#Arthur fleck x male reader

[marksbear]

How you met!

WARNINGS: Stalking, fighting, mentions of guns, Scars, implied murder, chains. Shouting, B/n= Best friends name. C/n= Character name, G/n= gang name BUNCH OF RANDOM PEOPLE/CHARACTERS

James Mcavoy: You met James at Oscars you had just won an award for Best Supporting actor, and you just finished your speech. Once you got back to your table you started to cry of happy tears while your co-stars hugged you and praised you for your work. People started to walk over to your table congratulating you for winning. And one of them was James Mcavoy once y'all started to chat y'all hit it off fast. You both were talking to each other like y'all have known each other for years. After hours it felt like even though it was only twenty minutes James gave you his number and walked off to his table.

Arthur Fleck:You didn't know why you chose to stay in Gotham. I mean like you knew this was a horrible place to live there, but you wanted to stay close to home and your family. One day you took the wrong path to work, and you saw some kids jumping a clown. "Hey!" All the kids turned around and faced you "Back off of the clown unless you want you to handle me I'm not afraid to fight brats like y'all." You stood tall trying to seem more tough. And you reached for your back pocket trying to trick the kids that you have a gun. So the kids saw your arm reach back and they ran away. You made sure they were gone for sure and looked at the beaten up clown on the floor, you walked up to him and crouched down to him checking his pulse to make sure he was alive. Arthur turned around and stared at Y/n handsome features Arthur faced beamed with red ,and started to get embarrassed and flustered. Arthur felt like he met his soulmate, the one. "Hello pal?" y/n waved a hand in Arthur's face "Uhm- Hello thank you for helping me..." Y.n gave him a big smile and said "No problem Uh-" Arthur! My name is Arthur." Y/n reached Arthur's hand and helped him up. "Stay safe Arthur" Y/n lets go of Arthur and walks away back to his way to work .

Peter Parker: You were the nice guy type of jock. You had good grades, didn't really get into trouble unlike your friends and you were great at sports. One day in chemistry class your teacher allowed partners. Usually you always picked your friends but you felt like you wanted to meet someone new. So you looked around for someone that peeked your interest, so you picked Peter parker. At first it was really awkward and after a couple minutes later it had gotten less awkward and y'all even exchanged numbers.

Joe Goldberg: It was love at first sight...well to Joe once you stepped foot in the book store Joe was already thinking about your every feature. He thought you were breathtaking and he started to feel the same feelings he had for beck but even stronger. He didn't think you haven't noticed his starring yet, but you already felt it the moment you entered so you acted dumb looking around for the book your boyfriend asked for. Once you found it and went to the cash register Joe got to see you up close with all your glory. He memorized the way you smell, how your hair looks, the way you dressed Joe thought he was blessed to witness you and all your beauty. After minutes of Joe starring you finally spoke up "Uhm hello" Joe stopped daydreaming and greeted you back "Oh sorry hi." You placed the book on the desk and said "How are you today uh...Joe" you had read his name tag and gave out your hand so he could shake it. Which he gladly took "I'm good...-" "y/n." you had cut him out. "Well nice to meet you Y/n, lovely book you picked out." Joe spoke with a smile, "Thanks it's one of my boyfriends favorite books." Joe dropped the smile quickly and told you the price which you paid for and said your goodbye and left. Joe was heartbroken but it didn't stop him from loving you...

Aaron Hotchner: You were held captive by the unsub aka your father. Your father had killed people who looked like you and wanted to save you for last. He hated you so much, he had dark thoughts about the ways he wanted to kill you like chopping you up to pieces, burning you alive, and shooting you down. He killed others like the way he wanted to do you. The BAU tracked you down to save you after they pieced the puzzle. You were in the basement chained up all bruised, your thin/chubby/athletic body had cuts and blood. The only thing you focused on was the pain in your body not evening noticing the shots and gunshots and the footsteps all over the house. The door had slammed open and you looked up at the bright lights and your sore eyes trying to adjust to it. You heard someone say something but you couldn't make it out ,so you shouted "Over here!" voice sounds dry and in obviously in pain. The tall man jogged to you and started asking questions while taking the chains off of you, you weren't listing you were just hypnotized at his handsome features "Do you know how long you were her-" "Im y/n l/n nice to meet you and thanks for saving me sweetheart." You spoke in a flirty tone with a weak smirk on your face. The man's cheeks had a light pink "Nice to meet you as well y/n" he spoke in a soft tone. You sat up and took his hand and shake it "your name is?" you say in a curious way "Agent Hotch" "Well agent Hotch I think we should get out of here" Hotch nods and picks you up bridal style leaving the basement you were thinking that you wished that you'll be able to him again.    

Hannibal Lecter: It surprised you that you got an invitation to one of Hannibal lecter dinner parties. When you arrived you'd hope it wouldn't be to awkward since you only knew one person really and that was your bf/gf/s/o. You and your s/o walked around exploring the house a little until y'all reached the dinning room. You'd both talked only to each other while when people tried to talk to y'all you both only spoke a few words since you had different interest then most people at the party. Your s/o excused themselves to go to the bathroom and Hannibal lecter excused himself as well after fifteen minuets had passed and you grown suspicious of how long they were gone for, so you left to find your s/o. When you creaked open the bathroom door you didn't see them so you searched the house for them at your last destination you reached the basement door and opened it and peaked it in. You didn't see anything and walked in carefully. You stopped walking heart beating rapidly you looked at the floor that's where your s/o is laid there chest and stomach ripped apart and the heart in their hands like it was trying to give it to you. You felt disgusted hands shaking as well your legs you can smell the strong stench of blood...Then you heard it. The door had locked the you tried to move but your legs and arms stayed still. Some footsteps walked towards you and felt breathing in your neck and hands on your waist and pulled you back making you lay on their body. "Do you like it?" the deep voice spoke. You didn't reply at all and just stared at your s/o lifeless body part of you wanted to scream and fight back but the other part of you just wanted to expect your fate. "I'm Dr lecter and you are?" you didn't reply  straight away but after a while you said in a scared tone "M/n..." "Alright M/n... this will only hurt a little" "Wha-?" SNAP your body dropped to the floor knock out cold... Hannibal Lecter isn't gonna kill you no he was gonna keep you.

Tom Hardy: You were the leading actor and Tom was your love interest. Today was the day for the big kiss. You were more than nervous you never thought you were gonna kiss a top tier actor like him. When in the dressing room on Facetime with your best friend and you were just gushing about Tom hardy and making up embarrassing scenarios that could happen. "Tom Hardy is so so cool and I'm so lame I could never be on his level!" you say whining "What if I slip on air and kiss him by mistake mid dialogue!! That would be so embarrassing." "I should just retire from acting before I humiliate myself..." You sigh heavy "I-" "SHUT UP M/N!!!" Your best friend yelled into the phone "It's gonna be okay just  say your lines wait for him to say his lines and kiss. easy as that m/n." "M/N!" one of your cast members called out of your trailer. "Coming! bye b/n!!" You hung up and walked outside with your cast member mumbling your lines to yourself. You scanned the set it has with the scented candles , roses,  and a bed. You thought your life was over you looked to your left to see a shirtless Tom Hardy with a silk robe loosely on and black sweat pants. You couldn't help to get dirty thoughts and become flustered. Everyone was ready to get the show on the road. You were shirtless and wore sweats that showed your (Athletics,chubby,thin.) body that made people fall in love. The cameras started rolling and you saw Tom  open the door slowly with the robe on but this time without the sweatpants you swallowed hard you felt your face heat up "You like what you see c/n?" Tom spoke in a seductive tone and did a 360 for a better look. You wanted to go off script so bad and straight out make out with him right now. You stood up and walked to him and looked at him and his body with longing eyes "You look so handsome my dear, it's a shame that you'll have to take off this later" pulling on the robe softly. Tom giggled and you placed some kisses on his neck softly going off script a little slowly bringing him to the bed "C/n?" "yes my dear?" "Do you love me?" "Of course I do my love!" "So... you wouldn't mind if I do this?" "Do what-" You were cut off by Tom's soft lips you naturally leaned into the kiss and placed tom onto the bed and got in between his legs  making out with him. "CUT!!" The director yelled and you pulled blushing so hard "Good work everyone! the director said "See ya at 30." everyone left.. You turned around to Tom and you felt someone grab your arms and pull you down onto the bed. Tom leaned in and whispered "Would you like to get dinner ye?" he spoke in a calming tone. "Yes dinner would be great!!" You gave Tom a huge smile and walked away.

Tommy Shelby: You are a leader of your own gang. You own clubs and bars but mostly the clubs bring you more money. Some of your men got into trouble with the Peaky Blinders, so you arranged a meeting with the Shelbys to try to solve this problem. Currently you're waiting in one of the private rooms in the club smoking and just out of space. "Sir the Shelby has arrived" one of your dancers says and leaves the room quietly to get him. Moments later Thomas Shelby comes into the room. You were hooked on his eyes and his body figure. You were barely listening only to some important things. "Do I make myself clear Mr L/n?" you took a minute to get yourself back together "Yeh" and you nod your head yes. "Good well I'll be off" Tommy says and starts to leave and one of the dancers starts to escort him to the exit.  Once he was out of an ear shot one of your favorite dancers says "Were you even listening?"  "Nope."

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[montimer]

Insecure

Arthur x gn reader

Summary: you are insecure about you're body, Arthur will change ur opinion.

Hc's

Warning: a bit angst,fluff,comfort

You were feeling insecure. You didn't feel good in ur body. How could Arthur love you?

It kept you up at night. Hes perfect,and ur not. He deserves better.

It made you cry. Why? Why are you like this?

You heard ur door open. Shit

"Y/n? Are you alright,i heard something?" His sweet voice hit ur ears. You were showing ur back to him. "Im fine" you managed to say, tears still falling from ur eyes.

You hoped he would leave, oh but you knowed he wouldn't. He was more concerned now.

"Are you sure?...Y/n,talk to me please."

You finally turned to him. Ur eyes were full of tears. You looked so broken.

He quickly went to you and hugged you close. His head was full of toughts. Why are you crying? What or who made you cry? Was it him..? And most importantly,were you hiding it from him?

Once you calmed down you explained to him why you were crying

He would be mad at himself. Did he not made it clear enough how much he loves you? All of you.

So he would kiss you. All over ur body.

He keeps on telling you how much he loves you. How he thinks and knows that you are the most beatiful person in the whole world. That you are his one and only.

After a while you'll stop doubting and instead you start giggling and smiling.

He would start to tell you sweet nothings.

Hes so happy he made you feel better. He promises, you never have to worry about these things ever again. There is no way he would leave you for anybody else. You are perfect.

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[circusdexxter]

I highly doubt anyone is gonna see this, but I read an Arthur fleck x reader (I don’t remember if it was gn, male, or fem reader) fic recently, where the reader comes home and searches for arthur, and ends up finding him in the fridge. I CANT find it, and I don’t remember the author 😭😭 If anyone can help me out and knows who the author is, please send me a message, I’d appreciate it so much.

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[five-miles-over]

Yandere!Arthur Fleck Headcanons

TW: Stalking, intrusion/breaking in, obsessive/controlling behavior, possible violence

A/N: Thank you to the anon who requested this. I hope you like it!

Arthur Fleck is definitely a jealous, obsessive type of yandere.

Due to his job(s), Arthur wouldn't be able to keep a constant eye on each and every move of yours.

Still he would find a way to let you know that he was always watching you.

After following you to your workplace/school once, he would make a habit of leaving you small notes there. The notes would be things such as "I'm watching you <3" or "You our so pretty" or "Can't wate to marry you :) "

How did it all begin, you ask? Well, it all started when you showed up at his doorstep on a plain Thursday night. An envelope - perhaps a bill - addressed to one "Arthur Fleck" was delivered to you by accident. So, you took it to the address listed on the bill, and found yourself face-to-face with the tall, green-eyed, thin man.

You gently told him what had happened, handed him the bill, and politely bid him goodnight.

Taken aback by your willingness to do the right thing, Arthur became intrigued with you. After you left, he wanted nothing more than to see you again.

The next day, you met Arthur by accident at Pogo's, a comedy club within Gotham. Drinking a bottle of inexpensive liquor or beer, you sat at a table alone...when all of a sudden, you saw Arthur take the stage.

His jokes were...fair. You liked some of the things he said about his schooling. So out of support, you laughed along with him with the best grin that you could muster.

You thought it was just harmless encouragement. But to Arthur, that was the confirmation to solidify what he already believed: you were made for him, that you were an angel sent from heaven to bring him joy in this dreary life of his. And that he could never let you be hurt by anyone, including himself.

Much of what Arthur did was...rather tame. In addition to leaving you notes, he would surprise you while you were on the way back from work/school. He'd give you a spontaneous song-and-dance routine, something inspired from an old film or one of his jobs as Carnival.

When he had a little extra money, he would leave a cheap, small box of chocolates or candies at your workplace. Along with a crude drawing of you and him as stick figures, holding hands surrounded by hearts.

It was easier not to take it personally, even though something in your gut felt very, very wrong about Arthur. He needed help, he needed a professional intervention from a therapist far better than the shoddy ones in the city. Still, a part of you thought that maybe he was just having a little crush, and that it would pass.

But everything changed one Saturday night. It was after the famous talk show host Murray Franklin was assassinated on live television by a comedian known as the "Joker" wearing a colorful costume and clown makeup.

Coincidentally, Arthur was mysteriously gone from you life. He was nowhere near you, much to your surprise. Relieved a little, you relaxed in your apartment with your favorite comfort food and a feel-good television show.

Just then, there was a knock. A familiar voice, calling your name.

Annoyed, you opened the door with a huff. "Arthur, how the hell did you- " At your door stood the same man who killed Murray Franklin, clown makeup dripping in all of its maniacal glory.

"There's no one to stop me now, doll," the Joker sweetly spoke, entering your apartment with a confident stride. "We can finally be together."

You trembled, trying to think of an escape route, any way to get out of this situation. "Arthur, please..."

The Joker slammed your door shut, and turned the lock. "I'm not him anymore, doll. I'm your world now. And don't even bother calling the police..." He pulled out a gun from his pocket and fired two shots at the door, causing you to scream.

"Now, now..." the Joker knelt, stroking your cheek with his thumb. "I'm not going to hurt you. You're mine, remember?"

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[nofoundboy]

General Masterlist

Otto Octavius (Dr. Octopus)

Date headcanons

Stress relief headcanons (nsfw)

Otto taking care of his trans boyfriend on his period

Otto making his boyfriend feel handsome

Jareth the Goblin King

Domestic fluff

Arthur Fleck/Joker

S/o comforting Arthur

Hello stranger

Edward Nashton

I believe in you

Deadpool

His s/o dies

Spideypool

What Deadpool did during the multiverse thing without Spidey

Harkrill

Midnight thoughts

Tommy Bomowski "Coach Boomer"

Teacher's Pet (nsfw)

Qui-Gon Jinn

Relationship headcanons

Abe Sapiens

Floating with his trans plus size boyfriend

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[galos-writing]

hey, y'all, uh sorry for my absence but i was so damn busy with uni im sorry T_T i had completed a request i received a long time ago but i accidentally deleted the message, fortunately i copied n pasted the request above the ff itself, so for whoever asked it to me, im so sorryyy and i hope the ff arrives to you Q-Q enjoyyy

Request: Hi! May I ask for Arthur Fleck x gn (*gender neutral) reader where the reader has green eyes and how would he react? Thank you!

You were standing right in front of a vast apartment block completely dumbfounded, you couldn’t believe such a majestic building could erect in a trashcan of a city like Gotham. Indeed, the poor lifestyle was mirrored by the appearance of what would become your new home: broken windows, a neglected shared yard full of trash bags, roaches and sewer rats, and the paint outside grayed or even consumed in some spots. 

You made a face at the view, but it was all you could afford at the moment: you would have surely moved as soon as you would have found a job with a good salary. However, the luggage you were holding reminded you that you weren’t living somewhere better than this. You could almost dare to say your new home would be a mansion if compared to your parents’ house; even the rudest flatmate would be nicer than the ones who were supposed to love and support you no matter what, but that instead kicked you out, not even letting you collect all of your stuff. ‘Just your clothes’, they said, ‘and then get the fuck out.’. 

Their words were carved in your memory and will probably be forever, you took a deep breath to hold back tears. 

You were so deep in your thoughts that you didn’t hear the taxi driver behind you, until he honked, startling you. You turned to him, he was visibly pissed, angrily smoking his cigarette butt and then throwing it at your feet, not even putting it out. 

“Ya deaf, pal?! I fuckin’ said it’s 50 bucks! Ya gon’ pay me or not?”, he shouted at you, sticking his hand full of rings out towards you, expecting his money on his callous palm. You turned pale at how angry he was and quickly pulled out your wallet to give him his money. 

Your anxiety turned into full panic when you saw your wallet was completely empty. Fuck. You were sure your brat of a little brother stole all your money, oh how you wish you were still at your home to strangle him. 

“So?”, the taxi driver insisted, pressing on the accelerator to increase the price according to the taximeter. His judgmental beady eyes were scanning you while you started emptying your backpack, in a desperate attempt of finding a single cent in the bottom of it. Nothing, just old stuff, some comic book and clothes. You let out a defeated sigh that made him visibly angrier, and your lips quivered as you opened your mouth to speak the only words he was hoping not to hear. 

“I’m sorry, sir, I don’t…”

You got cut by a bony and shaky hand extending next to you, handing some banknotes at the taxi driver, who smirked and snatched them from it.

“H…Here…”, a thin male voice shyly stuttered before the money had been literally ripped off his hand. The driver filled his thumb with his gross saliva to start counting the bills, and when he was over he just left in a hurry, not saying a word. 

You were at a loss for words due to everything that happened so quickly, but you managed to snap out of your trance and looked at the guy who just saved you from an unpleasant situation. 

You were stunned when you saw the appearance of your saviour: a short and slender man who was still standing next to you, his arm was still extended and his eyes were wide open, staring off into space. He seemed to be in his mid-forties but you weren’t sure.

He flinched when you touched his shoulder, and slowly turned his head towards you. His eyes looked so sweet, but they were now so wide, still in shock at what just happened. 

“Hey…”, you softly called him, trying to calm him down by awkwardly stroking his shoulder. “A-Are you okay? I’m so sorry you had to get through this, really… I’m willing to give you back your money, for sure, sir.”, you kept telling him, your tone was soft to sooth him, and you sketched an embarrassed smile when he looked at you. He first babbled some letters, as if he was starting the engine of his brain to reconnect and formulate a correct sentence, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. His gaze soon flustered you, making you look away. 

“Well, then… It's been a true pleasure to meet you. Thank you again, sir.”, you politely saluted, grabbing your bags and walking to the entrance of the condo where the landlord was waiting for you. 

As weeks passed by, some threatening letters from your father didn’t manage to break the new cocoon of comfort you built up all for yourself. You were so proud of your job of house decorating that you couldn’t resist but invite some friends over. What an idiot you felt by seeing your fridge was empty, how were you supposed to have guests over with no food in the house? 

You found yourself forced to go emergency grocery shopping the day before their arrival. As you were walking to the grocery store, you had the crippling feeling of being observed, but the thing didn’t scare you too much: lots of people in Gotham were weirdos, or just envious bored fellas who enjoyed watching others to judge them without a reason. When you arrived at the cashier to pay for your stuff, your eyes met a familiar face: the nice nervous man who paid for your taxi! You instinctively smiled and poked his shoulder to catch his attention. When he turned around towards you, his cheeks turned a deep red as you joyfully waved at him. 

“We haven’t talked much since you helped me that day, huh?”, you giggled, holding your bag of groceries as you were walking out of the store, followed by Arthur. He didn’t respond, he was too flustered to speak. You turned to him, tilting your head, your face showed concern. For a moment, you decided to ignore your worry and resumed smiling, extending your hand at him.

“I’m (Y/N), by the way. (Y/N) (L/N). We didn’t manage to introduce each other. It’s a pleasure to know you. We do live in the same condo, right?”, you happily asked, patiently waiting for the man to shake your hand. But he didn’t. 

“I-I’m Arthur, Arthur Fleck… nice to know you too…”, he shyly murmured after a few seconds, trying to avoid eye contact. You worriedly looked at him again.

“Hey… are you okay? Did… did I say something that offended you?”, you asked, trying to approach him, but he stepped back. 

“I have something to confess to you. I, uhm… I followed you… like, stalked you for a while. It’s better you immediately know, I don’t want you to find it out by yourself and get even more scared…”, he admitted, making your face turn pale; that explained your feeling of being observed all the time. 

“... why?”, you just asked, feeling numb. You were confused, that man seemed so kind, silent and polite during condo reunions, you couldn’t believe someone like him could do something like that. But you appreciated his honesty, despite the fact you were definitely creeped out by him. 

“I… just wanted to make sure you were real. And, y’know, not just some… some kind of delusion.”, he bluntly answered, as his face turned even redder. “It’s just that…”, he kept saying, “ … you quite… caught my attention, not gonna lie. You feel like a fresh breeze in this trash-stuffed pit.”. 

His words hit you like a hammer, those were the first kind words someone outside your friends group had told you in weeks. Your eyes filled in tears, but you firstly refused to let them out, giggling. 

“I… I don’t know what to say… Just… Thank you so much, Arthur. I’m glad you’re my neighbor. You’re the kindest man I’ve ever met in a long time.”, you told him, touching his shoulder. Your words made him blush even more, but this time a relaxed and genuinely joyful smile appeared on his thin and scarred lips. 

“Why did you come to live here, though…? You’re so pure and joyful, your kindness doesn’t belong here…”, he asked, blushing a bit. His question upset you more than you wanted to admit.

“... my parents kicked me out because I refused to work for their shitty business. I wanted to escape that narcissistic and toxic environment to start all over again. And for now living here is all I can afford.”, you gloomingly explained. 

He got silent, nodding a bit. His silence made your anxiety grow more than when you announced to your father you had no intention to work for his company. 

Arthur noticed you were observing him, and stopped nodding. “ …what?”, he asked.

“What?? Aren’t you gonna say nothing?!”, you asked back, in full panic.

“What do you expect me to say? (Y/N), if there’s something I learned by living in this world is that insecure people will insult everything outside their range of comprehension. But believe me, it’s not worth your tears until you’re happy. That’s life.”, he just said, taken by a moment of confidence, he felt oddly comfortable by speaking so openly to you, for once he didn’t feel unfitting or out of line, he felt heard and he knew his words could be helpful to someone he cared for that was struggling.

“And, in all honesty, I wouldn’t be taken by surprise by your family situation, yet… by, uh…”, he kept going, struggling a bit to say what he was thinking of, but just by looking at you, he suddenly found the courage. He was feeling good by spilling all that out right now, and wanted that wellness to keep going. 

“Yet by the fact yours are the most beautiful green eyes I’ve ever seen.”, he suddenly blurted out, making you heavily blush. You looked at him, you could see his wave of confidence disappear to make him blush as well, so much he had to pull on the collar of his shirt. 

After some awkward second of silence, you smiled. “Do you mind if we… get back home together?”, you asked. Your proposition took him by surprise this time, making him slowly nod. The two of you walked back to the condo, in complete silence, drowning in fluster, but so happy you had met each other at that moment.

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MY WRITING PREFERENCES:

➺I LOVE writing fluff/flangst (smut can be a challenge for me, but I’m open to it. *Read below for more info on NSFW content).

➺I specialize in writing happy endings! I do not enjoy writing angsty endings AT ALL and I refuse to do it. You want hardcore angst? I’ll give it to you, but it’s coming with a happy ending. Sorry -all hurt, no comfort- lovers, you freakin’ masochists! (jk, I love you, it's just not for me ❤️)

➺I prefer to write romantic reader-insert fics because I’m a huge sap for all the lovey-dovey stuff. That said, I don’t mind writing platonic reader-inserts depending on what it’s about.

REQUEST RULES:

➺No pregnancy/childbirth/etc.

➺No dub-con/non-con/r*pe/etc.

➺No themes such as: inc*st, pedoph*lia, cheating (unless under false assumption, or in the form of a comfort fic, i.e.: Reader’s ex cheated on them and is comforted by -insert character here-).

➺No personalized name fics (reader-insert only).

➺No sad/angsty endings.

➺No permanent death of Reader and/or pairing character (temporary or assumed death for the sake of angst is okay).

*My rules around what NSFW content I’ll write are case-by-case, as well as anything with darker themes. If you have a question about if I'll write something specific or are seeking clarification about any of the info listed here, feel free to ask!

CHARACTERS I’LL WRITE FOR:

*A handful of these characters I have little to no writing experience with, but I listed them anyway to challenge myself! As with all of my writings, I will put in my very best effort to make sure they are as in-character and well-written as possible!

➺Jokers

            ♡ Arthur Fleck/Phoenix!Joker (P!Joker)

            ♡ Jack Napier/Ledger!Joker (L!Joker)

➺My Hero Academia

*I am not caught up with the show (almost through season 4), so please try to avoid requesting anything with spoilers after this point!

           Class 1-A

            ♡ Bakugou Katsuki

            ♡ Kirishima Eijirou

            ♡ Todoroki Shouto

            ♡ Midoriya Izuku

            ♡ Kaminari Denki

            ♡ Ashido Mina

            Villains

            ♡ Shigaraki Tomura

            Ships (Poly!Ship x Reader only):

            ♡ Kiribaku (Kirishima & Bakugou)

➺Stranger Things

*I will not write any romantic reader-insert fics with Billy Hargrove, Jason Carver, or the kids!

           ♡ Eddie Munson

           ♡ Robin Buckley

➺Supernatural

            ♡ Dean Winchester

            ♡ Sam Winchester

            ♡ Castiel

            ♡ Jack Kline

            ♡ Charlie Bradbury

➺Star Wars

           ♡ Kylo Ren/Ben Solo

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➺Genre/Style (optional):

*If either of these are left out of your request, I will take creative liberty in deciding what it’ll be.

✧Is the story fluff, flangst (fluff + angst), smut, etc.?

✧Would you like a one shot, headcanons, drabble, etc?

➺Pronouns/Gender (optional):

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✧Specify the pronouns and/or gender of Reader/Y/N. Keep in mind that unless it’s important to the story/context, I prefer to keep things gender-neutral for better inclusivity! (I do not write for male!reader/reader with male anatomy -sorry!)

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♡ Thanks for reading and respecting my rules! ♡

#request info #request rules #requests #fanfiction requests #k.info

[local80smotel]

Music

pairing; Joaquin Phoenix| Arthur Fleck x Hannibal (my dearest friend)

summary; Arthur is introduce to metal music

rating; T

warnings; nothing

word count; 553

requested; by @cannibalistic-snuff

a/n; enjoy it you Ohio clown fricker

“What's that?” Arthur asked as they peaked to see what the 6-foot ginger was looking at in the beaten-up cardboard box. Hannibal looked behind his shoulder to look down at the middle-aged man who held puppy eyes.

“Its..." The ginger looked down at the album in his hands, contemplating his next move. “Its an album from my dirty old house.” he chuckled as he turned his dusty brown-haired boyfriend.

Today was the day they finally moved in together as a couple. Hannibal was just as excited as Arthur that they had both decided to commit this way to each other, but there was an underlining motivate. The fact that Penny was in the hospital and when Hannibal would visit Arthur in the now much emptier apartment, he could see the bleakness in his eyes and how it became apparent after a few minutes his mental health was deteriorating was what caused this decision; to keep him safe.

His plan after getting settled in would be getting Arthur his desperately needed medicine. Hannibal remembered when he mumbled out that he couldn't get them anymore because of city budget cuts while they were cuddling but that information left his mind until now. Seeing the empty bottles in the bathroom made him feel sick as a dog from guilt. How long had he been without? Who else had ignored his pleads for help?

The ginger pulled out the black, dusty disk out of the weak cardboard container.

“Wanna hear it?" Hannibal asked as he faced the family's old record player, a glimmer of enthusiasm in the boy's brown eyes at the thought of how Arthur would react to this genre of music. He was 100% sure that Penny would have never let him listen to something that people like her would describe as "devil music". As narcissistic as it sounded, he was hyped to let this 35-year-old man experience something new with him in the privacy of the home they now could share together and make their own. Arthur nodded as he fiddled with his hands while he let out a small shy smile while Hannibal placed the disk on the player, slowly increasing the volume of it until it was perfect.

“What's the name of this?”

“Sad wing of density" answered the ginger as he took Arthur's boney hands into his as he swayed him to the beat of the song, head on top of his.

“When was this released?”

“1976.”

“I wonder why I never heard this... I would have been 27 when it came out..”

“Do you at least like this?”

Arthur nodded into the other's chest as he began to hum with the song. At least he was stable enough to enjoy this moment, but Hannibal was still worried about what time Arthur had left until he flew off the rails and did something that this seemingly gentle & kind man would so something he knew he would never think of doing if he was on his medication. At least they could have this sweet moment before tragedy would strike its ugly head in the Fleck family and take away Hannibal's sunshine forever. But hey, that's life.

#imagine requests #arthur fleck imagine #joaquin pheonix imagine #joker imagine #imagine #joker x sophie #joker x reader #joker fanfiction #joker x you #joaquin phoenix joker #arthur fleck x you #arthur fleck x sophie #arthur fleck #arthur fleck x male reader #request open #request wanted #request

[masc-reader-insertss]

Oooh can i request some arthur fleck x male reader were is just pure fluff with them cuddeling on the couch and the reader pets his GORGEOUS hair 👀

Yes!! I’ve been dying for some Arthur content!

#arthur fleck #joaquin phoenix joker #joker x male reader #joaquin phoenix #arthur fleck x reader #arthur fleck x male reader

[notyourhetloki]

notyourhetloki’s masterlist ✨

I always wanted to make one of these 👁️👄👁️

This is listed from oldest to newest, some of these are reeaally old... oof

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Quick Imagines

Loki - Reader (he/him)

Thor x Reader (he/him)

Thor x Reader (he/him)

Peter Parker - Reader (they/them)

Loki - Reader (they/them)

MARVEL:

Loki

Being Loki and Thor’s little brother - he/him; brother!reader

Thor and Loki comforting you - he/him; brother!reader

Loki helping you come out to your dad: Thor (pt. 1) - he/him; nephew!reader 

Loki helping you come out to your dad: Thor (pt. 2) - he/him; nephew!reader

Thor

Being Loki and Thor’s little brother - he/him; brother!reader

Thor and Loki comforting you - he/him; brother!reader

Loki helping you come out to your dad: Thor (pt. 1) - he/him; son!reader

Loki helping you come out to your dad: Thor (pt. 2) - he/him; son!reader

Steve Rogers

Good at keeping secrets - gender neutral

Tony Stark

Let me take care of you - gender neutral

More than fair - he/him; NSFW

Bucky Barnes

Movie night - he/him; NSFW

⋯⋯⋯

Other Fandoms:

Darkiplier

You deserved it - he/him; NSFW

Who’s really in control - he/him; NSFW

Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher)

You’re mine - he/him; NSFW

Arthur Fleck (Joker)

Where are the Clowns? - gender neutral

Momentary Peace - he/him

Valorant

Imagine agents crushing on Reader; Omen’s Route - gender neutral

STAR WARS

Kylo Ren / Ben Solo

Tension - gender neutral

Tell me what you want - gender neutral; NSFW 

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Too Close - gender neutral 

Too Close pt II - gender neutral; NSFW

Sith!Obi-Wan Headcanons - gender neutral

Captain James Hook

The Question - he/him

Imagine Captain Hook with a breeding kink - he/him; NSFW

Date at the Jolly Roger - he/him; NSFW 

Quiet Night - he/him; NSFW 

Haymitch Abernathy (THG)

Imagine Haymitch using a vibrating wand on you - he/him; NSFW 

Confession - gender neutral; NSFW

Birthday - gender neutral; NSFW

Hannibal (NBC)

Nurse!Hannibal and Patient!Will - NSFW

Ken (Barbie)

Ken Masterlist 

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#notyourhetloki #masterlist #gender neutral reader #male reader #marvel #mcu #avengers #loki x reader #thor x reader #steve rogers x reader #peter parker x reader #tony stark x reader #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #darkiplier x reader #geralt x reader #geralt of rivia x reader #arthur fleck x reader #joker x reader #valorant x reader #omen x reader #star wars #kylo ren x reader #obi wan x reader #captain hook x reader #haymitch x reader #ken x reader

[marksbear]

Hey Mark! I just finish watching Joker for the third time or so and was wondering if you could do Male reader x Arthur fleck. Just bit angst and large amount of fluff. Reader and Arthur are boyfriends but one day while having a visit with his therapist Arthur told his thearpist about reader, however his therapist convince Arthur that he is just hallucinating to the point where he really think that reder is not real. Arthur have a breakdown when he got back to his apartment. reader comforts arthur.😊

-B

Hey B! Hope you enjoy my friend.

Warnings! Fluff to angst back to fluff, Y/n is an uncle in a big family, Old lady manipulate Arthur/

ARTHUR FLECK X MALE READER

Y/n and Arthur truly did love each other. Y/n was always with him during his good and bad days. He always made sure Arthur felt good and happy for almost everything. Y/n supported Arthur during everything even when he tried to be a comedian he was still there for him. Y/n even fought for him but Arthur doesn't know that!

Right now the couple is bowling with Y/n family. Arthur was a bit nervous at first with Y/n family but was quickly accepted by the family. Y/n parents calling Arthur son and Y/n siblings and their kids calling him "the extra L/n" Which was cute to the couple.

Arthur didn't realize what was the time until Y/n dad asked his wife what was the time. "Uhh its 3:45 hun." She says to her husband. Arthur quickly freaks out and walks to Y/n who's talking to his niece that's on his lap. "Y/n.. I gotta go to y'know..." Y/n looks at his boyfriend and nods "Okay kid go to your other uncles." His niece hops off his lap running to her other uncles to bother them. Y/n takes Arthur's hand gently tells his family. "Okay everyone I know yall are gonna miss Uncle Arthur and I but we gotta go." They all say bye to the couple and the couple leaves the building going into Y/n car. Arthur gets into the passenger seat while Y/n starts the car and drives to his boyfriend's appointment. As they drive Y/n places his hand on his boyfriend's small thigh turning to him a little with a smile before kept focusing on the road.

Once the couple gets there Y/n stops the car and turns it off and gently wakes up his sleeping boyfriend. "Hey Art we made it." You whisper into his ear before tickling him awake. Arthur quickly wakes up giggling and gasping Y/n to stop. Y/n finally stops when he sees Arthur's eyes begin to water. "Good morning handsome." Y/n says teasing his boyfriend leaning to him kissing him.

Y/n leaves gentle and soft kisses all over Arthur's face as encouragement for him during his session. Arthur gladly takes his boyfriend kisses. "Okayy! Y/n I have to go!" Arthur makes sure he has all of his things with him and gives Y/n one passionate kiss on the lips before getting out of the car. "Wait Art!" Arthur turns around facing his boyfriend about to shut the door. "I love you!~" Y/n sings to him with a loving smile. "I love you too!" Arthur says back closing the door.

Y/n watches Arthur enter the building before starting the car again driving back to the shared apartment.

Arthur walks to his therapist room apologizing for being late. The session starts as regular questions and all that. Like "How are you Arthur have you been taking your medication?" and "What have you been doing this whole week." And Arthur answers with his usual short answers. But the woman notices some of the stories are missing some things and asks "Who were you with during this past week. Some of your stories are missing something or well really someone." Arthur stares at her for a while before a small smile appears.

A real smile escapes from his lips and mumbles under his breath. "Y/n and his family." The woman almost didn't hear it but she caught it. "And who is this Y/n?" Arthur face beams with a smile of the mention of Y/n. "Hes my boyfriend." Arthur says all giddy about his boyfriend. "When did you two meet?" She asked. "About six or seven months ago...but we just got together about like three months ago." He answers fidgeting with his hand and smiling down.

The woman opens her flies about Y/n and scans through them. "Arthur are you sure hes real. I mean you'd never mentioned him once and all of a sudden hes here now." Arthur gets taken back by the question but quickly answers with "Yeah hes real! i'm not that crazy... Hes my Y/n I even met his family!" "Arthur. For the past months you've been saying that you felt alone in this world. Maybe now your mind is making you imagine this "Y/n" guy as a defensive reaction so you won't go fully mad." Arthur stares at her before quickly standing up pacing around the room mumbling "Liar" and "No,no,no" The woman tries to get Arthur to sit back down but fails once Arthur runs out of the room.

Arthur goes to the bus stop still repeating "No,no" under his breath shaking and almost crying at the point that he actually is mad. Once the bus comes he goes to the back crying to himself on the window that Y/n his perfect Y/n isn't with him. Once it's his stop he rushes off the bus going to his apartment. He looks around for Y/n car but doesn't see it anywhere. He quickly gets in the apartment rushing to the elevator and basically smashing the buttons to go to his floor. Once they arrive at the floor he runs to his room unlocking the door and closing it and locks it behind him. "Y/n! no no noo! Y/n where are you!" He walks around the apartment looking for anything that proves that you're actually real.

But he sadly doesn't find anything and falls to the ground crying and beating the floor. He lays there for hours crying onto the floor not noticing the door being unlocked and a "Art you here?" Y/n walks around the place looking for his boyfriend but once he finds him almost half passed out gasping for air and crying. You quickly wrap him in your arms and your hands running up and down his back. "Shh. Sh. Baby don't cry what's the matter?"

Once Arthur hears your voice he immediately brings Y/n into a tight hug whimpering and crying onto him. "Y-you are real..." Y/n hears him cry into his shoulder. "Yes baby... I am real and I don't plan on going anytime soon.

THE END

#joker x male reader #arthur fleck #arthur fleck x male reader #x male reader #dc x male reader #the bear club

[montimer]

"I'll come running to save you"

Arthur x spider-!reader

(In that universe reader is spider/man/women/other)

= means time skip

Ur clothes are not mentioned

Warning:none ig

A lot of people knew you. Since you started saving people from others. In Gotham there were a lot of crime makers. And since you got ur powers,and the police wasn't a big help, you decided to help the city.

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You heard laughing and yelling from the streets. So you immediately run to were the sound came from.

When you got there, a group of teenegers were beating up a man dressed as a clown. You were a bit confused,but you did what you had to do.

But when they saw you they ran away. You were relieved you didn't have to hurt those kids.

You looked down at the man.

"Hey, you good there?"

He opened his eyes, he looked hurt. "Y-yeah,thank you"

"No problem! Thats what i do"

You helped him up.

"Should i take ya home? Its easyer than walking"

"My boss would get angry if i wont show up at work. I already broke the sign.." he pointed at a broken sign. You looked back at him.

"Don't worry. You're hurt, he will understand. For now,let me take ya home" he smiled at that and nodded.

You hugged one of ur arm around him. "Hold onto me,i wont let ya fall" he akwardly hugged you.

"Ready?" "Um,i guess- whoa"

You shoot ur web at a building and fly up there. You put him down.

"I forgot, tell me where do you live?"

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You put him down at the doorstep.

"Well here we are. Did ya liked the flight?"

"Yeah!...i mean,it was nice. Thank you again."

"Of course. What is ur name?"

"Arthur..Arthur Fleck"

"Well then, see you around Art!"

He waved as you fly away.

'See you around' did you mean you will come back? He was so happy and exited,he has to write this down on his journal.

Bonus hc's!

Aaand yes,you did come back to meet him

Sometimes you guys are just talking while walking on the streets

You keep an eye on him. Making sure he wont get hurt again

He feels so honored, you from all of people decided to be around him

You also hear him out and comfort him

He blushes when you hug him

He asked you akwardly if you want to see him at the comedian club, and ofc you said yes. He was so happy

You randomly bring him food. And you say you will be offended if he doesn't accept it.

He's very upset if you get injuried. He want to patch you up, and if you let him,he will keep on doing it.

You will show him around the city,flying w/ ur webs. Thats the excuse. But both of you want to be close to each other. He loves to get held by you

His heart beats faster when you put an arm around his shoulder and defend him

When you laugh at his jokes,comfort him,save,love and care for him,he can't help but to fall for you

He tells his mom ab you. And if she doesn't believe it. You will come over (thats ur excuse)

Or when his mom is sleeping you come knocking at his window to let you in. He will make ya coffee or tea. And if you let him,he'll like to dance w/ you

He is also jealous, all those people try to get to you. Little does he know,you have fallen for him too ;))

Here's my idea

Should i make part 2?

#arthur fleck #arthur fleck x reader #joker arthur fleck #arthur fleck x you #arthur fleck x y/n #joker x reader #arthur fleck joker #arthur fleck angst #arthur fleck x male reader #arthur fleck x gn reader #spiderman #spidersona

[icarian-carrionn]

Another fucking day without being able to tell Joaquin Phoenix "Here is your breakfast my love"

#joker #joaquin phoenix joker #joaquin phoenix #Commodus #Arthur #arthur fleck x you #arthur fleck #arthur fleck male reader

[conspiracieys-archive]

@aromanticjangofett just for you !!! i hope that you do enjoy this fic!!! :D i tried to include all the things you mentioned to me <3

i hope that you enjoy it!!! i wanted to write Arthur taking care of you, cause you definitely deserve to be taken care of!! and so does he, so you guys take care of each other !!

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Arthur was late, you found yourself thinking as you glanced at the clock for what felt like the hundredth time. It was a little strange; usually Arthur was punctual, home at 6pm on the dot. The clock inched closer to eight, though, and your chest was itchy and achy in all the wrong ways and your worried breathing pulled at the bandages around your torso that needed changing.

It was at 8pm on the dot, however, that the apartment door swung open and Arthur Fleck trudged inside.

“Sorry,” was the first word out of his mouth. His tone was so flat, and you wished you could actually stand up without pain to gather him into your arms. “I ran into trouble on the subway.” His shoulders slumped with the words, and something in your gut felt heavy. Why couldn’t people just leave Arthur alone? He was a little odd, but then again who wasn’t a little odd? Just because Arthur’s quirks were a little more obvious didn’t make him any less deserving of human decency.

“Are you okay?” you asked, trying your best to sit up on the couch. A hiss of pain escaped you as you moved, and Arthur’s body language changed almost immediately.

He kicked the door shut behind him and hurried to the kitchen, dropping down the paper sacks of groceries onto the empty counters. And then his eyes were on you. He shed his hoodie on the kitchen floor and rolled up his sleeves in one smooth motion as he crossed out of the kitchen and to the couch in a few long steps.

With a smile that was as natural as Arthur could muster, he carefully pressed one hand to the small of your back and one to your belly to help you sit up without hurting yourself.

“You know better than to move without help,” he chided, shaking his head a little. You couldn’t help but smile as some of his hair fell into his eyes, and you brushed it back on top of his head. And if you took a moment to run your fingers through his hair a couple of times, who could blame you? The way the corners of his eyes softened made it worth it, even as he tried to keep a stern expression on his face.

“I was worried,” you told him honestly. “I know you can handle yourself,” your mind briefly flashed to the gun he’d brought home one day and hoped he’d never find a need for it, “but I still worry.”

The way his smile dimmed just a little wasn’t lost on you, but he also didn’t give you a chance to push it and instead said, “Well I’m home now, and I bought you a little something at the store!”

You couldn’t help but perk up in curiosity at that. A gift? Money was tight, even with the two of you living together and pooling your income -medication didn’t come cheap, and Penny still had to eat as well. So a gift was, well… You didn’t need material things to know Arthur loved you, but a gift was such a pleasant surprise.

“What is it, Arthur?” you asked.

“Ah, ah,” teased the other man, the smile brightening back up and the corners of his eyes crinkling in genuine joy. “First thing’s first.” He gently tapped the side of your chest on the bandages. “Let’s get these changed. It’s passed time.”

It took a little bit of time for Arthur to help you lean forward, and once you were comfortable he took a few more moments to get a bowl of warm water and a clean wash cloth. He was careful as he unwrapped your bandages, not wanting to pull at the stitches still in place.

“Tell me if I press too hard,” he told you, making eye contact to make sure you nodded before he started to dab at your scars gently. Watching him delicately clean up your top surgery scars was fascinating. His eyes were so intense and his teeth were gritted, and it was clear he was giving your care his full concentration. It was… nice. Having someone this dedicated to helping you, and having someone be this in love with you was one of the nicest feelings in the world. “There!” Arthur chirped suddenly, drawing you out of your thoughts with a little jerk. He smiled up at you, looking particularly pleased with himself. You glanced down and couldn’t help but smile. He’d wrapped your still healing chest in bandages already, but had sneaked in bandages that had cute little versions of your favorite animal on them.

“You’re getting good at this,” you told him, and he bobbed his head in agreement before holding out his hands to help you get comfortable on the couch again.

“I have to!” he informed you. “I want you to have the best care possible while you’re recovering.”

He was careful as he tucked the sheet up over your chest before settling your favorite blanket over your lap. The look on his face as he stood over you, admiring his handiwork of getting you comfortable and wrapped up in blankets, sent warmth throughout your entire body. That look… You knew you had a similar look on your face whenever you looked at him, and you only hoped he knew just how much you loved him too.

“I give you this care,” Arthur began, dropping to his knees on the carpet beside you. He took your hand in his, threading your fingers together. His thumb rubbed over your knuckles almost immediately, and he continued speaking. “I give you this care because… Everyone deserves to be taken care of when they need it the most.” Your free hand found a place running through his hair, hoping maybe you could sooth the hurt he was remembering away.

You had never pried into Arthur’s past, but you knew it was bad. Whatever happened to him before you met him had done a number on his self worth, his self esteem, his… His everything. You had your own problems, past and present, but it only made it easier to relate to him, and it made it easier to want to help him heal from those past hurts. Even if it would take a while.

The kiss you pressed to his forehead was sudden, and Arthur jerked away for a moment before leaning back into you with his eyes closed.

“I’ll take care of you too, Arthur,” you promised him. With a little laugh, you added, “When I can move without it hurting, that is.”

He let out a small laugh at your words and leaned back to look you over. It was Arthur who initiated the next kiss, just a light peck against your lips that had you smiling. As soon as your damn stitches dissolved, you were pulling your Arthur into the tightest hug he’d ever experience.

Before you could convince yourself that damn the stitches, he needed that hug now, Arthur leaped to his feet. “Your present!” he exclaimed.

With a laugh, you asked, “This wasn’t it?” as you gestured to the cute bandages he’d wrapped you in. Arthur shook his head and moved off to the kitchen.

You smiled after Arthur, watching him pull out groceries from the paper sacks. His leg started bouncing the longer it took him to sort through the bags, the longer it took him to find the present for you.

“Okay!” he announced after what felt like forever. “Close your eyes.”

Of course, you obeyed. You didn’t even peek to see him walking toward you. Something soft was set on your lap, and as soon as he gave you the okay, you snapped your eyes open.

Sitting on your lap was, arguably, the cutest little clown plush you’d ever seen. You picked it up delicately and brought it closer to your face to inspect it. It had green hair, like Arthur’s Carnival, but otherwise didn’t particularly look like him. But it was still adorable.

“I thought-” Arthur began, before a nervous laugh bubbled out of his mouth. Your eyes snapped up to him as he slapped a hand over his mouth to muffle the laughs.

Instantly, you patted the couch next to you. “Sit,” you encouraged as the laughs continued to spill, still muffled, from behind his hand. Arthur shook his head but at your insistent gaze he perched beside you and choked as he tried to swallow the laughter.

“S-sorry,” he gasped out. “I thou- I thought-” the laughs cut him off again and you set the clown plush down on your lap and pressed one hand against the small of his back, the other one resting on his knee.

“Breathe,” you told him. “Breathe with me. Take your time.” You took a deep breath and began to breathe in a conscious, simple pattern that Arthur was able to follow after a few long moments of laughter and choking and tears. The laughter faded off into awkward chuckles, but Arthur’s breathing was easier. “Hi,” you said when he finally met your gaze again. “Tell me about the clown and what made you nervous.”

Arthur audibly swallowed and another laugh slipped out. “I thought… The clown looked a little like me and,” a laugh cut him off and he swallowed around it, “I thought that he could protect you when I’m at work.” He dropped his gaze and laughed again, but this one wasn’t from his condition. It was a self deprecating laugh that made your heart ache.

“Thank you, Arthur,” you told him sincerely, giving his knee a squeeze. You kept your hand on his knee and withdrew the other to touch the plush’s neon green hair. “He has your hair. I love him.” You looked back up at him. “I love it, Arthur. Thank you.” He seemed hesitant as he looked back up at you. “I love you, Arthur. This is … This is amazing.” You grinned at him, and the hesitant smile that he gave back warmed and hurt your heart all at once. “Kiss me again?” you asked.

Before he could oblige, a different and more tired voice called out from the master bedroom, “Happy…? Are you home?”

You let out an exasperated laugh as Arthur redirected his kiss to your forehead.

“Yes, Mother,” Arthur called back. To you, he whispered, “I love you too.”

Your heart swelled with happiness as Arthur stood and headed to Penny’s room to tend to her needs. As soon as you were healed, you were going to sit Arthur down and shower him in affection and not let him do a single thing. And you were going to do it shirtless, just because you could.

You picked up your clown plush and gave it a hug, smiling at the thought.

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[nofoundboy]

I loves your joker (A.F) x male reader fanfic so i thought of another one! If u dont mind this one takes place in the same universe as the other fanfic bc i just wanted to see how arthur and reader reacts to one another

Joker (Arthur) x male reader angst? fluff?

This is after he becomes the joker, stair meme n all, reader already saw him on the news and doesnt think poorly of him per say, just feels betrayed? He doesnt know how to feel

While arthur almost forgets about him since he alr got new stuff poppin up

How will they react to one another if they just suddenly bumped into each other on the street someday?

Uuuuh this sounds like drama to me, like, I'm listening to Mitski and all

Hello, stranger (Joker x Male reader)

(alcoholism, low-key unhealthy because it's Joker, eventual fluff)

There were events that simply seemed implausible, straight out of the wildest fiction, mere inventions of an overly imaginative mind.

That Arthur had become the Joker and instigated an uprising in Gotham was part of those once impossible events.

It had been hard months, and the fact that the man you loved seemed completely oblivious to the life he once had with you, didn't help matters. You really wanted to understand him, you even told yourself that you should, and yet your sinking, miniature heart was crying out to have Arthur in front of you.

First, there had been his mother's death, that death that had made him happier than anyone else would be. You remembered the sleepless night you spent at his side, comforting him as much as you could, in the face of the now discovered truth about his past. You didn't know the full facts, but if Arthur had ended his mother's life, you wouldn't blame him. The love you had for him always answered that even you would have done it for him.

After that, Arthur seemed to withdraw completely into himself, to the point where he stopped leaving his house and never let you in. It didn't matter that he didn't want to have anything to do with you anymore, but that you feared he would threaten his physical integrity.

And yet one day, he simply did not return home. He just showed up on TV sets all over the city, murdering one of the biggest personalities, and being the spark that social unrest needed to set Gotham on fire.

God knew that you were also eager for a change since you belonged to those populations that always had something to lose in the face of the disparity in goods and services, however, the shock of everything that happened did nothing but plunge you into a hard depressive state, where every time you saw Arthur's face on television or you ran into some clown mask you felt the urge to drink alcohol until the green eyes that you liked to stare so much, blurred into a stain that your mind, gladly, forgot.

Until the cycle repeated itself the next day.

You had not yet reached the point of no return when you neglected your responsibilities to drown your memories in alcohol, but you were getting closer and closer to that spiral.

Last you heard, Arthur had been admitted to Arkham. Your mind then urged you to bury his memory, for that place was the dark pit of the forgotten. The unmistakable sign that you should get on with your life.

Your alcohol consumption was decreasing slowly, until one day, a day that did not breathe differently, whose atmosphere felt hostile and gray as always, the sun came out in the form of a green hair and a red suit.

You had gone out to buy milk, for it had become your favorite drink as a replacement for liquor. The ground was slippery, the rain was sporadic and everyone seemed to know secrets that would make you blanch. Maybe you had a few too.

The alley you had to pass seemed too narrow with each step you took and out of one of the back doors, came the vision you had feared the most.

"Y/N...what a pleasant surprise" Arthur's voice was the same and different at the same time. Completely alien to the brown-haired man but perfectly appropriate for the clown who was now smiling at you in a way that would have made Arthur blush.

"Arthur..." you managed to whisper before he let out a controlled and pleasant to hear, laugh, shaking his head from side to side.

"Honey, that's not my name anymore. I know you know that" gliding in the most elegant way, he approached you, looking you straight in the eye as Arthur never could.

"I never got to be honey to you. I know you know that" the hostility of your response was planned solely to silence those thoughts that told you how attractive he looked in those colors.

Your answer didn't seem to please Arthur, but his look alone proved it, he didn't move an inch, he just looked at you from head to toe.

"You have not been well" and he was right. Worry and vice had made you lose weight, your eyes were hidden behind dark circles under your eyes, and the light, unkempt beard you now wore did not help to give a healthy image.

"I've been better. But that's what happens when you worry about someone who never answers" the venom soaked every word you uttered. A product of the bitterness of feeling forgotten in the face of something you had wanted most of your life. Only a happy ending.

"I have no excuses for you. But I couldn't do it, just that" from his vibrant suit jacket, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and placed one between his crimson lips. Not even the pain in your heart prevented you from wanting to kiss him.

"I saw you at the bottom of so many bottles that it stopped being fun" the life that "people like you" led at that time, was not a pleasant and hardship-free one, but you thought it had to be with love on your side.

"Y/N, I had to destroy all this, I couldn't be there for you" he took a couple of steps closer but froze at the look of disbelief you gave him.

"I just needed a phone call, for you to open the door and tell me you were okay. I couldn't expect it from you when you were in Arkham, but not all this time you were there" you didn't want to cry anymore, you held back, for you weren't even sure it was worth it anymore.

"Arthur wasn't there anymore, would it really have done any good, would it do any good now, huh?" it wasn't Arthur anymore, not yours, at least, but the feelings so intense that you had tried to drown out, were too persistent to fizzle out just at his change of image.

"If the possibility of being with you now exists, then if anything, yes" you whispered, tasting the ghost of alcohol on your lips. The sweet poison that could never kill the man in front of you.

"It exists" a few seconds had passed and despite his perfect composure, you noticed how it had taken him time to respond.

"So...Joker" the gelid atmosphere that seemed to surround you before, faded away under the satisfying rainbow of his new presence.

"Hello, stranger" and a smile, the one you rarely saw but that always stopped your heart in the same way, appeared on his made-up face. You reciprocated that smile, feeling the weight of your sagging shoulders, lighten considerably.

"Has anyone ever told you that red is your color?" you knew Arthur would have stuttered at such a direct flirtation, but Joker not only appreciated it but boasted of it.

"Yes, several times, but not the mouth I wanted" his movements were more free, flamboyant, with the elegance of one who has been himself and without reserve all his life. It was almost reminiscent of the showmen who did drag. They did it themselves without asking for permission or apologies.

It was something you had always wanted Arthur to have, self-assurance, and now that he had achieved it, he was unstoppable. You liked that.

"You were wonderful with Murray" you admitted, now the one blushing was you. It was something you'd wanted to tell him ever since he'd appeared on the screen. Without the painful laughter, or his shyness and awkwardness. Just the most handsome, graceful man you'd ever seen. "I didn't know you had those moves," you shortened the distance, running your hands over his impeccable suit.

"And that was just the beginning...are you interested, Y/N?" and under that predatory gaze, as alluring as it was dangerous, you kissed him, wanting with all your might to end up smeared with his makeup.

"Good boy" he whispered against your lips. His hand intertwined with yours, tightly. You knew you were safe, warm, and finally, with the one who made you happy. Also, you wore now red lips and white cheeks.

"Don't ever walk away from me again" you paused, looking at him with such intensity you might as well want to read his mind.

"Never. I promise" he bowed to you as you had only seen fairy tale royalty do and smiling at you, he took you into the safety of his arms.

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