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idlesana · 4 months

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can i request a sana drabble!?

phone sex w r, when sana is too insatiable while away from r, and has to get herself off ;( gp btw!

gotchu, great prompt btw, and happy new year! this is a special for everyone before i go back to working on my long-fics

one call

gp minatozaki sana x female reader ; smut

summary: sana always has you for her needs, so what does she do when she doesn’t have you there?

sana wasn’t sana if not carrying herself with an insatiable libido.

it wasn’t her fault she was overflowing in lust, and it wasn’t like you’d complain, obviously. she just was how she was, and how she is, is needy, whether it’s total PG attention and pda, or, something more graphic.

and drunk sana wasn’t drunk sana if her horniess wasn’t multiplied by tenfold.

being a clingy kissy drunk was sure to cause her to become absolutely incurable when it became just the two of you, all twice functions ending with her keeping you up all night.

and this would’ve, been one of those occasions, if only her and the rest of j-line hadn’t had scheduling that kept her in japan over new year’s eve and day.

momo, luckily enough, had some connections to some parties local to the area, and sana almost gave in to fucking her (not like you’d mind— both you and sana had talked about your subtle attractions to the older japanese girl) but she’d slipped out of the party early to go to bed. lame.

so here sana was, beyond intoxicated, a bulge growing in her pants, leaving her needier than ever, and without you.

she knew she had to handle it before she was too far gone into her lust or drunkenness, so, she found herself scurrying to the luxurious yet minute bathroom, leaving her with no room, cramped, and ridiculously horny.

she leaned against the cool marble counter of the sink, fishing her phone out with shaky hands, messily inputting her passcode and scrolling to your contact, immediately hitting call.

sana placed her phone between her jaw and shoulder, holding it upright as she unzipped her pants, the ringing hurting her head.

she only managed to shimmy her pants down, not getting to the underwear before she had to give her irrationally painful erection some attention, stroking herself through her boxers, breaths growing heavy.

she didn’t even notice the ringing stopped, only clocking it once you greeted her.

“hello..?” your voice sounded gravely, but pitch still high, just how she liked. sana bit back a moan, stroking herself a little quicker.

“h-hey, pretty.” she stuttered, tone laced with lust and voice just as low. her heavy breaths were panted out into the phone, and you quickly realized what this call was about.

“hey, sana. did you need something?” you pushed up on your bed, leaning back against the headboard and clenching your thighs shut. you were playing dumb, you and sana both knew that, but that’s the route you’d take whenever sana called you like this.

“ ‘just wanted to hear how your day went, is all.” sana whined, quitting her stroking only to push her boxers beneath her balls, lifting her shirt up with her free hand, and letting her hard cock hit her stomach.

“ahhh,” you paused, stretching, garnering a light, airy moan out of yourself, which successfully made sana twitch, “i see.”

she let her pointer finger rub against her leaking tip, not holding back from moaning softly, moving to rub her palm over herself, gathering the precum to lube herself up.

“i’m okay, today was okay. i had a shoot.” you sighed, dreamily thinking of what your girlfriend was doing to herself, desperately trying to ignore the pulsing of your own nether region.

“oh yeah?” she finally, finally, moves to stroke herself, instantly moaning at the feeling, rubbing her hand up and down her length. “what were you wearing?” she squeezes her tip softly, whimpering out.

“hmm, well, i had some different outfits.” you listen to the increase in the speed of her breathing, savoring in the small, pretty whines she lets out. “the first one was a pretty little slip, backless, with some cute shoes and diamond jewelry.”

sana rubs herself faster, giving a small hum for you to keep going.

“and then the next one was a skirt and this nice corset top, cropped obviously” you pause, letting out a soft moan of your own as you stretched out once more, smiling softly to yourself.

sana runs her hand up to her tip, squeezing it softly as she moans, “a-ah! please,” she runs her hand down her length again, continuing with her motions, “please keep talking, b-baby.” her voice is whiny and cute, just how you liked her, and you could almost hear how turned on she was.

“the other outfits weren’t too interesting, but, it’s okay, what mattered was going to the hot tubs after with nayeon and jihyo unnie.”

the thought of you in a swimsuit alone has sana nearly doubling over, soft “oh fuck.” dropping from her lips in a whine.

“i took some photos all throughout the day of myself, if you wanted to see.”

sana moves quick, taking the hem of her shirt to her mouth, holding it up, as she turns the phone on speaker and swipes to your text conversation.

“yes please.” she mutters through the fabric, slowing her stroking to go back to teasing her tip, running her thumb over it.

“mmm, okay, baby.” you move quick too, scrolling through and picking only the best photo for sana, wanting her to get the relief as soon as possible.

you smile as you find one of you in the swimsuit, a selfie from above of you looking up at the camera, doe eyed, and your whole body was in frame, cleavage on very obvious display. you select it and one other, a mirror selfie of the same pretty swimsuit, perfectly highlighting your features. you send them both over, waiting for sana’s response. and you get it soon after, sana groaning out, which turns into a shakey moan, as she starts up stroking herself again.

“f-fuck, wow, you look so— mgh, so good.” she’s stroking herself quicker that before, now imagining fucking you, pounding into you just how she wants. she swears she can almost feel you, absolutely soaking her length and clenching against her.

“god, y/n, i need you.” she finally drops the sweet act, back arching as she makes subtle thrusts into her hand as it falls back on her.

“i can tell, wish you were here.” you mumble, your own arousal getting to you now. “want you in me, always so big, filling me so well.”

sana shudders, staring at the images, trying her hardest not to let her eyes flutter shut. she imagines just how you’d stretch on her, just how you’d moan beneath her as she had her way with you.

“f-fuck, i’d fuck you so— shit, so, so good.” she feels herself losing it, so close to release, and she whines out, “god, you’re so pretty baby.”

you whine right back, and it gets sana stroking herself even quicker, her own pre-cum rolling down her length, veins defined and just so hard.

“want it so bad, sa-chan, would want you to fill me up, want all that load in me.”

and that’s what does it for sana, her hips stutter and she thrust into her hand, moaning shamelessly now, curses falling from her lips heavenly as you can only listen, so, so frustrated. she spills out all over her hand, whimpering softly to herself as she strokes herself into sensitivity, having to stop her movements.

“thank you,” sana pants, letting her shirt drop and moving to clean her hand, “i miss you.”

“of course, sana. you know i miss you too, even more so after that.” you groan, rolling on your bed, ignoring the aching wetness forming in your underwear.

“hey, hey, don’t be upset, maybe i can help you after my party?” she chuckles, and you’re quick to respond.

“oh. definitely.”

she was in for quite the night.

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happilychaengs · 6 months

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sana - studying

a/n: my titles suck and maybe this fic does too idk 😭 it's been too long since i published something. but the bun with a pencil is like ??? i was so impressed when i saw someone do it

papers scattered across her desk, almost like a fresh 1000 piece puzzle waiting to be put together. she ruffles through the sea of papers set in front of her, groaning as her hair droops down, a few strands laying flat against her workspace. she tucks it behind her ear as she bites her lip, a habit she's always had when she's focused too hard.

her eyes waver as they scan through the walls of random text and formulas, even though they're barely legible, "do you ever-"

"hate math and everything related to it? yes, sana. you've asked me that 3 times already."

"have i?" she flips through more of her unorganized notes, "i swear this is the first time."

you smile to yourself at her antics as you stand behind her, your hands slightly working her shoulders. she lets an almost satisfied sound escape her lips as she lets her head tilt back, her eyes lidded slightly.

"take a break, sana. you've been at this for hours."

"i really wish i could but," she slings her head over her notes again, the bliss she felt from your attempts at uplifting her spirit being short-lived, "i'm still not ready for my exam tommorow.

you let out a long sigh as you place a light kiss at the top of her head, squeezing her shoulders one last time before sitting on the edge of her bed knowing you can't ever change her mind, "fine. but please don't overwork yourself."

she lets out a small mumble, probably telling you she'll be fine though it's not held in very high regard. the both of you know she won't if she continues this.

she pushes up her glasses, her messy bun barely held together by an extra pencil she somehow tied in as she tugged on it slightly. you rest your chin on your hand as you stared at her features, admiring how hardworking she was.

almost 15 minutes pass before sana's gaze lands back on you as she furrows her eyebrows, a few loose strands falling in front of her face as she blows them away, "is there something on my face?"

"no."

"then... why are you looking at me that way?" her face flushes, "you're making me nervous and i can't focus..."

"i can't admire my girlfriend? i'm just waiting for you to finish." you have a lazy smile as she sighs, pulling out the pencil in her hair and getting up from her chair. she looks at you with such a loving, though very tired look before walking towards you, your hands now out to hold her hips.

she leans into your warmth, her lips kissing the top of your head before her legs practically gave out. she basically tackles you onto the bed as she shifts around, taking a deep breath into the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent (technically hers because you're wearing her spare clothes).

you laugh as you kiss her forehead, your hands rubbing her back, "what about studying?"

you feel a slight tickle under your jaw as her breath hits it, a small pout on her lips, "i'm tired. i'll study in the morning. right now, i feel like putting all my attention on you instead."

#sana imagines #sana x reader #sana scenarios #twice x reader #twice imagines #twice scenarios

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momotorin · 3 months

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futch!sana whos a service top and just loves to see y/n pleased 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭

ur so so right for this

futch!service top!sana

literal embodiment of anything for you bbg

doesn't even need a word literally just a touch on her arm or a kiss, she knows you want her pleasing you

but does get a little bit of a tease sometimes

"like that, baby?" as she looks up at you from between your legs, chin and lips wet from eating you out

likes to give hickeys on your inner thigh ><

likes to mark you like by a lot, she could go on for hours just marking your neck, or your thighs

definitely a boobs girl... could knead, kiss, and mark your tits for hours and she could never get tired

just loves to see her fingers thrust in and out of you because you get it so wet :<

doesn't stop until your legs shake, or until she sees that you're already tapping out

just likes kissing.. like when she has you on fours and she's using her strap just expect a whole lot of back kisses

strap game 🔛↕️

just likes to see her strap full of your cream when she pounds in and out of you ofc it's an 9 inch pink glittery strap that you picked out

"like to get fucked like my little slut, huh, baby?" she asks as she pounds her strap relentlessly in and out of you.

uses a bunch of toys and her naughty ass keeps a whole drawer for it

she loves it when she blindfolds you... the thrill of just having to use you until you cum multiple times gets her feeling in a way she can't explain

definitely overstimulates you like crazy

holds you until you stop shaking, and kisses you until you're okay

"you did so well, darling," she kisses your forehead as you lay on her chest. "do you want something else? like food or..." ofc you say fried chicken and you make out before the food comes

she loves taking baths with you after you fuck because she has the best bath bombs ever bet that you get kisses everywhere before you get out of the bath

she doesn't even call it fucking because it's 'making love' like okay gentlewoman!

she's just satisfied when she sees you satisfied (doesn't wanna admit that she comes untouched)

#twice sana #twice imagines #twice scenarios #twice headcanons #sana imagines #sana scenarios #sana headcanons

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nanawritesit · 4 months

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Twice Enemies to Lovers Imagines/ AUs

TW: making out (momo and tzuyu) corruption themes (momo) mentions of killing (sana) revolutionary themes (sana) mentions of daggers and knives (sana and dahyun) reader is kidnapped and tied up (dahyun) sharing a bed (tzuyu) partial nudity (tzuyu) neck kissing (tzuyu) light swearing

Nayeon: Former Best Friends

Your jaw hit the floor as your next applicant walked into your office for an interview. It was Im Nayeon, your high school best friend who ditched you freshman year to become a cheerleader with all the popular girls. To make matters worse, you had always secretly been in love with her. Not that you would ever admit that to yourself.

“Nice to see you again, Im.” you said flatly, flipping through her resume as she sat down in front of your desk.

She looked confused. “I’m sorry sir/ma’am, but I’m not sure what you…” You glared up at her with ice cold eyes, and suddenly she remembered. “Oh, Y/N… I’m so sorry. I didn’t recognize you…” she stammered meekly.

“Doesn’t surprise me. You hardly acknowledged me after you became the ‘it girl’ of our high school.” you resigned, folding your hands together on your desk. “So, what have you been up to since high school?”

She chuckled uncomfortably, eyes shifting to the ground. “Well, I was at university, but… things didn’t work out this semester.”

“So you’re looking for a job just until the end of the semester?” you asked, trying to sound as professional as possible.

“I’m not sure… But I’ll at least need a job until the end of the year. I’m living back home now.” she explained. “I need a job in the worst way, and to be honest I’m really relieved that you’re the owner of this place.”

You cleared your throat, closing up her resume and looking at her sternly. “So you think that just because you were super popular in school and I wasn’t that I’ll immediately hire you at my restaurant?”

“No, no! Not at all!” she insisted, eyes widening. “It’s just… you’re a very kind person. And you’ve always had a way of making me feel calm. I always remembered that, even if I didn’t recognize you at first.”

You winced. There she went again, making you feel special. It scared you how easily her praise still got to you.

“Oh… sorry for jumping to conclusions.” you mumbled.

“No, it’s alright…” she reassured you, seemingly okay with taking all the blame. “I’m really sorry we drifted apart. I never meant to hurt you. You were actually the person I cared about more than anything. I just thought you wouldn’t want to be friends with a cheerleader given how much we used to make fun of them.”

You glanced at the ground nervously. You were kind of a pick-me in high school. Not that it was your fault, you were just conditioned to be that way. In high school, you were either popular, or you hated everything related to being popular.

“I understand.” you told her. “It was quite a long time ago.”

“See… I’m not doing well in my classes, and my parents said I can’t move back home unless I find a job first.” she explained, eyes locking in on yours. “Please, consider me.”

Her pretty eyes were sparkling with need the way they always did, and your last reserve finally cracked at the sight of them.

“Okay, okay, the job is yours.” you told her, a reluctant smile appearing on your face.

“Really?” she asked, a huge grin breaking out on her face. “Oh, thank you so much!” She stood up to shake your hand making you laugh.

“No problem. Can you start tomorrow?” you asked, still sitting at your desk.

“Yes, I’ll be here!” she chirped, grabbing her bag. “You won’t regret this, I promise!”

Once she shut the door behind her, you plopped your head down on your desk, releasing a huge sigh. “Oh, I most likely will.”

Jeongyeon: Bad First Impression

You were running horribly late for your first day on the job. You had gotten an internship at a high end company, and were expected to bring everyone coffee in the morning. So now, you were carrying a carrier full of four huge iced coffees while sprinting down the sidewalk. You could see your building in the distance, all you had to do was turn one corner and you would make it to work on time!

That was, until you actually turnt the corner and slammed straight into a girl who was walking while on her phone. All four of the iced coffees splashed between the two of you, ruining both of your outfits.

“Oh my gosh, watch where you’re going!” she screeched, wiping coffee off her face.

“Me?” you questioned, fixing your hair. “You’re the one who wasn’t looking where you were going! Maybe if you weren’t glued to your phone, we wouldn’t be covered in coffee right now!”

She scoffed. “Well maybe if you weren’t running with a carrier full of coffees…”

You both stopped what you were doing as your eyes locked in on each other. She was absolutely gorgeous, the kind that makes your heart stop beating. She seemed to be caught off guard by you as well, the two of you just staring at each other blankly for a moment.

“I’m sorry, this was totally my fault.” you chuckled, adjusting your bag. “I shouldn’t have been running down the sidewalk.”

“No, you’re right, it was stupid to be on my phone while I was walking. I’m sorry for not paying attention.” she refuted, laughing along with you. “I’m Jeongyeon, by the way.”

“Y/N.” you told her, shaking her hand. “I’m sorry I covered you in coffee. I’m just running horribly late for my first day on the job…” you sighed, shaking your head in disbelief. “Although I’m sure I can kiss it goodbye now, as I’m either going to show up soaked in coffee or an hour late.”

“I’m really sorry about that…” she said sympathetically. “Where’s the job?”

“Right behind us, actually.” you laughed, gesturing behind you.

“Oh my gosh, I work here!” she told you exasperatedly. “In the administrative department!”

“That’s where I’m interning!” you gasped, a hopeful smile making its way onto your face.

“This is perfect. I’ll just call the office and say that someone ran into the two of us while we were walking in, and that we had to go change clothes.” she suggested.

“Thank you so much, you’re a lifesaver!” you sighed in relief, placing a hand affectionately on her arm. “Are you sure they’ll accept that as an excuse though?”

“Oh please, everyone here loves me. My word is law.” she giggled, putting an arm around your shoulder. “Now, let’s go get you some fresh clothes and new coffees, okay? I’ll even buy my own, since I’m pretty sure one of them was.”

You laughed along with her, letting her lead you down the sidewalk in the opposite direction. Somehow, you had made an enemy, ally, and crush all in the same day. Lord help you in navigating this relationship.

Momo: Angel/ Demon AU

You bit your tongue in anger. Things were not going well with your latest assignment. You were trying to be a guardian angel to a certain human to improve their life. However, this human also happened to be under the influence of a demon. Not only a demon, but one of the most powerful demonesses in your department. Momo Hirai.

“Something wrong, angel?” a sultry voice asked. You whipped around to see her standing at the entryway of your human’s living room. You could see them, but they couldn’t see you. She was absolutely captivating, with her dark hair, ruby red lips, and tight black dress.

Remembering yourself, you looked away. “As a matter of fact, yes. You are.” you spat, crossing your arms across your chest.

“Oh, I didn’t know you thought about me so much.” she grinned, stepping closer to you. “I wonder what twisted little fantasies are running through that pretty little head.”

“You wish.” you groaned, rolling your eyes. “I happen to be a being of purity.

“How boring…” Momo sighed, stopping in front of you, who was leaned against the wall. “I figured someone like you would feel really repressed. Nothing causes the mind to wander more than being cooped up with a bunch of puritans.”

You swallowed hard. How had she known that you’d been having sinful thoughts lately? You wondered if she also knew that she was the subject of some of them.

Deciding you had to stand your ground, you held your head up high. “It’d be none of your business if I did.”

“Oh, I know…” she glanced down at your lips momentarily, then met your eyes once more. “I just can’t help myself. Seeing you, who’s so bright and clean… it makes me think about how much I’d like to corrupt you.”

Your heart stopped. Every part of your brain was screaming at you to resist her.

“L-like how?” You could barely control the words coming out of your mouth.

She grinned a sinister smile, brushing some of your hair behind your shoulder and playing with it. “Well, for starters, I could run my fingers through this pretty hair…”

Your eyes squinted shut at the feeling of her doing so, hating how good it felt.

“I could gaze into these sparkling doe eyes…” she purred, tilting your chin up to look her in the eye. Her own dark eyes were locked in on yours, pupils dilated but squinted slightly like a siren’s.

You allowed her to push you further against the wall, showing absolutely no sign of displeasure at her actions. “Then what?” you whispered.

“Then… I could kiss these beautiful, delicious lips…” Momo finally leaned down and connected her lips with yours, pressing her body up against yours with a fiery passion.

You moved your arms up around her waist, hands gripping onto her for dear life. The pleasure was so great, you almost forgot why you vowed to resist temptation in the first place.

Her hands snaked up into your hair, tugging slightly and making you whimper into her mouth. You could feel her smirk at this, and with the knowledge that you were enjoying yourself, she slipped her tongue into your mouth, letting it explore slightly before pulling away.

“I hope you know what you’re doing.” you muttered breathlessly, forehead still pressed against hers. “Both of us could get fired if anyone found out about this.” Demons and angels were not allowed to have relationships. “Besides, how do I know you’re not just using me to win over my human?”

“You can have the human.” she told you without hesitation. “I don’t need them. Right now, I only want you.”

You looked at her closely, studying her expression for any sign of dishonesty. If this was a trick, or one of her lustful schemes, she wouldn’t have been so upfront about it. She would’ve been sneakier.

“I want you too, Momo…” you sighed, crashing your lips into hers once again.

Maybe you would lose your angel status for this, but you knew that no amount of purity would ever feel as good as Momo on your lips would.

Sana: Royal/ Assassin AU

You grunted as you scaled the wall of the castle with a dagger in each hand. One of them would momentarily be used to kill the princess in her sleep. You winced as you thought about what you had to do, feeling your stomach turn.

You were a member of a rebel legion who was planning on overthrowing the palace during a coup. While you weren’t too thrilled about having to kill anyone, you believed the king and queen deserved it. They were incessantly cruel to their subjects, denying them any assistance and punishing them when they took matters into their own hands. Your people were dying of starvation while they were having extravagant parties, and something had to be done about it.

There really was no reason to kill the princess other than your leader feared it would be unwise to leave the only rightful heir to the throne alive. You didn’t think it was right, but the suffering you and your people endured overcame that.

As you reached Princess Sana’s bedroom window, you carefully crept inside and over to her canopy bed. As the moonlight graced her features, your breath hitched in your throat. She looked so peaceful, so content… not to mention, she was positively breathtaking.

You sighed defeatedly, realizing you couldn’t possibly harm this innocent girl. You stepped back and dropped your daggers on the floor, startling her awake.

“Hm? What’s going on? Who are you?” she asked, clutching her blankets to her chest in fear.

“Sh, it’s okay. I’m here to help.” you tried to reassure her. “There’s a rebel legion that’s going to assassinate the king and queen momentarily, and they want to kill you too. If you want to live, you’ll have to escape with me right now.”

She gasped, throwing her blankets off of her. She looked so adorable in her long white nightgown and pink hair bow. “Oh my, let’s go then!”

You grabbed her hand and led her down the hallway and out through the back of the palace. You knew your legion would only be using the front entrance.

The two of you ran off into the night, ducking into a nearby forest for protection. Luckily it was a warm summer night, and the weather was mild.

“I’m sorry about your parents.” you finally spoke as you both caught your breath. It hadn’t dawned on you that Sana might not take the news of her parents assassination very well until just now.

“It’s alright. To be honest, I’ve always hated them. I was hoping to become a better leader than them one day, but they were only interested in marrying me off to a nearby kingdom. I’m just glad the kingdom will be heading in a better direction.” She sat down by the riverbed, taking her hair out of its bow and letting it fall over her shoulders in loose waves. “Thank you for rescuing me.”

“I don’t deserve any thanks.” you sighed, sitting down next to her. “I was the one who was supposed to kill you.”

She gave you an unfazed expression. “Well, you didn’t. And I never really liked being a princess anyway. I’ve always craved a life of adventure.”

“Well, you’re certainly going to get it.” you chuckled, stretching out to lay down in the grass. “We’re going to have to flee the kingdom, or at least go to the countryside. They’re going to wonder where the lost princess is, and why she wasn’t executed.”

She laid down next to you, curling into your side. “But… you’ll protect me right?” Her eyes were so big and twinkling with innocence. She looked as if she would shatter into a million pieces without you.

“Why do you trust me so easily?” you asked her genuinely. Any other princess wouldn’t have even believed you, let alone followed you into the woods.

She smiled cutely, brushing some of your hair back. “I had a dream once that someone came into my room and saved me from being a princess.” She traced your features with your finger. “They looked just like you.”

Your mouth fell slightly agape. You were never one to believe in fate or destiny, but this girl was making you second guess yourself.

“Now, are you going to take care of me?” she asked again.

“Of course I will.” you told her, running a hand through her long hair. “Now, let’s get some sleep. I’ll find us some breakfast in the morning.”

Jihyo: Idol Rivalry

Park Jihyo was the bane of your existence. The two of you had hated each other for years, and for good reason. For one, you were both under different companies that constantly compared artists with each other. Two, both of your groups debuted around the same time, and since then it felt like every time your group got a moment in the spotlight, Twice would come along and upstage you. And three, you were both leaders, so everyone expected you to get along due to your similar roles. However, all that meant was that you were both extra protective of your groups, and even more hostile when someone threatened their success.

Today, however, your rivalry was coming to an eruption as both of your groups were performing at the MAMA awards. Luckily, they were spaced apart enough to where it wouldn’t look like one of you was the opening act for the other. Both of your groups put their absolute all into the performances, and everyone agreed that you both owned the award show.

Your members somehow all got along. It was just you and Jihyo that couldn’t seem to find a common ground.

You were thinking this over as you walked up to her dressing room after the show. You decided it was time to be a grown up and hash things out with her. You took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

“Come in.” she chirped from behind the door. You walked in, seeing her at her vanity, still in her stage outfit. You lost the plot for a bit as you took in her features. Her beautiful skin, her pretty eyes, her perfect smile… wait, when did she get so gorgeous?

“Oh… hi Y/N.” she interrupted your thoughts with genuine surprise. “What are you doing here?”

You shut the door behind you and walked up to her. “I’ve come with an olive branch.” you began in a serious tone.

She glanced behind you, furrowing her brows. “Really? I don’t see one.”

You bit your tongue to keep from laughing. Damn, she was funny, but you were trying to have a serious moment!

“A metaphorical olive branch.” you sighed, pretending to be annoyed to save face. “We’ve been fighting for years because of stupid reasons. I think it’s time we sort out our differences.”

She smiled warmly, inviting you to sit down on her sofa. “So, what exactly are our differences?” she asked, starting to remove her makeup.

“Well for starters, you guys have always overshadowed us.” you told her. “Every time we’d start getting attention, you guys would immediately do something even better, and then it was all anyone could talk about. I guess I was sick of the company always telling us how much better you guys are.”

She paused, making eye contact with you in her mirror. “Are you serious?”

You nodded. What did she mean ‘are you serious,’ of course you were serious! It wasn’t that hard to comprehend.

“Oh my god, that’s so funny…” she laughed out loud, shaking her head. She spun around in her chair to face you. “Y/N, ever since we debuted, all our company does is compare us to you.”

“You’re kidding…” you marveled, eyes widening in shock.

“No, I’m serious! I especially get compared to you a lot. You’re super mature and have killer visuals, not to mention you’re one of the best dancers in the industry.” she praised, leaning back in her chair slightly.

“Oh please, I would commit arson to have your vocal skills! You light up a whole stadium with them!” you told her enthusiastically. “You’re so bright and energetic, and you’re absolutely stunning. I mean, who wouldn’t hate you?” you joked, slapping her on the knee playfully.

The two of you laughed for a moment, then sat in a comfortable silence. It was probably the most pleasant interaction you’d ever had.

“Did we just compliment each other?” she asked suddenly, cocking her head to the side.

You shrugged. “I guess so. Maybe we’re not so different after all.”

She smiled affectionately, moving to sit next to you on the sofa. “I actually think I quite like you now.”

The way she was looking at you made you feel butterflies. You didn’t know if you were seeing things or what, but she looked as if she was absolutely captivated by you.

You shrugged cheekily, a sly smirk making its way onto your face. “I kind of like you too. See you around?”

She nodded enthusiastically, a hopeful glint in her eyes. With that, you turned and exited her dressing room, pressing your hands to your warm cheeks.

How did that just happen?

Mina: Fake Dating

“I can’t believe they actually fell for it!” Mina marveled as you both exited the party into the cool night air.

“I know right! Like, are they really that stupid?” you laughed, leading her back to your car.

You wondered how everyone had set aside all their memories of you two absolutely hating each other when you walked into the party holding onto her waist. Anyone with eyes could see that you and Mina despised each other before. You guessed that the two of you were just really good at acting.

What led to your truce was that both of your crushes weren’t paying any attention to either of you. You were trying to win back your ex, whereas Mina’s crush had totally friend-zoned her. So, you came to an agreement that you would pretend to date each other in order to hopefully make your crushes jealous.

You were worried that it was going to be hard to sell your affections for Mina, but it turned out to be surprisingly easy. From spending time with her, you were able to see that she was actually really funny, incredibly bright, and sensitive. Not to mention, she was a perfect ten. That was part of the reason you hated her so much.

As you drove off to drop Mina off at her house, you kept glancing over at her with an amused smile.

“What?” she asked, giggling slightly.

“Nothing, it’s just… you’re so different from what I thought you were.” you answered, eyes focusing back on the road.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” she interrogated you, crossing her arms with a smirk.

“Well, to be honest, I thought you were incredibly stuck-up. I mean, you hardly paid any attention to me, and whenever you did, it was to disagree with something I said.” you chuckled.

“Yeah, I’m sorry about that…” she apologized, shifting her body to face you more. “I have a tendency to close myself off when I find someone intimidating.”

You scoffed in disbelief. “Intimidating? How could you find me intimidating?”

“Oh come on, Y/N!” she rolled her eyes, hitting your arm lightly. “You’re like the coolest person ever! When you talk, everyone pays attention to you. It makes me so jealous the way you command a room.”

You shook your head in amazement. “I had no idea you felt that way…”

“Yeah well, I do.” she laughed. She ran a hand through her hair as if to calm herself down.

The two of you enjoyed a comfortable silence for a moment until you spoke again. “You did a really good job today.”

“Thanks, so did you.” she complimented you, nudging you slightly.

“I’m sure your crush is still thinking about how good we looked together.” you pointed out.

“Oh yeah, them…” she resigned, looking out the window absentmindedly. “Well, I’m sure your ex felt the same way.”

You glanced over at her. Why did she seem to shut down when you brought up your love interests? Isn’t that what she had wanted out of this?

“Well, there you are ma’am.” you announced as you pulled into her driveway.

She snapped out of her daze and grabbed her purse, turning to you with a smile. “Thanks again, Y/N. You make a wonderful fake partner.” Suddenly, she leaned forward and planted a brisk kiss on your cheek. You looked at her in disbelief, feeling your cheeks heat up. “Just practicing. You know, for the next time we see them.”

“Oh, r-right…” you stammered, shifting anxiously in your seat. “Well, see you later!”

“Bye bye!” she waved, cutely scampering away into her house.

You sighed, slamming your head against the steering wheel. Suddenly, a relationship with Mina was sounding a lot better than getting back with your ex. Why did you think this was a good idea again?

Dahyun: Hero/ Villain AU

You struggled against your restraints, rocking the chair you were tied to back and forth. You were previously on a mission from the hero agency to retrieve a stolen artifact from a well-known villain, but something had went wrong, and they ended up capturing you. Now, you were tied up and didn’t know what awaited you.

You screeched into the cloth around your mouth in frustration, feeling hot tears prick at your eyes as you realized there was no way to get out of these ropes. Damn it all. Was this going to be how you were going to be taken down?

Suddenly, you heard a rustling coming from the window in the corner of the room. You furrowed your brow in confusion, until it opened and in tumbled Kim Dahyun, your arch-nemesis.

“Dahyun? What are you doing here?” you asked, although it just sounded like a bunch of muffled syllables to her.

“Sh, I’m here to get you out of here.” she instructed you. She then came over to undo the cloth around your mouth and slice through your ropes with her knife.

“Why are you helping me?” you asked, massaging your wrists from their rope burn.

“Because, you’re my enemy.” she smirked, crawling back through the window she had previously entered in. “If anyone’s going to take you down, it’s going to be me.”

You scoffed with a smile, getting up to follow her. “I won’t go down so easily.”

“Oh I know. I’m looking forward to it.” she cockily winked. “Now, are you coming or not?” She extended her hand to you, face illuminated by the soft candlelight of the room. God, she was devastatingly beautiful. Perhaps in another universe, the two of you would’ve made a great couple.

You brushed the thoughts away, knowing they could only lead to heartache, and instead just took her hand and fled with her by your side. Maybe you didn’t need a relationship with her. This game of cat and mouse was too damn fun anyway.

Chaeyoung: Forced to Hang Out by Mutual Friends

You walked into the restaurant, face twisting into a scowl as you realized only one person was at your table: Son Chaeyoung, whom you could not stand. However, you had to get along with her because she was a part of your friend group. You knew she didn’t really care for you either, but also agreed to keep the peace for the sake of your mutual friends.

You took a deep breath to calm yourself down, then walked over to the table to sit across from her. “Hi Chaeyoung.” you said, flatly but still politely.

She looked up from her phone and cracked a forced smile. “Hey there, Y/N.”

“I wonder why everyone’s so late.” you commented, trying to make small talk.

“I’m not sure.” she replied. The two of you shared an awkward silence, save for your repetitive tapping on the table. After a while she coughed uncomfortably.

“Hi there! Are you two here for the couple’s special?” the waitress suddenly asked as she arrived at your table.

You both looked at each other horrified. “No, we’re definitely not a couple…” you insisted.

“Yeah we’re just waiting for some of our friends.” Chaeyoung explained to her, chuckling nervously.

“Oh, I’m sorry!” the waitress apologized. “I’ll come back in a few minutes, okay?” You both nodded, and she scurried off to the other end of the restaurant. Wow… you thought, the two of you were so uncomfortable it was spreading to other people.

“I’ll text them and see what’s keeping them.” Chaeyoung announced, picking her phone back up. However, her eyes widened as soon as she looked at the screen. “Apparently Rosè is sick.”

“Really? That’s odd. She seemed fine yesterday…” you replied, grabbing your own phone. You too already received a text, but from Yeoreum.

yeoreum 🌻: “hey, sorry to cancel last minute, but i forgot i have a doctors’ appointment :( say hi to the girls for me!”

You sighed, setting your phone back down. “Well, Yeoreum bailed too.”

“Are you serious?” Chaeyoung asked. “Well, at least there’s…” However she never got to finish her sentence, because both of your phones rang at the same exact time. You were getting a call from Somi, and she was getting a call from Jinsol. You both snatched up your phones again and slammed the answer button.

“Hey Y/N!” Somi chirped on the other end of the line. “I gotta cancel today. Forgot I already made plans with my sister!”

“No, Somi please-“

“Have fun! Give my love to the girls!” she responded, hanging up.

You squinted your eyes shut and sighed, setting your phone down to see Chaeyoung doing the exact same. “Jinsol too?”

“Yep.” she nodded. “Something about a family reunion.”

It was obvious that all your friends had planned this in an effort to get you and Chaeyoung to spend time with each other and hopefully sort out your differences. However, right now that seemed like a lost cause, as both of you were consumed with irritation and discomfort at the situation.

“Great…” you grumbled, putting your head in your hands. “Guess we’re stuck with each other.”

“I don’t get what your problem is with me.” she snapped, crossing her arms across her chest.

“Me? You’re the one with the problem!” you responded defensively. “You’ve always hated me for no reason. I can see it in the way you talk to me.”

“That’s not true!” she replied angrily, furrowing her brow in frustration. “I was just upset with you because you threw that huge party a year ago and invited everybody but me! I had to hear about it from Bangchan of all people!”

Your jaw unhinged in disbelief. You had totally forgotten about that event, and how you never invited Chaeyoung. To tell the truth, you couldn’t even remember why you didn’t invite her in the first place.

“I didn’t know it bothered you so much…” you marveled, leaning back in your chair as if backing down from your anger. “I guess… maybe I assumed you wouldn’t want to go? You don’t really seem like the type to enjoy a huge party.”

“That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t have want to be invited.” she retorted, glancing down at the table nervously.

You blinked, straightening yourself up. “You’re right. That was really rude of me. I’m sorry I didn’t invite you.”

She smiled genuinely for the first time since you had known her. “I appreciate that.”

“If I have another party and invite you, will you stop hating me?” you chuckled.

“I wouldn’t say I hated you…” she replied, softening even more. “There were still things I really liked about you.”

“Oh yeah? Like what?” you asked, trying not to be too enthusiastic with your curiosity.

“You have a really pretty smile, you’re super passionate about what you do, you’re really sharp and witty…” she listed out with a bright grin. “You’re really cool. I guess that’s why I was so mad you didn’t invite me.”

“I understand why you were mad, and I’m sorry again.” you replied, looking at her sympathetically. “But it didn’t come from a place of malice. I actually think you’re really cool.”

“You do?” she inquired perplexedly.

“Of course I do! You always make everyone laugh, you’re super nice to everybody… and you’ve got a really cute face.”

She grinned, and you swore you saw her cheeks turn a light shade of pink. “You think I’m cute?”

Now it was your turn to blush. You cleared your throat, then glanced away with shifty eyes. “I mean, like objectively. You have bright eyes or whatever.”

She giggled quietly to herself, then as soon as your eyes were focused back on her, she spoke again. “I think you’re pretty cute too.”

You couldn’t help the smile that crept it’s way up your expression, looking away again bashfully.

“Do we still need a few more minutes?” the waitress asked, suddenly appearing again.

“Nope, I think we’re ready.” you replied, glad to be changing the subject. “I guess we will take that couple’s special since it’ll just be the two of us.”

“Oh, well it’s actually only for real couples…” the waitress told you sympathetically.

“What if this was our first date?” Chaeyoung asked her. Your eyes widened as you whipped your head around to look at her. She was just looking at the waitress with a confident grin. You had never seen her so bold, and you had to admit, it was really attractive. You were starting to kick yourself for messing things up with her in the past. You could’ve been around her best self this whole time… well, at least you were seeing it now. And you couldn’t get enough of it. You loved the excitement about where things were going with her.

Tzuyu: Only One Bed

You frowned as you realized who had just walked into your hotel room. “What are you doing here Tzuyu?”

“Believe me, this wasn’t my choice.” she groaned, shoving the door shut behind her. “Apparently the hotel booked up their last room by accident. And since you’re the only one who doesn’t have a roommate yet, I’m going to have to room with you.”

“Are you serious?” you asked, sitting up in your bed. “Aren’t there any other hotels in the area?”

“I went all around the neighborhood looking for one. Why do you think I’m soaked? It’s pouring down rain right now.” she complained. “They’re all booked up too.”

You took in her appearance. “Where’s your suitcase?”

“Airport lost it.” she replied, an angry sarcastic smile on her face. “This is a really great vacation so far. None of my things, and I’m stuck with you.”

“Yeah, well I’m not exactly thrilled about this either.” you sneered, shuffling your way out of bed. “Here, you can have one of my big shirts.”

She looked amazed. “Wait, are you actually being nice to me?”

You glared at her. “I may not like you very much, but I’m not heartless. Now go change.” You threw the shirt at her and got back into bed. You thought you caught a glimpse of a smirk on her face, but she turned the corner to the bathroom so fast you couldn’t be sure.

You got settled in bed again, then stared up at the ceiling. You were currently on a group vacation with all of your friends. Well, Tzuyu wasn’t your friend, but she had come along because she was close with some of your friends. You did kind of feel sorry for her… it had to suck losing all of your things. You shook your head. There was no need to feel sympathy for her when she had never made any effort to be nice to you. However, your thoughts were interrupted as she re-emerged from the bathroom, wearing nothing but your shirt. Your heart stopped. She looked really cute, with her wet hair and bare legs.

She chuckled cockily. “Like what you see?”

“Don’t flatter yourself.” you scoffed, rolling over in resignation.

She laughed at you again, walking over to the other side of the bed and crawling in. “Try to control yourself Y/N, we’ll both need some sleep for all the stuff they have planned tomorrow.”

“Ugh, don’t remind me.” you laughed, curling up in displeasure. “Rosè and Chaeyoung were way too excited about going downtown.”

“I know right? Like, how many shops can you go to before you get bored?” Tzuyu joked, making you laugh even harder. “And Elkie and Shuhua want to go to that museum…”

“Oh my god, what a snooze-fest.” you rolled your eyes, making her cackle even louder. You started chuckling again too, and soon you were both consumed with laughter.

“Do you realize this is the first time we’ve had a conversation without arguing?” you asked, leaning over to face her with an amused smile.

“Yeah… it was pretty nice.” she responded, looking at you and resting her head against the pillow. You both just stared at each other affectionately for a moment, taking in each others’ features. “Well, I guess we should go to sleep.”

“Yeah…” you agreed, moving to turn off the lamp. “Goodnight Tzuyu.”

“Goodnight Y/N.”

You lied awake for a moment, glancing over at her every so often. You couldn’t help the giddy, flustered feeling that crept up in your chest. You never knew Tzuyu could be so pleasant, and you were excited you got to share a room with her for the rest of the vacation. And you were even more excited to share a bed with her. Your mind started to wander about holding her, touching her, kissing her…

You shook your head, shuffling a bit. You couldn’t think these things while she was asleep next to you. Unless… maybe she was thinking them too?”

“Y/N?” she suddenly asked, rolling over to face you.

Your heart stopped. Holy shit, was she reading my mind?

“Yeah?” you asked, mirroring her actions.

You both stared at each other in desperation for a while, until she dove forward and kissed you passionately. You were taken aback for a second, but soon brought your hands up around her neck. She shifted to straddle you, kissing you more intensely. She pulled away for a breather just as your hands were going up into her hair.

“I hate you.” she smirked evilly, gasping for air.

“I despise you.” you retaliated, yanking her hair slightly and making her whimper a bit. You used her moment of weakness as an opportunity and pushed her over to straddle her. You began kissing her again, then moved down to nip at her neck and chest. “Let me show you just how much I do.”

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baddestbittyontheblock · 6 months

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sana minatozaki fic recs

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ಌ mind games by @jsluvtzu minatozaki sana x fem!reader | college!au, angsty, edgy, emo, MEAN!!!!sana, (sana is very very mean), smut, cursing, degradation, mentions of bullying/humiliation, again mean!sana!! men dni, 3.3k

-when her actions don't match up with her feelings, and you're caught in the middle

ಌ late nights by ^ g!p minatozaki sana x fem!reader | smut!!! really nasty smut!!!!!, somnophilia, breeding kink, honestly no plot, men dni, 2k

-you get a taste of her version of an after-party

ಌ drunk in u by @lezbianchae g!psana x fem!reader | smut, 1.6k

-sana is drunk on your love

ಌ 'my senses move at the smallest movement'. by @nr1chaedickrider minatozaki sana x reader | smut

-your bedroom is silent, the only sound is lips kissing eachother and soft moans as you lazily make out.

ಌ my celebrity crush by @melpomene-writes minatozaki sana x fem!reader | fluff, smut

-you are so gay. as if there has ever been any doubt about that.

ಌ home minatozaki sana x fem!reader

-"darling?"

ಌ safe space by @soulkeeper801 sana x idol!f!reader | angst? fluff/comfort, 1.6k

“so the group is stopping all activities that were ready for the rest of the year.”

ಌ out of nowhere by ^ minatozaki sana & fem!reader

-where you are an idol who happens to come across sana.

ಌ a thing by ^ minatozaki sana x fem!reader | fluff

-sana and reader are aware of each others feelings towards one another but aren’t officially dating. they’re out with the group one day and one of the members mentions her going on a date with someone else(which reader didn’t know about). reader ends up leaving while sana runs after her and tries to explain herself.

ಌ kiss me by @miinatozakiii minatozaki sana x fem!reader | fluff, suggestive

-drabble of kisses with sana, you can't get enough of her.

ಌ full of you by ^ minatozaki sana x fem!reader | pure fluff

-sleepy girlfriend, tired girlfriend, girlfriends sleepy together, girlfriends tired together.

ಌ he’s been probably lying by @ghostykapi minatozaki sana & fem!reader | angst

-sana has been, and will always be your soulmate. she doesn’t know that though.

ಌ twice reactions to accidentally finding the engagement ring you were gonna give to them by ^ twice x reader

-twice girls finding the engagement ring you're going to give them and how they would react?

ಌ backstage by @sharksupermacy sana minatozaki x yoo! reader | fluff, reader being terrible at directions, confusion, reader is a 98' liner, not nayeon being a little bit delusional

-apparently your sister didn't tell everybody about you

#twice #twice x reader #twice x you #sana x reader #minatozaki sana #sana minatozaki #minatozaki sana x reader #sana scenarios #minatozaki sana imagines #sana minatozaki x reader #sana minatozaki imagine #fic recs #sana imagines

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rozxii · 4 months

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don't say you loved me when you hated me (yourself) this much

sana x reader

wc: 1.2k

angst, extremely messy writing

it's a pity.

life moved along and you get swept up in the process, never being able to truly understand why or how you fell so hard, never being able to stand up on your own two feet again. never able to keep up with the current.

minatozaki sana was that current.

she was the end all, be all. she was the epitome of perseverance and hard work. she was the spitting image of persephone herself. and you'd never be enough for her, no matter how hard you tried to convince yourself you were.

because opposites attract.

though you're not sure why because how could you be her better half when you were undermined by such a huge gap between you and her? sana was surrounded by glitz and glamor, surrounded by fame and fortune, cameras in her face with blinding flashes.

her life was eventful and fun.

and yours was not.

she went on variety shows, talking away about her dream vacation out in the bahamas while you were talking away about why you chose this company to work for, bouncing from building to building. she spent her days trying to make this world a better place through any way she could, sticking out her neck for people in need like the philanthropist she was while you were just sticking your neck out on the chopping block, waiting for your corporate hell incarnate of a boss to slice it clean off.

your head rolls while sana watches.

she's unhappy and hates you.

or at least that's what you perceived it as.

but she bears witness to it all first hand. the rise and the fall of what you two were. what you became in face of her.

when you two met, you were the sweetest thing. you never forgot to compliment her on the days she felt at her worst nor did you ever forget to say good morning and good night, even when she was half way across the world on a business trip.

you even remembered to gift her parents an anniversary present before you had to leave for a week in a business trip. she fell for you as you did her because these were the parts of you that she absolutely adored. how could she not?

but maybe she was blinded too much then to see all of you.

your mouth runs, harping on about some random minute detail that you just can't quite stand after your trip and sana sits there, smiling and pretending she understands what you mean.

yes, your coworker sucked. should you have started some stupid argument and yelled at her though because of some minor inconvenience at work? that's up for debate.

sana cries that day on your couch for the first time, though you don't know it.

you were long out the door, too focused on yourself to realize what you've done. you refused to change your ways and she never stopped you. she couldn't change your mind and rather trying to no avail, she would let you be, waiting for the day and possible chance that you would realize that you were wrong.

and sana waited for a long time.

a whole year passed with you on the sidelines, bouncing from job to job as sana takes on the world. sana makes time for you, as she always would've, and wishes a long time with you though you're grumpy and unbecoming of someone celebrating their first year anniversary. you're distained at the thought of sana coming back to your quote on quote "shoddy" apartment just to celebrate when she could've 'been doing better things.'

she recognizes the looming thoughts playing around inside your pretty sweet mind, poisoning it and tainting it from the inside. she tries to ease your worries though it's not in her power to do so.

you lash out at her again during the following christmas in front of all her friends, even if it were just a spur in the moment. why was the star placed on the side of the tree instead of the top? that question sana couldn't have answered herself, because she wasn't the one who put it there. you did 4 days prior and you forgot, but you're too lost and irritated to understand that.

nayeon's distraught at the fact that sana has stayed with you for so long, all things considered, and sana tries to convince nayeon (and herself someway through the discussion) that you're worth it. though her beliefs waver.

it's three years too late before sana can even realize how superceded and twisted your mind has become. you're lost in whatever deep-rooted delusions and worries that have implanted themselves in your head. she can't go a moments notice anymore without a text on her phone, asking where she was, checking her location and prying in her affairs whenever you you had the time.

you had work, she knew that, so why were you constantly wondering where she was? why couldn't you have just trusted her when she said she was at a modeling gig? instead, you barrage her phone with a series of phone calls and messages, ones that could have people assume she was in a relationship she couldn't get out of if anyone heard.

she calls you back immediately the second she has the time to rush to the bathroom and pick up the phone, but you're tearing her ear off the second she does. she shouts over the phone, her voice bouncing off the walls. she doesn't get it. she doesn't understand why you do it. she maybe never will.

she cried for the second time in that restroom stall, covering her mouth as you rattled on about you're scared that she might cheat on you.

but she wouldn't. never. she loved you too much.

it's the new year and you look happy, though that's maybe because everything is going your way so far. you're having the time of your life with your newly made friends at this massive opening event as nayeon tries to get into a conversation with sana, dragging her to a nearby corner.

she's worried, but sana tries to ease her worries, pointing at you and saying that you're fine. the both of you are fine. nayeon doesn't pry though she's definitely still worried for her as she lets her go back to your side, where you're all up in her face again, wondering what nayeon said to her.

sana promises it was nothing though you don't believe her. you haven't believed her in a while because at this point, you couldn't believe in yourself anymore. your mind is a cluttered mess, filled with situations that even sana herself couldn't believe. you harp on about how you knew she was cheating on you, with nayeon of all people, her best friend, in front of everyone there at the party.

she slaps you there and then, leaving a red mark on your face and standing firm in place as she cried for the third time, letting these tears be the last.

she's had enough. she can't wait any longer. she absolutely couldn't. cameras flash all around her as you laugh in disbelief at sana's next 5 words, your hand hovering over your cheek.

"fuck you, y/n. we're done."

#sana imagines #sana scenarios #sana x reader #sana angst #twice x reader #twice scenarios #twice imagines #twice angst

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purecantarella · 2 years

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Attention

im going to pretend like its not midnight so haPPY DAY 12 OF KINKTOBER!! we really should have known that my ass would fall off the wagon at least a few days for kinktober :""") i hope you'll all forgive me and enjoy this nonetheless!! minatozaki sana x reader disclaimer/s : suggestive and gets sort of hot under the collar. nothing explicitly said but i still suggest going to look for fluffier or angstier content.

Sana was always used to being the center of attention, when she walks in the room all eyes were on her. She loved the attention and validation from others. That was until she met you. Everyone else's opinion became insignificant.

Which is why when your attention wasn't on her, it made her antsy. Much more when someone was very clearly interested in you.

It didn't happen often due to you two keeping your relationship hidden, but when she did take you to closed JYPE functions, she noticed her fellow idol and select trainee's eyes all over you.

It simply made her blood boil, but it never went further than a few glances. But her greatest fear finally came to light during the annual midyear gala to celebrate the sales and the company's success.

Both of you sat in the car, Sana in an elegant pink long gown and you sitting in a velvety dark purple suit. Your girlfriend looked over at you with a loving smile, pressing her lips to your cheek, catching you off guard. You smile shyly and blush under her gaze.

She nuzzles her nose against your cheek, "You look good in my color."

You nod before pressing your lips to her soft ones, holding her jaw in your hand to deepen the kiss. Sana's hands reach up to the lapel of your jacket, her breath catching in her throat as you probe her lower lip with your tongue. Against her will, you pull away before whispering, "I look best with you, princess."

Sana giggles cutely before a knock pulls you out of the moment. Her manager motions for you both to come out of the car, you breathe a deep sigh before saying, "Well, time to keep up with appearances..." The Japanese woman nods sadly but is surprised as you jump out of the car and pull open the door on her side.

"My lady." You say dramatically, offering your hand to her. Sana smiles before taking your hand in hers. Butterflies flutter in her stomach as you kiss the back of her hand with a cheeky grin on your face.

Sana giggles again, "You're so cheesy."

You flash her a smile before you guide her out of the car and towards the rest of the members who incessantly tease you both for your gesture. Sana blocks them out, all she notices is you.

The night drew on with no issue, the food was delightful, the drinks kept flowing, and watching the trainees perform before them was a delight. Though she could see some eyes on you, she didn't want it to spoil your night together.

Your hand was tightly woven in hers as you spoke to the other members and some members of ITZY. She was so entrapped by you and the way you made other people laugh, a warm feeling filling her chest, that she missed you turning to her.

"Sana?" You say louder, finally getting her attention. The smile on your face widens when you see the shocked look on her face. "I'm going to get a drink, do you want anything?"

Her heart melts and her eyes go soft before she nods cutely. You smile and place a light kiss on her cheek before walking over to the bar.

She converses with the girls about the trainees and teasing one another because of their respective significant others and about the performances that passed. It was all fine until she noticed that you'd been gone longer than it usually took to get drinks.

Chalking it up to you striking conversation with another idol or maybe even the bartender. Then another set finished and you still weren't back yet. Getting rather worried that maybe and executive was holding you up, she hiked her dress up and walking towards the bar.

She's filled with relief seeing you leaning on the bar wearing a small smile on your face. However, Sana's eyes narrowed upon seeing the trainee's hand stroke your arm gently, her crooked smile brightening as you say something with a bright smile. The Japanese woman was on her feet and stomping her way towards you.

"—Maybe you and me could—" Sana doesn't let the trainee finish before she cuts in while her hand strokes your back gently, knowing how much it calms you. You turn around and your polite smile brightens into an excited one. "Princess! I'm sorry if I kept you waiting."

Sana shakes her head and makes a show of kissing your cheek long enough to leave a lipstick stain on your skin. The trainee rolls her eyes before you point to her, "I was just talking to Seoyoon (this is a random name pls dont roast me) here and she was asking for advice on time management."

"Unnie, sorry you have something on your cheek." The trainee boldly wipes the mark away, only angering Sana further. She faces you trying not to argue with the trainee publicly with a sweet, yet tight, smile.

"Y/n do you mind coming with me to the bathroom? I want to check on my make-up." You quirk a brow curiously, facing her completely much to Seoyoon's dismay, taking her cheek in your hand. "You look gorgeous to me—"

She doesn't allow you to finish your thought before she's dragging you towards the exit. Shooting a glare back to the trainee who had the gall to flirt with you.

She's quick to tug you into a tight broom closet, away from prying eyes. You're rammed up against an empty wall but before you can ask anything, Sana's lips roughly press against yours, her hands running through your hair. You groan against her lips before you grab her by the waist, pulling her closer.

As you try to flip your positions, Sana forces you back into the wall. She pulls away from the kiss, catching your lower lip between her teeth. Her eyes dark and her brows furrowed. "P-Princess, what're you—"

She doesn't speak any further but dips her head against your neck. You groan as her lips work against your skin, heartily nipping and sucking, wanting to leave her mark on you. Your hands move abruptly from her waits to the back of her head.

"You're mine, Y/n. All mine." She emphasises her words by scrapping her teeth down your neck before she finally raises her head again to meet your eyes. "No one else's."

You nod mindlessly before you jolt forward, forcing Sana's lips onto yours. She moans as your tongue brushes her lower lip before forcing it into her mouth. The muscle explores every inch of her mouth, making Sana's eyes roll back from the sensation. You make a point of your actions by sucking harshly on her own tongue, making her cry out against your lips before finally pulling away.

Your lips are bruised, your neck is littered with angry red marks and a her lipstick smeared all over your skin. You pant as you finally successfully flip Sana around in her dazed state, her back now on the wall. Your eyes are dark and it creates a warm pool under her skirt.

"This gala's getting boring, I think there's something I'd much rather do right now..." Sana moans softly as your knee pushes up into her progressively dampening center. Her hand finds your shoulder to balance herself. "Can't you just take me here, N/n?" She pouts, looking up at you innocently.

You chuckle before shaking your head, sinking your knee up further into her core. She whimpers with a small 'please' falling from her lips. "I want to take my time with you. When anybody sounds the way you do, you'd want to pull all the sounds out from there."

You twirl a lock of her hair around your finger, your gaze becoming even hungrier, "Plus, I'm the only one allowed to hear that shit, Sana. No one else." Bold of you to say that given how oblivious you were to the flirtatious trainee.

Sana releases one last moan before you remove your leg from between her thighs. "Let's go, I need to feel you, baby."

Rushing to leave, you two return to the ballroom, the hickeys and bruised state of your neck, and mussed hair and clothes to merely bid her members farewell and get Sana's things. Your now dazed state didn't go unnoticed by other guests, who either shook their head in disappointment or giggling amongst themselves.

"I can't fucking wait to get you in bed, pretty girl." You whisper in her ear, as your hand possessively sits on her waist. As you continue to whisper just what you're going to do to her, the trainee who'd been flirting with you stared at your neck in shock.

Sana smirks before she leans up taking your lips between hers again, gaining more stares but her eyes cracked open to meet the trainees angry stare. The Japanese woman winks her way before pulling away.

You roll your eyes seeing just why she got so possessive, you force her to look up at you, "If it's my attention you wanted," You peck her lips again quickly, "You always have it, pretty girl."

not a super healthy thing to do when you're jealous but if sana did that to me i would be on my fucking knees HAHAHAHAH i liked the idea of sana taking some control but in my mind, she's just a needy and possessive little baby that got pushed over the edge HAHHAHA anyway i hope you all enjoyed this!! i love you all vv much and i hope you're all taking care of yourselves 😁 i will see you all soon!! - r

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renewoos · 1 year

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Baby, I'm Yours (sana)

“You’re so pretty, it hurts. Baby, I’m yours.” — Isabel Larosa

➼ Genre: pure fluff

➼ Pairing: Minatozaki Sana x fem!reader

➼ Themes: childhood friends to lovers, celebrity!sana

[wc: 1k+]

➼ Summary: Minatozaki Sana was your best friend since childhood. The best friend you were always in love with. This is a short story on how you became her girlfriend. It was all thanks to one song.

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Minatozaki Sana was an actual work of art to you. Almost as if she was painted with heaven’s brush. Long brown hair with some small, gentle waves like a gorgeous ocean, moving slow and steady. Any color for her hair suited her honestly. Any style she did as well. Her beautiful eyes that you could feel lost in for days. Lips that were pretty and cute; perfect in shape and size, always looking extremely soft and kissable. Everything about this woman was just so perfect. Sana was so pretty to you, it actually hurt.

How you ended up with her? You understand but sometimes you wondered how lucky you were. She could pick anyone in the world but she chose you. You were her girlfriend for a few years now, going strong and the love never died. You just kept falling for her, over and over again but she was also so smitten with you. She was incredibly sweet to you.

Even before you started dating her, you knew you were always hers. You two started off as childhood friends and since then, you adored her. It wasn’t only outer beauty that she had, it was also inner. She ended up becoming a popular singer but never forgot about you nor left you behind. She wasn’t that kind of person. They say fame changes people but not her. When she can, she spends almost all her free time with you.

You were also beautiful, you just couldn’t see it but Sana always saw it. Maybe you fell for her first but she was always yours too. It took some time and courage as you two got older until one day it burst.

You two were out, at a beautiful park when you noticed a small stage set up. With your hand holding Sana’s, you started guiding her to the area to see the singer. Both of you appreciating music so much, she happily let you guide her. Not many people were here which was nice too. It wasn’t a rowdy atmosphere. The air was so peaceful and the sun was beaming down. Thanks to that singer however and her one song, your feelings came out to reach Sana.

It wasn’t even a full song yet. The singer just gave a preview of it but already, it was amazing. The singer wasn’t very well known, she was new. Before she did that preview, she was singing her full songs and Sana had started slow dancing with you. This scene felt like it was straight out of a romance movie. The tone of this singer’s music was just wonderful to get lost in and dance slow to. Then that preview came and the singer’s words went, “you’re so pretty it hurts… baby I’m yours, baby I’m yours…”

You were staring into Sana’s eyes as the words came from the singer’s lips. Your heart felt like exploding because those words described it all so you let it out, “Sana, I’m in love with you. You actually are so pretty that it hurts and all I want is to be yours… I’m sorry.” Both of you stopped dancing and the world became mute for this moment. Everything felt blurred, the only focus was you and her. You started looking away once you said “I’m sorry,” and you went to move backwards but she gripped you tight to keep you in place.

“Y/N, do you really mean that?” Her sweet voice asked, almost in a whisper. You looked back at her eyes and saw them forming small tears but showing complete surprise in a good way. She looked at you as if it was impossible that you loved her but hoping that’s what she just heard.

It made your heart swell more, “yes… I have been in love with you since forever. I just didn’t want to ruin the friendship. You’re my best friend and you’re so loved. I figured some other popular singer probably captured your heart… I don’t know—“ she cut off your rambling although she also found it precious.

“I always loved you too, Y/N… still do. How did you not see it? ” Sana said and it was your turn to be shocked.

“But…” you started and she responded quick, “no buts. I’m always with you when I can be. My actions and words were always out of love. You are so beautiful to me, in and out. It was killing me knowing I was only your best friend. There were times I wanted to reach out and just kiss those gorgeous lips or just hold you for hours without letting go… anything.”

Then it hit you. All the memories and moments. Sana did stare at you sometimes with a look of awe. Sana was always so affectionate with you. All the cheesy good morning and good night messages. The way she played with your hair then snuggled up to you after. The constant cheek or forehead kisses you got from her. You felt so blinded.

“Just because I’m a singer doesn’t mean I was gonna abandon you. No matter who I meet, even the biggest stars; you are the only one that constantly occupies my mind.” A tear finally fell from her as she spoke all these words.

You pulled up your hand to her cheek, softly brushing away the tear.

“Then Sana, would you please be mine?” You had so many butterflies as the question came out but also the joy you felt was huge.

“Baby, I was always yours… but yes. Please be mine too.” She moved in closer to you and you replied, “always yours, darling.” The space between you two got smaller and smaller until she finally closed the gap, capturing your lips in a long awaited soft but passionate kiss. Your hands wrapped around her neck, eyes fluttering closed as you enjoyed every second of it. Deepening the kiss, she tasted as sweet as she sounded, even was. Sana was the definition of sweet. It was a complete dream come true but suddenly, you heard claps. You two abruptly stopped kissing, remembering you’re at the park and looked around to see the singer and some of the audience clapping at you both. Both of you getting flushed with embarrassment, cheeks turning red. You smiled awkwardly, hiding behind Sana and burying your face in her back to which she just laughed, saying “thank you” to the kind people while thinking how adorable your shyness is.

There were a few people that could recognize who Sana was and you were sure, the news would break out but she did not care. She was proud of your relationship and she knew her fans would give support.

You were hers and she was yours, finally. Years will go by and through thick and thin, you love each other unconditionally.

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©renewoos

Thank you for reading this if you did. Hope you enjoyed it. Take care~ (& yes, I kept deleting my tumblr lol this story has been up here before)

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bebeyeyo · 1 year

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in her eyes | episode two

genre: fluff and angst

scenario: highschool!au

pairing: sana x f!reader

content warnings: reader is a teen mom, parents disowning reader, flashback, panic attack (male antagonist is a fictional character!)

“get out. we will not have a whore for a daughter, especially one who’s pregnant.”

you didn’t exactly refuse to leave the house you grew up in, especially with how already overbearing your parents are in the first place.

after finding your pregnancy test in the bathroom, they were livid. and it was clear you weren’t getting any sympathy.

“fine, you want me out? I’m out.” you say through gritted teeth as you zipped up your suitcase and duffel bag, roughly dragging the suitcase behind you, your duffel bag over your shoulder.

the names they continued to call you, you internalized, not wanting to show how much it really hurt you.

and once you were out of that house and down the street, you broke down right then and there as you continued to walk as your hand was on your stomach.

the only place you could think to go to was someone you once trusted.

you wake up as your alarm blares throughout your room and with a groan, you turn it off.

staring up at the ceiling for a few seconds, you remember you have school, and someone else has daycare to attend.

you lazily leave your bed and go to the bathroom where your clothes were already laid out from the night before.

doing your morning rituals, you get dressed in your school uniform, brush your hair out, finally leaving your bathroom after you brush your teeth.

going downstairs, you already heard the laughter of your daughter, making you smile a little as you made your way into the kitchen where you see your aunt.

“good morning.” you mumble out as you get a water bottle from the fridge.

“good morning, sweetie.” your aunt jihyo greets with her flashing smile.

“and good morning to you, cutie.” you say going over to your child, who you tickle her sides making her laugh uncontrollably.

your aunt watches the sight, making her smile as she fixes a plate for you.

“make sure you both get to school safe, alright? and if anyone has anything to say or do let me know because I’m a phone call away and I-”

“i-mo,” you cut jihyo off with a chuckle, “thanks for that, but we’ll be fine.”

she sighs, “okay, fine. just eat up and hurry. I don’t want you both to be late.”

once you and your daughter finish eating, you both get your things, but not without jihyo loving all over your child first, which makes you happy.

you were happy that Jihyo was willing to take you in after you were kicked out by your parents. not to mention how livid jihyo was. so livid she cut off her sister, which is your mom.

“have fun girls. I love you both.”

“Love you too, auntie!” your daughter squeals out before you both walk off as you shout an ‘I love you’ back to jihyo before walking down the side walk to the subway.

you hold your daughter’s hand as you both continue walking toward the subway where she was nice and greetings others, who found her cute and wave back.

the sight makes you smile.

you’ve always wanted the best for her, and taught her to be nice to others, and of course since she’s a little kid. but you wanted her innocence to stay while it could. if she was able to comprehend so well about you, it would be traumatizing.

“be good, okay? i’ll be back to pick you up this afternoon. have fun with your friends.” you tell your daughter who’s too excited to go inside and play.

“okay mommy. I wuv you!” she hugs you tightly with a wet kiss to your cheek, making you teasing say ‘ew’, but nonetheless, you kiss her cheek back with an ‘I love you too’ before you let her go in the play area.

you wouldn’t really say school has been a challenge for you, except for the time you had to go virtual for the first semester of school when you first had your daughter.

you had to stay home with your daughter, wanting her to know who her mom was, and you didn’t want to rely on your aunt for so much either. this time of your life, you unfortunately had to grow up really fast. having the responsibilities of a parent at age 15.

but in your opinion, it was worth it. thankfully, you had the support of jihyo that you really needed. that was enough for you.

you’ll say you’ve lost a lot of old friends since you had a child, but there was always one friend who stuck by your side no matter what.

ever since people had been circling the rumor around that you were pregnant at school, mainly because of your asshole of an ex, you’ve lost a lot of friends that you were close with.

and it’s not exactly a rumor anymore since people have seen you with your daughter around the city of seoul.

but you’re so private of your child that people hardly even know anything about her, which is hers and your right. people only know who the dad is.

which makes your school time a nightmare.

like right now, you’re at your locker getting you things, when you see from the corner of your eye, the one person you absolutely hate with your guts, besides your parents.

looking at him, makes you sick to your stomach as memories flashback to your time with him and his family. you wish you didn’t get like this every time you saw this guy. and it didn’t help you saw him everyday at school.

you feel the tight pressure in your chest, you can’t breathe. putting your hand up to your chest as you try to control your breathing, but it’s no use.

you look up once more, only to see him making eye contact with you. that was the last straw.

you slam you locker shut and rush yourself to the bathroom where you went to the very last stall, and you hyperventilate. you take deep breathes in and out trying to control your breathing.

you were so focused on trying to calm down that you didn’t even hear whoever came into the bathroom.

“hey, are you okay?” a soft voice asks you as you hear footsteps coming to your stall.

you don’t answer, your heavy breaths giving you away that you’re in fact not okay. tears roll down your cheeks.

the girl was nervous, but she didn’t just want to leave you like that.

“it’s okay. just focus on my voice. what food do you like? I like snacks like chocolate crisps!”

you found it a bit weird how this girl was talking about snacks, but you do appreciate the effort.

and it worked, you felt yourself being able to breathe once again. you wipe your face and exit the stall.

your eyes went wide seeing a familiar face.

“oh, hi sana.”

“y/n! it’s good to see you! I didn’t really know you came to this school…well, I mean, there are some rumors going around about you.” sana says honestly.

you only sigh reaching your fingers up to your temple, “yeah, um, I can’t really lie and say they aren’t true at this point.”

“oh…” sana pauses.

“listen, I might be a slut and a whore to you and others but, truth is, I really don’t care what you think.”

sana’s eyes go wide upon hearing this as she immediately shakes her head.

“oh! no, no! that’s not what I think at all! all I think of is how strong you are.” she says.

you look at the taller girl confused, “really?”

she nods, “yes. I can’t even imagine what it’s like raising a kid at such a young age. I admire that. not that I advocate getting pregnant so young, but i think that’s very strong of you to do.”

hearing these words coming from a complete stranger, or not anymore, made you feel a flutter in your chest. it made you feel good about yourself.

“oh, thank you, sana.” she nods.

“so..this may sound invasive, but what was wrong? i heard how heavy you were breathing, and I didn’t just want to leave you like that.” sana asks with her doe eyes.

“oh, that,” you chuckle nervously as you walk shortly over to the sink, leaning against it, “it was nothing..”

clearly, you’re lying through your teeth, and she can see that.

“I won’t push you to tell me, ya know?”

you smile a little. sana seems like a trustworthy person, what was the hurt in telling her with how kind she was that Saturday you both met?

“I had a panic attack, from seeing someone, but it’s fine now. it just happens sometimes.” you explain.

sana looks at you with worried eyes, “I’m sorry, y/n. do you need any help with that person if they’re causing you that much stress?”

you shake your head, “no, I just do my best to avoid him is all.”

sana nods not wanting to ask anymore into making you feel like you were being pushed for answers into your personal life.

but she was curious about one thing.

“how is she?” she asks.

“who?”

“your daughter. how is she?” she asks with a soft smile that makes your blush evident.

“she’s alright. I took her to daycare this morning, actually.”

“well, she’s definitely a cutie. but that’s not a surprise, she looks just like you.”

now your blush was out and showing as sana subtly made that flirty compliment to you.

she chuckles as she looks at her watch.

“hey, it’s almost lunch time, you wanna come sit with me?” she asks.

“really?”

the girl nods excitedly, “of course! c’mon, I’ll introduce you to my friends!”

exiting the lunch line behind sana, you follow her as she leads you to her table where she eats, along with feeling the thousands of eyes on you.

you hated coming to the lunch room for this very reason as you’ve become a popular topic for the wrong reasons. which confused you because you were pregnant four years ago, yet people just won’t let it go.

you approach the table with sana where you see three girls already sat with their lunch.

“hey guys, I’ve invited y/n to come sit with us. is that okay?” Sana asks her friends of who you recognized but didn’t know their names.

all three of them nod with smiles.

you shyly sit down beside sana as they all began to chat, while you stay quiet.

but Sana was quick to notice and cleared her throat.

“well, guys, this is y/n as I’ve said.” Sana introduces you with a happy smile.

you wave shyly.

“hey, I’m momo.” one girl, about sana’s height, with bangs and a smile that’s mostly a smirk that’s unintentional shows.

“I’m Mina.” another girl, who’s got black shoulder length hair, with a cozy long sleeve on, with a soft smile.

“i’m dahyun! it’s nice to meet you!” she excitedly shakes your hand.

“it’s nice to meet you guys, too.” you smile.

throughout the time talking with these girls, you were just hoping they wouldn’t know you because of this rumor from years ago. and although they knew, they didn’t ask any questions about it.

they asked questions like what do you do for fun, if you had a job, where did you work? favorite food, hobbies, anything that doesn’t relate to your privacy.

you felt happy in this moment that you had met sana when you did.

“hello ladies~”

you immediately feel yourself tense up when you felt an all too familiar presence and now..

..you just wanted to fucking leave.

“hey there, y/n.” he greets through his fake ass smile.

looking over your shoulder you’re faced with him.

you just glare at him.

“dae-jong…” you greet.

#darling-twice #kpop angst #sana imagines #sana x reader #sana x fem reader #twice imagines #in her eyes series #teen mom reader #sana scenarios #minatozaki sana #twice sana

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chaepu · 1 year

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Special Birthday - Minatozaki Sana

pairing: minatozaki sana x reader genre: fluff

after a night of celebrating y/n's birthday with all of their friends, sana and y/n head upstairs to get ready for bed.

sana rested on the bed as she watches y/n emerge from the bathroom with sana's sweater on and her hair wet. she opens her arms for y/n to cuddle up to her and she does just that.

"how did you enjoy your birthday?" sana asks "i loved every second of it" y/n smiles up to sana as she says that. "like you don't understand how much it means to me."

sana smiles back at her and waits a moment because it looks as if y/n has more she wants to say. when she doesn't speak, sana begins to take control of the conversation.

"i'm so glad everyone was able to make it. i know mina was working on a deadline and jihyo flew in today so the fact that they were there before us, i'm happy everything worked out." sana explains.

y/n doesn't say anything but sana feels something is wrong. "baby, what's wrong?" she asks in a frantic, seeing y/n with little tears falling down her face.

y/n plays with sana's fingers as they sit up to look at each other, "i've only really told nayeon this, but i used to really hate my birthday. when i moved out and was in college, i treated my birthday as any other day. i didn't tell anyone when it was, and didn't really acknowledge it." sana nods at her so let her know she's still listening and y/n continues. "yeah i went to dinners and stuff but for some reason i still hated it. then i decided a few years ago that i would celebrate my birthday, because why shouldn't i be happy that i was born?"

sana squeezes y/n's hand as an act of reassurance, rather than speaking so she doesn't interrupt her.

"i would do the things i like, like going to the movies, grabbing dinner and i would let people know that it was my birthday. and we would celebrate by going out to eat, karaoke.. stuff like that, but for some reason… i still hated it. i think i came to the realization that my birthday always felt lonely. i felt alone at the end of the night. like i didn't have anyone, and that the people around me celebrating were doing it because they had to, not really because they wanted to."

the room felt heavy at that moment. this is the first time sana has heard y/n talk about her birthday like this and in general, ever spoken like this. the only other time she's heard y/n this timid was when she was confessing her love for sana two years ago.

"but then i met you… you don't understand how much i mean it when i say i appreciate you so much, especially on my birthday, because you've reinvented how i feel about it. even before we started dating, you made me feel so special on a day that i hated so much. the way you would do your best to spend the entire day with me, and all the little things… they never went unnoticed. i realized that if i was only allowed to spend my birthday with you, i wouldn't care because being with you, i never feel lonely."

y/n wiped the little tear that fell from sana's cheek and continued.

"i don't hate this day as much as i did because you make me feel worth of having a day for myself. i don't get that hollow feeling at night when i come home. and i don't feel like everyone around me is doing things because they have to. i feel like i've found people i truly love and respect, and care for. i don't see a life without the others, and especially you, sana. you've changed my life in ways i never tell you because i don't know how to express the amount of gratitude i have for you. you deserve the world because when i'm with you, you make me feel like that, like i have the entire world in the palm of my hand."

"baby…" sana interrupts, as if she can't handle anymore of this confession.

"i don't know if that was enough but i just want you to know how much i love you and the effort you put into making me feel special."

"baby that was more than enough. i love you so much and i hate that you used to feel like you did back then. you deserve more than the world and i wish i could give it to you because i love you more than words could explain. i'm so happy that you were born and that you are able to grace everyone and me with you. you are special. you're the best thing that has ever happened to me and i will always do my best to make sure you know that."

both sana and y/n are just crying in each other's arms.

"if i had a ring, i'd propose to you right now." y/n says and they both laugh.

"not unless i get to it first." sana says.

a/n: quick imagine in my drafts. thanks for all the love on my other posts! question.. more angst or fluff?

#sana imagines #sana scenarios #twice x reader #sana x reader #minatozaki sana x reader #twice imagines #twice scenarios #masterlist

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idlesana · 5 months

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dear sana, i know about your affairs

minatozaki sana x fem reader ; angst, open ending, ft. miyeon

summary: your dear sana, dear sana who is caught up in “work” which just so happens to be seeing another woman

cw: cheating, cursing, sexual mentions, not proofread

dear sana, stay safe and healthy throughout work today!

sana smiles, folding the paper and pocketing it, leaving far before the sun could rise.

she wonders for a moment, wonders at what time do you set out these notes so she doesn’t see them until she leaves. the thought quickly wipes her smile, she doesn’t like thinking of you up, not able to sleep, still devoting your time to her— only her. sana frowns.

she shuts the only light on, in the kitchen, making the room glow eerily by only the moon and cityscape lights beaming in through the large window, spread through your living room.

the high rise apartment you and sana got together, or, sana got, insisting you move in with her. her smile reappears at the memories, she feels warm, for some reason. she contemplates shutting the kitchen light off and slipping back into her pajamas, spending the day with you.

ding!

mi : are you on your way, baby?

sana frowns, again. she let’s out a small huff, or groan, or a mix, but nevertheless, leaves the apartment, letting the door shut behind her, making sure to guide the handle to suppress the sound as much as possible.

even if she was cheating, she still cared for your rest, still cared for you.

—

“don’t you think her hours are a bit…?” nayeon trails, leaving the the word she wants to say in thin air, knowing the suspicion she had was valid, but also knowing the declaration of said suspicion could be problematic.

“i mean, she’s a ceo, is she not?”

to be fair, you’ve had the same suspicions, from the exact moment sana started to come home smelling of lilacs and roses instead of her strawberry and peony mixture.

“sure, but, it’s just…” nayeon looks around, chewing on her straw as she lets synonyms bounce around in her head, ultimately settling on, “strange.”

“i- well,” it’s stuttered, your fingers tapping on the table anxiously, now gnawing on your bottom lip, trying to find courage to voice your worries. you don’t want to give in and say that you’ve been thinking this for a while now, because your sana would never, but, this sana may not be yours anymore. you furrow your brows tightly.

you cared about sana, loved her, loved her more than anyone or anything, and you’d never want to doubt her, but, she made it hard. not hard to love her, of course, but hard to hold out hope.

she’s always leaving at the wee hours of morning, leaving you alone until the late, late hours of night.

“you’re right, i’ve been, kinda on edge.” you try and shrug it off, but the bouncing of your leg under the table is a dead giveaway to nayeon, who can feel the shaking of the table.

she runs a hand across the table, cupping it over one of your own, “i’m sure it’s fine, y/n. let’s not worry.”

she smiles, warm and genuine, betraying the blatant lie she tells.

she wasn’t sure it was fine, not one bit.

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dear sana, i miss you, lots. i feel like we don’t see much of each other these days.

sana surprisingly isn’t leaving when she finds the note, but maybe worse, coming home.

it’s 4 AM and she knows she’s practically caught at this point, all disheveled and sweaty, but she can’t help but sit and stare at the note. she tries to pat down her hair, but there’s not much use, maybe the sloppily tie or crooked buttoning of her shirt was more so the giveaway.

the note still has her frozen, chest tightening with each heave. she wasn’t so sure how much longer she could keep this up— and to make matters worse, she didn’t know if keeping up meant staying with miyeon, or staying with you.

“sana?”

she snaps her head up, lips parted, eyes widened.

you stand, baggy tee, hers, baggy sweats, hers, cute kitty socks, gift from her to you. her heart twists.

you move to rub an eye, sleep still weighing in your movements, her heart stings.

“y/n.” she sticks the note back to the counter, shuffling around the island, taking steady, hesitant steps toward you.

she feels a familiar pressure build in her throat, a burn of tears forming at the back of her eyes.

“oh, y/n.” she stumbles at you, throwing arms around your waist, pulling you into her, feeling your nose tickle her neck just how she likes. the tears almost slip, she’s happy, but also, so, so sad.

you breathe in and out through your mouth, puffing warm air into her, doing so as to not smell the other woman on her. just to have her as yours, even just for the night.

she’s holding you tight, her body shuddering slightly against yours, and you hold her as tight as you can.

“god, y/n, i love you.” you hear the warble in her voice, the shaky inhales and exhales.

“i know. i love you.” you mutter back, pressing a soft kiss to where her neck and jawline meet.

“y/n, i’m s-so sorry.” you can tell she’s crying now, shaking a little harder in your arms. you feel your heart crack, her words confirming your worst fear.

“i know.”

—

you’re occupying space in nayeon and chaeyoung’s apartment, letting them pamper you as sana, is at your shared apartment.

you aren’t sure why, why she took work off, why she isn’t with her mystery woman. but you try to not let it bother you, though, that’s not working too well.

“i don’t really know what to do.” you look down at your lap, fingers toying at the promise ring sana got you.

“i mean, isn’t it obvious? you should-“ chaeyoung smacks a hand over nayeon’s mouth, silencing whatever dumb, unthoughtful remark she had in the makes. nayeon side eyes her, but doesn’t move away, knowing she was deserving of it.

“maybe talk to her, y/n.”

chaeyoung looks unsure, but you’re grateful to her being the wiser between the two girls, despite her being younger. she tries to show remorse in her eyes, and you smile, it’s sad, but you try, for her.

“okay.”

—

you shut the door behind you, for once, it’s you sneaking in late. instead of being sweaty and hot, you’re freezing cold, eyes red and puffy.

you’d taken a lap around your block as soon as you made it home, not sure how to face the inevitable— sana.

one turned to two once you couldn’t stop crying, and now your body is chilled to the touch, all except your face, still flushed from the tears.

you cross to the kitchen, ignorant to the hum of the tv, focused on the way your keys clang on the table. you start to space, and you’re sure it’s from exhaustion, blinking slowing as you stare at the keys, mind somewhere else, for a moment.

maybe you’re trying to settle your mental battle of ‘sana or no sana’, because at this point, it’s not much you fighting for what you want, but you fighting for ways or reasons to keep her— because losing seems beyond inevitable.

“hey.” you blink, once, twice, and definitely quicker than you were before because that isn’t your voice and definitely not in your head.

but you know the voice, you know it too well.

“hi, sana.” you murmur, voice almost getting caught in the atmosphere of the room, but sana hears you, she always does.

she clenched her jaw, nervous before you for the first time since you’d started dating, she’s positioned at your side, but god does she want to be closer.

she opts to lean on the table, hands grasping the edge of it as a way to take out her stress.

“you got home late.” it’s weak, and to you, you can tell sana’s been crying all day, her voice is hoarse and not in the way it is in the mornings, now it just sounds painful to talk.

you look up to her, tears welling in your own eyes again.

because sana, sana always looks so gorgeous, even with red eyes and nose, even when she’s hurting. you want to be mad, you want to ask why she’s crying when she’s the one who cheated, but you know sana would never be so evil.

you gnaw at the inside of your cheek, trying your hardest to keep the tears at your waterline from slipping down your skin.

“yeah, sorry, i was with nayeon.” you push away from the table, crossing your arms before you as you just stare at her. sana’s eyes flicker to something else, and she furrows her brow.

“nayeon? why were you alone with her?” sana’s gripping the table firmer now, jaw visibly clenched and you scoff.

“sana, am i really the person between us who should be getting berated right now? for being out with my friend? at least i’m not fucking someone else right behind my girlfriends back.” it’s a lot, and you’re not sure you said everything right, but it’s fine, you’re emotional, you’re bound to stutter on words. bound to mess up.

you want to move away from sana but her pull is too strong, and that’s when you feel the heat return to your cheek, wet hot slipping down and pooling at your chin.

sana looks as distressed, anger replaced with an unreadable sadness in her eyes. she can’t speak, but her chest is rising and falling quicker with each breath.

you roll your eyes, moving to push through to your room.

“i’m going to bed, sana.” and with that, you cross pass sana, avoiding touching her by any means, to no avail, because she’s grabbing your arm and tugging you into her.

“please don’t leave me.” sana whimpers against you, you still in her arms, feeling her body shake vehemently. your back is to her front, her face nuzzled into your hair as she cries, and suddenly your anger is replaced with worry.

because who were you fooling, you’d never not be loving sana. you turn in her arms, struggling, but nonetheless, wrapping your arms around her as she tugs you closer by the waist.

“please don’t.”

—

the sun leaking through the blinds is what wakes you, not sana’s warmth slipping away from you, which, gives you hope. especially when you feel her arms still possessively wrapped around your torso.

something about it warms your heart, but maybe too much, because you swear it stings a little being with her.

you shift in her arms, trying to move away from her grip, because no matter how good it feels, there’s still that lingering in your heart.

sana groans, tugging you closer into her, still half asleep but muttering “don’t leave”— memories from last night settle in your head.

it only fuels you to pull away more, eventually slipping from her arms, the warmth leaving your body, you can’t tell if you like it more than being in her arms or not. but, that’s a mental battle for you to fight later.

for now, you’ve decided to go out, specifically, back to holding up space in nayeon’s apartment.

—

dear sana, i can’t tell if i love or hate you, or maybe a mix of both. what would i call it when it hurts so badly to be near you, but i’m a masochist?

sana’s sat at the island, atop a stool, fingers caressing the pen ink that was imbedded into the cute pink slip of paper. her mind racing, panicked on the inside but keeping a cool exterior, ignoring the buzz of her phone.

miyeon had been blowing her up since yesterday, unfortunately.

sana was fighting her own mental battle, but, she sorta already knew the outcome. she knew she’d stay with you, the only trial left for her to face was if you’d stay with her.

she moves her eyes for the first time all day, it feels, opting to look at her phone screen, ignorant to all those messages, instead focusing on the time: 8:34 PM.

you should be home soon, she wants you home to her, her heart hurts more thinking how you must’ve felt all those nights.

she groans, letting it echo through the barred apartment, putting her arms before her to rest her head in them, ignoring the discomfort in her spine at the bend.

she shuts her eyes, whining and frustrated, she slips into her thoughts again.

never had she ever regretted something so bad.

—

you got home at 10, sharp. jittering the key in and out of the lock a couple times, struggling with cold fingers. but, once you push inside, you lock eyes to sana, smiling softly, but visibly nervous.

“did you wait for me?” you ask, teasing, but with an underline of mocking, shocked the roles had finally swapped.

“of course.” sana tries to keep her smile up, she’s sleepy, but, nonetheless, willing to stay up longer, willing to for you.

“i’m shocked— you’re not out for once.” you pause when you slip off your shoes, continuing when you stand up, eyes narrowed over sana. you walk toward the island, ending up on the opposite side, facing her.

“i’m no longer seeing her, i haven’t, for some time.”

“since i found out?” you grit your teeth, rolling your eyes at her, but unmoving. sana stays hopeful, only huffing before straightening her posture.

“yeah, since you found out. but, i want to clear it up, clear up things with,” she waves her hands around, “her.”.

you scoff, leaning over the table slightly, head in your palms, “go on.”

“i don’t love her, like i love you. in fact, i don’t care for her at all.”

you mull over what she said in your head, trying to not let the ‘i love you’ get you flushed, trying not to fall for her words, even though you know it’s inevitable.

“by the way, your note is gorgeous. the way you voice your feelings has always been— incredible to me.”

again, you huff, forcing yourself to stand tall at the face of sana’s charms.

“if you don’t love her, by the way, why cheat on me?” you feel a small burning at your eyes, and you know your not long to cry, but you try swallowing it down.

sana stills, unsure on how to answer, because why did she?

“i wish, i wish i could tell you.” sana sighs, new sadness over taking her features, and you can’t bare look at her, looking down at the counter.

you try to blink you tears away, but it only makes things worse when you’re facing down. tears spattering to the marble countertop.

“oh, y/n.” sana mutters, you hear a chair screech soon after, followed by light footsteps, and you brace yourself by clenching the table tighter.

and sana, of course, engulfs you in her arms, tugging you into her, her warmth, her oh so familiar arms that somehow make you feel better, even when crying over her.

“it’s okay, i promise, we can do this.” she mutters into your hair, pressing a small kiss into it, gripping you a little tighter, and you wish you didn’t love the comfort of her touch so bad.

you sob a little harder, throwing your arms around her hopelessly, taking in her perfume, all her now, no longer did she reek of another woman.

“please, stay, we can do this.” sana hums, followed by more quiet whispers of affirmation, and you feel yourself slipping more, because how could you stay away from sana?

she leans down a little, grazing her jaw against your own, the skin to skin making you shudder in her arms.

“i love you, y/n.” she whispers to your ear, warm and right into your ear. you can’t tell if she’s helping or making it harder for you.

“please, stay with me.”

how could you say no to her?

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succubusyuyu · 1 year

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https://twitter.com/euphoria_slut/status/1643866287368556545?t=lUDYb2rh0vk9W9DT9PTA2A&s=19 I was thinking about how this could be sana with y/n just having some fun could you write something about it 😔

hi anon, arghhh I'm a simp for sana and the link aaaah so sexy

mondays are the worst, but since you and sana started to date it become your favorites, especially the ones when she would kiss you lazily on the couch of her apartment, until it become heat and her kisses start to travel down your neck, your collarbones, and her hands never leave your legs, your thighs, your whole body and when your cloudy mind finally notice, she's taking off your clothes, piece by piece, and you could never complain when her skilled hands become even more indecent, playing with your tits, sliding along your stomach until her slim fingers starts to touch you where you're already wet, it is slow, it is a delicious rhythm, building your orgasm between the obscene sound of her fingers thrusting inside your pussy, and your moans combined with hers, "baby, faster" you ask and she does, with a smile adorning her pretty face like she's so happy to please, mondays are really better with your girlfriend!sana.

#sana x reader #sana smut #sana hard hours #sana scenarios #twice hard hours #twice smut #twice imagines

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foolish-sparrow · 10 months

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Wrath of the Sun God

A/N: So @kingmaker-a mentioned a ttrpg that he has created, this is loosely based on the character I have for that.

Warnings: Mentions of death, violence, fire, manipulation, swearing

Word Count: 1.6k

Demigod/superhero!Reader x Civilian!Sana

You were no hero, not in the way one typically thinks.

You don’t patrol the streets to look for danger before it strikes, nor do you go out of your way to protect the city and its residents.

But she makes you want to burn all of the evil the world has to offer until there's nothing left but ashes.

You were no hero, not in the way one typically thinks.

You don’t patrol the streets to look for danger before it strikes, nor do you go out of your way to protect the city and its residents.

You remember bringing it up once, a roundabout way of consoling a stranger – a friend of a… colleague… who was asking for a promise.

“What makes a hero, in your opinion?” You had asked, waiting patiently as she took a moment to form her answer before giving it to you.

Her words weren’t new nor were they substantial. And even though this was the very first conversation with her, you could have very easily predicted each syllable that left her lips.

“Because I don’t consider myself one,” you told her, firm and unshakable, “the only time I will aid those in need is if I happen to be at the right place at the right time.”

A selfish way to think, but something you do stand by. Because, in your mind, the more time and effort you use to make sure everyone is safe, the less attention you can afford to the very few you truly hold dear.

After all, after the loss of your mother, only at the tender age of nine – you had made a vow. You would protect those you cherish, no matter the costs.

For a long time that list only consisted of your father, the man who attempted to fill in the void left when your mother passed.

He did it all; he taught you the wonders of history and showed you that even when the world bears its unforgiving fangs, there is still hope, there will always be hope.

He watched with that unconditional love and pride in his eyes as you continued to grow and prosper. Always there beside you every step of the way.

So long as air continued to fill your lungs, no harm will come his way, you will make sure of it.

That wasn’t to say he was the only one; your social life may be reserved, squandered down to the single digits that your list may have, but their names were there.

Rose had been your first friend back when you were young, and to this day you’re uncertain as to why she had such tenacity when attempting to befriend you. She was a raging tornado heading your way, and yet you let her pull you in each and every time.

And then there was—

You finally shake your head just before the image of them can fully form, your finger having already instinctively began rubbing at the bare skin where a dazzling band of white gold once occupied.

It was sometimes easy to forget that you had ended a prosperous relationship of 10 years, the void in your chest only seeming to garner your attention when your palm meets the cold empty space of your bed.

“Hey… uh, you alright?”

Your eyes flicker to your designated partner for the night, Moonshot, before they return to the bustling city below.

In typical superhero fashion the pair of you were situated high above upon one of the many skyscrapers. A point where the stars look enticingly radiant.

A sigh filters through your nose as your eyes instinctively close with the slight spike of irritation.

While there wasn’t anything inherently wrong with Moonshot, they provided just enough friction to get on your nerves. Whether it be through their seemingly never-ending knowledge of all things superhero related or the fact they still try (and fail,) to use their ego to one-up you.

This is why you prefer teaming up with Kai, but as you quickly learned when growing up; life isn’t always fair.

“Keep your focus,” you say instead of answering, relaxing the tensed muscle of your shoulders when they don’t push.

You hated it when people pushed.

Despite the shortcomings though, there’s no denying that Moonshot is one of the best fitted for night watch.

Because while they often like to subdue their importance within the team, being bestowed with the gift of Artemis certainly brings its perks. Ones that run parallel to your own.

After all, the sun’s burning glory runs deep in your veins, synapses raging like wildfire.

Sometimes, when you dream, there are moments where you feel like Apollo himself is talking to you, sharing his prophetic knowledge, or lulling your worries away with a few plucked strings of his golden lyre.

Having his Gift has translated into your powers being on the more… manipulative side.

You can twirl a human as if they were nothing more than a wooden puppet, or force them to reveal their deepest secrets and desires.

You don’t use them willingly, and to the very few, not at all.

Even though I would very much like to use them on a certain… street rat.

A hum returns your attention back to your companion. It would seem they have a particular tune stuck in their mind.

They catch your gaze, mistaking your usual stoic expression as one of annoyance.

(To be fair to them, it usually is.)

“Sorry,” they blurt out, resembling a toy soldier with the way they stand to attention under your watch.

… Perhaps you can let your guard down, just this once.

“What song is that?” You wonder, the edges of your lips barely twitching upwards with how fast their head snaps back to you.

Their widened eyes blink insistently for a moment, clearly having you lower your shield has caught them off guard.

“Uh… just something I heard on the radio? I don’t know the name.”

Your mouth opens to continue the conversation, but Seer’s voice in your earpiece halts your tongue from forming the words.

“Got a bunch of a-holes looking hella dodge- oh wait they’re robbing a store. Helios? Moonshot? Your sexy asses got this one?”

With a roll of your eyes you breathe out an, “affirmative,” before placing your mask of indifference firmly back on.

Moonshot’s expression deflates as they watch you do this, but now wasn’t the time. “Let’s go?”

They nod, “after you.”

- - - - - - - - - - ☆ - - - - - - - - - -

Thanks to Seer’s guidance you find the perpetrators fairly quickly.

After they ran from the store they rushed to some random back alley to gush over what they thought to be a job well done.

You both begin walking into the only exit, and before you even have the chance to best figure out how to handle this Moonshot has already nocked their bow. “Alright, uh, dirtbags, hands up where I can see them.”

Your fingers twitch with the need to make contact with your face, but you hold steady so as to not make things any more unbearable.

The 3 men turn to you as soon as Moonshot begins speaking, and you can only just make out the whites of their eyes through the masks.

You notice one move their hand towards their waist, and your instincts kick in immediately.

For a moment there’s a dull glow that flashes through the alley, but then the calm of the night is betrayed by the loud wailing of someone in pain.

The man that had been attempting to reach for his weapon is now using both hands to claw at his eyes, the agonized screeching of “I can’t see! I can’t fucking see!” Bouncing off the bricked walls and into the night air.

The other two watch in horror as he thrashes about, desperate and confused, before they drop their bags and attempt to make a run for it.

Another sigh filters passed your nose, and you finally allow the hand that had been twitching before to reach up in order to massage your throbbing temple.

“Take care of him will you?” You say to Moonshot without even looking at them, “I’ll deal with the foolish runaways.”

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Apart from that little stint, the rest of the night goes passed without a hitch.

You uncharacteristically pat Moonshot on the shoulder before you leave, forcing out the barely-there whispers of “good job,” before you’re gone from their sight.

The sun is rising with you as you walk, and you bask in its warmth.

This was your domain.

You can feel your muscles relax after a particular turning, eyes finally landing on a place that had become a welcomed escape for the past few weeks.

Using the spare key gifted to you, you open the front door, breathing in the familiar scent that still renders you weak even now.

The small-ish abode is still dim as it’s still early morning, and so you take off your shoes before maneuvering your way to the only bedroom.

The single occupant still fast asleep has obviously not stirred upon your arrival, and you finally allow yourself the luxury of releasing a tender smile at the sight.

Removing the disguise you had made with your own hands, you slip into some clothes you had left from nights passed, still trying to keep the noise to a minimum until you slowly lift up the blankets just enough to slip underneath.

You do jolt slightly when the hand you had wrapped around Sana’s front becomes the victim of such a tender caress. Her fingers gently grasp your hand until she can lift it high enough to place a kiss upon your skin.

She turns in your hold, eyes barely open but a smile on her face all the same.

You lean in, placing your lips against each eyelid before they glide down, passed her nose, and onto her own waiting ones.

One of her hands come up to rest on your cheek, thumb grazing your skin before she pulls away.

No words are spoken, you were no good with them, after all, but when she once again closes her eyes before bringing you in closer, you feel that heat in your chest. The one that comes alive with the need to protect.

To those that wish you harm, you think as you surrender into her embrace, may they fear the wrath of the Sun God.

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lustfultwicesnaps · 10 months

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what do u think about cockwarming? (specific member: sana)

“It’s one of the greatest punishment to me🥰🥰🥰, It’s so funny watching bottoms whine and squirm just wanting me to fuck them. It’s just music my to ears when they get too needy, and finally start apologizing to me over and over again, then I get to fuck them however I want and they’ll just love it.”

-(G!P) Minatozaki Sana

#answered #minatozaki sana smut #sana smut #twice girl #twice girls #twice girlfriend #twice girl group #kpop smut #twice smut #kpop idol smut #female kpop idol #female kpop idol smut #sana imagines #sana scenarios #twice questions #twice roleplay

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oraclekleo · 5 months

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BHS Tarot Reading - Sana (TWICE) [Dom]

BHS Game stands for Blindfold - Handcuff - Spank and it’s a more spicy variant of the Kiss - Marry - Kill game. This passive version of the BHS Tarot Game describes idols’ reactions to them being on the receiving and giving side of these activities. This is the giving end part, where Sana is in a dominant role. You can check the sub part. Depending on your preferences, you can read only the parts you personally feel drawn to or you can read it all out of curiosity. This version describes the situation from the idol’s perspective but can include some details about you, if the cards indicate it.

Disclaimer:

All celebrity readings have purely entertainment nature

I don’t know any of the celebrities personally

Don’t base life decisions purely on tarot readings

I can never guarantee any of what’s said in the reading

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Reading Info:

Rating: VERY 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Requester: /

Deck(s): Erotic Fantasy Tarot, Tarot of Sexual Magic, Tarot of Casanova

Spread: BHS - dom part

Questions:

Blindfolds you

Handcuffs you

Spanks you

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Minatozaki Sana

Stage Name: Sana

Group: TWICE

DOB: 29.12.1996

Blood Type: B

MBTI: ENFP

Sun Sign: Capricorn

Chinese Sign: Fire Rat

Life Path Number: 3

Masterpost: TWICE

Sana (Twice) - Dom

Blindfolds you (9 of Pentacles, 5 of Wands, Knight of Wands - Erotic Fantasy Tarot): Here we go with Sana in a dominant position and she’s truly a dom to be praised. For Sana, blindfolding you is both a reward for you and a way to resolve any possible conflict. No relationship is always harmonious and the chances are you will fight with Sana from time to time, too. Sana is not a big fan of screaming and throwing things, though. While she does have a sense for drama, she is an artist, not a destroyer. While you are getting furious, she’s likely to cheekily smile and then just silence you with a kiss, whispering something like why you don’t take it to the bedroom now. Once Sana has expressed her point, she is no longer interested in a fight but she’s here to use that heat that came from it. She’s likely to seduce you and put a blindfold on your eyes, making you the more vulnerable one now. While losing sight doesn’t really limit you that much in movement or when it comes to expressing your thoughts, it does put you at her mercy. Sana might even encourage you to try to peek as she’s circling you and through touches, kisses and whispers, slowly transforming your anger into lust. She’s not very likely to take long with this foreplay, as the Knight card suggests considerable speed in play. At a certain point Sana can sense your dispute is forgotten and she might even rip your clothes off with force, making you squeal and giggle from her pure impatience. She’s likely to turn this experience into something luxurious and pampering, making sure you are lying or sitting on a comfortable bed or chair. Maybe she even takes time to properly feel your entire body up, copying every curve and muscle with her fingers and palms, whispering words of admiration to you. Once she has you there, blindfolded, naked, fully aroused and nicely placed for her pleasure, she’s likely to do whatever it takes to drive you both crazy and into ecstatic state.

Handcuffs you (6 of Pentacles, Ace of Swords, 7 of Pentacles - Tarot of Sexual Magic): I mean, the Ace of Swords literally depicts bondage. How more straightforward can it get? When it comes to handcuffing you, Sana is likely to go the whole way and just wrap you up entirely like a present. She’s likely to keep it comfortable for you, though, as she’s not a big fan of inflicting any kind of pain. Tying you up is her way to let you relax and do nothing, just enjoy her love for you while she’s the one doing all the work. Sana takes care of you in every way and when she ties you up, it means you are free to rest that night and enjoy the view and all the sensual notions that are about to come. While it’s not a rule, Sana might sometimes feel especially close to you on some occasions and even sort of tie herself to you. It can be she handcuffs yours and her wrist or she might just wrap a silken ribbon and tie your hips together so your ability to move at that area is restricted. It means you need to become more inventive. The cards suggest a certain sense for aesthetics so the chances are that Sana will tie colourful ribbons around many of your body parts, giving some extra attention and tighter knots to her favourite body parts on you. She’s likely to become a tease as well, talking to you shamelessly and telling you how pretty you look. She will stick her finger behind the ribbon she just tied and pull to estimate how firmly it’s fixed and she will enjoy the loud desperate moans it pulls out of you when she does so at your especially sensitive spots. Once you are motionless and begging her for release, she’s on top of you like a queen she is, looking down at your all worked up face. She might ask you to say certain words while she’s teasing you and she’s gonna keep you on the edge until you say exactly what she wants you to say.

Spanks you (0 The Fool, Ace of Swords, Queen of Pentacles - Tarot of Casanova): Sana is a fan of spanking. She doesn’t even need an excuse for it. You have been good to her all life but she will still want to slap your booty. Take it or leave it. Let’s assume you are for it because you are reading this type of tarot reading. Sana is your mistress, she has the control and runs this show. The cards suggest, she has a dedicated apparel for spanking sessions, maybe she dresses up as dominatrix, maybe she goes for something more subtle like wearing a lacy mask on her face when she’s in the mood. Whatever it is, you always know when it’s time for spanking. There is no moment of surprise, you see the clear signs and chances are that those little things signalling what’s coming are enough to make you feel all hot and bothered. Sana doesn’t even have to tell you what to do, maybe she won’t talk at all for the entire time she’s ‘punishing’ you. You just accept her leadership willingly and happily and you go on all four in front of her. While the cards suggest Sana likes to have specific items of wardrobe dedicated for this occasion, it could also mean she has some accessories for you, too. Maybe it’s a collar, leash, a gag, pants with cutouts for your but cheeks. Sana will decide whether she wants to spank you with her hand but more likely she will use a whip or crop or any other tool she finds fit. While Sana is making sure you feel all relaxed and comfortable when tied up, spanking is a whole new story. You are not supposed to feel comfortable, you are supposed to moan and whine loudly and tremble in front of her. When she finds you ‘punished’ enough, she’s likely to reward your endurance. The cards suggest a certain detachment from the physical which could indicate that after spanking, Sana will pleasure you and allow you to experience orgasm but she’s gonna use toys on you to accomplish it.

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