word count: 25,916 (yikes)
genre: astronaut!au, 1960′s au, angst, fluff, some suggestive content but nothing too crazy, adventure, husband!au, father!au
warnings: death, near death experiences, a lot of crying, emotional baggage
author’s note: hi again!! so im back with a new fic!!i wanna start off by saying that this fic is not meant to belittle anyone’s accomplishments, even though it is based on real events this work is pure fiction, and should be taken as such. I hope you guys like this fic and i know its very long so if you get to the end just know that i love haha thank you!! also, its very possible that tublr will crash if this is opened n mobile so im sorry about that
synopsis: ever since he was a young boy, mark’s dream was to be the first man on the moon. along his journey to accomplish his dream, he finds there are many hardships would have to face in order to succesfully complete his mission and come back home to the love of his life.
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pairing: haechan x reader
genre: angst, smut, fluff, f2l (kinda)
warning: unprotected sex, sixty-nining, dirty talk, oral, fingering, semi-public fingering, orgasm denial, overstimulation
wc: 14.6k
summary: lee donghyuck was your best friend, but you hated him. well, at least you think you do. you hate everything that he is, and everything he had become. despite this, you find your friendship actually quite simple with him, never crossing the line of being too complicated. as time starts to grow, and as donghyuck starts to realize he wants to become closer to you, things start to change. and soon enough, you’re stuck on the ‘complicated’ line with him. your dynamic soon becomes like salt and ice.
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🎥 PAIRING: Haechan x Fem!Reader
🎥 CONTENTS: Hollywood!au, co-star!Haechan, flangst, swearing, enemies to lovers, smut [all suggestive scene headings are marked with a star (★). They’re not necessary to the plot, so you can choose whether to read it SFW or NSFW]
🎥 WORD COUNT: 31k
🎥A/N: Inspired by the lyrics ‘don’t follow me, you’ll end up in my arms’ for @legendnct’s Bingo Collab. Find the character/film vocabulary guide here.
🎥 EPILOGUE: A Night at the Oscars
INT. BYUN STUDIOS - DAY [AUGUST]
“You’re kind of a princess, you know that?” He takes a drag from his cigarette, leaning back lazily, slick honey-colored hair and leather jacket stark against the cherry red of his Mustang.
“And you’re a little dangerous,” you say. His eyes follow as you walk towards him, plucking the cigarette from his hand and placing it between puckered lips. When you pull back, exhaling a thin stream of smoke, the paper is stained a shiny pink from your lip gloss. “Mama warned me about guys like you, you know.”
“Yeah?” he leans forward, one hand sliding to your hip, the gesture casual, yet possessive. “And what did she say?”
“She said you’ll break my heart.”
For one heartbeat, then another, he stares at you, then he pulls you roughly towards him, crushing his lips to yours. He tastes of salt, heat, just a tinge of nicotine, which sets your lips tingling as you fall into his kiss. Your hands press into his chest, leather and vinyl crinkling under your fingers…
“And cut!” The soundstage bell rings, and the muffled sound of check the gate sounds as various PAs and PD personnel run forward. You and Haechan break apart, already staring daggers as a PA approaches, holding two windbreakers.
“What the hell was that?” you hiss, eyes narrowing as you allow her to place the coat around your shoulders. Haechan just hands the prop cigarette to the PA, pulling a slim Juul from his costume jacket and taking a long hit, smoke pearly white in the warm summer air. “I almost fell.”
“Doesn’t matter, they would’ve called it in a second anyway,” he says, wiping a smudge of gloss from his mouth with ill-disguised disgust. “You know you kiss like a fish, right?”
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Fighting Temptation
Pairing: Jeon Jeongguk x Reader
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 1.5k
Request: Sure, it was requested by my heart after watching the video of Guk boxing. He really out there trying to win his spot as my bias back, huh.
Summary: Just your typical day keeping your boyfriend some company at the BigHit building while he enjoys his new-found hobby, only to find out it is quite hard to focus on anything else when you have each other around.
The sound of boxing gloves hitting the paddles over and over was everything that could be heard through the practice room.
Your eyes remained focused on your boyfriend, whose breathing became heavier by the second, as he had been a good couple of minutes moving around, way too focused and determined not to let his coach hit him with the pads to even think about throwing quick glances at you like he normally did whenever he worked out and you were there.
Finding the sight of Jeongguk’s oversized black t-shirt flowing with each movement of his and his hair becoming messier as it started to get covered with sweat to be quite enthralling, you took your phone out of your jacket’s pocket, starting to record his training.
A huge smile took over your factions after he managed to curve one of the paddles coming at him.
“Yes! That’s my boyfriend!” you chanted in excitement, your heart fluttering after noticing from afar the way he tried so hard not to smile – instead knitting his eyebrows together to remain serious.
That’s when you accepted the challenge.
With a mischievous smile this time, you added: “Looking hot, baby. You show ‘em!”
That did not only earn a chuckle from his coach, but also a pretty cocky smile from Jeongguk. However, his eyes were still focused on the paddles ahead of him, hitting one after another.
“God, I’m so lucky to have such a strong, buff boyfriend who’d be able to protect me so well”.
That had finally drawn his attention to you – somewhere in between a smug and a sweet smile forming on his lips before he opened his mouth to say something in return. Only he didn’t get to, for one of the paddles had stopped him before a word could come out of his mouth, by lightly hitting his head.
“Focus, Jeon!” his coach scolded him, trying his best not to laugh at the amusing situation.
“Yes, Jeon!” you repeated, opening your mouth slightly in a feigned surprised expression just to annoy him, knowing you had succeeded at it after watching him roll his eyes.
“I just got hit because of you, you don’t get to make fun of me” he threateningly pointed at you with the glove covering his hand.
“Oh, come on” you stopped recording, putting your phone back in your pocket. “How hard can it be to keep your focus?”
“You try it then” he dared you.
One of your eyebrows was immediately raised, determinedly looking from him to his coach before nodding your head. “Okay then” you stood up, starting to take your jacket off so that you could move around more easily.
“I’ll hold these” he told the man next to him, taking his gloves off before holding the paddles himself, just as you started walking over there.
“Okay” the man took a step back, “I’ll give you a five minute break and then we’re getting back to it” he informed your boyfriend, giving him a serious look before walking out of the room.
Once he closed the door behind him, Jeongguk turned back to you with a taunting smile, handing the gloves to you and tilting his head for you to put them on.
“You ready?” he questioned, holding the paddles in front of him.
“When am I not ready?” you replied cockily, squinting your eyes at him just as he rolled his – a small sparkle showing on them at the pure sight of you.
As soon as you were done securing the gloves in your hands, you locked eyes with him to let him know you were ready, at which you were met with a bright, cynical smile parting his lips.
“Bring it on, buttercups” he taunted you one last time – that being your cue to begin.
In all honesty, your first punches had been a little more eager than they should’ve, for you had thought your competitive boyfriend would try and hit you with the equipment at all costs just to show you how hard keeping your focus was indeed. What you got instead, was a giggly Jeongguk who would softly move the paddles your way, not really trying to touch you at all.
Falling for his bubbly mode as well, you found yourself laughing wholeheartedly, trying not to close your eyes every time you did so, as you did not intend to lose your focus and let him win.
“You’re so cute” he gushed, this time leaning slightly in and reaching out to touch your waist with the paddle – not getting to do so before you blocked his movement.
“Don’t you dare, Jeongguk” you playfully glared at him, hearing him chuckle at the way you had ever so seriously said his name.
“It’s not that easy now, is it?” he cocked one of his eyebrows, catching on the way your breathing became heavier and your punches turned weaker with each one you threw.
“Don't–”
Before you could even begin to make your point, he had finally gotten to you, touching your elbow with the equipment in his right hand. That was it for you, because you got distracted again as you opened your mouth to yell at him, and he took that to his advantage, delicately hitting the left side of your waist with the other paddle.
Just like that, your previous activities turned into a fit of giggles coming out of both your mouths when he kept on tapping different spots on your body with the pads.
“Come on, babe” he mocked you, “focus!”
“Yah!” you scolded him right after he tapped your head, hopelessly trying to block his manoeuvres; whereas he giggled beatifically.
“Is it that hard for you to keep your focus with me around?”
No matter how bad you wanted to erase that triumphant grin from off his face, you were not able to reply as you started to get ticklish out of nowhere; taking a few steps backwards while you tried to cover yourself from his playful touch – jumping up at the sudden feel of your back hitting the mirror that covered a whole wall of the practice room.
“Wow, I must be really hot to make you lose that fast” he wiggled his eyebrows teasingly, making you laugh the instant he faintly hit you one last time before he let the paddles fall to the floor – his hands immediately being placed on your waist, travelling slightly to your back so that he could pull you closer to him.
Rolling your eyes exaggeratedly, your hands placed themselves on his chest out of habit. “I’d say pretty annoying, that’s what you are” you fired back.
Jeongguk chuckled, leaning in to brush his lips lightly against your mouth. “And yet you still have a crush on me, that’s so embarrassing”.
“We’re dating?” you scoffed, tilting your head back so you could glare at him one more time. “And you’re the one who lost first because of me and my charms, do I have to remind you?”
He shook his head, laughing the whole situation off right as he finally smashed his lips on yours – your small bickering being long forgotten when you kissed him back with just as much intensity; your hands going to the back of his head to entangle your fingers in his hair, and his arms wrapping tightly around your figure.
Just as his hands moved to your lower back and you subtly parted your lips to allow his tongue the entrance it had been asking for, however and much to your discontent, you heard the door open.
Pushing each other away in a heartbeat, the two of you turned around to lock eyes with a very disappointed yet not surprised coach, who was shaking his head as he walked over to his bag to look for the next equipment Guk would have to train with.
“Let’s go, lover boy” he announced, not looking up to your boyfriend while he rummaged through his bag, “I hope the break helped you regain some focus”.
Since the man’s eyes were facing the opposite side of the room, you managed to sneak a lingering kiss to the nape of Jeongguk’s neck, smiling proudly at the visible goosebumps he got because of your touch.
“Yeah, Guk-ie” you cooed tauntingly, “I, too, hope you can concentrate now”.
“Don’t you dare” he warned you under his breath, seeing right through you what your intentions were.
Raising your eyebrows daringly, you pressed your mouth to his shoulder before you returned to your previous seat on the floor by the other corner of the room, right as his coach turned around to go to him; having to bite your lower lip not to laugh at your boyfriend’s bothered expression.
The next thirty minutes he had left of training would most certainly be quite the show for you.
pairing: son of poseidon!donghyuck x daughter of athena!reader
genre: fluff
word count: 18k
author’s note: THIS TOOK SO FUCKING LONG IM SO SORRY!!! the fic was originally planned to be 5k words and then it snowballed into a monster 😔 anyways, read my 00 line x camp half-blood series here!
tag list: @junglewoos @forever-skz @treblesomeharmonies @oreo-cheesycake @inscentedreamer @notaroyal @jaehyunsjasmine @jishyucks @chuus-slug (please let me know if you would like to be added to the tag list as well)
For the first time in your tenure as head counselor of the Athena Cabin, you wake up before your alarm.
You’re an extremely busy person, so you cherish every second of sleep you can get, but you’re somehow wide awake right now. Rubbing your eyes, you stretch out across your bed like a cat before sitting up. It’s so early that the sun hasn’t risen, and the birds haven’t begun chirping yet. Glancing over, you check the time on your clock.
4:30 AM.
You’re thirty minutes ahead of schedule, and you start to feel slightly suspicious about it. It’s rare that you can even get five minutes to yourself, much less thirty.
Seems almost too good to be true.
Regardless, you decide to take advantage of it anyways and go on a light jog to clear your mind. Changing into your athletic wear, you tiptoe out of the Athena Cabin (which proves a harder task than you think, since everything seems to creak whenever it’s dead silent) and begin your jog.
You run along the property line, which separates Camp Half-Blood from the outside world, but also serves as an entrance to the camp for those able to pass through the border. It’s an easy terrain because it’s just basically, as the name implies, a straight line stretched across the camp.
Just as you finally begin to break a sweat, your momentum comes to a screeching halt when you notice a dark lump up ahead—right on top of the property line. In fact, half of the lump is still technically outside of the camp.
As you get closer, you realize it’s not a lump at all.
It’s a body.
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⇢ pairing: security guard!jungkook x bartender!reader ⇢ genre: fluff, romance, smut ⇢ word count: 18.6k ⇢ warnings: unprotected sex, oral sex, rough sex, lots of dirty talk it’s pretty filthy, a brief scene of harassment (it’s not graphic, no touching involved), spanking, hair pulling, jungkook has a big dick, jungkook is the cutest shyest boy to ever exist, reader and jk blush A LOT, jk in a leather jacket that’s about it ⇢ summary: An unfortunate, messy situation involving a drunk asshole not taking no for an answer prompts your boss to hire a new security guard to stay near, just for safe-keeping. When all you were expecting was a guy in his late thirties who couldn’t bother to smile, much less be friendly, you’re pleasantly surprised by the cute, rather shy guy whose job is to keep his eyes on you and protect you for five nights a week.
A/N: I am SOSOSOSO happy with this fic. I had so much fun writing it. This was written in a couple of days where I just sat for straight HOURS writing like,,,,5k words a sitting. I love this with my whole heart and I hope y’all do too. Please, let me know what you think, feedback is, as always, very much appreciated!
Banner was made by the wonderful angel @mikrokosm thank you sm baby!!! this looks so much better than the trashy one i made asjsksj
tag list: @sscarletrrose @giadalin @out-of-jams @kookoo-kachoo @teresaisla @wickizer @fakeleaves @el-mc @smol1 @luisafuchs @athenakyle @claude-y
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Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Reader
Summary: You miss Rafe's long hair after being dared to cut it, and he convinces you it looks good
Warning: mentions of sex, slight smut, breeding kink, 18+
a/n: just a surprise hey heyyyy, this is slightly edited and very rusty my apologies. This is about that one tweet i saw where people were complaining about drew’s ‘ugly’ haircut and i decided to put my own twist to it, enjoy!
please do not post this anywhere without permission, thank you!
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"You did not." the words rapidly left your lips as your boyfriend stepped right through the front door, sunglasses still on as he came back from his barber.
This was Barry's fault. The dare was just a suggestion in your mind, and even after begging on your knees, you can't help but feel a twinge of regret for not speaking up more and stopping him from cutting it.
The hair you loved to pull while he licked through your folds and ate you out like it was his last meal on earth, hearing nothing but muffled groans between your legs as you pulled and gripped.
His smile was wide, and cocky even as he closed the door behind him and saw you sitting on the corner of his couch.
"I miss your long hair already," you say with a small pout.
Rafe chuckles as he sits next to you, getting comfortable before he pulls you closer to him. "Really? I kind of like it like this," he says, running a hand over his head.
You look up at him skeptically, but he just smiles and leans in to kiss you. You can't deny that he still looks handsome, even with his hair shorter than you're used to.
"You're lucky, that I love you," you mumble against his lips that had now pressed themselves against yours, his tongue sliding easily against yours and using his arms to pull you on top of him.
"Yeah?" his hands had found their favorite spot against your ass, moving your hips slowly against his, "It'll grow back," his lips wrapped themselves around your tongue as he sucked it gently, pressing you back against the sofa.
The man walked in and saw you wearing nothing but his shirt and underwear, the smell of sex lingering in the air after hours of pounding you down into his mattress all morning.
Like a man still starved, his lips had made their way down your body, lifting off his shirt from you and groaning at the sight of you with no bra, "Tsk tsk, you're practically begging me to take you right here,"
you squirmed against his lips as they pressed themselves against your stomach, hands cupping your breast, "and you fell for it," you giggle as he bites down onto your thigh playfully, your hands going to hold onto his hair, "I'm gonna miss being able to grip your hair," his buzzed hair felt rough yet soft against your touch.
In a swift motion, you were flipped onto your stomach and pinned down by his hands, feeling his breath hit your right ear as he bit your earlobe gently, "even better, you won't be able to pull me away when I eat that pretty pussy of yours," he hummed, as you hear his belt getting thrown to the side, his one hand pulling down his shorts slowly, "and I'm just gonna keep going, even after you've begged it's become too much,"
You moaned against the pillow that had muffled your sounds in the last few seconds, back arching back against his growing bulge that kept pressing itself against you, "and just when you think I've stopped," he pressed his lips against your neck, pulling your underwear to the side as his tip kissed your entrance, the pre-cum mixing with your juices, "I'm gonna slide my cock in," he hissed as he spoke, slowly pressing his hips forwards and happily being welcomed by your warm cavern, "and pump you with so much of my fucking cum, buried deep inside, and get your belly big and round with my children," his breath was shaky as he slid all the way inside of you.
Your legs were spread, back arched against him as he deliciously split you open, never getting used to his monster cock.
"Fuck, Rafe.." was all you could let out, as his hand pressed your head deeper onto the pillow, the other hand smacking your ass and savoring your cunt that gripped onto him, "My hair should be the least of your worries right now, better hope that pill of yours works," he slid out of you before slamming back into you, earning a gasp from your lips, "cause you're in for a long afternoon, mama."
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MASTERLIST • REQUESTS ARE CLOSED
JJ MAYBANK
ONESHOTS
this sucks, i’m lovesick
STEVE HARRINGTON
ONESHOTS
like heaven 18+
quiet for me 18+
my girl
somebody else
tell me again
pillowtalk
wet dream 18+
11:11
finny
the babysitter’s club
love on you 18+
late night talking
clueless
some sweet lovin’ 18+
a little taste 18+
out of your league
kiss her and don’t tells
a kiss or two… or three
you can hear it in the silence
tell me that i’m all you want
written in these pages
livin’ in a daydream
remember how i said i’d die for you
SERIES
tongue tied | marlboro nights
EDDIE MUNSON
ONESHOTS
devil in disguise 18+
JUDE BELLINGHAM
ONESHOTS
daft pretty boys
you know i adore you
home is where the heart is
simple touches
home
i love you
biscoff
ritual
kiss in the kitchen
back to you
under the covers
worth the wait
all over you
all eyes on you
my valentine - insta au
hot chocolate kisses
BABYBLURBS
summary: you and mark were complete different. you were way out of his league and he was way off than what you expected to be a heartthrob. yet fate tied you together.
pairing: fuckboy mark x rich reader.
genre: romance, enemies to lovers, slow burn.
warnings: mark has tattoos because he’s hot shit, sexually suggestive activities in public, language, alcohol addiction, unprotected sex (be safe!), oral sex, semi-public blowjob, fingering, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, degradation, humiliation, dirty talk, slut shaming, spanking, bondage.
words count: 20k (my apology).
taglist: @sloppykiths @chitaphrrrr @eylaaa5 @kathylovesexo @keuriiii @hwazoned @rnrjldpdrp @mrkleelvr @mellowvoidexpertfriend
You’d been told that love and hate are the same feelings experienced under different circumstances. The passion was the same, the hurt was the same. The odd thing that bubbled inside your chest. Same. You didn’t perceive it personally until you met Mark Lee and he became your nightmare.
The nightmare then became your reality and worse, your addiction.
You thought you could escape him, only if you could bring yourself to stop looking at his direction but somehow, he hit you harder every time you fought back against him.
And like a domino, you fell.
Two years ago,
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banner by my lovely @kithtaehyung
➵ summary : interrupting your boyfriend’s workout session was either the best mistake you made, or the worst.. especially for your legs.
➵ pairing : taehyung x reader
➵ genre : established relationship!au, boyfriend!tae, workout!tae, pwp, filthy smut, maybe fluff if you squint real hard
➵ rating : 18+
➵ word count : 6.6k
➵ warnings : swearing, thigh-riding, obedience/power play, pussy playing, cum tasting, finger sucking, katoptronphilia (getting nasty in front of a mirror), slight exhibitionism, big dick!tae, reverse cowgirl, chocking, breath play, breast fondling, begging, loads of dirty talk, unprotected sex (wrap it up loves), semi-public (?) sex (they’re still alone), penetrative sex, against a mirror sex, rough sex, biting, scratching, praising, crying, one brief use of daddy, creampie, light squirting, restraint, a pussy slap :D (honestly tae’s a whole demon in this)
➵ a/n : so i think everyone remembers the meltdown i had on my blog over tae’s vlog fucking working out so here’s a manifestation of my filthiest dreams ✨ special thank you to my beta-reader @nightapple4jk !! dedicated to my boo @hantaev 💓 enjoy lovelies :)
➵ song : “work out” by j. cole
God, you took your time with this one. He’s one of your favourites, isn’t he? It would surely explain the paradox that is how an ethereal man like Taehyung exists.
And please, do provide an explanation. Provide an explanation for how you could’ve crafted him a gorgeous face with perfectly chiseled features, given him a dualistic personality that was the optimal balance of sugar, spice and everything nice. Please provide an explanation for how you could’ve given him the sweet smile of an angel but the fucking capabilities of a demon.
And please, please supply the one explanation you needed most in this cruel world, which was how you could’ve possibly allowed a man like Taehyung to start working out.
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