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GOTHAM ORIGINAL CHARACTER: JULIAN VALESKA BACKSTORY

See Julian’s Character Information here

EARLY LIFE:

One year, when Haly’s circus had made its yearly stop in the infamous city of Chicago, Lila Valeska had crossed paths with one of the city’s most notorious gangsters. It is unknown who he was, as he would never again appear in the Valeska’s lives, but he and Lila had conceived a son.

Julian Valeska would never have the opportunity to know his father, whether it be face to face, or purely by storytelling. His mother had fed him one simple story over the years; his father was a firefighter who died on the job. That’s it, that’s the lie he was fed, and he would never know the truth.

Julian was five years old when his two younger brothers, Jerome and Jeremiah, were born. Within the first few weeks of their lives, Lila had cared for them as any mother should. But as soon as she was physically healed from the birth, she reverted back to her former lifestyle of drinking and fucking. Due to how selfish and negligent his mother had once again become, the responsibility of the twins fell onto Julian.

The Valeska’s weren’t a very wealthy family, they were actually quite far from it. How rare it was for the boys to get any sort of decent meal, Julian often having to scrape together whatever he could find just to ensure his brothers didn’t starve to death. It wasn’t uncommon for him to go hungry most nights, his top priority being the twins health. As he got older, he turned to pickpocketing the customers who visited the circus and even, when their situation got rather desperate, the circus crew.

Jerome would forever be in awe of his older brother, who had become something akin to a father figure. He taught Jerome the beauty of a good laugh, and how it’s the best cure to pain and sadness. Jeremiah, however, had different feelings. Despite how deeply Julian loved his little brother, or how much care he provided, it would never be enough for Jeremiah. Of course he loved his family, he simply just wanted more.

One night in particular would change the family forever. Jeremiah had put into motion a horrible plan, one that he had been thinking up for quite a while. He kept telling himself that it was for the best, thinking that every lie he whispered into Lila’s ear was justified. The second that Julian and Jerome had stepped foot inside of their families trailer, it was clear that something had changed. The hostile look that Lila held in her eyes when looking at Jerome had made it clear. Julian recognised it well, and stood protectively in front of Jerome. That would be the last time they ever saw Jeremiah. For a long long while, at least.

DEATH OF LILA VALESKA:

Julian would he lying if he said that the death of his mother was unexpected. Honestly, he knew it was just a matter of time before it happened. What he didn’t see coming, however, was that it was by Jerome’s hand. Julian had always thought that if Lila were to die, it would either be from alcohol poisoning, one of the circus men she was fucking, or Julian himself. He wasn’t there when it had happened, but he was there for Jerome in the aftermath.

Julian didn’t even hesitate to back his little brother up, telling him that he would never abandon him, and that they were in this together. Oh, how Jerome adored his big brother. He was the one stable figure in his life, the only consistent person he could rely on. Julian hesitantly allowed Jerome to seek assistance from Mr Cicero, the blind man having overheard the ruckus. Then, once the notorious Jim Gordon had gotten involved—Julian was prepared to take the fall for the murder if the heat came too close to Jerome.

Unfortunately, things didn’t turn out as he had hoped, seeing as how shit hit the fan in the interrogation room… where Jerome admitted not only to his guilt, but to his insanity as well. Julian did what was necessary in order to insure that he got sent to Arkham Asylum alongside Jerome, not wanting to leave his little brother alone in such a violent hell hole. He essentially remained his body guard—to which Jerome responded by provoking the other “residents” out of smugness.

[house-of-slayterr]

I just imagined, that Maggie and Y/N got drunk and started to chatter, like girl talk, about top 3 the most handsome men in Gotham, who would you rather..., Bang marry kill etc. Think you could go on with it? :D

Girls Night Out!

Today has been the absolute worst. Not only did I have three floral cancellations, but a spontaneous wedding just had to happen. And the bride was demanding I get 2 days worth of work done in 5 hours. I’d pricked myself on several roses, and the fragile calendula petals kept ripping from their stems. I was about three seconds away from just burning the whole place to the ground with me inside.

“Maggie, what are you still doing here?” My boss asked.

“Wedding, bridzilla, no time.” I mumbled.

“Yikes, want some help?”

“She’ll notice of the work isn’t mine, she’s very picky and if I have to see her cry one more time today, I’m going to shove a bundle of roses down my throat, with thorns still intact.”

He held up his hands in mock surrender and walked away. But just as he reached the door he paused.

“Oh, umm somebody left you something out front. Just make sure to lock up when you’re done ok?”

“Did you see who?”

“Only saw the back of their head as the left, red hair.”

“Fuck.” I muttered. “Ok thanks. I’ll let you know when I’ve locked up for the night. Who gets married at midnight in Gotham anyways?”

“Beats me kid, try and get some rest ok. Maybe take tomorrow off.”

“Thanks.”

By the time I got of work I wanted to slam my head into a wall repeatedly. My hands were shaking from how much I stressed over every little detail on the bouquets. Out of instinct my feet carried me to Y/N’s place. I didn’t really wanna go back to one of Oswald’s moods at the moment. So I found myself knocking at the assassins door. I was surprised when I heard laughter on the other side. She looked down at me when she open the door.

“Oh Maggie, what a pleasant surprise.”

Her smirk was anything but comforting at the moment. She was planning something. Before I could even ask what she was up to, she dragged me into her house. That’s when I saw a familiar face.

“Tabby, what are you doing here?”

It was clear from the bottle littered around that these two were already halfway on their way to being drunk. And I kind of envied that.

“Y/N was having a bad day, one that killing people wouldn’t fix. So we’re having a girls evening? Care to join us Bunny?”

I rolled my eyes at the nickname, but quickly walked over. Y/N sat beside Tabitha on the couch, and I gently lifted Tabitha’s hands, sitting on her lap.

“There is a whole couch you know?”

“You’re comfier, Mon Cher.” I flirted.

Y/N raised her brow at the two of this.

“Not that I’m not enjoying the show, because I certainly am, but when did this happen?” Y/N mused.

“You remember a while back what I said when I dealt with the whole Fish issue?”

“Yeah… wait-“

“Omg Y/N! You really thought I was sleeping with Tabitha’s boyfriend and she didn’t know about it? That’s totally against girl code!”

Tabitha watched the two of us in amusement, playing with my hair. She slowly undid the right braid in my hair, unknowing realising the tension from my scalp. I wasn’t even really aware it was there until it suddenly wasn’t, I instinctively leaned into her touch. It was nice to feel wanted, even if it was nothing serious. Tabitha always knew how to make me feel better.

“We’ll you surprised us with a lot of things that day Kitten, how was I supposed to know you were at turning a new leaf?”

She sipped her wine with a smirk on her face.

“That’s phrase is usually used when someone suddenly chooses to have morals, not be a horn wrecking whore.”

“To each their own. By the way, what the hell are you wearing?”

“What’s wrong with my outfit?”

“Darling, hate to break it to you, but in this town, you might as well be dressed as a nun.” Tabitha clarified.

I looked down at my outfit in shame. I didn’t think it was that bad, but then again, I was in the company of two of the most dangerously beautiful people in the whole city. I let out an exasperated sigh, letting my face lull back into the crook of Tabitha’s neck.

“And what exactly do you want me to do about that?” I questioned.

“Strip.” Y/N all but commanded.

“Excuse-moi?”

“You heard me, then Tabby and I will choice your outfit for this evening. Come on, it will be fun. Don’t you agree Tigress?”

“I think that’s a great idea.”

I glared at the two of them. But got up from my seat anyways.

“You know I hate the two do you, like on a personal level right?”

“Join the club.” They said in sync.

“Fine, but I’m not drunk enough for this. Also there’s like no music, what the hell am I supposed to strip to? The sound of my heart beat?”

“I can fix both of those issue Mon Cherie, just give me a moment.”

Y/N left to raid her liquor cabinet. And I stared at Tabitha in bewilderment.

“I can’t believe I’m actually going to do this.”

“Like it’s the craziest thing you’ve done Bunny? What happens at girls night, stays at girls night.”

“Wow, how comforting.” I glared.

Y/N came back with a drink that looked nearly deadly.

“What the hell is that?” I stopped her.

“Remember how I told you you shouldn’t ask questions you don’t want the answers too…” she smirked at me. “Now open wide.”

“Definitely not.”

“Don’t be such a worry wort, it’s not poisoned if that’s what your thinking.”

“Yeah that’s not my main concern right now”

Tabitha got up from her spot on the couch and approached me from behind.

“What are you doing?”

“Helping you loosen up Bunny, you seem stressed. You probably need this more than we do.”

I took a deep breath, closing my eyes and choosing to trust these two women with my life. A mistake very few people survive. I felt one of Tabby’s hands snack around my waist, pulling me closer to her, and the other made it’s way around my neck. Most people would be terrified, but I had to fight everything in me not to whimper in that moment. She forced my head back.

“Now be a good girl and open your mouth bunny”

I did as I was told without hesitation. Y/N placed her hand on my chin and slowly poured the alcohol down my throat. It burned, like my throat was actually melting, but I endured it until the glass was empty. Then suddenly they let go off me, and this time I couldn’t help but let a sad little whine escape.

“See, it wasn’t that bad now was it?” Tabitha comforted.

“Look at you, so submissive and needy Kitten. It’s honestly adorable.” Y/N teased.

“You try being in my position and tell me how much you like it.” I snapped back.

But her ever present smirk just grew.

“Now I’m sure you know the rules for a proper strip tease.”

“Yes, I’m not five.”

“The better the show, the better the outfit you’ll earn.”

Y/N walked over to her speaker and pressed play on the song she chose. I was so used to her music taste when she was with Victor, I never even thought about what she might listen to on her own. As the song picked up I set my pace, making sure to make it as slow and painful for them as I possibly could. If they were gonna torture me, two could play at that game.

As I got more into it as the Al him finally started to set in, I playfully slapped Tabitha’s hand away as she tried to grab me.

“You should know that you can’t touch the Dancers Tabby.”

She rolled her eyes and growled playfully.

“You’re no fun.”

“On the contrary my love, I’m having the best time right now.” I smirked.

When the song was over I was just in my underwear, cause there would be no point in taking it off. At least not without a tip.

“Who the hell were you trying to impress wearing those?” Y/N teased.

“Maybe I wear my nice lingerie all the time? Who says I wear it for anybody?”

She raised her brow at me skeptically.

“I’m with Y/N on this one, you totally wore those cause you were hoping someone would see them.”

“We’ll now someone has. Now do I get clothes now or am I just gonna walk around half naked the rest of the night?”

“I wouldn’t mind”. Tabitha purred.

I threw a pillow at her face.

“And then I’d have to tell Butch we had fun without him. And that wouldn’t be fair now would it?”

Y/N grabbed my hand and dragged me over to her room before rummaging through her closet. I looked around noticing all the odd things she had in her room. Some of them I didn’t want to ask, cause I’m pretty sure my imagination could figure it out. I mean the handcuffs on the bed were pretty self explanatory. Even I wasn’t that boring, but the other stuff, I’d like to remain blissfully unaware.

She handed me a oversized black shirt and what looked to be a corset. I knew better than to ask her where the pants were, it was clear I wasn’t getting more to put on. I shot her a playful glare and asked her to turn around.

“Really, you practically give us both a lap dance but you want me to turn around so you can change?”

“My bra isn’t gonna look good with this outfit ok. Leave me alone.”

She playfully wiggled her fingers before covering her eyes. I quickly pulled on the outfit, and I had to admit, I looked hot.

“Wait, why have I never seen you wear this?”

She shrugged.

“You know how Oswald is, if I showed up to work dressed like that, he’d make me walk the streets.”

She laughed at her own joke.

“Oh great, so I get to dress like a hooker instead.”

“You look nice, stop fretting. I mean Tabitha is wearing all black leather and always carries her whip on her. And I just dress like a more sophisticated hooker. Now go show your girl your outfit so we can get approval.”

I blushed furiously.

“She’s not mine and you know that.”

“Whatever you say Kitten.”

Tabitha’s eyes widened when she looked at me. I gave her a worried glance. Did it look bad? Maybe I wasn’t the right kind of girl to wear something like this. I mean knowing Y/N this simple outfit was probably more expensive than my old apartment bill.

“What, is something wrong with it?”

“I Just- wow, I don’t think I’ve ever seen your boobs look that nice.”

I had to take a deep breath to calm myself. It was kinda funny when I thought about it. It was clear to everyone that she was originally gonna say something else, but I let it slide. Y/N was practically cackling at the encounter.

“I think it makes her legs look nicer, the fishnets really complete the look.” Y/N complimented.

“We’ll now I feel both ridiculously over and under dressed. I don’t know how you managed to do it.”

I sat back down, gratefully taking the wine glass Tabitha offered me.

“So, what’s next on the girls night agenda?”

“Would could play Fuck, Marry, Kill?” Y/N suggested.

“Please tell me you mean the regular sorority way and not some strange Gotham version of the game.”

“What, are you chicken?”

“No, I’d just rather not be arrested for manslaughter or public voyeurism tonight thank you very much.”

“Kid’s got a point, besides you know how Gotham weddings are…” Tabitha concluded.

“Fine, I’ll start. Edward, Harvey, Butch.” She grinned Wickedly at the two of us.

“Easy, Kill Harvey, Fuck Riddle-Ed and Marry Butch.” Tabitha said.

“I know a trap when I see one Y/N I’m not stupid.”

“It’s fine, I won’t be offended.” Tabitha assured.

“Fine, umm Marry Butch I guess, but by default that means I get you as my wife, kill Edward and Kiss Harvey.”

“Woah Woah Woah, kiss Harvey?”

“I mean I’ve already done it so… besides I don’t think Edward would appreciate me trying to kiss him.”

“You’ve kissed Harvey?”

“I was trying to make Jim jealous, I don’t want to talk about it.”

“And you think Edward would appreciate you trying to kill him?”

“He’d think it was admirable at best. Could be worse ways to die. Now, Victor, Lee, Ivy.” I said.

Y/N glared at me, but answered quicker than I thought.

“We’ll I already made the mistake of Marrying Victor once, so kill him, marry Lee and kiss Ivy.”

I rolled my eyes, god she was so stubborn. She’s have to get over this eventually.

“Um, I’m gonna have to agree with Y/N on the Vic front. Besides I don’t want her to shot me for my answer. But I’d Marry Ivy, kiss Lee. I don’t know how you could stand to marry her, she seems insufferable.”

“Thank you!”

“Don’t thank me just yet bunny. Alfred, Me… Jim.”

“Really?”

“Answer the question Maggie!” Y/N taunted.

“Toi en premier, la garce!”

“Fun. Fuck the butler, kiss the assassin, kill the boy toy.”

I rolled my eyes.

“I Hope you know I hate both of you.”

“You keep saying that, yet you keep coming back for more.”

“What can I say, I’m a masochist.”

“Not that that revelation isn’t exiting my dear, but answer the question.”

“Or what?”

Tabitha quickly flipped me over, hovering above me on the couch, a knife suddenly in her hand, pressed against my throat.

“Do it, I’ll just enjoy it!” I smirked.

She rolled her eyes.

“Answer.”

I brought my knee up between her leg, catching her off guard and flipping her. I threw the knife across the room, lodging it in the wall, and pulled her into a rough kiss. Then a pulled away with a smirk.

“Marry Alfred, kill Jim.”

I reached for my glass once more and finished it off.

“Maybe we should get you drunk more often Kitten, you’re fun like this.”

“Alfred, really?” Tabitha tested.

I could hear the pout in her voice from me stopping our make out session. But that’s what she gets for being a massive tease all night.

“I mean have you seen that guy work his magic in the kitchen, with the way her used those hands… besides he would actually treat me right.”

Y/N faked wiping tears from her eyes.

“They grow up so fast.”

I’d never heard Tabitha laugh so hard in my entire life. I playfully punched Y/N in the arm.

“Enough of this, I have a new game, Truth or Dare!” I announced.

“Darling we both know nobody here is picking truth.”

“Perfect. Tabitha, I dare you to finish what’s left of that whiskey bottle.”

“Easy! Done!”

We watched as she walked over to the bottle? Flicking off the cap.

“Chug! Chug! Chug!” Y/N and I chanted in sync.

It was funny really, if anyone saw us right now. A strange bunch of people doing a weird assortment of things. She did a little bow after and returned to the couch.

“Ok you’re turn Bunny, I dare you to steal the knife hidden under Y/N’s skirt!”

“We’ll how is that fair? If she knows I’m gonna steal it she won’t let it happen!”

“Not my problem.”

“Fine, what’s the deadline.”

“End of the night.”

“Deal!”

“Hate to break it to you Kitten but you’re gonna lose this dare.”

“To bad, so sad, moving on. Y/N I dare you to go make out with the first person you see when we go outside.”

“Oh we’re taking things outside now?”

“You got me all dressed up, I’m not wasting those outfit.”

“Fine, to the club we go.”

We all made our way out of her apartment. The Gotham streets were surprisingly empty tonight. We listened to Tabitha babble about how annoying her older brother was. And honestly I’m glad I’ve never had to meet him, he sounds miserable. When we made it to the club, the bouncer stood outside. I gave Y/N a knowing look. I watched as she approached the man, I had to admit, she flirted pretty effortlessly. I don’t know why I was surprised. And as she kissed him, Tabitha and I snuck past into the club.

“That worked better than I thought.” I smirked.

“She’s gonna hate you for that you know? Man wasn’t really her type.”

“Not if I pay for drinks tonight.”

“Smart move.”

I hid behind Tabitha as Y/N came toward me. She chuckled at my action.

“Don’t worry Kitten, I’m giving you a free pass this once. But pick a stupid dare like that again and I’ll stab you.”

I grabbed some shots for the girls and awaited the dare that was sure to punish me.

“Maggie, I dare you to start a bar fight.”

My eyes widened.

“What did I ever do to the two of you that you hate me so much?” I grumbled.

“Aww sweetheart, we don’t hate you. You just unfortunately befriended two sadists. You’re mistake really.” Tabitha jeered.

I scanned the crowd, trying my best to pick someone that wouldn’t be able to do too much damage. Did Y/N really want to get kicked out already? This was Gotham, half these club goers probably snuck some sort of weapon in here.

“Stop stalling.” Y/N warned.

“I’m not stalling, I’m being analytical. Can’t continue this game if I’m dead.”

Tabitha spun me around, and pointed.

“How about him.”

She pushed me forward before I could even protest. I glared back at the two of them, but smiled to myself when I realised this might actually be fun. I called out a random name, making myself sound drunker than I actually was. The guy looked at me confused but understood I was trying to talk to him. I took note of the girl dancing close to him, and could see they Ken’s each other.

“I can’t believe you could do that to me, you bastard. How could you cheat on me with my own sister!” I lied.

Before he could even open his mouth, I slapped him across the face as hard as I could. It was kind of satisfying, I couldn’t lie. Then just as planned, the girl next to him stopped dancing and turned to him.

“You lying man whore, you told me you were single!” She shoved him back, pushing him into another unsuspecting crowd goer.

And the dominos fell into place. I shrunk back, slinking back over to we’re my two friends stood with giant smiles plastered on their faces.

“Nicely done”. Y/N complimented.

“I honestly thought you would chicken out.”

“Thanks for the vote of confidence Tabs, really feeling the love.”

I placed my hand over my heart, offended.

“We should probably get out of here, before the security realises who started this.”

But it was too late. I heard footsteps approaching and I grabbed Tabitha’s hand, running with her out of the club. We squeezed through bodies and dodge rogue punches being thrown. And I left Y/N in our wake to deal with the consequences. She thrived in chaos, so I really didn’t feel that bad. I mean this was the outcome of her dare after all. As we ran into the ally, I stopped to catch my breath. I let out a chuckle, holding my side in pain from how hard I was laughing.

“You two are gonna be the death of me.”

Tabitha laughed along with me.

“I can’t believe you left her back there!”

“What, she can handle herself. Nobody in that place stood a chance, even if she’s drunk.”

I flinched when I heard a gunshot go off. But I knew who it belonged to. Shit really just got real.

“Should we run before she makes it outside?”

“Definitely!”

This time Tabitha dragged me after her. She had much more experience in running away from and angry Y/N, and neither of us felt like getting shit this evening. I cursed under my breath when I heard the familiar sound of the police siren, coming towards us. I slammed Tabitha into the wall and pulled her into another heated kiss, hoping the car would just pass us.

“Maggie?” A voice called.

I cursed under my breath.

“Hi Harvey, fancy seeing you here.”

When I turned around I wasn’t surprised to see Jim getting out of the car as well.

“Umm, this is Tabitha, not sure if you guys have met.” I introduced awkwardly.

“We have, she’s been in handcuffs many times.” Jim deadpanned.

“Interesting…”

“Are you dru-“

We were all cut off by the click of a gun. Harvey and Jim were quick to draw theirs and aim it at the assailant. Tabitha armed herself with her whip and I just stood there unphased, not bothering to turn around.

“Nk, no. Why would I be drunk?”

“Maggie you do realise Oswald’s but woman is currently pointing a gun at your head right?” Harvey cut in.

“Is she now? That’s fascinating.”

“Did you drug her?” Jim accused Tabitha.

She simply shot him a glare.

“Why the hell would I do that?”

“We’ll first she’s hanging out with you of all people, and secondly, she is far too calm right now.”

“She’s not gonna shoot me silly.” I giggled.

Harvey looked at me like I just drop kicked a baby.

“Did you hit your head?” He asked, concern lacing his tone.

“Yes, did you Maggie? Cause you sound far to confident right now.” Y/N warned.

Another gun click was heard.

“Gilzean? What are you doing here?” Jim asked.

“Drop the gun, both of you!” Harvey started to sound annoyed.

I smiled as Butch pointed his gun at Y/N. So he did receive my text.

“Just came to get my girl. Hello Maggie.”

I wiggled my fingers in a little wave. I have Tabitha a quick kiss on the cheek and pushed her towards him. She almost instantly leaned into his side. Yet once again we were interrupted by another gun joining the party.

“Don’t make me brainwash you again Butch, or this time I’ll make it the couples special” victors cold voice threatened.

“Put the gun down Zsasz!” Jim command.

I had to admit, his authoritative tone was getting me a bit excited in my half drunken state.

“What are you doing here Victor, I thought you were out of town”. Y/N questioned coldly, not even turning to look at him.

“A little birdie told me you needed my help.”

He turned his eyes to me, and it’s seemed so did everyone else’s in that ally.

“Hi Vic.” I fidgeted with my fingers, not bothering to make eye contact with anyone.

“I’m going to shoot you twice!” Y/N seethed.

“We’ll that’s a lame threat, it’s not like the second shot is gonna magically hurt more.”

I’d finally turned around to meet Y/N’s fierce gaze.

“Yeah sweetness, I’m gonna have to agree with the kid, you can do better than that.”

Without hesitation, she turned her gun to the bald hitman. Effectively cutting out the chain and allowing Butch and Tabitha to slink away.

“Have fun you two!” I shouted after them as they left.

“Should we stop them?” Harvey whispered to Jim.

“You should probably take cover actually” I advised.

Bullets we’re quickly being shot off as the couple fought like old times, just like I had planned. I knew Vic would come when I texted him. And I knew Y/N would be too stubborn to let him walk away unscathed. Jim had pulled me with him to hide behind the cover of the cop car.

“What the hell is going on here?”

“Well Mommy and Daddy were giving each other the silent treatment so I made them talk.” I explained.

I giggled when both boys stared at me with wide eyes. Harvey’s mouth kept opening like he was trying to say something, but he couldn’t bring himself to actually speak a coherent sentence. I stood up from behind the car to check to see how things were going.

“Maggie what are you-“

I cut him off by sneaking out from behind the car. The gun shots had stopped but nobody was dumb enough to think that meant the fighting has stopped. They’d simply run out of bullets. Y/N had Victor pinned against the wall, stuck in a choke hold. But he was still looking at her her like she was the most precious thing in the world. I put a finger on my lip telling him to remain quiet.

I snuck up behind Y/N and with one swift motion I stole the knife from her grater. I held it up in the air in triumph.

“Ha, I win!” I shouted.

Y/N turned to me me comically slow, eye practically twitching. I quickly tucked the knife into the cleavage between my corset. Carful not to cut my skin, at least not too deeply.

“Nice outfit Maggie.” Victor complimented.

He had no idea what was going on, but he was beyond amused anyways.

“I’m just gonna let you two work this out.”

I gestured between them, before running off and crawling into the back seat of the cop car. Jim hopped into the passenger seat and Harvey got in the drivers seat.

“They may be out of bullets but I would still drive if I were you.”

When we were far enough away that we were sure neither of the assassins would fallow, Jim turned to look at me. I could tell it was the first time that evening that he was really noticing my outfit, his eyes trailed over my body in a frantic way. But he quickly shook the thought out of his head.

“Mind explaining what the hell is actually going on. I thought I told you to stop hanging out with Y/N, she’s bad news.”

I let out a vicious cackle.

“Told me, who died and made you king?”

“I could always throw you in jail, public intoxication, and we did just witness you steal that knife. Right Harvey?”

“That is true.”

“Ooo, handcuffs and a free trip to the integration room with you Jimmy, don’t threaten me with a good time.”

Harvey slammed on the breaks and turned around to look at me.

“No, absolutely jot. If you two are gonna start flirting you’re both walking back to the station.”

I held up my hands in mock surrender.

“Either way you’re not gonna get me to talk boys. What happens on girls night, stays between us girls. Thems the rules, I don’t wanna find out what happens if I break em.”

The rest of the ride back to the station was silent.

An: omg was this so much fun to write. Jim has no idea what he got himself into. And poor Harvey is starting to see his favourite citizen is falling to the dark side. He would be Devastated if he lost “one of the good ones” thanks for the idea @keffirinne hope it was worth the wait! Maggie was really the definition of bi panic at the start there.

Tag: @flaysthings @howl-fantasies

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Friends Like These - Masterlist

Summary:  To Harleen Quinzel, Gotham City is home. Having left at 12 she is finally returning, now 17 and changed. She has developed a passion for psychology and an addiction to danger. Taking risks and befriending criminals, she never expected to meet Jerome Valeska on a school trip. There is instantly a connection between them, and this leads to more danger than she could ever hope to handle. 

Series Warnings: Violence, language, underage, kidnapping, dub-con/non-con, torture

MASTERLIST

SEQUEL: Who Needs Enemies

SUMMARY (spoilers!)

PROLOGUE

CHAPTER ONE: Home Sweet Home

CHAPTER TWO: Judgement

CHAPTER THREE: French Homework

CHAPTER FOUR: Arkham

CHAPTER FIVE: Blood and Dreams

CHAPTER SIX: The Fight Begins

CHAPTER SEVEN: School’s Out

CHAPTER EIGHT: Bad Choices, Worse Consequences

CHAPTER NINE: Secrets and Lies

CHAPTER TEN: Freedom

CHAPTER ELEVEN: Bullshit

CHAPTER TWELVE: Truth or Dare

CHAPTER THIRTEEN: Honesty Hurts

CHAPTER FOURTEEN: Pain

CHAPTER FIFTEEN: Waking Nightmare

CHAPTER SIXTEEN: Escape

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: Back to Reality

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: Less Than Stable

CHAPTER NINETEEN: Don’t Relax

CHAPTER TWENTY: Snow and Presents

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: The Tide Turns

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: Inescapable

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE: And I Burn

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR: Not This

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: Heart To Heart

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX: Allies

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN: Fugitive 

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT: Crashed

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE: I Will Not Feel

CHAPTER THIRTY: Do It Myself

SEQUEL: Who Needs Enemies

[misfitgirlwrites]

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Victor Zsasz

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Tabitha Galavan

Fish Mooney

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[myriadimagines]

Madeline Mira with 18 and 13, plz?

Characters: Reader x Madeline Mira + Tabitha Galavan 

Warnings: kidnapping

Prompts: 13: “I trusted you.” 18: “Would you quit moving around?” “It’s not my fault we’re tied up together!”

Word Count: 369

A/N: Madeline Mira is my Gotham oc! more info on all my ocs are here !!

NOT TAKING ANYMORE REQUESTS!

“Great.” you grumbled, squirming around as you tried to wriggle out of the ropes you were bound it. 

Behind you, Madeline frowned as she snapped, “Would you quit moving around?” 

“It’s not my fault we’re tied up together!” you snapped back, and Madeline sighed. She leaned her head back as you continued to try and escape. The two of you were thrown into the kitchen of The Sirens, after Tabitha had kidnapped the both of you while the two of you were walking to your car outside the GCPD. The both of you were working late, so barely anyone was around to help. 

The kitchen doors suddenly swung open, and Tabitha and Barbara strutted inside. A smile lit up Barbara’s face as she clapped, while Tabitha walked up behind the two of you and cut you loose. You watched in surprise as Madeline got up and walked besides Barbara. You tried to get up and follow her, but Tabitha planted her hands on your shoulders and forced you back into your chair. Confused, you looked up at Madeline and asked, “What’s going on, Mads?”

“Good job, babe.” Barbara cooed as she slipped and arm around Madeline’s waist. Your eyes widened as Madeline simply shrugged at you.

“I knew you weren’t going to come here on your own.” Madeline said. “So we had to kidnap you to make sure you’d listen to what we have to offer.” 

“Wait,” you spluttered, shaking your head. “You’re working with them?”

“Just listen, y/n.” Madeline said, and you gaped at her.

“Mads, no.” you exclaimed. “We’re GCPD, we don’t work for these criminals!” 

“It’s confusing, I know.” Madeline said calmly. “But believe me, I-”

“You’re trying to convince me to leave the GCPD and work with you, aren’t you?” you spat, and Madeline slowly closed her mouth. “I trusted you, Mads. I can’t believe you’re turning your back on the GCPD.” 

“I guess we’re done here, then.” Tabitha shrugged, letting go of your shoulders as you abruptly stood up. Before you stormed out of the club, you stopped right in front of Madeline and stared into her eyes.

“I’m going to stop you.” you said, your voice low, before you pushed past her.”

[chernayawidow]

GOTHAM ORIGINAL CHARACTER: JULIAN VALESKA

See Julian’s backstory here

BRIEF DESCRIPTION:

Julian Valeska was the elder brother of the deranged Valeska twins, Jerome and Jeremiah. He shared the same mother, but was born to a different father who he never had the chance to meet. He grew up on the lie that his dad was a fire fighter, who died on the job while his mother was still pregnant. In reality, his dad was a gangster who Lila slept with one year when the circus went through Chicago.

Julian had always been more tethered to his mental stability then the twins, associating himself with organised crime rather then anarchy. After the death of Jerome, he clung to the company of Tabitha Galavan, and developed a deep connection with the whip wielding beauty.

FULL NAME:

Julian Valeska

AGE:

23 (season 1)

23-24 (season 2)

25 (season 3)

26-27 (season 4)

FAMILY:

Lila Valeska (mother)

Unknown Gangster (father)

Jerome Valeska (maternal half-brother)

Jeremiah Valeska (maternal half-brother)

Zachary Trumble (maternal uncle)

AFFILIATIONS:

The Maniax (formerly)

Tabitha Galavan (fiancé; deceased)

Barbara Kean (former lover w/Tabitha; close friend)

Kean Crime Family (formerly; dissolved)

OCCUPATION:

Criminal (formerly; acquitted)

Gangster (formerly)

Underboss (formerly)

STATUS:

Deceased (killed by; himself)

PORTRAYED BY:

Bill Skarsgård

[house-of-slayterr]

Let the Games Begin!

@howl-fantasies

Tw: violence

Maggie’s POV:

I woke up to the smell of roses, and I scrunched my brow in confusion. I turned to see a bouquet arranged on my pillow with a not attached to it. Now I must admit, while it was a nice gesture, the flowers weren’t quite up to my standard. Roses had to be perfect. I smiled nonetheless less, pulling the note of the flowers. I noted that the thorns were still attached. Unusual choice.

“Good Morning Sunshine, meet me downstairs, I have a surprise for you.”

I furrowed my brows even further. A surprise from Oswald was never good. Normally he placed out an outfit for me in the mornings he was actually here, but one glance told me that Tabitha had pick out the outfit this morning.

I had to admit, she did have good tatse. I carefully made my way downstairs, weary of what was awaiting me. And my fears grew even more when I saw everyone gathered in the living room. Y/N and Victor were back, Tabitha and Butch were sitting on the ends of the couch, and Oswald stood in front of them with a big smile on his face. I narrowed my eyes.

“Good morning” I announced my presence.

“Ahhh, Maggie, you’re awake!”

Oswald hobbled over to me. He engulfed me in a hug, but noticed when I neglected to hug back.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

“I don’t like surprises Ozzy, they make me anxious.” I spoke honestly.

“We’ll then my dear, let me show you what we have in store today.”

I saw a smirk grow on Y/N face and I couldn’t help but become more anxious. He placed his hand behind my back and lead me to a room at the far end of house. Everyone followed behind. He flicked on the lights and I instantly recognised the situation in front of me. There was someone strapped to a chair in the Center of the room with a bag over their head.

“We found Wendell” Oswald said cheerful.

I couldn’t help it when my heart sank. As much as I hated this man, it felt wrong to see him so vulnerable. I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked back to see Y/N.

“We’ll that’s not the expression I was hoping to see on your face Kitten.”

I sighed.

“It’s just, early. I only just woke up, haven’t even had breakfast yet.” I lied.

“Oh you poor baby.” She jeered.

Victor snickered from his spot next to him.

“I don’t know Love, torture sessions are always better on a full stomach.” He took my side.

I shrugged off Y/N hand.

“Thank you Oswald, really…”

I couldn’t think of a way to get out of this. Letting him get tortured was one thing, but I had an inkling that wasn’t how this was going to go. Y/N definitely had her hand in this, and if she had her way, which she usually did, she’d want me to get personal with this. She’d want me to kill him. I could feel an involuntary shiver crawl up my spine.

“Why don’t you get started without us Oswald.” Butch spoke up. “Tabby and I will take Maggie to get some breakfast. We don’t want her passing out from low blood sugar right?”

Oswald thought on it for a moment before lamenting.

“Yes, of course. My apologises, I just got so excited. I promise not to have too much fun while your gone.” He spoke to me.

“By all means Oswald, you found him, finders keepers.”

I gave him a kiss on the top of his head before following Tabitha out of the room. She pulled me to the side of the hall.

“You were shaking like a leaf in there Sweet Girl, what’s wrong?”

Butch placed a comforting hand on my back, running it up and down my spine. The warmth of it felt nice.

“It’s, it’s just a lot you know. I mean it’s been weeks since it happened, and I don’t even remember it. And I wanna be mad, I want to hate him, maybe I fucking do, I don’t know. But what I do know is, I don’t think I’m cut out for this. I don’t mind it when you guys do it, I would never tell you what to do…” I rambled.

I felt a sharp sting on my face, and suddenly realised I’d been slapped.

“Breath Maggie.” Tabitha demanded.

“How the fuck is slapping me supposed to help?” I questioned.

She shrugged.

“Works in the movies.”

I rolled my eyes.

“Look kid. This Wendell guy fucked you up pretty bad, if anything, he deserves what’s about to happen to him. At the end of the day, he’s your target, if you don’t want to be so hands on I’m sure Oswald will understand.”

I sighed heavily.

“Can we talk about this after I eat? I’m sure he’s not going anywhere anytime soon. Make me those pancakes again?”

I gave him my best puppy dog eyes, which I’m sure I didn’t even need to use. He chuckled, lifting me up and throwing me over his shoulder. He carried me into the kitchen and I laughed Rey whole way there.

“There’s the sound we like to hear.” Tabitha purred.

“Yeah yeah, no more grumpy serious me today. I get it.”

“Everything’s about you today Maggie. I hope you know that everyone in this house, in one way or another, cares about you a hell of a lot.” Butch said.

“I Know, and I appreciate it. I may not understand it, but i don’t really understand a lot of things in Gotham.” I joked.

Tabitha talked me down all of breakfast, calming my nerves. Hurting people who have hurt you should be easy. But something about this whole situation felt off. Sure we’d bickered back and forth for a while now, but I never imagined Wendell would actually attempt to kill me. It like he knew Y/N was always around to stop him. But maybe that was the point, maybe he was hiding his time until she was busy. No matter how much I tried to remember I just couldn’t imagine it.

“You ready to go back? Oswald will have my head if we don’t return.”

“Wouldn’t want you to lose that now would we?” I teased.

Butch rolled his eyes. I reached out my hand going that ‘grabby’ motion that toddlers did and he looked at me confused. But he walked closer none the less and that’s when I planned my attack. I jumped on his back and wrapped my arms around him.

“Onward my noble steed!” I laughed out in a huff.

I frowned when he didn’t move.

“Oh come on! You get to pick me up and carry me around whenever you please, but when I wanna be carried it’s a no?” I pouted.

“She’s got a point Darling.” Tabitha said, stealing the last pancake from my abandoned plate and shoving it in her mouth.

“Fine, by you owe Tabs and I another movie night. No falling asleep this time, no matter how adorable you are.” He mumbled the last part.

I chose for his sake to ignore it.

“Fuck yes! I’m gonna me you watch My Blood Valentine and you’re gonna love it!”

“My Bloody what?”

“Is that a threat or a promise Bunny?” Tabitha asked.

“Both.” I narrowed my eyes at her.

“Fascinating.” She ruffled my hair.

We made our way back to the usually abandoned, but now very busy wing of the house. I hopped of his back before we made it the door. I didn’t want anyone to question my newfound closeness to the two assassins. Oswald would throw a monumental fit if he’d found out what we’d done at his club.

I had heard stories about Oswald’s Wrath, but I’d yet to see it in action. And boy was it terrifying. He had this intensity about him when he was focused, and I was glad I had yet to fall victim to it. The sight of him standing there, holding a bat and covered in blood sent shivers down my spine. But I pushed ahead like this was your average Tuesday, and I supposed to the people in the room it was.

“Oh Maggie, you’ve come to join us!” Oswald exclaimed.

He calmly handed off the Bat to Y/N. I locked eyes with her for a moment, and I swear I saw a hint of guilt. It was so subtly, and happened so quickly, that it was more likely I’d imagined it. She tortured people all the time, why would this be any different. I mean she’d literally shot him the first time I met him.

“So, what do you think? Would you like to take a crack at him?” He asked, gleefully.

I knew better than to say no to Oswald, but I just couldn’t get myself in the right mindset right now. Torturing someone was a lot.

“Maybe I could just watch for right now?” I suggested.

Tabitha seemed to notice my reservation and she gave me a soft smile from across the room. She took a pointedly deep breath while looking at me, which I gratefully mimicked.

“I dont exactly know what I’m doing.” I clarified.

Y/N spoke up this time.

“We’ll than why don’t you watch the master at work?”

Before my attention was even fully on her, a loud Whack sounded through the room. The sound of the bat hitting his rib cage echoed in my ears in and cringed. It was quickly followed by the sound of Victors laughter. I watched as she handed him the bat and walked over to the metal table beside where Wendell was placed. She reached for a pair of pliers and grabbed them with vigour. Wendell squirmed as she walked back over to him, seemingly knowing what was to come.

“What finger should I start with Kitten?” She asked.

I sighed heavily. I had to pick an answer or she’d make this worse for everyone involved.

“Trigger finger.” I tried to keep my tone bored and disinterested.

“Excellent choice!” She said with a smirk.

I watched as she clamped the pliers down on his finger.

“You’d do well to scream for me, won’t you boy?” She taunted. “Oh wait, you can’t, not with that rag in your mouth.”

It was like watching her kick a puppy. Granted a very violent and deranged puppy. But something about this whole situation felt off. He didn’t look like a man who was guilty, at least not of the crime he was being tried for. He looked genuinely scared, and hell, I would be too.

She began to wiggle the pliers, twisting them both side to side and up and down. I watched as his nail lifted at the edges, the red starting to build up. With a glance at me, she ripped them towards her with force and a strangled cry left his mouth. Though it sounded more like a gargle. I couldn’t stop myself from flinching, but I had just hoped no one had noticed. This went on until his right hand was fingernail-less. She let out a sigh and turned to Victor.

“I’m bored. He’s boring.”

It was like watching a lightbulb go off in her head.

“But you, Kitten, aren’t boring.” She handed me the pliers.

I glared at her before rolling my eyes. She really was a sadistic creep sometimes. But it suited her well. Tabitha seemed to also perk up at this, drawing closer, but not too close as to cause suspicion.

“It’s really simple, just twist and pull, even a baby could do it.” Y/N explained.

‘Patronise me again and I’ll rip off your fingernails’ I thought.

I finally approached Wendell, crouching down to look him in the eyes. But I didn’t see what I expected. I mean the anger was there, that was obvious. But he seems genuinely terrified, I guess it didn’t feel good to be on the other end of this. But I also saw distrust, and confusion in his eyes. It was confusing, it’s why I never liked to look at peoples eyes for too long. They told you everything you needed to know, they were so personal. But I guess this was personal.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before clamping down in a fingernail on the left hand. I honestly wasn’t even sure which one I picked, and I didn’t much care. With one more deep breath I copied Y/N’s earlier movements but much quicker, ripping the nail from his skin. It was an odd sensation to be sure. I quickly discarded the nail in the trash and handed off the pliers back to her.

“Oh come on princess , I know you can do better than that” Victor said.

I pushed past him, walking over to the table of tools. I ran my hands over a few of them, before I felt a soft wood. It felt nice compared to all the cold metal. An ice pick. Without hesitation I walked back over to Wendell. I locked eyes with Victor and blindly stabbed into Wendell’s hand.

“There, you happy?”

“Very” he smiled at me.

I nodded my head toward Wendell, singling at Victor to have his go ahead. He gleefully walked over to the trembling man. I turned around to see Tabitha smiling at me, but Butch’s eyebrows were scrunched in confusion. I just shrugged. I walked over to Oswald and he pulled me into a side hug.

“How did it feel? You know, I’m very proud of you Maggie.”

“Proud?”

“Not many people would actually be brave enough to hurt their abuser back. You did well. I knew you had some fire in you.” He complimented.

I chuckled dryly. It was odd, to have someone be happy that I’d just stabbed some. I bent down to whisper in his ear.

“Would you- would you mind if I had a moment alone with him?”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea-“

“Please, Ozzy. I just, I need to hear him say it, I need to hear him say what he did to me. You’ll be right outside the door, I’ll scream if I need you.” I begged.

He nodded solemnly.

“Ten minutes, not a second more.”

“Victor!” He shouted suddenly.

The madman in question stopped what he was doing, and it was now I noticed Wendell was entirely missing a finger. It took everything in me to to let out the most disappointed sigh I had ever had.

“Step away from the Victim, little Maggie here wants some time with him.”

He looked toward the door and everyone seemed to catch his drift. Butch placed a gentle hand on my shoulder before leaving. I smiled up at him. The second I heard the door shut I rushed forward to the man in the chair.

“I’m gonna be blunt, if I take of this gag and you scream, I’ll call Victor back in her to cut out your tongue, got it?”

He nodded. I slowly removed the gag, testing him.

“You fucking bitch” he hissed.

I slapped him across the face.

“We don’t have time for insults right now. Somethings wrong here, and I can’t pinpoint it. And I’d feel pretty fucking bad if I let them kill you before I figure this out.”

“What game are you playing? You know I didn’t do anything to you!”

“Actually that’s the thing Wendell. I don’t. I don’t remember that night, or that week for that matter. You did threaten me last time we spoke, it wouldn’t be unreasonable for you to come back and try to finish the job.”

“If I wanted you dead, you would be, here untie me and I’ll show you.”

I rolled my eyes.

“Did you, or did you not torture me?”

“No. I didn’t.”

“And you’re aren’t lying to me right now?”

“No. I’m not. I had a hit on the other side of town, Barbara Kean ordered it, talk to her, she’s my alibi.”

“I Will. Why would someone set you up? Who wants you dead?”

“Half the fucking city Little Girl, this is Gotham, everyone wants everyone dead.”

“Shame, you could have been more useful. Clocks ticking Wendell, talk, or don’t, I don’t really care at this point.”

I tried to be nonchalant to see if that would make him talk, but much to my dismay it didn’t. When that didn’t work, I switched up my tactic.

“Look, they’re gonna come back in here and I won’t be able to stop them from what they’re about to do.”

“Please, you have them wrapped so tightly around those fingers of yours, they’d do anything for you.”

“If you really think that, you’re delusional. Liek you said, this is Gotham. And if they don’t want me dead yet, I’m gonna do everything in my power to keep it that way. It’s that simple.”

“Good to see you aren’t as naive as I thought you were. You’ve grown since our last real encounter.”

“It appears I have… oppps, times up.” I said. “Sorry about this.”

“Sorry about wh-“

I shoved the gag back into his mouth. As I heard the door click I picked up the knife and plunged it into his shoulder, carful to avoid any major arteries.

“You stupid Bastard!”

I played up my role. I mean I did want to stab him, even if I find out he isn’t lying, he’s still not a friend. It was easy to make my emotions believable, for the tears I just thought back to the day Moira was killed in front of us, and for the rage I just imagined I was stabbing Slade. I felt strong arms around me pulling me back.

“Shhh, it’s ok, just breath Maggie, can you do that for me?”

It was Butch. I could feel eyes on us but I didn’t much care. If this was the worst thing they suspected me of, being friends with Butch, then it worked out in my favour.

“I hate him!” I cried.

I threw my arms over Butch’s shoulder, engulfing him into a hug.

“Ew” I heard Victor say.

Then a smack sounded through the air and I knew Y/N had slapped him. Despite not looking at him, I could feel Oswald shaking with rage.

“We should get rid of this leech!” He shouted. “Nobody makes Maggie cry!”

“Just say the word Boss.” Victor said with boredom in his tone. 

I heard the click of Victors gun and I flinched.

“No wait!” I shouted.

I pushed myself away from Butch and locked eyes with Victor.

“Don’t kill him.”

“Why not?”

“Yes, Little one, why shouldn’t we kill him? That cute little heart of yours is getting in the way. Turn it off.” Y/N suggested.

“There’s nothing wrong with having a heart, Y/N. But that’s not what I mean. Killing him would be too easy. I don’t care what you do with him, just don’t kill him.”

Y/N clasped her hands together over her mouth, being her smile. But Victor broke out in a full grin.

“I knew I trained you well Kitten.” She complimented.

“You heard her.” Oswald ordered.

I turned back around and sunk my face back into Butch’s neck. I had to admit, his scent was addicting. No wonder Tabitha was in love with this gentle giant. He held me close. Tabitha stroked my hair from above.

“Why don’t we go bake something?” Oswald asked me.

It was clear he was trying to cheer me up. I shook my head.

“Do you want to watch that movie you were talking about earlier?” Tabitha suggested.

I again shook my head. I finally pulled back to look at the trio.

“I think I just wanna take a nap.” I concluded.

“I’ll walk you to your room.” Oswald said.

“No, I just wanna be alone right now.” I concluded.

“Alright. I don’t like seeing you sad like this” Oswald relented.

I offered him a weak smile.

“Naps make things all better.” I joked.

I bid everyone a goodbye, Y/N and Vic paying no attention to me as they went to work on Wendell. The idiot should have spoke up when he had the chance. Everything was so blurry and so confusing right now. Before I knew it I let my feet Cary me all the way back to my apartment. The lock was still broken so I pushed my way through the door. I threw myself onto my bed, screaming into the pillow to release what was left of my pent up frustration. Oswald would be mad but I could deal with that later, the threat had been subdued.

That’s when I felt it, something was in my bed. I flailed my arm around until I heard a thunk. I’m confusion I raised my head from the pillow, finally taking a deep breath I wasn’t even aware I was holding in. There on my bed was a book. I sat up and flipped it over on my hands. My eyes widened, it was stunning. I opened it up and note fell out.

“Dear Maggie, I enjoyed our spontaneous visit the other day. I thought a lot about what you said about my taste in literature, and you were right. I am too predictable. So I read some of your favourites, and I’d love to discuss them sometime. But it felt a waste to just put this book back on my shelf to collect dust, I figured you’d cherish it more then I could. See you soon, your friend, Bruce Wayne.”

I couldn’t help the squeal that bubbled in my throat. God why did this kid have to be so adorable. Everything he did was so pointed and thoughtful. It made me have hope for the future of this god forsaken town. A book club did sound fun. I’d have to write him back. I took a moment to study the book thoroughly. The cover was stunning, and it seemed to be a rare combined copy fo Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking glass. But it was the back of the front cover that caught my attention.

“Twinkle twinkle little bat, how I wonder where you’re at! Up above the world you fly, like a tea-tray in the sky!” - Lewis Carroll

I froze. It was his actual signature. I was holding a signed copy of Alice in Wonderland. I was glad nobody could see me “fangirling” right now because I’d be incredibly embarrassed. I hugged the book tightly and fell back onto my bed. Emotionally I was exhausted.

“What an odd poem” I spoke out loud, to no one in particular.

I fell asleep with the book in my hands. Dreaming of places with redder roses.

An: Alice in wonderland is genuinely one of my favourite books of all time. I’ve been obsessed with it since I could read. So it’s obvious I love Jervis Tetch very very much!

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Candy Grin

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by whoremet

Henley Glasgow is fucked up. That much is certain, but it’s not her fault. In between her abusive father and the fact that she was pumped with horse sedatives basically since she was born it’s no wonder all she wants to do now is watch the world burn. She’s snapped, pink lace and sickly sweet words were never going to hold her forever and now that her mind is loose, un-sedated, there’s no telling what she might do. Henley Glasgow is a ticking time bomb, and- God, Jerome can’t wait to see her explode.

Jerome Valeska x OC

Words: 105, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Little Black Hearts of the DCU

Fandoms: Gotham (TV), DCU (Comics), Batman (Movies - Nolan), Batman (Comics)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/M

Characters: Jerome Valeska, Jeremiah Valeska, Tabitha Galavan, Bruce Wayne, Edward Nygma, Oswald Cobblepot, Jonathan Crane, The Joker

Relationships: Jeremiah Valeska/Original Female Character(s), Jerome Valeska/Original Female Character(s), Jerome Valeska/Reader, Bruce Wayne/Original Female Character(s), Tabitha Galavan/Barbara Kean, Edward Nygma/Original Female Character(s), Edward Nygma/Reader, Jonathan Crane/Original Character(s), Jonathan Crane/Reader

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