Damn Wanda, that Sailor Moon outfit’s hot.
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Damn Wanda, that Sailor Moon outfit’s hot.
❖ @xxlady-deadpoolxx ❖
“To be honest being around you brings out some old feelings. You remind me of another girl I used to know. She always made me smile, we used to laugh together a lot, but………….. it didn’t work out between us and we went our separate ways.”
HARLEY STARTED BABBLING. It was the way she handled pressure the best. ❝ Well I hope ya ain’t planning on wonderin’ off too far Pony. Ya never know how feelings could play out. Don’ plan on walking away from yas anytime soon if that’s what’cha worry about. ❞ Her initial reaction was the easiest one to process but the more she thought about the other female’s words the more they started whirling round her head. Maybe now she was overthinking it, maybe it was a huge overthinking situation but as she used to be a psychologist those play on words meant more to her. Was she reading too much or had she simply overlook it at first. Tilting her head she turned on her heel to look at the woman. There was probably a few hundred different ways to ask more subtlely but Harley wasn’t very good at subtle so kinda just threw the words and hoped for the best.
❝ Wait...is this…. ❞ She hesitated, if Harley was wrong it could go badly but the thought was in her head and just had to come out. ❝ Ya askin’ me out, Wands? ❞ One of very few occasions the jester didn’t call her counterpart Pony. There was time for messing around after that was cleared up.
@xxlady-deadpoolxx❖ one word prompts (closed.)
SOUNDTRACK
MASHING UP MIXTAPES. It was more of a USB, as opposed to a mistake but the same hardship had gone into it. She’d been channeling a lot of her inner Deadpool to make this work. They were friends but pinpointing her interests was difficult. She’d come up with a list of a couple of their songs before, so Harley had thrown a couple in herself and ta-dah! It was the girl’s mixtape. She wasn’t sure was kinda present it would be, but hopefully Pony would like it. Even if she didn’t like it per say, Harley was going to consider it a win if her head stayed attached to her body.
❝ I mean to be honest, I just hope ya ain’t gonna be hatin’ on it. I actually thought about this fer ya and I didn’t do no stealin’ or any other crime for that matter, ‘xcept maybe piratin’ the music but on the grand scheme o’ things it is not my worst crime. ❞ She held out the USB with a soft smile, a little nervous but she hoped the present would go down well. Like a soundtrack of their friendship, of the Pony and Pigtailed Duo. Could she turn that into a thing. Hmm, that was one to think about.
*holds up a boombox playing “Careless Whispers” *
@xxlady-deadpoolxx liked for a starter from Bruce
Gliding down from one rooftop onto the next he landed before her and tilted his head at the sight. “New to Gotham?” He questioned as he slowly approached her.
"I want some kisses, Wade kiss me." ~ xxLady-Deadpoolxx
"I think I've been inside too long....... Can we go for a drive? Please Wade?" ~xxLady-Deadpoolxx
“I mean.. Sure, where’d you wanna drive to? Just around the block a few times?”
carry ~xxLady-Deadpoolxx
carry : my muse carries your muse to their house, either drunk, or a weakened state, can specify.
Peter held her in one arm as he swung through the streets, heading to her place. “I hope you don’t get used to this.”