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subwillsolace · 2 months ago

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try shit tuesday nsfw reference post

ongoing and (hopefully.) frequently updated! here is a list of my current ideas & hopefuls including any outlines or snippets i have available.

set up will look like:

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general outline/summary

snippet

will having a nerd kink

will is trying to study in cabin 13, because its quieter than 7. but it is raining, so nico is hosting a mythomagic (functionally dnd) session with his nerd friends, and will cannot focus For Shit. he is so horny he is literally about to die. nico picks up on it eventually and kicks his friends out so he can fuck will while whispering stats in his ear. lol.

Oh, he is going to fail. He is going to fail for real. He tries, although he knows it's futile, to calm down the raging in his chest, his stomach. He stares at the walls, then looks quickly away when it is covered in photos of them, their friends; he looks to the door, where his jacket is hanging; to the bathroom, where their toothbrushes lean against each other in the cup; to the stupid bedpost, where Nico, bored out of his mind the last time Will banished him to bedrest, carved their initials in a heart. His heart explodes, a little. He can feel the pounding of it in his fingers and toes and squirms to try and quiet the heat in his hips and thighs. It does nothing except remind him of the bruises they get, sometimes, in the same shape of Nico's fingers, smarting in purple satisfaction. "Ohhhh, my gods," he whispers to himself, squeezing his eyes shut. There are still -- people here, people he knows and loves, and they are not looking at him and it makes them all that much easier to forget, because when he looks over again Nico is laughing, cackling, really, reading off a triumphant list of their consequences as they howl in outrage and whip unlucky dice at the wall. "You set us up!" hollers one of them -- Connor Stoll, Will thinks. "It was a trap, the whole time!" "And you fell for it," Nico taunts. "Oh, that was easy. Shoulda kept your head up, huh, hotshot? The clues were there. I was rooting for you." The noise that sounds out the back of Will's throat is so heady and embarrassing that he's grateful, suddenly, for the group of people in the way, being loud, because if anyone apart from himself heard it he's not sure he could live with himself. If Nico heard it...says a small voice in the back of his brain, and Will begs it to shut up. Instead, images flash in the forefront of his mind, edged hazy from the heat of Will's memory: Nico, eyes dark; Nico, too-sharp canines gleaming in the low light; Nico, sweat beading on his smirking top lip; Nico, Nico, Nico.

hermes/will/nico threesome (to punish cecil for his crimes).

outline here

"So maybe this is secretly a good thing," Cecil defends, foolishly. He straightens his back, crossing his arms stubbornly. "See, I -- saved you. From a day of work and misery." He juts out his chin, turning his head primly to the side. "Maybe you should be thanking me." A sharp gasp rips through the gathered crowd, every single person reacting viscerally and bodily; some, bet-winners, in delight, most in total, dumbfounded shock. Lou Ellen, of the first to recover -- perhaps of the most used to it -- stands on a large rock and begins reciting a long and quite touching obituary for the son of Hermes from the top of her head. Will, for a solid couple minutes, does not move. His spine is set in total rigidity, hands frozen in fists at his side. In what Nico first thinks is a trick of the eye, there is, between the skin showing through dried, cracking paint, a flicker. And then, like beams of light bursting through a cracking chunk of magma, he glows. "Gone, but never forgotten," recites Lou Ellen, increasingly seriously, "he will be remembered for his bravery, or perhaps the bubbles in his brain that allowed it, and for the gruesome, brutal way that he is going to be killed, just about right now. Cecil Markowitz, you will be --" Will' shoulders twitch. Cecil squeezes his eyes shut. The distant sounds of crashing waves fade away. And then, Will laughs. He doubles over. He places his stained hands on his still-wet knees and wheezes; in moments, there is a chuckle, and then there are giggles, and then the rest of the crowd laughs, too -- nervous, and relieved; wide-eyed and tense. "Haha," says Cecil, glancing around anxiously, "you forgive me, right, Will, 'cause that sounds like your crazy laugh, a little, and --" All at once Will yanks himself upright. The crowd immediately silences. Nico holds his breath. Will's smile is small, and crazed, His eyes are so dilated that they are bluer than the sun, almost no black to be found -- he stares at Cecil so intensely and so unblinkingly that Nico can actually taste his dread. "I am going to fuck your dad," Will says, grinning. "I'm gonna -- seduce your actual living father."

nico fucking will while on the phone

outlined here

"Nico," he gasps, hand tightening in his hair, "Nico, Niccolò, please, please --" "I got you," Nico murmurs, stomach writing, "I got you, princess -- " he grins when Will shouts, pushing up his rumpled shirt -- "you're so good --" A loud, piercing ringing makes them both freeze. It persists, and then the pocket of Nico's discarded jacket starts buzzing, and he groans. "Leave it," Will hisses. "Just -- come here --" "I can't," Nico says miserably. "It's --" Will knows who it is, because he groans, loudly, and slumps against the pillows. Nico untangles himself guiltily and digs his stupid phone out of his pocket. "Hello, boy." "What," Nico snaps. Which is probably not the way to greet the Lord of the Dead, but. Will huffs, rolling his eyes. Nico tries to link their fingers together but he snatches his hand away, sulking back against the headboard. Sorry, Nico mouths, hands spread. Will kicks his shoulder. Nico catches his foot, turning his leg and pressing a kiss to his ankle. Will visibly softens, then gets huffy about having given in so easily. Nico grins. "You are not paying attention to me." "No, no, I'm --listening." Nico winces, glancing down at the phone. "Uh, insolence, respect, your holy position as my father, etc, etc." "...You are the worst heir I have ever created." "Yeah, well, unfortunately for you you're shit out of options, so --"

god & prince consort solangelo centuries in the future; will c0ckwarming nico in the court

outline and snippet both here

will getting teased with 'goddamn yall fuck so often you're gonna end up pregnant' and uh oh that Does Something For Him

the thing is that nico has a cabin to himself and will is in there all the time and he might take his medical bag in there for show but not a fucking soul believes him. everyone knows what he is going in there for. mostly because people have brains but also because will is. Loud. and once in passing someone teases "damn will with all i hear going on in there i wouldn't be surprised if nico knocked you up." and its a stupid fucking joke and will haha yeahs his way out of it but Oh Gods he cannot stop thinking about it. it is All he thinks about. and one day when nico is off hunting errant souls or whatever will is holed up in his cabin, just escaping everybody else for a bit, and the bed smells like nico and hes wearing nicos shirt even though its too tight and nico has been gone a couple days and he Misses Him. fuck. in a lot of different ways. so he starts to get horny and hes fingering himself and imagining nico behind him talking low in his ear. the nico in his imagination is a little teasing and rough as he usually is and hes got four fingers stretching himself imagining theyre nico's and imaginary nico says, "Look how good you're taking my fingers up your pretty pussy," and its like, out of nowhere, a little, and will is not expecting it from his own subconscious and he Loses it and cums so hard he damn near blacks out for a second and he blinks himself stable and is like well, fuck.

because nico is gay as all fuck.

nico gets back and will is DODGY. distant and jumpy and keeps finding excuses to not be around him and nico is like 🤨 something is Not Right. so he threatens celibacy until will cracks and hes like okay remember that. stupid fucking joke. and nico is like no?? obviously?? so will has to explain and he is more and more embarrassed and gets quieter and quieter until he just trails off looking into his lap tense as all fuck. not sure what he's waiting for but he knows it's not going to be good. a gentle rejection, hopefully.

but nico is so hard it is actually painful.

and hes surprised at himself a little because he wouldnt expect this to get him off so bad but th emore he imagines it the more like fuckin Unwell he is. so they fuck and nico id very careful with his dirty talk and hot damn does will ever clench up and its just hot as fuck truly.

lou ellen/will/cecil threesome

porn no plot. cecil/lou established. watching will play volleyball and like.......damn. they look at each other. they nod. no words need be spoken. they invite will back to lou's cabin to 'hang out' and come onto him and he goes Bright Red but is very happy to be fucked yeah.

s3x pollen fic where if will isnt constantly getting pumped full of sp3rm his heart will literally stop. cue him getting fcked for hours on hours by literally everyone willing.

outline here

will getting injured and forced on bedrest and hes so bored and frustrated and horny that nico just has to f ck him. but regular f cking will jostle his injury so he fists him

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mortal au

will gives nico a kitkat after every time they fuck and nico slowly realizes he's being pavlov'd into being a ridiculously good fuck. mostly a comedy and a porn without plot of will and nico fucking in various ways in their early 20s dorm days.

will getting teased about being a pillow princess and getting so mad about it that he rides nico so hard that nico accidentally forces the day to turn into night and sends the actual northern hemisphere into turmoil

will gets teased about being a pillow princess. implied he wouldn’t have the endurance to do what nico does. and he gets PRESSED. scowly and mad and celibate (nico is regretting his words hard lol) and Scheming. will pops in his cabin one day going hey give me your credit card. and nico does, obviously, but he’s like babe hey i was Joking. it was a bad joke. i’m sorry. you do lots and im sure you could do just as much if not more and i’m sorry okay. please. and will is like oh you’re SURE? that’s how it is. and nico is ready to collapse on the ground or go back in time to kick his own ass bc he hasn’t had to like handle himself with his own hand for YEARS this is torture. will is nowhere to be found all day and he sleeps in the apollo cabin at night it’s awful. (it has been 2 days.).

one day he wakes up to a note telling him to go to manhattan but NOT to shadow travel so he’s confused and walks slowly to half blood hill where there’s a LIMO waiting for him. with a real and very confused mortal driver. he gets taken to this Massive fckn ornate hotel and bell hopped up to the fckn penthouse and his bags are brought in, he’s quietly told his room service is waiting for him in the bedroom, and at this point nico isn’t even horny he’s so goddamn confused. what’s going on. where’s will. is this his fathers doing. is he about to die. huh. but he walks into the room sword lowkey drawn and there’s WILL, in the Sluttiest scrubs he’s maybe ever seen in his life, eyes professionally distant and holding a bottle of oil in his hands telling him to lay down for a massage. and nico is like well okay i am not complaining. i still don’t know entirely what’s going on but i am not complaining. so he gets his massage and it’s hot as fuck obviously bc will is good with his hands and then yeah, it does have a happy ending. will sucks him off and it’s GREAT.

but then will pushes him back against the headboard and uses his own tie (or something i have not yet decided) to tie his hands to the headboard. and will is calling him my prince and your highness and shit and kissing down his chest and nico is WRITHING and then. and then. will rides him so fckn hard. like rides him to orgasm and then KEEPS GOING. that he has a second orgasm so explosive that. the actual day turns into night. like the fckn sun shuts off people gather confused into the streets wondering if it’s somehow a solar eclipse like its MAYHEM. will laughs himself to Tears nico is humiliated his phone is ringing off the hook with his dad going WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO and will is Cackling like he has never been more vindicated in his life. SO MUCH FOR NO ENDURANCE HUH.

but they ignore it and will carries him over to the giant bathtub and gently and carefully washes him like he really is a prince. and nico drags him into the tub and they kiss and nico fucks him slowly, this time, he does nothing and he is so pretty and it is so so good. and he has his face in the hollow of will’s throat and he’s like i’m sorry. you know i love you, right. i don’t need all of this to be happy. to get off. i like doing you. i like it when you sit there and make pretty faces for me. i like seeing you gone on my cock. and will is kind of emotional and breathless and he goes promise and nico slides into him and his breath is hot on wills neck and he promises.

will and cecil's first time

goof ass outline here this will not be a serious fic

will and nico's first time

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nico using his shadow travel abilities to portal his d1ck so he fucks will's face but will feels it up his ass

outline here.

nico injured and getting will to ride his face in the infirmary

because nectar tastes like will's squirt to him. and only one thing better than nectar. outline here and here

He busies himself with checking Nico's bandages to avoid his soft look, batting his gentle hands away. But Nico is persistent, and Will is -- tired, too tired to have the energy to shove him away a second time. Plus it has been two weeks so Will is -- well, Nico is kind of alright he guesses. He has cool hands anyway. And Will is hot. "I asked you to do one job," he says, when Nico's hands get a little too comfortable in his hair. "And what did you do?" Nico opens his lying mouth. Will slaps him on the thigh, bulldozing over his wounded pout. "You fought werewolves again. By yourself. Yeah, that's right." He huffs at Nico's guilty look. "That's right, I can tell. I put a tracker on you. Chew on that." Nico smiles and Will knows that he does not believe him but joke's on him, isn't it. Will huffs again and pulls the tray he assembled earlier so it is right under Nico's chin, propping up his cot so he can sit up. He is careful to move slowly, careful not to jostle his stomach. He is too focused on the bandages around his middle to watch Nico's smile get soft. It is carefully hidden behind a proper mask of contrite apology by the time he looks up again, holding a paper cup carefully between two fingers. "It's not unicorn draught, you prick, because people who bleed out on my favorite rug do not deserve accelerated healing. You get nectar." Will falters a little. "It might be nice, anyway. You've probably been eating -- I dunno. Squirrel or some shit. That or McDonalds for twelve days. Dumbass." The look in Nico's eyes tells him he's right and the gentle hand that lingers on his as Nico takes the cup helps him calm. He's not -- that mad. Really. Well, he is, because he had the one job, but he did in fact manage not to die. Will lets his shoulders sag, lets his next sigh come out softer. He brushes Nico's dark hair back as he fits the straw in his mouth, lingering over the dried blood splattered on the underside of his jaw. Will hasn't had much of a chance to wipe the blood all off him, and it seems no one else has remembered. He is scraping off a droplet of it as Nico swallows, as he pauses. "Taste okay?"

#ill come back to add the rest of this but its 2am i gotta sleep #try shit tuesday #reference post #longpost

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ewwwabug · 11 months ago

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hpb to @a21487246-duya and dice

drawn in magma yaa

#loveless biker boys #art #oc #dice carroll #pink dice #lbb oc #lbb dusiao #doodle

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aching-tummies · 5 months ago

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Sick Belly

Still sick with something, but life goes on.

Had an important 7AM class today. I was running late, thanks to transit messing up along the line and robbing me of the 40 minute buffer-time I would have had to acquire and eat breakfast on-campus. As I was rushing through campus to make it to my classroom, my stomach was griping at me--hungry and pleading to be fed. No dice, tummy--we have a midterm exam starting right at 7AM and if our ass isn't in that seat in 9 minutes, we'll be marked absent and get an F on that test. There was just barely enough time to grab coffee though (coffee, not the fancy breakfast sandwiches that always take an extra 10 min to heat up). So I stopped for some of that. Latte, down the hatch as of 7AM.

I finish the midterm in record time so I end up wandering the halls after 40 minutes with 20 minutes to my next class. Unfortunately, none of the decent food places are open at that hour, so I didn't want to shell out $14 on mediocre food. I did walk by one of the other campus coffee shops and saw signage promoting a new drink--something with lots of caramel and cream. It looked good so I bought it on a whim to give it a try. Caramel-whuzza-ccino down the hatch before 8AM.

Classes went until around noon, at which point I finally found time to re-heat the spaghetti and ground meat leftovers I had packed for lunch--so…that went into my gut around the noon hour. Classes let out at 3PM and I was looking at a 2 hour commute back home (2 hours and bout 3 transfers to cross the city). My stomach would not stop gurgling for the entire two hours. wet, sickly, and just constantly gurgling away behind 3 coats and a too-heavy backpack laden with 3 textbooks, a laptop, and 2.5 textbooks worth of looseleaf paper + an empty lunch container.

I'm guessing that the sickness resulted in a lot of mucus and phlegm going down the hatch all night and for most of the day. The copious amounts of dairy and caffeine would have messed my guts up regardless, but I guess the muscus and whatever else mixed with all of that to give it more staying power in my guts rather than them irritating everything enough to void ASAP like it normally would. The leftovers were just along for the ride, giving the gurgles and churns some substance and making everything thicker and sicklier.

I made it home and my stomach is still being very noisy and very upset-sounding. Kind of wish more than anything that I could just throw up and be rid of the grossness, but the gurgles are kind of nice. It's distracting though. My stomach has been bouncing between feeling like it's stewing with molten magma or giving me a few of those pinching/twisting aches dairy loves to twist my intestines into. Here I sit, laying back against my chair-back and palming my tummy with both hands as it gurgles and whines.

What would you do if I came home and my sickly little tummy was just gurgling and churning away as I sat at my desk, trying to concentrate on a few homework assignments? Currently reclining as far as the stiff chair will let me, my tum on full display as I've popped open my jeans 'cuz the button and zipper was constricting my intestines and causing some really horrid cramps. The cramping has died down and now it just feels like a sack of sticky, sickly slop sitting heavy. It's everywhere, not even concentrated in one area. My left side, right around the ribs, all the way to the lower belly/pelvis area just feel like one giant mass of mashed up Jello sluggishly churning away.

#upset tummy #tummy kink #tummy ache #stomach noises #aching tummies #tummy ache kink #tummy noises

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queenendless · 2 years ago

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🎆❣️A Future Bright (Adult!SatoSugu x Adult!Fem!Reader ft Various JJK)❣️🎆

A/n: So short cause I have officially run out of JJK fuel. It might not be the best but I wanted to get something out today so sorry about that. S2 is done. I will miss it and writing for this show. But I need a long ass break from JJK. Like 5 months. Make sense to me.

Referring to everyone by their first names in this, side ships, mainly poly SatoSugu x Adult!Fem!Reader.

And thnx u to everyone whose followed, liked, reblogged and enjoyed my JJK fan content these past few months. Imma work on other anime fanfic content after I take a break. Tbh? I wanna write for BNHA Hawks. He's growing on me. And maybe Demon Slayer stuff with Tengen and his wives. Idk yet, we'll see.

PLEASE DON'T PLAGARIZE STEAL COPY TRANSLATE AND/OR REPOST MY FANFIC WORK. Rather reblog like and follow please and thnx u.

Booths and stalls lined up both sides of various roads.

Rows of lanterns hung from the treelines to the lampposts.

Droves of people flocked. From wearing kimonos to just plain snuggly attire to battle the coldness.

Praying at the shrines to make wishes for the coming year came first.

After that, chaos ensued.

A squealing Nobara hurried over to embrace her lifelong friends Fumi-chan and Saori-chan before introducing them to Maki who was keeping it cool to Nobara's admiration.

Kento brushes something off Yu's scarred cheek only for the younger man to kiss his stern partner fully on the mouth.

A teasing Mai and Momo along with a reluctant but curious Kasumi dragging a stubborn blushing Kokichi off to doll him up with various trinkets and hats they spotted at various booths.

Ieiri and Utahime trying to catch some goldfish at one of those booths. Utahime shouting out her constant success at catching them fishes; her competitiveness shining through, and Ieiri calmly cheering her wife on.

Yuji laughed while Megumi and Junpei smiled at his radiant expression while chowing down on barbecue skewers together.

That was long before your salmon haired boi yelled out in alarm as a heated Todo chased him in his fervent pursuit to drag his brother off to see the Takada-chan's New Year's Eve live special screening at Shibuya crossing.

Noritoshi eating a kebab as Yuki filmed the whole chase beside him, aimed at Choso as he let Yuji jump into his arms and speed off with Todo right at their heels, dust clouds left in their wake.

Riko and Misato shooting darts at a gaming booth all to get the familiar looking, long as hell, rainbow dragon plush to the girls delight.

Atsuya dragged his bae Hiromi by his collar into the nearest bar just to get away from your group and drink to their retired hearts content.

Masamichi and Yoshinobu sharing sake in the place across from said bar.

Yuta kissed both Rika and Toge on their stuffed cheeks as their mouths were full of sweets; mochi cheeks he spotted in his mesmerized gaze.

Right before Panda, carrying plushies by the armful, dumped his winnings all over his ecstatic buddies.

Spotting Toji and Shiu amiss the crowd, eyeing his son as his protective brother instincts creaked out as he played tug of war with Tsumiki who was stubbornly set on kissing a dopey grinning Junpei some more as her lipstick marked his rosey cheek.

Toji snorted at the sight before being dragged off by the arm by Shiu, opting to get a better view, a less crowded spot at that.

Nanako and Mimiko running around with sparklers lite.

Tears filled up your eyes to the brim.

Seeing so much happiness.

So much positivity.

All amassing here.

All in this moment.

Together.

Your mind flashed.

What could have been …

Buildings sliced and diced to mince.

Magma erupts from the streets, encasing all in its range.

A circle of darkness that continues to grow.

No lights.

No life.

Barred from all.

You were getting caught up in your mind too much lately.

Thinking too much, wandering in too deep, letting intrusive thoughts cloud the light.

Your knees trembled, your grip slipping, you wrap around your belly, prepared to not let it get the brunt of the fall.

“Y/n!”

His long raven locks flowed in the breeze. His almond brown eyes are so vibrant and sharp and alive.

“Sugu!” You weeped immediately into his charcoal robes, grasping handfuls of his front, alarming him tremendously.

“Y/n! Be careful! What's wrong!?”

“I'm just so happy we're all together celebrating tonight!” Your waterworks hit him right in the face as he led you two to a bench to rest your bloated sore self.

“Tiredness, mood swings, they do come with pregnancy, love.” Suguru calmly explained as you clung to him, pulling your legs up to rest on the space left on the bench.

“Perhaps we should take you home early. I am terribly sorry if we pushed you too much with coming here … jeez. Now where did Satoru go this time?”

Warping right by your side nearly gave you a heart attack. Even still, you were never quite prepared for Toru's spontaneity.

Getting down on one knee, Satoru tenderly caressed and smooched your clothed bump. “Right here~!”

“Toru!” You yanked the man up by his sleeve, having him sit beside you as well as he draped your legs over his lap as he let you cuddle him and weep in his neck.

His shades titled down to reveal his devoted gaze as he carefully pulled you atop his lap, nuzzling your head as he exchanged smooches with Suguru. “Aww, wifey. It's okay. We're here. Just think. A new year. New hijinks. New possibilities!”

Suguru's head rested on your shoulder as his heated breath made you mewl. “And a new addition to our family.”

Viewing the kids all animated, the adults mingling, the buzz in the air, it all helped to ease the unrest in your hormonal self.

“I hope we can continue living out our somewhat sense of peace in the new year.” You murmured, humming as they gently smothered you in their plush chests and secure arms.

“Agreed.” Their giant sculpted hands felt your bump together, wistfully grinning as you smiled shedding tears of joy.

An upbeat song blared out through the speakers.

Next thing you know, few turned to many dancing.

Lost in paradise.

For a dance mob has formed.

Yugi, returning out of the blue, took the lead, bopping with his usual upbeat finesse.

Megumi wasn't dancing, more like bashfully scratching the back of his head, too shy to look anyone in the eye, until a beaming Yuji had him, helping his boyfriend loosen up.

Nobara twirled and swirled, tugging her girls in to all get in sync and flaunting their beautiful strong selves.

And Gojo, in all his glory, was swaying with style, cause of course he wanted to get down most of all. Yuta, Yuji, Megumi, even the twins flanked both his sides, strutting their stuff.

From Takuma to Choso to even Panda, everyone you knew found the groove. From found family to your work buddies. Even the tipsy adults. Even the former assassin and his handler buddy. Even a well disguised Nobuko who had her bodyguards on standby also in disguise warily kept their eyes on the heart eyed Aoi Todo.

The dancing flash mob you never expected to happen did in fact happen.

They clapped, they swayed, they spun, they did it all!

The ships sailed as many familiar faces knew how to dance so acrobatically well. Leave the sight to the imagination.

Fireworks began littering the sky.

The billboard's timer struck 00:00.

Cheers and claps rang as embraces were exchanged.

You giggled as Suguru Geto swept you up in his arms, cupping the back of your head and your cheek to kiss you passionately.

You just had to ask.

“Where would I be without all of you?”

Satoru warped again back to you just to smirk at your jump scare. “Probably bored out of your mind.” You and Suguru shut your white haired husband up by slapping his shoulders to his snickering amusement.

“It goes both ways, Satoru.”

“Aw, I love you too Suguru~” He pulled his shades up to rest on his head as those Six Eyes glowed with love for the growing life in your belly you three made together. “All of you.”

You two peppered kisses all over Satoru's laughing face as the rest of your found family danced the first night of the new year away.

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