#arthurjokersgirl

[ajokeformur-ray]

Imagine putting your icy hands under Joker's green shirt so he gasps and look at you with wide eyes 💖💖 (I love your last piece !!! It was amazing !)

LMAOOOOOOO 😂😂😂😂 I have cold hands and feet even in Summer so this is definitely something I’d do, poor Joker 😂😂😂😂Thank you darlinggg ~ that’s so kiiiiiind of you!!! <3 I kept editing and re-editing because I’ve been working on it all week and I didn’t want to admit it was already done ksksk it was my baby for the time I was writing it. 💚

Writing this made me laugh for the first time today so thank you indirectly ksksksksksk I hope that you enjoy it! <3

I know that this GIF isn’t Joker but hhhhhh 🥵

WC: 591.

You sat down beside Joker on the worn sofa which had seen the both of you through the best and the worst of times. It was truly done for, now, there were springs which dug into places you really didn’t want being touched, and parts of the fabric on the sofa towards the bottom had begun to fade away. However, for sentimental reasons alone did you decide to keep it until you no longer had a choice.

He barely spared you a glance, his painted white face granted an eerie glow in the harsh blue light coming from the old television which Penny had won in a radio show years ago. There was a cigarette dangled gracefully between his index and his middle finger, the burning embers dropping into the ashtray which was precariously balanced on his crimson clad knee.  The tendrils of smoke curled gently around each other, like the ghosting of Joker’s lips across your cheek this morning, before dissipating entirely, leaving a yellowish hue on all that it came into contact with. 

You leaned back to rest your head against the sofa cushions. Joker was only wearing his yellow waistcoat and his teal work shirt, and as you turned your head to take in the ethereal profile of your enigmatic love did you see that his teal work shirt had ridden up to reveal a patch of skin. You had just been in the freezer, getting out some microwave dinners for the two of you to have later tonight, and your hands were both wet and cold. Earlier today had Joker made you jump. It had been a complete accident but as you had left the bedroom had he come speeding around the corner, desperate to get to you before you had gotten out of bed (he did so love his morning cuddles), and you had been momentarily startled by him. Your lips curved upwards in mischief as an idea became set in your mind.

Quickly, before Joker could realise what you were up to, you reached out and just gently rested your hand on that gap of skin peeking through his teal shirt. His skin was hot and Joker gasped comically, the way he used to when he was Carnival; a sharp “ah!” that immediately made you burst out into laughter. He shot upwards and out of his seat and spun around to look down at you with wide eyes. “Wh - what was that?” His brows, hidden by paint, were creased. His heart was pounding out a tattoo against his ribcage, not that he would ever admit to such a thing.

“I thought you might like to warm my hands up. They’re cold.” You held your hands out for Joker to take and his green eyes, accentuated were they by those deep blue triangles, were already softened with love as he relaxed once more. Small tricks like these were common between the two of you; playful were your natures. Your voice was saturated with humour, your entire face taken up by such an expression. 

To Joker, you were the most alluring presence in the entire world and he’d never be able to get enough of you. “Cold? They’re freezing, Y/N.” His fingers interlocked with yours and you tugged him back down, down beside you. Joker made a show of tucking his shirt in as he got comfortable once more, his eyes alight with mirth. For your part, you made no attempt to muffle your laughter.

Revenge was certainly a dish best served both cold and unexpected.

AF/J @impulsiveclown @notyourlittledoll @astheworlddturns @fluffedstar @jokersqueenofchaos @germansarechill @tsukiakarinobara @d-dreemurr @lynnesm @sagyunaro  @docsportello @ezziesworld @flowerglitterwoman @ben-solos-writing-avenger @jokers-doll @jokershyena @arthurjokersgirl @antonija89 @lilliryth @hotpacino @obsessedandthirsty  @call-me-harley-quinn

[jokerownsmysoul]

Imagine singing always the same song at home, humming while cleaning the house and under the shower. Arthur is used to hear this specific song in your mouth. So, when he becomes Joker and have to sleep alone some nights, he arranges to ear the song all night so he could sleep.

Omg this is the sweetest thinggg I’ve been melting since you send me this ask every time I read it, this is such a beautiful imagine 😭😭 also I’m so, so so sorry it took so long to respond omgg my brain is not cooperating with me these days lmaoo and I really wanted to write about this sweet prompt omg.

Word count: 971

That night Joker’s skin wasn’t just trembling from the cold outside, although the winter air seeped in from the open window was catching his skinny body in a painful grip. No. That night the tremor of his skin was caused by the grip your absence had left around him by floating in a cheap, lonely room, where his body wasn’t enveloped by the familiar warmth of your presence beside him, a presence that every night has always held him in his arms. Your legs entwined like underground roots of trees, your arms surrounding each other’s bodies and your breaths mixed into the other’s. 

Joker couldn’t remember the last time he was forced to sleep away from you, and at the exact moment when his tired body landed on the cold mattress of the motel bed, he realized that being away from you was one of the hardest things he had had to deal with in his life. Harder than any assault he went through, harder than any runaway he had been forced to cope when the cops were looking for him, harder than bear the weight carried by the name the city had given him by calling him the Clown Prince of Crime. Your souls were not made to live apart, let alone now that they have known what it means to have someone beside them, someone who keeps warm not only your bodies during a cold night, but also your souls in broad daylight each passing day.

Yet here he was, an enamoured man forced to leave his one and only person for a movement he never wanted to start, forced to spend the night in a cheap and abandoned motel without feeling the smell of your lips whenever you kiss the scar on his upper lip, without the silkiness of your hair tickling his hollowed cheeks, without your voice whispering lovely nothings in his ear and the soft tune you used to hum, giving his silent life a music on which to dance by following the rhythm of your voiceprints. Joker may wear a suit of a brighter red, his name may be found in the most wanted list and his life may be changed, but underneath the red tissue of his there was the porcelain skin of the same man who used to swing on his hips every time he heard the unmistakable tune slip out of your lips while you were doing laundry, whenever you washed dishes, took a shower or at night, to soothe his dreams darkened by his demons. 

In the depths of the night, while all the citizens of Gotham slept peaceful dreams and the lights of every building were turned off, letting the silence resonate in the alleys of the city in an oblivion, the deafening silence Joker was felting within him in not having you by his side would never have been able to be silenced by the much weaker silence imposed on the sleeper city. Joker never thought that silence could be so booming until he met you and your voice, which follow his walking upon earth like a soft melody in the background. 

Joker was laying on his right side; his body placed down along the double bed and his mind haunted by his own past failed to give him the dormant state he was so trying to get. The night was quiet and the only noises he could hear were the fizzy, wet sound of his own breath and an owl in the distance putting in music a lovesong of a man forced to live without the person he loved; yet, the silence that was permeating him was even more blinding because of your missed voice which on that night couldn’t accompany him in his spooky dreams. Joker felt like he was part of one of those legends about sailors trying to escape the enchanted sirens call. The sailors tried to escape their grip not by listening to their bewitched chant, but Joker, eager for your chant addictive as a drug, would have wanted to be completely enveloped by your voice, caught by your gills and carried into the deep abyss of the ocean by listening to your magic melody before being totally sucked by the sea, still held in your squamous and lovely arms.

His hand slipped smoothly along the bedsheet and with his eyes closed he imagined not feeling the cold of the mattress left unoccupied, but the warmth of your body still absorbed by your side of the bed even after you got up to make breakfast, leaving him asleep and trying to make him recover the hours of lost sleep due to insomnia. Your absence was the only palpable thing about you that Joker could feel at that moment, and as the moon shone bright on the surface of the bedroom and on the faded sheet, his hand touching nothing and his body still trembling and cold, he began to hum to himself the same soft tune that every day was the first sound he hears when he woke up, whenever you entered the bedroom waking him up between a kiss and delicate notes, and the last sound he heard before falling asleep, whenever you whispered in his ear those notes that woke him up that same morning, until he’d fell into a long sleep cradled in your lovely lullaby. 

His body was still trembling at his lack of you, and his eyes were tracing your features under his closed eyelids, imagining you were beside him. Yet, murmuring under his breath the sweet tune which tasted of your lips and sounded like your voice, Joker knew that you would have been beside him not through the body, but through the delicate music your soul made resound within his. Far away, but bound all the same.

[self-ship-angel]

Hey youuu ! :) Can I request a message from my f/o please ? (it's Joaquin Phoenix's Joker ;) ). I hope you're well, love !

yes of course!! SHIT I POSTED IT B4 I WAS DONE SORRY B

"hey there, kid.. its artie here, i hope youre having a great day, i know i am because i get to see your beautiful face. have i ever told you how much you comfort me? you make me feel safe and at home.. i always know i can get a laugh from you, your laughs, smile, voice, everything about you is so perfect.. youre my number supporter and i love you more than anything.."

[ohallthecrushes]

Headcanons: Reader is possessive over Joker (who wouldn’t be?)

A/N: This draft was a draft for a very long time. 😅 I think it’s ready to be out there. My wall is also ready for more Joker x Reader’s content, so here we go.

Summary: @arthurjokersgirl headcanon about Arthur/Joker with a possessive reader ? (not jealous in a awful way like stalking and looking at his phone, but insecure about he might leave her and she's anxious and angry when other women look at him with sparkling eyes).

What Arthur always wanted was to be loved. He wanted a romantic and passionate connection of souls with his one and only. He knew so little about relationships, yet he felt so much and instinctively he lived through relationship with you.

His love and devotion for you was strong and unbreakable. You knew this, you felt this, but sometimes doubts crept in.

You couldn’t stop them, they were the intrusive thoughts that weren’t true, but kept coming back to you, destroying your good mood and sabotaging your relationship.

Arthur has the same little demons in his head and you both were trying your best to deal with them.

Sometimes it was you comforting and reassuring Arthur after he got jealous, and sometimes it was you that needed the same from him.

It was never easy and sometimes it ignited a fight between you, but it had a short wick and the burning candle of jealousy burnt out fast.

You always tried to hide your jealousy and didn’t act on it, but it made you so anxious and restless that it never went unnoticed by Arthur and as soon as he noticed, he reacted quickly to make sure your imagination wouldn’t go too far with any scenario your head created.

You loved Joker and you loved how he developed into a confident, stronger and outspoken man, but you didn’t like the attention from women that he was getting now.

You were afraid that one day he might fall, not exactly for someone else, but for the tricks other women did to seduce men.

Even though Joker wasn’t that clueless and awkward when it came to social interaction, he still had some trouble to properly react and understood people’s real intentions.

What you were most afraid of was that some chick might try and succeed on seducing him, your beloved Joker.

You couldn’t shake off this feeling any time you spotted a girl blinking at him or smiling in that way.

You tried to keep it cool, but you squeezed his hand a little bit stronger and started walking a little bit faster.

Some women were into bad guys and guys with criminal records seemed to make them extra wet, and those women scared you the most.

Who knew what they were capable of to prove Joker that they adored him and were the real fans of him.

Joker always tried to shrug it off saying that he didn’t notice or telling you that he ignored that and forgot about it already.

You tried to believe him and sometimes his words and his trusting voice made it work, but sometimes you needed extra convincing that he was more than glad to provide to you.

Some days you kept him close to you and glared at anyone who dared to even look at him.

Occasionally you pulled him for a long passionate kiss in the middle of his speech to the crowd, because you could. You were the only one who could and you wanted to make that clear.

Joker rolled his eyes sometimes, but let you do whatever if it made you feel more secure and satisfied.

He knew how it was to be the jealous type and how hard it was to just try not to be. And he knew how easy one could unintentionally shake someone's faith.

He didn’t want any fight or misunderstandings that could destroy what you two had so he never did anything that could spark that jealousy in you, but deep inside him he liked, he just liked, when you got possessive. It fed his ego and gave him a proof that your love for him was as strong, intense and a little bit irrepressible as his love for you.

[ahsxual]

My Personal Teddy Bear

Pairing: Phoenix!Joker x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Request: "Heyyy !! Love your writing ! :D If it's okay for you, can you please write a headcanon with Joker 2019 and a very romantic reader who loves fluffy things ? Thank you !! <3"

Word Count: 1,9k

A/N: Thank you so much for requesting this my dear @arthurjokersgirl!! I'm really happy to know that you like my writing 🥺🥺 It means so much to me!! And I'm so sorry for taking so long, but I had a few problems in writing this fic (tumblr didn't save it, so I had to write it all over again). Anyway, I hope you enjoy this fic I made for you <33

(I don't own this image!!! If you own it, please message me and I'll give you the deserved credits)

When you and Arthur met, both of you were surprised by the amount of things that you had in common.

You two are so kind, so good-hearted, so romantic and dedicated to your partner and everything you do... and if there's something that manages to put a cute and melting smile on your faces, is when you receive, especially when it’s from one another, fluffy objects, such as teddy bears, flowers, romantic CD's, love letters... anything that involves and expresses the love you have for each other.

Whenever you idealized a relationship or whenever someone asked you to describe the "perfect man", the answer was always the same: a romantic, caring, generous and cute guy who would do anything for his girlfriend, promising to love her for all eternity.

Once other people heard your answer, they would say you were just being childish, that those types of guys weren't real and that you had to live in the real world, not some kind of princess movie, waiting for your prince to rescue and fulfill your heart with all the love he could muster... what they didn't know, was that your prince was destined to meet you the moment you were welcomed into this world.

You couldn't imagine being with anybody else: ever since you shared your first words with Arthur, you knew deep inside that he was the one for you, the love of your life, your charming prince... and as if he hasn’t told you yet, he felt exactly the same, you were his one and only that he had been waiting for so long all his lonely life.

Your chemistry was unique: you were so in love, so committed to your relationship, that you were sure that you would spend the rest of your lifes with each other. Death wasn’t able to break your chain, it was stronger that anything else in the universe. Once you had finally perished, you would marry each other as many times as you needed, twice, thrice, billions of times if it were needed. 

Arthur sees you as a sweet, gorgeous flower, being utterly different from the others by its unique beauty. He doesn’t have eyes for any other flower: you're the only one he has eyes for and feels pure love for: he even compared himself to the Little Prince, and you were the only flower in his world, yet perfect and outstanding.

He loved the fact that you were as romantic as him, because that made him feel more secure and sure of yourself. Even the little things would put your eyes in tears and make your smile grow until your red cheeks started to hurt because of his sweet gestures.

Your favorite hobbie is, after getting from a tired and exhausted day of work, laying in each other's arms on the spacious sofa while watching romantic movies or comedies to brighten your mood, covered in blankets while sharing a cup of hot tea because of the frosty cold winter.

You loved everything about Arthur and your relationship with him: it was all about trust, support, love, dedication, comprehension and understanding. He was your best friend, and you were his.

Every month he would save some extra money to buy you a present, sometimes even starving himself for days just to have enough money to buy you the most expensive gift he could afford. But of course that once you knew about this you immediately stopped him, not admitting him to do such silliness no matter how good his intentions were.

But what he didn't know, was that you were willing to play the same game: without him realizing it, you saved some cash every month as well (without starving yourself, of course), to buy tickets for a romantic movie that would debut in the cinemas.

You were so happy about it, to finally give Arthur what he deserves and to take him where he has always wanted to go since he was a little kid. But this time, he would see a romantic movie with you, giving you both an opportunity to have a decent date for you to enjoy.

You couldn't wait to see your lover's face once he knows he'd go to cinema for the very first time with the love of his life, with his one and only... with you.

On the other hand, Arthur was thinking exactly the same thing, since he had been saving some cash to give you a surprise, imagining your reaction after he had offered his gift that would mark and change your lives forever, while increasing your pure love even more, if that was even possible.

One day you went to grab your hidden piggy bank with more money to save, only to count it right after. Once you had counted it and saw that you had enough, you instantly jumped and giggled from the sheer happiness around your shared room. You made so much noise, that even Arthur who was in the living room, knocked gently on the door to make sure you were fine.

Today was the day where you finally could show your gift to him: you told him that he needed to hurry up and dress something nice, because you were going to an amazing place. He wanted to know what your plans were so bad, but he knew it was useless since you wouldn't tell him until you had arrived to the "misterious place".

Once you had arrived and had gotten out safely from the bus, you told your boyfriend to close his gorgeous ocean eyes.

"You can open them now, love." you gently said with the two tickets held in your hand, while being right in front of the cinema so he could understand your intentions.

He was immediatly dumb-founded as soon as he understood what you meant. "Y-you... you want me to go to the cinema with... with you?" his eyes started to become moist with each second that passed, and you only had time to embrace him in your eyes while assuring him that this was real, that this was really happening.

"It's ok love, it's good to let our emotions out when we need to. I'm right here if you need anything. We will have so much fun! And you know that we deserve this, it will be good for us and our relationship, right?" you look into his eyes and could see that a few tears managed to slide down from his red and cold cheeks. He was definitely crying, but from happiness, something that he never thought was possible: he could only relate tears to sadness, however you managed to prove him that the opposite was possible as well. That's what he loved about you: even having been through a lot and felt so many things from his entire life, he would always learn something new about you, him and others from you.

"I can't even thank you enough for all you have done for me, honey... If I could only retribute half that you have done for me... I would be the happiest man for seeing his future wife happy as well." you were smiling from ear to ear, but once he said the words that you always dreamed to hear from him, "future wife", you had to hold your tears back from falling down your now stunned face.

You were too distracted, or should I say too concentrated on your lover, that you didn't realize that the movie was about to start.

Once you entered the cinema room, both of you were amazed by the view: the red seats were all over the place and were very organized; the movie screen was giant, the perfect size to enjoy your movie; the background was simple, yet exquisite, giving you a sudden feeling of luxury, however you didn't care that much if you were honest. As long as you were by Arthur's side, that's all that matters, because your love is the most luxurious thing in this world.

That night was the one you've always dreamed of: you stayed close to each other while grabbing your hands firmly, yet gently, like you were terrified of someone taking the other away from yourselves; the movie contained a lot of romance, which illuminated your hearts more than the brightest stars. You could even relate yourselves to the lovely couple on the screen, which made you both smile the entire time, changing glances with each other with the most passionate stare. This made Arthur think about what he had planned for you for a long time, more specifically from the moment you shared your first kiss, because since then, he instantly knew you were the one.

It made him feel a little bit, not to say extremely, nervous as well, and when the movie ended, you thought it was necessary to ask if he was ok or if he just didn't like the movie.

"N-no! Of course I liked the movie, I actually loved it. I couldn't imagine any other date more perfect than the one you planned for us... thank you once again, it means so, so much to me, sweetheart..." he admitted, making you feel more relaxed. However, he seemed like he was hiding something else, like he had something on his mind that he couldn't let out. But then he smiled at you while grabbing your hand softly, and from that moment you knew that he was about to tell you what was stuck on his mind since he left home.

You walked out of the cinema and went outside, where you instantly felt your body shivering from the cold of the late night of Gotham... but your boyfriend made sure to warm and melt your heart in an instant.

You saw Arthur overthinking and trembling a little, and when you were about to ask him if he was cold too and wanted you to warm him up, he kneeled on the rigid ground and took a small box of your favorite color from his back pocket.

You had an idea of what was coming, yet you couldn't believe that that was what was really going to happen.

"My sweet precious, kind, and beautiful love, would you... would you l-like to ah.. m-marry me...?" his eyes seemed like they belonged to a baby puppy that was asking for affection or his favorite treat, but in this case he was asking you for being his wife... Is this a dream??

You immediately felt your eyes burning and becoming wet by the few rebellious tears that managed to escape from your lovely stare. Your hands were now in front of your gaping mouth, and you couldn't feel cold anymore. The only thing you felt in that moment, was an enormous wave of warm love that you couldn't help, but you let yourself drown.

It was at this moment that all your insecurities and fears that were related to your mutual love, were permanently defeated. Now you knew there was nothing nor anyone that would tear you apart... and you had so many goals yet to achieve as a couple.

[quinn-tessence]

Ok so...

I got inspired tonight for a headcannon by listening to Ravel's Bolero on repeat. And it's damn raunchy what my fingers wrote, with a Christmas theme. Sorry, couldn't help it. 😏🤡

Do you want this posted in the next few days, or as a Joker gift on Christmas Eve? 🤭♥️🔥

Let me know! 🤡

Xoxo

@wuika @sweet-nothings04 @impulsiveclown @ajokeformur-ray @daydreamhustler @hhandley80 @jofic059 @bananabreaddough @quinnfleck @iartsometimes @arthurflecksgirl @arthurjokersgirl

[ralugraphics]

Alright, dear Joker community, let's spice things up a bit with a challenge!

If you had to choose your 1 favorite picture of Arthur/ Carnival/ Joker that you could turn into a portrait/big print to hang up on your wall and stare at endlessly, which would it be? 🤡

Remember, you must narrow your extensive gallery to only 1 pic, your all time favorite!

Adding this gif here to highten the appetite 🤭

Here's some of you i absolutely need to know this from, but everyone else DO please join in 😍🖤

@wuika @sweet-nothings04 @littlebird92 @alvarezfernandeznatalia @iartsometimes @ajokeformur-ray @impulsiveclown @arthurflecc @life-or-something-like-lt @arthurjokersgirl @jokerlicious @arcanealaanais

[soar737]

10 questions about Joker’s movie

(Thank you for the tag @arthurjokersgirl !!! <3)

10 questions

Rules: If you wanna join this Q & A just copy and paste and change the answers :) Tag 5 people :) ENJOY

1. Whats your fave scene in Joker?

I have two favorite scenes. One is when I got a chance to read the quote I now live by "the worst part about having a mental illness is that people expect you to behave as if you don't" my second favorite is when he's on the murray show and tells the last joke murray has ever heard "what do you get when you cross a mentally ill loner with a society that abandons him and treats him like trash? I'll tell you what you get, YOU GET WHAT YOU FUCKING DESERVE!!!" I hope I never get to that point but I feel I can relate to him in both scenes

2.) The cutest scene in Joker?

Any scene with carnival, I love that clown

3.) The saddest scene in Joker?

The scene where he's reading his mothers records in the stairwell of Arkham. That scene was so heartbreaking it never failed to make me cry every time I saw it

4.) The funniest scene in Joker?

Every time I hear Arthur laugh...not from his condition but when he's genuinly happy, his natural laugh

5.) The sexiest scene in Joker?

Any scene of him dancing. I love when he dances

6.) Do you want part two?

Yes...but not with harley quinn. Love her too but I just don't think she's right for Arthur and I'd prefer if there is a second joker I hope Joaquin Phoenix plays him again

7.) How many times did you watch Joker?

About 12 times in the theater and since I bought the movie on dvd well over 100 times!

8.) Are you more of a Jokers or Arthurs girl?

I love both equally.

9.) Do you belive he was adopted?

Part of me thinks he was adopted.

10.) Worst/ most hated person in Joker?

Hoyt randall and murray.

I'll tag @honking4joker @jokerownsmyass @arthur-fleck-is-my-baby @arthurfleckinyellow @arthurflleck

[ajokeformur-ray]

OMG ! I just imagined a very cute concept ! Imagine being with Artie for a few years, sharing your life with Joker now. And after all this time, he’s still a little shy. After a shower, you walked naked into the bedroom and he see you and you can see him blushing behind his paint 💖💖 (I’m sure he will be back soon to you, angel. He loves you so much !)

OMG YOU’RE RIGHT THIS IS SO CUTE, I - ???? 🥺🥺🥺🥺 and thank you! Joker got his ass home this morning!!!! He narrowly avoided the doghouse xp 💜

Nudity + implied NSFW.

Word count: 476.

You had been with Joker for years. You knew each other like the backs of your hands but so complex and so multifaceted were your souls that each and every day did you discover something new, did you unturn a stone you previously hadn’t noticed. You were still so in love with each other, even years later, and though so much had happened to the both of you individually and as a couple, the honeymoon phase of your relationship was still very much in play.

Your soul were forever intertwined, any jagged edges of your selves sewn up and held together by the golden thread of the love which you had built up over the years between you, and your bodies had mimicked this action many a time. Joker knew every inch of your skin, he had kissed every centimetre of the vessel which held your soul within, and even still was he breathless every time you were revealed to him in all of your beauty. Even after all of this time was Joker still a little bit shy and it was just as easy to make him blush as it had in your earliest and most uncertain days.

On this evening did you wonder if you would be able to make Joker blush even through his greasepaint, and so you ‘accidentally’ left your towel in the bedroom while you were having a shower in the room opposite. Joker was relaxing on the bed, his back against the headboard and his legs outstretched in front of him, crossed at the ankles, and when you unashamedly walked into the bedroom, rivulets of water dripping off of your body and leaving puddles on the worn and threadbare carpet, Joker choked on his poorly timed inhalation on the cigarette he had almost finished.

“Y/Y-N, wh-what - “ Joker leaned over and stubbed out his cigarette into the ashtray on the bedside table. You hated it when he smoked on the bed because he got the ashes all around where he was sitting, even if he used an ashtray, but both of you knew that there was nothing you would ever deny him and so Joker never even bothered to hide it. “Where’s your towel?” 

You grinned at the slightly red hue which you could just see even from over the top of the thickly applied greasepaint. “Oh, did I forget my towel? I didn’t notice...” You winked at Joker, and his blush deepened. You knew not where your teasing had come from, but you liked the warm thrill that was running through you in this moment. Joker’s gaze sharpened and darkened, galaxies in his eyes. You were stunning and he found his breath catching in his throat. Joker extended his arms and flexed his fingers: come to me.

Who were you to say no to such a tempting offer?

AF/J @impulsiveclown @astheworlddturns @fluffedstar @jokersqueenofchaos @germansarechill @tsukiakarinobara  @lynnesm @sagyunaro  @docsportello  @flowerglitterwoman @ben-solos-writing-avenger @jokers-doll @jokershyena @arthurjokersgirl @antonija89 @lilliryth @hotpacino @obsessedandthirsty  @call-me-harley-quinn

[jokerownsmysoul]

Can you imagine Joker coming back from clowning around with a box of abandoned kittens he found in a garbage ? They are so small, they need to be feed with baby bottle. This is sooo cute !!!

OMGGG THIS IS FAR TOO CUTE! 😭😭😭 My heart 😭💕 Sweet baby he can't resist to safe a innocent life 🥺 he'd be in so much pain for these kittens, he'd recognize himself in them. Thin, weak, unloved, left in a dark alley of a cruel city like it used to happen to him when he got beaten, just babies who need love, someone to take care of them, a home. He's born to love the kindest souls, whether is you or a needy animal. "They don't deserve to suffer, I couldn't leave them behind, they... They reminded me of me." He'd tell you, holding this box with a bittersweet smile on his face: sad to have found them uncared in an alley but happy to have saved their life. Proud of himself. "They needed warmth and some love." You'd tell by his watery eyes that he's no longer talking only about these kittens. They would be head over heels in love with him, because how could it be otherwise? He's the kind of genuine soul loved by animals. Animal feel when a person is good and these kittens would feel that he's one of them 🥺💕

[self-ship-angel]

Hiiii I love your blog ! Welcome here 💖❤️ Remember that your f/o loves you no matter what. I think I will come to send you ask 💕

:0!! hey hey!! thanks for the welcome ❤❤

arthur was a pretty big f/o for awhile, so i know pretty well that he loves u!!!!!! so so much!!! he thinks youre so strong, he idolizes you for that :>

anyway- i hope you have an amazing day <3!

[call-me-harley-quinn]

I was tagged by @arthurjokersgirl (Thank you!! 🥰🥰🥰)

Post a picture of your home screen, lock screen and last song you listened to.

I tag @darkshadow90 @weebkyun @clownpropsandcigarettes @arthurflleck @arthurflecksgirl @sweet-nothings04 @arthur-flecks-lovely-smile @duhliriouss @harleenfleck @honking4joker

[cynical-sprite]

I wasn't tagged by anyone.😅 I kinda stole it from @arthurjokersgirl. It was suggested for me on my dash because of the self shipping tag, and I really wanted to do it for some of my self ships.😊

Tagging whoever wants to do it for any of their self ship(s)

❤Dante (Devil May Cry)

1. When did you get together/how long have you known them?

We've known each other and been together for several years, since Devil May Cry 3 came out. In My Devil May Cry Verse, this is how we met.

2. Nicknames, both yours for them and theirs for you!

My nicknames for Dante are usually the more common ones 'babe', 'baby', 'honey' or 'hon'. Sometimes 'sweetie'.

Dante has a wide variety of nicknames for me. His most used are 'babe' or 'baby', but he's also uses some like 'babycakes', 'sweetcheeks', 'babydoll', 'babygirl' and such. The more sappy ones he especially uses if there are other people around because he finds it amusing how embarrased/flustered I get when he uses them in public.

When he does call me by my name, he almost never uses my full name 'Rebecca'; it's always a shortened version of it, usually 'Bec', sometimes 'Becca'.

3. Who is more protective?

While I'm an extremely protective person, I'd have to say Dante is still the more protective of the two of us. Demons are extremely protective/possessive of their mate, though, in demon human hybrids, this especially manifests in protectiveness of their mate. So, while he doesn't feel these things as intensely as full demons, he still struggles with these instincts/feelings. There's also the fact that, even though he knows I'm capable of handling myself, I'm much more vulnerable physically to injury than he is seeing as how I'm only human.

4. Who’s on top?

Usually Dante, but it could really go either way depending on his mood and mine.

5. Who said ‘I love you’ first?

Dante. He casually confessed it one day before leaving on a somewhat dangerous mission, kissing me goodbye and taking his leave, leaving me standing there in shock.

6. Who gets hurt more often?

Dante gets hurt more often, though his injuries heal rather quickly. He isn't excessively cautious on missions/jobs as he knows it's not really necessary since even severe injuries will heal rather quickly. I know that I'm only human, so my limits are far greater, thus I don't take unnecessary chances that could get me seriously injured or killed.

7. Who does the household chores? Including cleaning, cooking, anything around the house.

I do. He goes on more missions/jobs than I do, so I'm home more than he does. Even when he is around, though, good luck getting him to actually tidy up or do any chores.😆

8. How do you sleep?

Usually with Dante holding me tightly in his arms, our legs tangled together. Though, it sometimes depends on the temperature; Being half demon, Dante's body temperature runs very hot, so, in summer, we tend to sleep a little farther apart from each other in bed since the temperature is already uncomfortably hot even without his added body heat. In winter, though, I cuddle as close to him as I can for heat; it's like having my own personal heater/heated blanket.

9. Favorite physical and personal feature about them?

(Can I just say my favorite physical feature of his is everything? Lol.😂) My favorite physical feature of his would have to be his smile or his hands, though his body is pretty fine, too.😉👌

My favorite personal feature of his is his sense of humor and his kindness.

10. Their favorite physical and personal feature about you?

His favorite physical feature of mine is my butt or my boobs, though he always says he loves my laugh as well.

His favorite personal feature of mine is my sense of humor. (We both have a similar sense of humor.) Though, he likes my feistiness as well; he always calls me his little spitfire or his little firecracker.😆

11. Who needs more TLC when sick?

Both of us are kind of big babies when we're sick, lol. Though, due to him being half demon, he doesn't get sick as much or as easily as a normal human would. Though I don't get sick often, he gets sick even less often.

💙Vergil (Devil May Cry)

1. When did you get together/how long have you known them?

We've known each other for several years, though we've only recently gotten together. Ironically, I hated him for quite a long time, so I certainly never imagined things going in this direction. Only recently, through a certain string of events and Vergil changing quite a bit for the better have we bonded and become close.

2. Nicknames, both yours for them and theirs for you!

I don't usually use pet names with Vergil as I know he isn't fond of it. Usually, I'll just call him by his name or a shortened version of it like 'V' or 'Verg'.

As I said, he's not overly fond of pet names; the only one he'll really use is 'dear' or 'my dear'.

Usually just calls me by my name, though never a shortened version of it. He calls me by my full name 'Rebecca' because he thinks it's a lovely name and any shortening of it does it no justice.

3. Who is more protective?

While I'm an extremely protective person, again, I'd have to say Vergil is the more protective of the two of us. Like I said, demons are extremely protective/possessive of their mate, though, in demon human hybrids, this especially manifests in protectiveness of their mate. And, like Dante, while he doesn't feel these things as intensely as full demons, he still struggles with these instincts/feelings. And again, there's also the fact that, even though he knows I'm capable of handling myself, I'm much more vulnerable physically to injury than he is seeing as how I'm only human.

4. Who’s on top?

Vergil. Always Vergil. He's always the dominant one.

5. Who said ‘I love you’ first?

I did, though I was terrified he wouldn't reciprocate my feelings; I was wrong. When I confessed it to him, he was stunned for a moment before kissing me in a way that told me everything I needed to know, that he felt the same.

6. Who gets hurt more often?

Probably me. Vergil is careful and calculated; he doesn't take unnecessary risks, even on missions. As a result, he rarely gets injured. Even though I'm only human and, knowing this, I don't take unnecessary risks on missions, I still get injured more often than he does seeing as how, being human, I'm more vulnerable to injury than he is.

7. Who does the household chores? Including cleaning, cooking, anything around the house.

I do. You'd never catch Vergil doing chores.

8. How do you sleep?

Vergil is almost always the big spoon, holding me close from behind, his arms wrapped tightly around me. (It's extremely rare for Vergil to be the little spoon; this won't happen unless he's having an EXTREMELY bad night, being relentlessly haunted by painful and traumatizing memories.) Though as with Dante, it also sometimes depends on the temperature; Like Dante, due to being half demon, Vergil's body temperature runs very hot, so, in summer, we tend to sleep a little farther apart from each other in bed since the temperature is already uncomfortably hot even without his added body heat. In winter, though, I cuddle as close to him as I can for heat; it's like having my own personal heater/heated blanket.

9. Favorite physical and personal feature about them?

My favorite physical feature of his is his eyes or his lips. Though, his butt isn't bad either.👌

My favorite personal feature of his... if you'd have asked me this years ago, I wouldn't have had an answer.😆 My favorite personal feature about him is his confidence and elegance. Though I also VERY MUCH love that he was able to change and make himself a better person. I also love that, as stoic and broody as he acts, there is a softer side buried underneath.

10. Their favorite physical and personal feature about you?

His favorite physical feature of mine is my legs and my eyes. He has also called my lips 'pretty' on more than one occasion.

His favorite personal feature of mine is my determination/perseverance and mental strength. He also loves that, while most others would back down, I'm not afraid to put him in his place if needed.

11. Who needs more TLC when sick?

Definitely me. Though I don't get sick often, I'm a huge baby when I'm sick. Vergil will often complain about this, but at the same time, he won't hesitate to get me anything I need. Like Dante, he rarely gets sick. Seeing as he's half demon, he doesn't get sick as easily or as often as a normal human would.

[ahsxual]

Ok, sooo I just wanted to spread some love to some wonderful people who matter a lot to me: even tho I never saw them in real life, I don't care!! What matters is that, even if they don't know, they manage to put a smile on my face every time I see them in my notifications. It's also important to refer that I deeply appreciate all my followers. The ones who I'll mention down below are the ones who I interact and see more often in my notifications. So yeahhh, here we go:

@heavymetalnarwhal / @feral-trash-panda: the special cutie who talks to me every day and who actually makes an effort to get a nice and decent conversation with me! Hey girlie, you know what?? I ADORE you. Thank you so, so much for being so nice and patient with me, I won't forget!! 💖

@moonimagines: my other sweetheart, my beautiful, my love, the precious girl who's always supporting me in the comments of my fics, tagging me and asking me questions when almost nobody else does. Do you know how much that means to me?? I APPRECIATE YOU!! 💗

@jokersspookyhyena: my favorite writer of all time. Every time I see she has posted a new fic, my heart starts pumping wildly!! Thank you so much for giving us the opportunity to read your work, to make me feel SO excited, accepted and happy (and horny lmao) for reading them, I love your work and I love you!! 💜💚

@harlequinjoke: Idk if you will see this, but I still want to tell you that no matter for how long we haven't talked, you will always be my sweet Harlequin. The first who I really talked to and enjoyed every moment/conversation. You're such a kind and pretty soul, you're so funny, so cute... you are perfect!! Love you a lot beautiful ❤️🖤

@ajokeformur-ray: ohh this girl right here should get the award of the kindest soul on this planet!! We have only talked a few times, but I could still see how nice, how dedicated, how patient and kind you are. You are genuine and good to everyone, and that's such a wonderful gift to this world! I'm happy I had the pleasure of meeting someone like you... oh wait, that's not possible because you're unique! Never change who you are ❤️

@mermaidpowers1 this angel!! The one who always appears in my notifications, the one who requested me a fanfic when I wanted to write, the one who's always there and we barely shared a word! I wish I could talk to you more, because I really like you! 🤗🧡

@liz-rdwitch: my beautiful, my sweetheart. We've stopped talking for a while, but I still like you so so much! I wish I could talk to you again, because you're so so nice!! It would be a pleasure to go back to the old days lol 💕

@arthurflecc: you... you're just... amazing! I have no words to describe you... You offered to help me whenever I needed it most, you could be mad at me or at something that we both know, however you chose to be kind and respectful, which is something that I deeply admire in you and won't forget. Thank you so much for everything, you are an amazing person!! 💚

@fan-of-pretty-much-2-much: well, of course I wouldn't forget about you!! I love your comments and opinions on my fics, it really makes my days better!! Thank you so, so much for it, I truly appreciate it and you as well 🤍

@mountainjiwish: my bestieee!! You should get so much more recognition for your incredible, unique and extraordinary work. You have a future in writing, my man! Thank you for all you did for me, I couldn't think of anyone better to be by my side. You're my rock, my confident, (this will sound controversial, but you know what I mean) even my brother! Thank you for being in my life, I appreciate you a lot 🖤🖤

@bloodinmylamb0: Ohh girl, you should know how strong, nice and courageous you are!! I love chatting with you, you're such an interesting person to talk to. I wish you all the best luck in this world, and can't wait to see you happy for good!! Whenever you need it, I will be always here 💓

@jokerownsmysoul: omggg you're so, so nice and kind!! Such an angel that we have here: you're so cute, so kind-hearted, and I appreciate every comment you make! Thank you for liking my work, there's nothing that makes me happier than to know that! 💘

@impulsiveclown: Ohh I won't forget about you!! Your comments are so, so precious to me. They make my heart melt just from reading them! Thanks for all your support on my fics, it means a lot to me, sweetie 💞

The beauties who will be tagged after this essay, mean so much to me as well! I just can't say much about you because I haven't talk to you yet (but I wish!!), so I don't know exactly what to say. However, I still appreciate each and every single one of you, and let me tell you that whenever you need it, you can always send me a message! I will always be here, helping whenever you need anything, and I'm available to talk about whatever you want 💝: @arthurflecksgirl @arthurskitten @ode-to-ledger @jokerslittlekeeper @joaqz-phoenix @loveletterstoledger @antonija89 @jokers-pencil @melancholiqueclown @ivedescoveredheathsjoker @hypnoticjoker @joaquinfeed @call-me-harley-quinn @ohallthecrushes @daddyarthurfleck @daincrediblegg @royaleclown @anyatheladyclown @jxkermp4 @notcallingyoualiar @ladyoftheseastuff @funtomimagines @arthurjokersgirl @lchan3706 @tsukiakarinobara @arthurflecksboothang @into-crazy @forever-fleck @honking4joker @clownpropsandcigarettes @soulsdontbreaktheybeeend @iartsometimes @chocolateanddemons @ellovett (I'm so sorry if I didn't tag someone!! I'll probably add you once I notice <33)

[fleckcmscott]

I was tagged by @arthurjokersgirl.

Post a screenshot of your lock screen, home screen and the last song you listened to. (My home and lock screen are the same and equally boring. 😂)

I’ll tag @sweet-nothings04, @rommies, and @soulsdontbreaktheybeeend.

[harleenfleck]

Drop your favorite picture of Arthur and Joker and tag 8 people to do the same!

Thank you for the tag @arthurjokersgirl ❤️❤️❤️❤️

Have and appreciate his beautiful smile, his cigarette and his naughty face

Don't you think he it's beautiful? 🤡❤️✨

I'm tagging @thegirlwho @starksclown @arthurs-sweater @therealjokerking10 @jokerho3 @another-day-in-chuckletown @jokerflecker :3