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The Sister of the Penguin (2)

Jerome Valeska x Reader

PART ONE: https://riddlersriddlet.tumblr.com/post/174123328311/imagine-being-oswalds-younger-sister-and

The events are slightly out of order but nonetheless, this is fanfiction. The plot manipulation makes sense I promise:)

Plot: Oswald, your brother, reveals to you why he’s so adamant about allowing you and Jerome to work together. Reluctantly agreeing to your brother’s plan, you go to your room to turn in for the night. However, a certain ginger is already in your room waiting for you. 

To say you were even remotely looking forward to working with Jerome on his terrible plan would be the overstatement of the century. If it hadn’t been Oswald’s continuous begging, you surely would’ve denied Jerome’s request and fled to the Narrows until the event blew over.

“This could put us back on the map Y/N!” Oswald had told you in a much too excited tone. “Imagine the money.”

You sighed embarrassed, though not at all shocked, by your brother’s greed. “Imagine the lives lost Os. I don’t trust Jerome as far as I could throw him.”

Oswald shushed you, frantically waving his hands around. “Quiet down, he could hear you.”

You hadn’t realized you’d raised your voice nor had you realized Jerome was staying in your mansion.

“You mean he’s here?” You questioned quietly, heeding your brother’s warning to lower your voice.

“In the guest room down the hall from yours. Now that Zsasz is gone, I need someone strong to watch over Jerome.”

“You really think I’m capable?” You asked with a laugh.

“Truthfully no,” You rolled your eyes at Oswald’s bluntness. “But I noticed the way Jerome was looking at you.”

Realization hit you like a truck. Oswald was a master manipulator, perhaps even on the level of the psychopath Jerome. “So that’s why you made me wear that black dress. You wanted to draw his attention to me.”

“Precisely.”

“So you basically opted to pimp out your sister for the chance at regaining influence?” You asked your brother, arms crossed over your chest and an angry look on your face.

“I’m not pimping you out Y/N,” Oswald began, angered so much so that he jerked forwards causing the hair on the top of his head to move. “Surely you trust me?”

“I don’t know why you’re the one getting upset. Os you know I’ve never had any luck with guys, or even girls for that matter.”

“Y/N, I think you’re just afraid.”

Your brother’s words were like a harpoon to the heart. You really were afraid. Oswald had always been able to read you extremely well and it was no wonder he knew exactly why you were so hesitant to team up with the murderous carrot top.

You sighed signaling to Oswald that he was right. Your brother dropped the topic, not wanting to press you any harder.

“Just know that if I thought there was even a slim chance that you’d get killed, I wouldn’t let you go through with it. Before Mom died I-“ You reached a hand out to comfort your brother. “I made a promise to protect you. You are the signal most important person in my life.”

Oswald’s words let you know that he was afraid too, maybe not as much as you were, but your older brother definitely had his concerns.

“Let me use the old silver revolver tomorrow and we’ll be even.” You joked. Oswald smiled.

“Of course,” your brother replied. “Now get some sleep if you can. You and Jerome have a big day tomorrow.”

With one last hug, you turned towards the staircase and ascended up to the second floor. You stopped abruptly in front of the door to your bedroom. An unexplainable itch spread over your chest, penetrating you to your core. There was something off, something not right.

There was someone in your room.

Grabbing the knife you always kept in the holster strapped to your thigh, you slowly twisted the ornate doorknob before abruptly swinging the heavy wooden door open.

Were your eyes deceiving you or was Jerome Valeska really perched upon your bed, curled up in your emerald duvet looking through old Cobblepot family albums?

“Those are private.” You said closing the door with your foot. You gently slid the knife back into its holster.

“Not anymore.” Jerome cackled, not even looking up from the picture he was currently staring at.

You rolled your eyes and removed your heels before tossing them into the corner of your room. (You had been tempted to throw one at the ginger’s head.)

“What are you staring at so hard?” You questioned Jerome. You stalked towards him, removing your jewelry as you did so.

“A picture of you, doll.”

Jerome’s comment caught you off guard. You shifted your gaze down towards the album in the red-head’s lap. Sure enough, he was staring at a photo of you. An old photo, dating back to your first day of school.

“What’s so enrapturing about five year old me?” You questioned with a laugh. Then the thought hit you. Could Jerome really be manipulating you? Was he truly interested in family photos (photos of you for that matter) or did he simply want to get on Oswald’s good side through you?

No matter, two could play at this game.

“Do you mind, Jerome?” You asked the psycho ginger before turning around and pulling your hair to the side in order to expose the zipper that ran down the back of your dress.

In a brief moment, Jerome crept on icy hand up from the small of your back to the zipper. Gently tugging down slowly exposing your smooth back, Jerome’s hands lingered for longer than necessary just above your rear. He stealthily crept his hands back up to your shoulders before sliding the dress down your arms. You stopped the satin dress from falling to quickly though, allowing Jerome just a small, teasing glance of your chest.

“I’ve got to get ready for bed,” You began as you walked over to your armoire picking out a red silk nightgown. Jerome hadn’t moved from his place on your bed nor had his eyes unanchored themselves from your frame. “That was your cue to leave.”

With a smirk, Jerome moved off your bed and out of your room; though not before standing under the threshold sending you a cartoonish bow.

That night you didn’t get much sleep. Your mind had no way of ceasing to relish in the feeling of Jerome’s hands on your exposed skin when he had unzipped your dress.

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New Series

Gotham! Bruce Wayne x Reader (Season 4-5)

Y/N never thought she was extraordinary…except, when she could sneak out of her father’s Gotham City apartment at night and become the fabled Night Terror. Beneath a mask of leather, the young woman defends her small sector of Gotham from the savages hidden in the shadows.

Besides her nightly vigilance, she feels stuck. Night Terror and her monthly teas with her father’s old army buddy, Alfred, are the only thing that’s keeping her going (especially when the charming billionaire Bruce Wayne happens to be there). That is until she runs into another masked vigilante keen on ridding Gotham of Penguin’s legalized crime.

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Dangerously In Love | Part 6

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pairing: yandere!jungkook x reader, kim taehyung x reader

word count: 3K

warnings: none

a/n: it’s an angsty one y'all omg

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World Of Greed [Yandere! Mafia! Jungkook] [Reader-Insert]

Warning: As this story contains yandere themes, the characters display behaviors that can be triggering or uncomfortable to read. Read at your own risk. This work is purely fiction. I do not believe any of the mentioned members would display any sort of this behaviour irl.

Word Count: 3.8K

In the hours when passion was burning hot, and breaths were stolen in the most pleasantly suffocating way, the atmosphere of the night had been feverish. Now, it had shifted into an atmosphere where comfort and love shared between two people, annihilated any chances of insecurities or doubts. The hands that had caressed, felt, and massaged your body to elicit the perfect pleasure, now held you close tightly. The hold on you was protective, as if you were the most precious treasure in this world. The kisses that were messy, hungry, and deep not too long ago, were now slow and gentle with a hint of slight exhaustion in them.

As if you were two bodies who shared the same mind, both you and Jungkook sighed in content as he pulled away. Jungkook gazed at you with raw emotions of love glossed in his irises, and the intensity of it caused your cheeks to redden. You felt flustered, and embarrassed all of a sudden. For this reason, you  lightly pushed his face to the side so he would not be staring at you.

“You’re so embarrassing,” You squeaked, and Jungkook snorted. He grabbed your wrists off his face, and then pulled you closer. He guided your arms to hang loosely around his waist, before he grabbed your face in between his hands, and started to squeeze your cheeks softly.

“We are literally naked right now and we just finished having sex. You were shameless then, and now my staring makes you feel ‘embarrassed’?”  Jungkook asked, and he poked you in the stomach. This caused you to let out an ugly sound that was a mixture of a laugh and yelp of pain.

“Stop it! Don’t do that! You know I’m sensitive,”  You cried, and that did nothing to stop him. It only encouraged him because Jungkook began to poke you gently on the ticklish parts of your body. You tried to grab his wrists in an attempt to stop him. Albeit, your efforts were useless.

Jungkook’s lips formed into a wide smile as he watched you struggle in vain. However, eventually, he stopped when there were literal tears forming at the corner of your eyes, and you were clutching your sides, and groaning in pain.

As you gasped to finally catch your breath, Jungkook patted your head.

“There, there child,” Jungkook mocked. Your eyebrow twitched, and you shoved his hand away.

“I’m not a kid,” You snapped, and a shit-eating grin appeared on Jungkook’s face.

“You call me daddy though–”

“I swear on my family’s name Jungkook if you don’t shut up I’m going to murder you,” You hissed, as your face had nothing but red embarrassment written on it.

“Awe but–” Jungkook began, however he was cut off when your phone started to ring loudly. You glanced over to the bedside table beside you. Your eyes widened when you saw the name of the person who was calling you.

You inwardly winced as you swiped to answer it.

You had one of your hands over Jungkook’s lips to prevent him from speaking, and with the other, you  held your phone shakily. You breathed out deeply in a last minute attempt to calm your beating heart, before you brought your phone to your ear.

“Hello Yoongi,” You greeted, and your eyes swept over to Jungkook, whom’s eyes widened at the words you spoke. Instantly, you averted your eyes away from him. You cringed when you felt Jungkook glaring at you harshly. You knew you were going to be in big trouble with Jungkook afterwards.

“[Name], where are you?” Yoongi asked coldly, from the other side of the phone. Your volume without your phone being on speaker was loud enough that Jungkook was able to hear what Yoongi was saying clearly. And you knew that with each passing moment, you were digging your own grave deeper.

“I’m with a friend,” You lied quickly.

“What friend?” Yoongi enquired, and the suspicions etched in his voice was more than evident.

“A friend… Y-You don’t know– don’t know her. She’s a new friend,” You stammered, and after doing so, you bit your lip in nervousness.

“Get rid off her. You know we mafioso don’t anything new or friends. We stick to our family. Send me pictures of the dead body once you’re done so I know you aren’t lying. I want to see fresh blood [Name], not dried,” Yoongi ordered, before he hung up.

The sound of the hang up beep echoed in the silence of the room for a bit as you removed your hand from Jungkook’s mouth. You did not acknowledge him, or even spare him a glance, because you fell back lifelessly.  Your worry over Yoongi’s request started to overwhelm you.

“What am I going to do? Yoongi is going to kill me if I don’t kill someone,” You murmured, and groaned.

Jungkook pressed his lips together and watched you breakdown silently. Then, like a hush whistle of the wind, he spoke.

“One of my men probably killed a girl or someone tonight. I can order them to take pictures and send them to me, and then give them to you,” He offered, despite the traces of anger in his voice. You froze, before you whipped your head towards him. Your eyes widened, and a bright smile was on your face. The sight of it caused Jungkook’s heart to ache.

“Ah! I keep forgetting that you’re a mafia boss when you’re so sweet to me all the time. You would really do that for me?” You asked excitedly, and feeling slightly relieved.  

Jungkook cupped your face, and brought it closer towards his. He leaned down until his lips were only a bit away from yours. As his breath fanned your face, he rubbed your cheek with his thumb softly.

“Of course, I would do anything to make you happy. As lovers, it’s important for us to help each other, and be open and honest,” Jungkook began harshly. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion when his eyes narrowed into a glare at you.

“Honesty [Name]. That reminds me, I’m always doing so much for you, and you barely return the favour. You haven’t even told your family that you’re mine, have you?!” He hissed. His words were an honest accusation, and the bluntness in it, replaced whatever relief you had felt with anxiety.

You tried to talk your way out of it.

“Jun-Jungkook you know that I can’t do that. Our families– our families hate each other and are enemies. If they find out, then there’s no telling what they’ll do especially Yoongi–” You stammered, but Jungkook cut you off.

“I can defend myself [Name]. I’m the leader of one of the most powerful if not the most powerful mafias out there. Do you really think your family, who’s lower in ranks, would have anything against me? If they try to hurt me, I can handle it. If they try to hurt you, I’ll hurt them. What more reassurance do you need?” Jungkook asked agitatedly. His words struck a nerve in you, especially when he said he would hurt your family.

You knew from experience that Jungkook was a man of his words. He never said anything he did not mean. So, the weight of his words just felt heavier. Hence, you knew that the promise to hurt your family if they did not approve of your relationship with him, was a definite one.

You liked Jungkook, but you also loved your family.

“Jungkook, it’s not that simple–” You tried to say, before the black-haired male scoffed.

“Are you kidding me?! It’s exactly that simple [Name]. You can’t keep hiding the truth about us forever. What are you going to do when we get engaged or marriage? Lie to them about the ring on your finger and why you suddenly aren’t carrying their last name but mine? ” He snapped, and the his grip on your face tightened slightly.

Your response was not what Jungkook wanted to hear.

“M-Marriage? Jungkook you aren’t serious about that are you?” You said, and Jungkook froze.

“What?” He asked coldly, as he removed his hands from your face.  Usually, Jungkook was always bright and loving around you. So, the sudden lack of emotions on his face, caused your stomach to churn in discomfort.

You gulped.

“Y-You aren’t serious about marriage, right? I thought we were just having fun–”

“You thought I was just fun?!” He snarled, and he distanced himself away from you.  The abrupt loss of his warmth near you left you feeling cold and shivery.

“Jungkook, no, wait! Listen to me–” You said, and tried to reach out to him and grab his hand. Just as your fingers brushed against his wrist, he slapped your hand away ruthlessly. Then, as Jungkook scavenged for whatever clothes of his he could find, and began to put them on as fast as he could, he glared at you harshly.

“You’ve made it very clear about how you feel about me [Name]. I was a fool to think you were any different,” Jungkook murmured, and the heartbroken expression his face hurt you physically.

Then, before another word could be said, Jungkook grabbed his belongs, and stomped out of the hotel room you two were in. On his way out, he shut the door behind him brutally. The sound of it resonated in the emptiness of the room; and that was the last sound you heard from him that night.

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Dangerously In Love | Part 5

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pairing: yandere!jungkook x reader, kim taehyung x reader

word count: 3.1k

warnings: sexual content, oral (female receiving)

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His Throne [JJK] | 02

Genre: smut, angst, fluff ending

Word Count: 6,840

Tags: degradation, praise, fingering, face riding, dom!Jungkook, prince!Jungkook, infidelity, kinda exhibitionism

Parts: 01 | 02 | 03

Other member vers: Hoseok | Yoongi | Taehyung | Namjoon | Jimin | Seokjin

I love you.

You wished you hadn’t said it.

But more importantly you wished he had.

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this looks like a scene of a fic where jungkook ran into some trouble and the rest of his gang arrived to cover him up with hoseok being the leader omfg 

[IGNORE THE FACT THAT THEYRE WEARING SWEATERS]

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Dating Seth Clearwater includes

~Him being shy at first, one of the other pack members had to encourage him

~Lots of cuddles

~The pack teasing you

~Emily adoring you

~Cute nose kisses

~Hugs from behind

~Him never hurting you

~Him winning you huge stuffed animals at the theme park

~ Him also giving you a lot of chocolates

~Slow dancing together at Bella’s wedding

~The Cullen’s thinking you are a cute couple

~Piggy back rides

~Going to school together

~Him winking at you from across the room

~Flirting with each other

~Going to the beach together

~Him being over protective

~His always keeping you warm

~Him taking extra good care of you when your sick

~Making him go shopping with you

~Making his favorite cookies

~His trying to make you breakfast in bed

~Pack members flirting with you to make him angry

~Him letting you ride on his back when he is in wolf form

~Him and you going to the movies a lot

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a new meme to bring in the new year

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If any Cullen were to have a kid, it should’ve been Rosalie and Emmett.

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Come To Me

College!AU | Bestfriend!Jungkook x Reader (mainly) | a little Jimin x Reader

genre: fluff, smut, angst 

rating: explicit

description: You’ve confessed to Jeon Jungkook several times over the years. Therefore, you’ve been rejected several times, but Jungkook still remained as your best friend. Things were never awkward between you two even if he knew you were still in love with him. However, one year you finally… finally manage to get over him and even started taking interest in other guys. Things were going great for you until one night, something unexpected happened. Something you never saw coming.… And now you’ll never be able to look at Jungkook the same way again.

word count: 8.8k

warnings: besides the smut, nothing really.

a/n: I’ve posted this story before on my asianfanfics account. B/c it did so well, I gained enough courage to post it here. Some more feedback would be much appreciated (this is my first smut lol no shame) <3

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My main problem as a writer is that I don’t write because “I have a story to tell”. I write because there are worlds I want to visit, ideas I want to explore, people I want to meet, conversations I want to hear, emotions that I want to express, and impossibilities I want to make real.

Which means that I still need a fucking plot.

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6 Years Later.

Dream Chaser

Jeon Jungkook x Reader | social media au

Epilogue

Y/N L/N is a college student who’s soon reaching her twenty first birthday. She has always dreamed of being an artist but never had the courage to show her talent. It was thanks to a certain boy that she finally decided to give it a shot at her dreams and start auditioning. She even created a YouTube channel! However, things don’t seem to turn out the way she hoped and decides to give up and focus on her studies. Y/N thinks that by writing him a letter, it will help her assimilate things and move on… but never in a million years did Y/N ever consider the possibility of him actually reading the letter.

[tag list: @abigaildiangelo, @taeyongskookie, @aureumjeon, @ingenu–e]

a/n: There you have it! Jungkook loves his kids so much 😭💕 thank you once again, I couldn’t have done this without you all! Just a reminder that due to tumblr’s recent issues I won’t be linking my updates for the time being but my main Masterlist and the Masterlist for this story will be linked on my bio.

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What it’s like Sweet Pea being in love with you

- he would do ANYTHING to protect you

- him giving you his serpent jacket when you’re cold!!

- hugs hugs hugs

- head/ forehead kisses ALL THE TIME

- ready to fight anyone who speaks bad about you

- baby girl

- princess

- spooning! Lots of it

- showing you off alllll the time

- constantly reminding you how much he loves you

- cleaning out some space in his trailer for you

- breakfast in bed

- allowing you to watch girly movies with him

- cuddling him whilst watching movies

- shoulder rubs

- constant hand holding

- always looking at you

- lip bites

- let’s not even talk about the sex

- sex with SP my godddd

- ‘baby girl I love you with everything I have’

- ‘marry me one day’

- when you’re at the white wrym he would ALWAYS hold you, make you sit on his lap

- dirty dancing with sp? Yes please

- ‘Toni how do I tell her I love her’

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What Sweet Pea would do when you’re mad at him

- you’re mad at him because he did something stupid

- you would ignore him

- he would always be close to you

-Y/N ohhhhh Y/N

- trying to kiss you but you keep turning away

- always trying to hug you

- DAD JOKES

- throwing pillows at you

- telling you something funny Jughead did

- poking your sides

- cornering you until you look into his eyes

- calling you beautiful

- kissing you until you kiss back (angry sex yes pls)

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