For the Love of Joker 3For the Love of Joker 33 years 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.
Twice as hardShe'd turn to look at him, wondering where the days events went by like little droplets falling from a broken faucet.Twice as hard3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The city had actually simmered down and the crazy talk had sort of slipped under the sheets. Then inmates found warmer spots and hoped that food would eventually be dropped. Somehow the crazy side of town had gotten it's own place and name, still a mystery to her how this had been managed but then again anything is possible with a city filled with so many cruel intentions.
Then again, everything had gone to shit in nano seconds.
She washed the blood from her hands before turning to look at him, bandages around his torso, blood staining the bed and his ragged breathing getting just the tiniest bit fainter. Harley had done all she could for now, sending out the kids to get the first doctor the could find and get him or her down here as quick as possible but for now, she'' drown herself in cheap whiskey and watch over him. It was a combination of things, a shoot out that w
For the Love of JokerFor the Love of Joker3 years 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,
An Unlikely Encounter ch.37CHAPTER 37An Unlikely Encounter ch.373 years ago in Profiles More Like This
It took me a couple of seconds for her words to properly sink in. When they finally did, i began blinking owlishly.
"You can't be serious." I deadpanned, a smirk slowly creeping across my face. Roxanne looked as if she was trying not to take offense.
"I'm as serious as a heart attack."
I couldn't help but laugh a little. "Roxanne, the Joker absolutely abhors your very existence on this Earth! How do you expect to sneak him out of the mansion, UNSEEN, without his complete cooperation?" I was aware that this was a very trying situation, but I couldn't help but see the obvious humor in her idea.
Roxanne frowned. "Well, shouldn't the fact that I'm going to be the one taking him out only further encourage him to leave?"
I opened my mouth to respond, but I was interrupted. "AND, what other choice do you have, hmm? This will be the first time Bruce has left his own home in almost SIX days! When else will we receive such an opportunity?"
"We could always wait until Bruce has to leav
Harley Quinn Arkham Asylum Pt1She stared down at the empty coffee mug with the words #1 Sweetheart printed on the side, drumming her fingers nervously on the reception desk of Arkham's intensive treatment facility.Harley Quinn Arkham Asylum Pt13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Commissioner Gordon, whom had just arrived a few minutes previously after dealing with the press, looked over the blonde haired doctor wearing an extremely altered version of a nurse's outfit she designed herself, holding her heart shaped necklace tightly in her hand; wondering how Ivy, her girlfriend, whom was also reformed, would feel if he would've killed her.
"Look Harley," he began, putting his coffee down, "I know you're scared but you've seen all the improvements Warden Sharp has made to Arkham. I'm sure everything will be fine.
"I know, She sighed deeply, "Commish, I'm not sure I can take your word for it. What if he escapes? I'm the first one on his killing list!" She calmed herself down before continuing, "I'm sorry, it's just that he's so unpredictable. He'll probably manage to get out an
Joker's Journal 6#36Joker's Journal 62 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I haven’t heard anyone call me by my real name in a long time. The flash of fear and confusion at hearing it yelled out across the entire shelter was quickly replaced by the recognition of her voice, and the comfort that she was the only one left who knew me by that name. I sent Mouse to find and bring back Harley, sending my pocket watch with her as proof of my presence.
Mouse is my mouse. Well, she’s a kid. But she’s my mouse. I found her around here recently after I’d escaped the cops’ surprise ambush. I walked in the shelter, buried under some foul scraps of clothes, and noticed her following me at a distance. Once I’d settled down and obtained a spot in the corner of the top floor, she settled in right beside me without a word.
I tried to scare her off by revealing my unmistakable attire and face paint, but her pants remained dry. She doesn’t know who the hell I am. She’s never seen me before. Has absolutely no clue who I am! The
For the Love of Joker 17%Harley Quinn%For the Love of Joker 172 years 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
An Unlikely Encounter ch. 39CHAPTER 39An Unlikely Encounter ch. 392 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Time seemed to freeze around us.
The Joker's kiss was everything I'd ever imagined, and at the same time, nothing I'd ever felt. It was almost as if he'd sucked the air right out of my lungs with the first graze of his lips, because I felt so lightheaded while he kissed me that I feared for a second I might float right out of the room.
The shock of his actions rendered me completely unresponsive to the kiss at first, however, and the only thing I could do at that moment was to stare with my eyes wide open. The Joker had his eyes closed, but when he didn't feel me respond, he increased the intensity of the kiss by pressing his lips harder on mine, and shoving one hand in my hair to keep me in place.
THAT got a reaction out of me. I couldn't fight the low mewl that escaped my lips, and the noise allowed his tongue to slip between my lips and explore my mouth. To my surprise, he tasted somewhat sweet as his tongue swept around inside. Finally, my eyes fluttered shut from the se
Jacob's LadderShe hummed in the passenger seat, and Jonathan knew she sensed the heaviness in the van. Yet he didn't know how to dispel it. What could he do? Open his mouth and let everything just seep out? No, she was smiling, she was happy, and that was all that mattered to him.Jacob's Ladder5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Jonny, is something wrong?"
His eyes glanced over to her. He shook his head even though internally he was nodding, 'Yes, how come you wanted to come back again? You are a glutton for punishment? Can't you see he's just using you?'
"No, I'm fine, Harley. Just watching for the Batman."
Harley sighed, "Jon, when you're upset you really stink at lyin'. I hope ya know that. Something's wrong." His hands tightened on the steering wheel. "Jon, we're friends, you can tell me. Did Jay hurt you? You can tell me, I won't tell on you. Everyone's got to let out a little steam."
"I suppose they do," he said with a mild edge to his voice, tipping Harley off that he didn't want to talk about it any further. "Joker didn't do anything. <b>
Joker's Journal - 1She's nuts. I hate her.Joker's Journal - 13 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sometimes.Never mind. Always. I was stupid to let a psychologist attach onto me. As if I didn't get enough pointless therapy in Arkham! I had to bring a doctor outside as my own personal advisor. Idiotic.
What is this? Its a journal. Me scribbling my "thoughts" on a paper. She's making me do it. She's watching me right now. I ask her what the hell to write, and she suggests writing my current actions. That's what I'm doing.
Now I'm out of things to write. But you know what's funny? I can't write that I'm staring at a blank piece of paper, because that would be lying. I can however, write "Fifteen minutes ago I was staring at a blank piece of paper."
I know how to annoy her.
I am writing. I am writing. I am writing. I am writing. I am wr
She says that doesn't count. Now I have to sit here for another hour. Nothing is stopping me from leaving. Her glares don't intimidate me.
Hell with this.
She made me write that
Green Lantern TAS: Trust"Stay with the Inceptor, Razer. Kilowog and I will be back as soon as we drop these two off somewhere far away from here."Green Lantern TAS: Trust3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The Red Lantern merely nodded once in response as Hal and Kilowog flew off with Zartok and Drusa, the pair of criminals held captive by binding construct. After being tossed down the Interceptor's ramp and then half buried in rock by Mogo, Zartok and Drusa weren't much of a problem. However, they were too close to the Interceptor and Jordan wanted them moved before the ship took off.
Razer cast a glance in Aya's direction, a silent indicator that they should get on board themselves. He then walked up the ramp, making his way further in to the ship's bridge. The sound of metal clicking against metal informed him that Aya was following in his wake.
Coming to a halt near his usual station on the bridge, Razer glowered at the scuff marks that had been left on the floor, walls and even the ceiling. When the Interceptor had come down earlier, it had gone into
YJ: DenialMount JusticeYJ: Denial3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
August 19, 19:39 EDT
Aqualad and Superboy stood across from each other as the computer started the countdown for them to start their sparring match. Artemis and Miss Martian were on the side, watching and talking among themselves while Kid Flash stood a little away from them, eating as usual. Zapps stood next them him, watching in awe at Superboy and Aqualad's little match though it was short lived. Superboy took Aqualad with one swift move, throwing him to the ground. "Fail Aqualad." The computer announced.
"Black Canary taught me that." Superboy boasted before helping Aqualad up.
Just at that time, Red Tornado came in. "Do you have a mission for us?" Kid Flash asked, speeding over next to him.
"Mission assignments are the Batman's responsibly." Red Tornado answered.
"Yeah but the Batman is with the Robin doing the dynamic duo thing in Gotham." Wally started. "But you're heading somewhere right? Hot date? Or a miss-on?"
"If we can be of help." Aqualad said.
Blue (OswaldCobblepotxReader) One-ShotBlue (OswaldCobblepotxReader) One-Shot6 months ago in Romance More Like This
The first time he had laid eyes on you, Fish Mooney had told him that you had a voice that made heads turn and eyes widen in surprise. Oswald had no doubt about that since a beautiful woman like yourself would have an equally divine voice to match. He watched you with curious eyes, a small smile on his face, as the spotlight was lowered onto your (h/c) head. Your eyes were rimmed with black, making your (e/c) pop and when your eyes flickered upwards and met his, he felt his breath hitch in his throat.
“Don’t get too riled up now,” Fish Mooney said, giving him a look. “Just wait until you hear her sing.”
Oswald waited on by excitedly. You took a step up to the microphone; your blue velvet dress sparkling underneath the light. Your red painted lips parted and a voice sweet as honey that had a twinkling sound like wind chimes, was heard.
“You say that you wanna go
To a land that's far away
How are we supposed to get there
With the way that we're
One night in Mount Justice.Mount Justice was empty, no one was there. The Fridge was full, a stack of movies lay untouched on the coffee table. The training room was empty, no sounds were heard. Anywhere. Perfection thought Artemis, as she grabbed her large green hoodie, a mug of coffee and her favourite book.One night in Mount Justice.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She sat reading for approximetly 7 and half minutes before...
*Reconized Kidflash B03*
No! Artemis Panicked! Hide, then he'll see no ones here and leave. Yes! Hide!
Artemis grabbed her book and ran to the side of the sofa, slide her self under.
Everthing was going to plan but...no the coffee cup!
Wally walked in, he thought her heard somthing, but it was proablly his imagination, his brain was probally playing tricks from lack of food. I mean he had't ate in like half an hour...but what was that? A mug. He picked up the coffee cup,still warm.
Hmm...he thought, noticing that the mug beared artemis' arrow logo on he went to investigate. And they're sticking out from the sofa was a single lock of
Look what the cat dragged in - PrologueUnbelievably, I had survived almost four days without food. Despite the pride of a man fervently pulsing within my chest, I only had one source of food out here on these streets. My only option for surviving was to scavenge through the scattered garbage bins of the slums. I had to suck it up, and just do it. I had to find a meal in much the same way a stray cat had to. But repulsively, the garbage dumpsters provided little to eat, and no matter how much willpower I put into forcing myself to eat the shit inside there, I vomited most of the scum before it was halfway down my throat. I kept telling myself with stubborn growls, "If you don't eat this, you will die! Now eat!!!" but I could not convince the opposing reflexes of my body to do as I said.Look what the cat dragged in - Prologue3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I realize now that the opposing force which I came to loathe was telling me something in defiance. It was saying, "Real food will come soon. Wait, be patient, save your energy." I was too deaf with hunger to hear it's calming words. Inside, I
Unmade"We're not finished yet." Thor cautioned Captain Rogers. There was a heavy pause, broken by a weary yet still insistent voice.Unmade3 years ago in Romance More Like This
" Right. And then shawarma after." Tony groaned.
Clint smirked when he heard Stark's voice over the com, relief flickering briefly across his stormy blue eyes. Leave it to that showboating son of a bitch to throw a nuke halfway across the universe and live to be sarcastic about it. Barton rolled his shoulders in a vain attempt to relieve the tension in his muscles, wincing at the bite of glass shards in his skin. He made a mental note for the future to avoid jumping off skyscrapers and smashing through windows whenever possible. Clint immediately refocused when his target wheezed painfully from the crater in the floor he occupied. The S.H.I.E.L.D marksman approached the fallen warmonger and assessed what if any threat he still posed. After the way the Hulk had worked Loki over, Barton doubted he had much to worry about. Still, he was glad he'd managed to s
Under the ChambersFanfiction: Robin/Kidflash (Young Justice)Under the Chambers4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The room: It was dark. It was cold. It was frightening and it took everything Robin had learned to keep him from quivering in fear. He couldn't show fear, not now, he had to believe that Batman was with him to keep him from being scared, he knows how bad he would get scolded for being scared. But he was only 14 right? His birthday was only a few days ago and now he wont even be able to enjoy the other birthdays that were yet to come.
Shut up Robin
He thought to himself
Don't you dare think like that
He attempted to clear his mind and think of the best way to get out of this mess, but the cold damp area made it hard to breath and overall made it hard to concentrate.
One thing led to the next and he then felt a sharp pain in his arm. "Aggh," he groaned and held it. He could feel the large slash, warm blood trickling from the opening. "Not to deep," he sighed in relief.
He could then all of a sudden feel all the wounds that h
Creative Expression~Conner and M'gann~Creative Expression3 years ago in Romance More Like This
This was not a day M'gann was ever expecting. She never created a "Plan B" for the day Conner left her side. She filled her thoughts with white wedding gowns and polished shoes, black as his hair. She covered her walls with Pinterest images and quotes from The Notebook. She got a little in-over-her-head, she admits. It honestly never crossed her mind that it just might not work out.
So now, three hours after his crushing words, she doesn't let herself think. Instead, she listens to the steady clip and tap of her heels on the stained concrete. She runs her hand along the smooth hull of the BioShip, hears the thrumming heartbeat within its organic engine. She keeps walking.
She isn't angry. Of course not. There isn't a reason to be angry, just a reason to keep walking
He said he wouldn't let me go.
She tears the thought out of her head with real force, physically going into her own mind, ripping apart the vision. She wants to forget his face
Joker Diaries Entry 1Joker Diaries Entry 13 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Today my mummy came to me in a dream. She had belts and braces and there was paint all over her face. She looked like a clown cause her nose as busted and bleeding. She told me, she said, "Son, your a bloody disgrace and an abortion of the world. Still, you always make me smile." Then she was gone...
FUnny dreams. I don't dream. ALl those others, they dream of who and what has been and gone. They dream of the future. If I were to dream, everyone would be laughing as I beat Harley with an accordion. It might even be fondly recalling when Barbara Gordon was shot in the spine, or that time we had Bats in the Asylum. Aaaaah, those were the days.
Today I am here at Arkham, the Asylum I sometimes call home. This cell needs a welcome mat. They always put me here, and there is always a Joker card on the mattress. Good old Gotham City! OH, how sad my life would be without you people! All I want to do is make you smiiiiiiiilee!! Smile and laugh until you die. It's sim
But A Number Part 8The alarm sitting on Bruce's nightstand went off at its usual time. Bruce turned it off and looked over at the still sleeping toddler. He smiled at the sight of Dick. He had his body wrapped around his Robin and he was sucking his thumb. After making sure Dick was still asleep after getting ready, Bruce walked down to the kitchen to see Alfred making coffee.But A Number Part 84 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Good morning Master Bruce." Alfred greeted as he poured two cups of the freshly brewed coffee.
"Morning Alfred." Bruce grabbed one cup just as his phone started ringing. Answering it, Bruce frowned.
He was planning on taking the day off to spend the day with Dick, but they needed him at the office all day.
"Is something wrong?" Alfred asked in concern.
"I can't stay with Dick today." Bruce sipped more of his coffee. Alfred would have been glad to watch the kid, but he had to run errands throughout the day, and he knew Dick would not be happy with that.
Bruce ran ideas of who could watch him through his head. The team was at school,
To Be Concoured Tim Drake is mine. Mine, mine, mine! I dont care how selfish that sounds, but I wont share. I love him far to much to let him slip through my fingers. How else am I supposed to live?To Be Concoured4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Without Tim, life isnt worth living.
Again with the cheesy Kon! Gosh, im better than this. I know I can do better, becuase ive dont better... Tim deserves better. Waaaaay better than some cheesy pick up lines.
I've thought, time and time again, that im so lucky to have a man like Tim love me the way I lovee him. I've though over and over again that he's the best thing to ever happen to me. I've told him that I loved him, but just love doesnt explain how much i really do love him.
Its more than love. Maybe its lust, who knows. My feelings are far more than love for him. He makes me smile, makes me happy, can pull me out of any bad mood and make me laugh for no apparent reason. The way he kisses me makes me feel so much more in love, and I cant help