For the Love of Joker 9
When I reached Selina's apartment with my things, I parked my car in the alleyway; knowing full well that it was illegal, but not caring one bit.
I climbed up the stairwell to the top floor and dropped my suitcase in front of the last door on the right side of the hallway, and rapped three times on the door. Despite the early hour I heard the familiar squeak of the floorboards as Selina came to inspect the peephole. I heard a small intake of breath and a the click of the door unlocking.
When the door swung open I saw Selina... with a drastic haircut.
Disregarding the sudden lack of hair atop Selina's head, I rushed myself into her arms and began to cry... not trying so desperately to hold it all together, as I had earlier.
Whilst in her arms I kicked off my heels into her apartment, quickly resolving to change into my pair of white Chuck Taylor's as soon as possible.
We were still standing in her doorway, and I was still sobbing into her shoulder. At this time I couldn't
For the Love of Joker 2For the Love of Joker 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
2. Chemicals React~
~But The Planets All Aligned
When You Looked Into My Eyes
And Just Like That
The Chemicals React
~Aly and Aj (Chemicals React)
I sat, and sat, and sat, and sat. The clock was slowly ticking on. Like a metronome, slowly pacing off the beats to my impending satisfaction. I couldn't believe it only took all of six minutes to break Hugo Strange's resolve and get the doctor I wanted.
Fuck, it's cold in here. I popped the collar of my suit jacket, leaning heavily into the woolen fabric.
I was so bored, and there weren't any more knives in my pockets nor were there any orderlies in the interview room to use as target practice, so to entertain my sadistic mind, I flexed each section of my muscles slowly, taking inventory of my new injuries.
Starting with my left leg, I extended it out in front of me while I was seated. I pointed my toe, like one of those ridiculous ballerinas, and there it was- I winced minutely- my left ankle was broken for sure. I slowly worked up
For the Love of Joker 7For the Love of Joker 71 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
11 years earlier
A younger me runs through a field of wildflowers with the girl of my dreams. Suddenly I fall backwards, she playfully tackled me. I caress her cheek with one of my long hands, and she melts into it, closing her beautiful blue eyes.
I felt my stomach clench nervously, as it always does before I lean in to kiss her. Our lips touch and I feel electricity course through my veins. What is this amazing girl doing to me? I pull away and see her contented smile. She falls back back into the flowers, eyes closed, enjoying the last rays of sunshine before the night sets in.
"Harley?" I could hear the nervousness plainly in my own voice.
"Yes, J?" She opened her eyes, the sun glinted off them like sapphires.
"Once in a couple of years, when I'm eighteen - would you run away with me?" I felt my breath hitch in my throat. Please say yes.
She started to giggle, and I sighed a lamentable sigh. I loved the sound, but I as afraid that it meant no.
"Oh Jason, you are so silly.
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When the 19th of October came, that's when I really started freaking out. Bruce hasn't come into the office for a week, and the last time I really got to talk to him was two weeks ago when he drug my drunk ass home once again. By now I had stopped feeling bad about that, and had moved onto my next problem. Harley's birthday party, and it was in 12 days.
Harley's birthday was on Halloween, so I wanted to throw her an amazing masquerade party... At Wayne manor. That poor girl has had a couple rough weeks. Ever since that night when she came to me all beaten up, she has been living with me. But that didn't keep Jack from calling the damned house at all hours and stalking Harley. God, was he a freak.
I told Harley to go to the police but according to her, "she can handle it". Whatever, Harley.
I clicked the keyboard impatiently. It was Friday, and I wanted to get out of this office. Since Bruce wasn't here, why should I have to be? I am his personal assis
For the Love of Joker 3For the Love of Joker 31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
3. I Wanna Be Free~
~I Wanna Be Free, I Wanna Be Loved
I Wanna Be More Than You're Thinking Of
Everything Seems To Be Estranged When You’re Alone...
One Day I'll Stop Keeping Track
And Give Myself Time To React
-Panic! at the Disco (I Wanna Be Free)
The doe-eyed child stared, slack-jawed, back at me.
I wondered idly what she would look like with white face paint over her porcelain face, a diamond pattern decorating her attire that, naturally, clung to her perfect skin.
I sit back in my chair and tap my toe, feigning impatience.
"I'm a-waiting doll-face." I arch my eyebrow again, letting my eyes turn dark and cold. I was tired of this game already. I only put the effort into warmth because she was pleasing me with her wonderful naivety. But now, I shook my head internally. This may not be worth the effort after all.
"Mister Joker, my name is Doctor H. Quinzel. I am here to help you," she sauntered over to the table and slammed her hands down on the table.
For the Love of Joker 16/Jack Ryder/For the Love of Joker 161 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I groaned. I tried to move my arm. I groaned again.
I repeated the process with both of my legs, and got the same result. Pain.
Things weren't broken. Just amazingly sore.
I opened my eyes and was meet by a dazzling blinding light. I blinked a few times and looked to my right. She was here.
"Hello Jack, how are you feeling?" She says sweetly.
"I'm fine. Why am I in a hospital?" I snap.
"You were pushed off a building! Oh my god, I was so worried about you. I did a report on it and everything. Do you remember Joker pushing you off?" Her blue eyes sparkled with unshed tears.
"Of course I remember. It isn't something I will soon forget."
"Jack... I have a question for you..." she starts.
"Why is Harley in the waiting room... I thought you said you didn't love her anymore."
"I did say that. But I guess she was called when they brought me in after my fall."
"Would you do me a favor, Vicki, and send her away?" I say sweetly.
"Oh sure, Jack! I love you so much!" She sque
For the Love of Joker 11%Harley Quinn%For the Love of Joker 111 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Vrr vrr, vrr vrr.
I ran my fingers along the hardwood floor until I met my vibrating phone.
I squinted my eyes at the glowing screen. The title said Unknown Caller. I grumbled at the desplayed time of four AM and clicked the ignore button.
The phone began to vibrate again in my hand, signaling that I had a message. I angerly hit the dial button.
"You have one missed call;" I heared the mechanical voice of my voicemail box say.
"Received today at three fifty-nine AM, new message from: six-four-six-three-two-eight-seven-zero-seven-seven."
"Hi Harley! Call me back- hey what's your number Brucey? Oh ya!- call me back at six-four-six-three-two-eight-seven-oh-seven-seven, okay? Loveyabye!"
"End of message. To delete press seven. To save press nine. More options press zero." I clicked the number seven.
"Message deleted. Main menu. To listen to your messages press one. To send a message press t-" I hung up the call with my voicemail and went to my missed call menu. I clicked the
For the Love of Joker 6For the Love of Joker 61 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Rooftops. Why is is that I always end up on rooftops?
I was sitting on the glass paneling of the skylight above my apartment, blanket
wrapped forcefully around me, iPod music blaring in my ears.
I didn't want to think, because if I did, I knew it would be some girl-ish
fantasy about me and tall, dark, and brooding.
I felt my stomach pang as the song changed to Elvis' I can't help falling in
love with you.
What was this? The fourth or fifth time that he has had to drag my drunk ass
home? I certainly couldn't be that attractive to him, nobody could be that
attractive to anyone if they were to be seen drunk.
Like a river flow surely to the sea, darling so it goes, some things are meant
"Yeah, right." I said aloud. My Bruce and I were not meant to be. I sighed and
took the iPod out of my pocket to switch it to the next song- but turned it off-
I didn't feel like music was working for me anymore.
I stood up, no longer wanting to face my feelings up front. I was
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I lay in bed, finally back to where it all started.
The phone call that changed my life.
How only five hours could change my life; is a mystery to me.
In hour one; I was encountered by my best friend; stumblingly drunk, and hopelessly in love.
In hour two; I had my first face-to-face encounter with the infamous Batman, and got to ride in his legendary car- if you could even call it a car, I think "super-epic-tank-type-vehicle" is more appropriate of a term than "car".
In hour three; I met my first real crazy person, and also someone that-much to my chagrin- can make me have major emotional pitfalls; and also make me blush like a mad person. The even more insane thing was that- those two scenarios came from the same person
In hour four; I entered my office, much like any other morning, but this time, a gift was awaiting me; but this gift was not one that I liked, nor one that I desired to keep- but a part of me, though small, desperately did wanted to keep it.
For the Love of JokerFor the Love of Joker1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A/N- The 400(ish) words long piece of literature in between these symbols: -*- is written in third person, omniscient, while the rest of the story is written in first person that bounces around between the main cast. This is here just to make sure you don’t get confused!
A pair of green eyes scanned the pictures in a therapist directory, flipping through page after page, staring at picture after picture- waiting to detect the perfect subject.
When suddenly the man stopped, and stabbed his finger in the middle of a page towards the end of the book.
“I want her!” He commanded at the other man in the room.
“I'm sorry, but she only handles patient paperwork and those sorts of things. She doesn't deal with high-class criminals, like yourself.” The opposite man quipped in a monotonic, English, accent.
“I don't care. I won't talk to anyone but her.”
“Why her?” The English man scratched at his chin.
“Don't psycho-analyze me,
For the Love of Joker 4For the Love of Joker 41 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I was exhausted. Mentally, physically, exhausted. I drug my feet across the
floor heavily. Who knew that a 20 minute conversation could be so damn tiring. I
huffed the air out of my lungs, and pulled my phone out of my pocket. It was
3:46 AM. My real job started in less than 2 hours.
My real job, of course, being a psychologist. Every day. 5 AM to 12 PM.
My heels clicked on the polished white tile floor, the bare white walls and high
ceiling made the noise echo all around me.
Click, click, click... My mind began to wander as I walked slowly down the blank
My mind backtracked to earlier this crazy morning, and to my strange first
encounter with Batman.
I pulled out my phone once more, it was 1:48 already, that damn Batman said he'd
be here by now. I paced back an forth in front of my apartment, fervently
rubbing my hands together. Even though it was only just the beginning of
October, it felt like below thirty degrees.
I stopped pacing and fiercely crossed my hand
For the Love of Joker 12%Harley Quinn%For the Love of Joker 121 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Come on Harley! Bruce is waiting outside." Selina whines.
"I have stayed at that man's house ever since I was discharged. I am not staying one more night. I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself." I protest from the white couch. I was sitting upside down with my legs hanging over the back of the couch. I was only wearing a bra so I could give my scar some breathing room.
"Harley please! Just put a shirt on- or don't even do that- just come with us. It's for your own safety."
"Nope. I am staying here. And if I'm not welcome then I am going to my own apartment."
"But nothing!" I interrupt "Jack is in custody. That's all I care about."
"Harley, if you would just listen!" Selina springs herself over the back of the couch and lays upside down with me.
"I'm listening." I would hear her points but I am staying here.
"Harley, the night you were hurt by Jack- fricking psycho- Joker escaped." Selina stares at me with big green eyes. It takes a minute to sink in.
For the Love of Joker 19*Joker*For the Love of Joker 197 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was during a red light, while staring at Harley, that I decided I was in love. It wasn't like it was an easy decision, I mean hell! It was probably only second to my foolish decision to leave her all those years ago. The tragedy of it all, though, was she wouldn't ever feel the same.
It wasn't like I didn't still have faith that she would eventually figure it out, and by some miracle, didn't hate me for what I did; but it was the fact that what I did as an ignorant boy ruined any chance of her ever forgiving me, and I'm not prone to begging for other people's affections.
Harley then flicked her gaze suspiciously over to me, and I stared back out the front wind shield, twirling my thumbs in my lap.
It was almost three in the morning when the car started to swerve in and out of it's appropriate lane, and taking a good glance at Harley I decided it was time to take her home.
"Harley," I placed my hand on the
For the Love of Joker 17%Harley Quinn%For the Love of Joker 1711 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I don't know how to drive stick." I say flatly, eyeing inside the car warily.
Joker rolled his eyes at me, leaning on the open door, "'Course ya do."
"I really don't-" I laugh shakily at myself "- I didn't even have a driver's license until four years ago... that was one helluva process.."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I didn't have a proper birth certificate when I went to the DMV. Got burned in some sort of dormitory fire- at least that's what Jack told me." Joker gave me a puzzled look.
"Shouldn't you be able to decide that for yourself? I mean- shouldn't you be able to remember a fire that caused so much trouble for you?"
"That's the problem, isn't it? I should- " I slide into the driver's seat and slam the door "- but I can't." I said more to myself more than anyone else.
Joker swung open the door on the side opposite and slid in while chuckling under his breath. "You know what I love?"
"What?" I say wrapping my hands over the steering wheel, clutching it so hard th
The Start Of The Joke Section 5Chapter: 8The Start Of The Joke Section 51 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Days went by and nothing important really happened. Jason didn't kiss me. Which made me kinda sad and we really were just friends. Never once saying I love you. This all changed on a morning when I woke up to a lovely scream. One that could only be Miss. Numb. Did Jason do something to her? I asked myself as I pulled myself out of bed and changes into some jeans and a blue shirt. I brushes out my hair and pulled it into pigtails. Jason ran in and he was laughing. Yep. He did something to Miss. Numb.
"Look Harley Edward locked Miss. Numb in her room!" he yelled as he pulled me out the door. Edward was a tall boy with a mess of brown hair on his head. His face held two brown eyes. When you saw Eddie you thought he was tall then you see Jason I think about how short everyone is. No matter what he says I think there might be something wrong with being so tall. I just stopped bringing it up. I get dragged down to Miss. Numb's room. I sit at the end of the hall with J
The Start Of The Joke Section 4Chapter: 7The Start Of The Joke Section 41 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next day was boring. So boring. Miss. Numb was punishing me and Jason for this trick we pulled on her. We were not allowed to see one another yesterday. I just sat in my room most of the day. When I looked through the window I saw Jason outside in a tree starting at people like he was going to jump on one of them any second. Like he was planning a fate for them. He never did anything thing though. That I was grateful for. The new day started and I sat in my room for most the morning watching kids come in and out. Jason soon came in. He looked kinda crazy when he first came in. He was talking to himself. When he saw me he smiled. It looked like the chance of him being at all insane just washed away. "Harley I swear I almost went crazy yesterday." he says to me as he walks over to my bed.
"I felt like I was going insane too." I replied. I did feel as if I was going insane. Jason was my only friend. Without him I had nothing. He smiled.
"We have so much catchin
The Start Of The Joke Section 3Chapter: 5The Start Of The Joke Section 31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I sling my arm over Jason's shoulder snuggling up against him. The room was cold. Icy cold. I shivered as I slung my blanket over us. I looked around the room. It had white walls with a pale carpet. there was about four beds in the room all with a sticker on them with the name of whose bed it was. Every bed was the same. Dark brown blankets with three pillows. The pillow covers were a light brown. There was one single light on the ceiling. The walls were bare. I sighed at the look of this room. It was empty and boring. I always wanted my room to be a soft yellow with light blue covers. When I close my eyes all I can see is what happened with me and Jason. Miss. Numb slapping him and me. The anger in her voice. I wish I Had paid more attention to her room. Sadly I was too scared to look around. I push myself closer to Jason and let my eyes flutter closed once more but this time they stayed shut and I drifted off to sleep.
Jason's (Mista J's) POV
The Start Of The Joke Section 2Chapter: 3The Start Of The Joke Section 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Jason starts to explain what he wants to do for his birthday. It so happens his birthday falls on April 1 so every year he likes to prank someone. This year it was Miss. Numb. He explained the plane and said we needed costumes. We did not earn money that easy but me and Jason has saved up for years. I still did not want to spend it on a costume. I talk Jason into letting me wear something that is black and red and painting my nails that color too. He is going to wear a jacket he had for church (that we had to go to) but he got sharpie and drew on it with the colors purple and yellow. He knew he would be in big trouble for this but he said it was worth it. Are plane was brilliant. It just takes time to prepare. Every time we got free time we would go to the garden or river. The river was hard to get to. You had to jump over a fence so you can get to it and the fence was really High. One day I saw what we had been looking for. A small snake slithered by and Jason
Cut"What were you thinking?"Cut2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Is what she wants to ask him.
But she doesn't. She doesn't question his actions anymore, not after all this time. Not after years, not after half a decade. Not anymore.
She fixes him when he needs to be fixed, and that happens so rarely, she feels guilty for being so grateful for this.
Those small moments when he is quiet, eyes burning, purple semi-circles glowing with what appears to be gratitude. Unspoken, of course. He'd never say thank you, not for this. Not for what he sees as 'putting patches on', while the rest of the world would pass out from pain and disgust.
He keeps looking at her, and when she draws back the needle, he smiles, that infamous smile. And she smiles right back.
The Start Of The Joke Section 6Chapter: 10The Start Of The Joke Section 61 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I wake up to someone shaking me lightly.
"Harley... Harley. Get up Harley!" Jason whisper yells at me.
"what time is it?" I groan as I pull the blanket over my head.
"it's six in the morning but I have a surprise for you." he pulled the blanket off my head. Jason getting up this early for me? This has to be good. I open my eyes. It was still dark outside. Jason smiles down at me. His hair was messy because he most likely didn't brush it. I smiled at him. Pulling myself up.
"meet me out side as soon as you can. Bye!" he ran out the room without closing to door. I just sighed. Plan old Jason. I pull myself out of bed and did not change out of my pjs. I brushed my hair and pulled it into pigtails. Without slipping on any shoes I tip-toe out of the room and down the long halls. Soon I come to big brown doors that lead outside. I push them open the wooden door and a gust of freezing cold wind hits me like a ton of bricks. It was so cold.
"Of course you don't bring a
Confessions Part 6Whimpering tears being shed awoke her from her dreamless sleep. Two months on from the birth, both her and The Joker were temporarily living in the empty house with Holly. After the first few weeks Selina wished them farewell and departed from the establishment. Assessing that they'd be fine with the baby, she saw no harm in leaving them to sort things out for themselves. Besides, she missed Gotham.Confessions Part 61 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rolling over, daring herself to sneak a glance at the clock (Four thirty, do you even know how to sleep my darling?) she stood up and wiped the sleep out of her eyes, then stretched her back. You would have thought she'd become slightly accustomed to the whole experience of no sleep, however having at least seven months without crime gave her time to actually rest, and she wasn't used to the routine yet. She loved her daughter, she really did, but she wished she'd learn to fall asleep and stay asleep. Trudging along the corridor to Holly's room she noticed t
Joker's Journal - 2Attempt 4Joker's Journal - 21 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Today I'm too busy to write.
Same as yesterday. I'm too busy to write.
Ya see, Harley's trying to get me in the habit of writing everyday.
I'm humoring her. For now. A sentence a day isn't so bad. Whoops, this one's four sentences.
AHAHAHA I SEE WHAT SHE'S DOING! Little snitch! Look at that! Every entry is a tiny bit longer than the last!!! Look at it! How'd she make me do that!?
I know how. She possessed me.
She's possessing me again:
Oh hi, I'm Harley, I love The Joker, I love love love love love love him! It's all I ever talk about! How much I love love love love him! I never think about anything else, I'm a hoar, I love him so damn much and I especially love making him write in these GODDAMN JOURNALS!!!
She's not giving up. No matter what I do. I tried to destroy the notebook. I tried to hide all the writing utensils in the building. I tried to cheat out of writing in any way that I could. It's not work
The Start Of The JokeChapter: 1The Start Of The Joke1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I woke up to whispering. What is going on? The last thing I remember is mommy and daddy was about to get on stage and I was back stage about to fall asleep. Daddy gave me a kiss on my head and said he would be back later. Now I am here. I lift up my head and open my eyes after yawning and rubbing my eyes with my little hands I look around. There was about 5 kids and a woman. I was inside some place and saw more kids having fun outside. The woman smiled at me.
"Hello I am Suzy. What is your name honey?" she asked.
"where is mommy and daddy?" I ask.
"honey they were killed on one of their acts while you were asleep." she says sadly.
"how?" I ask.
"well..." she starts with a look that says she was unsure to tell me. "your father's head was cut off and your mother was shot." she says then pulls me into her arms. I start to cry.
"shhh Hun it's ok. Now what was your name again?"
"Harleen." I say though sobs.
"what a pretty name Harleen." she says. She rubs my back as
Kind WordsA HARLEY QUINN/JOKER FANFICTIONKind Words1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"You think I'm pretty, without any makeup on. You think I'm funny, when I tell the punch line wrong. I know you get me, so I let my walls come down, dooowwwwnnnn! Let's go all the way tonight, no regrets, just love. We can dance until we die, you and I, will be young forever!"
Joker looked up from a newspaper he had spread over the lap of his dirty purple suit and looked at the closed bathroom door where, behind the rotted wood, Harley was showering and singing an annoying pop song about love at the top of her lungs. "That girl couldn't carry a tune with a bucket," he muttered as he looked back down to the paper. He circled the obituary of a death he had caused, a smile spreading on his dry, scabby lips.
" You brought me to life, now every February, you'll be my valentine valentine! Let's go all the way tonight, no regrets just love. We can dance until we die, you and I will be young fore
You had me at stabbingHe was well dressed.You had me at stabbing1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Coming here to kill the ache between my legs.
Cut me out of the dull black and white life of mine.
He was clever.
Destroyed my pure thoughts.
Planted the impure ones.
He was handsome.
With dark brown eyes that held a mystery of death and seduction.
Tall enough to loom over me, oh won't you haunt me?
He was arrogant.
Liked to toy with my braids, make them messy.
Hands pushing back his messy hair, show off the imperfections he sang to me.
He was sad.
Like pricking needles and dirty syringes.
A bed of nails wouldn't break him but my absence...
He was murderous.
He had a school boy smirk.
How I fell for it.
How I long for it.
He liked the color purple.
With splotches of blood on it.
Against my pale skin.
He was a monster.
Disguised like a monster.
Pretending to be a monster.
He was volatile.
With kisses flying over my breast.
With hands around my neck.
He was a prince.