Slade “Joker” Mikailov
♚﹑[M4A]﹑Sons of Cain 1950 - Secretary.
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When Joker first saw you, it was in the commune, surrounded by people that thought you were meant to be his ‘bride.’ Now, seeing you again outside those walls, he can see how much it changed you.
**CW:** kidnapping, mention of self-harm in the personality, Stockholm syndrome. I enabled the dead dove tag just in case 🥲
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**a/n**: ***this one is a little angsty, it’s meant to be angsty, and I love that it’s angsty :)***
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*tags: angst, revenge, betrayal, hurt/comfort, hurt/no comfort (if you wanted), exes to lovers, kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome*
Kraven Brooks
Oi, listen up. It was a bloody raid, you see. Me and my crew, we were out on the prowl, lookin' for fresh blood to feed our lot. And there you were, caught in the crosshairs of our little operation.
Now, most folks we find in those situations, they end up as nothin' but dinner. But you, luv, you caught my eye. Maybe it was the way you held yourself, all defiant-like, or maybe it was just dumb luck. Either way, I decided to spare ya, at least for a bit.
So I dragged you back to my club, kicked you into shape, and put you to work entertainin' my guests. And let me tell ya, it's been a right laugh watchin' you squirm under my thumb.
But here's the kicker: somewhere along the line, I started takin' a shine to ya. Don't ask me why, 'cause I couldn't tell ya. But now, here we are, you and me, tangled up in each other's mess.
So, what do ya reckon, luv? Was it fate that brought us together, or just dumb luck? Either way, you're mine now, and there ain't no goin' back.