Another Joker x reader ONE-SHOTS and Imagines

Stuck in his mind (Stuck in the elevator pt.2)

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Pudins!!! Here's part 2!

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Just one thing: I love to write these stories and I love that you like them but it would make me even happier if you guys commented something >w<  I'd like to know your opinions, what would you change or what you would like me to write.  Really, pretty pretty please, comment :)

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(Y/F/N)=your full name

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(F/C)=favourite colour

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(Y/L/N)= your last name

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(R/C)=random colour

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WARNING: SMUUUUUUUUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Two months have passed since the incident in the elevator. You still wondered who might he be, he sure had the same hair as Joker's but anybody could have the hair dyed like him, right? and you didn't know either if it was him who made you feel that good, the lights were off so there could have been anybody.

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The voice through the speakers announced that you had arrived to your stop. Arkham. You had to write an essay about mental diseases for your psychiatry class and what could be better than an interview with one of the Asylum's inmates. You were not going to lie, you were a bit nervous and scared, you've heard people talking about the dangerous people who was secluded in there. You fixed your (F/C)shirt and sighed before entering the building. You have to say that the place looked sinister. You arrived at the reception desk but there was nobody. In fact, you haven't seen anybody in there, it seemed as if it was abandoned. "Hello?" you said waiting for someone to answer but nobody did. "Uhmm... I have an appointment, I'm (Y/F/N), I'm here for an interview" you said as if someone could hear you. When you were about to leave a suited man walked behind the desk. "Miss (Y/LN)" he called you. "Yeah, that's me" you said relieved that someone was there, you were beginning to shudder. "Please, follow me" he said motioning you to pass through a door frame next to the desk. You smiled at him before walking through it. "Thank you, sir. May I ask who I am interviewing?" He looked expressionless, he seemed more like a bodyguard than an asylum worker. "The Joker" he simply answered making you stop in your tracks. "Wh-what?" you whispered looking at his back shocked. When he noticed you weren't following him he turned around still serious. "You wanted a good interview, right?" he simply asked as if it was obvious. "Yeah, sure, but th-the Joker.. isn't he too much?, I mean this is just for class, it's not like-" "Maybe you don't want to have the interview, miss?" he cut you. "No no, I need the interview it's just that....nothing, forget about it, lead me to him then" you eventually said. He simply nodded before turning around and began walking again. You sighed deeply before following him again.

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The place was quiet, too quiet for what you thought. Weren't they supposed to be screaming and hitting the doors? And where were the guards?. It was becoming more and more creepy. You were about to ask the man where were everybody when he opened a metallic door and held it open for you to pass. "Here, miss" he said waiting for you to enter the room. You looked inside, the light were weak and no sound could be heard from inside. You gazed the man in the eyes and saw that he still had no emotion in them. You gulped before entering the room still not sure if it was okay or not. Once you stepped inside, all you could see was a kind of metallic table in the middle with a lamp over it. "Wait, where's-". Suddenly everything went black.

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A creepy laugh woke you up and a sharp pain went through your head. What had happened? .You tried to rub your head but you couldn't move. What the fuck?!. You looked downwards and saw that you were strapped down to the metallic table from before. "What's going on?! Hey!!" you screamed waiting for someone to go and untie you. You stopped screaming when the creepy laugh became louder as if the person who laughed was right behind you. "What do we have here?" you head someone mocking from behind.

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You caught your breath waiting to be able to see the person who was there. "It's good to see ya again, doll" he said hovering over your face letting you see who he was. The Joker. But why has he said that, 'again'? when have you seen him?. "Why the face, princess? didn't you want an interview with an insane criminal?" he said caressing your cheeks looking down at you with fun showing through his deep baby blue eyes. "I-I.." Your voice trembled, you didn't know what to say. "Shhh, no need to talk" he said leaning closer to your face as he covered your mouth with his gloved hand. He then looked all along your body, delighted with the sight. "Honey, you've dressed up like that for me? I like it" he said showing you his silver teeth as he slid one his other hand down your body till your stomach and back to your face. "Please" you whispered catching his attention.

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He looked down at you with his mouth a lil' bit opened half smirking. "Y'know you look hot all strapped up" . Your trembling form made him amused about the effect he had over you. Tears began forming in your eyes. "Why?" you asked. "Why?" he asked back laughing. "Well, There's some funny things I could do to you at this exact moment-" he said smirking as he roamed your strapped up body with his hands. "Why did you say 'again'? wh-when have we met before?" You asked feeling a bit confident in that moment but that confidence disappeared when he stopped his moves, resting his hands on your stomach and looked down at you again. He was almost laying on you, his face merely inches from yours. His silver teeth showing a bit through his opened mouth. A creepy smirk appeared on his face just before straightening up cackling. He disappeared from your view for a moment as he kept laughing. What was so funny?. "Oh, kitten you really are so funny" he said laughing as he leaned again over you grabbing your face. Now tears were falling down your cheeks but not out of fear, no, but out of rage. You were getting tired of being toyed, you wanted answers. "Stop laughing!" You yelled at his face making him stop his laughs and look at you with a serious expression that sent chills down your spine. Although you were now scared, it didn't stop your burst. "I don't really know where have we met before and I really don't mind! I just want my fucking interview for the essay, nothing else! so fucking untie me or you will regret having made fun of me" You kept yelling at him not thinking about the consequences. He was looking down at you stupefied. Passing a hand through his green hair and leaning on one of his elbows he made you stop talking. "Got it, got it, just SHUT THE FUCKING UP!" he said sternly. "Look, I don't care about that essay of yours and obviously I don't care about what you are telling me" .

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