Various x Reader One Shots

Human! Bill X Reader [Joker/Harley AU]

Human Bill Cipher X Reader / Joker X Harley AU

Requested by myself, for loving that adorable dorito! Also I read a book where the reader was in an asylum because Bill was driving her insane mentally. It gave me this idea!!

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A/n- Four one shots in a day what???

You collected the files, flipping through them for the name of whom you were speaking with today. There was a new patient in the asylum, and you were assigned to work with them.

"Ms. (L/n)." Someone called, and you looked up with a soft smile, "Mr. Cipher wants to see his doctor."

You let your smile fade as you nodded, "Yes, (R/n). What exactly...did he do."

"He claims he found a portal to another dimension and that he wants to destroy this one. He says he's a...demon." One of your coworkers explained, giving you a pitied smile, "He's a...mass murder as well. He also tried to fake his death as suicidal to get out of coming here."

You huffed, "Boss always throws the bad ones at me." You laughed, "If I looks like I help, come in and save me."

(R/n) giggled, "You've got it, (Y/n), but please be carful."

You nodded, adjusting your white lab coat. You wore a black pencil skirt and a (f/c) blouse that tucked into your skirt, still loose, along with you black heals that clicked at each step. You walked down the white hall to the door signed as his, looking through the window to see your patient sitting in the chair.

He had golden tossed hair, with a under layer of black. His hands, that were handcuffed together, were placed in his lap as he looked down at the table, his head hanging. He wore golden loose pants and a white, sleeveless shirt, revealing his strong, yet slim arms.

You opened the door, his head turned towards you as you walked in. You noticed his right eye was red and blistered, and in fact, there was no eye there, just a socket.

"Hello, Mr. Cipher." You smiled, sitting down across from him and softly pushing the folders onto the table.

He starred at you for a moment before planting on a smirk, "Well, hello, Ms. (L/n)."

You looked at him astonished, and he chuckled, "Your name tag."

"Oh, of course." You laughed, pulling out one of the folders and opening it in search of a topic.

"Hmm, Dear, you seem extremely nervous." He gasped dramatically, "Are you scared?"

Honesty, yes. But he craved fear, so he can't know that.

You sighed, ignoring him, "So, what do you want to talk about."

"Let's talk about you." He smiled, tilting his head to the side, "What's your name."

"(Y/n)." You answered, trying your best not the fiddle or twitch at his cockiness.

"Beautiful name, Toots."

"Stay with formalities for now, Mr. Cipher." You warned calmly, not looking up.

"Then there's something to talk about. Let's make a deal, I'll answer anything you ask truthfully if you let me call you whatever."