I doodled some mooooore of this SU crossover, thingy. Keith and Lance have difficulty with their fusion, nothing new to Pidge. And Allura is a giant pink women who is just looking out for her cracked solider, don’t worry he’s fine.
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-Joker and Harley fight. Harley leaves. Henchmen bring her back. Henchmen leave and Joker talks to Harley.
*****FLASHBACK - to the fight that made Harley leave ****
“You’re so weak! Why do I even keep you around? All you do is mess things up for me!”
Joker yelled, stalking towards her and backhanded her across the cheek.
Anger blinded Harley’s rational thoughts and before she knew it, her open hand had hit him across the face right back. As soon as her slap hit him, all anger disappeared. Like the sound of skin hitting skin had flipped a switch in her mind and her anger was gone, and replacing it was guilt.
“Puddin,” Her mouth dropped open in shock, “I’m so sorry.” Tears filled her eyes and regret filled her stomach.
For a second, Joker eyes seemed almost as shocked as she was and then he blinked, his eyes flashed and fury was the only emotion Harley saw. She kept apologizing as he advanced towards her, his hands grasping onto her neck and cutting off her air supply. He shook her as she cried.
“How dare you!” Joker’s voice was so guttural, so furious, “You mess up my business deal, cheat me out of millions, and then strike me like it’s my fault?”
The tears flooded down Harley’s face as he slammed her head into the wall and stars rose in her vision. Joker pushed her up against the wall, caging her with his body, his arms shook with rage around her neck. His growls were enough to make a lion tremble.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
Harley kept repeating her voice horse from the lack of air. But still she repeated her apology, for her slap for her stupidity, she kept apologizing until all her air was gone and she was just mouthing the words. Still she apologized, black spots appeared in her vision and just as she was about to pass out, Joker let her go.
Gasping for air she didn’t deserve, Harley fell to the floor at his feet. The black in her vision started to clear. Now the only object obscuring her vision was her tears as she continued to cry. Out of the corner of her eye, Harley saw Joker disappear out of the bedroom door. Gunshots sounding in the hallway as his fury raged on. She heard the front door slam a few moments after that.
Harley followed the Joker’s path out of the bedroom door, she almost tripped over a body laying facedown on the floor. A dead henchmen, his blood staining the carpets. Harley bent down, pushing the dead henchmen’s body over and grabbing his large abandoned gun. She held the gun in her hands and walked towards the door. She didn’t deserve to be in this house, didn’t deserve Mr. J. He was right it was her fault, her fault, her fault. Harley reached the front door and tore it open.
“Ms. Quinn,” One of the nameless henchmen spoke, “Remember, Mr. J doesn’t like it when you leave like-“
Harley fired off the weapon behind her, not even looking to see if she hit her target. She opened the front door and ran out of it. The pouring rain cleared her thoughts, woke her up, she walked right into the street. Shooting a driver as they sped towards her and stole their car.
Then, she drove.
Harley started to cry again at her memory. Now, she was now seated on the floor of a motel. She didn’t know exactly where she was, somewhere outside of Gotham she supposed. Harley also wasn’t sure how long she had been sitting in the motel room, only that the daylight outside had turned dark. She had driven with blurry vision until she happened upon this motel on the side of the road, bodies littered the floor in the lobby and hallways until Harley had found an empty room. My fault.
Every time they fought, Joker left to get the rest of his anger out by killing everyone he came in contact with. Then he would come back to their bed and hold Harley close to him all night long, in his own way of apologizing. But it wasn’t he who needed to apologize now.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Harley perked up as she heard people running, from how much sound they were making, Harley assumed it was men. And there were a lot of them. From sound alone, Harley figured there were more than ten. Maybe more than twenty. The cops? The sound of running grew louder and louder, doors now started to slam open. They were in the hallway Harley was in. Harley check the bullets in her gun, she gripped the gun and pointed it at the door.
She heard doors being opened slowly now, she could imagine the police opening the doors as if a wild lion was behind them. Slow, careful not to disrupt the lion. What they didn’t know was this lion was already disturbed. This lion was prepared to pounce.
The feet were finally at Harley’s door, she readied her finger on the trigger of the gun and waited. Maybe this will make me feel better. The door knob turned slowly and the door opened even slower. Suddenly, Harley had a gun pointed at her too. Until the person on the others side of the door realized who they were pointing a gun at.
“Frosty?” Harley felt like smiling. He was in a tux, like always, with a bullet proof vest over it. Behind him were masked henchmen, in weird funny masked that could only be from Mr. J’s mind. Harley’s heart broke. My fault.
“Ms. Quinn, I need you to come back with us. Mr. J is expecting you.” Frost let out a sigh of relief, almost like his life was on the line. Harley’s giggle was hysterical, it probably was.
Harley walked out of the door of her motel room and towards the exit. She climbed into the front seat of a expensive black escalade. Frost and a few henchmen joined her, not looking or talking to her much. Like they were told not too. Frost was making a phone call.
“Boss?” Harley could hear Mr. J’s grumbled reply on the other side, “We got her. Driving back now. Do you want to talk to her?”
Harley was hopeful for a moment, staring at the phone in Frost’s hand. Trying to hear what was said on the other side. Frost hung up the phone, he started the car, and turned onto the highway as if the phone call had never happened. More tears sprang to her eyes, she turned towards the window of the car so the henchmen couldn’t see. My fault. My fault. My fault.
“Ms. Quinn?” Frost asked, his eyes down, “Boss wants to talk to you.”
Harley grasped the phone like a lifeline, she wished the henchmen weren’t in the car. One glance at them and they all turned their heads, all but plugged their ears. Frost started the car and turned onto the highway.
“Puddin?” Harley asked in an innocent tone, “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to-“
“Come straight to my office when you get home.” He hung up.
The car ride was silent except for Harley’s quick crying breaths.
Harley walked toward Joker’s office with only Frost in front of her. Frost opened the door to Mr. J after knocking twice. He walked through the door and she followed him in. Mr. J was seated at his desk, his chair was turned away from the door. As they entered, he turned around. A
“Sit down.” Joker pointed at the seat across from his desk. His anger radiated off of him.
“Puddin, I missed you-“
He stopped her with a hand and pointed at the seat again. Harley sighed and walked to sit in the seat. Joker took a deep breath in and out before he started speaking, his eyes hadn’t left her face. She hadn’t even seen him blink yet.
“Would you like to explain why you didn’t come home?”
“You made an oath to me.” Joker placed his hands on either armrest of her chair, caging her in. “You belong to me.”
“If you leave again-“ Joker’s lips were an inch away from her.
Harley shook her head immediately, “I won’t.”
“If you do,” His hands clasped around the top of her arms tightly, “this will end very differently.”
****Note: J RESPONDS TO BEING HURT WITH ANGER****
“You belong to me.” Joker said clearly, deadly, “Don’t you remember your oath?”
“Yes, of course I do.” Harley’s eyes stayed locked on his, “I live for you. That’s been true since I met you, it will always be true.”
“Are you still mine?” Joker leaned towards her.
“I’ll always be yours.” Harley answered … “You know that, Mr. J.”
Joker ran a hand through his hair and walked around the desk until he was stood in front of Harley.
“Now, since daddy is so forgiving. I’m gonna let you sleep on the couch tonight and not the bench outside.” Joker said, leaning close and placing his hands on the armrests of her chair.
“No, puddin.” Harley cried, quickly cupping his face with her hands, “I’m so sorry. Please forgive me. It’s so cold on the couch.”
He tried to twist out of her hands but she held on, running her thumbs over his cheeks softly.
“Get a blanket.” Joker snapped, “Harley, I don’t like to punish you but I can’t just let you walk out like that.”
“I’m so sorry, Mr. J.” Harley brought her face close to his, “I won’t do it again, I promise I won’t. Please, J.” Her lips were a breath against his she moved her arms to wrap around his shoulders, holding him close to her.
Joker wasn’t backing down, “Enough.” He tore his body out of her hands and slicked back his hair again, “If you don’t stop now, I’m going to make your punishment more severe.”
Harley stood up out of her chair and ran her hands down his chest, “How severe, daddy?” She put on her most innocent voice.
“Harley.” He grabbed her hands in a tight grip. “You’re on thin ice. Go away or you’ll be sleeping on the bench outside with one hand missing.”
Harley lowered her eyes in defeat…
She slowly wrapped her arms around his chest, resting her cheek against his heart, hugging him tightly. His arms stayed at his sides.
“I missed you so much.”
Harley sat down beside him silently, he didn’t move. His head still in his hands. Harley moved to wrap her arms around his shoulders and he pushed her away.
“Harley,” He growled, “Don’t test my patience.”
“Puddin,” She whispered, “I’m sorry. Please.” She hesitantly wrapped her arm around his shoulder. “It will never happen again, I promise.” She whispered, slowly gently pushing his head onto her shoulder… Harley stroked her fingers through his hair softly, helping him to relax against her.
… He growled into her skin, his head twitched back and forth a few times, and then finally he relaxed. He took a deep breath and let her hold him.
After a long while, … She didn’t know how long they sat like that. Her holding him and apologizing softly. Joker purring and growling against her neck… like his head and his body were at war with one another.
A long time later… Joker pushed off her shoulder and quick as lightning, had her chin in between two of his fingers.
“If you ever leave again,” Joker growled, bringing his face close so she heard every syllable of his threat, “this will end very differently.”
“I won’t.” Harley shook her head as best she could with him holding her face OR Harley’s eyes stayed locked with his, the finality in her promise clear.
Joker took a deep breath. In, out. Then rested his forehead against hers.
Joker stared at her unblinking until the answer in her eyes became clear (???).
“You belong to me.” Joker’s lips brushed her as he talked.
“Forever.” Harley promised.
Harley’s eyes stayed locked with his, the finality in her promise clear.
“I’m sorry, J.” Harley whispered in her most innocent tone, “It won’t ever happen again. I’m so sorry.”
Joker stared at her for a while longer. …
“You’re lucky I’m so forgiving.” He said finally.
Harley smiled, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and hugging him tightly.
“I missed you so much.” She felt tears hit her eyes again.
Harley tears had finally ceased around three in the morning. She was curled up on the couch unable to sleep without Joker next to her. …
(???) Even with her eyes closed, she saw a light turn on and a door open. … She opened her eyes and saw Joker’s silhouette in the light of the open door. He looked at her and seemed to find that her eyes were open.
He snapped his head back and forth, growled, and then rose two fingers and motioned her towards him. Harley was immediately on her feet and running towards him. She stopped in front of him. … Joker cupped a hand underneath her chin and forced her to look at him in the eyes.
“Don’t ever leave again.” Joker demanded slowly so she heard every word … and the threat behind them.
“Never again. I promise, puddin.” She promised desperate for his forgiveness.
“Harley,” He clinched and unclenched his free hand, “I will not tell you this again. This is my final warning. If you walk out-“ He cut himself off squeezing his hand under her chin, closing off her air supply.
Harley couldn’t help the desire that rose in her lower stomach.
“It won’t happen again.” Harley … declared.
Joker held her eyes for one second more and then let her go.
“Get in bed.” He said finally.
“Thank you, puddin.” Harley smiled, walking into the bedroom and climbing in. Joker shut the door, bathing them both in darkness.
They both lay still for a moment, Harley knew he was still angry at her. That he wasn’t in the mood to forgive her yet. But she was back in their bed, so that was a good sign. She tried to disguise moving closer to him as trying to find a comfortable spot, she ended up rolled up her side about an inch away from him. Not touching. Harley’s body burned, she wanted to touch him so badly.
… Harley looked up at his face in the darkness… she knew he wasn’t asleep. Usually the only way he could was when she massaged his scalp and body. …
Harley hesitantly, bravely, placed her head on his chest over his heart.
Immediately the Joker pushed her away from him.
“Don’t test me, Harley.” He said, “I’m still mad at you.”
“Yes, sir.” Harley decided to play good, wanting so badly to be back on his good(???) side. She scooted away from him.
A few more minutes passed of silence, Harley didn’t move. She tried to hold back her tears… Joker’s head was snapping back and forth. His growl like an angry lion who hadn’t been fed in days. … Suddenly, his arm grabbed her wrist and pulled her against him.
To be the best means you have to know the best, but what if you are the best?
Synopsis: Taehyung, your boyfriend and the once lavish heir, falls to an average status after losing every ounce of his wealth. Within that same scene, Jimin’s family name rises in the affluent sphere. Thing is, you never expected that your arranged marriage with your boyfriend would shift to your best friend, Jimin.
A/N: more like obnoxiousRichBastards!AU with dashes of satire. kiss kiss fall in money everybody // re-upload! i’ll have part two up after i look over it one last time :)
Everyone knows that money comes first over everything; well, in your world that is.
The world of flashing lights and shuttering cameras turning your way since you are the cynosure of attention, average citizens freezing up cold to the bone from a mere glance at your deluxe self or anyone you associate with. Your upscale family name circulates the world like wildfire, equivalent to the most polished of extravagant celebrity statuses.
It is given that your family is sitting close to the top of the notable social hierarchy, close proximity behind the Kims and the Jungs — the wealthiest of families who have the title of worldwide money bags; oh, and “crazy rich bastards.” With mellifluous voices and a luxuriant way with words, strikingly good looks as a cherry topper, they associate with their own kind: the sumptuous of it all. Of course, in your world, tying with the middle-class is a complete sin. The wealthy leisurely tosses thousands of dollars out daily for the sole purpose of making headlines and believe it is a heinous crime to wear the same outfit twice. People that fall under the category of “crazy rich” is also said to have an endless thread of luck.
Though, like everyone else, you can only press your luck too much.
It probably went on for only a few seconds, but to Y/N it felt like hours until he drew away, and she whines again, having not realized that her nails were digging into his forearm. She lets go, turning in his lap to face him and she sees him licking at his lips. Her head is foggy, and her body feels like Jell-O, and she giggles at the thought of having Jell-O legs before leaning her head against his shoulder.
“You need to drink cranberry juice.”
His voice sounds far away.
Y/N passes out.
Harry is smitten with a human, and Y/N hates cranberry juice (a lot)
Okay but a genghis khan musical movie tho think of the possibilities:
Dancing henchmen, now with actual personalities
Hero having a introduction song thats basically a polished up version of what his life is like: it’s very james bond like and all that stuff
Villain having a very typically villainous introduction song and hero interrupting him.
It basically being a running gag that agent always interrupts villains songs
Fighting but it basically being dancing
Villain debating how to kill hero w/ his henchmen and them being like “Listen dude. It’s blatantly obvious you have a crush on him now go and get ready cause he’ll be there in a minute” and dressing him up in some very nice suit, cologne, maybe polish up his nose lmao, all in a dance number while villain’s protesting
Hero shows up and tries very hard not to notice how good villain looks suddenly (not that he doesn’t look good normally)
(Ex-)wife and villain having a big dance number where wife says villain has grown soft, villain trying to prove he’s absolutely not gone soft because of some stupid secret agent and is still very menacing (lmao)
The henchmen having their whole own song without villain, hero or anyone else. Like in the cafetaria, talking about whatever, then hero storming into the cafetaria with villain following him, fighting each other while the henchmen watch, singing about their thoughts on the whole ‘our boss is in love with his arch nemesis’ thing
THE LAB COATS HAVING AN ACTUAL PART IN ALL THIS I WANT SCIENTISTS AND HENCHMEN INTERACTING
Cute dancing and singing children!!!! I love them.
Hero seems to almost exclusively take on missions where villain plays some sort of part, according to his boss. They eventually believe him when he says he just hates the dude very much and wants to take him down but he just never seems to succeed, he doesn’t understand how he seems to escape every time either.
The agency actually capturing villain in some way, agent helping him escape by providing just the tools he needs
Having to pretend he’s upset over villain escaping like ‘Why don’t we have any competent agents around here? Who put the key on a hook right next to the cell door?? Hmm??’ fucking nerd
Henchmen with actual personalities I wanna know what the guy who goes ooh in the background is really like
The martini glass making an appearance
Hero making shitty nose puns and villain getting back at him by making fun of the martini glass
Flirting without even noticing it themselves with henchmen rolling their eyes in the background
You know that labcoated guy in the background who sits at the computer and also goed ‘ooh’? He needs a part lmao
60s music!!! lots and lots of different 60s music
Villain and agent physically fighting over something (a remote, a key, etc.) and them almost kissing
Villain deciding this needs to end now because he’ll lose everything he has if it doesn’t
Him and a team of scientists constructing the laser, the scientists very carefully asking him whether this is a good idea. Someone says that he could always just shoot him if he wanted hero dead, to which he answers that hero deserves something special.
Hero being heartbroken when he’s placed on the table, discovering that he really can’t get out of it this time, scared for his life.
A duet with villain desperately trying to ignore hero trying to interrupt him while he’s singing about him wanting hero to get it on with nobody else but him, and when he’s about to push the button, the buzzer powers down the machine
So not only ANGRY duets, also sad duets
Wife asking whether he’s killed the agent yet when the children have gone to bed, and giving him an ultimatum when she hears he hasn’t
Villain having a reprise of his introduction song: his song was about how evil he was and how he was gonna take over the world yada yada, the reprise is about him hating how he suddenly has goodness in him, and how he hopes he’ll be able to do it the next day so everything can go back to normal. Hero’s part is about how he hoped villain had some goodness in him but apparently he doesn’t, because he’s going to kill him, but he still hopes he won’t.
Next day villain’s semi-convinced himself that he’ll be able to do it. He wants to tell hero how he feels but that he knows a relationship between them wouldn’t work out, and he DOES tell him. Hero’s going to die anyway, right?
The same events happening as in the video, but with a bigger dance number because come on it’s a musical, the henchmen are gonna do something more than just bopping along in the background
Hero reassuring villain that it can work out, and they’ll figure it out together.
Wife having observed everything that happened and shooting hero after dramatically appearing from behind a pillar, then escaping
Hero lying in villains arms, singing a kind of bittersweet goodbye song and villain being like ‘Shut the fuck up I’m not going to let you die’
Hero survives, of course, and is moved to a bed in the hospital wing to rest (not before kissing villain passionately, of course)
Wife coming to visit him in the hospital wing to finish the job, him singing about what his life was really like and how he glamorized it to feel better about himself and the image he should uphold as an agent, and how he loves villain and wants him to be happy, doing this to distract wife (but all of it being tru lmao) .Wife singing about how she never had the chance to pursue world domination because villain would amass their empire and she had to take care of the kids, also singing about her tragic backstory and that she worked so much harder for villains love than hero and he doesn’t deserve it.
Him using the oppurtunity to push a silent alarm button that summons henchmen to the hospital wing. Wife proceeding to fight off the henchmen and escaping through the window
A very Serious Conversation about how thinks will work out, about what wife said to hero, etc.
Villain and hero dreaming about their future together, which turns into a nice dance ending number, complete with a scorned ex-wife as a nice cliffhanger at the end.
Which means happy duets
ALL THE DUETS
Henchmen and scientists with bigger parts holy shit give it to me
Things I haven’t noticed people talk about that I kinda want to:
-Moon and River’s relationship tho what a strONG AND HEALTHY MARRIAGE. Yelling about how he should call her when she’s there. Wanting her to be safe so she should take at least one knight. They’re so cute and I l o v e them
-I’m going to assume that Oscar is in the same grade as Star right. Okay? Okay good. The kid dropped out of high school at like 14 maybe 15 and he lives in his car like can we consider how fucked up his family life might be for him to just fucking up and leave. And he’s still such a pure soul he’s always smiling and positive like please protect Oscar.
-Jackie was really cute?? All she did was support Marco and even when Star ran upstairs crying she looked at Marco like Well. Do something. Sure it’s surprising that your friend yells that she likes ur boyfriend like I mean I would be surprised but holy shit she’s so good and she’s not jealous at all and I imagine her and Marco to just have a really healthy relationship tbh. She was nothing but supportive and helpful to him part 2 of the season finale
A bit of a continuation to the townsfolk post I wrote a while back.
Natsume does not dislike children he just does not think they will like him due to past experience.
Most of the kids he was with growing up react negatively to hints of his ability so he assumes that’s how all children will react
He has had to deal with younger cousins and such when he moved around and throughout his life. The younger the child is the better he can handle them.
babies/ toddlers: he’s great!
Middle Schoolers: fears for his health and feels mentally drained. Butdontweall?
One day he’s visiting the manju shop and chatting with one of the servers. she seems pretty stressed and complaining about how she never has time for just her and her husband to hang out together. Its not like they are workaholics it just sometimes their off days don’t coincide. and when they do they have no one to watch their 7 year old daughter.
or don’t they?
“Natsume-kun~ you don’t have any after school responsibilities right? no clubs and no job yes?”
Natsume get’s that feeling he usually gets when youkai try to ask him a favor that he is not trained for in the slightest. He confirms her questions anyway. She’s human and this can’t go too horribly wrong. right?
“would you watch my kid for me this Saturday evening?”
oh no. abort abORT ABORT
“Ah I don’t think you should leave me to-”
“PLEASE NATSUME! You’re so sweet and honest! a good role model and it will only be for a few hours! i’ll pay you! and you can even bring your cat. I’ll leave some manju buns for you three too!”
cue Nyanko-sensei’s insistent mews and the server’s pleading eyes and well Natsume can’t say no
fast forward to the weekend Natsume has read a child care book, asked advice from friends on how they treat their younger siblings/ cousins and grilled his foster parents on things they recommend.
Nyanko-sensei suggest locking her in her room so they can enjoy the manju but no sensei she did nothing wrong we cant DO THAT!
They arrive and the 7-year old is pretty nervous to be around him and is very shy
Natsume is also very nervous but he swallows it down and power through like he always does.
He was only really given emergency numbers and a bed time so he decides to just?? do??? whatever she wants to????
she wants to play with Nyanko-sensei but alas Natsume brought no toys
“lets make them!”
so they wander around the house picking up things Natsume hopes will not be missed and spend time crafting toys
Natsume at it turns out is very resoursful and the little girl is full of ideas so combine the two and they actually make some pretty good toys
Nyanko was muttering about how he wouldn’t play with them at all but then a puff ball made out of old rags fling in front of his face and he cannot resist the power to pounce
The entire time Natsume is talking with the girl and going along with all the weird twist and turns their conversations gets into.
Natsume spends so much time with youkai the imagination of a 7-year old is very easy to handle
she’s talking about odd things that have happened in the forest and telling him his theories
Natsume decides to add his own taking experience from his encounters with Youkai
“there was this little frog I saw one day! It looked lost so i put him back in the forest” “ah that’s good he has a really big and powerful master he’ll be grateful you helped the underlying out and might owe you a favor” “how big is he???” “bigger than this entire house!” “:0 woah”
overall he has a good night and when he’s tucking her in to bed she says: “Natsume-nii I hope mommy and daddy go on a date again soon so you and kitty can come over again!”
Natsume is generally shocked she had such a good time she’d even say that. he smiles gently at her and tells her good night. She’s happy so that’s all he could ever ask for and hey it wasn’t so bad he could do this again
Nyanko-sensei huffs but doesn’t directly say anything against which basically means he wants to come again too
Natsume tells the parents if they ever need one he’s free to babysit and the tears of joy that he sees streaming down his eyes mean that yes this will be a reoccurring thing. and he even finds himself looking forward to it a bit.