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150 days of harley quinn — day 4
Injustice - Gods Among Us (Annual)
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' shove a sock in it, HARLEEN ! i can’t hear myself think over all your blabberin’. ‘ fingernails chip away at black polish, teeth gnawing the inside of her alabastrine cheek raw. concentration pull her brows into a harsh furrow, building frustrations relinquished in a heavy huff. decisions, decisions // what’s right, what’s wrong ? what’s good, what’s bad ? DO IT ----- DON’T.
shut up, shut up, shut up ! ‘ know it all. ‘ she’s all rough edges and venomous spite. // @clowngore
“ —– you’re lucky i’m soft on you, kiddo. “ she dulls her edges some & tucks poison betwixt teeth & tongue; softness is buried in the recesses of her smile. her chest is knotted with rose vines // breaths tainted with saccharine. “ i’ll forgive you for it this time, harls. just don’t go makin’ a habit of it, i can’t give you a free pass just because you’re cute. “
‘ what’s the point of bein’ this cute if ya can’t use it to your advantage ? ‘ her nimble figure collapses into a bed of silk sheets, dainty sigh slipping free of her mouth. palms settle delicately over her costumed chest. ‘ speakin’ of -- i’ve been thinkin’. ‘
i had a little psa post about this during my last revamp, but since i deleted all of my posts, let me make it again. if you also write harley please don’t ever be afraid to approach my blog !! i know that some have their own personal reasons as to why they don’t want to follow / acknowledge duplicates and that’s totally fine !! but that has not and will not ever be an issue on this blog. i don’t ever have enough people to talk to about her, and hey ! think of all the super rad things we could do with all of the various versions of our fav cupid of crime. :~ )
‘ what’s a’matter ? you look like ya just saw a CLOWN ! ‘ her amusement starts with a giggle and a grin. the more she thinks about it, the funnier it gets, the more she begins to laugh ! // @archently
i need to take a step back from coding before i RIOT so i’m gonna go play some games or smth for a few until i’m ready to tackle it again. in the meantime feel free to like this post for a starter ! i haven’t seen suicide squad yet so it’ll definitely be something comic centric and, knowing harley, probably a little wild.
NAUGHTY, NAUGHTY. BY BRI // EST OCT ‘14.
“ didn’t mommy teach you that no means no? “ she pinches the bridge of her nose betwixt venomous digits, a sigh pulling from the depths her lungs “ especially when she tells you not to touch her things. “
‘ how ‘bout a smooch ta make it all better ? ‘ infatuated petals bloom to life from the harlequin’s cherry trimmed mouth in grand display of a smile. a sweet smile. used specially for desires as harmless as this one. ‘ n’aw, you’ll forgive me, won’tcha red ? ‘
WARS RAGING in her mind . ensnared within tangles of terror at the hands of the harlequin queen . it’s a race within her mind , one that invokes nothing but dread , pit of her stomach curdles . ‘—–i don’t .. ‘ ticking time bomb , yet there’s a lump that craters within gwen’s throat . coarse , dry , unable to breath . walls closing in and it’s as if she can hear the time running out . ‘ her . ‘ lip trembles , lion within her chest failing her with each tackled breath let out into the thick gotham air . ‘ her , just—-stop . please . ‘
‘ now, was that so hard ? ‘ ever condescending to her terror - struck victim, she ignores her desperate pleas. the game’s only just started ! her wicked cheshire grin is the only thing that glows in the funereal atmosphere of this room. it’s almost eerie. boney fingers take the blonde by her arm, projecting her toward the trembling girl backed into a corner. oh, how it makes her innards scream to see her caught and struggling in a net of fear. ‘ why don’t ya do the honors ? i’d hate to get blood all ova’ my brand new shoes. aren’t they just the cutest ? ‘ she skips a few steps forward, gesturing toward her feet first and foremost before she pulls a pistol from the holster attached to her side. ‘ leave the funny business to me, ya got it ? ‘
‘ cut me some slack, will ya ? always gettin’ your vines in a twist for no reason ! it was an honest mistake, pammy ---- scout’s honor ‘n all that. ‘ // @naturewon
‘ you tried to kill me, you big J E R K ! ‘ hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. she stares him down from the opposing end of the room, sharp like a razor. polish - chipped fingernails curl tight into the soft flesh of her palms as though it could really keep her at bay. he’s lit the short fuse of her explosive ire and it’s quickly burning down with a sizzle and a POP. this broken heart will show no mercy.
‘ now i’m gonna bash your brains in ! ‘ she’s already thought about this long and hard, played out the scene a hundred times wrapped in the circling insanity of her head. it only ends one way : with the joker DEAD. and so it shall be. she moves QUICK, charging toward him, strength gathered at her bleached knuckles. ‘ say hi to the fishies for me ! ‘ and when she hits him, the reflection of inflicted evil shines b r i g h t. make it HURT, baby. // @grinaniac
‘ CHOOSE ! it’s him or you, blondie ! ‘ the ringleader of this show, a puppeteer of fate. one boy, one girl. she keeps them closely confined with the threat of her blood stained weapons, compelling their fearful minds to play her twisted g a m e s. but time is running out ! and she is becoming oh so very BORED of waiting. tick tock, tick tock. she cackles the sound of a woman who has long since gone mad, mad, m a d. ‘ who’s it gonna be ? you ain’t gonna like it if i have’ta pick ! ‘ // @becomeshope