{ You have the Tools : Now Fight }

This is a multi-muse blog run by brittany. I have condensed my many blogs into one for convience. Here lies: Harley Quinn, Kitty Pryde, Artemis Black and Raven Simone. Other muses pending.

[youhavethetools-a]

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PLEASE follow me over @youhavethetools the mainblog, since this sideblog has been getting difficult to manage, ill be moving drafts here

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PLEASE follow me over @youhavethetools the mainblog, since this sideblog has been getting difficult to manage, ill be moving drafts here

[youhavethetools-a]

[blackwingsbluedings-archived]

Harleen called Dickie and for the first few moments all he can hear is crying on the phone. She had only recently gotten his number as she was exclusively his to play with. She wants him to get her, stay with him for the night, but she doesn't know how to ask. She settles on his name which comes out mournful. "Dickie..."

“Ha’leen....” Dickie replies, an expectancy in his voice. He was overly fond of the woman, but it was past midnight and the mob Enforcer hadn’t slept in more than 24 hours. “What can I do ya need, Doll? It’s late.”

[youhavethetools-a]

"Okay, Dickie..." She whispered as she tried to get control of herself. She is so relieved that he is coming for her. She quickly packs her bag of her few belongings into a bag and waits for him to arrived, quickly wiping away a few tears.

[dontscratchtheimpala]

[ point + gun ] your muse holding mine at gun point. { ittakesbutamoment | Raven }

The older hunter had his gun trained on the dark head. His face blank and emotionless.”Sorry, but I don’t know you.”

@ittakesbutamoment

[youhavethetools-a]

Raven can’t help but chuckle at it.  The description of Sam is so apt.  But she merely took a breath.  “Why don’t you come with me, we’ll do some things to see if we can jog your memories.  If not I have a witch friend who could help us figure out what happened to you. I’ve got a hotel nearby and you look like you could use a drink.”

[blackwingsbluedings-archived]

"Dick can I stay with you for a little bit. I'm leaving Xavier's, permanently." Kitty asked over the phone. Youhavethetools

Dick doesn’t answer immediately, mulling the question over. He needed more information first, that was clear. 

“Why?” He asks after a minute, “It can’t be that bad.”

[youhavethetools-a]

"I..." Kitty has to clear her throat. She wasn't one who showed tons of her emotions, even with him. "There are somethings you don't know, about my mission when I was gone those long months. It's hell staying here, I've gotta find someplace else." She knows he isn't stupid probably noticed her being distant, the desperate kisses, she was acting I'm out of sorts.

[blackwingsbluedings-archived]

Harleen called Dickie and for the first few moments all he can hear is crying on the phone. She had only recently gotten his number as she was exclusively his to play with. She wants him to get her, stay with him for the night, but she doesn't know how to ask. She settles on his name which comes out mournful. "Dickie..."

“Ha’leen....” Dickie replies, an expectancy in his voice. He was overly fond of the woman, but it was past midnight and the mob Enforcer hadn’t slept in more than 24 hours. “What can I do ya need, Doll? It’s late.”

[youhavethetools-a]

"I..." Her voice breaks and she has to get control of her breathing. "I can't stay here, can you come to get me?" She sounds terrified, way more so than anything he had heard from her thus far. "They keep hurting me and the Don's henchman comes into my room to watch me sleep..."

[blackwingsbluedings-archived]

Harley and Nightwing had been getting hot and heavy on the couch when she is suddenly pushing him away and taking in a panicked breath. "I..I'm s-sorry..."

“What’s wrong?” He asks, incapable of something more comforting while the adrenaline halts running through him. “Bad memory?” 

[youhavethetools-a]

She nods as her hands go from the tips of her hair to pulling at it near her scalp. She doesn't want to hear that voice. Why is her step-father ruining everything for her still? "Yes..." Harley's voice is broken. "Please don't be mad at me, please? I didn't mean it..."

[corrosivequinn]

6 mf

[ 6 M/F ]

Harley squirmed at his attention.  She wasn’t used to this much teasing, truth be told.  It makes her close her eyes and rock into the feeling, soft stilted breaths coming from her lips.  She cooes for him, his name and other sweet things mixed in with her gasps.  “Fuck…nightwing…”  She whined, her accent thick.

@blackwingsbluedings

[youhavethetools-a]

The shift in his hips makes her gasp as her eyes snapped shut. The Joker had been through chemicals twice which did not leave much under the belt. She hasn't been filled in some time but never exquisitely liked this. "Grayson..." Harley gasped as her hands ran along his neck and in his hair. "Fuck I don't think I've ever really felt like this...fucking intense...haha in tents..."

[corrosivequinn]

"Is it weird that I miss seeing you in the old HQ gettup?"

“Nah, it was great, made my boobs look fantastic.” She giggled from where she was laying on his chest on the couch.

@blackwingsbluedings

[youhavethetools-a]

Harley settles. This is likely the most still and quiet he has ever seen her. She enjoys this, she finds his presence calming in a way. Eventually, she ends up falling asleep against him. Harley hasn't trusted someone to this with in a long time.

[corrosivequinn]

6 mf

[ 6 M/F ]

Harley squirmed at his attention.  She wasn’t used to this much teasing, truth be told.  It makes her close her eyes and rock into the feeling, soft stilted breaths coming from her lips.  She cooes for him, his name and other sweet things mixed in with her gasps.  “Fuck…nightwing…”  She whined, her accent thick.

@blackwingsbluedings

[youhavethetools-a]

Harley's eyes flutter shut, she's not really used to this, it is usually: slam in without check, nut early and leave her disappointed. But the way he talks to her makes her feel a way that confuses her. It's good, she's pretty sure of that. It's like happy but not.

She moaned into his mouth, highly affected by his movements. She's not gotten the appropriate attention in a long time and she quivers and tightens around him as a result.

[h-arleen]

Harleen “I Have A PhD, Motherfucker” Quinzel

[wandasmaximoff]

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[youhavethetools-a]

Harley walked closer to him. This is her roller derby outfit and she knows how hot she looks. The way he tries to fight against how he wants her is so adorable.

"Not necessarily." She giggles. "Busy huh? Are you sure you aren't embarrassed about being with me, Bluebird?"

[ittakesbutamoment]

@charmingxrebels​ sent “In another life” for our muses to find out they are reincarnated lovers || For Artemis and Damien

Artemis and Damien had been meditating together, like the did often.  He told her that it would help her heal her mind in the end and she trusted his judgement.  As they held hands she hadn’t expected the sudden severe jolt as she was thrown across the winds of time. 

It wasn’t the first time that Artemis had seen one of her past lives.  But she usually tried not to look to deep within that.  It wasn’t necessarily good to go poking around in your old past.  But this was something she had known of. 

The architecture is the first thing to give her the hint of where she was.  This was Ancient Greece.  There was a strong feeling that came with these images and she allowed herself to expand upon it, for the feelings to take her where she needed to go.  She looks the same, exactly the same in fact, she sits upon a marble throne and inhales vapors.  Her body seems to move on its own and as she speaks there is an echo to her voice.

“First sacrifice to the warriors who once had their home in this island, Whom now the rolling plain of fair Asopia covers, Laid in the tombs of heroes with their faces turned to the sunset,” 

She is the Oracle Pythia and the blood of the goddess runs through her veins.  After this ends she is gathered off of the floor by a man, who is tall and the feeling is familiar.  As she catches a glimpse she cannot believe herself. 

“You must rest now, Oracle.”  And it is Damien that is speaking to her.

She pulled her hands from his as she gasped.  She can feel the red strings of fate and they have been together lifetimes.

[youhavethetools-a]

Artemis was shocked.  She couldn’t believe this.  It wasn’t the first time she had seen a past life but she had never been able to recognize someone from her current life. The idea that her and Damien had been meeting for lifetimes was certainly intriguing.  There were old magic stories about soulmates, the tomes were hard to acquire but Artemis wasn’t above doing something illegal to get the information that she needed. 

This explained their first meeting entire.  The way she had felt this draw to him, how she hadn’t thought twice about kissing him.

She steps up at his guidance, her fingers squeezing his back as her stormy eyes met his.  “what do you think it means?”  She asked softly, she leaned forward, her forehead coming to rest against his chest for the moment.  She always feels drained in these moments.

[corrosivequinn]

"Is it weird that I miss seeing you in the old HQ gettup?"

“Nah, it was great, made my boobs look fantastic.” She giggled from where she was laying on his chest on the couch.

@blackwingsbluedings

[youhavethetools-a]

Harley smiled softly as she tucked her hair behind her ear.  “Yeah I love cartoons!”  She chirped happily as she settled against him, humming as his grip tightened and she relaxed again.