Summary: Imagine that you are sent to Arkham Asylum after killing your father since he was an alcoholic drunk, abusing for for no heck of a reason and him using you as his use of entertainment. It was then you meet him, the one and only Jerome Valeska himself. But will things go smooth or a total chaos with 2 Manics In Love…
Pairing: Jerome Valseka and Reader
Warning: Swearing, mentions of murder, blood, rape, alcohol, torture and stuff like that. If don’t like then don’t read. Read at your own risk.
Season: Season 2
Useful tips: F/L = favourite length (for your dress), F/S = favourite shoes, F/C = favourite colour, H/L = hair length, H/C = hair colour, F/B/M= favourite book or mag, E/C= eye colour, Y/N= your name, Y/LN= your last name
You are the newest rookie in Arkham Asylum. You’re the only girl since you haven’t found any yet or met any. You wear an F/L dress that was black and white stripes on it, F/S that were F/C that was reflecting off the dimmed lights in the cold old room. Your H/L H/C hair was down as you walked your hair would bounce up and then down.
You had an expression on your S/C face that you were defiantly not in the mood for anyone’s shit today.
You sat in a wooden chair away from everyone in the cafeteria. You decided to read your favourite book/magazine F/B/M. Once you were starting to read the juicy bit you swore that you could feel someones eyes burning straight at you.
You were starting to get irritated by the feeling and you looked up from F/B/M to see whoever the bloody hell eyes it staring at you. Your E/C eyes scattered across the room full of insane people that was all different shapes, colours and sizes.
Until… your eyes caught the person.
He has red flaming hair that was combed back neatly only leaving a few hair strains in his face. His flaming blue eyes were staring right into your own. It felt like he was looking right through you with the gaze you’re getting from him. He had this little smirk on his pale face that drove you crazy, yet you already were. He wore a white shirt underneath his black and white button up shirt with the same colour/color pants.
He looked… attractive and he look around about your age.
You give him a death stare back and went back to your book/magazine. But what you didn’t know was, he got up and started to skip his way to your direction. He slid on the metal smooth bench and crossed one of his legs as a wide grin appeared on his lips.
“What’s a gorgeous girl like you doing in a place like this?” He asked you curiously, as you looked up at him. You’ve seen him on the Gotham news but never learnt his name.
You have decided to save the page you were currently reading and placed your F/B/M book/magazine on the table next to you so you don’t get distracted again and you looked into his eyes and smirked.
“Not from mummy issues, like you… I know that.” You smirked as his eyes widen. But then a small laugh came from him. He grins at you while you rolled your eyes.
”No… not because from mummy issues… but maybe daddy issues… huh gorgeous?” He whispered the last part in your ear as his voice gave you shivers down your spine and butterflies in your stomach because of how close he was to you. He smirked as you were shocked and surprised. How did he know? “No comeback huh doll. Well I may as well introduce myself… hello gorgeous, I’m Jerome Valeska… and obviously you know my story but sadly… I can’t remember yours… mind reminding me doll?” He asked you as you gave him a curious look.
”Fine… my name is Y/N Y/LN and you wanna know why I’m here? Well I guess it started when my mother left me behind with my alcoholic somewhat of a father. I was around five and daddy would abuse me with a beer bottle, he would normally bring home some sex partners home and I hid in the closet crying to myself asleep every night. And when there really drunk, daddy and some of his sex partners would abuse me by anything that they could find. But a few weeks ago he decided to toy with me. Ha! Big mistake daddy. I snapped, I found a kitchen knife and when daddy was asleep I tied his ass to a chair. He tried to escape but couldn’t. I slowly ripped his flesh opened as he screamed and begged for mercy. But I was having so much fun. My fun ended quickly in about a week as Jim found out that I murdered daddy and I was sent here.” You grinned as he laughed madly.
“Well gorgeous… you and me have something in common. And I love your style… Maybe when we get out of here we should team up and do some killing and torture huh, gorgeous?” He asked as a wide smile appeared on his face. You smiled too thinking about his offer.
“Sure Valseka… just two manics go on a killing spree.” You smiled as you thought about when you two get out and kill for fun. It would be a blast. A wide smile appeared on your face as you looked over towards Jerome. He had a wide smile as laughter came out.
You saw him coming closer towards you as you didn’t care. You felt his lips brushed against your own. You instantly kissed him back as you couldn’t care in the world. The kiss ended as you felt his forehead against your own.
“Not just two manics… but just two manics in love.” He whispers against your ear as you felt butterflies in your stomach.
And hopefully one day you will get to go on an killing spree with Jerome.
(A:N hey guys so this is an Imagine for any Jerome Valseka’s lovers out there. I’m sorry if he wasn’t in character, sorry for any spelling mistakes and grammar, sorry if this sucked since this is my first imagine).
Oh , thank you very much, ! By the way , are you planning to do second part for the "The Clerk and the Boss" it will be awesome:)
Very good idea ! I just wrote it, but the end is like… not good at all ! xD Sorry about it ^^’
Sequel to The Clerk and the Boss : Breath and Keep calm !
How are you supposed to get prepared for a
dinner with your boss?! Was the
question I was wondering non-stop in my head all day long while panicking like
crazy. I was so out of it since the conversation at the cafeteria-gym that I
actually ignored most of the people that were talking to me – because I didn’t
even realized I was talked to in the first place. Oh, and I just turned in a
clumsy employee bumping into everything and that was beginning to be painful.
What on earth was going on?! I was basically lost,
and confused, and my mind was threatening me to explode at any moment soon. I
was just a plain clerk for god sake! I didn’t even know where he was intending
to invite me to diner and… Oh my god, a diner.
“Okay Y/N. Breathe
deeply and calm down. You can do it!” I mumbled, hopeful. “It’s only diner
after all. Just pretend he is not your boss owning half the town and… Right! Just
Lex! Just a friend! No boss after time work. Alright.”
By the time
I realized it, it was past six and my day had been totally wasted. I hadn’t
done anything useful today, just messed up with paperwork and earned blue mark
where I hit myself. It wasn’t my style, but for now I just gave up and decided
to go home for apparently I was supposed to prepare myself to go out for diner.
leaving early today, Y/N.” Noted Gary, surprised. “Everything’s alright?”
just feel like I’m not doing a great work today, and don’t want to mess up
anything else.” I laughed nervously.
happen sometime. Rest well and tomorrow will be another day!” He cheered me
Gary. I’ll try to do that.” I smiled, then opened my umbrella and left in the
Walking under the downfall helped me clear my
mind and before long I was playing at dodging the puddle while searching in my
mind my outfit for the evening. That was concrete, occupying me enough to keep
me from going crazy. I took my bus, and walked home at seven o’clock with a
very precise idea of what to do. First of all, I said hi to the cat, Y/F/D (favourite
dessert) and feed him after hanging my coat in the kitchen to let it dry. Then
I took a hot shower, taking my time to wash my y/h/c hair. Then I dried myself
and put on some body cream at y/f/p (favourite perfume).
Not knowing what to expect, I decided that I
would just be myself and therefor choose my favourite dress with an artistic pattern
of y/f/f (favourite flowers), with shoes of the matching colours.
as ready as you can be.” I said. “Don’t judge me, Y/F/D !”
Ignoring me, the cat mocked me with a meow
and then left for the bedroom, leaving me alone for the next fifteen minute.
Well, if he was on time. Maybe he would be late. Or won’t come. Maybe it was
just a joke and I misunderstood? My heart started to beat too fast and I
panicked again. I didn’t even knew if I wanted him to ever arrive. Why was I
going diner with Lex? Not out of the fear that he would fire me if I declined.
He didn’t let me much of time to say anything, but if I didn’t want to go, no
one could force me.
So why? I liked indeed that coffee break we
were taking together and the chit chat following, and Lex was nice and all.
Well, he was more than just nice. Handsome would be more accurate. And the only
reasons why I wasn’t day dreaming about him was because he was my boss, and
because I thought that no one would ever see me as a possible girlfriend. I
mean, I wasn’t that interesting, the only thing not random about me were my colourful
outfit, and my ability to be nice and remember every face. But I didn’t have
any close friends, just acquaintance that found me funny. No one ever really
tried to see who I was below the surface.
That was actually pretty lonely.
Maybe I wanted to break that loneliness, and
found a real friend that would actually know me?
I didn’t have the time to think more deeply
about it because the doorbell rang. My hands were shaking but I opened the door
I said awkwardly.
Lex had a satisfied smirk, apparently
doubting that I would be ready – probably thinking that I would decline at the
Y/N. That dress suits you.” He said.
I noticed he was still wearing the same
clothes but well, he was busy at works so that was understandable. And he didn’t
have to walk home under the pouring rain either.
enough, the flowers on my dress don’t drink water, so I had to change.” I justified
myself, calming down.
Right, there wasn’t anything to freak about.
It was just like coffee break but with diner instead! Lex chuckled, and I
thought that he seemed less stressed out than at work. Obviously, that remark was unnecessary!. Of course he’s less
stressed than at work! Idiot.
complain ‘bout that. I think than from all I’ve seen you with, that one is my
favourite.” Lex said with a cocky smile.
He was looking curiously at my apartment and
this was making me embarrassed. I blushed and changed the subject:
what’s the program?”
ask! If you have all you need, we’ll be taking the car. It’s parked just in
front of the building.”
I took my bag and a coat and scarf, and shut
the light before locking the front door and following him downstairs. The car looked more like a limousine for me
but I keep that though for me and sat at the front, next to the driver place
for it was obvious that Lex was driving.
are we going?” I asked.
obviously I’m driving you to a dark alley where I’ll murder you without
witness.” He replied.
always a dark alley? Why not a colourful garden for a change? It’s so cliché!”
know my classic dear!”
I finally completely relaxed as we kept
joking until we reached the bay. He parked the car and we walked under the same
umbrella to a little restaurant facing the water. It was an Italian trattoria,
and the atmosphere was very warm and also intimate. We sat at a table by the
window, and the waiter gave us the menu. I ordered y/f/i/f, and we kept
chatting happily, about his tour of the state for the promotion of the company,
the way of playing basket of some employee or even Italian art. At some point,
I started to tell him about my childhood and my mother, and found that very comforting.
Lex was listening carefully, and that was probably the first time that someone
actually listened to my story. When I told him about her death, my voice broke
and he took my hand softly.
to give up on someone. I mean, my father is dead, but I can still feel his
presence everywhere, his judgment on every of my action…”
Something in his tone, a gleam in his eyes
made me realized that we were more close than I though.
hardest is to accept the fact that you weren’t important, without reason or
justification. To understand that it wasn’t your fault but theirs if they
couldn’t feel love, nor care… A child isn’t responsible for the cruelty of the
adults, but he is always the one who suffer the most…”
There was a silent, and Lex looked troubled,
and somehow touch by those words. But then he just awkwardly joked it off:
brought you here for a free psychoanalysis you know! Give me a taste of your meal!”
And so the solemn moment was closed, but that
night a deep bond was created between us, for you were sharing the same hidden
scars and pain.