Marvel and DC Imagines

Sick (Joker x Reader)

I'm not the one for kinky stuff but I thought this fitted best with Jokers whole character.
Kidnaping, kinky, pain, whips, that's what I imagine him doing with Harley. ;) lol.

Y/N had the power to make people attracted to her.

She is able to convince people to fall in love with her.

She uses that to advantage sometimes, and it's a burden sometimes.

Some of her victims actually believe that they are in love with her, but this story talks about a particular victim.

Gotham's own Joker.

Y/N is also known a Cupid, working with her powers and bow and arrow. She was working with Batman to take down the Joker and that's when she used her powers.

That help her win this round.

This round.

Her powers caused her devastation, it caused Jokers infatuation with her, his obsession, his constant drug, his own little game.

Y/N walked out of the cafe, a hot coffee in hand. She sipped it as she walked along the busy sidewalk to her work place.

She turned the alley way, her shortcut. Y/N trudged over the dirty puddles and trash.

A figure stood in the alleyway, waiting for her.

He has been studying her for months now.

His bright green hair came into view along with his wide grin.

"My love." He cooed, opening his arms as if waiting for her hug.

Y/N froze, wide eyed. "Y-You're s-supposed to be in the a-asylum." She stuttered.

"I couldn't resist being by you, my little drug."

She reached for her phone, but the blacked out. Her body fell limp into the Jokers pale arms.

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Her eyes shot up, waking up.

Y/N's wrist where tied to the chair she was sitting in.

It was cold and the air was damp. Her surroundings where dark but she made out large pipes with human heads aligned, theirs eyes watching her and permanent smiles.

Her arms grew goosebumps and fear shot through her as she spotted whips, knives, and a hot iron.

Then he came into view.

"My love..." He said, drilling with admiration, "How do you like my pets?" He gestured to the heads on the pipes.

"Let me go." She plead, using her powers.

He stepped forward, about to actually let her go, but then chuckled.

He waved a finger in front of her nose, "Nuh, uh, uh honey. I don't think so." He crackled, and clapped his hands together in delight. "We are going to have so much fun~" he sang.

His skinny fingers found a little dagger on the table full of weapons, "Now..."

"What are you—"

He slammed his lips into hers.

She struggled, trying to move her head away.

"Don't interrupt me.." He growled, but then smiled. "Now... Where were we?" He frowned, not remembering.

"Wha—"

"Right." He beamed at her disgusted face, "Now darling~" he whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "Let me hear you scream."

And he pressed the dagger into her forearm.

Pain burned but she clamped her mouth shut.

He growled, and pressed down harder, "Scream." He growled threatening.

"No." Y/N snarled back.

"Feisty, aren't you, teacup?" He chuckled and licked the bloodstained knife. "You're lucky I like that."

"I don't like you."

He placed a hand over his chest, mocking hurt. "I'll make you love me." He replied back, then humming as he chose the next weapon to use on her.

You glanced down at your arm, which was still leaking blood.

Your head snapped up when you heard a crack in the air.

He stood there, grinning like a maniac holding a whip.

"You know," You said, staring at the whip nervously, "You're taking kinky to another level."

He pressed you back against your chair, smashing his lips and shoving his tongue into her mouth.

"Baby, I invented kinky."

His hand slithered under her sweater and groped her chest.

You sent him a disgusted look, "You're sick." Y/N spat.

"Love sick." He replied back, smirking.

Then a sharp slap of the whip engulfed you in pain.