joseph prince

Dearest (Joker x reader) 10

Y/N’s curiosity got the better of her when she went exploring by herself in an old insane asylum. Little did she know of the murderous psychopath lurking in the shadows, obsessed and determined to break her and make her his.

Originally posted by kurupuckpiknikhade480

Chapter 10

Mister J hadn’t spoken a single word the entire drive. Frost and I had decided it was best not to question him. Although I hadn’t known Mister J for long, Frost had, and he had never seen him act like this before. Usually Frost could predict to some degree what Mister J had in mind, but right now, his mind drew a blank. ‘’Get out of the car’’ Mister J growled. I looked over at him with confused eyes.

I still couldn’t understand what we were doing out here. When I didn’t immediately do what he told me to, he slammed both hands on the wheel. ‘’I SAID. Get out of the car.’’ This time I didn’t hesitate to unbuckle my seatbelt and kick the door open. The air had a sour chemical scent to it and I scrunched my nose.

Frost remained in the car and waited for further instructions. When I looked at the car, I could see Mister J still sitting there. He wasn’t moving a muscle and his face wore an expression I’d never seen on him before. He was leaning his head back in his seat and looking up at the ceiling. I could see genuine confusion in his expression. He seemed to be thinking about something, or maybe deciding something?

I stood outside in the chill air, probably more confused than him, waiting for him to explain what was happening. After 2 minutes of him staring at the roof of the car, he suddenly slammed his fist yet again on the wheel and burst out the door. He was walking aggressively and quickly towards me and I felt my heartbeat increasing for each step he took.

Without thinking, I covered my face with my hands, afraid he was going to slap me. When he saw, he grabbed my hand and squeezed it roughly while forcing it behind my back. ‘’Ssshh, ssh. Don’t worry, I’m gonna fix you.’’ I furrowed my brows. ‘’What are you talking about?’’ He didn’t answer me, he just led my body with his grip and started walking into the building.

I kept my mouth shut and followed him. The building was old and bore brown, rusted walls. Inside of the building, the chemical smell was even stronger and I felt like I was breathing toxic. We entered an elevator and the doors creaked as they closed. We both stood, at different sides of the elevator and looked at each other. This was the first time in a long time I felt nervous in his presence.

Lately, so much shit had gone down that I hadn’t had any time to focus on my emotions. His eyes were glued to mine. He looked like he wanted to eat me. His eyes were wide and his breath heavy. It made my heart race. I couldn’t decide if it looked like he wanted to kiss me passionately or tear me to shreds.

The elevator finally stopped, after what felt like minutes and minutes on end. Mister J turned on his heel and stepped out, waiting for me. I took a step out and he grabbed my hand. It felt strange. It was such a normal and gentle thing for him to do. His grip wasn’t rough or sexual. He just barely squeezed it, as if my hand was made of glass and he didn’t want to break it.

He led me towards the middle of the room. His breath was heavy and his eyes still looked a little confused. It was a mix of confusion, lust, hate, desire and a feeling I don’t think he understood. An unfamiliar feeling none of us could describe in words. It could only be felt.

I drew a sharp breath, anxious about what all of this was about. When I stopped focusing so much on my thoughts, I noticed a sound. Bubbling. I walked over to the edge of the platform and leaned over to see where the sound was coming from. 8 meters down, I could see five or six large chemical vats. The brown liquid was bubbling and steaming. ‘’Mister J why- Doll.’’ He interrupted me.

I looked at his eyes. Those crazy, deranged eyes that I had fallen in love with. Then I looked back down at the swirling chemical bath below us. That’s when it all made sense to me. His skin, his hair. He was born down there.

Mister J grabbed my shoulders and I looked back up at his eyes again. His eyes, the same color as his chemical birthplace. ‘’Would you die for me?’’ he asked me dead serious. Yes, yes, yes, anything I thought. ‘’Yes.’’ I said honestly. Then he looked up the roof and shook his head. ‘’No, no, that’s too easy.’’ He looked back down at my eyes again. Then he flashed a toothfull smirk. It sent chills down my spine and honestly, it scared the hell out of me.

‘’Would you?’’ he stopped, thinking. ‘’Would you live for me?’’ he growled. My heart tried to push itself out of my ripe chest. ‘’Yes’’ I replied. He caressed my arm with his hand. I was trembling under his touch.

He had a power about him that I could not deny. My chest rose up and fell. I was the mouse, he, the lion. ‘’Will you embrace me, and only me?’’ Yes, any day, every day, forever.’’ His hypnotizing eyes capturing mine. ‘’Will you bind your spirit to mine, in hate?’’ Anything, anything. I nodded eagerly. ‘’Do you consign your soul to me?’’ I opened my lips slightly. ‘’Yes.’’ ‘’Do you laugh at the world in disgust?’’ Always have, always will. Especially if I can laugh at it with you, I do. I do.’’ He put his finger to my lip and dragged it down my sore bottom lip as he kept his eyes on mine. ‘’Yes.’’

‘’Do not say this oath, thoughtlessly’’ My breath hitched in my throat as I stared into his gleaming eyes. ‘’I want it.’’ ‘’Say it, say it. Say iit.’’ He groaned between heavy breaths. ‘’Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty’’ ‘’Please?’’ I finished. My voice was weak, like an innocent little child. He lifted his hands from my shoulders and curled them together in delight as he watched me beg. ‘’Aaw, God, you’re so, good.’’

He took a few steps back and raised his arms slightly, looking at me, gesturing for me to let myself fall into the chemical vat below us. I was happy too, there wasn’t a thing I wanted more in this life. I would live for him, I would die for him, I would spend each and every moment of my life embracing him and only him. My puddin.

Just as I was about to raise my arms and let my body fall down into the gooey chemical bath, someone fell through the roof and landed in-between us with a loud bang. ‘JOKER!’’ a dark voice roared. Once the dust had cleared, I squinted my eyes and opened my mouth in surprise and shock. It was the Batman. ‘’Let the girl go.’’ He commanded and started walking towards my Mister J. Mister J started hysterically laughing at the bat’s face. ‘’I suggest you back of batsy, the girl belongs with me and she stays here.’’ He roared back at him.

‘’She’s an innocent young girl with a family and friends who are looking for her. She doesn’t belong with a psychopathic, emotionless clown.’’ I looked down at the floor, my heart churning when he mentioned my friends and family. Batman turned his head in my direction and used his free hand to reach it out for me to grab. ‘’Come here, miss. You don’t want this. He’s a manipulative psychopath who has been toying with you since the minute he saw you.’’

No. That stupid batman didn’t even know the first of it. Mister J wouldn’t have brought me here, or come to save me if I was just a chew toy to him. I slapped his hand away and crossed my arms over my chest. Mister J looked at me with so much passion. Seeing his girl beat the batman turned him on beyond belief.

He took the chance to slam his own head into batsy’s head. The Batman fell to the ground and the Joker jumped on top of him, beating him whilst laughing hysterically. I just stood there, watching them. There wasn’t anything I could to. This was between them. The fight escalated and they launched themselves at each other, throwing each other into walls and down on the floor. You could sense the hate between those two. Despite that, they needed each other. They were, in some sense, dependent on one another. Without each other, they would be, incomplete.

Frost threw a bat in Mister J’s direction and he grabbed it with his free hand. He looked down at the bat and smiled before he smashed the bat’s shoulder with the wooden bat. I couldn’t help but start giggling. He was beating the bat with a bat, how ironic.

When the bat was down, Mister J rushed over to me and grabbed my face. ‘’Do you want this? Do you really want this?’’ he panted. I looked at him with puppy eyes. ‘’I do.’’ He smiled crazily at me. At his point, Frost burst in through the elevator and tackled The Batman from behind before he could reach Mister J. ‘’Then, goodbye Y/N.’’ He pushed me off the platform and I plunged into the churning liquid below. 

‘’NO!’’ Batman shouted and reached out his hand, but it was too late. The acid devoured me as I screamed in pain from the burns. Impressed and satisfied, he watched me disappear into the hellish brew. At this point, batsy had gotten back up on his feet and grabbed Mister J by the neck. 

My puddin was quick, and kneed batsy in the stomach before kicking him to the ground. ‘’Come on boss! We gotta go’’ Frost exclaimed as he turned around to escape before Batman regained enough strength to fight back. ‘’No, no, no, no, no’’ Mister J mumbled to himself and kept pacing back and forth on the platform. Frost looked at him in shock and confusion as Mister J suddenly ripped his jacket off and plunged himself into the churning mass below.

Frost held his gun at the bat as he walked over to the platform to see what happening. Time was ticking, tick, tick, tick. Then, they broke surface. I was limp in his arms. He looked down at me and saw a change. My hair and my skin had been bleached and my skin had this alluring alabaster glow to it. I felt the air of the surface brush over my painted body.

The Joker looked down at my face and placed his lips on mine. My eyes opened in a gasp and I looked at the man holding me in his arms. His face was dripping with chemicals and his eyes were more deranged than I’d ever seen them. ‘’Who do you belong to?’’ he asked as he grabbed the back of my neck. ‘’You. You’re my Mister J’’ I grinned at him. Mister J moved in and kissed me hard on the lips while I began gnawing on his. He leaned his head back and started laughing hysterically as I joined in. From now on, it was the two of us, together.

“Bring forth the best robe! Put a ring on his hand! Put shoes on his feet! Kill the fatted calf! Let’s celebrate! My son was lost and now he’s found” (Luke 15:22–24). The father didn’t say one word about his son wasting his wealth on prodigal living. He was just overjoyed that his son came back.

In the same way, God has not given up nor will He ever give up on you. The moment you take a step toward Him, you will find Him running toward you to embrace you. 

My friend, when people give up on you, and even when you give up on yourself, I want to assure you that God has not given up on you! He sent His Son Jesus Christ to die on the cross for your sins and this God of grace will never give up on you. His arms are wide open to receive you, freely forgive you and restore you!

-Pastor Joseph Prince

“Now as Jesus passed by, He saw a man who was blind from birth.” John 8:1

Jesus could not pass by a blind man. When there’s a need, He cannot pass you by. Even if you don’t see your need.

I remember the day after I tried to take my life. Try as I might, I could not die. That morning I went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet bowl; dazed, hopeless, and unmoved. I was thinking of other ways out–the knife? the window? the car? God was the last thing on my mind. Then suddenly a voice came over me and spoke, “Whatever it is, I am with you." 

Jesus could not pass me by. I didn’t even think of asking for His help, but He came. Beloved, we serve a faithful God who will not walk pass us without changing, healing, and touching us!

Beloved, stress is not from God. Peace is! Jesus said, ‘Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid’. Notice Jesus’ second statement. He says that if you want to walk in His peace, then don’t allow your heart to be troubled or afraid.
—  Joseph Prince

Ever been too busy to get something done, and then find out that it’s too late when you finally get down to it? As human beings, we live our lives constrained by time. But Jesus, the one who created time, is not time-bound. He always has time for each one of us!

He hears your cries, cares about the little and big things that bother you, and will come and save you. Even when He is “busy”, He has time to stop and minister to you. Even when it seems “too late”, He will still see to it that you get your miracle!

-from Joseph Prince’s Daily Grace Inspiration

God wants you to seek His kingdom and His righteousness because a life in which you are on the throne is truly a miserable life! God loves you too much to let you live like that. He knows that only with Jesus in the centre of your life will you be fulfilled and safe.
—  Joseph Prince, A Life Worth Living