Joker X Batman Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Joker fell next, gasping at my feet. "You… you..." Joker tried saying, but his body gave out faster than he could process. "Since you ladies are about to die, I might as well tell you about my change of heart. Forget Aurelius, I'll be siding with a rival faction. Guess which it will be?" They weren’t even listening. They tried to crawl. A failed attempt. I watched Joker smear his blood across the stone, desperate. "You... you bastard..." I tilted my head. "You ladies went silent all of a sudden? What's wrong?"

She storms off towards the door, opening it with force before slamming it behind her. Joker looks at me and looks back at the door. “How did she know?” They both never talk about their sex lives. Well, most of us don’t talk about our sex life except maybe Jack. “Seriously? You have a fucking bite on your upper neck.” I motion at my neck while wondering how someone so smart can be so stupid. Also, surprised Joker let someone mark him like that. It was out of character for him. “Fuck..” He runs his fingers through his hair before looking at me again. “I got to make a call; then I’ll get set up.”

The rest of the day seemed like a blur, filled with pats on the back and admiring glances from the younger boys who now saw him differently. Night eventually settled over the orphanage. Jack lay face up on his cot, the ceiling above him dissolving into shadows. He was thinking of Harley. She was the only girl on his mind, her image flickering behind his eyes like a candle he refused to let burn out. Jack held up the Joker card, turning it over in the moonlight that slipped through the window. He twirled it in his fingers, watching the way the light caught its worn edges. Jack smiled, a small, private smile meant only for himself. "Harley," he whispered, "you could be the start of my better l

"To knocking that girl in the face with a baseball bat...Girl, your like a Harley Quinn!" I swallowed down what was in the shot glass, my throat feeling like it was on fire. " Yeah, and your son is the Joker."

Jake pitched in. "It's a tie so whose side are you on Alexis?" Asher asked hopefully. "You're the tie breaker." I looked around me at the four guys and couldn't help but wonder how I had become such good friends with all of them and how I was able to tolerate their stupidity. "Staying true to myself," I began, "I've got to go with the villains, because honestly who are superheroes without villains to fight? That's right, just a bunch of weirdos in tight-arse clothes and underwear outside their pants," I stated matter-of-factly. "Batman wouldn't be Batman without The Joker and Superman wouldn't be Superman without Lex Luthor."

In all their directions knocking them down were Pamela's seduction pheromones mixed with what would be fear gas they all fell with startled expressions screaming and squirming. Then, before he got up, not only did Poison Ivy appear, but his vines broke into some buildings and came towards him and right behind them came Doctor Freak and none other than Joker with squirts in several directions. Even if he tried to see that he himself was bleeding then and he started to try to run again and he saw the blood on his pants and at that moment he was soaked with blood and he felt horrible cramps... When he felt dirty and wet, when he tried to dodge a vine, he was surprised by Joker, who appeared rig

When the shirtless man grew closer, Gregg could see two large lightning bolt tattoos on each side of the man’s six-pack abdomen. Gregg could now see the dark figure. It was a man with white makeup on his face, along with what appeared to be black eyeshadow. The man had his pitch-black long hair tied up into a ponytail, and it looked like he had blood painted across his broad shoulders. The white makeup made the man look like Jared Leto’s Joker from the Snyder Cut Justice League. Gregg felt helpless while looking up at this shirtless, sweaty mass of raw muscle who was towering over him, holding a shiny long antique battle-ax in his left hand. Gregg recognized the man’s face through the white

“No, they really wouldn’t.” “No, they wouldn’t,” Tracy agreed. “You’re a real hero.” I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, I’m a regular Superman,” I joked. DJ grinned next to me. “You can’t be Superman,” he protested. He looked back at Tracy and smiled. “My daddy’s a hero like Batman, because he can’t fly either.” I burst out laughing then immediately winced when it hurt my ribs. I grinned down at DJ, who was giggling to himself at his joke. “That was classic. Good job,” I congratulated, holding out my hand for a high five. He grinned and slapped his hand on mine.

The message on it is slightly faded but I will always know what's written on it. Batman + Robin = Forever Jace rushes over to me and places Robin on the floor. He begins to crawl around the living room, grabbing onto the couches and coffee tables for support when he tries to walk. Jace and I stare proudly. He stares at me and asks, "What are you thinking?" I just smile and reach up to kiss him. He places one hand on the wall beside my head and kisses me back. I smile against his lips. Yes, Batman and Robin will always be together.

Time passed quickly when you were occupied. “You’re ridiculous! How can you say Superman is better than Batman?! I give up on you.” – Jordan. 10:35pm. “I don’t really? I don’t think I could if I tried, not anymore, but you’re wrong. Just saying.” – Jordan. 11:15pm. He smiled honestly before sending a text back and calling it a night. “The feeling’s mutual.” Derrick didn’t confirm what feeling he was mutual about to Jordan’ frustration when he text him twice demanding to know which one.