hii!!! it's so nice to finally meet someone else who likes twice- maybe as much as i do? but tumblr is actually great for it- i just wanted to say that i'm glad you appeared on my dashboard! keep loving our little broken boy Jin <3
hiii, always great to talk to a fellow twice appreciator 😩 🫶🏽 there aren’t many of us on tumblr— or on any social media platform.
hey i'm the anon from before. i just posted 49 pages of twice love on ao3, called "not enough there." thanks for the words of encouragement, hope you have a great night!
ahhh that’s so exciting!! i will def check it out (& i encourage all of my fellow twice enjoyers to do so as well hehe) <33
im a very recent addition to bnha fandom and i immediately latched onto twice. been waffling about posting a fic on ao3 bc i don't have tumblr anymore. i just feel like no one will really like it bc it's more oc/twice than reader bc i have a self-insert character with a fleshed-out quirk, not to mention that character is a trans dude. i just feel like there's next to no content being made and that no one will want to read it. what do you think?
tbh i would 100% read it! i check ao3 for twice fics pretty often, so there’s a large chance that i’d stumble on it anyway haha.
i haven’t posted any writing here in a WHILE so it may sound hypocritical of me, but with more niche characters like twice you just have to make your own content. i made this blog a year ago because i was hyperfixated on him and there was next to nothing out there. i assumed nobody would care, but it was surprising how many people on tumblr and beyond like him too! and most of my stuff is very much tailored FOR ME, so it was even more shocking that people resonated with it at all. twice stans r starving for content 😭
at the end of the day, self insert fanfic is supposed to be self indulgent; write ur oc however makes you happy <3
Hi everyone! I've hit another massive milestone (thank you to everyone who has followed me and enjoys my writing)! I have zero creativity or energy for things to do other than collabs so here we are. I know my hybrid stuff is super popular and they are a big thing on Tumblr that people enjoy reading and writing; hence why I thought this would be a fun collab idea! You can literally write whatever you want as long as one or more characters are hybrids! As always it's 18+ only but fluff, smut, DC, etc. are all welcome! I am co-hosting this collab with my besties @toyomitsus & @twicesangel so send one of us a DM or an ask if you're interested in joining hehe 🐮
How This Collab Works
As I've already mentioned, and you can probably guess by the title, this is a hybrid collab! Hybrids are a necessity in the fic. Just let me know which character(s) you'll be writing for and what kind of hybrid you'd like to write and I'll add you to the masterlist. Once again: HYBRIDS MUST BE INCLUDED. It can be the character or the reader or both, I really don't mind! Just be sure to let me know your ideas :)
Rules
I’ve got a list of rules right here so read through them thoroughly before entering.
Minors do not interact. It’s not hard, please understand this is non negotiable.
When you post your work, please tag me or DM it to me so that I can see it’s up and link it in the masterlist.
^ following on from this, please link this masterlist post in your completed piece.
All characters must be aged up.
If there’s anything you aren’t clear on, please don’t hesitate to message me with any questions you might have!
This collab is open to all anime fandoms ❤️🔥 I’m also allowing infinites of characters so if your character is gone, don't worry! You can still write for them. I'm sure everyone's stories will be unique so I'm not opposed to duplicate characters.
There is no due date for this collab! I just want this to be fun, relaxing, and something you can take part in whenever you're ready. There are so many collabs running all of the time and it can get overwhelming when you want to join every single one but worry about when they are due. That isn't a problem with this collab! Take your time and go at your own pace. I can't wait to see what you all come up with 💗
Genre: Smut
Notes: I wrote this for @cursedmoonchild's oops I did it again! collab. This is my first of two submissions, thank you so much for letting me join gorgeous I hope you all enjoy the fic!
Warnings: 18+, camshow au, live cam sex, exhibitionism, voyeurism, masturbation, cucking, reader w pubic hair, daddy kink, brat taming, pussy spanks, praise, dumbification, edging, spanking, fingering, oral (m+f receiving), face riding, slapping, face fucking, aftercare.
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Sometimes Megumi can’t focus on your words because all he can think about is your glossy lips. It’s rare, though, because he knows you’ll never be interested in him the way he is with you. In his mind, you’re out of his league, and you have a career to focus on. He’s glad he met you when he started university since you’re more or less his only friend. But of course he had to go and be a stupid love sick fool and get a pointless crush on you. Despite knowing what the answer will be, he decides today is the day he’s gonna put a pin it in finally so that he can move on.
He's going to ask you on a date.
“What are you doing after class today, ‘Gumi?” you ask, earnestly while applying another sticky layer of lip gloss while staring at your reflection in your tiny compact mirror.
This is it. This is as good an opportunity he’s ever going to get. It has to be now. It needs to be now. But what if you say yes? Oh my fucking God that would be the best thing ever. He’ll make his intentions with you clear. And he’ll finally get the girl of his dreams. And it’ll show him that you reciprocate his feelings. Oh God that is the best possible outcome. But his palms are sweating at the prospect and he needs to calm down since he knows it’s unlikely that it’ll go down like that.
“I was wondering if you’d like to, um,” use the word date for the love of God use the word date, “I was thinking we could hang out tonight?” FUCK! He curses himself as he realises his error. He’s never going to get the courage to ask you out for real. Who was he kidding?
You look at him with furrowed brows, and he wonders for a second if he did use the word date. But then you start to giggle and he thinks he might curl in a ball and die at the prospect of you laughing at his suggestion of going out with him. He thought you were too nice for that. You’re normally so nice…
“Megumi… I can’t tonight I told you already, I’m busy.” you remind him with a cheery smile, it sends a wave of relief through his system when he notes you were laughing at his poor memory rather than his inadequacy as a potential partner.
“Oh, right. Uh, you did? I don’t—”
“I’m streaming tonight. You know, the special guest stream! The one I’ve not shut up about for like… two weeks!” you beam. It sends a chill through him as he recalls the main reason why you’d never want to be with him. You’re fierce. You’re independent. You’re out of his league.
“Sure. Must have slipped my mind, sorry.” he sighs, resting his head in his hand to get focus back on the book he was reading. You note his change in demeanour. He’s normally a grumpy guy but he seems worse than usual now. You shove your makeup and mirror in your handbag and lean closer to him. Fuck, please don’t get too close to him, your perfume smells too good.
“Megs… are you okay?” you ask him, kindly. No. He’s not fucking okay. You smell so fucking girly and perfect he thinks he’s gonna pop a fucking boner if you don’t back up from him.
“Fine.” he says, rudely, slamming his book closed and standing up to leave the room for a bathroom break.
He obviously isn’t fine. Both of you know it, but you decide not to press the issue any further. And honestly, he’s thankful for that.
He seemed to relax a little when he returned from the bathroom and the rest of your class went smoothly. You left the class with him and walked side-by-side until you reached your car. You’ve been giving him rides home while his car is in for repairs. It’s a little degrading, he thinks, to be seen as a passenger in your gaudy pink car. But he wouldn’t refuse it since it means he’ll be avoiding public transport. And it’s nice to spend a little more time with you.
“So what time is this special guest coming over?” he asks you, scouring for information on who you’d be spending your evening with over him.
“Not for a few hours but… I need to set up and get ready, so—”
“I wasn’t getting at anything. I know you’re too busy to hang out, just curious.” he interrupts, knowing what you were about to say. It’s almost scary sometimes how well he knows you. It gives you goosebumps, honestly, that he knew you were about to tell him you didn’t have any time to spare for him today.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t trying to be rude,” you explain, and he nods knowingly, “I just… this could be huge for me. He’s a pretty big deal in the industry and it could seriously put me on the map.” you explain.
“It’s fine.” it wasn’t. Of course it was a fucking guy. Of course he couldn’t be lucky enough to not have to fight another dude for your attention. For fuck sake. Why does nothing ever go his way?
“He’s older, too, and he’s really hot so I’m nervous. I need all the time I can get to prepare. I need this to be perfect.” you tell him, doing your best to explain away your guilt since it’s beginning to eat at you that you’re snubbing your best friend. “I can’t even believe he agreed to do a stream with me. Like, he’s so fucking hot.”
“Okay, I get it. You don’t have to keep going on and on about it, just take me home.” he pouts. You shrug your shoulders, knowing it’s always been an uncomfortable subject for him and deciding to leave it for his sake. You don’t want his sour attitude to get into your head and ruin everything for you tonight, after all.
He wonders how stupid you can be to not realise he’s in love with you.
It’s been seven hours since you dropped Megumi off at his place. You hadn’t text him any updates of how your preparations were going and he decided not to ask. It’s almost midnight and he knows you aren’t you at this time. You’re her. You’re BerryCherryXO around this time.
You were pretty upfront with him about your secret double life as a camgirl, justifying that you aren’t ashamed of yourself for using your assets to make money. And he respects you for it. But it would be a plain lie if he said it didn’t kill him to think you flaunt your body, your pussy, for strangers to leer over. He’s never watched any of your streams. You’re grateful to him, since he’s told you he respects you and your friendship too much to do that to you, despite you telling him he’s welcome to if he ever gets curious. He’d feel like a creep since he knows he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands out of his pants once he sees the intimate areas of your body that only a lover should.
He'd get addicted.
He hates the thought of you fucking someone live on camera like you’re going to tonight. You’ve done it before, you’ve told him. Mostly girls since you claim it gets you more money. Most of the time you go solo, though, edging yourself for all to see until you simply can’t take it anymore. You’re good at your job, and the pay is fucking great.
Megumi finds himself in bed with his laptop and a bottle of lotion on his bedside. The lotion is there every night, but this particular evening he has a mission. He’s going to jerk off to some random amateur porn and fall the fuck asleep so he can’t think about what you’re doing anymore.
But his fingers stray and he hates himself. He’s too curious. Who is this special fucking guest that is such a huge deal? He can’t stop himself from typing the web address in the search bar for the streaming site he knows you use. He types your name into search bar and lo and behold, you’re live. His fingers hover for a while over the thumbnail and he has a moral debate of whether he should do this. It feels like a betrayal of trust despite you saying he can watch whenever he likes. He shouldn’t. He shouldn’t. But he’s clicking it.
God you’re so beautiful. You’re sat so innocently yet dressed so scantily. You’re head to toe in pastel pink lingerie. It’s ruffled and adorable and a little see through. He can see your nipples through the sheer material. The stockings and garter belt have his mind running a mile a minute. He wants to fuck you, bad. He never thought of you as his personal fuck toy before now. He always respected you like the human being you are. He wanted to wine and dine you and love you like he knows he can and how you deserve. But that concept, right now, is out of the window. He wants to push your pathetic little panties to one side and bury your head into your soft pillows while he rams his cock into your little cunt.
This was a mistake.
He’s so fucking hard.
He can’t touch himself. If he touches himself it’s over. He’ll just stay for a little while. He’s smiling and his heart swells as you smile and begin to welcome in all of your viewers. You’ve just started, clearly. The title boasts about your special guest, the comments are flooded with speculation over who it could be. You giggle, and tut at their impatience.
“You’ll be meeting him very soon…” you speak, eyes scanning through the hundreds of comments pouring in. “Yeah, yeah I’ll change the title once he comes in. He won’t be long guys!” you laugh, repositioning yourself to flaunt more of your perfect body.
He can’t believe this is happening. And you’re a natural, it seems. Not at all camera shy and you talk to your audience as if you’re friends. He becomes a little distracted as he scrolls down from your stream to see your profile.
TURN ONS: Men moaning | Cum | Dominant Partners | Money
EXPERTISE: Making men cum | Being a Slut | BJs
He wonders if it’s all true. Maybe it’s just part of your persona that you’re so confident and… crass. There is a section dedicated to describing yourself where you list your measurements and even whether or not you have pubic hair. There is a photo gallery filled with raunchy photographs. His mind races as he recalls seeing less dirty versions on your Instagram page. You get praised enough on Instagram, if only they could see your double life.
You have around 10 thousand subscribers and there are hundreds of positive reviews from several accounts. He scrolls back up to your stream to see you already have 1000 viewers in here. You’re pretty popular without help. And whoever this mystery guy is who you are confident will make your career might skyrocket the views even more.
“’m getting bored waiting for him guys… should we have some fun?” you question. An immediate stream of comments saying yes pour in which makes you giggle. You rest your back against the wall and open your legs nice and wide for all to see. Megumi takes such a heavy gulp it hurts his chest. He can see your… fuck. “I’m so fucking wet! He needs to hurry up and play with me already.” you confess as you lightly tap your pretty pearl through the pink material of your panties.
And just like that, Megumi is even deeper in love.
His cock is throbbing as he can think of nothing else but being the one to alleviate your sexual hunger. He may not have as much experience as you, but he’s sure he’d make you feel good. He’d put your pleasure above his own and he’d help you cum as many times as you needed until you were satisfied. And he certainly wouldn’t make you wait like this asshole is.
The tapping on your clit quickens and you begin to moan softly. Megumi doesn’t think he’s heard a prettier sound in all of his life. Your legs are shaking and squirming. You know you can’t cum so soon so that you can milk as much money as you can from your viewers. But God damn it, you’ve worked yourself up. Megumi watches the comment section as many of them demand that you make yourself cum and stop waiting for the guest to arrive. A few of them are even speculating that he isn’t coming anymore. Even fewer think that you’ve made it up.
He leaves his bed to grab a bottle of water from his mini fridge, hoping it will cool him down and settle his rising heart rate. He stands away from the screen for a long time as he decides to drain the bottle of its contents. And while he’s standing, he hears a knocking sound from his speakers. He doesn’t wait for you to welcome him in, instead barging in to see you touching yourself.
“You better not be playing with daddy’s pussy, baby.” he speaks. It’s deep, gruff, and intimidating. And by this point, Megumi knows this whole thing is staged. He should have known all along, really, since that is how you gain attention and views. Little stunts and plots to drive up the view count. And it seems to have worked like a charm. You share a little banter between each other and he coughs a little too loudly when you finally say the mans name. But he hears you tapping furiously at your keyboard, remembering that you promised to change the title once he arrived.
Megumi returns to see the chat in a frenzy. He can’t see the man, who’s head is perfectly beheaded off screen for the moment. His eyes squint as head reads the chat and he thinks he is going fucking mental.
TOJI!!!!
TOJI FUSHIGURO?!
OMFG IT’S DADDY TOJI!
No. Fucking. Way.
His eyes drift to see the newly changed title of your video. Toji Fushiguro, indeed. His hand cups your face and finally his side profile comes into view when he bends down to kiss you intimately.
Megumi rubs his temples with a vengeance as he feels himself getting a tension headache from the revelation that Toji Fushiguro is your special fucking guest. The hot older guy that you couldn’t stop fawning over. His fucking dad.
It makes sense that you didn’t put two and two together considering Megumi changed his surname to Zen’in after his mother passed away and his father left. His father who he hasn’t seen for two fucking years. His father who he had no fucking clue that he had been making a living as a pornstar.
Megumi spots the view count shoot up as time goes by. The minute you changed your title to include his father’s name, your stream became the most viewed livestream on the homepage of the site. Christ alive. What are the God damn odds?
“Look at this cute fuckin’ outfit you got for daddy comin’ over.” he snarls as he gropes your breast and flicks his fingers over your nipple a few times. You hiss, dramatically, and he silences you with a kiss. “Can’t believe you couldn’t wait for me. You know I don’t like impatient brats, don’tcha?”
“F-Fuck, please. I’m sorry we were all just, ah—!” you yelp as he uses his hand to grab the entire mound of your pussy.
“Fuck, princess. Got your little cunt nice ‘n wet for me, at least.” he praises. Megumi watches on as his father pulls your back into his chest and he spreads your legs to show off your drippy panties to the audience. To him. Toji sticks his tongue out, sliding the palm of his hand down the entire length to dampen in. You yelp as his heavy palm comes down and spanks your panty covered pussy. It stimulates your clit but it shocked you. Shocks you, because he repeats himself a few times. “Daddy don’t like bad girls who break the rules, baby.” he reminds you, spanking your swollen cunt again and again.
“Shiiiit, T-Toji, ‘m sorry!” you mewl, earning a harsher spank.
“Not Toji, darlin’, what’s my fuckin’ name?”
“Ah-! D-Daddy! Fuck, daddy, ‘m sorry!”
“That’s it… Good girl…” he praises, spanking your pussy a little lighter this time, but still hard enough to elicit a response. “Daddy don’t like it when stupid little girls touch their pussies without his permission, either.”
“I’ll be good f’you, promise!” you assure him. He grins and spanks you one more time.
“Yeah, bet you fuckin’ will when I’m done with ya,” he laughs, “gonna edge this little pussy o’yours ‘til you’re cryin’. How’s that sound to everyone, huh?”
After Megumi reads a few comments agreeing with his proposal, he slams the lid of his laptop closed. Deciding enough is enough, he can’t do this. It’s too weird it’s… sick. He didn’t think he could hate his dad any more than he already does.
But Toji always finds a way to outdo himself.
Megumi finds himself downstairs with his roommates in the kitchen. He rummages in the fridge while Yuuji and Nobara have a pointless conversation of ‘what would you do if’. Yuuji’s latest question being, ‘what would you do if a dinosaur charged into the kitchen?’
“Die, probably.” Nobara answers honestly, and it’s a realistic answer. Unlike Yuuji claiming he’d tame it and keep it as a pet. “What would you do if the love of your life started dating your best friend?” she asks.
“I’d be… happy for them? I guess. Wouldn’t want to ruin things for ‘em.” Yuuji tells them both. And it’s true, to be honest, that is a very Yuuji thing to do. Nobara approves of his answer and then they both turn to Megumi who just shrugs his shoulders. “Boooooring.” Yuuji boo’s.
“Alright,” Megumi speaks as he puts down his glass of orange juice, “what would you do if one of your parents was fucking the love of your life?” he asks. It’s genuine curiosity, and an attempt to gauge what to do about his predicament.
“Kill them both.” Nobara answers.
“No, seriously.”
“Am I laughing?” she responds, earning a laugh from the boys. “What would you do Yuuji?” Nobara asks him.
“Well I don’t know my parents, do I?” he laughs a little more.
“If you did?” Megumi asks. Yuuji just shrugs again, which gives Megumi the right to spin his ‘boring’ comment back around on him. “Okay well what if, uh, the love of your life didn’t know they were your parent.”
“Well you can’t hold it against them, then. Right?” Yuuji comments.
“Fuck that,” Nobara laughs. “I’d probably still kill the parent and just find a new person to be in love with, if that was the case.”
“What about… If, uh,” Megumi stumbles, unsure if he should divulge any further information about what he’s going through. “If the love of your life turned out to be a porn star… and, uh, your parent was their scene partner.”
“This is getting way too specific, Megumi.”
“For sure.”
“Shut up. It’s just a game, right? What would you do?” Megumi presses further.
“Are you asking us if we would jerk off to our parents fucking the love of our life?” Yuuji wonders. Megumi winces, pulling a disgusted face as he waits for Yuuji to continue. “Well, in fairness, I don’t know my parents so I might have already jerked off to them fucking someone else.”
“You’re so disgusting Itadori.” Nobara scoffs. “I wouldn’t watch my parents fucking the love of my life, I wouldn’t watch them fucking anyone.” she speaks sternly. Nobara is the voice of reason, right now, the right thing that Megumi should do. That he is doing right now by being here with them. He knows he has perfect access to you waiting on his closed laptop upstairs. He needs the reassurance from his roommates that he shouldn’t do this. Nobara is right. It’s totally fucked up.
“If the video didn’t have my parents face in I’d probably be able to get myself there, y’know?” Yuuji speaks, Megumi and Nobara let their jaws hang low in disbelief of his blunt honesty. “Like, a first person shot or that gross back shot of balls slapping against their ass.”
“What is wrong with you?” Nobara fake barfs as she thinks further about what he said.
“You know what? I’d jerk off to it whether I saw their face or not. They’re the fucking love of my life? If I love someone I’m gonna get hard, and what am I gonna do? Not cum to the love of my life? It’s bad manners.”
“I’m going to bed.” Nobara tells them both, leaving the kitchen.
“Me too.” Megumi huffs, following her.
“What? I thought we were having fun! Cowards! I’m just bein’ honest unlike you two.”
Why the fuck did he have to say that. Couldn’t he have lied like a normal person? Now Megumi has a pass to do what he’s desperate to do. It’s you. It’s beautiful, perfect you getting fucked senseless by his stupid piece of shit dad. But he can ignore that. He can ignore him for you.
He gets back to his room and opens the lid of his laptop to see the stream still active. In the time he’s been chatting with his friends, you still haven’t even began to fuck. But now, you’re over Toji’s lap like a naughty school girl getting spanked stupid. Your yelps and cries are so sweet. He’s hard again. Fuck. He can’t help loving you.
Megumi still manages to resist the urge to touch himself throughout it all. He almost loses his resolve when Toji pulls your panties down roughly, like it’s stupid that you’re even wearing them. He tosses them aside and shows your pretty pussy to the camera for all to see. And Megumi knew it would be gorgeous. Like you. It mentioned on your profile that you trimmed rather than shaving completely bald down there. It didn’t bother him one bit, and clearly the same could be said for Toji as he wasted no time dipping his fingers into your sticky folds.
“Careful now, darlin’. Better not cum without my say so.” Toji smirks as he pummels his fingers inside of your textured walls.
You’re moaning, groaning, panting, squealing. Your face buries into the crook of his neck as he fingers you better than anyone else ever has. But still, Megumi holds true. His cock is throbbing and leaking and he knows he won’t be able to hold out much longer without giving it some form of attention.
“D-Daddy…” you moan, eager to make a request. You’ve been getting edged for fucking ages and even through the webcam Megumi can see how your legs are trembling. What a trooper.
“What is it, baby?”
“Could you, um, can you… go… d-do—”
“Want me to go down on you?” he speaks, loud enough for it to echo off the walls in your bedroom.
“Uh-huh.” you nod, shyly.
“Say it, then. Tell daddy you want your pretty pussy ate ‘n I will. Might even let you cum if you ask me sweet enough.” he tells you. You gulp, it’s so sweet and little and so you. You are so confident at university. Megumi can hardly believe you’re so shy in your sex life.
“P-Please would you eat my… m-my… please eat my pussy, daddy.” you stammer. He kisses you, hard, proud of your begging little voice as you find the courage to request this of him. He praises you, endlessly, as he begins to kiss down your body until his head is between your thighs. His arms hook around your legs to keep you in place and your fingers lace through his hair.
You’re so close from being edged for so damn long, you know his perfectly pointed tongue circling your puffy clit will be your undoing. But he doesn’t want you to cum yet. And as much as you’d enjoy the feeling of it, you don’t either. There is more money to be made, after all.
He brings you to that edge once again before retracting his tongue from you. You practically throw a tantrum as you writhe around on the bed, desperately searching for some form of reprieve. He slaps your face lightly and points his fingers between your eyes to gain your attention.
“None of that. No fuckin’ bratting on my watch, sweetheart.” he tells you. You gulp again, nodding in agreement. “Ride my face.” he commands as he spanks your ass lightly, compelling you to move so that you can switch positions.
You look ethereal as you use Toji’s face as your throne to bring along your crushing demise. By this point, Megumi couldn’t help but tease the tip of his sticky member. Why couldn’t it be him? For fuck sake, he’d give anything to be his dad right now.
You’re devastated yet again when you’re pushed away from Toji’s face before you can finish. You wonder if he’ll ever let you cum. But he decides it’s time for you to put one of your so-called expertise’s to the test. He wants his cock sucked.
He grunts and groans as your throat houses his cock comfortably. You let him fuck into your mouth and it’s perfect because you have a near non-existent gag reflex. Though your tear-stained eyes tell him that even his monstrously fat cock is a bit of a challenge for you. Megumi is repulsed but he can’t help but laugh as he thinks that is something he certainly inherited from his old man.
By the time you’re getting your tiny pussy fucked within an inch of your life, Megumi is fucking his fist furiously in time with his dad’s thrusts. He loses his steam every now and then when he thinks about how fucked up this is. But he can’t seem to care when you’re moaning and crying and begging. For what? You aren’t sure. Because you can’t voice anything other than cries of daddy daddy daddy!
“G-Gonna cum, daddy! Can I? Can I fucking cum please please please!”
“Yes you fucking can. Go on, show everyone how a good slut cums for her daddy.” he instructs.
Your heart goes a mile a minute and your pussy clamps around him furiously. He moans deliciously into your ear as he cums right along with you, emptying his balls into your unprotected pussy.
You shudder and shake as the aftershocks of the extended orgasm wracks your body. He kisses you, gently, praising you for doing such a good job. Took him and his edging like a champion. It’s almost impossible to stomach the thought of saying goodbye to everyone and signing off as you lie against his sweaty body with his cum spilling out of your cunt. He’s smart enough to know you won’t be able to stand on your own for a little while, so he takes the liberty of signing off for you. He hypes you up to everyone, telling them how good your pussy feels and what a superstar you are. Your subscribers climb like crazy and finally, you wave and thank everyone for coming. Toji ends the stream, sorting everything out so you don’t have to worry about it.
The post orgasm bliss wears off almost instantly for Megumi as he lays in bed with his cum painted across his abdomen. How will he face you tomorrow? Should he tell you that he watched? He definitely won’t mention that he jerked off to it. Part of him feels as though he owes it to you to tell you who your scene partner was. But for now, all he can think about it cleaning himself off and going to sleep.
Things will be clearer tomorrow.
“I’m gonna run us a bath, babe. Gonna take good care of you.” Toji tells you, lying by your side and playing with your hair until you’re almost asleep.
“Think ‘m in love with you,” you giggle looking into his dazzling jade green eyes. He leans down, kissing your lips softly before getting up to do as he promised he would.
“I get it. Happens all the time.” he teases back before turning the hot water tap on full blast. He returns, scooping you up in his arms and rocking you softly in his hold. “You were amazing. I’d love to do it again sometime, anytime you want just let me know.”
“I—”
“Yeah? What is it?” he wonders, a look of concern flashing across his face as he awaits your response.
“I’m so tired, it doesn’t matter ‘m bein’ stupid.” you shake off, but he tuts your comment away and insists you tell him what’s on your mind. “S’embarrassing… but, um, I’ve had a crush on you for, like, ever. ‘m sorry I feel so… dumb.”
“Not dumb, don’t say that. What are you gettin’ at? Wanna be my little girlfriend, hm? I like this gig too much babe, don’t wanna quit just yet.” he explains, and you nod agreeing with his sentiment.
“I don’t wanna quit either… told you it’s stupid.” you finish.
“Stop. That. Now.” he commands, stunning you into silence as he thinks about what he wants to say. You’d been in contact with Toji for a while before tonight. The way he talked to you always set your heart ablaze and had you kicking your feet as you read his text messages. His buttery voice warmed your insides and you aren’t ashamed to admit you’ve masturbated to plenty of his videos and felt no shame in telling him so. There’s a real connection between you, you’re sure of it. And tonight, getting fucked like that, has made you realise that you want him forever. “So we’ll… keep doing our jobs but be together. Okay?”
“What about… scene partners?”
“Gonna get jealous, princess?”
“I mean, p-probably…”
“Won’t fuck anyone else but you, then. We’ll fuck each other on streams and no one else. Deal?”
“Deal.” you smile, letting Toji carry you in the direction of your bathroom so that you can both clean yourselves up.
Megumi can’t sleep. He just has a horrible feeling that’s nagging at him and keeping him awake. He thinks it means he has to tell you who Toji is, tomorrow, whether you hate him for it or not. It’s giving him butterflies. It’s making him sick. But that can’t be all it is… surely.
Why does he feel like you’ve made a deal with the devil?
Welcome to my Valentine's Week Event! I've been planning this November and I am very excited to share it with you all. Since joining Tumblr and writing smut I've definitely learnt more about myself and my sexuality and what I'm into and I've absolutely grown to the idea of soft doms when I used to be strictly hard mean doms 😋 I've included a few subby fics too since I wanted to step out of my comfort zone, I hope you enjoy!!! Love, Luxe x
DAY ONE
𝐃𝐚𝐛𝐢
18+, virgin reader + Dabi, manga spoiler, handjob (m receiving), soft dom!Dabi, pet names, praise, consensual encounter, virginity insecurity, established couple.
words: 1.7k
DAY TWO
𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨
18+, phone sex, mutual masturbation, pet names, praise, consensual encounter, colleagues, friends with benefits, drool i guess, daddy kink.
words: 1.2k
DAY THREE
𝐇𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐬
18+, manged spoiler (character death mention), dubcon (they both agree to it but the reader isn't rly into it), pegging, anal penetration (obvs), femdom, mean reader, slapping, spanking, hairpulling, choking, cum eating, humiliation, dumbification, no prep, dick slapping, rough sex, noncon filming, revenge porn, degradation, use of 'good boy'.
18+, consensual encounter, cheating, reader has a child, lactation kink, mommy kink, handjob (m receiving), bratty!Tomura, (does this count as dom!reader? idk), name calling, use of 'good boy', praise.
Oooo wait this is fun, thank you for the tag fae bby <333,, I had to do some research cause I had no idea what my rising or Venus sign was 🙃 hopefully I did it right— cause the outfit is actually on point. I’d wear this cute little fit happily!!
Like hello that iconic jacket?? The cute lil red bow on the dress?? Sign me up!
Tagging: @thetempleofnyx @kazuwhora @spookygeto @bxnten @semisgroupie and anyone else that wants to <3
I would wear this irl though…. Like imagine how hot I would look with my big curly hair. (and no, I don’t have any Leo placements. Just way more Sagittarius ones unlisted)
"Hanji's so annoying" "Mikasa's CHOPPED" you genuinely think you're funny. Like...oh my god. Its giving 9th grade tryna make the class laugh humour. You sound daft.
@twicesangel bestie u got me in trouble with an anon bc i picked up chopped from ur yankee self :((((
BUHHHHHTTTTT i dont think im funny i know i am ur just mad bc i dont like ur characters and thats fine rest easy ☹
