#quiinnsanity

[shesquiinnsane-ar]

                            say that I’m CRYPTIC - a little bit TWISTED - my blood’s filled with MISCHIEF

                                    CAN'T FIGURE ME OUT?

                       ind novella harley quinn. many verses available. released from arkham by bluebell.

[rubycaped]

quiinnsanity said:   “ i’m starting to think i’m just fucked up. ” ( just thought I might throw something out there )

      “when did you elect me to be your therapist?” there was some hope in her that harley was making a goof, having a gaff at her own expense but it was almost impossible to tell whether or not the jester was messing with her. kate had once thought she was good at reading a person, however since both meeting and befriending harley, that skill needed some refining. 

       “i swear to god, if you’re messing with me i’ll be pissed.” the smile still present on kate’s face hopefully assured harley, whatever she may be feeling, that kate wasn’t actually annoyed with her. kate leaned a touch closer and continued; “would you like to talk about it, harl? ”

misc. starters / @quiinnsanity

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Girls Night Out

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The Cat leaned back against the sill of the window she was currently sitting on. The metal nails of her catlike claws shone in the moonlight as Selina admired them. Apart from her ears, they were, perhaps, her favorite feature of her suit. She was bored, though. She had been waiting for Harley to reappear from the bathroom for the last hour. 

“Finally,” she drawled when Harley walked out, dressed only in her towel. “Thought you might have drowned or something.” Her ruby red lips curved upwards into a grin. She stretched before standing inside the apartment. 

“I hadn’t heard from you in awhile. Or of you.” Selina glanced over her shoulder. For all the mayhem Harley could cause Selina did worry about her. She was well aware that Harley was manipulated and abused by the Joker. “I was wondering if you wanted to come out with me tonight? Girls night out? Cause some trouble of our own...”

[littleqxinn]

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Lucy let out a small sigh as she played with her dolls outside of her aunt's house when she heard a familiar voice call out her name. Slowly she turned around to see her momma standing at the end of her driveway, she let out a loud gasp, dropped her dolls and started running towards her only to stop herself. “How do I know it`s really you momma?” She asks, for Lucy had not seen her momma in 9 months and even though she wanted to believe that this was her, it could also be a cruel trick on her. 

[redemptivexheroics]

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Clark was in Gotham City...Batman was in bad shape and couldn’t really stop any crime. So leaving Metropolis to Diana and Kara, Clark took a story in Gotham for cover of why he was really there, preventing any crimes while the caped crusader was out of the action. Hearing about a bank robbery, the lowest of crimes Clark flew over there. When he arrived he landed and walked in he saw a hammer swing his way and he caught and pushed it out of his face. “Harley Quinn I assume, if you need money why not do it the honest way” 

[babydxhl]

@ harley blogs this is....... an Energy

[imnotbridgetwayne]

Starter for @quiinnsanity

The Bat replayed everything that happened over and over in her head again and again but it still made no sense. She was with the League dealing with Darkseid on Apokolips, everything planned out and going well when something hit her. Every fibre of her being felt like it was lit on fire and being torn apart but then when she opened her eyes she was here. 

Gotham.

But not her Gotham.

For starters, she was in the East End and her East End looked much better than this much to Selina’s chagrin. The skyline was different too. One of the skyscrapers destroyed by an attack of parademons was still standing here. But the obvious was the billboard for Wayne Enterprises that didn’t have her face on it.

She needed a plan to get back home and as quick as possible to try and minimise contact with anyone on this Earth, but that wasn’t going to happen. There was a smashing of glass and the familiar cackle of a certain jester. “I suppose some things don’t change.” Batwoman muttered to herself, pushing herself back to her feet and immediately realising that she hadn’t fully recovered from whatever sent her here.

She cautiously made her way out from the alleyway and glanced across the street to see a store front with the window missing. She approached silently and stopped at the broken window, placing her boot up on the edge and leaned forward slightly. “Don’t you have somewhere better to be, Harley?”

[redarw]

@quiinnsanity / starter call.

One eyebrow raised, he wasn’t quite sure how to react. This was pretty awkward to say the least. He just sat there, no idea what exactly to do. He never really liked coming to Gotham in the first place, it was always a little too gloomy for him, but dealing with some of the residents definitely wasn’t making it any easier. Perched up on a rooftop, almost feeling the rain about to come, he held onto his binoculars as he took a look through them, trying to see if he can spot her down there before he made a move.