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just saw this over a year later when i logged back on. not sure why this creator was trying to start issues and reading into things that aren’t true.
i think it’s really unfortunate that you have a victim complex. you know nothing about me as a person, INCLUDING my race.
at no point in my story did i make any kind of descriptions of yn where she could belong for one certain race. its a STORY!!! its fiction!!!! do you think that yuta is really a vampire? no he is not. it’s a story.
not sure if this blogger has grown up, but i hope they are not still like this ☺️
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THIS IS SO PERFECT OH MY GOD IM INSANE RIGNT NOW THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL YUTAHOLIC WILL NEVEER LET ME DOWN IN MY LIFE. I WAS WAITINF FOR THIS FOR AGES AND IT WAS LITERALLG SO PERFECT AND BEAUTIFUL😭😭😭😭😭🐺🐺😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭💖💖💖💖💖💖💖 GOD BLESS YOU GOD BLESS YUTA GOD BLESS JAEHGUN AND GOD BLESS YN. THIS CURED ALL OF MY MENTAL ILLNESS AND MOTIVATED ME TO FINISH COLLEGE FIND A GOOD JOB AND LIVE A LONG AND HAPPY LIFE
Hey guys lol sorry for being mia 😵💫 i literally moved to a different continent about 3 weeks ago lol but i’m pleased to announce that jungwoo college au is in the works once again 🙏 in the meantime feel free to give i.o.u. a little reread 😉
huang renjun, lee jeno, lee donghyuck, and na jaemin are determined to have girlfriends by the end of their college years, but that’s easier said than done when they’re known as the biggest players on campus.
GENRES ▸ smut, fluff, crack, college au
WARNINGS ▸ profanity, sexual content (smut), alcohol consumption
AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ hello !! welcome to my nct dream 00 line series that i’m super hyped for !! since i never did anything for my 1k followers milestone…. or 2k…. or 3k…. or 4k…. consider this my 5k milestone ♡ these are going to be like mini fics (around 5k??) so it’s a refreshing break from the long fics :’) the stories are loosely connected but you don’t have to read in order. send me an ask or comment to be added to the tag list! thank you for reading & i hope you enjoy!!
hello hello, first of all, thank you for 5k notes!! this was for my 5k special and it’s at 5k notes funny funny >:) second of all, jaemin’s installment has been updated, so this series is now complete with all four parts !! (peep the bonus) 🥰 thank you guys for all the love, it’s been a great ride, and i will definitely miss writing for this series :( sending much love to you all as always ♡
synopsis: keeping cool around you is easier said than done, and when yuta has you all to himself after his concert, any and all self control goes out the window. every moment he spent craving you, mind, body, and soul, has led up to him finally getting a taste. and, oh, is it addicting.
a/n: tumblr has been messing up my formatting and duplicating paragraphs after the “read more” line, so i apologize for the long text post :( hopefully i can figure out a solution 🥲 anyways, enjoy!
Your vision became hazy when the man above you devoured your lips in a kiss that felt more like he was trying to eat you alive. He kissed you roughly, sucking and biting at your lips so hard you swore you could taste your own blood. Not that you cared though, you were so high up in the clouds at this point that all you could feel was the addicting contrast of his cold hands holding your face and his hot mouth on yours.
“Yuta…” you breathed, his name the only thing your foggy mind could think to say as you struggled to focus your blurry vision on him.
As you looked up at him with those glossy eyes and that dazed expression, Yuta knew he had you right where he wanted you. Perfect.
“Yeah, baby? Are you gonna let me have you?” he asked, kissing your cheek as you nodded. You were too far gone to even speak now.
Yuta’s hands found yours and he brought them up to his mouth, kissing your palm before sinking his teeth into the sensitive skin of your left wrist.
You gasped, a warmth flooding your body as you went limp in his arms. Yuta held you close, eyes rolling back in his head at your taste the second it hit his tongue. You were so fucking sweet, he knew that if he didn’t stop soon he would keep feeding until there was nothing left for you to give. You moaned and whimpered as you struggled to stay conscious, eventually succumbing to the darkness behind your eyelids.
Yuta forced himself away from your wrist while he could still think straight, licking his lips and looking down at your pale, beautiful face.
I’m fucked, he thought to himself while he watched your chest rise and fall with shallow breaths.
Why couldn’t he keep it together for just one night? He knew how dangerous you were the second he realized that he couldn’t control himself around you, so why did he seek you out after the show?
Fucking post-concert adrenaline.
Now what? Tomorrow night is his last show in your city, then he’ll be back in Japan, thousands of miles away from you for God knows how long.
His jaw clenched at the idea of you being apart from him. No. He’s bringing you with him, fuck what his bandmates think. You said you would follow him wherever he went and not a single cell in his body wants to stop you.
Now that he’s had a taste of you, there’s no going back. You’re his.
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a/n: hi, i’m back LOL. sorry for being so inactive, this semester has been crazy, but i have a lot of wips and i’m excited to write more as my schedule opens up! this was originally going to be a full length fic, but i decided to keep it a short blurb for now ;) thanks so much for reading and i hope you have a lovely day/night! <3
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notes: these are three separate stories, divided into two parts each. do not proceed if you aren’t into angsty, smutty love triangles. this content is for adults only. each part will come with more detailed warnings.
disclaimer: the members are just my muses. I don’t know any of them personally and would never say that they would actually act or behave in the ways portrayed in this story.
the scent of blood, act I (M)
the one where your ex-boyfriend is a vampire…
the scent of blood, act II (M)
the one where your other ex is a werewolf…
{ coming soon }
rose and her thorns, act I (M)
the one where you start a band with your best friend…
{ coming soon }
rose and her thorns, act II (M)
the one where you break up a band over your first love…
{ coming soon }
moth to a flame, act I (M)
the one where a boy might ruin your marriage…
moth to a flame, act II (M)
the one where a boy might save your marriage…
{ coming soon }
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pairing: jaehyun (nct) + you (reader) + yuta (nct)
genre: the vampire and the werewolf; enter this love triangle at your own risk
warnings: mild language; mentions of blood and violence; descriptions of witchcraft; brief dialogue about fertility and pregnancy; explicit sexual content
a/n: this is the first part of a duology; check my masterlist for other parts; happy reading!
genre: brother’s best friend; fluff just asking for trouble; smut
word count: 19.3k (it feels way longer lol)
summary: You’ve had a crush on Taeyong, your brother’s best friend, for as long as you can remember, a crush made worse by the fact he’s completely off-limits. When Taeyong suddenly confesses you haven’t been alone in your feelings, you start sneaking around to be together, risking it all not to get caught.
warnings: mild language; mentions of slut shaming; alcohol use; explicit sexual content
a/n: listening to use me by makk mikkael; this is a one-shot, there will be no sequels; check the masterlist in my description for other one-shots in this collection; happy reading!
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warnings: language, sexual content (bondage, rimming, handjob, overstim, unprotected sex)
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a/n: this is honestly pretty tame considering the warnings, but i wanted to do something special for kinktober (and because yuta in LA made everyone lose their minds). yes, this is based on that clip of him during focus at neo city. enjoy!
another a/n: tumblr keeps effing up the format of this, so if the beginning paragraphs seem out of order, just know that i did not copy and paste it that way T-T i'm trying to fix it, but if it doesn't work, i'll just repost i guess.
You had surprised everyone by flying out to LA last minute, and Yuta was extremely grateful for that. He barely got to spend any time with you before he and the guys had to leave for America, and he had sadly accepted that he wouldn’t get to until he got back. Your work schedule prevented you from joining them on their short American tour, and you had told Yuta that you would just call him before every show.
When you FaceTimed him from outside the arena where NCT 127’s LA concert was being held, he thought you were just playing some cruel prank. That is, until he had you in his arms backstage, showering your face with kisses before the stage manager had to drag him away to finish getting ready.
A couple hours later, you were sitting among thousands of screaming fans waiting to enjoy NCT 127’s one-night-only Los Angeles concert. The guys put on an incredible show, to say the least. Every performance was perfect and energetic, and their stage presence was amazing as usual. But a few songs in particular made Yuta do some things that caught your eye and made your jaw (and nearly your panties) drop.
Focus was one of those songs. As with every one of the show’s more sensual stages, Yuta teased the crowd with his erotic movements and facial expressions, basking in how they would scream and cry out with every bite of his lip and swirl of his hips. The raw, sexual energy he displayed on stage was enough to excite everyone in the arena, and you were no exception. Yuta knew your eyes were on him the entire time, and he loved it, deciding to play up his performance a bit just for you. When he met your gaze the few times he danced right in front of you, he saw the hungry look on your face that you usually tried to hide from him. And fuck, was it sexy.
Yuta’s post-concert adrenaline rush was no joke, and by the end of the show he was so riled up that he couldn’t wait until he got back to his room, when he would have you all to himself for one night before you had to fly back home.
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Once you both were settled into your hotel room after having dinner with the guys and their managers, Yuta couldn’t keep his hands off of you. You had to beg him to let you shower alone, promising that you would let him join you for one later. He seemed much needier than he did earlier, and you supposed it was due to the fact that you were finally alone together and he wanted all of your attention, which you were completely willing to give him.
“The show was amazing, Yuta,” you said softly, letting him pull you closer to him from where you sat on the massive bed in the hotel suite you two would share for the night. Upon hearing about your arrival in Los Angeles, Yuta immediately upgraded your room so that your one night together would be as special as possible. Since you had dropped everything to come see him, the least he could do was make it worth your while.
“I’m glad you liked it,” Yuta said, dipping his head down to press his lips to your shoulder, “I was dancing up there for you, you know.”
“Oh really?”
“Of course. I saw the way you looked at me, by the way. It was fucking hot,” he mumbled while leaving wet kisses along your collarbones. You whimpered at the feeling of his hands and lips on your skin, sensitive to his touch. Yuta was well aware of this and how much he could tease you with his gentle touches and words alone.
Yuta also knew that look on your face when he pulled away, like you wanted to devour him, and he was more than willing to let you. In fact, he wanted you to. He pulled you into his lap, running his hands up your thighs and leaving soft kisses along your chest and shoulders. Before you could thread your fingers through his hair, he took your hand and brought it to his lips, kissing your palm before slowly dragging your hand to his throat. You knew exactly what his silent request meant and you immediately took the bait, much to his delight.
His lips curled into a smile as you squeezed lightly, fingers digging into the soft flesh of his neck. He loved coaxing this side of you out almost as much as you loved having him a needy mess.
“Harder, angel. You know you won’t hurt me,” he said while holding your hand in place with a firm grip on your wrist.
You obliged, dipping your head down to kiss his jaw as you tightened your hold his neck, squeezing the sides so you wouldn’t actually choke him.
“That’s it, pretty girl,” Yuta praised when you dug your fingers in deeper and rolled your hips against his growing erection.
When he parted his lips and threw his head back in pleasure, you tilted his face towards yours and kissed him hard until his perfect lips were all pink and swollen. Licking into his eager mouth, you moaned as he sucked on your tongue while you snaked your hand between your bodies to feel him through his shorts.
“Baby…” Yuta groaned, removing his hands from your hips to reach under the pillow that was next to him. He fumbled around for a second until he found what he had placed there while you were in the shower— a silk black tie.
You smiled, rubbing the soft material between your fingers. So that’s why he wanted to stop at the clothing store on the way back to the hotel. Of course he didn’t actually forget to pack sleeping shorts…
“Since I know how much you like to see me tied up,” he said, taking off his shirt and holding up his wrists with a mischievous gleam in his lust-filled eyes.
“You sure planned this out, didn’t you,” you teased, kissing his wrists before getting on your knees to tie them together above his head.
“Well, the way you were looking at me on stage like you wanted to eat me kind of gave away how tonight was gonna go,” he chuckled, gaze shifting down to your chest that was inches away from his face.
“You were such a tease up there, Yuta,” you said, tugging on the tie to make sure it wasn’t too loose. “It’s only fair that you get a taste of your own medicine.”
“First, I want a taste of you,” your boyfriend looked up at you through his eyelashes as he flicked your nipple through your thin black lingerie with his tongue, making you sigh and arch your back into him. You pushed the strap down your shoulder so he could suck and lick your chest to his heart’s desire.
“Fuck, Yuta,” you sighed while looking down at how he desperately tasted every inch of exposed skin he could reach, coating your chest with love bites and wet kisses.
“Missed this so much,” he moaned, bucking his hips up when you tugged on his soft, blonde hair. As much as Yuta loved being in control, he couldn’t deny how insanely hot it was when you took the reins. The weight of you on top of him and the familiar, intoxicating scent of your perfume made his brain feel foggy, his senses completely overwhelmed by you. All it took was a few more harsh tugs on his hair and your breathy moans in his ear for him to become putty in your hands, ready for you to do whatever you wanted to him.
His arms tensed when you pulled away from his mouth and crawled out of his lap so you could pull his shorts down his thighs. You watched with hungry eyes as he lifted his hips up, the muscles of his toned stomach flexing beneath your touch. Yuta’s body was something to behold, and you couldn’t help but drink in the sight of his glittering navel piercing and the intricate tattoos that decorated his skin, begging to be worshiped with your hands and mouth.
God, he’s fucking beautiful, you thought as you ran your finger over the butterfly on his hip before dipping your head down and following the light touches with your lips. You left a trail of kisses down his torso to the waistband of his boxers, mouthing over his semi-hard erection.
Yuta cursed when you finally removed the last of his clothing, settling yourself between his thighs and taking his cock in your hand. Watching the way his hips twitched under you, you licked a slow stripe up the shaft before wrapping your wet lips around the tip, eliciting a breathy moan from the gorgeous man beneath you.
You sucked and swirled your tongue around him while pumping his shaft until your drool was dripping down your fingers. Meanwhile, Yuta was trying his best not to thrust into your mouth, but it was getting harder and harder, especially when your free hand began massaging his balls. Your mouth followed, licking and sucking them while continuing to stroke his cock.
“Feels so good, baby,” Yuta mumbled, spreading his legs a little wider when your hand that was massaging him drifted lower.
You let a pearl of spit fall from your lips, your thumb spreading it around his entrance lightly in small circles. Yuta rolled his hips up and groaned when you pulled your hand away and looked up at him.
“Can I touch you here?” you asked, resting your head on his thigh as your fingers ghosted over where your thumb was.
“Please…” he breathed, tugging at the restraint that kept him from reaching down and leading your mouth to where he wanted it most.
Yuta knew he wasn’t going to last much longer when you finally swirled your warm, wet tongue around his entrance. You kept a steady rhythm, pumping him with one hand while the other kept him spread open so you could continue to eat him out.
The stimulation made his eyes roll back in pleasure, his abdomen tightening as he fought back the urge to cum. You both moaned when you began to shallowly dip your tongue into his hole, gently at first before going all in.
“Fuck, Y/N,” Yuta groaned, his muscles tightening as he came all over his lower stomach. His orgasm seemed to last forever as you continued to fuck him with your fist and tongue until the overstimulation caused him to recoil away from you.
“You okay?” you asked, wiping your spit from your lips as you made your way back up his body to untie him.
His black painted fingernails dug into his palms with how tight his fists were, and you immediately began to massage his wrists and hands to help him relax.
You kissed his lips gently when he nodded, releasing his hands to hold onto his shoulders as you rocked yourself in his lap. You removed your underwear before situating yourself on top of him again, the wetness between your thighs mixing with his cum to help you slide over his cock.
“Need you to fuck me, baby,” Yuta moaned into your ear, sending another wave of arousal through your body and causing your movements to speed up.
He was already hard again by the time you lifted yourself up to guide him inside you, his hands grabbing your hips and guiding you up and down as soon as you adjusted to his size. You shifted in his lap so that he repeatedly hit that spot that made you clench around him so hard he had to slow down so he wouldn’t cum so soon. You looked so perfect above him, hands squeezing your chest as you bounced on his cock while pretty moans spilled from your lips. He wanted to take a picture or maybe a video of you like this, something he could watch on nights that you were thousands of miles away from him and he was missing you like crazy. For now though, he’ll savor every second of having you here in the flesh, your tight walls squeezing him so perfectly that he felt like he was seeing stars.
Yuta brought his hands between your legs to rub your clit, noticing how your thighs began to shake. He used his free hand to hold you in place while he thrusted his hips up to meet yours, and it only took about thirty more seconds for you to reach your high, fucking him through your orgasm.
I don’t need a video, he thought, watching you slowly lift your hips only to drop down again, the feeling of his cock dragging along your sensitive walls making you throw your head back in pleasure. There’s no way he could ever forget how beautiful you looked right then, with his cock disappearing inside you over and over again as you brought him to his second orgasm of the night.
Yuta gripped your hips harshly as he thrust into you hard and fast before burying himself as deep as he could inside of you, squeezing his eyes shut as he came. He held you close when you collapsed into his arms, your chest rising and falling against his. His fingers traced your spine as you tried to control your breathing, completely and utterly spent after fucking Yuta past your limit. He gently lifted you off him, laying you down on your back and crawling to kneel between your legs to watch his cum ooze out of you. You whimpered when he collected some of it on his fingers before pushing it back inside, knowing that you would object to him eating it out of you because of your oversensitivity.
That’s okay, he thought while looking down at the mess you both made, the spit and cum coating your bodies resembling a Jackson Pollock painting. I’ll just do that in the shower.
“I know what you’re thinking, and I’ll just say that you’re gonna have to carry me into the shower,” you said, bringing Yuta’s hands up so he would massage your thighs. “I don’t think I’ll be able to walk until tomorrow.”
He chuckled, moving up to kiss your pouty lips. “I would think so. You rode me like a champ, baby.”
“You deserved it,” you smiled up at your sweet and ridiculously sexy boyfriend. “Now can we please take a shower? Your cum is starting to make my thighs stick together.”
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a/n: ok, i know that wasn’t the most romantic ending i’ve ever written, but it was still pretty romantic for a yuta ass eating fic. thank you so much for reading, and please feel free to leave feedback!!
Summary: you don’t know his name, you never see his face. he’s a perfect hook-up, absolutely no strings attached when you meet up for just sex. but how long can the anonymity truly last, and is it a cure-all for catching feelings?
The first time was a drunken mistake.
A careless night out at a club in LA. It was dark except when the lights flashed in quick bursts, and he was wearing a mask. Not like a normal face mask, but a Jason mask from the Friday the 13th movies. It was mid-October, and this club was doing Fright Nights with a costume contest every Saturday night this month, so the mask wasn’t out of place.
At first when he approached you, you were creeped out, but you were tipsy and horny and sad, reeling from the end of two relationships, due to a cheating bastard and a betrayed friendship, so you were just looking for something, for anything to numb the pain. The club, the drinks, and this Jason-mask wearing guy were exactly what you needed.
You didn’t care who he was or what he looked like, all you knew was how it felt when you pulled him into a messy stall in the women’s restroom, hiked up the skirt of your already very short dress, and when he slid up behind you. You barely even spoke to each other, no more than was necessary, but what little he did speak came with an accent from somewhere you couldn’t identify.