“Isn’t it beautiful?”

“Really?” Jack squinted his eyes at him in disbelief. “You’re asking how I’mdoing?”

“Yeah, I mean…,” Arthur hesitated and glanced at the small red mark on Jack’s cheek. A bruise had started to form around it and it looked a bit swollen. Looks painful, he thought as he swallowed hard, forcing down that familiar tingling in his throat. “They did hit you pretty bad. I’m really sorry, you didn’t have to-”

“Ah, don’t worry about it.” Jack cut him off and shook his head, leaving two little locks to fall down over his eyes. He ignores them. “What about you? How is your nose?”

“B… Better, yeah.” Arthur touched it a little as if to check if that’s even true. It was still a bit sore but not too bad. No worse than he has had it before. “I uh…I want to thank you again. Well-… more properly…for stopping them.”

“You really don’t need to.” Jack stiffly shoved his hands into his pockets but something changed in his eyes. “I’m just sick of people like them. Rich assholes, thinking they can just get away with anything-” He stopped himself. His frown relaxed a little and he ran his tounge over his lips. “Forget it. I’m sure anyone would have done the same.”

Now that was just a bad lie. Arthur wasn’t very good at reading people but that one was obvious even for him. “They wouldn’t.” He mumbled and also shoved his hands into his pockets where his fingers found his lighter and cigarettes. He started to fiddle with them as he tried to collect his thoughts. “Anyways…are-…are you free on Friday evening?”

Jack raised an eyebrow at him but nodded.

“I will be doing one of my first shows then.” Arthur smiled shyly but Jack just stared at him in confusion. “…I mean, I do stand-up comedy!” He then quickly added and Jack’s expression softened again and he gave a small smile.

“Yeah? That sounds cool.” The big scar on the left side of his cheek curved slightly as he smiled. It didn’t really look bad, it suited him somehow. In a way, it was even beautiful, Arthur realised and his ears suddenly felt hot.

“Yes… you’re welcome to see it! I’d treat you a beer! Or we could…eat something after? If you’d like of course, I understand if you don’t-“

"All that sounds great!” Jack interrupted him again and chuckled. "You just let me know when and where?”

“Yeah!” Arthur cracked a big, excited smile. “I’ll see you around.”

”Howdid you get those scars?”

“Hey…”

Jack slowly crouched down in front of Arthur. For having gotten into a fist fight with three guys he looked almost decent, his clothes just a little dusty and having just one single cut on his right cheek. “Are you alright?”

Arthur stared into Jack’s brown eyes in disbelief. He had his right hand gripped tightly around the gun in his pocket still. Had Jack stepped in just by seconds later… He swallowed hard and cringed at the metallic taste of blood.

“Yes.” He managed to get out, his voice hoarse and a bit shaky.

Jack tilted his head a little and Arthur could see his eyes focusing on his bloody nose. He finally let go of the gun, his fingers feeling stiff from holding it so tightly and he clumsily wiped some blood off with the edge of his sleeve.

“I ah-” Jack hesitated and shifted his weight a little awkwardly. “I’m sorry. For what they did to you.”

Arthur glanced at him under his locks, still in doubt. Why?Why did he decide to step in? It would have been so easy to just walk by like everybody else would have done. Like everybody else always does… Why did Jack get himself hurt to help him?

“Thank you…”

Oh bella ciao, bella ciao…

Heeey I’m still around! This time I threw them all into one of my favourite series that is about a perfect bank robbery…since I felt a little out of inspiration I thought a crossover could be fun to play around with and here we are! They be ready to rob the bank of Gotham…where the bat at?

“La casa de papel” (aka “Money Heist”) is a great series on Netflix and I strongly recommend it to anyone who hasn’t seen it already… who’s excited for season 5??

Jack Napier

A genuine laugh…

He hasn’t had one this good in a while.

“Hey…you’re Arthur, right?”

Because what if Jack and Arthur lived in the same time period and met just a little before the events of “Joker”…? Would they still go down the same violent path or would things be different?

simply-strangers:

“Darling Dear” A Jack Napier x Reader Oneshot

Warnings: Nothin… I just felt like writing fluff

Taglist:@ajokeformur-ray

Fandom: The Dark Knight Trilogy

Who is Jack Napier?: Supposedly the identity of Joker before everything happened. Joker is said to have a military background so it’s my assumption his scars were gained through war

Timeline: Before Jack’s deployment and scarring

*That was basically all irrelevant as this is just a cutesy thing I wanted to write*

“Jack! I’m home!” You called into the apartment. It was small with dim white walls and creaky flooring. It was just about all the two of you could afford.

“Y/N?” You hear Jack’s voice echo drowsily from another room. Probably the shared bedroom. Seconds later there’s a thump and the sound of stumbling footsteps. Eventually your blonde haired man of a husband reveals himself, sure enough in his pajamas and bleary eyes.

“You look half dead Jacky.” You chuckle at him and set down the heavy brown bag of groceries on the open kitchen counter. The light above flickers cautiously. Wouldn’t be the first time the landlord cut your power for no reason.

“Feel it too, darling. Oh, and please don’t call me Jacky. It’s embarrassing, love.” Your husband sneaks behind you and wraps his broad arms around your waist, pulling you close and earning a kiss to the cheek from you. This makes him smile faintly.

“Well I let you call me *insert embarrassing nickname* so why can’t I call you Jacky?” You ask him pitifully and turn around in his grasp to face him with your hands looping behind his neck.

“Becauuse, my darling dear wife. I will stop calling you that if you don’t call me Jacky. Deal?” Jack’s mouth twitched along with his head before a smile broadened to reveal the off white color of his surprisingly straight teeth.

“Deal.” You sigh dramatically and press a firm kiss to his lips.

“You’re beautiful Y/N. Have I ever told you that?” Jack asks teasingly with a soft smile. Those dark pools for eyes of his ensnared yours and you felt your hips begin to sway under his hands.

“You have, and you should say it more often.” You smile with a blush creeping on your cheeks.

“I’ll tell you it everyday if I have to.” Jack rests his forehead to yours and you swear music begins to play somewhere in the world, reaching both your hearts and calling for a dance in the kitchen.

“Promise?” You chuckle at him. Jack’s face is serious though, and that smile is fainter. Those eyes darker than you’d seen in ages.

“For all our days my darling dear.” He swears and seals the promise with a kiss.

BONUS: angsty, readers beware

Rain patterned down. It coated the field of battle and one man laid alive. Barely. His face was bandaged over completely from his nose down. A nasty grenade sending shrapnel cutting into his face and tearing the skin to sinew and muscle. Blood stained his uniform collar now. And tears fell from his eyes, soaking his rain watered cheeks and bandages.

He screamed. Screamed behind the white gauze and tape holding it down. The words were forever his undoing.

Dear John Napier,

It is with deep sorrow that we must report to you this tragic news. Mrs. Y/N Napier was a victim of a car accident. She was rushed to the hospital immediately and we regret to inform you she did not survive. Howard Killigan, the man responsible for the accident has been charged with manslaughter and a DUI. He was discovered to have been drunken during his driving. Our condolences Mr. Napier.

Sincerely,

Gotham City Hall

Howard Killigan was found murdered in his cell two months into his sentence, cameras showing a man dressed in a custom purple suit and a frightening clown mask. A message was written that night. Red stained the prison cell walls the words:

“You were always beautiful ”

Decorating the stone. A last goodbye to the woman that held together the soon to be: Prince of Gotham Crime.

Hope you enjoyed! Got inspired last minuet for the Angsty bit.

Stay Strange And Stay Safe!

This has me screaming, crying, shaking, etc. This is fantastic. Amazing. Brilliant. I love this so much, thank you for sharing <3