Going Gone by Sionnain (Adult)

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Fandom: DC COMICS
Pairing: Harley Quinn/Poison Ivy
Length: one-shot
Author on LJ: sionnain
Author Website: sionnain_fics
Why this must be read:

Stories with villains as the main characters only work if you're willing to actually explore all sides of their personalities, including the dark and the depressing. This story does that - and there are layers upon layers of various shades of grey - while still fleshing Harley and Ivy out into believable human beings.  You can't actually read this fic without wanting Harley and Ivy to make it, and if the end doesn't rip your heart out, I think there's cause to worry.

Harley doesn't look as bad as she sometimes does, but a lot of the time, the most damage is where you can't see right away. She's still wearing the skintight suit, her curves supple and strong beneath the slick material. Ivy likes the way Harley looks in that pretty little costume, she always has, but she hates that Harley is wearing it for him. Harley's not wearing that stupid cap that Ivy hates with a passion (it's juvenile and cartoonish) and her blond hair is all askew, strands in her face, and some are tinged red and sticky with what can only be blood.

"Hey, Red," she says, as if on cue, and Ivy resists the urge to mouth it along with her. "Got a place for a wanderin' gal to stay for a night or two?"

No. I don't. I'm tired of taking care of you so you can go back to that lunatic and end up right back here, beaten and bruised and looking at me like a kicked puppy. "Of course I do," she says instead, and opens the door. Just like she always does, just like she knows she always will. Part of her wonders why she does it. What is Harley, anyway, but a nuisance?

Maybe it's because you cultivate that girl like a plant, and it hurts to see her strangled by weeds.

Going Gone