kept on sweet talkin';
um yes hi special harley ur not in the sea cos ur on my boat as featured in that music video that had no purple lamborghinis in it :>>>>>

    mun speaks !
    _{█ ▌ ….why did it not have any purple lamborghinis?!?! that is my main concern right now!!!!!}

PUDDIN’

^{“What is this, I hear… about KAREN lurkin’ through the back way
        this afternoon, before enjoying a drink at my expense… and then
continuing about her daily routine… as if our CHAT the other night…
       never happened?” Attention remains on the repair of one of the many
snapping contraptions he keeps in his box of TOOLS, oh so seemingly.}

^@stupidbats

       _{Head snaps up from her phone, lips pursing together as her mind works 
               overtime in order to get herself out of the little MESS she’d slipped into.
        ❝ Huh? Who said that? Are you sure it was Karen? Maybe someone is
               just MESSIN’ with your head, Puddin’….  ❞}  

                      HARLEY QUINN.

                     _{❝  YOU GOT ALL DRESSED UP FOR ME? ❞
                              written by tinks. selective. indie. 
                                     ‘ art by erinkkavanagh ‘}

                                                                  THE JOKER.                                

                                                                        _{❝  YOU KNOW I’D DO ANYTHING FOR YOU ❞
                                                                                 written by kurtiz. selective. indie.
                                                                                         ‘ art by erinkkavanagh ‘}

PUDDIN’

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^{Gaze stops. FIXED on her as she stares back.
       Two pairs ah blues locked on each other in some silent
face off. But he relents. “Maybe you’re RIGHT.”}

                _{She wasn’t backing down, not from this, not from him, she wouldn’t
                         dare back down from something like this. And look at that, she didn’t 
               need to! Scowl turns, lips curling into a smirk at his words. Oh she
                         LOVED being right!  ❝ Maybe I’m right, PUDDIN’? Or I am? ❞}

(Source: jesterbleach, via clownbleach-archive)

PUDDIN’

^{Own crawling hand feels for her dainty fingers as they trace skin.
       No big work of ART planned but oh, didn’t he deserve a little subtlety
sometimes? But he nudges her around a little, kitten claw nails
      now scratching at his chin. “How ‘bout HERE? Anyone try to blow me
away they’ll know where to aim.” Low voice suggests, sitting in
        his throat with some growling LAUGH. He likes this game, yano.}

         _{Nails drag along his skin, tips pressing just slightly before they dance
                 their way up to his LIPS, index finger pulling down on his bottom lip for 
         a second as she leaned in, lips centimeters from his.    ❝ You want a
                 target, PUDDIN’?  ❞   Tiny musical laugh escapes past her own lips as
       long languid arms move up to slump on his shoulders, around his
                 neck.   ❝ Want me to do somethin’ for ya? LIL target?  ❞}

(Source: jesterbleach, via clownbleach-archive)

kept on sweet talkin';
'I want the K'

  ╳ ┊  ｓｅｎｄ ｍｅ ＇Ｉ ｗａｎｔ ｔｈｅ Ｋ＇ ａｎｄ ｉ＇ｌｌ 
                     ｇｅｎｅｒａｔｅ ａ ｎｕｍｂｅｒ


                       （ ｓｔａｔｕｓ － ａｃｃｅｐｔｉｎｇ ）@clownbleach

                ↳  _{2. cheek kiss}

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           _{It wasn’t often that he fell asleep in her presence, it wasn’t often that he let his guard down, but if anyone deserved a night off then it was him, he NEEDED it. After all, she’d never seen him have a night off before, not even when she had fallen asleep at his place, even then he was on edge, on alert. What that must have been like… she couldn’t even imagine. But now? Well, a little bit of food, an old movie and two beers had done the trick. He was asleep. Actually asleep and the sight was somewhat soothing, as if it was what she needed as well, just to see him act like a normal person, to know that yes, even the very reclusive Ace could just pass out once he was exhausted enough. 
           Moving forward quietly, she picked up the blanket from the end of the couch and gently placed it over this chest, allowing it to cover at least half of his body. Pausing for a moment, her gaze flicked over THAT side of his face, the one he’d constantly try to hide from her view. Lips pursed together as she pushed her hair back behind one ear before she leaned in, her lips pressing gently to his cheek for a brief second. Hands found the blanket in order to pull it up just a little bit further before she pulled away, moment over, as she made to start cleaning up the beer bottles.} 

emotionalxdramione:

I’m a sucker for ships where Person A is damaged and Person B is their salvation, and when you look closer, you find that Person B is damaged, as well, just in a less obvious/volatile way, and Person A is their salvation right back.

(via poolstorybro-a-blog)

kept on sweet talkin';
❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ uwu

  ╳ ┊  ｓｅｎｄ ｍｅ ａ ❤ ｉｆ ｙｏｕ ｔｈｉｎｋ Ｉ＇ｍ ｑｕａｌｉｔｙ
 

                       （ ｓｔａｔｕｓ － ａｃｃｅｐｔｉｎｇ ）@clownbleach​

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      mun speaks !
      _{█ ▌ BAE!!!!!!! you deserve like, an infinity of those hearts!!!! the puddin’ to my harley!!}

PUDDIN’

          ^{And he acts obliviously indeed, drink running past silvers and
 he stares at his own REFLECTION in the mirror. She grimaces in
      peripherals but oh, seems like he’s not paying her any attention at all.
“So glad you agree.” Comes forth with a bite of his usual… JESTING.}

                _{Jaw clenches tighter, teeth grinding as she stares at him, eyes boring 
                   into his profile, chest rising and falling with each heavy, jagged breath. 
                 ❝ She’s a dime a dozen. We could replace her with any other blonde
                         in the club. She ain’t NOTHIN’ special.  ❞}

(Source: jesterbleach, via clownbleach-archive)

@clownbleach

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         _{It was almost the last piece of the puzzle, one of maybe two or three things in their lives that they were missing, and now? Well, it was almost PERFECT. Their little family was almost complete and the news she’d been sitting on was about to be shared, was about to be unleashed and if she was being honest with herself, she was more excited about his reaction to the news than she was for the upcoming nine month experience they were about to undergo. The clues had been laid out, the little treasure hunt finally coming to an end in their bedroom with a little box placed on the bed. Leaning on the door frame, she smiled brightly, waiting patiently on him to open the box… —- okay, maybe not so patiently.  ❝ OPEN IT! C’mon Puddin’, I can’t wait any longer!  ❞}