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adalwolfgang · 18 days
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Jervis: Happy birthday my dear! It’s me! I’m your gift!
(Name), whispering to Jon: did you get a receipt or do i have to keep him?
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(Name): And that's how I got here...
Zsasz: Ha! You sure are a funny one!
*Zsasz stares for a long moment*
Y/N: What?
Zsasz: I like you. Like a lot. I'm going to keep you.
*His hand tightly held (Name)’s*
(Name): Uh..okay-.
Negan: Good! There was no choice anyway.
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Edward: I always apologize when I'm wrong.
(Name): I don't think I've ever seen you apologize before.
Edward: I'm never wrong.
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Oswald: you're trying to use my ego against me?
(Name): I thought it'd work.
Oswald: no, it worked. I'll do it.
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Jerome: Something's off.
(Name): maybe you've finally developed human emotions and are actually feeling bad for hurting people?
Jerome: no, but that's funny!
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Jon: Have you heard the joke about the gas light?
(Name): no..?
Jon: Yeah you have.
(Name): no I haven’t.
(Name): You've literally heard it already.
(Name): I HAVEN’T?!
(Name): You're crazy.
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deirdre-belle · 1 year
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Itsy Bitsy - Jerome Valeska x Reader
Summary: Jerome meets Y/N in Arkham. Warnings: swearing, mentions of past violence A/N: I know it sucks but it's my first fic so bear with me.
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Jerome had only been at Arkham for a week, yet he was already tempted to commit a second murder as he noticed a migraine waiting to happen had strolled right into the cafeteria.
"Hey, Ginger." Flashing a toothy grin, Greenwood plopped down on the chair across from him, and Jerome wondered if he'd be able to rip out a couple of the cannibal's rotted teeth before any of the guards had time to stop him.
"What do you want, Greenwood?"Jerome rolled his eyes and said in a bored tone.
"You see that girl over there?" He motioned towards a girl with dishevelled hair as if she hadn't brushed it in some time, and a blanket was falling off her shoulders as she doodled furiously on a piece of paper. "I dare you to spill this one her notebook."
Greenwood smirked while sliding him a plastic cup filled halfway with what Jerome hoped was water.
"No." Jerome, with a dangerous smile, slid the cup back. He wasn't in the mood to deal with Greenwood's shenanigans.
"I'm not asking, Ginger," Greenwood smirked, shoving the cup back to Jerome.
"Not interested." Jerome roughly grabbed a hold of the cup as he got ready to shove it up Greenwood's-
"Why? Because you're weak?"
Jerome froze.
He had two options. He could go over to that girl, "accidentally" spill whatever was in the cup onto her notebook, and risk her never wanting to talk to him. Or, he could refuse and prove to Greenwood and everyone else in this hell hole that he is weak, boring, and he is already walking towards her.
"Mind if I sit down?" He huffed in a bored tone.
The girl studied him for a moment before nodding her head and watching him take the seat across from her. She quickly shut the notebook before Jerome could sneak a peak at what she was drawing.
"I saw you talking to Greenwood, so I know he probably told you to pull my hair or throw that drink in my face," She grumbled.
"How did you-"
"He always tells the new inmates to be mean to me." She leaned back in her chair, fixing her blanket so that it no longer fell off her shoulders, and glaring at him as though expecting him to deny it. Instead, he asked her why Greenwood hated her so much.
At his question, she perked up. Before, she was able to hid it well, but now he could see the insanity lingering in her eyes. And her smile- Jerome nearly feel out of seat at sight of it. It was crazy, beautiful, and made it obvious she was up to no good.
"Did you know that Greenwood is afraid of spiders?" She leaned towards him conspiringly. Jerome wasn't entirely sure where this was going but he knew he liked what he was hearing.
"I'm listening," he smirked devilishly.
"One time," She beamed, "Bitsy got lost and somehow ended up in Greenwood's cell. He thinks I put him there on purpose."
She looked around, ensuring there were no witnesses before she lifted a large hairy tarantula from her lap just enough so that only Jerome could see it. There was nothing itsy about Bitsy at all. In fact, he could see why Greenwood would be freaked out by it.
"I used to have a pet snake," She mumbled sadly, "but my parents gave him to my cousin after I got locked up."
"You would have loved the circus," Jerome said, remembering how Haly's Circus had all sorts of animals.
"Have you ever been?" Her face lit up with excitement. "I've never been to a circus but I've always wanted to be one of those circus acrobats that swing from those really high bars without a net-"
"A trapeze artist?"
"Yeah!" She exclaimed louder than necessary, earning the attention of some of the other inmates. "And the animals are really cool too, though I'm glad they aren't shown at circuses anymore."
"Not at the one I'm from," Jerome scoffed. The memory of being forced to clean out the elephant cage on a scalding summer day caused him to grit his teeth.
"You're from the circus?" She asked, obviously wanting to know more.
"My mom was a snake dancer," he plastered on a smile. "You know, the snake was actually the one that led those dumb cops to her body."
"No!'" She gasped incredulously.
"Yeah." He nodded. His mouth curved into a wicked smile as a fun idea popped into his head. "So, back to Greenwood, I think I know how to get him off our backs."
"How?"
After talking to her, Jerome sauntered back to his own table where Greenwood waited impatiently. Despite his smile, he was clearly fuming.
"I knew you were too much of a wuss to do it," He sneered, although Jerome wasn't bothered by it. It just made what he planned to do a hundred times more worth it.
"You were right," Jerome shrugged, placing the cup back in front of Greenwood.
"What'd she do? Bat her eyelashes at you till you chickened out?"
"Something like that." Jerome grinned in anticipation. Greenwood brought the cup to his lips only to let out a blood-curdling screech as he threw the cup across the room.
The girl's laugh echoed through the cafeteria, gaining everybody's attention.
"You little-" Greenwood roared, charging towards the girl who looked more elated than frightened by his outburst. He never got the chance to do anything because, as soon as the guards burst in, the whole room went into a frenzy.
Half the inmates were in a panic, due to the guards tackling Greenwood. Some were screaming, crying, running around, and a few pretended to be injured. In the middle of all the chaos, Jerome spotted Y/N on the far side of the room gently picking Bitsy up and hiding him in her blanket. Then, she approached him.
"That was amazing!" She grinned. She took her notebook out from under her blanket, placed it on the table, and flipped to the last page. Carefully, she ripped the page from the notebook and handed it to him.
On the paper was a surprisingly well-drawn portrait of himself and in the bottom corner she wrote:
To Ginger -From Y/N
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gothamslostboy · 8 months
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Hi!! Can you do Jerome x transmale!reader where they have a height gap in between each other (ex. 4'10 - 6'2 ft)
JEROME W/ A SHORT TRANSMALE READER
A/N: thanks for the request anon and sorry it’s taken literal months. I didn’t know if you meant ur taller or he is so lmk if you want the short Jerome version
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Oh he’s such an asshole
Purposely puts things on shelves he himself can barely reach bc he knows it pisses you off
Also one of those ppl that uses shorter ppl as armrests, put like sticks you in his armpit
If anyone makes fun of your height though? Game over
He knows it’s something your insecure about, and he makes it clear he’s messing around
He cut like 3 inches out of one dude’s legs bc he called you short stack
Jerome asks you for help causing mayhem all the time
Mostly fitting into small spaces and planting bombs or stealing things
Or when he loses something under a desk
He low key makes it very obvious he likes towering over you
He’s not going to hurt you more than you consent too, but likes feeling like he could if this ends badly
If you’re really dysphoric about your height, he steals you lifts or platform shoes
Whichever one you’d like more
OOO ANOTHER THING
he’s obsessed with carrying you
Not in like a cute way though
He picks you up like a ladder:
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Just sneaks up on you and keeps walking
You both gaslight anyone who sees this into thinking it’s a perfectly normal thing a tall person does
Forces convinces workers at theme parks or waterparks to let you on the rides with a height limit you don’t qualify for
Then gets pissed and kills them if anything goes wrong (bc PSA: height limits are there to keeps you safe)
Don’t worry
You get to fuck with him all the time too
When he goes to far with his jokes you hide his journal in places he never thinks to use bc he’s too tall normally (bottom cabinets, bottom desk drawers, or anywhere else that is naturally below his eye level)
It’s also very easy to sneak up on him, especially if he’s already doing something
And once he’s comfortable in his own home? Mother fucker jumps like 3ft when surprised
You had to take a break from scaring him for a bit bc he almost stabbed you
That’s also when you learned he carried switches blades around to play with
Despite your heights, he likes being the little spoon
Maybe it’s his mommy issues but he needs to be held like a little baby
Also the one time he was big spoon he rolled over and crushed you
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fangirl--writes · 11 months
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Ok, I'm curious mostly because of your Ecco fic. How do you see the Gotham villains as parents?
No one knows much I love discussing this idea except many @gabile18 who is present for most of my ramblings.
Sooo this might have to be a multi part ask?
Starting off strong with the Valeska Twins
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🤡 Papa Jerome
So I believe with my whole heart he would try to be good father
Never saw himself as a parent but children and animals naturally gravitate toward him
Wears the name with pride.
Bandit Heeler Vibes
He REFUSES to be like his parents
Will even go straight for his kid(s)
That doesn’t mean they won’t end up with some new shiny toy, or other obviously stolen item of desire
Spoils them Rotten
Constantly talks about them will show photos it’s embarrassing
“Look at my baby 😭😭 aren’t they just amazing” shows albums of photos to hostages
Always present in their life. He’s very involved. (Whether they want it or not)
School drop offs are a must much to other parents and Jim’s dismay (Education is v important to him)
“I never had this chance I got dragged around a circus by my abusive alcoholic mother you’re going .”
school plays, band concerts, sports? FRONT ROW
They are his world god help whoever tries to take that from him
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👓 Father Jeremiah (Pre-Spray)
Child? Where 😑🤮
Oh, you mean His Child? 🥹 (Eventually)
He DID NOT EVER want a kid, however it happens and he has to adapt and survive
Bourbon Dad.
He will quite drinking, but he picks up smoking
Baby's an iPad kid
Ecco will primarily care for them as a little little.
Him change a diaper? (No.)
He is very awkward around them.
BUT he gives them any and everything.
Has no parental instinct whatsoever.
His child is a SECRET.
Unlike Jerome who will gladly be public as a dad, Jeremiah keeps them well hidden in the bunker. He has his life to think about
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👔 Father Jeremiah (Post Spray)
Oof.  
There are so many thoughts here…
His love evolves into possession, an obsession to protect them.
If they had any freedoms before, they’re gone now. The kid is under constant surveillance. Always guarded.
They’re too precious to lose, too precious to be on their own
They’d never understand the complexities of what he’s trying to do for them. So, he HAD to lock them away.
Mother Gothel Mode ACTIVATE
“How is my flower today Hm? I brought you another book to add to your collection.”
ON THE FLIP SIDE
He could care less what happens to them.
It’s like a switch was flipped. He doesn’t feel a thing toward the child.
Regardless on how much they beg and plead that they need him, or love him
Unless, they had some special talent, or skill that he can exploit.
Then, he guesses you can stay, but stay out of his way until he needs you.
Oh, you don’t? You’re worthless to him and his plans, you could be canon fodder for all he cares.
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uniquewitchblizzard · 2 years
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Cameron Monaghan as Jerome Valeska in Gotham (2014-2019)
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little jerome valeska in my brain go zoooooom
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valeskakingdom · 2 years
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REQUEST PLEASE 👏🏻
Something soft, if possible.
Reader catches Jerome looking in the mirror, acting a little sad. The reason: his scars. When she brings it up, he reacts angrily and tells her to fuck off. Maybe they slept together before???? Then the next time he shows up at her place, he lets her touch and kiss his scars! PLEASE I NEED THIS 😭🥺❤️
SORRY THAT IT TOOK ME SO LONG😭😭😭 I hope you love what I have written
"Fuck, don't stop Jerome!" You moaned louder, digging your nails into his back deep enough to leave dark red and bloody scratch marks on his back.
You couldn't hold back your moans, even if you wanted to. Jerome did everything to keep your mouth open. With all his strength he trusted im his long hard member into you, hitting all your sweet spots that you had barely time to really breath. He was fast, when you though pulled out he hit another spot already. It was like a marathon of moans.
You knew, you were about to cum any second. Your core was aching, your legs were shaking, your lips were swelling, and the knot in your stomach was building up already. The problem was: Jerome wouldn't let you cum without his command. If you didn't obey, punishment will follow. He didn't like it when you just cum whenever you liked. He was the one who should enjoy the view of you when you came at the right time - not anything else. He formerly hated it when you decided to cum, because it wasn't your task - it was his. He was the dominant one and not you.
"Don't you dare and cum, yet, doll," Jerome kept thrusting in you, but now he wrapped his hand around your throat, tightening his grip "This beautiful view should last a little longer"
It was hard for you not to cum now. Your body told you and even signalized you l, you couldn't wait any longer with all the pain and shaking and the knot in your lower region.
"P-please, Jerome. I-..." It was too late. You came when he thrusted his member into you for another time and hit your sweet sensitive spot. You almost screamed in pleasure, your body was shaking and the knot in your stomach loosened. You knew, you'd be punished for that but you didn't care. You needed to cum.
"Oh," Jerome suddenly stopped all his movements, even pulled out his member. He just squatted in front of you, frowning. He was surprised and staggered that you just came without his command "I see, we're disregarding a certain rule now. Since when are you making the rules, doll? Can't remember we changed a thing."
He stood up, watching you like a predator its little prey. For you it was more than exciting. Pins and needles covered your body, your puls was running, your breathing fastened and your hands were shaking a little. You felt your blood rushing through your veins, as if you were running a marathon. His look at you was piercing, you couldn't stare away from it.
"So many things I wanna do to you," Jerome bit his lip, his teeth were deep in his flesh "Ugh, I don't know where to even start!"
He walked up and down in a very slow pace. He was staring at nowhere while many thoughts crashed his mind. Should he start teasing you again? Or just ram his member into you to make you scream? Should he bite you first, leaving marks on your body to show everybody you're his? Or should he include some of his weapons in your little sex act? Should he play with a knife on your skin, leaving scratches on your body? Or should he scare you with a gun? Or should he strangle you with ropes? All these ideas seemed so pleasant to him.
But when he took a look in the mirror, everything changed instantly. His motivation, his thoughts, his look, his mood - it either disappeared or because not interested enough anymore.
The thing that turned Jerome into an annoyed, fierced man was his face. He knew after his face was stolen, it left pretty bad scars...but that they looked so bad? That his face would look so disgusting? It was a shame, especially because you see him like that day by day. That you didn't say a word...did you do it expose him?, he thought, that was cruel, even for you.
"Jerome?" You asked him, frowning, since he abruptly stop the whole sex and teasing act. You wondered what's up with him. He's never been that quiet all of a sudden, especially when you were about to have sex. He usually was the most eager person for that but now he was the complete opposite.
"You're okay?" You asked again when he didn't respond. You really worried about him. What was wrong? Did you do something wrong? Did he have a bad thought about anything stupid? What was it?
"I was just," He interrupted himself, thinking "I was just thinking. You know, there's a lot I'm dealing with momentarily. Oswald, Mad Hatter, you," He chuckled kind of embarrassed "I'm up for a blowjob. Clears my head." He smirked, trying to change the subject - but it failed.
"You looked at your face, right?" You sighed, you knew this would come up sooner or later "Is it because of your scars?" Whenever he was staying over night, you heard him mumbling things like how much he hated his face after the certain incident.
"Ugh," Jerome sighed in annoyance, rolling his eyes "Don't get on my fucking nerves with that topic! I'm tired of hearing all this shit about my face and my scars. 'Your scars don't look bad Jerome' 'It's okay to have scars Jerome'. You know nothing!" Out of nowhere he grabbed all his clothes, putting them on and stormed out of the room, shutting the door close with a strength you usually knew when he was mad at someone.
You were surprised and confused by Jerome's acting. What made him so upset now? Was it really his scars on his face? Did he really think he was ugly or something? No, never. Jerome would never be that soft, would he? That's practically impossible! Jerome was a crimjnal, a cold hearted killer without real feelings, he cared about nothing besides himself. He usually saw himself as the perfection in person, like a God or something. He never complained about the way he looked like. So why now?
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It’s been days since the incident, and you haven’t seen Jerome yet. You didn’t even heard of him, not even in the news. It was like he was gone, as if he was dead like the last time. What happened to him? What was he doing? Where was he at all? Did the cops catch him? Was he back busted in Arkham?
So many thoughts went through your head that you weren’t even able to sleep really. You cared way too much about that motherfucker than he did. You loved him more than anything, he meant everything to you. He was your world. You just could think of him. You saw a couple, you thought it was Jerome and you. You saw a car, you thought it was him driving to you. An assassin happened in town, you thought it was him. It was all about him - always.
You were watching the news in the evening, in the hope Jerome would be mentioned, but as in the other days, it was not. Just any idiots robbed a bank, someone stole a car, the Mad Hatter attempted to kill people but it failed deeply… things like that.
You sighed for yourself, you were clearly worried about your boyfriend. You were wondering what was going through his head, whether he was extremely mad at you, whether you wanted to see you at all anymore, whether he had someone else already. When it was about Jerome, you were an over-thinker. You wanted everything to be perfect, you wanted him to be with you forever, you should never argue - but this situation was the complete opposite. Everything went wrong.
After a while you suddenly heard a knock on your door. You flinched a little since you didn’t expect someone would want to visit you in the late evening. All your friends distanced themselves from you a little when they heard you and Jerome were a couple. They loved you for sure but they also knew who Jerome was. They knew he’d control you, he’d be constantly around you, he’d do anything to split them apart from you because he owned you.
You looked through the spy, you couldn’t believe your eyes. Was it a dream? It had to be a dream! It was Jerome who was standing in front of the door. You were happy about that for sure! He didn’t leave you alone!
“Open the door, doll,” Jerome stood close to the door looking at the spy from the outside, “See, I’m back. Didn’t ya miss me?” Instantly, you tore the door open and jumped in his arms. You missed him so much, these days were so horrible without him. They felt like never ending.
“Where were you the hole time? I missed you! Why didn’t you-…” you had so many questions you wanted to ask him but you interrupted by him.
“I’ll answer all your questions soon, doll,” Jerome placed a finger on your lips to shush you “But now let’s get some food. I haven’t eaten all day, work was kinda hard.” Shortly after he finished his sentence, you pulled inside your apartment to the kitchen to make him a sandwich. Now was the time where you were pulled in into the vicious circle - again you wanted everything to be perfect that he wouldn’t dare to leave you for another time. You made him his favorite sandwich, a bacon cheese sandwich, and served him some water to drink.
“Thank you, doll” Jerome took a bite in it “Mhhh, I almost forgot how good your sandwiches are.” He took another bite in it “Wow,”
“I’m glad you like it.” You just smiled while watching him eating the whole sandwich. You still couldn’t believe he was with you again. He came out of nowhere! It was like he wanted to surprise you with his appearance, he wanted you to believe he was gone again “You want some more?”
“Oh, no, I’m fine with that” he said after eating up the sandwich “Well, I assume you’re a little surprised of my sudden coming after my disappearing. You know,” Jerome tried to find the right words “I needed time. I needed time for myself to then realize I like you more than I thought. And this might be the reason why I have a problem with my face because, I want you to like me that way too. Tadaaa! HAHA. There it is!” He was clearly embarrassed, giving you that answer, he just tried to overplay it.
“But Jerome,” You actually couldn’t believe what he said. It was all because he thought you wouldn’t like him anymore because of his scars? That’s ridiculous! You didn’t care about his look, you cared about him for being him. That was all! What would change your feelings for Jerome through the scars? Nothing! Scars are natural, they’re normal, there’s nothing to be disgusted of it “You know that I love you. Why should I loose my feelings for you because of some stupid scars? They don’t change your character, they don’t change you!”
“A gentleman does everything to please the girl he likes most.” Jerome said “One thing could change anything.”
“But not for me, Jerome” You cupped his face, staring into his eyes deeply “As I said, I love you for being you. Who cares about scars?” Then you examined his face, looking at every scar detail “I kinda like them, they suit you. Give you some killer skills.”
Jerome just stared in your eyes for a while. You could see his eyes were shining bright like all the stars in space together. He seemed happy about your words. He seemed happy to her that really nothing would change your mind about him. Because, what he would never admit, he had feelings for you, very strong feelings. He couldn’t be without you. You were his life energy, you were the light to his darkness, the tower of strength. Without you he’d be helpless because you were the calm side that always pushed him back when he was about to be too chaotic.
After a while he cupped your cheeks and pressed his lips against yours. You could feel the love and passion through this kiss, you could feel that you and him were the happiest people in Gotham now, nothing could bring them apart. Nothing would ever destroy their love and affection for each other. Their bond was stronger than ever now. Maybe they loved one another even more than before.
They knew they never wanted to be separated again. No matter what happened, nothing would tear them apart.
That was clear.
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Jerome Valeska, Victor Zsasz, and Jervis Tetch with a male!crossdresser!reader
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Jerome Valeska
Jerome thinks it’s hot
Some people judge you, but Jerome doesn’t really see why
He says as long as it looks good on you he doesn’t have a problem.
While you guys are together, he buys you a dress that says J on the back.
You guys live together, and whenever you do your makeup, he sits on the counter and asks what everything is.
HE ASKS YOU TO DO HIS MAKEUP
it’s kinda hard with his face but you do it anyway
When you guys first met he asked you if you were a drag queen
If anyone starts bothering you about it, Jerome just comes up and says “Is there a problem here?” then they just run away.
He always calls you hot or sexy
if you’re ever sad, he goes in your closet and matches outfits with you, then takes you out on a date
He’s never embarrassed to be around you, Jerome honestly doesn’t care about your looks, but he does think you’re hot.
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Victor Zsasz
He saw you while he was on a mission.
Thought you were pretty brave for being a guy wearing feminine clothes in a place like Gotham.
Once he killed the person he was sent to kill, he rushed over to you.
Victor just gave you his number, winked, and left.
He picked up the phone as soon as you called and asked you on a date.
You said yes (obviously)
You guys started talking on the date then just kinda started a relationship from there.
After dating him, nobody has messed with you.
Some random guy comes up to you and says “What are you, gay??” Shot immediately. (I mean if you’re dating Victor technically you are gay but whatever)
That just continues until you’re treated like a normal person.
Victor is not ashamed of being seen around you, because why would he?
He would never admit it, but he thinks you’re adorable
HE TAKES YOU SHOPPING WHENEVER SOMETHING GOOD HAPPENS
It’s your birthday? Shopping. You got promoted? Shopping. You paid bills? Shopping.
Yeah
Victor just wants to know what you like so he can buy you stuff himself
If someone makes fun of you guys while you both are out somewhere
They get yelled at before they get murdered
It’s mostly just Victor saying “What did you just say about him?” Before shooting the person like 7 times.
Victor has to go on missions a lot, so he spoils you a lot to make sure you know he loves you :)
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Jervis Tetch
HE LOVES IT SO MUCH
Jervis didn’t expect his Alice to be a man, but whatever.
You caught his eye one day when you were out with your friends and you had a blue dress.
Thats when he knew he was in love.
He followed you home and put a rose outside your door with a note telling you where he was.
When you got there, there was a tea party set up at his house.
Jervis gave you a box, and when you opened it, there was a dress identical to Alice’s.
(I’m going off the Disney movie whenever I make any reference to Alice or anything related to that)
YOU HAVE AN ENTIRE ALICE IN WONDERLAND RELATED OUTFIT NOW
Mushroom earrings, the Alice dress, a mad hatter hat, a necklace with a card of hearts (is that right lmao) and a bracelet with a rabbit charm
He draws little teacups on your face when you’re doing your makeup
(Sorry im always doing domestic Jervis LMAOOOOO)
Jervis couldn’t care less that you were a man, all he cares about is that you’re his Alice and he’s your Mad Hatter.
Don’t ask why Jerome’s was so short
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Tags: @jervis-tetch-my-beloved @gotham-swag @mazoga-the-dork and one more it won’t let me tag
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king-ofthe-ruckus · 1 year
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Jeremiah: wait- marshmellow is spelt with an A? *looks to Jerome and Jonathan*
Jerome: yeah, it's with an A
Jonathan: I'm pretty sure there's an A in there
Jeremiah: wait, you're breaking my reality
Jerome: because you didn't know there was an A in marshmallow?
Jeremiah: yeah
Jerome: i thought we were discovering something deeper
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ghosty-guyy · 1 year
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Jerome and Oswald
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strawberrybyers · 4 months
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being a slut and mentally ill means i’d do really well as a patient in arkham asylum
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deirdre-belle · 1 year
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That Laugh - Jerome Valeska x Reader
Summary: Y/N shows everyone what happens when they mess with her ginger. Warnings: Swearing, violence, and pls tell me if I forgot to add anything. A/N: Part 2 to Itsy Bitsy
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She was fuming.
What started off as another day in Arkham, locked up with her favorite person, turned into a day of revenge. Against who? She was going to find out.
"Who did this to you?" She interrogated Jerome as she examined the purple bruising around his eye and imagined all the horrible things she planned to do to the person responsible.
"Who do you think?" Jerome scoffed, gently slapping her hand away from his face when she accidentally pressed her thumb a little too hard on his bruise.
Y/N followed his line of sight to the inmate talking loudly on the other side of the dining hall.
"Ryan?"She questioned, her eyes flashing with something akin to anger. She made a choking gesture with her hands and said with a humorless laugh, "I'm going to strangle him."
"Yeah. I'm sure he'd love that," Jerome spat, which Y/N raised a brow at. "Come on, doll. He's been drooling over you since he got here."
"Really?" She perked up, sneaking a peek at the inmate who was indeed staring at her as though she were a piece of meat, before looking back at her friend who scrunched his nose in annoyance. "Relax, J. Gingers are more my type."
"Ha. Very funny," Jerome laughed.
He thought she was joking, but he failed to notice her expression fall for a split second before faking a smile and laughing along with him.
They continued to talk for the remainder of lunch until the guards sent them back to their cells to wait for the next mealtime. Y/N kissed Jerome on the cheek before bidding him farewell and telling him she'll see him at dinner.
Looking back on it now, Jerome's not sure he should have believed her.
Dinner began nearly ten minutes ago, and Y/N still hadn't shown up. It hadn't escaped his notice that Y/N wasn't the only one who hadn't shown up for dinner. Ryan was also missing from the cafeteria, which didn't sit well with Jerome who could only imagine the kinds of things they were probably doing.
He couldn't describe the anger he felt at the idea of the two of them together. Y/N was his friend. Not Ryan's. Y/N belonged to him. Not that pathetic ass who was only pretending to be insane just so he wouldn't have to go to Blackgate. Well, it wouldn't be much better here. Jerome would make sure of that.
His thoughts of vengeance were interrupted when he heard the screams. It was nothing like the screams he heard in any horror movie he'd seen nor has he heard any of the other inmate let out such blood curdling screams.
The guards immediately ran towards the sound, and the other inmates ran towards the gate hoping to get a good view of whatever was going on. Jerome stayed seated. He had a feeling he knew who those wails belonged to.
Then he heard that laugh. It was gleefully maniacal and absolutely hysterical, and would probably scare the socked off most people, but it made Jerome feel a certain way. It was as though her laugh was a drug and he was addicted to the sound of it.
It wasn't long before Jerome found himself cackling too.
Everyone watched as half of the guards struggled to get Ryan away from the source of his terror and the other half dragging a still-cackling Y/N towards the gate. While Ryan had to be carried off, Y/N was forcefully shoved into the dining hall by a very angered orderly.
Y/N's eyes met Jerome's and she gleefully sauntered over to him and sat in her usual spot across from him.
"After dinner, I'm being sent to solitary confinement," She beamed.
She looked up when Jerome didn't say anything and her smile grew despite mistaking his besotted expression for pride. If only she knew, Jerome thought, though today he was content knowing that he didn't have to share her with anyone.
Eventually, two orderlies arrived to escort Y/N away. As usual, she placed a chaste kiss on his cheek, bid him farewell, and asked him to take care of Bitsy until she returned.
"Oh, and you don't have to worry about Ryan. He won't be bothering you again," She smirked before leaving.
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gothamslostboy · 10 months
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Could i get Jerome headcanons if he were to find out his male S/O was a notorious criminal/killer?
Ofc bud! Thanks for the request:] it was really easy to write and I had a great time with it, hope you enjoy
Jerome W/ Killer S/O
He was intrigued the moment he met you
Jerome had seen you before
He knew he had
But couldn’t quite place it
That didn’t matter to him all that much
He was much more interested in the fact the you weren’t scared of him, no, you actually flirted with him
That was something he’d never seen before, and boy did he like it
The flirting happened at times he wouldn’t expect, like bumping into eachother while he flees a murder scene
It didn’t take long for you two to make it official
Which is when Jerome started to put pieces together
For all his insanity and blabbering, he had quite the keen eye
He notices how little you talk about your life before Gotham, giving vague answers or avoiding the questions entirely
He notices the way your eyes light up while he explains the various crimes he commits
Your hands twitching on top of your bouncing knee as you wait for more details
How you seem to have endless ideas for what he should try next
Jerome took these to mean you were just a killer in waiting, that he will have to be the one to help you accept these thoughts and turn them into actions
Until the news station managed to get you on camera one night
Even briefly, it was enough for police officers from several states to identify you and call Gordon
He had shown up at your apartment the next night
Coincidentally the same night you and Jerome were enjoying date night
Jerome heard Jim call out for someone, a Y/N L/N, to come out with his hands up, and figured they had the wrong place
That’s not the name he knew you by anyways
But as soon as he looked back at you, a grin broke out on his face
“Ooooohhh, what ya been hiding Doll? Has to be interesting enough for you to change yo-“
Jerome finally remembered where he knew you from
Years ago, while still at the circus he had read a news paper
A boy his age going all across North America, torturing and killing at least 5 close ones of the most well respected police officer in every place they travel
Jerome was buzzing with excitement as he followed you to a safe hidden in the bed room
“Sorry I Never told you Jer, was trying to get to Gordon under the radar ya’know? So he wouldn’t see it coming”
Meanwhile he’s bouncing on his feet, laughing maniacally as you hand him one of your guns
“I KNEW THERE WAS SOMETHING IN YA! I KNEW IT DOLL!”
The two of you manage to escape the apartment, you aiming a shot at Bullock and hitting his knee
When you get back to Jerome’s hide out, he immediately pulls you into a passionate kiss
When y’all are done, Jerome wants to know everything about your crimes
How many have you killed?
How’d you kill them?
Did the other cops get destroyed?
Who are your targets this time?
As soon as you say Bruce’s name he gets really excited again
Making plans right then and there for you guys to kill him together
Overall he absolutely loves the fact you’re a criminal
Loves that you’re as insane as he is
Jerome’s gonna provide all the help you need to shatter James Gordon into a million pieces
I mean, what else are boyfriends for?
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fangirl--writes · 1 year
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J Squad Starbucks Headcanons☕
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Collecting dusts in my drafts. So now I set it free.
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Jerome Valeska
There is a line???
“Cuseee’ Squad comin’ THROUGH-”
Not anymore- Cutsies to the front.
Pink Drinks or Refreshers + Lemonade
Java chip Frappachino  
EXTRA whip.
CAFFFFEEEINNNNNEE
He’s banned from ordering espresso ask Jonathan 
Aesthetic drinks
DESPISES  Black Coffee 😖  tastes like sadness v bitter.
Always orders cake pops  3 minimum. 
God help them if they’re out.
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Jervis Tetch/MadHatter:
Second to order
Steamed Tea
Chamomile
Earl
Grey
Adores cold coffee
There’s so much syrup is it even coffee anymore..
Cookies or scones are toss ups tho’ 
Always warmed up. 
Is someone rude about the hold up? He fixes that quick.
ALWAYS POLITE
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 Johnathon/Scarecrow: 
Last to order.
Group Apologist.
White Chocolate Mochas
Flat Whites
Cappuccinos.
Sometimes Black coffee 3 sugar and cream are minimum.
Also 3 Trenta ice waters… please.
He knows his other crew members don’t Hydrate rather Dyedrate
Sympathetic to the baristas for Jerome’s antics 
Tips SO WELL.
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margonika00 · 11 months
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Gotham may breathe a sigh of relief, but it won’t be for long 👿😈
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