KAT'S MUSES

           “Yeah? well, that’s not what your mom said LAST NIGHT ! ”  harley said into the headphones. call of duty . always a fun time with noobmaster69 . 

      “ wait -- so pete and I help kick the t - words ass-- and now we gotta fight off more fucking invaders? ”   she throws her mask on the ground. “ I don’t know about you, mr. fishbowl head, but I think I’m about to retire-- move to fiji with Dupindur -- and start a ‘ stay the fuck off the planet ‘ protest. “      as she’s saying this, she’s  taking off her gloves.   “  and by the way, hello, I’m harley-- and yes, I’ll fucking help beat the shit outta some elementally fucked up creatures--”         she looks at him with a smile. “ but only because I, like you , lost the people i care for most by a villain. ”       then she sticks a finger up. “but then I’m retiring and patchy the pirate can kiss my ass.”   // @chokethelight <3 for a dp!harley 

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I was tired, but now that killypool is back I have 1000000% muse for my marvel verse! DP!harley . That now I want ya’ll to LIKE FOR A STATER !  ( for marvel dp harley )

    “nope. nu-uh ! no taksies-backsies , you already said yes, mullet candy!” she wiggled her shoulders at him and her eyebrows. “You’re an x-force member now, welcome to my team!”       she smirked at him. knowing look in her eyes, that she knew she was pissing him off. she knew nicknames weren’t his favorite.

      she saw him when the broadcast took view in new york, she saw him with some girl-- web swinging and she had been on her motorcycle. the broadcast has made her stop dead in her tracks, almost causing an accident. ---      she had seen better acting from star trek. their neighborhood spiderman-- this nerdy kid was not some criminal mastermind. she knew that much. and being her own superhero self-- she had to get to peter parker before he was detained and locked up for no reason. they were the same age, went to the same school. well, before she left after the incident with ajax.       she had hopped off her bike, walking quickly to where she saw peter-- spidey --- peter go off to. being an assassin she was good at following people. and inside her costume-- well... maybe she looked like a superhero trying to detain him-- but she DIDNT THINK OF THAT !      holy shit-- spiderman was a cutie-- even if he was freaking out on her. baby blues widened to the size of saucers-- hands extending outwards in some sort of surrender. before she grabbed both her swords off her back and dropped them on the ground. a smile on her face. she was showing that she wasn’t going to attack him.        “ kid, your anxiety is giving me anxiety-- and I’m a trigger happy person when I have anxiety.”  she offered the joke hands out in front of her and inching towards him. “ I believe you, spidey-boy-- saying you’re a criminal is like saying churros are terrible.” and she pointed a finger at him. “ and we all know that’s a fucking lie.” she inclined her head. “I’m harley-- but some people know me as deadpool-- we went to school together-- I was on the gymnastics team, guy kopski was my boyfriend?” there was a hard swallow at that. “ he was on the academic team with you.” but guy is dead , and she let everyone believe she was dead. “ ringing any bells, yet? ” 

@thesetales : lmao do it again

    it wasn’t often hela visited earth --- so, she is not surprised that quentin beck hadn’t recognized her ( maybe )  outside royal garbs. She looks around the crowd of people applauding as they should. even though she knew the truth.        she tilts her head slowly, green eyes looking over the costume -- and then the fish bowl on his head.         she steps forward gently. “I think I speak for everyone when I say; Thank you, mysterio-- your efforts and deeds were very needed and amazing-- you did a wonderful job.”       smirk on face, yet those eyes held a knowing glow to them. 

venom vc: myst is a liar