#I'm so sorry for always picking on you Jerome

[bonded-by-love-and-hatred]

A Jerome Valeska Headcanon

The boy is flexible as fuck from watching the contortionists stretching and secretly following along or waiting until he was alone and repeating what he saw them do.

(Jeremiah would do it with him before he left, one of the things they kinda bonded over, but didn't stay in practice and isn't as flexible in adulthood like Jerome)

And to get real specific with it and make it angsty of course :)

One time, he was caught by the contortionists. He was allowed to join them, and he still hadn't gotten his full middle splits yet. So one of them says they'll help him, and they just push him down into a full split and hold him there.

He tried not to cry in front of them, but he definitely did when he was alone later. He couldn't walk quite right for a few days.

[kateac12]

Jerome and Jeremiah having a daughter would include...

Jerome

He's over the moon to learn that he's having a girl, and he'll do anything to protect his "little princess"

Will spend hours just looking at his baby girl sleep in her crib

Always takes her to the park and out for ice cream

"Is that boy in your class still picking on you? Don't worry princess, I'll take take care of them" *winks*

Almost never yells (except when his criminal professional life is really stressing him out)

Will apologize over and over for losing his cool. Makes it up by making her favorite meal, or taking her out to do something fun like ice skating, mini-golf, paint-balling

Goes all out for holidays. Birthdays, Thanksgiving, Christmas, you name it. Jerome didn't have those things growing up, and he'll be damned if he doesn't make his child feel special

Will happily help with projects (especially arts and crafts). His daughter will likely get first place in the science fair for making something blow up

The type of dad that will definitely excited to take pictures of his daughter going to prom (and of course, she'll be going with friends, because Jerome will kill threaten any boy that tries to get close to his baby). He knows how boys are, and he refuses to let his daughter get her heart broken by a dumb teenager

"Aww you look so beautiful in that dress I stole got for you." "Dad, stop, you're embarrassing me!"

"Dad, I'm 17. When are you going to let me have a boyfriend?" "I already told you that you can't date until you're 25!"

Jeremiah (pre-spray)

Acts like he doesn't care much about the baby

High key terrified that his little girl will be like his brother or mom

Over time, he warms up to his child, but he's still a very distant father

"Daddy, do you want to do a puzzle with me?" "My dear, I'm a bit busy with work. Ecco, can you play with her?"

Homeschools the kid in his bunker, because he's too paranoid to let them out

Jeremiah will absolutely insist on his daughter going to university, because education is very important to him

Will help with homework

It's only when something drastic happens (such as his daughter getting injured at school or kidnapped for ransom) that he starts caring more for his baby

"Sweetheart, I know I wasn't the best father when you were growing up. I really do love you. I'm sorry"

He tries to make an effort to spend more time with his daughter, like watching a movie with her or taking her out to eat

Isn't super strict with dating, but he will insist that the boy his daughter is interested in meets up with him first

Jeremiah (post-spray)

It would be a stretch to say that he loves his child. It's more like, in his own very twisted way, he cares about his daughter, but only if she's useful

Is a more hands on father than (pre-spray) Jeremiah. But it's not a good thing because he is just trying to gauge how skilled and intelligent his daughter is

He will absolutely want to know what his daughter's skills are. Is she good at math and science like him? Is she a poet? Is she drawn more to the arts?

Any skill that she has will be utilized for his personal gain

If she doesn't have any talents? She better stay out of his way and not cause any problems

He doesn't care as much about getting an education. After all, why use those brains for college when you can use your intelligence for helping him do crime?

Will make his daughter pull all nighters (because he needs help figuring out how to destroy buildings around Gotham)

"Dad, can I go to sleep now? It's 4 AM." "You can sleep when I successfully take over Gotham."

If a boy likes her, he'll kidnap meet the boy. "You have two choices. Either follow me as your leader, or you die."

If the boy agrees to follow Jeremiah, he will dig up some dirt on the boy's family, or embezzle them for money

"Dad! Please don't hurt him! I love him!" "Sweetheart, anyone who's around my family needs to declare their undying loyalty to me"

[nostalgic90s]

I was just going to leave part of this in a comment on Infected Unicorn but I changed my mind

Your take on Jeremiah's warped perception of time is really making me think lol. I love it though, don't get me wrong. I'm really interesting to see how this pans out.

But, applying this idea to the actual show: I hadn't considered him fully believing even parts of his own lie (the story about Jerome taking a cake knife to his throat on his 10th birthday and trying to light his bed on fire) because from what I was seeing it appeared that he was full aware of what actually happened, and more importantly for this, when it happened.

But if he truly believed he was still at home by the time he was 10, despite having being taken away when he was 7, I have to rethink a few things.

He would be suffering from a dissociative disorder, specifically a type of derealization, likely as a response to trauma. It could also be a potential coping mechanism to keep himself from realizing how long it's really been since he lost Jerome.

The fact he kept contact with Lila meant he didn't feel as removed from her, he still had that link to his mother until he left the Wildes (it's unclear whether this would have been at 12 when he started college or at 16 when his bunker was completed) but presumably those letters were dated in some manner, even if just indirectly through whatever schedule they were sent on. You could easily use them to figure out how long Jeremiah had been with the Wildes, and the birthdays and holiday wishes would keep track of the years. Regardless, there was a record of how long they'd been apart.

But he had no contact with Jerome, and he knew the kinds of horrible things their mother would do to him, and he had been the only one there for his brother, and, and, and.

To keep himself from spiraling down that train of thought, he would have began lying to himself about how long they had been apart, and it's fully possible that he started believing his own lie. In fact, as a kid, it is so much easier to ignore a painful reality and just believe in a lie. Even of your own creation.

And that would play into his antisocial behaviours. Anyone could tell him he was wrong, anyone could make him see the truth, because in the early stages of a delusion like this it's fragile and your mind does everything in its power to protect it. So he shut out everyone.

Until Ecco came into his life. Someone was picking on Jeremiah, and he didn't fight back. He couldn't, he didn't know how, Jerome had always either stood up for him or was enough discouragement to the other kids in the circus. He didn't have Jerome at St. Ignatius though. He was alone. Until someone did stand up for him, a girl he'd maybe seen in a few classes, Ecco. She offered him some kind words and protection from the bullies, and although he tried to push her away at first she was persistent. Who else in his life had been persistent? Jerome. He saw the same first spirit in this girl as he'd seen in his own twin. Slowly, he let her in more and more, and the more time he spent with this girl the more he saw his brother.

And I'm sorry this is irrelevant and off topic and I'm just rambling. But uh... yeah, I'm basically doing Harley's job myself atm and I wish I could talk to her even more now because I have so much I could tell her, and she can probably get some information that I couldn't from two measly episodes and Jerome's pining rambling about his twin, and yeah. Basically everything in Jeremiah's life revolves around Jerome. Ecco, Bruce, even the mazes and labyrinths, it ALL comes back to Jerome and their separation, and you've just added another layer for me

Don't say sorry, this is great! Thank you for feeding me Valeskacest content. I will devour it unapologetically. 🥰

You're blowing my mind right now when you compared Harley to Jerome, at least from Jeremiah's perspective. That's such an interesting twist! And one I hadn't considered. I can see why it'd be easier for Jeremiah to trust a doctor who, in some ways, reminds him of Jerome. He would still have to give up his authenticity in order to develop that attachment to Harley though.

You're right about the letters, and I wonder if Jeremiah would keep them? But in doing so it's just another record of time, and I don't think he'd like the reminders. Maybe he has Ecco dispose of them, or take them to another location (security box at the bank maybe?). OH! Jeremiah never said if he wrote back to his mother. He received letters but he never explicitly stated he wrote back to her. What if the letters were going to the Wilde family? Or another source? Like if he used a PO box address. Because this guy wants to be unknown, undetectable, untraceable.

The way you wrapped that up at the end *Chef's kiss* Jeremiah's life revolves around Jerome, and he can't escape it, no matter how many lies he tells himself (and others).

[favterukanes]

Ok I got TERU SONGS!!!!!!

a lot are sad/angsty sorry not sorry- again the songs are sad, angsty, and just songs that reminds me of him for no reason ^^

Numb little bug by our last night (one of my personal favs)

Juliet by cavetown (this song is also in my Terukane Playlist-)

Fight fire with gasoline by self deception

Straight to hell by dead things

People I don't like by UPSAHL (this one also reminds me of the sunflower trio)

Purgatorium by awake at last

Hostage by no resolve

Graveyard by our last night

Daddy issues (remix) by the neighborhood & syd (YES OK- )

My way by NEFFEX

In fact (the carousel remix) by Gregory and the hawk (this would actually be a song about Kou-)

Family line by Conan gray (I literally love this song-)

Look who's inside again by bo Burnham (the ultimate Teru song in my opinion-)

Like a villain by bad omens

Kate's not here by girl in red

Scars that I'm hiding by from ashes to new

Mouth full of razors by memory of a melody

Hell and back (remix) by Jerome the prince

Darkest days by becko

Rät by Penelope scott

Mememe by 100 gecs

There are some hard bops in here (tho I love all of them) so I hope you enjoy!!! ^^

HAHAHA u cant have a Teru playlist without angst. Its impossible!!

WOOOOOAAHHH. FIRST ONE IS ALREADY A BANGER?

At this point the entire lyric matches with him!! And its such a great music too. I wish i could pick a single bit of the music to put here but it all matches ??!! Σ(°ロ°)

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I'll always love cavetown & his musics, no matter the hate ppl give to him!!

And i have such a soft spot for this music, and how poetic it is ugghh!!

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HAHAHAH couldnt miss daddy issues in a Teru playlist.

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i loved "in fact" thats exactly the type of music i like to listen to!!??!? And it is so amazing im flabbergasted!

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FUCKKK, FAMILY LINE IS SO GOOD. Totally shocked with this playlist now, just woah.

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YEYEYEYEYEYEYE BO BURNHAM!!!

With Teru's prideful self, aahhhh !!!

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I dont even have anymore to say!! Just that i loved ur whole playlist !!

funny how this playlist show how badass Teru is but at the same time so pathetic, THATS IT!!!

Big bops here, i had fun listening (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

[mysticalfangirl]

Destiny (Part 2)

Book-TRR

Pairing - Liam x MC (Riley) ; Riley, Charles(siblings)

Author's note - I have always wondered why there is no proper discussion regarding Riley's past so this is something I came up with.

No. of words- 1658

Catch up on Part 1 of 'Destiny' Here

Riley sat in the solarium of the palace as her mind drifted off to everything that happened in past one month, meeting Charles after six years was overwhelming, Charles still hadn't told her where he was for past six years or if he ever tried to reach out to her after she move out of Boston and settled in New York. When she first saw Charles after six years outside Olivia's estate in Lythikos, she felt as if her legs were frozen, she wanted to go away, ignore him just like he ignored her after their parents demise, but no matter how much she told herself to move she couldn't.

She came back to her senses when she heard someone approaching, she turned to see Charles coming her way, he sat on the chair opposite to her and helped himself with a cup of tea, seeing him acting so casual around her as if nothing ever happened made her so angry that her hand shook and hot tea spilled on her hand making her wince.

"Are you okay? " Charles asked frantically checking her hands after making sure she was fine he went back to his seat.

"You are a married woman, but you couldn't even hold a cup properly" Said Charles trying to ease the situation

"DON'T ACT LIKE YOU CARE BECAUSE I KNOW YOU DON'T" Riley screamed angrily.

"You left when I needed you the most" Riley whispered in a broken voice.

"Riley I...." Charles hesitantly began speaking

"Don't Riley me Charles, you don't know how hard it was for me to cope up with everything, mom and dad were gone and you.. you left without a word. Do you have any idea how desperately I looked for you. I waited for weeks, months years for you but you never came."

"Do you think I was happy when I left, huh Riles?" Charles asked

Riley turned her face without a word a word.

"You know, everyone around me started telling me that mom dad died because of me, that you left because you must have been to ashamed to call me your sister, especially after everything that happened with Jerome" Riley told him.

Charles stared at her for a moment before getting up and kneeling in front of her.

"It was never you little one." Charles said while Riley looked at him, shocked when she heard him calling her by the nickname he gave her.

"Don't call me that, please." Saying this Riley pushed him away lightly and went out of the solarium while Charles stayed there on his knees.

Liam was leaning against the main door of palace talking with Drake when he saw Riley coming toward their way wiping away her tears, she didn't reply even when Liam called her out few times and went directly inside their quarter locking the door behind her.

By the time Liam came inside she was in the bathroom where the shower was on drenching her completely as she sobbed uncontrollably curled up in a ball on the floor. Liam immediately turned off the shower scooping her in his arms as he wrapped her in thick towel. He sat her on the edge of the tub as he helped her out of her wet cloths. he then took her to their bed still wrapped in towel. After he helped Riley with her cloths they both lied on the bed. Riley was no longer crying but she hiccuped lightly in his arm as she buried her face in his shoulder.

After being like this for almost 15 minutes, Riley looked up at him.

"Will you also abandon me?" she asked him and Liam could feel how devastated she was.

"Never." Liam said as he creased her cheek

After being in his arms for few more minutes, Riley wriggled out sitting upright beside him "I am sorry, you are already so tensed regarding everything and I am not even helping, I'm just increasing your burden by my stupid problems."

"You're not a burden love. Do you remember how devastated I was when my father passed away, I felt like everything was falling apart but you were there to pick up my broken pieces and now I want to do the same for you, I want to be here for you." Liam said.

They both stayed in their room for some more time before going back to their respective duties for rest of the day

In her office she and Charles sat opposite to each other, after a while Riley spoke up "I am glad to have you back in my life Charles I really am but things have changed, you are no longer the same, neither am I. I won't ask where were, all I want to know is, why? Why did you leave?"

In the evening, after Riley was done with her work she decided to meet Charles to have a proper conversation with him.

"At first I stayed in a motel little farther from our home then I moved to Georgetown, a year later I settled in San Francisco and to why I left, I...I panicked, our parents were gone, you were just 19 and I didn't have a job to support you, I felt suffocated sitting there being acutely aware how useless I was. I was terrified and first thing which came to my mind at that moment was to flee."

Riley felt sting behind her eyes "You were not useless, you were the best brother I could ask for, it was until you decided to leave without a word. We could have been there for each other. And Charles, I was not a child, I could have financed my own studies by working part time jobs, how do you think I manged everything for almost five years"

"I am not you Riley, you are strong, very strong unlike me who runs away from problems instead of dealing with them." Charles said

Riley sighed looking at him "That's where you are very wrong, I am not strong, I guess I'm just good at hiding my true feelings. It was hard at first, but I guess you get used to it."

"I saw your wedding live on television, you looked stunning that day." Charles spoke up trying to ease up the tension between them.

"Live, huh?" Riley asked as she smiled slightly recalling her wedding with Liam.

"It was hard to miss."

"You watched the whole wedding live but you didn't think it was necessary to be with me on my special day?" Riley asked him as her voice turned slightly cold once more.

"I wanted to, but as I said, your big brother is a big coward. I didn't have the gut to face you after everything. But, I miss us Riley and I miss our playful banters."

Riley stood up and paced around her study for some time then she took a deep breath and faced Charles "You know Charles, even though you have been here for almost a month I still have this lingering fear that you would leave again without a word and cut me out once again, if you leave for the second time, I would not be handle it. I used to sit on the front porch of our house waiting for you. I might seem unreasonable to you that I'm not forgiving you even when you have apologised on several occasions, but I need time. "

"I understand." Charles said and got up to leave

"Maybe.. you could join me and Liam for breakfast tomorrow morning." Riley said as he reached the door.

"I would love to." Charles said as he smiled from ear to ear.

Next morning Riley and Liam were sitting together waiting for Charles, Riley had took the initiative to cook some of Charles's favorite foods along with the some famous Cordonian cuisine which was sent to their room by the chef.

When Charles arrived there he smiled seeing all his favourites "Aah my sister loves me too much, see King Liam she made all my favourites." He took a sip of his coffee. "More milk, less sugar. Just the way I love it. Definitely my kind of coffee."

"It's just a coffee, and I brewed that coffee for myself and I wanted to eat toast and omelette, you don't have be so smug about it" Riley told him.

Charles chuckled listening to her. During breakfast, Charles could see how much Liam and Riley cared for each other. They both were attentive towards each other. When Liam food for the second time in her plate, Riley sighed looking at him helplessly.

"What? You are yo skinny, you should eat more." Liam told her.

"But...?" Riley muttered.

"No buts, finish your breakfast."

Charles was glad that Riley found Liam, he knew he could not change the past, that he could not go back in time and slap himself for acting like an idiot, but he was sure about one thing that his sister was happy, not only because she was married to Liam, because apart from Liam she had her friends who loved her dearly and would do anything to make sure she is always happy.

Charles stayed in Cordonia for almost six weeks and he had to go back to San Francisco, he was in middle of packing when there was a knock on his door. He opened the door and found Riley at his door.

"I got this for you." She said handing over a white box to him.

"What's this?" Charles asked looking at the completely sealed box.

"Cronuts, I got it for you." Riley said

"Really?" Charles eyes lit up listening to her. "It has been too long since I had a good cronut. Thank you little one" He said as he gave her a quick hug.

After a while Charles was all prepared to go to the airport meanwhile as much as Riley wanted to go with him at the airport she couldn't because she had an important meeting which couldn't be missed. She bid the final goodbye to Charles at the palace gate with a promise that he would never block her from is life.

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[noodlecupcakes]

Knock Knock it's me 👀 Prepare yourself for the imminent bombardment 🥲 I have reduced my list of questions a lot, I swear ! For Tabitha of course 💛

12. What’s the region they feel most connected to?

18. How do they feel about John?

20. How do they feel about Jacob? (You know where I'm going with this question 👀)

22. From Fall’s End which person they DON’T get along with?

29. How do they feel at the end of all the game events?

Oh you could have asked as many questions as you liked, I would have happily answered them all. Thank you so much for asking <3

I'm gonna answer for cultist Tabby instead of Deputy Murphy as cultist Tabby is my main 'canon' version of her whereas Deputy Murphy is for AU's.

12. What's the region they feel most connected to?

I would say Henbane River is the one Tabitha feels most connected too. Its the region that Joseph took her too for their first date, a simple picnic by the river. Tabitha finds the landscape relaxing and the river calming. She also visits Faith at Jessop's Conservatory once a week for lunch.

18. How do they feel about John?

During the events before and during FC5, Tabitha feels a little sorry for John as well as a little weary. She doesn't like that Joseph thinks he needs tough love to keep him in line and behave. But she wouldn't ever tell Joseph that what John really needs is a very good therapist. She loves her brother in law despite knowing about the baptisms and the confessions. Tabitha always tries to be positive around him and is always bringing him baskets of baked goods to Seed Ranch.

During the events of New Dawn (in my timeline all the Seeds survive) Tabitha still has a lot of love for her brother in law (and her other in laws). Tabitha really appreciates how good of a relationship John has with Hope (her and Josephs third child born in the bunker). John loves all his nieces and nephews but seems to be most close with Hope, teaching her how to skin animals and other handy skills with a knife.

20. How do they feel about Jacob? (You know where I'm going with this question 👀)

During the events before and during FC5, Tabitha is unsure how she feels about Jacob, mainly because she doesn't know if he likes her or not. He isn't exactly a warm friendly person as it is, keeping to himself up in the mountains. And Joseph does not let Tabitha venture to the Whitetail Mountains often if at all. However, they do eventually become closer when Tabitha has to stay with Jacob for a week for her safety. That week together helps the two understand each other better, Tabitha then makes it a tradition to invite the Seed siblings over for Sunday lunch, wanting the family to be closer. Joseph, of course loves this idea.

During the events of New Dawn, Tabitha initially tries to fight and deny her growing feelings for Jacob after Joseph goes into self exile. Tabitha's left with four children, one stepchild who hates her, and the entirety of New Eden to look after and run (thankfully with the help of her in laws but that's still a lot of work for one woman). Jacob steps up, helping her with the kids when he can and being a wonderful uncle, teaching Gabriel and Daniel how to hunt, helping Hope with her bow skills and accepting daisy chains from Angelica.

But eventually she cannot fight her feelings for Jacob anymore and whilst she feels some guilt initially starting an affair with her brother in law, she does come to love him for a time. Even if they do their best to keep their affair a secret. However their relationship does not last, things come to a more tragic end between the two.

22. From Fall’s End which person they DON’T get along with?

Tabitha is known as 'The Mother' after she marries Joseph so really she wouldn't get along with anyone from Falls End let alone any resistance members across Hope County. But I feel if I had to pick one in particular she would not get along with, it would be Jerome Jeffries. Mainly because of all the lies Joseph would have told her about the pastor.

29. How do they feel at the end of all the game events?

Call it cheating but in my 'canon', things do differ slightly to the games ending. Yes the nukes still go off and everyone's bunker bound, but the 'Deputy' does not make it. Tabitha, Joseph, Gabriel and Daniel are all holed up in a bunker together. Tabitha is understandably scared, her whole words just been shaken up and now she has to raise two young boys in a bunker for god knows how long. Tabitha is also worried about her in laws, hoping that they too made it into their bunkers in time and are safe.

[i-have-no-brains]

So, a follow up to the post about the story I wrote. This is the one that shows it off. I picked the worst written scene I could find, just to give an idea of how bizarrely I used to write. Looking at it causes psychic damage to my already deteriorated brain, but hopefully I won't be the only one after today.

Here's the original scene:

At the broadcasting station which the radio was broadcasted A guy called Gerald (he always did the radio no matter what even if he was ill then in that case, he would do it at home because he lived at the station anyway.) was arguing with his fellow colleague Jerome about why he never got his coffee warm again (Gerald finds an excuse to shout at Jerome when possible) “WHY MUST I WAIT 5 MINUTES FOR MY COFFEE THEN WAIT AN EXTRA 2 TO LET IT COOL ONLY TO FIND THE TOP NEARLY FROZEN OVER?!” Gerald yelled “Mr. Gerald! I'm sorry! The machine needs repaired again! It's not my fault sir!” Jerome answered back “make sure it never happens again or I will make sure that when those riches are mine, I will lower your pay and make your brother do your job!” Gerald growled. “s-sir... you said that you weren't going to bother with the riches because they would mean the result of no more radio while you were gone and you would be forced to share with others! "Jerome squeaked “I will and can do what I wish Jerome, It's my business not yours. Understand?” Gerald said adding “also... you're in charge now. I'm getting my riches today. Good luck with my cousin Jim, he's rather... odd.”. Back with the group (who narrowly missed being blown up by a grenade two minutes after Gerald spoke...hmmm very suspicious that is...)

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And here's half of the remade version:

Miles away from Bonnie, Violet, M.O.X.I.E and Sparky, at a broadcasting station located on the outskirts of Sapphire City, the radio's live commentary had been put on hold while the host argued with his useless helper. The host, who is named Cyrus but better known as ‘The Faceless Charmer’, was complaining to Max, his helper, about why he once again was given lukewarm coffee. The sad fact is that Cyrus finds any reason to yell at Max, no matter how petty it might seem. It’s all just a cover up for the truth, which is that Cyrus actually cares about Max quite a lot and doesn’t want to admit it due to being stubborn and a little arrogant.

“Tell me why, every single time I ask you to make me a coffee... without fail, it’s cold?!” Cyrus yells, right up in Max’s face.

“Cyrus, I'm sorry! The machine needs repaired again! It's not my fault, sir!” Max nervously squeaks back.

“If it EVER happens again, I will string you up to the broadcasting satellite on top of the building and leave you there for the crows to eat!” Cyrus continues to yell.

“Y-yes sir, sorry sir! I’ll see that it’s fixed! Pl-please don’t send me up to the roof!”

“Good. Now, off you go and clean the floors or something.” Cyrus says, gesturing for Max to leave as he adds; “Also, I’m going out for a while. Look after the place while I’m gone and keep the radio running. I’m not sure when I’ll be back.”

“Okay... please be quick. I don’t like being here alone.” Max quietly says, fumbling with a broom as he tries to pick it up from the floor.

After a few minutes pass, Max peeks out the front door to see if Cyrus is completely gone. Seeing that the surrounding area outside is indeed empty, Max throws his broom aside and leans against the wall. His awkward demeanor has disappeared, replaced by a more annoyed one. He mumbles to himself, glaring at the floor with his arms crossed.

“...Sick of being told what to do... I’ll show him, take his damn radio and shove it... I bet he’s looking for those stupid riches and once he finds them, I’ll just be deadweight...”

Max steps away from the wall, going to the desk where Cyrus would usually sit and record for the radio. He opens a drawer on the desk, searching for a gun that he knows is hidden at the very back. A M1911 pistol, fully loaded with .45 ACP bullets. Usually, this gun is just in case of emergency and shouldn’t be used unless needed, but Max considers his situation to be important enough that he’s allowed to take the gun. Grabbing around aimlessly for a few extra seconds, he also manages to find some spare bullets just lying in the drawer.

“Perfect. These will do nicely. If I'm lucky enough, I can stalk Cyrus from just far enough that I’ll eventually get the jump on him. That idiot has no idea what’s coming for him.” Max says to himself, smirking.

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As you can see, there's a lot of differences. I've changed quite a few things to make the story more serious rather than some shitpost fanfiction about Fallout.

Feel free to give any kinds of input on how to make the new version even better than it's already going, because I would definitely appreciate that.

Anyway, I got stuff to do and a nap to take. I'm too tired for this shit.

[your-nanas-house]

My brother's girl

Pairing: Jerome Valeska X Reader; Jeremiah Valeska X Reader

Warnings: creepy Miah, fluff, slightly smut

Words: 2103

Summary: Jeremiah wants Jerome's girl.

Note: Sorry for the mistakes and the English. I think it's the longest story I've ever written 😂. First time I'm proud of myself.

Part 2

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His first thoughts about the girl were not positive, when he had seen her was when he had returned from the bookstore and had entered his trailer, freezing at the sight of a girl with y/h/c hair wearing only a shirt that was definitely big but showed her thighs and legs, in front of the stove cooking what he thought might be breakfast since it was morning.

She was pretty but she was a stranger, from her body and features she could very well be one of those obnoxious and stupid girls...she could be his age or maybe a few years younger, the way she moved could easily charm anyone but Jeremiah wasn't going to fall so low by letting that stranger in his trailer blind him or cloud his thoughts, after all he still had to find answers to his questions: what was she doing there? Who was that girl? Why was she wearing what looked like Jerome's shirt? Why was she cooking? Was she a friend of his mother's...unlikely given her young age but it was always an option to be considered; he knew very well that he could ask her, walking in and put his books on the table to be heard by her, despite the low music playing and filling the room they were in, he could open his mouth and ask her who she was and what she was doing there, ask her her intentions, ask her why she was dressed like that but he didn't need to since a few minutes later he heard the annoying voice of his twin who came out of their bedroom yawning and stretching, obviously wearing only sweatpants and without having combed his hair or brushed his teeth... gross.

But the thing that struck the ginger with the glasses the most was the fact that his twin wasn't at all disturbed by the presence of that beautiful stranger there, on the contrary, he was clearly happy about it since the first thing he did was just talking to her and hugging her from behind, pressing himself against her while leaving a wet kiss on her shoulder "gooooood morning, doll, how come you're already up?" he pouted as he moved her shirt to expose her shoulder more and nibbled her skin playfully "I was hoping you would help me with my morning problem".

Morning problem...what is the morning problem that Jerome could have, Jeremiah asked himself, quickly looking up when he realized shortly after...his morning wood...this however helped him realize that she wasn't a stranger...maybe to him but not to Jerome since she was sleeping with him apparently.

This answered a few questions but not all, unfortunately, and generated more but Jeremiah didn't want to see the scene in front of him anymore disgusted by his twin's lack of grace "Good morning" he put down the books he had picked in the library, turning his head and meeting the y/e/c eyes of the girl who had turned to him just like Jerome.

He thought he could shift his gaze, quickly take care of his things and go but those eyes of hers were like damn magnets and the sweet surprised smile didn't help, luckily there was Jerome to help and interrupted that moment with a snort "Brother... couldn't you have stayed out longer? You have something to do...to leave me and my doll alone" he purred, biting her shoulder making her gasp and giggle as she playfully slapped his shoulder rolling her eyes "oh stop it, Romie, it's just morning, how do you have so much energy?" he smiled purring at her as he grabbed her hips and held her pressed against his chest "and how do you look so beautiful?".

Disgusting and honeyed were the adjectives that came to Jeremiah's mind as he continued to watch them, only realizing the girl's proximity when she was in front of him "I'm Y/n" he nodded slightly fixing his glasses while agreeing to shake her hand "Jeremiah..."

At least she seemed polite, maybe she wasn't like those girls who feel superior and are obnoxious to everyone...

"Nice to meet you Jeremiah..have you had breakfast yet or would you like to join me and Jerome?" the ginger interrupted them again, starting to get bored, by taking her by the hips as he placed the food on the plate and sat her down on his lap "what are our plans for today, cupcake?" the girl smiled, turning to look at the boy "ours?" he nodded, pecking her lips while hugging her with a tighter grip "OUR plans!" Y/n giggled pecking his lips again "you're unique, Jerome Valeska" he smiled touching her nose with his "insult or compliment, gorgeous?" "compliment of course, hot ginger".

After a few minutes Jeremiah was no longer sure if they knew he was still in that room with them since it looked like Jerome was eating her face practicing what people call 'french kissing' or maybe making out.... he didn't know, he'd never had any experience in these things but he didn't mind, he had other things on his mind and all that was a secondary thought; he didn't leave the room he just stood there eating the food Y/n had cooked and damn it was good, this showed that she could do something and maybe she wasn't as stupid as she thought before or maybe she was since she was consensually..or so it seemed, with her twin.

When they stopped making out and started eating Y/n stayed leaned against Jerome's chest the whole time letting him cuddle her as she fed him and ate "to answer your question from earlier, handsome.... we don't have any plans.. WE, I have homework to finish and project to complete.. which I might have done last night if it wasn't because of you" she giggled at the groan of the ginger that hid his face in her neck making her laugh more "you weren't complaining last night, doll, and homeworks are so boring!".

All that new information was confusing and intriguing Jeremiah at the same time, projects? homework? She was going to school then and she was the same age as them, of age too "what kind of projects?" the two looked up to look at him, Jerome seemed to have realized his presence only then and it was he who answered without giving Y/n the time "architecture, my doll is studying architecture, right, doll?".

Doll...it sounded so crude to Jeremiah, a nickname he wouldn't use to call a girl, he would probably opt for 'my dear' or 'dearest' but that was his opinion.

Architecture, huh, apparently she wasn't really that stupid.

The ginger with glasses's gaze had been focused for several minutes on the girl who was sitting at the kitchen table working on the projects and working on papers on the table.

She was neat but not even that neat...she was like water when she worked.. there was more room? She would expand to occupy that space too just like water.

Jerome on the other hand was with his head resting on her lap and letting her stroke his hair as he talked without a break for more than two hours, but the girl didn't seem unnerved or annoyed, she listened to him and continued with her work, answering sometimes or just giggling.

It was strange that whole situation for Jeremiah, Jerome seemed..different..around that girl and even looked at her with a strange look, what was he thinking? About killing her? Will her be his first victim? Does he want to torture her in her sleep or...?

"Stop staring at me with those puppy eyes, Romie" chuckled the girl who gave him a quick look before continuing, Jerome continued to look at her like that, hinting a smile and turning her face towards him "I think I love you, Y/n.. is that a good thing or a bad thing?" Jeremiah was surprised and the girl as well given her facial features but her expression quickly changed as she smiled again and went back to her papers "a good thing since I love you too".

The ginger was over the moon, Jeremiah could tell, he had never seen such a big smile on his twin's face and it creeped him out quite a bit, he didn't deserve her, Y/n was pretty much the opposite of him! Smart, beautiful, nice and willing to help people...Jerome on the other hand was stupid, crude, creepy and born bad, he didn't deserve an angel like Y/n..according to Jeremiah.

He almost felt sad when he heard that Y/n lived in that city where they had stopped 'Gotham city' but he was relieved as soon as his twin told him...well he didn't tell him in person, he had..overheard him while the two of them were talking in his room, that the girl would be staying with them at the circus all summer since she didn't have to go to school.

The days since Y/n had joined the circus temporarily were pretty much the same, they would wake up together and cuddle or fix Jerome's little morning problem..if you know what I mean.

They would have breakfast together in the trailer or going outside, she would help Jerome with the things he had to do and she would also do the dishes while he cuddled and stuck to her like a mussel.

Jeremiah still didn't understand how she wasn't bothered by any of this at all, if she was his he wouldn't be so...annoying and possessive, he wouldn't treat her like a doll, he would treat her like a fucking princess, he wouldn't use nicknames like doll, gorgeous, cupcake, toots, baby doll, doll face, he would just use a couple of elegant but sweet ones like darling, dearest, my dear or just call her by her name.

He didn't know why he was so jealous, maybe it was because his twin seemed so happy even though he was in hell (the circus) or maybe it was because Jerome had found someone who seemed to love him before he did...the only thing he knew is that he didn't like that and he wanted Y/n.

He had to have her, she was the only one who had made him feel new things without even knowing, even as he watched her in the room with Jerome, the moments when the ginger would drop her or pull her to sit on his lap and start one of their make out sessions that usually ended: With her being fucked against the wall or against the bed or on the floor, her bouncing quickly while Jerome buried his face in her boobs, allowing Jeremiah to imagine himself in his place more easily, imagine being the one with his cock buried in her pussy and with his face between her boobs or maybe between her thighs.

He'd like that, he'd like that a lot but he didn't know how to do it, he'd tried telling her lies about his twin, exaggerating real facts and trying to get her to leave him but it never worked; he'd even been caught by Jerome more than once, Jeremiah'd hoped it would end in a fight but it would end in a fuck or cuddles between her and the ginger with messy hair!

"You're so beautiful in the morning...and all day" Jerome kissed her, smiling in love;

if they were in a cartoon the ginger would surely have eyes with heart shaped pupils or his heart would come out of his chest beating hard and fast for Y/n;

she smiled returning the kiss as she finished making breakfast, adjusting her glasses on her nose and turned and fed him with the food giggling at the moan of pleasure the ginger made "I ... I want you as my wife, doll!".

Yes, there were those mornings where they were cheesy and in love and Jeremiah hated it, he felt every time on those days that he had no hope of having her all to himself.

"What-" Jerome gently removed her glasses, putting them on himself, looking up at her with a flirty smirk "how do they look on me?" Y/n giggled kissing his nose "you look like a sexy professor or a more rebellious version of Jeremiah...you choose" he chuckled darkly putting her on his lap "sexy professor.. I like that better, dolly".

He hated it!

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[ghostie-galaxi]

TO1 waking you up in the morning

I promise you I'm still working on my actually requests my brain just still isn't in the right mood I'm sorry these are taking so long

Jaeyun

*insert the wake up, darling joke*

Fr though I just want to see him where he tries to be nice about waking you up by rubbing your back slowly

But he doesn't really work so with some shaking he tries to wake you up, which slowly it does but you still pretend to be asleep

So he tries something else and says the wake up, darling thing to you

And you low-key hate it so you get scared and get out of bed super quickly, never doing that again

Chihoon

Probably the one that doesn't care if you sleep in, like he'll just leave you there

Or join you, whenever one he's in the mood for

But fr if you have to be up for something and you don't wake up, he's not waking you up either so try not to be late

There might be some occasion where he complains loudly that you're sleepy and just comes and lays next to you roughly, making the bed bounce

Scared the shit out of you but at least it worked

Donggeon

Sweet baby boy her is going to be your perfect romance fantasy like-

He'd turn to you in bed and caress your cheek and jawline with his finger, admiring your cute sleeping face

The touch slowly makes you wake up and your meet by his smiling face

Soft Morning Kisses™

Probably stays in bed with you for awhile after wake you up just cuddling and kissing you everywhere because he doesn't want to ruin the moment

Chan/Chanhyuk

Don't judge me but I feel like he has a thing with tickling and I think he used it to wake up Chihoon this one time

So it's no different with you

He doesn't even to see how long it takes you to wake up, when he's ready he's waking you up too

Pulls away the covers as his hands gently tickles your sides, slowly and gently waking up up with a surprise

It's never hard enough to jolt you awake but enough to make you giggle cutely at him, followed by soft kiss

Jisu

Honestly I feel like you'd always wake up before him

And you don't really want to wake him up since you know he's busy and tired but he's so cute

Probably just scoot closer to him and wrap your arm over his chest, resting your head on his should burying into his next

You'd just close your eyes and not really go back to sleep but just enjoy being close to him

He'd eventually wake up to you cuddling into him and he'd be so happy that this is what he gets to wake up to from now

Minsu

Really sweet about it

Probably just doesn't want you to sleep in for too long and since he's up he'll normally try to wake you up

Sits down on the edge of the bed and strokes your hair, quietly whispering for you to wake up

If that's not working he'll shake you a bit to see if that works, which normally it does

Smiles and kisses you good morning after your up and probably takes you to go make breakfast with him

J.You/Jeyou

Low-key feel like he's also be a tickler or just something of equal forcefulness (?)

Like either that or just lays on you kissing your neck or picks you up from bed and walks around with you

Jokingly complains about you too some days when he wakes you up

But then you'd both just go back and forth being sassy to each other and he'd think your adorable trying to be "superior" and just nod sarcastically

Gives into you though kissing to dramatically

Kyungho

I'm pretty sure I read somewhere that he's a morning person so he usually wakes up earlier than others

Tries not to wake up when he gets up, but can't help but peck your check or forehead before he goes to work out

Although depending on how long afterwards it takes for you to wake up he'll take matters into his own hand

Sits on top of you, straddling you before laying down on top of you

Sits there until you're awake, even if that means bothering you with kisses until you do

Jerome/Sungmin

Omg- literally bothers you so much but he's adorable so it's ok

Starts by just cuddling/spooning you but when you don't wake up he gets all pouty whines quietly even though you can't hear him

Shakes you gently, when you start the wake up he gets so smiley and just starts kissing your face as you slowly come into consciousness

You laugh at him, trying to roll away but he'll follow and lay on top of you, leaving ticklish kisses down your neck making you giggle

"Ok, I'm up!" You say before he stops and looks down at you with puppy dog eyes before leaving a few more kisses in your lips and nose pretty much pure fluff

Woonggi

Another one to try and shake you awake while whining cutely

Would be the one to make little threats that he won't kiss you or something even though he knows you can't hear

Sarcastically gets frustrated and leaves only to come back every 5 minutes to see if your awake

Gives up waiting for you and just sits on you while he loudly whines and shakes you awake

And then when you do wake up and ask him what's his deal he just walks away like nothing happened

[lovelyyy-luna]

dancing with the devil {pt.3}

fandom: gotham

fic summary: y/n has always been different from her family. When she meets Jerome has she finally met her better half?

chapter summary: y/n and Jerome go on a small date. But when reality strikes she has to go wedding dress shopping.

warning: anxiety attack and cussing

word count: 1404

a/n: I have a photo of the dresses linked. The images have a certain body type, that doesn’t mean that’s what the reader looks like. Just using the dress as inspo <3

date: july 8, 2021

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It was already dark out and no one in your house was answering the phone.

There was only one other person you could and your heart was fluttering again.

As if you weren’t in control of your body you dial his number.

His voice sounded like the one thing that you’ve been missing in your life, “I’ve been expecting your call beautiful.”

You couldn’t help but giggle like a schoolgirl, “I'm sorry for taking so long, had a busy day. Listen, I'm sorry for asking you this but is there any way you can pick me up?”

“Of course! I’ll be right there. Where are you?”

“I'm at the florist shop on 6th.”

“See you in a bit, my queen.”

He hung up and his nickname for you made you giddy and blush.

Only 5 minutes have passed and a town car pulled up next to you. The window rolled down and you see his face with a smile stapled to it.

You reach to open the door but he gets out of the car and beats you to the punch. He opened the door like a gentleman. You smiled at him and slid in the seat. He closed it and went back around to his side. When he got in you were beyond nervous.

The car started to drive and his hand caressed yours. You started to calm down.

“Um, where are we going?” you say breaking the silence.

“Anywhere you want! Are ya hungry?”

You nod and he tells the driver to take him to his usual place.

You arrive in front of a little diner. The place looked like it was shot out of the 1950s and you loved it.

He had the restaurant cleared, and he had the staff make the atmosphere romantic.

Lights dim, nice jazz music, and a single stem of Belladonna placed in a small vase in the middle of the table.

He opens the door to the diner for you and you sit down and he sits right across from you.

You and him order some burgers and a milkshake to share.

“So what were you doing at the florists?” he asked looking longingly in your eyes.

You didn't want to tell him the real reason because you were afraid that saying it out loud would hurt him.

“I met my friend there and we just lost track of time.”

Your hand was on the table tapping away, still nervous. He reaches across the table and grabs your hand. You then start to giggle.

“What's so funny beautiful?”

“It's just that I’m here with a guy that I met at a club and I don't even know his name.”

“My name is Jerome, beautiful. And yours is Y/N.”

“And how do you know that?”

“Well I do my research and I know your family.”

You were surprised that he brought up your family. You would think that a “businessman” like himself would keep that stuff on the down-low.

“And how exactly do you know them?”

“Me and your father do business together.”

You knew what the business was but you didn't want to pry it open.

The food came and it was probably one of the best you've ever had.

You and him finish and decide to take a walk to the pier. Getting near the coast was getting cooler and Jerome noticed and did the gentlemanly thing and put his suit jacket around you.

You and him talked about meaningless things all night. For some reason, you ended up slow dancing when the sun was coming up.

“Where have you been all my life, Y/N?”

You look up at him and smile, “I’ve been waiting for you, Jerome.”

You both continue to dance until his driver comes letting him know that something has happened.

Jerome had business to do near where you were, he wanted his driver to drop you off to ensure that you were safe but Ivy lived nearby and you would rather see her than your mother.

He insisted that one of his men walk you there and you didn’t want to argue so you agreed.

You and Jeromes goon walk to Ivy's. He didn't say a word until you got to her house. Just a simple goodbye.

You used the key Ivy gave you. “Mainly for emergencies but also if you want to escape the world for a little,” she said.

You walked into the apartment and she didn’t seem to be home. So you decided to just take a quick shower. You placed your clothes along with Jerome’s jacket on the catch-all chair and let the warm water wash all over you.

You were almost done washing your body when a hello echoed throughout the apartment.

“It’s just me Ivy!”

She sighs with relief, “Oh thank god, thought I was going to have to kill you.”

You laugh, “Please don't.”

You get out of the shower and your phone starts to ring, Ivy answers with you being busy drying off.

“Okay, I'll hand it off to her.”

She hands you the phone and it was your maid Flora, “Miss Y/N, your mother is very mad and she has another big day of wedding stuff planned. She wants to know where you are.”

You can hear your mother on the other side in the background yelling.

You groaned in annoyance, “I'm with Ivy, do you know what she needs done? I can get some done on my own”

“Okay miss, she needs you to head to the dress shop to get a fitting at 3 o’clock.”

“Did she already pick out my dress?”

Flora whispers, “Unfortunately yes, miss.”

“Fine, I'll get that done. Thank you, Flora.”

You hang up and flail yourself on Ivy’s bed. “How about we go together? We can make a whole day of it. We’ll get brunch and then do the fitting and maybe go to the botanical gardens.”

“That sounds great Ive but aren't you banned from the gardens?”

“Yes, but I can get them to change their minds,” she says with an evil smirk.

You both laugh and you get dressed in some of the clothes you had left at Ivy’s.

You ate slowly at brunch, you didn’t want to go to do the fitting.

But Ivy made you finish because she knew that if you didn’t your mom was going to rip you a new one.

You walked into the shop and everything was white. It burned.

“Miss Y/N welcome! Why don't you come with me and try the dress on.” The shop attendant said.

You walked into the dressing room with her and the dress was just okay. Nothing you dreamed of for your wedding. You walked out and Ivy noticed that you were sad. You step onto the platform and look at yourself in the mirror.

The dress poofed out and the veil was covering your face.

Little did you know that Jerome was across the street having a business meeting with another one of his associates. Jerome’s eyes wandered and landed on you. He cut the meeting short and went to see what you were doing.

He got up to the window and saw you all in white. He couldn’t tell that you were crying. And he walked away confused and upset.

Ivy got up from the couch and started to comfort you, hugging you.

“Ivy I don't want this.” you cry and start to fan yourself. “It’s so hot! Why is it getting so hot?”

You were having a panic attack. Ivy got the dress off of you and the shop attendant was just staring at the both of you, which got Ivy upset, “Do you see something you like you stupid cunt?”

Ivy took you into the bathroom and dabbed a cool towel on your face, “Honey everything is going to be okay.”

“No, it’s not Ive. My mother is controlling every aspect of my life. I can't breathe. Ivy, I keep feeling like it’s going to happen again.”

“Hey look at me! It’s not going to happen again. I won’t let it happen again.” she hugs you and you start to calm down.

You finish the fitting and you head back to Ivy’s house.

You got to her stoop when she got a text, “Shit! I'm sorry, it’s work, go make yourself at home okay?”

You nod and go your separate ways.

You walk into her home and you could see the sunset over the ocean out her window.

“Beautiful sunset isn’t it?” a voice said by the window.

“Jerome! What are you doing here?” you skip over to him hugging him, but he didn’t hug as tightly back.

“I'm here to see how your day was.”

“Oh well, you could have called or texted me. But my day was overall okay.”

“Really? Nothing exciting happened today?”

“Not really.”

He got closer to you, “I know you’re lying and I wouldn’t want to start a relationship with a lie.”

You were still confused, “I'm not lying.”

“Oh really then it wasn’t you that I saw trying on wedding dresses with Ivy?”

With that, your blood ran cold.

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Request

Could I request a part 3? Jerome keeps the reader as his hostage for popularity and attention. Reader is really fond of the attention she gets as well and eventually sleeps with Jerome again? In the end she sees how Galavan kills him and is really sad?

Here's part 4!!

Had to split it in two again...I'm sorry. Post the other half right after this one here!!

Gif credit: @bonniebirddoesgifs

Jerome x female reader (part 4)

Warnings: smut

Word count: 1877

*Days later*

Living with Jerome wasn't as bad as you actually thought. Yes, his possessiveness and always playing the boss annoyed you a lot but you've learned to ignore it.

You literally zoned everything out that made you feel uncomfortable or that annoyed you. And it worked. You were a lot calmer than before, you didn't start panicking immediately when Greenwood or Dobkins were staring at you. You stayed calm because sooner or later they would end up arguing with Jerome if he got aware of it because he hated people staring at you.

You even found 2 new friends: Tabitha and Barbara.

They both were kind to you and helped you how to defend yourself against all these strange lunatics. They treated you how to use a gun, how to fight with or without weapons. You weren't a pro but you got it fast.

It was just a little ordinary for you that they both kept fucking behind Theo's back but it didn't matter to you. You did that with Jerome as well, well, it was more or less behind Theo's back. You both weren't really quiet and you both did it pretty often...and the bites and marks on your neck were pretty obvious because your neck was full of it.

Right now, you were relaxing in your bed watching the news:

"Breaking News

Since a few days (Y/n) (Y/ln) will be missed. Her friend (Y/bff/n) (Y/bff/ln) told that she was about to visit them after watching the cruel claim the Maniax' shot caller Jerome Valeska was giving us. Her friend said she tried to call (Y/n) several times but she didn't pick up the phone. Her friend's afraid that either the Maniax have kidnapped or killed her.

If you see her or have an idea where (Y/n) (Y/ln) could be then please report to the GCPD. Every information can be useful!"

You turned the TV off.

You smirked for yourself. Yes, it sucked that you couldn't be with your friends not could you go out - but you loved this big amount of attention. You were the person peope were looking for. Everyone's eyes were on you as if you were a famous person.

Suddenly your door opened - Barbara.

"Hey darling- ugh, is Jerome still in the bathroom?" She sighed frowning "He should hurry up. Time is running!"

"Calm down Babs," you giggled a little "Wanna watch the news with me? I'm in the TV! My friend is missing me."

"Yeah, I've seen that already." She gave you a short smile "We just need to be careful now. Don't want cops chasing my ass."

"Understandable." You nodded "But...you know, somehow I like this attention. All eyes on me...I never really had that. I was just a simple girl, you could even call me a ghost because no one really noticed me...and now the whole city knows me because I just 'disappeared'. I feel famous and happy."

"Probably because you're famous, somewhat." Barbara gave you a grin flickering her tongue.

"May be, I just know I want more of it. I love being the head of missed people, and I love being the headline." you chuckled letting out a sigh in happiness.

"Wow, Jerome's really got a big effect on you, darling." Barbara scoffed.

"Why's that?"You frowned not understanding what she meant.

"Sweetie, days ago you've been the most anxious and shy girl amongst us. You were frightened by everything that was just moving...and look at you now. You're a smart, calm, sassy ass that reaches for fame - as he does." You both chuckled.

"I could tell you the same with Tabitha. She has to be a master in bed for calming you down after a stressed day. I mean, on the one you're bitching around and after Tabitha 'talks to you in private' at night, you're a sunshine in the next morning." I laughed loudly making Barbara blush.

"Says you! I think I don't need to remind you that the whole city can hear you." Barbara mocked with a laughter.

"At least just the city is hearing me." You laughed louder "I'm sorry, I had to."

"Hey ladies,"Jerome came out of the bathroom before Barbara could respond. He was   just wearing a claret gown, his hair was still wet from the shower "I see, we're in a good mood, doll, aren't we?"

"As always," you grinned "Just had a very nice conversation with Barbara."

"Yeah," Barbara grinned, it faded though as she faced Jerome "Now hurry up, ginger. We don't wanna be late." She left quick.

"She's a feisty one, I like that," Jerome just let out a sigh with a short grin closing the door "But I hate being bossed around. I am the boss!"

He made  his way to you slowly. Then he grabbed your hands pulling you fast out of the bed that you stood close to him. You immediately wrapped your arms around his neck while wrapped his around your waist.

You knew this rough undertone on him. He tried to be kind in front of you but actually he was pissed of being commanded - especially by a woman.

"I know and she does, too. She doesn't mean to be a bitch," You assured him with giving him a smile "She's just stressed. Probably needs a quick fuck or something to calm down."

"Hm," Jerome just hummed and shrugged, not really paying attention to what you were saying. Instead he grabbed your ass harshly pulling you close to him. You could feel his bulge growing against your leg "Talking about a quick fuck..."

Before you could even answer, Jerome pressed his lips against yours. His hands grabbed your cheeks and pressed your face even more against his to intense the kiss. His light chuckle in the kiss only made let you blush after you let out a little moan. He pressed his body against yours to close the gap between you two. Your lips parted this time to let his tongue explore your mouth and you couldn't help but moan as he slipped his tongue into your mouth fighting for dominance. You r hands wandered up tangling hour fingers into his hair, gripping and pulling his head further down, deepening the kiss.

He pressed you against the wall and slid a knee in the space separating your thighs to position his body between your legs. His hands gripped your ass lifting you up to wrap your legs around his waist. He lowered his head down to leave a bunch of wet kisses on your neck, you pulled him in closer with your hands and bit your lip in arousal. He licked and bit at the soft skin of your neck, leaving his mark there making you gasp. His lips found yours again and once more.

Your shirt was ripped apart from your body by his eagerness to fuck you and he could feel a strip of your bare skin against his. You arched up into him more and suddenly your hands left his head so that you could the knot of his gown. You shove the gown down from his body, now he stood naked in front of you; his errection was strongly pressed against your crotch.

He unclasped your bra hastily and without pulling away from your mouth he tossed it across the room. With your bare breasts against his chest, you felt a rush of heat slowly spread throughout your body.

You tightened your legs around his waist and pressed him even more against your body. You became horny from the wild make out session; you wanted him right here, right now.

His hand reached down and shoved the button of your pants through its hole impatiently. Eagerness was written in his face. He couldn't wait anymore to finally inset his hard member into you, feel the warm and wet walls on his skin, making you moan and scream his name until you cum.

He slid his hands down to your panties, ripping it off from your legs and throwing it behind him. He moaned quietly when he felt just how hot and wet you were for him. You didn't want to wait any longer and neither did he, it was becoming unbearable. You both wanted, even needed pleasure to be satisfied.

Instantly and without any kind of hesitation, he shove his member into your wet entrance. You let out a gasp followed by a moan, your body stretching to accommodate him.

He slowly pulled out before thrusting back in with a sharp snap of his hips.

Your whole body felt weak with every thrust he did into you as every time you had sex with him. You were completely understand his control, he could do everything with you. Your body shivered slightly through this pleasure he was giving you. Every thrust hurt more, each of your moans became louder, Jerome became faster. Your head was dug into the crook of his neck, your nails were dug into his shoulders leaving marks while you tried to adjust just fast pace and the pleasure.

"Oh God, Jerome!" You cried out loud while scratching his whole back down.

You felt his nails were dug deeper in your ass and his grunts made you shiver in pleasure with every thrust. And again he drilled his long hard member into you making sure he hit your g spot every time he entered your cunt.

He loved hearing you moan, you say he was addicted to it. You moans were giving him chills, aroused him. He couldn't get enough of it. If he could he would fuck you non stop, just to hear all these sweet moans of yours.

You moaned louder as he speeded up. You were hot and tight around him, you heard him swearing with a moan as he felt your walls clenchinh more on his member.

He groaned your name out quietly and you responded by rocking your hips up to give him all the pleasure he needed now.

You bit your lower lip nervously as a knot was built in your abdomen - you knew you were close. You moaned uncontrollably caused by all the pleasure which didn't even give you the chance to hold anything back - you really couldn't as hard as you tried to. You couldn't handle it all. It was too much for your body. You legs started to shake with each of Jerome's thrusts.

Gripping onto his back tighter, you buried your face in the crook of his neck to stifle your cry as you came all over him without any warning. He gasped lowly as you covered him in your tight and warm wetness. Your legs were twitching and your chest heaving. He thrust his hips several more times until he couldn't hold back any more, releasing into you. A soft moan escaped your lips upon the contact, you held him close and kept your head underneath his neck, breathing heavily with him.

"Didn't know you needed it that much right now." You said under gasps still trying to calm down from your high.

"Dont think I'm done with you, doll," Jerome grinned "I just wanted to let you breathe"

[bonded-by-love-and-hatred]

Ok ok ok, so. About the idea of Jeremiah being adopted by by the Waynes instead of the Wildes. Do you think Jeremiah would have told Bruce that he was Jerome's brother after he gets broken out of Arkham? Obviously they're twins so I'm sure Bruce would have questions, but would Miah answer honestly?

I feel like it would depend on how close the boys are come to think of it. (I say they're close, like REALLY close. Closer-than-brothers-should-be-even-if-one-is-adopted kind of close 😉) I don't think Miah would even wait to be confronted by Bruce, he'd just tell him as soon as he found out Jerome escaped.

But what do you think?

I think he'd tell him even sooner than that. Probably right after hearing about the whole circus affair at the GCPD because otherwise he'd run the risk of Bruce getting mad at him, and he couldn't stand that. And if Bruce did get upset, wondering why he kept a secret (they don't keep secrets, except Miah who has many or just one big one) about having a twin, Jeremiah would probably fall back on similar stories that he told Lila in order to get away from the circus.

He'd feel guilty about lying to Bruce because they are indeed very close (😉 question is: does Bruce even feel the same way or even understand what their strange relationship is? That's something I think about a lot, but it takes a lot to explain so I won't rn) BUT he can't tell him the truth and risk Bruce turning his back on him. He's trying to pick the lesser of two evils in his mind, and how would Bruce ever find out the truth anyway? Why would he believe Jerome over him if they were to meet? Him and Bruce are brothers, not Bruce and Jerome.

Jeremiah's paranoia would be in high gear, barely keeping steady thanks to Bruce, who is just trying his best to comfort him in every way he can.

Bruce would be pretty understanding, I think. He's always soft with Miah. He's not even upset about not knowing about Jerome before. He's just shocked by Miah running into his bedroom early in the morning, throwing himself on the bed apologizing and begging for forgiveness because he's kept a secret from Bruce. Maybe he doesn't even ask why Miah kept him a secret after hearing about Jerome's arrest, so Miah doesn't have to tell those lies 🤷

Miah's paranoia would only get worse when Jerome was broken out, probably to the point that Alfred has to slip him some sleeping pills just so the boy can finally rest.

And then when the whole charity gala thing happens, which Miah didn't attend because he rarely did but especially not now, then it just turns into a whole mess. Bruce, with or without hearing Miah's stories, understands why Miah left the circus and Jerome behind. (Ouch.) And Miah would be furious that Jerome touched him, actually kinda sad when he remembers the good times with Jerome who's now dead, and now even more paranoid and protective over Bruce. He would not trust Theo Galavan at ALL, and he'd hate Silver for encroaching on his territory (Bruce). He wouldn't like Theo for killing Jerome either. Theo is quite confused by this mysterious twin and would maybe try to see if he was anything at all like Jerome to use that in his favor to get to Bruce? Maybe. It wouldn't work anyway.

I do think tho, that Miah might mention Jerome from time to time when they were younger. He just wouldn't use names or even familiar titles such as "brother". Maybe he'd just say "this kid in the circus". This would be after he trusts Bruce, of course. Not that that takes long because they're connected, and how could he not trust the most honest, innocent, and sweetest boy ever? (I'm not even being sarcastic, that's just who Bruce is lol)

Sorry, you asked a single question (two, technically lol) and I just vomited out my thoughts lmao. I've swallowed down the rest for now so this doesn't get any longer and because it's twelve-thirty and I need sleep, but hopefully I actually answered your question amongst the rambling 😅

[zero-mins]

TOO | forehead kisses

chihoon

receiving!!!

he's a sleepy baby

when he's done composing songs late at night all he wants to do is to get back home and crawl into bed with you

and that's exactly what he does

he crawls into your arms while you're asleep

which would obviously wake you up

you'd ask him about how his day went but he'd be too tired to answer so you just shake it off with a kiss to his forehead

in just a few seconds he's already snoring

so cute ;—;

it'd probably almost be time for you to get up but you don't want to disturb him so you stay in bed with him just a little longer

donggeon

giving!!!

you and donggeon would love watching horror movies together

so if you suddenly get scared he'll start teasing you

"you got scared?? lmaooo"

but when he realizes how scared you actually were he'll pull you into a tight hug

turns off the movie in case another jumpscare pops up

and he'd intertwine his hands in yours to stop them from shaking

kisses your forehead and rubs his nose against yours

"i'm sorry for laughing at you babe :("

he's a huge tease but he'd never want to hurt you

will shower you with kisses to show how much he loves you

chan

receiving!!!

i get that everyone sees him as a dom

but like

i feel like he'd go absolutely soft for your kisses

especially after a long day, all he wants is your lips all over him

as soon as he gets back home and sees you, he'll pick you up and press you against the wall

y'all think something sexi boutta happen but nO

he'd look at you with puppy eyes and ask for a kiss

and you'd hold his chin up with your index finger and thumb and start kissing him from his chin, to his lips, to his nose,

once you reach his forehead his face just lights up and it's the prettiest sight to see

jisu

receiving and giving!!!

he'd give you forehead kisses when you're feeling stressed

like he'd walk up to you and cup your face with both hands and plant a kiss on your forehead, maybe even in your hair

look into your eyes and say sweet things

just wants to make you feel safe

but when he's feeling stressed he'd want to be cuddled up with you in bed

he'd want you to play with his hair and leave your lips on his forehead as he talked about his day

would wrap his arms around your waist like a koala

you'd probably fall asleep first but he wouldn't get mad bcs he appreciates being able to cuddle with you

and then he'd kiss your forehead before nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck and falling asleep with you

minsu

receiving!!!

minsu's a big flirt

if you make eye contact from afar, he'd wink at you and make all these cute faces

that'd make your heart go up down left and right rip it rip it wooo

when you're finally together, you'd shower him with kisses

jokingly get mad at him for being such a flirt

you'd have to jump a little to be tall enough to kiss his forehead

even though he saw it coming, he'd still burst into giggles

SO giggly

he'd wrap you in a hug so you'd stop kissing him before he starts blushing like crazy

the cutest ;—;

jaeyun

receiving and giving!!!

i feel like jaeyun's the kind of person that's a bit shy when it comes to showing affection

like he's trying to keep this 'chic guy' image

but everyone knows he's just really shy lmao

when you ask him for a kiss in public his ears would turn red

but he can't say no to you, so of course he'd give you a kiss (only a forehead kiss cs he's too shy to give you an actual kiss in public hshshshs)

on the flip side, he absolutely loves it when you kiss him

kissing him on the lips is nice, but kissing him on the forehead makes his heart twist and turn

he'd literally melt in your arms

he just love love love loves it

j.you

giving!!!

j.you is the perfect study buddy

even though he dropped out 💀

he'll still keep you company while you're studying

he'll sit next to you and make sure you're getting your work done

but once you start yawning he'll push your books away and pull you into a hug

"is my baby tired already?

*nods*

he'll kiss your forehead and let you lean your head on his chest

and he'll start talking about the lyrics he wrote while you were studying

if you accidentally fall asleep he'll start smiling to himself at how cute you are

kisses you even more

kyungho

giving!!!

kyungho gives me bear vibes

he's just full of love and affection for you

forehead kisses would be a normal thing

just woke up? kiss.

walk past him in the kitchen? kiss.

standing next to him in an elevator? kiss.

loves staring at you, admiring how cute/pretty you are

he'd surprise you with a forehead kiss if you're not paying attention

and you'd look up to see him staring at you with heart eyes

i'm telling you, he will kiss you at any given chance

mostly because he finds you irresistibly adorable

"you. *kiss* are. *kiss* too. *kiss* cute."

jerome

receiving!!!

even tho he's really tall

give! him! forehead! kisses!

it's easiest when you're lying down with him

loves lying down on top of you and listening to your heartbeat while you play with his hair and listen to him rant abt random stuff

if you're quiet for too long he'll look up to see if you're still awake

"hey, you fell asleep :("

you'd wake up to jerome's puppy eyes staring into yours

he's too cute asjhsbajxbsjs

you'd apologize and rub his cheeks and press a kiss onto his forehead

his nose would scrunch up and he'd get mad at you for making him blush •///•

woonggi

receiving!!!

he's a whiny baby

wants your kisses 24/7

if he sees you from afar he'll drop whatever he's doing and run right up to you and backhug you

"you. kiss me now. or else i'm breaking up with you."

he's obviously not gonna break up with you

he'd probably die from the lack of kisses if he broke up with you

you turn around and cup his cheeks

he's so ready for a kiss

but you're a brat that loves teasing him so you give him a forehead kiss instead and run away

"yaaah!!" >:((

but he secretly loves it

woonggi appreciates all kisses

i'm sorry if i get their personalities wrong ;—; constructive criticism is always welcome!

[slashingdisneypasta]

About that with the reader who's too reluctant to initiate the so desired touch, do you really think they would be that fine with it? Wouldn't they be confused or annoyed with it? I believe that they would keep a distance between, because it seems like the reader doesn't want to be touched? And that they doesn't have interest in her therefore anympre? Would be angry with her for avoiding the touches herself? I hope that makes sense? You know, I'm really insecure about it, although I'm longing for it so much. I always feel creepy when I'm melting into even the slightest touch. I just want to be hugged and held, lay against their shoulder, hold their hand, let my fingers being played with, have a hand laying on my tight, walk arm-in-arm and anything else there might be...

I do see that! And you can imagine it however you like but the way I was thinking, is that- they are basically all the same. Having grown up very lacking in love themselves (Barbara’s parents certainly don't sound like cuddly type, Jerome and Jonathan are the same, Oz had his mother but no one else, Ed- I mean clearly, Jervis never got affection from who he wanted so while he may have been loved by others it probably didn't effect him, I can definitely see Freeze being very reluctant about affection despite maybe wanting it, etc except maybe for Vic Z and Tabitha who I think is the only well balanced one in this group) or being very lacking in love and affection now mixed in with how shameless basically all the Gotham’s Rogues are they would probably smother their S/O in affection- multiplied by a thousand when they realise why you react the way you do (All unsure and maybe a bit uncomfortable, but not pushing away and even reciprocating as much as you can. Plus how the heat gathers in your face and your heart beats much faster) when they do so. And they’re all for sure smart enough to pick up on it. 

They would stop though if you told them you aren't ready (Except for probably Jerome). They’re happy to go with baby steps (ESPECIALLY OZ. He’s in the exact same boat, I think). 

Oh man, I’m similar with affection /: I absolutely do not want people touching me but also it feels kind a nice sometimes /: Safer to just say no to all, though. I’m sorry you’re so uncomfortable and insecure about it. Please do not force yourself to act comfortable with it if you aren't, man, even if you want to be. And try not to feel creepy, I’m assuring you right here right now- if someone is giving you affection its because they are truly fond of you and want you to reciprocate. You’re not creepy, you’re just like everyone else. Its normal to want this. Human. 

[peterpanfromlemonland]

Angel of Arkham

"So," Paris Beckett, one of Arkham's newest therapists and psychiatrists clicked her pen as she stared straight into Jerome Valeska's eyes, "Why did you do it?" she leaned back in her chair as the crazy eyed ginger, wiggling in his restraints, smirked. This wasn't the first time these two have met...

6 months ago...

Paris was watching the circus with her niece that calm Sunday evening, not much was going on that night, just the regular acrobats and clowns. That was until a fight ensued between the clowns and acrobats. "Oh dear," Paris muttered as her niece grimaced and looked away, "I don't think this is supposed to happen..."

"GCPD!" A voice rang out through the circus tent, a cop, "Everybody freeze!" The string of events that happened next caught Paris off guard, she was hoping for a relaxing evening but instead she got a case placed on her hands. Sadly, her "people" skills wouldn't be needed until later.

"C'mon kiddo," Paris picked up the child, "Let's get you back home before your dad scolds me for getting you involved in my work." as the two of them left the tent a young ginger, no older than Paris bumped into them- literally- and dropped his bag of cherry flavoured candies. "Oh," Paris muttered as she knelt down to pick it up, "I'm terribly sorry, sir, I wasn't looking where I was-"

"No, no," the ginger man replied as he knelt down at the same time, "It was my fault-" their hands collided and their eyes locked onto each others. The two of them stared at each other for a moment, Paris felt the warmth of his fingers brush against hers as he blindly fumbled for the bag, until the scene before her finally began to process fully.

"Oh shit!" she jerked her hand away suddenly, her niece yelping at the random movement, "I'm so so sorry... again... I didn't mean-" she stuttered as her face flushed red, rising to her feet as her niece glanced around curiously. The ginger smiled awkwardly, that smile brought butterflies to Paris's torso, it was then did the man's features jump out at her. He was kind of cute...

"Again," he chuckled grabbing the bag and hopping to his feet as well, he was a few inches taller than Paris, "It was my fault, I wasn't watching where I was going." Paris was about to say more but the pressure of her niece gently banging her head against her shoulder stopped her.

"I- uh," Paris muttered shyly, "Sorry again- crap!"

"No worries, sweets," the ginger chuckled, "I'm Jerome, by the way."

"Paris," she smiled with a slight bow, "Nice to meet you." Jerome smiled back at her before taking his leave, her eyes followed him until he faded into the darkness. A smile still on her face.

"Aunt Paris," the small voice of her niece broke through her thoughts, "Can we go home now? I'm sleepy." Paris finally remembered why she was outside, she hummed in compliance and headed to her car. The trip to Paris's brother's house was 15 minutes, it was a quiet 15 minutes, time seemed to fly by without a moment's notice.

The next thing Paris knew was that she was pulling into her brother's driveway, she shuffled out of the car with her niece in her arms, "Paris," her brother smiled as he opened the door, "Thanks for taking care of her."

"It was no trouble at all, Jack," Paris replied softly, "We had fun." she placed the young girl in her brother's arms. She could see he wanted to say more but she quickly nodded a goodbye and rushed to her car.

"Paris!" Jack called out before she could leave, "Take care of yourself, kid." Paris stared at him before flashing him a smile and driving off...

The next day Paris was called to the scene, her job was to evaluate people's mental state after a crime as well as help out the detectives gather evidence. She pulled up to the circus parking with no knowledge of what happened after she left the previous night. When she got out of her car, a detective by the name of Gordon approached her, "Ms. Beckett?" he stopped her in her tracks.

"Yes?" she replied flatly as she took a sip of her coffee.

"I'm detective Gordon with the GCPD, you were here when the commotion started correct?"

"Yes sir." Gordon looked much older than Paris, maybe around his late 20s to early 30s, "One of the circus members attacked a fellow circus member." the two of them began walking.

"That," the detective said through gritted teeth, "And we happened to stumble across a dead body." Paris nearly tripped over her own feet. Turns out that the body they found was the mother of Jerome, Paris could feel her heart plummet to her stomach. She couldn't imagine the pain that sweet boy was going through.

"So..." Gordon focused his gaze on the girl, "We want you to talk to him..." his tone was cold and blank.

"That's my job, detective," Paris replied, "But something in your tone says that you don't think I can do my job." Gordon scoffed and bit his cheek.

"How old are you again?" he cocked his head skeptically.

"18," she replied with confidence, "Should that matter?"

"Look, I have no problem with you- really- I just think you're a bit-"

"-Too young to be a psychiatrist and therapist?" she smirked, "I assure you, sir, I scored the top of my class." and with that she walked off, leaving the detective dumbfounded, a smirk crawling across her face.

Paris made her way to find Jerome, asking here and there about his whereabouts, he was sitting outside of his trailer hugging his knees with his face buried. The poor thing must've been crying all night. She approached him gently and quietly, "Jerome?" she chirped softly, causing him to jolt in his seat, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you-" she noticed that his eyes were red and puffy, probably from crying, she gazed at him warmly with a small smile.

All the boy did was sniffle and look away in shame and grief, "What do you want?" he grumbled, aware of the girl taking a small step closer to him.

"Mind if I sit by you...?" she tilted her head quizzically. Jerome just scowled in response, yet she still sat by him anyway. The boy didn't protest or argue, he just scooted over a bit to make room for the girl.

"Why are you here?" Jerome finally spoke, "You don't look like a cop..."

"That is true," Paris shrugged, "But I do evaluate people."

"What? So you're like a shrink?" he scoffed.

"I guess. But I'd also like to be your friend."

"Did they tell you to say that?"

"No," Paris chuckled, "I actually do want to be your friend."

"What's in it for you?" Jerome muttered.

"Another person to share jokes with and eat icecream with?" Paris noticed a change in Jerome's postrue, she smiled softly. The two of them sat in silence for a couple of minutes before Paris spoke again. "You doing okay? With all that happened?" Jerome sniffled and shrugged, rubbing his eyes against his sleeve.

Paris shifted to give him a hug but he jerked as if he was expecting her to smack him in the face. Her eyes met with his, once he saw no malicious intentions he calmed down and allowed her to gently hug him. Jerome cried into her shoulder for what seemed like hours, Paris rubbed his back soothingly and rocked back and forth softly. When he finished crying Paris hopped to her feet and extended a hand out to him.

"Walk with me?" she asked with a childlike wonder in her tone, Jerome couldn't refuse. The ginger took her hand in his and was quickly yanked to his feet and dragged away. The two of them weaved their way around the circus, Paris taking in the scene around her.

"Were you two close?" she asked, Jerome tilted his head in confusion, "You and your mother?" Jerome hissed in disgust as she mentioned his mother, that hiss was enough to answer Paris's question. Jerome began to tell the girl about his relationship with his mother and how she would always beat him, he told her about how he would often find his mother in bed with another man, about how she would get drunk and hit him again and again for no reason at all. Paris jotting down notes as a therapist would.

"'Jerome'," he mocked, "'Go take out the trash!' Or 'Jerome, it's always your fault!' followed by her banging a clown in the other room. I'm sorry, I'm rambling again."

"It's quite alright," Paris reassured him, "As a friend, and a therapist, it's my job to listen." Jerome stopped and smiled at her, she was quite different than the others he had met.

"My mother's love life never really bothered me at all," Jerome continued, "I mean, it's the reason I exist."

"True." Paris shrugged in agreement.

"I just hope that they find whoever did this..."

"I do as well..." Paris's voice grew quiet, Jerome noticed that her gaze darkened so he quickly changed the subject.

"I gotta go run some errands soon," he scratched his neck, "But I kinda wanna talk to you more."

"Thank you." Paris beamed at this comment.

"Mind if I get your number, sweets?" Paris didn't refuse, she quickly scribbled her number on a fresh page in her notebook before tearing it out and handing it to the ginger. Jerome said his thanks as he shoved the piece of paper into his jeans pocket, "When's a good time to call you?" he asked before he left.

"Around 5:30-6ish," Paris hummed, "Weekends I'm free to talk all day."

"You wanna go out to dinner with me tonight?" Jerome asked before she left.

"Sure, surpirse me!"

"I'll call you later tonight."

And with that the two said their goodbyes and headed their separate ways...

Back to present day, in Arkham...

Paris waited patiently for an answer, Jerome's frenzied gaze burning a hole through her composure and confidence. The silence was suffocating.

"Well?" she urged, "I'm waiting for your answer." Jerome only laughed, if it were during other circumstances Paris would've adored that laugh of his. But in that moment his laugh brought fear.

"You remember the time I took you out for dinner," Jerome started, "Right, sweets?"

[quellines-stories]

I've probably sent you five messages now and I'm being super annoying but I'm having valeyne withdraws

You’re not annoying at all don’t worry anon! Your messages are v sweet and mean a lot to me so thank you for taking the time to send them!

I’m sorry you’re having Valeyne withdrawals asdfgkh–

I haven’t finished the next chapter yet but here have some imagines if that helps lmfao 😃

[14 yr. old Wayne and 17 yr. old Jerome] 1) The Gotham origins era. Essentially the show era where Wayne and Jerome are just a pair of kiddos. To the GCPD, Wayne’s just a rich kid and Jerome’s a criminal that went into hiding. The unrequited era where Wayne has a thing for Jerome, but Jerome doesn’t return the notion due to how he’s about to be an adult, and Wayne’s just started high school.

2) Everyone including Jerome knows Wayne has a crush on Jerome and Wayne even admitted it at that, yet for the one time he admitted it the one hundred times he’s denied it. It’s become a game- a bet- to see who can get Wayne to admit it again first. Jerome isn’t fond of the game and tells the kids to bug off.

3) Jerome is a natural flirt. A jokester flirt. A flirt who accidentally says something flirty to Wayne that wasn’t meant to be flirty and results in Wayne either being awkward and avoiding him with a blush for a week or ballsy and smirking at him smugly for a week. There’s no in between and Wayne never comments on it– only provides expressions.

4) Wayne very rarely laughs, but when he does it’s generally thanks to Jerome. Jerome is rarely serious, but when he is it’s generally because of something involving Wayne. They balance each other out.

5) They both help each other’s impulse controls. Wayne eases Jerome’s urges to lunge at Gordon and Jerome eases Wayne’s urges to challenge five high school bullies to a fight. Wayne keeps Jerome’s ballsy behavior in check, Jerome keeps Wayne’s pride in check.

6) The only other friend they feel as comfortable as they feel with each other is Selina. Jerome views her as a little sister, Wayne views her as Crush Number Two.

7) Despite Jerome being careful to not be too touchy feely after finding out about Wayne’s attraction towards him, he still comforts Wayne with long hugs and rubs on the back whenever the boy has a nightmare about the alleyway, or when he’s freaking out about how Selina has been gone for way too long. Additionally, while Wayne respects Jerome’s boundaries, he does the same whenever Jerome is feeling upset, and while it occurs A LOT more rarely and A LOT less severely than Wayne’s panic attacks, they still occur every once in a while.

8) Despite being closer to one another than anyone else, they can pick up each other’s social cues, and know when to let the other have some time to themselves.

9) While Wayne’s bummed out Jerome doesn’t return his attraction, he gradually grows thankful when realizing Jerome could have very well taken advantage of him, and is even relieved Jerome was clear about why he needs to look out for older men who would welcome his affection.

10) Jerome is terrified of clowns, Wayne’s terrified of bats. Selina is the only other one who is aware of this. Selina resists the urge to dress up as a clown bat, because Selina is not a mean person, and that costume would probably look silly in any case. Jen encourages it jokingly.

11) Jerome definitely has a bond that’s stronger than a close friendship with Wayne, and it’s not a brotherly one, however it’s certainly not romantic.

12) Jerome and Wayne are just two traumatized kids that found each other, and aren’t sure what it would be like if they hadn’t, and aren’t sure they want to be. This is also why they view their other friends (Selina, Ivy, Jen, Jonathan, and Harley) as family as well– even if Jerome isn’t as close to them, to an extent, he cares about them.

[19 yr. old Wayne and 21 yr. old Jerome]1) The training era. The era where Wayne trains to become Batman, and something pushes Jerome to train with the Redhood gang. To the GCPD, they’re not worth noting yet, because Wayne’s on the other side of the world and the Redhood gang hasn’t committed big enough crimes to get noticed since the cops have bigger things to worry about than a few stealthy robberies. The lenient era where Jerome doesn’t frown down upon Wayne’s occasional flirts, but doesn’t encourage them either, but since he smirks at the advances rather than give Wayne a look, the occasional flirts have become a bit more common.

2) One of Ra’s Al Ghul’s first questions is whether Wayne is close to anyone who isn’t family since he needs to separate himself from all loved ones regardless of relation. Ra’s Al Ghul elaborates by asking Wayne if there’s a woman, for example. Wayne says no, and technically he isn’t lying, because Jerome isn’t a woman.

3) Jerome never mentions Wayne to the Redhood gang, because he’s aware that if he ever messed up, they’d go after anyone he cared about. So Jerome lies and insists he doesn’t have any loved ones.

4) Wayne writes a lot of letters to all of his friends– particularly Jerome, Selina, and Alfred. Alfred’s the only one who receives the letters, because the others get ‘lost.’

5) Jerome gets his ass kicked by a Redhood member he directs a sarcastic comment to. This is the first time Jerome has to patch himself up without Wayne’s help.

6) Wayne allows Ra’s Al Ghul to mess with his mind the same way the older guy that mind controlled him in Gotham did. Wayne tries to keep Jerome and Selina secrets since Ra’s already knows about Alfred. Wayne fails, and as punishment for not being honest Ra locks away his emotions towards them. It takes Wayne a month to break free of such and finally feel something other than disdain towards his old friends.

7) Jerome visits Selina sometimes. She can tell he’s not doing well, but he won’t listen when she begs him to leave the Redhood gang. Selina hopes Wayne will come back soon to talk some sense into Jerome. Wayne doesn’t come back for a long time. Jerome gradually starts visiting Selina less frequently.

8) Wayne has trouble recalling what Jerome looks and sounds like after a while. He’s also lost the picture he took of him with his friends the day before he left for training. He’s pretty sure Ra’s magic is the cause of this.

9) Jerome promised Wayne he’d stay on the right track when Wayne left. He doesn’t.

10) Wayne finally realized Ra’s was trying to shape him into a killer. Wayne escapes the league of shadows, but it’s a long way down the snowy mountain. It’s cold, but it’s fine, because he’ll see Jerome and the others tomorrow, and that’s what keeps the injured male going.

11) Jerome doesn’t miss Wayne anymore. He’s pissed at him for not coming back.

12) When Wayne finally does come back, he finds all his friends have moved, and only Alfred is there. He’s not sure where any of them are, and not even the best resources manage to tell him.

[21 yr. old Wayne and 24 yr. old Jerome] 1) The vigilante and Redhood era. The era where Wayne doesn’t really have a name for himself, and Jerome’s not solo nor Joker yet due to being in the Redhood gang. To the GCPD, they’re both menaces. The mutual era where the pair haven’t seen each other for a while, and neither is aware of the others’ secret identity, although this time Jerome returns Wayne’s advances because he has to admit– Mr. Wayne has become quite the catch.

2) Jerome sees Wayne just passing by when they finally reunite, and he has to do a double take because that’s definitely not the scrawny kid he befriended a while back, is it?

3) Wayne isn’t that different because when Wayne realizes Jerome’s staring at him in disbelief from the sidewalk he stutters like four times before regaining himself and ‘smoothly’ greeting the other with that charming Mr. Wayne charisma

4) Jerome can’t tell if he wants to hug his best friend, flirt with the new and improved billionaire, or strangle the jackass that went away for two and a half years longer than he said he’d be gone. Jerome goes with just flashing a smile to cover up his pissed off expression.

5) Wayne is too excited to realize Jerome’s a bit sore. He’s so excited in fact that he blurts out an invitation to dinner. He somehow does it casually, however.

6) Jerome accepts the dinner invitation because he likes free food. He’s not sure whether or not he wants to kill Wayne after dinner’s been paid for or get a few more free meals out of him. Jerome is nice and doesn’t kill the bastard acting like he hadn’t just left him high and dry for almost three years.

7) Wayne takes Jerome on a lot of dates. He’s still surprised that Jerome actually agreed to go with him on each date.

8) Jerome starts flirting with Wayne for fun. Jerome does not expect to have as much fun as he does.

9) Wayne flirts back, of course. Wayne is rather suave on the outside, and he’s pretty sure Jerome’s the only one who can tell he’s actually fairly anxious.

10) Jerome starts to fall for Wayne and Wayne’s an ass for making Jerome fall for him because Jerome’s SUPPOSED to be upset at Wayne but he’s gradually becoming anything but.

11) Jerome realizes they’re running out of date plans. He’s not sure why that’s resulting in him becoming so panicky until Wayne invites him to his house to just hang out, and Jerome feels relief at that. Jerome’s relieved that Wayne still likes just spending time with him, and they don’t always have to do fancy things to have fun. Jerome’s relieved that hasn’t changed.

12) Jerome is used to getting into others’ guy’s pants. He’s never really liked the guys he’s been with for the last few years, but at least the fun in the sheets wasn’t as boring as the guys were. Wayne hasn’t been with a lot of people despite his title of playboy, so when he goes tense when things get a little too heated, Jerome catches it, and Jerome backs off. Wayne isn’t used to not being chastised for being a 'prude’, and he feels rather safe around Jerome. They watch movies instead, and Jerome’s fine with that. Eventually, they do have a bit of fun, and it’s the first time Wayne hasn’t been teased into it. Wayne finds he’s pretty sure he loves Jerome, and while the feelings are mutual, Jerome can’t really find the words to say it back, and Wayne’s fine with waiting until he does.

[26 yr. old Wayne and 24 yr. old Jerome] 1) The Batman and Joker era. To the GCPD, Joker’s the only menace– unless you’re a bad cop. The complicated era where Joker has this obvious thing for Batsy that neither of them comment on, and where Wayne has a thing for Jerome– who he hasn’t seen in five years.

2) Jerome had a fight with Wayne a while back. He acts like he doesn’t even recall what it was about, but he does– it helps to just distract his mind from it, and insanity certainly helps with that.

3) Wayne blames himself for the argument. He should have handled it better. He shouldn’t have acted rashly. Jerome had every reason to be upset with him. He hadn’t realized it was going to result in Jerome leaving and never showing back up. The best resources couldn’t find Jerome, and Wayne’s not sure if he’s even in Gotham anymore, much less alive at that. Wayne likes to believe he is.

4) Jerome hasn’t been called Jerome for a while now. He’s not sure how many times he’s dyed his hair a lovely shade of emerald, or how many layers of war paint he has on his face that he never removes, or how many makeup kits he had to go through until the scar designs stopped rubbing off and ended up settling in like a permanent smudge.

5) Wayne became Batman to protect people like his friends. To be sure no one else ever had to go through what they did. To be sure they never had to go through what they each faced again. Nowadays, that Wayne seems like a mask, and he keeps his distance from it by occupying himself with capturing his friends he swore to protect and throwing them back in Arkham, because he’s gone and convinced himself that there’s a chance they could get better in there, and he’s doing the right thing.

6) Joker knows who all of the rogues are, but he doesn’t know who the vigilante is.

7) Batman is aware of who all the rogues are except for Joker– he’s believes he knows, but he doesn’t. He believes it’s a copycat from Jerome’s following– believes it’s Jack Napier. It’s not.

8) Joker manages to convince himself he feels nothing but hate for that jackass Mr. Wayne by directing the affection he’d had for him towards Batman. In reality, his affection has become obsession. In reality, he does feel a lot of hate for Wayne– but that’s not all he feels. It hurts to accept that, so Joker doesn’t.

9) Batman hates Joker because this piece of shit copycat just keeps coming back around and reminding him of Jerome. Nonetheless, considering he’s the closest thing he has to Jerome he can’t help but also somehow have this thing that he doesn’t have with the other rogues, and he’s not really sure if there’s a word for it, and he’s not sure how to describe it, but it’s screwed up and it pisses him off since it’s like this piece of Jerome is both helping him cope with what happened while also forcing him to not let it go.

10) Joker doesn’t expect their fights to ever turn out very different, however one does when Batman says those words, and even the voice changing device can’t cover up a phrase, because Wayne used that exact same phrase when they were pillow fighting and Jerome pinned him down, and how. funny. is. that.

11) Batman realizes who Joker is when Joker replies to that phrase the exact same way Jerome did.

12) Joker can’t help but contemplate on whether he wants to stab or kiss the jackass that he’d tried to leave five years ago yet had been seeing weekly this whole time in their little fights the same way five years ago Jerome couldn’t tell whether to strangle or flirt with the bastard that just showed up out of nowhere after disappearing for two and a half years.