#this is v mina-core i hope you understand

[renjunniez]

breakfast with jeonghan

[newcaptainofsquad9]

To Be Loved And Deserved~Myoui Mina x black! fem! reader

Pairing: Mina x reader

Genre: Fluff, Romance, angst, smut, hurt and comfort

Summary: With the distance you created due to your anxiety and self doubt, Mina sought to lessen it and show you how much she cares about you.

Word Count: 1, 962

Author’s note: A continuation/sequel to this fic. Smut ahead, so there’s your warning, 18 plus from this point. Also, sorry if it’s trash I’m having a hard time focusing and finishing things so I finally got something done! Hope ya’ll enjoy!

Cosplay is always fun for you, especially when your girlfriend, Mina joined in the fun. At first, she loved to only gush about you and your presence and flair with the craft (her words), but with enough pleas and kisses, she gave it a try. The first cosplay the both you did together was Korra and Asami from The Legend of Korra, and the first you both shared on tiktok. It wasn’t the last as the both of you delved into some of your favorite pairings/partnerships, or ships in general from media: Renji and Rukia from Bleach, Jon Snow and Daenarys Targaryen, and various Marvel characters (Mina insisted of course).

There was one that people criticized you the most for and that was your cosplay of Princess Bubblegum, in all her pink and pretty glory, yet many commenters didn’t feel the same way about you. Like how they thrashed you of your sailor moon and other anime cosplay, they stressed over how Bubblegum wasn’t black and how you weren’t built for cosplay as much as Mina was. It hurt, damaged you as much that you began to distance yourself from your girlfriend. You only told her you need space, of course being Mina she didn’t question until it became weeks--your phone blew up with texts from a worried Mina which escalated to calls, tik tok and Instagram messages. You cut yourself off from her and the comments, only leaving your room when necessary. The calls soon stopped. 

Instead, a knock echoed throughout your home, jerking you from your burrito like position wrapped around your comforter. You knew she’d come over eventually, but the conversation isn’t something you’re looking forward to. Did Mina want to break up with you? You didn’t, you loved her so much that it hurt but she wouldn’t understand how much you felt. People only praised her when she tried, not calling her ugly or telling her a cosplay isn’t right because of her race. 

You got up from your bed, sighing at the cold that fit your tummy and toes once your comforter fell. It took a few shuffles but you found the front door as more knocks continued. Your heart pumped with each thud before you gathered enough courage to open it. 

Mina’s fist was still raised as she ceased knocking.

“Y/N,” she said.

“Mina I--”

You were cut off by Mina throwing her arms around you.  

“Thank God,” she whispered against the skin of your cheek. “You’re OK, you’re actually OK.”

Your arms wrapped around her back instantly as the emotion that bubbled up inside you came crashing down through a heat of tears that rushed. 

“S-So, does that mean you don’t want to break up with me?” you asked.

Mina pulled back immediately. 

“What? Did I do something wrong?” she said. “Y/N please just--”

You cut her off with a deep sob, no longer holding on without her. Mina’s arms wrapped around your waist, cooing softly as she cupped your cheeks. She stepping with you, slow and steady as the both of you moved as one towards your room. 

Once you reached it, she lay back against the bed next to you with enough space between you both.

Your eyes dart to the covers beneath you as silence fell. Mina opened her mouth to speak, yet closed it as you began to speak as well.

Mina’s hands flew back to your face as her face flushed with a bit of red.

“You should go first,”she said. 

You nodded, it’s the least you could do since you kept her in the dark for awhile.

“You did nothing wrong Mina,” you started. “I-I had a bad time on Tik-Tok, my anxiety got out of hand and--”

The sound of Mina’s gasp cut you off, her face serious yet again. 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” she said. “I always check in with you when things are hard for me.”

You nodded; the sadness Mina expressed breaking your heart more and more. 

“I know, and I wanted to talk to you, believe me I did but,” you paused. Mina tilted her head.

“But?” she asked before silently telling you to go on.

“My problems, are completely different from yours, you get so much praise from our cosplays,” you said. “I scrolled through thousands of them all commenting on how accurate your cosplay is, even if it wasn’t completely all there--no one called you names or sought to stereotypes to discredit you.”

Mina’s lips parted, looking to speak but she only nodded and rubbed your back. 

“A-And I’m not blaming you, it has nothing to do with you,” you declared. “But seeing how they brought you up, just to yank me down made me resent you--just for a moment! That’s why I needed space.”

Mina blinked away tears, forcing your own to build up as she wrapped her arms around you. 

“I’m sorry Mina,” you whispered against her chest. 

“You don’t need to apologize,” she said. “You let me back in, even if we have different problems, I’m always here to listen and support. OK?”

Her hands traveled up and down your sides, making the shirt you wore ride up a bit to bare soft skin. You nodded, then a shudder rippled through at Mina’s contact; your girlfriend noticed and narrowed her eyes. 

“I missed you,” she whispered. “Every part of you.”

Her words followed with a few pecks to your lips, across your jawline then down to your neck. 

“I-I missed you too.”

Mina smiled. It was her toothy smile with her adorable gums and the shininess of her eyes. 

“Yeah? I hope you didn’t just miss me and lay here all day,” she said with a hint of teasing. 

“No,” you said, heat flushing to your cheeks. “I-I watched a lot of Netflix, thought about things and ate some cookies.”

Mina giggled.

“Oh? What kind of cookies?” she asked while her hands still lingered at your sides softly. 

Her touch almost made you lose your train of thought. You shifted around the bed, flopping to the other side before reaching over to the dresser to grab the pack of cookies. 

“Strawberry cream ones,” you said in between a few bites. “Want some?”

Mina smiled as you chewed, then eventually swallowing.  

“No, but I’d much rather enjoy lovely strawberry kisses,” she whispered. 

You nearly choked on the rest of your cookie as Mina giggled and caressed your face, gently while you finished the few cookies you decided to eat. 

“Is it OK, if I kiss you?” she asked, leaning in to touch your forehead with her own. “And show you how much you are loved?”

Her words were tender, you barely reacted as her lips ghosted across your throat, jaw then cheek. A sigh escaped you; Mina’s kisses got harder, most likely leaving bruises and marks but you didn’t care. All you cared about was the warm feeling your girlfriend spurred within you. Mina noticed your silence and pulled back with soft eyes. 

“Y/N? Are you OK?”

You nodded. 

“Yes,” you said before initiating the kiss this time.

Mina moved fervently against your lips, hands moving down your sides to lift your shirt just enough to caress more skin and soft noises from. 

“Mina,” you moaned. 

“What would you like me to do, baby girl?” she whispered. “Anything you want, just let me love you.” 

Your hands tangled themselves in her curly hair while she trailed kisses down your neck and parts of your chest exposed to her thanks to your v neck. 

“I just want to get lost in you,” you said. “Make me feel good. Make love to me, Mina.”

Mina’s kisses ceased once you told her, eyes sparkling with as much love and passion that you almost cry again. She kisses you once more. It’s softer now while her hands gently pull up your shirt; you help by taking it off completely. A knowing smile spread while her eyes wondered down and your bra-less chest. 

“Y-You, I-I,” she paused as she tried to get her words together. “S-Stunning.”

You pulled her back to be flushed against you. Hands and fingers moved everywhere and all at once: Mina’s tracing each curve and stretch mark she could find; you tried to chase and follow her movements by unbuttoning her own shirt and tossing it on the floor. 

The both of you ended up panting on the bed. Mina straddled you with you lain on the bed in a heap of breathless giggles. She continued marking you to the quick moves of her hips, making you gasp at her clothed heat.  

“M-Mina-”

You were cut off by her getting off of you for a moment to pull you to the edge of the bed where she sat on her knees. The pajama bottoms you wore slipped off by Mina carefully, underwear following as she slipped them off in a matter of seconds. Her lips traced your legs, up thighs and lingered near the place you needed her the most.

“I need to gear you up, baby,” Mina whispered against the softness of your skin. 

Her fingers swiped slowly at your folds. The sensation had moans slipping from your mouth; Mina smiled and coaxed you through are her movements as she slipped a finger inside you. 

“Please, Mina--”

She finally followed your request, leaning up to climb over you, pulling her jeans down and kissing you fiercely. Her tongue slipped through, both of you not fighting for dominance over one another but the lust that was pent up for weeks. Your hands traveled down to Mina’s forearms, gripping tight as she sunk down: both of your soaking cores meeting. Her thrusts started up again with each kiss from your lips, jaw, chest then neck. The sensation wasn’t enough for you to handle. Mina smirked at the mess you were already with the moans building from you. When your eyes met, your heart-rate spiked up and the breath you barely had left; her eyes were shiny, careful and too pretty to look at. So much so, you couldn’t help but get teary eyed--you wanted to blame yourself again but Mina’s movements grew softer as her thrusts lessened.

“I love you so much,” you said, choking on the sobs that rocked your body. 

Mina bit her lip at the slowed movements, both of you so close to climax while being lost in each others feelings and emotions. 

“I love you too,” she panted. “Every part, do you understand? You’re beautiful OK?”

You nodded, adverted your eyes. Mina shook her head before gripping your chin.

“Say it, babygirl,” she purred. “Tell me, look at me. Tell me you’re beautiful.”

The deep, huskiness of her voice sent you over the edge, climax taking over while the words spilled from your lips.

“I-I’m beautiful!” you cried. 

Mina beamed down at you with a sense of passion mixed in with enough cockiness to force you to climax yet again. 

“I’m not the one you have to say that to,” she said. “But it is sexy seeing how I could make you do that and come.”

You rolled your eyes, then tried to roll over only for Mina to hold you by the arms while slipping from between you and onto the soft sheets beneath. 

“Are you still thinking about what happened with those disrespectful people on Tik-Tok?” she asked while playing with rubbing her fingers softly down your arms.

“No, not when my girlfriend is here cheering me up and telling me how loved I am,” you said. “And you’re right, I need to start learning how to love myself better.”

Mina pressed a hard kiss to your forehead before burying her face into your neck.

“I’ll be with you every step of the way baby. 

[gamindustriorigin]

Bio

Sonya

+++++++++++++++++++++ BASICS : Name: Sonya Meaning of Name: “Dunno! You’ll have to ask Mom.” Origin of Name: “Arfoire gave me this name.” Titles: “Planeptune’s Origin, Goddess, Amethyst Heart, Blueberry Muffin, Momya, Mama Bear, Auntie Sonya, Yaya.” Nicknames: “SONYA WILL YOU STOP!” Age: 2689 Race: Undetermined Gender: Female Height: 5'2" Weight: 110 lbs Eye Color: Brown [Blue, Red, and White when transformed] Hair: Blue Alignment: Chaotic Good Class: “GODDESS ON HIGH!~” Level: 99999 Profession(s)/Job: “Goddess.” Wealth Status: “Pft, i’m broke.~” Dwelling Place/Current Home

Birthplace: Planeptune Sexual Orientation: Pansexual Current Status (Marital/Dating): Married [Main verse] Single [AU for w/e] Weapon: 

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+++++++++++++++++++++ BASICS : Name: Tsurara Meaning of Name:

T is for tasteful, the way you communicate. S is for scholar, the brilliant in you. U is for unique, your love of life. R is for reasonable, your understanding way. A is for accepting, your forgiving nature. R is for reasonable, your understanding way. A is for accepting, your forgiving nature. Origin of Name: “Arfoire gave me the name!” Titles: “Mom, Goddess of Lowee, Oni Mom, Yoshi Mom, Elsa, Devil of Lowee, Super Woman, Diamond Heart” Age: 3548 Race:  Undetermined Gender: Female Height: 160 cm (5'3"). Weight: 45 kg (100 lbs.) Eye Color: Blue [Color does not change upon transforming.] Hair: White Alignment: True Good [Chaotic Good if you’re stupid enough to push the big red button...] Class: “Goddess!” Level:  99999 Profession(s)/Job: “Goddess/Basilacom Assistant” Wealth Status: “Hm...I don’t like talking about this but I guess... Last time I checked, after Pokemon GO Lowee’s shares became vastly more than Lastation’s!” Dwelling Place/Current Home:

Birthplace: Lowee Sexual Orientation: Lesbian  Current Status (Marital/Dating): Married to Bethany Esda [Main verse] Single[ For w/e AU] Weapons:

Granted, Tsurara next to never uses her battle ax but she does indeed have it.

9 times out of 10 she’ll default to using her fist to defend herself.

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+++++++++++++++++++++ BASICS : Name: Sable Meaning of Name: Black Origin of Name: “Arfoire named me.” Titles: “Goddess of Lastation,  Savoir of the first console war, Mom, Insufferable Woman, Bitch, K-Sha’s tormentor, Garnet Heart” Age: 2451 Race:  Undetermined Gender: Female Height: 5′9 Weight: 179 Eye Color: Blue Hair: Black Alignment: Natural Good Class: “Goddess.” Level:  99999 Profession(s)/Job: “Goddess/CEO of Lastation” Wealth Status: “More than Tsurara assumes.” Dwelling Place/Current Home:

Birthplace: Lastation Sexual Orientation: Bisexual Current Status (Marital/Dating): Married[ Main] Dating Blizzard [AU] Single [For w/e AU] Weapons:

Her katana, Sodom.

And her revolver, Gomorrah +++++++++++++++++++++++

Bio: 

Childhood: Soon after Rei’s genocide of Tari, Arfoire, the current Goddess created Tsurara as a means of putting a sense of balance. And for a time that method worked! Through her kindness alone Tsurara managed to win over the few remnants of Tari. As proud as Arfoire was of her daughter she noticed how lonely Tsurara was as the days went by. And so she granted her a younger sister by the name of Sonya. And then Sable a few years later. However unless Sonya and Tsurara, Sable did not make her own nation right then and there and instead switched off between Lowee and Planeptune.

Teens: Having grown more proficient in magic Tsurara got the “wonderful” idea to create snow over Lowee. This ended up in her not only making the storm but having no way of turning it off... Naturally the magic itself would’ve ended on its own but in a panic Tsurara casted the spell a second time, assuming it would cancel out the other. The end result was an eternal snow within Lowee’s border we see today. 

During this very same time Sonya was busy making her own stupid choices. She had went against Histoire’s words and got into one of Planeptune’s hidden treasures, the Chaos Emeralds. Granted she had used their power before in her younger years when she needed a boost here and there but she always had to put them away soon after. Wanting to keep all that power for herself Sonya took the limitless energy from within the emeralds into her own body. This of course had some...very unsavory results...such as immeasurable amounts of pain coursing through her body, random surges of energy resulting in small explosions here and there, and the worst part of it all was Sonya’s own immortality keeping her conscious through all of it. At the end of it all however she stood at the top of the now ruined treasure room triumphant. Beaten down...but triumphant.

The last was Sable finally entering herself in the console frey with the creation of Lastation. And good thing she did. Once Sable’s nation was done the first Maker thrown her way was a man by the name of Atlus. Quite literally... Followed by SP, Nia, and lastly ND. 

For a time all three nations kept the peace rather well. Both Arfoire and Histoire couldn’t deny the progress the girls had made. Even with them now having children of their own they still found the time to manage their respective nations. But all that progress would soon go up in flames... 

Sonya had woken up one day to notice Segata was long gone. She knew he was a busy man but she was usually always woken up by his warm embrace. While she was worried she simply assumed he got called into work and went on about her day. As she was walking to get dressed she noticed something on TV...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yd5QJvnPwQU

Sonya could feel her heart shattering by the second. And when she saw Segata fly off into the sky she couldn’t hold it in any longer. Sonya dropped then and there and cried loudly. It would’ve ended there if one of her citizens hadn’t told her who was responsible for the missile in the first place. Histoire and Beth did their best to stop her but the only thing Sonya wanted at the time was revenge... And thus began the first console war.

For months on end the two Goddesses clashed, tearing the land asunder in their wake. Tsurara tried countless times to tell Sonya that it was the fault of one of her own citizens in Lowee but her own broken heart just refused to let Sonya hear reason. 

With no other choice available Tsurara finally fought back seriously against her, causing even further damage to the land. Seeing this Sable did the one thing she felt that would reach the two of them. She first casted two massive fireballs over both Planeptune and Lowee. But rather than letting them fall she used a second spell to keep them suspended in the air. With her leverage set she called out to the girls.

“STAND DOWN, BOTH OF YOU! OR CONSIDER THE LIVES OF YOUR CHILDREN FORFEIT!” Sure enough...that got through to the raging Goddesses as the both of them reverted back to their human forms. Even so the damage done to Gamindustri was far beyond repair. As punishment for what they’ve done and the lives they could’ve put into danger... Arfoire took both Tsurara’s and Sonya’s cores. Without them...both girls slipped into a comatose like sleep. Sonya being sealed away within Planeptune, and Tsurara in Lowee.

The years rolled by, Neptune became in charge of Planeptune, and Blanc in charge of Lowee. Sable still remained as the head of Lastation just until she felt Noire was ready. When that day came she transferred over 99% of Lastation to her daughter then moved behind the scenes to handle more serious matters so her daughter could focus on the nation itself.

Adulthood: After the events of Arfoire’s return and the CFW’s two old faces began to stir within Planeptune and Lowee. Both Historie and Mina could hear something..or someone moving around in the lower levels of the respective nations. When they arrived at the source of the noise they saw both Sonya and Tsurara standing there, now both fully grown women. While Tsurara was greeted with a tackle hug from Mina, Histoire on the other hand...tried to knock Sonya back out; fearing she was still in a violent state of mind. Sonya took each blow without bothering to depend herself then warped to her old apartment.

Feeling worried Histoire made her way towards there to find Sonya standing over a dust covered picture of herself holding Plutia and Neptune when they were babies. “They’re both all grown up by now...huh...? You don’t have to worry, Histoire... I know I’m not wanted here. I’ll just stay in here. You can nail over the door or whatever...”

Before Histoire could say a word Neptune, who had secretly followed in behind Histoire walked up to the blue haired woman and slowly turned her around. “Neppy...” Sonya said softly. And that was all Neptune needed to hear. Without a moments hesitation she wrapped her arms around her mother’s waist and hugged her as tight as her little body would allow. 

“You’re not gonna leave again, right Mama Bear?” Neptune asked. 

With a loving smile on her face Sonya responded. “No, babygirl... Mama is hope to stay...”