Pairing Steve Rogers x Reader Rating: Explicit - 18+ only Prompt: Hi there! I loved resolution! Can I request one where the reader usually wears contacts, but runs out and wears her glasses and Steve realizes he has a thing for the naughty librarian look? Total smut. (requestedby @ballerinafairyprincess) WordCount: 2.1k Genre: NSFW/SMUT Warnings: Oral sex (female receiving) and unprotected sex. [Sex is safer with a wrapper. Use condoms, folks.] Author’sNote: I don’t take requests for the moment, but this one has been sent to me after I’ve started posting on this blog, so I thought I could write it and I actually like the prompt. Hope you like it too, though. xx
You dragged your feet to the kitchen of the Avengers compound, setting a pile of files and books on the counter. Sighing, you reached for the coffee pot and poured yourself a mug. You hummed a long soft moan as you swallowed the hot drink and you leaned against the fridge, looking down and drinking until a certain famous Russian redhead came in.
“I didn’t know you wore glasses,” Natasha smiled and she poured herself a cup of coffee.
“I woke up late and I didn’t have time to put in contacts.” You whined, clinging to the rest of the steaming hot liquid and you breathed it in.
“You know what they say about men loving women wearing glasses,” she obviously quipped and you rolled your eyes playfully.
“Yeah, of course. Everybody likes the nerd, right?” You chuckled and Steve walked in, joining Natasha behind the counter. “Hi, Steve,” you greeted, watching as his body tensed up when he heard your voice.
“Y/N,” his smile faded away as he noticed the device perching on the top of the bridge of your nose. “Glasses? You told me you hate them.”
“I do, but I had no choice. Nat will explain… Sorry, guys, I’ve got a lot of work waiting,” you took back your papers, walking past him with a smile. “See you later, Captain.”
Peter and you had pretended that what you had been calling in your head “The Incident” never happened. He never repeated the words of “I always worry about you”, you never held his arm in your grip for more than a mere few seconds, he never cradled your face with his hands, and you never realized you loved him. To the two of you, it was like the day never existed.
You both moved on, acting as you normally would, but you were much more conscious of your actions. You thought Peter was, too. You didn’t act on impulse and grab his arm, or hand, or lean into him without thinking. And he didn’t leave you with small touches as he walked past you in the hallway, or ask constantly with a blatant worried expression how you were doing.
And you didn’t mind. You were best friends, not lovers. You didn’t mind.
“What’s up with you and Peter?” Ned suddenly appeared next to you as you stood in line to get on the bus, ready for the school field trip to take up the day of classes.
“I- what?” You asked, looking at him confusedly. You weren’t sure why he was asking this.
“You and Peter. You guys have been acting weird around each other lately. What happened?”
You still looked at him, confused. “Nothing happened. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Did you tell him you liked him or something, because-”
“Shhh!” You hushed him immediately, placing your hands over his mouth. “Someone could hear you!”
He grabbed your wrists, removing them from his mouth, but still holding onto them. “Just tell him already,” he said, quieter this time.
“You know I can’t do that, Ned,” you replied back, furrowing your eyebrows.
You loved him, you loved him, you loved him.
You tried to push the thought out of your mind, and you had been trying to do so ever since “The Incident”. But with the words continuously repeating in your head, day in and day out, you didn’t think they would ever leave.
“Hey guys,” you heard Peter’s voice from behind you and whipped your head towards him, worried about how much of the conversation he had heard. As you and Ned both looked at him, he met neither of your eyes. His were trained one where Ned’s hands were clasped around your wrists.
You turned your eyes back to look at Ned, and both of your eyes widened when you realized what Peter was staring at. He let you rip your wrists from his grasp, and he shoved his hands into his pockets after letting yours go. You looked down at the ground nervously.
“What’s up?” Ned spoke, looking at Peter. You took a few seconds to compose yourself before looking at him too. His eyebrows were furrowed as he looked between the two of you.
“Uh, nothing, I just,” he didn’t look either of you in the eye. “Ned, want to sit with me on the bus?”
You bit your lip. You remembered that you and Peter had agreed to sit on the bus together just last week. You didn’t say anything when Ned said, “Sure.”
You looked down at the ground as Ned moved in front of you to stand next to Peter, and you were stood behind them as they spoke in lightning speed between them. That was never how it was with you and Peter. The two of you would speak slowly, listening intently to each other’s words to not miss even a detail of what was said.
You liked it that way. You liked how Peter would furrow his eyebrows lightly, biting his lip as he stared at you, looking as if he was concentrating to all of his ability, solely on you. You liked how he would murmur little “mhm”s as you would go on, and he would only start speaking when he was sure you were done. You liked how he listened to you.
It was a vast difference from seeing him now, and you wondered which way he preferred: fast-paced with Ned, or slow-paced with you. You always thought he preferred how he spoke with you, but now, seeing him grin with Ned as they easily threw words back at each other within seconds, you weren’t so sure.
You looked down at the ground sadly. You never remembered feeling so lonely before, especially with Peter always making sure to include you in everything. You turned around and walked out of the line without saying anything to the two boys who seemed to not even notice you leave. You glanced behind your shoulder as you were walking away, but you were only greeted by the sight of Peter still grinning at Ned.
“Hey, (Y/N),” you heard a voice say ahead of you and you looked up to see Michelle waiting in line, a few people back from where you previously stood, with a book in her hands.
“Oh, hey,” you forced a smile on your face, but the only thought that was bombarding your mind was,
You love him. He doesn’t love you. You love him. He doesn’t love you.
“Want to sit with me?” She asked, a knowing smile on her face. You gave her a real smile in response, moving into the space next to her.
“Thanks, MJ,” you said softly, head leaning back down to aim at the floor.
“He looked back at you,” she said, opening her book and beginning to read it. She stared down at it as you lifted your head to stare at her.
“What?” You asked, confused.
“Peter,” she elaborated, and your heart sped up at the mention of his name.
You needed to get this under control.
“What about Peter?” You asked, looking ahead of the line at him and Ned, where you saw them still talking.
“He looked back at you when you turned around and came my way.”
Your eyes widened the smallest bit. You didn’t want to believe her words so easily, because for all you could know, she was only telling you this to cheer you up. But still, you found your sadness deflate slightly.
“No, he didn’t,” you said, trying to convince yourself. “I turned around and looked. He was still talking to Ned.”
“Right when you turned around and started walking away,” she said. She was still looking at her book, but you weren’t so sure she was actually reading it. “He looked at you for a second. And when you turned around to look at him, he turned back around to Ned.”
“I, uh,” you stumbled over your words, not quite knowing what to think.
Why hadn’t he said anything? You and Peter would always be immediate to speak up if noticing something was wrong with the other. Neither of you ever hesitated on that. So why had he today?
“He looked at me,” you said monotonously, but Michelle knew it was a question. She knew you needed to hear it again.
“He looked at you,” she replied. She looked up from her book for a few moments to meet your eyes. “He looked a little worried to me, if I’m being honest.” She quirked her eyebrow at you for a quick second, smirking lightly, before looking back down at her book.
You looked back down to the ground, thinking.
But why didn’t he say anything?
*************************** I know it may seem like it’s taking a while for them to get together (or will they end up together?), but I want to make sure it’s realistic enough. After being friends for years, neither of them would want to chance ruining their friendship so easily by confessing after not being completely sure about themselves—and each other—yet. I hope you guys understand that! Let me know what you guys think of this one and voice your opinions! Whether they’re good or bad, I want to hear them! Requests are open, and if you guys want to send something from a prompt list I reblog, please let me know which list you’re asking from!
This is rather chaotic as I’ve put it together real quick and I’ve plenty favorites - I might add more as I remember or as I go through my reading (some are finished, some are on-going). For now though …
More and more Quileute tribe members were shifting uncontrollably from human to wolf due to the oncoming mass of vampires. The older members were all helping the cubs understand how to work their new ability without hurting themselves or someone else. Sam was especially adamant on that fact, he didn’t want anyone repeating his mistake.
Warnings: ass play, oral (receiving), exhibitionism (?), dom!kookie, SMUT.
Word Count: 2,980
Summary: You were bored. Stuck at home all night with nothing to do, so you decided to call up a friend and politely invite yourself over for a movie night, and you’d bring all the treats. Who could say no to that?
Me: hey, dipshit. What are you doing tonight?
Muscle Pig: ???? rude. Just watching movies at the dorm, the guys are out this evening.
Me: aw. Still can’t play with the big boys? Tell you what, why don’t I come over and keep you company?
Muscle Pig: Wow ok. You can come over if you’re bored. No need to pretend it’s for my sake. We both know you want to be alone with me >:)
Me: Ew, please. Anyway, I’ll be over in 15… and because I’M helping YOU out ok????
Muscle Pig: mmmmmmhmmmmm sure ok, got it *wink wink* whatever you say. See you soon.
You trudged down the hall to the boys’ dorm, arms carrying at least half a dozen bags filled with popcorn, candy, chips and every other snack necessary for a movie night. To be completely honest, you weren’t here for the overgrown man-child. You’ve been feeling frustrated as of late, the responsibilities of work and school weighing down on you and not giving you time to, well let off some steam.
It’s been about… six months? Yea, that seems about right.With no time to get into a relationship, a one night stand was seeming more and more tempting. You pushed your thoughts aside and set the bags down in front of the door. You entered the passcode and stepped inside the boys’ dorm.
“Kook! Where are you? Come help me!” You yelled from the entrance. You heard him pause whatever was playing, and soon he was standing, or rather, towering over you.
“Well, hello to you too.” he quipped, his signature smirk plastered on his face. He grabbed a few of the bags you brought and walked back into the dorm, leaving you by the door. You huffed as you removed your coat and shoes, picked the rest up, and followed him into the kitchen. “What did you buy? It’s just the two of us why did you bring the entire store?”
Rolling your eyes, you pulled out a few sweets and popcorn, getting ready for your movie night. Once you had everything ready, you met Jungkook on the couch, and began watch the rest of the comedy he had on. Jungkook looked over at you, two bags of candy in your hands as you watched the movie. He chuckled at your behaviour, and reached over to the coffee table to grab a bag for himself.
“Wow noona, you really love candy huh?” he said as he watched you pour half a box of Skittles into your mouth. “I’m kind of glad you brought them though, I didn’t realize how much of a sweet tooth I had until you came over.”
You turned and gave him a small smile, though the one returned to you seemed to have hidden intentions. You pulled the small blanket up your body as you continued to watch, the chilly autumn weather now seeping in. Damn, why did I have to forget my heating blanket? You thought as you started shivering under Jungkook’s throw. The shorts and t-shirt you had on proving to be a bad idea. You then felt a hand around your wrist, pulling you with such force that you have no choice but to comply. You end up on Jungkook’s lap, hearing him mutter something about body heat and science.
The position you’re in isn’t the most comfortable, your legs ended up straddling one of his surprisingly large and firm thighs, but the heat was nice so you stayed. Besides, you kind of liked how his thigh felt, not that you would ever admit that out loud. Jungkook started complaining about not seeing properly, and moved you to the side, as you shifted yourself so he could see. The movement had you rubbing against his thigh in the best way, and before you could stop it, a breathy moan escaped your lips.
series warnings: mature themes, strong language, violence, substance abuse, eventual smut. this chapter contains graphic content such as mental physical abuse, violence, blood, gore, dead bodies, grief and death
Anon: Can you please do one where lance is self-doubting and staying up really late and training? Like he gets really sick from not sleeping. Like can’t keep anything down sick. It’s okay if you don’t want to do or you already did this already. Please and thank you!
Anon: Maybe something where Lance is getting berrated (idk why) and Keith comes to his defense like in intensness or something.
A/N: When I started writing this, I didn’t intend for it to be so dark. Hot damn. Deep shit ahead. Also, I’m horrible at pet-names. I tried to write from 3rd person Keith instead of omniscient so here we go ᕕ(ツ)ᕗ
It was a particularly depressing mission.
The Blue Paladin had to make a near-impossible choice. Surrender Voltron, or surrender a resource-heavy planet and all its inhabitants. Death wasn’t mentioned in either scenario, but it was very heavily implied. In the end, Lance made the choice to save Voltron on the basis that they would save many many other planets by defeating Zarkon in the long run.
But that didn’t mean a whole planet’s worth of deaths wasn’t weighing on his soul.
With your brother Archie and dad out of the house, you invite over Jughead. Quickly you let out your feelings for him, which leads to sex. But afterwards it seems that Jughead had changed his mind. In the following weeks you realize something, something that may change both of your lives.
With the recent murders in my hometown of
Riverdale I felt uncomfortable as I tried falling asleep with my brother,
Archie, and dad gone, visiting my mom in Chicago (a trip with I happily opted
out of). So I called the only person I
knew who would make me feel safe.
Soon enough I heard a knock on the front door. Running down stairs, I
opened up the door to Jughead. Pulling him into a hug, I thanked him for
coming. We made our way up to my bedroom, both laying down on the bed, turning
on the TV, to see what was on.
After a while of trying to find something good on TV, I moved from my
position with my head on Jugheads chest to siting up.
am so bored,” I whined to him. “There is nothing on this stupid TV and there’s
nothing to do.”
Jughead laughed, “Of course there isn’t, it’s 1 am.”
With that I let out a sigh, dramatically
falling onto Jugheads, still laying body. Finally an idea came to me. This might just be
the perfect time to make my move. The move where I finally let Jughead know I’ve
had a crush on him since the 3rd grade, when he told me I could play
with Archie and him, even though Archie tried kicking me out… my knight in
shining armor. I tried getting over it,
I really did. He was my brother’s best friend, and a matter of fact my best
friend too, I couldn’t ruin I and make everything awkward. I made myself do all
the things to try to get as far away from him as possible; I even went as far
as to join the River Vixens Freshman year. But I guess it was hopeless. I could
barely keep my eyes off him tonight, due to his shirtless body, his excuse
being that it was “too hot”. I just
wanted to pounce.
I finally realized Jughead had been trying to get my attention, but I
had just been staring of into space. Well I needed to tell him, I decided.
However, I had my fingers crossed that he felt the same way.
Still on top of him, I sat up, making it so that I was straddling him,
then I began to speak, “Jughead, I, uh, I need to tell you something. Just let
me talk and then you can tell me how you feel. I- I’ve been in love you since
the 3rd grade. I’ve tried to push these feelings down, I really
have, but I just can’t. I just couldn’t keep this from you any longer. I completely
understand if you don’t feel that way. Just tell me and I’ll never mention it
to you again. I-,” suddenly you were cut off.
Jughead had leaned up and kissed me. I basked in the feeling of his warm
lips on mine, however it did not last as long as I would have liked.
“That’s a yes, I like you too,” he
Smiling we kissed again, with Jughead suddenly
flipping us over, making it so he was on top. After that he put his hands on my waist,
slowly raising them under my shirt, as mine made their way to his neck. Our
kiss became more intense, our lips battling one another over dominance, but I
already knew it was a losing battle. His lips slowing moved to my neck, sucking
on it, leaving what I am sure would be clearly visible hickeys. Once he reached
a certain spot, I couldn’t hold in the noises anymore, letting out a moan. I
could feel Jughead smirking against my skin, and it seemed my noises pushed him
further and he quickly, separated himself to take my shirt off, thankfully he
was already shirtless.
we began to kiss again, I realized that even though this was slightly awkward,
Jughead clearly knew what he was doing and ourbodys seemed to fit perfectly
together. I could feel his hard on against your leg growing, which just made me
want him more, causing to begin to grind up into him, causing him to let a
barely there moan. Quickly he began to take off my bra, and move his lips down
to my nipples. He focus on sucking the right when, as his hand moved to the
other. He made quick work of going back and forth until finally he seemed to have
enough. Separating himself from me he began to talk of my pants, and I started
to undo his belt buckle. He made quick work of my pants, standing up and
pulling the all the way off my legs, along with my panties. Quickly doing the
same to his jeans and boxers afterwards.
back on top of me, he began to kiss me again. Slowly his hands worked their way
down my body. Once he reached my core he looked up into my eyes checking to see
if I was okay with this. I quickly nodded; I was dying to feel something.
Slowly he began to put one, then two in, moving the slowly in and out. I could
tell he was teasing me, from the smug grin on his face, listening to my
having enough of his teasing I begged him, “Please, faster.”
Thankfully, having mercy on me he began to speed up. Keeping up the
pace, I started getting close to my orgasm, but suddenly he stop. Despite my
anger of not being allowed to cum, I knew what he was going to do which made it
Jughead looked up at me, while he lined himself up to my core and slowly
began to push in. God, was he big, I wasn’t a virgin, but I had definitely
never been with a guy who had as much as he did, causing it to slightly hurt as
he pushed himself in. I grabbed onto his biceps, digging crevices with my nails
as he finally was all the way in. After a second he slowly began moving in and
out, creating a natural rhythm.
I could see he was restraining himself
from going as fast as he wanted to, just so he could make sure I was
comfortable first, “It’s ok, you can go faster.”
After my words he became ramping up his
pace. As he began to hit just the spot I cried out, moving my hands to his
scratch his back. He clearly got the message, he just that place as fast and
hard as he could. He wanted to make sure I came before he did, so he moved his
hand down to by clit, quickly rubbing it.
Before I knew it I was there, moaning out
his name. A seconds after I came, he also did too. As he pulled out, he rolled off, pulling me
into his arms. It was already late, and with such a workout, we both quickly
I awoke to Jughead, getting out of bed
and beginning to get dressed. I looked at my clock seeing that it was only 4
am, I wondered where he was going.
Sitting up I asked, “Leaving so soon, where are you going? It’s still
I seemed to have surprised him and he quickly turned to me, with a look
on his face I couldn’t quite make out.
“I, um, I need to leave. Us… This was a
mistake, it never should have happened. I’m sorry,” he quickly spoke, trying to
avoid looking in my eyes.
Tears started coming to my eyes. How
could he say that? I thought he felt the same way. This was Jughead, were
talking about, he wasn’t one ot say something then take it back.
“Th-that’s not true. You said you liked
me too,” I began.
“Yes it is, I completely regret this
happening. Now I have to go. I’ll see you at school or something” he said and
with that he was out the door.
How could this happen? I quickly called
the only 2 people I could think of.
Soon enough Betty and Veronica arrived. I
quickly told them what had happened through my tears. Veronica, being who she
is threatened to make him regret every being born, making me laugh. For the
rest of that night that was there goal, making me laugh and realize I am better
lunch a few weeks later, Veronica, Betty, Kevin, and me were all sitting
outside the school at our usually picnic table. We had been talking about boys
again. So of course Jughead came up. We were all still baffled by the fact that
he acted the way he did.
“Well at least he wore a condom, so you
can’t have his evil demon spawn,” Kevin said trying to lighten to mood.
Everyone burst out laughing, except for
me. He did wear a condom… didn’t he? I
tried thinking back to that night. I quickly realized that I had no condoms, in
my room and unless Jughead was just carrying one around with him, it meant that
he hadn’t worn one. As soon as that realization came to me, I quickly sat up
beginning to sprint into the school, running past both my brother and Jughead,
who were headed to the table.
At the table everyone looked around, with
Kevin saying, “I thought it was funny, I wasn’t trying to hurt her feeling.”
Quickly the two girls thought about it
and realized there was a reason I was running, and it wasn’t because Kevin hurt
my feeling. Suddenly they jumped up too, running after me.
A/N: ALRIGHTY YALL! This one gets a lil wild!
😭 But it was super fun to write! I hope you guys like it! ENJOY! - Delilah ❤️ By the way, I added in a hidden Marvel character, let’s see if you guys can find them! (;
Request: Anon- Jeff request please! “She’s not my girl”, could you make it like something reader overheard? For example she passes her friends, the jocks, on the way to class. But not before she heard Justin say something like, “look Atkins, it’s your girl” And she get’s upset because they’re not dating, but they’re not not-dating either. And she’s upset and mad at school, but he’s her ride home. Then in the car, could reader be petty at first like Jeff asking, bad day at school/practice? And she’s like nope! And he puts his hand on her thigh when he’s driving as she pulls away so he’s like “oh so you’re mad at me?” And he won’t leave until she tells him.
Warnings: None I don’t think. A little swearing, Justin being kinda pervy, Jeff being too adorable for words. I think that’s it.
A/N. Thanks for the request! I’m sorry this took me so long, but I loved writing this one :) I summarized the request, but I feel like I got the gist. I should be answering requests a little more frequently now that I’m getting back in the flow so feel free to keep sending them in. Alright guys, you ready? Enjoy!
(Y/n) hummed to herself as she walked down the hallways, practically skipping as she made her way towards her second period class, weaving through the crowded hallways that usually angered her without a care in the world. She had crashed at Jeff’s last night, after a Fast and Furious marathon had run late, and had skipped first to go home and shower. She had been thinking about skipping the whole day, but she had a chem test in third and couldn’t afford to miss it.
Even the thought of covalent bonds couldn’t dampen her good mood. Things had finally happened between her and Jeff last night. The movie marathon had begun as a friend thing, with Clay, Hannah, and Tony over as well to spend the rainy day watching television and hanging out. As the day had changed to night, first Tony, then Hannah and Clay had excused themselves to finish the last of their weekend homework and get to bed early, leaving (y/n) alone with Jeff. He had merely shrugged once the others had left, flashed a breathtaking smile, and asked if she wanted pizza or chinese for dinner.
The two had been casual friends forever, the way kids in small towns all knew each other, but over the last few months (y/n) had noticed things start to change between her and Jeff. He was no longer the awkward, gangly kid with braces who collected baseball cards, and she was pretty sure he had felt the shift too. Suddenly there was a lot more touching, a lot more teasing, late nights spent texting and lunch periods spent sharing inside jokes. It was amazing. Everyone else had begun to notice too, teasing the both of them about the flirting and the ‘eye sex’, which they both resolutely denied. If anyone asked, they were just friends. But obviously (y/n) wanted more. And she was sure Jeff did too.
hiiii, here are a bunch of fics I’ve enjoyed and loved reading throughout the month of february. I recommend that you read these great fics in march, if you haven’t already. there are SO many good and unique AUs this round, so please check them out!!
(all fics with a star are my favorites and if there are two stars then it was a favorite favorite)
Harry is the world’s most persistent seduction-baker, a questionable dog-sitter, and Louis’s biggest fan. Louis hasn’t written in years, is trying to pass loneliness off as cynicism, and absolutely hates his fans. It’s probably destiny.
With seven years of blissful marriage behind them and four wonderfully unique kids to brag about, Harry and Louis seem to finally have life all figured out and under control. How much more real could it get?
Very real it turns out, when Harry reluctantly leaves home for a 5 day business trip leaving Louis to manage their rambunctious, hyperactive household. Do they really have it all under control or are they just faking it?
Featuring all the usual suspects, inside jokes, embarrassing moments and of course, Harry and Louis’ wild antics + the addition of their four equally wild and outrageous kids.
“You… you still have the dress form I got you for your eighteenth birthday? You’ve kept it for ten years, Harry?” Louis’ eyes flick around Harry’s studio. It’s big and modern, with floor to ceiling windows that help flood the room in bright sunlight, just like the lobby. However, he can’t stop staring at the faded, but present, heart surrounding the “H + L” written delicately in Louis’ handwriting in the center of the mannequin.
Louis is a songwriter who is nominated for a Grammy and he needs a suit. Fast. He seeks out help from a very popular, very mysterious designer who just so happens to be his ex-boyfriend.
[uh-kwiv-er] in a state of trepidation
or vibrant agitation; trembling; quivering
pairing— min yoongi x reader genre/warnings— smut (!!!), romance,
fluff???, the beginnings of angst, the foreshadowing is real…(sorry!) words—9,402
:: summary— Yoongi can’t remember the last time he was able to
successfully bring himself to the point of orgasm, then Namjoon gives him a
business card advertising ‘Healing Hands’, and that’s where he meets you;
pretty and innocent looking, who gets paid to provide hand jobs for a living…
note— inspired by the novella ‘The
Grownup’ by Gillian Flynn, literally just the main character’s past occupation
Plot: When you was kidnapped but your boyfriend Yoongi is one of the most influent boss in Seoul.
Words count: 1,9k
Warning: Slightly mention of blood;
For @esu333; i hope you like it! M.
Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner!
The italics part is a flashback!
The soft light was the only thing you could see. Choking, you had something down in your mouth, you tried to move but your attempts were completely useless. Between the folds of the hood you wore, you perceived blurred voices. Something, in your mind, continued to echo because they were particularly familiar.
Taking stock of the situation, you realized you were sitting. At least you weren’t dead, you thought in relief.
“Don’t try… There is no use Y/N ” Someone muttered into your ear; “I’m sorry… I asked them not to hurt you. ” He added with a low tone.
“KyunSoo?” You murmured, your voice emotionless.
“Really Y/N.. I would have preferred not to resort to this. ”
Your mind started racing, hectic and fast. If KyunSoo was in front of you, the reason could be just one. He had a score to settle with Yoongi.
Sighing, you start fidgeting in your chair but a hand gave a hard shoot on your head, provoking you a groan of pain.
“Stop Y/N.. don’t make things difficult. ” He warned you, but you did not have the slightest intention to listen to him.
No one could give orders to you.
The sounds around you were flushed and these makes you realize that you are locked into some soundproofed room. No one wanted to make you hear what was happening outside or to allow others to hear you.
Cursing softly you started rubbing your hands together, in a desperate attempt to pull them from the interweaving of ropes that held them tight.
“When they tie your hands with a triple knot, you can’t do anything but just broken two fingers of your hand and your wrist to set you free.”
Yoongi’s voice, in the days when he was explaining and repeating concepts familiar to him, it was not to any help at that time. Holding back the tears you tried once again to remove one of the two hands, but a violent blow against your chest stopped you instantly.
“This bitch,” someone unknown said vehemently; “Why don’t you just kill her??” The person added lost patience.
You did not recognize him, but you know he has no power over KyunSoo. He is the boss, he has always been. In your mind began to appear the memories of your days in College, you would never have thought he would become one of the most influential gangsters in the city.
He was sweet, friendly and charismatic. Now he was just known for the highest amount of deaths associated with his name.
“Did you have managed to reach him?” Kyunsoo asked, bored voice, and your heart will lose some beat.
You did not want Yoongi to be involved, you would rather die than put him in danger.
“Kyunsoo… What do you want from Yoongi? ” You asked, holding the hot tears that itched your eyes; “I can give you what you want. I have my money, I swear. ”
A broke sigh between you lips caused you a chill down your spine; because you know that nothing would have distracted him from his goal.
“What is mine, Y/n. I swear you won’t be hurt if he cooperates.”
“And if he won’t cooperate…?” You asked with another tremble into your voice, reprising the attempt to free your hands from the grip.
“You are going to die.”
Not that you were surprised by his words, you were well aware of how that world worked. And yet you did not care to die if the man you loved was safe.
His hands started to rush on your neck, laying on your hips while forcefully you were attracted, making crush your bodies. It was the first time that you let him bring so much to you. Always too far away but connected in ways you couldn’t explain.
“Do you know that if you stay with me, you could often risk your life?”
“I don’t care, Yoongi” You muttered onto his lips, without taking your eyes off his.
His eyes didn’t leave a moment, glided lenses on each stroke of your face, provoking you the most intense sensations ever.
“I promise you one thing, Y/N”. He added with a serious tone, cupping your face in his hands by tapering and delicate fingers.
A strange trait for the most feared of all boss in Seoul, but you had always loved his hands.
“What?” You raised an eyebrow in a curious expression.
“I would never let someone lay a finger on you. And if it, for a mere twist of fate, happen… They’ll no longer have their hands or their lives to do it again. ”
That particular moment in your relationship made space in your mind and a quite feeling invaded you. He would protect you, you could even hear that the situation would end soon.
So you renounced completely to free yourself from the ropes, your body is relaxed and even your heart slowed his beats. You felt completely different and it was the thought of Yoongi to help you; knowing he would save you.
“Y/N, are you okay?” The voice of Kyunsoo brought you back to reality and you shake your head, just too tired of that hood on your face.
The man in front of you understood the situation and decided that maybe wouldn’t have been a danger discovering your face. You were well aware of why you were there, seeing them in the face wouldn’t have changed anything.
The newfound “freedom” allowed you to understand, finally, where you were. There were not a lot of clues, the bare walls and just a desk where Kyunsoo was sitting, checking documents that you couldn’t see from where you are.
“He will hurt you. ” You were warning him, even if he did not deserve this at all.
His laughter filled the air immediately, while your eyes rested on him and you observed with disgust.
“I’m not afraid Y/N; not of him. ” He reassured, a frown amused onto his face.
“You should.” You added, still teasing him in pride.
One thing that you had understood of those men was just that; they were incredibly sensitive and proud. Hurting them at that point and they could become incredibly weak or ruthless killers.
“For now, your dearly beloved did not give signs of life.”
The posture in which you were started to hurt a few hours earlier, but you did not stoop to complaining. Your mouth was closed for that entire time, while your legs became weaker and weaker and the pain in your wrists grew.
Suddenly a dull thud made you to lift your face, turning towards the thick door that divided you from the rest of the world.
No shot, no amount of screaming. There were total silence and disappointment surrounded you because if it had been Yoongi the screaming would not be missed.
“Didn’t they tell you how to treat a woman? A woman that didn’t belong to you.” An icy voice, steeped in anger, rang out in the speakers making you lose a couple of heartbeats.
He was there, he had not broken his promise.
Kyunsoo began to look around, visibly frightened, by pulling the gun out of the holster inside his jacket. You smiled and began to experience a feeling different. For the first time, despite you always kept hidden your fear in front of Yoongi, you are not scared by the “work” of your man. For the first time, you are relieved, because otherwise, he would never be able to save you.
The door, only wall between you and freedom, collapsed after a few moments, perhaps thanks to a minimum dose of an explosive charge. The smoke filled the room, provoking you a slight coughing while your eyesight was completely blurred.
“Kyunsoo, I thought you were smarter than that.”
“Yoongi… One more step and I’ll kill her. ”
The barrel of the gun is pointed at your temple and you froze immediately, while the smoke was starting to branch.
“Yoongi …” Your whisper reached the man, standing at the door with the gun lowered against his side.
His gaze was completely emotionless on the outside. You were the only one who could see the anger that burst in his eyes and a shiver down your spine shook and assured you at the same time.
“Touch her again and I swear, Kyunsoo–” He began to mean with icy tone; “in less than three minutes you’ll be dead.”
“I die, she dies. You know I’m a trigger happy, don’t force me to hurt her. ”
“You have exactly ten seconds to let her go.”
He was calm, so calm that managed to soothe you. His voice had the power to be a soothing for you and this time was no different.
“One.” His cold tone had become lethal.
“Give me what is mine Yoongi.”
“Yoongi.. Could you just go straight to three instead of waiting up to ten? ” You asked, completely drained of all energy.
You did not want to die, but if it had to happen you would have preferred a quick thing.
“Whatever.” He Murmured, this time a hint of amusement in his voice.
You closed your eyes to hear a gunshot, not knowing if it was the Yoongi’s one or the Kyunsoo’s one directly to your head. You were prepared to impact so you have curled up about, but you could not feel any kind of pain.
Slowly you unfold the left eye, just to see blood splatter on your hands. But it was not yours and this was a huge relief, so much so that you felt the adrenaline begin to slip away from your body.
“Baby, I’m here… I’m here. ”
You raise your eyes and when you saw at that time of the aggressive tremble that was shaking you, accepting with gratitude the loving touch of his hands on your face.
“I’m here babe, sorry it took me so long.” He whispered, while one of his men entered the room and immediately freed your hands. “What did he do? See your face… God, I’m going to kill him. ”
“Y-Y-you have already done so, Y-Yoongi.. ”
“I’m going to kill him again just for daring to touch you” he hummed on your lips, finally relieved to see that despite all you were alive.
He put his hands under your armpits after they finally had freed your hands and feet, lifting you effortlessly and clutching firmly against his body.
Crying is liberating, hot tears flowed fast on your cheeks still stained with blood, while he rocked you gently.
“It’s okay baby, everything is over.”
“You’re here… you’re really here. ” You managed to say through tears and sobs, hiding your face in the crook of his neck and the collarbone.
“I promised two years ago. No one can touch you without lost their life. ”
Summary: After being rejected by your best friend Bucky, Sam sets you up with one of his friends, on the condition that if the date doesn’t go well, you have to sign up for a dating app. The date doesn’t go well. As you begin to look for love in other places, Bucky starts to feel something he never felt before. Jealous.
Bucky Barnes X Reader
Word Count: 1274
Warnings: It’s a little angsty.. And there is bad language!
A/N: All of the support and comments that I have been receiving on this series has really made me feel so great and totally inspired!! I’m sorry this part is.. Well.. You’ll see.. Feedback as always would be amazing!! Thank you for reading xoxo
Part 1(It’s not really that necessary to read it to understand what’s going on); Part 2
Kim Jongdae (Chen) x Readerfeat. BTS
Summary: Your parents gave you up so you had no choice but to become his wife.
Genre: Mafia AU
Word count: 1,914
“We’re going to a party.” he said taking your hand and
guiding you downstairs. “No questions for now.”
He took you down the hall through a long corridor, lined with
many doors when you two stopped by one of them. He turned the handle and went
inside, you followed after him. It was a spacious room, similar to the one you
have been staying at for the last month and you realized it’s probably his.
“Here.” he said handing you a white box wrapped with a
You carefully untangled the ribbon and lifted the cover.
“Is this?” you asked taking a midnight blue colored
dress out. It had pretty flower laces on it.
“Do you like it?” he looked at you hopefully.
“It’s beautiful but… But I can’t take it.”
“You have to. I need you to get ready.”
“You still ask me why? You’re my wife, of course I’m taking
you.” he said. “But no more questions for now, I will explain everything to you
when we get there.”
You took the dress and looked around. He seemed to notice your
“You can change here.” he said. “You have got
nothing to hide, I had already seen you half naked.”
Your eyes widened at his statement, you could feel your cheeks
“I’m just teasing you.” he laughed. “You can use
the bathroom.” he said pointing to the door behind him. “Or do you
need any help with that?” he winked.
“No thank you.” you said, quickly rushing past him and
closing the door as soon as you were in. You sighed. It looks like his flirting
will never stop. The bathroom was large and you had a lot of space and
everything needed to get ready. You decided to start with your makeup. It
seemed ages since you had anything on because why bother, you didn’t need
anything staying in the same place for so long. You let your hair down and
slipped the dress on. To your surprise it fitted perfectly, it ended just a
little bit above your knees. How did he know your size? An image of him
measuring you in your sleep crossed your mind but you quickly brushed it off. What
the hell are you thinking? You put the high heels on and went to the door but
found yourself reluctant to go out.
“Come on, I don’t bite.” you heard Jongdae laugh. You
finally stepped out and saw him staring at you, his mouth agape. You spun
“Like what you see?” it was your time to tease him.
“Do I?” he smirked but you couldn’t deny that he
looked just as stunning. He wore suits all the time but somehow this one looked
extremely good on him, one of the reasons being that you two matched. You eyed
him from the bottom up when you noticed him struggling with his tie.
“Let me.” you said approaching him.
“It’s funny isn’t it? I have been wearing suits for so long
but somehow never get this part right, that’s why I prefer to have none on at
“No worries.” you said fixing it for him. “Now
you have me to do it for you.” you said and then realized what you just
blurted out. Still holding onto his tie, you looked up, your cheeks burning.
You met his gaze and couldn’t help but give him a smile which he returned.
“All done.” you said letting go of him. You two stood
there not saying anything just looking at each other.
“You know I-” he was the first to speak when a knock
on the door interrupted him.
“Boss? Are you ready? The car is here.” a man spoke
from the door.
“Yes, thank you, we will be right out.” he told him
and turned to you, before you had the chance to ask him what he wanted to say,
linking your arm with his. “Let’s go.”
He took you to the main hall where two other men were waiting.
They also had fancy suits on and you could tell just by their appearance that
they weren’t simple henchmen. The younger looking one of the two approached
you. He took your hand and gently pecked it.
“Nice to finally meet you.” you were so surprised by his action
that the only thing that snapped you out of it was Jongdae’s low voice.
“Sehun.” you looked at him and saw that he was staring daggers
at him. You haven’t seen him this angry since the first day you got here.
You’re happy that at least now you’re not the one receiving that death stare.
“Whoa whoa, no need to get so jealous, I was just greeting her.
“I swear, if you ever do something like this-“
“Nice to meet you, I’m Suho.” the other man shaked your hand,
stopping the two before they did something.
You only managed to utter a quiet hello when Jongdae took you
“Those two will also attend the party, so if anything happens
and I’m not around, you should go to them.” he said opening the car’s door for
you and getting into to driver’s seat himself. He turned around to check if the
others got to their cars and started the engine. You haven’t been outside for
so long that going for a ride now felt really strange and it wasn’t before long
that you reached your destination. You were expecting something fancy but
definitely not this. The party was literally being held at a mansion and you
were in awe by all the luxury. Jongdae helped you out and guided you to the
entrance greeting everyone politely as they passed by.
“Now listen to me very carefully.” he told you, handing the
invitation to the porter who opened the door to you two. There were already
hundreds of people inside but he took you to one of the corners near the bar.
“I need you to do me a little task.” he said. “I have some
business to take care of in here and I need you to distract a certain someone
“What? No I can’t.”
“You can do it.” he said squeezing your hands. “And after that
we can enjoy the party.” he was about to go when you stopped him.
“And you’re leaving just like that?” you asked him. “How do I
even know how to find him?”
“No need to worry about that.” he said glancing at the balcony.
“He already noticed you.”
You looked up and saw a man staring at you from above. He raised
his glass and smiled before turning around.
“Take care of this.” Jongdae said putting a silver necklace
around your neck. “It will help me find you, in case you run into any trouble.”
he smiled and kissed your forehead. “See you later.”
You watched his figure disappear in the large crowd of people.
You looked at the little pendant, the nice shade of blue somehow calmed you
down. You decided to go get a drink.
“This one is on me.” somebody said behind you. You turned around
and saw the man from the balcony. He had sweet orange colored hair and his eyes
were deep and it felt like he was staring into your soul.
“Thank you.” you stuttered. You didn’t want to look so nervous
but you couldn’t help it.
“So I see you’re familiar with Chen.”
“Chen?” you wondered but then quickly realized he’s probably
talking about Jongdae, you had no idea he had other identities or rather names.
You thought for a second if you should tell him the truth or lie and decided to
go with the latter if it means stalling him longer.
“Not really, no.” you sipped your drink. “He just offered to buy
me a drink but I didn’t feel like going with him.” you lied.
“I see…” he cooed. “So I should probably feel honoured, as you
accepted mine.” he smirked.
“I guess you should.” you chuckled.
“I’m Jimin by the way.” he finally introduced himself. “Another?”
he asked pointing at your empty glass.”
You two were talking about nothing in particular and maybe it
was his charming looks but you didn’t notice how fast time went by until you
looked at the clock. Two hours had already passed, where is Jongdae?
“May I?” Jimin said taking your hand and guiding you to the
dance floor. He put his hand on your waist and started spinning along to the
slow music. You looked to your side and noticed Suho watching you closely, if
Jongdae finds out about this, you’re sure he will not be pleased.
“I think you’re not being completely honest with me.” Jimin
whispered into your ear. “What other secrets do you have?”
“If you’re willing to take me somewhere more private, I might tell
you.” you said, deciding that it would be better if Suho didn’t see your
interactions with him. He took you upstairs to the roof. A lovely view of the
city could be seen from above. Jimin stood near you.
“This better be worth it.” he laughed. “I missed a very
important meeting because of you.” you looked at him, trying to come up with
some kind of story but you were obviously taking too long.
“I caught you red handed, didn’t I?” he asked cornering you
between the massive windows and his body. “It’s not very nice to lie to people
you just met.” he said leaning closer. “Now what can you do to fix your
mistake?” he questioned, his face so close you could feel his breath on your
skin. He stared into your eyes and you could see he was planning something.
“That’s my wife you’re talking to!” Jongdae shouted kicking
the door open. “So you better keep your hands to yourself!”
You were both surprised by his sudden entrance.
“So that’s what it was.” Jimin cooed. “How scary.” he
scoffed still not letting you go.
Jongdae took his gun out and pointed it at him.
“Get your hands off her. Don’t make me repeat it.”
“Do you really want to start a fight here?” he asked as his men
began appearing from the shadows. “This could turn into a war we tried to avoid
for so long.”
“Should I feel intimidated right now?” Jongdae laughed as he
removed the safety lock from his gun and his men also gathered on the roof. It
was a silent stare down as they waited for someone to take the first step.
“I don’t think this is the right place.” Jimin finally said,
releasing you. “Till next time, darling.” he said kissing your hand. Jongdae’s
men parted to let him through.
“Don’t think I will let this slide.” Jimin said as he passed
by him to which he just clenched his teeth. He lowered his gun and came up to
“I thought I told you to distract not to seduce him.” he
spoke, clearly annoyed.
“I’m… I’m sorry.” you muttered. He just sighed and embraced
“You went ahead and got yourself in trouble. Now I will have
to keep an even closer eye on you.” he laughed, his playful attitude coming
back. “BTS is not the one to be messed with but that’s my Jagi.” he said a wide
smile spreading on his face. He turned to his men.
“We are leaving.” he ordered. “This party sucks anyway. I
will show you something better.”
You were sitting on the couch waiting for Chanyeol to get home in your shared apartment. You knew he was going to be awhile when he said he’d be out with his pack. In the mean time, you decided to watch some Netflix. It wasn’t until two hours later that you started to worry about him. The members of his pack weren’t all the smartest and Baekhyun always seemed to be getting them into trouble. Just as that thought crossed your mind, your apartment door flew open, and in walked a very tattered Chanyeol.
“What the hell happened!” You questioned nervously. You ran up to him to further inspect his wounds. His mouth was bleeding, he has cuts all over his arms and face, and it looked like someone tried to take a chunk out of his right leg.
“Nothing happened. I’m fine” he huffed while walking past you into the kitchen. You had no idea what was going on with him at this point. He never acted like this. You walked into the kitchen to find him drinking a glass of water and looking at you with a sharp gaze.
“Please Chanyeol. Just tell me what happened” you barely spoke, not wanting to make him angry. Before you could even finish your sentence, he slammed the glass down on the counter making you flinch.
“You wanna know what happened baby? Alright.” He started walking towards you until your back was flat against the wall. “Some guy from another pack made a joke that he could fuck you better than I could. He said that I don’t deserve a mate like you” he admitted with a stern voice. He leaned closer so that you could feel his hot breath on your ear while his hand traveled down to the waistband of your pyjama shorts. “What do you think baby, do I need to fuck you better? Have I been too gentle with you?” He whispered in your ear.
“N-no” you stuttered. You could feel your arousal growing in your panties. This was definitely a new side of Chanyeol that you liked a lot.
He moved his mouth down to your neck and started to nip your skin. You let out a soft moan as you felt his hand slide your shorts and panties down your legs.
“Chanyeol please, do something” you begged. He gave you a smirk as he tapped his finger on your clit.
“Someone’s eager. Tell me what you want baby” he replied while slowly rubbing your clit.
“Please..fuck me” you moaned shamelessly. With that he picked you up and carried you to the bedroom where he threw you on the bed. For a minute he just stood at the edge of the bed staring at you. You began to grow nervous. “Chanyeol.. what’s gotten into you” you sounded more scared than you would have liked to.
“It’s mating season, baby.” He slowly crawled on the bed until he was on top of you. “ I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t even remember your name”. Everything was happening so fast. His lips were suddenly on yours and you could taste the blood from his cut as he forced his tongue in your mouth. You mewled into the kiss as you felt his rough hands rip open the buttons of your shirt, exposing your breasts. Cupping them in both hands, he took one nipple into his mouth, sucking on it roughly.
“Ah” you gasped. He moved to the other nipple and started to bite it. You winced slightly in pain. He suddenly moved down so that his face was centimetres away from your core. His hot breath made you shiver. He quickly looked up at you to flash you a grin before licking a long stipe along your slit.
“Baby you taste so good” he moaned against your clit. The sudden sensation making you whine. He started to roughly tongue fuck you as his nose hit your clit repeatedly. You let out a long moan while arching your back. Soon the pleasure because too much as he replaced his tongue with two fingers, going in and out of you at a rapid pace. You were a mess at this point and all you could do is moan his name over and over like a mantra.
“Ch-chanyeol I can’t.. please….it’s too much” you panted, trying to squirm away from him. He didn’t stop, he only went faster. Making sure to curl his fingers up with every thrust. He used his other hand to press you hips harder into the bed so you were trapped. He moved his focus back to your clit and sucked hard making you let out a scream. All of a sudden your body felt like it was on fire, from your head to your toes, it was like an electric shock. Your vision started to go black as your breath became more ragged and you started to buck your hips into his face. No noise was even coming out of your mouth as it hang open, Chanyeol milking the last of your orgasm as best he could by moving his head from side to side. As soon as it came, it was gone. Your vision returned back to normal and so did your breathing. You looked down at Chanyeol who was now naked, your juices covering his mouth and chin. The head of his cock was red and covered in pre cum. You knew this was far from over. No matter how wrecked you already were, you wanted him so fucking badly.
“Are you ready for me baby?” His voice sounding deeper than usual.
“Yes. Yes I’m so ready” you half moaned. He was now slowly stroking his cock. The sight making you more aroused than before.
“Get on your hands and knees for me princess. I wanna see that pretty ass of yours while I fuck you” he commanded. You eagerly complied. Swaying your ass from side to side with anticipation.
“Good girl” he gave your left cheek a harsh slap. “Always so eager for my cock”. You let out a long moan as you felt the head of his shaft sink in to your pussy. He didn’t give you much time to adjust before quickly thrusting into you. His grip on your hips was like iron as his cock slammed into you.
“How do I feel baby? Does my cock feel good?” He moaned while delivering another slap to your other cheek.
“Oh god.. yes! Chanyeol more please i need more” you gasped in between breaths. He waisted no time flipping you over and thrusting back into you. This time creating an angle that made him hit your g spot with every movement. With one hand he reached up to your neck, slightly choking you. The sudden loss of oxygen making everything more pleasurable. With the other hand, he moved it down to rub your clit, making you arch your back up into his chest.
“You’re mine” he exclaimed. “You belong to me and only me. Do you understand that?” He removed his hand from your throat hoping for an audible response but all you could do is nod. The familiar tightening feeling returning to your stomach. He could tell you were close and this only made him speed up, becoming too much for you.
“Chanyeol…I’m gunna cu-cum” you stammered while dragging your nails along his back. He let out a growl applying more pressure to your clit and rubbing as fast as he could.
“Look at me when you cum” he grabbed your face. “I want to scream my name so everyone knows who you belong to”.
You tried as hard as you could to keep your eyes open as your orgasm ripped through your body.
“Chanyeol oh my god!” You screamed. You had never felt anything this intense before. Your whole body started to shake and your screams became inaudible as your pussy clenched around Chanyeol’s cock, making him cum inside of you. He began to slow down his thrusts as he rode both you through your orgasms. Eventually he pulled out of you and flopped onto the bed beside you. A few moments later he quickly got up to get a wet wash cloth from the bathroom. He returned and carefully spread your legs apart so he could clean you and slip a clean pair of panties on you. He discarded the cloth in the laundry bin before climbing back into bed and pulling the soft duvet over both your bodies.
“Baby?” He broke the silence.
“Hmm” you hummed in response, still knocked out from your orgasms.
“I wasn’t too rough, was I?” The tone in his voice had completely changed at this point and you could tell that he was concerned. You mustered up all the energy you had left and turned towards him, opening your eyes.
“Can I tell you a secret?” You asked while giving him a peck on the nose. He nodded with wide eyes. “I really enjoyed it” you smiled. The nervousness written on his face quickly faded away and was replaced by his bright smile that you love so much.
“I guess I’ll have to do this more often then”.
Thank you to the anon who requested this! It’s my first time writing smut so hopefully it wasn’t too bad. I’ll definitely try harder in the future for you guys 😙 please let me know what you think or leave me a request ☺️