This Joker Asmr Video Is Just Way Too Good

THE WAY HER LOOKS AT HER AAAAAA

Could u please write a NSFW smut where reader teases joker and flirts with like one of his henchmen just to make him mad and then joker puts reader in her place and makes her know who she belongs too?!?!! Just really bratty reader with a kinky dom clown daddy joker 😩💦. Thankyou I LOVE YOUR WRITING!!! 💖

Getting on it now!

Me: *seeing joker for the first time* man that was a fantastic film! Joaquin Phoenix did an excellent job.

My monkey brain: yes,, jorker,, sexy man,, arter,, pretty boi,,

Isolation Starters

"Your friends are a bad influence on you."

"Why do you even need anyone else when you have me?"

"Your family doesn’t really care about you."

"You should spend more time with me instead."

"They’re just jealous of us."

"I don’t like it when you hang out with them."

"You don’t need them in your life."

"They don’t understand you like I do."

"Why are you always with them and not with me?"

"They’re just trying to come between us."

"You’re better off without them."

"I’m the only one who truly loves you."

"They’re talking behind your back."

"Why do you trust them over me?"

"I don’t want you to see them anymore."

"They don’t have your best interests at heart."

"They’re trying to ruin our relationship."

"You’re not allowed to see them."

"I’m all you need."

"They don’t appreciate you like I do."

❌ Saying "I'm so stupid" when you make a mistake: Incorrect. Doesn't encourage self-forgiveness and future growth.

✔ Saying "Arthur Fleck would still love me" when you make a mistake: Correct. Encourages self-forgiveness and future growth. Makes you think of Arthur Fleck.

When daddy spots you in a crowd...

This is why I don't drive.

Joker: Things haven’t been the same since I…………….killed those three men on the subway. Murray:

Uhg, you guys seriously need to read this. Right now. Underappreciated art right here. I'm sweating 💕💕💕

Bound to happen (Joaquin Phoenix x Reader)

Summary: Y/N is a photographer who works on the set of Joker. They become friends with Joaquin and even more along the way. Warnings: NSFW, swearing, smut. Around 3,800 words. This is my very first fanfic EVER, please don’t judge me too much, thank you. A bit long though, but I had much fun writing it. Please let me know your opinion! I need feedback :) 

It was your first day and the whole thing was unbelievable. You’ve never dared to imagine something this great and yet there you were, working on the set of Joker. This ment that you had to leave Europe behind and move to New York for the next year or so, but you didn’t mind at all. The idea that you could work with Joaquin just drove you crazy. You had a crush on him ever since you saw him in Her. You thought he was weirdly handsome and he was a fucking weirdo in the most positive sense of the word. Besides, you never liked guys with blonde hair and a perfect face. You were always attracted to something asymmetric, something peculiar, and this man was the definition of peculiarity in every way.  You were already crazy about him, even though you haven’t met him yet.

But then… there he was.

He was dressed as Arthur, he was looking skinny and depressed but your breath still stopped at the very sight of him. He was walking along with Todd and they were sharing a laugh. You were so star-struck you almost forgot that it was your job to capture genuine moments like this so you raised your camera and made a few shots of the two of them. All of a sudden Joaquin stopped, looked right into your camera and waved while smiling. You didn’t have time to wave back as they moved on so you just stood there with your heart throbbing in your throat.

“He has a good day; it seems…what a rare occasion.” – said your co-worker Paul, breaking your numbness.

“Rare…? Wh-what do you mean?” – you asked after dropping back to reality.

“Don’t mind him” – interrupted Amy, another co-worker with whom you started to become more and more like friends.

“I mean that he’s always grumpy, no one can talk to him if he’s in the mood. He just swears and shouts all the time” – said Paul.

“Don’t believe him, it’s not that bad. I think he usually stays in character, that’s all. Nobody takes these burst outs seriously and he always apologizes at the end of the day.”

You shrugged and smiled at her and the three of you got back to work.

Your first day passed in the blink of an eye and you found yourself the last person to leave the setting. At least you thought you were the last. You were pouring one last coffee before heading home when you heard an unmistakable voice behind you.

“Oh, hi there.”

You nearly dropped your cup.

“Oh god, did I scare you? I’m so sorry, I thought you’d heard me coming, I’m so sorry” – said Joaquin in such an apologetic manner you almost said ‘sorry’ yourself.

“Oh, no, you didn’t. Well, actually you did but it’s okay, don’t worry. I just thought I was the only one here.” – you laughed a bit nervously.

“Sorry again, really. You’re new, right? Or maybe I just haven’t seen you yet. What’s your name?”

“Yeah, it’s my first day actually. You have quite an eye recognising all these faces, who’s new and who’s not, wow.” – you were so fucking embarrassed you spoke like a 12-year-old but that didn’t seem to bother him. He’s probably used to it, you thought to yourself. “My name’s (Y/N) by the way, it’s really nice to meet you. Forgive my clumsiness, I’m just not used to famous people walking around me.”

“Well, you better be. Oh, god, how arrogant was that, I just meant…you know it’s a setting, so…you get it.”

He was a bit socially awkward and you loved it.

“Yeah, I get it, I get it. You’re heading home?”

“Yes, it was enough for today. We can share a taxi if you don’t mind. I can see you were set to go before I scared the shit out of you.” – he said in a teasing voice and smirked at you a little.

You just didn’t know how to react. ‘He wants to share a taxi and he smiles at me? What the actual fuck.’ But you went with the flow and nodded. On the way home you talked like you’ve known each other for quite a time, it was all casual. He asked about your country, about when did you start photography and on how to pronounce your name.

“It’s funny, you know. Usually I’m the one whose name is mispronounced all the time and here we are, I’m just another fucker who can’t pronounce a name right.” Both of you were laughing at this. ‘Oh my god, how beautiful he is when he laughs’ – the thought went through your mind. Even with all the weight lost he was gorgeous. You have just taught him to pronounce your name when the taxi pulled over and you had get out. You waved to each other as the car was rolling over.

When you were finally in your room you couldn’t keep it together. You fell into you bed and started to think about all that just happened in the last hour. Smiling like an idiot and with Joaquin in your mind you fell fast asleep.

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The following month was a real torture after this. He wouldn’t look at you, or just in passing; you didn’t talk at all; all he did was a powerless nod every time your eyes accidentally met. You were helpless. You couldn’t concentrate on your work because he was on your mind all day. What’s more, you felt constant guilt for thinking he liked you at all.

“What’s wrong?” – asked Amy for the third time when you haven’t heard the last two.

“Oh, nothing, sorry, got lost in my thoughts. I’m just tired, I think.”

“I wasn’t born yesterday honey, has anything happened? You can tell me.”

“I don’t know Amy; I don’t want to seem like a dumb bitch.”

“What? Come on, you have to tell me now.’

You told her everything and she gave you a long and understanding hug.

“Oh darling, that’s what Paul was talking about. Joaquin does that sometimes, he’s nice, then he’s not. You did nothing wrong, it happens. And about your feelings… I understand, he’s a piece of work but… You shouldn’t mistake niceness for flirting. I don’t know, let it be a fantasy and call it a day.”

You nodded. You knew she was right, you had to let the idea go but you just simply couldn’t. At least not yet. First you had to find out why he was like this to you and you didn’t have to wait too long for that to happen.

It was late and only a few people of the staff were preparing for the following day while you were packing your things. Joaquin was watching you from across then he started to walk towards you. When you saw him from the corner of your eye your heart was about to explode in your chest. ‘Now or never’ – you thought, when he broke the silence.

“Hi (Y/N).”

“Hi. What’s up? You know what, no, don’t answer this, sorry. Did I wrong you in any way? Do you have a problem with me?” – you asked with urge.

“What? No, no, you did nothing wrong, why you’re asking?” – he seemed baffled.

“You’ve been avoiding me for weeks now. Did I say something wrong on the first night? I thought we were having a good time. I can’t stop thinking about it, I just feel like…”

“Stop (Y/N). Just stop it. It’s not about that, I was just… I wanted to find more time to embrace the character, that’s it. I haven’t been talking much to anybody, fuck… don’t take it all on yourself.”

You stood there, feeling super awkward to have thought it was about you. Who are you to him anyway? No one. Just because he was nice to you once it doesn’t mean he likes you or wants to be friends or anything.

“All right. I just needed to know” – you said shortly before pressing your lips together to stop them from trembling. You picked up your bag and were about to turn on your heels when he grabbed your arm softly.

“I didn’t want to hurt you, sorry. I know I tend to be a dick these days, please forgive me. I would suggest that we go and eat something but it would be a torture for me so I’ll just ask if you want to share that taxi again? If it’s okay with you.”

“Yeah, okay. That would be nice.” – you meant to say no, but whom were you kidding? You wanted to be near him all the time. He gave you a light smile and you just felt your nerves loosen, you let go of all the hard feelings you had. You just simply couldn’t be angry with him; he was too fucking stunning.

The next few weeks were amazing. You spent a lot of time together, you laughed a lot, and what was the most important to you he started to share more and more things about himself. You felt you gained his trust and that was a huge thing. What is more, he was extremely interested in you and seemed to really enjoy your company. He even treated you differently on set. Many times he snuck behind you to frighten you or later on he simply hugged you from behind. Slowly but steadily you fell for him and all he had to do about it was simply to be himself. You longed for him so much you often caught yourself daydreaming about him at work. But you managed to pull yourself together and dismiss these thoughts right until that fateful night.

____________________________ When you got into your cab you many times shared he gave the driver his address only, leaving out yours. You gave him an inquiring look.

“Wait. What?”

“I need company (Y/N); things are… the role’s starting to get heavy. Stay with me a little, would you?” – his eyes were full of distress and tension, you couldn’t decide whether he was disturbed or was still Arthur in a way. You were a little taken aback by his request but said yes without hesitation.

“Thank you.” – that was all that left his mouth along the way which made you wonder what the hell was going on. Obviously you didn’t know him very well but he was different from how he usually behaved. When you were going up to his hotel suite you were still not sure about where this night would lead but you knew something was off. “Just make yourself comfortable. Do you want something to drink? Because I do.”

“Are you sure?” – you asked with reluctance. You weren’t sure you had any right to tell him what to do but you knew about his former drinking problems and didn’t want him to fall back.

“Yes, I am (Y/N). You don’t need to worry; I know my limits. You want one or not?”

“Whiskey, two fingers, on the rocks.”

He took off his hoodie and went to pour out the drinks.

“What’s wrong, Joaquin? Has… something happened?” – you couldn’t wait more, you needed to know what was in his head.

He turned around, his eyes flashed. You could sense he was struggling with something, he wanted to tell you so badly but he made up his mind halfway. “It’s… nothing. Don’t mind me, I’m just fucking overwhelmed.” He sat down on the couch beside you with his head thrown back, his eyes closed. There he sat, feeling devastated and he didn’t want to share it with you. Maybe you overrated your relationship, maybe you weren’t even friends. Anyways, you decided not to dwell on this whole thing. You put on some music from your phone and went for another drink while dancing around the room. This made him chuckle and it seemed you distracted him from his troubles a little. The night went on, you drank more and even overdramatically slow danced to some cheesy 80’s love song. Though it was only for fun, his hands on your waist, your hands clasping around his neck, your bodies being so close to each other made you shiver with joy. He smelled good, his skin felt good, you wanted this to last forever. It was fucking perfect, you felt yourself sinking in the idea of him being your man. Then you snapped out of it because you couldn’t really believe it yourself. First of all, you were just a crew member, he was famous. What would he see in you? And yeah, he was a middle-aged man and you were in your twenties, let’s not forget about that. You gently broke contact with him, sat down on the couch and gulped down the leftovers of your whiskey. While he was sitting down beside you he gave you a long look which made you feel uncomfortable at first but then you were enjoying his bright eyes on your body. You truly wanted to look away, not to escalate things any further but you couldn’t. He was mesmerizing. After parting his lips, he slowly licked them over and leaned real close to you.

“Do you remember when you asked me why have I been avoiding you?”

You nodded.

“And the answer I gave you…? I lied. Do you want to know the real thing?”

You nodded again with awe.

“I distanced myself from you on purpose. I couldn’t bare the sight of you because…” - he paused and looked away from you before he continued – “… I started to have thoughts about you. Dirty ones. I imagined you here with me, sitting on this very couch, drinking, just like this. Actually that’s my problem right now, too. You’re always on my mind, you know?” In sync with his last word he turned towards you again, looked deeply in your eyes and went on whispering. “Many times when we were having a conversation I wasn’t able to pay full attention because I was wondering how your lips would taste.” – as he was talking he leaned closer and closer till you could feel his breath on your lips. It was too much to handle, you wanted him to ruin you on that couch right now. You wanted him to do whatever the fuck he wanted with you; you were happy to become his slut for tonight. He was so close now that you could lick his lips and god, how bad you wanted to do so. But you didn’t move an inch. You needed him to be in control.

Then came a call.

His phone was ringing and buzzing on the coffee table. This instantly put you off and the whole situation became fucking embarrassing all of a sudden.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake!” – he yelled and looked at the phone. It was Todd. They usually called each other late at night so it wasn’t odd.

“Answer it, it’s okay.” – you said to him soothingly and he picked up the phone and went to another room to talk with Todd. You just sat there trying to comprehend what had just happened and how to proceed from here. You heard Joaquin telling Todd that it wasn’t the best time to talk that he was tired and all, but you could also hear that Todd went on anyway. You made a quick decision and rushed out of the suite. You went for the stairs, you couldn’t risk him coming after you and finding you waiting for the elevator. You ran down the stairs and promised to yourself that this will never happen again. Getting wasted and wanting him to fuck you into the couch so hard you won’t be able to walk the next day? This wasn’t you. What had this man done to you?

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You just came out of the shower when you heard a knock. You immediately knew who it was and what was coming but you opened the door anyway. He stood in front of you panting. Neither of you said a single word, this was no time for talking. He stepped real close, closed the door behind him and placed his hands on your cheeks. His gaze shifted from your eyes to your lips as he started to stroke them with his right thumb. You watched him doing it, his mouth was slightly open, his eyes grew darker and were full of lust. Something cracked in you. The promise you made to yourself got lost the moment he touched you. You took his thumb in your mouth and started to suck on it slowly. He went crazy at the sight.

“Oh fuck, yes… I want you so bad (Y/N), I want you so fucking bad, you hear me?” – his voice was so different from his normal voice, it was deeper and demanding and you fucking loved it. Seemed like he couldn’t bear you teasing him anymore, as he pressed his lips into yours in such a rush it made you step back. His tongue exploring your mouth, his teeth biting your lower lip while he was grabbing your bare ass under your robe made you shamefully wet.   “I want you, too Joaquin.” – you moaned as you were never touched by a man before. “How bad do you want me baby, huh?” – calling you baby in his now menacing voice turned you on even more. He didn’t even give you opportunity to answer, he kissed you again then picked you up and carried you to the bed not breaking the kiss. He took off his t-shirt and kissed you hungrily while his hand worked its way down to your throbbing pussy.

“God, you’re fucking wet for me, aren’t you baby? Good girl.” – he said with a voluptuous smile. He was fucking pleased with himself that he made you this wet only by kissing you. Then he started to rub your delicate spot gently making you push your hips against his fingers for more. He was so fucking good you couldn’t help letting out a load moan that was probably heard in the neighbouring rooms.

“Yes, moan for me baby, uh-huh, fucking sexy, that’s what you are.”

Now he was on top of you, pulling your robe apart revealing your naked body. He gave a long look before he lowered himself to you and started to kiss your neck passionately. The voice of his lips leaving wet and hot kisses on your skin made you shiver; your nipples became hard even before he got to them. He stopped for a second to absorb the view before squeezing your breasts and sucking and biting your nipples softly. His green eyes locked with yours, you were hypnotized by him. As he moved lower you could feel his cock against your thighs. He was fucking hard and you knew you wanted him inside your mouth first before he could fuck you good.

“Lay down, it’s my turn.” – you ordered him while getting on top. You unbuckled his belt and pulled out his massive erection. You stroked him lightly and licked his length all the way up before you took the tip of his cock into your mouth. After sucking him slowly, you quickened the pace making him throw back his head in ecstasy. Then he took your head in his hands and started to thrust into your mouth. That was exactly how you imagined he would behave in bed. He was dominant and powerful, you liked that he had full control over you.

“Taking it like a good little slut, huh? Yes, look at me while I fuck your pretty little mouth.”

You knew you wouldn’t be able to keep it together for long. Right then he stopped thrusting and made you lie down again. He positioned himself between your legs while kissing you impatiently. He was hungry for you and couldn’t wait more. He entered you slowly making sure he didn’t hurt you but then he started to slam wildly, you felt he couldn’t contain himself, he was out of control.

“Yes… right there, yes, oh gooood!” “Yeah? You like it, baby? Oh fuck, you’re so tight.” – he was an animal. The way he looked at you, the way he said ‘baby’, his every movement was overflown with desire. Your orgasm started to build up rapidly as he went for your throat, choked you a little and whispered in his husky voice – “You are mine, you understand?”

“Yes baby, fuck me, faster, please…” – you were completely at his mercy and he fucking enjoyed how you begged him to fuck you harder. He picked up a faster pace and you started shaking as your orgasm was within reach.

“I’m so close baby, yes, don’t stop!” – your voice brought him to the edge and he let himself collapse completely onto you while he was still pounding relentlessly. You clung to his shoulder and kissed him passionately, sucking on his tongue and moaning into his mouth.

“You feel so good baby, you’re fucking hot, I can’t…” – he murmured into your neck. With his words echoing in your ears you came immediately, your whole body was trembling from the overwhelming sense of pleasure he just gave you. Hearing you cry out his name, seeing your back arched, your head thrown back, your breasts lifted he knew he wasn’t going to last one minute more. He pulled his cock out then slammed it back in, he was fucking pleased with the view of your pink wet pussy around him. He started slow but now he was battering you like a madman until he reached his climax.

“OH FUUUCK…” – he let out a series of moans against your neck as he came hard. When he caught his breath he kissed you intensely while you were running your fingers through his silver locks. His kiss was deep and needy and loving, and you were already aching for him again.

“This was amazing; you are amazing… I’ve never been… treated like this before.” – you said while he was still lying on you, panting.

“Oh baby, I could go on all night. You are hot stuff yourself.”– he kissed you and you both chuckled before cuddling.

“You know; I’ve been waiting for this moment since I first saw you. I knew you had to be mine, there’s no other way. I want to be with you, what do you say? Could we continue our relationship with this little amendment that’s just happened?” – he asked cockily while looking down at you waiting for your reply.

“I think I’ve already given you a pretty obvious and unmistakable answer, haven’t I?”

He smirked at you and pulled you closer for a kiss. You knew this was bound to happen and you knew that the most wonderful time of your life has just started.