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lauriemorganthal · 8 months

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[billy crudup - 52 - he/him] Introducing LAURIE MORGANTHAL. Word on the street is they are an EDITOR & PUBLISHER & CEO, having been around for THIRTY-FOUR YEARS. Despite an otherwise clear record, sometimes they are known to engage with THE BROTHERHOOD's affairs. Though they are A WORKAHOLIC and RESERVED, they can also be CHARMING and ECCENTRIC. In the chaos of New York City, they're sure to fit right in.

[ sky - 23 - she/her - gmt - no triggers ]

tw: abuse, alcoholism ↴

✧･ﾟ— B A S I C S

— NAME: Florian Henry Morganthal

— NICKNAME/S: Laurie (preferred name)

— D.O.B.: 24th August 1971 (age 52)

— GENDER, PRONOUNS, SEXUALITY: Cis male, he/him, bicurious

— HOMETOWN: Daytona Beach, Florida, USA

— AFFILIATION: Gang - The Brotherhood

— JOB POSITION: Editor & Publisher ; CEO of Empire State Books

— EDUCATION: Bachelors and Masters in English Literature from NYU

✧･ﾟ— P E R S O N A L I T Y

— MBTI: INTP – the logician

— POSITIVE TRAITS: Eccentric, charming, creative, patient, observant

— NEGATIVE TRAITS: Meticulous, reserved, calculated, ambitious, a workaholic

✧･ﾟ— F A M I L Y

— MOTHER: Nancy Alexandra Morganthal (née Harrison)

— FATHER: Mitchell Robert Morganthal

— EX-WIFE: Emily ‘Emmy’ Isabelle McGregor (formerly Morganthal)

✧･ﾟ— A P P E A R A N C E

— FACECLAIM: Billy Crudup

— EYE COLOUR: Brown

— HAIR COLOUR: Black with flecks of grey at the temples

— BUILD: Average

— HEIGHT: 5’ 10”

— SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: A 7cm vertical scar on his left forearm from a tree climbing accident he had as a child

— BODY MODIFICATIONS: N/A

— CLOTHING:

✧･ﾟ— F A V O U R I T E S

— FOOD: Apples (and apple related desserts)

— DRINK: Scotch whisky

— BOOK: The Hound of the Baskervilles by Arthur Conan Doyle

— FILM: Schindler’s List (1993)

— TV SHOW: Justified (2010-2015)

— SEASON: Autumn

— COLOUR: Blue

✧･ﾟ— B I O G R A P H Y

— Laurie was born at 5:55pm on 24th August 1971 in Daytona Beach, FL, to Mitchell and Nancy Morganthal. He is their only child.

— As a young boy, Laurie spent many a day at the beach. He mainly went with his friends under the supervision of their parents and spent hours digging trenches in the sand and snorkelling in the sea. He always finds the beach relaxing and, as an adult, wishes he would go more often.

— Laurie grew up wanting to be a pilot like this father. For Halloween he would dress up as a captain and would get his father’s name tag to pin to the jacket. Despite idolising his father, Mitch was away for work for a lot of the time and Laurie’s mother grew paranoid. She began to think he was purposely staying away and having affairs. He always seemed to be making excuses and disappointed both Nancy and Laurie. He missed birthdays and anniversaries and didn’t seem to care very much. Laurie always felt conflicted: Mitch was his father but he was an absent father and figuring out how to feel about the situation was more confusing than anything else.

— Nancy would take out her anger and frustration about Mitch on Laurie. He endured shouting, screaming, and sobbing, and very rarely suffered physical abuse, but when he did he would hide under his bed sheets or in his wardrobe. He would often sneak around the house just so his mother didn’t see him and accidentally trigger a response in her. He never had any lasting physical scars, but the emotional ones were there for life.

— It was during this period of turmoil when Laurie found an escape in books. Thanks to his teacher at school, he was encouraged to read more and instead of spending time with other children he was tucked away in a corner somewhere with a book. He quickly went from falling behind in class to being the student with the highest grades in reading and writing.

— He was bullied for being a ‘nerd’ amongst other things and, against his nature, Laurie punched an older boy in the nose when he stole Laurie’s favourite book from him. Nobody physically messed with him again, but he was still called names and teased until he was 12.

— As he got older, Laurie’s relationship with his mother began to fail. She was drinking a lot, lost her job at a law firm, and was between shifts at local beachside restaurants and bars. At night, Laurie had to put himself to bed when his mother went out to work and had to cook his own meals (eventually being helped by a neighbour who took pity on both him and Nancy and volunteered to assist them).

— Nancy had every right to be paranoid, however, because Mitch was having affairs. She threw his stuff out for him to collect and changed the locks on the doors. He tried to apologise and make up for his so-called mistakes, but Nancy put her foot down. She stopped Mitch from seeing Laurie and kicked him out of their lives for good.

— When he was 9, Laurie’s parents divorced. Despite what she had said about Mitch in anger and hatred and in gratitude for getting rid of him, Nancy was always an emotional wreck. She often cried when she thought Laurie was asleep and would stay in bed most days. Laurie himself, when he wasn’t at school, took care of his mother in the best way he could as neither of them had any other family.

— Laurie didn’t see his father again until his 16th birthday. Mitch showed up to the house uninvited, but because Laurie wanted him there Nancy couldn’t object. Mitch’s gift to his son was the promise of a college education; he had set aside money to be used in another two years for Laurie to go to whatever university he wanted. They both knew by then that Laurie was no longer pursuing his childhood dream of being a pilot and Laurie told his father about his passion for literature. Mitch was supportive and was thrilled that Laurie wanted to go to NYU. Their relationship never fully healed from the strain it took when Laurie was a child, but the two were civil and Mitch never saw Nancy unless absolutely necessary.

— Laurie found popularity at NYU when he started his English Literature degree. He lived in halls of residence and gained many friends from across all different courses, but mainly in English courses. After promising himself not to drink after what happened with his mother, he was peer pressured into partying and consuming alcohol. He never became a heavy drinker, but sometimes found it difficult to stop drinking once he started, but this was usually only the case when he was particularly stressed or angry. He also went out with his first girlfriend during his first year.

— Following his graduation and after struggling to find a job for months (after taking shifts at a diner to earn money) Laurie landed an opportunity at a small publishing house in the city. He started from the bottom, essentially doing the mundane tasks before being being given a chance to do ‘real’ work. The senior members at this company trained him and taught him all the tricks of the trade and set him up for life. Today, that particular company no longer exists as it went bankrupt, but Laurie himself employs several of his old colleagues in his own successful company out of gratitude.

— Laurie lived with an old roommate at the time, which made it slightly easier to pay rent, and through that friend at a Christmas party he met his eventual wife, Emmy, who was starting out in her career as a cardiologist. They were mad for each other; they dated for two years and were engaged for a little over a year before getting married and taking their honeymoon in Italy.

— Emmy wanted a children and also to move closer to her parents in Austin, TX, but Laurie’s mind was fixated on his work. He was rarely out of the office and even when he was he was cooped up in his study at home. Their relationship broke quickly; Laurie and Emmy were always bickering and began to resent each other. Not two years into their marriage, they were divorced and Emmy returned to Texas. It wasn’t until months later that Laurie felt regret for what happened: he had a beautiful, talented, wonderful wife and he let that go without even realising how much of a mistake he made. But in true Laurie fashion, he distracted himself through his work and having flings with other women.

— Between the ages of 27 and 43, Laurie worked at several different publishers in the city and worked with many prestigious clients. He even did some work for a publishing company in London very briefly. He’d been considering setting up his own company for several years and now that he had made a name for himself he felt capable and confident enough to do. Thus began Empire State Publications: named after Laurie’s self-proclaimed home and set up in a Manhattan office building. It specialises in novels, but also publishes comics, magazines, and online works.

— He is the editor and publisher of Val Dupont’s @yarn-spinning hit books from the ‘Margot Sees Magic’ series. Laurie is trusted by Val to ensure their creative vision gets across in their books and that all mistakes made during the drafting process using Val’s speech-to-text technology are corrected. The two formed both a professional and personal relationship.

— Through Val, Laurie was roped into the dealings of the Brotherhood. He believed that his skills and personality would fit in and could be put to further use and found himself in communications, using his connections in various social circles and industries to pass along messages and intelligence.

— Laurie also never sees either of his parents anymore. He cut himself off from his mother after his divorce because of her continued toxicity and doesn’t know where his dad is. He’s glad that neither of them are around and that he can focus on his own life without having to worry about anyone else. It might seem selfish, but after years of putting up with pain and putting his mother first he can finally be free.

✧･ﾟ— W A N T E D C O N N E C T I O N S

— EDITORIAL ASSISTANT: This muse would work closely with Laurie, organising his meetings and doing other admin jobs as well as supporting other editors. The two of them would more than likely end up as friends outside of the office too, but that can be UTP!

— AUTHORS & EDITORS: If your muse is a new author or a bestselling author, then they might have their book published and edited by Empire State Publications, or maybe by Laurie himself! Or perhaps they’re an editor who has been around since the company’s founding or are just starting their new job at ESP. Either way your muse would know Laurie in a professional setting.

— FLINGS: Laurie likes to frequent bars, usually higher-end ones, on his quieter evenings and will flirt if he’s in the mood. He’s incredibly charming and skilful in the art of persuasion, which can lead to sharing drinks and perhaps even an invitation back to his apartment. If your muse chooses to stay, then they can expect an interesting night ahead.

— AN OLD FLAME: if you, like me, would like explore Laurie’s softer side and explore his younger years, then your muse could be his very first girlfriend! They met at NYU and were mad for each other and fate had a cruel hand in splitting them up- the rest is up to you!

#wb.intro #laurie ✧･ﾟ— bio

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imasimpforstevengrant · 4 years

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Friendly reminder that...

Jared Leto's Joker: *exists, designed specifically to turn you on*

People:

Joaquin Phoenix's Joker: *also exists, precisely designed to disgust and scare the fuck out of you*

People:

Sorry I had to lololol

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whiskehorange · 3 years

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Arthur Fleck NSFW Alphabet

This is going to be more Arthur centered, of course, but if you'd like for me to do one more Joker based then let me know when requests are open!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Aftercare is an absolute must from Arthur. It's one of his favorite part of sex, really. He's extremely soft and gentle with your body, kissing and caressing any mark he may have caused in the process. It's a reward for him as well to see you wrapped around his finger and to be able to lie next to you stress free.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He doesn't give too much thought into his own appearance, but your softness is his favorite. Smooth and soft to the touch and so comforting to him. He also just refuses to pick a one certain body part because he loves all of you equally.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Inside 100%, although he'll never admit it to you. It's something that has a lot of meaning to him and he really just wants to be a part of you in a different way.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

I'm sure he'd keep pictures of you, lewd or not, with him at all times for him to peak at from time to time. Especially on days where the two of you are busy and he doesn't get to spend much time with you. Do what you will with this fact. He keeps them well hidden as well, he'd hate for someone else to see them.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Not a lot, at all. It's going to be a learning experience for him and he's more than happy to either learn with you or have you take the ropes. There's a lot he doesn't know about, but he knows he's missing out on something good.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

I'm fairly certain it's a close tie between a very close missionary or cowgirl. It's about being able to see your face and have the way to touch/kiss your face.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

During sex, Arthur does like to mellow himself out and take a much more serious and sentimental approach. Of course this goes without having a few giggles here and there but he wants to take this seriously to show you how much he'd do for you.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

It's not something he keeps up with at all really, so it's curly and dark brown like the rest of his hair.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

It's very quiet and sensual. He wants to make sure that you're as comfortable as possible and in the mood as well (perhaps some candles and rose petals in the bedroom)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Of course he's embarrassed to admit that he does it, but he see's it as more of a stress reliever than from sexual tension or need. You're in his mind when he does it, now that doesn't change, but he doesn't too it very frequently.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Pet names, body worship, praise, eye contact, slight edging, overstimulation, etc.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Home, and just about in any room for that matter. As long as you're there with him then he couldn't care.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Overly-nice tasks or favors for each other, sensual eye contact, physical touch, pampering, and seeing you genuinely having a good time with him (extra bonus points if you laugh, he loves your laugh)

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Degradation isn't something he'd be into right away, but give it some time and he could slowly slide into it. He still isn't a fan though,

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Giving, giving, and more giving! It comes with the whole praise and body worshipping and he's more than happy to do it for you. Not only is it a confidence boost for him, but he loves the way you taste. He'd never pass up an offer to receive because that does drive him absolutely wild.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It stays around the more slow/moderate pace up until the very end with quick, harder thrusts until he's finished. Arthur is more concerned with your wellbeing and feelings than his own, so if you want it a certain way he's bound to deliver it for you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

They aren't really his thing, he wants something more meaningful and lasting, he feels as though quickies don't properly show his love for you. He enjoys them while doing them, yes, but it's not something that he himself would ask for.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

It's scary, real scary. Not only does he really want to keep you all to himself but he wants to have no repercussions. It will take him some getting used to and some serious coaxing, but it'll be worth it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Depending on the speed, he can finish quite a bit early, but he's also able to pump out a few rounds a night solely driven off of his love for you and nicotine. Max of about...3 rounds.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

You'll definitely have to be the one to introduce him to the idea, but he's not against it. He likes to watch you use them and is a bit curious to see how they might work on himself.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

His teasing is very verbal and he does it quite often. Especially when it comes to telling each other what you want to do to the other. It normally doesn't last very long, but it happens frequently.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Arthur is a bit more on the quiet side up until the very end. He also whimpers and whines a lot which he normally doesn't realize he's doing. He lives to hear your moans and cries and strives to hear you begging.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

His favorite time of the day is when he wakes up before you, seeing your sleeping body lie beside him to peacefully. It makes him not want to get out of bed but, he's positive you'd like to be woken up with some breakfast made by yours truly.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Long and skinny/medium width.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Overall, it can be pretty high, but he knows how to control himself amazingly. You genuinely call of the shots when it comes to sex and if he's in the mood but you're not then he's perfectly okay with waiting.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

You definitely fall asleep before him, but this gives him time to give you gentle aftercare until you fall asleep and hold you in his arms. He'd rather think of the two of you for the time being until he himself drifts off.

#arthur fleck #arthur fleck x reader #joker x reader #joker film

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harleenfleck · 4 years

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“Don’t forget me” (Part. 1)

Arthur Fleck/Joker x Reader fic

Summary: you’re one of the few female clowns who working in Ha-ha’s, over time, you made a nice friendship with Arthur, and at the same time, you began to be very attracted to him, but you never had the valor and courage to confess your feelings. The things get complicated when he gets fired of the job and you knew nothing about him until the death of his mother. Being convinced by Randall and Gary, you three plan going to visit Arthur.

Warnings: No one in this one, maybe sexist language from one of the characters, hurt/comfort, fluff.

Words: 4.6k

A/N: Well, lasts days I watched “Joker” for the nth time and this idea was like a seed flowering in my head when I see the Randall’s Death Scene. I change some details of the movie, but I really had too much creativity in this story that I had to get carried away with. The lyrics to the song "Night Mime" by Melanie Martinez inspired me very much, actually, the name "Night Mime" appears in the story ✨🌌

In fact, the story was going to be a One-Shot, but Tumblr said no 🙄 because it was on the limit of words, so I decided to do it in 2 parts, even though my heart is asking me to do a third part.

I’m sorry if I make some grammatical, spelling or writing mistakes, English is not my native language.

I hope you like it!

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Running, you’re late, and you don’t want be late in the work. You ran upstairs and take a big breath when you punch in the time clock.

You came to your job at Ha-ha's, a clown agency in Gotham, you really loved your job, you loved dressing up, putting on wigs, put exaggerate and shining makeup in your face and making people laugh, especially kids, made some balloons for them, dances and giving littles jokes with your magic wand.

“I can’t feel my legs” You whispered to yourself, and coughing too. You really got tired.

“What did a lady like you last night who can’t feel her legs?”

You heard a masculine laugh, you frowned.

That motherfucker, Randall, he was one of the horrible things in that beloved place. Randall was a man who disgust you. Repulsive, misogynistic and unfriendly. It seemed that everything inside him was on his outside too.

You almost returned the insult but someone interrupted you.

“What is wrong with you Randall?! She’s a lady! Leave her alone!”

Oh, one of your friends in Ha-has, Gary, that great guy, he’s was so nice with everyone here, especially with the few women who working in Chuckle Town, that’s how Randall referred to work sometimes.

“Thank you, Gary, you’re really a real man in this place, so respectful, a real gentleman. Others should learn from you”

Randall breathed a heavy sigh and rolled his eyes.

“It’s just a joke Y/N! Tiffany, the redhead clown, you know her? Well, she laughs a lot with my jokes, why you don’t-”

“Because I’m not Tiffany! And I don’t like your fucking jokes! You always-”

“Hey, hey, calm down!” Oh no, Hoyt, your boss, appeared “Can you two please leave this stupid conversation? Always you two fight for bullshit”

“Boss, I’m sorry, it was Randall’s fault, he always says disgusting things to me and the others women!”

“Please Y/N! Why you don’t go to prepare for the show of today? I remember you Night Mime will go a Birthday Party Today”

Night Mime was your clown name in the job, Night Mine is the clown you played in every show you gave.

“Yeah, sorry, I forget that. I’m so sorry” Don’t want to disturbed the place, you decide to shut up your own mouth. Maybe Randall won this battle, but definitely not the war.

You go to your locker, looking for your make up and your wig, when Hoyt called you again. “Oh, by the way Y/N, Carnival will accompany Night Mime today”

You stayed mute to that words.

“Carnival will accompany Night Mime today?” You asked again, but more timidly.

“Yeah, when he comes, I’ll tell him”.

“O-Okay…”

Everyone (Except Gary) mocked about that. You turned around quickly, because you blushed instantly.

Carnival will accompany Night Mime, which meant Arthur Fleck would be with you. Your heart beat so quickly. And you don’t feel your legs again.

When Hoyt leaves, some began to mock the situation.

“You heard that shit? Arthur surely will think he'll have a date with Y/N” a laugh you can heard. You get so annoyed and you wanted to punch their faces of that idiots who made fun with him.

What’s the fucking problem with Arthur? He's not like one of the other idiots here, he's different, so different from everyone

You thought, cause that’s the true. You don’t understand why everyone were so mean with Arthur. He was just a man who have a strange condition, but that it’s not his fault. Maybe him don’t have a lot of money, but nobody in Ha-Ha’s were rich. He was just a boy with bad luck.

When you choosing what wig wanted to use for the show, you heard the time clock. Turned your head, you looked at him.

Arthur was there, with his bag, his dark yellow jacket and his green eyes. His beautiful eyes.

Blushed again, you moved your head again to the wigs. When you started to work in Ha-ha’s, you met every clown, one by one. When was the turn of present you to Arthur, you were so fascinated with him, you don’t meet nobody like him before. And you wanted to start a friendship with him.

But it was harder than you expected.

Arthur was so shy, reserved, barely talking to his male coworkers, especially Gary and Randall, never with women, maybe a "Good morning" or "Hello," but only that. You saw how he related to others, but from your position, you noticed that Arthur's friendship with Randall was unwholesome. He always made fun of him, so was the joke, you noticed that something inside Arthur it became uncomfortable.

You came to him slowly, sometimes you would come and say "Good morning, Arthur", which sometimes left him amazed, he didn't expect anyone else to remember his name. You remembered his name, why would you remember him? Arthur wanted to get excited, but he knew you weren't interested in him.

Or that’s what he thought.

One day, you said something nice to him about his hair, but that make he exploded in laughs. You thought he was mocked of you, but when he passed you a little card and you read that little card, your heart broke.

“I’m so sorry Arthur, I don’t want to be rude with-“

“It’s- It’s… O… Oka…”

He still laughs, and you, without experience in that cases, you hugged him and massaging his back. That was the first and last hug you shared. Arthur for a moment he felted safe, he felted confidence, and he return the hug. This could have made you two closers, made a pretty friendship.

If Randall hadn't opened his mouth:

“Hey Artie, Is she your new girlfriend? The lady Y/N have an expensive taste, I don’t think you can give her what she wants”

That was the first time Randall disrespected you. You were speechless because you didn’t expect it from him. And Arthur felt so insecure back, he doesn’t laugh again, but he apart to you, ashamed. He didn't want them to think you were his girlfriend, because he didn't want them to mess with you like they did with him.

And now, he tried to avoid you. That sometimes hurt your feelings. And felted some stupid, you started to feel attracted to him. You don’t want a friendship anymore; you want to be the girlfriend of Arthur Fleck.

But now, that’s was impossible.

Thank you, Randall, thank you for ruining everything".

“Hey Arthur” The voice of Gary sends you to the present again “Hoyt wants to see you in his office, he has a job for you today”

“Uh?” you heard a deep breath of Arthur and his steps to the office. You looked everyone, and they started try to mocked in silence.

You can’t hold it more.

“What’s so fucking funny?” You talked, almost screamed to them. They thought you were angry for share with Arthur your afternoon and job. You were really angry at them for making fun of him.

When Arthur backs, you were so nervous, you wanted to see him, but you were very shy for do it.

“H-Hello Y/N”

His voice, he called you.

Your heart beat like it had a life of it's own. “Hi Arthur! How are you today?”

“Eh… Fine, I think I’m fine, thank you…A-and you?”

You could notice he was very nervous. You didn't know if he still wanted to avoid you or he was just more shy than usual. Maybe he was ashamed to have to interact with you after he took you away from him himself.

It didn't matter, you'd forgive him. It didn't matter what he did.

“Fine too, thank you Arthur. So, Hoyt tell you about the job of today?”

“Y-yeah, a birthday party”

“C’mon Arthur, sit with me, don’t be shy” Arthur was discussed with himself whether he should do it or not. Then he scolded himself, you were being kind to him, he should reciprocate you. He sat with you, shyly. “So, Arthur, you worked with a partner before?”

“N-no…”

“Oh… Well, there’s always a first time, I’m so glad to work with you today, we gonna be a great team you and me”

The enthusiasm you radiated left Arthur delighted, why did he try to avoid you all this time? You were very kind to him, he had to be thankful.

“I hope so… I-I have a pair of ideas f-for the show”

“Really? Tell me Arthur”

You and him spent at least two hours preparing the show, perfecting it. The others at Ha-ha's, who waited a moment to mock him, just got tired of waiting. Even one who else realized you two made a good duo.

After prepared the show, it was the time to convert you in Carnival and Night Mime. You put on a purple jumper with a yellow blouse, big black and golden clown shoes and white gloves. You decide to use a two colors wig, turquoise and black, with a purple beret. Arthur get prepared for convert in Carnival too. He put his clown make up and his very cute clown suit.

You don’t have idea how to use your makeup today. Arthur noticed that, and he confused it a little.

“You don’t have one only make-up?”

You refused, making noises with your throat “I always change my makeup, but I don’t have inspiration today…”

“C-can I help you with y-your makeup?”

He really does it for you? You felted you going to melt for his tenderness.

“…That’s sounds great Arthur! Please, just don’t make me ugly”

“That’s impossible…” He whispered, but you heard him anyway. Blushed again.

Arthur started to makeup your face, something like the Carnival’s makeup but in pastel colors, more feminine and putting a heart in your nose instead a circle.

“That’s so beautiful Arthur!” You said very happy as you looked at yourself with your little mirror.

“Do you like it?”

“I love it!”

“Thank you, Y/N ...”

“No, thank you Arthur… Well, let’s go, it’s show time!”

You two advised Hoyt of your parting and went to the birthday party. It was the party of a little boy who would be 8 years old. The party wouldn't have been the same without the clowns. They cheered the place, told jokes that made even the adults laugh, played with the kids, Night Mime gave to the children a mime show, Carnival inflated balloons and made animals of those balloons, and finally Night Mime danced a song from Carnival's Ukulele.

When the party was over and they got their paycheck, you thought you'd invite Arthur to dinner at a coffee shop.

“I told you Arthur! That was amazing!” You almost cried to Arthur; he only could smile. You thought how unique two clowns should look in a coffee shop eating desserts and drinking sodas.

“Yeah, you’re right Y/N… I, I really like to work with you”

“Me too! Carnival and Night Mime really like each other, I hope they work together again”

“I hope it too…” Arthur drink to his soda. You looked him again. How you thanked to Hoyt for giving you the "penalty" to work with Arthur, you enjoyed every second.

“Arthur”

“Yes, Y/N?”

“You think we just… Mmhh…”

“Huh?”

“You don’t want to go to eat again with me?”

Arthur blinked to make sure it wasn't a joke you were telling him. Were you asking him to both come out again? Arthur could only feel that the butterflies in his stomach fluttered uncontrolled.

“Oh… Y/N, I, I love it, I love spend the time with you”

Arthur realized that maybe the following words he said would be misunderstood. Maybe you'd misunderstand him and get mad with him, maybe you'd be so angry that you'd leave him alone there.

But instead, you smiled at him.

“Arthur. Yeah, we must to go out again. Maybe the cinema next time?”

“Sure, I love movies”

Arthur smiled, were you asking him out on a date? Wait, you two were dating as a couple or friends? He chases the second option; it was the most probability.

And so, that’s was your plan, but at first only. You wanted things to be slowly given. You wanted him to succumb too to the same feelings you were trapped in.

But he was already trapped in those feelings too, but he was less brave.

…

The days went too fast, maybe it was already weeks, or months, but you and Arthur were best friends. Gradually you knew better that man in a yellow jacket who had the noblest soul in the world, knew his flaws, his qualities, every little detail of him in his life. And you also let him into your life, he would soon know what your favorite perfume was and that one of your favorite flowers was lilies.

Your feelings also increased too much; you felt your heart inflated as much as a balloon when you saw him, that one of those day you would fly out the window.

Arthur felt the same way about you. He loved the scent of your hair, the color of your eyes, your joy, your spontaneity. Even inside his mind he played that Carnival was in love with Night Mime too.

But again, his insecurities assured him that all those games were absurd, that you were his friend. You only saw him that way. He was said to himself you would find someone special soon, and that he should let you be happy with that someone.

But soon, things were going to change, and very badly.

One day, an animated Arthur told you he was going to a job at a music store, you wished him luck and enjoyed the show. When you were in your apartment, eating a couple of cookies, the phone was ringing. You ran to it and responded, it was Arthur, crying.

“Honey! What happened?! Are you okay?!”

“I-I got jumped Y/N, I got jumped for a bunch of kids…” His broken voice make you cry too. But you did it in silence, just for not worry him “It’s so stupid…”

“No Artie, that’s not stupid. Are you in home? You don’t wanna I go to your apartment?”

“No Y/N, it’s late, I don’t want you get assault too. W-we can talk about it tomorrow in the work”

“Okay darling… Are you okay, Artie? They didn’t hurt you?”

“…No, don’t worry for me, I’m fine…”

“Artie, I’m so sorry to hear this… Don’t worry, you can tell me everything tomorrow, right?”

“Right… Hey Y/N… Thank you, thank you so much for be my friend…”

You wiped your tear from your cheek. You talked a little more on the phone until he said the dream was beating him. You knew how bad Arthur was financially, you counted your bucks, and fortunately you had extra money. You could help Arthur with that.

…

“Randall… I’m not supposed to have a gun”

Randall had given Arthur a gun, under the pretext that he could defend himself a little.

“Don’t sweat it, Art. No one has to know, and you can pay me back some other time. You know you’re my boy”

Arthur saw the gun inside the paper bag again. He started laughing nervously. Maybe Randall was right, maybe he needed something like that to defend himself against those who wanted to hurt him.

“Hey Arthur, another thing. Don’t tell about this to your friend, Y/N”

Arthur, who was smiling, stopped doing it when Randall asked him that. “Why not?”

“…Because she is a woman, women don’t understand about guns and these things, that’s secret was between you and me, right?”

“Okay..." Arthur kept the gun in his locker, just then, you showed up. And you looked at his back. And the contusion in his scapula.

“Arthur”

Arthur was shocked with your voice. He feared you'd find him with the gun in his hands, but unfortunately, you couldn't see the paper bag. You could only see that purple stain on his back.

Randall left there, he knew very well when you were present, he wasn't welcome. But you didn't even care about Randall's presence. You come up to Arthur and made him sit on the seat, you sat down too.

You couldn't find the words to express yourself.

“Arthur, why you lied to me?” You asked him in a brittle voice, you didn't cry just because you were at Ha-ha's.

“What? I don’t lie to you”

“You did it! You said you hadn't been hurt when you were assaulted, and the first thing I see is that huge blow on your back, Arthur."

Arthur was embarrassed. What you were saying was true. He had lied to you, that wasn't something you could easily forgive.

“I-I don’t want to worried you, Y/N, I-”

“Well, now I’m double worry for you, because you’re hurt Arthur, they hurt you…”

Arthur looked at the ground, ashamed so many things, was ashamed that you saw him shirtless, that you saw the blows to his body, he was ashamed to have lied to you, he was ashamed to had worried you.

“I-I’m so sorry Y/N, I really don’t want to worried you. I’m sorry to lied you Y/N, I’m sorry” He hugged you, hiding his face on your shoulder, hoping that his condition would not betray him at that moment. You hugged him, you honestly were a little disappointed with him because he hid the truth from you, but Arthur did it so you wouldn't worry. He wouldn't do it with other intentions.

Randall only watched you from afar, disliked the scene, how come someone was able to hug Arthur?

“Arthur” Gary appears again “Hoyt wants to see you in his office”

You stopped hugging him so he could go with Hoyt, Arthur put on his white shirt and went to the office.

“Hey Gary” Randall opened his mouth “Do you people call it miniature golf or is just golf to you?”

Some clowns started to laugh; Gary feel embarrassed again.

You get mad, really mad, why the people love to mess with those who were not to blame for their circumstances?

“So fucking funny Randall, did you tell to your wife that joke?” You looked at him “Oh yeah, you don’t have nobody to love, and nobody loves you”

"Hey Y/N, when will you and Arthur's wedding be? Because I can’t wait, I must to rent a suit for that event"

They made fun of you again, but not Randall, you weren't going to win this time.

"Soon Randall, very soon, but don't worry, you're not going to be invited, and I don't think any suit of all Gotham fits on you"

The laughter was heard all over the room, even Gary tried not to laugh, but was impossible. Randall was clearly angry, you smiled maliciously.

But all the fun for you ended when you see Arthur leaving the office, and leaving the building. Something bad happened. In the middle of the laughs, you got up and went after him. You came down the stairs.

You left the building and got to see Arthur walk into an alley. You ran after him. And you saw the image of Arthur kicking a few garbage bags. You've never seen him like this before, so angry, mad and furious.

Arthur falls to grown, feeling some stupid, but he really felted so frustrated.

“A-Arthur?”

He gets dumbfounded and turned surprised at you when he was crying and hugging his legs on the floor.

“Y/N? What you’re doing here?”

“I see you leave the job, what happened?” Despite the bad smell, you sat next to him. And then, you heard him, you never heard his voice full of angry and sadness at the same time.

"Hoyt said he was going to take it from my check the sign that those who assaulted me destroyed, he thinks I kept it, why would I keep his sign, Y/N? He said he didn't think I was assaulted for the sign, and I need the money, I need the money for my mother… He also said that... That many at work are not comfortable with me, they think I’m a freak, a weird. Y/N, is that true? I’m a freak? You feel uncomfortable with me?"

Arthur's voice nearly broke when he asked you that.

And now, it’s was your turn to get mad too.

“Arthur, what the fuck? Why Hoyt say that bullshit?”

“M-maybe it’s true”

How they dare to hurt Arthur?

“Well he’s is fucking wrong! I don’t think you’re a freak, I think you’re just a human” You took a pair of tufts of his hair “You don’t make me uncomfortable, you’re my best friend darling, please Arthur, believe in that, right?”

“R-right…” You surrounded him with your arms one more time. But that injustice to him wasn't going to look like that.

A little while later, you went to Hoyt’s office

“Can I help you, Y/N?” He said without looking you.

A loud noise made he stops to read some letters. It was your hand with a bunch of dollars.

“For your fucking sign. By the way, he’s not a freak”

He looked at you, and he didn't know if it was the way you spoke him or he'd never seen anyone defend Arthur the way you did.

He only took the bunch and counts the money.

“It’s okay…You can go”

And you leave the place.

…

That morning you woke up, you felt something bad was going to happen. Your instinct was telling you.

In Ha-ha’s, Arthur mentioned to you he was going to a children's hospital.

"Night Mime could come with you" You suggested, you could make back that fantastic duo, in fact, when you both worked together, they even tipped them for yourselves, you kept a little and with the rest you were going to eat at some small restaurant.

"That's a great idea, let me ask to Hoyt" Arthur went to Hoyt's office excitedly. That day, you felt the need to stand by him, to protect him.

Arthur backs with a disappointed face.

“And? What Hoyt says?”

“He said no”

“Oh…”

You also got disappointed, you really wanted to be with him that day.

“It’s okay, I’ll be alright”

“Yeah, you’re going into a hospital, a children’s hospital, nothing bad gonna happen”

He smiled at you. He prepares himself to convert in Carnival Clown. Before he let the place, you wish him good luck. And you don’t know this was the last time you’ll see Arthur in a lot of time.

The next day, you went to Ha-ha's in the afternoon as you had a little event at a school. You didn't know everything that was going on in the city until you got here. Hoyt said the school had canceled the clown show.

“Why? Why they cancelled the show?”

“You didn’t know Y/N? for the fucking killer clown”

The words "Killer Clown" took you by surprise.

“KILLER CLOWN?! What the…? What happened?”

“Y/N! Right here!” One of the clowns pass you a newspaper, you read the notice. A killer clown kills three rich guys in the subway.

“Oh my… What horrible” You said with total honestly. And you notice to Randall was so very nervous. You slowly went to where Gary was sitting.

“Gary” You whispered to him “What happened to Randall? I very enjoy the show, but I want to know why he’s like this?

In that moment, Gary saw you with some concern and preoccupation.

“Oh Y/N, a lot of things happened in the morning”

“What?”

“This… Well, it’s about Arthur”

You worried instantly, because Gary's face said a lot of things and at the same time nothing.

“Arthur? Arthur It’s okay?”

“Y/N… Arthur bring a gun to the children’s hospital; they warned to Hoyt about it and he fired Arthur”

Your mind clouded at that instant, your eyes became small, trying to understand all the information exposed to you in that little sentence your co-worker told you.

Arthur with a gun? Take it to a children's hospital? Arthur getting fired from Ha-ha's?

“…And today, he said the gun was Randall’s in front everything, and Arthur owed money to Randall from that gun”

As if it wasn't too much information to process the one you received first.

“What… What the fucking hell?”

Your mind processed everything, absolutely everything. Why would Arthur carry a gun? He himself had told you before that he could not take one, would Randall have forced or insisted until he had accepted? That’s probability, and now again thank to Randall, Arthur was out of job.

Randall deserved the little hell in he was in that moment.

…

You waited to the night, use you telephone and called to Arthur. You hoping he response the call.

You called him for three times, in the third time, he answered.

“Who is this?”

“Art… It’s me, Y/N, are you okay Artie?”

“Hey Y/N, I’m fine, I’m really fine, thank you, and you?”

You noticed that voice wasn't Arthur's. You knew it was him, but not at the same time. He sounded so different, like he was someone else, a stranger, not the Artie you knew, the Arthur who was your best friend.

“…Worry Artie… Gary told me everything about the morning in the job, it’s true about the gun, Arthur? it’s true Randall gave it to you?"

He didn't answer for a few seconds. You even though the phone was failing.

“Why you want to know that?”

You got frozen when you heard that, why Arthur was talking to you like that?

"Because I care about you, why you didn't tell me Randall gave you a gun? You know Randall is an asshole. I can, I can tell Hoyt you explained to me that the gun was a toy, I can get one just like it, and we could get rid of the real gun, we can…"

You were looking for a plan A, a plan B, a plan C, possibly a plan for every letter of the alphabet, something you could help Arthur with it, because he didn't deserve to be fired, you could help him, you wanted to help him. Your love for him was so big that maybe you could let forgive him that he's hidden things from you, he should keep his own secrets, right? But you really wanted to help him.

“It’s okay Y/N, I don’t need that job anymore, everyone there was awful with me, don’t need to support they shit. Don’t fix my mistakes, please”

Frozen, again.

And what did he mean by that they were all awful to him? He was forgetting you and Gary?

“Arthur… A-Are you really okay?”

“You don’t listen me? I told you, I’m fine, really fine, thank you, I guess”

But what the fuck was going on with Arthur? Maybe he was irritated and upset about Ha-ha's and the incident, but it was no reason to treat you so indifferent. It was much worse than when he was trying to avoid you at Ha-ha's for the first time, only that time it was for shyness. Now it looked like you really bothered him.

“I’m sorry Arthur, I just… Can I see you soon Artie? In your apartment? I can bring some candies and chips, what you think?”

Maybe you could make better his days, maybe it was time to tell the truth, to tell how you really felt about him.

But what you never expected of him was a rejection. Or at least something like that.

“I'll call you. Bye"

He hung up the phone, you said his name twice to make sure it wasn't. But yes, he hung up on you, ending the call.

You tried to understand him for the first few seconds, but soon your blouse and hands would start to soak in your tears.

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ajokeformur-ray · 4 years

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I was wondering if you could write some headcanons with Arthur with an s/o who's got same condition as he? Your work is wonderful!

Thank you, that means so much to me

Look at this sweet pouty baby skskksk xo

Word count: 1, 126.

Oh, no. No, no, not now, please not now…

You feel laughter crawling up your throat, its prickly fingers ensuring that there’s nothing you can do to stop it.

You cough to ease the tickle but it only worsens and you preemptively clamp a hand over your mouth as dread overcomes you.

Where can I go? Shit, shit, shit.

Your third thought is where’s Arthur? I need - Arthur.

A hand clasps the crook of your elbow and dark curls come into your vision.

You’re safe. You’re safe.

Arthur hadn’t gone far - just a few paces behind so that he could tie his shoelaces, but his temporary absence from your side had made you panic, for so violent and unforgiving was Gotham, and it had triggered an attack.

“Ar - Art - “

A pained, weary smile keeps you focused, grounded in the moment even with the laughter ripping its way out of your throat, a metallic taste on your tongue.

Arthur had never had anyone to help him through his attacks before he had met you, and he’d be damned if he allowed you to be alone, too.

“I know, Y/N. Come on.”

You’re both in a public place and there’s very little that Arthur can do to help you, but even so does he steer you away from curious eyes.

He leads you into an alleyway just off the path; central Gotham has many back alleys and in moments like this is Arthur most grateful for the way he can think quickly on his feet.

The thought that people other than Arthur are around you only makes it worse and laughter rips from your throat, making your eyes widen in surprise.

Arthur doesn’t shush you. He knows, he knows not to.

The only thing he can say is -

“Don’t fight it, Y/N. Hurts more. Just breathe.”

Arthur rubs your back in solid, fluid motions, the warmth from his hand seeping through the multiple layers of clothing which you are wearing as you try desperately to get yourself back under control.

All you can do, really, is just to ride it out, to wait for the laughter to stop.

Sometimes it wasn’t laughter which burst forth unwanted, but crying; it depended largely on the trigger in the moment.

Crying in public was easier to deal with; for some reason did apathetic citizens ignore that, as against raucous laughter which earned you harsh glares and unwanted attention.

As laughter rips from your throat at such a force that you are bent over double, Arthur’s hand still on your back as he comforts you as best as he can; there is little that he c sanay or do, knowing as he does just what these attacks will do to you.

“Just breathe, Y/N. It’ll be over soon.”

Arthur kneels on the cold, unforgiving ground, leaning in so that he can press soft kisses to your cheeks, his thin lips delicate as they purse against your skin.

“I’m so, so proud of you.” His lips brush against your cheek with every word and you begin to feel your laughter dying down.

You take deep breaths as best as you can, your lungs burning and your jaw aching, but still Arthur doesn’t let you go.

Only when, at last does your breathing slow and the laughter fades away, only at last when you’re finally able to get your body back under control, only when, at last, can you stand to your full height, exhausted, does Arthur take you in his arms.

His arms are firm, sturdy as almost does he hold you up, knowing well what a PBA attack does to one’s physical and mental energy levels.

Lips purse at your temple, feathering kisses to your face as he calms you, comforts you, and accepts comfort from the same act.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N.”

“No, honey, i-it’s - it’s fine. I’m okay now.”

“Come on, sweetheart,” Arthur cups your face in his hands and presses kisses all over your face, his lips not leaving your skin for even a second, “Let’s get you home.”

Arthur knows what it’s like, he knows, so he learns all of your triggers and all of the ways to help you, and as soon as you’re suffering from an attack, he’s right there taking care of you as best as he can.

He apologises a thousand times if you have an attack when he’s not there.

You tell him it’s okay but Arthur, frustrated as he is, tells you that it’s not okay and he apologises every single time.

“You’re there for all of mine, Y/N. It’s the least I can do.”

No matter what you say, though, Arthur says the same thing every time. You’d never get him to change his mind on this, and after a while do you give up trying.

He worries about leaving you, sometimes, because what if you have an attack and he’s not there? What if it’s a really bad one, or people laugh at you and it’s worse and you pass out because you can’t breathe? Or what if - thought cycles like this, vicious as they are, often trigger an attack of his own.

You’re brought closer together by the fact that you share this condition; you make each other feel seen, heard, understood and accepted and that means more to the both of you than anything else.

The two of you are more prone to having attacks when you’re out in public, so you tend to go out together just so that if one of you has an attack, the other’s right there for you.

You have a system for comforting the other person; you’re both learned experts in each other’s attacks, and only rarely do you both have an attack at the same time.

In cases like these, both of you are aware of places you can go to get through it together, clutching the other’s hands like lifelines.

It’s only very rare, and in very dire situations, though, so it always catches you both off guard.

Even so, you’re as brave as you can be for the other, and even though he’s fighting off his own laughter, Arthur is very protective of you. You’re his number one priority, no matter what he’s going through, and it’s much the same for you.

In being protective of and taking care of the other are you able to pull through each moment as it comes.

Arthur likes to make jokes about how much the two of you share; PBA, love, Penny’s apartment....

Love is the core of your lives together. It brings you together, always. And no matter what, come rain or shine, hell or high water, you’ve always got each other’s backs.

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ahsxual · 4 years

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Beach Dream

Pairing: Arthur Fleck x Reader

Summary: Arthur always dreamed about going to the beach. And now that he is with you, you decided to realize his dream the best way you could.

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,6k

A/N: Today I went to the beach and, as always, I thought about Arthur and how it would be perfect to go with him 🥰 (I don't own this gif!!)

Your relationship was based on true love, affection, care, comprehension and mostly important, trust on each other. Both of you shared all your fears, secrets and dreams, one of them being going to the beach. So, since today was saturday and neither of you had to work, you took this opportunity to surprise him in the best way.

When you told him where you were going that day, Arthur was speechless. Not because he didn't want to go, but because his dream was about to finally happen. With you. His toothy grin told you everything you needed to know: that this day was going to be wonderful. You had a car of your own, so you decided to take him with you, since using public transportation would take to much time (without forgetting that besides that, he was always very scared and anxious whenever he used public transports).

Most of the way to the beach, you noticed that your boyfriend was very unquiet, balancing his knees at an immense speed with his hands tangled on one another between those.

"Hey, baby, it's going to be ok, don't worry." you said encouraging and smiling at him.

"Y-yes, I know. I uh... guess that I'm a little nervous. I never... I mean, no one ever taught me how to swim... What if I drown??" he was already overthinking too much, which wasn't a good sign.

"Honey, don't worry about it, ok? First things first, you don't need to swim in the deep sea. Second of all, I will be there. We're going to relax, to get tanned a little bit and I will teach you how to swim!" he looked more relaxed now, or at least his knees stopped beating too fast.

"You... you would to that for me??" surprised, he looked at you.

"Of course, sweetheart! It will be my pleasure." you put your hand on his left knee, caressing it with your delicate thumb to try to reassure him, which seemed to work. Like it always does.

When you arrived at the closest beach from Gotham, Arthur seemed to paralyze.

"Come on baby, we are finally here!" you said while walking out of the car to grab your things. Arthur followed after, yet very slowly, like he was still processing if this was really happening. You grabbed his hand firmly with your available hand to guide him to the place you were planning to stay. The beach wasn't full of people like you thought, which was great for both of you.

"Right here looks nice, doesn't it?"

"Yes, love. It's perfect here." he gently agreed.

The sun was burning into your pale skins, telling you that both of you needed sunscreen urgently.

"Honey, come here please. We need to be careful to not get burned. Specially you, love. You're very pale." you sound like his mother, but you didn't care. You would always watch out for him and take care of him the way he deserves.

While taking turns, both of you put sunscreen on each other, massaging meanwhile: Arthur’s hands were so smooth with the sunscreen and every gesture of his were so gentle, you could feel yourself in heaven and ready to sleep right away where you were.

"Don't sleep on me, sweetheart. Keep that tiredness for later on our cuddle session." you laughed at his cute statement, already missing one of your most intimate moments.

"Don't worry, Arthur. I know I can't sleep here and miss this special day." you approached him, putting your arms around his thin, yet muscular neck, and kissed him lovingly right after. He gladly returned the kiss, enjoying the feeling of your wet tender lips against his, under the shinning sun.

The sky was deeply cleared, unlike the grey days that both of you were used to see in Gotham; the sand was almost white, and it was way smother than you ever imagined. Today was a lucky day to bring him here, you happily thought. You knew this wasn't exactly like his dream, because this beach wasn't the California beach. However, you knew that he didn't mind at all: as long as he was with you and you with him, you were both safe and loved.

After you both made sure that everything was in place, you invited him to go to the water with you.

"Do you want to experience the feeling of touching the sea for the first time, sweetie?"

"Yes, but... please take it easy on me, Y/n."

"I'm not doing anything you don't want to, darling. I just want to see you relaxed and having fun."

"Ok, ok. Can... C-can I grab your hand? Please?" he pleaded with the most cute puppy eyes.

"You don't even need to ask me two times." you gladly grabbed his freckled hand with your own, leading him carefully to the water.

"Ohh, it's cold!!" he shivered after giving a little backwards jump from the sudden contact.

"I know, honey, I know. It's perfectly normal at the beginning, you just need to get used to it and then it will be the most liberal and fantastic experience ever!"

"O-ok, I'll try to advance a little bit." he deeply sighed.

"Take your time, Arthur. I'm right here, you're safe with me." after that, he got more confident and entered the water gradually, step by step, until he took his first dive into the comforting and now warm water.

"Y/n!! I did it!" he was so happy and proud for overcoming his fears and realizing one of his longest dreams.

"Good job, honey! I'm so proud of you!!" after that, he clumsily approached you, wanting to hug and kiss you immensily.

Moments after, you returned from your fun time, because he wanted to rest a little... but you wanted to return for other reasons: you were going to surprise him one more time, since you wanted to make this day similar to the one he had always dreamed of, and that's why you brought a spacious beach bag: and inside of it was a small ukulele! In the past days, because of your different work schedules, you applied yourself to learning how to play and sing some romantic and "beach vibed" songs to show him later.

"I have one more thing to finalize this day in a perfect way... just for you, my love." you widly smiled at the love of your life, excitement already building inside of you. "But you have to close your eyes first, ok??"

"Oki doki, ma'am!" he answered childishly, putting his hands in front of his outstanding big ocean eyes. You carefully took the ukulele out of your bag and sit on your towel in a comfortable position, so this moment could be unforgettable and perfect for both of you, within the possible.

"Ok, here we go. You can open your eyes now, angel." when he removed his hands from his face and his eyes landed on the ukelele that you were holding, he paralyzed once again.

"Is... I-is that a..."

"Yes, my love. This is a ukulele and I'm going to sing a song to you. If you don't mind, of course."

"Please!! Play it to me, I can't wait to hear my angel's voice singing!" he really looked like a happy child: where he would rescue all that energy, you didn't know.

"Ok, uh... I hope you like it!" you nervously said. The songs you have been training and that eventually sang to Arthur, were firstly "Over the Rainbow" by Louis Armstrong, and the next one, having a more meaningful lyrics, "What a Wonderful World", also composed by the very talented African-American Jazz player.

While you were singing and playing the ukulele, Arthur stared at you and listened so mindfully the entire time, his eyes becoming wetter and wetter after each word that you sang, and his smile grew bigger and bigger for each note you played. Despite your fear of playing some note incorrectly (even when you perfectly knew that Arthur wouldn't judge you and would still find you the perfection in person), your show actually went quite well, so you felt deservedly proud of yourself. Arthur then started to cry non-stop, which made you feel deadly worried. You immediately released the ukelele into your towel carelessly.

"Baby?? What happened?? Didn't you like it??" instantly your proud and happiness vanished.

"N-no! It's... it's not that, darling. The problem is that I can't... I can't even describe how this moment was exactly how I ever dreamed and so much more... S-so I couldn't help myself from letting my emotions out... Don't even dare to get me wrong, dear!! These are pure happy tears, nothing more. And this... this was perfection, my love. Thank you so so much for caring and loving me. I-I can't even imagine my life without you by my side... Believe me, this is way better than going to California: wherever you are, you turn that place into pure heaven." this time, it were your eyes that became full of happy tears. Arthur knows exactly what you need and want to hear, while being truly genuine with every word.

This day was memorable, one that none of you would ever forget... and one that you two would definitely repeat very very soon.

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misfitgirlwrites · 4 years

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NSFW Alphabet (Arthur Fleck)

Have some baby boy

Warnings: NSFW (18+), smut headcanons

A= Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Arthur is VERY big on aftercare. He wants to make sure you're absolutely okay and that he didn't do anything to hurt you. He loves to hold you close to him.

B= Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I don't think Arthur would really have a favorite body part on himself, but for you, I think it would be your mouth. He thinks you have the most beautiful smile and your mouth is good for...something else too

C= Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Boy, this is probably just me but I think Arthur loves to cum inside you. There's just the sense of you being his every time he does. He needs that.

D= Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He most definitely wants to try bondage with you but is too nervous to ask

E= Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Not very experienced but I think he's a quick learner

F= Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

I can't post a visual here, but missionary definitely. He likes soaking in all the facial expressions you make.

G= Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Arthur is a goofball so I see sex as half-serious half humorous. It depends.

H= Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

I think he is pretty well groomed down there and the carpet does, in fact, match the drapes

I= Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Arthur takes this time to be as romantic as possible. He wants you to know and understand how much he really loves you and how happy he is to have you in his life. J= Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Waiting for him to have you is more appealing than masturbating to him. It makes the moment much more exciting and intimate.

K= Kink (One or more of their kinks)

A praise kink most definitely Bondage

L= Location (Favourite places to do the do)

The bedroom. He likes taking his time with you

M= Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Most of the time, Arthur is very content with holding you close to him but there are times when his mind wanders

I don't see Arthur needing much motivation, you're motivation in itself.

N= NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Arthur would never want to hurt you badly or scare you

O= Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

It's a hard choice for him. He enjoys giving because he likes to give you pleasure, though I don't think he'd be super skilled, he would catch on quickly

But he also likes receiving just as much. I don't think he has a preference

P= Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and sensual for the most part But it can also depend on his mood, there are times where his pace can be fast and rough

Q= Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Arthur isn't against quickies but he prefers proper sex over them He likes to make time to have proper sex but if there isn't a lot of time then he'll definitely be down for a quickie

R= Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

It depends on what exactly the experiment is If it will make you happy I think he is willing and I also think there are things he wants to do that he is too nervous to address as well so he may take some convincing to come out of his shell a bit

S= Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

In the beginning, I don't think he'd last more than one round but as time goes on he would definitely be able to go for two and maybe more depending on the mood

T= Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He doesn't have any toys It would be a fun experiment though~

U= Unfair (how much they like to tease)

One of his most favorite sights is a pout on your face. He doesn't tease often but he does enjoy himself when he does

V= Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Not very loud but he's definitely in your ear grunting and groaning

W= Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

For Arthur, I don't think sex is that important to him He'd be perfectly content holding you close to him and never letting you go

X= X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Long and a bit thick~

Y= Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive is about average Not super high

Z= ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

He loves to fall asleep with you but most of the time he waits for you to fall asleep first

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joaquinfeed · 4 years

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ABC’s of Arthur Fleck (fem!reader)

A/N: I’m not sure if this has been done before many times, so sorry if it’s repetitive. I saw this prompt list online and thought ‘why not?’ ALSO. I don’t know who to credit for the list. So, if you know…tell me and I’ll give credit where it’s due! :)

A = affection (how affectionate are they in day to day life? Do they show affection publicly or keep that more in private?)

It’s no secret that Arthur is touch starved. He is always finding some way to show you his deep and meaningful affection for you. He’s not used to public display’s, and he likes to keep you all to himself, so he’ll typically opt for private moments over public ones. He absolutely adores playing with your fingers, placing soft kisses on your neck, or drawing patterns across your skin. He has to feel you to know that you’re really there.

B = best memory (what is the best memory they have with you)

Arthur finds something new every day that he swears will be his favorite memory. He cherishes every single moment with you, even the little arguments, because it all reminds him how much you love him. If he was forced to choose, he would say that his favorite memory is the first time he opened up about his mental illnesses to you. You, of course, were incredibly supportive and patient. He had never felt so loved before in his life.

C = cat or dog person (this is pretty obvious)

Arthur loves all animals, but he has always wanted a little kitten. They are playful, but not too hyper. They also don’t require as much care, and Arthur already has a lot on his plate. Although you’ve never talked about it, he secretly hopes you both will get a pet one day.

D = dreams (what do they want to do in life?)

Besides spreading joy and laughter, his biggest dream has already come true. If Arthur could, he’d spend the rest of his life making sure that you’re happy. He wasn’t sure if he’d be a good father or not, but if a baby was something you wanted or desired, he would put every last inch of effort into making that a reality when the time is right. He barely believes that you love him unconditionally, let alone another little human. He would be grateful either way.

E = evenings (how do they spend their evening? Do they go out? Do they read?)

Arthur’s perfect evening would go like this: cuddle with you, cook you some dinner, practice his standup routine to see your pretty little smile, cuddle with you, watch the Murray Franklin show, and then cuddle with you. He couldn’t get enough of your arms around him, and if he had to save up a little extra money to buy a few more soft sweaters (just so you would lay your head on his chest), so be it. Let it be known that he’s also not opposed to spending the evening in the bedroom. He can always watch Murray another time.

F = first date (what was it like?)

It was a little awkward for the both of you. Arthur was still so new to dating, and he didn’t want to do anything wrong. Plus, neither of you are rolling in money, and so you just stayed in at Arthur’s apartment. He cooked a nice meal for the both of you, put on a Charlie Chaplin film, and introduced you to his mother, Penny. It was unconventional, all over the place, and different from what you were expecting. However, you wouldn’t trade it for the world. The night was very Arthur, and it only made you fall harder.

G = giggle (what is their laugh like? What makes them laugh?)

He has different types of laughs. Some fill you with absolute adoration and joy. Others fill you with sadness and pain. His attacks come when he’s feeling anxious, dissociative, or under-appreciated. His beautiful, real laugh comes out while watching Murray, joking around with one another, and when he plays practical jokes on you. You taught him a few pranks because you knew they would make him happy, and boy did they. Switching sugar for salt is funny, but only the first time.

H = hugs (do they like hugs?)

He LOVES hugs. He likes ‘goodbye, I’ll see you after work’ hugs. He adores ‘we just had a fight, and I’m really sorry’ hugs. He fonds over ‘I missed you so much’ hugs. He feels lucky to get ‘it’s okay, I’m here for you’ hugs. But his favorite hugs are ‘there’s no reason, I just wanted to be near you’ hugs. Yeah. He loves hugs.

I = instrument (do they play an instrument?) Arthur doesn’t play an instrument. When he was a child, he never had the time or money to learn. As an adult, he thinks it’s too late to try and get into the hobby. He figures he probably wouldn’t be very good at it. You assure him though, if he wants to try, you’ll find a way to make it happen. He feels music deep within him, and you know he’d be a wonderful musician.

J = joy (what brings them joy in life?)

You do. Nothing brings more happiness to Arthur’s life than you. Your smile, your laugh, the way you look at him. It’s all so overwhelming sometimes. Not many other things bring him to pure joy; Gotham hasn’t been kind to him. However, the city almost seems like Heaven when you’re around.

K = kisses (what kind of kisser are they? Shy? Passionate?)

It depends. When Arthur is feeling confident, he can take charge and definitely get caught up in the moment. His first priority is pleasing you. Early on in the relationship, he was incredibly shy. He felt like he would break you, or scare you away if he touched you too much. He’s come a long way, but he still has days where all he can give are small, timid kisses. Either way, you love them.

L = love (how do they act when they have a crush)

Arthur doesn’t mean to, but he’s pretty obsessive. As soon as he set his sights on you, he knew he had to be near you. It took him awhile to get the courage to actually talk to you, but he admired you from afar quite a bit.

M = memory (what’s their favourite memory?)

Again, Arthur loves every memory with you in it. His childhood memories weren’t exactly pleasant, and life before you was…difficult. He can’t wait to spend the rest of his life creating new memories with you.

N = no (what is their pet peeve?)

His biggest pet peeve is unkind behavior. Sure, he hates when people are so mean to him. Especially when he’s only been kind to the people of Gotham. But no. Unkind behavior to himself was one thing, but unkind behavior to you? It made him livid. If someone was rude, said a snarky comment, or harassed you in any way, he would furiously write his feelings down in his journal. So much so that his therapist asked when his joke diary turned into a Y/N diary. He just blushed at that.

O = occupation (what’s their dream job?)

It’s always been Arthur’s dream to be a comedian. Well, except for that one brief moment when he was a child when he wanted to be a pirate. But he doesn’t talk about that. He knows just how cruel this world can be, and he wants to spread love and joy as much as he can. What better way than making people laugh?

P = parent (what kind of parent would they be?)

Arthur would be a…nervous parent. During the pregnancy, he would be constantly afraid that you or the baby would get hurt. Not to mention, he’s read stories about women dying during labor.

It terrifies him to think of that.

After you and the baby were safely home, he would always make sure you both were happy and healthy. He often wrote his worries down about parenting in his notebook. A few of them being: “What if my kid thinks im as weerd as other people do?” “My baby mite have some of the same mental illnesses as me. Maybe insomneea.” Arthur also knows how bad he is at spelling. What if his child needed help with their homework? Would he be smart enough to do so? Would his kid be embarrassed by him? These thoughts often plagued Arthur’s mind. He kept it to himself for now though; he didn’t want to worry you.

Q = questions (do they believe in the super natural? Aliens? Anything along those lines)

Arthur doesn’t even know what’s real in the natural world around him. Or at the very least, he questions it quite a bit. He spends too much of his time trying to convince himself that you’re real; he hasn’t had time to think much about ghost or aliens.

R = romantic (are they romantic during the relationship?)

Of course he is romantic. He gets discouraged by his gestures, and he wishes he could do more for you. He hopes every day that you’re not disappointed in him (you aren’t). He loves cooking you good meals, buying you flowers when he can, or taking an extra shift at HaHa’s in order to buy you a gift. He’s seriously considered selling his Charlie Chaplin movie collection to take you out to a fancy dinner. The only reason he hasn’t is because he knows you’d be upset if he did.

S = smile (what makes them smile without fail)

Is this even a question? YOU! When you’re smiling, Arthur’s smiling. The Murray show often makes him smile too, but he still loves you more. (You hope!)

T = together (how clingy are they? How long do you two spend together per day on average)

He’s pretty clingy. Being apart from you for too long makes him anxious. You’re the one who grounds him and makes him think positively. Without you, all he’s got is himself and his thoughts. Both of which, can lead him down a spiraling path. He prefers to be with you at any hour he can; if he could spend all 24 hours with you, he would.

U = unbearable (what habit do they have that’s unbearable? What habit do you have that they find unbearable?)

You love Arthur, but you hate how insecure he is. You’re patient because it makes sense, and you understand him. However, you wish more than anything that Arthur could see just how beautiful and amazing he is. You hate when he talks down about himself; after all, that’s the man you’re in love with. As for you, he likes everything about you. The only thing that irritates worry’s him at times is your need to make sure he’s okay. You’ve nearly fought people who are blatantly rude to him, and it upsets him to know that you could be hurt in the process.

“I’m not worth it,” he’ll tell you.

There’s that self-doubt again.

V = videos (do they take lots of videos or photos during your relationship?)

You don’t really take any videos; neither of you have the money to spend on a video camera. You do have a polaroid camera that you’ve kept with you, and you love taking pictures of Arthur. Pictures of his face are scattered around your apartment. Sometimes you’ll take pictures of yourself too and tape them where he can find them. It helps remind him that you’re real, and you love him.

W = wedding (what will the wedding be like?)

The wedding is small. Neither of you even expected to get married when you did. Arthur decided it was time to marry you, and so he asked. He saved up money for months to buy you a ring. The ring still wasn’t all that big, but you didn’t care one bit. It was beautiful to you. His speech was short and sweet, complete with nervous stutters and blushes.

“I-I’m sorry I couldn’t buy you something better,” Arthur blushed, looking a little ashamed at the small ring he held in his hand. “But-but I wanted to marry you now. Or, I wanted to ask you. Shit! I didn’t- I didn’t ask you. Do- do you want to marry me?”

It was perfect. You both were so excited to marry one another that you couldn’t care less about the actual wedding process. That night, and way into the morning, you both surely had fun celebrating your love.

X = eXtra (what’s an interesting fact about them that they don’t tell anyone about?)

The 1920′s silent film Treasure Island made him want to be a pirate when he was younger. He thought he would go on adventures, find treasure, and sail the open seas. As a kid, that looked like ultimate freedom.

Y = yuck (what do they hate? Could be a food, scent, word, anything)

Arthur hates bully’s. He also hates when you shrug after he asks you something important about yourself. For example, all the times he asks what’s wrong, or why you feel insecure, or if you think you’re beautiful, and you shrug? Yeah, he hates that. He knows you might just need some time, but he doesn’t like to see you upset.

Z = zzzz (how heavy of a sleeper are they? How do they sleep? What mood do they wake up in? Really any sleeping headcanons)

Arthur is a heavy sleeper when he can actually fall asleep. Because of his insomnia, he has a hard time getting to sleep and staying asleep. You often find yourself awake with him, keeping him company or stroking his hair until he’s tired again. When he does get a few hours in, you try to be as quiet as humanly possible so you don’t wake him up. Arthur loves falling asleep with you tucked into his side, or he into yours. He has to admit, he’s never slept more peacefully than with you by his side.

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katelinartjoker · 4 years

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I have a C•O•N•D•I•T•I•O•N (pt 2)

Arthur Fleck x Reader smut NSFW

He could have kissed her for hours like that, and he would have been satisfied. But she apparently had much more planned for them as she suddenly climbed on top of him and straddled him as she deepened their kiss, this time with much more passion and urgency.

“Mmm~~!” She moaned as she grabbed the sides of his face and pulled him closer to her. It was all happening so fast that he could feel another one of his laughing fits coming on and he worried it would get in the way and cause her to give up on her advances. He took a deep breath and tried to relax, resting his hands on her shoulders as he did his best to focus on staying calm. She must have noticed because she pulled away, just slightly and looked at him with concern in her eyes.

“We don’t have to keep going at this pace if you need to slow down, Arthur. I can wait for you,” she said in a loving tone.

‘My god, when did I ever get lucky enough to find someone like you?!’ He thought to himself.

“I just... need a moment, that’s all,” he struggled to say, and to his surprise, she just sat there, running her one of her hands through his hair while she tried to comfort him.

“Just tell me what you need, okay? I’m doing this as much for you as I am for me, you know,” she said with a naughty smile. And with that, for some reason, he felt himself calming down as his nerves practically disappeared. Now all he could think about was experiencing more of her, as much as he could take of what she was willing to give.

“Okay, I think I’m good now,” he said with a reassuring smile. She returned his smile with a seductive one of her own.

“I’m glad, Arthur. Now, where were we?” She said, leaning in close to him again. Slowly this time, as to not overwhelm him. But he just stared at her with a hungry urge in his eyes, as he softly bit his lower lip. He wanted so desperately to taste her again, among other things he was sure would come. She kissed his lips softly before increasing her urgency as the two of them moaned and played with each other’s messy hair. God, her taste was intoxicating. Everything about her was. He could feel the weight of her body on his as she sat in his lap, could feel her soft breasts under her shirt as she leaned up against him. He was doing everything he could not to grab her and completely ravage her right then and there, but he also wanted to take his time. He was still having a hard time believing this was all really happening, or that she was even actually real, and not just a figment of his imagination, like he’s done before.

However, those had never felt as real as this before...

He moved his arms down from her hair to her shoulders, but then hesitated to go further. She must have sensed his nerves because she pulled away from the kiss and took his wrists and lowered his hands down to her chest.

“You don’t have to be so nervous around me Arthur, okay? I hereby give you permission to touch any part of my body. And I mean ANYWHERE.” She said with a seductive tone. He smiled at her as he squeezed her breasts. Well, these most certainly felt real to him.

“Why are you doing this for me?” He asked her. “I mean, why me?”

“Oh Arthur, haven’t you figured it out by now?” She said, before suddenly removing her top and bra at the same time, revealing the most gorgeous breasts he’d ever seen, even compared to the ones in magazines.

“I like you, Arthur,” she said, leaning in to kiss him again. “I have ever since I met you, silly.”

Hearing that made Arthur smile, and gave him a boost of confidence, because he leaned in and began to suck at her perky breasts as he played with them. He groaned as he tasted her smooth skin, unable to get enough of her.

“My god...” he moaned as he kissed her and sucked mouthfuls of her perfect breasts, wrapping his arms around her back and burying his face in her chest. This seemed to excite her even more as she whimpered and cried out his name several times before reaching down and wrapping he fingers around the growing bulge in his pants, causing him to flinch. They both laughed as he did so, and returned to kissing before she removed his shirt, so that their bare skin was touching as they swapped more saliva and explored each others mouths with their tongues.

He still couldn’t believe he had gotten so lucky to be with a woman as beautiful and exciting as her. He also found it hard to believe that he had yet to scare or bore her away. Just where had she been all of his life?!

“Where have you been all my life, Arthur?” She said, as if she’d just read his mind. He smiled and pulled her in close to him.

“I could ask you the same thing, you know!” He said, before reaching out to pull her back in for another kiss. As he did so, he accidentally lost his balance, and they both tumbled to the floor.

As they were laughing, she suddenly climbed on top of him and began to pull his jeans off, which made him breath in sharply.

“I hope this is okay?” She asked him, hesitating for a moment as she looked at him and waited for his permission.

“Of.. course! I just... I’ve never really done this before... I don’t know if I already told you, but... I’m kind of a virgin,” he said, expecting her to laugh, and give up on him. But to his luck, she didn’t. She only nodded.

“That’s okay. I haven’t done it in a long time, so I guess it will be good for both of us.” She said as she continued to pull his pants and underwear down, revealing his thick, bulging cock. Her eyes grew wide and she looked up at him with excitement.

“I don’t see why you’ve never done this before, Arthur. You’re HUGE!” She said. “Well then, that’s good news for me!”

He stared down at her and watched as she took his fully erect member in her hand and began to stroke it, causing his entire body to tense up with pleasure. He groaned quietly and tried not to close his eyes so that he wouldn’t miss any of the fun. To his delight, she lowered her mouth and slowly began to lick the tip of his cock as she stared up at him with her big, bright, seductive eyes, making him choke and moan out in pleasure as he bucked his hips in the hair. She giggled and began sucking him, slowly but sensually as she watched his reactions, which increased in intensity the more of him she swallowed.

“Oh my god...” he moaned as he stared at her and placed his hand on her head, closing his eyes only when the pleasure became over whelming, or when she increased the pace and bobbed her head up and down even faster, using her tongue to massage the lower section of his shaft. He cried out her name and bucked his hips several more times as he felt himself reaching climax, though he tried to hold back for as long as he could. She pumped his cock a few more times before pulling her mouth away from him, which created a popping sound as she sat up and began to remove the remainder of her clothes as well.

“Now, I think we should take it to the next level, don’t you, Arthur?” She said as she positioned herself on top of him and leaned down to kiss him as she slowly worked his cock into her soaked pussy.

“Nnngh!” He groaned, his head falling back to the floor as he felt her warm, velvet walls wrap around his hardened cock before squeezing it tightly. “Holy shit!” He cursed as he placed his hands on her back and closed his eyes as he tried not to cum immediately from the sudden overwhelming pleasure. He heard her giggle, and she began to rock her hips up and down slowly, as to make sure she didn’t overdo it right in the beginning.

“Don’t worry. I’ll take my time with you, Arthur,” she said with another laugh. A sound that had become music to his ears. “We don’t want this to end too soon, now, do we?”

“No... we don’t,” he struggled to say as he took deep breaths while she bounced on top of him. He finally opened his eyes again and watched her body move on top of his. It was the most incredible and amazing thing he had ever seen - and felt before in his entire life. He never wanted this to end. He reached up to grab her hips and held onto them as she slowly increased her pace, moaning each time she sat down on his cock and it filled her up completely.

“Oh my god, Arthur! You’re so big!” She screamed. “You feel so good inside me!”

He didn’t know what to say, he just held onto her hips and moved one hand to stimulate her clit, a move he’d seen in some of the porn he’d watched before. She apparently enjoyed this and threw her head back, whimpering as she rode him even faster.

“You... you like that?” He said, trying to come up with something to say so that he wasn’t just mute the entire time.

“Yes! I fucking love it!” She screamed and leaned down to kiss him passionately again. “I love you, Arthur!”

“I love you, too, (Y/N)!” He said before kissing her back, suddenly feeling a rush of pleasure and lust as he rolled her off of him and climbed on top of her. He leaned down and smiled as he put his arms under her legs and lifted her hips up, inserting his cock deep inside her again with ease and held onto her as she gasped before she screamed out in pleasure.

“Now,” he said, gasping for air. “It’s my turn to fuck you senseless!” He said, feeling a sense of bravery come over himself. He hoped she wouldn’t mind it and as he looked into her eyes - which were staring back at him filled with lust - he knew she didn’t.

“Good,” he laughed as he thrusted into her - hard. Relentlessly, and passionately. He made the two of them scream out in unison as he drilled deeper into her pussy. Soon he was reaching her very core and she was whimpering as her legs began to tremble. It wasn’t long before he felt her entire body shaking under his and he felt her inner walls clench down on him as she reached her climax, leading to his orgasm not too long after. It was the greatest feeling he’d ever experienced in his entire life, putting all the times he’d climaxed alone to shame as he shared such a beautiful moment with someone as gorgeous and passionate as her. He hoped it wouldn’t be their last as he laid down next to her to catch his breath.

“That... was incredible!” She said, as she rested her head on his chest and looked up at him, a curious expression in her eyes. “You sure you weren’t a virgin before that?”

“I’m sure,” he said as he laughed, and closed his eyes. Hopefully this would be the first of many times they would make love in their new found friendship.

THE END

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justafleck · 1 year

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Alrighty clownies, lets have a discussion! We are going to talk about my blog a little bit just in case there is any confusion in terms of interactions with my portrayal. Please take a moment to read.

First and foremost, I do have a carrd that’s got my rules, about and a link to my arcs are located at the bottom of his about page. I also have the links to my arcs on my pinned post on my profile for your convenience. To be blunt, I can tell if you haven’t read my rules, arcs and my about pages. Although I am very tied to a canon portrayal, I do have important information noted in all three places that explain to you how my Arthur functions whether it’s during the Joker 2019 timeline or after.

I have also just linked them on this post right here on the first paragraph and I highly suggest you go give them a read if you haven’t already as I will not hesitate to drop threads the second I’m made aware you have not acknowledged any key points to my portrayal. It’s rude and disrespectful: I take the time to read yours, the least you can do is read mine. After the movies timeline is currently and will remain entirely headcanon based. I am aware that they are making a second ( what i dare call ) movie ( musical...wtf ) : though there is not a single thing I like about the sounds of the future production thus for my blog will have absolutely nothing to do with it. That’s for a tangent another day: the important thing is that you read the information I provide to you so that you know what my portrayal is all about.

Important Notes ( straight from my rules & about page ) : — I will not water down or filter Arthur Fleck as I don’t want to take away from his canon character.

— Do not try to change Arthur’s canon. The events of the movie are crucial for his character development and unless heavily plotted otherwise ( and I mean HEAVILY plotted ) .

— Do not expect me to or try to sway me to write Arthur as any other variation of Joker. He is Arthur Fleck. If you have any question on what he may or may not do, please ask me. Never assume!

— There will never be a time when I would ever write rape, sexual assault, dubcon, incest, racism or pedophilia on this blog. If you write these things, see yourself to the door.

— Arthur will never be abusive.

— Arthur's personality will never be watered down, filtered or altered for a ship. He continue to still have suicidal tendencies, thoughts and actions. Being in a relationship will not magically cure Arthur of his mental illnesses.

I would like to elaborate a bit about my portrayal of Joker. While there are many variations of Joker: I write Arthur Fleck and Arthur Fleck only. He is no where near like the other Jokers. He is mentally ill, but everything he does is with a great purpose. He doesn’t kill ‘for funsies’.

There are no mass murders, massive explosions, bank heists or any of that off the wall stuff. He does not have ‘goons’ : he does have followers that he may rarely use to his advantage but he prefers to work solo. There is also no vats of acid: we literally saw the build up to him becoming Joker in the movie. There will also never be any of that clique abusive Harley & Joker content on this blog either: he treats ALL of his partners with respect and dignity. His kill count by the time he is put into Arkham Asylum at the end of the movie is 6 people. His victims are the three wallstreet guys, his mother Penny Fleck, Murray Franklin and the first therapist he’s assigned in Arkham Asylum. I headcanon in his Asylum arc that during his first escape from Arkham asylum, he killed people to get out of the Asylum. Though I did not specify the amount in the arc, I’d say it was most likely anywhere between 8-10 maximum. The only reason this happened is one: to ensure his freedom and two: he is heavily influenced by Jonathan Crane’s fear toxins. He is not in his regular mind. After his escape, he does continue to kill those who betray, hurt or slander him. In his P U N C H L I N E ! arc, he does kill the owner of a night club ( a truly horrible man : it’s all written out in plain text in the arc ) and takes over the club. He doesn’t murder people he deems innocent or people who have generally have nothing to do with him in any capacity nor does he go around popping heads on the streets just because he’s got a gun in his hand. This isn’t grand theft auto. At this point, we can lose track of his kill count but please do not assume that he’s just going around blasting everything that moves like he’s playing call of duty. That is just not how my Arthur works.

I’d much appreciate it if you need clarification: please, come and ask me if you’re unsure because the quickest way to peeve me is by assuming things that Arthur would simply never do.

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Side Note: i’m willing to write any of Joaquin Phoenix’s characters, including himself and mostly Arthur Fleck/Joker. send me whatever your little heart desires!