#soft jerome valeska

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Gotham :

Grumpy Jerome 😍 There's a risk of him shooting you but he's sooo cutie baby. 🥰

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can you do soft headcanons with the J squad, please?

Soft! Headcanons with the J Squad

Jerome Valeska x Reader

Jonathan Crane x Reader

Jervis Tetch x Reader

A/N: This is my first time writing for Jonathan and Jervis, so I hope this came out to your liking!

Jerome Valeska

He's one of those guys that truly doesn't care what he does in front of people, or what others think of him

Do you want to cuddle up against him in front of everyone?

He'll proudly hold you in his arms

You want to plant kisses all over his face just because?

He happily smiles through them all

Whatever you want, he'll give you

Doesn't matter when or where

And this doesn't change in private either

He loves physical touch, so you're up against his side about 23 hours out of the day

He's also clingy in his own way too

You're using the bathroom?

He just walks right in, no shame

You're getting dressed?

Oh, let him help you with that

He might not admit it, but he likes having eyes on you every minute of every day

As happy as he acts all the time, he does really worry about you

You're a huge part of what keeps him going

Without you, he literally has no humanity left

Jonathan Crane

You are basically his life line

When the nightmares become too much, he grabs ahold of you to reassure himself that he's not alone

When you aren't around, he doesn't eat, doesn't drink, and finds himself engulfed in utter terror

He actually needs you

Even if he wants a bit of space, he needs you in the room with him so he has something he knows is real

During the good days, he's very attentive to you

He enjoys being cuddled up next to you, listening to you talk about random stuff

He also likes when you play with his hands

Physical touch can sometimes be overwhelming for him, but just the softest feeling of your fingers against his helps ground him

There are some moments where he hides himself from you

He's so afraid that he'll hurt you or something will come and take you away from him

But each time, you're there to coax him out of that darkness with a gentle smile and a reassuring voice

He knows deep down that he'll always be able to count on you

Jervis Tetch

He enjoys having a routine with you

Each morning you get up together and have breakfast

In the afternoon, you both share tea and pastries

And at night, you both put on colorful matching pajamas while you read to him

He just really enjoys affectionate time with you

Your arm wrapped in his, the occasional kiss on the cheek or hand, and being entangled in each other's embrace every night during bed

Whenever he has a nightmare about his sister or finds himself going too mad, he seeks you out

You're able to bring him back better than anyone else

He likes to bring home lavish clothing for you to wear

One of his favorite things is playing dress up and watching you try on all the stuff he's gotten for you

And if there's one outfit he finds especially pleasing, he'll take you in his arms and sway you around to whatever song pops in his head

During his low moments, he'll lay against you and ask you to tell him a story

It doesn't really matter what it is, he just enjoys hearing your voice and feeling your chest vibrate against his ear

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Jerome Valeska - Brother's Assistant pt.1

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pairing: Jerome Valeska x fem! reader

warnings: none

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

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He found him.

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

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

He wanted him to feel unsafe.

He wanted him to be afraid.

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

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

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

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

* ring*

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

...Xan?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Then Jerome found the courage to speak up.

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

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

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

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

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

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

He nodded.

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

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

You nodded.

"I'll be right back."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

No.

Until that moment when she opened the door for him.

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

He sighed.

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

But he didn't.

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

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

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

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

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

But then it hit him like a crash.

Nobody knew where they lived. Nobody.

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

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word count: 1820

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

C ya

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Could we get some scenarios of Jerome Valeska (Gotham) x reader based on "partners in crime" by set it off? I always thought that song was sooooo Jerome.

PARTNER'S IN CRIME - ! Gotham TV

ft. Jerome Valeska x Reader

TW: child abuse, mention of robbery, mention of murder, gotham typical violence.

"We swore that death will do us part, they call our crimes a work of art..." - Partners in Crime by Set It Off

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You and Jerome constantly push each other to go bigger and crazier. The moment either of you suggests an idea that sounds even a little dangerous, the other one’s already in, no questions asked.

Breaking into high-security places, taunting the GCPD, or setting up elaborate traps just for the thrill of it are your favorite ways to spend the night. Jerome loves to show off in front of you.

Every time he pulls off a daring stunt or crazy scheme, he glances back to see your reaction, eager to see you impressed.

Jerome has a twisted way of showing he cares, but when it comes to you, he’s fiercely protective. If anyone even hints at disrespect toward you, he’s ready to make them regret it.

You’re his sounding board for every insane idea. He’ll run every chaotic scheme by you, half because he trusts your opinion and half because he wants to see the glint of excitement in your eyes.

Jerome finds your bravery magnetic. He’s not used to anyone else matching his fearlessness, so he admires how unflinching you are in the face of danger. You’re his equal, and he won’t hesitate to remind you of that.

There’s a constant game of one-upmanship between you two. If he does something daring, you’ll find a way to do something riskier, and he absolutely loves the challenge.

In heists, you have an ongoing bet about who can grab the most valuable items. He’ll take it over-the-top, swiping expensive artifacts just to watch you roll your eyes and beat him to the next prize.

Jerome sometimes makes up little “missions” just for you—leaving clues around Gotham or setting up little challenges to test your skills, all for his amusement.

Jerome considers you his ride-or-die, and that means the two of you have each other’s backs, no matter the situation. If there’s ever a close call, Jerome won’t leave until he’s sure you’re safe, even if it means jeopardizing his own escape.

You and Jerome have a sort of unspoken code. He’ll always go back for you, and you’ll always follow him, no matter how insane the scheme.

The loyalty you share makes you both even more dangerous—together, you’re unstoppable, and everyone in Gotham knows it.

Jerome has his way of showing affection, which usually involves pulling you into his schemes and indulging in shared chaos. For him, creating mayhem is a form of love language, and he’s delighted when you’re on board.

He’s surprisingly affectionate in private moments, sometimes calling you “darling” instead of "doll" in a teasing way but with a genuine fondness in his tone. The only time he’s ever soft is when he’s around you—when the madness quiets just a bit.

Jerome’s touch is always possessive, whether it’s grabbing your hand to pull you into action or casually draping his arm around your shoulders. You’re his, and he’s not shy about showing it.

You and Jerome share a twisted sense of humor, often laughing at things that would horrify most people. Sarcastic remarks, dark jokes, and inside quips are constant between the two of you.

Even during tense situations, you both find ways to lighten the mood. While the GCPD has you cornered, Jerome might whisper something outrageous just to get a reaction out of you.

The banter between you two is quick, sharp, and often laced with double meaning. He loves it when you tease him right back, matching his energy word-for-word.

Jerome considers you his true partner in chaos. You’re both so unpredictable that Gotham’s criminals and cops alike are always on edge, never knowing what you’ll do next.

There’s an unmistakable thrill in each new plan. The more dangerous, the better. You two live for the shared rush of adrenaline, often ending up laughing uncontrollably after a close call.

Whenever Jerome is planning something big, he refuses to execute it without you. He insists it’s “our thing,” and you both need to be there to make it unforgettable.

Jerome’s wild energy captivates you from the start, drawing you into his chaotic world. You both plan a “simple” heist, but of course, Jerome has something else up his sleeve, craving mayhem beyond the initial plan. You’re hesitant at first but find yourself unable to resist the thrill of breaking boundaries with him, laughing and running as alarms blare. Jerome’s eyes light up with pride, his smirk wide as he calls you his “partner in crime.”

During a break from wreaking havoc in Gotham, Jerome pulls you into an abandoned building with an old record player he “borrowed” from somewhere. He puts on a record and dances with you under the flickering lights, twirling you around and whispering, “We could burn it all down together.” The music is the soundtrack to your crimes, his infectious laugh echoing in your ears, making you feel invincible. He assures you that Gotham will remember the both of you, side by side, for the chaos you bring.

You and Jerome barely escape a trap set by Jim Gordon. Hiding out in an old warehouse, both of you are breathless and exhilarated, feeling that “us against the world” rush. Jerome, always the dramatic one, takes a moment to make a grand declaration: “Nothing can keep us apart—not even the law.” He grins, completely unbothered by the close call. For him, each chase is just another thrill, and he revels in the danger with you by his side, knowing you’ll follow him anywhere.

Jerome comes up with an elaborate plan, probably too risky, but one that would leave a memorable mark on Gotham’s heart—think giant laughing gas canisters in key city spots or hijacking a Gotham TV station. You’re his trusted right hand, and he lets you in on every detail. Before the night of the plan, he tells you he doesn’t care if it all burns as long as you’re with him. “You’re my masterpiece,” he whispers with a grin. The two of you make sure that whatever you do, you leave Gotham with a smile.

Cornered by the GCPD, Jerome and you find yourselves in what feels like a no-win scenario. Jerome, always a thrill-seeker, is ecstatic even in the face of defeat, pulling you close and whispering, “If this is it, then we’re going down together.” It’s a rare, oddly tender moment, filled with adrenaline and dark promise. You both vow that if you ever go down, you’ll make it legendary. Even if you escape this time, the pact lingers, making every encounter with danger more thrilling.

Jerome finally orchestrates his “grand finale”—he plans something so chaotic that Gotham will never forget him, or you by extension. It’s risky, but he assures you it will be “glorious.” As explosions shake the city and laughter fills the air, you and Jerome stand together in the aftermath, knowing this night will be the one that cements you both as Gotham’s most infamous partners. In this final moment, there’s a wild, electric connection, a mutual understanding that neither of you would have it any other way.

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You’re perched on the edge of a rooftop overlooking the dark Gotham skyline, cigarette in hand, laughing at the sirens below from your latest heist. No one knows it was you, but you enjoy watching the chaos you created play out in real time. Just as you’re savoring the thrill, a voice rings out behind you.

“Now that’s a laugh I’d recognize anywhere.”

Turning, you see Jerome Valeska, grinning like he’s already won. His vibrant red hair catches in the low light, and his eyes, full of something between madness and admiration, are locked on you. Instead of reacting with fear like he expects, you smirk right back, tossing your cigarette off the ledge and meeting his gaze.

“Oh, so the infamous Jerome decided to grace me with his presence,” you say, undeterred by his reputation. “I must be doing something right.”

His grin widens. “Oh, sweetheart, you’re doing a lot of things right.”

From that night, your partnership is born, though neither of you would admit it. The city becomes your playground as Jerome insists on raising the stakes with each crime you commit. The two of you start small—a bank heist here, a stolen car there. But quickly, the thrill escalates into something bigger. Jerome’s mind is always turning, and your risk-taking nature pushes him further, igniting his most twisted schemes.

One night, Jerome proposes something audacious: taking over the mayor’s office and using it as a base for your next heist. You laugh at the idea—until you realize he’s completely serious. Rather than back down, you agree to it, seeing it as the ultimate challenge.

The two of you break into City Hall, slipping past guards and taking control of the mayor’s office as your headquarters for the night. The whole ordeal is pure chaos. The thrill of it sends a rush through your veins, amplified by Jerome’s laughter and wild energy.

As you catch your breath, he leans in, whispering, “We’re unstoppable, you and I. Just imagine the things we could do together.”

Despite your fearless front, you’re always one step away from questioning where this might lead. You and Jerome are a hurricane, tearing through Gotham, creating a wave of mayhem that no one can predict. But there are moments, late at night, when it’s just the two of you, and his madness seems almost… contagious.

One night, as you’re cleaning up after a particularly messy escapade, Jerome catches you off guard by asking, “Why do you do it? The thrill?”

His tone is quieter than usual, and for a moment, you see something raw in his eyes. You smirk, playing it cool, but deep down, you know you’re hooked on the thrill and, more frighteningly, on him.

“Why not?” you reply, leaning close, your voice a whisper. “No one gets it like we do, Jerome. No one else would ever keep up.”

He laughs, the sound dark and rich, but there’s a glint in his eye—a recognition that you’re just as lost to the chaos as he is.

Jerome eventually lets you in on his “grand vision”—a finale that will make Gotham remember your names forever. It’s a twisted, glorious plan, and he wants you right by his side for it. He outlines every detail with a manic glee, his hands gesturing wildly, his eyes bright with excitement. He’s a man possessed, and he knows you’re the only one who could possibly match his ambition.

On the night of the plan, you and Jerome stand atop a Gotham skyscraper, watching as the city’s lights flicker below you. You can feel the adrenaline coursing through your veins, the thrill of what’s to come. And as he leans in, his voice a low murmur against your ear, he says, “You’re the only one who’s ever understood me, you know that?”

“Same goes for you, Valeska,” you reply, locking eyes with him. There’s something both chilling and exhilarating in his gaze, and you’re drawn in completely, heart pounding as the chaos unfolds around you.

In that moment, you both know that Gotham may tremble at the sight of you, but it will never break you apart. You are partners in every sense, drawn to each other’s darkness, each fueling the other’s madness.

And for now, there’s nothing you would rather be.

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Just a kiss for Christmas

◇ Pairing: Jerome Valeska X psychiatrist!Reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Well, it was actually like that.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Star Cross’d

Jerome Valeska x Gordon’s daughter!Reader

Jerome Valeska x Reader

This couldn’t last forever. Nor could it last the remainder of the night. Your father; Jim Gordon, would find out soon enough and put a stop to all to all this nonsense.

Nonsense: the nights you’d both spent lying awake in eachother’s warm embrace, discussing all inevitable components that make up the matrix melancholy of the cogs of life. Shivering slightly under the thin covers, an early winter’s morn and nearing-replacement window panes sending an extra sharp gasp of cooling freeze, compliments of some state north of here. But the delicate gushing of blood through the fingertips that dance with solider-like coherency remind you of being alive.

Nonsense: the candy floss he had bought you the night you met, unknowing of your disliking to the sickly-sweetness of a fairground staple but you ate it regardless, noticing the dust particles falling from his wallet as he handed you the carnival delicacy: wide grin decorating a pearl-filled grin making your heart remind your head that regardless of your economical struggles recently, you truly were rich. An odd sparkle of a concoction of unintelligible senses that overwhelmed your consciousness with a haze-like hypnosis of enamour for the boy yet to receive a name.

Nonsense: having you sat in the front row; against your father’s wishes at his court hearing, eyes flickering mindlessly between you and the judge - amnesty ignoring his court-presented attorney to delicately study the breathing work of art sat behind him. Allowing his own fate to unfold if it meant he got to look at you that little while longer. His sentence to Arkham emitting a gasp from your lips, yet a sense of comfort knowing this somehow meant he wasn’t a mindless killer; he was ill. He wrestled his restraints to give you a finalising kiss to the back of your hand with a sincere tone, voice barely above a whisper as he made you vow to him to forgive him.

Nonsense: the letters stashed in the small shoe box in the bottom of your wardrobe, beneath a well-word pair of disregarded sneakers that acted as gatekeepers for some abhorrent alternation of Romeo and Juliet if Shakespeare was mentally disproportionate. The daily recorded scrawl of proclamations of love and mourning for the distance between the both of you, a somehow best yet illegible cursive getting progressively more dissipated as the page descended - adapting Lamark’s unacceptable theory as the boy evolved from a maladjustment killer to a love sick poet.

Nonsense: crying when you visited him, breaking down into a pool of tears as he appreciated your presence and worshiped your being to an alternative offspring of the Antichrist’s teaching; praying and begging for your mercy - your living self a shrine for his selfless obsession of palpitating sickness of his desire. Your small, naïve smile as you told him you understood, those countless, sleepless nights you lay away shivering in the cold and you ponder your own sanity.

Nonsense: being the first person whom he adheres to when broken out of the Asylum, climbing up a three-story dtysfunctioning drain pipe in the dead of night in the dismal rain of an autumnal Gotham oldhallow’s eve - thunder cracking as you shared a romantic desperation of the age old locking of lips, holding one another on the floor as though terrified the other would painfully disappear if they disimbedded their claws; leaving crescent shaped moon imprint on the skin.

Nonsense: having dates in the darkest hours to avoid disruption; dominating Gotham at three hands of two desperately pining adolescents; insanity of love a proclamation of their secession from the rest of world and society, a religious-like devotion to the other promised by a kiss at every goodbye and a smile at every hello.

Nonsense. The relationship between you and Jerome Valeska was utter nonsense; but the soft whisper-like kisses he leaves on the parting of your hair and down to the nape of your neck makes you alternately shiver as you allow yourself just that few more minutes of sinful indulgence.

[gingrmaniac]

#GINGRMANIAC    ⎯⎯⎯    𝑪𝑼𝑹𝑺𝑬   𝑼𝑷𝑶𝑵   𝑮𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑴      ...   an    independent    and    private    portrayal    of    jerome    valeska    ,    originating    from    gotham    .    minors    do    not    interact    !    rules    and    trigger    warnings below    the    cut    . 

(possible) TRIGGER WARNINGS ; bullying, sexism & misogyny, abandonment, child abuse, domestic abuse & violence, emotional abuse, bipolar disorder, adhd, narcissistic personalty disorder, schizophrenia, blood & gore depiction, death, dead bodies & body parts, asphyxia, strangulation & suffocation, blackmail, captivity & confinement, cults, explosions, fire & arson, gun violence, home invasion, hostage situation, imprisonment & incarceration, kidnapping, knife violence, murder & attempted murder, organized crime, physical assault, stalking, torture

𝐈.          ACTIVITY.          this  blog  is  highly  selective  and  semi  active. please  be  patient  with  my  replies  both  in  character  and  out  of  character.

𝐈𝐈.        FOLLOWING  PROCEDURES.        please only follow if you're actually interested in interacting. i do plan on writing with everyone i follow. if i text you and won't hear anything in return for a month, i will soft block you.

𝐈𝐈𝐈.        HOW  TO  WRITE  WITH  ME.        of course i'm always open for in character smalltalk. when it comes to writing: the  best  way  to  interact  with  me  is  to  send  in  an  ask  from  prompt  lists.  you're  welcome  to  send  in  as  many  as  you  like.  once  i  answer,  if  it's  something  you  feel  like  you  want  to  continue,  please  do  so!

𝐈𝐕.        SHIPPING.        single ship with no current partner, BUT jerome is not very interested in a relationship. he's not capable of loving someone the proper way or at all. it'd be more of a toxic obsession. once he get's bored, he'll drop whoever he's playing with. i do write jerome as rather flirty. that does not mean he's got any deeper feelings. if you feel uncomfortable in any way, please tell me!

𝐕.        DO  NOT  INTERACT.        if  you  spread any kind of  hate  on  my  dash. jerome isn't a harmless character, but i do not support racism, homophobia or any other kind of hate.  if  i  do  i'll  be  hard  blocking  everyone  that  is  involved.  if  you  see  that  i  am  interacting  with  a  harmful  person,  please  let  me  know.

𝐕𝐈.        HARMFUL  CONTENT  WARNING.        trigger warnings will be  tagged  accordingly.

[jeromevalecka]

୨୧ jerome valeska , sfw n nsfw headcanons

words : 758

warnings : nsfw part , extreme-ish kinks, sort of toxic relationship (idk help)

notes : reader is gn, but is afab. don't take these hcs too serious, idk if they're all that accurate. also I apologize if my writing is fucked, english ain't my first language lol anyways enjoy!

SFW :

- absolutely loves making you laugh, your laughter is like music to his ears.

- he calls you love, darling or doll(y)

- he is so touch starved and will be attached to your hip at all times, like a big koala lol.

- his music taste is very fluid , though he's mostly into alternative music and likes slipknot.

- he loves smelling your scent (not in a weird way-) it just calms him down a lot.

- he absolutely loves tracing his fingers over your soft skin, will also pepper it with kisses whenever he gets the chance to.

- he loves cuddling, whether he's the big spoon or little spoon. sometimes Jerome wants to be held tightly too.

- he loves horror movies, but only watches them when you're around or someone else. he's afraid of them when he's alone (funny coming from a serial killer lol/j)

- he's very possesive and gets jealous easily. will not let you have any male friends and only let's you have friends if he knows they can be trusted. if someone harasses you or tries to make a move on you they wished they'd have never done so, Jerome will hunt them down.

- besides being possesive he's also very obsessive, can and will not be away from you for one second, this guy gets seriously sad if you have to go to the bathroom ( he probably waits outside the door).

- he also will get you anything you'd want, an expensive necklace? he gets it robbed in an instant. he loves seeing you happy and would do anything to keep you happy.

- he sometimes speaks in his sleep, it's often just nonsense but he does have nightmares too. in which he's always happy to have you next to him in bed, to comfort him.

- he also loves hugging you from behind, pulling you against him close as he nuzzles his head against your head, shoulder or back (depends on y/ns height)

NSFW !PROCEED WITH CAUTION!

- he's definitely rough in bed (will possibly break the bed lol) , but if you request it to be more gentle and slow he would love that too.

- he's absolutely amazing at giving you head, his tongue making all sorts of movements on your clit. loves overstimulating you as well when giving head.

- some of his kinks are : choking, spit kink, wax play, knife play, inflicting pain (moderately and with consent ofc), choking, public sex, biting, breeding, dacraphilia etc.

- he loves receiving head just as much as he loves giving head, if you give him a blowjob be prepared to gasp for air afterwards, he loves throatfucking.

- his balls r also very sensitive and he loves whenever you touch, lick or suck on them during the blowjob. he let's out loud moans whenever you'd do this.

- he groans a lot during sex, also isn't afraid to let out moans and will definitely whimper and groan when he's about to cum.

- absolutely loves filling you up as well, whether that be inside your pussy or mouth. it makes him feel good and he loves claiming you this way (hence the breeding kink)

- his favorite positions are missionary (he loves going deeper this way and having you close to him) and doggy style, since he gets to pull your hair and slap your ass a lot. also enjoys riding, loves seeing your tits bounce.

- loves degrading as well if you allow him to, he'd call you names like slut, bitch and whore. though he also loves praising you and calling you a good dolly.

- he doesn't always prefer quickies but if he's stressed and wants to let it out quickly he'd prefer a quickie, pulling you aside somewhere as he pounds till you scream his name.

- he loves peppering your neck, thighs, tits, and stomach with hickeys and love bites. he feels proud after looking at the art he made on your body.

- aftercare with Jerome consists of him taking good care of you, possibly taking a shower/bath along with you as well. he would have to help you get around a lot if you needed to get up, he often fucks you till you can't walk. he also definitely cuddles you and holds you close, giving you millions of kisses as he tells you how much you mean to him and how much he loves you. if you were sleepy he'd hold you close as you drift off to sleep in his arms. If you were to be hungry he'd also order some food for the both of you to snack on as you'd watch some tv together.

hope this wasn't to horrid lol, have a good day/night ♡

[knoepfl]

~~~ Masterlist ~~~

Hey there! I decided I want to do a Masterlist since I have quite a lot of work already published and wanted a place where it's organised and everyone can see clearly if there is something they'd like to read^^ I'll try to keep it updated as much as possible but I'm sure I'll fall behind at some point. Anyways. At the beginning you can see a alphabetical order of the characters I already wrote. So if you look for a specific character be sure to look into it to see if it's there. If you notice there isn't one you like you can always sent a request or ask a question^^ I'd be happy to fulfil and answer all of them if I can. Anyways I hope you like my work!

Last Updated: 26.11 24

Character List (Alphabetical)

✧ Arthur Fleck (Joker)

✧ Astarion (Baldur's Gate 3)

✧ Benedict Bridgerton (Bridgerton)

✧ Cedric the Sorcerer (Sofia the First)

✧ Clawd Wolf (Monster High)

✧ Clopin Trouillefou (The Hunchback of Notre Dame)

✧ Drayton Sawyer (The Texas Chainsaw Massacre)

✧ Dottore (Genshin Impact)

✧ Edward Nygma (Arkham Games)

✧ Enjiro Kirishima (My Hero Academia)

✧ Felix Fickelgruber (Wonka)

✧ Gaston (Beauty and the Beast)

✧ Heath Ledger's Joker

✧ James Hook (Peter Pan)

✧ Jerome Valeska (Gotham Series)

✧ Jeremiah Valeska (Gotham Series)

✧ Jervis Tetch (Batman: The Animated Series, Gotham Series, Arkham Games)

✧ Jonathan Crane (Batman: The Animated Series)

✧ L Lawliet (Death Note)

✧ Legoshi (Beastars)

✧ Ling (Mulan)

✧ Michael Myers (Halloween)

✧ Monoma Neito (My Hero Academia)

✧ Mylo (Arcane)

✧ Nubbins Sawyer (The Texas Chainsaw Massacre)

✧ Pennywise (IT)

✧ Rick (Rick and Morty)

✧ Salo (Arcane)

✧ Shaggy (Scooby-Doo)

✧ Silco (Arcane)

✧ Stu Macher (Scream)

✧ Tim LaFlour (Senseless)

✧ Tomura Shigaraki (My Hero Academia)

✧ Viktor (Arcane)

✧ Wiggins (Pocahontas)

//Anime//

✿ My Hero Academia (MHA)

✧ Shouta Aizawa

Frayed Threats of Control

Secrets in the Shadow

✧ Monoma Neito

Hidden Rivalry, Hidden Love

His to Keep

✧ Tomura Shigaraki

In the Shadows

Fractured Boundaries

Fractured Obsession

✧ Enjiro Kirishima

Breaking the Unbreakable (Request)

✿ Naruto

✧ Madara Uchiha

Between War and Desire

✿ Death Note

✧ L Lawliet

Sweets Aren't Enough

✿ Beastars

✧ Legoshi

Shadows on Stage

//DC Comics//

✧ Joker (Arthur Fleck)

A Warm Embrace

Beyond the Mask

A Night of Firsts

Bang Bang

A Cozy Christmas

A Fleeting Fantasy

Part 1

Part 2

A Christmas Dance with Arthur

✧ Heath Ledger's Joker

Unraveled Dreams, Twisted Love

✧ Gotham Series

✧ Jerome Valeska

Laugh Until It Hurts

✧ Jeremiah Valeska

Pain and Pleasure

✧ Jervis Tetch

Down the Rabbit Hole

Madness in Mourning

Trapped in Wonderland

Mad as Love

✧ Batman: The Animated Series

✧ Jervis Tetch

Tea for Two ||

✧ Jonathan Crane

Shadows of Fear

✧ Arkham Games

✧ Jervis Tetch

Through the Looking Glass

Down the Rabbit Hole

✧ Edward Nygma

Mind Games

The Riddler's Reward

//Horror Movies//

✧ Scream 1

✧ Stu Macher

A Killer Night

Scary Movies and Stu

A Halloween to Die For

The Games End

✧ IT

✧ Pennywise

The Fascination of a Freak

No One Can Take What's Mine

✧ Terrifier

✧ Art the Clown

A Halloween of Horrors

✧ Halloween

✧ Michael Myers

Shadows of Halloween Night

✧ The Texas Chainsaw Massacre

✧ Nubbins Sawyer

A Light in the Dark

Baptism in Blood

Bruises and Bloodstains

He Doesn't Like Sharing

✧ Drayton Sawyer

A Taste of Family

//Movies//

✧ Scooby-Doo

✧ Shaggy

Like, Sick as a Dog

Love & Scooby Snacks: Shaggy’s Anniversary Surprise

✧ The School for Good and Evil

✧ Hort Hook

A Taste of Madness

✧ Wonka

✧ Felix Fickelgruber

The Price of Perfection

In Sickness and in Health

✧ A Beautiful Lie

✧ Skeet

A Beautiful Lie

✧ Monster High

✧ Clawd Wolf

A Howling Good Time

A Wolf in Need

Soft Moments in the Moonlight

Moonlit Devotion (Request)

✧ Senseless

✧ Tim LaFlour

A Senseless Assumption

//Disney Movies//

✧ Mulan

✧ Ling

The Quiet One

✧ Pocahontas

✧ Wiggins

A Heart Bruised Beneath The Shovel

✧ Tinkerbell

✧ Bobble

A Tinker's Heart

✧ Peter Pan

✧ James Hook

The Captain's Heart

✧ The Hunchback of Notre Dame

✧ Clopin Trouillefou

The Devil's Jester

✧ Beauty and the Beast

✧ Gaston

The Hunter's Soft Heart

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

//Series//

✧ Arcane

✧ Silco

In the Shadow of Ambition

✧ Mylo

Worth Something

Tender Hands

Whispers in the Dark

Patchwork and Punchlines (Request)

✧ Viktor

A Mad Genius

Part 1

Part 2

✧ Salo

Bound by Grit: A Dance of Power and Defiance

✧ Bridgerton

✧ Benedict Bridgerton

Inspiration in Shades

✧ Rick and Morty

✧ Rick

A Human Touch

✧ Sofia the First

✧ Cedric the Sorcerer

The Magic of Trust

//Games//

✧ Genshin Impact

✧ Dottore

A Beautiful Abomination

Part 2: Bound by Creation

Perfectly Imperfect Love

✧ Baldur's Gate 3

✧ Astarion

In the Pale Moonlight

[lexi0widow]

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

JEROME VALESKA x FEM!READER

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

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

Especially season 1

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

Jerome will go to extreme lengths to keep you safe

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

Would never admit it but he loves bubble baths!

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

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

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

Like watching cartoons together

Or painting

He also likes to bake<3

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

I hope you enjoyed my loves 🫶🏻🫶🏻

[gothamslostboy]

Jerome Valeska - Silent Treatment

A/N: this was originally made on my old account zsaszercise, but I am deleting that account and reposting my stuff here

WORDS: 478

originally posted December 27, 2022, 12:39pm

gender neutral reader

____________________________________________

1 hour, 27 minutes. 34 seconds.

That’s how long it had been since I woke up tied to this chair. At first I called out, demanding to be let go and that this must be a dream or something. Honestly, who would be sadistic enough to tie someone to a chair, hanging over a pool of piranhas? It’s like a stupid action movie or something.

When I realized this was infact, actually happening, I stopped yelling because, well, why the hell would I give this psychopath the satisfaction of seeing me freak out? After a while, the situation almost became peaceful: I wasn’t moving closer to the pool, I didn’t have to go to work, and the soft music in the background was a nice change of pace from how these situations usually go. Being the younger sibling of Jim Gordon tends to make nut jobs kidnap me pretty often.

I stay sitting up here, counting another 2 minutes and 26 seconds until a large door slams, a man rushing down some stairs to stand next to the piranha pool. I recognize him quickly, it’s kind of hard not to know the face of someone who’s all over the news. Jerome Valeska stands there, tapping his foot and looking up at me his usual sinister smile twisted into a very obviously fake one.

Why ya so quiet? He waves his hand towards me, fist clenching when all he gets in response is an eye roll. Jerome rushes back into the room he appeared from and eventually my chair jolts down, stopping just 5 feet from the surface.

Knowing that all he wants is a reaction, I bite my tongue and force my silence, my racing heart blocking out sounds of splashing fish. The door slams again as Valeska again moves to the pool, this time using the platform at the edge. He grabs some kind of pool net thing to pull my chair towards him, making us face to face in a silent staring contest.

He finally loses, breaking eyecontact to hold a gun to my chest, eagerly awaiting the terror to fill my eyes. Instead Jerome is greeted with a mask of indifference, causing him to drop a small string of swears before he pulls the gun away. His lips quirk up for a second as he launches himself toward my face and captures my lips, breaking away when the bright lights of police cars fill the windows of the room.

Well doll. Yell, scream, say anything at all. He waits until the sounds of the GCPD forcing the door reach us, sighing and walking down the platform stairs. Halfway down I clear my throat, you’re surprisingly not an awful kisser his head spins around, a grin covers his face as he does a bow, rushing off as the officers, led by my brother, enter the room.

——— TAGS ———

@britany1997

[nevereverthem]

Gotham fanfiction :

I had a little idea for a One Shot about Jerome Valeska × Reader...

No smut, Reader breakdown, Slapping/Punching, Hurt/Comfort, mention of Trauma, Automutilation, and darkly!soft-ish!Jerome ~

Would anyone read if I wrote it? 🤔

[amomentsescape]

Random Things Jerome Loves About You

Jerome Valeska x Reader

A/N: I wasn't feeling up to writing something super elaborate, so I decided to come up with this sweet little headcanon. Enjoy!

The soft squish of your thighs and how warm they are to lay on and place his hands on

The way your laughs sound in the crook of his neck

The way you sometimes try to hide your smile, and it only makes you look cuter

How your eyes droop when you get sleepy

The huge attitude you give him when you're even the slightest bit hungry

The way you keep him grounded when all he wants to do is bounce around the walls

The way your hand fits into his

How you always run your fingers through his hair when things haven't gone his way

The random little trinkets you find for him

How your eyes light up each night he comes back home

You worrying and fussing over him

Feeling like your big protector

The pouty face you make when you don't get your way

How pretty you look when you cry

The way you trust him and know he'd never hurt you

How dependable you are (even when he certainly isn't)

The way your kisses feel against his face

How your little snores sound in the middle of the night

How you reassure him every day that you'll always be by his side and take care of him even if Gotham threatens to ruin him

[unknown-writez]

Misfit Toys

Chapter One: Memories - Part Three

 I made my way to the stairs heading to the top area of the building. Looking around I couldn’t find Jim but I did see his partner. “Harvey!” I yelled to him as he dealt with two men arguing “Have you seen Jim!?” I finished “Caps office!” he yelled back. I gave a little salute before racing over to the big glass room knocking on it gently. I heard a light “Come in.” and I opened the door. Slowly walking across the room I handed the file to Jim as he gave a little nod of thanks. Knowing that was my cue to leave I turned to do so but was stopped in my tracks. I paused looking at who they were interrogating. It was the boy from my memory. It had to be. He looked exactly like him but older. His eyes met mine, a look of slight confusion flashing across them as his brows furrowed for a moment in thought. Realizing what I was doing I regained my senses and left slamming the door shut on accident. Not chancing a second glance back I went to my office closing the door behind me. I laid my back against the cool doorframe taking a second to catch my breath I didn’t know I was holding. Pushing myself off I went to my computer and tried to find out what I could about the case. By the end of my shift I found out that his name was Jerome Valeska and the woman they found was his mom. She had been hatched to death and thrown in the back of a hay filled wagon for someone to find. “Tragic, really poor boy.” I thought as I walked home I had always loved true crime but knew the reality of it was gruesome and dark. I thought back to my memory when I first met Jerome. He had mentioned his mother and his brother if I recalled correctly, so why couldn’t I find anything about him? It was like his brother never existed and if Jim Gordon is questioning Jerome that means he must think he is connected or even did it. My mind played with all the different possibilities so distracted I hadn’t realized I got home till the key was in my door lock. I went inside heading straight to the shower. I had to wash all this away and relax. As the hot water hit my skin I found myself feeling lucky he hadn’t recognized me or tried to talk to me because I honestly wouldn’t know what to do if he had. What would I even say to him? He is basically a stranger. A stranger that I happened to dream about constantly but still a stranger. Why am I so hung up on this? I mean I'm nobody to him. I concluded in my head dropping the whole thing trying to forget it all. I got in my pjs and had dinner tiredness washing over me as I climbed into bed under my covers. Laying my head on my soft pillow sinking in, I let sleep overtake me into peaceful oblivion.

[maweallgotohell]

Jerome Valeska - articles pt. 2

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pt. 2 of the 'articles' series

warnings: none

You asked him the questions you noted on your paper and he answered, mostly in his sarcastic manner. But sometimes something else peaked through. Something... more human.

You noticed that he didn't want any of this. And he didn't deserve it either. It was his mother's fault, the way he behaved, the way he was now. She's the reason why he's a killer and everything he did went back and leaded to her and her shitty behavior.

You were so incredibly sorry for him. And so you couldn't help but let sympathy sneak through your put-up wall of professionalism.

You deviated from your original questions and asked more personal stuff.

You wanted to know his REAL opinions and motives, what he felt and what he thought, not the superficial crap your boss wanted you to write about in your article.

You were showing real interest in him and he liked it. He never met someone who wanted to know the real him and was willing to go way beyond deep talk.

So now there were the two of you, talking about his childhood, how his mother affected him and his behavior and how he was well aware of that, but nobody saw that and so it was easier for him give up trying to explain it to others and just start playing the monster everyone wanted to see, until he really became this monstrous, psychopathic and dangerous criminal.

You stood up and he looked at you confused, wondering if he scared you away too, like he did with all the others and if you would just leave him there now too.

He didn't expect for you to walk around the table and over to him. When you stood in front of him, him still seated on the metal chair, he looked up at you, questioning.

You were scared John and the other guards would storm in at any moment, but you had this feeling deep within you, that you needed to do this.

So you knelt down beside him and just.. hugged him.

And, oh man, was he shocked.

Totally taken aback, he just stared at the wall, eyes wide open, as he slowly and carefully put his arms around your back too, his handcuffs laying heavily upon your shoulderblades.

You let your small and soft hands stroke softly over his upper back and caressed his Arkham uniform. His body felt so right and comfy in your arms. He sighed and you could tell that he found this quite comforting as well.

As you pulled back after a few minutes, you didn't know what to say. You just stared into his eyes and mouthed a silent " I'm so sorry" to him. He nodded, still a little taken aback and brought out a quiet "Thank you".

You stood back up and when you walked back over to your own seat, John and another guard walked in and told you that you had to leave now, because they had to bring Jerome back to the cafeteria for lunch.

As you packed your things and went to leave, you stopped in the doorway and looked back one last time.

„See you soon, Jerome."

He grinned at you and with that sight in mind, you left.

—————- Time skip —————-

And he missed you. Oh god, how he missed you. So much that he couldn't even sleep properly anymore. You were on his mind 24/7.

You. You and you only.

He'd stay up late at night, imagining you and him together. How you'd smile, how you'd hug him. Jesus, even how you kissed him and how you would make out in random places. If only he'd be free. He couldn't be the man you wanted, if he was locked up in a place like Arkham.

He'd lay the world to your feet. Literally. He'd give you anything he had, anything he could give and anything you could ever want. He just wanted to be with you. Forever. Even if you only met once. He already knew that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you, no matter what. You came in, lighted that spark in him and now he couldn't let you go. Ever.

He wanted you. He needed you.

So it came that he found himself in Strange's office one night. He had contacts in Arkham, who brought him whatever he wanted and wherever he wanted as long as he stayed in the asylum. He silently went through the drawers of his desk and the cupboards, tracing his fingers searchingly along the files until he found your name on a piece of paper stuck to Strange's pinboard.

" YN LN    Gotham Gazette    Phone: 4754 78744    Email: LNYNGG@gmail.com"

It was your business card. Bingo.

He called over one of his contacts and told them to get him a mobile phone.

————— Time skip —————

A few days later you were back in your office, organizing the notes you took when interviewing Jerome. You tried to do it before but every time you did, you couldn't get your mind off the handsome ginger. You were thinking about him constantly as well and couldn't wait to do the second interview. You were so hyped about just seeing him again.

You packed some stuff to get a coffee and asked some of your colleagues, if they wanted you to bring them sum as well, when you got a notification on your phone. You waved goodbye to your colleagues, went out the room and looked at your phone screen. A message from an unknown number. By that time you were visibly confused.

You were curious and so you unlocked your phone to see who messaged you. You thought it was a new article request from one of the department managers, whose name you hadn't saved in your phone. So you opened the message.

But you were wrong. Incredibly wrong. (Messages are written in bold)

Hey sugar

You didn't have to think twice. You knew it was Jerome. It could be no other than him.

YN: Jerome? Where did you get my number from?

J: Oh I just broke into Strange's office. Nothing big. He didn't even notice.

You couldn't help but smile a little at him messaging you, eben tho you were a little concerned about Strange maybe noticing, but you brushed it off.

J: I miss you, darling.

You didn't know what to say. You weren't even in a relationship with the redheaded criminal. 

But you wanted to say it back.

YN: I ... miss you too.

J: awwww sweetie

You felt your cheeks heat up at his message.

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word count: 1135

This is pt. 2 I guess, hope u like it. 

Btw: I'm not sure, whether I should put any smut into one of the next chapters or not. Would you want that? Feel free to tell me, thanks. Idek if I could write that, bcs I never tried but well, who cares. :)

sry btw for mistakes

byee <3

[your-nanas-house]

Hey so I just had the concept of Jerome with a mommy kink with just excess whimpering and crying?

Ah thanks so much 🥰

Hi! 🤭

Pretty pathetic noises

Pairing: Jerome Valeska X fem!Reader

Warnings: SMUT, mommy kink, whining and crying.

Words: 195

Summary: in the request

Note: Sorry for the mistakes and the note.

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A soft, pathetic noise escaped Jerome's lips as he breathed heavily, no longer even able to laugh or act bratty since Y/n had teased him for too much.

He was a complete mess, his ginger hair was stuck to his forehead and completely messy while his freckled face was as red as a tomato in contrast to the other pale parts of his body, his lips were swollen and red from kissing, his freckled chest was moving fast as he whimpered in response muttering more and more finally the nickname Y/n had been waiting for, but this time differently than before, the tone was no longer playful but needy.

The sight in front of her made her wetter, hearing the ginger moan 'mommy' followed by pathetic whimpers as she finally gave him what he wanted by simply escalating these noises, she could almost see the tears forming as her baby boy reached his peak, screaming 'mommy' as he whined loudly, whimpering when she continued to bounce ready to make him come again only to see the same reaction again and again and to hear those pretty pathetic noises that she so seldom heard.

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