#Harley quin x reader
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Being a Magical Girl in Gotham (Platonic)
Y/n is 15 in this and started being a magical girl at 10
I don’t read the comics so the timeline is likely fucked along with some characters maybe being out of character. I don’t care tho cause this took a long ass time to write and I had fun writing this. So please enjoy
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Becoming a magical girl like in the cartoons you watched as a young girl initially seemed like a dream come true
A wish wrapped in a big pink sparkly bow that when unwrapped opened Pandora’s box to the amount of responsibilities that would be carried over to you
You were naive back then, but after years of being one your much mature now
That initially girly sense of joy soon fading away as the glitter and glam could no longer shield your eyes from the weight of something bigger than yourself was voluntarily placed on your shoulders
Doesn’t matter much in the end. there's no turning back time no matter how you longed to reset its hands
You hunt shadow-like creatures you had nicknamed shadowmites. Entities from a different realm that feed themselves off of traits like greed and anger before sucking out its targets life
You hunt shadow-like creatures you had nicknamed shadowmites. Entities from a different realm that feed themselves off of traits like greed and anger before sucking out its targets life
You hunt shadow-like creatures you had nicknamed shadowmites. Entities from a different realm that feed themselves off of traits like greed and anger before sucking out its targets life
You hunt shadow-like creatures you had nicknamed shadowmites. Entities from a different realm that feed themselves off of traits like greed and anger before sucking out its targets life
You hunt shadow-like creatures you had nicknamed shadowmites. Entities from a different realm that feed themselves off of traits like greed and anger before sucking out its targets life
You hunt shadow-like creatures you had nicknamed shadowmites. Entities from a different realm that feed themselves off of traits like greed and anger before sucking out its targets life
It’s no surprise that they ended up gravitating towards earth. Even more so Gotham, a breeding ground for the worst of the worst
Their mindless creatures. Just feeding and taking over entire universe’s to suck them dry until moving to the next
You used to feel sympathy for them, how horrific it would be to one of them. but now you feel nothing for them. 5 Years of watching them shrivel into nothing and hurt others made that go away though
Their screeches of pain becoming background noise along with their snarls of hunger.
You're now desensitised to it all. The loneliness and sadness at watching others you age enjoys their lives oblivious to everything.
Sometimes it makes you smile though. Knowing that because of your actions those same girls can live their lives, happy and full of joy.
At least you're not truly alone though. Your mentor/companion/eldritch-type being in the form of a ferret named Rigel.
They're an odd company. A being of seemingly endless knowledge and power, one that traversed through countless dimensions and universes, something that could end the world with a single thought…in the body of a adorable ferret that curls around your neck and perched on your shoulder
Rigel is stern but caring. A mentor who pushes you to your limits but knows when to stop and when you need a break despite how much you protest.
Someone/something that cares for you despite the fact that compared to them you're a single dim star in an entire cosmos of brighter shining ones.
As a Gothamite you know the streets well, and its people even better. Giving you the advantage at tracking down and stopping shadowmites as the midnight hour ticks onwards
You usually get rid of around 7-16 a night. Most being weaker varieties but occasionally having to toughen up to defeat the strong ones who had found a particular rageful host.
During the 5 years you had been doing this ever since your 10th birthday you surprisingly (and luckily) hadn’t had the chance to meet Batman face to face
Sure, they had been times you saw him off in the distance but you hadn’t fully talked to him by a stroke of chance
His enemy’s on the other hand, oh boy do you know them well
You had saved quite a few of them.
The goal was to eliminate the shadowmites, it didn't matter who you saved in the process…unless it’s Joker.
Even Rigel would allow you to let Joker be sucked dry like a cool-aid packet lol
Anyways
Because of you saving a ton of them you're on their good lists. A metaphorical safe card given to you as you spend your nights saving more people
After saving Penguin the older man allowed you free use to the iceberg despite your complaints of not wanting anything
You have your own little private table set up.
Mr.Cobblepot insists you don’t need to pay but you do so anyway
The food is much better than the McDonald’s you buy on a daily basis. It deserves the money you insist to spend on it
Most of His goons now know you. Sometimes joking you when off duty to talk while you eat
Most are pretty nice (to you anyways), often times rambling about their day or talking about their families
Some have kids your age. Some of them you even recognize from Gotham academy
The waitresses are also nice. Most of them very pretty and always fawning over how cute you look.
Penguin himself occasionally joins you in his spare time. Making causal talk, asking of your hunting and how your life has been
It’s….nice?. Kinda weird to be having a mob boss ask about your day but it’s a change of pace from your relatively lonely life
Kinda reminds you of some rich uncle who swoops by every now or then. Spoiling you before being whisked off on a new endeavor
He tells you that you're welcome during closing hours as well. This place serving as a safe haven of sorts if you should need it
Riddler is another though you see him less than Penguin
It’s the occasional blink and you see it kinda encounters but their amusing
The green clad man finds it fun to bitch about how the Gotham time’s riddles are too easy or how Batman is a dick
He (of course) also tells riddles. Seemingly getting a ride out of watching you try to figure them out
He also seems weirdly protective. Warning that if the bat gave you trouble then come to him
He’s not the only one to say that to you but you appreciate the sentiment
Seems oddly worried that if your in school and if your getting a good education
You tell him you are but don’t specify where just in case
He’s satisfied with that answer though. Even offers to help with math and or science homework
Gloats a lot and talks even more. Seems to appreciate that you actually listen to him and his ramblings
At one point he suggests making your colour scheme to match his
You politely decline saying you couldn’t pull it off like he did which makes his ego expand
Sometimes he hacks into security cameras or large screens to give you a riddle cause he’s bored
May or may not slip Rigel a 20 for you to have some spare change that you desperately need
Harley, Ivy and Catwoman fucking love you
You had initially only saved Harley but after that the two just joined in with her on basically becoming your honorary aunts
You end up running into them a lot during your long nights. Usually stopping by Ivy’s and Harley’s apartment for small breaks
They patch you up as best they can, ivy fixing you a cup of tea as Harley’s hyena’s curl up near your lap
Catwoman usually stops by during these breaks. Sometimes with a box of kittens whom she has you name
All of them are worried for you both mentally and physically so they make you a deal. On Saturdays after 12am unless super urgent you have a girls night with them, in return you have their help in patching up your wounds
They prep popcorn, drinks and the whole 9 yards to give you a break. They play a movie (usually a chick flick) and just let you rewind
If they hadn’t made this deal you probably wouldn’t have taken any breaks
Their all silently impressed that you’ve not only survived this long but also somehow ended up befriending half the villains in this damn city
You say that their just acquaintances but Ivy argues that Mr.Cobblepot is a cheapskate who wouldn’t give you a basically lifetime pass to his lounge for nothing
Harley warns you to stay away from Joker no matter what. And that if he even walks 10 metres near you he’s getting a lifetime trip to deadsville
Red Hood is the first of the bats that you run into. During his whole escapade to take over the underworld something that was kinda considered a myth to the rest of Gotham but was confirmed by the many people you saved
The meeting was ok…but then derailed when you noticed the black clawed tendrils clinging into his shoulders
His shadowmite that feed off his rage was fucking hard to beat. It took a lot out of you, almost killed you and left you hobbling to Harley’s for help before passing out
You woke up in a warehouse, patched up by him personally before he began to question you
Like usual you gave him the rundown of things. The entities that feed off negative emotions, eventually drained their life force, your the only one who can stop them with your magical powers etc etc
What catches you off guard though is when he asks if your parents know
The silence answers his question. One that feels deafening to his ears as he realizes that your basically alone in this
Pitted against a cruel world with no one but yourself and the kindness of literal criminals to accomplish an impossible task
It seems to shake something in him, something that’s not your business to ask about but makes him seem fragile in that moment
It’s not a word you’d associate with him yet that’s the only thing you can describe him as in the moment
The dim blue glow of his helmet’s eyes seeming now less intimidating to your smaller shaking form
He then asks how you got away with this so long without the bat (he says it with a certain poison in his voice) didn’t stop this
You just answer that you were just lucky in evading his notice. You were careful not to gain public attention and just focused on your job (his fists tightened a bit at this wording)
He helps you after this, dropping you off at Harley and Ivy’s
He seems hesitant in letting you go but trusts your decision enough once he sees the two fuss over you from a distance
He appears commonly to you after that. Inviting you to sit atop the old Gotham library with a bag of Dairy Queen in hand
It makes you wonder if he has younger siblings, if this is how it felt to be cared for by a older brother
You used to wonder what that felt like along with having parents. It makes your normally hollow chest feel warm and fuzzy
Couple months later he ends up working with batman. Whatever disagreement with the man now resolved as his uniform now has a red bat added to his chest
Your initially nervous until he promises not to “rat you out to the old man” as he put it
He opens up a bit more during your talks with him. Talking of how he grew up in the slums, had to rely on himself to survive just as you do
It’s kinda comical to see the gun wielding, motorcycle driving, leather jacket clad vigilante talk about Jane Austen but it certainly becomes a fun pastime as you work on an english essay
Just like the Gotham Sirens he worries. But even more than they do
He suggests tagging along with you on some of your hunts but you decline. Appreciating the sentiment but making a clear line in what you are comfortable with.
He accepts but there’s still a sense of worry that seems to claw at him everytime he finds you with cuts, bruises and dried blood caking your elaborate uniform
Eventually during your meetups with him your talk of pride and prejudice is interrupted by Nightwing
It’s kinda awkward sitting there eating ice cream with Rigel as the two grown men bicker like brothers about you
You end up leaving midway though to hunt again
But then the blue wearing hero ends up finding you much to your displeasure of just wanting to get back to work
He’s much more cheery and charismatic compared to Red hood. More of a people person by how he easily seems to break down your hesitation to talk to him
Like hood he’s definitely worried for you but seems to hide it a bit better with humour and general polite talk
You notice he does acrobatics a lot, leading to you asking him him about it
He kinda ends up being your teacher and you now know how to cartwheel and a few other tricks
Like hood he promises not to tell Batman he even jokes that at this point he should get red Robin and Robin so Batman is the last to know
He talks about a variety of subjects but kinda focuses in on how you have a healthy way to relive the stress you have
Doesn’t exactly approve of you stopping by the Gotham sirens for that but he relents after red hood calls him out on also being friends with villains before (an apparently more than friends in some cases?)
Both he and Red hood argue quite a bit but it’s funny especially when it has both grown men throwing fries at one another like 10 year olds
He has you swear not to drink coffee cause apparently red Robin is addicted to that shit and he doesn’t need another coffee adict
Briefly mentions how he has a friend named Raven whom you should meet
Y’all have mock battles cause he wants to see you in battle. Safe to say he likes the sparkles and the glamour of it all
He finds it interesting that your magical girl weapon can change depending on the situation and still looks cute
Those once cold and lonely nights that you spent fighting evil shadow creatures has changed seemingly for the better
Despite the fact that frost nips at your fingertips through your gloves, attempting to suck the warmth from your flesh you feel oddly warm inside
During the day your a seemingly normal 15 year old student at Gotham academy. Someone who blends into the Background, someone who no one really knows about but doesn’t question why
The only really noticeable thing about you is your above average grades and quiet nature
You're just known as that one seemingly nice student. That’s really the only thing people can label you as, you don’t really mind.
It was your goal to be unnoticeable, to just be another face to everyone.
It kinda becomes a bit complicated though as through your normal school year you notice the infamous Damien Wayne seemingly gaining an interest in you?
Odd. You never really interacted with him other than polite hello’s and the occasional moment you’d sit near somewhat near him in the library for lunch
Hell he wasn’t even in the same grade as you. He was 13, you never even had a project or something that led you to actually talk to him.
And now for some reason he decided to have a curiosity in you. The one thing you didn’t want happening.
During lunch you end up eating in random places. Randomly Rotating between areas and locations like the courtyard, library, empty classrooms and the gym
He’s smart though, scarily so. Almost as if he was experienced in tracking people down. Leaving you light on your toes as you dance to weave past and try to outsmart and outlast him until the bell rings
It doesn’t get any better when you leave for the end of the though. He waits for a few minutes by the front of the school, limo ready to take him home yet he still tries to spot you as you leave.
Eventually you up and ask him why he's been stalking you for the past 2 weeks, turns out Damien saw Rigel and wanted to pet them plus his older brothers encouraged him to make a friend
Safe to say he got to pet Rigel who crawled out your bag and scurried up his arm
The friend bit is a bit more complicated
You never had a friend your age after gaining your abilities. Being so busy had deterred people at the orphanage before you ran off, faked some paperwork and found yourself an apartment who didn’t ask questions as long as you paid for rent.
You had purposefully made yourself invisible to everyone, to avoid becoming gaining attention and becoming attached knowing they’d leave you for being so busy
You know you should say no but…your heart tugs at the somewhat nervous look he has in his eyes despite how much he tries to hide it along with the feeling of joy clawing at your heart
For the first time at school you smile genuinely as you nod. His eyes light up with joy, a small somewhat prideful smile painting his face
Your days at school after this are much more eventful, less of a cycle like it was before
Due to your new friendship with the elusive and loner wayne it causes some stir but the young boy quickly silences all hushed talking with his infamous glare
He’s actually quite fun to be around, always talking about his pets or how his step-brothers were a pain in the ass
He still sometimes has an attitude but you got to eventually see past that. To see the real Damien who nerded out over random animal facts or had his dog as his screensaver
It took a long time to get to this point but you don’t find yourself regretting the decision because of the fact he’s understanding of you being busy or having a far off look in your eyes that looked eternally tired.
His are the same sometimes, drained and empty of colour and life
You asked him one day while you both ate lunch in the courtyard, laying down on the dark green grass, why he decided out of all people to befriend you. The wallflower, the name without a face, the kid whom everyone just knew as nice and that’s it
He said it's because of your eyes. How they reminded him of himself, not in personality per say but in the fact they held untold secrets and a weight that no one else but you would understand.
That day he invited you to his home. The glorious wayne manor as to finally meet his canine friend Titus
It feels kinda out of nowhere but with some hesitance you agree, hopping into the limo that picked him up everyday as a old butler greeted you with a surprised smile
Damien greets him with the same fondness he seemed to hold for you, introducing the older british man as Alfred
#dc x reader#batfam x reader#platonic#jason todd x reader#Damien Wayne x reader#Dick Grayson x reader#poison ivy x reader#Harley quin x reader#riddler x reader#penguin x reader#based off of my love for madoka magica and sailor moon#plus pretty cure#this is really long#like#magical girl y/n
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Could you do a Harley Quinn X Male Reader fluff like a tribute to Arleen Sorkin who just passed recently she was the voice for Harley in the batman animated series
Harley skips in with a tray of muffins…
Harley: baby! How abouta muffin for my muffin?
Y/N takes one and gives Harley a kiss…
Harley: oh that one was banana nut, that’s extra (winks)
Y/N: you’re terrible
Y/N pulls a giggling Harley into their lap and kisses her lips and then her neck and so on…
Thanks for all the laughs, Arleen Sorkin. I will miss you
#dc comics incorrect quotes#dc comics fluff#dc comics imagine#dc comics#harley quinn#harley quin cosplay#harley quinn x you#harley quinn x reader#harley quinn imagine#batman the animated series#dcau#arleen sorkin
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Does anyone have poison ivy x Harley quin x reader fanfiction recs? I think it would fix me.
#harley quinn#poison ivy#x reader fanfiction#batman#harley quin x poison ivy#im completely serious#please.
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The Joker To My Harley (N.R)
Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader
Summary: While Natasha is trying to hide her fear, she gets another surprise. (College AU)
A/n: Welcome to the first fic of my Halloween event! Happy reading!
Warning: Just fluff with Nat, with a little humor and swearing words. lol.
Requested: Yes by @marvelwoman-sugarbaby .
Prompts: 10. "Nope, I'm Not Scared. Not at all." , 11. "Is that red syrup? Please tell me it's red syrup." 12. "I paid $50.00 for this haunted house. I better die."
Halloween Masterlist || Main Masterlist
Halloween, one of the main things besides the crunchy dead reddish orange leaves that Natasha loves from Fall season. For some reason, Natasha always thought that Fall has a romantic vibe with a little spooky touch in the beginning of it. She loves it that the air feels crisp and cool with falling leaves, let alone the color around. For the spooky side, she loves halloween’s eerie vibes with all the fake decorations but mostly, Natasha loves all the parties.
For people who don’t know her, It is really surprising to know that she loves to party. They will think that she is one of those medical students who loves to study all the time.
Natasha has very good grades in her classes. She loves the major she picks. Sports are her other interest and that’s why she is one of the best softball players in her college team. Like a cherry on top, she also practices martial arts.
Despite all of those interests and qualities she has, there is one thing that nobody really knows, Natasha hates haunted houses. Well, scratch that. Actually, she is scared of them. She thinks it’s ridiculous for one to pay to get in just to be scared in a maze that is called a house. Of course, she doesn’t want anybody to know her weakness, not even her best friend, Wanda.
The idea of telling you about her being scared of going to haunted houses is also a big NO. She likes you, a lot. She wants to give you the best impressions she can. She wants you to see her as someone who is strong and can protect you even though you are older and taller than her.
You and Natasha met at the campus three days seminar that she organized. You were one of the sports medicine doctors at that time. Chemistries and sparks were there between you two. On the last day, she finally gathered herself to ask for your number. Since then, you and Natasha have been talking, spending time or going out together.
“I can’t believe you guys make me do this.” Nat complains complete with a pout and shaking her head.
“Nat, cheer up. It’s not that bad. It will be fun.” Wanda tries to convince her as they are in line to go to a huge haunted house.
“I paid $ 50.00 for this haunted house. I better die.” the redhead with the blonde wig retorts, annoyance sounds crystal clear in her tone. “Well, don’t die please. Don’t you remember that we are going to Bucky’s party after this? You know how he throws parties, it will be awesome!” Pietro’s accent floats into her ears.
“Yeah, Romanoff. You have been excited for this party. Why are you so cranky? Is it because your girlfriend can’t come?” Tony teases through his question.
“Because I don’t know what’s the fun of going to this haunted house before we go to Bucky’s party, all dressed up in our costumes. Like I always say, it’s stupid to pay to go to haunted house just to be scared by the people who works here. Also, y/n is not my girlfriend..yet.” Natasha’s disappointment shows up on her face as she said the last sentence.
Natasha almost didn’t want to come to the party after she found out that you can’t come with her due to your work trip to another state. She has been talking about this party and telling their best friends how much she hopes that she will go with you as a couple. As much as she wants it to happen, you haven't made your move just yet and it starts to concern her if you really want to be in a relationship with her.
If it wasn't for her friends' constant teasing and invitation, she wouldn't be standing here in her Harley Quin costume.
"Not yet? I thought that you two had been going out together many times?" Vision expresses his curiosity as he hugs Wanda from behind.
"Yes, they have, Vis but y/n haven't made a move yet." Wanda answers on her behalf.
“Yeah, maybe she’s too busy with her work to think about it.” The Russian asserts. Her hopes disintegrated.
“Then make a move. Why wait for her? You have been the one who do it. You asked her number and you asked her out too. So, take control of it.” The silver haired Maximoff twins chimes in nonchalantly
“Pietro is right, Nat. Just ask her when she comes back. Then see what she said and you know what to do after that.” The younger Sokovian shows her agreement with her brother.
“Yeah, even if I’m gonna do it, she’s not here now. This is ridiculous, I’m here all dressed up like Harley Quinn but without my Joker, to get jump scared before going to a party.” she stated as her jaw clenched right after that. Disappointment sagged through her. She gave you a hint a few times how much she is really into you and wants to be your girlfriend and her halloween costume is one of them. She told you that she will be Harley Quin and you’ll be her Joker. You laughed as you agreed to her easily but that was it. She started to think if you are that oblivious.
“Well, alright Joker-less Harley, stop complaining…because it is our turn to get in. Ladies first..” Tony teases his shorter best friend and swings his hand towards the entrance of the haunted house to let Natasha to walk in first.
"And.. Why do I have to go in first?” She asks.
“Uh, because we are in the front line.” Tony replied quickly. With that Natasha walks in, followed by the rest of them. Little does she know, Tony and the others are helping you to plan for Nat a surprise visit so she can go to the party with you, as a couple.
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Fake screams fill the room. Sudden loud bangs force its way to be heard and Natasha jumps a little because of that. Everybody knows Nat swears but the frightening intensity in the room really brings the amount of swearing words jumps out of her lips a lot more. She bit back a scream so she won’t look like a scaredy pants. Tony and Pietro are here so she knows better not to scream if she doesn’t want them to keep making fun of her for the whole semester.
Sinister laughs echo loudly. Her heart pounding fast, she swears she can hear it. She grabs Tony’s hand so tightly. “Argh, Romanoff, you are killing me. That hurts!” Tony exclaimed.
“Shut up Tony! That’s what you got when you make me to go into this fucking haunted house.” She answers but her eyes carefully looking around, preparing if someone jumps in front of her again. Wanda follows behind her with Vision and Pietro.
Wanda notices how tense Natasha is but it doesn’t stop her to poke fun out of it. “Watch out over there, Nat!” She screams behind her with a sudden fake warning to scare her. Of course, Natasha lets out a panic scream as her body jolts and she raises both of her hands up. “Arrgh! What the hell, Wanda?!” she complains in such exasperation after she realizes what Wanda was up to. Her eyebrows furrowed, the color drained out of her face. Wanda laughs out loud with the others.
“I didn’t know that the tough Natasha is actually a scaredy cat.” Vision joked as he snorted a laugh. “Aw, Natty, are you scared?” Pietro asks her in a teasing baby-talk then laughs a little more as they all keep walking, slowly.
“Nope, I’m not scared. Not at all.” Natasha denies it wholeheartedly even though she is internally screaming.
“Then walk in front of us if you are not scared.” Tony slightly pushes Natasha to walk in front of everybody as if she is the leader of the group. “Gosh, I hate you guys.” she mumbles under her breath as she continues to walk further to save her dignity. One killer clown shows up and growls so loud in front of her. Natasha screams “Oh for fuck sake! Come on! A fucking killer clown? Seriously? I swear I will kick–” before even Natasha can finish her words, fog was blown and floating in her surroundings. The loud sound of the fog machine's sudden blows really made her stomach knotted.
“Tony, you better walk side by side with me.” Natasha demands, vexation sounds obvious in her voice. She didn’t get any response from Tony and that’s when she realizes that his hand is no longer in her grip. She doesn’t hear her friends’ voices nor laughters. She turns around only to find none of them there.
“Guys? Oh come on! This is not funny! Get your asses here right this second!” Natasha yells in whispers frustratedly. She still gets no answer as she looks around to find them.
“Wanda! If you don’t show up, you're gonna have to cook and do dishes for a freaking whole month for me, Wands!” She warns her roommate. “Tony, I don’t care, your dad is going to pay hospital bill of any ghosts or clowns or whoever jumps in front of my fucking face again that I will punch!” This time her warning is louder. She waits for a few seconds, hoping they will show up but it’s all the same.
“Alright! All of you forgot I drove here with you guys. I’m gonna leave you guys here! I swear I will!” Natasha drops her last ultimatum. She takes a deep breath and positions her clenched fists in front of her as if she is ready to fight while she walks further.
You chuckle a little behind the stack of hays, seeing how adorable yet feisty she is. Fortunately, she didn’t hear it. Tony’s friend let you hide before they came, you are all dressed up as The Joker to match with her couple theme costume. You tiptoe slowly, get closer from behind. You are thrilled that your plan works.
As soon as your hand gently grabs her shoulder, Natasha gasps and turns around quickly. Everything happens so fast, you didn’t even see her fist come to you. Before you know it, a hard punch lands on your nose. You saw a flash of light for a second. Pain shoots up to your nose.
In a millisecond, you scream in pain. “Ouuuch! MY NOSE!!!” both of your hands cover your hurt nose. “Oh my God! That hurts!” You exclaimed in agony one more time as you randomly paced back and forth, then slightly bending over with your eyes closed, trying to suppress the pain. She instantly recognizes your voice.
“Y/n? Y/n, is that you?” Natasha looks closer to you.
“Yes, Natty! It’s me!” You answered as you shook your head as if it helps to shake the pain away.
“Oh my God! Why are you– What are you doing here?!” She asks and she grabs you by your shoulder, to look at you and make sure you are okay. Confusion screams loud through her facial expression.
“Why did you punch me?” You ask and finally Wanda, Vision, Tony and Pietro show up.
“Well, you grabbed my shoulder when you are all in psycho criminal clown makeup in the middle of a haunted house, what do you expect?” she points out her reason while she helps you to stand up straight.
“Oh my god, y/n! Are you okay?” Wanda asks worriedly. “Geez, Nat. You punched her pretty good.” Pietro comments.
“I told you, this would be a bad idea.” Tony casually remarks at you.
“Wait, you guys know that Y/n was here?” Natasha questions. “Yes, Nat. They know. I wanted to give you–” You halfway answer her until Nat interrupts her in such a panic tone.
“Is that red syrup? Please tell me it’s red syrup.” Her eyes widened as she pointed at the blood that slowly flows out of your nose and asks. “What do you expect to come out after you punch someone in the nose, Nat?” You return her own words in a playful sarcasm after you try to hold your nose, preventing more blood from coming out. Medic came with a first aid kit and security led all of you out of the haunted house safely.
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"I'm sorry y/n. I didn't know it was you." She apologizes genuinely as her hand rubs your back. "It's okay, Nat. I just want to surprise you because my work was done early." You explain.
"Well, you really did." She giggles and her cheeks turn rosie. Nat is very excited that you came back from your trip, her eyes drinking the view of you in awe.
Seeing you put effort into wearing the joker costume just how she wants it to go to the party with her makes her feel giddy. Her green eyes sparkling with little hearts but she is more concerned about your pain and she selflessly decides "Guys, I'm not gonna go to the party. I will drop you off and I will take care of Y/n, she is still in pain." Natasha announced.
Her friends look as surprised as you are with what they just heard and then they avert their gaze at you because they know that it's not your plan. "What? No.. No.. I’m okay. We are still going. That's why I'm here, to go to the party with you, as your girlfriend." You hold her hand and you look her in the eye.
Nat softly gasps from your words. Her heart skittered. She can't help herself to smile. Her eyes twinkle. "W-what?" She asks in excited disbelief.
"Yes, Natasha. You have my heart since the first time our eyes met. Every little thing you do, I adore them all. Can I be your girlfriend?” You ask as both of you stand closer to each other, one of your hands gently pushes away her red hair. Her spirit soared and happiness bloomed inside her. Your heart leaped, exultation surged through you.
The gap between your and her face is slowly thinning. “Yes, of course. I thought you’d never ask.” she answers in soft whisper, her soothing voice sounds like melody. Her smile is one of the best things about her you see. As soon as your lips almost reach her into a kiss you hear a phone camera click. Both of you look at where the sound comes from.
“I will definitely not forget this picture. Where else can you see a joker with a napkin shoved up in her nose almost kissing her Harley Quinn with a messy crooked wig, right?” Tony teases and then shows it to Wanda, Pietro and Vision.
Pietro laughs out loud. “I am so not letting this go for the whole semester, Romanoff.”
Wanda laughs a little. “Guys, come on. Let them have their moment. Okay, Y/n, Nat, don’t listen to these idiots and have your kiss.” She looks at both of you in adoration then pulls Tony and Pietro by their ears to walk away from you and Nat.
You pull out the napkin out of your nose. “There, no more napkins in the nose.” You joke. “Be careful, I don’t want the red syrup all over my face after I kiss you.” Natasha replies with another joke and with that her hands cup your face and pull you to give you her sweet kiss. Her kiss that’s sweeter than any halloween treats.
A/n: Welp, that's all for today! Let me know what you think. Follow me for more. Reblog and comments are highly appreciated!
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Bnha class x Poison ivy power reader bc slay
Toga himiko x reader
Headcanon/drabble thing
• everyone loves your makeup
• definitely best friends with Mina or Uraraka
• you do stand with Todoroki or near him so you guys got some bond
• once you guy move into the dorms your room is full of plants.
•And a huge carnivorous plant is in the room. that scares everyone but you just pet the plants head
• you also become friends with Kota from the love of plants and animals.
• you team up with Iida to parent everyone which is very scary
• your the go to nurse rather then going to the real nurse.
• Denki’s definitely has goes to you for splinters
• You do make dinner with Bakugo the only time you two tolerate each
• When the lov attack Toga always try’s to fight with you. She’s your Harley Quin ♥️
• Tho you do get kidnapped which she loves
• the league try’s to make you join but you hate Dabi to much
“Come on just join us.”
“I am Nature's arm. Her spirit. Her will. Hell, I am Mother Nature. Why would I join a group that harms us?”
“The heroes are bad people not us!”
“You both are.”
“THEN WHY NOT JOIN?”
• Shigaraki just walks away after
• you get Dabi to kiss you so he passes out
“Men, the most absurd of God's creatures. We give you life and we can take it away just as easily.” Slay!
“I want a kiss!”
“You stupid girl she’ll kill you!”
• Shigaraki goes to hurt ya but All Might saves the day.
• you help with the fight then when the other save you, you just stay fighting
• you do leave once all of the other villains leave not wanting to die
• you hadn’t told anyone about your full quirk till after the fight
“So what can you do?”
“My blood is aloe, my skin is chlorophyll, and my lips are filled with poison. I control plants and can make them.”
“So is that Dabi guy dead?”
“No my lips just make you fall asleep.”
“So that’s why you didn’t let me drank from your cup?”
“Yes.”
• you and Bakugo do get closer from the kidnapping but still have a dislike for each other
• the girls go to you when they need help with guys
•you only go to the mall to protect them, not that they can’t do it themselves.
“Hey mamas!”
“Aww pretty boy want a kiss?”
“Kinda want more then that mamas.”
“Mmm, just one kiss and I’ll show you everything you see plus everything you don’t.” Man’s drooling but so sad he passes out after your little kiss.
• Toga goes undercover as Mina just to get closer to you, though you find out and bring her into your dorm.
“Darling? If you wanted to see me could’ve just came in.”
“You remember me!?”
“How could I forget such a cute face like yours?”
“Can I pleases get some blood? I bet yours is so sweet and yummy!”
“Oh honey, my blood isn’t for eating. It’s aloe which just leaves an awful taste in your pretty little mouth.”
“But-!”
“Darling I have to go make dinner for my babies. Why don’t you go home for me?” She leaves but definitely comes back at nighttime twice a week.
• the teachers love you
• Midnight loves your hero outfit and helps with your winter design
•  Aizawa and you are similar in ways. You both care about the class and are scary when mad or when they get on your bad side. Plus you both are moody and got a goofy girlfriend/husband.
• you hate All Might and he’s scared of you. Often you correct him on a lot of stuff. No one knows why you hate him but you do.
• Mic is also scared of you but still loves ya. You guys both listen to music together or you teach him about plants
• Toga tells you abt overhaul, which your pissed about and do try to kill him but fail to do so.
• dude like 5ft away from you and is wearing a mask. You can’t kiss him, blow your perfume or powder. And it’s really hard to get plants through concrete.
•but Toga try’s to help you because she upset about big sis. She vents to you abt it.
• When Eri comes around you love her!
“Pretty.”
“Thank you darling. Your so pretty as well. Want to play with some plants and butterflies?”
“Mhm!” You guys play in your room.
• your the only one Aizawa let’s babysit by yourself
• You make plants and make Eri fly sometime.
• you teach her to read and take care of plants
• she even recycle which you are so happy!
• for Christmas you get her, her very first plant
•  Aizawa freaks out when it dies and calls you
• you tell him what the plant is so he can just rebuy one when needed and when to water it incase she forgets
• Toga also gives you plants when she can
• she’ll give you carnivorous plants or red plants that reminds her of blood
• you give her a tomato plant so she can stab the fruit instead of animals plus she can eat them
• y’all in love and you probably do become a villain and you stay a hero so you get more info
• you still hate the league so you don’t join
• she’ll probably do your dirty work and kills everyone who says they have a crush on you or kisses you
• Mother Nature and her favorite plant in her garden a Langsdorffia (also known as a vampire plant)
Part two
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~*~shimazama imagines 3~*~
reader x shimano x kazama, circus AU, majima is the ringmaster. clowns, teasing, poly relatinoship
THE 3 bigest clown’s in the circus were shimano, kaxma, and you. but of all three, shimano is the biggest and visitors come from everywhere all around to see his big top show, the Hroghhn which is the grand finale of every Circus Act.
Tonight the show was about to start and you are hainging out with shiman and kazmaum in the Big Top. shimano is wearing a ruffled collar and harley quin outfit and kasama in his hobo clown outfit (its an homage to historical trope and he doesnt know its offensive). all three have massive RED nose’s. and you are sitting in shimanos lap while kazuna is kissing him on his nec because you were all afraid that this may be the circus last show, the ring master has been having financiel troubles and the circu’s tent big top stripd tent has the morld problem because of that.
“EVERYONE GET READY FOR THE WHO NOW” majima hollard, cracking his Ring Master Whip. kazam really likes the wip and he let out a gentle moan, “oh kaxdma “ shimano said and he is also kissing you. “oh Y/N” he hrongled. all 3 of you are on shimanos lap.
“TIME TO GO THE AUDEINCE IS HERE!’ majima scremd and you all rushed into your clowns costume’s, kazadnma paussing only to trip humorously on his oversized clow’s shoe’s, making you all laught delightfuly and give another sensual kiss, your clown make up is getting messed up in the heat
during the whole circu’s perforamnace shimano and kamxns are making ‘bedroom eyes’ at you, a deep sensual gazes under one normal and one Very Bushy set of eyebrowns, you let out a gasp and nearly dropped your Juggling Balls, trmebing with Desire. but lukily you can finishe the routinge and tightope walk before you lose it and JUMP back into shimanos lap (with kamzsaz behind). when you walked in the Small Top “WAT R YOU DOINGE” majima blepped! you almost dorped your Jugging Balls again! from a Gap in the mlody curtains you saw those 2 deep sensual gazes and during the Uni Cycle show kazmaz is making a lewd signal at you, you can barely wait until the show end so you can
“enyway you have to focus or i fired you” majima bloews! “and what the hlee is wrong with yor clown’s make up!!!1!!”
in the acrobats routine shiman is secretly kissing on your leg! this is really a bit much! your trongle with anticipaiont as his lips on your CLown Leg
finally after more sensual moment’s it is time for the Grande Final. the lights are low and shimano is coming into the Big Top with a spot light on him. kazam wispered “i know you can do it big Shim’ and you held his hand sensual as clown nose honked. you are filed with love for them, it’s not just about your bodies and clown’s.
in the center Ring chimano looked around with imperious gaze and finaly his beady eyes land on you and shimano and kzaama and he suckd in a deep breath to file his lung’s with air for the grand finale. he tok in a deep Breath and loked right at you, you gesped
and shimano let out a massive BLEP: HROOGOGNNGNGNNN !! it filed the whole circus.
the cuustomeres went wild!! the scusmonrs payed so much that majima can buy a whole new Big Top Stripd. as you hrognle together you colwn’s makeups are smeered together, mingling on your skin like the traces of love..
reblog if you liked it please
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So warm and tender
Tony Stark x Daughter!reader
A/n: Hello! finally the last part of Ember. I hope you guys like it and sorry for making y’all wait so long for the confrontation lol)
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Y/n’s POV
“Aunt Pam?!” you say in shock as you stop struggling against the vine wrapped around your body.
“Y/n, is it really you?” your aunt said as the vine loosened its grip and gently lowered you on the ground. “ Where have you been? Everyone has been going crazy looking for you”
You don’t answer as you look at your aunt. You didn’t realise you missed her as much as you did but now all you want to do is throw yourself in her arms. So you did.Pam, sensing you needed comfort rather than an interrogation, wrapped her arms around you. “I missed so much my Petal.”
With those five words, all the hurt and pain you bottled up came out. and you cried.
As you cried, your aunt looked at the girl she hasn’t seen in eight years, and wondered what she’s been going through and if she did the right thing by giving you to your father all those years ago.
“Petal, I think you need to explain what’s going on”
You look up and sniff, “ Yeah, i think an explanation is well in order.” and you tell her everything. From the years of being ignored by your father, your last argument, the two weeks you spent in captivity, and your new powers.
“ And that’s when I found you.” You finish looking at the grim faces of Pam and the other woman, who now that you think about it looks really familiar.
“Oh, you poor puddin’!” you found your face being squished between two ands and then you were comically pressed against a body in a tight hug.
“Don’tcha worry bout a thing, me and Pammy will take care of everything, you just sit here and---” This seems familiar...
“ Harley, I don’t think she can breathe.” “Oh right, now you remember, it the blonde woman who used to sneak into the apartment”. You think to yourself as you struggle to get loose from her grip. You hear someone snicker and see Danny looking at the commotion.
“ Shut up Danny, where have you been?” You say, forgetting that you’re the only one who can see him.
“Exploring, do you thing she could hug me like that too?”
“ If you weren’t already dead, I’m sure they would kill you for that comment”
Pam and Harley look at each other in concern as it seems like you’re talking to yourself.
“ Hey kid, if you’re gonna talk to yourself, try an’ do it when other people can’t see you, like me.” The blonde says as if someone talking to themselves was a daily occurrence for her. You explain that with your powers, you were basically dead and can speak and see other dead people. Hearing that, Pam’s expression darkened
“He let you die?” she said in a grim tone. All the vines and plants in the room started whipping around angrily as if they were looking for the person who wronged you. It was then when you realized it wasn’t your Auntie Pam who taught you how to plant petunias you were looking at, this was Poison Ivy.
“ Men, you can never trust em’. Well, whadda say little flower, ya up for a little premeditated murder?” and that was the infamous Harley Quinn.
“ It would’ve been nice to know that you’re related to scary criminals y/n....” Danny said in a fearful voice. And if you were being honest you just found out that your aunt Pam was also the Poison Ivy but to be fair you haven’t seen her since you were like eight.
“I don’t want to kill him” you finally say. “ I don’t want anything to do with him. Nor his precious Spiderling.” The plants calm down as Ivy calmed down and was your aunt Pam again. “ What do you want to do?” she asks.
You think to yourself and say,” I want him to know how he made me feel, and then I want to stay with you.” Your aunt and Harley froze when you said that.
“Petal, there is nothing I want more than for you to stay with me again,” She started, “ But it isn’t safe for you to stay.” Your eyes started to water
“But I-I have powers now, I can defend myself! I won’t be any trouble, it’ll be like I’m not even here” At this point, anything was better than going back to being invisible. “Please...I don’t want to go back...”
Hearing the desperation in your voice broke Pams, Harleys, and Danny's heart. Pam because this was the daughter of her closest friend. She vowed to protect you from anything the day you came to her after losing your mother. Seeing you like this just reminded her how she, in her mind, has failed you. Seeing you so desperate to get away from the man who broke your heart reminded Harley of herself. The nights she would sneak into the tiny apartment you shared with Pammy, in hopes of escape only to get drawn back with empty promises. So yeah, she had a small soft spot for you. And Danny, you were the only person who saw him after months of being invisible. He felt like he needed to help you in your mission to get your father regret ignoring you.
“Hey Pammy...maybe we should call him...” Harley started to suggest.
“NO, I’d rather drink weed killer than go to that...orphan collector for help.” the red head spat. “ No. We’ll figure it out but she can stay here for now.”
Hearing that you had a place to call home now, gave you the motivation to go and confront your father. Not only for ignoring you, but for leaving you in that..cell for two weeks. He didn’t even attempt to look for you as far as you knew. You’d have thought at least one of the other Avengers would have came to save you. But no one came. After all those years, no one came.
“Y/n.. your eyes” Danny whispered, his cold hand touching your arm snapped you out of your mind. The neon glow of your eyes faded to your normal e/c.
“ Aunt Pam, Harley is there any way you guys can get me to New York and back?” You ask, finally ready to confront your father.
“ Well....” Harley say as with a smirk
~~~~~~~~~one terrifying ride on a stolen batplane later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Upon arriving to New York you made Pam and Harley wait a few blocks away from the tower, as you really didn’t want the Avengers to find out your aunt was a wanted criminal. You “went ghost” as Danny like to call it and snuck into the Tower with ease. You then snuck into your room, seeing everything covered in a layer of dust as no one has been in there for over two weeks. You packed a bag and filled it with some clothes, books and a picture of you and your mother. You took that bag and walked to the door, looking around at the room that was both you prison and safe space. It was decorated with multiple trophies, medals, and ribbons all from the multiple sports and clubs you joined to impress your father. Not like that ever happened. Danny wander around looking at the multiple teams photos you had hung up.
“ You’re a volleyball girl?” he said, “ Huh. I’d never have had guessed.”
You rolled your eyes as you finished packing. “ Hey I have a job for you.” you say turning to him. “ I need you to go to the control room and turn off the power for thirty minutes. Then turn it back on and come find me in the common room.”
“ Yes ma’am” Danny says, saluting and disappearing through the wall before he comes back. “Ummm, wheres the control room?”
You roll your eyes and explain how to get to the control room and wait. When the lights go out and you’ll make your move. Your father would have to pass through the common room to get to the control room from his lab, which you assume he’ll be. There you’ll be waiting for him.
The lights go out. It’s showtime.
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Tony's POV
The team spent three more days searching for you. They followed every lead and half of the team even flew out to the building that collapsed an hour ago. Tony, Steve, and Natasha stood behind to look at more clues. It was a little past midnight, and both Steve and Natasha went to bed leaving Tony to tinker in his lab. Tony was making improvements to a certain spider suit as he thought about what his daughter said to him before she went missing.
“Sir, there seems to be someone in Y/--” FRIDAY started to say when the power cut out.
“FRIDAY??” Tony questioned as he walked out to check the control room, making sure to get his nano bracelet just incase. As he walked down the hallway he thought about waking up Steve and if he was brave enough to wake Natasha when he heard it.
“Hi daddy.”
Tony stopped dead in his tracks as he looked up in disbelief. The lights turned back on to reveal his daughter. Wearing a black halter top, spandex leggings, grey boots with elbow length gloves. She looked skinny, as if she hadn’t had a proper meal in the weeks she was gone. And for some reason the air was cold in the room. But there she stood.
‘Y/n” Tony said breathlessly.
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Y/n pov
As you wait for Tony to walk in,you look around the common room and reminisce. You think about the time when you first moved in, and you got lost trying to find the bathroom and accidently walked into Natashas room. YOu thought she was going to kill you but ended up walking you to the restroom and back to your room. Or when you made the volleyball team way back in eighth grade, and you ran home to tell your dad but ended up telling the whole team, who were rarely all together, and they all took you out to get ice cream, minus Tony. You had to admit, even though your dad didn’t pay attention to you, Nat and Steve did. As well as the whole team, but those two really became the parental figures in your life. That’s why it hurt when not even they came for you. Even they had forgotten you.
“Hi daddy” you said in a mocking voice. Your father stopped dead in his tracks, as he looked you over in disbelief.
“Y/n”, he said in a breathless voice.
“Oh, you remember my name?” You say in an sarcastic tone. “ Didn’t seem like you did when you left me in a hydra cell for two weeks.”
Hearing that you were a prisoner of Hydra made Tony’s blood freeze.
“Hydra? Oh Y/N are you okay? What did they do to you?” He asked frantically as he walk towards you with the intent of checking if you were injured. You jerk away from him, avoiding his touch and say
“ Oh, I’m wonderful. Just so fucking fantastic. I was just experimented on and injected with various liquids that caused excruciating pain. No big deal”
“ Y/n..we spent days trying to look for you. Me and the team--”
“You and the team what Tony? I was there for two weeks. TWO WEEKS I WAS POKED AND PRODDED. I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE.” You scream, anger filling your heart as you remember the agony you went through. You think about the scratches on the wall of the cells, the taunts from the guards, and screams of the undead.
“ You have no idea what I went through. What I’m going through.” You say, feeling your body grow colder as you lose control and start to shift. “ You don’t care about me. If I were Parker, you would have saved mem within SECONDS.”
“That's not true. Y/N you have no idea how much I love you.” Tony tries to say. He’s filled with the need to tell you everything he didn’t tell you before. “I know I haven’t always been the best father. Trust me I know that now. But if you give me a chance, I want to make everything right. Please.”
You didn’t think it would go like this. In fact you were not at all prepared for Tony to say this. You expected to walk in on him continuing his life as normal, tinkering in his lab and such. You had always yearned to hear him say those words to you. But now, they just fill you with anger.
“You think you could just tell me what I want to hear and what? I’ll just act like nothing happened?? I know you’re not that stupid.” You spit, the room growing colder as you get angrier. “ It’s too late for all that Tony. I’m not the same girl i was two weeks ago.i won;t take it any longer.”
“Y/n..your eyes” Tony says as he slowly starts to put his gauntlet bracelet on, realising that you are becoming a threat.
“ Oh do you like them?”, You ask “ This is what happened when they injected me. I can also do this.” You shift, shades of blue taking over brown skin. Tony stared at you in awe and a bit of fear.
“ Y/n this isn’t you. I know you’re angry but--” “ Isn’t me?” You interrupt.” You don’t know me. You don’t know what I’m like. And even if you did the old me died in that cell. Literally I died” You and Tony stared at each other. and that's when you heard the doors open. Two sets of footsteps started rushing to the commotion.
“Y/N some red head and beefy blonde are on their way” You hear Danny say as you realize you had to wrap it up. If anyone can convince you to stay, it’s Steve and Nat.
“ It doesn’t matter anymore Tony.” you say as you start walking to the window. “ I can’t stay here anymore. There’s nothing for me. You win. Peter can be the child you always wanted cause from now on, consider me dead.” and with that, you phase threw the window and let yourself fall, knowing that you won’t actually fall as you can fly.
Tony freaks out and calls for his suit, only to see a blue blur shoot up and across the sky. Then he just sits there and stares. The footsteps reach the common room and he hears someone ask
“ Stark..what was all the yelling. What's going on?”
“she's gone” He says, and that's when he truly realizes his mistake. He became what he never wanted to become. He became his father. And now you were gone.
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DC Drabble December Requests
Hello Everyone!
All of the spots for Drabble December have closed! I’m so glad you guys loved this as much as I did! Now to everyone who requested I will still write your drabbles they just won’t be during december. Feel free to keep requesting DC and otherwise and I look forward to how much you guys are going to (hopefully) like the second part of this month and the drabbles it brings.
#dc drabble december#dick grayson x reader#felicity smoak x reader#oliver queen x reader#jason todd x reader#bruce wayne x reader#harley quin x reader#artemis crock x reader
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Ohhh shit you can do DC? Can I have some (jester) Harley Quinn having a prison date in their cells? I think it would be really cute please thank you 🖤🖤🖤
Oooh I love classic Harley too!
*when you were thrown in Arkham, there was no room in the common quarters so they put you in the high security section, right next to the infamous Harley Quinn herself.
*you were always a bit of a daredevil, so when she would start to harass the guards you would chime in, adding the occasional pun or just some good old dark humor that makes the psychologists come running.
*it soon became a game between the two you: to see who could make the shrinks crack first. Eventually you two ended up getting to know each other pretty well.
*harley was the one to come up with the prison cell date ideas. During lunch hour, you two could chat and would usually end up swapping crazy stories, asking random questions, and gossiping about the other inmates.
*during night hours, when you were sure no one was listening, came the more serious stuff. Harley never lost her sense of humor, but you could tell that there were no lies or distractions. Here you talked about future goals, dreams, and eventually your next escape.
Hopefully that was ok!
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Stay With Me (Rick Flag x Reader)
Word count: 4K
Tags: tss spoilers, more of Harley’s and the reader’s friendship than necessary (sorry not sorry), canon violence and death, injured reader, worried flag, angst, fluff, mutual pining, love confessions, kissing, a lil bit cheesy but happy ending
Summary: Harley is sure colonel Flag has a thing for you, but you’re not so sure. Then, when the mission turns sideways and you get hurt, everything changes.
A/N: first fic on my brand new blog! Idk if anyone will see this yet but oh well, I’m still excited since I love Rick so much 🥰
Cross-posted to ao3 • dceu masterlist • writing masterlist
As you boarded the helicopter and got into your seat, you couldn’t help the way your heart raced a little bit. Missions always excited you in a weird way. Sure, there was the perk of getting time off your sentence, but what you really liked was the adrenaline rush.
Being locked in a cell almost all day everyday was so dull. Your only solace from the boredom inside was the fact your friends were close by. They also both happened to be joining on the mission to Corto Maltese. Well, Harley Quinn would be joining you on the team—Rick Flag would be leading it.
You had no idea where Harley was, all you could see were male faces in the group boarding. Except for Mongal, but you obviously could tell her apart from Harley. Oh, and the Weasel. But once again, there was no way he’d blend in either.
You looked to Colonel Flag, ready to get up and ask him if he was sure Harley was coming, but he was busy directing everyone to their seats. He caught your eye and shot you a quick smirk before returning his focus to herding everyone on board. You ignored the way your cheeks started to feel warm from it.
Your eyes lingered on Rick for a bit longer, secretly loving the authoritative look on his handsome face. Despite the roughness that came with his job, he always looked at you with kindness and treated you as an equal. He talked to you differently than he did everyone else. He had a very obvious soft spot for you (he knew it, you knew it, everyone knew it), but it was never pointed out out loud. You thought it was sweet, but you’d never say that out loud either. You let out a dreamy sigh and turned your head away from him. You couldn’t let him or the others catch you staring.
Across from you, you were shocked to find the Weasel looking at you. It made your eyes go wide and you jumped a little at the sight of the feral looking creature.
Beside you, a weight crashed down and you turned your head again. You were met with Blackguard’s smiling face.
“Hi.”
“Um, hi,” you responded, letting your slight confusion appear on your face. You’d gone on a mission with him maybe only twice, but it was enough that he should know that—
“That’s my seat!” Harley’s voice echoed through the Helicopter. She made her way over and stopped right in front of Blackguard. She looked stunned that he would even dare to sit there.
Blackguard shrugged. “You snooze, you lose,” he said dismissively, focusing back on you. It was starting to become more clear why he wouldn’t give up his spot beside you. “So anyway-”
“Move!” Harley yelled this time, growing frustrated. If she didn’t look like she was about to kill him you would’ve laughed. He ignored her, which led to Harley narrowing her eyes. She leaned down and got in his face and that time you did laugh. “Listen here you little—
“Would you mind letting my friend sit in that seat? Please?” you asked loudly yet sweetly to interrupt her threat.
Blackguard’s cheeky smile grew wider. “What, we can’t be friends?”
Loud footsteps came up from the side. “Blackguard, move,” Flag ordered firmly. He was always looking out for you and even Harley. There was something else in his tone, though. In the stern expression on his face as he stared down Blackguard.
Finally, the bleach-blonde criminal scoffed. “Fine,” he said, obviously reluctant. He stood up and moved to a seat across from you and Harley, landing beside the Weasel. You shot Flag an appreciative smile before he walked away.
“Jeez Louise,” Harley scoffed out as she finally took her seat beside you. “Whatta brat.”
You smirked to yourself. “Maybe try getting here on time,” you said jokingly.
“Oh please,” Harley said sarcastically. “Everyone knows I always sit by you. We’re like a—uh—dynamic duo,” she declared, seemingly proud of herself for coming up with that.
““Dynamic duo”?” you parroted back, amused. “Careful, Harley. You’re gonna make us sound like heroes.”
Harley shrugged. “You maybe, not me.”
You laughed a little at that. “How am I a hero?”
Harley scoffed at your question, which was underlined with sarcasm. “Oh please.” She rolled her eyes dramatically. “You stole money from a bunch of rich jerks and gave it to people who needed it. You’re like, uh, who’s that boy that wears the tights?”
You laughed and ventured a guess. “Robin Hood?”
“Yeah! That’s you,” she retorted, grinning at you.
You looked at her and met her eyes before facing forward again. “Well if that’s true, then why am I sitting here?”
When you first met Harley and you told her why you were in Belle Reve, she had laughed in your face. She didn’t believe you, claiming you were undercover or lying. That only actual bad guys ended up in that prison.
She finally believed you when you revealed one of the “rich jerks” as she had put it that you had stolen from was Bruce Wayne. It made a lot more sense then. Because of the fact that you’d been able to steal money from one of the most well known billionaires in the nation, you were deemed too dangerous to go to any other prison. “Who knows what else she’s capable of?” they would always say.
After that admission, you gained Harley’s trust quickly. She seemed to admire you a bit even. It wasn’t long before you two formulated the strongest friendship you ever had. Now, years later, you were inseparable. Even when Harley got out of prison she came back to visit (and smuggle you out for girls night on more than one occasion, but no one needed to know that).
She still teased you about it, though. That’s just the relationship you had.
Harley pondered over the question for a few seconds, before saying, “they can afford better lawyers?” It came out as a question and you burst out laughing. Harley joined you because hey, it was true.
Harley’s eyes drifted away from you to look past. “Aw, how cute,” she said teasingly.
You furrowed your brows a little and turned to face her again. “What?”
“Loverboy is starin’ at you again.” She gave a smug smile and wiggled her brows.
“Who?”
“Who”?” Harley said mockingly. “Don’t act like you don’t know.” She rolled her eyes when you didn’t say anything, but the cheeky smile remained. “Flag, obviously,” she revealed in a taunting whisper. “He’s got a thing for you.”
As much as you wished it was true, you doubted it. Still, you couldn’t hide the blush that dusted your cheeks at the mere thought. “What? No he doesn’t.”
“Uh, yes he does,” she countered sassily. “He’s always looking at you and worrying about you. He likes you.” Your silence and the look you shot her told Harley you were unconvinced, so she continued. “What? You think it’s a coincidence he’s always leading whatever team you’re on?”
Finally, she got a rise out of you. “That’s his job, Harley.”
“Fine. Sure. Whatever you gotta tell yourself,” she said, acting dismissive.
You wondered what her goal was—she always pushed this so hard. Harley wasn’t an easy read, though. Half the time you had no clue what she was thinking, but she was always persistent about this.
You shot a glance Flag’s way after making a mental note to not look over at him while Harley was basically gossiping about the man. You met his gaze briefly, realizing he had been looking at you, before you both looked away.
You and Harley hadn’t been the only ones chatting, but all noise coincidentally died down in unison. The quiet only lasted for a few moments before everyone got rowdy. Javelin asked about T.D.K’s name, Harley fawned over Javelin’s accent, and Blackguard asked what the Weasel was. He thought it was a dog, Harley thought it was a werewolf. That freaked Blackguard out, causing him to panic. Suddenly everyone was talking over each other, which caused Rick to have to scold the group. You just sat back and laughed.
About a minute later there wasn’t enough time for any more chaos. The helicopter had arrived at the drop point.
You and Harley planned to jump together, letting a few others go first. When you got to the open door, a large hand landed on your back. You looked to your side and found it belonged to Rick.
“I’ll see you down there. Good luck,” he said loudly over the sound of the helicopter. You thanked him with a nod before Harley grabbed your hand and jumped. You went down with her, holding your breath just in time as you hit the water.
It turned out that the Weasel couldn’t swim, so you were already down a team member. You heard Rick yelling about it in frustration from above into his com. Things were already off to a not so great start.
You and Harley started swimming to the shore as you heard one final splash. Colonel Flag had jumped in, meaning the mission had officially begun.
When you two reached the shore together, you and Harley worked to lug a bag containing two guns onto the sand. Harley laughed wickedly as she pulled out the bigger and more destructive of the two for herself. You crouched behind a large rock just at the shoreline near her and waited for Rick, who was close by, to give his command.
Everyone else was too, except for Blackguard. He stepped out despite Colonel Flag demanding he stopped.
Things went from okay to bad to worse very quickly after that.
Next thing you knew, you were being shot at. The task force had been sold out by Blackguard and Waller refused to let your team retreat.
Evidently that was good enough for Harley, so she stood and fired an explosive from her oversized gun. Rick protested but Harley couldn’t be controlled.
He turned and gave you a look that could be compared to a fed up babysitter. You let out a loud laugh despite bullets flying overhead. A smile plastered itself on your face as the rush hit, grabbing your gun. Rick looked at you like you were insane.
“You’re fucking crazy, you know that?” he yelled to you, probably only halfway joking. You turned your head and met his eyes.
“You love it,” you teased, grinning. You looked back forward, missing the expression that told you how right you were.
“Quit flirting and come on!” Harley screamed at you and then began running, trying to get closer.
You took off after her, having no idea what her plan was but trusting her with your life. Flag screamed your name but you were already gone. Harley was running at full speed, dodging bullets with an energized look on her face. She thrived in chaos.
You fired your gun as you ran, unsure if you even hit any targets. Turns out you had and suddenly more members of the army focused on trying to take you down. You spotted a good place for cover behind a huge rock and took off in a different direction towards it. Harley caught you in her peripheral and changed course to follow you this time. She did a somersault as a bullet just missed her and landed right beside you safely.
Neither of you looked over the large rock, trying to stay out of harm's way for a brief moment. Just to catch your breath.
Loud gunfire from your side of the beach approached and the next thing you knew, Flag was landing on the ground beside you.
“You can’t fucking take off like that,” he reprimanded, a little out of breath. “You okay?” he asked calmer, looking you over.
“Never better,” you quipped back. He cracked a smile but it quickly disappeared when Waller’s voice came over the com to give the colonel an order.
Harley opened her mouth to make a snide comment about how Flag had gone after you (you could tell by the look on her face when she saw him) but her attention was drawn to T.D.K, who was actually called The Detachable Kid.
That went badly… and weirdly. Harley cursed, confused. Flag was frustrated, screaming about how he didn’t pick the team. You were just… speechless at the moment. No other mission had gone so bad so fast. You wondered what the hell you all had done to Waller for her to stick you with these amateurs.
Mongal only made matters worse. And yes, somehow things could get worse. Areas of the beach erupted into flames as the enemy helicopter crashed to the ground.
The entire team was being taken out one by one, mostly by its own recklessness. Unfortunately, Harley joined in—on what could only be described as stupidity—to run out from the safety of the rock into the warfare when she saw Boomerang go down.
A firm hand wrapped around your bicep before you could even think to stand. “Don’t you dare,” Flag warned.
“Harley-“
“Harley made her choice,” he stated sternly, jaw clenched. He stared you in the eye as he said, “I’m not letting you make the same one, you’re staying with me.”
As much as you cared for Rick, you were growing angry. “And what the hell makes me so special, huh?” you spit out. Harley was your closest friend and you couldn’t believe he was stopping you from trying to help.
Rick’s gaze was intense as you held it, challenging him. You were waiting for the tough take-no-shit-from-anyone Colonel to come out. But it didn’t. “Thought you knew me better than to have to ask me that,” he replied instead, not as rough as before but not soft by any means. He even sounded a little… hurt?
You were taken aback, not expecting that after preparing for him to finally snap at you. Lord knows you pushed him a few times, but yet another time went by without it happening. You wondered if you could even make him mad. It’s not like you wanted to, but the favoritism was apparent. It was like a theory you wanted to test.
The gunfire was still raging on and it seemed like you two were the only ones who could make a decent getaway. You swallowed your concern and started thinking tactically. “We need to move,” you decided. Harley was tough and smart, if anyone could survive out there alone it was her. You had to be selfish and think about your’s and Rick’s safety for now. “We can run for the jungle and try to hide long enough for Waller to send a rescue team. It’s our best move.”
Rick was silent for a moment before deciding. “You’re right. We go on three and you stay with me. Understood?”
“I will. I promise,” you said in confirmation.
His countdown came quick and you were on your feet running even quicker. You were in a full on sprint, no weapon (you had gotten up so fast you left your gun behind), just trying to head for cover. Rick was close behind, shooting as he ran with you.
When you stopped hearing him fire, fear overcame you. You paused running only briefly to look over your shoulder. Thankfully Rick was still on his feet. He had just run out of bullets and was tossing his gun to the ground to lose the dead weight.
A sudden pain stuck on your left shoulder and spread through your body in a jolt, but you had no time to fixate on it as Rick was charging forward. He grabbed you by the bicep to get you moving again. You winced in pain but he didn’t notice. When you started running, you barely did either.
His hand fell off as the two of you made it into the jungle. It was a steep path down and dark as hell. Your head was spinning and you were breathing heavily. You only made it about another minute before you started stumbling on your feet.
You didn’t even realize you’d hit the ground on your back until you saw Flag crouch down over you.
“Y/N, what-“ he fell silent, eyes wide. He touched the inside of your shoulder just above your chest and you grit your teeth in pain. When he pulled his hand away, it was a deep red. Even in the dark you could tell. “You’re shot,” he realized, horrified.
So that’s what the pain was. Made sense. How had you not noticed you’d gotten shot? Probably the adrenaline. You laughed to yourself, the world around you swirling. God, you were tired.
“Y/N, can you hear me?” Rick asked, cutting off the rapid inner monologue. He was more panicked than you’d ever seen him, and given the situations he had been in that was saying a lot.
“It’s fine,” you lied very unconvincingly. You didn’t want him to worry so much. It made you sad seeing him sad.
“Bullshit,” he shot back, clearly upset. With you, with himself, with the mission; you weren’t sure. You didn’t have the energy to figure out which.Thinking was too tiring. You just wanted to sleep. “Hey! No! Don’t close your eyes,” Flag ordered.
There was his Colonel's voice. First time ever he’d used it on you, but there was no true bite to it. It was just demanding and full of fear that he was terrible at hiding. It was endearing, honestly. Proved he cared. It made you smile. Your mind started to scatter, thoughts started leaving your brain. If you weren’t in pain it would’ve been peaceful.
“You’re not bleeding out on me, you hear? Stay with me, Y/N.” Rick’s hands came down to hold your face. His hand was sticky with blood—your blood—but you didn’t have the energy to cringe. He leaned down a little more, looking into your hazy eyes. “Stay with me.” The desperation on his face made your heart ache. You weren’t smiling anymore. “You promised me,” he said in almost a whisper.
“I meant it,” you rasped out in response to his pleas.
Curiosity overcame you, so you reached your hand up your body and pressed it to your own wound. You hissed at the sting, realizing how bad it was. He was scared of you bleeding out, which was starting to feel possible.
Rick started talking again, but not to you. You pulled your hand back and stared at your own blood, listening as Rick’s desperate begging for Waller to help went ignored.
Eventually his voice faded. Everything faded. Last thing you were able to comprehend was being hoisted off the ground—an arm under your back and an arm under your legs—and your head falling against Flag’s chest.
Then everything went black.
Bright light through your eyelids made them flutter open slowly. Your head was aching and your eyes were tired. You scanned the area and realized you were flat on your back on what felt like a table, staring up at the ceiling of a hut.
You heard a sigh of relief and then a pleasantly familiar voice. “She’s awake,” Rick announced. You turned your head to the side you had heard his voice from and found him smiling down at you. “Hey there,” he said softly, his hand raising to brush a strand of hair from your face.
That’s when you realized that his other hand was occupied with holding yours.
You opened your mouth to speak, but your voice caught in your sore throat.
“Hey,” Rick addressed someone else in the room. “Water- can I get some water?”
You heard footsteps and turned your head to the other side to find a woman with tanned skin and black hair offering you a cup. You accepted it with your free hand, not wanting to let Rick’s go. You gave a silent thanks before sipping at it, still laying down.
You took a deep breath before finally talking. “Who are you?” was the first thing you ended up saying.
“Sol Soria,” the woman introduced, offering a smile.
“She’s a member of the resistance,” Rick explained. “She helped patch you up.”
Your memory started flying back, starting with your wounded shoulder. It ached more now that you were aware of that. You looked down at yourself then and saw the top layers of your outfit had been stripped off, leaving you in your tank top with a large bandage wrapped around your wound.
Rick squeezed your hand reassuringly. “I was so worried about you,” he confessed. “But you’re okay now. We’re safe here.”
Last you remembered you were bleeding out in the jungle. When you looked at Rick again, you realized he was missing his shirt and his face that had once been dirtied up was now clean. You could feel that the dirt and blood had been cleaned from your skin as well.
“How did I get here?” you wondered aloud.
“Your man there,” Sol Soria spoke up with a smile, gesturing to Flag. “He carried you all the way here. Wouldn’t leave your side either until you woke up.”
You vaguely remembered being lifted but the fact that Flag had done all that just for you… you didn’t know what to say. “You carried me the whole way?” you asked with slight disbelief.
Rick smiled softly down at you with caring eyes. “I had to make sure you were safe.”
“And you are now. Both of you,” Sol Soria assured. “I’ll find some fresh clothes.” She exited the hut then, leaving you and Rick alone.
“Why?” you asked after a few beats of silence.
You tried to sit up then, struggling a little. Flag got to his feet from his chair and helped you steady yourself. One hand was on your arm just above your elbow and the other stayed holding yours.
Rick took a deep breath through his nose then sighed. You stared up at him as he towered over you. His hand that held yours suddenly lifted. You weren’t expecting him to press a soft kiss to the back of your hand.
“You know why.”
Everything finally added up—everything Harley had been telling you for months. The stolen glances and lingering touches that you thought were accidental, the shared smiles and laughs you thought were friendly, the worry and concern he seemed to only have for you, and so much more that was now replaying in your head. You had been denying it for so long, not letting yourself believe it to save yourself from being wrong—from being hurt—but now you couldn’t do anything but accept it. And you were happy to.
“Yeah, I do.” A smile spread across your face. “Still…” you met his eyes to find him staring back. This time neither of you looked away. “I wanna hear you say it.”
Rick smiled bashfully to himself, looking down briefly. “I’ve been wanting to,” he admitted. “For a while.”
You tilted your head to the side, curious, remembering that it wasn’t just you who had kept your feelings hidden. “Why haven’t you?”
Flag let out a small chuckle to himself. It sounded a little self loathing and a little amused. “Didn’t know if I could take it if I didn’t hear it back.”
The confession left you stunned. How could he think that? How could he not know your heart had been his this whole time? You released his hand then, which caused him to freeze. You quickly squashed his quiet panic when both of your hands cupped his face.
“You never had to worry about that,” you assured him softly.
You held each other’s gaze for another long moment.
Then, you made the first move. You pulled him in slowly, leaning up. Rick was quick to react, however, meeting you more than half way.
His hand gripped the back of your neck as his lips crashed against yours. The kiss was full of passion and love and lust as you two finally released all of the pent up emotions. It was everything you had ever dreamed of.
Rick pulled back first, breathless. His forehead pressed to yours and your lips brushed together. “I love you,” he panted out softly against your lips. “More than you realize.”
“I love you, too,” you breathed out. A grin flashed across Rick’s lips before he resumed the kiss.
You couldn't believe you had waited this long, but it didn't matter now. All that mattered was that he felt the same as you and no unspoken words stood in the way anymore.
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The Mysterious Case of Margot
An 18+ Tale
Once again @zhellas is a genius and has supplied me with this absolute gem of a prompt: R fucks Harley so hard her brain gets messed up and she starts thinking she's some Australian woman named Margot Robbie.
Masterlist | 18+ | Smut | This is sorta a crack fic so don't take it too seriously | Male! Reader | uh head injuries and overall Harley being a little ditzy | Harley with piercings is my kink
You loved playing footsies with Harley, especially now among the cinnamon and butter and hot dough that was baking just across the way. The new Metropolis Mall was open and Harley really wanted to go because it had an indoor roller coaster. You didn't mind making the trip; it was always really fun to hang out with your girlfriend normally, rather than it being under dire circumstances.
Harley was growing impatient, though, because she was waiting for her Starbucks drink. It was a monstrosity of an order; you could feel the rage of the cashier/barista as she had to ring it up. Harley ordered the same thing every time. A Grande Mocha Frappuccino with whipped cream and strawberry puree at the bottom, and extra "expresso” as Harley pronounced it.
"How long is this going to take," Harley groaned as she cleaned her polished nails with a coffee stir.
You looked at the Starbucks counter, seeing a drink sat up. It looked like her drink, and it was the only one there.
"You sure that's not it?"
Harley, grabbing her purse and dragging you along, inspected to drink.
"Nah. This is for a dame called Margot."
You shook your head. “Harley, that's your drink. Read the ingredients."
Harley's crystalline blue eyes narrowed as she snatched up the cup and read the sticker. She nodded, ticking off the order as it went along, only to cringe when she reread the name. "Harley doesn't sound like Margot," she decided. She released the cup.
"I doubt there's anyone else in this mall that would order your drink,” you pointed out.
"What's wrong with my drink?" She demands.
You blanched, at a loss for words for a split second wherein you imagined her throwing you over the counter for disrespecting her drink. "Nothing. Nothing, baby. It's just...intricate. The odds of two people ordering that drink are very low. Besides, we're the only ones still waiting."
Harley seemed to struggle with an internal force as she grabbed the drink. Her pale fingers tensed as she squeezed the cup and stuck the straw in. "I guess," she said. She took a large sip. "It tastes like my order."
You sighed, struggling not to become impatient because you know it would just hurt her feelings. "It is your order. Starbucks is notorious for messing up names."
"Well why couldn't they have called me Halsey. Or Robin. Or Hans."
You shook your head. "It doesn't really matter, babe," you told her, trying to be firm but soft. She let out a prolonged sigh. She stirred her straw around before studying the drink up close as if it were a Petri dish. "I guess it works. But if there's some Margot out there waiting for her drink-,"
"-There's not-,"
"-then that loss is on you."
"I'll deal with the consequences," you said before you wrapped your arm around her waist. "Let's just ride the damn Superman roller coaster and get out of here."
That day turned out to be rather fun. Harley forgot about the Starbucks nonsense and you both waited in line for the ride. It took an hour to get through the line, but it was worth it just to hear Harley scream and laugh.
Back at home, Helena, your roommate, was gone, likely doing something secretive and illegal. She was sort of a mafia boss, or so Harley claimed.
Harley tossed her empty Starbucks cup out, seeming glad to be rid of it. "Where are the kiddies?" she wondered.
The kiddies she referred to were actually her pets, Bruce and Wayne, the two rescue hyenas. She used two fingers to whistle for them. The animals came binding down the stairs in an instant, coming to Harley and looking at her expectantly. You'd learned that hyenas formed packs and even looked up to an alpha female; you learned again that Harley was the alpha female to the pair. Harley did a surprisingly good job at taking care of them. She used them to dispose of bodies, so that they wouldn't be frustrated. She also took them out on hunt and had them trained. They were cuddly and loved sweets; they also loved to cuddle up next to you, so that was really good. Harley couldn't be with someone who the hyenas didn't trust.
The jumped up on her legs before going to you for a scratch beneath the chin.
Harley refilled their food and water, adding in a few drops of breath freshener that you suspected was generally used for dogs or cats.
Harley wasn't a "general" girl, and nor were her friends or her pets or anything she ever did.
After refreshing themselves, the two animals pawed at the sliding glass door, silently asking to roam in the large backyard lined with tall fences.
Harley latched the door shut before she leaned dramatically against the glass. “It would seem we’re alone.”
You tried to take her seriously as she clumsily stripped off her shirt and posed pornographically, even pursing her lips into a duck face sort of mask. Despite this, you found yourself carrying Harley into your shared bedroom; it was messy, with clothes strewn on the floor, framed selfies on the countertops, and the TV playing Friends, as it had been last night. Neither you nor Harley felt the need to straighten up or to shut the television off as you both quickly undressed.
Harley, naked and exposed, her beautiful snow white skin so warm and inviting, spread her legs as she beckoned you to the bed. Your fingers shook as they pumped at the throbbing length of your cock.
Her cunt enveloped you greedily, latching down around you with hot walls. The feeling was indescribable. You could hear the squeaks of the mattress on the IKEA bed frame. You could hear the sound of the sex, best described as a squelching noise as you rocked your cock back and forth.
Harley’s bellybutton ring glittered as she stretched out on the bed. She was flexible thanks to a lengthy history of competitor gymnastics, and so she was able to lift her legs and wrap them almost around your neck like a scarf.
Harley was moaning loudly, gushing your name as she swore.
You were trembling all over as you fucked deeper into her, pinching one of her perky nipples as you tried to remain steady and remember not to pass out from the pleasure.
“Want ya’ to cum inside me,” Harley cooed. “And I want ya’ to kiss me as you do so. Kiss me like a Black-and-White-movie star.”
You couldn’t contain the laughter that spilled over your deep grunts. Harley grinned at you. She was very talented at making you smile, and over all making you feel giddy. Every time was like the first time. Her wit and charm kept you wrapped around her finger, eagerly waiting for more while you just fall deeply in love with her.
You pulled Harley up, her arms and legs readjusting so she was sitting on your lap. She helped meet your thrusts, pushing her pale, tattooed hips against your thick cock.
You gathered her platinum hair into your hands, practically pulling the locks as you pressed your mouth against hers. Her breath was decked in the chocolate coffee she desperately wanted earlier, her tongue swiping competitively against yours as you two continued to rut against one another. Her tongue piercing nudged across the roof of your mouth as she made delicious noises that reverberated into your lungs.
Her sharp teeth bit hard into your tongue, making your body spasm as she laughed with satisfaction.
Her fingers were bruising your biceps as she gripped tight.
“Cum inside,” she whined impatiently into your mouth. “I want you to cum inside me.”
You groaned, pulling her hair tightly as she deviantly rolled her hips into you, her cunt pulsating around your cock.
The room went into an uproar of pleasured screams and cursing as your cock twitched inside of her, spraying your load of cum straight inside.
Her mouth worked desperately against yours as she squealed in delight.
The mattress suddenly shifted, falling down against the floor as the bed slats keeping it up shifted out of place.
Harley’s blonde head whacked against the headboard.
“Don’t stop!” Harley Quinn demanded when you paused, already in motion to tend to her surprise injury.
Harley manhandled you back to be parallel against her torso. Her hands wrenched in your hair as she kissed you again, moaning as you continued to fuck out your orgasm.
There wasn’t a drop left for you to give by the time you both came to a stop, left shuddering against each other.
“You okay?” You laughed into her ear as you touched the top of her head.
“‘M fine,” Harley giggled back as she wound her legs around your torso to fit in a tight cuddle. You could feel your seed spilling out of her little hole. It dropped onto your stomach before she rolled over and spread out her limbs, like a cat bathing in sunshine.
She opened her mouth as though to speak but she quickly closed it. Her face scrunched with confusion as she clearly became lost in her own mind. You rolled to your side, and made the mistake of asking her what was wrong.
She was enamored by whatever she was thinking, even nodding along to her own thoughts before she explained.
“You’re gonna think I’m crazy,” she guffawed, “but I just realized somethin’ totally insane.”
She rolled over to look you in the eye, gripping you by the shoulder. “When you were making love to me, and then I hit my head, I think I saw into another dimension.”
There wasn’t much you could do but stare, because you knew she wasn’t joking. When she was joking around it was obvious, but, right now, she looked completely serious. She rolled over and searched for her thick, acrylic glasses, pushing them up her nose as she quickly tried to explain what she had so passionately discovered.
“I thought that the coffee cup thing was just an accident,” she began as she wiggled and jumped into a pair of low rise jeans. “BUT!” (She held up a finger.) “I REALIZED that it couldn’t just be an accident. Just like that hunky Jason Vorhees says, ain’t nothin a coincidence. There is only the illusion of coincidence.”
“When did Jason Vorhees say that?” You asked, trying to focus on one statement at a time.
“In the movie with Natalie Portman,” Harley tried to explain. “They’re, like, English. He blew up Parliament!”
“That’s not Jason Vorhees.”
“But he’s got the mask.”
“That’s V,” you explained.
“Who the hell is V!” She put her hands on her hips.
“V. As in V for Vendetta. That’s not a Jason mask he wears, it’s a Guy Fawkes mask. Those are two completely different movies.”
She didn’t care about your apparent mastery in film and cinema.
“Whoever said it was right. Y/n, I’m Margot!” She clutched invisible pearls as she said that.
You swung yourself out of bed. You held her face and brought her close, staring into each of her eyes. “Are you on drugs? Let me see your pupils.”
“NO! I am not on drugs,” Harley declared, pushing you back. “I’m telling ya, it was like I saw myself in another life. And my name…is Margot. Margot Robbie. She’s fantastic. She’s…she’s Australian.”
You held her by the shoulders, attempting to be gentle as you broke the bad news: “You have never been to Australia.”
She gasped, looking offended. Her wide eyes were filled with pure shock as she once again grasped at her throat in such a manner she seemed an actress from the 40s. “You don’t believe me.”
“I believe that you’ve got a head injury,” you said calmly. You also believed that she’s been in physical therapy and counseling for the past month—it was just a month ago that she’d been strung up, beat, and subjected to electric torture in Corto Maltese. She called you Milton a few times, genuinely believing that was your name.
“I’m Margot,” Harley declared passionately. “Somewhere, somewhere in that world, I am Margot Robbie. You just gotta believe me.”
She put a hand on your chest, her blue eyes doey and true. “Believe me?”
Ah. Fuck it.
“Sure. Yeah. I believe ya.”
She grinned and pulled you down for a kiss. Her tongue slipped past your lips, swiping the roof of your mouth before she pulled away. “That doesn’t mean you can call me Margot in bed,” she warned, shaking a finger at you dangerously.
“I wouldn’t dream of it!” You quickly defended. “Is there any point I should be calling you Margot?”
Harley tilted her head in thought, her glasses slipping down her nose. “Bank holidays, I guess.”
“Good to know.” That being said, you pressed a kiss to her nose.
Though Harley might be…a little odd…you loved her dearly; intensely. She’s been through so much. There are days when her mind is clear and she’s a fragment of the woman she once was. And in opposition, there are days when it’s hard for her to function, when she forgets everything and lays in bed, demanding total silence while she cries. You didn’t care that she was weird or odd or strange—you didn’t care that she wasn’t “normal” anymore.
She was still herself. She was still Harley—or Margot, depending on your persuasion.
You loved her for her, and you didn’t care if that meant that sometimes she wanted to go by Margot, or visit the Australian desert.
Besides. Margot Robbie is a nice name.
And if, by some miracle, Harley was right, then you like to think that there’s a world out there with you at Margot’s side.
You would never, ever realize that Harley is right—and that in a distant universe, she is but a piece of fiction being portrayed by Margot Robbie; and as for you? You’re just a person, on Tumblr, reading a fanfiction.
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water wings || harley quinn x f!reader
Pairing: Harley Quinn x Argus Agent f!reader (Semi-established relationship)
Warnings: Language. Lemon. Kissing. Oral (f receiving). Masturbation. Mild drowning? Mentions of power imbalance. Men being gross.
Wordcount: 2.5k
[ A/N: A little Harley love tonight! Fluff. Takes place Between SS 2016 and TSS 2021, idk when you figure it out. ]
Permalist: @reysorigins
Harley mentions she doesn't know how to swim. You take it upon yourself to fix that.
“No, you– no, no. Stop kicking, Quinn.”
You watch from the edge of the pool as a frustrated instructor struggles to guide Harley Quinn across the shallow end. You knew she was never going to make it easy. But today it seems like Harley has decided to be extraordinarily difficult. He’s hesitant to touch her as she tries to keep her head up- she’s already bitten him. Twice.
“Head up.” The instructor repeats, and you know when he wraps his hand around her bicep to assist her, he’s made a mistake.
Harley’s elbow makes swift contact with his face, the wet smack ringing out around the natatorium walls. The instructor swears, falling backwards into the water, and you sigh when the guards surrounding the pool lift their rifles.
You raise your hand and call them off. “Alright, enough. You can stop now, Captain.”
The man in the pool surfaces with one hand clutching his face and a deep scowl. He grumbles as he leaves Harley in the water, along with a small, pink trace of blood on the pool’s surface.
The decorated Argus agent and long time SEAL instructor shoves you as he passes. ”Last time I help any of these freaks.” He spits.
You sigh, your eyes falling on Harley. She pouts in response.
“He was gettin’ handsy!” She shouts in her own defense. And there’s a murmur of chatter exchanged between all the guards. Your gaze flits over all of them. Mostly men. Most you know for a fact have leered over Harley Quinn in your presence around the Argus compound. If you were to ask them, they’d love to get their hands on Harley Quinn.
The thought makes your skin crawl, but more so it makes something protective and fiery burn in your chest. Harley sinks into the water with her arms crossed, blowing bubbles as you say nothing.
“Out.” You finally speak. When you turn your head to the guard in charge. He balks.
“All due respect, Lieutenant–”
“Out.” You snap again. “All of you.”
“What about Quinn?”
“I’m finishing her lesson personally.”
“You’re crazy if you’re thinking about getting in the water with her.”
“That bitch’ll drown you.” Another pipes up.
“I’m more aware of how Quinn operates than you’ll ever be.” You drawl. “Now go guard the only exit to this entire room. I’m assuming the twelve of you can do that without any trouble at least.”
The head guard glares, but motions for the rest to follow. You shut the double doors behind them and turn back to the pool, folding your arms over your chest.
“You’re extra bratty today.” You note. You yank the velcro of your kevlar vest off, tossing it onto the bench beside you. Harley thrashes over to you with a grin.
“You gonna teach me to swim, huh, [L/n]? What’re we gonna work on? Butterfly? Breaststroke?” She waggles her eyebrows at you from the edge of the water.
You roll your own eyes as you pull your shirt over your head, revealing a black bra underneath. You weren’t planning on getting in the water at all, but your matching undergarments would have to do. Harley claps as you make your way over to the edge, plopping your boots and socks by the water. She makes no attempts to hide the way she's ogling you.
“I think we’re just going to have to focus on– Harley!” You yelp. You suck in a breath when she grabs you by the wrist and yanks you into the frigid water.
She’s cackling when you breach the surface. You shake the hair from your face, the chlorine stinging your eyes as you wipe the water out.
“Now we’re having fun.” She says.
Before you can catch your breath, the woman’s lips are on yours, muffling your surprised gasp.
Harley is a few inches taller than you, and with the weightlessness of the water up to your chest, she dips you back easily until your feet no longer tip toe along the bottom of the pool. She silences another mumble of protest with her own little playful moan against your lips.
Your mouth parts on instinct. The warm, eager lap of Harley’s tongue across yours is a sharp contrast to the cold water around you. Harley keeps her arms firmly wrapped around your waist as you grip her shoulders, your eyes slipping shut as you give in. Just for a moment.
You feel a sharp nip tug your lower lip into Harley’s mouth, sending goosebumps down your arms. You clench your bare thighs together and pull away swiftly.
“Nuh uh. I mean it, Harley.” You warn, your cheeks now flushed. “I want you swimming well enough to survive an airdrop over a tsunami if you have to.”
You pinch the bright yellow water wings around her arms- stretch the plastic until they snap back against her pale skin. Harley yelps.
You chuckle at how ridiculous she looks, in a rash guard and puffy life preserver on top of the yellow wings. She’d even found a snorkel somewhere earlier, but the SEAL captain had made her take them off before their failed lesson.
You spend the next twenty minutes or so guiding her under the belly as she begins with a weak doggie paddle. She’s got the floating down now, after all morning in the pool. Harley Quinn is a quick learner- you know that even when she was giving the instructor shit, she was still storing anything she actually found useful in that chaotic brain of hers.
You make her slip off the wings after a while so that she can try cutting through the water faster.
“Your biggest problem is gonna be carrying extra weight on a drop- your munitions bag is always gonna try to weigh you down.” You lecture her as you wade through the water, watching her give freestyle a try. “Then there’s any team members that might need help. I can’t speak for everyone on the squad, but most people tend to panic when they get caught off guard.”
You blanch when you receive a splash of water in the face. Harley spits a mouthful at you again with a mischievous grin.
You shoot her an unimpressed look.
“Aw, come on, Sweetums. I’m a raisin over here! I’ve been paddlin’ around for hours!” She exaggerates. To demonstrate, she kicks around, splashing you again. You cough out some water and splash her in return.
“Hey! Look, I’m doing this for you, Harley! When I told Waller you couldn’t swim she almost didn’t let me arrange this lesson in the first–”
“You told her?” Harley interrupts. She stands up in the shallow water, her smile evaporating. You know immediately that the pout that sets into her features is one of real irritation.
“Of course I told her. What if they assign you to a mission with a drop over water soon? Or you end up somewhere flooded- or-”
“What else have you been tellin’ her, huh?” Harley puts her hands on her hips with a scowl.
“Harley…”
It was a delicate situation. You were always a lieutenant first and her friend second up until your first kiss. It had shocked you, the way Harley had pushed her face to yours one night on a mission just a few months ago.
You had taken a knife wound for the criminal without thinking, and when she pressed you for the reason why, you couldn’t find the words. It was simple. Harley Quinn was insane, and beautiful, and full of life- and you had fallen for her in your own quiet way.
There was very little you could do for her while she was under Amanda Waller’s thumb. You didn’t want to end up like your best friend Flag- not with the way the Argus director had manipulated he and June Moone for her own benefit.
Harley was strong, of course. Could more than handle herself. And you were realistic.
You stole moments like these, away from the guards’ prying eyes. But it could only give you so much time. You’d almost wished Harley would spring herself free, or find some kind of way out of Belle Reve. Maybe then this thing the two of you had could be given more room to grow. Instead of stonewalling you with the same old mistrust neither of you could shake.
Hell, maybe Harley was waiting for the right moment to use you. Maybe you would be the way she’d get herself away from this place.
You knew you had it bad when you realized you didn’t care if that’s the way it goes one day.
You make your way over to her with a steady tread. “I only brought up the swimming, okay?” You insist carefully.
“Yeah? How do I know you’re not just feedin’ her everything I tell ya, huh? Maybe I’ve been blabbin’ to you too much.” She snaps, turning away from you. Still, Harley lets you take her in your arms. Let’s you plant yourself squarely in front of her.
“You do blab. A lot.” You say sadly. You snort when you recieve a light punch in the arm. “But I mean it. You not being able to swim worried me. I just wanted to make sure you were taken care of as soon as possible.”
It seems to be the right thing to say. You tried to take care of her. And even though there was only so much you could do for her, it was more care than Harley received from anyone else in this hellhole. Shit, even outside of it, as sad as it is to admit.
“‘M sorry I snitched, Quinn. But… we kind of got a free date out of it, don’t you think?” Smiling, you gesture around the empty aquatics center.
Your smile falters when that smirk returns to Harley’s face, and before you can back away, she grabs you, thrusting you under the water. You suck in a deep breath before you’re plunged under, your cry cut off with a garble.
Harley locks her grip around your wrists and kicks your feet out from under you as you struggle under the surface. For a moment, your gut tells you to wrench yourself away and get yourself out of the water, that sliver of mistrust blooming in your chest. But through the frantic bubbles, you suddenly see the devilish grin on the blonde’s face.
You stop struggling and instead focus on holding your breath. You go limp under Harley’s weight and stare at her. When you still, Harley blinks through the water at you expectantly.
Finally, the two of you surface and both gasp for breath.
“You’re no fun!” Harley complains, splashing you.” You said people panic and get all wriggly when they’re caught off guard.”
You wipe away the snot that’s gathering in your nose unceremoniously. “Yeah, most people.”
“How am I supposed to practice being a lifeguard for my teammates if I can’t even drown ya!”
You huff. “Why don’t we just focus on making sure you don’t drown yourself, alright?”
Harley shakes her pale blonde hair out. “Nope. I’m done! No more swimmin’ lessons!”
“I’m not wasting these thirty minutes left of your free time, Harley Quinn.” You start to warn her, but she’s cutting you off for the millionth time today.
Capturing your lips again, Harley backs you into the side of the pool until your shoulders hit the tile wall. She grabs you by the back of the thighs, hiking you up until your legs wrap around her waist tightly.
“Oh, I see.” You murmur against her lips.
“Mhm.” She giggles, nipping you until you let go of a moan. Harley peppers your jaw with kisses, then your neck, her hands wandering over your body beneath the surface of the water. You brush her tangled, chlorine drenched hair from her face tenderly, arranging it until it flows more neatly behind her ears.
Your eyes fly open when you feel her shoving you upward out of the pool, “What are you-?” You fall back onto the cement with a grunt. Before you can protest, Harley’s got your black underwear slipping down your thighs and around your ankle. “Harley.”
The criminal pays you no mind as she pushes her face back between your legs, silencing you with the first swipe of her tongue up your folds. You gasp, your thighs instantly wrapping around her head so your lower half doesn’t fall back down into the pool.
You lie back and lay down on the floor, your eyes fluttering. Harley dips her tongue between your lips again, the contrast of her hot mouth on you after an hour in the cold pool burning you with its heat. You press your palms over your eyes, your face flushing.
“O-Oh-” Your cold skin trembles with goosebumps. Harley circles around your clit a few times, coaxing your back to bow. You hear a muffled giggle as your hips press your center into her face involuntarily.
“H-Harley-” You stutter. She grips your thighs, her blunt, black-laquered nails digging into the flesh greedily.
“Relax, Sweetums.” She coos. “Wanna taste ya.”
Her mouth finds you again, tongue dipping in deeper to slide into your cunt slowly. She stretches your tight entrance with deep licks, fucking into you with delight. Your body responds quickly, slickness blooming to meet Harley’s ministrations, and the criminal moans when she finally tastes you on her tongue.
Harley’s a quick learner, and sometimes you wonder if you were her easiest target yet. Because it doesn’t take long before you’re wrapping your ankles around the back of her head, your fingers slipping into her waterlogged hair as your breath quickens. Harley can take you apart in a matter of minutes- on the field, in the briefing room when no one’s around.
And she loves to play with you like this. Play with herself while she unravels your quiet, bitten back mewls. Her little kitten.
“I… I’m gonna come,” you whine, rolling your hips against her. Under the water, you know she’s dexterously pressing her free hand between her thighs, pumping her fingers into herself or circling her own clit frantically as she gets you off.
Harley responds by drawing her tongue out deep from within you, placing her mouth over the apex of your sex. She sucks the swollen bud between her lips, the lewd sounds sending a shiver up your spine.
You bite your bottom lip to keep from crying out too loudly- you think you might draw blood. Harley’s relentless, her cheeks hollowing as she laves over your clit. “Oh, oh, oh….”
Your back bows even tauter, your shoulders lifting off the damp concrete as your orgasm hits you, quick and hard. You curl around her, her name leaving you with a high wail. Her tongue continues as you feel each wave of pleasure, until you’re shuddering and tugging her gently away.
Harley laves wet kisses along your inner thigh. She gives you one final bite where your thigh meets your sex before grinning up at you.
“Your cute little sounds butter me up, kitty!” She teases you.
Before you can reply, you hear the stomps of someone drawing near to the pool room doors. You splash back into the pool before anyone sees.
“Time’s up!” the Belle Reve guard barks. When he notices your head under the water, he raises his gun. “Hey, what the hell are you doing, Quinn?”
You slip your underwear back on as fast as you can below the surface, and when you breach again, the guard is shouting for Harley to put her hands on the edge of the pool.
“What a moron.” Harley mutters. And it’s true. He seems utterly oblivious to how not violent Harley was being with you just a moment ago. She grins up at you as you lift yourself out of the water sheepishly, your face twisted with subtle embarrassment. She gives you a wink before the other men near and instruct her to walk over to the ladder with her hands up.
They keep their focus on her as you dress quickly, a shiver setting in now that you are out of the water and cooling off. The head guard scoffs at you, “Told you she’d try to drown you.” He boasts.
Harley looks unperturbed as they roughly maneuver her into her straight jacket, even as she’s still dripping wet. She throws you another grin as they escort her out of the room.
You roll your eyes, still blushing. “Pretty sure I almost drowned her.” You mutter almost inaudibly.
“What, Lieutenant?”
“—Nothing. Nothing.”
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#harley quinn#rp#icons#birds of prey#margot robbie#suicide squad#harley quin cosplay#harley quin icon#dc heroes#DC#harley x joker#harley x reader
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Hi puddings 💖 Harley Quinn’s playlist for ya’ll!
Go listen, go,go!
I bet you’ll love it💣⛓🧨🧱💖
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Hear me out...what if Rey were Harley Quinn?
Kylo Ren + Harley Quinn Crossover Series Trailer
PLOT: In a galaxy far far away, Harley Quinn finds herself in the clutches of a new dark knight, Kylo Ren. Recovering from her recent breakup with the Joker, she cuts a deal with the broody space boy and agrees to help him find a map that can also serve to return her home. This quest reveals that their connection might run much deeper than they originally thought.
FIC: Find "Chapter 1: The Last Harlequin" on Wattpad! For mature audiences only.
WHERE: Chapter 1 is up on @KyloQuinnCrossover on tiktok. I started a new account for this, for shadow banned reasons. If you want to jump ahead, head on over to @alisinchainmail on tiktok and youtube. All the way up to Chapter 3 is posted on those platforms.
#harley quinn#kylo ren#kylo fanfic#comics#crossover#fanfic#harleenqueenzel#harley quinzel#kylo redemption#star wars#star wars fanfiction#wattpad#wattpad story#adam driver#alternate universe#kylo x y/n#kylo x reader#harley quinn fanfic#harley quin cosplay#dc comics#disney#character ship#harley quinn cosplay#harley quinn costume#adam driver fanfic#kylo ren fanfiction#fan edit#fan art#fan series#fan shipping
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Ember head canon
Hello!! So here are some head canons for y’all! I’m really thinking of a follow up fic but I have to finish some requests and school lol but I hope y’all like this💕
Living with Ivy and Harley
(I’m gonna refer to Pamela as Ivy in this but you know who I’m talking about )
After leaving the Tower you moved in with Ivy and Harley.
They turned that old warehouse into their “secret lair”
You adjusting to seeing ghosts all the time
Also learning how to use your powers
“Wanna see how far my energy blasts go,” “YES” “Not inside!!”
You and Danny phasing into rooms without thinking
“Dude I saw your aunt changing” “ Ew. Creep”
You found out that you can turn invisible if you don’t want anyone to see you.
Animals can see you though, so it’s weird.
Your aunt Pam stroking your hair like when you were younger
Helping her tend her garden
Being immune to her poison
Ivy can’t leave you and Harley alone.
Harley is over protective or is actively putting you in danger and there’s no in between
“Harley, I can’t rob a jewelry store with you, it’s a school night.” “Awww c’mon puddin’ it’ll be fun” “...get the car ready” “NO”
Harley giving you relationship advice
“ Remember, don’t jump into chemicals for your boyfriend” “...is this still about me ?”
Harley teaching you how to fight
Danny is in love with your aunt. It’s creepy.
“Tell Pam she looks magnificent today” “ ew no”
“Why can’t I date her?!” “Well for one you’re dead.”
You and Danny going in adventures
Danny trying to keep away malicious ghosts
You’re not really interested in being a villain but you’re not a hero by any means
You’re neutral..sometimes
You sometimes shop lift but it’s so easy for you !!
“ Y/n...where’d you get that shirt?” “ Stole it from Hot Topic” “ oh okay”
Ivy and Harley forced you to go to school
“ Petal, school is important” “ Yeah! Me and your aunt both got degrees remember?”
You get into Gotham academy
You force Danny to go with you
You go by Y/n L/n so people don’t know you’re a Stark or that Poison Ivy is your aunt
You join botany club
Danny helps you cheat at tests
“You know, you look a lot like Tony Starks daughter” “ oh..you don’t say”
You’re partnered up with a boy in English
He’s extremely attractive but very stoic
“ Hey, I’m Y/n. I guess we’re partners “
“ ttch I heard the teacher, there’s no need to repeat.” “Excuse me for introducing myself pipsqeak.” “How dare you?”
Fighting the whole period
“Hey, s hort stack.” “What do you want heathen?” “What’s your name?”
“Damian. Damian Wayne”
#marvel x reader#dc comics x reader#tony stark x teen!reader#stark!daughter#reader has powers#poison ivy#harley quin x reader#damian wayne x reader#marvel#marvel and dc#crossover#danny phantom
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