#jarley rp

[ladygriffith]

female Joker is looking for Harley Quinn or Batman

Hi I'm looking for a RP partner as Harley Quinn, Batman or any character you prefer.

smut if fine if you're 18+

In case you want to rp as Harley, be warned of femslash, obviously.

Interested? Push the ♥ button and message me and I will reach out to you asap.

Let's see who has the last laugh.

[thewomanwholaughed]

Do you have any ships for joker ?

I do! But not as many as you might expect...

While Joker does make suggestive and downright sexual jokes/comments at other Rogues and Batman; she isn't actually all that interested in anything serious. It's more the discomfort she gives them that she finds delightful. But she will turn it down or outright stop when she crosses a line.

She is down for a hate fuck or an enemies-with-benefits sort of situation with Rogues/Villains though.

Her jokes with Batman lean more to the fact they are married/divorced and have to share custody over the bat-kids than any romantic feelings.

Now I am a true Jarley shipper; with toxicity removed or brought down to a minimum. Joker does not favor Batman over Harley, and she would not sacrifice Harley to get at Batman, that's not how this works to her. In fact, Joker will parley with Batman (or others) if Harley is in danger.

Besides that ship, I am just as much a clown as Joker and love me some Harley x Ivy x Joker throuple. Maybe even throw in an age-appropriate punchline... But the sapphic power in this relationship is enough to quake Gotham to its foundation. I do not ship Ivy x Joker solo though, like it's fine in the context of the throuple, but I love Harley x Ivy as well so I don't want to break that up, I just want to add to it...

I am also regretting my own rp actions because I am starting to ship Joker with Black Mask because of my interactions with @masquenoire. He hates her, she likes to anger him. Joker also fully commits to claiming he's her boyfriend. It's nothing serious, but I am genuinely starting to love the pair ajegpoajewapgj.

Other than that, I am indifferent? These are my personal ships, but I will let anything exist with enough chemistry and development in RPs. The only hard no from me is pairing Joker with anyone of the Batfamily. Not happening.

[hail-to-the-quinn]

Rules! (tumblr version)

This is a semi-selective 18+ blog. I will only write para with mutuals for the time being! However, OoC interactions (questions/asks/memes) don’t require being mutuals. You (the mun) must be 18+ to follow/interact. No NSFW or suggestive interactions will be permitted or accepted with underage characters. No ifs, ands, or buts about it, this is a hard line. Roleplay in the form of chat, asks, short-form, and long-form (para and multi-paragraph) are all welcome.

Canon characters, OCs, or crossover characters are entirely welcome! (I will try and look into your fandom as best I can for the latter!) Verses/interactions/AUs will be tagged accordingly so you (& I) can keep track.

Excessively long posts will be hidden behind read mores or otherwise trimmed down.

Bigots begone. If you (the mun) are a TERF, SWERF, racist, transphobe, homophobe, fascist or neo-nazi, antisemite or otherwise religiously bigoted, or any other purveyor of hateful beliefs, you will get a big fat block-on-sight. You are on the wrong blog.

Mun =/= Muse. I am NOT my character, and my character is NOT me. I'm just a goblin on the internet writing for a character I don't own. Assume all posts are in-character unless otherwise stated with the associated #ooc tag or with indicated OOC text. My characters actions and beliefs do not reflect my own.

Please be polite and courteous. Don’t be rude/hateful/harassing to me OoC. That’s not cool. You can be rude to the character, though, go for it. Give them a noogie and shove them in a dumpster. ALSO, please be aware that I have a day job and do commission work. I may be a little slow to reply sometimes. You are free to politely poke me if it’s been a little while, but I am definitely going to have my slower moments. I thank you very much for your patience. ♡

Don’t metagame or godmode. C'mon, friendo, be cool. That will not fly here, I am way too old to have patience with that stuff. Respect is key. I control my character, you control yours, unless we have mutually negotiated otherwise for any reason.

Tagging/Trigger Warnings: I will do my very best to tag and TW all content that I can for the comfort of partners and readers alike. This blog, however, will concern dark concepts, and WILL contain mentions of said dark topics. All threads containing sensitive topics will be hidden behind read mores. But, if you need anything specific tagged, please do not hesitate to shoot me a message! I will absolutely make sure to tag them for you. I highly encourage discussing and agreeing on boundaries and limits prior if you are interested in RP, and I will happily adjust my writing to meet them! Consent is absolutely critical and to be respected.

I don’t have exclusives, nor do I have plans for that at this time. I may have mains, however.

And finally, three strikes, you're out. I will always do my best to talk through any issues, I much prefer to solve problems amicably. However, I have my limits. If the behaviour continues past the initial addressing, I will end all current interactions immediately. If you persist in the behaviour, you will be permanently blocked.

NOTES ABOUT SHIPPING WITH HARLEY!

I do not have a set ship/OTP that I default to. Wildcard, baby! This means I will happily RP romantic or platonic ships with a character should my writing partners prefer it! I am also up to exploring different takes from canon! Want some non-toxic Jarley? Sure, let's do it! Want some platonic besties Harlivy? I'm down! Let's talk it out!

I am open to exploring the toxic aspects of Joker/Harley with care, caution, and most importantly respect towards the subject matter, but I PLEASE request that it be negotiated first for both of our sakes, and that we are clear on what we are comfortable doing. ANY SUCH THREADS WILL BE HIDDEN BEHIND READ MORES AND GIVEN EXHAUSTIVE TRIGGER WARNINGS!

[roleplayfinder]

Hi! I'm a minor(15+) and am looking for a Jarley roleplay(JokerxHarley Quinn, if you're unaware!). If you're interested, give a like or reblog! I would like to play Harley, and could do it here, or on discord, whichever you prefer! (Ps, please don't heckle me about my ship, I can have my thing, you can disagree with it, please dont be mean!!)

[whambamthankyoubram]

Do you know what ship would slay at To All the Boys I’ve Ever loved? Jarley. Message me if you’re INTO IT I think I’d be a freaking primo Jake okay bye

[dontstopads]

                                       being GOOD at something will.

               being apart of something special makes you SPECIAL, right?

                                                DONTSTOPHQ

                          ( is a glee season one redo roleplay, set after the events                                                                                            of 1x03, acafellas. )

[dontstopads]

                                       being GOOD at something will.

               being apart of something special makes you SPECIAL, right?

                                                DONTSTOPHQ

                          ( is a glee season one redo roleplay, set after the events                                                                                            of 1x03, acafellas. )

[acuppellarpads]

A CUP-PELLA ♬                                  coffee, food, and live music.

Owned by the always friendly (and seldom sober) April Rhodes, A Cup-pella is a tiny coffee shop in which the only thing more mismatched than the random assortment of furniture and decor is the clientele. And yet, just like an obscenely pink feathered lampshade somehow manages to work right next to a sensible Chesterfield, April’s regulars have become a family. Some came for a much needed caffeine fix, and others in search of a part-time job. Some treat April’s tiny stage as their own personal trampoline to the Grammys, and others just want to enjoy the show. But whatever their reasons to open that bright yellow door for the first time, the truth is it now feels a bit like home.

                      A Glee + OC girls RP. Open since July 2017.

                                 MAIN ♪ PLOT ♪ RULES ♪ NAVIGATION ♪ MASTERLIST

[dirtads]

DIRT: The Price of Fame

The sex tape that blew up all over the internet right before the premier  of everybody’s favorite reality TV show. The train-wreck that you loved  to hate becoming a source of admiration after their triumphant  comeback. The number of infidelities and bitter arguments that you never  heard about involving that jealousy inducing pair that has always  appeared to be the epitome of couple goals.

It all comes back to us.

Dirt  is a reputable – or infamous, depending on who you  ask – tabloid based out of Los Angeles, California, chock full of  reporters and paparazzi that travel the world, documenting today’s  hottest celebrities’ every move. With their resources, as well as their  following, Dirt is capable of manipulating the lives of the  aforementioned celebrities, be it for better or for worse.Here we  can give you a helping hand. We can give you the boost you need to snag  the latest role. Possibly help you make your album a best seller. Play  along and things will be just fine. Don’t and, well, you can say goodbye  to the money and fame because, surely, a scandal is in your future.  We’ll scratch your back if you scratch ours. It’s just that simple.

Keep  in mind that what you do or don’t do; what you say or don’t say matters.

Dirt has eyes and ears everywhere.

Are you willing to play, because either way…we’ll be watching.  

MAIN • MESSAGE • PLOT • CHARACTERS

[hickeybyjake-blog]

[text] please don’t leave me alone

[text] Believe me when I say I will always be here for you. But I can’t do this anymore.

[text] We’re only ignoring the truth and the truth is that we’re over. And as much as I wish I could pretend to be okay with being just friends, I can’t.

[text] I can’t be just friends with you. I need all or nothing and until I can figure out how to wrap my head around reality, I’m sorry.

[text] You should text Lynn. I’m sure he’s up waiting for you to call or something.

[hickeybyjake-blog]

Dear Marley,

Dear Marley,

I don’t know what to say. I know that sounds lame but it’s the truth. I know I should be apologizing but there’s so much and I don’t know where to start. Saying “I’m sorry for everything” doesn’t feel good enough. You deserve better and I hope one day you get all that.

I miss you like crazy. It’s super annoying how I can’t get you off my mind. Whenever I don’t see you, I’m thinking about you. And whenever we’re not together, I count down the minutes until we can be. Yes, I realize I sound like one of those sappy lovesick idiots from those movies you used to make me watch right now, but...you made me this way.

I still love you but I get that you need space and I am totally cool with us just being friends. Or whatever it is we are right now.

Um, your mom made really awesome mashed potatoes today.

Love, Sincerely,

Jake

Send me one “Dear—” and I’ll write a letter to this person

[hickeybyjake-blog]

ring tune

Can’t Help Falling In Love (Cover) - Haley Reinhart (x)

“Wise men sayOnly fools rush inBut I can’t help falling in love with you.”

Send “ring tune” and I’ll respond with what song my muse would use for your muse’s ringtone.

[hickeybyjake-blog]

💤

My muse hasn’t slept in 2 days. Send 💤 for my muse to fall asleep on yours!

“Jake are you listening?” Marley asked for the umpteenth time, going so far as to give his shoulder a shake. Jake nodded, forcing his eyes open so as to convince her despite the fact that his face felt like it was sliding off like the artificial cheese at Mickey’s. He most definitely wasn’t listening and no matter how hard he tried, his brain kept telling him that he was about to fall asleep. In between waking up at odd hours because Sebastian thought he was a dog and the two jobs he currently held, Jake hadn’t slept in days. And now of all the time he needed to be awake for the sake of his education, and spending time with Marley, he couldn’t even keep his head up for two seconds!

“Yeah, yeah,” He rubbed his face before letting his hand fall to a random spot in the book. Jake had zero clue on what he was supposed to be reading or looking at, but damn it if he was going to let Marley know. He had too much pride. “I’m just...thinking really hard.”

Accepting the lie, Marley shrugged and started reading from the passage again. Jake rested his head in his hands, his eyes following along to the wrong words while Marley’s soothing voice settled in his ears. Crap. Oddly comfortable on the floor near the coffee table, Jake’s eyes slid closed and his head rolled off his fist to land on the stale smelling textbook.

[hickeybyjake-blog]

“Wow, you’re really strong.”

Jake was thankful for Thursday nights because he usually had the house to himself which meant Marley was able to come over and help him study instead of having to go all the way to The South. While it bothered him that she rode all the way on her bike, Jake knew that he couldn’t do anything to make her reconsider her mode of transportation and decided to do his best to make the trek worthwhile. Showering right after school so he smelled nice and making lunch for dinner so she wouldn’t be hungry, that kind of stuff. She always smiled and thanked him, but Jake never stopped trying to go above and beyond each time.

While his favorite subject to study with her was ASL due to the fact that it was really easy to make her laugh, he couldn’t help but admit he needed a bit of help when it came to English. He was ass at writing papers and having Marley re-read the chapter to him while they brainstormed ideas helped him out tremendously.

At the moment, they were sitting on the floor in front of his bed while working on their biology homework. As he barely paid attention to her answers, Jake realized just how much he missed their platonic relationship. Times of just hanging out and when he wasn’t being a total guy. He was proud of himself.

At some point, Marley had gotten close enough to put her hand on his arm which he thought nothing about until she said what she said next. “Wow, you’re really strong.” Jake’s cheeks burned as Marley’s warm hand came in contact with his bicep. He’d been so shocked at the off-handed compliment that he forgot to flex and kind of just stared at her. Once she realized what she’d said and done, Marley’s face flushed ten shades of red and she immediately started to apologize, fumbling over her words. By then Jake had started to ramble, himself.

“I think I’m done with my homework.” Jake blurted and thankfully Marley agreed. They quickly gathered her stuff together, apologizing even more when they accidentally brushed hands every so often. With a bit of distance between them and their session clearly wrapped up, Jake’s next best move was to say goodbye. After weeks of this kind of thing, they’d gotten to the point of hugging each other goodbye and now it was like they were back at square one. “So I guess I’ll see you.” He grinned awkwardly, holding out a hand before turning it into a fist. Marley stared at it looking as horrified as he felt. “You’re supposed to…” What the hell was he doing? Marley knew how to bump a fist–everyone did. She blinked rapidly as if coming out of a daze and knocked their fists together.

…Wow, this was awkward.

“Bye.” She then practically ran out of his room and for once, Jake didn’t have the unbearable urge to run after her.

@hopelessly-sandradee

[hickeybyjake-blog]

Do you see a future with Marley?

Yes.

@hopelessly-sandradee

LETS PLAY THE 'YES' OR 'NO' GAME: Ask me questions and I'm only allowed to answer with 'Yes' or 'No' 

[hickeybyjake-blog]

014. from behind hug .

Jake swore, pacing in the waiting room while Marley sat with her head in her hands. It was the first time they’d been alone together since the incident and the occasion was less than ideal considering their shared best friend was laying in some hospital bed hanging on for dear life. He couldn’t even focus on the awkward air because he was too busy wondering where the hell these people got off telling him that only family could see him now. “I know we’re not related, but everyone knows we’re like brothers.”

Having had enough of this crap, Jake stormed back over to the desk and demanded to know if Ryder was okay yet. “He’s still being looked at, sir. We will let you know when you’ll be able to see him but please keep in mind that checking back every five minutes won’t change a thing.” And so back to pacing and ranting he went. “I’m going to kill whoever did this. I don’t care if they’re a Greaser or a Social or the freaking Mayor himself.”

His blood had reach a point of boiling that was too much for him to handle and he took it out on a stack of magazines sitting on an end table. The articles lay strewn across the cold linoleum while Jake ran his hands over his head. Suddenly he felt someone crash into him, tears soaking into the back of his shirt. It didn’t take long to realize that it was Marley. All anger dissipated in the very instant, Jake turned so the he could comfort her properly. Squeezing her back as tight as she was him, Jake rubbed her back. “He’s going to be okay.”

Jake was seeing red and not because he was extremely pissed. No, some stupid ass Social thought it was funny to throw a slushy at him as he walked down the hall on his first day. What sucked even more other than the crowd of both Greasers and Socials laughing at him was seeing Marley right before he went blind. Moving as quickly as he could with his limited vision, Jake found his way into the men’s bathroom. Turning on the hot water, Jake leaned down to rinse out his eyes and clean his face and neck. “Thanks,” He muttered, taking the towel that was offered to him to dry his face. His eyes still stung, but he could see. Looking up into the mirror, he was greatly surprised to see Marley behind him. Too ashamed, Jake quickly hung his head. He had a hard time looking at her without feeling extremely guilty for dumping her less than fourty-eight hours ago all because his status had changed overnight.

“Enjoy the show?” He asked bitterly. He had no idea why he was so mad at her when she was the only one who hadn’t laughed. She didn’t even crack a smile when he got everything he deserved. Marley easily saw through his lame attempt at keeping her at a distance and Jake hated it. He hated seeing that she didn’t hate him. Instead of saying anything else, he stared down at the sink where the red dye was starting to stain the ceramic. Jake turned the water back on and pretended to keep cleaning his face until she left. When he felt her arms wrap around him, he stiffened. Did that drink do more damage than he thought? Was he hallucinating? Did the slush somehow seep past his eyeball into his brain and kill him?

For the longest time, they stood there in that moment, both thinking back to the good old days. It was bittersweet to hear the bell ring, signalling the end of this moment. Jake stayed silent, watching her disappear through the door out into the hall.

“I have no idea what I’m doing!” Jake shouted over his shoulder, smirking down at the sizzling pan that Marley had left in his possession to go and grab whatever it was that she apparently needed so desperately that afternoon. He was perfectly capable of handling grilled cheese on his own, but hearing Marley trip over her own feet to stop him from burning down her house was highly amusing. “We can just scrape off the black stuff, right?!”

When she finally made her hasty entrance and over to the stove to find Jake just now putting the sandwich onto the pan, she promptly bumped him aside to take over again. Jake just laughed, waiting patiently for the food to be done so he could quiet the pain in his stomach of not eating all morning. As soon as she handed him a plate with his half, Jake plopped down onto a chair and bit into the gooey deliciousness. As he chewed, Jake looked up at his girlfriend. “Marley Rose, I think I’m in love.” Her cheeks tinged pink as she threw her arms around his shoulders, kissing him on the cheek. “I guess I love you, too.” With a smack to his arm and a pout too cute to handle, Marley left to tend to her own forgotten slice of grilled cheese while Jake stared after her, laughing to himself.