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sytoran · 1 year

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𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 ⌇ wanda maximoff

summary: you, a failing student and a rebel. wanda maximoff, the perfect golden student. the both of you, studying together. she's horny, and you're hard. chaos ensues.

☰ PAIRING: sub!wanda x dom!gn!reader

☰ TAGS: smut (18+), college!au, smut, girlcock, you got a big dick cause why not, sexual tension, then it quickly becomes resolved sexual tension, rough sex, riding, teasing, degradation kink, humiliation kink, overstimulation, you're perpetually horny, wanda isn't just thirsty for you she's the whole damn sahara desert

☰ WARNING: men dni

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you were bored.

no, trust me, it wasn’t because of wanda maximoff. she had ever-so-kindly offered to help you study for your exams. you, a failing student, rebellious but infuriatingly attractive. or so you had been told.

no, actually, you weren’t bored. you were just bored of studying. you were distracted, however, by wanda maximoff. it was an important distinction.

she was a straight-A student, perfect hair and perfect smile. trophy daughter, pristine and prim and proper. you smiled your smile, gentlemanly but with the teeth of a shark.

the two of you were sat on the floor, books sprawled out on a low-rise table. wanda was seated cross-legged, dutifully bent over as she was teaching you something about chemistry.

you, on the other hand, were generously manspreading, pretending not to notice when wanda glanced between your legs with a small lick of her lips.

it was only a matter of time.

“you’re not paying attention,” wanda pouted, looking with a watchful gaze as you toyed with a rubik’s cube you found in her room.

it was hypnotizing, the way you were fiddling with it in one hand. throwing it up and down, each sharp movement of dexterous fingers making wanda wetter. absent-mindedly turning the cube, fingers deftly flicking to change its side.

“i know, baby,” you said dryly, watching as her thighs pressed together. fuck, she was so easy.

“we should take a break,” you drawled, suddenly standing up, eyes flicking to the way wanda’s little skirt bunched up between her legs. the redhead could only nod, throat having run dry at your deliciously darkened eyes.

the atmosphere grew heavy with tension almost immediately, palpable to touch.

then you were sitting down behind wanda, wrapping your arms around her little waist. with an ease that sent another jolt of arousal to her nether regions, you pulled wanda onto your lap.

she let out a small whine when she felt your cock grow hard beneath her ass. “take off your clothes and face me, baby,” you muttered, trailing kisses up her nape, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

wanda was obedient, tugging of her shirt, then unclasping her bra. she slowly turned around to face you, with the help of your hands holding her waist.

“no panties?” you asked, raising an eyebrow. wanda nodded, looking down. you smirked.

before wanda could pull down her skirt too, you flicked away her hands. “wanna fuck you in that, pretty girl,” you whispered, tracing the hem of the checkered-pink skirt.

“please,” wanda whimpered, palming at your erection. you grunted, lifting your hips to unbuckle your jeans. she watched, almost drooling when she caught sight of your cock, all hard and standing in its glory.

“go ahead,” you said with an exhale, leaning back to let her climb on.

wanda’s thighs rubbed against your legs, sending shivers up your spine. cute, stiff nipples making glimpses of contact with the leather of your jacket elicited whines from the girl.

your eyes burned with unblinking red, not quite fury but something like red, hot, arousal. wanda’s mouth fell open as she sank down onto your cock, her pussy stretching open until you were fully lodged in.

wanda looked at you breathlessly, gripping onto your forearms for support. “is this okay?” she mumbled softly, gyrating her hips to adjust to your size. you groaned at her movements, pinning her down with outstretched fingers.

forcing her hips down, you accidentally pulled wanda all the way down to your hilt, wanda throwing her head back at the sudden sensation. “oh,” wanda whimpered, squeezing your forearms tighter. “it’s really big.”

“baby,” you whispered in response, eyes wide as you brushed your thumbs over the cock bulge at her belly. wanda let out a soft moan, biting her lip.

when you applied pleasure to that area, that was bulging with your fucking cock inside her, wanda nearly came undone there and then.

"please," she whispered, leaning forward so her nipples brushed against your chest. your throat ran dry.

her lashes fluttered, reflecting golden sunlight. you stared at her wet lips, so tempting to tug on and devour. before you could lean forward to capture her whole, wanda began moving.

she was undulating her hips, maintaining eye contact with you. her breathing turned erratic and shaky, pleasured cries leaving her lips as you watched her go.

“fuck, you look good like that,” you rasped, leaning forward to tug at her breasts that were bouncing each time she moved. wanda let out a high-pitched moan at your praise, one that you soaked all right up as you began plucking at her rubied nipples.

massaging her tit, feeling it up with greedy hands you did, as she rode you harder, ‘til her ass was slapping against your thighs.

“need more,” wanda pleaded, her movements becoming wilder. she was clenching around your cock so tight you couldn’t fucking move.

“wanda, if you don’t stop i’m gonna cum inside,” you managed to groan out, wanda’s slick dripping down onto your thighs. her movements were simulating your cock to no end, all wet and tight and hot.

wanda’s stomach was rolling with the agility of her hips. upon hearing your words, wanda seemed to get even more aroused, riding harder still. “want,” wanda gasped out, hips moving quicker and harder.

“want you to breed me, daddy.”

holy fuck. holy fuck, indeed.

at her words, so desperate and honeyed, tender yet possessive, demanding yet submissive, you lost your goddamn mind. wanda wasn’t just your friend anymore. she was yours.

and you made that very clear, with how deliciously rough and possessive your ministrations were.

“you’re such a fuckin’ whore, hm? inviting me over to your house with the guise of studying. tell me, wanda, is it because you wanted me to fuck you silly, hm? knock you up?”

you were bouncing wanda on your cock so hard fast that all she could do was drool, eyes glassy and unfocused.

“y-yes,” she gasped, nails digging into your shoulders, crescent-shaped imprints tainting your shoulder blades. god, the pain was pleasure in itself. “wanted you to fill me up.”

you moved harder, sharp and amber hot. you weren’t that sweet and kind best friend, you were fucking her like it was the last thing you’d ever do.

wanda let out a sound that sounded like a mesh of a moan and a plead, body shaking with each harsh thrust. “aw, baby,” you cooed, a devilish grin on your face, watching with a ravenous gaze at her wanton state.

“is it hard for you to focus when you’re so close to being all filled up?” your teasing had an immediate effect on wanda, her letting out soft, incoherent noises as she got stretched open.

her breath hitched when your tip stroked her at that very spot, the spot that made her toes curl and eyes roll. it was so deep inside her, but that made it all the more arousing.

a low growl rumbled in your chest when wanda gasped softly at a harder thrust. she couldn’t even speak anymore, let alone think. all she could do was just whine and drool when sitting on your cock. you slapped her ass, watching it shake and turn red.

knowing you had star student wanda maximoff, all slutted out, made you damn near feral. “such a hungry slut,” you groaned against her blushing skin, licking up the beads of sweat that formed on her neck.

wanda was aching to get pumped full of your cum, clit throbbing to a painful extent. you were in that same state of a hazy lust, cock sliding in and out of her with ease, no need for lubricant. wanda was that wet.

“cum inside please,” wanda begged, burying her face in the crook of your neck. she was drooling onto your shoulder now, biting and sucking at the bit of exposed skin there.

you grunted at her neediness, kicking the table away, worksheets scattering wild. thank god no one was at home. with the additional space wanda could spread her legs further, pussy spread out even more, drenched and dripping.

your cock was so fucking hard. you don’t think you had ever been this aroused, fucking up into wanda’s sodden cunt.

wanda maximoff, star student. prim and proper trophy daughter. with you. with you. wanting to be bred like a little whore.

you snapped out of it with a heavy jerk, hips jolting up and causing your cock to slide another inch into wanda. she screamed your name, head throwing back as she clenched down.

dear god, the noises she made when she was orgasming was nothing like you had ever heard before. cries of ‘daddy!’ fell from her lips like it was the most natural thing in the world. she was fuckin’ angelic, pulsing all over your cock as she came.

that finally brought you over the edge, with a loud moan slipping from your lips. you released inside wanda, just like she had begged for so desperately. she whined, feeling every ridge and vein of your throbbing cock inside her, each wave sending shocks through her sensitive pussy.

the sticky streams got pumped into her pussy with heavy thurst after thrust. you buried your load inside wanda as deeply as possible, grunting with need. it flowed like a never-ending stream, until you were damn sure you had bred the pretty girl.

wanda herself had gone limp, collapsing in your arms. you couldn’t bring yourself to slide out, not yet anyway. the two of you stayed in that position for a while, fading away with graduality.

“thank you, daddy,” she whispered, nuzzling into the leather of your jacket, wrapping lithe arms around you. you smirked, tilting her head up with two fingers. “you can thank me after we’re done,” you laughed, a roguish grin forming on your face.

wanda looked down with confusion, before letting out a whine as she realised you were hard again.

what do yall want next, a part three to the 'last christmas' series? or an A/B/O smut? feel free to comment and leave feedback loves

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#marvel women #marvel smut #wanda maximoff smut #wanda maximoff x reader smut #wanda maximoff x reader #wlw smut #gxg smut #wanda x reader smut #wanda x reader #wanda x y/n #wanda maximoff #x reader #marvel #my works #bottom wanda maximoff #sub wanda #top reader #dom reader

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yanderes-galore · 18 days

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Virus AU Rainbow Dash concept pls?

Sure! Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie actually get infected at the same time, but this is Rainbow's POV.

Previous -> Applejack

Next -> Pinkie Pie

Yandere Virus! Rainbow Dash Concept

(Ft. Pinkie Pie)

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Violence, Blood, Body horror, Manipulation, Delusional behavior, Attempted isolation/Abduction, Attempted forced relationship.

By this point in the story, you have three ponies after you.

Twilight, Fluttershy, Applejack...

Now you're running away from Sweet Apple Acres, running for your life.

Before you can pass Sugar Cube Corner, Rainbow catches you.

She was originally spending time with Pinkie Pie, the party pony seeming very nervous lately.

Rainbow Dash is quick to ask you what's wrong.

You keep sputtering, tears brimming from your eyes.

Rainbow grows increasingly concerned for you as her friend and ushers you into Sugar Cube Corner.

You begin to be hesitant due to your luck lately.

Yet Rainbow reassures you you'll be okay, sitting you down as Pinkie hops over to you to check on you too.

Both ponies worry about you, especially since it looks like you've sustained some injuries.

The two have no idea what they're getting themselves into.

Pinkie offers you sweets to make you feel better as Rainbow comforts you.

Both ponies don't experience their obsession until later.

You're insistent on not staying with the two, for some odd reason they don't understand.

So once they know you're okay, the two let you go and part ways.

The thing with Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie in this AU is their concepts are heavily intertwined.

Rainbow goes home while Pinkie stays in Sugar Cube Corner.

While the two begin to experience some symptoms, they actually work together for some time.

Why? Well...

Both of them begin to notice Twilight, Fluttershy, and Applejack roaming about...

They can tell something is wrong due to their distorted appearance.

By this point, other ponies begin to hide in their homes.

No pony knows what's going on....

Growing concerned for your well-being, Rainbow and Pinkie vow to each other to find you and protect you.

Rainbow surveys the skies while Pinkie searches the ground.

The virus/curse already urges them to find you anyways.

So, at first both ponies think they want to protect you.

In a way... they do...

But they're just as infected as all the rest.

By the point you see the two again, you can see the signs.

Which causes you to run...

and them to chase.

Rainbow is the faster pony, tackling you to the ground.

You can see her coat and mane are dulled, her ribs showing a bit... blood coats her hooves and her eyes are bloodshot.

The grin she has terrifies you to your core... a familiar twisted sight for you.

"Where ya going!? It's dangerous out here! We should go... I can protect you!"

Your only relief is when Pinkie Pie tackles Rainbow off of you, the party pony thinking Rainbow is harming you due to her own delusions.

It's then you run before the pegasus or earth pony can catch you.

You don't doubt the two will smother you like the others...

So you make a run for a cave, hoping to hide until help arrives...

A temporary relief from the chaos you no doubt caused with Twilight.

#yandere my little pony #yandere mlp #yandere mlp virus au #yandere rainbow dash #yandere virus rainbow dash #yandere infected rainbow dash

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smhtaehyung · 2 years

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6 hours ➣ maknae line x reader

summary: 6 hours. One party. Amidst the chaos, you're stretched over three sides - the dillema of your best friend(jm) having feelings for you, your crush(jk) finally noticing your presence and their annoying friend who never gave a good impression. All parties unveil secrets of their own during a chaotic night.

Masterlist - under construction

Pairings: fuckboy!tae x reader, crush!jk x reader, jm x crush!reader , hoseok x random

Rating: 18+ minors DNI

Genre: smut, college au, nonidol!au, love cube sorta thing

wordcount: 3.2k

warnings: alcohol use, drug use, slight existential angst, innapropriate sexual comments, graphic depictions of smut, (chapt.2 ~ ), fingering, oral (f. m. recieving), kinky dares, slut shaming, protected sex, overstimulation, thigh kink, dirty talk, spit kink, multiple orgasms, degrading, face fucking >> reader is in love with jk, jimin is in love with a reader, taehyung is just there being hot and flirty.

author's note: hi! really debated whether to post a 10k one shot or splitting it into chapters, so... I split it into chapters :) also...I really need to make a new functional masterlist so it's under construction!!

Taglist: If you want to be in the taglist, reply to this post or dm me to stay updated :)

Chapter 2 release:

29th of September 2022 > 8 p.m (CET)

Hour 1

"A toast before chaos"

Time: [ 11:03 PM ]

There's a special place in heaven and/or hell reserved for people who throw huge house parties. What kind of a sociopath would risk their own home to become a place of sex, drugs and overall chaos induced by alcohol? Well, even though you disliked the whole concept of "parties are the pinnacle of your 20s" you still often went out with friends. Unfortunately, you had your own ways of learning how to not drink too much, trying to teach yourself something from your past mistakes. Still, you felt pretty stable and non pliable in making certain decisions for yourself.

Before you could even prepare yourself for mayhem, your best friend Jimin pushed you inside, already tipsy from pregaming at his place.

"Idiot! I almost fell."

"But you didn't, Y/N. That's the best part."

He teased you, making you slap his arm. People around you seemed to be observing the two of you, given the fact there was a rumor going around the university that you were in a casual relationship. Mostly sexual. However, there was nothing in your friendship that came across more than platonic.

Often times, both of you loved to provoke the people who spread those false rumors, getting a lot more "touchy-feely" in front of them. Their reactions were the fuel for your ongoing jokes.

So, out of pure spite, you two stirred the pot because the only thing you could do is to catch up with the chaos itself, especially at parties. You felt at ease once you finally got inside, observing how relaxing the whole house looked. People were scattered over the whole house, talking, dancing, laughing. Some upped the alcohol amount already, sometimes a common mistake among people. Girls were laughing and shyly drinking from their cups. However, you strongly believed in the saying - "It's always calm before the storm."

So, all you could do was make sure Jimin would sober up through the late hours, enough to walk you home and sit through the madness. Although, there were countless instances when you had to walk, almost carry him home, since he often forgot his limits.

Nonetheless, Jimin was a lovely guy, a good friend but unfortunately suffered a bad case of "Friday worshipping." It was a term you made up about generalized group of people who loved partying and couldn't stay at home on Fridays under any circumstances. And oh boy, Jimin adored Fridays.

His attention turned to the living room, hearing one of his favorite songs play. Jimin smiled right away once his best friend approached him. It was Taehyung, and you were attending his party. You indeed had no idea this was his party, let alone his house. If you knew you probably wouldn't come since you couldn't stand some of Jimin's friends, especially Taehyung.

"You know me so well." Jimin teased, nudging into his shoulder. Taehyung giggled, engaging in the small talk with him. You stood by Jimin's side, making the awkward eye contact around the room with people whilst the two of them talked. You felt under pressure once realizing Taehyung kept his eyes fixed on you in between talking.

You only officially met a few months ago, and you have been avoiding him at parties ever since. You have seen him around before, obviously, but just few months ago you talked for a little while, only to realize you didn't like his persona one bit. Taehyung seemed fake once he was out drinking, making you dislike him immediately. Maybe it was his aura or his cocky attitude, but something seemed off about him. Jimin always talked about Tae in the best way possible. Apparently, Taehyung was polar opposite in front of his friends, but his alter-ego always showed at parties and other social interactions of greater altitude. His soft, caring and deeper side didn't really impress you since you only seen him as a drunken mess or a womanizer. Or both.

Taehyung was good with the ladies, but became bored quite easily, getting the pleasure he needed only to dip out the next morning. Plus, he wasn't really good at articulating his thoughts. Just intrusive words and sentences exhaled into thin air out of nowhere.

Jimin made the first mistake of the night - left you alone with Taehyung.

"Jimin, no." You tried to whisper to him while he walked past you, furrowing his eyebrows out of slight confusion. As soon as you turned towards Taehyung, he was standing closer.

"Y/N, hey."

"Hi." you spoke quickly. As you were trying to come up with the idea to excuse yourself, he was quicker.

"Before you make up a reason to leave, as a host, I have to present you the "Supreme Kim host tradition." He smirked, grabbing a bottle of whiskey.

"I'm scared." Your deadpan tone made him chuckle.

"It's simple. You just have to drink with the host."

"And that's it?" You furrowed your eyebrows, confused by his manners.

"Yup." He poured the hard liquor into both white cups.

You wanted to drink immediately, but he scolded you.

"Yah. No cheers, nothing?" He raised his cup. His overly friendly attitude was concerning you. Something about him seemed off, but you couldn't decide what it was given the fact you were also slightly tipsy by this point. If you had to put your drunkeness on a scale you were at a solid 4/10. Still manageable, impressively not tripping over words.

"Cheers." You clank cups with him, remaining eye contact for a second. Taehyung downed his whiskey with ease, his face flinching slightly. You felt the strong drink hit the back of your throat, the rising burning sensation dominating your mouth. Taehyung stood in silence, glancing around the room before turning his attention towards you.

"Nice house, I guess. Good luck cleaning tomorrow morning." Your monotone voice was already irritating Taehyung, who just wanted to get to know you. As much as he knew the two of you never really got along, he wanted to know what was the repulsive thing that was dragging his will away from getting to know you. And vice versa.

"Oh, come on. Who cares about tomorrow morning?" He scoffed.

You kept silent, marinating in that awkward interaction, hoping he'd leave soon.

"You're not as wild as usual. Don't like the music?" Taehyung broke off the silence, not letting you win that easily. Both of you knew what you were doing.

"How do you know I'm wild?"

"I've seen you at parties sophomore year. Thought you left uni though. But lately you started going out again, right?"

"Well I'm here. I just became a book worm." You gave a half assed answer, making Taehyung dissatisfied with your lack of enthusiasm and emotion on your face. He felt the need to see the drunken version of you, before you even met him. He knew about your old party lifestyle, so you could say he was quite curious about seeing that again.

"A book worm? Or, you watched 10 Things I Hate About You way too many times and now you think you have that "Kat" bad ass persona while everyone at school still knows you as the slut-" Taehyung's direct tone sounded like a personal attack, your brain sending signals for you to leave.

"Nice party. See you around." You cut him off, wanting to leave immediately but he pulled your arm softly.

"I'm sorry. I won't be an ass. I promise." He tried to keep a smile hidden, but failed.

"Too late." You scoffed at him right as Jimin returned with a full cup.

You were so happy that the music was louder, since you wouldn't be able to stand the awkward silence you got stuck in again.

"So, what you talked about?" Jimin took a sip noticing a tension between the two of you.

"Nothing. I was just on my way to go the bathroom and hang around the place. If I don't see you, I'll call you when it's time to go home. You trust me, right?

"For a hundredth time, always. When have I not?" Jimin smiled, nodding at everything you said.

"Don't make me count." You placed a kiss onto his cheek, avoiding eye contact with Tae, who didn't like that one bit.

You felt Taehyung's heavy stare as you walked away, shaking your head. You successfully survived this interaction, wanting to treat yourself with another drink.

Passing by your peers, you made your way to the bathroom, thanking heavens it wasn't occupied. Taehyung's house looked better than you'd expect, the vintage interior combined with modern decorations impressing your taste. It was obvious he didn't live alone.

Taehyung lived with a few friends at this house, and you disliked almost all of them.

Bathrooms were always a weird place to be at the bathroom. And usually in the first hour of any party bathrooms were confessional spaces for drunken girls. You enjoyed the silence, and hoped you wouldn't give into the old version of yourself this night. You had a quite a long pep talk in the mirror.

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Downstairs, Taehyung was trying to turn his focus on Jimin, who seemed a little anxious.

"What is it? You look weird."

"Nothing, I'm just...I think I'm going to do the right thing tonight." Jimin shyly spoke.

Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows and downed Jimin's drink.

"You had too much of these, obviously." Taehyung's tone was serious so Jimin started laughing, whining at him.

"Stop it. You know what I'm talking about." Jimin was now actually serious, pouring himself a new drink.

Taehyung couldn't help himself. He couldn't focus on Jimin. Maybe it was the music that suddendly got too loud and his palms started to sweat. It was the heat he felt in his cheeks due to alcohol. Taehyung made his first mistake of the night - he drank too much, way too soon.

Given the fact he wasn't much of a drinker, he hated the stereotype he got himself into - "people who can't drink much always get shitfaced by first 20 minutes at a party."

He was often teased by his friends because of it, so Taehyung tried to act natural, but it was poorly executed. He didn't focus on Jimin's voice at all, especially once you came back downstairs. Seeing you smile and joke around with people you ran into made him see the other version of you, the more enthusiastic one.

Sure, he thought you were quite attractive, even wanted to sleep with you on numerous occasions that you were out drinking, but this time Taehyung was certain it would happen. They don't call it the liquor of courage for no reason.

Suddenly, inside Taehyung's drunken brain, a plan was forming.

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As you were talking with some friends from uni, Jimin and Taehyung both kept his eyes fixed on you, adoring how your dress fit you perfectly.

"You wanna go hang out with Y/N?" Jimin quickly spoke

"Yup." Taehyung's horny brain answered without a thought, following him like a puppy.

"Haven't lost me yet!" Jimin spoke over the loud music, interrupting a conversation between you and two girls. He put his arms over you, making you roll your eyes.

"I give you an hour. Guarantee you'll lose me." You joked with Jimin as Taehyung was getting to know names to your friends. A big red flag to you. You didn't want anyone, especially your friends fool around with someone like him. A total ass.

"Anyways. You guys really that bored you came here to bother us?" You asked them both, looking Taehyung directly in the eyes, wanting to signal him to leave you and your friends alone.

"Oh c'mon. Don't be like that. Besides, we wanted to invite you to do a shot of tequila with us. Jungkook just brought it." Taehyung found an excuse pretty fast, noticing Jungkook behind you carry two bottles of tequila.

"Thank god I have the lemons." Taehyung cheekily smiled at you.

Your cheeks reddened upon hearing his name. Jungkook was shaking you up for a long time now. That awful feeling when your heart suddenly stops for a second after you see someone you have a crush on in this setting. And there he really was, standing tall next to you in the brightly lit white kitchen in his usual all black oversized clothing. He seemed to be having fun, drinking slowly from his cup as Jimin and Taehyung were cutting up the lemons and preparing the tequila shots. There were 6 of you at the kitchen counter. Yourself, your two friends, Taehyung, Jimin, and Jungkook.

Jungkook.

He was one of Jimin's friends you were crushing on for quite a long time. Jimin introduced you to Jungkook Freshman year of college and since then, you've been crushing on him in phases, only when he was available. Somehow, your brain gave up on him immediately once he got with someone else, making you feel tired of chasing him, given he wasn't single.

So, you could say you were quite considerate to him, always taking an innocent peek at him and his good looks. You only spoke on brief occasions, but even then only one question in your mind was reserved for him - please can we kiss? Of course you were never daring enough to say it out loud.

You and Jungkook were just quietly giggling to Jimin's jokes, spending most of your time staring at the floor.

"So good to see you. I haven't seen you in a long time at the party." Jungkook broke off the silence between the two of you. It made your heart almost stop beating.

"Yeah. I got bored at home. Wanted to have fun like the old times." You tried to ignore your sweaty palms.

Since Taehyung was often eaves dropping, he eavesdropped on your conversation. He realized how different and more reserved your answer to that question was when Jungkook asked you as opposed to him asking you the same question almost an hour prior. It really became obvious you were trying to sound cool in front of Jungkook.

"I get it. I love to balance out alone time and this." He pointed at the living room that was full of people dancing. It made you laugh how he stood out of chaos as such a calm figure - in the moment contradictory to what he was saying.

"I don't think you can get that wasted and dance like that." You turned around to observe the "too soon" drunk dude who had the time of his life dancing to pop music from 2000s.

He took the perfect opportunity to take a peek at your ass when your back was turned to him. Who wouldn't?

"You haven't seen me drunk yet." He smiled and looked down, taking a sip of his drink.

"I guess there's time for everything."

Taehyung thought your attempt at flirting was a crock of shit, and disliked your nervousness.

Jungkook thought you looked cute nervous.

"Here you go guys." Taehyung stood next to you, handing you and Jungkook the shots.

While everyone was putting some salt on their hand to lick it off, Taehyung took the initiative and sprinkled some salt on your and his hand.

Everyone said cheers and downed the shot, doing the drinking procedure. Taehyung did it in the fastest and most dynamic way, making you startled.

Taehyung had a mission for tonight. He wanted to bring out that fun side out of you, even if you hated him afterwards. There was something rewarding in you making slight contact with his skin, but he tried his hardest not to make moves on you. He wanted to get to know you, everything else was just a bonus.

Finally, as you were to grab your lemon to drink a belated shot, you realized Taehyung didn't give you a slice of lemon. You turned to look at him.

Taehyung opened his mouth slowly, revealing half the lemon for you to chew on.

"Ew."

"C'mon he's looking." Taehyung whispered to you.

"No way in hell."

"He likes wild girls, since you know, he's lame. This will impress him."

Jungkook slightly smirked, downing the little tequila he didn't finish from the first try.

"Shut up." You sighed, and in quick motions, drank - licked the salt - pulled Taehyung in for a kiss just to steal the lemon from his mouth. After a few swirls of your tongue, you managed to steal the lemon, chewing on it as you pulled away. Everyone in the kitchen cheered and you never seen Taehyung, such an ass, so proud of himself.

Jungkook smirked a little more, killing you inside because you couldn't read off his expression as he got up to talk to Jimin, who had his back turned to you and Taehyung.

"Whoops." Taehyung drunkenly giggled.

"What?"

"Nothing." He still didn't want to be the one to tell you that you were Jimin's long term crush. But he realized he might have broken the bro code.

"You're a good kisser." Taehyung spoke accidentally out loud, but it suited his usual direct approach perfectly.

You too - you spoke to yourself inside your mind.

"You're childish." You scoffed and walked towards Jimin, who forced a smile out. Jungkook, the good guy he was, excused himself before he went to the loud living room.

Approaching Jimin, you forced a smile out too. The room was slightly spinning but you were still quite impressed that you didn't bump into someone or something.

Jimin, of course, immediately pulled your hand.

"I knew we would see each other soon. I'm not that bad." He immediately started joking, easing up the conversation.

"You haven't left kitchen for the whole night. Is everything okay?" You spoke over the loud music.

"I was just about to go follow Jungkook. Hoseok came too. " Jimin nodded.

"Cool." You spoke, hoping Jimin would invite you to come with him. Jimin on the other hand had no idea that your crush was still very much active.

"Did he bring the weed is the question." Jimin wondered as you remembered the brief talk you had about Hoseok bringing weed when you walked to Taehyung's house.

"Aren't we gonna just drink first? I thought I wasn't going to lose you. And you know how you wander off when you smoke?" You smiled at Jimin and he couldn't help not to smile at you, regardless of it all.

"Then, after we smoke, let's play a game. Try to find me just before midnight."

"Alright Cinderella. Don't lose a glass slipper." You joked with him, shaking his hand. Jimin observed you with a loving smile. He was always quite protective of you, helping you in many situations, being the mental caregiver that hangs around crucial moments. He was the first to know you were crushing on Jungkook freshman year, but by the end of sophomore year, he thought that chapter had finished completely, all of your phases ending. Unfortunately, not the case.

"Let's make a toast." Jimin raised his cup towards you, smiling too much.

"To?"

"To Friday nights. Good friends...and frozen pizza."

"Probably best inventions ever created."

Jimin stood quietly for a little bit, sneaking a look up and down your body.

"Couldn't agree more."

NEXT CHAPTER

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 9 months

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Mise en Place 5

Warnings: noncon, coercion, manipulation. Proceed with caution.

Note: I'll be honest that these parts are a little more hands on because I'm full on learning cocktail recipes here lol.

Thanks all for reading and I hope you’re excited for this one. All feedback is more than welcome and loved and appreciated. Reblogs are most helpful.

Part of The Club AU

Thor follows Sonny in. The coppery scent of his blood lingers in your nose. You make yourself stand up as the blur at the edge of your vision recedes.

"Are you okay?" You squeak.

"Ah, so sweet, you don't need to worry, all fixed up," he wiggles his bandages finger at you, "how about you, you alright?"

"Yeah," you shudder, "good."

You push away the memories. You're safe here. No one knows you. No one you know would ever find you here.

Sonny sighs heavily and picks up his knife, going back to his chopping. Thor pushes back the loose strands of his hair, "hate to bother again but I'm still down a partner and well…" he looks at his hand, "a bit scratched up."

"Oh, uh," you look over at Sonny, then the sink. The dishes are done for now.

"Go on, just keep him away from anything sharp," Sonny scoffs.

"Okay," you agree.

You don't really want to be behind the bar again but you feel bad enough to do it. Thor won't be able to do everything alone. Not with his injury.

"I'll show you how to muddle," Thor offers, "I'll need you to do it for me, and I can walk you through a few simple mixes before we open."

"I… I'll try," you follow him to the door.

"You'll do just fine," he assures you, "I know it."

🍹

“Another spicy margherita,” Thor says as he nears you.

He takes a glass and a lime wedge, rubbing it over the brim before ringing it with salt. You take some jalapeno and set to muddling, focusing on your singular task. You add it to the mixer as he measures in tequila and a few other ingredients you can’t keep track of. He finishes as you set aside the mixing glass and take the next order; easy, beer.

You fill two pints from the taps. That was part of your brief lesson before opening. Along with a simple martini, a gimlet, a vodka tonic, and a few others with only a few ingredients. Thor was nice enough to give your cheat sheet on the back counter but the rush was so much, you were scrambling to keep up.

You take the money and tap the order into the till. You hand the change back and get no tip. You don’t care. You’re just trying to get through the night. The chaos makes you miss the tedium of your cleaning duties.

You knock a hose loose and spray yourself with some soda, quickly fixing the tap as you sputter and spin around, lost in the hectic furor of the thirsty patrons. Thor startles you as he presses a large hand against your back, almost flush to your side as he steadies you.

“Take a breath,” he gristles before slipping away, once more stepping up to take an order. He’s so confident it makes you feel even more out of place.

You watch him lean over to hear the girl yelling out what she wants. As he does, she reaches over to touch his arm, a smirk as she does. He doesn’t acknowledge the gesture as he pulls back to mix cranberry juice, lime juice, and vodka.

“Triple sec,” he calls over his shoulder, “please.”

He’s certain to add the last word even amidst the rush. You search the shelf and grab the tall bottle. You set it beside his station and he thanks you quickly before finishing off the drink, shaking and pouring before trading it for the swipe of a card.

Another order. This time he asks for anise liquer. You nod and go back to the shelf. You can’t find anything like that and shrug helplessly.

“I don’t see it–”

He backs away from the counter and blows a strand of hair from his lips. You wince as the red in his cheeks gives him a slightly agitated edge. You clasp your hands together.

“Not to worry, it is on the top,” he pats your arm and squeezes by, “sugar cubes are under.” He points as he sidles along, “you’ll need one.”

You let him past, bodies brushing warmly in the cramped space. You spin and squat to look in the cupboard. You find the container of sugar cubes and put them on the counter. He comes back with the liquer and pulls out a mixing glass.

“Muddle it with a little of this,” he taps the bottle.

You once more go about the work, it keeps you from thinking about the crowd watching and waiting just on the other side of the bar. You don’t know how he does this every night. You’re about ready to hyperventilate.

“Hey, gimme a goddamn beer!” A voice hollers, one that makes your blood run cold.

Thor ignores the shout and finishes the transaction. He growls as the boisterous demand repeats and he looks up as you cower and clap your hands together, searching for whoever it is shouting at you. You know that voice but it can’t be him. It just can’t be!

“Calm down,” Thor booms as he moves in front of you, “you can wait your turn or I can show you out.”

The impatient patron chortles but doesn’t yell again. Thor continues on as you watch his back. You don’t move, can’t as you try to shake off your fright. You come forward to help and see the man who was in dire need of a pint. No, it’s not him, just your imagination.

“Eh, you need a break, you go back in the kitchen,” Thor suggests, “I can manage a couple minutes on my own. Hell, I should drag Loki down to deal with the mess he’s made.”

“N-no, I’m okay,” you tremble as you pull your hands apart, “I can do it…”

“And you’re doing very well,” he affirms.

He reaches and squeezes your hand. His rough skin sends a shiver through you, the firm grasp frightening you, but you don’t draw away. He slowly lets you go pats your shoulder, his hand crawling over to your back and trailing down.

“I’m lucky to have you by my side, fawn.”

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Hey friend! For the mlm prompts, if the free day prompt hasn't been taken yet, I'd like to request Sirius x Harr with a Teacher AU. If your feeling up to it, Lancelot can come play too, but he's not required if not.

Leave it to Krys to think up a good prompt for the free day!! Thank you so much for this, I still remember the cozy morning when I drafted this! Oh, Lancelot definitely can come play too.

[ 🌈 part of the character x character or genderbent!character x mc requests🌈 ]

For Different Universe, Same Love creative challenge, hosted by @queengiuliettafirstlady and me.

𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐔 ┅┅┅Sirius x Harr x Lancelot

𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫

When Sirius pushes open the door of the principal's office, the familiar intense aroma of rich black coffee flies to his nostrils and he already knows, for sure:

"Oh Harr, you're here too. Hello. And hello, Lance."

The blonde-haired man relaxes back in his office chair, putting down the document he's been reading through, offering a greeting back to Sirius just as Harr does. Still, a heavy sigh fills the room the very next second.

"Those brats just refuse to at least try and focus during this time of the year. Classes are turned to chaos."

Something is pushed into Sirius' hands, and he accepts it without thinking twice because of the risk of spilling its scorching contents. When he looks up, he finds a chaste but knowing smile on Harr's face.

"Here, take my cup. I'll make myself another. We drink it the same, after all."

It's no wonder that Harr sympathizes with him, not having it any easier on his end in Magic Crystal Usage class, especially considering the safety risk when presented with a room full of absent-minded students who are counting the days until the end of the school year.

"It's true, we drink it the same. Unlike a certain someone who prefers to put so many sugar cubes, we can take it to Mr. Ash's laboratory to study it for poison."

"Sirius, enough."

The widening smile on Sirius' face blooms into a short but hearty laughter that prevents him from taking the long-anticipated first sip - but even after he's ready to immerse himself in it, he finds another reason to pause.

"Lance, I'll show you how me and Harr sweeten our coffees without any health risks. Watch closely."

The hand that lands on Harr's cheek is warm and gentle when it turns him to face the taller man, and along with those words, it should be enough of a warning sign. Yet Harr's surprise manifests as a small gasp on the plush lips of Sirius when they clash into his, his mouth now agape and inviting for the seemingly innocent demonstration. It's all up to Sirius to take advantage of it or not, and his pent-up aggravation dictates a need to deepen the kiss. This time for the stress relief qualities it bears, not for the bitterness of his coffee.

"Indeed, why haven't I thought sooner of this?"

Lance's voice breaks through the haze, and his lovers only now realize that he got up from his chair and approached them. Sirius' hand remains on Harr's face, almost protectively, in stark contrast with the inviting look in his eyes.

"Now, don't steal my sugar. Find your own."

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