#MOMO WHEN I SAY I PUT A HAND TO MY MOUTH AND GASPED!!! OUT OF SHEER JOY!!!!!

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Hello!!! How're you?? Hope you're well!! I'm currently having Munson family feelings lmao

Please imagine lil pre teen Eddie settling in with Wayne, finding his footing, becoming more open in a way that he wasn't with his father. And he's really getting into his dnd. Has the manuals Wayne got him for his birthday one year. A mini or two. And he wants to get better at DMing, but he can't practice with his group because that would ruin the surprise of it all. So one day, he shyly asks Wayne if he'll practice with him. Fidgeting with the hem of his shirt and shuffling his feet. Isn't 100% sure what Wayne will think just yet

And to his surprise, Wayne says yes. And Eddie just... lights up. Smiles a big megawatt grin and starts talking about how it'll be super fun uncle Wayne you won't regret it!!!

They spend an evening making Wayne a character - a human called Wayne, they're keeping it simple - while they eat Mac n cheese for dinner. Wayne loves how happy it makes Eddie. How carefree.

And on Wayne's next day off, when Eddie doesn't have school, they play together. A mini campaign, just for the two of them. Eddie practices his skills, gets to play dnd, and hang out with his uncle all in one go. It's kind of everything to them. It's a lighthearted adventure where Wayne goes on a quest to get the perfect bait so he can go fishing and catch his dream fish. Eddie tells him what dice to roll, helps him fight a goblin and a bear, and puts on all sorts of voices for the characters Wayne meets. Eddie gets so wrapped up in it all, so excited. But when it ends he's all nerves - bitten lips and wringing his hands.

Did Wayne like it?? Did he have fun?? Was Eddie good??

And Wayne honestly says it wasn't quite his thing but he had a lot of fun. Eddie is a damn fine storyteller, has a real knack for the dramatics. He'll impress his friends, for sure.

And idk!!! I love Eddie and Wayne exploring their dynamic and figuring out where they stand with each other those first few years. It would have been a bumpy ride but they love each other!!!

Wayne getting in from grocery shopping on a Saturday, he likes to go really early so he can avoid Sally Knowles town gossip extraordinaire who Kees letting Wayne know ‘people are gonna talk if you don’t give that nephew of yours a Mothering presence in his life’ Wayne’s heard enough of it. So while it means he has to get up early, he’ll do it to escape the song and dance of busy bodies.

He’s making his way up the trailer steps, bags of groceries in hand (he’s a one trip kind of man and won’t be changed) when he hears a voice behind the door. The muffled and rushed but excited voice of his nephew barely audible through the rustling of groceries and the clattering of god knows what in the trailer - ‘okay. Okay he’s here. Go time. Show time. Time to shine. Story telling powers on.’

Wayne can see Eddie in his minds eye, turning an invisible switch at his temple. A ritual he started for their very first session. The boy had been nervous then and now, four - games? Chapters? Wayne wasn’t sure - in the nerves were still there but the excitement far outweighed them.

Opening the door, Wayne flicked his eyes over to the couch were Eddie was propped up, books spread out on the coffee table and rudimentary map laid across the table top.

Eddie’s head shot up, ‘I’ll help!’, scrambling to his feet to take some of Wayne’s provisions off of him.

‘You in a rush, son? Normally I’m shouting you through to give me a hand with these?’ Wayne was teasing. Could see that Eddie was conflicted, had Wayne forgotten that he promised to finish the story today? That it was going to find the Pond Of Dreams? Wayne loved the kid but he wanted to have a little fun too.

Setting the bags down and putting the freezer items away, everything else could wait. Not even glancing down at Eddie, Wayne stretched tall and exaggerated ‘think I need a nap after that. Don’t mind me Ed, gonna get some shut eye.’ And the thing is he couldn’t look at Eddie, if he did he’d crumble and it would all be for naught. One glance of Eddie in his home sewn cape and it’s be over.

So he hot footed it to the bathroom, hoping Eddie wouldn’t question the pre-nap detour or the backpack he was taking with him.

He could hear Eddie mumbling, frustration and disappointment evident in his tone. Then the tv going on, cartoons on high volume as he tried to distract himself. Which is when Wayne decided to re-appear, clad in his full fishing gear and rod. Along side a toy lizard he velcroed to his shoulder.

‘Well boy, you ready to go fantasy fishing? Heard there’s a dream pond waiting to be found’ Wayne tipped his fishing hat like a cowboy as Eddie’s eyes grew wide, scanning the outfit. It wasn’t much but Wayne tried to add the little details as he could; the potion belt of healing (an ammo belt he borrowed from somebody at work), the spear character wayne earned in his first battle (a pvc tube Scott Clarke was happy to provide after their last dinner where Wayne recounted Eddie’s tales) and of course -

‘Is that Creedence?!’ Eddie finally speaking up and pointing at the lizard, the decided companion and helper to Wayne in his journey.

‘Sure is kid, think he’s ready to roll. The question is, are you?’ It’s not the easiest thing for Wayne to do, sometimes he feels silly with all the fantasy and character voices that Eddie insists upon but when it makes the boy this happy? This unguarded and free? Who is Wayne to say no? Maybe the sillyness is good for him, good for both of them.

#MOMO WHEN I SAY I PUT A HAND TO MY MOUTH AND GASPED!!! OUT OF SHEER JOY!!!!! #GIGGLING AND SQUEAKING!!!! #MR MUNSON!!!!! #oh I LOVE HIM #SO MUCH #snuck some clarkson in there for the eagle eyed amongst you #AHHHH MUNSON BOYS JUST LEARNING ABOUT EACH KTHER #what if after Steve and Eddie get together steve is round at the trailer #and there’s an ongoing conversation (it’s NOT an argument okay? (it is)) #about Steve playing dnd and Steve’s all ‘wayne will you please tell Eddie not everyone in his life has to play dnd ‘ #and Wayne just has to sit there like ‘well Steve that’d be the pot calling the kettle black’ #and Steve is in SHOCK ‘YOU? he got YOU???’ #and Eddie’s sitting on the couch smug as a pig in shite ‘first ever story stevie’ #AAAAAAA MOMO KISSED AND HUGD AND PRAISE AND ADORATION FOR YOH!!!! #stranger things #eddie munson #wayne munson #THANK YOU THANK YOU MWAH I’ve not got much to offer I just LOVE YOUR WORDS!! #I always do that shouldn’t be a surprise. #do you know how lucky I feel to get your messages???? #UNREAL

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Birthday Part 3: Dinner

~5k words, Nayeon smut, male reader

The gentle chime of a notification stole your attention as you tapped away on your phone, looking for inspiration. Allegedly, Sana had your gift waiting back at her apartment. It was a bit reassuring to know she didn’t actually forget your existence, but you still had one stop to make first before addressing your irrational worries.

As soon as you entered Nayeon and Momo's apartment, your nose was pleasantly surprised by those delectable fumes that you knew all too well. The smell intensified as you moved further inside the flat, forcing your mouth to water.

“This smells absolutely divine,” you announced as you finally walked up to the kitchen where you found Momo juggling multiple pans. She dropped the little wooden utensil she was stirring with into a pot and turned on her heels.

“You made it,” she cheered while launching her arms to the roof. “Happy birthday!”

Without hesitation you stepped up to her, hugging her tightly and lifting her off her feet.

“Of course I made it,” you spun her around playfully, relishing in the joyful squeals escaping her mouth. “Is there anything I can help you with?” you mumbled into her shoulder, just now taking in the sweet perfume she wore as your nose pressed into her, swaying back and forth with her in your arms.

“You could start by letting me down,” she answered pragmatically.

“I don’t want to,” you whined as you put her down carefully. “Really though, need help?”

“Nope!” she replied cheerily while turning back to the pot and resuming her stirring. “Actually, go ahead and set the table, it’s almost ready.”

Ignoring her suggestion, you stepped up behind her and wrapped your arms around her waist, resting your chin on her shoulder.

“What if I’d rather just hold you?”

“That’s fine,” she giggled. “It’s your birthday after all, but I do need you to pass me that spoon then.”

After giving her a quick kiss on the cheek, you let go of her and handed her the spoon before leaning against the countertop.

“Where’s Nayeon? Wasn’t she supposed to be back by now?” you asked, watching as Momo worked.

“She said to eat without her, she’s running late,” Momo replied, her cheery demeanor disappearing for a brief moment before returning as she held a spoonful of broth up for you to taste. “Poor girl is working late every night it feels like.”

“I know, I kinda felt bad taking the day off, but she insisted,” you leaned forward and opened your mouth. “Mmm,” you gasped as the hot broth entered your mouth, nearly burning your tongue. “That’s delicious, way spicier than I expected.”

“You like spicy,” Momo smiled proudly to herself, turning back to the pot. “Don’t feel bad, you’ve been with her every single day, she’ll survive one without you.”

“Of course she’ll survive, I just want to make sure she has support.”

“She has a lot of support, stop worrying,” Momo said as she turned off the burner. “What about you and Sana? How does she feel about you spending almost all your time with Nayeon?”

“She understands.”

“Does she understand even when you’re too tired to go back home and end up spending the night here?” Momo continued, pulling dishes out of the cabinet as she spoke.

“She… did she say something to you?” you asked while accepting the two bowls Momo handed you. “Where’s this coming from?”

“It’s nothing like that,” Momo clarified, leaning over and pecking you on the cheek. “I’m just asking. In case you forgot, Sana is one of my best friends”

“I believe her,” you walked the bowls over to the table. “Plus, she knows I’m the one who ends up sleeping alone in a bed while you two share, we usually end up video calling.”

“Ew, I’m washing my sheets,” Momo scrunched her face. “I don’t wanna hear about that, not about my own bed.”

“We don’t do anything like that,” you laughed, taking the next dish from her hands. “Also, seriously, as if your bed is a sacred place,” you added with a roll of your eyes.

“It’s different when it’s with me,” Momo scoffed while scooping rice into two smaller bowls.

“Right, because we’ve totally never also had other girls in your bed with us,” you chuckled, picking up a dish of kimchi.

“Is that what you want tonight? I’m sure it can be arranged,” she asked in her sultry, teasing voice.

“Slow down there tiger,” you sat down at the table. “How about we start with dinner?”

“I can be your dinner,” Momo whispered as she took a seat across from you, flashing her seductive eyes in your direction.

“In that case why don’t we head straight to your bedroom?”

“No wait, I’m joking,” Momo quickly dropped the act to focus on the real priority at hand. “I put way too much effort into this meal to waste it.”

“It looks amazing,” you took a whiff of the stew. “Thanks for all this, you really didn’t have to go through all the trouble, you know I would have been perfectly happy with something simple or takeout.”

“I wanted to!” Momo smiled as she started pouring broth into her bowl. “I tried some new things this time, so I hope you still like it.”

“In my experience, I’m usually a huge fan of when you try new things,” you smirked while filling your own bowl.

“Good, because lately I’ve been practicing.”

“Practicing?” you repeated, holding your spoon up to your mouth. “With whom?”

The conversation was interrupted by the clicking of the front door.

“I’m home!” Nayeon announced, walking up and basically falling onto you. “Happy birthday cutie,” she sighed as she hugged you from the side before she gave you a soft kiss on the cheek.

“Thanks, how was today? Did they fix the-”

“Not now,” she shushed you, bringing a finger to your lips.  “We’ll talk about work stuff later,” she added before leaning forward and planting another kiss on your cheek. “And I hope you saved some for me,” Nayeon added while turning over to Momo.

“Of course,” Momo smiled up at Nayeon, her eyes twinkling.

What happened next was unexpected to say the least. Nayeon bent over, tilted her head slightly, and pressed her lips against Momo’s mouth. The two of them began kissing; it wasn’t a little playful peck, it was full-blown making out. You watched in awe as Nayeon grabbed Momo’s face with her hands while Momo reached up and grabbed Nayeon’s waist.

They kept on kissing, ignoring the fact that you were right there. You had never seen them do this before, and you frankly didn’t know how to react. As shocking as it was, it was also incredibly sexy, but your mind was too confused to truly appreciate the scene. It felt like an eternity before they finally stopped and Nayeon stood back up.

“I’m going to take a quick shower,” Nayeon said casually as she walked away. “Can you send birthday boy into my room after you’re done eating? I have a present for him.”

“Sure,” Momo answered indifferently as she returned her attention to the food. “Are you not joining us?”

“I’ll eat later, I’m not particularly hungry,” Nayeon replied.

After Nayeon’s door slammed shut, you sat there staring at Momo.

“What’s up?” she asked after noticing your staring.

“What’s up? Are we not going to talk about what just happened?”

“Huh, what do you mean?” Momo asked before scooping a spoonful of rice into her mouth.

“You just… you and Nayeon… hello?”

“Chaeyoung’s also in that one,” Momo commented nonchalantly while sipping on the broth.

“What?”

“Hello we up run this city yo-”

“Momo really, what just happened?”

“What, the kiss? That’s nothing, just a bit of friendliness.”

“Friendliness?!” your eyebrows shot up. “That wasn’t friendliness, that was more like ‘what are we naming our kids’ territory.”

“Are you jealous or something? Come here, we can kiss as well,” she pouted her lips playfully.

“Momo…” you chuckled. “Is there something I should know about going on?”

“It’s not that serious,” she began laughing. “I’ve just been doing some extra stuff for her to help her relax after all these long days.”

“Wow.”

“Even if it was serious, how come you’re fine with Mina and Chae, but when it’s me and Nayeon it’s an issue all of a sudden.”

“First of all, it’s not an issue at all,” you clarified. “Secondly, Mina and Chae don’t kiss like that.”

Momo raised an eyebrow at you.

“Do they?”

“Really?” Momo giggled. “If Chae didn’t like living with those two so badly, Mina would have moved in with her by now.”

“Is it really that serious?”

“No, I’m kidding,” Momo giggled again. “Since there’s only one of you to go around, sometimes we just pretend to be extra romantic with each other, it’s all just for fun.”

“Extra romantic for fun…” you repeated while contemplating. “That could be an interesting premise for a TTT.”

“Are you thinking about work right now?” Momo scolded you, giving your shins a light kick.

“Sorry, you’re right, I should be focused on this phenomenal meal.”

“That’s right,” Momo smiled to herself.

You reached across the table and grabbed her hand, leaving her with a shocked face reminiscent of a deer in headlights as she looked up at you.

“Seriously, it’s delicious. Thank you again for the thousandth time,” you said sincerely.

“It’s… it’s the least I could do,” Momo stammered as the rosiness crept up into her cheeks.

Her slender fingers gave your hand a little squeeze before letting go, leaving her staring at the food spread in front of her. The two of you finished the meal in mostly silence, conversing over mundane topics of little interest to you; all you truly cared about was spending time with Momo.

Every time you got the opportunity to sit down and have a one on one with her, you were reminded of just how much you enjoy her company. With the hectic nature of your careers and the juggling of all the members, sometimes you found yourself trying to make excuses to spend more time with Momo alone.

Whether it was those late nights watching Netflix when Nayeon would pass out, or giving her company at the offices when she would come to visit. Momo always managed to make your heart beat just a little bit quicker. Nayeon would record her songs while you would spend time watching Momo dance, single handedly being her entire audience.

“I know I’ve already said it, but that was delightful,” you commented as you scraped the final bit of rice out of your bowl.

“Any time,” Momo smiled peacefully.

“Maybe I should spend the evening here more often.”

“Hey, don’t forget that you have a girl who waits for you every night.”

“That’s true,” you agreed, silently feeling less upset about Sana not being there this morning. “She’s a special girl.”

Momo suddenly stood up and began stacking the empty dishes.

“Nayeon’s probably done showering, I can clean up.”

“I’ll help.”

“No, you don’t have to,” Momo said curtly before carrying the dishes to the kitchen.

Once again, you ignored her instructions, and picked up the remaining plates and cups.

“I said you didn’t have to do that,” Momo said without looking back as she began dropping the dishes in the sink.

“I know” you said as you placed the dishes in the sink before turning off the tap.

“It’s going to be difficult to wash these if you do that.”

“You’re not washing dishes right now,” you whispered into her ear from behind as you slid your hands around her waist.

As your hands moved toward her chest, you quickly discovered that she wasn't wearing a bra. You began to gently squeeze Momo's plush mounds as you admired her flawless form.

“Then what am I doing right now?” Momo asked.

“Not dishes.”

Your palm grazed against Momo's firm core as it moved down her body.

“Not tonight,” Momo whispered quietly.

“What’s wrong?” you asked while standing up straight and immediately pulling your arms away. Before you could let go of her completely, she grabbed your hands and kept them placed on her waist. “Momo?”

“Hold me.”

There was a tension to her voice, one you couldn’t quite comprehend, but you satisfied her request and wrapped your arms around her stomach once again. While squeezing her gently enough to where you could feel each and every breath she took, you leaned your face into the back of her neck.

That sweet scent she wore was addicting; your mind stood no chance. It wasn’t entirely clear what she wanted, yet the way her hands softly wrapped around yours was enough to make you want to hold on forever. Holding Momo forever didn’t sound that bad in your head - the logistics of how that would work hardly mattered.

“Everything alright?” you asked quietly, giving her a quick squeeze.

“Yeah,” she mumbled back. “You should go to Nayeon, I’m probably going to bed.”

“You sure?”

“Positive.”

“If something was wrong, you’d tell me, right?”

Momo turned around in your arms and faced you with a smile - one that you could see right through.

“Absolutely.”

“Is that offer still up for grabs?” you inquired.

“Offer?” she asked with a confused tilt of her head.

You pouted your lips playfully which earned a heavy exhale from Momo alongside a genuine smile. She leaned forward and pecked you on the lips before beginning to walk away.

“Goodnight.”

“Momo,” you grabbed her hand and pulled her back.

She spun around, tripping just enough for her to fall into your embrace in the most drama-esque ridiculousness. Her hands landed on your chest, catching her fall, while you wrapped one arm around her body to support her. That direct eye contact sent epinephrine coursing through your veins. Your heart rate elevated, and a warmth flooded into your core, proliferating throughout your limbs.

Without saying a word, you leaned into her until your noses gently brushed. For just a second, you held yourself right in front of her before she angled her face enough to press her lips against yours. Her soft lips squished against yours as she kissed you, her breath entering your mouth.

It was intoxicating. Addicting to the point where you didn’t even notice your hand subconsciously sliding down and resting on her lower back. You were too immersed in the kiss - a proper kiss. The emotion could be felt all the way to your fingertips and toes, that warmth in your core burning throughout every segment of your body.

After the kiss finally ended, the two of you stood there in silence with your foreheads gently touching. You became acutely aware of where your hand traveled and subtly moved it back up to her waist, but she was unbothered by it. Her deep breaths were steady, telling a story in their own way, a plot you followed closely.

“Goodnight,” you whispered, leaning back and using your free hand to push her hair out of her face.

Momo nodded silently before turning around and slowly walking to her room. She paused in her door frame for a second as if she was considering options, showing you her side profile before making her decision, disappearing behind the shut door, leaving you alone in the kitchen with your thoughts.

—

“No way this is for me.”

“It is!”

“Seriously?”

“Alright, no it’s not,” Nayeon laughed before pausing the song. “It just turned out to be a cute coincidence.”

“I knew you weren’t that sweet,” you teased, giving her ribs a playful little poke.

“Hey now, I wouldn’t be too quick to say that,” Nayeon replied while batting your hand away. “This one actually was inspired by you.”

“I’m not sure I can trust you.”

“Are you calling Sana a liar?” Nayeon smirked before switching the song.

My eyes, your eyes, let’s go.

Your confusion was quickly erased after hearing the next line as you recalled Sana’s reference back in Oakland. The melody was amazing, it sounded so comforting to your ears - and the lyrics were painfully catchy.

“Baby I just wanna be your lover,” you quietly sang along while Nayeon proudly watched your reaction. “Nayeon, this is amazing.”

“I’m glad you like it,” she sighed, unable to hide her nerves. “I’m not worried about the other tracks though, it’s the choreo that’s still stressing me out.”

“Pop pop pop,” you muttered while flipping your hands around.

Nayeon gave you an odd look as you butchered the choreography before the two of you burst out laughing. She lowered the volume a little and extended her hand for you to join her on the bed. As soon as you took her hand, she tugged you onto her while she lay on her back. Her bathrobe slipped open to reveal her chest, but she didn't appear to mind at all.

“You’re going to be fine,” you whispered while resting your cheek on her chest, her right breast directly in front of you.

“I’m glad at least one of us is confident,” she sighed while stroking the back of your head absentmindedly.

“I’ve seen you practicing,” you said while reaching your hand up to her breast and cupping it, letting the bathrobe fall completely. “You’ve nailed every part other than the gang signs.”

“Gang signs?” Nayeon laughed while you began squeezing her tit. “Is that what they are?”

“How else would you describe them?” you chuckled, playing with her nipple between your fingers. “I already know that part’s going to be all over TikTok.”

“Oh great,” she said sarcastically.

“I know filming a hundred dance challenges is exhausting,” you responded while rubbing your hand in circles. “Thanks for being a good sport about it.”

“They’re not too bad, honestly,” she yawned loudly. “Exhausting, yes, but at least it’s an excuse to spend some time with idol friends.”

“Tired?” you asked as your hand left her breast and slid down her body to her thigh, giving it a light massage.

“Very,” she yawned again. “What did the others end up doing? I didn’t get a chance to read the whole group chat, all I know about is Dahyun’s and Momo’s plans.”

“We had a bit of fun together,” you answered while untying the half-removed bathrobe and fully tossing it open.

You began to rub your hand between Nayeon’s thighs, sliding upwards until your fingers grazed her intimate bits.

“Wait,” Nayeon grabbed your wrist. “It’s your birthday, let me-”

“Oh shush,” you turned your face into her and took her left tit into your mouth.

At the same time, you slowly slipped your fingers up and down her slit, pausing each time to press down against her clit. You sucked on her left nipple until it was fully erect before releasing it from your lips with a wet pop.

The hand you had between her legs kept moving up and down, teasing her entrance as you moved your face over to her right tit. Your other hand replaced your mouth on her left tit, squeezing it softly, flicking at her taut nipple.

Just as you took her breast into your mouth, you slowly eased your middle finger into her pussy at the same time. She moaned gently, completely relaxed to your touch. Nayeon’s natural lubricant made slipping in easy, and you wasted no time before slipping your ring finger in as well.

“Birthday or not, I’m still in charge of taking care of you,” you said while admiring the shine of your saliva on Nayeon’s tits. “Fast? Slow? What kind of mood are we in tonight?”

“Slow,” Nayeon moaned, eyes closed, head pressing into the mattress.

“Slow it is,” you smiled at her before following her request, gently moving your fingers back and forth in her pussy, going all the way down to the knuckle.

Even with Nayeon’s exceptional wetness, tonight she was tighter than usual. It was almost like you could feel the stress and tension she was under through her pussy. You put full effort in your movements, trying your absolute best to make it feel good for her.

“Nayeon sweetie, relax,” you whispered, leaning closer to her face and giving her a quick kiss on the lips.

Her breathing began to calm down, the muscles in her pussy throbbing gently with your touch. Her pussy didn’t loosen up much, but her contorted facial expression converted into one displaying more satisfaction.

“That’s better,” you gently encouraged her, curling your fingers inside her slightly.

“Mmmmmhh,” she moaned out. “That’s nice, keep… that…”

Your fingers kept moving while you made your way down her body, pausing briefly to kiss her tummy. Her lower body began to squirm, and you could see her back start to arch towards the roof.

As your mouth approached her pussy, you gave your lips a quick lick before pressing them against her crotch. You loved her taste. The freshness of her just-showered skin, the subtle scent of her products, the lust emanating from her pussy. Eating Nayeon out was the best gift.

Her pussy made your mind go numb. The slight tang of her fluids had your tastebuds overwhelmed, you even removed your fingers so that you could focus entirely on licking her thoroughly. It went on for a while, longer than it usually took for Nayeon to cum, when you decided you wanted more.

With your hands on the back of her thighs, you pushed her legs up, knees to her chest. You ran your tongue down her slit one last time before going lower, kissing her on the way down. Once you were face to face with her tight little asshole, you gently pressed your mouth against the entrance.

“Oh,” Nayeon moaned softly while reaching one hand down between her legs, rubbing her pussy.

It wasn’t until you pushed your tongue past the tightness of her little asshole when you felt her hand grab your hair. She began guiding you, treating your hair like reins, making you pleasure her in exactly the way she desired. It was working, you could feel her body begin trembling.

At some point you noticed you had lowered your own pants and began gently stroking yourself. Truthfully, you don’t even remember when it happened, you were too distracted with Nayeon’s body. She was riding the edge of her orgasm - you knew she was close.

Finally, you removed your mouth from her body and straightened your body. She looked up at you, eyes begging for what you were about to give her. She needed to get fucked by you in this moment, there was nothing else she could think about. You positioned yourself between her legs, pressing down the insides of her thighs to spread them wider.

First you went deep into her pussy, making her exhale softly. The soft warmth of her pussy felt amazing, and this was just the warm up. You fucked her gently for a bit, but you could see the gears turning in her head, you could see she was getting desperate for you to take her in another way.

As you withdrew your cock from her warm pussy, her wetness making your shaft glisten, Nayeon pulled her knees together slightly. You pushed her legs up this time, lifting her butt off the bed slightly, giving you the perfect angle into her ass. Carefully, you pushed your tip into her tight little asshole. Once it was in, you threw away any considerations of tenderness and shoved your cock balls deep into her ass.

Nayeon inhaled sharply, squinting her eyes for a moment before relaxing and slowly exhaling through her mouth. You could see her pussy leaking before you, even without any thrusting. Once you were satisfied that she was alright, you began moving your hips back and forth. It was slow, but not gentle. Each time you pushed your cock into her, you made sure she took the entire length.

“Fuck,” Nayeon moaned after one excessively rough slam. “Faster…” she added in a whisper.

You leaned forward, pressing the back of her knees to press her femur against her chest, squishy her soft thigh gently. The new position let you go just a bit deeper, perfect for what you were about to do.

Then you began fucking Nayeon relentlessly. Her mouth shot open, silently screaming as her hands gripped the bed sheets until her knuckles went white. That orgasm she had been on the edge of for so long as approaching rapidly now - you could feel it coming.

Her asshole was squeezing your cock unbearably hard now, and her pussy was flowing freely. It was magnificent, you could see her physically losing control the harder you went. After just a few finals thrusts, her pussy shot up like a fountain. She couldn’t stay silent, she let out a loud shriek before panting heavily, pulse after pulse of pleasure running through her body.

Normally you’d slow down, let her ride out the orgasm gently, but you were nearing your own. You kept fucking her, roughly, and it was blatantly obvious that she was enjoying it. Her cries of pleasure continued, her orgasm continued, her pleasure continued.

Then it finally hit you. You could feel your own orgasm rapidly approaching, but you suddenly went over the edge without warning. The warm cum erupting from your cock began filling Nayeon’s tight asshole, the numbing pleasure finally becoming too much for you to handle.

The thrusting had to stop, the sensory overload was too much. Your body couldn’t handle any more stimulation as you lay there, balls deep in Nayeon’s asshole, pumping her gently until you had no more cum to give. You fell forward, falling between her legs as she quickly spread them, making room for you.

Your mouths connected and your cock slipped out of her asshole. The two of you kissed passionately, Nayeon telling you how much she enjoyed what just happened without speaking a single word. She had a way of expressing herself in times like this, a way that you could understand so well.

The last thing you could remember was the feeling of Nayeon’s soft lips against yours before you passed out.

—

“Good morning.”

“Morning,” you groaned, rubbing your eyes before launching your body up. “Morning? Oh shit, Sana…”

“Under normal circumstances a girl would be pissed if her man woke up after sleeping with her and said another girl’s name,” Nayeon chuckled.

“I need to go,” you panicked, looking around the room for your pants.

“Calm down, you only slept for an hour,” Nayeon grabbed your wrist as you tried standing up. 

“Holy shit, don’t scare me like that,” you scolded her before sitting on the edge of the bed with your face in your hands.

“I’m sowwy’,” Nayeon cooed into your ear from behind as she wrapped her arms around your chest. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“It’s really not your fault,” you replied, turning slightly to give her a kiss on the cheek. “I just know she’s waiting for me, I didn’t want to disappoint her.”

“If she knew the first words out of your mouth when you woke up included her name, I’m sure she’d be far from disappointed,” Nayeon giggled. “You really care for her, everyone can see that no matter how hard you try to hide your relationship.”

“We’re not hiding it-”

“But you’re intentionally not flaunting it,” Nayeon interjected. “The girls won’t say it, but some of them definitely appreciate it.”

“I…” you began. “Sometimes I feel like this isn’t right.”

“Which part?” Nayeon asked, joining you on the edge of the bed and handing you your pants.

“I don’t really know how to explain it, but it just feels a bit wrong committing to one girl knowing…”

“That some of us also have feelings for you?” Nayeon finished your thought.

“Yeah…” you confirmed. “I know it’s an open relationship and all, but still…”

“I think you should ask yourself if you’re happy,” Nayeon said gently, resting a hand on your thigh. “If you’re happy with this arrangement, then it’s your right.”

“Of course I’m happy, I really do love Sana, but…”

“You think you might have feelings for someone else?”

“How do you-”

“I’m not stupid,” Nayeon smiled. “This might come as a shocker to you, but I do talk to the girls from time to time.”

“So what should I do?”

“You’re going to have to figure that out yourself, and until you know what you truly want, I don’t see any reason for you to make any drastic changes,” Nayeon suggested calmly. “You clearly still have feelings for Sana, as long as the two of you are on the same page I don’t see why you need to change anything.”

“Is it fair to the others, though?” you asked hesitantly.

“It’ll never be easy,” Nayeon responded cautiously. “The nature of your job… complicates… things. It makes sense that you have feelings for some of the girls, and it makes sense that they develop feelings for you.”

“God, I must sound so stupid right now,” you chuckled meekly. “I should just be grateful for what I have, shouldn’t I?"

“You’re not stupid,” Nayeon reassured you. “Your job basically made this inevitable, but as long as you’re honest about what you do, I think the ten of us will be able to get through whatever happens.”

“It must be so difficult for the members who have started to develop feelings, knowing that I’m still sleeping with their friends.”

“You’re right.”

“Nayeon…” you turned to stare into her eyes, noticing now they weren’t dry.

“Don’t apologize,” Nayeon whispered, wiping her eyes clean. “I did for a moment, but not anymore.”

“I didn’t mean to-”

“I said don’t apologize,” Nayeon cut you off before standing up. “But you should really go see Sana, like you said, she’s waiting for you.”

You stood up as well, standing right in front of her.

“Are you alright?”

“I’m perfect,” she smiled at you. “Really, those feelings are gone, this is just a mutually beneficial, if not somewhat unorthodox, agreement between two adults.”

Hearing that would have probably hurt if you believed a word she just said.

“Have a good night, Nayeon.”

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A/N:

Huh, how long has it been since I updated this story? I hope I have the time to keep working on it because I have SO MANY PLANS. I've also become a bit more sappy, so I think I might be releasing some more emotional chapters with less smut? We'll see!

Once again I must admit, I am putting a bit less effort in the sense that I am just writing with how I feel instead of overthinking and planning every little detail. Maybe less effort isn't the proper phrasing, but basically I'm just going more with the flow.

Hopefully you guys enjoy, I actually planned on including Sana's part in this chapter, but I made a few changes and decided it should be a separate chapter. Cliffhanger and all that I guess.

#kpop smut #smut #fanfiction #kpop fanfic #male reader #twice smut #nayeon #nayeon smut

[srslymina]

Minors DNI!!!

Smut!

Alpha!Twice x Omega!Fem!Reader

CW; gangbang, ownership, anal, dp, omegaverse, g!p, rough, overstimulation, praise, etc. etc.

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Anniversary with Twice was the best. The nine members all joined in the celebration and will always do so. There are always gifts. Always. This year was big. The members had given it their all. They were one of the most successful alpha-only K-pop groups after all. Each member chose to distribute their prizes after their anniversary live. Tzuyu went first, giving each member exclusive perfume; there are only ten of them in the world, and she got nine.

Jeongyeon went second, giving each member a heartfelt letter and thousands of dollars worth of gift cards to their favorite places to eat. Mina decided to knit each member matching sweaters, Chaeyoung drew framed portraits for everyone, and Dahyun gave everyone matching but different shade purses from Micheal Kors. 

Jihyo made playlists for each member, each playlist over five hours long, and she choose each song for a reason. Momo, baked everyone mini cakes, their favorite flavors too, and Sana made everyone candles with scents that reminded her of them. 

Nayeon however had nothing in her hands. And as everyone took turns handing out their things, they all slowly looked at Nayeon who was busy trying on the perfume Tzuyu gave her. 

“What?” She smirked looking at the confused faces of all her members. “You don’t actually think I came here empty handed, right?” She man spreaded leaning back on the bean bag. A relieved sigh came from Jihyo’s mouth, Nayeon chuckled at their reactions. 

“Actually my gift is… how do I put this? Only one…thing… so we need to share” Nayeon explained to the group who looked even more confused “you know what? How about I just show you?” 

Nayeon stands up and walks out the room. They stand there wondering what Nayeon brought, but that’s when it hits them, a scent, a soft lavender, combined with some of Nayeon’s muskier leather scent. 

And as the members try to catch on to what this sweet scent actually is, you're walking through the door, pink blindfold matching your collar and leash. Nayeon tugs at the leash, you hastily step into her, the blindfold not helping at all. You let out a soft yelp as you walk into her.

You felt dizzy, Nayeon’s scent had been too much earlier and just as you started getting used to it eight more alphas had taken no precaution to hide their scent.

"A omega?" Jihyo says in disbelief.

"Yeaaaah, I thought we could have some fun you know? Some of us got no game and clearly need some action..." Nayeon mumbled the last bit, as all the members slowly eye Chaeyoung.

"Hey!"

"sooo I bought an Omega! I kind of own her now, so we could do whatever we want to this little slut," Nayeon shoves you towards the girls and you stumble forward with a fearful gasp. Soft arms catch you, and you're pulled onto someone's lap. A strong scent of roses causes your breathe to hitch as a hand tugs your collar and pulls your face into their neck.

"Such a sweet girl, think you can handle all of us?"

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You don't know how long it's been, everything is a blur, one moment you're on your back, taking someone's cock in your hole, another one stuffed into your mouth, your hands rubbing more of them off. Another moment you're on your knees, hands wrapped around your hair, as their thrusts get rougher and rougher.

"hngg- ack! mmph!!"

Now you're bouncing on someone else, nails digging into your hips and head dragged forward only too feel someone spit on your face, and then another hand would squish your cheeks pulling you in for a filthy kiss.

"you're taking everyone's cock so well, baby" lips would mumble onto your skin.

"c'mon take it, uhgg, s'fuckin' good"

"put her down, I wanna try s'mthing"

You're left on the floor, completely empty as you try to catch your breathe, the girls whisper around you. You shakily reach up to remove the blindfold still around your eyes, but a hand grips your wrist, you whimper as your arms are pulled behind your back and are bounded together by the leash.

"oh, we're not done with you yet, sweet omega" A sultry voice nibbles your ear. You let out a shaky gasp when you feel something cold drip onto your hole.

"w-wait, n-not- ahh!" You try to move away from the touch, but your face is brought down, cheek squishing against the cold tile, another hand lifts your hips.

"who gave you permission to speak, hmm?" A cold voice spoke sharply. "need a' plug up that little mouth of yours, huh?"

All you could do is moan and whine against the cock in your mouth as you feel something pushing in from behind,

"oh- my fuck- so tight"

You're used for hours, orgasms blurring together, as you laid on top of someone, feeling yourself get filled over and over and over again. You think you passed out at some point, because the next thing you know, you feel your blindfold getting tugged off. You flinch at the light,

"shit Nayeon, she's cute"

"god look at those pretty eyes"

Murmurs echo in your head, as you felt yourself get lifted up, a cloth wiping you down. Nayeon chuckled each time you flinched whenever she went over a sensitive spot,

"Happy anniversary, girls"

#twice x reader #twice smut #twice imagines #twice drabbles #mina smut #nayeon smut #jeongyeon smut #momo smut #sana smut #jihyo smut #dahyun smut #chaeyoung smut #tzuyu smut

[saiidahyunie]

freefalling

hirai momo x reader ; fluff

synopsis: you and momo are clear opposites when it comes to enjoyment, you live for the thrills while momo might end up with a heart attack just by watching you. 

wc: 1k

a/n: i still can't believe that momo made *that* sound in that ttt squid game episode. ty to the anon who requested this small drabble it was so cute!!!!

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you had a mantra: life was always meant to be lived to the fullest, even if you had to do things that had to force you out of your comfort zone. 

the rush of your heart beating, the adrenaline pumping through your veins, screaming out the top of your lungs in pure excitement. you wanted to live a little on the edge. 

momo however, wanted to keep her feet on the ground, she was still able to indulge in some of your fun activities, but she couldn’t help but worry that something might go wrong and end up with you getting hurt. it was kind of cute to see her in distress, covering her face with both of her hands because she couldn’t bear to watch you do some of the things that you do in your free time. 

she watched you rock climbing one time after her dance class, she couldn’t believe how fast and high you were going.

you showed her a video recording of you skydiving, she was left in awe that you were able to do a feat like that by yourself and without any help with the whole parachute situation. 

but for her to watch you bungee jump? off of a bridge and down into a rapid flowing river? momo said to you that she doesn’t know if she can handle it firsthand. 

“you sure you don’t want to come up with me?” 

“it’s okay y/n, i think i’ll be fine down here.” 

you walk over to momo, cupping her head with your hands as you play with her hair for a bit, matching her pouting face as she had a slight worry of your bungee jumping session that you planned during your special vacation while in hawaii. 

“you can try recording me, i’ll say something to you before i jump down.” 

momo nods at your request as you begin to walk away up to the ascending stairs up the bridge, holding her hand until you eventually let go, waving to her as you walk up the stair set with the workers as she looks all the way up on the towering bridge. 

the area was actually pretty nice. the sun wasn’t beaming down the annoying heat and there was a light breeze coming through the big archways. it was also cool since there was a wave of mist splashing down below as you finally reached the top of the structure, getting the last bit of instructions from the workers before getting properly strapped up. 

you then have the rope clicked on your harness as you start to stand on the outward platform, stopping at the edge as momo looks up at how high you actually were. momo gasped as she saw your small figure at the edge, waving as you looked cute in your bright peach helmet that they provided for you. 

momo was happy to see you enjoy yourself, but she felt her hand slightly shake as you flail your arms out like those stupid tube balloon thingies that they have in front of a car dealership. 

“momo!” you yell out, “can you see me?!” 

momo laughs as she waves her hand at you again, phone in her other hand with the camera already recording, sitting back down on the set of flat rocks to stabilize herself, zooming in on your small figure as you put both of your hands to your mouth, ready to yell something out.

“to my lovely girlfriend momo! thank you for putting up with my stupid daredevil shenanigans!” 

a short second later, you get the thumbs up from the worker as you leapt forward with no hesitation. momo gasps as she sees your body go straight down, the rope not undoing itself as she puts a hand to her mouth, covering her small scream as the rope finally tenses. 

it looked like you fell for maybe 50 feet, but momo sees that you went down further than that. it was actually almost 150 feet as she sees you bounce back up from the flexible rope, body snapping from the sudden motion as momo exclaims at the sight of your head whipping back. again, that worry coming out of her as your body faces upright, swinging back and forth as momo laughs at you yelling like a complete buffoon. 

momo places a hand on her chest, relieved at you being okay. she then continued to record on her phone  as you stopped swinging after a minute or so, catching the camera as you wave, finally happy that you got to bungee jump since it was on your bucket list.

“good job y/n! we’re gonna pull you back up now okay!” you look up to hear one of the workers tell you with a loud speaker, flashing a thumbs up as they began to pull the rope, you slightly going higher and higher as momo takes a picture of you just dangling, like a baby in their little walkers. 

ten minutes later, momo looks back on the video of you jumping as you finally made your way down. momo immediately got up to hug you as you reached her, taken aback as you comforted her after your daring activity. 

“y/n!” momo yells out, leaving you breathless as she clutched onto your body like a koala on a tree. 

“hey! i wasn’t gone for that long but it’s cute that you missed me for that long.” you softly say, brushing your lips against momo’s cheek as she clutches you for a few more seconds. 

“i got worried, the stuff that you do is dangerous, baby, my heart can’t take it sometimes.” 

“you got the recording right?” you ask her as you run a finger on her stricken face, flashing a light smile while nodding. 

“it was so cool, but also scary y/n.” momo replies, “i don’t know how you do these things, they freak me out.” 

you give momo a kiss on her forehead as she hums at your affectionate side, “i’m just a girl with adventure!” you beam as momo slaps your arm at your response. 

“whatever you have next on your bucket list, it’s definitely gonna kill me next time i swear.” 

#twice x reader #kpop x reader #twice #saiiidahyunee #twice imagines #twice momo #hirai momo #momo x reader #momo fluff #hirai momo x reader #twice fluff

[cupidsdiskk]

call me

pairing: bakugo x reader

warnings: smut, cursing.

"shoto, i'm going out with the girls. i'll be back tonight." you say as you put on your earrings. "kay babe. be safe." he says, walking over to you and giving you a kiss on your forehead. you hear a honk come from the driveway. "ooh! must be mina. bye babe love you." you rush out the house, getting into the car. "took ya long enough! now, are you ready to party?" mina says as you get in the backseat next to momo. in the front is jiro, sitting next to mina. "hell yeah! like there's no tomorrow." you retort. you guys get to the club, getting in line. "ooh i'm so excited, i haven't been out in forever because shoto doesn't want me going without him." you giggle excitedly. "well, today you forget about him. because we're gonna be so drunk until our asses fall off." jiro laughs. as you walk into the club, loud music bursts in your ears. your instantly filled with excitement as momo rushes you towards the bar. "4 shots, please!" mina asks the bartender. they hand you your drinks as you all down them, instantly darting for the dance floor. you dance alone, getting separated from your group. you make eye contact with a certain blonde haired guy. you tease him as you dance sexily, he gives you a smirk. as he walks over, you feel your heart race. *oh god, what am i doing..* you think in your mind. "well. what's a girl like you doing here all by yourself?" he asks you. "i'm not alone, i came with a group." you say, smirking. "oh yeah? well, i don't see them. i guess it's just you and me now." he says lowly as you blush. you hold eye contact with him for a few seconds, but what seems like forever. "I'm Bakugo." he suddenly says. "Y/N." "what a fitting name for someone as pretty as you. what do you say we get out of here?" he asks. you hesitate, thinking of shoto at home. "oh come on, i don't bite," he leans toward your ear "unless you want me to." you suddenly feel heavy, your breathing unsteady. you take his hand in yours. "let's go, then."

you arrive at his apartment, watching as he opens his apartment door. as soon as you two walk inside, he grabs you and pins you against the wall. "i'm gonna make you scream my name so you won't forget it." he whispers lowly in your ear. he attacks your neck with kisses, leaving marks everywhere. he finally finds your sweet spot, knowing because of how responsive you are. his hands travel down your body, lifting up your dress as you moan from the lost touch on your neck. "such a little slut, huh." he smirks, looking down at your body. you look to the side, embarrassed. "now, now. don't be shy, i'm gonna make you feel so good tonight." his hands travel your body, lifting you up against the wall. you wrap your legs around him, grabbing hold of his hair. he puts his hands on your ass as he carries you to his room, dropping you on his bed. he crawls on top of you, putting his head between your legs. he makes eye contact with you as he slowly pulls your panties off. he inserts one finger inside of you, making you gasp. he moves his finger around slowly, adding another one. you moan as his fingers thrust inside of you. "b-bakugo.." "yes, dear? i want you to say what you want from me." he smirks up at you, adding another finger as he unhinges your bra, playing with your nipples. "bakugo.. i-" he sucks on your left boob as he plays with the other one, his three fingers thrusting faster inside of you. *overstimulation..* "say it." he demands. "f-fuck me. please.." you moan out, gasping for air. he removes his fingers, licking your juices off. "all 'ya had to do was ask." he smirks on top of you. he grabs a condom from the counter and rips it open with your mouth. you watch as he aligns himself, after finally shoving it in. you cry out in pain, you feel your walls stretching around his length. "shh.. it's okay." he says, moving slowly. as he notices when you start to enjoy it, he moves faster. his thrusts start increasing as you grip the sheets, moaning out his name. "bakugo!! f-fuck!" you feel yourself coming closer. "fuck.. y/n.." you hear him grunt lowly. hearing this brought you closer to the edge. his thrusts got more sloppily the closer you both got. finally, you both cum at the same time, moaning messes. he stays on top of you for about 5 more seconds, panting before dropping on your side, tossing the condom on the floor. "fuck.. you feel great." he breathily says, turning his head to face you. "i could say the same." you look at him, smiling. suddenly, you get a phone call. it's from shoto. hey where are you? it's 11 already. he asks. "oh um, i'm at mina's right now." you say as bakugo starts kissing your neck. ok. what time are you coming home? you try to bite back your moans as bakugo's hands travel down your stomach, reaching for your sensitive spot. "i-i don't know. maybe like 30 minutes." okay. do you want me to pick you up? you gasp as bakugo inserts two fingers into you, forgetting everything around you. you try your best to bite back your moans as bakugos finger rub through your juices. hello? y/n? "h-hi shoto. sorry mina just told me the craziest thing right now. i-i gotta go. bye." you say as you hang up the phone. by- you feel bakugos hot breath against your ear. "so. my names mina now, huh?" you moan as bakugo inserts another finger, plunging it inside of you. "oh well. i guess you won't be screaming my name, then." bakugo whispers into your ear as you feel yourself coming closer to the edge. "bakugo.. i-" you mutter out. "i know darlin', cum for me." you feel bakugos fingers going deeper and faster into you, and that sends you over. you do exactly as bakugo says, cumming all over his fingers. "well. i guess you better get home to your boyfriend." bakugo says, reaching over to grab your clothes. "oh yeah." you say as you slip on your dress. you feel arms wrap around your waist. "now, darlin'. a pretty girl like you should be in my contacts." you smile as you put your number into his phone. "call me, darlin'." you say walking out. meanwhile, bakugo felt heat rise to his cheeks. he would definitely be calling you.

#fanfic #smut #bakugo katuski x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugo #bakugo katsuki #katsuki x reader #bakugo x reader smut #bakugo x y/n #bakugo x y/n smut #fypツ #mha x reader #mha #mha smut #my hero academia #katsuki bakugo fic #fanfiction #bnha #todoroki x y/n

[happilychaengs]

Momo - Magic Touch [repost]

"Oh~" a moan escaped Momo's mouth.

"Right there Y/N..."

"Jesus Momo, it's just a massage!" Nayeon complained before throwing a pillow your way.

"You would feel the same if you could get a massage from my Y/N!" Momo shouted as she swatted it away.

"What do you mean your Y/N?" Nayeon huffed. She called out your name, grabbing your attention and causing you to stop what you were doing, "Y/N. Would you want to give me a massage after?"

Nayeon's question caused Momo to turn back slightly and look at you. The glare Momo gave you sent a deathly chill down your spine. "Uh... sorry but I don't think I can..."

"C'mon... I just want to see if Momo is exaggerating or not. No offense but I don't think it's that good."

Momo gasped and immediately got up off the couch. Her competitiveness got the best of her. "Y/N, you can give her one. Prove her wrong."

"Are you sure Momo?"

"A hundred percent."

"Alright... guess you're up Nayeon. You can come here." You said while signaling to the couch.

She put her phone down and got up to lay down on the couch.

"Just lay down face down and I'll do the rest."

"Okay. I hope it's as good as Momo says it is."

"It definitely will be." Momo quickly added. Nayeon laughed and laid down on her stomach.

You began gliding your fingers across her back and went to the spots that you thought would ache most. You assumed the two would be dealing with similar aches as they were part of the same group.

You tried to get all of the knots out of her back and you elicited a very loud moan from Nayeon.

"Mmmphh, my god..."

You tried your hardest to ignore it no matter what that blush on your face might say. You went to work on other spots but you really couldn't get a better angle so you decided the best thing was to get on top of her.

You knew you got another one when you heard another moan come out of her mouth.

"Y/N, don't stop..."

You continued to work her back and you heard the door behind you swing open.

"What are you two doing?!"

Your head shot towards the door and you saw the group leader dropping her bags and her eyes widened in surprise.

She couldn't see what you were doing because of the couch so it looked like you were on top of Nayeon doing... god knows what.

You put your hands up in defense and got up off of Nayeon. "It's not what it looks or sounds like. I swear!"

Nayeon got up seconds later with her hair ruffled and an almost dazed look.

"You need a really good explanation and I mean a really good one."

"I was giving Momo a massage and Nayeon didn't believe it was that good so I gave her one as well." You quickly explained.

"So, was it good Nayeon?" Momo mockingly asked from behind you.

Nayeon still dazed replied, "Definitely... will you give me some more when I need it, Y/N?"

"No." Momo quickly answered for you while back hugging you, "Y/N is mine and mine only."

"You can't hog Y/N all to yourself Momo!"

"Yes I can! They're my boyfriend/girlfriend!"

Jihyo and the rest of the girls that walked in from the noise, were on the sidelines watching the two fight over you completely confused.

"Calm down, the both of you!" Jihyo interrupted. "Let's leave it up to Y/N to decide."

"Uh... I'm okay with giving you all a massage when you need it. You don't need to fight over me."

"Really?" popped out Sana. "I really need one right now, my back has been hurting a lot."

"Me too!" Chaeyoung added.

"I need one as well." Mina raised her hand and eventually every girl was lined up waiting to get one except Nayeon and Momo.

You were going to have a hell of a night.

TIMESKIP

Every girl was left completely out of it. They were all either left laying on the couch or the floor on top of each other.

"I... I think we need you to do this after every concert we have." Jihyo muttered while laying down on the couch. A series of approving groans and mumbling followed.

"Momo, I can't believe you've had them all to yourself for so long." Sana complained, looking straight up at the ceiling.

"Yeah, save them for the rest of us..." Tzuyu mumbled while being face down on the couch.

"I can't believe you girls..." Momo huffed while going to the kitchen.

Shortly after, you got up to follow her. You saw her looking down at the counter with nothing in front of her.

"Momo, what's wrong?"

She looked up to you and you saw her eyes were watery. "It's nothing..."

"It clearly isn't nothing. Tell me what's wrong." You said as you took ahold of her hands in yours.

She paused for a moment, "It's just that I'm worried that you won't have enough time for me. We already don't have a lot as is with my job..."

Her shoulders rose as she took a small breath, "I don't know if I'm being selfish but I just want you to spend all your time with me."

You stood there listening intently before responding, "It's not selfish at all. I love spending all my time with you and don't worry. Even if the other girls need a massage, it won't take long. You won't even notice I'm gone. Promise." You lightly squeezed her hands.

She had a small pout, "You and your magic touch better not give them the same massages you give me."

You let out a small laugh, "Of course not, they're for you and for you only."

Momo got up and gave you a quick peck on your lips. "I love you Y/N."

"I love you too Momo. I'm really lucky to call you mine."

#twice x reader #twice imagines #fluff #twice fic #girl group imagines #kpop #twice #momo twice #twice momo #hirai momo #momo x reader #hirai momo x reader #twice fluff #gg imagines #girl group scenarios

[kazimakuwabara]

Mouth  Hands

Summary: A fight goes awry when the group discovers one of the oppoent’s had extra... orifices? (Humor, 1.2k)

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 The shriek that cut through the room was high-pitched, disgusted, and unexpected. The whole room seemed to pause, and its inhabitants shifted looking in the general direction of the source of the scream.

 Kazuma Kuwabara, who like his friends, had been engaged in hand-to-hand combat with a large demonic man with six arms, was now running around in a circle, shaking his hands out, still half shrieking as his face twisted with disgust.

 "...What are you doing?" Yusuke was the first to ask, fully looking away from his opponent, who resembled a giant pig monster. The pig monster, was also staring, a hand still raised as if he had been about to punch Yusuke in the face.

 "His hands have hands!" Kuwabara choked in panic, no longer running in place, but jumping up and down, switching between shaking his hands out, and then wiping them on his shirt.

 "...His hands have... hands?" Hiei repeated, not looking at his opponent, but kicking them away any time the creature tried to utilize the distraction.

 "I mean. his hands have mouths!" Kuwabara hissed, glaring accusingly at the demon, who held up all six of his hands in a universal, "Don't look at me," gesture. Kuwabara groaned, "I'm all tongue-tied because... it's gross!"

 "His hands have mouths?" Yusuke asked slowly, and then glanced at his opponent, eyebrows lifted.

 The pig monster shrugged, "I didn't know Sabian had mouths on his hands."

 "When he caught my hand, his mouth hand licked me! Like slid in right between my fingers!" Kuwabara accused with a moan, shuddering as he retold his experience.

 Kurama tossed his opponent to the ground, and tossed a seed at the demon. Vines sprang to life and wrapped around the demon, tying him up. While he struggled, Kurama directed his attention to Kuwabara's opponent, shooting him a disapproving look. To the presumed Sabian he scolded, "Now, that's just gross."

 "Yeah, ew!" Yusuke agreed, the Pig monster nodding in agreement.

 Sabian, looking a little awkward, threw up his hands, "I don't have control of them!"

 "What do you mean you don't have control of them?" Kuwabara gasped, looking even more horrified.

 "If you can't control them, you should put like... ball gags in their mouth or something. They're gross!" Yusuke snapped, crossing his arms.

 "...Did the hands just show up one day?" Hiei asked, tilting his head a little.

 "Yeah. Like three weeks ago..." Sabian grumbled.

 "Wait, and you didn't tell nobody?" Kurama's tied opponent on the floor asked, "You sprout extra mouths, and don't say shit?"

 "I need a paycheck too, Knuck! What was I gonna do? We don't got sick leave!" Sabian snapped, his yellowy skin flushing kind of orange.

 "Ew, look at the one on your middle left, it's wagging its tongue out!" Kuwabara lamented, stepping back from his opponent.

 "Ew! EW! I SEE THE TONGUE! IT'S LONG!" Yusuke shouted, pointing out Sabian's middle arm, and hand. On the said hand, a mouth was visible on the palm, and a long tongue had poked out, and was wagging violently all around, seemingly looking for something to taste.

 "Sabian, yo... I think our boss would have let you like... figure this out if you suddenly grew fucked up hands!" The Pig Monster shouted.

 Sabian winced, looking a little shame-faced, "Can we just get back... back to trying to kill each other please?"

 "Oi Kurama, doesn't this sound like Malaris?" Hiei shouted, having quickly killed his opponent already, who had kept trying to sneak attack him while everyone else discussed Sabian's extra orifices.

 Kurama nodded, "Oh, you're right... you guys go into the area around Yomi's territory. There's a lake referred to as the Fire Lake, for the lava it'll spurt at times."

"Oh yeah," Knuck, the tied demon on the ground said, "Sabian, Momo, we went out there a week or two ago 'cuz the boss needed that big purple bug thing, remember?"

Yusuke looked at his opponent, "You're Momo?"

The pig monster glared, "What of it?"

Yusuke shrugged, "Nah, it's just cute."

"I'm a cute guy, off the clock," Momo assured,  snorting as he puffed up his chest.

Kurama sighed, "Did any of you use bug repellent? There's a Malaris fly out there... they sting. And when they sting, they can sometimes leave you with what is called Malaris Disorder... you can suddenly sprout mouths all over your body."

The demon henchmen all groaned.

"No one told us that!" Knuck groaned, "I don't want hands!"

"You should have already grown them by now, if you had it. I think just your friend Sabian caught it," Kurama sighed.

"Well, great, what do I do!?" Sabian asked now looking at his hands, and frowning at all the hands on his palms.

"If you go to a doctor, you should be able to start something..." Kurama said, before leveling Sabian with a hide stare, "Before the hands start to eat you."

The room was silent, and then Yusuke laughed morbidly at the thought, "Dude, that is so fucked."

"Am I gonna catch it?" Kuwabara asked, still keeping away from the demon he had been engaged in battle with, "It licked me."

"No Kuwabara, it's not contagious like that," Kurama answered sincerely.

"Yeah, it was trying to eat you," Hiei supplied grinning.

Kuwabara glared at Hiei but muttered, "Well that's fine."

"Licking is out, but chomping a finger off is okay?" Hiei asked, looking at Kuwabara with annoyed exasperation.

"YOU DIDN'T FEEL HOW GROSS THIS TONGUE FELT MAN!" Kuwabara shouted in his defense.

Yusuke elbowed Momo in the arm, "Think your buddy tried getting his dick sucked with one of those?"

Momo laughed, eyes wide with delight, "Fuck! Those things could be kind of... handy!"

Yusuke pointed at Momo, and cackled, the pig monster laughing right along with him.

"Excuse me, but can we get back to fighting?" Sabian asked glaring around the room. "The sooner you pests are out of our hair, the sooner I can go to a doc-"

Kuwabara leaped into the air and kicked Sabian in the temple, the six-armed demon falling over unconscious.

"Cheap," Hiei snorted.

"Look I wasn't punching him again!" Kuwabara muttered, "And I don't want to cut him up either... it feels rude. I think he should go get medical treatment."

Yusuke looked over at Momo.

The two stared at each other for a moment and then Momo gasped, "Oh no... the aftershock of one of your punches... has me, discombobulated. I can't fight!"

And then Momo slowly lowered himself to the ground, laying face down.

"Dude! Weak!" Knuck, struggling against his vines shouted, "They took out Sabian! And the little one killed Ho-tesk!"

"Ho-tesk was a dick," Momo shouted, slightly muffled from being face down, "And they left Sabian alive. And I suddenly don't feel like taking over the world anymore. I mean if our boss ain't gonna give us sick leave, who says he'd be a good ruler of the whole world, eh?"

Yusuke pat Momo on the back of his head, "That'll do pig!'

Momo snorted, it sounding somewhat like a grunt of a pig, and a laugh.

Team Urameshi, left their mostly alive opponents behind, Kuwabara still shaking his hands out with a bit of distaste. When he joined Yusuke he muttered, "I need to give my hands an STD test or something, that tongue was so gross!"

Yusuke cackled all the way up to the latest evildoer bent on destroying the world.

#yyh #kazi fanfic #humor #team urameshi #yusuke #hiei #kurama #kuwabara

[shingekinohyrulewrites]

Unteachable

After a chance encounter at your town's Summer's End Carnival, you hook up with a hottie.

Only to find out he's your English teacher.

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This fic displays a teacher/student relationship, where the reader is 17. This sort of relationship is NEVER okay, especially given the power difference between a teacher and student. This is a clear abuse of power. So if this is a topic/trope that greatly bothers you, I would suggest seeking others out.

You awoke the next morning wrapped up in Kai’s arms, his bare chest rising slowly as he slept. You were naked yourself, having been fucked by him for most of the night. The lower half of your body was sore from the various positions the two of you had tried out. Gently disentangling yourself from him, you silently padded over to his bathroom to relieve yourself.

When you returned, Kai was still asleep so you quietly snuck out into the living room. You rummaged through your bag to find your phone, checking your notifications to see that your group chat had blown up. Apparently, Momo’s Halloween party had gotten crazy, and tons of videos and pictures were being sent of the shenanigans. A few of your friends had also noticed your absence and were asking if you were seeing your boyfriend.

“Something interesting happen?”

Kai’s voice was still thick with sleep as he approached you from behind. He yawned, rubbing his eyes absently as you greeted him with a quiet good morning.

“Just my friend group chat. The party was apparently really fun last night.”

He glanced over your shoulder as you scrolled through, reacting to certain messages. You were hoping to scroll quickly so Kai didn’t see the messages asking about him.

“Boyfriend, huh?”

Damn it.

“Um, yeah,” you nervously replied. “I got cornered during a game of Truth or Dare.”

“Did you tell them about me?”

“No!” You furiously shook your head. “Of course not.”

“What did you say?”

You sighed, locking your phone before crossing your arms.

“I told them we met at the Carnival, and that you live out of town. I said that we’re long distance.”

He snorted, shaking his head.

“Well, I guess our secret is still safe for now.”

“Hey.”

Kai cocked his head towards you.

“You know I won’t say anything,” you reminded him.

“I know angel,” he smiled, leaning in to give you a peck.

He stood then, stretching before making his way to the kitchen. You turned on the TV, putting on a random movie while he cooked the two of you breakfast. The both of you ate silently, watching The Nightmare Before Christmas in its entirety. Once it ended, Kai turned to look at you, his expression unreadable.

“Angel, you know what’ll happen if people find out about us, right?”

Your heart stopped in your chest.

“Kai, I know. The last thing I want is to ruin your life.”

“Beyond that, love. You wouldn’t be able to get fucked so good by me.”

Your mouth went dry and you subconsciously clenched your thighs together. Kai’s eyes flickered down before a slow smirk crossed his face.

“Does it turn you on knowing that you’re getting fucked by your teacher in private?”

You nodded, peering at him shyly. The smirk on his face got wider.

“Do you like being treated like a little whore?”

Kai was now leaning over you, his hands placed on either side of your head, caging you on the couch. You nodded again, eyes wide as his knee came up to part your legs.

“If you want me to keep satisfying you, angel, you need to keep being a good girl and keeping your mouth shut.”

He kissed you, one hand coming up to the nape of your neck to wrap around your hair and tug hard. You let out a startled gasp, arching your back up towards him for more. He yanked you away, your scalp prickling from the slight pain of it.

“You need to behave yourself, angel, or else you won’t get anything.”

You nodded furiously in response, trying to wiggle in his grasp to lean towards him. Kai clicked his tongue, yanking harder so your neck was angled awkwardly away from him.

“Did I say you could move?”

“N-no,” you whimpered. “I’m s-sorry.”

In one quick motion he had you on his lap, eyes wide as you were now facing away from him, your belly on his lap. Pulling up the T shirt you had slipped on, his hand came to caress the skin of your bottom, rubbing gentle circles. You sucked in a breath as you realized that Kai was going to spank you for the first time. Your core clenched around nothing in anticipation and you bit your lip as you waited for him to say or do something. Instead, he went on with rubbing circles.

“Do you know what happens to girls who misbehave?”

Before you could respond, his hand pulled away and hit you hard. You let out a yelp, body rocking forward from the force of the impact. The skin on your bottom stung but Kai was quick to rub circles again to relieve some of the pain.

“I need you to count for me, angel. Can you do that?”

You nodded before croaking out a “one.”

“Good girl.”

Kai spanked you again, this time slightly harder. Tears began to form in your eyes as you gasped out “two,” your hands gripping the couch as pain seared through you. The feeling of his fingers rubbing you was a quick solace, but it was short-lived as he spanked you again.

After five spanks you were dizzy with arousal, tears falling down your face from the sheer intensity of the pain that had slowly blossomed into pleasure. Kai gently let you go and you collapsed onto the couch, rubbing your face into the cushions in an effort to hide the tears.

“Did I hurt you?”

The panic in his voice was subtle, but it was enough to make you feel bad.

“No, it was just a little . . . intense.”

He helped you sit up, reaching up to stroke your face apologetically.

“I’m sorry. I should have asked you before I did anything.”

You shook your head.

“No, I . . . actually enjoyed that.”

Kai smirked, chuckling under his breath as he shook his head.

“You seriously are going to be the death of me. Let’s get you ready so I can take you home.”

***

You were surprised to see Kirishima outside your house, sitting on your steps as he scrolled through his phone. Upon hearing you approach he looked up, giving you his trademark wide smile. You felt slightly guilty after remembering his response to hearing that you had a boyfriend, but you pushed it aside as you walked up the driveway towards him.

“Hey, what are you doing here?”

He stood, putting his phone into his jacket pocket.

“Your parents were getting worried so I covered for you. I said you had offered to stay behind to help Momo clean.”

“Sounds like something I would do,” you joked.

He sat back down, patting the space beside him. You hesitated before sitting beside him.

“Were you with him?”

You nodded, refusing to meet his gaze.

“I figured. You disappeared so quickly.”

“I know, it was a little last minute.”

It was silent for a moment before he cleared his throat.

“So . . . what’s he like?”

We have him every day for our last class.

“He’s . . . mature. We have a lot of the same things in common.”

“Yeah? Like what?”

You smiled as you remembered your first date with Kai at the bookstore.

“We both love to read. We exchange book recommendations all the time.”

“Sounds like your type.”

It was silent again before Kirishima hesitantly spoke.

“What does he look like?”

“K,” you sighed.

“I’m sorry, I’m prying. I just hope he makes you happy.”

“He does,” you smiled. “I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy.”

“Well, if you’re happy I’m happy.”

He stood, brushing his pants as he held out a hand to you.

“Wanna watch a movie or something?”

You smiled, taking his hand as you nodded.

“Sure. I’ll let you pick.”

#boku no hero academia #boku no hero imagines #my hero academia #my hero academia imagines #overhaul #overhaul imagines #overhaul x reader #overhaul x y/n #kai chisaki #kai chisaki imagine #kai chisaki x reader #kai chisaki x y/n #modern au #teacher student

[omgitstatertot]

Light in the Dark

Chapter Two

Chapter one || Chapter three

CW: Mentions of injury, child abuse, and neglect

“I don't like this Oshi…”

“Don’t worry (Y/N), this isn’t forever. I’ll make enough money from this new gig to retire super young and live a ‘proper’ life like you want me to.”

I look at the floor below my feet, trying to avoid his gaze. My brother always had a way of convincing me to be on board with his stupid plans. Not this time.

“Oshi, it’s too dangerous, and we both know dad’s connections aren’t the type to just ‘let’ you retire young.” I argue.

He covers my mouth with a scared look on his face.

“Lower your voice!! I wasn’t supposed to tell anyone where I was going and who is involved. If dad finds out I told you, he will tell his boss, and they will kill both of us!”

“I don’t care, I don't want you going!” I muffle into his calloused hand. “And chances are, you will die either way!”

He drops his hand as I continue.

“I can’t lose you..”

He chuckles as he turns around, putting the last of his things in his backpack.

“Lose me? Never! I will always be here for you (Y/N). And when I get rich, I’ll get you out of here and away from dad.”

He swings the backpack over his shoulder and gives me a hug tight enough that I can't breathe until he lets go.

“I’ll reach out soon, okay?”

He walks over to the door and opens it. He takes a step, but then he pauses and looks at me.

“I love you, kiddo. Don’t forget that.”

And he was gone.

I struggle to raise myself on my elbow. My father is still standing over me with a devilish look in his eyes.

“If it weren’t for your mother, I would have killed you back when you told me you enrolled in UA. But I know she would never forgive me. She loved you insipid creatures for some reason. So I let you continue to live in, and mutilate, MY home!” He tenses up, “And I let you continue to go to that incompetent school. But THIS is the kind of thanks I get? You are lucky that I don't freeze you to death right now.”

He takes a step towards me over the spread out papers. I flinch when he pulls his foot back to gain momentum. He swings his leg forward kicking my already bruised stomach. The recoil spreads to my whole body leaving me gasping for air. I feel blood start to trickle from my nose.

“This is your last warning (Y/N), forget about Oshi and forget about everything you think you know. If you don't start behaving yourself, even your mother won’t be able to stop me fro-”

The doorbell rings.

Oh thank god…

My father stops in place.

“Answer it.”

I try to stand up but fall back down. He grabs my shoulder and raises me to my feet.

“Go. And wipe your face off. If it's the cops, you haven’t seen me in a month.”

I wipe my nose with my hand, smearing the blood until it's gone. I hesitate, but then continue on across the room and down the stairs leaving me standing in front of my door. I begrudgingly open it and-

Mina?

“Hey girl!”

“What are you doing here?” I say, shocked.

“Well, Momo got a response from the school, they said we can use the pool tomorrow. She texted the group chat to let us know, but none of us had your number to tell you. And since I live the closest we decided I should come let you know in person… and get your number.”

“Oh.” I reply

“Are you ok? You look like you are in pain.”

I fight the tears forming in my eyes.

“Girl troubles,” I chuckle, “You know how it is.”

I hope that was believable…

“Oh I totally know how it is. Are you gonna be ok to go swimming tomorrow?” She asks.

“Oh, of course! I wouldn’t miss it! And my number is (xxx-xxxx).”

“Thanks girl! Alright, well I have to get going. My mom made dinner.” She says eagerly.

“Alright, bye Mina! I’ll see you tomorrow!”

I close the door and breathe out harshly. I almost lose my balance, but catch myself.

Do I have go back upstairs?

I shudder before taking the first step and continuing up the stairs. I begin to smell smoke and hurry up the stairs as fast as I can in this state. I reach the top and look around. I see my metal trash can in the middle of the floor with…

He burned the papers! D*mn it! I’m never gonna get that evidence again.

I quickly look around the rest of the room and I see my father standing in the corner in front of what looks like a purple warp gate.

“If you know what's good for you, you will forget about Oshi and anything you think you know about me and my associates.”

He steps back and suddenly he and the warp gate are gone. I pause until the smell of smoke becomes too overwhelming.

Sh**, the fire!

I quickly grab the lid to the trashcan off of the floor and try to smother the flame. To my luck, the fire went out before causing any damage to the house, but the damage to the papers is irreversible.

--Time Skip For Yall Cuties--

“The boys are here too?” Hagakure asks with a disappointed tone.

Momo replies, “Yes, they are here for endurance training. Just try to ignore them.”

I listen as everyone goes back and forth. Everyone is in the locker room getting changed. I glance away from my corner to see the girls putting on their bikinis and looking cute. I sigh before reaching for my school uniform.

Of course the one time I hang out with everyone I have to be the odd one out.

“Hey (Y/N),” Mina says, “Are you gonna wear the school uniform?”

I try to say yes, but now everyone is looking at me. In my nervousness, I just subtly nod my head.

“Why? You have that super cute bikini in your locker. Is it because of the boys? Mineta is pretty pervy, but I don't think he is here.”

“No it’s-” I gulped before raising my tee shirt to show my abdomen. “I just… Anyone could walk in and see.”

I see shocked looks from around the room and slowly lower my shirt with mortification pulsing through my veins.

What was I thinking? I should have just said my bikini didn’t fit.

Suddenly Yaoyorozu speaks. “So, we are all wearing our school suits?”

I look around, and everyone is in agreement.

Momo continues, "Alright, well, let's hurry up and get changed and then have some fun! And (Y/N), the bruising on your stomach is really bad. It looks like there is some internal bleeding. I won’t ask any more questions right now, but please let me take you to Recovery Girl while the rest of the girls get dressed.”

“Ok..” I say with tears forming in my eyes, “But you guys really don't have to do this. If anyone asks, I'll just say that I forgot my bikini. You all can still look cute. I’ll be fine. Don’t do this for me.”

“Girl, just hurry up and go to Recovery Girl and feel better!” Mina chimes, “Girl troubles my *ss!”

“And by the way.” Hagakure adds on, “Look at us, we look hot as h*ll no matter what we are wearing!” She poses like a model while everyone else laughs along with her shenanigans.

I chuckle along until Momo taps my shoulder signaling that we should go.

“You guys are amazing!” I say, unable to stop a tear from rolling down my cheek, “Thank you all, so much.”

I follow Momo out into the hallway. As soon as the door shuts I have to lean against the wall to keep my balance. My breathing speeds up and I start hyperventilating. Momo immediately uses her quirk to create a brown paper bag for me to breathe into. She rubs my back as I calm back down.

“It’s ok (Y/N),” She says kindly, “You will never have to worry about being a burden to us.”

How did she know what I was thinking?

“And I don’t know where that bruising came from, but I know it wasn’t training. They look like defensive wounds, so someone else did this… I’m assuming from your behavior that it was at home?”

I nod my head to let her know she is spot on.

“I won’t ask anything else,” she continues, “but you are safe now. And if you need somewhere else to stay just let me know. I have multiple guest rooms just begging for someone else to use them”

I always forget how rich she is…

“Thank you Momo,” I responded, “I might take you up on that after our training camp. But for now, the ‘threat’ will probably be keeping his distance.”

Momo and I finished talking, and she took me to Recovery Girl. It sparked some questions, but I played it off like I was sparring with someone and Momo hesitantly backed my story. She thinks I should tell the teachers so they can protect me. She doesn’t get it. If I tell them about my father, I will have to tell them EVERYTHING about my father. Including his affiliations with The League of Villains. They would think I am a mole.

No one understands that I resent the path my parents paved for me. I want to save people. I don’t know if I have what it takes to be #1, but I never want to live a life where I don't help others. I have seen what being a criminal is like first-hand, but what I can’t understand is why anyone would strive for that. I will do everything in my power to help others and make up for the pain and agony my own family has caused. Even if that means going against my own father…

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Thanks for the memories (even though they weren't so great)

Chapter 1

(^ link to ao3)

It was a clear aftermoon as the trio flew from the Northern Water tribe. The air was crisp, the clouds white and Aang was almost bouncing as he sat cross legged on Appa’s saddle with Momo sleeping around his neck like a living scarf.

“So, Ruko told me that the spirited I needed to find was Koh, since he was one of the oldest of spirits," said Aang as he retold his adventure on finding the ocean and moon spirits to Katara and Sokka. "But! I had to be super careful because Koh is known as the face stealer, and if I showed any emotion, he would steal my face!”

“Oh, wow Aang,” said Katara who was kneeling in front of Aang, wind whipping her hair loopies around her face, “That’s terrifying.”

Sokka only let out a hum as he leaned his arms on the edge of the saddle and gazed at the sky.

“Yeah! So, I went to find Koh like Ruko told me right,” said Aang to Katara who nodded and Sokka let out another hum.

“Well, I found his lair and as I was going to walk down the entrance, I saw a curly tail Bluenose.”

‘Aww,” said Katara.

“But! When it turned to me,” Aang said and slammed his hands on the saddle, Momo waking up little at the sharp movement and grumbled before going back to sleep. “It. Had. No. Face.”

Katara gasped and clasped her hands to her mouth. However, Sokka only turned his head and looked at Aang, as if the story were finally grabbing his attention.

“Yeah! It was so creepy, its face was just blank skin with fur surrounding it, nothing else.” Aang said shuddering.

“So, what did you do next?” asked Sokka, speaking for the first time since they left the Northern Water Tribe.

“Well, I remembered what Roku said about not showing emotion. So, I controlled myself and walked into the lair, and boy, was it dark!”

“Oh?” said Katara.

“Yeah! I could barely see anything.”

“How did you find Koh then?” asked Katara, leaning a little towards Aang.

“Well I walked down the path I could only just see, and I entered this room with all these roots going through it- Oh! I forget to say that his lair is in a giant dead looking tree- Anyway, I was in the room and without any warning, Koh appeared in front of me! I made sure not to let my surprise show, but it was pretty scary.” Aang looked away and rubbed the back of his head with his hand.

“Could you see what he looked like?” Sokka asked, now sitting cross legged with his hands in his lap and facing Aang.

Aang looked back to the two siblings and nodded “He kinda looked like a giant centipede and his face was set in the middle of the front end of his body. And his face was in an eyelid kind of thing where a lid would cover his face and when it lifted, a new face would be there.”

Sokka and Katara both scrunched up their faces, “Well that’s unnerving,” remarked Sokka.

Aang nodded. “Yep. He showed me a few faces too, one of them he only showed me after telling me that he'd met me before in a past life.”

“Wow, he knew a past life of yours?” asked Katara.

“Yeah, he said it was about 800 or 900years ago.”

Sokka and Katara both looked surprised.

“He,” Aang bit his lip and looked to his side, “He also told me that my past life tried to kill him then too.”

“What! Why?!” Sokka and Katara said at the same time.

Aang looked back at them and said quietly “He said it was because he took the face of someone they loved, and then showed me a face of this beautiful woman with long brown hair.” Aang then clenched his hands, took a deep breath and shouted, “He didn’t even sound sorry!” Momo flinched awake and tiredly chirped at Aang, slapping a little hand on his face.

“Aang?” said Katara softly, tilting her head to the side and raised a hand out towards him.

“He took her face! He showed me. He even sounded like he thought the memory was funny! But it wasn’t! It wasn’t funny, it wasn’t fair, she didn’t deserve it!”

“Aang?” Said Sokka with an almost puzzled look on his face.

Aang put his hands on his head, looked down and took gasping breaths that sounded as though he was sobbing. Momo now completely awake sitting on Aangs lap, trying to move Aang's hands away chirping hurriedly at him.

“Aang.” Sokka and Katara said at the same again, though Aang gave no impression that he noticed.

The siblings looked at each other. Then, both shuffled closer to the young avatar, each putting a hand on Aang’s shoulders. “Aang?” Katara tried again, this time also shaking Aang a little.

Aang put his arms down on his knees, so as to not hit Momo now patting Aang's face, and looked up. Both siblings gasped as they saw thin wet streams coming from Aang’s eyes.

“Aang, you’re crying.” Katara said softly, with her brows a little drawn.

Aang sniffed and used his arms to wipe his face, knocking off Sokka and Katara’s hands in the process, though leaving Momo be as he decided to curl up between Aang's shoulder and neck. “It hurts,” Aang said and rubbed a hand on his chest, over his heart. “It hurts me right here to know that he stole her face. But I don’t know why. I never even knew her. It was so long ago and it wasn’t even my life. So Why? Why does it hurt so much to know this?” Aang put his hands on his face and burst into tears again, this time stronger and louder.

“Aang,” Sokka said softly, putting his hand back on Aang’s shoulder that Momo was curled up on, “Aang buddy, I’m so sorry.”

Katara put her arm over Aang’s other shoulder, across his shaking back, and gave him a half hug as tears started to fall from her eyes too.

Neither sibling could do anything more, but only hold Aang as he grieved for a love that had long since passed.

#avatar the last Airbender #atla #aang #katara #sokka #koh the face stealer #fanfic

[shorkbrian]

Street Cat hybrid shoto seems to like you so much, even more than he likes his owner Momo

When you come to see momo, he is 24/7 by your side, following you around all day long, touching you and your things, licking your neck just like he always did since he was a lil baby cat *W* and even worst, he still cries when you have tô tô home!

Why aren’t you his owner? It was you who saved him, but you couldn’t have a hybrid at your apartment, so you left him with your best friend.

It was you who made him more human. Without you, shoto would be still living in the street. But how could he feel at home when his home is you?

One day, Momo sends a message asking you to take care of him while she works for a few days in another country. She says he only wants you, and gets pissy and teary when someone else comes

You are happy to help— i mean, things are being so stressful at your new work! It has been a week since you saw Shoto.

It just happen that you carry so many new smells

Shoto doesn’t like that >:(

(This is a prompt/request. Feel free to change things or deny this shit. I just want some beastial sex with yandere shoto who cries while humping your pussy bc he finally feels at peace)

hoooooo my gosh 

(What to expect - NSFW, noncon, scenting, thoughts of watersports)

Hybrid Shouto who’s long and lean, milky skin scarred and marred in places from the various fights he’s had while living on the street.

He’s got enough muscles to crush you when he hugs you, to put significant weight on you when he tries to cuddle up in your lap as you talk to Momo. 

You’re close with Momo, having fun “girls night” when you and Jirou go over and drink wine, do each others nails, and talk about whatever been’s going on that week.

Shouto never interrupts, is always quiet as long as he’s by your side, purring when you scratch behind his ear, stretching out so he’s sprawled across your legs where you’re sitting on the floor.

Jirou and Momo think it’s cute how attached the hybrid is to you, coo at him whenever the hybrid jumps to follow you around Momo’s house, touching everything you touch, rubbing his cheek against your shoulder, hovering one step behind you like a clingy shadow.

It’s hard to say goodbye, especially with Shouto clinging to you, jaw set, unshed tears shining in his eyes as he begs you to stay, just a little longer.

So “girls night” turns into a fun sleepover, no big deal.

It’s adorable when you wake up to find the hybrid curled up at your feet, tail tucked around his body as he snores softly, ears twitching. When you go to make coffee, you bump into Momo, and barely begin telling her about the cute occurrence, before Shouto is padding into the kitchen, frown on his face, immediately jumping towards you.

Crushes you in a hug, pushes you against the counter as he comforts himself by stroking your shoulder, licking at your neck. “Thought you left...” The hybrid whines.

It’s easy to see how much he cares for his savior.

When Momo asks you to watch him, of course you say yes. He’s easy to please, with an even temperament and hardly any bad habits. You’d say his worst habit is his clinginess, how you can’t even go to the bathroom without the hybrid lurking outside of the door, waiting for you to get out so he can be close to you again.

But it seems he’s developed some unsavory traits living on the streets, as he pushes you to the floor as soon as you cross into Momo’s home.

“You smell different.” And it’s not a question. The hybrid’s cold nose is tickling your skin, first at your hands, then your throat, ghosting over your face before he drops down, pushes up your shirt a little so he can nose at your stomach.

“Hey! Shouto wha-”

“You smell awful.” He hisses, tail puffing up, ears flat against his head. 

“I’m-I’m so sorry, I didn’t even realize.... I’ll go shower and change right now, okay? I’m sorry Sho’, I forgot you have such a sensitive nose.”

That calms him down a little bit, until you’re locking the bathroom door, Shouto stuck on the outside while you turn on the shower.

“Please let me in, I won’t look, just want to be close to you.” Comes his soft voice, and he sounds so sad, so plaintive, and you find yourself biting your lip.

“No, Shouto, I would like some privacy please while I shower. Afterwards we can cuddle or something, alright?”

There’s silence from the other side of the door, which is a tad worrying, but the quicker you can shower and change, the quicker you can go comfort the sensitive hybrid.

You find him curled up in his bed, buried underneath his blankets, frown on his face. It’s easy to slip in behind the hybrid, snuggling up against his furnace-like body heat.

No words are spoken, but the hybrid turns, buries his face into your neck, huffing and chuffing against your skin while you try not to squirm from the sensation. His little kitten licks tickle, especially when he starts grooming you, rough, textured tongue pulling rhythmically at your skin.

He dips too close to your chest, licking over your collarbone, but it’s innocent, harmless. Cats do this to each other when they feel safe, when they have a bond. You know Shouto is probably just trying to self-soothe after being left home all day. You know he’s a needy hybrid.

Shouto moves to lick at your arms, and that tickles even more, and you can’t stop from squirming and giggling a little when he licks at the crease of your elbow. Next thing you know, he has both of his slender, pale hands wrapped around one of your own hands, stuffing a few of your fingers into his mouth so he can suck on them.

You’re gasping in shock, surprised as you feel his fangs scrape over your flesh, the sensation strange and unexpected. “Shouto-!”

But the hybrid has his eyes closed, nose wiggling a bit as he falls into a rhythm, muscles relaxing as he settles down.

Another self-soothing gesture, you figure.

Today was a long day, and it doesn’t take too long before you get used to the unusual sensation of the hybrid’s tongue working over your fingers; it’s easy to fall asleep.

But when you wake up from your nap? Chaos.

Your shirt was askew, half your chest exposed, nipple pebbling in the cold as a neatly manicured hand rested over the meat of your breast.

The shorts you had slipped into out of the shower were still in place, but you were able to clearly feel the meat of Shouto’s erection as it rubbed against your mound, the hybrid’s hips stuttering forward as he panted above you, resting on an elbow.

He was gasping into your neck, quiet little breaths and held-back moans, trying not to wake you up.

But as soon as you got your bearings, began pushing at the hybrid, not even sure what to feel in this situation; Shouto lifted his head, blinking slowly.

“Want you to smell like me.” Is all the explanation that he offers, completely unmoving even as you get your hands underneath his chest and push.

“No-no, stop it, stop it right now Sho’.” Your voice is filled with panic, scratchy from sleep, weak.

Shouto shakes his head, buries it back into your neck as he starts licking at your skin, trying to comfort you, soothe you, calm you down. “I can’t...” But you knew what he was really saying, what was really running through his mind. I won’t.

The hybrid doesn’t settle until you’re drenched in sweat, wet and sticky from his cum as he’d pulled his cock out of his sleep shorts, came on your stomach, and thighs, and all over your shorts.

It doesn’t matter how much you squirm, how much you tell him that it’s wrong, how obviously unwanting you are of this treatment, Shouto doesn’t care.

Cum gets smeared on your face, into your hair, rubbed messily into your skin as Shouto nuzzles against you, purring as you tire from fighting him, grow limp underneath him, eyes staring blankly ahead as he violates you.

A small part of himself wants to go even further, to spread his seed into your mouth, down your throat, into your stomach. Shoot it deep into your womb, make you sticky and wet on not only the outside, but the inside too. An even worse, disgusting part of himself, a voice that Shouto refuses to listen to, gives him an urge to mark his territory in a primal, animalistic way.

Piss all over you, your belongings, until no one will come near you without smelling him.

Shouto wants you to smell like him, to smell claimed. By the time he’s done with you, it won’t matter how many showers you take - you won’t be able to rid yourself of his scent.

#Shouto #shouto todoroki #todoroki shouto #shouto x reader #bnha shouto #hybrid au #hybrid #bnha hybrid #todoroki #shoto todoroki #bnha todoroki #todoroki smut #Shouto smut #yandere todoroki #Yandere shouto #Yandere Shouto todoroki #Yandere todoroki shouto #Yandere bnha #tw.dubcon #tw.noncon #cat hybrid

[sorapricots]

Favoritism

Summary : You have a pet snake. One day your pet run away from it’s cage while you are not there but no one can bring it back to it’s cage not even Koda. Since they know your pet don’t like to be touch by anyone but you. But then Bakugou show up and save the day.

Genre : Slice of life

Warnings : swearing  

A/N : I’ve been wanting to have snake as my pet lately.. but my parents just won’t allowed me :(

Wc :  760+

“now be a good girl okay?” You said to your pet as you pet her head before you leave your room since you have to go to your parents’ house. Bakugou roll his eyes as he watch you treat the snake as your own daughter.

“Come on, leave that god damn snake. You’ll be late.” You let out a dramatic gasp as you cover it’s head with your palm. As the snake just let out it’s tongue while staring at Bakugou.

“Don’t say that in front of crystal! You hurt her feelings!” Bakugou’s eyes widened and his mouth was opened and closed before he shook his head and amusingly look at your direction.

“Okay okay whatever, now seriously put her back in her cage. You’ll be late. And yes I will watch over her.” You let out a smile before you kiss Crystal’s head and put her back to her cage.

Both of you and Bakugou left your dorm room as he will drop you to your parents’ house. Said that he did that so no one will try to mess with you when it’s just him want to spend sometimes more before he got separated from you.

Little did both of you know that you didn’t lock Crystal’s cage properly..

Mina, Uraraka, Jirou, Momo, Toru, and Tsuyu are talking in the living room while enjoying the afternoon tea Momo made when suddenly Mina feel something slither on her legs. She let out a high pitch scream when she saw Crystal on her legs and quickly jump away as she can see Crystal open her mouth in defense.

Some of the boys quickly rush to the living room only to see Mina and Uraraka hugging each other while standing on the sofa.

“What happened?” Kirishima asked. Mina’s finger quickly pointed to the floor where Crystal now innocently look up to her. Kirishima let out a relief sigh as he walk towards them try to pick Crystal up. Only for Crystal to try to bite him. Luckily he hardened his arm in time to Crystal’s teeth clashed against him.

“Koda could you try to use your quirk on it?” Sero asked in curiosity since theoretically Koda’s quirk should manage to let him talk to the animals. Koda crouch down a little as he try to talk to Crystal only to flinch when Crystal hiss on him.

“she refused to go back. She’s searching for (y/n).” Koda softly spoke. The room went gloomy when they realized it probably will take a couple days before you come back from your parents’ house.

“What the fuck is happening in here?” Bakugou’s voice make everyone jolt from their place. They look at Bakugou contemplating if they should tell him about Crystal or not. But decided to just let him find it out himself.

“Why this shitty snake is out here? Who let her out?” Bakugou frown as he reached down for Crystal. The other gasp scared that it will bite him and he will blast them away.

Only to find Crystal comfortably slither to his arm before she circled around his neck.

“Who let her out?” Bakugou scream a little while his hand covered Crystal’s head. The other shook their head.

“It escaped from it’s cage.” Kaminari said plainly. Bakugou furrowed his eyebrows as he let out a harsh huff.

“It’s ‘her’ not ‘it’” he said before he left the living room to his room. Leaving his classmates confused and scared.

For the next couple days the others will watch Bakugou walking around the dorm with Crystal circling his neck sometimes she follow him slithering on the floor. Until finally you show up.

“(y/n)!” Momo called as she saw you replace your shoes with slippers. You smile before you feel something touch your feet.

“Crystal? Wait why are you outside your cage?” You asked as you pick her up and nuzzle her face to your cheek.

“She ran out from her cage. Creating a fucking havoc in the dorm before I come back when you just left a couple days ago. And now she won’t even stay in her god damn cage and keep trying to escape from your room so I take her with me.” Bakugou stand in front of you with his hands in his pockets. You let out a worried gasp as you look at Crystal.

“Bad girl. You are a bad girl. Did she hurt someone?” Bakugou just shook his head half heartedly as he picked up your luggage and walk you to your room as you busy scolding your snake.

“They look like a married couple.” Said Todoroki.

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou #bakugou x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #katsuki bakugo mha #katsuki bakugo imagine

[goldenkirstein]

the haze of your glimmer

— part of bun's polaroid collab

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pairing: mikasa x fem! reader

wc: 3.2k+

cw: smut (18+ minors DNI), cheating, slight coercion & dubcon, reader has female anatomy, degradation, fingering, oral (f! recieving), praise, biting, spit, slight nipple play.

a/n: ty @fiaficsxo for beta-reading <3 and ty @peachy-momos for letting me join the collab !!

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smut under the cut

2 pm, female client. She wants pictures to surprise her fiance with, bringing in his shirt and other pieces along with accessories, comfortable with nudity.

The details of the post-it note your assistant had left you earlier flashed in your mind as you observed the meek woman standing at the front door.

This is her first boudoir shoot!

Dressed in a modest jeans and a -shirt, the raven-headed woman looked unassuming as her eyes moved around the studio. You cleared your throat, and her focus immediately shifted to you.

“Mikasa Ackerman, right? I think you’re my two pm appointment. It’s nice to meet you; I’m the photographer that’ll be working with you today” You gave her a kind smile and continued to introduce yourself. She quickly nodded, walking over to the front desk at which you were sitting.

You stood up from your seat, watching as she fidgeted with the strap of her duffel bag, “Sorry, I’m a little nervous; I’ve never really done anything like this before.” A slight blush tinted her cheeks as she spoke — she was a pretty thing, no denying that.

“Of course, It’s normal to be a little nervous, but rest assured, I’m going to do my best to make you feel as comfortable as possible.” Mikasa’s shoulders relaxed as she listened. “My assistant told me a little about you, but I’d like to talk to you a bit more before we start.” She gave you a tender smile and nodded, making the heat rise to your cheeks.

Brushing off the feeling quickly, you led her to the back of the studio, opening the sliding door to reveal the setup for the shoot. She gaped at the sight of the large king-sized bed placed in the center of the room, covered by a sheer pink canopy that glittered under the studio lights.

“It’s so–I’ve never–” She turned to face you, a look of amazement clear in her eyes. You giggled at her expression, but a sense of pride mixed with something else you couldn’t tell filled your chest as you watched the young woman.

“I was unsure about doing this, but this setup is beautiful.” Your breath hitched at the praise she was giving you.

“I’m glad you followed through”

Gesturing her to sit on the couch in the corner of the room, you sat next to her and began to explain the details of the shoot. However, your eyes kept glancing down at her lips. She had been chewing on her bottom lip; the action wasn’t intended to be suggestive, probably a habit, but with the way her soft, plump lips looked and the way she would nod after everything you would say had your mind reeling.

“Are you okay?” Mikasa furrowed her eyebrows as she looked at you with worry. Clearly, she had taken notice of the way you were tripping over your sentences.

“Y-yeah, the lights are making it a little hot. D-do you want anything to drink?” Her expression softened, but there was still a hint of confusion laced in her voice as she quietly asked for a glass of water.

Standing up from the couch, you slid open the doors and walked over to the mini-fridge next to the front desk, grabbing a bottle of water.

You squeezed your eyes shut, reminding yourself that this was a client and that you should maintain an air of professionalism. However, as you walked back to Mikasa, your mind couldn’t help but wander to the thought of how she would look sprawled out on the cotton sheets, bare and exposed for you. Shaking your head to rid yourself of the images taking space in your head, you tried to control your erratic breathing before presenting yourself to Mikasa.

What you hadn’t expected to see when you stepped past the doors was Mikasa holding up different lingerie pieces in her hands.

Her eyes met yours, and she smiled sweetly before innocently lifting up two different pieces of the lacy fabric, “Which one do you think should I try on first?”

You sharply inhaled, blinking at the woman sitting in front of you. “Black. Um, black lingerie always photographs well.” The water that had condensed on the bottle began to drip down your hand, making you shiver as you responded.

This is a client. Remain professional.

Swallowing thickly, you stepped over to hand the bottle of water to Mikasa, a soft smile etched on her face as she reached out to grab it from you. The soft pads of her fingertips grazed over your fingers as you handed her the bottle. Her gentle touch was enough to get your heart racing.

For a brief moment, the both of you held on to the bottle, neither pulling away. Mikasa’s lips parted as she lifted her heavy lashes to gaze up at you before quickly pulling her hand away and muttering a small thank you.

“I-it’s no problem.” You wet your lips, wiping your palm on your jeans, “um, if you’re ready, we can start now.”

Her eyes widened, mouth opening and closing as if she were a fish out of water, “Do, do you want me to get naked?”

You choked on your spit, her words causing you to raise your eyebrows, “F-fuck. No. I mean, no, you don’t have to just yet.” Nervously chuckling, your initial shock died down, and you watched Mikasa’s face turn a bright red.

How were you going to get through this without bursting a fuse?

“Oh yeah. Of course not. Is there anything you want me to wear?” She waved her hands around anxiously, your eyes being drawn to the giant diamond on her ring finger shimmering as it caught the light.

“I think let’s start with the black teddy and wear your hus–fiance’s shirt on top.” Walking over to your desk, you busied yourself by fiddling with your camera, glancing up at Mikasa as she stepped behind the room divider to change.

You bit your lip, staring down at the lens, hoping to steady your breathing. Wetness gathered in your panties the longer you thought about Mikasa standing barely naked a mere couple of meters from you. She was making it hard for you to complete your job.

Her soft voice calling out your name broke you out of your thoughts. Turning your head, the breath was knocked out of your lungs as you took in the sight in front of you.

There she stood, scantily clad, the white button-up slipping from her shoulders. Mikasa chewed the inside of her cheek as she watched your eyes trail down her frame. There was a certain hunger in your look, and despite her fingers itching for her to cover up her body, she couldn’t deny that a tiny part of her enjoyed the way you were shamelessly raking over her figure.

“How do I look?” The simple question broke you out of your trance as Mikasa timidly brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear.

Gorgeous, stunning, perfect.

“Good. You look good.”

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The faint clicking of the camera filled the room as you walked around the bed, taking pictures of the woman who laid in the center.

“You’re doing great; for the next one, I want you to place a hand over your chest softly.” The white button-up had been discarded, leaving Mikasa in the lace teddy, which did little to conceal her skin.

She silently nodded and slowly brought her hand up from her side, fingers grazing over the black lace donning her body, eyes staring into the camera’s lens.

Her newfound confidence made you gulp as you observed the woman, your face hidden behind the camera. Slowly lowering it, her eyes locked on yours, and you swear you could hear your heartbeat in your ears. Mikasa was looking up at you, her half-lidded eyes darkening with want; the tension was getting unbearable to tolerate.

“Where should I put my hands?” Her voice was breathy as she spoke, hair messy and strewn about on the sheets.

“Place them on your che-”

“I need your help. Please.”

You pursed your lips before setting your camera down on the side table. Mikasa’s lips curved into a small smile as the bed sank under your weight as you crawled over to her.

Carefully you took her hand in yours, the feeling of her skin against yours making goosebumps rise on your arm. You tried not to stare at the curve of her breasts, the soft, supple flesh spilling out of the edges of the frilly lingerie. However, with where you were guiding her hands to, it was difficult to ignore.

Your breathing was getting more strained as you delicately posed her fingers on the round of her breast, and a soft sigh fell from Mikasa’s lips.

“Are you nervous? I can feel your heartbeat.” She peered up at you, hand still in your grip. Once again, her lips parted; this time, her tongue peeked out, sweeping gently over her bottom lip before she caught it in between her teeth.

She arched her back slightly, leaning into your touch, a gasp tumbling from her mouth as her fingers grazed over her clothed nipple.

“Mikasa-”

Her thin fingers grasped onto your wrist as she released her hand from your grip, placing it directly on her tit. Without thinking, you lightly squeezed, making her hiss.

“Mikasa, we shouldn’t, this is-”

“I want you. I want you to touch me.” She directed your hand down her body, your breath hitching once she placed it in between her legs, her clothed cunt soaking wet.

“This isn’t a good idea.” You tried bringing your hand up, but your fingers brushed over her sensitive nub making her moan; Mikasa’s eyes were blown out with lust as her chest rose and fell rapidly. “You know what, fuck it.”

You brought your hand up, reaching behind her head to pull her up slightly before leaning down yourself. Your lips grazed over hers, and you could feel her dark lashes fluttering shut against your cheek as you pressed your lips against hers.

She moaned into the kiss, her hands coming up to grip your shirt, pulling you closer. Parting your lips, you swiped your tongue over her bottom lip, to which she opened her mouth. You licked into her mouth faintly before capturing her lip between your teeth and tugging lightly.

You laid her back down, your hand travelling on its own accord to cup her needy cunt, making her arch her back, pushing her tits flush against your chest.

“So fucking gorgeous.” Smiling, you broke away from the heated kiss leaving behind a trail of spit connecting the both of your lips together.

Pressing a couple of kisses along her jaw, you worked your way down to her neck. Using your free hand, you tugged at the strap of the bodysuit before letting it snap back on her shoulder, making Mikasa whine. She made quick work of her hands, lowering the straps of the teddy, allowing her tits to fall out freely. Cupping one breast with your palm, you latched on to her nipple, flicking it with your pointed tongue before circling the hardened nub. Mikasa squirmed on the sheets, her hands gripping them tightly, knuckles turning white as soft mewls fell from her lips.

“More. I want more.” You released her nipple from your mouth with a pop, the swollen bud slick with your spit. Her eyes glistened as she pleaded for more of your touch.

You dragged a finger down her panties, making her whimper, “This what you want? Hmm? Barely even know me, and you’re already acting like a bitch in heat.” Your words made her toes curl as your fingers worked her clit.

Sitting up, you got a good look at the woman underneath you, her chest heaving, lips swollen and red lipstick messily smeared around her mouth.

“Take this off.” Removing your hand from her pussy, you watched as she whined at the sudden loss of contact. Your gaze hardened, and she quickly obeyed your instructions, shimmying out of the black bodysuit, leaving her bare in front of you.

She looked better than you imagined.

You tore your eyes away from her body for a couple of seconds before they settled on the small polaroid camera on the side table.

You were the artist, and she was the muse.

Crawling over to the table, you grabbed the camera, pressing a couple of buttons, before the familiar whirring of it signalled that you had brought it to life.

“W-what are you doing?” Whipping your head around, Mikasa was now sitting up fully; her chest tinged a soft pink as confusion laced her voice.

“What? You’re gonna get shy on me now? I just wanna show you how beautiful you look. Are you going to let me do that?” You purred out, a mischievous grin painting your face as you spoke. She furrowed her brows before obediently nodding, the action making your insides stir with excitement.

Climbing back over to her with camera in one hand, you used your other to lie her back down. Spreading her legs open, you saw her tight hole clench around nothing, desperate to be fucked by your fingers.

“Such a good girl, aren’t you?” Dragging a finger up her glistening slit, you watched as she shivered under your touch.

You raised your finger, pushing it past her lips, resting it on her tongue as she diligently sucked. A gasp left your mouth as she hollowed her cheeks around your digit. “My turn to taste, baby.” She released your finger, and you took hold of her chin with your index and thumb, tilting her face upwards before you slid your mouth against hers. You moaned into the kiss; her taste was still present on her lips.

She broke away from the kiss first, her dark eyes staring into yours, ridden with lust. You shifted your body so that you were straddling her, your knees next to her hips. Then, bringing the camera up to your face, you angled the tiny viewfinder till her tits came into focus, making sure to cut out her face, except for her lips. Mikasa squeezed her eyes shut when she heard the click of the camera, waiting for the bright white flash to subside before opening them.

“God, you look better than anything I’ve ever seen.” The small polaroid developed as you shook it in between your fingers before placing it on the edge of her bed alongside the camera.

You moved down her body, slipping her legs over yours so that her thighs rested on yours, “I want you so bad.” Mikasa desperately whined out for you.

“Where do you want me, doll?” You languidly traced patterns on her plush thighs; from where you sat, you could see her pussy weep, her clit sore and aching for your touch.

The young woman turned her head, huffing out in annoyance. She wasn’t used to using her words, “Come on, princess, I won’t touch you till I hear you say it.”

“T-touch my pussy.” You chuckled at her embarrassment as the words fell from her lips. She turned to face you, eyes slowly meeting yours. For a moment, the shy innocent girl that you had met a few hours ago had returned.

You shimmied down till you were eye-level with her glistening sex, peering up at her, you blew on her clit.

“Aah, feels good.” She choked out a moan as you began to place sloppy kisses on her inner thighs, nibbling and biting at the flesh, your hands holding both of her legs apart.

You licked a tentative stripe up her slit, making her back arch in pleasure. Bringing your hands closer to her cunt, you spread her pussy apart with your thumbs. You teased her leaking hole, which made her squeal. A mix of your spit and her slick coated your chin and mouth as you sucked on her sensitive lips, nose burying further into her sweet cunt.

Mikasa tried to stifle her moans as she leaned up on her elbows, head thrown back in pure bliss. Sinful sounds filled the room as you slurped and licked up her juices. You pinched her thigh, making her look back at you. Her eyelids were heavy as she tried to focus on you, writhing on the sheets when she felt you flatten your tongue against her swollen nub.

“Fingers, need your, s-shit, fingers.” You moaned in response, sending vibrations through her body. Latching around her clit, you began to suck, your fingers coming to prod at her tight hole. Waves of pleasure spread throughout her body, fire pooling in her stomach.

Testing the waters, you pushed a finger past the tight ring of muscle, her cunt already sucking you in, removing your mouth from her clit; you looked down at your finger disappearing inside of her dripping hole.

Mikasa bucked her hips up when you curled your finger, hitting her sweet spot, “You like that? Fuck, look at you, squirming from just one finger. Tell me, does your fiance touch you like this?” You bit at the fat of her thigh, making her groan out your name, “Answer me.”

“N-no, mmph–no, they don’t.” Her thighs were trembling at this point, orgasm quickly approaching.

Letting out a breathy laugh, you slipped another finger inside her sopping cunt, hissing at the tightness. You continued to thrust both fingers in her pussy, before curling them up to rub against the ridged spot that made her scream. The hilt of your palm ground against her sore clit, and Mikasa brought her hand down, wrapping her fingers around your wrist, holding it there.

Sitting back on your haunches, you leaned back to grab the camera with your free hand. Mikasa whimpered when she saw you, but she was too far gone to care — the only thing on her mind was the tightening coils in her abdomen threatening to snap.

“Holy fuck.” You watched her face contort in pleasure as her climax hit her through the viewfinder. Trying your best to focus the camera, you hastily took the picture, fingers continuing to pump in and out of her. Her mouth was open in a silent scream, thighs trembling, body teeming with pleasure, as she rode out her high. She was so lost in her euphoria that she hadn’t noticed that you had taken a photo.

You slid your fingers out of her cunt, eyes glued to the way were glistening with her juices; you sucked them clean before grabbing the polaroid, shaking it as it developed. Mikasa’s eyes were still screwed shut, chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Leaning closer, you placed a couple of kisses on her sweat-slicked collarbones, her eyes flickering open, slowly blinking at you.

“You feel okay? Want some water?” Tilting your head, you observed the woman as she tried to think of a response.

“U-uh, yeah. That was, yeah, amazing” Mikasa brought her hand up to rub at her eyes and tried to sit up. Her voice was hoarse as she spoke. You pressed a quick kiss on her shoulder.

“It was.” You grinned at her, and got off the bed before realizing the polaroid was still in your hand. The picture had developed, and you stared down at it, biting your lip at the sight. She looked at you confused, fiddling with her engagement ring. You tossed the picture on the bed, and she scrambled towards it, eyes widening when she saw it.

Chuckling, you stepped away from the bed, walking away from the flustered Mikasa, shooting a wink in her direction, “I think we got some good shots in today, don’t you think so?”

a/n: this took me a while to write, hopefully the length is alright !!

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[twicecorner]

Jeju Island

Twice Jihyo x Male Reader

2487 words ; smut nsfw

A/N: this is my first piece so sorry if its kinda bad lol, but enjoy! also would love some feedback on it!

You sat and watched in awe while Twice finished their shoot for their latest comeback, Alcohol-Free. They were dancing outside at this resort on Jeju island with the sun setting in the background. As the sun set soon turned to night, the nice hot weather soon changed to a chilly sea-breeze night. The girls were dancing in dresses and short sleeve tops so you and the rest of the staff brought out blankets, padded jackets and hand warmers for them. Soon they finished and wrapped up. “Party time!!” Jeongyeon yelled with her fists in the air. “Woohoo wrap party at the beach everyone!” yelled Chaeyoung from behind.

The girls went to change and the staff quickly began cleaning up. While you were busy taking apart one of the tall light trees, you couldn’t help but catch a glimpse of Jihyo walking back into the building, watching as her hips swung from side-to-side with every step. She looked back right as you were about to look away and ended up getting caught with those big sharp eyes of her. As you quickly looked away you thought you could see a little smirk appear on her face as she continued her way back in. You didn’t think anything of the smirk as you were heading to the beach with some other staff, but you couldn’t get that look in her eyes out of your head. Maybe she was just laughing at you because she caught you staring, or maybe she was mad? You shook it off and just wanted to let go and celebrate after a long week of shooting.

At the beach you were met with what was somewhat reminiscent of the Dance The Night Away set, there were a couple of tables and chairs set up, a table full of snacks, and an open bar that was not very “Alcohol-Free.” You head straight for the bar to get your hands on any type of drink to start the night. Music was playing and everyone was having a good time, the director made a small speech and Jihyo had a few words to say thanking everyone for their hard work. The girls were unlike many idols, they chatted, danced, ate and drank with their staff members, as if they’d been friends for years (which many of them were). You were somewhat new to the team and one of the youngest members, but you fit in well and were pretty likeable among most everyone on the team.

Later into the night you’d had a few drinks, made a fool of yourself on the dance floor after Momo drunkenly challenged you to a dance-off, and chatted with almost everyone there. At some point in the night you noticed Jihyo walking off along the beach. You grabbed a bottle of soju from the bar and jogged off to catch up to her. “Hey..!” you sheepishly said a few feet behind her, she kind of jumped out of surprise but soon relaxed when she realized it was you. “Hi y/n!” she said with a smile on her face. You both were now a ways away from the party. “I thought you might want some company walking out here” you said holding up the bottle. She laughed and said, “Actually, I’d love some company, I love this - walking along the beach at night, listening to the waves.” she stopped and looked off into the vast ocean that was lit up by the bright moon above.

“Wow, I don’t remember the last time I saw this many stars” you say, taking a swig of soju. You hand the bottle to Jihyo and watch as she elegantly takes a drink, you analyze almost every part of her involved in the action. From her arm bringing the bottle to her lips, her eyes slightly closing, and her neck and throat as she swallows the smooth liquor. “Wow” you accidentally say out loud. She looks over at you and smirks the same one as earlier. She’s wearing this white dress with a red flower in her hair, she looks absolutely stunning even in just the moonlight. You look up at the stars again, “A beautiful night with an even more beautiful girl, even the moon and stars think so,” you look back at her, “or else they wouldn’t be shining this bright for me to see you so well.” She giggles and playfully hits you on the shoulder, “Shut up, that’s just the soju talking.” “Maybe, maybe not” you say, taking a step closer to her. “You know, y/n, I always catch you staring at me, but for some reason you never catch me staring at you.” Jihyo says slyly while pointing her finger and poking your chest. “Now that’s the soju talking,” you reply sarcastically. “What I mean to say is that you make it too obvious, no one can know we’re together” she says. You sigh in response, “I know ‘it’s against the rules’” you say making air quotes and rolling your eyes, “but don’t like half of the members know?” “That doesn’t matter, I just don’t want the entire team and country and world knowing, at least not yet… for your sake anyways.” she looks down at her feet shyly and grabs the bottle from your hand again and takes another drink, a long one for that matter. You take the bottle back which is now about ⅓ of the way done and finish the rest. 

You look around to make sure no one’s around and say, “Jihyo you must be pretty worked up after this long week of shooting, it would be such a waste to come all this way to the island and not be able to get a moment of relaxing.” You take a step closer, put your hands on her waist, and pull her into you. She looks up at you, her eyes once filled with tipsy-ness and stress, now filled with love and lust. You lean in and kiss her while she wraps her arm around your neck and weaves her hands through your hair. The kiss soon becomes passionate as you run your tongue along her bottom lip begging for permission. She gladly allows and soon your tongues are battling, you take your hand and tilt her head to the side allowing you access to her neck, you move your mouth kissing along her jaw up to her ear and nibbling on her earlobe causing her to let out a gasp. You move your way kissing down her neck and quickly finding her sweet spot which earns you a moan directly into your ear. Much like her singing, Jihyo’s moans were almost melodic, smoothly entering your ear and casting a spell on you. Her hands begin to yank at the bottom of your shirt, you pull away from her to take it off and lay it flat on the sand, you suddenly pick her up, taking her by surprise and kiss her deeply. “Don’t worry no one will see us or hear us all the way out here, especially in the dark” you whisper into her ear then kissing it. She grabs a handful of your hair and crashes your lips back together as you lay her down onto your shirt on the sand. On top of her you dive back into her neck and kiss your way down her chest, licking and gently sucking every now and then. She moans as you grasp her breast with your hand needing it while the other hand holds you up. You slip off the straps of her dress to reveal her gorgeous tits, only taking a moment to admire them in the moonlight. Jihyo looks up at you, “Don’t just look at them, baby.” she says, raising an eyebrow. With that you dig in, taking her left nipple into your mouth and sucking gently while you knead and play with the other. “Ohh fuckk y/n, just like that” she moans while her fingernails dig into your shoulders. Once you’ve completely covered one nipple in spit, you switch, now massaging the left and sucking on the right.

You sit back up, “I want this to be about you, this is for you to enjoy and relax after all your hard work Jihyo” you tell her moving down her body. Next you pull up the bottom part of her dress to reveal her white lace panties, you could see a wet spot right in the center. You smile to yourself and pull them off of her. Jihyo looks down at you and smirks while she opens her legs for you to see her glistening pussy in the moonlight. You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding and dig in. You start by kissing your way down her inner thigh before reaching your desired destination. Her legs shudder in anticipation as you near her warmth and place a gentle kiss on it. You slowly lick up and down her slit earning a low moan from her and she grabs and tries to push your head into her wanting more. You quicken your pace, licking and sucking up all of her juices. Jihyo begins grinding her hips into your face and you find her clit and suck hard on it. You suck and circle your tongue around her swollen nub causing her to buck her hips as she digs her nails into your scalp. With how wet she is, you easily slip two fingers into her, “oh yessss y/n, that feels so good” she moans. You curl your fingers up and easily find her spot as you continue to lap up her wetness. As you continue to hit her spot she breathing hitches and you take the opportunity to take her clit back between your lips. “Y/n I- I’m gonna cum soon” She says breathily. You take a moment, still fingering her, to move back up right next to her ear and say in a low voice, “Cum for me, cum all over my mouth and fingers.” You quickly move back down to your position and start licking and sucking, as if on cue, you feel her pussy begin to pulsate around your fingers and juices start flowing out of her, “yes! Y/NNNN! I’m cumming!” she practically yells as she orgasms, her thighs clamp around your head almost suffocating you in her center. You slowly move your fingers in and out of her as she comes down and continue to lick and clean her up. Once she comes down she pulls you up for a deep kiss and knowing how much she loves it, you let her taste herself on your tongue. You both moan into eachothers mouths as she recovers from her high.

“Your turn baby,” she whispers into your ear as she flips the two of you, so now you’re on your back with her straddling you. She takes a moment to fully discard herself of her dress and to pull down your pants and underwear. She looks up at you while she takes your member out of its painfully restraining jail. Jihyo strokes your cock slowly a few times before licking up its entire length and swirling her tongue around the tip, gathering up all the precum on the center of her tongue. “I’ve missed this” she says after tasting and swallowing your precum. “Mmm fuck Jihyo” you moan letting your entire body relax and melt into the sand as she engulfs your cock into her warm mouth. She bobs her head up and down a few more times as she massages your balls, your hands find their way into her hair guiding her and meeting her mouth with your hips. Suddenly she takes you out of her mouth with a pop, you look down at her and she’s repositioning herself on top of you. You move your hands to her hips while she takes your cock and strokes it through her slit a few times before lining it up with her hole. Jihyo drops down onto your dick with ease and you both moan as your hips meet, you stay like that for a second, enjoying the feeling of the first entry, your entire cock surrounded by her wet, tight warmth. Jihyo starts slowly bouncing up and down, riding you with her hands holding her up on your thighs. You reach up and start massaging her tits, “fuck babe that feels good” she moans. After a few minutes she leans forward now so her hands are on your chest, you grip her hips and start thrusting into her. Your cock slips easily in and out of her slick hole, you start thrusting harder and faster and she gasps and moans into your ear. “You’re so tight baby, you feel so fucking good on my cock” you moan. “Harder y/n I’m gonna cum again soon” Jihyo moans.You take her arms and hold them behind her back and raise your hips to get a better angle, you thrust faster and harder into her and she throws her head back in pleasure. “Fuck I’m gonna cum soon too” you tell her. “Inside baby, I want to keep your cum inside me so I can feel you all night when we go back to the party, I want your cum inside me so bad y/n” Jihyo says into your ear. You let go of her arms which find their way around your neck into your hair and you grab her ass. “Oh fuck! Right there! I’m cumming y/n!” Jihyo moans as she pulls your hair and bites into your shoulder to suppress her scream, her pussy pulsates violently around your cock and you can’t hold on any longer. A few more thrusts later and your vision becomes white, you moan her name as you fill her to the brim with your cum, painting her insides as her pussy continues to pulsate and milk you of your seed. Once you practically regain consciousness, you pull out of her and Jihyo manages to keep most of your load inside of her, what leaks out she catches with her hand and tastes, “Mmm yummy” she says sucking on her fingers. “Next time I want to taste the full load” she says smirking. “At least now we can say we’ve both relaxed from this trip.” you say pulling your pants back up. “We definitely need to come back here when I’m off” Jihyo responds putting her dress back on. She finds her discarded panties and puts them into your pocket before kissing you on the cheek and whispering, “For if you miss me later and want to return them. Thanks for helping me relax baby.” You put your shirt back on and kiss her, “I love you Jihyo.” “I love you too, Y/n” she says, taking your hand and walking back towards the party.

#twice #twice smut #twice fanfic #jihyo #jihyo smut #male reader #kpop smut #kpop fanfic

[n0bamak1s]

lazy days - maki zenin x reader

request: “Could you maybe do a maki x reader fluff? Like maybe just a lazy day playing video games or something like that.” - @mvddison99

summary: after you shut off her alarm clock so she can get some rest, maki reluctantly agrees to a lazy day with you, and ends up enjoying it much more than expected. (genre: domestic-ish fluff, slice of life)

warnings: some swearing but it’s mostly just pure fluff!

word count: 2.7k

a/n: i did NOT plan to make it this long lol i’m just a sucker for writing maki! i didn’t really explicitly state what the reader and maki’s relationship is so it can be read as an established relationship or not depending on what you like! i had a ton of fun writing this so hopefully y’all like it! :)

maki zenin doesn’t do ‘lazy days’. not willingly, at least.

when you’d told inumaki of your plan to shut off her alarm clock to get her to sleep in and take a day off, he couldn’t help thinking you must have some kind of death wish to do that. you’d argue that you were staging an intervention in the name of self care. he knew the reason you’d gone to him with your idea was because he couldn’t talk any sense into you.

he also knew that you actually just wanted maki to take a day off so you’d have an excuse to hang out with her in your pajamas all day.

despite the countless times gojo would use a day off as an incentive during your missions, when you finished you’d always be greeted by the same sheepish smile and excuse as to why your day off would be pushed back. for a grown man, he sure was childish when it came to planning stuff. in contrast to the groans of disappointment that came in response from you, inumaki and panda, maki never seemed phased by the extra days you’d spend sparring in the blistering sun. while gojo moved his hands wildly as he apologized, she’d simply shrug and swing her weapon of choice over her shoulder with a bored expression on her face. gojo always seemed relieved when she’d interrupt his plea for forgiveness to a group of teenagers to ask him when the next mission was.

over the past two weeks or so, you’d begun to notice the semblance of exhaustion around maki, one you weren’t even sure she was aware of. her glasses emphasized the purple tinted bags lining her eyes, and her nose was dusted with a sunburn that was oddly reminiscent of that momo girl from kyoto. they were subtle changes in the way she carried herself as well, in the way her shoulders slumped ever so slightly when she rested the wooden ends of her weapons on them. it was such a slight difference that it seemed only you could know so quickly.

so it’s not hard to imagine the joy that flashed across your face when you realized your plan in unplugging her school issued alarm clock had been successful. before then, you’d only woken up before maki once, due to an early morning mission with inumaki. that day, when surprise flashed across your face at the sight of maki awake at just 6 a.m on a saturday, now seemed a contrast to your current state. the clock read 10 a.m as you were interrupted from mulling over your breakfast with inumaki and paves with the sound of steps shuffling against the floor, followed not soon after by maki, clad in baggy plaid pants and a loose fitting tee shirt. you watched as she stretched her arms above her head, making her shirt ride up slightly from the waistband of her pants. a part of you felt as if you’d gotten lucky to see her in that moment, with her green hair cascading past her shoulders, and her yet to be brushed bangs messy as they slightly masqueraded her eyes like a sheepdog overdue for a trim. as she rubbed her eyes into focus, her gaze landed on you, clearly trying to stifle a smile for whatever reason.

“what’re you so happy about?” her voice was raspy as she straightened her posture.

oh, you were definitely lucky to see her like this.

“sleep well?” you raised an eyebrow with a teasing tone. she could practically hear the smug grin threatening to stretch across your face. had it not already been obvious who the culprit was, that would’ve been a dead giveaway of the way her stolen batteries from her alarm clock were collecting dust on your bedside table. she sent a lazy glare your way, but there was clearly no malice behind it.

“if i say i did, will you leave me alone?” her tone was almost playful as she stepped towards you, bending her knees to be at eye level with you while you sat. she probably didn’t notice that she wasn’t nearly as intimidating with her old pajamas and messy hair.

“no can do.” you no longer held shame in the catlike grin on your face. “gojo is finally letting us have that day off he always promises, and i’m not letting you use some excuse about being ‘too busy with training.’” those last few words were spoken with a monotone infliction in a weak attempt to poke fun at her almost robotic training schedule.

a roll of her eyes, but she made no point to move from her position. when she crouched down to your sitting form, her eyes remained focused on you despite the sleepiness still swimming in them. your noses were mere inches apart.

“and if i do?”

“i already told gojo to lock up the weapons, plus everyone else is occupied with relaxation.” you feigned sheepishness.

“oh noooo, i’m sure it’d be impossible to make it past his advanced security system.” her voice oozed of sarcasm and her head tilted slightly, a smirk daring to sneak past her lips.

the staring match you were unaware you’d been putting so much effort into was interrupted by a groan from inumaki. he made a face of disgust in your direction as you both turned to face him. if he could, you were sure he’d mutter something annoyedly about you two needing to get a room. your face contorted to send some sort of distorted glare his way as he got up to leave the room.

maki cleared her throat awkwardly, now acutely aware of the distance (or lack thereof) between your faces, courtesy of inumaki.

“by the way, if you don’t take a break, gojo says he’ll just make you take one during our next mission!” the grin on your face stretched almost cartoonishly at the dejected look in response to your declaration.

she was standing now. “i’ll do it, but only because you’ve already set my day back by a few hours, and so i don’t miss anything important later.” though you didn’t miss the corners of her mouth turning up as she averted her gaze.

to her surprise, you let out a soft sigh of relief in response. “thank god, my last resort would have been to make you go to training with the kyoto students instead.” she cringed wordlessly in response as she pulled a cup of yogurt from the fridge.

“what do you want to do so bad that’s got you so pushy anyways?” she sat with her legs spread apart as she ate her breakfast.

a mischievous gleam danced across your face. “well i was cleaning out my dorm the other day, and i may or may not have found my copy of mario kart.” your voice was triumphant, as if you’d just found the cure to a disease.

she looked thoroughly unimpressed in contrast to you holding down heaps of excitement. “never played it.”

your gasp of shock felt as if it could have woken up the whole school.

“maki…” your voice sounded accusatory, like a parent saying that they’re not mad, ‘just disappointed.’

“well it’s not like the zenin clan is exactly known for their expertise on video games, are they now?” she spoke matter-of-factly.

“and they’re clearly not known for having fun either, now you’d better eat up so i can beat your ass.” your competitive tone seemed to awaken a rivalry within maki, whose eyes suddenly became sharper with determination. you stifled a chuckle at the drive that came from your simple teasing.

“i wouldn’t get so confident just yet, no offense but i don’t think you’d be that hard to beat.” she teased, matching the mischievousness in your eyes, as she finished her cup of yogurt.

“oh it’s on maki!”

as you bounced down the hall to your dorm with maki in tow following breakfast, you took note of panda walking by, who seemed to do a double take of maki. she met his gaze, once again trying to look threatening despite her cozy attire. panda seemed unaffected by her glare, simply sending you a sneaky thumbs up, not going unnoticed by her.

“did everyone know about your little plan?”

“not everyone, per say. if i told megumi he’d have been a total buzzkill and told you.”

“oh how tragic that would have been.” without looking over your shoulder, you could tell she was rolling her eyes, but she did a bad job at concealing the smile that was evident in her voice.

“i know, where would you be without me?” you wiped fake tears from your eyes dramatically as you swung open the door to your dorm.

“not playing mario kart, that’s for sure.” she shrugged, feigning exasperation as she slumped on your bed. it was oddly domestic, this side of maki. it was the side of her with her hair undone, with her usual stiff uniform swapped for baggy pajamas, with her back flat against your rock solid dorm bed as she stared at the ceiling, eyes glazed over. it crossed your mind that you’d like to see her like this more.

but in case you didn’t get that chance, you were determined to make this moment last.

after a few moments of annoyance at how slow your wii loaded, and annoyance from maki at your complaining about it, considering that thing was clearly on its last legs, you were met with the flashing of the mario kart title screen. maki sat up to be met with your face brightening into a smile, making it hard for her to stop the matching one on her face. she found it hard not to get excited from the enthusiasm you had about this game, it gave her a sense of comfort that made her feel like she’d never have to worry about battling a curse again.

you handed her a controller, your fingertips brushing against her hand as you did so. her eyes flickered to yours with an impish delight to them.

“you’re going down.”

“oh?” you raised an eyebrow as you turned to click through character selections, shamelessly feeding into her competitive streak. after scrolling through the characters just long enough to annoy maki, you decided you’d play yoshi. she let out an over exaggerated sigh of relief when you’d finally decided, before turning her attention to do the exact same thing.

“rosalina, huh?”

maki glanced at you, before averting her eyes back to the screen. “what can i say? she’s hot.”

you put a hand to your heart dramatically. “oh maki, how you wound me. sorry i can't be her.” your little act was eerily similar to how the first years would act whenever there was even the possibility of megumi interacting with a girl.

“you’ve been spending too much time around gojo.” she scoffed at your antics while you waited for the crappy old wii to load the selection screen for tracks.

should i choose rainbow road just to fuck with her?

spoiler alert: you absolutely did choose rainbow road just to fuck with her.

you knew she’d never played before, so even if you did win, it’s mostly because you chose the most difficult track. but the competitive side of you didn’t seem to care. before starting the game, you moved so you sat next to maki on the bed, parallel to the tv screen. you guys sat shoulder to shoulder, yet maki still seemed totally relaxed.

“you’re going down.” she smirked, turning to face you, the second time that day her face was just inches from yours.

“i’d like to see you try and beat me, newbie.” you tilted your head towards her, a smug look painting your face as you leaned over to place your hands over hers, instructing her of the basics as you guided them over the buttons and joysticks of the controller. after all, it would be just cruel to make her go in completely clueless.

“thanks.” her eyes remained focused on her hands a few seconds after you’d removed yours from atop them, before her gaze travelled to meet yours. there was an uncharacteristically soft look on her face for just a moment, before she looked back to the screen. “but you’re gonna regret this when you eat my dust.”

“whatever you say, maki.” you muttered as the screen began to flash a countdown.

3…

2…

1…

START!!!

forget all that soft shit, you were gonna beat her ass.

your dorm room was filled with the sounds of the wii controller buttons being mashed, along with the background music of the game.

“SHIT!” you didn’t have to glance at her screen to know she’d swerved off the road and fallen, so you just smiled triumphantly in response.

when she was on the road again, you could feel her lean against your shoulder slightly as she turned. in your peripheral, you noticed how a few strands of green hair brushed against your shoulder as if it were yours. maki, on the other hand, seemed completely focused on winning the game, making her ignorant to how she practically leaned into you.

you were confident enough to know that you pretty much had this game in the bag as you kept your lead peacefully for quite a bit, that was until a certain smug looking girl next to you managed to score a blue shell.

“DAMN IT.” you watched as yoshi spun helplessly after being hit. “look at how sad he looks, you monster.” you glared ludicrously at her, to which she just snickered, but your feigned anger was quickly interrupted by the sound of the music speeding up.

FINAL LAP.

“already?” you were exasperated to see how close maki had gotten to you. looking to her, she remained with a determined look on her face, funnily enough, it was similar to the one she’d have while sparring.

you didn’t want to have to play dirty but…

ah, who were you kidding, you totally wanted to play dirty!

“hey, maki.” your voice was husky from strain of your cries of distress when you fell behind. you leaned into maki the same way she had earlier, with your leg practically on top of hers, and your head leaning oh so casually on her shoulder. she seemed to stiffen for a moment.

“what the hell do you think you’re doing?”

jackpot.

swerving with your controller, you’d managed to knock her rosalina straight off the track, giving you a clear path to the finish line. you knew that making her all flustered just to get ahead had to be some kind of cheating, but you couldn’t deny it was so worth it to see the way her face flushed from a mix of embarrassment and anger at losing.

when you reached the finish line, it was hard to contain the laughter that came bubbling up out of you. before you could help it, the repressed giggles turned into a full on belly laugh as you leaned onto her shoulder for support.

“you should’ve seen your face maki!” you managed to get out between laughs. she simply pushed you off of her, though it was clearly as soft as possible. she held onto your shoulder so you were forced to be at eye level with her.

she opened her mouth to say something, but before she could, you lifted your head to make eye contact, your mouth in a tight line as you tried to hold back more laughs.

“you’re pretty good for a newbie though, you know.” you leaned into her touch, too focused on her to tease her over the animation of yoshi with his gold trophy playing on the screen.

“yeah and you’re pretty good for a cheater.” she scoffed, but it only elicited more laughter from you, gripping on the hands she had on your shoulder for support.

she wanted to keep up her front of mock seriousness, but the way you melted into her in this moment left her no room for her mock anger.

it was rare that you saw maki zenin laugh, but in this moment, it just felt so natural to you. it seemed to rise up out of her, like a soda can being shaken up before opening, it came out unrestrained as her shoulders shook ever so slightly.

you’d have to make a note to get maki to laugh more often.

“so…” you finally composed yourself, leaning your head on her shoulder, she looked at you without an ounce of the surprise she held earlier, as if you guys did this all the time. “do you wanna play again?”

she grinned wolfishly. “hell yeah.”

#maki zenin x reader #maki zenin #zenin maki x reader #zenin maki #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk headcanons #jjk imagines

[memeadonna]

Anything for You, Baby

Hello everyone! This is a short little thirst story I wrote for @sendhelpimstupid featuring Sugar Baby Kirishima. The stunning art can be found here. Please visit her page and show her some love! 

This story is 18+. Minors DNI 

Warnings: Sugar Baby/Sugar Mommy Relationship, Premature Ejaculation, Cross-Dressing, Sub Kirishima, Unprotected Sex, Breeding Kink, Mild Choking, Scratching and Biting Mentioned, Vaginal Intercourse, I wrote this in like 3 hours sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes

Word Count: 2,562

Of all the things you were thankful for in life, people were always surprised when you mentioned Kirishima's expensive taste. Your entire relationship had started because he hadn't noticed how much money he'd been spending until one day he was overdrawn. He hadn't added up the totals of his expenses in his head, hadn't realized every time he swiped his card that money left his account. He liked the finer things in life, and how was he supposed to know that his bank account was meant to last him all of his first semester? His parents had told him "figure it out", so he couldn't even ask them for help. 

Being at a hero school was tough already – he could barely even enjoy the city nightlife since he was stuck at the dorms between classes doing homework. He didn't even have enough time to get a job outside of school hours. Maybe he wasn't cut out for university, let alone at a prestigious hero school. 

You had noticed Kirishima's state of panic, and when he confessed to everyone in the dorm that he was out of money, people (Bakugou and his other friends) had made fun of him. Uraraka and Iida had stepped in immediately, chastising them for mocking him. He tried to play it off as no big deal, that he'd figure it out, and the conversation shifted elsewhere. 

You'd been born into a wealthy family like Iida and Momo, and on top of that you'd had your own job throughout high school, so you'd saved up lots of money already.  "I could hire you," you told him after everyone had left for the night. "Pay you to do things for me." 

"I don't need your charity," he'd snapped back. "Did Bakugou put you up to this?" 

"I just thought I'd offer to help you since we're friends," you answered calmly, before getting up and heading to your dorm. That night you'd sat up late regretting ever asking him if he needed help. 

Early the next morning he was at your door. "What kind of things?" was the first thing he asked, as you rubbed your eyes and blinked up at him blearily. You made him repeat himself twice because the words didn't stick in your brain this early. 

"Clean my room, do my laundry," you'd finally told him, offering what you hoped was a kind smile. "Other things when I want them." The blush he gave you at those words more than made up for his harshness last night. 

You'd started slowly, of course. You gave him rewards for handing in assignments on time, taken him out to dinner when he got good grades, and little treats for random things. "Do I always need a reason, baby?" you'd asked him one night as he examined the concert tickets, you'd just given him. You'd been delighted to accept the ticket he gave back to you and had secretly smiled to yourself as Denki had whined and complained that Kirishima had promised to take him! But that was back when Kirishima was spending his money on everything. Now he was just spending it on himself. 

One day, half-joking, you'd gifted him a French Maid outfit to clean your room in. It was just a little too tight for him (he couldn't even do the zipper up!), but it was the creamy white stockings and cute little heels you were interested in. He tried his hardest to clean your room, but after the third time he rolled his ankle, he ended up with you in his lap, and let's just say that your relationship changed from there. 

You'd pushed him back into your bed and felt him up beneath the skirts and ruffles. You left a smattering of dark hickies over his neck and collarbones, moving down his body with clear intent. He was beet red, sitting up and panting as he watched you with wide eyes. Your hands slipped below his skirts and trailed up his legs, and you watched him squirm. "Aw," you teased, revelling in your victory. "What's wrong, does the baby like getting dressed up all cute and ravaged?" 

He stammered with a reply for a moment, but you dipped under his skirt and the breathy gasp he let out as you began to kiss up his thighs was more than worth it. A part of you wanted to pull back out and apply lipstick so you could leave more evidence of your kisses, but there was no way in hell you were going to back down now. You settled for more hickies and a few bites, and by the time you reached your prize, he was hard and throbbing. 

You were the only person with a dorm on your floor (luck of the draw), so you didn't dare tell him he should quiet down his moaning, especially not as you slid the lacy panties reverently down his thighs. 

It was clearly his first time, and he was squirming in your grip as you gave him a teasing lick. A part of you wanted to pull back and tease him some more, but this was too good to pass up. He threw an arm over his eyes and slipped his other hand into your hair. He arched his back as you raked your nails down his thighs, and let out the sweetest noise you'd ever heard, blowing his load directly in your face before you could even get him into your mouth. After you'd finished laughing and wiped his spunk off of your face, you'd given him the sweetest kiss on the cheek. He'd gone beet red as you laughed, and hadn't said no when you promised him a shopping spree because he was just so good for you. 

The sales lady at the lingered store had been surprisingly accommodating when you'd asked her if they carried up to a 3X. 

He'd been your sugar baby for all of first year, even after he got his own allowance from his parents. He'd been your boyfriend the rest of your university career (of course, you still liked to treat your spoiled baby), and a few years out of school he'd asked you to marry him, with that same sweet expression he always had when he told you he loved you. 

The world saw Red Riot as a strong, manly hero that took shit from nobody. They also saw him as hopelessly in love with you (or with Dynamight, depending on which magazine you read). He was a real Man's Man, always on the covers of fitness magazines or advertising sports drinks and protein powders. He advocated for always being chivalrous and brave, but that Manly Men also took the time to be vulnerable and compassionate. 

One thing that hadn't changed since your days in university was the fact that your Eijirou loved to be spoiled. Shopping sprees, private chefs, weekends away… his eyes always lit up no matter what you surprised him with. You were both similarly ranked in the charts, and both made a lot of money, but he secretly adored the fact that you had a bank account you filled up every month just for him. He'd buy whatever he wanted with it, whether it was designer clothes or handbags (for either of you), or any number of things (he particularly liked buying new gym equipment that the two of you most certainly didn't need). 

Today had been a hard day. You'd been overusing your quirk and your muscles were sore, not to mention you'd been working with one Lord Explosion Murder God which meant that you'd been ordered around all day.

When you got home, a note from your husband was laying on the counter. Eijirou would be home a little late, and you could order whatever for dinner. Grumbling to yourself, you refused to take yet another order from yet another person and reheated leftovers in the fridge. Take that, loving husband! 

You ate standing at the counter in your uniform, and after you'd put the dishes away you marched up to your bedroom, already peeling your costume off. You left it on the bathroom floor as you hopped into the shower, and just let the hot water scald your aching muscles. You used Eijirou's body wash because you missed his smell, and changed into your pyjamas while you combed your hair. 

You crawled under the covers and scrolled on your phone for a while, wishing your husband would just hurry up and come home already. You wanted to fall asleep in his arms, hear him tell you all about how he would protect you from the bad things in the world. 

The sound of footsteps ascending the stairs woke you from a restless sleep, and you sat up in bed. How long were you asleep? Was that your Eiji? 

The door opened, and what greeted you took your breath away. Your husband stood in the doorway with a sheer robe, trimmed with red faux fur. It was tied with a ribbon around his waist and accentuated his hips beautifully. He was wearing red lacy thigh highs and nothing else beneath the robe. He completed the look with a set of Louis Vuitton stilettos, which you noticed in passing due to the stunning everything else the Adonis before you was showing off. 

"Hey," he purred. "Heard you had a rough day." He smirked at you as your eyes trailed up and down his body. "Can I make it better?" he took a few steps into the room, undoing the ribbon around his waist teasingly slowly. He opened the robe, letting it fall off his shoulders and rest at his elbows. He had filled out a lot since university, and he was a healthy 7'6 and twice as wide as you. He could lift you with one arm and toss you like a football if he wanted, but as he dropped his robe to the floor and elegantly clicked his way across the room towards you, he had no intention of tossing you around tonight. That thought made sparks dance around your core, and you felt your panties starting to soak. 

You sat up on your knees for a better look at him. He ran his hands over his body, shamelessly showing off for you. His dick stood proud and tall and was already leaking for you. You smiled at him as you slipped into your role. "Did you buy that to look pretty for me?" you asked ever so sweetly. "Sounds like you want a reward." 

He walked right up to the side of the bed with a breathy "Yes,". You leaned up for a kiss and enjoyed the feeling of him smiling against your lips as he took his time with you. 

His hands gently explored your curves, squeezing the plush of your thighs and the soft skin beneath your breasts, and as you pulled back to lick your lips at him, "Anything for you, Baby," felt like the most natural thing to say. 

He crawled into bed, careful not to kick you with his knife-shoes, and placed his wrists at the headboard. You attached the restraints with all the care in the world, and ran your hands over your baby's chest, admiring all of the scars that years of hero work had marked him with. "You're beautiful," you told him, leaning down for another kiss. 

You painted his chest with kisses and hickies, not caring if they'd be visible the next day. Let people stare. Let people know who your man belonged to. 

"I love these too," you ran your hand over his new stockings. "You know lace is my favourite." 

"Always the best for mommy," he purred back, pleased with himself as you explored his body. It had become familiar to you; you knew everywhere he was sensitive. You knew how to get him going, how to slow him down, and how to drive him wild. You shrugged off your own pyjamas and he let out a noise of approval, eyes taking in your curves. "You're stunning." He offered, looking absolutely awestruck. If his hands were free, they'd be all over you, but now was not his turn for control. 

You slid off your panties and tossed them off the bed, eyeing his body up with increasing lust, before suddenly straddling him and sinking down onto him with a small noise of discomfort. He let out a sharp noise of concern and pleasure, gasping. "You've gotta prep yourself!" He hissed, half-drunk on the tight squeeze. 

"Shut up," you answered, and picked up a brutal pace. He let out a strangled noise and arched up into your touch, gasping and whining and looking up at you with eyes clouded by lust as he gave harsh thrusts up into your welcoming body. His hands hardened and unhardened within their restraints, along with a line along his forehead. You wrapped your hands around his throat, and he tilted his head back to bare it to you. His moans crescendoed as you began to put pressure on him, canting your hips faster and faster. 

He was drunk off the lust singing in his veins and bent one of his knees to give you better leverage. You freed one of his hands from its restraint and it immediately flew to your hip to help you ride. His tongue was lolling out of his mouth, and his breath came in desperate gasps. "Gonna cum!" he whined, blinking desperately up at you. "Please mommy! Please let me fucking cum I want to cum so bad!" he babbled, blinking his pretty crimson eyes up at you. 

You gently caressed his face and smiled down at him. You leaned in closer, giving him a deep kiss. "So do it," you growled. "Knock me up." 

His hips faltered and the absolute roar he let out at your challenge sent a pleased shiver through you. He ripped the other restraint right off of the bedframe (along with a chunk of the frame itself) and flipped you onto your back, all without pulling out of you. He kissed you ravenously, his hands squeezing every inch of you. He grabbed one of your tits in one hand as he reached his other down to play with your clit. He threw you over the edge, and as you came around him, his thrusts changed. They were sharp and purposeful as he poured everything he had into your body. 

"Mine," he growled out, sinking his fangs into the tender meat of your shoulder. He didn't dare move as the two of you came down from your highs but rolled the two of you back over so he didn't crush you. You laughed a little and cuddled into his chest, enjoying the warmth of a womb full of his cum and the delicious stretch of him inside of you, not to mention the feeling of utter safety that having his arms around you brought. "I love you." He purred, giving your forehead a kiss.  

"I love you too," you answered back, smiling up at him with tenderness. 

"Did you really mean it?" he traced his hands over your back, massaging your tender shoulders. "You want to start a family?" 

"Mhm," you nodded tiredly, before looking back up at him once again, echoing your earlier promise: "Anything for you, Baby." 

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