Okay, so I wrote this little self-contained tribute one-shot fic for @engagemachine , and she suggested I post it. So here it is, lovelies! Enjoy!
Her cheek is pressed into his chest, one arm tucked up between their bodies and the other coiled around his back. She's tangled her legs up with his, ensuring she's as close as humanly possible before venturing to speak.
"Mr. J?" She whispers, voice small and quiet in the dark.
He makes a low and acknowledging sound in the back of his throat while his fingers continue tracing absent and idle patterns along the base of her spine.
"I think…" She buries her face a little deeper in his chest, squeezes her eyes shut and mumbles into his shirt. "I think there's something wrong with me."
His idle tracing pauses very briefly, and he says nothing for a few seconds. Then, "You sick?"
"What? No, I--" She breaks off, distress clear in her tone. "I just think maybe I'm… not what I'm supposed to be… You know, not normal"
"So what?" He says, unconcerned.
Her brow is knit when she cranes her neck up to look at him, eyes full of hurt and worry. "Y-you think so too? You think… think there's something wrong with me?"
"Course I do." He replies flatly, tightening his arms around her when she shifts like she might try to get up. Just as her lip begins to quiver, he adds, "You're here with me, aren't you? You want to be here?"
He says it knowing she'll be softened by the implication that no one who's normal could possibly want him.
"Yeah." She says softly, trying to search his face. "Yeah, I-I do want that. I… I want you."
"Good." He clips, matter of fact, then wedges his thigh up a little higher between her legs so that he can feel the heat of her.
"So, you're not normal." He confirms while brushing her hair aside with his free hand so that he can tip her chin up even though she's pressed so close that he nearly goes crosseyed trying to look down at her. "But normal is boring. I don't. like. boring."
He says it like whatever she thinks she's 'supposed' to be is distasteful. And even though it sounds kind of harsh, her heart swells with his words. Because he makes it sound like it's all okay. Like he doesn't mind how messed up she is. How broken. He doesn't care that she isn't like those other girls. He likes her anyways.
And that's enough to make her eyes well up, her throat tightening with an onslaught of emotion. That's really all she's ever wanted. Someone who'll just love her anyway.
She doesn't think she'll ever be able to express to him how much that really means to her. But she swears to herself right then that she's going to try. Every day and always.
The Joker is such a timeless villain…He is “detachment” personified. His thesis is chaos and anarchy with one singular message: everything burns. So what would happen if the Joker, against his every inclination, becomes attached to another person? What if that person was a little girl, originally used as a plot device with which to draw out an absent Batman? What if the Joker realized, as she grew up, that the only person truly ensnared by her was himself? Naturally, just like everything else, the Joker would burn her too (it is his theme after all). Except…in this case, the Joker’s gonna make her need him (it’s only what she deserves for making him get all attached in the first place). And when he does inevitably light the match that sets her aflame, she’ll fall on her knees and thank him for ending the darkness.
Engagemachine (hoistthecolours) has been writing fics about the Joker for over ten years. She knows him and writes him like no one else I have ever read. Her world-building is extraordinary, all-consuming, and her characterization of the Joker is simply unprecedented. Next-fucking-level. It will make you hate him or love him but either way, you’ll be obsessed with him. You’ll be obsessed with THEM.
BURN is one of those rare stories that will stay with you long after you’ve read it. It will creep into your dreams, it will break your heart, it will make you yearn, and it will most assuredly leave you foaming at the mouth for more. I cannot recommend it highly enough. It is the third part of a series, beginning with the first story called, “Clockwork” (ff.net under the pseudonym hoistthecolours) which is the story about the OFC when she was a little girl and had just met the Joker.
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Made this poster for @engagemachine, who has a heart of gold, a brain of…purple and green, and who is one of the loveliest humans out there.
I cannot quite articulate why seeing this ask gave me the same feelings that seeing an old friend after a long time apart did, but here we are. Thank you ❤️
J - Judith by A Perfect Circle
O - Open Water by King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard
I tag - if you wish to do it, of course - @hithelleth, @artislovetimeslove, @she-did-a-bad-thing. (Some of you have already been tagged by someone else, that’s why I’m not tagging you myself.)
5 things you can find in my blog
1. Marvel (especially Loki & Thor)
2. DC Comics (especially my girl Diana)
3. various movies
4. quotes & reblogged random rants
5. literature reblogs
5 things you can find in my room
1. books (lots of them)
2. framed pictures
3. cushions
4. a daily planner
5. dcorative chests and mugs
5 things I always wanted to do
1. finish writing a book
2. tell the truth without being afraid beforehand
3. see orcas in the wild
4. buy a vintage vanity (just because)
5. travel around Europe by train
5 things that make me happy
1. writing/reading
2. teaching
3. chatting with my few close friends
4. animals & nature in general
5. listening to music & singing
5 things on my to to-do list
1. finish writing a book (I swear, the struggle is real)
2. finish Shirley by Charlotte Bronte after years of sporadic reading of the book
3. organise a school trip to Venice (succesfully)
4. renew my daily exercising (I’ve gotten super lazy)
5. renew my weekly calligraphy practice to be able to write some nice Christmas cards this year
5 things you might not know about me
1. I have a younger sister (who also has a Tumblr blog and was tagged to do this hehe), and I also have two other siblings - a half-brother and a half-sister - that are 25 and 27 years younger than me. (I guess dad got tired of waiting for grandkids, so he made his own haha.)
2. I like to watch Say Yes to the Dress when I come home from work,and I eat my lunch while watching it on the floor by the couch. I find the show relaxing because I don’t have to think at all, and it’s extra silly, like why are people like this, but the dresses are also kinda nice. :)
3. When I was a teen, I was a huge football fan (European football, I mean, soccer, or whatever). To the point where I flailed in front of the TV if my fave teams fucked up, and I collected football-related memorabilia, newspaper clippings, and whatnot.
4. I used to take singing lessons. I almost completed five years of them, but then I started having health issues and I had to stop. My teacher even encouraged me to audition for the opera choir, but it never came to that, so I never told anyone it was ever an option (I didn’t want people to push me). My decision wasn’t made because of my health (the audition thing happened a while before that), but because I wanted music to remain a hobby and not become my profession. Lingustics and teaching are what I really want to do for money.
5. I watched It - the miniseries - when I was 10 or 11 (and I shouldn’t have, my parents forbid me to see it, but I did anyway) and I have been terrified of clowns since. Sometimes, I still get fashbacks before getting into the tub, and when I do, I shower extra quick. If you’ve ever seen Sam Winchester around clowns, that’s me. :) Even those clowns that appear all fluffy and nice, I hate them all, they’re evil. SO PLEASE, TAG THE WORDS CLOWN/S AND IT THE MOVIE IT’S ALL BLACKLISTED I LOVE YOU THANK YOU. ;) (I also hate spiders, but that’s to do with some other movie screwing with my brain, so if you don’t mind too much, tag the word spider, too, please?)