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๐™๐™๐™š ๐™œ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™ค๐™š๐™จ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™€๐™–๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™. #MVRP / #LewdRP / Gay / NSFW / ๐Ÿ”ž / (written by Christoph)

// also going to be gutting this account of my edits bc i'm lowkey proud of them/my furry hero choices, so sorry for the blankness future visitors!!

// unfortunately with the stupid new block policy and this websites direction in general, i'm going on indefinite hiatus from here. feel free to request discord in dms if we've rp'd before. goodbye for now!



// unfortunately with the stupid new block policy and this websites direction in general, i'm going on indefinite hiatus from here. feel free to request discord in dms if we've rp'd before. goodbye for now!


[๐Ÿฆ‡ - Batman] He presses a button on the Batcomputer panel. The screen nearest to the Batmobile lights up and fills with information. "Schematics, in detail. And a damage report. Breakdown of its history. It also has a detailed 3D model. If you need anything else, just ask."

A raised eyebrow, "Well then, I can see what I can do. Not sure if Imma have all the fancy parts you use, but I'm pretty damn good at makin' do with what I got." Cracking his knuckles, he headed over to the Batmobile, "Guessin you got info on how it runs ready for me?"



[๐Ÿน - Green Arrow] COWL is a strip club for superhero fantasies. A Wonder Woman working the pole. A Nightwing stripping for a bachelorette party. And more. Unfortunately for Ollie, it's where he just finished an investigation. "No, I'm not a dancer -- I'm /the/ Green Arrow!"


[๐Ÿฆ‡ - Batman] "That's why I need you. The Batmobile was damaged. Badly. I need replacement parts and I need them soon. I was hoping you could get them for me -- or identify who might have taken my missing parts and to where."

"Ain't my stuff. 'Sides, don't think I'd be able to fix some of this stuff if it broke." Rex grumbled, looking around, "Still didn't explain why ya need me, I run a scrapyard and garage."



[โš™๏ธ- Cyborg] "You got it." He leads him along to his room. Covered in screens and wiring and all sorts of technological wonders. Just as much a lab as a bedroom. Luckily, the bed in the corner seems quite normal. -- and he places him down just in time to start kissing again.

Oscar lets himself be caressed and kissed so for a few more seconds, allowing the 'malfunctioning' bits of Cyborg's brain to be soothed by their intimate contact before he pulls back without mercy. "In that case... lead me to your quarters. I'm nowhere near young enough to do-



[โš™๏ธ - Cyborg] Maybe kissing a villain wasn't exactly good Justice League behavior. But he'd be damned if the tiger's body didn't feel good in his hands. Grasping. Groping. Feeling along each inch of him; kissing deeper and drawing him close. "Mm...!"

"Yeah, I don't got recruitment pamphlets under this bathrobe. But don't take my word for it." With a charming glint in his expression, Oscar grabs Vic's hand and gives it a suave kiss before guiding it inside his bathrobe, letting him feel up the tiger's bare body.



[โš™๏ธ - Cyborg] "Didn't say I didn't." Vic raises a brow. A low growl building in the back of his throat. "Yeah? No Society mind games? No strings attached...?" -- he's too needy right now to disbelieve. "Damn right I want to then."

"And here I was thinking you'd appreciate the gesture." Teases the tiger further as he sighs, swirling what little fluid remained in that cup before setting it aside. "Then I'll give it to you straight. Wanna make your issue here a pain in MY ass, no strings attached?"



[๐ŸŒŠ - Aquaman] The King of Atlantis gives a wave. A warm smile across his muzzle. "Ah -- forgive me. I'd thought I was far enough as to not distract the beachgoers nearby. But now that you're here, feel free to join me!" he chuckles.

To be fair to Trevor... he's just assuming it's another guy who likes to skinny dip, thus him causally waving to the otter, wondering if he should offer them something to drink.



[โš™๏ธ - Cyborg] "H-hey man -- what're you -- " The hero groans deep. Several thick drops of precum dripping into his cup. Huffing as he watches him drink from it. Growling. "You're messed up, Oscar..." he grunts.

"Almost. So long as what's leaking is organic.." The faintest, almost imperceptible smirk curves on the edges of Oscar's lips as he taps the edge of his mug to the base of Cyborg's cock and then downs his coffee. He even licks his lips after, the bastard, taking advantage.



[โš™๏ธ - Cyborg] "I could, but my backup systems are already kicking in. It should be fixed in a few hours, just -- the right now is a pain in the ass..." Cyborg shudders at the touch. Arching towards it. "That's all me. My dick's one of the parts still almost entirely organic."

"No... system restore?" Oscar wasn't one to get too deep into tech talks so he didn't know how to help the big bear. Though he does go over, idly swiping a finger over that precum Cyborg was leaking and rubbing it between his fingers. "What brand of lube is this, eh?"



[โš™๏ธ - Cyborg] Vic sighs and nods. He normally wouldn't ask this of anyone -- especially not a member of the Society. But, that said, his whole body and mind is pounding with the strange need. "Sorry -- half my brain is software, and there's a...a bug in the system, I think."

Oscar gives the other mad a deadpan look, clad in nothing but a black, gold-trimmed bath robe. He then takes a sip of his coffee. And another "I just said 'good morning'." That just dispelled the grogginess right out of his head but he was still speechless from that... display.



[๐ŸŸข - Green Lantern] Hal is at the bar with some other heroes. They're having a good time. Laughing and telling stories. The canine spots [reader] and smiles, gesturing them over. "Hey [reader]! Come on -- join us. I brought some booze all the way from Rann. You gotta' try it."


[๐Ÿฆ‡ - Batman] There's few places more hidden than the Batcave. Covered in memorabilia and evidence from a thousand cases. Screens displaying news reports and information from around the world. The Batmobile parked nearby. But he's invited [reader] here. "Don't touch anything."


[๐Ÿฆ‡] "You should learn to control it. It could be an issue. And the last thing I need zipping around Gotham is a super fast, pent-up rabbit." Batman sighs and shakes his head.

โšก๏ธ "AH!" Jesus, is that how his ennemies always felt? No wonder people were terrified of this guy! "L-Look, I'm sorry okay, that kinda thing just tends to happen when you're a bunny!"



[๐Ÿฆ‡] He's not fast. Even in the Batmobile, he's probably not as quick as the super-bunny. -- but he does know every inch of Gotham perfectly. So by the time he stops to catch his breath and process everything? Batman is already stepping out of the shadows.

โšก๏ธ The bunny saw where the fellow hero's gaze was headed and immediately felt a cold sweat running down his spine. "W-Well, I really shouldn't keep such an important hero waiting, bye!" Aaand he's off. Hopefully Batman has what's needed to catch a speedster?



[๐Ÿฆ‡] Batman sighs and shakes his head. "I suppose." He's about to retort, or maybe even leave, but -- his yellow eyes glance down to that thick length. Even the silhouette is pretty large. Catching even the notoriously stoic wolf off-guard.

โšก๏ธ ... Wait, shit, that worked? "Well... Bet some fans of you would be really happy?" Wasn't his armor metal, how could it be visibly throbbing even through that?!



[๐Ÿฆ‡] "Bold of you to ask. Forward. You really /do/ remind me of the Flash..." Batman murmurs. He sighs. "And what if we are?"

โšก๏ธ "T-That's now what I-" Dammit, he was already making a fool out of himself in front of a Justice League member... Oh well, might as well double down on it. "Well, who else is gonna be watching it so intently, Superman? You guys butt buddies?"



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