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yes, daddy . csc

“It’s probably little anyways.”

It started with a joke. A harmless joke. You never meant for it to go this far. Though you couldn’t say you regretted it but still, you didn’t expect to get your pussy pounded by your roommate over something dumb.

You were on top of him, pathetically bouncing on his cock while tears ran down the sides of your face. Seungcheol grabs a fistful of your hair, yanking your head so it’s pulled taut as he leans closer to your face.

“Has no one taught you how to properly ride a cock?”

You decided to respond in the correct manner that he told you to. He’d punish you if you didn’t, just like he did earlier. Letting out a whine, you answer him. “Yes, daddy”

“I can’t fucking tell.” you continue to slam yourself up and down on his length, the tip of his cock hitting your cervix as Seungcheol lets out a dissatisfied breath.

His hand lands against your ass, the afterburn leaving a mark as he thrusts up into you hard causing you to let out a scream. “Fucking do it right, or I’m stopping.”

Seungcheol had you in a press, legs pushed so far behind your head you thought you might snap in half.

Your breathing was restricted as he slammed into you hard, his heavy balls slapping against your ass as his cock bruised your soft spot over and over. You had lost count of how many times you had came, but no matter how many orgasms you had Seungcheol  just flipped you into a new position, pounding you until you could only babble and cry out his name.

You usually were a laid back person, so guys and sex were never really on your radar. Of course you had sex before, but it was never on this level. Seungcheol had every inch of your being spinning and trembling underneath him. It was like you were reduced to nothing but his little cumslut.

Feeling a harsh slap to the side of your face, you’re snapped out of your thoughts. Your eyes widen slightly and your eyebrows furrow as you clench around his cock. You had never been slapped before, let alone during sex. It was wrong but the sensation had your cunt growing wetter with your slick when he kept doing it.

“You just got tighter, you liked that didn’t you?” you nod your head frantically as his hand comes up to your neck, fingers roughly squeezing the sides as his other hand comes into contact with your face again.

“You had so much mouth, where’d it go?” he breathes against your mouth heavily, his hand comes down against your cheek hard.

“I want you to hurt me, daddy”

Your words have Seungcheol’s cock pulsing inside you, proud of the fact he’s depraving his sweet little roommate, breaking down your daft exterior and watching you crumble as he fucks you stupid.

“You want me to hurt you? Huh?” the grip on your neck tightens, making your head spin spin as you choke out a ‘yes daddy’

Seungcheol’s hand lands against your face repeatedly giving you no time to recover as you beg for more, his cock poking your womb has you reeling.

“Kiss, daddy. I wanna kiss” Seungcheol groans as he leans down to pair his lips with yours, moving against your mouth roughly. “You’re so fucking needy,” he speaks against your lips.

His kiss and his cock inside you has you dizzy, and yet again he has you shuddering underneath him as you cum again for the nth time, your body jolting from the aftershocks of your orgasm.

Seungcheol gives you no resting period before he’s flipping you into your tummy, pulling your hips back so your pussy is sticking out, all pretty and ruined just for him as he slams back into you, a scream lurching past your mouth as the ring of cream from your pussy is pushing towards the base of his cock as he bottoms out in you.

He grabs you by your arms that are planted on the bed, hands resting between the bend of your elbow and forearm, pulling you into an uncomfortable arch as he pounds you.

“Not so little now, am I?” he drives his hips into you even harder, the impact has your entire body trembling as you struggle to shake your head no.

“I-I want you to cum inside, daddy” you beg him to fill you, your voice shaking from how hard he’s fucking you.

“You want me to fill this messy little pussy up?” shaking your head frantically, you nod yes, your face hitting the pillows as Seungcheol suddenly lets go of your arms before jerking himself to completion.

“Too bad, you don’t deserve my cum.” you cry into your sheets as he releases on you, thick spurts of his cum shooting onto your ass and spine that should be in your pussy.

Seungcheol’s breathing heavy as he eased himself off your bed to leave the room. The loss of his touch has you whining and sitting up on the bed, turning around to watch his tall frame walk away from you.

“ where are you goin’?”

He sighs irritatbly before turning halfway to face you. “Shower.” his lazy answer makes you wince.

“Can I come with you?” You clutch onto your sheets with your eyebrows raised, hoping he’ll say yes.

“Whatever.”

You smile, leaping out of your bed and giggling as you follow behind him like a lost puppy.

Seungcheol washes off your body carefully, making you lift your leg as he holds it in his hand so he can clean your intimate areas, ensuring not you get soap inside you. You hold onto his neck tightly as he washes your back, inhaling his scent with your soapy tits pressed flush against him. He refuses at first but he lets you wash him, using the towel he gave you to clean his hard chest.

When you finish Seungcheol turns the shower off and helps you to get dry. He dresses you and himself as he bids you goodnight before returning to his bedroom, leaving you in the hallway with a pout.

Your bed felt cold, it was lonely without Seungcheol and soon you found yourself creeping out of your room to sneak into Seungcheol’s bed.

It was kind of pathetic how wrapped around his finger he had you just from giving you a little cock. But you couldn’t help it! He made you feel so good, you wished it could always be like that.

You cracked the door to his room, timidly peeling to see if he was awake. “Daddy, can I sleep with you?

“Alright, whatever. Just be quiet and go to sleep.” he yanks you down to pull you closer to him, his chin resting atop of your head as the steady beat of his heart lulls you to sleep.

You smile into his chest, feeling content with his arm snaked around your waist. “Night, daddy.”

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anemoia | jungkook

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: futuristic au | fluff, mystery

word count: 11.7k

warning/s: mentions of death and a bit of a make out session (oh my).

summary: It’s a well known fact that a person only dreams about people they’ve already seen in their life but how come you’re dreaming about someone you’ve never seen before, someone who is probably a person your subconscious created, and someone that continues to only exist in your dreams.

Part of BTSGhostieBingo (futuristic!au prompt)

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my daisy / series masterlist | kim mingyu

➝ CEO!Mingyu x Secretary!Reader

➝ feat. Seungcheol, Jennie, Jisoo, Seungkwan, Jihoon, Soonyoung, Seokmin, Minghao, Wonwoo, etc.

➝ strangers to lovers // single dad!Mingyu // fluff // lighthearted // non idol!au // like pls dont expect any dramas here lol // tiny bit of angst ig

➝ series warning: mentions of sex, no smut but there's implied sexual activities, insecurity (as always jshbdjhsfshbf am sorry), curses, food, let me know if theres more ^^

➝ total series word count: 36k words

➝ crossposted on Ao3 // my daisy tag

➝ Start date: 24 Sept 2021

➝ End date: 31st Oct 2021

when your cousin asks you to be her substitute at SVT Inc. as she takes her maternity leave, you're pretty sure this wasn't what you signed up for.

❅ prologue

❅ chapter 1

❅ chapter 2

❅ chapter 3

❅ chapter 4

❅ chapter 5

❅ chapter 6

❅ chapter 7

❅ chapter 8

❅ chapter 9

❅ chapter 10 (final)

❅ epilogue

BONUS:

→ drabble #1

→christmas special

→[21:37]

→mingyu wants to propose

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CHERRY FLAVORED THOUGHTS (M)

PAIRING | perv nerd!mark x popular!reader

SYNOPSIS | you invite mark over to study with ulterior motives and he happily goes despite having the filthiest thoughts of you.

WC | 3.8k

WARNINGS | big cock!mark, lower case intended, he's obsessed with your boobs, dry humping, choking, dirty talk, finger sucking, semi clothed sex, dom!mark, name calling, slight oral m receiving, breeding kink (no mention of kids or pregnancy), get's uncomfortably fluffy at the end.

A.N | this came out of nowhere hehe, but i hope you like! send me feedback per usual pls

"markieee" you drawl, skipping over to where he sat in the library, his textbooks scattered messily on the table in front of him. "i need your help!"

he doesn't look up when he responds, "with what."

"don't be like that! it's serious." you pout.

you pull out the chair next to his and sit down, one of your hands reaching underneath the table to grab his knee. immediately he jerks his head up to look at you, his round glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose. "wha- what can i help you with?" he stutters, pushing his glasses up with one finger.

"i need you to help me study. mr. moon is gonna kill me with this test tomorrow and i can handle d's but not for this class." you wink at him and watch as his face turns a bright red, "plus you're the smartest guy i know."

in an attempt to look anywhere but your eyes, he accidentally sets his sights on your breasts, which were practically spilling out of your t-shirt. he snaps his attention back to your face and grows small in his chair, "ye-yeah i can help you study."

he was just so gosh darn cute when he stuttered. you begin stroking his knee underneath the table, making him squirm in his chair, "okay that's great! i'll text you my address and you can come over tonight."

"wait tonight?"

your face falls, "oh, do you have plans already? never mind we -"

"no" he hurriedly exclaims, waving his hands in front of his face, "i'm free. i'll be over around eight."

"great!" you beam, giving his knee a squeeze before excusing yourself, "see ya then markie." with soft eyes he watches you leave the library, your too short skirt swishing behind you.

mark always thought you were hot, but you were so far out of his league it wasn't even funny, though that didn't stop him from getting lost in his head from time to time.

he knows its wrong, but sometimes when he can't sleep he's tormented by images of you bending over in class, that damn short cheerleading skirt exposing the bottoms of your panties. and the top left little to the imagination too. it was so tight he could see your breasts jiggle when you laughed too hard. oh god, and your lips. it was seldom you were seen without something shoved between them, whether that be a pencil or a cherry lollipop.

mark can feel himself growing hard in his pants. did he have to be such a perv? if anyone found out about the thoughts he was having he'd be even more of an outcast than he already was.

'quit it.' he tells himself, turning back to the textbooks in front of him, and while the thoughts of you have dimmed a bit, he can't help but find himself realizing that mr. moon never assigned a test for tomorrow.

✎✎✎✎✎✎✎✎✎

your doorbell rings at eight o'clock on the dot.

smiling to yourself you leap off your bed and bound down the stairs to open the front door, revealing a version of mark you've never seen before. usually he wore khakis with a button up polo, like earlier in that day, but now he had on a pair of basketball shorts and a graphic tee that read out some scientific formula. he was still his nerdy self just more ... relaxed.

you open the door wider and wave him in, "i'm glad you made it!" you squeal. he stands there awkwardly before taking a hesitant step into your house. he pulls on the straps of his backpack while looking around.

"don't worry, my roommates aren't home." you purr, grabbing onto his wrist, "c'mon i'll show you to my room." mark slowly nods and you smile to yourself, quite amused.

he watches as you walk ahead of him, tugging you up the carpetted steps, the same skirt you were wearing earlier swaying with the rhythm of your hips. your ass looked so good, so round and... fuck.

mark gulps loudly, almost missing the next step when he realizes you aren't wearing panties. he's getting a wide shot of your bare ass, and he doesn't feel bad in the slightest. in fact, all he can think about it is ruining your pretty ass with his hands, grabbing you and pulling you apart while you sink down on his cock. gripping handfuls of the supple flesh while you climb in his lap . "shut up brain" he mumbles, drawing your attention to him.

"did you say something?" you question.

he clears his throat, "n- no, just wondering if you have a bathroom i can use?"

"yeah of course, here" you say, tugging him down the hallway now that you made it up the stairs, and into your room, "you can set your backpack there," you point to your bed, "and the bathroom is the door at the end of the hall."

"thanks" he mumbles, slinging his bag onto your bright pink comforter. he's dreamt of being in your room before and it looks exactly how he thought it would. and it smelled so good, like the cherry lollipops you were always sucking on.

when mark gets to the bathroom he hurriedly closes the door and leans against it, closing his eyes. he can feel the rising boner peaking through his shorts and he feels like throwing up. 'go down. go down. go down.' he chants over and over again in his head. why does this shit always happen to him! there was no way he could go back out there with a raging hard on. for a split second he wonders if he could jerk off really quickly, but squashes the idea when he hears you yell from your room, "come on markkkk! it's getting late."

"one second." he yells back, face heating up in embarrassment. he'd have to use the ole' waistband tuck and hope that it goes down on its own.

"fuck." he whispers.

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you have chosen to focus on everything but the test material you were supposed to be studying.

instead your mind wanders to the way marks fingers delicately flip through the pages of his notebook, and how he sticks out his tongue between his lips in concentration. oh how you wished that tongue was on you right now.

you sigh and shut your textbook, pointedly looking at mark who only glances up, "i'm sick of studying."

"we haven't even studied." he mumbles, softly closing his own textbook and looking up at you, "and anyway, i know there isn't a test tomorrow. i looked through the syllabus and everything.

fuck. he caught on to you, "are you sure?" you scratch the back of your head sheepishly, "i coulda sworn i heard mr. moon mention one in todays lecture."

"y/n. why am i here?" mark let's his eyes wonder to your breasts when you lean over and grab your backpack. they were squished together, jiggling with your movement and he feels himself getting hard again. his mind drifts to the thought of tit fucking you and how pretty you'd look squirming underneath him while he painted your throat and face with cum.

shoving your materials into your bag you look at him through your lashes, "i think you're hot."

mark almost chokes when he hears the words leave your lips, "m-me?" he questions.

zipping up your back pack, you toss it in the corner of your room and lean forward onto your knees, crawling towards the stunned boy, "yeah, you."

"look," he says lowly, "if this is a prank or a dare by your friends-"

"it's not." you promise.

you come to a stop in front of him and stare into his eyes, watching the way his cheeks and collarbone flush deep red, "s- so you think i'm hot."

"mhm." you hummed, "and i want you to fuck me."

marks eyes grow the size of saucers when he processes what you said. he can feel all the blood drain from his face and rush to his dick so fast he feels almost dizzy, "f-fuck you?"

"you sure do stutter a lot." you giggle.

he brushes off the comment, "you want me to fuck you?"

you giggle again and lean closer to him, "yeah ... so will you?"

mark feels like this is a dream. it's too good to be true and at some point he knows he's bound to wake up. tentatively he reaches a hand out, cupping your soft cheek in his warm palm. you nuzzle against him and that's when he knows it's real life. without answering he pushes off the ground and stands up, "get on the bed."

you can feel your pussy clench at the way he commands you like he already knew what he wanted to do; like he's thought of this before. you follow his orders and sit on your bed gingerly, waiting for his next move.

"take off your top." he orders, pulling his own t-shirt over his head and tossing it on the floor.

"oh my god." you whine. who knew the nerdiest boy at your college was built like that. deep set muscles cover his lower abdomen, his pecs poking out a little more now that the shirt was gone. and here you were thinking he was scrawny underneath his clothes.

hurriedly ridding yourself of your top, you let his eyes wash over your body, drinking in what he's dreamed about for months. "you know, i should have known this was a set up when i saw you weren't wearing panties."

"it wasn't-" you start, but he cuts you off by sitting down next to you and pulling you onto his lap.

"it was." he breathes, hands running up and down your back. "and you wanted me to see, right?" you furiously nod your head yes. "that's what i thought. and don't think i haven't noticed how you act in class. bending over so i see your cute little panties and sucking on your lollipops so i think about how pretty your lips would look around my cock instead. you're not slick. you're just a slut who needs to be fucked, huh?"

his words have you rocking back and forth in his lap desperate for his touch, "mark please." you whisper.

his hands fumble behind your back for a second before undoing your bra clasp and sliding it down your shoulders, chucking it to the other side of the room. "that's better. you have such pretty tits." he marvels, cupping them in his hands, squeezing and kneading the soft skin. his thumbs jut out to flicker over your nipples, forcing you to arch up against him.

"god," you whimper, "that feel's good."

"hm." he hums, dipping his head down to take one of your nipples in his mouth. he rolls the sensitive bud between his teeth, harshly sucking while his hands slip under your skirt and grab your ass, pulling you closer to him.

"m-mark." you whine, eyes closed and hands finding their way in his hair, tugging on the roots.

"look who's stuttering now." he chuckles, detaching himself with a wet pop. he stares at you for moment, watching the way your nose scrunches and your lips purse before blurting out, "i'm gonna kiss you now."

'huh-" you begin, snapping your eyes open but mark is already on you, lips softly brushing yours before pulling you deep into a heated kiss. you tasted like those cherry flavored lollys you always had in class even though you hadn't had one today, it drove him mad. you push against him, grinding down on his lap repeatedly while hugging him close, fingers still tangled in his hair. his lips felt like heaven, soft and pillowy and perfect against your own and it made you dizzy.

you moan against him when he pinches your nipple, rolling it between his forefinger and thumb, his other arm wrapping around your waist so that you couldn't squirm as much. slowly he rocks his hips into you, pulling back so that only your foreheads were touching. "god, the things you do to me." he groans.

you giggle and untangle your hands from his hair, grabbing the sides of his glasses and sliding them off his face, "don't want these to get in the way." you lightly toss them on your desk and mark thanks you, "i never thought you'd be like this." you whisper.

"like what?" he leans down and nips at your neck, pressing delicate kisses along the side of your throat all the way to the spot just below your ear. "i'm not all books and brains you know."

"n-no i get that, it's just..." your hands fiddle in the space between your bodies, fingers playing with the waistband of his shorts, "i didn't think you'd be all commanding."

he gives a short chuckle before blowing hot air in your ear and making you shiver, "what? you thought i'd be shy? submissive?" he says the word like it's a dirty thing, something he can't even fathom becoming. "i mean, if you wanna tie me up -"

"no" you blurt, "i like this."

he smirks against you, his nose skimming your cheek and coming to fit right beside your own, lips matching yours like a perfect puzzle. he hovers over yours, "you like this?"

"yeah." you whisper, almost like a secret.

"what about this?" mark reaches around your body and pulls you back down against him, this time matching you and rutting up against your bare sex. a breathless gasp flies from your lips when he gently swivels his hips, the outline of his cock rubbing against your folds. you're pretty sure if he looked there would be a wet patch on the front of his shorts.

"shit." you moan, holding on to him while he continues to grind against you.

"you're so needy, huh?" he grins, pressing his lips to yours and melding into a kiss that has your legs shaking around him. his tongue swipes your bottom, teeth snagging and drawing you in. you whimper into the kiss and he does the same, loving the way you feel in his arms. he pulls back a bit, mumbling against your lips, "wanna feel it?"

"please." you groan, hopping off his lap and settling yourself on the bed, leaning down so that you were pretty much eye level with the front of his short now that he was stood in front of you.

mark still can't believe this is happening. was this a sick prank? a joke? was he sure he wasn't dreaming? here he had you eagerly awaiting his cock. it just didn't seem right, the divine universe had to have some explanation for this. 'shut up' he groans in his head.

slender fingers wrap around the waistband of his shorts and pushes them down so that they pooled around his ankles.

"no fucking way."

mark lee was huge. his cock sprung up against his abdomen standing tall and rigid, pretty pink tip collecting droplets of precum. he was thick too, a nice size that would feel heavy in your mouth if you took him there.

"what?" he asks, blushing and fighting the urge to cover himself, "i know it might not be that big-"

"not big??" you splutter, eyes incredulous at the sight in front of you, "it's fucking huge mark."

the compliment goes straight to his dick and now instead of fighting the urge to cover himself, he's fighting the urge to push you back on the bed and fuck you till you were screaming his name. "put it in your mouth then" he groans, taking a step towards you, "lets see if it can fit." your hand shoots out from under you and wraps around his length, warm and pulsing in your hand, his hips stutter into your touch.

"shit." he whispers, watching the way your tongue darts out to taste him, his hand stroking your hair, eyes twinkling with adoration, "don't just lick it. open up." you do as he says and open for him. he pushes into your mouth slowly until you're gagging and can't take any more, mouth too full, but with one look you realize you hadn't even gotten half way down his length. "that's it baby? god you're even more pathetic that i thought. can't even properly swallow my dick?" he pulls out, allowing you to catch a much needed breath, "lets see if your pussy can take it all instead." he pushes you backwards and climbs overtop you, knocking your thighs apart with his knee.

your mind is reeling from everything that's happening. it's been so much better than you could have imagined. he was bigger, cockier and sexier with his nose out of his books and clothes off. no one would believe you if you told them about tonight, not even your roommates.

mark shoves your skirt up until it's bunched around your waist, "mind elsewhere?" he questions, one of hands wrapping around your throat and squeezing slightly, "you thinking about someone else?"

"n-no mark, i'm thinking about you." you whine, hips lifting off the bed in anticipation.

"good. pay attention."

his hand guides himself, rubbing the tip against your clit before sliding it down between your folds. teasingly he barely pushes the tip in before pulling away. "mark!" you whimper, but all he does is squeeze your throat a bit tighter, "please" he pushes the tip in again, this time looking in your eyes, and he doesn't pull out. he thrusts into you, all the way in and you feel like you're losing it. your eyes flutter into the back of your head, nails finding his shoulders and gripping the soft skin, surely leaving marks. "f-fuck you're so big!'

it was slightly uncomfortable but the second he moved you felt overwhelming pleasure jolt through you, "mm, i knew you could take it." he grins, shallowly fucking into you, "and you're so fucking tight. gonna make me go crazy."

you squirm in his grip, "fuck me, please."

"whatever you say baby."

his hand leaves your throat and grabs at your waist instead, using the skirt secured around it as leverage. he wastes no time in slamming into you, thrusting with such fervor you can feel yourself losing your mind. "shit!" you squeal, nails digging even deeper into his shoulders. his eyes glance down, admiring the way your tits jiggled every time he pushed his hips into you. "right there, right there! god you're fucking huge." you scream, covering your face with your hands.

"look at me," he growls, and you have no choice but to move your trembling hands. two fingers press against your lips and into your mouth, gagging you. "if you can't take my cock down your throat, might as well suck on my fingers." his breathy is shaky when you swirl your tongue around his digits, sucking slightly and feels like he's going to faint. your pussy is sucking him in, walls spasming with each of his thrusts, and your gagging around his fingers. he wonders if you feel full. maybe next time you'll let him toy with your ass a little bit, so then you'll really feel full. 'get out of your head' he chastises himself. there might not even be a next time. after all, he was fucking one of the most popular girls at his college, he was kidding himself if thought this was gonna happen again. guess he had to make this time count.

"spread your legs a little bit more baby," when you don't he ends up pushing you thighs apart, finger digging into your skin and leaving indents. your head moves from side to side, legs shaking in marks grasp, "baby you're acting like you can't handle it. you're the one who asked me to fuck you!" he chides, laughing coldly.

"i can handle it!" you buck up against him, chasing your the knot that was tightening in your stomach.

"damn right you can." mark loves the way you fall apart underneath him... because of him. "just keep taking my fat cock baby. i bet you've wanted this for so long, huh?"

"i think about it every time i see you in class," you huff.

mark didn't care if you were lying just to please him, it makes him feel good. the fact that you've both thought about this and now it was finally happening. his thrusts become sloppy, hands roughly grabbing a handful of ass and tits, squeezing and massaging them.

"i think i'm gonna cum baby. ah shit, i'm gonna cum." he moans, hips stuttering into you.

"fill me up markie, pls i want it so bad." you whisper, the pet name being what he needs to finish, milky ropes of cum flooding your pussy in a way that has you following suit, the knot in your tummy unraveling. he holds eye contact with you the entire time, his brows drawing up in ecstasy when he watches yours disappear. when he's spent, he falls onto you, caging you in his arms. you pull him close for support, shallow thrusts into your cunt helping you ride out your orgasm. at one point he tries to move but you keep him there, tightening your arms, "please, don't move."

"i won't." he promise, "i won't, i'm here." he chuckles against the side of your neck, wet kisses being placed where he's buried in your arms, "the way your eyes roll back into your head when you cum is fucking hot."

you giggle, "thank you markie."

"so.." he questions, peaking his head up but still staying in your arms, "this wasn't a dare or something?" he still felt like this was too good to be true.

"mark!" you swat his shoulders and air hisses between his teeth.

"okay okay." he sighs defensively, "then i guess you wouldn't mind me taking you on a date?" you hesitate a bit and immediately he's apologizing, "we aren't from the same social circles, i know that but-"

"shut up mark. i don't care if we don't hang out with the same people. i genuinely like you." you smile at him.

"then ..."

"i would love if you took me on a date." he grins back at you before burying his head back into the crook of your neck. "who knew nerds fucked so good?' you blurt out, laughing.

"not nerds plural. just me." he mumbles against your skin.

it felt nice just laying in his arms, basking in the after sex glow with the boy you've been crushing on for ages. "we should get cleaned up, huh?" you whisper and he sighs against you.

"let's stay like this for a few more minutes. i like the way you smell... like cherries."

you smile to yourself, "just for you."

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we don’t usually hold hands (m) || kmg & reader

title: we don’t usually hold hands pairing: kim mingyu x reader/oc genre: angst, fluff, smut, friends with benefits, idiots to lovers, sort-of-mean!oc, nice guy!mingyu, emotionally constipated!oc honestly wc: 16.8k  summary: when a friend brings up the potential feelings of a fuck buddy, you’re left wondering what to do when you confirm it’s true. warnings: explicit unprotected sex, vulgar language, sexual innuendos, oral sex (female receiving), spit kink, car sex, bathroom sex, and kitchen sex (i know, don’t come @ me)  – please let me know if i’m missing anything else! a/n: !! i know i was supposed to be writing another wip, but i honestly have been having trouble finding pride in my writing :( so i took a break, decided to write something else and 16k words later!! here we are ! thanks to @kthpurplesyou​, @cheolbooluvr​, @fullsunfluff​, & @bangtanintotheroom​ for looking it over before i posted! :)

With furrowed brows, you lean back in your swivel chair with a scoff. The question your friend prompts you with was one you’ve heard before—just not ever directed to you. “What do you mean?”

Hayoung shoots a glare at you. “You’re telling me that you don’t think there’s a slight possibility he might’ve fallen in love with you?”

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The Bully’s Tutor

To her dismay and absolute horror, y/n is forced to tutor Hogwarts resident bully: Jeon Jungkook

ModernHogwarts!Jungkook

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💙 Teaser

💙 Chapter 1 - Intro

💙 Chapter 2 - vocab words

💙 Chapter 3 - ew ew ew

💙 Chapter 4 - On The Loose

💙 Chapter 5 - I think I hear it

💙 Chapter 6 - #2 pencils

💙 Chapter 7 - non-cinnamon roll problems

💙 Chapter 8 - Excilant

💙 Chapter 9 - laxatives

💙 Chapter 10 - i hate my tutor

💙 Chapter 11 - With flair

💙 Chapter 12 - it’s crazy

💙 Chapter 13 - Just look at the test

💙 Chapter 14 - What’d you do to it

💙 Chapter 15 - HES GONE ROGUE

💙 Chapter 16 - Tolerance = friendship

💙 Chapter 17 - OH NO

💙 Chapter 18 - Let him braid

💙 Chapter 19 - She’s just my tutor

💙 Chapter 20 - I forbid it

💙 Chapter 21 - House Elf Church

💙 Chapter 22 - He’s a bully

💙 Chapter 23 - dead goldfish

💙 Chapter 24 - are you dumb now?

💙 Chapter 25 - Crochet Jungkook

💙 Chapter 26 - partake in this activity

💙 Chapter 27 - honey pot

💙 Chapter 28 - rub my head

💙 Chapter 29 - 🚽

💙 Chapter 30 - He’s.. shy

💙 Chapter 31 - I’m sorry, Taehyung

💙 Chapter 32 - Do you want to be my boyfriend?

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the habits of a broken heart.

☾ genre : soulmates au, unrequited love, art student!JK, english student!Y/N, angst, fluff, subtle enemies to lovers

☾ pairing : jeon jungkook x reader

☾ summary : jungkook and you are soulmates. so says the matching crescent moons on both your wrists. however, things are never as easy as they seem, and you are quick to learn that falling in love with someone who does not believe in love is a one-way ticket to heartbreak. 

alternatively,

“You still are, you know. Worth it.” You release a shaky breath. “But I was stupid to think that I am too.”

☾ word count: 26.3k (my biggest one yet!)

☾ author’s note: this took forever oh my gosh! i really hope you like it! it’s my first time writing such a big single piece, and trying a different style. thank you so much for your support, always! please let me know what you think ♡

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“Taken”

SugarDaddy!Hongjoong X F!Reader

Synopsis: Swipe right and now you’re bounded to the devil himself.

genre and warnings: smut, kinks, petnames, slight degradation, angst if you squint, some fluff in the end, and overall dom,possessive!hongjoong

word count: 8.1k

a/n: this is based from these headcannon ATEEZ as your Sugar Daddy. this was requested and is 18+ so pls minors, dni. 

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You sighed for nth time today, fingers getting numb from the never-ending left swiping of the profiles that the dating app shows you.

Why are you on a dating app, you ask? No, it’s not to find a date, what you need is someone who can pay for your academic fees in exchange of something that is akin to their sweet release.

In other words, sugar daddy.

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fwb w mark ??

Hiii, can I request a mark fic, college fwb!au, smut, fluff and ANGST cause I barely read an AU like that, mark is a senior and y/n is a junior, that's all thanksss

Your eyes drop on your hand as Mark holds it, sending his warmth to you. You can’t help but smile at how enthusiastic he is when he talks about coding. Your major is not computer science and you know absolutely nothing about code languages, yet it’s still nice to listen to him sharing his interests with you.

“Like I was trying to run this new program, but something was wrong and-”

You glance up to see what makes him stop so suddenly, only to see his ex-girlfriend approaching the two of you from a distance. Mark’s thumb has also stopped rubbing the back of your hand. You squeeze his hand to grab his attention again.

“What’s going on?” You ask.

Mark doesn’t hear you, and you’re literally sitting so close that you can count every one of his lashes. As you’re about to repeat the question, his ex has already stood in front of you. She smiles slightly and honestly, you have to admit she’s gorgeous even though you don’t have the best impression of her.

“Can we talk for a minute?”

You don’t have to ask to know the question was directed at Mark. He looks almost shocked, as though the principal has just particularly proposed to him a job at Apple.

“Oh, uh-”

His face is full of bewilderment, and you’d definitely laugh at him if the situation was different. He twisted his head, looking at you.

“I’m gonna go get something.” You say quickly.

“But-”

You don’t let him finish, unlocking his hand on yours and stalk off. You pass a group of three people laughing animatedly as you walk down a pathway of the campus, heading toward a convenient store. Despite the indifference you’re trying to mask, curiosity is stirring your insides like a turbulence.

You met Mark when he just broke up with his ex and needed a good fuck since he was so depressed after it. It took him a month to fully get over the relationship, and now after a year has passed, you don’t even know if he’s ready for another one. Neither do you really understand why he wants to be friends with benefits when you honestly don’t consider yourself as an experienced person in bed. He always takes the lead and seems to be happy with it.

But you’d be lying if you say you don’t feel yourself gradually falling for him. If perfection is a person, it would be Mark—at least to you. Although he doesn’t need to notice every detail about you, he’s made it his responsibility to take care of your needs, both physically and mentally. Like the way he wraps your wound when you accidentally hurt yourself, or just simply listens to you when you have a shitty day.

Truth is, you still feel like a rebound.

Shoving the insecurity screaming in your head away, you pick two watermelon juice bottles in the fridge and stroll toward the cashier. Mark’s favorite things are likely also yours now. You really have to stop drowning in this stupid thing unless you want to get your heart broken eventually.

Grabbing the bottles with both hands, you walk back to the bench you were sitting at, hoping their conversation has ended. You know you haven’t been gone that long, yet you also think that they genuinely don’t have anything to talk for long. And you’re probably wrong.

You stop in your tracks when you see Mark’s ex wrap her arms around him, pressing her cheek on his chest. His hands are at his sides, and while you feel relief pooling in your chest, it briskly vanishes like a balloon popped. Mark is hesitant but he eventually hugs her back, slightly patting her back with his hand.

You were planning to get dicked down tonight. How wonderful.

You wait until they pull away and for her to go before continuing your steps. Your heart is drumming loudly against your ribcage as though it’s about to explode.

Mark grins when he sees you, and you hand him one bottle. His smile widens.

“Okay, let’s go.”

He turns and starts walking, but then pivots on his heels when you don’t follow him. There’s a frown now creasing his forehead instead of the grin stretching his face.

“What’s wrong?” He walked back to you, staring straight into your eyes as if he could read your mind.

You blink, taken aback by how close he is to you. “Oh, I just remember I have some readings to do at the library.”

His scowl deepens. “Readings? Your finals just ended.”

“Yeah, but I just really need to do this one now.” You lie blatantly.

Mark takes your chin by his fingers and tilts your head slightly. “Don’t lie to me. You’re not that enthusiastic about studying, especially reading materials.”

His grip tightens when you remain silent. “What’s wrong with you? I thought we’re spending time together tonight.”

You quietly let out a sigh at how serious he is about this. He looks concerned even and you feel bad for lying. Mark’s never lied to you before.

“Alright,” you say. “I’m just having some hard feelings about this. About us.”

“And what’s that?” He prompts.

“You really want me to spit it out?”

“How else am I gonna understand what you want to say?”

Your heart jumps to your throat as you look into his eyes. They look so pure and beautiful that you almost get lost in them. You glare at the ground instead. There’s no way you could say this while staring at him.

“I saw you hug her.” Your voice comes out as a whisper.

His hold on your chin loosens and you think he’s going to take his hand back. But then he grips harder, his other hand at the small of your back, pulling you closer.

“Are you jealous?” He asks, mischief and genuine curiosity glinting in his eyes.

You’re at a loss for words. Are you? And are you allowed to? Because you and him are not even official. God, what have you done? You shouldn’t have told him that.

“I-uh-”

You’re stammering when he smiles at you. “There’s nothing to be jealous of. She’s leaving town and just wanted to say goodbye. I don’t think I’ll ever meet her again.”

You’re still swamped with thoughts when he pulls you with him, walking toward the parking lot. Fuck, you must look stupid now. You feel so embarrassed that you’re tempted to dig a hole and bury yourself in right now.

Mark opens the door for you and gently pushes you inside when you reach his car. Then he rounds the vehicle and slides into the driver seat. He turns to look at you, delight obvious on his face. One of his hands cups your cheek as he inches closer.

“You’re so cute,” he says, intently observing your face.

“What-” you whisper. “Oh God, I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t-”

“Shh,” he puts a finger against your lips. “It’s okay.”

Then he leans in, capturing your lips with his. The kiss catches you off guard and your eyes widen before fluttering, your body melting under his touch. Mark kisses you softly first, then sucking at your bottom lip more greedily. His hand grabs the back of your neck while the other is roaming over your body.

“Fuck,” he breathes. “You taste so good. But your pussy tastes even better.”

You moan as he presses his thumb against your nipple over your lacy bra. His mouth is all over your neck, sucking and biting.

“You don’t know how much I love that sound.”

Even though it feels so fucking good how he’s touching you, but you know for sure if things go further, the car would absolutely rattle.

“Mark,” you moan again and he groans. “We can’t do it here.”

A growl vibrates his chest as he places the final bite on your neck, licking it afterward. His eyes find your face and a smirk curls his lips. “You know I’d fuck you harder if we’re in a more private place.”

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jealousy (M)

pairing: Mark (NCT) + you (reader)

genre: almost step siblings; messy and chaotic; smut

word count: 16.4k (another one that feels much longer than it is)

summary: You never expected to form a bond with Mark; a friendship that became love no matter how much you fought it. There’s just one problem - his father is dating your mother. Mark made you a promise. When they break up, the two of you can finally be together, but when your parents get engaged, things slowly but surely start to fall apart.

warnings: strong language; marijuana and alcohol use; a very brief drunken fist fight between boys; explicit sexual content

a/n: listening to jealousy by always never; this is a one-shot, there will be no sequels; check the masterlist in my description for other one-shots in this collection; happy reading!

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Prove it

Genre: smut Words: 2.232 Prompt: Mark with a big dick x reader

Warnings: oral (m receiving), deepthroating, lots of spit, facial, slight cumplay, Mark Lee monster cock, worshiping Mark’s monster cock

A/N: This was supposed to be way shorter, I have no idea how it got this out of hand, I blame @ncteaxhoe

Taglist: @sly-merlin, @yokshi-unbeliebubble, @lenaluvs, @waffletaeng, @nctflix, @thatanonymousgirl-as14, @leejenoanti, @chenlewifey, @dendenluvsbubu, @n0hyuck, @team-seojun, @bebskyy, @ahsshilee-me, @markistheloveofmylife, @onyourm-ork, @freezerandfame, @sunshinedhyuck, @seomisaho, @thesebootsaremadeforstalking, @poutypoutybin, @cookydream, @chitaphrrrr, @justanotherkpopstanlol, @aprilpari, @flowerboykun​

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Sunday Kind of Love : Frat Mark

⇢ Synopsis: Mark is fine with having a crush on the girl in the library. He’s fine watching her from afar. And he’s fine with never speaking a word to the girl who he spends many nights chasing in his dreams. But fate, and a few nosey frat brothers, think Mark would be much better if he was forced to talk to the cute girl from the library that he can’t seem to get out of his head. 

⇢ Pairing: Mark x fem!reader  ⇢ Genre: slow burn, comedy, smut after 30k of pining. ⇢ Warnings: inexperienced/soft reader, frat nct, extreme pining, tooth hurting sweetness, the softest boy in the world, a love so pure it’s going to hurt you, oral (f/m receiving), dry humping, tiddie worship, multiple orgasms, switchy/no bdsm role Mark, etc… ⇢ Word Count: 35.7k ⇢ Tropes/AU’s: Frat au!, slow burn, soft boy x sweet girl, library romance, frat found family, general frat shenanigans, etc…

⇢ fic music inspo: Sweet boi (chevvy) - Flaming hot cheetos (clairo) - Pink bubblegum (lavi) - Sunday Kind of Love  (Etta James) -  I’m Yours  (Jason Mraz)

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Watch Me

summary: you pick up the voyeuristic habit of watching your neighbor that never closes his curtains and whose face you never see. on an unrelated note, you start dating the cute barista from down the street that also happens to live in the building across from yours. what could happen?

length: 14,633 words

tags: non-idol au, voyeurism, masturbation, snowballing, squirting, blowjobs

The first time was an accident. Absolutely and completely an accident.

How were you supposed to just not look out your apartment window at the gorgeous sunset unfurling over the city? And it’s hardly your fault that your eyes were drawn to the glow of a window almost directly across from yours in the narrow gap between your building and the next building of your complex. The window was probably one level below yours, so as your eyes were drawn down toward the warm yellow glow, you could see clearly down into the room.

Most other windows on that building facing you were dark, curtains drawn or nobody home, but this window was illuminated, eye-catching.

And the windows in your building as well as in that one across from you were all floor-to-ceiling windows, giving you a wide view. You only gave that window a cursory look, able to make out a tiny stretch of floor and then approximately the bottom half of a bed. And a man lying naked on that bed, his head out of sight of the window, but the rest of him definitely within sight. Particularly, what drew your eye the most was the placement of his hand, stroking away on his erection.

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dive

PAIRING: mark lee x fem!reader

GENRE: smut, 1.8k words

WARNINGS: night public pool sex, unprotected sex, fingering and oral (fem receiving)

“i’m not coming in there.”

“but you said it was one of your biggest fantasies to fuck in a pool,” you whined, splashing water to your best friend, who was still covered with his clothes.

“yeah, but not when it’s fucking freezing!”

mark exclaimed with a firm conviction as if you suggested something out of this world. you rolled your eyes before swimming over to the edge.

“c'mon, mark.”

you were a very persuasive person, mark knew that, your words clouding his thoughts in no time, never breaking eye contact for even a second.

“when are we getting another opportunity like this? never. not in a few months at least. so come on.”

“it’s cold,” he protests weakly, “… and people might see.”

you chuckle, “that hits two of your kinks isn’t it?”

“oh shut up.” heat burning his cheeks with embarrassment.

“we’ll be all over each other any minute now. i think that’s enough body heat to beat the cold.”

fucking in the pool and possibly getting caught? oh, he’s doomed.

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The Big Cats| JJK

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summary: The big cats, that`s what the whole country calls you two, the biggest Mafia king and Queen in the country, mortal enemies and the last male and female Amur Leopard hybrids alive, what happens when you are summoned by the National Wildlife Preservation Facility to save your kind? 

genre: Angst(?), smut, Mafia Jungkook, Amur leopard hybrid Jungkook.

pairing: Jungkook x female reader! Ft Jimin

warnings: corruption, illegal stuff, mafia talks, oc and Jungkook hate each other, biting, oral sex(female and male receiving) pussy slapping, Fingering,blood licking, impregnation kink, sexual tension, hints of daddy kink, protective Jungkook

words: 10.5K

The big cats, that`s what the city knew you two as, the biggest and the most powerful mafia king and queen in the entire country and the last Amur Leopard hybrids in the whole entire world and you two could’ve taken over the world if you worked together emphasis on “IF” here please. Working together was out of the question, you two didn’t even look each other`s way and if by mistake you two look at each other, the urge to vomit all over your expensive shoes even during a gun fight gets out of hand. The mafia families despised each other like no other; both you and Jungkook would take a bullet straight on your knees instead of just talking to each other. It all started when some time ago, Jungkook was caught in a mix with some military official; he was of course his good acquaintance, Jungkook had some business to deal with him so he invited him to one of his hundreds of bars in the area, VIP lounge, red leather sofas making a gorgeous contrast with the overall black look of the club.

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7:32Pm

Warnings: Royalty Au, Prince!Seonghwa, Dom!Seonghwa, Sub!Reader, unprotected sex (buckle up before you ride!), use of pet names (darling,kitten.), praise kink, breeding kink, let me know if i missed anything!

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“You take me so good darling~”

“Shh..we must be quiet, we wouldn’t want anyone else to hear your lovely moans.”

This was not how you pictured spending your day in the castle, but here you were. You were the second in command of the maids and it was your job to help the prince with whatever he so desired. Mostly that included being his personal secretary, helping him get ready and go with him on outings.

Prince Seonghwa took a liking to you right away and started gifting you things, jewelry and dresses when you went out together, dinners with just the two of you and many more. So much so that it became a running joke between you and the Queen that she wanted you to marry her son instead of the ‘ragtailed nobles’ they had previously met.

Today was a day that someone those nobles came with their daughters, who were immediately all over the prince, practically shoving you out the way when you tried to introduce him to them. It annoyed you and you could tell it annoyed the prince too, so much so that he grabbed your arm and yanked you away. You could hear the girls whining to their parents and getting scolded for overwhelming the prince. You were confused when he pulled you into one of the closets but didn’t really have time to ask questions as his lips were on yours as soon as he closed the door.

Which is how you ended up in the position you were in now,dressed hiked up, legs wrapped around the prince's waist as he drilled into you. Seonghwa’s face was buried in your neck, placing kisses on your neck. “So fucking good. Feels so fucking good darling, " He groaned out, feeling you squeeze around his cock. "God, I want you...only you." 

You laid your head back against the wall, a moan falling from your lips. "I-i'm already yours..your highness-" "No. I want all of you, I want you standing beside me. Being my princess, my queen. No one else." He says, raising his head to place a kiss on your lips. "I don't want anyone else to see you like I see you." He kisses you once again, picking the pace of his thrusts up. You moan into the kiss, feeling Seonghwa's grip tighten on your thighs. 

He was fucking up against the wall and yoy pretty sure who ever was in the next room could probably hear the two of you. "Please, Please Darling, Let me put a baby in you.." He groaned, lowering his head back down to your neck "You would look so good. And my mother would have no choice but to let me marry you." 

"B-but your highness you have suitors-"

"Fuck them. I only want you. Now give me an answer darling. I need one now." He demanded and you nodded. "Your words. I don't want to have to punish you for disobeying me~" You could barely speak, your words were getting caught in your throat. "Y..yes please. I want to have a child with you..only you-" Seonghwa smirks as his thrusts become agressive and you could no longer hide your moans. 

Cries of his name left your lips as you felt your orgasm hurdling forward. Seonghwa growled at you clenched around him, his grip moving from your thighs to your ass. "Yes, go ahead and let it go kitten, your prince has got you." Seonghwa's words were enough to send you over the edge. You let out a loud moan of his name, your legs feeling weak.

Seonghwa wasn't that far behind, groaning out your name and shooting ropes of cum deep into you.

The two of you were left panting until a sudden knock on the door scared the both of you.

"Hwa! when you're finished with your Wife, i would like to take my new daughter-in-law dress shopping!"

Seonghwa felt his cheeks heat up and you laughed lightly.

"I guess we should go get ready.."

"Definitely."