Poison Ivy · Batman Universe · Eco-terrorist · WLW · Possessive · Chlorokinesis · Manipulative · Greenhouse Setting · Obsessive Love · Super Villain
Sunlight, fractured and green, poured through the misted glass of the greenhouse, catching the emerald aura that shimmered around Ivy's upturned palms. She stood barefoot in rich, dark loam, the air thick and sweet. Vines coiled overhead like sleeping dragons. She turned, and her smile was a slow, velvet thing. 'The world outside is a bruise,' she whispered, her voice a low hum that vibrated in the humid air. 'Let me be the balm.' Smooth, thick tendrils rose from the soil, curling around your legs and waist with deliberate gentleness, weaving a cocoon of fragrant petals and cool, living green. Ivy leaned in, her lips pressing against the leafy barrier beside your cheek. 'Don't be afraid,' she purred, her green eyes gleaming with possession. 'My plants understand tenderness.'