Hopelessly Devoted To You ☢

Heat | Changkyun Au

Rating: 18+, Pure smut, Oral ( male and female receiving ), Spanking, Choking, Werewolf Au, Rough sex, Honestly this is kinda filthy

Pairing: Changkyun x Fem Reader

Summary: When your boyfriend tells you he’s a werewolf, you don’t take it well. That’s until he calls you with a problem of his.

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Okay so you know how taeyong is always an angel taking care of everyone right... But like you're careless and it pisses him off is wot I want 😇😇😇 angst that ends in fluff with smut if that's ok???

drabbles for ateez, exo, bts, nct 127, monsta x, superm, wayv, and day6 are open! send requests, here!

warnings - smut, angst, frustration, fluff

Taeyong was used to being ignored, not in the sense that people wouldn’t give him attention, but in the sense that he truly did mother all of his groupmates. It wasn’t like he wanted to constantly worry about his friends, it was just a sort of tic he had. 

Something inherent in him. Not that he’d change it if he could. He liked knowing that the people he loved were cared for, even if it came at the cost of his energy and patience. He couldn’t for the life of himself tell anyone the number of times he’d saved Mark and Johnny from dehydration during their intense practices. 

So imagine his complete and utter exhaustion when you waltz into his life, wild and careless, the complete and polar-opposite of Taeyong. He’s irritated at first, wants to slap some sense into you every time 127′s practices start right as your group’s ends. There’s a sort of frustration that eats away at him when he sees you leave the spacious room without a water bottle or even an apple to keep you running throughout the rest of the day.

It’s not for him to worry about you, he knows that, but it only gets impossibly more difficult not to when you befriend Yuta and Jungwoo, invite them to parties with some of your friends from EXO and Shinee… You become that much more present in his life and it makes electricity run through his veins when he sees the way you play-wrestle with Yuta, Jungwoo cheering the both of you on. Did you have no concern for your health? Did they?

“Ah, be careful,” he tells Yuta curtly, sending a stern glance Jungwoo’s way for double-measure. 

“Come on, Taeyong-hyung. We’re just playing…” Jungwoo pouts. 

“Until what? Someone breaks an ankle?” He counters. “Y/N could get hurt.” 

“I can handle myself, Taeyong.” You grumble, hopping on an unexpecting Yuta’s back. 

“You can risk your own health on your own time, Y/N,” he snaps, “but don’t risk the health of my members.” 

He feels bad almost immediately- when he sees you pale at his tone and slide off of Yuta. But he leaves the room nonetheless, ignoring the pointed glares from Yuta and Jungwoo. Those, he could handle. He could handle glares galore if it meant keeping people close to him safe. 

But there’s a deep loneliness that settles in his bones when he doesn’t see you around for a few weeks, and it settles deeper when he notices that you leave your practices briskly whenever his group shows up. He can feel the frustration radiating off of Yuta and Jungwoo during their practices, and a few fans had pointed out the awkwardness between the three of them in interviews as well. 

It’s almost inevitable, the way he somehow finds you at a party on a late Sunday night, dancing between who he thinks might be Sehun and Kai, Taemin drinking at a stool next to the three of you, laughing at the ridiculous show you’re putting on. 

You’re pretty, he notices immediately. Wearing makeup that you must have put on yourself because SM never would have put that smoky-eye on you themselves- nor would they have allowed the thigh-high boots you wear to match a skin-tight black mini-dress. You’re absolutely stunning. 

He’s noticed before, he’s not blind to you. But he’s never truly allowed himself to gawk at you.

“She’s great, right?” Taemin asks him, offering him a cup of soju that Taeyong can’t say no to. 

“Yeah,” Taeyong agrees, sipping greedily at his drink. 

“She thinks you’re kind of an asshole, though.” 

Taeyong nods, “don’t blame her,” he says matter-of-factly. 

“But you’ve got stars in your eyes for her, don’t you?” 

Taeyong rolls his eyes, but he can’t say Taemin isn’t right. There’s a mix of bubbling excitement and awe roaring up in his chest that only proves Taemin’s accusation true. 

“I think she likes you, too.” Taemin shrugs, “so why don’t you go over there, and make things right, huh?” 

He nudges Taeyong forward, and whether it’s that nudge or the alcohol that gives Taeyong the courage he needs, he just doesn’t know. All he knows is that he steps forward, pulls you away from the center of the crowd and takes you outside to the deck of the club, mutters out a lame excuse for “I’m sorry,” and melts when you pft at him- practically slap his apology out of the way- and kiss him hard on the mouth. 

He should probably be frustrated with you, at the way you snake your tongue into his mouth and plaster yourself to his chest… at the way you just carelessly lead him back to your apartment, not saying a word to him the whole time because there’s somehow an unspoken understanding between the two of you already. 

The frustration, for you, for Yuta and Jungwoo, for himself especially, disappears when you’re on top of him. Fistfuls of his hair trapped in your fists while you snap your hips against his, get him rubbing against the inside of you so sinfully that he breaks the skin on his bottom lip from biting down on it so hard- the pleasure rippling through him dangerously while you moan out his name, cry out harshly when he pinches your kiss-swelled nipples between eager fingers. 

It’s hot and quick, sweaty and needy, angry and so soft he’s nearly crying when he comes. Feels you clamp harder around him, grind deeper as you chase your own high.

“I just want you safe,” he whispers against your hair when you finally drift to sleep hours later, spent from sex and talking. Your breathing, a lullaby, he drifts soon after- feeling at peace finally. 

❝thai food❞

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summary: you and john argue about something petty. he proceeds to fuck you into the floor.

warnings: smut, HATE SEX, oral sex m receiving, fingering, unprotected sex, arguments, pettiness, dirty talk, use of “good girl”, john cheating on his wife, etc etc etc

word count: 2.5k

a/n: *john mulaney voice* okay okay okay okay okay okay

please do not read this fic and assume that i am a john walker apologist. if you’ve been following my blog, you’ll know that i DESPISE john walker and everything he stands for, but at the same time…this is dedicated to all the people who found his descent into madness hot, i wrote this fic instead of going to therapy

(and i should really go to therapy)

so uh if this flops i was never here

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Adulthood pt. 2 ~ y.j.g.

Requested: Yes. Here’s what all of your dirty minds wanted. I hope you enjoy it, guys 🌻

Genre: Smut, Fluff.

Member: Jeongin.

Jeongin was all over you, kissing you and letting you savour his soft lips once again. Your hunger for him increased, making you sit up and unbutton his shirt without breaking the kiss, pulling it down his shoulders. Your hands roamed down his biceps as he trailed wet kisses down your neck, his hand searching for the zipper of your dress to pull it down and throw it away. As soon as he did, you took the opportunity to scan his body and you bit your lip at the sight, he was way more toned than you imagined. Bare chest, strong arms and defined abs that you were dying to touch. A single chain hanging from his neck and adorning beautifully his cleavage. Jeongin noticed the way you stared at him with dark and hungry eyes, which made him smirk.

“Like what you see, noona?” He asked teasingly. You felt the arousal between your legs becoming almost unbearable in need of his touch, however, you had other plans. 

You stood up from the bed and his eyes followed you. You stood in front of him and pushed him to lay on his back against the mattress before you started leaving wet kisses all over his chest and abdomen, ubuckling his belt and unbuttoning his pants. He looked down at your actions, not daring to stop you as you pulled down his pants along with his boxers. You smirked as soon as his dick landed against his stomach, hard as a rock.

You placed your hand around him and slowly started to pump him, placing a soft kiss on his lips before you got down on your knees. Jeongin moved to support his body with his elbows to get a better sight of you as you started to lick on his tip filled with precum. He bit his lip, his breathing becoming subtle gasps at the feeling of your wet tongue on him.

“N-noona.” He breathed as you moved your hand up and down. You didn’t say anything in return, but slid his dick into your mouth, sucking on it gently and gaining a whimper from him that just made you want to please him even more. “Fuck, that feels so good.” He grunted, throwing his head back for a second before he looked back at you.

You hummed in response, the vibrations making him start to let out moans and to reach out to tangle his fingers in your hair. You hollowed your cheeks, licking from the shaft to the tip and then pushing him against the back of your throat, your hand taking what your mouth was unable to. He finally let himself lay on his back, still throwing his head back against the pillow and involuntarily bucking his hips against you, making you gag a little.

His pretty moans filled the room and made it almost impossible for you not to come right there and then. You bobbed your head and pulled back to catch your breath before you sucked and licked a bit more of his tip. Jeongin felt his climax approach and that’s when he decided to pull you away gently, helping you to stand up.

“I never thought you’d be this good to me, noona.” He said, his lips brushing against yours. “So good to me. I’ll be good to you as well. So good that even when you sleep you’ll be yearning to have me inside you.” He said before he crashed his lips with yours again. His tongue played with yours as he unhooked your bra and started squeezing your breasts gently, making you moan against his mouth this time. His hand roamed down until he met with the waistband of your panties, parting lips with you just for a second to pull them down and throw them away, leaving the both of you completely naked and burning against each other.

Jeongin reattached his lips to your neck, licking and sucking gently but hard enough to leave purple marks again. His hand cupped your womanhood before his long fingers started moving between your folds, up and down before it finally started rubbing on your sweet button.

You moaned, tangling the fingers of your right hand in his black silky locks, and the other one grabbed on his wrist that ran over your slit.

“You’re so wet noona.” He breathed against your ear, nibbling on your earlobe. “Who made you like this, hm?” He asked, brushing his lips against your jaw.

“You did.” You responded. “I’m soaking for you.” You breathed.

Jeongin moved his hand and brought it to your mouth. You opened it and he placed his two fingers inside, making you suck on them.

“You’re so hot.” He said. “I want you to be mine, and only mine, noona.” He added, moving his hand back down, but this time sliding his two large fingers on your entrance. You gasped and arched your back at the sudden pleasure. He started moving his fingers in an out of you, feeling you clench quickly around them.

“Take me, Jeongin.” You moaned.

“What did you say, noona? I think I didn’t hear you.”

“Make me yours, please. I want you.” You pleaded. He finally stopped kissing on your neck and stood up, pulling back his fingers. You looked up at him, panting, his eyes were darker than ever as he brought his fingers this time to his own lips and licked them clean, not breaking eye contact with you.

Holy shit. He was a total demon.

“You’re sweeter than I thought, noona.” He spoke. “I’ll make sure to eat you out soon, but right now I just want you around me.” He added, standing in front of you and spreading your legs open for him before he stopped and looked around the room.

You frowned.

“What is it?”

“I don’t have a condom.”

You smiled.

“I’m on the pill.”

That was all you needed to say to have him positioning himself at your entrance right after. He grabbed his cock with his hand and pushed himself inside you, letting out a soft groan along with your moan. You wrapped your legs around his waist and he started thrusting slowly, his hands landing on one of your breasts and squeezing it, his thumb playing with your sensitive but as he supported his weight with his other arm. 

“Fuck, noona. You’re so tight.” He growled, making you buck your hips against him to meet his thrusts, gaining more moans from his mouth. You clenched around him, the sound of his moans made your body burning hot.

“Harder, please!” You begged, digging your nails on his biceps. 

He complied. His thrust became stronger and faster, making you both a moaning mess. Jeongin started kissing on your neck again until the pleasure was too much that he couldn’t concentrate anymore. Filthy words and praises started leaving from his mouth against your ear, along with some curses and his hot way of pronouncing your name. You had never been so glad to have loud music downstairs before.

“I want you to ride me.” He whispered. His words sending shivers down your body and reaching your core. That being said, he grabbed you by the waist and switched your positions, leaving you on top of him. You wanted to look at his beautiful face sumerged in bliss. You wanted to watch his face when those pretty moans left his lips, and that’s what made you enjoy the idea even more since he had been in charge for a while. He looked at you with hooded eyes, chest raising up and going down in pants. Legs at both sides of his hips as you grabbed his dick and put him back in, pushing yourself down. He gasped and placed his large hands on your hips, helping you to rock them and ride him just perfectly to hit the right spots. You supported yourself with your hands on top of his chest, taking a smooth pace. 

“Noona, shit. You take me so well, you feel so good.” He grunted, moving his hands to grab your breasts and squeeze them as you kept riding him. Whimpers leaving your mouth an teeth sinking on your lips as you enjoyed the view underneath you.

When he started to get closer to his high, he started moaning louder. His eyes pressed shut and his beautiful and swollen lips agape. The expressions and sounds he made took you to the edge.

“I’m so close baby, so close.” You breathed.

“Cum for me, noona. All over me.” He mutters, seconds before coming all over him. The feeling of your walls tightening around him was all he needed to reach his peek, releasing his warm milk inside of you along with a husky groan. Your movements became sloppy and he thrusted against you to help you both to ride out of your highs. 

Exhausted, you collapsed on top of his now sweaty chest. He wrapped his arm around you as he tried to catch his breath. You looked up at him, melting as soon as he smiled and his dimples showed up. And oh my gosh, was he beautiful. He was the prettiest human you had ever seen, not to mention that his aftersex look made him at least a thousand times hotter and prettier.

“I’m so in love with you, noona. That was the best sex I could ever have.”

You smiled tiredly, brushing his bangs away from his forehead with your fingers, placing a kiss on his lips.

“You made me feel amazing.” You responded. “I’m all yours.”

He cupped your face with his hands, pecking your lips.

“All mine.”

The sunlight entered your bedroom straight through your window, hitting your closed eyes and waking you up. You stretched your body and turned your head, eyes landing on your boyfriend’s silhouette. He was peacefully sleeping on his back, a hand resting on his torso and his head slightly turned towards you. His steady breathing caused the perfect rythm on his chest, going up and down slowly.

You turned your body to lay on your side, supporting your body with your elbow and your head with your hand. You stared at him lovingly, he was so incredibly beautiful so effortlessly. His skin was glowing with the rays of sun, looking soft like a porcelain doll, velvetish and tempting to the touch.

A smile formed on your lips, feeling an overwhelming wave of love filling your chest at the memories from the night before. Now that you had come to terms with the way you felt, you realized your feelings for Jeongin were a lot stronger that you would’ve thought.

You moved your left hand and brought it to his hair, stroking it gently and brushing his bangs to the side with your fingers. Your touch was as subtle as possible, trying not to wake him up.

“I never knew I could feel this much.” You whispered, smiling as you admired his existence. “Turns out you ended up awakening my feelings and now I feel like I’m head over heels. What am I supposed to do now that you’re laying beside me and I still can’t get enough of it?” You added. Your voice was quiet enough for only you to hear. Your heart burning inside your chest, you were shocked by how fast things had changed.

Surprisingly, a smile formed on his lips. Your brows furrowed together until he opened his eyes and looked at you. Before you could say something else, he sat up and hovered over you, cupping your face with his hands. A beautiful grin adorned with his dimples was covering his face, his eyes turned into little crescent, glowing moons.

“Hi, noona.” He smiled, his thumb caressing your cheek. “I can’t get enough of you either. Don’t worry, if there’s someone head over heels here, that’s me. There’s no world around me, the only thing I see is you.”

You felt the blush covering your cheeks and your stomach doing flips. You placed your hand on top of his, moving it ever so slowly to caress his arm as well. A big smile forming on your lips, biting the lower one in a failed try to stop yourself from smiling.

“Since when are you awake?” You asked. 

He hummed, looking away like he was deep in thought.

“It’s been a while.” He confessed, looking back at you. “But you know what? I’m glad I didn’t say anything.” He continued, placing a kiss on top of your nose. “I love you, noona.” He added.

You sucked air between your teeth as you cupped his face as well.

“I love you too.” You admitted. “You’re so pretty, fuck.” You added, making him chuckle before he leaned in and pressed his lips against yours in a warm kiss.

You two kissed, smiling and chuckling in between kisses. Sparks going all over your body, until you heard the door slammed open.

“Noona, do you know where Je-” You heard Felix’s voice coming from the entrance of your room, startling the both of you and making Jeongin jump off you.

Felix’s eyes widened in shock, but it didn’t compare to the horror in yours and Jeongin’s face.

“Felix, why don’t you knock the fucking door?” You shouted covering yourself with the white sheets.

“What the fuck is this?” Felix asked, ignoring your question as he looked at the both of you, especially Jeongin who was now standing in his underwear next to the bed, then he shook his head. “Hell no. I’m out.” He said, turning around and storming out of your room.

Jeongin looked at you with concern. You sighed.

“I think we better get dressed and meet downstairs.” You said. Jeongin nodded in agreement.

You stood up from your bed and washed up, dressing in a pair of shorts and a random top you found on your closet. When you made your way downstairs, Jeongin was leaning against the doorframe of the living room, with a not so happy Felix sitting on the couch without looking back at him.

“I tried to talk to him, but he doesn’t want to listen.” Jeongin said to you. You rubbed his arm gently and offered an apologetic smile at him.

“It’s okay. I’ll talk to him and we can meet later, okay?”

Jeongin gave you a small smile and a nod, leaning down to place a soft peck on your forehead before he grabbed his stuff and walked out of the house.

You turned your attention back to your brother, taking a deep breath and entering the room to stand in front of him.

“This is not the way you were supposed to know.” You said, arms folded in front of your chest.

“Know what? That my best friend was fucking my sister?” He said, not looking back at you as he scrolled on his phone.

“Gosh Felix, don’t be so vulgar. It’s not like that.” You said, sitting on the empty spot next to him. He looked up and cocked a brow at you.

“Two people naked on the same bed, one of them all over the other one, hands roaming down their bodies…” He hummed. “Yeah, I think that’s exactly how it is.” He continued. “Since when do you like him? You’ve been rejecting him since I can remember.”

You sighed.

“I… I always liked him, Felix. I was just trying to deny it to myself.”

He frowned.

“Why wouldn’t you tell me? Did I have to find out this way? Was it necessary?”

You shook your head.

“It all happened yesterday…”

He looked at you, brows still furrowed until realization hit him.

“Yesterday?” He asked. “Fuck, I left you two alone.” He said, running his palm on his face before he looked at you dead in the eyes. “Noona, did he force you or something?”

“Felix, what the fuck? Of course not!” You assured. “You’re talking as if you didn’t know him.” You continued.

“It’s just… So sudden. I don’t know what to think.”

“Felix…” You grabbed his hand between yours, smiling. “Jeongin has been the sweetest with me. He would never hurt me.”

“Yeah, I mean… He’s been in love with you since forever.” He agreed, looking down at your hands.

“Then don’t you think he deserves a chance? Or would you rather having me dating someone else who none of us know if I’d get hurt by?”

He shook his head.

“No… I know he would treat you right. I’m just mad that you never told me how you felt. You always treated him like a brother and now it seems like everything was different. I was fooled because you didn’t trust me. You both hid this from me.”

“I’m sorry about that… Like I said, I hadn’t even faced my own feelings either, until last night.” You repeated. “I really like him… I want to date him, be with him.”

Felix looked at you and sighed.

“If that’s what makes you happy, then okay.” He said. “Although this means he’s going to be your favorite now.”

You grinned, wrapping him in a tight hug. You turned your head and placed a kiss on his cheek.

“Don’t be silly, you will always be my baby brother. I love you and that’s never gonna change. Besides, he’s not my brother, he’s my boyfriend. You should go and talk to him, let him know that it’s all good.”

He rubbed your back.

“Will do.”

You pulled back and stood up from your seat, ready to go and make breakfast.

“Oh, and next time make sure to lock the door. I’m going to have nightmares.” He said before you exited the room.

“Why nightmares?”

“I don’t want to think that my best friend is fucking my sister.”

“Oh and he’s so good at it.” You teased. His face scrunched up in disgust.

“Oh god, please stop.” He said, feeling goosebumps. “That’s gross.”

You bursted into laughter as he walked to the door to leave.

Jeongin and Felix were now sitting on a bench at the park. None of them saying a word or making eye contact. 

“I’m sorry.” Jeongin finally said. “I just want you to know that I don’t plan to be just a one night stand for her.”

Felix turned his head to look at his friend.

“You better not.” He warned. “I hope you treat her right.”

Jeongin smiled.

“You know better than anyone how much I like her.” He said. “I would never do anything to her other than give her love.”

Felix smiled back.

“Then it’s all good for us. I guess we need to find another thing to tease you with.” He chuckled, making Jeongin laugh as well.

“As long as you never mention the room incident…”

Felix shook his head.

“Don’t mention it, I really want to erase that from my mind.”

Jeongin laughed and stood up, Felix did as well.

“Thank you, bro.” Jeongin said, extending his hand.

Felix smiled, accepting his hand and shaking it, giving him a quick hug with a palm on his back.

“It’s all good now, brother.”

That’s how the two made their way back to your house, joking around like nothing happened. You heard the door cracking open, making you stand up and peek your head on the doorframe. Jeongin grinned at you as soon as he saw you, and you ran to him and wrapped your arms around his neck in a tight hug. His arms wrapped around your waist, caressing your lower back as you buried your face in the crook of his neck.

Felix clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes.

“You’re acting as if you haven’t seen each other in a week.”

You turned your head to look at him and stuck your tongue out, making Jeongin chuckle.

“Envious jerk.” You teased.

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever, just don’t do filthy stuff in our couch. I’ll take a nap. See you later.” He said, waving goodbye and making his way upstairs.

You looked into Jeongin’s eyes, poking his dimple with your finger.

“You’re seriously so pretty.” You said. “Even prettier than me.” You added, pouting.

Jeongin chuckled.

“No one is prettier than you, my noona.” He assured. You smiled and tangled your fingers in his hair, pressing your lips against his.

“I’m sorry for taking so long to accept you.” You said against his mouth. “I’ll make sure to repay you all the wasted time.”

He kissed you back. Once. Twice. Thrice, feeling him smile against your lips. He was so happy he couldn’t believe it was actually real. The girl of his dreams had finally paid attention to him, and he would make sure to always show you how proud he was that you were his.

“Don’t worry, noona. It was worth the wait.” He said, making your heart melt and causing you to start showering his face with kisses, both of you chuckling.

You regretted making him suffer for so long. He was perfect and you were sure you could never get tired of him. Your boyfriend.

Together in the end — Ben Hargreeves

Pairings : Sparrow!Ben Hargreeves x Umbrella!reader

Warnings : nothing much, just a little angst

Summary : While the Umbrella Academy lost Ben Hargreeves some 17 years ago, the Sparrow Academy lost you instead. Set in Season 3 ep 1-2, you share an emotional reunion with the new Ben Hargreeves.

Word Count : 1.7k

Note : I rarely write anymore, but Ben Hargreeves has my heart. Maybe I’ll do a part 2!

“Dad, who the hell are these assholes?”. You recognised Ben’s voice. It had been over 17 years since you’ve heard it (oh the things you would’ve done to hear his voice one last time). This time, it was slightly different though, slightly deeper, and at a lower register. Nevertheless, you’d never forget the voice of someone who meant so much to you.

The last time you had “spoken” to Ben wasn’t long ago, through Klaus. You had gone with Diego to pay the cult leader a visit. Little did you know, you would have shared your last emotional embrace with Ben. It felt odd, almost desperate even, speaking to him through Klaus, but it had been so long since you had been held in Ben’s arms. When he left, he told Viktor to remind you that he loved you. It hurt to recall the events of the past few days, especially because you knew there was nothing you regretted more than not telling Ben you loved him before he died. Everyone in the family knew you harboured affections for each other — it was difficult to date in secret when some of your siblings were so nosy. The two of you had shared your first kiss just days before he passed. You were both teens, and there was so much more love you had for him, so many “I love you”s you had saved for him, all of which you never had the chance to give him.

“Ben?”, your voice was shaky, and you felt your eyes become glassy. Now wasn’t the time to get emotional, especially since the mansion was crowded with super-powered (and potentially dangerous) strangers. Ben looked different — the scar on his cheek, the way he styled his hair. It scared you that he had changed, but what scared you the most was the look in his eyes. You couldn’t read what was behind his dark eyes, not like how you could with your Ben. The old Ben was sweet, and very very messy. The man before you looked scheming, angry, and the way he spoke reminded you of an asshole. You did notice his facial expressions soften when his eyes landed on you.

“Y/N?” His voice was just as shaky as yours.

“Ben, compose yourself.” The woman who could manifest crows warned him.

“Is that really you, Y/N?” The brunette (you would later know as Sloane) interjected. She seemed like the kindest of the bunch.

How could they have known your name? You weren’t the brightest Hargreeves sibling but it didn’t take much for you to come to a conclusion. If Ben was alive in their timeline, perhaps you were the one that had passed. While the Umbrella academy grew up without Ben, the Sparrows had done so without you. You didn’t have much time to process this though, since things escalated pretty quickly between the Umbrellas and Sparrows. Before you knew it, you found yourself caught between Five and the sparrow sibling with hallucinogenic spit. She snarled and hurled her dark spit towards you too quickly for you to react, but it was swiftly deflected by a tentacle you never imagined you’d see again.

“You okay?“ Ben approached you cautiously.

“How do you all know my name?” You asked him. He didn’t look as cold as he did earlier. Instead, his facial expressions were replaced by a mixture of confusion, concern, and even a little bit of hurt. You saw the edges of his lips move, as if he were about to say something, but you never got a chance to hear his reply as the rest of your siblings dragged you away.

The second time you saw him was just as unexpected. You had gone on your usual morning jog with Luther before the sparrows kidnapped the both of you. When the both of you woke up, you followed closely behind Luther. You thought it best to be silent in case the Sparrows could see through your facade and detect your anxiety. Luther could sense your fear, which was why he held you close and did the talking on your behalf while you sat next to Sloane.

“Has your Y/N always been such a coward? Can you not speak for yourself?” Ben gestured towards you in a mocking tone.

“Ignore him.” Fei comforted you. You couldn’t deny you felt hurt. Your Ben was not nearly as much of an asshole as he was.

“Our Ben would’ve never spoken to us like this.” Your voice trailed off towards the end. You weren’t looking for a fight.

“I’m not your little boyfriend, Y/N. My Y/N was never this pathetic.” Ben retaliated.

“Ben! That’s enough!” Fei interjected. Ben’s eyebrows furrowed and his eyes softened once he saw your hurt expression. You could tell he regretted his words as soon as they left his mouth, but you stormed out of the room before he had the chance to say anything else.

After his interrogation with Luther, Ben left him to his meal. Fei followed him out to confront him.

“You still have feelings for her.” Fei knew her brother well enough to tell that he had been distracted the past day.

“She’s not our Y/N, Fei, she’s the enemy.” Ben defended himself, but he knew that some part of him cared for her more than he’d like to admit.

“You should talk to her, you only get that kind of love once in your life.” Fei encouraged. Ben stayed silent as she walked away. He pinched his nose bridge and squeezed his eyes shut. It had been difficult to maintain a stoic expression in front of his siblings, especially considering the overwhelming sense of confusion, melancholy and relief he had to hide for the past day.

Ben entered his room to grab his jacket, although he’d be lying to himself if he said he wasn’t also hoping to find you there. In his timeline, you died a few years after Ben did in yours. This meant that the both of you had been together for a few years before he lost you. He knew you’d come to his room to cry whenever something upset you.

To his relief, Ben did find you curled up in his bed.

“I came to grab my jacket.” Ben lied. You immediately jolted up and tried to wipe away your tears as subtly as you could when he barged in.

“Stop… crying on my bed, emo. It’s gross.” He tried to sound detached, hoping you couldn’t tell that his heart actually clenched at the sight of your pitiful expression. He was angry at himself for hurting you, but he was even more confused about his feelings towards you. You were supposed to be the enemy, yet he wanted nothing more than to apologise and hold you in his arms.

“I’ll leave, I’m sorry” You hoped he would be a little kinder to you after the hurtful things he said earlier, but you had to remind yourself that this was not the same Ben you loved.

“Wait…just stay for a bit.” Ben’s voice was much softer now, almost as if he was pleading.

“You used to come in here when you were upset” He explained.

“You told me I could always come to your room to cry whenever our siblings upset me.” You added.

“Tell me about your Ben...” Ben gently sat himself next to you. You scanned his face. His eyes were glassy, his eyebrows creased and you swore you saw his lips quiver. It took a lot for Ben to keep himself together at the moment. For a brief second, you saw a hint of warmth, kindness and love in his eyes, just like the Ben you knew.

“Um… I loved him, but I never got the chance to tell him… For some time, Klaus could speak to him. He told me you loved me back.” You stifled a sob and covered your face with your hands as you cried. You felt Ben’s arms hold you tightly, so you melted into his embrace and let out a sob into his chest. He only pulled you in closer. Ben needed this as much as you did, he felt desperate for your touch. If only you knew how hard he had wished to hold you one last time since your accident, how many sleepless nights he had because his heart yearned for you till it physically hurt.

“I never got to hear him tell me he loved me back. Klaus reminds me he does, but I’ll never hear his voice saying it.” You whispered, hoping Ben would understand.

“I love you. I love you more than you can imagine.” Ben whispered back without missing a beat. You sobbed louder into his chest. It’s confusing, finally hearing the words you had wanted to hear so badly after waiting 17 years.

“I might not be your Ben, but I love you, and it hurts too much to know you never heard it back.” Ben pulled your head towards his, resting his forehead onto yours. Your noses lightly brushed against each other, and your lips were dangerously close.

“I love you too. There is no old Ben or new Ben, just you, you are my Ben.” You assured him. You don’t know exactly when, but by now, Ben’s cheeks were also streaked with tears. He shut his eyes tightly, attempting to regain his composure.

“You have no idea how physically painful it was to not be able to hold you like this, to not be able to kiss you.” Ben’s breathing was erratic, you could tell it was taking a lot of effort for him to stop himself from crumbling.

“I do.” You replied softly, as you raised your thumb to wipe his tears.

“Can I kiss you?” Ben pleaded. His eyes were full of longing. This man in front of you is exactly the Ben Hargreeves you knew. Perhaps the childhood he shared with the Sparrows, and the sorrow he experienced after losing you made him act like the asshole he was a few hours earlier. You heart ached thinking about how much he had been through.

You closed the gap between your lips, running your hands through his hair. His palm held the back of your head firmly but gently, as if he was afraid of losing you again.

Even if the universe was about to end for the third time, you had never been more thankful that you found your way back to Ben Hargreeves in the end.

The Photo (M)

Pairing: Kim Yugyeom x Reader

Word Count: 4.1k (I’m sorry)

Warnings: Dom!Yugyeom, situations without obvious consent, bad writing, too much plot I’m sorry I can’t stop

Summary: You and your friend manage to get tickets to see Got7 perform. Even better, you get tickets to meet the band.

A/n: First off, I’m sorry. I’m sorry I love stories with multiple parts. I’m sorry I’ve never written a fic yet that has an actual entire sex scene and I’m sorry I LOVE PLOT. I can’t stand fics that skip right to the meat. I need a little background here. SO I’M SORRY, SUE ME.

You thought buying tickets was the stressful part. Waking up early, setting up any and every machine that could access the internet. You had even enlisted the help of your friends to sit and wait online for the tickets to drop, crossing every finger and toe and wishing upon a star that you or one of your friends would be lucky enough to nab two tickets. Thankfully, to some higher entity, you were lucky enough, and managed to get two tickets to see Got7 live. You were even more than lucky though, you were one of the luckiest, as you managed to get you and your friend VIP package tickets to meet the band, get a signed poster, and a photo with the members. Only a select few tickets had this benefit, and the painful number deducted from your bank account showed you were one of them.

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You Were Always Mine

Prompt: I have a question, hopefully I’m not too much of a bother…If you’re not doing requests that’s fine, but if you are, Would you mind doing a reader/Adam Milligan smut where they’re best friends but he’s secretly in love with her? And she breaks up with her boyfriend and he comforts her which turns into possessive smut where he pretty much worships her? If you can, thank you so much!! You’re such a brilliant writer that I couldn’t resist asking!

Rating: Explicit/Mature Pairing: Adam/Reader Word Count: 1,576 Warnings: Possessiveness, slightly rough sex, cheating Author’s Note: Okay, so the Adam I wrote is Adam after he comes from the pit, hope that’s okay anon! Also, sorry it came out so late! To all my other readers: If you’ve requested a one shot from me and haven’t seen it yet don’t worry I’m going on a one shot posting spree and your request may be one of the ones posted:) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Things were different when Adam fell into the pit, you felt like your life shattered into pieces when you heard the news from Sam, Adam was your best friend the one who supported you and helped you through the rough patches in your life. Everyday you felt like you were just going through the motions until you met your recent boyfriend, Jackson. He helped to pull you out of the funk you were in and you couldn’t be more appreciative, you thought you would marry him and then it happened, he showed up at your apartment looking the same as he did years ago, maybe a little darker but it was him. It was your best friend.

“Adam?” You said in disbelief and didn’t wait for anything to be said before throwing yourself at him and wrapping your arms around his neck, crying into his shoulder. You don’t know how long the two of you stood there just hugging, him trying to help you calm down and you just clutching to him.

The few days after were consumed with the two of you talking, you could tell he was different but yet the same, the way he looked at you sometimes made you feel on edge especially after you told him about your boyfriend. The day they met was, well, you wouldn’t say a disaster but you also wouldn’t say it was perfect.

“What is wrong with you?” You ask grabbing Adam’s arm and pulling him into the kitchen.

“I don’t like him.” He stated simply and you looked confused.

“Why, all he’s done is help me.”

“You know you’re not the only girl he’s seeing, right?” He informed me

“What? How the hell would you know that?”

“I’m of the same gender, ____. Have you two had sex?”

“I don’t think that’s any of your –”

“Have you?!” He stopped your sentence and you felt compelled to answer him.

“No.”

“Then please believe me when I say he’s cheating on you.” You bit your lip and looked away from him.

“Leave.”

“Fine.” With one last look at you he walked out of the apartment and you regretted ever doubting him because just 3 days later you found Jackson cheating on you and it broke your heart. The very same day you called Adam, crying so hard you could hardly talk.

“You were right, I-I’m sorry, I should h-have listened to you.” You managed to get out.

“I’m on my way, okay.”

“Okay.” You could only squeak as you hung the phone up and balled yourself up on the couch, your tears still flowing. It didn’t take long for Adam to get to you and when he did he automatically took you into his arms, letting you cry while he stroked your hair and pressed kisses to your head.

All the while Adam is thinking of all the ways he could hurt Jackson, he was so caught in his thoughts that he didn’t hear you soft call of his name until the second time you said it.

“I’m going to kill him.” Were the first words out of his mouth.

“No, Adam, he’s not worth the extra energy.” Your tears had subsided and you were finally thinking clearly, if you weren’t you would have gladly agreed to it.

“Yeah he isn’t, he also isn’t worth your tears.” His green eyes looked down at yours.

“I’m sorry.” You spoke apologizing for kicking him out of the apartment and not believing him.

“You should be, I hope this taught you who you belong to.” That definitely wasn’t something Adam would have said before falling in the pit and you looked at him confused. What the hell did he mean by that?!

“Excuse me?” You raise an eyebrow and he smirks and an emotion that you’d never seen in his eyes before showed.

“You’re mine, you always have been and I think it’s about time you realized that.” The tone of his voice and the look he was giving you made a shiver go through you but of course it wasn’t from fear.

“And when did we establish this?" 

"The first day I met you, you were mine.” His grip on you tightened and the hand that was stroking your hair moments earlier now tangled in it. Your breathing hitched as his gaze lowered to your lips and you hoped he would kiss you, just the slightest touch of his lips would set you on fire, you knew.

“Damn it, Adam, kiss me!” You said forcefully.

“You never were patient.” He said before leaning in closer and your eyes closed as his lips pressed to yours firmly and you turned more to him clutching his shirt in your hands. His tongue touched your lip lightly and you opened your mouth for him to explore, you moaned as he maneuvered you and had you straddle him, he then proceeded to get up and your legs went around his waist.

“Where are we going.” You ask pulling back from the kiss.

“Bedroom of course, can’t do much on the couch can we?” The walk to your bedroom was a short one and he let you down on the bed gently. You let go of him and began to grab at his shirt but he took your hands of him and kissed them. You looked at him confused as he smiled down at you lightly.

“Slow down, I want to take my time with your body, I’ve been wanting this forever and I’m going to savor it.” He pecked your lips and then your cheek slowly moving down and sucking at your neck. Your hand came up to have your fingers run through his short hair, lovingly scratching his scalp as he basically growled in pleasure.

Your shirt came off first and your bra next, his hands massaged them feeling the weight in his palms before kissing the peaks lightly before taking a nipple into his mouth. You arched your back as he sucked and licked taking time on each breast before moving further down kissing between your breast and then stomach touching the curves of your body.

“I love you.” He spoke laying his head against you loving the softness of your skin and how cool and yet warm you felt. “You were the only person I could think about while I was in hell, I thought about getting back to you, how I would tell you how I felt, how I would make love to you, how I would make you mine.” His green eyes flashed up to look at you.

“But, then again, you always were mine.” He kissed lower until he got to the top of your jeans and helped you out of that and your panties, you laid there naked as he appraised your body and smothered you in kisses. His mouth kissed the inside of your thighs and a tingle went up your spine as he got closer and closer to your core. He kissed the top of your sex before his tongue touched your folds. Both of you closed your eyes in ecstasy and you sighed while he groaned loving the way you tasted.

Your legs hung over his shoulders as he continued his ministrations having you tip on the edge of release before he stopped, your breathing so hard you were almost at a pant. You looked down at him wondering why he had stopped, he only gave you a smirk before stripping before you and you took in his flawless body, you always knew Adam was nicely built but seeing him naked you now realized he was perfect. 

He came back over top you and kissed you fully, you smiled into it and your hands roamed over as much skin as you could reach taking in the planes and ridges, every muscle on his body.

“Take me, Adam, I’m yours.” You say and he groans hearing the words, he rubbed his cock between your moist lips before lining himself up and entering you slowly. You walls stretched as he filled you and you closed your eyes as he fit perfectly in you, completing you.

His first thrust had you both let out groans of pleasure, he went slow at first but as the minutes went by he sped up until he was pounding into you, having you cry out from how good he felt. You felt the heat in the pit of your stomach burn hot and you knew it wouldn’t go out until you were thrown over the edge.

“Fuck!” Adam groaned as you moved your hips to meet him.

“T-tell me who you belong to ____.” he panted

“You, Adam.” You whimpered out as his cock dragged over you g-spot.

“I didn’t hear you, who do you belong to?! He growled enunciating each word with his thrusts until you deliciously dived of the edge, screaming his name as your orgasm took you over. Your walls squeezing him so tight he had no choice but to cum as well with a yell, his seed shooting into you.

"I-I’m yours Adam, I belong to you.” You say breathlessly as you hug him close to your body loving the feel of his weight on you. He kissed you lazily before laying his head on your shoulder, his breath tickling your neck as you ran your fingers through your hair.

“And don’t forget that.” His deep voice said and all you could do was smile.

therapy

pairing: ransom drysdale x reader

warnings:  angst, fluff, mental illness, eventual smut && SPOILERS 

word count: 16k 

description: part 4 of 5. SPOILERS; DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN THE FILM – ransom’s therapy sessions during the assitant && four christmases and a little bit beyond.

note: so this took me forever and i was originally going to write couples therapy at the end, but it just didn’t flow as nicely. i’m probably only going to write one more part for this, but i hope you guys enjoy it. honestly. i’m writing this for you. 

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Factions Pt. 2 - Lee Minho

Lee Minho: Candor

Faction Born In: Erudite (The Smart)

Faction Chosen: Candor (The Honest)

-This boy just is so brutally honest that I don’t really have any large doubts that he would belong to Candor

-He has his smarts from his birth faction which helps him in some aspects of Candor as well

-He uses his smarts to manipulate the words he chooses to keep all of his secrets to himself and yet not lie or not truly with hold information

-This is how he passed Candor initiation without losing any reputation and being very respected, unlike his fellow peers who let all of their secrets lose on accident during different stages of training

-Can be, and will, be very straightforward if he disagrees with you or simply doesn’t like something you do

-After 3 years of being apart of Candor, he has a stable job in the law system in the city inside the walls, and has become a very respected high up in the faction and among many other factions

-The day before the years choosing ceremony, one of the faction leaders comes to Minho’s office to inform him that he will be conducting a segment of the initiation by injecting the new ones with truth serum and questioning them on different aspects of themselves to see who they really are and if they are good enough to be apart of Candor

-Doesn’t want to do it because, ew kids, but agrees anyways (Not like he can say no)

-Once the newbies arrive he tries to stay in his office and board rooms as much as possible to avoid any interactions with “stupid people” as he refers to them

-But he does have to leave his office for food, so he does leave for about 20 minutes during his break

-On one of those fateful lunch breaks he meets you for the first time

-Well….. rather sees you and admires your beauty

-Beauty does belong to beauty after all

-Doesn’t speak to you at all, but when you catch him staring at you he gives a polite wave

-Doesn’t know why he waved at you because he normally would have just given anyone else a cold stare

-As the process of testing the initiates continues, he keeps seeing you whenever he leaves for the large ‘lunch room’, and it has become a custom that you two at least smile and wave to each other every day

-(Even though you two have yet to say a word to each other)

-Finally though, the day of the final test comes and Minho is summoned to demonstrate and lead it

-He keeps his calm as he injects each initiate one by one, and watch as the struggle to hide their dirty secrets (And some would make even Minho blush if he had to admit those)

-Then it’s your turn

-For some reason that he doesn’t understand he doesn’t want you to embarrass yourself and he doesn’t want to inject you or even come near you with a needle

-He starts to slightly sweat because this is the first time he’s actually been up close with you before, and he can definetely say that when he imagined you all those nights in his dark apartment with his hand around his cock that he is not disappointed 

-His hands shake slightly as he injects you and forces himself to remain steely as he watches you squirm under his gaze

-He starts to try to rush through this, to at least hopefully save you from some misery, but is thoroughly surprised when you admit to nothing shameful

-You were actually really innocent

-That only served to make his mind wonder and his dick to start to wander up in his underwear

-After you there were only a few more tests to complete and they went by in a breeze although he thought he had caught blue balls by the time the second to last kid burst out in tears from shame

-Now it was just the party for the graduates into Candor

-He would make sure he would not be attending by whatever means to make sure he could still feel his dick

-He had managed to get away just in time before he thought he might actually burst his pants, when you came strutting around the corner

-You both stop and take eachothe rin

-You notice his suit that fits him perfectly. Dressing in all black with some silver lining. It fits perfectly

-Almost a little too perfectly

-You take note of the way his pants tent up in a strain 

-”That looks painful.”, you comment with a sly smirk growing on your lips

-You may be innocent but you do have curiosities that you know how to conceal

-He grunts taking in your comment wondering if he should take you hear up against the wall or in his office

-He just felt this strong need to take away your innocence and replace it with his cock stuffing you full, and filling you with only him

-”Are you going to help me or should I get one of your little friends to suck me off instead? Hmm?”

-You slowly walk up to him and wrap your arms around his neck

-”Your going to take me on a proper date after this though, okay?”

-He couldn’t believe this. He couldn’t believe you

-He loved it though and let out a low amused chuckle pulling you up by your thighs and pushing you up against the wall

-”Of course love”

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Oh. My. God.

After a full month I was finally able to fix my links! I will be continuing this series and I hope you stay with me and check out my other works as well! Thank you!

-Kookie5002

Boyfriend’s friend

Warning: cheating, overstimulation and oral(male receiving)

 You were sitting on the couch, watching your fav show when your boyfriend and his friend Minho knocked on the door. You shouted that it was open so they came in. They both hugged you and sat next to you. Your boyfriend said they were hungry and went to the kitchen to prepare something. 

 When you and Minho found some alone time you knew he was not going to just sit there. 

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