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Welcome to my masterlist! Here you can find all my written pieces. The list will only be slowly expanded as I spend the majority of my time studying for university. At the moment I'm only writing for Heath Ledger's Joker. English is not my native language, so I apologize for possible mistakes. Thank you very much for reading and I hope you enjoy! ♡
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Oneshots
A Much Needed Break - You have been through a rough couple of days. J comes home in the middle of the night to ease things up. || fluffy comfort / self-insert || wc: 1,243
Nightshift - You take over the nightshift for a colleague. But this shift is anything but ordinary. || a little darker fic / 18+ || wc: 3,394
A Lazy Morning - Much to your delight, you wake up next to J in the morning. But suddenly your insecurities about your body and appearance make you doubt. J doesn’t like that at all, so he tries to make you feel better. || fluffy comfort / self-insert || wc: 1,198
Here Without You - Your last days have been really bad and exhausting. There are always new problems you have to take care of, you feel tired and burnt out, and on top of that, J hasn't shown up for several days. That was until today. || a bit angsty / fluffy comfort / self-insert || wc: 1,344
Temptation and Desire - J has been away from you for too long and your feelings for him have built up. You're waiting for the moment to finally give in to your desire. If only he would let you. || suggestive / fluff / 18+ || wc: 1,202
Take My Hands - You are tired, stressed and exhausted. But J gives you comfort by letting you hold his hands. || fluffy comfort / self-insert || wc: 1,213
J helps you braid your hair || fluff / self-insert || wc: 1,032 -> newest fic
Drabbles
Tender Touches - Your heart is so full of love for your clown that you can't help but love on him, paying special attention to his scars. || fluff / self-insert || wc: 549
Unpredictable - You literally trip over J and end up in his arms. Can you be unpredictable too? || fluff / self-insert || wc: 843
Heat - You long to be near your clown, but it's too hot. But J finds a way to solve the problem. || fluff / self-insert || wc: 806
J helps a reader who's feeling a bit weak and sick || fluff / self-insert || wc: 574 -> newest drabble
Headcanons
Weedkiller - J decides to help you with gardening. In his own incomparable way. || wc: 923 (my very first piece)
Some small, random headcanons about nurse J || wc: 349 -> newest headcanon
Collection of random writings - J is the protagonist
On a rainy night, J finds himself in an alley to pursue his favorite activity - wreaking havoc.
J is working on his schemes and is interrupted. 18+ -> new
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sorry babe ich kann jetzt nicht reden, ich bin grad dabei mein studio zu verbrennen und die asche wie koks zu schnupfen, danach muss ich halt auch noch unbedingt meinen goldfisch erschlagen und ihn im hof vergraben. hab auch vor meine bude hochzujagen und alles loszulassen was ich habe, weil tbh, mein altes leben schmeckt wie'n labbriger toast. ich scheiss jetzt auch auf veggie und brat mir n prachtsteak, weil peter jetzt feinstes fleisch kocht. er ist das update, weißt du? peter fox 1.1. ich will so gerne abshaken und feiern, aber mein teich ist zu klein, dafür wächst mir aber ne neue reihe beißer wie bei nem weißen hai!
ich bin gewachst gedopt, poliert, mit nagelneuen zähnen, bin euphorisiert und habe teure pläne. und ich glaub als nächstes kauf ich mir baumaschinen, bagger, walzen, und kräne, und dann stürze ich mich auf berlin und drück auf die sirene. ich bau damit dann schöne boxentürme und dann massieren bässe eure seele. man könnte sagen, ich bin sowas wie die abrissbirne für die d-d-d-deutsche szene!! (sorry bin so aufgeregt da fang ich an zu stottern)
ich hab auch alle meine alten sachen satt, deshalb lass ich sie in nem sack verrotten. ich motte die klamotten ein, und dann hab ich echt bock mal nackt shoppen zu gehen. ich bin halt einfach komplett renoviert und die ganzen bräute haben was zu glotzen. man kennt's von mir gar nicht, aber ich bin kerngesund, durchtrainiert und ich hab's auch noch geschafft weltmeister im schach und boxen zu werden! besonders wichtig ist es mir, nur noch konkret zu reden, like... gib mir ein ja oder nein! schluss mit larifari!! ich lass all die alten faxen sein. und ganz wichtig, mark my words: wenn ich je wieder kiffen sollte nh, dann hau ich mir ne verfickte axt ins bein. ich will einfach nie mehr lügen, ich will jeden fucking satz auch so meinen.
mir platzt halt einfach der kopf, ich hab das gefühl, alles muss sich verändern! ich mach mich jetzt mal auf die suche nach dem knopf, und versuch die ganzen mächtigen männer zu treffen. es geht nicht mehr anders, ich muss das land zum glück zwingen, ich kaufe banken und sender wenn's sein muss! alles spielt so verrückt, sogar die schafe und lämmer zittern!!
ich seh halt auch einfach besser aus als bono, und ich bin n mann des volkes, weißt du? und ich glaub, ich bin bereit die welt zu retten. auch wenn das vielleicht zu viel gewollt ist.
und HEY!! dann glänzt alles!! so schön neu!! und wenn du's kacke findest und es dir nicht gefällt, dann mach halt neu! auch wenn die ganze welt mit staub bedeckt ist muss ich sehen wo's hingeht. also werd ich auf den berg aus dreck steigen, weil oben, auf diesem berg aus dreck, da weht frischer wind!
die luft hier ist verbraucht maus, das atmen fällt mir schwer. ich sag bye bye, ich muss hier raus, denn keine ahnung ob du's bemerkt hast, aber die wände kommen näher!
Das ist immer noch keine Garantie für ein Verbot - oder auch nur ein erneutes Verbotsverfahren - aber es ist schonmal gut, dass es offiziell bestätigt wurde.
Das Bundesamt für Verfassungsschutz hat eine Neubewertung der AfD auf Bundesebene vorgenommen. Demnach bestehen keine Zweifel mehr, dass die
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The Far Right is Rising in the Land of ‘Never Again’
Jan Böhmermann talks about the upcoming elections, the rise of the far-right Afd, and how a country can deal with our history and how we can never let it happen again.
Okay I crunched on my snack bar and pretended it was someone's bones and I do actually feel better now, the violent mental images did me wonders.🥰but as soon as I go back off from my break, I'll be pissed off again.
I think Arthur would find how I deal with anger quite funny, because I will find a crunchy food item and eat it aggressively until I feel better.😂
I miss him😭💔
Again, I know I'm kinda late answering your asks. But better late than never, right?😅
Honestly, that's such a good method of getting rid of at least some of the pent up anger and frustration. Without hurting anyone. I wish I could do something like that at work too. Instead, I have to bite everything back. The other day, I got so furious at a rude customer. I was standing right next to them and watching them throw around some stuff. But when I called them back to clean it up, they just smirked at me and pretended not to understand me. I just arghhh🤬 As if we underpaid and exploited employees didn't already have enough shit to do. It really isn't this hard to properly put away a product you don't want to buy after all, especially if the shelf is right in front of you. But yeah😒 Deep breaths, I guess. Hehe, I agree. Arthur would really find it amusing and cute🤭 I also imagine that he'd secretly slip some snacks into the pockets of your work clothes. Or if he's around you, into your hand. He knows it helps you to reduce your stress and he feels better knowing that you ate a little something. He just cares so incredibly much for you🥺❤️
As for your other message. It's okay, I know. Take all the time you need. Me and my asks aren't going anywhere soon. And my offer always stands as well in case you ever need someone to talk to. Keep your head up, Eri. There are better days ahead of you🫂💜
USA people! Buy NOTHING Feb 28 2025. Not anything. 24 hours. No spending. Buy the day before or after but nothing. NOTHING. February 28 2025. Not gas. Not milk. Not something on a gaming app. Not a penny spent. (Only option in a crisis is local small mom and pop. Nothing. Else.) Promise me. Commit. 1 day. 1 day to scare the shit out of them that they don't get to follow the bullshit executive orders. They don't get to be cowards. If they do, it costs. It costs.
Then, if you can join me for Phase 2. March 7 2025 thtough March 14 2025? No Amazon. None. 1 week. No orders. Not a single item. Not one ebook. Nothing. 1 week. Just 1.
If you live outside the USA boycott US products on February 28 2025 and stand in solidarity with us and also join us for the week of no Amazon.
'This won't work, this isn't widespread, nobody knows, we're in a bubble, blah blah blah' my mom, a 64 year old lady with no social media whose first language is spanish, told me about this before tumblr did, and said we are going to participate.
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I'm 6 weeks behind uni, the house is a MESS, I'm so overwhelmed and scared, I haven't heard back from the job interview yet, so where am I going?
To the Hotel Cortez. Liz and Tristan will sort me out.
And then I'm gonna go see my other AHS beloved, Michael Langdon😭😭😭
I'm so sorry you have to deal with all of these things, Eri🥺🫂 I feel you. I'm so stressed out and exhausted, especially mentally, and I also feel kind of lost. There's just too much going on.
But let me tell you. You're doing such an amazing job. I'm very proud of you. I know it's incredibly hard, nerve-wracking and tiring. But you never give up. You're braver and more resilient than you might think. You always try your best. That's all that matters. Because your best is always good enough. You are good enough and worthy of happiness and love. Even if sometimes your best is doing only the minimum and focusing on other things than housework. Honestly, housework can wait. Maybe you could even split the workload with your roommate. Work is not everything, there are more important things. Your well-being and health should come first. Doesn't make sense if you overexert yourself and get badly hurt in the process, right? So please, please don't be too hard on yourself. You've made it this far and I know that you'll get through the rest of it too. One step at a time. Step, step, step. Like Arthur would say❤️ And some deep breaths in between.
I agree, Liz and Tristan would be by your side the entire time. They would cheer you on, but also tell you to be gentle with yourself. With some tender but also tough love. Especially Liz. She knows how it feels to struggle. But she wouldn't want you to give up. Because you're brilliant, tough, talented, compassionate and just wonderful. Inside and out. A force to be reckoned with. So keep your head up, darling. As for Michael Langdon. I can't say this much about him because I barely know him (maybe you need to tell me more at some point👀). But I know that he'd support you too and keep you safe. Especially from yourself if you're too hard on yourself again.
Sending you the biggest, softest hug in the world. It's going to be okay. There are easier and brighter days ahead of you🫂💜🫂💜
just checking in to say that if the AFD and CDU (basically the republicans of germany) do get a majority of seats in the parliament today, dont stop protesting, continue to call people out on their bullshit, fight for peoples rights, get your studies done, eat a good snack, listen to good music, continue watching funny videos of your faves, rewatch your favourite cartoons. it is extremely hard to stay positive during these times and you dont always have to. be pissed, be livid, because you have every right to be. but the last thing we should do right now is give up. everybody who voted for those people: let's see how far this is going to get you.
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‣ Summary: When König realizes he has feelings for you.
‣ Warnings: König is an anxious boy 🥺, mention of panic attacks, degrading thoughts
‣ Word Count: 1,452
‣ A/N: König really has a heart of gold, doesn't he? (When you ignore the spine-breaking, ruthless beast he becomes on the field). Sighhh...this sweet gentle giant deserves more love...
➼ König will immediately grow 10x more anxious around you once he realizes he has feelings for you.
• While he is a little more in tune with his emotions than someone like Ghost, it will still take him way too long to realize the depth of his feelings for you.
• He'll be pretty much oblivious, thinking that what he's feeling is just a mix of his usual anxiety and the fact that this pretty person seems to enjoy talking and spending time with him. Of course that's gonna make him extra nervous!
• Only later will the realization hit him like a freight train.
• Suddenly, he's stuttering more when he speaks around you, opting to remain mostly silent so he doesn't make a total fool of himself.
• He's visibly jittery. Between his leg constantly bouncing, his increased fiddling of whatever he gets his hands on, and the fact that he can't seem to hold eye contact with you for longer than half-a second, you begin to grow concerned.
• When you ask him about it, he freaks out, as if you'd caught him red-handed or something.
• It deeply confused you, but you tried your best to soothe him, placing a gentle hand over his.
• König flinched away from you, immediately exiting the space, and leaving you behind feeling all the more hurt, worried, and confused.
• Meanwhile, König was struggling with his overwhelming feelings for you, and the added anxiety that came along with them.
• He was so scared he'd say or do the wrong thing that would make him look bad in front of you, or worse, would upset you or make you look at him differently.
• He liked the way you looked at him. Your eyes always held such sweet tenderness and care for him. He didn't want that to change.
• But now he couldn't even truly enjoy it when you looked at him that way, or your smile, or your laughter, or your voice, or anything about you, because he was so damn anxious all the time!
• It frustrated him. Why couldn't he just act normal?
• His normal self was still pretty quiet and anxious around people, but you were different.
• With you, he felt calm and grounded. He could talk to you freely and you never judged him. In fact, you often complimented him—something he was not used to whatsoever, unless it had to do with his usefulness due to his size and strength, or his other military skills.
• With you, it was never about how useful he was. It was about who he was as a person, his special talents that he rarely shared with anyone else, even his looks—with you calling him handsome, despite the fact that you'd never seen his face before.
• He adored every bit of you so much, and he was so scared of losing what he had with you, that he found himself having near-daily panic attacks over it.
• Never had he been so frightened of losing something until you came into his life.
• He began keeping himself locked away in his room, trying to avoid what his anxiety had convinced him was inevitable...losing you.
• There was no way you'd want to be with someone like him.
• He wasn't good enough for you. There were way better people out there in the world.
• You were probably mad at him anyway since he stormed out on you the last time he saw you.
• He already messed everything up.
Was für ein Blödmann!
Stupid, stupid, stupid!
*Knock, knock*
König froze, slowly peeling his hands away from his head as he glanced up at the door. He didn't say a word, hoping if he didn't, whoever it was would leave so he could go back to panicking in peace.
"K-König? Are you there?"
Your sweet voice rang through the door. König breathed it in like a breath of fresh air, his body relaxing just slightly, as if a warm blanket had been placed over his tense shoulders.
Until his rapidly beating heart decided to ruin the moment, bringing him back to reality.
He groaned, placing his hands over his face once more.
Another small knock could be heard, followed by the doorknob being jiggled.
"Oh, you are there. Sorry if you're sleeping. I'm just worried about you, and I wanted to check on you. I-I guess I'll come back later..."
König's heart clenched at the thought of you worrying about him. It saddened him, but more importantly, it filled him with a sense of hope.
Maybe he hadn't fucked everything up...yet.
He stood from the bed, just as your footsteps began to fade away.
He reached for the doorknob and swung open the door.
"Wait!"
König quickly felt like hiding once you turned to look at him, your face morphing into something almost unreadable as you blinked at him.
Why did you seem so...shocked?
Scheiße!
He immediately closed the door upon realizing he had forgotten to put his mask on before revealing himself to you. His grip on the handle tightened, his eyes squeezed shut, no air entering or exiting his lungs as he remained still as a statue behind the door, wishing he could disappear completely.
Then came your sweet voice again; closer now, as you had positioned yourself on the opposite side of the wooden wall between you.
"König? You okay?"
König's head fell forward in resignation, his forehead hitting the door with a thump.
"No," his muffled voice answered, just loud enough for you to hear.
"I'm sorry for looking! I should've looked away…" you said.
Just as he suspected. You were completely put off by his looks. Now you were simply comforting him out of pity because you were too nice to tell him he's ugly and-
"I guess I was too shocked by...how beautiful you are."
What?
He knew by the sound of your voice that you were flustered. You really meant what you said.
Of course you did. You'd never once lied to him. He loved that about you.
He loved you.
And you just called him beautiful.
He didn't know how to respond.
The door creaked open, revealing König's nervous face. You offered him a small, reassuring smile.
"Hi."
König couldn't help the smile that began to overtake his pouted lips. You were too damn cute.
"Hi."
Silence fell between the two of you once more.
He watched as your eyes scanned over his face. This time, he let you.
"Guess I really was right, calling you handsome all this time, huh?" you joked, beaming up at him.
He couldn't take it anymore. His heart felt like it was going to explode.
"Please don't leave…" he spoke in almost a whisper.
Your eyebrows furrowed. "What? 'Course, I won't leave. Not unless you want me to."
"No, I-...You might want to be far away from me when you hear what I'm about to say. But, I don't want you to. I-I don't want to lose you. But I can't keep it from you anymore. I…" he trailed off, his throat beginning to constrict as his breathing grew more heavy.
His shoulders slumped as he sighed, looking down between the two of you.
You took a step closer, forcing him to step back enough for you to enter the room and shut the door behind you. Once inside, you took another step towards him, grabbing his hand before he could back away, keeping him tethered in place as you looked up at him.
"I won't leave," you repeated, your voice firm, but gentle.
Your thumb traced over the back of his hand, and this time, it soothed him.
You waited patiently, your eyes filled with the sweet tenderness and care he grew to cherish so much. This time, he allowed himself to get lost in it.
This time, he allowed the words to slip freely from his lips.
"I love you."
His words caused your breath to hitch, your eyes scanning over his as you processed his confession.
The silence wasn't long, but every second felt like years to König; each one making him want to curl into himself more.
He closed his eyes and awaited your rejection.
As the seconds dragged on, no words were spoken, yet a thousand were said in your following actions.
A small squeeze of his hand.
A gentle pull.
Soft lips against his scarred knuckles.
König couldn't breathe; and this time, it was in a good way.
Only when he opened his eyes again did you finally say the words aloud.
"I love you too."
• From that moment on, König was finally set at ease. Your love was the remedy to his bleeding heart; the calm to the raging storm in his mind.
• König decided then, that this time, and every time after, he'd love you fearlessly.
➼ And never would he cease in his mission to be the remedy you need.
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Wahhhhhh🥺🥺 This was so freaking soft and sweet. I enjoyed every second of it. I was rooting for König the entire time. Just tell them how you feel, they won't reject you!! But I totally feel him. The anxiety, self-consciousness, shyness and awkwardness😖 It's so easy to think badly of yourself, especially when it comes to things like that. I think you described his inner conflict and feelings perfectly. You get bonus points for using German, but you already know that hehe. You should've seen my face when I saw the word "Scheiße". I'm silly🤣 Also, I loved both parts of your writing. The headcanon part and the longer paragraph. It works very well. Just the fluffiest fluff ever. He's such a softie with a big heart and he deserves all the love and tender care🥺 I love it.
