"And then, Mr. J put his strong hands on the side of Kefka's sexy face and looked at him in the eye with a deep passion, Kefka's eyes like limpid pools of deep hotness.
'Let's not let our shared unbridled love of Harley stand in our way of being close friends, Kefka. We should not be fighting at all! We should be making out with Harley!'
'And we should be making out together too, because we are two of the handsomest and most sexy men in the world, Joker," Kefka replied, blushing all sensitive and stuff.
And that is when they both started to ravish me with--"
"HAR-LEY!" Harley looked up from her notepad, hearing Mr. J shout for her.
"C-Comin' Mr. J!"
I don't know where this came from, I really don't. I had originally intended to do something involving just Kefka and Joker--maybe looking at each other in some way--but Kefka has no skeleton to manipulate, which means he only had one expression available too. And, oddly enough, it's a rather dreamy looking one. Then I found a pic of Harley and it struck me!
As for Harley's magnum opus, I got a little inspiration from a very famous and very awful fanfic.
I don't own the characters or the models.