I didn't intend for any of this to happen. I thought I was helping....Or maybe I was just curious. Regardless of my intentions, I ended up falling in love. I fell for something beyond anything I've ever touched. It was a new feeling, a deranged texture. And I just loved the way it felt on my delicate, virtuous heart.
A/N: this is a fanficfion that involves the Jared Leto's Joker and a love interest character that I created. So in this world, Harley Quinn does not exist, instead it is my character. Also, even though the Joker is the 'design' from Suicide Squad aka Jared Leto's Joker, I still might make him use backstories/quotes from other Jokers before him.
SIDE NOTE: This is just a FANFICTION. I know the Joker doesn't really have a sense of sensuality or ability to love. He couldn't care less about relationships. But the way I see it, in MY story, as MY interpretation of the joker; he is capable of loving, but only as much as someone like Joker can love. He has his own way of loving because after all, he has a corrupted mind. In my fanfiction, I want him to be able to love to a degree because 'love' really is the only human thing he has left. And that's what makes the Joker so scary yet fascinating at the same time. He twinges of normality from time to time when it comes to human feelings, which shows that in a way, he's capable of changing if he wanted I deep down. But of course he doesnt. Instead he decides to keep being Joker anyways, which to me makes him scarier and more fascinating that way.