Cyberslut | Myg Sm Au

cyberslut | myg sm au

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🖇 synopsis:

— he has no idea who you are… up front, you’re sweet and innocent - but in reality you’re the exact opposite. running your own nsfw account, where your favorite topic is his hands.

[ cyberslut: a person who will act openly sexual on the internet, yet in real life will act prudent and contained. ]

pairing: jock(fuckboi)!yoongi x nerdy(virgin)!reader

fic type: social media au

side ships: (platonic…) vmin.

genre: smut!! college au, secret identity, tutoring au, slight themes of infidelity…

warnings: yoongi and his friends are dicks :/ - yn is way too horny all of the time… there’s a lot of sexting… no full nudity.

*BYR: yn knows yoongi is the guy she’s posting abt… yoongi does not know abt yns acct (until he finds out). yoongi nd yn have never talked before the start of this fic.

status: completed!

A/N: timestamps make sense throughout the fic. if u want to be added to the tag list, send me an ask! + if you’ve asked to be on my permanent taglist, you do not need to ask to be added to this one !!

parts:

bonus drabbles…

prologue: homeroom hottie

character profiles: yn, her alter ego, nd besties

character profiles: yoongi nd the boyz

part one: invasion of privacy

part two: private sessions

part three: pretty prints

part four: went viral

part five: malleable substances

part six: fellow fish nerd

part seven: long night

bonus: fuck me

part eight: fucking prude

part nine: under the bleachers

part ten: buzzer beater

part eleven: mentally fucking

part twelve: deductive reasoning

bonus: turn the page

part thirteen: teachers pet

part fourteen: surprise me

part fifteen: emotion sex

part sixteen: sexy mermaid

part seventeen: not finished

time jump: untapped ass

part eighteen: give a fuck

part nineteen: not dating

part twenty: away game

part twenty-one: at your pace

bonus: nervous and excited

part twenty-two: petal

part twenty-three: too messy

part twenty-four: drunk yoongi

part twenty-five: being stupid

part twenty-six: superior couple

part twenty-seven: iconic parties

part twenty-eight: twenty minutes

part twenty-nine: risk it

part thirty: reformed fuckboy

part thirty-one: nice change

part thirty-two: public event

part thirty-three: bars and clubs 

epilogue: on purpose

epilogue: fucking nerd

end

I thought would you be so kind was sad. This broke my heart especially since Haechan is my bias. Even when I was reading Would You Be So Kind, I could feel that Haechan loved sweetheart. This was nice add on to an already wonderful story even if Haechan suffered from second lead syndrome.

i wanna hold your hand | l.dh

PART II OF FOR YOU IN FULL BLOOM: THE HANAHAKI COLLECTION a would you be so kind? side-story written for the when you love someone collaboration hosted by @jaxminskale

✿SYNOPSIS. All the times Lee Donghyuck held your hand and the one time he didn’t.

✿PAIRING. lee donghyuck x (f) florist!reader x mark lee ✿GENRE. hanahaki!au, high school!au, best friend!au, flower shop!au, fluff, angst ✿WORD COUNT. 19.2k+

✿WARNINGS. hanahaki disease, vomiting, hospital visits, blood, mentions of death (no character deaths!), language, religious/Christian references, mentions of sexual thoughts (no smut!) PLEASE READ WOULD YOU BE SO KIND? BEFORE CONTINUING ON! Many scenes are scenes from in the fic written in Haechan’s POV.

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TAKE THE LEAP | JH.S

written for @notnctu‘s BEGINNINGS collab “This summer is going to be different. This is the summer we face our fears. Together.”

SYNOPSIS. Johnny Suh has always had a fear of heights and falling from high places. He’d rather keep his feet planted to the ground at all times. But once, just this once, he thinks he’s ready to plummet from the skies because he’s falling all in you.

GENRE. childhood friends!au, friends-to-lovers!au, summer vacation!au, camping!au, fluff, smut (minors: do not interact!) PAIRING. Johnny Suh x (f) Reader WORD COUNT. 14k

WARNINGS. language, cliff diving, sexual tension, mentions of food and alcohol consumption, sexual themes (soft dom!Johnny, car sex, oral: female receiving, fingering, penetration, praise kink, exhibition kink, multiple orgasms)

PLAYLIST. just friends - jonas brothers | the way i feel inside - the zombies | something more - aly & aj | i don’t want to miss a thing - aerosmith | even if it kills me - jason mraz | you belong with me - taylor swift | paper rings - taylor swift | off my face - justin bieber | share your address - ben platt

All your bags were packed and settled right beside your anxiously tapping feet as you waited outside your front door. Not even noon and the bright light of the sun was glaring from above, accompanied by the rising heat that made you sweat profusely. The loose tank top and denim shorts you wore stuck to your skin and you felt moisture building in your Teva sandals every second you stood under the sun. You had a feeling you should’ve stayed inside, knowing the person you were waiting for, but you went against that thought thinking that it would turn out differently this time.

Stealing a glance at your watch, you saw that it was fifteen past ten o’clock, which meant that Johnny Suh was undeniably late.

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fluffy socks

♫ pairing: university student! jeon wonwoo x gender neutral reader

♫ genre: fluff, domesticity, hints of romance, crack

♫ warnings: food mentions

♫ word count: 1.3k (;-; i did not expect this-)

♫ prompt: “i just waxed the floor, so grab your fluffy socks” from this prompt list !

♫ a/n: an unofficial part to the bias swap for @beomberries because i can't do gfx ksdjdskjs

♫ summary: just domesticity, chaos, and more chaos- and introvert! wonwoo

♫ taglist: @potato2earth @jadezircon @mostlikelynotmelissa @kwonthefire @beomberries - send an ask if you’d like to be on the tag list !

“Evening, Wonwoo!” You greeted your lethargic neighbour cheerily as you turned the keys to get into your dorm room. He nodded curtly in response before heading in, wordlessly.

He wasn’t the friendliest of the bunch. But he also wasn’t the rudest. All of your first and second years of university, you had tried to approach your slightly cold neighbour, trying multiple tactics like baking him cookies, inviting him over for trivia nights, getting him coffee, but none of those tactics ever worked out for you. You honestly weren’t sure why you were putting in so much effort. There was just something about him (and your inherent need to be liked) that made you really want to talk to him and for him to consider you as at least a friend! Alas, that wasn’t happening anytime soon. He had iced you out for the two entire years you had been living next door to each other.

You sighed as you put your keys on the kitchen table, time for another full on afternoon of studying for the chem test.

“Hey, Y/N!” Your roommate, Sana, came out from her room, a big smile on her face.

“Judging from the smile on your face, I’m assuming you finally asked Mingyu out?” You quirked an eyebrow, as Sana gushed,

“Yes! I’m so excited, oh my god. It was really something out of the blue, I didn’t even expect it. I kinda just blurted it out and Y/NNNN you should’ve seen his blush! Anyway, I kinda need a favour…”

You headed to the cupboard to grab some ramen to prepare,

“Oh?”

“Do you think you could find somewhere else to stay tonight? I kinda invited him here for a movie marathon.” She asked, quickly.

“Oh. Um-“

“It’s totally fine if you can’t! I’ll just reschedule the date-“

“No! It’s completely fine, don’t worry about it. I’ll find somewhere.” You fixed a small smile on your face,

“When do you need me out by?”

“8pm. Again, I owe you big time, Y/N! Thank you so much.” Sana ran over to give you a big hug as you numbly returned it, thoughts racing.

Where am I going to stay?

Shortly before Mingyu had arrived, you had packed a small backpack of things - including your fluffy socks (a necessity), phone, fluffy jumper, and pepper spray, armed for a night of camping out at the library. It was kinda sad that you had no friends you could stay with but what could you do? You were an introvert most of the time… except when it came to Wonwoo.

As you exited outside, Mingyu rushed past you, a bouquet of flowers in hand as he gave you a quick smile, you heard the squeals of Sana after he entered, the door closing shut loudly.

You sighed, turning away and continuing your trek.

…

“No! Are you serious.” You gaped, incredulous, staring at the notice in front of you.

Of all the days the library could be closed for renovations, it had to be today. You sighed, leaning against the glass doors. Tiredness overcame you as you pulled your knees close to your chest,

“Are you really going to stay there all night?” You opened your eyes, your gaze meeting… Wonwoo’s? He- he speaks? Wow. His voice is not what I expected. Why is it so deep? It kind of reminds me of rich dark chocolate that’s been melted- what? What’s happening, Y/N. Say something! Stop staring like an idiot.

“I have fluffy socks.” You said dumbly, mentally face palming as the words left your mouth.

Wonwoo didn’t bat an eyelash,

“You do know it’s going to be -3 degrees overnight? You don’t even have a blanket.” Wonwoo said.

“Well! I don’t really have anywhere else to stay!” You said defensively.

He doesn’t speak and now I find out he’s a jerk? Sigh.

“Come on.” He held out his hand, as you looked at it skeptically not long before grabbing it.

You walked across campus in mostly silence. Not being able to take it any longer, you spoke up,

“How come you didn’t ask why I couldn’t stay at my own dorm or something?”

“Well it’s kind of a moot question, isn’t it? If you could stay there, you wouldn’t be camping out at the library. Besides, as for the specifics, that’s your business, not mine.” He responded, not looking back at you.

“So, where are we headed?” You asked.

“Well, if you want, you can stay at my place.” He said.

“Really?” You asked excitedly before clearing your throat,

“I mean! Really? That’d be cool. Uh, thanks. Hang on, how do I know you won’t murder me?”

“You don’t. But would you rather be in this cold or be murdered?” He asked, letting out a puff of cool air.

“Murdered.” You muttered.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought, and you said you had fuzzy socks right? Well, I just waxed the floors this afternoon, so we can put them to good use.” He said sheepishly, grabbing his keys out as you approached his door.

“Are you suggesting what I think you’re suggesting?”

“You’ll see, I guess.”

After slipping for the fiftieth time, you held onto Wonwoo’s outstretched hand for dear life.

“How are you so bad at this?” He let out a deep, but melodic, chuckle, an amused smile plastered on his face.

“Excuse me, not all of us wax our floors every week so that we can go floor skating.” You pouted, as Wonwoo laughed again.

“Don’t pout. As cute as you look, it won’t score you any points in beating me.” Wonwoo started off again, leaving you behind.

You could feel the blush rushing to your face as soon as he made that comment, you stood in shock,

First, he was the introvert of introverts, then a jerk, and now a flirt? Make up your mind, Jeon Wonwoo.

Steeling yourself, you nodded, determined to beat Wonwoo. Somehow he had come up with this (kinda unnecessary) game just out of sheer boredom. You didn’t see the point in it, but it was fun and you were getting to know Wonwoo along the way (well… mainly the fact that he’s really good at floor skating-) which outweighed any practicality in your head.

As you attempted to skate forward, you stumbled, your hand whipping out front to steady you, only to knock a very ancient-looking vase forward. The both of you watched, it was like it was falling in slow motion, Wonwoo racing forward to grab it just before it hit the ground.

“Gotcha.” He set the vase back on the table.

“Woah, quick reflexes, hello??” You gaped at him, awestruck.

He rubbed his neck sheepishly,

“Uh, yeah. I game in my spare time.”

“Really? I thought you did floor skating in your spare time.” You teased.

“Hey! That’s only on Friday nights.” Wonwoo defended.

“Uh-huh. And why do you do it by yourself? Don’t tell me, you’re planning on getting into the Olympics with this.” You laughed.

“I just don’t have friends.” Wonwoo shrugged, cutting off your laughter.

“Wonwoo, I’m hurt. After the what- two hours we spent floor skating together you wouldn’t even consider me a friend?” You placed your hand to your heart in mock offense.

A light blush dusted his cheeks,

“Uh, I mean sure. If you want to-“

“Of course I want to, Wonwoo! That’s all I’ve wanted to be for the last two years we’ve been living next door. You’ve just been so unresponsive until now.” You said, exasperated.

“I’m sorry, I’m not very good with talking to people I really want to talk to. I never know what to say.” Wonwoo said awkwardly.

“It’s okay. Baby steps. And hey, Wonwoo since we’re practically besties now, I expect you to invite me over every Friday night so we can floor skate together again? I plan on qualifying with you in the Olympics.” You smiled at him, reassuringly.

He chuckled,

“Sounds like a plan.”

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