May 15, 2018
Just a reminder that Jerome craddling Jim's head, is canon
This happened. Just in case y'all forgot
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Just a reminder that Jerome craddling Jim's head, is canon
This happened. Just in case y'all forgot
Bye
I just realized that Gorleska is probably gonna burn out, because there won't be any more Jim x Jerome interaction from here on out, and now I'm emo. All I can do is hope Jimiah gains half the following Gorleska did. RIP.
I have a really good idea for a Jimiah fic that takes place during the fight between Jim and Jeremiah in the interrogation room from the clip we saw of 4x22
but I can't start till I watch the episode, so I can get a feel of their conversation. So now I'm just sitting on it and my fingers are itching. It's gonna be a long 30 hours...
[This Jimiah (Jim x Jeremiah) fic was actually getting a good amount of reads, so I had to update and let Jim get his revenge. Rough hate sex, against a brick wall, ahead] Chapter Summary: Jim sneaks out of the precinct to seek revenge on Jeremiah for his public humiliation. He and Jeremiah are shocked to find out how.
[Got that Jimiah (Jim x Jeremiah) fic done. Wrote some smut in this one. Enjoy this alternate jail scene between Jim and Jeremiah from tonight's episode.] Sample: Jim's hand reaches out, pressing into the kid's breast pocket, pushing Jeremiah off him. Suddenly a hissing noise fills the room followed by Jeremiah's loud cackling, and before Jim knows what's happening, green smoke hits him in the face, stinging his nose and throat. The detective coughs and rubs his eyes frantically. The damn kid booby trapped himself. Jim feels dizzy and weak. His head becomes cloudy as he loses his balance, falling down to his knees, onto the cold, hard floor. It sends a sting to his kneecaps and he topples over, face down onto the tile, barely able to roll himself over onto his back. "Oh, detective Gordon." Jeremiah tsks, pulling his gloves off of his long fingers. "Barricading the door from the inside is about to backfire on you." He croons, crouching down next to an inebriated Jim. "You underestimated me."
Welp, Jimbo is gonna whoop Jeremiah's ass, and my trash self is already shipping it. Jimiah, here we come
For some reason I felt the need to write a cute little fic where Jeremiah awkwardly flirts with Jimbo. Idk why I'm like this.