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Good Girl, Bad Habits

`There’s no stopping now, green lights forever. `

Originally posted by bapsae-monsta

↠ Word Count: 2.3k

↠ Genre: Smut

↠ Pairing: boss! Jungkook x reader

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“ What do you want, Mr. Jeon? “ you rolled your eyes at him. He was irritating you,with his bossy attitude, which was expected,since he was your boss.

” I think you forgot something. “ he whispers quietly in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. ” We made a deal, didn’t we, sweetie? ”

 You froze, remembering the events from one week ago. He didn’t forget? Fuck. “So, why aren’t you answering? Cat got your tongue? “ he says, as he grabs your chin, to look up at him. You looked up, and opened your mouth to say something, but it was shushed, by him putting his thumb in your mouth.

 ” Suck it. “ he says.You didn’t say anything, and obeyed him. Your tongue made cat licks on it, and you started slightly sucking it, while looking in his eyes.

 ” Good girl. “ he says. Suddenly, he pushes you into his desk, and positions you onto it. He sat in between your legs, and grabbed you by the waist. The position made you feel your bodies together, and his hard clothed member on your core. ” I thought good girls didn’t turn bad, apparently I was wrong. ” Without a warning, he starts choking you, and kissing you. Sucking your bottom lip into his mouth, he looked at you, and started bruising your lips. You moaned out of pleasure and pain, not being able to hold it in.

 He stopped, and let go of your neck, making you confused and needy of the lost pleasure. “ I think you have work to do. “he says as he fixes his tie. “I need these paper to be done by tommorow. ” he husked as he handed you the papers.

 You nodded, and exited his office, while fixing your skirt. 

 He really was something.

When you got back in your office, you groaned out of frustration, and hopped on your chair. While spinning on it, you tapped your fingers on the desk.

 "Two must play this game, Jeon.“ 

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Good girl,bad habits: teaser

»summary:` There’s no stopping now, green lights forever. `

»pairing: boss! Jeongguk × Reader

»genre: smut,fluff

This is a series I’m currently writing! Please look forward to it :)

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“ What do you want, Mr. Jeon? “ you rolled your eyes at him. He was irritating you,with his bossy attitude, which was expected,since he was your boss.
” I think you forgot something. “ he whispers quietly in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. ” We made a deal, didn’t we, sweetie? ”

You froze, remembering the events from one week ago. He didn’t forget? Fuck.

“So, why aren’t you answering? Cat got your tongue? “ he says, as he grabs your chin, to look up at him. You looked up, and opened your mouth to say something, but it was shushed, by him putting his thumb in your mouth.

” Suck it. “ he says.You didn’t say anything, and obeyed him. Your tongue made cat licks on it, and you started slightly sucking it, while looking in his eyes.

” Good girl. “ he says. Suddenly, he pushes you into his desk, and positions you onto it. He sat in between your legs, and grabbed you by the waist. The position made you feel your bodies together, and his hard clothed member on your core.

” I thought good girls didn’t turn bad, apparently I was wrong. ”

Without a warning, he starts choking you, and kissing you. Sucking your bottom lip into his mouth, he looked at you, and started bruising your lips. You moaned out of pleasure and pain, not being able to hold it in.

He stopped, and let go of your neck, making you confused and needy of the lost pleasure.

“ I think you have work to do. “he says as he fixes his tie. "I need these paper to be done by tommorow. ” he husked as he handed you the papers. You nodded, and exited his office, while fixing your skirt.


He really was something.

What You Know (Peter Parker)

Originally posted by akamatthewmurdock


Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!Reader feat. Deadpool/Wade Wilson
Warning: Cursing, drug use (don’t do drugs kids)
Summary: The Reader is a rebel and gets in trouble at school, causing Tony to use an alternative form of punishment by forcing the reader to be friends to Peter Parker, a quiet good guy that has a crush on the reader though the reder refuses to be his friend even though they too, have a crush on Peter.
Author: Dizzy
A/N: Hey! Another Peter Parker fic for your enjoyment! It’s inspired by the song “What You Know” by Two Door Cinema

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“Do you not understand what consequences are?” Your father asked.

“I do; I just don’t care.” You replied with a smirk. “Besides, that teacher really deserved getting his furniture glued to the ceiling. It was the perfect prank.”

“You tried to glue a man to the ceiling!” Your father sighed, exasperated. “You know what? This time there isn’t going to be another grounding for you.”

“Thank God.” You scoffed, rolling your eyes.

“You’re gonna get a punishment, you know, something taken away.”

“What are you going take? My will to live?” You rolled your eyes. “You know, I took Psychology. They say punishments don’t do anything for behavior.”

You father ignored your last few statements as he continued on his rant. 

“You’re going to spend all day everyday for the next few weeks with Underoos.”

“Parker? Peter Parker? You’re going to make me spend all day with that twerp?!” You cried, about to start an argument. “That isn’t fair! He sucks! He’s all goody two shoes and faints at the sight of Liz! I could kick his ass and I have!”

“It doesn’t matter. You need to learn a lesson and this is how it’s going be. You made your bed, kid.”

“I haven’t made my bed a day in my life.” You huffed, earning a chuckle from your father. 

That was when there was a knock on your bedroom door, the loud staccato of knuckles rapping against wood made your eyes roll in a knowing way as it was opened to reveal Peter.

“Hey, kid. Nice to see you. I’m going to head to the lab and I’ll leave you to it. I suggest getting Y/n to do their homework since they never do it.”

“Like hell I’m doing it!” You argued, arms crossed over you chest. 

“You made your bed, remember?” 

And with that, your father left you alone with Peter, who stood in the middle of your room awkwardly. 

“Here,” You kicked the desk chair in front of you to him. “Have a seat. We’re gonna be here a while.”

“So…” Peter trailed off, taking a seat and spinning his chair back and forth. 

“So you’re my babysitter, huh?” 

“ I wouldn’t say that. I-”

“How long has that ‘kick me’ sign been on your back?” You asked, your head cocked to the side as you caught a glimpse of the paper attached to Peter.

You watched as Peter twirled a bit and leaned forward. You ripped the paper off his back before you pulled away, tossing the paper in the trash.

“I-I don’t know.”

“Listen, Parker,”

“It’s Peter.” 

“Fine. Listen, Peter, I don’t want you here as much as you don’t want to be here. My dad’s just forcing you on me cause he thinks you’re a good influence. No offense, you’re kinda boring.”

“You do realize Mr. Stark’s paying me, right? So I want be here.” Peter replied, finding the confidence to speak up.

“How much?” You asked, causing Peter to pull out a wad of cash from his pocket. 

“Umm… about fifty dollars for the next week.” 

“Chump cash. Maybe we could get a gram for that and have cash left over.” 

Peter shoved the money back into his pocket, giving you a look as he processed what you told him.

“Mr.Stark says you’re a bad influence, that you’re a good girl with bad habits or something.”

“Eh, you got the bad habits part right. I’m not much of a good girl. Plus, my dad’s never around anyways, not after my mom left,  so what does he know?” You got up and walked over to your window. “I like to have fun, okay? You should learn to do that.”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have brought up-”

“Don’t get soft on me, Parker. If you’re gonna be hanging around me, you gotta toughen up.” You snapped. 

“I like to think I’m pretty tough.”

“Please, You got your ass kicked in Germany.”

“How would you know?” 

You turned away from the window and took a seat in front of Peter. 

“Cause I was the one doing the ass kicking most of time.”

“You’re Vagabond?! The anti-hero who fights with that maniac, what’s his name?”

“Deadpool.” You corrected. “Yeah, I am, but you better keep your damn mouth shut about that. I swear if you tell anyone about that, I’ll cut your dick off and feed it to my dog.”

“You don’t have a dog.”

“I’m about to get one if you cross me. But, yeah, I’m Vagabond. Whatever.”

“Dude, I’m like your biggest fan.”

“Yeah, I know, you told me right before I kicked your ass for fucking up Sam and Bucky.”

Peter rubbed his neck and looked down at his shoes as he spoke, “Right.”

“Listen, you wanna go out and have some fun? I can feel my dad’s eyes burning in the back of my head with all the shit he has in here.”

“Yeah, sure. Where are we going to go?”

“You’ll see.” You replied with a wicked smile.

You slipped on your jacket and grabbed your bag as you slapped Peter’s shoulder. 

“We’re about to become good friends.”

“I thought you didn’t want to be friends.” His statement sounded more like a question.

“Just roll with it, okay? The first rule of hanging out with me is not questioning me.”

“O-okay.”

And that was how you found yourself sitting on the fire escape to your friend’s apartment, smoking weed with Peter Parker, who you only got to do it after much convincing. And you somehow got him higher than a jet, laughing with you as you talked.

“So, Parker, what else did my dad tell you about me?”

“He told me some stupid shit.” He laughed before taking another hit. “This is really fun.”

“Hey!” You snatched the blunt from his hands. “Cool it with the smoking, alright? I paid good money for this shit.”

“You didn’t pay for it! You stole it!”

“Just shut up!” You yelled, dropping the blunt in the process.

“Oops.” Peter said as he burst into a fit of giggles. 

“Y/n? What the fuck are you doing in my apartment?!” Wade yelled as he walked over to the fire escape. 

“Shit! Shit! Shit!” You cursed, looking at Peter. “You better keep your damn mouth shut, got it?”

Peter nodded, gesturing as if he zipped his lips as you dragged him into the apartment. 

“Hey, Wade.” You greeted, acting as if everything was normal.

“Who’s the little shit bag you were smoking with?” He asked as he pointed to Peter.

Peter was seated on the couch, playing with a little action figure he found. 

“He’s my, uh, my friend.”

“Your friend?”

“Yeah, my friend.”

“You don’t have any friends.”

“I have you.”

“You’re my sidekick, like Robin for Batman.”

“Uh, no. I’m not your sidekick. And I sure as hell am not Robin cause Robin’s kinda a bitch.”

“And you aren’t? You broke into my house!”

“I brought chimichangas.”

“You are forgiven.”

“Thanks, Wade.” You scoffed.

“Woah.” Peter gasped, moving to your side. “You’re really pretty.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” You tried to play it cool, though you could feel a blush rise to your cheeks.

You had had a crush on Peter for a while at that point. He was cute and smart, two things you liked about him, but you couldn’t stand at how much of a nice guy he was, as odd as it sounds. You were irritated by his kindness,maybe because you were the very opposite, but nevertheless, what you didn’t know was Peter’s crush on you. 

“I really really really really really really really like you.” Peter sang, throwing his arms around you. 

“You’re really really really high, Parker.”

“It’s Peter.” He pouted, making you feel as though you were going to melt. 

“That’s nice, Parker.” You said, prying the boy off of you. 

“You know, I gots a big crush on you.” Peter stated, elongating the sound of the word ‘you’.

“Again, that’s nice, Parker.”

“She’s got a crush on you too!” Wade yelled between mouthfuls of chimichanga. 

“Wade!” You shrieked. “That was a secret.”

“What? He won’t remember cause he’s kind of passed out on my fucking couch.”

“Goddammit, Parker.” You mumbled as you turned around to see Peter passed out, half on and half off the couch. 

After a few hours of hanging out with Wade and avoiding the many calls from your father, Peter finally woke up, his high starting to wear off as he sat up with a groan. 

“Nice to have you back.” You stated, not looking at Peter as you stared at Wade. “Go fish.”

“Goddammit! I’m done.” Wade growled, throwing his cards at you. “Fuck you!”

“Fuck you too.”

“What time?”

“How about tomorrow?”

“Nah, not tomorrow. Francis needs a good ass kicking.”

“Damn, what a shame.” You laughed, shaking your head.

“Um…guys?” Peter spoke up and your laughter ceased. 

“Yeah, Parker?”

“Can we go now? Aunt May is gonna freak out if I don’t come home for dinner and when she freaks out, I freak out and-”

“Okay. We get it.” You cut him off as you stood up and slipped on your jacket. “Smell ya later, Wade.”

And with that, you and Peter were off once again, out on the street and on the way to dropping Peter off at the subway. 

“Listen, Y/n, I said somethings while kinda out of it-”

“More like really out of it, but go on.”

“Right. Well, I might’ve said some things you’re probably going to kill me for so can we just forget about it?”

“What kind of things did you say that I’d kill you for?” You asked, playing dumb to get him to say what he told you before. 

“Well, I remember saying that I liked you. Which I do, I just think you should just forget about it cause you think I’m too boring and nice and-”

You grabbed Peter’s arm and yanked him towards you, crashing your lips into his before pulling away as quickly as you kissed him.

“When you come by tomorrow, we’ll hang out, maybe watch Star Wars or something. I love those movies.” You said quickly, turning on your heel before walking away and leaving Peter to stand on the sidewalk in awe. 

Maybe Peter Parker wasn’t such a bad guy after all.