#tokyo salad bowl

[idleminds]

[mostlyfate]

Tokyo Salad Bowl 東京サラダボウル · 2025

[jdramasource]

Tokyo Salad Bowl 東京サラダボウル · 2025

[inaraistired]

Koda + "Akrikīno" :')

[blitz-bi]

I recently started watching Tokyo Salad Bowl and currently Mari has my whole heart, so here are some rough sketches of her I did while waiting for episode 3 to drop.

[twice-inamillion]

Eating out with Momo

Smut (Blowjob, rough sex, creampie, anal) special viewer

Chapter 179 (TIS)

It's been one day after the last Tokyo concert and all the members are resting. Having a good week to relax, you all decide to stay in the Tokyo prefecture and rent out a large house.

Currently, the members are paired up and given some time to explore the city. "I think we are going to stay home with the kids. We just want to relax and spend some time inside," said Jihyo. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, Mina and Dahyun will stay inside, but you should go out too if you want. I know that Momo wants to go on a food run to multiple Japanese restaurants, you should join her." "Okay, I'll talk to Momo then."

You visit Momo's room and knock on the door, "come in." You open the door and see Momo lying on the bed as she scrolls through her phone. "Hey, Jihyo said that you want to go on a food run, can I tag along?"

Momo turns around quickly and yells, "Yes, let's go. I want to try multiple places but nobody else wants to join me."

"I'll go with you. Where did you have in mind?" Momo gets up and pulls out her notebook from her bag. "Come here and take a look. I wrote down some restaurants I want to visit. These right here in red are a must. The ones in blue will be okay if we have time."

After planning where you both were going to go and how to get there, you gather your belongings and head out. Both you and Momo put on a cap to help blend in with the crowd. Walking down the street, you make your way to the train station, scan your tickets and wait for the train to arrive.

"It's going to be so much fun, thank you for coming with me," says Momo.

"Thanks for letting me tag along."

You and Momo walk down the street for about ten minutes to the train station. Scanning your train pass you both wait for the train to arrive. Momo takes out her phone and shows you the list of shops that she plans on visiting. "Look, we are going to these places. They are walking distance from each other, so it will be easier."

"Sounds like you have everything planned out." Momo laughs from the compliment and punches your arm. "When it's about food you know that I get serious." She's right she is a good eater and is the one that enjoys your food the most out of the members. "You're right, I'm the same way; like you normally say, "if you work hard, you can eat delicious food." Momo covers her face full of embarrassment.

The first place on her list is a well-known Udon shop that's a bit away from the rest and made sense to cross it off the list.

"It looks so small. Are you sure this is the right place" you ask. "Yes, it might be a small shop but the food here is really good. You both walk towards the entrance and select the different type of options on the machine. You get your ticket and present it to the worker. It takes to little time as you are given your food within a couple of minutes.

Momo pulls out her phone and begins to take pictures of her food. You watch the smile on her face and offer to take a picture of her as she takes the first bit. "Let me take a photo of you eating the food. I think it would make it more special."

She takes a bite and gives you a large smile, letting you all know that the food is delicious. After some more pictures, you follow Momo's lead and eat the udon, finishing the bowl at a fast pace.

"See… I told you it was good. Let's finish up here and head to the other places."

Again the both of your work your way back to the train station and reflect on some of the experiences of the concert until the train arrives.

Arriving at your second stop, you visit Ekibenya Matsuri, a famous location that sells bento boxes. The place has a numerous amount of bento boxes on display, anywhere from fruits, salads, and boxes with meat. Momo acts like someone in a candy store, wondering around, taking a careful look with what she wanted to get. You automatically head towards the breaded deep-fried pork bento. Momo on the other hand, selects an eel-style bento box and a cold drink for the both of you.

Momo sand, you find a nice bench at the local park and open both your drinks and boxes. The amount of stream that comes out of the boxes ensures that what you are eating is hot and fresh. Just like before Momo pulls out her phone and asks, "can we take a selfie? I want to get the both of us together." You agree and she hold up her phone as you hold your bento in your hand. The two of you enjoy your box and even share a couple of bites of each other's food.

After finishing the meal and having your fill Momo and you go around the area and do some sightseeing and shopping before going to another restaurant.

After a couple of hours, you both head to the next location, Shinjuku Isetan Food Floor. It's a well-known shopping center that is filled with a variety of foods. Momo's goal is both some fruits and snacks.

Again you try to keep Momo insight as she wonders around looking at the food through the glass case and asking for samples. After thirty minutes of window shopping, she decides to place a large order of fruits and snacks to be delivered to where all of you are staying. She also gets a couple of snacks for the trip back home.

"Okay, we can go, it is desert tasting now."

Momo pulls out her phone once more and shows you a map of desert locations that are within a few blocks away from each other. You exit the shopping center and head to to the next stop.

After visiting a handful of desert shops you notice that the sky is entirely grey, with a slight breeze and heavy dark clouds.

"It wasn't like this when we went inside," says Momo.

"It looks like it's going to rain. Let's start walking towards the train station. We should make it in about 10-15 minutes."

You both walk towards the station, taking alleyways to cut how long it would take you to get there.

Suddenly you hear the sound of rain coming from afar as it begins to pour. "Let's find some cover." You both need more time to cover as heavy rain wet the streets. Momo screams as she hears the thunder. She runs across the street, trying to get to cover. You chase after her, grabbing her arm and pulling her to the nearest building, "Momo, stop running. You're getting wetter like that, come with me instead."

You are both blinded by a bright neon light that says "Love Hotel" which catches you off guard. You look around and multiple medium signs that have the cost per hour for the stay. "Is this where you wanted to take me?" asks Momo. Words can't seem to get out of your mouth as you try to tell her that this wasn't on purpose.

"I didn't know the building was this kind of place, I just wanted to get out of the rain, and this was the nearest one. I'm sorry, let's go." You pull Momo's hand again, exiting the building and looking at the heavy rain under the small canopy.

"It's raining really hard, and it's windy too."

"What do you want to do? Want to book it and try to see if we find a shopping center?"

Momo pulls out her phone and looks at the weather app, "It seems like it's going to rain for a while. I don't want to get wet. Let's… just stay" as she looks away from you.

"Okay, let's go back inside before anyone sees us." You walk back inside and make your way toward the touchscreen located at the front. You look through the menu and see the multiple selections of rooms available and the amount of time for rent. Not knowing what to choose you ask Momo, "Where do you want to stay?" as you point at the screen.

Momo scrolls down and selects a room, and asks, "How much time should I select?"

"Uhhh… I'm not sure… maybe three hours?" Momo selects the three-hour option and asks you for your card. You swipe your card and a small slot opens with the access card for your room. You walk towards the elevator and make your way to the top floor.

The elevator door opens and you make a sharp right and left toward your room. You scan your access card against the door and a green light appears, granting you access to the room. Opening the door, you see how nice the room actually is, much different from what you imagined.

"Wow… it looks so nice. I like it" says Momo as she takes a tour of the room.

You decided to make your way through the room since you paid for it and head towards the main part of the room. A large kind size open with a nice layout, large windows with a view of the city street, multiple TVs, and cabinets. You pull one of the cabinets and see a large number of condoms, lube, and other necessities to ensure a night of fun.

"Oppa, look…" as she pulls out a dildo with the wrapper still attached. She waves it around and says, "It's big, but not as big as yours." You choke up on her comment and tell her to put it away. She does but immediately grabs another toy from the cabinet.

"We are not here to mess around, just put it back. We don't know if they will charge us for this."

"Okay, but we already paid for the room. Let's watch something to kill the time." She grabs the tv remote and turns on the tv and sees a small girl getting double fucked by two men. She immediately gets embarrassed and turns it off. You try your best to hold in your laughter and say, "What kind of place do you think this is? Why did you expect the tv to have normal channels?, haha."

She takes a seat on the bed and pulls out her phone, "I'm going to take a shower and see if there is anything to dry my clothes. Want to take off your sweater?"

She nods and gives you her wet sweater. You walk towards the bathroom and see some hangers, a bathrobe, towels, and a dryer. You take off your clothes and get into the bathrobe and hang up your clothes. "Momo, take off your clothes and put this on. When you are done hang your clothes so we can dry them" as you give her the bathrobe. "I'm going to take a shower, okay? I'll leave the door open."

You hop into the shower and turn it on to its highest setting, enjoying the hot water. "I need to pee, oppa. Can I come in?"

"Yeah, come in."

You see her silhouette as she makes her way inside the bathroom. A small silence and then the noise of her stream hitting the toilet bowl. "Does the water feel good?"

"Yes, it feels nice after being drenched, why?"

"Just asking… I'm a bit cold."

You rub the side of your head, "you want to join?"

There is a small silence, "Yeah… please."

"Alight, come in."

You open the sliding door and see Momo drop her and toss her bathrobe towards the clothes bin. She slowly makes her way inside the shower and gets behind you. "It does feel nice, it's nice and hot." You pass her the bar of soap and she begins to lather up. It doesn't take long until she's covered with bubbles. "Look, I'm bubble girl" making a bubble with her two fingers. "Come on, Momo. Finish up so we can dry our clothes."

"Okay…" making a sad face.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. It's just that I didn't expect to be in this kind of situation."

"It's okay. I'm sorry I ran away, I didn't mean it either, I just got scared."

"It's okay" as you pat her head. She giggles and presses her breast against your arm.

"Momo, they're touching me."

"Yeah, I know" giving you a small smile. "Want to have a bit of fun?"

"What do you mean?"

"You… know. It's a love hotel. People have sex in here" pressing her chest closer to you.

"So… yeah? We have over two hours, we can do a lot in that time."

You tell yourself internally that she's right, you do have some time to kill, and having some fun with her doesn't seem like a bad idea.

"Okay, let's have a bit of fun." She gives you a smirk and you pull her in for a kiss. Momo gets on her tippy toes as you pull her in closer, exploring her mouth. After a while, you pull back and see Momo's lustful eyes.

She bites her lip and grabs hold of your cock. With a tight grip, she squats down and gives your cock a nice lick. "Let's have a bit of fun" kissing the tip of your cock. You watch as Momo licks the side of your shaft, and balls eventually take in your whole length. Momo, a natural good eater, doesn't struggle to take the whole length into her mouth. You slowly grab the back of her head, ensuring that your cock reaches the back of her throat.

She bobs her head continuously, getting every inch of you and at times she'll keep you in for a good while. Your favorite part is when you hear her gag on your cock as she tries to hold onto your cock. "Fuck Momo… you're getting good at taking in a cock down your throat."

Pulling herself out she replies, "Face fuck me" with an obvious smirk.

"You're a bad girl, Momo but I'll take you on that offer" smiling back.

You then grab her lower jaw with your left hand, making an "O" shape with her mouth and tilting her head up, facing you. With your cock on your right hand, you smack her face a little with your cock, leaving a trace of precum.

You align your cock to the entrance of her hole, pressing against the top of her mouth, feeling as her teeth and tongue rub against your shaft. Momo looks at you with such a lustful face, making you want to shove your whole length at once.

You are met with a slight resistance as her throat grabs hold of your cock. With her face on your base, you hold the back of her head. You watch as she tries to catch her breath and keep calm but as time passes her eyes begin to tear up. She begins to gag to your length, her throat constricting your member as she tries to push you away. Instead, you pull her head closer, cock throbbing, making her panic. From lustful eyes to those of panic as she begins to choke on your cock. Her eyes show submission as she begs for you to release her.

Wanting to give her a slight break you let go of her head and slowly pull out your cock. Momo coughs from your cock being so far in. She is only able to take two deep breaths as you grab her head once more with both hands. You pull her in and being to thrust your cock inside her mouth. You hold her head still as you face fuck her, using her as a living doll that's meant for sex.

You don't know how much time has passed as you are enjoying your time fucking her face. The amount of drool running down her face covers your whole cock and even runs down your thigh. Every once in a while you have to pull out, ensuring that Momo gets a breath or two in. "Are you enjoying my cock ruining your little mouth?" Momo nods with a smile even though she's semi-conscious. You're at the point where you can come at any moment so you warn her, "I'm going to pull out for a couple of seconds okay? Make sure you get a breath because I'm going to cum down your throat." She nods and you pull out, "1,2,3,4,5" and in one push she takes you in once more. She can feel your cock throbbing and gets ready to take your load. She closes her eyes as she prepares herself, but you want her to look at you instead. "Open your eyes and look at me." She does as she's told and looks into your eyes. "I'm going to cum, so make sure you swallow everything" and with that, you release a large wave of cum. It floods Momo's mouth as she tries to manage both your cock and swallowing your seed. You feel her throat milking you as it loosens and constricts, but then you feel a tightening of her throat. Cum begins to accumulate, causing her mouth to puff up, and enlarging her cheeks.

She's struggling and seems like she can't handle the amount of cum your pouring. "Momo, you can do it, you're doing a good job. Just a bit more and you'll be done" as you caress her face. With visual tears and red eyes, she musters up the energy to open up her throat. Cum gushes as it makes its when to her esophagus and eventually her tummy, "that's it, just a bit more." You slowly pull out until your cock is out of her mouth and Momo breathes heavily as she is finally able to breathe normally. She shows you her mouth, proving that she swallowed every drop.

"You did a good job, I'm proud of you" with a smile.

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"You did a number on me, I thought I was going to die" she jokes around.

"But you did well, I'm really proud of you."

"Really? Was I good?"

"Yes, you're a pro at it. For sure one of the best out of the group." She blushes at the compliment and says, "Haha, I'm going to tease Chaeyoung that you said I'm the best. She's going to be jealous when she hears it."

"Let me know how she reacts, okay."

"Yes, I'll tell you. Chaeyoung is always talking about how good your cum tastes like and how rough you use her."

"Ohh really, she talks to you about it."

"Haha yeah, she tells Sana and I about it. Which is why I wanted to get a taste myself. I wouldn't expect that your cum tastes bitter in the beginning but sweet as you get used to it."

"Hmmm… I wouldn't expect it to be sweet."

"I can't describe the taste, but it tastes good, like something you can get addicted to. It's a reward for having sex."

"Hahah, that's a new one. I didn't know my cum would be a reward."

"Well… it's a reward for us. We like it… so… how about we keep it going" elbowing your side.

"You think you can handle it?"

"I'll try my best. I mean if I end up passing out… you can still fuck me if you want."

"You know how to make a man hard, huh" giving her a smirk. She smiles, bites her lip, and spreads her legs open, showing off her goods.

———-

You stand up and grab her from her sides, picking her up high in the air. Getting caught off guard by your actions, she yells as you toss her on the bed. "Don't scare me like that's oppa." You laugh and make your way toward the middle of the bed. You spread her legs open, exposing her bare cunt. "I'm going to enjoy this meal" as you hover on top of her cunt. With your face as close, you go for a small kiss, which causes Momo to moan. Wanting to hear her moan even more you have a make-out session with her pussy. You trace your lips against hers, causing her to tremble. With your fingers you spread her pussy lips apart, revealing her pinkish flesh. With your tongue, you explore her insides for a good amount of time as Momo plays with her tits. She rubs the buds her of tits as you eat her out to the best of your abilities.

"Oppa, like that. Don't stop… you're so good at this. No wonder the members can't wait to have sex with you. You know how to treat a girl."

You enjoy hearing the compliment on how good you are, which makes try harder. Your goal now is to make Momo cum so you pick up the pace. You work your magic as Momo wraps her legs around your head, ensuring that you don't go anywhere. "Oppa, I'm going to cum” as she begins to shake.

You have her where you want her and you only need one last move before she orgasms. Moving your focus from her insides, you suck on her clit, twisting it with your lips. Momo tightens her grip on her thighs and in one motion, you slightly bite her nub. "Fuck… I'm coming," is the last thing you hear as Momo shakes violently. Cum gushes out and hits your face. You manage to stick your fingers and start to finger her rapidly. You watch as her first orgasm ends and the second one immediately begins as you thrust your fingers in and out of her. She shakes so much that her toes curl up and her back arches up. "Fuck… don't stop. I will want to cum more. You shove your fingers deeper and reach her G spot and give it a few good rubs. A stream of liquid gushes out of her as she passes out from the excitement.

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"I can't believe she actually passed out from that" you watch her lay motionless on the bed. You look back to do at your member and it's still hard, "she did say I can use her as I please" looking at her amazing body.

"Let's have some fun" grabbing her legs and spreading them wide open. You position yourself in front of her and pull her closer to you. Grabbing your cock you smack it against her pelvis, leaving a bit of pre cum behind. You rub your cock in between her lip, getting a preview of what's to come.

Being 80 percent hard, you align your cock at her entrance, waiting for the right moment to penetrate her. You slowly insert the tip of your cock, spreading her lips wider and wider. Grabbing her hips, you bring her closer, making you insert yourself even more. You are met with a slight resistance as her walls are trying to keep you from reaching her womb.

"Fuck… it feels nice" as her walls begin to squeeze your cock. Feeling the tightness of her walls sends shivers down your spine and makes you get harder. You watch as your cock grows to its maximum size, stretching lip lips even more.

Wanting to fuck her already you grab her legs and place them on your shoulder. You place your weight on her body and begin to thrust.

With every thrust you see her tits and tummy jiggle, making you want to fuck her harder.

After a while, she begins to wake up and is a surprise to see you on top of her. "Oppa, you horny boy. You're actually fucking me while I'm unconscious huh."

"You said I could, plus you're like a living fuck doll for my personal you" as you give her a smirk. She bites her lip and says, "Then fuck me like until you break me."

Hearing that makes you change up your pace. "Don't regret it later, okay?"

"I won't."

You grab her legs once more and place her in a seashell position, legs behind her back and better ability to reach her womb.

She's surprised with the position you're putting her in as she's never had her legs that far back. You give her no time to adjust as you begin to thrust inside her violently. Momo switches from grunting to moaning as her insides are getting used as a plaything. She tries to get your attention and call for you, but her mumbling is incomprehensible as her mind is overwhelmed by pleasure.

"Your body is perfect Momo, you have nice tits, a toned stomach, great hips to hold on to, thighs thick thighs, nice legs, and an attractive face that I can fuck." She smiles at your compliments but you don't think she's completely there as you see her face completely red and her eyes rolling back.

With every thrust, your balls start to feel hot and heavy. You're reaching your peak and are moments from cumming. "I'm going to pull out, I'm going to cum." You pull out your cock, leaving only the tip.

Momo then regains her sanity and says, "d… don't… cum outside" as she wraps her arms around your neck.

"Dump your cum inside of me. You're free to use my womb however you want."

No more words are needed as you grab her hips and pull her back. In one move your impale yourself back inside, hitting the deepest parts. Her walls feel your throbbing cock and does it best to milk it.

You can feel your tightness which causes you to go over the edge. "You want it so bad so here, make sure you take all of it" as you release a tsunami of cum. Momo's eyes become wide open when her womb starts to fill up and presses her hand on her tummy, "you're filled me up. You can see your cock throbbing inside my tummy.

When you are finally done you see Momo's tummy expanded as she's was pregnant. You pull out your cock and a stream of cum comes oozing out of her. She presses on her tummy, causing it to expel even more.

"Want me to get you something to drink?" as you get off the bed. "Some juice if the have any."

"Okay." You walk towards the mini fridge and grab a bottle of orange juice. "Thanks, for the juice."

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As you use the restroom Momo looks at her phone and sees a couple of messages from Jeongyeon. Momo replies back and immediately gets a video call from her.

*Ring Ring!

"Momo where are you? Why didn't you respond to my texts?" asks Jeongyeon.

"I was trying to get out of the rain so I didn't look at my phone until now. Why what's going on?"

"Well most of us are back home and wanted to know what time you plan on coming back."

"It might take me a while, I'm kind of busy right now" says Momo who is trying to act as normal as possible.

"What are you doing?"

"I had to stop somewhere because I got kind of wet but once it clears out I'll take the train back.

Jeongyeon can read most of the members and can tell that Momo is not telling her the whole story.

You come out of the bathroom and see Momo laying on the bed on the phone with Jeongyeon. You try to be as quiet as possible and make your way to grab your phone.

"Momo are you sure you're okay?" asks Jeongyeon.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

Wanting tease them both you come up with an idea. Seeing that Momo ass is facing up you slowly make your way back onto the bed. Little by little you make your way back and grab onto Momo's hips. You pull her towards you and put her in a downward doggy position. With her ass sticking up you can see how amazing it true is. You give it a couple of soft snacks and watch her ass cheeks ripple. You then spread her cheeks and quietly align yourself to her puckerhole.

"Don't… not now…" whispers Momo as she turns her head quickly before going back to Jeongyeon. "Telling me no is making me want to do it more" you say to yourself internally.

Your cock right at Momo's entrance you slowly push yourself inside of her, spreading her hole wide open.

Momo moans as she feels her asshole getting penetrated but tries to keep calm with Jeongyeon still on the phone. Seeing her reaction you decide to pick things up a bit more and shove your cock inside of her in one go.

Momo loses her composure and balance from the sudden pain and pleasure she felt from getting impaled.

"Momo are you sure you're okay? You seem a bit flushed."

“Y…yes… I… I'm okay. I… it's just my stomach. Maybe I ate too much."

Hearing Momo playing it off to Jeongyeon makes you want to tease her more so you grab her hips once more, pull your cock out, leaving just the tip and begin to thrust.

Momo grunts as she's getting overwhelmed by the sudden thrust, "Momo tell me what's going on. Why are you acting like that. Who's with you."

"It's fine unnie, I just hit my toe so it hurts right now."

You're lying… you're with someone. Who is it?"

You increase the pace of your thrusting, making Momo tighten her ass and hold onto the bed sheet with her left hand while holding onto the phone with her right. As time continues she begins to lose balance, making her knees and hands weak.

Jeongyeon trying to figure out what's going on turns the video call to full volume. She can start hearing Momo's moaning and grunt. The camera quality also begins to decrease as Momo's background slightly shakes. "Where are you? Why is the camera shaking. I'm getting upset with you."

"Let's spicy things up a bit more" you say to yourself." You raise your hand above Momo ass and give it a nice hard slap.

Momo yells from the sudden smack and drops her phone by the pillow. You can hear Jeongyeon yell out and ask if Momo is okay but is surprised to see the sudden view.

Jeongyeon can now clearly see Momo's nude body especially her breast that are bouncing. "Momo why are you nude? Are you in a hotel with someone? Are you having sex?"

Momo gives no response as she's entertained with you cock. Knowing that Momo is not going to respond back she tries to figure out the person fucking her. She has a gust feeling as to who she is with but doesn't want to accept it.

With every thrust and smack you give her ass the more cum that drips out of her cunt. Jeongyeon can see how much fun Momo is having as her face and moaning gives it away. She watch as a clear liquid drips down Momo's thighs.

Hearing Momo's moaning and her face full of ecstasy is making Jeongyeon feel hot. She lays on the bed she was previously sitting at and begins to rub her cunt with her clothes still on.

You push Momo's upper body down to the bed, revealing your face to the camera. Jeongyeon is surprised to see your face full of anger as you fuck Momo. You notice the phone on the pillow and catch a glimpse of Jeongyeon on the screen. She immediately hides her face as it only leaves an empty background.

You know that she's still there as she hasn't hung up so you pull your member out of Momo's ass and ram it inside with your full strength. Momo yells from the pain of getting her insides rearranged. You slap her ass cheeks multiple times until they turn completely red.

On the other side of the phone, Jeongyeon can clearly see the animalistic sex that's occurring in front of her. Her member and friend is getting completely dominate by Jihyo's fiancé. Every time she sees you thrust inside of Momo the wetter she begins. She can't seem to understand why watching her members getting fucked makes her get wet. "I can't believe they are having sex. Why how rough he's being with her."

It's isn't until she sees Momo's face of pleasure and cry of pain that she realizes that Momo is enjoying it. She hear Momo beg for more, for you to cum inside of her and destroy her insides.

Jeongyeon with her fingers rubbing her folds decides to slide a finger inside her cunt. Jeongyeon tries to sync with you both as she watches you thrust yourself into Momo. Minutes pass and she is breathing heavily, sweat running down her neck as she is imaging being there.

You see Jeongyeon's head poke out every so often, giving you the idea that she's enjoying herself on the other side as well. Wanting to give her a full show you grab Momo's phone and flip the camera, showing a perfect view of your cock inside of Momo's puckerhole. You give a couple of thrusts before saying, "Momo, I'm going to cum inside your ass" making sure that Jeongyeon heard.

"Yes, please… cum inside this tight ass of mine" as Momo begs. You pull out half way and flood Momo's insides with a large load of cum..

Jeongyeon hearing you announce your orgasm, she increases the pace, making her reach her peak. She sees your cock pull out halfway, a large thick cock full of veins penetrating her member's hole.

"Fuck… I'm cumming…" as Jeongyeon releases her orgasm.

You see Jeongyeon unintentionally tilts her phone a bit, revealing her flushed face, and hear her heavy breathing. You know she enjoyed the show, and want to give her one more gift before you end the session.

You make sure that you get a closer view of Momo's butt as you pull your cock out. With every inch, you pull out more and more cum starts dripping on the sheets until the tip is the last thing at remains. Pulling out your tip seems to be the hardest part as her insides don't want to let go. It tries its best to keep a tight grip on you until you hear a popping sound when it finally let's go.

The view of the camera is Momo's gaping hole that longs for your hard cock. Once it realizes that it's no longer there it oozes out your cum, running down her cunt, down to her thighs. You rub the tip of your cock against her folds and her pucker hole, then hear a clicking noise coming from the phone.

"Did she just take a screenshot?" you ask yourself. You take this as a compliment and hold your cock on your hand with a thick coat of cum on love nectar, giving her a better view of your member. *Click… click. You hear the noise again.

"That was amazing… I loved it," as Momo turned around on her back. She grabs the phone and switches the view to get a video of you. She grabs your cock, wrapping her hand around it and giving it a nice squeeze. "Unnie, his cock is so big… I can barely wrap my hand around it." She lowers the view down and shows off a large amount of cum oozing out of her before telling her, "I hope you enjoy the little show. Maybe you can watch us in person next," as she bites her lip.

Jeongyeon immediately hangs out and smacks the phone on the bed. She's frustrated with herself that she stayed and watched those two fuck. She can't believe she even got an orgasm out of it. She looks down, placing her hand back down her shorts, and is still hot. Thinking of what just occurred, she gets her phone once more and goes to her recent phones. She stares at the pictures of your cock as she masturbates again.

[maddy-k-reads-all-day]

Sitting in a little cozy corner of the library...

Hey hey hey it's Maddy K! (she/her) Usually an author and artist but over here... I like to talk about the creative works I LIKE rather than the ones I WRITE <3

Current pfp: Aoi Akane from Toilet Bound Hanako-Kun!

Banner: The final ending of Error Save File is Abandoned!

The blog where I talk about my own works is here: @maddyk-madwriter

Rules (same as my main blog):

Do not say hurtful things to myself or others. You never know what people are going through on the other side of the screen.

No NSFW stuff

Please do not steal, repost, or trace my work.

Everyone is welcome here as long as they don't do things to make others feel unsafe. Just be a decent human being.

For the most part the stuff I talk about is in the teen to young adult age rating (14+ to MA stuff). So like, teens are technically allowed here. That said, we're only here to talk about art and fun stuff. No personal information or weird stuff. Just follow the basic internet safety rules.

This is more of a note to self because I keep tagging my fav posts under different tags and forgetting/losing them so now all my fav posts will be tagged "my fav posts"

Also currently working on an Amanda the Adventurer Fantape Fic series if you wanna check that out:

Anyway here's all the media I enjoy and will probably post about here: (warning long list) (if you enjoy these shows, ask or comment so we can chat about them!)

Sleepy Princess in the Demon Castle (big one)

Toilet Bound Hanako Kun

Vocaloid

Puella Magi Madoka Magica

Amanda the Adventurer

Splatoon

Apothecary Diaries

Mayonaka Punch

Frieren Beyond Journey's End

The Amazing Digital Circus

Anything mio- might- dang autocorrecd. Anything Mii related.

Speaking of mio. K-on. K-ON! K-ONNN!!!!!

So Cute it Hurts

Shojo manga

Indigo Park

Tokyo Mew Mew

Train to the End of teh World

My Little Pony G3

World's End Club

Fruits Basket

Sonic (sometimes, rarely.)

Animal Crossing (Maybe?)

Three Leaves three colors

The greatest showman

The wizard of oz

Cuphead (haven't posted but maybe will someday)

Epic Mickey (same as the first)

Kimi ni Todoke

The Girl from the other side

HOW THE HECK DID I FORGET FUTURE DELIVERY, HOW DO WE RELATIONSHIP, AND I WANT TO EAT YOUR PANCREAS (Ignore the title man it's so good).

Kodocha (someday. Someday)

Animal Land. (I have posted about this actually)

In this Corner of the World

Komomo Confiserie

Hi Score Girl

A Salad Bowl of Eccentrics

Toradora

Error Save File Is Abandoned

Honey Lemon Soda

If I forgot to mention something or got into something new then... whatever *shrugs*

[chaztalk]

Rinkai!

Studio: TMS Entertainment (Fruits Basket)

Summary: Izumi Itō is a high school girl who loves cycling. After witnessing a race in which the best female bicycle racers compete against each other, Izumi vows to become a bicycle racer with her friends.

A Salad Bowl of Eccentrics (Henjin no Salad Bowl)

Studio: Synergy SP (Major), Studio Comet (Initial D)

Summary: While trailing someone, the poor detective Sousuke Kaburagi runs into Sara, an imperial princess from another world who uses black magic. Sousuke and Sara gradually begin living together, but in the blink of an eye, Sara becomes accustomed to modern-day Japan...

Girls Band Cry

Studio: Toei Animation (One Piece)

Summary: The main character drops out of high school in her second year, and aims at entering a university while working alone in Tokyo. A girl is betrayed by her friends and doesn't know what to do. Another girl is abandoned by her parents, and tries to survive in the city by doing part-time jobs. This world lets us down all the time. Nothing goes as planned. But we want something that we can continue to like. We believe there's a place where we belong. That's why we sing.

Unnamed Memory

Studio: ENGI

Summary: Witches—the centuries-old mages that command power immense enough to bring catastrophe. Oscar, the crown prince of the powerful kingdom of Farsas, was cursed as a young boy to never sire an heir. Hoping to break the magic, he seeks out Tinasha, the strongest witch on the continent. To meet her, he climbs her tower, as she is said to grant the wish of any who successfully do so. Yet, when he arrives at the top…he requests that Tinasha become his bride!

Viral Hit

Studio: Okuruto Noboru (Tomodachi Game)

Summary: Scrawny high school student Hobin Yoo is probably the last guy you’d expect to star in a NewTube channel that revolves around fighting. But after following some advice from a mysterious NewTube channel, Hobin is soon knocking out guys stronger than him and raking in more money than he could have ever dreamed of. Can Hobin keep this up, or will he eventually meet his match?

Mission: Yozakura Family

Studio: SILVER LINK. (Non Non Biyori)

Summary: Taiyo Asano is a super shy high school student and the only person he can talk to is his childhood friend, Mutsumi Yozakura. It turns out that Mutsumi is the daughter of the ultimate spy family. Even worse, Mutsumi is being harassed by her overprotective, nightmare of a brother, Kyoichiro. Taiyo will have to take drastic steps to save Mutsumi.

Jellyfish Can’t Swim in the Night

Studio: Doga Kobo (Oshi no Ko)

Summary: The young artist Yoru Kurage has been on hiatus ever since a certain incident. In reality, her name is Mahiru Kōzuki. She became traumatized by the pressure of being "special" and instead decided to live a normal, standard high school life. However, things change when she meets former idol Kano Yamanōchi.

A Crow Doesn't Choose Its Master (Karasu wa Aruji o Erabanai)

Studio: Pierrot (Bleach)

Summary: Yukiya is the lackluster second son of a regional boss in the North House territory. His younger brother has overtaken him in academics. He is no good at sword battle, either. Not that this ever bothers him. So it comes as a shock when this boy, who claims to have no ambition whatsoever, is the one chosen to attend the Imperial Prince in Court--. What awaits Yukiya and his new master is intrigue, murder, a mysterious drug, and invasion from an unexpected enemy. Can they save the world of Yatagarasu (three-legged crows of Japanese myth)?

Mysteries, Maidens, And Mysterious Disappearances

Studio: Zero-G (Grand Blue)

Summary: A mysterious incident that occurs in a row in a city. The challenge to this monster is... With a writer's aspiration, Sumireko, who is a plain girl and has a lot of sexual appeal and body. Although it looks like a boy, it is a bookstore clerk from Adashino who is full of mystery.

[bleach-your-panties]

Sincember Event ❄️❄️

Rating: Light Smut🍡

Requested By: @yfneccentric

Tetsurou Kuroo is a businessman. 

No, more like a business genius.

Graduated top of his class from one of Tokyo’s elite business schools.

He enjoys his career as a sports promotion agent. It not only rakes in big bucks, but also allows him to form lifelong friendships with his clients. 

Such as one Tobio Kageyama. 

They met back in high school during a practice match between their respective volleyball teams.

Those were all fond memories back then, but now? 

He's trying to resist slamming the dark-haired professional setter's head into a bowl of potato salad that was set out on the buffet table.

He didn't want to come to this stupid office party in the first place, but no, you insisted.

You even stayed up all night making a dessert to contribute to the company Christmas potluck.

How cute you are.

Though right now you were something less than cute and more lascivious as you flaunted yourself around, chatting and shaking hands with company executives and athletes alike.

And Kageyama.

Kuroo's dark, narrowed eyes didn't miss the flounce of your skirt as you twirled around Tobio, engaging him enthusiastically in conversation and rubbing all along his covered forearms.

The man in question didn’t even seem bothered that you were falling all over him, pretending to be interested in whatever he had to say, which Kuroo knew to be only boring sports jargon and a lot of other shit that he knew you didn't understand. 

Now, Tetsurou wouldn't consider himself a jealous man usually, but the dress you'd decided to wear tonight left just enough to the imagination to where he wouldn't have to snap Kageyama's neck for letting those dull blue eyes linger on your body for far too long.

Oh, but Kuroo knows just how to fix you, though…

—-

“'m sorry, Tetsu! Please!” 

Your moans circulated throughout the large, empty bathroom as your boyfriend pressed you up against the marble sink.

The crotch of his gray pinstriped suit pants rubbed against your bare ass while his long, slim fingers thrust upwards into your soaking cunt.

Kuroo had lost track of how long you'd been in here, how long he'd had you pressed against the counter babbling his name in broken syllables while he finger-fucked you in earnest.

“Hm, you're sorry, kitten? Sorry for what, exactly?” 

His opposite palm came up to slap against your swollen ass cheek, the sound like firecrackers popping off in the empty space. 

“Sorry for practically slutting yourself out for Tobio in front of everyone? Is that what you're sorry for? Answer me, slut, or I'll stop.”

You nodded profusely, tears seeping down your cheeks and ruining your meticulously done makeup. Not that you really cared.

“Yes, Tetsu! I'm so, so sorry! Please let me cum!”

With a soft chuckle, Kuroo withdrew his fingers and lifted them to his lips, sucking them loudly and causing you to let out a desperate whine. 

“You'd better hope that no one has to use the bathroom, Y/N, because I'm about to have you folded against this mirror in a second. That should teach you a lesson about flirting with my clients, huh?” 

----

ʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵍˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃᵖᵖʳᵉᶜⁱᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ🫶🏽

[kitashousewife]

aw, I'm sorry this weekend hasn't been good :( I am sending you well wishes for the new week ahead!

as for kita...I'm so sorry I can't shut up but I've been thinking so hard about how well he would fit accidental domesticity (is that even a thing?). like, growing up together and just being so familiar with each other. there's a certain tenderness children hold towards each other until they start to mature and it gets "icky," but with kita that's never happened. the way you take care of each other, the casual touches, even the way you speak feels second nature. and knowing kita especially, he's good to everyone. that's just how he is. you don't see it, how you two are...different with each other...despite the team's and your friends' constant teases. you only realize sometime in your mid-twenties while you're skirting around the kitchen making dinner with him as usual (still friends, still not together). osamu facetimes you from tokyo and gets the full brunt of your behaviour- you lift the spoon to kita's mouth so he can taste the soup, then he's got his hands on your waist as he moves behind you to grab some dishes. neither of you considers the domesticity of your situation until osamu drops a snarky comment about how you two should just get married already. suddenly you're frozen in kita's arms as he blinks down at you in surprise and you both realize that somewhere in the past 20-odd years, being together has become as easy as breathing.

ummm i hope you don’t mind if i extend on this!!! it’s so good!

kita x fem!reader, fluff no warnings

it’s a normal saturday night for kita and yourself. he called you up a little before dinner, asking if you wanted to stop by for a bite to eat. you agreed of course, it’s almost tradition at this point.

as soon as you walked into his little farmhouse, you were greeted with the most delicious aroma and a warm smile from your best friend.

“just in time, i need a taste tester,” he spoons a bit of the sauce he’s preparing, holding it out with his hand underneath for you to taste. when you do, he waits for your reaction anxiously.

“it’s…good!”

he frowns.

“im not lookin’ for good, im lookin’ for wow shin that’s incredible!”

you laugh and think a bit more while you set your things down.

“salt, a little more pepper, and some lemon juice? it just needs something.”

he nods, grabbing each thing you listed and adding it in. he stirs for a few seconds, looking over his shoulder while you rifle through his fridge.

“need some help?”

“if ya wanna make a side salad? everything else is covered. or drinks?” you hum, grabbing a few things out of his fridge before moving to his baskets of produce from his garden.

the two of you work in silence for a while, cutting and chopping, whisking and simmering until things are just about ready.

“samu, how’s yer saturday goin?”

from the screen in front of kita, osamu sits on his couch with his arm behind his head.

“fine, fine. just thought i would say hi,” he notices you walking in the back with a salad bowl and smirks. “hello to ya!” you know he’s talking to you so you wave from behind kita’s frame.

“we’re gonna have a new recipe tonight. gram told me about it and i just thought we could test it out,” kita says, rather focused as he plates the two dishes. osamu chuckles. the two of them go back and forth for a bit, sharing tips and discussing methods when kita spoons the sauce yet again for tasting.

“try this again for me?” you walk over, and just like before kita places the spoon to your lips, watching intently. when you close your eyes and hum, he feels accomplished.

“oh my god, get a room you two,” osamu derides, chuckling when the two of you jump back from each other.

“n-no, it’s not like that she just-“

“we always do this i didn’t-“

osamu’s laughter booms through the speakers while the two of you stand and stare at each other.

this sort of behavior is so normal for the two of you. snuggling on the couch during movies, small touches in the business of the kitchen, sharing milkshakes on hot days. you’d never really given it a second thought until people (kita’s friends) started making comments.

“im just messin’ with the two of ya. i’ll let ya guys go, enjoy the rest of your evening” osamu waves, ending the call. kita looks back at you with wide eyes, spoon still in hand.

“i didn’t mean to make ya uncomfortable-“

“no no, im not uncomfortable at all.”

he gives you a small smile, and the two of you chuckle before turning back to your dinner as naturally as you can.

the dinner is unusually quiet tonight. the two of you are more focused on stealing glances from each other than eating the extremely delicious dinner that’s been prepared.

with love.

[mostlyfate]

Tokyo Salad Bowl 東京サラダボウル · 2025

[jdramasource]

Tokyo Salad Bowl 東京サラダボウル · 2025

[monochromaticbeans]

Chapter 21: Home Is Wherever I'm With You

(This one is a lot longer than most of the other chapters so far. Hikari and her parents visit her mom's side of the family in the States.)

Home is wherever I’m with you.

"Home" ~ Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros

The taxi rolled to a stop in front of a modest white house with blue shutters that framed the windows like a picture postcard. The slightly weathered porch and its pots of flowers arranged with care looked just as she remembered. A pair of cardinals fluttered in the old oak tree, pecking at the seeds in a bright red feeder that swayed gently in the breeze. The scene had a kind of timeless charm, like someone hit pause on a warm memory and left it waiting just for her.

Even the garden gnome standing guard by the front door made her smile. Her grandma swore it “warded off bad vibes,” and no one in the family dared challenge the claim—not after the time Uncle Gary scoffed, tripped on the porch step, and spilled iced tea all over himself.

Before she could fully take in the sight, the door swung open with an energy that suggested it had been waiting for her just as long as the rest of the house had. Out bustled her grandma, all bright eyes and open arms.

“Hikari!” she called, her voice filled with enough joy to make it seem like decades had passed instead of just a few years.

“Grandma!” Hikari laughed, barely setting down her guitar case before being swept into a hug that felt like coming home. Grandma smelled exactly the same—lilac and vanilla, soft and sweet, like hugs themselves had a signature scent.

Behind her, the screen door creaked loudly on its hinges. Grandpa stepped out onto the porch in his well-worn baseball cap, the same one he always had on. Hikari swore he only took it off to shower. And maybe to sleep… Maybe.

“Our little Tokyo rock star,” he teased, his voice warm and familiar as he clapped her gently on the shoulder. His eyes drifted down to the guitar case. “Brought it just for us?”

“Just for you, Grandpa,” Hikari replied with a grin, even though the guitar rarely left her side.

The house seemed to exhale as she stepped inside, welcoming her back with its unmistakable blend of cinnamon and something faintly earthy, like old wood and coffee grounds. The grandfather clock in the hallway ticked steadily, its rhythm as familiar as her own heartbeat. Every inch of the space carried the layered warmth of her grandparents’ lives—lived-in, loved, and slightly mismatched in a way that made perfect sense.

The walls were lined with family photos, a gallery of smiles, holidays, and moments frozen in time. There was a picture of her mom as a kid, holding a trophy taller than she was. Next to it, Hikari as a toddler, standing triumphantly on her grandpa’s workbench, paintbrush in hand, ready to help in the adorably unhelpful way that toddlers do.

The big, overstuffed couch looked just as she remembered, flanked by antique side tables dressed with lace doilies. A little dish of cinnamon candies—the kind she and her cousins love—sat on the coffee table. The kitchen doorway still bore the cheerful, hand-painted sign that read, “Welcome, Y’all!” in bright script.

Grandma glanced back over her shoulder, smiling warmly. “We’re so glad you’re here, Hikari. It’s been too long.”

Hikari’s chest tightened with a swell of nostalgia. The house was more than just a place. It was her grandparents’ essence—the lilac perfume, the baseball cap, the gnome on the porch—all wrapped into walls that held her mom’s memories and her own.

It was a world that felt like hers, too, even if it was half a world away.

***

The house thrummed with the sounds of family as Hikari stepped into the crowded dining room, her senses practically vibrating with the noise and energy of her aunts, uncles, and cousins filling every corner. The long dining table was set for at least a dozen with mismatched plates and silverware. A basket piled with bread rolls and a large bowl of salad were surrounded by bottles of every sort of dressing in existence. Grandma had pulled out her entire kitchen, apparently, for the occasion. And in the center, still in the pot, was a steaming mountain of spaghetti glistening with red sauce.

“Dig in, y’all!” her grandma called, ladling generous servings of spaghetti onto plates as Hikari’s cousins scrambled to grab seats. Hikari glanced around, grinning at how everyone seemed to slip back into a rhythm as if no time had passed at all.

“Hey, stranger!” Her oldest cousin Sarah plopped down beside her with a wide smile, looking her over with a mix of curiosity and excitement. “It’s been what, three years? You’re even cooler than I remembered.”

“At least three, maybe four,” Hikari replied, slipping into her seat. She still felt a little out of place with everyone’s voices flying around, discussing things and people she didn't know, but there was something so wonderful about her family’s presence that made her feel right at home.

Just as Grandma handed her a plate of spaghetti, Hikari pulled out a familiar set of wooden chopsticks. She positioned them in her hand with practiced ease, smiling as she gathered up strands of spaghetti like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Across the table, her older cousin Josh snorted, nudging his sister. “Look at Hikari, breaking out the chopsticks on spaghetti.”

Her youngest cousin, Alex, who had been watching her in wide-eyed curiosity, giggled playfully, his two front teeth only just beginning to grow back in. “How do you even use those? Don’t they get stuck?”

Hikari blinked, looking down at her chopsticks and back at her cousins, unsure what was strange about it. “It’s noodles,” she said simply, like that explained everything. “You eat noodles with chopsticks.”

Josh's twin sister Jessica laughed, leaning in. “That’s true for ramen, sure. But spaghetti?” She grabbed her fork and twirled a big bite, spinning the noodles expertly. “See—no chopsticks required.”

Hikari tilted her head, watching the twirl with genuine interest, but even so, something in her balked at the idea of not using chopsticks. She shook her head, smiling softly, but kept right on eating her spaghetti the way she always did.

Masaru leaned over with a grin. “You see, she’s got it figured out,” he said, raising his own set of chopsticks for emphasis. “Besides, some things don’t need to be fixed.”

Grandma laughed, coming around to pass out the garlic bread. “The Tokyo influence is strong, huh?” She gave Hikari a wink, patting her shoulder as she went.

The cousins exchanged amused looks, but the laughter was warm and welcoming. For the rest of the meal, Hikari kept right on with her chopsticks, smiling softly as her family teased her here and there. They asked her questions about Tokyo, about her friends, about the music she loved so much—and even though the sounds and sensations felt a little overwhelming, she felt their curiosity and their love. It had been so long since she’d been with them like this, and somehow, it felt both strange and completely right.

***

The morning of her cousin Sarah's wedding, Hikari stood in front of a mirror in her grandparents’ guest room, smoothing the soft, eggplant-colored satin of her dress. It was beautiful, really—a deep, rich purple that her cousin chose specifically to match the wedding colors, and it fit better than anything she’d ever owned. Not too tight, not too loose. A good dress for a wedding, she thought, not entirely accustomed to seeing herself this dressed up.

Still, as she shifted, the zipper along the back reared its ugly head, an annoying line right down the middle of her spine. She reached back, pressing it flat, though she knew it wouldn’t make much of a difference. At least she’d already snipped off the itchy tag. She felt a tiny, private victory over that one.

Aunt Becky peeked in through the door, beaming. “There she is! You look perfect, Hikari. I knew that color would look amazing on you!”

Hikari’s cheeks warmed, and she gave a small, slightly shy smile. “Thanks,” she replied, glad her aunt couldn’t see the quiet struggle going on between her and the zipper.

A few hours later, they arrived at the wedding venue—a rustic barn decked out with fairy lights, a canopy of delicate flowers strung along the beams, and rows of chairs set out for the guests. The air buzzed with excitement, and the barn looked lovely, like a scene straight out of a magazine… but Hikari couldn’t help finding it a little funny. She couldn’t imagine herself getting married in a barn. A traditional Japanese wedding at a shrine, yes, with its soft, clean wood and quiet, timeless feel. But a barn? She stifled a giggle, imagining the look on Keisuke’s face if he were here.

As the ceremony began, Hikari sat quietly, watching Sarah and her soon-to-be husband Chris exchange vows. It was a strange feeling—seeing someone she’d grown up with make such a huge promise. They looked happy, and she felt a warmth spread in her chest as she watched Sarah’s face light up with joy.

As the reception filled the barn with laughter and the sounds of clinking glasses, Hikari took her place near the front, guitar in hand. The fairy lights cast a soft glow over the wooden beams, and she took a deep breath, steadying herself. Sarah asked her to play “Breathe” by Faith Hill for the first dance, and even though Hikari had learned it only in the last few days, she felt ready. The song came naturally to her, like it had always been waiting in her fingers and on her tongue.

But each time she practiced it, the same thought would sneak into her mind: Keisuke. Every note, every soft line made her think of him, of his crooked grin and the way he sometimes just listened without saying a word, how he was always so there—steady, solid, like nothing could ever make him leave.

Her cheeks grew warm just thinking about it. It’s just a song, she reminded herself, shaking her head. But the lyrics, the soft, yearning melody—it all sent her thoughts to that place she tried not to think about too much.

She glanced over to where Sarah and Chris were waiting, hands clasped, eyes only for each other. When she started playing, the room grew quiet, and Hikari’s fingers found the chords with ease, her voice rising steady and clear.

“I can feel the magic floating in the air…”

The words came softly, but filled every corner of the barn. She let herself drift into the song, each line bringing her closer to the same feeling that crept up on her every time she practiced.

“The whole world just fades away.

The only thing I hear

Is the beating of your heart.”

Her voice grew warmer, and as she sang, her mind drifted back to Keisuke, his laugh, his rare moments of softness, the way he felt like home. She tried to push the thought aside, but the song made it impossible; each line seemed to echo her own feelings, and her cheeks grew pink, her heart beating a little faster with every line.

“I can feel you breathe, it’s washing over me…”

As she strummed the last few chords, she let the music fade out, her voice trailing softly. The barn was silent for a moment, everyone held still in the warmth of the song. Then, like a spark, the room filled with applause, cheers echoing from every corner as Sarah and Chris shared a soft kiss.

Hikari gave a small, shy nod, setting her guitar aside as the song ended. The clapping and shouts faded into laughter and chatter as the newlyweds stayed out on the floor, joined quickly by the rest of the family. Soon enough, the music shifted, filling the space with a faster beat, and everyone was dancing.

A grin spread across Hikari’s face as she was pulled into the middle by her cousins. The music took over, and she moved with the rhythm, letting herself be carried away by the laughter, the warmth, and the joy that filled the night.

But in the back of her mind, the song still echoed, each note and line settling quietly in her heart. Breathe. She couldn’t wait to tell Keisuke all about it when she got home. And maybe, she'd be brave enough to play it.

***

Later that evening, after Sarah and Chris left for their honeymoon, the reception started to wind down and the last few songs were only half-danced, Hikari found herself sitting with her cousins, flipping through the photos on her digital camera. They all huddled close, watching as each picture clicked by on the tiny screen.

“Look at this one! You got the perfect angle on Grandma doing the two-step!” Alex giggled, pointing as Hikari flipped through the images of the reception. “Oh, and this one—she looks so happy!” Her cousins “ooh’d” and “aww’d” over each moment, the camera capturing their grandparents dancing, their uncles clinking glasses, their younger cousins sneaking extra slices of cake, and Sarah throwing her bouquet over her shoulder.

After a while, Josh leaned in with a grin. “Okay, we’ve seen all the family pictures,” he said, nudging her shoulder. “Show us your Tokyo life! We wanna see what you get up to back home.”

Hikari hesitated, then shrugged, unable to hide a small smile as she started scrolling to the photos from back home. There was one of her on Keisuke’s bike, her arms wrapped tight around his waist, his hair wild from the wind as they rode through Tokyo. The next showed her, Keisuke, and a few others, all caught mid-laugh, with Chifuyu pulling a ridiculous face in the background.

“Whoa, wait, go back!” Josh interrupted, laughing as he pointed. “Is that your boyfriend or something?”

“Keisuke?” Hikari raised an eyebrow, a hint of pink rising to her cheeks once again. “No, he’s just… he’s my best friend.”

Jessica smirked, leaning in closer. “Best friend, huh?” She shared a knowing look with the others. “He’s cute! And that bike—looks like you two have fun.”

“Yeah,” Hikari said, smiling softly. “We have a lot of fun.”

As she clicked through more photos, they reached one with her, Emma, and Senju at the beach, sand covering their legs as they made silly faces. Another showed Toman’s entire First Division, all gathered in their black uniforms, looking a little scruffy and rough but relaxed, the distinctive kanji emblazoned on their jackets. Hikari was between Keisuke and Chifuyu, Ryusei towering behind her.

“Hey, what’s with those uniforms?” Alex asked, squinting at the screen. “Are y'all scouts or something?”

Hikari beamed, remembering when the picture was taken. It was right before the summer festival and Mitsuya snapped the photo for her. “This is all of us in the First Division. There's me, Keisuke, Chifuyu, Ryusei and Chuu...”

“What does all that lettering say?” Jessica asked.

“It means ‘Throughout the heavens, I alone am the honored one,’ it's a Buddhist thing,” Hikari explained. “But we mean as something like ‘We're the best.’”

“What does the other stuff say?” Alex asked, curious.

Hikari pointed to her right arm in the photo. “That says ‘Bōsō Manji gurentai,’ biker hoodlums, basically.” Pointing to Keisuke's left arm, she continued, “And that says our position. “His says ‘First Division Captain.’ Mine says ‘Third Seat First Division.’ You can't see it, but on the back it says ‘Tokyo Manjikai,’ meaning ‘Tokyo Manji Gang.’”

Everyone went quiet for a second, and then Jessica blinked, eyes widening. “Wait—gang? Like… an actual gang?”

Hikari looked at them, a bit unsure how much to say, but then nodded. “Yeah, kind of like a biker gang. It’s… it’s different, though. We’re all friends; it’s like family.”

Josh whistled, shaking his head. “Our little cousin is in a Japanese biker gang? That’s… that’s actually kinda cool.”

Hikari felt a shy smile tugging at her lips. “Yeah, I guess it is.” She clicked to another photo of them all hanging out at the shrine, looking relaxed and happy. “But really, it’s more like… they’re my people. We look out for each other.”

Josh gave her a curious look. “So, you all meet up… and what? Ride around on motorcycles like those biker movies?”

Hikari laughed, shaking her head. “Not always. Mostly we just hang out, or meet up. Sometimes we get into… stuff.”

Josh grinned, nudging her shoulder. “Well, remind me never to mess with you when you’re back in Tokyo, huh?”

Hikari chuckled, but she felt a warmth in her chest, grateful to be able to share this part of her life, even if her cousins didn’t quite understand all of it. As she showed them more photos, she realized something—it felt good, knowing her family could see this piece of her world and accept it, quirks and all.

***

A few days after the wedding, Hikari sat on her grandparents’ front porch, cradling the phone to her ear. The sun was setting, casting a soft orange glow over the yard, and the sound of cicadas drifted in the warm air. She held her breath until she heard Keisuke’s voice on the other end.

“Keisuke! It’s me,” she greeted, a smile spreading across her face.

“Hey,” he replied, the familiar, rough edge to his voice carrying through even the crackling international line.

“So, you won’t believe this,” she began, the excitement bubbling up as she started describing the wedding. “My cousin got married in a barn, like an actual barn, with hay and flowers and fairy lights. And everyone thought it was so pretty and magical—” she laughed, glancing around the yard as she talked. “But I kept thinking of what you’d say. You’d never go for it.”

He chuckled. “A barn, huh? Only thing I’d say to that is ‘pass the bug spray.’”

“Exactly!” She laughed, imagining him sitting stiffly on one of those barn benches, looking like he’d rather be anywhere else. “Still, it was fun, though. Being here with my family… I didn’t realize how much I’d missed them. It’s nice to see everyone again.”

There was a pause on the line, and she could hear him shifting, probably leaning back in his usual way. “Glad you’re having a good time.”

She smiled, letting the warmth of his voice settle over her. “How’s everything back home? Everyone’s okay?”

“Yeah, we’re all good,” he answered, his tone casual, steady. “Just the usual. Chifuyu, Ryusei, the rest of us—we’re hanging in there. You know, nothin’ new.”

Hikari hesitated, hearing a faint edge to his voice. He sounded fine, sure, but something felt…a bit off. But she pushed the thought away, trusting that if it were anything serious, he’d tell her.

“Alright,” she said, letting out a soft sigh. “Just make sure you don’t cause too much trouble without me there to keep an eye on you.”

He chuckled, a hint of mischief slipping into his tone. “Oh, like you’re not the one who drags me into trouble half the time.”

Hikari grinned, leaning against the porch railing. “I do nothing of the sort. I keep you in line.”

There was a comfortable pause, the kind that always seemed to happen with him. Even across thousands of miles, she could picture him perfectly—leaning back, smirking, sitting on the tiny balcony of his window with his arm resting on the railing.

“Well,” he finally said, his voice a bit softer. “Glad you’re with family. But don’t take too long, alright?”

“Don’t worry,” she replied, feeling a small pang of homesickness mixed with something warmer. “I’ll be back soon.”

“Good,” he replied, and she could almost hear the smile in his voice. “Tokyo’s too quiet without you around.”

The call clicked off soon after, and she set the phone back on its base, her fingers lingering on it for a moment. The yard was quiet again, but his warm and familiar voice remained in her ears, an invisible thread pulling her back home.

***

Later that evening, Hikari found herself being practically dragged into the living room by her cousin Josh, who was babbling excitedly about the night’s pro wrestling lineup.

“Come on, you like fighting so you’re gonna love this,” he said, pulling her onto the couch in front of the TV, where the familiar flashing lights and pulsing theme music were already in full swing.

Hikari blinked at the screen, laughing softly as she watched two wrestlers posing and taunting each other from opposite corners. One of them, a massive guy with muscles for days, looked about twice the size of his opponent, who was lean, wiry, and practically bouncing with energy.

Josh scoffed, shaking his head with absolute certainty. “Look at that guy—no way the little dude stands a chance. Just look at the size of him.”

Hikari raised an eyebrow. “Size isn’t everything, you know.”

Josh snorted. “Right, because it totally doesn’t matter that Mr. Beanpole over there is about to get flattened by The Incredible Hulk.”

“I’m serious!” Hikari argued, leaning forward as her gaze stayed glued to the screen. “It’s not just about size or strength. Speed and agility are just as important. Maybe more. Bigger guys can’t move as fast.” She crossed her arms, smirking as she added, “Most of the people I’ve fought were bigger than me.”

Josh laughed, waving a hand. “Alright, Karate Kid, we’ll see about that. But no way the little guy wins this one.”

They sat back, eyes locked on the match as it kicked off. The bigger wrestler charged forward, all muscle and power, but the smaller guy ducked and weaved, slipping out of each grab just in time. As the match went on, he darted around, leaping off the ropes and dodging attacks, slowly chipping away at his opponent’s defenses.

“See?” Hikari said, nudging Josh with a smug grin as the smaller guy expertly sidestepped another huge swing. “He’s using the big guy’s weight against him.”

And then it happened. The smaller wrestler swung his legs up, hooking them around the bigger guy’s neck and using his momentum to twist his opponent down in a move so fast Hikari barely caught it. Her eyes widened as she watched him flip the big guy to the mat in a headscissors takedown, the crowd roaring with excitement.

“Yabai…” Hikari breathed, leaning closer to the TV. “That was amazing!”

Josh, mouth open, pointed at the screen. “Didn’t see that coming,” he muttered. But before he could say anything else, Hikari grabbed the DVR remote.

“Wait—rewind it. I need to see that again.”

Josh rolled his eyes as she watched the move in slow-motion on repeat. She studied the takedown, watching the wrestler’s grip, the angle of his legs, and the way he controlled the movement, over and over. The gears in her mind were turning. If she could learn this move… Well, it might just be a game-changer back home.

After the third rewind, Josh gave her a skeptical look. “Alright, so you’ve watched it enough. But you can’t seriously think you could do something like that.”

Hikari shot him a determined look, eyes gleaming. “Only one way to find out, right?”

Josh shook his head, looking half-amused, half-horrified. But Hikari was already on her feet, tugging him toward the back door. “Come on! We’ll just practice the setup.”

Josh, clearly unsure about this but curious enough to go along, dug out his old skateboarding helmet and strapped it on before stepping into the middle of the yard. “Alright, but I don’t think you realize how hard this actually is.”

Hikari smirked. “You’ll be fine. Now, stand right there.”

She spent the next ten minutes practicing the setup, standing beside him, moving her legs, and mimicking the move in slow motion. She felt the strain of controlling the angle, adjusting until it felt natural.

Finally, after multiple slow, careful runs, she looked at Josh with a confident grin. “Alright, ready to try the real thing?”

Josh took a deep breath, bracing himself. “Yeah, sure. Let’s see what you’ve got.”

Hikari launched herself into the move with precision, locking her legs around his neck and twisting her weight, and in one swift motion, she sent Josh tumbling to the soft grass. The force knocked the wind out of him, leaving him gasping for breath, but his eyes sparkled with excitement as he sat up.

“Holy crap!” he managed between breaths, grinning like he’d just witnessed the coolest thing ever. “You actually did it!”

Hikari’s face softened, looking apologetic. “You’re not hurt, are you? I didn’t mean to go that hard—”

“Hurt?” Josh waved her off, still catching his breath. “That was awesome! I’m gonna have the coolest story to tell everyone.” He grinned at her, the excitement in his eyes unmistakable. “Who knew my little cousin was a real pro wrestler?”

Hikari laughed, the victory settling over her like a warm glow. As they walked back inside, she couldn’t help feeling proud. It was one more skill she could add to her arsenal—and maybe, just maybe, one more thing that would make her feel even stronger when she got back to Tokyo.

[inaraistired]

coming off watching Ano Kuzu this made me giggle

[cryptidsurveys]

Wednesday, August 21st, 2024.

What was the last gift you received? I believe it was an assortment of Easter chocolates from my mom.

Ten years ago, who was your best friend? Are you still best friends now? Oliver, and yes, we're still best friends.

What are some of your comfort foods? My comfort foods greatly overlap with my "safe foods," so things like oatmeal, yogurt bowls, mixed veggies with sriracha sauce, and giant salads.

What’s something that’s very popular, that you have no interest in? Superhero movies. <- Same. In general, I feel like I'm out of the loop when it comes to popular things. Even niche popular things, tbh. I will occasionally catch a reference, but that's about it. I very much have my own little realm of interests.

What’s something that many people would consider to be lame, but you don’t? I don't think many people would consider these things lame, but maybe they just aren't as interested in them as I am. Subjects such as history, philosophy, religion, outer space, sci-fi, conspiracies, etc.

Have you ever lost your house key? I probably have at some point.

How would you describe your clothing style? Dangerously bordering on pajamas. ;D

The last time you were in a line, what were you waiting for? Snacks at the movie theater.

What’s your favorite city in your own country? I'm not much of a city person (I much prefer woodsy, rural, mountainous areas), but as far as places I've visited, San Francisco.

What’s your favorite city in another country? I've never been to another country before, but I could actually see myself enjoying a trip to Tokyo, Japan. For some reason, that city just feels…different.

Are there any very common foods/drinks that you pretty much never consume? Soda, plain milk, seafood, hot dogs, sushi…

What kind of device are you taking this survey on? A desktop computer.

What’s the most expensive thing you own? My car.

When was the last time you had a package delivered, and what was it? I think it was some solar-powered string lights. I've been meaning to hang them up around the window in my bedroom; I've just been too lazy or distracted to bother.

Do you typically respond to text messages right away? Not unless they require an immediate response (such as being called in to the shelter). Otherwise, I have a tendency to procrastinate.

What has been the highlight of this past month? Animal shelter stuff, the kitten saga (I don't know if I've mentioned it here yet, but we found his home! <3), going to a movie with my mom, and all the rain we've been getting.

Has anyone ever assumed you were flirting with them, when you weren’t? I guess it's possible.

What types of stores do you enjoy browsing? Walmart, Big Lots, thrift stores, Barnes & Noble…basically anywhere with books or inexpensive home goods/clothing.

Did your parents spoil you when you were a kid? We were comfortably middle class, but I wouldn't say I was spoiled.

Would you rather watch a movie in the theater, or at home? I've actually been enjoying watching them in theaters these days.

What were you doing one hour ago? I was in therapy.

Have you ever used public transportation to get to work? I haven't.

What do you miss the most from before Covid times? This isn't specifically related to Covid, but I do miss when things weren't so tense and divisive.

What has been the best thing to happen to you in the past year? I've said it so many times now that I'm even starting to annoy myself. ;D

Who do you have listed as emergency contacts in your phone? I don't have anyone listed as an emergency contact. But the only people I have programmed in there at all are my mom and dad, so hopefully someone will get the picture.

Are you prone to jealousy? Less so than in the past, but still to some degree. I think I'm just better at recognizing it now and reacting appropriately.

How did you get through the lowest point in your life? I just…survived, I guess. Like literally - that's it. I dearly wished for death, but my body simply refused to give up. But life doesn't stay static forever, so things eventually improved enough to allow for more than mere survival.

Have you ever been someone’s first love? Yeah.

Have you ever played frisbee golf? Yeah.

What is your favorite silly, feel-good movie? I don't have one.

How old were you when you got your first gaming console, and what kind was it? I think my parents already had the original Nintendo when I was born, so I'll go with the N64, which I think we got for Xmas when I was around 6-7?

Who in your family has the coolest job? My parents are both retired. Last I knew, my sibling wasn't working. I guess I'm the only one who is sort of working, even if it is on a volunteer basis. I think working at an animal shelter is pretty darn cool, though, not gonna lie.

Is cereal technically a soup? I saw somewhere that a vanilla soy latte is basically a three bean soup. ;D

Have you found your first gray hairs yet. Yeah.

What is something that drains your energy really quickly? Negative social interactions (when people are really angry, grumpy, etc). On the flipside, positive social interactions can supercharge me.

Did you parents teach you how to make a budget before you moved out on your own? I haven't moved out on my own yet.

What is your favorite food to put gravy on? Mashed potatoes, turkey, stuffing…basically, a classic Thanksgiving dinner.

Do you know anyone from Canada? No.

What’s your opinion on astrology? Love any opportunity to blame some bullshit on """the stars""".

Do you use TikTok? No.

What do you have going on the rest of the day? I'm going to make some art after this, then have lunch, then housecleaning, then…idk, we'll see how this headache is holding up by then.

[pearls-notes-from-asia]

Day 6

We're currently sitting on a rooftop in Harajuku enjoying some drinks and the view. People drink highballs here (ginger, pictured right) which is only something I've read in like the Great Gatsby. They're very good.

I got my nails done in the afternoon but don't look too close because they look kind of crazy. I was so excited to do 3D nail art here but I didn't expect the stones to be so big... It was my fault for not saying anything. The technician frequently checked in to make sure I liked what I saw. I was just a newb. (Do people say that anymore?)

They're cool with the flash on. But I may try to take the stones off in Korea. I think it was the placement of them too, they should have been on the index and middle fingers on my right hand.

Don't the stone look like the iced coffee I had for lunch too?

We went to Daikanyama and Ebisu in the daytime. We had chicken and salmon and grilled vegetables and salads and the realest coffees in Tokyo to date. The restaurant was run by a woman who had lived in Seattle. She was very sweet. We went in by accident because I thought it was a coffee shop, but it was a happy accident. While Josh worked, I walked around, bought a t-shirt, saw some art books.

The last photobook made me tear up!

At my nail appointment, the woman and I talked about movies, books, travel, languages, food, school, career prospects—the whole two hours it took to do my mani-pedi. She was also very sweet. She said when she went to Hawaii she had never seen so many white people before. She also told me she's reading a book about the Roman Empire and said something about how ... in colonies, countries bring their customs (clothing, food, etc.) and wait until ... people stop complaining? I didn't understand if that was what she read in the book or if it was an evaluative statement about what she believes. HAHA. Colonies, clothing, food, people complaining were all words she used.

Afterwards, I met up with Josh who was getting a haircut in Harajuku. For dinner we had cold udon with an onsen egg and two different types of tempura at Esoragoto Udon. I think it's competing with the yakitori for my second favorite meal so far. I also got an overpriced karaage bowl with code roe at a department store rooftop, and it was better than all the overpriced food in the States for sure. We walked it off, and I saw a pair of black MM6 Margiela anatomic ballet flats for two thirds of the price in my size ... But they were still two thirds of the price, so I decided against it. Will I still be thinking about them? Likely.