Got7 Yugeom And Bambam/Kunpimook X Reader Smut | Dirty T Or D

Imagine Din Djarin finding you asleep with Grogu.

i just wanna nap with grogu. this whole thing is entirely self indulgent, sue me. written by: archie

He emerged from the refresher after an hour, body and beskar finally squeaky clean. Sand was always too good at getting inside his armour, and after being swallowed whole by the krayt dragon outside Mos Pelgo, he knew he’d stunk of stomach acids and monster’s insides. As soon as the Crest was in hyperspace, he’d excused himself away to save both you and the Child from living with scrunched noses.

He felt much better now as he climbed up the hatch into the cabin, only to be met with a sight that brought out surprising warmth in his chest.

There you were, curled up in the Crest’s passenger seat, fast asleep. Your boots on the edge of the seat and knees drawn to point at the roof. With a stray blanket draped over your form and head bowed as you dozed, you’d never looked so cosy.

He stayed quiet and turned to the other seat to check on the Child, too- But he wasn’t there.

His brows furrowed behind his helmet. He glanced around, wondering if he was hanging by his feet like he so often was, but no. He was nowhere.

A gloved hand reached out to your sleeping from, about to shake your shoulder to ask, but-!

A soft gurgle. A twitch beneath the blanket over your chest.

The building panic melted away like it’d never existed.

He stepped in close and took the corner of the blanket, lifting it ever so carefully to not disturb either of you… And was greeted by a sight that brought surprising warmth to his chest.

His troublesome green blob was bundled safely in your arms, eyes closed and ears flopped against the fabric of your shirt. His head was nestled into your chest as soft babbles and gurgles spilled from his mouth, a little thread of drool attaching him to your shirt. It left a tiny patch of wetness that was uncommonly cute. He’d never looked so peaceful, Din mused.

He raised his eyes to your face. Peaceful, tired. It was clear you loved the Child like he was your own. With that, Din trusted you like no other.

In a pure moment of affection, he extended his finger to run a knuckle delicately down the bridge of your nose, then touched lightly on the kid’s hairy head. Each of you shuffled slightly at his touch, but didn’t wake. It was no surprise: he’d put you both through a lot that day.

He smiled to himself and tucked the blanket back the way he’d found it, soon settling into the pilot seat. He leant back and crossed his arms, allowing his eyes to fall closed, too.

With any luck, he’d see the two of you in his dreams.

Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell - final

SUMMARY: when you were ten, taehyung adopted you and gave you a home. now that you’re eighteen, the sudden change in your scent perplexes and confounds him.

PAIRING: wolf hybrid!tae x human!reader (all bts members are hybrids)

WARNINGS: talk of ownership (reader is tae’s pet human) | daddy long legs syndrome | angst | suicide attempt | smut (finally!) | heat sex | unhealthy relationships

WORD COUNT: 20.5k (lmfao)

RATING: explicit

A/N: yay this massive fic is finally done!! when i first started this i thought it would be like a 15k oneshot and now it’s a g i a n t. thank you to everyone who read this, left lovely comments and feedback, and cheered me on! not quite sure what i’m going to work on next, but nevertheless I hope to have your support for future projects too. :)

also, shoutout to my wonderful betas @knjkitten and @xoxrinaxox for going over this for me! yall are the greatest 💕

btw the last part of this isn’t betaed because google docs sucks and doesn’t sync reliably most of the time lmao. i’ll work on finding a better solution but in the meantime i hope there aren’t glaring mistakes. 

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Maybe I’m a little Dangerous (Maybe Love is Too)

(MafiaBoss! Yoongi x Reader)(Soulmate Au)

Summary: Rare soulmate marks don’t guarantee that you find your soulmate easily, and when your soulmate is the head of a mafia, being together will never be easy either…

Tags: Torture, Gore, Mafia! Yoongi, killer! Yoongi hurt/comfort, fluff, insecure! reader, self-hate, soulmate AU, fluff, coffee shop au! happy ending, 

Wordcount: 4.3k

Authors note: god this took me way too long to write, and I have a feeling that people will like this one less as well because its so long D: but I didn’t want to sit on this for any longer! hope you like it!

People have soulmate tattoo’s for different reasons

Some have flowers that bloom according to their other halves emotions

 Some have abstract maps or their soul mates favorite things (like piano keys or artists splashes of color.

Some soulmarks change and others don’t, some get colored when the other person starts to love you or get larger the closer you get to your soulmate.

There are rare types of soulmate marks though.

You don’t have your mark yet, and you wonder if you’ll have flowers or maybe moon phases on your legs like some other people do.

You’re so excited- but then you get yours…

You wake up one morning and raise your hands to brush the sleep out of your eyes to find your hands black and pattered with crisscrossing geometric lines and harsh diamonds of black over your knuckles.

 Every inch of your hands from your wrists onwards is patterned in harsh black lines almost like a pair of gloves.

And it never changes. Never gets an ounce of color. Never shifts to a different pattern.

And so you go to forums to try and figure out what your soulmate mark means because you’ve never met anyone with a mark like yours. 

And that’s when you learn that there is a very rare type of soulmark, usually only one color, where one half gets a mark on their body in the location that the others hates the most on their own body.

So from what you gather- your soulmate hates their hands.

And your heart sinks because you will never be able to explain it to them when you meet them.

Because you hate every inch of yourself.

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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.

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a/n: this is the cutest hhhhhhhhhh i hope you like it!

jaebum

his eyes open tiredly as he felt the shaking on his arm. he took a glance on the blinking light of the watch by the bedside table before turning to look at you with worried eyes. “baby? what is it?” he asked, voice husky in the wee hours of the morning. he cupped your face gently and stroked his thumb on your cheeks. “did you know that alpaca’s wool fibers are flame-resistant?” you said with an excited smile, your eyes shining a bit and hr bursted out laughing.

“i did not know that, y/n,” he answered with a soft smile. you nodded and rested your head on his chest, leaving soft kisses on his bare skin before drifting back to sleep. “love you, baby,” he mumbled before he fell back into dreamland.

mark

you were up until one in the morning, watching videos about llamas. you didn’t know why but it entertained you until you fell asleep, phone still clutched in a hand while the other was thrown around mark’s waist. he’s been in dreamland since he came home at around 11 after a meeting. normally he was a deep sleeper but somehow when you spoke his name quietly, he opened his eyes, pulling you closer to him.

“hmm?” he asked, rubbing your arm as you mumbled silently. “llamas’ poop don’t smell. and they use it as fertilizer and even fuel in brazil.“ you said, eyes still closed and a grin formed in his lips. he took his phone and filmed you mumbling softly about llamas before you dropped a kiss on his chin and continued on your sleep. he laughed and kissed your temple, muttering a soft “i love you,” before closing his eyes.

jackson

it was a quick flight to hongkong but after their tight schedule, jackson took this opportunity to sleep in the plane, you following him to dreamland. at first you spent your first half of an hour watching him sleep with a small smile in your lips before deciding it was a bit creepy. he was sleeping peacefully on your shoulder so you lay your head on his and drifted off yourself.

“hey jacks,” you mumbled as you stirred in your sleep, waking him up and he looked up at you with drowsy eyes. “yes, babe?” he asked and you snuggled closer to him as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder. “did you know that alpacas have a type that grows silky dreadlocks?“ you said, yawning. you pressed a kiss on his cheek before closing your eyes and falling back to sleep. he threw his head back in laughter before kissing your hair lovingly and going back to sleep.

jinyoung

it was one of those days when you both had nothing to do except watch movies and/or nap in the living room, snuggled together in the couch. he was fast asleep and had you in his arms, cuddled to his chest as your hand gripped on his shirt. you stirred in your sleep as if waking from a dream and you sat up, waking him up in the process.

“what is it, sweetheart?” he asked as you rubbed your fist on your eyes, a habit you do when you wake up. letting out a yawn, you answered him, “llama’s scientific name is lama glama? lama glama, lama glama, lama glama.“ you said, voice hoarse from the sleep. on habit, you pecked his lips before slumping on him again, arms wrapped around his waist to which he smiled softly. brushing your hair away from your face, he kissed your forehead and mumbled, “i love you,” before drifting back to sleep.

youngjae

after a date in a beach quite a drive from seoul, you both had fell asleep on the cab you called. it was a long day but you two were happy nonetheless since it’s been quite some time since you went out on a date. your head was on his shoulder while his arm is wrapped around you and his head resting on yours.

he stirred in his sleep when he felt you moving your hand to grip his, interlocking your fingers. “youngjae, did you know that alpacas mostly hum and not spit?“ you muttered softly and he laughed as you kissed his cheek and returned to your sleep as if nothing happened. youngjae closed his eyes and kissed your forehead lovingly before returning to sleep.

bambam

“babe?” he asked as you suddenly sat up. it was still dark outside from he observed and he took you in his arms again, making you face him.

“bam,” you trailed off, eyes barely open as if you’re sleeptalking. he hummed, rubbing your back, coaxing you to continue what you’re saying. “a-alpacas don’t have teeth in their upper palette.“ you said and he chuckled, voice husky from the sleep as he pulled you down back to the bed. “that’s adorable, baby,” he answered and you grunted a yes and kissed his lips before going back to sleep. bambam laughed again, taking his phone from the nightstand to snap a picture of you before he cuddled you closer to him. “love you so much,” he mumbled before falling back to sleep.

yugyeom

“y/n,” he whined as he felt you shaking him to wake him up. yugyeom buried his face on the crook of your neck and you pouted. “yugy, i have something to tell you,” you cooed, eyes still droopy but you had excitement in your voice. he looked up at you, hand moving on your waist, his thumb rubbing softly on the skin under your shirt. “yeah?” he asked, voice husky from the sleep.

“llamas, t-they give birth standing up,“ you said and smiled widely before you wrapped your arm on his waist and snuggled your head on his chest. he groaned but didn’t stop the smile forming on his lips as you peppered his skin kisses and then drifted back to sleep. he sighed and dropped a kiss on your hair. “you make me fall in love with you harder every day,” he smiled and fell back to sleep.​

four christmases

pairing: ransom drysdale x reader

warnings:  slight violence, angst, fluff, smut && SPOILERS

word count: 16k

description: part 2 of 5. CONTAINS MAJOR SPOILERS, PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE NOT WATCHED THE FILM. you’ve been working for the thrombeys for four years now,the last three years of your service being a glorified babysitter to the most annoying, self-absorbed, dickhead hugh ransom drysdale. These are the four christmases you’ve spent with the thrombey/drysdale clan during your times of service. 

a/n: this story is brought to you by season 4 of schitt’s creek and maybe 12 cups of coffee. it felt like it took forever to write, but i’m happy to bring it to you. this is the follow up for my other ransom one-shot ‘the assistant’. i hope you guys like it! 

2018

What a fucking asshole. 

“You have to be there, it’s your job.” Ransom huffed indignantly. You rolled your eyes from the passenger seat of his beamer, tablet open in your lap as you scrolled through your sister’s amazon wishlist. 

“I have a family too Ransom. I can’t just abandon my own family on Christmas just because you can’t get along with yours.” His knuckles turned white against the gear shift. Nothing else mattered, only him it seemed, and his whining Mommy complex. 

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summary — life gets a little more complicated when your son befriends a kid whose father seems to hate your guts.

pairing — dad!yoongi x mom!reader

genre — angst, fluff

warning — there may be grammar mistakes, sometimes I unconsciously omit words

a.n. — hello, im back with a new story, hopefully this would be better. let me know if you want to be added to the tag list :)

thank you for reading xx

introduction: A and B | one | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight | nine | ten | eleven | twelve | thirteen | fourteen | fifteen | sixteen | seventeen | eighteen | nineteen | twenty | twenty one | twenty two | twenty three | twenty four | twenty five | twenty six | twenty seven | twenty eight | twenty nine | thirty | thirty one | thirty two | thirty three | thirty four | thirty five | thirty six | thirty seven | thirty eight | thirty nine | forty | forty one | forty two (I) | forty two (II) | forty three (the end) | epilogue | extra.

Bag of Tricks pt 2 | Bang Chan (m)

Summary:

After losing your job and moving in with Chris, you are forced to face your feelings. Will he love you back? Or are you just a toy to him?

Pairings: Dom Christopher Bang x Sub Female Reader

Genre: Smut (fluff if you blink fast)

Words: 2.6k

Warnings: Dom/sub, oral (m/f), spanking, sensory deprivation, unprotected sex, mentions of alcohol, bound (wrists being tied), public humiliation, forceful gag used. I know I forgot some stuff. You’ll be SURPRISED I guess.

A/N: This is part two, please read part one before reading this. Thank you @particularemu​ for your amazing skills. I love you 

Part ONE

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Far From Home - Masterlist

summary: Mark Tuan had been your neighbour growing up and even when he disappeared to South Korea to become famous you two had still talked. Now, in a weird turn of events, you were following him to accept a lucrative job offer in Seoul. You expected to find a career there, to rekindle a friendship that you had missed - what you didn’t expect was Jaebeom.

warnings: eventual smut, light angst, inaccurate ideas as to how idols are able to move around the city without being mobbed by fans.

pairing: female reader/jaebeom

note: conversations fully in italics are in korean. the reader character speaks limited korean at the beginning of this story.

PART ONE | PART TWO | PART TWO POINT FIVE | PART THREE | PART FOUR | PART FIVE | PART SIX | PART SEVEN | PART EIGHT | FINALE

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MY ONLY ONE | MAKING ME WHOLE

Join Me - Peter Ballard

Show: Stranger Things

Pairing: f!reader x Peter Ballard/Henry creel/001

Tags: short (ish) fluff, Peter one-shot, fanfic

Warnings: mention of blood, violence, st4 spoilers!

Summary: Peter is under the impression that you died. Peter knows he cant live without you, but he soon wants revenge. Little does he know, you weren’t really gone after all.

Notes: This was so rushed I’m sorry if it ended up being terrible, feel free to correct me on any mistakes!!

This is also my first post on here!! I actually kind of like tumblr, and I’m planning on writing more here. Feel free to ask for requests. Preferably Peter Ballard but I also wrote down some more fandoms in my bio :)

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