I Don’t Give A Damn About The Rules

Selective role play blog for Gotham’s Jerome Valeska. 18+ mun and muse.

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Hey guys!!!! I just wanted to let everyone know I am okay! I will be back real soon for some more antics with Jerome 🖤

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list of favorite things as a fanfic author:

When someone is really freaking mad at me for inducing an emotional response from them

when readers give me a background of how/when they read my writing

when readers give me a background of why they shouldn’t have been reading my writing (usually while at work)

when readers quote my work back to me in comments

the frickin’ real heroes here, the ones who comment on every chapter of an ongoing multi-chapter fic

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Jerome Valeska in Gotham

01x16  “The Blind Fortune Teller”

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We just got internet at our house 🖤

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Hey guys! Sorry about the inactivity but I’ve had a lot of life changes the past few months. I found the love of my life and we have got a place together and got engaged the other day! I want to apologize to anybody who has been worried about me. Things are going great 🖤♥️

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I’m feeling better guys!!! I should be on tomorrow 🥰🖤

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I’ve not been on much the last few days because I have flu b. If I feel better, I’ll be on later

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I spent the weekend with my boyfriend so sorry for not being active lol. I’m home now but I’m going to take a nap-have a little headache. I will be on when I wake up 🖤

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So, the headache isn’t getting too much better so I may not be on here or discord the rest of the night *sigh*

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I spent the weekend with my boyfriend so sorry for not being active lol. I’m home now but I’m going to take a nap-have a little headache. I will be on when I wake up 🖤

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“Oh, Brucie. I’ve been bad today!”

" Have you? What do you expect me to do about it Jerome?"

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“Yessss,” Jerome whines. “I want ya to take care of it!”

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"Hmm.." He hums in thought moving around him. " Why not ask the bat? You seem to enjoy everything he does to you." Of course him being the Bat hasent jealous.

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“Oooh!” Jerome groans. “You’re still on that?” Yeah, so? He may or may not have got a boner the last time The Batman was beating his ass. “I never should have come home and told ya.”

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He lifted his eyebrow at him soon moving closer to him. His eyes narrowed as he grabs him by his jaw making him look into his eyes. Moving closer to him their lips almost touching he growls in that voice only the Bat had," Careful clown boy." He then shoves him away straightening himself. There was a only a little distance between them. Bruce's eyes were dark.

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Jerome’s eyes widen as the realization washes all over him. “Bruce?” He gasps, choking in an inhaled breath. He furrows his brows. “You? You’re The Batman?” He’s a little outraged, embarrassed. You hid this from him. All the times that he told you about his plots only to find them foiled by the Batman every single time. It all makes sense now. “You lied to me.”

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Sitting down he gets comfortable looking at Jerome. " Of course I did. How could I tell you I was the Batman? That's something you could very well go tell the press. I kill bad guys Jerome. Yet I havent delt with you. Why is that? For some reason I cant get there. You sure as hell give me an itch only you can scratch though."

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“I told you about me,” Jerome narrows his eyes at you. “You thought I’d go to the press? That’s fucked up. That’s all ya care about is what people know and don’t know. That the same reason ya won’t let anyone know we fuck?” His temper is flaring.

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Tilting his head to look back at Jerome his eyes wonder over him. " The difference between them knowing I'm the Batman and us fucking is I've killed people. I may have all this money but I still could be put in jail." Running a hand through his hair he let's out a deep breath before getting up. Moving back to Jerome he says," You want people to know we are fucking? Fine. That's easy."

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“Ya talk about jail like it’s so bad,” Jerome comments in an attempt to lighten the mood. Truth is, he wouldn’t know how jail is. He’s never been. He’s mentally sick. Arkham is his prison. His breath hitches. “Easy? Easy, how?” He’s curious now.

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Bruce sighs running a hand through his hair letting the topic of jail drop. Looking into Jerome's eyes he was quick to pull the other to him saying," I'm going to fuck you in a club. There everyone will see us right in the fucking middle of the place."

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Jerome gasps, spindly fingers gaining purchase on your upper arms as he’s pulled into you. He bites his bottom lip, allowing his eyes to peer into yours; face heating up drastically. “Gonna fuck me in front of everyone, daddy?”

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“You stabbed me!” (Elias to Jerome)

“I told ya to quit annoying me,” Jerome replies matter of factly.

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Elias groaned. "Now you are doing what you promised you weren't going to ever do. You told me you would never stab me. You did the thing my dad wanted." The boy whimpered and held his wound as blood poured out of it.

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Jerome groans dramatically as he tosses the knife and inches close to you. “Oh, come on. I didn’t get ya that good. Not like I was trying to kill ya,” he scoffs as the guilt weighs heavily on him. “Let me see.”

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Send me 👀 and my muse will confess one dirty thought they’ve had about yours

"That I've thought about fucking you up against a window, where anyone could see us."

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Jerome’s previously entertained and amused face takes on a shocked expression. “You, wha...”

It’s not very often that the red headed man is at a loss of words, but this moment happens to be one of those rarities. He musters up a breathy reply. “Then do something about it.” His charming demeanor returns soon enough despite the blush painted along his cheeks.

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Truth be told he had no idea why he had told him that... it had just came out. Now it was out there, out in the open and there was no taking it back. Looking into Jerome's eyes he moves closer to him to where he sat. Looking him over he was always perfectly dressed for whatever occasion it was. " Careful for what you ask for Jerome." His eyes were dark, dangerous.

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Jerome’s eyes search you up and down as you step closer. He chews on his bottom lip as he feels his heart stammering in his chest. There’s a glimmer of pure want swimming in his green eyes. “Who am I if I’m not a risk taker, hmmm?”

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That was true. Bruce was then leaning in close both his hands on both arm rests before he says against his lips," Get up and I'll show you exactly what I'm wanting to do to you against that window."

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Jerome gasps at the close proximity. His lips fall open as yours barely ghost over his own. “Yeah? Gonna show me?” He growls out softly before standing up; making sure to brush up against your body as he goes

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“You stabbed me!” (Elias to Jerome)

“I told ya to quit annoying me,” Jerome replies matter of factly.

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Send me 👀 and my muse will confess one dirty thought they’ve had about yours

"That I've thought about fucking you up against a window, where anyone could see us."

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Jerome’s previously entertained and amused face takes on a shocked expression. “You, wha...”

It’s not very often that the red headed man is at a loss of words, but this moment happens to be one of those rarities. He musters up a breathy reply. “Then do something about it.” His charming demeanor returns soon enough despite the blush painted along his cheeks.

[scarecrows-monsters]

Truth be told he had no idea why he had told him that... it had just came out. Now it was out there, out in the open and there was no taking it back. Looking into Jerome's eyes he moves closer to him to where he sat. Looking him over he was always perfectly dressed for whatever occasion it was. " Careful for what you ask for Jerome." His eyes were dark, dangerous.

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Jerome’s eyes search you up and down as you step closer. He chews on his bottom lip as he feels his heart stammering in his chest. There’s a glimmer of pure want swimming in his green eyes. “Who am I if I’m not a risk taker, hmmm?”

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Send me 👀 and my muse will confess one dirty thought they’ve had about yours

"That I've thought about fucking you up against a window, where anyone could see us."

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Jerome’s previously entertained and amused face takes on a shocked expression. “You, wha...”

It’s not very often that the red headed man is at a loss of words, but this moment happens to be one of those rarities. He musters up a breathy reply. “Then do something about it.” His charming demeanor returns soon enough despite the blush painted along his cheeks.

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I am back!!!