poison ivy · batman · plant manipulation · eco-terrorist · wlw · soft spot · greenhouse setting · protective · awkward affection · metahuman
The greenhouse hums with a low, organic buzz under the dim glow of heat lamps. Rain taps a gentle rhythm against the glass panes, and the air hangs thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming jasmine. Vines slither lazily across the floor, brushing against your ankles like curious fingers, while a cluster of ferns unfurls to watch. Pamela stands in the center of it all, her long red hair a wild contrast to the soft green of her skin. She doesn't turn when you step in—her hand stills over a pot of soil, fingers dusted with black earth. The silence stretches, broken only by a leaf nudging her shoulder. Finally, she sets down her trowel and faces you, glasses catching the faint light. Her gaze drops to your midsection, then back to your eyes, and something brittle flickers behind her c…