#Vic zeck fanfiction

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @coffee-n-bagels-comic-universe

warnings: swearing, smut, thigh riding, Vic being vic

“hi sweetheart.” Vic said, propping his chin on my shoulder. Hugging me from behind, he squeezed me tight. His hands roamed down my stomach, heading further down as he kissed my neck.

“Vic.” I hissed, putting the knife in my hands down. “I’m cooking dinner.” My head fell back against his shoulder. Vic hummed against my neck, dragging his teeth over my pulse point.

”dinner can wait.” He whispered. “Need you now.” His hand dipped into my pants and palmed me over my underwear. “And from the feel of ya you need me too.” I let out a high pitched whine as Vic sucked on my neck. “Let captain Vic make you feel good. Yeah?”

“yeah.” I breathed out as Vic tilted my head towards him to kiss me. He pulled me back out of the kitchen. Vic spun me around and picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist as he walked into the living room. “Oh Vic.” I breathed out as he sat down on the couch. He settled me in his lap, fingers digging into the flesh of my ass.

“yeah tell captain Vic how good he makes you feel.” Vic hummed. I ground against him as I ran my fingers through his hair.

“Vic don’t ruin the moment.” I laughed as he pulled me closer. He pulled back with a smile, light glinting off his gold tooth. “God fucking dammit Vic.” I groaned, trying to move off him. “Sometimes you’re such a fucking asshole.” Vic let me go and I climbed off him. “Fucking tease.” I turned around to head back to the kitchen when Vic grabbed my arm, spinning me back around and onto his leg.

“I’m not a fucking tease and you know it.” He growled. I whimpered as he bounced his leg against me. “You extended the challenge babe. Better hold on fucking tight.” The seam of my pants rubbed against me as Vic pushed on my hips. Vic continued to bounce his leg, making sure that my hips moved to his rhythm. “Any regrets yet sweetheart?” I shook my head. “Words baby. Words.”

“no.” I moaned as Vic moved me faster against his leg. “No vic. No regrets. Oh.” I clutched at his shirt, biting my lip as he pushed me down on his leg. Vic moved one hand to the back of my neck and pulled me down into a bruising kiss. I moved my hands into his hair and gently tugged. Vic bit my lip as he pulled away. He sucked on the abused flesh before pulling away completely. “Ow.” I pointed as he sped up my hips.

“you forget,” he teased. “I bite.” I moaned as he bounced his leg again.

“Vic.” I moaned. “Vic. I’m gonna…Vic…gonna cum…Vic gonna cum.” I breathed out. Vic smiled as he pushed me down on his leg. I screamed as I came, Vic leaning forward and gently biting along my throat. He groaned and I felt his pants grow wet. We sagged against each other as we panted, coming down from our highs. “Wow Vic.” He chuckled as he pulled back. “You really…wow.”

“thank you.” He whispered, kissing me softly. “Not too rough? Too much?” I shook my head and cupped his cheeks.

“Vic you were perfect.” I breathed out before kissing him. “Thank you for indulging me.” Vic smiled at me.

“any time.” He whispered, thumb rubbing my side under my shirt. “Glad to be of service.” Vic turned his head and kissed my hand. “What were you making?”

“just some soup to freeze for later in the week.” I shrugged “why?” Vic smiled.

“how about we order out and I can really rock your world?” He asked. I laughed as he stood up and threw me over his shoulder.

“Vic!” I cried as he headed towards the bedroom.

[monstermaster13]

- Main character crew

Nathan: My character...Doctor Nathan Forester is a shapeshifting monsterologist (scientist who studies monsters), he is socially awkward and shy but has a bit of a sense of humor about himself, his shapeshifting powers are complicated, sometimes he'll change into another character or person via the result of an encounter, sometimes he'll do it at night, on some ocassions it is the result of psychic visions and dreams he has. He also has some half-vampiric traits.

Melanie 'Mel' Sanders: A koala-girl with brown hair and brown eyes who is adorkable yet adventurous, she has a couple of transformations of her own including a werekoala form and a she-hulk-esque form.

Eucalyptus: Eucalyptus or Eukie is Mel's best friend, a bluish-green koala-girl who is adorkable and quirky and slightly unhinged, she is very much into aquatic species, 80s horror, musical theater, HP Lovecraft, and Dan Aykroyd. She owns a copy of the 'cursed script' that both of the teams of Aykroyd characters have their eye on, she has dark green hair. In addition to this she has pet Audrey II plants.

Matthias: Matthias T.Radke aka That Werebelushi In The Shades is a ranter/reviewer who tackles bad media but mainly bad sequels, bad remakes, bad fanfiction and whatever else irks him, in-universe it is explained he used to be a Channel Awesome hopeful. He is a monster version of John Belushi and dressess like the Jake Blues character.

'Dan': Nathan's were-aykroyd alter-ego who is a leader of a group of Dan Aykroyd characters who view him as his brother, he is a supernatural version of Dan Aykroyd and is a 'Were-Aykroyd' as in someone who turns into Dan or his characters, he is extremely strong and intelligent and also has psychic abilities and can possess people. He can also make people he chooses into were-aykroyds too. He has a number of different appearances but the one that he sometimes commonly has resembles the character Bob from Twin Peaks.

Dan's siblings:

- Vic Zeck (Neighbors), The Aykroyd character who gave 'Dan' his powers, each Aykroyd character has unique abilities of their own, Vic has hypnotic blue eyes that enable him to condition people he chooses, except instead of using mind control to do so (he doesn't use mind control if at all), his is more acceptable. He is a bit unhinged and unpredictable but he's still a very good mentor to Nathan and his Were-Aykroyd alter-ego. He has the habit of mistaking Matthias for Earl Keese.

- Ray Stantz (Ghostbusters): The heart of the Ghostbusters and the heart of the team.

- Elwood Blues (The Blues Brothers). The best brother ever to the late Jake Blues.

- Roman Craig (The Great Outdoors).

- Louis Winthorpe III (Trading Places). At first Louis comes across as a bit cocky, a bit too cocky for his own good but he's actually a nice guy at heart and is willing to share his wealth with others.

- Joe Friday (Dragnet).

- Sgt Tree (1941).

- Clifford Skridlow (Doctor Detroit)

- Ellis Fielding (Loose Cannons).

- Grocer (Grosse Pointe Blank). This version of the villain from Grosse Pointe Blank is slightly different than his counterpart in the movie, instead of dying...he came back to life and he decided to become a good guy instead, originally he was part of Vic Frohmyer's gang of Aykroyd characters who are antagonistic in someway but he reformed and joined Nathan, even though he was the one that caused Nathan to turn in the first place, he later made up for it. He has a tendency to always come back from the dead.

- Austin Milbarge (Spies Like Us). The stealth expert.

- Jimmy Flaherty (Celtic Pride).

- Ray Zalinski (Tommy Boy)

- Boolie (Driving Miss Daisy).

- Tom Everett (Caddyshack II). The least popular member of the group, mainly because the movie he is from tanked, hence why nobody loves him, which makes him sad because he tries his best to be the best he can be. He however did get adopted into the group because Nathan took pity on him despite not liking Caddyshack II. Used to have the title of 'Worst Aykroyd Character' until Vic Frohmyer came along.

- Steven Mils (My Stepmother Is An Alien).

- Yortuk Festrunk (SNL).

- Beldar Conehead (Coneheads). Dubbed 'the best alien dad ever', he is the team's resident alien, he has all the powers he has in the Coneheads movie.

- Darren 'Mother' Roscow (Sneakers). The tech-expert and conspiracy theorist, he is also the admin and owner of the official Aykroyd-verse website and wiki.

- Passenger (Twilight Zone: The Movie). Nobody knows what kind of monster this Aykroyd character is, because some suggest he's a deadite, some say he's a ghost and some say he's a demon, basically what is known about him is that he likes to scare people who go driving at night, also in his Aykroyd-verse wiki bio it is mentioned he knows of the Haunted Mansion since he has met the movie version of Ezra and also met Ramsley and Master Gracey (and also because he used to hang out on The Twilight Zone Tower of Terror he says he knew the late Gilbert Gottfried, a reference to the Disneyworld Inside Out halloween special), he also says that he met Large Marge once. He has the ability to shift between his normal cute Aykroydian appearance and a blue skinned ghoul with white hair and sharp claw-like fingernails and sharpened teeth.

- Mike Webber (Soul Man). The mentor figure or spirit guide of the group, a widowed father who is a priest and also a bit of a music lover, he may come across as stern sometimes but has a good heart. It's also revealed that he does know the character of Otho Fenlock from Beetlejuice since he knows a priest that looks and sounds like him (a reference to Glenn Shadix's role in Heathers).

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @coffee-n-bagels-comic-universe, @psychokinetic-ectoplasm, @lulusplaycorner

AN: This idea came from a discord server I'm in. Thanks guys for the idea and helping me flesh it out! Gif on top is mine and image is taken off Google. Bottom gif is from @aykroydbelushiblog.

warnings: swearing, blood, injuries, killing

I watched as Vic left, the new sword my father had ordered hastily shoved into my hands as he took off. I sighed as I turned into the house and handed off the box to the butler.

"For the ceremony?" He asked. I nodded. "I will make sure it stays under lock and key until then."

"Thank you Earl." I said, giving the older man a small smile. He nodded before heading off. I headed to the study and knocked, poking my head in before entering. "Father, Vic just dropped off the sword. Earl is locking it away now." My father smiled at me before motioning me away. I rolled my eyes at the stack of papers on his desk before heading back out. I went about my day, even venturing out into town to do some shopping. I passed by the blacksmith's shop, pausing as I contemplated stopping in. There was a small ruckus in the middle of town that made me turn back towards the governor's mansion instead.

"Did you have a productive day?" My father asked that night at dinner. I nodded.

"Did some shopping." I said. "There is a new coat for you to wear at the ceremony in your closet by the way." My father nodded. "They caught a pirate today. In the town square." Earl looked up at me, mouth set in a thin line as I glanced at him. My father hummed and turned his attention to his plate, letting me shake my head at Earl before he relaxed.

"Good." my father said. I grimaced but hid it behind my glass. "Which reminds me. I don't want you going out alone anymore. Not until after the ceremony when we have more guards around." I sighed and nodded.

"Yes sir." I breathed out. Earl took our plates as we finished eating. My father went off to his room while I went to mine. I waited until it sounded like the house had settled down for the night before changing and sneaking out the window. I could see the mast of the HMS Dauntless in the distance. The town was quiet and dark as I made my way through the alleys. I passed the blacksmith's shop, pausing when I saw a light in the window and the door open. Vic stood there with his shirt open, working on another sword. He sighed as he looked up, eyes trailing towards the ocean. He shook his head before going back to work, giving me a second to run past and continue on my way to the docks.

"(Y/N)!" James cried when he saw me. I smiled as he gave me a hug.

"James." I breathed out. He smiled at me before handing me a sword as I crossed the deck of the ship. "I may not make it out here anytime soon. We're getting more guards." James nodded as he crossed swords.

"The pirate in the square." He said. I nodded, lifting my sword to block him as we started to move. "I saw. That doesn't happen to be your pirate masquerading as a shop owner does it?"

"Shut up James." I whined. He chuckled as he took a swipe at me. I stumbled back and parried his strike. "To answer your question...no it wasn't." I sighed as James tapped my shoulder with his blade. "Damn." I frowned as James came over to fix my stance. "He was in his shop when I was coming over here." I said, watching James carefully before copying him. We crossed blades again. "Now are we going to talk? Or are we going to fight?" James laughed as he came after me again.

"Fight!" He cried as we continued our dance. Neither of us heard the noise from the dock or noticed the ship coming in. The ship shook as a cannon went off from the other ship. James looked at me before looking back. "Run. Fight if you have to but get back home. And get back quick. Try not to get hurt. Or show that you were out." He squeezed my arm as I tried to give him back the sword. "Take it. You're going to need it." I nodded as he gently pushed me towards the dock. "GO!" he yelled as another cannon shot fired. I took off running, glancing back to see the ship pull into the dock.

"Fuck." I whispered, skidding to a halt as I looked at the flag flying on the mast. "We're fucked." I turned back around and took off, not daring to look behind me. I took the back alleys as I tried to get through the throngs of people running for shelter.

"(Y/N)!" I heard, making me pause long enough to feel someone grab the back of my shirt. I ducked under the arm and spun around, coming face to face with a pirate. I quickly stabbed him and kicked him off my sword before turning to run again, this time keeping an eye on my surroundings and an eye out for the blond man who had probably just saved my life. I raced towards the blacksmith's shop, thinking I could hide there for a while. At least Vic would be there to protect me since he was better with a sword than I was. But when I reached the doors, they were closed.

"Dammit!" I yelled, spinning around as a pirate appeared on my right. I parried as he came swinging at me. "What the fuck are you doing here? What do you and your crew want?" The pirate just smiled at me as he led me in a dance. He caught my arm and I yelled as I felt my blood start to spill out, the area around the cut warmer than I was. I slashed at his throat and spun around quickly to take on another pirate as the first one fell to the ground. I ended up backed up to the door, fighting for my life when I heard a gun shot from next to me.

"They're here for you and your father." Vic said, grabbing my arm and dragging me into his shop. As the guards rushed past, he hid me behind the door that he had partially closed. "You're good." He muttered as he closed the door and bolted it. "Could be more careful. But you're good." I felt my cheeks heat up as he moved past me, motioning for me to follow him.

"Thanks." I said softly as I took in the amount of swords he had in the shop. "The sailors have been teaching me at the dock."

"Yeah." Vic said. "I noticed that. You fight like them. Pirates fight dirty though." I nodded, wincing as the pain in my arm made itself known again.

"I noticed that." I groaned. Vic turned to look at me, eyes falling to the red splotch on my arm.

"Let me take care of that." He said, holding his hand out for my arm. I let him take it, ripping the sleeve off. "I'll get you a new shirt." I nodded as he went about cleaning the wound. I tried not to stare at him as he bandaged it. "That should stop the bleeding. Don't let your father see it. Wouldn't want you to lose your night time escapades." I laughed as he stood up from the stool he'd pulled over. Vic smiled at me, gold tooth flashing in the candle light. "I'll uh go get you that shirt." I sat where he left me, twisting the blade of James' sword in the dirt. "I could get you a better sword too. That one isn't going to last long. Not if we get targeted again." I looked up at Vic as he held out the shirt.

"Why not?" I asked, taking the shirt from him. Vic motioned with his head to where I could change.

"That sword is used to the sea air. Salt. It isn't going to last long without it. It will rust." Vic said, moving around the shop as I threw my ruined shirt in the fire. "And go dull."

"Oh." I said, twisting the blade in my hand. "How do I stop it?"

"Use this one." Vic held out a sword by the blade. I took the handle. "I was making it for you anyway." He shrugged as I moved the sword around, getting a feel for it.

"For me?" I asked, looking up at him. Vic nodded.

"I've known about you're night time trips for a while now." He gave me a small smile. "Figured it was smart you were training up. Thought one day you'd need a proper sword of your own." I smiled as he took up a sword.

"And what about you?" I asked. Vic cocked his head at me. "Captain Vic?" Vic's eyes darkened and he chuckled.

"Oh. That." He smirked at me. "I ain't gonna hurt ya. I hope you know that."

"Oh I know." I said, smiling back at him. "But maybe you could train me. Properly. In case this happens again. Or at least so I can get home."

"I'll walk you home." Vic said, smirk falling slightly as a protective look took over his face. "Rest assured of that." I nodded, cheeks heating up again. "As for training...I might as well." He shrugged and crossed swords with me. He started the dance, copying what James had done. His sword moved differently, less refined and more about hitting the target. "You aren't fighting to wound. You're fighting to kill. To survive." Vic said as our swords clashed. "It's your weight behind it. A sense of urgency." Our swords clashed again, Vic grabbing my wrist and tugging me close. "Almost like making love." He breathed out, eyes on my lips. I breathed heavily as I grabbed his shirt. Vic leaned forward between our crossed swords and kissed me harshly.

"Vic." I breathed out, tugging him closer by his shirt as our swords dropped. Vic's hands moved to my hips, slipping under the borrowed shirt and drawing circles into the skin with his thumb. He hummed in response and he tilted his head to kiss me deeper. I wrapped my arms around his neck, tugging on the hair at the base.

"What would daddy say? Hmm? You falling in with a pirate?" He asked, eyes lidded and breath fanning my face. "What would James think?"

"Fuck them." I breathed out, drawing him in for another kiss. Vic hummed as he tugged me closer, tongue entering my mouth to explore.

"When I go back, I'm taking you with me." He growled, pulling away to cup my cheeks. "I spent too long watching you from afar. I ain't losing you now." I smiled at him as his eyes roamed my face. "I ain't losing you."

"You won't lose me Vic." I breathed out. "I'll follow you to the ends of the Earth." He smiled at me, gold tooth flashing again before kissing me.

"To the ends of the Earth." He breathed out.