I managed to capture the exact moment Jason loses all hope at the asylum the last time I played Arkham Knight. This is just after Joker shows him the picture of Bruce and Tim, a bit after Jason says that pitiful “no.” Before this, you could see a lot more emotion expressed on his face – anger, sadness. Now his face is blank, overwhelmed by sadness and anger and disappointment and fear. Because this is the exact point that he realizes that nobody’s coming to save him.
If you look closely, you can see tears welling up in his eyes.
can I call you Dare? I feel as if my hosting skills are below my usual standards so to make up for having you wait outside, I want to take you
to a nice spot in the city. But first I
need to shower and get changed.
Adair: I thought we-
worry Dare, we’ll have plenty of time to discuss the machine while we’re out. (Ashlon says as he walks away).
Adair sighs. F&*#*ng shit sticks. He’d driven straight from Hylewood. Hadn’t even gone to the house he
was supposed to stay at. He was tired and just wanted to discuss the job and
get started so he could get back home to Sabi and Tyler. He’d tried to convince
Sabeena to let him bring Tyler but she was having none of it. As far as he was concerned it’s never too early to start one on one male bonding time with his son. As he sips his martini he looks around the room.
When Ashlon returns he’s dressed to go out. Adair feels under-dressed and tells him so but is assured he’s dressed just fine for where they’re going. They both finish their drinks before heading out.
Did I mention last night, while playing Arkham Aslyum, Crane kept killing me so in a fit of rage I yelled, “Fuck you skinny ass Jonathan!!”
My mom over heard me obviously and told me, “Be nice to Jonathan.”
While in Arkham, Harley wanted to keep her status as a doctor and had a deal with the guards that they would bring her medical textbooks and help her publish medical journals on the condition that she would behave. Despite breaking out numerous times, the new guards were always gullible enough to believe the deal would last.
From time to time The Joker likes to
light up a Batsy signal and bless Gotham’s vigilante with random handwritten messages.
Bruce Wayne keeps them all, hoping that one of these days he’ll find something
useful that will get Mister J busted for good. So far, no luck: even if the
papers have fingerprints all over, there is never a match.
Here is the latest letter Batsy just
found on top of the tallest building in Gotham:
NOTE TO BATSY
- I really wanna show you my kid; I
have to admit me and Y/N made a very cute baby thanks to my awesome genes and
her beauty. Maybe afterwards we can go for a drink. Wait, she’ll kill me if I
go drinking and take the baby (don’t read this part, nobody can kill me). But
anyway, if we end up going with the kid, don’t be a snitch and tell on me T___T
Wow, what an entitled prick! Bruce thinks, continuing to read. I am not a snitch!
- My Queen has a complaint: when she
busted me out of Arkham last week, she noticed that the new straitjacket is a darker
gray than the old one. Y/N said it doesn’t go well with my blue eyes, but the
previous model did. I’m pretty sure I’ll end up there again so can you tell
those guys to switch back to what they use to have? I don’t want my girl upset
over such a trivial thing. She absolutely hates it when an outfit doesn’t match
- I think I “accidentally” (Ha!Ha!Ha!)
blew up your Batmobile today. I have a new grenade launcher I wanted to test,
saw your car and Kaboom! But I think nothing happened to it; seemed alright
afterwards except the two cracked windows, one flat tire and a bunch of scratches.
So if you were wondering who did that, it was me. Were you inside? If you were,
that was pretty cool, huh? You’re welcome.
That insane lunatic, it was him! Batsy huffs, annoyed. He had his suspicions.
- We have Commissar Gordon. I really
wanted to kill him but Y/N likes him for some reason. Hold on…We had Commissar Gordon, my Kitten set
him free like…5 minutes ago, she just told me. My God, do you ever have
problems with your woman?! My Queen does what she pleases and she gets on my
nerves sometimes. Any advice? Don’t read that, I don’t need advice from you.
Can you be more careful when you chase us? Two nights ago we had a date
and you almost ruined it. I had to take a sharp turn on 84th and Glisson
St., she clenched to my arm so hard she broke a nail. A NAIL! My Doll hates breaking nails! I had to hear about it since.
Can you be more considerate?! Pay attention to what you’re doing, man! If this
happens again I will send my Pumpkin to you and see how you like to hear about
it 24/7. Yes, this is a threat.
I don’t think you want to deal with her,
she’s a tough little cookie. OMG, I love cookies and we just run out of the
dark chocolate chip ones. If we meet for that drink so you can see the baby,
can you bring me some? All my henchmen are away with business -see? I keep you
busy, you’re welcome – and I am too important to go get that myself. And I can’t
send my Princess; if she breaks another nail I’m screwed.
What the hell is he ranting about?! Bruce squints his eyes because he already forgot what
the paragraph was about. He reads the last part again and sighs: Definitely needs some strong medications…
- Y/N wants to have at least 3 more
kids. AT LEAST THREE!!! Aren’t you happy
there will be more like me around? I think it’s awesome - you’re welcome. I am
tired from being a dad but I manage, I’m not The Joker for nothing.
- Oh, this is my request: next time I
end up in Arkham I want to be in a glass cell. Why the hell did they put me
behind brick walls last time?! How is everyone supposed to enjoy my handsomeness
and breathtaking personality if they don’t see or hear me?! I bet the ladies
were upset. Don’t tell my Queen though; she gets really jealous when other
girls look my way. But how could I help it? I am just God’s gift to humanity –
you’re welcome again by the way.
- I have to cut it short now, the
baby’s crying and I am on dad duty at the penthouse because Y/N is breaking
into Gotham Bank to steal some diamonds she wants badly. By the time you read
this it should all be done with. Let me know when you wanna see my kid.
Another memorable note, Batsy concludes, folding the paper and placing it inside his
belt. But I kind of want to see the baby…
Fic Summary: With unfinished business hanging over your head, being locked up in Arkham is holding you back. However, you have your eye on a certain red-haired maniac, who may be just the person to help you escape and realize your true potential. Fic Song. Fic Playlist. Fic Masterpost.
Fic Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jerome Valeska/Female Reader
Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Explicit Sexual Content, for a complete list of warnings, visit AO3.
A/N: Since the teaser is doing so well and I’m a couple chapters ahead I thought I’d post part 1. There are a lot of warnings, so I would suggest popping over to AO3 to check them out. Since this is still a work in progress, I will update the tags as needed. What’s listed now is stuff that I know for a fact will happen in the story. Enjoy!