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love-me-satoru · 2 months

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Could you write a story about DP with Sanemi and Giyuu? Preferably with anal and vaginally penetration.

Maybe Giyuu is readers boyfriend and Sanemi is readers roommate? Please & thanks!!

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a/n:Okay this is my first request ever. And i got it like 5 months ago and i had the hardest time writing this. But im super proud of this. Please if you notice any mistake dont hesitate to tell me i would like to know. But thank you for reading if you do! 🖤 my inbox is always open to requests!

parings: bf giyuu x bratty! reader x roomate sanemi

warnings: use of y/n. masterbation Double penetration. anal, sanemi being a perv reader being a perv. yummy stuff

So you knew your roomate had a little thing for you. You never really payed any mind to it . What you didn’t know was that your roomate had a thing for your pretty little boyfriend.

You were talking to Giyuu. You two have a very active sex life. Always trying new things but the conversation of a threesome was brought up. When you asked him if he wanted to, who would he want to do it with. When he said your roommates name you were all too excited to ask. So later that day after talking it out with Giyuu. You decided to ask Sanemi.

“Hey Sanemi”

“What up y/n?”

“i gotta question for you.”

“mhm?”

“Wanna fuck me?”

Sanemi just stared at you. you shoot him a loving smile while his cheeks are burning red. you’re silently giggling on the inside.

“i’m sorry..?”

“I asked if you wanted to fuck me. You don’t have to if you don’t want to. But Giyuu and I have been talking about something that might benefit you. Since i know you listen in to us fucking”

if his face could get any redder it would. He didn’t think he was that sloppy to get caught. He looked away so you walked up to him just to run your hands up his scarred chest to make him look back at you.

“just let me know if you wanna, you know where i stay”

Sanemi was stunned. He stood there in shock he already felt his pants get tight. he rushed back into his room thinking to himself.

“should i really do this.”

“god. i’ve been wanting this. why am i second guessing myself.”

he lays on his bed discarding his shorts and boxers somewhere on the floor his fucking tip is beet red.

“god the shit she does to me.”

He wraps his hand around his leaking cock slowly pumping his fist. All he can think of is you wrapped around his cock. Your pretty plump lips wrapped around his swollen head. He was losing his mind.

“Hey, how’d he take it?” Giyuu said with a soft smile on his face. “i’m pretty sure he’s fucking his fist right now.” you said with a soft giggle. Giyuu let out a soft laugh and smiled. You walked over to him and staddled him. You can’t blame yourself. the thought of Sanemi fucking himself over the small interaction you two just had made you a little horny. Giyuu’s hands instant went to your soft plush ass and squeezed firmly.

“doesn’t mean we can’t have a little fun huh baby?”you giggled slowly moving your face to the crook of his neck leaving soft kisses along it until he makes you kiss him. pulling you by your neck to make you kiss him correctly. you moaned against his lips slowly start to grind on his lap. feeling his cock press against your core.

“Want more.. Please.” you moaned against him.

“what do you want baby?”

“Want you giyuu..”

as you’re pushing harder into his clothed cock. You hear a knock at the door. you smile at giyuu.

“come in!”

as he walks in his head is down. about to speak when he looks up and directly at you. you saw his face turn bright red trying to excuse himself but when you end up in front of him he couldn’t help but shut up.

“did you come in here to tell me you wanted us or.. are you going to go back to your room and fuck your fist?”

he’s silent but when your hands slowly start roaming up his chest

“Yes.”

“Yes what sanemi?”

“I want you. I want you both”

As he looks at Giyuu as well. slight blush in his face. With that you grab his neck pulling him down to your height and places your lips on his. You get lost against him. Forcing your tongue into his mouth trying to fight for dominance. Giyuu is just watching all of this unfold. He felt his cock get harder in his boxers. softly palming himself you heard giyuus groans. still a little lost in Sanemi’s lips. When you grabbed sanemis wrist pulling him to your bed. You pushed him so he would fall on top of it straddling his waist you started to attack his neck with your lips. Sucking hard to leave dark marks along his neck. Pulling groans from Sanemi’s throat. You felt his hands roam to your ass giving it a tight squeeze. Giyuu is loving the sight in front of him. Now his fully hard cock out of his shorts slowly teasing his own tip when you looked up at him. “come here baby” he stands up behind you grabbing your neck so your back is flushed against his chest kissing you hard.

“God yall are so hot”

Giyuu slowly pulls off your shirt and your tits fall out. Sanemi’s grow wide from the sight Sanemi’s hands run up your body to firmly grab your tits pulling a moan from you. You can feel yourself dripping all over sanemi. you know he doesn’t mind but you couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed. You really didn’t feel like you’d get this worked up over it. Giyuu wraps his hand around your throat.

“You love this don’t you baby?” he whispers into your ear and all you can do is whimper.

Lost in the feeling of the two men under and above you. feeling sanemi’s hard on pressing firmly against your core. Giyuu’s large hand wrapped around your throat. You’re lost in pleasure.

“Come on baby.. let’s get you both out of your clothes.”

As giyuu’s grip loosens you get off of sanemi pulling your shorts off with giyuu and sanemi both watching you with eager eyes. You knew you were wet. But didn’t really expect to be as wet as you were. You dropped to your knees to slowly pulled off Sanemi’s shorts his hard cock hitting his lower stomach. You were practically drooling. He wasn’t as long as Giyuu, but his girth was something else.

“oh my god..” Sanemi smirked.

He knew you were a bit shocked that gave him some confidence again. Giyuu locked eyes with Sanemi while smirking at each other. Giyuu grabbed a fist full of your hair pulling a disgruntled moan from you.

“Giyuu what the— “ his grip gets tighter.

“you might wanna stop baby, Before i show Sanemi how mean i can really get”

that silenced you.

“good girl..” Pulling soft chuckles from both of the men above you. You hated when Giyuu puts you in your place but with his punishments you wanted to be good.

You’re eyes roamed back to sanemi’s leaking tip. you looked up to giyuu with big puppy dog eyes.

“is there something you want baby?” you nodded your head.

his grip gets tighter “Speak”

“wanna suck his cock sir..”

“and what do you do if you want something baby?”

you looked up at Sanemi with pleading eyes.

“can i please suck your cock”

“thought you’d never ask baby.”

With permission you basically pounced on sanemi. Grabbing him at his base just to lick a full stripe up his cock from his balls all the way to the tip. Sucking on his weeping head.

“holy fuck..”

You just looked up at Sanemi watching him wither away from your eyes. When giyuu caught on sitting next to Sanemi slowly pulling his face back towards you.

“Watch pretty boy. she’s so good with her mouth.”

slowly taking him down your throat with your nose hitting his base. moaning against his cock has him twitching all so slightly. He’s about to lose it. when you pulled off of him taking only his head into your mouth sucking him off harshly.

“oh fuck!” from that sudden move he cums all in your mouth.

Pulling loud moans from his throat. “Don’t swallow.” You looked towards giyuu slight pout in your face. When he ends up face to face with you grabbing your throat to pull you into a heated kiss. Pushing his tongue into your mouth moaning against you from sanemi’s taste on your lips. sanemi was lost for words. dick painfully hard again. Sanemi sits up watching you two making out. when Giyuu pulls away.

“She looks so pretty right Sanemi?” he just chuckles lust deep behind his eyes when they locked with yours.

“Please..”

“Please what baby?”

“Please fuck me.”

With that Giyuu helps you up to your feet pulling you towards sanemi. You pushed Sanemi back down so he’s laying down when you straddled him again.

“Come on babyboy fuck me like you’ve been wanting to”

One of Sanemi’s hands ran down to his cock to line it up to your core. his tip teasing your leaking hole. You start whining when giyuu captures your lips with his. With Sanemi’s free hand gripping your hip he pulls you down filling you up with his cock. Moans spilling from your mouth against Giyuu’s lips.

“feel good baby?”

“oh.. fuck yes..”

“God. You’re so fucking tight.” Sanemi moaned out.

When you finally get accustomed to Sanemi’s girth you slowly start bouncing him. soft grunts coming from sanemi. Giyuu’s hands are roaming your body. from your tits down to your swollen bud.

“Oh fuck.. Giyuu..”

Sanemi’s getting impatient with your speed when he starts fucking up into at a rougher pace. Causing you to moan out loud with Giyuu’s rough hand toying with your clit.

“I’m gonna.. Cum! Please!”

“Cum for us baby.”

Your cunt squeezing around Sanemi’s cock you lost it. Moaning loudly cumming all over sanemi. Falling on him.

It took you a minute to come down from your orgasm to notice that Giyuu wasn’t next to you two anymore. When you felt a rough crack against your ass causing you to yelp.

“You know baby we’re not done yet. We haven’t cum yet.”

Still a little out of it. You felt something cold run down to your puckered hole. It wasn’t the first time you and giyuu have done anal but with the thought of sanemi still rock hard inside of you. Made you a little wary.

“you ready baby?”

you nod your head looking back at him.

“Words baby.”

“m’ ready.”

“Good.”

With that Giyuu slowly eases one of his fingers into your ass causing your to clinch around Sanemi again.

“Oh fuck..”

Giyuu just smirks sliding in another finger slowly stretching you out. You’re softly grinding on sanemi pulling soft moans from him when giyuu adds a third finger which causes you to clinch around Sanemi again.

“Fuck.. Giyuu i don’t know if i can handle it if she does that again.”

“almost done.”

Giyuu slowly pulled his fingers out of you and tapped your ass with his cock.

“Ready baby?”

“Soo.. ready” you slurred out.

Giyuu slowly eases his cock inside of your tight little ass. causing him to grunt and grab your hips to ground himself. And causing you to yelp again

“God you feel so fucking good baby.”

You’re in pure bliss right now. Two big cocks deep inside of you. You felt you mind go blank. You felt Sanemi’s hands roam your body again mostly to ground you back.

“Look at me.” Sanemi said.

as you slowly raise your head Sanemi’s lips crashed into yours. moaning into the kiss. Giyuu started moving slowly. With sanemi still inside you and feeling the tightness of your cunt he was slowly losing his composure. Sanemi started fucking up into again with you slightly distracted. Giyuu’s grip on your hips got tighter. his pace got faster Sanemi matching his speed. You’re on the verge of screaming Forcing your face into sanemi’s chest when giyuu’s hand found his way into your hair pulling your head up

“Don’t hide your voice baby.”

Giyuu starts ramming into you forcing his cock somehow deeper inside of you causing you to scream out clenching around both of them.

“Gonna cum!!”

“Fuck.. Me too”

Giyuu and Sanemi fuck into you sloppily. Both chasing their highs when you convulse in between both of them squirting all over Sanemi.

“Holy shit.”

That doesn’t stop them They continue with their bullying moans falling from both of their mouths as they fill you to the brim with their cum. Which causes you to cum again.

“Holy fuck!”

As they slow down soft cocks pulling out of you. Giyuu just watches your holes ooze out their cum.

“My god baby.. This is so fucking hot.” as he slaps your ass moving next to you and Sanemi. Kissing you hard. Then pulls away to kiss sanemi harder.

“Rest up you two. We got a long night ahead of us.” as Giyuu walks out of the room.

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vg-k · 29 days

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Español: No tengo mas que agradecer a cada uno de ustedes por todo el carinho que mi blog a recibido a lo largo del tiempo, apesar de mis "desapariciones" un poco recurrentes y algunos hiatus no previstos, mi blog continúa creciendo lo cual pienso que es algo um poco impresionante. Cada vez estoy más serca de cumplir mi meta de llegar a los 10k, pero mentiría si dijera que esta todo bien. Tengo miedo de que la poca motivación que me queda para seguir publicando, se vaya una vez allá alcanzado mi objetivo. Dejando de lado todas esas palabras tristes, mas una vez agradezco a todas las personitas que me apoyan. Les mando un fuerte abrazo, cuídense mucho ♡

Português: Só tenho a agradecer a cada um de vocês por todo o carinho que meu blog tem recebido ao longo do tempo, apesar dos meus “desaparecimentos” um tanto recorrentes e de alguns hiatus imprevistos, meu blog continua crescendo o que me deixa um pouco surpresa. Estou cada vez mais perto de atingir minha meta de chegar aos 10k, mas estaria mentindo se dissesse que está tudo bem. Receio que a pouca motivação que me resta para continuar postandi desapareça quando eu atingir meu objetivo. Deixando de lado todas essas palavras tristes, mais uma vez agradeço a todas essas pessoas que me apoiam. Sintam-se abraçados por mim, e por favor cuidem-se ♡

English: I only have to thank each of you for all the love that my blog has received over time, despite my somewhat recurrent "disappearances" and some unforeseen hiatus, my blog continues to grow which I think is something um unimpressive. I'm getting closer to meeting my goal of reaching 10k, but I'd be lying if I said everything was fine. I'm afraid that the little motivation I have left to continue publishing will go away once I reach my goal. Leaving aside all those sad words, but once again I thank all the little people who support me. I send you a big hug, take care of yourselves ♡

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bunnions · 1 month

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"oi, you feelin' shy, sweetheart?"

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#bun.comms #ship.bakubun #hoarded this during my hiatus and now setting it free #thank you so much for this wonderful comm <3 #i love the detail in the eyes #the lil mischievous glint for bkg and tilted grin #hehe #will be back for more eventually!#divider by @benkeibear

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saradika · 1 year

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Hey J! I hope you're having a great day and a great week so far 💖

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sailing-through-hawkins · 9 months

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✧ dedicated to that one anon that made me feel so happy about the siren kas au again!! also thank you mea for beta-reading this for me you are a lifesaver!! going to tag @xenon-demon and @chaoticlovingdreamer because i know you both were interested in this idea hope it's cool to tag you!! ✧

The first time it happens, it's not a big deal.

They were on their way to start a supply run, some small groceries, snacks and sweets, to try and keep the mood up.

He had already done his rounds, checked in on El (still exhausted) and Dustin (still sleeping with his head on his mom's lap; she's still wiping her tears away when Steve sees her) and the Byers (still huddled together, warm, loving). He felt a twinge in his chest at the absence of Lucas and Erica but he knows they're with their parents because they did a check-in literally ten minutes ago. They're safe.

Steve knows they're safe. He just wishes they felt safe.

A whole month of fear and caution but this time, instead of a couple of kids sharing glances across town, nodding and walking on, it's everyone in Hawkins, gawking up at the dark clouds without any idea of what's been happening under their noses for years.

He wishes they never had to find out.

"Hey," Robin says, grasping his hand as she steps out onto the doorstep next to him. "We got this, right?"

"Yeah," Steve grips her hand back, stroking his thumb over the ink doodles across her knuckles. Sometimes he thinks the only reason they'll make it is that he's got her by his side. "We got this."

She smiles a thin, watery smile, lifts up her mask and makes her way to the car. He inhales, covers his nose with the black bandana Dustin gave him and follows behind her, gripping at the cold, empty space in his palm.

The forest was always one of the worst parts of living in this house, but the darkness has turned it ashy and cold, like something out of a zombie movie. He wonders, as he stares through the trees, if Barb got to see the forest before she was pulled through.

That's when he hears the music.

An echo of a guitar strumming. It's faint, the sound warbling as the guitar gets tuned and re-tuned every few strums.

It's so quiet, he thinks, so why does it sound so close?

"Steve?" Robin calls out, her eyes as wide and beautiful and terrified as ever under her goggles. She stands next to his car, one hand tapping the hood nervously. "You ready?"

Steve blinks and shakes his head, the echo of the guitar fading away as he twirls his keys around his finger. "Ready."

Probably just someone playing around on the radio or something, he reasons as he starts the engine.

No big deal.

Two days later and everyone is in the living room.

Everyone meaning literally everyone, even fucking Mrs Wheeler, all to discuss shelter for the families who lost their houses in the earthquake.

Steve's house is already full of most of the Party (Dustin insisted they use the name for the entire Upside-Down-Expert-Team), otherwise he'd offer it as a place for people to stay in until they can get something more permanent.

That's all this place is good for anyways. Just a rest stop.

"I appreciate that, Mom." Nancy taps her finger on the dining table, eyes squinting and lips squeezed into a very fake smile. Steve winces and starts to make his way to the sun room, gripping the blankets in his arms tightly as she continues. "But some of these people need -"

It's pretty easy to tune the discussion out, focusing on laying out the blankets and making as much of the space as comfortable as possible. The big windows let so much sunlight in, it's perfect for anyone who wants to soak up in the warmth. The only problem is the view.

He pointedly doesn't look at the pool, hands on his hips as he surveys the room, and that's when he starts to hear the guitar again. The strumming starts up quietly and washes over him, re-tuning itself every time he starts to rearrange the blankets again. A few minutes of tuning and it starts to play a song this time.

Steve tilts his head, staring out at the pool. Someone must have switched on the lights when it started getting dark.

When did it get so dark? He should go back and check on everyone, make sure they're comfortable. Is there enough space? Maybe he should redo the blankets?

The song soaks the back of his neck.

The blankets are perfect. He and Robin just can share.

It's so familiar, he thinks, as the water ripples with the wind. Something he's heard, but not listened to.

There shouldn't be any water in the pool. Why is there -

The song is slow, coiling behind his ear and gently drifting down his shoulders, making him shiver. He thinks he should know the music, humming along to it as the guitar starts to get louder. It feels nice, a comforting chill down his back that eases the tension of his wounds.

His wounds. Robin. Robin, his bat bites still hurt, why does it hurt so much, what's -

Oh, he thinks as the music plays even louder in his ear, in his mind, that's not the radio.

"Steve!"

Robin is crying, hands crushing his jaw, her face blocking the view of the empty pool. The music is gone.

"Steve, please!"

"Rob?" he croaks, swallowing the dryness of his tongue. His head feels flooded with a fuzziness, blood rushing through his veins like it was moving too slowly before. He blinks when he realizes they're outside now, standing between the pool and the house. It's still daylight. "What -?"

She pulls him into a hug, and he struggles, but manages to wrap his own arms around her, if kinda slowly. "You just - you weren't saying anything and started walking to the pool and I couldn't stop you -"

"Steve," Nancy says somewhere to his left. He barely manages to lift his head to look at her, blue eyes sharp and a Walkman held tightly in her hand. "What did you see?"

The fuzziness is fading away but his brain is still moving through a fog to connect words together. "I heard music."

Robin's face is in front of his again, eyes wide and beautiful and terrified. Oh, Robbie. "Vecna uses music now?"

"Not Vecna." Steve wrinkles his nose. "It...wasn't Vecna."

"How do you know that?" Nancy squints at him and he rests his forehead against Robin's, his bones melting into stone, too heavy to hold up. He hears the creak of the Walkman, Nancy gripping it tighter. "Steve, how do you know it's not Vecna?"

"Music w's nice." His eyes are closing. "Felt nice."

After that, the plan was never leave Steve alone.

It made bathroom breaks awkward but Argyle was so chill about it that Steve didn't even mind after the first two trips.

El couldn't find anything Upside-Downy on him, and there was the entire town with Upside-Downy shit happening everywhere, so there wasn't really much more to the plan than him having a bodyguard.

They made a chart for their shifts. God, he loves these shitheads.

"Here, man," Argyle says quietly, handing over three slices of pizza with a wink. Steve thanks him with a real, if exhausted, smile. Sleep hasn't been easy for the past week. "Fresh outta the oven."

"You're a godsend, dude," Steve groans, blowing air on the pizza slice. Mike grumbles under his breath about "hair-bias", whatever the fuck that means. Erica just rolls her eyes and shoves at his head.

The Sinclairs are visiting today, the parents persuaded by Lucas and Erica's whining (and a little bit of Steve's charm) so they can spend more time at "home base" with the others.

They're sat in the living room, eating lunch as rays of sunlight shine on the food like some kind of holy blessing, with the rest of the Party.

The rest of the survivors would be more accurate.

He tries not thinking about it, tries to appreciate the warm cheese and loud laughter. There's too much to not think about. How Max isn't here, how she deserves more, how he wants to see her okay and alive and happy.

Eddie isn't here either, and he doesn't think about how much he deserved better too.

"Steve thought it was cool! Right, Steve?"

He wishes Eddie could have made it, that Dustin didn't have to lose him like that.

Hell, they could have been friends. Maybe buried the hatchet so they could make fun of Dustin together, catch each other's eye whenever the tone makes an appearance and just laugh whenever he wasn't looking.

"I said, right, Steve?"

Maybe they could have hung out. Steve would come over to his trailer - or maybe Eddie would come over for a swim - and he'd make fun of Eddie's taste in bands - or maybe he'd listen to him play his guitar, never looking away from those ringed fingers as they created wonderful, wonderful music.

"Dude?"

Oh shit, the music is back. That's probably not good, is it?

But it's so sweet. So calming and cool, like a balm against his torn skin, washing over the dark feelings that built up in his ribcage.

"Steve!"

The song ripples through his veins and he sighs at the feeling. The pool doesn't have water anymore, he thinks. He emptied it so long ago. The music is sad, and his heart clenches at the sound.

The lake has water, he thinks. And the song turns light, sweet, calling him, curling around him, pulling him towards -

"Sorry about this, dude."

"Fuck!" Steve gasps when he hits the ground, groaning as his back ache returns at full force. "What the fuck, man?"

To his credit, Argyle looks genuinely sorry and helps him back onto his feet, holding Steve up with a tight arm around his waist and a tighter grip on his wrist. His shoulder aches at being thrown over Argyle's neck but walking is a lot easier when someone else is carrying half the weight.

He feels so heavy now.

"What - happened?" Steve croaks as they hobble back to the house. When did he leave it?

"You just got up and you weren't -" Dustin swallows, his voice croaky like he'd been yelling. "It's like you weren't even there."

"God, you can't keep doing this, Steve," Robin smacks his shoulder with a tight smile, tears still unshed in her eyes. His chest aches at them. "How many times are you gonna walk out on me?"

"Sorry Robbie," he says and accepts her very tight ow, ow, ow hug with a sad laugh. "I don't know what's going on."

"Was it the music again?" Will asks quietly.

Steve looks at him, leaning his head against Robin's. When did he get so tall? When did they all grow up already? "Yeah," Steve replies, just as quiet. He swallows when Robin lets out a sob into his shoulder. "It was the same song."

By the time his brain is fully functional ("Debatable," Mike sneers, crying out when El smacks him up the head), everyone's already discussing the new plan.

"We'll need to make notes, figure out the pattern, see if there're any triggers for Steve." Nancy said and he tries not to let it get to him, the fact that he needs babysitting now, that he can't do anything without being watched. "If the music makes people feel...good, it could still be a whole new tactic. Maybe Vecna wants our guard down, maybe he's countering our favourite songs, maybe it's a distraction. We have to be ready."

Steve still wants to grumble that it could never be Vecna, that's insulting, but he's too tired to argue about anything anymore.

They've even rearranged who sleeps where so that the Sinclairs can sleep over. They take one of the guest rooms while Mrs Henderson and Dustin join Steve in his own room. He almost loses his mind cackling when the both of them eye his wallpaper with the same mix of disgust and fascination. When Mrs Henderson sees the curtains, she almost gags and it's the loudest he's laughed in a long time.

"You're gonna be okay," Dustin tells him right before they fall asleep. Steve looks up at him from the floor where he lays, couch pillows doing more for his back than training against monsters ever did. "You'll be fine."

"'Course I will, dude," Steve smiles at him as Mrs Henderson leaves the room to talk to Hopper one last time. Tews is curled up on the bed, purrs loud, almost melodic, and lulling Steve's thoughts into a calm. "If the giant flesh monster couldn't get us, no way some wrinkly old naked guy will."

Dustin laughs outrageously at that and Steve wants to coo, wants to cry, wants to grip Dustin tightly in his arms and hide him away from the world, hide them all away in this empty house and make it full, make it safe for them, for Max, for Robin.

He doesn't.

He eventually falls asleep to the sound of Dustin muttering under his breath. And when Steve sleeps, he dreams.

It's so cold around him, so dark and empty. The sky thunders red and the cries of so many monsters echo around him. But there, through the cold and the shadows and the monsters, there's the song, calling to him.

I'm here, he thinks as he trudges his way through the inky mass of thick liquid, not water, not blood, but enough of both to make his steps heavy. I'm coming.

The song curls up on his skin, on his bat bites, soft and sweet and cold, like that time Robin spilled ice cream all over the -

"Steve!"

Robin. Where's - where's Robin?

Shh, it's okay. She's fine. Everyone's fine. Keep going.

Oh, he thinks. Of course. Everyone's okay, he knows they are, right?

Steve pauses his next step.

Right?

The song is even lonelier now and he shakes off the questions clouding his mind. It croons to him, so happy as he makes it through the ink to the shore. It sounds so sweet, that's it, keep going, come on.

He's crawling at this point, body heavy with the weight, until the song lifts him up onto his knees and he looks up to see -

"Snap out of it!"

Steve gasps at the sting on his cheek, blinking when light hits his eyes fiercely, shapes and sounds moving around him from a distance. There's a buzzing coiling behind his ears.

"Steve?"

Dustin's terrified face finally comes into focus behind his mother, who is standing right in front of Steve with her arm stretched across the space between them. Steve blinks, "Hold on, did you just slap me?"

"I'm so sorry, Steve," Mrs Henderson says and just like Argyle, she seems to really mean it. Does she? Her outstretched hand rests on his forehead as the other grips his upper arm. His back aches. His torso burns. Where did the song go? "We were so scared, you weren't saying anything -"

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" Would never, of course not, just needed to keep going.

They both deny it vehemently. "Of course not! You were just - staring. Out the window. At -"

"At the pool," Steve hisses, biting his lip.

"Yeah," Dustin breathes out, his eyes watering as he reaches out to grab Steve's wrist. "But you're - you're back now. We just - just need to slap you out of it. What's another concussion, right?"

Steve laughs because Dustin's voice is so choked up that if he doesn't laugh, he'll cry. He ruffles the curls of his hair with a smile. A sinking feeling claws at him from the inside of his stomach. Can't he listen to the song one more time?

"Steve?"

"Yeah, I'm here, I'm -" Steve swallows as the blood in his veins prickles. Won't you hear me one more time? "I - I don't want to listen. I won't."

"Can you still hear it?!"

Please? It would make us so happy, Steve.

"I - no, no, I -"

"Steve?! Guys! Code red, code red, please!"

Please, Steve. Please?

"Okay," he says, eyes drooping as the melody curls up around his waist, brushing against the inside of his skin, pooling around his chest, thrumming in time with his heart beat. It feels so sweet, so good, thank you, come here, come here. "Okay."

"El, do something, please!"

The song turns harsh, gnawing on his bones, piercing through his skull, pushing him to the ground as someone is interrupting, no interruptions, leave us alone, alone, alone. The pain builds up crawling and clawing up to his chest to his shoulders to his head, his head, it hurts, it hurts so much, please stop, just stop. "Fuck, fuck -"

"Steve?" Dustin whimpers and he aches, he aches, he aches.

He screams.

When he wakes up, it's to dawn creeping through the windows and rope around his body.

Red sunlight, just like in Mike's Superman comic books, covered by dark clouds.

A red sun to the blue moon. Right side up to the upside down. You to me.

"Whe -" Steve croaks, his eyes creaking open. Fuck, they're so crusty, that's gross. "Where?"

"Steve!"

Robin's face in front of his, beautiful and terrified. He squints up at her, glancing over to find Dustin and Lucas staring at him with wide eyes, Hopper behind them. They watch him and they nod. Others are coming in, Mrs Byers and Jonathan and Nancy -

Steve hisses as something claws through him for the fourth time that night, pain, pain, go away, go away -

"Shit, shit, shit, everyone get in position, -"

"Will, get over here, he's gonna -"

Come here, come on, please? Won't you come back?

"Where are you?" Steve murmurs as the pain turns into the music, gliding over him, like a wave coming to shore, pulling him back to the water, back to us.

"He's talking to the siren! Somebody get -"

Come here, come back, come to me.

"Can't find you," he says, slurring his words as the song combs through his hair, like fingers scratching against his scalp. "Where're you?"

"That's it, Steve, keep talking, we got you -"

Want you here, with us, want us together, don't you?

"Yeah, yes, together," he sighs, the melody trilling in his chest, happy, sweet, soft, perfect, it'll be perfect, together, all together, just before someone reaches for his hand

He hisses and the song pulls away roughly, leaving him floating in the void, he cries out for it to come back, but he betrayed them, shouldn't have done that, Stevie, you tried to trick us -

"Shit!" Steve drops back to the bed with lead in his bones. El is still holding his hand. He was so close, the connection just barely at his fingertips.

Dustin swears as the others start to argue. The frustration is building up in the room, everyone too tense to think about answers, you sly dog, that was clever, but we don't like traitors -

"Wait, no," Steve gasps as something claws in his wounds, amused, you tried to trick me? Fine, no more playing around. "Fuck, wait -"

And the song crashes into the shore, pulls him down under where everything is sweet and cold, right back where you belong.

It's so warm out here, between the trees.

The skin on his back was blistering, biting at his flesh, before the song had gently cooled it down. He shivers at the chill, smiling when the song pulls him forward, looping around him with a sweet hum. It feels so nice, to hear the song without any distractions.

Without any interruptions.

Keep going.

Steve sighs when the song runs through his hair, laughing when it musses it all up. His hand twitches, he wants to fix it up until it's perfect again.

Keep going.

There are noises behind him, the sound of running and metal-on-flesh. It's all so slow, even slower than him. He doesn't know what's behind him, just the dark and gentle song pulling at his veins.

Keep going.

He makes it to the water, to the lake. There is no moonlight, but the song guides his steps, keeps him light. How sweet, he thinks, how sweet of you.

He makes it until his waist is plunged in the frigid water and then the song stops. He looks around but can't see anything in the shadows. There are sounds of humans yelling, of monstrous shrieks behind him, but where is the song?

"Hey."

He looks up and sees crimson eyes, half-lidded, and a smile staring down at him. Massive black wings blow gusts of wind at him. He shivers, and gives a smile in return.

His song.

The wings slow down until big, red eyes are level with his own, curls of black falling with gravity to brush against his cheek. The song hums in his chest, satisfied, delighted and sweet.

"Miss me, big boy?"

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oh gosh i loved your “a surprise visit” so much that it had me lamenting over caleb again ☹️

if you’re up for it, i would like to request headcanons for caleb with a reader who wants to cuddle him but is too shy to initiate. (i feel for the shy girls whose love language is physical touch 🙈)

thank you so much and have a great day!

Dear Anon-san,

It flatters me so much that you enjoyed "A Surprise Visit" I wrote for Caleb <3 With this request of yours, I decided to turn it into a story. I'm aware that it would be a little different from what you expected when sending me this request. Still, I do hope you enjoy this cute little piece.

For all the shy girls out there, I wish you courage to put your feelings into actions, just as MC does at the end of this story <3

When The Crabapple Blossoms

You had been waiting for a chance to tear down the last bit of the wall separating you both. He also wished for the same thing.

❀ Caleb x Female Reader/MC who is really shy

❀ Tags: fluff, shyness, adoptive siblings who are secretly in love with each other, domestic fluff, longing, pet names

❀ Word count: 1k3

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❀ Request

You had always been Caleb's shy little girl.

One day many years ago, when he had just been brought home by Grandma, there was a little girl, barefoot on the grass, holding a teddy bear, coming out to greet him. Grandma told the two of you to quickly get to know each other, but you said nothing and looked down. One hand kept the teddy bear tight, while the other grabbed the hem of Grandma's dress. You hid behind her and refused to look directly at him. Grandma had to coax you for a while before you could tell the boy your name.

It took you a while to open your heart to accept him into your life. You were the little girl so shy that she only talked to him through the teddy bear used to cover her face. Then, on another day, you got lost. You were terrified and cried until your tears dried. When you saw Caleb, the first thing you did was to rush to hug him. Since then, it seemed that the wall between you and him had begun to crumble.

You said, Caleb had such warm hugs. You would always feel safe and comfortable in his arms. A few more years passed, and Caleb grew up so quickly. He began to grow taller, and his arms became larger. That made you feel even more protected. He said, he must grow up fast to defend you.

And you gave him a new moniker: Mr. Bear. Instead of using the old teddy bear to talk to him, you began to regard him as a teddy bear with the size of a human; which was able to move and talk, and knew how to take care of you.

Still you were very shy. Except for that time when you got lost, you never made the initiative to get close to him. All the time, it was Caleb who started first.

“Pipsqueak, come here.”

Simple as that, you would obediently go to Caleb. He would pull you into his arms, caress your hair and gently rub your back. At times like those, you felt like all the troubles in the world disappeared, leaving only the two of you with this simple yet extremely precious warmth. And because you could not say it with words, you used those gentle brushes against his chest as a way to express your feelings.

Then, both of you grew up. Caleb went to the Academy and you started your training to become a Hunter. He and you had both gone separate ways, and there was little time spent at home or seeing each other. But you missed the feeling of being buried in his arms. It seemed that when you grew older, all your emotions no longer retained the simplicity of a child.

You were not sure how Caleb felt about you. You were too afraid to ask, and then received an answer you did not want. You anxiously waited for him to come back home every weekend, covertly studying every change in him. His skin began to tan, his hands developed calluses, and his muscles grew more visible. You wondered, during those days at the Academy, did he have a girlfriend? Had anyone else shared the same warm embrace that Mr. Bear once reserved just for you? You wanted to ask Caleb numerous questions but did not do so.

Since he knew your timidity, Caleb took the initiative in everything, from planning outings when he was on a break to holding your hand in crowded places. He was also concerned that you would dislike it; since after all, you were now a young lady and no longer the child who would follow him everywhere. He started asking more questions like: "Do you want to sit next to me?", or "Can I hold your hand?", and waited for your approval.

Of course, you were happy with the touches. Still you wanted a little more. You counted every day to see him again during breaks, hoping to touch him just a little more. But he never asked for it. Did he no longer wish to embrace you in his arms?

That day, you were silent the entire trip home from the movie theater with Caleb. As if realizing what you had in mind, he spoke up:

“Pipsqueak, is there something bothering you?”

Your footsteps paused on the bridge. Sunset tinted the sky with mild orange and pink, mixed with clear blue. You did not say anything, only shook your head.

“I know when something's wrong with you.” Caleb added. He did not accept your answer. “Say it, I'll help you out.”

You still felt like it was difficult to speak up. Your hands gripped the wooden bridge, nails barely scraping the surface. What to do? There was so much to say, but you had no idea where to begin.

“Some guy made you sad?” Caleb asked, half joking, half serious. You smiled and replied briefly:

"That's not it…"

While all you wanted to say was: No. The only person I care about is Caleb.

But he would never hear that, because you were too shy to say it out loud.

Caleb sighed. He leaned against the bridge, gazing at the sky in the East, while you turned towards the setting sun. In secret, you glanced at Caleb, halting at his shoulder. There was a small petal staying on it; that one must have fallen at the foot of the bridge where a crabapple tree was in full bloom.

Out of the blue, you reached out and picked up that flower petal. Caleb reacted fast and grabbed your wrist just in time. The wind surged. He stared into your eyes for quite a while.

You had been waiting for a chance to tear down the last bit of the wall separating you both.

He also wished for the same thing.

Since a long time ago.

“Well… um…” You hesitated. “There is a flower petal on… on your shoulder…”

Your fingers extended, the flower petal was lifted high by the wind. You glanced at it, as if to say farewell. Caleb still locked his gaze on you. Intense yet gentle.

He had yet to let go of your hand, while getting closer and closer to you.

"Pipsqueak." He called softly. “The truth is… Can I…”

You continued to wait. Caleb was about to say something but paused.

“Ah… Nevermind…”

His fingers wrapped around your wrist gradually loosening. You started to panic.

If I don't say it, he will never know...

If I don't say it, he will leave again...

If I don't say it, we will forever just be brother and sister...

“Caleb!” You called his name, so loudly that he was startled. You did not know where to start. Since when did you start looking forward to his touch? Since when did you hope to be a little bolder and tell him what you really wanted?

Better late than never. You looked at his hand that was slowly retracting, then decided to grab onto his arm.

“Caleb I… I want to…” It felt like something was bearing down on your heart and suffocating your throat. You could not do this. Your entire body trembled. But you had decided to seize this chance no matter what.

“I want to be embraced by you!!!”

After those words, you shut your eyes, your lips pursed hard. You clung to Caleb's arm but he did not feel the pain since his mind was preoccupied with something else. After a long while, when you felt his arms wrap around you, when the sound of his heart beating strongly and clearly heard, you opened your eyes then.

“Come here, pipsqueak. I also want to hold you close..."

Caleb breathed the words in the late spring air, faintly scented with crabapple blossoms; it made your heart burst. This was enough. Step by step, one at a time. There was no need to be in a hurry and let this dream slip away. Gradually, you would find ways to let Caleb know what your heart had to say.

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