#harlequeens

[dredreadsdrawing]

Sketches I drew while in the hospital a while back. Am still thinking of how to design the clowns. Blabber may be ceramic. Humph is a soft plush with cotton insides. Poof is likely made of wood and given ball joints.

[publicabsent]

@harlequeens​: [  manicure  ]  sender  paints  receiver’s  nails

          oh, her hands are so unsteady -- she can’t help being aware of it, even though trying to keep them still only makes them shake more. that’s why annette usually keeps them undone, though she sort of likes the bright colors being painted on her fingers. “s-s-sorry, i -- m-my h ... my hands are -- are cold.”

meme.

[halrinach24]

Sketch of a clown that I will be doing in a big boi canvas

[dcngerwaits]

“ that’s a very dark and disturbing thought… i’m impressed. ”

"everyone is capable of darkness, dr. quinzel." no matter how long it has been since harley actively practiced, it was always dr. quinzel. a sign of respect for a woman who had once been his colleague. maroon eyes drift to her, and he smiles mysteriously. "just as everyone has secrets. some people's secrets are just deeper and darker than others. besides, what is a little murder between old friends, hmm?"

[idconsilium-a]

@harlequeens​   :   [ SAVE ]   for  your  muse  to  step  in  to  save  my  muse  in  a  fight

Will should have just stayed home. He never should have left.

Not after dark like this, at least.

But he was out of cheap whiskey, and like hell he was gonna break out the expensive stuff Hannibal had bought him months ago. That’s for some special occasion, if he ever felt there was one; not for just another night...

He was gonna just go straight inside, buy his booze, and leave. He wasn’t going to stick around, talk to anyone, but... he could hear a shouting match just around the corner of the building. He had to make sure everything was okay; it was a part of his nature.

Blue eyes merely peeked around the corner, only watching for a moment. Until he saw the bigger shadow pull back for a punch.

Almost on instinct, Will rushed over and pulled the man’s arm back before he could throw his punch, yanking him down to the ground.

Already, he found himself a bit frantic. His hand was held outstretched towards the man, as if that would keep him on the ground, as he turned to the smaller figure. Her...outlandish attire and brightness clashed with the dark coloring of the small alley, making it easy to find her face. “Go. I- I can hold him back. Go.”

[wdova]

@harlequeens​ asked:“You’re like a small, terrifying gremlin.”               small/tall starters.

WELL, THAT WAS ONE WAY OF DESCRIBING HER. a short pause as the spy looks over, finishing the drink of vodka by her hand before glancing at the woman. “thanks. you look like. . .an harlequin. what’s with the clown theme?”

[promascot]

@harlequeens​ said: " i did not kill him, but i wish that i had. " — pretty safe to say this is re: joker but it doesn't have to be !!

          lines that have made me React.

“Oh ––” In response to her words, all he could do was stare. Not at her, but at the bottle of beer in front of him. Now, he knew who had sat herself next to him. She was Harley Quinn, one of the power players in Gotham and one couldn’t miss her even if they tried and despite the wideness of his eyes and being almost frozen in movement, he was attempting to be as calm as possible.

He eventually gained the courage to look her in the eyes. “And how’s that ah ––” Beer was put to lips to save him from an awkward silence and the hesitance welling within. “How’s that going for you?”

[asifbyarchive]

‘ save all the jokes you’re gonna make . ’ — mikaela

       hands lift in a gesture of acknowledgement, a small smirk twitching the corners of her lips. “yeah alrigh’. alright’. sorry.”  her voice shakes with barely restrained laughter and mikey took a deep breath to keep herself under control. 

    “gotta admit. ‘s a bit funny though.” she pauses, taking a bite of the apple in her hand, another attempt to keep herself from laughing. “cuz andre literally refuses to admit when he’s wrong or like --- when he’s done somefin’ really stupid yeah?” she leans back in her seat, hands lifting to rest on the back her head. “he’s a terrible liar when you get to know ‘im. you’ll learn how to read him. ‘s not hard.”

@harlequeens || accepting