Imagine that with Demi Lovato (Lesbian Stories)

Lets Have Some Fun

A/N - Okay so this is a little different to what I normally write but I adored writing it. I present to you Demi as the "Joker" and Y/N as the infamous, "Harley Quinn". You have been warned, if you don't like them don't read it. I hope some of y'all will like it as much as I do but I have a feeling it's not everyone's cup of tea 🦄💕

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING - Mild violence, murder, blood mention, mental health I guess?? ⚠️
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Walking slowly into the club, a dance beat blasting throughout. My heels tapped against the floor. My ass getting a gentle breeze despite the short shorts and fish net tights that covered it and my legs. I had a jacket on over my t-shirt to keep warm. My neck occupied by my signature Puddin gold necklace. Girls in hardly any clothing danced around poles as crowds of people filled the space between. I was heading to the back, to see her. My love. My one and only. I pulled back the curtain that lead to her private booth and the minute my eyes landed on her my heart began to race. Butterflies began to flutter. I was so in love with this woman it was insane. At least that's what the voices keep telling me. She sat in red dress, black heels gracing her feet. Her long brown locks, cascading down her shoulders. Her make up flawless. A wide grin spread across my lightly glossed lips. "Hey Puddin" I called out. "Come to momma." She responded a small smile on her face as she patted her leg. Skipping over I fell into her lap. My arms snaking around her neck. From the corner of my eye I eventually noticed a man.  "Who's that?" I asked, eyeing the boy carefully. He had a rugged beard and broad shoulders. His hair was brown as was the orbs that occupied his eye sockets. I watched as his eyes trailed over me and I gave him a devilish grin. "This, my dear, is Alpha and you're my gift to him." "Oh goody!" I clapped my hands excitedly, jumping up to go sit next to him. I leaned in close. "Do you want me?" I whispered softly, gently running my fingers over his stubble but he just jerked away. "She's yours Demi, I don't want no trouble." I pouted. "You don't want little old me?" I stared at him before shrugging returning quickly to Demi's side. "He doesn't want me Miss L. I ain't good enough for him." "That's okay Y/N." Demi stood, pacing slowly towards Alpha. "You don't like her?" She pondered and the man shook his head. "I don't want no trouble, she is your lady."  "Do something about it Puddin' he's no fun. He won't play with me." I whined my eyes catching Demi's hand going for her gun. "Do it Puddin. Do it!" I chanted as she yanked the gun out shooting the guy straight between the eyes. A long, loud chuckle filled the booth and I clapped. "Let's go." Demi demanded strutting out of her booth. I ran behind happily, humming a soft tune to myself.

She led us to her car and I slipped into the passenger seat. Pressing on the pedal the car roared to life, speeding down the road. My love turned to me, a devilish glint in her eye. "Wanna cause some trouble?" "Always." I placed my tongue between my teeth, biting softly while a mischievous grin graced my lips. It was a habit I picked up from Demi. Not that I was complaining. Everything she did was perfect. "Go faster! Faster!" I yelled out and she gave a loud maniacal laugh. Pushing on the pedal, continuing our speeding through the streets of Gotham. Screeching to a halt, we stopped outside a bank. I knew what was coming and I was more than ready as my eyes drifted over the building. "Come on sugar, let's have some fun. I've called the boys." The boys meaning her henchmen. You see Demi ran an organised crime empire while I helped her out. Some referred to us as the Queens of Gotham. We got what we wanted, whenever we wanted. And every queen needs some loyal subjects right? Taping my finger against my chin, I thought for a moment  "But Miss L, I don't got me weapons." "Oh my dear, I brought you some new toys." My eyes lit up at the thought as she got out and went to the back. I followed her around to the back and she yanked up the trunk. An array of weapons were sprawled out, in different sizes, shapes and colours. "Oooooh!" I squealed at the thought, excited to finally have something to do. I picked up a pistol as well as my trusty bat. "This is gonna be so much fun." Planting a kiss on her cheek, I strutted past. A hard slap against my ass and I giggled as my beloved followed. A few of Demi's henchmen appeared but as we got to the front door, I stopped dead. "Wait!" I called out from the back and everyone, including Demi turned to face me. Reaching  into my bra, I yanked out a tube of blood red lipstick. I pulled of the cap, gently smothering my lips. "Seriously?" One of the men called and so I rolled my eyes. Pursing my lips, I rubbed them together before popping them. "Let my queen finish." Demi stated. "Thanks Puddin!" I grinned, biting my bottom lip slightly before making my way to the front of the group. I looked through the glass panel at all the playthings just waiting inside. "Y/N get off the glass, before you set of an alarm." Turning back for just a second I frowned. Then stuck out my tongue and placed it gently against the cool glass, running it upwards. "Thats fucked up." A soft chuckle left my lips and I tightened my grip on my bat. Swinging it straight into the door, the glass shattered to the floor. "Let's play." Screams sounded and everyone ducked. It was pretty empty considering it was nearly closing time but there was enough for this to entertain me. I stepped through the now vacant hole in the door. "Why doesn't she just pull the door open?" "Because she is psycho."  I stood by the side watching the men and Demi filter in, holding their guns up. The alarms blared, almost blocking out all the ideas now swirling around my head. "You boys talking about me?" I came up behind them wrapping my arms over there shoulders. "Uh..." "Ready to play boys?" I let go skipping forward, not caring about their answers. They do what they're told or Demi blows their brains out simple as that. Even if they weren't ready it was time. Round and round the garden, went a teddy bear. I sang as I skipped around the floor, in between the frightened workers and members of public. The tip of my bat trailing against the blue velvet carpet. Demi took the lead in getting the money, going up to a cashier. Security came rushing in, guns at the ready. "Yay! Look whose here." I skipped forward as they split up to take on the henchmen as well as me. I stared at one as he attempted to shoot me. Pathetic. I ran toward them, getting my bat ready. Whack. He fell backwards, dropping his gun and I stood over him. " One step. Whack. Two step. Whack. I made sure not to hit him too hard, where would be the fun in getting rid of him so fast.
Tickle you under there. I reached down tickling the man over his outfit. He squirmed slightly. "This has been fun but I wanna go play with the other toys." I stood up, shooting him straight. His body became lifeless, blood slowly leaking out to stain what looked like a nice carpet. "What a shame, it's gonna be killer getting that blood out." "Y/N, come to momma" Her familiar voice called out amongst the gun shots and grunts of men. "Puddin!" I yelled back, searching around and running up to her side. "Yeah miss L?" "This fine young lady has a few choice words to say about you and out little gang so I thought you'd like to take care of her. She can be quite the little tease." " I jumped up and down excitedly, clapping my hands. "Really? Thank you." "Anything for you my dear." She gently, ran her hand over my cheek. My legs almost gave in just at the slightest interaction. My stomach was doing somersaults. Turning my attention to the blonde, I smiled. "So you wanna join the party, lady?" I asked softly. "You're crazy." She spat back in response. "The police are on their way." "Oh I like her. She's feisty." I teased, biting my lip. "Have fun, my doll. Make it quick though I'm going after the money." Demi began to walk away. "Aww I don't wanna rush." I leaned in close. "Back off." "Aww you're no fun. Play with me, I'm bored." I wrapped my arms around her, resting my head on her shoulder. Looking out over the crowd as did she.  Guards lay motionless on the floor while others cried out, or shook out of fear. "You see my buddies, they're having so much fun. I think we can have just as much. Don't wanna end up like them guards now do ya?" I giggled, running my tongue over her cheek. "Crazy bitch." Cocking a brow, I backed off. Instantly grabbing my gun, I held it to the back of her pretty, blonde head. "What did you just call me." "No please don't." I giggled louder. "What did you call me lady?" "Nothing, I'm sorry." It amused me to see someone shake at my own hand. Her loud unsteady breathing like music to my ears. This was what I lived for, causing mayhem with my favourite girl. "Beg me to keep you alive." The woman began pleading for her life. Explaining her life story as tears began falling down her cheeks. It was amusing to see such an attitude change. Though It was becoming tiring. I stifled a yawn. "Bored." "No wait-" I pulled the trigger, straight through the back of her head. Blood splattered back causing me to flinch. "She ruined my make up." I grumbled, wiping the blood spots off my face. "We're out." Demi shouted. "The cops should be here any second." I skipped happily, swinging one of my arms in rhythm with my bat that rested in the other. Things flew across the room. Others broke. I was having a ball following my love. "Quicker Y/N!" My speed increased and I jumped into the passengers seat. "Drive." I cackled, an enthusiastic grin on my face. The car sped down the road followed by a van of henchmen.

"Did my baby have fun?" "So much, Puddin." I was practically jumping in my seat to the sound of  police sirens in the distant background. However it didn't last for long when a loud bang sounded above me. My head shot up. "Looks like we have company." The other stated, looking towards me. "Batsy, Batsy, Batsy." I singsonged, my eyes wide. My smile bright. Rolling down the window, I leaned out. Sitting on the edge of the window, I searched the top of the car. A man in a dark costume crouched. Climbing back in, Demi laughed. "Looks like the bat wanted in on the fun." "Stupid bat, trying to crash the party." I grabbed my gun, reloading it. I shot above me multiple times hoping one would hit. Back out the window I went, sitting on the side. "If we wanted you here, we would have invited you." I yelled, I cautiously let go of the window edge. Holding the gun on the top of the car. I aimed at the bat. Bang. Bang. Off into the darkness her went and back inside I went. "The party pooper is gone." I declared, throwing my gun on the dashboard. "That's my girl" Demi praised and I couldn't help but smile. Putting my head out the window, the wind hit me fast. "Wheeeeeeeeeeeee" Arriving back at the hideout, I quickly pushed the door open. "Home." I put my arms in the air, spinning once as Demi got out. Inside she went and I followed behind, she went all the way into her office. That meant she had work to do but that wasn't gonna stop me. "Puddin' I wanna play some more." I took my usually space on her lap. "What's momma working on?" I asked, my hand grazing the side of the file. Her hand came into with my check, pulling me to face her. I leaned in connecting out lips. I placed my hands on her cheeks pulling her closer. As my girlfriend pulled away, I whimpered at the loss of contact. "Y/N, I gotta finish. Go play somewhere else." A exaggerated sigh left my lips. "Fine Miss L." I groaned. Standing up I walked away, shaking my ass deliberately to tease her along the way. I went around the place talking to each of the henchmen but they were all boring. No one wanted to have any fun. Or even talk for that matter. I know they think I'm insane which usually puts people off so instead I decided to go for a walk. I took mammoth steps along the path, not really thinking about the fact the police were still after me when something sharp sliced my cheek. I turned sharply, my eyes narrowing in as I brought my hand to my sliced skin. "Batsy always lurking in the dark." I rubbed the blood between my finger tips before reaching for my gun. I patted around but I had nothing on me. I spun once thinking maybe I dropped it before remembering I left it in the car. "Gee guess we're doing this old school." Looking back, the man was gone. "Wowee you're fast. Scared to face me head on, bat." I yelled out. "Y/N." The voice seemed distant and so I decided to take my chance and head back , not sure what had happened with Batman. Running with a smile, a weight took me by surprise. I fell down flat. My head colliding with the pavement.  "Give up!" "Why you always gotta ruin everything?" He pinned me against the cold ground. My arms against my back held by his muscular hands. "Let's see how much partying you do in Arkham." I couldn't help but laugh at his deep words. "I can't wait to go back. You know how much I love escape games."