Arthur Fleck/joker x reader oneshots

- 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕

Arthur carefully stroked more red into him 'smile'. He had an intense stare on his face, he wanted to get his makeup just right.
His own smile formed on his lips as he looked at himself proudly. He got up and put on his outfit on; which was a white button down shirt and matching red vest and slacks.
Arthur walked out of his mother's bedroom and was about to leave but a sleepy voice stopped him in his tracks. "Happy?" His mother questioned, she just woke up from her nap on the armchair. He quickly came to her aid, "yes ma?" He asked.
"Where are you going?" Penny examined his outfit. "It's Halloween, ma. I'm gonna go out..." Arthur answered her in a kinda impatient tone, he didn't want to be late.
"I hope you're not going trick or treating because you're too old for that, Happy." Hearing that from his Mother made him sigh. "No ma." He simply said as his foot tapped anxiously on the carpeted floor.
"Okay well have fun... don't be out too late, Happy. There's a lot of bad people out at night." Penny warned him and only a hum vibrated from Arthur's throat. And with that, Arthur left the vile apartment building.
He was heading to the big party that Thomas Wayne was hosting. He was trying to get a hold of Mr. Wayne ever since he found out that he was his son. He thought about what he was going to say as he entered the train.
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Arthur was dazed at how much people were at the Halloween party, he knew he could sneak in without a problem. He went around to the back and climbed up the fall fence.
Once he jumped over it, it was easy to get in since there was no one in the back. Mostly everyone was inside partying, getting drunk, and doing unspeakable things. Arthur exhaled and then puffed out his chest a little.
He swiftly walked inside and was immediately greeting the sight of a lot of rich, important people in costumes. Being able to fit it was so easy for Arthur to do, all he needing to do is find Mr. Wayne and get him into an isolated area to ta–
His thoughts were interrupted by someone bumping into him. Arthur was so lost in thought that he didn't see who was in front of him. "I-I'm sorry!" He apologized as he looked up to the person.
It was a woman, it seemed like she was dressed up as that lady from the popular horror movie. What's her name? Wendy Terence? Wendy torren? He didn't have a clue.
"It's fine!" The woman smiled at him. Arthur was mesmerized at her smile, he shook his head and then excused himself.
He looked back and he saw the woman heading somewhere. Maybe the washroom?
He took his attention off of her, trying to go find Mr. Wayne. But the woman was still lingering in the back of his mind.
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After a good hour of trying to find Mr. Wayne, Arthur gave up. There was like a thousand people here and it would take about 2 hours to find him. All that walking around made him parched so he made his way into the kitchen.
It was empty, but he failed to noticed the woman from earlier. "Hey!" She exclaimed, Arthur jumped up in freight. He covered his mouth from refraining himself from laughing. "You're that clown that spilled my drink on me!" She said with an innocent smile in her lips.
Arthur thought she used the word 'Clown' to insult him, his eyebrows furrowed a little. "I don't mean clown in a bad way. It's just that you're dressed as a clown... I also don't know you're name." She rubbed their back of her neck.
"My name's Arthur." He introduces himself, Arthur was praying that his laughing wouldn't start up. "(Y/n)!" She said as she gently dabbed the napkin that Arthur barely noticed. She was cleaning up her costume, there is a dark purple stain on it and it doesn't seem get off.
"Wine is really hard to come off you know." She giggled. Was (Y/n) drunk? "Are you drunk" Arthur asked, and (Y/n) nodded. "I saw my boyfriend making out with some girl and I decided to get drunk to forget... but I can't seem to forget." A hint of sadness could be heard in her voice.
He wanted to continue to look for Thomas Wayne but he decided to stay with (Y/n). They talked for what felt like hours, they talked about themselves and their lives.
Arthur has never talk to anyone like this other than his mom. Most people would be creeped out by him as Hoyt has said once to him. But (Y/n) seemed unbothered; maybe because she's drunk but he didn't care.
A little frown formed on his face as one of (Y/n) friends found her and told her that she could drive her home. Before leaving the room, (Y/n) walked towards me.
Her body was so close to mine that I could smell the sweet wine in her lips. "Have a nice night, Arthur. You were here to comfort me and you made my night." He didn't know if that was the alcohol talking or not but every word she said made his heart swell up with joy.
(Y/n) pressed her lips against Arthur's cheek, getting some white and red paint on her lips. She pulled away and smiled at him. "Come one now (Y/n)." Her friend said as she whisked (Y/n) away from me forever.
I never was going to see (Y/n) again and she probably won't remember him after she became sober.
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A/n: this kinda sucks but please enjoy this :((( I'll start writing better oneshots later 💕