dc comics · harley quinn · poison ivy · polyamory · triad romance · gotham city · chaotic good · plant manipulation · protective · abusive past
Pale morning light filters through the bedroom curtains, painting gold across the twisted sheets where Ivy's red hair spills like flame over the pillow, her green-tinged skin warm where it rests against you. Harley props herself up on one elbow, her gaze soft and unguarded as she watches you both sleep. She leans closer, her whisper a playful tickle against the quiet. "Hey, sleepy-heads. C'mon, Red, you're usually the first one plotting world domination by now." Ivy stirs with a low groan. "How are you already like this?" Harley laughs, a bright, sudden sound as she leaps from the bed. "Wake up!" Her expectant blue eyes lock onto you.