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Jerome's little brat!! xD I take requests, prompts, etc.

[sadisticallyharley]

DO YOUR WORST

1: Could you go the rest of your life without smoking a cigarette?

2: Are you single/taken/heartbroken/confused?

3: What if I told you that you were pretty?

4: Ever been told “it’s not you, it’s me”?

5: Are you interested in anyone right now?

6: What are you looking forward to in the next week?

7: Do you want to be single?

8: Did you go out or stay in last night?

9: How late did you stay up last night?

10: Can you recall the last time you realized you liked someone a lot?

11: Last three things you had to drink?

12: Have you pretended to like someone?

13: Have you ever told somebody you loved them and not actually meant it?

14: Honestly, has anyone seen you in your underwear in the past 3 months?

15: Is it hard for you to get over someone?

16: Think back five months ago, were you single?

17: What were you doing at 12:30 this afternoon?

18: Hold hands with anyone this week?

19: Could you go for the rest of your life without drinking alcohol?

20: What would you name your future daughter?

21: Do you miss anyone?

22: Have you kissed three or more people in one night?

23: Did your last kiss take place in/on a bed?

24: Are you good at hiding your feelings?

25: Have you ever cried from being so mad?

26: Who did you last see in person?

27: Are you listening to music right now?

28: What is something you currently want right now?

29: What is the last thing you said out lot?

30: How is your heart lately?

31: Do you wear the hood on your hoodie?

32: Are you wearing socks?

33: What do people call you?

34: Will you talk to the person you like tonight?

35: Are there any stressful situations in your life?

36: Who did you last share a bed with?

37: Did you do something bad today?

38: When was the last time a member of the opposite sex hugged you?

39: Do you get stressed out easily?

40: Will you sing today?

41: Have you ever wanted to tell someone something but didn’t?

42: Who do you go to when you need to talk to someone?

43: Have you ever been taken to the emergency room in an ambulance?

44: What are you listening to right now?

45: What is wrong with you right now?

46: What is on your wrists right now?

47: Where did you get the shirt/sweatshirt you’re wea

48: What do you like better: hot chocolate or hot apple cider?

49: Do you make wishes at 11:11?

50: Are you a good artist?

51: Love really is a beautiful thing huh?

52: Do you miss the way things were six months ago?

53: Ever been on a golf cart?

54: Do you have trust issues?

55: Ever stayed up all night on the phone, with who?

56: Do you own something from Hot Topic?

57: Do you use chap stick?

58: Have you ever slapped someone in the face?

59: Do you have a little sister?

60: Have you ever been to New York?

61: Think of the last person who said I love you, do you think they meant it?

62: Have you hugged someone within the last week?

63: What were you doing at midnight last night?

64: Have you ever regretted kissing someone?

65: Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile?

66: Were your last three kisses from the same person?

67: Have you kissed anyone in the last five days?

68: Would you rather sleep with someone else or alone?

69: Will next Friday be a good one?

[sadisticallyharley]

Bad Day p1, “Options”

Summary: reader has bad day. Jerome offers multiple solutions. 

Warnings: language. nothing else for this one.

Sad. Angry. Annoyed. Tired. That was Y/N’s entire world today. Alone on the giant couch of the pent house with a bag of potato chips, you sat slouched over. A door opened and closed. Jerome. Motionless, you waited for the inevitable interrogation that would come.

“Well, if it isn’t the lovely Y/N.” Jerome slid in next to you on the couch, sticking a hand into your bag of salt and vinegar Lay’s chips. Deep down you protested, but right now, you didn’t give two shits. Jerome crunched on his handful of chips, eyes glued to you, waiting for a response that wouldn’t come.

“Sweetcheeks?”

Silence.

“Dollface.”

This time you glance at him, but that’s all. Beginning to get annoyed, the ginger snatches away your bag of chips and rolls up the top, tossing it nonchalantly onto the adjacent chair. 

“Well, now I know something is wrong. Bad day, sugar?” his eyes bored into your skull, practically forcing you to turn your head and make eye contact. Nodding, you begin to tear up a little bit, and his brow furrows.

“Now now, Y/N, we don’t need there to be tears. Stand up.” he commands, gesturing with his head. Sighing, and pushing back your tears, you follow his order, and stand in front of him. He sits up, takes your elbow and pulls you down to sit on his knee, quite forcefully. His arms wrap around your waist and he looks at you boyishly.

“Pouting isn’t an option, love. But,” he paused, “I’ll tell you what is. Okay, Dolly?”

You nodded again, suddenly very grateful that you were not made to confess why it was a bad day. Tilting your head towards him, he smiles broadly as usual. 

“Baby, do you want to watch American Horror Story, cuddle on the couch, and eat pizza, or go out and spill some blood, or have sex? Your choice, honeybun.” Despite the rather... blunt propositions, his face remained straight, serious in a mocking way, and commanding.You knew that “none” was not an option.

“Can... Can we do all of them?” you timidly, innocently asked. The smile on Jerome’s face spread to a grin.

“Why, I think we can.”

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[sadisticallyharley]

I think if you had a bad day, Jerome would sit you down on his knee and not even ask what's wrong, just "baby do you want to stay home, eat pizza, watch a horror movie and cuddle, or spill some blood, or have sex?" Or something. Just blatantly like that and not give you a choice like you have to pick one. Because then he's helping is still in charge I really want to write this now yES

[sadisticallyharley]

TELL ME

I HAVE NO CABLE AND THEREFOR HAVE NO WAY OF KNOWING WHO’S HARLEY AFTER THE FINALE TONIGHT SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME IF AND WHO IS HARLEY 

ok i’ll calm down now

srsly tell me tho

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[queenlakiefer]

Let’s get this party started HA!HA!HA!

[total-killer-brainrot]

YES!

[valeskababe-blog]

Sure as pie!!

[harleyvaleska19]

We are Jerome

[sadisticallyharley]

We are all Jerome 

[jeromesxreader16]

Eye Catching

Request:I need me some Jerome circus imagine in my life!!! Maybe you could do one were the reader is into 80’s/90’s fashion and rocks it?. She’s blonde and loves clowns and freaky shit so when they bump into each other in Gotham’s carnival they’re both instantly stunned!? They could be super flirtatious and both as bad as one another.

Word count:447

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I sigh loudly and turn over in my bed. My roommate glances over and laughs. “Bored?” I grab another slip of paper and burn it from one of the candles lighting the room up. “Yes. Blackouts are so boring.” My roommate looks at me in shock. “(Y/n) the bleach has gone to your head or something because if you haven’t heard Jerome Valeska is alive and well. He’s the one who did this. You call that boring? The man was just reborn!” I huff and swing my legs. “Boring.” I slip my combat boots and my large red flannel over my black skater skirt and crop top. “I’m going out.”

I walk out the door and I walk down the dark streets. I hear gun shots, laughing, and then running. I follow the sound and find a…circus?

I walk through the big entrance and see a world of fantasy. I laugh and look around with giant eyes. I walk up to a dunk tank and see piranhas swimming around. I then realized who’s sitting atop of the tank in fear. “Hi-a Mr. K!” I wave at the asshole teacher. “(Y/n)! Please help me! Please. I’ll do anything.” I laugh and roll my eyes. “Oh no you won’t. Just take this as a lesson. Everyone take this as a lesson! You make fun of someone and treat them less of who they are. You get put out in the end.” I grab a ball and throw it directly at the target making him fall into the tank.

I laughs and run up to the tank for a closer look. “What an arm!” I turn around and see the one and only Jerome Valeska. I shy away and giggle. “Thank you Mr. Valeska.” I slightly bow as a princess would.

He then stands in a straight striking pose like a prince and bows at me. “What’s your name dollface?” He asks holding his hand out. “(Y/n) (y/l/n).” “Ah lookie there. Beautiful name for an even more beautiful face.” I giggle and blush. “No no you are! Do you think so Brucie? She’s beautiful ain’t she?” I look behind Jerome to see billionaire Bruce Wayne from school. Though I was a year or two older.

He looks at me in a glare. “Are you crazy?” I think for a second then smile. “Yeah.” Jerome spins around and laughs. “Oh just how I like em! Crazy and beautiful! Care to tag along baby? Got a big night planned! Could use an assistant!” I jump into his arms and giggle. “Anything for the amazing Jerome Valeska.” “Oh I’m gonna keep you.” He says and carries me off.

[sadisticallyharley]

Hey guys, I'm SO sorry I just disappeared like that. I have that habit. I don't always have inspiration for writing and sometimes I just like to forget social media all together. But now I'm back, but might not be writing again for a bit still. But anyways, hit me up with how all of you are!!!

[harleyvaleska19]

Yass 💓🔥😍👅💦

[sadisticallyharley]

Guys request stuff ask me stuff literally please I'm so bored out of my mind save ya girl

[j-valxska]

ok but that one scene when jerome’s loading nails into the cannon and he mutters “nailed it” under his breath

i don’t think anyone but him and bruce heard it and yet he still made a pun about it. seems like the kinda guy who’d laugh at his own joke with literally 0 shame

also, that scene was so theatrical and cartoony, i died

[sadisticallyharley]

Circus Freaks, p2

“So. Theo, I was thinking that after that last success, I could ask you a question.” Jerome sat down slyly across the dinner table from Theo Galavan, a strand of his thick ginger hair flipping down across his forehead. He rested his chin in one palm and rested the other forearm on the table in an inquisitive way, his piercing eyes smiling at Mr. Galavan.

“What is it, Jerome? You’re right it was a success.” Theo folded his hands in his lap.

“Is there a room in this,” Jerome gestured widely with his arms, looking around, “that I could commandeer for a while?”

“Sure,” Theo’s eyes narrowed a little bit in confusion, “what for?”

“A circus.”

“What?”

“For Y/N. She misses her training. She wants the circus, so I’m going to get her one.” Jerome’s eyes twinkled briefly with determination, and he flashed that joy-inducing, first prize smile that had gotten him everything he’d wanted, for years. Theo’s eyebrows raised, and he looked out the window in thought.

“I suppose that’s alright, I’ve got some spare rooms on the top floor. If you can have our second best asset back to normal than I’ll do anything. What else will you need?” he asked.

Jerome grinned.

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Later that evening, you were lost in thought while fitfully doing pushups on your bedroom floor when you felt a hand rest on your head. Spooked, you violently snapped out of it and whirling to grab the wrist, shrieking. Jerome stopped the attack swiftly, chuckling at your futile attempt.

“Good evening, gorgeous, what exactly are you trying to do?” he asked you, still amused. Your face remained stoic

“I was trying to make myself tired so I could sleep, Jerome.” Your eyes snapped downwards, annoyed, and you tried to yank your wrist away.

“Hey, karate kid, I’m here to help ya.” He stiffened his grip, reminding you how strong he actually was. At this moment, you realized he was wearing his pajamas.

“Is it that late?”

“12 am, love. It’s a new day!” he spread his hands and smiled cheesily. After waiting for a reaction that didn’t come, his face snapped to a mock concern. “Now, you’d better crawl your little body up into bed, tomorrow’s going to be a looooong day.”

You did not. His eyes barely widened and his grin turned fake and angry.

“What did I say, Y/N?” he rasped at you, growling a little. Okay, time to obey. Any further and you’d regret it.

“To crawl on the bed….” you whined, crawled up onto the mattress that you shared. He seemed satisfied, and only helped you up gently. “Why will it be a long day, J?” you inquired with a sigh. You figured it’ll just be another job. He wagged a finger, climbing up next to you, and then placed his finger over your lips, even though you weren’t making a sound. He did that. It was a power thing, needing to be on top of things even when there wasn’t anything threatening his dominance. You liked it, in your own way, you like his dominance. After all, he’s the boss.

“Ah-ah, not for you to know, Sugar” he smirked, watching the wave of confusion ripple across your face, “but for now, we - “ he suddenly cut off and flopped back, fake snoring. A little spunk returned to you, you narrowed your eyes and leapt onto him, pinning him down. Or, at least, trying to. His eyes grew a little dangerous, and he suddenly jabbed his hands at your sides, tickling you.

“Nooo!” you squealed, “Jerome, stop it, you-”

He was laughing now at your girlish squeaks, but stopped to slide both hands behind your back and lower you down to lay beside him with your head on his chest. You let him, face falling again. He turned a smidge, one arm still wrapped around your shoulders, and reached the other arm out to flick off the light.

“Now just… try to sleep, Y/N.”

“Uh-huh,” you just mumble quietly, and nuzzle into his neck, his chin resting on top of your head as both arms wrapped around you snuggly. It took a little bit of effort to fall asleep. You squirmed every once in awhile, and Jerome would tighten his grip on you and mumble “no no no”, or “shhh-sh-sh” at you. Slowly, your eyes closed and the sleepy drowsy feeling washed over you.

*********

The first thing you were aware of was the heartbeat. Thump thump, thump thump, thump thump. It was steady. You shifted one leg, then aware of the body next to you, and then the blankets in a cocoon around you. You inhaled slowly, narrowly opening your eyes just to shut them again. One hand that was resting on your shoulder blade slid to your side as Jerome pulled away from you a bit to look at your face, smiling.

“Hey, gorgeous.” his voice was a low rasp as he brought you back to him, muttering in your ear now, “sleep well, did ya?”

You nodded and groggily reached up to tug the hair away from it’s grip around your neck, but Jerome got there first, stopping your hand before pulling your hair free and burying his hand in its silky length. Waking up a bit more, you sniffled. Suddenly you remembered what had been mentioned last night about today being a long day. Perked up now, you tried to prop yourself up on one elbow.

“Jerome, why is today going to be a long day?” you tilt your head, and he raises his eyebrows, his eyes dazzling with mischief.

“Because,” he sits up energetically and brushes back a hair from your face, “baby, do I have a surprise for you! Now, stay here and I’ll go get you what you’ll need.”

The freckled ginger hops off the bed and fixes his robe, smiling that grin you’d fallen in love with. “Don’t you worry darling, I won’t be gone long. Now, see, you’ve got to stay right here or it won’t be much fun. Promise, or do I have to tie you down? Because heavens, we wouldn’t want that taking a tangent.”

“I’ll stay,” you managed a groggy smirk, interested now. He winked at you jokingly and quickly made his way out the door.

“You’ll need this apple, that piece of toast, this water, and of course,” Jerome paused and put a hand on his jaw in thought, then began ruffling through your clothing drawers, to your protest.

“Jerome, what are you-”

“AH, yes, this, this, this, ORRRRR this.”

Four of your old circus outfits were tossed in your face, one shiny gold with black diamonds, one white with red hearts, and the others solid black and black and white stripes. Perplexed, you stared at him, and the pile of miscellany in front of you, and back at him. He smiled, gesturing at the things.

“Now, you get yourself all dolled up - not that you aren’t already princess as you are - and meet me outside the door, you’ve got an audience to entertain!” he shuffled from the room, with a final glowing look at you. What? An audience?

[gothamcity-lights]

JEROME VALESKA WILL BE THE FUCKING DEATH OF ME

I WAS LEGIT SCREECHING EVERY TIME I SAW HIM HE’S SO PRECIOUS AND JUST PERFECT LIKE WHAT THE FUCK BRO HE NEEDS TO BE PROTECTED AT ALL COSTS

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[thereaderswishes]

Cult Worship (Jerome X Reader)

The cold air sent chills down your back as you stood on the edge of the Gotham Bridge whispering goodbyes to the world around you. One to your family then your co-workers, boss, and neighbors, you hoped that they would understand why you were doing this. Then again the reason was very abnormal; you looked up at the cloudy night sky and wondered how long you had felt this way. Bored of your life, work a job you hate all day to make money for a run-down apartment only to stare out your window at a town full of crime. Reading the same books about running away to places you knew you would never see, lives you could never actually live, constantly reminding yourself that a life lived following the rules was worth living at all. Where did following rules lead you? A bridge with a prayer that you would be reborn into a better life or at least one where you had the will to act on your sinful impulses that’s where.

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[sadisticallyharley]

THE CHEERLEADER GIRL THE CHEERLEADER GIRL I ALWAYS WANTED THIS. I HAVE DIED. AH

[sadisticallyharley]

Circus Freaks help??!

GUYS IM HAVING AN ISSUE. I have great vision for the story of Circus Freaks and it's adorable, but the thing is that like, I don't know how to write it. And I think trying to was a mistake??? So like hey people, give me feedback, should I keep writing it??

[jobu-2paki]

So what if I’m crazy? The best people are

[deeply-shall0w]

I think jealousy and being protective is sexy as fuck