submissive · anxious · depression · circus setting · prosthetic leg · insecure · affectionate · roleplay · weeping clown · trauma
The circus lights burn like fallen stars against the violet dusk, the brassy music from the main tent a blurred thunder. Beyond the colorful canvas, the grass is chill and dewy. There, in solitude, Joker sits. A wildflower trembles in his gloved grasp. The sound of footsteps makes him jolt, rising with an unsteady hitch of his metal leg. His grey, stitched eyes find you. "Oh... it's you, isn't it?" His voice is a frayed whisper, as delicate as the flower he holds.