#6 fingers would be nice tho

[ningvory]

caught!

parings: stepsis camgirl!karina x baby stepsis!reader

synopsis: it had been 6 months since you last seen your stepsis and she was finally back. you couldn’t stop your mind from thinking about your sister lewdly at dinner and went to watch your stepsis' porn videos until she caught you right in the act.

warnings: voyeurism, cumming untouched, face sitting, pussy eating, oral, teasing, degradation kink, praise kink, cum eating, mean!rina but reader doesn’t care! reader is pussywhipped lol, sissy is used but it’s just a nickname for sister, not proofread so ignore any mistakes

rina is in purple and readers is in pink <3

it had been six months since you last saw your stepsis, jimin. the one you had the biggest crush on for what felt like the longest, and she was finally back at home so your stepdad decided to have a family dinner just him, your sister, you, and your mom. he told you all to wear something nice even tho the dinner was at your house. nonetheless you still obeyed and went with a little pink dress, pared with some white heels. you decided to just go with light makup, not intended to go all out with your look since it is just the four of you.

“y/n!! hurry up!” your mother shouted, you were always the last to get ready, “coming!!” you shouted back after one last look at yourself in the mirror you headed downstairs.

you began walking down carefully until you made it all the way down. you were completely stunned by how your sister looked in her outfit. she had on a long lowcut skin-tight black dress that perfectly outlined her ass and tits. jimin smirked, not failing to notice the way you looked at her, she never did. ever since she heard you moan her name out, she’s been wearing revealing clothes that shows off her tits, knowing that you’ll shamelessly stare at ‘em.

you all sat down to eat discussing random things that you honestly couldn’t care less about. you’ve zoned out for a while, you hadn’t even realized how soaked your panties were from you fantasizing about your sisters tits.

“-y/n? are you even listening?” your mom asked causing you to break out of the trance of staring at your sisters tits. you shifted uncomfortably in your seat from the wetness as you quickly made up a little lie.

“uh- what? sorry, i’m not feeling well, i think ill head upstairs” you say and walked quickly upstairs before anyone could even stop you or question you.

once you reached your room you undressed yourself quickly, leaving yourself with nothing but your matching baby pink panties and bra. you had a little secret that no one else but you knew. it was the fact that your big sissy was a camgirl. in all honesty, it was a complete accident, you weren’t looking for any particular channel until a video caught your eye, it was titled, ‘subby slut let’s me use her face ♡’ which has been your favorite video of hers. it wasn’t even hard to find her. jimin, or her name on the site, katarinabluu had been one of the most watched camgirls on the site in which you participated in watching her, even going as far as to comment in her live streams numerous of times.

you had propped your phone up on your blanket so you can comfortably watch and got one of your pillows, it was difficult to buy toys so you worked with what you had which was your pillow and fingers.

her videos consisted of girls that either had a dick or a pussy. in the video, the girl had a dick. you watched how jimin would tease the girl by twisting her tits, causing the girl to let out a whimper. jimin gently layed her down on her bed and left wet kisses on her body until she got down to her crotch.

while watching you get so caught up in the video you don’t notice how you’ve began to hump the air as you rub your clit. small moans escaping your plump lips as you try your best to suppress them, aware of the fact the same girl you’re watching is right downstairs.

jimin kept kissing the girls inner thighs and she pulled down her boxers but nothing more. causing the girl to moan in anticipation.

“if you want my mouth and pussy on your dick, you’ll have to work for it and please me first, baby.” jimin spoke out with a smile, kissing the girls angry tip.

“anything for you, mommy.” the girl spoke out, jimin had a little mommy kink and it seemed that the girl knew that.

jimin rose up and began to crawl over the girl. “let mommy use you.” jimin said, and she was on the girls face.

you swore you knew all the dialogue in this video, you’ve watched it countless times. the girl then began to use her tongue to bring jimin to pleasure. her dick began to leak out precum as jimin let pornographic moans slip out of her mouth in the mixture of derogatory words like pathetic fall out her mouth, causing the girl to jerk her hips. the girl obviously worked out, demonstrating her muscles by lifting jimin up and down her tongue and swirling it around. the girl then dropped jimin back on her face and let jimin ride her face. nose bumping her clit, causing her to let out moans and mewls.

oh how you wished you were the girl in the video, eating your sisters cunny out and slurping up all her juices, you would gladly be her service slut and let her use you for her own pleasure. you wanted it bad.

“ngh! jimin~” you whined out as you reached your climax. using your pillow to drown out you moans. jimin came at the same time as you. you starred at your ceiling coming down from your high. you only then noticed someone in your room.

“why’d you cover your face, sissy? i wanted to see how cute your face would be when you cum~” jimin said in a faux disappointed tone.

“w-when did you come up here?” you question your stepsis that chuckles at your question.

“you’re so cute when your scared, sissy. mom and dad had went out to some ol’ fancy restaurant after i told them i would go check on you. come to find out my baby sissy is up here getting off to a video of mine. who would’ve known my lil’ sissy was a little perv?” jimin taunted yanking you to stand up, “you wouldn’t mind if we went live together, right?” she asked with darken eyes and a sly smirk.

this is how you ended up on her bed all dolled up in some clothes jimin pulled out deep in her closet. you’re wearing a fluffy babypink two piece, plush tits spilling out from how tight the outfit is on you. jimin had made you slip your wet panties back on. jimin sat down next to you, wearing black lacy lingerie. you went to go touch her but she immediately swatted your hand away and went to turn on the live stream, causing you to whine out and shift on the bed.

“don’t touch me you nasty perv. you’re so desperate you can’t even wait for me to turn on the live.” jimin teased using degrading words, making you moan out loud as she got back in position as the live began airing, countless of people who must have nothing better to do joining and greeting jimin.

“hey my loves~♡ i’m with a special guest today! this is my cute lil’ step sis, who would’ve known she’s a nasty lil’ perv like the rest of you guys?” jimin spoke out, making you to moan out from the degrading words she used. jimin then began to undress you, leaving you in nothing but your underwear. as usual she left wet kisses down your body until she got down to your pussy, making you mewl and whine out as she did nothing but kiss your inner thighs. she then pulled your panties back and let it forcefully slap back on your pussy, causing you to whine out. she never did this before, she always took off her guest’s underwear.

“my sissy is such a nasty perv you guys, i caught her watching one of my videos and masturbating.” jimin told her audience as you whine out. she was reading the comments until she came across one.

indigosseras: she’s is so whiny!! why don’t you sit on her face to shut her up? ♡

“should i shut her up, guys?” jimin turned to ask her chat with a smile as she took her panties off. you moaned at the thought of finally getting to taste your sisters cunny.

“yea? you like that idea, baby sis?” she asked you not failing to notice how excited you got at the thought of that. she turned to the chat again to see it filled with people agreeing to shutting you up, “they think you’re a whore, sis.” jimin chuckled.

without another word, she crawled over to you until she was hovering over your face in reverse cowgirl style, and sat down on you. you moaned out and your hips bucked in the air at the taste of jimin. jimin moaned out due to the sensation of you going to town on her pussy, moans and slurps were heard from you and you switched between licking, sucking, and tongue fucking her hole. she was addictive, the taste unimaginable. you wrapped your arms around jimin’s waist. you think you’d come from her taste alone.

“so eager, sissy. i’m not goin anywhere, you’re definitely the most desperate pussy eater i’ve had so far.” jimin giggled at how desperate you were, bucking your hips at the praise as you began to slurp up all of her juices, tongue seen visible by the viewers watching and your arms tightened around her waist.

“you’re such a perv you know? i’ve seen the way you’ve gawked at me and starred at my tits at dinner, and now you’ve gotten so nasty you decided to come up here and touch yourself to me knowing i was here?” jimin spat harshly, sitting down on your face even more, practically suffocating you. but you honestly couldn’t care, you’d be than happy to die eating her delicious cunt. you whimpered at her words as you continued to eat her out. she continued, “you’re so nasty, i know you knew that it was me you’ve been watching. spread your legs you perv, let them see how turned on you are by eating your sissy out.” you immediately spred your legs to reveal your completely soaked panties to the camera infront of your body.

jimin then began to grind on your face, chasing her high as she moaned and whined out as she finally released in your mouth. you felt like you were in bliss, she tasted so yummy on your tongue causing your eyes rolled back and you came untouched in your panties for all the viewers to see your even more ruined panties.

jimin crawled off of your face and laid on top of you, “did i say you can cum? you’re such a nasty perv, cumming untouched just from eating your sissy’s cunny.” jimin says as you swallow all of her cum, muttering a “sorry sissy you just tased so yummy” she chuckled as she slowly pulled your panties to the side to reveal your pussy covered in your cum. with a smile on her face watching as you jumped from the sheer difference of temperature on your pussy.

jimin then ripped off your panties with ease as she pulled you back up once she got off of you, the bottom half of your face completely soaked in her juices as she went in to kiss you, tasting herself on your tongue. she then pulled back and pulled out a 8 inch glitter strap on.

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the live stream ended jimin on top of you riding your fake dick with your mouth stuffed of jimin’s warm milky tits as you were thrusting up into her.

you definitely became a viewer favorite due to how obedient you were for your sister <3

[quantum1mmortality]

Guess who's suffering from writers block!!! No but fr I wanna write SO BAD but I just can't 😭😭 so take some twst pp hcs until I decide to work on commissions again

Not proofread idc shank me

♧CW!!! Fem reader! twst dick hcs duh, every NRC student EXCLUDING ortho, might have some other hcs too

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Riddle:

Its... cute? Idk how to explain it

He is VERY sensitive

5.5 inches

Slight curve downward

The tip is a really deep red

Cum is watery, tastes like rosewater(this is a fantasy world i can make cum taste like anything i want)

Balls aren't all that heavy, very soft and squishy tho

Likes rimming. No further comments

Trey:

EEK MY BOY

I'm gonna try not to be biased

Hes BIG tho

I know you've seen him. Let's be honest, we all know he's PACKING

So I'm gonna say a solid 7-8 inches with a nice amount of girth

No curve, but very veiny

Heavy balls. Like, HEAVY. Bros got a whole bakery in there

Soft pink tip

Cum is the normal consistency, he takes care of himself

If you're sucking him off he'll change the flavor of his cock and his cum to whatever you want (thank god for doodle suit)

Cater:

Easy 7 inches

Not too sensitive, it takes a while for him to cum

His cum is pretty thick, its all the spicy ramen he eats

Curve upward, huge thick vein going from his balls to the tip

Cum tastes salty, but not overwhelming

Will have his clones fuck you silly

Deuce:

Another small boy

I'll say 6 inches, no curve

Hes sensitive too, but not as much as riddle

He really like getting his balls sucked more than his cock itself

Cum is watery too, but it tastes good

Like sweet in a way

Tip is a light blue dont ask why

Ace:

Another small boy 😭

He is CLUELESS

Poor man is a one pump chump

5.6 inches, curve to the left

SENSETIVE. pussy got this boy on his knees

Balls squishy, balls soft?

Yes to both

His rip is red, like a blush red

Azul:

A good 6ish inches with a curve downward

Not as sensitive as you may think

I think it would be funny if the bottom of his cock had like little suckers or some shit

Tip is dark purple and he has some veins, not many tho

Heavy balls, no squish :(

Cum is thick and black bc octopus

Tastes like what watered down hand sanitizer smells like

Jade:

😨

Its slimy.

No further comment on that

No but its like wet, a lot

So is floyds but we aren't there yet

Its like lube 🥺

Okay but he's LONG

8.5 AT LEAST

He also enjoys rimming

Tip is dark cyan

Cum is slimy too

Add some borax water and sell it on etsy

Floyd:

Basically the same as Jade

Hes smaller tho

Hes 6 inches but has SO much girth

His cum is more watery than slimy and the tip is a light blue

Lots of veins too

Kalim:

6 inches

So sensitive

He begs.

Loves blow jobs but would NEVER ask for them

Heavy soft balls

A dark brown tip and there's lil red swirlies

Cum is thick

Tastes like coconut toothpaste

Jamil:

mmmmmmmmMMMMMMM

BIG

So big

Destroy me PLEASE

7.8 inches and a big curve upwards

Likes fingers in his ass, just like Kanye west

Doesn't like blow jobs he cums too quick :(

Gets overstimulated easily and when he does hes highly submissive

Cum a lil thick (its all the curry he eats)

Its yummy tho

Tastes salty and a lil sweet

Like a pretzel

Tip is a redish-brownish

Vil:

Hes a very odd case

Hes big, dont get me wrong

But mans does NOT have sex 😭

He complains it ruins his makeup

7.4 inches with a few veins

Oh yeah hes unclipped too idk why but he is

Tip is a pinky purple color

Balls got some weight, they're not sensitive

Rook:

Hes an even weirder case

Hes very big but almost NEVER penetrates you

Hed much rather be in between your legs for hours on end

Making you cum on his face gives him so much pleasure

He doesn't touch himself either

When he's eating you out he has one hand thrusting fingers into your pussy, the other hand thrusting fingers into your ass(hes an ass man I know he is) while he sucks on your clit the whole time

He cums on the sheets whenever you do bc he knows how good you feel

Hes 8.5 inches with a curve down, large vein going upward

A creme colored tip

Cum normal consistency, you don't know what it tastes like because he never let's you suck him off :(

Epel:

Small boy

Whimpers

A lot

Hes 6 inches with a curve to the left

Light purple tip bc I said so

Light balls, but no squish :(

Cum is watery and tastes like lavender oil

Idia:

Oh god

Contrary to popular belief he has a lot of stamina

He doesn't have ANY experience tho

Played a lot of hentai games but thats the extent of his experience

I think it would be really funny if instead of whispering dirty talk or praise during sex he tells you the fnaf lore

Like he'll be blowing your back out and he'll just be like "so the crying child was actually william aftons son-" and then he cums

After hes done and doing aftercare he'll quiz you on the fnaf lore

If you get any of the questions wrong he'll fuck you until you can't walk as a punishment

If you get them all right he'll eat you out for hours until you also can't walk

Win win honestly

8 inches

TIP IS BLUUUEEEEEE

Cum is thick and salty, he doesn't take care of himself

Heavy, HEAVY balls. Very sensitive

He loves blow jobs too

Leona:

8.8 inches, but if we're being real to how ACTUAL lion anatomy is hes closer to 3 inches but yall aren't ready for that convo

Not sensitive at all, it takes so long for him to cum

But when he does hes so sweet, whispering praise after praise to you and lots of kisses

Cum is normal consistency, a lil on the thicker end

Its a bit bitter with a sweet aftertaste

Hes also unclipped and I will not elaborate

Idk if lions have them but if they do then he has a knot, not as big as jacks tho

Heavy balls, they're sensitive

Brown tip, like, dark brown tip

Ruggie:

7ish inches with a curve down

Also likes eating you out

Doesn't like having his balls touched

They're cute and squishy tho

Cum is also thick and doesn't taste like anything

Tip is a light brown and has a vein going through it

Jack:

8 inches.

Has a huge knot. Physically cannot pull out when it comes to it

Cum tastes like strawberries

Doesn't let you suck him off often bc he doesn't wanna knot in your mouth

Also gets pleasure from eating you out

Tip is grey and sensitive

Malleus:

Hes also like rook in the way he'd eat you out for hours if you'd let him

But he does penetrate you

Our big dragon boy loves the feeling of being inside your tight cunt

Will probably cum if you praise him

He has 2.

One on top one on the bottom

The one on top is longer, 9 inches while the one on the bottom is 7ish, the bottom one is a lot thicker tho

He'll be so slow easing them in and almost never goes fast when it comes to sex

He sees it as love making

They both have a black tip and the cum is normal consistency, tastes like... eggs? Hardboiled don't ask

Oh yeah his cum glows in the dark

Lilia:

Idc what you guys say this man is SO EXPERIENCED

He knows how to have sex properly and can make you cum in seconds if he feels like it

7 inches, his dick is where all his height went

Because he's so experienced he doesn't cum easily

PINK TIP PINK TIP

His cum is normal consistency, a little watery maybe

Tastes like citrus

Silver:

Loves when you ride him

Likes missionary too tho

7 inches too

His tip is grey

Very sensitive and gets overstimulated easily

Hes also just very submissive in general

Cum is watery and tastes like what a new car smells like

Sebek:

LOUD

SO LOUD

CANT TAKE THIS BITCH ANYWHERE

Cries during sex

Loves when you pull his hair

Does he have horns? If he does they're very sensitive

Cums if you touch them

Hes a crocodile right

Nah he has horns

8 inches no other comments

GREEN TIP

Cum is thick and bitter

We love him tho

Balls squishy

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A/n: im so fuckibg tired god help me

[aesthetically-dying101]

Law of Attraction (part 6; End)

A/N:hereeee we are. okay so misery, sad moments, angst with a happy ending, smut, this is wayyyy too long idk, i tried.

nanami is a menace, lowkey whore behaviour.

MINORS GO AWAY PLS, this is sfw, ending is smut tho so..

-protected sex (wrap ur shit up), cunnilingus, bit of body worship, light bondage, soft smut cause i didn't feel like writting them jumping each others bones, also might bad cause uhhh i don't write smut very often, also very unrealistic, but reality is boring so

Other parts: 1, 2 , 3 , 4 , 5

Masterlist

The blaring of your alarm at 2:20 PM jolted you awake like a bucket of ice water. You shot up, bleary-eyed and disoriented, before the realization hit you: Nanami.

Coffee.

Oh shit.

You fumbled for your phone, swiping off the alarm with a groggy slap, and immediately cursed yourself. How had you slept so long? You barely had ten minutes. The panic set in quickly as you swung your legs over the bed and stumbled to your feet, tripping over the blanket that had cocooned you all night.

“Okay, okay, clothes.” You mumbled, yanking open a drawer with more force than necessary. What did people wear for casual, not-really-dates-but-kind-of hangouts? Sweatpants? No. Jeans? Probably. But you couldn’t find any clean ones because, of course, laundry day was overdue.

You finally settled on a pair of black sweatpants and an oversized band tee that was slightly wrinkled but still looked decent enough to not scream, I just woke up fifteen seconds ago.

You darted into the bathroom, scrubbing at your face with cold water in an attempt to wake up fully. The reflection staring back at you wasn’t great, but it wasn’t terrible either. You ran your fingers through your hair, hoping to tame it into something resembling presentable, and slapped on some lip balm for good measure.

Before you could overthink it, a knock sounded at the door.

Already? Your heart jumped, and you froze in place, staring at the door like it might bite you. “Coming!” you called out, your voice still raspy from sleep. You crossed the room, hoping it would cover any signs of how unprepared you were.

You opened the door to find Nanami standing there, holding two cups of coffee in a tray like some kind of saviour. His crisp shirt was slightly rumpled, and he had a soft, almost shy smile on his face that made your stomach flip.

“Good afternoon,” he said, his tone polite but warm, his eyes doing a quick sweep over you. If he noticed your rushed appearance, he didn’t say anything. “I brought coffee. Thought you might need it after the late night.”

You blinked, trying to shake off your grogginess, and stepped aside to let him in. “You’re a literal lifesaver,” you said, voice still gravelly. “Come in before I start crying over caffeine deprivation.”

He chuckled lightly as he stepped inside, and you tried not to melt at the sound. It was almost embarrassing how quickly your nerves turned to something softer when you were around him. But, God, it was Nanami. Could anyone blame you?

You stepped back to let him in, a tiny part of you aware that you probably looked like a walking disaster. But you couldn’t care about that right now.

Coffee.

Sweet, sweet coffee.

"Thanks," you said, your voice much too soft as you stared at the cups like they might solve all your problems—especially the big, glaring one that was currently standing awkwardly in your dorm. You’re not good enough for him. You’re not good enough for him.

“No problem,” he replied, setting the tray down on your desk and sitting on your bed like it was the most comfortable spot in the world. “You’ve been working hard. I thought you might need a little pick-me-up.”

You awkwardly shuffled in place, feeling your cheeks flush. Why are you being so nice to me? You wanted to ask, but it came out as an uncomfortable cough instead.

“So, uh…” you started, trying to sound casual even though your stomach was twisting like you’d just eaten a brick.

Nanami looked at you for a moment before setting his coffee cup down, his expression softening, almost like he was thinking carefully about his next words. “Actually, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something.”

Great. Talk.

You internally braced yourself. This could only go one of two ways: 1) Awkwardly or 2) Awkwardly with a side of rejection. You knew you weren’t going to like this.

His tone was calm, but there was an unmistakable seriousness in his eyes.

"I think I like you," he said. “Like... more than just as a friend. More than just a study partner, you know?”

And that’s when you froze.

Wait, what?

You blinked, your brain completely short-circuiting. He... liked you? Nanami Kento liked you? The guy who always looked so collected, so perfect, liked you?

You stared at him, completely speechless. And when the silence stretched on for too long, you started to feel like maybe you were the one who was living in some alternate reality.

“Are you—Are you sure? Like, really sure?” Your voice came out far too squeaky for your liking. Your mind kept replaying his words like some kind of broken record. Nanami likes you. Nanami likes you. Nanami...

“Yeah,” he continued, and you swore you could see a tiny blush creeping up on his face. “I like you. I know we’re different, but I really enjoy spending time with you. You’re interesting, and you’re funny, and—I—uh..."

He was rambling now. He was absolutely rambling, but you couldn’t bring yourself to stop staring at him like he was some kind of strange, beautiful alien who had just landed on your planet.

“I mean, I—I’m sorry if that’s weird, or too forward, or—" He kept talking, clearly getting more flustered the longer you stood there, not saying anything. "It’s just that—well, I really like you. And if that makes you uncomfortable, I absolutely understand. If you need space, I will gladly do so."

You blinked again. Is this a prank?

The panic spread, cold and sharp.

The thought that maybe—just maybe—this was some elaborate joke crossed your mind, and you could feel your stomach sink.

“Wait,” you said, furrowing your brow, trying to make sense of it. “Are you messing with me? Like... am I being punked or something?”

And there it was—the worst case scenario—and now your insides felt like they were being twisted into knots. You could hear the growing unease in Nanami’s voice as he stammered, “No, I—wait, no, I’m not messing with you! I’m serious. I like you. Really. I wouldn’t—"

But you weren’t listening anymore. Your mind had already taken a sharp dive into the worst possible conclusion.

You took a step back, feeling like your heart was about to explode out of your chest, and Nanami looked like he was about to retreat, the awkwardness radiating off him in waves. "Maybe this is too much," he said, sounding uncertain. "I should just—"

Oh no.

You couldn’t let him leave. You couldn’t let this moment slip away. Your heart was pounding so loud in your ears, you didn’t even think twice before grabbing the tie of his shirt, pulling him toward you.

You kissed him.

It wasn’t slow or cautious. It wasn’t some perfectly timed moment from a rom-com. It was messy and desperate, and it tasted like the fear and adrenaline that had been surging through your body since the moment he’d walked through the door.

And when you pulled back, your lips were still buzzing with the kiss. You looked up at him—eyes wide, trying to read his face for any hint of... disappointment? Confusion? Whatever it was, it was gone in an instant when he looked at you.

You swallowed hard. “Sorry. I—uh, I’m just really bad at handling feelings and... stuff.”

He didn’t say anything for a moment, just stared at you, probably still trying to comprehend what had just happened.

But then, he smiled. Just the faintest little smile, as though he’d finally seen the truth.

“You’re not bad at anything,” he said softly, brushing a hand against your cheek before taking a small step back, his voice soft but steady. “You’re just you. And I like you. All of you.”

You blinked again, still trying to process.

"Wait-" You lifted your hand, putting the pads of your index and ring fingers against his oh so soft lips (you were never going to recover from this). "When's your next class??"

"In three hours."

And with that, you crashed against him again.

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You could happily say Nanami Kento was also perfect at making out because DAMN, it made your head spin. This man was ridiculously perfect.

You watched as he shed his suit jacket- folding it neatly over your chair (nerd). You giggled to yourself, which made him lift a brow as he slooooowly begun to undo his tie (evil man, he knew what he was doing.)

"What?" He asked.

"You're folding your clothes."

"I am. Wouldn't want to get them wrinkled."

You snorted. "Right."

You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms over your chest, trying to hold back the smile that was threatening to break out. "Such a good little boy," you teased, watching as Nanami finished undoing his tie with deliberate slowness.

He paused for a second, glancing over at you with a raised brow.

"Well, I can't be running around like a mess," he said, his voice teasing, but his eyes sharp with amusement. "And you should try it sometime, you know. Not everything has to be chaos."

"Yeah, right. I like my chaos. It’s more fun."

Nanami finished with his cuffs, then gave you a pointed look, as if considering something. Slowly, he began unbuttoning his shirt, each movement deliberate, controlled—way too controlled. When his shirt was undone enough to reveal his white undershirt (yet the button up shirt wasn't completely off-urgh), he stopped and met your gaze. Tease.

“I think you should be more careful too,” he said, his voice lowering just a little, something a bit darker slipping into it. “I don’t want to see you getting too... messy."

You raised an eyebrow, wondering if you'd heard him right.

"Oh, you don’t want me to get messy, huh?" You asked, folding your arms, playing it off like it was no big deal, though your heart rate definitely picked up.

He smirked at your teasing, a glint of amusement in his eyes. But then, in that soft, but commanding voice that sent a shiver down your spine, Nanami suddenly said, “Sit. On the couch. Now.”

Your mouth went dry at the sudden shift in his tone. The command was low and certain, and you blinked at him in disbelief. Was he serious?

But one look at his face—serious, even the tiniest bit amused—and you knew he was. The heat that had began to pool, and suddenly you felt all too hot. You blinked again, and before you could even process it, you were standing up and making your way to the couch.

"What’s this? The couch?" you muttered to yourself, half-expecting to hear him laugh, but the way he was looking at you, his eyes intense, made it clear that wasn’t the joke here. His lips curled into a small, sly grin as you sat, and you could feel the heat creeping into your cheeks.

And then, with a deliberate, slow motion, he took his tie off completely. You watched in a mixture of awe and pure, unfiltered want as he turned the tie in his hands like it was a weapon, or something far more dangerous than it should be.

Your heart raced in your chest as you watched him walk toward you, your body tensing. You knew something was coming, but you couldn’t quite put your finger on it.

First your shirt seemed to simply de-materialise from your body.

Gone.

His gaze paused at your chest, his eyebrow quirked ever so slightly at your pierced nipples.

"Piercing trifecta." You squeaked. A joke? Really? Now? "Cause it makes a triangle, y'know? The nipple piercings and the belly button?"

He paused in front of you, ignoring your dumb joke, his gaze never leaving yours as he casually draped the tie over your wrists. What?

"Nanami, what are you—" you started, but he was already securing the knot, expertly binding your wrists together with the soft fabric of his tie. Your brain short-circuited as you blinked up at him, your pulse skipping wildly.

“Relax,” he said quietly, his voice a velvet purr now that made your insides melt, and you could’ve sworn the world stopped spinning as his hands hovered over your wrists. "I’m not going to hurt you."

Oh, you knew that.

But you were still blushing so hard it felt like your face was on fire. It was so unexpected. So much more than you ever expected.

His eyes were watching you intently, and you could see how deliberate his actions were.

He knew.

He knew how much he was affecting you right now, and the worst part was... you couldn't even stop it.

You bit your lip, trying to keep it together, but you couldn’t help the small whimper that slipped out when you tugged at your bound wrists, the fabric holding you in place.

Oh shit.

Nanami’s smirk grew, and you hated how much you loved it. You immediately ducked your head behind your hands, desperate to hide your red face.

This is too much, you thought to yourself. Way too much.

But then Nanami knelt down in front of you, his tie still secured around your wrists. His voice was soft, gentle, almost... teasing. “I knew it,” he murmured. "You like being told what to do. To have someone else take the lead."

You almost choked on your own spit.

"I—" You cut yourself off, a flurry of words tangled in your head. You couldn’t even make a joke to deflect. The intense heat in your face was enough to make you want to crawl into a hole and never come out.

And Nanami was just sitting there, the most confident man you’d ever met, and somehow, you could feel his words hitting you like a punch.

“It’s okay,” he whispered, his voice so close now, you could feel the warmth radiating from him. “I’m not going to do anything you don’t want.”

But your pulse was already racing. God, what is happening to me right now? You stared up at him in complete silence for what felt like a lifetime. Is he joking? Am I being pranked?

Nanami, sensing your hesitance, seemed to falter for a moment. The playful edge in his eyes softened, and suddenly, there was a nervous, unsure shift in him. His hands moved to loosen the tie, but before he could, you grabbed it—your grip tightening, pulling him closer.

You couldn’t help it. You just... couldn’t. Your body moved without you thinking, and you kissed him.

And God, it was so much more than you expected. Nanami’s lips were soft, firm, and you could taste the sweetness of his breath as his hands gently cupped your face. The kiss deepened, and you felt like you were melting into him, your earlier confusion forgotten in an instant.

You had no idea what was happening, but whatever it was, you were pretty sure you didn’t want it to stop.

When you two separated, Nanami had to stop himself from laughing.

"You look.. frazzled."

You blinked.

"That's your dirty talk?" You blurted out, as if the butterflies in your stomach weren't currently competing on which one of them could do the most cartwheels.

Nanami's lips twitched, clearly fighting back a laugh as he leaned in, his breath warm against your skin.

“No,” he murmured, voice dropping into something lower, smoother, “that was an observation.”

You blinked again, your brain short-circuiting for the second time tonight. Observation? Who says that after a kiss like that? A kiss that had your pulse doing Olympic-level gymnastics and your knees threatening to give out?

"What do you want me to say? I'm not here to impress you with words, (Y/N). I'm here to make you feel it."

God, this man was insufferable. But in the best possible way. Your heart raced, your brain scrambled for a response, but the butterflies in your stomach were wild, flipping and spinning in all directions.

Huh, maybe they're in a blender.

"You're really playing it cool, huh?" you tried to tease, trying to take back some control. "What are you, some kind of sex god or something?"

The words came out sharper than you intended, as if you were daring him to make a move—though part of you was regretting that challenge the moment it left your lips. Nanami’s eyes darkened slightly, a devilish grin curling on his lips, and in the blink of an eye, he grabbed you by the waist, lifting you off the couch without any warning.

You let out a startled laugh, half-shocked, half-amused, but before you could say a word, he plopped you down on the bed with an ease that made your stomach do an even bigger flip.

“Wha—” You blinked up at him, eyes wide in surprise. “Excuse me? Did you just—”

He hovered over you, that smirk still playing on his lips, but now it was filled with an intense heat.

"You think I'm a 'sex god'?" he asked, throwing your words right back at you, in a voice that was dangerously smooth. "Let me show you what I can do."

Your mouth went dry.

That teasing edge in his voice? The confident way he just dropped you onto the bed like you were nothing more than a feather?

Yeah, you definitely miscalculated this one. You could feel the weight of his presence pressing down on you as he leaned closer, and suddenly, you weren’t so sure of yourself anymore.

He leant down and kissed you again, this time it was a bit sweeter, as if to say "Chill, everything will be fine."

You weren’t sure when your pants had disappeared, but somehow you were left in nothing but your underwear, tits out, heart racing, and, well—distracted. Completely distracted by the sight in front of you.

The fucker had started to strip, removing his annoyingly perfect shirt.

He was lean but built—muscles defined without being overdone, the kind of body that came from actual discipline, not just some casual gym session. And damn, did it look good on him.

And you, like a dumbfounded deer, just sat there on the bed, staring. Staring at every inch of his defined chest, the sharp lines of muscle that stretched over his broad frame. Holy hell, you thought, your mouth drying. This man was... insane.

“You work out,” you blurted, completely unable to stop yourself. “What the fuck.”

You had to give yourself some credit for the fact that it was the first thing that came out of your mouth. In your defence, the man was a literal god of muscle and structure.

And maybe it was the moment, or the nerves, but you could’ve sworn you were glued to him—everything about his body was... insane.

Sculpted.

Toned in ways that made your brain short-circuit. His chest, his arms, the way his muscles flexed when he moved—it was like he belonged in a museum or something.

"You're cute when you're surprised," he said, his voice a quiet, sweet, low murmur.

But, God, you were still processing.

"I—" You stammered, heart racing, mind spinning. "You didn’t—"

He raised an eyebrow, cutting you off before you could finish your sentence. “Didn’t expect me to look like this?” he asked, his voice low, almost dangerous.

You couldn’t help the flush creeping up your neck. "I—uh, no. Not really."

Fucker removed his pants and.. just stood there in his boxers- books. There was tiny books on his boxers.

Is awooga? A good descriptive?

Because that's how you felt.

"Stop." You blurted out. And he did, a bit of concern in his eyes.

"Is everything-"

"Oh yeah. Just uh..." Your eyes racked over his half naked body and he chuckled. "Do you keep your glasses on? During sex I mean?"

That took him by surprise.

"Like don't they fog up?" As if your clarification was going to help anyone.

He looked genuinely intrigued by your curiosity, but there was a glint in his eyes that suggested he wasn’t exactly offended by your bluntness.

"Fogged up?" he repeated, his voice low and teasing. "I suppose they could, but I’ve never had that problem."

You blinked, and you were temped to snicker and call him a whore. But hey. No judgement here.

You fumbled, trying to cover your tracks.

"I mean, it just seems like they would. You know, all the... uh, movement and stuff. I don't know how people keep them on."

Nanami’s smirk deepened as he leaned in closer again, his breath warm against your skin.

"Well, I don’t think I’ve ever had an issue with them being in the way. Besides," he whispered, his lips brushing against your ear, "I think I can focus just fine with or without them."

He grabbed your still bound hand, easily undoing the knot- only the just tie your wrist to the wooden headboard.

"Still okay?" He whispered.

How could he be so horrendously hot.

You nodded enthusiastically.

"Words." He basically growled.

"Yeah it's okay." You squeaked almost immediately, he smiled affectionately and pecked your cheek.

"Good. Tell me if I go too far okay?"

"Yup. Yep. Mhm."

He nipped down your jaw- fuck Aiko was so gonna know.

"Still with me?" He asked when he got to the level of your chest. He had been eyeing your piercings with interest. He brushed the pad of his thumb against your pierced nipple and you sucked in a sharp breath.

You nodded, and he opened his mouth to reprimand you but:

"Yes. Yes Kento I'm still with you."

Nanami hummed in content and you could've just died. His soft lips kissed over your heart, and your face was on fire. But hey, a pretty man was touching your tits, so.. heat pooled in your lower stomach.

His tongue slipped out and flicked the underside of your breast. His mouth moved lower to kiss and bite along your side. He wanted to pay attention to every part of you, even the bruised flesh from the stab. Everything about you was beautiful to him.

"So alluring.." He murmured and you tried so hard not to laugh but..

"Kento- what??" You snickered. "Oh c'mon, alluring?"

Nanami lifted a brow, "What is up with you and my choice of words?"

"You sound like a nerd trying to flirt, t's terrible." You grinned. Nanami clicked his tongue in mock annoyance, softly biting your supple flesh, you gave him a falsely appalled look.

You watched, getting somehow more flustered by the second as Nanami made his way down, down, he paused, looking up at you:

"I-Woah- Are you sure-"

You groaned loudly: "Kento-god why -"

"You're quite red."

You blinked, and you simply wanted to shrink into your bed.

"Well.. so what?"

Nanami chuckled, his thumbs hooked in your underwear, he tapped his pointer fingers against your hips, signalling for you to lift your hips, which you did.

And phwoop, there goes your underwear.

"You're so beautiful." He murmured, he kissed the soft of your lower belly. You stuttered a bit, opening and closing your mouth like an idiot.

"I got you okay?"

"Mhm-y-yeah. Wait- are.. uh. are you like..?"

Nanami tilted his head, his breath warm against your sensitive folds:

"Going to eat you out? Yes. If you allow me of course."

The way he spoke made you want to explode.

With horniness obviously.

His eyes never once looked away, watching how your body moved. His lips pressed against your thighs with a sweet kiss on each.

"Uh.. yeah sure if-"

And you sighed softly as you felt his mouth on your heat and goddammit that man was just as talented at speeches and at eating you out.

"Fucking hell-" You gasped out.

Nanami chuckled and your arms struggled against the bonds. God you wanted to touch him. You couldn't care about anything else in the world, not when he was twisting his tongue as far as he could up your way-too- wet cunt. His hands were rubbing your thighs gently, running over your soft skin. His tongue probed your opening and teased at you.

Nanami's tongue went back inside, tasting and rubbing in just the right spots. His hands continued to grip your thighs and hold your legs open.

You were all he ever wanted. Nanami kept up his slow pace, letting you relax in the feeling. (And yes, his glasses had fogged up ever so slightly).

"Fuck-Kento.. ah-"

"Still with me?" He purred as he nipped at the soft of your thigh. You nodded furiously, gulping:

"Yeah, yeah- god you're so-" Your sentence died into a moan, that evil, evil man dragged his ring finger from your lower stomach, over your clit and into your folds with a soft wet noise, filling you out so very perfectly.

"Ah.. fuck.."

After a few more minutes, Nanami started to feel you tighten around him. He kept up his movements and licked a little harder but still slow.

Smug bastard grinned.

Every taste of you added fuel to the fire in his gut. He presses a kiss to your clit as he added a second finger.

But it's fine, it's fine.

"God you're so pretty f'me." He groaned, sounding like a starved man eating cake.

Nope. Not fine. Holy shit.

He doesn't stop, kissing- fuck even nibbling your clit, his fingers moving perfectly. His right hand was the one working into you, all while his left hand kept your hips angled in a damn bruising hold.

"Ah-" You barely managed to gasp out.

Nanami felt you tighten around his fingers, and with a finally press of his soft fucking lips against your clit, you whined. The tension inside you snapped, it wasn't a crashing orgasm, it was soft and warm and.. so.. Nanami- who gave a soft groan as he lapped up your essence with his tongue, licking you through the aftershocks.

Once your breathing had slowed, Nanami pressed a few last teasing kisses along your inner thighs before looking up at your face. His own eyes were full of lust, but his expression was soft as he looked into your eyes.

"Fuck you're stunning." He murmured, popping those two fingers in his mouth, licking them clean. "Still with me?"

You nodded, desperatly, "Uh.. yeah- fuck you're good."

Nanami snickered, but smiled softly:

"Thank you, pretty. You're too kind."

You traced the vein that ran down his forearm with your eyes, like some greek sculpture-god you wanted to bite him. He frowned ever so slightly:

"I.. I'm afraid that's all I can do. Or I can eat you out again if you wish."

You blinked.

"Huh?"

"I didn't come to your dorm expecting to have sex so I didn't bring a condom-"

You stared at him for a second then let out a breathy laugh:

"Oh that's it? I thought you were saying you weren't hard anymore-"

He looked shocked, "Never-"

"Let me finish my sentence-there's a pack in my nightstand, since you've so nicely tied me to the bed, please get them."

Nanami, like a perfect little soldier, did exactly that. He stood and-oh. Oh he was that.. hard. God. Okay. What the fuck.

And then boom.

No more boxers and oh-.

Oh no.

Not fair.

"What the fuck Kento." Was the only thing you could even think of saying, because genuinely- whose dick is that pretty??? He blinked, looking down then back up, poor man looked unsure of himself-almost.. ashamed.

"I must admit, I've had better reactions-"

"No! Nonono-not what I meant-.. but.. like.." You sighed, letting out a small laugh, "You have a very pretty dick."

It was true.

And the worse part? Everything about him was so damn pretty, he has a small happy trail-it was all so neat.

Your wrists dug into the soft fabric of his tie. God you wanted to touch him so fucking bad.

"Oh.. well I.. groom quite a lot-"

You groaned, loudly. "Pleassseeeee lemme give you head-"

"No."

"But-"

"I will cum imidietely so no. I'd like to make you cum at least once more." He paused as he took the condom out of the wrapper, lifting a brow, "Pink and glittery?"

You pressed your lips in a fine line.

"Listen. Don't judge- and it was Aiko's idea."

"Of course." Nanami sighed, pressing a soft kiss to your lips, then his teeth bit lightly along your neck, leaving love bites everywhere they could. One of his hands moved from your hip to slide between your bodies. His long, cool fingers rubbed against your heat and did a little spread motion.

"You're so perfect for me," he murmured against your skin. Nanami kept his hips pressed close to yours so his length would rub through your folds, your wetness leaking all over him.

You had to bite the inside of your cheeks as Nanami's fingers continued their ministrations, and his thumb began to rub teasing circles over your clit.

You mewled softly, still pretty damn sensitive after that first orgasm.

He pressed the head against your heat and slowly slid inside. Nanami bit his lip to hold back a loud moan and his jaw clenched as he fought to restrain himself. His breathing became short and ragged as he filled you to absolute perfection. Your pussy made slight squelching sound, every curve of his cock fitting snugly.

"F-fuck, you're amazing," he gasped. "So pretty- so perfect."

He moved, gently thrusting in and out, short, shallow thrusts that simply were sending you to heaven. Nanami panted, resting his forehead against yours. From here you could see the delicate eyeslashes, the way they batted ever so slighty at ever movement, ever gasp.. fuck this was heaven?

You had died and gone to heaven. Must be it.

You took a deep breath in, and he readjusted himself, and you let out a manic giggle. He looked at you curiously- flushed, but curious.

"What?"

"Fuck I've got the greatest view on this planet." You answered, almost dreamily, your eyes racking up his body in appreciation. "I don't think I'll ever get over how hot you are."

Nanami chuckled, his hips still moving in shallow thrusts, letting you accommodate for his.. size.

"I could say the same for you sweetheart."

Nanami was struggling to breathe properly, but he gritted his teeth. Of course he did. His face and heaving chest fucking flushed. Oh he looked so pretty.

His hands went from your hips, up to your waist, to your chest, touching everything he could.

He rolled his hips a bit more and thats when your mind simply.. went blank. You felt nothing but a warm, fuzzy feeling, that completely overtook you.

"S'pretty.." You barely heard Nanami mumble as he picked up the pace. Your jaw went slack, the rough pad of his thumb toyed with already sensitive clit.

Your entire body seemed to be following his lead, it felt so damn good. The warm, buzzing feeling intensified, your thighs squeezed around his hips and he chuckled:

"Feels good?"

"M'yeah.." You nodded, your arms straining against the tie knot again, his pace wasn't fast, but fuck he was going deep- paired with how much he was touching your clit, you weren't far from another orgasm.

"Oh sweatheart you're squeezing me so hard.." Nanami mumbled, his hips snapping against yours a bit harder, the sound of skin on skin was getting louder- harder.

"Should've told you sooner-ah. M'sorry pretty girl." He mumbled, looking down at you- eh, mostly your tits, he was mesmerised.

You didn't have the brain capacity to answer, your thoughts were completely blank, and this smug evil little shit kept hitting that same spot, again and again and again-

"Fuuckkk, you're close pretty?"

You blinked up at him, barely registering, but after a beat, you nodded. His hold on your hips was bruising, his left hand felt almost searing against your already flushed skin.

But a pinch to your clit made you refocus-how mean.

"Yeah- yeah." You chocked out. You knew he could tell, your walls were already twitching around him, squeezing him, as if you were trying to memorise his shape, every vein, every inch of him.

His left hand slammed on the headboard, near your bound hands and oh- the absolutly amazing view of him, panting, flushed, and look at that body.

But before you could try to even say anything, he kissed you, a messy, desperate kiss, his teeth nipping your bottom lip.

And his cruel right hand kept working on your clit, every moan, whimper or groan he swallowed completely, it felt like he was everywhere at once.

The orgasm that he tore out of you felt like your consciousness had literally been ripped from your body for a solid couple seconds. You were aware he came quickly after you, strangled groans against your lips, but barely so.

"...?"

You blinked, barely aware he had just spoken.

"Huh?" You gasped out. He tiredly chuckled, resting his forehead against yours.

"I asked if you were okay, you were looking quite spacey on me."

"M'good, great even."

He let a breathy laugh against you, he pressed a quick kiss against your lips. "Thank you sweetheart." He murmured.

"Hm? What for?"

"Just.. you." He answered, kissing your cheek. He pulled away, his hands quickly undoing the tie knot that had kept your hands bound. "I didn't hurt you did I?"

"No, not at all." You answered as he checked your wrists for any harm. He kissed the inside of each of your wrists. He stood, and you winced a little as he slipped out of you.

"Sorry." He immediately said as he saw you wince. "Are you-"

"M'fine Ken, don't worry."

He offered his hand, which you gladly took, he helped you to your small shower, he rolled the door open.

"How warm do you like your showers?"

"Hot." You answered, your legs honestly felt numb and shaky.

"Great." Nanami snorted. He turned the knobs, and gestured for you to get in, which you did, he followed closely behind... and ironically, his frame took everything up. You giggled a bit, your cheeks still flushed. He tilted his head, silently asking what.

You shook your head, simply enjoying the hot water. Nanami seemed to be wanting to stay as far as possible from the water.

"Hydrophobic are you?" You asked, looking over your shoulder.

"I'm enjoying the view and anyways, that water of yours is boiling."

You rolled your eyes, turning around. "You men are so sensitive."

Nanami chuckled, watching you carefully as you soaped him up. Your hands running over his muscles and ooooh he was so very pretty.

"Lavender soap?"

"Yup." You popped the p.

The shower was rather short, you tugged some sweatpants and a shirt on. You watched him go through his little rituals, but he still looked somewhat.. frazzled.

"Lookin' frazzled Kento." You noted. "You sure you gonna go to class like that?"

"I'm quite sure, wouldn't want to miss class." Nanami's eyebrow quirked at the word. "Frazzled huh? Copycat."

Nanami chuckled softly as you stuck your tongue out at him, the glint of your piercing catching the light. He finished buttoning up his shirt, looking infuriatingly put together despite the mess you'd just made of each other.

Meanwhile, you were standing there in your sweats, suddenly hyper-aware of the lines of your body under the shirt and his lingering gaze.

The doubts crept in like unwelcome guests. Was that... it?

He was calmly buttoning up his shirt, moving with that infuriatingly composed grace, as if the two of you hadn’t just… well. Fucked.

Meanwhile, you were a mess.

Overthinking everything, running through every possible scenario in your head. Did this mean something? Was this just a one-time thing for him? He was too polite to say it outright if it was, wasn’t he?

You bit your lip, trying to steady yourself.

“So… uh.” You crossed your arms, leaning against the dresser. “This was… nice.”

Nice? Really? That’s the best you’ve got?

Nanami glanced over, his lips twitching slightly like he was holding back a smile. He paused, his gaze locking on yours. He tilted his head, studying you, and before you could second-guess your choice of words, he was stepping closer. His hands—big, warm, and annoyingly perfect—cupped your face gently.

“Nice?” he repeated, voice soft but teasing. “That’s all you’ve got to say?”

“Well, yeah, I mean…” You avoided his gaze, feeling heat creep up your neck. “I don’t really know where we—what this…” You trailed off, floundering, feeling like an idiot.

He cut you off with a kiss, silencing the storm of thoughts in your head with the simple press of his lips. It was gentle, reassuring, and left you breathless.

When he pulled back, he pressed a second kiss to your forehead, lingering there like he was trying to tell you something without words.

“Date night tonight,” he said softly, his voice steady and full of certainty. “Whatever you want.”

You blinked, caught completely off guard. “Wait, what?”

“Date night,” he repeated, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “You pick. I’ll be there.”

Your heart felt like it might actually explode. “Are you serious?”

He arched an eyebrow, clearly amused. “Of course. Unless you’d rather not?”

“No! I mean, yes! I mean—” You groaned, burying your face in your hands. “I’m messing this up, aren’t I?”

Nanami chuckled, gently pulling your hands away from your face. “You’re not messing anything up.” He kissed the corner of your mouth, soft and sweet. “Seven o’clock?”

You nodded, unable to trust yourself to speak without tripping over your words again.

He stepped back, picking up his bag like it was just any other day, but the warmth in his gaze said otherwise. “I’ll see you then.”

And with that, he was gone, leaving you standing there, heart pounding and mind racing.

You blinked as the silence filled the room, you turned on your heels and fuck your room was a mess, especially the bed, you definitely needed to change the sheets-

BAM!

Your door slammed open with the kind of force that made you jump.

"Okay, fucking spill.”

Aiko stood there, wild-eyed and practically vibrating with excitement.

“Aiko,” you sighed, hand flying to your chest in an attempt to slow your heart. “I love you, but I’m this close—” You pinched your fingers together for emphasis. “—to having a heart attack.”

She ignored you entirely, storming into the room and slamming the door shut behind her.

“He left, like, two seconds ago,” she hissed, “and you’re just standing here?! Explain. Now. Everything. Did you two—” She wiggled her eyebrows in the most suggestive way possible.

“Yes, we did, okay? And now we have a date tonight, and I think I’m going to spontaneously combust before then.”

Aiko gasped like she’d just been handed the best gossip of her life. “A date? Oh my god, you’re finally becoming a normal human being!”

You threw a pillow at her. “Shut up and help me clean, or I’m canceling it.”

She cackled but started gathering the scattered clothes anyway. “Fine, but you’re telling me everything while we do this.”

You sighed. It was going to be a long afternoon.

A/N: im so sorry idk how to write smut, tbh i was hella tempted to just write: they fucked. the end. Idk if i'll write smut again, this is bad

:)

[sparkly-sediment]

tf2 headcanon nsfw

tw butts and stuff

eats pussy:

Medic

He’s methodical about it and def gets pleasure from the results of his work rather than the work itself

The voices say he licks more than sucks

Works in intervals like an athlete. Devours then savors, chugs then sips

Might nip at the inside of your thighs tho

preferences lean more towards bush as he always loves a challenge.

If you had a really big bush he would casually floss with it like “oh hold on I have something in my teeth” and then keep going

Uses his knowledge of pressure points for evil and maintains rigid German eye contact throughout I fear

Solid 8/10 but if you don’t like the freaky shit he says or are autistic (so dislike the eye contact) 6-7/10 but always messier than Spy

Spit dripping legs shaking

Spy

He’s pretty good at it but if you aren’t madly in love with him it feels kinda icky

JUST HIS VIBE. HIS CANON VIBE. I DON’T WANT THAT NEAR MY 🐱

fanon vibe tho 😏

His mouth is so dry and it’s clear he learned this as a business venture

Eats in the slow way brother cherishes a build up and edging perhaps

Very smug about it definitely condscending and if you like the teasing vibe then great!! But it will be there regardless he’s just like that 😔

Takes it very seriously though. He is on a mission and it will not be complete until you finish minimum of twice

Some emotional distance afterwards. Aftercare really isn’t a priority and if you hang out after he immediately smokes a cigarette and responds in grunts

6/10 score brought down by low emotional availability ty

Unless you’re Scout’s mom then 10/10 woman will see god and it will look like her man

sniper

Love is a sacrament best taken kneeling

Devours you like a madman left to starve in the bush. The type of shit to give you flashbacks during dinner. Sitting at the table and suddenly you have to breathe and crane your neck 😩

Also enjoys a bush but prefers you to be most comfortable with it + shaved pussy he will engulf

Frantic? Starts off wide and exploratory but then locks in and he’s holding your legs open and going wild

He’ll finger you during which is definitely a nice touch, but tbh he’s good enough it isn’t even necessary

Thinks making out after is hot and is good with aftercare. He wants it too because unlike some people *COUGH HACK* he wants to feel that connection

Definitely into being a bit dominant but honestly? Pet his hair and tell him how good it feels and you’re bound for life

9/10 I think he may he awkward before.

Like when you have food and someone else starts staring like “why are you looking at me like that” but in this situation you are the food

He has a hard time approaching the subject at first and will probably just ask if he can go down on you without much prior romancing

He has an anxiety disorder 💔 but that’s the only disordered function 😏

will hold hands during

Heavy

You will see celestial beings during and after

First off, Heavy absolutely eats pussy, though his partners are typically men. He does Not care what the grooming is because if you’re at the point he wants to do this to you it will be DONE

He’s grown he don’t give a fuck

Takes eat literally lmao look how big his mouth is!!! Half the reason it’s so grand is the size of his tongue 👅 😛

Heavy is more sensitive than the others. More nurturing. He likes pleasing a woman and by god does he know how to do it

Very rare for someone to unlock this event though and he has to be kneeling on the ground with you on a bed or something because of how tall he is

Don’t make him hang off the bed babe he’s 6’5

8/10 (thick man fingers aren’t always hot)

Engineer

You know how sometimes after you cum you’ll have period cramps? Or that uncomfortable squeeze? I feel like after oral from him you’d get that. Just a premalition

It’s good. It’s decent. Not every man is a sex god but as long as you communicate with your partner and genuinely try it’s gonna be okay

He’s so into himself omg so the more vocal you are the better he thinks he’s doing ie. the better he feels

Spit. Slurp. All that ooey gooey pleasurable but nasty shit. Not to kink shame girl I would be into it too but you would definitely have to go clean up with a wet washcloth minimum

I feel like he’s REALLY good at fingering like exceptionally so. He’ll find the spot that makes you gasp and writhe and work it!!

The sensitive hands of an empath 😌

Head game not strong tho 😔

5/10 depending on his mood

7/10 if he’s drunk

Demo

The best of them all?

Demo listens really well. He wants to you enjoy yourself just as much as he does, and he knows he’s about to have a great fucking time

All over the place. Squeezes your boobs and suckles. So good. Too good. You become slightly weirded out by how well he latches but before you dislike it he moves on

His hands roam while he goes down on you and he’ll give your hand a reassuring squeeze on occasion

Panting against your inner thigh and locks in

Uses his hands during and will sink up the curl of his fingers with his tongue

You will smell a little yeasty from all the beer on his breath 😬 always go pee after sex, but if any part of him touches your vagina, you need to pH balance immediately

You’ll be walking funny 😩😩😩 enjoys hanging out after. He needs emotional security too!

His favorite activity after is to lay together and drink ❤️

10/10

Doesn’t eat pussy:

Scout

HEAR ME OUT. he doesn’t want to

Kinda guy to keep his macaroni salad separate from his meat. Doesn’t mix foods, doesn’t eat pussy, and is barely literate

It’s a hard life out here

Scout definitely has potential but it just isn’t fully realized. Very much going to be whipped into shape by his first serious girlfriend and he will be grateful for it!!

Wants to be a macho sex guy making the gals scream and tweak, but he simply is not

Fool in an endearing way so maybe he’d try if you asked and lick your thigh for a second

Pokes the labia major with his tongue thrice and goes “Heh, did you cum? “

You didn’t.

Pyro

In my head, they are not freaking

Thank you 🙏🏻

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Soldier

He might. There’s something wrong with him but he might

Either eats pussy like a rabid animal OR thinks it’s gross (also thinks blowjobs are gross I just know it would go both ways) hands are okay though

Tbh I don’t think you’d want him to eat you out 😭

Does the head things where he shakes like he’s in a watermelon eating contest

[urhoneycombwitch]

On dad!Steve !! I would love if you could write something about him coming to terms with becoming a dad/pregnancy and labour/just first time dad!Steve in general makes me melt (especially if he's a girl dad 😔)

kay I’ll speak on it bc I have thoughts for SURE

cw: dad!steve, pregnant!R, light emetephobia ment, childbirth desc (no smut but my page is +18 only)

canon-wise, I feel like Steve’s only gotten smarter. obviously he’s still got a goofy himbo side. but he’s getting cleaner with fighting. sharper with his observations. lighter on his feet that’s only come with lots of protective practice.

but the part of him that really cares goes into overdrive after s4, in the canon I’m building in my head 😇 I think he might get a little obsessive about safety for awhile, in the wake of their heroic, underground-world-defeating victory. that kicks into high gear when he finds out you’re pregnant.

(see more of my to-be-named world building here)

for the first few months of your pregnancy he’s never been more grateful to be working in the same building as you. he takes every opportunity to to visit you at your library posting, between teaching his classes (under the pretense of grading papers. Professor Harrington can generally be found at a one-elbow lean on your front desk any time he isn’t in his office.)

he just loves you so much and wants to make sure you’re doing okay. he brings you ginger soda, the fancy brand you like- kept stocked in the staff fridge when your stomach is roiling with nausea, passed with an apologetic kiss to the back of your hand. 

bleeding heart Steve feels so bad he can’t take all the pain away, does his best to alleviate your new and growing discomforts. rubs your shoulders and puffy ankles down with lotion each night. gives up coffee in the mornings (even tho he used to RUN on caffeine) so you can kiss him without aversion 💖. he’s with you for every shaky night-sweat throw up session on the bathroom floor, kneeling to hold you hair back from getting sick in it. warm palm on your lower back in assurance and comfort. 

he calls it at 6 months. begs and cajoles and patiently argues (sweetheart, you’re wakin’ up so early with work. you should really rest, anyways- find a nice horizontal hobby to keep you off your feet. treat it like vacation 🫶) which turn into not so patient arguments (practically in your third trimester, goddammit, you want me to go crazy with worry? gonna have premature greys at this rate. let me keep you safe, angel, please. for my sake.) until finally you agree to take the damn maternity leave early.

and u know Steve’s reading all the books. how to be a good first-time dad. 101 lessons for the new parent. mother’s health and wellness magazines. childbirthing books. by the end of your third trimester, he’s gained enough knowledge to be an honorary midwife. could deliver the baby himself, if the situation really called for it. better to be prepared 🫡

and that spring , you’re both lounging on the couch. there’s a sunny spot under the big window, and you’re warming like cats, you feet propped in Steve’s lap. moon of a stomach peeking out from underneath a stolen one of Steve’s soft tees. his eyes are fixed on his library book on gentle parenting until you take a sharp inhale.

there’s a spasming band just under your navel that you press your hands into, and Steve pauses in rubbing absentminded at your ankle. looks up at you in concern and then at his watch and says “whoa, that’s like, 4 contractions in the last 5 minutes. are these for real or what?”

and you’re like “uhmmmm. don’t b mad but my water kind of broke this afternoon.”

and Steve looks at you with this very poorly concealed bewilderment that’s quickly morphing into shock and so you start talking before he can like “no no it’s chill. it’s cool!! 😎 doesn’t even hurt that bad and I knew you’d be home at 4 anyways….”

and you quiet when Steve rips his glasses off and pinches his nose between two fingers and says in a Very strangled voice “yeah. okay. well it’s 5 PM traffic right now which means rush hour which means we need to go to plan C right off the bat…”

and you watch this man unravel in the most efficient way possible. tugging at the roots of his hair until it stands overly-tall but managing to pack all your bags in the car in under 3 minutes. a record. and he gets to the hospital using all the mapped-out backroads so you’re there in a tight 15.

but as it turns out, a speedy arrival to the L&D ward of Hawkins Memorial wasn’t even necessary, because you spend the next 21 hours in the most intense, soul-crushing pain Steve’s ever seen you go thru in his life and it almost breaks him. for real. 

he’s so soft for you and no amount of reading about other people giving birth could have prepared him for the heartache and helplessness of seeing you ride the wave of a contraction. or go thru the brutal process of getting an epidural, your hands digging into his forearms hard enough to leave bruises as you leaned on him thru it all. 

and Steve did not know he could fall more in love w you but he does, the second you become a parent alongside him, wet and wriggling baby girl placed on your chest. spend two nights in the hospital healing up and fumbling through feedings and giggling over your new tiny daughter. counting her fingers and toes every time you unwrap her. cooing over those big brown eyes that look just like Steve’s.

and with his first baby, Steve is overprotective to the max. only Robin can babysit at first, and that’s only after she’s checked off a rigorous amount of reading material from Steve’s comprehensive required book list. he’s fussy about her routine (truly puts so much of the postnatal stress in himself so you can focus on bonding w/ your babe and resting), is fiercely protective over u and the new baby, like mama bear to the maxxx.

he’s actually GREAT at multitasking and the all consuming constant buzz of listening for certain types of crying and feedings and baby hand-offs thru the night really solidify the fact that he can do this. he’s already a million times better than his own parents at it, a fact of which you constantly remind and encourage him with. 

and I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again, best thing to ever happen to Steve Harrington is having a second kid bc it chills him way the hell out. for reasons chalked up simply to It's the way the world works, Steve falls into a natural rhythm w your second kid. finds his stride as they say. he’s just as excited and caretaking and protective during your second pregnancy as with your first, but this time without all of the panic and wire-thin nerves. coasts thru calmly.

perhaps a touch too calm, because when you go into labor with your second kid, it’s the middle of a snowstorm in Hawkins, and since u and Steve went thru such a long hard birth with your eldest, you both take your sweet time getting ready to go. saying goodbye to your 3 year-old while aunt Robin comes to stay. even stopping for a snack on the way to the hospital because last time they didn’t let you eat and you were fucking ravenous the whole time.

but then Steve has to drive so slow and safe bc of the snowy roads and you’re still a good 20 mins out when things progress so rapidly and so unlike the first time around; Steve is so level-headed and  lets you crush all the bones in his right hand while he drives with his left, coaching you through breathing exercises, trying to keep calm but oh shit, you’re making the same sounds you made three years ago when you brought your first baby into the world, all low groans and gritted teeth and Steve’s pleading with you to hold on, just a few more minutes as he coasts into the emergency bay of L&D. doesn’t give a fuck about parking in a tow zone, they can take the damn car, Steve’s already launching himself out of the drivers seat to scoop you up and hike it indoors. 

in the nick of time. 10 minutes and a few pushes later and your second baby is there, all scrunched and tiny, so much smaller than her sister, got the slope of your nose and Steve’s pretty cupids bow. she arrived so fast it feels like a joke, you and Steve cuddling a bit cramped (the way you all like it) in the hospital bed, laughing a little, marveling at the fact that you’re a family of four now, how different it’s all been the second time around. how neither of you realized how much your hearts could expand to engulf your two kids with so much love, it feels like you’re both bursting at the seams 💖

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17- S. J

synopsis: Sim Jaeyun lived next door to the Kim twins. One day they were planning sleepovers and on the other he was on an airplane moving to Australia. 17 years later, she found a man called Jake standing in her living room. An old friendship rekindles and a new love arises.

Disclaimer: nsfw, there's a lot of smut here!!

Inspired by 17 by Pink Sweat$ (but not really, lol).

A/n: I think this one is longer than the others (not sure, tho). Enjoy!

Kim Sunoo and his twin sister lived next door to Sim Jaeyun. They knew each other since the Kims still shared a placenta and Jaeyun was only a few months old. When kids, they used to play everyday, to plan sleepovers, they even walked together at school, almost as if the 3 of them were 1. But one day, when Jaeyun was 7 and the other 2 were 6, the older one's father had to move to Australia cause of his job and, of course, he and his mother had to go too. 

The day Jaeyun came to the Kims’ residence to say goodbye, the Kim girl, as he called her,  gave him a necklace “When you feel scared or alone, you hold this necklace and remember I’ll always be with you” he smiled, then repeated what she said “You’ll always be with me” she nodded, then the two kids hugged, the tightest hug they ever had given to someone till that point “Come back one day” “I’ll” “Do you promise?” “I do”, they interlaced their pinky fingers and the pact was made.

…

17 years later:

“KIM SUNOO, I SWEAR I’M GOING TO KILL YOU IF YOU DON’T GET OUT OF THIS BATHROOM IN THE NEXT 3 SECONDS!” she screamed at her twin brother through the bathroom door. 3 seconds passed. Her threat didn’t seem to have any effect. She started to knock the door uncontrollably. Knock after knock she got angrier and angrier. Till one of the knocks hit the air “You’re going to hurt yourself like that” “Finally!” “You can't rush perfection” Sunoo said with his bag under his armpit, he was right, his skin glowed and his lips were so moisturized that if someone stepped on them, they’d slip and fall. “Get the fuck out!” “Watch your mouth, young lady” he was 16 minutes older than her “You know what? Sharing an apartment with you is my second biggest regret” “What’s the first?” “Sharing an uterus with you!” Sunoo’s mouth turned into an “o” and his hand rested on his chest “I'm offended” “Good!”, then she closed the bathroom door to finally take her shower. Sunoo smiled and with the cutest tone he could make, he hummed “I love youuu” she opened the door and put her head on the gap “Love you too, loser” and closed the door again while Sunoo hopped like a bunny to his room.

…

Half an hour later they met again in the kitchen, while Sunoo finished his breakfast and she finished drying her hair with a towel “Oh! I forgot to mention” “What’s it, Sunny?” “Jaeyun is coming back to Korea” “Jaeyun?” she opened the fridge to get some orange juice “Yes! Sim Jaeyun, our childhood neighbor”. She poured the juice on a glass and sipped it as the memory would magically pop into her head “Jaeyun?” “The one who went to Australia when we’re around 8 to 9 years old” “Hum!” she nodded “Oh, yes, I remember him. Wow! It’s been like what? 13 or 14 years?”, she pondered “17” Sunoo corrected her, she looked at her brother with a deadly gaze “Do you still have contact with him?” “I never actually stopped. I mean, after Facebook was invented, of course” “Who’s on Facebook nowadays?, now the older one threw her a deadly gaze. “Anyway, I think we should invite him to stay over while he doesnt find his own place” “Oh! Well, I think it’s ok as long as I don’t have to share my room and he doesn’t take a lifetime in the bathroom like you do”, Sunoo rolled his eyes while she washed the glass she had used. When she finished, she kissed her brother’s cheek “I’m leaving now or I’ll be late to my shift” “Ok, have a nice day!” “You too!” she blew a kiss and left.

…

Her job was definitely going to kill her. She loved to be a nurse but, yeah, she was going to die before completing 24. 12 hours inside of a hospital would kill anyone, right? She opened the apartment door, hoping Sunoo had left dinner to her. “Sunny, I’m home!”, she said without looking at the living room while she took her coat off. When she turned around she saw a handsome man standing there. A tall man, who had black, long hair and a silly smile on his face was standing in her living room and she didn’t have a clue why “You… are not, Sunny”, he giggled “No. Guess, I’m not”, she tilted her head, wondering why he had such] a funny accent. “Should I turn around and run cause you’re going to murder me or should I murder my brother for not telling me we were having guests tonight?” the stranger laughed “Sorry, hum…” he approached her, slowly, and stretched his hand “Hi, I’m Jake” “Jake?” “Yes”, she shook his hand, still confused “I don’t think I know you. Are you Sunoo’s friend?” “Oh, yeah! I used to be friends with you too” she furrowed her brows, then lifted them “Oh! Jaeyun?!” he nodded “Sim Jaeyun?!” “Yeah, that’s me” “Oh my god! Hi!” she shook his hand with more enthusiasm “Why haven’t you said it before?” “Well, I did” “No. You said you’re Jake. I don’t know any Jakes” “It’s how people call me now” “Oh…” Sunoo appeared in the living room with 2 bowls, 2 spoons and an ice cream pot “Oh, hi! You’re here!” “Hey…” she let go of Jake’s hand “We’re having mint choco to celebrate Jake’s comeback. It has lasagna for you in the oven” “Can you help me with the lasagna?” “Why? Are you 6 years ollll…” but she grabbed Sunoo’s ear and pulled him to the kitchen with her

“Auch, auch, auch! What’s up with you?” “Didn't it occur to you that I would like to know he was coming!?” she whispered “I told you he was coming!” he whispered back “I didn’t think it was today!” “I’m sorry, maybe I forgot to mention that” “Maybe?!” “I did. I’m sorry” she huffed “What’s the big deal?” “I could have washed my underwear that is on the dirty laundry, or vacuumed the carpet, or even dressed better after leaving my shift!” Sunoo laughed “Calm down. I don’t think Jake noticed any of that” “What’s with that new name, huh?”  she said, grabbing the lasagna from the oven “It’s how people called him in Brisbane” “Brisbane? Wasn’t he in Australia?” Sunoo laughed more “Brisbane is in Australia” “Oh…” “Relax, baby sister, you will enjoy having Jake around” “Yeah, I’ll love having one more person to fight for the bathroom” “You’re too grumpy tonight” Sunoo gave his back to her to come back to the other room “Where are you going?” “I’m going to eat my mint choco & green tea ice cream” “Ugh!” “Stop with it and come eat with us”. She ate in the kitchen, she wanted distance from that mint choco. 

After she washed the dishes, she joined the 2 men in the living room. “Where’s Sunoo?” “He went to his room” “Hum…” she sat at Jake’s side on the sofa. “Do you really like that shit?” “Which shit?” “Mint choco”, she pointed to the ice cream pot on the center table. “Oh! Not really. It tastes like toothpaste” “I know!” “At least my breath is fresh now”,  she laughed “Why did you eat it if you don’t like it?” “Sunoo was so happy to see me again. I didn’t want to ruin the celebration” “That’s very sweet of you, but now you’ll have to eat it every time” “Ah… At least he will be happy, right?” she smiled, then nodded in disbelief “You’re too nice in my opinion” she stood up “I’m going to sleep now, don’t you dare linger in the bathroom!” “Linger…” “Yeah, if you take too long to shower and do skin care, you go after me cause I’ve to work, capisci?” “Capisci” she nodded and started to make her way to the bedroom “Good ni…” “I’m not jobless if you want to know” she turned to him “Really?” he nodded, she crossed her arms  “What do you do for a living?” “I’m a chef” “A chef?” “Yes” “Oh…” “When I moved to Brisbane, my mother started to run a restaurant. While she loves managing, I love cooking” “And are you a good chef?” “You tell me. The lasagna you eat for dinner, I made it” she uncrossed her arms “Oh! Is that why you came back to Korea?” “A korean food critic tried my food in the restaurant I worked in Sidney and invited me to be the head chef in his new restaurant in Seoul” “Wow!” “But worry not, I won’t block the bathroom. I take night shifts” he winked at her. she parted her lips “T-thank you…” she cleaned her throat “I’ll sleep now” she pointed to the corridor “Thanks for the meal and… good night” he chuckled “Good night, Kim girl”.

…

A week passed, she had a day off and she decided to spend it on her bed. She spent almost all day inside of her room alternating between sleeping and watching an episode of Bridgerton. But around 4 pm, she got hungry. So she decided to go to the kitchen and grab a snack. She opted for a bowl of fruit loops without milk and a cup of orange juice. She also decided to pass by the living room to let Sunoo know she was alive, but all she could find was Jake watching television. When he spotted her on the doorframe, he paused the movie “Hey! You are at home” “Yes…” “Haven’t seen you all day” “I was in my room all day, after my morning shower” “That’s why, then”, she nodded. “Is Sunny here?” “He went out with… hum…. a tall guy who has a deep voice. With an eyebrow piercing” “Ni-ki, you mean?” “Yeah. Riki… I guess” “It must be, they are very close” he nodded, turning back to his movie. “And you don’t have to work today?” “Only at night” “Oh! Right. I forgot” he nodded before unpausing the movie again. “What are you watching?” “Alien: Romulus” “Is that good?” “This is what I’m trying to figure out” “Sorry” she downed her head and walked toward her room “Do you…” she stopped “...want to watch it with me?” “You don’t mind?” “It’s your home” “I’d love to join you” “Good” he moved on the sofa to make space for her. 

…

For the next 2 hours, Jake just jumped and hid. She wasn’t a big fan of scary movies but Jake didn’t even compare “I’m so embarrassed” “Don’t be. Is no shame to be scared of fake aliens” “Yes, it’s” she giggled. “You used to be scared of those too, do you remember?” “Oh, yes. My mom got crazy with that fear of mine…”, she flashbacked of when Sunoo got the habit of scaring her with a plastic alien he had. “...but those were good times” “Yes, they were” “You know, it was very sad for Sunny and I when you left” “For me too. I wish I didn’t have to” “But it was good, you found your passion, you learned English…” “Yeah… I missed you” “Did you?” “A lot. Did you miss me?” “Honestly, I didn’t even remember of you till 7 days ago” “Oh…” “But when I was a kid I felt your absence” he looked at her, then smiled “You’ve become a beautiful woman” she blushed “Thanks… You are not the weird kid you were too” Jake laughed “Sorry, I meant…” “No, no. I was kinda weird, wasn’ I?” “Yeah, but… you are very handsome now”

“Thank you” they looked at each other for a few moments, feeling the tension in the air, before Jake said something “Can I ask you a question?” “You can ask” “It doesn’t mean you’re going to answer” “Exactly”, he chuckled “Ok. Hum…” he licked his lips, those damn lips, she thought, without being able to take her eyes from them “Can I… kiss you?” “I thought you were never going to ask!”, and quickly she jumped on his lap, straddling him and blending their lips. It was a hot and messy kiss, full of desperation. She was keeping her desire for him for 7 long days already, watching Jake walk around the house with nothing but sweatpants (which marked a lot his member by the way), showing off his sculpted abdomen, biceps, back, everything. And that smirk on his lips, damn, she was on the edge of going crazy.  Jake on the other hand was keeping his desire for her for even longer, damn fucking 4 years already, since Sunoo shared pics of them together on the beach and he got enchanted by her beauty. The desire only grew in the past 7 days, in which he was around her and her bittersweet personality. Maybe for him, that kiss meant more than a whole week of seeing her wearing thigh tank tops and short sleeping shorts without being able to do anything but jerk himself off in the shower after coming back from work and everyone was already sleeping.

Their breaths got shorter and shorter as the kiss deepened, she dipped her fingertips on his black and long and beautiful hair, while Jake’s hands were on her nape and hip to keep her stable and close enough to him. But he didn’t keep them there for long, soon they travelled to her shoulders and started to rip the strains of her pajama, till her breasts almost jumped off the piece of cloth. She moaned inside of his mouth when she felt his finger tips touching the skin right above her breasts.

He pulled away the kiss to lick the soft skin of her neck, leaving a stain there “You don’t mind, do you?” he asked in a sexy tone, against her ear, his breath causing her shivers. She nodded “Give me more. In other places. Mark me everywhere you want to”, Jake smirked and pulled her top down to finally free her breast, they were so round and soft, almost like it would break if he just looked at it “I’ll try to be gentle” “Don’t hold yourself back” he smirked and planted one more kiss on her neck. Before dipping down to suck her nipples. She moaned, gripping on the hair of his nape. Her hips started to move as a reflex from the stimulation he was giving to her, and suddenly she found herself grinding on Jake’s hard cock while he had his mouth on his breast, doing an amazing job with his tongue, she had to admit. Jake noticed what she was doing, so he grabbed her hips and helped to move it. It didn’t take long for them to start feeling their edge approaching, “Jake…” she muttered, breathless “Fuck…”, he cursed “...I’m almost there…” he thighed the grip on her hips, groaning the last words “...Don’t think I can last much longer”, she smirked, slowing down the pace of her grinding, making slow circles with her hips, just to see him begging for her. Jake threw his head back, letting a moan escape his lips, surrendering completely. “Please....”, he tried to speak “... faster”, she took a few more moments to tease him, but she fasted the pace, for both of theirs sake.

She grinded faster again on his hard cock till it wasn’t that hard anymore and his underwear was filled with his release. She muffled Jake’s last groan with a kiss on his lips while she continued to grind till she hit her edge. Jake helped her, slipping a hand inside of her shorts and underwear, rubbing her clit “Damn, you’re wet”, she nodded, closing her eyes shut. He rubbed, she grinded, till she cummed in her lace panties, letting out a sweet moan, the sweetest he had ever heard, before collapsing on Jake’s body. He gently rubbed her back while they caught their breaths. Jake opened his mouth to say something but at the same moment, they heard the door unlocking “Shit!” she mumbled before jumping off Jake’s lap and wearing her top again “Put a pillow on it!”, she said referring to his boner, which has not softened completely yet. “Oh! Ok”, he obeyed her just in time cause Sunoo and Ni-ki just appeared in the living room. “Hi, guys!” Sunoo said with his typical sweet voice tone “Hey!” Jake greeted them “Hi, Sunny. Hi, Ni-ki” Ni-ki leaned on the couch and kissed her face, they were almost siblings, the amount of time Sunoo and him spent together for the past 5 years “Wanna play some game?” “Sure! Let’s go to my room” “Ok” she stood up and Sunoo sat where she was before “Why were you guys doing?”, she held her laugh. “We watched a horror movie” “Oh, I hate them. She’s weak for horror movies too” “I did better than Jake” “Did you?!” Oh, wish I was here so I could have seen it” she smiled, definitely Sunoo didn’t wish he was there. “Hey, is it a hickey?” Ni-ki said, pointing to her neck. Jake bit his lip to hold a smile back, Sunoo made an “o” with his mouth, Ni-ki laughed and she looked at him like she would murder him right there in front of everyone. “Who gave you that hickey?!” Sunoo asked, she was his younger sister after all, “It’s none of your business” she turned around and walked to her room “Hold on!” Sunoo followed “Wait! Come back here! Are you seeing someone?” she slammed the door “Are you using protection?”

Ni-ki and Jake laughed, then the japanese man sat on the couch “Wanna play some game?” “Sure!” “Good” Ni-ki said, already turning the ps5 on. “It was you, wasn’t it?”, Ni-ki asked after a few minutes “What?” “The hickey. It was you, right?” “Why do you think it was me?” “It seemed fresh. Your hair is sort of messy and her cheeks were red” “You’re a good observer” “I know”, he said without taking his eyes from the screen “Relax, I won’t tell Sunoo” “Thought you guys were very close” “We are. I’m also close to her and it is none of my business who she’s letting suck her neck or not. Plus, you seem to be nice” “Well… thank you”. Ni-ki nodded “But for God’s sake, do not do things on the sofa, it’s a communitary furniture! I mean, I sit here too, bro”, Jake blushed “We didn’t…”, then Ni-ki started to laugh “I’m just messing around with you, man. It’s not even my house” “Oh…”, Jake forced a smile, still afraid of Ni-ki “Ok” “Relax, man. It’s all good”, the japanese man poked the other’s shoulder and they continued to play in silence.

…

Later that night after Ni-ki left and Sunoo went to his bedroom, Jake knocked on her door before leaving to work “Jake…” “Hi. Are you ok?” “Yeah” “Did you and Sunoo make amends?”, she nodded “After a long lecture, yes” “Sorry about that” “It’s fine. Not your fault, I blame Ni-ki who can’t keep his mouth shut” “He said he just wanted to tease you. He didn’t imagine Sunoo would care that much” “Yeah, me neither” “So that makes us 3…”, he placed his hands  on his pockets and looked at his feet. “That’s exactly why I shouldn’t be here, about to ask you what I want to ask you” “Do you want to do dry humping again but without clothes?” “I…” he blinked twice and looked at her again, “...well, I wouldn’t complain if you’re up to it but… no, it isn’t what I want to ask” “What’s it, then?” “I would like to take you on a date” “A date?” “Yes. I can cook for you and we can get to know each other better. And if the sex part happens, it’s good too”, she blushed, embarrassed that he wanted to know more about her when she was thinking about how it would be good to actually ride him. “I… I wasn’t expecting it” “It’s ok if you say no. Can we try the fucking part anyways?” she laughed “No, Jake. I… I’d love to go on a date with you” “Really?” “Yes” “Oh, good! I really was hoping you would say yes” “When and where?” “I have a day off on Monday. Was thinking about going to see a few places during the afternoon, then take you to dinner at night. So… Monday at 7 pm?”, she nodded “It’s a date, Sim Jake” “Ok”, he smiled shyly. “I… I have to go to work now…” “Ok. Have a good night” “You too” “See you tomorrow, Jake”, he smirked, leaning down to say something in her ear “Don’t think too much about me or you will have to dry hump your pillow”, she blushed. Then, as nothing had happened, Jake kissed her face and pulled away “See you”, and left. 

…

3 days passed. 3 days of teasing looks, and a lot of sexual tension between the 2 of them. The things which were an unintentional teasing, like not wearing a shirt and wearing short shorts and thigh blouses, became intentional teasing. Everytime the 2 of them were on the small sofa, Jake made sure to be shirtless and to stick on her body. And she made sure to drop things on the floor even more frequently, so Jake could have a better view of her ass or tits. 3 days after the sofa incident. 3 days after the date invitation. She made sure to switch shifts with one of her colleagues to have proper time to get ready for the date. She was alone at home the whole day, so she hydrated her hair, shaved her legs and armpits, made skin care, put on light makeup, and spent 2 hours deciding which dress she was going to wear. At the end, she chose a black basic one. 

Jake got home around 6pm and in less than an hour, he was ready. He knocked on her door, and when she opened it, he couldn’t even speak “You… you are stunning” “Thank you. You look good too” “Thank you, misses. Shall we go?”, he offered his arm to her “Yes”. On the way there, in Jake’s car, she asked him “You said you were going to cook for me” “I am going to cook for you” “So where are we going? Cause you live with me and unless your hunting was extremely successful, you don’t have any other place to cook” “I have my restaurant” “Isn’t it closed today?” “Exactly. We’re going to have a whole restaurant just for the 2 of us” “That’s cool! None other guy have ever done this to me” “See? I’m not the other ones”, she giggled “Oh, I love that song”, it was “Deja Vu” by Post Malone, “Me too” and they sang along the whole way there.

…

Jake prepared bibimbap for her. According to Ni-ki, it was her favorite meal, and he really enjoyed it as well. The restaurant had a low light vibe, which made it even more romantic. They talked about their childhood together, then about Jake’s in Brisbane and hers in Seoul. “I can’t believe you did it!” “Yeah, but Sunoo deserved it” “Remind me of never eating your Binch biscuits” “Biscuits!?’ “There we go… What do you call it?” “Cookies, man” “Ah! Whatever… Are you ready for dessert?” “Yes! It’s my favorite part” “Can you guess what’s it?” “Hum… Brownies?” “No” “Petit gateau with vanilla ice cream?” “That’s a good one, but no” “If is mint choco I will walk out that door and lock you out of my house”, Jake laughed “No! It’s not mint choco”, he offered his hand to her and guided her to the kitchen. He stood behind her and whispered in her ear “Are you ready?”, she nodded “Ok”, he walked to the fridge, then stood in front of her “Ok, you can open your eyes”, when she did, she saw Jake holding a bowl full of passionfruit mousse “Passionfruit!” “Do you like it?” “I love it!” “That's good news”, she licked her lips, making Jake laugh. “Come here”, he placed the bowl on the counter and held her by the waist to put her sitting near the dessert “There you go”, he reached for a spoon, then placed himself in between her legs, to serve her a portion of the mousse. “So?”, she closed her eyes, threw her head back and moaned “So good”, he served himself a portion, and had the same reaction of her “Delicious” “I always wondered why is this called passionfruit” “Maybe cause if you eat passion fruit you fall in love for the handsome chef who served it to you, right into your beautiful mouth”, she laughed “Yeah, maybe” “So I think we should do it again just in guarantee” “I agree”, she placed her hands on his chest and rubbed up and down while he filled the spoon with another portion. He served her, then served himself “You know what would be cool?” “What?” “Serving yourself with mousse…” “But I am already…”

“...directly from my naked body”, Jake stopped chewing, breathing and thinking. She smirked with the expression he had on his face, looking like his last brain cell had died. But it didn’t last long, soon Jake had a smirk on his face as well “You know you always have the best ideas, right?” “That’s what I keep telling everyone!”. Jake placed the spoon on the counter and grabbed her thighs, pulling them so she would lay on the counter, then he grabbed some mousse with the spoon and placed it on her neck before leaning over her body and, at first licking lightly, but then sucking it from her soft skin. She moaned, the different textures and temperatures made a simple neck sucking be even more delicious and pleasurable. “Did you enjoy it?” “So fucking much” “So I can keep going” “Yes, please”, she muttered, he smirked even naughtily, and took the strains of her dress off her shoulders, to place more mousse on her right collarbone, leaving a mark there when he finished sucking. His next victim was her nipples. She shivered when she felt the cold moussed on it. Again, Jake licked, sucked and marked, earning another sweet moan from her. “You’re in the mood for leaving marks tonight, huh”

“I’m going to mark you. Everywhere. So every other guy you give access to your body, will know who you belong with”, his voice tone changed to something dark and deep. “There’s no other guys, Jake”, she held his head “I have only thought about you since the first night I saw you standing in my living room with a silly smile on your face”, he smiled, dipping down to kiss her passionately. His hands pulled her dress up until he had access to her black lace underwear. “Damn, you’re so sexy”, he muttered, feeling his cock pulsing and hurting of desire “You’re too”, she said, pulling him from the collar of  his black shirt to kiss him while she unbuttoned the piece of cloth. When she finished, she rubbed his abs and chest, up and down, feeling his hot skin, moaning on his mouth. Jake couldn’t take it anymore, neither of them could, so he pulled away from the kiss, unbuckled his belt, opened his black pants and pushed it down enough to take his dick off his Calvin Klein’s boxers, ready to fuck her until she screamed his name. But first he slipped 2 fingers on her, to confirm if she was wet enough “Always very wet for me, babygirl”, she moaned when he moved his fingers inside of her “You…”, she moaned again when he moved his fingers again “...I want you. I need you”, she moved her hips which made Jake smirk “Stop moving your hips”, she moved again “Bad girl, must punish you”, her only response was another hip thrust. He smiled, taking his finger out of her and aligning his member with her entrance. He wanted to push it inside of her at once, but instead, he held her hips so she couldn’t move them and penetrated her with his tip only. She contorted herself under him, trying to hold a moan back, failing. “Don’t you hold your moans back”, he took the tip out, then in again,  “Don’t ever do that again, I want to hear them…” , he took the tip out “...all of them”, and in again “Did you understand?”, she whined under him, gripping on the counter, trying not to lose her shit his his teasing, failing on it too. He took the tip out once more “Did you…”, and in “... understand?”, she nodded “Yes…”, she gulped “Good girl” “Jake, please, I need you”, she cried. Jake was about to lose his shit as well, so he nodded and finally released her hips and pushed the rest of his dick inside of her, letting a moan escape from his throat, and pushing down to kiss her neck.

She moaned, louder than the other times and gripped on his hair, trying to release the overwhelm he had put her through. He started to move slowly just to tease her a little more, but as he thrusted, his hips began to move faster on their own. It was unusual for him to listen to the sound of skin slapping, bodies colliding and fluids mixing in that kitchen over the sound of pans and food grilling, but he could listen to it everyday, as long as he was with her, he wouldn’t mind listening to dirty sounds while he prepared a salad. And her moans, it was the best sound he had ever heard. He switched the angle of his hips, hitting a sensitive point on her “Jake…”, she moaned “...right there”, he continued to thrust, till he felt she clenching around him “Feels so good around me, damn”, he groaned “Fuck, Jake, I’m cumming”, she clenched more, he groaned again “Fuck, me too…”, she hit her edge and a few seconds later, Jake hit his. He had to use a strength he didn’t know had left on him for not completely succumbing over her body.

They took a few moments to normalize their breaths, she caressed his hair, and he had his face buried on the crock of her neck. “What’s it?’, she asked, referring to something cold against her chest “It’s a necklace”, he hovered over her body so she could see it. She held the pendant to take a look on it “This necklace… I know it” “Yeah, you gave it to me when I left to Australia” “I know… You kept it all of those years” “I wore it when I got into the airplane and never took it off since then”, she covered her mouth “Jake… that’s…” “I knew you would be with me if I wore it, so…”, a few tears rolled down her face. Jake dried them with his thumb “... you were with me all of those years”, she pulled him for a kiss, a salty kiss due to her tears “I’m… I don’t even know what to say” “So don’t say anything, just kiss me” “Ok”, he kissed her again and they stood there, making out for a while.

…From that date on, they started to go out frequently. Jake also moved from his own place, so they had more privacy. Which meant sex everywhere. In every room of his new house, without the concern of getting caught by Sunoo or Ni-ki or anyone else. Though, they slept over her place too, especially in those days Sunoo wasn’t home. Like that one, or at least she thought he wasn’t. They went to the movie theater the night before, then they came back to her apartment. When she woke up Sunoo wasn’t there yet, neither was Jake. She went out of her room, looking for her beloved, finding him in the bathroom. She knocked on the door “Come in” Good morning, love”, he said when she saw her “Good morning, Jakey”, she said with a sleepy tone “Come here. Join me” “I…”, they never showered together before “I won’t bite you” “I want you to bite me” “So I will bite you” “But not on the neck, it took me a lifetime to convince Sunoo that I wasn’t seeing anyone and  yes, I was using protection”. She took her pajama off and entered the shower, letting the water run over her body. Jake stepped forward, taking her lips on his, till her back hit the cold wall. His hand lifted one of her thighs and he went down on her. Sucking her clit, licking her arouse “Jake, Jake, Jake…”, she muttered, “...come here”, he stood up, and aligned himself  with her, penetrating her at once. He leaned his forehead on hers, without moving yet “You’re not using protection now”, she chuckled “And apparently I’m seeing someone” Jake smiled “Yes, I think you are”, then he started to move. They were so caught up in the moment that they didn’t hear when Sunoo knocked on the door. Since nobody answered, he entered “Oh. My. God” he said, instantly covering his eyes and leaving the bathroom. “Shit” they said in unison. Jake took himself out of her and she ran from the shower, with a towel wrapped around her body, to reach her brother “Sunny!”, she shouted, knocking on the door of his bedroom. He kept silent. “C’mon, Sun. Open the door, let’s talk”, Jake showed up, wearing a robe “He doesn’t say anything”, Jake knocked on the door “C’mon, bro. Show up”, Sunoo opened the door, he had rage coming out from his eyes “You! The girl you bragged about the other day was my sister?! How could you?!”, Jake rubbed his nape, “I welcomed you to my house when you came back to Korea! I shared my bed with you! I didn’t accept when you wanted to pay rent! I even shared my mint choco with you! And you thank me with fucking with my little sister on the shower?!” “Sunoo, you’re overreacting. I’m not a kid anymore”, he looked at her “And you! You said you were not seeing anyone and you were using protection. But in reality, you are seeing someone and you were not wearing protection!” “Sunny, I wasn’t going out with him when you asked” “But why didn't you tell me when you two started to… do whatever you’ve been doing?” “I was afraid of your reaction. The exact one you are having right now. I was afraid of ruining your long term friendship with Jake”

“Well, you shouldn’t worry about it, he ruined  it by himself the moment he decided to get into it”, Sunoo looked at Jake “How could you?!” “I…” he wrapped an arm around her shoulder “I am sorry you don’t like the idea, but I’m in love with your sister. I’m not taking distance from her”, she looked at Jake and Sunoo’s facial expression relaxed “Are you?!”, he looked at her “Yes. I’m so much in love with you”, she smiled “Yeah, me too”. Jake rubbed her cheek with his thumb and they fought the urge to kiss. “Awwww, you love each other!”, Sunoo broke the moment “Aren’t you mad anymore?” “Oh, c’mon. You guys are in love, how could I hate you guys for that?” “But… just now you…” “It was when I thought you were messing around with my baby sister”, he answered with a smile on his face “I’m only 16 minutes younger” “It doesn’t matter”, he hugged the other 2. “Now go finish your shower, and don’t take too long. I have a date today” “What?!”, they said in unison. Sunoo blushed, then giggled while the passionate couple teased him about his date.

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›› toji fushiguro x reader ›› megumi fushiguro x reader ›› toji x reader x megumi (mfm) ›› 18+ f!reader ›› started: 12/6/23 : updated: 1/29/24 : status: ongoing

‹𝟹 summary: You and Megumi are best friends. You've known eachother for almost your whole life. His home has become your second home. As time passes and life happens, Megumi slowly develops feelings for you, even though he's unaware of it. To complicate things further, you're now living with him and his father, who has also taken a liking to you.

‹𝟹 fandom: jjk, jujutsu kaisen

‹𝟹 genres / warnings: au - no powers, college au, power imbalance, pseudo-incest (they both want y/n, nothing w/ eachother), dubious consent

‹𝟹 tags: good cop bad cop, fluff, smut, angst, toji has a big dick, dilf toji, toji is his own warning, toji tries to be a good parent, toji is an asshole, toji is trying okay?, daddy dom toji, daddy kink, porn with feelings, porn with plot, friends to lovers, spit / spitting, spit kink, spit as lube, breeding, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, double vaginal pen, double pen, anal, making out, making love, love triangles, praise kink, degradation, light masochism, light sadism, emotional sex, cuckolding, jealousy, jealousy kink, smoking, smoking kink, emotional manipulation, manipulation, polyamory?, father and son share you, protective megumi fushiguro, megumi needs a hug, megumi has a big dick, AGED UP CHARACTERS, dead dove: do not eat, finger sucking, large cock, cum swallowing, blow jobs, first time blow jobs, under desk blow jobs, fingerfucking, face sitting, face riding, 69, mutual masturbation, threesome mfm, lots of smut, loss of virginity

‹𝟹 notes: ch 5 is being written, however i've taken a break on this while i finish my other fic (it's coming soon :D). this is the most up to date chapter i have on here and my ao3. this chapter is FIREEEEEEE tho !!

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! - ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+ - !

Chapter 4: Impulse

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Toji took the opportunity to smoke a cigarette while you were taking a shower. The crisp morning air was cool on his skin as he took a long drag of the cig. He puffed it away, lost in thoughts about what you guys should do today.

The clouds were starting to roll in, and it looked serene from Toji’s balcony. They didn’t live anywhere fancy or expensive, but it was nice being able to feel the peace of the breeze and the comfort of the sun’s warmth. He didn’t want to keep taking things for granted. He would accept and appreciate with enthusiasm from now on.

He inhales more of the smoke before snuffing out the cigarette in an ashtray. There were errands for the house you both needed to attend to, but he also wanted to make it a fun adventure into the city.

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The steaming hot water of the shower soothed your aching body. You took this moment to think about the past few days and what had transpired. Messing around with Megumi, Toji acting uncharacteristically nice, and the heat of Toji’s gaze as you walked towards the shower. You could feel his eyes glued to your back as you walked away. You didn’t know what to think of it, but your body sure as hell did.

The attention was kinda nice. You liked feeling wanted, even in this fucked up way.

You foamed up your soap before washing your body, quickly finishing up your shower. You still had to get dressed and do your hair and makeup, and you didn’t want to make Toji wait.

You got out of the shower, wrapping the towel around your body. You leave and make your way towards your room, dripping and only covered by a measly towel. The steam escaped the bathroom, clouding the surrounding area.

Megumi isn’t paying much attention to his surroundings as he walks towards his room. Mindlessly scrolling through twitter, he bumps into you. He startles you enough to where your towel shifts in place, revealing your cleavage.

It’s not enough to see anything substantial, but for Megumi, it’s more than enough. He knows what’s under there anyway, and seeing you dripping wet with only a towel to cover yourself was sending explicit thoughts straight to his brain.

He blushes, apologizes, and quickly walks away towards his room, head down in embarrassment.

You shrug, not really putting much thought into it as you reach your room and close the door behind you. You don’t want to dress up for a simple errand run, so you decide upon black leggings and a fluffy, oversized sweater. You can’t choose between fuzzy boots or simple converse, but ultimately choose the latter.

Brushing your hair and putting it up into a claw clip was simple enough for the look. Light makeup, nothing too crazy, maybe a little eyeliner and you’re done soon enough.

You grab your bag and phone, leaving your room. You see Toji waiting for you, sitting on the couch talking about pointless stuff with Megumi. He sees movement out of the corner of his eye and looks up at you.

The contrast between a cute, fluffy, and oversized sweater with tight leggings that hug your hips is extremely pleasing for him. Toji is already getting up, making his way towards the front door.

You quickly walk over to where Megumi is sitting on the couch and rustle his hair a bit. “Bye Gumi, text me if you need anything from me!” You smile at him and walk away, towards Toji.

Megumi notices the exact same details of your body as Toji. Like father, like son of course. He’s thinking back to when he bumped into you, almost dropping your towel and revealing yourself. He licks his lips. And now? Watching you walk away, perfect ass in those tight as fuck leggings? He was already envisioning how he wants to rip those leggings off and take you right there, in front of his dad.

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You and Toji are heading into the city, running errands, but also just keeping each other company. You both agreed grocery shopping should be last so you could head home right after; so now Toji is driving you both to the shopping plaza.

He plays “dad rock” (think: Nickelback, Green Day, AC/DC type of stuff), but you find it endearing anyways. Not much needs to be said, you sit without speaking much just appreciating each other’s presence. You admire how nonchalant he seems, one hand gripping the steering wheel as the other rests on the center console. His clothes don’t do much to hide his muscular build, scars covering most of his body. The ruggedness of his scars and the rigidness of his muscles are hard to look away from.

Toji notices you staring, but he says nothing. He lets you have his moment, as he lightly smirks while watching the road. You avert your gaze after what feels like eons, feeling embarrassed at your obvious oogling of the man in front of you. You flushed, looking away. You felt wrong and immoral, “This man is like a father to me” kept replaying in your head, louder and louder. Despite this, you were helpless to control the heat you could feel making its way between your legs. You felt ashamed, feeling this way about a man who was basically your father.

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You both arrive at a shopping plaza, numerous stores and shops packed full with other customers. The weekends were always the busiest, especially around lunch time. Toji parks the car and gets out before opening your door for you. “Princess,” he speaks out, his voice sweet like honey. He would sometimes call you that growing up, but it was very infrequent now at your grown age.

You blush a bit at the sudden usage of your nickname and thank him. “You’re always so kind to me, thank you.” You can’t meet his gaze, but you know it’s locked on you. “Where do you wanna go first?” You ask as you step out of the black sedan.

“Wherever you’d like, doll.” Your mind starts racing at the new pet name he has for you, but you try to not let your face turn more crimson than it already has.

“O-okay… let’s just start walking and browse until we find something!” You probably said this more for you, so you could take a few steps ahead of Toji and hide your face. He follows behind you, allowing you to lead the way.

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Your shopping spree is pretty uneventful, full of buying some basics like tank tops, t-shirts, leggings, and the occasional plushie. You pass by a lingerie store, and some of the new designs catch your eye. You start gravitating toward the shop’s entrance, telling Toji he could wait in the main area if he’s uncomfortable, but he shakes his head and keeps following you.

Your cheeks are heating up again at the idea of Toji following you around in this intimate setting. You brush it off and keep walking through the displays and counters of bras, bralettes, and other cute lingerie. You pick out a white lacy set of a bralette with matching panties; it’s soft to the touch and dainty.

Toji clears his throat. “Those are nice…. But what about this?” He’s holding up a pink babydoll slip. “It’s cute.” He’s weirdly averting your gaze while holding up the garment.

“Yess!! That’s adorable!!” You take it from his hands, admiring the ruffles and lace adorned with a few bows.

“I’ll get it for ya, if you want, doll.” He’s meeting your eyes again, looking into your soul as you’re practically melting in front of him. You’re convinced you are a blushing mess, and honestly, that’s not the only mess right now.

“Thank you… but you don’t have to…” You’re looking down at the dress again, unable to face him out of embarrassment.

“I want to.” You weren’t sure, but you thought you saw him lick his lips as he made that statement.

You nod. You make sure the size is correct and start making your way to the checkout counter. You’re called to the register as the women greets you.

She tries to make small talk about how cute the set is when she notices the dress. “This is so cute! My boyfriend loves when I wear this too!” You freeze when you realize she assumes you and Toji are a couple.

Toji chuckles a bit. “I see he has good taste as well. I’m looking forward to seeing it later…” He finishes, his voice deepening a bit. You can’t mistake it now, he is definitely playing with you. As much as it confuses you, it excites you tenfold. Thoughts of him admiring you, touching you, maybe more… are rushing through your head making you lightheaded.

He pays for the items and you both leave. The plaza is an open shopping center, and storm clouds had already been accumulating. Shortly after stepping out, it starts to lightly rain. You both rush to take cover next to a building adjacent to the shop you were just in.

You’re both against the wall, with you lightly panting after the slight workout. You’re giggling now, humored that you didn’t read the forecast and thoughts like of course it would rain right now. You closed your eyes and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down. You hadn’t even noticed Toji was no longer by your side until he was right in front of you, hand place above your head on the wall.

He was immensely close, and you could feel his free hand snaking up your body to grab your chin. “You’re so adorable when you laugh, doll.” He reaches down and places a kiss on your lips, gentle and hesitant at first until he gradually increases his intensity and aggression. He’s kissing you like a man starved of affection, like you’re the meal for the last supper, savoring it as if it was the only good thing to ever happen to him again.

You’re shocked at first, but soon melt into the rhythmic pace of the kiss. Tongues meeting each other, swapping saliva as if you were trying to drink each other fully. Toji bites your lip, eliciting a sweet moan from you. He pushes his body against you, moving his thigh in between your legs. You’re unsure if he can feel the heat emanating between your legs, but you know it’s overwhelming intensity.

You can feel his cock pressed against your abdomen through both of your soaked layers. You move your hand on top of his bulge, pressing against it firmly. The rain lessens momentarily, and

you break contact from the kiss only to whisper “please” to him. That was all Toji needed to hear before practically dragging you back to his car.

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Toji never forgot his manners, and despite the circumstances he still opened the door for you and laid out a blanket over the cold leather seats of the back of his sedan. However, there was a sense of urgency as he put everything together, finishing and gently pushing you into the back seat. Although the car was pretty spacious, the moment Toji climbed in after you, the absolute behemoth of a man made the car feel pretty cramped. Despite this, he tried to ensure your comfort.

“I know it’s not ideal, princess, but I can’t wait until we get home. And it seems like you can’t either.” His sultry voice teases you, as he starts pulling off some of your wet clothes. He leaves kisses in a trail down your neck, then your chest, and stopping above your waistband. “Do you want this, doll?” He questions as his hands start tugging at the band of your leggings. Your body should be cold with the wet clothes, but you only feel heat radiating in your core. You nod your head, meeting his hands and trying to hurry and take the rest of your clothes off.

Toji clicks his tongue. “Good girls use their words.” You feel a surge of what felt like electricity as the words ‘good girl’ left his mouth.

“Yes.. daddy.. please…” You try to hide your face in your elbow, anything to save you from the embarrassment.

“Good girl.” He whispers into your ear, thumbs hooking the waistband of your pants. “You sound so cute when you say that, doll.” He pulls off your leggings, leaving you with only the thin, but soaked, fabric of your panties.

He plants more kisses on your inner thigh before teasing you with a finger, panties still on. He rubs your wet slit, noting how soaked you are. Your little moans are music to his ears, as he continues rubbing your cunt through the thin fabric.

“Please, fuck, daddy… more…” You squirm under his touch, trying to press against him for more friction.

“Someone’s an eager little slut, isn’t she? You want daddy that bad, huh?” He taunts, pulling your panties to the side in a lewd attempt to expose your cunt. He spits on his fingers before slipping one inside – not that he would need any with how much you’re dripping for him.

His thick finger is about a knuckle deep and he can already notice how tight you are. “Fuck, baby. Are you a virgin?” You look up at him with wide eyes, nodding. He leans down to give you another kiss. “Perfect.”

He is gently fucking you with his finger, trying to loosen your tight hole a bit. He inserts another finger, feeling you stretch to accommodate him. “You’re doing great, sweetheart.” He purrs as he picks up speed, drilling into your cunt with ferocity. His other hand moves to your core, before his thumb flicks over your clit.

He rubs your button, watching as you make the sweetest faces and the cutest noises. He draws circles around it, causing your hips to buck forward as he continues to fingerfuck your hole. He’s watching you intently, studying everything about you and taking you in.

Any pain or discomfort you felt while he was stretching you quickly disappeared and was replaced by mind numbing pleasure, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. His skilled fingers played your body like an instrument, every movement perfect in its speed, angle, and intensity.

“Who’s my good little girl?” He asks you, expecting an answer while looking down at your already fucked out face.

“I am, daddy!” You answer back, not wasting any time. His fingers curl inside of you, pushing a moan out of you.

His hand on your clit pulls away to lift your chin. “You’re what? Answer me fully, slut.” He says as he spits in your mouth. “Swallow it like a good girl, then answer me properly.”

You do as you’re told. “I’m your good girl, daddy.” He smirks at this, before resuming his touch on your clit. His fingers inside of you hit your sweet spot, pushing you over the edge and causing you to tighten around him.

“Is my slutty little girl gonna cum for me? Yeah? It’s that good already?” His words do nothing but edge you on, forcing you to cum harder than you ever have.

You’re panting by the end of it, already dazed at how amazing it felt. But Toji is just getting started. He pulls down the waist band of his pants, with his briefs following right after. His cock springs free from its confinement. He groans as the cold air touches it.

Normally he’d need more foreplay, but playing with your body and the taboo of the situation were more than enough to make his cock leak precum, anxiously awaiting your cunt. “Daddy has been waiting for this… be a good girl and show him that you love him, doll.”

He wastes no time in pushing the head of his cock against your entrance, spitting on his cock before slipping inside. The tip alone is enough to stretch you beyond what you thought were your limits. Despite the size, he makes sure to take his time for you to get used to it. He can tell it hurts with the tears that are forming. He leans down to place a gentle kiss on you, caressing your cheek as he pushes his large cock ever so deeper inside.

“You’re taking it so well already, sweetheart. It’s like you’re made for me.” He groans as he feels you relax around him. He’s about halfway in now. “I know what you and Megs did….” Your eyes grow wide at his comment. “It’s okay, princess, I know you’re a little whore who can’t get enough. I’m just glad I get to be the first to fill you.” He grins as he forces the rest of his thick cock inside. “It’s almost like you were waiting for me, huh? My little girl, so patient for her daddy…” He coos.

The pain slowly subsides, albeit not completely. You’re too heated in the moment to care about the pain as he quickly picks up pace, pulling out and slamming back in. You whimper every time, only driving Toji wilder with how perfect you are for him.

He starts to ram into your tight cunt as he reaches over and places a hand around your neck. He grips it tightly, enough to put pressure but not completely block airflow. “Such a good fucking toy… take it like a good girl, yeah?” He purrs, bruising your womb with the tip of his cock. He releases his grip on your neck after a few moments, letting you catch your breath again.

Toji fucks you faster, groaning at the tightness of your walls. He pulls your legs up to his shoulders as he presses deeper into you, matching your out of breath state. He’s drilling into you, chasing his own end as he feels your walls tighten around him. “Gonna cum again, darling. Such a dirty girl.”

He reaches his hand to your chin again. “Open,” he commands as he spits into your mouth. “Good girl.” His dominance delivers you your second orgasm of the day, and Toji feels your body tense up as you do so. “Fuuuuck baby, it’s like your cunt is trying to milk my cock-“ He can barely finish his sentence as he feels his cum come gushing out. You feel your walls being painted white, getting filled up with his cum.

“Such a good girl,” he praises. “Are you on the pill?” You nod. He probably should have asked that first, but who cares, certainly not you in your fucked out state. He kisses you again before pulling out and and pushing your panties back in place. “Try not to spill any, doll. And just so you know, I don’t mind if my little girl wants to play with Megs. As long as you remember that you belong to Daddy at the end of the day, you can have as much fun as you’d like, doll.”

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It’s easy to hate Michael Kaiser

Author’s note: A small drabble cuz im a huge sucker for enemies to lovers trope

Pairing: Michael Kaiser x gn!reader

word count: 1k

Warnings: Alcohol, verbal abuse, aggressive behaviour, physical assault, sexual assault, bullying. 

It is easy to hate Michael Kaiser.

There is a plethora of reasons to hate Michael Kaiser.

He's arrogant, annoying, self-centred, rude, and, most importantly, unprofessional.

Michael Kaiser made your life a living hell all because he is unprofessional and can not draw a line between work life and personal feelings. 

Kaiser despised your guts, and he never shied away from making it known to everyone and their grandmas.

You're not certain as to what could have possibly caused this rowdy irritation he feels whenever you enter his field of vision.

You tried to be civil, you really did. We're all adults here, right? Wrong. Michael Kaiser is nothing but an overgrown child. You thought you could work with him despite him cursing under his breath each time you tried to hold a conversation with him. It's not like you were trying to chat him up; no, you were just trying to give him important information about his upcoming matches and events that were planned.

He was insufferable. You have considered leaving the job several times, all because of Kaiser and his inability to keep personal feelings out of his professional life.

He picked at you every chance he got. You were 5 minutes late to the meetings? No worries, Kaiser has already been complaining about you being unpunctual for the last 20 minutes. You accidentally messed the times in his schedule for the week? He will remind you of that every time he sees your face. You went to get a coffee from the cafeteria but didn't grab one for him? What kind of a manager are you even if you can't do your job properly.

The first time you met Kaiser was 6 months ago when you were assigned to be Bastard Munchens manager. If you had known the absolute nightmare that Michael Kaiser would be towards you, you would have NEVER taken the job.

On your first day, you were introduced to all the players of the team; they were all nice and welcomed you warmly, except Kaiser, who didn't even glance your way. Initially, you thought that maybe he just had a bad day. But you knew you were lying to yourself, you've heard what people say about him, about his character.

You refused to believe the essence of Michael Kaiser was to be a jerk. He can't be that bad, right? Wrong. Kaiser made sure he proved to you each day why he had the reputation of number one bastard in Bastard Munchen.

After winning a particularly hard match, the whole team decided to go celebrate and invited you as well. Even tho you were hesitant, considering Kaiser would go out of his way to make you feel uncomfortable, you still agreed. One night out wouldn't hurt, would it?

After arriving at the club, everyone scattered around doing their own thing, dancing, drinking, flirting. You were sitting at the bar, staring at your drink and listening to Ness talk about this amazing goal Kaiser landed in the match.

You love Ness, truly you do, but god, all he ever talked about is Kaiser. You were honestly getting sick of it. After not-so-careful consideration, you excused yourself to the restroom to freshen up a bit.

Upon entering the restroom, you heard someone follow you right away, not that you cared enough to pay attention to who it was that entered.

You let out a surprised yelp when you suddenly felt someone press themselves to you and cage you between their body and the counter. Shocked and scared, you didn't know what to do or what to say, anxiety and fear taking over your body as you started shaking.

Looking in the mirror, you saw the predator's face. It was the guy who had been glaring at you ever since you stepped a foot into the club. His intense staring made you uncomfortable, but you were here with Bastard Munchen, they would never let anyone lay a finger on their precious manager.

Alas, you didn't think the guy would be such a creep to follow you into the restroom to make a move. A loud banging noise broke you away from your thoughts. He had instinctively let go of you due to the loud noise, and by the time he had figured out there was no real danger, you had already made a beeline towards the door.

Hurrying back to Ness to gather up all your belonging and bid goodbye as you left the club and called Uber.

Upon arrival at your apartment, you collapsed. Head hanging low, lost in thoughts. You had escaped by pure luck. Who knows what that creep was planning to do.

Deciding to relax a bit you ran a hot bath and plopped yourself in it. Sighing heavy as your skin came in contact with the water. All you want to do is wash away everything that happened that night.

After an hour or so you had already gotten out of the bath and were getting ready for bed when you heard aggressive knocking at your door.

"Who in the world is banging on my door at 3 in the morning."

Scoffing, you made your way to the front door, opening it.

Nothing in the world could have prepared you for the sight you had witnessed. There he stood, in all his glory, Michael Kaiser.

Upon further inspection, you noticed he reeked of alcohol and could barely stand on his own, and... he was covered in blood.

Wait... why was he covered in blood. Is he hurt? Did he hurt someone? Why did he come to you? What was going on?

You mind became consumed by tens of thousands of unanswered questions and before you could speak he beat you to it.

"You okay?" he mumbled in a low tone.

"I'm supposed to be the one asking the question! What happened? Are you hurt??" you hurriedly spoke while opening the door wider to let Kaiser in.

"'m okay, not my blood" he said as he stumbled into your apartment

"Did you get into a fight?" now, you were getting pissed. Of course he got into a fight, it's Kaiser we're talking about.

"I beat up the guy who touched you." he said nonchalantly while making his way into your living room.

Did he beat up the guy from the restroom?

Before you could process what he said, he turned back to face you and said

"Came to make sure you're okay"

It's easy to hate Michael Kaiser, he's arrogant, annoying, self-centred, rude, and, most importantly, unprofessional.

[gatitties]

HELLO

Can I request an Oneshot of One Piece with a marine teen reader (14 y.o) who is the daughter of Red Hair Shanks after a one-night stand? She was taken in by Garp when she was 11 when her mom didn't wanna take care of her anymore cuz the mom was absent the rest of the reader's life and Garp was the grumpy granddad and trained her into a marine..like 6 feet 4 muscular girl (and everyone is questioning what the hell did Garp feed her with. Then Shanks comes to visit his bio daughter at the hospital after the reader saved Ace from being killed by Akaniu (that one scene where Ace saved Luffy when he leaped in the way to shield his brother from Akainu as the admiral struck cuz she felt bad and went against rules) by pushing both of them away and burning her a bit and now she has huge burn scar in her left side of the body and half her hair is gone and has to add margarine to heal her scar just for a bit and then Garp ordered her that she should not get up the bed until she is fully recovered. Shanks being the dad he is tries to have a convo and help her stand up when the doctors order her to do some exercise to get her body moving again for example:

-move your fingers a bit

-try to stand up

-when you suicide try to take a few steps

-and more margarine when you go to sleep

-do not sleep on your left side cuz will cause your skin a damage

The reader is confused after receiving affection from her own dad, cuz she doesn't know how to receive it back and is very insecure about it Shanks on the other hand doesn't bother at all and comfronts her.

(Also Ace and Luffy come to visit her more often and thank her for saving them and having a small sibling relationship alongside Sabo and Uta)

and the reader is trying her hardest not to cry and Garp is jealous

(sorry if this is long I'm just trying to make it understandable..have a nice day/night!!)

─ Shanks x daughter!reader (Platonic)

─ Summary: Your bravery helps you save a person unfairly judged, this whole incident generates a drastic change in your pace of life where it seems that your father is ready to show himself.

─ Warnings: None

You stretched your sore body, letting out a soft moan due to your recent injury, weeks had passed and you still had a hard time moving, but looking back, the pain wasn't that much in comparison to your actions, not being ashamed of your actions against everythingn that you had learned at the marine academy, you were lucky that they considered your actions something of age, since you were young, they let it go with a couple of punishments, they lowered your rank and prohibited you from being on duty for the two following years, but you didn't care much.

Garp was not so happy with that decision, but he couldn't scold you when you had saved his grandson from certain death, he was glad to have welcomed you that day, he couldn't feel anything but proud to see that despite having been strictly instructed to follow established order and law, you had your own thoughts and values.

"What do you think you're doing?!"

If it weren't for the fact that you were hurt badly, Garp probably would have hit you for finding you pacing around the room, you grimaced as you tried to smile, a little afraid of his overwhelming concern.

"The doctors told me that I couldn't stop walking, even if it was difficult, I can't stop moving while I recover, it's not like I was running a marathon tho."

He mumbled a few curses, making you return to the bed, now beginning your arm stretches, which were more painful due to the burn being on the upper part of your body.

"Why are you here? I thought you would come to visit tomorrow."

"Yes, but I have decided to go ahead to give you a surprise" all your attention went to the word 'surprise' with enthusiasm, being the teenager that you were, of course you were more than captivated by whatever the old man had for you "Ta-dah!"

He took a pair of wigs out of a bag, your expression fell slightly since you expected something else, but that didn't take away your enthusiasm, the attack that Akainu made on Ace in that battle left more wounds than you thought, and the fire spread faster than you thought, you lost some hair and sometimes you felt helpless without hair covering some parts of your face.

"Thank you… you didn't have to do it, and I could have waited until tomorrow anyway, why the rush?"

Now it was Garp's turn to sweat as he looked at you, he didn't want to admit it, but since Shanks saved you in battle and visited you more constantly, he felt a little jealous, although your father was unaware of your existence until relatively recently, proposing to take care of you and be present in your life from now on, it was Garp who raised and guided you all these years, plus he preferred not to meet Shanks at this time.

You were just confused, you always thought that your father had simply abandoned you, that he didn't want to know anything about your existence like your mother, and suddenly he is by your side showering you with affection and gifts. You took cautious steps with all that sudden affection, Garp wasn't a bad tutor, but his way of showing love was sometimes… brutal, your father's soft hugs were definitely something better than grandfather's crushing ones.

"Hey hey, grandpa is here too, Hello, Hello! We brought a lot of food to help you recover faster."

"Idiot, people don't have the same metabolism as you, besides…" Ace, who was entering through the door with Luffy, took the banana that was for you out of his hand, he was trying to devour it "What's the point of bringing food for someone if you are going to eat it?!"

"What are you two doing here? You are in one of the marine hospitals."

"We are not just two, look good old man!"

Sabo smiled at his grandfather, who remained silent for a few minutes, before bursting out with a furious scream, even though Garp was not going to tell on them, he couldn't help but give them one of his love fists, it had been a long time since he had seen the three gathered in the same place. You laughed at the scene, you never saw Ace, Luffy or Sabo, you only knew anecdotes that Garp shared with you, but you definitely didn't regret having saved Ace, being judged for being the son of the pirate king was absurd, it's not like he had chosen it, you felt even better when you found out that you were the daughter of the infamous yonko Shanks, since you would have probably been put on the gallows if you weren't part of the marines for the same reason as Ace.

The silent room soon filled with life once the trio entered, breaking into the peaceful time Garp wanted to spend with you, as if the commotion of his three grandchildren crammed into your bed while ranting about their adventures wasn't enough, the door opened suddenly, revealing the person who was missing to spill the old man's glass of patience.

"Looks like I'm a little late, sorry, I had to knock out some marines to get in."

The first thing he did was push the three idiots away from your bed, then he left the bouquet of flowers that he brought to decorate your sad room and finally he kissed your forehead as a greeting, not used to this gesture you simply looked down, squeezing your blanket that covered your legs.

"How are you feeling? Are you taking your medication? Have you put the cream on the burn? Have you done your daily stretches?"

You felt even more dizzy when he bombarded you with questions than when you were talking to the other three idiots even though they were much louder, you nodded silently, smiling slightly at him, he returned the gesture with a wider smile, although it was quickly wiped away when Luffy attacked him, climbing onto his back like a monkey while laughing almost causing them both to fall to the ground.

As much as you wanted to join their little fight, which Ace and Sabo joined in on, with your current state you would have to hold back just watching while Garp tried to silence them or he would have to kick them all out of here, if it could happen he would grow more gray hairs.

You felt warm watching everyone interact, in the short time you had spent with them, you managed to create a great bond, even with Uta, who couldn't be present most of the time but who you also considered part of the family.

Things calmed down a couple of hours later, leaving only the two adults and you in a pleasant silence after all the commotion those three had caused, it was time to leave, but before, Shanks approached you, holding your hand, making small circles with his thumb on your skin.

"I know this is a bit sudden and that maybe you don't trust me… but would you like to travel with me, discovering new horizons?"

Your eyes shone with excitement when you heard him, your heart warmed, you didn't dislike the job as a marine, but an opportunity like this… it would make you feel much freer than in headquarters, it would make you feel like you didn't need to worry about so many things at such a young age.

"Don't put stupid ideas in your daughter's head! She's a good marine and she's just a teenager, she'll go far when she's a woman!"

"Woah, calm down old man, she can choose for herself, besides, I'm not asking her to be a pirate, I have to start taking care of my responsibilities as a father and I won't be able to do it if she stays here."

"You know very well that she will sentence her destiny once they see her traveling with you, her entire future as a marine…"

Garp fumed from his ears, feeling how all the work and effort he had put into educating you and guiding you on the right path was crumbling before his eyes. Shanks only stuck out his tongue in a mocking manner, making a mark of irritation appear on Garp's forehead.

"Like I said, she chooses."

The two looked at you with different emotions reflected in their eyes, although they could already imagine what you were going to respond after seeing your look of determination and enthusiasm worthy of a child receiving Christmas gifts, without being able to hold back, you sealed a large part of your future with your decision, but you didn't care much if you were a pirate or a marine as long as you kept your beloved and unexpected family.

[antoncore]

Hii ceebear !!! Idk who gabe u that nickname or whatever related to it, but i saw someone call u that on the tl, and like IM CALLING U THAT IDC (if ur okay w it) LIKE WTF ITS SUCH A CUTE NICKNAME CEEBEAR !!! CEECEEBEAR!!! also.... U should give me a nickname 🫣🫣🫣 instead of just being choc anon.... So i have a really ethnic name... So i don't have like a "white" nickname, so im giving u the liberty to give me a nickname based off of whatever vibes u get from me 🤩🤩🤩 pls don't feel pressured to do so tho..

Anyways!! U said u wanted to chat.... Lets chat !!! Also i realised that I've never sent smth abt all the riize members and am always taking abt 01z... Im so sorry 😔😔 lemme reedem myself real quick! Hold on tight bcoz ur in for a ride 😱🙆🏾‍♀️🙆🏾‍♀️

1. Shotaro: YUGUGHUG UM... i need to kiss him while he giggles... Also um.. reslly weird but why do i feel like he'd be so lost in the pleasure while ur... And start praising u in Japanese 😱😱🫣🫣🫣 also also also omg dancer taro 🤩😱 need to help him relieve his stress after a stressful dance session, he'd be so sweet abt it too.... Letting u do ur thing 😋😋😋

2. MY POOKIE WOOKIE EUNSEOK: imma keep is short n simple since i always ralk Abt him. I need traditional husband eunseok rn. Like all i can imagine is him sitting w yalld kids when ur non home and be like "what should we get mommy for her bday, hmm?" LIKE AHAAHS HE'D BE SO CONSIDERATE AND SPOIL U SM

3. POOKIE WOOKIE (2) KEEPING IT SHORT N SIMPLE (2): one thing. 3 words. Bsfs brother sungchan. Little game of hide n seek, hiding from ur bsf, late night meet ups AHAHAHA 😭

4. WONBINBIN: um.. if I don't get to suck hickies onto that man's adams apple....goodbye 👋🏾🫂 running ur hands up n down his biceps OH LORD ?! ALSO he just seems so sweet to me.. like i cannot imagine hard dom wonbin im sorry 😭😭😭 bcoz he'd smile at you so sweetly, but also be very messy in a way. And he would give such good head ahahaaa pls ?!?! 😋😋😋😋 Im dying i need wonbin between these legs RN RN

5. Soheehee: bsf sohee while the tension builds up.... In a big friend group too, the lingering touches, sneakily meeting up... Y'all think ur slick but ur really not! Sohee gives making out behind the building of ur class! Ooh and his hands 😐 OMG... Sohee fingering u... So slowly and nicely, pleasing u so well 🫶🏾 also he'd definitely keep wanting to kiss u while ur fucking, thus why always laying u om ur back....cute pecks w each thrust 🥴🥴🫣

6. Bring my MAN BACK RN: okay really controversial take rn... But STAY W ME PLS FOR THE PLOT 😐🫶🏾🫶🏾 seunghan and u sneaking around... Bcoz he's like the typical bad boy, and ur parents HATE HIM... Ofc as mhch as hes a "bad boy" on the outside he's the sweetest kindest to u, having ur firsts w him....him getting u addicted to sneaking out the window just to make out with him .... It all slowly getting more and more hotter.... (I will expand on this in the next ask, bcoz i have. A LOT TO SAY 😋😋)

7. Tonnie cuttie: campus coupls anton * reader !!!! both of u being the top of ur classes, but still making so much time for eacher! Even though yall study most the time and have study dates, he gets a little... Impatient sometimes... Both of u finding urselves behind the last shelf in the library making out... Also y'all being little freaks 🫣🫣🫣 every friday going to his dorm for movie night, but yk it always ends up in NASTY fucking... But it all balances out bcoz the next morning y'all go to the cafe on campus to get a nice swet breakfast together 😋😋😋😋😋 him also subtly marking u, even though EVERYONE knows ur together, he will leave his marks, to make SURE they KNOW ur his 😋😋😋 u whining abt the big hickey on ur neck, while yk you love his ways 💗💗💗

- im so sorry, hope its not TOO much ceeceebear, ily !!!!

- 🍫

hiii i’m okie with it, any nicknames are cool as long as they’re not mean (but i think that’s obvious hehe) but nickname… i can think of choccie 💀 so lmk if that’s okie with you <3 and its okay dw i understand… let me answer each one of your hcs hehe (note: i hope i did these justice)

shotaro: personally i’ve always found speaking a different language so attractive !! hmmm pussydrunk taro that starts praising you in japanese, telling you how beautiful you look under him. you’d been learning with him so when you figured out what he meant you’d gasp, grabbing onto his hair and begging him not to stop. and for sucking him off… in the practice room in front of the mirror <3 he’d be so lazy after a long day he’d just lean back into the chair and let you make him cum.

eunseok: he’d 100% shower you with the most expensive gifts he could find. you’d be going away on holiday with a whole new set of clothes, shoes, jewellery etc. and he’d make a cute lil hamper of gifts that are from your kids which would be so ADORABLE my god. and when the nanny got the kids to sleep, he’d take you out for dinner and fuck you so good when you got home 🥰

sungchan: going over to yours and telling your bsf that he’s going to visit his friend :( he’d fuck you so good, unlike any other guy you had (possibly even the first guy to actually make you cum :0) but what about one night your bsf calls you while he’s eating you out and you just have to act normal, try not to whimper as sungchan’s got his fingers deep inside you while licking your clit hajsnsnsnsns

wonbin: the mental image of wonbin between your thighs has me crazy!!!! like you don’t understand!!!! he’d look so pretty and soft, just running your hands through his hair oh god i feel like i’m seeing heaven LOL. also feel as if he could be a bed humper, moaning against you as he eats you out, just adores making you feel good :((

sohee: i love bsf sohee so much (was contemplating making a series of thoughts abt bsf sohee but it would never get done so…) but YEAH meeting separately to your friend group, trying things together. one night watching porn together and you jerk him off while he’s got his fingers deep inside you <3 moaning in each other’s mouths too god it would be so fucking hot like ISNSNSJSJ FUCK

seunghan: i see your vision !! i love this concept of him being so sweet and gentle with you, corrupting you slowly. i can see him climbing through the window and sitting on your windowsill as you make out, pulling you onto his lap hehe. but ofc i’ll let you elaborate in the next ask as you said :3

anton: humping with him as you make out between the bookshelves knowing that you probably shouldn’t but you just get too lost in it :( and going out after movie night barely being able to walk properly because of how good he fucked you :0 but it’s okie he’s bought you your favourite sweet treat so you forgive him!! also him leaving lil pecks where he left the marks whenever a guy walks by and stares at you because you’re all his !! i feel he’s got a lil bit of a possessive side hehe

[slowcatsisland]

Black Leg Sanji; Physical Characteristics Headcanons

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His hair was naturally straight but over the course of his time of his Baratie, Zeff has noticed that his hair is more fluffier and wavier than when he first met Sanji.

Some of the small baby hairs he has at the back of his neck curl specifically to his right.

When he’s missing Zeff he’ll put small braids in his hair. They are normally on the side of his head with his eye covered more in the back. He normally does this but once Robin offered to help him and he blushed so hard he couldn’t even respond- he just nodded his head with a smile.

His natural smell is something like cleaning supplies if that makes sense? Like, it’s very faint, it smells clean or like a type of alternative spring water? It stems from the mutations in his DNA.

He also doesn’t have a strong natural musk smell either, you can only smell his armpits and his feet..if ur close enough that is

His scent now though is primarily cigarettes and his cologne. His cologne is rather strong because he gets worried that the cigarette smell isn’t attractive to women (He carries mints bc of this). His cologne smells woody and lavender ish. (He got it from Zeff) BUT he also smells like whatever he cooked that day, especially if the prep took a long time.

His eyes are a grey blue and the blue pops out more when he cries

He’s tried shaving the swirl of his eyebrows, it doesn’t work

His nose is kinda prominent in his face (kinda like his LA Taz Skylar but different) . It looks like what you call a ‘greek nose’. His bridge used to be very straight and it could still be considered straight but it’s been broken by his siblings before so it’s a little larger than it used to be yk? Sora used to kiss up his nose bridge when he would cry around her

His bottom lip is actually pretty full, and he has a habit of chewing on it that swells it slightly and darkens the color too. His lips curls really easily into a smirky, snazzy smile yk? Like-

Dimple on his cheek……dimple….

His face gets flushed so easily when he’s flustered or embarrassed. Zoro has caught him off guard so many times and it always ends up with Sanji yelling with a pink face

He generally has good posture until he’s by himself and he hunches and slouches his shoulders horribly when he relaxes. His good posture stems from Germa, Zeff, and his desire to attract women. When he’s scared because his past (nightmares, talk of Germa, etc) his posture worsens.

He has a good amount of scars from his childhood but his skin fades very easily.

His worst scars are from lightning (Niji, Enel)

His body is more of a vertical rectangle shape. More toned. His legs are the most ripped part of him (obvi) so it sets him up nicely in clothes because his frame never becomes imposing.

I’m looking this stuff up and I think his body would classify as a ‘mesomorph’ type. ?

He is extremely flexible. His back is the least flexible part of him tho ykwim?

I’ve read a theory before that all the Germa kids have the ‘6’ tattooed on their thighs.

I’ve also read a fic before about Sanji having the number 3 tattooed/engraved in his skin that he didn’t know about bc it was on his back or smth until I think Chopper told him

Just thought I’d put that out there..

His hands are literally beautiful. His nails are almost always as short as they can be (bc chef) but they don’t have any scarring at all. He’s also one of those ppl with longer fingers and it helps a lot when he’s cooking’s

He has hips trust!! Yes he uses a belt but only bc it looks good I swear he doesn’t need it he has hips (crying emoji)

His leg muscles are terrifying to look at like they are sooo defined. And big. Def has a clear line that separates his thigh muscles from his quad yk? He can also flex his calve muscles really well.

Bro also has a pretty booty. But it’s all hard and all muscle so not much giggling happens back there lolll

He has ugly feet. I mean the structure is good and if they got broke/bunion they go back to how they were (Germa genes)

He doesn’t take care of them at all. Not even after fighting unless they hurt really, really badly/got injured. Everyday tasks also put stress on his feet because of his dress shoes but he doesn’t prioritize it at all. He’s got lots of blisters and red sore spots.

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I might make this a series this was fun

Mwah 😽

[matrix-pawz]

ACTUAL PROOF MICHAEL AFTON SURVIVED PIZZERIA SIMULATOR!!!!! 🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯

NOT CLICKBAIT!!!!

jk it actually wasn't clickbait, but here's some of the reasons I believe Michael survived FNAF 6!

#1- the footprints in security breach, to put it simply, Michael is literally the ONLY character that doesn't wear shoes (somebody at least give him socks tho, jeeze 😭)

#2- Mafton in FNAF AR clearly referred back to Michael, who else would be using his email except for him?

#3- "meeting with smith note" as in Fritz smith, one of the multiple fake names Michael was theorized to go under, mainly because of odor problems and him being a literal corpse lmao

#4- the exotic butter references, need I say more?

#5- the secret room LITERALLY being Michaels living room, or at least the one from SL that he was still in every night

#6- in the first four nights that Michael would pass out if it got too hot in there, yet he didn't during the fire. Maybe he took that way out Henry had mentioned, leaving the player pov still at the desk? It happened with FNAF 3, how else did he survive that? He had to have escaped.

#7- there are many more parallels between Glamrock Freddy and Henry than Glamrock Freddy and Michael. For instance, it was Henry setting the fires because he knew how to destroy remnant matching Freddy burning down the pizzaplex with a lighter finger in one ending, he actually had kids of his own matching Freddy's father like attitude, him and William were close friends at a time matching him and Glamrock Bonnie's close relationship, he is also more represented by bears than any other human character (despite Gabriel) so it would make sense for him to be Freddy instead of Michael.

But that's just a theory lol

Extra little edit: sooo I dont remember where I heard this, someone in the notes said that it was in one of the retro CDs, but apparently there was a janitor in the pizzaplex who kept putting nice smelling flowers around, and bc of Mike's previous odor issue and getting fired because of it, maybe he was the janitor trying to cover up the smell with the flowers? Then again, may also not be him bc the FNAF AR email shows and the secret room and stuff shows that he was probably much higher up than just a janitor...

[longlivedelusion]

hiiii I really love your ashrym fic 🥺 they're so perfectly written that it like actually hurtssss. I was wondering if you'd been open to maybe writing a dorym fic? not sure if you do that pairing but id love like an angsty fic turned comforting at the end? just cause with all the new stuff that's gone on, and how dorians not really opening up as much as he used to with orym (and now braius!)

so yeah like whatever you want with that, just want someone to write my sweet bois cause i miss them 😭

Thank you so much!! 🥹 My friend, I am a Dorym truther. I love Ashrym, don't get me wrong, but I was more Ashrym early campaign. Now, especially having watched EXU, I get it. I get it. (Will always love me a little Ashrym tho)

I love this request though! Happy to oblige ~ It's just a quick little something, but hope you enjoy nonetheless <3

SPOILERS AHEAD UNTIL LIKE EP 101 OF CAMPAIGN 3 <3 you've been warned.

The Distance Between Us (Dorian x Orym)

Angsty, hurt/comfort vibes. Nice ending.

Warnings: mention of grief, death, insecurities. Spoilers up until cr3 ep 101

Orym nearly crash landed into a tree, the force of the sudden teleportation spell from Essek causing the Hells to shoot across this new space. He grunted, slowly pushing himself up as his fists sunk into snow below him.

The air around them was cold, colder than it had been in Aeor where they were moments before. He felt the soreness in this muscles as he pushed himself up, a reminder of the battles they'd just had. A Greater Demon, Ludinus, the fall of Aeor… gods. And a new apparent member of their group, as a 6-foot minotaur now stood and shook off the snow like it was nothing. Orym stood, turning to see his friends all paired off already, trying to figure out where they were, what the hell just happened.

After quickly assessing the area and seeing no dangers, he looked to Fearne. He watched as she blinked her eyes up at the Teven, Champion of Hells, held out his hand for her. Unsure of his presence but also clearly enjoying his attentions, she grabbed his hand and stood up, wiping the snow off her dress.

Ashton was not too far off, their eyes darting between the two while they huffed up. Crossing their arms, they sizing up the new members. Essek looked exhausted, and slightly overwhelmed by the new information. Imogen was right beside him as Laudna creeped behind. Unsure.

And then Braius. With Dorian.

He watched as the minotaur reached down to help the air genasi up, with such a force that their chests collided on impact. There were awkward laughs, some flirtatious eyes and a large hand still settled on the lower back to steady Dorian. Fingers teetering on the edge of chiffon.

Hands that easily fit, bodies that easily fit. A better fit, perhaps for Dorian.

He shook his head, trying to let go of the insecurities. They barely knew each other and truthfully it didn't matter. It'd never work out anyways.

Orym's body grew colder than before, the chills settling into his very bones. But he knew the temperature hadn't changed.

He made his way to the group, aiming for Fearne as he sidled up beside her with his arms crossed. One thing at a time.

“So… what the hell is this contract?”

After a series of arguments and discussions about the fact that Fearne was now contracted to the Lord of the Hells, and that we also had another follower of said Lord of Hells now in our midst. That the weight of everything we'd just seen shedding new light on the gods changed things. We eventually settled on the fact that this would need to be discussed further with the Tempest, with everyone else.

So they now all settled around the Essek's magical hut, each separated to process everything. Too much had happened and too much had been seen.

Orym’s own body was worn, not just from the physicality of what had just happened, but the emotional toll it had taken on him and his friends. He could see the guilt lined on Chetney’s face, the heaviness of his shoulders bearing down at whatever he had seen in his vision. A lot of the group had been shown things that played on their insecurity, according to Teven, but none of them took it as hard as Chetney seemed to. Or Dorian.

He looked to his old friend, the deep creases in his brow a new sight. At least, as of late. He was curled over his knees, sat on the ground. Alone. Deep in thought.

Before it would have been easy to go up to him, talk him through whatever he was going through. Hell, Dorian might've come to him even first. But this was before Dorian left. Before he came back and looked like a shell of who he was, empty smiles and hollow eyes that became the new normal. He hadn't relied on Orym since his return, not really. Not truly opening up, despite their attempts to talk and reconnect. It felt awkward and strange and Orym didn’t know what to do.

He could leave him be, let him work out his things. Or, he could push his own insecurity aside and…

“Hey.”

Dorian’s eyes looked up at the soft sound, sending him a tired, tense smile. “Hey.”

“Mind if I sit?” Orym gestured to the space beside him.

Dorian nodded, his arms reaching up as he stretched his back and legs out. “Of course.”

Orym sat down, far enough away but still close enough so that they could talk without being overheard by the group. He looked up, Dorian's tired features looming over. “Do you wanna talk about it?”

“Talk about what?” Dorian said, his voice taking on an air of innocence.

“Whatever. What happened in there, before, anything.”

Dorian just gave off a charming smile, not even making eye contact as his hand quickly grasped Orym’s shoulder and dropping back into his lap. “It’s nothing important really, don’t worry about me. How about you, you ok?”

Orym sighed. “I’m fine. I’m more worried about you.”

“I’m ok Orym. Really.” He kept the charming smile, but noticed Dorian's hands tighten and flex.

Orym made a point to look at his hands. “Yeah?”

Dorian's hands quickly moved up and behind his head, trying to play it off. “Yeah, absolutely. Thanks for checking in though.”

The two sat in silence for a time, small whispers and wind the only sounds filling the space. Orym’s mind drifted, filling with memories of the past of his time with Fearne and Dorian. Curled together on their travels, the ease of which they told each other things, looking out for each other. Then everything happened with Opal, and the gods, and his brother… It made the distance between them seem like an ocean. He didn’t know how to bridge the gap, had struggled to since he'd returned. If he was the one meant to even anymore. No matter how much he wanted to be.

“I know it’s been… a lot. There’s so much going on and we’ve barely had a chance to breathe. I know I’m the one who asked you to come here, and this is my fault that you got caught in this but... I wanna be there for you Dorian. I wanna help you if I can. Please, let me help you.” Orym’s voice came out breathy, desperate. Similar to the voice he had the last time he sent a message on the sending stone.

Dorian spinned to face him, his face now open in shock. "Orym, no, I-" He sighed, his shoulders slumping forward. “I don’t know how I feel. Angry? Confused? Helpless?" He paused, words caught in his throat. "They had a chance to destroy them, to end the war, to leave and they-“

The halfling reached over, a comforting hand tentatively touching his knee. Dorian’s shoulders began to shake as he leaned his head forward further to cover his face. Orym's grip tightened as he listened.

“It’s the god’s faults. They did this. They had a chance to leave, to stop their siblings, but they just stayed. And now because of that Opal is controlled by the Spider Queen, Fy’ra probably too, and Cyrus- Cyrus is dead. He’s dead. Because of them.”

Orym didn’t know what to say. He knew grief, the earth shattering loss, knew his own confusion with the gods, but... He also knew how he had been helped by some of them as well. He couldn’t condemn them all for their mistakes, for the good they've done. And would Ludinus still have done and been who he was had there not been gods?

“This is all really confusing. It’s a lot.” Orym said, voice more resolute. “I don’t know what the right answer is after all of this, since it’s something that’s not so black and white. At least, I think. No matter how much as we want it to be. But we will figure it out Dorian, we’ll find a way to make this right. Or as right as we can.”

He looked up to Orym then, his eyes slightly bloodshot from tears but fierce. He could see the hint of anger, devastation, uncertainty. Stains marking down his skin, carrying down his neck. Orym wanted to reach out, so badly to wipe away his pain.

“I don’t know what’s right anymore.” Dorian said, his voice raspy yet the lull was still music to his ears. To hear him speak at all, to hear him be open with him again.

Orym reached up then, insecurities be damned as he wiped away his friend’s tears making the genasi stiffened slightly. “We’ll figure it out.”

Just as Orym was about to pull his hand away he felt a large blue hand encompass his own. Dorian’s eyes met his and he felt his body both warm and freeze in place at that moment. He watched those harsh blue eyes now soften, as Dorian whispered out. “I’ve missed you Orym, truly.”

Orym’s heart was beating so fast, a steady drum against his chest as he swallowed his nerves down. He couldn’t find the words in that moment. All he felt was Dorian’s hand curl around his own. He felt as it was pulled away and down to the ground beside them. Dorian's fingers slowly unfurling before Orym held them back, keeping him in place.

It felt like a dance, seeing who would let go first.

The Halfling struggled a moment, his voice getting caught in his throat as he gazed upon this man. This man he...

“I’m glad you’re here. So glad." Orym choked out. "Even if this all goes to shit, I’m just- I’ve missed you too. So much.”

[tonberry-yoda]

Gojo headcanons because I'm bored out of my mind and wanna kiss him real bad

he's my stinky lil man (slightly suggestive warning)

can will and has stolen your underwear. whether it be a lacy bra, thong, or boxers, it doesn't matter, he will steal it and wear it

^ he has also done this before y'all got a little spicy and it totally ruined the mood

smells really good. like.... really good. this makes him 10x more huggable than he already was

he steals your hoodies to leave his scent on them dfkjdskjlf

^ you don't mind tho tee hee

sobs during movies. either that or passes out. really depends

don't let this man in a kitchen. just trust me.

doesn't know what a "date" is, so he will either hang out with you in his house or take you skydiving

^ so when you finally ask to just go out for a nice dinner he's like.... oh, okay

snores like a dad

^ but weirdly it's comforting and helps you sleep better?

will whisper in your ear about how much he loves you

^ I think his love language is words of affirmation, so he would love to just tell you how much you mean to him

^ he does cry sometimes when he does this (especially during... y'know)

cried during the Barbie movie and said "Ken is literally me"

sucks at Mario Kart

his hair is SO SOFT OMFGGGG

^ on that note, he loves when you run your fingers through it

loves when you call him pretty names tee hee

is stinky when you call him pretty

can never finish an anime

^ you ask him to start one so you can geek out with him, but he just gets through like 2 episodes and stops

^ but then he always says that he liked it and you're like.... dude, you didn't even get to the story

wishes he had a pet bunny

can climb trees and used to love it as a kid. so on that note, you will look away for a second and turn back to find Gojo in a tree

^ he definitely brags about this huge scar he has on his knee from climbing a tree when he was like 6

he hates using you to tell his emotions to, so it's rare when he does, but when he does, he is a sobbing mess and he nonstop apologizes for "ruining your day"

is really cozy to sleep on

fake proposes to you all the time, so when he actually does, you don't believe him at first dfskljskjdfkjdsf

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jjk masterlist | pinned post

2023 @tonberry-yoda – do not repost or claim ANY of my work as your own! likes, reblogs, and comments are not only welcome, but appreciated

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[absolutebl]

This Week in BL - lots, just LOTS

I thought I would be pretty lean reporting for Oct 2023 but then (for reasons relayed here) the weeklies got saved by a drunk avenging hacker in a hotel room.

Oct 2023 Wk 1

Except I still can't watch IFYLITA, because I use my other computer for it.

Gotta say though, watching tese mostly all in one day (for travel reasons) is beyond even my BL superpowers. I did my best tho.

Ongoing Series - Thai

Dangerous Romance (Fri YT) ep 8 of 12 - Sailom, sweetie, Kang is never sleeping alone again. It wasn't really translated, but Kang's way of speaking in that opening stinger was VERY cutsie. Also the gay sheets have made another appearance. I do have to say that "rich kid problems" is not my favorite story arc, but I still think this is a great Thai BL.

Naughty Babe (Sat YT) ep 6 of 8 - I love that they are finally talking to each other but Yi’s whole personality is shifting. Honestly, this pair is great at kissing and casual touches, but the friendships are the best thing about this franchise. Also Mr Chenne remains my fav character. But where did Diao's baby superhero team come from? And why? This show is very confusing... It’s also not very good.

My Universe (Sun iQIYI) You Are My Soulmate ep 7 - This was the one of the series I was looking forward to the most, because silly, pretty, and v BL. It is, in fact all those things and nothing more. So I'm enjoying it, of course.

Absolute Zero (Thai Weds iQIYI) ep 2 of 12 - I like it, but it feels like it's gonna be so sad. I'm having Promise and Dew the movie flashbacks. Plus 12 eps seems too long for this narrative thread. I am worried.

Venus in the Sky (Tues iQIYI) 6 of 10 eps - This show is so slow it's hardly worth the bandwidth, but we attained "baby is a floppy drunk" and thus a finger bite frustration scene, which was nice.

Only Friends (Sat YT) ep 9 of 10 (not a BL but I'm watching it anyway) - Ray is so mean to Sand. The not-a-thing with Sand & Nick was cute. I’ve had several experiences like that. All my queer friendship groups tend to be incestuous, but sometimes they're just too much of a sibling and trying to sleep with them is the most unsexy thing in the universe. To be fair, I’ve also been in Ton’s position (this ep). Jojo sure makes queer shizz. But also, Ton must have a magic rod with everyone wanting a repeat. (I'm so glad they put Neo in this role, no one else at GMMTV could play him as complex or sympathetic.)

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

You Are Mine (Taiwan Fri Viki) eps 5 of 10 - now officially known by me as "I'm too sunshine for this seme" where our boss is being hella obvious but our cinnamon roll is just too ooey-gooey to notice. Al.though, baby boy, he takes you home, sleeps on top of you, feeds you cookies (IN HIS BED) and keeps you in his space? Surely even this sunshine is catching a few rays of truth?

Gaga's *unintelligible gay murmuring* is my favorite caption EVER.

Also the name of my new ASMR YT channel.

Bon Appetit (Korea Weds iQIYI) 3-4 of 8 - ah gay panic, also what is Korea's obsession with 7 year separations? Is it only true love if you wait 7 years? Dohoon is SUCH a flirt, it's kinda great! Also, since it's Korea, we got us a bit of a love triangle with 2 hyung romances, so I (of course) am torn. Either way Dohoon is going down. I do love how much time we are spending with the food in this drama, finally one that lives up to its name. On an entirely different note, Korean camping is the most bizare thing to me. It's SO damn civilized. There will be NO DIRT. They pack blow torches. And full dinner sets. Every time I see it in a drama, I'm amused.

My Personal Weatherman AKA Taikan Yoho (Japan Sat Gaga) ep 7 of 8 - OMG these 2 are so in love with each other, and so ridiculous about it. They're tiny idiots but I love them.

If It’s With You AKA Even If I Fall In Love With You AKA Kimi to nara Koi wo Shite Mite mo’ (Japan Gaga) ep 1 of 5 - from MBS a live action adaptation of Kubota Maru’s manga ‘君となら恋をしてみても. Amane has stopped loving people due to trauma until he meets Ryuji. At first Amane just wants to play with Ryuji but… feelings.

I like the odd Japanese mature-childishness in this one. Plus a broken sunshine who is out in a kind of aggresive way and an instinctive caring seme. What's not to love? Well, it's Japan I'm sure it will surprise me one way or another.

Mr Cinderella 2 (Vietnam Sat YT) ep 3 of ? - the cray cray step brother quazi incest is a bit much for me. Why does VBL just suddenly get so unhinged like this?

Kiseki: Dear to Me (Taiwan Tues Viki & iQIYI) ep 9 of 13(?) - resumes next week

It's Airing But...

I Feel You Linger in the Air (Fri grey) ep 8 of 12 - I will try to watch 8-12 and do a series review when I get back in November but... not sure I will be able to. Fingers crossed.

Love in Translation (Sat iQIYI) ep 8fin - I will complete and drop a review in Nov.

What Did You Eat Yesterday Season 2 AKA Kinou Nani Tabeta? Season 2 (Japan Fri Gaga) ep 1 of 10 - 4th installment in this series (1st series, 1 special, 1 movie prior) about a lawyer who lives with his boyfriend, a hairdresser, and cooks for him. I find thie series more fun to binge, som I'm waiting until it completes its run.

I Cannot Reach You AKA I Can't Reach You AKA Kimi ni wa Todokanai (Japan Tues Netflix-Japan & ????) - in classic JBL fashion, I Cannot Reach You could not be reached. 

Can I Buy Your Love From A Vending Machine? AKA Sono Koi, Jihanki de Kaemasu ka? (Japan cinema release in-country only) - This one is a movie from Japan so in customary fashion who tf knows when (or if) it will get international distribution. Salaryman Ayumu Koiwai just can't tear his eyes away from the strong, muscular man as he checks on the stocks of the vending machine in his office.

In case you missed it?

Crazy Handsome Rich (Sun Gaga) Apparently ended its run I DNFed this at ep 3. So no review from me.

My Beautiful Man: Eternal AKA Utsukushii Kare Eternal (Japan movie Viki & Gaga) - Play it again Sam, only I'm kinda tired of this song. I was v dramatic tho. And it's always nice to be reminded JBL can kiss when it puts its mind to it. 8/10

Next Week Looks Like This

Upcoming October BL

10/31 SHADOW (Thai VIU ????) - this is a horror BL featuring ghosts and other paranormal elements in a high school setting. I'm not wild about Thai horror (or horror at all, but if it must be done in BL let Japan do it). It features Singto (who did paranormal BL He's Coming to Me) opposite Fluke N (who's done a couple horror's before). Also Fiat. Dan suffers from sleep paralysis, and in his dreams he sees a shadow that suffocates him. It gets worse when he transfers schools.

10/? Bump Up Project AKA Bump Up Business (Korea ????) - BL staring OnlyOneOf that released(??) as a movie in July but is now being recut and reissued as a series. Stars NineMill and from Idol Romance bulled as a love story between a trainee who is about to debut and a celebrity from the same agency (based on a webtoon). OnlyOneOf have been auditioning for this since Libido IMHO. You can watch me chronicle their BL MV work in this post. Idol Romance will do sad but can do good kisses (Wish You, Nobleman Ryu, Once Again, Kissable Lips, Poongduck 304, Tasty Florida, Tinted With You) but I don't think we will get any in this. After that OmegaX Shoulder bullshizz buisness I am very wary of this show.

2023 forthcoming BL master post (see comments, some are inaccurate, NOT KEPT UPDATED).

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

I've seen this Chinese drama like... no wait... okay it's like EVERY Chinese drama ever.

(both Mr Cinderella 2)

I only got to watch this scene and the bath, but bot were pretty darn good! I Feel You Linger in the Air

There's only one bed but they slept together on the floor anyway. One of BL's oddest tropes.

I do love a finger bite. (both Venus in the Sky)

Good advice

(Naughty Babe)

(Last week) 

[smileydk]

You can't con the Con-Man

Pairing: Magician!Taehyun x PickPocket!OC

Summary: A pickpocketer finds a fancy looking man in the middle of the street. He's wearing a neat suit, his hair is styled nicely, over all he looks clean. She comes to conclusion that since he looked fancy, he's gotta carry some cash on him. She however does not expect him to catch her, and she absolutely does not she take into account that he could be a magician and con-artist.

cw/tw: Kissing, make-out session, hickeys, fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it if you wanna tap it), orgasm denial, creampie, slight breeding kink, choking, cunnilingus

Jiwoo looked for her next offer. It was hard considering the fact that she was in the Jung-district, which meant almost no one carried enough cash to even risk anything.

She sighed. She had to go to Gangnam, which she didn't want to do since the cops knew her a bit too well.

But then again, she liked having a roof over her head as well as sleeping on a full stomach.

''Fuck'' She mumbled and turned her heel towards the subway.

She kept her head down as she got on the train. She was hoping there would be no controls this time, since she jumped the gate and hadn't paid for a ticket. It was rarely any controls, but she had seen thos annoying, blue-clad men coming down the trains.

Her prayers were heard and she got off the train in Gangnam. As soon as she stepped off the train, she walked into a giant flood of people.

The clock was 5 in the afternoon, meaning everyone were on their way home after work.

''Perfect'' She mumbled as she bumped into people, apologized and smiled sweetly, meanwhile her hand dug around in their pocket for something worth stealing.

She was silently thanking her genes and looks. She fit into the Korean beauty standard almost perfectly, and she had an innocent face. No one would ever suspect her to pickpocket. Except the police who already knew her.

Besides, she wouldn't keep the wallet, she'd take cash and throw the wallet in the nearest trashcan. There would be no actual way of proving the cash wasn't hers.

As she made it up to the ground she smirked. She'd already made 100'000₩. Sure, it was two bills, but it was more than she'd ever find in the Jung-district.

The woman kept walking down the streets, bumping into random people she thought looked wealthy enough to loose a few bills. She would never steal from someone who already seemed poor.

She stood by the ugly Gangnam Style statue, doing nothing. She was mostly looking for a new victim. No one was to her liking. Most of the people were either teenagers, kids shopping for their families or old couples, none of which she'd ever pickpocket.

She had a tiny bit of morale.

''Ha!'' She exclaims quietly to herself. She'd found her next victim.

A tall man, probably around the 6 feet mark, clad in a striped suit, nice polished shoes, big doll-like eyes, a kind smile on his lips. He looked rich.

Jiwoo approaches him to take a closer look and notices the small hat infront of him as well as a deck of cards which he shuffled in some fancy way. It did look quite cool, she had to admit.

She took a spot in the front and watched as he performed different card tricks. Whether it was finding someone's card or simply making them appear out of thin air, he made it look simple.

He took a bow and the crowd that had gathered around him applauded. Some people dropped a few bills in his little collectors hat before they left.

He collected his stuff and didn't seem to notice the woman who still watched him. She carefully walked around him and allowed her hand to slip into his, not-so-tight, blazer pocket. She found a couple of bills and grabbed them.

As she tried leaving something stopped her.

A pair of handcuffs, in the other end was the magician. He wore a smirk on his lips. ''Where do you think you're going with my money... Kim Jiwoo?''

Jiwoo froze. She didn't know what to do. ''Uhm... you're not gonna believe me if I said that you dropped them I guess?''

He chuckled and shook his head. ''Nope, hand them back''

A groan left her lips, but she held out the bills for the man to take. ''Are you gonna let me go, or do you plan on keeping me around as a pet?''

''Well, you would make a beautiful pet'' He smirked as he turned to take a better look at her.

''Oh yeah? I'm an expensive bitch''

''I live in Gangnam, sweetheart, I've got money. Judging by your little con attempt, you don't''

Ouch, she thought. Sure, she'd tried stealing his money, sure, he was correct, sure, she deserved the words he used, but still!

''Don't act innocent, we both know I'm right''

The woman only raised an eyebrow. ''Oh yeah? Sure, you are. But let's take a look at you. You're a magician right now, on which you can't make much since not everyone leaves bills, and those who do never leave over 5'000₩, meaning you must have a much better job, or you're con-artist''

The man looked slightly impressed. ''Well, love, you're correct. I work in a boring office during the day, when I'm off the clock I come here and do my magic but simply for entertainment''

''So, you're gonna let me go or?''

''They were never locked, darling. They're from the toyshop around the corner. They were literally like 1'000₩''

Jiwoo's cheeks heated up. Now that he said it, and she actually paid the handcuffs some attention, they looked crappy as hell.

''So, your name is Kim Jiwoo, got a number? Or you wanna borrow mine?'' The man packed up his last things.

''Never give anyone my number, why should you be any different? And how the fuck did you know my name?'' Jiwoo stood by the man as he packed. She'd shoved her hands into her jean's pockets as the wind picked up. No, she didn't bring a hoodie.

''Well, because I didn't tell the police man over there about your failed plan. I recognize your face, you're wanted for pickpocketing. And you really need to keep track of your Credit Cards'' Taehyun held up Jiwoo's Credit Card.

Jiwoo groaned. ''Fine, +81 705 161 423. You got a name?''

''Kang Taehyun'' He bowed elegantly.

''Are you a prince or sum?'' The woman raised an amused eyebrow. ''Why do you care who I am anyways? I literally tried stealing your money''

''You failed anyways, and I have your Credit Card, so I'd say I won. And you're pretty. Why wouldn't I want to get to know a pretty girl?''

Jiwoo still didn't understand. ''What if I'm a minor?''

''As I said, I've seen your wanted posters, I don't think they'd care that much about a minor'' Taehyun finished packing up all his tricks and turned to her. ''Wanna join me for dinner? On me''

The woman was much to hesitant. Sure, the man was absolutely gorgeous and he was kind, but she also had never allowed someone to be "close" to her, no matter how cheesy it sounded. Nor did she really trust the man.

But then again, free food.

''Fine''

''Well we're gonna have to swing by a dress shop because no restaurant in Gangnm is gonna let you in looking ike that'' Taehyun motioned to her ripped jeans, which wasn't design, and her worn out t-shirt that could pass for a dress due to how outstretched it was.

''I have no-''

''I didn't say you should pay. I simply said we needed to get you one. I'll pay for that as well''

Jiwoo was hesitant. ''Why are you so determined to take me to dinner? You met me a minute ago''

''No sweetheart, I'm a con-artist, I've seen you a lot. I've seen you pickpocket for years. I'm impressed. But you know the poor, blind man you gave 10'000₩ last week? Me'' He smirked and bowed.

''Not as impressed. Happens all the time''

''I made 100'000₩'' Taehyun smirked and raised an eyebrow. ''How much did you make? Minus the 10'000₩ you gave me''

''Fuck you'' She mumbled under her breath.

Taehyun raised an amused eyebrow. ''Only if you want to''

He started walking, and Jiwoo followed blindly. She had no idea where they were going. She never spent much time in Gangnam, she was usually in and out within the hour.

The man, who she'd met 10 minutes ago, dragged her inside a giant gown shop. It held floor gowns, princess looking dresses, puffy gowns, floral gowns and so on. They were all kinds of colors.

Jiwoo walked up to a random gown and checked the price tag. Her eyes widened. ''Taehyun, these gowns are literally 3'000'000₩, and those are the cheap ones''

''And as I said earlier, I'm paying. Pick anyone you want, Princess''

The women in the shop looked her up and down with judging faces. Sure, she was dressed in a pair of ripped jeans and an oversized t-shirt, and she hadn't showered in a week, but she felt judged.

She found a white gown with a slit. Sure, she wasn't much for gowns, but it just spoke to her.

Women in Korea were generally quite short and petite, but Jiwoo was (apparently) even shorter. ''Excuse me, do you have this in size 44?''

The women who worked there only laughed. ''I don't think you can afford that, darling''

''I didn't ask you if I could afford it, I asked you if you have this in my size''

The women only continued laughing at the single woman standing in the shop, gown in her hands that was way too big.

Taehyun let out a loud groan. ''Assist her, would you? I've got money to spend. If you're not gonna help her, I might as well just take my Black Card here, and go somewhere else''

The women were suddenly very, very excited to help the woman find a dress to her liking.

''Would you like to take a shower? No extra cost''

Taehyun sat down in one of the velvet futons. He smiled to himself. She was probably the most gorgeous woman he'd ever laid eyes upon.

Jiwoo came out 40 minutes later, dressed in the white gown, which was slightly lose at the cleavage, not leaving much to the imagination, it was tight around the aist and flowy from the hips and down. The slit was high which made her legs appear longer.

On her feet were a pair of white LouBoutin, which added an extra five inches to her short height.

Her hair had been blow dried and curled by the clerks and flowed down her back in perfect waves.

Taehyun walked up to her and took her hand in his. ''How do I look?'' Jiwoo asked as Taehyin spun her around. Due to Jiwoo never wearing heels before, she tripped over her own feet.

''Easy there'' Taehyun chuckled and wrapped a securing arm around her waist, and pulled her against her own body. ''I'll pay, and then we'll head out. Sounds good to you?''

The woman nodded. ''Uhm, will-''

''No, we're not taking your disgusting old cothes with us. You can burn them. We'll buy new clothes for you''

Jiwoo raised an eyebrow. ''So you're saying I'll see more of you?''

''Only if you want to''

Taehyun was laughing loudly as Jiwoo spoke. ''No you did not!''

''I did! I swear! So, I was running away from his asshole of a police, and he was catching up since he was literally twice my height, and so I didn't know what to do! Then I remembered something my friend told me, flash a man and your problems will go away, so I did''

Tears were filling Taehyun's eyes as he continued laughing. ''Oh my god, kind of wish I was on the other end though''

Jiwoo smacked his arm and glared at the man. ''How dare you?''

''With the cleavage on that dress you're not leaving much to my imagination, altough, uhm, my imagination is... that now''

The woman leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs. ''Oh yeah?''

''Yeah, you're hot, I'm hot, let's fuck'' Taehyun stated bluntly. He leaned back and looked at Jiwoo through hooded eyes.

Jiwoo would never admit it to the man's face, but it made her hot. She liked his burning, mysterious gaze.

The waiter came over with the tab, which Taehyun quickly paid. The two left the restaurant and waited for the valet to drive the car to the front.

Taehyun had a tight grip of Jiwoo's hips. ''Quite sure you're gonna leave a mark if you don't release my hips''

''That'd mean you're mine, eh? Wouldn't it look beautiful?''

''Taehyun-'' Before Jiwoo could scold the man the valet pulled up with the slick, black Audi r8.

Jiwoo sat down in the passenger seat again and Taehyun closed the door behind her. As he sat down in the driver's set he smirked. ''So, you're coming to mine?''

''I would never fuck someone on the first dinner-''

''Stop lying to yourself, I saw you shifting when I stared you down before''

The woman blushed and looked out the window. ''No''

''Don't deny it, Princess'' He smirked and started the car. ''I know you want me''

Jiwoo decided to not reply and continued staring out the window. Taehyun only chuckled and drove towards his own place, one hand on the steering wheel and the other one resting in Jiwoo's lap.

She tried ignoring his, rather big, hand on her left thigh. It was warm, and squeezing her flesh every now and then. Jiwoo tried her best to ignore it, but he made it very hard.

As he squeezed her thigh once more Jiwoo'd gotten enough. She laid her hand on his and held it in a firm grip. Taehyun smirked. He enjoyed the effect he had on her.

''You are such a tease''

''I know, two words and I'll do it''

Jiwoo looked at him. ''I am not gonna say that''

Taehyun chuckled. ''Okay, I'll leave you high and not-so-dry''

She was silently cursing him in her head. She was hoping he'd completely ignore her and take her in his car.

''I know you want me to take you here, in the car. But I'm gonna need to hear you say those two magic words''

She continued cursing him. ''Fine! Fuck me!''

Jiwoo had never seen a man pull over that fast. She also could not understand how he pulled her into his lap with one swift motion.

''Wanna ride me? Or do you want me tot ake you in the backseat?'' Taehyun raised an eyebrow and massaged her waist.

''I don't care''

''Backseat then'' Jiwoo followed his orders and climbed into the backseat. Taehyun made sure to smack her ass before following her lead.

Taehyun didn't waste anymore more time and leaned down to press his lips against hers. Jiwoo wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him flush against her body.

A small chuckle left her lips as she felt him grinding against her. ''And you teased me?''

''Well Princess, we're gonna see who's the one begging soon'' He pulled her panties to the side and looked at Jiwoo. ''As I said, not-so-dry? Hm?''

His hands ran up her thighs, fingers moving too lightly for Jiwoo's liking. Goosebumps grew on her legs, causing her to shudder.

He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers again. He smirked to himself as he inserted his fingers in her pussy. A small, breathy moan left her lips.

As his fingers pumped inside of her Jiwoo could only moan. His hands were huge, and they surely knew what they were doing.

His fingers nudged her g-spot, forcing a louder moan from her lips. ''Taehyun~'' She whined. ''Do that again!''

Taehyun wore an, almost sadistic, smile on his lips as he repeated his previous action, forcing more pornographic moans from Jiwoo. ''Such pretty sounds, Princess. You're such a little slut''

Jiwoo felt embarrassed, but she enjoyed his degrading comments. ''Fuck, yes, for you Taehyun''

He curled his fingers, making Jiwoo buck her hips slightly. As she clenched around his fingers he sped up his action. ''Are you gonna cum? Hm?''

She nodded as her whole vocabulary was gone within a second.

Just before she could cum around his fingers, he ripped them from her heat and smirked. ''Nuh-uh, not yet'' A small whine left her lips as she tried sitting up. ''Taehyun~''

''Nuh-uh to that as well'' He pushed her back down.

He backed up even further and hooked his arms under her knees. He leaned down and pressed his lips to her heat. A whine left Jiwoo's lips. He chuckled to himself as his ego grew, before diving back into her pussy.

He was also slightly embarrassed. One taste was all it took and he was addicted to her. The way she tasted, the way she smelled, the way she reacted to his actions, the way she moaned his name.

Jiwoo's hands found Taehyun's hair and grabbed a firm hold. A small groan left his lips as she pulled slightly. ''Fuck, keep pulling''

A small chuckle left Jiwoo's lips, but continued pulling slightly at his hair. Her chuckle was cut off as he plunged his tongue back into her hole.

The lewd sounds that echoed in the car only made Jiwoo wetter, if that was even possible. He ate as if he was a starved man, as if he hadn't eaten since forever.

''Taehyun, can I please cum this time?''

''Nope'' He sat back up and wiped his mouth. ''Am I too mean to you, Princess?''

Jiwoo wanted to nod, but she enjoyed that he used her as he wished. ''Yes, but for some reason I like it''

''You're a sadist'' He chuckled and leaned down. Jiwoo was ready for a kiss, but he stopped right before they met. ''You like pain? And degrading? You like being embarrassed by me?''

''Maybe?'' She found Taehyun's hand and brought it towards her neck. ''Choke me?''

Taehyun froze for a second. Sure, he'd had his fair share of freaky people, but never one he cared about.

But he was, weirdly, into it. He chuckled in a sadistic manner and wrapped his hand around her neck. ''So pretty''

With the other hand he undid his belt, which turned Jiwoo on a bit too much, and pulled down his pants together with his underwear. Without warning he pushed his dick inside her.

Jiwoo's jaw fell open as he bottomed out. Taehyun removed his hand from her neck and pushed his fingers in her mouth instead.

After a short moment of letting her adjust to him he started thrusting hips in a slow pace. He wanted her to feel every inch of him.

''I thought you said you were gonna fuck me'' Jiwoo smirked, knowing she was hitting every nerve he had.

''Oh yeah?''

Taehyun's hands wrapped around Jiwoo's neck again and his hips sped up.

The car shook as he thrusted his hips in an, almost, unhuman pace. Jiwoo had been worried earlier that someone could walk by, those worries were out the window the second he entered her.

''Is this what you were planing when you stole my money?'' Jiwoo shook her head to the best of her abilities. ''Oh yeah?''

Jiwoo could feel herself getting closer, which wasn't hard due to the previous acts. ''Taehyun~ please let me cum''

''Fine''

She clenched around his dick before releasing her orgasm. Taehyun's hips only sped up as she came, smirking sadisticly again as she whined from the sensitivity.

''Fuck, you're so pretty, hm. I'm gonna cum because of you-'' He was about to pull out, but Jiwoo wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him closer. ''-want me to cum in you, hm?''

Jiwoo nodded. ''Fuck, yes!'' She pulled slightly at the ends of his hair.

''Want me to fill you up? Fuck, you'd be pretty with my babies. Don't you agree? Even prettier than now''

Taehyun stopped his thrusts and Jiwoo could feel him twitch. A second later he came in her, filling her to the brim. He pulled out and smiled as he could see his cum leaking out.

He quickly stuffed his fingers in her, pushing everything back in. ''Can't let anything go to waste if we want you swollen, hm?''

No one moved. They kind of just stared at each other.

''You're so pretty'' Taehyun mumbled again, this time an adoring smile on his lips.

Jiwoo chuckled and sat up. She leaned against the, now fogged up, car window. It was cool against her shoulder blades and it felt nice. ''And you're very handsome''

''Wanna move in with me?''

''Wow there. Moving very fast now, are we?'' Another chuckle left her lips as she was about to put on her underwear.

Taehyun was quick to snatch them and stuff them in his pocket. He then shrugged and pulled his own pants on. ''I’m keeping those for easy access'' He winked. ''And to be honest, I kind of just assumed you lived on a park bench or a run down barn''

''How dare you?'' Jiwoo replied jokingly. ''I'll think about it. Now- fucking hell it's steamy'' She painted a heart on the window.

''All you, Princess'' He leaned over her and pressed his finger against the window before he started to write something.

''We just fucked <3''

''Taehyun!''

''That's my name, don't wear it out unless you're screaming it'' He winked and climbed back into the driver's seat.

''Fuck you''

''Round 2 already?'' He smirked as Jiwoo climbed into the passenger's seat.

''Drive''

''Yes, Princess''