#arkham joker

[yandere--stuck]

If you're still taking requests, would you be able to do something again with Arkhamverse Joker?? (Or even Scarecrow, ANYTHING with that skinny lil horror boy please) I love ALL of your Batman work.

Just give me anything, I'm starving for some dark and creepy batvillians.

“Alright, sweetheart, just tell me who did it,” The Joker cooed from behind you, his hands resting at the plush blanket wrapped around your shoulders.

Both you and The Clown stood in front of the maw of the Sionis Steel Mill. You hadn't been outside in so long. The thought of making a run for it flitted through your mind, but you just as quickly discarded it. Joker was holding you pretty tight, but even if you broke free from his grip, presented before you was a line of Joker's men desperate to do anything to gain their boss's favor. And even if you made it through all that, you were smack dab in the middle of Arkham City. If the elements or starvation didn't get to you first, it'd be the other inmates - especially if they had gotten any inkling you might be precious to The Clown Prince of Crime.

Somehow, beyond all odds, you were the most safe in the arms of Gotham's most dangerous criminal.

Even with the multiple layers covering you, the wind cut through you like a blade. You'd been dressed in specially made pajamas the Joker commissioned, layers of winter clothing, and a large blanket he'd wrapped you up in before escorting you outside. And it made looking upon Joker's gang all the more uncomfortable. 

Compared to you, Joker's men wore precious little. Tank tops or sleeveless hoodies, some wearing no top at all, old worn pants, and their very own clown masks. You couldn't see their eyes, but you imagined that behind their masks, they glowered at you. Why wouldn't they hate you? After all, you were why they were freezing out here. Their boss had given them orders to never, under any circumstances, allow any harm to be brought unto you.

And then, Joker found the bruises.

“I don't want to get anyone in trouble,” You insisted, craving your neck to attempt eye contact with The Joker.

“Nobody's in trouble,” The Clown nuzzled you, voice almost a purr. “I just want to know who did it.”

You bit your lip. Something burned and swirled like a whirlpool in your stomach, rising to your chest. “It was my fault. I bumped into something.”

“Darling, it's okay. I'm not mad. Just point ‘em out for me.”

Your lips quivered and you screed your eyes shut. Burying your face in your hands, your whole body shook. You couldn't do this. You didn't want to. Sure, the guy roughed you up, but at least he didn't fucking kill you. And maybe whoever did it was a criminal at best or monster at worst, but you didn't want someone to die at the hands of The Joker because of you. You weren't supposed to be here. You were supposed to be in Gotham proper, living your ordinary life and not in Joker's base. You weren't supposed to be the object of Joker's obsession. You shouldn't have had to be transported around by goons, goons who were already frustrated and pissed as it was, and only exacerbated by their boss’ obsession with you and threatening them if he even thinks they're looking at you.

God, why was this happening to you? You just want to go home! You couldn't even scream, couldn't even cry, not now, not like this-

One hand released its grip on your shoulder to press against your back and brush soothing circles against you.

“Honey, baby, sweetie-darling, there's no reason to be upset!” Joker hushed. “You're not in any trouble. I'm not mad. I just want to know."

Still shaking, you dared to turn and meet the Clown's gaze. Puffing out a cloudy mist in the icy cold air, you ventured, “You promise you're not angry?”

The Joker beamed, holding up a hand. “Scout's honor!”

The both of you stared at each other for a long moment. His pupils were dilated, acidic green eyes nearly swallowed up by his dilated pupils. He stared back at you with utter adoration. 

Really, him being angry would have been less terrifying.

With a shaky exhale, you nodded. Ripping your eyes from him, you surveyed the crowd. The man in question wasn't hard to find. You knew the mask well. Lime green hair, a red clown nose, red, painted-on cuts and marks across the mask.

He was one of the henchmen ordered to transport you from one part of the base to another. You'd been terrified, shaking, near hyperventilating, and scared stiff to the spot. And he had grabbed you tight enough to bruise and shoved you through the halls, the other goons following behind. Just remembering it lit a spark of fear and anger in your gut. And even still, you hesitated to call him out.

Shivering, you slowly raised a finger to point at him, your digit like a death mark.

“Him,” you breathed out.

“Him?” Joker asked, pointing at the same man.

You nodded. You fought the urge to squeeze your eyes closed as The Joker waved him over.

The masked man approached both of you. You couldn't help but lean further into Joker. You tried to convince yourself it was the cold. He stopped a few feet away, but Joker motioned him even closer, until he was almost right on top of you both.

“This true, Bud?” Joker asked.

The masked man held his tongue for a moment. His whole body seemed tense. And if you had to guess, he was likely glaring daggers at you from behind the mask. And then finally, a soft sigh escaped him, body relaxing as he nodded. 

“Yeah, boss,” he admitted. “It was me.”

“And do you have anything to say to my darling here?”

Your breath caught in your throat as the goon turned directly toward you. You tried to keep totally still. Don't flinch. Don't show fear. You could feel his gaze burn into you. And Joker's grip tightened on your shoulder. Maybe reassuringly. Maybe possessively. 

The masked goon paused, simply staring at you, before he gave a lazy nod. “Yeah. ‘M sorry.”

Huh. That wasn't so bad. Turning to look at Joker you saw him nodding. A relieved smile began to bloom onto your face as you turned back to-

The sound of unfolding metal hit your ears. A gloved hand stretched out and yanking through hair. The stumbling forward of a body and. Your eyes widened as Joker grunted, pocket knife sinking into the man's throat.

He held it there for a moment, looking deep into the eyes of the man behind the mask, before wrenching the knife out. Blood spurted from the man’s neck as he gurgle, clutching his throat. Again, Joker struck, plunging deep into the man's neck and ripping it out. Again. Again. Again. And all you could do was watch, eyes the size of dinner plates and mouth agape in horror.

You finally found the ability to move your body again, and you hunkered down, hiding your eyes with your hands and stumbling back as Joker continued his assault. You shivered and shuddered, beginning to cry. You couldn't see it anymore, but you could hear the sounds of the blade meeting flesh, the desperate and violent gurgles of someone drowning in their own blood, the quick and sharp grunts of Joker as he plunged his knife in and out in and out in and out in and out-

You couldn't tell how long it went on, only that at some point, you couldn't hear anything else besides Joker's shaky breathing and the harsh whistling of the wind. Your hands and cheeks stung from cold and tears.

When you dared to uncover your eyes, The Joker was looking back at you. As if he was waiting for you to see - to see your attacker's head barely connected to his neck, near decapitated. The moment he saw the recognition in your eyes, the man's body was dropped like it was nothing.

"But, but," You stuttered, mouth trying to catch up with your mind. "You said, you said you weren't mad?'

"Not at you, darling," he smiled adoringly. "Never at you."

The Joker pocketed his bloody knife and clapped his hands free, addressing his men. “Now, let that be a lesson for all of you,” the clown leaned over to wrap an arm around your shoulder. You quickly cuddled into his hold (but only because of the cold. Only that and nothing more). Joker finished with a grin, “anyone who hurts my darling gets the same.”

Breathing heavily, your eyes surveyed the reactions of the henchmen. For some reason, you felt torn on how you felt about them. Pitied Joker's treatment of them, but was highly aware of their perspective of you being an obstacle, inconvenience, or even enemy-

You nearly jumped as Joker brought you out of thoughts by a kiss to the cheek. You were quickly turned around, The Joker guiding you inside and nuzzling against your cheek.

“You must be so stressed out, dear! C’mon, let's get warmed up inside and watch some cartoons!"

And when you're both inside, curled up together in a mound of blankets and cartoons playing on the screen, you tried to convince yourself tje obly reason you held him back was out of fear and to keep out the cold.

[bepoucorp]

Arkham Joker! oh and a John Doe doodle!

[jonkleringjerster]

You know what’s funny?

Even after everything you’ve done. I would have saved you.

[montimer]

(Yandere)Arkham joker x hero!reader

Gn!reader

He has left you clues that you followed. And as expected it was a trap, but not any kind of trap.

In an abandoned fun house, running around trying to find him to bring him back to arkham.

And even if you were to think over and wanting to go out and leave him to batman, every door was locked and highly secured.

And he has announced that if anyone else than you, the police or bats tries to get in, he'll blow up gothams hospital.

You didn't worry since batman was on the way to find the explosives in the hospital. And you, you were in this rotting circus trying to find him.

There were random tv devices on the walls where hes face popped up. Telling you where to go and what to do.

And finally you have found him.

As you stepped into the room there he was, sitting in a chair looking at the cameras.

He started swinging in his chair being all giggly.

"You've found me! Now, come and get your prize"

You gave him a suspicious look.

"No worries darling, theres nothing hiding up my sleeves" he pointed to his arms swinging it in the air.

You sighted and went closer to him.

"What is it Joker? Why did you wanted me to find you?"

He smiled wildly at you.

As you were about to speak up again he quickly standed up and pulled you close to him.

As you were struggling to get out of his strong grip he speak up.

"I didn't wanted anyone to bother us. Oh and aren't you also interested in what is your prize?"

You gave him a questioning look.

"What?"

(If you wear a mask he pulled it up to ur nose)

And he pressed a slightly obsessive kiss, still not letting go of you.

Taken by surprise you stopped trying to break free from his grip. Hes kiss got into slow and sensual the more you relaxed into it.

After he broke the kiss he started peppering your face with kisses.

He giggled seeing your expression. Surprised but also flustered, his lipstick being all over you.

Oh how much fun he's going to have with you,darling.

[skye707]

Give Dano riddler his little (boy)friend from Arkham!!! I really want to see joker in your style!!! I love your art by the way, it makes my day! 🩷🩷

I don't know how the others feel about him? They've all had previous...experiences with Jokers.

Also, I hope this little doodle does this funky Joker justice 💙

[wingedqueenlynx]

ITS DONE LADS!!!

The Harley and Joker Animatic is done :]

After 3 loooooong painful months of drawing detailed frames, it’s finally done. (PS- can you tell where the the shading differences start? ;3 )

[awkwardknight]

Alright Arkhamverse fans, come get your juice.

- no nsfw

- no racism homophobia transphobia xenophobia ableism or anything like that

- abide by the blacklist. You can bring up some of the topics on there, just sensor them by putting two || on either side of what you're saying and make sure to put what it is you're spoiling in brackets next to it so people know

- just don't bully anyone okay

- please keep venting to a minimum

- if a mod tells you to stop then knock it off, they have the right to kick you

[linxrouge4life]

And heres our twin sisters!

[in4ctiv3bl0g]

hi!!

I've moved blogs! You can find me on here now:

@thepurpleprince

[in4ctivee3]

hiii!

I'm moving my self ship blog! You can find me on here now:

@b1ue-me1ody

[puppeteer-of-fear]

homies look at what i found!!!

[bepoucorp]

Hi, maybe could you draw arkhamverse Joker and Batman.. k-ki-kissing? 👉👈 

never finished it (he's kissing air LOL)! but still hope you like it anon!

[iputthefuninfunky]

new Batman Arkham game when?

[montimer]

I see a lot of people writing joker x nurse!reader. How about

Joker x guard!reader

Gn!reader

Warnings:mention of gun

Imagine ur working in Arkham, as a guard

People warn you about all kinds of villians.

I think he would fall for you if: you are serious but kind

They would take him back injuried. Anyone else would just drag him back to his cell. But you just went over to him, helped him up and walked to a nurse for a first aid kit.

And thats how slowly he became obsessed w/ you

He would go up close and smile at you from his cell.

If you have a gun w/ you, he will joke about it.

He will also talk to you a lot. And i mean a lot. You just give him a smile. But the other guards would probably silence him

When he escapes, he will do anything to find out more about you.

When they take him back again,he'll be happy to see you.

He would tell you how easyly he will escape again. And you start to think that theres no way changing his mind

He would flirt w/ you. "You look beautiful, Y/n" "I wear the same outfit everyday." "I wasn't talking about ur outfit."

He would get really happy to see you. He would literally yell to get ur attention "Y/N, Hi" then he waves until the guards tell him to shut it.

Hes next plan is to escape and to take you w/ him ;))

[uinferno]

Love Under the Red Hood as a story but this always stood out to me.

Quick doodle to reacquaint myself with drawing.

[wingedqueenlynx]

frame 73 progress hehe

(Still find it funny that Batman carries Joker out instead of Taila, shows that these two had it going on lol)