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⋆ it has to be canon at this point that baby is so royally pissed off about Jinu not letting him have any visible piercings. absolutely one thousand percent he gets a tongue piercing out of spite. this is my idea of what happens when he surprises reader and mystery with it.

⋆ cw ꒱ ⇢ poly baby x reader x mystery, fem reader, cursing, baby telling you he’s gonna eat your pussy, mystery sucking baby’s dick, the usual.

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“It’s not fucking fair — Jinu’s a tyrant. The rest of the idiots have them.”

You sigh heavily. “He’s not a tyrant, Baby. You know the image you’ve got to uphold in the band, and the rules. Which includes no piercings.”

He huffs, crosses his arms. “Yeah. No visible piercings.”

Your eyes narrow. “What does that mean?”

Baby gives you a sly smile and sticks out his tongue. A shiny metal ball stares back. Your eyes widen, stomach jolting with arousal, and a thousand dirty images run through your mind.

“What — Baby, when the hell did you get your tongue pierced?” As subtly as possible, you rub your thighs together. Shifting your weight on the couch.

He glances at your thighs, smirking. “Yesterday.” Baby leans in until you’re crowded against the armrest, neck bent at an odd angle. He wiggles between your thighs and hovers over you, yellow eyes glowing. Baby presses a kiss to the corner of your mouth. “So, you gonna let me show you how good it feels?” He murmurs, dragging his long tongue up your throat.

The metal is smooth. Your pussy clenches.

“W- wait! Doesn’t it need to heal?” You swallow a moan and tilt your head, inviting him for more. “Does Mys know?”

“It’s already healed, angel,” he says, sucking on the skin right below your jaw. “Haven’t told Mys yet, wanna surprise him and blow him.” Baby’s fingers hook in the waistband of your sweats. “M’gonna eat your pussy now, okay?”

There’s no room for argument.

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Mystery finds you as a melted puddle in bed. Dead asleep.

Baby saunters from the bathroom, towel wrapped around his waist. His hair is damp from a shower. Mystery looks him up and down.

“Hey handsome,” Baby greets with a grin.

“What’s the surprise?”

Baby laughs, coming to a stop in front of him. “Straight to it. Not a single kiss hello or anything?” Baby teases.

Mystery hums. He slips a finger under Baby’s towel and tugs him close for a soft kiss. Baby doesn’t let him go. He cups Mystery’s face and kisses him hard. Moaning lowly, shoving his tongue between his boyfriend’s lips. Mystery gasps when Baby’s piercing brushes his tongue.

He breaks the kiss and they lock eyes, panting. Both heavy lidded. Both sizing up the other.

Mystery shoves Baby and he stumbles backwards with a yelp, hitting the edge of the bed and sitting down. Mystery drops to his knees and yanks Baby’s towel off, tossing it somewhere unimportant.

“Mys, fuck —,” Mystery forces Baby’s legs apart. Bites down on his inner thigh harshly and sucks. “I was going to suck you off, you’re ruining my plans dammit!” He whines.

“Too bad. Later.”

Suddenly you’re in Baby’s ear, whispering, “Don’t complain about getting a blowjob, Baby. Mystery’s reaction is hardly a surprise.” You hook your chin over Baby’s shoulder. “Now be a good boy and let me watch.”

Mystery sucks the tip of Baby’s cock between his lips and he’s gone.

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ᝰ KPOP DEMON HUNTERS ‣ ‣ ‣ take me home

𖤐 ━ ˗ˏˋ hi! quick note, most of these works will more than likely be poly baby x reader x mystery. just have an itch for it. i will create separate links for them on their own if it comes to that. i might write for the other boys at some point but idk yet.

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༝ ᭝ ༝ baby x reader x mystery ༝ ᭝ ༝

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𖤐 ━ ˗ˏˋ master list

| poly baby x reader x mystery |

⋆ chapter one ꒱ sex w/baby and facetiming mystery during.

⋆ chapter two ꒱ surprise! baby now has a tongue ring out of spite.

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My current not-approved-by-the-government opinion is that im not anyone's parent and i should not be responsible for random teenagers online. If I post smth thats 'meant for adults' and its labled as such then what happens from there is literally not my problem. If a teen- who is fully capable of turning on self moderation settings on their own btw- doesn't use a site's provided self moderation settings and they see boobs or dicks then like literally whatever, its neither the end of the world or a big deal. It shouldn't fall on me or a website or a tech company to do a parent's job, and also frankly i don't think a parent should be breathing down their 16 year old's neck on the off chance they do actually want to look at tits, but thats a discussion that americans will fucking throw a fit at so maybe we'll discuss that another day in better company.

"But what about young children!!" see thats! where parents should be involved- that is to say, why are you letting your young child on the internet in the first place, you fucking idiot.

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a part of us never left that mountain

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i’m thinking Mystery comes home and makes Baby get fucked in missionary so reader can ride him at the same time until he cries

⋆ just uh…. i’m filled with the images of baby & mystery. this possessed me out of nowhere.

⋆ cw ꒱ ⇢ so, yeah. getting fucked by baby and calling mystery in the middle of it. cursing, biting, raw dogging, phone sex i suppose, cream pie. fem reader. this is baby x reader x mystery coded, like y’all are all three in a relationship — you just so happen to be getting fucked by baby while mystery is out.

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Baby bites.

Not as hard as Mystery, who leaves you looking like a chewed up dog’s toy, but still. Baby is a fan of sinking his teeth in for a taste.

“Ow!” Sharp canines threaten to break the skin over your collarbone and you hiss, fisting Baby’s hair with one hand. Smacking the back of his head with the other. “Baby, fuck — too hard,” you whine.

Baby moans and clutches the sheets. He grinds his hips, cock pushing inside your pussy as far as he physically can get it, and sucks the skin between his teeth. You clench tight from the sharp sting and with a wet pop, you’re freed. “Mmm, but you look so sweet wearing my hickeys like a necklace. One more?” He pleads, rolling his hips. He pouts playfully, batting his lashes.

“Promise we’ll call Mystery after?” He promised to call your missing partner two hickeys ago.

Baby rolls his eyes. “I promise I’ll call Mys, okay?”

You tilt your chin in invitation and Baby is chewing on your throat again. He marks you up then sits back on his heels, admiring. Proud of his handiwork. Baby searches for his phone in the sheets, making a happy noise when he finds it, and FaceTimes Mystery.

“Hello?” Mystery’s voice crackles through the speaker. Baby pinches your clit and you cry out. “Baby? What are you guys doing? Are you okay?”

“Hi Mys,” Baby sighs, pulling his cock halfway out, pushing in so you’re completely full of him. Baby’s finally moving and he feels insane inside you. “Our angel wanted to call you. Since you’re missing out.”

“Missing out on what?”

“I’ll show you if you’re alone. Can’t have just any loser seeing her naked.”

Mystery pauses. “Just a second.” There’s some shuffling, a door shutting and locking. “I’m alone. Show me,” he demands.

Baby snickers. “Smile for the camera, sweet angel,” Baby coos, flipping it so Mystery has the perfect view of you sprawled out beneath him as he fucks you slowly. He runs his fingers over fresh, aching hickeys and you whine. “Look what I did, Mys. She was missing your marks, so I filled in.”

“Fuck,” Mystery breathes. “It’s so pretty Baby. Makes my teeth ache. I wanna tear into both of you.”

Baby’s cock twitches.

“When will you be home Mys?” You chime in, reaching a hand down to play with your clit. Baby’s fucking at a snail’s pace, but it’s enough friction to have you headed towards that hot burst of pleasure.

“Can you flip her over, Baby?” Mystery suddenly asks.

You clench down on purpose, not wanting him to pull out. “Fuck,” Baby moans. “Her pussy doesn’t wanna let me go. Greedy little thing.” Despite your best efforts his cock slips out. “Flip over. You don’t want Mys to be sad, do you?”

You shoot him a look and roll onto your belly, lifting your ass in the air. “Yeah, I’m sure he’d be real sad with the previous view.” The sharp smack to your ass makes your breath catch, pussy tightening around nothing. You keep quiet.

“Oh? No more attitude?” Baby taunts, thumb on your pussy to spread you apart. He eases back in, sighing in relief when his pelvis touches your ass. “What do you want to see, Mys? Hard? Slow? Should I edge her?”

“Hard,” Mystery whines. “Fuck her hard for me, Baby. Please.” He’s breathless, the slick sound of him stroking his cock is loud enough to be heard through the phone.

“Aw, that’s my good boy,” Baby praises. “You want me to fuck you hard for Mys, angel?”

You almost don’t realize he’s talking to you. Too focused on how big Baby’s dick feels in this position. “Yeah — yes, please.”

Baby is ruthless. He rearranges your guts, the nails of only one hand digging into your ass as he spreads you wide open. Holding the phone, giving Mystery the best angle to watch his cock vanish in your pussy and reappear, slicker than before.

“Fuck!” You cry into the sheets, g-spot being hit repeatedly. “Baby, don’t stop — don’t stop! I’m gonna cum!”

“Your cock looks so good, Baby,” Mystery moans. “Wanna eat your cum from her pussy.”

Baby lets out his own throaty moan, hips stuttering. “Mys,” he pants. “Shut your filthy fucking mouth, wanna make her cum first. Not me.”

Since Baby’s hands are full, you play with your clit. Fast circles, fingers slipping and touching where Baby’s cock stretches you. The bizarre sensation startles you, a pleasurable heat spreading through your limbs as you cum.

Mystery sucks in a sharp breath and exhales shakily, whining your name. Whining Baby’s name.

Baby doesn’t last a second longer. The feel of you falling apart, the way Mystery pleads for him. Yeah, he’s gone. His dick throbs as he grinds into your ass, bending in half to bury his face against your shoulder blade.

Heavy breathing is the only sound for a moment. Baby pulls out, warm cum trailing down your thigh. “Don’t move,” he warns. “Wanna see her, Mys?”

“Please.”

It’s obvious Baby is showing him a close up of the mess he made of your pussy. “Poor Mystery. You wanna eat her out so bad, huh? Sucks you’re not home. I’ll have to do it for you.”

Mystery whines.

You push your legs out from under you, landing on your belly. “Baby don’t be so mean to him.”

“He’s so cute when he’s pouting!”

“I’ll be home soon,” Mystery says. “Maybe it should be your turn to get that bratty attitude fucked out of you, Baby. I know you like it when we shove your face in the sheets.”

You giggle, sure as hell Baby has gone tomato red in the face as he curses at Mystery and hangs up the phone.

[crushmeeren]

well now i’m screaming

guys this is THE author of the eric linnaeus series!!!!

btw i’m on book 4 and i literally cannot stop reading it, i am so excited to read the alternate books too!!

guys i feel like straight up shit. hot garbage and ass, respectfully. stayed off tumblr all weekend cuz i got shitfaced for my friends birthday.

now feeling like i have the fucking period flu, cuz of course she’s coming this weekend. the yearning to write is so strong but my brain is mush. so sorry besties i most likely won’t be posting anything new this week.

HOWEVER!! what you guys know about the Eric Linnaeus series by Kikito Lynn? It’s hard to get me hooked on an actual book, and it’s written in first person, which i don’t normally like, but i really really like it so far.

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i wrote this in like an hour so if it’s rough i’m sorry 😭😭

⋆ just uh…. i’m filled with the images of baby & mystery. this possessed me out of nowhere.

⋆ cw ꒱ ⇢ so, yeah. getting fucked by baby and calling mystery in the middle of it. cursing, biting, raw dogging, phone sex i suppose, cream pie. fem reader. this is baby x reader x mystery coded, like y’all are all three in a relationship — you just so happen to be getting fucked by baby while mystery is out.

master list

Baby bites.

Not as hard as Mystery, who leaves you looking like a chewed up dog’s toy, but still. Baby is a fan of sinking his teeth in for a taste.

“Ow!” Sharp canines threaten to break the skin over your collarbone and you hiss, fisting Baby’s hair with one hand. Smacking the back of his head with the other. “Baby, fuck — too hard,” you whine.

Baby moans and clutches the sheets. He grinds his hips, cock pushing inside your pussy as far as he physically can get it, and sucks the skin between his teeth. You clench tight from the sharp sting and with a wet pop, you’re freed. “Mmm, but you look so sweet wearing my hickeys like a necklace. One more?” He pleads, rolling his hips. He pouts playfully, batting his lashes.

“Promise we’ll call Mystery after?” He promised to call your missing partner two hickeys ago.

Baby rolls his eyes. “I promise I’ll call Mys, okay?”

You tilt your chin in invitation and Baby is chewing on your throat again. He marks you up then sits back on his heels, admiring. Proud of his handiwork. Baby searches for his phone in the sheets, making a happy noise when he finds it, and FaceTimes Mystery.

“Hello?” Mystery’s voice crackles through the speaker. Baby pinches your clit and you cry out. “Baby? What are you guys doing? Are you okay?”

“Hi Mys,” Baby sighs, pulling his cock halfway out, pushing in so you’re completely full of him. Baby’s finally moving and he feels insane inside you. “Our angel wanted to call you. Since you’re missing out.”

“Missing out on what?”

“I’ll show you if you’re alone. Can’t have just any loser seeing her naked.”

Mystery pauses. “Just a second.” There’s some shuffling, a door shutting and locking. “I’m alone. Show me,” he demands.

Baby snickers. “Smile for the camera, sweet angel,” Baby coos, flipping it so Mystery has the perfect view of you sprawled out beneath him as he fucks you slowly. He runs his fingers over fresh, aching hickeys and you whine. “Look what I did, Mys. She was missing your marks, so I filled in.”

“Fuck,” Mystery breathes. “It’s so pretty Baby. Makes my teeth ache. I wanna tear into both of you.”

Baby’s cock twitches.

“When will you be home Mys?” You chime in, reaching a hand down to play with your clit. Baby’s fucking at a snail’s pace, but it’s enough friction to have you headed towards that hot burst of pleasure.

“Can you flip her over, Baby?” Mystery suddenly asks.

You clench down on purpose, not wanting him to pull out. “Fuck,” Baby moans. “Her pussy doesn’t wanna let me go. Greedy little thing.” Despite your best efforts his cock slips out. “Flip over. You don’t want Mys to be sad, do you?”

You shoot him a look and roll onto your belly, lifting your ass in the air. “Yeah, I’m sure he’d be real sad with the previous view.” The sharp smack to your ass makes your breath catch, pussy tightening around nothing. You keep quiet.

“Oh? No more attitude?” Baby taunts, thumb on your pussy to spread you apart. He eases back in, sighing in relief when his pelvis touches your ass. “What do you want to see, Mys? Hard? Slow? Should I edge her?”

“Hard,” Mystery whines. “Fuck her hard for me, Baby. Please.” He’s breathless, the slick sound of him stroking his cock is loud enough to be heard through the phone.

“Aw, that’s my good boy,” Baby praises. “You want me to fuck you hard for Mys, angel?”

You almost don’t realize he’s talking to you. Too focused on how big Baby’s dick feels in this position. “Yeah — yes, please.”

Baby is ruthless. He rearranges your guts, the nails of only one hand digging into your ass as he spreads you wide open. Holding the phone, giving Mystery the best angle to watch his cock vanish in your pussy and reappear, slicker than before.

“Fuck!” You cry into the sheets, g-spot being hit repeatedly. “Baby, don’t stop — don’t stop! I’m gonna cum!”

“Your cock looks so good, Baby,” Mystery moans. “Wanna eat your cum from her pussy.”

Baby lets out his own throaty moan, hips stuttering. “Mys,” he pants. “Shut your filthy fucking mouth, wanna make her cum first. Not me.”

Since Baby’s hands are full, you play with your clit. Fast circles, fingers slipping and touching where Baby’s cock stretches you. The bizarre sensation startles you, a pleasurable heat spreading through your limbs as you cum.

Mystery sucks in a sharp breath and exhales shakily, whining your name. Whining Baby’s name.

Baby doesn’t last a second longer. The feel of you falling apart, the way Mystery pleads for him. Yeah, he’s gone. His dick throbs as he grinds into your ass, bending in half to bury his face against your shoulder blade.

Heavy breathing is the only sound for a moment. Baby pulls out, warm cum trailing down your thigh. “Don’t move,” he warns. “Wanna see her, Mys?”

“Please.”

It’s obvious Baby is showing him a close up of the mess he made of your pussy. “Poor Mystery. You wanna eat her out so bad, huh? Sucks you’re not home. I’ll have to do it for you.”

Mystery whines.

You push your legs out from under you, landing on your belly. “Baby don’t be so mean to him.”

“He’s so cute when he’s pouting!”

“I’ll be home soon,” Mystery says. “Maybe it should be your turn to get that bratty attitude fucked out of you, Baby. I know you like it when we shove your face in the sheets.”

You giggle, sure as hell Baby has gone tomato red in the face as he curses at Mystery and hangs up the phone.

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STOP I LOVE YOU!!!

im not creepy i promise but also we’ve been moots for one year 🫶

I LITERALLY SENT YOU AN ASK AS I SAW THIS!!!

also I love that for us, being besties for an entire year OMFG!!!

[crushmeeren]

⋆ just uh…. i’m filled with the images of baby & mystery. this possessed me out of nowhere.

⋆ cw ꒱ ⇢ so, yeah. getting fucked by baby and calling mystery in the middle of it. cursing, biting, raw dogging, phone sex i suppose, cream pie. fem reader. this is baby x reader x mystery coded, like y’all are all three in a relationship — you just so happen to be getting fucked by baby while mystery is out.

master list

Baby bites.

Not as hard as Mystery, who leaves you looking like a chewed up dog’s toy, but still. Baby is a fan of sinking his teeth in for a taste.

“Ow!” Sharp canines threaten to break the skin over your collarbone and you hiss, fisting Baby’s hair with one hand. Smacking the back of his head with the other. “Baby, fuck — too hard,” you whine.

Baby moans and clutches the sheets. He grinds his hips, cock pushing inside your pussy as far as he physically can get it, and sucks the skin between his teeth. You clench tight from the sharp sting and with a wet pop, you’re freed. “Mmm, but you look so sweet wearing my hickeys like a necklace. One more?” He pleads, rolling his hips. He pouts playfully, batting his lashes.

“Promise we’ll call Mystery after?” He promised to call your missing partner two hickeys ago.

Baby rolls his eyes. “I promise I’ll call Mys, okay?”

You tilt your chin in invitation and Baby is chewing on your throat again. He marks you up then sits back on his heels, admiring. Proud of his handiwork. Baby searches for his phone in the sheets, making a happy noise when he finds it, and FaceTimes Mystery.

“Hello?” Mystery’s voice crackles through the speaker. Baby pinches your clit and you cry out. “Baby? What are you guys doing? Are you okay?”

“Hi Mys,” Baby sighs, pulling his cock halfway out, pushing in so you’re completely full of him. Baby’s finally moving and he feels insane inside you. “Our angel wanted to call you. Since you’re missing out.”

“Missing out on what?”

“I’ll show you if you’re alone. Can’t have just any loser seeing her naked.”

Mystery pauses. “Just a second.” There’s some shuffling, a door shutting and locking. “I’m alone. Show me,” he demands.

Baby snickers. “Smile for the camera, sweet angel,” Baby coos, flipping it so Mystery has the perfect view of you sprawled out beneath him as he fucks you slowly. He runs his fingers over fresh, aching hickeys and you whine. “Look what I did, Mys. She was missing your marks, so I filled in.”

“Fuck,” Mystery breathes. “It’s so pretty Baby. Makes my teeth ache. I wanna tear into both of you.”

Baby’s cock twitches.

“When will you be home Mys?” You chime in, reaching a hand down to play with your clit. Baby’s fucking at a snail’s pace, but it’s enough friction to have you headed towards that hot burst of pleasure.

“Can you flip her over, Baby?” Mystery suddenly asks.

You clench down on purpose, not wanting him to pull out. “Fuck,” Baby moans. “Her pussy doesn’t wanna let me go. Greedy little thing.” Despite your best efforts his cock slips out. “Flip over. You don’t want Mys to be sad, do you?”

You shoot him a look and roll onto your belly, lifting your ass in the air. “Yeah, I’m sure he’d be real sad with the previous view.” The sharp smack to your ass makes your breath catch, pussy tightening around nothing. You keep quiet.

“Oh? No more attitude?” Baby taunts, thumb on your pussy to spread you apart. He eases back in, sighing in relief when his pelvis touches your ass. “What do you want to see, Mys? Hard? Slow? Should I edge her?”

“Hard,” Mystery whines. “Fuck her hard for me, Baby. Please.” He’s breathless, the slick sound of him stroking his cock is loud enough to be heard through the phone.

“Aw, that’s my good boy,” Baby praises. “You want me to fuck you hard for Mys, angel?”

You almost don’t realize he’s talking to you. Too focused on how big Baby’s dick feels in this position. “Yeah — yes, please.”

Baby is ruthless. He rearranges your guts, the nails of only one hand digging into your ass as he spreads you wide open. Holding the phone, giving Mystery the best angle to watch his cock vanish in your pussy and reappear, slicker than before.

“Fuck!” You cry into the sheets, g-spot being hit repeatedly. “Baby, don’t stop — don’t stop! I’m gonna cum!”

“Your cock looks so good, Baby,” Mystery moans. “Wanna eat your cum from her pussy.”

Baby lets out his own throaty moan, hips stuttering. “Mys,” he pants. “Shut your filthy fucking mouth, wanna make her cum first. Not me.”

Since Baby’s hands are full, you play with your clit. Fast circles, fingers slipping and touching where Baby’s cock stretches you. The bizarre sensation startles you, a pleasurable heat spreading through your limbs as you cum.

Mystery sucks in a sharp breath and exhales shakily, whining your name. Whining Baby’s name.

Baby doesn’t last a second longer. The feel of you falling apart, the way Mystery pleads for him. Yeah, he’s gone. His dick throbs as he grinds into your ass, bending in half to bury his face against your shoulder blade.

Heavy breathing is the only sound for a moment. Baby pulls out, warm cum trailing down your thigh. “Don’t move,” he warns. “Wanna see her, Mys?”

“Please.”

It’s obvious Baby is showing him a close up of the mess he made of your pussy. “Poor Mystery. You wanna eat her out so bad, huh? Sucks you’re not home. I’ll have to do it for you.”

Mystery whines.

You push your legs out from under you, landing on your belly. “Baby don’t be so mean to him.”

“He’s so cute when he’s pouting!”

“I’ll be home soon,” Mystery says. “Maybe it should be your turn to get that bratty attitude fucked out of you, Baby. I know you like it when we shove your face in the sheets.”

You giggle, sure as hell Baby has gone tomato red in the face as he curses at Mystery and hangs up the phone.

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Saja Four

Jinu went out to grab something...

Doodled - 16 July 2025

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Saja Baby Art

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i need someone to explain to me how baby saja seduced me with such little screen time…

him and mystery have got me FUCKED UP!!!

[crushmeeren]

im not creepy i promise but also we’ve been moots for one year 🫶

I LITERALLY SENT YOU AN ASK AS I SAW THIS!!!

also I love that for us, being besties for an entire year OMFG!!!

[crushmeeren]

can you still come and get me?

hitoshi shinso x f! reader

in the middle of the night, heartbroken and horny, you end up at a strangers doorstep who swears he can “solve all your problems.” timeskip characters, smut/comfort, (fingering, p+v, dirty talk) please read responsibly. ༉‧₊˚.

✎ i love him, thats honestly it

song: F2F

"are you sure about this?"

you sigh, watching the train pass by the city lights as you approach your stop. over the phone, mina laughs and readjusts her position in bed, evident by all the shifting you hear over the phone.

"oh my god, yes." she says, probably waiting for her manicure to dry or catching up on love island. "he's a friend of mine. you'll like him."

"and he knows i'm coming?" you leave your seat and step into the night. luckily for you, the city still seemed very much awake. if anything happened, there was at least a handful of new pro-heroes, fresh out of graduation and eager for a fight. leaving mina's voice in one earbud, you open the map on your phone. in about a 5 minute walk, you'll be meeting this mystery guy who mina insisted you meet long before the breakup.

"i texted him. i told him to expect a very hot, very single piece of ass." she says cheekily, and it makes you groan.

"okay, well, i don't know if i'm looking for anything." you remind your friend, looking out for the address she gave you. you're only really half-listening to her words, your mind more riddled on the prospect of actually being with someone else after your ex. when you told mina you were ready, she asked if you wanted a relationship or just wanted sex. both branches led to vague description and an address.

"no pressure." she says, toning down her normal mannerisms to be serious for a moment. "but he's a great guy. and he's down for anything."

you reach the house. its a quaint residence, and you can see a light on through the curtains. a lamp, probably, something dimmed and warm to set the mood. mina, for the 16th time, insists that he's great and that you have nothing to worry about.

"i believe you." you say in an attempt to end her rambling, but it's hard to believe anything she says without seeing a face. you stand on the doorstep, debating how long you have to run back to the train-station, get into your sweatpants and cry your eyes out.

then again, you wouldn't have come all this way if a small part of you wasn't ready. if not ready, just a little curious.

"i'm here. i'll call you back."

"text me!" mina calls out before you hang up.

nervously, you raise your finger to the doorbell, after a few short moments, the door opens, and your face-to-face with the guy mina said would make your back arc like the london bridge.

he's got his hair tied up in a loose ponytail, a few front pieces falling out at the sides. a part of you wonders if he knows what he's doing with the compression shirt, or if he just enjoys showing off his toned biceps and, from what you can make out through the fabric while trying to be discreet, a matching pair of abs.

"[y/n]?" he asks, voice so deep and mellow you could drown in it. you smile, nodding as he welcomes you inside. its neat, minus some cat hair here and there.

"nice place." you remark, trying to settle the feeling in your stomach. the small talk from there is fairly simple- the weather has been shit lately, things about mutual friends, even the cats he evidently has and you have yet to meet.

he offers you water and or coffee, though the latter seems unnecessary, since the fact that you’re here means you’ll be kept awake, anyway.

“mina’s told me a lot about you.” he adds, shuffling closer to you on the couch. for the past 20 minutes or so, you’ve just been chatting. based on the buzzing from your phone, mina’s been texting you, probably assuming you two have already gotten down to it.

“so you know about…?”

he pauses for a moment, looking for the right words. theres a certain stoicism to him that is oddly intriguing. throughout the night he’s been engaged in the conversation, listening, remembering things. if your clothes stayed on and you just talked the whole night, you’d honestly be fine, though mina would get a little pissy once you’d told her.

he nods, turning to face you. “she mentioned you got out of a relationship a few months ago, yeah.”

you sigh, letting out a huff of exasperated laughter. “oh god, did she make it sound like i was trying to use you?”

he shakes his head with a smile, his hand patting your knee. “well, thats what i’m here for. its your call what happens.”

god, consent is sexy.

and its just enough to get you on his lap and kissing him, forgetting that there was ever a breakup you needed forgetting in the first place. his body responds to yours like coding, hands finding your waist and humming against your lips. his voice is deep and guttural, the kind that could brainwash you.

you wished you maybe a little classier about how you approached him. maybe eased into it, touched him, or at least head to his bedroom. but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t appreciate your forwardness. and he’s a good kisser, lips moving against yours pianists’ fingers on a piano. speaking of fingers, those musical scars on his hand didn’t unnoticed by you, and the image of his fingers guiding across a guitar stirred up a knot in your stomach.

he pulls away once you’re both out of breath, and its a sick combination of the lack of air and the hot rasp in his throat that makes you dizzy.

“lets take this to the bed.”

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its weird to think about your friends words while in such a delicate situation. but your thoughts aren’t irrelevant. they pertain to how annoyingly right mina was about this guy.

you were right about something, too. he’s amazing his fingers, worshiping your pussy while you lay on the mattress.

he’s got two long, slender fingers buried deep into your hole while his thumb rubs pretty circles on your clit. he works his hand in a messy pattern of thrusting in, then out, and curling inside of you.

all while he’s whispering to you, reminding you just how damn good you’re acting for him. though, he can’t help but tease you a bit.

“you’re soaking.” he laughs a little, stroking your sweet, wet walls in adoration. “do you like that?”

“yeah.” your confirmation comes out high pitched. he’s got your tongue and his hand between your thighs, slowly unraveling that coil in you that threatens to spring at any moment.

his thrusts grow slower, yet harder. he’s dragging this out purposely, knowing he’s about to make you cum. more than once, if he has anything to do with it.

“come on, gorgeous.” he kisses your cheek, suddenly quickening his pace and pumping his digits in and out of you.

your back arcs. you’re so incredibly close, mind buzzing and thoughts melting.

until he abruptly pulls his fingers out.

to say you’re pulled back down to earth is an understatement. your chest heaves, catching your breath while you turn to him, eyes on him instead of rolled back: “what the fuck?”

he just laughs again, and you’d be annoyed if your pussy wasn’t gushing because of him.

“don’t worry.” he reassures, getting on top of you, positioning himself between your thighs. “just saving the best for last.”

you don’t need to get a clear look at his length to know what you’re in for. you feel the tip of his cock against you, and he dragging it out again, running it through your folds and keeping you on a tightrope.

“are you okay?” he cups your cheek.

“yeah, i am.”

“good.” he kisses your collarbone, hands moving over to cup your breasts in the meantime. he’s rough, grabbing them, rubbing his thumbs over your nipples until their hard. he’s making sure every part of your body stays aroused for him, wanting him.

you expect a slow, ease in. but either he’s impatient or you’re absolutely soaking, because he slides in without any resistance, burying himself to the hilt. the sudden sensation has your toes curling, hands flying to his back for stability. he shivers when he feels your nails dig into his back.

“oh, fuck.” he closed his eyes for a moment, getting his bearings while he lets you adjust. his curses are just about the hottest thing you’ve ever heard.

before you know it, he’s setting the pace. slow, deep, making sure you feel every inch of his skin slowly re-entering your warm depth. you’re completely blissed out, any words attempting to escape your mouth coming out as soft, muddled moans.

“do you feel that, babe?” he whispers, his arms resting on either side of your head as he checks in, pressing his forehead to yours.

“yeah, i do.” you whine, one of your hands moving down rub circles on your clit.

he notices and grabs your wrist, pulling your hand away. before you can question it, he’s taken over for you, making sure you’re focusing on the ecstasy he’s bringing you and nothing else.

“god, such a good pussy.” he groans, praising you while picking up the pace just a bit. it’s enough to make your chest bounce at the rhythm, mesmerizing him further. he cant help but take one of your nipples into his mouth, rolling the bud between his teeth while you cry out for hum.

you scream out his name, dig your nails into his back, and he takes it as a sign to be a little mean, just a bit.

he takes your thigh, wrapping it around his waist so he can get at the right angle. in a split second, he’s switched from slow and deep to rough and heavy, his cock pounding into your pussy so deep the bed creaks.

naturally, you scream his name, on the receiving end of the change. you know he’s responsible enough to pull out, but a tiny part of you is tempted to make him stuff you full right then and there. maybe for another time.

“you’re so pretty with your legs spread for me.” he says, caressing your cheek while he absolutely ravishes your form. in his head, his goal is to make you squirt before sunrise. he’s got a few hours, but at this rate, he doesn’t need them.

“oh, hitoshi!” you cry for the 100th time, it almost gives him a big head “yes, princess?”

“fuck, i’m gonna cum.” you exhale, your mind incapable of remembering your ex. if he saw you now, he’d probably be jealous.

“i know.” he reassures, rewarding you with a particularly hard, deep thrust. you’re convinced he’s reaching your womb, and that your wet walls have memorized his every vein.

he physically has to stop himself from filling you up when he feels you clench around his cock, sucking him in and daring for him to stay there. he keeps up the pace through your orgasm, feeling you ride out your high on him.

when he’s done, he pulls out and releases his load all over your stomach. its a conscience choice on both of you to ignore the residual disappointment when he has to do it. though, the sight of you half covered in cum does something to him.

“feeling good?” he checks in again, wiping a sweaty piece of hair from your face. you smile and nod, and thats a good enough sign for him.

you’ve tried a lot of cured for heartbreak, but this is definitely one of the best. you make a mental note to thank mina for her suggestion.

[crushmeeren]

𝘩𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑏𝑜𝑦, 𝑠𝘩𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 — 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝐼 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑏𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠.ᐣ

“The sunset is so nice here,” Rei says quietly, leaning onto Katsuki’s shoulder. “Probably my favorite place on the boardwalk.”

“Yeah?” Katsuki hums, a smile breaking through his tough guy facade. “I’ll show ya all the good spots ‘round here. It’ll feel like home before you know it.”

Rei sighs softly, glancing up at him. “Thanks to you, it already does.”

a big shoutout to @zestivivi for my first katsurei skater au piece!! swooning over the soft golden hour lighting. 💜 (alt. version below!)

[crushmeeren]

ᯓ★ things they do to make your heart skip a beat

| rin, kenma, tobio |

⋆ all credit for this idea goes to @/r4spb3rr1s! click here for their post!

⋆ cw ; lots of fluff, some suggestive stuff.

master list

ᯓ★ rin

| winks and smiles at you specifically when he’s telling a joke he thinks will go over everyone else’s heads. casually puts his arm around your shoulders no matter where you are, tucking you close enough to smell his deodorant. says “good girl” in a non sexual way — like when you tell him you drank eight glasses of water that day. gives you his full undivided attention when you speak. wears a necklace with your initial on it. traps you in hugs and then tickles your sides until you can’t breathe through the laughter. wolf whistles and says “hell yeah, take it off for me baby,” every time you start to undress. |

ᯓ★ kenma

| rests his head on your shoulder when he’s tired. tangles your pinkies together and murmurs lowly in your ear when you’re in a crowd. holds a hair tie between his teeth when he puts his hair up. does that thing where he traces his fingers up and down your spine with the lightest touch. wears baggy sweats and small t-shirts that show off his hips in a way that makes you wanna bite them. never gets mad no matter how many questions you ask while learning a new video game. your photo is his profile pic on all his streaming platforms. moans your name in his sleep. |

ᯓ★ tobio

| wears the silver necklace you got him for his birthday so you can watch it bounce against his chest 👀. places a gentle hand on your lower back to guide you in certain directions. uses the bottom of his shirt to wipe sweat from his face (does it in front of you on purpose). crouches in front of you to be eye level when you’re sitting down. reminds you to take your medicine and brush your teeth before bed. pulls your feet into his lap and rubs them without being asked. cradles the back of your head and peppers kisses all over your face before he leaves the house. always smells fucking amazing. |