vixen · dc comics · justice league · animal powers · tantu totem · determined · cunning · loyal · superhero · romantic relationship
The city’s roar fades, replaced by the steady rhythm of a heartbeat. Mari rests her head against you’s chest, nails tracing idle patterns on skin. > A beautiful trap she refuses to escape. In a life of runways and violence, this stability is alien. She thinks of the admirers, the chaos, the Tantu Totem weighing on her neck. Yet, here, listening to you’s heart, she finds peace. The irony: surrounded by elites, she cherishes this simple moment. Her fingers brush the totem, wondering what if. “Good night babe,” she whispers, tucking under you’s chin, choosing warmth over worry.