FILL - Inside Out (1/3)salmon_pinkJanuary 18 2012, 20:15:22 UTC
Ivy has to admit, she feels light on her feet. There’s a definite bounce to her step.
Of course, it’s not her bounce, and those aren’t her feet.
There’s an energy coursing inside of her, like she could climb the walls and turns flips across the room. Which actually explains a lot about Harley’s day-to-day behaviour, if she’s always like this, always buzzing with a permanent sugar high.
Ivy can’t resist pausing to examine her reflection in a mirror, and it’s Harley’s blue eyes that stare back at her.
Zatanna’s probably proudly patting herself on the back right now, running to Batman to clamber for his approval. She not only foiled their plans, but she left them a nice little parting gift, a spell to leave them confused and out of sorts.
A body-swap spell, and Ivy watches Harley’s lips curve in a smile in the mirror.
It was an interesting choice of attack, and it had left them having to scramble away to regroup. But now they’re safely back in their hideout, Ivy can’t help but feel a little thrill at the situation
( ... )
FILL - Inside Out (2/3)salmon_pinkJanuary 18 2012, 20:16:31 UTC
Ivy raises one eyebrow. She imagines it probably doesn’t quite have the same effect when it’s on Harley’s face rather than her own, but it’s enough to cut through Harley’s chatter.
“Oh, okay, I just wanted to try it,” Harley sighs, shrugging Ivy’s shoulders. “Figured, what’s the harm, right? You’re not mad, are you?”
Ivy smiles and allows herself to take another step closer, then another. “Of course not,” she murmurs, voice somehow steady. “In fact, why don’t I give you a hand?”
“A hand?” Harley repeats, and Ivy’s not entirely sure, but she thinks that light in her eyes as she stares back at Ivy is intrigue. Maybe desire“Sure,” Ivy responds, close enough now that she can reach out, brush her own red hair back from her own shoulders, knowing that it’s Harley who feels the gesture. “After all, nobody knows that body better than me
( ... )
FILL - Inside Out (3/3)salmon_pinkJanuary 18 2012, 20:17:26 UTC
And then there’s an explosion inside Ivy’s mind, a loud thunderclap and a burst of warmth that makes her legs tremble. She squeezes her eyes shut against it, hears Harley yelp and feels her fingernails digging into Ivy’s shoulders.
Even when the noise subsides, they’re still clinging to each, dizzy and disorientated.
This time when Ivy opens her eyes, it’s blue eyes staring back at her, Harley’s eyes, and there’s a familiar pull in Ivy’s blood, the scent of plants and life in the air and their strength coiling within her.
She’s back in her own body, and Harley is back in hers.
They stare at each other for a long moment, and then Harley throws her head back and begins to cackle manically. “Holy crap!” she shrieks, wavering slightly on the spot because she’s laughing so hard. “We were cured by true love’s kiss!”
Ivy can’t resist the urge to roll her eyes. “Don’t be ridiculous, Harl-”
And then her mind actually registers Harley’s words.
For the first time in as long as she can remember, Ivy actually blushesHarley’s laughter
( ... )
Of course, it’s not her bounce, and those aren’t her feet.
There’s an energy coursing inside of her, like she could climb the walls and turns flips across the room. Which actually explains a lot about Harley’s day-to-day behaviour, if she’s always like this, always buzzing with a permanent sugar high.
Ivy can’t resist pausing to examine her reflection in a mirror, and it’s Harley’s blue eyes that stare back at her.
Zatanna’s probably proudly patting herself on the back right now, running to Batman to clamber for his approval. She not only foiled their plans, but she left them a nice little parting gift, a spell to leave them confused and out of sorts.
A body-swap spell, and Ivy watches Harley’s lips curve in a smile in the mirror.
It was an interesting choice of attack, and it had left them having to scramble away to regroup. But now they’re safely back in their hideout, Ivy can’t help but feel a little thrill at the situation ( ... )
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“Oh, okay, I just wanted to try it,” Harley sighs, shrugging Ivy’s shoulders. “Figured, what’s the harm, right? You’re not mad, are you?”
Ivy smiles and allows herself to take another step closer, then another. “Of course not,” she murmurs, voice somehow steady. “In fact, why don’t I give you a hand?”
“A hand?” Harley repeats, and Ivy’s not entirely sure, but she thinks that light in her eyes as she stares back at Ivy is intrigue. Maybe desire“Sure,” Ivy responds, close enough now that she can reach out, brush her own red hair back from her own shoulders, knowing that it’s Harley who feels the gesture. “After all, nobody knows that body better than me ( ... )
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Even when the noise subsides, they’re still clinging to each, dizzy and disorientated.
This time when Ivy opens her eyes, it’s blue eyes staring back at her, Harley’s eyes, and there’s a familiar pull in Ivy’s blood, the scent of plants and life in the air and their strength coiling within her.
She’s back in her own body, and Harley is back in hers.
They stare at each other for a long moment, and then Harley throws her head back and begins to cackle manically. “Holy crap!” she shrieks, wavering slightly on the spot because she’s laughing so hard. “We were cured by true love’s kiss!”
Ivy can’t resist the urge to roll her eyes. “Don’t be ridiculous, Harl-”
And then her mind actually registers Harley’s words.
For the first time in as long as she can remember, Ivy actually blushesHarley’s laughter ( ... )
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Yes, I just squeed.
Adorable and oh so sexy.
Thanks for filling this and I can't wait to see what the rest is going to be like.
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