Jerome Valeska //Jeremiah Valeska // One-shots

Jerome and Jeremiah Valeska - Sweet Serial Killer

A/N - This is my first song fic, so I don't know if it works or not, but I thought I'd try and get something new.  I made it shorter than my usual stories with it being my first attempt at a song fic. Let me know if you would want more song fics. Song belongs to Lana Del Rey not me.

Ooh, ooh, ohh

Bang. Bang. Bang.

Baby, I'm a sociopath

"Excuse me, you can't be here. This area is restricted-" Gasping, the voice died off, the sound of a body dropping followed.

Sweet serial killer

"Yoo hoo...you here puddin?" The figure continued down the vast, dread filled hallways.

On the warpath

"STOP!"

"I repeat, armed and dangerous. Send back up immediately!"

"Ooh boys you don't have to invite more people to the party." The voice laughed, skipping towards them, their guns drawn and ready to fire.

"I have your gift. Catch" The voice was smug, a giggle followed by the sound of an explosion.

The screams died down as the depressing building shook.

Cause I love you just a little too much

"Dollface! I knew you'd come save me." A dark chuckle filled the now silent building.

"Jerome! I missed you." The figure raced up to the bars, gazing lovingly at the red head behind them.

I love you just a little too much

"So impatient, doll." Jerome huffed out a laugh, rolling his eyes, "I've only been here a couple days! Ya gotta give me time to have some fun."

"But I found your brother for you! Like you wanted." Smiling innocently up at him, their eyes begged for approval.

"That's my Y/N. How'd ya find the slippery little bastard?"  Reaching through the bars, Jerome's gloved hand caressed the side of Y/N's face, roughly grabbing their neck, yanking them forwards as he snarled jealous, "ya didn't talk to him did ya?"

"Of course not, Mr J! You're my one and only." Y/N's eyes widened, choking on their breath.

"Good." Letting go of their throat he continued, "so how'd ya find him?"

You can see me drinking cherry cola

Y/N placed the drink on the table, sitting at the ratty diner as their eyes fixated on the shy looking man wearing glasses, his flaming red hair neatly slicked back.

His eyes snapped up, meeting Y/N's, time stopped.

He smiled, titling his head slightly, studying Y/N before they jumped up, fleeing from the red head's gaze.

Sweet serial killer

Stabbing the woman in the throat, Y/N paused, feeling watched. Spinning around, their eyes met again.

Blood covered Y/N's face as he approached them, something strange sparkling in his eyes.

"Hello there."

Staring at the familiar face, his eyes promising so much darkness, Y/N felt themselves fall into the depths of his eyes as he spoke, nodding and smiling at him.

I left a love note

Jerome stepped from the cell, glancing at the numerous corpses that littered the ground, giggling in joy as he skipped out of the asylum with Y/N.

Oblivious to Y/N's new found feelings, he chuckled and plotted, rapidly speaking of Gotham's destruction as Y/N gazed off, their heart elsewhere.

Said you know I love the thrill of the rush

Y/N's eyes looked at Jerome's grave, their face blank as a pale hand reached out, pulling their body to face a suit clad figure.

"Darling," Jeremiah smiled, his tone mocking one of sympathy, "come, we have a legacy to create."

Y/N's hand grabbed his, trailing after him, a loving smile taking up their face.

Sweet serial killer