon || Raphael

Tales of Arcadia:

Douxie Casperan || Krel Tarron*

Nari || Skrael || Strickler || Tronos

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[WRITING MASTERLIST]

#writing masterlist #writing masterpost #requests #writing #rules #fanfiction #reader insert #bnha #toa #tmr #kny #kh #x you #x yn

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c5634 · 2 years

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Laughing-part 1

Jerome Valeska x reader

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She sat in darkness ripping out her hair as she broke out into uncontrolled laughter as she sobbed.

Everything was taken from her.

Her parents, her siblings, her boyfriend, her unborn child and her sanity.

It was burning as she choked on her own emotions.

She let out a piercing scream as she hugged her knees as she begged to stop laughing.

She clawed at her throat but the skin wouldn't tear.

The guards watched her laughing as she begged for death.

She fell to the floor and sobbed on the cold concrete.

She had never felt a pain such as this and what made her skin crawl is that it would never stop.

She sat in her cell after months of refusing to eat or drink.

She hoped taking her meds without food or water would kill her but it only made her sick.

She looked around in complete darkness as her door opened showing a guard as she shielded her eyes.

She looked at her as he grabbed her.

"Where are you taking me?" she said gathering enough strength to walk by herself.

"To the reck room, your therapist recommended you talk to others that aren't the voices in your head," he said with venom laced in his voice.

"Wait what?

No, please can I go back to my cell" said Prim.

The officer didn't respond as he dragged her into the reck room.

She looked at him with hate in her eyes before looking at the inmates.

She walked to a table and sat down before laying her head on her arms falling asleep slightly.

She wasn't protected but she had a history of killing inmates that annoyed her or made her go into a laughing fit which caused the inmates to back off except one.

"Move, this is my table bitch" said Barbra the new inmate.

"It's a table, technically it's the governments," said Prim in a soft voice.

"Do you know who I am?" said Barbra.

She looked at him "Go to the guys eyeing you like your a piece of meat and leave me alone" said Prim.

"No, im just going to sit here and you are going to move," said Barbra sitting down.

"Why?

What would you do to make me?" said Prim.

"I killed my parents what have you done?" said Barbra trying to threaten her.

"I've killed 100 people in three years, please leave me alone," she said coughing as she felt a laughing fit in her lungs.

Barbara looked at her in shock "Your lying" said Barbra getting up.

"Maybe?

Do you feel lucky enough to guess?" said Prim holding her throat.

Suddenly Barbra slapped her causing the whole room to look at them as she started laughing.

Barbara looked at her as she started crying.

"Wow, cool act.

Are you two related or something?" said Barbra looking at Jerome.

Suddenly guards ran to them restraining Barbra as a guard went at Prim with a needle.

"P-Please nn-no" stuttered Prim as she struggled to talk as the laughing got worse.

Suddenly the needle went into her back as the guard help her head against the table.

Prim cried out as she suddenly faded into a shell of a perfect as she laid there frozen.

Barbra looked at her as she was let go.

Days passed as the Maniax lived in Theo's penthouse.

Theo sat on his bed as he watched Prim sleep from heavy sedatives he injected into her body after she was brought to his penthouse.

The laughing fits she had caused her so much pain.

It chipped parts of her until only her bones remained.

Suddenly Jerome came in after Tabitha told him Theo needed a word with him.

"You wanted me boss," said Jerome smiling in the doorway.

"This girl, I want you to be her friend through this.

She lost her entire family and keeps having these horrific laughing fits that trigger randomly or with violence" said Theo.

"Yes sir," said Jerome saluting.

"I will need to give her pills she was on in Arkham and I know she hated taking them so I need you to help her build a tolerance until she is back to normal.

You will also be eating together as she has a building eating disorder" said Theo.

"Yes sir," said Jerome.

"Thank you Jerome" said Theo.

This was the beginning of their crazy story.

#jerome valeska #gotham #arkham asylum #short one shot #maturity #mature #laughingfit #insane

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your-nanas-house · 2 years

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k so i just had an idea, what if there was like an addams family au where jerome is like gomez reader is like morticia and so o, what would you think about writing that?

Uuh sounds very fun and interesting 😌 here it is, sorry if it took me so long.

The Valeska family

Pairing: Jerome Valeska X Reader; Jerome Valeska & Valeska family

Warnings: Addams family AU, violence, torturing, weapons, weird hobbies, fluff

Words: 452

Summary: in the request

Note: Sorry for the mistakes and the English.

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A puff of smoke from the cigar that had been lit a few minutes earlier escaped Jerome's scarred lips as he admired how his beautiful wife cut the red roses holding only the thorny stems, reflecting on how he had managed to marry such a perfect woman and capture her heart to create a family with time.

His hazel eyes shifted thoughtfully to his daughter 'Chelsea' the second born, daddy's little angel, always busy creating new weapons trying to seriously injure or kill her older brother Junior, her hobbies were raising poisonous spiders and dancing, she was a dancer; a proud sigh escaped Jerome's lips along with the cigar smoke shifting his gaze once more to his eldest son 'Jerome Junior' called by the family only Junior, he didn't always use the family manners but there was still a bit of Valeska DNA in him, his hobby was collecting road signs, happily watching on TV when cars collided right on the spot where he had picked up his new room decoration.

His hazel eyes shifted back to his beloved wife watching as she held in her arms their third child the little 'Corbin' an identical copy of his father, they were two peas in a pod and like his father he too was looking for violent entertainment that would make him laugh like Uncle Jeremiah's falls every time he entered their home, caused by the constant pranks Jerome made.

Ginger was grateful for the family he had and even more grateful for his wife, he liked to remind him of this each time by grabbing her hand to kiss it and run his kisses all the way down her arm before reaching her neck just as he did at that moment "Oh my doll" he whispered meowing softly causing Y/n to hint at a smile as he turned around brushing his lips and leaving their children for a while with his mother 'Grandmama' a witch who would appear in their lives sometimes and take care of their children when they wanted time alone.

When Grandmama couldn't there was Carl who followed them, responding immediately as soon as they called him with the bell, a very good butler sometimes even if you have to remind him of certain things.

To complete the family of course it took a pet, none other than Sheba II the second snake taken from them who was very reminiscent of the snake Jerome had grown up with, it was always free, crawling around the house and Chelsea trying to get Corbin to eat from it.

Their family was chaotic and violent, with unusual hobbies, but they were perfect and love, their love, was all over the house.

Taglist:

@gabile18 , @mrsfullbuster500 , @trainer--taylor , @elizamalfoyy, @eovjjj , @animefan3223 , @jeremiah-va1eska , @gothamchic16, @rabbiteggz , @dieg0brandos-wife , @rottenecstasy , @lazyexcuse , @teh-vampire-bunny , @lobotomy-lover

#gotham #gotham tv #gotham x reader #jerome valeska #jerome valeska x you #jerome valeska x reader #jerome x reader #jeremiah valeska #jeremiah x reader #jeremiah valeska x reader #addams family au

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