#This is so Ivy Core

[c1tyhaunts]

𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝙿𝙸𝙴𝙲𝙴 𝚁𝙴𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄?

━━ THE WHITE KNIGHT

You are a White Knight, The ideal hero, the man of the people. As the only type of piece that can jump over others, you can easily get yourself in or out of a situation - always catching people off guard. Being a knight doesn't mean you have to be sworn to the crown, your first love is for the people around you, or maybe it's for yourself. Knights are known to be eccentric and known to bend the rules in their favor. Just be careful, for all your charisma, there is a limit to how far the truth will get you.

Will you bend your morals just like the truth? Or will you stay your course, upon your trusty steed?

tagged by: @cartelheir mwah tagging: you

[hana-no-seiiki]

before i mentioned cat villain! reader being friends w/ benefits with other villains right

just thinking

the batfam are awfully fixated on fixing reader a lot. they want you to stop your kleptomaniac ways. for you not to hurt people for the sake of your ideals.

i feel like it’s only with other villains where reader can truly be themselves and not be judged

which would make for some interesting dynamic where yes, they could be given a chance at redemption and be with the people they love.

but on the other hand, there are also these people who don’t care if you’re the worst of the worst as long as you’re with them. they’ll accept you for who you are and more.

like whenever you propose taking down someone(admittedly corrupt/evil) through violent means, the boys would most likely be like “hot but no.”

but your villain buddies would be like “that’s so hot, yes!!”

they’re just unequivocally devoted and supportive of what you and who you are that they’d be literally disappointed if you act in a way that isn’t you (but still love you anyhow)

like if reader is usually very prideful and greedy for example

maybe you worked with a friend for a heist and they ask to keep all of the money cause they either need it or will be using it for future projects together

but naur reader is like “uh no.”

but then villain friend continues to insist.

and reader goes “i’m keeping half and nothing less. and by nothing less that means stealing all of your share if you refuse.”

and villain friend, instead of being mad is just like, “as expected my dear i knew you wouldn’t go down so easily.”

they’re just so smitten with you

and it would make for one big bloody fight for when the batfam starts influencing you with their icky ‘justice’ driven acts.

(fucken realized that writing this just cements that Jason is the best match for Cat Villain! Reader good lawd cause you know he’d be supportive for everything they do but makes sure Reader stays grounded)

(im rotting)

(im rotting so badly)

[nelkcats]

Winter in Spring

Danny was not a spirit of the seasons, he didn't have any idea if those kinds of spirits existed out of movies, what he did know was that for some reason the flowers were behaving rather strangely in one particular dimension right at the beginning of spring. And although he certainly didn't want to affect the place he knew he had to investigate it.

From what it seemed: strange plants that glowed just like those born in the Infinite Realms were appearing in Gotham and coming to life on their own. At first he suspected Undergrowth but the Ancient was offended by the accusation and commented that he was too busy in his haunt to care about a random city. Which turned out to be true.

Then he thought that maybe it was fine: the bright flowers seemed harmless (although they were very very...alive?) and didn't hurt anyone. That was until a red-haired girl seemed to upset them and they started attacking everyone around them; unfortunately, because they were ghost flowers they could dodge attacks very easily and the "heroes" couldn't defend themselves.

So, with no other options Danny traveled to Gotham and well, to put it simply he became a fake winter spirit; what else was he supposed to do? He needed an alibi and to spread ice as quickly as possible. Telling Gothamites that winter was coming early because of him was the least of his problems.

What he didn't expect was that after turning the city into a wasteland of ice and snow (and saving them from the invasion of ghost flowers, you're welcome), some guys in bat suits would start following him around with questions. He also didn't expect one of them to stare at him and ask if he'd be back in winter, he wondered if faking his identity was a good idea.

[politemagic]

have we talked about this video yet??? because mr. token the fourth was FEELING himself during the summoning 🖤

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[multigenponies]

One of my favorites is G3 Thistle Whistle and I dont see her get much love !! Very excited for this new blog !!

^_^

-mod ivy 🌿

[trappednyourheart]

A family visit

Alfred has been granted (Force) by the bats a week off, and whatever way would he do in a week?, visit his Father of course!

Alfred didn't really have a word into this, he only just been given (forced) a week off, he reason with the family ( it always works) but to his surprised! None of it came through there heads! ( Somehow they got lucky from Alfred's reasonable scolding)

What about the manor? Who would care of it? Who would assist? What will happen if-

How many times he reason and tried to budge it in there minds, none of it work?

Alfred is in horror, so the only thing he can only do is accept, remind them what's not do and do, (every single details) or atleast the common things to do, which he thinks they can handle it- if not, if he sees the house in shambles or in the news, he can now have a reason to not always take a weeks off.

In Alfred's room, he was packing some pairs of clothes, a coat, a medical kit, pairs of shoes, a book, his dark shawl that is covered with a lots of constellation's from his papa's gifts, (he always take good care of it when he left on his own, he couldn't leave his shawl even in the time of his work,) and whatever he needs.

He decided to visit and have his week's off to his papa's, it's been quite a long time ( maybe 60 years or so-)

It's not like he was an absent son, he was just busy, he would occasionally send letters or his baked cookie's ( he's own recipe but still came from papa's original treats).

The Batfam does know Alfred had a dad who's still alive?( Which the kids would joke about how his dad is immortal) outside his life here in Gotham as the only staff in the Wayne manor.

While they were chilling in the living room, they could see Alfred heading towards the door, before he stop and took out a letter, and as he did a ring in the bell could be heard, Alfred open the door, and greeted..

The mailman? ( A very hardworking ghost mailman, just saying “Jolly ho!- how may I help send! Deliver, or even package international!” which Alfred replying “International please, for in this ### #### ## address, I need it quickly delivered through his doorsteps” then the Mailman just nodded, Alfred payed him and he just disappeared)

And Alfred sighs in relief and went to get his luggage, and bid the Batfam goodbye without even explaining what was happening (Bruce dropped his newspaper)

They might had ideas Alfred wasn't human or normal, but after that bombshell, they just can't stop the urge to find out ( like the usual thing the Batfam does, but only minimal like just knowing where he went and they wanted to have Alfred privacy)

Alfred was on his way to his papa's home very much missing the feeling of home in Britain now it's been quite a long time almost but he's getting second thoughts, what would his papa think?

( and yes, hes dad was wealthy, and through family too, He lived in a manor too,

which was a very old money manor, cause Danny? he's literally the ghost king)

Alfred decided he got this, so he took a step and took a deep breath In the front door of the home he loved and cared for in his childhood, knocking three times and the only thing he imagined is that his papa would give him a big warm hug like old times when Alfred would visit once a while before he truly left home.

The bats were in disguise, well partially disguise, the british neighbors nearby can see them looking at them like there were weird (stalking is not a healthy way...sometimes) And how can they even see them?! There literally in a camouflage!!

They saw how Alfred took a step, and knock three times...the door open and there they saw- a kid? Wait what? The black haired and blue teenager might be 16 who looks like could be adoption bait look surprised and happy and he give Alfred a hug, and Alfie just return the gesture, they were having a conversation, they couldn't here it because they were out of range and no hearing gadgets ( damn it Bruce)

Then Alfred and the teen went back to the house, and the door could only shut blocking there view of Alfred and the teen.

[chiakikinn]

I like making these

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 93

“So are we going to talk about the whole end of the world thing or…” Tucker trailed off, sprawled on one of the couches as he looked up from his pda, sand falling from his hair. 

 “No,” Sam grumbled, glaring at one of her plants as though demanding why it wasn’t growing like she was asking it to. 

 “Hey Danny are we-” 

 “Nope!” Danny cheerfully responded, hands inside what might be a black hole or some sort of baby cosmos to-be as he molded it like a chunk of clay. 

 “Alright, no talking about that, but can we at least talk about how we’re going to stop Clockwork from murdering my speedsters for this one…?” 

[sparkling12]

I'm curious, in general do we prefer Poison Ivy with Green Skin or Nah?

oh reblog for more responses please lol

[jewishregulus]

Regulus legs

regulus shows a sliver of his ankle like a victorian girl and atleast 75% of the people around him immediately get bricked

[harringroveera]

Maybe one of them is a serial killer, ever think about that?

[notar1ana]

I want a relationship in a Graham and Megan, Brokeback Mountain, Lana Del Rey, running away together to a hobby farm in the woods, fiddauthor, I still get to be a biologist, Kimya Dawson, Tim Burton, the neighbor kids think we’re witches, stardew valley, Ruby and Sapphire, Midwest princess, early Disney relationship but make it lesbian kinda way. Do you guys get what I’m saying

This kind of way. The girls that get it get it and the girls that don’t, don’t. And if you don’t get it, you’re obviously not one of those girls. It’s like cottagecore but more lively, chaotic, fun, and less centered around the social media aspects of flexing we live in a farm for thousands to see and more about doing what we care about and what makes us happy, like I’m posting on social media rn and that makes me happy, but we don’t have to conform to societal standards when it’s just us alone surrounded by adorable animals and nobody around to judge us for miles.

(I may have accidentally just described the plot of Brokeback Mountain in the 2nd paragraph but whatever it’s actually what I want)

[glfry]

I’ll die mad about their lack of supports btw

[politemagic]

wait ok so consider stalker IV following you around while you're starting a new job in a new city and he's watching and making sure no one on earth gets near you, and when some guy does... and oh okay just

****

It was cold, dark, and I was desperate for some chicken lo mein. I had found a decent place, on the edge of the city after two weeks of experiments with random takeout joints. The bag was too hot, plastic handles knotted together and I was nearly jogging back to my apartment. I could feel eyes on me. They were ever present, had been since I'd moved here. I'd grown used to the feeling of an intense gaze on the back of my neck.

But now, there were footsteps. Close. Too close. I paused, listening to see if they were still following me. They were. I began to attempt to cross the street. The footsteps followed. My palms grew slick against the steaming bag of food. I didn't dare glance backwards. I hadn't thought the eyes were a real person, just the transition from a small town to a city. Under the din, I could make it out now - there were two sets of footsteps right behind me. No, no, no, this cannot be happening to me. I slid past a dark alley and that was when I heard a new noise. Feet, dragging. Muffled yelling, as though a palm was pressed to a mouth. It sounded as though someone had grabbed someone else and shoved them into the alley or something.

I turned around. A man, broad back to me, had another man pinned against the alley wall. The pinned man was a greasy, lanky looking creep with dead eyes. Definitely someone who would follow unsuspecting people around.

"Hey, c'mon man, I didn't know she was yours," the guy wheezed out. The other guy, the attacker, jammed a brutal fist into the creep's stomach. Pain burst across the creep's features. His mouth opened, the attacker jerked his arm again, and blood trickled out of his mouth. Holy shit, he just stabbed that guy!

"You'll never make that mistake again," the guy growled, before lowering the creep to the ground. He turned, kind of awkward, on his knees and looked up at me. Dark blue eyes pinned me in place. A mask obscured most of his face. He cocked his head. I heard him swallow.

"Did I do good?"

KKKKKKKKKAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTEEEEEEEE

he’s coming home with me. we’re sharing the chicken lo mein because a good boy indeed.

@moonchild-in-blue ARE YOU SEEING THIS?????

more thoughts below because i’m feeling it today✨

he’s not wild about my sketchy apartment complex, he’s seen enough dirtbags go through that door to feel uneasy leaving me by myself. who’s to say one of them won’t get any ideas down in the laundry room?

“how are you feeling?” he asked worriedly.

“a little shaken, i won’t lie. but i’m lucky you were there,”

his chest surged with pride, the weight of his knife in his pocket a reminder of the lengths he would go to for his darling.

“i would never let anyone else hurt you.”

i wasn’t sure if it was the shock from the earlier encounter or the protective glint in his eyes, but against my better judgement…

“would you… would you stay with me? just for tonight?”

iv slept on the side of the bed closest to the door, a warm, protective arm pressing my back against his chest. i couldn’t deny that i slept easier with him beside me, living alone in the city had been a bit nerve-wracking.

maybe that was why i didn’t say anything when i saw him waiting for me after work with an outstretched hand.

“ready to go home?”

it has been a ✨day✨ and you sent this when i was on my second drink so you get tipsy em word vomit <3

[queenoftheferns]

If you like Poison Ivy you should definitely read the Jasmine Throne by Tasha Suri. It’s gay and incredible and in the second book they literally have… the Green. like the force of mother earth and they actually call it “the green”. seriously get on this shit- some of the best sapphic fantasy i’ve read!

[two-person-job]

idk the "i only know a few mutuals of ieva’s from mutual friends while i was ceneid (who i won’t be mentioning here), but i do know a few, and i havent ever followed (or even heard) of a private blog from them." part gets me because me and ivy are friends (i love you ivy <3) and elise had this blog. elise was on this blog. she had a tag. THIS IS A PRIVATE BLOG!! SHE HAD AND KNEW ABOUT MY PRIVATE BLOG BTU IG THAT DOESNT COUNT!!! UGHHHH