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[jokerxreader]

Indisputable (Joker x reader fic)

hello, finally I have made a master list for INDISPUTABLE thank you so much @thekillingjoke-haha for the instructions ❤️ enjoy, and don’t forget I’m open for questions or suggestions :). Enjoy.

Part one

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part Eight

[rica-lajoka-joker-ff]

His Purple Lamborghini- chapter 1

“ Are you fucking kidding me?” You shouted, as you saw your cracked phone screen showing 30 dialed calls which none were picked up. You’re anger rose, and your face was red like a flaming poppy. You bit your lips, until it felt numb, and all that’s left on there is a bloody flap of skin. Your “boyfriend”, or better described as a lying asshole. Basically used pretty words and a tongue soaked in honey to make you move to Gotham, the oh-so-famous city of crime. But after you arrived for 1 month, he suddenly stopped seeing you, but not before he stole all your savings in the bank account which the two of you #cough# only you saved for your “future family”. And now, when you’re desperate and mad, you realised that he’s been lying to you about everything, from him favorite food to his family members, and even down to his age. His age, why would he lie to you about his age?! You are so mad, that when your best friend called you to expose him with all the receipts, you basically threw your phone on crappy mirror in your studio flat. Leaving a crack on the mirror, a grin like crack, mocking you of your stupidity and naiveness for trusting LOVE. As the fury burns down, the flickers are washed out by tears and simply pain. The crack on your phone screen doesn’t only remind you of your broken relationship but also your  broken life. You left everything, your home, your family, your life; just to come to Gotham, an unknown city to you. *ring, ring* Your friend called “Hey, (y/n) how are you doing? Hang in there, I know this hurts but you’re better than this, pick yourself up and kick that shxthole’s ass.” “I don’t know, i just wanna go home now…” Your voice turned screechy. “Gurl, I’ve known you since we first had our period, and you are never the girl who dodges in dodgeball games, .you are never the one to cry when your father died, and you are never the one to hide when there’s a monster, even though its inside you.” “You’re actually right…” “ Of course I’m right, I’m your best friend! Now kick that ass and claim your victory on his fuckboy face” *beep* She hanged You looked at your reflection on your broken mirror, you see a broken, fragile, miserable girl. But then you remember all the shxt that liar lied to you, and your anger flowed in your veins. You put on your favorite laced-up hoodie with your black minimalistic bralette. Combat high-heel boots and ripped jeans will give him a good kick, you thought to yourself. After putting on your favourite velvet nude lipstick and mascara, you grabbed your purse and your worn out phone out on the streets. You checked your messages, to find the place the liar’s staying now(you got the info from the insiders living in Gotham known by your best friend). You decided your gonna walk, since you don’t have the mood to deal with sexual harassment from a drunk cab driver and also not have the bucks for the ride. You hugged your shoulders and walked down the dark streets in Gotham. Gotham is everything that it seemed to be, but 10 times worst at night. If there’s a list of top ten worst places to live, Gotham would definitely take the crown. The streets are dark and alleys are filled with the unknown. The city is filled with every single crime you could think of, and any type of criminals earth can inhibit. The sky is also grim and owned by crows, the echoes in the empty street at night either comes from a brothel or a murder. The scent of death surrounds the city, or the city is simply unfortunate in disguise. Tonight, the sky swirled with large clouds, cyclones to be exact, no rain but just ominous lightning, as if another mad scientist next door is testing our his world-ending experiment. You walked along the sidewalk just to find yourself bumping into a person’s stiff arm while looking at your phone. You traced the arm to it’s owner, a tall bulk guy, with a dagger tattooed right across his left eye. “Shit” you whispered. “What are you, a cute little pussy cat walking down the streets of Gotham at this time of the night?” The guy smirked and touched your butt cheeks while speaking. “None of your business, let me through!” You’re not in a mood for this, you need to punish that motherfucker. “Not so soon bitch, boys!” he shouted, and a large gang of men in different shapes emerged from the dark alley behind the dagger-tattoo guy. They scanned you in the most uncomfortable and disgusting way possible, and started grabbing your wrists and waist. “Let go of me, bastards!” You screamed, but the only answer you get is the echoes of your own voice. You struggled as they tried to harass you, but finally you found the chance to kick the right guy’s balls and all of them let you go. You sprinted, but before you could say goodbye, a force pulled you back. “ You’re not going anywhere, beautiful.” Before you could get your mind into what’s happening, a cold metal ring was right in front of you. The muzzle is like a dark hole, sucking you into the blackness. You felt your tears rolling down your cheeks. *vruummmm vruummm* An alrlming engine sound flooded the streets, and the gang shared a fearful look. “He’s here, damn it” Then they all flee like a pack of dogs, fear of their master. You stood there alone, trying to figure out what’s happening. Who is HE? But your answer soon surfaced, package in a over-the-top purple metallic finish. A purple lamborghini.

[missjoker96]

Hello my lovely clown friends! ♡♡♡

This is a very short story based on my dream I had earlier and I had to write it down with a few ideas.

Please enjoy it! :)

Female Reader and Arthur/Joker

Waking up in Arthur's Apartment

It's your point of view

It was a long day when you came home from work. You threw your handbag on the couch and heard a meow of your cat. Your brain was about to explode from head ache and you were too tired to cook dinner for yourself. But you had to eat something before going to bed and your cat followed you into the kitchen, because she was hungry too.

"It is okay, Jacky. I give you some food."

Jacky meowed and waited patiently for her food while you prepared it. Once you fed your cat, you stroked her forhead and walked to your living room. Your belly growled and you changed your clothe's into comfortable clothe's before you threw yourself on your couch. It was time to relax and you turned on the tv while you ate a few cookies. It didn't take long until you fell asleep. Your dream began and you entered the world of dreams and everything around you turned dark. For you it was ordinary to fall asleep and dream something beautiful, but not today. At least not now, because you saw the face of a stranger in front of you. He covered his face with a clown mask and wore a red suit. Suddenly he began to laugh and you woke up from this weird dream..

You wiped your eyes and looked around.

"Jacky? Oh my god. Where am I?"

This was very strange, because you weren't in your apartment anymore. It felt like home, but which apartment was it? This question was looking for answers and you slowly sat up on the couch. The fabric of the couch and the scent was so familiar and finally you knew it again. It was the apartment of Arthur Fleck, the character of the Joker movie. The guy who becomes Joker. Could that be real? Did you entered an other universe while you dreamed? You breathed in the scent and closed your eyes one more time before you got up to check out the apartment of your favourite movie character.

It felt so real and you couldn't believe that you were in Gotham City.

"This must be a dream, a beautiful dream."

You checked out everything of Arthur's apartment and walked to the window. It was indeed Gotham, because the streets outside looked exactly like in the movie. This was exciting and you wondered where Arthur was. What if he noticed you in his apartment? Would he be surprised or shocked? You wished the best and touched his things. The scent of him smelled like flowers and you loved it. The apartment was small, but pretty and suddenly you heard his voice.

Arthur's voice.

He was singing to his favourite song.

"That's life. It's what all the people say.."

Your heart raced faster and you tried to calm down. His voice was so beautiful and it sounded as if it comes from his bathroom. The bathroom where he prepared himself for his acts as party clown and Joker later. You felt the urge to check on him and stepped closer to his bathroom door.

Your hand was shaking as you moved it to the grip and suddenly he opened the door for you. You stepped back as if you were frozen and he stared at you surprised.

It was him. And he wore his clown make up, the red suit and green dyed hair. Of course you were speechless and the only word you could say was his name.

"Arthur.." Your voice sounded nervous and you fell unconcious. Arthur caught you from falling on the ground and took care about you while you were in his protective arms.

"It is okay. I'm taking care of you." He spoke to you and it didn't take long until you moved again. Soon you opened your eyes again and met his intense green eyes. They were staring at you and you tried to breath gently before you spoke again.

"I am sorry.. I don't know how I ended up here, Art.. I mean Joker. Please forgive me clown prince of crimes." You noticed how he smirked and pressed his red painted lips against yours. He knew that you loved him and he placed his gentle hands on your cheeks. You repeated his kiss and felt safe in his presence. The kiss was beautiful for you both and when it ended, he answered you.

"As I said it's okay. And you can call me Arthur or Joker, but I prefer Joker when I am in my red suit. May I know your name?"

You loved the way he spoke and smirked at you. You smiled at him and stroked his green curls gently. The kiss of him made you weak in your bones and you finally told him your name. "My name is (Y/N). I still can't believe that I am here in your apartment. This must be real then, not only my imagnation." You knew how he would react to your answer, but Joker kept his sexy smirk before he answered. "It is real, (Y/N). You are in Gotham and in my apartment. I have been waiting my entire life for someone like you. I must be a lucky clown then."

You could see true happiness in his beautiful eyes and a tear of him appeared in his painted face. This made you happy and you kissed his lips again. He repeated your kiss and took you into his protective arms. You felt protected and loved. Wasn't it strange? But you only listened to your heart and it made a step definetely. It was your wish and it came true. Now you belong to Arthur who was in his full Joker mode.

"You are not only a lucky clown, but also a handsome one my Joker. I am the luckiest girl in the world, because I found my clown prince of crimes." You chosed sweet and beautiful words for him. He deserved it, because he never felt true happiness in his whole life. You were the first woman that accepted him in such a short time of meeting him in reality. It made you both happy and it was fate that you appeared in Gotham City. And it was Arthur's most beautiful gift ever to meet a girl who understands him, loves him and accepts him.

Nobody has thought that entering a total different universe is possible, but it is. It happened to you and you were surprised to meet your crush. You could also call it a double luck, because you met Arthur Fleck and Joker at the same time...

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[arkhamsurviour]

Rules: answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs you would like to get you know better.

thank you for the tag; @harleyskitty

a. Age: 20

b. Birthplace: Walsall (England)

c. current time: 12:10pm

d. Drink you last had: cup of tea (all time fave)

e. Easiest person to talk to: my mom

f. Favourite songs: Me and your Mama; Childish Gambino, BOOGIE; Brockhampton, R U Mine; Arctic Monkeys

g. grossest memory: when my mom broke her wrist and the bone was stuck out

h. Horror yes or horror no: well I don’t actively watch them but don’t mind the old slashers

i. In love?: Yes😍

j. Jealous type : if provoked

l. Love at first sight or should i walk by again: Walk by again, never really been one for love at first sight (maybe second😂)

m. Middle name: yes, unfortunately

n. Number of siblings: only child, I’m all by myself

o. One wish: that my mom will walk properly again

p. Person you called last: my mom, hate talking on the phone

q. Question you’re always asked: how old I am (I look about 12 so get it a lot)

s: song you last sang: I like it; Cardi B

t:time you woke up: 10am

u. Underwear colour: pinkish

v. Vacation destination: Disneyland or New York

w. Worst habit: smoking, swearing and my temper (god I sound great)

x. X-rays: I think my mouth? I don’t know I didn’t go back to the dentist to find out looool

y. Your favourite food: beans on toast

z. Zodiac sign: Taurus (explains my temper)

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[crazyfreckledginger]

Tagged by @gayeggimagines Rules: You can tell a lot about a person by the music they listen to. Put your music on shuffle, list the first ten songs, and tag ten people. 1. Despacito - Nightcore (Megamix Remix) 2. No Scrubs - TLC 3. Crystallize - Lindsey Stirling 4. Walls Could Talk - Halsey 5. Trap Requiem - Apashe x The Trickaz 6. Sucker For Pain - Imagine Dragon ft. Lil Payne & Wiz Khalifa 7. Human - Rag'n'Bone Man 8. Million Eyes - Loïc Nottet 9. To Be Human - Sia ft. The Labrinth 10. Raise Hell - Dorothy I tag: @fantasyshows @avengerschatroom @alloftheimaginesblog @robertboydholbrook @thefandomimagine @theartofimagining13 @obscure-imagines @fandom-what-ifs @jokerfanfiction & @lotsoffandomimagines

[salvatore-sister]

Rules: Tag 15 people! Sounds fair, right? I was tagged by: @live-for-me-puddin Now, let’s begin!
a. - age: 18 b. - biggest fear: people talking about me behind my back c. - current time: 12:25pm d. - drink you last had: hot tea e. - everyday starts with: hitting the snooze button f. - favorite song: At the moment I've been obsessed with History by Olivia Holt g. - ghosts, are real: are they though? h. - hometown: Rosemount i. - in love with: this guy who is in one of my lectures j. - jealous of: nothing really because I know everyone has different lives k. - killed someone: I've wanted to... l. - last time you cried: a few weeks ago... I don't want to talk about it m. - middle name: Nichole n. - number of siblings: 2 o. - one wish: for someone to find a cure for cancer p. - person i last called/texted: um... do group chats count? If so then my college buddies if not by friend Ali q. - question you’re always asked: "Is something wrong?" r. - reason to smile: Tumblr notifications s. - song last sang: Death of a Bachelor by Panic! At The Disco t. - time you woke up: 10:00am u. - underwear color: grey and black v. - vacation destination: Europe w. - worst habit: forgetting to do laundry z. - zodiac sign: Gemini Tags: @usernamepasswordemail @bonniebird @imaginevampirediaries @thatsthat24 @jokerfanfiction @winchester-with-wings

[eyesfilledwithbeautifulcolours]

Tagged by the incredible @wingardium-letmefuckyou (this blog is amazing! ❤️) Rules: list five things you like about yourself. then, let us know that your favorite feature is and maybe post a pic of it! after that, go ahead and tag some people to spread the love 1. I like how I can learn languages fluently without having to put in a lot of effort. I currently speak Dutch, English and German fluently, and I'm working on Spanish and Catalan (because I'm moving to Malgrat de Mar in Septembre ☺️) 2. I like how I can start a conversation with basically anybody. When I'm on the train I always have a conversation with somebody, and for me its easy to meet and befriend new people 3. I like my determination, when it comes to doing things. I always finish what I start and I strive for greatness in everything I do, not being dragged down by my failures because I take lessons out of them 4. I like my adventurous side. A lot of people used to call me predictable in the past but now I'm far from predictable. When I set my mind to do something, I do it, no matter what the consequences are. 5. I like my style when it comes to clothing, and I step out of my comfort zone a lot these days. I don't have a peticular style, because one day I'll be wearing pants and a sweater, and the other day I wear a dress. I also like to wear things that are different from what the trend is at that moment, and I don't care what other people think. My favorite feature is definitely my pair of eyes. I think and have been told many times that they are unique, as they are bright blue with a thick black circle around them, and they can also be a vibrant green color depending on my mood (see photo to see my eyes ☺️ I will tag these beautiful accounts, and I hope that they will share this too, as I love to get to know them, and all my other followers more 😘 @graves-aplenty @newt-scamander-imagine @imagine-newt-scamander @jokerfanfiction @credencebare-bone

[jokerxreader]

INDISPUTABLE (Joker X Reader Part 8)

YOUR POV

You began shaking, more out of excitement than dread at the Joker’s promise to you. After all you had nothing left, Gordon had basically fired you and you had no idea where Harvey was, not that it really mattered to you. The only person that you knew would miss you if you decided to delve into the Jokers messed up universe was your mother, it made your heart ache to think about her and you resolved to call her as soon as you got to the new apartment that was meant to be safe from any Joker-related threat to your life.

The box of belongings felt like a tonne of bricks in your arms, all your hopes and dreams basically gone while the Joker was still at large as he seemed to be insistent on being a persistent threat to you and the people around you. For a second you felt the appropriate emotion of anger towards the man that was going to ruin your life in one way or another, but then thoughts of the way he held your head in place as he kissed you roughly and his other hand was left to roam your body invaded your thoughts and you could not deny that he knew what he was doing. You may even have admitted that you felt the tiniest of sparks but then you remembered that you were angry with him as he had not thought about what you might want and how much he was disrupting your plan for life.

You awkwardly balanced the box on your knee as you rummaged in you coat pockets for your apartment key, when you finally found it you sighed with relief and entered your apartment.

You could immediately sense that something was different as you walked down the corridor to the living room/kitchen. You tried to brush off this feeling as you reached your dining table and set the box of belongings down with a big sigh and a heavy heart.

“What’s upset you so doll?”

You spun around in shock at the husky voice that was coming from behind you, of course you found the Joker clad in his usual suit with curly that had been pushed back to many times that parts of hair stuck that way but the ends exploded in a curly mess around his neck. His face was serious as he studied you, for a moment you forgot that you were just scared shitless and that you were mad at him as you were trapped in his beauty.

“Doll?” he prompted as he inched closer to you and you instinctively stepped back.

“I was fired yesterday thanks to you coming after everyone I work with! You selfish son of a bitch! I had hopes and dreams and ambitions, in less than a month you have stripped me of it all” You did not realize how angry you really were until you had started talking about your job that you had wanted and loved very dearly. You did start to second guess your quick response as the Joker remained silent but kept on walking towards you, still observing, with a deadly serious expression written on his face.

“Now now,” he tutted as he cornered you against the table, “Everything I have been doing, I have done for you my dove. You have captivated me! Now why would you want to stay at a boring desk job where the work never ends because as soon as one criminal dies another takes their place when you can live with me, I can show you so many exciting things my little dove?” He bent his head down so that you could feel his hot breath on you neck as both of his strong arms trapped you as he gripped the table behind you.

“Do i not excite you little dove?” he purred into your neck making you whole body shiver and you craned your neck, allowing J more space, practically begging him to kiss you, touch you, anything He was driving you crazy. He chuckled and placed a light peck to the nape of your neck and then abruptly pulled away, you were no longer trapped but you missed his presence and felt slightly rejected by his movement.

“Why so quiet all of a sudden? Cat got your tongue kitten?” he smirked at you and you realized you had not spoken in a while.

“I’m angry at you, I don’t see why I should answer you” you pouted tying to cover up how he made your skin erupt in warmth and goose bumps every time he touched you. You turned away and looked into the box which contained the entirety of your short-liver career as a police officer.

“Cmon baby, did you get my rose? I kept my promise to you didn’t I?” he said, “I know you wanted me to” he whispered suddenly back in the crook of your neck which made you jump for the second time in 10 minutes.

You stiffened as you did not want to let him know the affect he had on you,         “I was not expecting you so soon” you mumbled.

Warm hands gripped your hips and you were spun around to face the Joker,  “Now how could any man resist such an enticing creature as you?” he purred as he again began to close the distance between you. You suddenly became self conscious about little you, you did not feel that you were as enticing as he made out.

“Come on J, be real with me” you mumbled, now not in the mood for his games as the weight of the day and you own self-doubt and hatred began to settle on you.

He growled and closed the distance between you, a hand buried itself in your hair as the other stayed firmly planted on your hips. He kissed you urgently and passionately and it was all you could do to keep up with his needy lips. He nipped your lower lip which made you moan and allowed his tongue access to you mouth. Your hands traveled up his clothed torso as the kiss deepened further. He lifted your legs and pushed you back so you were sat on top of the table and he was planted firmly between your legs. He pulled away, you both breathed heavily.

“You drive me insane baby. It is so good to hear my name come out of those sweet lips of yours” he hummed as he traced your bottom lip with a fingertip. You were too stunned to say anything, you had never been kissed like that before.

You placed your hands on either side of his face and he smiled brightly at you, something you had not seen from him yet and somehow it made you feel safe and happy despite your life having fallen apart.

“Are you going to say anything to me kitten?” he asked after a moment of comfortable silence.

“I’m still mad at you” you mumbled and he chuckled deeply, you could feel it vibrating in his chest.

“Well princess I am sorry to have been a part in making you upset. However if you would allow me, I would like to try and make it up to you?” he stared confidently into your eyes as of challenging you to say no. You mulled it over in your mind for a moment and eventually nodded in agreement. What was the worse that could happen?

You squealed as he grabbed your ass and lifted you from the table as you intuitively wrapped your legs around his waist. He carried you to your bedroom and laid you down, he hovered over you.

“You really are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen” he exclaimed making your blush and your heart race. You could sense that something was going to happen which would seal your fate forever and tie you to this glorious man looking down on you.

He ducked his head into you neck and began placing wet kisses down your neck and across your collar bone, he groaned as he quickly ran out of skin to assault with kisses. He went back to your neck and found your sweet spot which resulted in your back arching into his toned chest, he chucked and continued to suck and nip at this spot while he worked at bringing your shirt up your torso. He broke away from your neck to admire his work and smirk down at you and slip your shirt over your head. You were a whining mess, begging for more of his sweet kisses, yearning for the nips of his teeth against you soft skin that was sure to leave a mark.He went back down and started planting kisses down your chest as he worked on unfastening your bra.It popped open quickly which made you gasp and remove your hands from J’s soft hair to hold the bra to your chest and protect you dignity.

“My dove, put your hands down” he ordered with a warning tone, “or the beginning of my apology will be ruined”

You slowly took your hands away from your chest and he watched you with a smug look on his face as your bra slipped downwards with the movement of your arms, exposing your soft and full breasts to him. Once he was satisfied with what he saw he took one of your nipples in his mouth, sucking and nipping it and rolled the other between his fingers.

At this point you were a moaning writhing mess beneath him and you could tell he enjoyed it, You had lost all trains of thought and all you could focus on was the pleasure that his lovely mouth and skilled hands were providing you You were embarrassed at how aroused you felt, you knew you were wet for him, probably soaking your little panties which made you want to clamp your legs together but he had cleverly situated himself in between them.

In no time you felt the hand that was not on your nipple slide down your body and start to unbutton your pants. You moaned as he was taking too long and impatiently kicked them off making him bring his lips from your breast to laugh.

“What an egar little kitten I have here,” he took a moment to look down to your pussy and saw that your juices had soaked though the thin fabric. “Oh baby so wet, just for me? What is it you want me to do to you little Y/N?”

You gritted your teeth and sighed in frustration at the loss of contact and teasing, but all he did was look at you expectantly. You sighed, “I w-w-want ..”

But you were interrupted as he abruptly pushed your panties aside and inserted two of his long fingers inside of you and pumped them in and out a couple of time and them stopped eliciting a whine of sadness from you. You were so wound up that you shamelessly started to try and rock your hips against his fingers for any sense of euphoria you could manage. He let out a low laugh and pressed a hand on your stomach, stopping your attempts at pleasure. He slowly leaned over you until your faces were almost level.

“You need to answer my question princess, what would you like me to do?”

You were straining against his strong hands as he held you against the bed, you huffed in defeat and made solid eye contact with him.

“I want you to finger fuck me J, I want to scream your name as you make me cum with only your fingers and mouth baby” you whispered, half ashamed of the filth that was coming out of your mouth but also excited for what he was going to do next.

He hummed in satisfaction and began pumping his fingers again, you threw you head back in bliss as he watched you enjoying him. He slowly began to speed up his actions whilst adding another digit, he smirked at you and lowered his head to your throbbing pussy.

He hummed against you which sent sparks flying all the way through your body and suddenly he had started sucking and lapping up all the juices that were escaping you. He sucked on your sensitive clit and it sent you over the edge, your back arched and a low moan came from deep within you as you tightened around his fingers and rode out your orgasm on his face.

“I-I-I’m cumming” you shouted as you started shaking violently from the amount of pleasure you were feeling. You no longer had control of yourself as moans escaped you and your body quivered as J continued his assault on your pussy.

“Come on then baby girl, cum for me.” he encouraged against you which was all you needed to release.

“Oh my god J” you panted as he removed his finger from you and licked them clean while making eye contact.

“You taste as good as you look” he concluded, making you blush.

He laid down next to you and pulled you into his chest, “will you forgive me my dear?”

You were tired from your emotional day and the orgasm that had just shaken your whole body so all you could manage was a soft “maybe” as you drifted off into sleep.

[rica-lajoka-joker-ff]

His Purple Lamborghini- chapter 1

“ Are you fucking kidding me?”

You shouted, as you saw your cracked phone screen showing 30 dialed calls which none were picked up. You’re anger rose, and your face was red like a flaming poppy. You bit your lips, until it felt numb, and all that’s left on there is a bloody flap of skin.

Your “boyfriend”, or better described as a lying asshole. Basically used pretty words and a tongue soaked in honey to make you move to Gotham, the oh-so-famous city of crime. But after you arrived for 1 month, he suddenly stopped seeing you, but not before he stole all your savings in the bank account which the two of you #cough# only you saved for your “future family”. And now, when you’re desperate and mad, you realised that he’s been lying to you about everything, from his favorite food to his family members, and even down to his age. His age, why would he lie to you about his age?! You are so mad, that when your best friend called you to expose him with all the receipts, you basically threw your phone on the crappy mirror in your studio flat. Leaving a crack on the mirror, a grin like crack, mocking you of your stupidity and naiveness for trusting LOVE.

As the fury burns down, the flickers are washed out by tears and simply pain. The crack on your phone screen doesn’t only remind you of your broken relationship but also your  broken life. You left everything, your home, your family, your life; just to come to Gotham, an unknown city to you.

*ring, ring* Your friend called

“Hey, (y/n) how are you doing? Hang in there, I know this hurts but you’re better than this, pick yourself up and kick that shxthole’s ass.”

“I don’t know, i just wanna go home now…” Your voice turned screechy.

“Gurl, I’ve known you since we first had our periods, and you are never the girl who dodges in dodgeball games, you are never the one to cry when your father died, and you are never the one to hide when there’s a monster, even though its inside you.”

“You’re actually right…”

“ Of course I’m right, I’m your best friend! Now kick that ass and claim your victory on his fuckboy face”

*beep* She hanged

You looked at your reflection on your broken mirror, you see a broken, fragile, miserable girl. But then you remember all the shxt that liar lied to you, and your anger flowed in your veins. You had no idea where did that bravery come from when you stood up.

You put on your favorite laced-up hoodie with your black minimalistic bralette. Combat high-heel boots and ripped jeans will give him a good kick, you thought to yourself. After putting on your favourite velvet nude lipstick and mascara, you grabbed your purse and your worn out phone out on the streets.

You checked your messages, to find the place the liar’s staying now(you got the info from the insiders living in Gotham known by your best friend). You decided that you are going to walk, since you are not in the mood to deal with sexual harassments from a drunk cab driver and also not have the bucks for the ride. You hugged your shoulders and walked down the dark streets in Gotham.

Gotham is everything that it seemed to be, but 10 times worst at night. If there’s a list of top ten worst places to live, Gotham would definitely take the crown. The streets are dark and alleys are filled with the unknown. The city is filled with every single crime you could think of, and any type of criminals the earth can inhibit. The sky is also grim and owned by crows, the echoes in the empty street at night either comes from a brothel or a murder. The scent of death surrounds the city, or the city is simply unfortunate in disguise. Tonight, the sky swirled with large clouds, cyclones to be exact, no rain but just ominous lightning, as if another mad scientist next door is testing our his world-ending experiment.

You walked along the sidewalk just to find yourself bumping into a person’s stiff arm while looking at your phone. You traced the arm to it’s owner, a tall bulk guy, with a dagger tattooed right across his left eye. “Shit” you whispered. “What are you doing here, cute little pussy cat walking down the streets of Gotham at this time of the night?” The guy smirked and touched your butt cheeks while speaking. “None of your business, let me through!” You’re not in a mood for this, you need to punish that motherfucker. “Not so soon bitch, boys!” he shouted, and a large gang of men in different shapes emerged from the dark alley behind the dagger-tattoo guy. They scanned you in the most uncomfortable and disgusting way possible, and started grabbing your wrists and waist. “Let go of me, bastards!” You screamed, but the only answer you get is the echoes of your own voice.

You struggled as they tried to harass you, but finally you found the chance to kick the right guy’s balls and all of them let you go. You sprinted, but before you could say goodbye, a force pulled you back. “ You’re not going anywhere, beautiful.” Before you could get your mind into what’s happening, a cold metal ring was right in front of you. The muzzle is like a dark hole, sucking you into the blackness. You felt your tears rolling down your cheeks.

*vruummmm vruummm*

An alarming engine sound flooded the streets, and the gang shared a fearful look. “He’s here, damn it” Then they all flee like a pack of dogs, fear of their master.

You stood there alone, trying to figure out what’s happening.

Who is HE?

But your answer soon surfaced, package in a over-the-top purple metallic finish.

A purple lamborghini.

[chaosgirl241]

A Choice - part 3

Hi guys, so at first, I’m so sorry this took so long, but I have been really sick, so I didn’t feel like writing. Anyways, hope you still like this. Let me know what you think. Enjoy!

Pairing : Joker x Reader

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THREE MONTHS LATER 

Before I met him I never thought that life can change so much within the seconds. I never thought I can change so much. But eventually, after long months of physical training, psychical  torture and His special treatment, I let go. Letting go of things can be hard, very hard. But l’ll let you in, on a secret. After you let go, it is the most easiest thing in the world. It makes you free. Free from all those rules that world set for us. 

“Doll, whatcha thinking about?” I turn my head, confused for a bit. “Nothing, Mr J. I got lost in my thoughts, that’s it.” He comes closer, observing my eyes, looking for the truth. “You need some help with getting..” He pulls my hair back, and gently squeezes my ear between his teeth. “Back to reality?” He finishes the sentence and I can’t help it and smile.

 “What do you have in mind, Daddy?” He growls lustfully, moving his hand down my ass, grabing it. “Everything you’ve ever imagined.” I bite my lower lip, which makes his eyes sparkle. He pushes himself towards me, I can feel how hard he is getting, which of course doesn’t leave me cold. 

“I thought we got work to do.” I whisper into his mouth. He puts his finger on my lips. “Psst, it can wait, Kitten. Right now I’m not feeling like working.” I wouldn’t dare to make any objections, not that I want to. He takes out a knife from his purple jacket, and cuts my black shirt into half, leaving me just in my bra and shorts. 

He bows down, kissing my collar bone, travelling with his mouth all over my chest. I look up, letting him send chills down my body. “You want this?” He says againts my belly. I breathe out heavilly, grabbing his hair, squeezing it. “Yes, please.” I know, he knows that when it comes to him, I’m defenceless, and I hate it. I hate that he has that kind of power over me. “Such a good girl.” I hear him say in a husky voice, while he’s lifting me up, by my ass, putting me on the table behind me.

 We were supposed to have a meeting here, in this old factory, at the end of the town, but I guess whoever is outside the door can wait. He takes off my shorts, along with my panties, and I lay back on the cold metal table. He kisses my inner thigh, I let out a load moan. 

Sudden blast of gunshots, makes us both stand up. I putt my shorts right back on, looking down at my destroyed shirt. I guess I don’t need that one, right? “I think this’ll have to wait afterall, Dollface.” He turns back to me, smiling widely. “You’re ready?” He asks, but we both know, he doesn’t need to. I have been ready for a long time. 

TWO MONTHS BEFORE 

You may think I wish I could go back to days, when I hated stereotype life. But no. Now everyday is different, yet the same. I got the idea that he has in his mind a long time ago. In the morning, there’s a shock therapy waiting for me, and when I get myself back together he comes to my cell with a new man I’m supposed to kill. But it’s not just a gun anymore. Sometimes he looses the man’s restrains and lets me fight with him. First few times I got so beaten up, he had to step in and kill the man himself. That’s why there is the third part of the day. The physical training.

“Fight harder, Kitten, let the anger all out!” He yells at me, bursting into laugh. He’s standing in front of me, at the other side of the cell, waiting for my next move. I can feel thick blood on my forehead, and my head is spinning, but I know I don’t have a choice. Either I fight and I get beaten a little or I don’t and I get beaten a lot. I may not be as strong as he is, but I’m fast.

I run towards him, seeing what’s his next move gonna be, and I bow down, kicking his legs with mine. He fells to the ground and I don’t hesitate. I sit on him, and I hit him with my fist, over and over, until blood covers most of his face. 

He doesn’t seem to be in pain, because his famous grin is still in the place. I stop hitting him, and I look at him, breathing heavily. He uses me, being distracted and he throws me off him. I hit my head against the ground a little, but I stand back up quickly, not giving him a chance to hit me. We’re standing against each other, again, and then something changes. 

His eyes darken and with small growl, he comes closer. His moves are slow, careful, but I know it’s just an act. And then he hits me hardly into the face, and we both hear an ugly crack sound from my nose being broken. He doesn’t wait for me, and hits again. I try to move, but he’s also very fast. Fast and flexible. He hits again and again, and I fall on my knees. I can feel the metal taste of blood in my mouth, so I spill it onto the ground. He grabs my neck, making me to stand up. I can feel the air leaving my body, I can’t breath. It doesn’t make him stop. He continues on with chocking me, until my face gets all purple and then he finally lets go. I immediatly fall to the ground, coughing painfully. I slowly, with the regret in my eyes, look up to him and I can see he could go on. I carefully touch my nose and quickly, with eyes shut, I put it back on its place. I let the sigh out, and bite my lower lip. 

I stand up, which takes all the energy I’ve got left and I scream, making my throat ache. “Come on, Puddin, do it!” My scream changes into laugh and for a split second I can see he’s surprised. 

And then he smiles, satisfied, showing the metal coverage of his teeth. “Oh, baby I messed you up perfectly didn’t I?” I frown, confused, and then he opens his arms, inviting me. My fallen angel.

I run towards him, jumping to his arms, my legs around his waist. I don’t wait and I kiss him passionately. He kisses me back, with a little moans between each kiss, letting the fire explode inside of me. I put my hands thighter around his neck, getting even closer to him. He slowly pulls back, looking into my eyes. “So, how did I do, Daddy?” 

THREE MONTHS LATER 

We both quickly run to the next room, where all our men are. But they are no longer alone. There is another group of men, all in black, looking like they are ready to kill and die for their cause. But so are we.

“What do we have here?” Joker laughs, making the other men a little uncomfortable. “I was told you aren’t gonna make it.” And then high man comes out from behind the huge group. He is skinny and looks young, but obviously he is Someone. “Change of plans I suppose.” His voice is soft, and calm, but in the very weird way, making me shiver. “Do you have it?” He goes straight to the bussines, no small talk, nothing, which surprises me, because everytime I see Joker on a meeting everyone tries to sweet talk him, not that it works. But this guy is different. And it may got him killed. “Oh darling, we keep our promises.”

Mr J’s huge grin takes place and it’s a sign for me, that something not good is about to happen. He slowly pulls out a gun from his purple jacket. I am standing closer to him, than everyone else, so I am the only one who sees it. There is dark everywhere around us, so I guess that helps. And then he fires, shooting the boss of the second group, but he is fast and he moves to the side, so the bullet only hits his shoulder. Suddenly there are guns blazing everywhere around us, so I pull my own, fighting ny way through men.

Someone grabs me from behind, I bent over and throw him across my back, turning around facing him. He is much bigger than me but I don’t mind, I was trained for this. I throw my gun away, it’s useless when talking about fights from up close, and I hit the guy to his face, breaking his nose and then quickly kicking him into his croatch. He moans painfully and then everything stoppes.

I feel a gun pointed at my head touching me with its end. I don’t move, I know any wrong move could get me killed. “Put that gun away or I’ll make sure you won’t die easy.” His voice echoes through the gun firing and I move my eyes a little seeing Joker with the most deadliest face I have ever seen on him.

He is furious and frustrated, because he knows he can’t do much about the situation. “I don’t think so.” It is the man with the soft voice and when I realize it, chills go down my spine, but I try to stay calm, I can do this!

I feel the gun moving down my body, pushing my shoulder, forcing me to move to a side. And so I turn around, facing my angel. I smile at him the bravest I can be, and he smiles back. “Do not worry Kitten, Daddy is gonna make everything all right!” He says while lifting his arm, firing quickly. I hear the gun shot very clearly as I’ve heard thousands of them all at once. The boss falls to the ground, and I look at the bullet right between his eyes.

Joker rushes to me, catching me as I suddenly loose the balance. I don’t understand what’s happening, I turn my head around, observing my body, when I see tons of blood coming from my shoulder and that’s when the pain steps in. I breathe out heavily. “Bring the car! Now!” I hear him screaming something else but I am too tired to listen so I close my eyes just a little. “No, no, no, no, no baby girl, stay with me.”

My angel talks to me, his voice sends all the pain away, calming my soul and mind, making me know I can rest now.

[lifewiththejoker]

Chapter 1

‘Is this safe?’ I asked. ‘Not really.’ Josh answered,with a big smile on his face. ‘Let’s do it then!’ I smiled back. Josh and I were best friends since first grade.We always have each other’s back,so there was no way for me to not go with him now. We wanted to go a club. Okay-okay I know it’s not a big deal,we’re in our nineteens there is no night when we are not in clubs. But it’s not just a club.It’s the club. It is the best of Gotham city.And the most dangerous one too. People say it belongs to The Joker,but these are just rumors.I’m living in Gotham City for 19 years and I have never met the infamous Joker.But you know:It’s better to be safe than sorry. So there we were ,standing in front of the door ,paying the security guy.I was a bit nervous when we walked in,but I couldn’t see any green haired man inside.Rumors are just rumors,I tought. I smiled at Josh ,held his hand and go to the dance floor.I felt free while dancing. Drinks came after drinks and Josh became drunk.Really drunk. I’ve always been the one who can drink a bottle of whiskey,and still be sound.I was a bit dizzy,but I was okay.Instead Josh. I wanted to go and help him out cuz it was late. When a grabbed his hands ,he appeared. He was standing right next to me. I was shocked ,and I couldn’t say anything but staring at him.When did he came in?! ‘Hi ,doll.’ He was wearing a black suit,and under my fear,I tought he looks good. ‘We….we wanted to leave..’ I mumbled after a few minutes. ‘Oh ,then let me help you!’ He said,and he grabbed Josh’s arm.I was starting at him.Did he really done that?What the heck just happened?The Joker is helping me?Why don’t he kill us? After we walked out I was calling a cab. While it was coming ,he Josh fall asleep.I’m gonna kill him tomorrow!He left me almost alone with The Joker.With a fucking murderer! 'What’s your name ,doll?’ He asked. 'Harley..’ 'Oh that’s a beautiful name!I think you know my name already ,so I don’t have to tell you’ 'Umm..yeah.’ 'You don’t have to be scared.’ He whispered. 'Good joke'I laughed.He was starring at me. 'Got it?Joke.You’re The Joker.Jokeee…’ I tried. He wanted to say somethin’ but the cab arrived,and he had to put Josh into it.I almost set in ,but he held me. 'You’re not going anywhere.’ 'But…’ I was shocked.Did I really believe he would let me go?He wanted to make sure that Josh is away. 'No,doll there is no but.If I say something,you do it.You gonna learn it.But now, let the cab go.’ I tried to rescue myself,but he held me strongly.He began to laugh ,he scared me. 'Come on,baby'He pulled me to his car. And the cab rolled away.

[jokerxreader]

MY SAFE SPACE (JOKERXREADER fluff)

Where the Joker finally comes back from a trip to find you in pieces and tries to put you back together

Warnings: none 

You pulled your knees to you chest as you curled up on the sofa trying to find warmth in the cold and grey walls that surrounded you day after day. You would have much preferred a small apartment that did not feel like a castle as soon as he left.

The Joker was practically running Gotham at this point and although you were proud of all he had managed to accomplish you were feeling neglected. As he gained more control you would find yourself alone more frequently in the cold nights and most days as he was ‘taking care of business’ you felt as though you were losing the only person to ever grounded you and give you a purpose in life. So far he had been gone two weeks, not one of his longest trips but it still left an empty ache in your soul. A warm tear slid down your cheek as you stared at the door, half hoping he would walk through and scoop you into his warm and safe embrace and the other half beginning to loath the bastard that left you alone so often.

Slowly you stood and sauntered over to the old and dusty vinyl player in the corner of the room. You just wanted something to distract you, even if it was momentarily and you could not think of anything but your vinyl collection which was your pride and joy. A ghost of a smile fluttered over your lips as your fingertips grazed the aged cardboard which held melodies that sung to your soul.Without much thinking you pulled one out and removed the record from its sleeve, gently blowing off any dust and placing it onto the turntable. And slowly swaying your hips to the gentle sounds that came out of the speakers, you twirled around and fell back onto the sofa with an almost incoherent chuckle and then resumed your staring contest with the door as you let the music fill your aching heart and remedy some of your loneliness. You sat with stories of love and loss told through the songs and waited, he was meant to be back and you were not sure if you could take it much longer.

Only an hour later you heard the jingling of keys on the other side of the door, you straightened your sitting position but still held your knees to your chest for security. Finally you saw his soft green curls emerge from the other side of the door. He did not look to you yet though and turned back towards the door and whispered instructions to men on the other side. You presumed some of his thugs that would be tying up loose ends for the rest of the night. 

Finally his deep eyes met yours and your breath hitched in your throat and you almost forgot your anger and despair of your situation. 

“Hello dollface, oh how I’ve missed the sight of you” a cheeky smile creeps its way across his painted face. But you could not be sucked in by his charm for the one night he may stay here with you and then go for god knows how long. The empty ache crawls from your heart and throughout your body as the fear of being left alone again takes over your body and more tears begin to silently fall. It does not escape the man in front of you who kneels before you so he has a better sight of your tear-ridden face. His cheeky smile immediately leaves and is replaced which a look of concern.

“What is the matter dove?”

You sniff and your eyes harden as you realize he has no idea what his actions are doing to you, the music continues to play and you decide to focus on it as to not forget what you wanted to say as you knew you were in danger of melting into any embrace he welcomed you into.

“I can’t take it anymore J” you whispered. “You’re gone too frequently and for far too long, I am left here to rot by myself in this big empty box that you love so much” you began to spit with anger as you realized that emotions were coming out that you must have been suppressing for a while now.

“Now pumpkin what are you saying?” he soothes, sensing your distress but not quite gathering the scale of emotion that was surging through you. He reached out for your hands and you flinched away, at his touch you knew you would no longer have strength to fight. You stood up and walked away to lean on the wall opposite the sofa as J swiveled on his feet to watch as you collocated your thoughts. He was silent as he tried to decipher what was going on.

“I’m sorry J, I love you but when you leave me I feel so empty and alone, you are neglecting me! Why won’t you ever stay with me in OUR home like we used to? I miss you so much and you never seem to notice and I am serious when I say that I will leave if something does not change. I CANNOT TAKE IT ANYMORE”

At this point you were uncontrollably sobbing into your hands as you leaned on the wall for support as the overwhelming rush of emotions wracking your body left you weak. Slowly J stood up and approached you, he reached out his arms to take you into a hug and this time you did not resist leaning into his musky scent. Your sobs only got louder as his silence meant that in your mind he was going to let you go and you felt your world start to collapse as you tried to take in as must of his scent as possible so that you could always remember it. 

Hid warm and calloused hands snaked their way around your waist and he buried his head in the crook of your neck and took a deep breath in as he seemed to compose himself. He let out a long sigh and pulled back, not completely breaking the embrace, but just so he could look into your eyes. You saw his hazel eyes were tired and sad and suddenly you felt selfish for telling him how you felt, he had a whole city to be responsible for after all.

“I am so sorry my love” his voice croaked as it seemed he was holding back tears of his own, you slowly reached your hands to cup his cheeks and caress his scars. He lent into your touch and sighed heavily. His eyes focused on you again, “I have broken my promise to care for you always, I am so sorry for neglecting you, and if you were to walk out of that door right now i would understand but that would not stop my heart from shattering right here. I will love you and take care of you until the day I die even if you no longer are mine, you are the sunshine of my life and I miss you every second that I am away from your warmth and you beautiful smile” he closed his eyes and smiled a sad smiles as if conjuring a picture of you in his mind to remember.

“I want to change and be the man that you fell in love with. I promise I will stay at home more, we can move if you really hate this place? I’ll do anything to keep you here, you are my one and only and I know I have fucked up but please?” he begged. It was as if your heart was breaking again but this time it slowly reattached itself and started to beat steadily with joy.

“Do you promise J? Please, please promise me. I love you but I can’t keep on like this.” you pleaded looking deep into his eyes. He nodded his head so violently it made you chuckle. And you leaned back into his warm chest and locked your hands around your neck as you sniffed the rest of your sadness away.

“So does this mean you’ll stay doll?” J still sounded tentative and unsure, fully knowing he could lose you if he carried on neglecting you. 

You smiled and looked up into his hopeful eyes, “Yes, I love you idiot”

A wide smile erupted upon his features, “Will my love care to dance with me?” his cheeky smile had returned as he picked up one of your hands the the one remaining on your waist guiding you away from the wall.

You chuckled, it was his spontaneous nature that had you hooked in the first place and it made your heart swell to see it come out again. You felt safe again, his warm arms encircled you and for the first time in months you were home, your heart was full and you knew you would be alright as long as you stuck by the man who you loved.

[arthurflecksgirl]

Hi, i have a bad back and if i strain it too hard, my legs give out and i can't move for a few minutes, can you do something where it happens to the reader and she starts crying out of frustration, but Artie understands?

Oh my god. I suffer from chronic back pain,too. I am sorry you have to go through this and sending hugs 💗

UPDATE:

I wrote this piece and I really really hope its comforting to you <3

Here is the link:

Arthur being empathic while you`re in pain

[arthurflecksgirl]

I was tagged by @littlebird92 Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2019. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

Well, I started writing fanficts in 2020, so I  can only choose from them. And its difficult for me to choose my own faves......but I try...

1: This one was my first fan fic ever, It has 5 parts now and it isnt finished yet, Its my longest fanfic so far. Romantic fluff about Arthur with some erotic content on the later parts :)

Reflections 1-3

Reflections 4-5

2.) Thats the only Joker smut I have ever written. I cant help being a romantic at heart and I`m an Arthurs girl ! But... I did it and I enjoyed it.

Call me Joker

3.) I love writing about details.And Arthurs body. Loving every detail of him. Thats why I really like this ...

Discovering Arthur Flecks body

4.) I also love poetry and I wrote  lyrics about Arthur, Its close to my heart <3

Are you Arthurs hallucination?

5.) And tummy love cuz I really wanted to write it and I never did it. And when I did some of you really liked it and this made me happy :)

Arthur gaining weight/  tummy love

I don`t know who wants to be tagged here, so I tag everyone in my tagging list. If you write your own fictions you can post this,too. If you want to :-D If not ignore it xD

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