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#Harleen Quinzel Imagine
moonlit-imagines · 1 year
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a/n: this is what im referencing!!
not requested
“Hel-looooo!” Harley emerged from her room in her “special” holiday attire. A red and green version of her signature outfit with a strange-looking headpiece to accompany it. “You like?”
“What…is it?” You asked, looking at the deer antlers with eight burning candles above her head.
“I call them menor-antlers!” She exclaimed and pointed excitedly atop her head. “‘Cause my mom’s Catholic and my dad’s Jewish! I had Hanukkah and Christmas!”
“Doesn’t that seem…sacrilegious?” You asked Harley, who just shrugged and did a little spin for the full effect of the outfit.
“It’s cool is what it is! Now come pray with me, will ya?”
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Scrunchie- Harley Quinn
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Pairing: Harley Quinn x Reader
Characters: Harley Quinn
Warnings: N/A
Request: N/A
Word Count: 429
Author: Aaron
The scattering of terrified footsteps sprinting in the opposite direction echoed throughout the forest as Harley launched a volley of grenades into the American speaking trees, you saw her moonlit silhouette fall to the floor in a slump as you jogged towards her to celebrate. Your good mooded victory trot quickly turned into a sprint as her groans of pain slipped from between her lips.
“Harley?” You fell to Harley’s side and lifted the bottom of her t-shirt to reveal a large bullet hole with thick blood oozing onto the dirt floor. “Don’t you worry, we’re going to get you out of here, alright?” Slowly she opened her eyes and lay with shallow breaths as you put as much of your body weight as you could over the wound
“Is it bad?” She asked faintly.
“It could be worse I guess, you’re still all in one piece, right?” She smiled softly and placed her hand lightly on top of yours. “You’ve come out of way worse than this Harley, just stick with me here. We have help on the way, first aid certified and everything. It’s no brain surgeon but it’s better than nothing I guess.” The blood began seeping from in between your fingers and Harley grew paler and paler, even more so than normal.
“Well shit, I don’t know about that y/n, this could be me done for. I always thought it would be something cool like fist fighting a polar bear or…” She stopped talking and took a few deep breaths as she fought to keep her eyes open.
“Harley for once can you stop talking shit and just save your breath? Do us all a favour and shut your cute mouth until we have some help here.” Harley smiled again as her neck rolled against the cold tree root it was rested upon.
“I’m sorry I don’t have some cool jewellery or some deep heartfelt momento to give you to remember me by.” She brought her blood covered hands up to her eyes. “They really did a number on me, huh?”
“I wont need anything to remember me by, alright? You’re going to be there harassing me and pissing me off just like every  other day.” She reached her trembling hand to the top of her head, and with all the effort she could muster plucked one of the two scrunchies that sat on top of her head.
“You always moaned that I forgot your birthday, so take this.” She tossed the scrunchie into your lap. “And don’t say I never get you anything, alright?”
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angelltheninth · 6 months
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I would like to request Harley Quinn, Selina Kyle and Diana prince and facesitting (them doing it to reader) if you write this it would literally make my wlw heart beat out of my chest 😫
Hopefully your heart is okay after this one Anon.
Pairing: Harley Quinn, Selina Kyle, Diana Prince x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, face sitting, cunnilingus, praise, dirty talk, clit stimulation, fingering, teasing, restraints
A/N: I rarely get to write for these characters so I hope I do them justice.
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Harley teases you a lot when you tell her you want her to ride your face. When you stick your tongue out she pulls back, your frustration building, tasting her but barely. Even if you were to pull her on top of you and make her hold still she'd find a way to wiggle, to deny you a while longer. She does want this just as much as you but she likes it when you put in the extra effort too, it makes her feel special when you moan against her pussy, almost as if addicted to her taste and the way moves on top of you.
"That's not all ya got sugar, I know ya can do better than that. I'm this close to ya and ya won't chase me? I'm very disappointed. And after all that work I put in to get you off minutes before. Hm, that's better, there we go, pull me down on top of you, give me that tongue. Yes, right there, ya know just how to work a girl up."
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Selina rides your face with a lot of enthusiasm. She's got hips that never give out, she could ride you all night if you're willing to spend the next day with your jaw aching. Background music is always a must with her, she moves her hips to it, hands down her body, her thighs, grabbing your hands, intertwining your fingers with hers to have something to hold on to. Yes her claws can leave marks but that's a small price to pay when you get to suck her clit until she comes all over your face.
"Give me your hands darling, I want to hold you while I ride you. I can feel your smile, is it such a surprise that I'm a romantic? I can be very good you know. With the right incentive. I can also return the favor if you do a good enough job. Why not make it a contest? See how many licks it gets me to make you squirt. Good girl, I love a challenge."
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Diana has to be very careful when she sits on your face because she can literally crush you with her thighs. You often tell her that it'd be nice to die that way but she doesn't think it's that funny. Because you always insist on pulling her down she's taken a habit of restraining you with her lasso. It also makes you a lot more honest, so she doesn't have to worry about you trying to overexert yourself. She's also the kind that will turn away from you and ride you while fingering you, she finds it much more enjoyable when she can feel you too.
"We talked about this before love, I can't fully sit down. Now, now, you don't have anything to complain about. Will another finger shut you up? Do you want to feel full? Love you when you're honest with me. Don't you slack off either, I want to feel your mouth on me, go as fast as you want, you know I can handle it."
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fandomnerd9602 · 7 months
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Harley finishes handcuffing herself to Y/N...
Y/N: when you said you wanted rings, I thought you meant something else
Harley: I couldn't afford one.
Y/N: i have a job, baby. Check my pocket
Harley fishes through Y/N's pocket and finds a small velvet box...
Harley: ohmygosh! Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!!!
Y/N: you've made me the happiest...now please get me out of these handcuffs.
Harley: not with I want to do next (winks)
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Need I say more
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pandorascripts · 1 year
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Scars
note: I literally had the strongest urge after seeing a drawing from Harleen (the comic books, go read it), and got a wave of inspiration.
warnings: talk of abuse, talk of Stockholm syndrome, self-consciousness, angst w a happish open ending, Harley being sad :(.
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Beyond Harley’s pale complexion and her natural beauty, there are scars. Metaphorical and psychical ones. Ones that she covers with makeup everyday, hiding them from herself and the world. It took awhile for Harley to finally stop covering them, years after her break up with the Joker. And even then it was only when she was home. 
It wasn’t until she opened herself up to friends, and most importantly her girlfriend, that she could handle thinking about them. Harley cant count how many scars run across her back, the few on her face are obnoxious and loud, covering what used the be the favorite parts of herself. There’s two crossing on her nose, one running down her cheek, another slotted just next to the corner of her right eye. 
Lord knows the amount of bullet scars she has on her sides or her arms, probably hundreds. The Joker wasn’t much for safety over sexy. It didn’t matter how many times she flatlined due to an injury, he never gave her anything bulletproof. He said it made her more fun; that the risk of breaking his toy made it more valuable. 
Harley can remember how battered and bruised she was when she finally escaped his clutches— not that she even wanted to. He had tossed her out and told her not to come back, his goons shoving her back on the pavement time after time when she tried to enter the warehouse again. After a day she finally dragged her feet across Gotham, not even sure where she was going. 
Thank God Pamela decided to sweep out her old base, because otherwise she wouldn’t have been able to save Harley. Harley probably would crawled back to him and gotten herself shot. Pamela thinks about that day a lot, the day she finally realized just how deep Harley’s Stockholm syndrome went. They even ended up fighting at one point, Harley saying he had cooled down now, that it was safe to go back. 
Pamela cried for hours after that, Harley should’ve always felt safe around him. Harley never did though, she said it was apart of the game, that she was meant to be kept on her toes. It took five years for Pamela to help Harley realize that, that’s not what a relationship is. Of course she can’t take all the credit, after two years of healing and processing Harley found a girlfriend. You.
You were sweet to her, an abrupt change of pace from the Joker. It took Harley awhile to get used to it. You remember that stage of your relationship the most. Harley was jumpy and afraid, she didn’t dare to look at another woman when she was with you, and at one point asked you straight-up if you wanted to her stop talking to Pamela and Selena. You were completely baffled and told her no, that it wasn’t required and that you loved the both of them. 
For the first time in ages, Harley wasn’t walking on egg-shells. She felt safe, and comfortable around a romantic partner. After three years free, Harley was okay when other women hit on her, she could give them a simple no, hold your hand up and smile. It wasn’t like she’d have to practically fuck you in front of someone to prove who she belonged to, or that you’d get jealous. You said that if you saw her sitting next to someone, you’d ask her out too. You told her you couldn’t blame human nature, and you certainly wouldn’t punish her for other people’s actions. 
That one made Harley’s head spin. She didn’t understand how you wouldn’tpunish her, it was weird. Harley felt like she had no consequences, that she could do whatever she wanted. Of course you told her that she can’t, that you would be heartbroken if she did take an offer from another person, but you wouldn’t hurt her for it. You told her that you don’t have any right over her, the only person who gets to dictate and chose what she does is herself. 
Harley still doesn’t like her scars, there are nights where she throws blankets over the mirrors so she doesn’t run the risk of looking at them. There are days where she thinks she’s ready to go outside, scars on full display, only to run back in the house sobbing. It’s been five years and Harley cant get past them, but she knows eventually she can. Especially when you hold her tight and kiss every scar she has, or when you trace them, tell her that her scars are proof of survival. That they only add to her strength and determination. 
And as Harley takes off a blanket from the mirror, tracing her scars across her chest and shoulders, she understands. She understands that in time, her scars will fuel her success, that her scars will be fully closed and she will cease to care about them. 
Harley smiles at thought.
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witchthewriter · 2 years
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🃏 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞 🃏
⇢ gender-neutral reader, post birds of prey, requests are open
SFW 🌷
♥ It’s a wild ride being in a relationship with Harley Quinn... and whether you’re ‘normal’ or - not, then you would still have to be able to let loose
♥ She loves giving you presents; they’re usually stolen
♥ You’d probably be an anti-hero in the DC universe, maybe chaotic good/neutral
♥ Slow dancing in your apartment, foreheads touching while your hands clutch each other
♥ You’re one of the only people that can calm her down when she gets worked up
♥ You come up with a special language (sounds like gibberish) so that you can talk to each other without anyone else understanding
♥ Spontaneity is a big part of your relationship
♥ The flirting is very hot and very common - those around you feeling super uncomfortable I’m not going to lie ...
♥ She opened up to you about her past, especially how she was treated by Joker, this was about 2 months into your relationship
♥ You guys love annoying Batman - he’s so stoic that it makes you guys feel bad for him in a way (I can so imagine you & Harley wearing matching ‘I <3 Bat Boy’ shirts
♥ You guys do Taco Tuesday, and there are many times where you guys are apart (because you’re doing crime) and when she’s held up, Harley will scream “I’LL BE LATE FOR TACO TUESDAY, CAN’T LET MY HONEY DOWN!”
♥ On that note - pet names are so sickeningly sweet and she means every word. They include - sweet stuff, sweetie pie, sweetheart, pookie bear, sweet-ums, honey, sugar, my baby - like the list just goes on
♥ You usually call her my love and it makes her BLUSH
♥ You guys have a song,   Wayne Newton's cover of ‘Danke Schoen’
��� Because your favourite movie to watch together is Ferris Bueller’s Day Off ... <3
NSFW 🌷 18+ puh-LEASE
♥ HANDSY, likes to be touching you A LOT. She does feel insecure about you leaving her, so she can become a bit obsessive but you kinda enjoy it. You do tell her that you aren’t going anywhere
♥ You guys have matching tattoos that Harley did herself ; and later on you wear vials of each other’s blood
♥ Harley likes to be tied up; very much into BDSM
♥ She’s a switch, but usually likes to be dominated
♥ She loves acting like a brat, especially to get your attention
♥ Harley loves marking you, either by leaving bite marks or hickies
♥ Harley is basically up for anything and loves to feel the excitement of nearly getting caught, or even getting caught
♥ After getting home from the action, her blood is red hot and she’s ready to absolutely ravage you. I mean stripping your clothes off and pushing you onto any surface she can find
♥ Yes you guys have made a sex tape
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apocalypse-shuffle · 9 months
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“Rollin’” w/ HARLEY•Q
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SFW, slice of life, fluff, absolutely no plot
Inspired by - Harley Quinn Vol. 1: Hot in the City (nu52)
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Harley watched as you stood up on her skates, or attempted to, your knees buckling together and your arms waving in the air in an attempt to keep balance.
You were clearly inexperienced considering you'd never skated before - and you had tried to tell Harley this but she’d just waved you off. Saying that everyone knew how to skate, it was just that not everyone got the opportunity.
You'd called bullshit on her point the second it'd left her mouth and begged her to not put you in her damned skates, but of course, it's Harley.
So she held you down and slid those torture devices on wheels onto your feet and then left you to fend for yourself with nothing but a pat on the back, a cheerful: "Go get em' tiger!", and a seemingly excited bark from you guy's new dog friend.
You tried to sit up and failed about eight times till you were very positively ready to quit when, finally on your last "might as well" you stood, now to only move.
That was the problem.
Oh, and to not fall, that was definitely important too.
And once again - with help from Harley's cheers - you moved your legs, lost your footing, and screamed.
Harley proceeded to then laugh her ass off as your body lurched forward and the ground approached quickly.
You mentally braced yourself for impact and closed your eyes, but the thud and pain of your body hitting the ground didn't come.
"Jeez, Y/n, you'd think that all that gym in school woulda thought ya somethin’ bout balancin’."
You cracked an eye open and sighed when you realized Harley had caught you before your clumsiness could end you.
"Ha,” you deadpanned.
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NOTES: Hope you enjoyed!!
God, I wrote this ages ago in 2019, but I’m dipping into the reservoir at this point.
btw: there is basically nothing here but you can write a lil comment if you want to.
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tsuvvy · 3 months
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Harley Quinn
Back to Gotham
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Oneshots
"I thought you wanted a nemesis.."
Harley Quinn (from her series show) meets Batgirl (y/n), who tries to be her nemesis much like Damian did
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poisonousquinzel · 6 days
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Behind the Scenes With Harley Quinn (Dc Secrets Revealed!)
I'll add this little book completely to my collection one day but for rn
jfc I hate him 😭
"Harley loves to leave handwritten notes for The Joker all around his lair. While he almost always throws them away, a few have escaped his waste bin."
Harley baby I'm so sorry that an ugly ass loser like Joker would throw away your sweet little notes!
how truly disgraceful of him
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summersofsalt · 8 months
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a soft place to land (b&w version here)
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Sweater- Harley Quinn
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Pairing: Harley Quinn x Reader
Characters: Harley Quinn
Warnings: N/A
Request: Anon- Hey if your not busy, could i request #33 “Why are you wearing my sweater?” “Because it smells like you.”with harley? Shes fucking adorable and fr doesnt get enough love. Thank you!
Word Count: 426
Author: Charlotte
With Harley’s apartment left as little more than just charred remains, you had decided to let her stay with you for a little bit. The two of you had been dating for a while and although you liked having your own space, maybe it was time to move in together or at least this would be your taster session of sharing a home, even if she was just your guest. You knew that she was struggling with losing her apartment, so you had given her access to your DVD collection and bought her all of her favourite snacks to keep her occupied whilst you went out to run errands.
You weren’t out for long but when you returned you were pretty sure your apartment was almost in the same state as hers. The whole of your sofa was covered in wrappers of the food she’d eaten and crumbs of their remains along with a pile of snotty tissues- whether that was from a sad film or general sadness was unknown to you. The one thing you didn’t expect though was your girlfriend wearing one of your favourite sweaters, although it was a different colour due to the chip dust fingerprints and crumbs covering it.
“Why are you wearing my sweater?” You asked, gaining her attention.
She jutted out her lower lip and gave you the large puppy dog eyes that you were used to getting whenever she wanted something.
“Because it smells like you,” she said, putting on a slightly pathetic voice.
“I highly doubt that now,” you chuckled. “With all the Cheeto dust on them, I think it probably smells like those now.”
She squeezed her eyes shut, letting the tears well in them. You were sure they weren’t far from falling anyway from her normal emotional state, but she was definitely putting it on a little.
“Don’t be mean to me,” she pouted. “I’ve had a tough time.”
You gave her a gentle smile, resting a hand upon her shoulder to give it a squeeze.
“I’m sorry,” you said.
You sat down beside her, not moving any of the tissues or packages, knowing it will be a worry for later when they were stuck to your trousers. You wrapped your arms around her letting her rest her messy blond hair on your shoulder.
“Shall I get you the hidden snacks to make up for it?”
She instantly perked up.
“You’ve hidden snacks from me?” She exclaimed, offended.
You rolled your eyes. “You’re going to eat me out of house and home at this rate.”
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virtualexpertanchor · 3 months
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Vril, dear, your ABSOLUTELY not helping with my obsession here by saying those things to her 😤😖😳
And what it is about Coluan parental relationships being more complicated more than just disappointing parents, Vril? Aside from yourself and your own relationships with your relatives of course, would you care to elaborate more on that? Me and your fans would like to know 👀
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fandomnerd9602 · 5 months
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Hi can you do a male reader Red Robin x Pregnant Harley Quinn(Margot Robbie)
Harley rubs her pregnant belly…
Y/N: you’re gonna be an amazing mother
Harley: you’re gonna be a great daddy. I mean I know you are (winks)
Y/N: Harley (laughs)
Harley: I wanna name her Barbie. Cause she’s my doll.
Y/N: and if it’s a boy?
Harley: Just Ken.
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Mind the gap (between his ears)
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