The Joker x Male Reader Oneshots

Darkest Side Of Me

I can't escape this hell
So many times I've tried
But I'm still caged inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself

You roll your eyes at your father. Yes, you're 24 and still living at home. You don't have enough money saved to get your own place.

He keeps going off about what a dead beat you are. Then your sister joins in. That's great. Your fourteen year old sister likes to act like she's your mother. It annoys you beyond belief.

You storm out of the house going to your friends. (F/n) always knows how to make you feel better.

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
(This animal, this animal)

When you get there, you can't even say a word before she goes off about her problems. You can't take it! Can't someone just listen to you for once?

Without saying a word, you walk into her kitchen. You grab a butcher knife and take a deep breath.

You know what you have to do. None of them care about you. They only care about themselves.

"(Y-Y/n)? W-What're you doing?"

You run at her and swing the knife down at her. With your jaw clenched, you slice at her head over and over. Finally, you stepped back covered in blood as her body fell limply onto the floor.

I can't escape myself
(I can't escape myself)
So many times I've lied
(So many times I've lied)
But there's still rage inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself

The only thing going through your mind is the two other people who need to go.

You walk back to your house not caring if anyone sees you covered in blood.

As soon as you walk in the door of your sister's room, she screams. You laugh as you run up to her and knock her down. You straddle her so she can't get away.

You stab her repeatedly in the chest. You laugh when you see her dead corpse.

You walk out of her room. You find your father asleep with a beer can in his hand and a few empty cans at the bottom of his chair. You roll your eyes. Typical.

You want him dead most of all. So you make it quick. You slit his throat and his blood sprays everywhere.

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal

By now, it's dark out. You go to your room, stuff a few things in a bag, and leave this dreadful house forever.

You walk down to an abandoned building near your place. You and (F/n) used to sneak in with some of your dad's beer to get drunk.

Only, when you opened the door, it wasn't empty. It looked like a gang and some guy wearing clown makeup took over the once empty building.

The gang all cocked their guns and pointed them at you. Great. You had about twenty guns aimed at your head. Perfect.

The clown guy walked over to you. You immediately dropped the blood covered knife.

"And what games have you been playing?"

"I.... I'm sorry, my friend and I use to sneak in here to get drunk..... I thought it was still abandoned.... I'll.... I'll leave," you say looking down.

He grabs your arm and pulls you to the center of the room.

"You know, I hate guns," He says to you.

With that one sentence, all the guns are put away.

"Why are you covered in all this blood? I'm very interested."

You look up at him. His eyes.... They're beautiful.... You shake the thought from your head.

"I had a bad day....."

He raised an eyebrow waiting for you to explain more.

"....They didn't care about me... Didn't love me.... They deserved it...."

He smiles before looking over at one of the guys.

"Go get this young man some clothes that aren't covered in blood."

Somebody help me through this nightmare
I can't control myself
Somebody wake me from this nightmare
I can't escape this hell

Once you're in clean clothes, the clown introduces himself.

"I'm The Joker. And you?"

"(Y-Y/n)."

"Lovely to meet you (Y/n). Want a little advice?" he asks.

You nod your head although you have a feeling he'd give you this advice even if you said no.

"Smile, because it confuses people. Smile, because it's easier than explaining what is killing you inside."

He smiles, drawing your attention to his mouth and those scars.

"Wanna know how I got these scars?"

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
(This animal I have become)