Joker: Sweet
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prose_alchemistTitle: Sweet
Author:jordannamorgan
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Rating/Warnings: Mild PG for reference to blood.
Characters: Arthur Fleck.
Setting: General, but references the climax of the movie.
Summary: Joker has finally discovered an appetite he can sate.
Disclaimer: Joker belongs to DC Comics and Warner Brothers. I’m just playing with him.
Notes: Written for the prompt of “Flesh and Bone” atgenprompt_bingo.
His body was a bag of twisted bones, held together by little more than the pale, bruised skin that stretched over them too tightly.
Although self-conscious of his gaunt frame, he found little satisfying remedy. The doctors had always told him his laundry list of medications would affect his appetite—but they never mentioned anything about them destroying his sense of taste too. For as long as he could remember, every food was flat and bland. As a result, with his stomach numb to cravings, and even the fleeting pleasures of flavor denied him as a comfort for his weary days, it was difficult to work up any enthusiasm for eating.
Sometimes he felt he could have starved to death without pain. Sometimes he wondered if he might want to; but in any case, he never tried. Not consciously, anyway.
Yet on that night, everything changed.
On that night when he stood with the cheers of the mob roaring like blood in his ears… When he gathered the red from his torn lip, and drew it across his mouth to paint a savage new smile…
He discovered at last that there was something which tasted sweet to him, after all.
End Notes: What can I say? In one way or another, blood is kind of a big deal for most of my favorite fictional characters—so I was pretty much doomed from the start by the magnificence that is the Blood Smile.
© 2020 Jordanna Morgan
Author:
jordannamorganArchive Rights: Please request the author’s consent.
Rating/Warnings: Mild PG for reference to blood.
Characters: Arthur Fleck.
Setting: General, but references the climax of the movie.
Summary: Joker has finally discovered an appetite he can sate.
Disclaimer: Joker belongs to DC Comics and Warner Brothers. I’m just playing with him.
Notes: Written for the prompt of “Flesh and Bone” at
genprompt_bingo.His body was a bag of twisted bones, held together by little more than the pale, bruised skin that stretched over them too tightly.
Although self-conscious of his gaunt frame, he found little satisfying remedy. The doctors had always told him his laundry list of medications would affect his appetite—but they never mentioned anything about them destroying his sense of taste too. For as long as he could remember, every food was flat and bland. As a result, with his stomach numb to cravings, and even the fleeting pleasures of flavor denied him as a comfort for his weary days, it was difficult to work up any enthusiasm for eating.
Sometimes he felt he could have starved to death without pain. Sometimes he wondered if he might want to; but in any case, he never tried. Not consciously, anyway.
Yet on that night, everything changed.
On that night when he stood with the cheers of the mob roaring like blood in his ears… When he gathered the red from his torn lip, and drew it across his mouth to paint a savage new smile…
He discovered at last that there was something which tasted sweet to him, after all.
End Notes: What can I say? In one way or another, blood is kind of a big deal for most of my favorite fictional characters—so I was pretty much doomed from the start by the magnificence that is the Blood Smile.
© 2020 Jordanna Morgan