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boop oOwOo

Kaliiiiiii ~ 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

Much thank, darling!!!💗🤗

I do love nose boops omg🥺 sending you some boops back!!!💜😊

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One of my favorite liminal spaces to visit is this one playing field that my sister and I like to go to at night, because it’s wide and empty and we can let our fur babies off their leashes so that they can run wild and not worry about running into anyone else. I don’t know why, but it’s so quiet and eerie there. My sister’s boyfriend’s ex wife apparently claims to have seen aliens land there. Honestly? It gives off that energy. I almost feel like I’ll see Slender Man again or something.

This sounds awesome! I love open fields at night. It seems like there is no end to them and even if you're completely alone, you have this feeling that you definitely aren't. There are lots of fields like those around my house so I hit the jackpot if ya ask me haha and my dogs love it too :^)

Keep me updated if you get a glimpse of anything strange out there 👀

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Okay but just: Joker with his roots starting to show. 🖤💓🖤

Carding your fingers through his hair, that dark brown which you know and love so well settling back in... his hair is so soft and it falls through your fingers like ink. His hair is much like the man himself; it’s a vibrant green but when you get up close, you can see the parts of himself which have been so tormented and so abused breaking through. 

Joker’s breath catches as your fingers snag on a tangle and you press a kiss to his cheek by way of a silent apology. His hands grip your hips and he tugs you onto his lap, wrapping an arm around your waist and bringing you up closely to him; he loves you, dearheart, and he wants you to be all that he can see, all that he can smell, all that he can feel and sense and know.

Joker wants to sink into all that you are, all that you have ever been and will ever be and to never resurface. You are his entire life, his whole heart and the saviour of his soul; and there’s never been a love like this. There never will be again and though you love him so much that sometimes it makes your heart physically squeeze in your chest almost to the point of pain, you know that never again do you ever want to love anyone in the way that you love your Joker.

“Please, Y/N, I - “

“Hush, darling. I know.” You’re safe with me. I’ve got you. It’s okay, Arthur.

And you did.

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I just like. had a thought??? About Arthur as Carnival. How do you think Carnival would react if, like, the reader developed a whopping crush on him while he does a gig somewhere? Like, giddy and flustered while talking to him, blushing, trying not to smile too big in front of him etc. and either he catches on or finds out some other way?

OMG I LOVE CARNIVAL <333 this is so, so cute omggg~ if I saw Carnival, this would absolutely be me lmao I’d wanna take him home and keep him forever kskksskk he’s the only clown I’m not scared of lmao.

He’d notice straight away. There’s you in the crowd, a little to the side but right in front of Kenny’s Music Shop, and you has your hands over your face, trying really hard not to completely lose it. Still, as the clown winks at you, you blush and shout (to be heard over the jaunty tune) “you’re my favourite clown” (or something) and he blushes and makes a beeline for you, giving you his undivided attention. He would dip a gloved hand inside his checkered blazer pocket and withdraw his wand and he’d do that paper flower trick, Temptation Rag still playing as an accompanying piece. By now you’re drawing attention and a few customers go into Kenny’s murmuring compliments about the clown, and you see him blushing even through the greasepaint. 

“Thank you, sir. You - you’re really good at this.”

“Arthur. My name’s Arthur. Th-thank you. No one’s... no one ever really notices me.”

“Arthur,” You smile, tasting his name on your tongue. You like its flavour and you want more of it, of all of it. “My name’s Y/N. Wanna get a coffee when you’re done here?”

“I’d - I’d like that.”

And you smile, find a piece of paper with which to give him your number, and with a chaste kiss to his painted cheek are you gone, leaving your heart in your wake. Arthur scoops it up, pockets it, and promises to exchange it for his own when he calls you tonight for a date.

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This is random, but—how do you think Arthur would react to just receiving a little kiss one day? Like not a full mouth kiss. Maybe it’s even disguised as platonic; they have a crush on him and want to thank him for something, so they give him a quick kiss on the cheek. I dunno—he went as far as stalking Sophie after she was just a little friendly to him, so I wonder what it would do to his sweet self to receive that kind of affection for the first time, in a context where reader is kind of shy.

Oh.

Oh.

He would... okay, it doesn’t matter whether you’re just friends or just a neighbour or just someone in the street. He would obsess over the cheek kiss for days, so much so that he takes to stroking the area even weeks later, his touch deliberately light just so that it mimics the ghost of your kiss long after it’s faded. He replays the moment over and over and over in his mind, like a broken record, and he just can’t get it, get you out of his head. 

If you have a crush on him and you kiss his cheek, then he’s gonna devote his days to making you happy. He’d bend over backwards just for half a smile. Arthur would become your shadow; anything you want, he’ll get for you. He’ll ration his cigarettes, deliberately ‘bump’ into you in the street just to be near you again... you’re both painfully shy, but that won’t stop Arthur, especially once he knows you return his feelings.

He’s planning your wedding before he even knows your name, the sweet man that he is. Ugh... isn’t he beautiful?

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Cuddling with Arthur and starting to play with his soft wavy hair, suddenly feeling him starting to shake like a leaf and opening your eyes out of concern, and then you notice him bouncing his leg furiously because he’s giddy and in love. 🥺🥺🥺

Ohhh omg -  🥺 🥺 🥺 🥺

“What’s wrong, angel?”

A light, breathy chuckle? “Wr-wrong? How could th-this be wrong? No, I - I - thank you. This is the rightest thing I’ve ever felt.”

He leans into your touch, the softest of smiles on his face as he does so, and his green oceans flutter shut, his eyelashes caressing his upper cheeks like butterfly wings, and Arthur smiles, he smiles, and he knows that he’s found everything that he deserves and more.

You. You are his one and only person who understands him.

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If Arthur looked at me the way he looked at Sophie during that scene I’d forget how to breathe forever.

Same here.

I can’t even look at the GIFset without smiling so hard I start tearing up so if he did it in real life?

My ovaries would be like 

So I guess you could say I would.... ovary-act 😂😂😂

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“I’m so glad you changed your punchline at the last minute” ... my heart fucking choked on that. G-d. Such a brave baby.

He is 🥺🥺🥺 the stair dance scene gets really fucking depressing when you realise he believes he’s dancing towards his own suicide.