#jerome valeska x lee thompkins

[slangzombies]

GET2KNOWME!!

HALLOOO I AM LAILA!!

I'M a HUGE Gotham fanatic and love love love DC junk. While I love gotham I dooo also rlly enjoy the child's play series (DO NOT MENTION THE SHOW TO ME.) and Impractical Jokers:3 ALSOOO I'M A HUGE GTA V FANGIRL Michael Franklin nd Trevor hold a special place in my heart :)

These are my 4 top interests but liek if you need 2 talk about yr gay little Gotham blurbs I am your GIRL. PLEASE FEEL FREE TO MESSAGE ME !!!!!!

A lonely teenage bisexual city girl describes me very well!!!!!!!

[fanfic-the-wish-your-heart-makes]

My Gotham Masterlist 🖤💜💙💚

General Gotham

Content with pairings (not always necessarily romantic):

Gotham Ships (not my main thing)

Jim Gordon 💙

Gobblepot x Reader (Jim Gordon x Oswald Cobblepot x Reader) 💙💜)

Harvey Bullock🤎🤍

Barbara Kean 🖤💖

Butch Gilzean

Oswald Cobblepot 🐧🖤💜

Nygmobblepot

Nygmobblepot x Reader (Edward Nygma x Oswald Cobblepot x Reader) 💜💚

Edward Nygma & the Riddler 💚

Nathaniel Barnes 👮‍♂️🚓

Victor Zsasz 🖤

Lee Thompkins 👩‍⚕️💙💜🖤

Alfred Pennyworth

Ivy Pepper ☘️

Lucius Fox 🦊

Jerome Valeska 🤡

Valerie Vale 💕💋📸

Renee Montoya 👮‍♀️

Bruce Wayne 🦇

Selina Kyle 🐈

Carmine Falcone

Fish Mooney💋🧡

[it-happened-once-in-a-meme]

Gotham Analysis/Things I Noticed & Theories Masterlist

Repressed Queerness and Queerphobia in Gotham: An Essay (that I'm very proud of 😁) 🏳️‍🌈

How Gotham Characters' Religious Beliefs Change and Oswald Cobblepot's Fear of Hell 🔥

Funny Theory Why Some Nygmobblepot Scenes Were Never Mentioned Again

Nathaniel Barnes Appreciation Post

Jim Gordon's Presentation as a Tragic Hero🤨 (Jim Gordon Slander)

Was Fluffwald!Oswald Cobblepot's Guilt Created by Hugo Strange or Did He Have It Before?

Why Some People Dislike Gordkins (Jim Gordon x Lee Thompkins)

Lee Thompkins' Upbringing Theory

Gotham as a Sports Game ⚽️🔴😂

Why Oswald Cobblepot Sees Edward Nygma's Revenge as a Classic Stage Tragedy but Ed Sees It as a Psychological Horror (+Incorrect Quote) 🎭😱

Why Narrows!Lee Thompkins Has the Time to Wear Make-Up 🙃 (Theory Containing Spoilers About Her Job)

Season 3 Nygmobblepot Theory: Edward Nygma Using Sublimation to Repress his Feelings for Oswald

The Gotham Character Most Likely to Figure Out About Ed's Sultry Hallucination of Oswald (the Answer Might Surprise You 😉)

Canon Physical Nygmobblepot Intimacy in the Mayor Era & Related Headcanons👔

Why Clone!Jim Gordon Was So Inaccurate (Theory)

Worst Hairstyle & How It Hints at Gobblepot

Edward Nygma's Opinion on Pizza Hawaii and Why There's a Pineapple in His Appartment (How I Met Your Mother Style) 🍍

My Question About Oswald's Bad Deed in Season 1 Episode 17

The Unintentional Humour in Season 1 Episode 16 (Charles Van Dahl)

The Sadness in Season 1 Episode 16 (Oswald Cobblepot)

Who Did Jim Gordon Vote For?

Nygmobbelpot Sugardaddy x Sugarbabe Vibes Go Both Ways (like Ed 😉😂)

What kind of a politician I think Oswald Cobblepot would be when it comes to LGBTQIA+ 🏳️‍🌈🤔

Jim Gordon Looking Jealous of Nygmobblepot

Fun Little Gotham Detail (Season 3 Edward Nygma)

Why Oswald Cobblepot Keeps Surviving Being Thrown into Water (Funny Theory)

What Happens When You Look Up IsabellA on the internet (ridiculous conspiracy theory)

Gotham Conservapedia Ridiculousness (Analysis of Homophobic Warnings 🤨) 🏳️‍🌈😂

Edward Nygma went from...to...💀

Different Perceptions of Oswald Cobblepot's Gorgeous Looks

Penguins Seeing Humans as Other Penguins ☺️

Google's View of Nygmobblepot

More Os at What Cost

Gotham Ship Constellations🌃

Nygmobblepot (& Gobblepot) Girlfriend Parallels

Different Interpretations of Jim Gordon Hallucinating Barbara Kean

Why it would be funny if Ed was in love with Oswald

Fish Mooney Calling her Creator Daddy

Why some people compare Ed and Oswald's clothing style to H&M

Was Edward Nymga Really a Theatre Kid? 🎭

Jim Gordon's Police BROtality

Season 3 Nygmobblepot Close-Up (Edward Nygma Grabbing Oswald)

Gotham's Villains' Flamboyancies

Small Kristen Kringe & Myrtle Wilson Parallels

Bruce Wayne's parents simply can't die on-screen often enough 😂

Gotham Is Unironically Amazing (But There Are a Few Things that Made Us Criticize It)

Season 2 Jerome Valeska Holding a Teacup

[hessafeelsfordayss]

I still ship them so much and no one can pry them from my cold, dead hands. In my opinion Jerome and Lee should have been together, and I hope Jeremiah and Ecco get together. Either Ecco, or Silver. Does anyone else still ship them? Or is it just me? @gorleska @rigormorton32 @rainbowspouses @rainbowspousesjerome 

[gothicknightz]

experiment on me — jerome valeska

experiment on me — jerome valeska

warnings: a punch thrown so far

notes: two parts? maybe three. the reader is gn. 

word count: 559

Jerome Valeska was finally silenced to a halt after being put in handcuffs and mailed off to Arkham without a hitch. He got into fisticuffs and ran his show, as well as getting his face punched off, and saying he had quite the day was an understatement.

But to him, the walls of Arkham were getting way too familiar than he precedented, despite running the show in a place he once called home temporarily. All the other locked-up systematic outlaws and failures were getting way too stale for him to handle.

Jerome was on his hands and knees begging for some stimulation and uprising. He couldn’t stand it anymore. When Jerome gets his hands on his friends, and he would, he was gonna blow the building like no other person had dared.

Then came in (y/n), someone who didn’t need saving even at the hands of a disappointing city with too many flaws. A city that Jerome and (y/n) were proud to call their home.

Oh, the thrill of someone new. Jerome was excited. Someone with flair, style, and panache. Finally, he was getting lucky in his unfortunate incarceration at Arkham.

But (y/n) didn’t plan on staying there long.

“Hey,” They snapped, “Ginger raccoon.” (y/n) was getting tired of countless attempts at getting Jerome’s attention, so in turn, they backed up and threw a punch. Hopefully, that would wake the smiling psycho up from whatever fantasy land he was in at the moment.

You could tell he was awakening something inside him as his facial expression was recognizing that he had gotten punched. “Oh,” He grumbled, backing up, and touching his cheek gingerly as if it were severely injured. “Thanks for the wake-up call.”

“About damn time.” (y/n) muttered as they now finally had a grasp on the ginger’s attention.

“Now, look,” They whispered, leaning in, “I can tell you’re not new here, and definitely have thrown your hat in the ring way too many times.” They then glanced at one of the many guards that loomed around the halls to keep the inmates in order, “You see that unaffected sad sack over there?”

Jerome seemed intrigued, arching a brow and leaning forward, “I need you to get his attention.”

“Why not get all of them?” Jerome asked, throwing out his arms in question, “Wouldn’t that be easier?” He pushed himself away from the table, going forward to stand on it and cupping his hands around his face to holler.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, may I have your attention!”

And as if they were zombies, anyone who wasn’t at least partially brain-dead turned their focus flat straight at Jerome, incoherent mumbles and questions being heard throughout the crowd.

“Today will be the day!”

The mumbles and those who were talking to themselves suddenly started to cheer as if they were some high school mob at a pep rally or sporting event, some of them even standing up to copy Jerome, who they adored with an unknowing passion.

“Today will be the day!”

The crowd cheered once again, but this time with a further sense of determination and insanity, with half of them unsure of what the day was or what exactly they were cheering for; most of them were too unhinged to comprehend their own sense of being.

Then that’s when the lights went out.

And everything turned to chaos.

[your-nanas-house]

hehehe he

I have an idea. Would Jerome valeska fall in love with y/n Gordon. Would she become his new obsession. Pls make Jerome valeska x Gordon reader. omg how would her dad feel about this?

Here you go! Sorry if it took me so long.

True LoVe

Pairing: Jerome Valeska X Jim Gordon's daughter!Reader

Warnings: angst, fluff, obsession

Words: 711

Summary: in the request

Note: Sorry for the mistakes and the English.

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It wasn't intentional, he didn't even know who she was when he first met her at the circus, y/h/c hair and y/e/c eyes, she was wearing a light blue dress that he found out later her dad's girlfriend had made her wear because she had come with them to see the show of that evening.

She was kind to him, unlike anyone else he had met, she hadn't treated him badly and had agreed to buy his candy as well. 

Jerome may not have known her name at that time but he already knew that he had fallen in love, or at least what he considered love, in fact he enjoyed very much the physical contact he received when they discovered his mother's body or the one later at the GCPD, although it did not last long because Detective Gordon, the father of that gorgeous girl he had discovered was named Y/n, told her to go home because it was getting too late and he did not want her to get involved in any way in his work.

When she left the police station, the ginger promised himself that he would see her again.

And so the obsession, which grew even stronger over time, for Y/n Gordon began.

Jim didn't suspect anything at first, it was only when he began to pay more attention, noticing the notes left in Y/n's room after Jerome escaped from the asylum or the open window he had made sure to close himself the night before, taking the key with him, listening to what his daughter was telling him and her worries or feelings that someone was following and watching her, he realized that there was something weird and creepy going on.

This was confirmed when his biggest worry happened and Y/n was kidnapped, nothing serious happened but he later found himself watching from the television what was happening at the gala where Lee was also, at first he was only worried about Lee but as soon as he saw Jerome make someone else go on stage, it did not take him long to recognize who it was seeing his daughter Y/n scared and worried with one of Jerome's arms around her hips so that he was holding her tightly against him and so that no one could try to free her; that was a moment when Jim Gordon was truly frightened and Jerome Valeska truly happy since it was right there that he announced that she was only his and that no one should dare to touch her, forcing her into a kiss exactly as it had happened the first time he had kidnapped her.

After the ginger's death everything calmed down a bit, the worst was over or so they thought since everything changed. It wasn't true, when Jerome's cult resurrected him, his memories were fuzzy but he remembered Y/n too well, in fact she was his first stop, after he blew up the building and caused the lights to go out all over Gotham, at that very moment Y/n was doing what her father had asked her to do which was to pack her things and leave Gotham as soon as possible, which did not happen because Jerome managed to kidnap her first carrying her to Wayne Manor and then to the carnival, forcing a kiss before he lit the cannon to kill Bruce.

When they succeeded in capturing him and bringing him to Arkham Y/n left the town, returning shortly after because of some trouble that had taken place, only to be kidnapped again by Jerome who declared his feelings for her, giving her gifts while keeping her with him until the GCPD found her and took her away from him.

The last time he saw her was when he fell from the roof, meeting her gaze before falling onto the car and dying for the second time, with the memory of the last kiss exchanged on the stage in front of everyone: his brother, the crowd that had gathered, Bruce Wayne, and a visibly disgusted Jim Gordon.

Y/n Gordon was his obsession and would remain so even after his death, because true love is unforgettable, am I right?

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@gabile18

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@trainer--taylor

@elizamalfoyy

@eovjjj

@animefan3223

@jeremiah-va1eska

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@rabbiteggz

@dieg0brandos-wife

@rottenecstasy

@lazyexuseforausername

@teh-vampire-bunny

[yeah-thats-a-spoon]

Jerome: I buried my mother two days ago

Lee: Oh, I'm so sorry...! When did she die?

Jerome: *sips drink* Probably yesterday

[sweetwolf05]

My opinion on GOTHAM characters

Sweetwolf05/Cinawolf into Gotham be like:

SW05: The LGBT folks i respect are Bruce, Selina, Edward, Oswald, Bridget, Ivy, Jonathan, Ecco, Harvey Dent, Hugo, Tabs, Barbara Kean, Eduardo Dorrance, Butch, Zsasz, Alice, bla bla bla.

SW05: The LGBT folks i am okay are Lee and the Valeska twins but the Valeska twins kinda give me trauma.

SW05: The only LGBT folks i DON'T respect is that guy, Jervis, i wanted to put him to jail.

[lumosology]

I really liked Jim and Lee together, but after they broke up and Lee moved on I didn’t like the ship together. It seemed wrong, maybe a bit cliche. I kind of wish he tried things out with Valerie Vale instead of giving up on her after the incident.

[bish-plz-haha]

Confession: I have yet to watch any of season 5 of Gotham. I'm rewatching the entire series now but I feel as though I'm missing out on something big as I scroll through the tumblr tags for Gotham.

[creativewritingpracticestudio]

“Jerome, that’s not funny.” You felt your hands shake as you leaned back against the counter. Jerome, your boyfriend, had just pulled a gun on you from the kitchen counter, and it was now aimed squarely in the center of your forehead. “Oh, but it is. This isn’t a joke, dollface. You were fun at first, but now you’re nothing but a hassle. A nag. Always trying to tell me what to do. You hold me down. Never let me have my fun.” You started to sob. Where was this coming from? You and Jerome had fights but you got along well for the most part. What did he mean? You never nagged or hassled him, you always went with what made him happy. You always supported him. Was he finally losing the last bit of sanity he had? “Jerome, baby, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to be like that! Just please, put the gun down, I’ll t-try to b-be better! I promise! Please don’t kill me!” Tears were streaming down your face. Jerome’s grin widened. “Too late, baby. It’s been fun. Nighty night.” You squeezed your eyes shut as his finger began to push down on the trigger. You held your breath, waiting for the sound of the gun and the feeling of the bullet. The gun clicked. You flinched. Nothing. You waited a second. Another. Why weren’t you dead? You opened your eyes. A flag was hanging out of the gun by a pole. The flag said “BANG!” in big letters. Had he grabbed the wrong gun by mistake? But Jerome was smiling. When he saw your confusion, he began to laugh hysterically. “Gotcha, babe! You shoulda seen your face!” Your face went red. He had pranked you. This was just to get a rise out of you. By now Jerome was practically convulsing with laughter. You leaned back on the counter, anger rising up inside you. “What the actual fuck, Jerome? That wasn’t funny!” “Oh yes it was! You actually thought it was real!” You stared at him as his rolled around on the floor, practically dying of laughter. He really thought this was funny. You’d known he was a psycho, but this was something else. Although, you had to say, it was kinda funny. And you didn’t die! So you started to laugh a little too. When he saw you finally starting to join in, he got up and hugged you. “I love you, dollface! Even if you are kinda stupid. I’d never just kill you like that!” “Really?” Promise, baby?” You looked up at him lovingly. “Course not! I’d torture you first!” Needless to say, Jerome slept on the couch that night.

[vintage-marina]

thinkin about sofia falcone and lee thompkins 😋✌️

[jaredackles]

[arkhamsurviour]

Trapped Little Birdie- Part 3; Jermove Valeska x Reader

The crash must have taken more of an impact that I had first thought. I had a few scratches and bruises from where we had gone into the trash cans and the subsiquent building we had carelessly crashed into. Mind you when I shot Aaron who was driving it would cause the vehicle to swerve out of control. I had no idea why I did that, something in me snapped and a darker force took over, but even now I’d do it again and again and again. My Uncle used me and was going to have me killed by my currentl love interest, he would rather have me burned alive to win the role of mayor than see me happy and grow old, he was sick in the cure and I was willing to cure him.

To be honest, I had no idea where I was or where I was heading, I’d lived here for a long time but I was in an unfamiliar part of Gotham which was just my luck. I’m sure I was quite a sight, I had splattered blood- a mixture of mine and Aaron’s- all over me as well as a huge gash down the left side of my face from some stray glass, as well as a fact I was holding a gun with no intention of hiding it. Someone must have called the Police because sure enough I heard the wailing sirens a few blocks away. It didn’t stop me, I carried on walking to try and find somewhere familiar. “(Y/N)!” I recognised the voice as Jim’s. Again I didn’t stop I just kept walking. He then appeared in front of me blocking my path. I growled in frustration, “Excuse me.” I politely said faking a smile. He threw me a confused look, he obviously thought I was crazy for acting so casual about the whole situation. “Come on, you must be in shock, let’s get you to the station.” He patted me on the shoulder and led me towards the car, I weighed my options, if I carried on with my walk it would take me ages to get to where I was going ensuring that I’d cause a lot more concern but if I went with Jim then I could get a free ride to the station, which I know my way to the apartment from there and get myself cleaned up. I let him lead me into the back of the cop car, he extended his hand out for a moment I was confused as to what he wanted but then I remembered I was still holding Jeromes gun. I reluctantly handed it over and got in the car. As I sat in the back I found myself panicking as I didn’t check on Jerome! I’d just left him to go after my Uncle. I hope he’s ok, he’s probably managed to survive the crash and found somewhere to lay low.

We arrived at the Police Station and for some reason I was centre of attention- great. I was ushered into an interview room with those two way mirrors, I already knew someone was watching me. A woman entered the room her dark hair was shoulder length and looked well maintained she had a black dress matched will black heels but covered by a lab coat. “Hi, my names Lee, it’s (Y/N) isn’t it?” I nodded. “I’m just going to check you over, what happened?” She said as she put a stethoscope on my chest, “I can’t remember” I lied. She seemed to see through my lie but said nothing. She put a blood pressure monitor on me and pumped it up, I hated the feeling of the blood rushing in my arm. “You has a lucky escape.” She said. I hung my head low and let a tear slip down my face. “Don’t worry, your classmates are fine, Detective Gordon managed to stop the fire before it lit the bus on fire. Everyone was a little shaken up but no major damage.” Oh thank god, everyone was safe, it didn’t change the fact my Uncle would pay for what he did. “Thank you, may I have some water?” Those were the first words I’d spoken since I arrived. “Yes of course, Jim will be in shortly to take a statement, I think he’s trying to contact your Uncle as we speak.” No! I don’t want him to know I’m alive, I mean I bet that the story of Jim’s heroics have already been on the news but everyone still thinks I’m with Jerome. I need to find an excuse for him not to tell him I’m here, I couldn’t just tell them that he was the one who set it all up and I was never good and thinking on my feet. “Can I ask you a personal favour?” I whispered. “I can’t tell you why but I don’t want my Uncle to know where I am at the moment, I’d much rather deal with this on my own. So could you tell Jim to just question me first and leave my Uncle.” She was obviously confused at my request but nonetheless she nodded and went out the room.

10 minutes later Jim popped his head through the door and came in with his partner, they both took up a chair and pulled some paper out. “How are you feeling Miss (L/N)?” The other man asked. “Shaken but I’ll be ok, just confused as to what I’m doing here.” I inquired. “Oh well me and Harvey just want to ask you a few questions about what happens, we know all up to the bus but you were taken by Jerome, he doesn’t normally leave people alive so how did you escape.” I felt like a criminal, I hadn’t done anything wrong-yet- yet here I was answering Police questions when it should be my Uncle. “Well it was all rather quick and blurry but I was bundled into the van they had, Jerome was boasting about what a well executed plan he had made, his guard was down so I took his gun and shot the driver- it was awful but I did what I had to do to survive.” I forced a few years putting what little acting skills I had to the limit. I just hoped that they believed me. “I’m sorry you had to do that, we’ve got a team looking for Jerome right now, do you know why he took you in particular?” I wiped my face and grabbed the tissues that was placed on the table. “My Uncle of course, he’s running for mayor and they only used me to get to him. That’s why I said not to contact him because he’ll come here and what if they’re waiting for him and kill him.” I stared sobbing, Jim stood up and perched himself on the table next to me trying to comfort me. He’d obviously not dealt with crying women before. “That makes sense. Well for now you’re free to go but we’ll have a patrol put on you for your own safety, we may have a few more questions down the line but for now I’ll let you go.” I nodded but cursed internally, how was I going to shake a patrol off me without any help. I followed Jim and Harvey out of the room and headed towards the door, there were some Cops outside waiting for me and they helped me into the back of the car, I asked them if we could stop and grab some food before going home, hoping this would be enough time to come up with a plan.

-Jeromes POV-

Goddamn it! Where did she go! I stumbled out of the car and viewed the crash, we’d gone into the side of some sort of shop, Aaron was dead and Arnold was barely breathing. Shit! Wait till I find my birdie, she’s never leaving my side that easily again. People were beginning to stare so I made a quick getaway towards Theo’s tower. Godknows if she was even there but it was a place to start. Before I’d gotten to the tower I passed by the Police Station just to see if I could spot her, and by some sort of miracle there she was being bundled into a Police Car. I quickly called down a taxi and got him to follow it. I’m coming Birdie and together we will take your Uncle down.

[teaspoonofdread]

Doodle dump

[foreverblackrose]

A Day at the Circus (Jerome x Reader)

A quick imagine to make up for my absence :)

You weren’t planning on going to the circus that day, or really any day, because a circus usually included clowns, and clowns were not your thing. However, your aunt Lee was going with her boyfriend and had offered you a ticket as well. It wasn’t often that a circus came to town, and really you just wanted a funnel cake, so you decided to go. 

“Text me if you need anything,” Lee told you as she gave you some money and your ticket. “Are you sure you’ll be okay?”

“I’ll be fine,” You assured her with a grin. “I’m just going to get some food and try some of the games. Now go have fun with Jim!”

Lee smiled at her date and nodded, leaving you to wander around the grounds. Mostly everyone had gone inside to the show, but there were a few stragglers still enjoying the games and such. You decided to buy yourself some food and sit on one of the benches before deciding what you wanted to do. 

As you were eating and scrolling through your phone, you felt someone sit down beside you. Immediately, your brain went to the worst possible scenario, ‘Please don’t be a clown. Please don’t be a clown...’

Chancing a glance up, you noticed it wasn’t a clown, but instead a boy with bright red hair and a shy smile. “Hello,” He greeted, before clearing his throat as if he was nervous. “I’m Jerome Valeska.”

“(Y/n) (L/n),” You responded automatically. He was actually very cute, and looked about your age, which told you he must be with the circus because you had never seen him in school.

His smile brightened, “Nice to meet you, (Y/n). I couldn’t help but notice you sitting here alone, and I thought I’d ask why you aren’t inside watching the show.”

A blush spread across your cheeks as you attempted to come up with a way to explain without sounding like a wimp. Unforunately, there didn’t seem to be a good way to phrase it so might as well just say it. “Uh, well, my aunt bought a ticket for me, but I’m not a fan of clowns so I decided to sit out the show and just... eat funnel cake.” You held up your plate of the half eaten dessert and smiled awkwardly.

He chuckled, shaking his head in amusement, “Alright, that makes sense. Well, if you want, I’m not busy until after the show. We can play some games or something until then?”

The offer caught you off guard, but it sounded like a much better alternative than hanging around here alone. “Yeah, sure. I’d like that.”

The next hour was spent laughing as Jerome attempted to win you a plush panda at the bottle toss and failing miserably, and kicking the ginger’s butt at skee ball.”You’d think living here would would make me better at these things,” He joked as he barely managed to win at the dunking game.

“Speaking of living here,” You began, extremely curious about his life. “How is it?”

Jerome’s expression darkened, but only for a second. The transition was so fast you barely noticed it. “It’s fine,” He said shortly, and then twisted the question towards you. “What about you? I noticed you said your aunt bought the ticket for you. Do you live with her?”

You nodded, suddenly solemn and began to dig around in your purse for change for a drink, “Yeah.... My mom died when I was really little and I don’t actually know my father. It’s been me and Lee since I was 2.”

“I know how you feel,” He admitted quietly, “I don’t know my dad either. But my mother is still around here somewhere.”

There was calm silence that settled around the two of you, until an old man with sunglasses and a cane came walking up to the two of you. “Jerome?”

“Yes sir,” Jerome answered, turning his attention to the older gentleman. “Something wrong?”

“The Graysons and the clowns started a fight in the middle of the show and we had to end it. We could use some help cleaning up.”

“Oh, alright.” Jerome turned towards you, looking a little sad. “I guess I’ll see you around (Y/n).”

It felt like an instinctive reaction as you opened your arms and pulled him into a hug, but it was a very nice feeling and you allowed yourself to hang on a little longer. “Yeah. Thanks for hanging out with me today.”

He pulled back reluctantly and grinned at you cheekily, “Anytime, doll.”

Jerome leaned over and kissed your cheek before winking and running off, leaving you staring in his direction with a fiery red blush. 

Yes, you would most definitely see Jerome Valeska again.