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Oh I'm cooking

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I should be kissing her whole face rn :( she's evil

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kinda missing you

Well, I'm right here

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Oh, I may be a flirt

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BEHIND THE MASK

Pairing: popular girl!karina x spiderwoman!reader(nerd)

Synopsis: In which karina finds herself in a situation she never expected,but what surprises her is the one who saves her, her secret saviour, and a kiss she won't forget for a long time.

You sat at the ledge of the building, wind fluttering your hair and the mask dangling from your fingers, taking a deep breath. Another robbery, another close call—and as usual, you’d saved it because that’s who you were: Spiderwoman. The masked girl. It was better this way. You didn’t have to pretend to be someone else; the mask was your shield and your refuge from the world—the world that treated you like an outsider. But at least under this mask, you could pretend to be strong.

You snapped out of your thoughts at the faint thud of footsteps below. Quickly, you tugged the mask back on and scanned for the noise. There it was—just beneath you, three men fanning out as they cornered the dark alley, their eyes gleaming with wicked intent. Your instincts screamed. A web shot to the opposite building, and you swung toward the alley, landing silently at its edge. Below, the reason for their lurking came into view: a girl. No—a beautiful girl.

The alley swallowed the light, but your night vision carved clarity from the shadows. The men closed in, their prey clutching her bag to her chest like a shield, as if trying to disappear. Tremors wracked her body, stark even from your perch. When she turned her head, helpless, you finally caught a glimpse of her face—

Karina.

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Out of all people, it had to be Karina—your classmate, the most popular girl in your school, and your longest-time crush. Fuck. You wanted to disappear because, of course, you started trembling like a high school girl with a crush. But this wasn’t the time, and you were wearing a mask—that should do the trick.

You quietly climbed down the building, careful not to make a sound. You succeeded. The next moments were a blur of punches, webs, screams, and groans as you took each one of them out. You didn’t dare look at Karina—you would’ve lost focus. The men lay unmoving on the ground, groaning and clutching their broken ribs. You stood over them, panting slightly from the fight. Karina was still frozen in place, eyes wide and glassy, darting between the men on the ground and you.

“Are you okay?”Your voice came out slightly muffled due to the mask. You stepped closer to her, gathering courage.

She barely nodded, too stunned to speak.

You noticed. Of course you did. Your heart was beating so fast—not from adrenaline anymore, but for a whole different reason.

You stopped a few feet away from her and looked her up and down. You didn’t mean to, but maybe it was the confidence from the mask or the fact that Karina would never realize that the one who saved her was none other than the loser nerd at her own school—the one she always ignored, the one she never looked at.

You held out a hand to her, hoping she wouldn’t take it. But to your surprise, she did. Quickly. Her hand was warm even against the fabric of your suit, and you tried not to react to her scent as she stepped closer. She was still shaking, and without warning, she practically invaded your personal space, wrapping her arms around your middle and burying her face in your chest.

You almost passed out. Almost.

SHE. IS. HUGGING. ME.

Oh no, this was bad. She could hear your heartbeat loud and clear because her ear was pressed right against it—your heart threatening to jump out of your chest. You stood frozen, hands awkwardly hovering in the air before you hesitantly placed one on her back. She didn’t protest; instead, she hugged you tighter.

“I was so afraid… I thought they were gonna—” Her breath hitched slightly, and you could feel tears soaking into your suit where her face was pressed against you.

“It’s okay. I’ve got you. Don’t worry.”The words sounded too intimate, too gentle, but you couldn’t care less—not when your crush was squeezing you like this. You wouldn’t have minded dying in her arms.

She nodded against your chest, and you finally allowed yourself to breathe. After what felt like minutes, she pulled back, wiping her tears with the back of her hand, cheeks flushed,maybe from embarrassment or the cold wind.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to—” She sounded suddenly shy, as if she hadn’t intended to snuggle into you like that. Hell, you didn’t mind one bit. But maybe she had done it out of fear, helplessness, or the sudden wave of safety she felt when you saved her.

“It’s okay,” you said, clearing your throat and awkwardly looking everywhere except her face.

“Thanks for saving me… You came at the right time. I didn’t know what they would’ve done if you hadn’t stepped in.”

“I did what had to be done. No need to thank me—it’s my job to protect people, after all.” You smiled slightly behind the mask, even if she couldn’t see it.

“I guess.” She glanced at the groaning men on the ground before speaking again. “You’re Spider-Woman, right?”

Your cheeks flushed at the sudden attention, and you rubbed your neck—a nervous habit. You didn’t trust your voice, so you nodded.

Karina smiled. SMILED.

And somehow, your soul was still in your body.

“I’ve seen your clips. You’re kind of going viral.” Her cheeks turned slightly pink, as if she were confessing love.

You weren’t any better—your ears burned inside the mask.

“Viral, you could say that… I’m just saving people. Not a big deal.” Did that sound too nonchalant?*

“It is a big deal. You’re risking your life to save people, and I think that’s more than a big deal. You could get hurt, too.” The concern in her voice made something clench in your chest.

“Yeah, but if no one else gets hurt, then I’m okay too.

“No, you’re not. You’re not invincible. Don’t you think you need someone to save you too?” She stepped closer again.

Your breath hitched as her palm rested against your heart.

“I think you do need someone,to hold you too, to see you behind the mask, the scars, and everything.” Her fingers brushed the edge of your mask, and as much as you wanted to stop her, you stood frozen, as if possessed by some invisible force—or just her.

“Can I?” She leaned closer, clutching the edge of your mask.

You nodded.

She slowly pushed the mask up, and you held your breath, shutting your eyes, waiting for her to realize it was the nerd—for her to recoil and run away.

But the moment never came. She only pulled the mask halfway up, revealing your lips and nose. Her fingers brushed your cheeks, warmth seeping into your skin.

Your hands remained awkwardly at your sides, your eyes still closed behind the mask. You didn’t dare look at her, afraid the moment would shatter—and then you felt warm breath, followed by soft lips brushing against yours.

Your brain short-circuited. Your whole body froze. You didn’t breathe, didn’t move. Her lips were hesitant at first, as if afraid you’d pull away.

You didn’t.

Instead, summoning whatever courage you had, you wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer and kissing her back. She gasped but soon relaxed, your mouths moving in sync. She tilted her head, deepening the kiss, and you cradled the back of her head, guiding her as your tongue slipped into her mouth. She moaned against it.

You pulled back slightly, gasping for air. Of course, it was your first kiss—and with your fucking crush. You almost couldn’t believe it, but then you looked at her again,standing in front of you, cheeks pink, eyes slightly dazed, lips swollen, hair messy from where you’d grabbed her.

Yes, it was fucking real.

“You’re a bad kisser,” you finally laughed, the tension dissolving into something calm.

“You’re my first kiss,” you admitted shyly.

Her eyes widened slightly, but a mischievous glint flashed in them.

“No wonder.”

Silence settled between you—not the awkward kind, but the kind that lingers when there’s too much to say and no words are enough.

Karina broke it.

“I didn’t see your face, so don’t worry. Your identity is safe.”

You nodded, even though a small part of you wanted her to see you—to know that you were the one who saved her, the one she kissed.

“Thanks.”

You pulled your mask back down, and Karina watched you for a moment.

“Will we meet again?” Her voice sounded almost hopeful.

You didn’t answer immediately. Instead, you held out your hand, ready to shoot a web and swing back into the darkness.

“Maybe. Get home safe, pretty girl.”

Your voice echoed in the empty alley as you disappeared into the night.

Karina stood there a little longer before walking out, clutching her bag to her chest—for a different reason now. Her cheeks were pinker than they should’ve been, and a shy smile played on her lips all the way home.

Maybe.

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Today Bia, Hugo and Brazil's F!volleyball team won

Idk who's crying but I do know i'm fucking smilingggg

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Almost threw up but wtv let's fucking go

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PORRAAAA TREME NÃO TURQUIA NÃO TREME NÃO VAMOOOO

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Btw If Brazil loses today i'm kms

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Today there are two tennis finals (AND Bia) AND Brazil playing 😭 I'M FUCKING WINNING

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☆ Needy Girl – Kim Minjeong

pairing – kim minjeong × fem!reader

warnings – 18+ smut!, sub!minjeong, dom!reader, sex in public, fingering, dirty talks, foul language, and thats all i think....?

synopsis – just a needy minjeong!

words count – 1.3k

Even if it might not seem like it, Minjeong is an incredibly, incredibly needy girl. If you don’t give her attention for more than five minutes, she’ll pout and furrow her brow until you make it up to her. Same thing if you get too close to any random staff member—or even another member of the group.

Once she threw a fit because you and Ningning drank from the same bottle.

She needs attention. Everywhere. All the time. And if you don’t give it to her, she’d be capable of masturbating in front of everyone.

She needs it even during a movie, while the rest of Aespa is right beside you two, munching popcorn and commenting on the scenes.

The only thing shielding you was the blanket you, Minjeong, and Karina were sharing. One sudden move and everyone would have seen what was happening between you.

Minjeong started moving closer, tightly pressing her thighs together as she nuzzled her nose against your neck.

You did your best to ignore her, but she complicated things when she bit your skin, making you flinch slightly.

"Minjeong," you whispered so only she could hear. "What the hell are you doing?"

"I need you," she purred, one hand on your thigh while the other clutched the blanket.

"Minjeong, we can’t right now." You glanced toward the other girls. Luckily, they were too engrossed in the film.

"Please," she whimpered in your ear, rocking her hips back and forth on the couch.

You pulled away to look at her face. Her blond brows were knit, her narrowed eyes filled with desperation and lust, her lower lip trapped between her teeth to keep any sound that might draw the others’ attention from escaping.

"Let’s at least go to the bedroom—"

"No." She stopped you. "I want it here. Now." She leaned closer to your ear. "It turns me on. You turn me on."

"Minjeong, they might hear. We both know how loud you can get."

"I don’t care." She grabbed your hand, guiding it onto her thigh. "Maybe you should stop licking your lips every time you’re concentrating. It makes me want to get fucked until I’m in tears."

Those words twisted your stomach.

Her angelic face was nothing compared with what could come out of her mouth when she was horny.

She dragged your hand exactly where she wanted it, still over her shorts. You could already feel the damp patch growing with each roll of her hips.

"Don’t you see? I’m so wet for you," she murmured, panting as she pressed her hips against your fingers again.

"You’d better stay quiet." You flashed a sly smile before you started rubbing in slow circles.

She bit her lip so hard that pale grooves formed where her teeth pressed. Minjeong reached her free hand down, lifting herself just enough to shove her shorts to mid‑thigh. You couldn’t see, but you knew the mess she was making down there.

You began massaging her clit through her panties, hearing her little whimpers against your neck. You knew she was working hard to stay silent. Usually, whenever you two had sex you had to get a separate hotel room because of her moans.

"Please…"

"Please what?" you teased, catching the way her body turned partly toward you, lying on her side.

"I want to feel you inside me," she admitted, looking at you with pleading eyes.

And God, you couldn’t say no to those eyes and those chubby cheeks.

Without warning, you slid her panties aside and slipped a finger between her folds. She squeaked, and you quickly covered it with a cough to mask her sound.

She slapped a hand over her mouth, trying to stifle her own moans.

You leaned in. "Stay quiet, or I’ll leave you all hot and dripping like the little slut you are," you whispered.

She nodded quickly, pressing her hand harder over her lips.

You added another finger, sliding inside her with smooth, steady thrusts. With every push you felt her walls tighten and the faint wet sounds of her folds against your fingers.

Fortunately, the movie’s volume was high enough to cover it.

"Do you like that?" you asked. "Being fucked in front of everyone drives you crazy, doesn’t it?"

Minjeong nodded, clutching your pants under the blanket. "Yes, I love it. Faster, please."

"Since you asked so nicely…" You did as she said, speeding up your fingers.

From your angle you had a perfect view of the valley of her breasts under the silk top she wore. Her nipples, now hard, were visible beneath the light fabric.

You added a third finger, which was difficult given how tight she was.

Minjeong still had her hand over her mouth, eyes half‑closed, staring into your soul. It was as if it weren’t enough—as if what you were giving her still fell short.

She wanted more, and you knew it.

You pulled your fingers out, then plunged them back in with a hard, deliberate thrust. Her hand slipped from her mouth, nails digging into your arm, surely leaving marks.

Her mouth fell open and your head dropped onto your shoulder, smiling.

Your thumb slammed her clit with quick, firm strokes, making her jolt at every touch.

Guttural, filthy moans spilled from her mouth. Her breathing was ragged, almost as if she were forcing it. Her hips met your movements, making them stronger.

"I’m coming…" she whispered, grabbing your wrist to signal she needed you to slow down, that she needed to breathe.

But you didn’t listen.

You kept thrusting brutally, striking that spongy spot inside her over and over.

"Slow d—" she tried to say, but you ignored her. And deep down, she loved it.

"Come for me, Min," you ordered, curling your fingers inside her.

And she did, coming all over your hands. Her fluids ran down to your wrist, her walls clamping so tightly you couldn’t withdraw.

"Fuck, fuck—" she babbled, biting your clothed shoulder to keep from screaming right there, right then. Shudders wracked her body as more wetness gushed out.

Your two fingers moved inside her once more. You wanted to tease her, to see how she melted under your touch.

She flinched with a sharp gasp, grabbing your wrist and clamping her thighs to stop you.

You slowly turned your head and noticed the girls still hadn’t noticed anything. Giselle was even asleep.

You pulled out slowly, drawing another soft moan. Her head lifted from your shoulder, and you met her teary, glistening eyes.

You loved when she cried for you in moments like this.

You brought one slick finger to your lips, letting her sweet taste flood your tongue.

"You’re delicious," you murmured.

Her face flushed a deep crimson, and she hid her head in your neck. "Come on…" she scolded.

"What? Shy now?" you chuckled, bringing your wet fingers to her mouth. "Clean up."

Despite her embarrassment, she took your fingers between her lips and began to suck, licking her own flavor off. When she pulled back, a thin string of saliva linked them to her mouth.

She immediately buried her face in the crook of your neck, making you laugh. "Oh, my shy baby…" you kept teasing, drawing a quiet whimper from her.

In the blink of an eye, the movie ended. You hadn’t even noticed Karina and Ningning were crying their eyes out over some guy’s death in the film.

"How can the protagonist die?!" Ningning exclaimed, throwing her arms up.

You smiled at the scene, barely remembering half the movie.

Minjeong cupped your cheek, turning you toward her before pressing her lips to yours. She kissed you once, pulling away with a pop. Then a second time, murmuring something sweet before diving in for the third, licking along your lips with her tongue.

"Ugh, get a room," Giselle grumbled as she shuffled past, half‑asleep, before disappearing upstairs.

You and Minjeong exchanged a glance, bursting into laughter at the irony of the moment.

"We don’t need a room, do we?" you whispered to your girlfriend, receiving a shy nod in reply.

Needless to say, you didn’t get much sleep that night.

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Did she do something to you?

Babe she didn't and that's the whole problem

So frustrating, but yk wtv i'm better now cute anon

Hbu?

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Gabriela is soooo good ???? Viva os latinos!!

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who is pissing you off babe

a woman, as always :( swear my face was turning red

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lifting weights when I'm pissed the fck off ☝️

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Oh good meal 🙏

Okay but now I need some Chaeryeong nsfw headcanons 😭😭 the Ryujin and Yeji ones ruined me fr

Chaeryeong NSFW headcanons

author's note: thank you for requesting and I'm soorryyy this came out late 😭

Theme: whimpering mess, praise kink, thigh trembling overstimulation, begging you not to stop while gripping the sheets like her life depends on it.

1. The Whimper Queen🫠

Chaeryeong doesn’t moan loudly... she whimpers!

High-pitched, breathy, needy little sounds that slip out even when she tries to hold them in.

The moment your fingers slide in and you curl them just right?

“Ah! ah! Wait..! It’s so much...” 🫠

She covers her face but arches her back like she wants more.

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2. Praise her and she’ll melt 🫠

She thrives on praise. Call her a good girl? She’ll shake. Tell her she’s taking you so well? She’ll cry.

“Such a pretty pussy, baby. So wet for me.”

And she’ll nod through tears, thighs shaking, lips parted like she’s about to sob.

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3. Subby but so responsive 😩

The more you tease her, the more needy she gets.

Kiss her neck, whisper what you’re gonna do, lightly graze her thighs and she’s already panting.

She’s the type to clench around your fingers just from dirty talk alone.

“Please… please touch me... I can’t wait anymore…”

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4. She grips everything ❗❗

Your shirt. The sheets. Your wrist. Herself.

She can’t help it. When she’s close, her hands start grabbing wildly while trying to anchor herself while she gets wrecked. 🫦

Bonus: she LOVES when you pin her wrists above her head while you eat her out.

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5. Insanely sensitive clit 🫦🫦

One flick of your tongue and she’s jerking. She’s got the kind of clit that pulses, twitches, and begs to be overstimmed.

You press a vibe on it while your fingers are deep inside?

She gasps so loud it echoes.

“I’m gonna... ah! I'm gonna cum again, I can’t... please please!”

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6. Cums multiple times if you push her 🫡

Chaeryeong can be overstimmed to the point where she cries, but she keeps going because she wants to be good for you.

You whisper, “One more for me, baby,” and she tries so hard while biting her lip, tears on her cheeks, whole body trembling.

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7. She’s loudest when she rides

Yes she’s subby, but if you guide her hips and make her ride you? She loses control.

She’s so overwhelmed by how deep you feel that she sobs into your neck while grinding down and messy, desperate, clenching hard ☹️

“Feels too good… I can’t..!”

And then you help her bounce and whisper “cum for me like that” and she shatters.

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8. Collarbone & neck = her weak spots

Kiss or bite that area while your fingers are working inside her? She’ll mewl like a kitten.

She thrives when you dominate her gently and press your lips there and whisper, “This spot right here’s mine, huh?”

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9. Her moans are pretty but get filthy

In the beginning, she moans soft and shy.

But by the third orgasm?

She’s full on babbling. Slurred cries. Eyes unfocused.

“I‘m cumming again... I can’t, I can’t think.. aaah...”

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10. She cuddles you so tight after 🫶🏻

Aftercare is everything!! She’ll snuggle into your chest, half-naked, still trembling. She wants you to pet her hair, kiss her temple, hold her close.

She might even tear up from how intense it was, but it’s all love.

“I really like it when you take care of me… I’m yours.”

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BONUS IF YOU WANNA SUFFER:

Chaeryeong loves when you talk to her through It

If you look her in the eye, hold her hips down and say...

“That’s it, baby. Take my fingers. Let me make you cum. You’re doing so good for me.”

She will shut down. Sobbing. Clenching. Pussy leaking everywhere.

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Ugh she's pissing me off