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Mark Lee X Reader, ft. Johnny | Smut, Fluff | 5.8k | College AU

Summary: After being caught having sex with your previously virgin boyfriend, you thought Mark and your brother Johnny would never get along. That is until your boy comes back to your room in the drunkest state he’s ever been after a short trip to the bar with his Johnny-hyung, asking you to try new tricks he’s learned from the Master of Sex.

Sort of a continuation from Our First Time but can be read separately.

Warnings: Smut, oral sex, drunk unprotected sex. For the sake of the very little plot there is, Mark is intoxicated in this fic so his consent may be unclear. Please don’t read this fic if this makes you feel uncomfortable. I also don’t approve nor allow taking advantage of your romantic partner while they are under the influence of alcohol.

“You forgot that you borrowed his AirPods?!” Your boyfriend is shrieking in whispers, doe eyes shaking in fear and horror as he kneels on your bed, trying to shamelessly hog every inch of your blanket to cover his body.

Mark is so drowning in panic that he doesn’t even notice that you, in fact, are still naked. “I was going to use them before to work on my assignment,” you try to reason, “but then you came so I kind of forgot about them.”

“Kind of?!” He screeches. “I agreed to have sex with you because I thought you were sure that he had his AirPods on!”

You stare at him flatly. “You’re making me feel like I just took advantage of you.”

“I am feeling like you just took advantage of me!”

Vampire!Mingi, pet!reader

Warning: smut, vaginal penetration and blood drinking

Mingi watched curiously as you slept in your own dream world, listening to the occasional whimper that you would utter unconsciously.

You gasped and arched your back as if you were in the throes of ecstasy, and he couldn’t stop the smile of accomplishment that spread across his face as he lied down beside you, especially after hearing the whisper of “master” drift from your lips.

He couldn’t resist the temptation of running a fingernail lightly across your pulse point, drawing a small amount of blood so that he could see what you was experiencing in your dream state.

The Evening Star - the planet VENUS in the evening.

➝ words : 17.5k

➝ genre : smut/fluff/soft angst/ almost strangers to friends to lovers

➝ pairings : mark lee x reader / bestfriend haechan x reader. mentions- jaehyun, Taeyong, 127.

➝ summary : mark had always loved you, and you always loved mark, it just took the stars to align right, and the moon to come out for you both to realise. 

after you accidentally walk in on mark naked in the dorm bathrooms you can’t help but think about him, and donghyuck helps you find a solution to sort your problem out.

➝ a/n : please be kind. all im saying is it’s so much more than the summary. 

Trafficking is very real. Human organs for sale are still quite popular even in America.

robert pattinson, without an inch of effort:

Prince! Seonghwa x Reader

Words: 7.1k (I got a little carried away) 

Fluff, a lil angst but a happy ending. The ending gets cheesy, like really cheesy 

Summary: When a handsome stranger shows up at your house, you take him in out of the kindness of your heart. What you didn’t know was how big of a turn your life would take as you grow closer. 

@shikyus… I finally posted it!!

It was a Thursday when he showed up, a tumultuous night filled with wailing wind and scattered thunderstorms. Claps of thunder and pouring rain caused a massive power outage, shunting the warmth from your apartment. Curling deeper into the sheets on your bed, you burrowed further into your hoodie. A sudden knocking at your door nearly made you jump out of your skin. Reluctantly, you left your warm cocoon to check who was at the door. Peeking through the peephole, you saw a man who you judged to be in his early twenties. His hair stuck in every direction, and his suit had probably seen better days. Shrugging your shoulders, you decided he looked pretty non threatening (and cute). Grabbing the handle, you opened the door. 

“Hello.” He sounded confused, like he was fully expecting you to not answer. 

“How can I help you?” You tried your best to keep your breathing steady, realizing that helping a complete stranger may not be such a good idea. 

“I… um…,” He stuttered, looking at the floor nervously. “This is going to sound insane.” 

“Try me.” Great. He’d probably been stalking you for months and had finally decided to talk to you. 

“I need a place to stay for a week or two, just so I can get back on my feet.” You weren’t expecting this. Judging by his appearance, you thought he would be some playboy millionaire’s son living off of his father’s money. Why would he be knocking on doors looking for a place to stay? 

You thought about his request for a moment. If he was looking to rob you, nothing you owned was of much worth. Why not? You made your decision.

“You’re just in luck. I’ve been looking for a roommate for a while now.” Okay, that was far from the truth, there was no way you could squash another person into your tiny studio apartment. “On one condition. You help out around the apartment.” 

My last three brain cells