my babies all i wanna do is gif you

Maid - Joker x Reader imagine part 3

a/n: hiii here it is, its like a lil bit fluffy, they basically only talk and such so yeah :) hope you like it

characters: joker, reader

warnings: mention of & nudity, lil bit swearing, daddy kink, kisiing, implied smut

*next morning*

I woke up from a cold breeze hitting my back and groaned. Why was it cold? Where was I? What day was it? What’s the time?

I opened my eyes slowly, feeling light shining from a small window. I flinched a little and sat up from my horizontal position, my back was pressed against a silk-like surface. This isn’t my room, was the first thing that came to mind. I then glanced around the bed I was in - there was a pale white back facing me, tattoos covering it. 

Wait a second. Was it…? Oh, God, it’s him. It’s my boss there, the Joker, laying under the covers next to me. Was he… naked? Was I? I took a look under the blanket I was covered in - I was completely naked. Did we…?

And then memories of last night came back to me. Oh, we really did do it again. Was it a mistake? Did somebody see us? Will it happen again? I needed so many answers. I needed to talk to him.

Was he awake? Wait, what day was it? If yesterday was Thursday, then today it was Friday. Ah, thankfully it’s my day off-work. I looked at the digital clock on the night stand - 10:43am. I sighed in relief. I hoped he didn’t have any plans for today, especially in the morning, because I really needed to ask him about.. well, this. I’ll just have to wait until he wakes up, by himself. God knows what would happen if I disturbed his slumber. 

I stood up from the bed and with a blanket wrapped around my naked body, I tiptoed into the bathroom. I sighed once in ‘safety’ and closed the door to the point that only a small crack was open. 

I dropped the blanket and looked at myself in the mirror. I had so many hickeys all over my neck, and some bruises around the hip region. My casual makeup was a little bit smudged and my lips were redder than usual. I didn’t put on lipstick, ever, so I guess it smeared off of him. There were also red lip marks around my collarbones. Jesus Christ, am I sinning.

I pulled my hair into a messy bun and took off the makeup that was left. I sighed again and stepped into the shower, pulling the curtain closed. I turned on the shower and there was already hot water running down my body. God, it felt relieving. I closed my eyes at the good feeling and tilted my chin upwards. 

I still felt his touch on my body. It was like… a craving that nothing could wash away, not even water. His touches were rough, powerful, but passionate. They sent the vibe that he liked to be in control, dominant, the one in charge. 

Not really giving thought to it, I started quietly singing to myself.

Are we awake?
Am I too old to be this stoned?
Was it your breasts from the start?
They played a part, for goodness sake
I wasn’t told you’d be this cold
Now it’s my time to depart and I just had a change of heart                                I’ll quote on the road like a twat and wind my way out of the city
Finding a girl who is equally pretty won’t be hard
Oh, I just had a change of heart                                                                         You smashed a glass into pieces
That’s around the time I left
When you were coming across as clever
Then you lit the wrong end of a cigarette
You said I’m full of diseases
Your eyes were full of regret
And then you took a picture of your salad
And put it on the Internet

While singing, I finished showering and turned off the running water. I pulled open the curtain and saw what I wasn’t expecting. There he was, standing in just some sort of sweatpants, facing me, but looking at the floor with something in hand. I couldn’t help but to gasp as he startled me, all of a sudden being there. I grabbed a towel from the hanger and wrapped it around myself. He probably walked in while I was showering. How long had he been there?

J raised his eyes from the floor, along with the rest of his face and looked at me.

“No need to cover, doll. It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.” He spoke lowly, barely above a whisper. I just stood there, frozen, not knowing what to do. “Come on out, don’t be afraid.” He urged and I stepped out of the shower, following his orders. I didn’t know if he was in a bad mood, but I definitely did not want to make sure he was, so I did as told. He reached out his pale hand to me. “Come to Daddy, doll. I’ve got something for you. Take my hand.” He spoke. With one hand holding my towel, I reached the other and placed it in his and he pulled me closer to him in a second. Our faces just a few inches from each other, he was looking me right in the eyes. Oh, his eyes…

Joker suddenly took me by my sides with a bit force, making me yelp and then put me on the bathroom counter. I was watching him with curiosity as he spread my legs and stood in between them, then looking up at me.

“Let Daddy take care of you, baby girl.” He said. I nodded, waiting for his next action. I could talk to him now, when he’s… calm. Yeah, I’ll do that.

J slowly unwraps my towel from around me and lets it pool at my butt, almost admiring the sight before him. I was completely exposed to him again. 

“Daddy would love to fuck you right now, but he needs to take care of you first.” He says, running his hands up and down my sides and making me shiver slightly at his cold fingers. ”Don’t you love how Daddy’s marked you?” He then took the thing he was holding in his hand and unfolded it. A white, closed button-up shirt. “I’m sure this will suit you.” He said, undoing the buttons. When that was done, J put it behind me and carefully slid my arms into the sleeves of it. Once it was on me, - it felt so big on me -, he did only the bottom ones, leaving my chest partly exposed to him.

“Daddy?” I spoke.

“Yes, baby doll?” He replies, placing his hand on my waist.

“I have a question. Or a few.” I spoke, putting my hands lazily on his shoulders, letting them hang off of his shoulders. 

“Go ahead.”

“What are we?” I asked. “What do we classify as?”

“Well… I don’t think we classify as anything, at least we don’t need to.” He spoke. Oh. 

“But what is this between us, Daddy? You’re supposed to be my boss.”  I stated. “Are you?”

“Must be so.”

“Then what am I to you, Daddy?” I pushed, leaning a bit closer to him.

“What do you want yourself to be to me, angel?” 

“I don’t know, Daddy. I just… don’t want this to be anything un-special, meaningless to each other.”

“Why would you think this could be meaningless to me? Or you?” Anger appeared in his voice. “Everything has a meaning. Including this.”

“And what is this?” I said, feeling tears well up behind my eyes. Joker looked away from me, only a huff escaping his lips. “C'mon, Daddy, don’t you want me closer to you? Always by your side?” I pouted, the tears almost coming out. I leaned very close to his face, looking in his blue eyes. I saw anger in them which made me feel afraid and tears roll down my cheeks.

“Please, don’t cry, baby doll. Daddy doesn’t like to see you upset.” He said, stroking my cheek, which only made more tears fall from my eyes. “Is this what was upsetting you last night?” He asked and I nodded, pursing my lips together, but then letting a sob out. “Don’t cry, doll. Please. Am I upsetting you?” I looked down. It wasn’t his fault I had accidentally caught feelings for him. But it did involve him. “Baby girl, Daddy can make you feel better.” J said, bringing his lips to my neck and sliding his hands further down my body, but I weakly pushed him away. I looked him in the eyes, there was hurt visible. “Don’t you want Daddy to make you feel better?” I shook my head.

“Not in that way.” I said. 

“Then tell me what you want, baby. I’ll do it. Do you wanna go home or stay here or…”

“No, I want you. Here, always, every day, all day.” I confessed. “I want to stay here with you for whatever-how-long. Don’t you want that?”

“Listen, baby girl. Daddy likes you very, very, very much. I enjoy your company and the things you do for me.” He said. “So, if being… with me, mine, whatever, makes you happy, I will do everything to make you pleased. I would do anything for you.”

“Really?” I smiled.

“Yes, my angel.” Joker replied. I wanted to hug him, but knew he wasn’t the 'hug person’, so I kissed him instead. He grunted, but i could feel him smirk. “So what would you want?”

“I… want to live here. With you.” I confessed once again.

“Anything for my princess.” He said and kissed me again. “By the way,” he dragged out the last word, “I love how you sing, angel face.”


Imagine it being Jax’s birthday and him surprising you…

Peacefully, you sat in your armchair reading your book. It was a romantic novel. The kind many people would find cringy, but there was something about romance in general and romance novels that you cherished. It was your boyfriends birthday. You’d spoken to him earlier on the phone wishing him a ‘happy birthday’ and all the usual stuff. You assumed Gemma was throwing him a party at the clubhouse with all the sons and croweaters. That wasn’t your scene, you preferred a quiet night in.

You jumped at the sound of your ringtone. Swiftly, you picked up the phone not noticing who the caller ID was and answered it.
“Hello?” You let out naturally.
“Hey baby, you busy?” Jax, your boyfriend asked.
“Nope, why?”
“What do you mean why? It’s my birthday. I wanna spend it with you!” He replied in a sarcastic tone.
“Oh okay, just thought you’d have mentioned it earlier.” you answered.
“ I will be half an hour. See ya.” He stated before hanging up.

—–half an hour later—–

A rhythmic knock played on the door. You leaped up and walked to the door unlocking it as fast as you could.

*gif* - “Hey baby” he muttered making you blush.
Suddenly, he had lifted you up into the air. You felt weightless. You pulled his face to yours, kissing him wherever you could.
“ I bloody love you..” You stuttered in awe.
“Shut up and kiss me” Jax said while pulling your head towards his once again. You couldn’t help but smile which wasn’t really a great trait for kissing.
A silence broke out. He looked longingly into your eyes wandering for words to say but none fit how he felt about you.
“ I…I..I can’t describe my feelings for you y/n. At all… It’s impossible.” He wiped away the tear, which had cascaded down your cheek, which he had caused with his kind words.
“Goddamn you Teller, stop being so adorable…” You were still blushing.
“What a perfect birthday!” Jax let aloud with delight.


Title: You Are All I Need
(gif belongs to of-badges-of-guns <3)

A/N: I know this is very very short in comparison to the other but I felt it was nice and cute. Hope you all enjoy reading - any feedback is always welcomed and appreciated <3

Requested by: @firstpunchlove - “6. "All I need is you.” With LaSalle please?“
Word Count: 204
Pairing: Chris LaSalle x Reader

6. "All I need is you.”

“Y'know, you coulda had anyone y'wanted…” Chris murmured after placing a kiss on your forehead. You were laid in bed, you were nestled into his bare chest, stroking his side. It was way past twelve but the both of you would often talk into the early hours or just lay with each other waiting for your minds to stop, “Anyone that didn’t have a job like mine, that could be home in time for supper…”

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Anon said:
Can you make an imagine about Dillon rupp , You tell him to quit smoking since you’re pregnant with a girl and you guys have an argument but at the end he quits for you ? Please and thank you.

I was happy, ecstatic actually. I’m starting my family, something I’ve always wanted. I’m 7 months pregnant with a baby girl, and man oh man are my hormones crazy. I’m craving things all hours of the night, and my boyfriend Dillon, has to go out on missions just to satisfy me. I was lying down in my bed, feeling my stomach, and feeling baby Analeese kick when I felt the strong odor of weed hit my nostrils. Dillon was supposed to be in the basement with Nate, chilling. I knew Nate being Nate he’d smoke, but Dillon lately has been pushing it with the smoking. He wasn’t always a smoker, but saw his friends doing and decided to do it too. Then he kept pushing himself to get more and more dependent of weed to make him forget. I can’t really criticize because I smoked too, but I knew my limits. Now that I have a baby on the way, I’m starting to want certain things to be done just to make sure she’s healthy. I’ve told Dillon many times before to chill, but it’s like it goes through one ear and out the other. I’m not saying he fully has to stop, but we’re having a daughter the least he could do is stop right now. Second hand smoking can not only effect me but her too, and that’s a risk I’m not willing to take. I hopped out of bed, wobbling down the stairs.

I got to the basement door and made my way inside, and the smell hit me hard. The music was blasted hard, and the baby did not like it one bit, she was kicking up a storm. I made my way over to the boys, and Nate instantly shut the music off. Dillon gave me mad look, “Dillon what the fuck” I crossed my arms. “What now?” He rolled his eyes, “what now? Really, I shouldn’t have to tell you “what now” “ I air quoted him, “we are having a baby, I get you wanna smoke and all, but I want our daughter healthy you need to stop, not only for me but her” I tried reasoning, “fuck that” he laughed exhaling smoke in my face. “Bro come on chill” Nate tried peeping in. I smacked the blunt out his hand, “your so fucking UGH” I shook my balled fists, “I ask for one small thing, one small fucking thing and you can’t do that shit? But when you saw me drinking a lot, you told me to cut down, and I did. Your such a hypocrite” I rolled my eyes, “fuck you” he mumbled, “fuck me? You know what Dillon, I’m tired of telling you the same shit on a new day. Don’t be surprised if you wake up one morning, and I’m not here” my eyes teared up. I turned and walked up stairs slamming the door. I went to our room, and packed bags. I know I can’t really leave him, but I’m tired of this. I locked the bedroom door, and layed in bed.

“Sorry your heard mommy and daddy fight” I whispered to Analeese. I rubbed my tummy, and fell asleep. Towards the middle of my slumber I heard the door open, I forgot that Dillon can easily crack open a door. I turned over so I didn’t have to face him, “Y/N” he mumbled, “fuck off” I angrily said back. “Babe” he rubbed my cheek, “I’m not your babe, you told me to fuck off” I pulled the covers over my face. “I’m sorry” he said sitting in the bed. I didn’t say anything, I tried to fall back asleep. He took a deep breath in, and made his way to the closet to change. “Whats all this?” He noticed my packed bags. “I don’t know, you tell me” I answered from within the sheets. “Are… Are you leaving me?” His voice cracked. I sat up, “I honestly don’t know, I’m tired Dillon, I’m tired of telling you over and over and it still doesn’t click. Maybe me leaving is gonna make you realize what you have to do to keep me” I avoided eye contact. He sat next to me on the bed, “I’m sorry, I really am. Your right, I’m being a hypocrite but you know I’m too stubborn to admit when I’m wrong. I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings, you know I’d never intentionally do that. I’m gonna quit smoking for you, for our family and for our daughter. I’ve been nervous I guess, I’m scared I’m not here enough for you and I might not be a good father for her” he said playing with my hand, “Dillon, your here for me a lot, maybe a little too much. Your an amazing boyfriend, and your gonna be an amazing father don’t doubt yourself. If you felt that way you could have told me” I leaned onto his shoulder, “I didn’t wanna put more stress on you than I already was, but I’m sorry. I’m gonna learn to tell you things, and it’s gonna be hard but no more smoking” he kissed my forehead. “Your forgiven, and thank you. Know I’ll be here every step of the way” I kissed our intertwined hands. “I love you” “I love you too” “I was talking to the baby y/n” he chucked “fuck you” I laughed, “i guess I could share my love” he smirked, “I love you y/n” he said placing a soft kiss on my lips, “I love you too” I said cuddling into his chest.



 It was Thursday night and Harry had convinced me to go to my friends party, to introduce him to them. We hadn’t been dating long and when my friend Y/F/N text me to say she was having a few people round her house, he was really excited to meet everyone.
Harry looked so handsome in his shirt and black skinny jeans, his curly hair was swept back off of his face at the top and I would much rather have stayed home to keep him all to myself. But he was right, we couldn’t spend every day in sweatpants watching shit tv. He was leaving to visit his family in four days and I wanted to experience new things with him.
I straightened out my little black dress as we reached Y/F/N’s front door and Harry brushed his hand along the bottom of my back as we walked into the small house.
A couple of my friends, Josh and Samuel, were stood in the kitchen pouring drinks and I could hear the others in the lounge. “Here she is” Samuel smiled with a bottle of vodka in his hand. He was so tall and skinny that I thought he might break every time he moved. He looked past me at Harry and raised his eyebrows “Hello, mate. How you doing?”.
Harry was polite, as always and moved forward to shake Samuel’s hand “I’m good, thank you. I’m Harry”.
Josh turned around as Samuel introduced himself and he didn’t look too impressed as his eyes wandered down my body and back up. Josh has tattoos up both his arms and his large physique intimidated most people.
I knew this would be awkward. Josh and I had been seeing each other a few months before I met Harry and he was always telling me that he likes me. Of course, I wasn’t interested. How could I be when I had the most amazing guy in the world by my side? Harry tried to shake Josh’s hand but Josh wasn’t having any of it, instead he ran a hand through his short blonde hair, picked up two beer bottles and then walked straight past us “Beers in the fridge, help yourself”.
I wasn’t sure if Harry was oblivious to Josh’s sour mood or if he was just ignoring it, he knew the history and Josh wasn’t his favourite person. I looked up at Harry and grabbed his warm hand smiling. Now that we were here, I was excited for him to meet my friends.
I pulled him into the living room where Betsy, Scott and Jeremy were sat smoking on the sofa’s. “Y/N, you came!” Betsy stood up with a huge smile on her face and I could immediately tell that she was star struck having Harry Styles in her house. She hugged me and then moved onto my boyfriend “Hi, it’s so nice to meet you! I’m Betsy and this is my boyfriend Jeremy”.
Betsy and Jeremy were perfect for each other, they both dressed in similar grunge clothes and even had the same length hair. Except Betsy was short and blonde and could win a fight just with her aggressive words. Jeremy was a wimp and hated conflict unless he was shouting at Betsy about being banned from their favourite restaurants.
Once all of the introductions were done, Harry sat down on the round white chair in the corner of the room by the tv and pulled me into his lap. Scott sat opposite us holding an Xbox controller staring at the screen. Scott wasn’t around much due to the fact that his job meant he worked away every week. It was nice to see him.
“So Harry, has your band had any shows lately?” Jeremy asked “You’ve been staying with Y/N for a bit haven’t you?”.
Harry cleared his throat and nodded with a smile as he stroked the outside of my thigh “Yeah I’ve been here for about five days but no, we’re taking a little break at the moment. What do you do?”.
Jeremy grinned “I’m a fashion stylist for men”.
Suddenly Jeremy’s phone started ringing and I turned my attention to Harry as he answered it.
I smiled down at him “Are you okay?”.
Harry flashed my favourite smile and licked his lips “I’m good baby, are you okay?”.
I nodded happily. I was good. 
“Okay, we’ll be there in ten minutes” Jeremy said through the phone before hanging up.
I frowned “Who was that?”. All of our group was already here so I was a little confused as to who else was coming.
Truth be told, I felt a little over-protective over Harry. I knew that my friends were chill but I didn’t want anyone treating Harry weirdly because of his popularity.
“Rachel is coming so I’ve gotta go and meet her. Do you wanna come, Harry? I need to pick up some more beer, too”.
“Sure”Harry said enthusiastically “As long as that’s okay with Y/N”.
I rolled my eyes and stood up grinning “Of course it is” I reached into my pocket and pulled out some money “Will you please get me some wine, too?’.
Harry leant down to kiss my lips softly “Yes but I’ll get it, save your money for next weekend”.
Harry invited me to spend the weekend with him at his house in London next week and I hadn’t said yes yet because he had a lot of plans to see his friends.
I eyed him suspiciously and he knew right away what I was thinking.
“You’re coming, my friends love you” he stepped past me towards Jeremy “Ready when you are, mate”.
I couldn’t deny the excitement I felt in me as I watched him walk away. I couldn’t believe how happy I was or that Harry Styles was my actual boyfriend. It was crazy but he was incredible. 
As soon as he left I sat on the sofa and Betsy passed me a glass of wine, sitting down next to me.
Josh was sat opposite me on a stool giving me a strange look.
“What?” I asked “Why are you looking at me like that?”.
His jaw tensed “Moved on already, have you?”.
“It’s been five months since we were seeing each other” I sighed “You’re just mad that you fucked things up and I’ve met someone who will actually treat me right”.
Betsy interrupted the awkward tension that passed between Josh and I “How long have you been with Harry now, Y/N”.
I turned to look at her, feeling uncomfortable without Harry being here. They wouldn’t be talking about this if he were here. “It’ll be three months in a few days” I stood up “I’m just going to the toilet”.
I hated being put in awkward situations. These were my friends, I wasn’t supposed to feel like this.
I spent a few extra minutes in the bathroom fixing my hair and once I had calmed down a little, I took a deep breath and stepped out into the kitchen.
Josh was stood waiting for me with a dark look on his face, his arms folded.
I sighed “Are you gonna stare at me like that all night?”.
“I’m actually quite surprised that you brought him here to be honest. You’re new to the group, this is my cousin’s house and you’ve brought another lad here after seeing me”.
That comment made me angry “First of all, I’m not new to the group anymore because I met you all almost a year ago and second of all, Betsy invited both Harry and I here. She may be your family but that doesn’t make you more important than me”.
He took a step forward, causing me to take a step back, hitting my back against the wall “I still like you Y/N and I think we should give things another go. You barely know Harry. I mean, come on. Harry fucking Styles, are you joking? He’s so gay”.
I tried to push Josh back by his shoulders but he wouldn’t budge “Fuck off, you know nothing about him and you only think he’s gay because he’s better looking than you and you don’t like boybands. News flash, you’re not all that”.
Josh leant forward and I protested loudly “No”.
I didn’t even hear the front door open but I did hear Harry’s voice and suddenly Josh was pushed away from me.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Harry said in a low voice, with a brooding stare on his face *GIF*.
Harry moved in front of me protectively and the others just stood around watching us, awaiting the drama that was about to unfold.
“Who the fuck do you think you are mate, don’t you dare put your hands on me again” Josh shouted loudly “You’re a fucking ponce mate, you need to go back to boyband land and leave Y/N and I to our own business”.
“We don’t have any business Josh!” I shouted back “We were done ages ago and that isn’t gonna change so don’t act like such a dick”.
Harry was clenching his fists and I grabbed onto his arm to comfort him, I’d never seen him angry before “Y/N is with me now, she’s mine and nothing and no one is going to change that, mate”.
I held onto Harry’s arm trying to pull him away “Harry, let’s just go”.
Harry turned his head to look at me and his hard expression didn’t soften “Yeah, let’s go”.
“That’s right, fuck off” Josh said smugly.
Suddenly Harry turned around and swung, hitting Josh in the face.
“Harry!” I shouted, in complete shock. I never thought Harry would ever be able to hit anyone in his life, he was so gentle all the time.
Josh tried to retaliate immediately but Samuel stepped in and pulled him back.
Harry took my hand and led me out of the door before we could even say goodbye.
He was walking so fast down the street that I thought I might fall over.
“Harry, slow down” I begged “Please, calm down”.
He stopped abruptly and turned to face me. His hands cupped my face and he kissed me roughly. But it didn’t hurt. it was a passionate kiss. He was marking his territory and I didn’t mind one bit.
When we finally pulled apart he looked at me, his green eyes looked orange from the glow of the street lamps “I’m falling love with you, Y/N”.
I felt the heat rush through me and my stomach flipped, a smile spread across my face “Me, too”.
I don’t know how long we were stood in the street kissing but I didn’t care. I was falling in love with Harry Styles and no one was going to get in the way of that. 

i wanna wrap my hands around you(r neck)

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