post ivy

reminder to y’all this week

hey my lovely followers and the ppl who stalk this blog, 

i’m going to have another wonderful, busy week at school coming up so i decided to make a post today. 

i know ivy day is thursday and that berkeley/stanford and nyu (i think) release this week, so i just wanted to reiterate that where you’re accepted or rejected doesn’t define you as a person. 

the fact that you guys took the time to apply to such wonderful, prestigious schools shows all of you guys are talented, valuable individuals. you are all kind, smart, beautiful and important, and unfortunately that’s hard to come across on what…the (10?) pages of the commonapp. 

the admissions committee didn’t see you guys pull that all nighter to get that A on that hard ap chem final. the summer you spent taking endless SAT and ACT practice tests. you dancing until your feet bleed or running down the track until you’re out of breath, then heading home to confront a long night of homework.

they don’t see you guys helping out your little brother, opening doors for elderly people or how your eyes sparkle when you talk about a subject or hobby you’re truly passionate about. 

i want you all to remember that no matter what those ivies, stanford, berkeley, or nyu (or other colleges coming out this week) decide, you guys will all be successful and reach your goals if you have the motivation and desire to do so. it’s what you do at college, not where you go. 

i know that’s hard to believe, because it seems like everyone in the world is obsessed with the “prestige” of a college. i know some of you guys probably are too. but i hope that in 2-5 years, you’ll look back upon ivy day or the day after and realize that you love your college and wouldn’t trade it for the world. 

if any of you guys do get into the college of your dreams this week, congrats. you deserved it for all those nights that you stayed up working and studying and going above and beyond what was expected of you. 

and if that’s not the case, i’m so sorry. rejection sucks. but it won’t be the end of the world, no matter how many hours you spend crying and rereading your application wondering what went wrong (trust me, there was nothing amiss with your app) i promise you will pull yourselves together, become stronger and gain perspective. 

it’s their loss, not yours. although you may not feel like that in the heat of the moment, you will feel like that someday. i promise. 

sending positivity and hugs to y’all this week, PM me and let me know what colleges y’all are still waiting on!

anonymous asked:

How do I comment on your posts or otherwise get in touch with you? I find myself saying, "Yes, exactly!" all too often to not reach out and say hello. And we seem to have lots in common - politically, family-wise (I have a "7" instead of a "14"), and professionally - although I gave up litigation long ago in favor of transactional work. And if you'll forgive the ego indulgence, I seem to remember someone once saying, "this guy sounds like you", in reference to a post I made on Ivy Style.

My apologies for the very tardy response. I don’t think you can comment unless you’re following me. As for direct contact. You’re welcome to try justbudfox at gee mail dot com. It doesn’t exist yet, but it will by the time you try it. And thanks for the kind words.

Look it has come to my attention that a number of people I like and care about haven’t read Batman: Li’l Gotham. This is a travesty. So consider this my PSA about how you really should read Li’l Gotham. Maybe you passed it up because it was an all ages comic and you thought it would be too silly. Maybe it just flew under your radar. I’m not judging. I’m just telling you that you should go read it as soon as possible.

It’s Batfam headcanons the comic folks. 

You want the misadventures of the Bat boys trying to cook?

Scrabble night at the Batcave?

The Gotham City Sirens being cute?

The Batmobile’s back seat?

Meta humor?

An unexpected bout of feels?

Or just lots of Bruce being a dad?

Read Li’l Gotham.

Okay but what about the Gotham Sirens adopting Jason?

  • Selina was so sweet on Jason when he was Robin, he had the best sense of humor out of the Bats because it was just like her’s. The rare times Jason was off on his own she would always drop by and listen to Her Little Robin, comforting him after a fight with the Bat because he ‘used too much force’ or because ‘he’s too reckless’. Selina would even ask Jason to pull off small heists with her from time to time. He told her that he would only do it if she would either return the items before they went missing or if she donated most of it to charity. The Gotham City Museum was hijacked so many times by Catwoman and Robin but no one ever knew because she would always return the items so Jason didn’t get in trouble.
  • After Jason died Catwoman disappeared for a week, even Selina Kyle disappeared. After that week Catwoman was back in action but the first few weeks she didn’t steal anything that was worth the normal amounts that her previous heists had been, these were more like trinkets and Bruce couldn’t figure out the pattern. Selina had stolen every item she and Jason had ever stolen together; she donated them all the homeless center for abused children.
  • Selina never looked at Bruce quite the same way after Tim showed up that first night in a Robin costume, in Jason’s costume. She yelled and screamed about how Her Little Robin was already being forgotten and replaced. That Jason was worth more than just a few weeks of grief before just going back to normal. Bruce tried to explain that Batman needed a Robin, that Jason had known the risks and that he would never be forgotten but Selina didn’t listen. After that she still flirted with Batman, but it was only half-hearted at best. Bruce would never admit it but he was slightly heartbroken by the tearing of their relationship, it never really healed even after Jason was brought back by the Pit.
  • Bruce saved the Joker from the rubble in Batman Under the Red Hood but Jason had to drag himself out. With his injuries he couldn’t get far but he remembered this little roof-top where Selina told him many years ago she went to clear her mind. It took over an hour but Jason eventually managed to get to that roof-top and wait for Selina if she would come. Selina had gone out to check the huge explosion that had echoed through the streets but when she’d gotten to the sight Batman was gone and the Joker was being taken back to Arkham. Seeing nothing for her to do she retreated to her little roof-top only to find someone already there. She couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw the blue eyes open at the sound of her approach, Her Little Robin had returned to her. She didn’t know how it was possible but she didn’t care, he was back in her arms and back in her life, she wasn’t letting go again.
  • When Selina saw the extent of Jason’s injuries from his fight with Bruce over the Joker she was furious. How dare the Bat hurt Her Little Robin after everything he’d already been through. She got him into a warm bath so he could soak and maybe take some of the edges of pain off, he was barely conscious, putty in her arms and trusting her to keep him safe; tears welled up in her eyes again and she didn’t even try to stop them. While Jason was in the tub she stripped her bed and put on the nicest silk sheets she had and made the bed for Her Little Robin because he deserved something nice for once in his life. After getting Jason settled in the bed she made a call to Harley and Ivy, telling them to meet her on top of her building. When Jason heard Selina open the window he let out a broken little whimper, he didn’t want to be alone again. Selina immediately went over to Jason and curled next to him, holding him to where he could hear her heartbeat and promising him that she wasn’t leaving him, she just had something to take care of; she stayed till he fell asleep.
  • Selina explained what she knew to Ivy & Harley, both righteously angry over what the poor boy had had to endure in his short life. Harley confessed that she’d always felt partially responsible for Jason’s death because she had left the Joker at that time due to a fight, if she had stayed maybe the Joker wouldn’t have gone so far. Selina told Harley that she should tell Jason that, that Her Little Robin would understand and wouldn’t blame her. Harley was doubtful but Ivy promised she would go with her to talk to the former Robin when this was all over.
  • The Gotham Sirens broke into Wayne manor and cornered a drunk Bruce in his study. When Selina started to growl and hiss at the man about the cut at his collarbone, that she would recognize the wound of a batarang anywhere, and how dare he attack that boy after everything. Bruce was so out of it that he broke down, he broke down and talked about the Pit, the explosion that killed Jason, about how he almost got himself killed because he was so angry and raw about Jason’s death, about how he didn’t let Tim do nearly what he’d let Jason and Dick do. But the last thing he told her about was the case with Jason’s costume. When Catwoman heard about that and about the engraving ‘My partner. My soldier. My fault.’ and she lost it. Harley and Ivy had to restrain her from scratching out Bruce’s eyes. How dare he call Jason his soldier, what about a son, was he ever a son to you Bruce? but Bruce was so far gone in his misery that he didn’t even notice.
  • Before they left Selina gave Bruce a warning to stay away from Jason. After she had climbed out the window Harley and Ivy stepped in front of Batman and threatened him as well, they might not know the boy as well as Selina did but if he was that important they would protect him for their friend too.
  • Harley apologized to Jason and, though he was wary of her for a while, he told her that most of his anger had never been at her. Sure he’d always thought she was a psychotic bitch but he didn’t blame her for his death. When she’d heard that, a huge burden lifted from Harley’s soldiers and without even thinking anything she hugged Jason tightly. He hissed at the pressure on his wounds but he gave her awkward pats on the back to let her know there weren’t any hard feelings.
  • Ivy gave Jason a shot that would render him immune to all of her plants and poisons. When Jason questioned her she told Jason that he was important to Selina and that he had given Harley something her girlfriend had desperately needed so she had no problem helping him. Jason stared at her blankly for a moment before asking when she’d left the Joker. Harley explained that after the Joker had murdered Jason, Harley thought he had taken it too far. Sure they’d killed before but this time it as so…personal and unnecessary that it felt wrong to Harley. She quickly packed up and never looked back.
  • Selina curled up in bed with Her Little Robin that evening and he let her hold him, just like a mother would. Once he’d fallen asleep Harley had decided to drag Ivy onto the bed and there was a huge pile of bodies on Selina’s giant bed but no one seemed to mind. In the morning Jason woke up first and saw that he had the three of Gotham’s most powerful villainous women curled around him and he felt…safe for the first time since he’d first laid eyes on the bomb that he knew would take his life. He made breakfast and eventually the smell of food woke the three ladies up enough for them to shuffle into the kitchen; they declared that Jason was going to be their stay in son from now on.
  • Jason put up a half-hearted fight but for some reason, his chest was getting really warm and he felt strangely giddy. He jokingly asked Selina if that meant she was his new mother and Selina merely got up and pulled Jason down to where she could plant a kiss on the boy’s forehead ‘I let you die once, I’m not letting my son get hurt again’ and that was how Selina Kyle adopted him of sorts. Harley had cried and told Jason that if Selina was his mother that since they were close as sisters that meant that Harley and Ivy were Jason’s aunts! He’d put his hand over his heart in mock horror but he couldn’t fight the smile that was making its way onto his face. It was crazy and not nearly what he’d imagined all those years ago as a street rat but he finally had the family he’d always wanted.
ancient greek ivy adjectives

κατάκισσος (katakissos), ivy-wreathed
κισσεοχαίτης (kisseochaitēs), wreathed with ivy, epith. of Apollo
κισσηρεφής (kissērephēs), ivy-clad
κίσσινος (kissinos), of ivy
κισσόβρυος (kissobruos), luxuriant with ivy
κισσοειδής (kissoeidēs), like ivy
κισσοκόμης (kissokomēs), ivy-crowned
κισσόπλεκτος (kissoplektos), ivy-twined
κισσοποίητος (kissopoiētos), made of ivy
κισσοστέφανος (kissostephanos), ivy-crowned, of Dionysus
κισσοφάγος (kissophagos),  ivy-eating
κισσοφόρος (kissophoros), ivy-wreathed, of Dionysus; luxuriant with ivy
κισσοχαίτης (kissochaitēs), ivy-tressed, i.e. ivycrowned
κισσοχαρής (kissocharēs), delighting in ivy
κισσοχίτων (kissochitōn), ivy-clad
κισσωτός (kissōtos), decked with ivy
φιλοκισσοφόρος (philokissophoros), fond of wearing ivy, of Dionysus

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Took a break from comics to draw my favorite ladies!! I’m not in love with how this turned out, but they can’t all be winners!

I do like how their outfits came out though. I may do more with those sometime.