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ransprang · 6 months
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how about heath ledger's joker and corruption kink? hehehe
Kinktober 2023
Joker x Corruption Kink
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Joker’s eyes widened as he smacked his lips in amusement looking down at his phone. You stood before him with your face contorted with worry as your eyes brimmed with tears and cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. “Please keep your phone down…”
Joker looked up at you “this is horrendous, horrible, might I say degenerate.”
He continued “didn’t know you are such a misfit y/n” he laughed loudly chucking the phone at the table in front. You looked horrified, Joker had found your tumblr.
You walked up to him and held his arm “that was supposed to be my little secret…” hoping this won’t make the man leave you. Joker looked you in the eyes his expression suddenly all serious “you’re filthy muck of this society, you could never be one of them. Pervert.” He smacked his lips as he cupped your face intimidatingly in his hands, Joker brought his face close, his nose touching yours as he said “Why…so serious?”
You were shocked as the man instantly pulled away and laughed while howling “you really thought that would disgust me? Come on now? I’ve thought worse for Batman.” He continued while getting breathless from laughter.
A sigh of relief escaped your mouth, you smirked back. You were disgusting and he loved that. “What kind of thoughts do you have for Batman?” You said twirling your hair hoping to draw ideas for your next post.
Joker now laying on the couch hopped up with a jolt “y/n you won’t understand them, no no no you won’t” he walked around the room shaking his head.
- “haven’t you seen my content? Of course I would.” You retorted.
Joker smacked his lips now bringing his gaze to your eyes “filthy filthy y/n let me share with you a story.” He twirled and continued “there was once a man who had a fantasy, of tying another to the walls of his house and kissing till both were breathless. As his hot thick penis throbbed to enter the walls of the human in front, he teased his own tip, cuz FUCK the pleasure of other people.” He began laughing.
You looked at him invested, now sitting down on the dining table with your face cupped in your hands. Looking at him starry eyed. “Please tell me more!” Joker immediately stopped laughing as he cleared his throat. “ah yes, well then he rubbed his bare chest on the soft skin, the chest of the one tied on the wall. The friction made his heart beat faster, his Dick throbbed. Ached to be rubbed. Hands struggled against the ropes, as I touch myself and start stroking my shaft, looking at the nude body in front of me.”
Joker stood by the window, staring into the twilight sky. It looked like he was searching the horizon, as he spoke in a low voice “I increase my stroking speed rapidly as I feel the burning desire within my body, the chains clank as the body whimpers. Oh to deprave someone of touch when they want you so badly, I feel my tip tingle as my stomach contracts and I release my thick white cum.” He takes out a cigarette and smokes it blowing the smoke into the light breeze outside the window as his smile is now gone.
You get up fascinated, you have respect in your eyes. You love this man, he inspired you. You ran and hugged him from the back tightly, knowing you were going to write many fanfics thanks to your dear boyfriend. “I love you” you whispered. He continued smoking…as you said again “can we please do this today?” Joker shuffled his feet and turned around to face you. He hugged you back and calmly said “I’ll get the ropes and chains out” As he walked away.
your joker,
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anitalenia · 9 months
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━━ 𝐉𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐑 (𝐃𝐊) ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅
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⋆˙⟡♡ 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒. ✧・゚: *✧・゚:*
RATINGS — s , smut | f , fluff | a , angst | d , dark content
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⋆˙⟡♡ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒. ✧・゚: *✧・゚:*
none yet…
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⋆˙⟡♡ 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒. ✧・゚: *✧・゚:*
none yet…
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mistahjs-jester · 8 months
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Joker x Oc (Part 8)
I scream into the night after awakening to his voice. The dream was a blur of being captured and abused. The ropes burned on my wrists, his lips searing my skin and his eyes burning a hole in my soul. It was so damn real…
    Jonathon hurries into the room and finds me sweating and hyperventilating. He immediately gets to the bed and asks softly. "Would you like me to stay with you tonight?" 
    I stare at him and sigh. "If you would like." He examines me and finds I'm a bit passive. "You're suppressing emotions again." I don't say anything. He states. "You've worked so hard to feel things again, Sage." I nod silently. "Then why not take this as a learning experience? You need to feel what Joker made you feel properly. You have to process it to move forward." He says.  
     I look at him blankly. "Not really. I'd rather not deal with emotions."
    Jonathon exhales a breath and goes to take my hand, catching me off guard. He immediately decides against it and let's it go, recoiling. 
     I watch him carefully as he fights himself. He finally speaks again. "You really need some rest. Let's go back to bed. Therapy later." And with that he lies down next to me, a distance away on the king sized bed and goes to sleep, leaving me to stare at his form as he drifts off to sleep. 
     I decided to get up and do something so I went to go take a shower and put on some grey sweats and a simple black tank top then slipped on some ankle socks before putting on a pair of black and white converse. Taking my phone, I decide to go take a drive to the store to get some things. I put a black hood over my head and a black mask over my mouth and nose, making it seem like I'm sick. After anxiously getting behind the wheel of the vehicle I decide to drive to the old Gotham mart on the outskirts of Gotham near the Narrows. 
      Making it safely to the store, I decide to grab the things to make a lasagna along with breakfast foods and lunch, some wine and chocolate. I maneuver the aisles carefully and as I find some of the things I came for I remember I hadn't told Jonathon where I'm at yet so I decide to shoot him a call. Realizing it was only 5:30 in the morning I curse myself and decide against it, going for all the items I need. We were completely out of everything.
      After making it to the checkout counter unnoticed, I pile my items up and they get scanned one after another gently.
      My heart beats hard as the last item is scanned and I find the cashier is an old friend. I mask my voice, answering the droll questions he asks then finally I head out with my cart to the car without being noticed. 
     Sighing in relief after making it to the car I unload and quickly abandon the cart near the place where they belonged, not wanting to fool with it. I practically speed out of the parking lot and careen down the road until I make it back finally by 7:30 a.m. to a fully awake and absolutely concerned Jonathon Crane.
      Jonathon crosses his arms and looks at the bags in my hands. "You went SHOPPING and FORGOT to tell me in any WAY, SHAPE or FORM?!" His voice was cross and he watched as I wordlessly sat a bunch of bags down, going for more. "You're going to IGNORE ME?" I grab more bags, bring them in and look at Jonathon. "I just figure I get the things in THEN you yell at me for being careless." 
      He sighs loudly and helps me get things in then says loudly. "Something could have happened to you! Did you bloody think of that?! What if someone recognized you under that shitty disguise?!" I roll my eyes and smile under the mask. "It's not that shitty." 
       He glares at me before asking. "What did you get?" I answer lightly. "Lasagna makings, breakfast items and other items for lunch, etc. Oh! And some chocolate." He smiles a little before laughing. "Chocolate? You risked your life for chocolate." I laughed. "I guess I did. I got other things too though. Now we won't starve." He sighs. "I could have gotten one of my men to get you things to cook with."
       He was right but I felt trapped. I explain gently. "I felt confined. I needed to get out." He relents. "Fair enough. We have been staying in an awful lot."
      Relieved he agreed I made breakfast, we sat down quietly enjoying it. The monotony wasn't so bad with him.
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faerieboifics · 2 years
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💖HARLEY QUINN, JOKER AND OC💖 Part 5
Everything was starting to get blurry. How much have you had? You ask yourself. Enough probably, a voice seems to answer back but you don't mind it as you drain the last of your glass down.
Let's see here Joker Joker Joker Let's talk to him.
You blank out again blurrily and slide backwards. "Hey Joker!" The words slide out of your mouth unnaturally for you.
His head immediately turns to you shocked slightly at first then his mouth twitches into a satisfied smile. "Oh hello what is it you want my dear?" He asks. You boldly say impulsively. "You." And with that you climb across the table as if you were seemingly made of air and slide into his arms where he pushes you onto the table and gets close to your face.
"You're ah playing a dangerous game here. Yes?" His eyes twinkle with mischief as his nostrils flare while he looks you up and down then releases you.
You slouch into the table and look around in confusion. Oh my god. You'd come onto Joker!
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yuwigqi · 2 months
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HC an actual real forensic psychologist interviews Joker, and realizes he does not meet the legal requirements for being mentally unfit to stand trial (TRUE), and the jury finds he does not meet the requirements for criminal insanity (TRUE) and he is sentenced to death and just like actually successfully executed by Belle Reve Penitentiary.
Batman's official statement "I do not kill. However, I do not give formal statements in political issues, such as the death penalty. If Joker escapes, I will send him back to Belle Reve, regardless of whatever sentencing he receives. I am a Vanguard. I am not a New Jersey Apex Court Justice. Sentencing is outside my jurisdiction or personal interests. Thank you."
Orphan's statement is "I believe wholeheartedly in the sanctity of life. However, I am not opposed to euthanasia."
Red Hood gets hired as a literal Seasonal Summer Worker for Belle Reve, and stands guard.
Barbara Gordon gets hired as Belle Reve Archivist.
Duke Thomas speaks publicly about the Justice System's constant ignorance of the realities of Mental Illness, and the pathologization of acts of violence as mental illness, as well as how white men are frequently given passes for violence by the justice system.
The Joker is executed on April 1st. He is cremated, and his ashes are used in compost alongside goat and pig manure.
Dr. Harleen Quinzel is tried as well, and actually found criminally insane, and after 1 year in psychiatric hospital, and triweekly therapy, she has shown proof of improvement and rehabilitation, 2 years after that, her licensure is reinstated. Instead of going into patient practice, she does psychiatric research, and publishes several papers on the interactions of PTSD and psychotic disorders, as well as developing counseling treatments for domestic abuse and cult survivors.
"Jokes on You Day" becomes a national holiday.
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horsechestnut · 16 days
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There are so many Dick, Bruce, or Tim kills the Joker fics on AO3, meanwhile Barbara was the one talking about how The Joker should be the exception to the No Kill Rule years before Red Hood Jason even existed.
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koipalm · 2 months
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It's been difficult meeting Akechi’s eye lately. It's been more so meeting his own in the mirror every morning.
fanart for L'appel du vide by Xov
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ghostbsuter · 7 months
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Danny loved this dimension!
First, the yellow ring powered attacks, and now the fear gas! Jazz would have an aneurysm if she ever found out how high he's gotten in the past week alone.
Now, if only he could shake off these pesky green lanterns and the giant bat guy.
Haunting this dimension seems like promising bonding activity between him, Ember, Kitty, and Johnny!
He really should hunt down that yellow lantern guy, tho, that stuff was great quality.
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frijolebean · 7 months
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When your nemesis doesn't want your undivided attention anymore :(
This a scene in a fic on ao3 by @distort-opia called "falls the shadow"
it's a very serious scene full of confusion and sadness and angst but I kept laughing thinking about this man not handling rejection well
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the-witchhunter · 1 year
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DP x DC: Clown Car
Based off THIS
Danny, having gotten really into circus and clown history, culture, and craft, has decided to mess with the Joker. Not just because he’s a villain, but because he’s a shitty clown. And Danny is willing to out clown him to prove his point.
The Clown Car incident
No one knew what to expect when a small car drove up to the Joker in the middle of his dramatic villainous speech. By the look on the Joker’s face, he didn’t know what to expect either. 
The mysterious clown had been harassing him for a few weeks now. A foiled heist here, a botched plan there. So it wasn’t entirely unexpected for the clown to climb out of the car. What was unexpected was when another clown came out of the car talking to goofing with the first. Then another, and another. Soon a flood of clowns came pouring out, all in different costumes and slightly different shapes but with the same makeup. Some even had “construction” equipment, large rubber mallets, a wooden board carried between two, a bucket of whitewash. One after the other they came, until the Joker was lost amongst a sea of clowns, shouting and fuming, trying to be heard over the honking and shenanigans. 
Joker was pissed, but kept getting caught up in the various bits the clowns engaged in. He got wacked with the board, and managed to get flipped over it, the bucket of whitewash landed on his head. He kept getting tripped and moved about as if he was simply a part of the act. 
In the crowd, Tim Drake recorded the whole thing. A few minutes after it had started, the clowns had packed up and left in their tiny car with a disoriented and confused Joker facing Batman.
Tim sent the video to Dick and Jason, and the mystery clown gained two new fans that day
or
Danny used intangibility and duplication to pull of the clown car solo after spending two weeks making enough unique costumes for each duplicate. 
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Danny hits batman with the anti-creep stick
So dannys 19 and is taking astro engineering at gothem university
To save money he lives in the cheepest apartment he can find, its not like it going to kill him again
Danny was ok with the attempted break ins, he was ok with the broken AC, he was ok with the spam callers
What he wasent ok with is the fucking parcor wannabes who decided his roof is the best spot to be in
He gave up his sleep during his teen years he was NOT willing to do the same in his twentys
So after a month of the same assholes on his roof he decided to do something
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He wasent expecting a man in a purple suit that looks like Ronald McDonalds evil twin
Or a furrie with anger issues to be with him
Danny looked at them for a good minute before deciding he's seen weirder stuff in his fridge
He charged the fenton-anti-creep-stick and smacked the clown on the head
He dropped like a brick, the flowes in his hands dropping and giving a puff of some weird gass
He turned to the furrie and said
You two can flirt somewhere else just not here
He was polite, or tried to be at 2:37 in the morning, but the furrie said that he cant just intervein in a fight "itS DaNGErouS"
Danny looked him in the eyes said too bad furrie and bopped him with the anti-creep-stick
Danny was about to call the cops to come collect these two weirdos when he saw a tracking system on the furries arm, it showed that someone was going to come this way
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Jason saw alot of things in his life
He came back from the dead, faught crime in pixie boots,became a crime boss, tried to kill a clown and his brother on multiple occasions
But even he was at a loss
The joker was knocked out and on the ground
But so was batman
Just as he was about to call for backup when adoptee-to-be stepped out of the shadown hilding a stick taller than him and giving him the most dead stare
Collect the furrie and Ronald McDonald and keep them off the roof they can flirt somewhere else, if they ruin my sleep ONE more time they'll have a lot more to worrie about than the anti-creep-stick
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fishfission-dc · 1 year
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Batfamily Powerpoint Night! (Part 4: Jason)
<<Part 3: Tim    |    Part 5: Cass >>
[Masterlist]
Jason: Alright everyone get your hopes way down
Tim: I’m truly terrified of whatever you made for this
Dick: Let’s just be happy he participated!
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Dick: Okay yeah nevermind
Bruce: Jason. This is-
Jason: Let’s just be happy I participated
Steph: If I’m not your favorite I’m rioting
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Tim: Yeah this is the only right answer
Duke: He really does put up with way too much
Dick: Like childhood Bruce
Bruce: Hn. (in reluctant agreement)
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Cass: (signs) I love you too :)
Damian: Cassandra is undoubtedly a very skilled combatant.
Steph: A rare good opinion from Jason
Jason: This is why you’re higher on the hate list
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Duke: I am literally so honored, I would like to thank the Academy- 
Barbara: He called you “Nightlight”
Tim: And said your suit is ugly
Duke: I don’t even care. I’m too low on the hate list to care.
Dick: He said you’re going to snap?
Duke: I mean I don’t disagree
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Tim: I’M THE FOURTH BEST?
Jason: After some new information learned in the previous presentation, Timmy should probably be a lot higher on the list. 
Steph: Oh calm down Timbo you barely got “tolerable”
Tim: HE TRIED TO KILL ME AND HE STILL LIKES ME BETTER THAN THE REST OF YOU
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Barbara: Fair.
Dick: For the record, Jason, we are dating and I am not a cop anymore
Barbara: I still did date a cop though Dick he’s not wrong
Jason: See this is why she’s lower on the hate list than you
Barbara: You’re just scared to cross me
Jason: ...that too.
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Tim: AHAAHAH
Damian: THIS IS UNFAIR
Steph: HAHHHAHHA
Damian: I AM NOT DONE GROWING YET TODD
Jason: You’re still short
Dick: It’s okay Damian, Jason was even shorter when he was your age!
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Dick: ...crap.
Jason: Thank you for proving my point.
Tim: At least you’re not a cop anymore
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Bruce: You broke his nose, Jason
Jason: He deserved it 
Steph: ...wait a minute
Tim: (laughing, in realization) You mean... no
Steph: guys wait no-
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Steph: NO WAY AM I YOUR LEAST FAVORITE
Jason: THE F*@#%&$ YOGURT HAD MY NAME ON IT 
Steph: YOU CANT CALL DIBS ITS FIRST COME FIRST SERVE
[squabbling continues]
Dick: I’m surprised Bruce didn’t score the number one spot
Bruce: Hn. (in understanding)
Tim: I thought it’d be me honestly
Barbara: Oh come on, he loves all of us. He wouldn’t have come if he didn’t.
Cass: (signing) Agreed. I can go next?
<<Part 3: Tim    |    Part 5: Cass >>
[Masterlist]
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k4marina · 10 months
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too far in || j.r
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for that anon that requested this, i like the way you think. ;)
synopsis: just a snippet of your relationship with the joker
warnings: joker (bc he deserves his own warning), sexual/suggestive themes, angst ig, my spelling probably.
fem!reader x joker
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you really couldn't pinpoint when or how it started. it's almost as if he'd always been there; by your side in your bed. you knew it was wrong. having these.. relations with gothams most wanted was a sure way of having either gcpd on your front door or batman, and if the time came you hoped it was the former.
tonights no exception either. it's late, way past anyones bedtime. you're in your bed, sleeping after a long day of work when you felt the bed dip. something that always left you mesmerized was how he never made a sound. you'd only know he was there if he wanted it to be known, otherwise he would just blend into the shadows.
no words are exchanged, you don't need too. you both know what he wants and you have not problem giving it to him after all, you want it too.
he slips in you so easily like all the other times. his cut and callused hands sending shivers throughout your body, jagged nails gripping onto your flesh.
his hips are rutting into yours, leaving you breathless. depending on the time of night or on how much energy you both had it was either slow and somewhat meaningful or crude and animalistic, you just couldn't decide which one you'd prefer.
the only sounds he would make would be low groans and pants or the occasional dirty talk or instructions, never being one to make useless chit-chat, "that's it baby, right there," "what a filthy cunt, just taking my cock in" "imagine what people would say if they found out what we were doing."
you on the other hand were left hot and bothered. moaning whenever he'd hit that right spot, whimpering when his nails or sometimes teeth would clamp down on you, whining every time he'd finish and leave you empty.
when you wake up he's never there, but you know that he was by the smears of red and black grease paint on the pillow next to you. you'd push down the hurt you'd feel in your chest. it's okay. it's for the better. anything more or with him and your life is basically ruined.
but you knew, you were far too deep into him.
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mistahjs-jester · 8 months
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Joker x Oc (Part 7)
Joker queries menacingly "Forget to ah invite me to the party? Where is she, Johnny boy?"
      I try not to give away my position as I listen. "She doesn't want anything to do with you, Joker." Jonathon states calmly. "And you ah think you can just cure her? Make her have something to do with you?" Joker shoots back. Jonathon answers sternly. "I'm protecting her, unlike you." 
    I start to dissociate and before I know it I'm mixed with another alter who is causing me to come out of hiding with the gun behind my back. Joker notices immediately and takes in my demeanor. "Oh how I've missed you, Rose." Jonathon looks in shock and then his face smooths back out as he looks between Joker and 'Rose'. 
      Rose stays silent and so does Joker as they both step forward. Joker says in a fake sweet voice. "I uh love you Rose. Sweet sweet Rose. Remember the times we've had? The good old times?" Rose remains silent as he finally gets close enough and she takes the gun from behind herself, points it and fires 3 bullets into Joker who staggers backwards, holding his chest while giggling. "Good old Rose." He coughs up blood as he continues to fall to the ground seemingly in slow motion. I look in abject horror as his jagged breathing slows and I come to completely in control to meet Jonathon's eyes.  
      He notices the shift and asks quietly. "Sage?" My eyes tear up a bit in my overwhelmed state, shakily dropping the gun and watching as the Joker takes one last breath. Dead. He was finally dead and I…. Rose… did it. 
      I stand completely stiff and dissociated not saying a word. He was finally dead. He could never touch me again. 
     Everything went by in a whirl of emotions and I found myself soaking in a lavender bath drawn with candles around me, the smell of Chinese food in the other room. I realized to myself I was hungry but the bath was so calming so I relaxed until I couldn't bear the feeling of my prune like skin. 
      I get out and grab a towel, drying myself then heading for the bedroom. I change in a green and white striped long sleeved, baggy shirt with some leggings. I wanted to be comfortable. 
       I get to where the smell was coming from and Jonathon smiles at me sympathetically, portioning some food onto a plate for me then handing it to me. 
   The Joker's body had been moved and the spot he was at since cleaned leaving nothing but a memory of him in my mind. Good. I needed that. 
      Both Jonathon and I ate in silence as smooth jazz lowly played in the room. He gives me small smiles occasionally that don't quite reach his eyes before finally finishing his food and claiming he was off to bed. 
     I nod and wordlessly watch him leave. When he's gone I lie on the couch, turning on the TV and watching whatever movie was on without absorbing it. 
      Joker was dead. I kept repeating in my head. Joker was dead.
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faerieboifics · 2 years
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💖HARLEY QUINN, JOKER AND OC💖 Part 6
Joker and Harley study you as you try to regain yourself tipsily, sitting back into a chair. Joker begins talking again to Harley idly then looks at you every once in awhile for your reaction to his words. After awhile he says something directly to you. "-and you know you could come help toooooo." He practically sings which causes you to zone out.
You were further and further away, barely able to reach him as the words grew fuzzier. What was he saying? Something about a heist and splitting the money? You didn't know as you slowly drifted off into a deep sleep. "I'd love to." Is the last thing you hear as you drift out of consciousness.
"Hey mista jay, you think she'll be okay?" Harley asks silently. "Yeah, I do. Just a little nap being the host of the body and all." Harley looks at him oblivious. "Host?" He sighs. "Technically the sit in host for the true personality." Harley looks surprised. "Wait that's why she can't remember??? She been dissociatin'?" He nods silently as you watch.
You both give eye contact and look at Harley who waits. "You really thought I was her? Ugh. No. I'm me."
Joker grins sickeningly and laughs loudly. You find yourself laughing with him just as loudly as Harley watches the two of you. Harley interrupts. "So ya really are gonna stay right?" You scoff. "Course I am. Tom can kiss my ass. I've been waiting to get back at that fucker forever. Good chance to. That goodie twoshoes wouldnt."
Harley smiles. "I almost thought you forgot about me." You shake your head playfully then say in a childish voice. "Never."
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ky-landfill · 11 months
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Hello, was just wondering if you have any batfam fanfic recommendations? If not, that’s ok too! Have a good day :D
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