always you || harley quinn x fem! reader
in which, harley always ends up with you.
it all started as an innocent thing. it was you being friendly, but even before harley knew your name she fell in love with you.
you would just usually give her a dollar to buy her favorite sandwich and she would go away. but after a few months, she stuck around, waking up with her burning down you’re kitchen, or on somedays you’d wake up with her just staring at you with pure admiration.
of course it was creepy, but then you got used to it. you don’t know how she would get in your apartment in the first place, but it was harley, so you really shouldn’t question.
on some days, when you got off of work you would see her in your couch eating food from your fridge, you’d kick her out of your apartment, since you can’t afford two people, plus she was a criminal, you couldn’t afford to go to jail.
but then, it was harley, she’d promise you no harm will ever go your way. but still you kicked her out. then you’d nail your windows shut. to stop her from entering your apartment. it did work for a year, and you were scared to admit it bu last year was gray. and as much you hate it, she brought out the best in you, and that she was the color of your life.
but then this specific night, a knock woke you up, you worked a nine to five, so of course you were angry. “what do you want.” you grumbled, as you rubbed your eyes, opening your door. “oh i’ve missed you!” harley exclaimed, hugging you tightly.
“h-harley.” you mumble, super tiredly. “i missed you so much, y/n.” she said again, pulling away with a big smile. “it’s 3 am, what are you doing?” you ask her. “well i missed you, and i just got out of prison!” she exclaimed, as your eyes grew wide in shock.
“what? so you go to me?” you pull her inside your apartment, checking if anyone saw. “oh c’mon, you missed me too.” she smiled, that stupid and wicked smile. “no. look you’re gonna get me in trouble. okay, so leave now.” you say with a stern look, as you open the window for her.
“what. makin’ me leave already?” she says, with a sadistic smile. “yes. now go.” you weren’t backing down, you wanted her out. the only things she brought you is trouble, and a couple furniture, and some jewelry she stole, but still, trouble.
“oh c’mon, hon. don’t be like that. i missed you, and you probably missed me too.” she steps closer to you, a soft smile on her lips, the moonlight shining upon her face. “c’mon, just a few more minutes?” she asks, her hands wandering to your waist, as her lips slowly went to yours.
you could’ve pulled away, but instead, you deepen the kiss by wrapping your arms around her neck, holding her closely. you guys kissed for a few more seconds, until her tongue poked your bottom lip, and you let her enter.
her tongue exploring every part of your mouth, you only pulled away so you could get some air. she looked you in the eyes, watching your every move, when you regain your breathing, she tugged on the hem of your shirt, then pulling it off.
she was like an animal, as soon as your shirt was off, she grabbed your hips, throwing your shirt off somewhere. she lifted you up, easily like you were paper, allowing for your legs to be wrapped around her. then kissing you once again.
she entered your room, and once you were laid down on the bed, she took off her shirt and your pants. after that she slowly but surely kissed down your body, removing your undergarments in the process.
she kissed down your body until she reached your core, lifting your legs on her shoulders, she kissed and made hickeys on your inner thighs before—you know what’s next.
let’s just say you—well she went all night long, until you even couldn’t move anymore in tiredness. the next morning. was interesting, you woke up with the smell of coffee on your night stand, and a note saying;
Dear, y/n, my sugarplum
sorry i cant be with you as you wake up, i had to go early, but i made coffee for you :) its not as good as your coffee, but i had to make up for all the soreness youre probably having right now :) i hope you enjoyed last night i surely did ;) i miss you.
it was sweet, she was sweet, she also kind of gave you the best after care, she was absolutely precious, despite what she looked like, but still, she was the best. and she looked absolutely gorgeous under the moonlight.
you left your apartment with a smile on your face, you were glowing to say so, maybe you really did have something to live for. maybe just maybe.
and there you are, weeks after your encounter with harley, taking off the nails on your window, leaving your windows unlocked, looking at the moon before you sleep, cause it still reminded you of her. maybe you’re down bad for her.
you waited for weeks, which turned into eight months, and that was when you lost hope, maybe she wasn’t gonna ever come back. so now you’re back in your gray life, your gray life without your color—without harley.
and here you are, walking to your apartment, seeing it was unlocked and slightly open, you didn’t leave it unlocked or open. so you’re clutching your bag ready to pounce on who ever is inside.
and once again you acted before you thought, and now you’re hitting on whoever is in your apartment. “ow! ow! honey, stop! look i know i didn’t show up for a few months but stop!”
and when you heard that voice it brought you to hit her more, “hey! stop.” she used her stern voice on you, and that’s when you stopped. “honey, i’m—hit me with that bag again and—“ she stopped herself, because you were someone special to her.
“and what? you’re gonna kill me?” you say, not backing down. “bub, cut it out.”
“you know what? kill me! i don’t care! in fact i’m glad it’s you! so you’ll go through pain for once!”
“you thought i never went through pain before!? my life before becoming who i am now was all about pain! pain and pain! and when i met you…”
“oh i don’t care! go to the person who made you that way!”
“are you jealous?” she asks her voice soft. “no! i’m tired of being the second option! tell me who do you stay with when you aren’t with me?”
“j…” you knew who, she knew you knew exactly who it was. she knew you were hurting already and she made it worst, she knew all of that. but she always came running back to you, well only if joker betrayed her or broke up with her.
“exactly. now please let yourself out.” you say, feeling tired as you walk to your room, and just lay down on your bed, staring at the celling.
and she did, you could hear the door close. so officially your unofficial relationship with harley was over. and for the next two years, she’s never showed up, not on purpose of course, you sometimes see her on the street getting chased by the police, or leaving her favorite sandwich place.
your life was gray, but still at least it wasn’t colorful anymore, who said you need color in your life to be happy. you weren’t the happiest, only a little, but it’s a start. right?
you admit it, you missed her, she missed you too, resolving into watching you from afar instead, watching as you laugh with your office friends, eating at your favorite restaurant, the only times she felt sad was when you celebrated your birthday alone. she couldn’t go to your apartment anymore, since you started to lock your windows and doors close, and that your door said ‘no harley quinn!’ but watching you from afar would suffice.
she truly missed you, even more than the joker—wrong she only missed you. she only wanted you. she wanted the one thing she can’t have. it’s always been you—always you.
A/n another another shitty post! but at least.
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how to start putting yourself first
putting yourself is important for your well being. being a person who always wants to please others and other people happy at the risk of your own is an issue. here are a few ways to start putting yourself first.
set boundaries learn how to say no and don't give in to their pressure when they become persistent. if your friends or family call you late night past your bed time, give them a time frame they can call and tell them you will not answer if its not between those time. yeah you might lose people or people will get offended because you're setting boundaries but that says alot about them. they are mad because they can no longer walk all over you.
ask for help when you need it its okay to ask for help. do not be ashamed for needing assistance, no one can do everything all by themselves without losing their mind. trust me i have seen it and lived it.
treat yourself have you been working hard and really want that coffee? GET IT. you want to use that nice expensive face mask? USE IT. you have been eyeing that purse for a while and you are able to afford it? BUY IT. its totally fine to treat yourself whether its a simple cup of coffee or a nice expensive bag. dont feel guilty because you dont think you deserve it or you could get something else thats cheaper.
take care of yourself eat well, move your body, focus and attend to your mental state and limit stress as much as you can. if that means you cant pick up that shift for your co-worker then so be it, no need to stress yourself more than you need to. finish any work at a certain time, for example, be done with school work by 5 pm so you can relax and do your night routine and get as much work done monday through friday so you can enjoy your weekend. you should also PRIORITIZE REST. your body needs adequate sleep and you also just need to just be still. take a 2 minute break every few hours to stretch and relax if you can without being on your phone.
find a hobby its more to life than work and stress. find a hobby you enjoy and make time for it even if its once a week. you dont have to monetize it either, just enjoy it.
this was just a few ways to start prioritizing yourself. if you cant do all of them then just focus on one each month. its okay to do baby steps as long as you are trying.
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ARI YOU CANT LEAVE US HANGING LIKE THAT, WHAT HAPPENED IN MOROCCO????? batmom has me dying
Chemistry had always been an important part of his search for a wife. Even if he may not love her, he needed it to look like he did.
And when you nestled into his arms, looking up at him- the moment of PDA making someone who'd been trailing you look away- he was glad that he had it. "This is stupid," you murmur, reaching up to brush hair out of his eyes.
"Do you have a better idea?" he countered, turning his head to kiss your palm.
"Wait until dark and dangle him off the roof by his ankles," you say, smiling sweetly. But the hardening of your eyes told him you were deathly serious.
Bruce quirked an eyebrow and tucked your arm through his again, pausing to buy a flower from a vendor and tucking it behind your ear, "We talked about that-"
"If he faces the court system he'll just wiggle out again. His victims-"
"You can't bring River back," Bruce said quietly. "His victims deserve Justice but you can't- Y/N you just can't." He had to keep smiling, making anyone watching believe that he was enjoying a day playing a doting husband to a pretty young wife. And your smile never faltered but for just a moment, before you look away pretending to be flustered by what he said, he saw the tears well up.
"I couldn't save River," you murmur in his ear when you stand on your toes to kiss his cheek, "But I can save someone else's little sister."
The conviction in your voice made his heart beat faster and he lead you into an Alley, off the main road. Away from the man you'd been searching for where he sat at a cafe table. Sipping coffee as if he hadn't murdered 15 little girls.
"You were a child," he said softly.
"It was still my responsibility. My failure. My price to pay."
"There's been enough blood on your hands," Bruce said, taking your hands and kissing your palms.
"Bruce-"
"We'll come back tonight," he promised, "And I swear. He won't get away with it." You'd spent so long, looking for the ones that got away. The men who'd tortured so many little girls. Broken so many fragile bodies. The ones that had survived when you laid waste to the compound. The list was getting shorter but you were tired, fighting a war all on your own.
And when you squeezed his hands, exhaling slowly. Trusting him not to let you down. Trusting him to not let him get away. To help you put this demon down. To take some of the weight. He could feel it in his chest. If he failed you, it would break something in you. Something he couldn't afford to break.
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More facts about cuphead from the cyberpunk au pleas🤑🙏🏾
Sure! I have a little list of random ideas and headcannons for my cyberpunk AU so I’ll tell you the ones specific to cuphead!!
The questers make money by owning a scrap shop of sorts. Bendy, Boris, and holly specifically handle this. They go through junkyards and other trash and scavenge for old used tech. Bendy, boris, and holly fix the tech up, repurpose and sell the tech to the highest bidder. Cup, Mugs, Felix, and generally boris and bendy are in charge of scavenging for supplies and rooting around for scraps.
Cup has a literal AI in his tech. Said AI has an actual voice that talks to him and a representational icon that only he can see with his cyberware eye. He uses the AI to gather information, sometimes to look things up, to scan his surroundings, and analyze information as needed. As mentioned before the devil named her Chalice as a sick joke to mess with the cupbros. He designed her to look exactly like legendary chalice to be a constant reminder to cuphead of his past.
Cup’s AI often really annoys him. She’s super blunt and sometimes will answer his question without prompting. Like an annoying Siri.
The AI can also talk to mugman sometimes through his eye piece. They’re best friends.
The cupbros has a sleeper agent programming.
Mugs and Cup know how to skateboard/hoverboard
Cuphead, if you ever catch him not working or just chilling, is obsessed with listening to music. He’s got his favorite pair of headphones that mostly blasts punk rock and techno. Although he has a bunch of playlists of songs he just relates to that he blasts whenever he’s frustrated or emotional.
Cup doesn’t smoke, he vapes. He’s very partial to strawberry, coffee, and (surprisingly) cotton candy flavors. And when he doesn’t vape, you always see him either sucking on a lollipop or some kind of sour candy.
Holly and Cuphead, really likes sucking on lollipops. A lot. They will often buy them in bulk for both of them and keep them in jars in the major parts of the house (living room, kitchen, workshop, etc)
Food in their world is kinda crap. Oftentimes they have to buy prepackaged food to reheat. Everything is always processed food bc they cant afford much more than that. Everyone has some kind of favorite junk food.
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