#the truth is she always wanted to see the world that's why she loved maps. in a way this was an excuse. in another way she was just lonely

[liquidstar]

Between commissions I finally managed to finish this OC set of parent characters! If the looks aren't enough to show you who their kid is, the background colors match them ^_^ but of course more details below!

Name: Thuban

Name origin: The former pole star, before the north star (Polaris), it's name means "Large snake" and is referred to as the “Dragon's tail”

Pronouns: He/him

Age: N/A

Relation: Raised Polaris, though they're not related by blood and have a somewhat distant relationship, until he suddenly went MIA

Weapon: Spear (Same as Polaris's)

Ethos (Power): N/A

Flaw power is based on: N/A

Notes: Make no phallic jokes about the large snake thing and you'll be rewarded

Name: Ananke

Name origin: A moon of Jupiter, named for the mythological spirit of necessity, inevitably, and compulsion

Pronouns: She/her

Age: -

Relation: Bella's mother, she raised her to be a warrior

Weapon: Bardiche

Ethos (Power): Indomination (The ability to freeze the movement of objects and people, and lock them in place)

Flaw power is based on: Her strict enforcement of obedience through authoritarianism, and a lack of concern for the wishes of others

Notes: She believes in tough love. It's better in the long run to give your kid strength rather than affection.

Name: Rhea

Name origin: A moon of Saturn named after the Titan known as the mother of the gods

Pronouns: She/her

Age: 38

Relation: Saiph's mother, though she gave him up to the guild when he was very young

Weapon: None

Ethos (Power): None

Flaw power is based on: N/A

Notes: Was unable to take care of a baby at the time, and gave Saiph to the guild. She wishes she'd visited beyond that but it's probably too late now...

Name: Arche

Name origin: One of Jupiter's moons, it's name comes from the muse of new beginnings and is associated with springtime

Pronouns: He/him

Age: 7

Relation: Saiph's half-brother. Neither currently knows the other exists

Weapon: None

Ethos (Power): None

Flaw power is based on: N/A

Notes: He's just a little guy. He likes flowers and playing with toys. He wants to be a cool hero like his dad

Name: Poerava

Name origin: A star in Tucana, the Maori word for a black pearl of mystical beauty and perfection

Pronouns: She/her

Age: -

Relation: Al's mom. She mostly raised him on her own while her husband was with the knights.

Weapon: None

Ethos (Power): None

Flaw power is based on: N/A

Notes: Probably the best parent of the bunch if we're being real.

#Finn's ocs #Finn's art #oc references #i wrote the descs while w the kids so hopefully they make sense. my attention was split #but anyway here in the tags I'll talk about the designs in relation to their kids lol #polaris is emulating thuban moreso than anyone else. her color scheme and outfit motifs are the same as his- they ARE his #her original outfit is clothes she took and diy'd into her own so she could go off into the world and well presumably look for him at first #the truth is she always wanted to see the world that's why she loved maps. in a way this was an excuse. in another way she was just lonely #but doesn't understand loneliness. also the fact that she's not his daughter by blood is part of that #bc of her actual parents (not as relevant character-wise) she sees all relationships as temporary and she has issues connecting #ananke i wanted to mostly look intimidating in a way that Bella really isn't #Bella puts on skull hairties and fishnets and stuff but she's very much. a cute softie trying to look edgy. she has pink twintails #she's so different from her mom in pretty much every way but she still did have that ideal of strength drilled into her #still her take on it is softer. she's the team leader now but she's really pretty lenient aside from the important No Killing rule ofc #w Rhea and Arche i had a bit of a flower theme. pussywillow (lol) means motherhood and buttercups mean childishness #so. mother and child #but rhea is interesting bc she's raising a whole different kid now that she's in a different place in life #if you do the math she had Saiph young. and it was alright for a while until his dad (again not as important) died #so she didn't have support or money. but she had a connection to the guild because his dad's old sword teacher is a member (hmm) #but she was too scared/ashamed to visit. she just left him his dad's old knife because that's all she had (THE KNIFE IS IMPORTANT) #arche is her kid with her second husband and her new beginning. this will cause some inner problems for Saiph when he meets them... #Poerava was kinda designed to have rich lady vibes because remember Al's family is practically nobility #but more importantly she's designed to look like a mom. with the low ponytail and tired eyes #the black pearl of her namesake as the centerpiece of her outfit too #again she's got the healthiest relationship with her kid here by a longshot #but i mean don't worry Al still got the daddy issues so he's not getting away unscathed #I already drew Taurus with the zodiac knights though so i didn't feel the need to reintroduce him #anyway Mira really has 0 connection to any family at all she was found as an orphaned baby after a monster attack #obviously she had parents but beyond town of origin it's unknown who so she has no connections to any sort of past parental figure #the guild is her one and only family and that's how she wants it. she wants to be with them forever the past doesn't matter

[tvgals]

‘ TELL THEM THE TRUTH . ‘

— when they reveal their secret identity as spider-man, it’s too late.

MILES MORALES —

miles was looking all over new york for you. in the alleyways, behind buildings, even inside some of said buildings. but he just couldn’t find you. miles decided to search on foot. he knew it was risky, but so was the chances of losing you. he ignored the plea to take photos or go places with people, he needed to find you first. miles called your phone multiples times, looking for the last location it pinged — in between two shady buildings. miles follows the map and after twenty minutes of searching, miles found you. you were curled up in a ball, trying to run away from the cold that was engulfing your body that no one else seemed to feel. miles drops down next to you and pulls his mask up, bringing you to his chest. “y/n?” miles whispers, gently shaking your body. you let out a weak “hm?” in response. miles sighs and heaves you onto his back.

“stay awake, okay?” miles says, holding onto your hands for dear life. you open your eyes to only a squint, you look to see spiderman.. “miles?” you whisper, earning a faint “yeah?” you put two and two together, realizing that your boyfriend of six months was spider-man. that when he was flaky on dates or not responding to texts, he was saving brooklyn. that even in your last moments, miles was your hero.

HOBIE BROWN —

hobie let his tears fall in the corner silently as he watched you fight for your life in the blinding white hospital bed. this all happened because he wasn’t watching you — because he wasn’t paying attention. hobie sat next to you, biting his lip. “please wake up, love. i know i’ve been distant and we haven’t been talking, and that when we did talk, it was always an argument. i’m saving the world for you, babe. this is all for you. everything i do,” hobie takes a deep breath, making sure no one was in earshot for what he was going to tell you. “i’m spiderman. that’s why i’ve been gone so much, and why i haven’t been home with you. i was planning everything out for our one year — got ya’ pretty flowers ‘nd cute chocolates…” hobie sniffs, draping his lean frame onto your legs.

“i love you, y/n..”

PAVITR PRABHAKAR —

this has never happened on his watch. this WOULD never had happened if he was a good spider-man. if he was as good as everyone else in the spider society. a train had came down from one of mumbai villains, you not being able to move out of the way before gravity weighed down and you were crushed. pavitr searched everywhere for you, between the crowds of people and the rubble, pavitr couldn’t tell which from what. that was until he saw your hand — he knew it was yours from the red and pink bracelet with you twos initials on it — sticking from under the freight train. pavitr wanted to throw up, he wanted to sit there and sob and reign hell on the monster that did this to you.

“y/n? y/n please, please wake up.” pavitr says, holding your hand from under the rubble. he wasn’t strong enough to lift this train himself, so he took almost all of the citizens from mumbai and lifted the train, revealing your bloody and bruised body.

“oh my god.” pavitr whispers, picking you up and running you from the scene, laying you down on an open lot and taking his mask off, tears cascading down his face. “please wake up.” pavitr shakes you, his suit still on for display. “i was gonna tell you today, i really was..” pavitr whimpered, pulling you into his body.

“i’m sorry i couldn’t save you.”

GWEN STACY —

gwen was breathing, she’s sure of it. she thinks so. she might be. but how can she breath when her girlfriend is laid out on the ground bleeding from a hole in her back. gwen covers her mouth and practically runs towards you, dropping to her knees when she’s next to you. she knew this was a bad idea. she knew that getting attached to you was a bad idea. she knew that as soon as you and her got together something bad was going to happen. gwen thought the two of you could outrun it. that the two of you would’ve been together forever.

“wake up, y/n wake up.” gwen cries, shaking you by your arm, “please?…” she whispers, your body cold and lifeless.

“i was gonna tell you i swear. if i told you sooner this would’ve never happened. i’m so so sorry..”

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#myatalks🫡 #black reader #im black #blkshoyo #i love being black #ilovemyfollowers #ilysm <3 #being black #writing is my therapy #pavitr x reader #miles x y/n #gwen stacy x you #hobie brown x reader #atsv x reader #atsv angst #atsv #atsv x y/n #atsv x you #atsv fluff #atsv gwen #atsv x black reader #atsv pavitr #atsv hobie #hobie atsv #atsv miles morales #atsv gwen stacy

[logically-asexual]

Love like you

summary:

Betterfly finds himself in a confrontation with Shadybug and Claw Noir inside the Agreste Mansion of the alternate universe they traveled to. Nathalie is in her bedroom processing the fact that Gabriel has finally lost it. Their journeys unexpectedly cross when Betterfly akumatizes Nathalie by accident.

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Chapter 2

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Nathalie tried to escape from the thoughts that stung her brain like thorns on a vine wrapping ever more tightly around it by picturing something, anything, that would be calming.

She tried to imagine herself alone, taking a vacation somewhere in a fancy room with a view of… mountains, she decided. Tall mountains with peaks covered in snow. She could open the wide windows and enjoy the cold air against her cheeks. She pictured snowy slopes where people could ski. Nathalie always liked gearing up and feeling ready to face the elements and whatever nature would throw at her.

“You’re crazy,” she heard a voice say. “I prefer the beach; you need nothing more than a hat and a fresh drink. Now, that is true freedom.”

Nathalie turned away from the glass to see Emilie standing next to her. She was bundled up in blankets and sweaters and held a map in her hands. She looked up at her with those trusting green eyes, confident that Nathalie could solve any problem in the entire world if she wanted, now that she was helping Emilie start a family.

She was wrong, though. Nathalie couldn’t fix anything. All she ever did was take whatever idea existed already and make it happen faster. If only she could have good ideas of her own, instead of spending over fifteen years of her life following Gabriel’s. She helped Emilie start a family and then catalyzed every step in the process to destroy it.

Nathalie shoved the whole picture away and refocused on the present, sitting up on her bed. Her face still felt cold. It was due to tear tracks on it coming into contact with the breeze from outside. Her forehead was tense, stuck in a frown she couldn’t get rid of. She felt exhausted but her entire body still hurt too much to even think of resting, let alone sleeping.

And then, a change.

In a moment all her muscles loosened. She wasn’t any more relaxed, though. It felt like when she had to wear one of Gabriel’s dresses to an event with strong, restrictive boning that held her upright with no effort on her part, but after hours of wearing it all she wanted was to break out of the structure and curl up in a ball.

Mentally the sensation wasn’t much different. Her emotions didn’t go away, but braced themselves. A sense of impending doom paralyzed her while urging her to get ready for… something. To defend or attack against some not-yet-known threat.

She knew this feeling. That goddamn asshole.

“Nathalie,” she heard from within her head.

Why did he sound surprised? Or maybe this was his attempt to appear compassionate. Yeah, right.

He only ever listened to her when she said what he wanted to hear. She had realized this a long time ago and adapted to it. But it was a mistake because now, the one time she thought she had the solution, he didn’t listen. He also never cared about how she felt, or about how his actions could ever harm her. And now here they were.

Few times in her life she had felt like this, like she would do anything just for a meteorite to fall into her bedroom and free her from existence. Maybe something less dramatic. Maybe she only wished the illness from the broken miraculous would just take her already. Sadly she couldn’t really want that since still had much to do. She didn’t know yet how but she couldn’t give up on Adrien, who needed her now more than ever. She was just… tired. Her body was stuck in the same position but she was now shaking. All she could intentionally move were her eyes but she couldn’t even see much through the wells of tears in them.

In truth, all she wanted was one night by herself to try to at least sleep some of the worst of it off. Yet this had to be the night Gabriel chose to take advantage of her pain. Mere hours after betraying both Emilie and Nathalie, after deciding to send Adrien away for a year and not realizing he had the wrong kid because his madness was more important to him than his own son.

She had been too worried about Adrien to do anything other than return home as quickly as possible, but she had imagined instead going to find Gabriel, grab him by the collar and shake some sense into him. Then rip the purple brooch off his chest and pulverize it beyond repair under her heel. But she had to keep it together. For Adrien.

However, what just happened proved that she wasn’t strong enough. How could she help another person when she couldn’t keep herself composed for one day? Adrien deserved better than that.

Usually she could pin her hopes of a better world on Gabriel. She certainly couldn’t expect it from herself. Today proved neither of them could be trusted. And now he decided to betray her one more time and use her suffering for… what for? What was taking him so long?

Nathalie had lost track of time but she was very aware that it passed by the fact that the burning on her skin was only increasing and not finding any release. The pent up anger enhanced by akumatization should be channeled through a magical power and directed by a mission assigned by the butterfly holder. She had neither of those. Only emotions boiling in a pressure cooker about to explode but refusing to.

With exhaustive effort she managed to say, “Gabriel, what the fuck are you doing?”

It didn’t come off as strong as she wanted, the volume wasn’t above a whisper and her voice cracked, but the impact was there, because she could hear him gasp on the other end.

Betterfly’s astonishment was only increased when he heard Nathalie call him by his real name. That was this world’s Nathalie, not his own, and neither of them had any reason to know who Betterfly was.

He should have called the kamiko back, but the kids were about to escape and he couldn’t let them. In an attempt to distract the heroes, Shadybug summoned an entire car and threw it in their direction. They managed to dodge it and the car went straight and crashed into the wall. The wall behind which Nathalie apparently was.

What was left standing of the wall and the ceiling above it began to shake. Betterfly looked up following dust that had fallen on his face to find cracks spread up and to the sides of the building terrifyingly quickly.

Behind him, Ladybug announced that the house would fall over them if they didn’t get out, and shouted to Cat Noir to follow her. The boy seemed hesitant, but Ladybug grabbed and pulled him before a concrete slab fell from the roof to the center of the room, where Cat Noir had been standing. Betterfly told them to run out and get to safety. Unlike him, they still had a clear path to the exit. His own was blocked now by more and more debris. Shadybug and Claw Noir were already gone.

He ran in the opposite direction, straight towards Nathalie. He stepped through the hole in the wall and spotted her on the bed, luckily still unharmed.

He was thrown off by the fact that she looked just like his own Nathalie did years ago when they first met, but her current demeanor was nothing he’d seen on her before. She was looking at the rubble with wide eyes, though they weren’t quite focused, as if she was frightened by something more than the crash itself. She sat on her bed with her knees drawn close to her chest. Her bun was messy, as if she had been pulling on her hair. She was also shaking. Probably due to shock, Betterfly thought, before he remembered the kamiko.

The floor quaked as the structure continued collapsing.

“Nathalie!” he cried, “get us out of here!” He didn’t manage to be more specific as he made his way towards her as fast as he could.

With that instruction, Nathalie was enveloped in a dark purple foam. It soon diffused into the air and left the woman in a suit that resembled that of a pilot, with metallic skin, robotic motions, and an emotionless expression.

Nathalie finally felt a sense of relief that started on her chest and flowed to her shoulders, along her arms, and up to the tips of her fingers, where the tension that was leaving gathered and manifested into a spark of electricity. The glow spread, barely tingling the outermost layer of the silver skin, across the surface of her palms, which she extended away from herself. The light sprung away from her hands to form a bright white disc in front of her.

She felt arms surround her and then she was being carried through the portal.

Betterfly retrieved the kamiko and the portal closed. The roar of the crumbling building was abruptly cut off, and all one could hear was Nathalie’s coughing as she fell to her knees. She seemed to be in a lot of pain, with her eyes scrunched closed and her mouth desperately gasping for air in between the coughs. Gabriel had never seen Nathalie like this. She had always appeared strong, confident… invulnerable.

He watched her warily from a meter away. He wanted to help but he had no idea how. Maybe a comforting touch on her shoulder, to at least remind her he was there, as she had done for him many times before. The execution of this idea was prevented, though, when Nathalie finally spoke.

“Why are you doing this to me, Gabriel?”

She was now sobbing.

And she had said his name again.

All he could reply with was a dumbfounded, “What?”

She turned to him forcefully and looked at him with red eyes obscured by dark circles under them. For a moment she seemed about to snap at him, but her glare faltered and she stumbled backwards, catching herself with one arm to not fall on her back.

Nathalie realized that this wasn’t Gabriel, nor Monarch. His voice sounded just like him, and he looked like him, but the man in front of her was still completely different.

Looking around her, she found herself still in her bedroom, but it was also different. The shape of the construction was the same, as was the color of the paint and the positioning of the bookshelves and the fireplace, but there wasn’t any of her other furniture.

The space looked more like a library or a study. Instead of a bed, there was a table with many books. All of the books were clearly more neatly organized than the ones she had on every available surface (Nathalie had her own system, something Gabriel’s cleaning staff never understood). There weren’t any of the antique items she collected through the years hunting for the miraculous, and there was only one framed picture over the fireplace of Gabriel, Emilie and Adrien taken in a photographic studio. They also looked… different.

“Light wings, fall.”

She turned back and standing there was the man in the picture.

Her breathing had been too shallow for too long. Her brain was probably not getting enough oxygen and now she was hallucinating. That was probably it. This theory was only proved for Nathalie a second later when everything went black.

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#nathalie sancoeur #gabriel agreste #gabenath #miraculous ladybug #mlb #miraculous lb #betterfly #miraculous world #lunas writing

[sketchfanda]

Kirishima’s Mystique: Fun Times of the Chivalrous Stud Red Riot

Mina was a girl with purpose and ambition, not just the drive to become a successful pro heroine but when it came to sexuality and of course making her boyfriend very happy. Of course when her boyfriend happened to be a chivalrous himbo teddy bear of a guy most knew as Kirishima, Red Riot, or eiji/kiri as she loved to call him, why wouldn’t and shouldn’t she? Here they were in the pinnacle of their Second year, oh so in love and ooh from the very first time they did it together, not sound bragadocious but the sex was absolutely amazing, thanks in part to quite a few lovely details like her flexibility and her Red Riot being quite the talented sex machine, always eager and aiming to please. But Mina knew and felt she wanted, needed so much more, not for herself mind You but for Eijiro!! Lately she’d been having some very sensual, 3lewd and outright erotic thoughts, idly musing how hot it would be to give Kirishima a threesome with another girl or watch him one on one with said babe. From their bombshell teacher Ms. Midnight to girls in their own class and class B such as Momo or Kendou. The thought of that Adonis body of his glistening with sweat as he thrust that thick, long hard cock of his balls deep into another woman’s wet snatch as it welcomed The invading flood of his jizz. It made for so many sleepless nights but she knew he’d not go for it willingly, worrying he’d be unfaithful to her but to her, that’d be the furthest thing from the truth. If anything it said how much she thought so highly of him, thinking of him as a gifted stud and every girl should know and experience first hand. Which was what had lead her to her current train of thought and mission as she walked Around and wandered the near maze like structure of UA academy. It had just been a thought that came into her head last night when she’d been snuggling with Kirishima after their latest marathon session when she remembered the rumors she’d heard about a student in the year above them, when they’d been freshmen and she was a second year. Now a senior, she was just the person Mina knew she needed to see. “I have you now….” The pink alien like girl quipped as she found her target.

There sitting at the cafeteria making small talks with some friends of her own was a very exotic looking girl Mina had learned went by the name of Maya, an exchange student from some very remote Caribbean island called Jagua. Apparently it was so small you’d be hard pressed to find it on maps, not helping it was off the coast of some no name 3rd world country in Latin America but that was neither here or there. Not when it was clear why her quirk got her a place here at UA. Her summer uniform hugging her bombshell figure, highlighting her winning combination of sensual curves and firm muscle tone showing she definitely kept in shape. Her appearance eye catching in its exotic nature with her blue scaly skin and golden reptilian like eyes, her lush mane of red hair sporting some red streaks, she was more than easy in the eyes in such a way that even the most heterosexual girl would find herself bicurious. Mina licking her lips with sensual anticipation as she caught the attention of the kaiju-like babe, who turned towards her, curious and puzzled to why a kouhai from 2A would suddenly be approach8ng her like this as the horned girl quipped. “Hey there, how’s it going? Have I got an offer for you…..” as she fished out her phone, showing her a picture of her boyfriend, in all his Adonis glory as he was in the middle of doing bench presses in the famous gym. Now knowing she had both Maya’s attention and curiosity.

~~~~~~~~ Kirishima had a feeling if Mineta even got one hint of what he was up to, the grapehead would no doubt be crying out tears of blood and cursing him out for being such a lucky, cheeky, bold daring bastard. Not his fault the runt was single or that he and Mina happened to have a very active and healthy sex life in their relationship. Enough so that when he found a text from her telling him to come over during their free period to the campus sports equipment storage room for some “quality time” which translated from Mina speak meaning come over and bang her brains out. The red riot hero sometimes wondered what middle school him would think of him now,being a couple with Ashido of all people, as he entered the room, locking the door behind him to find himself in one of the most common spots for a naughty scene in a hentai or a porn movie. And there she was, in all her cotton candy pink, toned, curvy horned glory was his girlfriend Mina Ashido in all her sensual glory, sitting like a pinup model on a stack of landing pads that would no doubt serve as their bed for this. Wearing nothing but a smile as she was already naked from head to toe, her stunning exotic body a work of art thanks to her dancing and gymnastics among other things. “Hey there handsome, didn’t keep me waiting long…but seems you’re a bit overdressed, don’t you think?” She spoke in that sultry, sensual tone she knew just made his spine tingle, as she got up off from their makeshift mattress, striding over in a way that made her hips sway, her movements hypnotic as he knew she a, ways had him in the palm of her hands like this. Soon pressing herself against his front, arms wrapping around his broad shoulders as she locked lips with him. His eyes widening as her tongue invaded his mouth, practically massaging his sharklike teeth causing him out of reflex to respond and return the sloppy French kiss, hands grasping and squeezing her delightful as always juicy bubbly ass. Making the pink pseudo alien babe shudder and moan As they swapped spit and played tonsil hockey.

Kirishima was more than used to Mina’s forward and direct nature especially when it came to their sexy quality time together. But goddamn he had to say she was seeming even friskier than usual, as she pried herself off of him, breaking their kiss with a nice messy saliva trail between them. The acid quirk panting as a sensual blush adorned her face, eyes sultry as she still wore her minx like grin and got to work undressing him starting with unbuttoning his shirt. That confused him somewhat as usually Mina would playfully tease melting and burning burning his clothes off with her quirk. But he had to say, the gleam in her eyes like she was unwrapping a present she wanted and seeing his body for the first time was a bit of a turn-on. As he helped out in getting his uniform off, soon in just his boxers on which her hands grasped the waistband, her facial expression one of anticipation as she knelt down the ground, leg muscles tense in a squatting pose as she pulled them down. Looking in shock and awe at his thick, meaty cock as it stood so firm and erect you’d think he was using his quirk. Her mouth drooling as she grasped and wrapped her hand around it, proceeding to kiss, lick, suck and blow on his fuckrod as if she had just discovered the most intoxicating drug on the planet. Any doubts or confusion about some of her out of place behavior forgotten as that familiar set of her lips, tongue and throat began to work is magic on its dick. Forgetting to remind himself that she usually also liked to use amore safe, harmless mix of her acid as lubricant and give him a titjob. But seems she was really eager today, as she was diving right into deepthroating him, her ever warm, familiar unique eyes giving off a raw glow of desire and need. It was enough to just make him grasp her horns and hair firmly in his hands as with a deep breath and flex of his muscles, he grunted as he began to thrust and piston his hips. Pelvis moving like a jackhammer as she gave off gagged gasps and moans at the sudden facefuck. Those smooth, heavy balls smacking her chin as her drool splashed and spluttered. Joining with the growing puddle of her pussy juices on the floor as her pretty pink netherlips rained and dripped with growing arousal. The chivalrous hero in training so focused on pleasing his girlfriend that he missed a brief moment where her eyes turned more reptilian green, her hair longer with red and streaks of blue and her skin blue with scales.

All the while hidden under the wording vaulting horse, peeking through the gaps was the real Mina Ashido who was shamelessly playing with herself as she relished this raw voyeurism. Shirt opened to allow better access to squeeze and massage her bra clad tits, her free hand down her skirt and the waistband of her spats as she plunged 3 fingers knuckle deep into her pussy. “Aaahn, Eiji….such a man….that’s right stud…show her what a real beast You can be…” among other such things she said to herself as she enjoyed the show. She knew it would be erotic to see Kirishima do it with another girl like this, but this whole moment here and n9 was possible thanks to Maya and her quirk, as the blue bombshell sempai was in fact the Mina who was currently naked and getting an oral session so intense that it could only be called a preview for what her pussy was sure to soon be experiencing. Provided she could keep the form maintained and going but in her defence, she had no idea Kirishima was going to be so damn good and overwhelming!! Mayalin Divato, aka Maya Diva, hero name: Mystique Quirk: Shapeshifting. Maya can alter her own physical form in the cellular level, allowing her to change her appearance, enabling her to mimic anyone right down to their voice. It also allows her to make her own clothing meaning she is nude 24/7!! Maya was always down for some fun when it came to the age old dance between men and women. Hey when quirk activation and puberty hit you with a winning combination set of looks like she had, promiscuity was second nature especially when sex under the right circumstances with the right people can be all kinds of fun. Especially when so many guys and girls would pay you good money to look and sound like their fantasy guy or girl. So when her adorable pink kouhai came with an offer too good to refuse, how could she not accept? It just took a little matter of getting the details down right like her looks and hair while knowing all the nice little tricks that can arouse and please the alien girl’s boyfriend. But clearly Mina had been holding back or held out some details but damn if she wasn’t loving it!! Cheeks puffing, throat bulging and swelling as her tongue taste his pre oozing down her throat, her tastebuds tingling as she gasped at suddenly having him pop out of her mouth, amazed she was still maintaining mina’s shape and form. That drool soaked length resting on her face, eyes glittering with awe as Kirishima stood looming over her, deep breathing huffing and puffing from that broad strong chest of his as his muscles began to glisten and sheen with perspiration.

Suddenly Maya/Mina made a cute eep sound when she found the redhead suddenly grab and hoist her up, throwing her to the landing pad pile in such a display of speed and power that she was amazed she hadn’t dropped her façade out of shock. His hands on either side of her head as he was now looming over her, like a predator that pounced in his prey and was about to devour a delicious meal. the real Mina in her hiding spot tingling with anticipation as it seems Maya had gotten her “Eiji-baby” so worked up that he was looking to get right down to the main event. “Mina…goddamn you’re just too good.. I can’t help myself but wanna my all for you!!” With that declaration, he spread her long, toned luscious legs, Maya so thankful she and Mina shared the same yoga levels of flexibility as he was now grasping where her hips and waist met and connected, the tip of of his cock pressing and rubbing against her gushing wet netherlips as they drooled with so much nectar that along with her drool from her earlier blowjob Offered little to no resistance as that atlas physique flexed its muscles and with a thrust and pump of his hips, he was penetrating her. Inch after inch of thick, hot man meat sinking in until he was balls deep, Maya-Mina’s eyes widening as she felt her body twitch, shake and spasm. Dear god did she just cum from him going into her? Not having any time to rest and process this as Kirishima was soon thrusting and pumping away, making the mattress mountain snake and bounce as she found her rock world being rocked in missionary position. Good lord it’s no wonder Mina seemed so eager to have this plan go off, how could she not want to have this guy do other women?!! As she draped and wrapped around her arms and legs around him for dear life, focusing on keeping her quirk active as deep throated gasps and moans escaped from her. Mina now fully naked, massaging herself with a safe version of her acid as a massage body oil as she bounced and rode on a dildo she had yaomomo make for her, based and modelled off of Kirishima’s dick size measurements. One of many she had as she cotinued to watch her man assert his sexual prowess and skill. And he was just getting started!!

And oh was he going wild as Maya was experiencing first hand, deepthroated gasps,pants and moans escaping her lips,rsther mina’s lips as she still found herself miraculously holding onto the form she was maintaining. As he shark teethed Adonis who was plowing her flexed his powerful muscles, his spikey hair losing its hold as was working up a sweat not unlike when he would hit the gym, as if seeing Mina’s lucious link self glistening with perspiration and her face in the throes of passion and ecstasy was motivating him to further please her. Her stomach bulging from his sheer length and thickness. His smooth heavy balls smacking the rim of her outer netherlips and her jiggling,shaking cotton candy booty, the sway and bounce of her tits so hypnotic. And goddamn was she so warm,wet and tight! It was rsther like how she felt and acted their first time together before Maya-Mina soon suddenly found out that Kirishima was only just getting started!! Confusion,shock and excitement mixing in with her sky high arousal as she found the red riot stud proceeding to shift,move and adjust their positions,her body being put through its limits as she experienced first hand how driven,dedicated and skilled an attentive lover he was. Soon finding herself laying in her side as he laid besides her in a spooning position, holding up one of her long,toned legs as he kissed,licked and nibbled on her neck. Those shark teeth of his grazing her skin,making her shudder with ecstasy,as his cock continued to pump into her pussy, those balls smacking her clit as orgasms kept rocking her very core. Making her wonder what it would take and how long for this guy to finally even cum as the shapeshifter babe felt like her brain could barely keep up with body through this sexual montage of raw pleasure!!

Mina from inside her hiding spot but her lip,suppressing the increasing volume of her sounds of arousal as her naked cotton candy coloured skin glistened, hands grasping whatever she could inside the wooden vaulting horse as she continued to watch her boyfriend give Maya the ride of her life. The Red Riot rollercoaster in full force as the shapeshifter struggled to hold the shape and form of Pinky best she could against the onslaught too pleasure as she found herself being taken doggy style, deepthroated moans pouring forth as her swaying tips were either being grasped by those strong hands or her jiggling booty was being smacked and massaged. To soon straddling the stud’s waist as she bounced and rode atop him shifting between forward and reverse cowgirl style, as those gentle yet determined red eyes drank in either the view of her glorious toned backside with thst juicy ass shaking like jello or those hypnotic bouncing tits. Maya feeling her control slip as to eirjiro’s puzzlement, he found his girlfriend’s physical being seeming to shift to brief shimmers of blue,putting hay aside as he grit his teeth, feeling his dick twitch as the telltale signs he was about blow were pending as he sat right uo,wrapping his arms around her waist as she was facing him,surorise her with a liplock,her eyes widening as she held onto his shoulders for dear life!! An intense orgasm hitting her right as she felt him cum inside her,hot white batter erupting to soraylaint her inner walls and flood her womb as she broke the liplock to let out a sensual howl. Mina of course knew it was time to spring the surprise as she snuck out of her little hide away,pouting at losing the fill of the dildo but knowing she’d soon have the real thing as she snuck around and hugged Kirishima from behind, puzzling him as he looked over his shoulder to see her grinning nude self. Turning back to see the Mina he he was holding onto as she rode their shared climax together changed right before his very eyes. Her bombshell figure going from 10 to 11,pink to blue and clay,cotton candy fuzz growing into a long mane of red and blue streaked hairs and golden eyes to jade green reptilian. Maya panting and shuddering as she felt the orgasmic high as she wore an exhausted but very satisfied expression that screamed “Surprise!!”

Kirishima had the most adorable clueless look on his face,unsure how to feel about this sudden twist and development as Mina pressed herself against his backside,tits massaging his shoulders as she caressed his chest and abs. ““Hope you enjoyed that Eiji,I know I did. You were so amazing,I knew it’d be hot watching you but that was even better than expected….was it good for you Maya-senpai?” The pink horned and horny alien babe quipped,directing her boyfriend’s attention back to the very stunning upper class man still held in his arms and connected to him,who had gathered back up her barings, a grateful sensual smile as she pressed herself against him. Tits pressing against his strong,firm chest,eyes gleaming with seduction. As she kissed Mina,Eijiro blushing at seeing their turns dance together before they ambushed him taking turns kissing him,making it a three way kiss that overwhelmed him as maya finally spoke up.

“Mmm,pinky as far as I’m concerned I’m hooked on this stud and don’t want this to be a one time thing,not after that….and I defininiteky want a lot more…” the shapeshifter soon gave an adorable pout as she slid off of Kirishima’s cock, which seemed to be ina state between ready to get hard or soft at any moment. All coated ina nice lube of his sounk and her nectar as she sat back,legs spread as her azure lips oozed with excess jizz. ““But looks like I got to wait for little red riot there to recover….” At that remark mina grew a minx like grin as she nuzzled her boyfriend’s neck as if giving him some hidden signal or message. Eijiro was still puzzled but hot damn if he wasn’t starting to like that for whatever reason,his amazing sexbomb of a girl red ambushed him with a surprise threesome and he just had amazing sex with a senpai who wanted another round or few. And leave it to him to never back down from a challenge as a man,especially when a real man never left a woman unsatisfied and wanting!! Gritting his teeth as parts of his body bore telltale signs of his quirk in effect. But Maya of course found her jade green eyes drawn to his dick as she sass it suddenly spring uo,somehow looking even stiffer and bigger, looking hard enough to hammer nails into solid steel!! Mina gave a little sensual giggle as she purred,her harmfree variant of her acid coating her hand as she caressed and stroked that newly hardened cock,knowing she had Maya’s attention.

““Fun fact, when he focuses on his dick and uses 1% of his quirk, eiji can stay hard for hours…” With that said,Mina pried herself off of her man’s strong backside as she crawled over to Maya,the pink and blue alien looking babes soon sharing matching sensual expression as the former shot a look of seduction over her shoulder at her man as she was in her hands and knees,shaking her glorious bubbly pink ass at him,her pussy lips gushing as maya placed her hand atop thst pink hair and pressed mina’s face against her crotch,moaning and rolling her head in ecstasy  as the pink alien babe began to lick and eat ehr out,drinking snd lapping up the excess cum that had a fine mix of her pussy juices. The shapeshifter once again taking mina’s form as she made the term go fuck yourself be taken to a whole new literal level. Eijiro of course getting the unspoken message and signal as she moved closer. Grasping his girlfriend by her waist and thrusting his cock as soon as he felt the tip lined up with and pressing against her pussy lips. Penetrating her balls deep off the bat and jackhammering away as his raw primal instincts kicked in. Mina-maya leaning forward as she grabbed his head and pressed her lips to his,their tongues dancing together as they had Mina in a spitroast between them. As the pinky and red coup,e looked to solidify and forge their newfound partnership of sorts with the shape shifting senpai in what was the beginning of what was sure to be very beautiful friendship.

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It’d been quite the wild ride since the day of that fateful little threesome encounter and Kirishima could still hardly believe any of it. That it’d happened or that indeed it didn’t stay a one time thing. Maya had become a regular part of his and Mina’s relationship to such a degree that she wasn’t someone you’d call a third wheel that was for sure. She was more what his alien queen liked to call bff,best fuck friend and his pink girlfriend snd the blue bombshell wre so alike jn their friskiness that it was as surreal as it was sexy. Spots and places,like the storage room had become their regular love nests for their sessions as he came to think of them as. The shark teethed chivalrous hero in training sighing as he relaxed and soaked his muscles under boys’ dorm shower stall, with the hit steam bringing relief, recalling and reflecting on just how erotic and wild Mina and Maya got when together, especially with the game he came to know as “Guess which Mina is the real one”, which he had to was as challenging as arousing as Maya’s acting ability and effectiveness with he quirk was getting better and better along with her stamina. Jus a brief flicker of her eyes or a flash of her real hair or skin colour were all the hints and clues needed to nail a guess and he had to admit,the pair egging him on with their lewd praise was quite nice. But goddamn if Maya wasn’t a kinky wild thing when she went solo on him with her ambush games. And what games they were…..

~flashback~ the red riot hero soon found himself thinking back to the first instance of such a moment, as homeroom with aizawa-sensei finished as it usually did, everyone in class heading to relax during a free study period that day when Yaomomo had suddenly grabbed him by his arm,pulling him into an empty girls changing room on his way. His confusion giving way to shock as the voluptuous and ohsyically gifted creation heroine locked lips with him. Tongue invading his mouth,massaging his own and practically polishing his sharp,sharky teeth,red eyes widening as Momo broke their kiss,a trail of saliva between them as she wore an expression that was both shy and seductive. “Forgive me…Aahn,Kirishima-kun…but..lately I’ve been..thinking such things about you..I love shouto but..my curiosity won’t stop…my heart is racing…” Eijiro knew if his jaw could,it would fall right off from dropping in sheer shock. This couldn’t be Yaomomo doing and saying such things but his logic went out the window as the heiress of the yaoyorozu family began to strip right before his red eyes. Thst toned,genetically gifted,well trained stunning body only so daringly and proudly displayed in her hero outfit, which he had to admit he had naughty thoughts of more than once on occasion, now stood before him wearing lingerie that only Ms.Midnight herself would show off.

“aaahn,Kirishima-kun…don’t look at me with such eyes….is what I would say if it were anyone else…you…” the heiress quipped,biting her lower lip as if trying to suppress more bolder,naughtier urges and thoughts she was having. Their matching heights making her able to look him in the eyes as she walked with a distinct spring in her step,thst racy lacy set of bra and panties highlighting the hypnotic bounce and sway of her tits and ass as she pressed herself against him. Breasts mashing against his chest as her hands began to unbutton his shirt. ““Don’t be afraid Kirishima-kun…we are a man and woman after all,and midnight-sensei always says we must enjoy our youth…we must not resist our natural urges…” the heiress quipped with a tone of passion and desire,a blush in her gorgeous face as she got his shirt and coat off of him,licking her lips at his exposed physique. Any thoughts he needed to speak out about the fact she was rumoured to already be in a relationship being cast aside as she seemed intent on seducing him,causing his inner alpha male instincts to drown out his more rational,polite brain. As the class Vice President of class A got down to her knees,sensual gasps and pants escaping her lucious lips as she fidgeted with his belt and fly,undoing them as her eyes twinkled with shock and delight as his cock sprung out,resting in her face as she took in the sight and scent before proceeding to kiss and lick his length frkm base to it,eben making sure his balls had attention. Whatever rational thoughts he had trying to question as to whether yaomomo was even that far with the fire and ice quirk hero,nevermind being so lewd and erotic. But she was just too damn sexy as she soon took his dick into her mouth,her twinkling eyes looking at him with a mix of mischief and worship,hand wrapping around what she couldn’t fit in as she stroked,licked and sucked. Making the hardening hero shudder as admittedly,a small part of him was starting to enjoy this, a hand restin atop her mane of lucious,silky black hair,taking a grip of her ponytail before his hips bucked on reflex,causing yaomomo to gasp at the sudden deepthroat. And for the briefest but noticeable moment he saw her eyes flicker and shift to a familiar reptilian green shade he knew very well at this point, keeping a hold on that ponytail as he popped his shaft out of her mouth. A deadpan bemused look on his face.

“Real funny Maya,was this yours or Ashido’s idea…” maya-yaomomo flashed a shameless sensual smile at him and his remark,making it clewr he already knew the answer,as she gave his shaft a kiss and lick,stroking the drool soaked dick and massaging his balls with her free hand. As far as the red riot stud knew,they planned this little ambush to play on further on Mina’s personal fantasies of wanting to see her man do it with other girls but also not wanting to ruin her ships as she liked to call it,given she liked to consider herself th Cupid of campus. And the acid girl was likely in one of the lockers in this changing room,peeping on them like the cotton candy voyeur she was and recording it with her phone. As the shapeshifting bombshell exchange student from Jagua shifted her eyes between Yaomomo’s elegant onyx and her own jade lizard like ones. Letting go of his dick as she stood on her feet,hands caressing along his muscular torso,relishing his sculpted muscles as she kissed and licked along them to his neck,fsce and lips before she stepped back,doing a sexy Dance as she send her lingerie. Unclamping the bra to let it fall while she tugged down her thong. Exposing her quite stunning and very detailed take on the creation heroine’s stunning body,striking a few pin up poses before flipping her hair,her back to him as she shot him a look over her shoulder.

“Mmm tell you what handsome,I promise to explain….if you be the big,strong man I know you can be and indulge me and pinky’s game,won’t you?” Soon as she said that,the shapeshifter wesring the face,voice and body of Yaomomo shifted to lay herself on the cool,smooth marble tiled floor of the locker room,her juicy tits pressing snd rubbing against the surface,arms crossed as she rested her head on them,shooting her ever seductive courting glance at Kirishima,purring as she presented and shook her lucious,juicy booty at him,legs kicking lazily in the air. “Pretty please? Won’t my chivalrous hero show me again how he’s a riot on the streets and in the sheets? I’m sure you’ve always had dreams about your vice ores,especially in her outfit….with me,you can live it out all handsome….every,single one,no strings attached,no guilty conscience…..and it won’t be one time…you’ll never know when or where…but I’ll be on you like a spider to flies in its web…so come on Eiji…fuck,me….”

Kirishima dot exe had stopped working for a brief moment as maya-yaomomo’s words and actions overwhelmed him to such a degreee that the primal part of his brain pretty much took over. Gritting and baring his sharp teeth,muscles flexing with some hardening kicking in as he stripped himself fully,the nude Adonis pouncing as he mounted himself atop the shapeshifter babe,as if driven to mate like the animals they were,feeling like a wild beast drawn to a butch in heat courting him and wanting to discipline this minx for being so lewd with her quirk in ways midnight-sensei would no doubt approve. Deepthroated moans escaping her sensual lips as the gym locker room became filled with her erotic cries and the sounds of skin slapping,sweaty sex. Ass jiggling and shaking as the pelvis of the red riot hunk smacked against it,his thick,long meaty cock jackhammering into her sloppy wet pussy as he did her in a prone bone push up position. Balls smacking her clit,her tits rubbing against the floor as one of his hands held her waist,her legs wrapping around his and his other hand held her shoulder as he became driven to bring her to orgasm so hard she’d lose her hold of her quirk. Welcoming and relishing the challenge and the thrill of their passionate rutting,drooling as her face wore an expression of mind numbing raw ectasy she knew only this machine of a man could give her,as indeed Mina hid in one of the lockers like the voyeur she was,waiting when she was good and ready to make this a threesome once more as her fantasy played out.

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The next incident,if Eijiro figured that was the right term at least the right term to call Maya’s ambushes had come out of nowhere to say the least, as class A had finished up a training exercise, the kind that had involved and required them to wear their hero outfits. Suffice to say the red riot hero wasn’t all that surprised  that during the warm ups,Mina with that ever classic minty grin of hers would show off her flexibility when she’d catch him looking her way,knowing his eyes were drawn to her body,highlighted by her costume and the sway of her lovely assets. Or how he blushed so red his hair looked pale in comparison when he’d find himself looking at Momo and thst iconic outfit of hers Especislly given that thanks to Maya he’d gotten a first hand look. At what lied beneath. Hell it seemed like his libido was reslly drawing his attention to the rsther blessed attractiveness of the girls in his class or on all campus. It was taking all his will power not to have all his blood rushing to a certain part of his anatomy, like how was he only just now realising that Toohru was practically naked!? But he was a man and a real man was nothing if not respectful and chivalrous so he sure as hell didn’t want to come off as being as bad as Mineta. But damn if it wasn’t a challenge,the girls were all so naturally sexy without even trying, as he found his gaze currently locked on the backside of Tsuyu. Was it him or was her backside’s movements kind of coming off as hypnotic? Like she could tell without looking thst he was staring at her and making it impossible to look away. Was her ass always so thick?

His thoughts of course were put in pause as the girl who went by the hero name Froppy shot a glance over her shoulder. Those distinct eyes of hers with their piercing stare locked him in place,as if like a deer in the headlights, he’d been caught in the act. The next thing he knows,Tsuyu seemed to grin,to his surorise and puzzlement,flicking her long froggy tongue to give a slow,sensual lick of her lips. Following with a sway of her hips and making her asscheeks clap before suddenly reaching out to grab his wrist, the redhead finding himself being pulled along and away with her as she took him to the campus swimming pool. Eijiro didn’t have much time to process what had even happened, he soon found the frog girl locking those piercing eyes of hers his way as she spoke in that direct,blunt to the point manner of hers. “You were staring weren’t you? At the girls,at me…Especially me,I know you were. Do you like what you see?” She quipped,her speech as always peppered with the odd little kero/ribbit here and there. The girl who’d be known as Froppy walking over as she pressed herself to him,hands caressing his muscular torso as she leaned into whisper. “Would you say you liked this?”As she said this,she took his hands and guided them to her booty,his palms and fingers grasping and squeezing in reflex as she briefly shuddered,before moving away from him a few feet to assume a squatting pose. Her powerful,gifted leg muscles flexing as she stuck out and presented her green latex/spandex clad rear. Proceeding to shake her twin meat globes in a way that was hypnotic and too good to ignore,causing his brain to freeze as the blood began to rush to his loins.

“You want this? My butt? My massive fucking booty? My dump truck derrière? My Jean stretching cheek clapping dick gobbling fat cushion? This super duper perfectly round fat and juicy ass? Will you take out that cock with those big fat balls? Thst cheek clapping pussy pleasing,ass baling veiny peace of heaven? With those big heavy baby makers filled with thick,warm sex juice all nice and deep inside me?” Such words coming from the frog girl as her usual manner of speaking carried a sensual undertone,her arousal and erotic passion flowing through as she twerked and shook ass a him. As if she were courting him,possibly some side effect of her quirk putting her into heat. Those twin ass cheeks clapping like thunder as she looked over her shoulder at him. A blush in her face as if having him look at her with those red eyes of his alone was turning her on. Before she soon crawled over to the swimming pool until she fell snd dove right into the edge,breaking the hold her courting dance had briefly held over him as the red riot hero felt his face as red as his hair and his crotch reslly feeling majorly stiff that it was small wonder he wasn’t using his quirk right now. And before he knew it,Tsuyu came on uo right out of the water,surfacing like a water nymph with grace and beauty to reveal her now naked backside to him,her hair loose,wet and undone and skin glistening as she had her backside to him,her only modesty being her stocking boots and an outrageously sexy thing he never figured would be the kind of thing Tsuyu would ever wear!! His face’s shade matching that of his hair as the blood really began to rush and pump down below that it wouldn’t surprise him if he felt like quirk was acting up on reflex or something!!

Knowing she had her eyes focused solely on her backside,the frog girl shot a alluring gaze over her shoulder at him,sensually raising her long,wet,silky hair to show off and flex her back muscles as she began to jiggle,sway and clap those meaty,t-back devouring asscheeks. The twin mounds of meaty booty flesh rippling and shaking,her long tongue slipping out to lick her lips seductively as she blew him another kiss. A brief flicker of her eyes from their usual Tsuyu quality to a familiar shade of reptilian jade green was caught by the hardening hero in training. His face calming down as it now wore a deadpan expression of bemusement as his brain began putting two and two together. He may’ve been more gutsy brawn than booksmart brains but he sure wasn’t stupid to pick up the obvious clue that the resident shapeshifter friends with benefits he and Mina shared had once again pulled another swerve on him. “Real funny Maya,should’ve known it was you…I mean I don’t know or can’t say what Asui gets up to in her own personal time but her acting like that and wearing what you’ve got on?” He quipped as Tsuyu-Maya let out a melodic,sensual purr and giggle as she somehow made even those distinct little keros/ribbits sound enticing. Letting her hair drop and fall as she moved to pick up and raise each leg,showing off her flexibility as she held them in a split in turn,with a wave of her free hand as she made the stocking disappear,followed by the other with the thong the last to go. It was handy having a quirk so thorough ona cellular level that you can even make your own clothing as he watched her fully nude backside once more before she nudged herself off of the pool edge and into the water again. Swimming as graceful and smooth as an eel as she made her way on over to the other side. Getting an idea of what she wanted and knowing his pink acid making girlfriend was hiding somewhere with the best view,he wasted little to no time in shedding his hero outfit,now naked as the day he was born as his raging hard,stiffening cock finally breathed out in the open of the warm fresh air. Just in time as Tsuyu-Maya rose up from the water more graceful than a mermaid as she rested the upper half of her torso on the opposiing pool edge. Looking over her shoulder at him and taking in the view as she wiggled her finger at him to bring his sexy adonis self on over her way.

Eijiro certainly didn’t keep the shapeshifting lady friends with benefits waiting as he made his way on over to the side of the pool that she was resting on. Her Minxy eyes enjoying the view she could never get tired of, from those washboard abs and especially to that firm,hard set of cock and balls. The red riot hero not denying that seeing Maya portray tsuyu in a way that was so unlike the frog Girl yet seemed so her was quite the turn on, as he squatted and knelt down before her,his dick at her eye level as she wasted no time in grasping and stroking it. Showing off quite the skilled use of Tsuyu’slong,warm wet tongue as she began to assault his shaft with kisss,sucking and blowing away as that oral muscle massaged,squeezed and constricted it all over from tip to even his balls. Eyes flowing with hearts and shifting between her reptilian like jade green to tsuyu’s own unique gaze as the chivalrous Adonis grasped her hair and began fscefucking her. Before either of the two heroes in training knew it,the shapeshifting babe in the form of Froppy found Kirishima in the water with her, their oldies in the halfway part of the pool where the shallow and deep end met. The water so,asking around them as as her arms were wrapped around and holding his broad,powerful shoulders,legs Dan’s,ing around his waist below as her froggy booty bounced and jiggled. Riding and bouncing in his jackhammering cock as her moans were muffled by her lip locked with him ina sloppy French kiss,using thst froggy tongue in ways mineta could only dare dream. Wherever mina had been hiding as she njiyed and watched the show,she certainly had to be doing quite the job on playing lookout to keep anyone from hearing let alone seeing her man and the shapeshifter and catch them in the act of being so indecent. Iida would likely have an aneurysm!! Was toohru also 8nvolved,fed somehow!? And thst little poolside romp ambush was just another example he could recall…… —————————————-

Yes indeed Maya was relentless as she was creative when it came to the use of her Quirk, especially with Mina no doubt giving her ideas and Especially all the right details and information she’d need to perfectly pull sounding and looking like their classmates. Though the resident himbo of class 1A definitely thiughts Maya was taking a few liberties so to speak when it came to her portrayals but damn if she didn’t make it fun,he had to admit. Such as when Mina had him host a study session in her dorm room together with Kyouka. The first clue of course had to be what her and Kyouka had were wearing. Now of course Mina by herself wasn’t a red flag because of course his girlfriend took great pride in her body and showing it off. More so since beginning their little friends with benefit deal their shapeshifting senpai. But Kyouka well that was an alarm bell for certain. Despite what mineta especially thought or said,jirou actually had quite the body on her that was as unique and sexy in its own right. Even if it wasn’t on par with the likes of Momo or eben toorphru,it was sexy in its own right. And it was certsimly on full display right before him. A simple tanktop and thong putting her toned figure on display with generous views of her perky,handful sized tits and her quite lovely hips. Her face as cool,calm and aloof as ever as if she didn’t seem to notice now her state of dress seemed to their ultra manly classmate. He did his best to tune it out,as they did their school work but god was it distracting. Especially when he could see Kyouka shoot him flirty glances and place her hand in his thigh,giving it a squeeze and massage. ““Hey Red,been working out lately?” She said in thst usual cool desdpa time of hers,copping a feel of his bicep,Mina of course paying no mind to jirou openly flirting with her man. Even as alarm bells went off jn his head,Kirishima was getting bith aroused and scared,scaroused!!

But the game was truly afoot as to what was going on,as Mina handed him a book and to,d him to go to a page she had bookmarked. Eyes bugging out snd fsce noushjn as red as his hair as he saw the chapter title. “50 positions for spicy intimacy with yiur man!” Realising this was some adult magazine mina had no doubt borrowed from Ms.Midnight and hidden in some random textbook. Jaw dropping as he looked aghast at his girlfriend before turning to see Kyouka had suddenly somehow changed her outfit. Her tanktop skimpier and lower,exposing more of her upper torso and mid-riff,threatening to slip off and expose her fully naked as the day she was born. Her thong gone as she had gone commando,striking a little pin up pose,blowing a kiss his way. Before her eyes flashed toms familiar reptilian jade green. His expression shifting to deadpan as he caught onto their game. ““Really? Really?!!” Was all he could say,Maya-Kyouka giggling as she moved around behind him,arms draping around him as she nuzzled him and kissed along his neck and face whole Mina giggled that delightful adorable laugh of hers. Moving and nudging all their study material aside along with the tanks they’d been using,as she crawled over to her hardening boyfriend,her facial expression now one of coy sensual intimacy and sexual thirst. Locking lips with him,arms wrapping around his neck as she kissed him,Maya-Kyouka adding herself to the mix to make a three way dance of tongues and spit as they eased and nudged Kirishima to lay back flat on the tiger striped/leopard spotted style rug of mina’s vibrant wild dorm room. Peeling off his tanktop as they licked and kissed their way down along his torso,outright worshipping his pecs and Abs,fingers and palms caressing muscles sculpted with dedication and effort before they came to his baggy shorts,purring to see his crotch swelling and bulging,as they looked at him with those hungry eyes of theirs.

“Mmm,Yiu sound so done Eiji but we both know you’re loving this game and having as much fun as we are…so be a good boy,sit back,relax and we will just get to letting little red riot out to play,mmm?” Mina quipped erotically,as she and  maya-jirou got,to work undoing the bucks and fly,tugging down his shorts,boxers and all,leaving him fully naked,delight kn their faces as they beheld his cock in all its stiff,erect state horniness, hands grasping together as they stroked it,Mina using a safe,non hazardous ph level of her acid as extra lubricant. After all,she didn’t want to burn and melt her man’s pride and glory off. Soon assaulting it with a tandem duet of kisses and licks,making him groan and shudder as the duo made out with his cock between them. Soon nude themselves as Mina moved to straddle and sit atop kirishim’s hips and thighs,her backside to him as Maya-Kyouka still laid by his crotch,stroking and giving his dick a blowjob. Having no issue deepthroating him having become used to his length and girth as intimately as she had,a catlike grin his way as Mina looked over her shoulder at him with affection and lust.

“no worries handsome….this is still a study jam…it’s a hands on…team trut building exercise….sexercise shall we say?” Maya-Kyouka quipped playfully,as she slapped hismcock soaked and drowning in a mix of acid lube and their spit against mina’s juicy pink booty. Making the twin meat buns jiggle before his dick was hotdogged between them. Eijiro simply shrugged his shoulders as he grasped and squeezed that ass,pumping his dick between those twin globes,as Mina began to dance atop him,her slit adding nectar for further lubrication. Maya-Kyouka kissing and licking her way from his crotch to along his abs,chest and neck,to French kissing him before shifting to straddle and sit atop his face. Grinding and jumping her crotch against his mouth,moaning as she felt him kiss and lick beneath her. Making her shudder and moan,spine tingling as for a brief moment,parts of ehr form shifted back to her usual blue self,the overwhelming passion nearly making her lose focus and control of her quirk as the chivalrous kouhai ate her out,Mina bending and arching her back to milt her head,allowing maya-Kyouka to leaning in and kiss her. Tongues dancing as their study session devolved into the latest of their passionate little threesome romps. Nit the first and certainly not the last time…. __________________________ Days gave way to weeks and months of what had become quite a routine for the sturdy hero in training. Not that was complaining mind you, as with Maya things were certainly never dull. The transfer from Jagua Del Toro was as spontaneous as she was sexy, as she seemed to make it her mission to play out who knows how many fantasies he and Mina had. Especially when the self proclaimed Alien Queen had been very thorough and detailed about the looks and measurements of more than a few girls on campus, up to and including their own class,Class B, even the likes of Nejire or staff like Ms.Midnight. One time the sultry shapeshifter had snuck into his bedroom in the middle of the night,posing as Ochako. Wearing nothing more than a thong,a midriff baring tanktop and thighhigh socks,the sight of which would’ve thrown him for a loop for sure. Of course Maya could tell she knew he’d been trolling him at the time as it was a widely known fact Uraraka was an item with Midori-bro. Suffice to say the blue bombshell clearly took delight in how he responded and retaliated,pinning her down and fucking her fierce and ahrd to a point she could barely retain the shape and voice of Ochako’s form. The prior times she posed as Momo, Tsuyu, Kyouka as well as Uravity and Mina certainly weren’t one offs either when it came to these erotic ambushes of Maya Diva that was for sure. Just when he’d think he had her figured out out, she always found a way of keeping him on his toes. The red riot hero shuddering,as he felt a continuing rush of blood and familiar tingle in his loins. His body too honest for its own good as his mind continued to wander on its reflecting. Particularly one such surprise maya had pulled that really almost went over his head.

It had seemingly been just another typical kind of school day as their recent training exercise had concluded, which left them with a little free time for personal relaxation and study. The resident muscular ikemen of the class A boys having just finished hauling some equipment back to the storage sehd when he heard someone calling him,whispering his name Following the source to a more isolatd shadowy corner of the room,he’d found a peculiar sight. One that’d no doubt have Mineta dropping his jaw and riling him up to an erotic fever pitch of arousal if he’d seen this. A girl he’d never seen or met before, completely and totally naked!! Save of course for what seemed to be a very familiar set of boots and gloves. But what really clicked it together in his head was that bubbly perky toned voice. It couldn’t be,he thought to himself as he uttered her name.  “Hagakure?!” While he hadn’t been too loud saying that,the usually invisible girl made a shush gesture and expression as if making it clear she didn’t want attention drawn to her at least like this. Not that he could blame her, Mineta would have had a goddamn field day,as she explained that her quirk had gone all fritzy haywire on her and last thing she needed was risk getting in trouble for unintended indecent exposure,so of course eve being the chivalrous guy he was, Kirishima used the waist cloak from his hero outfit to provide her some cover and modesty, doing his best not to look of course. 

Wrapping her up like a burrito as he carefully and secretly carried her out of the storage room and made his way back to his dorm room where he could maybe give Tohru some clothes to spare until her quirk sorted itself out back in order. Any onlookers r passers by who asked what he was hauling,he’d bluff and say he was just carrying a spare sandbag for punching in his room. After what were just a handful of minutes that felt a lot longer,he’d breathed a sigh of relief as he gently and carefully place Hagakure on his bed and shut his dor behind him. Only to drop jaw and bug his eyes out as the visible girl whooped with joy,throwing off the cloak, exposing her nude self before him as she glomped him. Feeling her oh so generous bust press against his pecs as she proclaimed. “My hero!!” pressing her lips to his as she kissed him,making it clea she wanted to give a very special reward to him for being such a thoughtful gentleman. The Red Riot Hero anicng until he caught her eyes shifting to a familiar shade of colour that went between golden amber and jade green with a reptilian quality to them. His expression turning dead, despite his blushing face as he wore a look that clearly screamed ‘Really? Really?!’

The now caught jn the act Maya simply stuck her tongue out in a playful blep before she pressed her lips to the chivalrous dude. Moaning and purring into the kiss as she felt Kirishima return the gesture and affection in spite of any snide snark and annoyance he felt at her pulling the wool over his eyes yet again. Pressing and rubbing her naked body against that glorious physique of his as their tongues danced together to swap spit and okay tonsil hockey before she broke their liplock for air. The sensual shapeshifting minx prying herself off of him as she walked with a distinct seductive sway to her hips,taking delight in feeling his red eyes locked on her backside before she laid atop his bed in a way that boldly displayed her take on Tooru’s body all for him t see and take in. ““Mmm,have to admit handsome,nearly had you going there isn’t I? Oh if you’re wondering,invisi-cutie helped me and pinky out on nailing her looks,like wha you see? You ask me,god gave her the wu rim she had because the world just can’t handle this much cuteness and sexiness in one package..” the shapeshifting bombshell quipped playfully,a wave like  a magician gesturing for a trick as she cast aside the gloves and boots. A sensual giggle as she took in his reaction,seeing him blush. He had to admit she had a point in what she said,to be fair her and Mina always went out ther way to make sure she nailed the details in the looks and measurements though in his opinion it seemed Maya tended to take creative liberties here and there with the aim of enticing him to sexual excitement and arousal. And there was no denying she had a pretty high success rate,as his bidy tingled with growing arousal due in part to Maya-Tooru’s state of nudity and the passion of her earlier kiss. It seemed like everytime he made out with them either individually or together, their kissing game really upped the ante in turning him on. Seriously did the two practice together or something? His musings interrupted as he heard a giggle that wasn’t maya,his gaze drawn to under his bed,narrowing his red eyes as he thought,now who would know before hand to come his room and hide knowing he’d come back here with Maya springing another one of her erotic ambushes on him? Maya of course confirming as she spoke up nice again. ““So pinky on a scale of 1 to 10,how would you rate that?” Seconds after she said,out crawled he kne and omly alien queen herself,who’d taken to wearing one of his tanktop for make shif modesty,as his horn buddy and girlfriend lure and pressed her lips to Maya-tooru,the pair moaning as Mina gave her score.

“Mmm a definite 10 baby girl….and I think Eiji would now like to give his more hands on review…” the acid girl spoke sensualy,as she and Hagakure-Maya looked at their Red Riot,gazes locked on his crotch knowing what was tensing and rising beneath the material. ““Don’t be shy Eiji…”“she lured as she lifted uo her arms,raising them to allow Maya-Tooru to emote the tanktop from her,exposing her glorious nude form. ““Why don’t You come on over…and when Maya is good and ready…we have us another round of guess the real Mina…” that was all she needed to say,as Kirishima wasted no time in stripping off his hero outfit. The pair licking their lips,blushjng sensually as they saw their Adonis of a boyfriend in all his naked glory. Michelangelo’s David had nothing on their Red Riot,his cock looking so hard you’d think his quirk was kicking I out of reflex. Not this he didn’t have a trick or two involving it,like using just 1% after cumming would add to his endurance and stamina,to say nothing of the boost and perks to his already impressive length and girth. The pair of sultry bombshells laying atop his bed as he came over to them,assaulting his shaft with licks and kisses before they took turns sucking and blowing,deep throating him in turns and taking blissful delight in seeing one another take a deep,fast and fierce facefuck. Especially when they’d hang their heads off the edge of his bed,seeing one another’s throats swell and rise with a bulge indicating how deep he was,and his more than impressive size. Their tandem erotic tag team working wonders especially when they’d make out with his cock between them or give him a double titfuck,working him into an animalistic frenzy before their chivalrous stud took to enjoying maya’s take on Tooru’s stunning body. Truly she had the quirk she had because she was too sexy for her own good,as he held the shapeshiftedmina full nelson,grunting as he hammered her hot,wet snatch,his nalls smacking her clit as Mina used a lower ph level of her acid to use as a body oil to massage and squeeze her bouncing tits. Each and every orgasm they had they’d switch up to two on one or take turns one on one from Maya in her natural blue scalymlike self eating Mina out as Kirishima took her doggystyle,his hands squeezing her juicy bubble butt as he plowed her like a jackhammer to him eating her out snd rimming her as she wore Kyouka’s girl while Mina rode him cowgirl style and made out with their ever wild and sensual third wheel. To finishing things off with their most favourite game of all,Guess the Real Mina. Wherein he’d be blindfolded as maya would shift into Mina before they’d move around  and take it off. All he had to do was pleasure and fuck them who,e trying to figure out which one was the shifter babe and which one was the alien queen herself before he either came or made Maya orgasm so hard that she’d drop the form. It was often how they liked to conclude their sessions together,as the heroes in training were soon exhausted sexually. Laying together,sweaty,naked and sticky,basking in the afterglow as the link and blue tandem hugged their red riot stud who held them in his arms. It made the showering hero in the present wonder if snd when it was around thst time he started to think of this trio relationship different and why he’d said and done what he had during the recent one on one session he’d had with the shapeshifter exchange student….

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It’d been recent enough at the time,the weekend had arrived and had been a bit of a mixed bag. Mina had gone out with the girls of class A and B for a bit of bonding time between ladies to dish and share gossip no doubt. Which normally would’ve left resident himbo feeling rather lonely or having to find and hang out with some of the guys. Except mineta obviously,if he had to hear him make one more goddamn lewd remark about mina or any girl in class,he swears to god…izu-bro was a swell up to hang out with of course while bakugo? He really wondered how god gave him such high patience for outing up with that explosive blonde’s short fuse and foul mouth. Seriously always calling him dumb hair or shitty hair? Their hairstyles were more or less the same!! But he was digressing,as he laid in his dorm room at his study desk,idly doodling and sketching. Yes he could draw,he did have some artistic talent thank you very much! He had more hobbies besides his dedicated workout routine. Of course this particular sketchbook was a recent little treasure trove he’d taken to stockpiling as he had it filled with spicy pictures mainly and mostly of Mina and Maya which Mineta would no doubt pay major money just to even browse and glimpse at! Speaking of his shapeshifting bestie with benefits, who should happen to invite herself into his room,as he closed his sketchbook shut to see his window open, a look of bemusement in his face as the bombshell senpai climbed through, wearing a rare look few ever saw that she seemed to be her casual look. Or what she liked to call her quirkless look, goes to show she would’ve hit the puberty jackpot either way tha was for sure. ““There is a door you know…” he quipped,as the sensual exchange student simply grinned like the minx she was when she walked over and laid on his bed looking like a pin up model. Her lucious sensual form slowly shifting to her familiar scaly like blue skinned default.

“Oh I know,it’s just more fun this way. Always gets your attention…so Eiji,you seem so bored and lonely right now, and I know Pinky would hate you to be that way. So what do you say stud? What’s your flavour today?” The shapeshifter seductively purred as she changed into the familiar faces and forms he’d become well acquainted with since this began. From Momo to Ochako to even Midnight in all her dominatrix-esque radiance and glory. String a little pose throughout as she did so, clearly loving having his attention on her as it helped set the vibe and mood. “Maybe you’re feeling up to living out some teacher student fantasies, hmmm? How about it big boy? Show sensei your overwhelming vigorous youth…” The shapeshifter playfully teased in a perfect imitation of Midnight’s sultry voice, blowing a kiss as for good measure she shifted between the bdsm-like woman’s usual outfit to the bold,daring prototype she wore in her debut rokie run. An outfit so outrageous that new laws had to be set for how much skin was okay for any hero to show and expose. The chivalrous hero in training’s expression neutral as he took in Maya in her current form before getting up from his seat and making his way over to the shifter and getting her attention, her grin ever minxy and flirty as she went from Midnight back to her regular scaly blue self and her “casual/quirkless” form.

Kirishima of course continued to simply stare at her,blood red eyes locked and looking into hers as they shifted between their dazzling ocean blue to her reptilian jade green. Before he suprised her with a sudden liplock as Maya found this wasn’t the usual lust fuelled sort of kiss she usually got out of him. No this kiss was more the kind she usually saw him give and Mina share together. A simple,soft,passionate kiss, as she felt his tongue probe her mouth to explore and massage her own, the sharp points of his shark-like teeth grazing her lips with ticklish nibbles. This was a kiss that was more passionate and sensual, whereas she was more used to sloppy spitswapping tonsil hockey as her handsome himbo of a kouhai broke their makeout, leaving her stunned as a small blush grew on her face. Her form dropping back to her deault scaly blue self in all her nude glory as he finally spoke up, a in tone that was as serious as it was heartfelt. “I’m feeling like I want you just as is today. I want to just show much I love you just as much as I love mina…” That made the shapeshifter widen her eyes in shock and surprise as her jaw felt ready to drop. Wait what was he going on about? Before she could even respond, maya gasped and eeeped adorably as she felt the redhead start kissing down along her neck and shoulder with soft butterfly kisses, panting and twitching as he made his way along her her collarbone and down to her juicy breasts. Nuzzling them as he coaxed deepthroated moans from her as his hands massage her backside and went down along,making her spine tingle as he kissed and playfully licked down along her stomach. Oh yeah she knew how to crush and grind her abs,shuddering as he felt his hands squeeze and grope her ass before she found his face level with her crotch. His palm and fingers now caressing her hips ad thighs as he pried them apart. Her face blushing enough to match the streaks of red in her own hair as she stuttered and stumbled, finally speaking up.

“H-hey now whoah there handsome, what’re you goin abo-?!” Whatever her query was was cut off as she found him pressing his face against her pussy, lips latching onto her slit as he began to kiss and lick away. Probing her inner walls with his tongue as he lapped and drank up her juices,the shapeshifted shocked and stunned to find she was absolutely gushing down there. When and how,hell why was she getting so wet? This was different to their usual sessions be it one on one or with Pinky!! This wasn’t him being like some pornographic caveman, he was being so…so gentle!! So attentive and sensual when normally she would have him so worked up that he’d have her pinned down and pounding her like some kind of erotic butterchurn!! It was all so new and foreign to her in terms of sensations yet so familiar and similar all at once. Her hands grasping that man of redhair of his as she thought of trying to pry him off, pull and push him away and yet a stronger art of her went against such thoughts. Caressing his scalp as as she pushed him closer,deepening his oral worship of her slit as her nectar flowed into his welcoming mouth. Dazzling his tastebuds with her unique flavour. Legs draping around his shoulders,almost putting him in a headscissors a she fell backflat onto his bed, spine arching and bending as pure ectasy and small orgasmic spasms rocked her nerves. Her mind confused yet enjoying it all at once.

‘W-what is even going on right now?’ The shapeshifing senpai thought to herself,still trying to better comprehend why this moment was feeling so different compared to their past playtimes together. ‘He’s being so damn gentle! I mean not that I’m not enjoying this,but like he’s not looking like he wants to just fuck me!! It’s like…like…oooh fuuuuuuuck!!” The it started to come together to Maya like a million piece jigsaw all falling into place. He was full on Making Love to her!! It dawned on her during her past girl talks with Mina, how the self proclaimed Alien Queen went very in depth and detail about what it was like when she and Kirishima got serious and intimate deep into their relationship. from just horn buddies with benefits to full on boyfriend and girlfriend, how much of a sweet gentle teddy bear her man could be. So tender and such a gentleman, making her feel like a goddess worshipping her from head to toe,mind body and soul, focusing on bringing her pleasure before his own. This was what Maya found herself experiencing first hand here and now, this goddamn himbo was making love to her!! Oh sweet merciful god he was in love with her!! He loved her as much as he loved Mina and like the true Manly man he so often deemed himself,he was showing it through actions,rather than his words. Expressing his passion and romance for her as was, in her au naturale state of being. As strange and puzzling as she found it of course, she didn’t feel like ejecting him or telling him off for somehing so damn sappy, rather…she was embracing it? Welcoming it? Wanting it to neverstop?!! What was wrong with her?! But as soon as he brought her to her first major climax with that skilled oral magic of his though, her brain once again in a moment of clarity put two and two together. The thought popping into her brain as she rode out maybe the most intense orgasm she’d ever felt, her pussy erupting into his fce with a shower spray of jucies,rewarding him for his hard work.

‘Oh my God….I’m in love!!’ Yes indeed, she found she loved the damn ikemen kouhai of hers as much as he loved her and Mina. His sculpted physique, his fierce yet cute face….damnit she loved everything about this adorkable meathead himbo!! As she found herself clinging to him,arms and legs wrapped around him with wanton need and desire as he laid atop her,mounting her as he flexed that powerful body his. Plowing and pumping her at a steady,deep pace,shifting between slow and fast depending how much he liked hearing her moans and cries of passion. Damnit how did Mina come across such a gifted himbo!! Moaning as she felt him kiss along her neck and colalr bone, nuzzling her tits as he licked and sucked on her perky blue nips, her indigo blue scaly skin glistening with a sheen of perspiration. The tidal rush of pleasure making her ride it like the surfing lady of the waves she was as she found herself soon riding him cowgirl style, ass jiggling and tits bouncing as he caressed and held her before making her grasp hands with him, unable to help herself as her hips rode him like he was a rodeo bull. Holding her in those sculpted,strong arms of his as he spooned her and took her from behind, soon rolling her onto her front as he gently prone-boned her, those hands of his leaving no place cold and untouched. Damn sweet teddy bear himbo with his tender lovemaking care!! Making her fall more in love with him than she already even was aware of, as she bounced in his lap,sitting in the cnetre of the rocking,juice and sweat soaked bed with him. The sheets in disarray as they were ina seated lotus position,her tits pressed and rubbing against his powerful pecs, eyes locked with his as he whispered sweet nothings to her. Beautiful,sexy,pretty,cute were just among the many words he threw aroound,arms and legs draped around him as she could only keep riding the wave of erotic momentum,throwing her head back to howl as she felt the climax hit before pressing her lips to his. Kissing him as if trying to take his breath away, as she felt his cock erupt, his white hot cream flowing ad pumping into her eager,welcoming womb. Pink hearts glowing in her hazy eyes as she rode out to a tender basking afterglow with him,idly making out. No doubt about,she had it bad for him. She was so damn well in love…..

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That’d been the last he heard from Maya since, wondering and worrying if the bombshell shapeshifter exchange student was avoiding him. But Mina,his ever sweet pink alien queen had assured him he hadn’t done anything wrong, letting him know she was actually going to meet up with their bestie with benefits for a little quality girl talk time. Finishing up his shower as he hoped there wasn’t anything else wrong with Maya. At least nothing that would change or ruin their relationship. Not that he ahd anything to worry about for at this very moment in the UA cafeteria…..

“Sooo….I think I’ve…fallen in love with Kirishima…” Maya spat out,feeling so damn much like one of those lovesick,moonstruck highschool girls in those romantic comedy teen movies. Blushing with an adorable morbid look on her face as Mina sat across from her,a trolling grin on her face as if she’d been expecting this sort of thing and yet still felt vindicated and justified in being right anyway!! Maya could only pout adorably as she sensed the acidic girl’s mood as if she was saying she told her so. “Course You knew this would happen didn’t you? Just waiting for thst Damn big buff teddy bear himbo to win me over with that charm of his….” Not that she was mad mind You,just still reeling, she could swear she felt phantom sensations of orgasms rocking her from Eijiro’s quite skilled lovemaking. Who knew he could be so Damn smooth as well as fuck like a caveman!!

Mina simply grinned away, latching her lips to her straw as she sipped her soda can. Satisfied with her thirst parched,she gathered up her thoughts as she leaned in to plant a kiss on maya’s lips, the pink and blue duo sensually moaning together as they shared their respective passion and admiration for their Red Riot. The alien queen breaking the liplock,a small saliva trail between them as golden eyes looked into cerulean jade. “You bet I knew. I know ou and I know our Eiji,he’s a big strong guy with an equally big strong heart and a whole lot of love to give. Now that we have established that the feelings are mutual…what say we start taking this from beneficial to a full on threesome? Nothing but the best for our big red,right?” The pinky hottie quipped, soon finding Maya catching on as the shapeshifter got over her own awkwardness as she and Mina found themselves thinking as one. Indeed now was time for their chivalrous red riot to have his cake and eat it too….

The Beginning (To Be Continued)

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[notstilinski]

Beach Read Starters !

Taken from the 2020 novel by Emily Henry, Beach Read! Some of these have already been edited. You can change them however you see fit! 

“How is it? Is there a sex dungeon?”

“So wise. So deep.”

“What will you do if you realize you’ve fallen in love with a ghost?”

“No way. Blow jobs are for major holidays. What you’ve got on your hands is a good old-fashioned foot job pro quo.”

“What’s disturbing about foot jobs as a form of currency?”

“Could you turn off your sad-boy-angsting playlist?”

“Let me guess: Everyone lives happily ever after. Again.”

“Offending you. One syllable. ‘Ah.’ Pretty impressive.”

“My weird ass neighbor was blasting his crying soundtrack all night.”

“Seeing them out in the wild after all this time was horrifying.”

“No, (Name), I’m not talking about sex stuff.”

“The trick to sobering up is… donuts.”

“How do you know your Googling me wouldn’t be even more amusing g to me?”

“How do you know I won’t keep answering your questions with other questions until we both die?”

“You have a hard time… reading happy endings?“

“Are you honestly saying you don’t believe in love?”

“Sure, love happens. But it’s better to be realistic so shit’s not constantly blowing up in your face. And love is way more likely to blow up in your face than to bring eternal happiness. And if it doesn’t hurt you, then you’re the one hurting someone else.”

“I’m not asking you to tell me. I just… I don’t know. It’s weird to see you like this.”

“Oh my God! Are you slightly misquoting A Walk to Remember at me?”

“Life is meaningless, (Name). Gaze into the abyss.”

“Be honest… Did you bring me here to murder me?”

“This one of your murder spots?”

“I refuse to answer that on the grounds that you might take it from me.”

“You just too me on the worlds most depressing date. The least you could do is tell me a single thing about yourself, and why all this stuff matters to you.”

“Why? Part of your dark, mysterious past?”

“But you were in love with him.”

“It’s okay he dumped me in a hot tub.”

“You can just give me three dollars when I take you home, and then if I ever find out I need an organ, we can circle back.”

“I love seeing where you get your admirable qualities from.”

“It didn’t feel like a lie. Maybe a complicated truth, but not a lie.”

“Life is like us like a box of chocolates. You really don’t know what you’re eating and the chocolate map on the lid is fucking always wrong.”

“If you’re a beard, I’m a bird.”

“Do you feel like your mom just dropped us off here before homecoming?”

“It’s shit like this that makes it impossible for me to believe in happy endings. You never get the paper umbrellas you were promised in this world.”

“There’s nothing to loathe about your face.”

“I HATE falling in love. It’s always ruining my bad boy reputation.”

“You know, as private as they are, I have to pull a lot from context out of our conversations. But yes, I’ve gathered the clues that you two have formed a friendship.”

“She left them on their birthday?”

“I think some things are… inevitable.”

“I brought these in case you’re taking me to a Texan church service.”

“This has been an exact recurring nightmare I’m only just realizing was actually a premonition.”

“You honestly have to write me into your will for this.”

“Happy endings don’t happen to everyone. There’s nothing you can do to make someone keep loving you.”

“I want to know you.”

“I’ve never thought you were stupid.”

“I thought—think it’s grace to believe in love. I mean, the lasting kind. To try for that, even knowing it can hurt you.”

“Not believing in something doesn’t stop you from wanting it. If you’re not careful.”

“I remember. A historic moment in our friendship.”

“I told you I wanted you to know me. You can ask me anything you want.”

“I saw that with my parents, you know? This black hole and this bright light he was always just trying to swallow while.”

“It didn’t overwhelm you to watch them sleep.”

“Like being right mattered less than being… okay.”

“Really? Because in winter, I’d just prefer to be dead.”

“(Name) likes to say I was never a kid.”

“I am, though. I am angry and messed up, and every time I try to get closer to you, it’s like all these warning bells go off and I try to act like a normal person, but I can’t.”

“I thought you understood that there’s no such thing as a normal person.”

“Stop it. You’re not going to break me, (Name).”

“I do, you know. Care about you.”

“That’s you’re right, as an American citizen.”

And again, I’m seventeen in that picture. Please stop objectifying child me.”

“It seemed too crass to invite you to my aunts house and then bring up your ass.”

“Are you praying to me, (Name).”

“You’re so fucking beautiful, like the sun.”

“I really didn’t show up to your sex dungeon to seduce you.”

“I’ll make my getaway and leave you behind if I have to.”

“What? Fun? Are you afraid it’s contagious?”

“Come here to ponder your own morality?”

“I want to be your perfect fucking Fabio, (Name), but I can’t. I’m not.”

“It just means I also want you to be happy, and I’m scared I could never be the person who could give you that.”

“Then let me be happy with you, (Name).”

“I can’t wait to visit and watch him be completely smitten with you.”

“I mean, I hope it was partially an elaborate ruse to sleep with me.”

“I never wanted you to see the world like I see it.”

“When you love someone… You want to make the world look different for them. To give all the ugly stuff meaning, and to amplify the good. That’s what you do.”

“If you can learn to dance in the rain then I can stare the ugly things down.”

“I don’t care if you’re a complete person.”

“The good news is your skin looks like a newborn baby’s. What have you been eating here?”

“What’s wrong with these pants? These are my official uniform now, on account of I’ve officially given up.”

“I both love and hate falling in love.”

“Are we being ax-murdered?”

“It’s not the promise that matters. It’s that I told you.“

“Fine. I can’t know if. But I believe it. I see it. Let me prove I’m right. Let me prove I can love you forever.”

“What is we don’t get our happy ending, (Name)?”

#rp meme #roleplay meme #sentence starters #sentence meme #starter sentences #ask meme #ask prompts #inbox memes #inbox prompts #novel sentence starters #this book was exactly the cheesy and fun book i needed pls ... #also if u still see the slashes for italics ... no u don't

[sadbi-hours]

Title: Penelope's Boys

Pairing(s): Why Choose: Anthony Bridgerton/Penelope Featherington, Colin Bridgerton/Penelope Featherington, and Benedict Bridgerton/Penelope Featherington

Rating: SFW-ish

A/N: I'm thinking of making this a fic. But with me, who knows when?

Image Credits: Banners made by me with the help of PicsArt/Canva and Google Images

Created For:

@anyfandomgoesbingo: Bridgerton Custom Card- I2 - Free Space

@anyfandomkinkbingo: I3- CEO/Secretary

@anyfandomaubingo: O5- Photographer AU

@anyfandomfluffbingo: N5- Sitcom AU

@fandombingo: G5- Secretly a Virgin

@multifandom-lover: Card # 1025- N3- Free Space

@mfbingo: B3- Dating

@thebo3bingo: I4- Getting Together

Description:

Eloise is right.

Her life has slowly become a romantic comedy of errors, a smut novel on steroids.

She may be reading too many romance novels lately, drowning her romantic sorrows in reverse harems and age-gaps, cynic men with curvy sunshine girls, and grumpy CEOs.

It's her safe haven. Books, especially romance, have always been her escape when her life gets rough.

But she never, in her twenty-five years of life, thought her world would turn into some of her favorite romance tropes.

Because Penelope Featherington seems to have attracted three of the most eligible bachelors... and they don't mind sharing her.

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Anthony

Fed-up with her unrequited love for Colin Bridgerton, Penelope decides she's finally going to get over him... by getting under somebody else.

She hatches a plan to seduce and lose her virginity to her crush's older and recently widowed brother, Anthony Bridgerton. Mr. Grumpy CEO and her sexy-as-hell boss.

Deep down, she never thought it would actually work in her favor, because compared to what had been the beauty of the late Mrs Bridgerton--she's no match...

But Anthony Bridgerton doesn't seem to think so, because he's interested in her proposal, more than interested from what she can tell... because he's not satisfied with just one-night.

He wants to keep Penelope in his bed for as long as she'll let him...forever, preferably.

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Benedict

Back from his last tour in Iraq, Army vet Benedict Bridgerton is looking for a bright spot in his world again--and photography has become the answer to his problem...with Penelope becoming his greatest muse.

And in every new photograph taken of her, she discovers the truth behind Benedict's interest.

It turns out, he's been in love with her ever since the day they met all those years ago. But she'd been too young, too inexperienced to taint with the things he's seen in this world.

But it seems he no longer has any reservations about that. He's back for good...and he plans to make Penelope his.

If she'll have him...

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Colin

Colin Bridgerton isn't as immune to Penelope Featherington's allure as he pretends to be. He's always been somewhat attracted to her, how could he not? He's a male and he has eyes, but he's always valued their friendship more than a quick roll in the sheets.

And besides, he may care about Penelope but he refuses to be in love with her. He has the future planned down to a T; his whole life mapped out... and it doesn't include Penelope Featherington as his significant other.

Plus, he's not as out of tune to the fact that both his brothers are head over heels for her...and he won't be like them, letting himself be completely gone over some girl, even if it is her.

But when he nearly dies on the job, Penelope becomes his god send, nursing him back to health... there through thick and thin, through every ache and pain--and maybe he could finally see what has his brother's so hung up on her.

There's no one like PenelopeFeatherington...and he soon realizes he may be no different than his fool brothers. She's cast a spell over him--and he's no longer looking to break away from it.

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[demontruth]

Sorry to all my followers. Yes unfortunately I'm going to get harsh, mean, maybe even cruel. I didn't call this Demon truth for no reason. This also why I separated this from my main blog. Politics, particularly politics in the US have become a naughty business. Before for me at least, before Trump become President I was fine to let that naughty business stay in DC and just heard about on the news. But the night of 2016 Presidential election, I with so many others watched in horror as the map of the US turned blood red as state after state went for Trump. A fear I've never felt exploded inside me because I had no idea what was about to happen in our country. I just knew it wouldn't be good. I'm a member of the LGBTQIA+ community and I'm a woman. I remember that night there was a newscaster on national channel that was covering the election results, he was an African-American gentleman when he spoke of the fear he had of the results of a Trump president there was true terror in that man's voice. It's something I never witnessed from a newscaster in my life. It's stuck with to this day.

Because of that and everything that came after. Now the true terror of what the fuck might happen because we're here again. But this time no one seems to taking this shit seriously because so many have forgotten how bad is was when Trump was President. Seen that yes Biden isn't the best-suited, strongest, President we could have or need right now. But he's 1000 times better then a Trump presidency so we, including me have been lulled back to a place of being complacent Americans. Until recently for me because what's happening in Palestine, the fear of Trump getting into the White House again, the war in Ukraine...

So I apologize that any gloves I once had are off I'm bare knuckle boxing here for our democracy, our country, our Constitution, our way of life. Yea our country needs help, but it's not a fascist authoritarian regime under Dictator Trump. I've been telling mostly the void since before 2016 Trump was, is a wannabe Dictator. (He idolizes Dictator all over the world. He fucking love Putin remember!)

The people that support Trump... I've talked to some in real life to try to understand why their on his side. Not the full gone nut jobs, but just normal people. I spoke to this old woman on the bus once. I ask why she supported him, what she told me was insightful for me but also hard to completely understand. Now this woman was in I'd say her late 60s, early 70s so she not pigeonhole under what some think is Trump supporter, she's hispanic, was a teacher (that's how we got to talking actually because she taught at my old elementary school after I went there), had been married, her husband away passed, had 2 sons. I think the only reason she was so forthcoming telling me about her life was that I went to the school she taught at. What she told me was Trump as President for her made her feel safe. And felt he'd make sure older people like herself was taken care of. Just listening to her as we ride the bus, truthfully trying to understand how she could possibly get that from him. In that light I could understand why she'd vote for Trump. But I knew as we all do that it not true not in anyway. There's this complete disconnect from the truth that standing right in front of them. It's so literally like the Wizard of Oz. That MAGA, some Republicans and anyone else that like him and vote for him see him as the Great Wizard, but the rest of have always been able to see the real Trump that's behind the curtain. The con artist, the lair, the criminal, also now the traitor, the wannabe Dictator.

That would ok fine, if Trump hadn't controlled our government and doesn't want to control it again. For me that's where the train goes off the rails. I get angry, I feel the rage coming, I no longer have any, zero patience for anyone that supports him or anyone that has anything to do with him. Because when I say hate Trump I'm not exaggerating in any fashion. I hate him with every fiber of my being!! He could literally destroy democracy as we know it if he get back into the White House!

So yea I'm going to fight and claw and bite and snarl and punch and hit and kick and beat and scream and tear and rip and break noses and be mean and evil and anything if it means Trump loses the election!! I will be as bloody as I need to be (metaphorically).

I will use this to wake people up, to make the undecided, decide because truthfully at this point how can anyone not have decided by now! Make those who shouldn't vote (MAGA) stay the fuck home. Because the Republicans cheat to get votes what does everyone think gerrymandering is about. So about time we do to, by we I mean fucking everyone against Trump. Fuck he bitch enough about the election being rigged anyway.

My point is the time to be nice unfortunately is over. We have to remember how bad the 4 years Trump was President. Yes I thought I could just wipe that from my memories too but nope. The fucking villain in horror movie wasn't dead after all... motherfucker!!!

#to my followers #sorry gloves are off #we gotta defeat Trump

[whorrorgrl]

Good for Her?

I love a good Good For Her movie. The Other Woman is one of my favorites. Gone Girl, Kill Bill, Midsommar (even though I’m now realizing that’s a white supremacist cult), Gerald’s Game, and even Ready or Not are ones I really enjoy. When it comes to horror, I have a few. These are not only about the justice the women deserve after being wronged, but it makes you deeply think if the ending is really a satisfying one. 

Trigger Warning: SA or implied SA.

GOTHIKA (2003)

Starring the iconic and beautiful Halle Berry, this 2003 film ages so beautifully. It follows a psychiatrist Miranda Grey who clocks out one night at the mental institution she works at only to wake up in psychiatric hold, her husband brutally murdered, and she the main suspect. Only, she remembers nothing of the night she supposedly killed her perfect husband and cannot even think of why she would ever do that to the man she loved. But no one believes her. She begins to suspect a vengeful spirit that haunts and torments her is connected to it all.

I’ve watched this movie multiple times and there is always something new you discover that you didn’t before.  Miranda is a very unreliable character, so what she remembers and knows is all we can really go off of...which isn’t much. Throughout the movie, she’s gaslighted by doctors and nurses she once called friends and tormented by a mysterious spirit with no real answers. But the more she digs into who would’ve wanted her husband dead, the wilder the story gets. This movie shows how psychiatric patients are viewed on both sides of the table and it’s really heartbreaking, especially with the context of sexual assault.

My favorite aspect of the movie was how Miranda’s relationship developed with Penèlope Cruz’s character Chloe Sava. As Sava’s psychiatrist, Miranda wasn’t fully able to understand the weight of the words Chloe meant and had casted her off as crazy.  But after her husband is murdered and she’s thrown into the same facility as Chloe where these women are being abused, she finally sees. She is now no different that Chloe, both women screaming for their own truths to be heard by those who won’t listen...not in the way that they should anyway. Overrall, the supernatural aspect of the move made it ten times better. It would’ve been amazing without it but it’s like the final spice in the pot to make the whole meal come together. 

SUCKER PUNCH (2011)

Suckerpunch is a gem. It’s not so hidden. It’s talked about from time to time so people know about this amazing movie. But I’m still not satisfied with the level of praise I think it deserves. I personally believe it should have the very same cult following Jennifer Body rightfully gets. Like JB, Suckerpunch was promoted to boys as a sexy action movie instead of what it truly is, a psycological/fantasy dealing with trauma. There’s some actiom of course, but Psycological. Fantasy. Not much horror but I still want to add it to the list.

Directed by Zack Snyder, it follows Baby Doll (played by Emily Browning) who is sent away to a mental asylum after her step father murdered her mother and sister and planted the crimes on a traumatized Baby Doll (there’s a pattern here, yall!). To make sure that the cops don’t question Baby Doll during the investigation, her step father pays off a grimey orderly Blue Jones (played by the sexy Oscar Issac) to forge the asylum’s psychiatrist’s signature to approve of a lobotomy. This inhumane procedure will be performed in 7 days, so that is the amount of time Baby Doll has to convince the other girls she meets at the asylum to help her escape, including perky Rocket and her reluctant sister Sweet Pea. In order to cope with the sexual abuse the girls go through in the asylum, Baby Doll builds a fantasy world where the asylum is instead a brothel and in order to get the tools she needs (a knife, fire, map, a key, and a sacrifice) has to distract whoever hold each tool. Where the doctor comes in seven days to lobotomize Baby Doll, in the fantasy world of the brothel it’s a high rolling John who’ll do some “cherry picking” on the newly orphaned, virgin Baby Doll.

This distraction of the brothel Johns and the workers lunges us into another fantasy world that mirrors the task at hand. In one, Sweet Pea has to copy the map in the office of the head of the brothel who parallels Blue in the asylum. Baby Doll dances to distract Brothel Blue who left his office. As she dances, the second world opens up. We are now behind enemy lines of World War I. Bombs detonate and magazines of bullets are released on each side of the battle as zombified men fight. Babydoll and her new friends are tasked to get behind enemy lines and retrieve a map. Whether or not they complete this mission reflects if Sweet Pea got the map from Brothel Blue’s office which definitely reflects if the map is also acquired in the asylum. My very guess is that this “dancing” she does is “sexual favors” in the asylum, the distraction needed to get the tools.

The action alone is amazing, so I see why they relied on it being the biggest thing the advertised, but it really did this movie a disservice. The story has layers so it won’t be seen on the first watch. It took me many watches to understand the complexities of the world within worlds, why they exist, and what certain things meant in parallel to each world. While I once watched it for the fun action, it became more sad, more soul-sinking. Even the ending I had to understand it was for the best of the character, despite it not being what we all expected it to. But it’s so beautifully sad, this bittersweet feeling. I might make an entire post talking the ending of it. One of my favorite movies.

SHUTTER (2012) (2003)

Shutter is very similar to Gothika. If it weren’t already a Thai remake of the same name, I would’ve assumed it was derivative of it. But it stands perfectly on its own. 

Shutter follows newly wed couple Jane and Ben, played by Rachael Taylor and Joshua Jackson, who relocate to Japan shortly after their wedding. Ben is a photographer at the school and had already worked at the school previously, so he has American friends there, Adam and Bruno. While driving, similar to Gothika, the couple a girl that walked out into the road. But when the frightened couple gets out to help the victim, she’s nowhere to be found. Over the following few days, Jane is haunted by a mysterious spirit that relentless harasses her to no end. The only way to see this spirit is to take pictures from a polaroid. This spirit has also shown up in her wedding pictures back in the states and now appears in every photo as a smudge that seemed like a printing defect. But Jane learns that these spirits show up in photos when there is an intense emotion attached to it, and the reason why is grim. 

I don’t remember how I discovered the movie but I’m glad I did. It seems like the typical movie like The Ring or Drag Me To Hell where an entity haunts the main character, there’s some research done in a library or a boxy computer, and then the evil is defeated through help. However, Shutter adds the same layer I love to all these movies where nothing is how it seems. This entity isn’t just some bored spirit that wants to pick on a newly wed couples. There is a reason.

Like Gothika, I loved the supernatural addition. It don’t hurt nobody to add in a demon, a vengeful spirit, or some gremlin running around an apartment building luring your kids to impending doom. Anything out of this dimensional world gets a gold star for me. Even in serious topics that’s more than just a family moving into a haunted home. Shutter does it perfectly. But like Suckerpunch, the ending is pretty sad. It still gives that Good For Her message, but…..is it really? I don’t want to spoil much of the ending, but is that really the afterlife we would want for Megume? Attached to a person that doesn’t deserve her time instead of moving on? 

 You can tell this movie came at a time where the cut and dry Evil Has Been Defeated movies they vomited out in the 2000’s were getting predictable and directors wanted to switch it up. I’m never big on adapting foreign films, especially when the Thai one was just as good, but I’m a little biased here since the 2012 version is the one I first saw. The 2004 Thai version is amazing and should be watched along with the 2012 remake. 

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[chaashni]

Perfect

Where a breakup doesn't go easy on you but maybe, it was meant to lead you both back together.

Dancer!reader x Makeup Artist!Bucky.

Warnings: First time writing angst! Feels. Some career oriented people. Some bitterness. Hopeful ending. Bucky wears eyeliner in this, beware.

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He always reminded you of the moon. Gnashed piece by piece, suture by suture of imperfections all crumbling in beautiful entropy and coalescing together to form something so beautiful, you couldn't bring yourself to look away.

"Pretty, isn't he?"

One of your fellow dancers swooned and gigglednas her eyes wolfishly follow the curve of Bucky's back, his brown hair toppling to the front of his face as he laughs at something one of the cameramen says. You turned to look at your friend, cringing when you found she was already in her practice outfit- those tights and heels adding to her a definition which your loose cardigan and jeans lacked.

You had to change. Clara also needed to shut up about Bucky and his arms, because you were not having any of it.

You didn't want to hear about him. Specifically, you didn't want to hear people talk about how much they wanted him.

"Rehearsals in ten," you murmured, intercepting her speech about how much she wished Bucky would bend her over some equipment stacked away in your crew trucks, maybe some music box or stage prop- and have his way with her.

The fuck he will.

Bucky's the gentleman. The perfect partner anybody could wish for, who respected you and propelled you forward and played your body like a fine-tuned instrument behind closed doors. He was everything you could dream of and more.

So why were you here then?

Broken up, scarred from the scandalizing truth that love isn't enough. You thought about it when your body ran out of adrenaline, broken pieces of the glass of denial pricking your feet, a sheen of tears glossing over your eyes at how empty you felt without him.

You marched up to your trailer, swinging the door open and climbing in. The tinted windows hid what happened inside from the eyes outside, but from the translucent screen, you could see him.

He was just as pretty. Eyeliner slightly smudged from his waterline to the perfect array of lashes, and to the very last bone, he looked exquisite. And he was looking straight at you.

You blinked, sighing as his face remained trained in the direction of your bus, your clothes crumpled over your travel bag. Rory, the makeup artist who had to quit midway through the shows because of a legal mishap back at home, was talking to him. You gave him one fleeting look before pulling your eyes away from him, a haunting burn in your chest as you moved to the other side, ready to change.

Two years. Two complete revolutions of the earth around the sun, more than seven hundred days. If you had to keep a track of all the places you had been to, all the people you had met and of things you had tried, you would mess up at least once. You travelled, danced, and had fun. You had explored, learnt new stuff, had new experiences, made and broke relations. You had experienced growth first hand, you tasted happiness.

So why were you swaying to this tumultuous onslaught of emotions the moment Bucky was back?

You pulled away your cardigan, replacing it with the crop top and tights. You checked a map of the stadium you were supposed to perform in today, the winter fest which would be attracting a crowd of eighty thousand or so and you had to make sure you didn't mess anything up. Nothing could be more important than this, dancing and performing was your priority. Everyone else could go fuck themselves.

Rehearsals and stage balancing faded into a blurry bokeh of people, heels and flashy clothes, your mind infiltrated by a daunting presence in the form of a man whose soft hands and baby blues comprised your world at some point in time, a man you had lost to both of your professions and careers.

With a million butterflies squirming in your stomach, you sulked your way to the dresssing room, a frown etched on your face and fingers threading through your hair over and over again. You tried to replay tonight's choreography in your head, wishing for once your crew was the background for some musician and not the solo performers. Your emotions were all over the place today and you weren't sure of what you would deliver.

The three makeup artists you had with the crew were all bunched up over your friends, all concentrated on whatever they had to do to make you shine. The only difference today was that in place of Rory, we had Bucky, which meant six feet four of pure muscle in place of a petite young lady. It was surprising watching him work sometimes, the most delicate of brushes and the lightest of strokes of the eyeliner delivered from such huge, veiny hands. It messed with your mind back in those days, invoking corrupted images of what those hands could do.

Much to your chagarin, that was something which hadn't changed over the last two years.

Now that you were here, perched at the edge of a stool, legs crossed and fingers knitted together, an overexcited Clara chattering away next to you, you took your time to analyse Bucky. He hadn't changed much either, except for the line of the lighter shade of brown that hung from his temple and caressed the side of his cheek, falling over his eyes occasionally. He looked fit, maybe a tidbit beefier than the last time you had seen him. Somehow even now, his mere presence was enough to lull the distant cacophony of your brain into a comforting silence.

The snap of fingers in front of your face jolted you out of your little dreamscape, Clara's amused face filling up most of your vision.

"Your turn, babe. Got a call to make."

And with that you were rising up, almost robotically, moving towards the one person you had avoided, much like a deer straying from the rustling of leaves. You take your time walking over to the two people, nodding a hello to the others before you look at Bucky.

He's smiling at you. Softly. You don't dare read more into his expression, a familiar warmth bubbling in your chest. It outshines the pit in your stomach, the warm smile his lips lift into prompting yours into curling upwards. You take a deep breath and settle in the chair, trying very hard to ignore your heart beating out of your chest, your face embarrassingly hot and as your ex bends down to put eyeshadow over your eyes, tracing them out with the eyeliner as Josh works on your hair.

There was a time when those rose pink lips would map your face. Now you just had his hands, working on what he did best, prepping you up for your performance. When it was done you mumbled a 'thank you' at the hair and makeup guys, your throat going dry as you caught the look your ex lover was giving you. It was the same look you had given him when he first arrived in the morning.

A look which could only be described as reverence, like he couldn't believe you were real. Just the way you had felt. Like he couldn’t wrap his mind around the fact that you were there, present, in front of him. Just what you had struggled with all damn day. The corners of Bucky's eyes were also dusted with a vague despair, like it hurt him to be so close to you, but not hold you. Just the way you had been feeling all day and beating yourself up for it.

You had broken up, years back. It was a mutual agreement, but an initiative taken by Bucky. You had promised to remain in touch, but you had deleted him from every aspect of your life the moment you stepped out. Focusing on your career like that was all you ever cared about. Which was partially true but it was aggravated to forget about him. So why did your brain and body feel the need to melt against him, pour out everything and strip yourself bare again for him to love?

“Butterfly,” The soft call of a nickname you hadn’t heard in the last two years, the same voice you loved- love- so much stirred you out of the little stagelight musing you had entrance yourself into. You were backstage, the heavy curtains keeping you from the brain of the lights and the uproar of an excited crowd, your dance group being one of the internet popular groups that pulled in audiences from all around the country.

You had your leg raised on a stool, your six inch pumps lined with straps of pasteable lights, glittery stockings covering up the expanse of your legs. If you didn’t feel like a tumultuous wayward storm of emotions, you would have clicked a few pics and admired how hot you looked. You couldn’t do it today, not when Bucky was here, and he wasn’t yours, and it all felt like a fresh punch in the gut, all over again.

If he kept looking at you like that there was a good chance you would bolt. You had run away from him for so long, tried to hate him and forget about him for so long that you had forgotten about the comfort he exuded, the warmth he radiated. A part of you wanted to run again, just like you had been doing it, because you wouldn’t be able to deal with an imminent realization that you could never stop loving him.

*Don't call me that." Your voice was hoarse, heavier than the times you would yell the lyrics to a song and spin and saunter about the room trying to get moves right.

"Please," you didn't like the vein of desperation journeying under his fragile words, you didn't like how soft his eyes looked under the backstage lights.

"You're on in 10."

And just like that, you pried every fibre of your attention from him to the performance you would be presenting in seconds, to the art he had asked you to pursue over living happily with him.

You marched onstage, the ringing of the crowd and the honeyed twinkle crowning his pupil the only processible information in your brain as you swayed your hips and shoulders, body gliding into forms and heels clicking on the stage in the symphony, and for that once moment you could ignore everything else.

The performance was terrific. The effects, the fires, the jumps. The screams turned to roars as the formations built up, outfits shed and front liners swapped till it was etched forever in the forms of blurry reds and electric blues, your heart still beating out of your chest and ears ringing as you finally exit from the stairs to the side.

Maybe you guys had performed a little too well. Some choreographer turned businessman turned producer reached out to your crew and invited all of you to his rooftop bar for 'a night of fun'. Which meant you were out of your stage ensembles and sliding into another equally restraining one, one pair of heels traded for another. Your feet hurt and there was only so much for fake smiling, so you found yourself dug in a dark corner of the place, your eyes hurting a little from all the flashing lights, body dead tired.

Thank fuck you didn't have any more back-to-back performances and for the next two you were just going to be background dancers.

The drink in your hand blurred as your eyes drooped again, the need for a good night sleep overpowering your friends who were a little too energetic. You hated being the grinch, but sometimes you deserve your time to sulk.

You tossed back the contents of your glass, ordering for another. Maybe that would work to keep you awake for a moment, maybe you would pass out right here after the second drink. Either worked for you.

Wow. Weren't you being a damsel in distress? You didn't know the repercussions of a heartbreak from a lifetime ago struck so hard, but you couldn't be sure. Love and heartbreak just wasn't your craft.

For the moment, the alcohol prompted you to stagger to your feet, directing you towards the dance floor, despite your legs feeling like they had waltzed over a thorn bush. You made your way up, the last beats of some bass track fading against the grinding bodies before it mellowed down. Like some main character moment, the lights changed, the saturation dimming and the beats changed. The opening melodies of some piano track rolled out, your hair moving behind as you bared your neck, your hips moving in a honeyed curve as half of the people on the floor left, the others slipping into some form of couple dancing.

And you were dancing to a lover's track, all alone.

Till you were not.

The tips of Bucky's fingers hovered over your back, his other hand catching yours as he slid in front of you. Your eyes widened but your body melted like butter under his touch, a sense of familiarity washing over you in a way you hadn't felt in a very long time.

Fuck.

"What are you doing here, Bucky?"

He sighed, the shadows of his lashes falling prettily over his cheeks. He had changed out of his too-tight tee shirt to a formal shirt, reminding you of some disney prince as he swayed with you to the tunes of perfect.

"Dancing in the dark, with you between my arms." His deep voice had your heart fluttering, and you wanted to slap him for eliciting such a reaction from you.

"You think that is really going to work?" You asked tiredly, already done with this evening and craving a good night sleep.

"I don't. But I want to try."

"Why?"

"Because two years back was a mistake. Everyday without you was a mistake."

"Took you two years to figure it out?" You seethed, eyes flaring in annoyance at this guy for whom you weren't able to tear your love into shreds.

"You blocked me. Everywhere. You left your job, your apartment, were traveling god knows where. Steve wouldn't open his mouth even if I threatened to knock his teeth in."

"He's a good guy." You glared at him. "And why would you be threatening to knock his teeth in? You were the one to call things off."

"And I have been regretting that every single day ever since. I was scared. Terrified even. I thought the relationship wouldn't go anywhere. Not when we never saw each other."

"We could have figured out a schedule." You pointed out, stepping between his legs as the bridge of the song played.

"And sabotage our careers? Leave the chance to do something we had been dreaming of all our lives?"

He was right. You would have resented him everyday if that relationship had overshadowed your career. You knew this. He knew it too. You had taken up your chance the moment you had gotten out. So why the hell were you having this conversation? Why was Bucky regretting it? Why were you regretting it?

"And then what happened to you?" You asked, somehow gravitating closer to him.

"Got deals. Met people. Worked in pageants and fashion shows."

"I read up on you. You've made quite a name."

"So have you."

He twirled you around, pulling you right back into his arms. The sudden movement made you painfully aware of your heels cutting into your skin, and you winced.

"And now that you are stable, are you thinking we have a way to go back? Cause, fuck. No. We've changed. I don't want you."

Bucky frowned, slowly slithering to a halt before lowering his head till his forehead was hovering over yours.

"You still hate martinis. You still use your left hand to strap your heels in and you still prefer coloured chapstick over lipstick. You sure about it?"

"Don't go all classic rom com on me."

"You still hate rom coms too. And right now you would be cursing the life outta me because we are still dancing. Don't your feet hurt?"

"Why are you dancing with me then?" You looked away from him, not sure if you could carry on this conversation anymore.

"I'm hoping you would allow me to give you a massage. Take care of you."

You seethed. The blood in your veins burned. The entitlement had you tipping your head back in pure ire.

"James Buchanan Barnes you think you can fucking waltz back into my life and I'll let you into my room?" You panted, almost ripping yourself off of him but the arm wound around your waist held you to his chest. "With a half assed explanation for breaking my fucking heart?

"Shhh" Bucky cooed, his eyes sad and still so beautiful. You found yours welling up at the sincere lines of pain and anguish tearing through his irises, wondering if all of this was worth it.

He broke your heart.

"Not like that, Butterfly." You swallowed a lump at the nickname, scoffing halfhearted. "I want to take care of you. Make up for all the shit I have put you through"

"It doesn't happen that way."

"Let me try, then. Please."

And you found yourself giving in. Like sweetened butter, you melted and coursed right down his arms, just the way he wanted you too. If you weren't so tired you'd take a moment to marvel at the ease with which he could convince you, the power he held over you. You found yourself not giving a shit about it. Bucky leaned in, pressing a kiss to your forehead, one which had you purring.

"Thank you."

"Don't get any hopes up," you snapped, the tone meant to deliver a sharp blow but the cracks at the edge of it had your resolve and patience crumpling, the night taking its toll on you. Your instinctive response to melt into Bucky's arms had a part of your brain screaming foul profanities at you, the bandaged, cracked shards of your heart screeching under the forceful binds you had assembled them into.

"You're not going to get to anything. Not that easily." You whispered against his chest, the familiar rumble of his chest thrumming through your head. "I'm not that doe eyed girl anymore. Now get a cab before I cry and look like a mess."

His eyes were beautiful as his tilted your cheek upwards, his lips pressing on yours in a feather light kiss, one leaving you charged and flared at the tips, reaching out for more. He just held your waist, deciding on keeping you close to his chest and you were grateful, the heels too much for you to handle.

"You look perfect tonight."

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[chrisbitchtree]

Billy’s world was a small one. It consisted of work, at a local car repair shop, the grocery store, the gym, home, and the music store. It hadn’t always been that way. There was a time when he’d been just like any other kid, running around at the beach, or enjoying the crowded fall fair. Then his mother had left, and it wasn’t easy to trust people anymore, so his world narrowed. He avoided busy places like the plague. His life was carefully mapped out so he could avoid crowds. He went to the grocery store and gym late at night and went to the music store on his lunch breaks from work.

The music store was the most recent addition to his list of safe places. He was looking for some tapes that he hadn’t been able to find anywhere else. They didn’t do business over the phone, so Billy had talked to his therapist about wanting to go. They’d spent a lot of time talking through the best- and worst-case scenarios, as they did with every new place that Billy went, and after a lot of false starts where he’d hover with his hand on the door of the shop before panicking and turning around, he’d eventually felt ready to go in.

Steve, beautiful, lovely, perfect Steve had been the first person to ask Billy if he needed help, and Billy had fallen for the other man in an instant. He was the shop manager, and he was a wealth of music knowledge, constantly expanding Billy’s musical horizons. For example, Billy had insisted that he wouldn’t like The Smashing Pumpkins, but Steve had insisted, and now Billy would find himself humming ‘Today’ as he worked on the cars at work.

Steve had given Billy his work schedule, and now, once a week, Steve would give him a tape from a new band, and Billy would listen to it from start to finish, then when he would return the next week, he would tell Steve what he liked and didn’t like about it, and what his favourite song from it was. It was the highlight of his week, and he loved to tell his therapist all about it. She would say how proud she was that he was meeting new people. Well, at least one new person. She encouraged him to branch out and ask the other employees for assistance and their opinions, but why did he need that when he had Steve?

After their conversations started to expand beyond tapes, Billy learned that Steve was a musician, trying to build a career for himself in the industry. One day when Billy walked into the store, Steve handed him a flyer for a show that he was playing at a local music venue. Billy wanted more than anything to go but knew it wouldn’t be possible. He felt maxed out on safe places, and even if he wanted to add to his list, the show was in two weeks. It wouldn’t be enough time for his therapist to help him work through scenarios. It was on the tip of his tongue to tell to Steve the truth, but he didn’t want the other man to think less of him, so he kept his mouth shut, making up an excuse for why he couldn’t go. He tried to ignore the disappointment he could see on Steve’s face.

As the months went on, Steve continued to invite Billy to shows, and Billy kept coming up with reasons why he couldn’t go. He could start to hear the resignation in Steve’s voice the fifth time he declined his invitation to go see him. The next time Billy entered the shop, Steve shoved a tape into Billy’s hand. “Here’s what you’re missing.” He walked away before Billy could respond.

As soon as Billy got home from work, he put the tape in his stereo. From the speakers poured a gorgeous voice that was obviously Steve’s. He was so caught up in the other man’s voice that at first, he barely registered what songs he was singing. The whole set list was songs that Billy had said were his favourites off the tapes that Steve was recommending to him. He felt a pit growing in his stomach. He had to talk to his therapist.

The first thing she told him when he spoke to her was that he had to be honest with Steve if he wanted their friendship to move to anything else. And she wanted to work with him so that he’d feel comfortable going to one of Steve’s shows. Billy had been scared when she’d said he should be honest with Steve, but now that seemed like a walk in the park compared to going to a concert.

The next time he went to the store, he asked Steve if he could have his home number, so he could call him. After a long, quiet moment, Steve wrote it down on a receipt slip and handed it to him. Billy called him that night and confessed everything to the other man. Steve kept apologizing to him for trying to push him to go to his concerts, but Billy shushed him. How was Steve supposed to know? Billy felt like a 1000-pound weight had been lifted off his chest when he told Steve. He felt the best he had in years.

He continued to talk to Steve on the phone almost every night, eventually graduating to coffee dates in the small café attached to the music store, and he worked with his therapist to be comfortable at Steve’s shows. Billy had panicked a couple times, telling Steve that he couldn’t go, last minute, but eventually, they worked out a middle ground.

***

Billy peered at the crowd from his seat at stage left. After talking with Steve and his therapist, he’d decided that he could handle going to Steve’s show if he could remain off to the side by himself. He felt comfortable there, and actually found himself excited to see Steve perform.

The lights dimmed, and Steve walked on stage, passing Billy as he went. He grabbed Billy’s hand for a moment, giving him a reassuring squeeze. He took his seat on stage, greeting the crowd. “Hi everyone, I’d like to thank you all for joining me here tonight, and I’d especially like to thank the new man in my life, Billy. Billy,” he said as h started to strum his guitar, “This one’s for you, baby.”

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[bullet-prooflove]

Donna’s Wednesday Radio Show Prompt List #12

Hey guys! As some of may know I do a weekly radioshow on Wednesdays and I thought why not put together a prompt list from some of the songs I’ve been playing. I thought it would bring some fresh prompts into our world!

Feel free to pop any of these prompts with a charcter I write for (You can find these on the pinned post on my blog) into my ASK box!

Also don't forget to put the entire prompt in and not just the number!

One has diamonds in his pockets

Remember the words you told me, love me 'til the day I die

But I can never escape The war inside my skull

But I wonder, where were you? When I was at my worst down on my knees

Broken down in agony

Is she alive?

I'm dancin' on my own 

Sometimes there's bullshit that don't work now

Did you get out I'm wondering where you are?

I see you layin' there with me Like my missing puzzle piece

 all of the lines we've crossed

Trying to save what's left before everything is gone

All tied up

You opened up Pandora's box, You don't know what you just unlocked

Maybe all the secrets that she knows won’t save her

The quiet scares me 'cause it screams the truth

Too many years of battle scars

Let go of my darkest thoughts

Rewrite your history

Did you follow your, follow your fire

I always saw you reaching and catching stars

The weird and the novelties

Just wanna touch you for a minute

And my heart's turned cold since you left my life

 don't give up, it's a little complicated

And now I want it bad

Light up your wildest dreams

We promised that we'd never part On a tree, under the stars

what doesn’t kill you makes you that bit stranger

It's such a shame we fucked it up, you and me

You almost turned me psycho, I almost lost my mind

Hung on your sleeve, you wore your heart on it

You left with no warning 

Sweet love, my oldest friend

Drinking, kissing in the street We couldn't get enough

And I pray that hope's not lost

I'm following the map that leads to you

The story of us, it always starts the same

I've escaped many vices Like drugs and alcohol

I can't accept it's over now

And I'm just a dead man walking tonight

I never miss a beat I'm lightnin' on my feet

You damaged what we had

Come on and talk to me

No make-up, no pretend

I don't know what I'm doing wrong

Lately our conversations end like it's the last goodbye

You beat me at my own damn game

You're gonna keep your head up through it all

Have we come to the bitter end?

I see you staring out the corner of my eye

I got some pictures on my phone

I miss the conversation

I was there for you in your darkest night

You marry me, your father will disown you

you're losing faith while I've been holding on

 one of us gets too drunk and calls about a hundred times

And you said you had my back So I wonder, where were you?

fire always makes it better

 I tried to find shelter here in the arms of someone new

Now, I can't get over you

This has gotta be the good life

I like to think that we had it all

We all got our stories but please, tell me

I'm the one that loved you baby can't you see?

Prozac can make it better

But how do I feel this good sober?

I say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight

And if you like to talk for hours Just go ahead now

 They don't know Where I've been for the past few years or so

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[pugsbone]

Kirishima’s Msytique

Mina was a girl with purpose and ambition, not just the drive to become a successful pro heroine but when it came to sexuality and of course making her boyfriend very happy. Of course when her boyfriend happened to be a chivalrous himbo teddy bear of a guy most knew as Kirishima, Red Riot, or eiji/kiri as she loved to call him, why wouldn’t and shouldn’t she? Here they were in the pinnacle of their Second year, oh so in love and ooh from the very first time they did it together, not sound bragadocious but the sex was absolutely amazing, thanks in part to quite a few lovely details like her flexibility and her Red Riot being quite the talented sex machine, always eager and aiming to please. But Mina knew and felt she wanted, needed so much more, not for herself mind You but for Eijiro!! Lately she’d been having some very sensual, 3lewd and outright erotic thoughts, idly musing how hot it would be to give Kirishima a threesome with another girl or watch him one on one with said babe. From their bombshell teacher Ms. Midnight to girls in their own class and class B such as Momo or Kendou. The thought of that Adonis body of his glistening with sweat as he thrust that thick, long hard cock of his balls deep into another woman’s wet snatch as it welcomed The invading flood of his jizz. It made for so many sleepless nights but she knew he’d not go for it willingly, worrying he’d be unfaithful to her but to her, that’d be the furthest thing from the truth. If anything it said how much she thought so highly of him, thinking of him as a gifted stud and every girl should know and experience first hand. Which was what had lead her to her current train of thought and mission as she walked Around and wandered the near maze like structure of UA academy. It had just been a thought that came into her head last night when she’d been snuggling with Kirishima after their latest marathon session when she remembered the rumors she’d heard about a student in the year above them, when they’d been freshmen and she was a second year. Now a senior, she was just the person Mina knew she needed to see. “I have you now….” The pink alien like girl quipped as she found her target.

There sitting at the cafeteria making small talks with some friends of her own was a very exotic looking girl Mina had learned went by the name of Maya, an exchange student from some very remote Caribbean island called Jagua. Apparently it was so small you’d be hard pressed to find it on maps, not helping it was off the coast of some no name 3rd world country in Latin America but that was neither here or there. Not when it was clear why her quirk got her a place here at UA. Her summer uniform hugging her bombshell figure, highlighting her winning combination of sensual curves and firm muscle tone showing she definitely kept in shape. Her appearance eye catching in its exotic nature with her blue scaly skin and golden reptilian like eyes, her lush mane of red hair sporting some red streaks, she was more than easy in the eyes in such a way that even the most heterosexual girl would find herself bicurious. Mina licking her lips with sensual anticipation as she caught the attention of the kaiju-like babe, who turned towards her, curious and puzzled to why a kouhai from 2A would suddenly be approach8ng her like this as the horned girl quipped. “Hey there, how’s it going? Have I got an offer for you…..” as she fished out her phone, showing her a picture of her boyfriend, in all his Adonis glory as he was in the middle of doing bench presses in the famous gym. Now knowing she had both Maya’s attention and curiosity.

~~~~~~~~ Kirishima had a feeling if Mineta even got one hint of what he was up to, the grapehead would no doubt be crying out tears of blood and cursing him out for being such a lucky, cheeky, bold daring bastard. Not his fault the runt was single or that he and Mina happened to have a very active and healthy sex life in their relationship. Enough so that when he found a text from her telling him to come over during their free period to the campus sports equipment storage room for some “quality time” which translated from Mina speak meaning come over and bang her brains out. The red riot hero sometimes wondered what middle school him would think of him now,being a couple with Ashido of all people, as he entered the room, locking the door behind him to find himself in one of the most common spots for a naughty scene in a hentai or a porn movie. And there she was, in all her cotton candy pink, toned, curvy horned glory was his girlfriend Mina Ashido in all her sensual glory, sitting like a pinup model on a stack of landing pads that would no doubt serve as their bed for this. Wearing nothing but a smile as she was already naked from head to toe, her stunning exotic body a work of art thanks to her dancing and gymnastics among other things. “Hey there handsome, didn’t keep me waiting long…but seems you’re a bit overdressed, don’t you think?” She spoke in that sultry, sensual tone she knew just made his spine tingle, as she got up off from their makeshift mattress, striding over in a way that made her hips sway, her movements hypnotic as he knew she a, ways had him in the palm of her hands like this. Soon pressing herself against his front, arms wrapping around his broad shoulders as she locked lips with him. His eyes widening as her tongue invaded his mouth, practically massaging his sharklike teeth causing him out of reflex to respond and return the sloppy French kiss, hands grasping and squeezing her delightful as always juicy bubbly ass. Making the pink pseudo alien babe shudder and moan As they swapped spit and played tonsil hockey.

Kirishima was more than used to Mina’s forward and direct nature especially when it came to their sexy quality time together. But goddamn he had to say she was seeming even friskier than usual, as she pried herself off of him, breaking their kiss with a nice messy saliva trail between them. The acid quirk panting as a sensual blush adorned her face, eyes sultry as she still wore her minx like grin and got to work undressing him starting with unbuttoning his shirt. That confused him somewhat as usually Mina would playfully tease melting and burning burning his clothes off with her quirk. But he had to say, the gleam in her eyes like she was unwrapping a present she wanted and seeing his body for the first time was a bit of a turn-on. As he helped out in getting his uniform off, soon in just his boxers on which her hands grasped the waistband, her facial expression one of anticipation as she knelt down the ground, leg muscles tense in a squatting pose as she pulled them down. Looking in shock and awe at his thick, meaty cock as it stood so firm and erect you’d think he was using his quirk. Her mouth drooling as she grasped and wrapped her hand around it, proceeding to kiss, lick, suck and blow on his fuckrod as if she had just discovered the most intoxicating drug on the planet. Any doubts or confusion about some of her out of place behavior forgotten as that familiar set of her lips, tongue and throat began to work is magic on its dick. Forgetting to remind himself that she usually also liked to use amore safe, harmless mix of her acid as lubricant and give him a titjob. But seems she was really eager today, as she was diving right into deepthroating him, her ever warm, familiar unique eyes giving off a raw glow of desire and need. It was enough to just make him grasp her horns and hair firmly in his hands as with a deep breath and flex of his muscles, he grunted as he began to thrust and piston his hips. Pelvis moving like a jackhammer as she gave off gagged gasps and moans at the sudden facefuck. Those smooth, heavy balls smacking her chin as her drool splashed and spluttered. Joining with the growing puddle of her pussy juices on the floor as her pretty pink netherlips rained and dripped with growing arousal. The chivalrous hero in training so focused on pleasing his girlfriend that he missed a brief moment where her eyes turned more reptilian green, her hair longer with red and streaks of blue and her skin blue with scales.

All the while hidden under the wording vaulting horse, peeking through the gaps was the real Mina Ashido who was shamelessly playing with herself as she relished this raw voyeurism. Shirt opened to allow better access to squeeze and massage her bra clad tits, her free hand down her skirt and the waistband of her spats as she plunged 3 fingers knuckle deep into her pussy. “Aaahn, Eiji….such a man….that’s right stud…show her what a real beast You can be…” among other such things she said to herself as she enjoyed the show. She knew it would be erotic to see Kirishima do it with another girl like this, but this whole moment here and n9 was possible thanks to Maya and her quirk, as the blue bombshell sempai was in fact the Mina who was currently naked and getting an oral session so intense that it could only be called a preview for what her pussy was sure to soon be experiencing. Provided she could keep the form maintained and going but in her defence, she had no idea Kirishima was going to be so damn good and overwhelming!! Mayalin Divato, aka Maya Diva, hero name: Mystique Quirk: Shapeshifting. Maya can alter her own physical form in the cellular level, allowing her to change her appearance, enabling her to mimic anyone right down to their voice. It also allows her to make her own clothing meaning she is nude 24/7!! Maya was always down for some fun when it came to the age old dance between men and women. Hey when quirk activation and puberty hit you with a winning combination set of looks like she had, promiscuity was second nature especially when sex under the right circumstances with the right people can be all kinds of fun. Especially when so many guys and girls would pay you good money to look and sound like their fantasy guy or girl. So when her adorable pink kouhai came with an offer too good to refuse, how could she not accept? It just took a little matter of getting the details down right like her looks and hair while knowing all the nice little tricks that can arouse and please the alien girl’s boyfriend. But clearly Mina had been holding back or held out some details but damn if she wasn’t loving it!! Cheeks puffing, throat bulging and swelling as her tongue taste his pre oozing down her throat, her tastebuds tingling as she gasped at suddenly having him pop out of her mouth, amazed she was still maintaining mina’s shape and form. That drool soaked length resting on her face, eyes glittering with awe as Kirishima stood looming over her, deep breathing huffing and puffing from that broad strong chest of his as his muscles began to glisten and sheen with perspiration.

Suddenly Maya/Mina made a cute eep sound when she found the redhead suddenly grab and hoist her up, throwing her to the landing pad pile in such a display of speed and power that she was amazed she hadn’t dropped her façade out of shock. His hands on either side of her head as he was now looming over her, like a predator that pounced in his prey and was about to devour a delicious meal. the real Mina in her hiding spot tingling with anticipation as it seems Maya had gotten her “Eiji-baby” so worked up that he was looking to get right down to the main event. “Mina…goddamn you’re just too good.. I can’t help myself but wanna my all for you!!” With that declaration, he spread her long, toned luscious legs, Maya so thankful she and Mina shared the same yoga levels of flexibility as he was now grasping where her hips and waist met and connected, the tip of of his cock pressing and rubbing against her gushing wet netherlips as they drooled with so much nectar that along with her drool from her earlier blowjob Offered little to no resistance as that atlas physique flexed its muscles and with a thrust and pump of his hips, he was penetrating her. Inch after inch of thick, hot man meat sinking in until he was balls deep, Maya-Mina’s eyes widening as she felt her body twitch, shake and spasm. Dear god did she just cum from him going into her? Not having any time to rest and process this as Kirishima was soon thrusting and pumping away, making the mattress mountain snake and bounce as she found her rock world being rocked in missionary position. Good lord it’s no wonder Mina seemed so eager to have this plan go off, how could she not want to have this guy do other women?!! As she draped and wrapped around her arms and legs around him for dear life, focusing on keeping her quirk active as deep throated gasps and moans escaped from her. Mina now fully naked, massaging herself with a safe version of her acid as a massage body oil as she bounced and rode on a dildo she had yaomomo make for her, based and modelled off of Kirishima’s dick size measurements. One of many she had as she comf8nued to watch her man assert his sexual prowess and skill. And he was just getting started!!

#submission

[covenscribe]

thoughts on the Larian IGN interview posted today (Dec.15.2023)

Interview is here

my thoughts under read more cut

-Personally think they shouldn't have added Karlach before they figured out her main story, hearing that there was never 'more' planned sucks because shes a great character and really should have been given more in game time to flourish

-Lae'zel is literally a child soldier I don't see toning her down in any sense as good

-I agree that Astarion's main motivating factor is fear I don't know why people are upset about this assessment tbh

-Okay the big issue is that the Evil Playthrough's lack of content is 'A consequence of your actions' . It is a video game, if you let people make a choice that you feel you need to punish them for then thats not fun. That's bad dming in dnd. I feel like Im being lectured for reading horror novels, some times I want evil storylines.

Instead of leaving it empty it should have been that more evil things fill in the void left by good being killed. Such as filling the city with more cultists, more missions seeing how the world is negatively affected by your choices other than just emptiness. Don't stop at having to kill kids at the grove for the evil run, keep the horror of evil snowballing until the world is burning.

If you're going to have an evil option go all out with the same effort you give the good options or it feels like half a game.

-I'm annoyed they didn't plan more for Halsin in act 3 other than to be there to be kidnapped and annoyed with the city. You have a whole character full of potential! And being the sole third option for poly romance being treated as a tacked on after thought feels bad.

-Shadowheart's original character pitch being a sharran jason bourne was a choice lol. I like how she is in game.

-I think its interesting that they noticed how it was unfair that some characters weren't getting as much love because of where they were placed on the map for recruitment. Like, y'all built that map...

I think it would have been better if the nautiloid section was a lot bigger and you end up recruiting all main companions on the ship, you can still have rescuing gale from a portal, astarion threatening you, wyll and karlach being about to fight when you have to get to the helm.

saying the potential to miss karlach added replay value i disagree with as it just adds frustration imo

-"Wyll: 'We Lost a Little Bit of Narrative Room"

You Sure Did, I love Wyll's story line but he gets so little screen time compared to other characters that it drives me up the wall. Also seeing how we went from the one black companion potentially being replaced by a white woman ( mizora ) in his original story line to being the only companion that can kill another companion doesn't feel good imo.

Tying character story lines together to make the world feel more connected is good but that was a miss

-The Emperor, like Astarion, being motivated by fear makes sense, but the emperor is more of a level headed manipulator and that's why he had a full underground empire of business deals.

-I love the irony that he devil is one who tells you the honest truth about the emperor.

-Saying "One of the basic questions of the game was whether you would become a monster if it would save the world." is interesting because with the companions it often feels like 'would you make yourself a monster to protect yourself' instead.

The ending is full of self sacrifice for multiple characters so I don't think its about becoming a monster, I think it's more about how people who are forced into awful situations will always come out changed.

-Raphael absolutely is a theater kid with too much power lol

-i disagree with the interviewer saying there was no real reward for not taking in more tadpoles the reward is less worms in your brain matter lmao

-imo they wouldnt have had to make minthara recruitable in a good playthrough for people to experience her storyline if they just put content in for the evil playthroughs so its just as fun and people will play it

I think that given unlimited time and resources, I'd want to make a new game at this point. I'm happy with Baldur's Gate 3.

"Baldur's Gate 4 confirmed. SV: What did I miss? AS: Apparently I just confirmed... No, I didn't."

dont tease me lol

-jaheria romance was planned and im sad we didnt get the gilf romance now

-apparently there is or was a special event that happens if you have stolen from a ton of people

Okay that was the full interview my main thought is

Stop pulling a bioware where you re-write a bunch of stuff that has already been worked on and you will have time for more of what you had planned and with less crunch.

That said I also know I'm an outsider and can't know everything they struggled with to make this game happen and genuinely wish them the best. I wouldn't bother critiquing the game if I didn't love it.

#im not tagging this its just liveblogging #my thought soup #covenscribe bg3 thoughts

[jaehaerysiitargaryen]

| riverrun library; two lovers meet and put it all on the line.| omer and lucrezia

When Omer say in the sept before arriving at Riverrun, he stayed there for hours. He was there for so long a Septon asked him if he needed a place to sleep. It's then he realized he'd need to shave his beard soon and would do with a change of clothes. The Tully's were always kind to him. Casimir being one of his dearest friends, oldest. Strange thing about life. Two of his best mates were Kings. And soon one would be his goodbrother. His goodbrother that would marry Lucrezia Redwyne. And that hurt him. It didn't hurt because he thought from some place of jealousy. It hurt because their duty to Cedric and the Reach would always come first. Nothing would get in their way. Not even the love they shared.

And though they could not spend their lives in each other's arms, it didn't mean he wouldn't talk to her. While he sat in that sept, he thought of all the things he wanted to say to her. And he something came to his mind. There is so much she doesn't know. So much he's been hiding away as he lived in the bottle and used  drink to feel a man. And now, as their world pulled him apart, he desired her to know the man he was and the man he is. Perhaps, one day, there would be something for them. Maybe the River King would end the betrothal. He couldn't see why. Unless the pools of emerald he enjoys drowning in come around.

Omer asked her to meet him somewhere privately. Drew a little map to the library if she didn't know where it was on the vast grounds. Better to tell her now. Better to put it all out there. Things that meant nothing could mean everything. How could he say what he needed to say? Plainly. A sober Omer Florent didn't shy from the truth. He didn't hide. Never did he deal with the fallout from the North, and now he had no choice. The Ironborn dreams. The cultist. And now, a civil war brimming. Bubbling to the surface.

"Thank you for meeting me here, my lady." Omer smiled at her., it was brief as he took he hand and kissed the back. He pulled out her chair, then took a seat across from her. "There are a lot of changes happening rather quickly. And I thought of you the entire time i read and reread that letter about Iona Tully. I thought of how in love with I am. And how I want to find anyway to make you my wife and yet there are parts of me you don't know. Parts of me no one knows and I can't push away things and pretend that because they mean nothing to me, they don't hold a weight."

Omer started right away. The knight of the realm, the well respected Lord Commander, appeared with ease. But it was more than his natural preference for formality. Even if a part of him would never return from the North, before Lucrezia Redwyne sat the Omer Florent who could have had her as his wife, had he been a man months ago.

"When I returned from the North...I tried to play a game of being okay. Staying away from people and drinking. I drank so much that so mornings I woke up still drunk. I like to think I hid it well, but by the time we were in Dorne, I was a mess. And I took Gareth Hightower into my bed in the Kingguards tower. A way to avoid the loneliness, I suppose. If I wasn't alone, then no one could take me. If my bed had someone else in it then how would they choose me a second time? And no, I won't sit here and tell you of every woman who shared my bed but this...I know this is something you must know. And I don't know why. Honestly, I forgot he existed after horseshoe rock. I didn't see him again. He came around. Talking. Hanging out on my couch as I worked. But I never touched him again. I didn't touch anyone after that...I didn't know why."

Omer stopped talking. He knew why.

"I know why. It's because when you came to be on that ship, I thought of the summer they attacked the Arbor. I thought of looking at you and telling you I need you. I thought about the day I left and how we promised to not forget. How I promised I wouldn't forget you and I didn't. I pushed it away. I tried. And I think, for a while, it worked. But you chose me. And it was like having your favor in a tourney all over again. It was like feeding squirrels with you and watching dolphins. And I no longer wish to live in darkness. To live in whiskey bottles and drinking arbor gold until I can't see."

Omer pushed his hair away.

"There's a different between worthy and ready and I'm sorry it took me so long to be ready. And I'm sorry for telling you all this and that I keep talking. And I understand if you get up and leave right now. I just want you to know... I am ashamed of who I've been these last months and I love you. And I know love isn't enough and I know we have duties to our King and our realm, but I will never not love you. And for a man to love someone, he has to give her his heart and bear his soul. So, here I am, my soul on the table. Heart already in your hands."

Omer takes a drink of the fruit juice in front of him, running his tongue over his lips. "I guess I want you to know everything. And if the Gods ever decide to give me a chance to have you as my wife, as my forever, then I hope we both will want to answer."

| @lucreziasredwyne​ |

#.*. scenes from a love story; lumer #.*. lucreziasredwyne threads #.*. omer threads #i got carried the fuck away you don't have to match this

[quill-pen]

I've just been inspired for these rewrites lately, so here's another one! Another Evan Hansen song--one of my favorites. I love everything about it: the tune, the harmonies, the speed, the emotions--all great! It's so much fun to sing and it never fails to make me feel hopeful despite the actual context and content of the song.

The plan right now is this number would take place right before Bess and Ebenezer meet for the first time. The night before Bess had to break the news to her siblings that the London thing is permanent for the foreseeable future. Needless to say, they are not happy. And Bess is already struggling with figuring out how to be a mother to them all instead of just their big sister, so she has no idea how to handle this turn of events with them. Ebenezer, on the other hand, is very gung-ho about being a philanthropist and bursting at the seams with ideas to make London a better place. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem like anyone else who could make his ideas possible is anywhere near as pumped. Two people in completely new worlds trying to figure out how the hell to navigate them when they have absolutely zero idea and zero help.

Anybody Have a Map?

Bess: *trying her best to be chipper amidst a sea of gloomy kids* So, what are the plans today, everybody? Finish getting settled into our rooms for one, but then? Explore the house? Help the cook get all our birthdays on the calendar so he knows when to bake cakes?

Josie: Locking ourselves in our rooms and waiting for the slow creep of death to overtake us.

Bess: Now, come on, I don't wanna hear any of that. I know this isn't where any of us thought we'd ever be or even want to be, but we're here now and there's no changing that.

Millie: Maybe if I pray really hard for a really long time, God will take us all back home.

Bess: 🎶Can we try and have an optimistic outlook?

Huh?

Can we buck up just enough to see the world won't fall apart?

How about we decide there's no givin' up before we've tried?

London will be a fresh start.

Bess: *spoken* Hey, I know! Granny said it's Mr. Cooksley's baking day. Why don't you all see if he'll let you guys help? You all loved helping bake back home.

Gil: Yeah. B-Back home.

Bess: Oh, come on. I bet you'll still have fun. I've talked to Mr. Cooksley--he's very nice.

Jules: Yeah, I don't think any of us feels like doing anything today, Sis.

*kids all get up and leave the table*

Bess: 🎶 Another tally on the board beneath the flub-ups.

Another stumble as I'm reaching for the right things to say.

I'm only comin' up empty--

Can't find a way on through.

Does anybody have a map?

Anybody, maybe, happen to know how the hell to do this?

I don't know if you can tell, but this is me just pretending to know!

So where's the map?!

I need a clue,

'Cuz the scary truth is:

I'm flyin' blind and I'm makin' this up as I go.

*across town having breakfast in the Mayor's house*

Scrooge: Lord Mayor, I know what I'm asking to do is quite uncommon-

Mayor: *laughing* Uncommon?! Scrooge--it's completely unheard of! Unthinkable!

Scrooge: W-Well, I wouldn't go as far as that, Sir-

Mayor: You're talking about building a fine establishment that rivals many of our city's best hotels and using it to house tramps and vagabonds.

Scrooge: More so homeless families and destitute invalids that currently have nowhere else to go, m'Lord. You see, I-

Mayor: Now, Scrooge, let me assure you that I am among many people that are very happy you've... eh-uh adopted a new outlook on life. And all these plans and dreams you've thought up to try and improve the city are all very well and good and quite admirable. But you've always been a reasonable fellow; surely you must realize that something like this--you simply won't find the backers for it.

Scrooge: I'd be more than willing to pay for it all myself, Sir. I have more than sufficient funds.

Mayor: *laughing raucously* With how you've hoarded money the past thirty years, I've no doubt! But it's more than that, Old Boy. You see, if you start building a home for laze-abouts, you're going to bring about a world of hurt on your own head from the rest of hard-working society.

Scrooge: This would only be a form of temporary housing for a majority of those who would use it, m'Lord. Of course, services would be offered to help find work for those able-bodied so that they might-

Mayor: *looking at itinerary, not really listening* Yes, yes, I'm sure you're intentions are wonderful, Chum. But I'm afraid it's just not going to work. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm about to be late for an interview for the Weekly. Stebbins will see you out when you're ready to leave. *gets up and leaves the dining room*

Scrooge: 🎶Another masterful attempt ends with disaster.

Footman: *spoken, as he takes a pile of neatly stacked plates* Why, thank you, Sir.

Scrooge: 🎶 Just another "fleeting fancy" that comes crashing down to burn.

Stebbins: *spoken, as he sees Scrooge out the door* Have a good day, Sir.

Scrooge: 🎶 It's a puzzle--it's a maze.

I try to steer through it a million ways!

But each try's another wrong turn.

Old beggar woman: *spoken, as she shakily holds out a battered old tin cup* Spare a coin for someone who is blind, sir?

Scrooge: *spoken, as he places a sizable lump of bills and sovereigns into her cup* There you go, old dear. I only wish I could do more.

Woman: *tearing up as she fingers around at the absolute fortune in her cup* Why, thank 'e kindly, sir! Thank 'e most very kindly!

Scrooge: 🎶 Does anybody have a map?

Bess: Anybody have a map?

Scrooge: Anybody maybe--

Both: --happen to know how the hell to do this?!

I don't know if you can tell, but this is me just pretending to know!

Bess: So where's the map?!

Scrooge: I need a clue!

Both: (Be)'Cause the scary truth is--

Scrooge:--I'm flying blind.

Bess:--I'm flyin' blind.

Scrooge: I'm flying blind!

Bess: I'm flyin'-

Both: I'm flyin'(g) blind, and I'm makin'(g) this up as I go!

As I go!

@rom-e-o I DID IT. Now to transplant it successfully to the actual fic.

#somebody help these two--seriously #scrooge 2022 #netflix scrooge #scrooge a christmas carol #ebenezer scrooge #scrooge #fanfiction #bess sullivan #musicals #song rewrites #Youtube

[simply-not-an-egg]

TKAM Fic Draft - Scout’s POV

So I started writing something. Anyway, here’s the first ~1500 words of what I have so far. Feedback is welcomed. Obviously this is the first copy and will not be the final version.

The tale of Miss Elisabeth Thomas began on the 22nd of January 1936. It had started out like any normal day, Jem and I going to school, Atticus going to work. Unbeknownst to all of us in Maycomb at that time though was just how life-changing that day would end up becoming for all of us.

              On the outside, there wasn’t anything special about Elisabeth Thomas. From my earliest recollections of her, she was an immigrant who, due to family affairs, decided to relocate all the way from Australia. Sometimes I still wonder why she chose Maycomb of all the places in the world to be; she’d never given me a truthful answer to the question, after all. Over the years I had asked her the question at least a hundred times over, and I would always get the same answer: “I took a dart and threw it at a map of America, and it just so happened to land there.”

              It took only a few months for me to start to understand that the reason she chose Maycomb was that she wanted to get away from the world, and understandably so, as you’ll see in due time. Never once did she admit it out loud, not even to Atticus. I theorise that may be because she wanted to think it was destiny, her being in Maycomb, and not some decision she had made on her own.

              But even then, to a degree, I suppose it was destiny or fate – whatever label you want to put on it – in some way. Before Elisabeth Thomas, Maycomb was quiet and dull and set in very much ritualistic. After she came though, everything changed, and it started the moment she walked into that Courthouse building to fill out a census form on the 22nd of January 1936.

              As I mentioned previously, the day had started off normal, but by some fortunate circumstance, the man that Elisabeth Thomas had been supposed to meet had retired over the Christmas holiday, unbeknownst to her. Thus led to her meeting Atticus – he had just returned from delivering some documents when he saw her waiting at the entrance. And in Atticus’s own words, his first impression of her was that she was abrasive yet charming along with being the most beautiful lady he had ever laid his eyes on. Before he passed I asked him whether he thought her prettier than my mother – his answer was inconclusive, but by the way he loved Miss Thomas until his dying breath, I would say the answer was a resounding yes.

              They were quick to strike up a conversation, Elisabeth Thomas telling of her circumstances, and Atticus informing her that though whoever it was she was supposed to see was gone, he could help her with her affairs. She accepted this offer politely, and whilst they were walking up the stairs to Atticus’s office, I was approaching the Courthouse building at speeds unseen in me before.

              Jem had, for the second time within three months, broken his arm again (the same one as before, of course), having thought it would be fun to jump two metres out of the tree in our front yard. I don’t think I need to explain why that was a bad idea; but as Calpurnia was carting him off to the doctor’s to get it mended, she’d sent me to tell Atticus what was going on. So I did, or at least, it was my intention to, until I saw him with Miss Elisabeth Thomas. They had just entered Atticus’s office when I came, and not having known I was there, Miss Thomas almost shut the door in my face.

              In the end, though, I managed to squeeze my way inside the office, and I tried my very best to be small and discreet because I knew Atticus was busy, but I was seen by the man as soon as I slipped through the door, at which point he proceeded to ignore my untimely presence for the time being. He told me with a look in his eyes to be silent, and so I did as I was told as he began asking Miss Thomas all these questions. Asking for her name and where she was from and why she was here (a question which she tactfully dodged at the time; the truth of which would go on to remain a mystery until just before the summer). I found myself listening with as much intent as Atticus had been, even though the information was of no importance to me. I suppose, looking back, my initial interest in Elisabeth Thomas came from the fact that she came from somewhere so far away and out of reach of the likes of anyone here. Not to mention the way she spoke; it was an accent unheard of to me before, and over the years I found myself trying to replicate it to no avail. In all honesty, now that I think about it, she sounded exactly as Atticus had described her as mentioned previously – abrasive and charming, yet strangely beautiful.

              It was nearing the end of the questionnaire when the slip-up happened. Atticus was asking what house she was in, and the address she listed just so happened to be one that I had become all too familiar with.

              “Why that’s ol’ Boo Radley’s house,” I had said, silently cursing my own impulsivity when Miss Thomas turned round to see me with a fright. Atticus simply sighed and shook his head at me before apologising to the lady and introducing myself to her. I braced myself at that moment then, expecting to be hounded by the woman and told off for being so rude as to eavesdrop as I had been – or at the very least I expected her to give Atticus a good telling-off. None of those things ever did happen though.

              On the contrary, she smiled at me and said two things. The first was her name, or rather, the name she chose to go by; Beth. And it was such a fitting name for her too. Beth is sweet and kind, as was she. The second was what led to our very first conversation together, and that was her inquiry as to who Boo Radley was, and I’d’ve been lying if I didn’t say that I choked up a little explaining it to her.

              “He was a friend of ours, but one of the Ewell boys killed him and his brother ‘cause Boo made their daddy fall on his own knife back in October. He was only trying to save Jem and me,” I explained, tears in my eyes. It was only a week or two after Jem had his arm broken when that happened in the dead of the night while Boo was out on one of his walks. Mr Nathan Radley heard the commotion and ran out to see what was going on – he was found the next morning beside his brother, the two of them stabbed to death. I remember it was the first case that Atticus took after Tom Robinson, taking the deceased Radleys’ side, of course. And now that I think back on that, perhaps if he hadn’t done that, we wouldn’t have experienced the amount of pain and suffering we did over the next two years following.

              “Jem?” Miss Beth asked, curious to know who this other party had been.

              “My brother,” I said, before remembering what I’d come to the Courthouse for in the first place. “Jem broke his arm again, Atticus. He thought it a bright idea to jump out the tree in the front yard. Cal sent me to tell you, but I suppose I best be going now –“

              “It’s best you stay here, Scout,” Atticus said, a suggestion at first, I presumed. So I pressed him to let me go, but as he often did he stood his ground on me, so to my initial displeasure I pulled up a chair and sat at his desk beside Miss Beth.

              “You let Jem go out alone at this time of afternoon,” I tried to argue after a while. He looked up at me for a moment from the papers he was filling out for Miss Beth and said simply, “Jem’s a boy, Scout.” I asked what the difference was; he said things would just be safer if I stayed. I didn’t press the issue further after that, though I continued to remain jealous of my older brother and his apparent privileges.

  (To Be Continued)

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