A tale of psychotic love... Because even maniacs have feelings. No matter how grisly they are.

two abused lovers, an insane asylum escapee, a murderer, a rapist, the innocent and running away, and the long lost sister . . . . what could go wrong? [ original story - rights reserved ] [ cover by me ] [ contains some triggering & graphic content ]

"Look, mommy's boy, how about laying off on my spotlight, I mean not to hog or anything, but, Gotham doesn't need it's own Norman Bates Jr ya' know? I've got my work cut out for me as it is, so you, mommy's boy, stay out of my way, use the barrel of your gun as a pasifier, and let the real killer take charge here, M'kay? M'kay." [J. Valeska love story; mildly close to Gotham storyline]

Before they were Harley Quinn and The Joker, they were Harley (16) and Jerome (18). Two crazy teenage psychopaths, that were too blinded by each other's smile to see the dark twisted future ahead of them.

Sequel to Chocolate. She's a clean slate. Hasn't touched or murmured the word Chocolate in years. She's happy. Until she comes face to face with him, who changed her life forever. "Miss me, doll?"

"The joker doesn't love anyone but himself" Why? Because his heart got taken away with a girl. Yanno?

As I was talking about our cheer we were doing in a next town the bus driver stopped the bus, then there was 2 taps on the door, screeching from the front of the bus. A ginger came on the bus, but honestly he was talking gibberish while my cheer mates were getting chained, until he came down by me n whispers in my ear with a growl "you're coming with me" he stands up quickly " Greenwood, get this pretty little kitty" As a guy walked over with crumbs in his beard and hair greasy and knotted he grabbed my arm dragging my off pushing me into the truck, he seemed close.... Too close.. His hand slid up my skirt I was trying to get away but his grip was a tight hold. As tears were slide my cheeks I listened to the screaming on the bus then Greenwoods nails scraped me on the inside as I winced n hissed, Greenwood fell back n I curled up in the seat away from the opened door. Jerome came in n sat down besides me n whispered "don't worry doll, you're mine and no one will hurt you.."

Welcome to the gloomy city of Gotham folks... 🦇😼👮🎩🌂👑🐧♦️❓🌃

imagines about the one and only Jerome Valeska

Jerome was lonely but he knew he had to keep his mind focused on the bigger plan at hand, but when he stumbles across Natalie; his priorities get mixed up.