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hhoneyribbons · 1 year

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Eye contact :: ledgerjoker! X female reader

WARNING :::

SMUT AHEAD!!!!

A/N : I’ve not written in such a long time and i finally found the time to , so i hope you enjoy and this is rather messy and its my first smut so i hope you like eek okay please enjoy luv ya !!!

summary : joker had been so busy witch causing chaos in Gotham city so much that you and him haven't seen each other in almost two months,one night you come home from working only to see Ur porch light on and things take a turn for the best....

word count :: 1,545

it's been two months since you've seen...touched and been with your madman, of course, you were more than worried... but you thought of yourself as crazy to be worried because the man lives for chaos ...but you still missed him and would bundle yourself up in one of his shirts and a blanket that smelt of him... the intense yet calming smell of grease paint and gun powder with a hint of liquor ...

your shift ended 5 minutes ago you pull your white coat on over ur black dress and pack up ur purse walking out to your car getting in and driving off home you turn on the car radio listing to a cd joker made for you, you looked at the dark night sky and feel a lump in ur throat thinking to yourself... " no no y/n don't cry he's okay, and just busy" you shake your head getting rid of the bad thoughts and continue to drive home

20 minutes later

you get out of the car your cheeks turning pink from the cold November air as the wind blows hard you walk up the many steps to your apartment and your heart beats as you see the porch light on worrying if you left it on... you felt more than paranoid. you grab your keys from your purse to open the door but as soon as you put ur hand on it,

it slowly creaks open... 'what the...' you said to yourself and slowly step into the apartment walking down the hallway you stop in your tracks as you step into the living room...

His eyes watch you stop as if you were frozen in time. his face bare with vulnerability no war paint to cover his exhaustion his body slouched in your loveseat chair his dirty blonde hair pushed back as he wears only a black dress shirt with the top buttons unbuttoned. your eyes never left his you were too much in shock that you were actually seeing him …

it's like he was playing a wicked game with your mind ... his slightly tan skin that you only would ever dream to see and touch. his red lips that would hold a proud mischievous grin now dark pink lips that were scarred.

your breath became uneven as you gently drop your bags next to your feet and slowly walked to him plopping down into his lap and pulling him into a tight hug almost whimpering out as his warmth surrounded your cold body 'j...it's really you, you softly spoke to him as his head came up and stroked the back of your head gently

he licked his dark pink lips licking over his scars and lets out a deep breath as if he's been holding it

'mm hi doll...' he said in a deeper voice instead of his normal clowny voice

your heart was racing miles as you held onto him tightly gripping his shirt as tight as you could

he hummed out enjoying your hold " it's been a while J I've missed you...so much " you said moving back to look up at his dark brown almost black eyes you both stayed in silence looking into each other's eyes trying to read each thought and emotion in one another ... the air slowly became heavier making it almost hard to breathe as then ur eyes slowly found jokers lip

"mmhh~ I've missed you too baby doll.. m' just been so busy " he spoke out to you and bit his lip as his eyes wandered over you " maybe too busy..mm? " he asked in question

you hummed in response as joker moved his hand to your knee rubbing up it slowly with his warm rough hand on your soft skin your body shivered as his hands moved up your dress rubbing your thigh and ass lovingly but his grip told otherwise his grip was tight making your body tremble in all the right ways, your eyes shut as you spoke breathlessly

" y-your so wicked Joker..mm " you whimpered out he slightly dug his nails into ur thigh he grinned

" you as well baby-mm"

your eyes open as your hands move with a mind of their own your thumb finds his scared cheek rubbing over it his body tenses as he moves back slightly he released out a deep growl eyes flickering shut almost warning you..daring you to continue, " you're so beautiful " your eyes water as your mouth speaks your thoughts. without much thought, you sniffled as tears fell and leaned in kissimg him deeply

he responds back to the kiss faster than lighting, his hand gripping your neck and snarling into your mouth as his tongue pushes through your lips and you both fall into a messy makeout hands pulling clothes off his shirt on the floor as your dress and jacket is thrown somewhere in the living room.

your lips leaving one another as joker moves his kisses down to your neck " J-J ahh~nmm" you panted out as he sucked bruises onto ur neck your hips slowly grind against his he growled out his hands hitting on your ass as you jump with a squeal he moved his lips from your neck looking at you

" naughty naughty girl..mm" he looked at you darkly as his hands rubbed up your waist slowly moving to ur bra strap you sucked in a breathe nervously as the bra was moved from your body you nipples stood hard at the cold air no matter your shyness joker kept eye contact with you grinning as your blushed face

his hands moved to your breast cupping them up into his warm hands " so pretty doll-mm my pretty babydoll " joker dirty talked as he started to bounce his knee against your pussy you gasped out holding onto his thigh and whimpering

" p-pleasemm.. please" you pleaded to him with soft doe eyes biting your lip he chuckled darkly at your pleading and licked over you hard nipple sucking on it grazing it with his teeth growling out you huffed in pleasure and you pulled at his dress pants " please.. please d-daddy I need you so bad mm joker" you whined out

he smirked around your boob pulling off your nipple with a flick of his tongue" mm you sure know how to get a guy going doll~" he huffed out his breathing became uneven as well you lifted up off him to let him pull down his pants with his boxers your eyes winded at his cock.

his cock was hard and glistening with pre-cum your cold hand slowly moved to his cock grabbing as he hissed out clenching his jaw as you stroked his cock gently biting your lips joker watch you and pulled your pantie band making it snap against your skin you giggled as his patience was running out and lifted up once aging pulling your panties off.

you slowly sat back down into the joker's lap, the joker grunt " ohh come to daddy mm~ how I've missed you" his hand finding your clit and rubbing it in rough but slow circles you blushed and grinded against his hand whimpering as he moved it away

only to rub his tip against your entrance slowly pushing his tip in you dug your nails into his arm throwing your head back as he pushes his cock in all the way into ur wet throbbing pussy " o-oh fuck j mm feels so good in ahh ~" you moaned out rolling your hips

he held a grip of your ass in his hands grunting out and slapping your ass " mm ride my cock baby uhh.. be my good slut" he growled out as you started to bounce on his cock you moaned loudly arching your back and making your chest hit into his face as you rode his cock harder gripping onto his hair slightly and tugging it which led to the joker letting out an animalistic growl his hands gripped ur ass making you go faster on his cock and forcing his cock deeper hitting against your g-spot making you feel close to the edge

you screamed out trembling as the joker bruised and teased ur nipples while his hips kept thrusting up into you " c-cumming mm I'm gonna cum please fuckk-mm" your head became hazy wanting to feel the pleasure of your climax

joker groaned out almost being able to hear small whimpers from him " mm ughh cum doll agh fuck cum on my cock baby f-fuck ah y/n mm cum with me"

your eyes rolled back as Joker's nail clawed down into ur thighs as you scratched marks into his you both cumming on and in each other with moans and groans. you fall limp into jokers lap your hips and his never stopped moving but slowed down

and you laid your head on jokers chest listing to his heart " mmm i would have come home earlier if I knew id get a treat"

you giggled at jokers words and looked at him " oh only want in for the sex hm? player" he grinned " well it is a plus " you playfully smacked at his chest which landed you a small spank from the joker as you both smiled at each other and kissed together again...

the end...

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honeymoonmunsonn · 11 months

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Ledger!Joker masterlist

these writings are from my old account now I have reposted them to my new account!

bloodstain star sewed sweater

unwanted nail treatment

how the heaths would kiss you

crystal vision

eye contact - nsfw

#heath joker #heath ledger #tdk joker #the dark knight imagines #ledger joker imagines #masterlist #twilightnymph

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ledgerserious8 · 4 months

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..My Masterlists..

A Fact : Me as fan of heath ledger doesn't mean that i can't write for any another actor but most of this imagines is about him

My Wattpad..

Heath Ledger Imagines :

Break up with Him

Meeting your ex boyfriend

Roses from your lover

In the prison of the joker

Patrick want your heart

The joker fighting with batman

Heath survived because of you

Your boyfriend becomes playful

Joaquin Phoenix Imagines :

Interview with him

Waking up your boyfriend

Your neighbor is arthur

Bruce Wayne (Christian Bale) Imagines :

Trust Issues from Bruce

He's Your Home

He's fighting the joker for you

Your boyfriend is so sick

Smut Imagines (soon) :

Put A Love (Patrick Verona)

Birthday Gift (Bruce Wayne)

Note : this post will keep getting updated or edited time by time in the future i will add a lot of characters and actors

Have 4 Nice Day..

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justsomerandomfanfic · 1 year

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Strange - Joker X GN Reader

Title: Strange

Joker X GN Reader

Additional Characters: N/A

Requested by Anon (Thank you for requesting! this was a cute one to write, I hope you like it!)

WC: 1,177

Warnings: Reader gets lonely, J doesn't like feelings but J likes you, knives mentioned, J trying to be threatening, possessive J, slight angst, and fluff

The night was young. The soft sounds of the city could be heard throughout the quietness of your room. You continued to flip through your magazine, shuffling deeper into your bed, head resting on your soft pillow as you read something about the top ten trending hot topics. Halfway through the article, you began to get antsy, shutting the magazine. You let out a tired sigh, tilting your head back to look at the ceiling. You stared at the ceiling fan, spinning round and round as you just sat there. Looking beside you, you brushed your fingers over the cold side of the blanket; a deep purple, almost royal. It reminded you of him. You looked over at your door, slightly ajar.

You felt an immense feeling of loneliness sweep over you. It was strange that it came with such ease. J was still in his office, working on some plan to terrify and terrorize the entire city of Gotham. You sighed again before pulling yourself from your bed and walking over to your door. Pushing it open you slid your tired feet across the hall, being careful not to actually slip against the hardwood floors as you gracefully headed to J's office.

Your hand hovered above the handle, hesitating for a moment. J hated to be disturbed when he was working, but you wanted to see him, you needed to see him. Turning the handle, you slowly slid the door open, peeking your head inside. J was hunched over his desk, scribbling down something as he worked. His desk was dirty, covered with piles of papers, maps, and even one of his knives just haphazardly tossed around. J didn't look up as you wandered over, hands clasped behind your back as you walked around his desk, peering down at his work as you stood beside him while rocking on the balls of your feet.

Your hands were itching to touch him, it had been hours since he came home and shut himself in the office, and you wanted to cuddle with your Joker. "Hey," You said quietly as you leaned down and kissed him on the cheek; hopefully not getting any of his grease paint on you. J only grumbled, giving you a glare with his dark chocolate eyes before he resumed his writing. You bit your lip before you threw caution to the wind and grabbed J's free arm, lifting it up as you ducked under; sitting down on his lap. J growled, almost threateningly, before you let yourself get settled, wrapping your arms around his neck. His free arm looped around your waist, holding onto you tightly; possessively.

You snuggled closer to him, the smell of gasoline, gunpowder, and grease paint; It calmed you down and made you feel safe. You smiled softly as you sighed, the tips of your fingers running through his slightly greasy hair. "You need a shower, J… And new dye." You commented only to get a low hum from J as he concentrated on the notes and maps on the table before him. His fingers tapped against your waist, beating to an unknown rhythm as he worked. Oh, how you wished you could see into that brilliant mind of his. To see the inner workings, and find out what he was really thinking. You shook your head lightly before nuzzling into his cheek, inhaling deeply; enjoying the smell of smoke.

His eyes flicked away from his notes momentarily, "You got somethin’ on your face, doll.” He mumbled deeply, before going back to his work.

You sighed, leaning closer to him, closing your eyes. "Don't care, just want to be close to you."

J clicked this tongue to the roof of his mouth, "Well, aren't I lucky." He trailed off almost sarcastically, but you knew he felt differently as the arm around you gently tightened.

You grinned softly, your chest and cheeks feeling warm before leaning back further, your legs draped over J's. "I missed you…" You mumbled, your lips brushing against his shoulder, the material of his green vest scratching against your lips. Your voice sounded so small, like a child's. J grumbled, going back to his work, scribbling more nonsense down on a piece of paper fiercely. You sat there, your cheek resting on his shoulder as you shut your eyes; sleep slowly, peacefully overtaking you entirely.

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J let out a small sigh, dropping his pencil on his desk as he looked down at you. Asleep in his arms. He felt his heart skip a beat as you shifted slightly in his arms. His fingers reached on their own accord, gently tracing your flushed cheek, watching as your eyelashes fanned over your cheeks; ticklish and fluttering. He scowled deeply, pulling his hand away. He hated the way you made him feel. Hated the way you got under his skin. How easily you could make him melt with just a look or whisper of your voice. Hated how he had no control over himself when you were around him. But most of all, J despised how much he cared about you. He felt weak.

He wasn't going to leave you though. You were his. No one else's. Ever. J gently moved his arm underneath you, scooping you into his arms bridal style before heading for the bedroom. You stirred briefly in his grasp but stayed asleep. The corner of his lips quirked up, eyeing the sight of his white grease paint on your lips and your nose. His eyes glinted mischievously, he'd wait until the morning to say anything.

Setting you down on the bed, more like tossing, you somehow stayed asleep as J grabbed the blanket and tossed it over you, making sure you were covered. J watched as you softly snored, turning in your sleep to his side of the bed unconsciously. J sighed, heading to the bathroom; shutting the door as he showered and washed off all the grim of the day away. Only fifteen minutes later did he emerge from the bathroom, hair dripping and a small towel around his neck. His purple t-shirt clung to his chest slightly as he tossed the covers open on his side, getting in bed beside you.

J laid on his back, staring up at the ceiling as he quickly felt you slide closer. Your arm wrapped around his waist, one of your legs hooking onto his waist as you practically laid on top of him. J pursed his lips, his tongue running along the scar lines in his mouth as he thought, before, like he usually did, wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly to him. His breath hitched a little as your hair tickled his chin, smelling strongly of strawberry shampoo. J nudged your head up with his nose before pressing a big wet kiss to your forehead. “Mine.” He grumbled lowly, staring down at you as you mumbled and smiled in your sleep, cuddling further into him. J felt that strange warm feeling wash over him again, filling every empty space he never knew existed.

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these-written-reveries · 9 months

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Broken Pieces

‣ Pairing: Ledger!Joker/Jack Napier x GN!Reader

‣ Summary: You’re burnt-out and overwhelmed and you’ve finally hit a wall. Now, all you can seem to do is fall apart. Good thing you have a special clown who knows just how to put you back together!

‣ Genre: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, soft!J

‣ Warnings: burn-out, overwhelm, emotional breakdown, negative thoughts, feeling like a burden, lots of tears.

‣ Word Count: 3,050

‣A/N: This is dedicated to my lovely friend, @jslittlebirdie! I told ya I’d get around to writing you something eventually! I know you’re overdue for a proper break, and while I wish I could better help you carry the weight of life’s burdens and give you the true rest you deserve, I’m limited to just how much I can do. I hope this helps, even just a little. I love you, Sukie!💜

‣ Have an idea for a fic you’d like me to write? Send a request here. But first, make sure to read my Request Info!

L!Joker/Jack Napier Masterlist

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Heavy sobs and messy sniffles had long replaced the silence of your bedroom as you sat curled up on the bed with your face buried in J’s pillow. You were sure he wouldn’t appreciate his pillow being soaked with your tears, but it happened to be the first thing you reached for at the start of your breakdown, his scent always helping to calm you down whenever he wasn’t around. If you closed your eyes, you could almost imagine him there with you. As for the tear-soaked pillowcase, you’d be sure to wash it later before he got home, whenever that would be…

Jack had been gone for a week now, unleashing his newest schemes upon the city of Gotham. This meant you were home alone, which wasn’t really a problem for you. You had a lot of your own things to do during the time of his absence, so you planned on being busy and distracted anyway. The problem was, you were already overwhelmed and burnt out before you had dived into completing these tasks, and after multiple days of trying to push yourself through your to-do list, you finally hit a wall.

Cue you curled up in a ball on your unmade bed, your salty tears staining your beloved’s pillow as you simultaneously worried about all the things you should be doing while also remaining helplessly stuck in your place. You were utterly exhausted. Yet, the cruel voices in your head continued their endless loops of degrading words, telling you that you’re a failure, a disappointment, you should be doing better, you’re never going to get anywhere if you keep sitting on your ass, why can’t you just get up and do it already?

Your hands gripped the pillow harder as you cried, feeling like there was no escape from the overwhelming hell you were experiencing. All you wanted to do was curl up in J’s arms, knowing he was the only one who could quiet your mind and make everything better.

As if some divine force had heard your yearning desire and generously granted your wish, you heard the familiar sound of the front door opening, followed by J calling out to you in a singsong voice.

“Honey, I’m home!”

Instead of the usual comfort you’d feel upon hearing his voice, you suddenly felt a wave of anxiety fill your being. You couldn’t let this be the first thing he came home to after working so hard all week. Before you could think of anything else, your legs began bolting it towards the bathroom across the room. You quickly locked the door and leaned against it, closing your eyes as you tried to gain control of your breathing.

Jack had happened to see a flash of you go by as you ran to the bathroom and raised a quizzical brow at the sight.

“Hm…So we’re playing games, are we? I see how it is…”

He dropped his large purple coat and suit jacket on the edge of the bed before walking over to the bathroom door. He tried the handle, only to let out a huff once he discovered it was locked. Swiping his tongue over the edge of his scars, he glared at the wooden door that stood between him and his love. Immediately, he could tell something was wrong. You always ran to him when he got home and practically smothered him in hugs and kisses —that which he always secretly looked forward to. Never had you run away from him upon him getting home. This was enough to set his nerves on edge.

“I don’t think I like this game, doll. Open up.”

Hesitating to speak for fear that you’d give yourself away, you took a shaky breath as you stared at yourself in the mirror, trying hard to suppress the tears that continued to flow from your red and puffy eyes. You had to find a way to pull yourself together, and fast. This is not how you wanted to be reunited with your love after he returned home from such a long trip. You could talk about your problems later. For now, you wanted to welcome him home and hear about all of his latest antics that you’d only briefly heard about from the news. You loved how excited he got whenever he told you about such things. Seeing that alone would surely make you feel loads better. You quickly tried to spit out an answer, hoping he wouldn’t be too suspicious.

“S-Sorry! I’m just…g-going pee! I’ll be out in a minute!”

Jack did not buy your lie, rolling his eyes as he leaned his shoulder against the doorframe with his arms crossed against his chest. He knew you were in there crying. He could hear your muffled sniffles and unsteady breathing. It made him practically vibrate with agitation; protective alarms going off in his head as he tried to ignore the part of himself that suddenly wanted to murder whoever could’ve hurt you and focused his attention instead on getting through the stupid slab of wood in front of him.

“Sweetheart…If you don’t open this door, I’m gonna have no choice but to blow it wide open.”

“You wouldn’t do that. I’m in here…” You mumbled, your voice managing to sound a bit more stable that time. But it wasn’t nearly enough to convince him that you were okay.

Jack snorted in amusement, though his tone remained overall serious. “Don’t tempt me, doll. I will take down this door one way or another.”

You took a deep breath, a final attempt to calm down and get a hold of yourself. While you’d barely managed to stop the tears, your red and puffy eyes, along with your runny nose, were a dead giveaway that you’d been sobbing for the last half hour. Realizing you wouldn’t be able to make this disappear, as well as the fact that Jack’s patience was wearing thin, you decided to try your best to appear like you were fine and opened the door to the bathroom.

Jack remained leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed as you quickly pressed a kiss to his cheek before scurrying across the room, his eyes following your every move with close observation

“Welcome home, baby. I’m sorry; I’m really busy. I have to get this work done before the end of the day. Just give me a minute to sort through some things.” While this was an excuse, it wasn’t technically a lie. You hoped J would believe you and leave you be for just a moment so you could better compose yourself. One wrong move, and you’d be a heaping pile of tears all over again.

As you stood there, pretending to sort through the papers and notes on your desk, you could feel Jack’s footsteps growing nearer. His silence was deafening. Oh, how you hated it when he got so quiet. It always meant he was onto you.

To avoid what was to come, you began rambling about anything that came to mind, trying your best to direct his focus to anything else but you.

“How was your day? Did things go well? I saw you on the news earlier.”

“Doll…”

J was growing increasingly frustrated with the way you were behaving. He knew that you knew just how well he could read you. He had practically become an expert at understanding all of your little emotions and how best to handle them. So why were you still trying to hide from him? Surely you didn’t think he was so stupid as to fall for whatever trick you were attempting to pull on him…

“Oh, I found the tie you were looking for last week! I put it in the-”

Before you could say another word, Jack let out a growl and grabbed your wrist, tugging you to his chest and holding you securely in place. Carefully brushing a strand of hair out of your face with one hand, he examined your features closely. You stood frozen in place as his firm eyes softened a little. He let out a ‘tsk’, followed by a heavy sigh.

"You know I'm not a patient man, doll."

This was true, except when it came to you. Jack had always shown a lot of patience with you —as much as he was capable of giving. It remained one of the many ways he showed you just how much he cared about you. But such patience did not extend to moments like these, where you actively tried to avoid him and hide yourself from him. He hated this. It made him angry, but more than that, it made his heart ache. And he didn't like that one bit.

“M'sorry,” you muttered quietly, looking away as you felt the tears begin to fill your eyes again.

“Uh, uh. Look at me,” J ordered. Your lip quivered as you looked back at him. His eyes were much softer now as he bent down a little to reach your eye-level.

“Don’t apologize. Just tell me what’s wrong. Can you do that for me, toots? Hm?”

“If I do, I’ll fall apart,” you said, your voice cracking as you desperately held back the lump in your throat.

“I’m here. I’ll put ya back together.”

You whimpered at the soft tone of his voice, paired with his thumb gently grazing over your cheek. So badly did you want to fall apart in his arms, and now he’d given you full permission to. You could no longer resist the one thing you’d been needing during your entire time apart.

The moment you melted into his embrace, the floodgates re-opened in full-force. Jack wrapped his arms around you tightly as you spoke through your sobs, telling him all about your week without him and how much you’d been struggling. When asked why you didn’t tell him sooner, you responded by saying you didn’t want to be a bother. A bother? Jack’s brain glitched as he tried to understand why you would ever feel this way. Despite this, he remained silent as you continued to talk, and felt a twinge of pain in his chest as he realized just how much you’d needed him this last week. He felt guilty for not being there and angry at himself for not recognizing sooner the severity of your burnout and overwhelm. If he had just paid more attention, he never would have left you alone in the first place.

You could argue that you were just good at covering things up, but that wasn’t an excuse for J. He held himself to quite a high standard with you, knowing that someone like you, someone willing to ignore his massive flaws as a person and love him anyway, deserves so much more than the minimum that he could give. Jack knew he wasn’t able to give you a lot of things that he wished he could, but he’d be damned if he wasn’t going to find every other way he could to please you and make sure you were well taken care of. And whenever he failed to keep you happy, as presented to him in moments like these, it tore him apart inside with anger and guilt. Although he’d never tell you this, you could see the swirling emotions behind his eyes which told you all you needed to know. That he truly did love and care about you more than anything else in the world, even if he didn’t always say it.

When you were done speaking, J let out a soft coo. “Sounds like my dove had a rough week. Good thing I know just what ya need.” He pulled away from the hug with a goofy smile, the same one he always put on whenever he was trying to make you feel better.

“What?” You pouted as you wiped your eyes, playing into whatever he was trying to get at.

“A break.”

His serious response quickly turned your pout into a frown. “What? No. I already spent all day doing basically nothing. I have to-”

“Noo, you don’t. You need a break. A real one.” He took your hand and began pulling you over to the bed.

“But-”

“No buts! Except for this cute little tush parking it right here,” he said as he pointed from your butt to the bed.

You stood silently and unmoving. Jack rolled his eyes with a huff and clapped his hands insistently.

“Ahem, get a move on! Or do I, uh…have to make you?”

Knowing there was no way you could possibly win against J’s demands, you slowly climbed onto the mattress. You sat awkwardly with your legs pulled up to your chest and looked up at him through your eyelashes. J kicked off his shoes and removed his vest, tossing them both to the side. He took a glance at you and shook his head, letting out a light-hearted scoff as he loosened the tie around his neck and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt.

“Ya know, if you weren’t so dang cute, you’d be annoying. Now scooch!”

You made room for him as he climbed into bed. Once he was positioned with his back and neck supported by pillows, he turned to look at you.

“Well? What are ya looking at? Get over here,” he said, arms opened wide towards you.

Jack felt the air leave his lungs as you immediately dove into his chest, a breathless chuckle passing through his lips as he wrapped his arms around you and pressed a kiss to your hair.

“Alright, listen up, toots. Ya can’t keep chugging along without proper breaks-”

“You do that,” you muttered into his chest.

“Ah, very funny, sassy pants…Well, you should know better than to compare yourself to me. I’m not exactly what one would call a, uh, “good example”,” he said, smirking slightly at your pouty attitude.

“Now, before I was so rudely interrupted, I was gonna say that ya need to take better care of yourself, doll. That pretty noggin can only take so much at once, you know. Same goes for your body. And if everything is too much and ya can’t handle it, you need to tell me. I don’t like this whole “hiding how you’re doing” schtick ya got going on. So it better stop. Oh, and you’re not a burden. Not to me. So, get that out of your head. Got it?”

You nodded and sniffled into his neck. One of his hands ran up and down your back comfortingly while the other cradled the back of your head.

“Good.” There was a moment of silence before he spoke again, this time much softer and less stern. “Ya know…If you told me sooner, I would’ve come home right away…You know that, right?”

“But there’s nothing you can do. And I didn’t want to interfere with your plans,” you spoke, your voice wavering in a way that made J’s chest hurt.

“Well, that’s where you’re wrong, toots. See, I may not be able to take all your problems away, but I can help where I can. Even if it’s just to make sure you get proper breaks. Or to give ya a good squeeze.” He hugged you tighter in that moment, making you giggle. Jack smiled at this, having missed the sound of your laugh up until this point. He pressed a soft kiss to your temple, leaving a small trace of red paint in its place.

“You’re more important than any of my plans. You come first, doll.” He pulled you away so he could look into your eyes once more and playfully wagged his finger in your face in a reprimanding manner. “So ya better call next time. Capiche?”

“Capiche…”

“Good…Now, uh, where’s my big smooch? I can’t wait forever, ya know.”

This elicited another giggle out of you as you eagerly leaned forward and pressed a fervent kiss to his lips. When you pulled away, you were smiling. Jack grew even softer at the sight.

“I missed you. Thanks for always putting me back together. I love you so much, J.”

Instead of responding with words, Jack showed you exactly how he felt by cupping your cheeks and pulling you into a loving kiss, followed by a bunch of sloppy kisses all over the rest of your face. You laughed, which only egged him on more. He chuckled as he continued until he felt satisfied with his work. When he finished, you had little marks of red and white paint all over your face and a big smile. Jack held your face between his hands and looked at you like he was admiring a piece of art.

“Beautiful,” he murmured. You almost melted into a puddle with how tenderly he was treating you. Heat quickly rose to your cheeks as you suddenly found yourself shy under the ardent gaze of his eyes.

Burying your face into his neck, you snuggled into him as close as you possibly could. He smelled like a mix of gunpowder, smoke, sweat, and gasoline, but you didn’t care. In fact, by now, you found this smell to be comforting —something you always missed whenever he was gone. It was a unique smell that belonged only to your J.

You relaxed into him, allowing yourself to let go of your worries and stresses for the time being. As long as J was around, you could trust that everything would be alright. Jack would always watch out for you; he’d always keep you safe and do what was best for you. Above all else, he’d be sure to pick up all the pieces of you and stick them right back where they belonged.

As J shushed you softly while gently running his fingers up and down your spine, you surrendered to his will and drifted off to sleep, knowing that he’d have you and your worries sorted out by the time you awoke. Whatever pieces that remained would be handled together. For now, all that mattered was Jack’s slow breaths and steady beating heart as he held you tight in his arms.

No matter how many times you fell apart, he remained the only true fix, for his love was the glue that the broken pieces of your soul so desperately required.

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transmechanicus · 9 days

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It’s simple, we uh feminize The Batman

- The Woker

#my stuff #it’s funnier in my head exclusively sorry😓#i’m imagining everything about the Dark Knight exactly the same except after the Joker intro where he says this to the mob #it is no longer ben affleck playing batman #just ABRUPT and UNACKNOWLEDGED change of actor -> actress #and in the credits heath ledger is listed as the Woker

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wandalfnation · 11 months

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A Simple Favour

Pairing: Bruce Wayne X Reader

Word Count: 1.5k+

Rating: PG

Summary: This is the story of a budding relationship between a man and a woman. A woman who owes a very dangerous man a very, very big favour.

Warnings: Nothing so far!

Gotham city. One of the biggest cities in the world. Every second a million different things were happening. Both good and bad. You? You’re almost sprinting down the street as your hand is gripping your hat to keep it on your head.

You surely look a mess, with your fly away hairs, the steady trickle of sweat running down your forehead and your mislaid clothes. Yet, the second you run into the cafe, his eyes light up. The corners of his mouth turn up into a smile as he stands up from the small table, waving you over.

“I’m so sorry I’m late, Bruce. You know how hectic work can be.” You’re in the middle of hurriedly apologising when he places his hand on your shoulder.

“Don’t worry, I wasn’t waiting long.”

You let out a breath, taking a second to gather yourself as you sit in the seat he held out for you. Sitting back down, he pours you a glass of water.

“Was it Richard again?”

“Yep,” your words sound more like a groan. “I don’t know what he has against me, it’s like he has a vendetta or something.”

Bruce chuckles, sipping at his own glass. The two of you had met around a year ago at a fundraiser. You’d been loitering around the buffet table when he walked in. You hadn’t been paying attention as everyone’s eyes were drawn to the door. You did, however, hear the murmurs going around the room.

“Gosh, Bruce Wayne with another woman! Will he ever settle down?”

“Late, as always.”

“You know, I heard he’s going broke! Apparently he gives too much away to charity.”

You’d never seen The Bruce Wayne before but he wasn’t difficult to pick out from the crowd. What, with two Russian models hanging off his arms and a cocky, know it all, smirk plastered on his face, you would’ve recognised him from 100 miles away.

You wish you could say he glanced into your eyes and you instantly knew he was not what he seemed. That he was putting on a playboy persona. But, he didn’t. In fact, he didn’t glance your way once, not even when he came over to grab something from the table. It was like you didn’t exist.

Luckily for you, these gatherings had never been your thing. You’d come and stayed for an appropriate amount of time, so it was soon after that you were heading for the exit.

Saying a quick goodbye to your coworkers, you left through the grand doors. Only, you were halfway down the grand steps when you realised you’d left your purse at the buffet. You resist the urge to smack yourself in the face, how could you be so forgetful?

Turning around, you were about to run up the steps when you ran directly into something.

Well, someone.

You felt your breath catch in your throat, as your eye trailed up the wide chest to the blue eyes staring down at you.

Realising it was Bruce Wayne, you jump back and instantly start to apologise. Now was not the time to get on the bad side of Gotham’s most powerful man!

“I’m so so sorry, I should’ve been looking where I was going. But I left my purse in there and was so caught up in my th-“

In your rushed words, you’d missed the twitching of Bruce’s lips.

“Don’t worry, in all honesty it was my fault. I apologise.”

His words catch you off guard. Wasn’t he supposed to be some obnoxious prick?

Blinking a few times, you direct your eyes down to your shoes. “I-It’s okay.”

There’s a moment of silence but for some reason, it doesn’t feel awkward.

“So, I’ve been to a lot of these things and have never run into you before.” He says, stepping back slightly.

“Ah yes, I actually moved here last week. I’m from New York but got the opportunity to come work here for Mr Dwight Halbert.”

Bruce hums. “Well, I better be going but I hope you settle in well.”

You can’t stop the disappointment from flooding your chest. This is ridiculous, you’ve only just met the guy! So what if he had beautiful eyes? And the most sculptured body you’d ever seen? And a voice that felt like honey?

“Oh, okay. Have a good night Mister Wayne.” You shyly smile, looking away as he turns around and heads down the stairs.

He just gets to the bottom when he faces you one last time. “I hope to be seeing more of you.”

His words, although simple, leave a smile on your face for days to come. At least you know how he gets all the European models.

“Y’know, I could totally get him fired.” Bruce says, hiding his smile behind his mug. His words bring you back to the current time, the cafe, your tardiness.

“If only I didn’t have a moral code.” You sigh, shaking your head.

Bruce chuckles, handing you a menu.

Your ‘lunch date’ went well, as usual. After meeting him at the fundraiser, you found yourself randomly bumping into him. Three bus stops, two trains and six aisles later. Places he usually never goes to, but you don’t need to know that. Soon after, he asked you to lunch. Casual, of course.

You’d been meeting up on a weekly basis since.

You both order your food and get to chatting. At this point, you feel like you know everything there is to know about Bruce Wayne. Yet, you feel like you’re only scraping the surface. Looking into those eyes, you just knew that there was something underneath. Something that very few people got to see.

You’d be lying if you said you didn’t have a tintsy, tiny, crush on the man. What, with those eyes, muscles and big strong arms? He could be a male model. Then there’s the way his eyes crinkle up when he smiles at you. How he gently lays his hand on your back in a crowd, a tiny gesture of public intimacy that makes you feel warm and safe. The way your name rolls off his tongue, like it was made just for him to speak.

Okay, maybe you’re totally whipped for him.

You try to stop the tug on your heart as you realise the undeniable truth. He certainly doesn’t like you like that. He merely sees you as a close friend. I mean, after six months of casual lunch meets, he surely would’ve said something if he wanted something more. Right? (models lol)

Lunch comes to an end far too quickly and you’re left already yearning for the next chance you get to see him. Glancing into your handbag, you reach for your purse. That isn’t there.

“Ah shit,” you sigh, closing your eyes in frustration. “I left my purse at work.”

“That’s okay,” Bruce smiles. “I’ll pay.”

You go to resist but he’s already standing up. “But that means you owe me a favour.”

You suck in a breath as you instantly picture that moment from all those years ago. The green hair, purple suit, manic laughter and the inarguable fear you felt. A shiver runs down your spine as your face drops. For a second, you go white as a sheet. However, you quickly recover. The moment finishes as soon as it starts, as you quickly lift your lips up into a smile. It’s so brief that any normal person would’ve missed it. But not Bruce.

His eyebrows furrow in worry, as he’s struck off guard. He goes to comfort you when you suddenly stand from your seat.

“T-Thank you Bruce.” You stumble over your first few words but regain your composure swiftly. “I’ll shout lunch next time.”

“Of course.”

That’s another thing you like about Bruce. He never makes you feel like less when it comes to money (or anything, really). The first time you met for lunch he tried to pay on your behalf but you denied him, insisting that you were equals and therefore, you could pay for your own meal. He caught on quickly and has happily split the bill with you ever since. You often found yourself forgetting just how loaded he is. He never used his money in a bragging type way and if it weren’t for the expensive cars or luxurious suits, you wouldn’t even know he was the richest man in Gotham.

After paying the bill, you and Bruce say your goodbye and head off in different directions. It was always bitter when you were forced to part ways but what else could you do? It’s not like you were his girlfriend. You couldn’t just meet him at Wayne Manor and spend the night together.

You’re pulled from your upsetting thoughts when you receive a phone call from an anonymous number. Letting out a quick sign, you pick the phone up and go to speak, when you hear it.

“Hello lovely.”

You’d recognise that voice anywhere.

Stopping your hand from shaking too much, you take in a breath, and try to calm yourself down.

“What? Cat got your tongue?” The question is followed by laughter. A laugh much too dramatic for such a simple joke. If it can even be called that.

“I do have the right number, don’t I?”

You feel a shiver with each syllable.

“Yes.” You finally get your voice back and reply. “Are you finally using your favour, Joker?”

#Batman #Bruce Wayne #batfam #x reader #imagine #fanfic #the dark knight #Christian bale #joker #Ben Affleck #Heath ledger #Batman: the animated series #robert pattinson #bruce wayne x reader #jason todd #dick grayson

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steeldaisies · 2 years

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So I have a type apparently. Can we talk about the fact they look so much alike!!!

#stranger things #stranger things fanfiction #eddie munson #heath ledger #heath joker #10 things i hate about you #i have a type #metalhead #grungy boys #1980s #1990s #80s #90s #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson imagine

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ilovetoomanymen · 4 days

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are the links for fics working for everyone else? whenever i click on someone’s master list, or a “continue reading here” link, it doesn’t work and it’s driving me crazy!! 😭💘

#josh hutcherson #mike schmidt x reader #smut #fluff #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #patrick bateman #billie eilish x reader #jason kolchek imagines #health ledger joker x reader

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nefarious-616-necromancer · 4 months

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hhoneyribbons · 2 years

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New / old picture of BTS the dark knight ( 2008 )

P.s. I found these on my Pinterest and have never seen them🫶🏻

#heath ledger #heath ledger imagines #ledger joker #heath ledger x reader #ledger joker imagines #ledger joker fluff #ledger joker x reader #the dark knight #the dark knight imagines #bts:the dark knight

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wonderdustwriting · 8 months

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A New Step

Summary; Joker returns to you injured, which leads to a first in your relationship.

Pairing; Joker x Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings; Mentions of non-sexual nudity

A/N; I'm making an effort to write more. Requests are open

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Joker crept into your home with careful precision. Sliding through the window like a predator stalking his prey. As Joker stood to his full height, with his torso stretched out, he was reminded of his injury. The Batman had got a lucky shot tonight.

Joker slipped off his purple jacket, dropping it onto the couch, you wouldn't mind. You never minded when Joker slipped in like this. Joker smiled when he caught your silhouette coming from the kitchen. Joker would never comprehend how he managed to capture your attention. Someone so pure, so innocent, everything Joker wasn't.

"J, is that you?" You called out, barefoot padding into the living-room.

"Why? Are you expecting someone else?" Joker called back, when he finally got a glimpse of you. Out of your usual work clothes and changed into comfortable clothing.

"Of course not, you're the only man for me. You know that." Your gaze dropped to his bloody side. Crossing the living-room, you lifted up the shirt to witness the extent of the injury. A jagged cut, deep and bloody stood out compared to Joker's white skin.

"It's just a scratch Bambi, nothing to worry about."

" We need to get it cleared up. Go, get in the shower, then I'll patch you up" Your body turned, ready to retrieve the first aid, Joker dragged you back towards him.

"Now, that's not the warm welcome I was expecting. Bambi, haven't you missed me at all?" Joker's eyes met with your s briefly, before he turned his head to capture your lips with his. At the last moment, you pulled away.

"Bambi!" Joker growled, pulling you tighter in his embrace.

"Not until we've sorted this wound." Joker sighed rubbing the fading face paint.

"Fine-fine. I'll get in the shower, but you're coming in with me" Joker saw you swallow harshly. Hesitation filled your gaze as you were suddenly confronted a new milestone in your relationship.

Hesitation was quickly replaced by defiance, as you pulled away from Joker's grasp, slipping your shirt above your head, it landing on the floor with a thud. Joker smirked, pleased with the view.

Joker pulled off his clothes, following behind you hastily. No longer being considerate of his injury.

You were already waiting in the shower. Joker was quick to catch you in his arms. Giving in you wrapped your arms around Joker's neck loosely.

Joker ran his hands over the curves of your body as he took in your naked body flush against his own. Joker felt his agitation rise as you pulled away from him once more, yet softened instinctively as you opened up the cap to his face cleanser. Slowly and gently you cleaned off Joker's face paint, a whirlpool of white, red and black circled down the drain. Revealing the ma n you knew, that someone else got to see.

jomer leaned heavily into your touch, relishing in the gentleness. This time when Joker leaned in to capture your lips, you met him halfway as your lips danced together. Joker's grip remained from as your hands tangled in his hair deepening the kiss.

Eventually, the two of you pulled away, gasping for air. Joker rested his forehead against yours, chests rising and falling in perfect symmetry.

"Let's get you patched up." You tugged on Joker's hand to remove him from the shower.

"Not until I've kissed every inch of you first"

#Joker imagines #Joker imagine #Joker oneshot #joker one shot #joker x reader #joker heath ledger

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ledgerserious8 · 5 months

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For My Lover | Heath Ledger & Reader

Warning : Don't copy my writing Don't steal my writing. All rights are reserved for my writing

Genre : Flutter Lovely Relationship

Summary : In The Park with your boyfriend Heath..

Word count : 1.0k

Your foots was taking some steps with his foots nothing can be heard just the sound of the air in this evening and the sound of the breath of the two of you

You was the first girlfriend into his life first love first relationship first time first everything and first..lover

Your eyes noticed him was silent just staring at your face with this cheeky smile

What are you doing?" - you asked him calmly as smiling at him

"I want to give you a rose, baby" - he explained and smiled as he gave you a red rose

Your fingers holding the red rose making his fingers can't stop caressing yours

Heath I'm shy - you confessed as your cheeks was like the rose color

Then he gave another rose and put on your hair

He put all his love and his feelings into that rose, so he hope you really like it

"My lover - he said to you while smiling.

Baby please don't make me blushing - you begged him as getting blushing more

"I can't stop it, baby" - he chucked and put another rose on your hair

"It's so beautiful, just like you" - he added it slowly while looking at you

It looks like he love you more and more day by day

He really like to give you rose on your hair just to see her blushing because she's really cute and beautiful

Baby - you called him cutely as blushing making his hands cupped your face

He still look at you while you're blushing and melting you

He put one more rose on your hair again and then he kiss your forehead it's made your eyes closed

After that he pull you again toward him so he can kiss your lips the both of you was so close

This time he control himself so he didn't kiss you for a long time

Even so, the kisses he gave you always made you blushing because he put all his love into it

"I love you" - he whispered to you between those kisses

I love you too' - you whispered as looking into his eyes making him melting

He's getting closer and closer again to your until the lips of two od you finally touched again

"Mmm" - he mumbled between the kiss as his fingers touching your waist

He's not hold himself anymore and he's already kiss your lips with all his passion

He can't wait to spend all his days and free time with you every day and every minutes

The kisses he gave to you are more and more passionate than before

He pulled away from the kiss slowly and opened his darkness brown eyes to look into yours

I can give you all the roses of the world my beautiful girl' - he whispered softly as smiling making you hugged him tightly

Heath loved you so much and he meant it with every action he was doing to you because he's a gentleman

He can give you all the roses of the world and looked at your eyes while saying one simple line

For My Lover..

#actors #celebrities #heath #heath ledger #heath ledger imagine #heathers #joker ledger #joker imagine #joker ledger x reader #joker x reader

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ransprang · 6 months

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how about heath ledger's joker and corruption kink? hehehe

Kinktober 2023

Joker x Corruption Kink

Joker’s eyes widened as he smacked his lips in amusement looking down at his phone. You stood before him with your face contorted with worry as your eyes brimmed with tears and cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. “Please keep your phone down…”

Joker looked up at you “this is horrendous, horrible, might I say degenerate.”

He continued “didn’t know you are such a misfit y/n” he laughed loudly chucking the phone at the table in front. You looked horrified, Joker had found your tumblr.

You walked up to him and held his arm “that was supposed to be my little secret…” hoping this won’t make the man leave you. Joker looked you in the eyes his expression suddenly all serious “you’re filthy muck of this society, you could never be one of them. Pervert.” He smacked his lips as he cupped your face intimidatingly in his hands, Joker brought his face close, his nose touching yours as he said “Why…so serious?”

You were shocked as the man instantly pulled away and laughed while howling “you really thought that would disgust me? Come on now? I’ve thought worse for Batman.” He continued while getting breathless from laughter.

A sigh of relief escaped your mouth, you smirked back. You were disgusting and he loved that. “What kind of thoughts do you have for Batman?” You said twirling your hair hoping to draw ideas for your next post.

Joker now laying on the couch hopped up with a jolt “y/n you won’t understand them, no no no you won’t” he walked around the room shaking his head.

- “haven’t you seen my content? Of course I would.” You retorted.

Joker smacked his lips now bringing his gaze to your eyes “filthy filthy y/n let me share with you a story.” He twirled and continued “there was once a man who had a fantasy, of tying another to the walls of his house and kissing till both were breathless. As his hot thick penis throbbed to enter the walls of the human in front, he teased his own tip, cuz FUCK the pleasure of other people.” He began laughing.

You looked at him invested, now sitting down on the dining table with your face cupped in your hands. Looking at him starry eyed. “Please tell me more!” Joker immediately stopped laughing as he cleared his throat. “ah yes, well then he rubbed his bare chest on the soft skin, the chest of the one tied on the wall. The friction made his heart beat faster, his Dick throbbed. Ached to be rubbed. Hands struggled against the ropes, as I touch myself and start stroking my shaft, looking at the nude body in front of me.”

Joker stood by the window, staring into the twilight sky. It looked like he was searching the horizon, as he spoke in a low voice “I increase my stroking speed rapidly as I feel the burning desire within my body, the chains clank as the body whimpers. Oh to deprave someone of touch when they want you so badly, I feel my tip tingle as my stomach contracts and I release my thick white cum.” He takes out a cigarette and smokes it blowing the smoke into the light breeze outside the window as his smile is now gone.

You get up fascinated, you have respect in your eyes. You love this man, he inspired you. You ran and hugged him from the back tightly, knowing you were going to write many fanfics thanks to your dear boyfriend. “I love you” you whispered. He continued smoking…as you said again “can we please do this today?” Joker shuffled his feet and turned around to face you. He hugged you back and calmly said “I’ll get the ropes and chains out” As he walked away.

your joker,

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