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mechaknight-98 · 2 months

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Aphasia (NSFW) FT Momo Hirai

Author’s note: I was working on another project set in this world when I had the idea of Doing a mute hero. I wanted to push myself and see if I could still do show and not tell without using dialogue. The idol choice then became obvious, especially when I saw this post.

There were many knights in the Kingdom of Mercutio but none quite like Danjirou. He was only slightly above average in all capabilities except speech and battle. In battle he had few peers who could match his might in speech he had few peers who could match his insalubrity. Unsure of the cause many assume it was a head injury during a mock battle that awakened his rager abilities others say he was born foolish, but Danjirou was highly intelligent, creative, resourceful, and versatile. He just wasn’t eloquent. So he stayed silent despite the unnerving presence it gave him.

Despite being “liked” Danjirou often traveled alone as was the case today as he heads to the festivals of flowers and fire.

The festival was in full swing couples purchased fire flowers for one another as kids ate baked dough-based sweets molded in the shape of petals. Danjirou ordered two to the surprise of the vendor selling the usually couple-centered treat. As he bit into it he savored the vanilla and cinnamon flavor. The vendor chuckled watching this heavily armored knight eat this dainty treat typically made for lovers.

Before he could eat the other one though. A flash of black, fuchsia, and Cerulean the other was gone. Taken by an enchanting Dancer.

“Ahh!” Danjirou grunted in surprise as he followed the dancer. He chased her through the festival. The image was funny to most. A young fully armored knight running after this dancer wrapped in flowing blue robes and pink sashes. When they reached the center of town the dancer joined a cadre of dancers dressed similarly dressed women. She turned to the young knight and smiled before their performance began. Danjirou watched the group enthralled by the precision and grace that flowed between each move. His eyes wandered from each member but eventually fell on and stayed on the one who stole his snack. They locked eyes for the rest of the performance and as they neared the finish each dancer went among the crowd to a partner surprisingly the lady chose Danjirou. She smiled as she approached him. Danjirou gave a light bow to her the young woman moved closer as her hand traced his chin then she turned his head towards her.

“Meet me at the Amora monastery courtyard at midnight tonight.” She says.

Danjirou takes his time before asking the young lady her name.

The young lady noticed the labored breaths he took to ask the question. She smiled and said, Momo,” before leaving the crowd with her group. Danjirou smiled under his helmet.

Later that night

The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the monastery’s courtyard. The gentle rustling of leaves and the distant chirping of crickets provided a soft melody to the tranquil night.

Danjirou, clad in his knightly armor, stepped into the courtyard, his presence silent yet commanding. His eyes, the only part of him not obscured by his helm, scanned the open space, searching for a moment of peace in the stillness of the night.

It was then that he noticed her—Momo, the high priestess Amora, standing in the center of the courtyard. Her flowing robes caught the moonlight, shimmering with an ethereal beauty. She turned towards him, her eyes meeting his with a gentle curiosity. Danjirou approached slowly his trepidation made his steps heavier almost leaden as he approached the young woman.

Though words were a rarity for Danjirou, the connection he felt with Momo transcended language. He approached her slowly, his movements deliberate and careful. She watched him with a soft smile, understanding his silence.

As they stood together under the moonlight, an unspoken understanding passed between them. Momo extended her hand, inviting him into her world. Danjirou hesitated for a moment before taking her hand, his touch gentle and respectful.

Their dance began with a subtle sway, their movements synchronized as if guided by an unseen force. Momo led with fluid grace, her gestures speaking volumes of warmth and welcome. Danjirou followed his steps strong yet tender, conveying his respect and admiration. Momo then escalated the dance, as if questioning Danjirou’s intent. Danjirou to the best of his ability tried to keep pace with Momo. No small feat considering the armor covering him. Momo watched impressed as the silent knight kept pace despite the heaviness of his armor. His movements spoke to his strengths he was a quick learner and eager to please. Traits Momo found both endearing and interesting. To test his limits she pushed harder to see how far he could go with her.

Through the dance, they shared a conversation beyond words. Momo expressed her empathy and openness, her movements painting a picture of understanding and acceptance. Danjirou responded with strength and gratitude, his gestures a testament to his resilience and resolve. Momo and Danjirou fell deeper into their emotions as they moved, and in those movements, intimacy blossomed. Momo saw a drive within Danjirou that could blot out the sun. It frightened but also excited Momo. while Danjirou found a profound Ennui with her contemporaries in Momo it saddened him.

As the dance continued, their emotions intertwined, creating a tapestry of connection that needed no verbal affirmation. Momo spun gracefully, her robes billowing like a whisper of wind, while Danjirou moved with steadfast precision, grounding the ethereal beauty of their shared moment.

In the final movements of the dance, Momo and Danjirou paused, their eyes locked in a silent exchange. The moonlight bathed them in a gentle glow, illuminating the bond they had forged through their wordless dialogue.

With a gentle nod, Momo released his hand, her smile conveying the depth of her understanding. Danjirou bowed his head slightly, a gesture of appreciation and acknowledgment. Momo kissed the armored cheek of Danjirou. A wordless declaration of their physical bond.

As they parted ways, the memory of their dance lingered in the air.

Over the next few days, Danjirou’s mind was dominated by thoughts of Momo. He would dream of their dance and her body against his. It became so bothersome that while he trained against the recently returned knight Daiya he got caught by an attack that usually missed him. Daiya noticed Danjirou’s distracted body language and gaze.

“Aye Danji,” Daiya said coldly. Danjirou looked to the older knight and the knight said, “Listen here I don’t care what you’ve got on your mind. Azula is coming back whether you like it or not and I won’t be her slave again. You better focus up or she’ll kill you.

Danjirou grew annoyed at Daiya’s prodding before getting up and taking off his armor. The other knights present watched in confusion. Daiya turned to Danjirou

“Hey get your armor back on,” Daiya said. Danjirou stood stone-faced against Daiya. Daiya turned angrily and said, “Fine I’ll be the compliance out of you.” Danjirou shuddered but it was time to stand up for himself.

Danjirou grabbed a training sword as Daiya approached. It was a great sword. Danjirou noticed the sword was not properly balanced. It pulled to the right. Danjirou smiled excitedly. He adjusted his grip on the blade upon Daiya’s first attack. Danjirou blocked before pinning both of their blades in a bind. Daiya didn’t notice that Danjirou had taken his dominant hand off the blade so when Danjirou grabbed him he was bewildered. He banged the sword’s pommel against Daiya’s helmet. As Daiya tried to recover from the incessant ringing of his helmet he didn’t see Danjirou approaching. Danjirou hip-checked Daiya sending him tumbling towards the floor where Danjirou stood above him. Sword aimed at his head.

After establishing his victory Danjirou decided to forgo the armor as it only slowed him down and served to weaken his body more. The rest of the training day Danjirou was lighter faster and much more lethal than before. This surprised the other knights to varying degrees. The ones who were most surprised were the ones who faced Danjirou personally. They watched as he fought like he had nothing and someone was trying to take something from him. His physicality, his determination, and his resolve made him a terror, and this wasn’t even getting into this weird ability he seemed to hold in that his bones and wounds healed at a monstrous rate. Cuts healed within seconds, bruises within minutes. It was like watching a demon or a god fight. It made them all wonder where he came from.

After the training day, Danjirou found himself heading back to the courtyard of the monastery again. His mind filled with thoughts of Momo her soft brown eyes short black hair and elegant smile

A few nights had passed since their first encounter, and the memory of the dance lingered in Danjirou's mind. The cool breeze of the evening carried a hint of excitement as he approached the monastery's courtyard once more, his armor left behind to allow him the freedom to move without its constraints.

Momo was already there, her silhouette framed by the soft glow of the moon. She turned at the sound of his footsteps, her eyes lighting up with a warm, welcoming smile. Without his armor, Danjirou felt exposed, yet liberated, ready to embrace the connection that had begun to blossom between them.

He stepped forward, his attire simple and unadorned, revealing the strength and grace of his form. Momo's gaze lingered on him, her eyes filled with appreciation and a hint of playful curiosity.

As he reached her, Momo extended her hand once more, this time with a mischievous glint in her eyes. Danjirou took her hand eagerly, his touch more confident than before. Momo slapped him. This act confused Danjirou at first but when he turned to see her, her body said, “Where have you been I waited for you,” Danjirou took her hand and felt it intertwine as if to say, “I didn’t know you’d want me back.” Momo scoffed and brought his body closer as they began another dance. Her overwhelming demeanor says, “As if. You are the only one who understands how trapped I feel. You are my solace as much as I am yours.” Danjirou smiles at Momo who finally smiles back happy to have him back.

Together, they stepped into the dance, the rhythm of their movements fluid and flirtatious.

The dance began with light, playful steps, Momo twirling around him, her laughter like a gentle melody in the night air. Danjirou followed, his movements more agile and expressive without the weight of his armor. He mirrored her playfulness, his eyes meeting hers with a teasing glimmer. Their steps are in sync with an inaudible song of their emotions communicating with each other.

Momo spun close to him, her fingertips grazing his arms as she moved, igniting a spark of connection that was both thrilling and tender. Danjirou responded in kind, his hands gently guiding her as they moved in perfect harmony, exploring the newfound closeness between them. A lingering touch to say, “I missed you”, responded with a powerful and aggressive, “I know.” Momo smiled with possessive glee as Danjirou moved with her.

An embrace turned into a question of “Why me?” A twirl there answered, “You won’t stop. You fight and never stop. I admire that. You grow and challenge yourself but never put others down. You are what a knight should be. Strong, patient honorable valorous,” Danjirou smiled as he danced.

Their dance was a conversation of its own, each step and turn revealing more of themselves to one another. Momo's graceful gestures spoke of her joy and intrigue, while Danjirou's movements expressed his admiration and the deepening bond he felt with her. It stripped away the obscurity of the other. Danjirou was left bare in front of Momo as she was to him. They saw their strengths their hopes but also their weaknesses Danjirou’s relentless aggression in pursuit of power and Momo’s defensive ennui that would lead to apathy to cope with the pressures of being a high priestess. Her impassivity softened when met by the violent force that was Danjirou’s presence they relaxed around each other free to be themselves with no buffer and no need to hide.

As the dance continued, the distance between them narrowed, their bodies moving in a synchronized flow that was both intimate and electric. Momo's laughter echoed softly in the courtyard, and Danjirou found himself smiling, a rare and genuine expression of happiness.

In the final moments of their dance, Momo leaned in close, her breath mingling with his in the cool night air. Danjirou met her gaze, his eyes filled with warmth and affection, acknowledging the connection that had grown between them. Eager to seal their bond Momo stole a kiss. Unlike her dancing which was full of grace and poise. Her affection was sloppy messy and hot. Lead by an intense desire to connect she let herself fall into the ocean of desire. Danjirou mirrored her fall but caught her, and together the two embraced under the moonlight.

With a gentle flourish, Momo released his hand, her smile radiant and full of promise. Danjirou bowed slightly, a gesture of gratitude and anticipation for what lay ahead. Their dance was over but the tension ran high between desire clouded their minds until they reconnected again. Their kiss this time now more fiery and passionate threatening to consume as they reacted to unfamiliar sensations and feelings in their bodies.

Momo lifts her top revealing her bountiful chest. As she does Danjirou brings her in for another kiss, which Momo Greedily accepts. Her legs wrap around his waist as she nips at his lips and neck leaving marks to show others who he belongs to. She tore open Danjirou’s shirt and began to claw at his chest and back.

Momo felt an immense heat inside of her and moaned to Danjirou “Need you inside me,” Danjirou nodded as he dropped his pants before doing the same to Momo whose eyes glazed over with lust.

“Fuck me!” Momo demanded and Danjirou plunged in. Not familiar with these feelings either, both came instantly as Danjirou bottomed out inside Momo.

The heat between their bodies calmed down but Momo felt a new heat in her core a new flame had been stoked. As they separated she bid Danjiro farewell as they both got dressed. Momo smiled when Danjiro kissed her forehead before leaving.

As they parted, the memory of their dance lingered in the night, a testament to their deepening friendship and the unspoken promise of more shared moments to come.

Over the next Day Momo found a new drive within herself that was noticed among her peers.

Momo stood alone in the secluded grove behind the monastery, the soft light of dawn filtering through the leaves and casting gentle patterns on the ground. The air was crisp and filled with the scent of blooming flowers, creating a serene backdrop for her morning practice. Today, however, her movements were infused with an energy and intensity that went beyond her usual grace.

As Momo danced, her feet barely touched the earth, each step and leap more expressive than the last. Her robes flowed around her like waves, and her arms cut through the air with a fluid precision that mirrored her emotions. She was lost in the rhythm, pushing herself to new heights, driven by an inner fire that had been kindled during her encounters with Danjirou.

Nearby, Dahyun watched quietly from a distance. She had come to join Momo for their regular practice but found herself captivated by the transformation in her friend. Momo's movements were more daring, each twist and turn imbued with a passion that spoke volumes about the changes within her.

Dahyun approached cautiously, not wanting to disrupt the flow of Momo's dance. As she drew closer, she could see the determination etched on Momo's face, the intensity in her eyes as she moved with a newfound purpose. It was as if she was trying to communicate something profound, not just to herself but to the world around her.

Finally, Momo finished her routine with a flourish, breathing heavily but smiling, a sense of accomplishment radiating from her. Dahyun stepped forward, applauding softly. "I've never seen you dance like that before, Momo. It's like you're reaching for something beyond yourself."

Momo turned to her friend, her smile widening. "I feel like I've found a new part of myself, Dahyun. It's like... I've been inspired to push beyond what I thought possible."

Dahyun nodded, understanding the unspoken words between them. "Is this about the knight, Danjirou?"

Momo’s eyes widened with shock “How do you know about him,”

“The armored knight who barely uttered a word at our performance who you snuck out to for two different nights now… Um, excuse me for putting two and two together.” Dahyun teased

Momo blushed slightly but nodded. "There's something about him that makes me want to be better, to explore every facet of what I can do. His presence, his strength... it’s made me realize there’s more I want to express."

Dahyun grinned, placing a supportive hand on Momo’s shoulder. "Well, whatever it is, it suits you. Just don’t forget to take care of yourself in the process."

Momo laughed softly, feeling a warm sense of camaraderie and encouragement from her friend. "I won’t. I promise."

With Dahyun by her side, Momo prepared to continue her practice, her heart full of hope and determination, ready to explore the limits of her abilities and the depths of her connection with Danjirou. They stop at about noon for lunch and head to the monastery courtyard.

The midday sun casts a warm glow over the courtyard of the Amora monastery, where the priestesses often gathered for training and rituals. Today, however, a different kind of excitement filled the air as a crowd of young acolytes and priestesses gathered to witness a dance battle between Momo and Seulgi, another skilled dancer and high priestess.

Seulgi, known for her precision and elegance, had challenged Momo, intrigued by the recent changes she had noticed in her friend’s performances. There was a friendly rivalry between them, and Seulgi was eager to test her skills against Momo’s newfound intensity.

As the circle formed around them, Momo and Seulgi stepped into the center, the anticipation palpable. Seulgi gave Momo a nod, a playful smile on her lips. “I’ve been hearing about your new moves, Momo. Let’s see if they’re as good as everyone says.”

Momo grinned, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “You’ll see, Seulgi. I’ve been working hard.” She felt a competitive and determined fire burn through her

The rhythm of the drums began, setting the pace for the battle. Seulgi started, her movements smooth and controlled, her feet gliding effortlessly across the stone floor. She moved with the grace of a swan, her arms sweeping through the air in perfect arcs, drawing appreciative murmurs from the crowd.

When it was Momo’s turn, she stepped forward with a different energy, her body language confident and vibrant. Her dance was a whirlwind of motion, each step executed with precision but also with a fiery passion that seemed to set the air alight. Her movements were more aggressive, her spins and leaps bolder than ever before.

Seulgi watched with wide eyes, captivated by the intensity of Momo’s performance. There was something new, almost otherworldly, in the way Momo moved, as if she were drawing power from a deep well within her. The crowd was equally entranced, their cheers growing louder with each of Momo’s daring moves.

As the battle continued, Seulgi found herself struggling to keep up with Momo’s pace. Momo’s dance was a revelation, a display of raw emotion and strength that pushed the boundaries of what Seulgi had seen before. The final flourish of Momo’s dance left the audience in awe, a moment of silence followed by thunderous applause.

Breathless and exhilarated, Momo stood facing Seulgi, who was equally out of breath but grinning with admiration. “Momo, that was incredible. I didn’t know you had that in you,” Seulgi admitted a hint of awe in her voice.

Momo smiled, her cheeks flushed from the exertion. “I didn’t either, until recently. There’s just something driving me to push harder, to be more.”

Seulgi nodded a new respect in her eyes. “Whatever it is, it suits you. You’ve become an even more formidable dancer, Momo. I’m impressed—and a little envious.”

The two friends shared a laugh, the tension of the battle giving way to camaraderie and mutual respect. As they left the courtyard together, Seulgi placed an arm around Momo’s shoulders. “I’ll have to step up my game if I want to keep up with you.”

Momo chuckled, feeling a sense of accomplishment and pride. “We’ll push each other to new heights, Seulgi That’s what friends are for.”

The rest of the day Momo was consumed by that fire that had been kindled within her. Her fellow priestess’s awe turned to terror as her aura began to grow too intense almost blinding as if the magic of Dance was shedding her mortality. The other thing on her mind was a certain dark-skinned knight who was going through something similar in his camp. One thing was certain they needed each other again.

The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a silvery glow over the monastery courtyard. The air was filled with a sense of anticipation as Danjirou approached once more, his heart eager for the familiar warmth of Momo’s presence.

Momo awaited him, her silhouette framed by the gentle light. Her eyes lit up with delight when she saw him, her smile inviting and filled with the promise of another enchanting night. He notices an aura around her that radiates energy like a beacon drawing him closer.

Without hesitation, Danjirou joined her in the center of the courtyard. Momo took his hand, her touch light and playful, and they began their dance, a seamless continuation of the bond they had formed.

Their movements were different no longer innocent and flirting but powerful declarations of emotion Momo twirled around him with effortless grace, her laughter a sweet melody that danced in the night air. Danjirou matched her steps, his touch more assured, his eyes reflecting the joy he felt in her company. Their bodies arced and moved together as their love fully began to take shape.

As they danced, the moonlight revealed faint scars and wounds on Danjirou’s skin, remnants of battles accrued in the morning. Momo’s gaze was drawn to them, and she noticed, with growing astonishment, that the marks seemed to fade as they moved together, healing rapidly before her eyes.

Startled, Momo slowed her steps, her eyes wide with surprise. She reached out to gently touch a fading scar on Danjirou’s arm, her fingertips brushing against his skin. “Your wounds… they’re healing,” she murmured, her voice filled with wonder.

Danjirou glanced down, noticing the same phenomenon. He met Momo’s gaze, equally bewildered but calm. “It’s not the magic of your gods?” he asked, his voice quiet.

Momo shook her head, her brow furrowing in confusion. “No, it’s not,” she replied, her mind racing with possibilities. “I’ve never seen anything like it.”

Despite her confusion, Momo was captivated by the mystery unfolding before her. The dance continued, and with each step, the healing accelerated, as if the very act of their connection was weaving a protective tapestry around Danjirou.

The night deepened, and the dance slowed, their connection intensifying with each moment. Momo leaned in, her voice soft and curious. “You’ve never told me your name,” she said, her eyes searching his.

Danjirou paused, his heart heavy. He took a deep breath, his gaze meeting hers, and finally found the courage to share. “Danjirou,” he said, his voice barely a whisper but filled with sincerity.

Momo held his gaze, her expression gentle and understanding. “Why don’t you speak, Danjirou?”

He hesitated, the memories of his past battles flooding back. “I’m a trance fighter,” he began, his voice steady despite the pain in his heart. “When I fight, I fight I give myself up to the song and tempo of battle and it guides, strengthens me, but many fear that with that fear comes misunderstanding”

Momo listened intently, her eyes softening with empathy. Danjirou continued, his voice tinged with sorrow. “They left me isolated and alone. I stopped speaking to avoid causing more fear, to protect them from what I become.”

Momo squeezed his hand gently, her touch a balm for his wounded soul. “You’re not alone anymore, Danjirou,” she said, her voice firm and reassuring. “You have me now.”

Moved by her words, Danjirou felt a warmth spread through him, melting away the years of isolation. As the moonlight bathed them, Momo led him to a quiet corner of the courtyard, where they sat together under the stars. That warmth began to burn at something deep within him he lurched forward a Momo watched before a similar warmth burned within her there. Momo in her pain reached out to Danjirou and their hands met as their bodies burned from the inside but as the radiant intensity grew inside them the pain lessened. Inside their bodies a different heat manifested.

They pull closer to each other for an impassioned kiss as they strip their clothes off Momo smiles tenderly at Danjirou as they fall into another kiss. Feeling the tension Momo begins to grind Danjirou’s cock. She smiles as she gets wetter. Momo asks Danjirou if he’s ready. Danjirou nods and Momo firmly plants herself on his rod. Her body screams in pleasure and pain as they connect their hearts race as Momo begins a languid but strong pace.

“Are you gonna be good to me?” She asks as Danjirou sinks deeper into her.

“Yes.” He lets out with a breathy voice. Momo moans hearing the sound of his voice soothing her. Her core heats up as she says

“You’ve changed me you know that. I care about things I didn’t used to. About being the best and about having no equal, but you. Will you be my equal? My eternal dance partner?” She asks. Danjirou nods and Momo claws into his flesh.

“Not good enough swear to be mine. With your voice, with your heart.”

“I swear I will never leave you,” Danjirou proudly proclaims Momo smiles before picking up her pace. Her sodden folds greet Danjirou’s rod like an old friend. Momo smiled as she rode her magnificent tits bouncing mesmeric she moans as her walls snugly clutch Danjirou as she bounces until Danjirou can’t take it and pushed Momo down as he lifts his legs over her shoulders. Driven by lust and instinct Danjirou plunges into Momo with an unbridled ferocity and desire. Momo moans overwhelmed by how he violates her.

“Deeper, more Momo moans,” Danjirou picks up his pace as he feels her walls tense and clench. The spark between them continues to burn as their spirits grow beyond what should be humanly possible to outsiders their auras have become blinding as they give in to the passion of the moment as it consumes what remains of their humanity.

Lost in the pleasure and passion Momo encourages Danjirou to cum first as she moans. Her words send Danjirou down the spiral as he cums. He paints her walls white as she accepts his love and in return cums. She squirts all over his cock as she massages his rod to give her every last drop he can spare

At that moment, the world around them seemed to dissolve, leaving only the two of them standing in a realm of pure light. Their hearts beat as one, and the intensity of their passion ignited something ancient and powerful within them.

The transformation began as a soft glow, emanating from where their hands joined. It spread like wildfire, illuminating their bodies with a brilliance that defied description. Momo felt herself being lifted, her spirit unfurling like the petals of a flower reaching for the sun.

She could feel the last threads of her humanity slipping away, not with sorrow but with a sense of liberation. Her senses expanded, her awareness deepening as she and Danjirou transcended the mortal realm.

Their bodies shimmered, becoming ethereal and otherworldly. The light that surrounded them grew brighter, pulsing in time with the rhythm of their hearts. It was as if the universe itself acknowledged their union, celebrating their ascent to a higher plane of existence.

Momo glanced at Danjirou, his face radiant and serene, and knew he felt the same—an overwhelming sense of completeness and purpose. Together, they had tapped into a power that lay dormant within them, awakening as they embraced their true selves.

As the transformation reached its zenith, the meadow was bathed in a divine glow. The earth beneath them seemed to hum with energy, and the stars above blazed with newfound intensity, witnessing the birth of something extraordinary.

In that timeless moment, Momo and Danjirou became more than human, their love transcending the boundaries of the mortal world. They were mortal gods, intertwined by destiny and driven by the passion that had ignited their souls.

Their eyes met once more, a silent promise passing between them—whatever lay ahead, they would face it together, as beings forged in the crucible of love and transformation

They spent the rest of the night in each other’s arms, wrapped in a cocoon of understanding and acceptance. As they cuddled flowers grew around them as their auras dimmed, and they gained control over their new powers. By the morning they almost had full control but ultimately this still proved to be too much power because when they were found together the magical power was so dense that others could barely be within walking distance of them.

As dawn broke over the horizon, the first light of day painted the sky with hues of gold and rose. Momo and Danjirou stood at the edge of the meadow, their hands still entwined, their forms aglow with the residual energy of their transformation.

The world around them felt different, vibrant with possibilities. They could feel the pulse of life in every leaf and the song of the wind as it danced through the trees. Their newfound senses allowed them to perceive the interconnectedness of all things, a tapestry of existence they were now a part of.

Momo turned to Danjirou, her eyes reflecting the sunrise. “Everything feels so alive,” she marveled, her voice a soft echo of wonder.

Danjirou nodded, his expression serene yet filled with determination. “We have a responsibility now,” he said. “To protect and nurture what we’ve become a part of.”

With their transformation came not only power but also a sense of duty. As transcended, they understood they were guardians of balance, charged with preserving the harmony between the realms of humans and the divine.

Together, they returned to the monastery, their presence inspiring awe and reverence among those they encountered. This peace lasts only moments though as the skies roar. The Dragon Queen Tiamat had returned for her champion. Danjirou told Momo to find Dahyun and Daiya and protect him while he faced Tiamat. Momo nodded. As Titamat flew through the sky Danjirou tracked her movement waiting for her to fly in a recognizable pattern and path. When she did Danjirou found a wooden plank and using his magic threw it at Tiamat. It barely got her as it was meant for her heart but hit the Dragon queen’s wing. She noticed the gosling and dived down. Danjirou used his magic to sprint out of the way to a far clearing on the way he picked a sword from the armory.

“Looks like I chose the wrong knight to spark. I thought hate would have been an excellent catalyst for ascension but it looks like you ascended first.” Tiamat lunged at Danjirou and he dodged.

“You humans always surprise me. Especially the goslings so tell me who’s brood are you. Zeus, Thor, Lugh?” Tiamat asked as she grabbed Danjirou. As she started to close her grip a spear pierced her. Tiamat angrily dropped Danjirou as she turned to see Daiya, Momo, and Dahyun racing in. Grateful and worried Danjirou regrouped with them. Momo smiled and kissed him.

“Gross save it for later,” Dahyun and Daiya teased.

Danjirou shrugged and grabbed a great axe before running to Tiamat. Momo, Dahyun, and Daiya followed. Using their combined might they were able to beat Tiamat. After the battle, Dahyun and Daiya observed Momo and Danjirou. They noticed their auras as they gave them space

Dahyun smiled watching her friend finally find happiness.

In their new roles, Momo and Danjirou became beacons of hope and guidance, helping others discover their potential and fostering a deeper connection to the world. They traveled far and wide, their influence touching lives and inspiring change wherever they went.

As the years passed, their story became a testament to the power of love and the courage to embrace one’s true self. The legacy they left behind was not just of power and transformation but of unity and the belief that even the smallest spark of passion could ignite profound change.

Years later Danjirou and Momo disappeared after protecting their homeland for several generations. Some say they died. Others say they moved on but ultimately wherever they are. Their peace was well earned.

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asianpoplover143 · 14 days

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It’s about the fic High&Low The Return (2024), so I remember asking the question on this poll (https://www.tumblr.com/asianpoplover143/760386655717900288/well-lets-say-that-it-is-the-end-however-i-do), if you all wanted me to share whatever I had on my drafts about the fic right? So the result was: “Only the sinopse”. So here it is the daft of it, feel free to give your thoughts and opinions about it.

Please be honest, I wont be upset or angry, quite the opposite I will be happy with the honesty :)

Please enjoy the daft of what I have done so far with the sinopse:

Sinopse draft:

Now with all of SWORD gangs being at peace with one another, being friends and getting along (including Kuryu Group/Mighty Warriors/Prison Gang/Doubt, Mugen, Amamiya Brothers) and also all of the High Schools (3 School Alliance: Senomon High, Kamasaka High and Ebara High; Oya High, Housen Academy, and Suzuran High) being friends and getting along as well, that’s thanks due in a certain part to Suzaki Ryo that made his (boy)friend Amagai Kohei go back to his old self, be that boy with a kind heart and etc. and also to Kohei’s younger brother that is best friends with the 2nd year students from those High Schools (specially Suzuran boys) because they have a lot in common for example they finish their fights without a single scratch or drop of their own blood, and also they still have enough energy to fight more and even to go to a war, plus they always win their fights.

And speaking of Senomon High, Ranamru is the new principal and Hirai and Takano are always there helping him with the students, when they are at Senomon the 3 of them act like parents to the students, they act totally different from the way they act with Doubt. With the students they are more heartwarming and caring, but also a funny fact about Ranmaru is that he is not a normal principal, he as soon as he is done using the speaker he always says “Hirai, how do I turn this off?”, and this is every time, and Hirai helps him. Ranmaru’s favorite students are the 2nd year students because they are mini copies of him, however the 2nd year students are the strongest ones in Senomon and the best fighters and the only ones that don’t need weapons to fight, in fact they are even able to take the weapon out of their opponent’s hands with ease. Which is why Kouei (Kohei’s younger brother) is a 2nd year student and one of the heads/leaders of both 2nd and 1st year students, and lets say kinda helps his older brother leading the 3rd year students alongside him, and not just that also the Mighty Warriors baby, and the chosen one to be the head of their family (Amagai Family) alongside Ryu the head of the Kuryu Group.

And speaking of Kuryu Group, guess who is back? If you said: “famous idols/actors that had abandoned their careers to live (or try) a normal live”. Why on earth were you even thinking of/about it? (In case you really were). The correct answer is: If you said “Kidra”, then you are absolutely correct. Yes, Kidra is back, and so is Chanson Group plus the RedDrum drug and guess what? Kidra is doing the RedDrum drug again and they are doing what they were doing in High&Low The Worst, but this time they are selling to all of the High Schools (even the ones that they sold before, like Oya High and Housen), and now 3 School Alliance involved and Suzuran. And for that and reason (and many others) Chanson Group that is the true enemy.

Oh and it doesn’t stop there! A new gang is rising back from the ashes…They are the Black Rascals, they are basically the emo version of the White Rascals, their leader? The vicious and handsome Yami, which believe it or not is Suzuran’s principal and Rocky’s the White Rascals leader, best friend since they were in kindergarten and still they remain ever since. And is one of the many reasons why the Black Rascals help the White Rascals whenever they need.

#high&low #high and low #High&Lowfic #High&Low fanfic

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i. The Lovers

a) They weren't on the same page and the conversation wasn't going anywhere.

b) Fumiko had planned to speak honestly (...) but she couldn't say it. She felt that saying it would be to admit defeat. (...) -she had her pride (...) So she hadn't spoken honestly. Anyhow ... it was too late.

----- this paragraph hit me more than I would like, for there were many similar incidents in my past that I would change in a heartbeat. The words I never let out because of vanity. Maybe, just maybe if I had said the words, my life would be so different now. But I can't change the past; all I can do is not pay a heavier price for this lesson in my future.

c) 'But what about the things that happen later?' 'I'm not sure what you're saying.' 'From now on ...' Fumiko chose her words. 'From now on - what about the future?' Kazu looked straight at Fumiko. 'Well, as the future hasn't happened yet, I guess that's up to you ...' she said, revealing a smile for the first time.

ii. Husband and wife

a) It wasn't until later that she learned he could barely read or write. When she found out, she asked him how he managed to read all the long letters she wrote to him. Apparently, he just allowed his eyes to wander over them. Then he just wrote in his reply the vague impression he got from this gazing. But with the last letter, after casting his eyes over it, he was overcome with a feeling that he had missed something important. He read it word by word while asking different people to tell him what the words were - hence the long time it took to reply.

You're a nurse, so I can only assume you have already noticed. I have an illness where I forget things.

I imagine that as I keep on losing my memory, you will be able to put aside your own feelings and care for me with the detachment of a nurse, and that you can do that no matter what strange things I say or do even if I forget who you are.

So I ask you never to forget one thing. You are my wife, and if life becomes too hard for you as my wife, I want you to leave me.

You don't have to stay by me as a nurse. if I am no good as a husband, then I want you to leave me. All I ask if that you can do what you can as my wife. We are husband and wife after all. Even if I lose my memory, I want to be together as husband and wife. I cannot stand the idea of us staying together only out of sympathy. This is something I cannot say to your face, so I wrote it in a letter.

c) The destination he made a note of were all the places that he had visited with her.

d) It seemed to her that he knew that her talk about him getting healed was a lie, but it was a lie he wanted to believe. Otherwise, she thought, he wouldn't have said "thank you."

iii) The Sisters

a) Water flows from high places to low places. That is the nature of gravity. Emotions also seem to act according to gravity. When in the presence of someone with whom you have a bond, and to whom you have entrusted your feelings, it is hard to lie and get away with it. The truth just wants to come flowing out. This is especially the case when you are trying to hide your sadness or vulnerability. It is much easier to conceal sadness from a stranger, or from someone you don’t trust.

b) “Thank you.”

She dint know whether that one phrase could contain all these feelings or whether it conveyed how she felt. But every part of her at that moment was invested in those two words.

iv) Mother and Child

a) "I don't know what I should do. I want my child to be happy. how can such a simple wish be so terribly scary?" she cried.

b) People don't see things and hear things as objectively as they might think. The visual and auditory information that enters the mind is distorted by experiences, thoughts, circumstances, wild fancies, prejudices, preferences, knowledge, awareness and countless other workings of the mind.

c) The present hadn't changed - but those two people had. Both Kohtake and Hirai returned to the present with a change heart.

the present dint change for Kohtakem but she banned everyone from using her maiden name and changed her attitude towards Fusagi. She would be with Fusagi to continue being his wife, even though she had vanished from his memory. Hire abandoned her successful bar to rejoin her family. while repairing her relationship with her parents, she was learning the traditional ways of the inn from square one.

d) The magazine piece on the urban legend had started. 'At the end of the day, whether one returns to the past or travel to the future, the present does not change. so it raises the question : just what is the point of that chair?"

But Kazu still goes on believing that, no matter what difficulties people face, they will always have the strength to overcome them, it just takes heart. and if the chair can change someone's heart, it clearly has it's purpose.

But wlth her cool expression she will just say "Drink the coffee before it gets cold."

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pixaho · 9 months

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High & Low Masterlist

MISC...

How SWORD Leaders Are With Their Girly Lover Sannoh Hoodlum With Girlfriends White Rascals With Girlfriends Oya Kou With Girlfriends - 1 Oya Kou With Girlfriends - 2 Rude Boys With Girlfriends Naughty Texts with the Amamiya Brothers Senomon with Girlfriends

SANNOH HOODLUM

COBRA NSFW Alphabet

YAMATO Nothing here yet :)

NOBORU Nothing here yet :)

TETTSUO Nothing here yet :)

DAN Nothing here yet :)

CHIHARU Nothing here yet :)

NAOMI Nothing here yet :)

WHITE RASCALS

ROCKY Date Night Secrets, secrets, and secrets You're Gone

KOO Nothing here yet :)

KIZZY Secrets, secrets, and secrets Date Night NSFW Alphabet I Desire You

KAITO Secrets, secrets, and secrets Date Night I Desire You

AIZAWA Nothing here yet :)

BITO Nothing here yet :)

ENARI Nothing here yet :)

SHIMURA Nothing here yet :)

HEIDI Nothing here yet :)

MARCO Nothing here yet :)

LASSIE Nothing here yet :)

COSETTE Nothing here yet :)

OYA KOU

MURAYAMA Date Night

FURUYA Nothing here yet :)

SEKI Nothing here yet :)

NAKABAYASHI Nothing here yet :)

NAKAKUKI Nothing here yet :)

NAKAZONO Nothing here yet :)

FUJIO Nothing here yet :)

TODOROKI Nothing here yet :)

TSUKASA A Beautiful Disaster

JAMUO Nothing here yet :)

SHIBAMAN Nothing here yet :)

TSUJI Nothing here yet :)

YASUSHI Nothing here yet :)

NAKAGOSHI Nothing here yet :)

RUDE BOYS

SMOKY Nothing here yet :)

TAKESHI Nothing here yet :)

P Nothing here yet :)

LALA Nothing here yet :)

YU Nothing here yet :)

DARUMA IKKA

HYUGA Date Night NSFW Alphabet

SHU KATO Nothing here yet :)

FUTA Nothing here yet :)

AGYO Nothing here yet :)

UNGYO Nothing here yet :)

MUGEN / EX-MUGEN

KOHAKU Nothing here yet :)

TSUKUMO Nothing here yet :)

TATSUYA Nothing here yet :)

AMAMIYA BROTHERS

TAKERU Nothing here yet :)

MASAKI Nothing here yet :)

HIROTO NSFW Alphabet

HOUSEN

SACHIO Nothing here yet :)

EIMEI Nothing here yet :)

SHOJII (SAWAMURA) Nothing here yet :)

ODAJIMA Nothing here yet :)

KENZO Nothing here yet :)

MOJI Nothing here yet :)

SUZURAN

LAO Nothing here yet :)

MERCY Nothing here yet :)

BINZO Nothing here yet :)

MAGOROKU Nothing here yet :)

SETA Nothing here yet :)

KAMUI Nothing here yet :)

NISHIYA Nothing here yet :)

KOMAGATA Nothing here yet :)

SENOMON

AMAGAI Nothing here yet :)

RYO Nothing here yet :)

EBARA

SHOJI Nothing here yet :)

KAMASAKA

REIJI Nothing here yet :)

GANDHI Nothing here yet :)

MIGHTY WARRIORS

ICE Nothing here yet :)

SARAH Nothing here yet :)

PEARL Nothing here yet :)

BERNIE Nothing here yet :)

NINE Nothing here yet :)

DIDDY Nothing here yet :)

DIXIE Nothing here yet :)

RYU Nothing here yet :)

PRISON GANG

JESSIE NSFW Alphabet You're Gone

PHO Nothing here yet :)

BROWN Nothing here yet :)

DOUBT apparently people like Ranmaru... so.. I guess he's added. And Hirai.

RANMARU Nothing here yet :)

HIRAI Nothing here yet :)

M.LIST

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norihisahyuga-archived · 6 years

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The Gangs of High & Low: The Story of Sword: (1/10)

Doubt

#high&low #hl_sword #high & low the story of sword #high & low #hayashi ranmaru #takano masato #hirai #doubt #*g: mine #*g: tgohl

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hansols-yoda-boxers · 3 years

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Camp North Star - August 15th

AFAB!Reader x Hirai Momo x Minatozaki Sana x Park Jihyo

Word Count: 7166

Contents: foursome, truth or dare, fingering, dom!Momo, dom!Jihyo, sub!reader, implied switch!Sana, teasing, hair pulling, use of titles (Mommy, Mistress), use of pet names (baby), breast play, clit stimulation, tribbing, choking, slight scratching, oral (reader receiving), praise, over-stimulation, crying

You dried off your body as you sat up on the deck of the pool in the dark. Momo, Sana, and Jihyo were all climbing out from the evening swim you’d taken. You looked at your watch, knowing that Momo and Sana couldn’t stay out too late, not when Nayeon had so graciously agreed to watch their campers, but only for a bit.

Jihyo threw you each a boogie board to sit on instead of the hard concrete and you relaxed back in the warm August night. A breeze was blowing through but it only carried more hot air, though it felt perfect for drying off.

“That was fun,” Sana chimed. “We should do that more often.”

“We can only get Nayeon to babysit so many times,” Momo chuckled.

“I can only do this sparingly,” Jihyo said. “I mean I don’t think Hongseok would be that mad, but if Seungcheol caught us…”

“I don’t know,” you hummed, laying your towel over the boogie board and sitting on it. “Hongseok is getting to be a bit more of a stick in the mud in his old age.”

“You say that like you didn’t fuck him in his office,” Jihyo laughed.

“Shut up,” you giggled, throwing a stray boogie board at her which she managed to catch anyway.

“Didn’t you say something about the showers after?” Jihyo questioned.

“We didn’t do anything in the showers,” you said, sticking your tongue out at her.

“Yeah,” said Sana. “I’m the only one who gets to fuck them in the showers.” Everyone laughed at her comment.

“That explains why you came back with wet hair the other day.” Momo said.

“At least tonight we have towels,” you chuckled.

“I might have forgotten the towels,” Sana confessed with a sheepish grin, blushing while Jihyo and Momo burst into laughter.

“It’s a good thing you’re cute, Sana,” Momo giggled.

“It’s a good thing Minji was willing to bring us towels,” you chuckled.

“Well luckily everyone can dry off comfortably now,” Jihyo said. “How much later do you guys wanna stay?”

“We still have time,” Momo said. “Nayeon said she would stay until just before lights out, she’s checking the cabins tonight anyway so as long as we’re back by 10 we’re fine.”

“We could play a game,” You offered.

“Ohhhh we could play truth or dare,” Sana said excitedly.

“That ought to be interesting,” Momo chuckled.

“Why not?” you laughed. You could already tell Sana was plotting ideas. She was bound to make it sexual right out of the gate but you didn’t mind all that much. It would at least be fun. You were feeling slightly better now. Things were still far from normal between you and Wonwoo but at the very least you could hold a casual conversation again without it feeling massively awkward or like pulling teeth to get an answer. So that was something.

“So long as it doesn’t get too out of hand,” Jihyo said, chewing on her lip.

“See now you sound like Seungcheol,” Momo teased.

“I do not,” she whined. “I’m fun!”

“Fine, then truth or dare?” Momo asked.

“Truth.”

“Figures.”

Jihyo grabbed a nearby pool noodle to whack Momo. “Just ask me a question.”

“Is it true you guys have orgies in Cabin Hydrus?”

Even in the moonlight you could see Jihyo blush deeply. “I-I wouldn’t call them orgies.”

You and Sana squealed while Momo laughed.

“If you’re all having sex than it’s an orgy,” Momo said.

“Hold on, why was I not invited?” You asked.

“You’re not in the cabin,” Jihyo said.

“Yeah but we’re in the same department,” you whined.

“Okay but you’re in a boat usually,” Sana said. “They like to get wet.”

“Okay okay,” Jihyo said, trying to hush you all a bit. “Momo, truth or dare?”

“Dare because I’m not afraid.”

“Whisper a secret to me.”

“Oh my god, you are getting boring,” Momo said, crawling over to her. You couldn’t hear what she said but you saw the look of surprise that crossed Jihyo’s face as she heard the secret.

“Wait really?” Jihyo asked. Momo nodded with a slight grin.

“What was it?” Sana pouted.

“Sorry, can’t tell you,” Momo giggled. “She should have told me to tell the whole group.” Momo looked at you. “Truth or dare?”

“I’ll go with dare.”

“Take your top off.”

You felt heat rush to your skin as the others giggled. “Hold on, you just had to whisper a secret and I have to take my tits out?”

“You really should be prepared for anything,” She shrugged. “You can switch the truth, but only once.”

“Fine, I’ll do it,” you muttered, pulling down the straps on your bathing suit top. You didn’t look any of them in the eye as you took your arms out of the straps and pushed it down just enough to rest under your breasts, thankful for the warm night so the air didn’t chill you.

You would have thought by this point in the summer this wouldn’t feel so embarrassing and yet…

“Okay, Sana,” you said, very aware of how she was now staring at your chest. “Truth or dare?”

“Hmmmmm truth,” She said.

“Ummm,” you wracked your brain for a good question. “How many times have you faked an orgasm?”

“I never fake an orgasm!” she said. “I want them to know if they do a bad job.”

Momo nudged her hard and gave her a pointed look.

“Okay, well I don’t anymore.”

You and Jihyo snorted.

“Some people just cannot figure out how to get me off, not like it’s that hard,” she muttered. “Anyway, Jihyo, truth or dare?”

“I don’t trust you at all,” Jihyo said.

“That doesn’t answer my question,” Sana grinned. “And you said truth last time.”

“Fine, dare.”

“Perfect,” she smiled brightly. “I dare you to do a pole dance with an imaginary pole.”

Jihyo flushed red, visible even in the darkness, as she stood up. You tried for a moment to forget about how bare you were as you watched her in all of her embarrassment, trying to be sexy while Sana hummed music and Momo giggled. She was quick to sit back down, letting her hair partially fall in her face.

Jihyo said your name. “Truth or dare?”

“I’m going for truth this time,” you said.

“What’s your body count for this summer?”

“Oh geez,” you said, looking up at the sky. “Give me a second.” The girls all giggled as you counted out on your fingers, trying to remember everyone. “Wait is it just sex or anyone I’ve fooled around with?”

“Include anyone you fooled around with,” Said Sana.

“Then, god I think it’s 18?” You said, hoping you weren’t forgetting anyone. “That kinda blows Soonyoung out of the water.”

“Congrats,” snickered Momo. “You’re the resident whore.”

“Shut up,” you laughed, grabbing a wayward pool noodle and whacking her with it as she giggled.

“Your turn, truth or dare?”

“Hmmm dare,” she said.

You grinned. “I dare you to play with your nipples for the rest of the game.”

Sana giggled while Jihyo looked between you two, a little panicked. “See when I said not to get out of hand-”

“You say that like it’s hard,” Momo chuckled, pinching her nipples through her swimsuit top and rolling them slowly, clearly more than happy to be giving herself pleasure. “Sana, truth or dare?”

“Dare,” she said easily.

“Show us a fake orgasm.”

“You guys!” Jihyo hissed.

Sana blushed, biting down on her finger coyly. “You really wanna see it?”

“Oh shut up and do it,” you laughed, nudging her knee with your foot. Jihyo was looking over her shoulder towards the camp building, clearly worried someone would notice your increasingly risque game.

Sana, on the other hand, didn’t seem to care. She rested back on her elbows before letting out a moan, legs rubbing together and squirming as if she was actually experiencing pleasure. You watched as her mouth fell open, brows knitting together and eyes falling closed as her back arched and she let out very convincing moans that climbed higher and higher in her voice.

You couldn’t help the way it sent thrills of arousal through your body. You shifted a little, pressing your thighs together as you watched and listened to her. Out of the corner of your eye you could see Momo pinching her own nipples a little harder and Jihyo biting down on her bottom lip.

Sana drew her knees up close to her, head falling back in a beautiful, high cry as she “finished,” even managing to have her legs shaking a little and letting out heavy breaths as she opened her eyes. Whether she still did it or not in bed, she was very good at it.

“O-Okay,” Said Jihyo. “Maybe not so loud,” she glanced over her shoulder again, trying to shift her thighs inconspicuously. “B-But let’s keep playing.”

“Okay,” purred Sana. “Truth or dare?” Her voice was much more sultry and it was doing you no favours. By the looks of it you weren’t alone in that.

“Uh, dare?” Jihyo said.

Sana grinned, “I dare you to give me a hickey.” Jihyo seemed surprised at the relatively tame request but Momo was eyeing Sana.

“You are such a whore,” she snickered.

“I’ve done nothing,” Sana said innocently, batting her eyelashes as Jihyo crawled towards her. She rested back as Jihyo kissed low on her chest, pushing down the top of her swimsuit before sucking the skin between her lips.

Sana let her head fall back, letting out a moan, you hugged your knees to your chest, shifting again as more heat started to pool between your legs. She was putting on a show now, and you were sure the whole goal was to rile all of you up. It was working too. Somewhere in the back of your mind you questioned how you had become friends with so many people that liked to initiate orgies.

Jihyo pulled back, a fresh, dark bruise blossoming on Sana’s chest. Sana smiled at her cutely.

“Thank you, Mommy.”

You bit down on your lip as you watched Jihyo taking a deep breath, looking like she could just about devour Sana but restraining herself instead and sitting back on her heels.

“Momo,” Jihyo sniffed, regaining her composure. “Truth or dare?”

“I haven’t picked truth yet,” her voice still sounded even but the way she subtly squirmed her body told you she was very much turned on.

Jihyo sighed, thinking for a moment. “Tell us about one of your favourite porn tropes.”

“See that’s a good question,” she smirked. “I really love the ones where a group of girls all gang up on one girl. Sometimes they’re cheerleaders, maybe lifeguards. The all hold down the one girl and make her cum until she can’t think of anything else and it’s the best fuck she’s ever had.”

Whether she was trying to toy with Sana or Jihyo you didn’t know but you did know that it was getting to you. Without warning your brain started swimming in images of the three of them surrounding you, all pleasuring you at once. Your fingers curled into the hem of your swimsuit as more asorual rushed through your body at the sudden but not unwelcome mental images.

What you absolutely could have done without though, was the whimper that escaped your lips.

You quickly looked around at all three of them, feeling heat licking at your skin and suddenly wishing for a cool breeze. None of them said a word about your outburst, but the looks on their faces made it clear they had all heard you.

“Sana,” Momo said. “Truth or dare?”

“Hmm, truth,” she said.

Momo nodded towards you with a smug look on her face. “If you could do anything to them right now, what would you do?”

“H-Hey!” You cried, curling in on yourself. Momo was definitely just trying to mess with you now. Jihyo, however, just bit her lip, invested in whatever Sana was going to say.

“I just want to eat them out,” she smirked, though her voice was sweet. “I only got such a little taste last time. I just want to push them back and hold their legs open and taste them. I want them dripping on my tongue. I want to know just how wet they’ve been getting watching everything.”

You knew that Sana knew she was making it worse. You did your best to hold still but something about having others around emboldened her. She was far less sweet and far more teasing. You could feel the others with their eyes on you even though your gaze was locked with Sana’s.

Heat licked at your skin as it curled down your spin. You knew you were wet at this point, though your body had long dried from the pool. But the more they talked the more your need grew, even if you were determined to hide just how much everything was affecting you.

“Does that sound good to you?” Sana asked sweetly.

“It sounds fine.” Your voice was so breathy and obviously turned on it wasn’t even funny. Sana looked so very proud of herself as Momo and Jihyo regarded you with the gazes of lionesses just waiting to pounce on their prey.

“Truth or dare?” Sana asked sweetly.

There was no good option at this point.

“Dare?”

A smirk curled Sana’s lips. “I dare you to finger yourself.”

It was a mark of how much the mood had shifted that nobody giggled. Jihyo looked mildly surprised, though more interested in if you would actually do it. Momo was unphased, only expectant.

You felt your skin burning as you looked down.

“C-Come on,” you mumbled. “You already made me half strip.”

“Well if you’re going to forfeit,” Sana said.

“That’d be no fun,” Momo added. “Sana even showed us a fake orgasm.”

“You made Momo play with her nipples,” Sana said.

“Okay,” you said. You spread your legs just the smallest bit, hyper aware of the way they were watching you. You bit down on your lip as you pushed your hand into your swimsuit bottoms. One hand came up to hold your breast, if for no other reason than to cover you a little bit. You slipped your hand down until your fingers found your clit, biting back the moan that threatened to leave your lips at the touch. Of course you were already wet and sensitive, of course it was going to be harder to keep yourself quiet now.

“Wh-Who wants to be-”

“Hold on,” Jihyo stopped you from moving the game along. Apparently she wanted in on the fun now too. “Are you fingering yourself or just touching yourself?”

“I-I”

“Oh naughty,” Sana chided. “The dare was to finger yourself.”

“I know that,” you mumbled. They were all shifting a little closer now, watching you intently. You couldn’t meet anyone’s eyes, feeling a mix of embarrassment and excitement from all the attention. Some part of you wanting even more and your mind refusing to stop playing images of them taking you all at once. Your own finger slid lower. You were still covering yourself shyly as much as you could as you pressed the finger into your heat.

No amount of lip biting or self control could stop the moan that left your lips. Each of them pressed even closer to you as you stopped moving your finger, face burning and butterflies in your stomach. Jihyo reached out to touch you, rubbing your thigh soothingly.

“Sh-Should we move on?” You asked quietly, already knowing the game was long gone from everyone’s minds.

“You’ve barely shown us anything,” Momo said. “You need to properly finger yourself.”

“You need to let us see,” Sana smirked, settling right next to you, her hand landing on your knee. Your body tensed a little but Jihyo hushed you and as you relaxed the two of them pulled your legs apart to see you properly as you slowly curled your finger inside yourself, only doing so halfheartedly and trying to make sense of your overwhelming feelings. You were embarrassed beyond belief but you also couldn’t deny that the ways they were looking at you, the light touches of Sana’s and Jihyo’s fingers, the attention, was turning you on even more. It had you clenching around your finger.

It was no secret to yourself that you wanted this to continue.

“Looks like one part of your suit didn’t quite dry,” Momo murmured. Her fingers reached out to trace the edge of your swimsuit at the apex of your thigh. You took in a sharp breath at the feeling, some part of your brain wondering if you should outright ask them for more.

“I-I It’s still wet,” you mumbled.

“Are you sure it’s still wet?” Jihyo purred, leaning in a little closer to your ear. “Are you sure it’s not freshly wet?”

“It’s- I mean-”

“It’s not very nice to lie to us,” Momo added, sounding more stern than Jihyo had.

“I think we’ll need to see for ourselves.” Sana added.

It wasn’t as if you didn’t know what she was getting at, or where this seemed to be headed. Still, you looked at Sana with wide eyes at her suggestion as Momo hooked her fingers into the waist of your swimsuit bottoms. Sana simply gave you a smirk and Momo looked up at you expectantly. You looked over at Jihyo and she brought her hand up to caress your cheek.

“Can you show us?” She asked softly, really looking to see if you wanted to continue. You nodded slowly for her and she grinned.

Momo pulled off the bottoms of your swimsuit and you let your hand fall away, pulling your finger away from your core. Jihyo shifted partially behind you, pulling off the top of your swimsuit and leaving you bare as they spread your legs again. Each of them let out a moan or whine at the sight of your body and your glistening core. You only took a quick peek at your own pussy before looking away, unable to shake the shyness nor the embarrassment and very aware that they only made you hornier.

“You look so pretty,” Sana moaned, fingers dragging through your folds and sparking pleasure inside you. Jihyo sat behind you, leaning you back against her as Momo ran her fingers over your thighs.

“Fuck, and you got me all turned on, too,” you said, breathiness finally showing in her voice.

“You two could put on a nice little show for them,” Jihyo murmured. “I think I need to help them with their fingering technique.”

Momo was almost rough as she grabbed Sana’s hair, earning a moan from Sana as she pulled her closer. You watched Momo strip off her swimsuit in the moonlight, throwing it aside. Your eyes couldn’t help but rove over her form, the way her hair cascaded down her back, the swell of her breasts, down to her waist and the curve of her hips as she seated herself, spreading her legs and pulling Sana closer.

Sana kissed her feverishly, wasting no time in sinking two fingers into Momo’s awaiting core. Momo let out a moan, knee falling to the side so you could see just what Sana was doing as she started to finger her.

“They look good, don’t they,'' Jihyo hummed, her hand wrapped around you and her fingers found your clit, teasing you lazily.

“Th-They do,” you whimpered, squirming in her grasp. You were already very turned on and the pressure she put on your small bundle of nerves was easily making you wetter and needier. Your whole body felt hot as you melted back into her, desiring nothing more than more of her touch.

Jihyo brought a hand up to your chest.

“You and Sana are turning out to be a lot of fun,” she purred. “Momo is certainly enjoying her.”

Momo let out a moan, her fingers tangled firmly in Sana’s hair as her head fell back. She pushed Sana’s head down roughly and Sana took one of Momo’s nipples into her mouth, sucking on it. Her fingers curled into Momo quickly and you could imagine, could remember how good it felt.

“And you're just too cute,” Jihyo teased. You let out a whimper as she tugged on your nipple, fingers pressing a little harder against your clit and circling just a little faster. Not fully giving you what you craved.

“You are so adorable when you get shy,” She said, making you look away from her. “Even now when I’ve got your legs open. You’re all spread out to the world and you’re still being shy for me. It’s just precious.”

Her words were only turning you on more as you squirmed, trying to rock you hips against her hand for more. The sight in front of you was incredibly arousing, and the way Jihyo moved her fingers had tension building in your body already. Even still, your core was very aware of what it was missing and you found your hands curling into the towel under you as you wondered if Jihyo would try and tell you off for fingering yourself.

“You’ve got such cute tits,” she hummed, tugging on your nipple again. “Does it feel good when I get a little rough with you?”

“Mhm,” you hummed.

“Come on,” she said, squeezing your breast roughly. “You know I have a title.”

“Y-Yes Mommy,” the words dripped from your lips just the way arousal dripped from your cunt. The word managed to turn you on even more, something about the feeling of it leaving your lips was making your head spin. You were starting to feel desperate, squirming more in her grasp as the tension in your body built slowly, but not as fast as you wanted it.

“Very good,” Jihyo hummed. “You should look at your cute little pussy, baby.”

You whined at the pet name, somehow even in this state your brain still had the capacity for shame, though you were sure it wouldn’t take too long before that was gone too. Still, you looked down at your pussy just as she said. Even the moonlight you could see how much her touch was affecting you, already a little swollen from her teasing.

It just made you want to cum even more. Momo’s moans and curses weren’t letting up and Sana was letting out moans of her own, particularly each time Momo pulled her hair. Her ass and thighs kept shifting and rolling as they searched for some kind of friction while she fucked Momo with her fingers.

Their sounds were filling your mind and making you clench around the utter nothing in your cunt. Even though you could get to your high eventually, it was clear Momo was getting closer to hers and you were still frustratingly far from your own, wanting Jihyo to go a little harder, a little faster, instead of taking her time.

You reached a hand between her legs. There was no way she wouldn’t notice, but maybe-

Jihyo grabbed your wrist sharply, pulling your hand away.

“What do you think you’re doing?” She asked.

“I w-want to cum,” you mumbled pitifully.

“So I’m not doing a good job?” She questioned.

“N-No you-”

“You have to do it yourself? I’m not treating you well?”

“N-No th-that’s not- I-I just wanted-” You were shrinking into her, complete putty in her hands now. She was making you feel good, just not fast enough. “I-I want to cum now.”

“I see,” she said. For a moment you were afraid she would pull away and you thought it might just make you cry if she didn’t give you any more attention. But her hand came back to your clit, rubbing much more roughly as her other hand moved to play with your other nipple roughly.

“I’m so nice to you, baby,” she said. “I’ll make you cum. I’ll make sure we keep you cumming until I think you’ve had enough. Does that sound good?”

“Y-Yes Mommy,” you moaned, back arching as tension started through your body, winding you tight. Jihyo’s fingers teased your nipple roughly and her hand didn’t let up on your clit.

“You’re going to cum for me just like this,” she said. “I’m not putting anything inside of you. Your greedy little pussy will just have to wait.”

“Mhm,” your whine was high in your voice as your hips ground and rolled up against her fingers. Your eyes squeezed shut but you could hear Momo moaning out as she came on Sana’s fingers.

“And you’ll be grateful for every orgasm we give you, tonight,” Jihyo said, warning in her tone.

“Yes Mommy,” you breathed, feeling your whole body pulling tight, every muscle tensed as she brought you right to your edge.

“Then cum for me, baby.”

You cried out as you came, legs trembling but you managed to hold them open. You hips ground in circles as she kept teasing your clit and tugging roughly on your nipples while pleasure washed over you, enveloping your senses.

“Th-Thank you, Mommy,” you already knew you had made a mistake tonight and you didn’t want to make more. Her fingers kept teasing you, though much slower. It was still enough to have you jolting and squirming and whimpering in her grasp as she looked up at Momo and Sana.

“Momo,” she called.

You opened your eyes, seeing Momo smirking at you. “Yes?”

“I’d love some time to play with Sana,” Jihyo said. “But they’re just so desperate to keep cumming.” She squeezed your thighs. “They nearly started touching themselves. Do you think you can come over here and help them?”

“Of course,” Momo grinned, releasing Sana’s hair. Jihyo moved away and you managed to sit up as Momo came over and took her place. She was gentle as she rested her legs on either side of you but you knew it wouldn’t last long with how she was with Sana. You bit down on your lip, holding in your whimpers as she dragged her nails over your skin while you watched Jihyo pull off her swimsuit, instructing Sana to do the same. Sana scrambled to follow her lead as you felt Momo’s fingers trail towards your core.

Jihyo gently sat Sana back and spread her legs. You bit down on your lip as you watched Jihyo lower herself onto Sana, starting to grind her pussy against Sana’s and holding onto her leg for support. Sana let out a cute, whiny moan, while Jihyo let out a low groan, leaning forwards to stick a finger in Sana’s mouth and murmuring something to her that you couldn’t hear.

You gasped as you felt Momo spreading your lower lips with one hand and finding you clit with the other. She looked down over your shoulder as she tapped her fingers against your clit quickly. Even though it wasn’t too rough you were already sensitive and the sensation made you squirm and whimper and grip her thighs for support.

“Oh, so sensitive,” Momo teased, rubbing your clit before tapping it again. “It was naughty of you to try and play with yourself.”

“I-I know,” you whimpered.

“Now you better be good for us, can you do that? Can you be good for Mommy and Mistress?”

“Y-Yes Mistress,” you gasped taking her cue. Your legs threatened to close but Momo wasn’t having it.

“Keep them open,” she growled. “I want to see how swollen your pretty little cunt gets when I make you cum.”

“Y-Yes M-Mistress,” You managed, your voice only getting whinier.

“Maybe I should make you cum just like this? What would you say?” She was toying with you, you knew it. But you also knew better than to be a brat at the moment.

“Th-Th- I would- I’d say thank y-you, M-Mistress,” you whimpered, your hips trying to pull away from the quick taps against your sensitive clit. Each one sending an intense jolt of pleasure through your body. But you could only back up into Momo. You had to take it, even though it was already intense and you were only just starting to build to your second orgasm.

“Good job, baby,” she hummed. “Is that what you want?”

You squirmed and whined. Was it a trick or could you actually tell her that your pussy was so frustratingly empty. That you needed something in it.

“You can tell me the truth,” she murmured.

“I-I want s-something inside me,” you moaned, letting out a squeal as her taps got a little bit rougher.

“I can do that for you, baby,” she purred. Finally her fingers relented, one hand slipping down to your core and easily pressing two fingers into you. You moaned out embarrassingly loudly as she curled his fingers into you. After so much waiting the feeling of being full of something was so welcome. Momo’s other hand came up your body and you gasped as she wrapped it around your throat.

“Why don’t you watch the show while I fuck you,” Momo said, squeezing your throat lightly as you brought your eyes up to look at Sana and Jihyo.

Sana’s head had fallen back and her chest was heaving as she gripped Jihyo’s hips. She looked as if she was just on her edge. Though her fake moans had been good, they were nothing compared to the whines and cries falling off her lips now.

Jihyo was grinding down on her hard, moans cascading off her own lips between cooing at Sana and the look of pleasure on her face. She had Sana’s leg up in the air, holding onto it for support while the other rested on Sana’s waist as she chased her high.

You moaned, clenching around Momo’s fingers as they started to fuck into you fast. There was no gentleness to it, moving quickly and nipping at your ear playfully when you let out a broken moan.

“Is this what you wanted?” She teased.

“F-Fuck,” your eyelids were heavy as your body started to tense again. Your legs were already shaking and you were clenching around her fingers as she brought you towards your second orgasm. Momo’s hand squeezed around your throat and your eyes flew open.

“What was that?” She growled.

“Y-Yes Mistress. Thank you M-Mistress,” you whined quickly, trying to save face.

“You just can’t quite behave today, can you?” Momo said. Her hand dropped from your neck as Sana started to cum, crying out and shaking underneath Jihyo who was still grinding on her hard.

Momo’s fingers were relentless, fucking into your fast and rough and making your own legs shake. She brought her other hand down to your clit and you cried out as she started to rub it roughly, only able to press back into her as the intense feeling coursed through your body and you squeezed your eyes shut.

“Poor baby, are you too sensitive for this? Did I make your poor little cunt too sensitive?” She cooed.

You nodded, unable to give her proper words in response. But you just heard Momo chuckle as you squirmed and wriggled in her grasp.

“That’s too bad, I’m not done with you yet.”

Curses and moans fell off your lips at the nearly overwhelming feeling as she played with your clit just as roughly as her fingers fucked you. Your body tensed as you got close to your edge again. You could hear Jihyo’s moans as she came, which only made you clench around Momo’s fingers more. She nipped at your neck.

“Come on, baby.” She murmured. “Cum again, cum for me.”

You cried out, unable to keep your legs open as your body released. Pleasure coursed through you and you shook from the force of your orgasm, grasping at the towel beneath you and squeezing your eyes shut as Momo brought you through your orgasm.

You were tired and twitching when she finally let up. She was gentle as she pushed your legs open again, only to start tapping her fingers against your clit again.

You couldn’t tell if it was harder than before but it didn’t matter. You were so sensitive that the feeling was verging on painful, but not quite. Even if it was a lot, it still felt good.

“Th-Th- Thank you M-M-Mistress,” you managed as Sana and Jihyo came closer.

“I hope you know I’m not done with you yet,” Momo murmured as she let you lay back on the towel. Sana and Jihyo came to sit on either side of you and you gently reached out to touch them both, finding a spot on each of their thighs as you looked up at Jihyo.

“Can you handle some more, baby?” Jihyo asked.

You nodded, your brain struggling to form words. The nod seemed good enough for her though as she threw some sort of glance at Momo. You felt her push your legs back, opening them wide as you laid on your back and you whimpered, already knowing what was coming.

“Shhh,” Jihyo hushed you as she took your hand, rubbing soothing circles into the back of it. “You’re doing so well.”

“And you look so pretty,” Sana added, lying down with you to kiss at your neck. “I still wanna taste you,” she hummed against your skin.

Your mind spun at the idea. You weren’t sure you could handle that much more, but for as overwhelming as it felt, it was also so good. You hadn’t felt this good in a while and you knew when they were done with you you would feel so utterly satisfied.

Sana kissed down to take one of your nipples into her mouth as Momo pressed three fingers into you and drew her tongue over your over-sensitive clit.

Your body jolted and tried to buck up against her as you cried out from the intensity. Momo held you down as she started fingering you quickly again, her tongue lapping over your clit and sending shockwaves through your body each time she did.

Jihyo leaned down over you. “You poor thing, I bet you’re so sensitive now.”

“Y-Yes M-Mommy,” you gasped, gazing up at her. You moaned, back arching off the ground as she took your unattended nipple between her fingers and started rolling it.

“I know, baby,” she cooed. “But you are just so much fun to play with. You sound so cute.”

“You’re so soft,” Sana murmured against you before sucking on your nipple again.

Jihyo threaded her free hand into your hair gently, tilting your head to look at her.

“If it’s too much, just tell me,” her voice was a little more serious. You knew she was checking again, making sure they weren’t pushing you too far. Despite how overwhelming the touch was starting to feel each oragsm that they brought you was better. And your sensitive body was so much faster now, already you could feel the tightening in your core, your body getting tense as your third orgasm approached.

“I-I like it, M-Mommy,” you moaned.

Jihyo smirked down at you, tugging your nipple a little more roughly. “Perfect, baby.”

You panted and moaned and took in the sounds they made. Sana’s were quiet, small sighs and whimpers against your skin, punctuated by words.

“You’re so pretty,” she hummed. “I want to taste you so bad. Everything about you is so divine.”

Her praise only had you clenching around Momo’s fingers more as they fucked into you. Momo let out moans against your core, if only to send the vibrations careening through your nearly fucked out body. She seemed to like it when you squirmed or bucked your hips, holding you still with more force.

The lewd, wet sounds of her fingers fucking you and her tongue lapping at your clit was only adding to everything you were feeling. Your fingers curled around the towel, your other hand grabbing at Sana and holding her close as your body trembled and you managed to look up at Jihyo.

“Are you going to cum for us again, baby?” She grinned.

You could only manage to nod at her, no words forming in your head. Jihyo still played with your hair sweetly.

“Good, cum for us baby.”

You let out a broken cry as you came on Momo’s fingers again. Your cunt squeezed around them tightly as she sucked at your clit. Your eyes rolled back and your back tried to arch up, stopped only by Sana pressing you down as she kept sucking at your nipple. Jihyo played with your other nipple teasing it as you rode through your orgasm until you were twitching and gasping, eyes unable to open.

Momo pulled away from you gently and you laid there, panting as Sana moved away too. Very gently, Jihyo lifted you up a little, laying you back on her but not fully sitting you up, lounging back. You felt Sana pushing your legs up and you whimpered, head lolling to one side. You knew she wanted to taste you but you didn’t know if you could take another orgasm.

Jihyo pressed a kiss under your ear as she and Momo pulled your thighs back until they were nearly flush with your chest.

“All you have to say is stop,” she whispered to you. You felt Sana pressing kisses near your core and Momo trailing her fingers over your legs and hips, but they all gave you a moment to think. You managed to open your eyes, gazing down at Sana’s sweet, hopeful expression and feeling arousal course through you.

How were you still needy? You didn’t know. But you did love the attention they were showering you in. It was so nice, felt so good. You bit your lip, taking in the sight of how swollen your pussy was from so much stimulation.

“Just a little more,” you mumbled.

Momo pressed close to you, lips brushing against yours and pressing your thigh more firmly against you as Sana pressed her face closer, her tongue dipping into your dripping core.

“I thought so,” She murmured. “You’re still needy, aren’t you?”

Jihyo chuckled. “Poor baby can’t get enough of us.”

You whimpered and moaned at the feeling of Sana’s tongue starting to fuck into you. The fact that she was moaning as she did so only made it that much worse. The vibration rushed through your body and you trembled from them as Jihyo and Momo continued to tease you.

“You knew it was a bad idea to try and touch yourself,” Jihyo said.

“That was naughty of you,” Momo added, lips just out of reach for a kiss. “And all we did was give you pleasure.”

You cried out, fully meeting her eye as the fingers of her free hand found one of your nipples. She tugged on it roughly before rolling and pinching it between her fingers quickly. You felt yourself clenching around Sana’s tongue as she fucked it into you.

“You are so lucky,” Momo smirked.

“Y-Yes Mistress,” you gasped.

“We’ll keep being nice to you,” Jihyo murmured. “One more orgasm.”

She waited for a moment and though you whimpered at the thought you didn’t protest. The two of them chuckled as Jihyo’s hand slid down your body.

“I knew they were needy,” Momo grinned.

“Such a needy baby,” Jihyo added as her fingers reached your clit and started rubbing, fast and rough.

The sound that made it past your lips was somewhere between a moan and a scream. The feeling was so intense. Sana’s tongue curling into you, Momo’s fingers playing with your sensitive nipples, and Jihyo toying with your poor clit again. Waves of pleasure were washing through you in an overwhelming way as your body jerked and squirmed in their grasp.

Momo dropped her lips to kiss at your neck and chest while Jihyo nipped at your ear.

“This is just what you wanted, right?” She teased. “The center of attention, everyone making you cum until you can’t think straight?”

“Y-Y-Y-” Words refused to form on your tongue but Jihyo seemed to understand you.

“Exactly what you wanted,” her fingers moved even faster and you felt your eyes rolling back then squeezing shut as tears started to prick them. “To be fucked senseless.”

Your body shook as every part of you tensed. The force of your impending release was almost frightening but also so welcoming as stars started bursting behind your eyes.

“Cum for us again baby, just like you wanted. Cum for us and show us just how well we’ve ruined you.”

You nearly screamed out as you came. Momo and Jihyo held your legs open, Jihyo’s fingers and Sana’s tongue not letting up, nor did Momo as your release crashed over you, nearly knocking you out. You felt your world tilting and you head felt fuzzy as your body shook and jerked and squirmed while pleasure completely sucked you under.

A few tears slipped from your eyes and Jihyo pulled her hands away. Momo and Sana followed suit. You couldn’t open your eyes as you tried to steady your breathing, babbling out a series of “thank yous” as Jihyo turned you onto your side to cuddle into her chest.

“Good job,” she hummed, rubbing your back. “That was such a good job.”

You felt Sana and Momo’s hands on you two, touching you soothingly as your body shook.

“That was so perfect,” Sana murmured, leaving a series of kisses along your skin.

“You took everything so well for us,” Momo added.

You snuggled into Jihyo's chest more, trying to keep calm while the intensity of it pushed you towards tears. Jihyo pressed a kiss to your head, seeming to read you well.

“You can cry if you need to,” she said softly. You shook your head and she chuckled while an alarm went off. Sana looked around, finding her phone in her bag.

“Oh crap, it’s 10.”

You managed to look up as Momo looked at you worriedly. “We have to go.”

“It’s okay,” your voice was a bit rough as you managed to speak.

Momo gave your thigh a squeeze and Sana kissed your nose as they scrambled to get their things back on before they headed to their cabin. You sat up and Jihyo followed you, not letting you sit up yet.

“Hold on,” she said. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” you said, trying to push the swell of emotions down.

Jihyo held your jaw gently, looking at you a little more intently. You felt everything rushing back up to the surface and your face scrunched up as you started to cry.

“I-I’m sorry,” you blubbered as she pulled you against her chest.

“It’s alright,” she soothed, rubbing your back. “That was intense. Just let it all out. You can come stay the night with me if you want.”

“Yes, please,” you sniffled, clinging to her and nuzzling your head into her neck.

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hyugaruma · 9 months

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H&L: Annoying Things They Do

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re: their annoying habbits

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Cobra, Yamato, Noboru - Walking down the middle of the sidewalk, all three in a line, taking up the entire walkway

Rocky - Walking slow, even if there’s people behind him

Murayama - Talking during a movie, even at the theatre

Hyuga - Not replacing the toilet paper roll

Also Hyuga… - Leaving the toilet seat up

Masaki - Talking with his mouth full of food

Ice - Wearing, like, way too much cologne

Sarah - Eating someone else’s leftovers without asking

Jesse - Always running late

Brown - Putting an empty food container back in the cabinet or fridge

Ranmaru - Manspreading…

Hirai - Constantly re-asking the same questions, and never remembering the answers to them

Takano - Tapping his foot

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chaoticriderlessb · 30 days

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My nerdy-and-possibly-coming-down-with-a-cold ass: Aaalright, I've finally gotten around to rewatching "Kamen Rider: Build", for the second time...and hopefully, this time around, I can actually finish it. I was planning on rewatching "Fourze" and "Ex-Aid", next, however....

🦇🎻🥀 Kiva 🥀🎻🦇: Oi, oi! Why not check out me, next, eh 💗? We have Otoya Kurenai 🎶!

😈🔴🔵⚫🟡 Den-O 🟡⚫🔵🔴😈: Uh, no way! You should check us out, next, Emjei. We're way funnier! And chaotic! Save that time-traveling, romance clown for last. Besides, they're full of vampires! You said you were over that phase!

🦇🎻🥀 Kiva 🥀🎻🦇: 'Clown'?! You're the one who will just confuse her with all of your...everything! Emjei-chan, you like our aesthetics, right? And you'll adore our cast! We just know it! Ooh! And, we have a dog! You love dogs!

😈🔴🔵⚫🟡 Den-O 🟡⚫🔵🔴😈: Puh-leeze. She'll like our cast, even more! We'll make her laugh harder, too! And, we have a train in the sky! A train in the sky!

🍊🗡️🍋‍🟩 Gaim 🍋‍🟩🗡️🍊: Oi, oi! She told us that we were next on the list! Our leading actor was in her favorite street-fighting series!

Me: I distinctly remember there being a "could" in there, somewhere, in that sentence....

♦️♣️♥️♠️ Blade ♠️♥️♣️♦️: Hah?! She told us that we were next! Where have you been?!

🚀🐇🎮 Fourze, Build, Ex-Aid 🎮🐇🚀: *can only watch on in confusion and disbelief* ....Are we just...like...rotten milk, or something?

Me: *forces her way past the other Kamen Rider shows on her list* Don't worry, boys. You guys are still my top 3-!

🦇🎻🥀 Kiva 🥀🎻🦇: *pulls her back* Emjei-chan, you'll watch us, next, after Build, right? We'll take care of you! Chu~ ♡! Much better than those boys in that DOUBT gang in "HiGH & LOW", trust us!

Hirai: Oi!!

Takano: Why are we being dragged into this....?

Ranmaru: *rolls eyes, not caring in the slightest*

😈🔴🔵⚫🟡 Den-O 🟡⚫🔵🔴😈: *clearly offended* Oh, you're gonna start kissing up to her, now, eh?? Kiva!!

Worried Me whilst being pulled and fought over: I've fallen right into a wonderland of trouble...haven't I....? Oi, Kiva! Enough with the kisses! Geez!

🚀🪐🌌 Fourze 🌌🪐🚀: *to Build and Ex-Aid, in concern* Uh...should we help her?....

🩷🎮💚 Ex-Aid 💚🎮🩷: No, thank you!

🐇🤖🐲🖤 Build 🖤🐲🤖🐇: ....No, let her suffer. She brought this onto herself. *Ex-Aid nods in agreement*

Me: Fantastic. There's help...and then, there's you lot! 💢

(To the Kamen Rider fandom, out there, please assist this still-KR-newbie on figuring out which to check out, next, after I eventually finish 'Build' 🙏🏻)

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otakusparkle · 3 years

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Identity V Butai (Stageplay) Poster from Episode 1 - 3 & 'Extra stage'

Episode 1 (What to draw)

It's about how Survivor and Hunter got to the Manor, the 'life' inside the Manor, and ofc Aesop and Joseph because they are the center characters. This episode had 2 PoV, Survivor side and Hunter side.

Episode 1 song list :

Survivor side (DIAGNOSIS)

Hunter side (DESTINY)

Episode 2 (Double Down)

It's about Blackjack mode. There are 3 groups with each has center characters. A group is Emma and Robbie. B group is Naib and Jack. C group is Kevin and Michiko. Instead of being 'enemies' Survivor and Hunter need to work together to win. This episode had 3 PoV, accordingly to each group set.

Episode 2 song list :

Main theme (High & Low)

Episode 3 (Cry for The Moon)

It's about Mary, who is a new Hunter. She was shock about the 'new life' she receive in the Manor are very different from her expectation. Eli want to help her, but instead Mary was mad and trapped Eli inside of her mirror world. This episode had 2 PoV, Survivor side and Hunter side.

Episode 3 song list :

Survivor side (Ikite (Alive))

Hunter side (Acclamation)

Extra stage

It's 'fan meeting' stage. We can see the cast performing, getting interviewed, and ofc they're playing Identity V just like at tournament. Fyi, Postman (Victor Grantz) actor, Suzuki Yota, are a Hunter main, his rank is Hydra. One of the few reason why we can see alot of 'Hydra Postman' or 'True demon of Victor' meme. In this stage, Suzuki-san is a guest star that playing as Hunter while the other cast playing as Survivor, in order to defeat him.

Cast :

Survivor

Fujimi Reimi (Gardener/Emma Woods)

Suzuki Mayuri (Doctor/Emily Dyer)

Tanaka Toshihiko (Lawyer/Freddy Riley)

Ishikawa Ryutaro (Thief/Kreacher Pierson)

Tachibana Ryo (Lucky Guy)

Yamada Miki (Coordinator/Martha Behamfil)

Tsuboi Miku (Mechanic/Tracy Reznik)

Kawakami Eriko (Minds Eye/Helena Adams)

Tanaka Kohei (Cowboy/Kevin Ayuso)

Saikawa Koji (Mercenary/Naib Subedar)

Chiba Mizuki (Seer/Eli Clark)

Hirai Yuuki (Embalmer/Aesop Carl)

Suga Kyosuke (Prospector/Norton Campbell)

Peach (Priestest/Fiona Gilman)

Otowa Mikako (Enchantress/Patricia Dorval)

Claus (Wilding/Murro)

Seto Keita (Acrobat/Mike Morton)

Suzuki Yota (Postman/Victor Grantz)

Isono Dai (Gravekeeper/Andrew Kreiss)

Anasawa Yusuke (Prisoner/Luca Balsa)

Hunter

Igarashi Keisuke (Photographer/Joseph Desaulnier)

Narumatsu Yoshihiko (The Ripper/Jack)

Kunishima Naoki (White Guard/Xie Bi'an

Agata Goki (Black Guard/Fan Wujiu)

Maugeen Kenji (Evil Reptilian/Luchino Diruse)

Arata Hino (Feaster/Hastur)

Watanabe Daiki (Axe Boy/Robbie White)

Itsuki Otaki (Geisha/Michiko)

Daigo Cecile (Bloddy Queen/Mary)

Yamatani Katsumi (Mad Eyes/Burke Lapadura)

Mori Ippei (Hell Ember/Leo Beck)

Official website :

Official Twitter :

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kaymarie-bell · 3 years

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I finally got the Anthology Comic vols. 1 & 2

and tell me why I had to get through the process of making an account in amazon jp, paying for international shipping, waiting for my package to arrive, and spending almost an entire hour translating a single chapter to get some Diasomnia content-

just to cry bc of that one chapter where

Malleus finally receives an invitation-

for it to end like that? 😭😭😭😭

edit: here's a rough summary

hold up let me add some low quality pics of a high quality boy

also this particular chapter was created by

平井るな (Hirai Runa)

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland malleus #malleus draconia #twisted wonderland spoilers #ig?#twst malleus #twst anthology comic #is this even coherent? idk at this point I'm upset/hj #give my boy a break he never wins damn 😔#he was so excited too #I mean we got some Diasomnia moments but at what cost #don't ask me about the other chapters I went straight to the one that looked like a Malleus centric one 😭#the books look so pretty tho #and the Magical Archives one is 🔥🔥🔥#idk if someone alredy posted about this one but I needed to share it bc it HURT me #shoutout to the artist for making malleus look so pretty btw #also shoutout to Sebek and Silver for doing the most to cheer Malleus up #kay shouts into the void

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Sugar and Mice

Mice are the most commonly used animal model for studying human disease due to their genetic similarities to humans and the ease of manipulating their genome. Although direct conclusions about humans can’t be drawn from the models, they're a useful tool. Researchers in Japan recently used a mouse model to study the effects of a high-sugar diet on psychiatric disorders, namely bipolar disorder and schizophrenia, in adolescents. Those mice who had certain susceptibility genes for psychiatric disorders and an excessive sugar intake displayed mental disorder-like symptoms, such as decreased working memory and hyperactivity. Accumulations of fibrin (shown in white), a substance essential for blood clotting, were also found in the blood vessels (the wishbone-like shape) in the mouses’ brains, indicating a problem. Continual use of low-dose aspirin prevented the development of severe disease.

Written by Katy Pallister

Image from work by Shinobu Hirai and colleagues

Sleep Disorders Project, Department of Psychiatry and Behavioral Sciences, Tokyo Metropolitan Institute of Medical Science, Tokyo, Japan

Image originally published with a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International (CC BY 4.0)

Published in Science Advances, November 2021

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haneybun123 · 4 years

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Twice’s S/O Giving Them a Massage After Work (some smut)

A/N: thank you anon for the request! hope I did it justice.

this is a long post so it’ll be under the cut.

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Nayeon / Im Nayeon

- Nayeon loved things like this. bringing scenes into your sex life always made things more interesting. this time, she had texted to ask you to prepare your dining table for a massage. you had covered the table with a cloth, lit some candles to surround the table with, you had even gone out of your way to buy some massage oil. she knocked the door, thanking you for doing this for her.

- she undressed, got herself on the table, and you casually flirted with her as you began to oil her down. as your scene continued you began to get more flirty, commenting on how soft her skin was and how you rarely get clients as beautiful as her as she moaned at your touch.

“fuck, you’re good at this.” she exclaimed as you reached her lower back, “it feels so good there.” at this point, Nayeon was saying exactly what she did in bed to see if she could get you to crack. you could see her inner thighs at this angle and it was clear she was incredibly wet. but, you decided to carry on anyway.

as you moved to massage her thighs, she begins to start whimpering. at this point it was really getting to you. so, you moved your hands to between her legs, “Miss Im, do you want me to carry on with your massage or would you rather I just touch you here?”

Jeongyeon / Yoo Jeongyeon

- Jeongyeon, whilst she really appreciated the break, was clearly missing being with her members. everyday she tuned into their promotions with you, sending videos of herself cheering them on to the groupchat. she loved being at home with you of course but she clearly loves the stage. you decided, to make her feel better, you would have a day where you could spoil her.

- you started by going shopping together, you ate out at some greasy food place she usually isn’t allowed to eat at, modelled everything you bought, watched some TV over some food. then, you had an idea.

“let me give you a massage.” you said, looking over at her shoked face, “it will help you feel relaxed! I know you’re just waiting for TWICE to show up on TV.” you read her like a book and her face showed she knew she’d been caught.

“you’re right... I suppose that could help.” she put her plate down and turned so her back was to you, lifting her hair out of the way. as you began to work at her muscles you could see her becoming more relaxed by the second. you chuckled smugly to yourself. you both knew each other way too well. “ok, it’s working, don’t get so smug.” she laughed.

“thank you, y/n. you always know what to do to cheer me up.”

Momo / Hirai Momo

- as the women who invented dancing, her muscles can get very sore. she works hard to give ONCE beautiful choreography so she can get some sore muscles sometimes but she’s always been too shy to ask you to do something like that.

- after practicing a pretty demanding choreography (something like Cry For Me or More and More) she was feeling pretty sore. she was rubbing her thigh muscles when you asked if she wanted a massage. literal heart eyes for you right there and then.

you had both moved to the bedroom, turned the lights down low, and lit some candles so she could properly relax. “This one move is insane, babe, I had to practice it for ages and now my leg hurts.” Momo sighs, relaxing her shoulders as you worked away one intense knot.

“If I know you, Momo, you can pull off anything.” you smiled down at her, happy she was finally starting to relax a little. she gently breathed out a thank you as you worked.

once she felt better she gave you a kiss as thank you, “I appreciate your help, y/n. thank you.”

Sana / Minatozaki Sana

- Sana had woken up in the morning having slept weird. she had tossed and turned all night and, at some point, pulled her shoulder. she had been holding it all morning, asking you to get a mug out of the cupboard because raising her arm too high hurt and struggling to brush her teeth properly. it was starting to hurt you watching her walk around like this because her usual happy demeanour was gone.

- eventually, you sat down together on the couch to eat cereal and watch morning tv. watching her struggle with the spoon broke your heart a little bit. it clearly hadn’t gotten any better from the morning. You set your bowl of cereal down, turned to her, and asked to help.

“I can’t look at you walking around like this and I’m sure the girls won’t be happy if you can’t practice properly. let me massage it better?” you looked at her wincing while putting her bowl down and grimaced.

“please?” she asked, turning away from you and pulling her sweater off whilst you settled behind her. as you began to rub at her shoulder being faced with a topless Sana began to get to you more. her back was so pretty and the little whimpers she let out as you rubbed away her knot began to get to you. as she began to relax under her touch you slowly began to kiss down her neck.

“is your knot gone, Sana? because I'd like to hear you whimper more.”

Jihyo / Park Jihyo

- Jihyo had been working really hard recently. with a comeback coming up and the girls getting stressed her job as a leader was starting to get to her. you wanted to help her so you decided to plan a sweet evening for her. you cooked her favourite meal, got Netflix queued with all her favourite films, lit some candles on the dinner table, and waited for her to come home.

- Jihyo couldn’t imagine anything better to come back to. she fell into your arms, so grateful for the support she gets from you. it took all her self restrain to not cry from happiness. you both had a beautiful evening- you could see the stress melting off of her shoulders. as you finished the evening, you cuddled onto the couch with Netflix playing behind you.

“this was such a perfect evening. Thank you, y/n.” Jihyo said, looking up at you from between your legs. you planted a kiss onto her head, telling her not to worry about it as your hands idly rubbed her shoulder. “that.. feels really nice. can you carry on doing that, darling?” she asked, sitting up so you could better reach her shoulders.

with the romantic atmosphere, the low lighting, and the perfect evening you just had, a tension began to build as you moved your hands further down. slowly, you moved your hands around to go nearer to her breasts, gently grouping her breasts between your hands. with a sharp gasp, Jihyo spoke:

“the perfect way to end a perfect evening.”

Mina / Myoui Mina

- Mina had been practising her ballet to get ready for ISACs on top of normal twice work, which is bad enough. though she is really flexible anyway, she hasn’t spent a day doing just ballet in a long time. she came home wobbling through the door just ready to take a bath and go to bed. that is, until you opened her arms to her on the couch.

- you asked about her day and how practice went. you noticed her constantly rubbing her thighs and replaced her hands with yours. she was more than happy to just lean into you and listen to you talk- she was way too tired after her day and was more than happy to just sit.

“honestly, with all this preparation, I’m just ready to take a break. there's so much going on.. I wish I could just sit all day like this with you.” she confessed. she did look exhausted. her eyebags had gotten worse, she looked pale, and she was struggling to keep her eyes open. the more you rubbed her thighs the more she was starting to fall asleep.

“Mina, you’re doing amazing. Twice is doing amazing. you make so many people happy, including myself of course.” you giggled amongst each other. “I do love once” she mumbles, clearly falling asleep in your arms. “how about we move this to a bath so you can at least get clean before you fall asleep.”

Dahyun / Kim Dahyun

- you and Dahyun were watching films on one of her days off. currently, you were both watching a romantic film and she was absolutely engrossed. her hand gripped yours tightly, desperate to see what would happen next. her popcorn was long forgotten as she only thought about the characters in front of her.

- then, it was the massage scene. the male lead was above the women, gently dripping massage oil onto her naked, dainty form. you watched as a faint blush spread across her cheeks whilst the man ran his hands over the women body. you couldn’t help but grin at her- no matter how far you got into your relationship with her she would always get flustered when scenes like this came on with you around. but, she couldn’t help wanting to try it with you.

“hey, y/n? you want to try something like that when the film’s over?” she asked you, not looking away from the screen, “I think it would be really sweet.” Dahyun couldn’t help but blush. the scene was so intimate and, whilst you have done some things together, you had never done anything like that. you agreed, of course.

when you were above her she looked so small. like in the film, she was shirtless. you dripped oil onto her and she couldn’t hold back the small moan that came out. the oil was so cold and gentle against her skin, not unlike your touch. as you rubbed it into her back she couldn’t help how turned on she was getting.. but you enjoyed the tease. you inched closer to where she needed you but never close enough until she snapped- “babe please just touch me. you’re killing me.”

you laughed but gave in.

Chaeyoung / Son Chaeyoung

- Chaeyoung had wondered about asking you to do this for a while. she thought it would be really cute if you could do this for each other, especially after watching some romantic movies with you. she asked if you could do it for each other one morning she had off.

- you said you would go first because of her intense practice. you laid her down on her front and straddled her waist, leaning down to massage down her spine. as you moved down though, her breathing started to pick up a little bit. you could feel her getting hotter under your hands as her heart began to race.

“Chae, you alright? you’re getting pretty hot.” you asked, beginning to add some more oil to the muscles of her lower back and rubbing small little circles in. she had taken off her clothes, leaving herself in just her panties and her bra, so it would be easier to give her a massage. as you asked she let out a staggered breath.

“if I’m honest, sweetheart...” she hesitated, leaning up on her elbows to look over at you with a bright blush covering her cheeks. her pupils were completely blown and her eyes drifted down to your shirtless body, “this is turning me on a lot more than I thought it would...”

”do you mind if we quit this and do.. something else?”

Tzuyu / Chou Tzuyu

- Tzuyu had come home late from practice looking like she could sleep for 12 years. you had honestly never seen her look that worn out from a practice before- her shoulders were slumped, her eyes looked dull, and she couldn’t help but slump down onto the couch. she had definitely had a hard day.

- when you asked so, she looked up at you with a tired gaze and nodded. you brought in her dinner that you had left to heat in the oven and let her rant about her day while she ate. turns out, she fucked one of the moves and hurt one of her shoulders. so when she finished, you asked her if she needed a massage.

“y/n, dear, you’re an angel.” she looked over at you with a wide grin, seeming more awake than she had all evening, and spun around so her back was to you.

you started with her shoulders- being gentle so you don’t hurt her too much. slowly her shoulders began to sink down and, after a few minutes, she was putty in your hands. by the time you finished she had fallen asleep. you wrapped your cute girlfriend in a blanket, pulled her into your chest, and slept on the couch.

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