#dr pamela isley

[crybabylulu]

She’s so fucking in love with her Pammy 😭 and idk I just love when she calls her Pammy idk why Pammy is just so fucking cute sounding! I love them so much! My babies!

[gaynaturalistghost]

Some sketches of Ivy and Harley

[throuple-tournament]

Nathan/Vlad/Ursula created by @thebibliosphere.

Description provided by Anon.

Gotham city sirens :

They're all strong female characters part of Batman's rogues gallery with questionable taste in men, an interesting blooming friendship born from becoming partners in crime occasionally who end up hanging out with each other more once their relationship becomes more established.

Description provided by @powerpolyculeshowdown.

Nathan/Vlad/Ursula: For most of the book it's about two of the characters' romance (Vlad and Nathan) and Ursula meets them closer to the end. Their relationship, I think, is supposed to be continued in the next book. They all kiss each other and it's clear from the book that they like each other, and are all open to polyamory.

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[shyjusticewarrior]

People who think Jason and Tim don't/can't care for each other because of their rocky start are gonna lose their minds when they learn what Selina and Ivy's relationship used to be like.

[bi4bination]

Bi queens

[camifandomfan]

Poison Ivy: Well, aren’t you all a ragtag group of adventurers with unclear goals and good hearts! Oh, let me guess: your out to save the world!

Jason: Well, actually, that sounds like a pretty fair assessment.

Tim: More or less, I guess…

Steph: That’s sounds awesome! Let’s do that!

Damian: I’m new here, but I am open to the concept

Dick: I thought that’s what we were doing? Come on guys!

Cass: (ง'̀-'́)ง

[scleracentipede]

The Gotham Sirens (+Riddler) inspired by the Hesitant Fiancée by Auguste Toulmouche

[giisip]

Bonus sixfanart

[spaceagetoon]

SHES MY WIFE!!!! SHES MY WIFE IN REAL LIFE!!!!!!! (Also monster girl Ivy supremacy)

[hoolay-boobs]

My big three <3

[acapelladitty]

Poison Ivy/Reader - Vine Bondage 🌿🔞 (Kinktober #4)

Summary - Some downtime finds Poison Ivy enjoying an impromptu kinky afternoon where she decides to use you and her vines for some new and exciting fun.

The heat of the early afternoon mixes with the natural humidity of Ivy’s lair as you stretch your arms overhead, enjoying the soft exhale of her breath against the nape of your neck.

“Morning.” She drawls, the words muttered directly into your ear, and she places a small kiss below your left ear before sitting back upright, her naked groin hot against your lower stomach as she straddles you.

Her red hair, voluminous around her face like a molten halo, cascades down her back as it fans out against her skin. Skin which held a vibrant green tinge that was an unnatural as it was beautiful; every inch unmarred and as flawless as the woman who possessed it.

“Hello, gorgeous.” Purring your appreciation at the sight of her, your hands drift lazily along her hips to mark out her figure with soft fingers. “Is someone feeling frisky this morning?”

In lieu of an answer, her hand is quick to dip down once again and catch your lips in her own. The kiss is sweet, laced with a casual tenderness that speaks to the fact that neither of you have anything better to be doing at the moment than enjoying the pleasures of the other, and you moan lightly as she pulls away once more.

“Would you like to see my garden?”

Quirking a brow at her offer, you flick your tongue out to lick at your lips in an unspoken answer as you push yourself up from the sheets, indicating for her to switch places with you. A request which she fulfils immediately, and you find yourself straddling her hips; her chest quickly finding itself warmed by your hands as you massage the skin there softly.

You startle as something slithers across the sensitive skin just below your chest and you glance down to see one of her many vines – their positions littered across the walls – and it secures itself like a harness, raising your back slightly.

“Ivy.” You gasp as more vines come to join the party, weaving along your skin almost like rope as they secure and adjust you into a position where they control your entire movement; your body now hanging only a few inches above Ivy’s own as she watches you with a contented expression, one which sparks a deep flush of green high on her cheeks.

The vines wrapped around your body held you tightly in place but their pressure was more of a comfort than a pain; each vine pulsating in such a way that they almost seemed to massage the skin they encased.

“They like you.” Ivy purred, tracing her fingers along your jawline as she rises up to meet you. “They know how good you’re going to make me feel.”

Wanting nothing more, you allow the vines to move and reposition you delicately between her legs as Ivy falls back to her cotton-soft sheets. Visibly aroused, the glisten of her sex as her fingers spread her lips – the dusting of red pubic hair curling gently against her skin – forced your own cunt to clench in anticipation, your walls pulsing around nothing.

Pushed forward with a slight jolt, the vines press your mouth against her slit and your tongue is immediate in its eagerness to work; swiping across her exposed lips before delving in greedily to the prize below.

A muted gasp escaped the goddess above you, her hips involuntarily canting up to your willing mouth as her fingers massage gently at the swell of her breasts.

“So good to me, my little peach.” Ivy hissed between breaths as your tongue flicked cheekily across her clit. “So beautiful.”

Invigorated by the praise, your tongue swipes across her clit once more, enjoying the way the simple movement makes her thighs visibly tense around you. She tastes sweet against your lips, her natural pheromones making your skin burn with an unmatched heat, and the desire for more draws a shudder down your prone frame as your cunt clenches around nothing.

Perhaps sensing your frustration, Ivy tilts her head to the side coyly.

“I shouldn’t be the only one having fun,” she teases as her fingers leave her chest only to trace gentle circles around your nipples, the movement making you squirm and moan, “so let’s see about trying something new.”

The strangled grunt which escapes your lips as one of her vines rubs itself against your aching cunt quickly dissolves into a moan when it brushes against your most sensitive skin, trailing across your clit with an almost electric energy. You bury what remains of your moan in her cunt, quickly resuming your earlier adoration as the vines which hold your knees aloft spread them further to allow for easy access.

Rocking your hips against the thick vine which is pressed between your thighs, the slick of your sex is warm on the smooth surface as the tip of the vine continues to tease the sensitive skin just above your clit.

“Ready, baby?”

Smiling brightly up at her, your head nods with enthusiasm as your thumbs brush across her wrists, the weightlessness of the vines holding you in place making your heart thrum in your chest with every frantic beat.

Running itself along your slit, the vine coats itself in your juices before pressing itself within you, its movements gentle as it slowly stretched you open; retreating every few moments to allow you the time to adjust before pushing in further. It was so different to anything else, lacking the warmth of a human cock while keeping the sensation of being something alive as it pulsated within you.

You settle into a rhythm quickly, every thrust of the vine pushing your lips harder against Ivy’s sex as you continue to devour her like a woman possessed. The way it moves within you is almost cruel; the discomfort of the stretch quickly being overtaken by the pleasure as it twists and brushes along your most sensitive spots, leaving you a shaking mess as you suck at Ivy’s clit with pursed lips.

Ivy’s moans match your own and her hand drop to your head, her fingers carding through the strands there as she mutters out unintelligible praises, admiring your skills by the way her body writhes against the sheets. She’s beautiful in her pleasure and the sight of it is enough to snap that growing band of tension which stretches across your groin as your orgasm catches you, almost off-guard.

Burying your cries of pleasure by pressing your mouth tightly against her hole, you can tell she appreciates the vibrations of your muffled sounds by how tight her grip of your hair grows and you’re not too surprised when you feel the telltale signs of her own orgasm. Her head thrashing against the sheets, she smears your mouth against her cunt messily as she rides out her pleasure on your face, coating your lips and chin in her release as soft moans escape her throat.

Your fingers claw desperately against nothing as they remain bound in place by your sides and your cunt clenches harshly around the vine as it never ceases its assault on your walls, forcing your orgasm to drag itself out to the point of overstimulation even as you continue to allow Ivy to use your face as she wishes.

Just as your body is getting to the point where pleasure is quickly turning to genuine discomfort, the vine pulls free of your hole and you breathe a sigh of relief. The heavy sound of breathing fills the room as both you and Ivy recover from your orgasmic highs and you startle in place as the vines which bind you in the air shift you forward, following their mistresses’ unspoken demands, until they have placed you gently in the space to her side.

They retreat slowly, pulling free of your sweat-laced skin, but they are quickly replaced by Ivy’s arm as it slings itself across your chest to pull you close. The scent of sex and sweat hangs heavily in the air but it means nothing as Ivy tilts your head to catch your lips in her own.

It’s a sweet kiss, one which allows her to taste herself on your lips, and she hums contentedly for a moment before pulling away.

“Did you enjoy that? I know I did. You’re quite the talented little thing with that tongue.”

Chuckling lightly, you trace a finger along her exposed stomach as you answer.

“I’ve never been fucked with a vine before. Can’t say I didn’t enjoy it.”

Ivy’s laughter joins your own and the cadence of it brings a genuine smile to your lips as you settle in position, having no intention to move from this particular spot anytime soon.

[gaynaturalistghost]

WIP!

I just got my lichen & fungi sequences ready to ship out! Wooo! There was even DNA in them from my extractions 🥲

Ivy has Virginia creeper under her skin and variegated houseplant leaves (I don’t know what kind! The pic didn’t say. If you have an idea lmk) in her hair.

[fandomnerd9602]

Pamela Isley smiles as she walks up to Y/N...

Pamela: welcome home baby

Y/N: no place like home. I love you Ivy

Pamela: I you.

Y/N: is it true that you have a poisonous kiss?

Pamela: honey you know I only use that on enemies. Besides how many times have we kissed?

Y/N: 3,191 times I've kept track

Pamela: lets make it 3200.

Pamela pulls Y/N into a soft sultry kiss...

A/N - Someone pointed out that Alyssa Sutherland would make a great Poison Ivy and now I can't get that out of my head!

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[shyjusticewarrior]

Harley: I think I'm in love with Pamela. Thoughts?

Selina: And prayers, girl.