this will always be my favorite. 🖤


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this will always be my favorite. 🖤
de stressing Mr J pt 2
Warnings: contains smut
J was due back any minuet now, you followed your instructions and was naked waiting for him with just the bed sheets draped over you. You fiddle with the bed sheets in anticipation while watching the clock; You hear the front door slam shut which causes your heart to beat out of excitement. “Y/N” you hear him growl while walking up the stairs as he enters the room you pull the bed sheets off and his eyes pierce into you with hunger and lust and you smirk at him. He pulls his jacket off in one quick motion before stepping towards you and taking hold of your chin in his hand “so you’re a good listener” he purrs inching his lips closer to yours “i like obedient little kittens” he continues before softly kissing your lips. You melt into the kiss before he gently pushes you down on the bed spreading your legs and looking at your glistening heat and growling “iv’e barely touched you” he grins before sliding his finger up and down your lips causing you to shudder in pleasure, You buck your hips to the rhythm of his touch trying to get more contact but he stops causing you to whimper slightly. “what do you want Y/N? mm?” he purrs in a hushed tone “you i want you” you cry out almost desperately… “say it.. say it pretty pretty pretty” “please” you plead. “mmmm god you’re so, good” he hymns while rubbing circles on your heat; before releasing his member out of his boxers and lining himself up with your entrance pushing on it softly. “you want this?” he smirks while pushing softly “i do” you pant out before he pushes himself inside you causing your body to arch and your breath to hitch, “awe is daddy to big for you kitten” J chuckles before giving you slow hard thrusts turning you into a moaning mess… he leans down and gives you a soft kiss on your lips as his hand grips onto your hip pinning it to the bed his thrusts getting a bit faster causing you to grip onto the sheets as you pant. You wrap your legs around him as your climax builds you push him in deeper by pushing him with your legs which pulled a small growl out of his throat, he holds onto your body pulling you on top of him thrusting up inside you while watching every detail in your face, you tighten around him and hit your climax as he purrs and shoots ribbons inside you.. You collapse on him and he runs his fingers through your hair both of you breathing heavy “i love you J” you say while looking up at him and he kisses your forehead “ditto kitten”.. he never could say the word love.
mood. i would most definitely sing this to Mistah J. 🖤👅💦i’m also a sucker for both of these artists.
will be using this in a new series that i’m working on. stay tuned.
Masked ~ Chapter 3 (JokerxReader)
I laid on the floor. A puddle of my own tears and blood formed around me as I kept replaying the actions of tonight. What was I going to do? Where was I going to go?
Vance walked into his office, slamming the door shut. I lift my whole body up, cringing at the pain from my torso. I make my way up to our bedroom and start right into the closet. I pack everything that I can carry, but nothing Vance bought me. I'll leave that shit for him to deal with. I got to my nightstand and grab all of my important papers and postcards from my mom.
My mom.
Vance paid for her to travel everywhere and what is she going to do now? She is stuck in a foreign country with barely any money and no way to get home. I grab my phone off the stand and open my messages. I shoot my mom a text telling her everything that happened. I know that calling is going to be super expensive on both of our parts so I just wait for a text back. I go into the bathroom and pack all of my makeup and hair stuff.
By now I have everything packed and ready to go. I'm not about to let an abusive man run my life. He doesn't get to do that to someone and not pay for the consequences.
Mom: Baby everything will be alright. You still have the key to my old apartment. Stay there as long as you need. I'll be home in a week or two. Still have some money saved and I'm going to enjoy it while it lasts. Stay safe. Love you xoxo
I forgot about going to her apartment. I walk down the stairs with everything in hand and walk to Grayson now sitting on the living room couch.
“Give me your keys. Now.” I give him the look of, if you don't give me those right now I will make your face look as bad as mine does. He reaches his hand into his pocket and tosses the key ring to me.
“My car doesn't have a tracker in it. Get somewhere safe and don't mention to anyone I gave you the keys.” I nod my head and head for the door. Freedom was ringing throughout my whole body. I was leaving this house on my own. I haven't had this in a long time. Vance had me cooped up, afraid something was going to happen to me. Guess this was the opposite of what he had in mind. I head to Grayson’s black SUV and put all my stuff in the back. I get in the front seat and turn the car on. I haven't driven a car in a while so this might take some getting used to. I step on the gas and I knew that leaving was in my blood.
Adrenaline was running through my veins and I knew I had to do something crazy and wild. Something like this wasn't going to get to me. He can't ruin something that is already broken.
I need to go out tonight. I’ve never felt anything compared to dancing in that cage at J’s club. It was something that I wanted to experience again. I had to go back to his club. I wanted to see who this man was. He seemed so mysterious when Vance talked about him.
I finished driving to my mom’s house. This was my time to evaluate my life. How dare he think he can lay a hand on a person who gave him undying love? He will soon realize that he made a mistake, a big one. When I stopped in front of her apartment, there was already an envelope taped to the door. The first letter of my name was written on the front. I opened it up before I got in the house.
Y/N,
You know I didn’t mean to do that. I’m letting you stay here for a couple of days, but I’ll be coming back to get you. I won’t come to you, I won’t text or call, or track your phone. You need a couple of days to recoup, and so do I. I’m so sorry for what I did to you. You never deserved that, but you know how I get.
-Vance
I crumpled the letter up and threw it on the ground outside of the apartment. I needed to find a new place that he didn’t know of that way I don’t have to deal with his bullshit anymore. I unlock the door and make my way through the familiar apartment. I put my suitcase on the bed and sit next to it. I lay down and just sit in silence. I haven’t had one moment of pure tranquility since the day before, and even then I always stood on my tiptoes. Vance was a ticking time bomb, I knew this was coming. I just didn’t think he would lay a hand on me. I curl up under the blankets and start to cry. I cry and cry, letting the tears fall from my face, not even attempting to catch them, knowing there is another one streaking my face. I start thinking about everything that Vance has done good for me. I started thinking about the man that was hidden behind the dark shell that encased the bright soul he only shared with me. He never wore a smile unless I was around. I thought I saw every part of Vance, but I guess not.
It was starting to get really late, and I knew that if I was going out it had to be right now. I lift my sulking body out of the bed and get my makeup done. Covering the dark bruises forming and the cuts on my lips. I do my hair and start to take apart my suitcase looking for a dress. Nothing of mine was ever scandalous enough. I decide to look through my mom’s closet, knowing I probably won’t find anything since she took most of her clothes with her. Among plenty of boxes that stacked along the walls, there hung a single white dress. It was plain white, with a deep V cutting down the front, and curves that hugged the waist. I yank it from the hanger and put it on. It fit like a glove, and looked absolutely amazing. I take a picture in the mirror and send it to my mom.
Mom: I knew you would find that. Have fun tonight ;)
I slip on a pair or black heels and take a second look in the mirror. Vance would have never let me go out like this. He would have never approved of the dress. It was my time to live, and I looked good as hell to do it.
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J’s club was packed, but I knew how to get in. I walk up to the bouncer at the door and he puts his arm out before I could get in the door.
“Where do you think you’re going?” He speaks to me in his low voice.
“I’m meeting Vance, he said he would meet me here.” I say with confidence. I read somewhere that if you look like you know what you are doing, anyone will believe you. He looked me up and down again, and removed his arm. I knew I was sneaky.
I walk through the crowds of people. His club was always so busy, maybe it was because that is where the coolest people hung out, maybe it was because of him. I go to the bar and order a drink. The same bartender that Vance scared was there. As soon as he saw me he tensed up, probably hoping he wouldn’t be killed. I gave him a smile and he returned one, still scared of the shadow that once lurked around me. I was ready to get this night started. I took some shots with some paying guys and walked my way to the dancer’s room.
All of the girls greeted me like I was an old friend. They knew exactly what I needed and set me up. They already loved my dress so they fixed up my makeup and hair, and sent me to a cage. This one was up on the stage. EVERYONE was watching. As soon as I got in, the whites of their eyes were all I could see. So many people couldn’t take their eyes off of me. Swaying my hips to the music, I get lost in myself. I start thinking of the times Vance told me to change before we left the house because he didn’t like my dress. I started listening more and more to the music. I grab the pole in the middle of my cage and slide down it. I hear a few more cheers and I was unstoppable.
A few hours into the night, more and more people come into the club. It gets so packed you can’t even move an inch between people. Nobody was complaining, as everyone was on something. Popping pills, taking gulps of their drinks, and snorting or smoking something they found in somebody’s pocket. It was intoxicating, living on the edge. I never got to with Vance. I was always safe, never aloud to try anything new or get wild.
Just then the music got quiet and a bouncer had appeared on stage between my cage the one right next to mine. He grabbed a mic and screamed across the crowd, but no use. I climb out of my cage and walk up to him. Panic was smeared across his face, along with blood and sweat.
“Is there anything I could do?” I ask him, hoping I could solve the problem he was having.
He grabbed my arm and led me off of the stage. We walked up the stairs side by side and the gold VIP letters illuminated above our heads. I knew exactly where I was heading. Was I going to see Vance? This is where he usually snuck off to when he had “business”. I was heavily anticipating what was waiting for me at the top of the stairs.
An elevator. Boy was I let down. I thought there was going to be some cool guy that was like missing an eye and shit like that. Vance always made it sound more serious than it is. The bouncer man pushed me into the elevator and looked deeply terrified. Should I be too?
“Um, excuse me?”
No answer.
“Can you tell me what is going on? I mean you can’t really just take people.” He looks down at me and just shakes his head. The door opens and there are endless poker tables. Men smoking cigars, drinking dark colored liquor, and it reeked of cheap perfume. Girls with barely anything on waddled around, balancing trays on their hands, receiving smacks to the ass everytime they walked by. The bouncer placed his hand on my lower back and guided me through the crowd. Heads turned left and right, getting a look at me. We stopped in front of two large french doors. Gorgeous, deep purple doors. Shivers ran up my spine. I didn’t have a good feeling about this. I tried to turn and make a run for it, but it was too late. The doors had already swung right open and that’s when I saw him.
Blood running down the side of his pale face. His bright green hair stuck out like a sore thumb, but god was it sexy. He was sitting in a big chair, at a big desk. He held a white cloth that was stained red up the the top of this forehead. Two men lying on the ground lay motionless. Pools of red encircled their bodies, and I knew nothing good could come of this. The bouncer pushes me up into the middle of the big room.
“I didn’t know who to grab Boss. She was the only one that could hear me and I panicked.” The bouncer’s hands began to shake. I’ve never seen a man his size look to the point of tears. The green haired man sitting in the chair opened his eyes and stared right at me. They traveled all over my body, but his looks were different from the rest. They were deep, and mysterious. Like the doors of this office. A smile slowly crept across his face. He flicked his hand in the air, and the bouncer left. I’ve never seen a person move so quick. The doors shut loudly and I knew we were alone.
“Come look at this for me dollface. I seem to have gotten… distracted. Since no one in this club gives a damn, you will have to do.” He gives me a wicked grin. I walk up to his desk. I really need my confidence to kick in. I start to walk with a bounce in my step. I want him to know he can’t do anything to me. I’m not a piece of meat, even though he was staring me down like it. I walk to the side of his desk and his hand grabs my arm and pulls me on top of his lap.
“Can you get a better view?” He laughed a wicked laugh. I’ve never been so aroused, but the thought of touching his was pushed to the back of my mind. I start looking through the sea of bright green hair. Some of it was doused in red. I touch what I think is the wound and he doesn’t flinch. Was he crazy?
“Where does it hurt?”
“Oh it doesn’t, I just need someone to stop the bleeding.” He hands reach to my hips. Gripping on for dear life and oh lord, did I want to touch him. I kept my composure and continued searching for a cut. I cleaned up most of the blood from his head, but he wouldn’t tell me where it hurt, so I couldn’t fix anything. I felt a warm sensation from just above my bellybutton to the spot between my boobs. I look down to see his tongue getting some dirty work done. I jump up from his lap and fix my dress.
I begin to talk to walk out of his office and got so frustrated by the men that surrounded me. “I expected you to be much more gentleman like. You can finish cleaning up your own wound.” With this, he jumped out of his chair and stopped me right in my tracks. The tattoos that covered his body were more visible and the purple suit jacket he had on fit to every muscle on his arms and back.
“I don’t think you know who you are talking to. The Joker gets what the Joker wants, and Dollface, I’m feeling you.”
Can i have this dance pt 2
Warnings: smut
J follows you into your house “make yourself at home” you say while placing down your coat and bag, “this is cozy” J says while sitting on the coach “thanks” you smile “would you like some wine mistah J?” “Coffee will do fine” j says softly, you head to the kitchen and make some coffee. “Here you go” you place the coffee on the table “thanks doll” J smiles at you, you sit on the coach legs crossed facing J “you’re very beautiful Y/N” j purrs your face turns flush and you take a sip of your coffee. J takes the cup out of your hand sets it on the table and pushes your hair behind your ear you softly bite your lip before J goes in for another kiss, your lips meet his and you melt into him his hands roam your hips he breaks the kiss and looks at you “what’s wrong doll?” J asks rubbing his thumb across your lips. “I just don’t do this a lot” you say nervously J cups your face “relax i wont hurt you… Unless you want me to” he chuckles. You take a deep breath and kiss him softly which caused him to purr he trails his lips to your neck and slowly lays you down on the coach your hands in his bright green hair. He unzips his pants and slides your underwear to the side and pushes his tip against your entrance looking deep into your eyes, you gasp as he pushes all the way in and he growls at how tight you are your one hand on the back of his neck and the other on his shoulder he rests his forehead on your shoulder placing small kisses on your collar bone with each short thrust you moan softly and slightly tighten your grip on his shoulder your toes digging into the sofa. He softly bites your shoulder as his thrusts harden causing you to moan louder into his ear, you tighten around him and he whispers for you to come which was like he turned on a switch and you released on command. He pins your hip to the sofa as his thrusts get sloppy and he releases himself inside you, your both panting and he pulls you on top of him stroking your hair your mind was racing with all different thoughts but none of you spoke you just lay there. “Y/N?” J asks with a soft voice “yes mistah j?” You say slightly lifting your head “you wanna be my girl?” He asks sleepily while closing his eyes “sure” you smile and close your own
where did you learn that
Note: not my best work i was listening to these songs and this idea just came to me on a wim
Warnings: slight smut nothing to bad
Song choice(s): pour some sugar on me/closer
J’s club was unusually quiet tonight you liked that though, you wasn’t one for crowds there were 5 other people there along with you and Y/F/N you two sat with J and had a little chit chat and a small drink. Pour some sugar on me comes on in the club you and your friend both scream like school girls and Y/F/N grabs your hand and you both get up to dance, you swing your hair around and roll/grind your hips your hands come from your side up into your hair as you swing your hips making eye contact with J every so often. He glared at you biting his stained red lip you wink at him and he growls to himself he stands up and walks towards you as the song finishes. “doll we gotta go sorry Y/F/N” J says placing his hand on her shoulder “why whats wrong” you say confused “i just got something i need to do doll” J says wrapping his arm around you, you give your friend a hug goodbye and follow J to the car.
-time skip-
You and J get into the house J sits down on the couch and pulls you onto his lap, “where did you learn to move like that doll?” J asks rubbing your leg “oh nowhere” you blush “me and Y/F/N used to mess around a lot it was our favorite song”. “why don’t you show me some more kitten” J says with a grin “what now?” you shy away “no time like the present baby girl” you take a deep breath in and stand up. You put closer on by nine inch nails (you loved that song) you begin grinding your hips.. whipping your hair and swinging your hips side to side running your hands up the side of your body. You straddle J and swing your hair around running your hands up hid body “damn doll you have some skill why have you never worked at my club” J growls while he slides down one of your dress straps , you shoot him a smile and grind your hips on his crotch you feel him harden under you and you get shy and lay your head into him giggling. “i’m sorry i got carried away” you say still hiding your face J moves some of your hair off your cheek “that’s ok baby girl you did good”
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Hey guys! I'm taking request on imagines of the Joker and Harley. So if you have any ideas message me pls! -Daniel
Joker Imagine (1)
(Okay it’s my first omg and it’s pure smut)
I looked up and sighed
“J where are you?”
“Right here baby girl” I smiled and I rush to him and wrap my arms around him
“Daddy , do you love me?”
He looked up and I saw worry in his eyes
“Why do you ask sweets?”
“It’s just…I had a dream you left me…”
He looked up and laughted so loud. I looked at him about to cry.
“STOP LAUGHING AT ME!”
He stopped and looked at me.
“Don’t be silly baby girl , daddy loves you so much…and you know I don’t like that word but You’re mine and you’ll always be mine.”
I cuddled deeper into his chest. I was slightly turned on, cause he called me baby girl. I turned around to take off my jacket. He smiled.
“You know I want to fuck you every time you wear pink.”
He started rubbing my thigh as I started kissing him gently and letting out soft moans. He tugged on me and I jumped on him , with my legs rapped around his waist.
“Daddy wants to touch you baby girl , can he?”
I nodded slowly. He laid me on my back and started unbuttoning my pants and shirt. He practically ripped off my bra. My nipples were hard due to his cold hand running down and up my thighs.
“Wanna touch daddy?”
“W-what..?”
“You wanna touch daddy?”
“I-i don’t know how….”
“I’ll show you.”
My eyes met his and I sat up and curiously waiting to learn what he had to teach me.
“Have you ever given a hand job before?”
I was so confused , what in the world was a hand job. I blushed as he obviously can guess I have no clue what it is.
“Wait.”
He started to unbuckle his pants and he took them off.
“Go on your knees right here.”
He pointed to the floor near the edge of the bed. He got up and sat at the edge. He looked so cute while he was struggling to show me.
“Give me your hand.”
I reached out and gave him my left hand. I was super nerves as I didn’t know what he was going to do. He started rubbing his penis with his hand and I was blushing so hard. I’ve never touched a man this way before never I though I’d ever would. He saw me blushing and he smiled the biggest smile.
“Now gently grasp it and pull down and up slowly.”
I grabbed the warm penis and I started to blush even harder.
“There ya go sweets.”
His tone sounded so happy as in he accomplished something he tried hard for. I liked it. I started to lick it and I put all the warm length in my mouth. I started to blush as I put the whole thing in and out. He groaned as he threw his head back. I was in control of J for once. I kept going and I started tugging on his hair , he moaned so loud I thought the guards heard him. He finished and I smiled “You like that daddy?”