#joker game fanfic

[cheatingtime]

you wanna know how i got this scar.... ?

The Dark Knight: Bully Edition (by @fear3loathing)

[d4rk-x-w0lf-17]

remember that time where everyone joked they were mother and son

[necrotic-nephilim]

For the ask game, Jason/Tim where the Pit makes Jason possessive rather than mad and so he imprints on Tim as being his and needing to take him and make him fully his, turn Tim into Jason's own creature? I think that could be a cool idea, since the Pit has different effects on different people.

for the ask game!

oooh, i love explorations of what the Pit does to the psyche, especially if it falls outside of the typical Pit Madness schtick. here's how i would try and write that

so what i think is fun about Jason and the Pit is, he wasn't *dead* when he got dunked, he was just mentally catatonic. dunking him in the Pit was a gamble on Talia's part and Ra's even points out in Red Hood: Lost Days it may not work. so to have it work but just... wire Jason *differently* is a lot of fun to me. i like the idea of Jason being a bit aimless after the Pit. he's got his wits to him but it's still the "came back wrong" vibes. and when Talia shows him the pictures of Tim as Robin, trying to show him that Bruce replaced him, it has the opposite effect. Jason's wires are crossed in all sorts of directions and all he can think of is he won't let what happened to him happen to another kid. so he spirals, looking into Tim and getting more and more obsessed. what starts as a genuine concern for Tim's safety becomes a possessive imprinting. Tim becoming Jason's purpose.

one of the defining things about Jason's feelings on Tim, in canon, is feeling like Tim is being held back by his loyalty to Bruce. so, i don't know how literal you meant creature, but i'm taking it balls to the walls bc i like fucked up monster vibes. the *how* is the fun part of it. it's easy for Jason to corner Tim, kidnap him. but how does Jason decide to corrupt Tim? i know the Court of Owls is a New-52 thing and i'm going off of pre-Flashpointt, but, i think it'd be fun to steal it. just because well. i really fucking like Talons. and Jason making Tim a Talon would be a twofold thing- for one, it protects Tim. it's a lot harder to kill a Talon than a person. and for two, it makes Tim easier to control. i think Tim would fight it hard, but the Talon programming combined with Jason's fierce protectiveness would snap him pretty easily.

Jason would be smart about it. he'd keep Tim locked up for at least a few months. because if Robin goes missing, then the calvary is going to start looking for him. Batman, Nightwing, Batgirl, Oracle, Huntress, the Titans, everyone. and Jason knows even if he puts a mask on Tim, he needs to wait. needs to let the smoke blow over. so for months, it's just Jason and Tim somewhere underground where no one can find them. that's where the bulk of their bonding comes in. because i do think Jason would want Tim to *genuinely* like him outside of just monsterous programming. Jason would work to earn that trust, even if it's through manipulation. tbh i think he'd lie to Tim, either gaslighting Tim about his loved ones not looking for him, or straight up tell Tim he's imagining having been Robin. anything that deconstructs Tim's idea of a support system outside of Jason. Jason is Tim's savior, in his eyes, and he'd want Tim to believe that too. that Jason had to protect Tim, from the Bat. very fucked up vibes.

once Jason's sure it's safe, he'd slowly start making his presence known as Red Hood, with Tim by his side. Jason would still want to do the whole Red Hood thing, but now, he has the ability to taunt Bruce about Tim. it'd be a fun mind game for Jason, telling Bruce that he lost *another* Robin. (three, if you count Steph) meanwhile, Jason gets to go home to Tim the whole time. it's a fun game to him, while also making him preen that he's protecting what he believes belongs to him.

eventually, the truth would come out. but by then, Tim's too deep in Jason's pocket to listen to anyone, even Dick. he'd lash out at anyone claiming Jason is manipulating him, and he'd be Jason's perfect little partner. very fucked up ending where Jason and Tim are "happy" together, but in the most fucked up way. i'd give Tim a new codename, something like Shrike because that sounds fun and pointy. they'd almost be a Batman and Robin parallel/foil, in a way.

also, just as a bonus alternative: another route i think you could take this idea is playing with Joker Junior. like, Jason imprinting on Tim *just* as Joker kidnaps Tim. so that's what sets Jason's plans into action, he was going to wait for the perfect moment but now, Tim is missing and Jason will be *damned* if someone gets to Tim first. and since Jason has well. firsthand experience with the Joker, he's able to find Tim first and since Tim is so mentally shattered at this point, it makes him easy to manipulate. easy to get him to traumabond onto the person who saved him and even once he's mentally recovered, he's so attached to Jason he wouldn't want to leave Jason. and maybe Jason would use Lazarus Resin or something similar to make Tim more creature-like, and even get Tim to agree to it, under the guise of it helping protect Tim. this route could be fun bc it plays more with just how "consensual" it is for Tim and how much he really has his wits about him, choosing Jason after being brainwashed.

[trixie-in-wonderland]

To celebrate the release of my Mysterious Joker × Twisted Wonderland fan fiction story, Miracle Maker In Twisted Wonderland, I decided to make this tag/drawing challenge where artists draw their TWST OCs or Yuu/MC character(s) as Phantom Thieves!

These drawings will be in the form of character cards. Here are the background pictures for the R and SR cards (if you want to draw your character as an SSR card, then you can draw your own background for it)

R: SR:

Challenge Rules 👇

There is no need to have any knowledge of the Mysterious Joker fandom to do this challenge.

Please reblog this post if you are doing the challenge (you don't have to tag anyone)

When you post your drawing, please add a link to this post and add the tag "Gathering Of TWST Phantom Thieves Challenge"

Your characters' outfits must be based on other phantom thieves (or regular thieves) outfits. But the character you based your outfit on don't have to be from Mysterious Joker (for example: Kaito Kid from Magic Kaitou 1412, or Sampo Koski from Honkai Star Rail)

Here are some phantom thief outfit examples from Mysterious Joker:

The outfits color scheme must be the same as your OC's dorm color scheme. But if you're doing a Yuu/MC character, then you can do whatever color scheme you want.

You may give your character a mask or monocle to wear on their face.

You can draw more than one character for this challenge. But please post them separately.

If your Yuu/MC character(s) are from different fandoms, you are still allowed to do a drawing of them.

You are allowed to make a drawing of canon TWST characters for this challenge.

You are allowed to draw groovy versions of your cards.

Do not draw someone else's OC or Yuu/MC character(s)! Not unless you get permission or they commission you. If you are commissioned or given permission, please tag the owner of the OC or Yuu/MC character(s).

Do not add gore, blood, or nudity to your drawings.

Artists who are tagged don't have to do this challenge.

Do not tag an artist who has already been tagged.

Tagging: @oya-oya-okay , @bunnwich , @tickledpink31 , @cheekinpermission , @cozymochi , @ashipiko , & @cheerleaderman

[icespur]

Screenshots from this youtube video:

Apparently the P.Ts were meant to comment on the DLC outfits you put them in. Lines for Joker wearing them, and lines for wearing them themselves.

This was going to be Akechi's comment for wearing the butler outfit (I'm kinda bummed the men automatically get put in Butler outfits. gender equality, the maid outfits do not discriminate!)

I thought fellow Akeshu/ShuAke fans would enjoy this and I haven't seen this talked about enough.

"If you were a women, I'd call you "princess".... But I suppose in this case, I'll call you "Master"" - Goro Akechi

[thegengarprincess]

“I always thought you looked beautiful in white..&🤍

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Pairing; (🐶🫶🐱) Jure Maček x Bojan Cvjetićanin

Warning; RPF AS ALWAYS! don’t like, don’t ✨read✨! That is all ;3. (⚠️)

Tags; (👗🚬) cross dressing/ mild angst with a happy ending/ misunderstandings/ dialogue light until paragraph 5 cuz author’s has a terminal case of ✨over explainer✨/ tooth-rotting fluff/ the wedding dress photos have been holding my soul hostage since I saw them N this the product of that 🥲👍/ time skip/ Puppy Love™️/ Bojan is literally just a lovestruck puppy boy at his core and I won’t let anyone forget it/ post- midlife crisis kitty + puppy cuddles/ they have a orange cat N beagle puppy by now who follow the two e v e r y w h e r e/ author still can’t tag 4 shit/ BOJAN GIRLYS/GN! PSPSSPSPS COME GET UR FOOD WERE HAVING POST-SHOWER BOJAN 4 DINNER >XD/ author is desperately starved of BoJure content so they took matters into their own hands (💍)

Word count; (🌹💘)

Summery; After a incredibly tiresome day of blitzing the entirety of their cramped apartment together in an attempt to neaten up the humble abode for the couple’s big move to Logatec, Jure takes it upon himself to tackle their shared wardrobe only to stumble across an item that hadn’t seen the light of day in a long, long time. A wedding dress of all things? Tho to some a wedding dress is just a big, white, poofey gown you’ll only ever wear once then only see in dated photo’s. But to the drummer, it was the very same dress he wore for that photoshoot with his now fiancé of two in a half years shortly before they ended up becoming much more than friends(with benefits). “Wonder if it still fits anymore?…” (🚚)

A/N; (👾🎁) *W E L L*- it’s been almost 2/1 months since the last time I’ve came out my self-induced hibernation EXCEPT THIS TIME I come barring a (belated) bday gift 4 my wonderful, amazing, gorgeous, sweet, talented, cat-coded darling of a moot *THE* ✨@j-restlessgeek✨ (who u should ABSOLUTELY be following btw >:3!) N w us both being normal 2 a certain degree over that photoshoot w Jure in a mfn *WEDDING DRESS*, I sprinted 2 my drafts, beat my writers block w a iron hammer N now I’m left w this ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️. THO WITHOUT FURTHER ADO! BONE, APPLE, TEETH N CATCH YA ON THE FLIP SIDE~<3

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Switching off the running water, droplets from it’s remains began their journey trickling down the ends of Bojan’s drenched hair and back, swiftly snagging two freshly dried, strawberry pink towels from their nest on-top the radiator and wrapping the larger of the two around his soft, yet still that little bit toned waist as a means of hiding the singer’s (admittedly small) dignity then going in with the same process on his semi-soaked hair. Tussling silky, puppy brown locks till they were restored to their fluffy and water-free glory once more.

After shuffling into a pair of spare grey sweats and his favourite (out of the fifty he used to frequently steal from Kris) Beatles tee, threw on some moisturiser combined with the brunette’s much beloved hair products, he strolled down the boldly patterned hall to his and Jure’s shared bedroom to check with the other what movie he decided they’d be watching that night. Which was Bojan’s plan. Until he locked eyes with the sight said bedroom had so unfairly chosen to lay before him….

He swept open the door with a gentle hand, all knowledge of anything other than the figure that also seemed just as lost in their own little bubble as he was, completely stripped away from him in less than a millisecond. If you asked Bojan what the definition of “perfection” was, his answer would simply be the person he saw in that very moment without a single thought.

Investigating every part of themselves in the mirror, unbeknownst to how they had just effortlessly stolen not only his heart, but every word, thought and breath that hadn’t had time to run away from the home they called Bojan’s body. Tho sooner than later, the trance he’d somehow found himself in a whole lifetime ago by now slowly fizzled out, senses flooding back into their designated stations as he drunk in the utterly ethereal scene of his fiancé adorning what seemed to be a wedding dress?

It wasn’t just any wedding dress he’d found Jure clad in either, better yet the exact same one his lover had worn for a photoshoot that got very popular with a certain crowd which made up a (not all that) small corner of their fanbase almost two years ago if his mind wasn’t subconsciously changing how time worked again. And oh if it didn’t make Bojan want to fall straight to his knees right on this very floor he currently stood upon and worship every single minuscule atom that consecutively came together to create the undeniably gorgeous, talented, amazing, intelligent, beautiful, hot, wonderful, sexy, unreal and down right mesmerising human who only he got to the pleasure N divine prestige of calling “his pretty drummer” for how ever long he’d allow him the privilege to, eternally Bojan wishes. (And he would in a heartbeat if only there was somesort of miracle out there that could grant him permanent immortality to do so).

“Uhhh, m-muca….?” The slightly lovestruck singer spoke up meekly. Causing the bubble to burst completely as his fiancé swiftly quirked around to face him, stare’s ping-ponging back and forth in a short attempt at trying to grasp the signals Bojan’s face was sending the older’s way, a melting pot of surprise and shock swirled in blown chestnut pools while waltzing across the rest of his features but so did another feeling he couldn’t quite put his finger on. Regret? “Geez Bojči, You look like you saw a ghost or Sonček when he catches a bug. Is something wrong or-” “No no! I was gonna ask what movie you picked out for later and then I opened the door and saw ya like…that.” Jure glanced down and then, the realisation dawned on him. It’s the dress. He doesn’t like the dress on him.

Splotches of rose waltzed their way onto his cheeks and neck, almost giving off the appearance the sun has had it’s way with him earlier that day as if they weren’t entering early November in a few weeks. Pacing over to both boy’s wardrobe he prised open both doors and vigorously began undoing the laces that tied the gown together, a subtle frown accenting his lips.

‘What was with that face tho? Is he having second thoughts already?’

‘No that can’t be it! Maybe he was just a little surprised, haven’t worn it awhile anyway.’

‘The first words he said to me after leaving the changing room were I always thought you looked beautiful in white so what else could it be?!’

‘Did I do something wrong? Did he finally get tired of waiting and moved o-‘ “Darling wait! what’s up huh?-“ ‘I can’t be losing him now. How would I even explain it to the kids-‘ “Hey hey, I’m sorry if I looked a little mad but it’s not what you think it is I swea-“ ‘God please don’t say he’s-‘ “C’mon muca! just talk to me I’-“ ‘I should’ve left the damn dress where I found it then left it at tha-‘ “Jurček, wait no! don-“ ‘what have I done, what have I done, what have I done, what have I done, what have I do-‘ “Jur-“ ‘I shouldn’t of proposed in the first p-‘ “JURE.”

The blonde felt a tight sensation in his left wrist out of the blue. Like a weight was tugging at it and refused to come off no matter how hard he tried breaking away from it’s crushing, iron grip. And with that, his sudden mid-life crisis came to a careening halt, tweaking the other way to stare down furrowed browns and warm eyes reflecting into his own murky-tear pricked one’s. Now is definitely not the time to mention it of course, but Bojan had never seen a prettier cryer in all his 30 years, 1,565 weeks and 10950 days of being a resident of this planet we know as earth.

“Oh sweetheart~</3” He enveloped an arm around his lover’s nearly naked waist while another slotted in between short, soft, honey gold strands, cradling the older’s head as tenderly as one could. The more barley audible, soft weeps and sniffles poured out of Jure, the more pieces of the shorter boy’s heart shattered. Each break getting louder and louder till his fiancé’s muffled whimpers calmed down with the help of a few comforting back rubs accompanied by gentle whispers of “everything’s alright now” and “I’m here love, you’re safe” into Jure’s skin, long after all his tears gave out.

Still rubbing his eyes periodically and trembling internally, he intertwined his fingers then let Bojan guide them both to their bedside. Flopping down without hands parting a single time and burrowing themselves into eachother’s side, tracing thousands of nonsensical patterns over the drummer’s exposed chest, shifting upwards to carve a lingering kiss on his darling’s forehead with praises of every kind bouncing off those lips Jure never seemed to ever, ever get enough off no matter how many times he’s felt their heavenly touch. “You’re stunning you know that.” Bojan grinned through slurred words, sleep unwavering in its mission to reel him hook, line and sinker. “There’s no one in this world who’d I’d want as my muse not just now, but forever than my pretty drummer boy alright.”

“You’re pretty drummer boy eh?”

“And once again, I am really so sorry about earlier Muca-“

A chorus of paw prints bustled outside their door. Echoes of panicked meows and barks steeping closer and closer, making themselves increasingly known to the couple. “I’ll go let the kids in..” the blonde yawned, a fond twang lacing his speech as he quietly crawled out of his (quite obnoxiously snoring) fiancé’s grasp and nonchalantly turning the knob as both boy’s pets barged inside to shower their dad’s with a multitude of licks, nuzzles, sniffs and paws for attention. Being mindful not to disturb the lull that’s taken over the singer’s being as usual considering it was vastly approaching 5pm.

There was of course, much more work to be done before they could actually move but that’s one of the many task’s tomorrow’s Jure and Bojan will have to face. Their only task’s now consisting of supplying both animals currently huddled in their arms with everlasting pets while simultaneously keeping the other from hogging the covers, shielding them against the spitefulness that Slovenian winter brings year after year. Perhaps a spring wedding would suit them just fine…..~���

[electron-road-suspect]

For kisses! Bojere! Number 20 please!

I flipped this one on its head a bit. Can be read either as in my universe or not. CW: references to childhood injury

20. …on a scar.

Jere finds it one day in bed, as they lie there together naked, chatting and touching as if they have all the time in the world.

"What is this from?" Jere asks, as he runs his finger over the thin scar on Bojan's left side.

"Stupid accident when I was a kid," Bojan replies. "I was running around with a stick and I slipped and fell and jammed the stick into my own side. It scraped the whole way up and hurt like hell. I'm surprised that I was left with so little of a scar, honestly."

Jere hums and then places a line of kisses along the scar, from the dip of Bojan's hip to the bottom of his ribcage. Bojan squirms slightly as he does it, and Jere laughs into Bojan's skin.

"I tickle?" he asks, and Bojan shakes his head.

"Nah, you're good," he says. But at this, Jere pauses.

"Bojan doesn't like that he has a scar?" Jere asks.

Bojan frowns slightly. No, actually, he doesn't really like that he has a scar. It's not super noticeable but it's still there, every day, crawling up the side of his body for him to see every time he's in the shower.

"I mean. I guess I don't really think about it much," Bojan lies, and Jere's eyes narrow.

"I think," Jere says, placing a kiss at the bottom of the scar. "That Bojan," kiss, "is beautiful," kiss, "all over," kiss, "especially," kiss, "this scar." He punctuates his sentence with a kiss at the top of his scar, then gives Bojan a loaded look. "Or does Bojan think that all scars are ugly?"

Bojan breath is punched out of him as he says, "God, Jere, no, no, not at all."

Jere is still giving him that Look. "Good," he says, like a warning, and then he flops down against Bojan's side and cuddles in. "And if you lie to me, it's okay. I just have to tell you again later."

Bojan smiles. "I guess that's a fitting punishment."

[madrabit]

May I request C, U and M for the fanfic ask game? 😎

C: What member do you identify with most?

Ohhh, this is simultaneously hard to say and the easiest thing in the world, but I do identify the most with Jan. We both have that black cat chaos energy and we both are cat parents 🐈‍⬛🐈, so I'm obviously more inclined to feel similar to him from the get go.

I've also been described as mysterious and confused (less mysterious, more confused), so I feel like that might fit. And we're both kinda sleepy and have a resting 😐🤨 face. I call it lovingly "resting blank face".

Also, I, too, cannot help but want to film Bojan whenever I can or stare at Nace...

U: Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.

Ngl, this is a hard pick, so I'll just mention a few ppl I like the writing style and fic of! 🩷

This will be more than three ppl cause I couldn't decide and in no particular order!!

@sizzlingsheepcheesecake // ao3

Does someone want to read some Bo(Jan)²? Well, you're at the right address! Her fics are so good and capture you with their emotional roller coaster they're taking you on! Her writing style is also really nice and pleasant to read 😊✨️

I particularly like her fic Come play with your food, bejbi which is an absolute fluffy vampire Bo(Jan)² fic that has me kicking my feet with how adorable it is. There also are some Bonus bites to this one!

And her poly BoJanKris fic Distortion can leave you happy in one moment and make you cry in another!

She also has a vampire BoKris fic The thrill and the dark, of the hunt and your eyes in which both Bojan and Kris are vampires, it is also really good and definitely worth a read if you haven't yet! And she has so many more fics as well!

@seokoilua // 1236 on ao3

I absolutely adore her writing style. The way she's able to take suffering and resolve it in all the good smut? Yes, definitely one of my favs. I especially like her fic been deprived and the sequel quietly, so if you like angst in your smut, her fics are definitely your thing then!

She also has a vampire BoKris fic ravenous in which vampire Kris picks up Bojan in a club and ngl, I need the second chapter like yesterday 😂

@vampmilf // @fruitybashir on ao3

Sophie has a really, really nice writing style, and I enjoy his Ne Bi Smel verse starting with The Holidate so much! It's so sweet and the smut is so hot and good and spicey and hahsjjskdjdkfkf for a long time having something nice to read every Sunday was just perfect to end the week with! He mainly writes BoKris (also, give Dopamin a read, the way he writes overstimulated Bojan is just so sjjdndndndnndnfmfm so good), but there is also a nice focus on Jance, that I really enjoy :3

I also absolutely love following him and seeing him on my dash, cause every time he reblogs something unhinged about Bojan I just have to giggle and laugh (calling Bojan three blueberries tall is literally everything to me and I love it so much, also letting him be his slutty little self in fics? Yessssss). He's also such an incredible nice person and was very sweet when I met him! 💖

@da-proti-toku-grem // ao3

Maca writes these absolutely adorable Kiss prompts here on tumblr and on ao3. From Jance to BoJure and JureJan, she's got so many ships and all of them are so good and fluffy and adorable or spicy! I really enjoy all of them! And she's made me have an incredibly big soft spot for BoJure :3 💛🩷

An honourable mention goes to @185northgower // ao3

Not only will I read literally everything she writes no matter what pairing or what fandom, but we share one exact braincell, which works perfectly cause we do love collabing on fics together and I couldn't imagine a better co author! 🥹🩷✨️

M: Got any premises on the back burner that you’d care to share?

I actually have a few ideas I've been cooking, a few of them are gonna be joined collabs with North! Next to continuing our DJwD verse (yes, there will be more, these men won't stop and have infected our heads with Daddy Nace and I just cannot, I cannot anymore), we also planned a Romeo & Juliet 🌹 fic, which we won't go into detail yet, since we can't start it yet 🤭

Then I also have a Bo(Jan)² fic started, its the same one I mentioned last time, the one with the skirt, but I cannot shut up about it. I keep calling it the ✨️girlfriend thing✨️ if that helps anyone...

And next to those and continuing with my other fics, I also can't get a vampire Bo(Jan)² fic out of my mind...

[half-dead-writer]

|| Best Pals ||

[ John Doe / Joker x masc Reader ]

After John figured out he likes you more than Harley, he's determined to swoon you over. Discreetly, of course.

🌈 || John Doe / Joker [Batman: The Telltale Series] 🌈 || 1,8k words 🌈 || masculine (& mlm) reader

sequel to this. wow ok I wrote like the half in one go some time ago, lost all motivation/inspo, just now finished it altho I still feel like it could be better, I cannot be such a perfectionist or else it will never be posted thank you everyone who was so patiently waiting for the final chapter of my stupid writing 😭 who doesn't know how to end their fics? me. (crossposted from AO3)

"Y/N! Just the face I wanted to see" John's sudden voice behind you caught your attention.

"Oh- Hi John." You quickly responded with a friendly tone, although some hesitance inside was pulling you away from being so casual.

You weren't sure what it was, as the last time you two spoke he quickly left without an explanation and didn't bother to elaborate further. His behavior remained casual, albeit now less irritable by you standing close to Harley. It was as if nothing ever happened. Which only made you even less sure of what you and John were. Well, at least you were aware he thinks of you positively, but that's about it.

"What's up?" You pushed your thoughts about the confusing situation away, instead pointing your focus on his grinning expression.

"I'm glad you asked!" He was quick to respond. "I was just thinking- We haven't hung out much lately, did we?"

"Uh... I guess not?" You remained neutral and casual, but you were curious whether John had a reason to mention it.

"Yeah! You know, we had this whole discussion about me being jealous over Harley and whatnot, and I just wanted to show you that's not a thing anymore." He explained happily, leaving you even more curious. "So- I wanted to celebrate that with some ice cream, maybe? What do you think?" He looked at you with the eyes full of glee, waiting for your approval. He was sure you'd agree.

"Um- Yeah, alright." You shrugged, keen on the idea, yet still unsure of John's true intentions behind the offer. "Why not."

"Great! Let me just get-" He stopped for a second "-my cool guy glasses." He showed you a silly grin as he rushed to his Ha-Hacienda. After a few minutes he came back, now truly looking cool. 

John looked somewhat happier today. Did he really achieve his nirvana when he realized he wasn't in love in Harley anymore, and just wanted you as his best friend?

Well, you weren't about to make things weird by asking possibly awkward questions for the both of you. Things were fine as they were, John didn't hate you, you still got to hang out with him. Nevermind the fact that you were forced to now carry a constant mix of emotions around him.

. . .

"Great, it's all going how I imagined it!" John thought to himself.

He finally got you! He was sure of his feelings now! And it wasn't like with Harley. 

He had a hard time coming to terms with the thought that he did, in fact, liked you more than her. And that you was the reason why he was feeling so miserable all the time. John's feelings might have been a mess past this few weeks where he has been confused, but now he knew it.

You were made for him. And you even said you liked him! Well, you liked boys, you liked John to the point of being best pals... He didn't just wanna assume you're into him, though. That's why he took you out to that pal-hangout. To get some answers. But of course, he didn't wanna make you uncomfortable if you weren't into him at all. That's why he didn't tell you that when he had the chance.

A voice in his head was telling him that there's no way you'd ever love him back, even if "all the clues were pointing to that". But he was determined to proceed with his plan.

While he was babbling about unrelated things, he kept observing you. How you reacted to his jokes, his topics, careful to see if he ever bored you. But seemingly he didn't. You were just casually listening to him, never making him feel not appreciated. That's what he loved about you. He didn't see it sooner, as his usual fixation on people was, well, usual. He couldn't deny that he was starved for attention. His therapist told him that, hence why he didn't wanna assume everyone he likes is whom he loves. But now he was sure his affection for you was greater than previous one he had for Harley.

After a deep, long and meaningful session of thinking to himself, he concluded that he'd rather spend the rest of his life with you than with her. If only you'd reciprocate the feeling...

"Well, here we are!" He proudly pointed to the Café Triste.

"I am dying to get my favorite drink. Coffee, with ice cream. Can you believe what they come up with nowadays?" He said, playfully starting the topic.

You saw him looking at you, smiling politely and amused, yet still casual as ever.

"John, I think it's been a thing for some time now..." You reciprocated the playful remark.

"Damn, Always smart as ever!" He didn't hesitate to give you the compliment and grinned even wider, making you involuntarily smile from lighthearted flattery.

He carefully thought about saying it ever since he left his house. And a day before. Okay, he planned this whole thing from A to Z, ever since he figured out he had a crush on you. There was no room for fails, and so far it's all been going perfectly. 

He saw you shaking your head in amusement, to which he grinned widely and proceeded to finally buy you both whatever you wanted. "His treat".

Once you both received your orders, you sat yourselves at the nearby table. You couldn't deny the meeting felt somewhat like a date, although you quickly shunned yourself for thinking like that - you really didn't want to disappoint yourself if it wasn't.

"Y/N, so, I was thinking... Who's the closest person to you, right now? No, too weird. But I've been told to just be myself, and Y/N likes me for that... What if he doesn't like the true-true me, though?"  The flashbacks from his thinking session kept haunting him as he watched you carefully sit down on the opposite side of the table. He couldn't ignore how much he liked being around you. And he wasn't able to tell if you knew. The fear in his mind about being perceived as too obsessive or "creepy" towards the person he saw as the most precious was slowly eating him out from the inside, which he tried to shut down by casually taking a sip of his drink.

You noticed a smallest change in his demeanor, which wasn't uncommon with John, although you had a feeling he seemed somewhat worried. His gaze was just out of it for a moment, which you could only assume signified that he was in deep thought. After hesitating for a while, you decided to speak your mind. Calmly, of course.

"...Is there something on your mind?" You slowly approached the topic with a soft, patient, and a bit unsure smile.

John rapidly straightened up, almost yelling in response.

"Yes, actually!" His hurried words mixed with the volume made you flinch slightly, you didn't expect him being so open about it - but nothing out of ordinary when it came to John.

"Oh-" You quickly pulled yourself together. "Go ahead then, I'm listening."

You saw his face melt into a mix of anxiousness and giddiness, and by this point, you were at the edge of your seat, awaiting what he's gonna say.

John cleared his throat and started fiddling with his hands.

"So- Y/N, you're not seeing anyone, are you?"

The question stuck in your head for a few moments. You got your hopes up, yet your face looked like a deer in the headlights, which John took as a negative reaction and continued.

"Just asking, out of curiosity- I mean, you can tell your old pal, right?" His rambles started getting quicker. "I- I need it, for a dating advice."

The last sentence made you rethink your thoughts again - was he really asking for a dating advice?

"Uh... no, I'm not seeing anyone." You responded truthfully. "Can I ask how does this relate to, uh, dating advice?"

"Hah, of course, of course-" His focus travelled from his drink, you, to all of the environment around him. "So, you see, I was thinking-"

He stopped talking for a moment to take out something out of his pocket. You carefully watched as his hand pulled out a rectangle shaped object and held it to you closer so you could see it. It was a card with the picture of a door and text under it saying "I A-DOOR YOU".

You tilted your head a little, but the card made you involuntarily smile at how cheesy the line was. Before you could say anything, John quickly intervened. 

"Do you think it would be a good way to show someone you wanna date them?"

"Uh..." You took a moment to respond. "Well, it depends on a person."

John waited a moment before clearing his throat.

"What would you think of it?"

"Personally, I think it's cheesy - cheesy, but cute."

"Okay, that's all I needed to know-" He quickly took the card back into his pocket, making you want to ask what was the point of all of this, but you were interrupted.

"Now, pretend you see it for the first time!" And so the silly thing was on the table again, this time closer, he passed you the card instead of just showing it.

You took it into your hands, processing what happened in every possible way, you weren't sure if you got his shenanigans right - was it for you?

"Well?" The anxious grin plastered on his face made you confirm your thoughts.

"Oh- Is- Do you really, like, like me?" You couldn't help but reciprocate the anxious smile of his, you didn't expect such turn of events, but it was warmly welcomed.

"Yes, buddy!" He beamed, stretching his arms, but there was still a slight hesitation in his voice, since you didn't say you liked him back yet. "Is that, uh-- alright?"

The expression on your face turned playful (or bashful, some could say) as you held onto the object with adoration.

"Shit- I'm not prepared, I don't have a card with me-" You watched as John intently listened to your words, his smile growing even wider - which you weren't sure was possible at this point - and you put the card behind your back, before showing it to him "anew".

"Pretend you see it for the first time." You repeated his words, hoping he'd catch on what you did.

John's face turned into one of a simulated surprise, looking at the card and holding his palms together in a gleeful gesture.

"Oh my, Y/N! It must be destiny, because I feel that way as well!" He played along, already overwhelmed with thoughts about how he's gonna reminisce about this moment for a long time.

[ana-chronista]

Made up fic title: Planes to catch and bills to pay

I mean, we say made up, but now I kind of want to write this... JO ensemble fic, the SSF airlines AU nobody asked for apart from everyone who wants to see Nace in a suit again, so at least three of us. General crack and slice of life, featuring but not limited to:

Bojan having a weird almost-relationship with a pilot from a Finnish airline who he keeps bumping into in various locations. Rumour has it they've never even had a full conversation, instead communicating via facial expressions and in jokes. It's debatable if they even know each other's names.

Jure running a side business shipping and delivering random items as he's saving for his own plane. Anything from kitchen knives to exotic animals to ananas lonkero (that last one didn't have far to go, as it was Jan who ordered it - his hand slipped and he ended up with ten times the amount he wanted Jure to pick up...)

Jan and Nace thinking they're being super subtle and secretive about their new relationship, while being 110% blatantly obvious to all and sundry because absolutely no work is getting done at any time and there's only so far that the cramped conditions of the plane can go to explaining why they're so up in each other's personal space the whole time.

Poor Kris spending most of the fic like this running gag from Airplane:

It's on my list, anyway 😂

[cluelesspigeons]

This is written for the prompt ‘joker’ from @drarrymicrofic

Ok so, this might have been very loosely inspired by that one Distractible episode where Mark plays the higher or lower game and his very fair joker rule. I’ll love you forever if you know what I’m talking about. It’s truly one of the best podcasts out there.

Word count: 140

Drarry microfic: higher or lower

“Higher or lower?”

Draco took a deep breath, narrowing his eyes. The card in front of him was an eight. It could be either lower or higher. He sighed. “Lower.”

Slowly, very slowly, Harry turned the next card around, revealing…

“A joker?” Draco asked, confused. “What the hell does that mean?”

Harry’s lips curled into a smug smile. He leaned closer, placing two fingers under Draco’s chin. “It means,” he said, his voice low, “that I get to do what I’ve been wanting to do for a while.”

Draco’s gaze was focussed on Harry’s slightly parted lips. From this close they looked fuller than he would have thought. “Is that so?”

“Hmm.” Harry hummed, leaning all the way in and placing his lips against Draco’s.

Without Harry even realising, Draco lifted his wand and transfigured all the cards into jokers.

Prompt from March 7th

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[chanihobbit]

Another excerpt from the Mass Effect 2 AU I’ve been working on. Hopefully I can start posting soon(ish).

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“Where else would I be?,“ Joker shrugs, his expression darkening. “The Alliance didn’t exactly try very hard to keep me around. Guess you would have known if you‘d bothered to stay in touch.“

Apparently Joker is done dancing around the subject and what is Kaidan supposed to say to that? That he had planned to stay in contact and simply forgot? Well he hadn’t and he isn’t about to lie in Joker‘s face just to spare him the pain.

For his part Joker is clearly not expecting an answer because after a brief pause he simply continues. “I tried to contact you, after— after it all went down. But I guess you didn‘t care. You just ghosted me. Guess that teaches me who to put my trust in.“ He snorts derisively.

Kaidan is unsure of how to respond. Truth be told he'd received Joker‘s messages. And he‘d chosen to ignore all of them. By the final one he could tell how desperate the pilot had become, he just couldn‘t bring himself to care enough to reply. That was on him but he‘d be lying if he said he was sorry.

“I know you blamed me for the Shepard's death. You didn‘t have to say it. The silence spoke volumes.“

“What do you want to hear from me?“

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[knoepfl]

~~~ Masterlist ~~~

Hey there! I decided I want to do a Masterlist since I have quite a lot of work already published and wanted a place where it's organised and everyone can see clearly if there is something they'd like to read^^ I'll try to keep it updated as much as possible but I'm sure I'll fall behind at some point. Anyways. At the beginning you can see a alphabetical order of the characters I already wrote. So if you look for a specific character be sure to look into it to see if it's there. If you notice there isn't one you like you can always sent a request or ask a question^^ I'd be happy to fulfil and answer all of them if I can. Anyways I hope you like my work!

Character List (Alphabetical)

✧ Arthur Fleck (Joker) ✧ Astarion (Baldur's Gate 3) ✧ Benedict Bridgerton (Bridgerton) ✧ Clawd Wolf (Monster High) ✧ Clopin Trouillefou (The Hunchback of Notre Dame) ✧ Dottore (Genshin Impact) ✧ Edward Nygma (Arkham Games) ✧ Felix Fickelgruber (Wonka) ✧ Gaston (Beauty and the Beast) ✧ Heath Ledger's Joker ✧ James Hook (Peter Pan) ✧ Jerome Valeska (Gotham Series) ✧ Jeremiah Valeska (Gotham Series) ✧ Jervis Tetch (Batman: The Animated Series, Gotham Series, Arkham Games) ✧ Jonathan Crane (Batman: The Animated Series) ✧ Ling (Mulan) ✧ Michael Myers (Halloween) ✧ Monoma Neito (My Hero Academia) ✧ Mylo (Arcane) ✧ Nubbins Sawyer (The Texas Chainsaw Massacre) ✧ Pennywise (IT) ✧ Rick (Rick and Morty) ✧ Shaggy (Scooby-Doo) ✧ Silco (Arcane) ✧ Stu Macher (Scream) ✧ Tomura Shigaraki (My Hero Academia) ✧ Viktor (Arcane) ✧ Wiggins/Higgins (Pocahontas)

//Anime//

✿ My Hero Academia (MHA) ✧ Shouta Aizawa Frayed Threats of Control Secrets in the Shadow

✧ Monoma Neito Hidden Rivalry, Hidden Love His to Keep

✧ Tomura Shigaraki In the Shadows Fractured Boundaries Fractured Obsession

✿ Naruto ✧ Madara Uchiha Between War and Desire

✿ Death Note ✧ L Lawliet Sweets Aren't Enough

//DC Comics//

✧ Joker (Arthur Fleck) A Warm Embrace Beyond the Mask A Night of Firsts Bang Bang A Cozy Christmas A Fleeting Fantasy A Christmas Dance with Arthur

✧ Heath Ledger's Joker Unraveled Dreams, Twisted Love

✧ Gotham Series ✧ Jerome Valeska Laugh Until It Hurts

✧ Jeremiah Valeska Pain and Pleasure

✧ Jervis Tetch Down the Rabbit Hole Madness in Mourning Trapped in Wonderland

✧ Batman: The Animated Series ✧ Jervis Tetch Tea for Two ||

✧ Jonathan Crane Shadows of Fear

✧ Arkham Games ✧ Jervis Tetch Through the Looking Glass

✧ Edward Nygma Mind Games The Riddler's Reward

//Horror Movies//

✧ Scream 1 ✧ Stu Macher A Killer Night Scary Movies and Stu A Halloween to Die For The Games End

✧ IT ✧ Pennywise The Fascination of a Freak No One Can Take What's Mine

✧ Terrifier ✧ Art the Clown

✧ Halloween ✧ Michael Myers Shadows of Halloween Night

✧ The Texas Chainsaw Massacre ✧ Nubbins Sawyer A Light in the Dark Baptism in Blood Bruises and Bloodstains He Doesn't Like Sharing

//Movies//

✧ Scooby-Doo ✧ Shaggy Like, Sick as a Dog

✧ The School for Good and Evil ✧ Hort Hook A Taste of Madness

✧ Wonka ✧ Felix Fickelgruber The Price of Perfection In Sickness and in Health

✧ A Beautiful Lie ✧ Skeet A Beautiful Lie

✧ Monster High ✧ Clawd Wolf A Howling Good Time A Wolf in Need Soft Moments in the Moonlight

//Disney Movies//

✧ Mulan ✧ Ling The Quiet One

✧ Pocahontas ✧ Wiggins/Higgins

✧ Tinkerbell ✧ Bobble A Tinker's Heart

✧ Peter Pan ✧ James Hook The Captain's Heart

✧ The Hunchback of Notre Dame ✧ Clopin Trouillefou The Devil's Jester

✧ Beauty and the Beast ✧ Gaston The Hunter's Soft Heart Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

//Series//

✧ Arcane ✧ Silco In the Shadow of Ambition

✧ Mylo Worth Something Tender Hands

✧ Viktor A Mad Genius Part 1 Part 2

✧ Bridgerton ✧ Benedict Bridgerton Inspiration in Shades

✧ Rick and Morty ✧ Rick A Human Touch

//Games//

✧ Genshin Impact ✧ Dottore A Beautiful Abomination Part 2: Bound by Creation Perfectly Imperfect Love

✧ Baldur's Gate 3 ✧ Astarion In the Pale Moonlight

[shadowgayst]

Hello! Could you tell us more about your BoJan 5+1 coming out fic perhaps? 👀

Yes! It currently needs lots of revision, but has at least been written start to finish, and hopefully it will be coming soon. Basically, poor Jan has a surprisingly ok time coming out to the first 5 people, but then he has to come out to the one person for whom it really matters (Jan has a massive crush on him).

A short snippet from Jan coming out to Nace and his fiance (OC):

After a short silence, Nace prompts him again. “So, is it this friend you have a crush on who you need to tell next?” Jan nods, carefully looking for any unpopped kernels in his hand. There are none. He keeps looking. Nace glances at Katja, then back at Jan. “Is it me, love?” Jan’s eyes snap to Nace’s. “No! Definitely not, that’s not what I meant to imply.” Katja bursts out laughing at his look of sheer terror. “Gosh, Jan! Is he really that bad?! I’m heartbroken!” She grabs her chest in mock offense. “No! Not that either!” Jan continues to backpedal, looking desperately at Nace. “I love you, Nace, I really do! Just not like that, I promise.” Nace smiles gently at him. “That’s fine, Janči. I’m not insulted. I just wanted to give you an easy out if that was in fact the case.” “No no no. I promise I am well beyond ‘hey bro, my friend has a crush on you’ levels of asking someone out.”

[235uranium]

akechi's role in yaldy's game is genuinely so fucked up. given the power of the wildcard at 15 with no guidance, with a skillset tailored to solo-ing and the power to induce psychosis, for the sole purpose of increasing distortion in the public.

... because he was an angry, traumatized child with no support system who wanted the world to burn as a result.

[electron-road-suspect]

Bojere 30 :)

Could take place in my universe or not.

30. …as comfort.

This isn't the first time they've sneaked away from their responsibilities together. They've skipped interviews, press events, even meetings with their own delegations, and stolen time together. It isn't like it's a secret. They broadcast one of their stolen moments on Instagram Live, for God's sake.

But this is the first time they've sneaked away together at night.

They're in Bojan's hotel room, where they made their way, by silent consent, after they finished the jury show and met each other backstage, their tired eyes finding each other and saying everything their mouths could not.

Once in the room, Bojan is antsy, out of sorts. He doesn't know what to do with his hands, his body. Honestly, he hadn't planned much beyond "get Jere here", unwilling to let the Finn out of his sight now that they are less than 36 hours away from saying goodbye. But now that they're here, together, all he can think about is the stupid idiotic pointless contest.

"Do you want something to drink?" he asks instead, his voice creaking. "Water, tea?" Jere shakes his head.

"No, thank you, Bojan," Jere replies, and at the sound of his name, Bojan startles into movement, wrapping his arms around Jere and burying his face in his hair.

Jere's arms come up around him, and it feels as good as it did the first time, and Bojan knows he's only making things worse for himself, but he can't stop from relaxing into his arms.

When Jere's head raises and their lips meet, it feels like a life raft, a beacon in the desert, and Bojan grabs hold of it as tightly as he can.

They break apart

"I am tired," Jere says, his voice trembling with the weight of Finland's hopes and dreams on his shoulders. "Can I stay? Tonight?"

Bojan kisses him again, sharing the warmth and comfort of their bodies together. "Yes," he replies.