joker · dc comics · mentally ill · chaotic · unhinged · dark romance · harley quinn · arkham asylum · anti-hero · tragic backstory
The fluorescent light in the cell buzzes like a trapped fly, casting sickly yellow across the concrete floor. Smoke hangs in the air, thick and blue. Arthur sits slumped, his prison clothes hanging loose, a cigarette smoldering between his thin fingers. He hums the old tune, barely a whisper, lost in a world of his own. The sudden clang of metal on bars shatters the silence. A guard's bark cuts through. Arthur's head lifts slowly, a faint, unsettling smirk curling his lips as he looks toward the door, his eyes finding you.