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ledgerserious8 · 4 months
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One Look | Joker Ledger & Reader
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Warning : Don't copy my writing Don't steal my writing. All rights are reserved for my writing
Genre : Drama Obsession From First Sight
Summary : In The Prison Meeting The Joker..
Word count : 1.3k
You was with James Gordon he's your uncle and you was a young beautiful lady in your twenties you loved being helping Gotham it's was your dream in your childhood and your uncle James know you're a brave woman
You lived in Gotham city from one month your family was worried about you so you spent all your life in another cit
But now everything is different you're now in Gotham from one month and you never meet the joker or the batman
But you heard about them..a lot
Today in this afternoon he took you with him he was one of the few honest officers in the Gotham city police department he was doing his job perfectly
So he took you to..the prison
Your widen eyes was watching every side of the prison with opened mouth like a little child seeing a store of candy
Your uncle James noticed your shocked expression like a child making him smiling softly at you
You never expect to see the prison of Gotham to be that much darkness and depression for the prisoners
Stay away all of you - James screaming angrily at the prisoners making you waking up from your own little world
You never hear your uncle talking like that but you like it watching him taking control for justice from every criminal in Gotham
Only one of them was watching everything..with creepy stare
I don't want anything for your small boy don't you understand? - James screaming angrily at the prisoners
You keep silent watching your uncle James was talking with his teammates but you can feel someone was staring at you
Everyone can look at you...but not all of them in good way
He was smirking creepily his hands touching each other as keep staring at you like you're the only person in this prison
You looked back at him making him smirking more and his eyes was looking at you like giving you a massage
A massage you will understand
Was he planning to kill you or he get obsessed with your beauty
You was too foucs on him like you never heard your uncle James words you was staring at him so he does
Why he looking at me like that? - you said in your mind as keep looking at him
Suddenly your thoughts getting off when you heard the prisoners start clapping for your uncle James and his teammates
You didn't understand why because his looks made you into another world
You noticed him clapping creepily with the prisoners you was amazed by how he was different criminal
His Joker make up..different style clothes the way he sit and look and the scars on his cheeks making evil smile ear to ear
Come on y/n we need to go it's still dangerous to you to stay here longer - James explained calmly as his fingers took some of your hair off your face
But I- You was going to reject you was too curious to stay and find every secret about Gotham criminals
Darling enough - James replied calmly as keep looking at you hoping for good answer
You didn't find another choice so you let out a few signs before answering your uncle James Gordon
As you wish uncle - you replied calmly trying to be polite with your uncle
He smiled And put his hand on your back as the both of you turned around ready to leave the prison but a voice stopped the both of you
The Joker's Voice..
I hope we met again - he whispered creepily as looking at you
Excuse me? - James asked him confused as looking at him while still holding your arm
Not you..her - he replied coldly as keep looking at you
Her? - James asked again hope for honest answer
Only her - the joker whispered as staring into your eyes making you feel a lot of emotions
Confused..Scared but even Love
Me? - you whispered as keep looking at him your expression show you never expect him saying that especially to you
Come on darling let's go - James explained calmly and turned your back around as started walking away with you
You turned your head for one last time as the distance glowing between you and the prison but the joker still calm
Still smiling at you..
See you..soon - he whispered to himself he didn't know you heard him because you didn't say anything
He smiled to himself as noticed you disappeared with your uncle James avoiding his sharp eyes and expressions
Nobody noticed anything on the joker because nobody see the way his dark eyes shined a little bit when he see you
And without your knowledge
You will always be the first person who made his eyes getting shining like a white gem
even for a few seconds or from..
One Look..
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geekynerfherder · 6 months
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Showcasing art from some of my favourite artists, and those that have attracted my attention, in the field of visual arts, including vintage; pulp; pop culture; books and comics; concert posters; fantastical and imaginative realism; classical; contemporary; new contemporary; pop surrealism; conceptual and illustration.
The art of Olivia De Berardinis.
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wandalfnation · 11 months
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A Simple Favour
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Pairing: Bruce Wayne X Reader
Word Count: 1.5k+
Rating: PG
Summary: This is the story of a budding relationship between a man and a woman. A woman who owes a very dangerous man a very, very big favour. 
Warnings: Nothing so far!
Gotham city. One of the biggest cities in the world. Every second a million different things were happening. Both good and bad. You? You’re almost sprinting down the street as your hand is gripping your hat to keep it on your head. 
You surely look a mess, with your fly away hairs, the steady trickle of sweat running down your forehead and your mislaid clothes. Yet, the second you run into the cafe, his eyes light up. The corners of his mouth turn up into a smile as he stands up from the small table, waving you over. 
“I’m so sorry I’m late, Bruce. You know how hectic work can be.” You’re in the middle of hurriedly apologising when he places his hand on your shoulder. 
“Don’t worry, I wasn’t waiting long.” 
You let out a breath, taking a second to gather yourself as you sit in the seat he held out for you. Sitting back down, he pours you a glass of water. 
“Was it Richard again?”
“Yep,” your words sound more like a groan. “I don’t know what he has against me, it’s like he has a vendetta or something.”
Bruce chuckles, sipping at his own glass. The two of you had met around a year ago at a fundraiser. You’d been loitering around the buffet table when he walked in. You hadn’t been paying attention as everyone’s eyes were drawn to the door. You did, however, hear the murmurs going around the room. 
“Gosh, Bruce Wayne with another woman! Will he ever settle down?”
“Late, as always.”
“You know, I heard he’s going broke! Apparently he gives too much away to charity.”
You’d never seen The Bruce Wayne before but he wasn’t difficult to pick out from the crowd. What, with two Russian models hanging off his arms and a cocky, know it all, smirk plastered on his face, you would’ve recognised him from 100 miles away. 
You wish you could say he glanced into your eyes and you instantly knew he was not what he seemed. That he was putting on a playboy persona. But, he didn’t. In fact, he didn’t glance your way once, not even when he came over to grab something from the table. It was like you didn’t exist. 
Luckily for you, these gatherings had never been your thing. You’d come and stayed for an appropriate amount of time, so it was soon after that you were heading for the exit. 
Saying a quick goodbye to your coworkers, you left through the grand doors. Only, you were halfway down the grand steps when you realised you’d left your purse at the buffet. You resist the urge to smack yourself in the face, how could you be so forgetful?
Turning around, you were about to run up the steps when you ran directly into something. 
Well, someone. 
You felt your breath catch in your throat, as your eye trailed up the wide chest to the blue eyes staring down at you. 
Realising it was Bruce Wayne, you jump back and instantly start to apologise. Now was not the time to get on the bad side of Gotham’s most powerful man! 
“I’m so so sorry, I should’ve been looking where I was going. But I left my purse in there and was so caught up in my th-“
In your rushed words, you’d missed the twitching of Bruce’s lips. 
“Don’t worry, in all honesty it was my fault. I apologise.”
His words catch you off guard. Wasn’t he supposed to be some obnoxious prick? 
Blinking a few times, you direct your eyes down to your shoes. “I-It’s okay.”
There’s a moment of silence but for some reason, it doesn’t feel awkward. 
“So, I’ve been to a lot of these things and have never run into you before.” He says, stepping back slightly. 
“Ah yes, I actually moved here last week. I’m from New York but got the opportunity to come work here for Mr Dwight Halbert.” 
Bruce hums. “Well, I better be going but I hope you settle in well.”
You can’t stop the disappointment from flooding your chest. This is ridiculous, you’ve only just met the guy! So what if he had beautiful eyes? And the most sculptured body you’d ever seen? And a voice that felt like honey?
“Oh, okay. Have a good night Mister Wayne.” You shyly smile, looking away as he turns around and heads down the stairs. 
He just gets to the bottom when he faces you one last time. “I hope to be seeing more of you.”
His words, although simple, leave a smile on your face for days to come. At least you know how he gets all the European models. 
“Y’know, I could totally get him fired.” Bruce says, hiding his smile behind his mug. His words bring you back to the current time, the cafe, your tardiness. 
“If only I didn’t have a moral code.” You sigh, shaking your head. 
Bruce chuckles, handing you a menu. 
Your ‘lunch date’ went well, as usual. After meeting him at the fundraiser, you found yourself randomly bumping into him. Three bus stops, two trains and six aisles later. Places he usually never goes to, but you don’t need to know that. Soon after, he asked you to lunch. Casual, of course. 
You’d been meeting up on a weekly basis since. 
You both order your food and get to chatting. At this point, you feel like you know everything there is to know about Bruce Wayne. Yet, you feel like you’re only scraping the surface. Looking into those eyes, you just knew that there was something underneath. Something that very few people got to see. 
You’d be lying if you said you didn’t have a tintsy, tiny, crush on the man. What, with those eyes, muscles and big strong arms? He could be a male model. Then there’s the way his eyes crinkle up when he smiles at you. How he gently lays his hand on your back in a crowd, a tiny gesture of public intimacy that makes you feel warm and safe. The way your name rolls off his tongue, like it was made just for him to speak. 
Okay, maybe you’re totally whipped for him. 
You try to stop the tug on your heart as you realise the undeniable truth. He certainly doesn’t like you like that. He merely sees you as a close friend. I mean, after six months of casual lunch meets, he surely would’ve said something if he wanted something more. Right? (models lol)
Lunch comes to an end far too quickly and you’re left already yearning for the next chance you get to see him. Glancing into your handbag, you reach for your purse. That isn’t there. 
“Ah shit,” you sigh, closing your eyes in frustration. “I left my purse at work.”
“That’s okay,” Bruce smiles. “I’ll pay.”
You go to resist but he’s already standing up. “But that means you owe me a favour.”
You suck in a breath as you instantly picture that moment from all those years ago. The green hair, purple suit, manic laughter and the inarguable fear you felt. A shiver runs down your spine as your face drops. For a second, you go white as a sheet. However, you quickly recover. The moment finishes as soon as it starts, as you quickly lift your lips up into a smile. It’s so brief that any normal person would’ve missed it. But not Bruce. 
His eyebrows furrow in worry, as he’s struck off guard. He goes to comfort you when you suddenly stand from your seat.
“T-Thank you Bruce.” You stumble over your first few words but regain your composure swiftly. “I’ll shout lunch next time.” 
“Of course.” 
That’s another thing you like about Bruce. He never makes you feel like less when it comes to money (or anything, really). The first time you met for lunch he tried to pay on your behalf but you denied him, insisting that you were equals and therefore, you could pay for your own meal. He caught on quickly and has happily split the bill with you ever since. You often found yourself forgetting just how loaded he is. He never used his money in a bragging type way and if it weren’t for the expensive cars or luxurious suits, you wouldn’t even know he was the richest man in Gotham. 
After paying the bill, you and Bruce say your goodbye and head off in different directions. It was always bitter when you were forced to part ways but what else could you do? It’s not like you were his girlfriend. You couldn’t just meet him at Wayne Manor and spend the night together.
You’re pulled from your upsetting thoughts when you receive a phone call from an anonymous number. Letting out a quick sign, you pick the phone up and go to speak, when you hear it.
“Hello lovely.”
You’d recognise that voice anywhere.
Stopping your hand from shaking too much, you take in a breath, and try to calm yourself down.
“What? Cat got your tongue?” The question is followed by laughter. A laugh much too dramatic for such a simple joke. If it can even be called that.
“I do have the right number, don’t I?”
You feel a shiver with each syllable. 
“Yes.” You finally get your voice back and reply. “Are you finally using your favour, Joker?” 
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hhoneyribbons · 1 year
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Eye contact :: ledgerjoker! X female reader
WARNING :::
SMUT AHEAD!!!!
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A/N : I’ve not written in such a long time and i finally found the time to , so i hope you enjoy and this is rather messy and its my first smut so i hope you like eek okay please enjoy luv ya !!!
summary : joker had been so busy witch causing chaos in Gotham city so much that you and him haven't seen each other in almost two months,one night you come home from working only to see Ur porch light on and things take a turn for the best....
word count ::  1,545
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it's been two months since you've seen...touched and been with your madman, of course, you were more than worried... but you thought of yourself as crazy to be worried because the man lives for chaos ...but you still missed him and would bundle yourself up in one of his shirts and a blanket that smelt of him... the intense yet calming smell of grease paint and gun powder with a hint of liquor ...
your shift ended 5 minutes ago you pull your white coat on over ur black dress and pack up ur purse walking out to your car getting in and driving off home you turn on the car radio listing to a cd joker made for you, you looked at the dark night sky and feel a lump in ur throat thinking to yourself... " no no y/n don't cry he's okay, and just busy" you shake your head getting rid of the bad thoughts and continue to drive home
 20 minutes later
you get out of the car your cheeks turning pink from the cold November air as the wind blows hard you walk up the many steps to your apartment and your heart beats as you see the porch light on worrying if you left it on... you felt more than paranoid. you grab your keys from your purse to open the door but as soon as you put ur hand on it,
it slowly creaks open...  'what the...' you said to yourself and slowly step into the apartment walking down the hallway you stop in your tracks as you step into the living room...
His eyes watch you stop as if you were frozen in time.  his face bare with vulnerability no war paint to cover his exhaustion his body slouched in your loveseat chair his dirty blonde hair pushed back as he wears only a black dress shirt with the top buttons unbuttoned. your eyes never left his you were too much in shock that you were actually seeing him …
   it's like he was playing a wicked game with your mind ... his slightly tan skin that you only would ever dream to see and touch.  his red lips that would hold a proud mischievous grin now dark pink lips that were scarred.
your breath became uneven as you gently drop your bags next to your feet and slowly walked to him plopping down into his lap and pulling him into a tight hug almost whimpering out as his warmth surrounded your cold body    'j...it's really you, you softly spoke to him as his head came up and stroked the back of your head gently
 he licked his dark pink lips licking over his scars and lets out a deep breath as if he's been holding it
   'mm hi doll...' he said in a deeper voice instead of his normal clowny voice
your heart was racing miles as you held onto him tightly gripping his shirt as tight as you could
he hummed out enjoying your hold " it's been a while J I've missed you...so much " you said moving back to look up at his dark brown almost black eyes you both stayed in silence looking into each other's eyes trying to read each thought and emotion in one another ... the air slowly became heavier making it almost hard to breathe as then ur eyes slowly found jokers lip
   "mmhh~ I've missed you too baby doll.. m' just been so busy " he spoke out to you and bit his lip   as his eyes wandered over you " maybe too busy..mm? " he asked in question
you hummed in response as joker moved his hand to your knee rubbing up it slowly with his warm rough hand on your soft skin your body shivered as his hands moved up your dress rubbing your thigh and ass lovingly but his grip told otherwise his grip was tight making your body tremble in all the right ways, your eyes shut as you spoke breathlessly
  " y-your so wicked Joker..mm " you whimpered out  he slightly dug his nails into ur thigh he grinned
" you as well baby-mm"
  your eyes open as your hands move with a mind of their own your thumb finds his scared cheek rubbing over it his body tenses as he moves back slightly he released out a deep growl eyes flickering shut almost warning you..daring you to continue, " you're so beautiful " your eyes water as your mouth speaks your thoughts. without much thought, you sniffled as tears fell and leaned in kissimg him deeply
he responds back to the kiss faster than lighting, his hand gripping your neck and snarling into your mouth as his tongue pushes through your lips and you both fall into a messy makeout hands pulling clothes off his shirt on the floor as your dress and jacket is thrown somewhere in the living room.
your lips leaving one another as joker moves his kisses down to your neck " J-J ahh~nmm" you panted out as he sucked bruises onto ur neck  your hips slowly grind against his he growled out his hands hitting on your ass as you jump with a squeal    he moved his lips from your neck looking at you
" naughty naughty girl..mm" he looked at you darkly as his hands rubbed up your waist slowly moving to ur bra strap   you sucked in a breathe nervously as the bra was moved from your body you nipples stood hard at the cold air no matter your shyness joker kept eye contact with you grinning as your blushed face
   his hands moved to your breast cupping them up into his warm hands " so pretty doll-mm my pretty babydoll  " joker dirty talked as he started to bounce his knee against your pussy you gasped out holding onto his thigh and whimpering
" p-pleasemm.. please" you pleaded to him with soft doe eyes biting your lip he chuckled darkly at your pleading and licked over you hard nipple sucking on it grazing it with his teeth growling out you huffed in pleasure and you pulled at his dress pants " please.. please d-daddy I need you so bad mm joker" you whined out
 he smirked around your boob pulling off your nipple with a flick of his tongue" mm you sure know how to get a guy going doll~" he huffed out his breathing became uneven as well you lifted up off him to let him pull down his pants with his boxers  your eyes winded at his cock.  
his cock was hard and glistening with pre-cum your cold hand slowly moved to his cock grabbing as he hissed out clenching his jaw as you stroked his cock gently biting your lips joker watch you and pulled your pantie band making it snap against your skin you giggled as his patience was running out and lifted up once aging pulling your panties off.
  you slowly sat back down into the joker's lap, the joker grunt " ohh come to daddy mm~ how I've missed you" his hand finding your clit and rubbing it in rough but slow circles you blushed and grinded against his hand whimpering as he moved it away
only to rub his tip against your entrance slowly pushing his tip in you dug your nails into his arm throwing your head back as he pushes his cock in all the way into ur wet throbbing pussy " o-oh fuck j mm feels so good in ahh ~" you moaned out rolling your hips
 he held a grip of your ass in his hands grunting out and slapping your ass " mm ride my cock baby uhh.. be my good slut" he growled out as you started to bounce on his cock you moaned loudly arching your back and making your chest hit into his face as you rode his cock harder gripping onto his hair slightly and tugging it which led to the joker letting out an animalistic growl his hands gripped ur ass making you go faster on his cock and forcing his cock deeper hitting against your g-spot making you feel close to the edge
 you screamed out trembling as the joker bruised and teased ur nipples while his hips kept thrusting up into you " c-cumming mm I'm gonna cum please fuckk-mm" your head became hazy wanting to feel the pleasure of your climax  
joker groaned out almost being able to hear small whimpers from him " mm ughh cum doll agh fuck cum on my cock baby f-fuck ah y/n mm cum with me"
 your eyes rolled back as Joker's nail clawed down into ur thighs as you scratched marks into his you both cumming on and in each other with moans and groans. you fall limp into jokers lap your hips and his never stopped moving but slowed down
and you laid your head on jokers chest listing to his heart " mmm i would have come home earlier if I knew id get a treat"    
you giggled at jokers words and looked at him " oh only want in for the sex hm? player" he grinned " well it is a plus " you playfully smacked at his chest which landed you a small spank from the joker as you both smiled at each other and kissed together again...
the end...
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i-heart-slashers · 7 days
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ajokeformur-ray · 8 months
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I've been wondering about this, How would J react to falling in love with reader but reader only wants to stay friends, would he get mad and leave the reader or would he understand? Love your work feel free to ignore request 🩷🩷🩷
Haven't written for J for a long time so I hope you enjoy!! Thank you for requesting.🥺💖
J is very intelligent. When he plans a heist or something equally heinouss, he has plans, back up plans, contingency plans, contingency plans for his contingency plans... he's calculative, manipulative, and he knows what he's doing. If you think he doesn't, if you think he's acting purely on impulse, that's what he wants you to think... right up until he doesn't.
He's a dog chasing a car; he doesn't know what he would do if he finally caught one. Just like he didn't know what he was going to do when he realised he'd caught feelings for you, but he did know and he does know that he's not telling you unless he is very sure that his feelings are reciprocated.
For the most part, people are just pawns on the chess board to be moved from one position to another or taken off the board entirely. Their feelings are predictable, and people show who they really are when they're dying. To an extent - and it's a small one - J is quite selfless with his feelings for you, because unless he's as sure as shit is brown that you return his feelings, you're not going to even suspect that he loves you. It's selfless because it saves you from any potential guilt you could feel from not loving him back. But it's selfish because he's also doing it for himself - what you don't know won't make you uncomfortable and it won't make his life difficult.
So if he fell in love with you but he could tell that you didn't love him (body language, the way you treat him, your pulse when he's around, pupil dilation, conversations, and the like), then J just wouldn't tell you and he'd never treat you any differently. He might disappear for a day or two, to get himself in order, but when he comes back, it's as if he never left to bury his feelings for you so deep that he can tell himself he never felt anything for you at all.
But if he fell in love with you and you do return his feelings? Then J's lighting up Gotham's sky with the most obnoxious and expensive fireworks to literally spell it out to you. Grand gestures are what people appreciate, so it's just as well that he's a man of action and a man of his word!💖
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misfitgirlwrites · 21 days
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The Joker Masterlist
I feel like I have enough fics to make this its own separate post, and I'll add the link to the masterlist instead :)
Where else do I write?
Wattpad | Ao3 | Fanfic.net | Quotev
IMPORTANT LINKS
Writing Request Info | Commissions Info | General Masterlist
UPDATED 3/30/24
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CW Guide
🔞 | Smut
💀 | Gore
✨️ | Fluff
💔 | Angst
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THE JOKER (Heath Ledger)
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We'll Laugh Together Masterlist
Til' Death Do Us Part Masterlist (Sequel)
Overprotective!Joker x Reader ✨️
Mistletoe ✨️
Don't Tell Me You're Jealous 🔞
Joker Having A Crush On You/How Would He React ✨️
NSFW Alphabet 🔞
Rainbow Hair ✨️
100 Degree Adventures 🔞
Clumsy Bunny ✨️ | x reader ver.
Ace 💀 ✨️ | x reader ver.
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THE JOKER (Jared Leto) [I NO LONGER WRITE/TAKE REQUESTS FOR THIS CHARACTER]
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Late Night Inconveniences 💀 ✨️
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ARTHUR FLECK
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Arthur Fleck/Joker Having A Crush On You/How Would He React ✨️
NSFW Alphabet 🔞
Deep Breaths 💔 ✨️
Arthur with a Touchy-Feely S/O ✨️
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JEROME VALESKA
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Rain 💔 ✨️ | Ice Cream (Part 2) 💔 ✨️
Speeding Ginger ✨️
Cart Rides & Samples ✨️
Let's Rob A Bank! ✨️
New Year's Destruction ✨️
Jerome with a Cheerful S/O ✨️
Just Picture Them with Their Heads Blown Off! ✨️ | x reader ver.
Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better (Valeska Twins) Part 1 | Part 2 🔞
Until We Meet Again ✨️ | x reader ver.
One More Time 🔞
Height Exceedment ✨️
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JEREMIAH VALESKA
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Death By Pleasure 🔞
Pre-Spray Jeremiah Having A Crush On You/How Would He React ✨️
You're Mine (Post-Spray Jeremiah) 🔞
Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better (Valeska Twins) Part 1 | Part 2 🔞
Dream Blurb ✨️
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By now I've 100% put my focus on other fandoms, but any request for The Joker is welcome ALWAYS
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swanimagines · 6 months
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TDK (NOLAN'S BATMAN) TRILOGY AO3 SERIESES
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EVERYTHING FOR TDK TRILOGY
Bruce Wayne
Jonathan Crane
The Joker
(Any of the other characters don't have any requests written nor pending as for now, so I'm unable to have serieses for them as AO3 requires you to have at least one oneshot written to be able to add it to a series, and I can't promise serieses for characters who don't have requests pending/I have no ideas of my own for them)
For anyone who's concerned, THESE ARE NOT ONESHOT COLLECTIONS, they are made using AO3's "series" feature.
If you want to be informed about new fics for TDK or its individual characters, create an AO3 account and subscribe or bookmark any of those serieses listed above. There are buttons at the top right corner for those, or on top on mobile. I do not do Tumblr taglists anymore.
Also, if you're wondering, requests are ALWAYS open and you're welcome to leave one or multiple. Just remember to read my rules and pick a request type from this list.
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Becoming Mrs. Wayne [The Dark Knight] Thirteen
Pairing: Christian Bale!Bruce Wayne x OC
Summary: Demetria Gallagher knew her cozy life would change the second she became engaged to Bruce Wayne. But what she doesn’t know is she’s getting more than what she agreed to. (I am trash at summaries.)
Warnings: Panic attack symptoms. Angst. Everyone’s fucked up. Well, almost everyone.
Taglist: dragonballluver, disgraceful-marvel-trash, barikawho, claudiahxrdy , @christianbalefanatic, @librarianafterdark​,  @rosegxoxo​, @lilizia​, @t0uch-starved-h0e​, @barikawho​
Author’s Note: I apologize for the long wait. 
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Never in a million years did Demetria ever think she would wind up in this situation.
She stared at the suitcase, rubbing her chest and silently begging her body to give her a break tonight. She cursed herself for not locking Bruce out of his own room and instead choosing one of the guest rooms. 
A million different scenarios played in her head. All contained the same concerns, Bruce, her mom and brother’s safety, and her own safety. 
He should’ve ran after her and promised her everything was ok even though she knew it wouldn’t be. But he didn’t. He left her and her overwhelmed state to fend for themselves. 
“Care for some company?” 
Demetria turned her head to see Rachel poking her head in, a sympathetic smile on her face. She nodded her head as the brunette closed the door behind her. 
“What’s on your mind?” she asked.
Demetria snorted. “That’s a loaded question.”
“I’ve got all night.” She eyed the suitcase. “I don’t know your timeline though.” 
“A moment of weakness. No matter how many times I try, I can’t seem to go through with it.” She glanced up at Rachel. “You’re the sane one in this situation. What should I do?” 
Rachel cracked a tiny smile. “What do you want to do?” 
“I want him to realize he’s not doing anyone any favors by revealing himself, but you and I both know he’s not going to listen either one of us.” 
“He’s stubborn that way.” 
Demetria eyed her engagement ring, twisting it. “Makes me question a lot of things.” 
“Such as?” 
Tears began to pool in Demetria’s eyes as she realized what it was she was about to say. It was the question that plagued her mind throughout their relationship and into their engagement, but had continuously pushed back as far as she could. 
“Why ask me to marry him?” she finally said. 
Rachel folded her arms across her chest. “There’s something you need to know. Long before you came, Bruce wanted him and I to be together.”
Demetria couldn’t move. A calm confession had managed to knock the absolute shit out of her.
“I told him I couldn’t because of Batman, but that when the city no longer needed him that maybe we could,” Rachel continued. 
Demetria blinked and somewhere in the silence that fell between the two women, realized it was her turn to say something and that Rachel had been waiting on baited breath for some sort of reaction. 
So, she started with a deep breath. “Wow, ok. This…explains a lot.” She glanced up. “I’m not mad. Not that I would have any right to be. I just…I’m processing a lot of information right now and I...” 
Maybe this why Bruce went after her. She was Harvey’s best friend and he must’ve assumed something romantic was going on. Maybe that was why he went to lengths to keep their relationship quiet. Maybe he wanted to show-
“Its been over since he met you,” Rachel said. “After that lunch, he asked me about you. I told him you were off limits. I said that if he messed with you, Harvey would ruin him. That’s how he figured out you were at Harvey’s fundraiser. He came for you.” 
She ran her hand through her hair. “How do I not know he wasn’t with me to try to-.” 
“I told him I was in love with Harvey and that nothing was gonna change my mind and that if that was a problem, he needed to deal with it alone without hurting you.” She paused, smiling a bit. “Then he said he was outside your apartment, making sure you were ok. I realized he took time out of his Batman patrol to check in on you. He also said that if I ever hurt you he’d let me kill him myself.” 
A tiny smile played out on Demetria’s lips. “Time to make good on your promise then,” she said, motioning to the door. 
“He loves you so much that losing you scares him an when he’s scared, he pushes away,” Rachel assured. “He knows you can do better. But I know you’re exactly what he needs.” 
Demetria opened her mouth when Rachel cut her off again. “If he goes through with it, I will take care of you and your family’s protection. I know a lot of people who owe me favors. Just promise me you won’t leave him. You’re his one hope for a normal life.” 
Demetria shut her eyes, letting the tears fall. “Ok.” 
Rachel put a gentle hand on Demetria’s forearm. “Go to him, ok?” 
She went to leave when Demetria said, “Rachel?”
The brunette turned to see Demetria smiling at her. “Thank you.” She wrapped her arms around her. “If Harvey hurts you, just know I’ll murder him.” 
Rachel laughed. “I’ll hold to you it.” 
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After wiping her tears, Demetria made her way to their bedroom where Bruce stood, looking out the window. 
The sound of the door closing behind her grabbed his attention. He turned to her, their eyes meeting for a moment before she made her way to her nightstand. 
Her throat started locking in when she grabbed her medicine and opened the cap. She popped the pill in her mouth and made her way to the bathroom, filling up a crystal glass with water from the sink and then taking a large sip. 
Setting the glass back down, she closed the bathroom door and went back to her nightstand where she pulled out her notebook and a pen. 
“Ok, I need you to tell me what areas need to be cleared out in this apartment so Alfred and I can take care of it,” she said. 
Bruce just stared at her. Demetria exhaled softly. “Babe, we have so many goddamn rooms and only so little time so please, for once tonight, help me out here.” 
“What’re you doing?” he asked. 
“What does it look like I’m doing?” She looked down at the notebook. “Ok, so guest room four is clear. I know that after-.” 
Bruce then took the notebook and pen from her, throwing it off to the side. He gently grabbed her forearms. “I need you to leave in the morning.” 
“Bruce-.” 
“I don’t want you here while this goes down.” 
She tilted her head, glaring at him. “So now I’m being considered?” 
His face softened. “What?”
“Why didn’t you consider me in this decision?”
“I told you I did.”
“Don’t lie to me. Why didn’t you consider me in this decision?”
“Demetria…”
“You considered what you were gonna do with me. What you didn’t consider is how this would impact me.”
“Rachel knows people who are gonna protect you.”
“Lawyers can protect in a court. What about outside of that?”
She took another step. “What about my mom and my brother? You don’t think people are gonna come after them?”
The silence was deafening.
“There are a lot of people who want to kill you for what you’ve done,” she went on. “A handful of those people think that killing you won’t be enough and that’s when they’ll come after everyone associated with you.”
“You don’t think I didn’t think about that?” Bruce retorted. “You don’t think that haunts me?” 
“I don’t because you won’t talk to me!” she told him. “You just keep pushing me away.”
She wiped the tears away. “You want to make this easy on me? Tell me you don’t love me. Say it and I’ll go. I’ll leave and when I’m asked why, I’ll tell them you said it.” 
Bruce’s blank expression made her wonder if he was contemplating. She pulled her lips back, nodding her head. “Go ahead. Say it. Say it.”
Bruce took a step forward to her. She didn’t move. “Say it, Bruce.” 
He held her face in his hands as she closed her eyes, mentally preparing herself to lose him, her whole heart. The world, the future she had romanticized because of him, ready to leave in flash. 
“I love you, Demetria.” 
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ledgerserious8 · 3 months
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Help To See Love | Bruce Wayne (Bale) & Reader
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Warning : Don't copy my writing Don't steal my writing. All rights are reserved for my writing
Genre : Drama And Flutter
Summary : Your Bat having trust issues
Word count : 1.6k
As you was the girlfriend of the famous billionaire Bruce Wayne your life was different and let the media put their eyes on you..they had always tried to see how your relationship with your boyfriend Bruce
Your boyfriend Bruce had been with few womans before you but they all wanted his money and never loved him for who he is
He was having trust issues even when he loved you more then anything else in this darkness world
There's someone take advantage of that thing and it's was...the joker
You never thought one day your Bruce your batman the smartest guy into your life
Will choose to believed his enemy..
After a malicious plan by the Joker Bruce was arguing with you in the Wayne manor and for the first time he fell into the Joker's game as if he had been brainwashed
He knew that yelling at you was pointless, and a part of him was ashamed that he had lost control. But after all the reason was Logical
You have." - Bruce spoke softly, his voice was sadder. - "To go away and never come back
His tears started falling as feeling betrayed but still trying to control his emotions
"Bruce are you serious? Stop shut me away from you you know he was lying" - you explained angrily and just hoping for him to see your side of this story
Bruce sighed deeply and looked at you, still unable to come to terms with what had just happened
"He told me you never cared about me, that you hated me, that you want my money, and that you thought I was a fool." - He whispered softly as turned around and give you his back
Your eyes widen After his words as Bruce's eyes filled with tears even more, thinking about them just broke his heart more
You just walked towards him slowly and wrapped your arms around him tightly trying to make him comfortable
As you did that, Bruce's tears dropped one by one
"But I don't know anymore, baby," - he said with a cracking voice, - "I just don't know anymore."
He was so sad after what he heard and what he believed that his heart was filled with so much doubt that he could no longer tell what was true and what was not.
Was it you? Or the clown..
But your touch and voice were able to alleviate those worries for a moment, for a moment until another idea crossed his mind
He just give a sigh out and turned around and face you, you felt his hands cupped your face and looked into your eyes
"Do you love me as much as I love you, Y/n? - he whispered as keep looking at you - "How can I truly trust you again?"
It was evident that his heart was not yet convinced that his trust in you was regained
"I promised you to love you forever" you whispered reminded him of your promise for him to never leave
"Say you love me, say it with all your heart and soul" he whispered softly - "Make me feel the love you have for me."
You felt your heart get melt because Bruce said it so calmly, but the tears in his eyes were still there, his mind was still flooded with doubt
He wasn't sure that he can believe you completely Even though he was already melting with your words about your promise for him
You know Bruce was a strong man but when it's come to his trust on his lover he just becomes so vulnerable and need someone to take his doubts away
Not just words but..actions to prove too so you decided to put your love for him in another language
As your lips touched his, a strange sensation went through Bruce's whole body bit was hard for him to put words on it
He knew what he felt, he knew that it was the love from your words and your kiss But he also felt something special, something unique, something that only he and you could understand.
He felt the love the both of you had for each other and it's made him so calm
"You love me," - he mumbled as he kept moving his lips along yours, - "You do love me, you truly love me."
"I do but don't believe him" - you whispered as looking into his eyes - "remember who you are my bat,"
He didn't want to get away from your kisses, he let you kiss his eyes and his forehead As your lips touched his face, he felt your love coming out with every single kiss on every inch of his face
"I promise but please Say it once more," - he whispered at her, - "Say that you love me, one more time and I will be happy forever."
"I'm so fucking in love with you" you whispered against his lips made him put a grin on his cheeks
As your lips touched his again, you and him were in heaven again
Bruce wanted nothing more than to kiss your lips for the rest of time He had never felt this way with anyone before He didn't want to let go of the moment the both of you experienced together
"I love you," - he said once again with all his love, - "I will always love you."
The both of you were the best for each other, the both of you were suit each other so much you understand him and he does
You know his past relationships that's why you always try to be better and different lover for him..you will always try
Even if he need from you a...
Help To See Love
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into-crazy · 2 years
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short girl problems
Ledger!Joker x Reader
Here are some random headcanons about J with a shorter s/o. When I say short, I'm thinking probably anything below 5'4" since I am an inch below that and I think that's pretty short. But you can go off of what you want, since J is like a solid 6'0"
Warnings- J being an ass but otherwise none, it's mostly fun and fluff
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When you drive, J always laughs at how far up you push the driver seat to reach the pedals.
At home, he will occasionally catch you practically having to jump into the washer(top loader) to grab the clothes. He finds it amusing every time. Sometimes he'll even come up behind and scare you or give you a little butt smack.
You have to stand on your tiptoes all the time in order to get something off of a high shelf or from a cabinet. Yet there are occasions were you still can't reach certain items so you'll have to resort to calling J to get it for you. He's once caught you climbing up onto the countertop to get a salad bowl from the cupboard and NEVER AGAIN were you allowed to do that.
Then when J does grab things for you, he'll hold them up from your reach so you still can't get them. It never fails to make him chuckle watching you grow frustrated and trying to jump for them.
"Come on J, that's not fair. Give it here!"
"You'll have to try harder than that if ya really want it doll.. Uh, almost had it! Try again."
A QUICK PRO- You are easily a lot quieter and sneakier. So you have an advantage for wanting to give J a little jump surprise when you're up for it. Just be expected to deal with the chase that comes right after.
When J has something in his hands that he wants to show you, you have to kind of raise yourself up a bit higher to get a better peak. He just forgets to take into account how small you are sometimes and he'll find it cute how you have to do that. He'd never admit it though.
ANOTHER PRO- You can be a lot quicker, so it's easy for you to slip out of his reach or duck and dodge him when he's playfully chasing you around.
Wearing heels or platforms and still being shorter than J. You only want to feel taller sometimes and his height will continue to mock you for trying. Heck, he'll be the one to laugh and say it's adorable how much you try. And he'll say it mockingly too.
"Aw, does my little bunny wanna be taller? How adorable."
"Shut up J.."
ANOTHER PRO BABY- Hugs from J feel very warm and comforting. He's so big and his arms wrap entirely around you, giving you that much needed security. Let's not even get started on the cuddles, because oh boy.. two words- the best!
It's a lot easier for J to move and adjust you, whether you like it or not.
Play fights and wrestling is something you and J tend to do together. However you always lose almost instantly because you're at a disadvantage.
He gives you condescending head pats, usually when you’re mad or such. Which you have to remind him that you're not a child. In turn, he’ll laugh at your pout and say that you can act like one.
PROS EVERYWHERE- But J also gives you the best head pats. Say when you've made him happy or if you really needed it. He'll be there to provide them for you. They feel really nice during those times.
I added some pros in there as well because it's not always about the problems😆 Anyways I hope that you guys enjoyed, I had fun writing them!!
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jslittlebirdie · 2 years
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Take My Hands
Pairing: Soft!Ledger!Joker x Reader
Summary: You are tired, stressed and exhausted. But J gives you comfort by letting you hold his hands.
Word count: 1,213
Genre: fluffy comfort / self-insert
Warnings: none
Notes: I'm back with my way too soft characterization. But that's what I need right now. Because this is a self-insert and exactly what I would like to do with J. I'm longing for a break and a bit of softness. I hope this little fic brings some joy and comfort to others as well. Unedited.
Taglist: @ajokeformur-ray @sacredempressnatlyia @rommies
Another long and stressful day is slowly coming to an end. As Gotham City is slowly engulfed by the darkness of the night, you and J are sitting together on the sofa in your living room. Your back flat against his broad chest while he has both arms wrapped tightly around you, his leather clad hands resting in your lap. Your body shakes from exhaustion as you press a little closer to him to feel as much of him as possible. If you could, you would probably crawl under his skin so that he could envelop you completely and you would be safe from this cruel and overwhelming world. Only the warmth and safety of your beloved clown around you. Kind of ironic that you feel that way with him, considering who he is and how he acts when he isn't with you. But to you, he's so much more than just Gotham's most feared criminal. He's your love, your home. A small barely audible sob escapes your lips. And of course, J notices your attitude, he shushes you softly, whispering sweet nothings into your ear, and places a tender kiss on your temple. Something that immediately makes you melt. Oh, how much you love him.
You lazily turn your head and watch him for a while. His dark rimmed eyes are fixed on the TV and you see the corner of his mouth twitching upwards every now and then into a sly smirk as the reporter talks about his latest crimes. Normally, you would have asked him about his day and joyfully listened to everything he had to say. You love to listen to his wonderful gravelly voice, especially when he was full of excitement talking about his ideas. His giggles and cackles. The way he changes his voice when he makes fun of his henchmen. But you are tired. So tired…
You shift a little, your head resting against his shoulder, and bring your hands forward to meet his. You slowly and reverently trace the stitchings of his purple gloves. Even through the leather, you can feel the warmth radiating from him. In some places the material is already scuffed, dirt and stains of the day's work. But you find them incredibly pretty and if they weren't much too big, you would have stolen them long ago. Like his shirt. When you told him once, he replied that he will just hide them on a high shelf so that you can't reach them. That's how small you are. You can still hear him chuckling at his own joke.
You play with the hem of his gloves where leather stops and his wrists are exposed. Fingers move and you carefully tamper with the buckle that holds the garment in place. For a brief moment, your eyes meet as J notices what you're doing. You smile at him, heat rising in your cheeks, and he gives you one of his beautiful grins. He knows how much you love to do all this. Even if he doesn't quite understand what's so special about it. But somehow he likes it and he secretly basks in the tenderness you give him. A low hum of appreciation rumbles in his chest, so you continue, first freeing one hand and then the other.
And his hands are large. Especially compared to yours. Hands that are skillful and work with deadly precision. Hands that can destroy and take lives so easily. But also hands that are always gentle with you. You can feel the ghost of his touch on your body and you sigh softly. His touches make you feel safe, comfortable and loved. You trust him. Again, something that sounds incredibly ironic, but it's true. You know he's not going to hurt you. He decided against it a long time ago. Instead, he decided to stay with you and allow you to slowly sneak into his heart. Yes, that's exactly what you do. Every time you are together like this, you sneak a little more into his heart. To the point that every now and then he catches himself longing for you when he's out for his business. Not that he would ever admit that.
Your fingertips move over his veins that stand out so delicately until you reach the first knuckles of his fingers. His nails probably need to be clipped again soon, but there will be time for that later. You let out a breathy giggle and shake your head as you think of his reaction, how he would roll his eyes and groan dramatically. Then you turn his hands so that you can touch his palms and trace the fine lines. His skin is rough and calloused, but soft at the same time. Remnants of paint on his slender fingers, from when he put the makeup on his pretty face. If it were up to you, he wouldn't need to hide behind it. Scars or not. They are a part of him and you love all parts of him equally. To you, he's the most beautiful and handsome man, nothing can and will ever change that.
When you think you worshipped this part of his hands enough, you turn them over again. Here too, you see various small pale scars his past and job have left on his skin. Cuts, burns and even something that looks like an old gunshot wound. Your heart hurts... Sometimes it hurts so badly that you secretly wish he would cut it out and keep it. Of course, you are speaking only metaphorically. But your silly heart belongs to him and him alone. Your urge to love on him only gets stronger. You want to kiss each of his knuckles separately, every inch of his skin. So you decide to put your thoughts into action. You bring his right hand to your lips and kiss it. You pepper small, soft kisses on the entire back of his hand and pay extra attention to the marks. A cheesy thought pops into your head. - If I could, I would kiss away all his scars and bad memories. - A single tear rolls down your cheek and you quickly wipe it away, hoping he didn't notice. You're sure he doesn't like knowing how many tears you're shedding over him. But you can't help it.
You hear J sigh. Again, beautiful dark and chocolate brown eyes look at you. And if you didn't know him so well, you would miss that something soft is swirling in them. But you do know him well enough and so you get to read all the little signs of his love language. Right now you understand him very clearly. He makes you feel so content, calm and happy that you only get sleepier and you yawn. Your eyes become heavier and heavier with each passing second.
"Aww, seems like someone needs to sleep, hm?" J chuckles with mock sympathy and wraps his arms around you again. "It's fine, toots. Just rest for me, okay?" - You're safe, I'm not going anywhere. - Another tender kiss on your temple. - I love you, Y/N.
Finally, you close your eyes and let your tiredness get the better of you. But not without intertwining your fingers and giving them a gentle squeeze. You smile and whisper, "I love you too, J… Thank you."
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New / old picture of BTS the dark knight ( 2008 )
P.s. I found these on my Pinterest and have never seen them🫶🏻
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Ledger!Joker/Jack Napier Masterlist
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F=fluff, A=angst, (18+)=smut/nsfw
One Shots:
Broken Pieces (F, A)
‣Summary: You’re burnt-out and overwhelmed and you’ve finally hit a wall. Now, all you can seem to do is fall apart. Good thing you have a special clown who knows just how to put you back together!
Try (A)
‣Summary: J finally comes face-to-face with the pain you’ve been carrying alone all this time and tries to help you bear the weight of it. (TW: SH)
Series:
Prompts:
Headcanons:
Getting Ready With J (F)
Drabbles:
J Needs You to Need Him (F)
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"The Final Joke"
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