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heavenly nobodies (or “the fog”) • graham/reader

this is a bit heavier than usual, ladies. proceed w caution. tw for mentions of abusive relationships, drug abuse and reader has no self-esteem at all. nothing too descriptive in that sense though

on a lighter note, reader n graham are basically two lost adults acting like petty children

a quick disclaimer: its not my intention in *any way* to glorify or romanticize drug abuse or basically anything any of these characters do - its messed up shit. this is fiction, don’t take it seriously, please

if this fic was a song, even though its titled after a lush song, it would be lark by angel olsen i guess. might have a sequel someday i dunno

+18, as always. contains smut. this is sososososo long and has went through so many rewrites im sorry. but i do think its my best fic yet!

set in the mid 90s

word count: 3.780

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crazy how they both wanted him. to shreds

Beatlemaniacs!

Their reaction to seeing you in the games

Pairings: Sang-woo x reader, In-ho x reader, Jun-ho x reader, Salesman x reader.

- When he first saw you in the games, he wasn't sure that it was actually you.

- He only knew for sure that it was you when you went up to vote whether or not they should stay or go.

- He felt a rush of panic when he watched you standing in front of the buttons deciding which one to choose.

- Walks over to you and stands behind you while he practically interrogates you on why you're here.

- 'I wanted to help you with your money problems.' You would tell him. 'Don't worry about me, I will sort out my own problems.'

- He doesn't mean to be rude to you if he is, but he does care about you and doesn't want you to be in this situation.

- Tries not to make it known that he is panicking when he sees you.

- Would talk to the people in control of the guns in the first game and tell them to avoid your number.

- His eyes would never leave you as he watched the round go on.

- Leg shaking the whole time and would also hold his breath every now and then.

- He would advise you when you get the chance to leave that you shouldn't call the number on the card again.

- He wouldn't outright tell you why he knows, but he would if you threatened to call it again.

- He noticed you when he went to ask 456 if he knew anyone with his brother's name.

- Would stare at you for a bit too long before walking over and patting you down.

- Frantically turn around and check on you every now and then.

- You would definitely catch on to the guard that was constantly looking over at you.

- Instantly thinks of a plan to get you out of there, even if it meant you didn't get the money that you needed.

- He would give you all the money he has to keep you far away from these murderous games.

-When he sees you holding the infamous card with the shapes on it, he immediately storms up to you and rips it out of your hand.

- "Never call this number" "If someone asks to play a game for money, then you leave. Do you hear me?"

- Doesn't even want you looking in the direction of the card.

- Won't tell you why, will just tell you not to ask about it again.

- You need the money? He will give it to you.

It's him, Johnny. Logan himself is the source. He tried to get out of the Void that way and failed.

I... Absolutely adorable Scott Summers with my entire heart. I need to ask you since I'm a fan of your other work. How do you think he'd deal with a bratty reader/team member?

mdni (18+); cw: smut, brat taming, oral sex (f receiving), overstimulation

hmmmm... so i think when you start dating scott, the first time you get bratty he's confused. like he does not understand that you're trying to provoke a reaction out of him and get freaky. so instead he tries being amicable and working towards a solution.

but you don't seem to want it. there's only so much he can take. after a few too many rolled eyes and stamped feet, he snaps. he grabs one of the arms crossed over your chest, making you stand normally before looking at you and simply saying "enough."

it's just one word, but he says it in the same tone he uses when he gets frustrated on missions. he speaks in a way that the intensity of his gaze stings you from behind the red lenses of his sunglasses.

after that, your demeanor shifts. no longer are you prodding at him. rather, you're pouty. and that's when he starts to understand. he realizes you're not upset about whatever you got snippy about. you're just frustrated in general and want to be put in your place.

and from then on, scott really steps into the role of taming you.

when you brat out, he doesn't play around and engage with you. while i think someone like logan would be more direct with punishments, scott can play the long game. he has the patience, and he uses it.

instead of giving you what you want, and carting you off to your room, scott will just ignore you. he'll tell you that the two of you can discuss how you're feeling when you can do so like a mature adult. at first that only gets you more upset, but before long, your lip is wobbling and your eyes are glossy. you're coming to him, holding his arm and nuzzling his bicep.

"scott, i'm sorry," you whimper as the two of you walk back to your room.

he glances down at your pleading eyes and tries not to smirk. you acted so tough, but you're so easy to break down.

"are you now?" he asks monotonously.

you nod quickly, eager to prove to him that you can behave. the two of you go into your shared room where he takes a seat on the bed and you stand in front of him.

"have anything to say for yourself then?" he asks.

"i'm really sorry, sir," you say, throwing on the title for some extra points. you step closer to stop between his thighs. "'m sorry for giving attitude and calling you a dick."

he chuckles and tilts your chin up. "yeah. that wasn't very nice was it, baby?" he teases.

you shake your head, eyes still cast down.

"you're lucky i can be so forgiving then, aren't you?" he says.

and again, you nod.

once you've acquiesced and admitted your wrongdoings, that's when he moves into the part of the punishment you craved all along. it's the part where he spreads you out on the bed and takes residence between your thighs, overstimulating you to tears with his fingers, tongue, or cock. whatever he feels like.

your legs wrap around his head while your back arches off the mattress. you part your lips in a silent scream as your third release tears through you. your hips buck wildly, but he does his best to hold them in place. he keeps you nice and steady because through all of this, he never stops sucking on your poor, puffy little clit.

you whine and squirm, starting to push at his head to find some reprieve, but he won't let up. tears roll down your temples while spit collects around wet sobs.

"scott..." you choke out as your legs quake violently, "can't... can't do it... too much."

"it's not too much," he chides once he pulls himself off your cunt. he licks a broad stripe over the sticky expanse before pumping his fingers into your dripping entrance.

more tears pour from your eyes as another cry erupts from your mouth. you nod wildly. "yes it is. it's- it's- oh my fucking god," you sob.

"it's what? it's what you wanted?" he taunts, "you were begging for attention so badly earlier. i thought you'd enjoy yourself."

you part your lips to respond, but only a squeak comes out. your hips roll as he curls his fingers with in and brings you to a fourth peak.

your words become babbled and drool leaks from your mouth in the haze. he grins at your fucked out state and keeps sliding his fingers back and forth.

"that's right. you don't need words, sweetheart. you never use them anyways. you always jump right ahead to having an attitude," he mocks.

all you can mumble in response is his name on repeat. your eyes screw shut. a few seconds later, you finally get a small break. it only last a few seconds though because you come to realize the brief pause in his actions was only so he could position himself with his cock at your entrance.

"it's ok though. we'll get all those big feelings worked out so you can go back to being a good girl for me again," he says.

it's the last thing you hear before he slides in and everything in your world explodes into white hot pleasure.

friendly reminder that this (low quality) photo of hugh exists:

why is bro standing like that. cunty ass bitch

mi amor: george x reader

request: I just read the accent kink anon and now I need something like that in my life, because all I can think about is George groaning while you whisper something to him in Spanish and he just can’t control himself 😉 Whenever you have the chance could you whip something like that up? a/n: ive had this in my drafts for the longest time oops. i acc have so many unfinished fics in my drafts oopsies. smut: smut, nothing out of this world word count: 733

It all started out as an honest mistake. Really, truly, just a mistake. You had accidentally closed the cabinet door on your finger and had loudly sworn in Spanish as you held your finger tightly. George had popped into the kitchen with a look of concern.

"What was that, darling?" he had asked.

You had continued grumbling in Spanish about how it hurt, clearly unaware of what language you were speaking in. Or the effect it was having on George, completely unaware of the way his face changed into a devilish grin.

He went to stand behind you, head peering over your shoulder as you placed your finger under a steady stream of cold water, still muttering complaints in your native language. His chin rested on your shoulder and only then did you notice him and - with a quick look behind you - his grin.

Then, maybe - and just maybe - did it morph from an honest mistake to a playful mistake. You changed your voice, getting rid of the annoyance and replacing it with a much lower and slower tone. You remained focused on your finger, which no longer hurt, in order to not give yourself away.

And then, to top it all off, you called him Jorge; his name in Spanish.

He couldn't control himself then. He spun you around, strong hands on your waist, and turned off the tap. Your injured finger was long forgotten. The way he looked down at you made you shiver. That look of pure hunger for you.

"Hmm?" he asked, his fingers drawing gentle circles on your exposed waist.

"¿Qué?" you replied, almost a challenge.

George quirked an eyebrow and stepped even closer to you. You bit your lip to hide your surprise at his boner and raised both eyebrows, feigning confusion.

"¿Qué pasa mi amor?" you raised your hand and brushed his hair away from his face, tucking it safely behind his ear.

"I think you know que pasa." he said, completely butchering the pronouciation.

You giggled, you couldn't help it, and clearly, he couldn't either.

He picked you up, making you squeal, and took you out the kitchen. You fought back a grin, excited at the prospect of a riled up George. He took you to the bedroom and dropped you on the bed, immediately climbing on top of you.

His lips were on yours in an instant. He started bucking his hips against yours, pressing himself where you needed him most. You wrapped your legs around his waist and kissed him back, sneaking in Spanish words between kisses.

Each word made him groan more and more, it didn't matter what you were saying. He was quite literally feral, couldn't control himself. He pulled your pants and underwear down in one motion and freed himself from his pants.

Just as quickly as he had gotten both of you exposed, he slipped himself into you. It hurt a bit at first but his kisses and moans were making you hornier by the second.

"Fuck, darling, I love it when you talk like that." he groaned into his ear, slamming himself into you.

You moaned his name in Spanish again and smiled at the way you felt his body shuddered against you. You never knew why he reacted like this but you didn't care, it was just another weapon in your arsenal. Another means to get whatever you pleased.

You slipped your hand into his shirt, dragging your nails down his back, and called him sweet names in Spanish, one after the other. George couldn't stop moaning.

"I'm gonna cum." he said.

You encouraged him in Spanish, and soon his movements became erratic. You squeezed your legs around him, moaning as you felt your own high coming.

You continued whispering in your native language in his ear as you both came down from your high. George fell onto you, his weight welcoming and comforting.

"Holy fuck, love." he finally huffed, head resting on your chest. He kissed your exposed breasts, you could feel his eyelashes against you as his eyes fluttered closed.

"Did you like that, mi amor?" you asked as you played with his hair.

He lazily rose his head from your chest and raised an eyebrow. "What do you think?"

"No se, por algo pregunto."

And even though it was just a random sentence, George's eyes mischievously lit up at the sound of your voice.

ABC's of intimacy | Hwang Jun-ho 🌶️

MINORS DNI!

Hwang Jun-ho Masterlist

General Masterlist

A = Aftercare (How do they look after you after sex.)

He’s a total sweetheart. Dotingly pulls you against him and kisses your temple. Jun-ho makes sure to clean you up and that you use the restroom before falling asleep to prevent disease. He’ll also constantly ask you if you’re cold, but how could you be with him around?!

B = Body part (Their favorite body part.)

On you: He loves your eyes and how they can so inquisitively watch him. Because of this, he’s big into maintaining eye contact while fucking you.

On himself: He loves his own shoulders and the way you grip at them whenever he’s on top. It makes him feel strong and protective over you.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)

He loves to see you swallow his cum, the sight of which makes him weak in the knees.

D = Dirty Secret (A secret they won’t tell)

He wouldn’t mind some kinky roleplay where he’s the officer and you’re the person he has to frisk, which will, of course, turn very sexual.

E = Experience (Experienced, virgin, etc.)

Jun-ho is absolutely not the type to sleep around, but that doesn’t mean he’s had no partners before you. The relationships he did have in the past however made him quite a skilled and experienced partner, but not only in the area of sexuality. He’s definitely giving it a full 100%, all of the time.

G = Goofy (Are they serious or silly during intimacy?)

He’s mostly quite serious when having sex with you, but whenever you’re in a pouty mood, he’ll do anything in his being to make you laugh. For example, he’ll definitely blow raspberries against your thighs, which is almost always successful. Or he’ll tickle you, which is not often something that you appreciate, but it does pull at least a smile from you.

F = Favorite Position

He really doesn’t mind, but the butterfly position gets him going. Your legs on his shoulder as he rocks into you, your hands intertwined, it makes him feel immensely connected to you.

H = Hair (Are they well groomed, does the curtain match the drapes?)

Jun-ho doesn’t have a lot of body hair and what little he has he shaves off, so he’s very well-groomed and clean below the belt.

I = Intimacy (How romantic are they)

This man is an absolute sap and would totally book a honeymoon suite just so the two of you can fuck between rose petals. He also surprises you very often with romantic trips, sometimes to make up for working late. You tell him that there is no need to apologise because you love him just as much and that his work is just very important, but you don’t mind slow sex in a cabin in the woods either.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation)

Jun-ho does not have a lot of pent-up energy since his work requires a lot of his attention, but that doesn’t mean that he sometimes needs release. He sometimes slips into the restroom when at work and will text you that he’s feeling horny, to which you often reply with a naugthy picture he can get himself off on.

K = Kinks

Wouldn’t mind roleplaying, as mentioned before. He’d also love for you to put his handcuffs on him one day so that you can have your way with him. Jun-ho is certain that it would be extremely arousing to have you going down on him whilst he’s caught in his own restraints.

L = Location (Where to do it?)

He’ll do you everywhere, but he likes to fuck you in the shower. Whenever you tell him that you’re going to wash up, he’s bound to follow and fucks you against the slippery wall. Saves water, he says, but it causes you to spend way too long under the running shower anyways.

M = Motivation (What turns them on?)

Jun-ho is not a difficult man and does not require a lot. A few fleeting touches will do, or whenever you sit on his lap. When he feels your butt against his clothed crotch, it’ll get him going no matter what. Even more if you grind against him, be it on purpose or on accident.

N = No (What they absolutely wouldn’t do under any circumstance)

He would never - ever - fuck you in public. Not if there’s a risk involved that someone would walk in on you. The idea of being caught is a huge turn-off for him, so he’d never do anything of the sort. This also means no toys in public.

O = Oral (Giver or receiver, or both?)

A bit of both, but strongly leaning receiver. It drives him crazy when you go down on him, and he can’t get enough of your mouth around his cock. You’re extremely good at it, so can you blame him?!

P = Pace

His pace is quite average - just right! Sometimes he’s slow, sometimes a bit quicker, entirely depending on the mood you’re in and how far along the line you are.

Q = Quickie (Are they down for it?)

As long as it is in a safe and secluded environment, absolutely. If you show up at the police station and he’s able to get you into a private setting? He’s totally down for a quick fuck! As long as you can keep quiet, that is, but he’ll make sure of that in quite an explicit way, much to your delight.

R = Risk (Are they willing to do anything dangerous or risky?)

When it comes to bondage he wouldn’t mind - read: Kinks. However, he’s not willing to do anything dangerous or risky when it involves public spaces and will only have a quickie in public if the space you are in can be locked up so that nobody will be able to walk in on you.

S = Stamina (How long do they last?)

One long round, where he can make you cum several times. For someone of his profession, it’s important to have a good physical condition, so has impressive control over his own body.

T = Toy (Into experimenting?)

Not really, sorry. He wouldn’t mind something like a small vibrator to increase your pleasure, but toys like dildos, strap-ons, whips and more, just scare him a little. He isn’t sure why, he’s just not into that.

U = Unfair (Are they a tease?)

He can sometimes tease you but never keeps it up for long. Mainly because he doesn’t like to keep you waiting, but maybe also a bit because he can barely control himself around you. If he could choose between teasing you to no end or getting blown by you, the choice is easily made.

V = Volume

He is far from loud, but does make some pleasant noises. Breathes very heavily, too, especially when he’s close to orgasm.

W = Wildcard (Any headcanon)

Proud to introduce you to his mom. Like so unbelievably proud. He’s a gushing mess about it and his mother adores you immensely.

X = X-Ray (What are they hiding?)

Jun-ho is quite sizable, with a nice firm head, quite long, nice and slender cock. Knows how to use it well, especially in combination with his fingers.

Y = Yearning (How high is their libido?)

His libido is quite average. He won’t jump you at any given moment, but you certainly go at it several times a week.

Z = Zzz (How long will it take for them to fall asleep?)

It takes Jun-ho not long to fall asleep, but he’s trying his best to stay awake until you’ve fallen asleep. Not that you mind if he fails to do so, though, because you love watching him doze off against your naked body just as much.