First official poster posted by Todd Phillips

I'm counting days

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You mean this?

OKAY BUT LOOK AT OUR POOR ARTHIE THOUGH?? He is bleeding from his ear 😭

If you’re a monster fucker, reblog this.

Everyone talks about you borrowing Arthur’s clothes (a forever mood) but imagine this:

Arthur borrowing YOUR clothes!!!!

The hoodie you put in the dirty basket this morning to be washed when you come home is scooped up with trembling hands, fingers digging into the material as a grateful face burrows into it, a muffled moan coming out of Arthur as his entire body SINKS into the comfort your scent offers him.

The jeans you haphazardly kicked off an hour ago when you got home from work, which are on the hardwood floor immediately before the living room’s green carpet are picked up with a humoured “hm” as Arthur turns the legs the right way and then folds them, moving into the bedroom to leave them at the foot of the bed, his bruised fingers lingering on them. He doesn’t want to let any part of you go and that includes the clothes you wear. He’s grateful to them, in a way, for keeping you warm and for protecting you when he can’t.

Your favourite T-shirt, fresh out of the washer, is cradled in Arthur’s hands as he runs his fingers over any print displayed across the front. It smells like his laundry detergent but the material looks and feels like you, so often have his fingers delved beneath the material to feel your skin against his own. It’s damp but he doesn’t care, he buries his face in it and imagines for just a moment that you’re in the room with him. If he concentrates, he thinks he can detect a faint scent of you under all the laundry detergent. You’re always right beside him, even when you’re on opposite sides of Gotham.

He wears them when you’re in the apartment with him and he wears them when you’re not. If you ask him where this article of clothing has gone, you might receive a murmured, “in the wash”, or you might get a sheepish grin and a “right here” as he pointedly tugs on what he’s wearing. Either way, Arthur loves to feel like he’s surrounded by you; it grounds him in the moment, it keeps him safe from harm, it makes him feel like he can face the day and the many cruelties of the world… it’s the same way you feel when you wear his clothes and after some time together, you stop using separate spaces to store your clothes, because you borrow from each other all the time.

No matter how much you both feel like wearing the other’s clothes is like a constant hug, though, both of you readily admit to yourselves and each other that you would prefer - if you’re someone who likes touch - to have an actual hug. Nothing quite like the basic comforts in life to pull you through, and yet nothing about your relationship is basic. It’s everything you never knew you needed until you found it.

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a dance with the devil in the pale moonlight • part three

summary: a sleepless night leads to a short but memorable chance encounter.  

warnings: smut. 

word count: 5310

notes: part one / part two 🌹

a most huge and heartfelt thank you to the one & only @iartsometimes for her absolutely stunning painting, “dance with me,” which directly inspired me to pick up with this piece again & finally finish it, over a year after posting part 2 🙈 i couldn’t have done it without you, tanya. i treasure this so, so deeply, the inspiration it’s provided has been endless. i cannot overstate how special this is to me, and i will never be able to thank you enough ❤️❤️❤️

thank you also to @fleckcmscott for beta-reading & helping me figure out how to get things as right as i could 🙏🏻

this is the final part of this story. thank you for reading 🌹

Neither of you could hold back any longer. He kissed you with a newfound ferocity that contrasted the delicateness you had come to know from him so far; his lips were thin and dry but eager and met yours attentively. Though he was slim, and not too tall, you felt entirely encompassed by the weight of him as he settled on top of you.  

The moon shone big and bright behind him, lighting up the sky and giving his silhouette a silvery glow. He pulled away and you took him in; his hair had gone wild with the wind, a messy mane of forest green that framed the canvas of his pristinely painted features and eager smile. Your eyes followed the contours of the red paint, the elongated dimples of his cheeks to his uneven teeth. He really didn’t look at all unlike a wolf – a wolf in sheep’s clothing, maybe, but all the same a wolf you wanted to rescue from his urban dwelling. You couldn’t help but think that it didn’t seem like it was where he belonged.

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AAAAHH I’M SO PROUD OF YOU FOR FINISHING THIS!

I remember discussing the wish to see more after I made the drawing; I knew you had the rest in you! 🥰 It came together perfectly! This is heartbreaking but beautiful.

Your Joker is so gentlemanly while retaining the confident devilish air I adore! It’s such a sexy mix and makes me 🔥. I am already seeing more images I’d love to make happen one day but for now my imagination will do!

The way you ended it… 🥺😭 so poetic. I can’t describe too much without spoiling but it destroyed me in a wonderful way.

The wolf analogy is a favorite of mine, thank you for including this, along with the roses, the concept by which so many of us are swooned! 🌹😂 So classically romantic which just seems so Arthur, right? Even though I see Joker as an entirely new version of himself, I can believe he would retain parts like that of himself. I love seeing this softer side of Joker too. So many ways to interpret and portray him!

I’m so so happy I could help inspire you to get back to this masterpiece! Thank you a million for finishing it! Cheers to more mutual inspiration in the future!!! 🌹👏💕🌕

The idea that women are too old to read smut once they reach their mid-20’s is deeply rooted in patriarchical ideas of gender roles. Women in their 20’s must get married and stop desiring sex from anyone but their husbands, or to not “desire” sex at all but to perform sexually for their husbands. The idea of women reading and writing romance novels has been seen as dangerous for as long as romance novels have existed. Male scholars have been complaining about it for decades because women having and acting on sexual desires threatens a very old status quo.

So: are you a woman over 25? Do you participate in fandom? Do you read or write smut? Then congratulations, you’re participating in a long tradition of threatening the very foundations of the patriarchy. Don’t let anyone tell you that you’re “too old” to do any of that. Ignore them and keep on smashing.

I’m making a study playlist of ambiences which comfort me and will help me focus next month, and I just stumbled upon this and I’m… obsessed. 😍😍😍

@jokerownsmysoul @sweet-nothings04 @daincrediblegg ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Omg this is taking me somewhere else, I love it so much. 😭💙 I can picture him curled up on his desk, shirtless as he writes on his journal and smokes in his little corner, lost in his own world. It’s so inspiring and evocative, perfect to write. thank you for tagging me honeybee 🥺❣️🐝

Yeeees ~ 🥰🥰🥰 I love listening to this while I study, it’s so immersive (could do with some talking to go over the top though or some songs in the film or something omg🥺 just take me to his apartment and leave me there🥺😭) and the picture you present is so vivid😍😍😍💝💝💝🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭 you’re welcome darling omg thank you for listening hasdfghjkl I always have so many things to share with you.😂😅

★ AIZAWA SHOUTA | THEN & NOW ERASERHEAD ★

Requested by my lovely Meli @beekugou ❤❤❤❤~

Inked 2

Ship: Shouta Aizawa x Fem!Reader Trigger Warnings: Mirror sex, slight edging, vaginal penetration, teasing, genital piercings (mentions not graphic descriptions), Reader does wear a skirt Length: 4.3k A/N: I struck while the iron was hot!  Inked part 2 is here!!!!  *cheers for myself*  The smut is here.  And lemme tell you, I had a ton of fun writing it.  Tagging the lovely @thewheezingwyvern​ because I tortured her with some snippets from it.  I would be sorry except Wyv likes it. Part One here

Nerves settled like lead in your stomach as the day approached for your tattoo.  Shouta had sent the sketch to you and it was beautiful, exactly what you’d pictured in your mind.  You wondered if you could ever turn his head towards you.  The man was supremely frustrating.  He put up a wall between you two and no matter what you did it stood strong.  Approaching Mic had been useless when you’d talked to him.  Your best option was Nemuri.  She’d been in the grade above yours but liked the group enough to hang around.

“You need a favor?  Anything for you kitten.”  You huffed at the nickname but was glad she agreed to meet with you.  She gave you the address and you headed off after work.  Your eyes widened at the front of the building.  After Midnight was a well-known establishment that catered to certain tastes.  Nemuri ran the club with a strict fist, and whip, and every time you suggested visiting it both Shouta and Mic had blown up about it.

The security guard waved you through with a tired expression and you slipped in through the door.  The club was gearing up for the night.  You were friendly with the staff and you knew your way to Nemuri’s office.  Just because Shouta and Hizashi thought you didn’t belong, didn’t make it the truth. Nemuri usually invited you during the off hours so there’d be more time to catch up.  “Kitten!  Look at you!” Nemuri grinned as you knocked on the office door.  “Come in, tell me all about it.”  She hummed as you explained the situation to her.

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Call me “Master” (Shinsou x Fem Reader)

Alright, of all the Hitoshi’s I’ve written this is probably my favorite. It’s pretty hardcore so please be warned. Not for the faint of heart. bUT LIKE ALSO I forgot how much sweet consent stuff I put in here and I’m like elrkkj;qlekjr dawww. This displays a healthy master/slave dynamic and oh god does it make me fucking horny.

Kinks: degradation, humiliation, squirting, master/pet, toys, spanking, bondage, pain play, fear play, mind control, face fucking, harsh names, dirty talk

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You’d been aware of Shinsou Hitoshi’s sadistic side for quite some time. During play, you would notice him holding back, concerned about going “too far,” or at least, what he thought would be too far.

It was clear, however, that this restraint was for your benefit,

There was no doubt that once he reached that dominant headspace, Hitoshi was a predator, and you, his intended prey.

After your most recent mind-blowing scene, he was helping you come down when you thought you’d tell him what was on your mind.

Oh my god that was amazing, the aftercare was something I didn’t even know I was missing out in until I read this- nothin'but love ❤️

Yessss. Not everyone needs or wants aftercare but the option should always be there. It’s a great opportunity to bond and reset 🥰 thank you for reading!