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Joker x Reader - Bubble BathYou close the front door of the apartment with a huff, thankful to be inside away from the strong wind and heavy rain that had beaten you on your way back from the store. You make your way to the kitchen, trying carefully to not drip water all over the floor and dropped the sodden grocery bags onto the counter and swiftly emptied the contents and tossed the ruined bags into the bin.Joker x Reader - Bubble Bath by ~Tashii-loves-music
You give the removed contents of the bag a once over, thankful that all the items had come in packaging. You put them all on the draining board to dry off except for the milk which you wipe dry with a tea towel and place in the fridge.
You shiver, the coldness reminding you that you were still clad in your wet clothes, so you rush into the bathroom and run yourself a bath, pouring a generous amount of apple scented bubble bath underneath the running tap. You start to pull off your wet clothes piece by piece, struggling every now and again as the wet fabric clung stubbornly to your skin.
The room now felt wa
Surprise, SurpriseThe scary clown watched while Harleen fell to the ground, catching her breath. The former psychologist had a few cuts and bruises on her body, her hair was a mess, and she was clearly winded. Joker himself was no better: a bullet was in one of his shoulders, he was still seeing a few stars from the blows to the head with her mallet, and his groin was still reeling from the kicks she delivered to it.Surprise, Surprise by *Lady-Fortune
After getting over the dizzy spells and pain, the Joker took the initiative. “Have we calmed down?” he asked her, approaching the fallen woman.
“It’s you...” she began, unable to believe it. “The way you...move! The way you...”
“Pummel?” Joker asked, punching the palm of his left hand lightly.
“Well...yeah!” Harleen answered.
“It’s the love. You can feel the love, right?” he asked before extending his hand.
Harleen took his hand and was helped up. “I feel...like myself again,” she began, a euphor
Melt Your HeartDr. Quinzel sighed after hearing the Joker sing for the first time. There was something so...hauntingly beautiful about his voice.Melt Your Heart by *Lady-Fortune
While she had gotten started on the Joker's report, she didn't expect to feel so strongly for a patient that it was almost borderline maddening. There was so much she needed to know about the Joker, things that no psychiatric evaluation could cover.
Harleen was always known as a risk taker to her friends and family. It may have been the reason why she went into criminal psychology for the first time. But like they always say: "no guts, no glory".
If he was willing to open up to her, then she would do the same.
Flipping on the radio, she got a listen at a radio interview on the Jack Ryder Hour. The subject was brought up about the "Bat-Man". From an earlier report, the Joker had taken quite an interest in him.
Which she would have to learn more about in the coming evaluations.