HEY, LOOK, LISTEN, YOU READER! I know this story is crap and has NOTHING to do with DC or Suicide Squad, or ANY movie, or game I happen to shove in this, but this is what I do with my stories, I change them up, and make people cringe, and rethink their existence. But don't worry, not all my stories are like this, don't panic. This is my first cringe story... BUT BE WARNED! Contains lemon, fluff, smut, forbidden ships, and cringey crossovers that shouldn't exist on planet earth.. And some characters I changed up a bit... If you're looking for the Bendy and the ink Machine part, it's on chapter 4

Bang, crash, rattle.

One step at a time the young child

stepped slower towards the racket,

curiosity taking over her young mind.

A jar.

A jar full of ink, seeping out at the loose lid,

fearfully opening it. The child would

never forget what she has

seen..

"Hey there, kid.." A laugh escaped my lips.

The sun beamed on The Joker's face, forcing him to wake up. Unlike his lover, Harley, who was curled up against his chest. He smirked, looking at her makeup blob of a face.

Damn, does this girl ever take off her makeup?

She looked pretty either way, sexy, as The Joker would say.

He played with her blonde hair out of boredom.

After minutes of messing up her hair, The Joker grabbed his phone to check the time.

7:08

As much as he hated to interrupt his sleeping beauty, he knew it was time for both of them to get out of bed.

He shook her body, not harshly, but enough to wake her up.

Nothing.

That's when he knew he had to do this the hard way.

He flipped Harley on to her back, turned her head over, revealing her doll like face towards the scorching, hot sun.

"Mmmm..." Her eyelids parted just a few centimeters, before turning her face away from the sun.

"Harley, if you don't get up, I'm gonna..." Joker was still tired, he couldn't think of a threat.

"HARLEY!" His yell took her by surprise, she sat up in the bed as soon as she could feel the tension in his voice. "What...?" She groaned. "Why... do you always do this..." He looked at her face, melted makeup everywhere Tsk tsk tsk, this girl... "Do what?" the young girl rubbed her eyes, sluggishly. "That, to your face. You never take that glop off.." He placed a hand on her waist. Harley shrugged "It makes me feel comfortable.. Why would you care anyways?" Harley turned her head to face him, he chuckled.

"So... No, 'thank you'?" He smiled, changing the subject.

"For what?"

His smile faded, how could she forget everything he has done for her, breaking her out of that hell hole. As soon as she made direct eye contact with him she remembered. "Oh, you breaking me out. Sorry, puddin' I'm just so tired.." She giggled. "No excuse young lady.." Joker snarled, gripping her waist tighter, his nails digging into her delicate skin. She cried out in pain, causing his face to paint a large grin across his face. "I'm sorry, I'M SORRY!" She screamed, he loosened his grip. "You're being more jumpy than usual.. What's going on..." He rubbed the back of his hand on her cheek. "I really don't know..."

He could tell she wasn't lying.

"Why don't you try and forget about it doll.." Joker took his hands off her and got out of bed. Harley didn't budge, she just sat there watching him. He slipped on some sweatpants and threw on a purple hoodie. Harley took her eyes off him and started to play with the pink and blue ends of her hair. The pink side reminded her of herself, the blue reminded her of someone, but she didn't know who, no, not Joker, someone she knew longer than time. Someone who would never lay a finger on her, never hurt her, would DIE for her, someone who she betrayed but didn't even notice.. but who?

"Harley..? HARLEY?" Joker snapped, trying to get her back to reality. "What...? Oh.." She stuttered. "Get some clothes on. I don't want anyone looking at you're naked body, we're gonna be expecting company soon." Harley didn't bother asking who was coming over, she ran to her closet and grabbed a pink crop top, and randomly picked some shorts, she didn't know what they looked like, but they where shorts. She quickly put on her clothes and re-did her makeup. She ran to her puddin to get an approval of her outfit. When he first got sight of it, he could feel the dammed itch in his crotch. He sighed, Fucking kids today... "Ok, baby, if thats really what you're gonna wear..." Harley giggled in excitement. "Who's coming over?" She finally spat out. "Oh, you know.. Harvey, Riddler, Penguin, Freeze.." Like he didn't have to explain that a million times. Harley gave no response. "I'm going to get something to eat.. come if you want." In a split second he was out of the bedroom.

For a long time she just stood there.. she didn't know why.. she looked at her blue side.. who is this... a loud growl interrupted her thinking. She put on some heels and rushed to the kitchen. Joker was there talking on the phone with someone, looking really pissed. When Harley stepped in the room he put his phone to his chest and mouthed the words "Johnny" Harley nodded and opened the refrigerator. She looked over at a bottle of alcohol. She knew Joker wouldn't let her drink, but something deep inside her wanted her to take one sip. Harley glanced over to see if Joker was watching. He was too busy on the phone. She quickly snatched the bottle, not making any noise, she couldn't get it open, honestly, she didn't know how. She was so focused on trying to open the bottle, she didn't realize how much noise she was making.

Joker finally hung up and noticed his little girl, trying to open his beer. He grabbed it from her hands, popped the cap, and took a large sip. "The fuck where you trying to do? You know I don't let you drink!" He gave her a sharp slap on the face, to get a point through her. "I-i-i..." She couldn't say anything, "I'm sorry..." she mumbled. "You're sorry, what?" Joker didn't keep his eyes off her. "I'm sorry, daddy." She looked in his dark eyes. "What do you want to eat.." he looked off to the side. "Just fix me something." She shrugged.

Harley skipped into the living room and flopped down on the sofa. She took her phone out from her bra and began to text one of her girlfriends.

Harley: Heyyyy Redd*happy face emoji*

Ivy: Hey, hun. What's up?

Harley: Nothing really I just woke up lol.

Ivy: So are you free this afternoon?

Harley: I'll have to ask Mr. J...

Ivy: Ohhhh come on, why??

Harley: Cause if I just go out without permission he'll get angry..

Ivy: What are you? His daughter?*angry emoji*

Harley: Lol no, he just cares about me. Anyways, I have to go. Puddins got breakfast. BYE

Ivy: Bye dont let the pervert hurt you..

Harley giggled at Ivy's last text. "Harley, come on honey, I dont have all day!" Joker called to her.

"COMING!"

She stopped by the doorway at the sight of Joker's hoodie thrown on the floor, revealing his ripped, tattooed chest. "Well, don't just stand there, come on." He walked over to her and dragged her to his side.

After breakfast all of Joker's guests came over, along with a few of his henchmen. "Nice to see you again, Harley." One of Joker's men greeted. Joker snarled, "Don't talk to her..." He usually didn't give out warnings, just pure destruction. Harvey cleared his throat, "So, J, how's everything going..?" He couldn't think of anything else to say to ease the tension. "So are we gonna play poker or what?" Penguin sighed.

Buzz Buzz

"Oh, uh sorry.. I have to take this..." Harley quickly grabbed her phone out of her purse and checked who was calling.

Unknown Caller

Swipe to answer

Harley swiped on her screen and held her phone close to her ear.

"Hello?" She whispered.

Nothing was on the other line.

They must've hung up before I could've answered...

She happily skipped back to the group of boys.

"Who called..?" Joker snapped as soon as she stepped in.

"I don't know they hung up."

Joker looked away from her and focused back to the game. "Come here.." He ordered, motioning her to sit on his lap. She ran over to him and plopped down on his lap. His mouth brushed over her ear, "Remember, don't say ANYTHING unless, daddy, or anyone else says so..." He reminded. Harley responded with a kiss on his cheek. He grinned, the really mischievous way.

"Can I go watch T.V. or something?" Harley complained, getting really bored. Half of the stuff the gang was talking about didn't even make sense to her, just guy things. Sometimes they would talk about her, but she wasn't directed to speak. "I guess you can..." Riddler stepped in. "She's my girl, I decide if she leaves or not!" J snapped. "Sorry, J." He backed down off his territory. "Go." J strictly ordered her away. She would usually leave in the middle of poker. Grabbing the remote and switching on the T.V. she looked for something decent to watch. She got it on a show she never heard of before, but it caught her attention.

'How could you do this to me? Leaving me for someone even WORSE?'

'It's better off this way... I never meant to hurt you...'

'What did I do wrong? I would never lay a hand on you! And this.. this.. UGH! I knew it.. you lied to me, out of PITY.'

Both girls where speechless.

'I... I never liked-'

'-YOU NEVER LIKED GIRLS? Oh yeah... so not obvious...'

With tearful eyes, Harley quickly turned off the Television. Usually, she wouldn't cry about stuff like this, but something about this, seemed to hit her. She sighed, she decided to watch something on YouTube

After an eternity, well, at least what Harley thought, of poker. She was already tired. "Puddin, I'm tired..."

Joker glared at the time on his phone, "What the hell? It's fucking, 4 in the afternoon!" He growled. Harley didn't say anything. Joker just rolled his eyes. "C'mere..." He took her by the wrist and led her to the bedroom, slammed her on the bed, and slowly towered on top of her, "Wait..." He got off of her tiny body, "Take off your clothes.." snarling he slid off his hoodie. Harley slowly pulled off her top, then her shorts, then her panties. "Ahem... ALL of your clothes..." Joker glared at her strapless bra. Realizing, Harley ripped that off too, Joker pinned her to the bed, shadowing over her body. He then, forcefully, banged his lips against her soft, red stained, ones. Joker slowly slipped his tip in, her hot, young breath on his face.

he pounded against her tight entrance, going slow, until she felt comfortable, if she got too comfy he thrusted at the speed to light. A loud moan escaped her lips, "P-puddin', I'm gonna..." She gasped for air. "Not yet, not until I tell you.." He murmured into her neck. He made her hold it in for so long, it started to hurt. With every thrust, the pain worsened. The yearning to release, the pain, the pleasure, but mostly the pain. Joker's metal teeth latched on to her soft, porcelain skin.

"Now"

As soon as he spoke the words, she followed his orders and released. He slowly pulled out and sprayed hot liquid on her stomach.

He laid down beside her and grabbed her plump breasts.

"I love you..."

"I love you too.."

END! OK this first chapter is a bit short but it is my first so stop being so butthurt. YES it's not that cringey yet, but soon my children, soon you'll regret reading more...