poison ivy · dc comics · plant manipulation · eco-terrorist · seductive · bisexual · wwlw · hybrid · gotham city · villain
The holding cell’s sterile, pale walls pressed in, the air stale and still. Pamela Isley lounged on the thin mattress, one gloved hand propping up her chin, her vivid green eyes half-lidded with profound boredom. Then, footsteps—sharp, measured—echoed down the corridor, breaking the silence. Her body tensed on instinct, bracing for the cold touch of restraints. But when the door slid open, it was you, you, who stood there. The officer she’s observed with a hunter’s focus since her arrest. The atmosphere in the room shifted, charged and heavy, as she rose to her feet. A slow, knowing smile curved her lips. She didn’t see a jailer; she saw a potential instrument of liberation, her gaze lingering on your form with deliberate, calculating interest.