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Green-Eyed Perv | Armageddon Event

Request: Envy | Han Jisung ft. Bangchan (SKZ) by anon song!

warnings: MDNI18+, voyeurism, masturbaiting (m!), chan is dating reader, han uses readers undies, han gets caught, crying (m!), mxm implications, pussy eating (implied), squirting, 3some implied, chan called daddy like twice

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He knew you were over the moment Jisung entered his home.

Even if you weren’t moaning upstairs from getting your back blown out by his roommate, Chan, Jisung would still know because of the clothes littered throughout the house.

The two of you must have come already eager, ripping the clothes off each other that trail to the stairs. Jisung notices your skirt in a lump, almost tauntingly.

To be fair, he did tell Chan he would be home late. His roomie probably took that as an invite to bring his girlfriend over for some…quality time. It’s just by pure coincidence that work had finished up early enough for Jisung to listen to your moaning and begging.

And no, he is not jealous. That ugly feeling in the pit of his stomach is not from knowing it’s Chan getting to fuck you. Being able to see your body in all its glory - wet, sticky, and everything beautiful.

And no Jisung doesn’t get worked up from hearing you two either. He doesn’t even pay attention to the way your whimpers muffle through the walls. And he most definitely does not creep to that pile of clothes, bending down to search for those pretty panties he always sees poking from the top of your skirts.

They’re lavender. Such a gentle color that seems too innocent to be wrapped around his cock, but that’s exactly what Jisung is thinking of doing. He brings the material to his face first, tilting so that his nose can get a good smell of you.

And, shit, he groans. Jisung’s hand tightens around your panties and he practically shoves it in his face.

It smells raw, like a musk that only you and Chan should know. It won’t hurt for Jisung to know too, just a little secret between the three of you.

He stands, keeping the material to his nose while quietly walking up the stairs. Jisung doesn’t have to worry too much about the noise. Chan’s bedroom squeaks and groans anyway, further disguising his presence.

And, like always, the door is cracked just enough. A habit from Chan, just in the rare case there’s an emergency he has to attend to quickly. There’s no way he would have known his caring trait would result in Jisung’s perversion. That it only adds aid to the swelling of his cock as he gets to peer at you two.

You’re not on your hands and knees like Jisung imagined. Instead, Chan seems to squat over you, your legs wide and open so that he can fuck into you mercilessly. This breeding position gives a great view from behind, seeing how your cunt breaks and opens for the cock burying inside.

In the beginning, Jisung always felt guilty. He hesitated in pulling his cock out, tugging at it unconfidently. Now, this scene is almost like a recurring episode. It’s all with familiarity that Jisung yanks his sweats low enough to pull himself out, struggling only a bit since his other hand still holds the underwear to his nose.

So much cream oozes down your ass. It slides down until melting into the sheets underneath.

A waste, Jisung thinks. He could be under you, mouth on your pussy while Chan keeps drilling into you. If you smell this good already, he can’t imagine how you'd taste. Your pretty moans would only increase. Even if you don’t use his cock, if Chan doesn’t allow him to get a feel of your pussy wrapped around him, he’d still be of use.

Jisung can be good. He can be so good. He’ll even help his hyung get hard if it means getting to feel your clit throb on his tongue.

He can imagine all he wants, but the fact is that he pathetically watches from the cracked door while pumping himself. The pre-cum acts as lube as Jisung strokes himself. Your panties grow wet from his drooling. He opts to make it drenched, widening his mouth to get a brief taste.

Your whimpers mask his own. Jisung can’t help the sound leaving his throat with your savor mixing with his spit.

“Ch-Channie.” You gasp out your lover's name. “I’m gonna cum.”

Already? No, no, no he just got here. Jisung may finish pretty quick himself, but he wants to keep watching.

“Yeah? Cum on my cock, baby.” Chan only encourages you further. His thrusts quicken. His sack slaps on your ass so hard that the noise echoes.

You squeal. Jisung watches your fingers thread into Chan’s hair, tugging his curls almost painfully. “Yesyesyesyes…”

He wishes he could see your face, how your face would twist in pleasure. The way your pretty lips would curve into a blissful smile.

Or would you keep your mouth open? Pouring out the uncontrollable moans and pleas that Chan fucks out of you.

Jisung had barely gotten your panties around his cock when you cum. Clear fluid spurts from your cunt, hitting the edge of the bed.

And Chan, Chan keeps fucking you. Jisung can see the glistening cum on the back of your thighs, on Chan’s cock that drills into you. How his hyung doesn’t slip out once, Jisung doesn’t know.

But Jisung is grateful for Chan’s endurance. It lets him be able to feel the soft cotton on his cock. It’s so wet, so warm that if Jisung closes his eyes, he can pretend it’s your cunt and the noises you’re making are because of him.

“Yeah, that’s it.” Chan groans. “Cum on it. Who’s fucking you? Huh? Who’s fucking this pussy?”

Way to ruin it, Jisung thinks. But he prepares. He waits for the name that will naturally tumble from those swollen lips.

Cha-

“H-Han.”

What? No, he misheard. Their names are similar, a mere letter difference, but you keep saying it over and over.

“Han! Hanhanhan. D-door.”

Jisung’s eyes snap open. When he looks into the room again, he sees your head around Chan’s body, straining your neck to catch him in the act.

Chan’s thrusts slow, stopping so his cock is buried deep. You squeal, but your eyes don’t leave Jisung’s once.

“Han.”

His heart drops to his stomach. You have to know. You have to see your underwear being used as a fleshlight and the flush in Jisung’s cheeks. Adrenaline courses through his body, but he freezes instead of running away like he should.

“Told you.” Your words are directed at Chan. “I told you he watches.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Jisung feels the sting in his eyes. It was only a matter of time before he got caught, but he was being so careful. He was sure it wouldn’t be until a while before-

“Guess you did.” Jisung can hear a smile in his hyung’s voice. “Looks like you were right after all.”

You giggle. Laughing like your boyfriend’s roommate wasn’t just perving on you two.

Your attention turns back to Jisung, beckoning him with your head. “Don’t just stand there, weirdo. Come in.”

It must be a trick. Jisung is convinced Chan will beat him up the moment he walks through the door, but no harm is done even as Jisung stands next to you and him, hiding his cock with your underwear.

He has to apologize before it’s too late. What if he messes up your relationship with Channie? What if Chan doesn’t want to be his friend anymore? Jisung wouldn’t blame him if he kicked him out, but fuck, it would hurt.

Instead, Jisungs chokes on a sob. He tries so hard to blink the tears away, but he can’t help the few that fall.

You coo immediately. Chan pulls out to let you sit up and reach for Jisung, pulling his wrist so he sits on the damp bed.

“Hannie, nooo.” You use your thumb to swipe a tear away. “I’m not mad.”

Jisung gasps for air, clutching onto your panties for dear life. “Y-you’re not?”

You shake your head, but Jisung finds it hard to believe you. “But I was watching you two. I was…I was being gross and-”

“I like it.” You scoot closer. “I like it when you watch.”

“Even…even if it's gross?”

You smile. “Well, isn’t that why it feels so good? You watching us and us knowing, it’s gross both ways.” Your lips curve lustfully. “But it makes me so wet. Makes Channie want to fuck me harder.”

Jisung turns to his hyung who turns pink. “I mean…I might as well if someone’s watching.”

“See?” You grab hold of Jisung’s chin to make him look at you. “We’re all a little gross. You don’t have to feel bad.”

Maybe that’s true. It’s even gross for some people to be comforted by someone completely naked. But Jisung only leans into your touch more, finding himself being consoled by your nude self.

“I just don’t want you to hate me.”

Words don’t seem to be helping. You opt to show Jisung, pulling him further until he lays on the bed on top of you.

Chan brushes the hair from your face, letting Jisung get a good look.

You’re still flushed, pink from being fucked only minutes ago. The space between your breasts is riddled with bruises and Jisung wishes he could only add more.

“Never.” You’re whispering now. “We could never hate you.”

Are you going to let him fuck you? While your boyfriend watches? That would be such a turnover. It would feel good to make his hyung watch how good he would fuck his girl. You might swap men if he does it right.

His cock chubs up at the thought. He’s still nervous, but it’s not from fear like before. Your eyes and touches are reassuring in the best way.

“Oh, I don’t think so buddy.” Chan places a hand on Jisung’s shoulder. “I know what you’re thinking. You are not getting to fuck her.”

Jisung turns, lower lip jutting out in a pout. “No?”

“No.” Chan’s firm. “You’re not ready for that.”

In desperation, Jisung looks at you. His eyes plead for you to say otherwise, but you’re already shaking your head.

“Daddy makes the rules around here.”

Chan laughs, but his grip tightens on Jisung. “Yeah. And daddy says no.” The thick hand on Jisung’s shoulder pushes him until he has no choice but to crawl down. It’s not until his face is to your cunt that Chan releases him.

You happily giggle, spreading your legs immediately and holding the back of your thighs.

Some remnants of your cream and squirt remain on your cunt. Your hole flutters just slightly, coaxing Jisung’s tongue from his mouth.

It looks so beautiful this close. Your swollen clit peeking from the hood. Your lips flush in a dark pink that has Jisung leaking again.

“You can clean her up for the next round.” Chan lays next to you, groping your tits and pinching your nipples. “And after that, you can watch and keep humping her underwear. Deal?”

Jisung can’t tell if he wants to thank Chan or glare at him, but he nods anyway. He already told himself that he’d do anything to get a taste of you. If this is what it must be, being nothing but a munch and a perv, then so be it.

His cock will be satisfied with your panties, like always.

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bitsofeverything247 · 5 years ago

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Hi hi! I would like to request on what would yandere platonic Todoroki family react if their kid/sibling love to sing and is pretty good at it! Take your time if you are busy

Yandere Platonic Todoroki Family x singer reader

LMAOOOOOOOOO the images that popped in my mind.

Okay so this isn't very yandere. Beware, this is literally one of the stupidest things I've written, but I had to get this off my chest.

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Yandere Todorki Family:

You were singing to your self while cleaning up your room, thinking you were alone. And as one does singing while cleaning, you were really into the song and completely pouring your heart out. Only once did you finish singing, you heard clapping. You turned around to see Dabi standing in your doorway, clapping and smiling. "You have a good voice, baby sis. Adorable, really" He said to you, pinching your cheek. You swatted his hands away, mumbling a 'stop it' and 'thanks' under your breath. Just as you were about to return back to cleaning, he suddenly grabbed your hand. "You know what? I have a great idea."he grinned mischievously. You eyed him suspiciously. "Does it involve me getting out of this house?"you asked him. "For a while."he replied, still grinning. You thought for a while. Its been too long since you've been outside anyways. "Alright. Let's go." Dabi's smile widened as he took your hand and dragged you down the stairs of his dad's home. You guys were almost out the door before Shotou stopped you. "Where are you going?"he inquired. "I'm taking her out with me. You wanna join?" Dabi answered for you. Shotou didn't trust the wicked glint in his brother's eyes. Shotou nodded, joining you guys to wherever Dabi was taking you, but not before sending his mom a text that you were with them. She would go crazy worry if she didn't know where you were.

You guys had left in the morning and returned just before dinner. Enji and Rei were getting anxious about where your brothers had taken you for so long. Fuyumi and Natsuo were texting Shotou back and forth about you, but he only told them that they will be returning soon and to "wait to be surprised".

Once you guys came home, Shotou was the first to enter and quell everyone's worries. He told them to sit in the lounge and that he and his siblings have prepared a surprise for them. Once everyone had settled down, Shotou called you and Dabi in. Dabi walked in first, still grinning wickedly, and then you walked in.

The silence was deafening as everyone looked at you.

There you stood, your appearance completely changed. Your hair was coloured jet black like Dabi's, but had streaks of neon green in it. It was pulled into space buns, and half of your hair was down. Your eyes were decorated with green eyeshadow and black kohl liner, eyelashes heavy with mascara, and your lips were coloured jet balck. You were wearing a spiked choker, a black AC/DC shirt, black shorts with fishnet stockings underneath and black laced boots.

You could literally hear crickets.

"(Y/n)? Is- is that you?" Fuyumi was the first to break the silence. "This was Dabi's idea."you pointed at him. Everyone looked at him. Dabi only chuckled, replying "yeah. But wait. The surprise isn't done yet."

"There's more?"Natsuo asked, bewildered.

Dabi ignored him and brought out his electric guitar and speakers. Shotou was handed the triangle instrument. Once everything was set up, Dabi handed you a mic and told you to take position.

You were about to sing "Shook me all night" by AC/DC. You were only doing this because Dabi had promised to take you out more often.

"This is the surprise."Dabi said before he started his guitar solo.

And then your part came. You closed your eyes to avoid further embarrassment.

The song ended with Shotou striking the triangle. Honestly, he was glad to be a part of whatever you're doing, so he pestered Dabi to gave him a little part in the song as well.

When you opened your eyes, you took in the scene in front of you. Natsuo and Fuyumi were filming you, Rei had tears in her eyes and Enji's mouth was slightly agape.

And then everyone started clapping. Rei got up and hugged you, her tears falling down her cheeks. "Oh my....that was so good sweetie! Mommy's super proud of you! You have the voice of a sweet angel!! My baby!!!" Natsuo was next to hug you and high five Dabi. "You're a little rockstar baby sis!" "Your voice is great, but you should sing for us only." Shotou said montonously. Fuyumi had little tears in her eyes as well. "That was really nice, (Y/n). C-can I be a part of your band as well?"she asked, feeling a little bummed out that she was left out. "Uh, yeah sure."

You then looked at Enji, waiting for his reaction. You had figured it out that this was all an elaborate plan of Dabi's to piss Enji off. Dabi changed your appearance and made you sing this song specifically to break whatever "little innocent princess" image of you Enji had in his mind.

Enji stood and walked towards you, his expression as serious as ever. Dabi was biting his lip in anticipation. Is this it, he thought, did he break Enji?

Enji looked at you, blue eyes piercing you. Suddenly, a small smile appeared on his face. His eyes were soft as he spoke. "That was very good, (Y/n). You sang quite nicely. One of my favourite bands as well." He said, before patting your head affectionately. "You should sing more often." He said.

What the fuck? Enji, a traditional and conservative man, likes AC/DC? Dabi thought to himself. His plan produced counterproductive results.

"Oh definitely! We should do this every week! Her voice is great!"Natsuo said. "Yes."Shou nodded. "I'll play the piano! Or I can duet with (Y/n)! We can do that right?"Fuyumi asked. "Lets pick the next song. Maybe one that isn't as obscene as this one. Dabi you should've known better, she's too young to listen to these songs." Natsuo added. Shotou nodded. Fuyumi agreed,"Yeah. And that outfit didn't suit her at all. I've already picked out our next look! A light pink and white theme for all of us! (Y/n) what do you think?"the siblings turned to ask you, but you weren't in the room. Neither were their parents.

Enji and Rei had taken you to your room. Rei was running you a warm bath, while Enji was un-doing you hair. "How long does this dye last?"he asked you, dislike clearly evident on his face at the neon streaks in your hair. "I think a month" you said, as you went to un-pin your hair but he gently swatted your hand. Sighing, you put your hands back in your lap. Rei came back with your pyjamas and took you to your bath. "My sweet angel. Look what they did to your pretty skin and hair. And then making you sing such a vulgar song! Your brothers are nice, but remind me to never let you go out with them again." She said to you, rubbing off your makeup as if it was dirt.

You wanted to remind her that you can still wash yourself. You wanted remind her that this was the first time in 5 months since you had been outside the house. Don't do it though.

You don't want to spend the night in a frozen bathtub, do you?

If you were actually a singer, you best believe Enji would've bought your first 100 albums himself. Rei would attend all your concerts and buy all of your merchandise.

Also imagine, the Todoroki siblings in a band. I think they'll be like Arctic Monkeys or something. What do you guys think?

Requests are open!

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