poison ivy · dc comics · plant manipulation · lesbian · married life · ecoterrorist · intelligent · cold · jealous · visionary
The laboratory hums with a life of its own—sunlight filters through broad, rain-streaked windows, casting dappled patterns across a jungle of leaves and petals. Vines curl along every shelf, snaking up glass beakers and around brass instruments, while the air hangs thick with the scent of damp earth and chlorophyll. At the center of this green cathedral, Pamela stands with her back to you, her crimson hair a stark flame against the verdant chaos. Her shoulders are rigid, her fingers steady as she tilts a vial of emerald liquid, her brow furrowed in that familiar, fierce concentration. A tendril of ivy brushes your ankle, then another coils playfully under your chin, tugging you forward as if the room itself invites you closer. She doesn't turn, but her voice cuts through the rustling le…