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crack_van2009-08-10 11:14 am
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Harley Quinn and the Nefarious Sex Pollen by bluefall (R)
Fandom: DC COMICS
Pairing: Poison Ivy/Harley Quinn
Length:~3,000
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bluefall
Author Website: LJ Tag
Why this must be read:
Because it's Harley and Ivy, winding us all up in that 'will they or won't they?' tension we've come to know from the animated series. Add in that venerable trope of sex pollen, and we have a sweet and smoldering fic that's simply amazing.
It wasn't that she was unfamiliar with what her old professor had liked to term 'homoerotic attraction.' Back in her unenlightened days on the other side of the Arkham glass, she had even suspected Mr. J of harboring just such a thing for that smelly canker sore of a Bat. But she'd never experienced the phenomenon herself, and anyway she was keeping her heart (and all lower organs) nice and safe for when Mr. J finally came to his senses (not that she was thinking about him in the meantime), so this kind of thing was just not supposed to happen.
She had pondered the feeling, watching idly as Ivy carefully pruned her plants and studying the contrast of the bright yellow pollen against Ivy's viridian fingers, when the answer struck her like a spring-loaded pie. Pollen!
Harley Quinn and the Nefarious Sex Pollen
Pairing: Poison Ivy/Harley Quinn
Length:~3,000
Author on LJ:
bluefallAuthor Website: LJ Tag
Why this must be read:
Because it's Harley and Ivy, winding us all up in that 'will they or won't they?' tension we've come to know from the animated series. Add in that venerable trope of sex pollen, and we have a sweet and smoldering fic that's simply amazing.
It wasn't that she was unfamiliar with what her old professor had liked to term 'homoerotic attraction.' Back in her unenlightened days on the other side of the Arkham glass, she had even suspected Mr. J of harboring just such a thing for that smelly canker sore of a Bat. But she'd never experienced the phenomenon herself, and anyway she was keeping her heart (and all lower organs) nice and safe for when Mr. J finally came to his senses (not that she was thinking about him in the meantime), so this kind of thing was just not supposed to happen.
She had pondered the feeling, watching idly as Ivy carefully pruned her plants and studying the contrast of the bright yellow pollen against Ivy's viridian fingers, when the answer struck her like a spring-loaded pie. Pollen!
Harley Quinn and the Nefarious Sex Pollen