ʟᴇᴛ's ᴋɪss ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ💋

i am nature's arm. her spirit. her will. hell, i am mother nature, and the time has come for plants to take back the world that's so rightfully ours! 'cause it's not nice to fool with... M O T H E R N A T U R E.

[ofpamisley-blog]

ℌ𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔢𝔶:

“Well ya betta believe it, Red because yer girl just had to fight off a whole man crew who kept tellin’ me they couldn’t understand me. What’s up with that?” She rolled her eyes thinking about the police officers who had “welcomed” her into the dome and sighed dramatically. “They really gotta work on their welcoming committee here. Ya know how in Hawaii they give you leis? Now there’s an idea! I should take that straight to tha mayor! Does this place have one?” So many questions and all of them in between tiny kisses that she gave Pam while she remained cuddled up in her fiancé’s arms. “I’ve missed ya too. I couldn’t do it anymore. I had all the pints of ice cream from every ice cream company possible and it didn’t help like those t.v. shows tell ya!” She pouted but then moved to press a soft kiss against Pam’s cheek. “If I tell ya what I did, ya might not be so happy with me…” 

✿.｡. ❝ A whole man crew? They didn’t put their hands on you, did they, Peanut? If they did, I’ll kill them. ❞ It was a very real threat –– one that Pam wasn’t afraid to carry out. Harley meant the world to her. In fact, she was her world. She laughed at the woman’s suggestion, a bright smile spreading across her face. God, when was the last time she’d laughed like that? ❝ You should. It’s a wonderful suggestion. I think so? Don’t all cities, or domes have mayors? We’ll find out tomorrow, because for tonight... We need to make up for lost time. ❞ The kisses were warming her heart and her cheeks, and she couldn’t believe that Harley was really there with her. They were no longer separated. ❝ I’m sorry that you were sad, Harl. I wish I could’ve been there with you. I’ve missed sharing ice cream, watching awful movies and TV shows, and your company in general. My life is so... painfully dull without you. ❞ If she was overhearing someone else saying these sweet things, she’d be reaching for the nearest trashcan to throw up in. But with her Harley, things were so different. Being corny and romantic excited her, it no longer made her nauseous. ❝ Nothing could take away how happy I am right now. Not even you telling me what you did. I never wanted you in here because it’s no life for someone as bright as you, but I can’t pretend I’m not the happiest woman in the world, now you’ve arrived. ❞

[harleyandivy]

dc fancast: bridget regan as pamela isley/poison ivy

[boutella-sofia]

You are naughty an’ wonderful!

                                             Naughterful! Never change.

[ofpamisley-blog]

ℌ𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔢𝔶:

         “Why’s everyone in sucha bad mood, huh?” She questioned the stranger who was looking at her with all the fear he had in him. It had stopped bothering her by now. Everyone knew Harley Quinn but few bothered to learn she was a changed woman. Although…that wasn’t the case now. Shit. What a turn of events. Would they mark her as insane again? Suddenly she felt exposed and though that hardly got to her, Harley wanted to go somewhere safe. She needed… “Red?” She heard the voice, clear as day and she felt herself break into sweat almost immediately. “Oh my God, is this heaven? Am I dead?” She gripped the man’s collar and then let him go when her eyes locked with Pam. It was her dandelioness! “Red! I came fer ya! I came to be witcha!” Her tears formed just as quickly as her nerves climbed and she ran to her fiancé, dropping her bags. Who cares? It was only vintage. Old thing. “Aren’t cha the best sight fer sore eyes!” She hoped Ivy would catch her like in the romantic epics. It would make this moment that much better.

✿.｡. The comment about heaven confirmed that it really was her girl. She’d come to be with her? Why would she want to give up her life outside the dome? Did she really love her that much? It was always hard to believe that she did. Joker had been such a huge issue, standing between them for years. It was mind-blowing knowing that Harley now loved her more than she’d ever loved him. No matter the circumstances, they were meant to be together. Pam opened her arms, wrapping them around her fiancée when she finally reached her. ❝ I can’t believe you’re here. ❞ Her fists clenched around the material of Harley’s jacket as she held her, and she inhaled deeply, breathing in the woman’s unique, sweet scent that she loved so much. It was the scent of home –– she was her home. ❝ How is this possible? What did you do? ❞ She pulled back to study that beautiful face she adored. ❝ You have no idea how much I’ve missed you, Harl. ❞

[ofpamisley-blog]

𝔎𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔞𝔫𝔡'𝔯:

“The Mother of Nature is and should be the most respected entity! Do you not agree, pretty stranger?” She nodded and continued eating her orange. She liked making people laugh so she was glad that it was working now. At the woman’s correction, her lips shifted into a small “o” and nodded. “Yes. I believe that is the correct phrasing. And I have been made aware that it is the name of an herb but it is spelled differently. Thank you, friend Pamela! I will call you one of those. Thank you for the warmest welcome. I have learned that most people inside the spherical residence are very cranky.”

✿.｡.  ❝ Oh, I couldn’t agree more. You could say that myself and Mother Nature are –– well, we’re one. ❞ It was clear that this woman didn’t know who she was, which was quite the relief. Pam was used to everyone knowing her face, and her motives. Some people were easy to charm and manipulate with her pheromones, but she didn’t need to use them on this stranger. She rolled up her sleeve, watching vines extend down her arm. ❝ See? ❞ She didn’t think that there was any other way to spell coriander, but she nodded her head. ❝ How is it spelled? And not many people call me a friend. ❞ She smirked at the comment about people being cranky. ❝ I’m normally one of those people. But you... You remind me of someone I love. She’s on the outside of the dome. ❞

[ofpamisley-blog]

ℌ𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔢𝔶:

Harley’s eyes narrowed as she was processed and “greeted” into the dome. “Uh! Yeah? Don’ touch that! It’s vintage!” She sighed, grabbing her bag. She was exasperated by it all but blowing up an empty building was the only sure way she’d get placed inside and the quicker she did it, the quicker she’d end up back in her Pam’s arms. Love hurts. Literally. “Ow!” She sneered when one of the cops grazed her side as he searched her for weapons. “You won’ take me alive, coppas!” Dramatic? Yes. Did she care? Not at all. Once released out into the public, she took a deep breath and frowned. Nothing like the smell of incarceration. “Hey you! I’m lookin’ fer this address.” She handed a piece of paper to the stranger and looked around.

✿.｡. She heard her voice before she saw her face, and butterflies began to swarm in Pam’s stomach. It couldn’t be her though, could it? She was outside the dome, living her life normally, without her fiancée by her side. Harley hadn’t colossally fucked up like she had. When she turned her head and saw those cotton candy-colored pigtails, her heart leapt into her mouth. She pushed past the people in her way, ignoring their grumbles of annoyance.  ❝ Harl? ❞ There was disbelief in her voice, and she was scared to reach out and touch her. What if she wasn’t real? ❝ Peanut, is it really you? ❞ she asked. Her voice was thick with emotion –– which was a rarity –– and tears pricked her eyes. ❝ What are you doing here? ❞

[ofpamisley-blog]

ℜ𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔫:

{☆}…..Raven hadn’t meant to bump into the women yet she was the one standing outside her backroom door. Yet She noticed the books in her hand and couldn’t very well get upset with a paying customer. She used her magic to float the books over to one of her employee’s so they could take care of the waiting customer. “ I still apologize, and yes I have a great love for all different kinds of subject matter in relation to books. Is there anything I can help you find?”

✿.｡. Pam shook her head. She wasn’t interested in anything other than nature. She already knew everything inside the book she was holding, but it never hurt to brush up on her knowledge. ❝ No, I’m good with this section. ❞ She smiled curtly. Was this girl even old enough to be working here? Perhaps she was blessed with a youthful looking face. ❝ Some plants would really brighten this place up. ❞ She tapped her finger against the book she was holding. ❝ Maybe some of these. They’re easy to maintain. ❞

[ofpamisley-blog]

𝔎𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔞𝔫𝔡'𝔯:

“The sun has graced us with it’s presence and now the flowers shall bloom to their most beautiful form!” She beamed at the woman with the pretty red hair that almost matched hers. “You are most welcome! It means that it is charge free! I am forward paying since I got such a good price!” Kori moved to sit beside her. “I am Koriand’r but you friends call me Kori. Would it be alright if I accompany you on your soaking of the sun?”

✿.｡. Pam quirked an eyebrow at the woman. ❝ Well, aren’t you chipper? But Mother Nature does have that effect on people. ❞ A throaty chuckle escaped her when she realized what the redhead meant. ❝ I think you mean that it’s on the house? The house is on it means something entirely different. ❞ This stranger was so upbeat, and friendly. She reminded her of Harley, which made her heart sink a little. ❝ Coriander? Like the herb? What a beautiful name. I’m Pamela, but most call me Ivy or Pam. I don’t mind you sitting with me. ❞

[bridgetreganing]

[ofpamisley-blog]

𝔎𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔞𝔫𝔡'𝔯:

.･:*:･ﾟ’✫,’✫’ﾟ･:*:･˙.･:*:･ﾟ’✫,’✫’ﾟ･:*:･˙.･:*:･ﾟ’✫,’✫’ﾟ･:*:･˙.･:*:･ﾟ’✫,’✫’ﾟ･:*:･˙

Kori was no stranger to Manhattan, having visited plenty of times with the Titans and in her career. She couldn’t believe she lived here now especially when she spent most of her time on the West Coast. With the population increasing, she worried of how it would affect everyone. On Tamaran, she felt that this would be handled differently. “Hello!” She greeted someone who had been sitting on a bench in the middle of the park. After so many years spent on Earth, she had adjusted well but had so much to still process.  “It is a most pleasant day! I have visited the place of markets and purchased ten oranges for ten dollars. That is quiet the stealing!” She bit into a wedge. “Would like to taste one? The house is on it!” 

✿.｡. Pam loved the park, but it made her yearn for more. She missed visiting rainforests, and  missed doing her best to save different species of plants. The park in Manhattan was nice, but it was no lush and tropical jungle filled with things that would only excite a botanist. ❝ Hello. Yes, the sun is wonderful for the flowers. ❞ She looked at the woman eating an orange wedge. How was she so tall? ❝ I’m not hungry, but thanks for the offer. Also –– what do you mean by the house is on it? That doesn’t make sense. ❞ 

[ofpamisley-blog]

ℜ𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔫:

Rachel had just put the finishing touches on her bookstore it was to be the grand opening today. She had triple checked everything making sure that everything had been well stocked for the upcoming customers. She’d just been helping a certain customer by looking in the back for a book when she turned and run into someone else using her powers to keep the books from falling. “I’m sorry, been kind of busy today. Are you okay?”

✿.｡. Pam was thoroughly bored. There was only so much eco-terrorism a woman could plan without eventually going stir-crazy. She needed to get out and feel the green, surround herself with Mother Nature. While outside, her attention turned to a bookstore that she hadn’t seen before. Curiosity got the better of her and she went inside. After finding a few books about plants, she ran her fingertips along the spine of one about succulents with a small smile on her lips. It turned into a scowl when someone ran into her though. ❝ I’m fine. I was just admiring your plants section. ❞

[imisspezberry]

[busysleeping]

[ofpamisley-blog]

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