WARNING: LATER IN THE STORY THINGS GET REALLY DEEP, so if you don't want to spend 84 hours questioning life, please click away. Includes Heaven and Hell. And if you all are wondering why this story is so cringey, I'M DOING THIS ON PURPOSE!! It's meant to be a target for cringe. I honestly do this cause I can't be better than all the other people who make awesome fanfiction about Joker and Harley, trust me I read some of those stories for ideas and they are REALLY good and very thought out, and here I am, just spitting out words into a computer XD. Also for you guys wondering if Harleen is the real villian or not, you just have to wait, don't worry I'll tell later on ;) Well here we go..
"Well, I guess it's time for bed, huh baby?" Joker said, holding his little Harlequin in his arms. She looked up at him and yawned, "mmhmm.." He laid her down on the mattress, going to tuck her in. Right before he grabbed the blankets, he noticed numerous bruises on her ankles. He furiously lifted her bruised leg and looked for more bruises. To his surprise, her other ankle had as much bruises as the other. "Puddin? What are you doing?" She looked at him, he turned his face over to hers, both their eyes meeting, his angered ones, and her tired ones.
"Where the fuck did you get these God damn bruises?" He tried to sound calm, holding in all his anger.
No response.
"ANSWER ME, GIRL!"
Still no responce, except tears filling up her eyes.
He squeezed her leg tighter out of frustration, "Why the hell are you fucking crying?" He wasn't yelling but his voice was loud, at least to her, when she cried everything was loud, she couldn't think straight.
"MIND YOUR OWN BUISNESS!" She cried, she felt a huge knot in her throat.
His jaw dropped, How dare she talk to me like that...
He dropped her leg and gave her a painful slap to her face. "Where. Did. You. Get. These. Bruises.." He whispered in her ear. Harley explained everything, what happened at Belle Reve, the guards beat her, tortured her.
Joker got off her and climbed off the bed, "I'll be right back.." He hissed, he stormed out of the bedroom and ran into his office, breaking down the door. He was full with anger, rage, fury. He punched 12 holes in the wall, his arm was filled with pain, he glared at his bloody knuckles, Christ... He felt like cutting off his hand, but the thought of having no hand would just make his life more shitty than it already was.
Harley heard all the racket coming from the room, she tiptoed out of bed to see what was happening. She saw Joker, he was breathing really loudly, crying? Maybe. She silently stepped over to him, scared of what he might do. He moved his eyes over his shoulder, "curiosity killed the cat.." He murmured under his breath. "Are you okay?" She said slowly. "I'm fine." He had a stern look on his face, "if you don't go back to the bedroom THIS INSTANT, I'm gonna.." He noticed the mascara on her face, he wanted to wipe it away so bad, but she already made her way to the door.
Great.. just fucking great.. Joker slammed his bloodstained fist into the wall, pain shot up his arm. He burst into his closet and got a first aid kit, wrapping his knuckles in bandages.
When he stepped in the bedroom he noticed her cold, curled up body, no blankets. J sighed and threw the blankets on her, he dropped his body on the bed and tried to get some shut-eye. For hours and hours he just tossed and turned. He had to get some sleep.
Fuck the girl, J.. The voice in his head echoed
Shut the fuck up, ya cunt..
C'mon, look at that bitch. You raised it to be this way.
FUCK OFF! Joker mentally gave his voice the middle finger.
she's a slut, your slut, why do you think you always keep her around? Cause of her pussy.. you know you want it.
Joker placed a hand over his Damaged tattoo in frustration.
it was now 2:23 and he still hadn't gotten enough sleep. He turned over and looked at his Harley, sound asleep. He examined her body. His eyes ran all over her, he moved closer to her, wrapped his arm around her and took a good look at her face. Her beautiful red stained lips, her perfectly decorated eyelids, he saw the streaks of dried mascara on her face. He licked his thumb and began to wipe away the mascara. Joker's eyes traveled off her face, and down to her breasts, two basketballs on her chest. He moved his hand to touch her left breast.
He wanted her to wake up, he began to spank her ass. She didn't budge, he began to grow frustrated with his stubborn girl. He turned on the light, sat up, and started shaking her. "Wake up.." He yelled. Harley turned over to look at him, "Stay up with daddy.." He looked at her with lust in his eyes. Harley nodded, but her eyelids where like heavy weights, she couldn't keep them from covering her ocean blue eyes. Joker snapped his fingers in her face, "Don't close your God damn eyes."
Harley didn't know what to say, she just gazed into his soul. "C'mere." He grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and pulled her in with him. He chuckled, seeing his naked baby standing in the shower. "P-puddin...?" She was still tired, she had no idea what was going on.
He started to clean her, licking her, like an animal would lick it's young. He moved his hand down to her waist, squeezing it. He began to lick violently, with every squeeze on her waist. "Ya want more?" He mumbled through her skin. She didn't respond, he just kept on licking and squeezing. "No, puddin I'm too tired.." She faked a yawn. He let go of her wet body, "You're tired?" He snarled, "Well, how's about i try to wake ya up a bit..." In a blink of an eye, he turned the shower so cold, Harley jumped. J laughed so hard he nearly busted his head on the wall, "HOLY FUCK!" Harley screamed, Joker's smile faded as soon as he heard her voice, he grabbed her by the neck, a tight grip, "Listen here, doll, you're not in prison anymore, only I can say those types of words. GOT IT?" His hands loosened up and traveled down to her hips, he could feel her shaking. "I-I-I'm sorry, i-i-Its j-just so c-c-cold.." She grabbed on to his body for warmth, but Joker had other plans in mind. He picked her up and lifted her against the wall, she wrapped her soaking legs around his waist. He began to bite and suck on her breasts, making her shudder, which was painful to her, since she was already cold.
Joker started to tease her entrance, she let out a tiny moan when she felt his giant cock being forced inside her tiny body. He then, started to feel her slip, "P-puddin...? I'm slipping.."
Joker let out a sigh, "Damn, I'm gonna end up with blue balls.." He growled. Harley giggled, he set her down, turned off the shower, and started to dry her off, right after he dried himself off. "You're so god damn spoilt.." He joked. "C'mon, before my big boy looses it." He dragged his doll to the bedroom and carefully laid her down on the bed. He stroked her face with his bandaged hand. He looked deep into her eyes, she was asking for it. He, once again, slammed his cock inside of her. With his body towering over her, and a huge dick inside of her, it was really hard to breath.
He thrusted faster than anyone could ever imagine, he continued to bite her plump breasts, she could feel her climax, "Let me.." She moaned, Joker stopped feasting on her chest and looked up at her. He was about to reach his end also. He pulled her head closer to his, and forced a kiss, as they both released.
He laid there, his head on her chest. She was too busy trying to catch her breath, than to focus on her daddy giving her a new tattoo. She looked on her waist and saw the words 'Property of Joker' with a heart at the end. She smiled before going back into a deep sleep. The rest of the night was just him looking at her, until he fell into sleep mode.
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Harley and Harleen sat at a black and pink dining table, Harleen sitting on the black side, Harley on the pink
Harley didn't know what they where eating, but they had plates. Harley gave Harleen a little smile, trying to break the ice.
Harleen just looked up at her, no smile, just a dark glare. Her pitch black eyes showed no pity. Harleen had on a pretty good outfit, a blue blouse, stained with.. black blood? It was dripping over her ripped leggings. She saw Harleen glare at her.
She saw her mutter a few words, Harley couldn't hear them, Harleen looked away from her, "It's been pretty long.." Harleen said. Harley nodded, the only time they actually had a conversation is when Harleen ordered her to kill everyone in her path.
"Do you.. want to eat?" Harley asked.
Harleen giggled, "This is a dream, you can't eat, dumbass." Harleen stood up from her chair and somehow poofed over beside Harley, she took Harley's hand, "Come on.."
Harley was very suspicious, Harleen never took her hand before, except if she wanted to break it, or do some ritual.
Her and Harley only took just a few steps, and they where already miles away from the table, they ended up walking on to a balcony, Harleen took a deep breath, "We all just live for the thrill don't we?" She smirked, still holding Harley's hand, "But, it's all just fake, we might not realize it now, but.. we're somehow afraid of something, and that something is death. Life is just a pointless dream, and we're all want to wake up, Heaven, Hell. Heaven is our salvation, Hell is our curse.. We don't know when, or how we get saved from this speck. It's all just a circle, life, death, love... do we even know what it all means?"
Harley's mouth gaped, Harleen has never been this deep before, God knows how long she's held this in. "Harleen?" Harley wanted to say a few words. "Is this really you? Or is it just one dream? I know I don't say it a lot but, I wish you were actually with me, there for me when I'm hurt. I know what you can do, I've seen it with my own eyes, what you're capable of. I just want to know if you're really out there..."
"Harley I.. hah hah.."
Harley turned back towards her other half.
She couldn't see her, "Harleen?"
"Where are you?"
Everything was gone, Harleen everything.
The only thing she could see was Poison Ivy standing in front of her, arms crossed, "Well? Did you ask him?"
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A few minutes later, Harley's eyes shot wide open. "PUDD-" Before she could finish, she saw Joker looking through her phone. "Wh-what are you doing..?" She kicked off the covers to check and see what he was looking at. "You're not going with that rotting plant." He snapped. "But why?" Harley pouted.
"I don't want to loose you again."
"I'll be careful, Red will protect me."
"Hah, I rather believe that aliens would protect you.." He set her phone back on the nightstand, "Now, go back to sleep."
Harley pouted even more, she really wanted to go out with Red, she hadn't seen her in months. She looked up at Joker, he was texting someone on his phone, Hutch, she didn't know who that was, but she assumed one of his henchmen. "D-daddy..." Harley said in a tiny squeak, he turned his head a tiny bit, "What was Harleen like?"
"What do you mean?"
"Was she... nice?"
J turned and laughed, "'Nice'? How could someone with absolutely NO soul be 'nice'?" He dropped his phone and fully turned towards her, "I'll tell ya what she's like, baby. She's a cold hearted, self-centered, spawn of Satan, she's even worse than me! Y'know eyeball? The guy that never talks, or shows any emotion? She made him scream, and CRY. Well I don't know if he cried through that giant mask, but it really sounded like he was crying, and that was just with one GLARE!.. THAT'S what she was like." Harley was in full disbelief. Was everything she did fake? Did Harleen lie? Harley slowly turned over, "Harleen was really kind to me for once, she told me some deep feelings, about life, about dreams.. It seemed like she cared about me.."
"It's a trick, don't listen to her, I dont want you gettin hurt... Go to bed and let's forget this ever happened."
"But it all sounded so real! It was so moving!" Harley sat up and sat on his ripped body, "She actually cared about me for once! She wasn't lying, I just know she wasn't!"
"HARLEY! She's cunning and manipulating, trust me. She's gonna corrupt you-"
"Just like you did!" Harley snapped out of no where, she covered her mouth with both hands, it felt like she wasn't in control when she said that, like she was possessed. "Excuse me..." Joker quickly sat up and pushed her off of him. he grabbed her by the throat, tighter than usual, "I don't know where the fuck this attitude is coming from, but you never EVER say that to me. I didn't corrupt you, I saved you from that demon." He loosened his grip and threw her on the floor, leaving a huge bruise on her back. "I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean it.." She felt a tear roll down her face. "Well you should've thought about what you said before you went and said it!" He turned, leaving his back facing her, "You're sleeping on the floor tonight."
Harley turned away from him, curling up onto the hard, cold, floor. Tears spilled from her eyes. I just want to see Harleen again... What started out from a tiny weep, turned into intense sobbing. She felt her phone drop on her head, "Shut up, I'm trying to get some sleep!" Joker yelled, "Well, unless if... you want a..."
"A what?"
"Blowjob?" Joker turned towards her and smirked.
As much as Harley wanted it, she was still mad at him for throwing her like that. She rubbed her back, "My back hurts.." She lied. J rolled his eyes, "I don't care, I'm in the mood." He picked her up like a little puppy and sat her down on the bed, he forced her mouth open with the tip of his member, soon enough, half of his cock was inside her mouth. Before shoving the whole thing in her throat he teased her, slowly moving her head, he loved hearing the gagging noice when she sucked him.
Finally, he fed her every inch of him, moving her head until he released into her moist mouth. Grabbing all her corage, she swallowed the giant glob in her mouth. He leaned in closer and forced her mouth onto his, "I don't want anyone to kiss you like I do.." He whispered in that rough, sexy voice she loved. Harley couldn't help but smile, she gave up on the act of being angry and wrapped her arms around him.
he fake coughed, "Um, how's your back.." He put his hands on her hips. "Fine I guess.. You left a bruise." Harley looked down at his tattooed muscles. "I'm sorry, you know I don't like to do that stuff but.. you just piss me off.. a lot." The truth was, Joker enjoyed the sounds she made when he hit her, but he didnt like it, its a confusing habbit. Harley hid her face in his chest, he rested his chin on her head.
"Puddin?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you.. love me?"
"You should already know the answer to that, doll."
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The rays of sun hit Harley's eyes, she quickly slid under the covers. Everything started to spiral, her head throbbed. Pounding noises everywhere. She covered her ears and groaned. She could hear familiar screaming, cursing and growling, not Joker, but someone. She opened her eyes just to glance at her blue peice on the end of her blonde hair.
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You thought I was gone? You thought I was NORMAL? Hah, if I could describe the agony I cause! You never really know, do you? It makes me laugh.. When someone you think is dead and gone, they decide to just... CHANGE their entire life, make them someone they're NOT! Ȳ̶̡̲͖͎͍̱̲̈ou thin̶̡̯̕k this is all just fun and games don't you, DC? You don̶̝̗̬͐̒̈́͐̀̀̑̇͗̏̄̓͋̓̅t̸͕̣̱̘̭͇̝̽̿́͂͋͆̅͊̔͒́͝ care. All you care about is M̵̲̦̫̝̰͚͔̍̆̌̓͌̔͘ͅƠ̸̧̞̦̜̫͕̙̞̫̣̈̀̾̌͂̍̀̋͂͜͜N̸̡̛̘͙̱̗͔̹͖̱̪̆̉͐̑̓̌̿Ę̴͇̼̦̗̹̑̀͛̄̃͠ͅY̵̡̘̩̲͍͚̞̮̖͖̳̻̐͊̈́̓̒͂ !!¡¡
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