Heath & Jared's Joker X Reader Imagines (short stories)

one - heath ledgers joker

Your Boyfriend Gives You A Surprise Visit On Halloween Night, To Discover That You Are Dressed Up As Him...

You danced around your living room happily, your phone in hand, texting your friends. You were waiting for them to come pick you up, to go to a Halloween party. You anticipated it all year, it was the highlight of October for you. Every year, you'd get drunk and dance the night away with your closest friends until the early hours of the morning. What could be better?

Your costume was perfect! You were dressed up as the most important man in your life... your boyfriend! He meant the world to you, so you wanted to show the world that. You were wearing his purple blazer and green waistcoat, with a blue tank top underneath, purple high heels and a short purple skirt, to show off your legs. You and your friends always dressed slutty, so you couldn't break the trend. Boys flirting with you always happened, it was inevitable, so why not show yourself off to the max?

There was only one problem... your boyfriend didn't know you were dressing at him. You weren't sure if he'd be mad, but you couldn't imagine that he'd like the idea of you mocking his look. Especially as you were wearing his signature makeup and had your hair sprayed green and slicked back. He would straight out kill anyone who mocked him, but you were another matter.

It's not like he'd see anyway. He hates Halloween, and doesn't have any social media to see any of the photos, thank god. You could only imagine how embarrassed he'd be, seeing you dancing shamelessly with your girls.

Suddenly there was a knock of the door.

"COMING", you shouted, throwing your phone onto the sofa and making your way to the front door.

You swung the door open to see the clown prince of crime himself, on your doorstep, back towards you. He turned around when he heard the door open, and his mouth dropped when he saw you. You didn't move, shocked. There was an awkward couple of seconds of him gawping at your appearance, so you forced out:

"J-joker! Hi! I was, uh, just, um, leaving!" You awkwardly tried to shut the door on him, but the door was stopped by his foot. He didn't have a smile on his face. You were in trouble.

The clown opened the door with his gloved hand, and walked passed you, into your living room.
"I-I", you began, watching him. Your face was bright red, hopefully he couldn't see through the white paint covering your skin.

"Stop", he told you. You stopped stuttering and watched him sit down on your couch.
"W-why are you here, b-babe?" You asked, looking down at him. You weren't scared of him, even though you should be. He was the clown prince of crime for a reason. But you were just embarrassed.

"I came over to give ya this..." he dug into his pocket and brought out a little orange, pumpkin lollypop. Your heart could've melted. He was so cute. You looked him in the eye, a small smirk on your face. You stepped over to him and tried to take it from his hand.

He pulled it away from you, and sighed loudly.
"But I'm not sure if you- uh, deserve it. I mean... look at ya". He glared at his blazer that was draped over your shoulders.

He rose up from the sofa, glaring down at you. You gulped.
"Where do you think you're going dressed like that?" He asked, with an expressionless face.
"Um, a party", you reply, your cheeks burning red.
"There is only one clown prince in this town, doll." He poked your shoulder harshly, pushing you down onto the sofa. You let him shove you, sitting like a rag doll while he lurked over you.

His fingers stroked your thighs softly, while his eyes weren't so soft.
"You thought you could make fun of me, and not get caught", he growled playfully. You just look up at him, in silence.
"Well, ya can't darlin." He purred, leaning closer and closer to you.

His fingers travelled up to your waist.
"Ya know sweetheart, I've always wondered what it would be like to fuck myself..." he snarled dangerously. You closed your eyes and drank it in. You secretly loved him dominating you like this.

You both jumped out of your skins when the doorbell went. You pushed him away and ran to the door, opening it enough to stick your head out.
"Give me two minutes", you say to the group of girls outside your door.
You continue to close the door and turn to face him again.

He looked happier now, for some reason.
"My jacket suits you, maybe I should let ya wear it more often." He smirked, looking you up and down, gesturing towards the oversized purple blazer.
"And that damn skirt... I'm not sure when I wore that, but maybe that's just my memory playing up again." You let out a small giggle, while trying to gather up all your stuff, ready for the party. Your hand grazed over the lollypop and you smiled down at it.

You picked it up and looked at it. You didn't even want to eat it, it was too cute.
"I, uh...some kid gave it to me on my way here. Probably thought I was dressed up or something" He says, looking down at his feet awkwardly. He wasn't used to telling you things like this. He was a criminal, usually kids would run away, scared at the sight of him.

"Maybe too many people dressed up like me have tarnished my look", he says to you sarcastically.
"Well, I'll make sure to be as scary as possible tonight, to get you your reputation back." You winked at him, before strutting to the front door. Just before you reached the door handle, you felt strong hands pull at your waist. You felt his lips touch your ear. His following words made you shiver:

"Don't get too drunk, I meant what I said about wanting to fuck myself... I'll be waiting."

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Hiii. This is the first imagine I've ever written :). Sorry if it was too long. Hope y'all enjoyed <3