#i don't use greens that much it was nice getting to mess around with greens in this one

[keymintt]

an illustration commission of goober for @callmegoober !!

[authorhjk1]

Hello writer! I happened to stumble across your work while browsing on tumblr and liked your idea about idols in dresses and making a story about them.

Here’s a very nice one of Irene with easy to take off and easy to access top and bottom features, you get the drift (wink). Hoping you can make something amazing out of it. Have a great day/week ahead of you.

Green

(Bae Irene X Male Reader)

"Keeping going!"

Irene let's her head sink onto the makeup table.

You make her body and the table rock back and forth. She reaches between her legs with one hand, while the other keeps the hair out of her face.

You look through the mirror at Irene. The plastic straps of her dress left her shoulder minutes ago. Her tits slightly swing with every thrust into her. You reach forward taking one of them into your hand, kneading it, before you pinch her nipple.

"Oh, baby!"

Irene moans at your touch. Your cock pushes deeper into her pussy, pushing her further against the table.

"We don't have much time left, guys."

Joy looks at the two of you, watching her leader getting fucked from behind, before looking back at her phone. The other members are sitting next to her, waiting for their next performance. Another group is currently on stage and Red Velvet has to be back in a couple of minutes.

Time for you to up your game.

"It was quite obvious that you were wearing this while you were on stage."

You tease Irene by reaching down, slightly pulling at the metal plug inside her ass.

She moans loudly as you come to a hold.

"Please. Use my ass."

She sighs as you start to pull the plug out. The green emerald matches her dress.

You put it there this morning, knowing that it will make Irene a horny mess for the rest of the day. Her hole clenches onto the metal as more and more of it leaves her. She takes heavy breaths as you see her legs quiver.

Finally, you've pulled the plug out all the way.

"You have at least one tight hole."

Irene gasps as you press against her ring of muscles.

You've been her boyfriend for some time now. And over the years, you've found out that Irene likes to be treated lie a slut in the bedroom. That doesn't just include free-use sex whenever and wherever you want. But also degrading. Irene gets off on the fact that she is getting older, while you are younger than her. And so you occasionally tell her how "loose" she is becoming, or how she is losing her flexibility.

Even the thought of being only a hole for you to fuck makes, the otherwise prideful, respectable, responsible Irene a wet mess. She is completely different compared to being on stage, when she is with you. Submissive, obedient, someone you can boss around.

The plug might have been your idea, when you started putting it inside of her, while she was still asleep this morning. But, knowing your intentions, Irene enjoyed the feeling of waking up with something inside her ass.

"Holy fuck!"

Irene cries out as you bottom out inside of her. The ring of muscles around your cock squeezes you almost painfully tight. You pull back halfway, before thrusting into her again. Slow, but as deep as you can go.

Looking at her through the mirror, another movement behind you catches your eye. Yeri has looked up from her phone. You expect her to do something else and ignore you, since this isn't by far the worst you did to Irene, while her members were in the room. But she shamelessly stares at the two of you from behind.

You are about to call her out, when suddenly, Irene climaxes on the table. You almost lose your breath as her asshole squeezes around your cock, her whole body shaking with pleasure.

"Oh my god! Cuming!"

Irene has a habit of always warning you too late.

You almost climax yourself as you try to prolong your own orgasm as long as possible. Still driving yourself into Irene's ass again and again, you look back at Yeri through the mirror.

She is back to looking at her phone again, but you could swear there is a light blush on her cheeks.

"Babe, please. I have to go soon."

Irene moans, a little weaker than before, while you fuck her ass, letting your hands wander over her tits and her ass cheeks.

She lets you do pretty much everything to her. This scene alone is proof enough. You are buried deep inside Irene's ass, while her members are only meters away, used to the two of you by now. She is about to go on stage, while you fuck her hard and deep, knowing she would have trouble walking later. Even more while dancing.

Could you take it even further? Could you tell her to stay and miss the performance, so you can fuck her longer?

It's something you would never actually consider. The thought does drive you close to your orgasm though. The other girls performing on stage, while their leader is getting fucked in her dressing room like a slut.

"Fuck, Irene."

You groan, signaling her that you are about to cum. You realize that the "were" wasn't decided yet. Since she isn't wearing panties...

"Just put it back in. Please, let me feel it."

She must've read your thoughts, her needy whine sounds more desperate than it usually does. It takes you a second to realize what she means.

The thought alone almost makes you cum. Irene's asshole is the thing that finally pushes you over the edge though.

Whit a loud groan, you bury yourself to the hilt inside Irene's tight ass. You hold onto both of her cheeks painfully tight as you unload inside of her. Irene moans and whines, feeling your semen invade her guts.

You barely hear the members behind you standing up and getting ready. You are too focused on your orgasm. When it finally does wear off, you look at Irene's face through the mirror, after she lifted her head. Her post sex expression makes you hard again, some of her hair is sticking to her forehead and cheeks.

You reach for the metal plug and start to pull your cock out of her ass. A small trail of your cum does escape, but you are able to trap most of it inside Irene's ass, by putting the butt plug where it belongs.

Irene reaches between her legs, scooping up your cum off her leg.

"Thank you, baby."

She is out of breath, but ready to perform again, now that you've filled her with cum. Once she turns around and fixes her dress, you give her a deep kiss. You watch her and her members leave the room before you go back to your seat. You don't want to miss out on watching your girlfriend on stage.

[thevoidstaredback]

"Guys!" Nightwing shouted once he and Batman arrived in the main are of the Bat Cave, "I have some fantastic news!"

Bruce pulled his cowl off, his amusement no longer being hidden as he nearly failed to keep from laughing.

Everyone had gathered in the Cave to await the two who'd gone to the Watchtower, so everyone was already there to hear the exclamation. Even Alfred was with them all.

"Calm down, Big Bird," Jason said from his place on the meeting table, "What's going on?"

Dick was bouncing on the balls of his feet, "Can I tell 'em, B? Can I, can I?!"

Bruce chuckled, "I'm not stopping you."

He cheered before turning back to the rest of his family, "They think there's a total of three-" he held up three fingers on his left hand, "-of us operating within Gotham, myself excluded because I'm in Bludhaven."

"Wait," Stephanie called, "They think Batman only has three people helping to cover Gotham? They know we're human, right?"

Dick shook his head, his grin only getting bigger. "Nope! They think Batman only has two sidekicks covering Gotham with him."

This caused everyone to laugh, the humor breaking any seriousness anyone would've tried to control to keep on topic. It was nice, Bruce smiled, to be able to let loose with everyone like this. His family was altogether, spending time with one another, doing things that didn't include head hunts or injuries.

Alfred took his place beside Bruce. "This is nice, isn't it."

"It is."

"You can die a happy man now?"

A chuckle. "You killing me off so soon?"

"Of course not, Master Bruce," He's smirking, "I'm simply stating a fact."

"Ha!"

"What're you guys talking about over there?" Tim called. Everyone had gathered at the meeting table to go over final details and slight changes for the set up tomorrow. "C'mon! We've gotta finish putting this all together."

Duke nodded from over his shoulder, "Yeah! New information allows room for some much more fun!"

Jason smirked. "Yeah, old man, Alfred! We want to see if we can get away with switching out with each other. It'll confuse the hell outta the Leaguers."

Bruce raised an eyebrow as he and Alfred joined the kids at the table. "How are you going to pull that off? Despite what you all may thing, the others are all a lot more observant than given credit for-"

"Except the Flash and Green Arrow." Cass cut in.

"Hey!" Dick said, "Don't dis Barry like that!"

"Yeah," Barbra agreed, "And Ollie's whole thing is spotting details. He prides himself on it!"

"If that were true, then we wouldn't be planning on how to mess with them, now would we?"

Tim nodded, "Damian's right."

"As you were saying?" Bruce prompted.

"Well," Jason continued, "You, Damian, and Dick have to be here as Batman, Nightwing, and Robin. They all probably know about me, so I'll stay out of the Cave, but you can bet your ass that I'll be in the Clocktower with Babs, listening in on everything." He looked to Tim and Babs. "Should we set up cameras?"

Tim thought for a second, "If we want to record this, then yeah. I can have them all set up by morning."

"I'll help you set it up before I head out tonight," Barbra agreed.

"Anyway," Stephanie interrupted, pulling the attention to herself, "Tim, Cass, and I could totally get away with running around and messing with their senses and shit. And if we can get Kate and Selina in on this-"

"You've already talked to them, haven't you." Bruce asked. The matching grins on everyone's faces was answer enough. He sighed.

"Having fun," Cass patted his arm, "Bonding."

He snorted. 'Bonding', yeah right. Maybe letting his coworkers be the target of his childrens' whims is a bad idea. Then again, their not hurting anyone. It's all fun in games.

Bruce sat at the head of the table. "Alright. We all know about Superman's ability to hear heartbeats and breathing patterns. He's able to memorize someone's vitals, especially his friends. It's safe to assume he's got mine down, as well as Robin's and Nightwing's."

Damian scoffed. "Changing my vitals will be no issue for me."

Bruce nodded, "Me, either."

Dick nodded along, "Soundseasy enough. But what's the plan?"

"Oracle will call you out for an emergency in Bludhaven. Red Hood will call me out for some information at the docks. We'll met up at the Clocktower and switch costumes." he explained.

Barbra had a manic look on her face. "We should have Steph and Cass stay away from the Cave at first, then have them come in separately, but sharing a costume." SHe turned her attention to the blonde. "You have a spare Spoiler costume, yeah?"

Stephanie matched her grin, "Naturally."

"What about me, Tim, and Damian?" Duke asked.

"How would you and Tim like to be actual bats?" the red head wondered, "Or maybe ghosts?"

"Do we get to mess with shit?" Tim asked.

"Naturally."

"I'm in," the two responded.

"Damian will run distraction," Jason said," He'll be the only one who stays with the JL the whole time they're here. Alfred will have to keep cover upstairs. I'll bounce between the Manor, the Clocktower, and patrol."

"Are you quite sure?" Alfred asked, "That's quite a lot to be doing."

"Yeah, I'll be fine," he assured.

Brice cleared his throat. "If everyone's ready?" Looks around the table before nods of affirmation. "Good. Finish up any last minute changes and preparations. They've agreed to meet at the Watchtower at fifteen hundred New Jersey time so that I can bring them here. Damian, I want you to come with me."

"Of course, father."

"Ready? Break."

Part 3 Part 5

Tag List: @sebas-nights

[dira333]

Part of a Family - Shouto Todoroki x Reader

Don't look at me, I'm in my Baby Era - tagging @shoulmate

You’re not surprised to find a warm weight settled against your ribcage when you wake up, the golden morning light drawing patterns into white hair.

“Hey love,” you drag a hand through the mess. “Couldn’t sleep?”

Your son grumbles something under his breath, his hold tightening.

One look at the other side of your bed - empty and perfectly made - tells you everything you need to know.

“Did Papa wake you when he left?” You don’t miss the sniffle, no matter how well it’s hidden.

“So you found him gone when you came in this morning,” you guess, rubbing a comforting circle over his back. “Did you know he always checks in on you before he leaves?”

“Doesn’t matter,” Shouji whines, “Didn’t see him..”

“Neither was I. We can’t always be awake when he has to leave. Sometimes I think it’s better we’re asleep. You know we often make him late.”

You let your fingertips dance over the soft skin at his sides, smile when he fights the giggles trying to spill out of him.

“How about we make breakfast, huh? We can make Papa a Bento Box too. You wanna bring him his Lunch?”

Shouji considers it for a second before nodding. But he’s not that eager to get out of bed yet, climbing into your lap the moment you sit up.

You sigh, but you let him, curl your arms around his small body as he sinks into your embrace.

-

Shouji’s small for his age, and almost an exact replica of his father. Only the sides are reversed, leaving his hair white on the left side instead of his right. 

It’s no wonder that Shouto’s family is obsessed with him, no doubt trying to right some wrongs of the past.

“Momma?” Shouji asks, snuggled into you. “Can I get freckles?”

“Freckles?” You blink. “Why?”

“Can I?”

“I don’t know. Your Papa doesn’t have any. But we can draw some on if you want some for today.”

“You can draw them on?” He asks, astonished by this possibility. “Can I look like Uncle Deku?”

You laugh, swaying him left to right. “Sure. But I draw a line at green hair.”

He giggles as you pepper his head with kisses, blow raspberries against his cheeks.

“That tickles!”

-

“Look!” Shouji points at the banner across the street. “Uncle Tsuki!”

You nod, taking in the giant version of Hero Dynamight. “What do you think of his suit?”

“‘s ugly,” Shouji comments, sucking on his thumb. You’re trying to make him stop it, but so far to no avail. “Too much orange.”

“Hm? What colors do you like?”

“Blue, like Papa’s suit.” He thinks for a moment. “Purple’s nice too.”

“Yeah?” You brush a hand through his hair, mix up the white and red. “You like Purple? Do you know someone who wears purple?”

“Uncle Toshi,” he counts on his fingers. “Uncle…” You can tell he’s searching for the name. “Noru?”

“You mean Minoru? Yeah, he wears purple too… Now, do you wanna take my hand as we cross the street?”

He grabs it, his small fingers curling around yours. “Can we get ice cream, Momma?” 

So he has noticed the little ice cream cart sitting at the corner. 

“Maybe on our way back. We’re eating Lunch with Papa first.”

You watch as he bites his lip, considering it.

“But I want ice cream now.”

“I know Honey. Up…” You let him hop up onto the sidewalk. “But if we get ice cream now, we’re going to be late for Lunch. Papa’s waiting for us. And what will he say if we come in eating ice cream?”

“None for me?” Shouji asks, his eyes big and round.

“Yep. None for me. But we can ask him if we can come out and get ice cream together. Is that an idea?”

“Yeah,” he nods. “Papa can make the ice cream stay cold longer.”

“That he can do.”

-

“Look, I don’t have-” Shouto stops midsentence as he spots you in the doorway, the frustration on his face washing away. “I’ll call you back in an hour. Thank you.”

You doubt the person on the other end could get any word in before he ends the call, getting up from his chair.

“What are you guys doing here?” He asks. His smile is warm, and as always, a little tentative. It’s been years but he still doubs sometimes that this is all real.

“We made Lunch!” Shouji declares, pointing at the bag over your shoulder. “I cut the sausage!”

“You did? Amazing!” With one swift motion Shouto has picked him up, hoisting him up so that he’s sitting comfortably in his arms. “Hey there, Shouji. Couldn’t get my Good Morning Kiss today.”

“I was asleep!” Shouji points out, leaning in to press his lips against his Father’s cheeks. “Missed you.”

“Missed you too. Think I can give Momma a Good Morning Kiss too?”

“Yeah,” Shouji nods and waits until his Father has leaned in to kiss you to burst out with the news.

“I’m Uncle Deku now.”

“You are?” Shouto leans back a little to squint at him. “How?”

“I got freckles!” Shouji points at the little dots covering his nose and cheeks. “Momma made me Uncle Deku!”

“Are you as strong as him too?!”

“Yes!” And you watch, chuckling to yourself, as little Shouji proudly flexes his small bicep.

It’s a show, watching them interact. 

Most of the times it’s hard to tell who loves who more. Shouto his son or Shouji his father.

“Oh,” Shouji blinks up at his Dad. “Can we get ice cream?”

“Absolutely!”

You clear your throat and Shouto blinks an apologetic smile in your direction. “But Lunch first.”

-

Shouji’s sitting on the ground in front of you, explaining to a flock of disinterested doves that he’s got a lot of Uncles and Aunts and all of them are Heroes.

“There’s Uncle Tsuki, he makes boom. Uncle Jirou makes himself hard, like… like a door! Unkle Denki fights with Ele-Ele- with Ticity. Uncle Tenya is funny, because he’s really fast. But he’s very strict, he never lets me eat ice cream before Lunch! Aunty Chako makes me float! All the way up until I touch the ceiling! And Aunty Tsuyu pulls me back with her tongue, it’s sticky and wet and it tickles…”

“Can we have another one?” Shouto asks, right in the middle of that, his hand curled around yours, his thigh pressed against yours. If you could sit any closer - without sitting on his lap - you probably would. 

“Another one?” You ask, pretending not to understand. Shouji’s too lost in his monologue to listen.

“Another kid? He’s getting bigger by the minute. Soon we’ll have to Quirk-Train him. Then he’s off to school. I can even take a day off per week if you need it.”

“Stop,” you ask, your voice soft. You reach out to cradle his face in your hands, watch him lean into the touch with that vulernable look in his eyes.

Shouto’s learned to ask for things, but that doesn’t mean he excepts to get them just like that.

“I’m already pregnant.”

You watch as it dawns on him, little by little and then all at once.

His lips are on yours before you know it, half-cold and half-hot, meeting right in the middle. His kisses are burning though, elated and anxious, almost forgetting where you are.

“Papa?” Shouji asks in the middle of that, pulling you apart with his confused voice. “Momma?”

“Everything’s okay,” you explain, pulling him up onto your lap. “Papa’s a little excited, that’>s all.”

“About what?”

“About you being a big brother.”

“A big brother?” He considers that for a moment. “What’s that?”

“Like Uncle Natsuo,” Shouto explains, his voice thick with emotion. “Or Touya. They’re my big brothers.”

“Oh,” Shouji blinks. “Okay.”

And Shouto laughs, carefree and open, pulling Shouji onto his lap instead.

“More than okay,” he promises. “It will be great.”

- - -

“Momma?” Shouji asks, leaning into you. “Why is her face so weird.”

“She didn’t have much space in there,” you explain, pointing at your belly with your free hand as you cradle the little girl in your other arm. “So she was a little squished in. It will smooth out soon.”

“Oh, okay.” He leans in further, one curious finger booping the tiny nose.

“Hi Shouko,” Shouji whispers. “I’m your big brother.”

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Should I make this part of the Baby Series? Where you can ask for more updates?

Part two is up Baby Series

[madwcman]

Mess It Up

wc: 1.2k | miu masterlist

cw: second chance romance, shy! reader, plus! size reader, implied (?) anxiety and mother issues

“I keep thinking maybe if you let me back in, we can make it better, breaking every habit.”

You currently have two problems at the moment. One, you’re late to meet your friends and two, your jeans don’t seem to fit right today. Standing in the mirror you couldn’t help but glare at yourself. Something was off. your jeans felt too tight around your waist. It made you uncomfortable. You know it’s your mind tricking you but you can’t seem to get rid of that voice in your head. You have to think of a solution fast.

You couldn’t help but sigh, as you were rushing out of your apartment, in your uncomfortable jeans to meet Mary ; Lily ; Lily's new boyfriend and new boyfriend’s friends. You were nervous to say the least. You hated meeting new people. You hated speaking. Each time You spoke You felt clumsy and awkward with your words. you can’t help but fell a little sad. You used to know how to speak with your mind when you were seventeen, but now at the age of twenty you think all you can utter is stiff and unbearable small talk.

But you had a little hope. You have Mary to buffer off of today. Mary loves to talk. And you were forever grateful for that. That means you won’t have to say much today. Hell Mary might even introduce you to Lily's new boyfriend and his friends for you! In fact you’re counting on it.

Stomach queasy, jeans tight around your chubby stomach, and mind screaming for you to turn around and leave. You open the door to the pub, nose twitching to the smell of greasy foods and cheap beer. But you smile, though this place reeked; it was one of your favorite spots to meet with Lily and Mary. You have so many memories here.

“Y/n! Over here!” your eyes glanced over to your friend, Mary, who is not at your regular table. she sits at a slightly larger table. Although you’re still feeling nervous you can’t help but smile at the dark haired girl who’s slightly standing with her hand raised high, waving at you to join her. You wave to Mary as you walk over.

“You look great!” Mary stands, wrapping her arms around you. Hugging you tightly. you always seem to calm around Mary. You don't feel as jumpy from when you walked it.

“You too!” you try to smile, with your mouth open showing your teeth. Showing you’re very happy to be there, but somehow it always feels awkward. Unnatural in a way. You smile again, this time mouth closed but your smile is wide. Though you were dreading coming today, you already feel it’ll be okay.

“Hey!” you and mary turn to look at your third friend, rushing up to greet her.

Lily smiles, her eyes crinkle. you’ve always found Lily beautiful. Her body has always been nicely curved, skin freckled, loose curly hair that was a nice shade of red and beautiful green eyes that always stood out. Lily always looked lovely. “This is James.”

Letting go of Lily, you turn your head over to your friend's new boyfriend. James was tall. He was a few inches taller than Mary who stood at five-eight. He had to be at least six feet tall. His complexion was bronze and glowly, his smile was bright. It was contagious. His hair was dark, wild and curly. He wore something simple. A white shirt with a brown button up over it, with blue jeans. His wide rimmed glasses stood out. They fit him perfectly.

“Hello!” He smiled rather crookedly, raising his hand in hello. You decided right then and there he’d be good for Lily.

“Hi, is it just you?” Though polite, Mary couldn’t help but be blunt.

“Er- no, my mates-“ before James could finish, two more boys strolled in.

Both boys were pale and had blue eyes, the shortest of the two lad’s had a red face that looked like it came from sunburn over the summer heat, with blond hair that only slightly curled at the end. And though he had blue eyes like the other boy his was a darker blue. The taller boy clearly used sunscreen unlike the other, his skin had no signs of redness. His eyes were light blue- an almost silver like color. His hair was long, curly and dark. He was very pretty.

“I’m Sirius.” he smiles, and claps the smallest boy on his back. “This is Peter, but we call him Pete.”

“I told you to not call me that, idiot.” Peter snips at his friend, taking Sirius’ hand off his back. “I’m Peter!” he turns back to the girls, reintroducing himself.

“Where’s moony?” James looks over to his friends with a concerned look on his face.

“He’s on his wa-“

“I’m here.” Your heart dropped at the sound of the man’s voice. You turn your head and your jaw drops a little. You’d never thought you would have to run into him ever again. Remus Lupin, your once best friend, now just a stranger.

It was strange seeing Remus again. He was taller, his face and body more built and leaner than You remembered. His scars are still the same. One large and faded scar across his nose. starting from his left cheek to the right one. Another scar slightly crossing the original scar vertically on his left cheek continuing to cross over his left eye and eyebrow. He has another few small scars on his chin and lower lip. He still has his small freckles (which he desperately hated) from when he was a boy. His hair was still a chocolate brown color, the only different thing about his hair was it wasn’t just a mop of curls like the last time you saw him, his hair was shaped into a nice mod cut.

You were surprised at how Remus could look the same yet, so different. you were shocked. He seemed to be a little caught off guard when you both made eye contact.

Lily breaks the small tension, with the clap of her hands. “Great now that everyone’s here, I believe you two need to introduce yourselves!” She turns over to you and Mary, waiting.

“I’m Mary.” Mary smiles, keeping her distance. Not knowing what else to say. Turning her head over to you.

“Oh, and I’m Y/n.” You say it a little awkward, feeling slightly embarrassed. Sirius can’t help but laugh a little. “You don’t speak much, do you?” He asks, a charming smile in tow.

“That's our Y/n, she doesn't really talk around new people.” Mary offered, wrapping her arm around you. Her smile wide. She always thought your “shyness” was adorable.

You couldn’t help but feel flustered and self-conscious. It was true you never really talk while being introduced to new people. You grew shy overtime with speaking. Your mum always used to say you always talked too much. So you taught yourself to quiet down.

You glance at Remus, his eyebrows were raised in question, his eyes squinting. You couldn’t help but look at the scar that went across Remus’ left eyebrow. It was long and it always stretches when he lifts up his eyebrows. You always couldn’t help but stare at it, it suits him. You liked it. but, you knew Remus was trying to read you. You already knew what he was thinking: when did y/n y/l/n become shy? You could laugh, you started quieting down when Remus left.

Looking away from his scar, you met his dark brown eyes. His stare still hard and questioning. All you could do was shrug. You had nothing to say, not anymore. Looking back to Mary and Sirius you pulled away from Mary and took Sirius’ hand, shaking it with a closed and timid smile.

[thetxtdevil]

Heyyyyy can u write something about reader getting caught by kai while using a vibrator. Like i imagined an escenario where reader is waiting for kai at the hotel room while kai is out with the boys in the US (since the relationship is a secret, reader cant be seen w them) and she misses him so much and she starts getting horny by some thoughts and starts playing with herself with the vibrator bc she thought kai was going to arrive much later. Poor little thing gets caught with her legs spread open, dripping wet and moaning so loudly by her beloved boyfriend 😙 (i live by soft dom kai so his reaction will be according to it lmao)

Please and thank u, love ur works hehe💗

--nsfw--

You wait in the lobby of the hotel Kai lead you to through text message. He said he would meet you there to give you a key but here you were sitting on a chair feeling awkward. Flipping through the provided magazines on the coffee table you hear loud conversations very distinct not only from the foreign language but the familiar tone of each member of your boyfriend's group. You smile to yourself standing up to look at the men to suddenly have your stomach start to flutter when you see your boyfriend Kai. It's been so long since you two have been in the same vicinity his presence hit you like a truck. You study his much broader shoulders and his arms were very muscular, his once dusty blue hair were now long dark locks which exaggerated his angelic features so well. Your heart rate pumps a faster when you see his chocolate eyes glance at you. You felt like a high school girl when you became shy as Kai walks towards you.

"Hey beautiful"

"You're the beautiful one."

Kai chuckles getting as bashful as you "lies."

You wanted to grab his chin to look at you but your resisted, "you know I don't lie" He smiles puffing out his chest in confidence, then Kai's eyes widen as if he remembered something, patting down his pocket he pulls out a small card. "Do you have a pen?" he asks and you quickly search for one in your purse. He starts writing something and hands you the card and pen back.

"This is my room key and I wrote down the level and number. I'm going out with the band but I should be back later."

"Oh okay, thanks." You were stunned to see him leave fast watching him go back to the group of men. You awkwardly smile and wave at Yeonjun and Taehyun who were staring at you in suspicion.

"Who's that" Yeonjun nods towards you.

"Oh... uh- a fan" Kai nervously messes up his hair hoping to hide his blush, "noticed her around so I thought I'd finally give her an autograph"

---

You took a deep breath as you bring the electronic key to the pad on the door handle. Making sure you have the right room number once more you swipe the card resulting in a small green light blinking. Opening the door you waddle in with your duffel bag. The room was like any other hotel room, clean, nice bed sheets, warm light, but there was a beautiful view of the city. Admiring the cars stopping and creeping forward, lights illuminating the area making the stars in the sky barely visible. You stop looking to get yourself comfortable in the room removing the extra layers you had on.

Falling onto the bed you let out a huff of boredom. You let your mind wander to your meeting with Kai from earlier, how handsome he is, how big he looked, how much you wanted to graze your fingers along his milky skin. Closing your eyes to imagine him above you, his light sweet kisses pressing into your lips asking about your day or simple "love yous", and his big hands grouping your breasts. As your thoughts go wild your own fingers explore yourself and a hand massage your tit. You flex your thighs together, back arching, your whole body shaking from arousal. You stop for a moment to remember that you brought a little toy for tonight.

Digging through your bag your hand touches a solid object. Picking it up knowing its your handy wand ready to be used. You study the curves of the vibrator remembering how much Kai love to tease you with it. When you both started dating Kai was a little inexperienced with little knowledge of selfcare so you took it upon yourself to show him the great pleasures of sex toys. Stripping away your clothes settling back on the bed you tease your nipples once more. Reaching for the vibrator clicking it on to fill the air with a light buzzing noise. Pressing the vibrations against your clit instantly shot pleasure through your body making it hard to not get needy. You tease yourself over and over again swiping the wand against your folds but never fully fucking yourself.

A small sound of metal of the door knob clicks but was quiet enough to not be noticed by you. However, your smalls gasps and breathy moans could easily been heard from your boyfriend who came through the door. He walks in quietly to see his beautiful girlfriend spread out before him. His cheeks burn a fiery red, big doe eyes shy away embarrassed that he caught you in such a position until he starts to hear your juices that sounded so delicious to him. All his attention came back to you especially when your moans became calls of his name.

He watches the curl of your toes, every spasm of your open legs leading down to your glistening folds moving around your vibrator. Kai's secret cover was compromised when a drawn out groan escaped from deep within him. Your teary eyes open to look around the room finding Kai standing perfectly in front of you, your legs framing his body.

"Kai, angel, I missed you so much a-and I couldn't wa-"

"canieatyouout"

You eyes widen at his abrupt request but then soften as you widen your legs as a sign of welcome. Kai gets on his knees getting a hold of your hips to push you towards him, towards his face so it was morphing into your pussy. You pant at his luscious muscle lapping up every part of you and his nose bumping into your clit so lovingly. Kai lifts his head to grin at your fucked out state then catches a glimpse of the forgotten wand. He grabs it and as his lips latch onto your clit he shoves the vibrator deep inside you receiving a shocked gasp.

You feel lightheaded by the deep penetration. Your vision begins to see stars with every suck and lick of your clit. Looking down at the sight of your boyfriend, Kai, his long dark hair hiding his face that was already hidden in your cunt, his broad shoulders keeping your legs far apart, one hand thrusting the wand in and out of you while the other explores your soft skin. God did you miss him...

A nuisance,

TxT's Devil

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[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Tiny ideas 2

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1. Danny, in his new and very human black and white vigilante outfit runs past Penguin who had gotten soaked when a car full of hooligans wearing clown masks ran threw a puddle and splashed him.

Danny, not knowing who this was, tapped him on the shoulder as he ran past, running his intangibility through the man and letting the water fall off him, leaving him nice and dry again.

Penguin makes note to pay both back in very different ways.

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2. Phantom, having been exorcisized from Amity Park and essentially banished and unable to return, roams around the multiverse looking for something to do.

Upon coming across the creepiest doll hes ever seen in a trash bin, he decides to mess with some local bat themed vigilantes and possesses the doll.

His first victim is Red Robin. Danny in all his creepy doll glory toddles out from behind a chimney as his target is running across the rooftop in his direction. Birdy stopped dead (heh) and stared at the doll.

Danny picked good. The doll was porcelain and cracked, missing one of its glass eyes and moss growing out of the empty socket and around various parts of its body. Its dress was once a lovely blue or green velvet but was now patchy and worn.

He turned the dolls head around at an unnatural angle to fix its gaze on the vigilante, its frozen polite smile adding to its eerieness, and in a moment of impulse said, "I'll see you soon." In the most creepiest little girl voice he could manage, using his ghost powers to make the words seem to drift upon the air towards the hero.

And just like that, doll Danny was gone.

RR almost frantically contacted oracle, "Did you see that?!"

"RR your signal cut out for a few minutes, backup should arrive soon. What happened?"

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3. Jason has been getting followed around by this wierd kid who is prime Brucie adoption bait. Kid kept jumping out of nowhere without anyone being able to sense him to ask him the weirdest questions (Damian was so startled that he nearly stabbed the kid on reflex. Not that he'd ever admit it).

The questions where things like, "Do you like books? What are your favorites? Can you cook? Do you like red heads? Do you like dogs? How opposed are you to having supervillian in-laws? What if they give you free experimental weaponry? ....how about some laser cannons and a jet?

Jason ends up getting kidnapped by this kid and dumped in from of this pretty girl as the kid tells her, "I went out and got you a boyfriend who won't try to murder you. Don't screw this up!" Before the kid ran out of the room.

Jazz was mortified.

Jason is still on the floor where he was deposited earlier, "So..." he begins, "I heard you like Jane Austin?"

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4. Phantom faked his death in front of the people of Amity Park, just to see how they would react to his passing and kind of in hopes of something changing. He couldn't keep sacrificing everything for these people, after all.

He did not like how the people reacted. Danny had to move away cause if he heard one more person say it was a good thing "that monster" died hes going to hurt someone.

Gotham seemed lovely this time of year and its one place that neither his parents or Vlad would visit. Vlad because if he tried anything at all the worlds greatest detective would ruin him and his parents because they once tried to hunt Batman and Robin only for Batman to terrify them to the point of never returning after they hurt his bird.

Danny got hired at Wayne Tech after submitting a wide range of devices but couldn't do much thanks to still being a minor. Thankfully Mr. Wayne was very generous and kept him housed and fed while he finished his online schooling and graduated early.

(Heavy angst for Danny.)

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5. Danny hadn't seen Cujo in a while, which wasn't too unusual, but it have been a long time since hed seen his puppy and he was overdue a visit.

Danny pulled out his dog whistle, one normally used for emergencies and that Cujo would never ever ignore.

Only...Cujo didn't come. Now Danny goes on a journey to track down his missing dog. Following clues and trails across different realities, dimensions and universes to find his lost dog.

He did not expect to meet a bird themed vigilante along the way, not for them to insist he help him on his quest. Robin seemed very wary of the Infinite Realms the first time he entered them and had tons of questions. But bird boy was great company and Cujo would love him so Danny could deal.

[otomiyaa]

Ticklish Dan Heng Imbibitor Lunae x Reader

Erotic🔞 + 49. Please don't tell me you heard that. Requested by anon for my 1K Followers Event🌻

Warning: this thing surpassed what I usually call a 'drabble' and turned into a 1.8K fic or whatever you'd call this shite😌

Long, elegant hair.

Majestic, translucent green horns.

Bright green eyes that stared into your soul.

The cutest pointy ears!

Your boyfriend's Vidyadhara form was really something else. Not that he would often show you.

Which you respected of course. Dan Heng was just 'himself', as he would say it. The way he looked when you got to know him, the day you joined the crew of the Astral Express. The way most people knew him; short hair, black turtleneck along with a white and green-colored coat.

Nothing wrong with that. In fact, that was just the way he looked when you first fell for him too. But when you got to know his true form, the one resembling a dragon. Well fuck.

"Never?"

March 7th asked you in disbelief. You nodded. The two of you had been chatting in your room over some tea when the topic came up, and you explained to her that Dan Heng was never in his dragon form with you around.

"Never when we are alone. At least, not when I am looking."

"Not even when...?" She grinned in a certain way and immediately giggled. Ah, the dirty girl. You chuckled and shook your head.

"Never," you said again, and you sighed. In the time you dated him, already past the 1-year mark to be exact, he didn't turn into his true form when it was just the two of you, and you were too shy to ask.

It was like asking a normal human boyfriend to get naked or peel off his skin. Then again, he would easily transform in the heat of a battle. Maybe it was too personal to ask, or rather than asking him to get naked it could equal to asking him to get into his battle form. No, you really had no idea.

"That's too bad. I think I saw him a few times in that form. He's really beautiful," March said.

"That would be only twice for me, in battle. I don't know, maybe I should just ask. But I don't want to offend him and make things awkward."

"He's your boyfriend. I'm sure you can be honest!" March cheered you up, and you smiled.

"Thank you. Maybe you're right," you said, not entirely convinced but glad she sounded supportive.

"Well then, I should go. Call me when you want to talk more, or if you need my help to convince Dan Heng into transforming more. I have my ways," March said cheerfully as you guided her to the door.

"Hehe yeah, thanks!" You opened the door, and both you and March yelped in surprise to see Dan Heng standing there.

"Oh h-hi dear! You're... early?" you said nervously, but you checked the time and realized he wasn't early, but you were late. Your chat with March had completely distracted you and caused you to forget the time you would told Dan Heng you'd be in his room. It got so late he came to pick you up!

Dan Heng humbly shrugged. "May I come in?"

March shot him a glance and hopped away, giggling. "Have a nice evening you two!" she chirped.

You blushed as Dan Heng came into your messy room. You quickly kicked at some of the mess on the floor and shyly shot him a glance before turning your back towards him in embarrassment.

"Sorry about the mess. Also... Please don't tell me you heard that. What was just said, I mean- uh... were you waiting a long time?" you asked nervously, hoping he didn't overhear your girl talk with March that was specifically about him.

"I didn't."

"....Really?"

"Really. I have no idea what you're talking about," Dan Heng said, and you sighed in relief and turned to face him again.

"Alright then, it wasn't much anywa-YAH?!" you squeaked when before you stood Dan Heng... in... his Vidyadhara form! Eh?!

"Dan Heng..." You gaped at him. He was truly beautiful, but...

"Why are you..?" you wondered, but Dan Heng merely shrugged and moved his long hair over his shoulder as if he didn't know what to do with himself in this form if it wasn't using his powers for battle.

"Just... felt like it."

You could see a blush on his cheeks.

"Are you sure you didn't hear anything just now?" you asked, knowing this couldn't be a coincidence. You were talking about it and he literally transformed moments after! But he shook his head again.

"I didn't." That little liar! Not that you minded.... You slowly stepped towards him as he kept just standing there. He didn't look uncomfortable showing you this form, but he did seem.... a little shy.

"Actually I never saw you like this.. from up close, I mean," you said, carefully reaching out to touch his cheek.

"Is this okay?" you asked. Seemed like it was. He even leaned into your touch like a cuddly cat, ah, so cute.

"It's okay," he said. You reached for his ear and softly brushed your finger along his pointy ear. He shuddered visibly and even let out a little sigh.

"So you really wanted to transform, just because?" you asked curiously, now reaching for his other ear too. They were so cute... Dan Heng nodded and his shoulders were shaking a little.

"Yehes, just b-because."

You started to feel less shy now he was being like this, especially when he stumbled backwards and clumsily sat down on your bed. You moved down as well and settled yourself in his lap. With both hands you moved his long hair behind his shoulders and lightly caressed his neck with soft wiggling fingers, hoping it would tickle. It did.

"I see, what a coincidence," you said, watching the beautiful smile on his face.

"S-so you mahahay stohohop nohohow," he laughed politely. You may stop now, really? He was adorable.

"Because it tickles?" you wondered, and you went back to tickling his ears. Dan Heng gasped and tried to scrunch up his shoulders, but it didn't help him much.

"It d-doesn't hehe, juhuhust... Ahh!" Eep, was that a little moan? Straddling him, you could feel him writhe and squirm beneath you, and you were wondering if you were imagining it, or was that a little bulge you felt? Was he really getting hard now... already?

"So, it doesn't tickle? And you didn't overhear my conversation either? To think that a day would come when you tell me these lies with a straight face," you said teasingly, and to surprise him you moved both your hands down and tickled his sides.

"AHhah!" Dan Heng cried out and bucked his hips. You bounced on top of him but managed to keep your balance.

"Noho-wait- ahahack! Dohohon't!" Dan Heng tried to keep his cool, but instead of managing to chase you off him, he merely fell back. His long hair looked elegant around him as he arched his back, his hands prying at yours. He was breathing heavily and a deep blush could be seen on his cheeks.

"Baby...." Entranced, you continued to tickle him.

"Plehease," Dan Heng moaned. You had never seen him this erotic before. He was moaning and panting, and suddenly his breathing quickened.

You instinctively reached down and felt the bulge in his pants. Dan Heng let out squeaky moan and shook his head.

"D-don't look- ahh," he managed to say. "It's e-embarrassing- hngh!" You rubbed the bulge in his pants and were surprised he was already so hard.

"Please allow me," you begged. He looked so erotic, yet so embarrassed. Was Dan Heng in this form, uh, hornier? More sensitive maybe? Was that why he was reluctant to show you, before he overheard your talk with March? Maybe.

Dan Heng nodded but covered his face with his hand. "If you must," he said, causing you to laugh.

"Now now baby, don't be like this. I'll only make you feel good. But if you want me to stop for real, please tell me clearly."

No answer came to that, and when he lifted his hips so you could undress him more easily, you knew he was just embarrassed but not against it.

Your eyes widened when you saw how hard he was and he looked, well yeah.. larger than his usual erection. To think he had been hiding this from you for over a year.

Still covering his eyes, Dan Heng shook his head. "Don't stare at it."

Pffft! To tease him, you lightly tickled his inner thigh, very close to the base of his dick, and you were surprised to hear a loud giggly moan coming from him.

"NAhah! Whahat- hehe?" he giggled adorably, moving one hand from his face to look at you with one eye, which looked like it had teared up a little.

"You said don't stare at it, so I'm tickling you," you said, moving the tickling from his thigh to the huge erection itself. You lightly scribbled your fingers against it, giggling when Dan Heng shuddered and moaned. At this point it didn't even tickle him, he just felt so much pleasure.

"P-please- ah," Dan Heng moaned, moving his hips slightly as you stroked him firmly.

"Please, what?" you asked curiously. Was he still going to be embarrassed about this?

"Please, don't stop." Oh, he wasn't! With a smile on your face, you continued to pleasure him.

"Don't worry, I won't stop," you reassured, and to add to that, you started tickling him again, his inner thigh and hip, while you continued to stroke him, and Dan Heng's giggly moans and heavy wheezes were everything to turn you on to the fullest as well.

It didn't take long before he came all over you - his orgasm huge, sticky and long - and you watched him in amazement. That was quite a mystical orgasm, if you had to describe it in some way. Dan Heng stared at you, finally uncovering his face entirely.

"You don't hate it?"

Oh, huh? You shook your head to awaken from your trance. "W-what?"

"This. I'm different like this. You don't hate it?" Dan Heng asked. He was still breathing heavily. With the blush on his face, tears in his eyes and the eh... Your eyes scanned his body and tried to focus on his face again. The cum all over his stomach... He looked too erotic for his own good.

"Of course I don't hate it. I love it," you said, and you leaned down and gave him a kiss. He kissed you back with passion.

"That's a relief," he muttered breathlessly before kissing you even more. You still didn't understand everything about his Vidyadhara form, except that he appeared more sensitive (and erotic?!) than in his everyday form, but still.

You were glad and loved that he finally showed the real him to you. So much that you would let him get away with his silly lies. Even the next day, Dan Heng claimed he did not overhear your chat with March, and that he 'just felt like' finally transforming by your side. Such a lovely little liar!

[bruciemilf]

:(( Early Adoption AUs where Dick and Jason kidnap baby Tim is such, such a good trope.

It all started when they were playing in the yard.

They miss Bruce everytime he leaves for a dumb meeting, and if they have to wait outside for him until it darkens, that's what they'll do.

They're having fun. Alfred even allowed them to turn the sprinklers on and get the bathtub toys out. It's not everyday Gotham allows sunshine showers, after all.

Jason spots Tim first.

A mess of dark locks creeping through his pink binoculars. Tim is a small kid. Jason notices the chair behind him. He also notices the inside of his house is fairly empty.

They don't agree on much, not on anything, really.

But they KNOW a baby isn't supposed to look that sad.

Bruce comes home a couple hours later, sighing in relief as moonlight shadows cool down his skin. He practically melts under the sun. Alfred jokes (or at least, Bruce hopes he is) its the vampire genes in him.

Still. He rarely, if ever, sees Alfred nervous.

" Don't you want to tell me about patrol?"

Bruce frowns, " You don't like hearing about it. I have to shower. I can't play with Dickie and Jay if I reek of blood."

" Just go to the other bathroom."

Now, he's suspicious. " In the bathroom you never let me use? Because the boys used it like a water park? The bathroom you've explicitly told me you'll make me an orphan again over?"

Alfred shrugs, " It's a nice bathroom."

There's giggles streaming through his bedroom door and Bruce pauses. He knows exactly how his babies sound when they're happy.

He knows the tell-tale mischief in Dick's bright snickers and Jason's ear popping shriek is Bruce's favorite sound.

But there's another one, smaller and thinner, yet joyful.

He gives Alfred one last look before entering, and the sight freezes him in his tracks.

Right there, there's his boys, drowning in his work suit jackets, with glitter markers smeared all over their eyelids. The bright reds and greens pop around Bruce's eyeliner.

And in the middle of them there's tiny, itty bitty Tim Drake, also smudge-eyed but GLOWING with a toothy grin.

"B!" Dick's eyes are wide, " Uh...So you're probably wondering...About this."

"Hn."

Then, Tim surprises them all when he points a finger at him, " Batman."

Oh, boy.

[ladykailitha]

Never Hold Back Your Step... Part 14

Hey, guys just a couple chapters left. The story is done. I kind skip over the Mind Flayer bit and get back to the heart of the story, Eddie and Steve.

It will be some time before I start the last one. The lack of interest for this one made it hard to finish and as you're aware I don't really like having to rely on canon so much. And the last one will have to feature it in someway. But we'll see.

In this we get Eddie calling in the cavalry, Steve and Robin are captured and Steve plays hero.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13

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To say Eddie was worried would be an understatement. He had gone to the mall to pick Steve up from work and he wasn’t there.

But he knew about the Russian message and he knew that there was one thing Steve couldn’t stand and that’s was letting a literal child rush headlong into danger, not if he could help it.

So he started looking around. There were bound to be clues. And sure enough, the ladder had been moved and vent wasn’t properly screwed on anymore. But there was no way that any of the three Musketeers would fit through that space and he shuddered to think what or who they would have gotten to go down that tunnel.

He put his hand on his hip and scratched his chin. Then he snapped his fingers. There was nothing for it. He was going to have to call in the cavalry and by cavalry he meant Uncle Wayne.

Eddie went to a payphone and pulled out a quarter. He dialed home.

“‘Ello,” Wayne greeted gruffly. “Wayne speaking.”

“Uncle Wayne!” he cried. “I’m at the mall and I can’t find Steve. His car is still here, but I can’t find him. Which his car being here is weird as I was supposed to pick him up.”

There was a pause on the other end of the line before Wayne said, nice and low, “This is about those comics, ain’t it?”

Eddie straightened his spine. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t be playing games with me, boy,” Wayne growled. “If your boy is trouble I need to know everything.”

“Meet me on the north side of the mall and I’ll tell you what I know,” Eddie whispered, looking over his shoulder. “I don’t want to say much over the phone.”

Again there was a beat then, “I’m on my way.”

~

The arguing was starting to mess with Steve’s head. In that he meant it was going to give him a migraine and then he was going to murder them. Particularly since he didn’t have his medication with him.

Because they were trapped in a fucking elevator underneath the mall and no way out or back up.

“Shut up!” he huffed. “I don’t care about Tina or Uncle Jack’s party, mmk?” He cocked his head forward for emphasis. “Look if we don’t find a way out of here, there wouldn’t be any parties or shit, because we’d all be dead. No one is looking for us, because they don’t know where we are.”

Erica popped her hip and placed her hand on it. “Maybe no one is looking for you. But my parents are absolutely looking for me.”

Steve covered his face with his hands. “Not what I meant! I mean no one is going to look for a secret Russian base under the mall because that’s fucking insane!”

Time went on and it was looking less and less likely they’d find a way out even with Dustin constantly trying to use his little communicator to reach out to anyone who could help when Robin heard someone coming.

They all ducked behind the crates when Steve got a bright idea. Taking Erica’s vial of green glowing liquid, he leapt into action.

As the elevator door closed, he stuck the vial between the floor and the door, effectively stopping its descent. He signaled to Dustin and Erica to get out first and then Robin. He rolled under the door just the vial’s strength gave out.

It shattered, its contents spewing all over the floor. Then to their horror it began to eat away at the floor and the door.

“Shit!” Dustin swore and Steve agreed. He barely missed rolling into the stuff and really didn’t want to know what it did to flesh if it did that to fucking metal.

They looked around but the only way to go was further into the base.

“Out of the frying pan,” Robin said with her hands on her hips, “and into the fire.”

Steve sighed and walked toward the long hallway, the other three following close behind.

~

Eddie paced in front of the movie theater. He was really worried about Steve now. He had asked a couple of the other people in the food court if they had seen anything, but the only thing they mentioned was that they closed early.

He wished not for the first time that Steve had thought to call him. But he knew why he didn’t. There were several reason that came to his head. That Dustin was super pushy about it and Steve wasn’t allowed the time to call. That Steve didn’t want him involved in whatever the hell this mess was. Which fair, but a head’s up would have been nice.

A beat up pickup pulled to a stop in front of him and he nearly sagged with relief. Uncle Wayne would know what to do.

Wayne was out of his truck and gathering Eddie up in his arms before his lip could even wobble.

Eddie told him everything Steve had said about weird shit in Hawkins and how everything was tied to that lab. He had been slowly prying it out of Steve over the last month whenever they were alone.

“We’ll find him,” Wayne said fiercely. “So he’s car’s here, which means it’s probably been left here overnight. Whatever happened, didn’t happen today. Which isn’t good. Who might he have gone to?”

Eddie frowned. “I’m pretty sure Dustin is already with him, and probably his co-worker, Robin Buckley.” He thought about the comic with the dire wolves. “Lucas Sinclair and Max Mayfield.”

“Ed,” Wayne said slowly, “those are children you just named.”

“Uh...” Eddie said, wrinkling his brow in concentration. “I know there are a couple of actual adults involved, but I don’t know who. I mean, I’d guess Mrs. Byers because her son is in the middle of all this shit, but...” he just shrugged.

Wayne rubbed his eyebrow in frustration. These were children, Steve included. He didn’t care if the boy just turned eighteen, Steve was only sixteen when all this shit started. None of them should have been anywhere near this shit.

“Hopper!” Eddie cried, snapping his fingers. “Steve said the police chef knew about the goings on here in Hawkins.”

“I’m going to kill him,” Wayne muttered darkly.

Secretly Eddie agreed. He was usually all about down with the man and conspiracies and all that shit, but the chief of police knowing that things are fucked up and not doing more to protect this town from whatever the hell this all was? Yeah, fuck that guy in particular.

“Here’s what we’re going to do,” Wayne said firmly. “I’m going to go the police station and hunt Hopper down, see if he knows about anything under the mall. You are going to stay here, keep an eye out for him at the mall. Since his car is still here, he’s got to be somewhere on the property.”

Eddie nodded, pursing his lips together and rocking back on his heels.

“Good,” Wayne groused. “I’ve got a pair of walkies in the cab of my truck, we’ll keep in contact that way, okay?”

Eddie heaved a sigh of relief. That made it easy to know where each other was at all times. He took the walkie talkie from Wayne and headed back into the mall.

He knew that Steve wouldn’t be in the food court, wherever he had gone, was away from the ice cream shop.

So he setup his vigil on one of the benches half way between the food court and the theater so that he could keep an eye on the two busiest locations.

He pulled out his little notebook to make it look like he was drawing or whatever to not arouse suspicion and settled in for a long wait.

~

Steve was fucking terrified. He wanted to run back to Forest Hills and crawl into Eddie’s bed and never come out of it ever again. They were only supposed to find out what the Russians were up to so that they could report it to their ‘friends’ at the DOE and be lauded as heroes instead of heaps of NDAs and admonishments to keep their mouths shut.

But now they were walking into something they didn’t even fucking know how to get out of. No one knew where they were. Or even where to start looking. Dustin had almost used up all the battery on his little communicator trying to get into contact with their friends and no one had answered.

And then he saw it.

It was a good thing he hadn’t eaten in who knows how long because he absolutely would have lost it.

“What the hell is that?” Erica said, reeling back in disgust.

“Dustin,” Steve implored. “Please tell me that isn’t what it looks like.”

Dustin grabbed his hand. “Uh...nope. It’s exactly what it looks like.”

They had reached a room where there were a lot of scientists running around, calling out in Russian and making notes on clipboards. In the center of the room was a red pulsating mass.

They ducked behind some boxes and Steve bit back a whimper.

“Is it open?” Steve asked Dustin.

Dustin peeked over the boxes and then ducked back down. “No. Not yet. But I bet that’s what the green goo is for.”

“Shit,” Steve hissed. “Of course they’re trying to open a Gate. What else would Russians want with Hawkins?”

Dustin looked devastated, because Steve was right. There was only one thing a foreign government would want in their fucked up little town. The Upside Down.

They managed to sneak around the scientists and found themselves in a control room. A mostly empty control with a single guard.

Steve plan was stupid. But it was all they had.

And it ended better than he thought it would if he was honest with himself. Robin and he had been captured while Erica and Dustin had gotten away.

They kept asking him over and over who they were and who they worked for. Steve did everything he could to keep the attention on him. Robin didn’t know anything. She didn’t know anything about Gates and monsters, and alternative dimensions. He kept repeating the truth over and over again.

“Steve Harrington, I work at Scoops Ahoy!” he chanted, his voice slurring after the fifth strike to the side of his face.

Again and again they didn’t believe him.

Then they took him away and the beating intensified. He was crying now and he didn’t care. He just wanted to have a barbecue with his boyfriend and his uncle. His parents had called him again to say that they wouldn’t be home. He hoped and feared that Eddie and Wayne were looking for him.

Then his world went black.

~

I'm not going to show Steve being tortured. This story isn't about that. It's not even really about season 3. It's about Steve and Eddie.

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Blame it on the Club’s Playlist | Chapter 4 Low

S. Gojo x plus!size fem reader

Warnings: p in v, oral sex (f and m receiving), creampie, squirting, car sex, brief description of grinding, heavy makeout session, dacriphylia, let me know if I missed any

Blame it on the Club's Playlist| Series Masterlist

Credits to @super-marvel-dc for the gojo divider!!! They have more on their profile🥹

a/n: I low-key feel the beginning was slightly rush but I just wanted reader and Satoru to finally get some time togetherrrrrr. this took me like around 3 days to finish lmfaooo. but I hope you guys love itttttt. if youd like to be added to the taglist please comment below!

God you felt like a fucking asshole. You probably looked pathetic to him.

Nice job Y/N, you really know how to ruin things. Your mind continuously sneered at you.

Your currently rolled almost like a burrito in the mess of blankets on your bed, hugging a pillow to your body and feeling worse as you fell into a deeper hole of sadness. Luxio lay on the corner of your bed, his paws tucked under him as his green eyes watched the lump of blankets (you) move or twitch every few minutes. Your room was dark, curtains still drawn not helping the mood at all.

The alarm on your phone started going off, this was the third one you've snoozed. You knew you were supposed to be getting ready for class, but you just can't bring yourself to do it.

You already fucked up one thing, don't add your grades to it.

You let out a groan, uncurling yourself from the blankets and getting off the bed. You did your normal routine of showering and getting ready, opting for some black comfy sweatpants and a black hoodie to pair it with, your feet clad in warm socks and you slipped on your tan colored crocs and headed out the door. As soon as you reached your complex parking lot you're surprised to see your friends leaning against your car.

"Hi bestie, you okay?"

As soon as they see the tears well up in your face but you press the sleeve of your hoodie over them quickly they frown, one of them engulfing you in a hug. "Talk to us."

And that's how you found yourself back on the comfort of your bed, being comforted by your friends. Telling them everything that had happened on Friday, while they had ordered your favorite takeout and comfort drink. Luxio perched on the window sill watching you with your friends.

"Aww babe, I'm sorry that happened."

"But please remember that you are so beautiful." Both friends grabbing your hands, and your lip quivered. "And I don't think this will ruin how Gojo sees you."

"He probably thinks so low of me right now." You groan, covering your face with your hands.

"Babe, Gojo is into you. And I'm talking like real bad." Your friend says, her hand on your shoulder. "His friend Geto was talking to me in the line of the coffee shop, and he was telling me Gojo is obsessed with you."

You furrow your brows, looking up. "What?"

"Yeah, Gojo is pretty much head over heels for you."

"Let's not forget he literally took you out on a date?!" Your other friend exclaims.

"Friends date." You correct.

"You're so oblivious when you want to be, and it's cute."

"I have an idea." Your friend jumps up, heading straight to your closet. Skimming through your clothes as she talks. "You feel bad about ruining your night with Gojo, why don't you call him and talk to him?"

"No-"

"I think it's a good idea, plan something and invite him. It doesn't have to lead to anything, but just talk to him. I know you like him, and he likes you."

You chewed on your bottom lip. "I'll ruin it."

"You need to get out of your head babe, I promise it'll work out."

"Don't worry about the details, just worry about getting all dolled up and we'll pick you up." One of them says and your other friend nods. Both of them kissing your cheek as they leave.

♡

"So are you just gonna mope all day?" Suguru asks, tapping his pen over Satoru's head. The white haired man lets out a muffled groan against his pillow. "Come on man, just call her." Satoru's words were muffled as he spoke, and Suguru gripped his hair and lifted his head up. "Come again?"

"She hates me."

"She doesn't hate you man, just talk to her."

Satoru shakes his head, slamming his face back down on the pillow. He felt like an asshole. The last thing he wanted was to make you uncomfortable but he just didn't know what to do better.

"Why don't you invite her to Toji's party tonight?"

Satoru rolls over, laying his arm over his stomach and staring at his ceiling. "I don't want her to think I'm just inviting her to fuck or something."

"Then just say it could be another friend date."

As soon as he said this his phone chimed, Suguru picking up his phone and reading over the message a smirk on his lips. "It's for you." He passes Satoru the phone to which he grabs begrudgingly, only for him to sit up at lightning speed as he read it.

Ethereal Girl just sent 4 new messages.

Ethereal Girl:

hi!

This is Y/N's friends, we heard all about what happened and I know you like her and she likes you. So we've convinced her to go to tonights party at the frat house, and she is willing to see you there for another 'friends' date.

If you're really into her like your friend said, meet her there and be patient with her! Compliment her like you do, and I promise you're sweeping her off her feet asap.

Also we're deleting these messages from her phone so she doesn't see them, so do not respond. And be nice when you see her, we have no problem kicking your ass if you're not. :)

"Now help me finish our project so we can get you to your girl."

♡

The frat house was blasting music, people coming in and out of the building, some even stumbling from the amount of drinks they'd taken. Your friends pulled you after them into the house, immediately your greeted with the smell of alcohol, sweat and probably, weed?

"I need something to drink-"

"NO!" Both of your friends exclaim. "Tonight you will be sober and yourself. No alcohol." "Alcohol is a confidence booster." You remind and they shake their head.

"For this to work, you will be your cute and sweet self."

"Let's dance now that we're here." One of them says and pull you into the mess of people in the middle of the big living room.

Shawty had them Apple Bottom jeans (Jeans), boots with the fur (With the fur)

You laughed as your friend practically threw her ass on you, your other friend squealing as she recorded.

The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low Them baggy sweatpants and the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)

You forgot for just a few seconds the reason why'd you come to the party, your friends antics taking over everything in your mind. But that was just for a few seconds, because from afar your eyes zeroed in on the white bed oh hair that was leaning against the wall, nursing a drink in his hand while he talked to a girl. Your entire body visibly deflated at the view, he seemed to be laughing at something the girl had said, and she shook her head, her short hair swaying as she did and placing a hand on her hip.

She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (Ayy!) She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low

You should have known, you knew better. Why would you ever get your hopes up? This ran through your mind, and eventually you shook your head.

This isn't the first time its happened, get over it.

You turn to your friends and send them a big smile, as you started dancing with them.

Hey, I ain't never seen nothin' that'll make me go This crazy all night spendin' my dough Had a million dollar vibe and a bottle to go Them birthday cakes they stole the show

You absentmindedly always ended up looking over at Saotru, feeling that crippling burn on your chest from the sight of him and that girl. Even Geto had eventually joined their conversation, and you felt that twinge of envy, or was that jealousy?

Though you were snapped out of your gaze when a had landed on your waist, looking behind you to see it was a guy you've never seen before.

"Hey, why is a hot girl like you dancing all alone?" He says, his breath reeked of alcohol, the type to make your stomach churn, and his words almost sounded slurred.

"I'm not alone, I'm with my friends..." Though you trailed off, your friends were no where near ins right.

So sexual, she was flexible Professional, drinkin' X and O Hold up, wait a minute, do I see what I think I, whoa

"I don't see them."

You shake your head and push his hands off you, turning around to face him. "Yeah, I better go look for them."

"What? No, you gotta finish your dance with me-"

"Yeah, I don't think so." A familiar voice spoke up behind you, a warm hand on your hip making you jump from the contact. Immediately recognizing the grip, as you looked at the drunk man in front of you scoff. "You're drunk, walk away, man."

The drunk man grumbled something before stumbling away.

Did I think I see shawty get low? Ain't the same when it's up that close Make it rain, I'm makin' it snow Work the pole, I got the bank roll I'ma say that I prefer them no clothes

Now that you were with Satoru, your mind went into overdrive trying to apologize for the other night. His blue eyes watching as you stumbled over your words, you were also unknowingly picking at the skin around your nails, making him grab your hands. This made you stop, looking at him.

"I'm not mad at you, pretty girl. I just don't want to scare you away."

You were trying to find the words, the right ones to tell him that you liked him. That he was driving you insane, and you wanted him so bad. You needed him again. And so you did the first thing that came to mind, you placed his hands on your hips and turned around. Pressing yourself against him, shaking your ass to the beat of the song, as you brought an arm up and pulled his head down, turning your head just in time to kiss him.

I'm into that, I love women exposed She threw it back at me, I gave her mo' Cash ain't no problem, I know where it goes She had them

Satoru was quick to respond to the kiss, his grip on your hips tight as he danced with you. Your tongues clashed and sure, you knew you were still in public, but most of the people here were drunk and paying you no mind. You pulled away for air and Satoru was quick to trail kisses down your jaw. "Satoru..."

"Hmmm?" He sucked a small bruise around your neck, making you gasp.

"I like you..."

Satoru stopped his actions, glancing at you with a grin. Placing a kiss on your lips and then turned you around so you would be facing him. HIs hands cupping your cheeks as he kissed you properly, and you fisted his shirt at this, his taste intoxicating your senses, and his touch making your skin feel alight.

This time Satoru pulls away, pecking your lips one more time. "I like you too."

You smiled, and Satoru swooned. You just looked so beautiful with your smile, and your perfect features complimenting you even more. You pulled him down so your lips lightly grazed his ears as you spoke, "I want you, Satoru."

And his pants suddenly felt so fucking tight. Your words making his tip leak in his boxers, and he was quick to grab your hand and turned you around walking you out of the stuffy party and frat house. Finding his G-wagon quickly unlocking and remote starting it form the key. He opens the back door, and you turn in his arms. Kissing him deeply and playfully biting his lower lip making him groan. "I trust you, Satoru." Was all you said as you climbed into the back seats and Satoru followed you with a boyish grin, closing the door behind him. The ac of the suv was blasting making goosebumps rise on your skin, Satorus hand landed on your shoulder as he gently pushed you back.

"I need to taste you again pretty girl, can I do that?"

"Please." You begged and fuck did that go straight to his cock. His hand on your ankle lifting it up to his lip, placing kisses as he trailed up your leg, his other hand pushing you dress up exactly where he knew you'd want it to be, revealing the black lacy panties that did nothing to hide your beautiful slick cunt. He could see some of your slick on your thighs and he's quick to lick along the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, all the way until the apex making you tremble. You were slightly slumped against the door, as Satoru practically lay on the seats, between your legs, as they dangled over his shoulders. He brought both hands to grip you, his thumbs pulling you lips apart and watching as your panties slipped and between them, slick gushing around it.

"Fuck." He muttered, licking along your covered slit, savoring your juices. His hands wrapped around your underwear and lightly tugged. "Gonna take these off, okay baby?" You nod, mouth agape, as you watched. "Need to hear you say it, pretty girl." Pressing a soft kiss over your clit.

"T-Take them off, Satoru. Please," You begged, fingers carding over his white locks softly tugging in reassurance. He's quick to pull your lacy panties down your legs, throwing them on the floor, and was quick to devour you. Lips sucking on your clit making our back arch, and a loud moan slip out of your mouth. Your fingers on his hair pulling a little harder, making him moan onto your clit, the vibrations making you see stars. Satoru was eating like a starved man, hungrily, licking sucking and kissing all over your slobbering pussy. His eyes on you the whole time, enjoying the way your face contorted in pleasure, how goosebumps raised on your skin, beads of sweat on running down your neck despite the cold ac blasting in the car.

His tongue circled your entrance, before making its way inside you. His thumb now pressing circles on your clit as he tried drinking everything single drop your cunt gave him.

"Oh shit, Toru', youre gonna make me cum." You whined, Your legs threatening to close around his head, and it sounded like music to his ears, shaking his head side to side as he continued his ministrations, tongue fucking you to oblivion as he slurped your juices.

"Cum on my face baby, do it." You didn't need to be told twice, your hips twitching and back arching as you let out a scream of pleasure. Your juices rushing out of you, dripping onto the leather seats as Satoru lapped at you, trying so hard not to let anything go to waste. Your legs quivered, as your orgasm rolled over you, getting prolonged, as Satoru lightly bit your clit, making you cry out. Your sensitive bud overstimulated as he sucked on it again, a knot on your lower stomach forming much quicker than the previous one. "Taste so fucking good, pretty girl." His words right against your clit, teasingly pressing his on it, God you looked so ethereal, your brows pinched up and your lower lip quivering at the intense pleasure you were feeling. He nibbled on your clit again and made you cry out, your breath staggering as you came again on his face. Pulling on his hair so hard, Satoru was moaning into your pussy in pleasure, his hips slightly humping his seats trying to feel some form of relief from his tight pants.

Satoru placed soft kisses over your cunt, giving your clit one last kiss before pulling away. Slowly crawling up your body to kiss you, the remnants of your taste on his tongue making you suck on his tongue. The feeling of the outline of his cock through his pants slightly grazed your exposed cunt and you gasped, making press more pressure onto you.

"Fuck baby, you're driving me insane." He said into your mouth, and you let out a breathy laugh. You slowly pushed him back, and for a second Satoru thought you were going to tell him you wanted to leave as you've done before, but your pushing him tills he's sat, bringing your knees under you as you crawled between his legs. It was now him who was sat against the door, watching as your fingers traced over his pants, and unbuttoning them, eyes on him. He's quick to lift his hips and help you pull his pants down to his knees, His boxers had a large stain, from his precum and you slowly leaned down, the view of your ass up in the air as you're placing kisses over his covered cock made him see stars. Twitching in the confinement's of the material, the pressure of your lips over him making his thighs twitch. Your hands now gripped the waste band of his boxers and Satoru once gain helped you pulled them down, his cock springing up and now stood against his stomach, the mushroom head flushed an angry red, with so much precum leaking down his pretty cock. The vein that ran up his cock making you practically drool at the sight, your lips wrapping around his tip while your hand wrapped around his shaft, pumping him as you greedily tasted him. Moaning as you did so, making Satoru moan, his hand collecting your hair so it wouldn't get in the way. Your eyes met his as you took more of him in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks running and moving your hand away till he hit the back of your throat making you slightly gag. Your hand now fondling his heavy balls, making Satoru's grip on your hair tight, trying to avoid fucking up into your mouth.

"Baby, fuck -ngh- taking me so fucking well." He praised his other hand caressing your cheek and you started bobbing your head. Moaning around his cock, each time gagging slightly as his tip hits your throat. Your drool ran down the sides of your mouth, and your other hand gripped his thigh, nails digging into his skin. "That's it, sucking my cock so good."

You slowly pulled off with a lewd pop, a string of saliva still on his tip. "Fuck my mouth, Toru, please."

He could cum right then and there. But no, he couldn't, not when his pretty girl just asked something of him, and he would oblige. He nods before both hands now cupped your face and lowered you on his cock, his hips lifting as he began fucking his dick into your mouth. His fast pace making his thighs burn, and his tip slamming repeatedly into the back of your throat, tears running down your face as you gagged.

"Gonna cum soon baby, want me to cum in your mouth?' You nod, gurgling around his cock as if to voice what you wanted, only for more drool to coat his cock. His abs clenched under his shirt, and his balls felt so tight, your hand still playing with them. "Gonna swallow all of it like a good girl, okay." You hum, and hollow your cheeks again, greedily sucking him and Satoru throws his head back, his hips now stuttering as his cum spurted out into your mouth, and he tried to keep his hips up, his tip lodged right at your throat as he came. You choked slightly, trying to swallow as much as you could. Some of it leaking out front he side of your lips. Satoru's entire body shivered, his throat bobbing as he swallowed, trying to catch his breath. When he looked back down at you, the sight of you looking so fucked up, mascara running down your face from your tears, his cum dribbling down your chin as you still swallowed whatever was left. His hand gently pulled you off him, cock still hard as it quickly leaned back against his stomach. His thumb swiped over his come on your chin, bringing it to your mouth as you sucked it clean.

"Fuck, come here." He immediately pulled you on him, devouring your mouth with his. Groaning at the tase of himself, greedily sucking your tongue. You whined into his mouth, now straddling his lap, your dress riding up a little higher, your exposed cunt grazing against his cock making your hips jolt. His grip on your hips tight as he slowly pulled you back and forth on his cock, the feeling of him between your lips making you moan.

"I want you to fuck me, Satoru, please." You begged, pushing your hips till his tip pressed against your clit so deliciously you cried out.

"How bad baby?" Even in the midst of his own pleasure he wants to tease you. You pull away from his lips and turn around, ass in the as your arch your back, bringing a hand between you to spread your pussy lips for him. The sight of your hole clenching around nothing, drooling your delicious juices has Satoru's mind short circuiting, the view making him want to cum right there. His quick to get on his knees, hands on your ass, massaging the globes and pulling them apart. "You look so fucking good." His hand homes down hard, the sting of the slap on your ass making you moan. Pushing yourself back onto him, urging him to fuck you. His hands rummaged through the pockets of his discarded pants, looking for a condom till your hand reached out to wrap around his wrist.

"Wanna feel you, Toru, please I want you to fuck me. I need you."

Dropping his pants and forgetting the condom, he grabbed his cock, slowly moving it up and down your cunt until finally pushing in, the feeling of him making you moan. Your walls clenching around him so tight, he swore he'd never be able to get out. Once he was in completely he let out a filthy moan, sweat running down his face, and the grip of his hands on your hips bruising. You clenched and unclenched around him repeatedly, the feeling of his tip nestled against your cervix making you cry out, laying your head on the rich leather of his seats. Satoru was trying so hard not to cum, focusing on regulating his breathing until you pulled your hips forward and pushed them back. Fucking yourself on him, moans spilling out of your mouth.

"Oh fuck" Satoru matched your movements, skin slapping against skin, the wet plap of your juices sticking to his skin sounding like heaven on his ears. His eyes watching as his cock split you open, creaming around his base, and webs of your cum continuously spreading over his thighs and your pussy. "Fucking love this pussy." He moans, hips pistoning into you as you still kept pushing your hips back. "Keep fucking yourself on me, baby."

"Satoru, f-feels so so good." You cried, hands clenched into fists next to your, the skin of your ass rippling with each thrust, your tits threatening to spill out of your dress.

"Such a good girl letting me fuck you raw." He praised, the feeling of his balls slapping against your clit making him clench his stomach. "Missed this pussy, pretty girl. Missed you so much."

"Missed you too, Toru." Tears ran down your face, your breathing ragged, his cock spearing into you at such a delicious pace. You felt so full, each thrust felt like he was in your stomach, and fuck did it feel so good.

"You're not gonna run away again, right baby?"

"N-No." You moan, wailing at the intense pleasure your impending orgasm that was so close.

"Say you're sorry baby, wanna hear you, and then you can cum." Satoru slowed his pace, making you cry.

"I'm sorry, Toru, I'm sorry." You lifted your head a little to look back at him, still pushing your ass back on his cock. "I want you Toru, please please fuck me. Make me cum, please baby."

Satoru's pace turned brutal, the slam of his tip in that spongy spot inside you making black dots appear in your vision, letting one of his hands go under you for his fingers to press circles to your clit making you scream. Hips stuttering, and stomach clenching as you came, juices spraying out, covering his thighs and his seats.

"Oh fuck, fuck, c-cumming I'm cumming." You cried, fat tears rolling down your cheeks. Your entire body trembling as your pussy contracted around him making him groan,

"Squirting on me like a good girl." He continued to stimulate your clit, the overstimulation making you bring a hand back to try and slow him down, pressing onto his hard stomach. His other hand let go of your hip as he gripped your wrist, still fucking mean thrusts into you as his fingers pressed on your sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Fuck. Toru, please so s-sensitive." You cry, your body jolting forward with his hard thrusts.

"You can cum again, baby, come on." He encouraged, Satoru was on the verge of his orgasm himself, but he just wanted you to cum again. He needed it. You whine, your body shaking as your pussy contacted like a vice around him, another stream of your orgasm spraying out.

Your throat felt so raw from the scream you let out, Satoru groaning as he let go of your arm to grip your hips, his cock painting you white inside. The warmth feeling of his cum making you gasp, some of it dripping around him and onto the seats. Satoru kept fucking his cum into you, his cock yet to stop cumming all on its own. "You're not gonna waste any of my cum, right baby?" You nodded, goosebumps all over your skin as he kept his hips flushed against your ass. His cock softening, as he finally stopped cumming. The both of you trying to catch your breath. Satoru carefully pulled out of you, eyes watching as his cum tried to ooze out of your pussy, before his stuffing it back inside with his fingers making you cry out.

"Toru." You whine, clearly overstimulated. He chuckles and places a kiss on your ass check and pulling out his fingers. Sitting back down as he watched you awkwardly try to cup your hands between your legs, "It's leaking over your seats."

Satoru smiles, giving you a kiss as he pulls you to lean against his chest. "It's okay, I'll get it detailed tomorrow. Just relax." You nodded and leaned your head back on his chest, your mind still buzzing from your orgasms and legs still shaking. You could feel the wet pool of his cum dribbling out of you and onto the seats under you but the warmth of him against you made your eyes almost droopy. "I meant what I said."

"Hm?"

"I like you, a lot." You felt giddy, almost like a school girl with heat creeping up your neck and cheeks.

"Me too."

Satoru leans down to press a kiss on your cheek as you smile. "So... how about a real date?"

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The Book Club

Characters: Satan x F! Reader ( x Asmo ) Rating: Mature [Minors DNI] Word Count: 2.5k+ Tags: smut, public sex, unprotected sex, cock warming, exhibitionism/voyeurism, masturbation, oral sex, threesome, cum in mouth + vagina, female body parts, they/them pronouns for reader, mam and levi are briefly in the story but are not involved in this smut (sry loves) A/N: just an idea that popped into my head and took off! also! highly recommmend the picture of dorian gray by oscar wilde. I haven't read it in forever so I'm gonna give it a reread, but you should check it out if you can. Anyways, pls enjoy ♡

It wasn't unusual for you and Satan to hang out in the House library and read together. Whether it was for educational purposes, or simply recreational, the two of you loved being in the library. So much so that, if his brothers needed to find one of you, they would often only need look in the there. Typically the two of you took to Satan's bedroom for your more intimate affairs, keeping your sexual adventures together private. This evening, however, you had something else in mind.

There you both sit on the plush purple couch, the fire roaring in front of you two. You sit perched in Satan's lap as he has one arm around your waist, the other hand holding his copy of The Picture of Dorian Gray for you to read aloud. A soft, fuzzy blanket is draped across the two of you, concealing the fact that Satan's throbbing cock is fully sheathed inside of your tight, wet pussy. The two of you wanted to relax while you read, and nothing is more relaxing to Satan than having his cock warmed by you while reading a nice book. Cuddling with you in his lap while your warmth squeezes around him, the fire crackling in the background with the gentle melody of your voice reading to him - Satan has never been to the Celestial Realm, but he'd be willing to argue that this is better. As you shift slightly in his lap to flip the page forward, Satan can't help but to let out a tiny groan, his cock twitching inside of you. You feel so good wrapped around him, it took every ounce of self restraint not to just throw the book down and fuck into you right now.

"Careful, kitten," he whispers in your ear, "if we get too heated, we may have to-" Just as Satan was finishing his sentence, the library doors burst open. In through the door Mammon comes rushing, already arguing with Leviathan and Asmodeus who are walking in behind him. Asmodeus is wearing an annoyed expression, clearly in disagreement with Mammon, while Leviathan seems barely interested and is playing his handheld console. You could feel Satan tense up beneath you - his lime green finger tips digging into your hip, his expression stoic and expressionless. You knew Satan well enough to know that this was the calm before the storm.

"Oi, human! I've been lookin' for ya! Settle this argument we're havin'," Mammon shouts as he approaches the two of you.

"Seriously, Mammon? You really think they're gonna approve of such a stupid scheme? You're such an idiot," says Asmodeus, rolling his eyes as he stands next to Mammon with a hand on his hip. Leviathan leans against one of the study tables, his eyes still focused on his game.

"Yeah, Mammon. They're not gonna tell you anything different from us," he says without looking up. Mammon has a betrayed look on his face, turning to plead his case to you. Before Mammon can even begin to explain, Satan interjects.

"Not even a single fucking word Mammon, the answer is no."

"LOL!"

"But ya didn't even-"

"I said no, Mammon. We don't want to fucking hear it. I've known you my entire life. I know the kinds of schemes you concoct, I know that you want to drag my human into it and ultimately leave them with the mess. I don't care what it is - the answer is NO." You could feel Satan's wrath building up from his side of the pact. The two of you were supposed to be having a nice, relaxing, intimate evening, and the last thing you wanted was for Satan to fly into a fit of rage. The situation needed to be diffused before it reached a flashing point, and there was no one better in all three realms to soothe the situation than you. You squeeze your walls around him, reminding him of the situation you are in. A small gasp escapes Satan's lips, a hint of surprise in his emerald green eyes. You move your hand to gently stroke his golden blonde hair, the wrath you felt building up starting to ease. Satan's eyes can't help but to flutter closed at all of the different sensations, and as you continue to stroke his hair, you turn to address Mammon and his other brothers.

"Hey! Whaddaya mean by your hum-"

"Mammon, sweetheart," you cut him off, "I know you probably think you have a good plan...but whatever it is, if this many people are telling you it's a bad idea, it probably is."

"But-"

"No buts. You know in the end you're just gonna get strung up from the ceiling again. Now, if you will excuse us, we were busy reading Oscar Wilde before the three of you interrupted," you said, turning your attention back to the book and ultimately trying to get your evening back on the rails. You feel Satan's cock twitch inside of you once again as you take the book from his hand, forcing you to bite your bottom lip.

"Tch, whatever. Who even cares, I've got tons of other ideas," Mammon says as he sulks his way out the library door. Leviathan pushes off the table, also making his exit as he simultaneously continues on with his current in-game mission. The only brother that still remains is Asmodeus. He remains stood across from the two of you, a hint of suspicion on his face as he watches you. Unbeknownst to you, he had been observing you both since he entered the room. The obvious lust lingering in the air upon his arrival, and again a few moments ago, had been enough to keep him curious about what you two are really up to. Folding his arms across his chest, Asmo is determined to get to the bottom of this.

"Reading...sure..." he says, an eyebrow raised, clearly implying that the two of you are hiding something.

"Clearly, we are reading. We're in the middle of The Picture of Dorian Gray, a novel you would probably do well to read. Now, I don't know what you think we're doing Asmo, but why don't yo-"

"You know exactly what I am implying, big brother," he remarks, a sinister smirk on his face. "Or have you forgotten I'm the Avatar of Lust?" At the mention of lust, Satan can feel you clench around him and hold on. His breathing hitches yet again, his heart racing right along with yours, at the prospect that Lust itself has caught you in the act. "Did you think you two could hide this from me? Such blatant lust right in front of me," he says in a lightly mocking tone. You look over to Satan to see his cheeks dusted with blush and his eyes avoiding the both of you. You can feel yourself dripping down his hard length in anticipation of what could possibly happen next - whatever it is, the haze of lust grows in your mind, and you're just hoping to get some relief. It's hard to even focus on what the two demons in the room are talking about when all you can think about is your growing desire to just start bouncing on Satan's cock. It's not like Asmo would care, right? So tempting...

Before you can even make a decision, Asmo steps forward and reaches down, pulling on the blanket covering the two of you. Satan tries holding on to it but Asmo uses all of his force to pull on it, ripping it away and exposing your little cock warming session.

"I fucking knew it," exclaims Asmodeus, clearly satisfied with the results of his query. He tosses the blanket down on the ground, then goes to sit in one of the reading chairs across from you, his eyes glowing pink and his sinister grin wide. "Oh, don't mind me. Our darling human clearly needs you more right now, dear brother~♡" As much as Satan wanted to protest, he'd have to punish his younger brother later. Neither of you have the resolve to hold back any longer, and if the Avatar of Lust insists on watching, then he better enjoy the damn show. You both knew waiting was apart of the fun of cock warming, but neither of you expected such an agonizing pleasure. You had been carefully rubbing your thighs together, trying to find a small bit of relief, while Satan quite literally bit his tongue to hold in the moans - that was, until, you two had been exposed. To hell with hiding; to hell with waiting. You place your arm on the back of the couch, pushing yourself up and sliding back down Satan's cock. Moans escape from both of your lips in unison, like music to Asmo's ears. He reaches down to undo his belt buckle, the sound of which causing Satan to open his eyes and shoot him an emerald death glare. You can't help but to let out a whine at Satan's lack of attention - you don't give a damn what Asmo is doing, you need Satan to fuck you into the couch, and you need him to do it now. Hearing you whine seemed to have done the trick, because the moment he looks at you and sees the desperate look in your eyes, he starts to thrust up into you.

"Finally," you sigh happily, relieved to finally be properly taking the cock you've been craving since he slid himself into you. As you bounce on Satan's lap, your eyes flutter closed, your hand clenching into the back of the couch as the other grips one of your breasts through your shirt. You open your eyes momentarily to see that Asmodeus has taken his cock out of his pants, and is now stroking it while watching the two of you over on the couch. 'Fuck,' you think to yourself, feeling yourself get even wetter at the sight. The pace of Satan's thrusts picks up as he reaches down in front of you to toy at your swollen clitoris, a jolt of pleasure being sent through your entire body at the moment of contact. 

"Fuck...yes kitten, just like that. So good for me," Satan praises as he continues to fuck you towards your first orgasm. As Asmodeus watches the Avatar of Wrath pound into your needy hole, he did his best to match the pace of his brother's thrusts with his own hand. He'd love to be the one passionately fucking you right now, but he'll settle for watching you as long as you get pleasure. Lust being his sin, he is feeding off the two of you right now. Even if you were ordinary he'd be soaking it in - but you're his darling human and he is simply obsessed with your pleasure. You have no idea how gorgeous you look to him right now - how amazing you look when you wear his sin on your face, the gorgeous way your voice reverberates off the walls when you moan. You truly are a work of art ~ ♡

The three of you moan in harmony as you continue to make your way towards the peak of your first orgasm. Satan continues to pump into you at an unwavering pace as he massages your sex, and you can feel yourself finally being pushed over the edge of your first orgasm. A warm tingle spreads over your entire body, your moans becoming erratic and your eyes rolling into the back of your head as Satan continues on, overstimulating you in the best of ways. You ride the high of your climax until you come down, Satan slowing the pace of his thrusts to allow you to catch your breath. 

A few moments later, you feel both of his hands clasp your hips, and suddenly he's bending you over the arm of the sofa. He begins driving his hips into you, hitting spots inside of you that no one else has before. He fucks into you at a steady pace, moans and whimpers spilling from your lips with each thrust, and in your mind's lustful haze you swear you can see fireworks. In the midst of it all, Asmodeus spots an opportunity for himself. With his own throbbing cock still in his hand, he stands up and makes his way over to your side of the couch. With his free hand, he cups your cheek, stroking your bottom lip with his thumb as he strokes himself.

"Darling, you look absolutely delectable. May I? Please~?" he asks as he puts the head of his cock near your mouth, looking down at you with pleading eyes. You nod and moan out a 'yes' before he slides himself into your mouth. A sigh of relief and an unrestrained moan fall from Asmo's lips as he feels your soft mouth around his hard shaft. The way Satan is pounding into you from behind creates enough momentum to fuck you onto Asmo's cock for him - all he has to do is watch, and he is simply entranced by you. He pushes your hair back out of your face, cupping the back of your head gently as he watches you. The way you're looking up at him as you suck his cock is enough to make him wanna bust alone, and that's without taking into consideration the way it feels when you moan against him. 

Satan starts to pick up the pace, feeling his own climax starting to come close. He reaches down to massage your clit once again, his thrusts starting to become harder and more erratic. Your muffled moans grow louder, as does your orgasm once again, as the three of you frantically fuck each other, trying to get each other off. Satan can feel your walls begin to tighten around him, your orgasm being the first to hit it's peak. 

"Fuck, yes kitten, cum all over my cock," he says as he pounds away at your increasingly tightening hole, his seed spilling into you after only a few more thrusts. As you moan all over Asmo's cock, he can't help but to thrust his hips into your face, his cum shooting down your throat as he gently moans your name. Asmo pulls out of you immediately after finishing, wiping your face with his thumb to clean up any stray. A few moments later, after catching his breath a little, Satan pulls out of you and quickly fixes his pants. He sits down on the couch and pulls you into his lap, not caring about anything leaking onto him. He wraps his arms around you and you both just sit together, continuing to catch your breaths. Asmodeus breaks the silence.

"I think I'll have to come to book club more often."  The three of you erupt into exhausted laughter. Book Club may have to become a regular occurrence - in a more private meeting room, of course. 

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[honey-minded-hivemind]

lmfao Dark Howlett/Creed!Reader having rankings for who they like the most

Imagine a tier list video except it's Reader ranking the X-Men and villains

Logan and Victor are probably F tier lol

Cube anon

Hahaha! Oh dear... Okay, I might as well do it, and make it canon (with hidden fun facts and lore for the au!)... This is in Creed/Howlett Reader's pov:

(Journal: List of Who Is The Least Awful)

(In the Green)

Gambit: is nice to me, only tries to steal my food and my spare change, wants information but at least attempts to listen to me talk first (he smells like cats and spice, maybe a hint of cinnamon) 7/10

Kurt: tries to be polite, but I know he's scared, and he went along with what the others did (I saw him wearing a cross necklace... Catholic, maybe? seems sweet, is blue and fluffy... smells like blueberry muffins) 6.5/10

Todd: still jokes at my expense, but is only as scared as everyone else... still doesn't like me, went along with their plan to use me (is he a feral mutant? or just a poor frog, erm, toad kid?) 6/10

Beast: was nice to my face, did not say i should stay, knew I was being tested, did nothing (why is it always the same?) 5.5/10

(In the Yellow)

Xavier: ... I don't like him, he set me up... but he is polite to my face, albeit he also decided I wouldn't be staying with them (who let him have kids?) 4/10

Rogue: isn't bad, but is distrustful of me (wasn't she in this position before?) 4/10

Magneto: terrifies me... but hasn't personally messed with me (he's Pietro and Wanda's dad, he's scary as f*ck!) 4/10

Evan: annoying and likes to mess around/make jokes about me, is not the worst (I'm not fighting him, he has SPIKES, I'm not that much of a sucker for pain-) 4/10

Lance: still annoyed me, was not nice, was rude and threw a rock at me in retaliation once (has issues, but don't we all?) 3.5/10

(In the Red)

Kitty: is a bit snobby and prudish, but hasn't tried to fight me or get in my way, smells like bubblegum (she's smart, once was in a club with her, was ignored, it's normal) 3.5/10

Jean: did not trust me at all, is suspicious of me, has tried to read my mind, she scares me (a telepath or telekinetic? how do any of these kids live under the same roof? smart, pretty, avoid) 3/10

Scott: definitely does not trust me, has tried to start a fight with me, his lasers burn, is very, very stubborn (I am not fighting him again, one time was enough, did he have to insult me, too? are he and Jean dating? ... they seem like a good fit...) 2.5/10

Wanda: ... no... nope... does not like anyone, is related to Pietro, is the nicer of the twins (wears red and black a lot... is dangerous... steer clear of her) 2.5/10

(In the Black)

Pietro: is annoying as f*ck, is rude, insults me and everyone else, will rub your insecurities in your face, is demanding, is dramatic, is addicted to drama (why did I ever try to talk to him? avoid at all costs. Is NOT worth it) 1/10

Logan: ... avoid avOid AVOID! dangerous, terrifying, deems me too dangerous, has almost hurt me, don't go near him, stay away from him and his brats (I thought he'd understand... what it's like, to be this way... he doesn't care...) 0/10

Sabretooth: Run Run RUN!!! Avoid at all costs! Do not talk to, do not get near, stay still, don't speak, pray, will bite and scratch and aim to hurt, deems me too soft (said it more hurtfully than that... is NOT nice...) -1/10

(Hmmm... I don't think I have friends... I have maybe Gambit, but he's, well... I know why he comes around. I know it's just a job, just a scheme. But I'm lonely, okay? I need someone to talk to, and out of everyone, he's the least problematic... Is it so bad to want someone as a friend? What am I doing wrong? I try to act normal, talk normal, eat normally... These people should understand, but they don't... Is there a point to this?)

(... I heard something outside... I need to check it out... I'll write in you again, Journal...)

( Last written entry of Reader ********, dated 12/03/200? , in their journal )

(How is this for a peek inside Creed/Howlett Reader's mind in their version of the Dark AU? And a reminder: they didn't know who their dad was at first but find out during **********...) (So yes, Gambit ai the closest they have to an ally/comrade, but they aren't quite friends...) (When Reader wakes up and finds the other three with them, those three are traumatized, trying to apologize, and telling Reader they'll be welcomed this time, that the others can't leave then after this, look at the state they're in-) (Well, um... look at this list, and tell me how well you think that goes over initially) ( @sugar-soda @vivid-bun @danni1323 @crowwithguns @thewickedweiner)

[thatwritterbeach]

So About that Alley .3

Jason Todd x fmc

DC masterlist ALL OTHER PARTS FOUND HERE

Unedited***Also I swear Tumblr is messing up my spelling on purpose cuz everytime I re-read something I know I fixed it's wrong again

Alex: short, curvy, red hair, green eyes, redheads go through pain meds way faster than normal people to the point I personally don't even take them, it's a joke, they last 30 min at best

Summary: Alex finds out her bf is red hood, after she spills some not so great secrets to the masked man while stitching him up.

Warnings: Vaginismus* angst, sexual assault, self-harm, depression, drug use by Alex, violence, cursing, NSFW, smut, thigh riding, vaginal fingering, guided masturbation?, p in v (not overly described), pain during s*x, hiding said pain, hickeys?, self-hate, insecurities, eating disorder, weight loss

A/N: I do not own dc booho

stop what is this gif lol^^

"Hey, Jay," she asked in a totally calm totally cool manner the next morning, completely numb thanks to the nice little combo she'd whipped up. Not floating or un-present but not in pain, even where the arm of the couch was digging into her side as Jason squished into her, laying fully on top of her.

"Yes, my beloved?"

"Don't make me take away your books you little dork. I was just wondering if your family knows about you...you know, not being dead?"

"Uh, yeah, why?"

"Just if I happened to run into them I wouldn't wanna be like 'oh I'm dating Jason' and they'd be all 'wtf is wrong with this chick, he's dead' you know."

"I guess. Alex," he said grabbing her hand and pulling it to his mouth," I'm gonna introduce you, I'm not ashamed of you or whatever the hell else your mind is trying to say. My family is...overwhelming for most and I didn't want to scare you off."

"I get it dude, and since I just recently placed you as Robin you would have had to hire a family, or spill you deepest secrets to me. Lucky for you, I am the most understanding woman on the planet."

"I'd argue, but you're right. I'll text Alfred, the leader of the gang, and see when we can come for dinner. Be warned though, it could be tonight, they've been trying to get me to come home for a while now."

It was in fact that night. Alex scurried around for a clean pair of jeans, then after a glance in the mirror at her too large reflection she ripped them off and tossed them to the floor. A dress? No, that one has a tear. This skirt? No, it's too short. Jean short, they're clean but who the fuck wear jeans shorts to a mansion. Business slacks, no that says trying too hard. Ah ha, a superman t-shirt, and black leggings, then top it off with one of Jason's zip up hoodies.

"Is that what you're wearing," he asked with a laugh as he came into the room. In fact the laugh became a full blown fit and he doubled over nearly to the ground clutching his stomach and wheezing. With each second she got more and more self-conscious. Of course she couldn't wear what was basically pajamas to a fancy place, what was wrong with her. With a sigh she took off her boots and slid out of the leggings and switched them for her jeans, that she hated but whatever. Searching in vain for something that wasn't a graphic tee, or a business blouse she was half way through her closet when Jason recovered enough to notice what she was doing.

"No, put it back on, it's great, doll, I wasn't laughing at you, I was laughing with you."

"I wasn't laughing," she said without emotion.

"Hey, come 'er." Much to her wiggling protest he pulled her tight against him and placed several loud kisses along her scalp.

"Everyone else will be in pj's I solemnly swear, in fact I was just about to change into my matching flannel set, someone amazing bought it for me, but I can't remember who," he said tapping his chin with mock thought.

"Really?"

"Cross my heart," he said, though his fingers were crossed behind his back.

"Ok," she conceded trying to get free. He held on for another minute before spinning her out away from himself and winking when she fell back onto the bed. Matching pj's in hand he headed to the bathroom, not for privacy but to send an urgant group chat explicity stating lounge clothes were to be worn.

See masterlist for more

[shockinglysubmissive]

I need some unholy poly deku squad x reader smut🙏🙏

Midoriya x Shoto x Iid x Fem!Reader

Warning: group sex, anal sex (male receiving), oral (male receiving)

Sorry this took so long. I haven't been in the writing mood recently.

It hadn't been intentional. You and Midoriya just worked nearly identical shifts, while Shoto and Tenya worked opposite of you both. This led to many nights of just you and Midoriya enjoying intimate moments together alone. It seemed like that was how tonight was going to go, however, your more quiet partners had other plans.

Your legs were perched on the strong shoulders of your green haired lover, the lubed tip of his condom-covered dick presses against your entrance. Too lost in the sensation and anticipation, you don't see the two other men entering the room. Inch by inch, Midoriya works his way into your tight cunt.

"That's it... You've almost taken all of me." Midoriya coos. Your face heats up, and your back arches off the bed, giving you a new angle, now able to see Shoto and Iida, both looking mildly annoyed.

"It must be nice getting to feel those soft walls whenever you want, while we are working." Tenya tuts, walking over to the edge of the bed, Shoto trailing close behind him. Midoriya starts to pull out, but Iida grips his hips and pushes him back into you. "Oh no. You can keep fucking her. We have other ideas." Tenya nips at Midoriya's ear, pressing his bulge against his ass.

Your eyes flick to meet Shoto's, his heterochromatic eyes filled with lust. Without the need to use words, you open your mouth, sticking your tongue out. He moves over to you, pulling his dick out of his pants and tapping the precum coated tip against your tongue. You hollow your cheeks and bob your head as much as you are able to with the angle your head is turned. His long fingers tangle into your hair for support, but he allows you to set the pace you want. When your head gets fuzzy from lack of air, you pull back, drool covering your chin.

Above you, Tenya wraps his arms around Midoriya's waist, his cock snuggly pressed into his ass. "Sorry, my dear, I know I've taken his attention away from you. But I promise, now he will fuck you again." Tenya slams his hips against Midoriya's pushing him deeper into you, the grip his has around his waist allows him to control the pace you are being fucked as well.

"Are you forgetting something?" Shoto asks, slender fingers gripping your chin to make you look at him again. You look down in embarrassment, mouth falling open for him again. His normal stoic composure has slipped away, and he is now fucking down your throat in slow, short strokes. His cock never pulls back more than an inch or two before sliding back in. "Breathe through your nose. I'm sure Midoriya has taught you that." He instructs, feeling your broken attempts to swallow down air around him.

Tenya sets a brutal pace of slow, deep thrusts, dragging Midoriya back until only his cock barely stays inside you before pushing back in. What little air you are able to get quickly leaves your lungs with each desperate moan. Midoriya's cock rubs against your g-spot with every push in, before kissing your cervix, and dragging against your g-spot again on its way out. The cycle has your head spinning. Pressure builds in your gut. One of your hands grabs Shoto's thigh and the other tangles in the blankets.

"See how pretty she looks when you build her up slowly? I bet you get too excited and just fuck her wildly. We've seen the disheveled mess of blankets you leave behind most nights. But that's what I'm here for. To make sure you really do this right." Tenya legs his hips slam harshly into Midoriya, in turn, pushing him deeper into you. "I bet if her mouth wasn't so full, she would be thanking us. It's been so long since we've all been together."

You attempt to nod, tear filled eyes meeting Tenya's. As your orgasm builds stronger than you have ever felt, your hips grind against Midoriya's, desperate for some much needed friction on your clit. Shoto swipes away a tear that falls from your eye.

"Just a little more." His voice is soft, and reassuring. Sure enough, only a few short thrusts later and he is spilling his seed down your throat. He holds himself there for a few seconds as he softens in your mouth before pulling out. You keep clinging to his thigh as you gasp for air, needing to cum so bad.

From the sounds of whining, you can tell Midoriya is in the same position as you are. His heavy balls feel tight as he hovers right on the brink of orgasm, Tenya's calculated assault on his prostate easily turns him into putty.

"Please Tenya..." Midoriya whines out pathetically, his voice trembling. "Please can we cum?" He begs for both of you, knowing your voice is more than likely shot. Midoriya's hands move to grip your waist, waiting for the ok.

"I think you've both earned it. Go on. Cum." Tenya grunts out, spilling his seed deep in Midoriya and riding his high while watching.

It only takes two quick thrusts for you and Midoriya to both fall into orgasmic bliss, even through the condom you can feel his huge load wanting to enter your cervix. Your body twists and you find comfort pressing against Shoto's thigh, his hand running over your hair gently. Your body felt weak, and you were lucky you had three doting boyfriends to take care of you.

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Just general cuddling headcanons with persona 5 girls could be nice.

(Persona 5) Ann, Makoto, Futaba, Haru, Sumire cuddling HC's

THIS REQUEST WAS MADE BACK IN OCTOBER 2022 WHOOPSIE DAISIES. KEPT YOU WAITING, HUH?

Ann would absolutely smother her S/O with PDA, to the dismay of her friends, the public, literally anyone in her vicinity, she does not give a damn!

...Until her S/O makes the first move, which turns her into a blushing mess, stammering over every word in her sentence.

But in general, Ann loves having some kind of physical contact with S/O in public.

In private, she'll have her head on their shoulder or lap, talking about whatever as she makes herself comfortable.

(Ann) "Ah, finally I can lay down! My feet are kiiiilling me! Gimme your legs, I need a pillow!"

Depending on her mood, she'll either be very bubbly during cuddling, or surprisingly quiet and somber.

Makoto is going to be a flustered disaster during any type of cuddling, regardless of their location.

All S/O has to do is brush their hand over Makoto's, and her heart is ready to explode.

Overtime, she'll get used to the feeling of having S/O close to her, but it never fails to make her feel giddy.

(Makoto) "U-Um...If you're uncomfortable, do let me know. I'll try my best to readjust."

But this type of affection was nice. It had been a very long time since anyone had gotten close enough to her to give her a much needed hug.

Futaba just huddles up to S/O like some kind of Penguin gremlin, sitting basically right in front of them.

Comfort level be damned, she saw this in a game, and she wants to try it IRL!

As long as no one is around, Futaba is perfectly content to cuddle next to them as she games or searches up whatever on her phone, no issues.

It doesn't matter if S/O's legs are going numb or they need to move, she isn't moving until she wants to.

(Futaba) "...Snrk! Hey, look at this meme I found!"

Haru's pretty laugh escapes her lips as soon as S/O hugs her.

She blushes, but isn't that flustered by S/O's close proximity.

If anything, them being so close comforted her greatly.

She returns the affection tenfold, having her arm wrap around theirs, or laying her head on their shoulders.

And if they needed hers, then Haru would be all the more happy to lend them it.

(Haru) "Are you comfortable, S/O?...Good, then rest on me as long as you'd like!"

Sumire's back stiffens the moment she feels S/O wrap their arms around her, but quickly relaxes in their embrace.

She can't help but feel a little embarrassed, but she doesn't hate it, far from it.

(Sumire) "If...you don't mind, could you hug me tighter?"

Sumire absolutely craves the affection S/O gives her, whether it be praise or physical contact, she loves it all!

And knowing she has the green light, she'd absolutely return the favor by snuggling up to them whenever they're sitting next to each other.