[At night, Y/N walking through a carnival with the theme being scary clowns while holding a caramel apple. Fog machines in every corner and spooky music plays from hidden speakers]
[Everywhere Y/N looks, creepy clowns are jumping out of nowhere at unsuspecting visitors as they walk or buying food]
[A clown suddenly jumps out behind a barrel]
"Boo!"
[...Y/N takes a bite of his caramel apple, pulls out his phone, and takes a photo]
M!Reader : Nice makeup!
———
[A few minutes later, another clown emerges from a nearby bush. This clown one carrying a fake chainsaw and roars]
M!Reader : Neat chainsaw!
[Y/N continue walking past the Clown, making him feel offended]
———
[Some time later, three clowns drop from the tree branch in front of Y/N while still maintaining their legs on the branch so they don't fall off]
[Y/N simply takes another bite of his caramel apple]
M!Reader : LOVE this move guys!
[Y/N continues walking, making one of the clowns say, "Aw" in sadness]
———
[When Y/N finally finish with the carnival and is walking to the exist, one last clown appears. The clown is tall, terrifying face paint, covered in fake scars, and is blocking the exit]
[Y/N simply stares at the guy, still eating the caramel apple, admiring the costume. The clown stands there for a few awkward seconds, before sighing]
"You're a tough one"
M!Reader : Yeah–sorry, I'm kinda, like, so used to this sort of thing...
Three Nights Ago
[In the middle of the night, Y/N's apartment, He wakes up thirsty and walks up to the kitchen while rubbing his eyes, still half asleep... He freezes–Seeing a figure standing near the kitchen counter, completely motionless... The figure turns its head around and smiles at him in total darkness]
M!Reader : ...Harley?
[Y/N finds the light switch and turns it on. Harley is standing in front of the microwave, still in her costume and still wearing her face paint]
Harley : Hey, darlin'!~
M!Reader : ...Pftt–Chuckles, while I do appreciate the visit hon, what are you doing here?
If you are better than him he'll start to whine and say that you're cheating, or that he's just letting you win, cuz he's such a nice partner
But if he wins. Oh this man will start bragging. He's the greatest, the best of the best, of course this silly game is no mach for such man as himself! Please just agree with him. He'll be so pleased with himself
If you win he'll praise you too. No wonder, he choose the best after all! But don't get down if you lose, 'it's the games fault and let's solve riddles instead'.
Joker
Let's just say,, he's not a big fan of games. He would only like it if he's good at it.
It makes him real angry, he might even crash out. He'll be acting like a toddler, throwing a fit and all. Then act like he doesn't care.
Just tell him he's good, keep his confidence up. With enough learning (and patience) he won't be throwing the controller at the screen. He might just watch you play instead and cheer for you (and laugh at you if you crash out too).
If you lose? Don't worry, the players won't live to see tomorrow (he cant be serious right?)
If he does win somehow? He'll start to brag too. But you cannot stop him, even if you agree with him, it just encourages to make him brag more.
He will clap for you and stuff if you win, like, jealous but proud of you at the same time.
Scarecrow
Oh stop, he doesn't have time for some stupid game. Why are you looking at him like that? Oh, fine, he'll play, but just one round okay?
Oh he sucks at the game.
He grumbles and groans the whole time.
He'll start to threaten the players, arguing with the screen.
Oh boy
Just squeeze close to him and help him play, his heart will go crazy and he even forgets why he was so mad.
Just sit on his lap and play while he cuddles you. (He'll still threaten the tv)
Hugo Strange
Please, he has better things to do. But he is curios what makes you tick so much
He won't play but he'll watch what you are doing.
He'll chuckle when you get angry at the silly game.
He like, analyses how you play. The movements you do, the reactions you have, examining your pupils. He's kind of looking back and forth.
He'll explain to you what the results are, while you are playing (it'll be hard to focus, yes thats another test, so can you focus?).
Soon he'll leave you to it, giving a kiss to your forehead and wishing you a good play.
Harley
She has her ups and downs.
When she loses she'll pout, snuggling up to you, telling you the game is being mean to her. (Make sure her baseball bat isnt around)
If she wins she'll start jumping up and down, holding your hands wanting you to join in.
If you win, she'll start clapping and jumps to hug you, she'll tell you that you did so well!
If you lose she'll curse the game for 'making' her dear partner lose
She loves playing games with you, makes her all smiley and giggly
Catwoman
You wanna play? Sure, just prepare for her stunning victory!
If you do win instead she'll say (seductively) that she'll scratch you (she wont).
If she wins she'll be like 'hah! See? Easy'
She might get a bit mad but she wont let a silly game make her lose her cool.
She'll also try to distract you by purring and snuggling to your side. She'll giggle if it does work
Two face
Are you sure about this?
Playing with them, sure is interesting. He might start arguing with himself.
He'll flip a coin to choose character,car etc...
He's looking super mad when he loses, but keeps his cool (while almost breaking the controller) and says that the game is stupid anyway. But if he wins? Oh the 'fate was on his side', he says.
He'll pat your head when you win. But of course you win, you know this game well don't you?
I can't remember if anyone's asked this before but as a D-1 Harley stan, I was just thinking about this and had to ask you: I know you've said that Harley would most likely take his darling as soon as he was sure he wanted them, but what if he... couldn't? What if taking them posed too many risks or they'd be easily tracked back to him? Just thinking of Harley having a darling that would be very difficult to take (especially a city darling with a lot of people keeping tabs on them) and having to put up with visiting them in the city as compromise. What would that be like for him? Would he bother at all?
Love your work btw and happy belated birthday <3
omg your brain is SO huge <33 i love you mwah! (and thank you!!! i love your work even more <3)
Harley would bother. And he'd hate every second of it.
It never occurred to him that it would be so difficult just to extract you from the clutches of city life and bring you back with him to, in his opinion, a much more fulfilling lifestyle. Aside from the selfishness of wanting you all to himself and frothing with rage at the very thought of someone else taking what he considers his, he figured it would at least be straightforward to pick you up and throw you into the back of his truck. Done and dusted. But nope, every time he considers it there's something blocking his way; you're with friends, or you get a phone call, or you slip away to go to work or disappear into the city streets you know so well and he doesn't.
Harley hates it so much. He hates having to spend time in a city that reminds him so much of the one he spent his early childhood in, to walk by alleys like the ones where he used to dig in the dumpsters for food or steal from other homeless while they slept. He's not exactly emotionally sound and he hasn't confronted that past at all, just tried not to think about it, and it hurts him right in the chest to feel that same shame and anxiety of walking the streets where he doesn't belong.
Yet you still spot him staring at you across the room at your local bars, and he tails you whenever you come to the farmer's market on the weekends. He's trying to figure out where you live but he's not exactly sneaky, and it's almost cute to see your stalker move so awkwardly in a crowd when he's trying to be subtle but his body just dwarfs most other people in his way. He sticks out like a sore thumb everywhere he goes.
He brings you gifts and tries to talk to you but it all falls away in an instant every time. He just shoves a carton of eggs at you or stuffs a paper bundle of fresh veggies in your bag when you turn around. He's not a talker. He just grunts. He wants to provide for you and that's inherent in his personality, but there's only so much he can do and it makes him so frustrated he wants to tear his own hair out. Why won't you just fall for his ruses to help him get something from his truck, and he can shove you in it and drive away? At the core of his being he's just really fucking lonely, and of all the people that piss him off in the world the only one he likes remains just barely out of his grasp.
Hell, he even considers asking Elias of all people for help because he's that desperate. Both emotionally and sexually he's completely strung out and just needs something more, a kiss, maybe a brush of his hand against your ass, anything to provide him some relief from the drought he's been suffering at your hands.
Eventually, maybe with his help or not, Harley will find the place you call home. He'll show up looking like a sad, wet puppy who's also kind of pissed when he shoves flowers into your hands and tells you to go on a date with him. No asking. If you try to refuse he'll just shoulder his way through your door so you can't shut it in his face. If you're not receptive he kind of holds you hostage in your own home and what are you even gonna do about it? He's big, he's muscly, and he's mean. He could yank your phone out of your hand and snap it in two if he needed to. So don't even think about calling the police.
He can be even scarier if you're nice to him, hoping that it'll ease him off of you, because Harley isn't around people all that often and he'll take it as you being interested. He might corner you on your couch or in your kitchen with his warm breath on your cheek, both hands gripping your waist so tight it hurts because he can just imagine squeezing it while he bounces you on his lap. Even if it goes no further he's at least pressuring you into a kiss, albeit a sloppy and hungry one that feels like he's trying to swallow you whole. If he's this pent-up he can only imagine how you feel, having nothing to fill you up while you've been avoiding him. Surely you'd like him even more if you knew how good he could make you feel. At least that's something he knows for certain he's good at.
Even if he can't get you to the farm right away, that doesn't mean you're safe. Harley will stalk and intimidate and convince anyone he needs to to aid him in tracking you down. If people ask who he is when he's trailing you he'll blurt out that he's your boyfriend out of instinct. And he'll wriggle his way into your life no matter whether you try to avoid him at all costs, because even if he has to venture to the most hellish places on earth, he'll find a way to grab your hand and never let you go.
You always caught Harley out in the rain. You were worried he would get sick, shockingly, he did not. He says he simply enjoyed how the rain felt on his skin, it soothed him. You didn't understand.
Until one day when you joined him just to see what the fuss was. He had pulled you into a deep kiss after he made sure no one was watching from the factory.
You learned to enjoy the rain after that.
Desk
You whimpered, hugging onto Harley as he thrusts deep into you over and over, hitting that spot he knew drove you crazy.
You were getting ready to leave work when your boyfriend surprised you with a visit to your desk, saying he wanted to see you off before the night ended.
You didn't suspect it would end in you sitting on your desk as the man you loved reminded you who you belonged to.
Meeting
You boredly watched Leith drone on and on about his new idea for a toy, how it would fly off the shelves and sales would rocket.
You felt a nudge to your foot.
You jumped in surprise, looking and seeing Harley sitting across from you. He looked as though he was still paying attention to Leith stoically, but you felt another nudge to your foot with his.
You try to bite back your smile as you teasingly ran your own foot up his leg.
Hour
The screams were deafening, the alarm blaring doubly so. Toys were everywhere, eating and attacking everyone. Innocent, guilty, it did not matter to them.
You whimpered, clinging to your now mechanical boyfriend who's metal arms tightened around you protectively.
"Do not be afraid." He ordered, his eye scanning the room for potential threats. "I will protect you."
Harley would be soo mean about it, she's definitely mocking you and giggling the whole time while forcing you to take her strap. she takes prep very seriously, and would absolutely make you wear a butt plug beforehand to make sure you're nice and prepped for her
speaking of her strap, it is very her. its a bright red with glitter, and is definitely at least 8 inches. it has a very prominent tip with the slightest arch that can reach all the sweet spots inside you. you cannot tell me she wouldn't buy a vibrating strap for shits and giggles, she loves to torture you (lovingly ofc)
definitely buys you one of those monster dildos/straps as a gag gift, im talking a full 12 inches with tentacles and ridges. it starts off as a joke, but it isn't long before curiosity gets the best of both of you and she's bending you over the mattress, splitting you in two with her "monster cock" as she calls it
Harley has a brutal pace when pegging you, she's fast and rough and oh so mean. definitely hits it from the back, she looves doggy style and when you get all weak and shaky under her touch? it only makes her even meaner
likes slapping your ass and pushing you around while she pegs you. is infatuated by the sight of her cock sliding in and out of your hole, and loves to watch your ass cheeks jiggle with each thrust. if you're down for it, Harley would definitely buy you a pretty collar she can tug and play with while she fucks you senseless. she loves to mark whats hers, and makes sure to leave a heft amount of bite marks and hickeys across your necks and shoulders.
buys you lingerie just to peg you in it. lacy thigh garters with pretty panties in the color scheme of her clown costume, with a frilly bralette to match. Harley doesn't care how embarrassed you get, she's fucking you silly while switching between calling you her pretty princess or her dirty slut
loves groping your pecs and calling them tits while she fucks you, and when you whimper or complain she coos about how you're such a whiny whore. claims you "cry like a girl", and mocks you for being all needy and depraved
"aw, takin' me up the ass so well, dolly. betcha never played with your prostate like this before, huh toots? who knew all it took was f'me to fuck ya, and then you'd behave like the little bitch you are.."
very rarely touches your cock while pegging you, she's confident you can get off from the prostate stimulation alone. however, she's definitely down for double tapping and would love to fuck you from both ends with her strap and a sounding rod one day
while she can be very rough and degrading, i do think Harley finds importance in aftercare and is very sweet with you once it's all over. she'll tease you a bit, but will get you a warm towel to wipe you off and bring you some food and water. she has a very high libido though, so showering after sex with her often leads to another round... not that you'd mind
"you really are a little slut, aren't cha?" sharp, red nails leave a crescent shaped mark on your hips while Harley's free hand presses down on your lower back, forcing you into a deeper arch as she fucks you senseless. your drooling and moaning into the pillows while your thighs shake from the brutal pace she's set. the lacy thong she had bought you for the occasion had been torn off, but the thigh high socks, garters, and glittery, sheer bra remained untouched- for now.
your cock twitches, pressed between your tummy and the mattress, and you can't help but hump slightly, desperate for friction. you can't tell if you're grinding downwards against the bed for relief for your hard cock, or if you're grinding backwards for more friction against your abused hole. Harley leans onto you a little more, forcing your ass higher into the air so her strap can reach even deeper inside your gummy walls.
Harley watches, mesmerized, as her thick cock slides in and out of your leaking hole, ramming against that sweet spot inside you with every thrust. she notices your desperation, watching closely as you grind like a bitch in heat. the hand on your hip suddenly moves to grasp your leaking cock, and she snickers when you whimper. your dick twitches in her palm, desperate for any form of stimulation.
"aw, are you gonna cum all over yourself? jus' from me fucking ya silly?" she sneers as you grind your cock against her hand, mind lost in pleasure. "what a pretty, dumb whore you are," Harley coos, her pace unrelenting as you begin to sob. "go on doll, you can cum. but don't think 'm done with ya just yet~"
Poison Ivy/Pamela Isley:
Pamela probably wouldn't know much about pegging to begin with but is definitely willing to try it. she's a very confident and self assured dom, so as long as you're comfortable she's down to try pretty much anything
her strap is very pretty, a matte black or green with a few prominent veins. i think her strap would be about 7-8 inches but no more than that, but it would have a decent girth to it as well. big enough to where you feel the stretch, but not so much that it hurts (unlike Harley who wants you to suffer)
fingers you for prep, loves stretching you out and making you cum before she even puts her strap in. her fingers are long, slender, and very pretty, perfect for hitting that sweet spot inside you
i think Pamela would prefer to have you in her lap when she pegs you, with your hands tied behind your back with her vines. she's not as mean as much as she's condescending, switching between praising and degrading you so much it makes your mind all fuzzy
loves to tie you down in general. Pamela very rarely lets you touch her while she's pegging you, instead keeping you bound (and sometimes gagged) and completely at her mercy
COCKWARMING!!!! teases you mercilessly while forcing you to sit on her lap, staying immobile for what feels like hours while she toys with your nipples or kneads the flesh of your thighs. she'll occasionally stroke your cock with her nails, dragging upwards from the base to your twitching tip, only to stop when you do so much as gasp or whine. absolutely makes you suckle on her tits, the sight of you looking up at her with big, innocent doe eyes with one of her breasts in your mouth makes her absolutely feral
loveeesss when you struggle to ride her, grinding down on her strap and blushing like a mess. Pamela forces you to make eye contact with her as she finds it very intimate, and will get irritated if you look away or cover your eyes. she'll also get annoyed if you try to hide your moans or stifle any of your noises
if youre being bratty, she will sometimes offer to let you "take control" and fuck yourself, claiming that "since you're a big boy and can handle yourself, you can pleasure yourself as well". you both know that she's gonna take over for you eventually, but she just enjoys watching you squirm and struggle
puts your cock in a chastity cage while she pegs you so you can't even cum, but will be praising you for taking her so well the entire time. i think she'd find twisted pleasure in watching you cry or beg, so she's definitely edging you until your pleading with her to cum
makes you call her ma'am or mistress, and very occasionally will refer to herself as mommy
Pamela is a little bit into breathe play/choking imo. not enough to make you pass out or hurt you too badly, but definitely to the point where her hand is clamped tight around your throat as she fucks you. she'll keep her hand tight on your throat to help maneuver you as well, especially when she's trying to switch positions or force you to make eye contact
she hates when you get shy or awkward. shes splitting you open on her cock and you're looking away from her? how rude! she's pegging you hard until you apologize, murmuring in your ear and treating you almost like a child. she whispers to you about how she's seen you in even more compromising positions, so don't look away, or else she'll be forced to punish you.
definitely has a high stamina, and probably rides you for a little after pegging you just to bring you both to one more release. Pamela is very cleanly in my opinion, so she definitely prefers to shower or bathe after sex. she's very sweet w aftercare, and will massage you if you're sore.
the familiar feeling of vines wrapping around your wrists makes you shudder, nuzzling deeper into the crook of her neck. Pamela's flowery scent overwhelms your senses as her cock nudges against your prostate, yet she refuses to move. your cock, erect and needy, slaps against your tummy as you squirm.
"i need you to look at me, darling," she coo's, slender hands finding purchase on your hips. "mhm," you murmur, forcing yourself to meet her gaze. "oh? do you want me to fuck you or not?" you realize your mistake, and quickly correct yourself.
"yes, ma'am. m'sorry f'not addressing you," you murmur, and Pamela smirks. "oh, good boy. so polite~" she murmurs, rocking her hips up against yours, making you whine. "good boys deserve rewards, don't you think?"
Wonder Woman/Diana Prince:
listen, i feel like Diana is more experienced than she lets on. theres no way she's never pegged anyone before- this is Wonder Woman we're talking about.
Diana cares mostly about your comfort and pleasure, she's definitely a pleasure dom and wants to make sure you're satisfied. if you're into it, she's down to try it.
her strap is long, i'd say about 9 or maybe even more inches with a prominent tip and a few ridges. i don't think its too thick, but there's definitely enough girth where theres a bit of a stretch, especially at the base. i also think its a plain matte black, she isn't one for extravagant colors and such
very gentle, and cares a lot about prep. definitely fingers you beforehand to stretch you out, and makes sure to use a comfortable amount of lube. i also think she's the type to have you suck her off, even though she doesn't feel anything its SO attractive to see you on your knees and slobbering all over her strap. def fucks your face a little, claiming she needs to make sure her strap is all slick for entry- but really she just loves feeding into your oral fixation
Diana prefers simple missionary position when pegging you, there's something very intimate about watching your expressions and holding intense eye contact. she isn't opposed to the mating press either, and she loves how the angle allows her to fuck you deeper. she often isn't aware of her own strength and, much to your delight, tends to bully her cock deeper inside you by force of sheer will. you are undeniably going to be sore once she's done
wraps her arm beneath you to pull you up against her chest, supporting bot of your weights with just one arm so you can suck on her tits. definitely shoved her boobs into your face, and whether or not that's intentional or not it up to you
speaking of, Diana is literally soooo strong its uncanny. while she prefers the intimacy of the bed, she can definitely peg you up against the wall and hold you up without breaking a sweat. she loves how each thrust causes your hips to slam against the wall, and will force you to wrap your legs around her waist so she can reach even deeper inside you
she's very adamant about praising you, and making sure you know just how much she loves you. Diana definitely has pegged you in front of a floor to ceiling mirror, forcing you to watch her simultaneously peg you and jack you off while praising you the entire time.
"you are taking me so well, beloved, you're so strong and gorgeous... absolutely divine.."
maybe im crazy but. Diana with a breeding kink. HEAR ME OUTTTT. she knows its biologically impossible for her to impregnate you or even cum inside you, but that doesn't stop her from buying one of those straps that allows her to "cum" to satisfy those urges. and satisfy it does. the next thing you know she's fuckinv you absolutely silly, praising you for taking her so well while turning you into her own personal cumdump. its not so bad when she's cooing to you how gorgeous you look like this, and how much she wants to fill you up...
out of the three, Diana is by far the best at aftercare. she'll get you food and water before wiping you down and running you a bath, and then switching the sheets and blankets while you get in the tub before joining you. she gives wonderful massages, and praises you so much you nearly cry.
"your taking me so well, darling," Diana murmurs, pressing a kiss to your brow. you whine, your cock slapping against your tummy as she gazes down st you intently. her thrusts begin to pick up speed and your back arches, desperate to feel her even deeper. Diana slides one hand beneath your thigh, hooking it over her shoulder before repeating the motion with your other leg, until she has you folded in half and is practically splitting you in half on her strap.
the new position allows her to practically rearrange your guts as she drills into you, your gummy walls clamping down around her cock as she whispers sweet nothings into your ear. "you're such a good boy, so pretty f'me," she sighs against your skin. she very rarely slurs her words, but she's caught up in watching you unwind with each thrust. the pure ecstasy on your face is reflected in your wanton moans, and she continues to indulge you. you feel your release approaching as your cock twitches, desperate for attention.
Diana notices immediately, wrapping a hand around your base and pumping your length. "go on, darling, let go for me~" she coos, and you do, spilling onto yourself and making a mess. Diana gently fucks you through your orgasm, watching intently as you come down from your high. "you did so well dearest, i'm so proud.."
ok why did i cook with this hello⁉️ i genuinely love this so much like aaaa i need all of them in my bed asap
Can you please make platonic incorrect quotes for Y/N and Killer Crock (Morgan) (Batman The Animated Series) just chilling out and drinking with Harley also appearing as Y/N's revealed love interest
Croc: so you got yourself a girl?
Y/N: yeah. But it’s not gonna get in the way of our hangout time
Harley jumps on Y/N’s back…
Harley: baby! Your Harley needs some scheduled maintenance. Vroom. Vroom. (Giggles)
Croc: Quinn?! Really?
Harley: Y/N’s treats me right. And they know their way around this Harley. Wink. Wink.
