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Summary - Playboy Yuta invites you upstairs to his private bathroom so you “don’t have to wait in line” but you know he only has one thing on his mind.
Genre - Smut, Frat AU
Warnings - Smut, swearing, oral (Fem receiving), lingerie, dominate Yuta,
Word Count - 2k
The music licks your brain. A single bead of sweat runs down your flushed face as you bounce up and down in time to the beating drum of your favourite songs. Downing the beer in your hand, it isn’t long before you find another one taking its place.
This isn’t your usual scene. You’re not even sure where ‘this’ is. Some Alpha Beta Omega fraternity. The friends you came with have since vanished, lost somewhere in the house, victims no doubt of some half-drunk sports captain hunk who won’t remember their name tomorrow morning - if they even know it now.
But that’s how college is supposed to be, right? Moment to moment. Pleasure to pleasure. Bed to bed.
The walk to the restroom is an exercise of skill in both balance and patience as you work your way through the obstacle course of intoxicated students, narrowly avoiding a collision with a half-naked girl with a chest filled with beads and an armful of alcohol.
Halting midstep you groan as you catch sight of the thick, winding line. Dragging your feet, you get behind the last person waiting and lean dramatically against the empty cream wall right before three more girls file in after you. Good thing it’s not an emergency. Why did they invite so many people, anyway?
“You’re too pretty to wait in line.” The words are whispered right behind your ear as an arm snakes around your waist. “Why don’t you come back to mine? You can use the private bathroom.”
“I’m not that desperate,” you say, pushing his arm away and ignoring the excited whispers from behind you. A player. How many girls have fallen victim to him tonight?
Word Count - 1.3k
Genre - Smut / Crack
Summary -
It was meant to be romantic. Sex on a boat - what could possibly go wrong? The possibility of drowning never even crossed your mind.
Warnings -
Some swearing
A/N -
This is a part of the worst case collab. This was inspired by a similar scene in the film Captain Ron. Thanks to @naturalogre for hosting and sorry it’s so late 😭
It seemed like such a good idea at the time.
Sex on a boat. What could possibly go wrong? The possibility of drowning hadn’t even crossed your mind.
The boat was rented for the weekend so why wouldn’t you take advantage of the situation? You wanted this to be a trip you would never forget which is why you had snuck away from your friends as they played poker and headed below deck for some one on one time with Mark.
The thing is, now that you’re stuck inside the cramped shower stall with a wash cloth stuck in the drain and the faucet knobs floating around your feet as the water continues to rise, sex in the shower doesn’t seem as glamorous as promised.
“Something is jamming the door,” Mark says as he pushes his shoulder against it.
“Making eye contact is really special,” he says with a grin before bending down to kiss the tip of your nose.
HE’S SO CUTE!! I LOVEY THIS! <3
Pairing : Renjun x female reader
Genres : horror, based on the urban legend the black eyed children, angst, yandere, dark
Summary : You just wanted to help that child, but what if it turns into your worst nightmare?
Warnings: Horror, dark themes, yandere, blood, death,major character deaths, mention of the disease prosopagnosia, drowning, murder, beating to death.
A/N: This story by no way glorifies the disease prosopagnosia or insults it. I just want to highlight the difficulties faced by them. Yes, I may be incorrect in many aspects but please don’t come at me and threaten me with hate anons. You can definitely point out my mistakes and I will correct them. Once more this another of my failed horror stories please enjoy.
Collab: This is for the Rumor Has It collab originally hosted by @wh6res and now hosted by @renhyucks . Thank you for letting me participate in this unique collab. I had lots of fun writing for this one because it was nice working with urban legends.
Collab Description: “𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐄.” yeah i was going to write something about the black eyed children but I got scared
WC: 2.6k
Tagging: @shinee-ingdubu @tansgucci @whatudoing @midnightmoi @cloudyhaos @chaoticdreaminisode @nctisthecity @xavi-in-kpopland @fifty-shades-of-mischeif @ahsshilee-me @tenhimbo @emrose5555 @yutassicheng @mrg-jjh @dollgutz666 @jimineos @neongreen-grass @solysea @d1nne @buniie-angel @thebluedragonpoato @doublethecrown @eyyyyyyyow @angryherringalienempath @ikissjaemin @jwoos-colored @leejenoanti @x-lonelypainter-x @yoooori @winwinsquezo @jenoly-simp @trippy-dejun @calythemochii @renjunnism @symoneismeh @junjungsunwoo @haechansworld @linohues @lookingforangst
Huang Renjun watched her giggle like a schoolgirl as she and her friends tried pushing off one of their friends into the pool.
He sighed.
He loved her so much that it hurt.
For him, who had nothing, she was a goddess.
She was the definition of perfection, the epitome of beauty and all things alike.
She was sweet, smart, caring, beautiful and loving.
He longed to be noticed by her. To be wanted by her. And to be loved by her.
She wasn’t that famous in high school, so it should have been easy for him to introduce himself to her.
But yet, something held him back.
Yeee! Horror!
wait, I need to double check what prosopagnosia is.
OH Y/N
then why were they picking on poor Renjun smh
I’m forgetting to keep track of my thoughts here because I’m getting into the story.
“My back hurts.” Soyeon bent a little, her back making a ‘crack’ sound.
“Oh you poor old woman. Here, let me help you.” Y/N giggled [...]
Accurate dialogue I would indeed have with a friend.
Y/N you dumbass omg:
The lock of the bathroom was broken, and it looked like someone had hammered it down.
They both gulped.
“I think we are overthinking-”
Here comes that sweet, sweet horror.
oh god, not the Misery-esque beat-down
It got so much worse, holy shit. lmfao.
Great job Sarah!! This was a really fun read! I’m a sucker for horror and this story was very interesting! <3
Word Count;; .9k
Genre;; Suggestive
Pairing;; Yuta x Reader (Fem)
Summary;;
It is your own hubris that has led you here. The tables are quick to turn and you soon find yourself not in the role of mentor but student as you lose control over your impromptu ‘kissing’ lesson.
Warnings;;
Heavy Makeout, Grinding
Notes;;
Written for one of my lovely Tumblr moots, @drunk-on-yuta ♡ Based off the prompt generator tag game.
My Networks;; @superm-net
There’s something hidden in his gaze, something dark. It makes you second-guess whether or not you should go through with this. A voice in the back of your head is telling you that he isn’t being one hundred percent honest with you but a much more primal, carnal voice is telling you to do it anyway, to have fun. You know things don’t quite add up but at the same time, you’ve had a crush on him since the day you first met.
“Just follow my lead, okay?” you say, rolling your shoulders and stretching your neck, the bed creaking despite the small movement.
Ooooooo I love it 😍😍 Your writing is so descriptive *bows* And that ending 🥵🥵 10/10 would read again 👏🏻
I'm glad you liked it, bb 🥺💕 and thank you very muchly!
Howdy ✌😌 may I request a, uhhh, Jeno? gaming with Reader 🤔 with fluff and maybe some smut? or just suggestive.
Hi Tana! How has your day been? Hope it was good!! Sorry that this took me so long, I haven't had the best sleep lately 😭 I hope this fits what you had in mind UwU The smut and fluff got switched about, hope you don't mind haha😅 Enjoy!!💓💕♥️💖
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"Ha! Take that!" You crow as VICTORY flashes across your screen, accompanied by the usual League of Legends sound effects. Your boyfriend Jeno glares at you over the tops of the two monitors positioned between you.
He'd been bragging about how good he and his friends were for the better part of a week, and you just couldn't take it anymore. You knew your friends were probably just as good as his, if not better, and you couldn't wait to bring his ego down a peg or two.
So the two of you had set up a time with your friends, then Jeno came over to your place (because let's be honest, you really did have the better gaming setup) and you fixed things in a way that would allow you to play without seeing each others' screens.
As expected, you had wiped the floor with Jeno's team, winning not just once, but twice. You know Jeno is probably pretty upset, but as he stands up and stalks toward you, you realize that he is beyond upset. He's straight-up pissed.
Hi Sara ♡ I've been well, and I hope you have been too!! No worries! There was no rush~ get some rest bb 😭
I love the way Reader just fucking annihilated him ahhsjd just fucking wrecked him 😂 very fun. This was cuteeeee. Thank you for writing it!! 😗😗💕 I enjoyed it a lot!
“ᏔᎻᎬΝ ᏔᎬ ᎪՏᏦᎬᎠ ҒϴᎡ Ꭺ ՏᎬᏟϴΝᎠ ᏟᎻᎪΝᏟᎬ, ͲᎻᏆՏ ᏔᎪՏΝ’Ͳ ᏔᎻᎪͲ ᏔᎬ ᎻᎪᎠ ᏆΝ ᎷᏆΝᎠ”
Once upon a time, there was a young girl. Her name was Daehi Ahn. When she was born, the gods showed favor toward her and looked into her future. When they saw the troubles and dangers that would befall her as she grew, they decided to intervene.
Enter the Seven Guardians. Originally, they were seven ordinary young men, friends who died in a freak accident. Now the gods have given them a second chance at life, but there's a catch: they must always protect Daehi and her descendents.
The only true way out was if they found their soulmate. Upon finding him or her, they would no longer be required to guard Daehi's descendents, but they would remain immortal until all seven had found their soulmates. Their soulmates, too, would become immortal until all had been paired. Then, and only then, would they be free of their obligation and become normal humans once more.
Taeil Moon is the oldest of the Guardians, and the unofficial leader of their friend group. When he and his friends lost their lives in a boating accident, he was the one who begged Hel, the god of death, to let them have a second chance. Hel had agreed to bring it up to the rest of the gods, but several years passed before he heard from her again.
Summary -
The plane is cramped. The lights are low. Your seat was stolen and now you’re covered in orange juice with the culprit following you to the bathroom to help you clean up.
Warnings - Smut, swearing, cum swallowing, blow job, unprotected sex but also protected sex, dominate reader, humiliation, slapping, alcohol, nipple play,
Word count - 3.5k
A/N - This is for the TaeTae Day Event being run by @supermwritersnet - check out the Masterlist for more fics from other writers of this event!
The smell of spring leaves and citrus mingles with the sweat of the other passengers as you file onto the plane in a line, shuffling with your overnight bag dangling in front of you as people start to find their seats. The bellowing wail of a baby follows you down the cramped space. Every time the man in front of you turns to look over his shoulder the pungent stench of alcohol hits you hard in the face.
The red-eye might have been a mistake. There’s no way you’re getting any sleep on this flight.
You resist the urge to turn around. There’s no escaping this hell flight, not until the others settle at least. The excited clatter of voices encroaching on you from every direction as you walk down the aisle towards the back of the plane. The one thing you do have during the flight is a window seat.
Or at least you thought you did.
There’s a man sitting in your seat, staring out the window, the one assigned to you for the next seven hours. In your mind, that makes it your window. He’s staring out your window, his glossy lips titled at the corner. You can only see half of his face, but it’s obvious he’s gorgeous, his bone structure lit up by the interior lights of the plane that hit every slope of his face, making him practically glow.
WayV having a fubu relationship with you.
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fubu < fu·bu
a slang word | abbreviation for fuck buddy : other terminologies — friends with benefits, chommies, bennifriends, relationshippy.
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You finally had the courage to read the letter he left you before he kissed you goodbye.
genre: angst, mafia!jaehyun x reader au, short fic
words: 1,3k+ words
tags: @uyuzo @angel-hyuckie @joker0705 @bbjisungg @spectracully @m1ntykun @mmarrie @jwoos-colored @thesongofdragons @leolo404 @dolphin-chenle @peachysunq @aghaczen @deysii @trashlord-007 @intokook @ltyme1
To my dahlia,
When I kissed you goodbye...
I regretted it.
You knew I was no good for you but you didn't care. I tried to push you away but you keep on coming back until I was fond of your presence and until I was in love. In our relationship I realized maybe I was actually harsh on myself and to you. Why was I trying to shut myself away from the world? Why did I try to discard my emotions and act like an emotionless doll? I cherish every moment with you and it will be with me 'til the day I die. You loved me and I felt it every second of our everyday. It was timeless, I don't want to let go of that moment. You made me feel alive, as if there was something more for me. In a world that is nothing but darkness I was used to isolation. It was a bland world filled with shades of grey but you somehow made it all ok. You brought color to my life. You painted my everyday and brought a smile to my face. I was mad in love to the point I adore every detail of you. I love the way you smile, the way you laugh, the way you pout, even the way you snore softly in your sleep. I never thought that I would be able to feel this way and I will be forever grateful that you were the reason for this.
But who knew it wouldn't last forever? The day I left, I cried like there was no tomorrow. I didn't want to leave you but I had no choice. I hated seeing you in tears, I hated seeing you in pain and I hated seeing you become a mess because of me. Why did you fall for a person who had many enemies willing to kill everyone I loved? Out of all the people in the world you chose me who was just going to put your life at stake. I forgot there was a reason to my emotionless self and that was because I didn't want to see people who are dear to me die. I hope you understand that I only wanted to keep you safe even if it meant that I had to lose you. Forget about me if you must. But I just want you to know that I will never erase you from my mind and from my heart.
I love you. I'll always will.
From yours truly,
Jung Jaehyun.
a/n: the velvet series will start soon i promise, have a short angst for now 😔
where does infatuation turn into obsession?
(inspired by the ‘you’ series on netflix and the trilogy of the same name by caroline kepnes)
a/n: previously titled ‘only you’ and posted on my previous nct account @the32ndbeat, reposted first 3 parts here.
series taglist: @geminirules @koo-18 @fruityutas @chocolattees
[send me an ask or dm if you wish to be included.]
Summary -
Two girls float in front of you along the lazy river and discuss the hot lifeguard on duty. Well, well, well, what do we have here?
There’s more than one way to get wet ;)
This is part of the Neo Smut Collective Sunny Side Event - Day 11 prompt is lifeguard ;)
Warnings!! 18+
Swearing, Smut, exhibition/voyeurism, almost drowning, outdoors on the water slide sex.
Word Count - 4.3K
If you have to use one word to describe yourself today it would be glamorous. In your contrast black mesh crisscross one piece, pink-bowed wedges, Dior sunglasses and Titanic era Kate Winslet inspired Derby-style hat, you are getting more than your fair share of looks. Who could blame them? You look fantastic.
The stares don’t bother you. You can’t say the same, however, about the bronzed giant in his red speedo. He practically forced you into hiding after he ignored your refusal of his advances, prompting you to rush over to the lazy river attraction in an effort to finally ditch him. He would bring your stock value down if someone caught sight of him anywhere near you.
Your shoes are expensive but if anyone takes them, you know they must need them more than you do. You leave them behind on the top level of the attraction, off to the side of the pool’s entrance, before stepping down the stairs. Cold water laps up from your ankles to your calves and finally up to your thighs as you descend. The dark blue round tube bleats as you slide over the top, preventing the water from reaching above your waist. Letting your feet dangle while you hold onto the handles, you let the floating donut take you out on the tide.
Oof!! Here we go!!
First and foremost.. WHO THE FUCK SAID YOU COULD WRITE YUTA THIS WELL?? I WANT TO SMASH AND THAT ISN'T SOMETHING I USUALLY FEEL FOR HIM SMFH you really outdid yourself with this one 😭💕
Our Scorpio King was well represented here!!
"How is he making you this hot? This wet?" - I want to know too, Reader!! How the hecking?! This is so well-done 😭
“'But that’s what you wanted, right? Oh that and-' in one fluid movement he pulls you into his arms, a hand in your hair and his tongue gliding across your jawline ''-my pretty face between your legs.'" - He's two days older than me so I call him DADDY 🥵🥵🥵
“'I also quite like the idea of you being between my legs.'" - He so would say this lmfao gtfo
Okay now my absolute FAVOURITE line in the fic is this one: "Heat spreads out across your face and body as your breathing aligns with the sounds of the palm trees rustling, the birds singing just for you."
Followed closely by: "...--the lifeguard slides down your body, his head nuzzling into your thigh as he starts to spread the cold ointment on the outside of your leg."
This one just got me hot and bothered from the very beginning like omg! Yuta, please! Stay in your lane!!
Summary:
You’re at work and you don’t notice the fire alarm going off due to the loud music in your ears and a malfunction with the alarm itself.
You think it will be just a regular day at work, you didn’t plan on a fire.
Even if your co-worker Lucas saves you from the fire you’ll learn there’s more than one way to burn.
Genre: Fluff. Suggestive.
Word Count - 1.3K
Downing the last mouthful of the energy drink you bought this morning on your way to work, you taste the tangy burst of the bitter and sweet at the bottom of the can before glancing at the paperwork to your left with a slight groan. There are three piles stacked in front of your fake cactus, just to the left of your two monitors filled with pink and yellow sticky notes reminding you of important emails, updates and names.
After three years, the piles of work they expect done each day seems to grow yet somehow your paycheck stays the same. It’s disheartening to say the least, but if you don’t get a start on it soon you’ll be here all night. Being paid salary seemed like a grand idea at the time. Now, however, you realize that’s how they trap you into working harder for less. The pay was a great incentive at first but when you factor in all the unpaid overtime you are forced to work, you end up getting paid less hourly then you had before you moved to this position.
Summary -
It’s your third date and Mark asked you to go randonauting. What could possibly go wrong?
Warnings/Genre -
Slightly suggestive, kissing, hugs, fluff, Mark being boyfriend material,
Word Count - ~ 1.7K
Before your third date, at that somewhat awkward in-between stage of the relationship where you’re pretty sure your partner won’t murder you but you still can’t be quite certain, Mark asked you to go randonauting with him. It was at the point where you liked him enough to find out more but you knew there was bound to be something you wish you hadn’t uncovered. The clock was ticking closer to the time you’d have to decide if his flaws were compatible with your own or not, but you were not quite there yet; you could wait a few more dates.
At the time you hadn’t known what randonauting was and after googling it, you had started to wonder if he intended to murder you afterall. Randonauting seemed to have started as an app to find new places within the area. There were several videos online about how these trips to random coordinates could go wrong, ranging from trespassing to finding dead bodies to almost becoming one of those bodies yourself.
And yes, you understood the majority of this type of content was for the click, for the view, yet a small voice still rattled around in the back of your head about what Mark had planned. Why did he think this was a good idea? It was your third date - most guys tried to get you back to their apartments but here was Mark inviting you out on a wacky adventure. If there was one thing you could say about Mark, life was never dull while he was around.
Word Count;; 5k
Genre;; Trifecta! Angst, Fluff and Smut
Pairing;; Kun x Reader
Request;; heyo! can I request a valentines kun smut? like he’s been busy all day and so makes it up to her with a lil treat? :3
Summary;; After Valentine’s Day comes and goes and the meal you made for your husband goes cold, you find yourself alone with your thoughts. Even though you’ve come to accept that he is a busy man, you just wish he was around a little more. As if hearing your wish, Kun comes home and does his best to make up for the missed meal and remind you that no matter the physical distance, he’s always with you. His heart is, after all, one with yours.
Notes;; A little angsty at the beginning but fluffens and smuttens up pretty quickly.Heh.What do you mean Valentine’s Day was in February?? Lmfao, I’m sorry it took so long. Also Kun is highkey husband material.
The warmth from the stove had long since dissipated. Darkness hugged the edges of the room. The sun was lost to the night. Moonlight drizzled through the kitchen window, illuminating the remnants of your hard work.
The frying pan was soaking in the sink. Soap suds bubbled and popped in the mixing bowl in the adjacent sink. Oil sat stagnant in the deep fryer. There wasn’t a single wisp of warmth swirling in the air; it had all been lost to time.
The clock struck midnight.
Valentine’s Day was over.
i ADORE this my goodness
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