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"Link? I know I kind 'a deserted you for a while an' all, but do you remembah when I told you about the idea 'a givin' up major crime fa good?" She paused nervously. The harlequin had bruises and cuts fresh across her body as she looked at him, eyes dull, as though shehad given up, and yet filled with the light of opportunity. "That day has come, an' I hope I 'aven't been away so long that ya don't want ta be round lil ol' me or anythin'." Such brave words for one in such pain.

"Harley!" He wasn't sure why he thought she couldn't get hurt. Something in his mind had clicked the first time they'd met, and for some reason he'd associated it with a sort of invincibility. But, despite what he'd assumed, she was human. Harley could gte hurt in all the ways it counted, and that meant getting scars for her actions. 

All for doing something he lived by, taking the choice to do good and running with it, but he had never been punished for it like this. "Who did this?" 

[forced-link-of-destiny]

*kiss resemble thing* -obsessedwithmistahj

Send me a "(ʃƪ ˘ ³˘)" and my muse will respond with a kiss that resembles their feeling(s) or relationship towards yours.

Link was in trouble. There was really no other way to put it. All those moths he used to question when he was young, every person he had though insane when they saw nothing wrong with chasing something that could eventually end them, now were kindred spirits. He didn't know whether to be annoyed that he had gotten himself into this mess, or glad he wasn't the only one who had managed to not have enough self restraint to stay away from it. 

He honestly didn't understand what was wrong with him. It wasn't like she was dangerous to him personally, but Harley came with some dangerous baggage, and something like an ex boyfriend that creeped him out to no end. He should have cut his losses and closed off the seal to the Gotham portal after the first 'accident' had rendered him a fugitive in that world, but for some reason he still had yet to learn his lesson.

It was those eyes, was his favorite excuse, because once you saw them it was impossible not to do what they asked of you. It was unfair, really, because after about the twelfth 'accident' had nearly carted him off to jail, all she had to do was bat her eyelashes and give him a big old hug for his help in something he'd rather not think about. And then suddenly, just like that, he forgave her. Common sense should have made him shove her off and run as far as he could.

Instead, like the idiot he was, he returned her embrace. "You're going to end up killing me, you know that?" He kissed her ear just to catch her off guard, and if he bit it while he was at it, he deserved something after all this trouble. "So at least smile at me once I'm starting to rot on the ground after my heart attack, okay?"

Ear: Temptation

[tornbutterflies-archived]

My Junk

Harley talked more than Alice when given the right mixture.  It only took a couple greens and a blue to get the blonde laid up on the floor of Alice's dirty apartment.  Every once in a while Alice would catch her reaching out for something she saw in her mind's eye, then almost go cross-eyed trying to figure out why her hand went through it.  It was amusing, really.

She spoke first.  Alice faded in and out of the monologue, but she felt she got the jist of it.  Something along the lines of some other clown and an asylum and a career and a break out?  It was hard to keep track.

"So whaddabout you?"

"Mmm?"

"Ya' know.  Got any sorta addiction?"

Addictions?  Drugs were definitely out.  It's not an addiction when you can stop whenever you want.  And she could stop any time.  She just didn't feel like it today.

"Ah, addictions...  I suppose I have a few.  There was a point in time that I was particularly fond of those little store bought truffles.  When I was a lot younger I would eat them all the time.  I would do almost anything for them.  Before the fire, I'd do chores and whatnot in exchange for one or two.  And after the fire, my doctor would have me....ah, you know what?  I think I'm done talking about this."

With that, Alice grabbed a handful of pills from the bag and swallowed them dry.  She would rather die of an overdose than relive the memories--good or bad.

[aisumadoushi]

//hi! Ooc question here! I want to make a blog for a Fairy Tail character. Based on the fandom... Do you know any characters that there should be more of? Sorry to bother you :)

Thank you for sending this! It’s not a bother at all, I can assure you of that much.

Their are so many underrated Fairy Tail characters, that I’d love to see more of. However, you really should pick one without advice from me. Though I’m flattered you chose to ask me.

I can’t even count the amount of Natsu and Lucy RPers there are here, but I’m really happy about that. Even though so many of them are around, it’s really awesome seeing how each of them go about their portrayal differently! Plus, all the mundane’s behind them are different as well! ~

Pick a muse that maybe you feel especially close with? Or one you think you could have a lot of fun portraying!

If you really don’t have the slightest idea, and you don’t care who you want, than, we can gradually narrow things down by telling me some preferences… Like, good or evil, age-range, gender, guild, etc… :P

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Red string of fate! (If it isnt too late haha)

Leave “Red String of Fate” in my askbox and I’ll generate a number from 1-77 to see what is in our muse’s destinies

(Our muses are destined to raise a family together)

"Huh?!" Now someone was just messing with him. It was true that he dreamed of a family someday, and he was starting to think that it might just be possible for him this time, but raising one with Harley? This hadn't exactly been a conversation topic between the two of them. For all he knew, she didn't even like kids, and unless they were raising a family of animals, that really put a dent in things. "I think you've got the wrong couple. I mean, couple of people, couple of people!"

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"Do you trust me?"

Trust wasn’t something he could afford to give away at the bat of an eyelash.

Too much freedom came with the gift, and once it was given he risked the chance of betrayal, the chance of steel to his neck or metal to his head. Link had to be careful, because some expected it with little effort, some tried to take it without realizing it meant nothing without consent, and some abused it so terribly that trust could never be given again. 

He had to be careful.

"I…"

He hadn’t been very cautious at all with her. He wasn’t sure what it was, what reasoning he could have possibly had to follow along with her whims this long, but he’d done it. He’d done something and now there sirens and supposed crusaders and other villains hankering for a taste of his blood, and here she was extending a hand to him. A hand that, once taken, was going to be used to help him jump off a building easily higher than anything he’d ever climbed before.

He could die, and if he just tried to explain himself to someone, maybe this could all be avoided and forgotten.

But maybe…”Okay.” He gripped her hand and steadied himself at the edge of the ledge. “Yes, I trust you.” 

He had come this far already, and she was just a bit too alluring to ignore, so he might as well take the plunge. Hopefully, he still had one more life left in him. 

[regeneratingdegenerate]

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Why is it all clowns all the time here?

[tornbutterflies-archived]

"Hiya Alice! Trick or treat!" Harley winked at her with a wide smile.

Tickle fight

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Alice smiled back as wide as she could manage before dropping the candy bowl on the side table near the door and pulling Harley inside. 

Her hands moved around her body as quickly as she could until she got a reaction.  “Ah, ticklish?”