#twice imagine

[idlesana]

can i request a sana drabble!?

phone sex w r, when sana is too insatiable while away from r, and has to get herself off ;( gp btw!

gotchu, great prompt btw, and happy new year! this is a special for everyone before i go back to working on my long-fics

one call

gp minatozaki sana x female reader ; smut

summary: sana always has you for her needs, so what does she do when she doesn’t have you there?

sana wasn’t sana if not carrying herself with an insatiable libido.

it wasn’t her fault she was overflowing in lust, and it wasn’t like you’d complain, obviously. she just was how she was, and how she is, is needy, whether it’s total PG attention and pda, or, something more graphic.

and drunk sana wasn’t drunk sana if her horniess wasn’t multiplied by tenfold.

being a clingy kissy drunk was sure to cause her to become absolutely incurable when it became just the two of you, all twice functions ending with her keeping you up all night.

and this would’ve, been one of those occasions, if only her and the rest of j-line hadn’t had scheduling that kept her in japan over new year’s eve and day.

momo, luckily enough, had some connections to some parties local to the area, and sana almost gave in to fucking her (not like you’d mind— both you and sana had talked about your subtle attractions to the older japanese girl) but she’d slipped out of the party early to go to bed. lame.

so here sana was, beyond intoxicated, a bulge growing in her pants, leaving her needier than ever, and without you.

she knew she had to handle it before she was too far gone into her lust or drunkenness, so, she found herself scurrying to the luxurious yet minute bathroom, leaving her with no room, cramped, and ridiculously horny.

she leaned against the cool marble counter of the sink, fishing her phone out with shaky hands, messily inputting her passcode and scrolling to your contact, immediately hitting call.

sana placed her phone between her jaw and shoulder, holding it upright as she unzipped her pants, the ringing hurting her head.

she only managed to shimmy her pants down, not getting to the underwear before she had to give her irrationally painful erection some attention, stroking herself through her boxers, breaths growing heavy.

she didn’t even notice the ringing stopped, only clocking it once you greeted her.

“hello..?” your voice sounded gravely, but pitch still high, just how she liked. sana bit back a moan, stroking herself a little quicker.

“h-hey, pretty.” she stuttered, tone laced with lust and voice just as low. her heavy breaths were panted out into the phone, and you quickly realized what this call was about.

“hey, sana. did you need something?” you pushed up on your bed, leaning back against the headboard and clenching your thighs shut. you were playing dumb, you and sana both knew that, but that’s the route you’d take whenever sana called you like this.

“ ‘just wanted to hear how your day went, is all.” sana whined, quitting her stroking only to push her boxers beneath her balls, lifting her shirt up with her free hand, and letting her hard cock hit her stomach.

“ahhh,” you paused, stretching, garnering a light, airy moan out of yourself, which successfully made sana twitch, “i see.”

she let her pointer finger rub against her leaking tip, not holding back from moaning softly, moving to rub her palm over herself, gathering the precum to lube herself up.

“i’m okay, today was okay. i had a shoot.” you sighed, dreamily thinking of what your girlfriend was doing to herself, desperately trying to ignore the pulsing of your own nether region.

“oh yeah?” she finally, finally, moves to stroke herself, instantly moaning at the feeling, rubbing her hand up and down her length. “what were you wearing?” she squeezes her tip softly, whimpering out.

“hmm, well, i had some different outfits.” you listen to the increase in the speed of her breathing, savoring in the small, pretty whines she lets out. “the first one was a pretty little slip, backless, with some cute shoes and diamond jewelry.”

sana rubs herself faster, giving a small hum for you to keep going.

“and then the next one was a skirt and this nice corset top, cropped obviously” you pause, letting out a soft moan of your own as you stretched out once more, smiling softly to yourself.

sana runs her hand up to her tip, squeezing it softly as she moans, “a-ah! please,” she runs her hand down her length again, continuing with her motions, “please keep talking, b-baby.” her voice is whiny and cute, just how you liked her, and you could almost hear how turned on she was.

“the other outfits weren’t too interesting, but, it’s okay, what mattered was going to the hot tubs after with nayeon and jihyo unnie.”

the thought of you in a swimsuit alone has sana nearly doubling over, soft “oh fuck.” dropping from her lips in a whine.

“i took some photos all throughout the day of myself, if you wanted to see.”

sana moves quick, taking the hem of her shirt to her mouth, holding it up, as she turns the phone on speaker and swipes to your text conversation.

“yes please.” she mutters through the fabric, slowing her stroking to go back to teasing her tip, running her thumb over it.

“mmm, okay, baby.” you move quick too, scrolling through and picking only the best photo for sana, wanting her to get the relief as soon as possible.

you smile as you find one of you in the swimsuit, a selfie from above of you looking up at the camera, doe eyed, and your whole body was in frame, cleavage on very obvious display. you select it and one other, a mirror selfie of the same pretty swimsuit, perfectly highlighting your features. you send them both over, waiting for sana’s response. and you get it soon after, sana groaning out, which turns into a shakey moan, as she starts up stroking herself again.

“f-fuck, wow, you look so— mgh, so good.” she’s stroking herself quicker that before, now imagining fucking you, pounding into you just how she wants. she swears she can almost feel you, absolutely soaking her length and clenching against her.

“god, y/n, i need you.” she finally drops the sweet act, back arching as she makes subtle thrusts into her hand as it falls back on her.

“i can tell, wish you were here.” you mumble, your own arousal getting to you now. “want you in me, always so big, filling me so well.”

sana shudders, staring at the images, trying her hardest not to let her eyes flutter shut. she imagines just how you’d stretch on her, just how you’d moan beneath her as she had her way with you.

“f-fuck, i’d fuck you so— shit, so, so good.” she feels herself losing it, so close to release, and she whines out, “god, you’re so pretty baby.”

you whine right back, and it gets sana stroking herself even quicker, her own pre-cum rolling down her length, veins defined and just so hard.

“want it so bad, sa-chan, would want you to fill me up, want all that load in me.”

and that’s what does it for sana, her hips stutter and she thrust into her hand, moaning shamelessly now, curses falling from her lips heavenly as you can only listen, so, so frustrated. she spills out all over her hand, whimpering softly to herself as she strokes herself into sensitivity, having to stop her movements.

“thank you,” sana pants, letting her shirt drop and moving to clean her hand, “i miss you.”

“of course, sana. you know i miss you too, even more so after that.” you groan, rolling on your bed, ignoring the aching wetness forming in your underwear.

“hey, hey, don’t be upset, maybe i can help you after my party?” she chuckles, and you’re quick to respond.

“oh. definitely.”

she was in for quite the night.

#sana x reader #minatozaki sana x reader #twice sana x reader #sana scenarios #sana smut #sana imagine #sana imagines #twice x reader #twice smut #twice imagine #twice imagines #twice sana smut #minatozaki sana smut #sana oneshot

[fanfiction4sooya]

Pretty Pet (Sana x F!Reader)

Had fun writing this one! Hope you guys enjoy as much as me 💖💖💖

tw: mean stepmom sana, dog leash, pet names, fingering, fisting, oral sex, nipple play, mentions of breeding, cheating, stepcest!, squirting, etc.

You hated her . Oh, you despised Minatozaki Sana with your whole being. That vile, evil woman.

"She took my necklace dad, I know it!" You told your father for the tenth time already, glaring at her. "She knows I only take it off to swim, that's when she took it from me!" Your eyes were full of tears, but you wouldn't give her the satisfaction of seeing them fall.

"It's enough!" Your dad's voice echoed trough the walls of the mansion, startling you. "Don't say those things about your stepmother, she doesn't deserve this" He shouted and she held his shoulder to calm him down.

"Please, don't shout at her" She said, softly. "She is stressed about college, it's okay" Her voice was like honey, but her eyes had this mockery in them. "I'll help her find it ok?" She said and his eyes softened. "When we find it, she'll apologize and everything will be ok, don't worry" He backed down.

"Okay, darling" He turned to her. "Please, excuse my daughter's behavior" He kissed her knuckles and all you could do was watch as that snake hugged your dad. "Her deceased mother gave her that, she is just desperate" She shook her head, letting him go and taking both of your hands on hers. You almost pushed her, but you knew it would only add fuel to your father's anger.

"We'll find it together, don't worry baby" Her condescending tone made you recoil in disgust.

You kept searching, turning the house upside down and she "helped". Of course you knew she took it but you still hoped for it to be somewhere else.

On the third day of searching your dad had to leave for an emergency work trip, advising you that he wouldn't tolerate any sign of trouble between you and his new wife. You just accepted your fate, realizing that you would do anything to have your necklace back. Even if that meant set her up.

"Sana" You knocked on her office's door, she was staring at a book. Her eyes darted to you, a smile appearing on her pink lips.

"yes, baby" She said, lowering the book and going to meet you halfway, her frame quite taller than yours.

"I know you took my necklace..." You told her, staring at those eyes you hated. "Look, I won't tell anything to my dad but please, please give it back" You tearfully said. She pouted, taking your hand.

"I never took your necklace, baby" She smiled. "Please, understand this" Her eyes went to your hand, taking your phone and stopping the recording. "Do you really think I am that stupid, pet?" She whispered on your ear, angering you even more. "I was about to make a deal, but you had to piss me off..." She passed you, sitting on the leather couch of her office and crossing her legs.

"No, please" You pleaded kneeling in front of her, clutching her jeans as a tear dropped from your right eye. "I'll do anything, give you anything Sana, please" You told her, touching her knee with your forehead in order to hide your tears.

"Oh..." She cooed, petting your head. "Anything? Really?" You nodded, looking up at her sly smile, sniffling a little. She lifted your face by the chin, squeezing a bit to bring your face close to hers. She analysed your soft features from your forehead, cheek bones, eyes, everything. "Alright then" She breathed out, letting your face go. "Meet me at my room tonight"

Her face was serious, scarily so. You nodded.

🌸

You realized none of the housekeepers were at home, so it was just the two of you. The realization sent chills down your spine, the thought of Sana hurting you made you anxious. The door was half open and you could see her back turned to you as she was sat in front of her dressing table. Her eyes averted to your figure standing there through the mirror.

"Come inside" She said, looking down to her lap. You did so, a little bit lost at why you were there. She stared at you again, still not turning around, you could see her pupils were blown, her eyes staring at you as if you were her prey. "Will you really do anything I want?" She said, getting up and walking towards you.

"Yes" You said, your voice a bit shaken. She took your answer in, nodding.

"You are going to undress now" Your eyes widened a bit, trying to process what she had just said. "What? You are going to protest now?" She said, cocking an eyebrow.

"I..." You looked down to your feet, heat rising to your cheeks.

"If you don't want to, it's okay then" She traced one slender finger on your shoulder, over your pijama top. "I'll throw that pretty little necklace away" You opened your mouth to protest, frowning at her, but the way she looked at you felt like she was ready to really throw it away so you just shut it.

Looking down, you slowly pulled your top over your head, your breasts on full display for her view; doing the same to your shorts, you stood there only on your white cotton panties.

"Look up, puppy" Her voice sounded strained, out of breath. You were finally realizing what she wanted, that white lingerie under her robe was the last hint. "I told you to look up" She said firmly and you finally did. "That's better..." She stepped forward, putting something around your neck.

A pink dog collar and a leash.

"Sana..." You held her wrist, your heart thumping on your chest . "What you are doing to my father is wrong" You gulped, trying to reason with her.

"You are still thinking about him?" Her breath fanned over your face, heat rising from her body to yours. You shivered when her breasts touched yours so she would talk on your ear. "Just remember that your daddy chose to believe me over you, pet" She cocked her head to the side, taking in your scent. "He took my side, not yours" She smiled, staring at your lips. "You want your necklace back, I'll give it back..." Her voice sounded poisonous now. "But you have to be a good puppy for me" She pulled the leash down hard and you whimpered, clasping your hand over your lips when realization hit.

"I'm sorry"

Why were you apologizing for? Whimpering? Feeling aroused when the woman you clearly hated was basically fucking you with her eyes? Are you sorry for what you were about to do with your father? You were taken from your own mind when her laugh hit your ears.

"Don't apologize" She said, pulling down again. You wanted to scream, run away. But you really wanted your necklace back and her gaze made you freeze on the spot. "Take off your panties, puppy" She sat down on the bed behind her, her feet still touching the ground.

Slowly you did as she told, covering yourself. Her eyes danced around your naked body, they had this certain amused glint; perverted, scary, shaming... arousing.

"You have no idea what I felt when I saw you for the first time, puppy" She said, tossing her head back to take a deep breath. Her gaze came back even darker. "I fucked myself over and over for days just thinking about this very moment" She tossed her robe aside, now her fit body was only in that white lingerie set.

"You are crazy" You said, earning a hard pull of the leash.

"Don't talk to me like that" Her demeanor changed. Suddenly she got rough, serious. "On your knees, now" You did as she told, shivering. "See? You are a good pup, after all" She leaned forward.

Taking off her lingerie she sat back down, fully exposed to you now with her legs crossed. Your eyes lingered on hers, a silent battle as you tried hard to fight the thought of her naked body making you feel anything other than disgust.

She opened her legs and you closed your eyes, turning your head down as a deep blush covered your cheeks.

"Don't" She said, pulling on the leash and making you lose balance. "Don't close your eyes. Watch me" Her voice felt like a wake up call, an alluring alarm.

You opened your eyes, gulping when she presented her dripping cunt to you, her fingers spreading her pussy lips for your eyes only. You didn't wanted to, but were one hundred percent sure she knew how you were feeling. Your breathing was shallower, your pupils a lot more wide than before.

"Come here puppy, make me feel good" She said circling her hard clit with her middle finger, licking her lips. You couldn't move, millions of thoughts going through your mind as she pulled the leash.

You were literally facing her cunt from above, the smell of her arousal made your head spin. Sinful, delightful. With a little resistance, you put your tongue out, looking at her face as your tongue finally made shy contact with her dripping core. She moaned loudly and you closed your eyes tasting that strange, yet delicious taste.

You felt her getting restless above you, her eyes trained on your pretty face as you kitten licked her clit. Pulling your face closer to her cunt by the leash, she panted.

"You'll have to work hard for your necklace puppy" She told you. "Whether I give it back or not will depend on how well you serve me" She shivered when you whined against her pussy. If you had to work hard you would.

With a flick of your tongue on her clit you realized how Sana was aroused by anything you did, she literally just wanted to sodomize you, just make you bend to her wishes; so you literally just started to sloppily make out with her pussy. Your nose brushed against her clit as your tongue swirled around her slit, pressing your whole face against it.

"Good girl" She rolled her eyes, trapping you there with her thighs. It felt hot and so arousing the fact that she would literally take anything you gave her, even if you had no experience in it. You shivered, your own pussy dripping with how well she praised you. "That's it puppy, keep kissing my pussy" She pulled the leash so hard you were suffocating but you didn't wanna stop. "I'm gonna cum on your face puppy, keep your tongue there" Her eyebrows were knit together, her angelic features softening as her cum gushed on your tongue, dripping down to your chin and breasts.

You kept slurping, closing your eyes as you felt your own pussy clench hard, completely deafening you. It was as if her orgasm had triggered yours and you started to shake violently, moaning against Sana's core. You kept shaking with your face deeply buried on her wet cunt, her surprised eyes completely blown with how she stared at you.

"Did you just came untouched, puppy?" She pulled your leash, lifting you to face her. Embarrassed, you whined closing your eyes. "No no, don't feel embarrassed" She squeaked, kneeling in front of you to shove her tongue in your throat. "That is the hottest thing I'v ever seen, fuck"

Her kiss felt sinful, deep. Maybe the sin was to cheat on your father with his daughter, but at that very moment the sin was that she hadn't done it before. Her tongue danced against yours, moving freely and both of you moaned when she held your face with both hands to suck on your tongue.

You were at her mercy, your body shaking from the orgasm and how she touched you. You were literally just passive, letting Sana do whatever she pleased.

"Sana..." you moaned when her boobs pressed against yours, brushing up and down. Your eyes locked with hers for a moment, then her beautiful jaw slid against yours as she grazed your faces like a cat demanding affection.

"Pretty little pup" She closed her eyes, your tits pressing against hers felt crazy arousing. "I wish I could breed you" She whispered on your ear, her hands caressing on your torso to stop on your pussy, her fingers pressing over your engorged clit. "I would impregnate you baby, make you forever mine" She was talking nonsense by now, you thought.

But she was serious, damn right she was. If Sana had a natural cock she would breed you over and over, let you dripping with her cum so you would have to carry her baby, her possessiveness growing when she thought about it.

"I would fuck you so full, puppy" she kissed you again, your pussy throbbing against her fingers. She pressed the tip of two of them on your slit and you screamed, struggling to hold back. Your arms circled her neck, bringing her frame back to touch yours.

You were so wet the sound coming from your pussy embarrassingly loud. Your hips moved against her fingers, your mind only thought about one thing.

"Mommy, mommy!" Your eyes were doe and teary, making her shiver.

"Oh my fucking god" She rolled her eyes upon hearing that. Time stopped for her to hear you again. Her fingers slammed back into your puffy pussy, now she pressed three fingers. "Mommy please oh fuck" you cried out, feeling that desperate hunger for your orgasm.

She felt so good against you that you wanted to cry. The two of you wanted the same thing, to merge together in one body.

Sana pulled your hand to her mouth, spitting on it, then caressing her own wet cunt with it.

"Fist me" she told you, still roughly fucking your cunt. You gasped, feeling goosebumps on your scalp; that thought felt sinful and unreal.

"I'm - it's gonna hurt" You moaned when she curled her fingers up on your g-spot.

"Do it puppy, don't worry" she guided your hand, both of you looking down at her slit.

Slowly, she stretched her own pussy with your fingers, four at a time. Your eyes widened and hers closed slightly, you sitting in front of each other gave full view for the other. She guided your thumb to her hole as well, pulsing when you pushed it in by yourself. She closed her eyes, her movements stopping.

"Mommy" you whined, scared that was hurting her. That didn't feel real, something you thought it only happened in porn. You gulped, drooling at the sight of her cunt fully stretched for you. She started to hump up, moving her hips against your first.

"Look what you do to me" She moaned, back to roughly fucking you. She kissed you, her tongue everywhere on your face. Sloppy. Fuck. "I'm so full puppy, fucking hell" She said as you started to move your fist without her bucking her hips.

It was rough and raw and oh, so wet.

"Mommy I'm cumming" You cried out, biting her lips with strange force when her thumb went to your clit.

"Come for me puppy, my baby" She kept her eyes wide open when she felt you clench of her three fingers, creaming on them. Her gaze well trained on your beautiful face as you contorted in pleasure. "Fuck fuck fuck" she screamed, squirting again when your fist reached deep into her.

Both of you stopped, shaking too much to do anything more than pant on each other's lips. She took her fingers off of your pussy and you gasped.

"I had never done this..." you managed to tell her. "three fingers felt good... too much" you whined and she pulled your fist from inside of her as well. Her fingers on your mouth and she licked your fist clean, moaning upon tasting herself.

"Next time..." She kissed your neck, hugging you against her. "Next time I'll make you take way more than three fingers puppy" She caressed your hair, not caring for how wet both of you were. She kissed your cheek. "Now you are mine, ok?" She told you. "Only mine" She whispered.

"my necklace..." you whined and she smiled.

"I was going to give it back puppy, I don't wanna make you cry" She pulled your sore body from the floor to her and your dad's bed. "Mommy just wanted your attention, okay?" she pulled the covers above your body, spooning you. "I'll give it back, don't worry"

You nodded, body light as a feather. Closing your eyes, you allowed yourself to relax on Sana's arms.

"Mommy what about my dad?" You asked her, almost drifting off to sleep. She sighed.

"If we want to keep doing this, you'll have to keep quiet puppy" She told you. "Wanna know a secret?" she whispered.

"Yes, please" Your voice sounded small, sleepy.

"I married him for you" Her voice sounded sweet, sweet enough for you to ignore the obvious red flag on that statement.

You smiled, Sana knew how to mess with your head.

-🌸

The other day when you woke up, you weren't wearing the collar anymore; instead, you felt your mom's necklace around your neck and Sana's body possessively holding you close, completely asleep.

When your dad came home he felt the happiest man alive with his two favorite girls getting along so well.

You even started calling Sana "mommy".

#gxg smut #sana smut #twice imagine #twice smut #sana x reader #sana x fem reader #smut

[soulkeeper801]

Setbacks - Chou Tzuyu pt 1

Tzuyu x f!reader

Fluff, suggestive?

The girls find out they are the reason why Tzuyu isn't getting some with you

1.5k words

(italics are for flashbacks in this one!)

Part 1:

The laughter echoing the room surrounded nine girls who were excitedly telling stories that probably would have stayed in their minds if it weren’t for the alcohol in their veins.

“That’s when I knew she was the one,” Jihyo slurred, taking another sip of her beer can, “it was the way her tongue pressed against me that made me just…” she shuddered, gaining tipsy giggles from her friends who had their cheeks tinted pink. 

“I guess I’ll have to try that with Miyeon,” Sana chipped in shyly, getting cheers from the other girls. “I mean, the sex is good but we can always improve it, right?”

Nayeon nodded firmly before turning her head to the youngest of them all. 

“You haven’t said a word,” the older girl pointed out, her eyes squinting at their maknae’s evasive gaze.

“I bet Y/N is really good at it,” Chaeyoung nudged Tzuyu, trying to get her to tell all the nasty details of your love life, “she looks like the kind to be in control, don’t you love that Tzuyu?”

Tzuyu was shy. All the stories her unnies told a couple of minutes ago were hot, really hot. She didn’t know sex could be enjoyed in so many different ways. She wasn’t inexperienced, in fact, she had several ex lovers that taught them all she knew so far. 

However, you were her first girl. It was all new for her.

Since the first time you saw each other, your fate was sealed. The instant connection between the two of you couldn’t be denied, everyone saw it so it wasn’t a surprise when she finally came out to her members and eventually they helped her to get to you. 

You were kind, passionate, she loved the way you made her feel but…

“We haven’t done it yet”.

*

Tzuyu was embarrassed.

No, scratch that. Tzuyu was mortified.

Those words shouldn’t have left her mouth, shouldn’t even have left her mind. It was a split of a second that she lost control of her own actions due to the alcohol and the words simply slipped out.

Eight pairs of widened eyes directed at her, trying to process what their maknae said.

“But…” Chaeyoung carefully replied, “haven’t you gotten together almost four months ago?”

Tzuyu groaned and hid her face in her hands. “Five,” she whispered, feeling her face getting even redder than before.

No one said a word for several minutes, trying to avoid any more awkward moments for her. It was enough that she had told them you two have zero sex life in all those months of dating.

“Well,” Mina said, trying to avoid eye contact, “it’s okay if you wanna wait or if she wants to wait for the right moment, there’s no rush for such things. You can even decide it doesn’t have to happen and it would be totally fine”.

The other girls agreed immediately, nodding to Mina’s words and trying to encourage Tzuyu.

“But…” the youngest replied sadly, “I do want it to happen… I just…”

“You don’t know how?” Jihyo asked, carefully, trying not to cross any more boundaries. 

“I guess I kind of know how,” Tzuyu replied, “I just don’t know if she wants it too”.

A chorus of understanding replies were heard and it relieved a little of Tzuyu's worries.

“Haven’t you talked about it?” Mina asked.

And Tzuyu tried to remember when was the last time you tried to talk it out.

“This movie is weird,” Tzuyu said, lifting her head from your chest and locking her gaze with yours. Her body was sprawled out on the living room couch she shared with her members.

“It is,” you agreed, caressing her waist with the hand that was firmly gripping her side. Your fingertips passed softly over the side of her boob. 

Her breath hitched.

You felt her head find its place on the crook of your neck but this time her arms wrapped your waist as she pushed her hand under your shirt to caress your tummy.

“I’m going to find another movie,” you suggested while pressing a kiss on the top of her head. 

With one hand, you took the remote and kept scrolling through several titles, trying to get an idea of whatever those movies could be about. With the other, you pulled Tzuyu against your body and your fingertips kept drawing patterns on her skin.

She couldn’t help but let the desire run through her body, wishing you could finally and properly play with her now hardened nipples.

Tzuyu didn’t understand why it was so difficult with you. In her previous relationships, the guys she dated couldn’t even wait to feel her up. In less than two dates, they were already under her shirt, trying to open also her jeans button. 

“Wanna go to my room?” she simply asked.

Deep in her heart, she wished it would have come out as a sexy whisper, as a suggestive invitation to do whatever you wanted to do to her. Her mind was foggy with desire for you and the only thing she wanted at that moment was to have you between her legs.

Your gaze found hers trying to decipher what those beautiful eyes were trying to say.

And as soon as you were about to reply, the front door opened, revealing two loud girls with their shopping bags ready to show them what they had gotten from their last spree.

Tzuyu groaned.

“Sorry about that,” Jihyo said, remembering it was her and Nayeon a couple of months ago.

“So you were gonna do it before you got interrupted,” Chaeyoung reasoned, elbowing the youngest, wiggling her eyebrows.

“Were we?” Tzuyu asked, rhetorically. “I mean, I don’t know for sure if she wants it too, I’m just assuming she was going to say yes”.

“Come on,” Jeongyeon replied, “of course she wants it, you just have to see the signs!”

“But what are those signs?” Tzuyu asked again, “when I was with guys, I knew because I could physically see their… you know… but what am I supposed to see when I’m with her? How do I know she also wants it?” she grimaced, shoving her face into her hands once again.

“Haven’t you made out until you give each other that look?” Jihyo asked, trying to see if Tzuyu was missing anything.

“You look tired,” you said softly, noticing Tzuyu getting too comfortable on the floor of their practice room.

“I am,” she pouted, feeling your hands roaming her back, your fingers making pressure right behind her neck. She pushed her head to the side so you could keep going with the little massage you were providing her.

“You are tense,” you said, getting a slight nod from her. “I know what’s going to help you relax,” you proposed, not even giving her a second to react before pressing your lips against the skin of her neck.

A long sigh left her lips. You kissed the side of her neck up to her ear where you whispered sweet nothings as your arms wrapped around her waist.

She turned around and captured your lips with hers. You pressed your bodies together as she pushed you against the wall.

As soon as your back hit the glass, you took the chance to shove your tongue in her mouth, trying to bring her even closer. She let you have dominance and let a soft moan leave her lips.

Your hand made its way up to her chest, ghosting over her clothed boob, when she pushed her chest against you and you finally massaged her the way she was craving. You left a needy groan off your lips when you realized how hard her nipple was and lowered your kisses to her neck.

Tzuyu threw her head to the side to give you more access when your other hand made its way under her shirt. As soon as your fingertips touched her bare skin, your gazes found each other in silent permission. Tzuyu was filled with the desire of having your hands all over her body.

Her eyes were screaming yes, begging you to go ahead and make her feel good.

Until several footsteps were heard outside of the practice room as loud voices approached the door.

You two separated immediately.

“Oh my God!” Jeongyeon screamed, “Could you two stop getting on the way while Tzuyu is about to get some?!” she exasperatedly asked Jihyo and Nayeon, who were trying to suppress their laughs.

“How were we supposed to know?!” Jihyo replied, almost offended.

“It’s okay unnies,” Tzuyu said, almost defeatedly, “the time will come, but I guess it will take time”.

“You two clearly want each other,” Nayeon said, feeling a little guilty she was also getting in the middle even if it wasn’t her intention, “you just haven’t had the chance to go for it”.

Tzuyu shrugged.

“We’ll get you the right time and place, Tzu,” Jihyo offered, getting a hopeful look from her maknae. “Just say the word and we’ll arrange everything for you two and we promise not to interrupt anymore”.

The other girls nodded in agreement, expecting Tzuyu’s answer.

Tzuyu smiled shyly. It wasn’t their fault, yet they were once again going over their own extents to make her happy.

She felt grateful.

“I'd love that,” she simply replied, smiling excitedly.

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Part 2

#tzuyu x f!reader #tzuyu x reader #twice x reader #twice x f!reader #tzuyu fluff #tzuyu suggestive #twice fluff #twice suggestive #twice imagine #twice scenario #tzuyu imagine #tzuyu scenario #soulkeeper801

[soliarus]

hi!! could i request kindergarten teacher sana and reader fluff? reader goes to her nieces open house and bumps into ms. minatozaki, the most beautiful person she’s ever seen. sana mistakes reader for being her nieces mom, but reader explains that her brother just had a sudden work event.

*sigh* Young Love

-fluff

: falling for your niece’s teacher is crazy

words 1k

teacher!sana x fem!reader

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The smell was the first thing you noticed about the small classroom. It smelled wonderful, like roses. The little girl holding your hand pulls you past the doorway, “Over here! Over here!” Your niece pulls you towards the cubbies, pointing out hers. Each cubby had its own little custom name tag; your niece’s had a little pink flower on hers.

“Wow, Eun, is this your cubby?” You ask, watching the girl squeal and describe every little detail, “Yes! Yes! My backpack goes on this hook! And my shoes go down here! Oh! And my lunchbox stays here until snack time!” You smile at the girl kneeling next to her as she reenacts how she puts everything into her little cubby. 

“Eun! It’s good to see you made it!” A cheery voice flows into your ears. Turning around, you see the most beautiful person you’ve ever met. Your niece runs towards the woman, “Ms. Minatozami!”. She stumbles over the name slightly, going in to hug the woman. 

“You must be Eun’s teacher,” you mumble. Your niece talks about her teacher a lot, but she always says a different name each time you ask. She eats dinner gushing about how she’s the best teacher and the most beautiful woman in the whole world. And now you think you agree. 

“Yes, it’s Minatozaki, actually, Sana Minatozaki; you can just call me Sana.” She holds up her hand for you to shake, and you take it. Staring at your interconnected hands, you hear someone clear their throat. You look down and notice your niece looking at you expectantly, and then you look up and see Sana with her head tilted. Your hand is still holding her’s. 

“Oh- um,” you quickly bring your hand back, “I’m Y/N, it’s nice to meet you prett- I mean beautifu- I mean Sana! It’s nice to meet you, Sana!” You embarrassingly blush, as Sana giggles, “and it’s a pleasure meeting you, Y/N”. She smiles as you look away, hiding your hands behind your back. Her thoughts ran wild before she forced herself to stop. That's your student’s mother, your student's young pretty mothe- jeez Sana; get a hold of yourself! She internally scolds herself before another student begins to call her over. 

“Oh, I must get going. I hope the two of you enjoy the open house. Little Eun has worked really hard on all her projects this year. I'm sure you’ll love each one.” She smiles at the two of you before walking away. You continue to stare at her as she talks to another student and their parents, hearts in your eyes, as Sana moves a piece of hair behind her ear, as she leans into one of the desks, as she points to one of the posters on her wall, as she- 

Damn,” Eun says, her arms crossed and a smirk on her face. “You’re down bad!” 

“W-what!” You look down at her, surprised. “Where did you learn that!? You're like four!”

“Five actually... Come look at where I sit!” And you’re being dragged across the classroom.

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Sana sighed. She’s getting slightly irritated; it’s been 30 minutes, and no one has come to pick up the little girl beside her. 

“Eun? You said your father is picking you up today?” 

The girl beside her, who is busy kicking a rock, nods, “Yes, miss, he always picks me up.” 

Sana almost groans, “He’s sure taking his sweet time today, huh?” 

“Eun! Eun!” Both of them look down the path and see a figure running towards them. You stop in front of them panting, wearing what seems like work attire. “Eun, sorry I kept you waiting; your dad had something come up at work so I’ve come to pick you up today.” 

You ruffle the girl's hair, picking up her backpack. “C'mon up, we go.” You pick her up with a grunt, “god girl, you’re getting heavy.” Eun didn’t like that comment very much, and she showed that by smacking the side of your head. 

“Ouch, Eun I was just kidding.” You look up and notice the same teacher who’s taken over your mind since the last time you saw her. 

“Oh, Sana!” 

“Hi Y/N!” Sana can’t help but admire you. She thinks you look so pretty in your work clothes, even if they’re all ruffled up from your running and your hair is slightly tossed. She can’t help but want to be with y- wait, wait, wait—you have a child; she can’t be with you; you’re married, for goodness sake. 

She turns around and sees you walking away with Eun waving back at her, “Byyyee, Ms. Manatozapi!” 

“Bye Eun! See you tomorrow!” Sana happily sighs while watching you walk away from her sight, she's feeling guilty falling for who she thinks is a taken woman. “It’s Minatozaki,” she says to herself, chuckling. 

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“Why aren’t you outside with the other kids, Eun?” Sana asks the little girl, who’s busy doodling something with crayons, 

“Oh, Ms. Minatoki!” The little girl beams up at her teacher. “Mmm, I just don’t feel like it today,” she shrugs, going back to coloring. 

The older woman sighs, shaking her head with a smile, and takes a seat across from her. “It’s Minatozaki, Eun.” Sana looks at the girl who’s peacefully focused on the paper in front of her. “Sooooo,” she starts, “how’s your mom?” 

That seems to get Eun’s attention, “You know my mom?” Sana looks confused. “Yes? She came to the open house, remember, and she picked you up that one time?” 

Eun stared at Sana in disbelief. “You mean Auntie Y/N?” 

Sana froze, Aunt? Oh, my god, you were her aunt. Sana felt like she had won the lottery. Eun swings her feet, looking at Sana confused, “Auntie Y/N always asks about you too,” she exposes. 

“She asks about me?” 

“Mhmm and she’s single.” 

“Oh…that’s good to know.” Sana mumbles, a soft blush on her face, a paper slides in front of her, and Eun is looking at her with an innocent face. 

“Maybe you should write your number down.” Sana looks at Eun, surprised. She laughs at the little girl’s action, picking up a crayon.

“You’re a little wingwoman, aren’t you?” 

"You should pay me then, Ms. Minatozaki"

"You said my name right!"

"Well duh, it's going to be my aunt's name soon"

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Later that night, when Sana’s getting ready for bed, she's humming a little tune she caught from one of her students. She was doing her skincare routine, her bathrobe loosely tied.

Her phone goes off, and her humming stops. 

Hey Sana!

It’s Y/N! Got your number from Eun! 

Sana’s smile grows, and if she wasn’t standing up right now, she would be kicking her feet, but the next little ding causes her eyes to widen. 

You thought I was her mom? 

#twice x reader #twice imagines #twice imagine #sana x reader #sana imagines #sana #twice

[dollfacedsl1ut]

Sana sucking at your tits wanting more of your milk cause she can't sleep properly if her mouth isn't on your tits:((

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Sana couldn’t keep her hands off your boobs she could constantly squish and stare at them, her obsession was noticeable especially when your tits developed milk overtime they appeared much bigger than before (∩˃ω˂∩) this was sanas favorite thing about you she would lick the milk dripping from your swollen nipples flicking her tongue over them ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ Anytime your tits were sore and full sana would be there sucking and licking your nipples drinking your sweet nectar she was obsessed with your high pitched moans anytime her lips were wrapped around your swollen nubs, you’d always let her sleep with a nipple in her mouth as her hand was squishing your other breast it was a nightly routine you’ve became accustomed too, the best thing about sana were times she looked at you with milk filled cheeks she would show you how she swallowed your nectar, occasionally she would stick her tongue showing proof she was a good girl that swallowed her girlfriends milk :))

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[ghostykapi]

sugar ‘n spice, everything nice, turn on the lights

kim dahyun & idol!fem!reader // sapphics being sapphics + spicy so scram while you can

"hi"

she’s the goofy one, the one with many tricks up her sleeve, the one who can spot the camera and make it fall in love with her

“hello my darling”

you’re the serious one, the one who’s always the looming presence behind her, the one who’s eyes can burn through a person’s soul if you wanted to

despite all that, there you both are, the “goofy” one sitting down on the couch reading through a novel and the “serious” one bothering the former by doing all kinds of possible distractions, giving up midway

“when will you give your girlfriend attention” you whine, almost distracting dahyun, who has dealt with your ass since you’ve both debuted “it’s been 4 hours!”

“just a few more pages my love” dahyun’s eyes don’t even leave the book, leaving you grow more desperate than ever “almost done”

you can’t even argue, not when her left hand is on your thigh, the light firm squeeze reminding you how much she can do if you don’t behave

“fineeee” you can’t even argue, not when she looks adorable while wearing her glasses. you’ve already have taken more pictures than you should and maybe a video or two of you poking her check while reading

so you wait, you wait for what feels like an eternity, when in reality it only took 5 minutes. afterall you have been waiting, not that patiently, on dahyun's lap for 2 out of the 4 hours she's been reading

it's when she closes the book and sets it down do you pounce, but not in a sexy let's go fuck! right now way. rather evertime she finishes reading for the day, she has to deal with you and your energy with activities that she knows you already planned the moment a day like this comes by

"darling darling darling!!" like a golden retriever, you seemingly become hyper when giving her affection in the comfort of your own home. the attack of kisses she receives makes her squeal, hands finding her way to your waist to make you slow down

"so much energy" she teases, but she makes you stay still so she can kiss you properly. the gentleness calming you down just a little bit “what do you want to do today?”

you’re beaming smile at the question makes her think that you might want to do a physical activity today, maybe go back to that pottery class or go to that favorite niche shopping district of yours.

“nothing!” is what you say, and it takes her by a bit of surprise “just want to cuddle”

“nothing?” she repeats, tilting her head to the side, her hands playing with your shirt “don’t you want to go out? didn’t you send me 10 other tiktoks of where we should go?”

“i did” you confirm, brushing the stray hair out of her face, and despite your height difference, you still look so ‘tiny’ on her lap like this “just wanted to stay in today, cuddling with you”

kissing her again, you take this one slow, savoring the way you melt further into her and the way she’s smiling, all giggly with her hands under your shirt, finding the skin of your lower back and rubbing circles

“i know we can go out” you reason with dahyun, kissing her in between every few words said “but i just wanted to have your full attention and to kiss you like this any time i like”

dahyun can feel these words make her heart into mush, her defense crumbling down as you keep on kissing her. her so call attempt to get you to calm down now floating away

of course, anything gentle can change to into something different if someone changes their movement, even in the slightest.

into something a bit heavier.

into desire.

need.

“hi” dahyun looks up at you, her blush reaching down her neck, while whatever lipgloss you’ve had that afternoon already smeared against her lips

“hi” you haven’t even begun, but with the desire swirling in her eyes you know what you both just need

so it barely takes a few minutes for you to drag her to your shared bedroom and for you to absolutely pin her down against the mattress and kiss her again.

“my girl” she’s out of breath but she doesn’t even stop you from taking her breath away with kisses “my pretty girl”

even if dahyun is pinned down on your shared bed by you, it’s her who has control. it is her impatient hands that are taking off your shirt, and her mouth find it’s way to your neck, absolutely marking it as bad as she can do

you can barely even stop her, your desires completely taking over you. your cravings haven’t been met for so long, you couldn’t let this opportunity slip away from you

“darling” before you let her take full control, you manage to pull her away, although the line of spit from her mouth to your neck making you want to pull her back in “wanna feel you”

dahyun is nothing but a doting girlfriend, but when you push her down to your thigh, she lets you take control just for a little bit. she lets you take off her clothes, her eyes admiring the way neck is now stained with marks

she lets her ego go up higher than it should be, all because you look too good marked up by her. it just sounds so tempting, makeup artist be damned, she wants to see the whole world lose it when they see the way you would display her love bites

“eyes up here” you snap her out of it by the time you manage to get rid of both your clothes, your entire body now ingrained in her mind, imagining which spots can she put more marks made by her mouth

“mhm” she’s distracted, which is perfect for you. so you gently guide her to your thigh once more and let her slowly grind on you. her wetness evident as she easily glides on your skin, her breath coming in short pants

“you ok there darling?” you observe her, as she finally takes over and grinds unto your thigh by herself. her eyes hazy with love and lust, hands gripping your shoulders, mouth watering just by looking at you admiring her, smirking at how much you’ve got each other so desperate

dahyun snaps when you giggle, bring one of her fingers to your mouth, give her a show by sucking on it all while flexing your thigh

she lets out a sound, somewhere between a growl and a moan, while she pulls her fingers away but pulls you close to kiss you. it’s driving her crazy feeling your tits right against hers and your whimpers fueling her up

“i love you” dahyun’s words match with her eyes, love pouring over as you hold her close, and her still grinding on your thigh “oh gosh i love you so much baby”

she doesn’t let you answer as she quickly kisses you again, your whimpering mingling in with her moans

“my woman” you manage to let out, your quickly growing desperation finally matching with her’s “my woman, mine. mine mine mine mine mine”

“yours” she already sounds breathless, her hands gripping your shoulders too tight you swear you’re going to end up with it red “i’m all yours baby–hngg ugh–‘m all yours!–hngg!–only yours”

“i can feel you” you’re own wetness already dripping down your legs, and you can’t even fathom waiting for another minute to attend to it. you need to feel dahyun cum, you need to feel her shake and explode before she ruins you into nothing but tears, broken moans and a sore body

“cum for me darling”

she does, with her eyes rolling back and her body shaking at bit. your name slipping out her lips like a prayer and you answer, yours arms wrapping around her body as she tips her head up for a kiss

you both slowly make out to help her come down from that high, her energy regaining with each whimper you make. her ambition to make you feel good coming in hot

“my turn” by the shift of her tone to a low and seductive one, she end up sounding so dominant, that it sends your brain into rethinking if this was the same dahyun who goofs off with you during practice

and you can barely keep up, that by the time you realize what is happening, she’s already lubed up your favorite strap and slowly pushing into you alf while your tits being sucked and pulled on

“look at you” she taunts, her strap already fully inside you by the time she pulls away “you look so gorgeous like this”

you let out a embarrassingly loud moan at how deep she is inside of you, her slowly pumping in and out with the occasional deeper hard thrust that sends your body twitching

“pretty woman” she lets her hips snap, your choked up moans only sending her brain to think of fucking you more “no one fucks you like this but me”

you moan at that, her tone sending you into a bit deeper into her spell. she barely talks like that, but when she does, it works too well on you

“yeah no one does” your voice is strained, mind already on the way to being broken “no one fucks me–hngg ah!–like you do!”

“yeah?” you’re feeding on her ego, her thrusts getting faster and harder, each one driving a moan or a whimper out from you “you’re all ruined by me, all fucked out by me. no one can make you feel like this but me sweetheart.”

she does not stop there

“aww getting desperate are we? here let me help with making you go dumb”

“keep saying my name just like that sweet girl and i’ll keep giving you want you need”

“who can fuck you like this huh? it’s only me right?”

you can barely respond to her, even when you can feel your thighs already shaking by the impending high that’s so close already

“that’s my girl” she’s sure that you’re so close, just a bit over the edge, needing that one final push to reach that peak. so she slides her fingers towards your clit, playing with the bundle of nerves with tight small circles

"cum" dahyun commands before you reach your peak. your vision that’s already so hazy gaining white spots, your hips snapping against the base of her strap, your screams that makes your neighbors wonder if you’re alright

it takes a few minutes for you to finally calm down, with the help of dahyun’s kisses and words of praise. she holds you close to her, skin to skin, as she calms you down from that intense high

"you know i'm like" you breathe out "completely obsessed with you right?"

she only giggles before kissing you, intent to spoil you all over again

#🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 #twice x reader #twice imagines #twice scenarios #twice imagine #twice fluff #twice smut #kim dahyun imagines #kim dahyun scenarios #kim dahyun imagine #kim dahyun x reader #kim dahyun

[tzuyubit]

#04

blurb

warnings: 18+, top!dom!tzuyu, vibrator use, forced orgasm :3

written at 3am and im a little sleepy…somewhat proofread, rusty writing, sorry if this is bad </3

your back arched, and you couldn’t stop the desperate moan from leaving your mouth.

“you’re being such a doll for me, sweetheart. you’re so good.” tzuyu cooed in your ear, softly brushing her finger against your cheek.

she really admired you; how vulnerable you were, how well you took her, and your willingness to let her have complete control — something you knew she needed.

but now, tzuyu decided she wants to have a little more fun.

“think you can handle it?” you nod hesitantly, eyeing the black toy in her hand. she licks her lips, leaning down for a kiss as the tips of her hair tickle your chest.

your breath hitched.

“so sensitive.” tzuyu observed, watching as goosebumps light up your skin.

without warning, your body jerks when you felt the round tip of the toy against shoved against your front.

she giggled half heartedly, smearing around your slick before clicking the button. you strain against the silk around your wrists, already frustrated.

“there’s no use fighting it, baby.” she teased, circling the toy against your folds. “all tied up and spread. there’s nothing you can do about it.”

you whined, bucking your hips upwards. “ah-please…”

but tzuyu slapped your thigh harshly, pushing the vibrator the slightest bit deeper against you. not quite inside, but enough to force more pressure on your clit.

the buzzing only quickened from there. each minute that passed caused your pussy to flush a deeper shade of red.

“how pretty,” she thought to herself. the sight of you like this was quickly becoming her favorite.

“your pussy’s like a fucking magnet.” tzuyu growled, pressing again. “where i go, it goes.”

she proved this by beginning to raise the vibrator higher in the air – and sure enough your lower body followed up, then down again, not once leaving the bulb of the toy.

“greedy little thing,” she mocked.

you really couldn’t handle it.

“please tzuyu, i can’t take it much longer” you begged, eyes struggling to stay open.

“so you lied to me?”

“no-”

she glared at you. “i asked if you could handle it, now fucking take it.”

tzuyu’s pattern of circling your clit emerged a choked sob from your mouth. an intense warmth floods your body as the vibrations spread about your pussy.

“‘m close tzu-“ she cut you off by bringing the vibrator to its highest setting. your eyes rolled back, mouth hung open, moans pouring out while your body shook uncontrollably.

“fuck, tzuyu- oh god.”

“just like that,” tzuyu praised. “there you go, good girl.”

your eyes fluttered open and you tried to calm yourself. you were met with her lips, kissing you again and again and again.

you were a breathless, panting mess, and yet tzuyu couldn’t help but believe this was when you were most attractive.

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[lvlystars]

22:37 — h.mm

momo is startled when you suddenly grab her face with your left hand, squishing her cheeks in the process, making her soft lips pout as she stares at you, confused.

“what?” she mumbles, noticing that you looked like you were deep in thought as your eyes darted between the phone screen you held up beside her face, and momo. she could feel a bubbly little flutter erupt in her stomach as she takes this time to just admire the way your eyebrows scrunched together in concentration and how you subconsciously stuck your tongue out, making you look like an absolute unit of a 5-year-old trying to think of it’s next creation.

“how is it possible?” you ask yourself, your eyes still darting back and forth, as if you were comparing something on your phone to momo. “somehow it resembles you, but at the same time, it’s a fucking FRUIT.” you yell, cascading your hand through your hair as momo snakes her arms around your waist, pulling you flush against her crotch.

momo looks up at you, the hearts in her eyes so evident, you didn’t even need to animate her to see them.

“what is it, baby?” momo asks as she rubs your waist, reaching for your phone in your hand and facing it towards her. she giggles, shaking her head as you blush, looking away. “were you comparing me to a peach?” momo asks, amused. the smile adorning her lips quickly becomes contagious as you smile back, bashfully nodding.

“i think it’s the cheeks.” you mutter, hiding your own as you feel momo’s lips press onto your hands, hearing her giggle at your sudden outburst. “i think it’s that fact that you love eating peaches.” she teases, and you whine as you move to get up, trying to run away out of embarrassment.

momo holds you down as she laughs at your behaviour, finding it endearing as she intertwines her hand with yours.

“you’re not wrong about that last part..” you mumble as you pick at your fingers once you both finally calm down, lying down beside each other. momo props her head on her elbow as she looks down at you in amusement.

“oh?” she chirps, “you love ea-”

“please don’t finish that sentence.”

wc. 376

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[halcyonwrld]

— EVERLASTING PROMISE

PAIRING. Kim Dahyun x Fem!Reader

After a persistent princess tracks you down through meetings with a few of the local village’s herbalists, she has the gall to request your presence, in search of some of your more… magical pursuits. You set up a place and time just so she’ll leave you be, but find yourself waiting for her there out of pure curiosity. (1K)

TAGS. royal!au, fantasy!au, forced marriage, bittersweet angst, witch!reader who's just fed up with everything

“You clean up nicer than I expected.”

With that, you set down your mug with a sour grimace, the fresh brew on your tongue going stale as your mood.

Muffled thunder rages overhead, nearly drowned out by a bout of laughter around you. You open your eyes. Take in the sight of dripping lashes, a neat collar around the throat, and squared shoulders— all fine until you notice a flash of silver rings as pale hands rise to adjust the neckline of a shoddy cloak.

“And you hardly know a thing about subtlety,” you snap in retort.

She was practically asking to get caught.

Dahyun gawps, stammering on her words, “Hey- if you must know, subtlety is practically my middle name! It just.. slipped my mind that it was meant to rain tonight, is all…” Her explanation goes flat under your unamused glare, her last sentence coming to a quiet, embarrassed drawl. You imagine her with feathers, all of them fluffing up as she tries to recover, leaning towards you to hiss, “I might’ve fared better if I didn’t have to abandon my horse to travel on foot. This terror hole is nearly impossible to find, it could’ve taken—”

You hold up your hand, stopping the princess dead in her tracks.

“Spare me the even bigger headache and make this quick, please.” You stifle a wince as the chatter in the tavern swells once more, rubbing at your temples. “There are things I have to tend to.”

“Fine. I need a love potion.”

You scowl. “No.”

“I knew you would-” her face drops, “wait, w- what do you mean no?”

You pick up your mug again to drown your laughter in ale. “It means it’s not happening, princess.”

“Don’t call me that.”

“Or what? You’ll tell on me?”

Dahyun reaches her hand into her jacket, fear visibly seizing her into motionlessness as a subtle blue aura begins to dance around your fingertips. Your voice lowers considerably. “This isn’t your pretty little castle, sweetheart, no one’ll be answering your cries of distress if you try anything stupid.”

Under the faint haze of torchlight, Dahyun swallows.

Still, she pulls the object out of her coat pocket.

It’s just a scroll.

You ignore her trembling hands as she flattens the page onto the rickety oak in front of you. It's a lengthy thing. Written neatly in inks darker than nights like these. Your eyes skim back and forth.

These… these are papers for her marriage. If she wants them, this means—

Your heart plummets.

The silence on your end must make her anxious, her body practically vibrates as she blurts out, “I know- I know they’re illegal. But I need this.”

You swallow. “For you, or him?”

“Myself.”

You don’t know if that makes it better or worse.

“...Why would you marry someone you don’t love?” you ask, keeping your voice carefully measured. Not overconcerned, but not too careless either.

“If it’ll aid in my favor, I’ll have you know this wasn’t my decision either.”

The way she breaks your stare betrays her casualty about it all, but that doesn’t stop her from shrugging. Her lips purse. Brows furrow.

Like a flash of lightning, the moment is over as quick as it happened. Those dark eyes are back on you again. Her stare resolute. “But… everyone has a part to play.”

Everyone has a part to play.

Where have you heard that from before?

Shaking your head, you stand swiftly, taking your lantern in hand. “I’m sorry, but I’m not risking everything just so that you can live out your happy ending.”

And you leave.

Princess or not, it was silly for her to come to you. Everyone knew love potions were forbidden. Folktales and parables told countless stories about them. How they quickly turned love into obsession. Turned the simplest of men into something cruel. Nearly unfeeling.

Part of you couldn’t deny her courage, you supposed, but another part of you abhorred her presumptuousness. Immediately assuming you’d say yes. Approaching you in the first place. Saying she had an offer you couldn’t refuse. Like hell you couldn’t.

You’re a few feet from the backdoor when you hear her call.

Ignoring her, you step into the rain, letting the door shut behind you. Serves her right for wasting your time on a night like this, where the moon is full and the opportunity for harvest yields higher than usual.

“Wait!”

You're pulled back by your wrist.

“Please, I’ll give you anything you long for! Access back into the town, jewels, herbs, a spot in the castle, however much money it takes-”

You yank your arm away, glaring at her from underneath your hood. “You don’t even know what you’re asking for.”

“I know I don’t want to spend the rest of my life in misery!”

“Don’t we all,” you snark.

“Look, I know that my parents exiled you. But you should know better than anyone that not everyone happens to align with the likes of them or their ideals!” she yells over the rain. “I- I seriously want to change the way things are. But I need it to be perfect, anything but and you can bet someone just as bad as them will be sitting up on that throne! And they might do worse than banish and imprison.”

You stare at her with wide eyes, so shocked you speak before your brain even has time to catch up, “They teach you that in princess school?”

Dahyun crosses her arms with a pout, muttering, “That’s not a thing.”

You turn to hide your smile, “If you say so.”

You only get a few paces away to reenter the woods when you realize you don’t hear any movement behind you. Turning around, you find Dahyun still standing there. Her posture reeks of defeat. Shoulders slumped. Lantern dangling to the ground. Head low. All of the rain like a vicious fog, only adding to her somber image.

“You coming or not, princess?” you call.

Dahyun looks up with wide eyes, as if not having heard you the first time. Unable to take a win, it seems. You roll your eyes, lifting your lantern and gesturing with your head as if to say come on. The way her face lights up is a magic of its very own.

You turn back forward.

“We still have a lot to discuss, privately,” you say once she reaches your side, making sure your tone leaves no room for discussion. Not out here. Even the woods have ears.

“You won’t regret this, I promise,” she breathes out.

That makes you clench your jaw. The last time a royal promised you something, it’d ended in disaster.

After all, you would know best, since you were the first Kim Dahyun ever promised to marry.

#twice x reader #twice imagine #kim dahyun x reader #kim dahyun imagine #gg x reader #blackpink #kpop x reader #idol x reader #halcyonfics

[jinlias]

in an attempt to be discreet, you tug your skirt the slightest bit higher as you walk towards her office. you’ve been summoned, technically, and even though you just saw each other this morning, you hope what ever she needs from you is anything but work related.

you gently make your way inside, but momo is nowhere to be seen. as you scan the office, you realize the glass door beside her desk is wide open. initially panicking, you speed walk outside, to be met with the relieving sight of your lover leaning against the rail, looking out to the city.

“hey” she smiles, making a grab for your waist when you join her.

“is everything okay?” your hands caress her shoulders, waiting an answer.

“splendid” she sighs, trying to mask her frustration with a smile and dancing the tip of her finger by the small slit showing skin. “just needed a little break”

you giggle and welcome her lips when they reach you, placing your pointer and middle fingers on her jaw, holding her in place. she’s had a hell of a day and she’s letting it all out on you, with the way she kisses you, the way she grips and squeezes all parts of you and how she needs to have you closer.

even as she turns you around and yanks your tube skirt and thong just a little above your ass cheeks, she presents two of her fingers for you to wet with saliva, and when she’s satisfied with your job, she leads them to your entrance and gently thrusts them inside. momo hums in delight as she feels your cunt clench around her. she pressed loud, wet kisses behind your ear as some breathy sounds escaped you.

“i can’t wait until we get home” she groans against your ear “but for now, this should suffice”

being so exposed had you pushing your ass back to her for more while you moaned as loud as you liked. you were standing right outside on the 8th floor, not very discreet either way as her office is also glass.

but that’s what edges you closer, the thought of anyone walking in to reach her and accidentally just seeing the two of you. thinking of one of your coworkers getting turned on had you feeling tickes in the pit of your stomach.

and the way you weren’t even touching her yet she was enjoying it just as much as you, making lewd noises and staring at your cunt as she quickly thrust her fingers in and out, watching as it swallowed them whole.

it was the quickest of quickies, and just as you were coming, shaking in her hold and having to swallow repeatedly to get yourself on track, you hear a smidge of employees through the wide open glass door, looking for momo for some opinion on something you quite couldn’t catch due to the ringing in your ears.

momo helps you fix your outfit and cant help when her hands cup your cheeks and her lips meet yours in a quick set of pecks “see you at home gorgeous?”

“actually, i was thinking we could maybe do something at my place?” her eyes widen adorably at the thought of something different, at the thought of you being comfortable with her to begin and share your own little side of things.

“sounds great” she smiles and you can see the adrenaline and excitement written across her eyes. “i’ll see you there” she presses a couple more pecks on your lips before she hurries out of her office to satisfy the employees.

#ceo!momo #twice imagine #twice x reader #twice imagines #twice angst #twice momo #twice momo imagines #twice momo x reader #twice x y/n #twice smut #momo smut #jinlias 1st year! #mmj

[sydflow]

Flippin' Demon Dog

Momo x gn!reader

-pure fluff

Word count: 1.2k

Synopsis: The demon dog isn't so demonic? Huh?

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Boo loved to cause trouble; that little furball really was a devil sent straight from hell. His poor brother, Dobby, would end up all rough housed by the end of the day.

But even then, Momo loved the dog as if he were her own child. It was hard for her to take him on walks; he would find ways to tangle her up and then escape. Like that one time at the park, he ran around her as she stumbled over his leash before falling, her grip loosening. Boo took that moment and ran straight into the nearby pond to attack the ducks. Fortunately, no feathers were damaged that day, but Momo did suffer a pretty nasty bruise on her hip.

Every time she brought Boo to the dorms, he would make a scene. He would destroy the pillows, chew on shoes (Jihyo almost cried when she discovered that her favorite sneakers had been transformed into a new pair of slides), and bark at everything and anything. The dishwasher, the fridge, out the window—he would run and drop things along the way. He would torture the unfortunate members until they managed to lure him into Momo's room and lock him in for the remainder of the night.

Even though you had been visiting the dorms for a month, and had been dating Momo for five, you had never seen her dogs. But you were fond of the way she talked about them and how much love she expressed whenever she would gush and show you pictures of them. Although you were able to see Dobby clearly, most of Boo’s pictures were just a brown, furry blur.

You never had a pet dog, so you were always cautious around them, unlike others who would grab a dog by the cheeks and squeeze them when passing by. You preferred using a softer technique, such as a gentle pat on the head or perhaps just a simple wave to the dog's owner. But hearing Momo talk about her dogs got you really excited to meet them, even if you were nervous of Boo’s energy. And on a random Thursday, Momo decided to invite you over. Saying that she’s bored and the members are planning a movie night and that she very dearly misses you.

So off you went to meet the girl of your dreams. Momo had completely forgotten she had brought Boo and Dobby with her, and the only thing on her mind was you. She skids towards the door when she hears the doorbell ring and giddily opens the door. "Hey baby!" 

She engulfs you in a bear hug as you wrap your arms around her, snuggling into her warmth. She helps you take off your coat and notices you're still wearing your work clothes.

"Go to my room and take out a pair of pjs; the girls are getting everything ready. White dresser, second drawer from the bottom. Meet me in the living room, lovey" You slighty blush at the nickname and Momo pinches your cheeks before letting you go. You walk past the living room, waving and greeting the girls, before making your way to Momo’s room.

As soon as you enter Momo’s room you begin to rummage through her pajamas before finding a fluffy pair and putting them on. Midway into your pants, you hear a soft yip behind you. The sudden sound startled you as you quickly turned around to see where the sound came from.

And that’s the moment you make eye contact with Momo’s dog. You can tell by the fur color that Boo is the one awake. Dobby peacefully sleeps next to where Boo has just woken up. Momo’s words echo in the back of your mind:

Boo’s always hyper, but he’s the most hyper when he wakes up.

Shit. You begin to feel nervous and uneasy as he takes small, extremely condescending steps in your direction.

"H-hey little guy" You stammer out. Slowly, you reach down to softly pet his head, and he comes closer to smell your hand before rubbing against it. You were confused by what Momo meant when she said he was so hyper. Boo is absolutely adorable. You giggle when he licks your hand, and you begin to become less cautious when patting his head. You start to rub behind his ears as he leans closer to you. And you totally forget about going back out to start movie night and instead choose to spend some time doting over this lovable dog. 

Momo, however, noticed how long you were gone. 

"Gosh, I’m so tired," Jeongyeon groans, falling onto the couch, "Momo’s fucking demon dog ate my lunch, and I had to make another one, twice!" she scoffs.

Then it hits her, "I sent y/n to my room." All the girls stare at her, wide-eyed.

"You just sent your partner to their death," Dahyun mumbles.

"I was just starting to like them too," Tzuyu grumbles, sitting on the couch, crossing her arms.

Momo rolls her eyes at them before making her way into her room.

She dreads the thought of hearing growls from her room. But the deafening silence that appears seems to worry her even more. God damn it, she’s too late. She'll have to find a place to bury the body.

Quickly, she pushes the door open and witnesses a sight that she’d never thought she would see. Boo was letting you pet him, like you were actually caressing him. He nuzzled into your lap as you smoothed his fur.

"Y/n," she whispers. Both you and Boo look up at her, and she finds the sight so adorable.

"Hi Momo, you didn’t tell me you brought your dogs with you." You stand up with Boo in your arms. "He’s so cute." Boo softly yips once again as you begin to dot on him. "Oh yes, you are such a cute little puppy, so gentle and soft." He licks your finger when you poke him on the nose.

"Ah haha" Momo’s confused and worried laugh breaks your attention: "The girls are ready for movie night, so I suggest leaving the calm and charming," She grits the words through her teeth, "Boo here, so he-"

"Aww Momo, please," you whine, "can we watch the movie with him? I promise he won’t be bothersome, right boo?" You turn to the dog.

Did he just fucking nod? Momo thought her right eye twitched a bit. He’s trying to steal my lover; what a mutt. Her fists slightly clench. "Yes, of course, anything you want, love." She feigns her preppy attitude while you follow her to the living room. Boo still in your arms his head on his shoulder as he looks back at Momo. He pushes his tongue out, which causes Momo to glare at him and do the same.

"Holy shit," Jeongyeon says, once you walk in, everyone’s eyes zero down onto the dog in your arms. 

"They tamed the beast," Sana mutters, and they all watch as you set Boo on the floor before taking a seat on the couch. They all watch as your arms make their way to lift him up, and they all wince at what’s to come. But there’s not a single growl, bark, or bite, just a content grumble as you begin to pet him.

“So what are we watching?” 

#twice imagine #twice x reader #twice imagines #momo x reader #momo imagine #momo

[idlesana]

dear sana, i know about your affairs

minatozaki sana x fem reader ; angst, open ending, ft. miyeon

summary: your dear sana, dear sana who is caught up in “work” which just so happens to be seeing another woman

cw: cheating, cursing, sexual mentions, not proofread

dear sana, stay safe and healthy throughout work today!

sana smiles, folding the paper and pocketing it, leaving far before the sun could rise.

she wonders for a moment, wonders at what time do you set out these notes so she doesn’t see them until she leaves. the thought quickly wipes her smile, she doesn’t like thinking of you up, not able to sleep, still devoting your time to her— only her. sana frowns.

she shuts the only light on, in the kitchen, making the room glow eerily by only the moon and cityscape lights beaming in through the large window, spread through your living room.

the high rise apartment you and sana got together, or, sana got, insisting you move in with her. her smile reappears at the memories, she feels warm, for some reason. she contemplates shutting the kitchen light off and slipping back into her pajamas, spending the day with you.

ding!

mi : are you on your way, baby?

sana frowns, again. she let’s out a small huff, or groan, or a mix, but nevertheless, leaves the apartment, letting the door shut behind her, making sure to guide the handle to suppress the sound as much as possible.

even if she was cheating, she still cared for your rest, still cared for you.

—

“don’t you think her hours are a bit…?” nayeon trails, leaving the the word she wants to say in thin air, knowing the suspicion she had was valid, but also knowing the declaration of said suspicion could be problematic.

“i mean, she’s a ceo, is she not?”

to be fair, you’ve had the same suspicions, from the exact moment sana started to come home smelling of lilacs and roses instead of her strawberry and peony mixture.

“sure, but, it’s just…” nayeon looks around, chewing on her straw as she lets synonyms bounce around in her head, ultimately settling on, “strange.”

“i- well,” it’s stuttered, your fingers tapping on the table anxiously, now gnawing on your bottom lip, trying to find courage to voice your worries. you don’t want to give in and say that you’ve been thinking this for a while now, because your sana would never, but, this sana may not be yours anymore. you furrow your brows tightly.

you cared about sana, loved her, loved her more than anyone or anything, and you’d never want to doubt her, but, she made it hard. not hard to love her, of course, but hard to hold out hope.

she’s always leaving at the wee hours of morning, leaving you alone until the late, late hours of night.

“you’re right, i’ve been, kinda on edge.” you try and shrug it off, but the bouncing of your leg under the table is a dead giveaway to nayeon, who can feel the shaking of the table.

she runs a hand across the table, cupping it over one of your own, “i’m sure it’s fine, y/n. let’s not worry.”

she smiles, warm and genuine, betraying the blatant lie she tells.

she wasn’t sure it was fine, not one bit.

—

dear sana, i miss you, lots. i feel like we don’t see much of each other these days.

sana surprisingly isn’t leaving when she finds the note, but maybe worse, coming home.

it’s 4 AM and she knows she’s practically caught at this point, all disheveled and sweaty, but she can’t help but sit and stare at the note. she tries to pat down her hair, but there’s not much use, maybe the sloppily tie or crooked buttoning of her shirt was more so the giveaway.

the note still has her frozen, chest tightening with each heave. she wasn’t so sure how much longer she could keep this up— and to make matters worse, she didn’t know if keeping up meant staying with miyeon, or staying with you.

“sana?”

she snaps her head up, lips parted, eyes widened.

you stand, baggy tee, hers, baggy sweats, hers, cute kitty socks, gift from her to you. her heart twists.

you move to rub an eye, sleep still weighing in your movements, her heart stings.

“y/n.” she sticks the note back to the counter, shuffling around the island, taking steady, hesitant steps toward you.

she feels a familiar pressure build in her throat, a burn of tears forming at the back of her eyes.

“oh, y/n.” she stumbles at you, throwing arms around your waist, pulling you into her, feeling your nose tickle her neck just how she likes. the tears almost slip, she’s happy, but also, so, so sad.

you breathe in and out through your mouth, puffing warm air into her, doing so as to not smell the other woman on her. just to have her as yours, even just for the night.

she’s holding you tight, her body shuddering slightly against yours, and you hold her as tight as you can.

“god, y/n, i love you.” you hear the warble in her voice, the shaky inhales and exhales.

“i know. i love you.” you mutter back, pressing a soft kiss to where her neck and jawline meet.

“y/n, i’m s-so sorry.” you can tell she’s crying now, shaking a little harder in your arms. you feel your heart crack, her words confirming your worst fear.

“i know.”

—

you’re occupying space in nayeon and chaeyoung’s apartment, letting them pamper you as sana, is at your shared apartment.

you aren’t sure why, why she took work off, why she isn’t with her mystery woman. but you try to not let it bother you, though, that’s not working too well.

“i don’t really know what to do.” you look down at your lap, fingers toying at the promise ring sana got you.

“i mean, isn’t it obvious? you should-“ chaeyoung smacks a hand over nayeon’s mouth, silencing whatever dumb, unthoughtful remark she had in the makes. nayeon side eyes her, but doesn’t move away, knowing she was deserving of it.

“maybe talk to her, y/n.”

chaeyoung looks unsure, but you’re grateful to her being the wiser between the two girls, despite her being younger. she tries to show remorse in her eyes, and you smile, it’s sad, but you try, for her.

“okay.”

—

you shut the door behind you, for once, it’s you sneaking in late. instead of being sweaty and hot, you’re freezing cold, eyes red and puffy.

you’d taken a lap around your block as soon as you made it home, not sure how to face the inevitable— sana.

one turned to two once you couldn’t stop crying, and now your body is chilled to the touch, all except your face, still flushed from the tears.

you cross to the kitchen, ignorant to the hum of the tv, focused on the way your keys clang on the table. you start to space, and you’re sure it’s from exhaustion, blinking slowing as you stare at the keys, mind somewhere else, for a moment.

maybe you’re trying to settle your mental battle of ‘sana or no sana’, because at this point, it’s not much you fighting for what you want, but you fighting for ways or reasons to keep her— because losing seems beyond inevitable.

“hey.” you blink, once, twice, and definitely quicker than you were before because that isn’t your voice and definitely not in your head.

but you know the voice, you know it too well.

“hi, sana.” you murmur, voice almost getting caught in the atmosphere of the room, but sana hears you, she always does.

she clenched her jaw, nervous before you for the first time since you’d started dating, she’s positioned at your side, but god does she want to be closer.

she opts to lean on the table, hands grasping the edge of it as a way to take out her stress.

“you got home late.” it’s weak, and to you, you can tell sana’s been crying all day, her voice is hoarse and not in the way it is in the mornings, now it just sounds painful to talk.

you look up to her, tears welling in your own eyes again.

because sana, sana always looks so gorgeous, even with red eyes and nose, even when she’s hurting. you want to be mad, you want to ask why she’s crying when she’s the one who cheated, but you know sana would never be so evil.

you gnaw at the inside of your cheek, trying your hardest to keep the tears at your waterline from slipping down your skin.

“yeah, sorry, i was with nayeon.” you push away from the table, crossing your arms before you as you just stare at her. sana’s eyes flicker to something else, and she furrows her brow.

“nayeon? why were you alone with her?” sana’s gripping the table firmer now, jaw visibly clenched and you scoff.

“sana, am i really the person between us who should be getting berated right now? for being out with my friend? at least i’m not fucking someone else right behind my girlfriends back.” it’s a lot, and you’re not sure you said everything right, but it’s fine, you’re emotional, you’re bound to stutter on words. bound to mess up.

you want to move away from sana but her pull is too strong, and that’s when you feel the heat return to your cheek, wet hot slipping down and pooling at your chin.

sana looks as distressed, anger replaced with an unreadable sadness in her eyes. she can’t speak, but her chest is rising and falling quicker with each breath.

you roll your eyes, moving to push through to your room.

“i’m going to bed, sana.” and with that, you cross pass sana, avoiding touching her by any means, to no avail, because she’s grabbing your arm and tugging you into her.

“please don’t leave me.” sana whimpers against you, you still in her arms, feeling her body shake vehemently. your back is to her front, her face nuzzled into your hair as she cries, and suddenly your anger is replaced with worry.

because who were you fooling, you’d never not be loving sana. you turn in her arms, struggling, but nonetheless, wrapping your arms around her as she tugs you closer by the waist.

“please don’t.”

—

the sun leaking through the blinds is what wakes you, not sana’s warmth slipping away from you, which, gives you hope. especially when you feel her arms still possessively wrapped around your torso.

something about it warms your heart, but maybe too much, because you swear it stings a little being with her.

you shift in her arms, trying to move away from her grip, because no matter how good it feels, there’s still that lingering in your heart.

sana groans, tugging you closer into her, still half asleep but muttering “don’t leave”— memories from last night settle in your head.

it only fuels you to pull away more, eventually slipping from her arms, the warmth leaving your body, you can’t tell if you like it more than being in her arms or not. but, that’s a mental battle for you to fight later.

for now, you’ve decided to go out, specifically, back to holding up space in nayeon’s apartment.

—

dear sana, i can’t tell if i love or hate you, or maybe a mix of both. what would i call it when it hurts so badly to be near you, but i’m a masochist?

sana’s sat at the island, atop a stool, fingers caressing the pen ink that was imbedded into the cute pink slip of paper. her mind racing, panicked on the inside but keeping a cool exterior, ignoring the buzz of her phone.

miyeon had been blowing her up since yesterday, unfortunately.

sana was fighting her own mental battle, but, she sorta already knew the outcome. she knew she’d stay with you, the only trial left for her to face was if you’d stay with her.

she moves her eyes for the first time all day, it feels, opting to look at her phone screen, ignorant to all those messages, instead focusing on the time: 8:34 PM.

you should be home soon, she wants you home to her, her heart hurts more thinking how you must’ve felt all those nights.

she groans, letting it echo through the barred apartment, putting her arms before her to rest her head in them, ignoring the discomfort in her spine at the bend.

she shuts her eyes, whining and frustrated, she slips into her thoughts again.

never had she ever regretted something so bad.

—

you got home at 10, sharp. jittering the key in and out of the lock a couple times, struggling with cold fingers. but, once you push inside, you lock eyes to sana, smiling softly, but visibly nervous.

“did you wait for me?” you ask, teasing, but with an underline of mocking, shocked the roles had finally swapped.

“of course.” sana tries to keep her smile up, she’s sleepy, but, nonetheless, willing to stay up longer, willing to for you.

“i’m shocked— you’re not out for once.” you pause when you slip off your shoes, continuing when you stand up, eyes narrowed over sana. you walk toward the island, ending up on the opposite side, facing her.

“i’m no longer seeing her, i haven’t, for some time.”

“since i found out?” you grit your teeth, rolling your eyes at her, but unmoving. sana stays hopeful, only huffing before straightening her posture.

“yeah, since you found out. but, i want to clear it up, clear up things with,” she waves her hands around, “her.”.

you scoff, leaning over the table slightly, head in your palms, “go on.”

“i don’t love her, like i love you. in fact, i don’t care for her at all.”

you mull over what she said in your head, trying to not let the ‘i love you’ get you flushed, trying not to fall for her words, even though you know it’s inevitable.

“by the way, your note is gorgeous. the way you voice your feelings has always been— incredible to me.”

again, you huff, forcing yourself to stand tall at the face of sana’s charms.

“if you don’t love her, by the way, why cheat on me?” you feel a small burning at your eyes, and you know your not long to cry, but you try swallowing it down.

sana stills, unsure on how to answer, because why did she?

“i wish, i wish i could tell you.” sana sighs, new sadness over taking her features, and you can’t bare look at her, looking down at the counter.

you try to blink you tears away, but it only makes things worse when you’re facing down. tears spattering to the marble countertop.

“oh, y/n.” sana mutters, you hear a chair screech soon after, followed by light footsteps, and you brace yourself by clenching the table tighter.

and sana, of course, engulfs you in her arms, tugging you into her, her warmth, her oh so familiar arms that somehow make you feel better, even when crying over her.

“it’s okay, i promise, we can do this.” she mutters into your hair, pressing a small kiss into it, gripping you a little tighter, and you wish you didn’t love the comfort of her touch so bad.

you sob a little harder, throwing your arms around her hopelessly, taking in her perfume, all her now, no longer did she reek of another woman.

“please, stay, we can do this.” sana hums, followed by more quiet whispers of affirmation, and you feel yourself slipping more, because how could you stay away from sana?

she leans down a little, grazing her jaw against your own, the skin to skin making you shudder in her arms.

“i love you, y/n.” she whispers to your ear, warm and right into your ear. you can’t tell if she’s helping or making it harder for you.

“please, stay with me.”

how could you say no to her?

#sana x reader #sana imagines #sana imagine #sana scenarios #sana smut #twice sana #minatozaki sana x reader #twice x reader #twice imagines #twice imagine #sana angst #twice reactions #twice x fem reader #sana x fem reader

[not-your-teddy-bear]

coming out (of your shell)

pairing : non-idol!minatozaki sana x reader

summary : you’d always been shy, never wanting to step out of your comfort zone. but sana made you experience things you never even knew were possible.

warnings : internalised homophobia , slight homophobia in general , mention of drugs (not like actual drugs but comparing something to drugs) , slight angst ? , hurt/comfort , otherwise pretty fluffy

requested : nope (asks open btw)

notes : school is kicking my ass. slightly inspired by “Why” by Sabrina Carpenter. cross-posted on ao3 (yourteddybear)

You never thought you’d be spending your free time in a packed, loud, overwhelming music theatre, but here you were. And here was Sana, too.

You had only met the woman a couple months ago, but she had easily wormed her way into your heart. Although, your friendship was quite a paradox, considering you kept to yourself and she would make friends with a tree, if given the opportunity.

At times, it felt hard to keep up with Sana. She was just so bright and outgoing and social and you were…not. Where you liked to laze around on rainy days, she liked to dance in the rain. When you wanted to laze around all day, she wanted to go on an adventure. But when you realised that your feelings had turned into something more than just platonic friends, she was none the wiser.

That being said, her extroverted nature definitely made your life more interesting.

Since meeting Sana, you had been to a carnival for the first time in your life, where you almost threw up after stuffing yourselves with overpriced hotdogs and too-sweet cotton candy. Your first trip abroad was with her, too. She took you to Paris; “just because she had an extra ticket,” she had said so nonchalantly, as if she wasn’t setting the bar astronomically high for anyone who came after her.

And, of course, now you were watching the South Korean production of Chicago, with her head rested on your shoulder. You had never been so tense. You feared making the slightest move would make her raise her head from your side, or ruin her comfortable position. Not to mention you were already in an unfamiliar environment.

But she seemed so at ease, and eventually you began to relax, as well. That was the thing with Sana. For some reason, she was able to change you for the better when no one else could.

There wasn’t anything wrong with your shy disposition before, but after meeting Sana, you found yourself more confident, more daring. She made you laugh harder than you knew you could and taught you more than your entire school career could ever imagine.

She was, for lack of a better term, your other half.

And you made her better, too. Around you, she didn’t feel that she had to put on a performance, be the smiley, ever-cheerful girl everyone expected her to be. She didn’t even need to say anything for you to understand.

But now, sitting in this music theatre with hundreds of strangers, with music blaring through the speakers, and lights bright enough to cook an egg, it was all a bit much.

You needed to tell her. You wanted to tell her. About how much she meant to you. About how she inspires you to be a better person everyday. About how much you admire her.

And yet, you couldn’t.

What would they say? Your parents? Your friends? You were sure they would never hurt you, but it was still daunting to share such an vulnerable part of yourself. And, to be completely honest, the prospect of being anything more than friends with Sana was terrifying.

What if it didn’t work out? You didn’t want this friendship to end, not when she made you feel so whole. And what if she didn’t like you like that in the first place? She is physically affectionate, but she may just be with all her friends.

“Hey,” that soft tone on your shoulder snapped you out of your trance, “are you okay?”

“Oh, yeah,” you said, totally convincingly, “I just…need to go to the bathroom. Be right back.” After which, you had left before she even got to say anything.

You just needed a bit of air. The music theatre was so stuffy, and man, was that music loud. And why did it smell like smoke? Smoking was prohibited in the theatre, and it wasn’t like someone was just sitting there smoking—

“This doesn’t look like the bathroom to me,” came a lighthearted voice from behind you. Sometimes you were astonished by Sana’s amazing ability to cut you off right as your mind is getting away from you.

After there was no response, she came closer.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. Nothing’s wrong.” It had come out harsher than you intended, and you could see the flash of hurt in her eyes, making you feel all the more guilty.

“It’s okay if you don’t wanna talk about it. But if you do, I’m always here to listen.” Her bright eyes conveyed so much love and concern, you almost melted on the spot.

You contemplated telling her. What did you have to lose? The best friendship you’ve had in years and possibly your happiness. No big deal.

“Look, I just…before I say anything, I want you to know that these past couple months have been the best, and I am so incredibly thankful that I ever met you, Sana.”

“What are you—“

“Wait, let me finish?” She nodded and allowed you to continue.

You took her hands, which surprised the both of you. “You know that I’m not the most outgoing person—even getting through this is taking all I’ve got—but I just can’t hide it anymore.”

You took a moment to prepare yourself for potential rejection and heartbreak, but what you didn’t notice was Sana’s flushing cheeks.

“I really like you, Sana. More than just friends. And I’m really sorry. I know you don’t like me back, and you probably don’t feel that way about girls, and I totally get that, and it’s completely my fault—“

“Can I kiss you?”

It felt like a sucker punch to the stomach. But, like, a good sucker punch.

“…What?”

“Can I kiss you?” By now, her face was fully red—no doubt yours was the same shade—but she had such a mischievous smirk on her face you just wanted to kiss it away—

“Uh, sure.”

Uh, sure? You internally cursed yourself. Fortunately, Sana found it funny, chuckling as she leaned in.

The moment your lips connected, you felt like you were flying. Literally. Your entire body went numb and you could no longer feel the ground under your feet or the evening wind against your hair. And you swore you could feel clouds brushing against your fingertips.

Or maybe that was Sana. She was just as soft and delicate as clouds, anyway.

All doubts and worries were erased from your mind for those few seconds. You didn’t care about what your parents would say, or your friends, or even the old lady watching you two from across the street. You kind of cared about that last one; it was a little creepy.

However, even after you broke the kiss, you still felt invincible. And maybe that was because you were hooked on the drug that was Sana, or maybe you still hadn’t processed it yet, but you felt like you could conquer the world

And you were glad you had her by your side, to conquer it with you. Through the hard decisions and the scary situations, you knew she would always help you come out of your shell.

#twice #twice imagines #twice imagine #twice scenario #twice scenarios #twice fluff #twice sana #twice sana imagines #twice sana imagine #twice sana scenario #twice sana scenarios #twice sana fluff #minatozaki sana #minatozaki sana imagines #minatozaki sana imagine #minatozaki sana scenarios #minatozaki sana scenario #minatozaki sana fluff #girl group imagines #kpop girl group imagines #girl groups imagines #kpop gg imagines #gg imagines #kpop gg #kpop girl group #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop idol

[soulkeeper801]

Morning snuggles - Mina

Mina x f!reader

Fluff, Suggestive

Words: 0.6k

Mina won't let you go.

As you hurriedly prepared to leave for work, Mina's imploring voice stopped you in your tracks. "Wait, don't go," she whispered, her arms encircling your waist, pulling you back into the warmth of her embrace. A gentle smile played on your lips as you felt her snuggle against your neck.

The room was dimly lit, and in that soft glow, Mina's own smile mirrored the contentment you brought her. "It's so cold when you're not here," she confessed, finding her perfect spot nestled in the crook of your neck.

You turned to face her, capturing her lips in a tender kiss. The sweet exchange deepened as Mina's fingers threaded through your hair. "I'll be late for work," you murmured, but the warmth in your eyes betrayed the reluctance to part.

Mina responded with a playful pout, tracing circles on your back. "Who said you have to go?" she teased, her lips meeting yours once again, as her hands made their way inside of your shirt. Her fingertips teasing your skin.

The outside world faded as the room filled with the sweet taste of shared affection.

"I wish I could stay like this forever," Mina confessed between kisses, her eyes filled with sincerity and longing. You chuckled, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "As much as I'd love that, duty calls." Another lingering kiss sealed your words, a promise of your return.

She cupped your face and, ignoring your words, brought your lips to hers in a hungry kiss. A kiss that for a couple of seconds made you second guess if you were really needed in the office that day.

Time seemed to lose its meaning in the warmth of your connection. "You're my favorite distraction," Mina admitted, her eyes sparkling with affection. You smiled, pressing a trail of soft kisses along her jawline. "You're mine," you whispered, savoring the taste of love on your lips. As you made contact with her sweet spot on her pulse line, Mina threw her head to the side, letting a soft moan escape her lips. “More,” she whispered and it fueled you to keep with your ministrations. Your teeth nibbled her skin and your kisses started to go down to the exposed skin of her chest, your left hand teasing her nipples through the thin fabric of her pajamas.

“Now you can’t go,” she said, her eyes filled with desire as she unbuttoned her top. Your once steady breath was now wavy due to the sight of her hardened nipples and her skin adorned with little goosebumps.

Out of sheer habit, your mouth engulfed one of her buds and your tongue flicked against it, eliciting another moan from her. “Y/N…” she trailed her words, “please…”

The outside world seemed to grow distant as the two of you created your own little haven. Work commitments faded into the background as you allowed yourself to be present in her affection. Mina's soft moans and the rhythmic beating of your hearts created a sanctuary you both wished to prolong.

With a last glance at the clock, you made a mental note to come up with a good excuse later, before diving into her, as her fingers gripped your hair to bring you closer.

#twice x f!reader #twice x reader #twice imagine #mina x f!reader #myoui mina fluff #twice mina x f!reader #myoui mina imagine #twice fluff #myoui mina x f!reader #myoui mina x reader #myoui mina smut #soulkeeper801

[soliarus]

*sigh* Business Party

-fluff, suggestive, business partyyyy shenanigans, first kiss!?!? OH MY GAWD finally finished the series!! Thanks @miinatozakiii for the original request!!

: taking your niece’s teacher out to a business party is crazy

words 1.4k

teacher!sana x fem!reader

part 1 part 2

“You look very pretty, Sana,” you mumble with a blush as you stiffly hold up a bouquet of flowers when the apartment door opens. She was wearing a white dress with a faux feathered coat draped across her shoulders. Sana bashfully smiles as she steps out. 

“And you also look very pretty, Y/N” Your blush increased tenfold as Sana looked at you from under her lashes. 

“T-thank you!” You were wearing a really pretty black dress, and Sana couldn’t keep her eyes off your body. It just hugged your curves in all the right places, in a way that makes her itch—the good kind of itch. 

“Thank you so much for being my plus one, Sana!” you say as you open the passenger door for her, “I really appreciate it; I didn’t know who else to bring. Last time I brought Eun, and let’s just say she was a bit too excited.”

“Of course, Y/N! Thank you so much for inviting me; I’ve never been to a party like this, and I’m excited!” Sana beams as she places her hand over yours, which rests on the door handle. You swallow as Sana’s fingers rub against yours. 

“Y-yeah…” *gulp* 

— 

“Oh, Sana, before we go inside…” You start. Still in your car, the venue is only a couple steps away. It’s clear you were nervous. 

“Yes, Y/N?” Sana looks at you expectantly, but with the most caring eyes. 

“This is for you.” You pull out a bracelet, carefully crafted with fine silver and diamonds. “I had it specially made for you; it’s a thank you. For joining me tonight.” 

—

The party was much fancier than Sana intended; the hall was adorned with gold and maroon decorations. And it just smelled rich. Like someone spilt a bottle of Chanel Cuir de Russie. 

Sana was nervous, like really super nervous. She fiddled with her fingers, bringing them up to play with the bracelet you had given her a few moments ago. She cautiously eyed the magnificent room. You sensed her nervousness and slowly held her hand in yours. 

“I was nervous at my first party too, but I promise you, I won’t let anything bad happen to you tonight.” You softly tell her, squeezing her hand reassuringly. This time Sana feels her breath hitch. You just look so good. You smile at her, lost in her eyes for a second, before coming to your senses. 

“Hey, you’ve got to try the wine here; the rich snobs love it,  seriously it tastes like trash.” You whisper the last bit into Sana’s ear, who just giggles as you walk her towards the huge bar in the corner. 

“Oh, oh wow…” Sana covers her mouth with her hand, squeezing her eyes shut after taking a sip of some wine. You try to hold back your laugh. 

“See, I told you, just because the bottles are more expensive doesn’t mean the taste gets better.” you giggle as Sana slumps over the counter. 

“What’s with rich people and bitterness…” Sana mumbles but then her eyes widen as she looks at you, “I-I didn’t mean you- I just-” 

You really couldn’t hold back your laugh this time as Sana stumbles over her words. She’s mesmerized by the way you tilt your head back and place a reassuring hand on her shoulder, your eyes forming crescents. God, she feels lucky enough to be in your presence. 

“Ah, Ms. Magical Diamond has decided to finally attend a party,” a deep voice spoke from behind you. You turned to face a tall 6’6” man, his broad shoulders and buff muscles constricting within the suit he wore, his mustache proper yet holding so much power. 

Sana felt astonished, frightened even, this man was scary, he’s got to be some bodyguard, mafia boss, assassin, or something. You– no scratch that everyone looked so small compared to him. Yet your smile didn’t show any fear at all, you beamed as you hugged him. 

“Mr. Puff!” You exclaim. Okay, weird name. Sana thought. But her nervousness dissipated as she saw the man smile, it seemed so fatherly, co comforting. 

“Sana! This is Mr. Puff! He’s the owner of Puff’s Bakery!” You introduce her. Oh, this big guy owns that one cute bakery in New York—the one with white walls, completely adorned with baby pink decor? 

She’s astonished as she stares at the man. You giggle at her awed face, “He might seem all rough on the outside, but trust me he’s just a big old cream puff”. You reassure her, Sana just nods as you and Mr. Puff begin a light conversation. 

While you’re distracted, she takes the chance to look around, not at the place, she’s already done that, but at the people. Her eyes catch celebrities and business entrepreneurs of all kinds. Some of them she didn’t know anything about, except for one thing, they could probably buy her life in a heartbeat. 

Holy sh*t, is that Kim Kardashian!? 

“Sana? Sana!” You were waving a hand over her face, trying to get her attention. 

“Huh?” You giggle as she turns to you, looking like a confused puppy. You place a hand on her cheek. 

“You’re so cute, you know that?” You murmur, staring into her eyes. Sana’s face flushes. 

“W-what?” 

“Uhh I mean that– like– you…let’s just leave” 

—-

“It’s still early in the night...would you like to come over to my place?” You ask Sana after leaving the venue. 

“If you don’t mind! I would love to see your place!” Sana beams, her eyes twinkling, ready to see your home. 

You two stop in front of a huge building, handing in your keys before leading the way. Just as the two of you step into the elevator, a whole bunch of people step in. Why are there so many people out right now? You wouldn’t know. One thing you did know was that your front was literally pressed against Sana’s right now as the two of you were shoved into the corner of the elevator. 

You were breathing against Sana’s neck, her hands wrapping around your waist to keep you from falling. Don’t look down. Don’t look down. You chanted in your mind. You shivered as one of her hands trailed up from your waist across your back, against your neck, before grasping your chin. You didn’t have any time to react because she tugged your face up only to place a soft peck on your lips. You were shocked, to say the least. 

When you tried to make eye contact with her, you saw she was looking somewhere else, or at someone else. A man, you saw him scoff and stuff his phone in his pocket before turning to look at the door instead. Sana also let out a scoff under her breath before looking at you. Her serious eyes, now wide and full, you saw as her face slowly turned red. You also felt your face burn as everyone in the elevator stepped out, leaving the two of you alone in there. 

You take a step back, once the doors close, your chest heaving. You notice how Sana’s hands linger a bit before she speaks up, “I’m so sorry, Y/N. I shouldn’t have done that without your permission, that guy was eyeing you weird and I think he was going to take a picture of you– I know that’s not an excuse but–” 

You stopped her in her tracks, “I liked it…” you whispered. 

“What…” She breathes out. 

“I liked it” 

—

As soon as the door closed, you pushed Sana against it, your lips fully on hers. Two breaths combined into one as you tugged each other closer. Your make out session didn’t last long though. You felt yourself freeze in your spot when you heard someone clear their throat behind you—a sound you’re way too familiar with. 

“E-eun! What are you doing here!” You turned around, hair slapping Sana in the face. There was your niece in all her glory, wearing her Barbie pjs, a cup of milk in her hand, the other tapping against it as she leaned against the wall. 

“Mom dropped me off five hours ago, had the place to myself…” She shrugs as if it’s the most normal thing ever, “I should be the one asking that question to her” She points to the woman behind you, “Ms. Minatoki…” 

“I–uhmm…” Sana has nothing to say, not even the normal correction of her name, her mouth opening and closing like a fish, I mean what can you say after your student finds their aunt’s lipstick marks all over your face. 

You hurriedly hand Sana a tissue and help her pull her dress straps onto her shoulder. 

“Why didn’t your mom tell me she was dropping you off,” You groan. 

“She texted you, and emailed you, and called you, even left a voicemail, I think?” Eun murmurs. 

“You should be in bed.” 

“So you could have my teacher in yours?” 

#sana x reader #sana imagines #twice x reader #twice imagines #twice imagine #twice sana

[zvhw]

My funny valentine.

momo x f!reader

Summary: Momo starts to drift off from your love weeks ago, but you both still went on a valentines date. But, unfortunately, she became your funny valentine instead.

tw: Momo doesn't like you, blood is mentioned.

genre: angst

a/n; a little something before I post the misana fic bc that has been taking me a bit too long. Hope u guys enjoy my first fic !

It was Valentine's Day at midnight. The place was illuminated by the bright moonlight. There were food trucks parked all over the area, lively music playing, happy yells coming from everyone, and fun or rigged games to compete in.

You and Momo were having a carnival date on Valentine's day since you both had been ridiculously busy for the past few months.

Holding Momo's cold hand while walking through the loud crowds, accidentally hitting them while you both were at it.

When you both finally made it to the game, you grinned and looked at Momo, who had been completely uninterested since you two had arrived at the carnival and was staring down at her phone. You brushed it off as a minor inconvenience and held her icy hand tighter, signaling her to look up, at least.

"C'mon Momo, y'know the time we spend together is important." You said while grinning a little trying to make both of you and Momo's cloud positive.

"Hm? Oh, yeah. Uhm, what's this?" Momo said with a monotonous voice, finally looking up on what's In front of her.

"Really, You don't remember anymore?" You exclaimed with a slight tease in your tone.

Even while you appear enthusiastic, you were actually devastated over the realization that Momo couldn't even recall how the two of you met in the first place. You both have loved basketball since high school, but you just take pleasure in watching it. However, Momo adored basketball and was essentially a member of the school's jock. Ever since high school and basketball brought you two together, you two had been in love.

But you've already noticed that Momo has begun to slip away from your affection and place her attention elsewhere. When you became aware of this, it hurt. Your heart seemed to be pumping more vigorously than usual, and you may have felt as though it were being violently squeezed.

Your heart still beats for Momo, even if her love was dead to you.

"What? It's just a basketball game." Momo looked at you with a questioning look.

"W-well, I mean—" you stammered under her crushing gaze. Her gold necklace encircled her neck flawlessly. her lips were luscious and naturally pink, and the way her jet-black hair fell, a literal museum piece.

But, the temperature had dropped even more, making the chilly wind kiss your skin and face. The loud noises that had been all around you both gradually subside. The time slowed down, and everything that was not Momo started to blur out.

"Yn. C'mon, let's go somewhere else." Momo said nonchalantly, not waiting for your response, she was already leading you to a place.

snapping out from your daze you had finally processed what was happening and followed her.

A thought of the sunrise had just quickly entered your thoughts as the two of you were walking. Every time you were with Momo, you disliked the sunrise. Since she was rarely present in your relationship, you didn't want the time to pass whenever you were together. resulting in loneliness within your lonely body

Glancing at Momo, you've noticed that she'll occasionally check her clock. It wasn't like she needed to attend something—it was her day off, so why was she so tensed?

Momo gazed at you as you gruffly laughed, unsure of whether you were gradually losing your mind or not. But as time goes on, the noisy carnival noises slowly fade away, and the air grows colder.

"Momo.. What are your thoughts on the sunrise?" You questioned and swung your and Momo's hands together, looking intently at her.

"I suppose it's okay. I truly don't care." Momo uttered. Your lips were quivering since it was so chilly that a cloud was coming out of your mouth. Sadly, There was no indication of warmth between you, and her icy touch was doing nothing to help either.

Why?

She looked at her clock once again, truly hurting you.

'Don't look at the clock, let's enjoy this.'

Those were the words that lodged themselves sharply in the back of your throat. It was terribly unpleasant and tough to escape from your mouth.

Finally reaching your point, you stopped walking and let go of her hand. You didn't mind that your lips were chapped and cold, or that your hands were numb. Nothing can stop you if you can still talk.

"Are you playing with me, Momo?" you stammered under the cold air.

When she remained silent and just stood there with her back facing you, confused and unable to respond. So, you made the decision to continue, "Fuck, Momo! I'm so fucking tired. You don't seem to understand." You exclaimed with your hands raising.

Momo gave a long sigh and turned to face you. Her eyes were lifeless, stale, and dull. She had a deep frown in place of the smile she always used to wear when facing you. Deeply frowning at your direction.

Those eyes seem so honest.

"Look, I'm just really tired today and—"

"god, you are a hilarious valentine" You grinned dryly while kicking a pebble across the gravel floor and swinging your arm in fury.

"Fuck, Fine! Since you want the real truth, I don't fucking love you anymore!" Momo paused, then continued, "I fell out of love... Months before already."

She saw you looking down at the ground as she cast a quick glance your way. "It's not your fault, yn," she said, heaving another heavy sigh, "I simply just fell out of love, and got the impression that our love will not reciprocate once again." Momo stated as she approached you and took both of your hands in hers to console your pitiful heart.

After what felt like hours, you finally looked up to her eyes in an attempt to detect any warmth in her dark blazing gaze. And there was, but it was the type of warmth you didn't like. She was offering you warmth, but it was tinged with regret, worry, and a suggestion of goodbye.

The frown on Momo's face was swiftly replaced by a bittersweet grin as you looked down at her lips once more. It was an unpleasant sight.

Her lips formed a thin line and she looked down in regret, getting to smell her vanilla-scented hair.

"I—I must leave. It's been wonderful, yn." Momo spoke cautiously, releasing your warm hands and leaving you in the cold. You couldn't breathe, and the air made you feel even more alone. Momo turns away from you without giving you a final glance.

After a short while, your knees tumble to the gravel floor, scratching your knees as warm tears slowly leak from your eyes and turn your eyes red.

Momo has been in your mind ever since she stole your heart, and you gave it to her. You wanted her to hold you and embrace you. However, If she was serious—

Everyday would be valentine.

But she instead became your funny valentine.

#momo x reader #hirai momo x reader #twice x reader #twice imagines #kpop x reader #hirai momo #twice imagine #twice angst