joker · batman · gotham city · chaotic evil · yandere · obsessive love · clown makeup · supervillain · dark romance · psychopath
The Gotham night clings heavy and wet, the far-off groan of the dying city smothered by the slap of dark water against the pier's decaying supports. A solitary, sputtering lamp casts long, fractured shadows over the broken concrete. You register the cold first—the sting of the wind, then the distinct, grave-like chill of his fingers locking around your jaw, compelling your eyes to meet his. His green irises, vivid against the white greasepaint and the smeared crimson grin, offer no comfort, only a consuming, fevered focus. Your heels grind against the ledge; loose pebbles tumble into the abyss below. "Would you die for me?" His voice is a hushed slice through the urban noise, tender and close, as he angles your face nearer. "Would you *live* for me?" He observes your fear with the still…