My Little Harlequinn...My Little Harlequinn...My Little Harlequinn...3 years ago in Letters More Like This
Most of you,
My beautiful little Harley.
Many of you,
The lust she brings to you.
Most of you,
How much I have hit her.
What most of you,
Proabably do not know,
Is how I care for her.
Most of you,
Must not know,
Just how I feel for her.
Most of you,
Do not know,
Just how she much she means to me.
For all of you,
Who do not know,
Just what my Harley's worth,
Here's a nice idea of,
Just what I'd do to you,
If you so much as look at her,
When lust is in your eye.
I'd spill your guts and drag your soul,
Down to the pits of hell,
I'll grind your bones, and bake your heart,
All while you're still alive.
Because, you see,
My Harley means,
More than all the world's lives.
And if you try,
To fuck with her,
Here's a little gift from me,
You'll never live,
Beyond that day,
For I will be,
Right there, you see,
With a handshake and a molotov.
My Harley, you see,
Is the only one,
For whom I care at all.
12: Work- the terrible thrill.12: Work- the terrible thrill.4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
V worked almost every night to earn as much money as she could before the start of the school year. But that wasn`t enough anyway. She knew she have to earn more or leave her comfy, big house and move into something smaller and less pretty. Couple months ago working would be something unimaginable, the same as considering joining one of the worst, most scary gangs of Gotham. She knew that was one of her stupidest ideas. Stupider than all her school pranks like adding great amount of chalk to soup at the school canteen or mutating bacteria at school lab to create army of "fancy germs". That`s how she called them. Duh
She stood on her feet pretty quickly after what happened. I`m not sure if any of the people I know would. Death of a member of a family who was with us for our whole life is always a tremendous experience but V handled it very well. She found a job just a week after her dads funeral. She didn`t work in a safe place. Not at all, but it was a well paid job and it allowe
Joker's Journal 6#36Joker's Journal 62 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I haven’t heard anyone call me by my real name in a long time. The flash of fear and confusion at hearing it yelled out across the entire shelter was quickly replaced by the recognition of her voice, and the comfort that she was the only one left who knew me by that name. I sent Mouse to find and bring back Harley, sending my pocket watch with her as proof of my presence.
Mouse is my mouse. Well, she’s a kid. But she’s my mouse. I found her around here recently after I’d escaped the cops’ surprise ambush. I walked in the shelter, buried under some foul scraps of clothes, and noticed her following me at a distance. Once I’d settled down and obtained a spot in the corner of the top floor, she settled in right beside me without a word.
I tried to scare her off by revealing my unmistakable attire and face paint, but her pants remained dry. She doesn’t know who the hell I am. She’s never seen me before. Has absolutely no clue who I am! The
Agent of Chaos: A Joker Story Click. Click. Click. Click.Agent of Chaos: A Joker Story7 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
The rhythmic pattern of my wedged high heels was the first thing to enter my ears, but it was the last thing on my mind. This job, everyone had warned me not to take it. Warned me not to even consider. And when I told them I had, they said their goodbyes as if they wouldnt see me again. It was just a job. Im a shrink. Thats what I do. I deal with those who are mentally tormented, abused, and even deranged. But thats all they are. Crazies, loons, people whose mind wheels dont click the way they should. But most of them are harmless. So when I got the call from Commissioner Gordon, I figured, hey, whats the worst it could be? But my out of control imagination is starting to run hog wild on me as the filth of Arkham howl at me from behind their reinforced Plexiglas cells.
Heroes: Ray of HopeHeroes: Ray of Hope3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The war had ended in the night as quickly as it had begun. The city raged below, the people pulling together in their time of crisis, working to put back their broken city. Their homes. Their lives.
Two watchful figures stood on an overlooking hillside outside the city, their eyes shining in the glow of the fires below. A man and a boy. Silent. Their long capes swayed with the wind, though they were unmoved.
"It's strange to see them working together like that. Usually they're clawing each others throats," the boy said, breaking the lull.
He saw the man move, but only slightly. The darkness gave their emotions cover. "There will come a day when the world no longer needs heroes like you and me. Humanity will find that it's able to stand on its own, without out help," the man said to the younger as they watched over the work they had set in motion continuing in the city below.
"Maybe," the boy said quietly. He wanted to believe his mentor, but he had seen too much evil to thin
I Am FlawedFrom body to soul and in between,I Am Flawed2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They blotch the parchment that is me;
I know of worse flaws I have seen,
I am flawed.
I sometimes lose my temper,
Use my mouth before my mind;
I ponder things I could do better,
And regret them for a time.
I can be harsh, I can be blunt,
I tend to hide my thoughts;
But this is far from what I want:
To be in someone's heart.
Comparisons are hard to make
Since we are all unique.
But half the time my words are fake;
The real me is a freak.
These flaws define me, describe me—
They make me what I am.
In that light, I'm proud to say that
Injustice: Gods Among Us ReviewInjustice: Gods Among Us Review2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Ever since I got into DC Comics as much as I am now, I've been thinking to myself: Man... what if they made a fighting game with nothing but established DC Comics characters in it fighting each other, and if the game worked and was fantastic? What if the levels where interactive and made you feel like you took a part in events right out from the comics in a cinematic way? What if all the characters where free to work the way they are supposed to, without any limits or worry about balancing it out and just make sure it still does work and somehow is balanced? I know it will never happen, but... I can dream. I mean, man... what if the game even had Doomsday and Deathstroke in it?
Kept on and on and on thinking about this to myself. Because that's what I do - I envision perfect things to arrive and exist. People tell me those thing will never happen, but it actually is one of the few things I always keep myself optimistic about. And unlike most people, I do not take it fo
For the Love of Joker 9For the Love of Joker 93 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When I reached Selina's apartment with my things, I parked my car in the alleyway; knowing full well that it was illegal, but not caring one bit.
I climbed up the stairwell to the top floor and dropped my suitcase in front of the last door on the right side of the hallway, and rapped three times on the door. Despite the early hour I heard the familiar squeak of the floorboards as Selina came to inspect the peephole. I heard a small intake of breath and a the click of the door unlocking.
When the door swung open I saw Selina... with a drastic haircut.
Disregarding the sudden lack of hair atop Selina's head, I rushed myself into her arms and began to cry... not trying so desperately to hold it all together, as I had earlier.
Whilst in her arms I kicked off my heels into her apartment, quickly resolving to change into my pair of white Chuck Taylor's as soon as possible.
We were still standing in her doorway, and I was still sobbing into her shoulder. At this time I couldn't
Jokers PoemBats rip at my soul,Jokers Poem2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My mind loses control,
Smiles fill my mind,
Scars make me confined.
My painted face masks my pain,
My greenish hair hides all my shame.
For now my life is full of death,
I long to hear each and every last breath.
I wait for the Batman to appear,
And make me smile from ear to ear,
And as my scars form a Chelsea grin,
He makes me feel like the greatest sin.
The dark knight is my only goal,
Because he knows the rip in my soul,
He always makes me lose control,
‘Cuz our love will never get old.
Enjoy The ShowHarley plugged in her sewing machine and set it up. A lamp on the desk was the only light in the dark room. The shades were pulled closed and the cracked wall clock ticked awkwardly. She took Joker's purple coat off a hook on the wall and lovingly smoothed it down under the needle of the machine.Enjoy The Show4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Joker had torn a hole in his sleeve from tussling with the Batman last night. Luckily he managed to get away again, much to Harley's relief. When Joker returned home he laughed for an hour straight about giving Batman a nasty, and well-deserved, broken arm.
Harley pulled out a roll of the same velvety fabric from her closet and measured out the right size. She always took care of his clothes. It was her first job when she turned into Harley Quinn and started living with him.
Joker originally got his famous violet suit from a private tailor. He had threatened him into making it whenever he needed a new one. But now that he had Harley, she was happily responsible for taking care of all his cloth
One Little Flower - Prt 1"What's the harm in one little flower?"One Little Flower - Prt 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The charming voice still rang in her head. How could she have been so blind? Completely unaware of the hidden lust laced in between each word he said. Looking back it had been so obvious. Yet he had lulled her into a false sense of security so fast, she barely had time to comprehend anything. What's the harm in one little flower? She was facing it right now.
The night air was considerably colder than it had been that morning or that whole day really. A young woman, perhaps the oldest of twenty, clutched the light black coat to her body. It was a futile attempt to keep herself warm. Needless to say, it didn't help much. She took long strides, wandering down the unusually empty main streets. She had considered taking the back streets, it would save her time. The less she was in this cold air, the better.
As she glanced down an upcoming alley way, she bit her lip. This young female had always been rather paranoid. People had poked fun of her, sayi
smexy vs reader part 5smexy vs reader part 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
'NONONONO WAKE UP. DONT LET HIM WIN!' You scolded yourself for letting that happen. Your eyes shot open and you could feel the pain rushing to your side. You put your hand on it and look at your hand. It was red. You were bleeding. You start to panic. Looking around you saw a cloth and picked it up. You pull your shirt up to 5th from last rib and slowly wrap the cloth around you." Trying to seduct me. Well its working. Just pull your shirt up more." He said lenning on the door frame. " Go way. Im trying to fix my wound, fag." You said tieing the cloth. He takes a step towards you. You are suddenly face to face well no face with him." Put me down!" You yelled with a growl. He kissed you and put you on the bed. You felt the heat flooding to your face. "Killer" he yelled as he pinned you down to the bed. Not amused you snap at him. When the door opens he turns to Emit. You took this opitunity to chop on him. CHOP! You bit down on his hand and he let you go. You ran to Emit." What are doin
Fading Scars Part I (GajeelxLevy)Fading Scars Part I (GajeelxLevy)1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Levy was sprinting down the down the darkened streets of Magnolia as fast as her slender legs would take her.
Where's Jet and Droy?! She looked around frantically for her friends or really anyone.
The entire town looked deserted, except for one other person.
Levy looked over her shoulder and she could see a large silhouette running along the rooftops behind her.
Levy gasped and let out a choking cry of despair. It didn't matter how long or hard she ran, he would catch her, he always caught her.
Levy cried out as her foot suddenly caught on some piece of debris, and she fell down on the cold road.
Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she shakily got to her feet but it was too late.
A large shadow flew over her head as the figure jumped from the roof and landed with a loud thump in front of her.
For the Love of Joker 2For the Love of Joker 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
2. Chemicals React~
~But The Planets All Aligned
When You Looked Into My Eyes
And Just Like That
The Chemicals React
~Aly and Aj (Chemicals React)
I sat, and sat, and sat, and sat. The clock was slowly ticking on. Like a metronome, slowly pacing off the beats to my impending satisfaction. I couldn't believe it only took all of six minutes to break Hugo Strange's resolve and get the doctor I wanted.
Fuck, it's cold in here. I popped the collar of my suit jacket, leaning heavily into the woolen fabric.
I was so bored, and there weren't any more knives in my pockets nor were there any orderlies in the interview room to use as target practice, so to entertain my sadistic mind, I flexed each section of my muscles slowly, taking inventory of my new injuries.
Starting with my left leg, I extended it out in front of me while I was seated. I pointed my toe, like one of those ridiculous ballerinas, and there it was- I winced minutely- my left ankle was broken for sure. I slowly worked up
Blue Rose (LokixOC)Blue Rose (LokixOC)3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Alright class, the project is due next time I see you." With that, Suzanne's Pacific Theater history class was dismissed. She grumbled a bit as she collected her books. She sighed not wanting her friend to see her like this, so she put on a brave face so that she could see him. Gabriel was the only person to make her day worthwhile. She still had no clue that he was really Loki using an alias. She slung her shoulder bag onto her right shoulder and headed out the classroom, thankful that that was the last class of the day.
As she continued to cross campus she saw her classmate from her Mythology class. "Suzanne! I have a question for you about Hercules." The woman that called out to her jogged over to her away from the person she was speaking to. Suzanne didn't recognize him and figured that was the guy she was always going on about.
"Hey Natasha, what is it?" She asked really trying to keep her mood in check. The red headed assassin looked at her a bit perplexed. She could tell someth
Riddler “I’d like to see Jervis Tetch.”Riddler1 year ago in Humor More Like This
“Really? That one’s been very popular lately. He’s in cell block 2, cell #112644.” The secretary answered filing her long pink nails.
Edward nodded his thanks and pushed onward. He reached the cell she had told him, to find it empty.
“Cell number 112644.” Edward sighed. “That senseless woman told me the wrong number.”
It’s common knowledge that most, given the circumstances, seem to be very close to the thing they try to remember. People with poor memory or, in her case, poor brain capacity, may actually miss only one little thing. In this case a number.
Given that cell block two only goes from 112000 to 113000. I can deduct those numbers pretty easily. Sure, I can walk up and down the block but that could take a while.
Down the Rabbit's Hole pt2'Will you, Won't you... Will you, Won't you.. Won't you join the dance?'Down the Rabbit's Hole pt23 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Jervis sat in Group Therapy, Daydreaming again. Nothing new, Nothing Old.
'You Couldn't, Wouldn't... Couldn't, Wouldn't... Wouldn't join the dance.'
Harley Sat next to Her Joker, Holding his arms Contently. She was Also Beside Jervis. Jervis Was next to Crane, On the other side of Crane was Ivy, Beside Ivy was Edward Nygma, Or the Riddler, He preferred either or, and beside him was Two Face, Then there was Their Therapist.
Dr. Young, Who helped Connect the Circle.
Jervis let his mind wonder in circles, He Remembered fond memory's and thought of his Wonderland, He remembered how His Old Therapist try to corrupt his World, Giving him horrible envisions of his beautiful Alice, Her Lovely Blonde Hair was covered in Blood, Her Skin was Pale and her eyes were wide in horror. Told him to get out of his fantasy. Then He thought of Jonathan. And Let his Mind warp into another epidemic of thoughts, Listing to his voice, his
Joker BeyondJoker Beyond7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was the year 3000; Neo-Gotham was nothing like the old Gotham of the 20Th century
No, this Gotham was bright, sunny and clean of crime, thanks in part for Batman
Well its not the same batman we used to know, Future one, he was Bruce Wayne the 7th
Who was elected mayor of Gotham, dissolved the obsolete police force and replaced it with Batman Force, squads of trained personal with Batman Suites developed by collaboration between Wayne Tech and S.T.A.R labs.
Just like his father before him, and his ancestors, no one knew the relations, what everyone knew that Batman and his Bat Squad were able to remove crime from the street of Neo-Gotham, no small crime, no big ones, everyone was safe and happy
Bruce Wayne the 7th (or Batman) was at the batcave, reviewing the Bat force Reports
When he felt a hand massaging his shoulder, he looks up and sees his wife Jennifer who also is his deputy in the Bat Force Batwoman.
Batwoman looks at him and says
Bruce, you have been reviewi
MusingIn the dark of the night, bodies clashed. Something in complete darkness or lighted by the moon that slunk through the open window. Together they molded, hands groping at whatever they could reach as the air around them heated up. Other nights they were left too sleep, curled together with an arm resting on different parts.Musing6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ace continued his stare at the ceiling, almost as if he had no idea what to make of it. It had passed two hours that he stared upward, still awake. One arm was tucked underneath his head, supporting it, while the other arm was laying almost lifelessly on the bed. Beside him, he was listening to soft breathing. A light hiss was accompained with it.
Snake slept peacefully, his back to his older lover. He had curled his body, the navy blue hair resting against the pillow as he did not move. He was content to remain where he was until needed to get up. Ace let a faint sigh emerge from his lips.
What was he doing in this bed?
Sleeping with his lackey? A male one.
That Damn SmileWade leaned his head back against the stone wall of the apartment building, shutting his eyes against the dim light of the setting sun. He stared at those trashcans across the ally, mind snapping back to the times he used them as shelter against the cold hate of the outside world. He was 17, now. He didn't need to hide anymore. He knew how to fight. He let out a sigh, bored to death.That Damn Smile3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Wade stood up, pulling his red hoodie over his head, shoving his hands in his jean pockets as he turned onto the sidewalk. He glanced at the watch he stole a few weeks ago. It was around four-thirty. Cool. Sidewalks will be nice and busy. No one will notice him. He carefully pushed through the crowds, avoiding the busy folk trying to head home or wherever the hell they needed to be; he didn't care. He turned a quick corner and onto a less busy street, hoping to get away from all the people when a sudden shorter body plowed into him, knocking them both down. And of course, Wilson had to go and scrape his pa
Epic Youtuber Rap Battle - Cryaotic vs. PewdiepieEPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY!!!Epic Youtuber Rap Battle - Cryaotic vs. Pewdiepie1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cryaotic vs. Pewdiepieeeeeeee
Haha, how’s it going bros
My name is Pewdiepie
I’m about to make this sorry excuse
For a youtuber go home and Cry
Keep that mask on
No one wants to see your face
I’ll bro fist your ass into pure disgrace
28 Million subscribers man I’m still in first place!
On the last video, I go live on Twitch
Just to show this guy Pewdiepie
Just how much he’s a little bitc*
And so it continues with me whooping his ass
I’ll be the one to take all your fans and Outlast
I don’t need to show my face to put you in F.E.A.R.
My badass voice is all that you need to hear
I spit rhymes scarier than your creepypasta
I think you have Amnesia
Go home Cry, you’re drunk
Your raps are worst than your livestream bunk
I’m noticed all over YouTube, is that an issue?
My di*k is longer than your Okami playthrough!
Dark Carnival Sober Gamzee PoemYou open the door that leads to a carnivalDark Carnival Sober Gamzee Poem4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not just any carnival, a carnival full of darkness
You look to see lumpy green ooze
All of a sudden you hear a laugh that could possibly be from a clown
You feel as if your legs are buried in slime
You have entered a nightmare brother
We are higher than you brother
There is no turning back once you open the door that leads to the carnival
You step in a puddle of green slime
Looking to your left and right darkness
Filled with slime
Green to red to blue to yellow to orange that slime
All of it looks to be a bunch of ooze
All of a sudden the slime disappeared and then came again darkness
Do you have hatred for me brother?
You desperately try to find the handle that let you to this carnival
But all you find is a puppet clown
It smiled at you, that clown
But soon it was covered with slime
This place had no escape, what a mad place at the carnival
The carnival was once again finned with ooze
Are you at your end brother?
It was too hard to fight, tha