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This is too gorgeous to not be shared!

We’re not even halfway done but this is already the best MHA arc so far

I'm MELTING over here 😫💕

— dating arthur fleck.

[headcanons]

warnings: fluff, mention of sex.

taglist: @vivft, @taintednihilist, @actualkey, @itsforyoubitch 

a/n: shy boy deserves all the love in this essay i will- 

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Eating You Out~ Ledger Joker x Reader NSFW

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For the parts where I am writing them together, Ledger’s Joker I will write as L!Joker and Phoenix’s will be P!Joker.

For single headcannons/imagines, they will just be known as Joker and the title will say which one.

Warnings: Smut, reader receiving oral, dirty talk, praise

Request by @ohsluttershy: “your ledger joker is just too good, you got anything for L!Joker eating you out? i need that shit for science”

Sure thing darling. Since this is a simple request, the headcannons will be a little shorter! I hope they are still good for you!

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THIS IS THE ANIMATION WE NEEDED

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH 😫💕💕💕

BATMAN VILLIANS - Where Do They Like Being Kissed?

Ft. Deathstroke, Harley Quinn, Black Mask, Penguin, & Joker

DEATHSTROKE

He’s a very private man, so he’s not the biggest fan of affection, but he’s not going to deny your love for him either.

But knowing that it’s just you and him alone together, he’ll let you kiss wherever you like, just go easy on the eye.

Praise this man. He won’t show it, but he truly does appreciate the way you show your affection to him.

Just simple cuddles go a long way with him.

HARLEY QUINN

Please give her multiple kisses on the cheek! She’ll become weak from all the love you’re giving her~~!

She’ll say that its too cheesy for her liking. Don’t stop though

Harley is a very touched staved person, so even the slightest of small affection will have her over the moon.

Love and chrish this woman, please and thank you!

BLACK MASK

Without the mask, he’s all about deep french kisses, tongue and all. No matter what setting your both in.

If he’s got the mask on, then some kisses on the neck wouldn’t hurt. None of those small pecks, you need to go all out. Sloppy kisses and occasional biting are what it’s all about it for him.

If he doesn’t have a small hickey on his neck then you’re doing it wrong

Kiss the top of his hand. It’s a matter of respect and power to him. Especially when in front of his business partners.

OSWALD COBBLEPOT

Also kiss his hand. Again, respect and power. Maybe give some light pecks on each brass ring he has on

You don’t have to go full out for him. He’s not the most affectionate person nor will he pressure you into being affectionate with him.

Just pamper him with light massages on his shoulders and occasional kisses on the cheek, and you’re all good.

JOKER

He won’t deny your kisses for him.

When he’s feeling a little frisky, he’ll accept any kisses you have for him. Full on lips, a little tongue action, butterfly kisses on his neck or chest.

A simple one on the cheek will drive him wild for you.

You can smooch him up all you want, just don’t expect him to do the same...

My Special Angel by Bobby Helms 😊

ATTENTION

If you see this you are OBLIGATED to reblog w/ the song currently stuck in your head :)

I really needed that!

Made me sooo happy, it's too cute. 😭💕💕

Hold me close~

Request: I'm not sure if you're taking requests, but if you are, could I please have a one shot where Joker is comforting his S/O, like they're his only safe space and she feels like he can be vulnerable around them because they were there for him when he was still Arthur. Bonus points if the reader is plus size and isn't that confident about their looks. Thank you in advance, love your blog!!

Notes: Thank you so much😭 I’m sorry if it’s a bit short, schools been crazy. I hope you enjoy it though!

Pairing: Arthur Fleck x Plus Size!reader

Warnings: anxiety

Tags: @vemazing @live-love-loki @ultra-marine-scales @taintednihilist @ajokeformur-ray @alirabbitt

You looked at yourself in the mirror, staring at your silhouette. “What the fuck…” you whispered. You had been on a diet for over 2 weeks now, sometimes even skipping meals, without telling Arthur of course, and nothing seemed to work. You weren’t extremely overweight, but you would consider yourself chubby. No matter how many times Arthur tried to tell you that it was fine, it’s nothing to worry about, you couldn’t help but worry.

You felt your eyes burn as your tears began to fall down your cheeks. Why is this so hard? It’s so unfair.

This happened almost every night. You stood in the bathroom, door locked, analyzing your body to no end while Arthur worked his second job. You were glad he wasn’t home to listen to you cry because you often didn’t hold back. You sobbed as you squeezed your skin, a part of you hoping maybe it would magically go away, but it stayed where it was.

You wished you could be with Arthur, in his arms as he held you close, easing away the anxiety and pain the way he always could. But instead you stood there, crying.

You had no clue while you cried, that Arthur wasn’t at work, but outside the bathroom door. He had come home early and heard you crying. He had planned on surprising you. He stood with his hand on the doorknob, not moving a muscle as he listened to your cries.

“I don’t understand what he sees in me” you say out loud. You don’t even realize you’re speaking the words until it’s too late. “He will never find me beautiful. He will never love me.”

“Y/N?” Arthur spoke through the crack of the door. You jumped, turning to the door in surprise.

“Arthur? I thought you were at work, why are you home?” He didn’t respond.

“Do you really think that?” he asked. You didn’t answer. “Can I come in?” He asked. You quickly put on your sweater, and said yes.

Before a second could go by, the door flew open and there were arms around you. Arthur squeezed you tightly, his warm breath tingling your neck. Your arms slowly wrapped around him, and you could feel him relax a bit. He let go of you, taking your hand and leading you from the small bathroom to the living room. He sat you down next to him.

He took your hands into his own and looked into your eyes. Your heart ached, seeing the concern and worry clear as day on his face. “Do you think I don’t love you? That I don’t think you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever laid eyes on?”

You breathed in heavy, the words he spoke bearing into you. You could hear the concern in his voice. “Arthur…”

“Baby I love you more than words could possibly describe.” He says, bringing your hands to his mouth, kissing them softly. “Your size doesn’t matter to me. You matter to me. All of you.”

A tear falls down your cheek. Your hand breaks free from his own and you place it on his cheek. You can feel the remnants of his own tears. “I love you too Arthur.” you said. He smiled at you and you pulled him into a soft kiss. “I’m sorry.”

“Do you do that often?” He asks, referring to the thoughts you had spoken out loud in the bathroom.

“Not every day but… often.” You looked down to your lap.

He didn’t respond, just pulling you into a tight hug. Your face fell into his chest, feeling the shallow rise and fall of his breath. He kissed your forehead. “When you... “ he started. “When you feel these things, please talk to me.”

You nodded against him. “I don’t want you to be alone with this. Not how I was.” he continued. You smiled and wrapped your arms around him tightly. He knew the pain you were going through and he wanted to make sure that you have the support he never had.

“Thank you.” you whispered. He hugged you tighter, as if he was double checking that you were there. After a moment he let go and leaned back on the couch.

“Let’s watch some Murray.” he said, pulling you into his arms. As you leaned into his side, you could tell that he was holding you extra tight. His arms felt safe, the safest place you could possibly be in a time like this. Your anxiety seemed to simmer away while his hand rubbed your shoulder. This was your favorite place to be.

Correction: *Current me still doing it

Murray Franklin: *makes fun of Arthur*

Arthur:

When you don't learn for a test but barely pass with 0.5 points difference