#athur fleck fanfiction

[duhliriouss]

Joker One - Shot

Grind on Me

Based on @jokerflecker’s anon ask rollplay that got a little too REAL , I’m sorry if this is a flop. I tried writing it as fast a possible for all you horny clowns and kinda went over board 🥺

A/N: plug in those headphones! I like to add music to fics a lot and find that listening with headphones on while reading really brings in the mood ❣️ well at least for me it does (I don’t do anything without music blaring in my ears) I’m sorry if I made it too musical :/

Summary: Joker has made you sexually frustrated so you end up grinding yourself on his thigh. That’s it really except for the insanely added random stuff😅🖤

Word Count: 3,625

Warnings: Swearing, SMUT

You’ve never committed a crime in your life. You can even say that now; as you waited in Joker and yours’ shared apartment for him to come home from his daily tasks of being his clown prince self.

You always had followed him blindly after his transformation. You’ve been together for so long now. And you were okay with his new-found confidence. You were okay with him switching the gears in your relationship; he was in charge now, and thank god for that...you were never good at taking the lead anyway. Now don’t get yourself all wrong, you loved Arthur dearly before he changed. It had always made sense when you soothed his laughing attacks before bed, when you gave him a warm soothing bath and kissed his bruises tenderly to make them feel better. You would do it all over again if you had to, even if it meant to go through mountains and valleys, hell and back just to protect him from the cruel world that had ambushed him vigorously day in and day out.

But you didn’t have to anymore. Instead, the tables had turned. It was Joker now that went though hell and back to protect you. Although this time it was to save you from the consequences of his own actions, the actions that you justified each time he added a number to his kill count. He never killed for the fun of it. It was for solid reasons; They deserved it, and he shows you just how much he appreciates you every day for staying by his side. He was only blossoming, and you will blossom with him in your very own way. You’ve become more loose, not caring what others think; Dancing in the rain with your beloved after he had just blown up the bank, splashing your feet in the wet remains and ash that sprinkled down with the cold water droplets that sent chills up your spine, mingling with the adrenaline you were both high on. And you have never felt more alive.

And that’s exactly what you did in this very moment..

( Listen To: Just the Two of Us - Grover Washington )

The radio trumpeted throughout the flat. Joker would be home soon and what better way to celebrate than lighting a cigarette and letting your head boom so loud you couldn’t even think straight? It sounded great to you, as it did everyday since it had become routine. You’ve grown bored most days since you liked to stay home all curled up in just your clown shaped slippers, one of Joker’s sweatshirts and your messy (y/h/c) hair, watching the news in anticipation to possibly see what your Joker has done now.

You smiled mischievously as you lit your cigarette, bobbing your head slightly to the vibrational thumps of melody that traveled from the floorboards up to your legs.

Just the two of us

Building castles in the sky

Just the two of us

The song certainly didn’t match the gracefulness of your sun dress you decided to wear today, but you danced anyway.

You lifted up your arms above your head with the cigarette in one hand, swaying your body back and forth and singing along, with your head held up high. The twilight sky seeped though the opened window, turning your living room into a lush blue hue, illuminating your already light blue floral adornment while darkening the rest of the flat into darker shades of purple contours.

You boogied and let yourself free, your body finding its way to each corner of the flat. You kept your eyes closed for the most part, letting yourself feel the strains and chords of the day, melting into a simple bliss of song. You moved your fragile, elegant body in ways that would be hard for anyone to keep their eyes off of; especially Joker, since he was already silently watching you from the doorway that led straight to the living area. You kept going, completely oblivious to his presence that had been muffled to the unnecessary loud music that seemed like it could shake the whole damn building.

He moved his forearm against the opened door frame, getting himself more comfortable as he watched you in complete amusement. This was clearly a routine for him too. He enjoyed nothing more than coming home and catching you in the act at your most tasteful state. He was infatuated by the way you’ve changed, with your afresh freedom that he created for you. For the both of you.

He started to tap his foot, his green oceans flicking back and forth as to follow your every move. His red painted lips turned upwards into a wicked smirk, nodding his head with chuckles escaping his throat.

“And darling when the morning comes

And I see the morning sun

I wanna be the one with you”

Joker sang out loud to you. You wiped your body around to find him leaned lazily against the door frame. Pure excitement boiled up your spine to the site of his return as you smiled broadly. Joker’s eyes twinkled to your contagious, beaming grin, causing his smile to grow even wider. You lifted your arms outward with your cigarettes still in your hand as you sung back:

“We can make it just the two of us!”

The saxophone that played in the song had begun as Joker swayed his way over to you, graceful in his bouncing steps, pulling his hands in front of his face in a silly attempt to fake-play the instrument. He kept going in a desperate plead to make you laugh until he was up close to you. And oh did it work. You couldn’t get enough of his absurdity. You laughed audibly over the fading out music, flicking your cigarette to the ash tray by the table that laid next to you so you could stretch out your open arms for a well needed embrace.

“There’s that laugh” Joker cracked out lovingly.

He reached in for your welcoming embrace and held you for what felt like forever. The only sounds now just being the radio talk show host:

“And there you have it folks. Our next song here will get that fog out of your brains. We are all disheartened from all the terrible riots that have been happening all over here in Gotham. So wind down, grab a glass of wine, and kick back to this one..”

(Listen To: Come and Get Your Love - Redbone)

“I’ve missed you” you breathed as you clung to his red suit.

“Shhh, I fucking love this song”

“Wha—“

“Shh” he hissed again “dance with me love”

You complied with a over dramatic eye roll along with a smirk as Joker grabbed your hips and gently started to move your body along with his own. He didn’t even give you any time to take in more of his scent or even be greeted with his usual array of kisses that he leaves all over your face and chest. Once there was music involved, no matter where or what time of day, Joker was clearly unable to contain himself from boogieing down and giving his full attention to anything else. You didn’t care however...actually, you fucking loved it. Nothing was hotter to you than watching him dance. Music or no music. It didn’t matter. His moves would never look as good on anyone else but himself. It sent you in a trance and always sent sparks of butterflies up your core. Actually, it was even more hot when he dances up against you; especially to music like this that forced the both of you to rub up against each other, other than the usual slow dancing and floor dips. Dancing to songs like this made you desire more of him. His confidence dripping off like pure honey, drizzling off the spoon.

Joker spun you around so your back was flush against his chest. He crossed your arms in front of your own chest and kept hold of your forearms as he moved his own hips back and forth, grinding against you. His unruly green locks bounced against the back of his shoulders enticingly. You followed along matching his rhythm, leaning your head back slightly so you can look up at his authentic, painted features. A smile plastered on your face as Joker leaned down and kissed the front of your exposed neck. You both continued to dance back and forth.

The bass that reverberated the entire building enveloped the moans that cracked out of your throat when he forced his tongue out to lap at the sensitive skin. Joker didn’t have to hear it to know what he was doing to you. He actually smirked against the pulsing point of your throat as it quickened. He could also feel the vibrations from your throat too as you whimpered.

“Heeyy“ He sung against your neck, you could feel his hot breath as his face nuzzled against you.

“Heeyy” you replied for the next verse. You both kept your eyes closed, both very aware of each other’s giddy, foolish smiles.

You gasped internally as Joker brought his mouth up to your ear, tucking a strand behind it as he spoke:

“I know what this does to you. I can feel your legs trembling”

“Then do something about it.” you teased back, making sure to keep the innocence in your voice as you spoke softly, though you couldn’t hide the shudder that ran through your body to his words.

Joker hummed in response. Your bodies just kept moving in a silent game of who can make the other give in first. It was Joker’s turn as he let go of your crossed arms and slid his rough hands down the seem of your dress, stopping at the front of your hips and grabbing down. Your breath hinged, cursing internally to yourself for telling him long ago that this was your sensitive spot.

Your heat was starting to drip to the inside of your thighs, you swallowed hard in anticipation of realizing it was now your turn. But before you could even think of what to do to get him going, the music ended.

“That’s alright” you thought to yourself. “I don’t need music to win”.

Apparently you did as you realized Joker had let go of you now. You stayed facing away from him for a few seconds as the talk show host invaded the silence that resided the room. You turned around to meet his gaze which you thought was right behind you, but instead watched as he was actually over in the kitchen area, pouring 2 glasses a wine for the both of you.

“Hey! That’s not fair! It was my turn!”

He seemed to ignore your clamor but held a small, smug grin which didn’t seem so small with that exaggerating, red stained smile. He made his way over with the 2 wine glasses, passing one over to you. You snatched it out of his hands, waiting for an explanation on leaving you this flustered.

“Your turn for what darling? I can’t dance all night. And besides..” he paused to reach down to the coffee table, grabbing his cigarette and lighting it. “That radio guy was really making me crave some wine”

Your lips parted slightly in bewilderment. Joker on the other hand took a long drag off his cigarette, looking deep into your dilated pupils. He was eating up all of your sweet reactions, it was such a drug to him, watching you be a writhing, flustered mess. You were completely unaware of the fact that this was still Joker’s turn. And he was winning. You never stood a chance and deep down you knew better.

You didn’t move and kept your eyes locked on him as he gave you a half chuckle. He held his cigarette with his mouth while he walked passed you to get to the tv, switching it on before making his way back to the couch. You turned to get out of his way but stayed standing still with the wine glass in your hand. You were feeling rather speechless on what to do or say next. Joker sat down gently on the couch as to not spill his brim-filled beverage. He kept his legs spread out and reached out his arms to the back of the couch lazily. He stared at you for a moment again, so you crossed your arms childishly and formed your lips into a pout.

“Yes?” You asked.

“I can’t see the T.V doll, could you move for me?”

His words stung straight to your chest. You were still completely unaware of his little game, prudishly under his control and he knew it. This was only making him radiate even more confidence. You stepped out of his way and stood to the side. You held your glass of wine with both hands, as if suddenly forgetting how to properly hold it due to how unnerved you were still feeling. You were extremely frustrated with the arousal you were still experiencing. It had all stopped so abruptly and all you craved in this moment was his hands on your soft skin again. Your skin tingled from being especially touch starved in this moment.

Your frustrations got the best of you as you failed to notice Joker’s enlarged pupils boaring into your innocent form. He was clearly satisfied with himself for thoroughly throwing you off. He was in control now. Your thoughts were finally interrupted as Joker cleared his throat. You snapped your head up to look him in the face, causing him to grin widely at seeing your flushed cheeks. You waited for him to speak but instead watched as he placed his already half drunken wine glass gently down on the side table, then using that now free hand to pat on his lap.

“Come”

He didn’t even need to say anything for you to know he wanted you to straddle him while he watched T.V. It had also become a routine for you and Joker’s down time. You sighed, ultimately giving up and walking over to him with a sheepish, tired smile painted on your lips. You sucked down most of your wine before taking your place on his lap. He didn’t move a muscle as you tried to get yourself comfortable, though it was hard seeing how, for some reason, he wasn’t closing his legs enough for you to be able to saddle him with one leg on each side of him. You didn’t think much of it though, you got comfy anyways by placing one leg on each side of just one of his legs, then lying down your head against his red suited chest to close your eyes and let the wine lull you into a dizzy nap.

You were struggling however, you couldn’t stop thinking about Joker’s hands on you just minutes ago. You felt slightly ashamed by how wet you were still getting underneath your sundress. You needed some friction more than ever right now. So you slowly started to move your hips against his thigh, oh so carefully as to not get him to notice. You acted it out as if you were just repositioning yourself.

Joker smirked wickedly as he kept his eyes to the T.V. , he had the news on which played a segment about himself. Though it wasn’t the purpose for his smug smirk - he knew exactly what you were doing. You had fell right into his trap, just how he wanted it..

“It’s okay darling, go ahead, rub yourself on me” his voice cracked a little

Blood rushed to your ears from his words. Your head snapped up drastically as you looked into his eyes, which flicked casually from the T.V to meet yours. You could see his dilated pupils now.

Was this his plan all along?

Joker watched as your rosy cheeks turned into a deeper red, flushing down all the way to your breasts. His gaze dipped down until stopping at your heaving chest. He swallowed trying to rewet his mouth, then licked the button of his lip before bringing his thigh up just gently enough to reach your heat, causing you to twitch slightly.

“Come on, don’t be shy now”

His words mixed with his relaxed posture was driving you crazy. Juices were soaking your panties at this point as butterflies continued to dance in your veins. You’ve never rubbed yourself against your Joker’s thigh before, so you complied timidly, steadying yourself first by placing your hands gently on his broad shoulders. You positioned and grounded your swollen bud on the right spot, instantly feeling the warmth that took shelter under his pant leg. You were a little too embarrassed to look him in the eyes yet, so you curled your back forwards slightly to give yourself room to rest your head into the crook of his neck. You could feel his pulse point quicken as you began to move yourself back and forth. Once you leaned down under his chin, Joker lifted his head slightly to give himself room to place his cigarette between his lips without interrupting you. His cigarette hung loosely from his mouth while his hands found their way back to the backs of the couch.

His eyes stayed locked to the T.V as you continued to grind on him; He wasn’t watching it however. His eyes stayed locked in on the reflection of the television, observing each and every motion of how you got off on him. How your (y/h/c) hair fell messily around your shoulders, down your back as you moved yourself on him.

Your breathe was getting more and more rigid as you continued. You were already feeling the tightness build up in your abdomen and your breath started to turn into whines that muffled themselves into his suit. You twisted your arm around the back of his neck more to get a better angle, you needed as much friction as possible. You were starting to get really close to your release. And Joker could tell because you finally brought your head up to face him. He his eyes caught yours in a heavy glare. Your flushed face watched him. He still acted almost careless but you could tell it was still his game since his eclipsed, barley visible green rings around the pupil of his eyes gave it away. His stare alone was enough for you to come undone.

Joker’s cigarette still stayed loosely between his thin red lips but his arms finally made their way off the couch and his hand traveled to your hips. Your maneuvers were becoming way out of sync so he gripped down hard with his calloused hands, moving you rapidly and roughly. His eyes flicked back and forth casually, multiple times until eventually resting where your blue floral trim met with your silky skin. The skirt of your dress had risen quite a bit from Joker’s hands. His head tilted just slightly enough to get a better look at how your juices were visible on this part of your thigh, shimmering from the dim light of the living room. You finally heard a low grumble accumulate in his throat. And your left knee could now feel the bulge that started to take over his pants.

This was enough for you now. You couldn’t take anymore as you threw your whole being into Joker’s loose embrace, sending out a loud cry as waves of your orgasm washed over your trembling frame. Joker let go of your hips, now just ghosting his hands over them to let you ride out your climax. You grabbed fistfuls of his red suit in your hands. Your legs shook violently around him until you could catch your breath. You were calming down but you were still a writhing mess. Joker didn’t move yet so you slowly brought your head up. His eyes looked at you for just a second before taking the last drag of the stub of a cigarette that still poked out of his mouth. He took one hand and discarding it in the ashtray next to him on the side table. He leaned his attention back to you, now looking straight down right on his suite to see all the drool you had left on it. His eyes then traveled to the bottom of your skirt again that displayed delicately to cover all your cum faultlessly. Your eyes darted all around him desperately waiting for any kind of reaction from him. Anything

“Lift up that pretty little dress of yours and show me the mess you’ve made” his voice came out hoarse and flat. Almost unamused

You obeyed, but you couldn’t tell what game he was playing now. Was he really unimpressed with you pleasing yourself on him for the first time ever? Did you really do that bad of a job? Was the way you did it unattractive? You internally nodded your head no, since you still could feel his hardened cock against your knee. He was obviously pleased.

With one last hesitating look, you slowly hiked up your skirt; you were wearing white panties but when Joker’s eyes fell on your mess, he saw how you have came so much that your thong was completely soaked, and see through. The white fabric clung to your pussy, defining your glistening folds. Joker swallowed hard and you could almost hear his heart beating faster in his chest. He let a few rigid breaths before letting out a small series of throaty chuckles. He lifted his head back up to you and you were caught off guard by a charming, wide smile:

“I win..”

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Arthur Fleck One Shot: First Time

A/N: a request for @pcrushinnerd. This came out longer than expected and there was some technical difficulties (things got deleted and I got sad) but it’s all fixed now so enjoy 🤎

Summary: Y/N looses her virginity to a very confident Arthur, soothing all her insecurities and pain away during their first time.

Beta Reader: @arthur-flecks-lovely-smile I cant say thank you enough. You helped make this perfect and I am so grateful ❤️

Word count: 4,298

Warnings: Heavy Smut, mention of death, dominance

“Arthur!” Your voice beamed with excitement to see him as he came through the door. “I’ve been so worried about you, is everything al-“

Hungry lips smashed against yours in a second. You were taken by complete surprise as your body pushed backwards, ready to fall. But Arthur kept you up with his arm that slithered around the small of your back. His other arm went against the wall behind you to leverage the both of you from tumbling down. You weren’t used to Arthur being this demanding and confident.

You and Arthur have been dating for a few months now. But you’ve been Penny’s visiting physical therapist for over a year. Arthur always helped you take care of Penny and was attentively loving when it came to his mother. It held a soft spot for you and grew your crush over time. You were both very shy so it took awhile to announce your love to one another. But when you did, you both surprised each other with the mutual affection. Ever since then the two of you have been inseparable. Caring and loving one another delicately. However both being too shy, the farthest the two of you have gone was timid kisses and snuggling up with each other. Only once have you dared to sit on his lap and softly rub yourself up against him. Yet you were both too afraid to take it a step further, which only led to the two of you panting, too tired to continue from the ongoing heat.

But today was different. 

You placed your hands on Arthur’s chest and pushed him away, both gasping from the kiss.

“Arthur, is everything all right? How is your mother?” Arthur smiled, letting out a soft chuckle. Placing his lips on the top of your head and slowly swaying you back and forth.

“I’m doing wonderful my love. Penny’s dead”

“What?!” You managed to push yourself away from his strong arms and threw your hand over your mouth. “Oh my god.. Arthur is this true? How? How did this happen? The doctor said she was doing just fine now. I don’t und-“ Arthur interrupted you with his finger over your lips and shortened the distance between you again.

“Shhh it’s okay sweetheart. They assumed natural causes. She was already gone when I got there” he lied

Was he in shock?

You squinted your eyes slightly to get a better look at his face. Calm, collected.. smug? His pupils were dilated. You went to speak but closed your mouth again. You couldn’t find the words of what to say. You tried to calm him since it was clearly shock he was experiencing.

“Arthur...”

“Say my name again”

“Arthur?”

You gave him a shy but questioning look but before you could ask more questions to solve your confusion his lips were on you again. You’ve never felt such confidence in himself. Such hunger.

He parted your lips gently and slipped his tongue in, tasting every bit of you eagerly. Your body gave in and you melted in his arms, tasting him back. He gently pushed you back by your hips until your back hit the wall again. He went from your lips to the tip of your chin, then to your neck. Softly sucking and nipping at the most sensitive spot. You gasped as a tingling feeling went throughout your whole core.

Was this his way of dealing with shock?

You weren’t sure. But you couldn’t come up with anything to say or do. You were so distracted by this new pleasure he gave you. You couldn’t think straight.

You let out a small moan as he made his way to the center of your neck. His left arm was now on the wall behind you and his right cupped the other side of your neck. He pushed his arousal against you, suffocating you between him and the wall. You let another small whimper.

“Arthur.. please, can we talk about this? I am in just as much shock as you’re in.”

“Shh” he shushed you by bringing his head from your neck up to your ear, leaving a trail from his hot breath. “It’s okay Y/N, relax. I’m gonna fuck you now, okay?”

Your lips parted in a shocked gasp as your cheeks turned into a instant shade of rosy red. You’ve never heard Arthur say such words so boldly. You precisely had no words or actions on what to do. You looked up at him with wide eyes and saw a greedy, sinful smile and desire filled eyes looking back down at your own.

“It’s alright darling, no need to say or do anything”

god he read you like a book..

“I will do all that for you, I know you’re scared.” He started laughing. “You just got to let me know if I’m hurting you okay? Can you do that for me darling?”

“Yes...” you barley managed to breathe out. He was right. You were scared. You were a virgin and have been terrified all your life for this moment. His confidence was making you tremble in the most glorious way but it also intimidated you greatly. And seeing the circumstances on why he was doing this, there was just too much happening at once. Your mind was going a mile a minute.

“Good”

There was a silence at first as he leaned away, keeping his hands tightly grasped around your hips against the wall. He dug his fingers in as he looked you up and down, taking in his newfound task for the night.

You were a wearing a black shirt that was given to you from him since it was too small. A small cheap silver necklace that he had gifted you a week prior hung over the shirt. You also had red plaid pajama bottoms on that fit you appealingly. Though you didn’t feel attractive.. yet you watched as his tongue poked out just slightly enough to see him lick the inside of his bottom lip in a satisfied manner.

He saw what you couldn’t; Your hard nipples poking out of his shirt, the exposed skin from your lower tummy was freed above the waistline of your bottoms. He could see a hint of your black thong.

He let out a small breathy moan that could barley be heard as his left hand left your hip and tucked under your shirt. You felt the chill of his hand on your skin as he slowly and gently brushed his rough hand up your ribcage, bringing the shirt up with him, freeing your right breast. You flinched in embarrassment, turning your head to the side against the wall shutting your eyes tight. This was the first time Arthur has seen your breasts. Or anyone for that matter. You felt exposed.

“Oh darling.. don’t be ashamed. You’re even better than in my dreams, and you look so delightful in them”

he cupped your breast and finally took his right hand off your hip, bringing it to your chin, forcing you to look at him.

“Look at me sweetheart”

Your innocent (y/e/c) eyes looked up at him now. His eyes were dark and inviting. You saw expectation in his eyes. But you also saw trust. You knew you could back out now if you truly wanted to. But the look in his eyes answered all your ambiguities.

“Um.. Arthur?”

“Yes darling”

“Could you.. could you kiss my neck again?”

“There you go sweetheart. Use your words. But let me do you one better”

Arthur let go your breast and quickly removed your shirt, pulling it over you head, discarding it on the floor. You gasped in shock when he hurriedly grabbed ahold of the back of your thighs below your butt.

“Jump”

You complied and jumped. You must have underestimated his strength. He held you against himself smoothly while he carried you to the bedroom. You held on to him timidly almost like a baby Koala, your cheeks flushing even brighter with the realization of what was next. Were you really ready for this? There was no turning back now because these new feelings electrified throughout yourself.. And you needed more of it.

Your now freed breasts clunged against his vest, the material making them even more sensitive and hard. He placed you down gently on the unmade bed and stood up, looking down at you with a more genuine smile this time.

“Just stay still dear.”

You froze in place with your arms awkwardly by your sides as he reached down and roughly pulled your bottoms off along with your thong. You gasped and shot up

“A-Arthur! Wait!”

You abruptly sat up with your arms sitting you up on the bed, closing your legs together and bent in front of you. You were fully exposed now without anytime to brace yourself. Arthur ignored your clamor, getting on to the bed still fully clothed, hovering over you. He still held the same trust filled smile.

“You are so stunning Y/N. Don’t be shy now. I need to see all of you. Don’t you trust me?”

Without so much as a shy nod of your head, he shot you a mischievous smile opposing the one he had seconds earlier before spreading your legs with his hand, displaying every bit of you. You leaned your back against the pillows to be able to bring your hands to your face. You watched through your spread fingers to find Arthur staring at your lady parts in awe. You were already dripping onto the bed and down your thighs.

His eyes didn’t move as he spoke to you.

“Just breath and close your eyes doll, I promise you will enjoy every second of this”

You closed your fingers around your eyes. You weren’t sure exactly what he was going to do. You were already shaking in fear and anticipation. You didn’t have too much time to ponder over it however as you felt his warm breath on the inside of your thigh. You twitched from the light sensation and let out a small whimper. Light kisses started just below where your juices ended. He kissed you softly acting as If you’d shatter is he pressed any harder.

His intentions were not to terrify you more than he already has. He wanted you to experience as much as he could whilst keeping your love and trust, yet your eyes darkened with pure lust. You were touch starved now.

Arthur knew this as he felt your muscles relax. He continued by slowly starting to drag his tongue up to finally taste the sweet reply of his actions, Causing you to arch your back and neck. You let out a loud gasp and gripped the sheets beneath you. You felt and heard Arthur laugh between your legs, feeling his smirk against your skin, grabbing on to your hips to keep you flush to the mattress. And to cease your shaking legs.

“So responsive. I can only imagine what you’d do If I did this”

Without warning, Arthur continued to suck the wetness off your thighs closer now to your pussy as well as taking his left hand off your hip and instantly brushing between your folds with his long fingers. You moaned in response and gripped the sheets harder. You looked down now and watched as his face buried into the nook where your pussy met your thighs. You couldn’t get over the currents of electricity That ran through you as you watched in desperation. Arthur’s eyes snapped up to meet yours as he greedily sucked closer and closer to your core. But he only caught a short glimpse of your rosy flushed cheeks before firing your head back down against the pillows.

This was enough for Arthur. He was so driven by the innocent look on your face as he teased you. He couldn’t leave you in anticipation any longer.

His mouth finally made his way to your core, taking his tongue out and dragging it lazily up your drenched slit, all the while watching your every move. You shivered and whimpered more. And you couldn’t stop whimpering now. He began to add more pressure licking and flicking his tongue expertly.

You had no one to compare to but you couldn’t believe how good he was making you feel. And his confidence during all this was driving you over the edge. Arthur kept his smile plastered on his face as he ate you more greedily, sucking and tasting all the juices that left you. His hands dug into your hips. Your whimpers turned into cries mixed with gasps as you felt a very unfamiliar tightness build up in your abdomen.

Am I about to cum?

“Arthur I feel like I’m going to explode!”

“That means your about to cum darling” he spoke softly against your swollen pussy “and I’m not gonna let that happen just yet”

He abruptly pulled away. You whined from the sudden loss of his touch, feeling the tightness begin to disappear. Arthur brought himself up over you, catching a glimpse of his sinfully proud, wet smile before leaning down and kissing you passionately. Your lips moved rhythmically against his. He was making you taste how sweet you were. And you tasted so sweet.

“Feeling more relaxed now?” He asked against your lips as he began to trace his index finger around your entrance.

“Yes..” you managed to breath out.

“Good.. because I’m going to prepare you now”

“P-prepare me?”

“Yes. Take a deep breath for me sweetheart”

You took a deep breath and as you began to let it out, Arthur slowly pushed his index finger inside of you. He didn’t take his eyes off you as you gasped with discomfort. He let out an anguished sigh before quickly bringing up his hand to repeatedly stroke the hair behind your ear gently, trying to distract you from the pain he was so gravely creating.

His eyes turned even darker. But for that brief moment.. instead of lust, you saw the tenderness flash before his eyes. You saw the subtle hints of green beginning to return to his iris as he struggled to watch your distressed countenance. He watched your wide eyes painfully as he began to slowly pump his finger in and out of your wetness. You whined and cried.. but he continued, shushing you softly all the while.

He untangled his fingers from your hair. Then the finger than he fucked you with suddenly coming to a halt, but stayed inside of you.

“I’m gonna add a second finger now”

Before you could object, Arthur inserted a second finger and began to pump you again. You screamed out loud but Arthur quickly found your mouth with his own. He left his mouth slightly ajar to allow you to wine into his mouth. He opened his fingers slightly to try and stretch you out more. You screamed even louder in response, causing Arthur to grid his teeth abjectly as he swallowed your cries.

“I’m so sorry sweetheart, I’m sorry. Almost there. You’re doing so good”

Your whimpers started to die down as you watched and listened to his sweet nothings. He was lulling you into a soothing ,sedative state. Your pain was now distracted as he continued to pump and stretch his fingers inside of you. Your eyes never left each other’s.

“Shhh. There you go darling. That’s it”

Your heavy breathing began to die down as well. You couldn’t keep your eyes off his. You focused in closely as the still early dawn shown through the window of the bedroom, scattering across to the dew that illuminated in his eyes, illuminating your soul in return. You were in a trance and felt completely under his control. He took you in carefully, safe under his touches as he continued to reassure you through it all. The pain died down more and more as he continued.

Your small whines turned to moans as you felt the tightness well up in your core again. Arthur noticed the change in your eyes. You were starting to enjoy it, getting close to coming again and he knew it. His lips parted more in amusement as he looked down at your innocent lust-filled face.

He watched your features carefully as he began to bend his fingers into a “come here” motion, pumping you more steadily now. You let go of the sheets beneath you and went to place them on his chest, loosing control of your muscle spasms. But Arthur grabbed them gently before you could and placed them above your head keeping them in place. He forced his fingers deeper and his pace became more erratic.

Was he gonna let you cum this time?

Your breathing became rigid when you noticed he wasn’t stopping. You tried to keep your eyes open as you saw Arthur’s expression turn darker and more serious by the second. He was determined to be the one to decide upon your first orgasm. Your moans turned into whines again as you felt the sudden need to beg

“A-Arthur!!! Ple-ease! I c-can’t do itt!” You tried to free your hand as you begged but Arthur held them in the place.

“Yes you can, I can already feel you coming undone.. Stop fighting it”

His words was enough to send you over the edge. With a loud gasp you closed your eyes and arched your back fully, you felt the waves of your orgasm wash over you. Your body twitched and shook uncontrollably as a ringing sound took over your ears. Arthur kept his fingers inside of you to feel your first orgasm gush down them, onto his hand.

After your back found it’s way back to the mattress, Arthur removed his fingers and let go of your hands. You finally opened your eyes and shakily sat up only to find the sheets soaked. You froze, ashamed feelings washed over you again.

Was this normal?

Arthur’s voice interrupted your thoughts.

“Look how good you did darling” his voice was barley a whisper. “You couldn’t have done a better job. You never cease to amaze me”

Your eyes switched from the soaked sheets to Arthur who was kneeled in front of you. He was undoing his pants as he spoke to you. You were so overstimulated that you forgot about his main goal. It wasn’t over yet..

your shyness came back to you again and you didn’t know what to say. Arthur stayed focused on his belt as you sat there quietly in your own mess. Your mind went back to Penny. You thought about how wrong it felt being in the position you were in just finding out about her death. You bundled yourself up in a cradle like position, letting a small tear trickled down your cheek. You were lost in your tragic thoughts until you felt Arthur’s finger catch the tear before falling further down your cheek.

“Don’t cry sweetheart, I know it hurt at first. But you have admit how worth it it was in the end” his voice was husky and cracking as he spoke. He didn’t know you were crying over Penny as well.

You lifted your head timidly to meet his. His hand was still on your cheek. Your eyes widened as you saw where his other hand laid. You watched in astonishment as Arthur stroked himself with his pants hiked down around his mid thighs. His right went from your cheek to the skin down on your neck, tickling the sensitive spot that he sucked on before leading you to the bedroom. He was definitely above average. Not huge but strikingly more intimidating than his slim fingers. You parted your lips and stared. You weren’t sure how long you stared for until you heard Arthur laughing above at your chastity. You darted your eyes upwards to meet his and thankfully before you could think of something to say, he cut your gracelessness by letting go of his cock and giving you a slight tap on your chest with his finger, causing you to tip backward back onto the bed. Your back thudded against the pillows. Wasting no time, Arthur pushed your legs back open with his knees. He lined up his cock and leaned forward until his face was less than inch away from yours, letting his brown, loose curls tickle your face and shoulders.

He began to speak to you while rubbing his tip between your glistening folds.

“I want to you look at me okay? And don’t look away.”

“Arthur.. I’m too scared. You’re a lot bigger than your fingers”

“And remember how good it began to feel? I promise you it won’t last forever love. You just need to look at me..”

You lifted your head to look at him fully now. His eyes were gentle, soft, inviting. You were still confused however. One moment he seemed aggressive. Out for his own gain. But then the next moment he was loving and gentle. He kept going back and forth. Arthur waited patiently for your rambling mind to subside. You made it so obvious when your mind was racing. You cleared your throat.

“My beautiful girl, are you ready?”

You hesitantly nodded your head.

“Deep breath darling”

You breathed in shakingly deep this time. Your eyes never left each other’s as Arthur very slowly sheathed himself inside of you. Your pussy was slick enough to take him with ease. But still, the stretching of your walls caused you to roll your head back and shut your eyes tight in discomfort, gridding your teeth and hissing.

Arthur quickly grabbed your hip with his left hand and then used his right to grab your jaw and gently force your head back up to meet his gaze.

“I said don’t stop looking at me. Trust me, please”

He kept his hand gently around your jaw as he fully sheathed himself inside of you. You were already throbbing but you kept your eyes to his. Your chest was heaving as you tried to get your breathing under control from this discomfort. Arthur paused once he was fully inside you. He leaned down and talked against your parted lips.

“It’s okay.. I know, I know it hurts..I’m sorry.”

“I want this Arthur... I’m ready” you managed to breath out

Arthur steadied his posture and leaned his forehead against yours.

“Deep breath”

You inhaled sharply as Arthur slowly pulled out of you until it was just his tip. As you breathed out, he kissed the tip of your nose and pushed back in fully, making you gasp loudly. You threw your hands above your head to grab the bottom of the headboard, stabilizing yourself from flailing.

“Again” he demanded tenderly

Another deep inhale, another scream.

“You’re okay. You’re so brave. Almost there sweetheart. Keep going”

Inhale, a whine this time

“Shhh... Shh.”

With each gentle thrust the pain became less and less. Arthur continued to lull you as your screams died down to whines. He tried to focus on lightly stretching you even though the tightness of your walls and the flushed look on your innocent face was unwinding him more and more with each thrust. He kept his face inches from yours with his mouth ajar, taking in every feature of your reactions.

You never kept your eyes off him now. You swallowed each other’s moans and sighs. Arthur observed how your pains turned into pleasure so he picked up the pace. His eyes finally left yours and landed on your heaving breasts. He let out a gratified groan before leaning down and sucking on your nipples generously. He wasn’t being as soft now seeing how your body answered to his vigilance differently.

You took this opportunity to finally let your head lean back, opening up your new-found senses. You moaned to the nibbles Arthur continued to display on your nipples. Your head swam with pleasure you’ve never felt before. The pain was almost completely gone, being overridden with the pulsing bliss that flowed through every vein of your being. Arthur’s thrusts became more and more erratic. His eyes were clouded with lust as he looked up again to only find your exposed neck since your head was still leaned back

“Look at me Y/N”

You snapped your head back up and looked into his eyes, no longer seeing any hints of green.

“I want you to cum for me again”

“Okay..”

You weren’t sure exactly how to cum on command. But before you could think too much into it, Arthur licked his finger then dragged his hand down your body until he reached your swollen bud. He began to draw vicious circles, then used his other hand to kneed at your, now inflamed, breasts. He leaned down into your neck and bit down hard. All of this happened at once which caused you to pant unevenly. And you both came instantly.

Arthur moaned loudly into your neck as he bit down even harder, feeling yourself come undone underneath him. Arthur stayed still as you rode out your second orgasm, wiggling and twitching beneath him... all the while spilling his own seed inside of you.

Arthur grabbed on to your side and shoulder blade, keeping you in place until you calmed down. Your eyes held a haze over them once you finally relaxed and looked over at him. He was smiling.

Such a satisfied smile.

“Arthur?” Your voice was trembling

“Yes darling?” He purred, still panting

“I.. I can’t feel my legs!”

Arthur began to laugh at your naive, serious tone as he watched your (y/e/c) eyes flick anxiously back and forth to each of his own.

“You fascinate me Y/N. Let’s get you cleaned up and I can rub your legs. Sound good love?”

“Yes please..”

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Gotham’s Little Prince:

Part One

A Request For: @jokers-doll Here you go Doll, I hope you like this first part :)

Summary: Y/N finds out she’s pregnant with Joker’s baby. Terrified of how he will react, she hides the evidence until she can muster up the courage to tell him.

A/N: Buckle up because this is more than just a story of reader telling Joker she’s pregnant. There’s aftermath, protection and a beautiful birth❣️this was supposed to be a one shot but I got carried away like always 🖤

Beta Reader: @arthur-flecks-lovely-smile thank you again! Im so glad I found you ❣️ The perfect Beta Reader. Everyone should check out her work too, it’s amazing and it inspires me :)

Word Count: 2,934

Warnings: Mentions of Sex, Swearing, Pregnancy, Mentions of Violence

You were tired, exhausted actually. After Joker had overthrown Gotham, you have both worked tirelessly day in and day out to get where you have gotten in this very moment.

And there you were - standing outside on the balcony of Wayne’s Manor, with your hands on the railings looking out over the trees at the cities buildings that stood tall in the distance. Even though it was right outside the city, it was the perfect place for a king and his queen. This is where you and Joker lived now after hearing of the Wayne families death, and a luxury it was. How ironic it had been that you both had everything you could possibly ever dream of; a warm bath in a marble tub that blended with the white marble floors, grapes picked right off the vine for you and Joker to share after a long day, aged wine worth hundreds, a magnificent California king size bed with a canopy of dark red drapes cascading down the frames. Everything, everything except the daily doses of Gotham’s chaos. It was too peaceful here for you and your king sometimes. 

So that is why you stood where you were in this moment, Joker and Your’s favorite spot, the only spot in the manor to be able to still see the tall structures as they inundated with the smoke that rose from Gotham’s streets.

You usually accompanied Joker during his daily tasks and crimes. He’s been a busy man since this all started, usually making sure his followers were keeping guard around the entire city’s borders.

No one comes in... and nobody leaves.

But you have stayed behind this past week and a half, you weren’t feeling well. You blamed it on your upcoming period since you tended to belong to the unlucky kind of woman who couldn’t even get out of bed during their cycle. Though your period never came, and you have grown worried. Joker has been very stressed recently so you haven’t dared to talk to him about your own distresses and concerns.

It was unlike you to keep things from Joker. You first met when you were walking home from work one day. You saw a clown dancing happily to piano music on the street with a sign reading “EVERYTHING MUST GO”. You watched him as you came closer only to find a group of punks stealing his sign and running away with it. You quickened your steps and followed as the clown chased after the teenagers. After a couple blocks you thought you had lost sight of his bright colored getup. Ready to give up, you went to turn around until you saw him laying almost lifeless down the ally in front of you. You saw no sight of the punks so you started to run until you were close enough to kneel down by the clown. You helped him up and brushed off the asphalt that stuck to his clothes.... and the rest has been history.

You sighed deeply, still flicking your (y/e/c) eyes to the buildings in the distance. You held your tummy as your mind rambled anxiously. You knew it was possible you could be pregnant. Joker wasn’t one to care for protection or pulling out. And neither were you for that matter. The sensation was just too staggering to give a shit. You were both so impulsive, you were perfect for each other.

As you looked out your mind continued to ramble with thought after thought. Joker was out there in between those buildings somewhere. You were planning on going out to get a pregnancy test without being seen by anybody. This would be a difficult task since everyone knew who you were, everyone knew you were Joker’s Queen.

You took one last sigh before turning on your heels to go back inside. You scurried down the hallways and corridors to your bedroom to change your clothes into something that would make you less noticeable. After a couple minutes of searching you found a oversized black coat that had probably belonged to Thomas Wayne. You also picked out some black jeans you owned. You quickly got dressed and took a look in the mirror, taking your (y/h/c) hair and pulling it behind your head to tuck it in the back of the coat. You then reached over and grabbed a clown mask, setting it over your face before pulling up the hoodie over your head. You felt confident that you could get away with this look and blend in.

And with that you were off, leaving the building with ease without being seen by any of the “guards” that Joker had stationed around your new home. You were allowed to leave whenever you wanted but you didn’t want to chance any of them telling Joker you had left. You had imagined beforehand what it would be like; Coming home early only to find one of his henchman tattling to him before he could even reach the main doors. Revealing to him how you were spotted leaving, without a return. You knew he would be very concerned for your wellbeing. You’d rather just come clean now than have to make Joker go through such affliction.

Your walk was longer than usual since you stayed in the shadows. You took allies that weren’t occupied and kept your head down as protesters and rallies passed. You entered the first convenient store you saw. You didn’t have to buy anything right now In this city as the mayhem was at its peak recently. No one was working since it was too dangerous. Almost all stores had smashes in the window and most people looted as they pleased. You walked straight in through the window and found the feminine section fairly quickly. You took what you needed and left and fast as you came.

You were home safe without being noticed by a soul. You peeled the clothes off putting them back where you found it and changed back into your dark blue polka dot flare dress. You walked straight to a bathroom that usually wasn’t used by Joker and Yourself. You lifted your dress and sat down, staring down at the box that contained the test. You felt unsure now.

Did you really want to know right now? What if it’s positive? How will your beloved Joker react?

Your heart started to pound in your ears as these new thoughts rose throughout you. You couldn’t see this being a positive outcome. You really didn’t want to see Joker mad. He was so unpredictable with his emotions that sometimes you didn’t even know if you knew him. He’s not Arthur anymore. However, Joker was still very tender towards you. Warm and gentle for the most part. But you also knew certain things caused him to lash out. You actually loved how unpredictable he was at times. It made everything new and exciting. But right now you were seeing how this could be a not so great and not so thrilling thing.

You were feeling dizzy now. Your mind going a mile a minute, you tried to get your breathing under control.

“You can do this. Joker will still love you no matter what. Just take the test.” You consoled softly to yourself.

You took a few more deep breaths before opening the box. 1980’s pregnancy tests were test tubes that took 2 hours before showing results. So you were in for a very tense wait. And a nervous one at that since you were never sure when Joker was going to be home. You did everything you were supposed to do. You shook the urine in the test tube and placed it behind the toilet on the floor for no one to see. You took the box and crinkled it up inside out, discarding it deep in the trash. Now all there was to do was wait. And it WAS a very tense wait. You made a mental note to keep your eye on the clock for when it was ready to check.

You tried to keep your mind off of it by watching tv, a fail. You paced the halls over and over with your hands clenched behind your back. You even went outside to get fresh air and smell the roses that had begun to wilt outside. You were running out of ideas to ease this edge. And oh so badly did you need a cigarette right now. You usually smoked almost as much as Joker but you haven’t dared the past few days. Joker actually noticed this the other day and questioned you to see if everything was alright. Only then did you stutter out an excuse by saying your throat was scratchy and it made it worse. And what a stupid excuse it was, initiating your guilt as he ran to make you herbal tea with tender kisses for the rest of the night.

You went back inside to check the clock.

30 minutes left

With a impatient huff, you went to go try and watch tv again In the bedroom. You walked down the hallway for what seemed like the 80th time today and turned to step into the bedroom. You gasped, jumping backward when you saw that Joker was standing right there. He saw that he’d startled you. He reached his arms out for you, a smirk evidently written on his face.

“My sweet darling girl, how I’ve missed you today”

You straightened yourself out and smiled sheepishly. He always made you a blushing mess. You skipped over and let yourself fall into his arms. He instantly scooped you up with ease, making you instinctively wrap your legs around him and letting your head fall over his shoulder. He wasn’t much taller than you but he still always managed to hold and carry you comfortably.

“I’ve missed you too. And you’re home so early.” You tried to hide the nervousness in your voice.

He started to draw circles on your back as he spoke. “A clown can only do so much crime my love. Besides, I thought I’d surprise you with something tonight since you haven’t been feeling well.” His voice cracked huskily.

Your body sunk heavier into him. You didn’t know your guilt could make you feel this culpable. You leaned back to look in Joker’s green orbs as he held you, putting on your best fake smile.

“What is it?”

“Stay here doll while I go get it for you, I left it in the kitchens”

Joker placed you down gently and began to make his way out the door, stopping at the door frame. He kept his gaze forward as he spoke. “Don’t move a muscle, I know how sneaky you can be, my little squirrel”

You smiled sheepishly one last time until he was out of site. Joker knew you all too well, seeing how you poked your head around the doorframe until he was out of site again. You were confident you had enough time to race down back to the bathrooms and check on your fate. The bathrooms were much closer than the kitchens. You couldn’t wait any longer. You took your first sharp right turn down another coordinator, making your way to the end before taking another sharp right which led off to the bathroom. As you took your last turn you stopped in your tracks instantly as you saw Joker standing right outside the bathroom doors talking to one of his female followers that helped keep guard around the building. You hid yourself around the corner and poked your head out slightly to listen. They didn’t notice you.

“Why are you showing me this? I don’t even know what that is”

“It’s a pregnancy test Sir, I don’t know who’s it is but it’s positive, just figured I’d show you before tossing it out”

You leaned your back fully against the wall around the corner now. Your hands found your mouth to muffle your sobs as tears poured down your cheeks. Not only did you just find out you were pregnant, but this was also not the way you wanted your Joker to find out. How was he going to react now, Keeping it from him like that?

Will he even still love me? he’s THE Joker. The infamous man that’s killed multiple under his own will. Why would a man like him want a baby with someone like me? Especially in such a disorderly world that we have created together. He’s going to make me leave this place. Probably force me to move somewhere else far away to somewhere safer. I’ll never see him again!

Your eyes were scrunched tightly closed. You let your hair fall messily around your face as you continued to muffle your sobs with your hands. You were so caught up in the shock you didn’t think to run away. And you didn’t notice Joker was standing right in front of you now.

“Y/N...”

Your breath caught in your throat. You slowly started to take your hands away from your mouth. You kept your head down with your arms stick straight by your sides, your hands balled up in little fists. You peaked your eyes up to look your destiny in the face. Your eyes began to dart around his face, desperate to find any emotion apparent on his features. But... nothing. You couldn’t see any emotion. His red painted lips displayed a thin line. His eyes showed emptiness, not even the green in his irises were visible.

Joker watched your eyes dart around him desperately. He knew it was your test. Why else would you be hiding around the corner in a complete dismantled mess? He cleared his throat and tried one more time.

“Y/N, answer me”

You finally let go and burst into tears. Covering your whole face with your hands and sobbing as you pleaded. “I’m so sorry!! I didn’t know either and I was just coming to check. I promise I was going to tell you today! I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you. I’m so sorry I left this place by myself and stole the test without telling you! I know I should have told you my worries sooner but... you’ve just been so stressed recently and so busy I didn’t want to bother you or stress you more. Please forgive me Joker! Please don’t make me leave this city! I love it too much now! I’m so sorry, I didn’t know what to do”

Your head stayed down as you sobbed and hyperventilated between each sentence as you cluttered. Joker watched you with his lips slightly parted without interrupting your break down. After you were finished, you continued to breath heavy and brought your hands up to wipe your tears with your balled fists. A couple seconds had passed without hearing a response from him, which caused you look up to see if he was even still there.

He was, but his features still looked emotionless to you. Maybe a little bit shocked? You opened up your mouth to speak again but was stopped short when Joker’s laughs began to fill the corridor, echoing down the halls. His face showed a semi wide grin as he laughed louder, placing his hand on his chest. He didn’t look mad, he also didn’t seem very sympathetic to you in this moment either. And it definitely wasn’t a laughing attack. It sounded like his real, true laugh. They started to die down into giggles as he wiped the tears from his face. This all hit you hard in the chest.

“I think I’ll go no—“

You were interrupted as Joker scooped you up in an immense hug. Swirling you around a couple times before stopping to sway you back and forth, drawing circles on your back like he did in your bedroom.

“My dear Y/N...You really are a sneaky little squirrel”

You couldn’t speak. Your mind bounced around to what the hell was going on. You felt comforted however as he held and swayed you before bringing his head back to look at you. None of this was what you were expecting.

“Look at me.” His voice was calm

You leaned back as he did and looked into eyes. You could see his green oceans now. And you could still see the tears in his eyes from laughing.

“My little squirrel, do you see these tears?”

“Yes...”

“They’re tears of joy darling, I would never be angry over something like this”

“Y-you’re really not mad?” You stuttered through your new found tears.

“Of course not.” He cooed in his high pitched voice. He began to walk forward until your back was against the cool wall, leveraging you as he still held you to free one of his hands, gently placing it over your tummy as he spoke more. “I put a prince in your belly”. He said it in a British accent, causing you to giggle.

“How do you know? It could be a princess!”

“I just have a feeling. But we shall see darling”

You couldn’t stop smiling now. And neither could joker. You started to feel a little silly for being so worried in the first place. You both cried happily as you brought your head into his chest, taking in his scent that smelled like cigarettes, mint, and blood. Joker took his hand off your tummy and brought you closer, placing his hand in your hair now to slightly stroke the (y/h/c) strands.

“Is that why you haven’t been smoking?”

“Yeah..” you replied innocently

“So sneaky...”

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I know some people don’t like fics on real people.. but my god do I need a fic of Joaquin and Todd owning and taking turns with protecting and loving Y/N. I can’t be the only one 😰🥵

Edit idea: They choose Y/N (a competing actress) to be Arthur’s love interest in Joker 2 and they are both madly in love with her.. but, outside of filming, it’s still set in the 80’s❣️

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~ Master List ~

Main Fic:

A Pawn & A King - Prolouge

A Pawn & A King - Chapter One

A Pawn & A King - Chapter Two

A Pawn & A King - Chapter Three(Still In Progress)

Joker:

Joker Headcanon - After Care, After Sex

Joker One Shot - Painted Faces

Arthur:

Arthur Headcanon - After Care, After Sex

Arthur One Shot - First Time (Smut)

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It’s not much yet but I’m getting there ❣️

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A Pawn & A King Chapter Three

If you haven’t already, please read the previous chapters listed below before continuing:

Prologue * Chapter One * Chapter two

A/N: Hello everyone! It’s finally out! Yay! I also started to make my own gifs. The one you see above is the day Arthur meets Sophie. I am following the timeline of the movie to match my story. So this gif is the same day that goes with the beginning of this chapter. I will be doing this for all future chapters. I believe it will really set the mood for what’s going on! Enjoy ❣️

Story Summary: Y/N had lived her whole life in Gotham being unappreciated and disgaurded. With no family and an abusive roommate to rely on, Y/N doesn’t have much of a choice to resign anywhere else in the city. Yet she keeps on giving naively until her decent into madness and her meeting of the Joker.

Chapter Summary: Y/N finally escapes her apartment to go out for coffee with Arthur. They learn more about each other in a rather different approach.

Beta Reader: @pcrushinnerd , you did a great job on proof reading this. Thank you so much ❣️

Warnings: mentions of assault and self harm, Family Trauma, swearing, so much FLUFF but contains quite a bit of angst.

Word Count: 3,733

Chapter Three:

The air hung heavy with the thrill on your rash decision that transpired just seconds ago. Arthur had left right after your phone call to come get you so you didn’t have to walk alone to…well, wherever he was taking you….

 Coffee

 Though he never said where. The flashes of excitement that coiled throughout your body made you not mind so much. You put out your cigarette in the fake crystal ash tray on the nightstand and placed the phone back on the wall. You stood up, the sun sinking past the window with golden shades of yellow dancing across the bedroom, instantly making your way over to the rickety sliding doors of the closet to pick out what you were going to wear. You were still wearing your work pants and just a bra. 

 You desperately started to go through your cheap selection of clothes, moving the hangers frantically. Your eyes lingered hesitantly on a dark blue ruffled halter dress with long sleeves that exposed your upper chest and shoulders; It was cute, simple enough to save your innocence. You took it off the pole, tossing it on the bed before discarding what you had left on. You quickly got dressed then rushed to the bathroom to wash your face and touch up your hair. Your old makeup from the day now washed off, you looked back in the smashed mirror to take in the bruises that had darkened around your face. You could still hear the broken glass--but this time it was a melody of shards to the already formed scar on your damaged hand. 

 It was hard to shake off this feeling. It was hard to forget and pretend like this wasn’t hurting you so deeply within. You could handle bruises. You could handle scars. But you were beaten. Discarded… Forgotten. And you only answered by beating, discarding and forgetting yourself. You took a deep breath to release your disturbed thoughts, reaching out to your box of makeup. You covered everything you could. Still staying with the unusual dark purple eyeshadow to blend in with your bruised eye. 

 Knock knock knock 

 Blood rushed to your ears. 

 “Coming!”

 He was finally here. And you were going to do this. You took one final approving look in the shards of your reflection before running to grab everything you could for your date. 

 Was it even considered a date? You weren’t sure if Arthur was even attracted to you. 

 Maybe he’s just wanting to get to know me and be friends because we run into each other so often? 

 Your insecurities were getting the best of you as you struggled to make sure you had everything you needed before leaving the apartment. 

 You shut off the radio that still played on the floor and grabbed your usual black coat and purse. You were getting nervous now by the second. You took a deep breath then opened the door…and there he was. His gaze went up to you as the door opened. He watched as you stood there frozen and out of breath for just a second with your hand still on the side of the frame. He was wearing his tan jacket with his hair slicked back again like it was when you saw him at your appointment. You noticed he was staring back at you without saying anything, which forced you to be the first to speak as you came back to your senses. 

 “Hi….” Your voice was barley a whisper. 

 “Hi…you um - you look wonderful, are you ready?” 

 You let out a nervous laugh 

 “Thank you…um…yes I am” 

 The building suddenly felt quieter. Only then could you hear the soft commotion throughout the building. People walking up the metal stairs far down the hall, a door opening probably on the floor below. You were both so nervous and it was incredibly obvious between the two of you. Blood rushed to your rosy cheeks; you were clearly unsure on what to do or say next. This oddly made Arthur more calm however. 

 You were thankful as Arthur took the lead, reaching out his bent arm, displaying a warm crooked smile. You hesitantly reached with your left arm, intertwining it with his own. You looked up with a timid smile, a slight nod of your head before turning and using your free hand to close and lock the door. Arthur led you down the hallway in silence as you pondered on what to say next. 

 “So…Arthur, where are you taking me tonight?” You looked up at him as you spoke, taking in his side profile as you both stopped at the elevator door. He looked down at you now with the same smile as you pressed the elevator button. 

 “I thought we agreed on coffee?”

 A small giggle left your lips. “Well of course, I knew that! I meant like…where?” 

 “Oh, sorry.” His free hand dug into his silky brown locks along with a nervous laugh. “I was thinking we could go to this place called Jittery Joe’s. It’s right down the block. It’s actually right in the middle of both of our apartment buildings.” 

 “Oh yeah I walk by it a lot but I’ve never went in. Sounds nice.” 

 Sounds nice? Come on Y/N get it together…. 

 “Yeah, it is nice actually. I think you will really like it.”

  Your heart fluttered to his words as you watched his smile grow a tad more confident as he began to nod his head adorably in agreement. The elevator finally halted to the main floor. Your arms were still entangled as the each of you rhythmically stepped out of the elevator doors into the main lobby. You took this time to dig into your coat pockets with your free hand to grab your cigarettes. You couldn’t feel them as you let go of Arthur, excessively padding all over to see where they were. 

 “ Hold on! Shit, I think I forgot my cigarettes! “

 All you could hear was Arthur’s giggles as you continued your search through your bag now. Digging past crippled up receipts, quarters, pens and chapsticks. You halted when you heard the sound of a lighter flicking. You turned to face Arthur who still giggled at your ditziness only to find him lighting his own cigarette, passing it over to you. 

 “Here. Take this one.”

 “Thank you….”

 You reached up gently to pinch the end of the cigarette, accidentally brushing his fingers before bringing it to your parted lips. You blushed to the slight contact as you took your inhale. You actually blushed even more when you noticed Arthur didn’t take his eyes off you while you took your drag. You looked back down at the cigarette as you pulled it away from your lips, fidgeting it in your fingers in attempt to try and hide the heat that you felt hit your cheeks. 

 “Winstons…my father used to smoke these.” 

 “Yeah? Did he quit?” 

 “Who knows….”

 “Oh.” 

 You looked back up to find Arthur looking back down at you thoughtfully. His warm green oceans studied yours as his mind wandered to how else he could relate to you. The only thing he wanted to know in this short moment was how many other things there was that you both shared. 

 Is she more like me than I had first anticipated?

 His beautiful smile made your breath catch in your throat. You could see that his mind was pondering about something as his eyes held a twinkled dew in them, looking in at your own. You were close enough again to see how the crows feet beside his eyes returned for you, yet you were still embarrassed by the fact you accidentally moved the conversation into something that was probably too soon to talk about. Besides, you still didn’t really know each other too well….

 It was clearly not something you were comfortable yet speaking about so you quickly cleared your throat, looking back down at the cigarette in between your fingers as you shuffled your feet to try and change the subject. Arthur took the hint and entwined his arm with yours again to encourage the both of you to begin walking again. You accepted his respectful gesture gratefully. You needed fresh air at this point anyway.

 You both walked again in comforting silence. It was almost dark now outside and the chilling breeze felt good on your skin at first, but it was still raining from the night before. You reached into your bag and pulled out a black umbrella that you had stolen from Harvie since you didn’t own one.

 “Let me?” Arthur’s voice cracked as he used his free hand to place his cigarette between his lips to reach over for the umbrella. 

 “Sure, thank you.” 

 You smiled bashfully as you handed the umbrella over to him. Your smile then turned into giggles as you watched Arthur begin to struggle to find the button to pop it open.

 “It’s right here….” 

 You placed your hand boldly over his then guided his fingers to where the button was. Arthur instantly moved his gaze from your hand, to you. You didn’t notice until you realized he wasn’t pressing the button even though it was placed in perfect position. You looked back up at him only to find him staring right at you. His smile grew almost into a smirk. You smiled back. Your eyes locked for what felt like minutes, letting the raindrops engulf the both of you. 

 Say something, anything. You haven’t spoke in so long why are you being so shy now! 

 Arthur watched as you struggled beneath his gaze. He watched as your little nose scrunched up and your eyebrows furrowed together tightly. He huffed out a laugh at your adorable timidness. It was strangely making him more and more confident and he loved it. It was so very new to him. 

 Why is he laughing at me? 

 “Why are laughing?” you asked quietly, clearly afraid that you have done something stupid. 

 “You don’t even have to say anything to be so…” irresistible, he thought “…fascinating.” 

 The flowery shade on your cheeks grew brighter and before you could say anything else, Arthur turned and clicked the button on the umbrella, making you jump slightly in response. You both giggled as he covered the both of you from the rain and continued your walk to the coffee shop. 

You leaned in to each other tightly for the rest of the walk. Making small talk but mainly strolling quietly, listening to the sirens and dog barks from the other apartments you passed. 

 The door jingled as Arthur let you go In first. He flicked his cigarette to the ground and closed the umbrella before following behind you, keeping tabs on every detail of your body language. 

 Jittery Joe’s was a small restaurant; serving comfort food, baked goods and essentially coffee. From the outside you couldn’t tell, but It was designed almost like you were walking into a more opened up bus. Definitely car themed which was hard to tell with all the Thomas Wayne posters and newsletter fliers everywhere. Dark red stools which looked like they used to be bright and flashy at one point scattered in a line in front of the main counter.

 Arthur half skipped to pull out a seat for you, opening his palms to take your coat and purse. You handed your items over to him and took a seat. Music played quietly in the background mixed with clattering mugs and plates. 

 Arthur took his seat next to you, raising his hand anxiously to get the attention of the waitress behind the counter. She came over with an annoyed sigh. Arthur turned to you in a polite manner to signal you to order first. 

 “Hi. Could I just get a regular coffee? A little cream and sugar, please,” you asked politely 

 “And you…Arthur?” The waitress asked impatiently. 

 “The usual, please.” 

 “I see a lot of people in my day, I don’t have time to remember your ‘usual,’” she almost spat. You instantly snapped your head up to the waitress in astonishment. You looked over to Arthur who didn’t really seem bothered by the absolute disrespect she was giving him. 

 He cleared his throat. “Sorry ma’am--black with lots of sugar.” He kept his eyes down as he spoke. 

 Without another word she turned around to go make your coffees. You watched in disgust until she was out of sight in the back kitchens. 

 “Wow, that was insanely rude,” you said gently to Arthur, twisting the stool to face him, your knees slightly touching his as he turned to face you as well. He still kept his gaze down. 

 “I’ve seen worse. I wouldn’t worry about it “ 

 Your lips and eyebrows sunk downwards more. Was he treated this way a lot? You have heard some of his stories when you had group sessions in Arkham State Hospital years ago. So it made sense why he would feel this way at this point. 

 His attention was now focused on pulling his pack of cigarettes out of his tan coat pocket again. You subconsciously took this secret opportunity to stare at him. His hair wasn’t as slicked back anymore. You were both still wet from standing in the rain so little strands of his hair trickled down his face with little beads of water at the tips. Your (y/h/c) hair did the same but clung to your face a little. 

 He finally looked up at you with a slight, tilted smirk. He knew you were watching him with a rambling mind. It was obvious by the fact you never responded to him. You realized this as he reached his pack over to you with a Winston pulled slightly out for you to grab. You swallowed hard, feeling caught in the act as you reached over and grabbed the cigarette. 

 “Thank you…” you mumbled as you placed it between your lips. 

 Arthur reached over again to light it for you. 

 “You’re welcome,” he cooed. 

                 -Background Music-

( Everybody Plays the Fool - The Main Ingredient )

  It was silent except for the music that played in the background as the waitress finally came over with your coffees and placed them down. You didn’t bother to even look at her but watched as Arthur gave her an awkward smile with a whispered thanks. You smiled at that. You both sipped your coffees in sync, still silent besides the music that you tapped your foot to:

 Falling in love is such an easy thing to do

 Your eyes kept locked as you took your sips. Placing your mugs on the counter in unison. You didn’t know what was going on. But there was this electricity in the air that was about to bite any second. You both took another drag from your cigarettes. 

 How can you help it when the music starts to play 

 And your ability to reason is swept away

 Arthur’s gaze went down to your tapping foot. He tapped the rim of his mug with his fingers to the beat. He looked like he was thinking deeply before he started to huff out a small laugh.

 “What’s so funny?”

 “Nothing. It’s probably stupid….”

 You straightened yourself out, looking more deeply into his dilated pupils. “Say it.” 

 “Do you want to dance?”

 “In a coffee shop?”

 “Yeah, I know. It was stupid, forget I asked….”

 You looked up over Arthur’s shoulder to take in your surroundings. You were the only two customers in the building. Your eyes flicked over to the waitress who was leaned against the counter, distracted with headphones on her head which were connected to a Walkman. You usually would be too embarrassed to do such a thing in public. You couldn’t tell what it was, but something was making you feel very audacious. 

Was it Arthur’s energy? Your past few days causing you to lash out in an unusual way? 

 Your eyes flicked back to Arthur. 

 “I would love to.”

 Arthur’s head snapped up to meet your gaze. His lips parted slightly in bewilderment, quickly turning into a wide smile. He tossed his cigarette into his coffee, letting out a few more excited laughs, nodding his head as he stood up straight, his arms stick straight. He got up so fast that the stool almost toppled over. He quickly grabbed it and fixed, pushing it in then turning back to you; who was still sitting. He was nervous. And so were you. 

 He shakily reached his arm out for you to grab. You couldn’t stop smiling as you took a deep breath and grabbed his hand. This was your first time dancing with somebody. And unbeknownst to you, his first time as well…other than with his Mother, of course.

 He pulled you up swiftly and started to walk backwards, leading you to the middle of the restaurant. As you got into position, looking in each other in the eyes, the song ended. 

 You both looked down and began to laugh. Hands still clasped together. You looked up again at each other, both with tears in your eyes from laughing so hard. 

 “We’re not very good at this, clearly,” you said between your giggles. 

 “I have an idea,” Arthur quickly announced before turning around and walking over to the jukebox that sat in the far right corner of the small restaurant. He pulled out a few quarters and placed them in the machine. He replayed the same song. He turned around and shed his coat, tossing it on the counter. This caught the waitress’s attention finally. She watched as Arthur strolled gracefully over to you in just his gray vest and dark tan jeans, taking your hands again. 

 You looked over and watched as she rolled her eyes and took her leave to the back kitchens. 

You focused back on each other now. You felt frozen. Your feet felt glued to the floor as you kept your eyes on Arthur’s. He sensed your insecurities. 

 “Just relax. I’m a good dancer you know.” 

 “Oh really?” you couldn’t stop giggling for the life of you. “Why the same song?”

 “Dancing with you to this song is all I was thinking about. I wanna make sure it happens…” his voice sounded dead tone serious but his smile was still so giddy, matching your own. 

 There was space between the both of you, enough to fit another person. He gripped both of your hands steadily and began to move your arms in and out, bringing you into a rhythm, then moving side to side, dipping your bodies left to right. Your legs finally began to move to match his own. It was slow at first. He finally brought you in, your chests against each other. One arm bent together and the other stretched out with his to the side, dipping up and down. He twisted you then spun you, letting go of your left hand then bringing it back again. Your pace began to quicken. Your laughs grew louder. 

 He twisted and spun you again, creating a routine. But before you knew it you were dipped, letting your wet (y/h/c) brushing against the dirty floor. You both laughed even louder as he brought you up again and spun you around, bringing your back against his chest and swaying you back and forth.

 It definitely wasn’t a graceful song to dance to. But that’s what made it so hilarious. He was still behind you as his hands moved to the backs of your arms, taking control of them and pulling them from side to side. 

 He used every quirky move he could just to hear the sweet sounds of your laughter filling this dreary restaurant. You’ve never seen Arthur act so goofy. You didn’t even know he had this side to him. You’ve never felt so alive. Nothing mattered right now. Your past, your future, your surroundings were completely irrelevant in this moment.

 Your back still stayed against his chest. You leaned your head back against his shoulder, keeping your eyes closed as the music started to die out, letting both of your laughter die down as well. Arthur still swayed a little with you as he took this time to look down at you. He was so close to you and he couldn’t believe it. This was the closest he’s ever seen your delicate skin, every feature of your dimples, the little baby hairs on your cheeks. 

 He looked even deeper to the maroon lipstick on your lips. He dragged his eyes up slowly until they reached your closed eyelids. Your dark eyelashes were a blanket over your darkened bags, still fluttered shut as you hummed against his chest. He stared at the bags under your eyes even closer. It looked strange to him.. like makeup? 

 He studied all over your eyes now at the dark purple eye shadow. The rain must have washed a lot of the eye makeup off. His eyes flickered all over your face now as he began to realize they were bruises, lots of them. It was not just makeup. 

 His muscles tensed as he leaned forward more to look at your bare chest since you were wearing the halter dress. His eyes fell to the multiple other bruises that littered your collarbones. 

 How could I not have noticed? he thought 

 “Y/N,” his voice was stern

 “Yes?” you answered gingerly, keeping your eyes closed. You were completely oblivious, still lost in the moment. 

 “Y/N, please stop and look at me.” You felt the air change immediately. The chill In his voice causing you to finally snap your eyes open. You brought your head back up and turned around to face him. 

 “Arthur... what’s wrong? Was it something I di—”

 “Are you safe at home? “ he interrupted you

“What?” 

“Just please.. answer me honestly, it’s okay. I promise. Now tell me…please, did somebody hurt you?”

“Yes….” 

 “Who was it?”

“...It was Harvie. And myself….” 

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Think I’m going to add this song in a future Joker fic? 🖤 I danced to it today while it played on the radio and it fits so perfectly with him. ❣️

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Joker Script - Written by Todd Phillips & Scott Silver

Click here for Joker Script

If you are a writer or a Joker fan and haven’t read this already, please do so! For Writers: it’s a whole different experience reading the script than watching the movie. It really gives me new ideas since a lot of the script was not added in the final cuts!

For Joker fans In General: like said above, you can relive Joker in a whole new experience! More detail and little things about Arthur that you might not have known about.

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Question for my followers!

Hi everyone 💚 I am looking for some Joker lovers that would like to proof read/judge my works before I post them! I am looking for some people who wouldn’t mind me randomly sending fics, one shots, imagines, HC’s etc..

All I really need is just someone to read them and spot mistakes, rambling, under explaining, over explaining.. all that jazz. Since I’m the one writing it I have found it hard to spot these things. I just need some good unbiased opinions. I would even love some suggestions to add things or take things out!

Lots of my works include lots of angst, smut, and dark humor. If these things make you uncomfortable this will not be for you.

I will also credit you in my official posts as well 💚

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Requests Now Open!!

Hello Joker Fandom ❣️ Chapter Three of my main fic is out now.. which means any requests for Arthur / Joker is open at the moment!!! Please feel free to request me any one shots, headcanons, etc!

Please specify if you’d rather Arthur or Joker.. or both!

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If you’re ever curious if my requests are open or not, it will be posted in my bio, or can you can just shoot me a message!

Thank you all so much for giving me reasons to write! I really hope to see some requests soon. I am ITCHING to write more 🖤

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Yay my motivation is back guys!❣️ I’m writing like a mad woman for my main fic 🤩

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