I didn't intend for any of this to happen. I thought I was helping....Or maybe I was just curious. Regardless of my intentions, I ended up falling in love. I fell for something beyond anything I've ever touched. It was a new feeling, a deranged texture. And I just loved the way it felt on my delicate, virtuous heart. A/N: this is a fanficfion that involves the Jared Leto's Joker and a love interest character that I created. So in this world, Harley Quinn does not exist, instead it is my character. Also, even though the Joker is the 'design' from Suicide Squad aka Jared Leto's Joker, I still might make him use backstories/quotes from other Jokers before him. SIDE NOTE: This is just a FANFICTION. I know the Joker doesn't really have a sense of sensuality or ability to love. He couldn't care less about relationships. But the way I see it, in MY story, as MY interpretation of the joker; he is capable of loving, but only as much as someone like Joker can love. He has his own way of loving because after all, he has a corrupted mind. In my fanfiction, I want him to be able to love to a degree because 'love' really is the only human thing he has left. And that's what makes the Joker so scary yet fascinating at the same time. He twinges of normality from time to time when it comes to human feelings, which shows that in a way, he's capable of changing if he wanted I deep down. But of course he doesnt. Instead he decides to keep being Joker anyways, which to me makes him scarier and more fascinating that way.

These are just short Gotham imagines - all character x reader. In fact, it's mostly Jerome x reader since he's my absolute fave :3 • Feel free to request stuff (unless it's nsfw). I will most likely accept (because I run out of ideas quick...) but if I don't like it/don't feel comfortable writing it, don't be angry if I deny. • BTW: NO LONGER UPDATING Warning: Violence, unhealthy relationships

A collection of short stories regarding the Joker. Warning: smut, violence, language.

"Say it. Say it." "You Don't Own Me." "Oh baby, I think I do."

Spade Ace Quinn always thought her parents we're dead but three years ago found out different.. on her eighteenth birthday. Now living in Metropolis and giving Superman hell with her boyfriend C.J Spade BailQuinn can't figure out if she is still Bailee Crater who was stuck in Arkham for twelve years or if she has took on the roll as the daughter of The Joker and Harley Quinn. She has her own Henchmen and her own hideouts but, will a call from daddy change that?