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THIS WAS WHAT I’VE BEEN ON ABOUT!!! LOOK AT HIM GO!!!

He’s fully aware that he is in fact DADDY... And I can’t lie, he can absolutely fucking get it.

Cred - @spookie-scary-skeletons THANK YOU SOOO MUCH 💗💗💗💗

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Reading all the confessions and i be like, y'all really want to fuck clown so badly aren't ya

Yup.

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Joaquin Phoenix smoking in full Joker costume on the set of JOKER (2019)

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wanna hear a joke? (arthur fleck x reader)

Request: Hello! Song anon here. Could you write a scenario based on Evanescence based on the songs Exodus and Lithium? Where the reader is homeless ‘cause she ran away from home and she’s depressed, she wants to be happy doesn’t know how ‘cause she was sad almost her whole life. Then she meets Arthur and he tries to make her smile

A/N: I hope this okay! Listen to the song Lithium as listed in the request if you want to get a better feeling to the background/mood of the fic. Enjoyy!

Warning: Mentions of clinical depression, allusions to abuse

It was raining again.

And apparently, living in Gotham meant that it rained every second, of every minute of every day.

The old, abandoned church you’d found in the depths of Gotham was creepy and probably infested with those rats that the media couldn’t shut up about, but it was off the streets and slightly warmer and quiet. Quiet was hard to come by in the city.

So, it was just your luck that someone had managed to finally buy it and lock up every entrance you’d memorised.

You swallowed, sinking down to sit on the steps leading up to the huge, wooden doors, listening to the wind whipping past your hood with a dead expression. Just your fucking luck.

What luck?

And yet, whilst you sat there in the pouring rain in nothing but a thin coat and less than a dollar to your name, you couldn’t help but still be glad you weren’t stuck with your family anymore. The ‘family’ that jumped at every opportunity to cast you out, or to beat you to ground. The ‘family’ that stood by and watched as your brother practically tore you apart and laughed when you were diagnosed with clinical depression.

Happiness wasn’t a word in your vocabulary.

One day, you’d just ran. Grabbed a coat and any money you could find and ran. Hopped from train to train, travelling the furthest away from your little hometown as possible, to somewhere where you could get lost.

And Gotham was perfect for getting lost in. Probably too perfect.

You curled your fists tight, paying no mind to the way your nails pierced your skin painfully. Blank face, blank mind. The world moved around you, but you were frozen – alone, forgotten, tired.

“Wanna hear a joke?”

The voice came from practically nowhere. It took a second for you to realise it wasn’t your own thoughts that made the sound, but instead a figure hesitating at the corner of your vision.

You shifted your gaze away from the spot on the floor, silent as you scanned the voices owner. A tall, scrawny man, hair plastered to his head from the rain, but his eyes glimmered in a peculiar, yet intriguing way. In a way that you’d never seen in Gotham.

“Sorry?” Your voice was gritty at the lack of use, and the man licked his lips, shuffling a little closer.

“You look sad. A joke might help.”

You considered his proposition. Sure, this guy was definitely odd – but he didn’t seem dangerous, like most of the other men you tended to avoid in Gotham. He seemed soft, maybe a bit damaged, but kind.

“Okay.” You nodded, his lips curling into an apprehensive grin, seeming thrilled at your acceptance.

“Why don’t cannibals eat clowns?” He watched you, his lips faltering as he spoke, as though he was trying to hold back his own laughter at the joke. You couldn’t help but smirk slightly back, raising an eyebrow.

“Go on.”

“Because they taste funny.” He punctuated the punchline with a small chuckle, registering your expression carefully. You couldn’t help but smile, shaking your head a little.

“That was awful.” You teased, panicking a little as his face suddenly fell bitter. “But a good awful. Thank you.” The jokers smile returned, and he extended a hand.

“Arthur.” He introduced, and you grasped his hand firmly. It was warm and shook yours gently.

“Y/N,” You replied.

You both fell quiet, only the pitter patter of the rain on concrete there to fill the silence. Arthur held your gaze for a second, then began to take his coat off, offering the piece of clothing to you.

“You look cold, too.” You stared at the garment, then to the face peering down at you. Opening your mouth, you readied yourself to decline, not wanting to take advantage of the only kind person you’d ever come across in this city. “Please, take it. I won’t be able to forgive myself knowing I left you out here soaking wet.”

Cheeks a little red at his statement, you glanced away as you took the coat, wrapping it around your shoulders. It was warm, and smelt musty, like cigarettes and – face paint?

Nonetheless, you felt your body overcome with a strange feeling as you looked back up at him. He smiled softly, not seeming to care as the rain began to soak through his jumper now, too.

“Thank you. So much.” You mumbled, smiling slightly back at him.

If this was happiness you were feeling, then god, you never wanted the sadness to come back.  

And if you were honest – you didn’t want Arthur to go away, either.

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The most disturbing part of watching Joker isn't the content...

It's the audience laughing at every misfortune and painful fit of laughter that befalls Arthur Fleck.

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2019 really is the year of comebacks

First the jonas brothers

And now McFLY is back too

I’m so happy 🖤🖤🖤

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Spring days🌺☀️ #spring #curvysize #curvas #plussizefashion #celebratemysize #plussizemodel #plussizefashion #plusgirl

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My happy place ✨🐳💚🦈🐬 #happyplace #seaworld #curvygirl #curvymodel #curvysize #curvas #plusgirl #plussize #plussizemodel #plussizefashion #tbt #throwbackthursdays (en Sea World Orlando Florida)

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A smile is a curve that sets everything straight. Phyllis Diller.😄💫🌈 #plussizemodel #plusgirl #plussizefashion #plusgirl #plussizefashion #curvas #curvysize #curvymodel #curvygirl #smile

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Happiness is not something you postpone for the future; it is something you design for the present. ✨☀️ #plussizefashion #plussize #plussizemodel #plusgirl #curvas #curvysize #curvygirl #curvymodel #curvywomen #happiness

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MYSTERY STORY TIME

So there was a single, solitary kiwi on our counter in the kitchen.

And I decided to make fun of my roommate for it, because who buys one, single, solitary kiwi? So I asked her that.

Roommate: I didn’t buy a kiwi.

Me: This isn’t your kiwi?

Roommate: No?

Me: But this isn’t my kiwi.

Roommate: That kiwi was there when I got home.

Me: I don’t even eat kiwi!

As you can see, it’s a real kiwi. Here it is, on my counter, giving away nothing.

But I was still confused as to where it came from. Did one of us accidentally buy a kiwi at the store? 

So I looked up the Kiwiny company to figure out which stores it’s sold at, to see which one of us might have bought it, since we tend to use different grocery stores.

Kiwiny doesn’t have American retailers.

There is literally no reason for this kiwi to be in my kitchen.

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Creo que soy una persona que disfruta de lo simple, de un paisaje, de un gesto o quizás de un suspiro. Me gusta el frío, el otoño o el invierno. Me gusta tomarme un té o un café. Creo que soy una amante del silencio, de la calma.

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