#i havent used watercolors in a hot minute

[takonxmz]

“In another life, I would've really liked just doing laundry and taxes with you.”

@heyholmesletsgo 's XiYao prompt for MDZS Gotcha for Gaza -- Thank you for donating!

Here is a less ~oohhh angLeS~~ version

[beaversatemygrandma]

I was just handed a rock and some oil paints by my bf’s mom.  I gotta paint a frog rock for rent.

Let’s Do This

Now how do i paint a frog?? 

[arthurflecksgirl]

Hello ♡♡♡ Could you write a request where the female reader wants to visit a circus in town with Arthur? Arthur will agree, but he wants to go as Joker to the circus and he is very sweet and romantic to you. And at the circus it will end in chaos, because a bunch of idiots insult Joker. The female reader trys to calm Joker down, but something will happen. That would be so beautiful if you could write that.

Hey my dear friend :) Here it is and I really really really hope you enjoy it :) Love you, sweety.

The smell of coffee in the morning mixed with Arthurs voice humming a Sinatra song was the best way to start in the day. There was always a song hanging on his lips. Oh those lips, you couldnt wait to kiss them in about a minute, when he`ll get back in bed with you, sharing his Murray Franklin show cup. There was no need for two different cups. You both loved to share everything with each other. Even the little things like a hot cup of coffee to get the sleepiness out of your bones.

"Good morning, my love" he said when he came back from the kitchen, placing a sloppy kiss on your mouth, the sweetest  smile on his face. His bed hair was one of those things you couldnt ever get enough of. It made you feel so at home seeing him like that. It made him look even more vulnerable.

You took a sip and put the newspaper away. Arthur grabbed it and started reading the news. "Seems like Gotham is in trouble again. What else is new?" he said. His puppy eyes staring at the pages.

You felt the warm coffee down your throath, it tasted even better knowing that Arthur made it for you. " So sad....but you know what?" you handed him the cup "I just read something else on page three. There will be a circus on Amusement mile today. And I was wondering if you want to go there with me? Just the both of us. Maybe there will be clowns. Nicer ones than your work mates."

Arthur lit himself a cig and leaned back "You think so? I know most clowns here in Gotham. Most of them are hired ones. HaHas`s used to work for Amusement mile,too." he closed his eyes "...but....sure...if you wanna go and have a look. I`m always up for a surprise. I mean, you never know, right? Maybe we`ll meet some nice people around here  for a change. Tourists or something" he joked.  

He was right. The only nice people you met in Gotham was tourists. The citizens of this city seemed cold hearted and rude. Growing up in this block must have been hell for a sweet soul like Arthur.

"So you wanna go?"

Arthur blew out the smoke "Yeah...why now? But maybe I should put on a costume or something. I`m sure Randall and his friends will go there too and I dont want them to ruin our day. " There was a subtile sadness in his voice while he said so. You didnt knew that Randall was still picking on him. But appearently he did. "Oh I havent thought of that, Artie. Look, if you dont wanna go its okay. We can just stay home. It will be just as nice."

He took a deep drag of his cigarette "Oh. No it`s fine. I wanna go there with you,too. It will be great to go to the city. We`ll walk down the streets and I`ll be holding your hand, showing everyone around that you are my girl." he grinned. "I just dont my work mates to come up to us. I know them well enough to be sure that they will talk some shit."

You lay your head upon his chest and pulled him closer "So what are you thinking of. They will also recognize you in your Carnival costume".

"Yeah, I know" he mumbled while he put the cig in the ashtray. "I have to think of something different" he ran his fingers through his hair. You couldnt help but placing kisses along his collarbone. He looked so delicious.

"Mhhh....I love it when you do that Y/N"

"I know" you moved to reach his right collarbone and did the same. Arthur stroke your hair  "I was thinking about wearing the red suit maybe. And the Joker make up."

His words surprised you. "Really? You haven`t put your Joker outfit on for like...a year or two?" He nodded "Or even longer. But I dont know...Today I feel like it. I mean...if thats okay with you. I understand if you dont feel comfortable with me wearing the...."

Your kiss interuppted his words "Of course thats totally fine with me. However you feel, sweetheart."

He took you deeper in his arms "There is no particular reason behind it. I just need a costume in which they won`t recognize me from a distance. And I feel like wearing red today. So....dont worry about anything, okay? "

"Okay" you kissed him again. The taste of coffee and cigs still lingering on the corner of his lips.

"When is it starting?" he asked.

"I guess it already has been started half an hour ago."

"Oh. Wanna get ready?" he jumped out of bed with excitement as you agreed, disappearing in the bathroom. You could hear his steps. He was dancing around to the music in his head. Brushing his bed hair. "Hey baby, wanna help me dying my hair?"

You didnt hesitate to enter the bathroom and get the bottle with the green hair dye. Arrthur sat down, humming a song you didnt recognized. "What song is it?" you asked while you started to put the color in his hair. "It just came to me a minute ago" he said in his dreamy voice "Maybe I should play it on my ukulele. It`ll be perfect for it". Your fingers seperated his curls from one another, making sure to get every strain colored in.  "Oh, I would definitely love to hear it. Maybe you could even sing". Arthur shrugged "I`m not a great singer". "Yes you are!" you now put your fingers into his curls. So soft to the touch. Arthur always claimed to not be a good singer, but you have heard him so many times, you knew he had a wonderful singing voice. Maybe he was just fishing for compliments, which was just as cute. "C`mon, Artie. You could sing it to me wehile I`m helping you with your Joker make up. How does that sound?" he chuckled "Okay, okay. You won!"

You put the hair dye beside "Done. Now lets get the watercolor make up. Where did yo put it?"

"By the big mirror" he said.

"Oh, of course, gimme a sec" you headed for the make up and a weird feeling overcame you as you touched it.  You couldnt tell what it was about but it was there.

Back to the bathroom Arthur held his ukulele. The surprised look on your face amused him "Where does that came from? I was just out of the room for like....a minute".

"It`s magic" he blinked at you, starting to pull the strings.

"I really wanna hear it. But I cant put your make up on while you`re playing an instrument, sweety".

"Try it"

"I will, but don`t complain if it looks all messy afterwards"

"I wouldnt mind" he smirked. "It will look messy later today anyway. After I kissed you so hard the make up wouldnt stand a chance."

You put as much make up on as possible while his face was moving. Hearing his beautiful voice made it so hard to concentrate.

"Thats a beautiful song, Arthur. I really, really love it" he put the ukulele away. "That was all i needed to hear to feel better, now I will make it easier for you." He leaned back and closed his eyes while you did his lips. The crisp edges on the corner of the fake smile,the shapes around his eyes.  You already felt the urge to kiss those red lips and ruin your work. What a marvel he was. A true piece of art.

After you were done he rinsed out his hair and looked into the mirror. You catched him looking at himself. There was still so much sadness inside of him. Hidden behind all of this. But you also saw the difference since you started dating. He wasnt as sad as he used to be anymore. It was a different kind of sadness. A transformed one. One that was much easier to carry on his fragile shoulders.

His reflection stared back at him, unsure of who he actually is.

"Can you get me the suit? Its on the left side in my wardrobe"

"Oh, of course" you headed to the bedroom and caught him still staring at himself as you got back. "Here it is" you handed him the Joker outfit, like he used to call it.

"Thanks Y/N." he changed his clothes without saying a word. He also did it very slowly, like he put much thought into this kinda transformation. He needed to feel it. To get into the mood.

After he put on the last sock he turned to you "How do I look?"

"Stunning" your hand touched his "Breathtaking".

He smirked before he checked the mirror again "I dont know....something doesnt feel quite right....whatever. Never mind. Lets just go. C´mon. Get your clothes. We`re gonna have a good day anyway."

He took you under his arm and kissed you on the forehead. His kiss felt almost light hearted, which surprised you after the way he looked at his own reflection.

Amusement mile was as crowded as expected. Serveral street artist such as painters, dancers ,musicians, athletes and small animals filled the place. And clowns. A lot of them. Most of them in bright colored costumes.

"Oh, these are a lot of clowns" Arthur said, sqeezing your hand. "But only one of your kind". He smiled and leaned in to kiss you. Compliments still made him happy as a lttle boy on christmas eve. "Are you feeling good, Artie?"

"I am. Yeah. I actually am. "

"So good to hear. Should I....call you Joker now?"

The sweetest smile lingered on his lips "Nahhh. No need to. To you am am still Arthur. But....you can call me Joker later tonight...if you know what I am talking about...." the smirk grew.

"I would like that. I cant wait to ruin your make up".

Arthur stopped and took your face in his hands "Admit it. Thats whay you put it on by yourself in the first place. Because it will be so much fun to ruin it." His stare weakened your knees within seconds.

"Maybe..."

Arthur put his lips on yours, moving his mouth gently from side to side before he parted your lips with his tongue, allowing you to taste him.

You walked down the street with him, your head still spinning from his kiss. Arthur stopped by te piano man and carefully listened. You could feel his body moving, even though it was barely visible. You felt him vibing next to you. The music finding its way in and out of him. "C`mon abby, dance with me" he raised your hands and started to spin you around in circles, pulling you close to his chest "Youre my one and only. You know that right?" "Dito!" you replied, stroking his green hair. He was so incredibly beautiful it hurt.

"Wanna check out the clowns?"

You nodded "Yeah, we just have to cross the street, they`re right over there" you pointed at the graffity wall before you both headed over.

Arthur watched a clown doing a magic trick with a little girl. She took a card from him and giggled. You could tell that Arthurs heart filled with love immediately. He loved kids. And he loved to make them laugh. "See how her eyes shine? Thats the best part of my job" he said in his soft tone.

"I wish I could show her a trick,too. But I`ve got nothing with me. I`m not Carnival today, right?"

"Right. But I guess you can still mae her laugh. I mean, you know some great jokes."

He lit himself a cigartette "You think so?"

"I do"

"I know some jokes for kids....maybe you`re right. I should ask her if she wants to hear some" he inhaled the smoke, looking like a painting thats hanging in a museum. Sometimes it was hard to belive that he was actually real.

Arthur waited on the sidewalk until the magic trick has been done, snipped his cig away and walked up to the little girl. You followed him and couldnt await to hear the joke he would  tell her.

Suddenly the lttle girl started to run. Arthur really wanted to tell her a joke, so he ran after her.

"Hey, you" he yelled. The girl stopped, looking at him with big eyes. "I was wondering if.....you would like to hear a joke." Now you catched up too. Standing right beside him and her.

The kid pointed at him "You`re a fast runner".

Arthur smiled "Thank you. You are pretty fast,too. I almost didnt catch you" he blinked.

"I would like to hear a joke Mr. Clow.n." she giggled.

"You can call me Joker" he replied making a majestic gesture.

"Joker! Thats such a funny name"

"Yeah?"

"Mmmhh hmm"

Arthur kneed down to her "Okay here`s one...Whats colorful and stuck between an elephants feet?"

"I have no idea Joker" she shook her head and waited for the punchline.

"A slow clown" Arthur tried not to laugh at his own joke, which was always hard for him.

The little girl chuckled "Thats a funny one."

"See?" he said "Thats why it`s so important to be fast".

She started laughing even more "I like your make up, Joker".

"Thank you, sweety. Whats your name?"

"I`m  Aly"

"Hello Aly. So...where are your parents?"

She turned around "Somewhere over there. Í`m not sure. I stopped to see the magician and when I turned around they were gone."

Arthur looked at me "Oh no! We should try to find them. I guess they are already looking for you." You nodded and so did the little girl.

He took her by the hand and you headed into the direction she said her family went. The streets were so crowded it was hard to find someone. "How do your parants look like?" you asked and she gave a discription "Alright, we`re gonna find them, I promise" Arthur said.The little girl smiled "I know, Joker. I`m not scared or something. I know they aren`t far. They never go far. But....will you stay with me until we found them?"

"Sure, sweetheart. You are very brave." he replied in his sweetest voice.

Your heart melted seeing him with the kid. he was the kindest soul. Always thinking about others, while his whole life no one ever thought about protecting him.

All of the sudden the angry voice of a man appeared close behind us.

"Stop!" he yelled "Stop him!"

You and Arthur turned around immediately. All went so fast.

The stranger threw himself against Arthur. He fell to the ground and so did Aly.She started to cry from hurting her knee. The stranger slapped Arthur in the face "How dare you!" he yelled.

"Let go of him? What are you doing? Let him go!" you screamed as he punched Arthur one more time.

Arthur tried to cover his head with his hands "Stop it, please." he begged.

The man let go of him and stood up, while Arthur was still lying on the ground. You kneed down to him, stroking his hurting cheek "Oh my god, darling, are you okay?" he nodded "Yeah".

Aly was crying hard watching this. The man standing tall in front of us "You fucking circus freak. I saw what you just did. You tried to kidnap the little girl".

"What?" you helped Artie to get up. His Joker make up was smeared.

"God no. She lost her parents in the crowd and I wanted to help her find them...." he tried to explain.

"Its true" you threw in  "How dare YOU to punsh my boyfriend in the face without even knowing the whole story?"

The man looked at both of you with disgust in his face "I know freaks like the two of you. You go to these events to harass people."

"Dont call him a freak" you felt the anger rising inside of you and took a step closer to the man.

He ignored you and got up to Arthur to spit him in the face.

Arthur looked shocked. He wiped the spit away and tried to get a look at Aly. She was gone.

"Look what you did!" he yelled to the rude man`s face "She`s gone now. If she doesnt find her parents now it`s your fault, you fucker!"

"What did you just called me?"

Arthur took a step closer to him. They faced each other now. The tension between them was terrible. You just felt that something bad would happen.

You turned around to get a glimpse of Aly, but there was no chance to make her out in the crowd.

"I said you are a fucker!" Arthur yelled to his face "This little girl needed help. And I was there. I just wanted to tell her a joke in the first place"

"Artie?" you tried to sound calm, hoping he would calm down too. "Maybe its better to ignore him. We should go now" you touched his arm.

"No, its okay Y/N. I got this."

The man laughed at his face "A joke huh? I will tell you a joke right now". His fist hit Arthur right in the stomach, so hard he once again fell to the ground. That stranger was much taller and bigger than him. It looked like Artie couldnt stand a chance against him. A kick. And another.

You watched out for the police. Nothing. All the people just passed by without even looking at him.

"You still want to tell jokes now?" the man asked, while Arthur stood up again.

"Arthur are you okay? Please darling, lets just go home, okay?"

He kissed you on the forehead "I`m fine. Don`t worry about me, okay? Its just....a scratch. I will take care of him".

He turned back to the man and reached down his pocket "I think I`ve got a special joke for you".

The man laughed. It sounded kinda evil. "I`m sure you do. Because you are the joke after all. Right? I mean look at you. You are not even a real clown. What is this outfit and make up?  I`m sure under all this face paint hides a scared little boy who is crying for his mommy to take care of him."

You could tell from Arturs eyes that this one hit him right in the feels. He swallowed hard. He tried not to let it show but you knew him so well.

"Whats the similarity between a bag of chips and a gun?" his crisp smirk looked so intense.

The man rolled his eyes.

"When you pull one out, everybody wants to be your friend" Arthur pulled out the gun.

You didnt even knew he got it with him.

For a second there you held your breath.

The man started to shake "Dude, listen...."

"I know" Arthur chuckled "I`m a funny guy."

"Arthur. Please. Lets just go home" you begged. You couldnt stand the thought of this situation to escalate. What if Arthur got hurt?

He looked at you in the softest way possible while the gun was still pointed at the man. He held it ow enough for no one to notice. People used to be so ignorant around here. ""We`ll be home early today, honey. You know I can`t miss my fave comedy shows".

The man held his hands above his head "Lets just forget about this okay. Don`t shoot. "

Arthur pointed the gun at him "I will put my gun away now, if you will let us go find the little girl. I need to know if she found her family. Do you understand what I am telling you?"

The man nodded.

"Alright."  Arthur put the gun back into his pockets, grabbed your hand and walked down the street. So many people passing by without even looking. No one noticed. No one ever did.

"Lets find Aly" he said to you. You felt reliefed taht you finalyl got out of this situation. But then.....there was a noice. A scream. Hands grabbing you from behind. The man was still after you and he didnt hesitate to attack you this time. He jumped on your back, dragging you to the ground, hurting you  while he tried to keep you down. You screamed for help right before you heard the gunshot.

Arthur fired the gun,

He did it.

To protect you.

Your heart was racing so fast it felt like you coudlnt breathe anymore.

The man screamed from the top of his lungs.

He was still alive.

"Arthur!" you yelled "What did you do?"

He picked you off the ground " Dont worry. I only pointed at his leg. He`ll be fine. But I couldnt allow him to hurt my baby. C`mon." He lifted you up and  carried you all the way through the crowd. Leaving the man sobbing  and cursing on the pavement.

"Artie. I wanna go home"

"I know, baby, I know. We will. Are you hurt?"

"He hurt my back when he attacked me But I guess I will be fine".

"Okay. Soon we`ll be home."

He carried you all the way to the subway station and you couldnt belive your eyes as you saw Aly sitting there wth her parants.

"Joker!" she yelled with the happies voice "Thats him" she said to her dad "Thats the friendly clown who wanted to help me find you. But then this man came up and..."

You both sat down beside them.

"I`m sorry " her mum said "Aly has a strong imagination".

Arthur smiled "No. Its all true. I talked to her earlier. I´m glad she is with you again".

"Really?" her mum looked surprised.

"See?" the little girl stick out her tongue "I wasnt lying at all."

"Sorry Aly"

"His name is Joker and he knows some really really good jokes. "

Arthur stroke the little girls hair "I`m so happy you think I`m funny"

"The funniest clown there eeeeeeever was" she giggled.

Your subway was about to arrive so you said your goodbyes. "It was a pleasure to meet you, sweet girl" Aly smiled at him and whispered to him "Hey, can I tell my mum that joke you told me? The one with the elephant?"

"Sure you can!"

"Thank you, Joker."

You both waved at her while you stepped into the subway and  from the distance you could hear Aly telling his joke to her parants. "Whats colorful and stuck between an elephants feet?"

When you got home, you both fell into bed. Arthur didnt even wiped his make up off. He carelessly threw his clothes on the floor and put the gun away.

"I`m sorry" he sighed "This wasnt going quite as we planned it."

You wiped a strain of hair  out of his face  "It wasnt your fault, Artie. People are so ignorant and rude around here."

He kissed the tip of your nose "I´m so glad he didnt hurt you ".

"I`m glad you`re fine, Artie. "

He lifted up the blanket for you to crawl under it "Lets just  enjoy each other. The world outside these windows  means nothing compared to your touch".

You crawled into his protective arms and closed your eyes.

"That girl" he whispered "She thought I was funny".

"You are funny, Arthur!"

"Thank you for saying this" he kissed into your hair.

"Well..." he smirked...."Now that we got home earlier....we have a lot of time in our hands...." he started to stroke your thigh, whispering in your ear "You can call me Joker now".

"Kiss me, Joker! Kiss me all night long" you whispered back, as your lips found his, tasting the red lipstick and a little bit of blood from being punched in the face.

Arthur smiled between the kisses, knowing that this was all he ever needed.

The certainty of being loved.