#jihoon vampire au

[nonranghaes]

heads up! werewolf!reader. vampire!wonwoo.

there's something cute about going on walks with you. wonwoo holds his umbrella tight in his hands, the early morning sun thankfully mostly hidden behind clouds now. still, the shade helps him from feeling that burning itch travel across every single inch of his body, so he's happy to clutch an umbrella on a sunny day... even if it does net him weird looks.

you, on the other hand, are a single step ahead of him, happy as can be to be in the sunshine and fresh air again. you've been cooped up in his manor (yes, wonwoo has a manor: you've teased him for being the stereotypical vampire before) due to the onslaught of rain. as much as you love him, you still need some time outside during the daytime to stretch your legs and enjoy the warm sunlight.

no one seems to know how your relationship works, apparently. some people give him an odd look whenever both of you get revealed as what you are, usually mumbling something about being sworn enemies in the process. you joke that you're playing the long con. wonwoo always hides a smile when you do, firmly aware of the gold ring you have on a chain around your neck. it matches the one he wears on his thumb, only on a chain so you don't have to remove it during full moons.

"my love?" wonwoo calls out when you get a little too far from him. you turn with an excitement in your eyes, always so in love with the way he calls you. my love and my dear and my heart. occasionally my wolf. and when he's particularly affectionate (which, to be fair, wonwoo rarely uses terms of endearment since he prefers the intimacy of calling you by given name), you're his moon. just so he can see the way your nose scrunches up when you smile. he nods toward a tree in the nearby, shady enough he could set the umbrella aside. "can we rest for a bit?"

you nod, but zoom on ahead--only stopping for a quick second before you bolt across the street. he chuckles to himself as he follows after you. he lowers himself into the shade after setting aside his umbrella and bag, watching as you stretch out on the grass. you peek up at him, smiling still before you crawl over to him.

"it's nice out," you muse, before dropping your head into his lap. immediately, you begin to lean into his touch as he pats your head. "thank you for coming with me."

he chuckles. "why wouldn't i?"

you just point lazily overhead. "because you can literally always say no to the big ball of death, my little bookworm."

it earns a snort from him. "what?"

"don't you like it?" you grin up at him, content to tease him yet again. "my little mosquito didn't have the same ring."

although he rolls his eyes, he chuckles a moment later. you're a mess, a menace, but you're his and that's all that matters to him. he's easy to predict, though: he pulls a book out of his bag (a trashy novel this time--not the classic literature you've been watching him read through lately), and settles in against the tree while he rests his other hand on your head. when he peeks down at you, you've closed your eyes, fully resting now with him.

how cute. maybe he'll get a treat for you on the way home, just to tease you back.

[cherrycheolcoups]

seventeen fic recs - vampire au [hyung line]

started: 05/15/23

updated: ---

doing these by aus first lol. link to my overall fic recs masterlist here: unavailable for now. working on posting the masterlist

BY MEMBER:

choi seungcheol:

me and my husband by @berriesandjunnie

pairing: vampire!seungcheol x afab!reader | synopsis: even after marriage, your husband has peculiar habits that catch you off guard | genre & tags: fluff, vampire!seungcheol, human!reader, established relationship, just some funny soft vampire x human, short fluff!!, some blood mentions | word count: 1.2k

vampire boyfriend by @serenityseventeen

pairing: vampire!seungcheol x human!reader | warnings: just typical vampire related things like blood etc. | in form of a bulleted list with pros and cons at the end

indulgence by @sluttywonwoo

pairing: vampire!seungcheol x human!reader | summary: dating a vampire gets...complicated when you're on your period | warnings: swearing, menstruation, blood, smut 18+, fingering, shower sex, unprotected sex, period sex, blood drinking BUT NOT THAT BLOOD | word count: 4k | honestly my fav vampire!cheol fic HIGHLY RECOMMEND!!

take a bite by @junkissed

pairing: vampire!seungcheol x human!reader (she/her pronouns) | genre: fluff, mild angst, hurt/comfort, humor | word count ~1,500 | warnings: mentions of blood (reader's), sulky pouty cheol but he turns into softie happy cheol, an ounce of angst, an annoying little kid (/j he's cute), the kid thinks reader is cheol's wife and uses she/her pronouns

yoon jeonghan:

3:57 am by @gguksgalaxy

pairing: hunter!jeonghan x vampire!reader | word count: 1k | warnings: suggestive, vampires (so blood), swearing

no rest for the wicked by @berriesandjunnie

pairing: vampire!jeonghan x human!reader | synopsis: witnessing something you wasn't supposed to leaves you with an unusual stalker | genre & tags: fluff, vampire!jeonghan, human!reader, a little yandere vibes not gonna lie, fortunate turn of events, blood mentions, murder mention

burning by @kofic

pairing: vampire!jeonghan x artist!reader | genre: romance, angst, smut, elements of mystery, art au, artist reader, art collector-dealer vamp!jeonghan | warnings: 18+ mature themes, explicit language, cursing, mentions of blood (if not comfortable do not engage), mutual pining, mentions of self harm, convo about mental health insecurities, smut, fingering, oral f!receiving, hair pulling (both equally), pussy spanking (two times), edging!, unprotected, cumshot, jeonghan controls the pace, blood licking/sucking, anyway, as i said this work deals with a darker theme and so i promise to do my best in using soothing language too, though blood! u've been warned, i don't wish to go & say this possess elements of horror just bc im not entirely sure if it does | word count: 18k; slowburn

hong jisoo:

svt joshua: 82 by @craby-bouquet

pairing: vampire!joshua x human!reader | genre: fluff, vampire au | word count: 1k | summary: 82 "so you're telling me that you've never had a romcom moment? well i'm going to make that my personal mission to make sure you're going to have at least one tonight"

[ngl couldn't really find more, sorry!]

wen junhui:

vampire kisses by @horanghaejamjam

pairing: vampire lord!junhui x human!female reader | summary: he is the head of the wen family, the highest ranking family of vampires in the country. you are a mere human sold to them for the purpose of being his mate and bride. jun is determined to win your heart before you wed, and perhaps a few playful kisses are the key to doing that. | rating: m 18+ | genre: vampire au, slight rivals to lovers, smut, fluff | word count: 16.3k | warnings/contents: smut, blood and blood drinking, biting, jun being super flirty and teasing, arranged marriage, virgin!reader, unprotected sex, body worship, oral (male receiving), praise, soft bondage (jun ties/blindfolds reader with silk), fingering, talks about impregnation. mostly just very fluffy and soft with jun being whipped for reader

the first circle of hell by @lovelyhan

pairing: vampire!jun x stylist!reader | summary: the first time you catch a glimpse of jun, you feel like you've seen him somewhere before. a magazine cover, a billboard, or a music show you watched in passing. jun, on the other hand, seems to know you a lot better than you know yourself. | word count: 6.3k | tags: vampire!jun, stylist!reader, reincarnation, angst, smut | warnings: graphic depictions of sex, minors dni

bite me by @berriesandjunnie

pairing: vampire!junhui x afab!reader | synopsis: you're not sure how vampires work in real life but you can't risk leaving him behind. | genre & tags: fluff, slight angst, vampire!junhui, human!reader, mentions of dying, slightly suggestive scene (at least hints to one; minors you're safe), vampire consent, blood is mentioned 600 fricking times /j | word count: 2.0k

kwon soonyoung:

N/A

jeon wonwoo:

infinity by @blue-jisungs

pairing: vampire!wonwoo x human!reader | summary: by a rather unpleasant string of events you find out who...or what your boyfriend really is | warnings: swearing, blood, violence but nothing extreme, a pinch of angst if u will | au: vampire!wonwoo | word count: 4.7k

just a sip by @jejuboo-s

pairing: vampire!wonwoo x female reader | word count: 1.4k | genre: complete smut, nothing much else | summary: while shaving your legs up to your thighs in the shower, you accidentally wound yourself, blood spilling out of the small cut. in a hurry, you contemplate on going outside and asking wonwoo to help. but you really couldn't. why? because your boyfriend was a vampire

bloodlove: one more taste by @multi-kpop-fanfics

pairing: vampire boyfriend!wonwoo x human girlfriend!reader | genre: fluff, smut, minor comedy | warnings: period sex, oral sex (fem rec), consent bcs it's sexy, blood consumption, wonwoo goes into subspace, mentions of death (nobody dies, it's said as a joke), mentions of food, medication and period cramps - do not read if uncomfortable with such themes | word count: 2.7k | summary: for most people, there's nothing tastier than pizza - for wonwoo, it's you (and your pussy)

lee jihoon:

N/A

[kimingyuslover]

WOOZI FIC RECS

of boobs and bases until dilf!jihoon belongs to @rubyreduji

of boobs and bases (smut, fluff, rockstar!reader)

summary: jihoon gets to meet his favorite rockstar, things only go up from there

jihoon's puppy (angst, fluff, college!au)

summary: jihoon can’t seem to shake the puppy dog who keeps following him around or the teasing he gets for it

my puppy (smut, additional pt. 2 of jihoon's puppy)

summary: jihoon takes care of his puppy

sink your teeth into my neck (smut, vampire!jihoon)

➥ you and jihoon make sure to take care of each other, always giving what the other needs

mr. lee's wingsmen (fluff, coworker!au)

➥ jihoon is convinced his co-worker doesn’t like him back, his students aren’t as convinced

standing guard of my heart (fluff, royalty au, it’s not enemies to lovers but jihoon doesn’t like reader to begin with)

➥ after recent attacks on the royal family, you’re assigned to be prince jihoon’s personal guard. a position not suit for the weak of heart

➥ a knight's devotion (smut extra, 2.7k)

woozi as ceo (smut) pt. 2

she got the ruby (smut)

summary: you try a new shade of lipstick

dilf!jihoon (smut)

yearning by @jihoonotes (smau, angst, fluff, humor)

synopsis: for yn it was love at first sight, but for jihoon it was annoyed at first sight..

no nut november by @taeyegu (humor, sexual themes/innuendos, emotionally constipated jihoon and y/n)

summary — no nut november should be a piece of cake for jihoon. he easily has the most self-control out of all his members. that and the fact that he's the only one without a significant other.

catch me by @viastro (best friends to strangers to lovers!au (kinda?), spiderman!woozi, action, angst, some suspense, some fluff, some humor)

ミ☆ synopsis: jihoon didn’t want any weaknesses, he couldn’t afford to have any. that’s why he ended your guys friendship. he couldn’t risk your life because of how dangerous his lifestyle is, but everything seems to crumble the moment he saves you for the first time.

don't sweat it by @miraclewoozi (smut, fluff, gym crush!au, strangers to lovers!au, kinda idiots to lovers!au)

Today — the first time in a small forever that he forgot to check the battery on his earphones (and subsequently had them die on him mid-workout) — Jihoon is forced to notice you.

gymrat boyfriend by @dirtysvthoughts (smut, ft. wonwoo)

Spotted : woozi at couples therapy!? by @mphountitled (smut)

Synopsis: A kink confession in couple's therapy might just save your relationship

ceo husband!woozi by @bluejeanstrash (smut, fluff)

elevator by @wongyuuu (angst, soulmate!au, this fic is when i tell you i cried in a decent amount)

sumary: in a world where soulmates exists, jihoon is faced with difficult decisions

gym crush!jihoon by @svtswhorehouse (smut)

[duhnova]

a witches apothecary: for all your desires and needs

pairing: witch!seungcheol x fem!reader

word count: ~4.8k

synopsis: when your boyfriend told you to read the labels on the bottles carefully you should’ve listened, because what was supposed to be a relaxing night of you messaging all the tension away turned to him being in even more pain that only you could fix.

warning(s): smut under the cut (mdni!!), established relationship, supernatural / witch au, light fluff, hint of angst? mentions of food, mentions of blood, petnames (love, babe, baby, ect.) are used for both reader and cheol, whore is used / slight degradation, marking, praise, aphrodisiac oil is used, unprotected sex, creampie, slight breeding kink, dick riding, multiple orgasms (m), squirting, oral (m receiving), throat / face fucking, deep throating, cum eating, let me know if i forgot anything! - don’t mind grammatical errors/typos (i tried) // thank you @onlyhuis & @multi-kpop-fanfics for proofreading!

the story of pink eros collab masterlist

“here you go cheol,” you plop the last basket full of herbs down on the counter top. “i finished harvesting all your herbs.” you give him a bright smile despite all the dirt on your face and hands. 

“thank you baby.” he smiles back, laughing quietly at the state of your being. “when you get cleaned up, could you put these away for me please? i need to start prepping the herbs to dry so they’ll be ready for next week.” he moves the herbs to set baskets full of premade potions and potion ingredients on the counter for you. 

“okay!” you chirp out before rushing to the bathroom to clean up. after scrubbing all the dirt from your fingernails you make your way back to the kitchen to start putting stuff away. 

you mumbles the ingredients to yourself as you read the labels carefully, making sure you put them in the right spot. seungcheol was in one of the back rooms hanging up all the herbs to dry, giving you the whole kitchen to yourself. the longer you did things like this the more he trusted you to figure things out on your own - not being born into the same life as him. it was new adapting to all the magic he used in everyday life, but he made sure to take his time introducing you to everything. 

while in the middle of rearranging some of the potions so you could add the new ones you heard quite scratches coming from the back door followed by whimpers. sighing quietly you set the small glass bottles down on the counter to go open the door, a shaggy black dog comes waltzing in with a backpack on its back. 

“hi mingyu,” you smile as you watch the dog shift into a person who stands taller than your boyfriend. “i see jihoon let you out of your cage.”

“he did, and he sent me with offerings.” mingyu takes the backpack off and sets it gently on the table so he could pull out bundles of belladonna and a couple glass bottles full of a red liquid. 

“is that blood?”

“from a vampire! so it stinks, be careful.” his nose crinkles in a cute way. 

“do i even wanna know how he got it?” mingyu shrugs before it looks like a lightbulb went off in his head. 

“oh!” he reaches back in the bag to pull out something covered in cloth. “this is very special so be extremely careful with it… ji might kill me if it breaks.”

“what is it?”  you take it gently and unwrap the bottle, the handwriting was hard to read so the only thing you could read was ‘oil’. 

“he wouldn't tell me but he said cheol would know what it was.” mingyu closes the backpack and throws it back over his shoulders. “speaking of, where is he?” 

“the herb room, be careful going back there, the house is swamped with orders so there's boxes and ingredients everywhere.” mingyu nods his head and bids you a farewell, going to seek out his friend while being cautious of everything that's haphazardly stacked up in piles that reach the ceiling. 

carefully you put the belladonna in a basket for seungcheol to deal with later, making sure to wash your hands extremely well you go back to putting everything where it belongs.

the vampire blood was almost powdery, but it moved like a liquid so it mesmerized you for a little bit, mingyu leaving out the back door snapping you out of your trance as you went back to your task. 

“hey love,” you poke your head into the herb room, smiling as you watch seungcheol use his magic to levitate the herbs all around the room while also expanding the walls to make more room for everything. “where does this go?” you show him the bottle that had the mystery oil in it. 

“is it from jihoon?” you hum in acknowledgment. “um, just put it with the other oils for now. i’ll deal with it later.” he tilts his head back to offer you a tired smile, his eyes flinching a little when his neck cracks. 

“okay.” your voice is soft with worry but you still manage to smile back at him. “i’ll start dinner soon… how does soup sound?” 

“sounds amazing.” he hums while he looks down at his herb book that’s floating off to his left before he sighs, rearranging some of the herbs after he read that they shouldn’t be mixed. quietly you back out of the doorway and close the door, leaving cheol to work in peace. 

“put it with the oils?” you frown a little. “which oils though?” you sigh quietly  figuring you wouldn't bother seungcheol anymore as you go to the bathroom where all the nonedible oils are kept. after mingyu consumed the oil from a non edible plant a while back seungcheol made the decision to put all nonedible oils in the bathroom where no one could eat them accidentally. 

once you were back in the kitchen you hurriedly got back to putting everything away, wanting to get started on dinner early so you could get seungcheol to sit and relax for a little bit before he had to go out and set up all the water that needed to sit during the crescent moon. 

there were some bottles you weren't able to put away because of the lack of space but that's something seungcheol could fix later with his magic. washing your hands again you got to work on lighting the stove, which still used fire but seungcheol needed it to be that way for him to properly cook some of his ingredients and potions. mumbling the ingredients of the soup to yourself you get everything ready and prepared while the fire gets roaring. 

“we’re almost out of garlic.. i need to ask ji for some more later.” you make a mental note to text the garden witch later, even if he rarely touches his phone you hope he’ll send mingyu with some next time he makes a delivery. 

“hey baby, do you know where the string is? i ran out and i have a couple more bundles to wrap and hang.” seungcheol comes up behind you while you stir the pot to hug you. he takes a big sniff of the air and groans quietly. “it smells good and i’m starving, when did you start?”

“it’ll be done by the time you are.” you giggled quietly as he kissed gently at your exposed neck. “i think we should have some more in the first drawer in the storage room.” he mumbles a quiet ‘thank you’ as he kisses your cheek before pulling himself away from your body. he also grabs the basket full of belladonna so he can dry it as well. 

just like you predicted you finished dinner a couple minutes after seungcheol finished hanging everything and getting cleaned up. while you took your time to wash up, getting all the food and grime off from the day, seungcheol was setting the table - the bowls and cups floating in the air as he poured soup and drinks into them before setting them at their respective chairs. 

“i was thinking,” you started talking when you entered the room. “after we finish eating I can give you a little message.” you smile at your boyfriend who looks at you with wide and curious eyes. 

“oh?” his eyes follow you to your seat, his food untouched because he wanted to wait for you before he started eating. 

“yeah, i noticed that you were flinching earlier when you were moving your head.” you pick up your spoon so you could take a sip of the broth that was still hot. “maybe i could help loosen up some of the muscles so its more comfortable for you to move.” seungcheol smiles wide, his dimples on full display as he watches the way you frown after burning your mouth on the broth. 

“i’d love that.” he hums quietly before he eats a spoon full of the soup, the heat not really bothering him as much as he starts to scarf down his food. 

“oh!” you jump out of your chair and rush back into the kitchen, the smell of the soup overpowered the bread you had baking in the oven and you almost forgot about it. “there's bread.” you bring the freshly baked bread out into the dining room, your boyfriend is quick to use his magic to levitate it out of your mitten clad hands. 

“thank you baby.” he uses his magic to cut a couple slices for the both of you, levitating the knife to spread butter on them before setting them on your plates. while you both ate your dinner you talked about your days, most of which was spent preparing things for orders people had been putting in for potions and spells.

“i’ll clean up while you go get comfortable on the bed.” you give seungcheol a smile when you both finish eating. 

“let me help you.” he stands up and uses his magic to pick up all the dishes, sending them to the sink where they land a little harshly - his excitement getting the best of him as he grabs your hand to drag you towards the bedroom. his magic was still doing work in the kitchen as he put all the food in the fridge. 

“you're excited.” you giggle quietly as you watch him crawl onto the bed to lay on his stomach. 

“of course i am, you're going to put your pretty little hands on my back.” he hums quietly. you couldn’t help the way your face heated up as you shake your head. 

“take your shirt off for me, i'm gonna go get one of the message oils.” you’ve never seen your boyfriend move so quickly before as you watch his back muscles flex as he lays back down on his stomach, the tattoos on his back prominent under the dull light of the bedroom. you didn’t waste too much time going into the bathroom and grabbing one of the oil bottles, holding it under your shirt to help warm it up a little using your body heat. 

“i know you want me to relax baby but i do have to be outside in the next two hours to make sure the water is in the moonlight for the longest time possible.” seungcheols voice is soft as you crawl onto the bed, sitting on top of your boyfriends ass as you hum quietly. 

“i know love,” you smile gently, even though he couldn’t see it. you pull the bottle out from under your shirt and open it, a sweet but tangy scent hits your nose - it was pleasant but new, you don’t remember the scent but you shrug it off as it has been awhile since you’ve done this. “now relax.” you pour some of the red liquid onto your hands and rub them together, the color looked familiar but you couldn’t put your finger on it as you began to rub the shimmery oil into seungcheols skin. groaning quietly, seungcheol relaxed into the bed, his muscles screaming a little as you knead at his skin. 

“feels good baby.” he mumbles as his eyes flutter closed, the tension beginning to leave his body the higher up his back you got. your hands would linger a little longer on the areas where his tattoos were, loving the way the specs of gold in the oil looked against the black ink. 

“i’m glad it feels good.” you purr quietly as you put some more oil on your hands so you could rub at his shoulders. your hands began to tingle a little but you paid no attention to it as you messaged his shoulders, drawing louder groans from your boyfriend as you felt the knots in his muscles melt away under your fingers. 

“what oil is this?” he mumbles after a couple minutes of silence. “the scent is new.. but familiar.” you shrug your shoulders before realizing he couldn’t see you. 

“i don't know, but i think it's floral?” you bring one of your hands up to your nose to sniff at the oil, your head becoming a little light all of a sudden. “woah..” you whisper.

“where did the oil come from?” seungcheol groans quietly, this time in pain as he shifts under you. 

“the cabinet?” you question quietly as you rub at his back again. “are you still in pain?” 

“this is a different kind of pain.” he shifts under you again, his skin starting to heat up under your hands. “where did the oil come from before the cabinet baby?” you could tell his jaw was clenched as he held back another pained groan. 

“um…” you fumble picking the bottle back up as you go to check the label, which is something you forgot to do before using it. you freeze as you stare at the label, jihoons horrible scribbling stared back as you as it finally dawned on you that you potentially just used something dangerous on your boyfriend. “jihoon..” you whisper. 

“what?” your boyfriend's head tilts to the side as he tries to look at you behind him. 

“it came from jihoon..” you gulp quietly, your hands starting to shake. “i’m so sorry cheol! i didn’t think about checking the label, the colors looked similar and i thought i grabbed the right one and now i just rubbed something into your back that could potentially ki-”

“hey,” he groans as he tries to roll over without knocking you off of him. “It's ok, it's not deadly.” he watches you through his hooded eyes as you shift around to sit on top of his lap where his cock was growing hard. 

“what is it then?” your face heats up at the feeling of his bulge under your ass. you try to read the label again but give up as you lean over to set the glass bottle on the bedside table. seungcheol was quick in grabbing your hips to sit you back down on his lap after you set the bottle down. groaning quietly at the contact he closes his eyes, his jaw clenching again as he tries to focus on anything other than the pain in his body. 

“it’s…” he takes in a deep breath, “its pure concentrated aphrodisiac oil.” he lets out the breath. 

“what..” your eyes widen a little, you remember reading about aphrodisiacs in the book jihoon let you borrow. 

“it’s for sex potions and spells..” his fingers dig into your hips. “and it's super strong.. even just the smell of it can make you horny when it's in this form.” he mumbles quietly. 

“oh..” you gently set your hands on his bare chest, your fingers ghosting over his nipples that are rock hard causing him to groan loudly, his head falling back into the pillow deeper. 

“please.. y/n..” he whimpers a little, his hips bucking up into yours causing you to jump forward a little, a quiet moan leaving you as you bite your lip. 

“are you in pain right now because you're horny?” you mumble as you push your hips down into his as you grind against him, his own hips grinding with yours as he groans lowly. 

“yes..” he was becoming breathless, his body already worked up enough to cum in his pants right then and there. there was enough aphrodisiac in seungcheols system to give him the sex drive of a bunny. 

“do.. do you need something to help with it?” you try to keep a straight mind while you both helplessly grind against each other. “like an antidote or something..” you breathe out quietly.

“i don’t have any remedies made right now..” he groans as he bucks his hips up into yours hard. “i need to get off.” he almost whispers as his eyebrows furrowed together. 

“can i help you get off?” you lean down to kiss gently at his jaw, nosing his cheek as he whines. 

“only if you want to..” he stops his movements, his legs shaking as he tries so hard to open his eyes to look at you. 

“i do want to help you,” you smile softly, moving your hands from his chest so you can fully lay on top of him, allowing you to grab his face. “besides, it would be a lot quicker with me here right?” he nods before he's rolling you two over so he's laying on top. he groans quietly in pleasure and pain, his hips instinctively rutting into yours. 

“tell me when to stop.” he whispers against your lips before he kisses you deeply, his body rocking as he deeply rolls his hips into yours, his pants getting tighter than before. you both were desperately moaning into the others mouth as you sloppily made out with one another, the sexual tension becoming thicker the longer you two took to get naked. 

‘cheol..” you manage to breathe out in between kisses, a needy whine escaping your lips when he nips at your tongue. 

“what's wrong?” he mumbles as he trails his lips down your cheek and neck, sucking dark marks into his favorite places. 

“it’s getting really hot..” you whisper while wiggling under his flaming hot body. one major side effect of the aphrodisiac is it makes the consumer really hot, almost like it mimics the body temperature that wolves and other animals experience during their heats. 

“can i take your clothes off?” 

“god yes.” you sit up along with him so he can pull your shirt off while using his magic to unclip and pull your bra off while he shimmies out of his own pants. you don't even get the drawstring of your pants undone before he’s pulling them off of you along with your panties. the cold air hitting your soaking hot cunt makes a shiver run down your spine and goosebumps rise up on your skin that seungcheol soothes away with his hands. 

“i am going to devour you.” he groans as his warm hands trail down your legs, pushing them wide open so he can comfortably sit between them. he takes one of his hands to jerk his cock a couple times, his precum coating every inch of him. when you whimper quietly seungcheol doesn’t waste a second before he's lining up at your glistening hole. “are you sure you want this?”

“yes, please.” you were starting to sound like the desperate one here despite your boyfriend's pupils being blown with lust and his cock throbbing from all the aphrodisiac in his system. “give it all to me.” with that seungcheol pushes into your tight cunt inch by inch, his hands resting on the back of your thighs to keep them pushed wide open. 

“fuck..” he groans lowly, your pussy clenching at the sound caused his hips to buck forward - his cock fully bottoming out. his fingers dig into your flesh and his jaw clenches while he waits for you to finish adjusting. when you give him the green light to start moving he doesn’t waste a breath before he's thrusting his hips. 

he wanted to start slow, his muscles tense with restraint as he watches the way your head tilts back and your bottom lip disappears between your teeth. letting go of your thighs seungcheol leans his whole body over yours so he can rest his forearms on the bed on either side of your head, caging you against the bed. instinctively, your legs wrap tightly around his waist while your arms snake around his neck, your nails digging into his back as he starts to thrust harder and faster - his slow pace long forgotten as his only thought was to make you moan as loudly as possible while also getting you to cum before him. 

“you feel so fucking good,” he grunts quietly as his hands grip onto the sheets tightly, his hips jackhammering into yours creating a loud squelching sound to echo throughout the room. “doing so fucking good for me, taking my cock like a good little whore.” your pussy clenches at his words causing him to fuck into you faster, the amount of slick you were creating made him slide in and out with ease. 

your nails drag down his shoulders, dark red lines forming in their wake as seungcheol fucks you like theres no tomorrow. a shiver runs up your boyfriend's spine when you rake your nails over his tattoos, the skin puffing up a little but no blood spills out as you continue to mark him up. 

‘keep doing that baby and i’ll cum.” he groans into your neck as he tries to will his fast approaching orgasm away. 

“cum for me my love,” you purr quietly before whining when he hits your g-spot. seungcheol didn’t think twice before he was spilling his thick load into your cunt. despite being sensitive he continues to thrust into you. his cock is still painfully hard, all the aphrodisiac hadn’t been fucked out of his system yet. “let.. let me ride you.” you pant quietly, yelping when he rolls you two over so he was laying on his back again. 

“ride me.” his voice dripped with dominance despite him letting you take over. once you were comfortable, your hands find purchase on seungcheols abdomen before you start to slowly bounce your hips. he groans lowly, his hips bucking up to jostle you around a little bit - the pace becoming too slow for him. biting your lip and digging your nails into his abs that flexed under your hands you pick up your pace, your hips slapping down against his harder as his cum leaked out onto his balls. 

“so big,” you coo quietly, your moans turning into whines as your eyes roll and flutter a little. his cock twitched inside you as you clenched harder than before - your orgasm approaching quickly. “so full.”

“gonna fuck you even more full,” seungcheol groans as his hands find their way to your hips so he can help you bounce on his cock harder, the need to be as deep inside of you as possible becoming bigger by the second. “fill you with my cum till you're dripping with it for days.”  

“please!” you moan loudly, your body jumping forward everytime his hips come up to meet yours. 

“please what baby? fuck.” he almost growls when you clench around him, his cock twitching and his balls tightening as his orgasm threatens to wash over him. 

“cum.. cum please, please!” you babble as you let your body collapse on top of his while he takes over in fucking into you again, his arms wrapping around your waist as he groans into your hair. 

“you can cum baby,” he mumbles as he plants his feet on the bed to get a better and more stable angle. “cum all over my cock.” and just like that the coil in your stomach snaps and your orgasm washes over you as you squirt a little all over his cock. 

“cheol!” you gasp and whine as he helped you ride out your orgasm, his second one washing over him as he unloaded his cum deep inside you. 

the two of you lay there for a couple minutes, panting while you both come down from your highs. your lower half began to ache a little as you slowly sat up, whimpering at how sensitive you were as you gently pulled yourself from seungcheols semi hard cock. 

“how do you feel?” you mumble as your hands rub at his chest, his quiet hums vibrating through your fingertips. 

“less horny that's for sure.” he laughs quietly, his dimples popping out as he lazily looks at you through his lashes. “how do you feel? i wasn’t too rough with you, was i?” you shake your head.

“not at all, besides i love it when you get rough.” you shrug your shoulders as your hands gently message their way down his stomach, his muscles flexing before relaxing - a content sigh leaving him. “is all the aphrodisiac out of your system?” the lower your hands got on his body the harder his cock got again. 

“i would say it is…” he watches you with dark eyes. “but it's hard to tell with your hands on me like that still.” he smirks at the sweet smile you give him.

“well you were still a little hard when i got up.” you crawl backwards slowly till your head is positioned right above his cock. “so maybe you still need my help.”

“i’ll never turn down your help baby.” he breathes out, gasping when your fingers wrap around the base, your fingertips almost touching. you jerk him off a couple times before you stick your tongue out to kitten lick at the head, the tip of your tongue swirling around his slit causing him to hiss and buck his hips up. giggling quietly you decide that teasing him could wait another night as you slowly lower your head, taking inch by inch until you couldn’t take anymore. 

“fuck,” your chest swells with pride at being able to make him sound so fucked out. slowly you start to bob your head, your hand wrapped around the part you didn’t get shoved down your throat yet. “mouth feels so good.” his groans were like music to your ears as you picked up the pace. 

considering he was already sensitive and overstimulated from the oil and his first two orgasms, his third climax wasn't far off. his legs began to tense up a little the closer it got causing you to use both your hands to soothe at his legs while you worked on deep throating him. after a little bit of effort you were able to nestle him nicely down your throat as he began to buck his hips up, fucking your throat as he chased after his next orgasm. 

“y/n!” he moans, his orgasm washing over him like a tidal wave as he cums down your throat and all over your mouth. swallowing every last bit of cum you make sure to kiss your way back up his body, giggling when he laughs quietly. “you’re amazing, you know that?” he whispers right before you kiss him on the lips, his tongue instantly exploring every inch of your mouth as he tastes himself on your tongue. 

“you’re amazing too.” you whisper before kissing him again, this time softer. after pulling away from one another, seungcheol slowly sits up carefully so he doesn’t head butt you. 

“lets go get cleaned up.” he stands up and stretches, groaning as the bones in his back pop. you can't help but drool a little at the muscles in his back, they flex so deliciously as he stretches his arms out and the black ink mixed with the deep red scratch marks was making your head dizzy. when he was done seungcheol picked you up gently to carry you to the bathroom where he ran you two a hot bath - making sure to put the correct soap and oils into the water so you can get the maximum relaxation effect. 

“not to alarm you or anything but its almost ten thirty.” you hum quietly as you relax deeper into the water while using seungcheols chest as your backrest. 

“seven hours minimum is needed for the crescent moon water.” he mumbles against your neck as he relaxes with you. “as long as i'm out and setting up the water by eleven it’ll be fine.” 

“you better not be out there all night.” you mumble already knowing he won't be joining you in bed later until sunrise. 

“i'll try baby.” he laughs quietly when you grumble out a quiet ‘bullshit’ before sitting up to grab your shampoo wanting to hurry up and get out so that seungcheol can attend to his water and you can go to bed (where you’ll one hundred percent pout until your boyfriend comes to join you). “i love you.” he coos, smiling when he notices how hard you're trying not to smile as you lather shampoo into yours then his hair. 

“i love you too..” you mumble, finally giving in and offering him a smile as you helped rinse his hair out. “but you better come to bed tonight, or i’ll strap you to it tomorrow.” he laughs quietly as he grabs your hips so he can pull you close enough for him to kiss the tip of your nose. 

“i’ll come to bed tonight baby, i promise.” and he did keep his promise, after spending two hours setting everything up and making sure it was all protected properly he crawled into your guys bed where he proceeded to lay on top of you like a cat (and even if he was up a couple hours later putting the water away before the sun came out you couldn’t complain too much about his lack of sleep since he did keep his promise, and he took a nap later that day per your request while you took care of some of the potion making that didn’t require magic).

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other masterlists

★ my heart has gone to you

➥ series (completed), 42.1k, smut, angst ➥ for the record you and jihoon are NOT friends with benefits. your relationship goes way deeper than that. 

★ eat your young 🎸

➥ series (on going), angst, fluff ➥ you’re prepared to survive the hunger games, what you’re not prepared for is for lee jihoon to be in the arena with you

★ a producer's studio

➥ 5.4k, smut ➥ when you meet jihoon at age 15 he fills your stomach with butterflies. now at age 25 you find that sometimes things never change.

★ french fries and first times

➥ 4.2k, smut ➥ you're a call girl and your newest clint is a virgin

★ sink your teeth into my neck

➥ 2.4k, smut, vampire!jihoon ➥ you and jihoon make sure to take care of each other, always giving what the other needs

★ what you don't know

➥ 4.3k, angst w/ a happy ending ➥ what jihoon doesn't know, won't kill him

★ mr. lee's wingmen 🎸

➥ 2.1k, fluff ➥ jihoon is convinced his co-worker doesn’t like him back, his students aren’t as convinced

★ standing guard of my heart 🎸

➥ 14.0k, fluff ➥ after recent attacks on the royal family, you’re assigned to be prince jihoon’s personal guard. a position not suit for the weak of heart ➥ a knight's devotion (smut extra, 2.7k)

★ back day

➥ 1.5k, smut ➥ you and jihoon work out together, and nothing inappropriate happens

★ music to my ears

➥ 1.7k, smut ➥ the walls in jihoon’s apartment are a little too thin, but maybe that’s not a bad thing

★ boyfriends

➥ 5.6k, fluff, ft. soonyoung ➥ you ask your producer out. too bad he already has a boyfriend, or is it?

★ reading and doing

➥ 2.3k, smut ➥ jihoon catches you reading fanfic about him

★ wedding crashers

➥ 2.7k, fluff ➥ your ex-boyfriend is getting married. you crash his wedding with your best friend

★ of boobs and bases 🎸

➥ 13.3k, smut ➥ jihoon gets to meet his favorite rockstar, things only go up from there

★ boyfie

➥ smau one-shot, fluff ➥ you might most definitely have the most perfect boyfie ever

★ timeless 🎸

➥ 10.3k, fluff, romance ➥  you’ve just met jihoon, yet something about him feels familiar

★ the witches in the woods

➥ 1.7k, fluff, witch!au ➥ being a witch and a witch hunter is not always the easier, having to keep your two identities separate, but it’s the job you have to do to keep from your crush finding out

★ ahegao and arousal

➥ 3.6k, smut ➥ jihoon just wanted to have a nice night watching anime with you, how was he supposed to know the show he picked was a hentai?

jihoon x nude model reader (smut)

ceo woozi x employee reader (smut)

ceo woozi x employee reader pt. 2 (smut)

sitting in woozi’s lap (fluff)

she got the ruby (smut)

nsfw woozi thoughts (smut)

passenger princess jihoon (fluff)

dilf jihoon x daughter’s best friend reader (smut)

childhood best friends to lovers (fluff)

street racer thoughts (smut)

street racer thoughts 2 (smut)

blue hoodie woozi excerpt (fluff)

dating idol woozi (fluff)

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Amnesia | S | A | Seungcheol x f. reader | Friends with Benefits to Lovers | Hint of Angst | Completed

Choi Seungcheol has never been the type to commit to relationships - casual is more his thing. You’re fine with that - except you and Seungcheol seem to be terrible at casual when it comes to one another. 

Hush | S | Incubus!Seungcheol x afab reader | Supernatural | PWP | Requested | Completed

You can’t seem to sleep, but the strange man in the bar that you can’t visiting promises he can help. 

o n e s h o t s

You. Always. | S | F | Soonyoung x f. reader | Established Relationship | Complete

Soonyoung isn’t a jealous guy - he’s not. But sometimes it gets to him, the way other people look at you and fall a little in love with you. Don’t they know you have him? 

o n e s h o t s

Chat, is that Rizz? | S | F | Streamer!Wonwoo x Streamer! f. reader | Established Relationship | Faux Rivals | Complete

Your rivalry with Wonwoo has existed for as long as you’ve been streaming. It’s fun, and both of your communities love it. Wonwoo is happy to play along - at least until you question his rizz while live, and he feels like he should remind you just how much rizz he has.

O N E S H O T S

Storm Breaker | S | A | Jaeger Pilot!Jihoon x Jaeger Pilot!Reader | Rivals to Lovers | Pacific Rim AU | Collaboration | Complete

It’s a known fact Lee Jihoon is one of the best pilots the Jaeger Program has. The only problem? He can’t keep a co-pilot to save his life. He thinks you’ll just be another Ranger in the rotation, but you are an unpleasant surprise. 

o n e s h o t s

Blood & Popcorn | S | A | Chan x f. reader | Friends to Lovers | Idiots to Lovers | Complete

Fridays are reserved for watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer and stuffing your face with popcorn and pizza. It’s been like that for you and Chan since your freshman year of college. But when he skips your Blood and Popcorn night for a date, things take an unexpected turn. 

Still Watching? | S | Chan x f. reader | Established Relationship | PWP | Completed

Blood and Popcorn with your newly minted boyfriend is your favorite. Except now you watch a lot less Buffy and a lot more of Chan. 

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and the universe said, 💕🍓

ot13 When soulmates are suddenly thrust upon the world, you are one in a million who wishes they weren’t – and that’s before you meet the person (people?!) making your life much harder than it needs to be. And before someone asks you to sign an NDA.

The Recovery Files: Rewind 2017

ot13; individual Lee Chan comes across a box of old cassette tapes, but when he expects to hear music, he finds some long lost stories instead.

Ah! Love 💕🍓

95 line (feat. baby doremi line) Where you live with your three boys and your three boys, and damn, life is good.

bits ‘n’ pieces a tag for short unofficial posts such as headcanons or unedited drabbles or discussions of fun aus, ideas, etc!

seungcheol

First to Fall (social media au) - completed

What happens when two friends who are ‘bad at love’ want to prove each other wrong?

Bouquets for a Friend (From a Friend)

Your boss gets flowers quite often. This time, when he does, he wants to get rid of them, and who are you to turn down free flowers?

Huff, Puff

When an injured vampire shows up at your door, you're of course there to help. But your werewolf partner is more than a little wary of this vampire's intentions.

Even If 💕

On a typical scouting, Jeonghan and Chan find more trouble than they initially thought.

whatever u say (smau oneshot) 🍓

wherein Seungcheol is just trying his best, okay?

Blurbs:

[bright-eyed]   [why are we doing this?]  [wearing green to a funeral]   [the colour of anticipation and new love]   [being jumpy is just a concept]  [unconscious crimes against humanity] [sooo, what did I miss?] 💕 [in another life]

Featured in: Ah! Love as one husband of three Oh Baby, You as the ambitious CEO

jeonghan

Blurbs:

[who cares baby] 

Featured in: Ah! Love as one husband of three First to Fall as the only friend with a brain Even If as the tired, half undead leader

joshua

What the Fuck is Up with Secretary Hong? (social media au) - ongoing

An Oh Baby, You mini series "You must be Choi Seungcheol. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” “No... No, uh... The pleasure is all mine.”

Blurbs:

[the colour of i’ll-never-forget]  [nights before] [the amnesia card always declines] 💕

Featured in: Ah! Love as one husband of three First to Fall as the unknowing love square member

junhui

Wrecked 💕

There are many things that come with the beaten up android you find on the corner of fifth and march.

Blurbs:

[stay here with me]

soonyoung

Bluff and Nonsense 💕🍓

Soonyoung never thought one bluff could lead to so much nonsense. She/Her version - He/Him version Bonus: Fluff and Context Bonus bonus blurbs: [a fate of my choosing]  [pick a struggle] [hank, the (ten-foot) skeleton] 

Blurbs:

[spoken or not] [love pop!]  [get a taste] 🍓 [a warm welcome to the tiger prince]

wonwoo

25¢ Magic

Wonwoo needed a little magical intervention. Definitely not for you. For his eyes. Yeah. His eyes.

Oh Baby, You (social media au) - ongoing; female reader 🍓💕

The birth of your son three years ago was what caused your breakup with Wonwoo, your longtime (and at that point, long distance) partner. Now, you're getting concerned that Orion is starting to look a lot like his dad, but that's not your only problem. Wonwoo is back… and he's living across the hall.

Blurbs:

[static shots] [of cold touches] [it’s all days of love]  [hear me now] 🍓 [mr chosen one]

Featured in: Please Linger as the non-soulmate s/o

jihoon

Hold Me; Heal Me

In a world where a soulmate’s touch can heal any wound, you would think you’d have no worries. But after your soulmate told you he didn’t want to be exactly that, you set your heart aside. It shouldn’t matter anyways, you reasoned. What need does a vigilante have of soulmates?  part two: Find Me; Fear Me

A Poorly Constructed Metaphor

After the accident, Lee Jihoon builds an android.

Blurbs:

[little white lies] [lavender mist] 💕 [warm refuge] [shakespeare’s words] [what happens on floor 17] 💕  [oh don’t be such a fool] 

Featured in: Bluff and Nonsense as Soonyoung's best friend and voice of reason Wrecked as the hoverport mechanic/friend

seokmin

The Only Way to Get a Good Sleep 💕🍓

Seokmin misses you lots n lots part two: How to Harvest Sunshine

Blurbs:

[to still a beating heart] (title swap game with @kimsunwoodz​)

mingyu

Please Linger 💕

In a world where a soulmate’s touch can heal any wound, Mingyu knows his own soulmate can only heal so much.

[coincidence? I think yes] 💕

You need a husband, and Mingyu, well, Mingyu is there.

Blurbs:

[forget what I said] [brains on the brain] [forget me not] [sunset pursuit] [a little something something] [how about this]  [good night, mr kim]

Featured in: Oh Baby, You as the best friend

minghao

Blurbs:

[gift of hypocrisy]   [wedding planners]  [leave the leaves alone] 

seungkwan

Mission Possible 💕🍓

One of Mr Boo’s students sees his brand new engagement ring.

Blurbs:

[midnight opinions]  [the folly of the pumpkin spice latte] 

Featured in: Ah! Love as one son of three

vernon

Or, Would You Rather it be Me? 💕🍓

A detested soulmark, a friendship over a decade in the making, and an unexpected proposal from one friend to another... what could possibly go wrong?

Expecting (smau oneshot) - implied female reader

Wherein vernon wants to give his friends a very special announcement

city boy, ilyyy (smau oneshot)

where there's a bug in Vernon's apartment

Blurbs:

[roses sometimes wither]  [where the night sky meets the sea] 💕 [it’s the great pumpkin, vernon chwe!] 

Featured in: Ah! Love as one son of three

chan

Pansy

Over the years, you learned that being a Pansy wasn’t so bad.

Blurbs:

[rejection for hire] [watch closely] 💕 [midnight alarm] [mis-magicked] 💕 [fatal floral flaw]

Featured in: Ah! Love as one son of three

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world's worst vampire

pairing: non-idol!vampire!hoshi x gn!reader

genre: vampire au. vaguely fluffy?

word count: 0.8k~

warnings: hosh feeding off of reader. blood mentions. reader calling hosh a dumbass at one point.

daisy's notes: what if hes just. <3

Soonyoung was probably the worst vampire in the goddamn world at being a vampire.

While he didn’t talk much about the circumstances leading to him being turned, Soonyoung sometimes wondered if it was worth it to be alive forever. He always went out on sunny days and forgot his umbrella (which usually net him a slight sunburn from having sensitive skin, and a massive loss of energy as he recovered), he’d forget to retract his fangs when he wasn’t feeding, and he even forgot to feed sometimes. Soonyoung was a busy  man! He had too much to do! Too much he liked doing! Sometimes he just… forgot that food alone wasn’t enough to sustain him the way it used to, even after he’d lived this long.

Which was why he knew it was you who pounded at his door to try and get a response. Minutes later, he could hear the telltale chime of you entering into his apartment. He hadn’t responded to your messages in days, too fatigued to move more than necessary. His supply had run out, and he wasn’t going to see Jihoon until he came tonight with the next batch (why bother him while he was working? He could make it, he was fine). Soon enough, his bedroom door flew open, and you were making your way over to him. His skin was a little clammy, and he’d grown a little paler from the lack of nutrition, and he could see the frustration in your eyes as you looked him over.

With a sigh, you drew back your sleeve, thrusting your wrist into his face. Soonyoung just wrapped his cold fingers around it, drawing it in and pressing a kiss against where he was hyper-aware of your pulse.

“Drink.” 

His eyes found yours in the low light. “I’ll be fine—”

“I said drink, dumbass, so I can be mad at you for not calling me when you’re better.” 

Despite his lack of energy, Soonyoung pushed your wrist away. He pushed himself to sit up, fatigue settling into his bones too heavily. 

“Soonyoung—”

“I don’t like drinking from your wrist,” he said quietly. “Can I…?”

With a sigh, you’d reached up to the buttons of your collar. You popped the top ones, loosening your collar as Soonyoung moved in. His nose brushed against your neck as you let your head fall back, giving him better access to the skin. He always would press a tiny kiss against your skin before sinking his fangs into you. You’d never understand why books and movies made this out to be hot and sexual: it hurt. Soonyoung’s venom would always numb it a little, like a mosquito, but you’d always feel lethargic and lightheaded from the loss of blood when he was done. You shut your eyes, though, and let him feed as he needed to.

Sooner than you thought, he’d pulled away, planting another kiss against his bite mark. “Thank you,” he murmured, pulling away. He’d always trace the tiny drops of blood that rose to the surface, licking them from his fingers as he watched the wound close itself up—another side effect of his bite. “Jihoon’s coming tonight. I’ll drink then.” 

With a sigh, you slumped against him. “I don’t get why you don’t just call me.” 

“Don’t wanna bother you,” he mumbled, pulling you in a little bit closer. He trailed his fingers down your arm, pressing another kiss against the side of your face. “I don’t like seeing you like this.” 

“I don’t mind if you need it, Soonyoung.” 

He knew that. He always knew that you (and Jun and Wonwoo…) were always a call away if he was starving and Jihoon couldn’t bring him blood in time. He didn’t need to torture himself, and yet he couldn’t help but feel guilty at doing it. He saw the way it affected other people. The way you’d always need to sleep a little afterward, or the way Wonwoo always seemed to get a little paler, yet insisted he was fine–that he just needed to drink something and maybe eat a light snack, too. He saw the way Jun didn’t hide the way it could hurt, too. Not in the way you did, expressions always carefully measured. Staying alive for him could mean hurting the ones he loved if his supply ran out, and he’d rather just deal with the lethargic feelings for a couple days than see that happen.

Soonyoung curled one hand around the back of your neck, the other supporting your back as he turned you over so you could lie down on your side. “It’s okay,” he murmured, stealing a kiss against your lips this time. “It’s my turn to take care of you. Let me get your snacks and then we can cuddle.”

Before he could pull away, you reached out, a hand cupping his cheek. He turned his face, pressing a kiss against your palm, and pulled away to begin the steps of taking care of you. And that meant pressing little chocolate snacks against your lips, teasing you gently before pulling you in to snuggle for a while. At least he would repay the favor like this.

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FIC REC : SEVENTEEN

FICS REC LISTS PER MEMBER

choi seungcheol (scoups)

yoon jeonghan (jeonghan)

hong jisoo (joshua)

moon juinhui (jun)

kwon soonyoung (hoshi)

jeon wonwoo (wonwoo) part 2

lee jihoon (woozi)

lee seokmin (dk)

xu minghao (the8)

kim mingyu (mingyu) part.2

boo seungkwan (seungkwan)

chwe hansol (vernon)

lee chan (dino)

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SEVENTEEN OT13 (finishes series)

getting closer masterlist (serie finished, smut, angst, fluff, vampire!au)

the xperiments masterlist (serie finished, supernatural!au, angst mostly)

monster mash (serie finished, halloween!au, paranormal!au, smut, tons of differents versions of seventeen)

monster mash season 2 (serie finished, halloween!au, paranormal!au, smut, tons of differents versions of seventeen)

the letter box (finished serie, fluff)

SVT HUBS hyung line maknae line

14 nights of halloween (mostly smut and horror, supernatural!au)

fear : an ode to your blood (dont have the link bc @msmadness99 deactivated if anyone knows if the fic is somewhere else PLEASE lmk) (vampire!au, smut, horror?)

getting closer (an ode sequel) (same thing as fear: an ode to your blood)

SEVENTEEN OT13 (ongoing/unfinished)

amortentia (ongoing serie, hogwarts!au, fluff, angst)

welcome to seventeen world (ongoing serie, CEO!au)

mafia seventeen (ongoing serie, smut, mafia!au)

imprinted (serie ongoing, werewolf!au, differents stories, smut, fluff, angst depending on the member)

tales from the pack (serie ongoing, werewolf!au, differents stories, smut, fluff, angst depending on the member)

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Smoke & Mirrors: smut, established relationship au

143 Miles: smut, fluff, established relationship au, road trip au

❥ YOON JEONGHAN

Good Vibrations: smut, established relationship au

❥ JOSHUA HONG

Crush on You: fluff, f2l au, college au

Stay 'Till Sunrise (w/Kim Mingyu): smut, fluff, f2l au, polyam ♥

Main Dish: smut, established relationship au

Curse the Stars: smut, fluff, s2l au, fwb au, 70s au ♥

Press Reset: angst, smut, fluff, sci-fi au

❥ WEN JUNHUI

L O A D I N G...

❥ KWON SOONYOUNG

Push & Pull: smut, office rivals au, enemies w/benefits au ♥

❥ JEON WONWOO

L O A D I N G...

❥ LEE JIHOON

L O A D I N G...

❥ LEE SEOKMIN

L O A D I N G...

❥ KIM MINGYU

Stay 'Till Sunrise (w/Joshua Hong): smut, fluff, f2l au, polyam ♥

Irresistible: smut, established relationship au

Polaroid Love: fluff, established relationship au, college au

Room with a View (w/Jeon Jungkook): smut, vampire au

❥ XU MINGHAO

L O A D I N G...

❥ BOO SEUNGKWAN

All My Love: smut, romance, established relationship au, soulmate au

❥ HANSOL CHWE

Take Me Higher: smut, fluff, f2l au ♥

❥ LEE CHAN

Eat You Up: smut, succubus au

In Case You Didn't Know: fluff, romance, smut, a little angst, brother’s best friend au, roommates au, 90s au

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[sluttyminghao]

Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

this is where I will be putting each member's drabble as I write them! each drabble with have different kinks, au's and situations, no 2 will be the same!

my posting schedule will probably be quite sporadic, but I will aim to post every second day in October, depending on my work schedule!

want to be a part of the taglist? I have created a new taglist specifically for kinktober and you can find it here!

please note: this list will be updated randomly and the order of the list will not necessarily be the order they are released in :)

drabble one: incubus!vernon x switch!reader - bulge kink

drabble two: werewolf!mingyu x sub!reader - bondage

drabble three: sub!joshua x succubus!reader - overstimulation

drabble four: wizard!seungkwan x wizard!reader - face fucking

drabble five: vampire!junhui x human!reader - edging

drabble six: dom!jihoon x sub party host!reader (dressed as a sexy nurse) - praise kink

drabble seven: demon!wonwoo x angel!reader - face sitting

drabble eight: sub!seungcheol x dom!reader watching a Halloween movie - dacryphilia

drabble nine: angel!jeonghan x demon!reader - pegging

drabble ten: fae!minghao x fae!reader - sex toys

drabble eleven: demon!seokmin x sub!reader - titfucking

drabble twelve: witch!soonyoung x sub!reader - squirting

drabble thirteen: vampire!chan x vampire!reader - exhibitionism

if you have any questions, concerns or queries before this starts please let me know! i will do my best to accommodate anything and everything <3

[darlingvernon]

mobile masterlist

Disclaimer: Anything marked M for Mature has sexual, explicit content. Do not read if you're under 18 years old. All works of fiction are marked for a reason.

I do not allow reposting/translating of my work.

NETWORKS: @svthub @k-vanity @kwritersworld

MISC:

⇢ svthub december prompt challenge

♔ Seungcheol (Scoups)

✎ MINIS:

⇢ seungcheol thots ⇢ a baby ⇢ sweater [M]

♔ Jeonghan

always been you [M]. ↳ you promised yourself that you wouldn't fall in love but jeonghan just had to go ahead and ruin everything ◇ fluff, angst, smut | royalty au, arranged marriage au ◇ 10.5k [1/1]

✎ MINIS:

⇢ eggnog

♔ Joshua

on air. -> coming soon! ↳ a story about a boy, a girl and his guitar ◇ fluff, angst, smut | rockstar au ◇ wc tbd

✎ MINIS:

⇢ family

♔ Junhui (Jun)

✎ MINIS:

⇢ junhui thots ⇢ snowman

♔ Soonyoung (Hoshi)

odds [M]. ↳ and the cycle never stops... until it does. ◇ angst | toxic relationships ◇ 4.1k

✎ MINIS:

⇢ bow [M]

♔ Wonwoo

bitten. ↳ a series of non-chronological drabbles + one shots about crown prince wonwoo and his lover ◇ vampire au ◇ 2.1k [2/?]

[ i | ii ]

✎ MINIS:

⇢ cold

♔ Jihoon (Woozi)

✎ MINIS:

⇢ a whole meal [M] ⇢ blizzard [M]

♔ Seokmin (DK)

✎ MINIS:

⇢ nutcracker

♔ Mingyu

✎ MINIS:

⇢ rain ⇢ fireplace [M]

♔ Minghao (THE8)

✎ MINIS:

⇢ gingerbread

♔ Seungkwan

✎ MINIS:

⇢ carols

♔ Hansol (Vernon)

you've got mail! ↳ when participating in a social experiment gets you more than you bargained for ◇ fluff | strangers to lovers, college au, penpal au ◇ 12k [3/11]

[masterlist]

✎ MINIS:

⇢ vernon thots ⇢ somebody you ⇢ groceries ⇢ mistletoe ⇢ present [M]

♔ Chan (Dino)

✎ MINIS:

⇢ reindeer

© darlingvernon

[jeonstellate]

until the end of time

like the hands on the clock, the story of jihoon and [first name] will go back to the start.

๑彡 lee jihoon x gender neutral!reader

๑彡 reincarnation!au, see you in my 19th life-inspired!au — character death — angst

๑彡 paragraph format — 1.4K words

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Lee Jihoon is tired. Exhausted. Drained.

He has seen a million sunsets from multiple corners of the world. He has seen countless empires rise and fall into the ashes they once came from. He has seen hundreds — if not thousands — of people he was once close to succumb to the way of the world.

He has lived through a number of predicted world ends, just to witness another day after.

But Lee Jihoon is not immortal. He is not a vampire, not a werewolf, not a wizard, nor an owner of an elixir.

Rather, Lee Jihoon is a mere mortal — burdened with the memories of his past lives.

However, for someone who can remember all sixteen of his past lives, he sure has forgotten a lot of things over the centuries. He supposed he has the imperfection of human brains to thank, especially in regards to his accumulated memories blurring together after he reached his seventh life. It is not like he prefers it any other way, anyway, since the said flaws actually lessened the burden of remembering.

He no longer remembers when he decided to lessen the deep connections he makes in each life . . . until eventually he stopped all together. He recognizes that decision made him colder in each reincarnation, but he found himself not caring. People will forget him anyway, but he will not. At least not until his memories of them join the blur.

Lee Jihoon has no regrets living detached, especially if he survived sixteen past lives to date without going insane. And now, on his seventeenth life, he plans to live similarly.

Except he met [first name].

[Full name]. The child of his mother’s best friend. The child who is protected from the world’s cruelty by their age and is full of curiosity and wonder because of it. The child who is, more likely than not, currently living their first life.

At first, Jihoon was annoyed by [first name]. How could he not? They literally walked into his life fascinated by sunlight and rainbows, as if they were made of magic. It was appropriate for their age then, single-digit it was, as it was for him — although he was a few years older. He did not count their naïveté against them, though, partly because he would have been in the same boat had he not regained all of his memories a week before they met. If anything, it was safer to say that he was actually jealous of [first name]; envious of their ability to keep their innocence until they are old enough to find out the truth themselves, without memories of past lives ruining the rose-tinted glasses early on.

Jihoon tried his hardest to be nonchalant about [first name]’s existence. It even came to the point where he tried to ignore them the best way he could, just to put more distance between. However, his efforts had been proven to be futile — especially given that [first name] was an oblivious and persistent child. Thus, against his own judgment, he still wound up attached to them.

Instead of using his jealousy to rip away their innocence about the world, Jihoon uses his feelings to protect their innocence for as long as he can. After all, he might have preferred to don a cold exterior, but he is not entirely heartless. And since he is not given the chance to enjoy an untainted world view, he made it his personal mission that [first name] does. For both of their sakes.

Through [first name], Jihoon gets to live. He is not simply existing nor trudging through his seventeenth life. He actually has a purpose — and is actually making memories worth remembering.

And yet . . . he still holds [first name] at a distance. He merely considers them as a child that needs his protection, rather than as a best friend — like how they see him as. It is undeniable that he cares for them more than he would like to admit, but his curse is hindering him from accepting it.

Lee Jihoon simply cannot experience another lifetime of longing for a soul who will not remember him once their life resets. He simply refuses to.

However, like a flame to a moth, [full name] is oblivious to the dilemma they are unknowingly putting him through.

On the day of [first name]’s tenth birthday, they are strangely adamant that Jihoon has to spend it with them. Albeit they have known each other for years at this point, they have yet to celebrate [first name]’s birthday together. It really is not a big deal, especially considering that they see each other fairly often, but it is apparently so for [first name]. And Jihoon, who prioritizes their happiness above all else, just has no other choice.

"What ride are you looking forward to go on, [first name]-ssi?" The chosen address is a manifestation of Jihoon’s attempt to put a distance between, while not ignoring the familiarity. Frankly, it is a stark contrast to [first name]’s chosen address for him, ‘Jiji’ and ‘Hoon-ie’, considering that they are much more unconstrained when it comes to feelings and societal norms.

"The carousel!" The birthday celebrant exclaims excitedly, making him face them in anticipation for their inevitable blabber. Truth be told, Jihoon has grown fond of watching [first name] talk about something they feel strongly about. Especially since he gets to witness the strengthening spark in their eyes whenever they get more excited. "You should ride it—"

However, this time, the blooming feeling in his chest is not light. Rather, once his head turns towards them, he is suddenly filled with a familiar suffocating feeling.

An intuition he only gets whenever he is close to reset.

Jihoon’s mind is immediately at a panic. The fact that his intuition flared up now, while he is still inside a moving vehicle, can only mean—

He feels the impact first, before he hears the shattering and the bending.

He wants to call out to [first name]. But he finds himself unable to. Not when his breath has been knocked out of him. Especially not when he can feel hot liquid oozing down his face.

It takes an incredible amount of will and pain to even try to look at [first name]’s face. However, all of those are nothing compared to the moment when he finally sees what he is looking for.

[First name] suffered more from the impact, no doubt because most of the force came in their general direction. He cannot see how he looks like at the moment, but it is easy to imagine he does not look as bad as [first name]. Especially because their eyes stayed close even after the effect of the impact has subdued. Still, he thinks nothing of their stillness, mostly because he does not have enough blood flowing through his brain to even think.

And yet, just before the blood loss overtakes his consciousness, Lee Jihoon suddenly remembers the first life he has forgotten.

He started out as a prince. In an era where rivalry between neighboring kingdoms were prevalent and deadly, he just so happened to be in love with a child of an enemy. They managed to keep it within themselves in the cloak of the night, but—

Someone eventually ripped the comfort of the cloak away. And with it, came the price.

The prince was forced to watch the love of his life get executed, prohibited to do anything by the rope around his feet and by the strong arms locking his own in place. They showed no mercy with the royal-born, mostly because one had the blood of the enemy and the other had been labeled a traitor.

Fortunately, with the ounce of mercy left within their being, the guards at least allowed the two to bid farewell.

I’ll find you in the life after death. Even it takes a hundred lifetimes, wait for me. I’ll find you.

His so-called curse, as it turns out, originates from an oath. A promise born from pain, which inflicted knives of loneliness once forgotten. A promise so sincere that both the universe and time conspired to see its completion.

And after sixteen more lifetimes, Lee Jihoon has finally found the reincarnation of his love from his first life. [First name].

Unbeknownst to him, long before he started fighting for his life in the ICU, [first name] has already started their journey on the next do-over.

[krp1x1finder]

Heyyyyy been a minute since I put one of these out into the world, but looking for a few new rp partners as all of mine have dried up!

mxm only pls!!

original plots/fandomless only! Pls no idolverse/canonverse plots!

Currently seeking maybe something supernatural themed as I'm in the mood for spooky season? (though I would be okay with other aus too) Vampires/ghosts/werwolves/witches/etc. I also prefer plots to be a good mix of angst, fluff, and smut! No rps based solely on smut or fluff as those tend to die out far too quickly!

I have muses in bts (hoseok, jungkook, yoongi) and svt (mostly hoshi, but could do jihoon, dokyeom, seungkwan as well), and could be persuaded to write other muses in other groups I stan like ateez, skz, maybe txt and/or some of my nugu groups such as n.flying.. hoo nose. I am a huge multi so please feel free to ask! Prefer in-group ships, but could be persuaded to do cross-ships if the chemistry is there!

third person/past tense, semi-lit to lit. pls no novella as I cannot keep up with that length of reply for too long. usual reply length is 1-3 paras. I am looking for someone active who can reply often pls as I am quick to lose interest if the rp stagnates for too long (this does not apply if u tell me u r going to b busy or need a hiatus i will always be understanding of that).

Prefer to write over discord !

Dynamics for me are decided by what muse I am playing so I suppose you could say that I write mostly switch! :3 prefer the same in my partner!

ghost friendly as i am non-confrontational :p will never chase you to reply to me sooo

i expect the same courtesy.

preferably 20+ only! I'm 27, so if that makes you uncomfortable pls dni. She/her pronouns!

Triggers will be provided in dms! Please dni if you don't respect triggers or are looking for someone with no triggers or are just generally weird about triggers. u will b blocked.

Other than that!! Pls dm me or like this post and I will dm you!!

🌸 !

[natigail]

Fics I posted/updated in 2022 - natigail

Broke, Gay and New in Town (Phan, 268k+ (wip), Stardew Valley AU, farmer!Dan, BnB owner!Phil, magical realism, finding yourself)

돈't Lie (at least not to me) (Seventeen, 109k+ (wip), Jeonghan/Joshua, Mafia AU, mafia!JH, doctor!JS, childhood friends to strangers to friends to lovers)

strike a deal, kiss my lips (Phan, 106.5k, magical AU, witch!Phil, demon!Dan, enemies to lovers, magical bond)

Rest in the Belly of the Wolf (Stray Kids, 86k+ (wip), Minho/3RACHA, magical AU, witch!Minho, werewolves!3RACHA, polyamerous pack, aspec characters)

The Vampire Client (Stray Kids, 56.5k, Minho/Jisung, magical AU, vampire!JS, laywer!MH, courtroom drama, innocent client)

Don't say you're okay because you're not (BTS, 62.6k, Namjoon/Yoongi, producers AU, strangers to friends to lovers, mental health issues)

even in a chocolate shop, you’re the sweetest thing i’ve ever seen (Stray Kids, 32.9k, Minho/Jisung, chocolate shop AU, repair man!Minho, pining)

The Tiger on the Mountain (Seventeen, 27.3k, Soonyoung/Jihoon, magical AU, tiger shapeshifter!Hoshi, producer!Woozi, forced cohabitation)

The Journal of Wei Wuxian, the Yiling Patriach and Wei Ying (The Untamed, 13.9k (hiatus), Wei Wuxian/Lan Wangji, journal entries matching the show)

The city is so loud (but you drown out all the noise) (Phan, 8.5k, magical AU, werewolf!Phil, human/werewolf relationship, moving in together)

maybe humans got one thing right (their capacity for love) (BTS, 8.5k, Yoongi/Taehyung, magical AU, vampire!Yoongi, alien!Taehyung, first meeting)

돈't Worry (at least not about me) (Seventeen, 4.8k, Jeonghan & Soonyoung, mafia AU, first meeting, unrequited crush)

🌸 cherry blossom 🌸  (Phan, 4.2k, reality, domestic fluff, introspection)

Welcome home! (never leave that long again) (Phan, 4k, reality, touch-starved, coming home from tour)

"But did we actually make it? Will we ever?" (Stranger Things, 3.5k, Steve & Robin, canon, post-season 4, grief, coming out)

I will never make you lonely | #LoveSTAY (Stray Kids, 3.2k, Bang Chan & Reader, met in a dream)

security! (Phan, 3.1k, reality, domestic, introspection)

More than 2 and a half weeks (Phan, 2.4k, reality, leaving for tour)

[97-liners]

hiiii congrats on 2k!! deserved 👏👏👏 love how you play with language and set the mood and write dialogues ^^

for my request: sensory prompt 63. indigo skies before dawn + supernatural!vernon or maybe royalty, up to u :D

63. indigo skies before dawn | supernatural/fantasy au | this is a teen drama wrapped in a modern fantasy setting

HI IM GARBAGE. i’ve had this sitting in my drafts for WELL OVER half a year now and i’ve been feeling so guilty that i can’t just bring myself to finish it. so i’m absolving myself of my sins (a lie) and just posting my unfinished draft. FORGIVE ME 😭😭😭😭

words: 3.8k; progress: ~25%

Hansol always makes it feel so easy.

Tonight, he comes into the convenience store just before 3am, dressed in a denim jacket pulled over a plain gray hoody and gray sweats. With a wave of a hand, he tugs one of his earbuds out and greets you with a casual “‘sup?”

“Hi Vernon,” you grin at him from behind the register. “Staying up late again?”

“Yeah,” he says nonchalantly as he grabs a triangle kimbap and a can of peach soda from the refrigerated section, “I have a big project due tomorrow.”

You raise an eyebrow and begin to check him out at the register. “Should you be working on that?”

Hansol shrugs. “Yeah, but I’d rather hang out with you for a while.”

“Fine then.” You grin and lean forward, resting your chin on one hand. At this time of night, the street is empty and silent and the washed-out bright glow flooding the convenience store is beginning to make your eyes hurt. “What are you working on these days? Did you finish that song from last week?”

Hansol offers you one of his earbuds, tilting his head in a silent nod for you to listen. You lean across the counter and take it, and you wait for the music to start.

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The first time you meet Hansol, it’s nearly midnight and you’re the only person working. The convenience store is nestled in a quiet human residential area on the edge of the city, an area that gets nearly no traffic in the small hours of night save for the occasional tipsy businessman smelling of soju and grilled meat, stumbling in for a bottle of water and some hangover relief drink mix before returning home.

That night, Hansol comes in and you watch, tired and bored, as he saunters through the automatic sliding doors in his ripped jeans and leather jacket, a cap tugged low over his eyes.

Of course you recognize him. You’re not stupid, after all, or totally out of the loop despite the stereotypes. You’d have to be totally dense not to recognize Choi Hansol. Even if he hasn’t been in the public eye for years, you still remember what his face looked like, bright and innocent, just a child standing on a balcony in front of millions. You know who he is, but you don’t react, simply because you’re too tired and self-absorbed in your own internal turmoil to.

You watch, disinterested, as he wanders up and down the aisles and grabs various snacks and junk food, bobbing his head to whatever music is being piped through his headphones. When he gets to the counter with his instant ramen and peach yogurt, he tugs off his headphones and lets them hang around his neck and looks up at you, almost cautiously.

“Will that be all for you tonight?” You keep your expression neutral and your face blank, and Hansol nearly breathes a sigh of relief. He’s so obvious, you can’t help but to think that it’s kind of cute.

“Yeah,” he says, pulling his wallet from his back pocket. “Can you heat up the ramen for me?”

That surprises you more than anything. Most customers use the attached charm on the underside of the lid to heat up their ramen. Maybe the rumors are true– you remember the gossip back when he had stepped down and passed the crown to his younger sister. Apparently, he’s a dud, you remember one of the city vampires, Jeonghan, telling you when he had visited your sire. Jihoon doesn’t really care for mortal business, so naturally you had been out of the loop, only informed when Jeonghan had visited from the city with new clothes and the latest model of cell phone for you. You remember thinking that it was an unnecessarily cruel thing to say about a teenager, but then again, you had been too wrapped up in your bloodlust and still barely-controlled violent urges to really care much about human drama.

“Sure thing,” you say to Hansol, still not letting anything show on your face. You open the ramen package and turn around to fill it with cold water from the dispenser behind the counter, and then you close the paper lid and fold the tab over the lip of the styrofoam bowl. With a press of your hand against the lid, the charm activates and a few seconds later, the water is bubbling and the bowl is steaming. “Be careful,” you warn, placing the ramen on the counter in front of Hansol. He pays with his cell phone and takes his food, bringing it with him to the counter by the window.

Hansol settles on one of the stools and turns to face you as he waits for his ramen to finish cooking. “Are you new to the city?”

You had just settled back down in your book, so it takes you a second ot realize that he had been talking to you. Slowly, you look up from the page you’re on and at Hansol, who watches you expectantly. “Me?”

“Yeah,” he says, “your accent. You sound like you’re from the country.” His heartbeat is relaxed and his face is open, curious. It doesn’t look like he has any ulterior motives, so even though it’s a little weird of him to strike up a personal conversation with the convenience store worker, you decide to indulge him.

“Yeah. I just moved here two weeks ago. My family moved here, and I wanted to be closer to them.” It’s not a lie– while you were still coming to terms with your new body, your brother baby brother had gone and grown up, graduated college, gotten married, and moved to Seoul. And when your parents found out that his wife was pregnant, they had moved to the city too. And by the time you were stable enough to rejoin society, although Jihoon had advised against it, you wanted to be there too. You’re one of the lucky ones– your parents had wanted you back, despite everything.

“Cool,” Hansol nods. “How are you adjusting?”

“It’s… overwhelming,” you admit, “I feel like I don’t belong. It’s big and noisy, but it’s lonely.” The other night, while you were trying to find a post office open 24 hours, you had accidentally touched a door handle plated in silver, clearly of an anti-Other establishment, and you’re still nursing the blisters on your fingertips. In your past life, you’re not sure it you ever even noticed the silver-plated doors everywhere.

Hansol nods again, sympathetically. The way he listens to you feels sincere in a way that not a lot of people do. “I bet. You’ll get used to it, though,” he says, offering a little smile. “The city’s like that in a weird way. It so big, and at first, you feel like you’ll never fit in, but you start leaving your imprint on the city, and the city molds to fit you. Everybody gets used to it eventually, the city makes sure of it.”

“You talk about Seoul like it’s alive,” you laugh.

“Isn’t it though?” He tilts his head inquisitively.

You pause, considering his words for a moment. The concrete and wires are still, but the bright headlights and masses of beings pulsing through the highways and squeezing in the subways and buses are more alive than anything else you’ve experienced before.

“I mean, you’re here, in this convenience store, checking people out and heating up ramen in the middle of the night,” he points out. “Right now, this little piece of Seoul is alive, because of you.”

You press your mouth into a tight line, lips suddenly feeing shaky. Hansol stares at you with those dark, sharp eyes, fidding with the plastic sleeve of the disposable chopsticks in his hands. You inhale slightly, just enough to fill your lungs with the air to say “that makes me feel better. Thank you.”

“Vernon,” he says, face breaking into a grin. It’s a ridiculous smile, with all three billion of his teeth, but it’s a good smile regardless. “I’m Vernon.”

Returning his smile, you repeat the name, testing it out in your mouth. “Vernon.”

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It’s just after the end of your shift and you’re walking home, headphones on, jacket slung loosely over your shoulders, listening to the kind of music that always reminds you what it feels like to be human. The night is cold, but you don’t feel uncomfortable, walking past buzzing orange streetlights and passing darkened windows. It’s 5 AM, and it’s just you and the moon. When you were younger, you used to savor these moments. It used to be a reprieve from the heat and noise of home, where you, your parents, and your brother were all cramped into the tight little flat, arguing and watching TV and listening to the radio and cooking and doing homework. But now, it just feels lonely. It makes you feel hollow, even as you sip at the little foil juice packet in your hand and let the metallic tang of blood flood your mouth.

You turn the corner to the little alley that the entrance to your apartment is on, and to your surprise, you see Hansol sitting on the steps leading up to the building across the street from yours. He’s looking down at his phone and is nursing a cigarette, a can of coke zero on the concrete by his feet.

“Vernon,” you say, half out of surprise, half because you’re just oddly glad to see him. “Do you live here?”

He looks up and as soon as he meets your eyes, he grins, a big goofy smile spreading across his face. “Oh, hey. Did you just get off work?”

You nod, and without waiting for an invitation, you toss your backpack to the ground and sit on the step next to him. Hansol wordlessly offers a cigarette, and you accept. Back when you had just been turned, you used to live on cigarettes because it would help to curb your uncontrollable thirst and calm you down from the bloodlust that new vampires are prone to. You’re less dependent on them these days, but it doesn’t hurt. Anything to feel human.

“I don’t live here, by the way,” he says, taking a nearly empty lighter from his pocket. You lean in to light the cigarette off the weak flame, and in the process, you catch a deep whiff of his scent, almost shuddering at how sweet and warm he smells. Like cinnamon and hot chocolate. Hansol goes on with his explanation, “my friend is a werewolf and asked me to wait here and let him in when he gets back.”

Your ears prick at the mention of another Other. Hansol still doesn’t know about you, but the casual way he mentions it makes you feel just a bit less nervous around him.

“You’re a really good friend, then,” you grin at him.

Hansol shrugs. “It’s just once a month, and his roommate is sick. Plus, he can’t pick up his keys and unlock the door with his wolfy paws and all.”

“I forgot it was the full moon,” you admit. “Probably should have been a bit more careful walking home from work,” you say, even though you’re fairly certain you have nothing to be afraid of save for bigots with wooden stakes.

“Nah, the wolves in this city are nothing to be afraid of,” he says, lifting his shoulders in a half-shrug. “There’s, like, three major packs here, and they all run a tight ship. Zero tolerance for anything that could get them in trouble and all.”

“Oh. That’s good to hear.” You wonder if there’s any other vampires your age in Seoul– the only other ones you know are open about their situation and well-established in the community, hundreds of years old. Jeonghan is nice to you, but it feels weird thinking of him as anything other than an elder.

“You live around here?”

“Yeah.” You point to the apartment across the narrow street. The metal gate is rusting and plastered over with old fliers. “That’s my apartment.”

“Nice,” Hansol nods. “It’s kind of a far walk from the convenience store.”

“I usually take the bus there,” you say. “And I don’t mind walking at night.”

“Hm,” Hansol tilts his head, like he’s thinking, as he ashes his cigarette. There’s a small tattoo on the shell of his ear, you notice. A simple protective charm. It’s roughly drawn, but clearly crafted by someone who loves him.

“Anyways, Did you watch the last episode of Reply 1999?”

Talking to Hansol is easy. It’s all mindless conversation that doesn’t mean anything, but it flows like water, and the way Hansol always makes eye contact with you makes you feel like he’s really listening to you.

Absentmindedly, you run your fingers along the scar on the back of your neck where your mother’s protective charm used to be, before it had been burned up by the curse.

“Wait.” You turn your head to the opening of the alleyway when that deep, creature part of you tugs at your attention and makes your skin prickle. You barely resist the instinct to extend your fangs at the intrusion, relaxing only when a large wolf steps into view and Hansol stands. The wolf pads down the street, regarding you suspiciously.

“Hey, hyung,” Hansol grins at the wolf. “This is my friend, Y/N. Y/N, this is Mingyu.”

My friend. His words echo in your mind. Friend. Hansol thinks you’re his friend. You let yourself dwell on it for just a moment, basking in the warmth of the word, before turning your attention back at the wolf, who still regards you cautiously, crouched like he’s getting ready to run. You narrow your eyes at him, trying your best to wordlessly tell him not to blow it for you. Be chill, you think, please.

“It’s okay,” Hansol says, “Y/N is nice.”

The wolf huffs, tossing his large head, but evidently trusts Hansol’s judgment, because he steps past you and starts pawing at the lock on the door.

“I gotta let him in,” Hansol tells you. “You should probably go to sleep too.”

You look up at the sky, which is beginning to lighten. In a few moments, the sun will be nudging at the horizon and turning the world yellow-orange, and then that bright endless blue that you can only see in your dreams and memories anymore. “Thanks for chatting, Vernon,” you say as you drop the cigarette on the ground and step on the butt to extinguish it. “I’ll see ya around.”

“Yeah,” he says as he sides the key into the lock and pushes open the gate to Mingyu’s apartment, “see ya!”

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(You're on the bus on the way to work when Jeonghan calls you.

"Are you busy?"

You glance out the window. "No, but I have 3 stops left before I get to work."

"Perfect, how much college did you finish before you were turned?"

"College?" You furrow your eyebrows. "One year, why?"

"Excellent," Jeonghan says, "do me a favor and write to your registrar to have those records released."

You huff out a short bark of laughter. "Jeonghan, what are you talking about?"

"I can get you into Seoul National University's undergraduate pre-law program. I know you're smart enough, and I'm fairly certain you'll be accepted to the law school easily."

"But--"

"It's a hybrid program," he continues, steamrolling on, "half online and half night classes, and I personally know that the law school makes special accommodations for Others. It's where I went, after all, for my second law degree a few years ago."

"Second?!"

"Yeah, turns out a JD earned in 1923 doesn't mean much in 2009." You can almost imagine the way Jeonghan flippantly waves his hand as he speaks. "Long story short, I'm getting tired of being one of seven vampire lawyers in this city, and I want you as my protege. Don't worry about tuition, I can foot the bill, easily. I have land investments I've been sitting on for over two hundred years. Society has changed too, you'd be surprised how well-received vampires are in higher education. A good handful of the most respected professors at SNU are vampires themselves."

You chew on your lip. The scar on the back of your neck prickles. "I don't know if I can do it, Jeonghan."

There's a pause on the other end of the line, and then Jeonghan sniffs. "Of course you can do it. You're brilliant, and I understand this is the path you would have likely taken if it weren't for the incident. Jihoon wouldn't have introduced me to you if he wasn't confident in your abilities, and I trust Jihoon's judgement."

Jeonghan's words hit you half a second later. "Jihoon was involved?”

"I'm always on the lookout for a bright young vampire, and he called me to visit you as soon as you were coherent enough to string two words together. Think of him a bit like a talent scout."

You hesitate, phone still held tightly to your ear.

“Jihoon may be prickly,” Jeonghan says, “but he’s a responsible sire. He doesn’t let any of his fledglings go into the world without sound prospects.”

You hold your breath, hand over your mouth, pressed tightly against your lips. Around you, the bus rattles on as it continues on its route, past restaurants and darkened salons and shuttered fruit stores. You sit still, feeling the city move past you.

“Think about it, Y/N. If you want to start this winter, I’ll need your information by the end of August.”

“Okay,” you respond numbly.

“And,” he adds, voice gentle, “remember, just because you’ve died once before doesn’t mean you have to stop living. You and I, we both feel, think, hope, and love, just as we did when we were human. We’re alive.”

Swallowing down a gasp, your fingertips dig into the soft, cold flesh of your cheek. Your chest feels hollow, where your heart used to beat.

“You have a right to be alive, to live, now, just as much as when you were human,” he finishes quietly.)

Nine hours later, you’re still mulling over the offer. You step out the back door of the convenience store at the end of your shift, Hansol is there waiting for you. He’s sitting on the curb with a bicycle next to him leaning against a lamppost, playing a mobile game on his phone.

You stop in your tracks.

The heavy metal door slams shut behind you and Hansol looks up at the noise. “Hey,” he says, putting down his phone, “hop on, I’ll give you a ride.”

You laugh a bit, a little incredulous. “You’ll give me a side on the back of your bike?”

“Yeah,” he grins. “It’s not a car or a motorcycle or anything cool like that, but I figure it’s better than walking. And anyways, the weather is nice and I like hanging out with you.”

“Oh.” Around the corner, you hear the chiming of the automatic door as a customer walks in. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Are you getting on or what?”

“Yeah, sure.” You pull your tote bag to your front and carefully straddle the metal rack mounted on the bike, sitting so that your bag (holding your wallet, a cardigan, and two packs of blood) is nestled safely over your stomach.

“Sorry I don’t have a cushion or a real seat or anything,” Hansol says. He starts pedaling and the bicycle wobbles dangerously a few times, and you have to resist the urge to lean the opposite direction.

“Are you sure you know how to do this,” you laugh, leaning forward so that your chin is a breath away from his shoulder. You can’t see his face, but you know from the shape of his cheeks that he’s grinning.

“Yeah, I used to give my sister rides all the time.”

“And when was that?”

“When she was 10.”

“Well I think I’m heavier than a 10 year old.”

Hansol shrugs. “And I’m heavier than a 14 year old. And I’m stronger. And, it’s not that bad now that we’re moving, right?”

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“So,” Hansol says as he pedals you home, “I can’t pick you up tomorrow. I have a family thing.”

You almost laugh. As always, you’re perched on the wire rack on the back of his bike with his jacket folded under your butt to pad the metal. The edge of the sky is beginning to lighten and glow a dim gray blue. “It’s okay, the store is closed tomorrow for Coronation Day anyway.”

Nearly the whole city is shutting down tomorrow for the 20th anniversary celebrations for the king’s coronation. You think you have some idea of what Hansol will be doing tomorrow, but you’re not going to pry.

He doesn’t seem fazed at the mention of Coronation Day, though. “Oh, cool.”

"What are you gonna do then?"

You shrug even though you know he can't see it. "My sister in law had a baby a few weeks ago, so I think I'm going to buy some expensive fruit and visit my new nephew."

"Oh, cool, I love babies," Hansol says, "I wish I could read their mind."

"Tell me about it," you laugh. "I used to say that all the time when my brother was little."

"Oh, he's younger than you?"

You blink, realizing your mistake. Yes, at one point he was four years younger than you, and he will always be four years younger than you. But now he has lines at the corners of his eyes and a new gray hair every month. He's almost a decade older than you now. Or, at least, his body is.

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(You wonder if you should tell Hansol that you had dreamed about him the other night. It was daytime in your dream, and he was walking his bike beside you going down one of the thousands of spindly side-streets nestled in Seoul. You’ve never seen him in the sunlight, but you can imagine— the way his soft hair shines brown in the daylight, the way the light reflects gold in his eyes.)

((A few days ago, you had called Jihoon. The first call went to voicemail, actually, but the second call went through. Jeonghan tells you that Jihoon usually never replies to anyone’s calls, but he’ll always think twice before hanging up on his brood.

“What,” Jihoon’s gruff voice sounds over the phone.

The confession spills out before you can stop it. “I think I’m in love.”

There’s a long pause over the line, and then you hear Jihoon sigh. “Oh, YN. You know you can’t do that.”

You know. But maybe you had hoped that this would be different somehow, that Jihoon would have the answer for you, like a magic spell that fixes everything. After all, he had saved your life once before.