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anotherghoul666 · 2 years ago

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Okay fuck it why not

Ohmygod uh

OKAY SO ahem i hope this aint creepy or anything? Im so sorry bfhfbf

So the other day i was kinda daydreaming, right? And, i dont know why, but FUCK, my brain decided to summon you in my thoughts. And it all got heated up quickly. Like. Im short as fuck, you know? So first time we even saw each other I'd have to look up to see you in the eye, and that alone made me shiver. Then, mr brain skipped to the horny part already, cuz ofc im an impatient mf. So now you were showing me how to, fucking hell, how to kiss. Cuz yeah i havent even had my first kiss yet bxhxbhf. And shit i was so fucking nervous, in your lap, red as the fucking tomatoest tomato, shaking as the leafest of leaves. And you were so gentle, at first, guiding me, ordering me around a bit but not in a harsh way. Yet. Making me feel comfy with you and with myself.

And I'd ask you to bite me then. And fuck u did a fucking number on me, Hakku. Tattooed me all over. I teared up by the fucking bliss u put me in.

And then came, well, the spicier part, where you'd peg the fuck outta me, slow and deep, hitting the ends of me with every rolling and snappin of ur hips.

And id prolly woulda cum like 5 times already at least.

And when we were done, we cuddled and i got to kiss your freckled arms :)

Not anon cuz IM NOT AFRAID HUAHAUAHHAHA evil laugh (m shaking omfg bye imma havebreakfast omff)

Arson, Arson, Arson. You come in my asks with this much thirst. Off of anon. For everyone to see. When I know you. And I know some weaknesses of yours. And yet you offer yourself so willingly for me to flay you publically. I hope you recover one day from the fire in your cheeks, my sweet little arsonist.

Just the thought that I have weaved myself in your day to day thoughts, so much so you daydream about me. In your normal life, when logged off from tumblr. You got it bad uh? Someone's got a crush. How cute ;) It's too bad being cute will only get you so far with someone like me.

I would be so nice to you, indeed, at first. You got me down pat for this part. I'd give you space. I'd let you experiment with that you want. Kiss what you want. Touch what you want. Experience things at your pace, for now. Because I find your inexperience, combined with your sheer eagerness and unbridled thirst, to be an extremely cute combo. I would do everything in my power to make you comfortable, to normalize feelings, to hold space for your nerves. Maybe kiss the jitters out of you a bit. There would be no wrong answer, no wrong way to do this. You're just, learning.

But then, if you want some pain? Oh now you're playing with fire like the real arsonist you are. Brigning out my inner sadist on a first encounter? You love to live dangerously. I would bite you to tears alright. Can't let you leave a first experience without having something, or many, many things, bruises in this case, to remember it by. With you sat on my lap like you described, I'd use your hair to hold your face in the angle I want. I'd make you look me in the eyes with those gorgeous brown eyes of yours, forbidden to break eye contact and ask for me to hurt you. Asking might be the hardest things for you right? To say all these things you want out loud. Writing it is one thing. Saying all of this out loud is another. I'd read inside your soul through those deep rich pools in your eyes and pull out your darkest secrets, and make you say them out loud for me. Only when you'll have said them would I do anything. Bite you. Pull your hair. Whatever you want. You're gonna have to say it for me and that is unavoidable.

You know I have a thing for tears too, don't you? When a cute little subs cry, it makes me feral. Tears only make me deeply desire to generate more. If you start to cry, all I'll want will be to make you cry some more. I'll kiss your tears and taste their salt with the most predatory grin you'll have ever seen, and bite you some more to make you tear up again. Just you wait.

Now, in terms of pegging. First of all, you know I'd have been packing heat for you this whole time. You'll have had the visual reminder of what I'm gonna do to you, and how big I'm gonna be for you, this whole time, sitting on my lap on what I'm strapping. Second, you know exactly which dick I'd be wearing for you, because were just talking about this. I'll go easy on you with the more beginner one, but you know you won't avoid my knot. It will take the time it'll take, I'll reduce you to a dissolved mess of mushed brains and shaly legs and exhaustion, but you will take it for me. Because you're good, and you know I don't take no for an answer. There's only one way out of this, I've taught you about it, and if you don't say the word? You'll take the knot at some point.

I will 1000% aftercare the shit out of you after we're done. Cuddles, head pats, praise, a good debriefing so we can share about the experience, fluffy blankets, chocolate or your preffered snack, a warm shower, and lots of sleep. I'd take good care of you.

#asks #AnotherGhoul's confessional booth #I got consent for all this guys it's good with Arson #But also dear if you want me to take it down you let me know and I will

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bluboothalassophile · 8 years ago

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Give Me Back My Mind!

No, You Can’t Kill Them...

Raven felt stretched thin at the moment as she held up a shield between her team, the new kids, and their mentors. The sweat beaded her brow, sliding over her skin slowly as she continued her focus, she could feel it all slipping and then there was a smashing of rocks near where she was and everything snapped. Raven could no more contain it in time than she could prevent it as she felt her Rage-self slip through her control and the excessive power surge through her as the air cooled several degrees and the shadows bended to their mistress.

"ENOUGH!" she roared, her second eyes coming forth as she bared her fangs at the children who had been about to start a war here at the entrance, everyone gasped as they scrambled back, and their fear bombarded her.

"Rae!" Cyborg shouted, she turned as she shoved her rage aside and her feet hit the ground, her eyes narrowed on Terra, Jaime and Damian who were all standing there trying to look unruffled by her outburst but weren't hiding it well. Sighing she walked over to Damian and Jaime who had never seen her demon before and placed a hand on both their shoulders, both boy flinched but looked up at her.

"I'm sorry that I lost control, and you reacted well if this had been a threat," she assured the boys.

"Whoa! Did you see those eyes, and the fangs!" a boy blurted out gleefully and Raven looked at the young man dressed in a speedster uniform, white and red though, his crop of messy brown hair was sticking up at odd angles. "She totally scared you!"

"Shut up Impulse! I was not scared!" the other youngster of the group protested, but Raven saw the look in his father's eyes as Superman glared down at her.

"What's all the alarms for, it's too early for the bad guys," Beast Boy grumbled as he walked out.

"Welcome to Titan Tower!" Star barreled over everyone and everything as she released the blondes she had been holding back. "I am Starfire, this is Cyborg, Beast Boy, and Raven."

"It's Changling!" Beast Boy shouted indignantly.

"Get used to no one calling you that dude," Jaime snorted.

"I think this was a bad idea," Superman said suddenly and Raven sighed as she prepared to hear this rant about her demon heritage, but the Batman slipped through the group and looked down at her. Raven was very used to the 'Bat stare' she received it a lot from Dick, Tim, and Damian.

"We still require the apprentices to work with us," Batman said.

"Well yeah man," Cyborg said.

"You are free to come whenever you please, no one in this tower is held hostage," Raven said blandly.

"Good, Red Robin, Robin, Batgirl are all here for training, keep in touch," Bruce said as he handed her a communicator and then he walked away.

"Wait Batman! You cannot seriously be leaving them with that demon!" Diana shouted after him. Raven hid the pain in that statement, she knew that it wasn't often her temper got the better of her, but she also knew how this first meeting looked to the Justice League members; like she was an out of control monster.

"Raven is in perfect control of her emotions, and she'd never hurt us," Starfire quipped which had everyone's eyes landing on the orange Tameranian. "And we are here to help teach, Raven is very good at the teaching."

"I'm staying," Impulse shouted then zipped over to Blue Beetle and Robin. "So, doIget to beapart of thisteam? Whendo we havebreakfast?I'mstarving!Wheresmyroom?..." the kid gradually sped up to the point of being incomprehensible. Raven blandly looked up to Impulse's mentor.

"Does he always talk this fast?" she asked blandly.

"He always talks, and he's always hungry," Flash chuckled when his communicator buzzed. "Flash, Go. Uh-huh, on the way. Well take care of my grandson!" and with that the man was a blur of red and wind.

"I don't like this…" Superman muttered.

Cyborg did most the talking as Star herded the kids into the Tower so they could start their breakfasts, and the laying out the ground rules. When it had just been her, Nightwing, Starfire, Beast Boy and Cyborg it had been pretty simple. But now she knew they were adding in an element of teenagers, and drama, and hormones, and more than likely unspoken rules would be broken.

Before, the rules were as followed:

-Respect personal boundaries.

-No prying.

-Team training was not negotiable.

-And NO ONE entered her room.

Mostly, no one entered her room after the thing with Beast Boy and Cyborg getting sucked into the Nevermore, and the few times the others had accidentally ignited some magic in her room and it reacted poorly. Raven practiced Dark Magic, she was very good at it and she rarely had mishaps in what she practiced. However, like all Magic, Dark Magic was temperamental and expressive, it was a force of all it's own, and her particular Magic didn't take too kindly to others invading or touching and was known to react by locking others in other dimensions. Poor Garth, he'd been traumatized after his stint in another dimension. Raven had warned them though, and the last person to try to enter her room was Damian; she gave the boy credit for making it all the way to Malchoir before her Magic had activated and flung him out of her room. Foolish boy, he still tried to break into her room, but her Magic steadily held up against the little assassin.

Thinking of the assassin she pulled his unsheathed sword from his grasp as she tucked it into a pocket dimension.

"Raven!" he shouted at her in anger and she lifted a brow at him.

"If I cannot hurt them then you cannot kill them, and no weapons at the table," she warned as she walked past him. The boy growled but gave up arguing with her. Raven knew she had won, after Damian had tested her for his first month of coming around the Titan's Tower with Dick he had learnt she won every argument she got in.

"Alright, we will begin the introductions!" Starfire announced gleefully once all the teens were seated at the table.

"After we eat breakfast we'll start training, and testing, then dividing you into teams according to strengths and weaknesses," Cyborg announced.

"Upon Dick's return we will consult with our leader, do a reassessment of these teams," Beast Boy shouted. Raven just sighed internally, opting not to speak because she knew that no matter what the assessments revealed she was stuck with Damian, Jaime and Tim. The reason for this deduction was actually very simple: Damian trusted her and if it was anyone outside of Dick, Bruce and her he didn't listen (to anyone, and he barely listened to them as it was). Jaime's armor was fond of Victor, and Victor was Raven's second in command; and since Jaime's armor had had a few adverse reactions to Star or Nightwing, he wasn't switching teams. And then there was Tim, and the main reason she was in charge of Tim was simply because he and Damian needed to learn to get along and not try to kill each other all the time.

Everyone else was up for grabs though.

"I'm Jon!" the Superboy piped up then and Raven saw him take the initiative as the other teens carefully followed his lead.

Over all there were a lot of them.

"I refuse to take instructions from a demon," the new Wonder Girl spat when it came to her turn.

"That is not nice!" Star shrieked.

"Star, it's alright," Raven surrendered though she sensed the Bat kids tensing at this statement as Raven stood. "I do not expect you to like me, Cassandra Sandsmark, I do not care if you like me or not, but you will respect me. If only for the reason that I am senior here."

"Raven is one of the founding members of the Titans, she's more than earned your respect," Cyborg said softly as the quite fell over the table.

"Testing is in thirty minutes, finish breakfast, Jaime, you're on dishes," Raven said as she left the bombarding emotions and she left the children behind her as she took a steadying breath. They were just kids, they didn't know any better, and it didn't matter. She was a demon's daughter, but she was also human.

Funny how everyone overlooked the human part of her heritage.

Walking into her room she gingerly shut the door.

Careful not to let her emotions get the best of her Raven tried to center herself as she flicked her wrist to light all the candles in her room, filling it with a sweet aroma as she walked to her bed and collapsed.

She wasn't a monster.

She was just going to have to prove this all over!

Groaning she buried her face in her pillow and wished Trigon had managed to kill her for she hated having to continuously prove herself.

~~~*~*~*~~~

Bruce knew the JL questioned his decision to send the 'sidekicks' off to learn with a demoness as their mentor, but in truth Bruce had seen the footage of Raven's battle with Trigon (there was nothing he didn't have regarding the Titans for the safety of his own children), and for a fourteen year old she had shown far more power and restraint than he had ever thought possible. He also saw a bit of Jason in her, the misunderstood, alone, and desperately seeking a place in this world.

Dick described her as reserved, as a calming, logical force who could have him seeing things in a new light.

Tim thought her to be a mystery worth unravelling, but Raven had always held steadfast against Red Robin's constant digging.

And Damian, Damian who did not like anyone, found her admirable, and trustworthy, she was also patient with him.

Bruce had figured out six years ago that Raven was a good force, and he was trying to get the other Leaguers and their children to see that. Bruce had hopes that if he could get her to be seen in a different light, by most of the League members, then he could possibly persuade her and Cyborg to come up to the JL. Cyborg went with Raven, Dick had made that very clear and the few approaches the JL had tried on Cyborg, the young man stated as much.

Raven would be an excellent addition to the League though, her abilities, and her knowledge… she'd be an excellent magic consultant along with Zatanna, Constantine, and Dr. Fate, and the few other odd magicians the League had acquired.

However, the prejudices against the young woman, while understandable, were getting a bit out of hand. Which was a part of the reason Bruce had asked for the Titans to become more of a mentoring program than the JL.

Also… it was Bruce's sincerest hope to prevent another Jason. He didn't want anyone in the League to feel the anguish which came from burying their child because they weren't fully ready. And despite all of Jason's skill and fineness he hadn't been ready. Jason had also had that darker edge, and Bruce had never quite figured out how to curb it or dull it. Even when Jason had been Red Hood, he hadn't known how to get through to the boy.

And Bruce was seeing a few more kids like Damian and Jason being taken in by other Leaguers and he really wanted to prevent a death here. Dick had agreed to help, and by opening up the Titans as mentors; because most of them hadn't had mentors, it was a chance for productive growth.

Anyone who could connect to Damian, Dick and Tim could not be completely evil!

Then there was his personal reason for wanting his group of kids to be here rather than in Gotham. But he'd worry about it later.

~~~*~*~*~~~

He was a bit relieved that with his equipment and view of the Tower, he was able to see what the ruckus was all about from his living room, and he was a bit relieved for having delayed his plans a bit. All the adults had been there, and while the adults didn't scare or intimidate him, he wasn't overly fond of the idea of encountering his former mentor or running into a pissed off Kryptonian.

Though he had a feeling that the Kryptonians were unavoidable now, he counted two for sure, but one he suspected to be a Kryptonian or an Amazon.

It wasn't much of a problem, not really, but it just made a bit more work for him as he watched the Tower for a bit.

His phone buzzed and he picked up the voice modulator as he answered.

"You know she's got some bloody, and brilliant magic, right?" his contact droned.

"Just tell me you have it done and I can pick it up," he replied as he continued examining the Tower for signs and hints as to what was going on there.

"Yeah, yeah, it's not going to keep you in her room if she put serious wards in there, but it'll be enough for you to get in and get out," the other man sighed.

"That's all I need," he smirked.

"We're even now," the other cockily declared.

"Not even close, just put it in the usual drop box, I'll pick it up tonight," he smirked and hung up the line. The thing about making friends in low places was that they sometimes had good uses.

Now he just needed to steal some Kryptonite…

The Titans would never know what hit them.

~~~*~*~*~~~

"Now that everyone is settled in with their rooms there are rules," Star spoke up as the kids, now dressed in training gear rather than uniforms all stood in the Titan's massive, multilevel gym. It was set up for gymnastics, flying, aerial combat, sparring, working out, and most importantly power use; which was tricky to engineer, but worth it.

"Raven, if you would," Beast Boy gestured to her and she frowned; of course, being second in command of the Titans would mean she'd have to talk about the rules Dick had given her.

"Rule One: boys are not allowed in girl dormitories, and girls are not allowed in boy dormitories. The legal age for this to change is eighteen at which point you will be moved to the upper living quarters, if you should choose to stay with the Titans for more learning. And do not think you will be able to get around this rule, I set up the wards myself, and none here are versed in Magic so do not try to tamper with them.

"Rule Two: there is to be no physical fighting within the Tower outside of the gym and the agility courses and training, if I catch anyone, (Damian), trying to instigate a fight anywhere but the gym or the O course, your life is mine.

"Rule Three: there will be a chore rotation set up, do not think for a minute that you can get out of your chores. Everyone will be doing chores, including the founding Titans when we're here.

"Rule Four: No One is to enter restricted access areas, (Tim, Stephanie, Damian), trying to hack them will be cause for punishment, and do not think you can escape without being notice; Barbara is setting up our security, short of the Oracle or Overwatch or Cyborg hacking in, you're not getting in.

"Rule Five: on missions, you will listen to your team captain and their second in command. We are not your mentors, we are not your guardians, and showing off is not tolerated on any level here. your mentors aren't here to bail you out should you need it, and we, the founders, aren't willing to die so you can prove to your mentor you're ready, (Damian).

"Rule Six: language will be appropriate, school work will be done, mentors will be checking in, and bathrooms are to be clean. No exceptions, no arguments, and should you not follow this rule we will be washing your mouths out with soap, benching you from all Titan's work, send you home with escorts, and be handing you toothbrushes for cleaning. This is Dick's rule and don't think it won't be enforced.

"And Lastly Rule Seven: Absolutely, NO ONE Is Allowed In MY ROOM. If I should catch you there it will be cause for immediate dismissal from the Titans, if you survive my room and my wrath. DO NOT test me," she growled the last rule lowly which had several kids looking confused but Raven refused to have to deal with some idiot teenager dying, getting sucked into another dimension, or blasted because they were messing around in her room. Been there, done that, she'd prefer not to have a repeat if possible.

"Now that that's over," Cyborg smiled. "We're now going to test your abilities and decide who goes to what team."

"I thought we were working with Nightwing," Superboy grumbled and Raven lifted her brow at the boy who was glaring pointedly at Damian.

"No, Nightwing is the ultimate leader, but the two teams we will be dividing into are Raven's and Starfire's, with Beast Boy and myself as second in commands," Cyborg explained.

"Why are the girls team captains?" Impulse blurted out.

"Because Raven is second in command of the Titans, and Star's older than Beast Boy," Cyborg chuckled. Raven softened a bit seeing her green friend scowl at this revelation. "And I'm always Raven's second in command."

"I see, this is alright then," Cassandra shrugged as she leant back and smirked at the group. Raven could only see coming troubles.

"Now let us begin!" Star gleefully bounced. "Joy," Raven sighed.

"How are you testing us?"

"You will be sparring us," Beast Boy smirked then and she swore she saw several malicious looks thrown around the room.

"All at once? No offense but we're League apprentices and we can kick your butts," Supergirl said.

"Let us test this, Damian, Terra and Jaime will be sitting this out, we know what you can do and we don't need someone accidentally dead," Cyborg chuckled.

Raven saw Damian scowl but sensed the boy's disinterest. He was far too well trained to find any of them a true opponent, and after his run in with Talon and the Court of Owls, he was trying really hard not to be lethal. It would be best not to tempt him, but Raven knew he'd want something to do, but she couldn't think of anything so she watched him go.

"So, who wants their butt whooped first?" Victor smirked once they were down their kids.

~~~*~*~*~~~

It was well after midnight when made his way to the drop spot he had with his contact. Picking up the package he inspected it carefully then lifted the note.

'No promises, but it should last for a minute.'

He tucked the package in his jacket before he was again straddling his bike and he tossed the note as he rode through the city. It was so quiet here, it was a bit eerie, the fog was rolling in and the cool night air filled his lungs as it cleared his head.

He was making his move tonight, it was the only time that made sense because of the numerous kids there now. Well, they weren't kids, but they weren't Titans either and while he was all for a fight, he knew there were only so many hits from a Superbrat he could take before he was K.O.'d, and that wasn't pleasant.

Also, he knew that whatever his contact had sent him wasn't likely to last long; Magic was tricky this way but Jason was coming to accept it as a part of his life. There was much in these many worlds which was more Magic based than science and it was an unknown. Besides, after half the shit he'd seen he couldn't not believe in Magic, though he knew it was harder for the Bird Brains and Bats to accept.

Pulling into his hideout he slid off his bike as he started changing. He'd modified his brother's costume over the years, mostly because he felt ridiculous in spandex and shit. Also, he was not bullet proof and in his line of work, bullet proof was a necessity.

Pulling on the black gear, the red X on the armor he did a double check. The utility belt wrapped around his hips, other weapons and necessities he'd accumulated were tucked away in extra pockets on his cargo pants, and his boots were tied securely. As Bruce had taught him: he might not be the strongest, or the fastest, but he sure as hell was the most prepared.

Once he was satisfied that none of his gear would leave a lucky spot for a Titan to land a lucky blow on him he grabbed his black leather jacket and pulled it on before grabbing the skull mask he'd modified into a helmet. Straddling his other bike, he did a double check again and then he revved the engine before roaring out of the garage.

Slowly he pulled his bike to the outside gate of the Tower, in a blind spot he was surprised hadn't been fixed and looked at the time.

It was three in the morning, all the lights in the tower were off. Pulling out his package he looked it over before he slowly opened the envelope open and found himself looking at a red x necklace. Grumbling a bit, he slipped it over his head and tucked it under his jacket, here's hoping that the magic worked and didn't get him killed, he thought before standing.

His eyes narrowed on Raven's room and he took a steadying breath before his hand fell to the belt.

~~~*~*~*~~~

By midnight the teams were decided and would be finalized when Nightwing was here to look them over and approve.

Exhaustion had her stumbling to her bed and collapsing. She was already emotionally strung out and her mental shields against all the emotions around her were already wearing thin by the time the end of the day had come. Fucking teenagers! She remembered why she didn't like them, and she also remembered why she wasn't overly fond of League brats.

Every one of the super strength ones had come at her with everything they had, Raven felt fairly certain that they were all taking something out on her for her heritage or something, and she didn't care. Their prejudices were out of hand and they all made their contempt for her known. Frankly it annoyed her that no one looked at her and saw her, they just saw the demon Zatanna said she was.

Sighing Raven rolled onto her back and stared up at her ceiling.

She'd gone to the League about her father first, she reminded herself. Zatanna had driven the League's dislike of her, and at twelve Raven hadn't had the courage to fight them. No, she'd bolted, immediately, her empathy had sensed all their hostile attitudes and rather than having to deal with them she had run.

It had brought her here, and about a year later Dick had shown up and he was making an unintentional team, she'd been pulled in by the warmth, the joy, the care, and the laughter there. They formed the Titans, and she was accepted, demon and all.

The League had disliked her, but Dick and her friends had steadfastly held up against the League and made her second in command of the Titans. It was a big deal and it had royally pissed of Zatanna.

Now Raven was dealing with the backlash of a pissed off Magician and teens who were making their dislike of her known. Sighing Raven closed her eyes as she let sleep drown her and the welcoming darkness consume her.

She'd take a shower in the morning.

~~~*~*~*~~~

Lightly landing in the general area of Raven's quarters he felt the X around his neck start burning. Hurrying towards a door he knew was raven he slid it open before soundlessly moving through her room.

She had a ton of books, he wasn't surprised honestly, but he felt this could be problematic as he felt the X burning hotter. A muffled moan from the bed had his head snapping over to there where he saw her sprawled out. Tensing for a moment he waited, she didn't wake, he turned his attention back to finding the book.

The picture he had already told him what he was looking for but the question was where she'd put it. His eyes scanned over the shelves swiftly, and then he looked around them just to make certain. Turning back to the giant bed he noticed the books on the nightstands and he cautiously moved to inspect them.

Not here, moving to the other stand, the one which put him closer to Raven he found what he was looking for.

The X was searing hot now, and he could now feel pushes against him; he was assuming it was her magic.

His hand grabbed the book and he looked over at her.

Dark eyes were wide and staring at him, he tensed.

~~~*~*~*~~~

She had woken up feeling a push on the magic in her room, an invasion of urgent emotions on her open psyche, and now she was staring into a set of white optics on a skull mask with a red X slashed over an eye.

For a moment, her brain was stunned to even see him; she'd thought he was dead, but then the fury built up that he was in her room.

"Miss me sunshine?" his cocky modulated voice asked as he grabbed her Azarath book and bolted.

The exhaustion she felt flew out the window as she tore after him in her pajamas. Fuck! Was her only thought, her powers surged through her as they went to the roof.

"STOP!" she roared, her fear of her book, and what it held filling her as the shadows came to life, X turned to her and gave a mock salute as he fell off the side of the building, she ran and dove after him.

He couldn't get away!

The Nevermore was in that book!

She watched him disappear in thin air but her empathy was latched onto him as she flew low to follow where he reappeared.

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