#vav fanfics

[miagwynwrites]

Cursed part 1

Genre: horror/paranormal

CW: yelling

Length: 1k+

Summary: you and lou move to the house of your dreams but of course you didn't think the hauntings would happen to you

Pairings: lou x female reader

A/N: I'm sorry I never continued the series cause I lost motivation and thought at the time my writing was horrible so there's only 2 parts. Also a spoiler to part 2 at the end :) Tagging: @atinystaypixie 🦬

You and Hosung moved into this Victorian era house. It was Hosung’s dream house, he thought it was so perfect and it was his dream to start a family in a pretty house like this. So you moved in, but things started changing and questions were raised about whether or not the house was haunted

It started like it always did, simple eerie sounds coming from other rooms, the stereotypical cold air, finding doors open that you definitely closed and the feeling of someone watching you. You just assumed, like in the movies that it was just your imagination. Of course since the house was hundreds of years old it wouldn’t just be quiet. 

Upon Hosung’s decision you began to remodel the inside, taking down walls, getting rid of furniture, replacing the floor boards and things like that. Of course with every old ass house their was bound to be an attic or a basement. Lucky for you this house didn’t have both. The attic was large and there were boxes and furniture covered in sheets and dusts scattered throughout. Hosung was downstairs working on sanding the railing and sent you up to clean out the attic. Looking around you found lots of vintage clothing and pics of people, who you assumed were past residents of the house. You came up to a big floor to ceiling mirror, it was dusty and covered in finger prints. Like in any horror movie you’d seen, the main character always blew on the mirror. So you did so as well. 

Thankful that nothing jumped out at you you made a face in the mirror before continuing to search the room. And like any other horror movie you started to feel cold. Of course just like the main character you assumed it was because 1. it was an attic and 2, it was an old house. You’re time in the attic was cut short when you looked over at the circular window to see a shadow move quickly away from the window. Hairs raised and heart beating out of your chest to scrambled out of there finding Hosung as quick as you could.

Hosung wasn’t by the stairway so you called out for him. “I’m on the patio.” you rushed outside to join Hosung. Since it was during the summer it was hot and the heat always made Hosung feel sticky. “Here, have a glass of lemonade.” Hosung said pouring you one. He had taken his plaid shirt off and was just wearing a thin tank top. You smiled taking the glass and sitting next to him in the plastic chair. “So how was the attic adventure?” Hosung asked. You hesitated for a moment. You didn’t want to assume that the house was haunted and you didn’t want Hosung to be discouraged about his dream home so you lied. “It was boring. It’s just a bunch of crap the neighbors left.” you said not meeting his gaze. “Oh. Hey, is it alright if I invite the boys over after we finish remodeling? As like a celebratory thing?” You shrugged, “sure why not. I’m sure the boys would love to see the house.

That night a sound woke you up. You were a heavy sleeper so you were surprised that such a faint noise woke you up. Like most horror movies, the character would shoot up out of bed and then leave the comfort of their partner and go investigate. But you weren’t stupid. So when you heard the faint giggle of a little girl you knew better than to get out of bed. You wanted to wake Hosung, you really did but you tried your best to shake it off. By this time the summer heat was replaced by a cool night breeze and you shivered from having the window open. You didn’t dare get up to close the window so you snuggled closer to Hosung, trying to bury your whole body in his chest. A wave of comfort washed over you when you felt Hosung’s arms wrap around your body and pull you close. His soft breathing and the slow pace of his heart beat quickly put you to sleep

Weeks pass and you were almost done with the remodeling. Things were starting to become more active and you would wake up at odd hours of the morning, the most common times were 2 am and 4:30 am, crying because of the nightmares that you were starting to get. Hosung consoled you every night and you felt horrible that he was losing sleep because of you. He was worried about what was going on but you always refused to talk with him. Another thing you noticed was that sometimes Hosung would get really moody late at night, usually before you go to bed. Things escalated when you would get into fights. You’d never gotten into a fight with Hosung before and it was always about the house. 

“I didn’t remodel this house just to pack up and leave.” Hosung groaned throwing his dish into the sink. “I never said we should leave I’m just saying that I can’t be the only one who hears strange noises and sees things” you were aggressively scrubbing the food off the plate. “What, you think this house is haunted? You’re just paranoid.” Hosung said leaving the kitchen to pick up the food off the dining table. “I not paranoid Hosung! I hear giggling and and footsteps and my nightmares are getting worse.”  “Then see a counselor for god sakes y/n. You’re being ridiculous.” “I’m being ridiculous? Really, you think I’m faking these nightmares? You think I wake up screaming and crying on purpose, none of this happened before we moved here. I’m not making any of this up Hosung, something is wrong with this house.” “Well if you don’t like this house than leave.” Hosung spat throwing his hands in the air. You stood there shocked for a second. “Are you fucking kidding me? You think I’m just gonna walk away from this relationship and you over this stupid situation? Hosung are you serious right now?” You stopped scrubbing the food that obviously wouldn’t come off and looked at Hosung. He sighed crossing his arms. “How are we supposed to start a family if you won’t shut up about ghosts.” “I won’t shut up about ghosts? Hosung you know there’s something wrong with this house. Both of us aren’t acting the way we used too you’ve got to think something is off.” 

For the next 20 minutes you and Hosung were at each other screaming and throwing words. You were fighting to hold your tears back but this was breaking you. You were scared of what was happening between you and Hosung but he wasn’t understanding, you couldn’t get through to him. You were cut off by a glass falling off the counter. You both jumped and fell silent. After a few minutes Hosung silently spoke up. “You broke it.” Hosung said grabbing the dust pan. “How did I break it, I’m over here, it was not me.” you said sniffling. “Well it wasn’t me. That’s the third time this week that something has broke.” Hosung threw the glass in the garbage than leaned against the counter. “I’m sorry baby,” he said sighing and pulling you into a hug. You sobbed into his chest, your body shaking uncontrollably. You pulled away from him after awhile. “What’s happening to us Hosung?” “I don’t know baby. But don’t cry, we’ll get to the bottom of this. We’ll be alright.” 

Spoiler warning uwu: “None of this would’ve happened if we never played with that stupid game.” You sigh leaning against Jacob. Now Heejun and Yoonho are in the hospital,” you cut yourself off tears beginning to fall. “And Hosung is dead.” Jacob pulls you close to him and tries to comfort you. “We thought it was just a game. We never should’ve forced you into it.” Geumhyuk says. Baron said he’ll call around for a priest and see if we get him to cleanse the house as well as all of us.” “But that won’t bring back Hosung.” You continue to cry, Jacob rubs your back to get you to calm down. You stop the small talk as Baron enters the waiting room. “Any news?” Wooyoung says. Baron shakes his head. “The doctors don’t know what’s wrong with them. “That’s what they said about Hosung.” you say through the tears.

[lilyrennifer]

If I where do do a Group x Reader story, where y’all would help me pick who Reader ultimately ends up with, would you be down for that?

[xraynarvaez]

“Admit it.” X-Ray said, a shit-eating grin on his face. “Admit that I’m strong.”

“X-Ray, put me down.” Hilda said, a small laugh escaping her. She turned her head to look at him and realized just how close they were.

this was for xnvweek but I didn’t finish it in time so here it is now

I’ve finally got around to drawing these 2 dorks together again 

[archester-creations]

Rated: G

Pairing: Ash/Hilda

Wordcount: ~500

“What did you need me for?” Ash asked as she entered Hilda’s lab. Her girlfriend texted her not long ago about seeing something she finished.

“This.” Hilda placed her hand on something covered by cloth. It looked bulky, but a lot of her inventions tended to be bulky. Ash had no idea what could be under that white sheet.

“I’m happy to test anything for you,” Ash said. “But isn’t this normally Vav and X-Ray’s thing?”

Hilda averted her eyes and she went a little pink around the cheeks. “It’s not for them.” The sheet was removed without any flourish to reveal a breastplate and vambraces. Two things that were definitely not made for the other heroes, given the fact that their colour scheme was red and gold. The breastplate was an unbroken red with darker bits at the sides. The vambraces were gold, with red etched into them to turn the gold into intricate feathers.

“Woah…” Sometimes with the things Hilda normally made, it was easy to forget she was truly an artist. It was just that she didn’t usually put much artistic ‘flare’ into her inventions. Ash walked up to run her fingers against the feathers. The metal was cool under her touch. Though everything was, but this metal seemed cooler than other materials. Enough so that Ash definitely noticed. “It’s beautiful.”

“Thank you,” Hilda said with a small, proud smile. Her eyes glittered with excitement as she moved to stand next to Ash and she reached out to run her own fingers along the breastplate. When Ash did the same, she discovered it held the same odd coolness. “I made it with a special metal that shouldn’t heat up too much, even with your powers. So it won’t burn you if you wear it during battle. Not that you burn, but it’ll remain cool on the outside, too.”

“That’s so cool. Literally,” Ash said with a little laugh.

Hilda snorted. She held up the breastplate. It glimmered slightly when the lights hit it. “Do you want to try it on?”

“Help me?” Ash her arms out at her sides when Hilda nodded.

Dark red fingerless gloves went under the vambraces. They were soft, and they seemed to share the same cool quality. Ash moved around a bit once the pieces of armour were on properly and wasn’t surprised to find her mobility not at all impeded. If she wanted to, Hilda could build a full set of armour and Ash knew it’d be as easy to move in as a spandex suit.

“I made special fabric to have the same properties as the metal,” Hilda said.

“You’re amazing,” Ash said honestly. Pink burned Hilda’s cheeks again and Ash reached up to cradle them in her hands, partly just to hold Hilda and partly to let the fabric cool them down. Hilda leaned just slightly into the touch.

“You like them?” Hilda asked.

“Of course I do,” Ash said. “Thank you.”

“I want you to remain safe,” Hilda said.

“With you by my side, I know I always will be,” Ash said. Hilda flushed darker and averted her eyes downward, but there was a small smile on her face.

[jinisspace]

Dayeonies

💮 Masterlist 💮

🍡 Kpop Fan, Kdrama Fan, Anime Fan

🍡 Personal Blog for @jinisnuggets

🍡 Reblogging & Occasional daily life pictures

🍡 I mostly read about ATEEZ on here as the rest of my groups don't have many fanfics :)

🩷 Ult Groups 🩷

🍡 The Boyz, Ateez, Oneus, WayV, Enhypen, Kiss Of Life, Purple Kiss, Dreamcatcher, TXT

🩷 Soloist 🩷

🍡 Chungha, Woojin, Yuju, Jini, AleXa

🩷 Casual Listener 🩷

🍡 Aespa, Everglow, P1HARMONY, Kard, VAV, DRIPPIN, TNX, xikers, Stray Kids

[mingi-bubu]

Scenario Updates~

KPop Scenarios

I've moved the Mingi birthday trilogy into one document, so that means I can make some headway into the rest of my Taehyung T.A. au, and get started on my Mark high school au.

I have my seventeen hockey au also sort of done. I need to take another look at it again, and finish talking about the members.

And speaking of hockey, I am going to redo/finish the NCT U hockey au I created because of the “90's Love” MV.

I have a sort-of follow-up to the fledgling vampire!tyong au I posted a while back that involves other members and the creatures they are. Yes, this is just an excuse for me to talk about selkie!Hendery and basilisk!Ten.

I, of course, still have my Doyoung and Mingyu university aus that I'm working on/super need to finish. Not to jinx myself, but I really think I might get either of them done this month. Probably Doie's bc his has a lot more written than Gyu's.

I have a Taeyong enemies to lovers university scenario started, and I'm kind of loving the #bants between Johnny and YN.

My VAV Jacob university au is also probably going to come back again. Because I miss talking about my guys. And also Cobi hot. a;ldfkjsdlk

I have changed the Younghoon x reader x Hongjoong into a Younghoon x reader x Mingi. …okay, well, in my mind it's been changed. I have to actually implement it in the story.

And then I have a Junhee uni au that I started in like. September of 2020 that I promptly forgot existed after I got five paragraphs in.

CPop Scenarios

I moved all the QCYNarios into one document, so it should be easier for me to start writing them again.

I am also going to be updating the ones that are already posted to fix grammar, mainly. But I am also going to be fixing parts of it that I think are weaker.

Out of all 20 QCYNarios, a strong majority are either in-progress or yet to be written.

In my Xunario alternate ending where YN chooses Mingming instead, I have four parts of it. Two and a half are done, but I'm waiting to finish all four before posting it sequentially each week. So, like, one per week until it's all posted. I'm enjoying going back into this universe where I'm focusing on it and not the threads that stem from it.

Both

Fictober22 & 76 Kisses are both still in progress

Fictober22 has only a few left that I haven't started. A majority of them, though, are all still in progress.

76 Kisses has so many that are open to be claimed. I have a feeling that a few of the last prompts are going to become fanfic prompts, not scenario ones..

[emeraldbabygirl]

CEO Vampire St.Van au

Genre: supernatural, smut

Length: perhaps it will be short

Warnings/Kink(s): how does vampire sex work? Biting obviously uwu

You always wondered why Lee Geumhyuk acted so mysterious around everyone. His office was always dark during the day, his curtains were drawn and the lights were always off. He was always the last one to leave the building and the first to enter. He visits his employees through emails, never came out even to use the bathroom or during lunch break. 

The only photo of him you had to go by was the one in the lobby but that picture looks like it was taken when he was in his 20′s. He had to have been in his late 40′s by now. However everyone kept saying how handsome he was, both the females and the males. Did he just not age or was there something more. And why hadn’t you seen him yet?

It was 5 pm. Closing time, you were the last employee left and you had just finished gathering up your stuff and were putting your coat on when you heard a door open.

“Y/n” your head whipped to the direction of the sound and you saw the door to Geumhyuk’s office open a crack. “We need to talk.” You gulped and the slowly approached his office.

“Yes sir, is everything alright, I’m sorry I couldn’t get the last bits of paperwork finished my computer-” you cut yourself off as you enter the dark office. The temperature changed drastically making you wrap your coat tighter around you. You squinted in the dark and saw a figure at the desk. “Sir, do you want me to call for someone to fix the heat? It’s freezing in here.” As you spoke your saw your breath fog up in the dark.

“No,” the door behind you slammed shut sending a chill up your spine. You could’ve sworn he was just at his desk. You didn’t even hear his footsteps, how could he of moved so fast unless. You cut your thoughts off spinning around to face Geumhyuk. Something was off. Your heart was nearly thumping out of your chest.

“Y/n, I can call you that right? There’s something I need to tell you.” He really was cutting straight to the point. He avoided all your questions. The room was silent but if you didn’t breathe you could hear his footsteps slowly coming towards you. As he came forward you went backward. You were terrified at this point. You heard him chuckle as you met his desk. He had you trapped now.

“Geumhyuk what do you want?” You tried to put up a brave face but to be honest you were terrified. Geumhyuk has never asked to talk to his employees in his office and now all of a sudden he wants to talk to you? And the fact that it’s only the two of you in the building has you on edge.

“Are you afraid of me?” Geumhyuk asked. His tone seemed a little sad but it still sent another chill up your spine. “I can hear your heart beating.” At this comment your blood ran cold. You eyes widened in horror as the sliver of moonlight shinning through the curtains caught Geumhyuk’s smile. You couldn’t believe what you were seeing. As needle like fangs appeared in Geumhyuk’s mouth you connected all your thoughts to the scary discovery.

“You’re a vampire.” You whispered. Geumhyuk swiped his tongue over his teeth and held it under his fang. Your thoughts were out of control right now and all you wanted to do right now was run. Your brain was screaming at you to run but your body was frozen.

Geumhyuk grabbed your wrists and pinned you down onto his desk. “Your heart is beating so fucking fast. You’re like my little field mouse waiting for me to sink my teeth into your flesh.” You mousely squeaked as the pressure on your wrists increased.

“Please, don’t hurt me.” You were done asking him what he wanted you just hoped if you begged enough he wouldn’t kill you. Geumhyuk chuckled and ghosted his lips over yours.

“I’ll try not to.” He said going in for a kiss, but his lips only grazed yours and before you could react his grip around you tightened and you felt that piercing pain of his fangs break the skin on your neck.

Hello, this has been sitting in my drafts for idk two years and I decided to clear out my drafts. Some fanfics and ideas I trashed cause I will never write them and the rest I probably won’t write anymore of it so I’ll just post them. Since I don’t think I can continue to write this one I’ll post it as like a short lil cliff hanger story? Also it is spooky season so this is perfect.

I also still have the Bait fic that I do want to write for this year. I wrote so much last year that I tired myself out. We’ll see what happens this year but tbh I don’t think I’ll be writing any fanfics anymore, at least not for a while. Please enjoy these last couple bits. Also I edited the last bit for the cliff hanger effect. Also also I told someone that I would write something for them and I capped their username but I must’ve deleted it cause I can’t find it :( idek if this person is still on tumblr but I remember them saying they were looking forward to it and you might not even remember me but I’m really sorry it took so long. I do hope you find and like this lil piece :)

[faes-land]

Hi everyone!! I know it’s been a hot ass minute since I’ve last posted and I’m really sorry. Work and school have been kicking my ass lately, so I haven’t written much :( anyway I was wondering if I should keep my fics here or move to AO3?

I have a few idea for new fics...I’m currently obsessed with ATEEZ so...let me know what you think I should do!

I take requests!!!

[chanyouchan]

Pac-Man e beijinhos

⠀⠀📌 Capinha para o projeto Fantasyisland;

⠀⠀ ¸ Ꮺ໋ Em caso de inspiração, credite-me. ⠀⠀ NÃO pegue ou utilize sem a minha ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀autorização;

⠀⠀ 📅 27/05/2021

[littleshopofk-pop]

## boy group masterlist [2]

› seventeen

choi seungcheol

OS

› daddy ~ kinktober '21 day 12 [S]

yoon jeonghan hong jisoo wen junhui kwon soonyoung jeon wonwoo lee jihoon lee seokmin kim mingyu

OS

› lust kinktober '21 day 5 [S]

xu myungho boo seungkwan choi vernon lee chan

› stray kids*

bang chan

OS

› tease kinktober '21 day 6 [S]

lee minho

OS

› chained up kinktober '21 day 15 [S]

seo changbin hwang hyunjin han jisung lee felix kim seungmin yang jeongin

› the boyz

lee sangyeon

bae jacob

kim younghoon

lee jaehyun

lee juyeon

moon kevin

TIMESTAMPS

› [01:49 AM] [C]

choi chanhee

ji changmin

OS

› pillowtalk kinktober '21 day 11 [S]

ju haknyeon

kim sunwoo

son eric

› the rose

kim woosung

park dojoon

lee hajoon

lee jaehyeong

› txt

choi yeonjun

OS

› slow motion kinktober '21 day 17 [S]

choi soobin choi beomgyu kang taehyun huening kai

› vav

lee geumhyuk chou chunghyeop jang wooyoung noh yoonho zhang jacob kim hosung park heejun

› victon*

han seungwoo kang seungsik heo chan lim sejun do hanse choi byungchan jung soobin

› soloists

to be updated ...

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[ineffable-writings]

Secret's Out

Word Count: 960

Genre: Fluff

A/N: I love VAV and I was so happy when this was requested!! By the way I used his real name rather than Ziu! I hope you all enjoy!

You tried to keep your hand from shaking as you held out the flyer to him.

“We are having a concert and we would like our student section to be filled as much as possible. If you could come it’d mean alot to me.” you spoke slowly in attempt to not stutter over your words but you did a little anyways.

He took it out of your hand and flashed you a calming, sincere smile which made you feel instantly relieved. Which soon went away when you noticed his fingers brushing past yours in the process. You turned quickly to walk away before he could start a conversation.

His efforts to open his mouth and say something went unheard and unnoticed by you, but not by your friend who watched the whole thing.

“He was totally gonna talk to you, Y/N! Why are you like this, ugh,” she said getting annoyed more over the situation than you.

“I can't!! I would end up saying something dumb or embarrass myself!” She sighed out loudly, but said nothing. She linked arms with you as both head down the hall for lunch. Once you arrived in the lunchroom you felt a tap and turned around expecting your friend that comes to eat lunch with you.

“Hey, how was algeb-” your sentence was cut short by Heejun standing in front of you.

“Heyyy Y/N, I was just wondering if I could sit with you two at lunch,” he said motioning to you and your friend, “I had some questions about the concert and all my friends are busy for lunch today.”

“Of course you can!!!” you friend said before you could reply. The wait in the line for the cafeteria food was awkward and sitting down to eat together was even more awkward. You sat there chewing on your lip trying to find something to talk about.

“Y/N” you suddenly hear and it brings you back. Your friend and Heejun stare at you and you notice you had been spaced out for the past ten minutes.

“I'm sorry, I'm so out of it today because I didn't get a lot of sleep,” you say as an excuse.

“Honestly I think it's just because you got a crush on-” your friend stops immediately and her eyes are wide staring at you with her hand up towards Heejun. You are staring back with a horrified look, not daring to see his reaction.

You get up from your seat quickly, not even checking his expression and leaving at lightning speed. You could hear them calling from behind you, but you didn't stop.

You weren't a usually nervous person and didn't know how you were to even recover from that. You just knew you had to get out of there and fast. The next time you saw your friend she just gave you a whole slew of apologies. And anytime you saw him, you tried your best to avoid him.

 A couple times you failed and made eye contact, but quickly looked away and walked off. The day of the concert came and you were sitting in your group with the rest of the trumpet section. You started to perform when halfway through you noticed a familiar dark haired boy sitting in the third row of the student section. He actually came.

He was smiling the whole time and it seemed as if his eyes didn't remove themselves from your spot. You could feel your face getting red, but it wasn't because of the hard work you were putting into playing your instrument. After the concert you fled to the back, putting up your trumpet then collecting your bags quickly. You asked your section leader for the go ahead to leave as soon as she nodded you left the doors.

Suddenly you felt a hand on your wrist that pulled you back from your getaway. You were surprised to see him, Heejun, standing in front of you. He said nothing before pulling a bouquet of bright colored roses from behind his back. Your jaw dropped at the sweet gesture.

Was this real life? You couldn't put together what was really happening. He finally spoke up and you were glad he did because you were so unsure of what to say.

“I knew this was a big deal for you, so I tried to do something a little more meaningful for you,” he said he looked down at the floor, “Your friend told me about how you had a crush-”

“Ugh, can we just please not talk about that, I'm so...” you cut him off, you didn't want to get into this again and it caused your cheeks to inflame again.

“I came because I actually like you too…”

“Oh…” you mumbled out.

“I've liked you for awhile and kept wanting to talk to you, but we have no classes so i didn't know how, then you invited me to your concert so I thought maybe then,” he explained, “That's why I asked to have lunch with you, the plans changed a little,” he said with a little laugh, “But I guess it still worked out?”

You were speechless you just stared at him while he talked and kept glancing from him, to the flowers, to the floor. “Y/N, do you think you'd be willing to come somewhere for me now? Since I came to your concert.”

“Where?”

“I’d like to take you on a real date and get to know you better.

“That sounds great,” you said happily.

“Great, here you go, I will call you tonight then.” he said handing the flowers to you. He leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on your cheek before turning to walk back down the hall.

[miagwynwrites]

Genre: smut

Pairings: lee geumhyuk x female reader

A/N: I really wanna write for vav again but I suck at this fic stuff but I crave this man omg so here’s a lil thingy hehe EDIT: THIS WAS EMBARRASSING TO WRITE I AM GIGGLING :3 🦬

The room was loud with the noises of your breathing and skin against skin. Your thighs pushed against your stomach as your husband pounded into you like a jackhammer through concrete. It felt like slow motion, the way his cock rammed inside you kissing your cervix and pulling away leaving you wanting more, feeling every inch of his cock push and pull around your cunt.

“My pretty flower.” Geumhyuk moaned softly as he tore up your guts. “You’re so so gorgeous like this. Such a good girl for me.” Your eyes rolled back at the praise as your hands grabbed the sheets on either side of you. Geumhyuk pushed your thighs closer to your stomach with each stroke. It was getting harder to breathe so after letting him know he let you lower your legs. “Sorry, I got a little carried away you just look so cute and breedable with your legs above your head I just couldn’t help myself.”

“Geummie baby,” you choked out your legs feeling limp against his thighs. He rested both his hands on either side of your head his body above you, his beautiful brown eyes piercing through you. “I love you so much oh god.” You blurted out feeling your orgasm drawing near.

“I love you too y/n, I wanna fill you up so full of my seed. I want you to carry my babies oh you’d look so beautiful with a big round belly. Just knowing that I made you a mother would drive me crazy. Baby I could fill you so full of cum and you’d take all of it. I know you would you always do. You’re such a good girl, you’d be an amazing mother please let me fill you up.” At Geumhyuk’s request you felt your thighs start to shake. He slowed down his cock pushing inside you even more than you thought possible.

Geumhyuk’s hair was wet with sweat, sticking to his forehead, his abs were sweating, his tattoos on his arms were shining. You grabbed his arms and squeezed digging your finger nails into his skin.

“You wanna mark me don’t you baby. Are you close? I can feel the way your cunt hugs my cock. Let’s cum together hmm? I wanna fill you up, wanna give you kids so bad.” As he sped up your thighs shook around him. Arching your back off the mattress you threw your head back onto the pillow. The thought of your husband cumming inside you without a condom and getting you pregnant just made your orgasm come closer and faster. He wanted you to be a mother? He wanted you to be full of his seed? Carry a baby inside you and become a mother? He really wanted to be a daddy? You had talked about this a lot as he was always bragging about how good of a mother you’d be but the thought driving him wild was so attractive to you. What he wanted and how he was going to do it.

You had stars in your eyes when he told you to look at him. Stars and hearts and glitter, jeez you were so so over the top, head over heels in love with your husband and you would do anything to make him happy and you knew full well he’d do the same. Geumhyuk’s thrusting slowed and became sloppy, his breath hitched, he leaned closer to you as he whispered all the things you loved to hear. About how much he loved your body no matter what size you were and how he couldn’t wait to dive in between your thighs just to make you cum over and over.

“My pretty wife and her pretty body and pretty pretty pussy.” He growled in your ear his lips now marking up your neck sucking and biting at the skin.

“Geummie I- I’m so close!” You squeaked. Your hands pulled away from his arms and ran through his hair. He smashed his lips into yours his thrusting speeding up again. You both moaned, his face buried in your neck. He pulled away and curses fell from his lips. You were both so close you just needed to push him over the edge. “Please Geummie baby, give me your babies please. I wanna feel your cum all the way inside me pretty please baby.” You choked out.

That was all he needed as you felt hot ropes shoot out coating your walls with his sticky yogurt. You both screamed, exchanging curse words. You came, your thigh shaking around Geumhyuk’s waist. Chanting “fuck” and “I love you” over and over as your cunt pulsed around his cock. You felt him twitch inside you as the last of his seed filled you up. Without even pulling out he collapsed on top of you his head falling against your soft breasts, his breathing tickled your nipples. Your hand came up to gently pet him on the head.

“Thank you y/n. Thank you for being my wife and just everything. I love you so much, you did such a good job my pretty flower.” You smiled and he rose up and when he pulled out the sounds that followed almost made you cum a second time. You wanted to sleep but your husband wasn’t done making you feel good. Wasting no time he pushed your thighs apart and dove down his tongue lapping up your juices like a thirsty dog. The way his tongue and teeth licked and pulled against you skin oh he was fully making out with your pussy lips and boy did it feel amazing. So amazing your thighs squeezed around him but he grunted before stopping.

“Keep them open for me pretty. I’m not done making my wifey feel good. You deserve to cum again don’t you think. Just close your eyes and Daddy will take care of you.” You hummed your hand reaching for the strands on his head. “Gonna make you feel so so good. I love you.” He hummed before his tongue disappeared inside your walls again.

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Genre: Fluff

Warnings: ---

Word Count: 843

Characters: Baron (VAV)/Choi Chunghyop x Fem!Reader

*The image doesn’t belong to me, credits to the owner.*

ChungHyop came out of the bathroom freshly showered, making his way towards the bed with careful steps, trying not to wake up his wife.

Laying down on the bed underneath the silk covers the man moved towards his lover, spooning her and allowing his hand to rest on top of her growing stomach. His favourite place to be. The place he hated to have to leave every morning.

Y/N stirred as she felt her husband's presence on the bed with her. A smile appeared on her tired face as her hand moved toward his, resting above it as her thumb drew soft circles on her lover's skin.

"Honey, you're home...." she softly stated, allowing her body to relax against his as his scent filled her lungs. ChungHyop hummed, pressing a soft kiss to her shoulder. Y/N chuckled sleepily, feeling their daughter's incessant kicks as soon as she felt her father's warmth come in contact with her mother's womb.

"She missed you," Y/N stated making her lover smile against her warm skin. "She was very active today, only went to sleep when I decided to play a clip of you singing while trying to calm her down. She was kicking my ribs so hard it actually became hard to breathe." She sighed, face scrunched up as she remembered the painful evening. "I guess she's excited her daddy is really here now."

"I missed both of my loves, too. It was really productive today, though, we got to finish the four final tracks and still had time to put a choreography together." He said, sharing how his day had been, something they always did before sleep. However, with the preparations for the new album, Chunghyeop got home quite late and with the pregnancy starting to take a toll on Y/N who most of the times was too far gone into dreamland at the time of her husband's arrival that habit had been lost, somehow, but their relationship was going as strong as ever.

All they needed was each other's presence, each other's warmth. Soon, ChungHyop was to enlist in order to fulfil his duty of protecting and serving his country.

It saddened him that he wasn't going to be able to witness his daughter's first months of life where things change so fast and many things happen all at once. The man sighed pulling her in closer and leaving a feather kiss on her shoulder.

"I'm gonna miss this so much. I will lose so many of our baby's first's, however, I know I couldn't have picked a better partner to share my little one with." He stated, causing her to smile shyly. Y/N placed her hand on top of his and intertwined their fingers, allowing them to lay on top of her tummy where their baby seemed to be wide awake and throwing a dance party. "Please don't give up on us even if it's hard..." He begged, voice trembling.

Y/N's heart skipped a beat hearing him cry. She turned around with some difficulty due to the added weight from the baby and faced her fiance.

"Cheungyop, I would never. You know it! It's your duty to serve our country and me and baby girl will be proudly watching you succeed at yet another goal. When the time comes we will be here waiting for our hero to come back home to us." She smiles sweetly, wiping a tear that slid down his eyes.

Chunghyop hugged her, placing a loving kiss on her forehead. He had really lucked out in life, he had a partner in the same person he had a best friend, a supporter. He did not know when it happened but he fell deeply in love with the woman lying beside him every night. The woman he wanted to call his for the rest of his life and with whom he planned to officialize his union as soon as he was discharged from his mandatory service.

"You're the best thing that has ever happened to me, Y/N, no one can compare. I love you, I always will. Forever. No matter what," He promised. "I will always protect you and out little Chaeyeon."

"You are my soulmate, Choi Chunghyop. I have loved you in a thousand different lives," She smiled, kissing his lips.

That night they fell asleep in between promises and plans for the future. One thing they were sure of was that they would never meet someone who could compare to the other. As many people as they spoke to or met, there was no one who could comprehend the other like they did each other or give them the warmth and familiarity they had. Someone who listened, who was there and who always tried to walk a mile in the other's shoes to understand, someone they could never find in anyone else but each other.

They were each other's 'it'.

In the end, maybe it wasn't their first love they compared everyone they ended up meeting to, but their soulmate.

There is no heart for us like our soulmate's.

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12 Days of Demon Ayno - Day 12 (18+)

Supernatural AU

Pairing: demon! Ayno (Noh YoonHo) VAV / Female reader

Genre: Fluff / Smut

Warnings: Cussing, alcohol consumption, unprotected sex (be safe!)

Word Count: 2752

AU: Ok. TMI: I suffer from depression which means that I either can’t stop writing, or can’t make myself write...which is why it takes me forever. And sometimes I have writing ADD (well, I have that too...) and I can write 100 words on 5 different things, but not 500 words on one thing. I’m so sorry. Really. 

This should have been done in Dec of 19. It was finished in June of 20. I’m not sure anyone is still reading this. Is anyone here? If so, and you want me to keep going, send me a message. You can send anon. If you’re still here, thank you. Really- thank you.

Demon Ayno: Summoned, Thanksgiving, 12 Days: Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 | Day 7 | Day 8 | Day 9 | Day 10 | Day 11| Day 12 | NYE | Lunar New Year

On the 12th Day of Christmas: You & Ayno Brought Each Other Joy

The week leading up to Christmas had been bliss. With the exception of a few social obligations, you’d had absolutely nothing planned- leading you to spend your days in pajamas and lazing around on the couch and in bed with Ayno. It was just like when he had arrived in October- not having to be around anyone else or pretend to be human had allowed him to revert to bad-boy demon mode and it had pretty much turned into an eight day fuck fest. It had been a whole week of pure indulgence- the words “no” and “stop” never fell from your lips, but you had uttered plenty of “yes”, “more” and “don’t stop”. It was a good thing you didn’t have to go back to work until after New Year’s Day and it was turtleneck season, because your neck was a patchwork of purples and magenta, and your inner thighs were bruised beyond belief…you felt like you existed in a permanently blissed out state.

It wasn’t the only thing you did: You braved the cold to go see White Christmas on the big screen, and again to go to the Christmas carol sing-along at the college. You had been suckered into attending a cookie exchange, and although baking was still a disaster for him, Ayno cheerfully made the dough but left the actual baking of the cookies to you…and you left the eating of the cookies you brought back home to him.

Your favorite thing by far was all the moments when you just cuddled and enjoyed each other’s company in comfortable silence; or the opposite when you talked endlessly to each other about everything. But either way, you were always wrapped in Ayno’s arms- often snuggled against his chest, breathing in the spicy earthy smell that was uniquely his.

You passed on going to your mom’s house for Christmas Eve- you were unwilling to leave Ayno at home, but you weren’t sure they were all ready for each other after the Thanksgiving fiasco. Instead you opted to spend the afternoon in the kitchen with him, drinking wine and cooking dinner, stealing kisses, and laughing uncontrollably as he would break out into random dances to Christmas carols on the radio.

The two of you went through a whole bottle of wine while you cooked plus another entire bottle of wine at dinner, and it caught up to you around 10 as you were laying on top of Ayno, who was gently rubbing your back as you watched “While You Were Sleeping”. Your eyes grew heavy, and you felt Ayno pick you up and carry you to bed. He climbed in and spooned up behind you, placing soft kisses on the back of your neck, and wrapping his strong arms around you.

*          *          *

It was a little before two when you woke up cold and alone. You slipped out from between the covers and wrapping the throw blanket at the end of the bed around your shoulders, went in search of your demon and his unnatural body heat.

You found him- sitting on a blanket on the living room floor, knees pulled to his chest and his chin resting on them, gazing up at his beautiful glowing Christmas tree.

“Ayno? You ok?” you asked softly. He unfolded himself and opened his arms, beckoning to you with his hands. You went straight to him, letting him wrap his arms around you and pull you to lay on the floor with him. “Did I wake you?”, he asked as he placed a kiss on your forehead, “I was trying to be quiet.”

“No. I was just cold…and I missed you being next to me. I know the not needing sleep thing makes it boring just laying there.”

“I do not mind. I like looking at you when you sleep. You are so beautiful and peaceful. Sometimes I talk to you…”

“I’ve never heard you…”

He smiled and spoke in barely a whisper “I am very quiet. And I speak in my language so it will seem like background noise to you.”

You giggled, “What do you say? Are you telling me demon bedtime stories?”

He laughed lightly, “I do not think we have those…our stories are not the kind of thing that helps people sleep.”

“I don’t know…you seem to help me sleep…”

Ayno smiled and gave a slight laugh “That is not because I am telling you soothing stories, it is because I wear you out…” he said as he brought his lips to yours.

His kisses were achingly soft as he lifted you and slipped your shirt off over your head. You felt the cold sting your nipples to rigid attention. Ayno cupped your breast and let his thumb graze lightly over the bud as he lowered you back down to the blanket. His hands traveled down your sides and waist until he hooked his fingers into the waist of your pajama shorts and underwear so he could pull them off as he continued down your legs to your feet. He reached down and slowly ran his hands from thigh to ankle, and cupping your heel he brought your foot to his lips, delicately kissing the ball, arch and heel before bringing his lips to your ankle bone and beginning to leave a trail of kisses along your calf, the back of your knee, and up your inner thigh. You could feel his hands running soothingly up and down the outside of your leg as he went. You giggled as he nipped gently at your inner thighs “Mmm what are you doing No?” He smiled against your skin. “I am memorizing you. So even if I spent a thousand years in the circles of hell, I would still know every line and every curve.” He skipped over the place you most wanted him to touch and instead went straight to your other inner thigh kissing and nipping and working his way back down to your foot just as he had on the other side. After he had kissed each of your toes gently from biggest to smallest, he leveraged himself over you, and starting at your hip bone begin placing kisses in an arc just above your pubic bone before stroking his cheeks on your stomach, and ghosting kisses around your belly button. You ran your fingers into his hair, thumbs brushing over his temples and cheekbones as you breathed soft sighs of contentment. While you kept wanting Ayno to rough you up a little bit now and then, there was no denying that when he loved you gently you melted under his touch. His lips continued to explore your skin as he worked his way up your body, leaving gentle touches in the valley between your breasts, and then gently circling your mounds until he placed his hot mouth over your cold nipples, swirling his tongue and sucking. He ran his hands from your hips up your sides and breasts over your shoulders and down your arms until he reached your hands, threading his fingers between yours, and lifting your hands over your head. Ayno lowered his body and positioned himself at your entrance while still gently kissing your face and neck. He pushed himself inside at a slow steady pace, until he filled you completely. He stayed there, his body was flush with yours, creating as much skin on skin contact as possible. He pressed his cheek to yours as he continued kissing and sucking your neck and earlobe as he gently thrust into you at a steady pace. You closed your eyes, focusing on the incredible feeling of his weight on you, all over you, moving inside you. Wishing there was a way to get even closer, you wrapped your legs around his hips. Ayno lifted his head and kissed you passionately. He stayed close, nuzzling your nose with his, and lips still brushing yours and leaving fleeting kisses. When you opened your eyes to look at him, the tender look in his eyes caused your breath hitch. He looked deeply into your eyes with that soul penetrating gaze he had. “Thank you for keeping me. In all my years, nothing compares to these last weeks. Nothing even comes close.”   His words left you speechless, so you squeezed his hands and brought your mouth to his, hoping you could convey your emotions in the kiss. You felt his thrusts gaining speed and getting more intense. The familiar heat began to build in your belly, your toes tingled, stars appeared in your vision and you keened softly when Ayno hit the spot that made your legs start shaking and your whole-body jolt.  Your walls tightened around him as he took you over the edge. He slowed his pace, his hands squeezing yours tightly until he thrust into you one last time. He laid there and kissed you tenderly as his body softened and he could slide out of you without overstimulating you. 

 You had no idea how long you just laid there in each other’s arms just nuzzling and kissing, but Ayno’s bond with you told him you needed some after care. He wrapped you in your blanket before he padded off to the kitchen. He returned a few moments later, pajamas having magically reappeared on his body, with ice water and snacks- which he promptly began feeding you.

 “Do you want your present now?”, he asked, looking over at the tree, barely able to contain his excitement.

“It’s not Christmas yet!”, you laughed.

He pointed at the clock. “It is three hours past midnight. It is Christmas Day.”

Technically he was right, and he looked so hopeful.

“Ok,ok! Do you want yours?”

“I get a present too?”

“Of course you get a present! Did you really think I wouldn’t get you something?”, you said with mock offense.

He grinned. “Never got a present before! ...never celebrated Christmas before either. I did not really expect anything...already have you, so I consider myself spoiled anyway.”

If any other person had ever said that to you, you would have considered it the cheesiest fake line ever...but you knew Ayno meant it with utter sincerity.

He reached under the tree and pulled out a brown cardboard gift box

“You first!”, he said excitedly. “If you do not like it, tell me and I will fix it.” He seemed a little nervous. What kind of presents did demons give exactly? You undid the bow and cautiously opened the lid. You parted the tissue paper and pulled out a long, wide scarf that had been knit in an intricate open pattern out of soft cloud-like yarn in the most luscious color you had ever seen. “Do you like it?” he asked as he took it from you and began to drape it around your neck.

“Ayno, this is beautiful! …it’s so soft! …and the color is amazing…where did you get this?”

Ayno smiled shyly, “I made it for you.”

You sat staring at him with your mouth hanging open. “You made it???”

“Mmm-hmm. There is a shop downtown called “Knitch”. It is populated mostly with women who are nearer to death than not. They practice the old arts by using sticks and hooks to make things from fibers. I liked watching them. They noticed my interest, so they showed me how to do it…apparently I am clever with my hands. Do…do you like it?”

“I love it. It’s beautiful. I’ve never had someone make me a gift… I had no idea you could do this. I don’t ever want to take it off.”

He smiled proudly. “Now I will know you are warm when I am not with you. It is made from the hair of an alpaca and an angora rabbit, so we will have to clean it carefully.” He paused as he fluffed and adjusted it around your neck. “I am so relieved it pleases you…I was afraid you would not like it.”

 You took a small box out from under the tree. “I feel a little guilty about yours now. It seems so impersonal.”, you said as you somewhat reluctantly handed him the box.

Ayno’s face glowed as he turned the box over in his hands and ran his fingers over the foil paper. “So shiny! You wrap so well. I must learn this from you.” You expected him to rip into it with the fervor of a five-year-old, but he surprised you by carefully removing the tape at the seams and unfolding the edges. He lifted the paper away to reveal the gleaming white box with the holographic rectangle and number. He looked at it curiously before sliding the lid off and staring wide eyed at the object inside. He looked at you, and back at the box, a smile slowly spreading across his face. “For me??”

“Yes.”

“It is real? I may use it?”

You laughed. “Of course it’s real. And I got it so you could use it.”

He gently lifted it out and turned it over in his hands. “It looks just like yours! It even has the little apple on it!”

“Yes- we have the same model iPhone. But you have your own phone number. I hated that we had no way to get in touch with each other during the day, and well…it seems like you’re going to be staying awhile…”

You looked up into his face, his dark eyes filled with affection. He pulled you back into his arms, burying his face into the crook of your neck beneath the scarf. You realized that for you, giving Ayno his own phone had been a practical decision…but for Ayno it was far more: he had keenly observed that couples seemed to be linked by their phones – sending texts, calling, shared calendars and lots of pictures. While you had verbally acknowledged the relationship- and your desire to continue it…to him this was a physical symbol of that: a sign that you had accepted- and desired him as something fixed in your life.

“So exciting! Now I will look like everyone else at the coffee shop!” he said grinning.

“We can set it up and order you a case tomorrow, well, later today,” you said as you watched him power it on. “…or right now…”

“Can I play Candy Crush on it??”

“Yes, but you’ll have to start back at level 1.”

He was undeterred. “That is ok. Then I will have three stars on all my levels.” he said giving you a pointed look.

“So many languages…” he said scrolling through the list to make his choice.

“Is yours there?” you asked curiously.

He laughed “I think not…although more of us have cell phones than you might imagine.”

He happily set about picking a background, chose dark mode, let it scan his face for ID, set up a passcode (your birthday), found the app store and began downloading Candy Crush and Snapchat. Then he opened his “contacts” icon, pushed the “+” sign and handed his phone to you. You typed in your name, cell and office numbers, e-mail, and the apartment address.

“No picture?” he said as you handed it back to him. “Well, it’s the picture that will take up your whole screen when I call… so I’ll send you one that wouldn’t embarrass you…or me…to have everyone see it.” you explained.

Suddenly his face lit up. He pulled you into his lap, and turned on the camera to portrait mode, flipped it to front facing, and held his arm high as he brought his head next to yours and snapped his phone’s first selfies. He smiled with joy as he gazed at the two of you: still flushed with afterglow, colored lights reflecting off his blonde hair, bright smiles and all wrapped in each other’s arms. He immediately set it as his lock screen. “You don’t think we’ve taken better pictures?” you asked looking at your happy but disheveled faces .

He shook his head, “Look at us”, he said admiring the pic again, “so beautiful- happiness…affection...look how we fit together…all that is good in your world is reflected in us here. Now I have this moment forever.”

You threw your arms around him and held him as tight as you could. His arms came around you, holding you fast against him, his fingers in your hair and his soft cheek rubbing against yours. You wished you could stop time so this feeling would never end.

“Merry Christmas, Ayno”, you whispered.

“Merry Christmas.”