#also love the joker one because i too hate society and am very funny and also kill people

[necrowtic]

this is my attempt at fixing our apparently toxic marriage. choose one from each set

gamer this is the funniest set of images on the internet

#garlic speaks #thistle tw #i think sleeping with a blanket with lips on it would be cool for maybe twenty minutes #but the other one hurts to think about so :/ #also love the joker one because i too hate society and am very funny and also kill people #but i dont think either of the last two would fit me :(

[bobzora]

official persona 5 character review

i have only played up to the end of the third palace but i won’t be able to play for a few weeks because my sibling has ABANDONED ME (single tear) and we play together. and i’m bored. so HERES MY REVIEW of all the major characters so far. under read more because i do tend to ramble

- mc/joker (bob johnson)

why is my silent video game protagonist a catboy. it’s funny to me how much personality he manages to have despite being. yknow. a blank slate to project on. charisma! the dialogue options when you’re talking to shadows that are like “girl power!” live in my mind. joker is a girlboss to me. feminism win

- ryuji

he’s like one of those very excited big dogs where you’re like “oh good for you buddy! oh yeah buddy!” but you’re also just like man this is a bit much. on one hand he’s a very good guy but on the other hand sometimes i feel a very strong urge to insult him or just be mean to him in general, often for no particular reason. i like him i really do he just has that kind of personality. he’s a bro. his pirate thing is funny i know they’re named after like. historical figures/characters in literature(?) but captain kidd sounds so. it’s funny ok. it’s funny. he’d be a backyardagain. i like how he’s a mamas boy that’s cute. sorry about your leg buddy. he’s very. naive isn’t the right word but something like that. i still want to bully him. his grin looks dumb (endeared)

- morgana

i think it’s funny how big his head is when he’s in his metaverse mascot form he’s like a bobblehead i want him to fall over from the weight. the gags about his puppy crush on ann and his dislike of being called a cat are ANNOYING like sorry about your identity crisis but i really don’t care. he is cute sometimes though it’s not like i hate him but he’s a little annoying! you know! i’m not big on mascot characters in general haha

- ann

i adore ann she is cute and great and she deserves a lot better get this girl a better costume PLEASE. at the start of the game i was already rooting for her hardcore cause everyone was being terrible to her (very common occurrence that happens to like every character i have noticed. Society) and then she had that thing where she was like “let’s have him continue to live so he can suffer more” and i was like HELL YEAH ann is always saying the truth man. other thieves like “yah it wouldn’t be moral to kill them” (tho they’re cool with the mind control lol 🤔) but ann’s like “idc about that lol i just want him to suffer” SO TRUE. so true. i like her pigtails

- yusuke

ngl before i started playing i kind of already knew that i’d like this guy. i didn’t know much about him other than gay little artist but i knew. i was right. i am incredibly fond of this guy. partially because i too am a weirdo artist with parental issues (his persona awakening had me like *vibrates*) but mostly because he is just so funny. look at this guy! look at his stupid little tail! i lost my mind while doing his first confidant event thing he is GREAT. VERY cool. i just really like him. i could sit there and listen to his long impassioned speeches for a long time

- makoto

i was a big fairy tail fan in early middle school (unfortunate) and i play in dub so every time she opens her mouth i can only hear lucy/every other dub character her va has voiced cause there’s lots of them. ok first of all i’m not a big fan of her character archetype. yknow the straight laced student council president type. nothing personal just not my thing yknow! i do sympathize with her Issues of being useful and being used by the adults around her ofc but i’m not like INVESTED invested. tbf i haven’t known her too long. what’s his face mafia guy’s palace didn’t feel as personal as the last couple which probably contributes to that (underwhelming). on the other hand i really like that she has a motorcycle i was like ?! QUEEN and then THAT WAS HER CODENme??? very cool of her. i don’t care about her that much but i do think she is cool. if i were to encounter her irl i would be so intimidated

- akechi

he has not joined the team yet but he obviously will. i have not seen much of him yet but i do have many opinions. i did know he was this games komaeda archetype before playing because of the sheer amount of arguing i can vaguely remember scrolling past about him but even if i didn’t i would’ve instantly been able to tell. he’s fake as hell. i lose it every other sentence whenever he’s on screen WHO IS THIS GUY. “thesis antithesis *pretentious stuff*” “woowwwww you’re so interesting ^-^” “woahh look we happen to have met waiting for the train teehee” (whenever he pops up in those train scenes it feels like a jumpscare) there is a high percentage chance that i will like this guy a lot. there is a precedent for me really liking that sort of character and he is very entertaining. i hope he is just so unhinged. i mean there’s like a 99% chance he’s the ~mysterious guy causing all the accidents~ and also the “heh kid u were betrayed by one of your own” guy. so. he gives me the vibes of one of those really tiny cutesy dogs who are just incredibly aggressive. funny to me how ryuji hates him to an absurd degree like buddy chilll yeah he sucks but wowww. i LOVE that stupid doodle of him on the classroom chalkboard. the anime sparkles. his hair is ugly btw. we met on 6/9 which turns me into a 12 year old. i enjoyed our silly little tv debate

- futaba

i’m 99% sure that’s the name of the girl with the orange hair and glasses? i haven’t met her yet. she does the hackerman typing thing in the opening which is cute. i’m just mentioning her because i think she’s cute. she’s a techie with orange hair so i’ll probably like her

- fluffy brown hair girl

only character in the game art i haven’t mentioned so i kind of have to so it’s fair. she looks kind?? very fluffy. fluttershy is probably her favorite my little pony. she would eat bread

IN CONCLUSION everybody here needs therapy and also i’m mad that i got invested in a game with time / resource management / stealth mechanics :/ . the battle system is very cool. also the menus are the best character they’re SO sexy

#bobtalk #i have other thoughts bc i’m That Guy but have the rambles of someone who isn’t even halfway done with the game #i want to gnaw on something #please ignore the number of times i said “like” this isn’t an english essay ok. ok?

[missjoker96]

Hello my lovely clown friends! :)

This is part two of "Arthur getting new medication"

I hope you guys like this story.

Enjoy it. ♡♡♡

It's Arthur's point of view.

The clown comes out to play

Disclaimer: mentall illness

I was half asleep and dreamed at the same time.

It was early in the afternoon.

After the passionate kiss of my beloved (Y/N) ended, we both became tired and layed down on our couch in the living room.

We cuddled up together and wanted to rest a little. It was peaceful to lay on the couch with the one you love. And to think about nothing like the world around you stand still.

I could hear her breath against my face and her heartbeat, because my hand was on her chest. Everything was perfect and nothing or nobody could disturb us. The only problem was my shadow, because he begged for coming out and I couldn't hide him anymore. It was too early to show (Y/N) my other self, but I couldn't wait anymore. Joker wouldn't wait longer, because he wasn't patient. I made (Y/N) curious and the result is to risk it and give her a look at my protector, the clown in red suit. Red has always been my favourite colour. My suit explains it and (Y/N) knew that. I could tell her anything, but I am always getting nervous when she looks at me with this curious face expression as if I hide something from her. I want to be honest with her and I have promised her that.

Suddenly I opened my eyes and looked at (Y/N). She looked so sweet and innocent during her slumber, but then I heard her whispering my name. This made me happy and I kissed her cheek.

"I love you, (Y/N)." I whispered into her ears and stroked her hair.

She smiled and opened her eyes. I hope I didn't wake her and smiled back at her.

"I love you too, Arthur." She kissed my lips and placed her hands on my cheeks. I loved it when she did that and began to play with my curls. (Y/N) loved it to play with my messy hair and I always giggled and enjoyed it. I could have continued like that, but then the final question came.

(Y/N) looked me in the eyes and asked me.

"Can you introduce me Joker?"

I heard him inside of me. He wished to come out and say hello to (Y/N). And I thought about the consequences, because he would take the over hand in the end. He was my shadow and created by childhood trauma. I couldn't ignore him. It was impossible. My eyes were fixed at her and I slowly answered.

"I can do that. He is already begging for freedom and I can't hold him back anymore. He is part of me, (Y/N)." I felt nervous again and this time it was worse. It was a sign to finally show her my dark side. After taking a deep breath I kissed her lips deeply and spoke those hard words.

"I am going to show you Joker now."

I couldn't believe what I've just said, but it had to be done. (Y/N) was glad and smiled at me in a sweet way. She stroked my cheeks again and said something that turned me on. Or better said it turned Joker on. "Then don't let him wait longer. Let him come out, Arthur. I am curious."

I smirked and could feel the presence of my shadow. The only missing parts were the suit, the make up and the hair dye.

"Give him about twenty minutes. Joker needs time to prepare himself for you, (Y/N)."

I could see the excited look in her eyes as I left and went into the bathroom. I locked up the door and got undressed until I only wore my underwear anymore. Then the transformation could begin. First I took the green hair dye and put it around my hair until my hair was covered green. I gave my hair and my head a soft massage to let the hair dye soak in. Of course I listened to music while I turned into Joker and it was nothing more than my favourite song That's Life from Frank Sinatra. I hummed the lines and danced around in the small bathroom.

"That's life.. That's what all the people say."

Once the hair dye soaked in, I washed it out and combed my hair back. I used hair gel to fix my stubborn curls and made my hair look shiny. The next step was the white face paint. I brushed it all over my face and a few parts of my neck too. Arthur slowly disappeared and the most important part came now. I painted blue triangles above and below my eyes and the left one longer than the right. I loved that part so much and continued with the wide red fake smile. This damn smirk. Every clown needed a red smile and a red nose, because this was the next step. I painted my nose red and two red eye brows above my blue triangles. My Joker make up was finished.

I grabbed my suit and put on my red pants, my green shirt, the yellow vest and the red jacket. I wore white socks to my brown shoes and felt not like Arthur anymore. He disappeared and Joker appeared. The clown was ready to introduce himself to (Y/N).

I turned the radio off and unlocked the door.

My body language fully changed as I entered the living room where (Y/N) read the latest newspaper.

I smirked widely and felt very confident and sexy.

Before I could say anything, (Y/N) fixed her eyes at me and looked kinda shocked and surprised at the same time. Did I scare her with my clown make up? She should be used to it, because of my Carnival make up.

Well, Carnival and Joker are two different clowns. Two different personalities, but always the same person behind the mask.

I kept my eyes at her and she stood up and covered her mouth with her hands.

"Oh my god! Is that really you, Arthur?"

She must have been shocked, because I have changed a lot with the make up, the hair dye and the red suit. My favourite part of this clown look.

I stepped closer and took out a red rose from behind my back. It was offered to my beautiful girlfriend and I smiled at her.

"It's Joker.. Please call me Joker!"

She looked at me from head to feet and noticed the red rose which I offered her and took it thankfully. She must have been speechless and didn't know what to say.

I decided to ask her.. "Is everything alright, (Y/N)?"

She smelled at the rose and looked into my green eyes. "Yes, Joker.. You are so handsome and sexy in your red suit. Thank you for the rose!"

I smirked and offered her my hand.

"May I take you outside for a walk, sweetheart?" I love to call her that, because she means everything to me. I might be Joker now, but I'm also Arthur. He hides behind the make up while Joker had his time and fun.

(Y/N) blushed and took my hand before she answered. "I would love to go out with you for a walk."

I could see the shyness in her eyes, but also the excitement. I wish I would feel confident with Arthur too, not only with Joker now. Sometimes you need to do the wrong thing to get things right.

"I am glad to hear that. Let's go then!" I leaded her towards the door and opened it for her. (Y/N) smiled and took my hand while we walked to the elevator.

I wasn't sure how she felt, but I was excited to go out with her in my full Joker mode. This was a sign for me that this could only mean the best or the worst, because people haven't seen Joker with a girl yet. They respected me as Joker, but not all. A few were against me and hated clowns. I touched my pockets and felt my gun and a knife. My weapons against my enemies. (Y/N) wouldn't be happy if she finds out that I'm carrying two dangerous weapons with me.

We left the building and Joker's adventures could begin..

"Are you ready to walk these streets of Gotham with Joker?" I asked (Y/N) and she smiled at me in a lovely way.

"Of course my handsome Joker. Show me this city!" She sounded excited as I thought and we both began to walk away from Anderson Ave. I felt so good and people noticed me. They saw me! Joker was visible.

My red suit was visible.

Good that I chosed red. It was always a good colour and my favourite one.

"I will show you everything I know my sweet (Y/N)." I would show her everything. And it would take the whole afternoon if not even more, but this was my time to let the clown play his games. (Y/N) looked at me and crossed her arm with mine which made me smirk again. My smirk was already big enough, because of the red face paint. I could feel a real smirk under the make up and this was truly beautiful.

"Was that a smirk under your make up?"

I heard her asking and agreed.

"Yes, it was a real smirk. I can't tell if it was Arthur's or Joker's smirk." I was joking, because I knew the real answer and (Y/N) knew it too. She laughed and patted my shoulder gently.

"This must have been a joke, right?"

She kept laughing and I joined her.

"Hahaha.. not at all, because I have a better one to tell. Would you like to hear it?"

(Y/N) shook her head and listened to me while we kept on walking. We have passed already the William Street and I saw people looking at me in a weird way. Didn't they know me? I have brought chaos to Gotham and those people looked at me as if I was the bad guy. I mean I became bad, because of society's fault. They want chaos and they got it.

But back to reality..

I was lost in the past for a moment, but (Y/N) took me back to the presence with a soft hand shake. She even asked me if I'm okay and looked at me.

"Joker?"

I suddenly blinked my eyes and answered her. "Yes?"

Her voice helped me to come back and I realized that I was hallucinating again, but from the past. The past of Joker's beginning.

This happened if I didn't take my meds.

"Is everything alright with you?"

(Y/N) looked worried at me and I had to find a good answer to make her believe me.

"I am fine, (Y/N). I was just thinking about a good joke, but I don't know a good one."

Too bad for Joker, because he usually know good jokes and began to laugh. It felt funny and I laughed very hard. People stared at me and I laughed.

"Hahahahahahahaha.. Hahahahahahahaha."

(Y/N) looked at me worried and took my hands. She squeezed them gently and waited until my laugh calmed down.

Once it was over, I breathed gently and smirked again. "Forgive me, but people stare in a weird way as if they have seen a walking dead zombie. A zombie, hahaha. A little invasion could do better for Gotham."

It was because they saw me. They saw Joker and I enjoyed it. At least I thought so until I heard a laugh. It came from the side and it was a young man. Did he laugh at me?

(Y/N) took my hand and told me to ignore them, because they were stupid if they laughed at me. I couldn't ignore that and anger grew inside of me.

"Why do you laugh at me?" I asked and fixed my eyes at him. He took a look at me and came closer. His friends were waiting and watching from a short distance.

"What's your problem, clown? I can laugh at whoever I want."

This guy didn't respect me as he should. I wasn't a fucking circus clown if he thought that. This angered me even more and I had to control myself.

"I have a problem with you, yes. You know who I am, right?" I made it worse with questioning this guy.

I felt sorry, because of (Y/N). She had to watch and listen how I argued with this respectless guy. He didn't look rich or poor and didn't wear a suit like some kind of business men. He simply looked like a man of middle class and about 30 years. Younger than me, but it didn't matter. I just wanted to know the reason why he laughed at me and then we would continued our own way, but he provoked me and this was his biggest mistake.

Finally he managed to answer my question.

"No, why should I know a freak in red suit? Did you escape from a circus, clown?" The guy laughed again and his friends joined him.

My patience was over and I wanted to scream into the air, so everybody could hear it. I didn't care if people watched me, because this was enough to wake Joker's dark side.

I grabbed my knife, because it was decent and didn't make loud noises like a gun. I carried both with me, but this time I chosed the knife. I hid it under my jacket and looked into the guy's eyes. He should know who I am before I hurt him.

"Ohh. You should know me. I am no circus clown. I am a freak with a knife, because you have just insulted Joker. Time to play a little, huh?" I smirked evily at him and held my knife against his neck.

(Y/N) noticed the knife and screamed.

"Joker! Don't do this. Please, I beg you."

She meant it good with me, but Joker took over hand and he was someone who should be respected or feared in the end. And I didn't listen to (Y/N). I listened to the music in my head and laughed very crazy.

"Hahahahaha.."

I pushed the knife into the guy's chest and he sank to the ground in front of my eyes. His friends couldn't believe what I have done and one called the police. The others were bothering my girl and I became mad. They even touched her and tried to hurt her, because I have punished this respectless guy. My eyes were fixed at them and I forgot to grab my knife again. It was covered with blood and I wanted to punish them too for bother (Y/N). Nobody was allowed to bother Joker's girl.

"Alright, I guess you both are next.. Get your dirty hands off from my girlfriend."

I threatened them with the bloody knife and wanted to protect my beloved one. She should see that Joker can protect her. And I could protect her, no matter what it costs.

But the fun ended as I heard a serious voice behind me..

Cops.. They found me!

I heard them talking seriously.

"Hands up and let your weapons fall."

The voice wasn't familiar to me. It wasn't Detective Garrity or Detective Burke.

It didn't matter. They got me and I couldn't run off like in past. What if they carried loaded guns? I couldn't risk that and looked at the two guys.

"You both will regret it sooner or later. Nobody should mess with Joker or his girlfriend."

They stared at me like (Y/N) and the cops grabbed my arms and hand cuffed me.

I have been arrested and could have escaped if I wanted. Joker has been arrested and his girlfriend had to watch how the cops took him away.

The cops looked at me and didn't say any word at first. Maybe they wanted me to talk first, but I only laughed. The thought of using my knife against a clown hater was a funny thought and the cops finally spoke.

"Stop laughing you freak!"

He leaded me into the police car and got into the driver side. The other one seemed to enjoy it and only laughed at his partner.

"He wants to laugh. Let's see how long he will laugh once he sits in a dark room."

How sweet. They thought it would bother me to be locked up in a dark room. I prefered the white room more, but I didn't care. My thoughts remained on (Y/N). What if she hated me now for doing such a stupid crime?

This was my biggest fear now and I kept my mouth closed the whole way to Arkham.

We arrived at the place where I felt safe.

Safer than at Appartment 8J.

If I told that (Y/N).. She would be sad to hear that and it hurt me.

Back at Arkham..

The cops grabbed my arms and took me into the building.

"Be a good clown or we have to teach you some manners." The voice belonged to one of the social workers here and I only smirked at the woman.

"My name is Joker.." I said and looked into her face with a wide smirk.

The woman rolled her eyes and pointed at the jail straight ahead.

"Bring him into the dark room and check his pockets. We can't trust this.. Joker!" She called me Joker.

I liked this woman already, but I couldn't forget (Y/N).

The cops leaded me to my room and took my gun from my pocket. It was my only weapon anymore, but who cared.

They locked me up and I was alone again.

I took a seat on the cold ground and thought about a funny joke.

My laugh set in again and it turned out to be a hysterical one. I laughed so hard that other prisoners knocked against the wall.

"Hahahahahaha.. Hahahahahaha.. Hahahahahaha.. Hahahahahaha.."

I put my hand on my throat and coughed to get some air to breath in.

"Shut up, freak!" They had no idea that they talked to the saviour of Gotham.

That wasn't the problem. I would escape from Arkham. They maybe thought that I'm a stupid clown, but I was clever.

I had my own ways to escape from an Asylum.

And then it was silent. Maybe I could have some peace. I layed down and tried to sleep, but it was hard for me. The time felt endless and I tried it with closing my eyes and force myself to fall asleep.

Impossible.

Finally I gave it up and stared at the locked door in front of my eyes.

What if someone comes and opens it in front of my eyes? It was my chance to escape and steal a gun from a cop. And then shoot him in his face. The perfect crime!

I would do that.

Suddenly someone unlocked the door.

I couldn't believe my eyes!

It was (Y/N).

"Hello Joker. I'm here to bring you out. We talk about everything later. Hurry up!"

She was sweet. Did she really come here to help me breaking out of Arkham?

She must truly love me.

"I knew you would come and help your Joker to escape from Arkham. I love you so much, (Y/N)." I wanted to kiss her, but she was faster and smirked.

"You were naughty, but I forgive you. Let's get you out of here. I gave them all a sleeping pill and they won't wake up the next hour."

I stared at her surprised and followed her out of the dark room and we both hurried to the exit.

We walked hand in hand out of Arkham as if nothing happened and ran through the city. Of course we took the way back to Anderson Ave and once we arrived, we continued to walk again.

I smirked at (Y/N) while she caught her breath.

"You are so fast. I had to do to follow you, Joker."

"That's something we both have in common. Arthur and I, but I have to thank you for saving me."

She looked at me in a way as if she wanted something else. I couldn't wait and pulled her into a deep passionate kiss.

I was glad that she accepted my kiss and put her fingers into my green curly hair.

This day was special, because (Y/N) helped me to escape from Arkham.

And I couldn't wait for the day where Joker saves his girlfriend...

#JokerFanfic #ArthurFleck #DCUniverse #ShortStory #Joker #Part2 #Request

[geek-gem]

I’ve Rewatched Joker 2019

It’s my 2nd time seeing it before it could possibly make a billion dollars, and I was by myself this time. I did make a tweet about it and took a while to start making this. Because after seeing it a 2nd time. I wanna give a more in depth thoughts on the film itself. Especially after this month I’ve reblogged a lot of stuff about it. It’s been on my mind still and still for a month. 

This is gonna be my honest thoughts and I’m glad I saw it again. Especially this time it’s more clear to me. Also no spoilers here because I wanna be careful of spoiling anything to any followers who haven’t seen it.

Also a funny but amazing thing because I thought it was 4:40 but it was 4:30 pm for it to come on. I got in a minute before the movie started which was amazing.

Just like I said on Twitter. Joker 2019 is one of my favorite films. But also one of my favorite comic book related or comic book inspired films. I’ve been listening to the soundtrack(Mainly the main theme and the bathroom dance music) non stop in a way. Including right now I’m listening to the main theme right here. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bxRHyRXqkSc

Joker 2019 is truly one of my favorite movies this year. Maybe my favorite possibly. It is like I’ve said before a brilliant piece of a film making. 

The acting, the score, and the writing as well. Many things really shine from this film. Basically I feel the same way Film Gob feels about it in this video or so. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PH8Cw-Zd13g 

It is a dark and tragic film. But not just that, in a way it is also a thoughtful, and quite a mature film. Especially because it deals with it’s themes quite maturely and other things. Including it even felt emotional. While I didn’t shed tears at certain parts, I wanted to. Because the film does feel emotional during Arthur’s journey into becoming one of the most iconic villains in comics and pop culture. Including Batman’s arch nemesis.

While it may have only used The Killing Joke as a basis but mainly 1970′s character studies from Martian Scorsese were the inspiration for this film. But the film to me feels like it is a Joker movie. This version can definitely be how the Joker could of ended up of how he is. Besides to me personally if you want more comic accurate versions in live action. I’d recommend Jack Nicolson and Heath Ledger and just watching films like Batman 1989, and The Dark Knight. Because those two to me represent the Joker quite well if we are going with more comic accuracy. Despite some changes but it depends on how you view them.

Including I have mentioned before. I like the Joker, but before this film I wasn’t the biggest fan of him. There is nothing wrong with him as a character he just didn’t appeal to me at first. Also I know before seeing this I was praising Jack Nicolson as Joker Batman 1989. It’s just I was more of a fan of villains like Bane and Scarecrow(Which I still am) from the Batman mythos.

Yet this film got me to appreciate the Joker as a character. Which sounds kind of crazy. I basically like him even more. It is probably because of Joaquin Phoenix’ s acting as Arthur Fleck. I do praise other actors such as Heath Ledger(Another one of my favorites), Jack Nicolson, Mark Hamill, Troy Baker, and whoever else. But I feel like how many who praised actors such as Heath Ledger and Jack Nicolson with their takes on the character.

Joaquin is basically I guess is one of those interpretations I keep thinking about is the Joker. What I’m trying to say is like how in 2008 Heath was Joker to a lot of people. In a similar way Joaquin feels like my Joker of my generation. Which may sound just weird and stupid. Despite to me this is kind of like a prototype version of the Joker because this is his origin. Yes I know about the theories and what I’ve read. Yet let me keep talking.

it was mainly because of the humanity that Joaquin brought to the character compared to other versions. Including I hope people don’t hate me for saying this. During the first time of seeing the movie and even this time. Kind of like how Ping Pong Flix said. This story feels like Joker or Arthur is the hero of his own story. I felt happy for Arthur when he did the things to the people he thought that deserved it. Even towards the end and I don’t wanna spoil anything. All leading up to his transformation into the Joker.

But that’s also tragic, Arthur was a man who needed help. You felt sad for him, you wanted to help him. But society kept throwing him away and other things. A weird comparison I wanna make is to Jason Voorhees from the Friday The 13th franchise. 

You can feel sad for them, feel sympathy for them. But you can’t help them. Because they’ve gone too far. Where this may seem harsh. The only sort of peace they can have is probably death. I always wanted to mention that about Jason. Unless I did already.

Basically you don’t want him to be become the Joker and whatever else. Yet it’s gonna happen and what people have talked about. The film is kind of like a countdown(Especially if you listen to the soundtrack) to just Arthur just snapping and becoming the Joker.

I also wanted to mention what I took away from this film. Including I wanna mention in that post I talked about the possibility this film could make a billion dollars. I wanted to see this again before it could happen. Basically contribute to it more as well when I think about it.

But I edited this part out because it seemed too personal. This film made me realize I’m a pretty good person. That sounds weird but some stuff about my self esteem but don’t worry about me. 

Yet the big take away and the point of this film. Or how I see it. From what I’ve read and heard from Joaquin Phoenix yet I think I should mention Todd Phillips because I thought he said something like this too. It depends on how you view the film. I do feel like that is a double edged sword but I can be okay with that.

The point of what Joker 2019 is trying to show and from what I’ve read, a lot of people have thought this too. Is that society should be concerned and just more nice to people who don’t have it all. Have some empathy towards other human beings, and what I have thought or so.

Just be fucking kind to people. 

Basically don’t be cruel and other things. Or else and what Todd Phillips has mused about this movie of more Jokers after Arthur. If society doesn’t change of how it is. Your gonna be multiple Jokers that were like Arthur Fleck.

I also wanna say that’s why I was surprised in this reblog I made finding out that in 1980 this whole heath department thing that happened with Regan or whatever. Which made me realize no wonder this film takes place in 1981. Also other reasons as well.

Including there is also the fact Arthur had a choice with the things he did. Yet just be considerate towards others. Just show some humanity or like the film showcases you might get what you deserved. 

I just wanna say my favorite scene of the entire film or one of them. Yet it’s a scene I like and I don’t wanna spoil anything. It’s the scene with Arthur/Joker on the Murray show. The final act of this movie this third act I love. it’s a payoff and the conclusion of everything that’s happened.

The point is I seriously loved this film. I want more DC Black movies like this. Whether characters studies or whatever. But character studies is probably something I might like more. 

Yet also because I have talked about this before. I know this film is a stand alone it’s meant to be that. But with the talks from Joaquin and what he’s said. I want to see this version of Joker again, I want to see Arthur Fleck.

But I do realize the problem with that. Because if a sequel happens, it might ruin the theories and the unique thing about what the film set up to be. I think I also wanna see more because I loved watching Joaquin as this character so much. That I don’t want him to go away yet.

I have thought of a sequel idea. It’s been in development and it’s well fan fiction. But to me as I look at it. I have talked about it before. Yet to me it feels like it’s part, “This is a Oscar winning film” similar to Joker. But it’s also part comic book and well I’ll say this super hero film. Which might bother people who loved Joker 2019 so much. 

Mainly it’s the addition of too many characters I feel. Especially with certain references. But the whole point of it being while it feels like it’s the third part of a trilogy. My sequel idea so this doesn’t turn into a franchise but the DC Black Label can be a franchise thing focusing on different characters. My story idea bring a conclusion to Arthur Fleck and his journey as Joker. A epilogue for him that has Batman/Bruce Wayne as a main character as well. Both being the points of view of this story. A proper send off to Arthur Fleck as Joker.

In a well epic but deep way like the line, “This is how the Batman died” from Batman Arkham Knight. It’s a story of how the Joker died. 

I've rambled on too long. I really wanted to talk about this movie. I also wanna talk about in another post of what were my predictions of what I thought was gonna happen. Especially during my viewing of the film. There were three young girls to the left while they did talk a bit and laughed at a certain part. They seemed alright but I seemed bothered or whatever. Also a couple left during the movie, I thought I heard a child but I think it was the lady.

Including there was this mom and her kid. He seemed to be a preteen or young teenager. They left but many minutes later they came back for the third act . It was weird.....I don’t like seeing the fact children or possibly young children watched this. Sorry I’m sounding weird like because it’s R rated. Unless they know how to process it. I’m glad it wasn’t a younger kid. 

Also I felt it was cool seeing a guy who his mom and dad it seemed. They were big and the dad asked was it good, I told him it was very good and it was my 2nd time seeing it. That it was still very good or whatever. Hope they enjoyed it. I saw them after I was leaving the theater room I was and the son was holding the door opened.

That’s something I wanted to say. Especially my Uber driver who took me to the theater saw it and liked, and my Uber driver who took me home heard about it and I told him it was very good, and that it was my 2nd time. Again rambling just little moments. 

Hope you folks don’t mind my big post about this film.

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This is what made me stop being a fan

“i feel like J will never do anything right in your eyes. like what would he have to do for you to say something positive about him? genuinely asking, not hating”

His life, he can do whatever he wants. But actions have consequences. So whatever he does, he has to be ready to deal with people not necessarily liking it. That’s life. 

Just like K, I too started as a fan. As a quite big fan actually. As someone who did everything they could to support the band. Buy merch, buy Vy tickets, go to shows, do M&Gs, spread the word on sm…And in the beginning I was happy to do that. I admired J because he seemed like a “go-getter” who worked hard, he seemed like he cares and is involved in what goes on around him in our society and around the world (His Oscar speech, anyone? And him speaking about Ukraine, supporting the LGBT community, concern for the environment, etc). He seemed passionate about his art, he obviously is very talented. He was great on stage. And he seemed like the “underdog” and like someone who fights for the underdog. You know, all his speeches about “be who you wanna be, love who you wanna love, be different, fight for your dreams” blah blah blah. And then of course his whole “struggling artist” act, the whole “no ones making any money here”. Yeah I fell for that. “Oh poor thing. He’s so great and so talented. But he’s not making any money. Yeah, we have to support him and his art and give from our very little salaries so that he can keep doing his art.” Yes, in that sense I was one of the “sheep”. I have to laugh at it now. 

Just like K said too, I also didn’t have any specific moment that made me stop being a fan. Shit just kept piling up until it hit the fan. It was just a sum of a lot of different things having happened. 

It started with the London Vy really. When they set the tickets at 10,000. It was insane. Now, nothing wrong in being ambitious and dreaming big and trying to do big things and trying to reach your goals…when YOU work for it. Not someone else. Had they promoted the shit out of it themselves and had done everything they can to get the tickets sold, fine. But it was like “Oh let’s put out 10,000 tickets to make a lot of money but let the fans do all the work any pay for it all.” It’s like DT saying “Let’s build a wall and make Mexico pay for it.” It’s ridicilous. Oh and “let’s sell tickets to an event that has no date so the people who buy live tickets won’t even know if they can watch it.” I mean, seriously? Real “geniuses” at work. Smh! And even though it was clear it will never work and people kept complaining and sending in suggestions, they just ignored it all. And then they did the VIP VV (that was supposed to be a treat for those who got their tickets early) unannounced, so that most of the people missed it. So from that point on I was like “Okay, let’s see them doing some work THEMSELVES to sell their events. I’m done. Unless there is some effort coming from YOUR way, I ain’t doing shit!”. I also stopped buying multiple tickets and I stopped buying VIP. If they don’t put in any effort, why should I? They’re the ones with a company trying to sell a product, not me. I don’t go to my workplace either expecting my clients to do MY work for me while paying ME. It’s ridicilous. And if you wanna improve your product, listen to your costumers. If they tell you something IS NOT WORKING, do something about it. Don’t ignore them, block them, black list them just because they told you their opinion about your product in the hopes of helping you improve it. And for god’s sake don’t be RUDE to them and tell them they should be grateful they got anything at all even though they PAID for the product and dont tell them to fuck off if they dont like it. Well, unless you wanna lose all your costumers. In that case, go ahead. 

And then there was the whole Joker thing with the used condoms and dildos and all his Joker antics. his whole “method actor” bullshit while frolicking around with models, while going rock climbing, while sending pics of himself in Joker makeup to models only to have it leaked and almost ruining things for WB. His antics were disgusting and not funny and if you claim to be a method actor and those stupid antics were needed as a part of your “method acting” then BE a method actor and don’t fuck around with young models or go rock climbing. At least stick to your story then and act like it. 

Which leads to the next problem. His words and actions not matching. Being fake. Lying during interviews. “Be who you wanna be, be different”. Well, why don’t you start with yourself and take your own advice, J? If barely legal underweight girls are your thing and you can’t even be friends with anyone who doesn’t look like a model or isn’t much younger than you are, then be that. If that’s who you are, fine. So be it. If vapid models with half a brain cell are the company you prefer and want around you, it’s okay. But in that case don’t try to speak about women’s rights and about having respect for strong women or any of women’s issues. Keep your mouth shut. And don’t try to hide it and act like that’s not who you are. People are not dumb. So don’t assume they are and treat them like they are. Just because everyone around you are stupid, doesn’t mean the rest of us are, thank you very much. 

Then Gucci came into the picture. Gucci this, Gucci that. Gucci, Gucci, Gucci. I AM SICK OF GUCCI! We get that you are the face of Gucci and friends with AM. But can you not shove Gucci down our throats 24/7, thank you very much. And shut up about “no one’s making any money here” and quit the “struggling artist” act. Please. When youre wearing an outfit that costs more than my whole month’s salary. Go fuck yourself. And if you raise your prices, I expect a stellar product. I expect to get my money’s worth. If I pay thousands to go to Camp MARS, I expect MARS to put some effort into it. Have activities with fans, interact with them. You have the whole weekend. You’re literally booked for the whole weekend. It’s YOUR “festival”. So do the work. And if you sell your camp packages by promising to play new music, then do that and don’t do false advertising, if you’re not intending to play new songs. And can you please tear yourself away from your freeloaders for ONE weekend  and concentrate on your work, thanks. Also, if you’re going to do a show and people paid thousands to see it, can you please rehearse so you actually know the lyrics to your own songs. I don’t come to shows to listen to the fans sing. I come to hear YOU sing. And play. That’s if the band even bothers to show up. 

I could go on and on but what finally made me go “I have had it!” was him disappearing from sm and only coming on when he needs something from us. When he only remembered he has fans when he wanted our votes or our money or  needed us to do PR for him. And him lying the whole time. Can you take things seriously for once and quit being immature and actually say what you mean for once. And do what you say. Don’t expect us to believe you and feel sorry for you if you say your back hurts soooo much, but instead of taking care of it,  you’re flying around long distance to go to fashion shows and to unnecessarily go to some art gallery for a day and when you can go rock climbing with your kittens. Same thing goes for your knee.Don’t go on sm to whine about it to get attention and do ice baths in trash cans and  come on stage wth a cane when you then after two songs take off your knee brace and jump around. 

The last drop for me was the lies about the new album. the ten millionth “#soon. The "we’re 80% done” for 2 years straight. The “We’re finishing the album today” only to tell us two weeks later that he’s working on the lyrics on the first single. Only to tell us the album isn’t even done. At some point it stops being funny and becomes pathetic. Come tease us about a new album WHEN YOU ACTUALLY HAVE AN ALBUM: And dont go around talking about how “exhausted” you are now that you finished ONE SONG. In FOUR years. Seriously, dude! Have you lost touch with reality completely?! Do you actually even know what HARD WORK and REALLY being exhausted from working is like? You need to get out in the real world more, dude. Stop hanging out with your freeloaders whose only job is to go from one vacation to another and lay around by the pool all day or who get dressed by other people and their only job is to look pretty in pictures. That’s not hard work. Neither is doing one song in four years. That’s just insulting.  And if your staff can’t get even one lyric video right, it’s time to finally take a look at your staff and start hiring professionals. How hard is it to get a LYRIC video with two verses right? You write the lyrics down, the person doing the lyric video writes them on the video and reads it through. Another person looks at the LYRICS video when it’s done and compares the lyrics to proofread. Boom. Done. Don’t need to be a genius to do that. 

I don’t know what happened to J. If the Oscar and the millions he got from the Joker role went to his head and his ego got too inflated and he got lazy, because why work when you can make money by doing nothing? Or if he completely lost touch with reality after hanging out too much  with the type of people he does and since he’s dressed head to toe in Gucci and no doubt gets it all for free, he thinks everyone can afford to throw around thousands. Or he just was a shallow douchebag who is full of himself before too and he just played another Oscar worthy role…the “Oscar J” role…and people fell for that PR campaign. And now the real J is coming out again? I don’t know. 

For me to be able to like J again, he needs a huge piece of humble pie. Tone done the attitude. You’re not above everyone else J. You’re not the center of everyone’s universe. You’re not THAT important and you definitely are NOT “different” than most in HW. In fact, you’re pretty much a cliche. So stop acting like you’re “all that”. You’re not. Tone down the Gucci. Seriously. We’re sick of it. Start hanging out with smart people. You’ll be surprised how inspiring smart people actually are. And yeah, most of them don’t look like models, but the good news is you don’t have to sleep with them. You can actually just be friends with people. That’s if you can bear to breathe the same air as someone who is normal weight or, god forbid, overweight. Get involved in your community. If you actually care for the environment or for animals so much, prove it. Letting your interns RT a tweet or two does not count as being “active”. And if you write a “protest song”, please do show with your ACTIONS that you care about things BEFORE writing said song and conveniently using a current unrest to sell it. Stop lying. Seriously. We’re not dumb. Be who you are, whatever it is. But ffs STOP LYING about who you are!!!!!! Put some effort into your work again. Focus. You once did. We want that J back.

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Extremely well said, anon.

I found myself nodding and agreeing all the way through.

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Hi, Frank. I'm seeing a lot of anti-clown hate on your blog lately, and I think a lot of it is grounded in common myths and misconceptions. Clowns, even wild ones, are gentle and fun-loving creatures who seldom attack humans, and if they do, largely as a last resort when backed into a corner. False clowns (like Jokers, Juggalos, and Shapeshifters) contribute largely to the common belief that clowns are dangerous. Do you think clowns are dangerous?

Oh, this is a good question!

The short answer, with the disclaimer that I am in no position to give advice, is that clowns are one of those things that's a little bit dangerous but also one of those things that's very not dangerous.

Clowns are entertaining and funny, but we usually don't care if they're making people upset because they're helping us relax. Clowns aren't trying to make us afraid or worry about the consequences of our actions, and they're not trying to get all up in our business (unlike Minotaurs). They're just entertaining ourselves, whether we want to or not. This has led to an unfortunate proportion of people complaining about clowns in general, not caring about the specific symptoms.

Clowns also, unlike Minotaurs, don't actually prey on people or steal kids away from their parents. Minotaurs, on the other hand, do both of those things, and often thrive on that kind of thing.

A lot of the things that have to do with clowns are things that we have to worry about in human society, like Panicking People Going Beyond Normal Limits or Hyperstimuli. The people who become obsessed with clowns aren't generally doing that kind of thing because they think clowns are dangerous. Rather, they're doing it because it's funny and/or interesting, and it's easier to get into that state of mind when you're too excited or too overwhelmed to think about other things. This is the same reason we laugh at zombie stories or scary stories; we're trying to get to sleep or recover from the overload of all the things going on in our minds and bodies.

So, you shouldn't worry about clowns. They're harmless and fun, as they should be. (OK, and as they were intended by the person who wrote the story in which they appear.)

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The Ballad of Count Dankula & The Nazis

Ash Sharp Editor

God save the Queen, the fascist regime.

As it happened, it appears The Sex Pistols were 40 years early, and about 400 miles too far south with their assessment of the undemocratic nature of Britain. The fascism in the United Kingdom lives not in Buckingham Palace, nor even in the hearts of the bin-bag wearing Mosque door-steppers, Britain First.

It lives in the mind of a petite scotch lady with a penchant for power suits. A microcosmic tartan-clad Clinton. Fascism lives in Scotland, under the regime of a political party that is both Socialist and Nationalist at once. What could go wrong with such a combination?

The cry of humans yearning for freedom is intrinsically tied to the Scottish experience. This is partly thanks to the descendants of Scottish emigrants around the world, and also to the popularity of a certain movie featuring a particularly red-pilled Australian playing William Wallace. Even the anthem Flower of Scotland dubs the Scots as brave fighters for liberty, ready to see off the encroachment of cheeky wee English devils from the south.

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All the more interesting then, that one of the most curious explorations into the modern understanding of freedom of speech has taken place in this country. The curious case of Mark Meehan, a pug named Buddha, and Adolf Hitler, transcends merely the price for transgressing polite public conduct. Meehan and Buddha have found themselves built into a bête noir; ironic, as Buddha is tan in color.

I'll describe the gist of the tale in short, in case you are not familiar. Mark Meehan makes YouTube videos as a hobby, under the name Count Dankula. Yes, he doth smoke the Devil's Lettuce. His girlfriend owns a small pug, named Buddha. Mark likes the dog very much. Mark's girlfriend likes the dog very much. She thinks he is very cute. Meehan -being quite the joker- decided to change this reality slightly, for comedy effect. For a giggle, Meehan has trained Buddha to behave like a Nazi. A Nazi pug. An Uberpug. Buddha now responds to phrases like 'Jews' and 'Do you want to gas the Jews' by turning his head, thinking a treat might be coming. He is a dog, let it be said again for clarity. He is utterly unaware of what a Nazi actually is, just as he is incapable of reading Mein Kampf- or Das Kapital, for that matter.

Buddha will also imitate the Roman Salute with better accuracy than most Neo-Nazi Live Action Role Players when given the command, 'Sieg Heil'.

Incredibly, you cannot even share the original video from Meehan's channel. YouTube have removed the ability to do so, even going so far as to remove the ability to embed the video in articles like this one.

When Meehan made the video, his channel audience was small. As happens with funny videos, Buddha being a Nazi went viral, and Meehan found his YouTube channel growing apace. The video also came to the attention of the Scottish Police.

Arrested for violating hate-speech laws, Meehan has been subjected to multiple court dates, the most recent of which have carried with them the possibility of Meehan not returning home and being sent straight to jail.

He lives in a country where the state will take an interest in a video of a dog performing tricks. We can admit the humor is risque, but what is at stake here is curious in the extreme. Who, exactly, is the butt of the joke in Mr. Meehan's video?

It is not Jewish people. It cannot be Jewish people unless we are now to say that to mention the word 'Jews' is offensive. Is the word Jew offensive? Is it only offensive when spoken by non-Jews? Perhaps it is the phrase 'Do you want to gas the Jews' which is the problem. If this is the case, then it can only be the case that regardless of context, the words 'gas the Jews' is always offensive. In many cases, this will be an offensive phrase, particularly if it is said with venom, in public, to incite people to carry out violence or promote anti-Semitism. It cannot be so, that to say 'gas the Jews' is always offensive. If that is the case, then I may be arrested (were I in Scotland) for writing these words down, as should the writers of all the other articles about this case. Context has to matter, or nothing makes sense at all, and we live in a society without meaning.

Is training a pug to respond to 'Do you want to gas the Jews' anti-Semitic?

The butt of Mr. Meehan’s joke is not Buddha the dog, nor is it his girlfriend (who no doubt has the patience of several saints). The butt of Meehan's joke is the Nazis. It is called irony, the Scottish court should look it up. Incidentally, so should the Mirror, the Telegraph And the Mail Online.

This is definitely what we should focus on. Not context. Context is for Nazis.

It requires an uncharitable reading of this comedy sketch in extremis to extrapolate anti-Semitism. The title of the video should be enough to indicate the comedian's intent; Mate, your dog is a Nazi. (Translation from Scotch- mine.)

There exists such a concept as dog-whistling, which is to say that there is a hidden subtext to a piece of art, or an article or even a tweet, which secretly conveys another meaning to other extremists. This allows you to accuse someone of just pretending to not be a Nazi while mocking Nazis, because really you are a Nazi after all.Irony; a sketch featuring an actual dog is accused of being a Nazi dog-whistle. Hitler loved dogs too, you know.

Does your dog want to build the thousand-year Reich?

I will go further, and argue that Meehan unintentionally presaged the leftist lunacy of 2017 with their punch a Nazi rhetoric, and is mocking the hysteriical Antifa activists and other proponents of violence too. Although the video in question is now over two years old, watch it again and remember that people have been assaulted for the suspicion of being a Nazi.

The concept of the joke is that Buddha the pug is a Nazi. Pugs are very silly dogs indeed. They look silly. They act silly. Therefore Nazis are silly. The people who want to punch Nazis are also silly. Silliness begets silliness and now, stupidity, as Meehan is facing jail for making edgy jokes. As a writer who enjoys a joke as much as the next guy, I am most annoyed at having to explain a joke. Imagine how Mr. Meehan has felt, for the last two years. Imagine having to go to the same party over and over again, where the same boorish prigs demand you explain a joke you made two years ago.

The curiosity is not that the state is too humorless to spot that Meehan is mocking Nazis by training a pug to imitate their salute. The curiosity is that the state is making an example of Mr. Meehan. Not out of revulsion against anti-Semitism or opposition to the Nazis; oh no. Mr. Meehan will be the example to show what can happen to you if you step out of line.

The whiff of religious bigotry is easy to find in some parts of Scotland. Sectarianism between Catholics and Protestants runs deep. This long-running blood feud has not been targeted with the same level of resources as has Meehan and his evil Nazi dog. Occasionally the police will denounce anti-papist songs of the fans of Glasgow Rangers. We must ask, what is the motivation here? Scotland has no history of Anti-Semitism, beyond the support for Palestinian rights among the supporters of Glasgow Celtic Football Club.

I contend that this court case contains a hidden message. A dog-whistle to all citizens, if you will.

The longer this case drags on and the more notorious and misreported it becomes in the press, the greater the impact of Meehan's sentence will be; should he be found guilty and jailed. Such a case will send a message to all Scotland- don't speak about any other religious or ethnic group; no matter what. There will be a new crime on the books. You will be charged with being white while in charge of an edgy sense of humor. Meehan is far from the first Scot to be a comedian on the cusp of taste and decency. Frankie Boyle to name but one has made a career from offending sensibilities at will, with jokes about cot death, incest, rape – the list goes on. What separates Boyle from Meehan is that Boyle is overtly politically left-wing, with a column in The Guardian newspaper to espouse his views, whilst Meehan has resolutely ignored inquest into his political leanings and was, up until now, a private citizen.

As we see today, this is a damning indictment of Scottish society that to be protected from the state, you must be a tribalist of some variety. If Meehan had performed his sketch while having previously declared his allegiance to a group- almost any group- then he would have had the support of that interest group to fight his case to the press, to the public. As it stands, Meehan is, like most people, merely a citizen. A citizen who wanted to make his friends laugh. There is nothing more tragic to my mind, that a supposedly free society is punishing individuals when they have done no harm- although as we see, the Scottish state is claiming that words are literally harmful in this case.

But who benefits? Politically, The Scottish National Party (SNP) is a separatist party with pro-European Union leanings and a pro-immigration stance; as most leftist parties are in Europe. Benefitting as the Democrats in the United States do from a strong base among migrants and descendants of migrants, Meehan and his dog represent a great opportunity for the SNP to forge a weapon with which to purge the land of those who would dissent against their policies. There can be no other explanation for the obsessive pursuit of Mr. Meehan by own government. The motive is not to protect any group from evil men who wish to incite bigotry. It is about control. It is a public flogging on the altar of modern multicultural society.

Two Jews, The Ayatollah Khomeini, and Caitlyn Jenner's lawyer walk into a brothel.

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If you are unable to make jokes, you are unable to speak your mind.  If the state is able to interpret this comedy video as a hate-crime, then you may not speak against, for example, disproportionate crime rates among migrant populations. That too will be a hate crime. You may not speak about the predilection of Pakistani males to rape white children. This is a hate-crime. This case is not concerned with a man saying the word 'Jew'.

This case is the state of Scotland against the idea of being offensive itself. Being offended is no longer possible, as all offensive behavior is against the law. You are not offended. You are the victim of a crime- even if you are not the target of a joke, you can be offended on behalf of your conception of the alleged target of the joke. Though I am averse to bringing up the topic of race, we would no doubt see a different response from the state if Meehan was an ethnic minority. A sad thing to say. Worse, that it is undoubtedly true.

If the Scottish legal system fails Mr. Meehan and jails him for the crime of mocking Nazis on the internet, the Flower of Scotland no longer will represent the land of the free. It will become a symbol co-opted and perverted by a fascistic state, just as the Third Reich co-opted and perverted the swastika. No one will be able to crack a joke in Scotland for fear of being misunderstood, misrepresented or taken out of context.

In an effort to purge herself of bigotry, Scotland will become what she claims to hate the most.

I think that's what they call ironic. Good luck, Count Dankula. Good luck, Buddha. Thanks for the laughs, and long may they continue.

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Good night words: your tears, I want to do it, my happiness, you have to take over

Good night words: your tears, I want to do it, my happiness, you have to take over. Give your smile to a stranger. Probably, this is the only sunshine he sees in one day; chances are you met it only once in your life; chances are he would have remembered this sunshine all his life.

1, people can refuse anything, but absolutely can not refuse to mature. Refused to mature, in fact, is to circumvent the problem, to avoid pain. The tendency to evade the problem and to escape the pain is the root cause of the human mental illness. If you do not handle it in time, you will pay a heavy price and suffer more.

2, in fact, the happiest fairy tales in the world, but with the oil and gas through the years.

3, life, there is always a person, always with you, that you are not hardworking, not as gentle as others, criticize you spend money, you do not think too dressed, you simply useless. But this person, with his diligence nourishing your inertia, with his strong care of your romance, with all his fill your desires, with his loyalty guarding your beauty. So, you slowly do not care what he said, but firmly go with him.

4, the first day of the heart of the tragedy, after the body edge, fear of knot in Health, then promise heavy, monarch must remember.

5, you are still alone, and occasionally will be lonely Occasionally will want to have a personal hug, so you are still waiting. It does not matter, you will definitely wait. You have to believe that person is looking for you after a lot of experience. All you have to do is take good care of yourself and get yourself into the best of the best.

6, but also indifferent to the best, and then have to be confident.

7, so many things that you feel almost want to kill your life, so much you feel that no place to sustain, will slowly get better. Even slowly, as long as you are willing to wait, it is willing to be the past. Those who can not be overcome for the time being, insurmountable, intolerable, intolerant, tell yourself that anything that lasts will eventually make you grow and make you stronger.

8, before the opportunity comes, the only thing you can do is to make yourself good enough.

9, before the age of 10, by the family a great influence, whether a good family environment is crucial to human growth. Before the age of 20, affected by a great friend, whether a good circle of friends is crucial to human growth. Before the age of 30, affected by a great self, whether a good self-enlightenment is crucial to human growth. After the age of 30, things are more affected by the current situation in society. Individuals may find talent, look hard, and look for opportunities due to their social connections.

10, forget the years, forget the pain, forget your bad, we will never say goodbye.

11, birds with the same feathers, gathered together.

12, some people, can not tell where good, but that is, no one can not be replaced.

13, if a person really love you, distance is not a problem, it will only become a force to grow love.

14, because I do not know if I can meet you next life, so my life will be so hard to give you the best - just love you so much.

15, give your smile to a stranger. Probably, this is the only sunshine he sees in one day; chances are you met it only once in your life; chances are he would have remembered this sunshine all his life.

16, I am very simple, best at losing the burden, bloom smile.

17, two people together to do the most things, is to accompany. I did my job, you did it for you, there are two or three hours of prime time, they are exclusive. But you know that one other person in one space is sitting there, and you feel very practical - that's what's called "personal space." Although those two or three hours are in their own world, the difference is that they are accompanied by another person - this is love, the most normal love.

18, If you just wait, what happens will only be that you get older.

19, after breaking up, do not think back to the sweet past, because it will make myself more painful; do not doubt his decision because he has decided; do not try to restore, because it is not worth it; do not worry about missing him will be the most horrible thing in your life, He is not afraid to miss you, what are you afraid of; do not be afraid you are about to fall in love without life, because that's impossible. After breaking up, please go forward smartly, because it is worth that person, not far away.

20, to say that exports have been restored to the pain, never mention my heart touched.

21, what is the most difficult? Speak with life.

22, Suddenly found a lot of people who are indispensable in life, walked away.

23, the old man in the heart of the dust on this settled, no longer mentioned, stop in the quagmire of life, turn around is empty net.

24, in this world, the most unreliable fairy is the moon, let a good woman met a man do not fly, so that a good man to meet the woman does not fly.

25, if you have love, do not touch ambiguous. In the face of precious love, we need a go-between. Can withstand the temptation, loneliness, the only way to give each other the greatest sense of security, the road of love will go flat.

26, many people can love, few people love worthy.

27, while we are still young, take a few steps, enjoy the scenery along the way, do not rush to reach the destination and miss the warmth of the people and things; while we are still young, say more romantic words, do more Childish things, do not be too suspicious Jokers missed the most beautiful fragments of life and occasions; while we are still young, shorten the distance and extend the time. While we are young, do whatever we want to do.

28, the most beautiful in the world, than to get rid of that smile from anger.

29, Ma: A person has his time, his environment, only in this era, have such success, entrepreneurs can not re-take others' way. Like everyone else, the first example was Gates, Li Ka-shing. Later found that they are not role models, can not learn, too big too strong. A real role model must be around you, you make a small restaurant, an example is a diagonal restaurant.

30, comfort stretched, only Lengnuanzizhi.

31, people can refuse anything, but absolutely can not refuse to mature. Refused to mature, in fact, is to circumvent the problem, to avoid pain. The tendency to evade the problem and to escape the pain is the root cause of the human mental illness. If you do not handle it in time, you will pay a heavy price and suffer more.

31, you think you can not lose, the original is not not to be lost, you flow tears, own funny to you laugh, you heartbroken, and then found that do not love you, you do not deserve to be sad, Looking back today, is not it a comedy? Love, another new realm, all the sadness is nothing but history.

32, Blessed are those who have nothing, because they will have it all!

33, each of the life, with so unforgettable feelings of a few paragraphs or paragraphs, so one or several hand in hand with the stormy people. One day, the fleeting years may dilute it all, and we have only ourselves. Back to the mountains and rivers of their own years, a person continue walking on foot, but we are not alone.

34, you smiled slightly, different from what I said. And I think, for this, I have waited for a long time.

35, why do you want to tangle love do not love? Love to love, do not love to roll. Why do not you do anything else? Right to do, wrong do not do. Why do you want to get married? Natural love will end, do not love what to do? Why not live in the discussion? Are friends know me, not a friend who cares you? Happy life only two words: free and easy. Why cater to this world, and this world to accept me.

36, from the other mistakes to find out their own responsibilities, is the best way to love each other.

37, Indifference is the concentrated expression of evil, because the opposite of love is not hate, is indifference; the opposite of beauty is not ugly, is indifference; the opposite of faith is not heresy, is indifference; the opposite of life is not death, is indifference.

38, when I did not know that love was a one-way street, and now I know it. Love, like respect, is not something that comes, but something that is paid.

39, your tears, I have to work, my happiness, you have to take over.

40, because of love, so paranoid.

[missjoker96]

Hey my lovely clown friends! ♡♡♡

This was my own idea and no request this time. I hope it's good, so please enjoy it! :)

Female Reader and Joker

Joker stalking and kidnapping an innocent girl

It's your point of view.

It was half past ten in the evening and you walked through the streets of Gotham. It was loud like during the day. And you always thought the same. Why did you even move into this dirty and fucked up city? But then again you did it to make your family proud. You got a job in a bank and a nice apartment which was very comfortable for you, because you were a single young woman. You even thought about owning a pet, because you always wished to have a cat and soon you would have one. You tried to bring your brain on other thoughts while you were alone in a big and dangerous city. All you could hear were the siren of a police car, other cars and drunk people laughing. It was definetely time to get home before people notice you alone as a woman without weapons. You took a deep breath and continued to walk. The street lamps were the only light for you and most of the windows from buildings were already dark. "Why have I decided to go out at this late time? I'm so stupid." You spoke to yourself and suddenly you heard foot steps. They didn't belong to you and your heart raced faster. Someone has noticed you and probably followed you already. This wasn't a good sign and you walked faster. The direction didn't matter now and you breathed faster until you arrived an unfamiliar street where you stopped.

Suddenly you noticed a shadow on a building. It wasn't your shadow and you thought about turning around and face the person who followed you. You only had two choices. Eighter running away or look your follower into his eyes. You were a brave young woman and turned around. Nobody was there, only this shadow and you decided to speak. "Who is there? That's not funny. Show yourself or I call the police!" This was riskful, because you had no idea who was there behind the building. And then he finally showed himself. You barely noticed his face, because it was so dark and he stepped into the light. A cold shiver ran down on your back and you slowly stepped back. It was a guy dressed as clown. He wore a red suit, green hair and clown make up. This must have been a true nightmare, because you hated clowns. You were scared of them since your childhood. And now you have been stalked from a clown. Could it be worse than that?

"Why did you follow me, clown?" You finally asked, but he came closer and put a clown mask on to cover his face. Maybe he was scared to be seen and grabbed your hands. Did he really want to kidnap you? It looked like he would kidnap you and put a cloth around you, so you couldn't talk anymore. And you had the feeling of running away, but at the same time you were frightened, because this clown could have killed you if he carried a gun with him. He even hand cuffed you and leaded you away from this place. You wished to hear his voice and he finally spoke to you. "I followed you, because of a very good reason. Now be a good girl and walk. Oh and my name isn't clown. My name is Joker." You have heard this name before, but you didn't know that you met exactly this clown in red suit. Since you couldn't speak anymore, you only did what he wanted from you. It was a bad idea to argue with a clown and you were scared of them too. All the way you walked with him was silent. Nobody seemed to notice you both and nobody was there to help you. You were alone with a clown who just kidnapped you. And it felt as if it was a never ending walk. You thought about his name. Joker. There was only one clown who owned this name and you felt how your anxiety grew with each moment you thought about him. But then, finally he stopped to walk and you heard how he unlocked a door. Your eyes were always on him. His red suit, the green hair and the clown mask that covered his face. Suddenly he turned around and spoke to you.

"We are there. Promise me to be silent and don't try to scream. I don't want to hurt you, okay?" He didn't want to hurt you, but he kidnapped you. How funny and strange, but you only shook your head and stared at his outfit. The clown leaded you inside and removed the cloth from your mouth, but he kept your hand cuffed. Maybe he was afraid that you try to escape sooner or later, but you were a good girl. You were afraid of him, but you could also calm down and feel a bit safer. The idea was strange, but it was better to be a prisoner of a clown than getting hurt or sexually abused from drunkards. Gotham was dangerous enough and known of crimes. "Alright, Joker. Why are you doing this? Do you want to be known as the clown prince of crimes?" Your question was brave as he leaded you to a table where he pointed to a seat. Of course you sat down and he began to study your features. You wished that he put his clown mask off, but you didn't ask him. "I am the clown prince of crimes. What is your name?" He asked you and you rolled your eyes before you answered him. "Is this your kind of conversation, Joker? My name is (Y/N)." Finally you told him your name and he smirked behind the clown mask. He didn't sound so evil, but you wouldn't trust him anyway. He stalked you and kidnapped you. And he seemed to enjoy it. But he didn't tell you why he did that. "Nice to meet you, (Y/N). Please don't fear me. There are so many people who fear me, because I'm a clown." Joker watched you and felt bad inside. He wasn't here to hurt you, but you had no idea about it. It angered you and you yelled at him. "I have a fucking clown phobia since my childhood and you tell me I shouldn't fear you. What is wrong with you, clown?" Okay this was hard, but you had a good reason to yell at your kidnapper. And he didn't mind that, because he was used getting insulted and hurt. He turned his head against the wall and dropped the clown mask. You looked at his green curly hair from behind and noticed how he looked down to the ground. Somehow you felt bad for him and something told you that you should tell him that you are sorry for insulting him. After a moment of thinking, you decided to speak to him. Your eyes were fixed at him and you spoke. "Please forgive me, Joker. I didn't want to insult you."

Joker looked down and spoke with a sad voice. "It is okay, (Y/N). I couldn't know about your clown phobia. I should let you go and stop to kidnap young woman." Suddenly he turned around and looked into your face. You could see his face finally! And you both could tell that your eyes were big and your mouth was half opened. "What?" He asked and lit himself a cigarette. It was clear that you were speechless and surprised about his handsome features. Your bones were weak and your heart raced faster. Could you explain him what you think of him? No. It wasn't easy for you and you just said what you thought. "Nothing, but you are beautiful. I think you are the most beautiful clown I've ever seen in my whole life." Your eyes were fixed at him and his face expression changed. He took a long drag of his cigarette and came towards you. You were nervous, but not afraid anymore. Deep in his heart he was a kind person, ignored from society and looking for revenge. But you couldn't know that and you were afraid that he might not like your compliments. "Are you kidding?" He finally asked as he stood in front of you. His face didn't look angry but he wanted to know if you made a bad joke or if you meant it serious. "No. Why would I be kidding? I mean it serious, Joker. You are very beautiful." You sounded like a fan girl and he suddenly smirked. His smirk made you weaker. You loved every part of his clown make up and wanted to tell him that, but Joker spoke to you now. "You are the first who tells me compliments. I think you understand me. Nobody has ever understand me." His voice was like music in your ears and you listened to him as if you knew about what he spoke. People ignored him all his life, but since he was known as Joker, people finally noticed him. He became a villain, but it wasn't his fault. You wanted to hug him and tell him that everything is going to be okay, but you were still hand cuffed. Wasn't it romantic? You've got eyes for Joker, your kidnapper and you were hand cuffed. This was a very exciting situation. "Yes I understand you and I tell you compliments, because they are true about you. You maybe think I'm kidding, but I'm not." You tried to avoid his face, but it was nearly impossible. He was too handsome to be ignored. Your thoughts told the truth about him and your heart made a step. This kind of situation barely happened in life, that a girl fell in love with her kidnapper.

The green haired clown believed you and blew a dark smoke out of his mouth. He studied your eyes and had something in mind. He wasn't shy or something like that, but he was afraid that you maybe slap him after he did what he wanted to do. You both had the same thought and your eyes were fixed at each others. Joker trusted you already and unlocked your hand cuffs. Finally you were free and the first thing you did was hugging him. "Thank you Joker! I knew that you have a good heart and not a bad one." You sounded happy and you smelled his parfum and the scent of the cigarette. He was still smoking and placed his free hand on your cheek. His hand felt good on your soft and warm skin. "It is good. I see that I can trust you, so there are no hand cuffs needed anymore. You are really a good girl, (Y/N)." He smiled at you and finished his cigarette. It was amazing and so intimate to watch him smoking. He was so beautiful and handsome and you were so naive and trusted him. But he trusted you too. If not then you would still be hand cuffed. For a moment you thought about kissing him and you placed your hands on his cheeks and pressed your lips against his red painted ones. You just kissed your kidnapper! And all the anxiety you got disappeared. Joker replied your kiss and wrapped his arms around you. You both were surprised and you could tell that he loved being kissed. This was reality and once you both broke the kiss, your eyes were fixed at his. And Joker's eyes were fixed at yours. How could he have such intense green eyes?

"Oh my god Joker. This was very intense and beautiful. Forgive me for this kiss, but I feel.." You wanted to end your sentence, but he smirked and kissed you one more time. This was the final answer. He felt the same for you and it was like love for the first sight. You wanted to touch his hair with your fingers and feel those sexy curls on your soft skin. He stroked your cheeks during the kiss and looked into your eyes. "I know what you want to say, (Y/N). You feel drawn to me. Am I right?" You even loved his sexy voice and you could only shake your head, because your eyes were fixed at his handsome features. You needed a moment to answer him and took his hands into yours. His hands were so soft and beautiful. Everything on him was beautiful and you finally spoke. "I feel drawn to you and I love you, Joker. And I forgive you for stalking me and kidnapping me." You got a smirk on your face and Joker noticed it. He cupped your cheeks and answered you. "I also feel drawn to you, (Y/N). You have something particular on you and I never felt this way before." Joker's words made you happy and you kissed him again. You were truly naive, but you listened to your heart and your heart never lied. This clown was in your dreams and now everything made sense. He was looking for you and kidnapped you, to show you who he really was. Somehow you felt scared at the first time when you met him, but then it became exciting and romantic even after he hand cuffed you. This experience was still in your mind. "Me, particular? Thank you. That's a compliment Joker. Would you like to hand cuff me again? It was very romantic for me." You sounded as if you loved being part of a crime and Joker didn't want to believe what he just heard from your mouth.

"Are you serious, (Y/N)" His voice sounded surprised and he raised his eye brows. He looked at you with his green eyes. Those wild eyes! And you bit your lower lip nervously and pulled him closer. "I am serious, but as long as I am with you everything is perfect. We can do the hand cuff thing later again my clown prince of crimes." You smirked at him and kissed his lips again. The taste of his lips was sweet. He replied your kiss and then looked at you. "Why waiting if I could hand cuff you now?" Joker laughed and you knew it was just a joke of him. You met the most dangerous villain of Gotham City but also the most attractive and handsome one. The best on him was that he didn't kidnap you to hurt you, he did it because he got feelings for you. The same happened to you and suddenly you hand cuffed him and yourself.

"Now we are both hand cuffed to each other. You're my Joker now." You smiled at him and he smirked. His beautiful smirk and he looked at your hand cuffed hands. "I like that idea very much. Now come here, (Y/N)! Let me kiss your sweet lips one more time." And you let him kiss your lips. Joker pressed his lips against yours with closed eyes and you both were lost in each others kisses...

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