#vampire!jaemin

[entrecannibales]

‡ˉ 💸 ▌ bįôhazærd. ╲ سامّ 🎚️〞

[versocanibal]

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[nochecanibal]

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[staincastle]

⠀⠀⠀ ★ rina's message is here! mini moodboards

[haechansberry]

I haven't written anything in years but these pictures of Jaemin woke something up in me, so here's a small snippet of something I've been working on.

As Jaemin passed a small cafe, his gaze fell on a young man sitting near the window, reading a book. Jaemin froze in his tracks. The man was ordinary enough by human standards, but something about him made Jaemins chest tighten. His features, the curve of his jaw, the way his dark hair fell gently across his forehead, the mole under his eye, even the quiet concentration in his eyes, looked eerily familiar. Jaemins heart, long unused to such feelings, fluttered in a way that unsettled him. He felt as though he knew this man, but where from? Shaken by the inexplicable familiarity, Jaemin rushed back to his house, a place where centuries of memories lay dormant. The creak of the door closing behind him seemed to echo louder than usual in the silence. Without a moment's pause, he made his way to the small library, where he kept relics from his past, books, journals, and most importantly photo albums. Dusty leather-bound books filled with faces from different eras, people who had come and gone, who had left their marks on his life, only to disappear with time. But who was this young man? why did he look so familiar?

[sexybombom]

jaemin!vampiro

tw: linguagem inapropriada, dirty talk (bem leve), menção a sangue, menção a assassinato, nana louco e meio psicótico porque eu tô assim dazidéia

sinopse: você só nota que se encantou com a pessoa errada quando é tarde de mais.

🕸️Espero que você tenha a pior leitura de toda sua vida!🕸️ 1,1 k de palavras

𝐋𝐨𝐬t 𝐈𝐧 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬

Podia dizer que a boate se encontrava cheia, não tanto como as outras da cidade, mas mesmo assim não podia negar que tinha bastante gente alí dentro.

Umas amigas haviam a chamado para se divertir um pouco depois da semana de provas que acabara de acontecer na faculdade.

Foi em busca de uma bebida, tentou andar até o bar em busca de algo gelado para relaxá-la mais na noite descontraída.

E no meio desse monte de pessoas dançando, cantando, bebendo e fumando loucamente, você trombou nele.

Sim, de todas as pessoas, seus ombros tocaram agressivamente os do Na.

Pediu desculpas e seguiria em frente se não fosse os olhos de certa forma hipnotizantes, que estranhamente te deixaram com a sensação que deveria ficar ali ao lado dele, o observando e apreciando a beleza tão diferente em meio aos rostos ocidentais.

O sorriso que crescia dos lábios grandes e brilhantes era lindo e você gostou de ser a razão daquele sorriso.

Um "precisa de ajuda, princesa?" E você quase — pois as mãos dele te rodearam a tempo — se desmanchou no chão. Pensou que fosse o álcool mas nem havia bebido assim, estava se sentindo completamente "sã" antes de olhar para o homem em sua frente.

Suas mãos fortes segurando em sua cintura, você se sentindo tonta pelo aperto e ele satisfeito com seu cheiro.

Pela aproximação ele sentia seu cheiro super forte, o perfume que transmitia elegância e poder ao mesmo tempo havia o deixado atordoado.

Mas o que ele realmente havia amado era seu cheiro, não o do perfume, o da sua pele.

Ele passou o nariz pela região, esfregou e inspirou seu aroma narina a dentro.

Você quase derreteu com a ação, ficou perdidinha.

"Você é tão cheirosa, amor." Você se arrepiou e ele riu levemente.

O som alto da música parecia desaparecer de seus ouvidos, sua respiração ficava acelerada assim como os batimentos de seu coração.

Jaemin notava tudo isso, achava engraçado como seu coração estava rápido até de mais por um 'simples' elogio.

"Posso saber seu nome?"

Você ainda meio receosa, decidiu lhe dizer o seu nome, não teria mal nenhum, certo?

Você ficou quieta em seguida, esperando que ele dissesse o nome dele também.

"Na Jaemin."

Ele deslizou e apertou mais as mãos em sua cintura e você enlouqueceu de vez. Não se controlou e o Na pôde jurar que não se controlaria também quando ouviu o leve gemido que saiu soltinho de seus lábios.

"Posso te beijar, princesa?" Ele soltou charminho, e quando ouviu um "Deve" certeiro saindo da sua boca carnuda e brilhante, ele não perdeu tempo e atacou seus beiços em um beijo lento, sentia sua língua tocando na dele, as mãos que passeavam pelo seu corpo. Não quis apenas ficar parada, pousou as suas mãos na cintura dele e deu um puxão de leve, pelo ato repentino Jaemin ficou surpreso, porém, derreteu com a ação. Ele separou o beijo, olhando em seus olhos, de seguida no beiço inchadinho e vermelho. Voltou a te beijar, agora um pouco mais desesperado.

Começava a ficar frustrada, nem conhecia ele, mas o queria mais que tudo naquele momento e sabia que não o poderia ter naquele local.

"Vamos para algum lugar sem pessoas."

E ele sorriu, vitorioso.

"Precisa que alguém soque nessa bucetinha logo, não é, meu amor?" Você sentiu suas bochechas esquentarem fortemente e sentiu Jaemin te tirando do local gentilmente.

É...

Você certamente não pensava que estaria na situação de agora.

Você sentia seus cabelos entrarem no meio da sua visão e se desesperava a cada segundo que passava, seus passos pareciam ficar mais embolados cada vez que os tentava acelerar. A figura atrás de ti continuava te perseguindo, se saboreando de tamanho medo e insegurança.

Você chorava, implorava para que ele parasse.

Porque aceitou sair com um total estranho?

"Ah princesa... Você não precisa ficar com medo, eu só preciso de um pouco de sangue, meu amor."

"Para de me chamar assim!" Você dava tudo de si para gritar o mais alto possível, mas as lágrimas e soluços impediam isso de acontecer. Jaemin sorria grande, se sentia quase cheio de tanta angústia que você soltava. Sua imagem, sua voz, repletos de desespero.

Ele amava isso.

Você tropeçou quando acelerou mais os passos, caiu torcendo o tornozelo. Gritou pela dor e pelo sufoco de saber que ele se aproximava cada vez mais.

"Ah, querida... Você se machucou?" A voz carregada de ironia chegava a te irritar. "Vem aqui p'ro Nana cuidar de você, vem."

"Sai de perto de mim!" Você gritou mais alto, tentou despistar ele que caminhava em passos lentos enquanto você corria. Virou no meio do passeio entrando num beco comprido, andou entre o local escuro, tentou achar uma saída. Sem sucesso.

Era um beco sem saída.

"Não... Não, não, não, NÃO!" Olhou em volta, procurou uma saída, tinha que ter uma!

Mas a única coisa que encontrou foi Jaemin encostado na parede do beco escuro e frio.

Quis chorar mais, quis gritar como nunca antes. Lembrava-se de todas as vezes que ouviu de sua mãe como não confiar em estranhos quando criança, ou quando via filmes, desenhos e livros que tentavam transmitir essa mensagem.

Como era burra.

"Parece que você realmente não tem como fugir de mim, não é mesmo, princesa?"

Você o olhou com medo, raiva.

"Hum... Não vai me responder, amor?" E o silêncio de sua parte permanece. "Que rude da sua parte."

Ele se aproximou e você encolheu na parede gelada. Não tinha mais o que fazer.

"Você... Vai me matar?"

Ele sorriu e soltou um leve ar pelo nariz.

Ele observou bem seus olhinhos inchados, o nariz vermelhinho pelo choro e também pelo frio. Ele tocou rapidamente na ponta do seu nariz com o indicador.

"Plim!" Ele se inclinou em sua direção, agachando um pouco a cabeça pela diferença de tamanho. "É claro que vou meu amor, como te deixaria viva depois de saber que você está assim tristonha por minha causa?"

Você chorou mais, e mais.

Não estava preparada para morrer tão jovem.

Iria até tentar implorar por sua vida, mas os caninos afiados já haviam drenado maior parte do seu corpo.

No dia seguinte você já se dava como desaparecida. Seus amigos e familiares preocupados pelo sumiço repentino.

Na observava a televisão com certo interesse, vendo a cara dos policiais dizendo como estavam confusos pois não havia nenhuma prova, nenhuma pista deixada para trás.

Jaemin segurava seu anel dado por sua mãe nas mãos e se recordava do sabor do seu sangue fresco descendo pela garganta.

Ele olhou para o lado, vendo seu cadáver ali, na grande caixa transparente.

Via seus lábios sem cor, sua pele pálida, e reparava como você foi feita para estar alí, com ele.

Afinal, desde que ele pousou os olhos sobre você quando estava na cafetaria comprando um frapuccino, a umas semanas atrás, ele sabia que te queria para ele e só ele. Desde esse dia ele sabia que ele seria a causa da sua morte.

E então ele sorriu bem abertamente, reparando em como você era perfeita.

Mesmo quando estava completamente sem vida.

Você era a certa para estar junto de Na Jaemin.

[babbymochiiii]

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[jiungswife]

FORBIDDEN LOVE

“I cant and i wont let him get you, i promise”

✧.* what happens when jisungs new crush is a vampire? Or what happens when jisung finds out he’s being haunted.

M.list | next

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ p.jisung x vampire poc fab. Fluff. Suggestive scenes. Smut. (MINORS DO NOT INTERRACT)

CAST

Sage

Soojin, mark, jeno, jaemin

Jisung

Chenle, renjun, liz

[neonacity]

the reason why i still havent read hiraeth now is that i wanna linger longer in red blood's universe 😭

Awww that is fine! Hiraeth is just there waiting for you, Teddy. Really, I'm happy you enjoyed Blood Red. ❤️🫶

[sunflwryu]

ooh they'd be like one happy family- yk, minus the glaring fact that jaemin took mc by force... but there really isn't much they can do about it so they eventually settle down and make do with what they have. they're usually the one chenji (or even the other older vampires) run to when jaemin's being a meanie or reckless - apple

i'm absolutely horrible at answering your asks, please forgive me apple!! i read them but i forget to respond and it's been a while since i looked in my inbox.

mc's a literal pacifier for jaemin. one word from them and they shut him up when he's causing trouble. eventually i think mc will learn to completely coexist with jaemin and even come to love him, but it'll take a long time...but who's to say that jaemin will wait forever? and if he can, he has to turn mc sometime into a vampire no matter if they protest or not...that's another thing he'll do no matter what mc says. the only thing he won't budge on. the only thing he'll probably do sooner than later just to make sure he has mc, so nothing can happen to them since they're human and fragile.

when mc goes to the other guys for help on this, i think this will be the only thing nct dream will unanimously agree on. they will not let mc keep their humanity because they all enjoy their presence, and they're a family now. but who knows? mc might be willing to turn.

[versocanibal]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀▄ ︻̷̿┻̿═━─ ⠀﷼⠀⠀⠀⠀͡ㅤ 🥷🏻. ᥬ✟̭̈́.

[nochecanibal]

himno vampiresco 🧛🏻 ♥️ 💉

[viasdreams]

Nightwalker ཐི❤︎ཋྀ ~ plz shoot me and not with that gun

"what are you supposed to be?" jeno asked, settling into the back seat of jisung's car.

"gonna be so real, i just put on the sluttiest thing i could find."

renjun turned around in the passenger seat, looking your body up and down. "this is a costume party, you remember that right? what if they don't let you in?"

"it's still a jackson wang party, they'll let any girl with a pulse in. if they ask who i am, ill just say im a father's worst nightmare." you shrugged.

"jisung why are you blue?" jeno reached over the seat to stroke the driver's cheek.

"HEY!" jisung swatted his hand away. "don't fuck up my makeup."

"oh my bad man" jeno awkwardly sat back in his seat.

"don't worry about him, he's just nervous about meeting his boo thang. isn't that right ji?" you smirked at him in the rearview mirror.

"fuck yes im nervous" he drew out the 's', squeezing his eye shut.

"JISUNG EYES ON THE ROAD! OH MY GOD!" Renjun lurched for the wheel, swerving away from the trashcan lined up on the side of the street.

"if we crash right now, you'll never get to meet him ji," you reminded.

"shit you're right," jisung sat up straight, placing his blue hands at ten and two. "no one talk for the rest of the drive, papa needs to focus."

"you're not dressed as papa smurf though."

"JENO NO TALKING!"

you managed to get into the party with ease, jisung actually being the one questioned by security.

"are you like an ugly avatar?"

"no im a smurf," jisung anxiously bounced on his toes, looking through the door. "look im in costume, can i just go inside?"

"fine whatever." before the guard even motioned for him to go, jisung had already rushed inside, practically slamming into your back.

"ok now where is my beautiful man at?" jisung's eyes darted over the crowd, the backlights making his blue skin glow.

"here we can split up, ill go upstairs, you look down here. ill call you if i find him" the only reason you were at this party was so jisung could meet chenle, so you might as well help unite them.

"ok yeah, but if you find him, please don't make out with him. i know it'll be hard to resist his charm," jisung firmly grabbed both of your arms and gazed intensely into your eyes, "but please don't."

"don't worry ji, i would never do that to you." you pried his hands away and made your way to the stairs.

your search for the elusive brainy smurf was unsuccessful, and you were about to text jisung when you got a message yourself.

all thoughts of jisung and chenle left your mind as you swiftly made your way to jaemin.

before opening the door, you paused, preparing yourself to potentially lose the next day of your life due to the sheer power of jaemin's dick.

putting your hand on the knob, you felt a cold hand under yours.

"oh im sor- hyuck?"

an extremely awe-stricken donghyuck stood in front of you.

"yn? um you look..." his eyes traced over your barely covered body, "...cold."

you giggled, wrapping your arms around your torso.

"yeah a bit." you took a second to look at his costume, "looks like your prayers of becoming a vampire were answered."

"what? i am not a vampire." he forced a laugh and violently shook his head. "i don't know what you're talking about."

"uh, then what are you dressed as?"

"oh right! i am dressed as a vampire, yep. not an actual vampire though because those don't exist. and even if they did, i would not be one."

"yeah..." a silence fell between the two of you. "um anyways, are you going in here too?" you pointed at his hand still holding the door knob.

"oh yeah, im meeting jaemin in there."

"really?" he nodded, "so am i. he texted me to meet him here."

"wait why would jaemin ask you to meet him?"

you tried to respond but before you could the bedroom door swung open, a wide-eyed jaemin emerging.

"hey guys come in, come in." jaemin stepped aside, urging the two of you to enter.

"jaemin why did you call yn here?" donghyuck asked.

"ill get to that in a second, real quick," jaemin grabbed your hand and stared into your eyes, "yn can you help me?"

his hand was just as cold, if not colder than donghyuck's. they were both much colder than you, which was weird considering you're the one wearing next to nothing.

"yeah of course, what do you need?"

"for you to go to sleep."

donghyuck watched as your body fell limp, jaemin quickly catching you and moving your body to the bed.

"jaem what the hell is going on?"

"great save with that whole 'im not a vampire' thing just now." jaemin's tone was thick with sarcasm.

"oh you heard that?" donghyuck said, rubbing the back of his head.

"of course i heard it, we have heightened hearing remember."

"oh i forgot," donghyuck's gaze made it's way back to your sleeping body, "wait stop distracting me, what's happening? why is yn here and not her clone?"

now jaemin was the one rubbing the back of his head. "right yeah um there never was a clone."

"what?"

"ok before you freak out, just let me explain. i saw that you were having a hard time being around yn and all that stuff. and that's why you came to me for real blood."

"jaemin i know all of that, what do you mean there's no clone." donghyuck's voice was getting louder with each word.

jaemin took in a big breath, closing his eyes, "yn is the person i've been getting blood from." he opened one eye to gauge donghyuck's reaction.

"are you KIDDING ME JAEMIN?" donghyuck roared.

he wouldn't admit it, but the look on donghyuck's face truly scared jaemin.

"hyuck you said you wouldn't get mad. you swore on mark's life!"

"FUCK MARK!" donghyuck stepped forward, causing jaemin to step back, hitting the wall.

"is that why she was sick last week? you took too much of her blood?" he questioned through bared teeth.

"yes but you also took too much of her blood, so why is it such a big deal?"

"we both know that was different. i was a desperate fledgling, i didn't know what i was doing. you know damn well what you were doing."

"i was just trying to help you man. you didn't like the other blood i gave you, so i cut out the middle man and went straight to the source." he turned to look at you.

donghyuck grabbed his jaw, turning his face so it was looking directly at him, "don't look at her. you don't get to look at her after what you did."

jaemin's hand shot up to donghyuck's wrist, gripping it almost tight enough to break it.

"hyuck i know you think you're the shit, but don't forget i have 400 years of experience on you. this is not a battle you want to fight."

donghyuck let go of his jaw, bringing his hands to rub his eyes.

"she has lost so much blood recently, why did you think this was a good idea." the anger in his voice was replaced with hurt, confusion, and frustration.

jaemin shrugged, moving to sit next to you on the bed.

"i didn't like seeing you struggle, and you asked for help, so i helped."

"look i appreciate the thought, i really do," jaemin smiled, "but im also insanely pissed at you right now." jaemin's smile fell.

"im sorry. do you know what would make you feel better?" jaemin gently traced your collarbone.

"what dude?" donghyuck lowered his hands, following jaemin's voice. instead of seeing a remorseful vampire, looking apologetically at him, he saw jaemin sink his fangs into the soft flesh of your neck.

"JAEMIN!"

donghyuck rushed to pull him away from you, shoving jaemin to the ground with enough force to shake the entire house.

"i know you want some, don't lie. despite what mark says-"

he was interrupted by donghyuck's fist as it slammed into his nose.

they both gawked at each other, stunned at what just happened.

jaemin is the first to recover, flipping donghyuck onto his back and straddling his legs. with one hand, jaemin holds donghyuck's wrists over his head, grabbing his neck with the other.

"despite what mark say's, we're beings of violence. if we weren't supposed to drink a human's blood, why does it feel so good to sink our fangs into their necks?"

donghyuck writhed under jaemin's hold, struggling to free himself.

"answer me hyuck, you told me it was borderline orgasmic to drink yn's blood for the first time. why would it feel so good if it was bad?" the look on jaemin's face was undiscernible, a mix between pain and hunger.

"shut up." donghyuck spit back.

"you know im right, go try some right now and tell me you don't love it. tell me you don't feel powerful."

the door slammed open and an extremely concerned mark walked in.

"what the hell is going on, i could hear you guys fighting from downstairs." mark looked at the two boys on the ground, following their gaze to your body lying on the bed, dried blood dotting your neck.

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a/n: this ended up being much longer than i intended...anyways ive being thinking about this chapter for weeks and its crazy to actually write it 🤯

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[quokkacore]

FRIGHT NIGHT [jeno & johnny] (m)

summary: your boyfriend has been acting weird. his new neighbor won't stop staring at you. you’ve started having dreams involving fangs and hands that aren’t your boyfriend’s. these three statements are unrelated. probably.

pairings: nerd!jeno x cheerleader!reader, vampire!johnny x human!reader

genre: horror, romance, based off of the 2011 version of fright night with a few things added in!

warnings: sexual content (minors DNI!), general violence, gore, explosions, wet dreams, misogyny, jaemin may or may not be an incel (i'm sorry king), evil aged up johnny (looks about late 30s-40s, is actually like 400 something), vampires, biting, blood, car sex, fingering, dubcon (i <3 the vampire mind control trope), breeding kink, dacryphilia, cucking kind of not really???, infidelity KIND OF NOT REALLY, blood kink, scent kink if you squint?, fear kink, cunnilingus, reader is a cheerleader but no specific body type is mentioned - though she’s described as being physically strong, connecticut

word count: unsure yet! maybe 15k? this current sneak peak below the cut is 518 words!

“Look,” Johnny grunted, eyes much less warm than they had been a second ago, “I’m sure this is all just a misunderstanding. If I can just come in I’m sure we can work—”

“No.” Jeno’s voice was harsh, but from behind him you could tell he was moments away from shitting his pants. The hand holding yours was trembling. “No, you won’t come in.”

“Okay, I won’t come in.” Johnny threw his hands up in the air, before grinning. “Y/N?”

The tension was so thick you could practically feel it in the air as you started to step out from behind Jeno. Your boyfriend quickly followed, continuing to cover his body with yours. “You don’t get to talk to my girlfriend. You need to leave. Now.”

“Very controlling boyfriend, aren’t you? I was talking to her. Y/N. Sweet thing.”

That tone. That voice. Sweet thing. You turned rigid as your body threw itself into contradiction. So many sensations seemingly antithetical to each other bashed around in your skull, your body responding in turn. Every single hair on your body stood upright, but a warmth pooled in your stomach and upper chest. Your throat felt dry, but you swallowed down the lump in your throat anyway. You felt flushed, feverish. Tears burned in your eyes.

“Y-yes?”

Jeno turned to look at you, but froze when realizing your expression. You appeared to be in shock, catatonic, even; his stomach sank as one word came to his mind. A trance.

In your mind, every single of the strange dreams you’d had flashed through your mind. The man whose face you could never see, but whose voice was now unmistakeable. The hands all over your body with unnaturally long nails. The touches and scratches that should have frightened you, but you welcomed. Burning, metallic-tasting kisses starting on your lips before trailing down, down, down. Pain, pleasure, married together in a maiming claim to your body, starting in the side of your neck before spreading throughout. 

The same question the voice had asked you at the end of every single one of them, after he had taken you apart and promised you that you’d be together soon enough.

Would you let me in if I asked, sweet thing?

“Can I come in?”

A tear streaked down your cheek as you met Jeno’s eyes, shaking his head violently. You remembered the first two times you had denied him—tried your damnedest to conjure that version of yourself. Begged to god as Jeno’s chest heaved, watching your mouth move, no sound coming out. 

But she no longer existed. Instead, stood the girl who had replied the third and final time. 

“Yes.”

Johnny’s smile peeled back, dark eyes pooling into black. Two unnaturally sharp, ivory canines glittered in the light. He paused, before his hands grabbed the frame of the door.

A moment later, he crossed, without hesitation, across Jeno’s threshold. He scoffed as Jeno’s eyes widened in terror, and against your will, your body cried out for the older man. 

“You said I won’t,” The taller man pointed out, “You never said I can’t.”

PART I: BIND - OUT OCTOBER 17TH

PART II: BREED - OUT OCTOBER 30TH

a/n: blame colin farrell and my relationship becoming long distance for my comeback. pls comment and/or reblog to be tagged when the first part is updated!

[dalivanmagritte]

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je ne sais quoi (fluff, suggestive)

stars, moons & other celestial bodies (angstish, fluff, retro!au)

boyfriend material (fluff, fake dating!au, angstish, college!au)

7:37 (fluff, college!au)

pastas? (fluff)

classics (smut)

team captain (smut, fluff, college!au)

the charming (smut, housemate!au, college!au)

romanée-conti (smut, fluff, sugardaddy!au)

the v week spy (smut, fluff, college!au, stvalentine!au)

king of the streets (smut, fluff, angst, streetracer!au, journalist!au)

begin again (smut, angst)

die in your arms (smut, angst, spooky!au)

rose bud (smut, fluff, angstish, college!au)

pregnant partner (fluff, smut)

boy toy (smut)

body party (smut, boxer!au)

milf (smut, fluff, milf!au)

no distraction (smut)

one of the girls (smut, neighbor!au)

sleep well, princess (fluff, smut, brotherbff!au)

horizon (smut, office!au, ceo!au)

chained (smut, arranged marriage!au)

Fucking up the sheets (smut)

back for more (smut)

our little secret (smut, ceo!au)

teacher's pet (smut, teacher!au)

deadly kiss (smut, office!au)

jaehyun's new secretary (smut, office!au, ceo!au)

stress no more (smut, ceo!au)

make a mess for me (smut)

racer (smut, angst, streetracer!au)

trick or treat (smut, halloween!au, dad!jaehyun, neighbour!reader, ceo!au)

trick or treat (smut, halloween!au, neighbour!au, voyeur!au)

a nonsense christmas (smut, camgirl!au)

christmas puppy (smut, fluff)

cockwarming (smut)

runway (angst, fluff, smutish, e2l!au, fashion!au)

you have one missed call (smut)

tits obsessed (smut)

19:30 (smut)

heart aches (smut)

honeymoon avenue (smut, angstish)

around the corner (fluff, angst, rich!au)

deadly kiss (smut, fluff, office!au, architect!au, engineer!au)

baby making (smut, new parents!au)

daddy in the streets, husband in the sheets (smut)

bf! jaehyun (smut, fluff)

hearts won at practice (fluff, smut, junior footballplayer!au)

that's it (smut)

popsicle (smut)

perv! jaehyun (smut)

handle with care (smut, office!au)

alternate universe (magics, gods, royalty, etc...)

just us. (smut, fluff, royal!au)

sleep well? (smut, incubus!au)

of sunrise and roses (fluff, suggestive, demigod!au, mythology!au)

on the shore of the styx (angst, mythology!au)

son of zeus (fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

son of lachesis (fluff, angstish, demigod!au, mythology!au)

son of dionysus (angst, demigod!au, mythology!au)

two worlds appart part.2 (angst, smut, royal!au)

midday reverie (smut, angst, fluff, abo!au)

not so charming (fluff, hogwarts!au)

twilight (smut, vampire!au)

shapeshifter wolf (fluff, angst, witch!au, shapeshifter!au)

head over broomsticks (fluff, suggestive, hogwarts!au)

wrong hands (smut, bodyguard!au, mafia!au)

motives (1) (smut, demon!au)

perfume (smut, werewolf!au, witch!au)

can't get you out of my mind (smut, fluff, angst, abo!au)

with another member

danger x johnny (smut, abo!au)

can you handle it? x johnny, jeno, jaemin (smut)

i wanna make you scream (smut, ghostface!au)

send in the clowns x mark x haechan (smut, halloween!au)

[mins-fins]

everything is romantic ��� [ na jaemin — 엔시티. ]

where a vampire asshole and an immortal asshole have a centuries long situationship | now playing ❆

you've gotten good at fucking with people.

it's fun to watch the momentary victory someone has when they think (and think is really the key word here) they murdered you, just for you to rise from your place with blood staining your shirt. it's amusing, the horror that is. you aren't a psycho or anything, the fear that crosses each of their features is simply satisfying.

you aren't a murderer either, the blood painted on your hands is yours, the guy died from shock.. literally. you're afraid he might've had a heart attack just now.

that's rich.

and then, a round of applause.

you can't even get a lick of peace, fuck your life (life is an ironic word choice). his laughter is reminiscent of a curse, maybe you should start praying, grab a piece of garlic or some shit.

or maybe you should entertain his escapades for today.

"you murdered someone! it's a start!"

"technically he killed himself" you click your tongue. "..inadvertently" is the final addition to your sentence, indignation your main emotion as you face a certain vampire asshole.

na jaemin is elated by your irritation, his smile growing as yours continues dropping. he settles his hands onto your hips, gaze still. "you miss me?"

"jaemin" you say, each of the individual letters sticking together. you raise an eyebrow, eyes rolling. "you don't look a day over seven hundred fifty two".

his snort is moving. "you missed me!"

"not what i said" you chastise in retaliation, now rolling your eyes as you remove yourself from his insanely tight grip.

he takes a swipe at your stained shirt, sucking your blood from his pointer finger. he places his chin on your shoulder as he observes the blown out eyes of the dead man on your floor, that must've been a traumatizing way to go. "you planning to keep him or something?"

"he died like.. five minutes ago" you scold, lord sometimes you feel like his mother. "you are so impatient".

"not impatient, i know you won't let me take him anyway so it doesn't even matter".

your tongue prods at the side of your cheek, now it's your turn to laugh at his face. "don't tell me your angry" you begin, and he presents a pout.

you have to resist yet another eye roll.

"not mad" he kisses his teeth, dragging his index finger down the side of your neck. his fingers are always so fucking cold, he really just hammers in that vampire shit to 100%. "you could just let me.. a little bit" he whispers, pleading eyes on full display, pressing a kiss to the side of your neck.

you whistle in feigned ignorance, and his hands again settle on your hips as he forcefully turns you around. "you like me so much.."

"mm, and how do you know that?"

it's a useless inquiry, he can read your mind, he knows exactly what you just said. his grip bruises your hips, courtesy of his vampiric smile. "i know everything" he simply says, face stretching into a grin full of teeth, of course including the fangs.

he leans closer, and you lean back to tease for a moment. "i don't want a kiss" your smile betrays the urgency you attempt to display.

"liar".

"i'm not lying". you are, you really are.

jaemin merely hums, quick to press his lips to yours. it hurts, but you guess that's apart of his.. "charm". you assume his eagerness is due to the wait, which is stupid considering he doesn't do much, he could choose to follow you around all the time but no! he simply appears whenever he wants to (and it's not like you'd be pleased if he followed you all the time, your words may get twisted).

and in the most jaemin fashion, he bites, drawing blood from your bottom lip. your wince is quickly replaced by your glare, yet he seems so pleased. "did i hurt you?"

you scoff, rolling your eyes. he swoops forward to lick the blood from your bottom lip, eyes lighting up. "you're in love with me".

you raise an eyebrow, suddenly very interested in your hardwood floors. "that's debatable".

"i think it may be true".

he clasps his hands together, pressing a kiss to your cheek. you simply stare, attempting to see through him yourself.

it's stupid trying to decipher the mind of na jaemin, especially when he get decipher yours so easily in this moment.

"okay.. sure".

you'll let him entertain himself with that one, it's not like it's true anyway!

"i heard that".

you scowl. "fuck you".

he shrugs, seemingly pleased with that response. "sure, i'll wait for you upstairs".

and there's something a little amusing about that smile of his.