haiii this may sound a little odd but i really love batman: the telltale series. i relate to john doe so much its crazy haha. i was wondering if you could do a moodboard based on him! he's like... the joker but less scawy cus it's telltale hehe. you can ofc always say no!
Not weird at all!! I love all of the Jokers (I say, tucking my 1300+ joker card collection behind me) that I've read about or watched: I haven't played Telltale but boy is there a lot of John Doe in the fanfiction tags! Anyways, here's your boy!
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"bruuuuceee bruuceee :c"
"yes, john? what is it?"
"bruce is missin"
"but bruce is right here, john!"
*shaking his head* "noooo. wittle brucie."
"oooh. bruce plushie?"
*nodding*
*bruce smiles and pulls the plushie from behind his back* "you mean this?"
*instant smile and uncontrollable giggling and clapping* "bwucieee ebwucieeeeee bwucieee!!!"
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# Neutral Ground
# NAVIGATION
DC // Harley Quinn, The Joker, Batman // Agere, fluf
- Agere, short, healthy jarley, not canon compliant in any way, Cg!Joker, Cg!Bruce, Little!Harley
Ao3 // 432 words
DISCLAIMER !! This fic is not in anyway meant to glorify the abuse of Harley by Joker, we are victims of abuse ourselves. However, this fic is made with the comfort of our Harley fictive in mind. Do not try to convince her he's abusive or bad, this is not your space to do so, she knows her exomemories better than you do & is not someone you can headcanon.
"Papa..." Harley muttered, placing her hands on Bruce's knees.
He let out a small sigh and hooked his hands underneath her arms, easily picking her up and placing her on his lap.
He ran his fingers through her loose hair, not minding the complaint about getting her dyed tips mixed.
He placed his hands over her stomach when he heard Joker come back into the room. Harley swaying her legs off the edge of the couch and cooing at the sight.
"Dada!" She exclaimed happily when Joker crouched in front of her, flashing his big smile. One that wasn't terrobly disturbing for a change.
Bruce stared at The Joker - His arch enemy, or whatever - as he slipped socks and shoes onto Harley's feet.
He looked back down to Harley, who stared with big bug eyes as Joker tied her shoes. Their neutral ground, essentially, a very little Harley.
"Here." Joker muttered, handing Bruce two hair ties before focusing back on tying Harley's shoelaces.
Bruce hummed in acknowledgement as he started parting Harley's hair based on the two dyed colors. Gently moving them into two pigtails.
"I wan go out." Harley blew a raspberry, holding on to Joker's shoulders. He pat her ankle when he finished tying her shoelaces and looked up at her.
Bruce looked down at Joker, placing his hands back over Harley's stomach once he finished with her hair.
Realizing he was expected to answer, Joker smiled softly and cupped Harley's cheek. "We will doll, in a bit."
Harley whined and pouted, crossing her arms over her chest.
Joker reflected her pout and pinched her cheeks, which slowly but surely prompted a giggle from her.
"Same spot in the park?" Bruce questioned, watching Joker continue to poke the girl's cheeks.
Joker looked up at him and grinned, even now he'd never get used to his genuine smile being flashed at him. Nothing creepy or sadistic.
"As always, Batsy. Never get caught there. Imagine that.." He giggles. "Arch enemies.. getting caught together."
Bruce rolls his eyes, but cracks a small smile. "Terrible." He mutters.
Harley reaches out for Joker. Bruce lets her go as her arms wrap around the other his neck. Joker easily picks her up, holding her against him and gently bouncing her.
Harley coos and rests her head on Joker's shoulder. Giggling as she's bounced.
Bruce lets out a sigh as he stands up. Joker raises a brow and grins as he wanders to the door with Harley in his arms.
"To the park!" Joker exclaims with a laugh, making Harley coo in delight.
Bruce rolled his eyes.
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