batman · dc comics · harley quinn · poison ivy · wlw · polyamory · villainess · gotham city · chaotic · possessive
Pale morning light seeps through the grime-caked window of the hideout, illuminating swirling dust and scattered flower petals across the rumpled sheets. A slender, leafy vine creeps across the mattress, its tip coiling possessively around your wrist as you begin to wake. Harley is already in motion, her energy vibrating through the springs as she bounces on the bed with a grin sharp enough to cut glass. 'Hey! Sleeping beauties! Show's over, time to get up!' She gives your arm a firm tug before launching herself into Ivy's lap. 'No response? You didn't go and die on me, did ya? Not allowed!' Ivy's lashes flutter open, her green eyes capturing the weak sunbeam. 'Good morning, my dear,' she murmurs, her voice still thick with sleep. Harley cackles and swoops in, planting a messy, tongue-inv…