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Have You Seen My Puddin'?
♦️🔹Semi-selective Harley Quinn roleplay. Mostly movie based but I have read the comics🔹♦️Read my rules page♦️🔹Mun is 21+ so trigger warning for NSFW or things that go along with Harleys character🔹♦️
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The pain still visible in light and sound and sight…
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Whole lot of pretty and a whole lot of crazy.
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Harley began crying as soon as he flipped the table. She understood why he wouldn’t believe her but she was telling the truth.
She looked up at him, tears and snot running down her face. She looked ugly and pathetic and had no idea what to do. “I am telling you the truth, I’m not lying. Nothing ever has or ever will happen between me and Deadshot. I’m only yours.”
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Harley nodded as he talked but kept her head down in shame, like a dog to their owner. “Yes I remember.” She spoke softly.
As the picture slapped against the table she slowly lifted her eyes, taking a peek.
She did not remember this picture being taken nor did she see what was so wrong with it. Sure, he was holding her bridal style, but Deadshot was never anything more than a friend to her.
She looked back down once again not knowing what to say. “Deadshot is a friend.” Her voice cracked, for her throat was dry from nervousness. She didn’t have much to be worried about since nothing happened between her and Deadshot. But when J was mad, he was unpredictable.
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Harleys heart fluttered as he placed his warm hand over hers. But, listening to what he was saying, the grin slowly fell from her face and she moved her hand out from under his. Harley sat down, crossing her arms over her chest and began pouting, like a child.
He wasn’t ready yet, she was going to have to take this in baby steps. Rushing it was a mistake and now she may have ruined the progress she made. Still, she wasn’t going to get out by becoming like him. Normal. No, he soon would become like her.
“I understand this is impossible for you but you can not heal me and this place is too cruel to let anyone earn their freedom.” Harley looked up at him, she was serious. No one survived this place.
Jay the psychiatrist & Harley the patient verse | Closed w/ crimson-smirk
“I need you… to get me… a machine gun.” She spoke slowly, almost poetically. Her grin widened but she remained quite serious.
“Now you might be thinking I’m going to go an kill everyone doc, but it’s quite the opposite. You see I just want freedom. I want to feel the wind in my face, take a hot shower for once. I pwomise I’ll be a good girl. And if I do get caught that just means more sessions with you.” Harley chuckled deeply widening her eyes. The idea of holding a gun in her hands made her happy, the idea of freedom even more so.
She could see the fear in his eyes and he looked at her and could tell he was shaking in his boots.
“Come on doc. Just be brave. Help a girl out.” Harley winked at him, licking her top teeth seductively.
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"I know you better than anyone else." -mistahhjoker
CRYBABY (MELANIE MARTINEZ) SENTENCE STARTERS!
@mistahhjoker - Answered
“Well of coursed you do Puddin’. I wouldn’t th8ink anyone else does, not even myself!”
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Harley crawled into bed and snuggled up close to her king, putting her freezing cold feet on him in an attempt to wake him up more. Jay was cold blooded and Harley was always trying to steal his warmth.
"Good morning." She grinned and chuckled. "You awake NOW?"
"Good morning starshine! The earth says hello."
“The only reason you should be waiting me up before noon is if you are naked, there is a fire, a combination of the two or your have made me the biggest breakfast burrito” all mumbled while faced down in a pile of pillows.
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Send me a 💀 and I’ll generate a number, 1 - 111, for what my muse will say to yours.
@gothamsdisease - Answered
#65
“I’ve killed for you. Who else can say that?”
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“I’ve demonstrated that there’s no difference between me and everyone else!”
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perchu:
lifehack: dont like people? Murder
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