alyssa

PAIRING | haechan x (f) reader x jisung (ft. a reoccurring renjun who’s mainly there for suspenseful purposes)

GENRE/WARNINGS | smut, cheating, unprotected sex, dom!haechan, switch!jisung, switch!reader, jisung is a virgin, degradation, praise, spanking, pussy slapping, sexting, rough kink, edging, really bad 3some scenes bc I am terrible @ balancing attention, oral (both m/f receiving), jisung acts kinda (or extremely) invasively, if I missed smth lmk

SUMMARY | upon accidentally finding a video of you and your boyfriend haechan doing some very sexual things, jisung knows that he shouldn’t watch it. he knows that it would be an extreme invasion of privacy, but he’s unable to control himself when he sees the thumbnail. so he settles for only watching 30 seconds. except, 30 seconds turns into 30 minutes, and by then he’s buried himself too deep into a life-changing situation—or in which jisung’s terrible at keeping secrets.

WORD COUNT | 19.8k of pure filfth (what the fuck is wrong with me)

EXTRA | feedback is appreciated!

Fuck.

Jisung knows that there’s a plethora and a half reasons why this is a terrible idea. For one, it’s an invasion of privacy. The thumbnail is explicit, leaving zero room for ignorance—the bare, nearly naked sight of you and Haechan blankets over the screen, and if that isn’t enough to tell him that this isn’t something he was supposed to see, then the rather intimate position you and your boyfriend are in is quite the message.

He didn’t mean to find it. He wasn’t searching, wasn’t looking—not for this video in particular anyways. He was simply going through the camera roll in search of something else, and happened to stumble across what is so obviously you and Haechan’s sextape. If he had known that there was inappropriate things on there, Jisung would have asked for permission before he went on Haechan’s laptop. Yet the shocking discovery has him filled to the brim with curiosity, despite him knowing it would be wrong.

Thirty seconds. I can watch thirty seconds, then cut it off, he thinks. What’s thirty seconds out of a minutes-long video? You and Haechan can go for hours, the sounds you make whenever you stay the night at the dorm keep Jisung up long enough to know that. A part of him doesn’t mind since you sound so sweet, and he can’t help but imagine what it would be like to take Haechan’s place, to have you crying his name. No, he shakes his head. He doesn’t need to think like that. It’s bad enough that he’s watching this video. So he looks around the room a couple times, even though no one’s home except Renjun, and he’s asleep. Then he reluctantly presses play, turning up the volume a couple notches. He’d never miss the opportunity to hear you.

pairing: hyunjae x reader

genre: smut, rival mob bosses au, childhood friends to lovers 

summary: basically two orphans grow up and end up in rival gangs without knowing, until you meet in the middle of a gunfight

warning: drugs mention, bullying, sexual harassment, old style orphanages, gangs, gunfights, slight mentions of blood and wounds, sexual content (be warned) but it’s mostly soft and fluffy, light sub! hyunjae for a time

word count: 8.5k 

a/n: loooool @letteredwings hi friend this for u, pls don’t headbutt hyunjae anymore

The earth is cold under your bare feet. Your toes are spread wide. Wet pebbled mud meshes through the spaces in between.

It’s raining. The pitter patter of raindrops against the concrete pavement makes you want to step a little farther out from the awning you stand under, to just feel it against your skin. Your hair has already gotten wet. You just need more, a feeling to break you free from the unchanging hell you face each day.

“Y/n!” A sharp voice, familiar, cuts you out of your thoughts. “What are you doing!? You’ll catch a cold!”

It’s Hyunjae, of course. You let him tug you back from under the awning, through the doors, up the wooden steps and into the dreary warmth.

He is your height at this age. His eyes are young and shining, brows furrowed in concern and anger.

“The headmistress will be angry,” he mumbles. His hands rub your sides to get some warmth in you.

“The headmistress doesn’t care,” you mutter.

fun fact!! that picture from the beach is actually of sangyeon lol shhhh nobody needs to know don’t ruin it

idolised // thirty-one

pairing: idol!reader x idol!juyeon/idol!changmin

genre: idol au, love triangle

synopsis: in which you collaborate with the boyz in an effort to stop your company from disbanding your group

summay: when your boyfriend finds out about your thing for hands, he’s more than happy to help you in more ways than just installing some closet

requested: no

genre: suggestive, borderline smut

word count: 1.1k

warnings: hand?? kink?? again not proof read for shit

note: heavily based of how i tried to fix my damn closet today to the point where it took so much effort that my veins popped out my arms and i complained to my lidol babie @violethhj that it reminded me of this selfie eric posted and she helped me come up with this- whatever it is lmao

eric stands leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed as he grins down at you in amusement while you glare back at him from where you’re sitting on the floor.

“you called?”

you look away in annoyance, only to glare even more as you see all the screwdrivers and screws scattered all around you. “don’t get full of yourself just because I need your help.”

heading over to sit down next to you, he chuckles, “you do know it’s okay to ask for help, right?”

in exhaust, you stretch your legs out as your upper body falls to the side to rest in his lap. “you know I don’t like to ask others for help. besides, this is my closet, I should do it on my own.”

“babe, listen, I’ve heard you moan and groan all the way from the living room ever since you started, and not in the way I like either.”

➳ pairing: single dad!sangyeon x female kindergarten teacher!reader

➳ genre: fluff, angst, single dad!au, kindergarten teacher!au

➳ warnings: mentions of divorce

➳ word count: 11.6k

➳ fic playlist: walkin’ in time - the boyz | run away - txt | memories - sabai | full of life - fairlane | 8 letters - why don’t we | this feeling - the chainsmokers ft. kelsea ballerini | red - taylor swift

➳ special thanks: @fullsunsays​​ for helping me to proofread and offering her invaluable opinions when this fic was still halfway done + @ateez-little-star​​ who i have cameoed in this fic for being such a sweet mutual and a lovely friend of mine here on tumblr!

a/n : only semi edited!

20:27pm (M)

Warnings: Smut

Masterlist

He was going insane, the way Y/N slowly moved up and down on his cock in the hot tub, the cool air of the summer night settling around them as they held each other close.

“You’re so good baby” Jeno’s voice came out as a groan, low and quiet as he tried not to alarm any of the others who were sitting inside. The temptation to fuck up in to her and make her moan his name was high but he knew better than that, also enjoying the way she slowly moved against him and whimpered in to his neck.

“So big” Was all she could whimper out, the thickness of his cock filling her up perfectly with the tip pressing deep inside of her straight on to the spot that had her thighs shaking from the contact. “God you feel so good” A high-pitched whine fell straight in to his neck. His hands were settled on her hips, one coming up to gently wrap in her hair to lift her head out of his neck to make her look at him. Pressing his lips against hers as his hips bucked up gently, the water swaying slightly from the quick movement.

This boy istg

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