You join the Teen Titans just as darkness begins swallowing the world.
With Trigon rising and the Justice League corrupted, who can you trust anymore in this Choose Your Own Adventure?
Teen Titans x Reader
Choose Your Own Adventure
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🎮interactive fanfic "𝑻𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝑻𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝑽𝑺 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝑳𝒆𝒂𝒈𝒖𝒆" by Cerf
📖 Episode 1 of ?
Imagine bouncing on Raven's D silly style b4 she grades her students papers.
Student: Ms Raven, are you sure this question is marked right? I misspelled a word.
Raven: Do you want me to deduct your mark?
Student: No...
Raven: Then don't ask.
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CW: Mentions of sex, riding, blowjob mention, teacher x teacher
LMFAO?? Not Raven being in such a good mood after sex, that she hands out easy As to her students because of it 😭
Raven is usually a harsh grader too, but once Teacher! Reader slides into her classroom and gives her a quickie at her desk, bouncing on that dick silly style and even finishing her off with a blowjob, suddenly Raven’s grading criteria is more lax. She’s in a such a jolly mood that when she comes across papers who are just abysmal in terms of grammar and spelling, she shrugs and stamps a huge A on top of it. The whole class gets 100s thanks to Raven’s post-sex mood, even the students who aren’t so great at English.
It’d be funny if she was like this during class too. She is just so relaxed and happy as she teaches the class. Usually they have to go over boring stuff like grammar and writing paragraphs, but Raven is still in her ecstasy state that she simply goes—
“You know what class, why don’t we watch the movie version of the book today?”
And everyone in the class gasps because they rarely ever get to watch movies in Raven’s class, let alone movies based on books.
But Raven is pulling down the projector screen and putting it on without a second thought. She hums happily to herself and goes to sit down at her desk, daydreaming about the absolute wonderful head Teacher! Reader gave her the hour before. She can’t wait to stop by her classroom after school to repay her for the mood she put her in. She truly is a different woman in this state.
A/N: Nothing romantic, just friendships, found family, and quiet connections. In this post you'll find headcanon about a platonic relationship with:
🦇﹒౨ৎ˚₊‧ Robin - 𝑫𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒔𝒐𝒏
⋆🐾° Beast Boy - 𝑮𝒂𝒓𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝑳𝒐𝒈𝒂𝒏
⊱🪷⊰˚ Raven - 𝑹𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒍 𝑹𝒐𝒕𝒉
⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆Cyborg - 𝑽𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒆
˚.🎀༘⋆ Starfire - 𝑲𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒅'𝒓
My first DC post, I'm excited! I hope you'll enjoy my headcanon<3
🦇﹒౨ৎ˚₊‧ Robin - 𝑫𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒔𝒐𝒏
He will do anything to make you feel like part of the team.
During the first few days, you definitely feel out of place.
The Titans decide to hold a contest to recruit someone new, and Robin thinks you're the perfect choice.
You see all the other superheroes who want to join, and you feel like you’re nothing compared to them.
When they announce you as the winner, you can’t believe it! But you did it! The other candidates were all desperate for attention and tried too hard to impress the Titans.
The first time you enter the tower, Robin tells everyone not to embarrass you—but of course, no one listens. When Beast Boy and Cyborg start asking you a million questions, Robin clears his throat, and they finally get the message. You smile at him and ask for your room. Starfire is the one who shows you the way.
Twenty minutes later, Robin knocks on your door to apologize for BB and Cyborg. “They’re not bad... just curious.” You smile and reply, “No problem. I just need five more minutes and then I’ll answer all their questions. I’m curious too! I want to know everything about the team. I want us to be... friends?” Robin smiles and leaves you to settle in.
During dinner, you talk to everyone—even Raven! At one point, you ask why they chose you. Everyone turns to look at Robin, and your eyes meet his.
He’s eating in silence, but when he notices all the eyes on him, he starts coughing.
“We needed someone with your powers... and someone who isn’t annoying. We already have Beast Boy for that.” → “HEY!”
You’re not fully satisfied with the answer, but you smile at your new teammates anyway.
The next morning, you’re not sure what time everyone wakes up, so you stay in bed and wait to hear some noise before leaving your room.
The first person you see in the kitchen is Robin. He’s drinking coffee, and when he sees you, he smiles. “Early riser?” He offers you a cup, and you accept. “I want to know everything about you,” he says, and you cough in surprise. “You know, I’m the leader. I need to know my teammates for training purposes.” You nod and start telling him everything.
Robin quickly becomes your best friend in the tower. You love training together and chatting about anything. He’s good with new people—he had to welcome all the new Robins when he was younger—so he knows how to make you feel at home.
There’s nothing romantic between you two—just a really good friendship. When the others make jokes, both of you get annoyed. Friendship between a guy and a girl exists!
Robin has a huge crush on Starfire—but no one knows it. Not even Robin.
One day, you try on his costume and he laughs at you. The colors don’t suit you at all, only the mask looks right. “Everyone tries it on at some point,” he says. “It’s a canon event for all the Titans.” You both laugh.
You try to make him realize his feelings for Starfire, but he insists they’re “just good friends with a nice bond.” You don’t believe it, of course, so you talk to Starfire instead.
Thanks to your subtle pushing, Robin and Starfire finally became a couple. You start calling them “mama y papa.”
You and Robin love to strike matching poses during battle. Over time, it becomes a full-on competition. You both try to do the best pose with the most dramatic catchphrase.
When you ask the team who’s better, they say you’re both amazing. Robin always replies, “I’m better! I taught her.” You: “The student always surpasses the master!”
⋆🐾° Beast Boy - 𝑮𝒂𝒓𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝑳𝒐𝒈𝒂𝒏
Beast Boy is like a little brother to you—annoying, but you love him anyway.
Your first meeting wasn’t great: he started asking you a billion questions and you didn’t even know where to start.
He immediately saw you as the mother figure he never had. When he makes jokes, you don’t react like the other Titans. You try to stay calm, understanding that all he really wants is attention.
You two love spending time together—whether it’s playing in the park or just watching movies. He transforms into a cat, and you play the role of the owner.
He teaches you how to play video games. When you eventually beat him, he’s stunned by his own teaching skills.
When he wants to play with someone, you’re always the first one he thinks of—because you’re patient and gentle with him.
When you’re sad, he stays by your side, even in silence (which is incredibly hard for him).
He shares everything with you—and I mean everything. “So I was walking, right? And there was this dog that pooped behind a tree, and then a kid started crying because he wanted candy, and there was a police car and I thought they were gonna arrest me but then I remembered I’m a hero and… I forgot where I was going with this.”
When he’s scared, he turns into a tiny green mouse and hides behind you.
Whenever you and Beast Boy do something stupid or dangerous, Robin scolds you like a disappointed dad. You two just look at each other and burst out laughing, which makes Robin even angrier.
Everyone thinks Beast Boy is a bad influence on you, but you’re actually worse than him. So when you both pull a prank, everyone assumes it was his idea—but it was yours. And he takes the blame.
Becoming friends with Beast Boy was almost instant. You went grocery shopping together once and came back as besties.
Beast Boy loves spilling tea with you. You talk about everything and everyone likes it’s a full-time job. When one of the Titans wants to know some gossip, they come to the two of you. If something juicy happens, he’ll say, “You make the cookies, I’ll bring the tea,” and you know it’s going to be good.
˚⊱🪷⊰˚ Raven - 𝑹𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒍 𝑹𝒐𝒕𝒉
Becoming friends with Raven wasn’t easy—you had to earn her trust first, and then become tolerable.
You gave her the space she needed, so gaining her trust didn’t take long.
The two of you have a lot in common. For example, you both love reading, so you start reading the same book together and then discuss it like it’s a sacred ritual.
You basically have your own little book club. Every weekend, the two of you go out to buy new books to read.
You introduce Raven to the world of fanfiction... and now you both share the fics you find about your favorite characters.
For your birthday, she always writes a fanfic just for you—dark, a little intense, and kind of twisted—but you love everything she writes.
Raven constantly complains about movie adaptations of books. She firmly believes that movies should follow the source material word for word.
She marks her books with color-coded sticky notes and highlighters, leaving little comments in the margins. After finishing a book, she gives it to you so you can see what she liked and what she didn’t.
Raven shows affection in subtle ways: fixing your hair when it’s messy, reminding you to wear a jacket when it’s cold, or silently handing you your favorite tea when you’re stressed.
She almost never says “I love you” or “I care about you,” but she shows it through actions—and you’ve learned to recognize them.
She loves listening to you talk, even about random, silly things. At the same time, she sometimes craves silence—but she won’t say anything because she doesn’t want to hurt your feelings.
When you sense she needs quiet, you stop talking and just sit beside her, resting your head on her shoulder, giving her all the space she needs to meditate.
Just to share more reading time with you, she tries genres she never would’ve touched before—even cheesy romance novels. And in the end… she kind of enjoys them.
When she’s not talking about books, she’s usually venting about Beast Boy. “He never stops talking. I wish he would just shut up sometimes.” Deep down, you know she doesn’t mean it—but you pretend to believe her anyway.
Her advice is unmatched. You always go to her when you need real answers—not sugar-coated words, but the harsh truth.
You spend countless nights together brainstorming fanfic ideas to publish on AO3 or Tumblr.
You’ve both gone through the Wattpad phase, and when you argue, one of you always brings it up. “At least I didn’t read stories where my family sold me to a mafia boss!” And then you both burst out laughing—because, of course, you both did.
She’s the kind of friend you wish you’d had back when no one seemed to understand you.
˚.🎀 Starfire - 𝑲𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒅'𝒓
With her, you literally get the girlhood you deserve.
The two of you love watching romantic movies together, and you always have to dry her tears every time something bad happens (mostly when it’s about animals).
Every morning and night, you do skincare together, and sometimes you put makeup on each other just for fun.
She likes dressing you in her pink dresses like you’re a doll because she thinks you’re as pretty as one.
You (sadly) have to tell her she can’t adopt every cat or dog she sees on the street because maybe they already have an owner.
She talks all the time about how cool Robin is, and you always listen to her. When she finishes, she asks if you’re interested in anyone.
She shares every post about feminism, war, and racism with you, adding a paragraph about what’s right or wrong in the post.
You two created the group chat “Titans!” where everyone texts even when the whole group is in the same room.
You both go to every protest for human rights. Complaining about the government is your favorite thing, and you’re probably the ones who started it.
Girly and feminist coded.
“Us? Feminists? We actually think women are better than men.”
You both like giving the men in the tower things that people think are for women.
You always shop together because the others don’t like spending a lot of time picking clothes.
Her way of showing affection is showering you with compliments, and she loves giving you little gifts.
“I saw this and it reminded me of you.”
“I bought this dress, but looking at it more closely, I’m sure it would look better on you.”
Her favorite gifts are handmade, so she always gives you cards or something made by her on your birthday.
When you post a picture, she’s always the first to like and comment: “My bestie slayed as always,” “Girl, you ate.”
She always checks if everyone is fine and tries to solve all the problems in the tower.
She’s the mother of the group. If everyone is still alive, it’s only because of her.
⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆Cyborg - 𝑽𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒆
You and him love to challenge each other at everything—especially after you beat him at video games one day.
With him, you can talk about everything on a deeper level. Like the meaning of life.
You’ve spent many nights arguing about things bigger than both of you, and sometimes you can’t sleep afterward because of the conversation.
He teaches you everything about technology and cars (even if you don’t understand much, you love listening to him talk about what he’s passionate about).
You’ve learned all the basics to fix things if needed.
He supports you in everything you do—but quietly. Even though he’s not very expressive, he somehow manages to show you he’s proud of you (especially when you beat him at something).
He likes to pat you on the head or use it likes a support for his arm.
You always have to wake him up because otherwise he’d sleep all day, but every time you do, you somehow “kill” him.
When he snaps at you after a bad day, he always apologizes the next day—either with a gift or a good breakfast.
He gave you your nickname in the tower, even though it annoys you a lot.
He’s like an overprotective older brother who would do anything for you, even if he doesn’t always show it.
He gave you the title of “manager” of the group because you’re the newest member, so he thinks you should organize the activities. (Actually, he did it so you could do what you love most—including the whole team—making it easier for you to settle in.)
He’s interested in your hobbies for a few days but then quickly gets bored.
You love cosplaying as Justice League characters together and playing pranks on the others.
At Halloween, you two always suggest matching costumes (Actually the other can't refuse your idea) and organize all the parties so no one feels left out.
He keeps a folder with all your best memories in his memory.
Like a protective older brother, he hates it when a boy or girl who seems untrustworthy tries to flirt with you.
You trip a little because you were too busy staring at your crush
Characters: Bruce Wayne, Kal-El (Clark Kent), Barry Allen, Diana of Themyscira, Arthur Curry, Hal Jordan, Oliver Queen, John Constantine, Roy Harper, Koriand'r (Starfire), Kara Zor-El (Supergirl), Slade Wilson, Kent Nelson (Dr. Fate), Rachel Roth, Zatanna Zatara, Wally West, Dinah Lance, Victor Stone (Cyborg) & Shayera Hol (Hawkgirl)
Bruce Wayne aka. Batman
- Bruce Wayne is a force of nature—stoic, commanding, yet with an undercurrent of gentleness that only a few ever glimpse. You’re captivated by him, the way he effortlessly blends into a crowd yet still commands attention. That’s why you don’t see the edge of the rug in the dim lighting of Wayne Manor, tripping gracelessly. Before you can hit the ground, Bruce is there, his strong hands gripping your arms with surprising care. “Are you alright?” he asks, his voice deep and steady, concern etched into his usually impassive features.
- His hold lingers for a moment longer than necessary, his sharp blue eyes scanning your face for any sign of injury. “You should be more careful,” he says, his tone soft but firm. There’s a flicker of something in his gaze—concern, maybe even something deeper—that makes your heart race. He steps back, adjusting his cufflinks as if to regain his composure, but the subtle way his eyes linger on you betrays his own faltering calm.
- Throughout the evening, Bruce stays close, his presence a quiet reassurance. He’s the epitome of subtlety—offering you a glass of water here, gently guiding you through the crowded ballroom there. His attentiveness is masked by his usual aloof demeanor, but you catch the fleeting softness in his gaze when he thinks you’re not looking. For all his carefully constructed walls, Bruce has always struggled to hide the depth of his emotions.
- Later, when the guests have departed and the manor is quiet, Bruce surprises you by breaking the silence. “You… matter to me,” he says, his voice low, almost hesitant. He looks at you, his usual stoicism giving way to vulnerability. “I’ve lost too much in my life to ignore what’s in front of me now.” His words are raw, unpolished, but they carry the weight of his guarded heart. You reach out, your fingers brushing his, and he lets out a soft sigh, his shoulders relaxing ever so slightly.
Kal-El (Clark Kent) aka. Superman
- Clark Kent is the epitome of kindness, his warmth as disarming as it is comforting. You’ve always admired him—his strength tempered by humility, his smile as bright as the sun he draws his power from. Today, as you watch him navigate the newsroom with his usual charm, you’re so distracted that you trip over a stray power cord. Before you can hit the ground, he’s there, catching you with effortless ease. “Whoa, I’ve got you,” he says, his tone gentle and reassuring, his strong arms steadying you.
- Clark’s concern is immediate, his brow furrowing as he looks you over. “Are you okay?” he asks, his voice soft but earnest. His hands linger on your arms, his touch as steady as his gaze. When you assure him you’re fine, he chuckles softly, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. “I guess I can be a little distracting,” he teases, though the sincerity in his eyes makes it clear he’s still worried.
- Throughout the day, Clark’s attentiveness is unshakable. Whether it’s fetching you a fresh cup of coffee or subtly guiding you around potential obstacles, his protectiveness shines through in the smallest gestures. His blue eyes find yours often, his expression softening every time. When you catch him looking at you, his cheeks flush slightly, and he quickly adjusts his glasses—a nervous habit that only endears him to you further.
- Later, when the hustle of the day has settled, Clark finds you in a quiet corner of the office. “You know,” he begins, his voice low and sincere, “I’ve faced a lot of things in my life—things I never thought I’d survive. But you… you make everything feel a little brighter.” He looks down, adjusting his glasses again, before meeting your gaze. “I just hope I can be as much for you as you are for me.” His words are simple but heartfelt, and when you smile, his grin returns, radiating the warmth of a man who feels deeply and loves unconditionally.
Barry Allen aka. Flash
- Barry Allen is a whirlwind of energy and charm, his quick wit matched only by the speed at which he moves. You’re so captivated by his boyish smile and the way his hands move animatedly as he talks that you don’t see the uneven sidewalk ahead. Before you can stumble, Barry is there, catching you with a speed that leaves you breathless. “Whoa, careful!” he says, grinning as he steadies you. “You okay? That was almost a total wipeout.”
- His concern is genuine, though his teasing grin never falters. “You know, I’ve seen people fall for me before, but this is a first,” he jokes, his tone light but his hands lingering on your arms just a moment longer than necessary. When you laugh, his grin widens, and his eyes sparkle with something deeper than amusement. “Seriously, though,” he adds, his voice softening, “are you sure you’re okay?”
- Barry’s protectiveness is subtle but constant throughout the day. He’s always just a step ahead, anticipating your needs with an almost uncanny accuracy. Whether it’s holding a door open before you even reach it or catching a falling book mid-air, his actions speak louder than words. Every time his eyes meet yours, there’s a warmth there that makes your heart race, and when he blushes under your gaze, you realize he’s just as affected as you are.
- Later, when the day slows down, Barry surprises you with a rare moment of vulnerability. “You know,” he begins, rubbing the back of his neck, “I’m not always the smoothest guy around, but with you… I feel like I don’t have to try so hard.” His voice is softer now, his usual bravado giving way to honesty. “I guess what I’m trying to say is… you make me want to slow down, and that’s saying something.” His cheeks flush as he looks at you, and when you smile, he lets out a breathless laugh, his grin returning with a newfound confidence.
Diana of Themyscira aka. Wonder Woman
- Diana of Themyscira carries herself with a grace and strength that feels otherworldly. You’ve always admired her, but today, as she stands in the sunlight, her armor gleaming and her smile as radiant as the dawn, you can’t look away. That’s why you trip, your foot catching on a stray root. Before you can fall, Diana is there, her arms steadying you with effortless ease. “Are you hurt?” she asks, her voice filled with concern, her dark eyes scanning you with a warrior’s precision.
- Diana’s touch is gentle despite her strength, her fingers lingering on your arm as she helps you steady yourself. “You must be more careful,” she says, her tone soft but firm. When you assure her you’re fine, she smiles, the warmth in her expression making your heart flutter. “It is easy to be distracted by beauty,” she adds, her words carrying a hint of playfulness, though her gaze remains steady on yours.
- Throughout the day, Diana stays close, her protective instincts clearly at odds with her desire to let you stand on your own. She’s ever watchful, her presence a comforting reminder of her strength. When your eyes meet, there’s a softness in her gaze that contrasts with her usual warrior’s intensity. It’s as if she’s letting you see a side of her few ever do—a side that cares deeply and feels even more.
- Later, as the sun sets and the world quiets, Diana speaks with a rare vulnerability. “You remind me of why I fight,” she says, her voice low but steady. “Not for glory or duty, but for love—for those who make the world worth saving.” She reaches out, her hand brushing yours, her touch both tender and strong. “You are more than I expected,” she adds, her smile soft but unwavering. “And I find myself drawn to you in ways I cannot ignore.” Her words are as sincere as the Amazon herself, and as you take her hand, you feel the unspoken promise of her unwavering heart.
Arthur Curry aka. Aquaman
- Arthur Curry has always carried the weight of two worlds on his shoulders, but you’ve never seen it diminish his strength or his humor. Today, as you watch him command the attention of those around him with his booming laugh and rugged charm, you lose track of your footing and stumble on a slick patch of wet tile. Before you can hit the ground, he’s there, catching you with a strength that feels like the ocean itself. “Whoa, easy there,” he says, his voice deep and warm, his golden eyes gleaming with concern.
- His hands linger on your waist as he steadies you, his brow furrowing slightly. “You okay?” he asks, his tone softer now. When you nod, his lips curl into a crooked grin. “You’ve got to watch your step around water, you know,” he teases, though there’s a flicker of something more in his gaze—something protective, maybe even possessive. “Next time, just grab onto me. I don’t mind being your anchor.”
- Throughout the day, Arthur is never far from your side. Whether it’s his broad hand brushing yours as you walk or the way he places himself between you and the crowd, his actions speak louder than words. When he laughs at your jokes or catches your eye from across the room, there’s a softness to him that contrasts with his larger-than-life persona. And when you catch him looking at you, his grin fades into something deeper, more thoughtful, as if he’s memorizing every detail of your face.
- Later, under the quiet of the moonlit ocean, Arthur opens up in a way he rarely does. “You’re different,” he says, his voice low and earnest. “Most people see the king, the warrior… but you see me. Just me.” His fingers brush yours, his touch warm despite the cool night air. “And I think… I want to be that for you. Just Arthur.” His vulnerability takes your breath away, and as you take his hand, his grin returns, softer but no less genuine.
Hal Jordan aka. Green Lantern
- Hal Jordan is impossible to ignore—the sheer confidence he exudes is magnetic, and his grin could rival the brightest star. You’re so caught up in watching him regale the group with one of his wild stories that you don’t see the loose stone on the ground. You trip, your balance faltering, but before you can fall, Hal is there, catching you with the ease of a man who’s saved the universe a dozen times. “Gotcha,” he says, his grin widening as he steadies you. “You okay, beautiful?”
- Hal’s teasing tone is paired with genuine concern as he looks you over, his hands lingering just a moment longer than necessary. “You’ve got to watch where you’re going,” he says, his green eyes sparkling with mischief. “Though I can’t blame you if you were distracted by someone as handsome as me.” His cocky grin makes you roll your eyes, but the way he’s still holding onto you betrays the softer side he tries to keep hidden.
- The rest of the day, Hal is uncharacteristically attentive. He’s always been protective, but now it’s obvious—whether he’s keeping an arm around your shoulders in a crowded room or using his Green Lantern ring to light your path. His usual banter is interspersed with moments of quiet affection: a lingering glance, a soft smile when he thinks you’re not looking. For all his bravado, Hal’s heart is open and unguarded when it comes to you.
- Later, under the stars, Hal drops the act. “I know I come off as this fearless guy,” he says, his voice quieter now. “But the truth is, I’m terrified of losing the people I care about.” He looks at you, his usual confidence replaced by sincerity. “You… you mean more to me than I ever expected. And I’m not going to mess this up.” His words are raw, vulnerable, and when you smile, he relaxes, his grin returning as he pulls you closer.
Oliver Queen aka. Green Arrow
- Oliver Queen is larger than life, his charisma and sharp wit drawing everyone in like moths to a flame. You’ve always found it hard to look away from him, but today, as he leans against the bar, his trademark smirk in place, you’re completely distracted. That’s why you don’t notice the stray chair leg in your path until it’s too late. You stumble, but before you can hit the ground, Oliver is there, catching you with surprising ease. “Whoa there,” he says, grinning as he steadies you. “Falling for me already?”
- His teasing tone is matched by the warmth in his eyes as he looks you over, his hands steady on your waist. “You okay?” he asks, his voice softening as he meets your gaze. When you nod, his grin widens. “Good, because I’d hate to think I caused you any trouble.” He steps back reluctantly, his hands lingering for just a moment longer than necessary before he releases you.
- For the rest of the day, Oliver is his usual charming self, but there’s an added layer of protectiveness to his actions. He’s quick to offer his arm when the ground is uneven and even quicker to shoot a playful wink your way when he catches you watching him. His sharp humor is balanced by the genuine care he shows in the little things, like the way he quietly makes sure you’re comfortable in every situation.
- Later, as the two of you find yourselves alone, Oliver surprises you with his honesty. “You know,” he begins, his voice quieter now, “I’ve spent a lot of time pretending to be someone I’m not. But with you… I don’t feel like I have to.” He looks at you, his usual bravado giving way to something more vulnerable. “You see me—the real me—and somehow, you haven’t run away yet.” His grin returns, softer this time, and when you step closer, he exhales, his shoulders relaxing as he takes your hand.
John Constantine aka. Hellblazer
- John Constantine is chaos incarnate, a man who carries the weight of the supernatural world on his shoulders while masking his pain behind biting wit and a cigarette’s haze. You’re watching him in the dim light of a dingy bar, his trench coat draped over his chair, the glow of his cigarette illuminating his sharp features. You’re so lost in your thoughts that you trip over an uneven floorboard. Before you can hit the ground, John’s there, catching you with surprising swiftness. “Careful, love,” he says, his rough voice laced with amusement. “Hate to see a beauty like you bruised.”
- His hands linger as he steadies you, his smirk softening into something more genuine. “You alright?” he asks, his tone more earnest now. When you nod, he gives you a lopsided grin. “Good. Though I wouldn’t blame you if you were distracted. Happens when I’m around.” His teasing tone is classic Constantine, but the way his eyes linger on you betrays something deeper—something he’s trying hard to keep hidden.
- For the rest of the evening, John’s attention is subtle but constant. Whether it’s shielding you from the bar’s more unsavory patrons or lighting your way with a flicker of magic, his protectiveness shines through his sarcastic façade. He teases you mercilessly, but there’s a warmth in his gaze when he thinks you’re not looking—a vulnerability that feels at odds with the cocky mage you know.
- Later, as the night winds down, John surprises you by dropping his guard. “You’re dangerous, you know,” he says, his voice low and raspy. “Getting under my skin like this… it’s not bloody fair.” He exhales, running a hand through his hair as he looks at you with uncharacteristic honesty. “I’ve got demons, love—literally and figuratively. But you… you make me think maybe there’s still a part of me worth saving.” His words are raw and unpolished, but they carry the weight of a man who’s seen too much yet dares to hope.
Roy Harper aka. Arsenal
- Roy Harper is the embodiment of resilience, his charm and humor hiding the scars of his past. You’ve always admired his strength, but today, as he adjusts the sights on his bow, his fiery red hair catching the sunlight, you can’t help but stare. So much so that you miss the loose pebble beneath your foot and stumble. Before you can hit the ground, Roy’s quick reflexes have you in his arms. “Whoa, easy there,” he says with a teasing grin. “Didn’t know I was that distracting.”
- He steadies you, his hands warm and calloused from years of archery. “You good?” he asks, his green eyes scanning your face with concern. When you nod, his grin widens. “Good, because I’m not sure my heart can handle the thought of you getting hurt.” His words are light, but there’s a flicker of vulnerability in his gaze that tells you he means every word.
- Throughout the day, Roy’s attention is as playful as it is protective. He sticks close, making jokes to put you at ease, but his actions speak louder than his words. He’s always a step ahead, ensuring you’re safe and comfortable. When he catches you watching him, he winks, his grin mischievous, but there’s a softness in his expression that tugs at your heart.
- Later, as the two of you sit around a campfire, Roy’s lighthearted demeanor shifts. “You make me want to be better,” he admits, his voice low and sincere. “Not just for me, but for you.” He looks at you, his usual cockiness giving way to raw honesty. “I’ve made a lot of mistakes, but you… you make me feel like maybe I’m not just my screw-ups.” His words are quiet but powerful, and as he takes your hand, his grip is steady, grounding you in his presence.
Koriand’r aka. Starfire
- Koriand’r radiates warmth, her golden skin and vibrant hair glowing like a living sunrise. Today, as she tends to a garden, her movements graceful and deliberate, you’re utterly captivated. So much so that you don’t notice the uneven stone beneath your feet. You trip, but before you can fall, Koriand’r is there, catching you in her strong, gentle arms. “Oh, are you alright?” she asks, her voice melodic with concern.
- She holds you a moment longer than necessary, her emerald eyes scanning your face. “You must be careful,” she says, her tone earnest. “I would be most distressed if you were harmed.” When you stammer out a reply, her lips curve into a radiant smile. “It is alright,” she says warmly. “I find you quite lovely, even when you stumble.”
- For the rest of the day, Koriand’r’s kindness and attentiveness shine through. She hovers close, her concern evident in the small ways she cares for you—offering a hand when the path is uneven or shielding you from the sun with her body. Her usual exuberance softens in your presence, her laughter quieter, her smiles more intimate. When she catches you looking at her, she tilts her head, her curiosity and affection clear in her gaze.
- Later, as the two of you watch the stars, Koriand’r speaks with heartfelt sincerity. “You are like the stars to me,” she says, her voice soft. “Beautiful, constant, and full of wonder.” She takes your hand, her touch warm and steady. “You make me feel at home, no matter where I am. And for that, I am most grateful.” Her words are simple yet profound, her honesty like a balm to your soul.
Kara Zor-El aka. Supergirl
- Kara Zor-El is sunlight personified, her optimism and strength radiating wherever she goes. Today, as she helps a group of children with their science project, her laughter ringing like music, you can’t take your eyes off her. So much so that you don’t see the toy car in your path until it’s too late. You stumble, but before you can hit the ground, Kara is there in a flash, catching you with ease. “Whoa, you okay?” she asks, her voice warm with concern.
- She steadies you, her hands gentle yet strong as she looks you over. “You’ve got to watch where you’re going,” she teases, her blue eyes sparkling. “But hey, if you wanted me to catch you, you just had to ask.” Her playful grin is infectious, but the way her gaze lingers on you feels more serious, like she’s trying to read your heart.
- For the rest of the day, Kara’s attentiveness is as natural as her kindness. She stays close, her presence a constant source of warmth and reassurance. Whether it’s brushing a stray strand of hair from your face or quietly ensuring you’re comfortable, her actions speak of genuine care. When your eyes meet, her smile softens, her usual exuberance giving way to a quiet affection that takes your breath away.
- Later, as the two of you watch the sunset, Kara’s usual cheerfulness gives way to a deeper sincerity. “You remind me of home,” she says softly, her gaze fixed on the horizon. “Not Krypton, but the feeling of belonging… of being seen.” She turns to you, her eyes shining with emotion. “You make me feel like I can be more than just Supergirl. Like I can just be Kara. And that’s all I want to be… for you.” Her words are heartfelt, and as you take her hand, her smile becomes radiant, like the sun breaking through the clouds.
Slade Wilson aka. Deathstroke
- Slade Wilson is intensity personified, his every move calculated and deliberate. Today, as he sharpens his sword with precision, his one good eye glinting in the dim light, you can’t help but watch. So much so that you don’t see the step behind you until you stumble. Before you can fall, Slade’s hand shoots out, catching you with a firm grip. “Careful,” he says, his voice a low growl. “You’re not as indestructible as I am.”
- He steadies you, his hand lingering on your arm as he looks you over. “What were you thinking, staring off into space like that?” he asks, his tone stern but not unkind. When you mutter an excuse, he smirks. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were distracted by me.” His teasing is subtle, but the way his gaze lingers on you is anything but.
- For the rest of the day, Slade’s protectiveness is quiet but unmistakable. He stays close, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings for potential threats. His usual cold demeanor softens ever so slightly when he speaks to you, his words less biting, his tone less harsh. When your eyes meet, there’s a flicker of something softer—something he tries to hide but can’t quite suppress.
- Later, as the two of you sit in the quiet of the night, Slade surprises you with his honesty. “You’re a distraction,” he says, his voice low and gravelly. “But for some reason, I don’t mind.” He looks at you, his gaze intense. “You make me remember what it’s like to care about something—someone. And that’s dangerous for a man like me.” His words are raw and unpolished, but they carry the weight of a man who rarely lets his guard down.
Kent Nelson aka. Doctor Fate
- Kent Nelson is an enigma, a man who carries the wisdom of ages and the burden of Fate’s mantle. His presence is serene, almost otherworldly, and you can’t help but be drawn to him. Today, as he consults an ancient tome, his golden helm gleaming in the soft light, you’re so captivated that you trip over a stray book on the floor. Before you can hit the ground, a soft golden glow surrounds you, suspending you mid-air. “Careful,” Kent says, his voice calm and measured as he gently sets you upright.
- He steps closer, his eyes searching yours with quiet concern. “Are you alright?” he asks, his tone as soothing as his magic. When you nod, he offers a small, almost shy smile. “Good. The world has enough chaos without adding unnecessary injuries.” There’s a warmth in his gaze that contrasts with his usual stoicism, a glimpse of the man behind the sorcerer’s mask.
- Throughout the day, Kent’s attentiveness is subtle but constant. He uses his magic to clear your path, his golden aura flickering softly whenever you’re near. His presence is calming, like the eye of a storm, and his rare smiles feel like small treasures meant just for you. When he looks at you, it’s as if he sees not just who you are, but who you could be—a potential that even you may not fully understand.
- Later, in the quiet of the Tower of Fate, Kent speaks with uncharacteristic vulnerability. “I’ve spent so much of my life serving the balance of the universe,” he says, his voice low and thoughtful. “But you… you remind me of what it means to simply be human.” He steps closer, his gaze steady and sincere. “You ground me in a way I didn’t think possible. And for that, I am grateful.” His words carry the weight of millennia, and as you reach out, his hand meets yours with a tenderness that feels timeless.
Rachel Roth aka. Raven
- Rachel Roth is a mystery, her dark aura both alluring and intimidating. Today, as she meditates in the corner of the room, her violet eyes closed in quiet concentration, you can’t help but be drawn to her. So much so that you trip over the edge of a rug, your balance faltering. Before you can hit the ground, a soft black energy wraps around you, setting you upright. “Careful,” Rachel says, her voice quiet but steady. “You should watch where you’re going.”
- She looks at you, her gaze calm but curious. “Were you distracted?” she asks, her tone neutral but her eyes betraying a flicker of amusement. When you nod, her lips quirk into a faint smile. “Well, try not to make a habit of it,” she says, her voice softening. “I might not always be here to catch you.” Her words are teasing, but the warmth in her eyes makes your heart skip a beat.
- For the rest of the day, Rachel’s attentiveness is subtle but constant. She stays close, her dark energy occasionally brushing against you in moments of quiet reassurance. Her usual aloofness softens in your presence, her sarcasm tempered by moments of unexpected kindness. When she catches you watching her, she raises an eyebrow, her faint smile making you wonder if she knows exactly what you’re thinking.
- Later, as the two of you sit in the glow of candlelight, Rachel surprises you with her vulnerability. “You’re different,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper. “You make me feel… calm. Like I don’t have to fight so hard to keep the darkness at bay.” She looks at you, her gaze steady but shy. “You make me feel like maybe I can be more than what I was born into.” Her words are quiet but powerful, and as you smile, her faint smile grows, her walls lowering just a little more.
Zatanna Zatara aka. Zatanna
- Zatanna’s presence is mesmerizing, her every movement imbued with an effortless elegance that feels like magic itself. Today, as she performs a small spell to entertain the group, her voice lilting as she speaks backward, you find yourself utterly entranced. So much so that you don’t see the loose rug beneath your feet. You stumble, but before you can hit the ground, Zatanna whispers a quick incantation, and you find yourself suspended in mid-air, gently uprighted by invisible hands. “Careful, darling,” she says, her tone playful. “Magic works better when you’re standing.”
- She steps closer, her sapphire eyes sparkling with concern and mischief. “Were you distracted, perhaps?” she teases, her lips curving into a knowing smile. When you stammer out an excuse, she chuckles softly. “Don’t worry. I’ll take it as a compliment.” There’s a flicker of something more in her gaze, a warmth that makes your heart skip a beat.
- For the rest of the day, Zatanna’s attentiveness is subtle but constant. Whether it’s conjuring a chair for you before you realize you need one or creating a small shield of magic to block an errant gust of wind, she seems to anticipate your needs before you do. Her usual theatrics are softened when she’s with you, her laughter quieter, her gestures more intimate. Every time your eyes meet, it feels like she’s casting a spell meant just for you.
- Later, under the moonlit sky, Zatanna’s playful demeanor gives way to sincerity. “You’re the one thing I can’t pull out of a hat,” she says softly, her voice laced with vulnerability. “You make me feel… real. Not just a magician, not just a performer. Just Zatanna.” She takes your hand, her touch warm and steady. “And that, my dear, is the most magical thing of all.”
Wally West aka. Flash
- Wally West is pure energy, his enthusiasm and humor as infectious as his speed. Today, as he zips around the room, a blur of red and gold, you can’t help but laugh. You’re so distracted that you don’t see the chair leg in your path until it’s too late. Before you can fall, Wally appears beside you in an instant, catching you with a grin. “Whoa there, beautiful,” he says, his voice warm and teasing. “Need me to slow down for you?”
- He steadies you, his hands firm but gentle. “You okay?” he asks, his green eyes sparkling with concern and amusement. When you nod, he flashes a playful smirk. “Good. Because if you’d gotten hurt, I’d never forgive myself.” His words are light, but the way he looks at you is anything but.
- For the rest of the day, Wally’s attention is as quick as his reflexes. He’s always there before you need him, whether it’s catching a falling object or pulling out a chair for you before you sit. His usual cockiness softens in your presence, his jokes more thoughtful, his smiles more genuine. When he catches you watching him, he winks, his grin wide and unapologetic.
- Later, as the two of you walk along a quiet path, Wally’s humor gives way to sincerity. “You’re my favorite kind of distraction,” he admits, his voice soft. “You make me want to slow down, to savor every moment.” He looks at you, his gaze open and earnest. “You’re the one thing in my life that feels like it’s moving at the right speed.” His words are heartfelt, and as you take his hand, he smiles, his usual energy tempered by a quiet contentment.
Dinah Lance aka. Black Canary
- Dinah Lance is a whirlwind of strength and elegance, her confidence as striking as her Canary Cry. You’ve always admired her, but today, as she moves effortlessly through the crowd, her laughter ringing like music, you’re utterly captivated. So much so that you don’t notice the edge of the stage until you trip. Before you can fall, Dinah is there, catching you with a grace that takes your breath away. “Easy there,” she says, her voice warm with concern. “Are you okay?”
- Her hands linger on your arms as she steadies you, her blue eyes scanning your face for any sign of injury. “You’ve got to watch where you’re going,” she teases, though her tone is soft. “But hey, if you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to go to such extremes.” Her playful smile is disarming, but the way her gaze lingers on you hints at something deeper.
- For the rest of the evening, Dinah’s protectiveness is evident in the smallest gestures. She keeps an arm around your shoulder in crowded spaces and subtly positions herself between you and any potential hazards. Her usual fiery confidence is tempered by a quiet warmth whenever she looks at you. It’s in the way her laughter softens when you’re near and the way her touch lingers just a moment longer than necessary.
- Later, under the glow of city lights, Dinah’s playful demeanor gives way to sincerity. “You’re something special, you know that?” she says, her voice soft but firm. “In a world full of noise, you’re the one thing that makes sense.” She steps closer, her hand brushing yours. “I’ve been through a lot, but you… you make me feel like it’s all worth it.” Her words are raw and heartfelt, and as you smile, she pulls you into a gentle embrace, her touch as fierce and tender as the woman herself.
Victor Stone aka. Cyborg
- Victor Stone is a balance of humanity and technology, his heart as strong as the metal that encases him. Today, as he works on a new project, his focus sharp and unwavering, you can’t help but admire his determination. So much so that you don’t notice the stray cable on the floor until it’s too late. You trip, but before you can hit the ground, a mechanical arm catches you effortlessly. “Gotcha,” Victor says, his voice warm despite the metallic undertone. “You okay?”
- He steadies you, his human hand brushing against yours as he checks for injuries. “You’ve gotta watch your step,” he says, his tone half-teasing. “But hey, if you needed an excuse to get close, you didn’t have to trip.” His grin is disarming, but the way his eyes linger on you speaks of genuine concern—and something more.
- For the rest of the day, Victor is quietly attentive. He adjusts the environment to make things easier for you, whether it’s dimming a too-bright light or creating a comfortable space for you to sit. His usual confidence is softened when he’s with you, his gestures thoughtful and deliberate. When he catches you looking at him, his smile becomes a little shy, a rare vulnerability that makes your heart flutter.
- Later, as the two of you sit in the soft glow of his lab, Victor opens up in a way he rarely does. “Sometimes, it’s hard to feel human,” he admits, his voice low and introspective. “But you… you make me feel like I’m more than circuits and metal. Like I’m enough.” He looks at you, his gaze steady and earnest. “You see me for who I am, and that… that means everything.” His words are quiet but powerful, and as you smile, he relaxes, his grin returning as he takes your hand.
Shayera Hol aka. Hawkgirl
- Shayera Hol is a force of nature, her strength and fiery spirit unmatched. Today, as she spars with another hero, her mace gleaming in the sunlight, you’re captivated by her sheer presence. So much so that you don’t notice the uneven ground beneath your feet. You trip, but before you can fall, Shayera is there, catching you with a warrior’s precision. “Careful,” she says, her voice firm but laced with concern. “The ground isn’t as forgiving as I am.”
- She steadies you with surprising gentleness, her intense gaze softening as she looks you over. “You okay?” she asks, her tone quieter now. When you nod, she smirks. “Good. Because if you’d gotten hurt, I’d have to hunt down whatever tripped you.” Her teasing tone is matched by the warmth in her eyes, a flicker of affection that catches you off guard.
- Throughout the day, Shayera’s protectiveness is both fierce and subtle. She walks close enough to shield you from potential hazards, her wing occasionally brushing against your shoulder. Her usual intensity softens in your presence, her sharp wit tempered by moments of quiet affection. When she catches you watching her, she raises an eyebrow, her smirk daring you to look away—but you never do.
- Later, as the two of you sit beneath the stars, Shayera’s tough exterior cracks just a little. “You make me feel… different,” she admits, her voice low and thoughtful. “Like I don’t always have to fight. Like I can just be.” She looks at you, her expression uncharacteristically vulnerable. “You’re the one thing in this world I’d fight for, not because I have to, but because I want to.” Her words are raw, her honesty breathtaking, and when you smile, she relaxes, her smirk returning as she leans closer.
Summary: The small Roth spending time with the small Wayne, the two boys start to have fun until Damian gets annoyed at seeing a boy acting a little too “friendly” with the raven he finds beautiful.
Note || Y/N is the little brother of Raven, hero name is Corvus. The Latin name for Raven.
“Roth..” Damian says looking at the boy in-front of him walking ahead with excitement. “Huh? Sorry Damian what were you saying?” Y/N says looking at Damian who kept his signature frown on his face. “Why must you be so excited for such…amusement..” he says, Y/N pouted.
“Damian..I’m excited because I’m spending this amusement with you! Plus I never really had fun in a fair.. or is this an amusement park? I never knew the difference.” Y/n admitted with with an awkward chuckle. Damian looked away from the boy, he felt his face getting heated as he gritted his teeth together. “Aye! Niños, don’t go too far okay?” Jaime yells as he sees the two boys being slight further from the rest. Garfield was already loose from the team. Probably doing something reckless or gaining mad tickets.
“On it! Cmon Damian, I heard there’s a game where you can shoot these fake ducks and win a big stuff animal!” Y/N says excitedly, Damian only kept his facial expression. Trying not to show too much emotion but his eyes showed curiosity. Y/N started to get distracted by things like cotton candy and music. Damian knew the boy wants to try the shooting game, so he made you focus on your so called “journey.”
Finally making to the stand, the bright light and colors made your eyes shine with joy. Damian looked at you, time felt slow when you turned to look at him. Was this what those main characters felt when those cheesy romance movies did the slo mo? Yeah this is how he feels. You point to a big penguin. “Look! Look! They got a big stuffed animal like I said!” Damian crosses his arms loosely, “I see Roth.” You immediately nod with excitement grabbing the shotgun that was plastered. You handed the man the money and got to business.
Or at least tried to get into businesses. You seemed to have trouble holding the shotgun, the man behind the counter showed annoyance. Damian gave the man hard glare to “fix” the man’s attitude which worked. The poor small Raven must have attracted attention as a boy that seemed to be your and Damian’s age walked in and started to guide you.
Damian narrows his eyes at the boy beside you who was showing you how to shoot. He didn’t like how the boy was looking at you, Damian crossed his arms. He couldn’t help but glare, but when the boy whispered something in your ear and you chuckled. He had enough, he pushed the boy aside and got behind you. His arms and hands already making sure you were positioned to shoot the ducks. Your eyes widen seeing his eyes trained in front while being behind you. Too close behind you.
“Y/N, focus on the ducks. Shoot.” And you did. You listen to his words perfectly which made him smirk. He backed away when you won the penguin. But what he also did next was pettiness as he also went and did a try at the game. Shooting perfectly without a struggle, getting you another big penguin. Your eyes were wide in admiration, meanwhile Damian glanced at the boy who seemed to scoff and walk off. Damian walked off smugly, wrapping an arm around the boy who seemed so happy hugging the two big penguins!
“Best night ever!” You yelled as you came back into the car with the team. Garfield was already sleep with Jaime almost being the same. Kory was in the driver seat with your sister in the passenger. Raven smiled seeing her little brother happy with two penguins. “Little crow, where do you get them?” She asked softly.
“I got one for myself with the help of Damian. But Damian got me another one.” You say with a soft smile. You then lean against Damian who stiffened at the sudden action. But he soon relaxed with a smile that was covered with his hand. He looked out the window, staring at the boy’s reflection.
“That was nice of you Damian. Thank you.” Raven says. Damian only hummed, still looking at the reflection of the Roth male who seemed happy. And that made Damian happy as well.
Summary | Sometimes, Raven isn't always afraid of her powers.
Words | 2k
tags | shibari, tentacle kink, technically teratophilia (Raven being half demon), improper use of magic, slightly dubcon (reader and Raven are both free use to each other), use of "pretty girl" and "anima mea (my soul), slight sensory deprivation, implied subspace, spit roasting, double penetration
Notes | I tried to find a gif from season 4 of Titans when Rachel (and Taegan) are 19 so this is all legal since I don't think there is a show where Raven is older than that, yet.
Note 2. Dick realizing he is technically a monsterfucker will never not be funny to me. Speaking of teratophilia, do you think Raven would be able to get her girlfriend pregnant? Especially using the tentacle method for penetration. Like her magic could pulse through the tentacles and deposit "seed" in her belly, getting her girlfriend pregnant. Because I absolutely do. But that might be because I watched a LOT of hentai when I was in highschool.
Note 3. I absolutely adore Tessenjutsu (Japanese fan fighting) and I would absolutely figure out how to train in it if I could.
Kinktober Day 9: Shibari & Tentacles
Masterlist kinktober2025
"Smash" The comment slipped out of you mid reach for popcorn during the Titans movie night and you were watching Deep Rising. The tentacle monster on screen, all writhing tentacles and gnawing teeth.
Dick snorts, throwing popcorn at you, "I can't believe you just said that. That is so gross. That thing would eat you."
"Don't yuck someone else's yum." You tease, tossing the popcorn into your mouth, sinking deep into Rachel's side with a grin.
"Yeah bro, mosterfuckers have been around for ages." Garth comments, making you laugh and point in agreement.
"At least since Ancient Greece." Victor adds with a teasing grin, making Dick groan.
Dick shakes his head, "I can't believe you. Whatever, I don't care, I don't want to know. Can we please just finish the movie without wanting to fuck the monster?"
The three of you snickered, only to burst into full belly laughter when Kori speaks up, tilting her head, "As an alien, am I not classified as a monster by Earth standards?" Dick's face going bright red when he realizes by definition, he is a monsterfucker,
"Alright, alright, play the movie." Your chuckles slowly die down as Dick happily presses play to move on from the topic and you glance up at Rachel, smiling softly before laying your head on her shoulder. Unaware of the thoughts that were now swirling in her mind.
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"Rae, where are you?" You call, peaking your head into the Tower library, spotting her sitting over by the fireplace, curled up on one of the beanbags, reading a book. "There you are. Whatcha reading?"
She looks up at you momentarily before looking back down at her book, "I was studying a new spell I found." She hummed as you dropped down behind her, wrapping your arms around her shoulders, laying your head on hers. "It has the potential to be very helpful in apprehending criminals."
"Have you tried it yet?" You ask, looking down at the book. Her translation spell on the text made it English, but that didn't help to explain what the hell it was talking about. Spell work always went over your head. You preferred your fans.
"Not yet, it only works if I have someone to use it on. I mean, theoretically I could use it on myself, but it wouldn't work as well." She states, waving her hand over the book to make an illustration appear. The caster standing away from the victim, black rope like objects coming out of the caster to wrap around the victim immobilizing them.
"Oh, looks fun." You chip playfully, ducking your head to kiss her neck softly.
She hummed lightly, tilting her head slightly to give you more space, "Would you try it with me?"
Smiling, you nodded, "Of course. Gym?" Standing up, you offer her your hand, helping pull her up and leading her towards the gym. "How do you want me, pretty girl?"
Rolling her eyes, she snapped her fingers and your outfit shimmered before being replaced by a sports bra and leggings, "Are you sure around this?"
Nodding, you let out a deep breath, "Yeah. Tie me up, pretty girl." You didn't mean for your voice to come out like a purr when you said that, but the flush on her cheeks was worth it.
"You're gonna regret that." She says teasingly, her eyes shifting as she began to chant. Thin black tendrils begin to crawl out of her back, slowly creeping towards you. A faint black mist began to fill the room, obscuring you from the room, obscuring her from you.
You shivered, feel something cold and wet curling around your ankle. You could feel it winding up your leg, feeling it slink and inch up your body, leaving a cool, wet trail.
You squeaked when you felt another tendril wrap around your forearm, pulling your arm behind your back and winding around it, crossing over to your other arm to bind them in place, "You alright, anima mea?"
"Fine." You swallow, ignoring the crack in your voice, unable to focus on anything but the cool tendrils wrapping further up your thigh and down your torso. You were keenly aware of every strand that wrapped around you like wet rope, securely wrapping around your body, keeping you immobile.
"Let me know if it gets to be too much. You know your colors." She states, and her voice seems far away, or maybe that was because of how foggy your mind felt.
You didn't even realize she had positioned you under the gymnastic rings until you heard the wet slap of the tendrils, one dropping down from above you to loop around the cuff like hold on your arms. Your had to shift your weight as the suspended tendril pulled your arms up slightly, forcing you to bend over slightly.
The tendril on your leg wrapping around your hips, knotting into itself as if to form a harness, and you came to the sudden realization that this wasn't just spell practice for catching criminals. No, Rachel intended to harness and suspend you. Something you had talked about in the past, but had yet to try.
The tendril around your top half and lower half met, weaving themselves together until they were one, leaving your body bound and unmoving, covered in the cold, wet tendrils that made your mind grow fuzzier. Almost like a soft buzz had settled over your body.
You cried out in surprise when another tendril dropped down from the rings, looping through the tendrils on your leg and pulling up until you were parallel to the ground. Not that you could see the ground with the black mist covering every inch of the gym space. Almost sensory deprivating.
You watched the mist shift as the tendrils pulled you higher, until you were nearly perpendicular to the ground, your legs and hip higher than the rest of you. And you thought, absently, that it reminded you of a scorpion, with your feet as the tail.
Rachel stepped into view with a smile, her eyes back to normal as she observed your bound form. The spell book hovering near by as she circled you, her hands running over your body and testing the strength of the tendrils.
"Color?" She murmurs quietly, stopping in front of you, her hand coming around to cup your face and tilt your head up to look up at her.
You blinked a few times, trying to get the fuzziness to recede slightly so you could process her words; swallowing thickly, and realizing how dry your mouth has gotten, "G-green,"
She smiles, kneeling down to kiss the side of your mouth, "Good girl. Do you wanna keep relaxing, or do you wanna play?"
She waits patiently for you to process her words, her smile never leaving as she observes you, "P-play..."
"I want to try something new. I think you'll enjoy it." She says, running her fingers through your hair gently, "You remember movie night, don't you?"
A whine leaves your throat as the memory of movie night, and more importantly, your comment about the tentacle monster fills your mind. She grins widely, pulling you in for a kiss before releasing you and stepping back.
Opening her hands palms up, you watched with rapt attention as squid like tentacles began to crawl out of her hands. Your eyes locked on them, feeling the heat in your body growing as they inched closer.
Whimpering softly, you shivered as the tentacles hesitantly brushed against your skin, before sliding against it. One sliding over your breasts, dipping beneath your sports bra, circling and brushing over your nipples. Another crept down your body, feeling over your body and the visible expanse of skin, to play with the waistband of your leggings.
"Open," Rachel calls, pulling your attention back to her. Your mouth falling open, and a moan tumbling out as tentacle slipped between your lips. It wasn't as salty or slimy as you would have thought it to be, but you supposed that was because they were created by Rachel's magic.
Keens spilled out of you as the tentacle slid under your leggings, the tip finding you clit with ease and beginning to circle it. Your body instinctively pulling into itself, trying to pull away from the feeling, though the tendrils tightened around you, keeping you from flinching away.
You cried out, muffled by the tentacle in your mouth, as another pressed against your core through the fabric of your leggings, feeling the fabric rip and tear as it presses harder. The fabric gave way, and its momentum sent it penetrating you with ease, making your eyes roll back.
Rachel's magic shifted, freeing her hands as the tentacles shifted to come from her back like the tendrils. One of her hands coming up to caress your face once more, forcing you to look up at her. Your eyes fluttering weakly, staring up at her.
She watched moans spill out of you as the tentacles began to undulate and thrust. Stuffing you full from both sides, the tentacle at your clit never stopping, even as you writhed and squirmed. Her eyes locked on your face, watching every sound and expression as her spell did its job.
Your eyes rolled back once more, falling shut as the weight of your head rested solely in her grip. Your belly feeling impossibly full as the tentacles pushed deeper, and you were certain, if you could look down, that your belly likely had a slight bulge.
"Oh, anima mea, you're being so good. Taking everything I give you. But you can take more, can't you?" She purrs, pressing a kiss on your forehead.
Whining softly, you attempted to nod around the tentacle in your mouth, making her smile. You watched, through blurry vision, as her eyes glow for a moment before you feel it. Choking lightly as the tentacles pulse, slowly swelling in rhythmic pulses that send heat straight to your belly. The tentacles pushing deeper, brushing against the back of your throat and the opening of your cervix, and you wonder through fuzzy thoughts, how much deeper she was going to push.
Your body felt like fire and ice at the same time. A fire raging beneath your skin, and the ice cold tendrils moving above it. Feeling your toes curl as you drew closer to your peak, wriggling as your muscles tense. A loud keen echoing through the room as your body seized, breath knocked from your lungs as you cum, hard and fast, squeezing around the tentacle in your core as it pulsed. The one around your clit never stopping, rubbing your through the waves of pleasure.
And you felt it, the way something slid through the tentacles, all of them, pushing through your opening slowly, careful not to hurt you, before they spilled. Something sweet and thick pouring down your throat and filling your cunt. Belly bulging from the shear volume of it, skin sticky and a wet shlap filling the air.
"There you go, anima mea. Fuck, you are so beautiful." Rachel murmurs. She sounded underwater, or perhaps, you felt like you were underwater. Her hands running over your hair and shoulders, gently trying to ground you as the tentacles slowly pulled back, leaving on the one still keeping you plugged and full. "Do you want down? Or just to hang here for a while?"
You didn't quite understand what she was saying, mind blank and a warm buzz under your skin making it difficult to think, but you knew you didn't want down, and shook your head vehemently, "Okay. We can just rest here for a while, and then we can sit."
It's your first day working for Bruce Wayne and it was something you didn't want to wreck in day one. You needed this job so you could stay in Gotham. You didn't want to leave as your father, Jim Gordon still lived here. You had walked in early that morning, about the same time as Bruce. You two had a small chat. Bruce wasn't used to people getting there early and was eager to find out who you were. Bruce asks you to get something ready so he could get on his way. You nodded your head and you both went your separate ways. It was definitely a good idea to get to the office a lot earlier then you needed to.
Superman - Clark Kent-
Your Bruce Wayne's sister and he asked you to go to a charity event in Metropolis. You didn't want to go as you wanted to look after Gotham while Bruce went to Metropolis but he knew more about the case that you were doing at the time so he needed you in Metropolis while he stayed behind. So that's how you end up talking to a reporter from the Daily Plant. It didn't start well as he dropped his drink all over you. You got chatting when you finished cleaning the mess off the front of your dress and you found out that he knew your brother. He said they had met a few times when he went to Gotham and when Bruce came to Metropolis. You got a bit drunk and he took you to your place and left when he knew you were ok. He was your knight in a suit.
Wonder Woman - Princess Diana-
You were working at the little café that you own and it was quiet. It had been a really quiet day and it meant you could deal with some of your personal problems. A guy walked in the café and was disrespecting everyone who was in the cafe and no matter what you did he didn't stop. But then she can to your rescue. She came into the café and got him out without making a really big scene. You were so grateful that you gave her a free coffee or tea and a muffin. She tried not to except it but you were too headstrong so she took her order and was no her way to her next thing for the day. Little did you know it was to save the city as Wonder Woman.
Green Lantern - Hal Jordon-
You were a flight pilot. One of the best though the men don't think so. They all flirt with you and think that they are the best but when you're asked to train the new recruits they get pissed. This is how you meet the smart ass, Hal Jordon. He always said flirty comments at you and had questioned you on some flight questions in front of the whole class. You answered every question correctly and when he didn't know how to react you reminded him that you were the person to get him into the army. He didn't like that one bit but it stopped the comments for the day.
Flash - Barry Allen-
You just moved back to Central City as you needed to move city's after you were kidnapped on a case. You're a cop and you now work at the local police station where your father works at. Your brother also came to the city but your father knows about him. It didn't start off too great though as you had nowhere to live and the only person you knew in this town brother but you didn't want to ask him as he didn't know you moved and you didn't want your father to find out about you. You find an apartment however and your next-door neighbour is an old friend but he wouldn't remember you. You ran into him in the halls and you both smiled at each other and introduced your selves to each other. While talking however you felt your hands start to heat up and you had to make a hasty escape to your apartment. Did I tell you; you were at Central City when the particle accelerator exploded.
Nightwing - Dick Grayson-
You didn't know what to do. You steal from big businesses to look after for your family and to try to fix what your father caused before he ran away from it all. You had heard of Nightwing but you were lucky enough to have never seen him before. One night though, after stealing a bunch of gems, you get to meet him. He's not as bad as the story's making him out to be. He trys to stop you from leaving with the gems and to put you behind bars but you are quicker than him and you got away really quickly. You were so excited that you almost texted your best friend Dick but then you remembered that you were both cops and it would look good if you told him you were also one of the biggest criminals in the city.
Red Robin - Tim Drake-
You had just moved in with your uncle Bruce as your mother and father didn't think it was safe for you in Metropolis anymore with Lex going crazy and trying to kill Superman. You hadn't been there in a while and when you get there to find that your uncle has adopted three kids and had a son with some lady that you hadn't met. It was really overwhelming to know that you're the only girl. One of them you're your age and his name was Tim. You both started talking to each other after Jason locked you both in your room. You found out you both like a lot of similar things. You ended up watching a movie on your bed while you waited for someone to finally let you both out.
Robin - Damian Wayne-
You've been friends with Jon since you were little kids and when he is friends with the new kid you also have to get to know him. You don't like him and he doesn't like you. He doesn't really like anyone. He reminds you of yourself when you first moved here. Maybe if you brake him down like Jon did to you then he might not be that bad. You tried that but he just got angrier with you and started to walk away every time you tried to talk to him. You hope it doesn't get even worse when you all meet up at Jon's place the next night.
Red Hood - Jason Todd-
You needed somewhere to live as you just lost your job and apartment and the only girl friend you had doesn't live in Gotham anymore. The only person you can trust is your brother, Roy but that may not work too well as you weren't speaking to each other after a fight about you living in Gotham alone after you had been forced out of the house by your parents. He wanted you to leave Gotham but you had so many friends here and at the time a boyfriend. But after the week you had you needed some good news. Turning up unannounced to his apartment may not go down well but you needed to do it. You turn up with tears running down but instead of your brother, another man opens the door. You ask for your brother but the man says he's out. You nod your head but instead of letting you go the man said you could stay there and wait for your brother. You agree and you both have a great conversation until your brother finally got home.
Batwoman - Kate Kane-
You had just come back to Gotham after you had left 10 years ago. You wanted to see your brother who is Bruce Wayne. You had left shortly after your parents were killed and you finally came back to Gotham. You didn't really speak to Bruce or Alfred while you were gone, so you thought it was finally time to talk to them again. When you get there, you are greeted with lots of hugs and are introduced to the rest of the people in his home. You found out your brother had made a new family for himself and he wanted to find you so you could join. You were quite happy to live with him again but there was one person you wanted more than a friend. And you're pretty sure she feels the same way.
Batgirl/Oracle - Barbara Gordan-
Dick wanted you to meet his girlfriend as you had been away for a while. As his sister, you needed to see who he was dating. You didn't really care about meeting the girl but you did it for him. It wouldn't be the first time, or the last, that you had to meet who he was dating that month or week sometimes. It was tiring, but this one stayed for a while so she must be good. So good that you liked her as well. Not just with Dick but for yourself as well.
Green Arrow - Oliver Queen-
Being shot at was always fun to you. It was exciting to know that one wrong move and you could die right there and then. When stealing something you would stay just that bit longer so the cops would have a shot at you. They always missed anyway, but when you hear about a Queen Arrow person that never misses you needed to meet him in person. Lucky he was easy to find. The night you were running on rooftops when you saw him. He jumped out in front of you and raised his bow towards you. Instead of standing there you quickly move as he shoots. You tell him he missed and he just smirked and said, "Did I?" Then the arrow when into your leg. You let out a scream and go to say something but he was already gone. It didn't go as you planned.
Blue Beetle - Jaime Reyes-
You went back in time to find your brother Bart Allen, who had done the same thing weeks ago in order to save your timeline. Nothing had changed in weeks so you decided to go back and make sure he was ok. What you didn't think you would see is your brother having fun with the Blue Beetle instead of just killing him. When you get to the cave that's what you find. You quickly run up to the Blue Beetle but Bart sees you and tackles you to the ground. He was pinning you down to the ground about to punch you when he sees who you are. He smiles so brightly that when he jumps off you, he runs straight to the Blue Beetle forgetting that you hate him with a passion. You grab Bart's arm and start to drag him away. Just as you leave, you turn back to Blue and think, 'why is the one that made my life bad so cute when he was my age?'
Supergirl - Kara Kor-El-
You were from Krypton and had been sent to earth before it exploded. You had met as a result of your adopted families knowing each other and both knew the kids they look after were from space. You met Clark first and you two were meant to get married when he was old enough but you didn't want that and you found out that he didn't either. He was now older than you and it made you both feel weird so you were ok to just stay friends. The moment the two of you locked eyes you knew you were going to marry the wrong cousin. She was your age and much like you, her pod reached years after Clarks. You met in your 20's and for you, it was love at first sight. You didn't know how she felt but it wouldn't be the last time you would meet. You both did work at CAT Co; you were bound to see each other there.
Kid Flash - Wally West-
Your families knew each other. Your mums went to school together and after they saw each other one day at the market they planned to come over to your place to have dinner. You both were too stubborn and you didn't hit it off to a great start. Then he started flirting with you and you flirted back. You didn't do it in front of your mothers but there was a bit of chemistry between you both. You both got closer together. You knew this would be the only time you would see him as you were moving to Central City the next day so you took the chance and kissed him. That end really quickly as your mothers walked in the room and he had to leave.
Aquaman - Arthur Curry-
You were at the beach with a group of friends when it all went downhill. Your little brother had been swimming next to you and when you turned back to him, he was gone. You were yelling for him but you heard no response. You start to panic and call out to your friends when you see it. A crowd had formed around someone at the beach shore and when you get closer to the centre you see your brother. You went fall doctor mode but just as you go to him, he takes in a deep breath. You quickly move to his side and make sure he's ok. You bring him into a hug and look to the side to see who had saved him. He was really cute and hot so you thanked him for saving your brother and hoped in your head that you would get to see him again.
Superboy - Kon-El-
You're Batman's sidekick and you were one of the first members to join the young justice team when it was first made. He was rude to you the first time you met him but the other four said that when you get to know him, he's really nice. You spent the day fight so you didn't really talk and when it was all over, he still had his bratty attitude but he was a little nicer to you.
Black Canary - Dinah Lance-
Your Oliver's twin sister. You weren't in the spotlight because you never needed to be so you weren't in the media much. When he 'died' on his trip, you had to keep the family together and you had to look after the family business. It never sat well with you thinking he died. You meet Dinah when you were with the Green Arrow. She was Black Canary and you S/N. (S/N = Superhero Name) Neither of you knew who you were under the mask but neither of you cared. You wanted each other with or without the mask.
Shazam - Billy Batson-
You had just moved school as the last one you went to you were bullied almost every day. On your first day at your new school you go in thinking the same thing will happen until someone changes your mind and you make friends instead of bullies. He was really nice to you and when you told him about your other school, he promised that he won't let that ever happen to you again. He made sure the whole day that he was by your side and never left.
Martian Manhunter - J'onn J'onzz-
You were just captured by your boss Lex Luthor. You didn't know what to do and didn't really try to fight it. When the Justice League gets there though you change your mind. If they were there then something big must be happening and even though you trust your brother to save you, you had some idea's in your head. You somehow got out, with no one knowing and just met the league at the watch tower. The only thing was they didn't all come at once. The Martian Manhunter was the first there and he attacked you thinking you were attacking the tower. Luckily your brother got there before he killed you. Wouldn't want a mad Superman.
Starfire - Princess Koriand'r-
Your father, Superman, wanted you to learn to how to control your powers but also wanted you to get to know people that were like you so he sent you to Titan Tower. You didn't want to go and just wanted to learn with your dad but he made you go so you made the most of it. You talked with everyone and everyone was nice back. There was one person that you really like and you didn't want to let that person go. She was the nicest and she was an alien like you.
Impulse - Bart Allen-
Running was something you always hated. When you had to do it at school you only hated it more. It was cross country day and you and your friend Jaime were waiting at the start line. You always run for about 2 mins or less and then walked the rest of the way. This year though, Jaime's friend wanted to run the whole way. You were not pleased. And almost made Jaime walk with you but you knew that he couldn't leave his friend by himself. You stopped but what happened next surprised you. Jaime's friend turned around and walked with you. You both talk the rest of the way and when you got to the finish line you found Jaime angry as he ran by himself. You all had a good laugh about it.
Atom - Ray Palmer-
Working at a café was your dream job. Owning one was even better than just working in one. You thought it would never happen but when it did you were over the moon. It was a day where not a lot of people were coming in but it wasn't dead either. Just how you liked it. It means you get to talk to your customers. It was the best part about working in a café. You got to meet some really great people, even date some. You had met someone the other day. He was a bright person and he was someone who walked past your little place every day. You were so glad when he finally walked in to get something.
Beast Boy - Garfield Logan-
Living in the woods always looked like a good idea to you but you wished you never did it. You were hungry and all you wanted to do was fix something. Anything at this rate. You were lucky when you found the Titan Tower. Only thing was, how to get in. You changed into a small animal and got inside. You were walking across the floor as a mouse when you heard a scream. You quickly run to their cupboard and wait for the noise to stop. Just when you think your ok, a green boy opens the door and stares right at you. He smiles and trys to pick you up. You quickly run away and everyone in the tower trys to stop or hit you. You just kept running until you saw the room with the boy's face on it and went inside. You felt save in there, so you stayed in the corner and waited till the next day.
Speedy/Arsenal - Roy Harper-
Your twin sister was going out to clubs all the time and you were starting to get worried about her. You didn't want her to get hurt so you started to follow her when ever she went out. She hadn't notice for about 2 months but when she found out she was really pissed. At least her boyfriend held her back. He was really nice about things. Thea kept yells at you the whole time you were with her. But once she calmed down, you and Roy get her back to the house and put her to bed. For the rest of the night you both talked and you found out the Thea wasn't the only one that liked him.
Cyborg - Victor Stone-
You went to a high school football game. You never went before but your best friends' boyfriend was playing and she didn't want to go alone. You had no idea how football worked so for the whole game you stayed quiet and watch the boys run around the field. There was one boy in particular that got your attention. He was tall and seemed to be the best person on the field. Your friend said his name was Victor and he was the most valuable player on the team. For the rest of the game you were looking at him and there were a few times he looked at you. After the game he came over to you and slipped something in your pocket before walking away. You get the paper out and see his name and a phone number. You placed the number in your phone before texting him saying hey and that you were the girl from the game.
Raven-
You always had this dark energy around you that always scared people away from you. You lived in jump city and even though your father created you to take over the world you didn't want to. Hurting innocent people wasn't something you would do. One day when the hive attacked Jump City and the heroes were all tied up, you helped. You didn't some you face as you didn't want anyone to find you, but you think Raven knew who you were because after she was at your doorstep. It scared you but she was there so she could help you like the Titans helped her. You got scared and told her to leave. It wasn't something you wanted to do but you needed it to happen so it didn't happen again.
