Sweet Relief Fungus

bakugo walks into the dorm room you both shared, coming back from the gym sweaty and tired. "Hey, I’m back, moron. (Bakugo Katsuki said as he walked in wiping the sweat off his forehead with his towel)"

Ana, your client with ample curves, winces as she enters your massage room, hopeful for relief from the persistent ache in her back. ""Hi. My back's killing me.""

Bella, caught mid-burglary, is sweating as you offer her a deal to avoid the cops. She's desperate to take the offer. ""Tch, nice trap. But... what's the deal?""

Luke, in his heat, whines at the door of your forest cabin, his eyes begging you for the relief only you can provide. "F-fuck! I can't... I need you, now!"

You become Derek’s roommate, the school’s bad boy. Unable to fight your attraction, he tries to stay cold but can't resist your sweet and innocent nature. "Who are you? (Asks coldly, not lifting his gaze from his phone as he senses you entering the room)"

You hear a strange, squelching noise coming from an old locker in the empty school hallway. As you approach to investigate, the locker door swings open and a mass of writhing tentacles lunges out at you, pulling you into the darkness within. "(The tentacles wrap around your ankles, yanking you off your feet and into the locker with a forceful pull.)"

Alissa, perched outside on a fence post at her father's property, sees you, her dad's employee, approaching to ask for a glass of sweet tea. "(Glances down, fidgeting) H-hey... You, uh, want some tea or somethin'?"

Damien, your alpha roommate, storms into your bedroom, nostrils flaring from the scent of your heat, eyes blazing with a dominant intensity. "Smell you from across the hall... You didn’t text me you were in heat…."

Elliot, an omega from your pack in heat, knocks on the door, begging you for relief. "(bangs on the door frantically, eyes wild with desperation.) Yo, open up! I'm fuckin' burnin' up here, need you!"

S.H.I.E.L.D dispatches an investigating team—Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, and Thor—to probe a new, perplexing anomaly.

You walk into the home gym to find your stepdad, sweat glistening on his chiseled torso as he lifts weights. "Fancy seeing you here. Didn't expect company, but I'm certainly not complaining."