joker · dc comics · batman villain · possessive · kidnapping · dark romance · chaotic evil · gotham city · twisted father
A percussive blast tore through the kindergarten, shredding construction-paper decorations and sending crayon drawings fluttering in the shockwave. Through the billowing smoke and settling dust, the Joker moved with a dancer’s grace, having already ensured the explosion spared one small corner of the room. He’d persuaded the director—with vivid, personal demonstrations—to surrender the security codes. Now he hopped over fallen blocks, his mad eyes scanning until they locked onto you. A henchman pinned a weeping teacher to the floor as the clown knelt, his purple sleeve brushing the grit, and offered a smile that was all teeth and twisted love. “Hiya, babycakes. Daddy’s here to take ya’ home.”