Shipping HarleyShipping HarleyShipping Harley5 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Disregarding fanon and what I see through the shipping goggles I am wont to wear, I have to admit that there really isn't much support for my pet ship (really more of a canoe, though it is picking up steam), Harley x Scarecrow, or for anything other than Harley x Joker (and maybe Harley x Ivy). Yet Harley gets shipped with just about everyone. Being the kind of person who overanalyzes everything, I felt the need to comment on this. So here, for your reading pleasure, is a brief rundown of the pros and cons of some of the more common Harley ships. And by "more common" I mean I've seen at least one on deviantart.
PAIRING: JOKER X HARLEY (DYNAMIC A)
Explanation of dynamic: By Dynamic A, I mean the relationship dynamic presented in the comics which is that Harley is something of an obsessed fangirl. Joker basically uses her and returns somewhere between 0 and 5 percent of her feelings, or else his feelings for her actually cause him to treat her worse because
What's in a Name?Rating: PG-13What's in a Name?3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Warning: Some language, slight suggestive themes.
Summary: Wally and Dick are arguing over which sounds better: 'Wally Grayson' or 'Richard West', when Artemis and M'gann walk in on them. Confusion, dramatic proposals, and swooning Robins ensue. Wally/Dick bromance.
April 26, 06:19 p.m. EDT}
"Hey Rob? Which sounds better: Wally Grayson or Richard West?" Wally inquired out of the blue, looking up suddenly from the slightly crumpled paper he was scribbling on. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor of the Mount Justice living room, leaning against the couch. His chemistry notes were sprawled across the carpet as he wrote his lab report (which he had procrastinated on the last few weeks, and was now due the next day). Dick occupied the entire couch itself, one foot dangling down lazily and his hands propped behind his head. His eyes were closed behind the ever-present sungla
RedShe looks at me, brokenRed11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Crying out silently.
What can I do to help her now?
Her voice is gone.
Fractured under the weight of oppression.
He's on the prowl.
I can't move, I'm frozen here,
Watching the scene unfold.
Hands moving up and down worn trails,
Nails digging into crevices,
The same route every time.
She knows what's coming and she opens her mouth,
Letting out a piercing scream into the night.
She is muffled.
She is struggling, I'm crying but there's nothing I can do.
I couldn't stop it before and I can't stop it now.
She is broken.
She lays there, curled around what was stolen,
Protecting what is left.
What he didn't take.
What once was white is now red.
Suddenly it's everywhere and I don't want to see it no more .
Hands, chest, face
On the sheets, the floor, the wood.
That's all I see.
the color of rage, lust, and pain speckled like fallen stars.
Though her face is blank, I see her tremble.
Eyes darting to the door,
Watching to see if he comes back
.:SLOW:.Time p a s s e s.:SLOW:.3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It seems so slow
Like the world is a snail, and I'm a rocket
I'm not fast enough
And it kills me
Even though I'm not the one who's dead
No matter how much I wish I was
Things I can't do at Hogwarts120 Things I am Not Allowed to do at HogwartsThings I can't do at Hogwarts6 years ago in Humor More Like This
Compiled by PsychoDemonFox
1. Calvinball rules are not to be applied to Quidditch.
2. Professor Snape does not like anyone cutting, styling or even touching his hair.
3. I will not set off Dung Bombs in Professor Umbridgess office.
4. Nor will I release Bludgers in her office.
5. I will not sing the Manah Manah song.
6. Nor will I sing the Banana Phone song.
7. And I will especially not sing the Time Warp song either.
9. I will not sing during class.
10. Or in the halls.
11. On in the common rooms.
12. I will not sing, period.
13. I am not to mock the teachers.
14. Especially when their backs are not turned.
15. I will stop drawing rude pictures of the teachers.
16. I will not ask for Dragon meat at mealtimes.
17. Nor will I ask for Soylent Green.
18. Wizards chess is not to be reenacted live.
19. There is no such thing as Pokemon.
20. Or Digimon.
21. I will refrain from asking Harry Potter ho
my wild and reckless heart.You know what I love? I love my heart—oh, how I love my wild and reckless heart.my wild and reckless heart.9 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Because my heart is not a beautiful one nor a pure one nor one to inspire sonnets. But it is strong. It is scarred. My heart is ever-thirsting; it yearns for beauty and sunrises and shooting star wishes and things that it cannot comprehend. My heart has tremors that rock it like earthquakes; it twists and shakes and tightens in ways that cannot ever be understood. It is not satisfied with the now nor yesterday and, in truth, it does not even grow fat and happy on the promise of tomorrow. It is forever in a state of want.
And I refuse to believe that is not okay. I love the urgent press of my pulse that nips at my heels and forces me to dance faster and wilder; I love the thump-thump-thump of that desire and the hold-me-tighter whisper that rips from between clenched teeth. I love the way my heart has flung me over cliffs and expected me to swim—and I love it still when I washed up on the beach
GoodnightNOTE: Dick and Damian brother fic. Yes.Goodnight4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It's barely there; anyone else wouldn't have even heard it, but I do, and it makes one of my eyes pop open. Of course, it's not like I was asleep in the first place. It's been raining like crazy outside for the past five hours. Thunder, lightning, the works. I'd actually like to get some sleep when I don't have to "work" ya know. I glance at my bedroom doorway out into the hall and see a shadow just at the edge. Too small and hesitant to be Alfred. That leaves only one person and I'm really not that surprised.
"Damian?" I call out softly. The shadow flinches, hesitates, then draws closer until the little devil comes into clear view. He's dressed down in his lime green pajamas with kittens on them, feet bare, and hair a tangled mess. He's scowling at me like he always does but there's something else besides annoyance hidden in those blue eyes. I wouldn't tell him that though. Kid needs his pride.
"Hmph," he grunts. "Very good dedu
The Mermaid (1) I wanted to go to a laser tag arena... but noooo, because I'm the only boy in our family, that was not an option. Instead, we ended up going to a stupid aquarium. The ride there was bad enough, once we were there my sisters (one was a year older than me, the other was younger) would not stop jabbering off about every single fish.The Mermaid (1)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
We explored around a bit more, and we got to a viewing dock, were employees were feeding dolphins. "Hey sis!" I yelled to my older sister. She came over and looked in amazement at the dolphins. While she was tipping slightly over the viewing dock rope, I shoved her as hard as I could, and she fell three feet into the dolphin tank.
"Ahhhhhhh!" She screamed, "Help me! I'm going to be eaten!!!" I rolled my eyes as all the employees and emergency crew jumped into the water, and pulled her out, sopping wet and her attitude was no less damp. "You freaking MONSTER!" She screamed at me. My mom glared at me darkly. The trip to
Forgetting The SkyI look downForgetting The Sky2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
After doing it so long
I fear that I don't have the stength
To even lift my head again
But no, I too scared to test
If I can truly look above
But I also fear
That one day I'll forget
That I'll forget the sea of deep blue
With oddly shaped fluffy
White dolphins and whales
Swiming round the bright continent
As its center
Or deep purple of a dark canvas
Lit only by the laterns drawn on its surface
Burning the hopes and wishes of millions
And the illuminating center
Radiating pure white light onto our dreams
All waiting patiently above my head
I fear that one day
I'll forget how exactly to lift my head
If not just to see where I'm going
If I'm heading forward
Or if I'm even moving at all.
But as these fears collect
I still stare down
At my feet
At the ground
At anything beneath
For these are the only things
I can aspire towards,
That I can depend on
Though I loved it
Fought to reach it
Drowned myself in it
And splattered my own colors accross it
The sky abadon
Small TalkJohn watched her take to the sky with grace and effortlessness that made her seem so powerful. He was pretty sure there was more going on in that woman's mind that she really doesn't want anyone to know, including him. Especially him. He always thought he knew what was best for other people. Apparently so did Mari. She seemed content to dump him, mentioning something about seeing it through like a book.Small Talk3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It had been enough of a roller coaster ride just dealing with the Thanagarian Invasion, her return, meeting their future son, and wrapping his mind around them being reincarnated from a time long forgotten. He was actually feeling a little bit of peace at the moment and too much introspection just might make him go a little unbalanced again. He didn't want that to happen again. That's what caused him to have problems with her and Mari in the first place.
Fell Down a Hole -Jefferson x Reader-Chapter NineFell Down a Hole -Jefferson x Reader-Chapter Nine11 months ago in Romance More Like This
A stunned silence looms in the air. Emma and I stare at the woman before us, the same woman that had claimed to be my mother. The name that she had said, (Y/N), that felt more familiar than the other names that had been listed out to be by Dr. Hopper.
"She's your daughter?" Emma asked, frowning.
"That's what I said," Regina replies. "I went to see how she was doing and discovered that she was missing. I was worried and decided to come here to inquire about a missing person, but it seems that you've already found her."
"I found her a few days ago wandering the streets alone with no recollection of who she is."
Regina takes a step closer to me. "If you had at least let me know that you had found her then maybe I could have helped you,"
She places her hand on my shoulder. I frown at her hand touching me before my eyes trail up her arm and rest of her face. She smiles at me. Her hand reaches up and brushes a loose strand off of my face.
"Why don't I take you up to the hospital and have Doc
Counting Awaytwenty one.. twenty twoCounting Away1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
twenty three... twenty four
I count ceiling tiles
As they lead toward the door,
As I lay
Listening to silence of my tears,
The gentle loving whisper of the water
As they try to release my fears,
one ... two ... three ... four
I count the drops as they fall
Letting the numbers give me
A few more moments to stall,
But the tears offer no relief
And I only dread the moments left to me
I count the seconds as if trying to see,
How long before I finally break...
But I was already broken
Long before I came here
Long before I decided to do this...
I count the beats of my hearts
As I submerge my soul
Whilst trying not to fall apart,
twenty-five... twenty-six... twenty seven
I count the seconds
As time steals my air
And reprieve beckons.
I try to think of one last regret
Something to help pull me free
Of this grave of my own choice
Even just something to count
Something to give me hope
Getting around GothamGetting around Gotham5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hi! Harley Quinn here! I guess you didn't expect to hear from me! But here I am in my house sitting near the fire, feeding my little baby boy Jason who was just born 4 days ago. I bet your wonderin how I'm in a house and how I became a mother. Well, let me tell you how I ended up with a happy ending! It all started after B-Man stopped Mistah J from takin over Arkham. Yet again, I was defeated by B-Man (Batman). Mistah J's (Joker) plan didn't work after all. He was so sure he'd succeed this time. He was so close to taking over Arkham but B-Man had to ruin all of it. Police arrived two hours after B-Man stopped me, I was in my cell and police directed me to my old cell. I didn't know what to do after the plan failed. I just sat on my bed most of the time, I heard guards talkin about me most of the time. Then they rolled Mistah J down the hall strapped to a bed, Mistah J was terribly injured! His teeth were broken, had many bruises and cuts on his face I had a hard time r
Story Part OneAs dusk fell upon Darigan Citadel, a huge floating land mass skimming the skies, Lord Kass, ruler of the Citadel, surveyed the destruction to the landlocked world below. The Second Meridell war had been raging for over a month now and the forces of Kass were dominating. Setarian, the conceited commander of his troops, had been leading Kass to victory. Ever since the previous leader Lord Darigan had vanished, the Citadel had been in chaos. That is, until Lord Kass came into power through less than honest means. The troops of Lord Kass wanted very eagerly to take revenge on Meridell- Especially King Skarl.Story Part One5 years ago in Settings More Like This
Setarian was always a prideful Eyrie. He felt superior to all of his subordinates in every regard. Many thought the Lord himself was to blame because it was he who appointed him commander of his army and constantly gave him praise. Much of the time, he demanded to be called "Commander Setarian", even at the smallest whim of his subordinates.&
...the other side of me is longing for...1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
me to break through the wall that
us from each other.
so it can teach me the darker side
[i'll take on a challenge .]
Super NormalEven Superman can bleed.Super Normal4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Even Batman can shed tears.
The Joker isn't always laughing,
And the Scarecrow has his fears.
The Riddler can't have all the answers.
Flash can't always be on time.
I'm a 100% average human,
And I want you to know that I'm
Gonna' make it through this!
Gonna' fight my way right through the odds.
I don't need to have special technology,
Superpowers, or be the child of Gods.
I may not be able to take a bullet to the chest,
But my heart will make it through this.
I'm a 100% regular person,
And I believe that I can do this.
All The RobinsA/N: Instead of a longer drabble, there are sixteen mini-drabbles that are less than four hundred words. (Two are 399 words, haha.) One for each of the five Robins, ten for each pair of Robins (not necessarily romantic), and one bonus drabble at the end. Some of the single drabbles mention a second Robin, but it centers on just one of them. Likewise, some of the pairing drabbles have a third snuck in there, but they're only minor. If this is confusing, just go and read them.All The Robins3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I snuck some of the requests in there for people. Sorry that they're all short.
And sorry, I don't think I did Stephanie justice. This is my first time writing her and I actually haven't read any of her comics. Sorry. Normally I don't like writing characters I haven't read up on, but if I'm writing about all the Robins, I HAVE to write about Stephanie. She's such a strong female role model and I really disl
ShinobiA lone blade decides the fate of a nation... (1剣は国の運命を決定する)Shinobi2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
That is the principle that we have always lived by. I do not pretend to understand the greater workings of the world, for that is not my intended purpose. I was born and forged as a blade. One that will never see the light of day.
Tonight I was called from across a distant land, to travel to a forgotten castle. Here, away from all things mundane, sits a lord who views himself as a mortal god. He does not speak to his people; he does not show his face. Instead he allows his chosen 'angels' to rule the nation in his stead.
This has led to severe unrest in some provinces and for the sake of maintaining the greater peace, the shadow of fire (火災影) has decided that we will strike him down. If one man's blood can save the lives of many, then he should be glad to have it spille
CHAINSMAN'S HELLOWEENCHAINSMAN'S HELLOWEEN2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The noon shift had ended at the Chainman’s Institute. It was the last day of the month and a very special day for Erica and Melanie. At Tasha’s lab, the pair rushed in with a gym bag. As Melanie closed the door, Erica jumped excited.
“Nya! We going to trick or treat for the first time in 3 years!” Erica exclaimed grasping her paws.
“Those two days of double shifts are worth it.” Melanie proclaimed. “Now, the costumes and we can go.”
Melanie pulled out her costume out of the bag. She extended it and it was a Harley Quinn zentai costume. Melanie then raised an eyebrow and then grabbed the hood where the painted smile goes.
“You ripped it?” Melanie exclaimed while her hand went halfway in.
“I just fix it. There was no hole for the mouth so I made one.” Erica replied closing her eyes while talking.
“It’s a zentai costume! That’s the way it should be. My whole fist can go through