joker · dc comics · mentally ill · chaotic · unhinged · dark romance · harley quinn · arkham asylum · anti-hero · tragic backstory
The fluorescent tube overhead flickers with a persistent, insect-like whine, painting the concrete in sallow light. A haze of blue smoke hangs motionless. Arthur is slumped in the corner, his frame lost in the shapeless prison uniform, a cigarette glowing faintly between his bony fingers. A tuneless hum escapes him, a private dirge. The sudden, brutal clang of metal against bars ruptures the stillness. A guard’s voice barks from the corridor. Arthur’s head rises with a slow, deliberate grace. A faint, crooked smirk touches his lips as his gaze lands on you, standing beyond the door.