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WE NEED A PART THREEEEEEEEE

HI ANON SORRY FOR SUCH A LATE RESPONSE!!

I'm migrating to AO3 for the time being

https://archiveofourown.org/users/half_dead_writer/profile

Gonna reupload my work there soon and I already have half of the part 3 done!!

Hope to see you there! <3

[half-dead-writer]

[half-dead-writer]

|| Just a man-crush ||

[ John Doe / Joker x masc Reader ]

John is very jealous of you and Harley hanging out. He can't take it anymore.

Accidental confession + dissatisfying ending?

🌈 || John Doe / Joker [Batman: The Telltale Series] 🌈 || ~1k words 🌈 || masculine (& mlm) reader

Can be read as part 2 to this. Mayhaps gonna do a part 3.

Ever since you joined The Pact, John was ecstatic about a new face around.

You laughed at his jokes, even told some of your own, which got him interested in you.

Everything seemed perfect, at least in his mind, until he noticed Harley started taking a liking in you.

You didn't really like Harley though.

Still, you tried to at least be politely nice to her. She was running this place, so you didn't wanna get onto her bad side.

John partially knew that, but some other part of him was jealous.

He tried to explain to himself it was just his delusions and even tried to ask you about it - to which you responded honestly of course - but it still wasn't enough to convince him.

Whenever he saw you two, he had this indescribable feeling inside.

He was really torn, he valued you as his friend, but seeing you around Harley just broke his heart.

You were just so perfect- Of course Harley would prefer you over him.

He didn't want you to notice, but his behavior did change slightly as the feelings got the best of him.

He was more irritable at the mere mention of you going somewhere with her.

Even if you two were having a good time, the thought of you and Harley crept into his head and didn't wanna let go.

And one day he just snapped.

"Dammit, Y/N, stop lying to me!" He shouted while clenching his fists, catching you off guard.

"...Lying? John, I don't even like Harley that much." You tried to calm him down, but he seemed adamant in his opinion. "And you know that-"

"Well- Yes- Yes, I know! But- I just got this- feeling, I can't get rid of it!" He seemed desperate for any kind of solution in this situation. He really didn't wanna feel that way towards you.

You sighed calmly, still patient and ready to help your friend. "What are you feeling exactly, John?"

His breathing hitched slightly but he managed to compose himself.

You two were sitting in his room, and even though emotions got the best of him, he didn't want Harley to hear what's going on.

Which was especially hard with the place being practically out in the open, due to the big empty windows in his room.

"I know you don't like Harley, yes, you told me that- But for some reason, I have a voice in my head telling me... that something's wrong." He admitted after a while, looking at you like a lost puppy.

You stayed quiet for a moment, contemplating what to say.

"I mean- Look at you." He stared you up and down, making you feel a bit weird inside. "I know what Harley sees in you."

You took another moment, running out of options on how to convince your friend that you're really, really not interested in her.

"Uh... John." You decided to finally say something that would probably change his mind.

He looked at you intently, hoping you'd have some sort of definitive proof.

You didn't really have a reason to say anything like that before, so you held off from that, but it seemed now was the right time to confess.

"I'm- Generally not interested in women."

John blinked at you once, then twice. Processing the info.

He stayed silent for a brief second, making you wonder what was going through his mind in that moment.

But John was quick to tell you.

"Well..." His tone was different. Not negative, but... slightly confused. "That changes things... But actually- Not really."

You weren't afraid of him treating you differently after that confession, John seemed like the most accepting person ever. But you were a bit unsure of what John was getting at.

You tilted your head slightly, waiting for him to continue.

"I- I do feel different now." He admitted, not taking his sight away from you. "But there's still something there..."

"Uh... What is it, then?" You patiently asked.

He tried to pick his words carefully, still figuring out himself what he had on his mind.

"I'm not mad at you, that's for sure now." He figured that out.

"But..." He looked at the floor now in deep thought. "I'd be kinda mad if Harley were to talk to you?"

You weren't sure if the idea in your head was correct, but John seemed to be even more confused than you.

"...You're saying... You don't want Harley to hang around me."

"Yes, that's exactly what I said." He nodded, still unsure what you were getting at.

You felt a bit- flattered, even if it probably wasn't John's intention. But the possibility still haunted your thoughts.

"Uh... John, do you..." You started a bit awkwardly, nervous if you totally misread the situation. "Like me?"

"Of course I like you Y/N! We're like, best friends, right?" He grinned with an innocent expression on his face, which only made you even more nervous.

You awkwardly cleared your throat.

"Um, yeah- But- Do you like me... More than Harley?" You cautiously yet calmly asked.

That shut him up for a longer second, forcing him to really think about it.

"That's..." He once again put a thoughtful expression. "A possibility."

You weren't even sure if John was aware of how much of an effect he had on you, which only added to the feeling.

Did he like you? Or was it just his possessiveness over Harley?

"Well, we know you like me more than Harley, right?" He tried to light up the mood.

"Of- Of course." You responded, unsure to which direction he was getting at.

"Hm... It's true I've been thinking about you two a lot recently." He kept on with the subject. "But I've been convinced it's just been my jealousy over Harls."

You stayed quiet, letting him talk, although in your mind there's been a lot of thoughts now.

He then let out an ambiguous chuckle.

"Look at that, I've just been jealous over my best pal!" He finally concluded. "Well, glad we established that."

He then got up from his bed to give you an unexpected hug.

"Thanks for the help!"

You froze for a moment there, but you didn't want him to feel pushed away, so you gently patted his back.

"Um, you're welcome."

"Well, I think I gotta talk to Harley now. So- See ya!" And so, he stormed off, leaving you in his own room, confused.

...Was he aware he just confessed? He will always remain a mystery to you.

[half-dead-writer]

|| First Impressions ||

[ John Doe / Joker x Reader ]

Reader, a homeless thief, gets to stay at the abandoned subway where the Pact resides. John's the one to show him around.

🌈 || John Doe / Joker [Batman: The Telltale Series] 🌈 || ~1,4k words 🌈 || gender-neutral reader

TW: I don't know shit about Batman or DC I got interested in it purely because of Telltale's game. I'm weak for sweet men with mental issues. I was very surprised to see there's like no Joker x masc reader so I came to fix that. Which... still turned gender-neutral, curse my genderless writing. Well, I'm planning to write more, so this is kind of like a part one I guess. I wish I was better at nailing the character's behaviors but well, I can dream.

You took a few careful steps before seeing the full Old Five Points, the abandoned subway station with a woman wearing black and red clothes walking close behind you.

"Here we are!" She extended her arm to properly show you the place as her voice lightly echoed.

"Isn't it lovely?" Harley added after a while, judging your reaction with a carefree smirk.

You looked around the place, still rightfully distrustful of her intentions, but for your sake you decided to play nice.

"It's- spacious." You tried to compliment the place with a halfly-joking tone.

"Yeah, it is. Hopefully there's gonna be a place for you to stay." She commented with a (not so) subtle undertone of dominance as she walked down the stairs, not bothering to look if you're following her. "As long as you contribute, that is."

You stayed silent, not really knowing what to respond to the girl's flaunting of having a steady place in the group. You were fortunate enough to convince her to let you stay as you had nowhere else to go.

You were a mere homeless thief, lots of those could be found in the streets of Gotham. Maybe she saw something in you, or maybe she thought you'd be gone sooner than later. Harley was still a new person to you and you had no idea what her deal was, except that she thrived on chaos, so maybe that's why she let you join - because she wanted some entertainment out of you.

After a short moment Harley exclaimed again.

"Oh, Puddin'!" Her melodious voice echoed again, leaving you wondering who else is residing here.

You were a bit ashamed to admit to yourself you had no knowledge of who, where, and why. Your only briefest idea of the place was that there was a couple of criminals living here. You were determined to finally have a "home" or at least not sleep on the street, hence why you took the offer of staying here.

You noticed a tall man wearing a funky outfit come out of what you now saw was a small building with "Ha-Hacienda" signed on it.

"Harley! You're back!" The man remarked happily while approaching. "How was the trip? Oh, you brought a friend?"

You didn't want to stare too much at the uncanny looking fella who had a wide smile on his face, which was the exact opposite of him, as he looked you up and down, making you slightly uncomfortable.

"Poor thing doesn't have a place to stay, so I thought we could spare some here." You heard as she faked the care in her tone.

You saw as she put the hand on her hip while speaking. "I still got some errands to run, so I'll be going. But I hope you show our new member around, won't you darling?"

"Of course!" He grinned even wider, fiddling with his hands in excitement and looking at you after.

"See you later, Pud'." She kissed him on the cheek with the audible "mwah" at the end, making the man giggle quietly and then turned to you both as she was leaving, motioning her fingers in a "bye-bye". "Don't forget to behave."

You weren't quite sure if she was referring to "Puddin'" or you, but you assumed it was you.

Finally you were left alone with the eccentric fellow. You had no idea whether it was safe to trust him, but aside his creepy look he didn't seem as... harmful? Although you were cautiously wary, at least he tried to be friendly.

"Oh boy, a new face!" He rushed you out of your thoughts with his cheerful demeanor. "Y/N, huh? I hope Harley didn't scare you too much. She's good at that." He chuckled.

You didn't really know how to behave, nor what to say, as the nameless man kept talking.

"I... I guess so." You finally managed to get a word in. "I mean- it's a good trait, if you think about it. At least in this line of work."

"Heh, right. That's Harley!" He confirmed once again, clearly thinking fondly of her. "...I'm getting chills just thinking about her-"

You were a bit bored of him gushing about the girl, but you weren't about to stop him.

"Oh! But where are my manners- You gotta excuse me, I'm a bit rusty with introductions." He once again put his hands together, trying to keep his eagerness at bay not to scare you off. "Name's John."

"Y/N. But- You already know that." You smiled politely yet awkwardly, also being rusty on meeting new people.

"Yes- And what a lovely name it is!" He put his hand on your shoulder, seemingly not aware of how "in your face" he was.

The sudden gesture made you shudder involuntarily, not used to other people being so touchy. You cringed at yourself slightly.

He quickly took away his hand, tilting his head slightly. "Oops, sorry for startling you. I didn't realize I was that scary." You were unsure of how much truth hid behind his words, as he turned more sheepish.

"Uh, nah, it's fine- You got a lovely name too." You didn't think much as you copied his compliment, rushing to get away from the awkward situation and in turn getting into yet another one. You didn't wanna be too forward, in case he thought you weren't sincere.

"Oh, you think so?" He put his fingers to his chin in a thoughtful manner. "Isn't it a bit... hm... common?" He turned his attention on you again.

You merely shrugged, looking around, unsure what to say.

"Well- There's a reason it's common, right?" You had a faint worry of conversation becoming too flat, but John didn't seem to mind.

"Guess I can't argue with that!" He chuckled. "But anyway, I'm supposed to show you around-"

. . .

John appeared to really be as friendly as he portrayed himself, or at least he seemed genuine in wanting to know you. Chit-chatting to you non-stop as he showed you the place, which wasn't really much, given the place was just a subway turned into something livable.

Last stop he showed you was his "Ha-Hacienda", which you couldn't disagree was a bit cozy looking. Well, as cozy as it could get in a place like this. The entrance was decorated with some lights, which made the thing pop a little. The only thing that wasn't really homey was the lack of solid 4 walls, as the room was fully visible through the big windows. You shouldn't really judge it too much though, at least he had somewhere to sleep, unlike you.

"So? What do you think?" He extended his arms as he showed you his room.

As you walked in, you could tell it was his room. The walls were decorated with various things like masks, photos of John with other people, some cobwebs here and there, even an Arkham t-shirt.

"It suits you." You lightheartedly said, in the best way possible.

"Hah, I'm glad you think so!" He sat on the bed, looking at his things proudly. You wondered if his cheeks hurt from smiling so much around you.

"I wonder where you are gonna reside, though." He opened up with yet another topic when things were just about to get quiet. This man was a never-ending talk, but you kinda liked that.

"Oh- I- actually... don't know." You admitted, scratching your arm a little while just lingering in his room on your feet, not wanting to overuse his hospitality and, god forbid, making him angry by sitting on his chair - you were still cautious on that, although you were opening up slowly.

"Well- I know the subway's cold walls and floors are inviting, but you know what, I like you." He flashed you a toothy grin. "Maybe you could stay here. We should get you some sleeping bag- or, you can even take the chair, if you'd like."

You were a bit surprised on John's offer, but you couldn't deny his room was better than some cold hallway. At least the ceiling's lights gave some sort of illusion of warmth. And from what you observed of him, John was quite mindful of your comfort, so you didn't have to worry about any inappropriate stuff going on.

You took a moment to process the offer and nodded your head.

"Um- okay. That's very nice of you to offer." You showed him a genuine smile, him quickly reciprocating.

"Then it's settled!" He got up from the bed he was sitting on in a sudden spurt of energy and added after a while.

"...Roomie."