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Is that the medicine you practice, Dr. Quinzel? Is that “Doing the right thing” for all your special patients?
#♤ ʸᵉᵃʰ ᵐʸ ᵇᵒʸᶠʳᶦᵉᶰᵈˢ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ ᶜᵒᵒᶫ ( j ) ♢#♤ ʷʰᵒᶫᵉ ᶫᵒᵗᵗᵃ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ // ʷʰᵒᶫᵉ ᶫᵒᵗᵗᵃ ᶜʳᵃᶻʸ ( harley ) ♢#♤ ᵏᶦᶰᵍ // ᑫᵘᵉᵉᶰ ᵒᶠ ᵍᵒᵗʰᵃᵐ ( harley + joker ) ♢
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gothamcartel:
❝ haha ! haha ! I’m not fuckin playin. ❞ // @jokesonher liked for starter
“ aw, c’mon jaylah.” she muses, the corner of her mouth curving upwards in a playful smirk. “ yer’ so much nicer when ya’ play with me. ”
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cometcdaddy:
he does not like that thing ready to blow a hole in his CHEST. ANYONE else could point it at him it but HER. ’ oh, really?… ’ he croons back, eyebrows quirking an’ shoulders moving from side to side because he can’t move FORWARD. she looked GUILTY ta him, that she’d truly been FORCED, an’ it didn’t take an expert ta read.
joker just about manages to hold himself back to listen to the words that tumbled from her mouth unstoppably. his tilts his head to the side while an arm raises slowly to brace against the door frame, impatient. with the biceps of his arm activating, he PULLS his body CLOSER—- if she didn’t MOVE BACK, the gun would press into his chest. he does not believe she’ll fire even accidentally, but he doesn’t know which he WANTS ta do more—– go out an’ GET that PAIN in the ass, or DISAPPOINT him by LEAVING, prolong the time they met just a lil’.
oh yes, he trusted her ta be tellin’ the truth. there’s a skip in the track playing behind in his eyes, some kind of waver in them. he’s almost disappointed that he believes her so quickly, as if NO part of his existence could ever DOUBT her loyalty or consider her an enemy.
’ he said whaaat???? he tried to convince you that i —– wanted to KILL ya….???? ’ the way he slurs starts ta drip danger. it’s besides th’ POINT of her being here in a situation where they had ta get out QUICK—–but he wanted to know an’ so he moves… closer. ’ how much ov that did you believe—-? ‘
his arm clings to the surface behind her, & it causes a shudder to course through her body. it seems he was pulling ever closer to the gun in her hand, but she wouldn’t DARE pull the trigger. her hand doesn’t even shake, holding it steady whilst drawing it backwards slightly. but despite this, her own form is steady. it’s only her arm that pulls, and even THAT ceases quite quickly. she trusts him. not so much herself, but it would be a cold day in hell if she killed him now. besides, that’s exactly what bats wants. she KNOWS he’d rather see him dead than behind bars. WOULD NOT GIVE HIM THE SATISFACTION.
she wonders if he’s truly offended by the bat’s words as his tongue drips that steady stream of venom. her mouth hangs open, swallowing harshly before nodding her head in quick bursts. “ mmmhm. ” she replies ( if you could call it that ), & furrows lightened eyebrows. she would say more, but she’s bombarded with another question harley knows there’s no time to answer. she’s tempted to pat him on the shoulder, or to REMIND HIM of their need to escape... but jay sounded serious.
but how does she answer that question ? she had thought about it of course, even before the batman had brought it up ── but did he expect her to tell him that ? “ none, mista’ jay. ” she exclaims, wetting her lips as eyes only flicker away for a moment. BUT THEN WHY WOULD YOU LEAVE ME DOWN THERE ? “ b-but we should really be goin’ now puddin’ - less ya’ wanna go to arkham. ” honestly she’d rather drop the entire subject, because she had doubts.
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Suicide Squad | Behind The Scenes + Jared Leto (Ace Chemicals)
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cometcdaddy:
ya THINK he’s so OFF -GUARD an’ EASILY PLAYED that he WOULDN’T knowww if someone was TAKING his men DOWN as STEALTHILY as they COULD? they were only HUMAN. he barely felt human HIMSELF.
the joker knows this behaviour from her is TOO sudden, an’ therefore that there had ta be MORE behind it—–but the facts are in his face: HARLEY’S BETRAYING him!!! he’d emerged from a sub-room and has crossed the floor all th’ way to the door. the more it opens an’ th’ more she wanders in, the more it reveals his skulking form there, his shadowy face, barely visible eyes and hard glare. he’s ALREADY RIGHT in front of her. there’s no SPACE he wants to GIVE her.
’ wha - at a surpriiise. . . ’ it’s not a YELL but a rasp mixed with some kind of GRITTY emotion. ’ nevah expected you ta be POINTING A GUN at me…….. did…… ’ —-an’ he angles his face to the side like he’s turning his ear to her, staring at her from the side of his eyes. ’ —you not sweeaaaaar —– … that you’ll never. HURT. me??? ‘ he MEANS – he’s given her a CHANCE to. that ONE chance she should have TAKEN long ago. ….he MEANS it’s just…… waaaaay – too LATE now.
a shallow breath is sucked into her lungs, eyebrows narrowed as she contemplates his closeness. one shift of her feet ── one wavering movement, & the barrel of her gun would press against the man’s chest. despite this, harley keeps it raised in case he tries anything. y’know, before she can EXPLAIN. but she feels a pang of guilt in her chest, despite her lack of wrongdoing. she knew that promise has been made, & her action of threating him was enough to make her palms sweat. “ i ain’t hurtin’ ya’, puddin. ” harley reassures, careful as she remains entirely still. it’s starting to become uncomfortable even, her face conveying THAT & the current guilt she experienced.
“ s’ a long story, but ya’ gotta trust me okay ?? ” she tells him, red lips pursing to send the pigment beneath her lip. would he BELIEVE HER ? god, she HAD to HURRY if they were going to get the hell outta’ dodge before the bat was wise to her schemes, or smelt something fishy.
“ the BAT is outside. ” the blond begins, head tilting to the other side. “ he came to me with a mean ol’ proposition involvin’ my freedom. told me i just had ta’ help bring ya’ in. ” a pause takes over, swallowing the lump in her throat. “ that i could find ya’ bettah’ than anyone. ──────── course i wasn’t gonna do it at first. tried ta’ convince me that ya’ tried ta’ kill me back at tha’ harbour n’..... ” SHIT, she was rambling again wasn’t she ?
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littlcsorrow:
❛ w-where the hell am i?—— who are you? ❜
@jokesonher // liked for a starter from older erykah!
there’s a bounce in her step, advancing at the signs of MOTION. “ i know ya’ just woke up, so m’gonna go easy on ya ! ” her red mouth warps into a sickening SMIRK. “ why dontcha’ take a minute ta’ look around ── then take a GUESS ! ” ( * note the overall atmosphere. really wasn’t all that hard to figure out. )
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thesmileclown:
“You seem nice though…” the Clown replied, his head tilting slightly. Perhaps, his viewpoint was a bit simplistic, but Harley had done nothing bad to him, so he couldn’t figure her being too terrible. Didn’t make sense…well, maybe it did, but Twisty wasn’t in the mood to debate his gut feelings. The question prompted him to scratch his head and shrug. He could think of plenty of things to do being clowns and all, but having to just pick one…now, that was a conundrum. “We gotta put on a show for some people. Impress ‘em.”
“ well ain’t you just a DOLL ! ” harley beamed, eyes sparkling up at twisty in thanks. she certainly wasn’t about to argue that fact, as she could be INCREDIBLY NICE ── ( when she wanted to be, that is ) & twisty, she just couldn’t hold any ill will. he was a beautiful soul, a clown in such a traditional sense. “ sure thing, let’s put on a show !! whattaya think we should do ? juggle ? SMASH WATERMELONS ? ” of course they didn’t have any props, but she was sure that there was a grocery store somewhere. she could make off with a watermelon, use her mallet... perhaps steal some other sorts of fruit to use for various other purposes. balancing, the aforementioned juggling...
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I’m coming for you.
#♤ ʷʰᵒᶫᵉ ᶫᵒᵗᵗᵃ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ // ʷʰᵒᶫᵉ ᶫᵒᵗᵗᵃ ᶜʳᵃᶻʸ ( harley ) ♢#♤ ᵏᶦᶰᵍ // ᑫᵘᵉᵉᶰ ᵒᶠ ᵍᵒᵗʰᵃᵐ ( harley + joker ) ♢
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the weight of the gun in her hand is unnerving ── understandably so, as it was usually so comfortable for her. the woman had taken care of a few goons on her way, as she WOULD NOT have them announce her presence too soon. NEEDED to find jay alone in order to carry this out.
batman had suggested he wait outside whilst she lured him, but harley was afraid with every movement that he might be watching. EXPECTING her to ruin his little plan. it causes her to flicker that wide gaze this way & that, attempting to catch him in the rafters.....
but he wasn’t there.
slowly she approaches the room that contains him. she can hear him breathing, & it takes all of her strength not to lower her weapon. theres a small sigh, pushing the door open before stepping inside. “ mistah jay ── ”
@cometcdaddy
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aciiidbath:
“mhmm…no. nah, daddy just wants t’ be alone right now, okay?” he flashed her a
smile, reaching out to stroke her cheek before giving it a light tap. “maybe we can
have a nice L A U G H later, hmm?”
expression flattens, teeth clenching some as his hand came down so lightly against her cheek. it was finny how she almost EXPECTED a harsher touch, but still harley simply nods before sighing ── relaxing only to chew on the inside of her cheek. “ there somethin’ ya need me t’do while i’m waitin’ ? ” she asks, implying that he would want to spend time with her.
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Winter Starter Sentences
“Baby, it’s cold outside.“
“Don’t forget your sweater.“
"Do you want marshmallows with your cocoa?"
"We’re snowed in!"
"The roads are too icy, looks like you’re staying here."
"What do you want for Christmas."
"I got your present today!"
"Do you believe in Santa?"
"You still believe in Santa?"
"Your nose is as red as Rudolph’s."
"Are you looking forward to guiding Santa’s sleigh?"
"Can you name all the reindeer’s?"
"What’s your favorite Christmas song?"
"Merry Christmas, baby"
"Merry Christmas!"
"I’m cold."
"Cuddle me?"
"Do you have an extra blanket?"
"Could you sleep with me tonight? For warmth."
"Is that mistletoe?”
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