#Harley Quinn aesthetic

[harleenvaleska]

Harleen Quinzel

Call me Harley, everyone does.

[joker-and-the-queen]

“You don’t have to be crazy to be in love…but it helps.”

The Joker and Harley Quinn

[newwavesylviaplath]

lady gaga as harley quinn

[liliesdiary]

So I saw this image of Harley on Pinterest recently, but instead of the classic 2016 SS “Property of Joker” jacket, she was wearing a leather jacket that said “Property of Negan”, and instead of her classic Harley Quinn bat, she was holding Lucille…

It got me thinking about a potential Walking Dead/DC crossover, so if you’re up for it, here’s a fanfic & moodboard request: Negan x Harley TWD/DC crossover

I love this idea so much! these two would definitely be so chaotic together and I really want to write a story on this now, comment if you want to be tagged in it <3

[mushroompineapplepizza]

Bubblegum Vibes <3

Harley Quinn: The Animated Series - Legion of Bats! #2

[palatteflags]

Harley Quinn and pink based Genderfluid moodboard~ For an anon!! Hope you like the look~

Want one? Send an ask! -mod Jay

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Harley quinn aesthetic

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Harley Quinn moodboard

[godspeedviper]

Smoke Break - Jonathan Crane x Harley Quinn

���� Summary: Jonathan Crane and Harley Quinn share a smoke break for the first time since their fall from grace, reflecting on the evolution of their relationship from student and professor, to colleagues, and now as villains. (can be read as platonic or romantic)

𖤐 Type: angst || hurt/comfort

𖤐 Word Count: 1,060

𖤐 Rating: T+ || smoking || asylums || slight allusions to past abuse || no smut

  Jonathan had heard rumors of her capture, but he didn’t believe it until he saw her sitting alone on a bench in the sorry excuse for a yard that Arkham called an outdoor recreational area. He wordlessly sat beside her and pulled out a cigarette box – which he had earned for good behavior – offering one up to her. 

“Do you still smoke Marlboro reds?” He asked. 

 The blonde slowly turned to him with a pained look on her face, eyes puffy and red, nodding in agreement. 

“Yeah.” She replied with a sniffle. 

  Her hands trembled as they reached out to pull a cigarette from the box. Jonathan then pulled out a lighter – which he also earned on good behavior, but he had to hand it back in when rec time was over – and lit her up first before lighting his own. The two sat in silence for a moment, listening to the sound of the ocean waves which clashed up against the cliffs of the tiny godforsaken island they were imprisoned on. The last time they shared a smoke break here, the circumstances had been completely different. They had stood together as colleagues back then, both in the employ of the facility that now served as their prison, but that was a lifetime ago. Doctors Harleen Quinzel and Jonathan Crane were no more, their personas tossed aside like the empty husk of a chrysalis left behind by the fully transformed butterfly, and in their place sat Harley Quinn and The Scarecrow. Now they sat together, masks off, and it felt as if they were meeting each other for the first time all over again. 

Crane was the first to break the silence, uttering a single phrase that carried the weight of the world. 

“I understand.” He said, causing Harley to tense up. “When I first saw… him , I felt it too.” 

Neither of them needed to say the name to know who was being spoken about, he was their shared nightmare, their nexus point, chaos incarnate. Jonathan drew in a deep breath and fixed his gaze onto some abstract point in the mass grayness of Gotham’s edge, where the gloom met the sea and became indistinguishable from one another. 

“He exposes you fully with just one quick glance, as if his eyes were hot knives cutting through your bullshit like butter, and he knows you’ve been hiding this nakedness all your life.” Jonathan scoffed. “We never stood a chance, you and I. Our cores were rotten long before he came into our lives. All he did was remind us of that. I don’t blame you for falling into his trap.” 

“Thank you.” She replied, choking back a sob. 

  Harley took in a deep shaky breath as she tried to settle her nerves enough to speak her mind. No matter how good of a therapist she had been, she could never be comfortable with her own vulnerability. 

“Do… Do you think that… maybe if we had acknowledged each other, we could have saved ourselves?” She stuttered as she spoke up again, voice hesitant and fragile in between sniffles. 

“I don’t know, child.” Jonathan responded, his gaze still lost in the surrounding gloom. “Perhaps if we had allowed ourselves to be honest and vulnerable with one another, forming a bond beyond the professional, we could have developed a psychological resistance, or maybe not and our rotten instincts would have flourished in the same manner. All I know is that there is no use wondering about it.” 

“I judged you at first.” Harley followed Jonathan’s line of sight, dissociating along with the mist and thus allowing her words to flow unencumbered. “I told myself I didn’t understand why you’d gone off the deep end and tried to terrorize everyone, but night after night I was haunted by jealousy. No matter what you do, no matter how hard you work, society still spits in the face of those who don’t conform. No matter what, I’ll always be just some poor white trash from Jersey with big tits and big dreams. The only power I could ever hope to have was in making others fear me, and Mr. J gave me that in spades.” 

“Oh how I admire that about you.” Jonathan sighed wistfully. “Genuinely, I really do. You were still able to embrace who you were before the world tried to beat it out of you.” 

He flicked the cigarette butt to the ground, not bothering to stomp it out. 

“You can still speak in the same accent that you worked so hard to hide… I can’t remember what I used to sound like, or who I used to be… Jonathan Crane died many many years ago… on a farm, and all this time I’ve been carrying his corpse, 

                                                           wearing his skin, 

                                                            using his name.” 

His voice trailed off, the last of his words carried away by the wind and into the damp melancholic atmosphere. 

“You were always my favorite teacher, you know.” Harley said almost by compulsion. 

Jonathan scoffed, “Don’t mock me, child.” 

“No it’s true!” She cried out. “Yeah, you were a bit of a hardass but you never underestimated me. You didn’t even seem surprised to see me at Arkham during my internship!” 

“I never doubted your determination.” Jonathan said very matter of factly. “And you were the only student I didn’t need to constantly correct.” 

Harley smiled for the first time since her capture, and leaned her head onto Jonathan’s shoulder, feeling his body tense up in response. They sat in silence for a beat, and then he spoke. 

“I’m proud of you, Harleen.” 

Now it was Harley who tensed up, a hard lump quickly forming in her neck and choking her. She tried to swallow her feelings, but her efforts were futile. Tears formed in her eyes as Jonathan continued to speak, and spilled out like blood from a fresh cut. 

“You’ve gone further than any of my students could have even dreamed of. You broke free of the monotony of normalcy and have become the stuff of Legend.” 

“No one told me it would be this painful.” She said with a pained sob. 

“Icarus would not be remembered today if he hadn’t fallen, and so we too must pay the same price, child.” Jonathan replied solemnly.

The pair spent the rest of their break in a deafening silence. 

Ao3 || Ko-Fi || Requests

[birthofvcnus]

HARLEEN QUINZEL — HARLEY QUINN

[kawaiiwitchy]

Where’s my puddin? ❤️♦️🃏

[ylove-bandaesthetics]

✨ Random Aesthetic Challenge! ✨

Lady Gaga + Harley Quinn! ❤️🃏🖤

Requested by anon! 🖤

[dark-nymph3t]

omg omg can u do like a casual eras tour aesthetic one or maybe a Harley Quinn in the suicide squad/suicide squad/birds of prey but like a little bit of lana aesthetic?

Hi lovely, thank you so much for the request! I hope you don’t mind that I did both, and I tried my best but I’m not really sure if I got the vibes down right! As always, feel free to tell me if you want me to make another one or re-do either of these <3

[mushroompineapplepizza]

Pastel Harlivy <3

Poison Ivy #9 (2023)

[chernayawidow]

GOTHAM ORIGINAL CHARACTER: HARLEEN QUINZEL

His red hair was a physical warning,

A literal red flag.

And yet she persevered anyway.

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Harley Quinn from DC based Bi/Gay moodboard~ ^^ For an anon~ Hope you like the look!

Want one? Send an ask~ -mod Jay