The Joker x Reader Imagines 💚

What You Wish For

He always blurs out things when he's mad and takes it out on the wrong people. If he wants you and your daughter to be gone, why not grant his wish? After all, the great Joker doesn't need anybody around.

"...and you two are always around, I wish you would just disappear!" J grumbles, irritated that his plans for last night's kidnapping went downhill. Of course he has to take it on somebody and since you and your daughter happen to be right there...again...

"Hey, knock it out!" you urge him, noticing Emma squeezing harder on her teddy bear. She keeps on looking at you and her dad, uneasy. "That would be enough, don't say things like this in front of our kid!" you frown, stopping what you're doing for the moment, which is folding her little dresses.

"I mean it, I want you two to vanish! You are in my way, I want to be alone! I need peace and quiet," he snarls, pacing around the living room, pointing his finger at Emma.

"Where...where should I go, daddy?" she whimpers, backing out a bit.

"I don't give a damn, just get out of my sight!" The Joker replies, going out on the balcony.

"Are you serious?!" you mutter, not believing what just came out of his mouth. Emma starts crying and you have to go and hug her, trying to comfort a child that doesn't understand her father's outbursts. "Daddy didn't mean it, honey, ok? He's just upset. Go get ready for bed and I'll come tuck you in. Stop crying, he didn't mean it," you wipe her tears, feeling your heart sink.

"D-does daddy h-hate me?" she stutters in your ear, sniffling.

"No, of course not, never! He can't hate his little Pumpkin, there's no way," you smile, reassuring her, caressing her back to make it better. "Come on, go get ready, I'll be right there," and you put her down, watching as she slowly heads towards her bedroom. You deeply inhale and follow J on the balcony, determined to make things right.

He is sitting on the couch, fidgeting with his gun. You stomp towards him and yank the pistol out of his hand, tossing it on the concrete.

"Don't say mean things to your daughter, do you hear me? She's not even 6 yet!"
"Get lost, Y/N!" he growls, pushing you away.

"No, I'm not getting lost!" you place yourself in front of him again. "You made her cry, are you happy about that? All that she knows is that you're her dad and she loves you, she doesn't grasp your ... complicated behavior," you make it sound as nice as you can since you want to strangle him on the spot.

"Shut up, Y/N!" J reaches for his gun but you take his hand and hold it in place.

"No, you have to go and make it up to her; you shouldn't say such horrible things to Emma! I don't care you are in a foul mood, deal with it!" you snap at him, annoyed. You let go of his hand and lift his chin up, forcing him to look at you since he's avoiding your gaze.

"Is she...really crying?" he sighs, biting on his cheek. The bitter expression on your face confirms it. The Joker grunts, suddenly relaxing his shoulders and unexpectedly burying his face on your tummy. "I didn't mean it..." you hear his muffled voice and you kick his shin, distancing from him.