#aaaaaa thank you for the ask i knew you'd get me

[momotonescreaming]

Oh Momo I love it when you write characters not getting along for the simple reason of them just. Not vibing together. Fandom makes it some moral imperative that every character you like has to like each other when that simply isn't the case! It's fun to explore and see other people explore how those relationships go, with them being polite acquaintances. It feels much more natural and dynamic for characters to have different levels of closeness and intimacy and I just!! Love seeing it!

Nebs!!! my beloved!! hello!! 💜💜 You're always so sweet, thank you 🥺

You're right, fandom is slightly obsessed with characters being perfect and automatically being besties and how that's good and anything else is bad, and you're a hater - which is a slippery slope to go down.

Characters, just like people, have layers and flaws and are different to one another. Just because I think two characters wouldn't get along, it doesn't mean that they're bad, or I hate them.

I feel like I've said this a million times but I love it when characters are messy and complicated and also sort of fucked up. It's fun to put characters into situations and figure out what happens. It's just sometimes the answer is - these characters do not get along that well. It's fun! It's interesting! I am playing with these characters like dolls.

It's better - at least I think so - when you treat these characters more like actual people, than fictional characters, and figure them out that way. Dive into their complexities, and their relationships with other people, and how they react to things. I am a big fan of 'what if' situations and analysing the shit out of these characters.

[fraugwinska]

I LOVED IT AAAAAA COULD U DO A PART TWO THATS A LITTLE SMUTTY??? (I’m the anon who asked about the brat reader! :3)

Since not only you, but also the wonderful @sybilsmelodyonthewireless asked for it - who am I to deny you? ;>

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(Un)Holy Tease

Ah, you loved the feeling of claws in your hair. A good night always started with claws in your hair. True, you had been especially annoying today – It had just been too long since Alastor had pulled you into his bed with this dominating, smug smile you craved, but you knew he denied you on purpose, finding wicked glee in your growing desperation. But two could play that game.

What tipped the scale – you weren't sure. If you had to chose, you'd say it was when you refused to eat his freshly cooked dinner, his mom's prized Jambalaya of all things, because you ''didn't feel like it''. You knew that it would drive him mad, and you would've maybe felt bad if it wasn't the quickest - and safest - way into his sheets.

Alastor caged your mostly undressed self under him, his dress shirt open and with a dark smile on his lips.

„I said: Look at me, darling.“

You rose your chin a bit higher, as much as his firm grip in your hair allowed – the slight pain from it sent shivers down your spine. „I'm good, thank you.“

Your smile quickly turned into a gasp as he tugged hard on your scalp, forcing your face to turn to him.

„A little mouthy today, are we?“, he purred, slowly scraping the inside of your thighs with his free hand. You felt the inhuman urge to tilt your hips, to guide his traveling finger to where you wanted them to be, but you refused to give in that easily. „Do you really think you get what you so clearly want with that little attitude of yours?“

You gripped the sheets beneath you, just to stop yourself from grabbing his shoulders and pull him onto you. Patience, you reminded yourself, work him until he's ready.

„Who says I want anything from you?“, you say decidedly casual, blinking up to him, registering with delight his little snarl and the glimmer of frustration in his eyes. He lowered himself, you could feel his hot breath on your collarbone as his hand traveled up, up, up to your heated core, just halting before actually touching the already wet fabric.

„Your body betrays you, pet.“, he chuckled, tilting his head to inhale your scent. You almost slip, letting your hands free from the grip on the bed sheets to touch him just a bit, but he is quicker than you, catching your wrists and pinning them above your head with the help of his shadow companions. „You were most unruly today, but I'll overlook your little tantrums... if you beg for it.“

Your body bent and tensed like a hunters bow, you forced yourself to not moan at his words. The tightrope you walked on got thinner and thinner. Just a bit more.

„Make me.“

A low growl accompanied the tear of your lace panties, before his arm snaked to your back and around your waist, flipping you on all fours. He pressed your shoulders down into the mattress, keeping your ass up in the air. One of his long digits swiped violently through your soaked slit, flicking your clit in the most cruel, delicious way. You bit your tongue, quieting the whine that wanted to escape. Almost there.

“So defiant. What a naughty girl you are.” Another swipe, another flick, slower this time, agonizingly slow. Thank god you could bury your face in the fabric, because this time a moan was unpreventable. But he heard it, as he always did, and it encouraged him, his sharp tip rounding your pearl, once, twice, three times, with just the right intensity. Then he stopped.

The pressure disappeared, and so did his finger.

Even though you were prepared, it still left you cold and empty, making you draw a heavy sigh of frustration.

“I do hate to repeat myself, dear. But alas, once more: If you want me to continue... beg.”

“Please...” you pressed through your teeth, shaking from the loss of contact, the anticipation setting your skin on fire.

“Hm? What was that? Use your pretty, little mouth, darling, and speak up.”

The cocky, saturated tone of his voice made you almost come on the spot. You took a deep, trembling breath, your lungs burned with impatience.

“Please, Alastor, please with sugar on top. Just fuck me already.”

The touches returned, oh so sweetly and forcefully, it made you choke on your own breath. His thumb swirled around your sensitive bud while two of his fingers pumped, in and out, filling the humming room with unholy, squelching sounds. Your face, still pressed into the covers of his bed, flushed as you started to pant softly, keeping your mewls to a minimum. You still had a little fight in you.

His hand raked from your shoulders down your spine, sharp tips drawing prickling lines on your back. He tuttet at you, but you heard the growing lust when he spoke. “Such filthy words. Since you decided to behave like such a spoiled brat today, I shall treat you just as one.”

Fuck yes. You heard the ruffle of fabric, the clatter of a belt buckle. To seal the deal, you put everything what was left of your smug confidence in your next words, knowing you wouldn't be able to speak coherently in the foreseeable future either way.

“Is that a threat or a promise?”

The answer was a single thrust, deep and without mercy. Your breath hitched in your throat, he filled you to the brim, making your eyes water and your mind ecstatic. With no time to adjust, he started to move, quick, assaulting snaps of his hips, pushing deeper and deeper into you. His hands with firm grip on your waist, he pushed you to and away from him, while his shadows, wicked things that they were, pulled your constricted wrists up over your head so far your upper body rose from the bed and hung in mid-air.

“You'll take everything I give you, and you'll thank me for it, darling.” His husky voice was filled with buzzing white noise. You tried to answer, but the new position made him hit all the right spots, the only thing audible were your mindless moans.

A loud clap and the instant burn on your ass made you yelp in pain and pleasure.

“Come on, darling, say it.”

In between the heavy panting, you managed to breathe a strained “t-thank you...”, just before another smack hit your already sore cheek. Combined with his unrelenting thrusts, this was the most delectable torture. “T-thank y-you.”, you sobbed, feeling the familiar tightening, that sweet pressure in your midst rising, ready to pop.

“There's my good girl...” Alastor purred, picking up speed, his claws deep in the flesh of your hips. “Now cum, darling.”

Everything happened at once – stars before your eyes, walls clenching around his still throbbing member, a long, loud, relieved cry that sounded like his name, a kiss on your sweat-covered neck. You felt him thrusting a few times more before warmth coated your insides, and you felt his weight slumping on your back. Together, you fell forward into the messed up sheets as the shadows tenderly let your wrists go, the only sounds your quiet humms of pleasure – like echoes of your moans – and his fizzzing and popping static noises.

He rolled off you onto his back and pulled you up his chest, his fingers raking through your ruffled hair. You felt happy, fulfilled and so deeply in love with this demon, taking a moment to lean into his soft caresses. But the night was still young, and – as you know – a good night always starts with claws in your hair.

“Mhh... is that all you got?”

[sprite-periodt]

💖Teases that would absolutely destroy me (aside from literally every tease in existence)  an important thread💖🙈

"Laugh for me, *insert literally any pet name* " LIKE???? AAAAAAAA

"You're laugh is so cute/adorable" like it's really not but thank you /)/////(\. OR EVEN "I love your giggles!" SHHHHHHHHHHHHH OK?

Literally any tease consisting of my name and or nickname lIKE DON'T DO THIS TO MEEEEEE

Asking if I'm going to be good for them like if you ask me to ofc I'm going to ////

Piggybacking on that calling me a good girl likeeeee Mmfmfmfmfmfmfmm 🙈

O calling me cute in anyway is a good one too ehe /)//////(\

BABY TALK JESUS CHRIST THE FUCKING BABY TALK LIKE STFU

And relating to that just making me feel little and silly will literally destroy me like a random ass example: walking 2 fingers up my body to any of my spots? Gone. Absolutely obliterated.

Saying "Yes *insert pet name*?" when I call out your name because I'm too flustered or being t-worded too much OR BOTH(Can you tell I have a thing for pet names yet)

Telling me I'm doing so well like AAAAAA

Flat out asking me if you can tickle me lIKE EXCUSE ME OFC YOU CAN AAAAA

Calling me any form of lee like: "shy little lee" or "cute lee" or possibly the worst of all of these that I've thought of although these are already flustering enough "squirmy lee" LIKE SHUT UP????

Annoyingly/affectionately calling me a brat when I'm definitely being one because I dunno it just does something for me

"Did you really think you'd get away with this?" SHUT I KNEW I WASN'T THATS THE POINT EVEN THO YOU KNOW THAT ALREADY

Saying the word over and over again or saying coochie coochie coo. Like that's it I'm passing away. ✋🏾😶

Calling me in any way ticklish like "Aw so ticklish" or the worst "Such a ticklish little lee" swapping the word out for the word sensitive works too LIKE STFU I KNOW

Asking me "Aw does it tickle?~" LIKE SHUT. STFU. OFC IT DOES AND YOU KNOW IT FUCKSJAKDJWKFK

Calling me tickle bug lIKE AAAAAA /)//////(\

Asking if I like *insert any spot* being tickled like goodbye I'm a blushy giggly puddle of goo 🙈

COUNTING GOT DAMN RIBS LIKE I JUST KNOW THIS WOULD MAKE ME LOSE IT SO BAD LIKE ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?????

Wiggling your fingers toward me like s T O P

Literally just saying uh oh. Like shhhhhhhhhhh

Saying "There it is~" OR EVEN "There's that laugh~" When I finally burst after holding it in LIKE SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUOSHUTUOSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP

In addition to that pointing out that I'm very giggly LIKE O I WONDER WHY??? O////(\

Literally talking about my laughter in any way will destroy me like another example:

"Aw who's laughter is that?" LITERALLY SHUTSHUTSHUTSHUTSHUTSH-

Asking me "What's so funny?" "What's so funny huh?" OVER AND OVER LIKE STOP TRYING TO MAKE ME SHORT CIRCUIT DAMN IT

Threatening me that the tickle monster is coming for me like ssSSSSSSHHHHHHHHUSH DAMNIT

Describing to me word for word how you're going to wreck me LIKENSWLFJEKEMFKMF/)//////(\

Making me admit in any way that I like and want it like jesus🙈…..

Admitting that you want to make me blush LIKE I AM MELTINGGGGGG

Saying "I'm going to get youuu~" FUHUCKING HELL

Pointing out that I can't say the word and then proceeding to relentlessly tease me about it like hNNnNNnNNNnnnNN-

Threatening me and saying "if you keep doing this I'm going to *insert them describing how they're going to wreck me*

"Arms up!" SBSIDABWKFOEKEL

[laskyy]

OK! THE SEEUN STORY ATE! HELLO?! YOU NEED MORE CLOUT ON HERE!

So! Yk what's about to happen!

Yechan req because yes.

So, I was thinking it could be a friends to lovers aswell where the reader is a camera worker for KQ ENT, and while filming (any MV) someone/thing falls/bumps on Reader and they accidentally hit yechan w the camera then patch him up because they feel bad? (Not too hard. Don't kill my baby lmfao) 😋

AAAAAA THANK YOU SO MUUUCH!!! I'm really happy you enjoy my content! Thank you for always requesting cute ideas!! Love you and happy reading <33

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Fall for you

Genre: f2l, camera operator reader, idol Yechan

Contains: mentions of blood, injuries, cheesy content

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It was another day of working with the boys of xikers to film their music video for Tricky house and you were very excited to say the least.

Today they were filming on the train and that gave you more opportunities to have fun with the camera angles and you knew the boys would make the job easy for you because they're just so good to work with, especially Yechan.

He was always really sweet to you and considering you were the youngest member of the staff he understood how you felt so he would always try to make you feel confortable.

The guys arrived on set and you started filming right away hoping to get good footage and let them go home as early as possible as they needed to rest.

They were currently taking a break from filming and you took the chance to look through the material you already filmed.

"Wow you made Yujunie look really cool!" You heard the voice you'd been wanting to hear all day.

"Yeah well, he's already cool I just filmed him!"

"Hey that's nonsense, have you seen him? He's a complete fluffball!" Yechan said while pointing to Yujun who was blinking one eye at a time because of how sleepy he was making you both giggle.

"You're right but you're also a fluffball, you look cute when you're sleepy!" you said not even believing you were brave enough to compliment him.

"You think?" He asked with his sparkly eyes.

"Well... yeah!" You said with a small smile while looking down.

"Then I hope you can make this fluffball look cool on camera" he said while lifting your chin up with a finger and smiling at you.

"I-"

"HEY YECHAN STOP FLIRTING WITH Y/N AND COME FIX YOUR MAKEUP!" The makeup artist said.

"I wasn't- I'll see you later" he said giving you a small wave while going to the makeup arting who laughed at the boy's embarrassed state.

When he finished fixing his makeup it was time to start filming his part.

Everyone was preparing their equipment but you already had your camera ready so you had time to admire Yechan from afar as he joked around with his members who were eager to watch him in action.

"Action" the director yelled as he got closer to you to take a look at how things would turn out on camera while you were filming.

Yechan started lipsyncing to his part and you looked at how amazing he looked having fun. You were careful to capture all his expressions in a lot of different angles.

His part was coming to an end when the director wanted to remove a mosquito that got stuck on the screen without making a lot of fuss, but unfortunately he leaned too far and bumped into you hard making you lose your balance and hitting Yechan on his leg with the camera.

"YECHAN!!" You yelled as you squatted to his level and started apologizing endlessly while looking for the part of his leg that got injured.

"It's fine Y/n it's just a scratch see?" he said smiling weakly while pointing to a cut on his shin that had some blood spilling out.

"But I feel bad! Let me help you!" You gave him your hand so that he could stand up and then you headed to a couch next to where there was a first aid kit.

"Alright this might hurt a little bit, but if it gets unbearable tell me and I'll stop ok?"

"Yeah but I doubt that'll even hur- OW"

"You were saying?" You asked while chuckling

"Nevermind" he said while smiling at the thought of making you laugh even if he was in pain.

You finished patching his leg up and then his members found the both of you and started getting worried about Yechan.

They were all around him, except Minjae.

"Thanks for taking care of him!" Minjae said while smiling at you.

"It's the least I could do, after all it was my camera that fell on him!" You said while looking at Sumin who was currently making Yechan laugh.

You were in a trance looking at Yechan and Minjae seemed to notice so he smiled to himself at the thought of you having a crush on their baby.

"Y/n if you like Yechan you should tell him!"

"I- Wha- Who- How did you know?"

"Just the way you look at him you know? And if it gives you any confort, I think he likes you too, in fact he is currently admiring you!" Minjae said making you turn your head to Yechan who was actually staring at you and looked away as he got caught.

"I'll take the guys somewhere else so that you can talk it out, good luck!" Minjae said giving my head a small pat and yelling for the other guys to come with him.

You sat next to Yechan and smiled at him.

"So you and Minjae hyung?"

"What? No? What makes you think that?"

"Well it's just that you seemed so smiley when talking to him and then the head pat." He said while looking down.

"Hey Yechan, look at me, the only reason I seemed so happy when I was with Minjae was because he was talking about you" you said, your voice getting quieter after every word.

"So does that mean you like me?" He said with a big smile on his face.

"It depends!" You said with a small smirk on your face making the boy before you frown.

"On what?"

"On whether you like me or not!"

"Well then, I like you so?"

"I like you too Yechan!" You said while smiling.

"ARE YOU SERIOUS? THIS HAS TO BE A DREAM!! PINCH M-OW, WHAT WAS THAT FOR?"

"You asked for someone to pinch you so I did!" You said while laughing at his frustrated face.

"You have to make it up to me!" He said while crossing his arms.

"And how would I do that?"

He pointed to his lips and said or more accurately asked "By giving me a kiss?"

You giggled at how cute he was being and complied to his request by softly pressing your lips to his and moving them in sync with his until the both of you ran out of air.

"Who knew today I would get kissed and almost murdered by the person of my dreams!" He said while holding my hand and helping me get up from the couch as we both laughed and heard some more voices laughing.

We both looked behind us and there stood the boys just looking at us like they had been caught stealing something.

"Congrats!!" Minjae shouted and the rest of the guys congratulated us right after.

This sweet moment was obviously short lived as we had to get back to work to film Yechan's part.

"Good luck bub" You said as Yechan quickly kissed your cheek.

"Thanks cutie, try not to fall for me this time!" He said while laughing making you laugh too.

[imyourangell]

hi bestie id like to request peepaw fluff.

make that mf clingy.

please & thank you. ilysm <3

✨🌸Aaaaaa! I feel a lot of pressure >< you're so awesome and you're asking me too write something for you? I hope I don't let you down!✨🌸

🌸🌸(also I hope that didn't sound weird TT✨🌸)

✨🌸I’m a sucker for peepaw Myers someone let me hug him please~✨🌸

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✨🌸Peepaw Myers being clingy would include!✨🌸

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✨🌸Since day one Michael has had the urge too always be around you!✨🌸

✨🌸He’s never felt this way before even when he was in his younger years!✨🌸

✨🌸Are you magic y/n?✨🌸

✨🌸He loves everything about you✨🌸

✨🌸The way you speak too him✨🌸

✨🌸The you worry about him after a hunt✨🌸

✨🌸How you patch his wounds up✨🌸

✨🌸Just everything!✨🌸

✨🌸So when you told him you were going too some family for a little while Michael didn't know what too do!✨🌸

✨🌸He would be apart from you for HOURS!✨🌸

✨🌸he just stood there as you kissed his cheek and walked out the door✨🌸

✨🌸He wasn't angry but he felt this need too be around you✨🌸

✨🌸He raised a hand too touch the cheek you just kissed✨🌸

✨🌸He sat around the house for a good two hours like a cat waiting for his owner~✨🌸

✨🌸Finally after what felt like years Michael decided he couldn't wait for you too return home✨🌸

✨🌸So he went out too find you✨🌸

✨🌸he knew you'd be at you're mom and dads house✨🌸

✨🌸That’s where he went✨🌸

✨🌸And who knew a man his age could walk like that?✨🌸

✨🌸Dang sir✨🌸

✨🌸How he knew where they lived no one knows~✨🌸

✨🌸You were leaving their house when you noticed Michael in the bushes✨🌸

✨🌸He figured you'd be mad at him for following you✨🌸

✨🌸but instead he's greeted with a kiss and hug?✨🌸

✨🌸You tell him too get in the car so you can go home✨🌸

✨🌸And the whole way back home his hand is on you're thigh not in a sexual way more so of “i missed you”✨🌸

✨🌸As you got back home Michael literally almost drags you too the couch✨🌸

✨🌸Thats his way of saying “cuddle me now”✨🌸

✨🌸And for the rest of the night you're trapped in his arms on the couch!✨🌸

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✨🌸omgg I hope this is okay!✨🌸

✨🌸I’m so sorry if it's short!✨🌸

✨🌸I hope you enjoy it!✨🌸

✨🌸Thank you for requesting!! This was a lot of fun too write!✨🌸

✨🌸I hope you're doing fantastic!!!^^✨🌸

✨🌸please remember too eat well and drink plenty of water!✨🌸

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✨🌸Love you bunches!^^✨🌸

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-𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓁☙

[harleenfleck]

“Despite the danger (Part 2)”

Arthur Fleck/Joker x Reader

Summary: Joker is the love of your life; despite the reputation it carries. You know that, but you don’t care, after he rescued you from a horrible hole you were trapped in. Now, you both live your lives together, but you ignore all the risks that come with being the lover of the Clown Prince of Crime.

This is the continuation. Part one here (Idk how put links in tumblr AAAAAA)

Warning: Description of violence, smut (Oh yeah), unprotected sex, oral sex, and fluff cause why not.

Words: 3.2k

Notes: OMFG I’M SO SORRY I KNOW I KNOOOW It took me about a month to post the second part, you have no idea what happened to me in all these weeks! New job, a little move, trying to survive, creative block (I’m suffering with this one), I almost itchy a scorpion, I didn't have Internet for two weeks, for a moment I thought I was in contact with someone with COVID-19 and fortunately that someone was sick from something else (Pneumonia in case you had doubts), I started to be attracted to a guy who turned out to be a criminal (HAHA later I'll tell you how this shit was over) anyway, too many weird things happened to me.

Finally I can post the second part, and the truth is that it is the first time I write smut or something in English :'0 honestly I think it was sexy, but I still feel a little ashamed (that’s the correct word?) to post it, ahhh, it's weird the feeling. But wow, I think the thing was beautiful:3 I honestly hope I can beat the creative block and keep writing more stories like that, shit, anyway, Arthur it’s my beautiful muse.

Time for thanks! Thank you to the Microsoft translator for helping me translate things I don't know into English, thank you to Lana del Rey for helping me get out of the creative block with your songs, my two neurons for not giving up and doing synapses, and thank you for your patience <3

And fuuuuckinggg agaaaain the fucking same apology, I’m sorry if I make some grammatical, spelling or writing mistakes, english is not my native language blablablablablalaaablablablaba just enjoy the porn.

Hope you like it! <3

...

 He’s out of his mind.

He was yelling at his men to do the damn job, to search the whole damn city. His beauty doll is missing

You were missing, you weren’t by his side, and that was a tragedy.

He was going crazy, and how cannot be? His enemies don’t leave no clue, just the threatening note. He read it, trying to find something, some sign. But nothing.

“In every fucking corner! In every fucking street! In every fucking neighborhood! I don’t fucking care! You have to find her!”

He yelled at his men in clown masks, they were orders that were to be fulfilled. But everything was more complicated than it seemed.

“We've searched all over Gotham and there's no sign of her”

“Keep looking!” He screamed again.

The clowns have never seen their leader so tense and stressed. It wasn't for nothing. His darling was kidnapped by something he had done, and time ran. Anything could happen to you with every hour wasted in found you.

"Mr. Joker, we've searched everywhere, but there's no way to find her, do you really think it's worth it?"

“What? What do you mean by that? What are you implying about that?”

“I mean Mr. Joker, you found her in a disgraceful place... You could do that with any other slut, you can find another-”

Bang!

Before he could keep opening his mouth, that man was already dead.

"I don't have time for this stupid shit! You must don’t give a shit about my doll's past! You must do your fucking damn job!"

The rest of the clowns, seeing the violent scene, came out of the room. Joker ordered two of his men to undo the body.

Sitting on an elegant red couch, he took a hand to his face and breathe out heavily.

Where were you? Would you be ok? You’d be safe?

Every question stressed him. And he felt guilty leaving you alone, he shouldn’t have done that.

Knowing that sometimes his clowns could become useless, he got out of his seat and walked outside of the room. "If they don't find you, I'll do it myself”

He got into the car and went to Gotham.

“My y/n, where are you?”

…

Your hands behind you back were tied. Your feet too.

Could barely remember what happened to you. Hours before, you were reading a book in complete calmness, but someone broke in the house. You screamed and ran for the emergency gun, but the assailants caught you first and put a damp fabric in your face.

You slept soundly for a couple of hours, when you woke up with a blindfold. Immediately, you went into fear.

“Look! The bitch woke up”

Your eyes saw again, they took you the bandage off. Looked at some men you didn’t know who they were.

“Just look, the little whore of Joker” One of the kidnappers took you by the jaw “Are the rumors true? The Joker pulled you out of a brothel after you fuck him so good?”

A big spit came into the kidnapper's eye. You pointed very well at his face.

“Fuck you!” Was the only thing you yell to him “That's something you don't give a shit!”

The others men laugh a lot, making fun of your little defense. The affected person rubbed himself with a tissue and you realized spitting him was a big mistake.

Scared, you looked everywhere, you had to find a way out, you knew that if you stayed there, they could kill you, but there is no escape.

“What idiot would want a whore like his couple?” The kidnapper spoke as he approached you and lifted you from the ground "Although if it's true that you were a prostitute... We could take advantage of that…”

They looked at you with malevolence, you knew your Joker had done terrible things to them, and they revenge were going to drop it on you.

“No, no, no! Don't you dare! If you do, you'll be dead men!”

“Maybe, but the first one to die will be you”

They pulled out a knife right in front of you, played with this one, gently passing it down your chest and face.

They started ripping the fabric of your dress. You cried. They laughed.

Please Arthur come, come for me, please Arthur

“We are three, you're going to have to give each of us pleasure at the same time, you know what that means? Anyway, you're already experienced in that”

They took your dress in pieces, staying only in your underwear, they began grotesquely touch your body and make fun of you. You just implored that it wasn't painful and that your death wasn't so violent.

Although that was improbable.

You closed your eyes, accepting your unfortunate destiny.

A violent noise was heard, and one of the men fell to the ground.

"Leave her alone right now!"

Hearing that scream you felt in heaven, protected. You were safe. Joker was there, pointing the bastards who wanted to hurt you with his gun.

“Oh! Look who's here! Just when we were going to have our banquet, don't you want some?”

Another one fell to the ground. You tried to escape the only one left alive, but he catched you, putting the knife around your neck.

“Let her go of or you're going to regret it!” Joker screamed in a tone of voice you'd never heard before. He was heard so rude and furious, and at once determined.

“Let her go? You ruined what my men and I built for years; I'll take away what you cherish most in front you. And you can’t do anything to avoid it”

Joker's blood boiled with angry. How did he dare to hurt you?

"I won't warn you again, let her go right now, NOW!"

The guy, just for enjoying Joker's furious, put the knife down and cut your abdomen, you cried in pain. Joker went crazy, and when the knife stopped touching your skin, bullets were raining at your kidnapper.

You ran away, tripped and fell, but you could see Joker unloading the bullets on his enemy.

No enemy was left alive. You were free. But you were so scared too.

Joker looked at you, put away his gun and ran to you.

"Arthur!" You hugged him very tightly.

"y/n are you okay? He cut you, that motherfucker, I must to take you to the doc—"

"No! Please Arthur, take me home! Take me with you!"

"But y/n, you’re hurt—"

"It's nothing! I swear, just take me with you!"

Crying, you begged him to get you out of there. Joker took off his red coat and put it on you, covering you. He hugged you and both got out of there.

…

You two came home. He carried you in his arms and you hugged his chest. He left you in the bed while you still crying.

"I won't let you get hurt again, my doll" Arthur drew his fingers to your face, drying away your tears. He hurt him see you crying.

"Arthur, I thought I'd never see you again”

"No, y/n, I'm here, I'll always be here. No one will hurt you again"

You hugged him a lot, you didn't want to let him go. Despite the facade of the worst criminal of all and Gotham's worst lunatic, he saved and protected you.

Arthur left the room for a moment and came back with a medicine cabinet. He healed your wound while you were trying to relax, but that was almost impossible. Once you bandaged, Arthur lay down next to you, and you couldn't help hug him. He did the same thing, caressing your hair and smelling your scent, like the first time he and you met.

You and him slept soundly. You were so afraid you wouldn't sleep in that bed again. However, your night wasn't quiet, you dreamed of those three horrible men again, you dreamed that those men did what they wanted with you, and Arthur never appeared.

You woke up upset, in tears again.

But at the same time, you calmed down, because you were home. Arthur woke up with your crying, he immediately paid attention to you.

"What's going on? y/n, what happened?"

"A nightmare"

He took you carefully and kissed you on the forehead. You hugged him back, you clung to him, you never wanted to leave him in your life.

He really is the love of your life.

And you wanted to thank him for being.

"Arthur..."

"Yes?"

You took air, you never thought you’d be shy to ask Arthur that, even when you did this night after night.

“Could you love me, please?"

The eyes of Arthur lit up, and a big sense of desire ran through his body. But despite that, you were always above everything.

"y/n… But you’re hurt"

"Art… I’m fine, it was something superficial, it's nothing” And that was true, but on his face could you see he wasn’t so convinced “Please Arthur, I need your love”

He looked at you with concern, with silent, perhaps he feared to hurt you.

But at the same time, he looked at you with desire, in need and lust.

Arthur needed you very badly too, but he was afraid to revive your pain. However, you started kissing him, at first shyly, because you didn't know what his reaction would be.

But you knew him perfectly, you knew that with a simple touch of yours he could go crazy. He gently took you from the back of your head and quickly got on top of you. His hands started stroking your neck, your collarbone, your chest. His fingers started playing with the straps of your bra and at the same time left little kisses on your breasts.

Fear left your body, and desperately asked for Arthur.

Arthur took your bra off and threw it somewhere in the room. Hypnotized, he admired your body. You blushed, he always saw you as a deity, even though you two made love a thousand times before.

"You're the most fucking beautiful woman I've ever met"

He bit his lip when he saw you. You, on the other hand, put the shyness aside, your hands went to the buttons on his yellow vest, unbuttoning them. Arthur noticed your intentions and helped you with that. You did the same thing with his turquoise shirt, looking now his chest.

You exhaled. You kissed him deeply, his tongue entered your mouth, and you couldn't help pass your hands through his chest and abdomen.

Without warning, you started to kiss his neck and shoulders, he didn’t wait that, but with a smile, he let you continue. You kept kissing him, went down to his red pants. His lust trapped in that red pants was already evident.

With little kiss on the fabric of his pants, you unbuttoned and zipped down. You looked him before continue. Arthur looked at you in need, desire and a huge smile on his clown face.

You backed off his pants and his underwear, his length appeared on your face and something inside you burned. You took it with your hand and let a little kiss in the top.

With more desire, you pass your tongue, sucking it, you really enjoyed that moment, more when you put it in your mouth and heard his deep moan.

"Damn it, y/n!" Arthur almost cried out loud. He was wet in lust, he looked at you with his green eyes, saw as you gave him pleasure, as you loved making him feel good. He took your hair, started directing the movements.

You relaxed your throat, took some air and got on with your work. You used your tongue to drive him crazy, and hearing his moans caused you to get wet. “Fuck! y/n you… you’re amazing…”.

You viewed that he grabbed the sheets with his free hand, his head was back and his chest became large and small as he breathed deeply. You could think he was close to finishing. But he decided to change things.

He took your hair and forced you to apart himself, you looked at him a little confused, but his gaze said he was going to back to you everything you caused him. Taking your shoulders, he dropped you in bed. He quickly got between your legs, starting to play with the elastic of your lace panties.

He dropped your panties, stared hungry at what these were hiding. And he realized you were already wet.

"Art... Do-Don't be so rude, please" You pled him timidly. Arthur blinked, setting aside his desire, remembering what you had spent the last night. He looked at your reddened face, and felt slightly guilty. He didn't tell you, but he thought maybe he scared you.

"Of course not, my doll" slowly lowered his face until you reached your entrance "If you want to stop, I will, just say it y/n" kissed one of your thighs, and seeing you, started playing with his tongue inside you.

Now, it was your turn to yell.

“Oh fuck!” You remember why Arthur loved that game. He was very skillful. He kissed you, licked you, played really well down there. You took his green hair between your fingers, begging him to go deeper. You heard a little laugh.

“I want you Arthur…” You couldn't take it anymore, you started begging him, as tears of pleasure fell down your cheeks “Please Art, I want you, make me yours…”

He didn't listen to you, he just kept licking you, and you couldn't do it anymore. You cuming in his mouth, and he drank you all.

Bastard you thought You wouldn't let me do the same with you

As you recovered from the orgasm, he stands up, his makeup was already a mess, but that's what you loved, as you could see Arthur and Joker at the same time.

“Come here, boy” You extended your hand to him. He took it and placed himself on top of you "I really want you for me”

“You just want me?”

“Why the question?”

"You seem to need me" Arthur kiss your hand, as you felt the rub of its length in your entrance, he was torturing you.

“Arthur, please…”

“Please what?” He passing his tongue in your hand and finished with a kiss.

“I-I need you…”

“Yes darling?” He saw you again with those emeralds that drove you crazy. How much you love him, and how much he loves you "Did you know I always need you, y/n?" With that deeply voice, he began to play again, giving small blows with his tip, causing you to moan.

“Y-Yeah…” Your voice became trembling at the end of that word “Arthur, please…”

“Please what?” He repeated that question again while without warning, he passed his tongue through your breast, provoking you more and more.

“…Fuck me…” You didn't ask him, you pleaded him. He laughed a little, and kissed you on your lips, looking for your tongue with his. And as your tongues fluttered in your mouths, he entered in you.

You moaned in his mouth, that strange sense of pain and pleasure was so addictive to you. He moved inside you, going out and in. You could hear him moan, and that excited you more, hearing his voice full of pleasure.

With more desire, you hugged him, moaned and cried. You didn't want anyone else in your life. You only want Arthur, just him.

It was so much pleasure and delight that you even forgot the wound on your abdomen.

You raised your hips just to join him more. Arthur kissed your neck, while he too got lost in lust. The bed hit the wall hard, it could break at any time, and you wouldn't mind. You two couldn't separate, nothing could separate.

You didn't know how much time was going on, but every time Arthur made love to you, time seemed to stop alone for the two of you.

“Arthur…” You cried his name “I love you… I love you”.

“I love you, y/n” you heard his hoarse voice against your ear again. He raised his head, only to see you adore this intimate moment “I love you too”

You kissed him, so much passion overflowing. You felt close again.

Before you could tell him, your body couldn't keep it anymore and gave into the pleasure, you screamed so loud. Arthur began to penetrate you slowly and deep at the same time, prolonging your orgasm, making it more torturous and pleasurable.

Breathing deeply, you looked at Arthur, taking his cheek with your hand, you still felt weak, and loved too.

He came out of you, and he started masturbating in front of you. "Could you help me, doll?" Oh yes, you knew that meant.

You knelt in front of him, took his member and carried him into your mouth. He tried to suppress a groan but failed. A few seconds later he made you stop, and you'll look him in the eye from where you were.

"You want it, don't you, doll?" you didn't answer, you just moved your head up and bit your lip. Like the first time you saw him. You began to masturbate him and kiss his member.

He caressed your head, closed his eyes. If that wasn't heaven, he didn't know anything else it could be.

His body tightened, and his breathing became heavy “y/n, I’m gonna coming, come here”.

You stopped, opened your mouth, sticking out your tongue. With a little scream from him, you got his climax in your mouth. Every drop fell into your mouth, and some escaped through the corners of your lips. He tasted so good; you loved his taste.

Arthur took a deep breath, his eyes were still under in his eyelids, recovering. He lowered his head and opened his eyes, watching you. You gave him a naughty smile. He caressed your cheek, and stroked you with his thumb.

"Where have you been all my life?" For a moment he thought about it, but he really said it. And you blush at those words. The naughty smile was replaced by a shy smile.

"Lost, like you, my love"

Smiling at you, he went to kiss you one more, one more loving, more romantic. “Arthur Fleck, you really are the love of my life” You said to him in the middle of the kiss. You could feel it how he trembled at your words. He separated from you and looked you in the eye.

“You too, y/n, you’re the love of my life”.

He kissed your cheek and pulled aside some locks of hair that fell on your face. "Come here" Took your hand "Look at you, you're a mess, we're going to have to clean you up"

You knew that was just the beginning, it was going to be a long day.

But you didn't care because you loved him, you loved Arthur Fleck, and Joker too, despite the danger. You didn't really care about danger, Arthur would always protect you from adversity, and somehow, you also protected him.

End