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She mulls over his ANSWER for a moment, it seems familiar and her head cocks to the side. Pigtails horizontal and floppy as she thinks. It takes a her a long moment, but her face breaks into smile and she laughs. 

                              “That’s real funny BOSS.” She says, proud that she got his joke, she likes to be included. To feel like she understands him. Even if really she’s grasping at straws. “Where ya been?”

“Saaaame thing we do everyday —- 

H    A    R    L    E    Y

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Try to take over thewuuuurld…..”

Kicking the door closed behind him, the rotted wood slamming shut with a loud bang, he sends her a look like he is unimpressed with her question. Kohl-rimmed eyes rolling skyward. As he trudges over toward his desk, tossing the package of Raspberry Zingers, he stepped out momentarily for, he pauses musing with a wry grin about his choice of words. Sometimes Harley asked inauspicious questions, so why not answer back with cynicism ? And he wouldn’t be the least bit surprised if the joke was totally lost on her – Not with the way her brain was becoming gradually warped with the ridiculous cartoons she subjected herself to on a daily basis.  

( Oh, how.. mundane we are becoming… )

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A POUT she thought it was a really good idea. There’s a small huff, and she folds her arms.              “Well what DO ya want to do then?”

“F U N? Where’s the fun in that?”

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“No but it will be REAL funny.”         A small shrug and TAP of her bat against her shoulder.

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“Killing me won’t make a difference.”

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Guess who’s back. Back again. Harleys back. Like for a starter.

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“ You know, sweets, I like what I’ve heard about you. Especially in the name, Harleen Quinzel ! That’s a name that put a smile on my face. ”

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still on hiatus I’m afraid guys. I love you all

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Send ❄ for our muses to be stuck in a cabin while a large winter storm is raging outside.

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Melody of Bat-Seduction

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“I don’t know what kind of ideas you’re getting but remember this… without me, you’re nothing.” {{ -thejokeriswild }}

She folds her arms, defensive. “I ain’t gonna do what you say no more.” She hisses, bat raised. “I ain’t just some little PUPPET.”

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imcgo:

areyouthedxvil ; 

❝I’m sort of… just looking.❞ Or reading. (Because she’s already seen the subtle clues of seizures— she just wants to be sure.) ❝Uh… you’re a doctor or…?❞

“Not yet-I’m workin on it.” Harleen replies with a smile, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “But I can SURE try and answer a question if ya have one.”

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dunklerritter:

He knew that the first thing to do was support the back of the baby’s head like Harley had done, so he made certain to do that. His hands shook a little, Bruce making absolutely certain that he was not applying any sort of pressure while holding such a fragile being. How would he have handled Damian if he had been told about him earlier? Then Bruce would have at least gotten some practise. “Oh, alright. Is my tie correct?” While he was carrying the baby on the arm, his free hand darted to his collar to adjust it. “Can’t be looking like a slouch while holding her. Imagine the questions in many years.”

She laughs probably a little more LOUDLY than necessary at this question and shakes her head. Blonde curls springing with the movement. “You’re nutso” She says and then reaches over to RUFFLE his hair a little. “You need a sort of rugged handsome look.” She adds, and then skips over to pick up her phone. “I think that she’d enjoyed it more with ya lookin like a human bein.” Harleys never a fan of perfection, even now the eyeliner around her eyes is a little smudged and her nail varnish is forever chipped.

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Hey all I’m visiting my best friend in Dundee, so I’ll be on a semi hiatus and replies will be slow until the 24th.

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imcgo:

❝I’m not scared.❞ Not of her, at least. There are always worse things to fear. ❝—Oh. Thanks… You—❞ He sighs out, clearing his throat as he stands up to gesture towards the other chair. ❝You want to take a seat?❞

“GOOD.” She likes a little bit of a challenge. “Sure, nice of you to offer.” She smiles, plonking the beers down on the table. “Call me Harley.” She tellls him, as she pushes the beer towards him.

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imcgo:

Apparently, everyone got lost within the last week && a half of me making this account. Because, you all showed up. && you all seem to believe that I am in some way quality. (Are you aware that William is an asshole pls he needs an adult…—) 

The list may be small but you’re all so very loved, please remember that. You’re all amazing in your own ways. (Speeeecial folk tbh. Real special.) 

THE CREW TBH— (aka the squad idk don’t mind me) 

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STALKING IS A RUDE TERM, I PREFER ‘ADMIRING WITH DETERMINATION’

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WOO! Also, bless you all for coping with me on here while I take a break from The Riddler— You’re all super lovely! xoxoxoxoxoxo Savannah

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Knee, chin

Look at how happy she is

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Touch my muse! Touching is a quiet way of conveying your feelings, so tell me how you feel with your touch!

Top of head: Sibling affection/parental affection

Hair: Yearning

Ear: "I want you to hear me out."

Nose: "You're so cute."

Cheek: "I want to tell you I love you."/Deep affection/Devotion

Neck: Dislike/Hate/Disdain

Shoulder: Worry/Concern for other/Fear

Waist: Possessiveness/"You are mine."

Over the heart: "I love you."

Butt: Sexual attractiveness/lust

Hip: Interest

Back: Wanting to kill/will betray you one day

Stomach: Fun!/Silliness/"Wanna go cause some trouble?"

Forearm: Indifference/Don't particularly care for

Biceps: Aggravation/Irritation/"You are an idiot."

Fingers: Friendship/amicable

Wrist: Fear of losing you

Knee: "Don't worry, I'm here for you."

Chin: Beauty/attractiveness

Thigh: Sympathy/empathy

Calves: "I will cause you pain."

Feet: "I will serve you forever."/Deep devotion and and feelings of servitude/extreme fealty