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A panda walks into a restaurant, sits down and orders a sandwich. He eats the sandwich, pulls out a gun and shoots the waiter dead. As the panda stands up to go, the manager shouts, "Hey! Where are you going? You just shot my waiter and you didn't pay for your sandwich!"

The panda yells back at the manager, "Hey man, I'm a PANDA! Look it up!"

The manager looks up the dictionary and sees the following definition for panda: "A tree dwelling marsupial of Asian origin, characterized by distinct black and white coloring. Eats shoots and leaves."

"My special jokes anon, whoevah ya are... Know I'm poppin' down on a knee fa' ya. Unless ya were already gonna do that, in which case-

"Tha' answer is yes."

#The Pun Anon #Harley answers #Harl VC: we can get married howevah ya please!!#''personally a few more jokes like these at tha' reception would be lovely...''#{ LMAO Harley pls...! }#{ anyways she wanted to answer this b4 we hopped out }#{ we adore you Pun Anon!! }

{ If any of my followers- esp the new folk- get a follow from @shinigxmi-muses, that is also me!! It's the primary RP blog these days, tho I do still pop by here for memories, funsies...and since ppl seem less daunted w/ the idea of a single muse blog, compared to- easily- 50+... LOL

{ Anyways, I crave shenanigans!! }

#OutofClownCars #Mun speaks

incognitonio

"She only has eyes for two men. Two traumatized mentally ill men"

I wanted to expand upon my art style and did an art study featuring White Knight's Harley Quinn. I always liked the shorter hair and glasses on her.

#Within the Funhouse Mirror #WhiteKnightverse

afternoonhorrors

Prolly blastin some tunes outside Ivy's window <3

#Within the Funhouse Mirror

"...Ya fuckin' wit' me. The Fate? Doctorus Fateius himself??? Me?!?

"......Whatever it is he THINK I did, I didn't do it!!!"

#HQ chatter #{ not me stopping by to follow folks on the multimuse }#{ only for us to be jumpscared by Dr. Fate LMAO }

"Someone's down fa' gossip, right?? Cause damn it's been wild out here!!"

#HQ chatter #v; the marvelous crossover #{ she's been having...a time on The Discord }#{ it's good! just...meeting a clone of yourself }#{ the uuuusual }#{ time to throw myself into shenanigans tho }

{ Quick lil heads up before I head off to bed... I know I've got 2 replies- based off of asks- that I'm getting to, but otherwise, I should be caught up??

{ Lemme know if I'm missing something; otherwise, feel free to reach out! Plot with me! I'll get some ask memes in reblogged later! Good stuff! }

#Mun speaks #OutofClownCars #{ also considering doing a sideblog for funsies }#{ of Toga and Hinata's adventures in Marvel }#{ it's funny 2 and 4 me!! }#{ ....also cause I'm still lowkey trying to drag my boyf to Tumblr RP }#{ it ain't what it used to be... }#{ but I think he'd still like it!!! }

why-i-love-comics

Harley Quinn: Black + White + Redder #2 (2023)

written by Ryan Parrott art by Luana Vecchio

#About the Harlequinn #Within the Funhouse Mirror

receiptsofwhiskey

Reblog this and state an unpopular opinion you have about your fandom in the tags.

Just please be mindful and don't send any anon hate for people disagreeing with you.

#About the Mun #{ oh buckle in for this one }#{ the HQ show sucks and I personally wish it'd been cancelled }#{ villain Harley is better than hero Harley }#{ (to be fair I don't mind some antihero stuff) }#{ uhhh also? Joker/Harley isn't as toxic as ppl remember }#{ it depends largely on the writer...and also Ivy has been }#{ EQUALLY bad to Harley in the past; they're not a ''pure'' relationship }#{ more than 1 but I felt SPICY }#{ I also had one more I deleted }#{ decided to hold back a lil LOL }

diotheworldus

Closed starter for Jokers-Diamond

It was a dark night in a city he had never been to before, in fact he had just learned this place existed. Dio had finally defeated his mortal enemies in Cairo and now he was free to do as he pleases. He learned about this great city called Gotham, full of crime and opportunity for someone like him. His first night and he was already walking the streets, unable to contain his enthusiasm for once, something about this place was just so captivating.

As he stealthily looked around he saw it all, crimes of all kinds from petty thieves to mob men making secret deals while the cops desperately tried to chase them. Thou what caught his eye the most was this woman wearing what some might consider strange but he found it so fascinating, she looked so free. It was clear she was a criminal, she had just robbed an atm by hitting it with a large hammer but he just had to know more about her.

He followed her until she was alone and he slowly made his way out of the shadows and into her view “Good evening miss, my name is Dio Brando, I’m new to this city and was wondering if perhaps you could give me a tour?” His crimson eyes almost glowed in the darkness of the night contrasting his soft and polite smile.

jokers-diamond

If only money grew on trees! Maybe that'd make her life easier...and not be reduced to the most petty crime of all time: smashing open an ATM for cash.

It lacks dignity. Class. Style... Many more. But Harley Quinn's gotta make do when money runs low and she's got hyenas to look out for, a half-decent life to eek out, and folks to pay. Rent's a bitch for criminals, too, after all. (Erm... Ex-criminals? Ugh!)

The hardest part is dashing away before any nosy coppers come by, but when the streets stay busy with bigger fish... Harley cannot help but grin at her luck. What a haul, too! With this much cash, she'll really be able to-

"Ooh-" Nose bumping into some guy's chest and... She isn't ready for how tall he is, eyes going wide at muscles aplenty and a fit that'd half blend in to Gotham's weirdest... While also being the most unsubtle piece she'd ever seen. (So much yellow...! Even with the cloud-cover, he stood out like a sore, sick thumb.)

...And then he's asking her for a tour?! She looks around, baffled at the impression he's getting.

"I... Hi. Sure don't waste time, do ya?" Blinking a few more times before rubbing her eyes. Yup, he's still there. Staring down at her and everything. Great Costello, what's going on right now?! "Okay, let's start ovah here, hold on-

"I'm Harley Quinn," she introduces, bowing slightly. "Well-known criminal... Ya'sure ya want me bein' ya tour guide!? You certainly know how ta pick 'em, but... Got me baffled, here." And still needing to get back home! This cash has gotta be stored somewhere, after all.

#diotheworldus #v; undefined #{ local jester is SO confused at what's going on here }#{ bless her heart }#{ she'll figure it out eventually...probably }

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Attraction was hard to describe in and out of artefact sentiency. In her default form, Cloak perceived auras and energies beyond faith of sight. Describing the phenomenon in words would prove an almost herculean task which would even be an understatement. Dwelling on the fickle intangible that was feelings was also not Cloak’s inclination. She much rather allow them to fade into the recesses of her mind, as occupied as it was. Amidst present company, would Cloak go as far as to say she trusted this... jester? No, perhaps not. Did Cloak get innately evil vibes from her? Nothing concrete enough to set off warning bells.

"Get my brain settled?" Cloak echoed, trying to keep up with this whimsical hurricane of madness. This quintessence of a quirky personality kept her both intrigued and overwhelmed. Her spiritedness and potentially overlooked depth reminded Cloak of her own nature. Call it supposition or intuition. Deliberating over a certain Sorcerer's reaction should Cloak take home a fascinating but wildly unstable stranger, Cloak figured he was accustomed to such happenings.

Cloak beckoned for her guest to follow as she began leading the way, pointing towards the Sanctum Sanctorum which was a shadow of a block away.

"Ever hear of the odd doctor residing on Bleecker Street? By the way, I'm Cloak - and you are?"

jokers-diamond

Harley's nothing if not...vaguely consistent. Her energy of chaos, mischief...and yet somehow controlled and morally centered will certainly be an aura worth studying for at least months to come! (If Harley knew the depths of this person's abilities, she would've at least liked to hope- egotistically- that her aura would be worth study for soooo many years that she gets a book about it. Legacies, and all that.)

At the very least, she's managed to keep her chaos to minor crimes- stolen basics, like clothes and candy- and menacing neighborhoods who still have yet to notice there's one more criminal on the streets than there was a month ago.

"Oh, we goin'? Okay!" It is wise to follow a sleep-deprived stranger on impulsive trust alone? Of course not! ...Harley tends to lack such common sense, however. Also still under the impression that- worse comes to worst- she could introduce them all to hammerspace and what a homemade mallet feels like.

...Didn't expect to be leaning forward slightly, though, following the aforementioned finger to...? Which building, exactly? Surely not the weirdly fancy one with the window up top...

"Uhh, a lil? Somethin' about bein' told I probably shoulda seen him forevah ago, an' that he could help wit' my predicament...probably. I jus' kinda laughed an' have been on my way, since." That's the other thing; going to a rager only to wake up in a different universe is not normal. Not that she's aware of, at least. Certainly never happened before that weekend...

But one doesn't look a gift...dimension in the mouth; getting away from Gotham has been a fun change of pace! Certainly slacks on the "living situation" department and "getting a job [for money]" side, too... But an ex-villain makes do, and there's a lot of good living spaces if you don't mind knowing exactly how to break in to forgotten apartments or the occasional, low-key warehouse.

"Cloak, huh...? Ain'tcha a treat!" A hand goes across Harley's body, primed for shaking. That name isn't going to surprise her until...some time later, all things considered. "I'm Harleen Quinzel! But I much prefer Harley Quinn~!"

#cloxkedin #v; the marvelous crossover #{ gotta fix prev tags cause I misread a line in last reply }#{ LMAO; obliviousness don't stop }#{ ...the funniest part is Harl wouldn't MIND being treated that way LOL }#{ Cloak: ooh! shiny new toy! }#{ Harley: yeah you heard her 😏 }#{ skdfghfjdk LADY!!! }#{ they totally shouldn't but uhhh }#{ when has Harley ever listened to the rules??? }#{ she'll continue to be a menace to Strange }#{ and (playfully) terrorize NYC }#{ sometimes turning over a new leaf involves moving to a diff dimension y'know?? }

simsbymemes

weird shit i’ve said to friends

- it’s only going to get gayer from here.

- my eyebrows are as flexible as inchworms.

- we have gay-doff.

- watch him roll out like a motherfucking transformer.

- never thought i’d see the day i was this happy to be able to flush a toilet.

- you know not what you have unleashed. the puns have just begun.

- it’s the punpocalypse.

- such an adorable little psycho. i want to pinch his cheeks.

- ya know, i really don’t know what else i was expecting, but it definitely wasn’t tap dancing ghosts.

- aliens. it’s always the fucking aliens.

- i made frodo kill gandalf with help from the sheriff.

- we’re just going to pretend that i never made that typo.

- it never happened. never. to speak of it is blasphemy and i will disown you.

- dissssshonor on youuuuuu!!

- hello, darkness, my old friend. i believe you owe me a favor.

- that’s a sentence i never thought i would ever say.

- my asexual ass is immune to your lego dildo.

- this is just one of the many, many reasons i’m going to hell.

- i was ready to go. i had accepted my fate. there was dignity in it.

- huzzah is not used nearly enough.

- pretend it’s a pinata. the thought of candy will motivate you.

- the answer is always aliens.

- so it’s basically a walking, murdering, std that you can pawn off to other people by fucking them? alright.

- you just hate that you can’t use angst to defeat me.

- because my booty is too fabulous not to shake.

- this is going to turn into a clusterfuck, i just know it. let me grab some popcorn.

- all hail the mythical, magical booty!

- i have reached a whole new level of gayness. i can now shoot rainbows out my eyeballs.

- he might be a trainwreck, but he’s a trainwreck with fabulous hair.

- the day i let him cook me food is the day that i eat lava. which, honestly, will probably be what he’ll somehow manage to make.

- i’m not straight enough for this shit.

- actually, i’m not straight at all which means i don’t need to be here. later.

- my super power is making stupid jokes and making people cry over fictional characters.

- arise my gay brethen!

- if aliens come to earth do you think i could bribe them to abduct me?

- i’m so done with planet earth. just toss me into space where i belong.

- it’s time to take my trash ass home.

- from 0 to doby didn’t die in harry potter, how high is your denial?

- 100% gay extract.

- that’s the golden standard in homo.

- and all i hear is him screaming ‘THEY GO THROUGH THE BUTTHOLE!!!’

- i just tried to ignore it, but… ignoring it did not go well.

- my version of netflix and chill is netflix and icecream.

- may the gay be with you and keep you strong.

- you make it sound like i’m not a fucking salt mine regardless.

- i stain this house with eternal sin.

- your sexual frustation has no power here!

- i don’t hate him. i just want to smack him… possibly with a chair…. made of metal….. who knows, it might knock some sense into him.

- this is not the typo you are looking for.

- all i know is we’re gonna sin.

- that’s how i wanna leave this world. death by alien hug.

- dicks are on the menu.

- well, i spawned them, but what the fuck do i feed them?

- somebody stop this boy before he gets himself marked.

- why you always gotta clockblock me, tomezones?

- it says no dancing on the aligators.

- save a life. give me teleportation powers.

- i am salty about salt. i can’t believe it.

- wait… what? do i want this? why do i want this? i don’t want this. put it back.

#Encoded Messages #{ going to bed rn but let's get memey up in here }#{ at least a lil bit!! }

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@jokers-diamond | Con't. (x)

Cloak doubted the possibility of falling asleep amidst a persistent migraine and in the company of the vibrant and peculiar persona that accompanied her. Did she just hear the word pretty? The pride, though concealed, stirred beneath fluttering eyelids.

Harley's distinct vernacular both fascinated and befuddled Cloak. Was she hallucinating? This admittedly dazzling clown reminded her of traversing through a myriad dimensions in a matter of seconds. She could not have been in this city long enough despite being a new presence in the city. "You ever lose an hour of sleep your whole life?" Cloak enquired with a press of her palm against her temple. Wait — Shrink? PHD?

"You're a Doctor?"

jokers-diamond

Honestly, Harl just lays on the charm cause... Girlie's nothing if not honest. She sees a nice looking person? Gonna say something about it, inevitably. However... A teeny little flicker of interest doesn't go amiss, either. Smile stretching just that little bit wider in recognition.

Damn, girl. Her, too.

"Oh yeah, TONS a' times! Even more than an hour, honestly speakin'." It takes monumental effort to not go into a tangent- go off on the troubles she's had, the crimes, the things that rot your brain when the sanity clings too deep and you're wondering the depth of your depravity....... But this strange, oddly delightful lady is continuing in surprise at the next whammy Harley's delivered. Without warning, of course. Would she do it any other way?

"Uh-huh! Don't carry that silly papah around, but I got my PHD in psychology an' therapy!" The latter she backtracked for when bored one quite week, and it's been...working out okay. It annoys people more than the psych thing did, though. Details aren't important! "Can't getcha meds, mind, so ya outta luck there... But-! I can recommend ways ta get that ol' brain a' yours ta settle, nice an' peaceful like.

"An' it wouldn't even hurt! Whaddya say? Stayin' around here or somethin'?" Her head whirls around, blue eyes bright, as if simply doing so would lead her to this strange lady's abode.

#cloxkedin #v; undefined #{ she's a delightful mess!!! }#{ enjoy her clumsily doing her best }#{ aaand rambling over damn near nothing }#{ BLESS!!! it's part of Harl's powers truly }