#harley quinn x y/n

[witchthewriter]

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐈𝐯𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ female, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!  

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𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿

⭑ A lot of dance parties with Harley, and you have to pull Ivy into joining 

⭑ Harley really likes ABBA, and you three often watch the Mamma Mia movies

⭑ You all live together, with all separate rooms (so a person can escape whenever they wanted to)

⭑ The place is full of plants, just absolutely hundreds of them; dangling from the ceiling, on window sills, in the bathroom, etc.

⭑ You have a collection of books and Harley will bring you back at least 3 whenever she goes out 

⭑ Ivy is actually super ticklish and whenever she’s upset at what Harley’s done, Harley will chase her around the apartment, trying to get Ivy to forgive her 

⭑ Ivy is always chastising Harley for deliberately getting the lyrics wrong in a song. She does it just to piss her off

⭑ Harley initially thought you and Ivy talking to the plants was stupid, but whenever she thinks she’s alone, you can hear her having full blown conversations with (to) them

⭑ Harley gets upset if she falls asleep on the couch and you guys go to bed. So now you have to carry her to bed. She usually sleeps in the middle while you guys cuddle up next to her

⭑ Ivy beomes really out-going/funny when she’s had a few drinks. And it’s a common occurance for her to break out on song. But she’ll deny it in the morning. 

⭑ Um you guys definitely keep news paper articles about your shenanigans ... okay maybe they shouldn’t be called shenanigans, more like crimes ... 

⭑ Your periods are definitely synched up, but Ivy has plants that can alleviate the cramps. And in the bathroom, there’s an array of pads, tampons, diva cups, re-usable pads etc., (obviously you know who owns which when it comes to reusable ones) 

⭑ Whenever you’re making a promise you and Harley do the pinky thing, but if they’re even bigger promises - or even bets, then you do a spit shake.

⭑ Ivy thinks it’s absolutely disgusting, but she gets so used to it that she joins in too

⭑ Being each other’s best friends 

⭑ Having Selina over for dinner 

⭑ And you guys probably have super obscure pets - like yes, Harley would most definitely have her hyena named Bruce, and Ivy made a living Venus Fly Trap, like one that seems almost sentient and you just want a goddamn dog, or even a cat. But they refuse, and you point out their pets -

⭑ So then they agree

⭑ But you can’t decide what to get 

⭑ And maybe one time when Selina is over for dinner, she says that she found a stray that doesn’t like being around too many other cats, so you say you’ll take him

⭑ But then you realise a few months later that the reason why the cat didn’t like being around other cats was because it wasn’t a he, but a she THAT IS NOW PREGNANT 

⭑ “Awww we’re gonna be grandparents!” Harley cooed when you guys figured it out 

⭑ “Well we can’t have all of them, and Selina already has an apartment full.” Ivy stated, but you wanted to keep all of them so desperately. 

⭑ Your cat still hasn’t given birth yet, but she’s so big that all she can do is lay down all-day. You can find her on your bed, snoozing in the sunlight. 

⭑ And she actually really likes Bruce (the hyena)

⭑ Harley particularly likes to sit on your lap, and Ivy likes to rest her head on your shoulder 

⭑ You usually make dinner 

⭑ Ivy cleans up 

⭑ Harley will go and get the groceries

⭑ Sometimes you do all sleep in the same bed, but the majority of each of your belongings are in your separate rooms

⭑ Harley will leave lipstick marks on your cheek

⭑ And you’ll find red/orange hair in the bathroom, but you can’t deny that you love these women. 

⭑ Theme Song: 

‘Lay All Your Love On Me’ by Pale Honey

⭑ Relationship Tropes: 

  ✧ Touch Either Of My Girlfriends And You Die x3

  ✧ Dumbass (Harley) x Dumbass In Training (You) x Oh God I Guess They’re My Dumbasses (Ivy)

  ✧ Moon (Ivy) x Eclipse (Harley) x Sun (You)

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[ghostofskywalker]

Eye on the Prize

Harley Quinn/Reader

Fictober Day 24 of 31 

Words: 2,059

Summary: No matter what you were trying to do, it seemed that Harley Quinn was always interrupting. And the worst part? that you couldn't even bring yourself to truly dislike her over it.

Harley Quinn Masterlist

Your rifle was trained in the direction of your target, and you were just waiting for him to step three feet to the left, where you would have the perfect shot. You held your breath as you watched him finish a conversation with another government official, hoping that you wouldn’t have to wait here forever. You would have taken the shot right there, but there was a tree in the way and this was already a pretty public street, so you knew that you were only going to get one shot at this, and it had to be perfect.

Gotham was an ugly city, and its inhabitants were included in that description. Corruption was the only constant, and madness had more control over the population than any police force ever could. For you though, it was the perfect place to set up business, because there was always someone looking for a mercenary. The person who had hired you had hands no cleaner of blood than the man you had your gun pointed at, but you never passed any judgement on your clients, because you weren’t exactly the pillar of upstanding citizenship either.

The man was finally standing in the exact spot you needed him to be, and your finger was hovering over the trigger of the gun, an intense stare on your face. It seemed that this job would be going off without a hitch, and you would soon be paid a handsome fee for the assassination of one of the city’s councilmen, until you heard another voice beside you. “Hiya Pumpkin! Fancy seein’ you here!”

Thankfully you hadn’t already taken the shot, because if you missed you would likely never get the chance to kill this man again. But either way, you were clearly not happy about being interrupted, especially as you recognized the voice in the room with you. “What the fuck do you want Quinn?” you grumbled, trying to steady your hand enough again to take the shot while your target was still engrossed in his conversation. “And what are you doing here?”

“I’m on a job, same as you,” she said, and even though you weren’t looking at her, you knew she had an indignant look on her face.

Right as you were about to pull the trigger, the target walked away, and the cars on the street now obstructed your view. You scoffed as the man got into the back of an armored van, because now you really had no chance of getting him. “You didn’t answer my question,” you said, pulling your rifle from the open window and turning to face her. “What are you doing here and why are you messing with my work?”

“Hey, I was on a job too, thank you very much,” she said, dropping a bag on the ground. It made an audible clanking sound when it hit the floor, and you just raised your eyebrows at her. “What? It’s not my stuff!” was her bubbly response.

“If you’re looking for Harvey Salem’s head, it’s being taken care of,” you said, a slightly defensive edge to your voice. You didn’t normally have to compete with other criminals for jobs, as there was usually an understanding between members of the underworld, but you could never assume anything when it came to Harley Quinn.

“Who, that sleazy councilman out there before? I’m not here for him, don’t worry your pretty head over it.”

“Then why did you decide to be here right now?”

“I needed a window!”

“It’s not like there aren’t others in Gotham.”

“I needed a place to spy from, and this window has the best view,” she said matter-of-factly. “You don’t have a claim on all the good real estate you know.”

You sighed. It was no use arguing with her and there was no use staying here now that your target had left already anyway. “Well next time don’t interrupt me when I’m working, or I’ll shoot you next.”

She laughed, much louder than was probably sensible, given the open window and the illegality of the work you two did. If someone figured out that this abandoned building was being used by people like you, there was a chance it would be boarded up immediately, which would make jobs like this a lot harder to carry out. “You couldn’t even if you wanted to, but I appreciate the optimism. Next you’ll say you wanna take me out on a date.”

You snorted as you started to walk out of the room. “Don’t hold your breath with that one.”

She said something in response, but you couldn’t make it out. The summer air was sticky as you stepped out of the building, and when you turned back to look up at the windows, Harley Quinn was completely hidden from view.

***

Thankfully, you had another chance to kill your target, though it was much more high stakes than if you had been able to shoot him from the window of that abandoned building. It was a fundraiser gala for the local government, and the entire city council would be in attendance. You were able to secure an invitation under a fake name, but it didn’t seem like security was the biggest concern of the evening, because you saw several public criminals as you flitted around the ball room, many of them too high profile to have gotten in under any name but their own.

You had a needle in the pocket of your jacket, filled with an extremely potent poison, perfectly engineered so it wouldn’t take effect until you had enough time to get away and establish a clear alibi, and you could slip back into the night just as the police started to secure the building. Or at least, that was the plan.

And everything was going smoothly until you turned your head just in time to watch her down two flutes of champagne in barely five seconds. Why was it that every time you tried to do your job, Harley Quinn was always there too? And even worse, she noticed you, immediately waving at you and making her way over to where you were standing. “I didn’t know you were here!” she said, grabbing another flute of champagne off a passing waiter and drinking it just as fast as she drank the others. “Good champagne, right?”

“Technically, I’m not here,” you said quietly. “And I’m working, so I’m not drinking tonight.”

“Oh you’re no fun,” she pouted. “Still chasing that council guy, right?”

You nodded and opened your mouth to answer, but right as you did you saw your target walk past where the two of you were standing. He didn’t see you and you were pretty positive that he had no idea who you were, but given the company you were keeping right now, you had to adjust the way you acted if you wanted this to succeed. “And I really should be getting back to work,” you said (once the coast was clear).

You walked out towards the hallway of the venue, but Harley followed you. “Come on, stay a while! I don’t know anyone else here.”

“What part of ‘I’m working’ do you not understand?”

She was about to respond, but you heard footsteps coming down the hallway and held your hand over her mouth to stop her from speaking. This was the hallway to the back entrance of the venue and the caterers were already all inside, so anyone coming to the gala now likely had less than honorable intentions. Thinking quickly (just in case things went wrong), you opened the door to the closest supply closet and pulled Harley in with you. It was a tight fit, completely pitch black (other than a few beams of light from vents in the door), and the two of you were right on top of each other.

There were voices out in the hall, gruff and unpleasant, and you had a gut feeling that these men were not just here to deliver more hos d'oeuvres. The best way to get out of this was to leave the gala altogether, but you didn’t want to be seen leaving from the supply closet, because that would only raise suspicion and make them think you had something to do with anything that went wrong. Unless it was the assassination of the councilman that you came here specifically to do, you had no involvement in any other schemes that may be ongoing, and while you tried to avoid getting locked up at all times, you absolutely refused to go to jail for things you didn’t do.

But it seemed that you wouldn’t be that lucky, because the handle on the closet door started to turn. You had just accepted your fate (because what other options did you have at this point), but Harley hadn’t yet resigned to be caught. And being Harley, her methods weren’t exactly what you might have resorted to.

She leaned in and kissed you. Hard. Like full make out session passionate, and her hands pulled you closer to her. You went along with it, because you knew exactly why she was doing this, but it didn’t last too long, because soon the closet door opened, and the small space was bathed in light. It was Harley that reacted, and she looked annoyed as she turned towards whoever had just interrupted you. “Can’t you see that we’re fucking busy right now?

She sounded annoyed, and she was in no way a quiet person, so the man who had just opened the closet’s door realized that if he wanted to get done whatever he came to this gala to do without being noticed, he would need to leave you alone. The door closed again and you heard someone say something about cheating spouses, but you were honestly just relieved that you hadn’t had to pull out your gun. Immediately you decided that you needed to get out of here, and the fact that you probably weren’t going to get to kill your target today wasn’t even that disappointing. As much as you didn’t want to admit it, you liked kissing Harley. “Thank you,” you said to her once the two of you had gotten out of the closet and left the gala altogether.

“Oh no problem!” she said brightly. “I’m sorry you didn’t get to kill your councilman though.”

You shook your head. “It’s okay, this time I don’t think it was your fault.”

“Yeah I don’t know who those guys were!” You laughed in response, and then suddenly the two of you were leaning in again. You made no effort to pull away, so your lips met for the second time tonight in the dim glow of the street light outside your car. Her lips were soft, and you enjoyed this kiss even more than the one when you were trapped inside the supply closet. When you broke apart, Harley stayed so that her face was still close to yours. “I’ll go kill that councilman right now for you if you want.”

You didn’t pull back, but raised your eyebrows at her proposition. “Oh yeah? And what’s in it for you?”

“I get to kiss you again.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

You almost believed her, but you also weren’t born yesterday. “So you want none of the money?”

“Oh don’t get it twisted pumpkin,” she laughed, leaning in to kiss you on the cheek. “When we go on dates, you’re paying.”

You playfully rolled your eyes. “How about this: you let me do my job, and then after I cash in my kill, I’ll take you out to dinner?”

“You’re no fun, you know that?”

“I just think we’ve had enough excitement for one night, is that a crime?” She sighed at your words, but you knew it was all for show, so you leaned in and kissed her again. “Come on, we really should get out of here before we get framed for something.”

As much as she still tried to act annoyed, a smile still came peeking through. “Can we get something to eat though? I’m starving and all they had was shitty fancy food.”

“Absolutely,” you said as the two of you got into your car and pulled away. “How about a cheeseburger?”

“Sugar, if you weren’t driving right now I’d kiss you again.”

- the end -

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[laalaaliaa]

Okay so I got a little bit excited when I read your navigation so here I go with the request!

Can I get a DC request with Harley Quinn and her sidekick friends to lovers type of thing??? Like the reader used to study under Harleen Quinnzel to become a psychiatrist so the two of them were already pretty close and the reader really admires Harleen and wants to be just like her. But then the reader gets a front-row seat to the Joker turning the reader's idol into Harley Quinn and so because of how loyal and protective the reader is over Harley, the reader joins the clowns only for Harley's sake and becomes her sidekick that would only listen to Harley alone. The reader doesn't like being a villain and frequently tries to make Harley go back to her old self or suggest they become good guys instead and leave Joker forever so he wouldn't hurt her anymore. From that point on the two can have a falling out because of their different views, which results in the reader getting the boot out of the clown family. In the meantime, the reader tries to redeem themselves for the crimes they have committed and tries to become a hero. A long while passes until Harley finally realizes how much of a monster Joker was to her and runs away, having nowhere to go. But then the reader finds her, dressed as a hero, and approaches her removing their mask and revealing themselves to Harley. The two make up and start living together in the reader's apartment with Harley deciding to try out being a hero as well. During all of that Harley realizes that the reader has always been good to her and is her one true love, they both confess and become the most chaotic crime-fighting couple!

The reader can be whatever gender you want, though I prefer if they would either be gender-neutral or female. Also, if this whole thing was too cringe for you, feel free to delete it, I know I could've worded that all better but couldn't. Write it in whatever format you want, however you write it or do it, I will be happy with the finished product anyway! Feel free to tweak the idea or add some things in it if you want as well. Just have fun with it! Thank you if you decide to do this and good luck! ^^

Thanks for the request, I’m sorry if it took awhile, but I loved the whole plot, sorta reminded me of ‘Harley Quinn’ on HBO Max. I also decided to make this a two part story just because i love the plot a little too much~ Enjoy.

Harley Quinn X Eventual!Vigilante!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Violence

Proofread? No

Limelight pt. 1

Harleen Quinzel was the only person you seemed to mesh with. It all started when you first met her, her sarcasm seemed to match your own, thus came a new beginning for the both of you.

You worked under her wing, you were like a sidekick (if psychiatrists had side kicks of course). Everyday seemed to be a new learning experience, for you at least. She taught you everything you needed to know, and you—well you were just you.

Your arms were stacked with papers, your arms nearly folding under the weight as you carried on towards Harleen’s office.

She was sat in mere darkness, the only light that seemed to illuminate her office being the tiny desk lamp you bought her. With a huff you dropped the papers on her desk, breaking her concentration with the files she scanned through.

“That was totally necessary, and very generous.”

“You’re welcome, Dr. Quinzel.”

Her harsh stare towards you seem to break, a smile breaking across her face as she lifted her black framed glasses off, blinking like a robot before she spoke.

“Are these all for me?”

“Yes, a sweet gift from the warden.”

Harleen made a ‘tsk’ noise with her mouth, leaning back in her chair as she tossed her glasses on her desk. You decided to be the helpful person you were, shuffling papers around as you arranged them neatly. Your eyes seemed to buldge out the sockets as you picked up a paper, an infamous grin staring back at you.

“We finally got him?” Harleen looked up at you, snatching the paper out of your hand as she laughed humorously, dropping it onto her files. “Well if you consider Batman dropping him off at our doorstep last night ‘capturing’ him, then yes.”

Harleen seemed to notice the worried glint in your eyes, making her smile reassuringly at you as she stood from her spot, taking your hands in hers comfortingly. “This,” She started, gesturing around her office. “Will be you one day. You can’t let the bad guys intimidate you.”

You seemed conflicted, a child-like frown on your face as you crossed your arms. “I know that Harleen, but this is the freaking Joker we’re talking about.” She seemed amused, trying her best to stop her forming smile as she joked. “Yes, it is the Joker, but he’s just as crazy as the rest, maybe even crazier.”

You became silent, causing her to become silent for a moment. You shifted in your spot anxiously before she grabbed her office keys from her desk, as well as a few other items. “Wanna go for a little walk?” You contemplated, even though you knew she’d kick your ass out and drag you, so you mumbled a lame ‘sure’.

As you made your way through the Asylum, Harleen gave you a quick assessment of each notorious bad guy. To say you weren’t too keen about being in a room—alone might one add—with these bad guys would be an understatement.

“The riddler isn’t too bad.” Harleen spoke, breaking your stare from each of the cells that contained inmates. “He’s like the rest of us, just with a whole lot more problems, and annoying riddles.” You opened your mouth to speak, only to silence yourself as you came across the one person you weren’t delighted to see.

“Harleen, you said a walk, not an evaluation.” You whisper shouted, lingering behind her as she motioned for the guards to open the gates leading towards the Joker’s cell. He was sat on his bed, back towards the both of you as he fiddled with his straitjacket.

“Relax, you can stay out here, and I’ll be going in there.” You placed a protective hand on her shoulder as she began to walk towards his cell, stopping her in place as she glanced back at you.

“What if—what if he hurts you.” You mumbled lowly, physically tensing as the Joker turned around to look at the both of you, a careless grin on his face. “He won’t, I promise. Do I ever break promises?” You only shook your head, making her nod as she turned her back to you once again.

You watched silently as she conversed with the guards standing in front of his cell. Within a few seconds they opened his cell and let her in, shutting it behind her and leaving her all alone.

“A pretty nurse? All just for me, they’re too kind.” He joked, not even a trace of a smile on Harleen’s face as she pulled a chair up across from him.

“Joker, how are you feeling?” She spoke firmly, pressing the recorder on her tape recorder as she stowed it in her lab coat. He eyed her pocket, as if he could see the tape recorder, before he smiled widely.

“Well let’s see, I’m locked in a straitjacket, stowed away from rest, and I haven’t seen the sun all day today, I’m feeling perfect doc.” Harleen silently jotted a few things down, quickly glancing up at the Joker.

“Do you feel angry?” She questioned, his smile still etched on his face as he leaned forward, his teeth shinning at her mockingly. “Angry? I could never, besides I’ll be out of here in no time.”

“What makes you so sure?” The Joker seemed amused by her pressing tone, a cackle falling from his lips as he tried his best to move in his straitjacket. Harleen quickly stole a glance in your direction, catching sight of you, who seemed busy biting away at you nail as you were already staring back at her worriedly. She smiled at you.

“Oh my, a possible lover doc?” She turned back to the Joker who held a mocking smile. She only cleared her throat, ignoring his statement as she spoke.

“Can you answer my question Joker?” He pouted, booing loudly as he leaned against the glass box keeping him locked away. Harleen only stared at him, her stare never once holding fear, making him smile.

“Wanna know why I’m so sure,” He started, gazing back at a curious Harleen. “I’m so sure because one way or another, I’ll get help from the inside, or the outside.”

Harleen wrote silently on her paper, her glasses slipping slightly, causing her to push them up. “What makes you think anyone, in here at least, will help you?” The Joker seemed deep in thought, silence surrounding the two before he laughed.

His crazed laughter went on for minutes, before he leaned towards her, whispering softly, “Between me and you—Harleen, I’ll take my chances with you.” She seemed un-phased, quietly clicking her pen shut before she stood.

“I’ll be back in a few days to see you.” She was swift to stand ignoring his ear scratching laughter before making her way towards the cell entrance and exiting.

She smiled at your worry, silent as you continued to ask questions, even hugging her as you told her how unsafe it was to be alone with him of all people.

Weeks had passed since the Joker had been brought in. Your worries had been off the charts, especially for Harleen. She had seemed to grow a somewhat interest in him.

You believed it to be her caring side, watching from the sidelines as every other day, turned into every single day. With a troubled headset, you stepped into her office, greeting her weakly as she continued to work on her ‘Joker Analysis’ paper.

“Why are you always with the Joker?” You asked naively, watching the way her head snapped up as she looked at you with hooded eyes. “What do you mean?” She played innocent, in hopes you’d back off.

“It’s just, you’ve visited the Joker nearly everyday for the past week now.” Harleen seemed calm, quickly and silently stowing his file away as she stood. She paced for a bit, silence growing between the two of you before she spoke.

“I’m just curious about him, aren’t you? It’s not everyday you get the chance to figure out why the ‘clown prince’ is the way he is.” Your eyes were squinted as you stared at her curiously. You said nothing, only reaching for the files you left on her desk. Harleen seemed stumped, her mood now ruined due to your silence.

“Y/N, why don’t you just trust me?” You quickly turned back to her with a frown, your files clenched between your hand as you retaliated, “It’s not you I don’t trust Harley.” She shook her head, settling back down into her seat as she scoffed, an offended expression on her face as she spoke.

“I’m still Harleen, not Harley, not whatever he claims me as, just trust me Y/N.” You felt a part of you still, watching a defeated expression form on her face before you sighed, settling down across from her. You were being a terrible friend at the moment.

It wasn’t that you didn’t trust her, it was him you didn’t trust. He was a psycho, an infamous clown known for his heinous crimes. “Harleen, just—just promise me you won’t do anything you’ll regret.”

She smiled, a light laugh falling from her lips as she held her pinky finger out. You cracked a smile, wrapping your pinky finger around hers. “I promise.” With all your troubles swept under the rug, you spent the rest of the night working alongside her, up until you fell asleep.

Your head snapped up, papers falling towards the floor as a siren rung loudly throughout the asylum. The office was empty, no sign of Harleen as you stood, your vision slightly disoriented from sleep as you stumbled out her office.

You flinched harshly, gun shots ringing out as you made steps backwards, the sight of armed goons coming closer. You stumbled over your feet too many times to count. Stupid heels. With determined effort, you tried your best to find Harleen amidst the chaos.

Unknowingly, and quite stupidly might one add, you ran straight into the chaos. Multiple eyes locked on you, a pair you feared causing you to tense up. “What a surprise, just for good ole’ me?” Joker spoke with a cackle. You silently stood your ground, the tiniest of fear in your eyes as you glanced at his armed goons.

“Where’s Harleen?” The Joker acted confused at you statement, rubbing his gun alongside his head as he spoke, “Harleen? I don’t—oh you mean my good dear Harley.” He only laughed louder, motioning his goons to grab you and bring you closer.

You quickly tore away from his goons, only to land in Jokers arms as he pouted playfully at you. You squirmed fearfully, your voice still strong as you spoke, “Where is she?” He only laughed at you question, pointing towards a figure that was being hauled away unwillingly. Your stomach dropped, and in an instant you tried to chase after Harleen.

You were stopped by his goons who stepped in your path, looming over you with dirty grins as they pushed you backwards, right into the Joker. “Not so fast, I think you deserve front row seats my dear.” Your face was laced with confusion, a scream nearly falling from your lips as his thugs hauled you along.

Who knew sitting in a helicopter across from the Joker could be so awkward. Silence loomed over the helicopter, with the Joker telling unfunny jokes, and his stupid thugs laughing along. Where is Harleen? Seemed to be running in your mind on replay. Had he hurt her? Or worst of all, kill her?

You shivered in fear, glancing out the helicopter with a confused expression as you landed atop the ‘Gotham Chemical Plant’ building. You felt your heart jump out your chest at the sight of Harleen awaiting your arrival. Her clothes were torn and tattered, her makeup smudged and her hair a mess.

You were quick to exit the helicopter first, hugging Harleen in relief as you tried your best to inhale her natural scent. You both pulled away, her with a smile, and you with a worried expression. “Are you okay?”

She only nodded, gazing back at the looming figure behind you, causing you to turn and flinch at a grinning Joker. You opened your mouth to retaliate, only for you to choke on oxygen at the sight of Harleen kissing the Joker. You were stunned, absolutely stunned.

Your heart hurt, was it out of betrayal? Had she been planning this all along? You broke out of your mental dilemma just as they pulled away from one another. “Y/N, I know you’re probably confused, but—I love him.” You only frowned, disappointment for your close friend obvious.

The Joker only ignored you, dragging her along towards the chemical plant. You bit your lip, debating if you should follow or leave, and in the end you followed. Did your heart nearly fall out your chest as you followed them all the way to the top? Yes, it did.

Once at the top, you quickly looked down at the large chemical container, prompting you to back up immediately. Harleen was to busy ogling the Joker who seemed to be telling asking her a multitude of questions. Would he hurt her? You knew he was a violent criminal, but Harleen’s happiness seemed to be the only thing that mattered to you.

“Y/N my good friend, do you know why we’re here?”

You shook your head.

He grinned.

“My dear love Harley—Harleen.” You cut him off, a stare off between the two of you as he gripped Harleen gently. He laughed in defeat, tilting his head down as he nodded. “You’re right, my dear Harleen is here because I think it’s time for my love to be reborn.”

Your brows furrowed at his statement. As if a light switch flipped in your head, you were a second too late. As you reached for Harleen, he pushed her over the edge. Her arms were spread, as if embracing her demise as she fell into the chemical bath. You looked down, tears in your eyes before you turned to the Joker, pointing angrily at him.

“Save her, or I’ll kill you myself.” He laughed at your statement, his hand quick to grip your hair, making you help as he spoke. “You couldn’t even kill me if you tried.” You felt your heart crumble to pieces as you sunk to the floor, silent tears streaming down your cheeks.

She was gone.

Harleen Quinzel was gone.

#harley quinn x y/n #dc comics #harley quinn x reader #dc imagine #dc harley quinn

[insomniac-astronomer]

Harley Quinn x Reader: Girls Wanna Have Fun

Someone explain why Birds of Prey is my comfort movie rn?

Description: Reader is at a Halloween party and is miserable. The city's crazy lady criminal takes an interest in her.

Gender: neutral. Slight lean toward fem but doesn't have to be.

WARNINGS: drunk!Harley, gun, drinking, idk like strongly BOP themed

You sit in a corner of this ridiculously crowded bar your friends dragged you to for a halloween party.

Your costume is a Flash t-shirt that you cut short to make it "sexy," as your friends asked you to do. So now you're uncomfortably holding your arms around your ridiculously overexposed stomach, crammed into the only free corner you found.

Everyone else had abandoned you to go hit on some guys. You decided to play it easy this evening, you're already a nervous wreck and talking to new people would probably make you combust.

"What're you doing in the cerner?" A very drunk voice interrupts your thoughts. "Cernor. Cornor. Corner. Yeah, that's the one."

You look up to see none other than Harley Quinn, a criminal. Oh this is just great. Still, despite the fact that she is a murderer (which is such a bad mindset to have), she doesn't kill innocent people. So you find her pretty.

She trips trying to sit in front of you on the floor. "Corner?"

"Oh, um," you look around to see if there's a way out of this. Physically, there is not. "I'm just chilling."

"Chillin'?" She laughs. "Why aren't you partying?"

You shrug.

"M'kay." She grabs your arm and without a warning, harshly pulls you to your feet. "I'm gonna dance with you."

It is a stumble to the dance floor where her grip on your arm never releases. She accidentally flings you into an embarrassing number of people.

If only you'd picked a different corner.

Suddenly, Harley whips you around, throwing her arms over your shoulders, literally falling into you. She violently starts swaying—more like launching herself—and you awkwardly try to figure out what to do with your hands.

Harley pulls you into a tight hug-ish thing, bringing your arms over her shoulders now. "You're rlly- rrrlley- rreaally pretty."

"Thanks," you can feel a blush heating up your cheeks.

"You like girls or just guys?"

For a moment, you have to process what she just asked. ". . . either, I guess."

"Mm, good. Caussse I like you." She puts her head on your shoulder. "You got a boyfrriend?"

"No," you almost giggle. "Thought you did."

"Nah," she stands herself upright (kinda). "I decided it was time to moooove on. Puddin's real sad though."

"Do you still love him?" You don't know why, but curiosity strikes in your mind. The power couple of the city broke up? If the Joker really is upset, that could mean a bad crime spell for civilians.

"No!" Harley shouts loudly, laughing when people give her mean looks. "I wanna date you. Whas your name again?"

She never asked for your name. "Y/N."

"Yeah, that's a nice name." She giggles. "You having fun?"

"Not really," you admit with a shrug.

"Lez go get pizza."

She doesn't give you a choice, dragging you out of the club and to the pizza place next door. You send your friends a quick text, not that they're concerned where you are anyway.

She is a strong but really clumsy drunk. That's a great combination right there.

"Do you like olives?" Harley asks as she pulls you up to the counter.

"Yeah," you fish around in your purse for your wallet.

"You actually like olives on pizza? No waaaaay!" She tries to jump but kind of just trips. "Can we getta olive pizza, like a small one?"

The cashier looks miserable while he takes down the order. You pull out your wallet.

"I got it." Harley pulls a gun from her waistband.

"Harley, no!" You pull the gun from her hand. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry. Here's my credit card."

The cashier leans over the counter. "Are you safe?"

You laugh ironically. "Should be."

"Pizza's on me." They whisper. "If you're sure you're okay."

"I'm fine." You give them a smile.

They shrug, taking the order slip to the back and you lead Harley to the safety of a booth. She falls onto her seat.

"I like your costmume. No. Costuuuuume." Harley gives you a big smile.

"Oh," you compare your t-shirt to her grand, sparkly outfit. "Thanks. You look nice, too."

"Mm, I know." She closes her eyes as she smiles again.

"Here's your pizza." The cashier calls to you. You go grab the box and give him a huge, grateful smile.

You open the box and Harley squeals. You can't help but smile a little bit. No one else on Earth would be that happy over a pizza.

The pizza is oily and gross but Harley eats it like its a gourmet meal. You both eat in total silence, you're not sure why Harley is suddenly so calm. Well, calm for someone who fell in a vat of chemicals.

"Gimme your number." Harley pulls a marker from her pocket and offers you her arm. You hesitate for just a moment but then realize she's not going to care about marker on her arm.

She then stands up, having eaten her half the pizza.

"Mind if I take the leftovers?" Her voice is very slowly sounding a little less drunk.

"Oh, are you leaving?" You feel just a bit hurt but her sudden abandonment.

"I gotta go feed my hyena."

"Hyena?!" You actually yell, but she never turns around to explain.

Idk what that was. Anyway don't steal. Like & save for later. Happy fluff/spooktober day 2.

Buy me a coffee?

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[diorsluv]

die for you , part 1

“ swear i couldn’t sleep a wink last night ”

series m. list next chapter

( socialmedia!au )

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next chapter notes ) your bitch is back with a trevor au and this time it’s gonna be irl + smau because i was fucking STRUGGLING with feather.. and also i’m thinking of the nickname being lacey because i think it’s just so cute and also i got a whole backstory and all… 😈 but regarding ilia malinin and all of my favorite dallas stars.. yall might have to know some stars and figure skating lore for this one but i don’t really think it’s gonna affect the plot of the story or the story itself (you just might not know who anyone is 😭😭) as always if you wanna be tagged, just comment or dm me!!

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[jasonsknight3]

I decided to write about one of my favorite Jason's. Arkham knight Jason. These are just some thoughts I have.

Jason smokes. A lot would be an understatement. It's almost constant. The few times he isn't smoking is when he is in the mask (obviously) or in a non-smoking area. Does he know its bad for him? YES,it's a struggle. Does he think about quitting? Yes. However, it feels good. It relaxes him. His near constant tense body gets a break when he smokes.

AK Jason has serious sleep issues. Between the sleepless nights in Arkham and not even knowing when the night has begun or ended has messed him up. All the nights he’s been doing morally grey vigilante work. He doesn’t exactly care anymore either but that’s because he doesn’t necessarily care about himself too much anymore.

He keeps to himself for the most part. When he’s out and about he doesn’t say much. Only speak if necessary. Most of the time he’s thinking. Always thinking. Mowing over the choices, his life, how it could be different.

He. Is. Violent. He hasn’t really dealt with the trauma. He is still burning with hate. Sure he switched sides as the morally grey Redhood but he still feels the blackness. He is violent when he’s angry. Sometimes may hurt you. Now whether he means to or not is a different story. He may not even know himself if he meant to.

AK Jason has lost a major amount of hearing in his left ear due to his time in Arkham. All the beatings, all the hits to the side of his head. It was inevitable really. He will use a hearing aid when he’s in civilian attire but not as he’s alter because the mask has built in hearing enhancement. In his right ear however luckily he only lost 5% of his hearing.

Jason twitches like crazy. It’s usually what he would call phantom shocks. Being tortured the way he did with the “shock therapy” he probably has nerve damage too. He doesn’t really know but he doesn’t find it a priority to find out.

It takes a sweet heart to break down his walls, a caring woman with soft gentle hands. A woman with patience and time.

He’s not necessarily a physically affectionate man. He’d feel anxiety if you try to touch him in any way. However if and when you get close he will display some sort of physical affection. Holding your pinky, or wrist (never your whole hand though, that feels scary for him. That will come even later.)

Begin with him is a risk. As mentioned in his violent headcanon he may hurt you. He’ll wonder why you’d stay but he’s not necessarily complaining though.

The only creature he will let touch him is his cat. Finley or Finn for short. He is the only think Jason will willingly show love to and let show love back. In a way, Finn is teaching Jason how to be gentle again. How to love.

In his heart of hearts. In the deepest part of himself he is just a man who forgot how to love and how to be loved.

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[demigoddessqueens]

Talia al Ghul was not who I was expecting this season but I want to see more of her!!!

Nightwing calling his 🍑 a “glistening apple bottom” was not something I needed !!

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[pandorascripts]

Maddening Love

summary: harley never meant to become what she was afraid of. it seems she did though.

pairing: harley quinn x gn!reader (can be read as fem)

warnings: murder, gun violence, making out.

note: this has been in my drafts for a while, and I fricking love harley. thought she deserved some love, so please send in requests for her!!! <333

-🃏-

Harley turns on her heel, huffing a hot breath into the cold winter air. “You don’t love me no more.”

You rush up to Harley, reaching out, but retract your hand at the last moment. “Harls, no, no, I do.” Frowning, you timidly place a hand on her cold shoulder. 

With a fury you’ve never seen before in her eyes, Harley glares at you. “I don’t appreciate liars, cupcake.”

The venom in her words knocks you off guard, but you know Harley. You know she has her jealousies, when someone got too frisky with you, or when she herself was battling her own insecurities. You shake your head, knowing she needs comfort. It was something she’d always lacked in her relationship with him, so you were determined to give it to her. 

“I’m no liar. I love you, Harley. Only you.” You wrap your arms around her, burying your head into her neck. Even if the position is uncomfortable, considering Harley is taller than you, and you need to be on your tip-toes, you hold out for as long as you can. 

When your ankles are hurting, and your feet are aching, you lean away of her. You still keep yours arms wrapped around her neck, your left thumb brushing against her skin. Looking into her eyes, you see anger and hurt, but underneath there, there’s a look you’ve seen so many times. Insecurity. 

“What’s got you upset, Harley?”

She shakes her head, softly biting her lip as she looks away from you. “Nothin’, it’s stupid.”

“Harley,” you pause, gently guiding her head back to you, “your feelings aren’t stupid. Please.”

Your eyebrows ease up and you try to dump all your emotions into your eyes. You pour all your love for her, your own insecurities, everything you hold, but you know that it’s useless. You felt too much for her, there’s was no possible way you could measure it to size, much less show all of it. 

Harley caves, leaning down into you as her hands wrap around your sides. “You promise you love me?”

“Always.”

A small sniffle comes from Harley, and you feel your heart shatter. The shards from your heart pierce your lungs, making your breathing turn jagged. Tears of your own form and you don’t bother hiding them. “I will always love you, Harls.”

A minute of silence passes and you think you’ve reminded her, but her troubles overpower her, again. 

“Prove it.”

Desperately, you nod your head. 

“How?”

Harley’s head retreats from your neck and she meets your eyes. Her hand comes up to your face, brushing a piece of hair behind your ear. 

“I’d kill for you, Harls.”

She shakes her head, a beautifully crazed smile gracing her lips. “No, that’s too easy, sweetheart. The question is, would’ja love me if I killed?”

You nod your head hastily. “You cant scare me.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah.” 

Harley takes your hand, the other one pulling out a handgun as she retreats back into the nightclub you’d just left. “What if I shot up this joint, huh? What ‘bout then?”

“I’d take the blame.”

You quicken your pace, longing to be at her side. 

“Would’ja?” she questions, back turned to the door. With a nod of your head, she kicks it open. 

The once muffled music cuts through the December night, loud lights blind you as you trail after her inwards. Harley’s grip on your hand only tightens as she walks forward, handgun pressed to her side.  Sweaty bodies collide against yours, and you’re reminded why you hate clubs. The bodies pushing and pulling at you make you sick, but when Harley’s hand is in yours, it drowns out anything else. 

When she reaches dead center, she pulls you close to her. Harley leans down to your ear, practically yelling over the music. 

“Would’ja be my New Years kiss?” she asks, giggling mischievously. 

The crowd counts down, and as they reach two, you pull Harley downwards by her collar. Her lips meet yours on the last number, and her gun fires. People run around you and Harley, all desperate to escape their deaths. Bodies bump into you; but her lips planted firmly on yours ground you against them. Harley’s free hand grips the back on your neck, the other causing chaos. Screams fill your ears as Harley empties her clip, bullets flying in all directions, and you bring her back down to you again. Softly, Harley bites your lip, releasing it with a pop as she backs away. 

You take a moment to look around. Bodies surround you two, and in a comical way, you make out a heart. Harley steps forward again, holding your chin back as you share air. 

“Still love me now, honey?”

You nod, not bothering to address the cold barrel pointed at your head. 

“What if I pulled the trigga?”

“Yes,” you husk out, not hesitating in the slightest. “You emptied your mag already, it wouldn’t do anything.”

“What if I had a bullet?”

You scan her eyes, her cold ones piercing through yours. It doesn’t bother you though, you have enough warmth and love to fill up hers. You’d gladly share it. 

“Same answer, Harls. You can’t scare me away.” 

Slowly, you bring her back down to you. Her warm lips greet yours, and you know you’ve smudged her lipstick. Harley pulls back, kissing the corner of your mouth and then your jaw. 

“You don’ care that imma killa?”

You shake your head slightly, still wanting her lips on your skin. “No.”

“No?” she asks, planting another kiss below your ear. 

A shiver runs down your spine, one of your hands holds Harley’s head as the other holds her lower back. “Not at all.”

Sirens blare around you, but you don’t mind. Harley whispers something incoherent, her hands on your hips having your full attention. You nod, mumbling yes, and her warm body is pulled out of yours. Your eyes snap open, desperately searching for pink and blue, but you can’t find it. As the doors bust open, and swarms of yells surround you, you drop to your knees. Cold metal clicks around your wrist as rough hands pull you up. 

The shocking realization that Harley had left you hits like a brick, and you blink several times, with each one wishing this wasn’t true. 

“Harls!” you yell, trashing against the cops. 

A sob racks through your body as a hard object slams against your stomach. You gasp, heart shattered once again, the evidence burrowing itself deep in your lungs. You cry and plead, but when they toss you in a room, you don’t say a thing. Harley may have betrayed you, but you’d never fathom of doing the same. If she needed her reassurance for your love, this had to be it, right? The more you suffer, the more it shows you care. Harley would see you suffering, and she know you’d truly care for her. She’d get you out, she had to. The thought brought a smile to your lips, a giggle cracking them apart. 

“You killed nine people, this isn’t a laughing matter.”

You look up to the detective, seeing his disappointed face. “I think it is.”

Another crazed smile paints itself on your lips. 

“Who was with you?” he demands, hands slamming against the steel table. 

You don’t flinch, not even moving a muscle as you stare at him. “Just me…”

“Those red lips on your neck say otherwise.”

“Can you blame a girl for having fun? Saw this cute blonde girl, made out with her for New Years, and then,” you pause, trying to build up dramatic suspense, “then I pumped her full of lead, ‘long with those eight other people.”

He nods his head. “Thanks for the confession. With that, you won’t be getting a trial,” he walks away, mumbling the last part of his sentence,”not like you crazies deserve one.”

You mock a salute to him on his way out. 

Harley’d get you, she’d kill all these mediocre officers. A laugh surges through your broken lungs, wheezing out and shattering the silence. 

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[kairiscorner]

hi hii lovie!! would u mind doing a short blurb of miguel being with a harleyquinnfem!reader? i just rewatched suicide squad and birds of prey and i just think margot’s harley quinn and miguel would be such an iconic pairing given those two have complete different personalities lol, thank you!! hope u hv a good day!

HELLOOOOO !! OMG, ok i just wanna preface this, i am not exactly very well-versed in a lot of DC characters so i'm really sorry if i end up not doing requests for those characters or if the execution is really shitty, BUT THIS ONE IS SOMETHING I'M A LITTLE MORE FAMILIAR WITH AND ONE I WANNA SEE :'DD again, REALLY SORRY IF I DO IT HORRIBLY 😭😭😭but here ya go, i hope you like it anon <:))

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

miguel o'hara x harley quinn!fem!reader

summary: you two agreed not to kill each other, which is easier said than done; but someday, eventually... you'll come to realize that he sees you as more than an extra hand in fighting off tricky villains, that he cares about you more than you'll ever know. word count: 853

right as miguel thought that this would be the end of the line for him as the villain kept him pinned against the ground–about to dissect his innards and skin him like a spider to be taxidermied–he soon heard cackling from far away. he rolled his eyes further into the back of his head in an attempt to roll them weakly out of exhaustion as he groaned in utter defeat.

'great, that pain in the ass knew i was here.' he thought to himself as you came with a bang–quite literally as you blew up a street on your way here and caused 12 cars to crash into each other. "hey you ugly, bowl cut bitch!" she called out to the villain miguel was being pinned down by. you giggled as you jumped up in the air and swung your gigantic mallet at the cybernetic villain and bashed her head in. you licked your lips at the destruction, and the villain–despite looking banged up and having a few sparks flying out of the right side of her head, smirked at you. "that all you got, ya little harlot?" she asked as her grip on miguel's neck tightened, eliciting groans and grunts from her sheer strength.

you giggled as you swung your mallet for show. "now, now, if anyone's gonna choke little miggy 'till he's blue in the face and sobbing and begging for forgiveness, it's gonna be me." you declared as you jumped up again and brought your mallet down to squash her–but the villain aimed at you with their finger guns and shot lasers at you as you were in mid-air. you grinned wider as you contorted yourself in the air to dodge the lasers; you were very flexible and super fast, and miguel knew that very well. the villain didn't give up, however, as she shot at your blind spot, getting you by your feet and causing you to lose balance as you got shot in the knee.

you grunted in pain as you fell down, with the villain laughing as she turned to miguel. you got up and watched as the villain leaned over to kiss miguel, "fucking gross." you muttered as you tried getting up to your feet, when you heard the villain yelp a little as she froze up and loosened her grip around miguel. you giggled as you watched miguel get up and look at you from the corner of his eye. "all yours." he muttered as he helped you up.

"wait," he said as he webbed up the gaping wound in your knee from the shot. "can you walk?" he asked you with a tone of concern in his voice. you didn't answer him as you climbed onto him and whispered in his ear, "toss me." miguel was used to this showy scene, though he hated doing it–out of fear he'd throw you too far. he followed through however and tossed you at the villain, who was recuperating from the paralysis miguel's venom gave her. taking out this villain was like a walk in the park for you as you brought your mallet up and whispered a little, "bye-bye!" as you brought down your vengeance–or just utter desire to hit something right now–upon her with a loud smash!

you skipped over to miguel with a bright smile on your face. "job's done!" you said with a perky voice as miguel rolled his eyes as he looked over at the damage you caused on your way here. "this is, what, four million dollars in property damage?" he asked you sarcastically, to which you giggled and counted on your fingers. "correction, fourteen million dollars!" you said with a giggle as miguel opened a portal and gently took your wrist in his hand as he dragged you along. "hey now! you promised me that next time, we'd go sight-seeing in the universes we're in! how dare you break your promise, miggy?!" you whined as miguel placed his hand under your chin and gave you a stern look.

"when you'd behave." he said as he leaned down a little towards you. "it'll happen if you prove to behave yourself, and this little stunt you pulled off, it calls for a good talking to with you. you'll get what you want from me if you behave, do i make myself clear?" he asked you as you nodded slowly and smiled up at him. "gotcha, miggy." you said in a chipper voice as you walked through the portal, then running back out, but with miguel grabbing you by the collar and dragging you back in. "the things i do for you..." he muttered as he rubbed his eyes. though, weirdly enough... he finds your chaotic way of saving him a little endearing. either you've pissed him off so much that he misses feeling responsible for your mess, or it's that you've had his heart ever since you tried to kill him the first time you two met. ah, well, it doesn't matter now; as long as you're safe, and will get that wound fixed up, he wouldn't have you any other way.

a/n: i love this dynamic WAIT AAAAAAAAAAAAAA also thanks ate @binibinileonara for risque's nickname :> also SHET PARE, i fr was so desperate to see miggy's eyes roll to the back of his skull when the vulture was choking him, like- please.

tags !! @binibinileonara @miguelswifey04 @luvstarrstruck @fiannee @yuridopted0

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara x y/n #miguel o'hara fanfiction #harley quinn #atsv miguel #spiderman 2099 #atsv #atsv imagines #atsv x reader #atsv x you #atsv x y/n #spiderman across the spiderverse

[skylarinfinity]

harley: [shout to m/n] do you want a blowjob?!

m/n: [grinning] yes, please!!

rick flag: [disgusting] please don't do it in front of us-

harley: [throw grenade at enemies around m/n]

rick flag: oh that kind of blowjob...

tags lists @sonicqaulan @graysonfriggason @thebettermaximofftwins @sloanalistair @acienthazard @starlinggoldeneyes @ortegaolsen @wednesdaywanda @sandwichmarvel @gardenofmarvel @wanda-cabin-natasha-jacket @panandinpain0

#male reader #malereader #male y/n #incorrect male reader #incorrect quotes male reader #male reader incorrect quotes #male reader insert #male reader imagine #male reader dceu #male reader dc #dc x male reader #dceu x male reader #incorrect harley quinn #harley quinn imagine #harley quinn imagines #harley quinn incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes harley quinn #harley quinn x male!reader #harley quinn x male reader #harley quinn #rick flag #incorrect quotes #incorrect dc quotes #incorrect quotes dceu #x male y/n #x male!reader #xmale reader #x male reader #male!y/n #male!reader

[witchthewriter]

🃏 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

#harley quinn #harleen quinzel #dating would include #DC #dating harley quinn would include #harley quinn x you #harley quinn x reader #harley quinn x y/n #DC headcanon #DC x you #joker #harley quinn headcanons #harley quinn imagine #harley quinn drabble

[ghostofskywalker]

Why You Shouldn’t Tell Your Fellow Criminals Where You Go On Dates

Harley Quinn/Reader

Words: 2,396

Summary: When Harley tells you that she’s going on a date, you can’t help the bubbling feelings of jealousy. Maybe it wasn’t the most chivalrous thing to do, but you set out to make sure that date ends badly.

Requested By: anonymous 

Note: hi anon! sorry this took so long but i hope you enjoy it :)

Harley Quinn Masterlist • Main Masterlist

“Hey, do you have time this Friday to help me out on a job?” you asked, laying on the bed and watching as Harley fixed her makeup in her mirror. “I have a feeling the guy who hired me is going to try and get out of paying.”

“What time is it?” she asked, still not looking away from where she was applying her eyeliner. “I have to see.”

“If you’ve got another job it’s no big deal,” you said quickly. “I can take of the rat bastard myself if needed.”

“No, no it’t nothing like that,” she said brightly, turning back to you for a moment. “I do have a date in the evening though.”

Your blood ran cold for a moment, but you managed to keep your face neutral. “A date?”

“Yeah, my first one in ages, can you believe that?” She didn’t seem to pick up on your shift in mood, continuing to apply her lipstick like she didn’t just ruin your whole day with a few words.

“Where are they taking you?”

“He’s taking me to the Italian place over by that bar I like, Bernotti’s.”

For the rest of the time you spent with her, you tried not to show the jealousy that was currently bubbling up inside you at the idea of Harley going on a date with someone that wasn’t you. The feelings you had been harboring for your fellow criminal had recently been building ever since the two of you were assigned to a “suicide squad” mission together, and every time you saw her the voice inside your head told you to make a move, you were just a little too late when it came to actually admitting it.

There was a part of your brain that was screaming at you to find out everything and get involved, but you tried not to listen. Harley was your friend, and it wouldn’t be nice of you to ruin her chance at happiness just because of your own residual feelings.

But then you’ll never know how she feels about you, that part of your brain decided to throw back, and that was the one thing you couldn’t argue with. When she left, off to meet with someone else about a potential job, it was a struggle for you to think of anything else but your despair about Harley going on a date.

Eventually, the part of your brain that was responsible for your crimes and other evil tendencies won over whatever morality you still had left. Honestly you were surprised there was enough of that morality left in you to put up a fight, Gotham had a unique habit of crushing the goodness out of people within days of living there, and you’d been a resident for several years.

After a little bit of planing, you knew what you had to do.

***

“My name is Y/N, and I’ll be your server this evening.” You smiled brightly at the couple in front of you, but in reality you were looking at a table diagonally across the room, where Harley and an unfamiliar man were sitting.

You had managed to get the job you had told Harley about done earlier today, so now you had all the time in the world to keep a watchful eye over her date, and step in if you decided that he didn’t deserve her. Well, you knew that he didn’t deserve her no matter what, but you were trying to give the situation the benefit of the doubt.

Getting into the restaurant had been easy, especially because the owner was a friend of yours. All you had to say was that you needed to go undercover for a job and she had instantly offered you a spot on the evening shift. The only downside was that you would actually have to wait on a table or two, but you trusted your friend not to take advantage of the free labor you would be providing her, so you weren’t too worried.

It wasn’t actually for a job, but it would be a lot harder to explain the fact that you needed to go undercover to ruin Harley’s date to your friend. No one else in your life knew about your feelings for her, and you wanted to keep it that way. It made things a lot easier when asking for favors and going about your normal business, because people normally didn’t ask questions if they thought the things you were doing were top secret and/or illegal.

Thankfully you had experience waiting tables from when you first moved to Gotham, and the restaurant wasn’t that busy, so it was easy to keep an eye on Harley and her date. You would never go for him, that much was clear, so you were still confused on what about this man had managed to attract your friend. You thought she got over her weakness for arrogant men when she had broken up with the Joker, and she spent several months crying on your couch trying to let herself rise from the ruins of her former relationship. You had never wanted to make a move then, because it seemed in poor taste to try and capitalize on her misfortune, but apparently you had waited too long.

You had wanted to be the one to take their food out to them, mostly to see how Harley would react to seeing you here, but unfortunately you were off doing something else when their food came out of the kitchen. It didn’t matter, there were still other ways you could subtly mess with the date.

You had already spoken with the bartender under false pretenses, asking him to make sure all the drinks that were ordered for Harley had half the amount of alcohol in them as they usually did, because you didn’t want this man to try anything. She looked gorgeous tonight, and the feelings of jealousy in your stomach only grew as you saw the little smiles she was giving her date.

When you noticed the two of them start to lean closer to each other, you “accidentally” dropped a stainless steel pan, and the sound that echoed through the restaurant as it hit the floor was enough to ruin any kind of mood that was developing between the two. You weren’t in direct view of them, but you could see an annoyed look on the face of her date as everyone in the restaurant stopped for a moment and looked around to see what had just happened.

He tried again to get close, a little while later, but you were prepared to take care of that as well. Right as he began to lean in closer to her, presumably changing the conversation to something for personal, you tapped the waiter who had been taking care of them on the shoulder. “Hey, did you check on table 12 already?” you asked, and he shook his head. “I thought I heard the guy ask another waiter for something but I can’t remember if he actually got it or not.”

No such conversation had happened, but your fellow server didn’t know that. He just thanked you for the tip and you went on to take your tray of drinks out to a table on the other side of the dining room. When you glanced back, you could see that the other waited had indeed gone over to ask if they needed anything, and from the annoyed look on the date’s face, it was not good timing (for him at least).

The whole dinner continued like that, with you finding ways to subtly ruin the mood this man was trying to set. Something about him unnerved you, and even if you looked past the fact that he was on a date with the woman you were in love with, there was still no way that you were going to trust him.

But you were only successful for part of the night, and things changed as they finished eating and paid the bill. As they were getting up to walk out, you could see his face, and you knew that he likely thought that he was going to score with Harley. The idea of someone treating her well only to get her naked made your blood boil, and you walked by the two of them to witness first time he got a little handsy with her, resting his hand on her hip under the guise of escorting her out of the restaurant. It just so happened that the busboy had been walking by as well, and it was easy for you to bump him and make it look like a total accident, sending dirty dishes and silverware sludge all over the date’s nice shirt and tie.

You tried to quickly move out of the way before you were noticed, but you should have known Harley would figure it out eventually. “Y/N? What are you doing here?” she asked loudly, an incredulous look on her face. Her voice had lost so much of the bubbly intonation that you loved, and she was speaking like an entirely different person. You hated it, especially if this man made her feel like she couldn’t be herself around him.

Before you could respond, her date cut into the conversation. “You know this person?”

Shooting him a glare, you responded. “This person has a name, thank you very much. Not that I’d imagine you’d care about anyone else but yourself though.”

“Y/N,” Harley said again. “What are you doing? I thought you had a job tonight.”

You had two options here, either continue to lie or just admit to the fact that you were here to spy on her date, and although you probably should have chosen the latter, you couldn’t. “That’s why I’m here,” you said quietly. “A friend of mine owns the place, so I was able to get a shift for the night to do what I needed to.” Technically, it wasn’t a lie, but you were still intentionally misleading her, so it probably should be considered one.

Her date for the evening clearly didn’t care about anything but getting out of here at this point, and he rolled his eyes. “Whatever, can we just leave like you said?”

You watched as Harley took a deep breath before responding, and you hoped that she wasn’t as smitten with this man as she had been when she told you about the date in the first place. “Fine,” she said. “I’ll come by your place later, alright Y/N?”

You nodded, and were quickly called away to do something else by another waiter. Much to your surprise, by the time you were finished running drinks for another table, Harley and her date were still outside, and they seemed to be arguing about something.

You weren’t worried about Harley in the sense that you thought she would get hurt by this man, but you did want to know what they were arguing about. After finding your friend to let her know that your “job” for the evening was completed and that you were heading home, you were untying your apron from around your waist as you walked out in their direction. “What’s going on?” you asked.

“Oh great, not you again!”

Before you could even respond, Harley slapped the man across his face, fuming with anger. “What the fuck are you thinking, talking to Y/N like that?”

“Can’t you see that this whole night has been a nightmare? Honestly, I’d be willing to bet your little friend is behind it!” He spoke about you like you weren’t even there, only adding to the contempt you held for him.

“You’re just pissed that I ruined your plans to get her drunk and bring her home!” you cut in, staring down the man with everything you had. Harley gasped quietly as he faltered under your accusation.

Spineless and scared, the man practically took off in the direction of his car rather than confirm or deny that which you had accused him of. You turned back towards Harley, not sure what she was going to say to you. Would she believe you if you maintained that you were here by chance? Would she thank you for scaring away such a worthless date?

“Alright, cut the crap. What are you really doing here?” she asked, crossing her arms and raising her eyebrows. “Was this really part of your job?”

Tentatively, you shook your head. This was only the first date she went on, and if you didn’t say something now, no matter how scared you were, she would surely go on other dates with people that weren’t you. At least if she rejected you this time you’d have some closure. “No.”

“Then why were you spying on my date?” Now her tone was slightly more accusatory, and getting a little louder. “I don’t need you to protect me, I can take care of my-”

“I like you okay?” The words came out before she had finished speaking, and you instantly regretting cutting her off.

For a few moments, it was completely silent between the two of you. “What?” she eventually said. “Why didn’t you ever say anything?”

“I didn’t want to make you feel like you were rushing to move on because of the way I felt about you,” you said quietly. “But I guess I couldn’t handle my jealousy when you said that you had a date and it wasn’t me.”

You weren’t sure what she would do next, but you definitely didn’t expect her to grab your face and kiss you. The surprising gesture was not unwelcome, and you moved your hands to rest on her hips, as if trying to anchor yourself to her and never let go. Just the feeling of her mouth against yours was enough to send you spiraling into space, and you weren’t completely sure this wasn’t a dream.

When you finally broke apart, she didn’t pull too far back. “I’m sorry for ruining your date,” you said.

“You should have just told me,” she responded quietly. “We could have been doing this a lot sooner.”

“I know, I know. I’m sorry, okay?”

She just laughed in response as she leaned in to kiss you again, and you never wanted this moment to end.

- the end -

#harley quinn #harley quinn x reader #harley quinn x you #harley quinn x y/n #harley quinn fanfiction #dc fanfic #dc x reader

[chloe-skywalker]

Bad This Time - Roman Sionis

Roman Sionis x Fem!Reader (Joker & Harley Daughter)

Warnings: none

Word count: 201

Summary: Being the daughter of Joker & Harley and dating Roman Sionis. But when her mother had been disturbing his business.

Authors Note: First Roman Sionis imagine.

Masterlist

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“Sweet;s.” Roman greeted Y/n with a kiss on the cheek and a wide smile.

“Roman.” Y/n greeted back.

“Your mother is here. Again.” He told her as they turned and headed towards the bar.

“I noticed.” Y/n glanced over to where she saw her mother dancing on a table.

Roman tilted his head letting out a breath. “Sweet’s I don’t think I need to say it, but-”

Y/n nodded looking down at her signature drink the bar keep placed in front of her. “I know. She’s been more out of control lately.”

Roman noticed Y/n’s glum expression and he didn’t like it. It didn’t sit well in his chest. “Mind sharing?”

Y/n let out a stressed sigh. “Her and dad broke up. Again. But it’s bad this time.”

“How bad this time?” Roman asked, wrapping his arm around her waist and started to rub circles into her hip.

“She burned down Ace Chemicals. That was their place.” Y/n told him looking up into his eyes. They both knew how bad that was without further words needed.

“Don’t worry, Sweet’s.” Roman squeezed her closer, his way of saying that he’ll help her through this.

Taglist: @padawancat97

#y/n #x reader #imagine #imagines #x y/n #dc #dc imagine #dc imagines #birds of prey #birds of prey imagine #birds of prey imagines #bop #harley quinn #joker #roman sionis x quinn reader #roman sionis x reader #roman sionis #roman sionis imagine #roman sionis imagines

[starythewriter]

VINNIE HACKER X Y/N

JOKER X HARLEY QUINN MASQUERADE BALL

TW: rough sex.

KINKTOBER SPECIAL!

A/N: I do not know if I will contiune to make KINKTOBER stories for the reminder of October… if y’all really like this one then I might Aswell!

But trust me December will have a new special everyday!

you and vinnie had decided to go to a Halloween masquerade ball, you got ready dressing up as harley Quinn, while he dressed up as the joker.

once you were done you took some selfies, photos, and vinnie snapped you a photo…

he looked so fucking hot…

you started to think it all the things you would do to him while you were alone….

you put your phone down finishing your makeup.

you made sure to call up Jack Harlow, and urban. Jack was getting ready when you called.

urban picked up “hey my love… what’s up?”

Y/N: “urban… I have a question sir… what are you dressing up as for the masquerade ball?”

urban: “Batman… why?”

Y:N: “fun… sounds kinda hottt… I’ll be attending as harley quinn you know we should meet up… I wanna talk in person…”

you say clicking your tongue.

urban: “sounds perfect… let’s meet up by the entrance… since I’m coming with Jack and your coming with vinnie… signal to me and we’ll sneak off.”

he said with a smirk on his face.

you had such a bright smirk after that call… you were curios if Jack knew anything about your arrangement…

you finished up your pony tails and, headed towards the masquerade ball, you texted vinnie:

“hey Vincent… I’m headed to the masquerade ball”

“alright Y/N see you there. I’m going over Aswell.”

you quickly arrived you saw so many people, but urban, Jack and vinnie were yet to be there.

you went inside, coming across Jack…

who was dressed up as a vampire…

“hey Jack… how are you… you look fabulous…”

“I’m great Y/N… thank you… you look delicous”

you felt some sexual tension…

you grabbed a cup with red wine as a waiter passed by.

“thank you Jack… maybe I’ll let you have a taste…” rubbed your hand down his crotch to his knee….

you walked away graceful.

Jack Harlow’s POV: I saw Y/N’s beautiful harley Quinn costume… Y/N looked so hot, before Y/N walked off, they slid their hand down my crotch… I was so turned on… I kept my eye contact and felt… just entranced… I wanted to fuck Y/N right then and there… I saw Y/N walk towards vinnie…

I’m not sure what, Y/N was planning… but I couldn’t help but be intrigued even if I didn’t want to… I knew my soul was aching for Y/N.

Your POV:

you walked off seeing vinnie… but you saw urban too… urban was distracted so you rushed over to vinnie. you kissed him slowly… “fuck… Y/N… someones horny huh?”

“yes vin… I’ve been in a heat… glad to see you looking so hot”

“ you know… we could go into the bathrooms….”

“vin… *kiss* be patient… tonight is all about me… and you and the rest of them have to earn your time with me”

you giggled….

you surprised all 3, you wanted to let loose and just have fun tonight…

you walked off to urban, with your red wine almost finished… “hey urban… you look smoking hottt…”

you say Moaning at the end of your sentence…

“you look better… you know… I could use my strength to rip those fish nets off”

it was WAY, too early into the night for you to engage into any sexual fun…

but… “urban.. follow me”

you quickly led him,upstairs you slowly started to makeout with him… you didn’t give two fucks… you just needed someone.

URBAN’s POV: Y/N is… breath taking and just so sexy… I kept grinding up onto her… making her moan loudly… I was hoping that vinnie could hear… I was enjoying this so much…I feel like I can’t control myself when I’m around Y/N, slowly Y/N started to kiss my neck causing me to groan… I was so ready to start fucking her… but she grabbed my shoulders slowly grinding onto me… and have me a kiss before kneeling down…

“Y/N what are you doing?”

Y/N, didn’t answer… I let out a gigantic groan…. feeling Y/N, work my growing bulge with their mouth…

my pleasure was short lived as Y/N, stopped and left me with a kiss…

YOUR POV: you had some fun with urban, Jack and vinnie….

you kept walking around seeing cake auctions, all types of drinks.

you took some drinks and started to grove onto the dance floor having some fun…

you slowly made your way downstairs bumping back into vinnie…

“come here vinnie… let’s dance”

you both got into the 1st dance floor, dancing, grooving…

he spun you around…

you both were having the best time….

“Y/N…. your making me horny… let’s head over here”

he lead you into a room, their were low lights…

it was clearly gonna be used but you both didn’t care…

you slowly made out with vinnie…

his hands were all over your body… You knew he could be rough…but you wanted more…you felt yourself wanting more from him… you pulled away kissing him again… he pushed you on top of a table…your body was pressed against each other… he unbuttoned your shirt and ran his fingers along your stomach… he sucked on your breasts…

you moaned quietly…you could see the fire in his eyes… he wanted to take your clothes off but he wanted to do it slow…He moved down, slowly unbuttoning your pants… you could feel yourself hardening… you bit his lip asking him what he wants to do next… he smirked… “take it… I promise we can go slower…” you smiled at him… you unbuttoned his dress shirt pulling it off him, you kissed him deeply, his lips were moving against yours… he started to rub your clit through your underwear.

You moaned loudly as you felt yourself getting closer to orgasm…you moaned softly against his lips trying to hold back… he kissed your neck and bit it… “fuck vinnie! I’m so close!” he kissed you and started to push your underwear down your legs…

you moaned louder… you felt your pussy starting to get wet… you reached behind you grabbing your panties off and tossing them aside…

you felt your pussy starting to drip.

you felt urbane…

you started kissing vinnie… you both were in sync, as you started to thrust into vinnie… He moaned as you hit him in just the right spot… you moaned louder, feeling the orgasm starting to build…

“VINCE!!! I AM SO CLOSE!!” you screamed at the top of your lungs.

Vincent pulled out…

he was dripping with sweat… he was breathing heavily. He grabbed you and helped you up… you were both still panting heavily…… you both made out some more… slowly you both got redressed and spent the rest of the night together…

THE END!

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[midnight-pluto]

COFFEE: PG.14 — alleyway therapy sessions

COFFEE: tim drake x gn!reader

SYNOPSIS: Tim meets a barista that gives him what he needed most — a large coffee with way to many shots of espresso. Though what happens when just a single action changes the other's life, forever?

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FRIDAY, DECEMBER 15 2023 — 10:59 PM

IT HAD BEEN quite a bit of time since you started dating Tim. In all honesty, it was great — you’re dates were consistent, you got to spend time with his family, and hang outs outside of dates were enjoyable.

However, recently there has been a shift in your peaceful relationship. Tim had cancelled on you, again.

You understood the first time, he had rich kid socialite duties to attend to. The second time you were skeptical since it was back-to-back but he had given you a bouquet of your favorite flowers, so who were you to refuse? But this was the third time.

You both had planned on having a cute date at the park since it was a particularly good day to Gotham’s standards but as it turned out, he canceled on you.

Staring at Tim’s apology message, tears threatened to slip out of the corners of your eyes but you wouldn’t allow them. Taking a sharp inhale through your nose, you take your phone and leave.

Walking along the grim sidewalk of Gotham, you make a sharp turn through the alleyway for a shortcut to your apartment. Though doing that in Gotham wasn’t the best idea but you could handle a few thugs.

No one leave their house without a weapon in Gotham of course.

Halfway through the alleyway, a larger vine carrying two women emerge from the shadows in front of you — Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn.

“Ivy, I love you and all but are you sure this is a good idea? I mean like, I’m sure a lot of people out there deserve a good beating but not them! They look like they’ve had a rough night,” Harley told her girlfriend to which you sigh at.

“Of course the world isn’t done with torturing me,” you mumble.

“See!”

“Huh, I thought there would be a lot more shitty people that come down this route,” Ivy mutters.

“Are you alright sweetie? You look like you’ve had a bad day?”

“Wait Harles, you can’t be seriously starting a therapy session right now are you?”

“C’mon Ivy! This is the least we can do for them! I mean we inconvenienced them, potentially ruined their day by showing up — I mean like I would also be upset if a pair of heroes showed up for no reason — and! They look depressed! Look at their face!”

Wow. You didn’t know whether to be glad that someone noticed your sadness or offended at the fact that someone thought you looked depressed.

Probably a mixture of both.

Ivy raised a brow at her girlfriends notions and looked you over as you stared blankly into the abyss. Her eyes widen in realization of who you were, “Hey wait, aren’t you that viral employee of Café Remedies? Y/N, right?”

“That’s me,” you huff out, shoving your hands in your pockets.

“Holy shit I love that place! They make hella good macarons,” Harley interjects, “See! We gotta have a therapy session now.”

“Ugh, fine,” the redhead rolls her eyes, using her vines to create makeshift chairs for the three of you to sit on.

You stare at the sudden creation in shock but swiftly get over it once you see the couple sit down on them nonchalantly.

“So tell me, what’s going on currently?” the ex-psychiatrist begins, taking out a pen and notepad.

“Harles where on Earth did you get that?”

“It’s honestly nothing but like— he just keeps on canceling on me and I don’t know what to do, like is it me? Am I the problem—?”

“Slow down,” the blond interrupts with a calm voice, “Who are we talking about here?”

“My boyfriend.”

“Who’s the boyfriend?”

“Tim Drake.”

“Oh you gotta be shitting me! Him?” Ivy abruptly says, “He’s actually dating somebody?” She turns to look at her girlfriend to which she looks at her with the same expression.

“Apparently, I thought they were just rumors and speculation,” she shrugged her shoulders.

“We literally posted pictures of our first date— anyways,” you shake your head trying to get back on track, “He keeps on canceling our dates last minute and I’m starting to have doubts because what if he’s not into me anymore? Did he even like me in the first place — I was the one who suggested our first date so what if he just said yes out of obligation since I’m friends with Duke?”

“Wait Duke as in Duke Thomas?” the plant enthusiast questioned once more, to which you nod your head in response. “Holy shit you have connections.”

“But Duke isn’t even legally adopted by the Wayne’s,” Harley points out turning towards you, “Is he?”

“Well it doesn’t even matter since he literally attends the same events they do,” Ivy reminds.

“True I guess, but back on track. Tim keeps on canceling your guys’ dates?” the blond flips her notepad to a new page and clicks her pen once more.

“Yeah the first time he blamed it on his ‘rich kid duties,’” you quote.

“Why have money if you can’t even use it to bail out of something to spend time with you’re partner?” the redhead deadpans.

“And the second time?”

“He did the same thing but got me flowers as an apology and promised to show up the next time but uh,” you click your tongue, “He obviously didn’t show up.”

“Does he text or call you whenever he cancels on you?” Harley asked, putting black framed glasses on. Where she was pulling all of these things from alluded you but you didn’t question it.

“He texts me.”

She furrows her brows at that statement, “Can I see the text messages?”

Unlocking your phone, you press the messages app and show her your past conversations with your beloved. “We’ve called a few times during this time but that’s it.”

“Alright did you leave him on read?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Good he deserves it after answering your texts with the max of five words.”

SPECIAL NOTE: y’all might not hear from me next week since I got midterms but I will finish this smau before 2024 I swear!! also, I’m imagining Harley and Ivy are like they are in the Harley Quinn animated series — just an fyi

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prologue

part 1: ( swear i couldn’t sleep a wink last night )

act i

part 2: ( no point in turning off the lights )

part 3: ( not the same without your head on my shoulders )

part 4: ( growing pains but i don’t wanna get older )

part 5: ( almost like we left it all on read )

part 6: ( couple feelings never laid to rest )

part 7: ( didn’t know that the party was over )

part 8: ( and it’s true that i need you here closer )

acts ii, iii, iv, and epilogue coming soon!

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