Love Me, Hate Me - P. Sunghoon (m)

love me, hate me - p. sunghoon (m)

pairing: sunghoon x fem!reader

college!au, frat!au, enemies to lovers!au, friends w benefits!au

warnings: smut (drunk sex, blowjob, eating out, shower sex, car sex, both unprotected & protected sex, choking (m), grinding, bathroom sex, degradation, rough sex, oral (f&m), fingering, just a lot of smut), alcohol usage, sunghoon and the reader being extremely rude to each other, sunghoon is an asshole, lots of sexual tension

genre: smut, angst, fluff if you look close enough

word count: 30.8k+

summary:

if people thought the constant bickering of tom and jerry was something, they’ve never seen you and sunghoon in real life. even the way he breathed irritated you but there was no point in denying the sexual tension between you and him. one drunken night led to another one, and another, you found yourself going back in his bed sober. waking up next to him became a habit that you wanted to keep to yourself. the only thing about sunghoon that you didn’t hate was his capability of making you orgasm more than twice with only his fingers.

or

in which sunghoon found himself falling harder for you but didn’t even have the courage to admit it to himself, not when you hated him with everything you got.

If you told somebody that you and Park Sunghoon used to be best buddies throughout middle school and high school, they would just tell you to quit joking. It was the truth, though, you and Sunghoon used to be close friends before college. But that was before he decided to fuck up and made you hate him with everything you’ve got. The cute dimple on his right cheek when he threw a dashing smile was like a mask to cover his real identity. You admit that his single dimple was cute, but under that façade, he was no longer the pretty boy everyone thought he was. If only people knew Park Sunghoon the way you did. The things he had done to you, making the rest of your high school senior year a living hell.

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i’ll save you (again)

❝ held hostage again? y/n, at this point, maybe you should just write ‘live bait’ across your forehead. ❞

PAIRING ▸ jake sim x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ fluff, crack, angst, enemies to lovers, spider-man au, college au, journalist au, action, hurt/comfort

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, making out, depictions of violence, lee heeseung as venom, that one cute upside-down kiss, a few more kisses after that, playful banter, mc is failing chemistry (this is a plot point i swear) 

SUMMARY ▸ you’re one of new york city’s most well-known news reporters despite only being an intern; unfortunately, that’s a result of being constantly kidnapped and held hostage by an infamous supervillain. lucky for you, spider-man!jake is always at your rescue. what you don’t know, however, is that jake is also your very annoying coworker who can’t seem to leave you alone.

WORD COUNT ▸ 14,120 words

PLAYLIST ▸ i’m ready by jaden • jopping by superm • sunflower by post malone, swae lee • i think by tyler, the creator • invincible by aminé • 777 by joji • industry baby by lil nas x, jack harlow • stay alive by jungkook (prod. suga) (♡)

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AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ hello !! some references + allusions to the spider-man movies in here <3 also, note that tycoon is a made-up villain but venom is in this !! thank you so much for checking out this fic! i hope you enjoy !! ♡ 

IF YOU KNEW YOU WERE GOING TO GET KIDNAPPED AGAIN, YOU WOULD HAVE AT LEAST PACKED SNACKS.

“Mr. Supervillain,” you complained, “do you really have to hang me upside down over the edge of a skyscraper?”

This was about your sixth or seventh time getting abducted, and you were starting to get sick of it.

Said supervillain, infamously known as Tycoon, pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. The man had absolutely no interest in you, only using you as bait for luring in Spider-Man. You couldn’t understand his obsession with the superhero. It wasn’t like he got any satisfaction out of it considering Spider-Man kicked his ass every single time.

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nah, psy got yoongi out here doing choreo choreo, i’m cracking up 😂😂😂 yoongi said now hol up, how did this happen, why my heart rate up 😩🤣🤣🤣

spoilers : kim seungmin

spoilers : ksm

pairing: college student!seungmin x  college student!gender neutral reader  genre: college au : fluff word count: 1.5k warnings: mentions of death : very very light cursing

✦ 。description: seungmin spoiling the ending of a book you have been wanting to read for so long

“Hey, is this seat taken?”

The university library was a bit packed today. All the chairs were occupied except the one across Kim Seungmin. He was a classmate of yours in one of your subjects for the semester.

Seungmin, behind his laptop, shook his head no with a timid but polite smile. He went straight back to whatever he was working on as you shyly settled yourself. You weren’t necessarily ‘friends’ with him, so it was awkward. Just casual classmates in one subject who know each other’s names.

You sighed, finally having free time today to relax and read the book sitting on your desk for over a month. It was a rather famous novel that everyone seemed to love. Midterm season got the best of you, so it was an understatement how excited you were to start to read something unrelated to your major.

the smell of a newly bought book engulfed your senses as you ran your hand through the pages. ‘is today a good day t—’

“He dies at the end.”

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house party - sunghoon

NSFW link

(warning: smut ahead)

“shh, you gotta stay quiet love,” sunghoon innocently smiles, looking down at you with a cute but intimidating grin. his attention had you crumbling to your knees.

sunghoon’s best friend jake had thrown a party in his gigantic house, and the two of you were invited to come. the party was hectic; red cups were scattered on the ground, strangers grinding against each other under the colorful disco lights.

the night was filled with suggestive glances and kisses that lasted a bit too long. sunghoon’s patience lasted for a good hour and a half, until you had to take your jacket off. you were wearing a gorgeous off shoulder dress. your collarbones were all exposed, taunting him to ruin the blank canvas with his lips.

he got up, kindly excused himself, and dragged you to the bathroom.

so now here you are, getting the best finger job you’ve ever gotten in your life.

you came within seconds, his long and slender fingers hitting all the right spots. his head is nestled in your neck, lips all over your neck. your neck was now littered with fresh hickies.

“give me one more baby,” he whispers in your ear. he gets down on his knees, going in between your plush thighs. his head is underneath your dress, so you have no idea what he’s doing. you gasp in shock when you feel his tongue on your pussy.

his tongue swirls around your pearl, then thrusts into your pussy, cleaning up your cum from the previous orgasm. he had a strong grip on your thighs, surely hard enough to leave a bruise the next day.

the stimulation was too much, you cry out as you let out your second orgasm. he doesn’t leave a single drop of cum, he continues eat you out.

suddenly, there’s a harsh knock on the door, the groan from outside is easily recognizable, it’s jake.

“i know you guys are fucking in there, i need my bathroom!” he shouts.

sunghoon peaks out from your dress, looking at you with the most mischievous smirk.

“give me one more?” he whispers.

tree swing.

mingi x reader; enemies to lovers au

word count: 10k

angst, fluff, smut

age 7:

the first time you met mingi, you both ended up with bloody noses and you had only known each other for fifteen minutes. a moving van was backed into the driveway of your new home, boxes of furniture being transported while you snuck away from your duties and opened the white gate to the backyard. 

it was beautiful and spacious, a lot bigger than your old backyard with a multitude of trees and flowers and shrubbery. one swing hung from a branch, just a small piece of wood being held up by rope and you eyed it warily before sucking it up and taking a seat. 

you barely moved your feet as you sat there, observing the back of the house and noting one of the rooms had a balcony attached to it. while you swung lightly, you secretly hoped your parents would allow you to have that room. you loved the idea of being able to read out there during the day or watch the stars at night. 

you hadn’t even wanted to move in the first place. you loved your old school and you loved your old house. you were a part of a group of best friends you’d known since you were five who had all recently decided to join a dance team together. you were so excited to start doing it with them, all of you practicing in the same light purple room you had grown up in since you were a baby. 

but then your parents broke the news to you that you’d be moving in the middle of the summer and you don’t think you’ve ever cried so much in your life. 

“it’s not fair!” you screamed at them through your tears and it hurt them to see you so sad. you begged and pleaded and cried some more even though you knew your efforts were a waste.

the clattering of your gate opening rips you from your memories, head snapping toward it as a tall boy, probably around your age, stomps toward you. his arms were folded and he had a sour expression on his face, planting himself right in front of you and staring down at you.

“uh hi…” you said, although it sounded a lot more like a question. “who are you?”

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