#naturetorn

[prodiyal]

@naturetorn

[ p. ]  fyi, 800,000 people think you fuck plants.

[rubycaped]

  kate should have expected there’d be some resistance when asking ivy for help, especially knowing she is locked back into arkham any time she does assist the vigilantes in gotham. even kate thought that kind of treatment was nothing short of deplorable, not even a grace period or a get out of jail free card? damn.

“ it’d need a little more than a few leaves, ms isley. ” kate’s arms folded while she thought of a way to sweeten the pot for ivy, she wasn’t the type to drop her off in arkham. “ how about this, you help me: no cuffs, no asylum and i’ll owe you a favour. ”

@naturetorn​​ continued

[russiasredguardian]

naturetorn started following you

pamela lilian isley. no governmental affiliations to note, but a name and abilities to flag - not many individuals in the world were classed as bioweapons. 

‘ read your file - interesting read. yelena’s not here, but knock yourself out if you want to wait. ’

[egopath]

      “ it’s been at least thirty minutes, ”  ivy sighs,  fingertips tapping softly on the table,  “ I do hope we’re approaching some kind of point or I’ll be forced to ask for a bathroom break. ”

𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄  of his suit jacket up to reveal the face of his watch,  holden’s brows raise,  impressed.  her internal clock is shockingly accurate.  holden’s head lifts with wide - eyes,  ❝ — we can take a break.  if you need one.  but i’d rather keep going.  ❞    |  @naturetorn​

[enygma]

⊰ @naturetorn​ for ♡’d a riddle ! ⊱

   ❝ Riddle me this, Ivy.  If April showers bring may flowers, what do may flowers bring?  ❞

[rejectory]

@naturetorn​: “what do you want from me?” (for eve polastri) 

“some manners,”  asshole.

if eve’s staring, it’s because her me vs. the world score is at kicked in the balls. not that anyone here deserves an explanation.

“listen, you were at the crime scene, i am” —wet, for jesus’ sake. the espresso’d front of her shirt sucks to her belly, and— “sorry. some tissues would be nice. if you keep those.” 

[spaceraiseda]

@naturetorn​​  /  sc.

                                    “ you know               i like when you’re green more. i have another friend who’s green. i wish i could be green. i tried painting myself once but it started itching all over.  ”

[godblooded]

@naturetorn

ivy’s one of those people you always open your door for. the flowers up the path to your home seem to turn their faces upward as she walks, the roses and the tulips humming happily in warmth. this is a place where nothing bad is supposed to happen— a place of safety. but is that ever true?

you’re on the front steps, on the porch with the dogs milling about, descending steps to tentatively but excitedly approach your patient.

“did you bring the spring with you?” you ask, a smile on a particularly marred mouth. the scar is deep into the left side of your mouth, yet somehow it can’t dull how looking at her seems to add this automatic beauty to your face. the sky above you both is overcast, but the scent of the season and morning dew is all around. guinefort’s head is lower as he sniffs ivy, brushing blades of grass with careful paws, but his tail is wagging low.

she could, and has, disappeared from you for handfuls of weeks. but anytime she comes back, you’re always willing to let her know she’s welcome. it doesn’t matter what she is anywhere else, because you’re not anyone else.