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amomentsescape · 19 days

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hey there!! just starting reading your content and my god it’s AMAZING. i understand requests are closed right now, but i have a little idea for when they open back up? maybe an after spray (post spray, whatever people call it 😭) jeremiah getting sick with a cold headcanons or an actual sick fic? like perhaps the reader finding it so different because they aren’t really used to seeing him all sneezy, feverish and just overall under the weather? i imagine jeremiah would still keep up his looks whilst being ill, because well.. it’s jeremiah. but the reader can’t really take it seriously seeing him just being himself then two seconds later thinking he’s hiding the fact he’s blowing his nose into his handkerchief when everyone is literally watching him do so. this is just a cool bit of inspo whenever your requests open back up but keep doing what you’re doing! your writing is fucking SICK!! <33

Jeremiah Being Sick

Post-Spray! Jeremiah Valeska x Reader

A/N: Thank you so so much!!!

Out of the thousands of people that know Jeremiah's name, you were the one that got to see him at his most vulnerable

And even during those specific moments, he had a tough time letting his guard down

So it was really no surprise that even when he was physically weak, nobody would be able to tell

Well, besides you

In the dead of night when he thought you were sleeping, you could hear his fitful coughs and groans of frustration

You could see a few drops of sweat make their way down his face while riding with him in a hidden car throughout the city

And you could feel how clammy his hands were whenever they touched your arm while guiding you around

Even his voice had a slight roughness to it that you weren't used to

He was sick, but there was no way he was ever going to admit that

And this lack of vulnerability only caused his symptoms to worsen

A cold wasn't going to get better when you weren't properly resting and were still acting like your body was fine

It was odd to see Jeremiah stand before hundreds of people, threatening their lives and terrifying them one moment

Only to be quickly hiding himself away in an alley, letting out a wheezing cough and blowing his nose the next

He may have known that you knew what was going on at this point, but if he did, he didn't seem to care

When you two were alone, you found him locking himself in his office more than usual

You figured it was because he didn't want to risk getting you sick

But it was also the fact that he didn't want you to see him so uncomfortable

You did notice that he was a little more cuddly than normal though, pulling you close to him when he finally decided to come to bed

It was after almost two weeks of this behavior that you finally snapped

If he wasn't going to take care of himself and ask for rest, then you were going to force it

You began sneaking cough drops and lozenges in his pockets

He definitely noticed they were there, but he was too prideful to mention anything to you

But you could have sworn you smelt menthol on his breath a few times

You also began laying out extra handkerchiefs by his suits every night so he'd see them in the morning

And whenever he locked himself in his office, he was always met by a gentle knock and a tray of tea outside his door

You knew he'd never give up his old habits, so these small actions seemed like the best way to let him know you wanted to help him feel better

Jeremiah slowly started to accept these changes too

He began to come to bed earlier each night

And he would regularly join you in a warm bath most days whenever he had the time

You could tell he was finally feeling better within a week

Jeremiah isn't really one for words of affirmation or even saying "thank you" for something

So you weren't expecting anything in return

You did notice a gentle smile pull at his lips whenever you asked how he was feeling however

It was only a couple weeks later when you got home to see a brand new outfit and a happy Jeremiah waiting for you that you knew he was thankful

Sirens rang out in the background as he explained he set up a few "inconveniences" for the GCPD so he could take you out for the night

He gave you a big kiss as an explosion sounded throughout the city just a few blocks down

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frost-queen · 1 year

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No need for questions (Reader!Wayne x Jeremiah Valeska)

Requested by: anon, Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @merlin-dahlia, @alex–awesome–22, @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly@denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco, @subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr, @swampthing07

Summary: Reader is a psychiatrist meeting Jeremiah in Arkham. For some reason she is the first to stick around despite being startled much during your first session. You find out you have lot's of things in common with him where you eventually kiss once during a session. Unable to stop thinking about the kiss, it keeps happening till your brother Bruce sees it and infuriates him.

The loud buzzing alarm startled you for a second. A gentle nudge in your back, pushing you forwards. One of the guards moving from behind you, heading for the door. The keys jiggling against one another as he revealed them. – “Don’t feel discouraged Misses Wayne if things turn out differently.” – he spoke, looking briefly your way. You straightened your back, pressing your folder closer to your chest.

“You are not the first psychiatrists to have a go at the mad man.” – he turned back, setting the key in the hole, giving it a hard twist. He pulled a bar aside, thumping loud against the metallic door. With a loud creak, he opened the door giving you a faint view of inside the room. The guard stepped aside, offering you to go. You stepped up to him, waiting hesitantly in the door opening. – “No shame in running away, Wayne. Just say the word and I’ll shut the door once more.” – he suggested while you took a deep breath.

“No!” – you said clearly, startling him. Staring fiercely in front of you. – “I do not back away.” – picking up all your courage you entered the appointed room in Arkham. The door shutting heavily behind you. A clear sense of entrapment in your head. You heard the jingle of cuffs with the creaking of a chair. – “Well, well.” – he spoke leaning closer as his face came into the light. It made you swallow nervously trying to hide it. – “A new puppy I see.” – he continued, curling up a devious smile.

He barked in your direction, making you jump out of your skin. Your reaction only giving him more pleasure. Chuckling loud, he leaned back in his chair, face casted with a shadow. You recollected your courage, setting your expression neutral. – “May I sit?” – you asked gesturing at the chair. Valeska opening his hands for you to do as you please. The chair scraped back as you came sitting down. Jeremiah leaning forwards again. – “Afraid I’ll bite?” – he questioned seeing how far you sat from the table.

Jeremiah bit your way, finding himself amusing. Swallowing nervously, you tried for it to not affect you. You shoved your chair closer to the table. – “Better?” – you asked him with a quirked up eyebrow. Jeremiah inhaled loud through his nose, moving back on his chair. He patted his thigh with a smirk. – “If you wish it has the best seat in the house.” – he pointed out, asking you bluntly to come sit on his lap. You smiled politely back at him.

“Let us settle like this first.” – you told him. Jeremiah didn’t comment on it. Taking a deep breath, you set your folder down on your lap. – “Mister Valeska. My name is Y/n Wayne, and I shall be your psychiatrist for today…” – you informed him. Jeremiah shot awake, grabbing the bar where his hands were cuffed onto tight. – “Did you say Wayne? As In Brucey Wayne? Gotham’s richest orphan kid?” – he called out with such delight; it frightened you a bit.

“Does it matter?” – you asked him barely giving him any attention. He chuckled humorously. – “Oh it sure does doll.” – he answered happy beyond himself. You quirked your eyebrow up when he slid his cuffed hand closer to your side of the table. – “You see.” – he started sitting casually in the chair. – “Brucey and I are somewhat best of friends.” – he informed you. – “I doubt that.” – you responded plainly. Jeremiah tilted his head to the side. Eyeing you hungerly. – “Don’t be saddened I’m sure we can become best friends too.” – he set his elbow on the table, holding a finger up.

“But do know Brucey will always be number one. You mustn’t be sad about it” – he spoke out with pouty lips. It made you roll your eyes with a loud scoff. – “Shall we begin our session?” – you suggested, cutting off the approaching conversation before it could begin. Jeremiah furrowed his brows. – “Cousin?” – he said out loud, pointing at you. It made you frown figuring out what he was trying to do till it suddenly became clear. He was trying to guess what relation you might have to Bruce.

“Aunt? No, not aunt you’d be too young and hot for that.” – he said to himself, letting his finger brush over his lips. – “Mister Valeska may I please.” – you asked. He shushed you loud with a wave of his hand, startling you. – “What is it?” – he annoyingly asked himself, tapping his fist against his forehead. You sighed deep knowing you weren’t going to make any progress like that. – “Sister, can we continue now?” – you let him know.

Jeremiah clapped his hands loudly together. – “Sister!” – he exclaimed. Clearing you throat, you hoped to bring him back to the subject. – “Mister Valeska?” – you addressed him. – “If you are done being as happy as a five year old given candy, can we continue?” – he quirked his eyebrow up at you and your reference. He turned jumpy towards you, setting his hand under his chin. – “I’m all ears Wayne or should I call you Dr. Wayne?” – he snickered, shoulders shuddering along.

Exhaling loud you knew you were going to get no where with him today. – “Alright Mister Valeska.” – you told him, closing your folder on your lap. – “Jeremiah.” – he insisted, staring your way. – “Mister Valeska.” – you pressured on wanting to keep it professional. – “Jeremiah! Dr. Wayne, Jeremiah!” – he slammed his hands loud on the table, startling you once again. You had lost count at how many times you had been startled by him now.

Hating yourself for breaking professionalism with him, you had no choice. Jeremiah Valeska was unlike any other psychiatric patient. – “Jeremiah!” – you said clearly bothered. – “We don’t have to talk.” – you informed him. Jeremiah furrowing his brows. – “We can simply sit here in silence if you do not wish to co-operate.”

He puffed loud. – “I don’t mind. I’m getting paid anyways so if I talk or remain silent it doesn’t change anything.” – you twitched your eyebrow up with a sarcastic smile. Jeremiah chuckling all of the sudden. – “You wouldn’t be able to resist my charm.” – he said to you. – “We’ll see about that.” – you answered.

The familiar buzzing alarm went off again. Watching the guard open the doors once more for you. He gave you a respected nod before you entered. He was very much surprised when you left the first session in one piece and when the demand of Valeska got send in to see you again. It surprised them as you were the first psychiatrist Valeska demanded to see again. They had no idea how you did it, but whatever worked for them.

It was getting exhausted to stay on the look-out for new psychiatrist to send his way. As usual sat Jeremiah already down, handcuffed to the table. – “Dr. Wayne.” – he exclaimed happily, moving his hands up to you. You waiting for the door to close behind you before approaching him. Jeremiah furrowing his brows as you didn’t come sitting down as usual. – “I thought we could start our session with something new.” – you explained coming to stand near him at his side of the table.

You started taking out photo’s from your folder, placing them in front of him. Jeremiah looked briefly at the photo’s before his gaze went towards you. Your eyes widened suddenly he came sniffing you. Groaning in pleasure as his eyes almost rolled back. – “Done specially for me?” – he questioned looking all innocent. – “If you say so Jeremiah.” – you answered, placing another photo down. Jeremiah smirked moving his left cuffed hand closer to the bar, giving his right cuffed hand more reach.

You gasped when you felt his hand on your thigh. Rubbing swiftly up your waist to your back. Grunting loud he pulled at you. You fell down on his lap, feet flopping up. – “Much better.” – he mumbled, keeping his hand on your inner thigh. – “Jeremiah!” – you called out, struggling to get back up. The friction your bottom was giving on his lap only making him smile more. – “Let me go! What are you doing?” – you called out as he kept pressing his hand down on your thigh to keep you in place.

“Enjoying the show.” – he responded. Tensing your jaw, you started using your hands to push yourself off him. Jeremiah removing his hand from your thigh to come and grab at your hands. – “Jeremiah!” – you called out. – “Y/n!” – he answered amusingly to mock your pleads. He moved his legs apart making you shift down in your position. Jeremiah holding your hand, your back caught by his arm. Him smiling cunningly down at you.

It made you swallow nervously at how close he was to you. So close you could see the color changes in his eyes. – “We both know you want this.” – he whispered to you, letting go of your hand to slide his hand up your cheek. Suddenly flustered, you shuddered at his touch. Heart beating loud against your chest. Did you want this? Jeremiah didn’t gave you much time to think, tilting your chin up by his finger.

Pressing his lips gently onto yours. Heart beating even faster as a sensation in your brain was released. You straightened yourself, coming to sit better on his lap. Moving your hand to his neck, kissing him roughly back. Hearing him hum loud against your lips made you grab for him rougher. Maybe this was what you wanted. Suddenly aware of what you were doing, you pulled away.

Getting off his lap. Staring in shock at him, finger gently touching kissed lips. – “Why’d you pull away Y/n? I’m up for a round two.” – Jeremiah said as you couldn’t tell if he was playing around with you or sincere. The last few sessions you had noticed how much you had in common with him. Except for the insanity of murdering people.

The cuffs jingled against the bar when he pleadingly moved his hands to you. – “Please… I want more…” – he begged. – “I want you Dr. Wayne.” – clearing your throat, you moved around the table to sit down. – “I have placed some photo’s for you Jeremiah.” – you spoke making him roll his eyes at how formal you were acting.

Jeremiah smirked, wiping his hands over the table, sending the photo’s flying. – “Oops.” – he said innocently with a chuckle. You exhaled deep, leaning back in your chair. – “Shall… shall we pick up where we left off.” – you suggested. Jeremiah came setting his elbows on the table, hands under his chin. – “The kiss.” – he spoke. – “Your past.” – you cut through. He puffed loud not interested in speaking about that.

Licking your lips you couldn’t deny how his lips have contaminated yours. His alluring eyes making it harder for you to concentrate on anything but the kiss that had happened. – “Let’s continue to talk about your past.” – you told him. Jeremiah crossed his arms. – “I’ll maybe do so if you kiss me Y/n.” – he made clear. Despite wanting to just keep the conversation going you got up anyways. Coming to sit at the edge of his side of the table. – “Good girl.” – Jeremiah mumbled setting his hand on your thigh.

“I won’t speak till you kiss me Dr. Wayne.” – he pushed on making you lean down. He smiled, touching your chin relieved to feel your lips on his once more. You pulled away flustered. – “Now…” – you started, Jeremiah swaying his finger. – “No, no.” – he responded bringing you closer for another kiss. – “You are my favorite Wayne.” – he whispered lips released briefly from yours. – “No longer Bruce?” – you answered smiling against his lips. He commented on your answer by kissing you forcefully.

You barely heard the voice on the intercom that announced your brother was visiting. The door opened as Bruce entered. – “Y/n!” – he called out loud, startling the both of you. – “Bruce!” – you responded jumping up. Jeremiah chuckling as he waved amusingly at Bruce. – “Hello Brucey.” – he said. Bruce ignored Jeremiah looking with disgust and anger at you. – “What were you doing?” – he shouted. – “I…I…I…was…” – you blurted out unable to find the right words. – “Kissing Brucey.” – Jeremiah answered making you shoot a glare at him.

He was most definitely not helping. Bruce clenched his hand, glaring at Jeremiah. He grabbed you roughly by the arm, pulling you behind him. – “You stay the hell away from her!” – he made clear. Jeremiah pouting his lips. – “Are you sad you are no longer my favorite?” – Jeremiah teased getting under his skin. Bruce tensed his jaw, tightening his grip around your wrist. – “What game are you playing?” – he wanted to know. Looking then over his shoulder to you.

“And for you to fall into his trap. I thought you were smarter sister.” – his words made you look shameful away. Jeremiah punched his hands loudly in the table, getting his attention. – “The game Brucey is that I am deeply affected by your sister.” – he let him know. – “Liar!” – Bruce yelled as you had to hold him back. – “Don’t be so rude… brother-in-law.” – he laughed out, upsetting Bruce more.

“Bruce, Bruce please!” – you called out, keeping him away from Jeremiah. He puffed out of breath, pointing sternly at Jeremiah. – “This is the last time you’ll see her. I’ll make sure of it!” – he said in anger. Jeremiah laughing maniacally when Bruce started dragging you with him. – “These bars won’t hold me. I’ll see you soon my dearest love!” – he called out as Bruce dragged you through the hallway, having left the door open.

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gothicknightz · 1 year

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mandatory brunch meeting — jerome valeska

MANDATORY BRUNCH MEETING. | Jerome Valeska.

NOTES: possible part 2? 3rd person, reader is female

WARNINGS: pet names.

After Jerome, Jervis, and Jonathan all subsequently caused chaos after their breakout of Arkham, each one had been mumbling about the future plan led on by none other than Jerome himself.

Hours and hours Jerome would hype himself up and scatter around the huge mansion as he concocted an idea alongside Crane and Tetch.

When the day did finally arrive for the Legion of Horribles to gather around for a meeting, she nonetheless was left out of it for safety reasons.

That was, until she heard a very scratchy voice yell.

“Use the tongs, Carl!”

Knowing that it was her boyfriend's voice, she got up, and made her way to the dining room, where Jerome was the last one to notice her arrival.

She sauntered up to him, placing her hands on his shoulders and leaned in close. “So I heard someone making big boy plans without me, hm?”

Jerome chuckled, “Ah, dollface. Ya figured me out, haven't you?” He turned his head to look at her, inhaling her scent as if it were the last time he would. “I'll fill you in later. For now, you should get ready. I've got a big day planned for ya, princess.”

She tutted, a small smile on her face, before getting back up. Humming, she gently scratched the top of Jerome's head, knowing he loved how it felt. “Is that so?” She kissed the back of his head, “Then I'll be waiting, my little ginger menace.”

As she walked back, his eyes were glued on her, a look of endless infatuation deep within his eyes. He had to tear himself away before clearing his throat. “Alright, cronies, back to where we left off...”

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shiftingimagines · 2 years

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Imagine trying to teach Jerome how to drive

•You most definitely weren’t looking forward to this day, but Jerome wouldn’t stop bothering you.

•There was clearly a reason Jerome hadn’t got his license yet! He’s terrible at driving.

•Jerome definitely won’t wear his seatbelt, even with the seatbelt alarm going off.

• “Jerome put your seatbelt on!” He just acts like he can’t hear you.

•I can definitely see Jerome just doing wheelies around the parking lot, Jerome almost flipping the car over multiple times, you begging him to stop, and him continuing on.

•Once you get Jerome on the road…

• “Slow down! Breaks! HIT THE BREAKS!”

•Jerome definitely is a tailgater. “Jerome you need to give him space!”

• (Side note Jerome definitely has a bumper sticker on his car that says: “If you’re going to ride my ass, at least pull my hair” 🙄

•Jerome likes to speed. The speed limit is just a suggestion.

•And oh my Jerome has serious road rage.

• “Did you see that Y/n! He just cut me off! I’m going to kill him!”

•Jerome wouldn’t definitely follow them, and point his gun at them. You’d have to beg Jerome to stop because he was going to kill all of you.

•You’d have to turn off the radio because Jerome won’t stop changing the station. “Just pick a song Jerome!”

•Jerome also has an ironic license plate like “HAHA” or “R3DH0T” or “SP1CY” “CLTJRM”

•You’d also have to throw Jerome’s phone in the back seat, because that boy will not keep his eyes on the road texting and driving. (Mostly sending death threats to Jeremiah off of an blocked number. Or sending love messages to Bruce.)

•Jerome does not dodge potholes.

•You know Jerome has all of his windows tinted as dark as possible.

•But at the end Jerome gets his license! (He may or may not have threatened everyone in the dmv, and forced them to give him his license) but in Jerome’s eyes you helped him get it, and he couldn’t be more great-full to you.

•You better have insurance

•And god help anyone who comes across Jerome, and his road rage.

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batman-dc-imagines · 2 months

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This idea came to me while eating lunch and watching this movie.

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bejeweledraven · 10 months

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call it what you want

All the drama queens taking swings All the jokers dressin' up as kings They fade to nothin' when I look at him

relationship headcanons with the gotham villains

parrings: oswald cobblepot x gn!reader, ed nygma x gn!reader, victor zsasz x gn!reader, jerome valeska x gn!reader, jeremiah valeska x gn!reader

genre: fluff, slight angst

warnings: mentions of criminal activity, mentions of toxic and unhealthy behaviors in romantic relationships/mentions of unhealthy relationships

requested?: yes

request: anon: can i request general relationship hc with oswald cobblepot, ed nygma, victor zsasz, jerome valeska and jeremiah valeska with a gn reader

song prompt: call it what you want by taylor swift

word count: 1392

oswald cobblepot:

first and foremost his love language is 100% gift giving

it would be both subtle and dramatic

subtle, because he would never ask directly; he'd listen

was there something you were talking about currently? or maybe something you've wanted forever? he would pick up on the slightest mention of it

but like i said, it would also be dramatic

an artist you've been listening to lately? he'll make sure you have every possible record on vinyl and cd, concert tickets, merch

a car that you've dreamed of for years? in your driveway, with every possible upgrade

growing up he didn't have much, so he wanted to make sure someone that he cares about never feels like that

although he's not really the one for physical intimacy, there are some small gestures he really loves

great example are forehead kisses - long evenings after tiring days, right by the fire places

he might not be huge with PDA, but everyone knows that you're involved with each other, making you untouchable

and when i say everyone, i mean everyone; his enemies, his allies, his staff

his worst fear is someone hurting you to hurt him; makes him extremely protective, making sure you're safe 24/7

your relationship is the definition of "private, but not secret"

ed nygma:

although the pre and post riddler ed might have fair share of differences when it comes to dating, there's definitely a lot of similarities

for example, for ed you're always the number one priority, not matter what

the pre-riddler ed would cancel any plans for you (not that he had loads of those anyways lol)

it would take one phone call from you for him to drop everything and meet you somewhere

if ed liked you, he would have the hardest time telling you; even if you were involved with someone else, he would be your shoulder to cry on, no matter how much it broke his heart

once you got together he would need regular reassuring of how much he means to you

would be a combination of his own insecurities and how highly he thinks of you

both before and after you start dating, you smiling in his direction would be enough to make his day

post-riddler is much more confident, cares significantly less of what people think of him

but even given all of his confidence, his old insecurities still get the best of him

he would get very jealous at times

whenever he would suspect you could have feelings for someone else (which is a conclusion he makes way too rapidly) he would feel like the awkward and practically invisible technician working at the police station all over again

takes a ton of reassuring to for him to seem confident again- because deep down he will always feel like that to an extent

being his partner means being his best friend- it's such a special connection

he relies on your support so so much

although it took him a while to learn to come to you with his issues, you're definitely the best support system he's ever had, and he makes sure you know how much that means to him

victor zsasz:

one word: TEASING

so so so much teasing

oddly enough, this might be the healthiest relationship on the list

he has an understanding of personal space and time

i mean don't get it wrong: he WILL show up unannounced in your living room in the middle of the night on a random tuesday, just chilling on the couch because "he missed you"

but if there is ever a situation where you tell him that you need space and time alone, he just respects it

he has a very laid back attitude towards you, but if the situation requires he will act very quick to protect you; whether you disapprove of his methods or not

even though like i said he gives you space and time if needed, he has his subtle ways of knowing whether you're staying safe and out of trouble

i can for sure see him with a fellow assassin, even, or maybe especially, working for a rival gang

business is business, and he doesn't see a reason why it should interfere with his personal life after work

and the constant competition is kind of fun and exciting to him, which is ironic, given the line of work

one time you were ordered by your bosses to take each other out, and for shits and giggles you even pretended to attempt it, but gave up easily just cause you couldn't take one another and this whole situation seriously

overall it's a very playful relationship of equal time teasing and strong sense of protection, on both sides

jerome valeska:

the best word to describe the relationship with this man is 'rollercoaster'

with the highest of highs and lowest of lows

good moments make you feel on top of the worlds and bad moments make your stomach drop

no two days are the same with this guy

no surprise that he is very obsessive

the second he saw you and was utterly and completely fixated on you and you only

it was obsession at first sight for sure (bonus points if you met at arkham)

and you can't really blame yourself, he was very charming

just something completely captivating about him

although his attention is all over the place, he would make sure to always have a good look at you, even with the corner of his eye

he just needs you around 24/7

the respect for personal space and time? yeah don't really count on that

at a certain point there's some sort of addiction formed, where you can't really function without him either

say what you want about jerome, but his energy is absolutely infectious and sometimes you just need someone who will make you feel like you're on top of the world

another thing about him is that his obsessive sense of protection mostly extends to guarding you from the GCPD, but not really to a basic sense of safety

he will take you with him to all of his most dangerous heists, because he doesn't want you 'missing out on all the fun'

he regularly finds places to break into in the middle of the night, like theme parks and big malls, and just goes CRAZY

he is there to make any absurd wish of yours come true

if during the time where everyone just assumed he was dead you moved on with your life and god forbid found happiness with someone else- he is changing that the second he's back

jeremiah valeska:

the jeremiah before the transformation was paranoid about absolutely everything

including your safety, mostly because of jerome

his childhood made him put up this shield around him and it wasn't easy to let you into his life - but once he did he shielded you even more than he ever did for himself

if it was up to him, you'd never leave his super-secure home/facility, because he's that worried

and many times he's begged you do to so

out of sheer sense of protectiveness over you

but staying in a windowless bunker is not really easy for many people

and he knows that he can't really argue you on that, so all he has left is worrying until you're back

you always were back, and he had to fight the urge to beg you not to ever leave again

the post-transformation jeremiah is also insanely protective- with the added effect of more confidence is slight obsessiveness

his obsessiveness would be much more subtle than one that his brother displayed - jeremiah would just always know where you are and who you're with

he would go to actual insane measures to protect you; he'd burn entire cities if it meant keeping you safe

both before and after the transformation he's not really the best at communicating his feelings, but his way of making up for it is acts of service - subtle before transformation and less subtle after the transformation

oddly enough, he also became a lot more openly romantic than before, with grand, dramatic gestures

not that he wasn't romantic before; just in a lot more shy and delicate way

one thing never changed - how much keeping you safe meant to him

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i-smoke-chapstick · 2 months

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Hi! Plz may I request smth super smutty and likely weird with the Valeska twins and a dom reader? (Hell, make it poly if you want!😏😉 if not, separate is also fine🥰 ) I just love the thought of those two getting fucked senseless, they'd be so pretty 😘 maybe including but by no means limited to: pegging, slight mommy kink, edging, over stim, bondage... etc... and followed up by some really fluffy aftercare 🥰

As for a song, my brain keeps going back to Mz. Hyde by Halestorm. So that, I guess!

‘MZ. HYDE,

-GOTHAM!VALESKA TWINS X READER-

⋆ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ; The Valeska twins meet their match ;)

⋆ tags/warnings. GOTHAM!valeska twins x female reader. SMUT!!! wrote hcs ahh!! FemDom!reader, readers a brat tamer. THREESOME!! Bondage, pegging, overstimulation, mommy kink, and more!!! some incestous undertones on jerome’s part but not really. I love dom!reader sm <3 ty for this request gave me a random burst of motivation. Fluffy aftercare ofc <3 our boys need love !!! after getting their brains fucked out

♫ “I will gently violate your mind, before I tuck you in / my poison is your remedy.” Mz. Hyde by Halestorm

⋆ Taming these boys is hard, but boy is it worth it.

⋆ First and foremost, how you ever managed to get them to share you is a miracle. But, reader, you have the both of them wrapped around your finger.

⋆ They are both completely two different types of subs, but both brats in different ways. Jerome especially.

⋆ Starting off with Jerome, he practically feeds off everything you say. He vies for your attention so desperately, and your degradtion; for both him and his brother alike. Every word you say, he’s hanging off of. He’s so desperate to be punished, it’s hard to resist.

⋆ Jerome is definitely a lot more teasing. He’ll stretch out on the kingsized mattress in all his glory, preening like a cat, ready to be taken. His eyes light up in a crazed expectation, excitement filling him. His cock is throbbing at your words. Every single “You’re a sick fucking animal.” You utter to him while he writhes below you, he loves. He gets drunk on being degraded.

⋆ Speaking of which, he wants to be fucked like an animal in heat. If you two are fucking, he’ll want to grab your hips, whining loudly, trying to control your movements. You’ll have to slap his hands away, and he’ll pout and growl. If you’re pegging him, he’s grinning and giggling like a maniac, trying to spew out vague jokes and insults, only for you to shut him up with each thrust. When you hit that sweet spot inside of him, his eyes are rolling back, and he’s pausing in his speech- faltering under your touch.

⋆ He also loves watching you peg his brother; it’s thrilling for him to see his typically always-in-control brother who typically ruins his fun be shut up for once and just take it. He’ll laugh and point as he watches, 100% getting off on the degradation of his brother.

⋆ “How’s it feel, brother?” Jerome is taunting, palming his cock in his hand, making fun of Jeremiah. Jeremiah isn’t pleased in the slightest, but it’s hard to snarl something back when he’s getting his hole fucked deep and senseless.

⋆ I’ve mentioned before, Jerome never shuts up. So you’ll have to make him. Make that ginger CHOKE on your strap-on, shoving it down his throat. Watch him wildly gag and look up at you with big almost innocent eyes. His spit will dribble down onto the make-shift cock, making a sloppy mess of his mouth.

⋆ Jeremiah is much more composed, but also gets a kick out of finally seeing his brother shut the fuck up for once in his life.

⋆ Unlike Jerome, Jeremiah is much more hesitant to be dominated, pegged, or tied up. He’s a bit of a narcotic control freak- he’s spent his whole life trying to be in control, so it’s harder to get him to cave.

⋆ You’ll have to be more methodical in your approach. It will take awhile for him to to want to be pegged, so you start small- with slow and sopping blowjobs, feeling him trying to thread his hands through your hair. Everytime he reaches out for you, you’ll remove your lips from his cock, and his lip will curl with annoyance. At first he’ll be angry, constantly trying to give you commands, but it’s useless unless he wants to cum. By the end of it, you’ll have the man begging for your mouth back on his member, through raw tears from being edged hours on end.

⋆ Jeremiah will beg, and that level of submission will break him. From then on, he’ll trust you more, and realize his brother might be right- it is fun to let go. From then on, the two of them will practically worship you.

⋆ They are both big fans of being overstimulated. Jerome will be whining, rolling his head and eyes back, tongue out his mouth. You’ll watch his chest heave with each stroke, sticky cum staining your hand and sheets. Restraints holding him firmly in place. Jeremiah will be murmuring senseless pleads for you to stop, but when he cums over and over, he can hardly complain. He will thrust up into your hand, trying desperately to pull against the ropes around his wrists and legs.

⋆ Jerome has more of a mommy kink then Jeremiah does; and it’s a sore subject for him. It slips out randomly during one of your sexcapades, and Jeremiah will look at him incredulously before laughing. It’s his turn to taunt Jerome now. THIS will get under Jerome’s skin, and he’ll go red in the face, lip trembling while he struggles not to cum right then and there from the sheer humilation.

⋆ In terms of aftercare, PLEASE take care of these boys. Jerome will be overtly clingy, and Jeremiah overtly embarrassed. Jeremiah will insist he takes a shower first, and Jerome will be glad to have your sole attention in the mean time.

⋆ Both of them aren’t used to being taken care of. And both of them feel infinitely grateful. When I say they would do anything for you, I mean anything. Que Jeremiah watching you clean him up, looking at you like your the only pure thing in the world from lidded eyes. Jerome is equally as intrigued, never being treated with a soft touch before you.

⋆ Expect playful banter by the time you clean them up, mostly from Jerome. You’ll be cuddled up together in the sheets, Jerome’s head laying on your thighs, and Jeremiah’s head laid between your breasts.

⋆ “So…Y/N, which one of us has the bigger dick?”

⋆ “You two are literally identical, Jerome.”

⋆ “She just doesn’t want to hurt your feelings. It’s obviously me.” Jeremiah will snidely chime, small smirk on his face.

⋆ The sibling rivalry continues to persist, Jerome sticking his tongue out at him and blowing a raspberry on your thighs, which tickles.

⋆ Like I said, you have these two boys wrapped around your finger.

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maweallgotohell · 9 months

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Jerome Valeska - Brother's Assistant pt.1

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pairing: Jerome Valeska x fem! reader

warnings: none

summary: Jerome locates Jeremiahs residence and decides to pay his brother a visit - to kill him. But when the door opens, he is met with the prettiest and kindest woman he has ever seen. But how will Jeremiah react, especially when it turns out, that Jerome has caught feelings for her, his assistant and best friend? And how will Jerome himself react in such a situation?

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He found him.

He searched for him for all these years and now he found him. His brother. And he wanted to kill him.

For all these years he made dozens of plans and figured out the best ways to spread fear and get his name all across Gotham so his brother would notice.

He wanted him to feel unsafe.

He wanted him to be afraid.

A few weeks ago he found out what name Jeremiah now went by and after knowing that it wasn't all too complicated to find him. Well yeah, he lived in a fuckin' bunker in the middle of the woods (fuckin' paranoid bitch), but with a name like his, it wasn't very difficult for Jerome to make out his location. Just threaten the right people and you're ready to go.

And there he stood. In front of his brother's labyrinth bunker. Was he nervous? Yeah. But he was determined to kill Jeremiah.

For the last few weeks, he tried to find a way to break into the bunker without being noticed, but there wasn't another entrance. Just the main one. And so he just... pressed the doorbell?

It was weird for him because it felt like a polite gesture. He felt like a brother, who wanted to visit his twin for dinner, while he was the "evil twin", who came to kill that son of a bitch, he had to call his brother.

* ring*

To his surprise, it wasn't his brother's face, that greeted him at the door, no. A beautiful young woman opened it swingingly, her silky (hair color) hair swaying with her movements. It was quite early in the morning, which was why she was still wearing her nightgown, the dark green silk hugging her curves perfectly and the lace gracefully accentuating her (skin color) skin. Her warm and welcoming smile greeted him like a cozy hug and he couldn't help but stare at her.

" Hello?", she asked, her voice sounding soft and gentle, as if she was an angel, that came down to earth just for him.

Her face changed and turned into a frightened one immediately as she recognized his features. She must've recognized him from the news or from stories his brother told her, he thought, but that wasn't the case. Not at all.

" Omg, Xander! What happened to your face?! Are you okay?! Are you hurt?!" She rushed directly towards him.

" Uhm, hello..? No, no Miss, I'm Jerome, Jeremiah's, uh, I mean Xanders' long lost twin brother.", he answered nervously.

Why did he stutter? And why did he lie? Well, it wasn't exactly a lie, but he wasn't honest either. How could the presence of a woman make him this nervous? He should've shot her right then and there. But he couldn't. She was too. .. breathtaking and.. . interesting to kill. He somehow knew she was different. He felt it.

Her expression softened and her smile found its way back onto her face. She hugged him as a greeting, which kinda took him by surprise.

" Omg hello!", she grinned. " I didn't know Xan had a twin. Glad to meet you! I'm YN." You held out your hand for him to shake.

...Xan?

You had a nickname for him? Was he your boyfriend? Jerome came to kill his brother, only to fall for his girlfriend? Wow. That was weird, even for him. And how could someone like Miah even pull a girl like you? Tf?

„ Nice, nice to meet you too YN.", was all he could bring himself to say.

" Xan will be so happy to hear that you're here and that you found him."

She grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the front door with her.

" Come in. Follow me.", she said as she closed the door behind them.

The sudden touch of hers took him by surprise as he stumbled after her into the building.

It was silent for a bit, only the sound of their footsteps against the concrete was to be heard.

Then Jerome found the courage to speak up.

" Sooo YN.. is "Xander" like.. you know... your boyfriend?" He found it so awkward to ask you that, whyever that was, but he just had to. He had to know that to contemplate, whether he had to kidnap or kill you if his brother really was your boyfriend.

She stopped in her tracks to turn around and look at him, only to burst out in laughter.

" Oh god, no.", you giggled. " I'm his assistant and we're like best friends. No romantic feelings between us, really. But I live here. We both needed someone to live with and we've worked together before since we met at St.Ignatius and became best friends there and later, roommates. And here we are."

He was relieved. You weren't with his brother. But were you single? He knew he was there for a different reason and definitely not to go all heart-eyed over his brother's best friend and assistant, but the question occupied his mind completely.

You stopped in front of a door and put your key card in front of the card reader.

" We're here.", you said. "This is the living room. Make yourself comfortable, Jerome. Do you want anything to drink?"

He nodded.

" Soo we have coffee, a few types of tea, water, hot chocolate or orange juice. What would you like?", you asked him with a genuine smile.

" Oh, uhm, coffee sounds amazing. Thank you."

You nodded.

"I'll be right back."

And with that, you turned around and left into the kitchen, which was right next to the living room.

" Xan should arrive here soon too btw. I think in half an hour or so. I'd be happy to have you stay here and accompany me while we wait for him. Only if that's fine for you, tho.", you smiled.

Jerome had always been able to accurately identify and define his feelings. He was also able to consider and assess them rationally. And right now, he felt something he never thought he could feel. Admiration and joyful excitement.

You could've told him to leave or come back when Jeremiah was home or given him an appointment to meet up with his brother. But you didn't. No, furthermore, you invited him to stay with you and said you would like him to accompany you. You weren't even a little bit scared of him, not even because of his "awful" features, which he found sometimes. No, you didn't do any of that. Instead, you were genuinely nice to him and treated him like everybody else, or rather special.

You made him feel wanted just by these small things you did and your naturally nice behavior, which was quite rare for him.

He thought he had, no, he was sure that he had developed a small crush on you. Even though it was unusual for him to trust someone that easily or feel drawn to someone, especially that fast, he wasn't afraid of it at all.

It felt like being near you lifted all the weight he carried off his shoulders without effort. And he wasn't scared to experience these new feelings, because he felt like they wouldn't do him bad at all. It was strange but exciting at the same time and he couldn't wait to learn more about you.

You two chatted a bit until you noticed that you hadn't informed Xan about your guest.

" Sorry, I hate to interrupt you, but I just noticed, that I haven't told Xan about you being here. Lemme just send him a message real quick."

He panicked immediately. What if Miah warned her about him and made her have a different view of him? I mean, sooner or later, Miah would come home and she would find out, who Jerome 'really' is, yeah. But he didn't want their nice little talk and their shared time to end so soon.

"Uhm, YN?", he spoke up, his voice rather quiet. The young woman looked from her phone, back up at him, a questioning expression on her face.

"Could you maybe not tell him I'm here?" His low voice now sounded rather hesitant. Your eyebrows furrowed a bit in astonishment.

"I...I wanted to surprise him. After all this time we haven't seen each other, you know?" He was surprised by himself. He said those words with such emotion, that even he himself would've believed that he missed his brother that much.

Her astonished expression settled again and gave way to a lovely smile.

"Oh yeah, sure! That's a very sweet idea. Xan will be so happy to see you", the young woman cheered.

Jerome exhaled in relief but then lowered his head as well as his voice.

"I doubt that. See, I wasn't always the best brother for him, you know. It may be that he doesn't want to see me at all, let alone talk to me or even have me here. Don't be disappointed then, YN. It's okay, really. I don't want to bother you two. Really, I don't."

He said that. And he sounded like he really missed his brother or felt sorry for the things he did.

Did he? No, very surely he did not. He came here o kill Miah, not to reunite with him and be like 'best buddies'.

But he didn't feel as if what he told the girl before was a lie. Because it wasn't.

The sad undertone in his voice was not a result of missing his brother so much, no. It was because he knew that when Miah returned, he would no longer be able to spend time with the beautiful young lady sitting across from him at that very moment, looking at him sympathetically.

She had changed everything for him in that short time. He had already heard that when you are in love, you no longer have control over what you feel and think. But he had never experienced it. Until this very moment.

No.

Until that moment when she opened the door for him.

" Jerome, please. How could someone, especially Xander, ever be that resentful."

He sighed.

He contemplated telling her the truth. That his brother built this whole bunker they're living in, just to protect them from him.

But he didn't.

Because he was... scared. This was the first time since he killed his mother that he was truly afraid of something.

He feared losing her. And it was more terrifying than anything else.

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While Jerome and YN chatted and got to know each other better, Jeremiah just then received a text from her.

> Hey Xan! You home soon? We have a surprise guest. C ya.<

At first, he thought of it as a normal text she would send him. Everything was fine.

But then it hit him like a crash.

Nobody knew where they lived. Nobody.

He panicked immediately and quickly got in his car, so he could be home as fast as possible. What if YN was in danger but didn't know yet? He could never forgive himself if something happened to her.

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word count: 1820

The first part of a new short series (probably gonna be 2 or 3 parts again). Hope y'all like it.

C ya

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sharksnshakes · 1 year

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Random Traits Gotham Villains Find Attractive! HC's

Love's hard to come by in Gotham City, but that doesn't mean people stop looking--even villains.

A/N; gotham has a special place in my heart and i'm making it everyone else's problem!! but yeah idk these are just my Hot Takes, hope y'all enjoy (gif via giphy)

Wordcount; 139

TW; none i can think of!

Jeremiah Valeska: innovation, craftiness, unpredictability, someone who knows what they want

Edward Nygma: self-awareness, spontaneity, the kind of person who gets up after being knocked down and will keep chasing their goals regardless of what's in their way

Jerome Valeska: grit, persistence, someone who has a unique worldview, like an artist who can see beauty in the mundane

Victor Zsasz: independence, somebody who's unapologetically themselves, isn't afraid to speak their mind, and isn't easily shaken

Jonathan Crane: introspectiveness, someone who's their own person first, the black sheep of a group

Jervis Tetch: individuality and open-mindedness, the kind of person who's a good listener and doesn't easily blend in with a crowd

Oswald Cobblepot: reliability, the friend who waits for you to finish tying their shoes while the rest of the group walks away, imagination

#gotham #gotham fox #gotham x reader #jeremiah valeska x reader #jerome valeska x reader #edward nygma x reader #victor zsasz x reader #jervis tetch x reader #oswald cobblepot x reader #jonathan crane x reader #gotham imagine #just some silly little guys with criminal records

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harleyvaleska19 · 3 months

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Old pic 🖤 🔥

Happy Sunday

#jerome valeska #cameron monaghan #gotham #cameron monaghan imagine #imagine jerome valeska #ian gallagher #imagine jeremiah valeska #shameless #cameron monaghan x reader #jeremiah valeska

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misfitgirlwrites · 2 months

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The Joker Masterlist

I feel like I have enough fics to make this its own separate post, and I'll add the link to the masterlist instead :)

Where else do I write?

Wattpad | Ao3 | Fanfic.net | Quotev

IMPORTANT LINKS

Writing Request Info | Commissions Info | General Masterlist

UPDATED 3/30/24

CW Guide

🔞 | Smut

💀 | Gore

✨️ | Fluff

💔 | Angst

THE JOKER (Heath Ledger)

We'll Laugh Together Masterlist

Til' Death Do Us Part Masterlist (Sequel)

Overprotective!Joker x Reader ✨️

Mistletoe ✨️

Don't Tell Me You're Jealous 🔞

Joker Having A Crush On You/How Would He React ✨️

NSFW Alphabet 🔞

Rainbow Hair ✨️

100 Degree Adventures 🔞

Clumsy Bunny ✨️ | x reader ver.

Ace 💀 ✨️ | x reader ver.

THE JOKER (Jared Leto) [I NO LONGER WRITE/TAKE REQUESTS FOR THIS CHARACTER]

Late Night Inconveniences 💀 ✨️

ARTHUR FLECK

Arthur Fleck/Joker Having A Crush On You/How Would He React ✨️

NSFW Alphabet 🔞

Deep Breaths 💔 ✨️

Arthur with a Touchy-Feely S/O ✨️

JEROME VALESKA

Rain 💔 ✨️ | Ice Cream (Part 2) 💔 ✨️

Speeding Ginger ✨️

Cart Rides & Samples ✨️

Let's Rob A Bank! ✨️

New Year's Destruction ✨️

Jerome with a Cheerful S/O ✨️

Just Picture Them with Their Heads Blown Off! ✨️ | x reader ver.

Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better (Valeska Twins) Part 1 | Part 2 🔞

Until We Meet Again ✨️ | x reader ver.

One More Time 🔞

Height Exceedment ✨️

JEREMIAH VALESKA

Death By Pleasure 🔞

Pre-Spray Jeremiah Having A Crush On You/How Would He React ✨️

You're Mine (Post-Spray Jeremiah) 🔞

Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better (Valeska Twins) Part 1 | Part 2 🔞

Dream Blurb ✨️

By now I've 100% put my focus on other fandoms, but any request for The Joker is welcome ALWAYS

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amomentsescape · 6 months

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"What the hell was that?!" an officer yelled.

Everyone in the department began to crowd around the windows, trying to see what was going on.

In the far distance, they could see a building up in flames, the smoke already permeating the clear blue sky.

"Get back, get back!" another officer yelled.

And soon enough, the front of the GCPD was in shambles. The smell of dust and fresh air began to wash over the rest of the building, everyone terrified at the sudden explosion.

Just as the smoke cleared Jeremiah stepped in with his followers, all of the officers reaching for their guns in an instant.

"Now that I have your attention..."

His eyes scanned the room.

"Where is my (Y/N)?"

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frost-queen · 1 year

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When the session begins (Reader x Jeremiah Valeska)

Requested by: anon, Forever tag: @missmelodramatic, @theletterhart, @alex--awesome--22, @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly, @denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco @idkwhatmyusernameis, @subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr

The click of your pen started the session. You lowered your clipboard. – “Mister Valeska.” – you began watching the criminal sit across from you. He was leaning back in his chair. Removing himself from the chair, he leaned forwards, hands folded on the table. – “Jeremiah.” – he said insisting on being addressed as. – “Of course.” – you muttered, crossing your legs. Jeremiah tilted his head to observe your posture. His gaze dropping down. – “How…” – you started ready to say your first question when he interrupted you.

“Doctor, so formal.” – he said. – “I rather use your name.” – a smile curled up, watching your reaction. It took you by surprise for a second. Smirking, he waited for your response. You set your clipboard on your leg, leaning up against the table. – “If that is what you prefer?” – you answered formal. Jeremiah chuckled, batting his gaze down. – “Good, Y/n.” – he spoke slow, making you wonder what went through his mind. What purpose of using your name would mean for him.

“May I?” – you asked wanting to start your session. You weren’t here for chitchatting, but to evaluate Jeremiah. He broke his hands apart, leaning back in his chair. An open gesture. – “How are you feeling today?” – you asked seeing him look bored away. – “Jeremiah.” – you addressed when he didn’t respond. He kept looking away, letting his gaze go to the wall. You sighed soft. – “We’ll be here a long time if you don’t answer my questions.”

Suddenly you saw him smirk. His posture leaning forwards, resting his chin on his knuckles. – “How was your day Y/n?” – he asked curious. You chuckled politely. – “Jeremiah, we are here for you, not for me.” – you answered with a stern stare. Him smiling cheeky at you, rocking his shoulders a bit. There was no getting anywhere with him. Clicking your pen, you ended the session. Jeremiah stared confused and panicky at you when you pushed your chair back. Getting up.

“I’ll see you for the next session then.” – you spoke, turning your posture away from him. It was time to show him who the boss was. – “Wait!” – Jeremiah called out, slamming his fists against the metallic table. You paused, hand hovering on the doorknob. Turning back around, you waited for him to crawl. Beg for you to stay, if not you would just leave. There was no way you were letting a criminal like him mess with your head. – “Yes?” – you asked with a scowl. Jeremiah grunted, hating he had to beg and play along with this ridiculous charade just to be away from those lunatics in Arkham.

“Good.” – he mumbled barely hearable for you. – “I’m sorry what was that?” – you tilted your head a bit to the side. Staring intrigued at him. – “I’m good.” – he repeated louder with clear annoyance. You couldn’t hide your little smile of victory. – “Shall we continue?” – you asked to be clear. Jeremiah gestured at your chair for you to sit. So you did, clicking your pen once more. – “So Jeremiah…” – looking down at your papers clipped on your clipboard. – “Any recent violent thoughts?”

His reaction made it clear he thought this was pointless. – “Let me guess, you’ll show me some pictures later and ask what my first thought is?” – he widened his eyes with delight. – “If that is what you prefer.” – you replied, not giving him much attention. His jaw tensed watching you scribble down on your papers, barely looking up to him. Something inside of him snapped, grabbing the side of the table. He jumped up, pushing it aside with all his might. A deep grunt escaping his mouth as the table crashed against the wall.

Startled, you stared shocked at him. Behind you went an alarm off. Two guards bursting in the room. They grabbed Jeremiah to maintain him. You watched as Jeremiah swayed his arms to get free. A loud laughter filling the room. Just what he wanted. You paying attention to him. – “Don’t be scared Y/n!” – he chuckled out as the guards dragged him away. Around you to where the door was to lock him back up. – “They can’t contain me!” – his laughter dying out in the hallway. Blinking rapidly, you needed a moment to process what just happened.

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You already sat down when they brought Jeremiah in. This time hands cuffed. They sat him down roughly as he could only smile at you. He noticed you staring at his cuffs, showing them to you. – “How’s my accessory?” – he asked curious. – “Suits you.” – you responded hoping you wouldn’t struck a nerve. Instead Jeremiah smiled wider. – “So Jeremiah. Shall we try this again?” – you clicked your pen, crossing your leg.

Jeremiah leaned back in his chair, giving you the stage. – “How are you feeling?” – you asked standardly. Jeremiah took a deep breath, eyes fixated on you. – “Tell me how I feel Y/n.” – he responded. – “Just answer the question.” – you sighed out, not wanting a wasted session like last time. Jeremiah wanted to cross his arms, but with his hands cuffed together it was unpractical. – “Debatable.” – he answered as you scribbled his response down. – “Shall we discuss your last outburst?” – you suggested, looking up from your papers at him.

“What? No standard questions? Y/n, you make my heart bleed.” – he acted out dramatically. Adding such flair, you knew the taunt behind it. One firm scowl of yours silenced him. – “Can you tell me what made you cause to overreact like that?” – you asked on a professional tone. – “You.” – he answered, catching you off guard. – “I…I’m sorry?” – you questioned, pen hovering over your papers. – “Can you be more specific?”

Jeremiah smiled, clapping his hands as best together as he could. – “What a performance!” – he blurted out cheery. Furrowing your brows, you were lost on him. – “You played your part very well.” – he said, checking you out. Jeremiah got up, pressing his hands on the table. You swallowed, moving your clipboard upwards, sinking down your seat. Jeremiah leaning over the table, drawing in closer. Him coming closer made your head move back, the clipboard up till your nose.

“Look at me.” – he spoke, keeping his gaze fixated on you. His hands coming loose from the table. Touching the top of your clipboard, pushing it slowly down to reveal more of your face. A blush on your face, made him curl up a smile. – “Aren’t you ravishing.” – he commented, almost undressing you with his eyes. Parting your lips, you sucked in a deep breath, leaning self-consciously forwards. Jeremiah teased you a bit more, allowing his lips close to yours. Feeling his thumb on your chin made you gasp silently.

“So needy.” – he whispered, smirking. He drew himself back as you stumbled back in your chair as if you were about to pass out. He sat back down chuckling. You needing a moment to recover yourself from such an intense moment. – “You should’ve paid attention to me Y/n.” – he casually answered, having turned his chair so that he’d face the wall. Leg in a triangle resting on his knee. – “I’m a star, I need a crowd to please, but when you go and ignore me… well.” – he opened his hands dramatically. – “I break things.”

You took notes, your hand moving rapidly over the paper as it wasn’t your best handwriting. – “Next question!” – he ordered, tapping with his finger on the table. – “Right… uhm… any violent thoughts?” – you asked making it known to yourself, you looked at him. Jeremiah let his head fall back, thinking with a loud breath. – “These lunatics makes me want to murder people every day.” – he answered honestly. He was staring at the ceiling not even paying you attention. Knowing very well, you were giving him all your attention.

Just what he wanted. All eyes on him in the center of the ring. – “I’m a performer Y/n. I need attention, you know that right?”- he looked briefly at you seeing you nod. – “How do you cope being here at Arkham?” – you asked. – “Bored!” – Jeremiah answered loudly. You kept asking questions which he responded obedient. Perhaps stalling a bit to keep you longer around. After almost two hours was there a knock on the door. A head popped in, as you nodded. Clicking your pen, you uncrossed your legs. – “Our time is up here Jeremiah.” – you told him, getting up. Jeremiah got up as well in shock. – “But… but I have so much more to say.” – he called out.

“That will be for a next session then.” – you responded making way to the door. Jeremiah rushed around the table to you, grabbing a hold of you. – “I’ve been very bad Y/n! I’ll kill someone in this asylum!” – he called out in a desperate attempt. Two guards entered, pulling him off you. Jeremiah struggling to break himself free from their grip. – “You can’t leave yet! Y/n! I’ll kill someone! Y/n!” – he yelled out as you left through the door. – “Y/n!!!!!!” – your name screamed behind you, toying with your heart.

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You entered the room you were so familiar with for the past few months. Regularly scheduled to evaluate Jeremiah’s state of mind. Jeremiah already sat down. He stared bitter in front of him. Two guards behind him. His hands cuffed to the table. It caught you off guard for a second before you took a seat. Jeremiah leaned closer, catching one of the guards step forwards. He sighed agitated, pulling back.

The guard taking a step back. You swallowed nervously watching the guards. You were about to speak when Jeremiah took word. – “I’m annoyed. Yes of course I had violent thoughts as these halfwits test my itch to kill them. I am going insane staying here with these lunatics!” – he spoke. – “Each and one of them dumber then the other. I don’t belong here, a brilliant mind as myself should be treated as a king!” – he made clear, leaning back to mock the guards.

“I’ll murder this entire facility if this endures!” – he slammed his fists violently against the table. The guards stepping forwards as you held them off with a simple gesture. Jeremiah took a deep breath. Leaning a bit closer. – “You… you are the only one keeping me sane.” – he whispered. He looked pitiful at you, showing you his cuffed hands. – “I won’t hurt you; you know that…”

You took a deep breath, looking up to the guards. – “You can leave.” – you ordered. One of them stepped closer. – “We have orders not too, Valeska is a dangerous criminal.” – he pointed out as Jeremiah grinned. – “I am well aware of him, but I can’t do my session with you present.” – you stared firmly over to them. – “My client is entitled to a confidential relationship. One only between a doctor and her patient. You are invading his privacy by being present. It’s against the law.” – you continued, barely giving the smiling Jeremiah a glance.

“But…” – the guard muttered. – “Isn’t my client cuffed? I think it guarantees he won’t be of any harm to me.” – you pressed on. – “I won’t ask again, privacy for my client if you please!” – The guards looked at each other, swallowing nervously. With one nod, they had decided on the matter. They walked around the table over to your side. – “If he tries anything.” – one of them offered you a small can of pepper spray.

You accepted it. Jeremiah rolling his eyes. You waited for them to leave, setting the pepper spray at the edge of your side. You scraped your chair back over the floor making Jeremiah frown. Walking around the table, you came sitting down on the edge of the table over on his side. Jeremiah grinning, staring hungry at you. – “I believe I answered all of your questions.” – he said. You smiled. – “So is this session over then?”

Jeremiah got up, letting his hand slide up your thigh as far as he was aloud with the cuffs. – “Far from.” – he grunted staring up at you. His touch made you shudder. Heart thumping louder in your chest. – “Which questions do you have for me doctor?” – he teased, bringing his lips closer to you. Practically overcooking, you were hot as lava. – “Well…” – you said, staring down at his lips.

Those colorful lips that practically begged to be touched. To be cherished by your lips. – “I’ll answer honestly.” – he replied curling up a smile. Taking him by the neck, you pushed his lips on yours. Jeremiah’s eyes widening for a moment. You heard his cuffs jingle, bothered that his hands were trapped down. Him kissing you back till it made you realize what you were doing. Pushing him off you, your lips removed themselves from you.

You immediately jumped off the table, backing away. Jeremiah traced his finger over his lips with a smile. Watching him enjoy himself so much made you shake your head. No, you did not just kiss him. There was no way, you just did. Swirling in a pit of denial, you ran out of the session. – “Y/n?” – Jeremiah called out, wanting to go after you, forgetting he was cuffed to the table. Grunting frustrated, he slammed his fist against the table.

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Jeremiah got up with a sigh, already presenting his hands to the guards. He frowned when they just walked past his cell. – “Hey!” – Jeremiah shouted, gripping onto the bars. – “I’m talking to you! You need to come and get me!” – the guards paused, turning slowly back. – “And why would we do that?” – one of them asked chuckling. Jeremiah furrowed his brows. – “Because I have a session with my therapist Y/n!” – he answered bothered. The guards laughed loud. – “There is no session with your therapist.” – the other one told him.

“What?” – Jeremiah stumbled stunned back. Unable to grasp you weren’t here today. His anger took over, grabbing onto the bars once more. – “I always have my sessions with her at this hour! She’s here!” – he made clear. The first one laughed even louder. – “She’s not.” – he told him. – “Maybe she figured you were a lost cause, just like everyone else.” – the other one laughed. Jeremiah clenched his jaw as the guards started their rounds again. – “I’ll kill you!” – he shouted at them. – “Your lying!” – his voice rasping from screaming so loud.

His body shaking trying to break himself out. There was absolutely no way you’d cancel a session. You just wouldn’t. Everyday for the past three days now, had Jeremiah’s hopes been shattered. No sessions as you never showed up. No escapism for him out of this dreadful place. A rage boiling inside of him, increasing by the minute it exploded inside of him. Doing anything in his power to escape Arkham Asylum. He needed answers and he needed them now.

You switched the light off in your kitchen, making way into the living area. Gasping loud at the sudden figure in your apartment. Jeremiah taking casual his hat off. – “You’ve been neglecting your sessions Y/n.” – he stated. – “You’re in my apartment.” – you blurted out as a response. Shocked that he even broke out of Arkham. Jeremiah chuckled, looking down at the hat in his hands. – “It is unlike you to miss our sessions.

Surely you wouldn’t think our kiss would have something to do with it.” – he spoke, batting his gaze up to you. Your eyes widened, staring in shock at him. – “We… we didn’t kiss.” – you told him, still in denial. Jeremiah tsked his tongue, approaching. – “I might be mad, but not delusional Y/n.” – he came to a stop inches away from you. With a brisk push of his finger, tilted he your head back by your chin.

“You and I both know how very much real that kiss was.” – you swallowed at how luring his eyes stared down at yours. – “So don’t go lying to me again.” – he whispered bringing his head closer to yours. He smiled, suddenly turning around. You stumbled back as you did once before when he first had you in his clutches. Effected by his charm on you. – “I thought we were making progress with our sessions Y/n. Last one was my favorite.” – he smirked over his shoulder to you.

“You surely aren’t done with me yet, are you? Certainly not after that kiss.” – he spun back around, approaching sturdy making you back away against the wall. Jeremiah pressing his arm above your head on the wall. – “For I am sure not done with you.” – he spoke, letting his finger slide up your jaw. – “So tell me doctor.” – he stared down at your lips, licking his seductively. – “Why’d you neglect me after our kiss?” – your senses were overreacting.

Heart beating faster. Pulsating in your neck. Palms getting sweaty as lust was begging to take over the wheel. He tilted your head back, his hand against your jaw. – “I…I…I…” – you stuttered, barely getting any words out. – “Yes.” – Jeremiah said patiently waiting. – “Kiss me.” – you begged seeing him smile wider. – “With pleasure doll.” – he breathed out before bringing his lips closer. You were getting on the tips of your toes, needy for his lips.

Jeremiah chuckled pulling a bit away, watching you yearn desperately for him. – “Only if you continue our sessions?” – he asked. You nodded vigorously, grabbing him by the shoulder to need those lips on yours now. Finally he allowed you the taste of his lips, kissing them forcefully. A therapist having fallen for her patient. There was something about Jeremiah that made you loose control. Control like you have never let loose before.

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