Its A Dangerous Pastime - Ch. 1

It’s a Dangerous Pastime - Ch. 1

A/N: It’s done! Finally! I had so much fun writing this, and I’m already working on the next part.

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Genre: Romance, Fluff, Smut, Hybrid AU, College AU

Members: OT7 x reader

Word count: 2k+

Warnings (for this chapter): Some swearing

Future Warnings will contain: swearing, possessive words and behavior, sexual content, breeding kink, impregnation kink, dom and sub behavior, and more. (Warnings will be added at the beginning of every chapter)

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;hurricane (m)

wanting something you can’t have will only lead to heartbreak… That’s what you should have told yourself when you began to fall for Jung Hoseok. For forbidden fruit tastes sweeter, but spoils faster…

pairing | jung hoseok x reader   genre/warnings | smut, angst, professor! hoseok words | 19,881

songs | hurricane | 30stm + reserved seat | hyukoh

author’s note | as I got into this storyline it grew into something more and more (hence the word count lol). As someone who’s not necessarily a fan of professor aus, I hope I put my own little realistic spin on this. I would imagine these scenarios never play out well in real life, so don’t expect a happy ending…(although, hopefully bittersweet?) Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy ~

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Things That Go Bump In The Night--Imagine #14

Anonymous asked: Can you write an imagine where you’re scared of the dark and your crush guides you to the bathroom or something. ((; Its definitely not who you think it is requesting this, hehehe.

A/N: I’m sorry you waited so long for this, my baby. I hope it pleases you. <3

I woke up with a start. Oh shit. I needed to pee really bad. I moved my hand up to rub my eyes, when I felt something warm and solid next to me. The last few hours before I fell asleep rushed back. My boyfriend was sleeping over for the first time in the small apartment I lived in alone. I smiled in the dark at the soft little snores that fell from his mouth. His arm was still wrapped around me protectively and my stomach flipped at the realization that he had fallen asleep like that. He was lying on his stomach with his left arm resting on my stomach, since I had fallen asleep on my back. I wanted to savor this moment as long as possible. 

Still, the need to pee only increased the longer I lay there. Craning my neck to look at the silhouette of the door, I shuddered at having to walk the short distance from my warm bed to the bathroom. In the dark. I flopped my head back against the pillow, groaning quietly, paralyzed by fear of the dark. 

“Unf, babe,” I heard and felt c/n whisper into my ear, scooting closer to me and wrapping me closer to his side. The warm puffs of his breath tickled my neck. Why did he have to be so goddamn sexy the second he woke up?

“How did you know I was awake?” I whispered, not turning to look at him.

He nuzzled his nose along the back of my ear before moving his lips to my ear. “Guess my body is always hyper-aware of you, even in sleep,” he said quietly, his gravelly voice thick with sleep, making me squirm. 

I didn’t answer, partly too embarrassed to admit my fear of the dark, and partly too flustered by his voice and the way his lips and nose were caressing the outline of my ear. 

“Baby, what is it?” Fuck, how was it possible for him to make me so hot and agitated so easily. He moved his lips to the skin below my ear, leaving hot, wet, sloppy kisses down my neck.

“Oh, fuck. C/n, stop!” I whined, laughing breathily and pushing him away from me. 

“Mm,” he moved back against my resistance, too strong for my feeble attempts to keep his mouth off me. He kept talking and leaving kisses, while I struggled silently to keep both my bladder and sounds of enjoyment under control. 

“Mmm,” a kiss lower on my neck.

“I’m not,” a suck on my collar bone.

“Gonna stop,” a searing lick across the middle of my neck, as he rose partly over me on his elbows. 

I squirmed, my breathing hitching. 

“Until you tell me,” an open-mouthed kiss under my tilted up chin.

“What’s wrong,” he finally broke down my resistance as I moaned at the feel of him sucking my skin into his mouth and grazing his teeth against it. 

“I’m scared of the dark,” I said through a strangled breath, defeated. 

He finally stopped torturing me with that fucking mouth of his and rose to hover over my face. Even in the dark, I could see the concern in his eyes. As well as a glint of amusement. 

“Don’t you dare laugh at me,” I warned, my voice hoarse. 

A breathy chuckle fell from his lips caressing my face. “That’s fucking adorable.”

I could feel my face heating up at his words. His thumbs caressed my cheeks, and I would’ve been actually grateful for the dark for hiding my blush but I knew he could feel it. 

Suddenly, he threw the covers off us both, moved his head down to my stomach, and left a kiss over my night shirt. 

“You are so cute, just how? How did I get so lucky to have such an adorable girl love me,” he looked up at me, shaking his head in disbelief. 

I felt his one arm under my back, and the other move under my legs. Before I could ask what he was doing I was lifted off the bed bridal style. I could feel the muscles of his biceps flex under me as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He opened the bedroom door, crossing over to the bathroom. 

“Please never be shy to ask for my help. You’re my queen. I am your king. It’s only fitting I carry you to your throne,” he said, gently setting me on the cold bathroom floor. 

He turned on the light and I almost collapsed. His hair was a mess of h/c locks tangled in different knots, and yet still managed to make him look sexy as fuck. His eyes were staring down at me with what could only be described as admiration. His lips and eyes were puffy from sleep, and the goofy grin that was plastered on his face made me weak in the knees.

“The queen has a request,” I said, my eyes flitting from his eyes down to his lips repeatedly.

“Anything for my majesty,” he said, pinning me between his body and the bathroom counter, his breath already uneven. 

I smiled, satisfied I could have such an effect on him. I grabbed a fistful of the front of his night shirt, yanking him down to my level. We were so close we were swallowing each other’s shallow breaths. 

“You finish what you started in bed,” I said, using my best seductive voice. 

A quiet moan fell from c/n’s lips as he watched my tongue wet my lips. 

“Y/n,” he whispered, his voice hoarse. 

Just as he was about to kiss me I shoved him out the door.

“First I need to pee,” I said as I sat on the toilet.

“You fucking tease,” his strangled voice came from the other side of the door. I knew his mannerisms so well, I knew he was running his hands through his hair and down his neck the way he always did when I teased him. 

“You’re gonna pay for that. And we’ll give a whole new meaning to the saying ‘things that go bump in the night’,” I heard him shout from the bedroom. 

I couldn’t wait. 

Operation: Intelligence

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: Hoseok / Reader

Word Count: 2,819

AU: Spy 

Dialogue Prompt: “Not the time for a costume change!” (slightly tweaked to fit with dialogue lol)

↳ part of my AU drabble game

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Honest Mistake

request: I know you’ve got your work cut out, but can I request a Snape x student reader where he accidentally calls her by her pet name in class? Something short and fluffy? ¯\(°_O)/¯

prompt: it had been an honest mistake - it just slipped out… in front of the class.

warnings: curse word(s), petname

note: mwahahaha i made it gender-neutral so enjoy! and if you’re a Star Trek fan like me and @black-raven200 , enjoy my lil reference

words: 819

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The class had been full of quiet laughs and some low discussions about the potion they were making. Professor Snape was wandering the room, stopping every few rounds of desks, overlooking the notes he had put on the board and the students’ potions. With silent and brooding eyes, he nonchalantly nudged the ingredients they were missing.

Accompanying some fellow Slytherins at their table, Snape looked around the room for his favorite (Y/H) student. Other students in his class were circumventing around the ingredients on the shelves in the back room, casting Lumos to find their ways.

Finally, as students decided to sit down after a millennium, Snape finally saw them - his favorite student. Their (e/c) eyes followed the patterns of the book, each word embedding itself into their brain.

While their (h/c) hair moves around their face from their movements - book to the cauldron, - Snape found himself staring. A student raised an eyebrow at his Slytherin professor, “Professor Snape? The next step?”

Snape’s attention was brought back to the student, “figure it out for yourself, Nimoy. What do you add next after the Wolfsbane?”

Leonard sighed, grumbling while whipping his head back to the potion Snape had instructed to make.

The Head of Slytherin focused his attention back to his favorite student; Y/N L/N. No doubt everyone knew they were Snape’s favorite - they were great at potions, respected him even when given attitude, and never questioned anything he said. That, and they did the most adorable things.

Snape had found himself guilty of longingly staring at his student, always wondering when he would get them all to himself. Severus hadn’t realized how touch-starved he was until he met Y/N. The gentle touches on the shoulder when walking by, the cuddles in his bedroom after school ended, and the soft grasps of his fingers when they slept.

Their relationship wasn’t all sexual, but that’s how it began. Snape thought back to Yule Ball when he had first seen them; they had looked absolutely ravishing but Severus kept to himself. Well, that was until the end of the ball.

It always surprises Severus how he had the courage to go up and hold a conversation with them, not student and teacher, but as friends. He had mentioned how beautiful they looked, everything about them making them stand out in a crowd.

They had laughed, looking up at Severus with that glorious smile of theirs while Severus found himself falling more in love. He had walked them back to their dorm, holding small talk about that night. Ending up at their door, they had mentioned how they’d like to talk to Severus again…but outside of school.

How could he say no?

Warmth had spread throughout his body as he agreed, brushing a piece of their hair out of their face. Pulling them close, he laid a small kiss on the side of their mouth, walking away with his cape behind him.

From then, almost every day they’d see each other, either sneaking around the castle or spending days in Snape’s quarters. It was exciting, really, knowing that the relationship was illegal or they could get caught. But that was the best part to Severus.

Well, that was probably a lie.

Snape’s favorite part, by no doubt, was the nicknames. Not ‘Sevvy’ or (your nickname), but the simple ones. One every couple uses, never shying away from saying it in front of everyone. His was dearest, the one that made his heart buckle every time they called him that or he called them - mostly the ladder.

Severus loved called them dearest, knowing full well that they truly are dearest to his heart. Before and even a bit after Lily, he honestly couldn’t think of anyone else taking that role as being dearest to him, to his lonely heart. But they had snuck their way in.

Watching as they carefully poured the Hemlock into the cauldron, Severus called out, “watch for the sparks, dearest.”

Everyone had stopped as Y/N lifted their head, meeting eyes with Severus as he realized his mistake. Students looked uncomfortable, leaning to their partner and spilling their gossip on what had just taken place. Y/N’s eyes filled with tears, quietly wiping them and continuing their potion.

Snape’s heart ached, “class dismissed.” There had been about another 15 minutes left. Students confusingly gathered their materials, hurrying out of the class as they snickered, ready to spill the news to other classmates.

Snape grabbed Y/N’s sleeve, holding them back, “it slipped.”

They furrowed their eyebrows, “obviously! Severus, do you know what could happen to us?”

With slightly shaky hands, Snape held Y/N as he pressed kisses along their face, “relax, dearest. Live right now, with me.”

Their own hands wrapped themselves around Snape as they hoped nothing bad would come of what happened earlier. They both hoped Albus would understand; after all, it was just an honest mistake.

Sensation Play

ot7 reaction: you embark on a play of sensation (receiving).

warnings: blindfolding, ice play, feathers, wax play, nipple clamps, silk, leather, brief flogging (like two smacks), dirty talk, sir kink, daddy kink

(a/n: each member is different! as always, there is a read more in place! sorry i keep making jungkook kinky af i can’t help it lmao).

edit: LMAO I DEF POSTED THIS ON ACCIDENT. i got a lot of new notifications and was like, “shit man what popular ass blog reblogged one of my posts- OH WAIT!” lmaooooo. usually i like to add more gifs between reactions what whatever. still enjoy!

Kim Seokjin

You heard the door click shut, indicating that Jin had finally returned. After blindfolding you and commanding you to stay on the bed, he’d walked out of the room like he’d never been there to begin with. Now that he was here, you couldn’t stop a tremble from going down your spine.

“Jin?” you asked. You were on your back like he’d asked, tugging anxiously at the bedding. He hummed, but didn’t reply.

You felt the mattress shift as he climbed onto it. Slowly, he leaned down until his breath fanned across your face—and then he kissed you, hot and sure as you blindly followed his lead.

He trailed his mouth down your neck, the softness of his lips a sharp contrast to the biting pinch of his teeth as he tugged your skin between them. He sucked harshly before pulling away with a flick of his tongue. He blew on the mark lightly, the sudden cold making you shudder.

But as soon as he stopped, he moved lower. One hand came up, burying in your hair to tilt your head to the side, giving him more access. You knew you were in for a long night.

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