Kind WordsA HARLEY QUINN/JOKER FANFICTIONKind Words1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"You think I'm pretty, without any makeup on. You think I'm funny, when I tell the punch line wrong. I know you get me, so I let my walls come down, dooowwwwnnnn! Let's go all the way tonight, no regrets, just love. We can dance until we die, you and I, will be young forever!"
Joker looked up from a newspaper he had spread over the lap of his dirty purple suit and looked at the closed bathroom door where, behind the rotted wood, Harley was showering and singing an annoying pop song about love at the top of her lungs. "That girl couldn't carry a tune with a bucket," he muttered as he looked back down to the paper. He circled the obituary of a death he had caused, a smile spreading on his dry, scabby lips.
" You brought me to life, now every February, you'll be my valentine valentine! Let's go all the way tonight, no regrets just love. We can dance until we die, you and I will be young fore
For the Love of Joker 3For the Love of Joker 31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
3. I Wanna Be Free~
~I Wanna Be Free, I Wanna Be Loved
I Wanna Be More Than You're Thinking Of
Everything Seems To Be Estranged When You’re Alone...
One Day I'll Stop Keeping Track
And Give Myself Time To React
-Panic! at the Disco (I Wanna Be Free)
The doe-eyed child stared, slack-jawed, back at me.
I wondered idly what she would look like with white face paint over her porcelain face, a diamond pattern decorating her attire that, naturally, clung to her perfect skin.
I sit back in my chair and tap my toe, feigning impatience.
"I'm a-waiting doll-face." I arch my eyebrow again, letting my eyes turn dark and cold. I was tired of this game already. I only put the effort into warmth because she was pleasing me with her wonderful naivety. But now, I shook my head internally. This may not be worth the effort after all.
"Mister Joker, my name is Doctor H. Quinzel. I am here to help you," she sauntered over to the table and slammed her hands down on the table.
For the Love of JokerFor the Love of Joker1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A/N- The 400(ish) words long piece of literature in between these symbols: -*- is written in third person, omniscient, while the rest of the story is written in first person that bounces around between the main cast. This is here just to make sure you don’t get confused!
A pair of green eyes scanned the pictures in a therapist directory, flipping through page after page, staring at picture after picture- waiting to detect the perfect subject.
When suddenly the man stopped, and stabbed his finger in the middle of a page towards the end of the book.
“I want her!” He commanded at the other man in the room.
“I'm sorry, but she only handles patient paperwork and those sorts of things. She doesn't deal with high-class criminals, like yourself.” The opposite man quipped in a monotonic, English, accent.
“I don't care. I won't talk to anyone but her.”
“Why her?” The English man scratched at his chin.
“Don't psycho-analyze me,
JXHQ: Interrogation"He's going to kill you one day." He said, arms crossed over his broad, Kevlar-covered chest. He glared at her.JXHQ: Interrogation4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
She met his forceful gaze evenly. "I know."
Harley Quinn had been left behind again, after a bank heist did not succeed. The Joker had used her as a distraction as the cops moved in and Batman flew to the rescue. Though the criminal mastermind had escaped, his clown princess was not so lucky. She'd put up a fight, spitting curse after curse at the caped crusader. He merely threw her over his shoulder and deposited her into the passenger seat of the Batmobile, handcuffing her to the door. At least she was unable to try and find the radio.
"One day," She had sworn. "I will find the Batradio and turn that shit up. Even if it takes a lifetime."
Now she was sitting in a room with Batman and Commissioner Gordon, being interrogated. All she had done was make up excuses for why her "Puddin" was forced to leave her behind. Eventually, Batman had gotten fed up and told her that the clo