[Story Warning! There will be mentions/depictions of: domestic abuse, sexual assault, sexual abuse, suicidal thoughts, self harm, eating disorders, and drug addiction. If any of these things trigger you, I do NOT recommend reading this! Thank you to the people who read this story !] Harleen Quinzel was a very boring woman. Her life wasn't interesting in any way, until she met him. He made her who she was, and in turn she did whatever he asked of her. She eventually had enough and broke things off with the clown, with much help from her best friend Poison Ivy. After a few weeks of living with Ivy, she begins to fall for her. It's a very painful process, leading to her engaging in some very bad habits. Will she overcome these habits and make Ivy fall fall in love with her? Or will she fall in too deep? Keep reading to find out! <3

Read this and imagine this is happening in the Harley Quinn animated series: Harleen Quinzel had never been.. completely sane. The joker was the one who had helped her realize who she truly was. Harley Quinn: the kickass, badass, sexy sonuvabitch that kills anyone and everyone that gets in the way of her and Joker's schemes. One day, she got fed up though. She couldn't handle being treated like a toy. An object the Joker used just to get out of his own messes. He got her sent to Arkham for a year. A YEAR! He promised he would save her, and he never did. Luckily, she had her best friend Ivy to help her out. She taught her that she was far more than just the Joker's toy. She was more than just a silly little girl who wanted male validation to feel special. She was Harley fucking Quinn! That was, until she wasn't. [Story Warnings : SA, SH, $u!c!d3 attempt]