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fanfic writing culture isn’t “oh dang! I wanted to write about this prompt with this character but someone else already wrote it, so now I can’t”.

fanfic writing culture is always “two cakes is better than one. the more the merrier. there can ever be enough fics of this character with this prompt!”

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"Together Forever" | Oneshot

Sinners | Bo Chow X Fem!Reader

Note from Nat: "Don't even look in my direction guys. I'm just down bad but I hope you all enjoy this oneshot hehe!"

Warning(s): Spoilers, Smut, Language, Semi-Proofread

Pre-Read Summary: You’re a cashier at Bo Chow & Co and have been tasked with taking care of business while the Grace and Bo are out the opening night of Club Juke. However, the night takes an unexpected turn.

🚧undergoing minor rewrite revisions🚧

You tapped your foot impatiently as the clock hands moved to indicate that it is almost well into the night. The Chows had entrusted you in watching the shop and cleaning up, promising to be back in time to take pick up Lisa.

“Now we’ll be back by eleven, which is just enough time for Bo and I to enjoy ourselves,” Grace explained with a hint of nervousness in her voice.

“Y/n gets it honey,” Bo called from the back room, trying to calm his wife’s worries. “No need to be a worry wart now,” he ensures, emerging from where his voice could be heard.

Grace, on one hand, was showing off in a pretty party dress with her hair done up all nice. But Bo, his look was something that had to be forcibly taken from your imagination. Not that he’s never dressed up all fancy, but the dress shirt, khaki slacks, and navy blue vest really did a number on you. The way his sleeves were rolled up just to show the veins so evident on his forearms. Or how his hair was groomed and parted so nicely, but nothing compared to his sweaty and hard-worked figure after a long afternoon.

You felt a sudden wetness across your lips, not realizing for a split second that you had dragged your tongue across so provocatively. In an instant, you turned scarlet and quickly dabbed your apron across your lower lip.

“It just may be a lot for one girl to take care of,” Grace justified as she flattened the skirt of her dress for what seemed the millionth time.

If you were being honest with yourself, you weren’t so sure how Grace scored someone like Bo. With her ‘by the book’ behavior and his laid back demeanor, a feeling deep inside you wondered if he ever wanted something more. Someone who could offer more.

“We won’t keep you out all night Y/n,” Bo swore as the couple got settled into their truck.

“Take care baby,” Grace waved to Lisa, who was manning the check out counter.

She gave her parents a small wave, not knowing it would be last time she’d see her mother. But neither did you, arms crossed as they drove off down the road.

Grace seemed like a safe choice, the right choice. Straight forward and easy love. But the thoughts that kept your mind working all night didn’t mind if you could be the wrong choice, the dangerous lover. Forever in the shadows, not ever daring to step into the light.

Bo always reminded himself to not give into you. Though you had no clue of his true feelings nor did you know of the thoughts that plagued his mind. Hell, he has a wife and kid-a whole life he was already living. But he itched to know the life he could live if he had you.

That’s why when he turned, and Grace couldn’t fathom joining him. Even though an eternity with her husband was right at the door, Bo decided on you.

“Why don’t you catch some shut eye,” you said, turning to Lisa who’s tired eyes met yours. “I’m sure they’ll be here soon,” you assured.

“It’s been hours,” she groaned like the teenager she was, trudging her feet as she made her way to the backroom where a couple chairs were.

You wouldn’t lie and say you weren’t worried yourself, with the klan and other evil entities out there-you could only hope that Grace and Bo were alright.

That’s when you heard a car engine getting closer, cautioning you to move from behind the counter and check the window. Before you could reach it, the sound of a car door opening then shutting. The couple finally returned, or so you thought.

Tilting up one blind with your finger, there stood Bo who you weren’t able to make out his face. But the familiar muscular slim build was enough to identify him. He tossed his head back slightly, gliding a hand through his dark hair as if to settle it back into place.

But just he alone walked up to the store doors, promptly knocking slightly. Your eyes looked for Grace but perhaps she was still in the truck. When you decided to move toward the door lock, Bo’s voice called out.

“Y/n Darlin’, mind letting me in?” He asked which stopped you dead in your tracks. Bo not once ever called you anything but your name.

So when your legs buckled slightly at the pet name, your knee knocked into the newspaper stand right beside you. The weekly newsletter was scattered across the floor.

“It’ll only be a minute, and I’ll be on my way home,” he added, a smile evident in his tone.

You didn’t wait a second before opening the door for him. But when he was finally in the proper light, you realized how disheveled he looked. His dress shirt was slightly untucked, a button was knocked off his vest, and there was a noticeable silver glint in his eyes.

“Bo-Mr. Chow, are you alright?” You asked as your eyes glazed over him in worry.

“Nothing but a good time at the juke joint,” he waved off before stepping a little closer towards you but not exactly in the store. “How about you let me on in there?” he asked, glancing around behind you.

“Of course,” you breathed, clearly shuffling out of the way.

“And let’s get this cleaned up,” he sighed as he got on one knee and began collecting the newspapers on this floor.

You gulped hard with Bo basically at eye level of your womanhood. He was close, you could’ve sworn he could hear your beating heart. Once he gathered all the papers, he placed them back on the stand.

“Did you and Ms. Chow have a good time?” You asked trying to make kind conversation.

“You’d just have to be there to see how grand the whole thing was,” Bo said, pondering on the moment for a second. “Folks from all over coming to dance, drink, and eat-nothin' better than that,” he commented.

He noticed how your hands fumbled together as if trying to come up with the next thing to say. The same half smile still plastered on your face, unsure of what to do next. Chuckling at this, Bo moved past you and towards the back room, as if he knew Lisa was resting there. As you waited for the two of them to come back, you had collected all your belongings from the counter.

“Where’s mama?” Lisa questioned sleepily, walking along side her father.

“She’s still at the joint cleaning up with Miss Annie,” Bo muttered back almost like it was rehearsed.

Your brow perked up at this. He left Grace on her own this late at night? But you decided not to ask any questions that weren’t your business.

“You comin’ Y/n?” Bo asked, glancing over to you.

“I could walk,” you replied as if the thought alone didn’t give you the least bit of creeps.

“All the way home with no help at all?” Bo scoffed. “Come with us and you can spend the night n’ we’ll take you home tomorrow,” he said, a bit more like an order than a suggestion. “Too late for a young pretty woman to be walking alone,” he added.

“If it’s no problem,” you said, not wanting to inconvenience them for a last minute house guest. “Mrs. Chow won’t mind?” You wondered.

The three of you made your way out to the car after you switched off the lights-making sure to lock the front doors as well.

“Don’t worry about her, it’ll be fine,” Bo ensured.

You couldn’t help but worry on the ride back to their home. What if Grace thought of you as disrespectful for staying the night? But Bo suggested you could and how could anyone decline an offer from someone as charming as him.

It felt as though you took a long blink and then you were right in front of the Chow’s home. To which Bo turned to you and handed you the keys.

“Could you open up the house and I’ll carry Lisa on in,” Bo instructed already getting out of the truck.

“Alright,” you said quickly, fumbling with the keys as you headed towards the door. “There we go,” you huffed and reached to switch on the porch light.

You motioned to Bo that the front door was open as he approached with Lisa in his arms. You knew he was strong but he seemed to carry his daughter in with no problem. Kindly, you held the door open as they stepped inside.

Upon placing the keys on the front table, you slid off your sweater and purse. The house seemed very in place and had Grace written all over it. The wildflowers in vases around the house. Colorful fabric curtains and family photos adorned the windows and walls. It was clean and tidy, nothing out of place.

“I’ll just put this little one to bed then I’ll help get you settled in Y/n,” Bo announced in a hushed tone before heading up the stairs.

You moved around to the living room area, taking a seat on the sofa. Part of you felt like this was a bad idea, that Grace was gonna be coming in hot any second now. As if your anxiousness hadn't already been at a high, your eyes set on what seemed to be Bo and Grace's wedding photo on the table across from you.

A young couple grinning ear to ear, the photo probably taken right after the ceremony. Grace with a beautiful bouquet of roses and Bo with a matching boutonniere on his suit jacket. Now you were in their home with the farthest from pure thoughts about the man of the house.

The photograph alone was enough to sway you, making you want to leave right then and there. Placing the framed photo back on the table, you moved back towards the front door where your belongings were. Slinging the purse on the shoulder and your sweater in the crook of your arm. Your hand reaching for the front door-

"Thought you were stayin' the night?" a voice called out, almost tauntingly.

"I-I really shouldn't Mr. Chow," you insisted with your hand now firmly resting on the door knob. "Grace isn't even home and I would hate for this to be improper," you added nervously.

"Now you shouldn't be letting your pretty little head worry about her," Bo sighed, emerging from the stairs.

"Isn't she coming home soon?" you gulped, glancing at all the photos on the wall.

Bo didn't answer but rather slowly sauntered toward you. He almost loomed over you like a shadow bigger than the figure casting it. Your hand wavered from the door know, turning to fully face him. Eyes registering the fact that there was a bit of blood on the corner of his lip.

"Y-you're bleeding," you blurted out quickly, a quivering hand pointing to the crimson liquid.

"It seems so," Bo played off, rubbing it off with the back of his hand. "Too damn drunk to remember knocking into anything on my way down," he chuckled trying to lighten the mood. "But honestly darlin'," he sighed looking you up and down. "You ain't goin' no where."

"What?" you muttered, blinking quickly.

"Seeing that it's late and all," he explained with a shrug, "I'll show you to our spare room," Bo said as he tilted his head-motioning for you to come upstairs with him.

The floor boards creaked as you both ascended to the second floor, a dimly lit hallway with a couple candle lights. Bo showed you to the bedroom at the end of the hall which included a smaller room for bath, sink, and toilet.

"Hopefully you find this of comfort for the night," Bo smiled from the door as you placed your things on the dresser where a mirror carefully set atop.

"Yes. Thank you again Mr. Chow." you smiled back politely.

"Bo is alright," he said, "You can call me Bo," he clarified.

"Bo." You nodded, his name rolling off the tongue smoothly just like how you'd say it while lying in bed. Eyes shut to welcome the dirtiest of dreams, fingers in your panties, and your body twisting in pleasure.

The shutting of the bedroom door ripped you out of your daydreaming. Taking hold of the candle dish on the nightstand, you used it to guide you into the bathroom to freshen up before bed.

After changing out of your dress and into your undergarments, you shuffled back into the bedroom, noticing another door next to the bed. Curiosity took control and it felt as though you floated towards it, opening it quietly as to not alarm Lisa or Bo.

In front of you hung both clothing that belonged to a man and woman-obviously Bo's and Grace's. You decided to check the dresser as well and found another framed photo tucked away under a couple pairs of boxers. This confirmed that you were staying the night in the couple's room. An odd feeling felt as though it was crawling up from under your skin.

Why would Bo give you the main bedroom when his wife was to arrive home at any time? Why did he dismiss your worries about Grace? Where was Bo and Grace supposed to rest tonight?

Millions of these questions raced around your mind, but you decided to get the answers. Checking out the windows, you saw no other cars except Bo's truck outside. You could still see dim lighting from under the bedroom door. Perhaps Bo was just waiting in the kitchen for Grace?

You decided to check for yourself, just for peace of mind. You started with the door across from yours. No soul in sight through the hallway, but lights seemed to be on downstairs. Twisting the door knob quietly, you pushed it open to reveal that you were in Lisa's room.

She laid snoring softly while not even being tucked under the covers, remaining in her day clothes. Stepping closer, you saw that her wrist hung off the bed, something dripping from it resulting in a soft tapping sound. It was too dark to make out what the liquid was without getting closer so you reached your candle beyond and realized that it was blood.

Alarmed, you swiftly turned on your heel and made way in search of Bo. However, your whole body halted abruptly when he mysteriously came into view out of the darkness.

"Sweet of you to check on her, darlin', but she's just resting," he said with an almost evil tone in his voice.

"Bo-Lisa is bleeding," you replied, turning back to the point at her.

"I was just making sure my little girl was gonna be taken care of," he uttered as if the sight wasn't anything to worry about. "It's all part of the plan-the vision," he said coolly.

A bit shaken, you step out of the room with Bo, allowing him to shut the door behind you. He wordlessly took your hand and brought you back to his and Grace's bedroom.

"It's time to turn in for the night I suppose," he sighed as he began to remove his vest.

"This is isn't proper." you voiced, placing the candle dish on the table. "Grace would-"

"She ain't coming back," Bo declared as if tired of the mentioning of her name. "She didn't see the vision, despite me offering a life that wouldn't end-she just couldn't accept it".

"What vision are you even speakin' of?" you remarked and in an instant the silver glint in Bo's eyes grew heavy and his sly smile you knew all too well revealed his sharpened set of teeth.

"The vision I'm offering to open your eyes to darlin'," Bo stated like it was simple as he went back to the shedding his clothes. "The kind where you and I don't gotta worry about what others may think. The life we can live together-forever," he said, kicking his clothes to side and making his way to you. "Wouldn't you want that?" he prompted.

"I don't know," you replied flustered at the intimacy in the question.

"You don't know if you'd want me to care for you, to love you, to treat you the way you've been itchin' for late at night?" he asked as if he had known all along. "I know what my Lisa knows, she catches the looks you give her daddy when you think I ain't lookin'" he smirked.

Bo stepped closer, hands on the hem of your undergarments. You turned your head slightly to avoid his gaze, resulting in mistakenly giving his access to your ever exposed neck. He leaned in and inhaled your scent. His lips barely grazing your soft skin as his hands moved to place themselves at your waist.

"Baby, I could give you that life," he whispered. "Then no one could take you away from me," he added before pressing a kiss along your neck, earning a gasp from you.

"Bo-" you moaned, egging him on to plant more kisses across your exposed skin.

His arms moved to lift you into his arms, your legs wrapped around his waist securely as he walked over to the bed. Bo placed you on the cot gently, watching as you let out of a breath and your eyes widening at the solid state of his manhood underneath his boxers.

"Want me to give this to you?" he asked, his hand softly stroking his clothed cock.

You sat up slightly as you wordlessly nodded, unsure if there was even a wrong answer to his question. Bo smirked at your eagerness and ridded himself of his remaining clothing and you did the same.

"Darlin' you sure are pretty," Bo sighed in awe at your perky tits. "You're everything I imagined you'd like underneath all that ruckus," he admitted as he joined you on the bed. "C'mere baby," he motioned from the head of bed whilst on his knees.

As you scooted closer, Bo turned you around so that you'd be facing the mirror. Your eye lids grew heavy at the sight of the two you naked, skin to skin.

You heard a moan leave Bo's lips as your ass rubbed against his cock. Suddenly it came to you that you've never done nothing like this before. Now the man that you could only imagine of doing this to you was staring back at you from the mirror.

"Bo I ain't never done anything like this with someone before," you rambled anxiously.

"Baby you ain't gotta worry, I'll be real careful." he said, calming you instantly, "Just lean on me and let love on ya," he insisted and pressed his palm to your chest.

You watched as Bo fondled your tits, rubbing your nipples which allowed for the most erotic noises to leave your throat. His hands drifted down south and right where your button was and began rubbing it in a circular motion.

With you back arched, Bo used his other hand to ensure that you were still looking into the mirror. Both of you moaned at the sight, your slick let him know just how bad you wanted him.

You leaned forward slightly as Bo moved your hair onto one side, giving himself access to suckle on your neck. He didn't mind leaving marks that would remain for the next couple days. Neither did you at this point.

Bo was feeding off the explicit noises you let out and the sight alone could've made him come undone. But he wanted to take his time on you, after all, you both waited so long for this.

"Let me in baby," Bo huffed, the thick tip of his length teasing at your folds. "Tell me it's alright that I do darlin'," he pleaded as your slick began coating his tip.

You let out a guttural moan as his face rested on the crook of your neck, the feeling of sharp teeth dragging along your skin. Part of you acknowledged that once Bo turned you, there wouldn't be one bit of normalcy to return to. But you were willing to give it all up. To give everything to him, to have him for eternity.

"Yes," you whimpered as you watched Bo's jaw begin to open. "I let you in," you sighed.

It felt synchronized, the feeling of Bo as he slid his cock passed your folds and into your pussy along with his teeth sinking into your neck. You gasped at the intense pain and pleasure you felt in that moment, Bo's thrusting up into your cunt as he held your arms captive.

Bo loved the taste of you and watching as you gave your entire body to him. Your eyes fluttered continuously as he sucked your lifeline diligently.

"This what you've been wanting darlin'?" he whispered into your ear. "For me to fuck you and make you mine?" he asked, not caring that your mouth was left agape letting all the noises you were making escape.

"Mhm," you mumbled, your body rocking with every thrust.

Bo looked down and watched your pussy take every inch of him. Every time he pulled out the wetter the coating of your slick became. He was in control and finally he was able to have you all for himself.

"How about you let me fill you up baby?" he asked, feeling himself grow closer to cumming with every thrust. "I would love to see myself drippin' out of you like a faucet." he groaned at the mere thought.

"P-please yes Bo," you gasped as his hips snapped into your. "Fill me please," you yearned.

Your moans copied the slamming of his cock, your hair becoming more a mess. A knot began to build up in your stomach as Bo re-adjusted himself and aimed for that sweet spot.

"Oh Bo," you cried as he repeatedly fucked into the spot with no sign of stopping.

"I'm gonna fill you to the brim darlin', don't you worry." he snickered into your ear. "But I wanna make sure come undone for me baby." he said, "Can you do you that for me?"

"Yes b-baby," you assured, which sent Bo over the edge.

Your walls clenched around him as your knot released and hot seed began pouring into your cunt. Bo's thrusts faltered before your both fell back onto the mattress.

"You're mine. Forever darlin'. "

MAY 2025

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"Ain't No Fling" | Oneshot

Sinners | Bo Chow X Fem!Reader

Note from Nat: "I'm back! (again). You guys have no idea how hard my jaw dropped when this man was on screen. I was clutching my pearls!"

Warning(s): Spoilers, Smut, Language, Semi-Proofread

Even from down the road, the live music from the juke joint radiated, and it felt as though every note pulled you in closer.

“Miss Y/n,” Cornbread nodded as he rose from his post by the door.

“Cornbread, how ya doin’ these days?” You greeted warmly as he tipped his hat kindly.

“Mighty fine, expecting my missus to deliver any day now,” he smiled from ear to ear.

“Now if y’all need any baby watchin’ then knock on ma door anytime,” you offered before stepping into the joint.

The music seemed to flow through you as the crowd danced to the beat. You watched as Delta Slim and Sammie performed on the stage, earning hollers and cheers from the crowd.

Dryness tickled your throat, your feet carrying you to the bar where Annie stood keeping watch over the frying fish.

“I was hoping to see tonight,” she smiled as she reached her palm out to squeeze yours warmly.

“Oh I wouldn’t miss this for the world,” you assured, taking in the atmosphere around you. “The music, drinks, the food,” you sighed contentedly, “It must feel nice to have Elijah back,” you added.

“I don’t know if it’s a happy feeling’ or my head is achin’-trying to keep up with his business,” she replied with a tired but happy look in her eyes. “But don’t let my chatter stop you from having a good time,” she said, dropping more cuts of fish into the boiling hot oil.

“Annie you could never," you assured, grabbing a couple coins from your purse. "Just a beer for me please,".

"Comin' right up," she nodded as she counted the money and handed over the chilled bottle. "Enjoy yourself now," she jokingly instructed as you got up from your seat.

"I always do," you beamed before sashaying back onto the dance floor.

You watched as Sammie took his place on stage once more and began to sing, chills were sent down your spine. The room seemed to have moved in slow motion as everyone fell into the music.

Tipping the bottle against your lips, your body felt free and fluid. A tap on your shoulder pulled you from your trance. You met the trickster smile of Elias, alias and nickname - Stack.

"Glad you came out tonight," the younger twin grinned he gave a loose hug. "There's someone I want you to meet,' he said mischievously.

"You tryna get me into trouble Stack?" you replied back playfully as he guided you to the back of the old sawmill.

Pushing open a door, you were greeted by the smell of cigarette smoke and the man who had the white stick in his mouth. When his eyes set on yours, the cig bobbed a bit as his lips curled up.

He tossed his playing cards on the table, leaving the other players baffled. His eyes took in your body like drinking water in the dessert.

"Y/n, this is Bo Chow-he's a grocery owner," Stack chuckled as the man with jet black hair stood to his feet.

"And mighty handsome at that," You exhaled, offering your hand to Bo.

"Sure is a pleasure to finally meet you Miss Y/n," Bo said as he brought your soft skin to his lips.

"You know about me?" you asked, Stack slipping out of the room sneakily.

"Sure do," Bo replied, "But you gon' know awful well of me by the end of tonight." he promised as he took the beer out of your other hand and took a swig.

"Boy don't play about a good time," you tsked as he put out his cigarette and set your bottle on the table.

"I ain't no boy," He corrected, "And I swear I ain't gonna disappoint," he added and took your hand-leading you deep into the busyness of the crowd.

The rhythm of the music and the soft haze due to the smoke made it all feel make-believe. Bo twirled you into his arms smoothly, your back pressed against his chest.

Your hands slithered behind you and combed their way through his hair. Bo couldn't help but let his own hands discover what could possibly be held captive underneath your dress.

His lips pressed lazy wet kisses against your neck, earning a gasp that erupted from your throat. It was as though you were in your own world and your core was just itching for more.

Bo spun you around-now both you facing one another. Without instruction, he leaned in for a kiss. A kiss you greedily allowed and met his lips halfway hungrily.

You felt him smirk against your lips and his palm traveled down the back of your dress. His grip hugging the curve of your ass gently.

"Can you handle all that?" you teased, taking a breather.

"Handle it? Baby it's mine now," Bo said coolly and you could've sworn he could sense the slick wet coating pooling in your undies.

In an quick act of boldness, your hands pulled him in by his shirt collar. Your lips hovered against his ear as you muttered, "Then come take it,".

Bo pulled away, searching your face for a dirty grin but he was met with a small smile and eye lashes batting slowly. As if your invitation didn't leave his length becoming more apparent underneath his slacks.

He had no hesitation in taking your hand once more and making his way out the juke joint with you. Cornbread chuckled as he moved aside from his post.

"Now ya'll be careful uh-uh," he warned jokingly, watching Bo whisk you away to his car.

"Pay us no mind Cornbread," you giggled as you swatted your hand in his direction. "You takin' me home?" you asked as Bo helped you into the backseat.

"We won't even make it home baby," he confessed, biting his lip at the sight of your dress sleeves beginning to slide down your arms.

After taking a quick look around through the windows, Bo slid unbuttoned his vest and joined you. You weren't sure if it was the heart beat in your chest or the pulsing of your cunt that made you shiver. But Bo took it up on himself to guide the sleeves of your dress all the way down to your ankles.

You whined as the air of the night surrounded you. Impatiently, you scooted closer to Bo but he placed his hand on your chest.

"Let me take in the sight honey," he asked, "Don't want you mistaken me for a fling," he sighed as he began taking of the rest of his clothes.

Your hand trailed up your back to unhook your bra, Bo watched wordlessly as it dropped into your lap. Your eyes continued to watch his as you kicked off your shoes and slid your panties down.

"Oh honey," he said breathlessly, leaning in to capture your lips once more.

You moaned as he pulled you into his lap and wet pussy dragging against his cock. With one hand supporting your back, Bo's other hand cupped your breast.

Breathing heavy, Bo motioned for you get up slightly as both of your eyes looked down. Your hand reached for his length, wanting to guide it into your cunt. Upon getting a hold of it, your wrist began sliding up and down.

Bo stifled a groan as he watched you begin to sink back down onto his cock. Your pussy tight and wet, making the feeling all the more satisfying.

"Baby-" he sighed, watching your ride him like a horse.

Tits bounced in his face as you bounced up and down. He was mesmerized by your body, every part of it. You watched him throw his head back, his hands beginning to guide your hips.

"You likin' this?" you groaned as your walls clenched around him, wanting to keep him inside you forever.

The rocking of the car caught the attention of other passer-byres. Cornbread however telling them to mind they business no matter how hard the vehicle swayed.

"Didn't even bother leavin' the car lot," he sighed, shaking his head at your's and Bo's recklessness

MAY 2025

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‼️ALL IN FAVOR OF SOME BO CHOW FANFIC SAY AYE (or like this post hehe) ‼️

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"The Fool" | Drabble

Xo, Kitty | Min Ho Moon X Fem!Reader, Min Ho Moon x Kitty Covey

Note from Nat: "Ho did u just twist the knife? Have you guys seen that TikTok where the guy with the violin accompanies the instrumental during Scott Street by Phoebe Bridges. It'll make this fanfic 10x more sad."

Warning(s): Season 2 Spoilers, Semi-Proofread

You thought Kitty had gotten over Min Ho. Min Ho told you that he had moved on from Kitty ever since he met you. She was the girl that everyone told you not to worry about, despite her meddling and awkwardness at times.

The sight before you was basically the final nail on the coffin. As the rain came down, Kitty found herself in Min Ho's arms. What seemed at first as an innocent goodbye, proved to by the reflection of unspoken feelings. Feelings that lingered despite Min Ho asking you to be his girlfriend, your first shared kiss, your I love you's.

You felt as your hot tears intertwined with the cold rain droplets. The grip on your suitcase tightened as the pair pulled away just to gaze longingly into each others eyes. This summer break was meant to be time for you and Min Ho. Clearly, he would be missing Kitty during every second of it and maybe wishing you were her instead.

It felt as if your body had been cemented to that spot until Min Ho and Kitty realized your presence over by the steps a few yards away. Min Ho's heart dropped, seeing your tear stained face causing his hands to leave Kitty's sides.

"Y/n-baby it's not what it looks like!" he hollers as he started making his way to you.

"I feel so stupid," you sobbed, your body shaking with every wail. "How could you do this to me?" you questioned.

"No-I just-"

"Have feelings for Kitty? Still?" you asked as he approached you on the steps. "What if you didn't realize I was here? Would you have kissed her?"

"Baby I love you," Min Ho tried to ensure, reaching out for your hand.

"You love her! The one you defended day and night. The one you'd go to for advice and confide in about everything. I should've seen it from the start." you rambled after stepping away from him.

Kitty nervously approached the two of you, in a means to mediate and calm the situation.

"And I don't want to hear a single thing from you," you spat bitterly, pointing a finger at her accusingly. "To think I asked you to set us up. It must've been so easy for you-considering you like him so much. Knowing his favorite color? Candies? Movie?" you scoff as the pair stood there in silence.

"Y/n." Min Ho frowned, "I'm sorry," he apologized.

"We're done." you replied. "I will never let you make me look like the fool ever again."

MARCH 2025

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"Feelings" || Requested Oneshot

XO, Kitty - Min Ho Moon x Fem!Reader

Note from Nat: "I received this oneshot request from @plutoOooO! And this is also how I'm announcing that requests are finally open again! *fireworks and confetti* Enjoy loves <3"

Warning(s): Cussing, Smut, Overstimulation,

Kitty plays Matchmaker once again while everyone's preparing for Chuseok at KISS. This leads to both yours's and Min Ho's untold feelings to step into the spotlight once and for all. Feelings quite stronger than just a crush

"I've brought the shopping!" you called out as you stepped into the boys' dorm room. "Q? Kitty?" you say, kicking off your sneakers and heading into the kitchen.

"Hey Y/n!" Kitty greeted after stepping out of her bedroom. "Thanks so much for wanting to help with Chuseok." she smiled as she gave you a hug.

"Of course! I had no idea that so many of us were staying in town for the holiday," you replied, pulling away from the hug. "So, what exactly are we making? Because all I did was follow the list," you said with a little laugh.

"It isn't exactly me and you cooking but rather you and Min Ho," Kitty explained with a knowing grin, which made you heartbeat quicken.

"Me and-"

"-Yep," she nodded, "You guys will be able to spend proper one on one time, totally undisturbed,".

Your lips formed a thin line as you turned to the kitchen sink, “I think I’m going to be sick,” you coughed.

“You’ll be fine, and plus-this is the perfect time to clear the air,” Kitty reminded, patting your back gently.

You and Min Ho had been friends for years. And for half that time, you’ve had feelings for the playboy. And what came with being a playboy? Countless girls, random or never seen again after a few days spent with the friend group.

You always felt as if Min Ho would never want something serious, let alone possible ruin such a good friendship with you. So, for such a long time, you pushed your thoughts and feelings for him away.

No one realized how deep your feelings for Min Ho were til Kitty showed up. She made it her mission as a self-proclaimed Matchmaker to get you two together. She says that “There is definitely some chemistry between you guys.”

“Hey Y/n,” a voice said cheerfully, that voice belonged to Min Ho. “Thanks for getting the shopping,” he beamed as he walked towards you.

“Okay I gotta get going,” Kitty said quickly, dismissing herself from the conversation and the front door shut behind her.

“Hi,” you said with a tight smile, awkwardly moving to grab a couple pans and pots. “What’s on the menu today?” you ask, trying your best to not act weird.

“Well, I do have a method, so I’ll just need you either chop or stir stuff,” Min Ho said as he got closer and placed an arm around your shoulders. “I deem you, my sous chef,” he joked but you couldn’t even find anything he said humorous.

Your stomach felt as if it was flipped upside down. And maybe you were sweating? Maybe you were turning pale? Who knows. But all you knew was that you had no escape and no backup.

“Y/n?”

You snapped out of your nervous daze and looked back up at Min Ho. His face flashed with concern, catching on to your lack of attentiveness.

"Ah yes, I'll just be stirring and chopping away," you say, hands motioning both actions before you quickly dropping them-feeling like a proper idiot.

"Right, let's get to it." Min Ho says, migrating all the veggies and herbs on the counter to the sink. "How come you didn't go visit family Chuseok?" he asks.

"It's quite the journey just to be there for 48 hours or less," you shrugged, clearing the counter of any shopping bags and trash. "What about you?" you questioned.

"As you know, my mom and I usually celebrate Chuseok together, but she couldn't this year. So, she sent me a basket." Min Ho explains, pointing to the gift basket that sat on one of the bar stools.

"That's sweet of her," you commented, glancing over at the present.

Yeah, but my dad? Not so much," he chuckled, drying all the veggies and placing them next to the cutting board. "Can you get started on these?" he requested with a smile.

"Of course," you nodded, absent-mindedly reaching for the onion that was still in Min Ho's hands. "Oh-I"m sorry," you said quickly; after watching it drop to the ground.

"Are you alright Y/n? If you're not up to it, I can get figure this out on my own," he said as he plucked the onion from the floor, wiping it down with a paper towel.

"I'm okay, it's just-" you paused.

"It's what exactly?" Min Ho asks curiously, looking deep into your eyes with his coal black ones.

You took a deep breath before saying, "Okay, Kitty left me here with you so that I could confess my feelings for you". Minho merely blinked so you continued to ramble on. "But clearly, the pressure of me explaining how I fell in love you but also don't want to risk our friendship literally eats my alive!"

"-And I totally understand that you don't feel the same way about me because of that blank look on your face. I just don't know how to stop feeling the way I do about you. I've tried talking to other people and even going on dates but always realized it's you who I wanted to be with." you sigh, and Min Ho squinted slightly with his head tilted to the side.

"-Don't even get me started on the total tens you bring to our hangouts," you add, referring to the girls he brings around. "You're out of my league and such a catch. So honestly, I seem pretty stupid for thinking you might even as much as like me back." you groan as you stormed out of the kitchen and began putting your shoes back on.

"-I just can't do this. I'll just leave." you say, your face feeling hot as you reached for the door.

"Do I not get a say in this?" Min Ho asked, grab hold of your wrist gently.

"I don't feel like hearing you shut me down right now," you grumbled as you turned back to face him.

"Y/n, I'm not going to," he replied with a smile, making your eyes widen.

"What?" you said quickly.

"Why would I? I've fallen for you so hard; a lot, not a little bit." he confessed. "I always thought you were too good for me," he said, now taking proper hold of your hand in his. "You are just so perfect and I'm just me," he shrugged.

You stood in the entryway in disbelief. Min Ho had felt the same way this whole time and you had not a single clue about it.

"If I had known sooner, I would've already done something about it," he said with a smile as he stepped forward and cupped your cheek.

"L-like what exactly?" you stuttered, your breathing hitched as your nose brushed against each other.

"This." Min Ho muttered, pulling you in for a kiss.

Min Ho's soft lips pressed gently against yours and it felt as if they moved in sink. Your arms were slung around his neck as his found their place at the small of your back.

The world felt still but also as if it were spinning, with your eyes shut-all you could focus on was on close Min Ho had pulled you in. It was like he didn't want to ever let you go or move on from this moment. Perhaps you both became the center of gravity, and everything was being put into place.

Both of you pulled away instinctively for some air and your eyes fluttered open, settling on Min Ho's gaze. Your faces remained merely a few centimeters apart, sharing the same breath before leaning once again.

This time, there was a certain kind of passion in the way your kiss felt. Your heart was pounding as your hands ran through Min Ho's well-kept hair. His lips left yours's and began a trail to your jawline, down to your neck.

A gasp escaped your lips as he began suckling on your skin. Quickly being able to identify your sweet spots. Your knees felt as if they were going to give out as he pulled your blouse down for more access. His lips felt like a heaven, you could only imagine how the rest of him was going to feel.

"Oh my-" you moaned as Min Ho worked his way around, leaving marks wherever possible.

"Yes?" he mumbled against your skin, watching how your thighs shifted against each other. "Tell me what you want," he said as he pulled away from your neck.

"You, I want you," you sighed as your chest rose and fell heavily.

Min Ho's hands drifted to the hem of your trousers, his fingers pulling the zipper down. You held breath as he pulled them down nice and slow.

“Is this, okay?” he questioned, his hand hovering over your clothed pussy. “Y/n?” He said as he looked up and into your eyes.

“Y-yes,” you nodded as he also pulled down your underwear, helping you take completely remove any clothing from your lower half.

Min Ho then stood up and led you around the kitchen and motioned for you to sit at one of the barstools. You wordlessly complied, getting comfortable in your seat just for Min Ho to pull you in. Both literally and mentally, you were on the edge of your seat.

He then placed himself between your legs, his face directly in front of your dripping cunt and your legs over his shoulder. Min began kissing your inner thighs, teasingly getting a bit closer every time.

“I wish I knew sooner how wet I get you,” he smirked before brushing his fingers against your fold. “How badly you wanted me,” he says, beginning to rub your clit gently.

In a repetitive circular motion, his finger worked your pussy. His eyes darkened with lust, watched as your chest rose and shuddered with every breath. Your head thrown back, but he could still hear you heavy breathing and soft moans.

He then pushed a finger through your fold and slowly. You gasped as you felt him slid into your pussy with ease. Min Ho chuckled due to the noises that escaped your lips, provoking him to insert a second finger.

Curving his finger slightly against your walls, your own hands were holding your position steady on the stool. Just then your phone rang, you and Min Ho both froze for a second.

“I think that might be Kitty,” you sighed as Min Ho pulled from you. “Hey,” you say after grabbing your phone and answering the call.

“How’s everything going?” She asks excitedly, unaware of the literal position you were in.

“Everything’s going just fine,” you reply as Min Ho pulled you away from the counter, guiding you to the couch. “What’s up Kitty?” you question.

“Well, I just wanted to know what the status was on the food,” she replied as you watched Min Ho take off his pants and boxers. “We are just setting up a couple more decorations,” she adds, while you both sat down.

It was difficult to focus on the call when the guy who just fingered was stripping down. His toned abs were where your attention was at. Your eyes noticeably widened and focused down south.

“Yeah, we’re a little behind but can definitely get things done in 20-30 minutes?” you guesstimated. “I sort of did forget a few things, so we ordered for them to be delivered,” you lied, Min Ho moving you into a laying down position and your legs in the air.

“Are you okay?” Kitty questioned with worry in her tone, “Your breathing is a little heavy,” she reasons while Min Ho took his position on top of you.

“I’m f-fine,” you tried to assure as he caressed the tip of cock against your folds. “Just a bit peckish,” you add.

“Well did you guys talk it out yet?” She asks, you could visualize the giddy smile on her face.

“Yeah, and you know-“ you began before the phone was taken out of your grasp.

“Now’s not a good time Covey,” Min Ho huffed, tossing his head back to remove his sweat gelled hair back. “I need Y/n-“ he blanked, “-For pot stirring.” He blabbered quickly before hanging up.

“Pot stirring?” You snorted as Min Ho placed your phone on the coffee table.

“What? Did you want me to tell her what were really up?” He asked with a brow lifted.

“No,” you replied, your face turning bright red.

“Better be quick,” he sighed, “Hope you can take it,” he smirked as he finally pushed his cock deep inside your cunt.

With one of your legs over his shoulder, Min Ho began slamming his hips against yours. A rush of cold air hit your chest as Min Ho lifted up your top along with your bra.

You were a moaning mess as Min Ho continuously drilled into your walls. Every thrust becoming rougher and quicker than the previous one.

“So bloody wet for me,” Min Ho smiled smugly, “You can’t even say anything back-too busy taking this dick?” He wondered before slowing down.

“Why’d you stop?” You muttered almost incoherently, being able to lay still.

“Turn around,” he instructed, and you did as you were told. “I just wanna feel you come for me,” he grunted, shoving his cock back in your cunt.

Min ho propped you up against his chest. His hands greedily squeezing your tits. Your hands found their way reaching and gliding through his hair.

“You are so sexy,” Min Ho whispered in your ear. “Your pussy feels so good around me,” he says, placing kisses along your neck.

“Fuck,” you gasp, feeling a knot begin to form in your stomach.

“You’re close huh?” He muttered as you feel his hand trail down to your clit.

Min Ho started rubbing your clit and the blissful feeling that overcame you sent you into overdrive. You moans became increasingly pornographic as he hastened the speed of his hips.

“F-feels too good,” you slurred, “Min Ho-fuck it’s too good,” you said again.

“Well, I’m not gonna stop,” he murmured, looking down and watching your ass bounce on his dick. “Not til you cum,” he huffs.

“Stop,” you moaned, your cunt squeezing around his length, “Oh God,”

“Cum for me,” he said, the speed of his hand and his hips not wavering.

Your body shivered as a wave of ecstasy hit you, but Min Ho didn’t stop. This time, he bent you over and got his dick slamming into your sweet spot.

“Cum with me,” Min Ho huffed, his hands pulling you in repeatedly by the waste

“I c-can’t,” you whined, your vision becoming blurry.

“You pussy squeezing around my cock shows otherwise,” he moans, the clapping sound of your hips echoing through the dorm.

You felt like you were gonna pass out, everything felt too good. The way he kept fucking into you made you begin to shake.

“That’s it,” you hear Min Ho say, your cunt tightly entrapping his length again. “Don’t let me leave this pussy til you cum,”

As if on que, you came once more right as Min Ho pulled out and covered your back in his hot seed. You finally slumped onto the couch, eyes shut and breathing hot.

“I don’t think we’ll never not do that’s,” he chuckled, going to grab a towel.

Gently, Min Ho wiped you down and due to you lack leg function, he helped you put your clothes back on.

He also quickly threw a meal together, enough to cater for everyone meeting for Chuseok. You admired him from the couch, since he insisted you rest while he cooked.

Still shirtless, he prepared everything for the trek back to main campus. Since you were going to have to walk, Min Ho decided to carry everything.

“Where have you guys been?” Q questioned; everyone was already finding their seats.

“Busy whipping up a good meal,” Min Ho replied as he handed off the food to Kitty. “Sit with me?” He asked as he turned to you.

“Of course,” you smiled as you both went to sit with your group of friends.

When everyone was finally seated and Kitty gave a little speech, Min Ho held your hand. Looking over at him, he gave a cheeky grin.

“I’m glad to have spent it with you,” he smiled.

“So sappy,” you joked as Kitty sat across from you before eating the dinner on your plate.

“You guys look like you did more than talked,” she whispered, and your eyes widened.

“And what exactly did they do Ms. Covey?” Lee questioned between bites.

“Made-uh such a delicious meal,” Kitty said quickly. “Chuseok really brings people together,” she laughed forcefully.

“Right,” Professor Lee muttered.

JAN 2025

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AHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH! - Nat

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“Sugar Baby” || Oneshot

XO, Kitty - Min Ho Moon x Fem!Reader

Note from Nat: "After making the alphabet which you can also read here, it has given me inspiration for more Min Ho writing! Enjoy babes! Oh also, requests will be opening soon so keep your eyes peeled!"

Warning(s): Suggestive, woah and not a smut-fic??

A summer getaway with Min Ho to Cebu, Philippines. But despite of booking first class, the airline manages to leave your luggage back in Korea.

“Do I just stay in the same clothes the whole time?” You groan, throwing your hands up in defeat.

“Apologies ma’am,” the worker replied, “Your luggage will be available to you once you land at Incheon International Airport,”.

“It’ll be alright,” Min Ho insisted, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “Thank you,” he nods to the worker before pulling you away from the baggage claim counter.

You let out a large sigh as you trudged towards the exit doors of the airport. You had already curated amazing outfits to post on your IG throughout your travels. But all you have now is your backpack.

“Hey, at least you didn’t lose your passport or anything super important,” your boyfriend said, trying to look at the bright side.

“My skin care pouch was in there too,” you muttered as a chauffeur with a sign that read Min Ho Moon became visible.

“Sounds like the perfect excuse for a shopping spree,” Min Ho smirked.

“Okay we don’t need to be doing all this,” you scoffed as you walked into the mall.

“Don’t worry about it babe, I’ve got it,” your boyfriend ensured, waving his wallet in his hand.

“That’s even more of a reason not to be here,” you retort before feeling an arm grab yours and whisk away towards one of the boutiques.

“This place looks nice,” Min Ho nodded in self-approval. “I’m sure you could pick up a couple things here,” he ensured.

Your eyes did linger on a few items, totally giving beach vacay vibes. Upon tossing at least the weight of a small dog-worth of clothes to your boyfriend, you decided to try everything on.

“Baby, you’ll have to be honest with me, okay?” you call out from behind the curtain.

“Always baby,” he hollers back before you pull the curtain aside. “Wow,” he says, genuinely astonished.

“Shush,” you blush, turning back to the mirror and examining the flowy white dress. “I think this is nice for a beach stroll or maybe a swimsuit cover up?” you suggested as you turned back to your boyfriend.

“I think one in every color would be nice,” Min Ho added, “What are the other colors exactly?” He asked, looking towards the sales associate

“No no, one of these is fine,” you insist before shutting the curtain again.

After trying on other items, you made your way to counter to pay. But the cashier began waving her hand at you dismissively.

“No need ma’am,” she assured with a smile, “The young gentleman paid for your items,” she adds as she placed large bags on the counter.

“Baby-“you gasped as you whipped your head to look at your boyfriend.

“I just saw how much you liked pretty much everything you tried on and decided that it should last you the whole trip,” Min Ho replied, the corners of his lips turning up.

“This is basically my lost luggage,” you state as you took the bags from the counter, totally in disbelief by your boyfriend’s actions.

“Next stop, bathing suits,” Min Ho smirked with a knowing look on his face.

After walking into the next boutique, Min Ho failed to notice that this particular store didn’t just specialize in swimwear but also lingerie.

So, you thought, what better way to thank your boyfriend for treating you like sugar baby than show him what’s going to be treating him?

Right after you made selection of bathing suits, Min Ho got up instinctively and assumed you would be done. But he was surprised to see the sales attendant hand you a couple more things to try on.

“More bikinis?” your boyfriend asked as you shimmied on a lace thong.

“Nope,” you replied, also hooking its matching bra and a silk robe.

“I’m not complaining,” he chuckles as he sat back down. “More for me,” he shrugs contently to himself.

“Ta-da,” you sang whilst pushing aside the curtain. “What do you think baby?” you smirked,

Min Ho was struck by a lack of words, his attention totally absorbed by the stunning view in front of him. It was very rare that you had sported a look like this. Especially since if you wanted to do the deed then there would be no need to special attire.

Standing up, your boyfriend wordlessly walked over to you. His hands appeared at your waist as you stood there and watched him just about drool over you.

“This is brilliant,” he finally said, his hands behind to trail up your torso.

“We are in public!” You giggled before stepping back and shutting the curtain in his face.

“I’m going to require some assistance from you later,” Min Ho blushed as he utilized the countless shopping bags to cover the tent in his pants.

JAN 2025

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𝐗𝐎, 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

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𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑯𝑶 𝑴𝑶𝑶𝑵

Our Little Secret || Short-Fic

Flustered || Short-Fic

NSFW Alphabet

Sugar Baby || Oneshot

Feelings || Oneshot

𝑳𝑶𝑨𝑫𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑬 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑻…  ██████ 89%

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NSWF ALPHABET || Min Ho Moon Edition

XO, Kitty - Min Ho Moon x Fem!Reader

Note from Nat: "I think it's safe to say that we all would like a slice of Min Ho Moon. But hopefully this smutty alphabet helps us cope! Enjoy babe <3"

Warning ⚠️: NSFW, Smut, Cussing, Kinks

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Minho likes to clean you up with a towel and wipes. But definitely prefers a shower if your legs are up to it.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Minho's favorite body part of his own are his hands because they help him explore and please you. Your mouth is his favorite whether he's kissing it, fucking, or hearing whatever explicit noises you make for him.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

He loves the feeling of you cumming around his cock and watch as it drips out of your pussy.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He loves riling you up, getting into a heated debate with you. There's something about the way you assert yourself which makes him wish you were more dominate in the bedroom.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

UH HELLO? He's literally considered a playboy. I think it's self-explanatory.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Missionary, even though that sounds pretty basic. But literally whatever position that allows him access to your entire body, especially your tits.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

I wouldn't necessarily say he's a goofball during sex, but he definitely loves to tease you.

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Min Ho shaves down there regularly and considering his love for skin care, I think the carpets do in fact match the drapes.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He isn't vanilla but will definitely be gentle and soft a majority of the time. But he also has his hot, raunchy, rough days.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Knowing that it gets you going to watch him stroke his dick is really one of the only reasons he does it. Plus, he likes watching you stroke it for him like a good girl.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Min Ho has a praise kink that hasn't fully tapped into because he wants to remain seemingly dominant. He also has a dom kink but would love to see you ride him like a cowgirl. Ooh also a sugar daddy kink, he wants to take of you as much as possible.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

The bedroom or any bedroom for that matter. Not saying that you guys haven't tried it anywhere else... ;)

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Min Ho gets turned on by the sight of you in the clothes he buys for you. Whether that may be dresses, heels, bathing suits, more intimate pieces o_o

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He doesn't want anyone else in the bedroom doing the deed with you guys. He also doesn't see a need for toys or any contraptions either.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Okay I know I said that he was a seasoned and experienced man, but he still needs some work on giving. But he loves watching you work on length whilst he sits back and enjoys the scene.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Min Ho can do both, but it definitely depends on his mood. Fast and rough if you've teased him far too much or he's had a bad day. Slow and sensual is when you guys are completely on your own without any distractions.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He loves a good quickie. In the car? Yes. In a storage room? Yes. Between classes? Yes.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He doesn't like most experimentation because for him, his body and yours is enough for a brilliant time. But loves to joke about you two getting caught.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He never wants to overexert you nor himself so two rounds max in one go.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Toys are a no no for Min Ho.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He loves to tease you, especially when in public spaces where neither of each other can fulfill your lustful needs in the moment. He also loves when you tease him, it somehow always catches him off guard.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He won't be shouting from the roof tops, but you'll be hearing some low groans and moans from him.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Min Ho is definitely the type of guy to book an air bnb or luxury penthouse for the weekend so you two can playhouse *if you know what I mean...*

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

He has decent girth but is lengthier than you may think.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Min Ho being a gentleman is up to it if you're up for it. But if it were completely up to him then ya'll might never leave the bedroom.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He'll fall asleep as soon as he knows you're cleaned up and taken care of.

JAN 2025

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“Hey so Valentine’s Day is coming up…should I make a fanfic-athon?

I’m taking everyones like from this post as a yes”

- Nat 💗😙

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"Flustered" || Short-Fic

XO, Kitty - Min Ho Moon x Fem!Reader

Note from Nat: "Back to back Min Ho fics??? Didn't expect to get so much positive feedback. Thanks for going easy on ya girl, I'm still a bit rusty! Enjoy and make sure to wipe that drool off your face babe!"

Warning(s): Spoilers for "XO, Kitty" seasons 1 & 2, A little bit of Smut, Language, Sorta Proofread

As the fall semester came to an end, with everyone not wanting to part ways even for a just a month, Min Ho decides to invite the entire friend group for a winter getaway.

“Where’s Y/n?” Asked Dae which made everyone’s heads turn before the sound of snow crunching was heard.

You approached the group that was currently enjoying the hot tub, arms crossed to keep your robe shut. Min Ho suggested that the hot tub would be best way to relax after a day of travelling

“Hi! Sorry I’m late to the party,” you smiled whilst kicking off your slippers, then sliding your robe off your shoulders.

“Hot damn girl,” Q said, overcame with astonishment. "Drop the workout routine asap please," he joked as everyone's eyes lingered on your figure.

“Oh stop it,” you laughed and rolled your eyes. “This old thing isn’t worth the hype,” you insisted, but everyone would’ve begged to differ.

The navy blue two piece you were sporting hugged all the right places. Your ass and tits looked like they needed saving. The sight was definitely giving body tea.

Everyone watched as you made your descent into the tub and sat in between Kitty and Min Ho. Kitty had given you a small wave whereas Min Ho could barely make eye contact. Various conversations continued but Min Ho remained in an unlike-him-silence.

He wondered how he had not noticed how hot you looked until now. Not saying that looks are everything, but Min Ho felt stuck on how he never gave you a second glance.

"-Right Min Ho?" Dae asks, turning to his best friend who was clearly zoning out.

"Sorry what?" Min Ho replied, snapping out of his trance.

"We're gonna be able to go skiing first thing tomorrow, right?" Dae reiterated, a slight tiredness in his voice due to Min Ho's lack of contribution to the conversation.

"Of course," Min Ho nodded before his gaze back on you, who was too busy chatting with Yuri and Kitty to realizing anything else.

"Woah okay, this is new," Q teased, as his eyes followed Min Ho's. "The bikini has got your eyes lurkin'" he says, making Jin snicker at the observation.

"What are you guys talking about?" you ask with an unaware smile on your lips, Min Ho's eyes instantly looking down.

"Min Ho here seems to have-" Q began.

"Shut it," Min Ho tsked before moving to leave the hot tub.

"Hey, we were just joking," Jin called out as Min Ho shuffled back into the house.

"What was that about?" Yuri questioned, all conversations now put on pause.

"Is Min Ho okay?" Kitty asked, looking to the other boys occupying the hot tub.

"He's just a little flustered," Dae replied, the feeling of worry instantly overcame you.

"Did I do something?" you say wide-eyed but to no response. "I'll go check on him," you say before making your way out of the tub and walking towards the house. "Min Ho?" your voice echoed throughout the home.

You noticed a light coming from inside the kitchen and chose to investigate. There stood Min Ho, chugging a bottle of water with his slim yet toned physique being illuminated by the refrigerator light. He began to cough up said water after realizing your presence.

"Bloody hell, you scared me," he coughed, covering his face with the inside of his elbow. "What is it Y/n?" he asks while shutting the fridge door.

"What's with you?" you quizzed, "Ever since I joined you guys outside, you've been quiet and when I tried to converse with you-you run back inside!" you add with a hint of frustration in your voice.

"It's not my fault-"

"-So it's mine? What did I do wrong?" you cut off, urgently wanting an answer as to why your friend was avoiding you.

"Y/n, it's because y-you literally look like t-that!" Min Ho exclaimed as if it were common knowledge. "How else is a guy supposed to act when you decide walk around wearing something like that?" he questioned.

"Is what I have on not okay? Was there something in my hair?" you blabbered in response, instantly being overcame with the self-conscious feeling.

"It's fact that when I saw you earlier, I wish you didn't have anything on" Min Ho muttered in an almost whisper like volume.

The realization finally hit you, Min Ho had been eyeing you since you stepped into the hot tub. You face flushed a bright red, clearly flattered by the words that just came out of his mouth.

"So what you're saying is-"

"What I'm saying is that you look almost too good," Min Ho said, his voice deep and eyes darkened like a lion about to pounce on his next prey.

The small distance between the two of you shut in almost an instant, his hand cupped the side of your face gently. You could've sworn that the beat of your heart could be heard from miles away.

Your lack of response gave Min Ho time to lift you up and place you on the kitchen counter. Accidentally, you let out a small whimper at the feeling of the cold tile touching your skin. Min Ho felt as if he could've finished off that noise alone.

Standing between your legs, Min Ho's hands traveled all the way back down to your ass. You watched his eyes really take in your body, as if he could drink you up like a glass of water.

"Tell me to stop, and I will" Min Ho whispered as he gave your plump skin a squeeze.

Leaning in with your lips close to his ear, finally you replied, "I don't think I want you to stop".

Min Ho took this as his green light and you felt as his hands unclasped your bikini top. Grabbing the piece of clothing, he tossed away fand his eyes settled on your breast.

Biting his lip, Min Ho took one of each into his hands. "Beautiful. You are so beautiful Y/n," he said with is his accent thick, almost like he was about to melt at the sight of you.

You gasped at the feeling of his breath on your tits, causing a domino effect of butterflies and goosebumps to cover you. Min Ho chuckled at this, rubbing your nipples with his thumb in a circular motion.

Eyes closed; you threw your head back at the sensation before feeling something foreign come in contact with your breast. Min Ho's tongue began exploring your chest. It was as if he was trying to paint a picture.

His grasp on your tits became slightly more secure as he was egged on by your moans. He was marking his territory all over you with bright red hickeys.

Your half assed attempt to stifle your moans was with the palm of your hand. Min Ho however loved how loud you were getting for him and yanked your hand away from your face.

"I want to hear you," he insisted, pulling his lips away from your chest for a mere moment. "I want to hear you all night," he smirked, leaning in for a kiss.

"Uh guys?" a voiced that belonged to Yuri called out. "Is everything alright?" she asked, her voice trailing off into the hallway probably in search of you both.

Min Ho looked down with a smile on his face before getting your swim top from the ground. You quickly put it back on then pulled your hair to the front to cover the marks Min Ho left behind.

"W-we're here Yuri!" you replied hopping off the counter and walking out of the kitchen with Min Ho right behind you.

As Yuri came walking back towards you guys, her head tilted to the side in confusion, "What were you guys doing over there in the dark?"

"Just got some water," Min Ho replied, which seemingly convinced Yuri enough for her to walk back outside. "I'm not done with you yet," he whispered in your ear, giving your ass a slap.

JAN 2025

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“Our Little Secret” || Short-Fic

XO, Kitty - Min Ho Moon x Fem!Reader

Note from Nat: "Okay, but me coming back to Tumblr after binging xo kitty wasn't on my 2025 bingo card. We are so back babe! Enjoy these crumbs whilst I dust off my keyboard ToT"

Warning(s): Spoilers for "XO, Kitty" seasons 1 & 2, Smut, Language, Not Proofread

"I swear, if you get caught one of these days then you're on your own!" Q warned, Dae chuckling lightly as they watched Min Ho slipped on a pair of shoes.

"I won't get caught," Min Ho replied as he turned his head to face them. "When have I ever gotten caught?" he scoffed as he examined himself in the mirror.

"Uhm literally last week when you sprinted around campus in the early morning and only wearing underwear and socks," Q retorted from the couch before realizing, "That was a bit more of a close call if I'm being real here,".

"Exactly, never got caught and never will," Min Ho said with a sly smirk, "Plus, Y/n is in the solo unit dorms," he reminds before walking out the door.

"It'll only be a matter of time," Dae sighed, shaking his head at his best friend's recklessness.

You heard the sound of a knocks on your dorm room door, instantly recognizing the specific pattern to inform you that it was Min Ho waiting to be let in.

Hurriedly yet excitedly, you made your way to the door and swiftly opened it. Min Ho was taken aback by the clothes or rather the lack thereof it on your small frame.

"Why are you here so early?" you whispered, yanking him into the room before shutting the door behind you. "I haven't gotten my nightly dorm inspection yet,".

"Well, I couldn't wait to see you and who said we couldn't have some fun til’ they get here?" Min Ho replied in a hushed yet seductive tone, his eyes taking in the sight before him. "You wouldn't mind a little inspection of our own, would you?" he smirked as his has slithered their way around your waist.

You suddenly felt as though any clever retort you had bubbling in your system faded away. Min Ho pulled you in closely, allowing for you both to be basically sharing the same breath of air. He leaned in, catching your lips against his while tightening his hold on you.

With every kiss, the difficulty to pull away became more intense. You brushed your tongue against Min Ho’s lip as he backed you into the wall adjacent to the front door. His hands began to hike up your silk night gown.

“I could just take you right here,” Min Ho muttered under his breath, his cold hands making contact with your warm, soft skin.

The palm of his hand gently gave your breast a squeeze. You let out a whine as his icy cold touch messaged your chest. This only made the tent in Minh’s trousers tighter.

“But someone might hear us,” you say, an aching feeling beginning between your legs. “They could be here any minute,” you remind as Min Ho effortlessly lifted you off the ground.

“Then you better stay quiet,” he said without a hint of worry in his tone.

With one hand on your ass to keep you in place, he utilized the other to undo his belt and trousers. By this point, you were sure a whole waterfall had made its descent down your leg. Min Ho chuckled as he kicked his pants away from him after they pooled around his ankles.

He felt your clothed cunt throb, with only your panties and his boxers in the way. The notorious playboy has slept with countless girls but you were just so different. He had never been with someone who looked just as good on the outside as she felt when he’s inside

Wasting no time, Min Ho removed all remaining articles of clothing. The tip of his cock teased the lips of your pussy. He loved how your wetness basically coated his manhood like a glazed donut.

“M-Min Ho-“ you whimpered impatiently, just wanting to feel his dick be buried deep inside already. “Fuck,” you gasped as half his length pushed inside your walls.

“So tight for me,” Min Ho groaned before pulling out, just to thrust right back in.

His hips rhythmically jutted up against yours. Your body was in compete ecstasy as Min Ho’s breaths grew heavy. He yanked the thin straps of your night gown down just to watch your tits bounce with no restraint.

Min Ho loved getting you like this, so lost in how good he could take care of you. He smirked as he listened to your minimum efforts to conceal your moans. Your tightly sealed lips didn’t stop any NSWF noises.

Just a not began to form inside of you, a knock at the door and an unaware voice greeted you, “Y/n L/n! It’s time for your nightly dorm room inspection,”.

“Shit!” You mumbled as Min Ho gently placed you on the ground before scurrying off into your bedroom to find a hiding spot. “One moment please!” You replied, kicking your’s and Min Ho’s clothes under your couch.

Hurriedly, you grabbed one of your appropriately sized coats to conceal your naked body. You quickly yanked the door open which startled the more senior student who stood at your door.

“Hello,” you nodded as you raked a hand through your potentially messy hair. “Please come in, sorry about the mess,” you say with an embarrassed smile.

Whenever Min Ho was over while inspections took place, you always held your breath for the worst outcomes. Min Ho usually hid in your closet, behind your suitcases and other articles of clothing that could easily conceal his frame.

As the inspector searched the unit half interestedly, you acted as calm as possible. Your attention slightly wavered as you reminisced how Minho was fucking you just mere moment ago.

What caught your attention was the creaking of your closet door being opened. Your eyes widened as the student stepped inside and left your gaze for a moment just before stepping back out.

“Y/n,” they said, to which your ears perked up anxiously, “Make sure to have the light bulb in your closet changed, it seems to almost be out,” they explained.

“Of course,” you nodded assuringly, the breath you were holding in dissipate as they made their way to the front door.

“Thank you for your time,” they said politely as you unlocked and opened the door for them.

“Anytime,” you waved before the shutting the door again.

You shedded your coat and made your way back into the bedroom, were a naked Min Ho laid. He wordlessly motioned for you to join him.

Right as you crawled onto the bed, Min Ho immediately had you under him. Both of you wearing a smug grin on your lips.

“Where were we?” He said before leaning down to kiss you.

You ran your hands through his perfectly cut hair while his kisses began to trace your jaw, your neck, and started to leave love bites alone your collarbone. He pulled away and watched as your chest rose and fell exaggeratedly. Your completely naked body yearned for his touch.

With your eyes focused heavily on Min Ho, you watched as he stroked his cock. The groans that erupted from his lips were like music to your ears. As he climbed back on top of you, he lifted and spread your legs farther apart. His length inching closer and closer to your pussy.

Your breathing hitched as you felt him slide into your walls with full force, a loud moan escaping your mouth. Min Ho placed his mouth on yours as an attempt to stifle your noises.

But it became harder to remain silent as he continuously rammed his cock into your cunt. The wet sound of you taking his dick so good only made Min Ho fuck you rougher.

“You better stay quiet,” Min Ho muttered, “Or else everyone will find out how damn good I am at fucking you,” he smirked, watching your eyes roll back. “Taking it so easy, huh?”

You could only muster a groan as the pit in your stomach returned. Min Ho loved the feeling of your walls tightening as you got close to climaxing.

“Gonna cum for me?” he asked, knowing full well that any further response from you would be at max volume. “Come on my dick Y/n,” he ordered.

Min Ho spared no space between the two of you began slamming his dick so deep inside your pussy. Your back arched, allowing his dick to repeatedly hit your sweet spot.

“That’s it,” he said, as your body began to quiver and your warm cum covered his length. He slowed down momentarily, allowing you to feel the high. “Was that good?” he asked as you caught your breath.

“Yeah but what about you?” you questioned unknowingly.

“Don’t worry, I’m not done with your pussy yet,” Min Ho huffed before meeting a proper pace.

You tiredly watched as he used your cunt, telling you how good are for him. He loves showering his affections towards you after making you come, knowing that only he gets you like that.

As the rhythm of his thrusts began to stutter, you felt his cock twitch slightly. Min Ho hesitantly gave a few more thrusts before quickly pulling out.

“Fuck,” he groaned as his cum covered your lower abdomen.

Grabbing a couple tissues from your nightstand, Min Ho gave you a proper wipe down before laying down beside you.

“Our little secret?” You asked, raising your pinky.

JAN 2025

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Doctor Strange burying his own dead body like

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You wasted all our toilet roll?

MOONKNIGHT MARC SPECTOR // STEVEN GRANT

SHORT-FIC

Note from Nat: “It was about damn time I fed you guys something. Gosh, writer’s block has been a pain in my ass but enjoy!“

Warning ⚠️: Not proofread, Spoilers for Moonknight (sorta)

Pairing(s): Marc Spector x Reader, Steven Grant x Reader

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED! <3

Okay it might seem a bit childish but even at the bright age of thirty-three, you still have an immense fear of the dark. So who would’ve blamed you for yanking the sheets over your head after hearing someone scuffle around your studio flat?

You bravely lifted the comforter for a split second to reveal a tall figure standing in the living room. Stifling a gasp you returned to your sacred hiding place before trying to reach for your sleeping husband. But the only thing your hand was able to reach was his jumper.

Where the hell was Marc and why was there a strange hooded creature just walking about your home? Perhaps if you just grew a pair and made yourself seem big and scary then the intruder would leave.

So once ten more minutes had passed and you mustered up enough courage, you shot up from the mattress like a bullet. After yanking your nightstand lamp from the wall and letting out a battle cry, you found yourself charging at the creature.

“Y/n stop! It’s me!” the thing held out their hands and shook their head repeatedly. “Babe. Put the lamp down,” He sounded awfully a lot like your husband.

“Who are you? And what have you done to Marc?” you shouted, pushing your uncombed hair over your shoulder. “I’m not afraid to fight...whatever you are,” you gulp, confidence faltering for a split second “Even in my nightie,”.

The person’s hood and mask retracted, revealing your disheveled husband’s face. Now that it was confirmed that the boogie man hadn’t broken into your home, you put the lamp down. 

“See? It’s just me,” Marc assures, trying to go in for a hug.

“Nuh uh uh Spector,” you tsk and waved your finger in disapproval. “Explain yourself and tell me why you’ve gone and wasted all our toilet roll? Or will I have to ask Steven?” you question.

“First of all, it’s traditional warrior armor for Konshu’s avatar-” Marc begins matter-of-factly. 

“Don’t talk to me about anime right now,” you scoff with arms now crossed.

“I’m not! I’m being dead serious Y/n,” Marc swears with a straight face and when he didn’t hear you retort, he decided to continue. “Konshu is an Egyptian God who I am the avatar for, in charge of protecting the travelers of the night in his name,” he explains in one breath.

“So you didn’t waste my toilet roll?” you ask after a long silence. 

“No,” Marc confirms, “I thought you’d be more enthralled to hear it,” he confesses as you remained in an upset stance.

“I am but I would like to speak to Steven now,” you inform and watched as Marc’s tired gaze turned into Steven’ soft smile.

“Hi love,” he smiles as the traditional warrior dress turned to a dapper all white suit. “Missed you loads,” he chirps until he noticed your not-so-enthusiastic  look. “Oh bollocks, what’ve we done now?” 

“Are you an avenger?” you interrogate, looking your husband up and down. “And are you wearing the same suit from our wedding?” you ask.

“It was the first thing that came to mind when I was told to suit up,” Steven shrugged. “And no, all that Iron Man jazz? Not for me, surely not,” he adds.

You decided to leave the discussion for another day when he wasn’t as tired. Picking up the lamp, you walked in direction of your shared bed. Steven stood there confused for a moment before you turned to him.

“Get ready for bed hon,” you say over your shoulder and plugged the light source back in. “We’re gonna finish Arriety,” you announce, switching on the television.

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yeehaw!richard is the only kind of country boy that i’ll ever get horned up for 🤠