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His voice got me shook

When your sibling(s) ask if they can have some of your food

Oooh, Jokes on you Batsy!

I’m liking this outfit

Be honest, who’s your favourite? And why isn’t Jeremiah?

Let Gotham Burn

I lean back with my tablet propped up against my legs sketching a new floor plan for a house my company bought and are going to flip it. Suddenly my assistant rushes in with no words. “You need to see this!” He turns on my flatscreen and switches over to the station streaming from Gotham City.

“Buildings exploding! We can’t possibly go there! The convention is going to be cancelled!” I look closer to watch the live news feed. Then I hear the smooth voice of honey entering my ears. “Tick tock Gotham. You’re on my watch.”

The camera stayed on his being. Pale skin, flashing eyes that bore holes into your soul. If you started to long at him he would be able to see your entire story. He learned from the best of course. “Harley are you listening? You need to call-” “Pack the car. I’m leaving tonight.” My assistant laughs thinking I’m joking, but I’m deadly serious.

“Do as I say or you’re fired. I shouldn’t have to repeat myself. Now go.” I speak calmly standing up and making myself a sweet drink. I stare at the TV smirking. “See you soon J.”

–

I knock on the next desk to mine lightly. “Excuse me.” a boy with round glasses, red hair, and innocent eyes look to meet mine. “Yes?” He asks in a shaky manor. I smile sweetly at him. “Your bookbag is caught on your chair. I didn’t want you to get stuck.” The boy looks down at his bag adjusting the strap out of the bars. “Thank you.” He quickly says getting back to his work.

I scoot closer to him. “My name is Harleen. Harleen Frances Quinzel.” I stick my hand out for his. “Jeremiah.” “Just Jeremiah?” He nods his head quickly. “Alright. Well it’s nice to meet you just Jeremiah.” He smiles taking my hand and shaking it firmly. “You too Harleen.”

–

The red haired boy and I were inseparable since that day. No matter where we were we’d always find eachother. Went on for a long time as friends, but we both knew deep in our hearts we were meant to be something bigger. As I lay my head in his lap looking up at the stars I catch him staring down at me. “Whatcha doing there J? You’re missing the beautiful stars!” He smiles pushing a strand of my hair away. “I’m looking at the most beautiful star there is.” I giggle pushing off of him. “Such a sap. Can’t say I don’t love it though!”

“Oh look Harley!” A shooting star flies across the night sky. “I wish… to never leave you, and were separated. Let madness take over until we’re together once again.” Jeremiah let out a chuckle. “That’s a good one. Let’s hope you don’t get any crazier.” I flip my hair laughing. “It would only be for the better darling.”

–

So here I am today. Walking in a graveyard all lonesome. I hear sirens blaring all over the city. His crew comes up to me screaming and laughing like crazy people. I look at them rolling my eyes, but allowing them to take me hostage knowing they’ll lead me straight to him, and as my thoughts come to ring true I feel my blood pumping as they sit me in a chair waiting to get torchered.

Blood staining the cold concrete below my feet. “You guys should really learn how to keep a cleaner work space. Geez. You’d think a pack of monkeys would be living here… Oh wait…” I laugh looking at them. They start to get louder and louder until another voice emerges.

“Let me take a look at this one!” a blonde comes into view with face looking like… just like a face you want to punch.

She walks around me then smirks. “Take her to the grinder.” the minions grab me and start to drag me away. “Whoa wait a fucking minute!” This caught her attention making her look at me with her little clown mask. “Hey you. Yeah clown bitch listen to me!” I shimmy out of their hold and stand in front of the blonde. I walk around her smiling sanely. “I’m the only one who gets the wear that mask.” I whip my knife out and stab her in the stomach several times until she falls to the ground motionless.

I pick up her mask looking at her face. “Not even that pretty. Come on man!”

“Not as pretty as you I will say. Not as sane either. Got on my nerves rather quickly. She’s not the right… fit.” I look up the rusted stairwell to see him standing there proudly examining my work. “Then why’s you pick her huh? See this? Trash!” I grab the mask tossing it the the side at his followers. “Seems I got exactly what I wanted. Just another playing card that was run out.” I make my way up the steps as he comes halfway down meeting me.

“Hello Harley.” “Hey there J.”

His hand come out and pushes me against the metal bar trapping me. “And may the world go insane.” J smashes his lips against mine pushing all the lost time into one kiss.

“This is Harley. Harley this is everyone. Call them your subjects if you want. This is your queen everyone! Respect her or that…(Points at Echo) will be your outcome. Now follow love, we’ve got much to relish in.”

Part 51 Here!

~o0o~

I pack two sandwiches in my purse and proceed to cover my hair with the large silk scarf. “Where are you sneaking off to?” Babs asks walking past me and downing a drink. “Secret date? I figured you would get sick of the pale faced clown.” I smile at my hands. I could never tire of my boy. I’m as crazy as him, maybe more, but he would never turn me away, and I could never leave him.

“No. He’s my husband.” “Even better.” I narrow my eyes at her. “Babs, I’m going to see my dad.” She widens her eyes. “Now you’re asking for a death wish.” I walk out the door, my heels clicking every step. “If you say so.”

I walk into the GCPD and can sense the chaos and tension thickly canned in the air. Not seconds later two individuals start brawling over bread. “Hey! Break it up!” My father pushes them back. “For all the new people here… everyone is welcome in Haven, but there are rules. And one of them is we leave the fighting outside. Government already thinks we don’t deserve help. We have to show otherwise. Gangs want to tear themselves apart outside, that’s their business. In here, in Haven… we help each other survive."  I hum with a slick smile as the two dispute the issue and the tension falls. Saved for another day.

I walk up to him nudging his arm. "Nice speech. I think it worked.” He turns to me and gasps, but recovers quickly. “(Y/n). You’re so big. No… Just-” “Pregnant, dad.” He nods smiling. “So what happens when they find out the government abandoned them?” He sighs, shaking his head. I pat his back. “Come on paper man. You need some real food.” I pull him into his office and remove the disguise. “Italian sub for you, and tuna for me.” “You hate tuna.” I smile sitting down. “They don’t.” I pat my swollen tummy. “So there are two of them?” I nod smiling.

“And you’re happy? He treats you well?” I nod again smiling at him. “Of course he does. He’s not a monster, dad.” He grabs my hand over the desk and squeezes it. “I don’t… like him. You know this. He destroyed the damn city for christ’s sake, but he is the father of my grandchildren, and the husband of my only daughter, so I can promise you… I will never kill him.” I kiss his hand and smile. “Who knew that’d be so comforting to hear.”

~

I walk into the elevator with the smile ghosted over my lips. Crackling from the speaker erupts my mind causing me to shake and grab the wall in fright. “Aw, honey, I’m sorry.” Ecco’s voice pipes up from the speaker. I wave my hand in front of the camera with a smile. “No worries. All good here.” I laugh placing a hand on my stomach. “Where is Jerimiah?” “Working down below. Would you like me to get him?” I smile up at the camera. “Let me go down.”

“Uh… Miss, I think we should wait. He doesn’t want you around the-” I press the button to the bottom floor faster than light. “Oops,” I smirk up to Ecco as the elevator skips the main floor and descends below.

The two doors slide open revealing a steamed room with the funk of hard labor. I step on the uneven ground and see Jerimiah fanning himself as he watches his workers. I rest my hands on his shoulders and kiss his cheek. “You’re working hard.” He spins around with a glare. “And you’re not supposed to be here.” He grips my hips pulling me towards him.

“I missed you.” I nuzzle into his chest. He hums as we rock back and forth. “I missed you, my love. Come on. No lady should be exposed to this heat.” He places his hand on the small of my back leading me to the elevator.

Holding me the entire way up and then carrying me to our bed, never letting us go. “Are my darlings all suggled up?” He asks resting my head on his chest. The icy colored flesh proving wrong to the touch of fire on my fingers. “Yes, Jer.” I mumble feeling my eyes draw to a close. “Never will I go a day without my family… even your father.” He kisses my head before I can ask the question.

Part 50 Here!

~o0o~

I scan through paint swatches, holding it up to the walls of the nursery contemplating the vast difference in the outcome. “I like this blue.” Jeremiah picks up a swatch and tapes it to the wall. I smile as he narrows his hands focusing on the paint. He nods looking around the room. “We can put both the cribs against the wall here and place the changing station in the middle. Rocking chairs in either corner.” He smiles with his accomplished plan.

“What do you think, boys?” He asks kneeling at my stomach. I scoff smiling, “How do you know these boys of yours aren’t girls?” Jeremiah leans down pressing his ear on my swollen belly.

“Hmm. Yes. What was that? Of course, I’ll let mommy know.”

Jeremiah stands cupping my face. “You’re children don’t like the vitamin shake you drink.” I roll my eyes walking away and taping a light pink swatch of paint on the wall.

Jeremiah raises a brow smirking. “Really, (Y/n)?” I shrug beaming. “You never know, Jer.”

~

I look out the large window looking at the starved and rotten Gotham. I sigh sipping at my morning tea Ecco brought me.

“You’re sighing again.” I look over at her smiling. “You say that a lot.” “It’s because you sit there looking like a princess waiting for someone to come.” I shake my head at Ecco laughing. “You’re crazy, Ecco.”

She hops in front of me smirking. “We could be bad, ya know? Sneak out. Just for a little.” I narrow my eyes leaning in. “Keep talking.”

~

Jeremiah POV:

Coming up the elevator into the late hours of the night to finally take rest next to my wife. “The tunnel is coming along nicely,” Ecco says standing beside me. “Yes, there is much to do.”

“Ecco, does my darling ever speak of life before this?” Ecco nods at me. “Mrs. Valeska always loves to spend time thinking of the good days.” I hum reconnecting ways to make her happy. “I’ll have to send her on a little trip out of our little Dark Zone.”

I open the door to our room removing my tie and shirt and putting them away.

I walk over to my wife and rest my hands on her stomach holding my children. “We’re not supposed to be here.” I sigh resting my head against her. “I’m trying my best to get us out of here, loves.”

She rolls to her side causing me to chuckle. I kiss her head cuddling into her in our sheets, dreaming of escaping Gotham with my family.

~

“Remember, love. Tonight is another graduation for the troops. It is still too dangerous. Care to take a trip to the Sirens today? I thought about sending you to have a full week of fun.” Jeremiah asks as I cuddle into his side. “Yeah. I could use some girl time. If you’re alright with having me away that long.” Jeremiah holds my chin gazing into my eyes. “I love you so much, darling.”

“I love you, Jeremiah.” His smile warms my heart as he descends the elevator. “Behave yourself, loves.”

~

I step out of the car smiling at the large buildings all so familiar. “Hello, Sirens.” I grab the railing to step inside but am bumped by a force making me stumble.

“I - I’m so sorry, miss!” I look down at a little boy with bruises and scratches all over his body. I kneel gasping at his frame. “Oh, honey.” He looks behind his shoulder gulping. “You have to help me, please.”

I look up at the building thinking over my plans. Jeremiah told me to go here and only here, but it’s not like he knew I was going to run into an abandoned child!

I nod at the small kid getting back in my car. “Come on, kid.” He jumps in my car closing the door and gasping. “Thank you! Thank you so much, miss!” I smile sadly at the frightened little boy.

“Where are you going? Where can I take you?”

He looks at me with hopeful eyes. “The Haven.”

I’ve heard whispers of the spot concealed in safety for a couple of weeks now. “I have an idea of where it is. I’ll take you there.”

He nods smiling, “My name is Will Thomas.” He offers his hand.

“(Y/n) Valeska. It’s good to meet you, Will.” He smiles shaking my hand.

~

“Whoa.” Will gasps as the large caged in the apartment corner appears. “Yeah,” I say taking a look at all the people smiling. “Are you coming with me? I have to find someone who can help my brother and sister!” I nod turning off the car. “Yeah. I’m not sure who all lives here, but I can help you look around.”

Walking in the small compound many of the people were friendly in this trying time.

I walk up holding Will’s weak hand. “Excuse me, sir.” He turns to me confused. “Yes?” “This boy needs your help.” I try to usher him and scatter away but a hand reaches out grasping my wrist as I walk away from them.

I look up meeting my father’s eyes through the shades. “(Y/n)?”

I smile removing the glasses. “Jim.” he crumbles losing his balance. “Where have you been?” I shake my head tugging at my arm. “I-I can’t be here.”

I run away slipping out of the Haven untouched and back to my car as my father runs out screaming my name. I drive to the club again and entering as nothing happened.

“(Y/n)!” Babs screams running to me. “Oh, my! You’ve filled out!” I laugh pushing out my stomach. “Well, when you’ve got two fighting for space.”

~

Jim POV:

That was her. My girl. My beautiful daughter walking right in and then scurried away faster than wildfire. “Jim, was that-” I turn to Harvey with a smile breaking my features. “Yeah. That was (Y/n).” Harvey pats my shoulder. “I know you’re thinking you have to find her at this very second and trust me I do too, but we’ve got another pressing thing. Like this mystery kid.” Harvey pulls me away from my thoughts.

“Right. What do we know?”

“His name is Will Thomas. Parents died in a home invasion a few weeks after the bridges came down. Guys that broke in took him to some sort of factory where he was held alongside dozens of other stolen kids, all chained together.”

“God. Who are these guys?” “Call themselves The Soothsayers.”

“You ever heard of them?” “No. But who can keep track these days?”

“Which district?” “Granton. Near the water, he said. Had them digging some sort of tunnel. Will broke free from his restraints last night and walked nine miles through the Dark Zone and found Mrs. Valeska in the Sirens block. She brought him here.”

“What kind of tunnel?”

“Unclear.”

“There’s an abandoned waterworks by the old dock in Granton.”

“Detective Gordon?” The small boy asks. “My friends. You’ll save them, won’t you?” I nod at him holding a smile. “I’ll look into it.”

“The Soothsayers won’t be happy I escaped. They’ll punish

the others for it. Please, Mr. Gordon. I promised them I’d bring help.”

~

“Gosh, I can’t wait until I can drink again.” I laugh at Babara from behind the bar as she throws down a shot. “Oh, me and you both. Push those kids onto that pale freak and go wild!”

Feet away the crowd split and they still their ongoing conversations. None other than James Gordon walks over to Barbara. I duck under the bar hiding in plain sight.

“Barbara.” She looks down at me before turning to ace my father. “Jim, what brings you crawling out into the open tonight? Come to join the party? One last hoorah before someone wastes you?” She smirks taking another shot before slamming it down.

“I’m here to ask a favor. Maybe some information if you have it.”

“A favor plus info, right. Is this after you stood by and did nothing while my best friend on this Earth was stabbed through the heart?”

“I put him down.”

“You restored his limp.”

“HE SHOULD BE DEAD!”

Jim sighs, “Barbara.” She cuts him off with her screams. “Everybody out! Now! I said move!”

As they file out and the music comes to a halt I shiver on my knees. Why am I doing this? Hiding from my blood.

“Planning revenge?” “Well, someone has to do something about that freak.”

“He has an army. It would be suicide.” “Look around, Jim. We’re all slowly dying. Just some of us get to choose how.”

“I’m sorry about what happened to Tabitha.”

Babs brushes off the matter scoffing, “So, these favors?”

“I need transportation. Trucks, maybe.”

“Where are you going?”

“It’s a police matter,” Jim says making me hold in a laugh. How could police exist nowadays?

“You know, they should really write that on your tombstone. They’re downstairs in the basement lot. Knock yourself out. Drive right into this nightmare you created. You won’t last a night.”

He stays quiet for a moment before asking, “Have you seen (y/n)?” Barbara chuckles, “And if I did, what makes you think she wants to see her father who turned her own happiness away?” I peer over the bar watching my father’s eyes drop and sadness fills his emotions. He turns away from the bar walking away. “Thank you for the trucks.”

I pop up resting my elbows on the counter. “You didn’t have to yell at him.” Babs turns to me locking eyes. She breaks shaking her head with a sad smile. “No, I guess I didn’t.” I come around the bar sitting beside her. “You really think he won’t last out there?” She turns to me smirking. “Not if he has some help. How long are you staying here?” I shrug, “Jeremiah doesn’t need me around when the church graduates. He said the tension in the air is stressful for the babies.” She scoffs laughing. “Right, because he’s Mr. smartypants.”

~

I sit on the couch watching TV as Babs strides through tossing my gun at me. “Load it and follow me.” I stand following her. “Uh, why do I need a gun?” She turns back to me as walks into the garage.

“We’re going to help Jimmy. You want to drive?”

I smile at her nodding. “Okay.”

~

“Wait, slow down! I hear something.” Barbara says causing me to stop the vehicle equipped with machine guns on the empty road. “I won’t say it again, freak. Gordon comes with me.”

I smile at her, “Jackpot!”

“I’ll tell you what! I’ll take his head, and you can have the rest of him!”

“NOW!” I scream as we whip around the corner and shoot down the punks. Barabra hops out fo the car walking towards my father.

“Hi, Jim. About our last chat… I may have been a little rash. This what got you all hot and bothered? They need a bath.”

“Crazy bi-” I stand from my seat shooting the armed man aiming at Babs. As I hit the target, my father does as well.

He looks at me in shock. “(Y/n)?” I smile sitting back and cranking the car.

“Oh, lookie there. I found her. Not all square yet though. You’re gonna help me do what we all know needs doing.”

“Oh, yeah? What’s that?”

“Kill Penguin.”

~

I gaze and smile a all the happy citizens in the Haven. “This is amazing.”

“Citizens are heading here in droves. This place will be full

by sundown.” Jim nods looking around. “Then we’ll find another.”

I look up at him. “I figured you left when the evacuation was called.” My father puts an arm across my shoulder pulling me to him. “You were still here. I was never going to leave without you. Especially now with these two.” He says placing a hand on my stomach.

A woman walks up with her younger ones grinning at Jim. “I just want to thank you, Captain Gordon. My family, we’ve been drifting from one place to the next ever since the blackout. You’ve delivered us.” She walks away beaming with joy, leaving my father with a raised head and confidence and honor beaming from him.

His moment soon ruined by Barbara scoffing, “Seriously?” She rolls her eyes looking at me. “You know he’ll be angry with you if he finds you here. You’re staying with me so my ass will be burned.”

I look back at Babs and my father. He grabs my wrist looking me in the eyes. “You can’t go back, (Y/n). Look at what he’s done!” I close my eyes gathering my emotions. “Jim, please let me go so I can go home to my husband. This will end ugly if you refuse.” He looks at me with shock and shakes his head. “No, I found you and now I’m going to keep the three of you safe from him.” I rip my arm out of his grip. “I came to you! I understand you’re upset, I do. But… Daddy’s little girl is gone, I married him, he is the father of my children, and that won’t change. You can either fight it and our contact will end, or…” I take out his pen from his pocket and grab his hand, writing my phone number. “You can accept me for the person I have become, and call me.”

Jim nods sadly. He places his hand on mine. “I love you, (Y/n).” I nod smiling at my father. “I hope so.” I back up walking next to Barbara.

“I’ll see you around, killer. We have some unfinished business, you and I.” She nods to him as we exit the gates.

~

“How was the day, darling? Have my twins kicked you anymore? I talked with them the other night.” I giggle over the line laying on the big bed in the guest room of Barbara’s home. “They’ve been fine, Jer. How was the first day of the graduates?” He sighs over the phone. “10 go in and only 4 complete the trial. It’s quite disappointing.” “I bet you’ll have more tomorrow. It is a new day after all.” “Indeed, love.”

I snuggle in my covers rubbing my belly. “Get some rest, Jeremiah. I’ll see you soon.” He hums in the line. “I do hope so, darling. I love you.” I smile feeling complete. “I love you too, Jeremiah.”

As the call ends it suddenly rings again. I pick it up figuring it to be Jeremiah, once more. “Did you forget something?” I giggle over the line. “(Y/n)?” Jim’s shaky voice comes through. “Dad.”

He sighs and speaks, “Hi honey. H-How are you?”

At this time I talk to my father and open the door that has been shut so long.

“Hey! How about we meet up for lunch when we can?” I laugh at him, “You’re going to act like everything’s normal and grab a sub?” “Why not? I’ve got my family back.”

A piercing giggle springs from the bathroom. Jerome walks out with sunglasses and posing in the mirror. “I’m going to tell.”

I shake my head at him as my father talks. Jerome cackles and runs to the door making me chase after him tripping him. “OW! Workers comp!” He cries.

He stands up giggling. “Ole Jimmy. Always slithering around and shitting on our lives. Brother will be mad, (Y/n), you know that.”

“Goodnight, Dad.”

I hang up rolling on my side and cuddling into the sheets. “He won’t find out, Jerome.” He scoffs cuddling close to me. “Lying to your husband? You naughty girl.”

I laugh into the pillow. “Goodnight, Jerome." 

Part 37

Jim POV:
“Hello, Jimbo.” Dwight giggles over the phone line. “Shut up, Dwight. We have the building surrounded. There’s no way out. Let the hostages go. Let my daughter go. I know you took her from the GCPD when your freaks broke in.” I speak harshly into the phone.

“You’re outside? You are, aren’t you? Goody!” He laughs imitating Jerome. “The cult will never follow you, Dwight… (y/n) will never follow you.”

“I haven’t touched a hair on your pretty girlfriend’s head.” “You’re just repeating what Jerome said to me last year.” “I am Jerome!” Dwight screams in on the phone.

“No, no. You’re the understudy pretending to be the star. You’re a fraud.” “No, I am Jerome! I am Jerome. And soon Gotham will know it. So will your little daughter. She’ll see the truth!

"Well, for the record. You’re doing one thing Jerome never did. Boring me.”

~

“You look cute in that hat.” I giggle following Jerome into a police car. Jerome smirks at me. “It’s good to know I’m handsome without my face!”

He slams on the gas hitting a fellow cop. “Jerome!” I giggle throwing my head backward. “Sorry! Didn’t see you there!”

He places his hand on my leg grinning at me. “How have you been, (y/n)?” I place my hand over his humming. “Feeling cornered. Alone.” I rise to kiss his gauzed cheek. “I’ve missed you, J.”

He hums nodding. “I missed you too, darling. You know we have to get my face back fast. I can’t kiss you like this.” “How do you plan on getting it back on? You’ve got a lot of time to make up for mister.” Jerome shrugs laughing. “Burning one bridge at a time.”

I giggle as we speed down the streets of Gotham. “Come on, Puddin. You can drive faster than this!” I cheer bouncing in my seat. “Oh, baby I’ve missed you!” Jerome howls speeding the vehicle and racing towards Dwight’s location.

Jerome parks the car and props his feet up watching the locals with narrow eyes. “How am I going to do this? It’s that chump isn’t it?” Jerome points to the imposter wearing his face. “Well obviously.” I lean my head on his shoulder smirking. “I have an idea.” “Oh yeah? What’s that?” I slide out of the car leaning down. “Just leave that to me, J.”

I slam the car swaying my hips as I walk over to the cult members. “Ms. Gordon! We thought you left us.” I smile shaking my head. “Sorry guys. I needed to find an escape plan for Jerome. Let’s get him in the car.” They nod escorting Dwight over to me.

“Ah, dollface! I knew you’d come back for me!” I nod grabbing his hand. “Sure, Dwight, but right now we need to go.” I push him forward into the police car and taking Jerome’s face back placing it in a bag. “Ew.” I groan sitting in the front.

“Oh yeah. I almost forgot. Dwight this is Jerome. My boyfriend.” Jerome places his hand over his head wiping a fake tear. “Aw doll, you always butter me up. Nice to meet ya, Dwight! We do have somethings to talk about, like tossing my queen around.” Dwight stumbles over his words sweating. “I-I never meant to disrespect her she didn’t-” “She didn’t do anything! What was that?” Jerome picks up his bagged face and holds it to his ear.

“This guy’s hilarious!” Jerome laughs driving faster to our destination across the city.

Jerome opens the Wearhouse and ushers us in searching for something to place his face on. “Jerome, I think you need it stitched back on. This isn’t the best way.” I say watching as Jerome loads staples into a staple gun. He huffs shaking his redhead and walking up to me. “Oh, hush honey. I need you to hold my face still!”

Jerome unwraps the gauze and stands in front of me with his bare flesh. “This wouldn’t be necessary if jackass over there didn’t feel the need to have a makeover.” Jerome cackles pushing the trigger and stabbing the first stable into his face. He choaks out a gasp gripping onto my arm.

I wince biting my lip. “Painful?” Jerome groans and starts to laugh darkly. “No more than I’ve caused you, dollface.” He swings his hand around smacking my bottom and laughing.

We continue stapling his face on with Dwight just watching in silence. “This is the last one,” I say pushing the gun and sending a staple into his skin. He groans out again grabbing my sides.

He raises his face meeting my own. Jerome moves his lips together, gaining the feeling of having a face again. He smacks his lips laughing loudly. “Well, this will be new.”

Jerome brings me to him dipping me at his side and slamming his lips upon my own. I wrap my arms around his neck batteling him for passion and lust. I pull the hairs at the nape of his neck moaning into his mouth.

Jerome pushes my hips against a rusted barrel growling. “Too long, darling.” He runs his lips down my neck making throw my head back. I look over and see Dwight shuffling nervously.

I laugh pushing Jerome away from me. “I think someone doesn’t like the show.” Jerome’s head pops up from the crook in my neck giggling. “Ah, I’m sorry, Buddy. It’s just been so long. I’m sure you understand right?”

Jerome kisses my cheek and walks over presenting his face to Dwight. “So how’s it look?” Dwight nods his head quickly. “It’s good.
It looks good.”

I sit in a chair spinning around the room giggling. This feels like a dream.

“You wouldn’t lie to me, right, Dwight?” “No. It looks good. It’s good.
Say you’re not mad, are you?” Dwight asks with hope thick in his words. “Mad? What could I possibly be mad about? Huh?”

“You know, the whole cutting off your face.” Jerome scoffs grabbing Dwight’s face. “Oh, buddy you brought me back from the dead. You got me my doll. What’s a cutoff face between friends?”

“Well, I’m not happy about it.” Dwight looks at me scared, but Jerome pats his shoulder. “Don’t worry about her. She won’t bite.” I cock my eyebrow smirking. “Unless I’m told.”

Jerome winks at me howling in laughter. “Let’s get this show on the road!” Jerome says setting up his camera stand and focusing it. “Do me a favor and tie Dwight up, baby. Oh, and… make sure it’s tight.” He mumbles kissing my head. “Of course, Jerome.”

“Come on, Dwight. I’ve got a job for you.” He follows me to sit in the metal chair. “What is it?” “The easiest job in the house. All you’ve got to do is sit and smile.” “O-okay.” “Perfect!” I swing the ropes around him tying him up tightly and unmoving.

I step back admiring my work. “Comfortable?” Dwight shakes his head. I glare smiling, “Good. Guess I did it right.” I push the police cap on his head and sit behind the camera watching my crazed love prance around.

He places his face close to the lense. “Testing. Testing. Am I live? Am I on air? Can you hear me? Do you know how this works, doll?” I look over and shrug. “The red lights on.”

“Ah, screw it. Let’s do it. Hi. Some of you may know, I died. But take it from me, death is dull but coming back… that is something. Leave it to dying to give you a whole new perspective on life. And I would like to share that with you.” Jerome backs away showing Dwight.

“Uh, Officer, you look terrible. My doll sure did a number on you, huh?” Jerome winks at me and moves to the front of the camera again.

“Tonight, Gotham, in the darkness, there are no rules.
So, tonight, Gotham do what you want. Kill who you want.
Hmm? And when morning comes you, too, shall be reborn.” Jerome lights a firecracker and laughs. “Come on, love!” Jerome pulls me to the exit leaving Dwight a mumbling panicked mess.

“Oh, and, uh - Dwight. I don’t forgive you for my face. My wedding photos will look like trash now!” I giggle kissing his cheek. Jerome and I run into the dark streets of Gotham and minutes later the whole city loses power due to the explosion.

Jerome dances with me in the city making me forget all my worries. I have him back now, and nothing will ever take him away.

“What do you have planned for tonight?” Jerome grabs my hand kissing each knuckle. “Recreating our first night together, love.” I tilt my head following him into a big tent. “It’s dark in here, Jerome.”

He kisses my shoulder breathing in my ear. “Wait for it, (y/n).” On cue, hundreds of lights shine and playful music plays. He’s put a whole circus inside this warehouse!

I cover my mouth stepping forward taking everything in. “Hello! Welcome to (y/n)’s circus! How many tickets?” Jerome asks from inside the ticket stand. I lean in narrowing my eyes. “You named this circus after me?” Jerome kisses me over the booth. “Named it after the thing I love most.”

Jerome grabs my hand pulling me away. “Now come on! I’ve got a surprise!”

In a backroom behind the large red curtain, Jerome pulls out two boxes. “For you, and me.” I lift the lid finding a beautiful red and black themed dress fit for the circus. “It’s beautiful, Jerome!” He opens his box changing into an all-white outfit. “Do I get to watch my little women get dressed?” I huff smiling at him and wrap my arms around his neck. “You, Jerome Valeska, have just been reborn.” “What’s your point, doll?” I kiss a line up his neck biting his ear.

“You can do whatever the hell you want.”

Valeyne or Wayleska?

parallel: gotham / batman arkham games [2]

parallel: gotham / tdk trilogy [2]

redheads

rachie-neyiea:

Regarding Jeremiah Valeska…

Miah (affectionate)

Jerry (derogatory)