Silent Treatment (JeromexReader)

Title: Silent Treatment

Author: gotham-imagines02

Pairings: JeromexReader

Prompt: “Could you please write an imagine where you’re one of the cheerleaders on the bus. And when Jerome comes in and freaks everyone out you are just silent and don’t scream at all. He takes interest in you and takes you with him. He tries to get you to speak or scream or make any noise but instead you keep quiet which makes him even more interested.” Requested by Anonymous.

Warnings: swearing, almost death, hostage situation

A/N: Thank you all for following me! Sorry for the delay, I was having technical difficulties. Also, Y/E/N means Your Enemy’s Name.

Love and insanity, ~Hatter 😁🔫


Cheerleaders suck. You hated being on the team, you hated being flyer, and you definitely hated bus trips most of all. What’s that? If you hate being a cheerleader so much why are you on the team? Two words. Your mother. She was star flyer and little miss perfect in high school and now she expects the same from you. Ha! Like that’s gonna happen. Now, you sat alone in the back, waiting for a.) something exciting to happen or b.) your chance to escape. Or both. Both works too. The bus stopped as a truck pulled up in front of it. Four men got out, wearing straight jacket uniforms. You know who they are, you’ve seen them on the news. They’re the Maniax. And out came Jerome, the leader of the group. You leaned forward in your seat and watched him. Out of all the Maniax, he interested you the most. His carefree demeanor, his hair, his eyes, his laugh. You watched in amusement as all of the cheerleaders on the bus started to scream and cry for help as Jerome chained them to their seats. He locked eyes with you and smiled.

“What do we have here?” He crouched down so he was eye level with you. “Everyone else here is screaming and crying and you, my dear, have a smirk on your face. What’s your name, sweetheart?”

Your smirk grew into a smile as you made a zipping motion across your lips.

“Silent treatment, hm?” He stood up. “Okay then.”

He whipped out his gun and pulled the trigger. You felt the wind whistle past your ear as the bullet embedded itself in the seat behind you. You didn’t even flinch. In fact, your smile only grew.

“I like you.” He grabbed your wrist and pulled you up out of your seat. “You’re coming with me sweet cheeks.”

He began to drag you off the bus when someone grabbed your other wrist. Your smile fell as you whipped your head around to find the source. It was Y/E/N, of course. Rather than a little smug smirk like usual, her face was filled with fear.

“Y/N, don’t.”

You ripped your wrists from both hers and Jerome’s grasps.

“I’ve waited a really long time for this.”

Then you punched her square in the face and laughed. Jerome laughed with you.

“Y/N. The perfect name for a feisty girl like you. Come on, Y/N.”

You followed him off the bus. The other cheerleaders pounded against the windows, begging for your help.

You smiled sweetly at Jerome, “Do excuse me for a moment.” He gestured for you to go ahead. You turned towards your fellow cheerleaders.

“You know what? Fuck every single one of you who ever purposely injured me in any way, which is all of you. I hope you all burn in hell.” You turned towards Jerome. “By the way, GCPD is here.”

His smile fell, “Get behind the bus.”

You scoffed, “I am not some prissy princess who sits on the sidelines. Give me your gun and let me show you what I can really do.”

When he hesitated, you simply grabbed the gun out of his hand and began firing at the police with expert skill. Your father taught you how to shoot before he up and left. You got at least three officers in the shoulder before they realized it was probably a good idea to hide. When you finally ran out of bullets, Jerome dragged you onto the truck and yelled, “Light ‘em up!”

As the truck began to speed away everything that just happened finally began to sink in. You watched, with a grin, the chaos before you and listened to the sound of Jerome’s psychotic laugh as you held on to the side of the truck. You were in for a wild ride.


The Criterion Collection announced yesterday that they will be releasing an upgraded edition of Sam Peckinpah’s Straw Dogs on Blu-ray & DVD in coming June.

The DVD edition of this film has been a long-time prized possession of mine, and is one of the Criterion releases that so perfectly embodies the idea of their releases being a ‘film school in a box’. Many (All? I haven’t compared them yet.) of those supplements that made the original release will return for this release, but this post isn’t really about that. This is about the artwork.

This new artwork (right) just doesn’t quite hit the way the original release did. Most of the reason why, is the fact that we now have an artist’s rendition of an absolutely harrowing photograph of Hoffman rather than the photo itself. I still quite like the painting on the new one, and most of my problem with it is in its presentation. The white border and title/credit treatment of the original is so bold and simple that seeing those same names squeezed into the bottom of the new artwork just doesn’t feel right.

But still, this is a release so important that they could’ve had a five-year-old finger paint Hoffman and it would still be a must-buy… so I guess I shouldn’t complain, since they at least kept the spirit of the original alive in this updated art.


Caleb repeated the name Sybil a LOT in a single scene in this episode. It’s a direct reference to the book titled “Sybil” about the treatment of a woman with dissociative identity disorder by her psychoanalyst. Sybil had 16 different personalities (from Wikipedia): 

“Described personalities

The book begins with a list of Sybil’s “alters”, together with the year in which each appeared to have dissociated from the central personality. The names of these selves were also changed to ensure privacy.

  • Sybil Isabel Dorsett (1923), the main personality
  • Victoria Antoinette Scharleau (1926), nicknamed Vicky, self-assured and sophisticated young French girl
  • Peggy Lou Baldwin (1926), assertive, enthusiastic, and often angry
  • Peggy Ann Baldwin (1926), a counterpart of Peggy Lou but more fearful than angry
  • Mary Lucinda Saunders Dorsett (1933), a thoughtful, contemplative, and maternal homebody
  • Marcia Lynn Dorsett (1927), an extremely emotional writer and painter
  • Vanessa Gail Dorsett (1935), intensely dramatic is the musical one of them and fun loving.
  • Mike Dorsett (1928), one of Sybil’s two male selves, a builder and a carpenter
  • Sid Dorsett (1928), the second of Sybil’s two male selves, a carpenter and a general handyman. Sid took his name from Sybil’s initials (Sybil Isabelle Dorsett)
  • Nancy Lou Ann Baldwin (date undetermined), interested in politics as fulfillment of Biblical prophecy and intensely afraid of Roman Catholics
  • Sybil Ann Dorsett (1928), listless to the point of neurasthenia
  • Ruthie Dorsett (date undetermined), a baby and one of the less developed selves
  • Clara Dorsett (date undetermined), intensely religious and highly critical of Sybil
  • Helen Dorsett (1929), intensely afraid but determined to achieve fulfillment
  • Marjorie Dorsett (1928), serene, vivacious, and quick to laugh
  • The Blonde (1946), a nameless perpetual teenager with an optimistic outlook

The book’s narrative describes Sybil’s selves gradually becoming co-conscious, able to communicate and share responsibilities, and having musical compositions and art published under their various names. Wilbur attempts to integrate Sybil’s various selves, first convincing them via hypnosis that they are all the same age, then encouraging them to merge. At the book’s end, a new, optimistic self called “The Blonde” emerges, preceding Sybil’s final integration into a single, whole individual with full knowledge of her past and present life.”

SO many of these personalities are similar with traits we’ve seen of A over the years. There are also a lot of traits and interests listed that are similar to the Liar’s traits and interests. For example, Marcia Lynn Dorsett an emotional writer and painter, similar to Aria, or Sid Dorsett/Mike Dorsett (Sybil’s male personalities) who are both carpenters, builders and general handymen much like Toby. Not casting any particular suspicion on these two characters, these are just two examples. There’s also a personality called “The Blonde” who is described as “a nameless perpetual teenager” this could represent the third blonde who was buried and misidentified by the police as “Ali”. So far this individual is nameless and a “perpetual teenager” because their life ended while they were a teen keeping them suspended in their teenage years. 

Perhaps Dr. Rollins represents the psychoanalyst and this reference is directed towards Charlotte, however I doubt it. 

Either way, there is DEFINITELY a MAJOR connection to this book and the show. Make of it what you will :) 


what are days for? to put between the endless nights?: earth, photographed by nasa’s terra & aqua satellites, 26th november 2015.

what do you remember about this day? will you remember about it in a week? a month? a year?

maybe today will just be the day i shaved my legs because i was going out dancing the next night. if i get the job, maybe it’ll be the day i heard i was getting an interview i didn’t expect. i think probably i’ll remember it as the day a friend took the time to ask what was going on with me and try to help.

if there’s anything you’d like to say about today, my ask box is always open.

image credit: nasa/modis. selection & treatment: ageofdestruction. title: laurie anderson.

and by the way, here’s my theory of punctuation:
instead of a period at the end of each sentence 
there should be a tiny clock
that shows you how long it took you
to write that sentence.

I’m a self taught Writer-Director

Back when I was first starting out, I wanted to get some notes on a treatment I had written for a feature film. I sent it to two guys I worked with who had made a couple of short films. These were men who described themselves as “progressive.” I was expecting constructive feedback.

I took a meeting with them and they both laughed at me, made fun of my treatment and told me I had no business directing films. That I should give up before I further embarrass myself among the “big boys.” One of them then stole the (very unusual) title of my treatment and used it as the title of his first feature. (Karma: That film bombed in the worst possible way: no one saw it, critics lambasted it as painfully boring, it did not get any real distribution and he hasn’t been able to get another film made since. The other guy has no film career at all.)

These two shitheads ridiculed me, stole from me, told me I should give up and continued to attempt to undermine me at every turn.

I ignored them and went on to direct films anyway.

Making a Fan Film

I am not a trained industry film professional, but I am a writer who scripted a short “fan video” for a convention. My husband is a video editor, was excited by the script and agreed to help put the film together. This would be the first time we’ve ever worked together on a ground-up creative project. We shot original photography, and I took on the task of collecting additional photos to flesh out the content. I found music tracks, title treatments, did the narration audio, and created a logo by myself. All fun! Having a great time!

And then we got to assembly. He refused to review the raw material together (”Just let me do this”). He “forgets” about the script that he said he loved, and doesn’t follow it. He listens to nothing that I say, or does the exact opposite. When I question what he’s doing or criticize it, I’m failing to be “grateful for all that hard work he just did” ignoring my requests and doing whatever he feels like doing. And all of this is done while he tells me that he’s a great collaborator, working with people and taking criticism all day and never has problems, so obviously any issue I’m having here is my own. Take a guess as to the gender of the vast majority of his coworkers.

At this point, I feel completely defeated. He and I have both read things on your Tumblr and been appalled, yet here it is happening in my own home, from a person who says he respects me and my ideas but is doing everything he can to override them. I might as well be a nodding bobblehead that occasionally chirps a compliment.

Upside? I am going to learn how to use Premiere. I will never again let my ideas be beholden to someone who can’t respect them when I can realize them myself.


Check out an early teaser for the original Tomb Raider from Core Design.

Footage preserved by Planet Lara. Music from Nathan McCree’s original Tomb Raider soundtrack added by Crystal Dynamics.


On the matter of my paper. As many of you might have noticed, I am writing a paper about TMI. It’s the final one for my major in german literature (I’m working with the translated publication of the TMI books therefore).

The official title is so far ‘Treatment of Homosexuality in current YA-Fantasy’ and I took Alec here as the major example because TMI is very popular due to Malec among other reasons and often seen as kind of a breakthrough and CC gets a lot of praise for adding non-straight characters among the main group of protagonists. (My official deadline is August 25th, but I very much hope that I finish this earlier.)

Now, I have heard from a few people that they would be interested in reading it, but I just wanted to ask officially because I think that it would interesting for some more people, also taken into consideration that it’s still a conflict within the fandom and when it comes to CC. 

The paper is about 30 pages long and in german, so I’d have to probably cut it down and translate it or I only post my conclusion, I’d also have to look into the legal part of the matter. 

I just think it could also be important to share, like I already do with my final paper-posts. But this would be a scientific approach, completely concentrated on the text and not taking CC as a person into the equation. Oh, and it is kind of anti-Simon, but in an objective, hopefully not hateful-way. And anti-Jace, but I think that’s a given.

So, yeah, just let me know, if you’d be interested. :-)