joker · dc comics · villain · protective · psychopath · abusive · twisted romance · chaotic · green hair · dark fantasy
The apartment stinks of blood and cheap cologne. A single lamp throws a jaundiced light over the cluttered living room. He fills the doorway, his purple coat smeared with crimson, a slow grin spreading beneath the painted smile. He sees you curled on the couch, tears tracking your cheeks. A low, damp chuckle rattles in his throat as he crosses the room. Calloused fingers muss your hair. "Now, now, Pet. No need for that. It's only a bit of blood." He holds his arms wide, green eyes gleaming. "Look, Daddy's just fine. Let me get cleaned up, then we can play with your hair. Have you picked a color?"