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fixxofvixx · 2 years

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BLOODRIGHT - Vampire Taekwoon AU - Chapter 21

Hello! It's been a while but I'm still here! I hope you are too! This chapter stumped me so much as I couldn't figure out how I wanted it to go.

I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think! Love you all!!!!

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"Taekwoon!" In a flash, the door burst open and his hand was wrapped around Kaxon's throat before you could blink.

"What the hell did you do?!"

"He tried to bite me."

When Taekwoon heard your words, his face changed to pure rage.

"You have a death wish. You promised to help her and you're trying to bite her?! Are you insane? Do you even have a cure?"

"I--agh--I a-am the c-cure!" Kaxon was having trouble forming words with Taekwoon squeezing his throat. You were surprised his head was still attached, honestly.

"What the hell are you talking about?!" Taekwoon lightened his grip so Kaxon could talk.

"I am the cure. That's why you can't produce a cure. It's inside me. I have to bite her."

“Do you think I’m an idiot? Did you really think I would let you come in here and bite her? You must have lost your mind! Cure her now before I rip your head off!” Takewoon was practically seething as he tightened his grip on Kaxon again.

Kaxon’s hands clawed at Taekwoon’s, trying to get him to let go. In a moment of desperation, Kaxon pulled something from his pocket and stuck it into Taekwoon’s ribs. Taekwoon grunted in pain when an electric shock coursed through his body. The voltage was enough to send Taekwoon stumbling back, landing on the floor, dazed.

Kaxon came to stand next to you and your heart lurched. With Taekwoon incapacitated, you didn’t know what Kaxon would do. You wanted to run but there was no strength left in you.

“Rest assured, Y/N, I did not come here to hurt you. Your heart does not need to beat so fast. It’s just a taser and it won’t hurt him. Of course, there’s about 5 times the amount of voltage in this thing….he is a royal after all.” Kaxon turned the taser over and over in his hand while Taekwoon rose to his feet, fuming.

Kaxon held up the taser in front of you and smiled, “Would you like one?”

“Kaxon, I suggest you give her the cure so I can tear each limb from your body slowly….with my bare hands. If you had any hope of leaving here alive, that is gone now.”

In the blink of an eye, Kaxon moved and placed himself behind you on the bed. Taekwoon’s movements were a second slower, most likely because of the electricity still running through his body. Kaxon was kneeling behind you but didn’t touch you. To be honest, when you quickly glanced behind you, you caught a glimmer of fear in his eyes.

Did Kahn really have something he needed? He was willing to go against Taekwoon, who is obviously stronger, just to have a chance for you to help him.

“Taekwoon, I’ve told you how I can cure her. The longer you wait, the worse it will get.”

“You son of a–”

“Stop!” You spoke up before another fight could start. Taekwoon looked at you in confusion.

“Y/N…”

“I’m tired…..I’m tired of being sick…I’m tired of you both fighting. Please…just stop.” You took a deep breath, your own outburst draining more of your energy.

“But, Y/N….” Taekwoon inched closer, hoping to remove Kaxon from the bed behind you while talking with you.

“Taekwoon….please? I don’t want to see any death today, alright? I want to be able to stand up on my own, walk around the garden, and eat something more than porridge. Please….” Surprisingly, tears formed in your eyes and you realized how helpless you really felt. Thankfully, Taekwoon finally understood.

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry.” He came to stand next to you and took your hand. “No more fighting. Kaxon, remove yourself and we’ll talk.”

"Of course." Kaxon spoke slowly as if he was reluctant to trust Taekwoon's words. Once he was off the bed, he stood next to the bedpost, waiting for Taekwoon to begin but you spoke first.

"Explain this to me. I'm not going to blindly let you bite me unless you can prove that what you are saying is true."

Kaxon was silent for a moment, carefully choosing his words.

"The virus is developed using my blood. I'm not a full royal vampire like my brother. Whoever my father is….." Kaxon paused for a moment and then cleared his throat. "He gave me some type of blood that works as a type of poison. After a while, I was able to develop an antidote for it."

"So why can't you just give me the antidote?"

"It doesn't work on its own. For years, I injected every imaginable solution into my body to try and neutralize the poison. After a while, I realized that it works but only in a certain way. The antidote is produced by the enzyme that is released when I bite someone. Once it's out of my body, it doesn't work."

"You expect us to believe that?" Taekwoon began to walk towards Kaxon but you stopped him with a hand on his arm.

"Is he lying?" You knew Taekwoon was monitoring Kaxon's heartbeat for anything that would indicate he wasn't telling the truth.

"Not that I can tell but….."

"I thought other vampires can't bite me?"

"I am not allowed to take any blood from you and I will not. Your blood is now protected and I would be in worse shape than you if I tried." Your thoughts turned over and over in your head. Knowing Taekwoon would never agree, you went with your gut instinct.

"What about Taekwoon? Is the poison still in his body?"

"No, his royal blood neutralized the poison long ago."

"Then….do it."

"Y/N!"

"Taekwoon…. the doctor your mom brought couldn't do anything. He knows if he's lying you wouldn't let him walk out of here alive. Right, Kaxon?"

"Right you are, my lady."

"Kaxon…." Taekwoon's distaste for Kaxon's choice of words wasn't lost on you.

"I address her with the utmost respect, I assure you." Kaxon turned to you and continued. "Thank you for believing in my words. I swear upon my name that you will feel as good as new in a couple of hours."

Kaxon stepped forward slowly, aware of Taekwoon's position beside you.

"Mother."

In a couple of moments, Taekwoon's mother burst through the door followed by the doctor.

"What is it?"

"Your Highness, I assure you that I will completely cure y/n. She has agreed to my method and–"

"He wants to bite her!"

"Have you gone mad, Kaxon? What do you mean?"

"Kaxon has explained how the poison in my body works. The only way to cure it is for him to bite me."

"And you trust him, y/n?"

"Trust might be a bit of a stretch…..but I am willing to believe him considering he wouldn't leave alive if he killed me."

"Right you are, my dear. Taekwoon, let's trust y/n's decision. Come over here with me."

"But–"

"You are free to kill and dismember me in any fashion you see fit should I fail, Taekwoon. I promise you that."

"There'll be nothing left of you, Kaxon. Know that." Taekwoon walked over to his mother and stood with his arms over his chest.

Kaxon walked over to you and held out his hand for your arm. He kneeled on one knee before your bed. You didn't dare to look at Taekwoon lest you chickened out.

"This won't be long. You'll be up and dancing by this evening." Kaxon lowered his head to your arm and you closed your eyes. You could feel his breath on your skin and you tried very hard not to pull away. You couldn't imagine anyone else besides Taekwoon biting you and your mind automatically wanted to reject it.

After a moment you felt his teeth pierce your skin. You had been prepared for excruciating pain but you felt nothing. Surprised, you looked at your arm and, sure enough, his teeth were embedded in your skin. A numbing sensation traveled from your arm to the rest of your body. You felt slightly dizzy but didn't feel the need to pass out.

After a few moments, Kaxon released your arm and leaned back.

"Doctor, I trust you will be able to patch her up?" Kaxon looked at you, "I will not close these and let them heal on their own. I'm sure Taekwoon would not like the usual method of closing wounds."

You blushed slightly, thinking of the many times Taekwoon had taken care of the bites with his tongue. Kaxon stood from the floor only to walk a couple of steps and collapse back onto the hard wood.

You gasped and looked up for help from Taekwoon but realized he wasn't there. Your eyes cut to his mother but she was checking on Kaxon.

"Taekwoon?" You jumped when your call was greeted in return with a loud crash. Her heart sank. He was mad. So mad in fact that he wouldn't even come back to your side after Kaxon had supposedly cured you. Once the doctor had finished with your arm, he joined Taekwoon's mother.

"Y/N, we'll take Kaxon to another room. You just rest and I'm sure Taekwoon will be along shortly.

You nodded and let your back settle against the headboard again, waiting.

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Three hours later, Taekwoon was still gone.

Was he that upset with your decision? You indeed felt at least ninety percent better but he never came to check on you.

You stood from the bed finally and headed to the bathroom for a shower. You had a small measure of hope that Taekwoon would appear once you were finished.

Your hope died when you exited the bathroom only to find his mother sitting on the edge of your bed.

"Don't be discouraged, my dear. He's only mad for a bit. He'll come around, just give him some time." She stood and headed for the door. "Kaxon is still out. Perhaps everything will look brighter in the morning."

You could only nod. You feared speaking would cause a sudden onslaught of tears. You wanted Taekwoon. He was supposed to be by your side, rejoicing in the fact that you were getting better.

"I prepared some soup downstairs for you. You should eat something." She smiled before leaving you in the room once again.

Food definitely sounded good but you wanted to find Taekwoon first. Opening Taekwoon's closet, you put on one of his robes over the nightgown his mother had left for you earlier. Once you were out in the hallway it seemed as if it had been forever since you'd seen the outside of the room. Going to the right would lead you to the stairs and then the kitchen. But the left led to the rooms upstairs. You figured Taekwoon would be the furthest from people so you started to the left.

There was no trace of him on the second floor so you tried the third floor. You had only been up there a couple of times but it was in serious need of refurbishment. It was dark when you reached the landing and it was cold. A door to one of the rooms was lying on the floor, in pieces, and you assumed that was the loud crash you'd heard before.

"Taekwoon?" You walked a few more steps but stopped when you heard a few footsteps from the end of the hall. Once your vision focused on the darkness you saw a dark mass with red eyes staring back at you.

"Taekwoon? What are you doing up here? Why are you–!" Your words caught in your throat when Taekwoon sped forward. In an instant, his body was against yours as he had pressed you into the wall of the hallway. His breathing was heavy and he seemed to be struggling for control.

You slowly reached up and placed your hand against his cheek. His skin was clammy and it felt as if he had been crying.

"Are you okay?"

He didn't answer. Instead he placed one hand over your stomach, securing you to the wall. The other hand went to the arm that Kaxon had bitten. He raised it to inspect the bandage there. With a slight growl, the hand against your waist went around your back and he lifted you against him. He sped to one of the rooms and dropped you onto one of the beds there. He followed you down and hovered over you, one knee on either side of your hips. He extended your bandaged arm out over the bed and began removing the bandage. Scared that it hadn't healed you tried to pull your arm away.

"Taekwoon, what are you up to?"

"Be still." His usual soft voice had now become gruff like silk over gravel. The tone convinced you to lie still and let him do what he wanted.

Once he had the bandage off, he inspected the wound. He ran his thumb over the two tiny holes that Kaxon had made. His other hand once again spread over your stomach just before he leaned down and sank his teeth into the same holes. A startled gasp left your throat and you tried to pull your arm back but Taekwoon was pure steel at the moment. After a few seconds, you realized that he wasn't feeding. He had only bitten you but didn't take any blood. Soon after, you felt his tongue close the wounds and he brought his lips to yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck and held on. His thumb went to your chin and pulled your mouth open so he could sink his tongue inside. His actions were rough but not painful. You knew what his fuel was: jealousy. You kissed him back with just as much enthusiasm so he would hopefully know that you only wanted him. His lips traveled and he used his hand under your chin to turn your head so he could gain better access. His teeth sank in lightly several more places until you were a puddle beneath him. Only when your arms lost all strength and fell from his neck did he stop. He was breathing hard against your neck, struggling with words.

"I'm–" He took a couple more breaths before trying again, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that."

He raised his head to look at you but you could only see his crimson eyes in the darkness.

"I was too rough, I'm sorry." His hand gently moved the disheveled hair from your face.

"You weren't. I'm fine." You smiled at him, thankful that he was talking to you again.

"Your lips are bruised. I shouldn't have hurt–" You cut off his words by raising your head and placing a kiss on his lips.

"I'm not hurt. I feel much better than before and I'm only sad that you stopped."

"You are way too forgiving." He buried his face in your neck and you let out a short laugh. He sighed and his body melted on top of yours. "Do you really feel better?"

"I do. I was a little sad that you disappeared on me, though."

"I…..once his teeth went into your skin, I lost it. I had to leave before I tore the place apart. I've been up here ever since."

"Silly boy."

"Don't taunt me." His teeth grazed your collarbone and you squirmed beneath him.

"Then continue what you were doing."

"My pleasure."

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ovampirico · 2 months

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— HAPPY BIRTHDAY '

&. 25/02/2024 ❛★. insp. @hyeincovers

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vixxensvoid · 20 days

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HAHAHAHA “anakins twilight adventures” part 1

(IM NOT A WRITER, DONT JUDGE 😭😭😭)

anakin was so bored today, it was his off day. Obi wan told him to fuck off and leave him alone 💔🤣

anakin was going thru his Netflix subscription that he actually stole from Obi wan, he’s been using his account for a year now. Obi wan always complains about the bill being so high but anakin doesn’t tell him cuz “it’s my way of having some semblance of control”. Ok shawty, whatever you say. a series anakin has never seen before catches his eyes…. “Tw- huh? Twilight???” Bro can’t read 🤦‍♀️⁉️

he clicks on it and watches a few minutes of it “yo this Edward dude is so weird… but he’s literally me…” and he starts fantasizing about life as a vampire…

Anakin becomes inspired!!! He goes on Wikipedia and learns the lore. He learns Edward’s ways…

he soon goes to wikihow and looks up “how to become a vampire”, “how to make people think you’re a vampire”, “how to scare people”. he read the step’s carefully… “learn spells???” He goes on uhh Star Wars YouTube… “galaxy tube” yeah that’s what it’s called… and searches up “at home easy quick vampire spell. REAL” and watches a galaxy tuber by the name of “jar jar binks hater 101”.

“WHATS UP GUYS?!? ITS ME JAR JAR BINKS HATER 101 BACK AGAIN THIS TIME TO TEACH YOU A NEW SPELL!!! Last week we learned the death spell and tested it out on jar jar- sadly it didn’t work!” Anakin was shocked to say the least! “Oh my god… they tried to kill jar jar… eh whatever” and he continued to watch. “THIS WEEK IMMA TEACH YOU HOW TO BECOME A VAMPIRE!” anakin watched and watched. He binged over 10 videos and went on space Amazon even tho he hates contributing to capitalism. Anyways! He bought fake blood, a cape and fake fangs. He bought teeth glue too just in case…

days pass and anakin waits eagerly to try the new spell during a full moon

he goes to his apartment and quickly puts on his cape, glues the fangs to his teeth and puts fake blood on. He sneaks around the Jedi Temple trying to scare people. Everyone looks at him weird. “Whatever… they’re just mad they’re not off putting like I am… they’re scared of my aura…”

Then IT HITS HIM!!! WHO better to scare than the younglings 😈😈😈

TO BE CONTINUED!!!!

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yootaesowlwrites · 8 months

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Practice Room

A/N: This is a free choice fic. Imagine who you want to for this.

Note: Blank blogs will be blocked. I don’t trust y’all, so make sure you have your age in your bio/desc or something on your blog. Minors DNI.

W/C: 1.8K

Warnings: Smut, explicit language, mention of blowjob, masturbation, phone sex, nicknames,

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 16+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

To say you weren’t expecting a call from your boyfriend only a few hours after he had left for a late-night practice was an understatement, but the way he looked was not how you expected to see when you answered the FaceTime call. His hair was soaked with sweat and sticking to his forehead, yet some parts of it looked dishevelled, you could see his flushed skin and the way the sweat glistened in the light.

“I thought you were dancing,” You say as you sit upright in bed. You prop yourself against the headboard and lazily move one arm over your head as you lovingly stare at your phone, or more at the man on your phone screen.

“Baby…” He heavily breathes. Your eyes widen as you hear his tone, and you practically straighten up, and that’s when you pick up on how dark his eyes are, lust and need swirled in them. “Fuck, you shouldn’t have given me that blowjob earlier…” An hour or two before he had left for the studio, you were on your knees in front of him and his hands tangled into your hair as you looked up at him so sinfully as you had your mouth stuffed with his cock.

“Was it that good?” You ask, feeling a sense of pride growing inside your chest. “You really couldn’t focus on practice and thought more about your dick inside my mouth, how I looked up at you with big eyes and breathed loudly as I take more and more of you in my mouth, the head of you slipping down my th—”

“Baaabbyyy,” He whines out and leans his head against a white wall. “Fuck, I called you to help, but you’re making it worse,” He moves the camera lower, and you saw the giant tent in his sweats. “Fuck, this is your fault, you need to help take care of this,” You lick your lips and adjust yourself into a more comfortable position.

“Take your pants off,” You mumble. “Is anybody there or is anyone going to disturb you?” You watch his free hand come into view and push his pants down, along with his underwear. You push your legs together as you watch his hard cock spring free and slap against his lower stomach, leaving a smear of his arousal behind on his tanned skin, some of it getting on his happy trail.

“Nobody, it’s like a ghost town here,” He says. You nod your head, even though he was holding the camera away from his face, and you knew he wasn’t going to see. “It felt so good what you did to me earlier,” You lick your lips as you feel your own skin slowly starting to heat up with excitement.

“You really do need the help,” You whisper. “Cup yourself for me,” You watch his hand cup the underside of his cock and hear a groan from him. “Slide your hand up and down,” He does what you say, and you hear his breathing only getting louder. You weren’t completely sure where he was inside the company building, but you had a feeling it was in the dance practice room. “Wanna turn the camera towards the mirror for me?” You watch the phone lift before it freezes for a split second as he switches the camera to face the mirror. “I knew it…”

“It’s just me here…” He mutters. You could see him completely through the mirror, the way he held the phone and the way he sat against the wall across from the mirror. “It got so bad while I was dancing, I couldn’t focus at all,” You lick your lips as you let your eyes move towards his cock he was still palming.

“Can you move closer to the mirror?” You ask. You watch him pull his hand away and move himself closer to the mirror, close enough for you to see what you want and need to see. “Good boy,” He lets out a soft whimper. “Wrap your hand around yourself,” He lets out a breathy groan as his fingers wrap around the base of his length. “Fuck, watch you do this… being like this, it makes me want to come to you,” You unconsciously move one of your hands over your pyjama shorts and press your fingers down against your folds, and felt your juices moving between them. “Move your hand, slowly.”

“Oh, gawd…” He groans as he slowly slides his hand upwards to the tip of his cock. You watch as he slides the palm of his hand over the tip before moving it down his length, leaving a trail of his arousal along his cock, before his hand slid back upwards to collect more of his pre-cum onto his hand. “Fuck, so good…” You watch him rub the palm of his hand over the head of his cock in a circular motion.

“Baby…” You mumble as you press your fingers harder against your folds, pressing near your clit. “Gawd…” His breathing gets harder, and you could feel sweat forming on your skin from hearing the little whimpers and groans from his lips. “Move your hand away from the head.”

“Y/n… baby…” He whimpers. He slowly slides his hand away from the head, and you could see the red angry tip leaking more, his hand was probably coated with his arousal. “Baby…” You could see his stomach rising and falling through the mirror.

“Can you do me a favour… take off your hoodie and shirt,” You say. You almost whine as he puts the phone down and disappears from your view, you hear the sound of clothes shuffling and moments later he is back in your view, and you can see his toned arms and his toned torso clearer now. “Fuck… yes,” You slide your hand upwards and slip it between your pyjama pants and panties and cup yourself through your panties. “Take your thumb, baby…” You watch him wrap his hand around himself again and slowly move his thumb to the slit on his cock. “That’s it, play with it,” You press against your folds again, and rub up and down over the panties.

“Yyyy/nnnn…” He whines out as he circles his thumb over the slit of his cock. You could see his arousal coating his thumb, making it glisten in the light. “Fuck, fuck… I’m…” His tone sounded strained, and you had a feeling he wasn’t going to last very long.

“How long did you try and hold out, baby?” You ask in a teasing tone. “Too long?” You slide your fingers to the side of your panties and pull them aside before pressing them against your exposed folds and slowly pushing your digits past them.

“Y-yes, fu-fuck, too lo-long,” He stutters. You could see sweat rolling down his chest and over his stomach, his thigh muscles bulging in the mirror, and you could see his hand gripping the phone harder. “I’m going to…”

“Slide along it, baby,” You say. You watch him slide his thumb along his slit, and smile as you watch his body begin to shake, your view of him becomes shaky as well, and you wished you were right in front of him to experience it. “Keep going, make yourself cum on yourself,” Your eyes move to his abdomen, and you could see his muscles pulling and twitching, the sound of his groans and loud breathing was making your mind spin. “When you get home… eat me out.”

“Fuck, Y/n, you can’t say stuff like that…” He groans. His hand begins bobbing up and down around the head of his cock, while his thumb continues to slide along the slit. He could feel his balls tightening as his high was nearing, and rapidly as well.

“I mean it, eat me out, even if I’m asleep, I’ll be fucking soaked,” You say. Your eyes flash towards his throat and watch his Adam’s apple bob up and down as he breathes in rapidly and loudly. “Cum for me, baby, make a mess of yourself for me,” You watch him throw his head back against the wall and listen to his moans becoming louder and deeper.

“Yyy/nnn… fuck, yes, I’m… for you, fuck… fuck,” He groans. His movements become more rapid, and you watch his eyes fall shut, his lids move and twitch before you watch his body begin to shake with pleasure. “Y/N!” His head turns from side to side against the wall, and you lower your eyes to watch ropes of cum spilling from his cock and onto his lower stomach and onto his thighs.

“That’s it, fuck, that’s it, baby, just like that,” You say. His muscles twitch and pull as he goes through his orgasm, he was a mess, and it was all because of you. He was a mess for you.

“Y/n, fuck, baby, baby, fuck!” He moans. His hand falls to the floor, and you watch him from a different angle as he goes through his high. “FUCK, fuck, oh, my fucking…” You push your fingers against your clit, you had been too distracted watching him, you had forgotten to get yourself off. “Fuck, oh, my…” You watch his movements slowly down before his hand falls away from his cock, and he slowly opens his eyes, a dazed look in them as he stares upwards at the ceiling. A smile begins forming on his lips, and he slowly turns his head towards the phone in his hand to see you staring at him with darkened eyes. “I can’t believe I just did this here…”

“Well, believe it…” You whisper. “I apparently gave you such a good head earlier, you wanted it to happen in the practice room,” You watch him lick his lips as a chuckle escapes his lips, he was thinking about it and thinking about what he had just done. He wasn’t even sure how he was going to get himself out of the practice room and to the bathroom without getting caught by an employee who worked late hours or night shifts. “Hurry and finish practice…”

“You didn’t get to finish though…” He says. You watch as a frown forms on his face and he lifts the camera. “Let me ease you through it,” You shake your head, pressing your fingers harder against your clit.

“No, no… hurry and finish practice and then come and eat me out,” You say. “I want that, I want you to eat me out,” You watch him swallow and nod his head. “I’ll be right here, waiting for you to return,” You watch him reach for his hoodie and pull it towards himself. “And go clean yourself up,” He nods his head again.

“I think I’m done with practice, I’ll be home soon,” He says. You softly smile at him and nod your head. “Don’t get off without me seeing it, okay?” This time it was your turn to chuckle.

“Got it, I will wait for you to arrive,” You say. He waves at the camera with his cum-coated hand, and you feel your pussy twitch as you watch it glisten. “Hurry.”

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uchinata · 8 days

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— We're just Best Friends

e veio ai minha primeira capa de manipulação....... não sei oq sentir sobre ela

pedido entregue em @wonderfularchive

#design simples #capa para fanfic #design #capa de fanfic #capa de fic #capa para fic #capa para social spirit #capa para spirit #capa spirit #capa romantica #capa divertida #exo #vixx #capa para wattpad #capa wattpad #capa de wattpad #600x400 #512x800 #uchinata

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aitcport · 1 month

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Barbie Dreams - teste(doação)

Insp. @chanyouchan

#kpop #capa spirit #capa de fic #capa social spirit #capa doação #capa de fanfic #exo #vixx #vixx leo #xiumin

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biasedwriting · 3 months

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the finest gossamer [VIXX, Leo] M

Characters : VIXX's Leo / OC

Regency! AU

Rating : M for smut

Plot summary - Taekwoon spends an afternoon with his wife in the sunroom.

It was a relatively peaceful afternoon, Taekwoon mused, watching Minah patter about the sunroom, sealing a letter to Haneul, who was now touring the highlands with Wonshik. The room was a little one with a teak writing desk overflowing with papers - letters, he assumed, knowing his wife’s propensity for words both written and spoken (which both vexed and delighted him no end). He eyed his wife blowing out the candle on her desk before stacking the carefully sealed letters into the pigeon-hole cubby above the table. He smiled, amused by her ink-stained fingers and the grumbling that followed as she dabbed at her fingertips with an equally stained handkerchief.

Leaning against the door frame, the man crossed his arms. Despite how busy his viscountcy made him, he tried not to miss out on the domesticity of these moments. To him, Minah was a wonder to be beheld in her natural habitat, in complete comfort with her surroundings. Which was exactly why he found himself hurrying home after a session at the parliament to gaze at his wife. He bit his lip to hold back the laughter that bubbled up his throat when she began humming, floating over to the window to fix the sunflowers held in a pale blue porcelain vase before gently unlatching the windows to allow some air in.

Taekwoon took a silent step into the little sunroom of his house in the capital. Decorated to the tastes of the lady so lost in her thoughts by the window, he couldn’t help but feel surrounded by her presence in the room. From the bookshelf in the corner overflowing with titles she enjoyed (and he enjoyed gifting her with) to the little portrait of the two of them perched on the mantle, or the small turtle-shaped paperweights she had bought on a whim and vehemently placed on the table by the deep green high backed chair he was standing by, the sunroom was secretly Taekwoon’s favourite place in the house because it just was, Minah.

The summer sun streamed through the translucent curtains illuminating his wife’s body draped in the finest muslin he could adorn her in. The rays caressed her face illuminating the lighter shades of brown in the soft ringlets of her hair kissing the tops of her collarbones. Her deep lashes threw shadows on her rounded cheeks that he loved pressing his lips against. Her countenance was blank and blissful in the sunlight as the summer breeze wound its way into the room. The man's eyes roved over her face with delight before his throat went dry at the sight of the thin muslin barely concealing the pebbled buds of her …

“Taekwoon!” A gasp broke his reverie as she spun around, finally aware of his gaze “How long have you been waiting there?” She asked, crossing her arms, immediately obscuring his vision while she hurried to the lace shawl thrown on over the back of her chair to wrap it around her shoulders.

“Not too long,” her husband mused, frowning at the offending piece of cloth as she rang the bell to call for tea before ushering him to the high-backed chair.

“I know you said you'd be back for tea, but Haneul had written such an exciting letter I just couldn't wait to write back and then I completely lost track of time! ” She began pacing around the room, ears red as her husband watched with an amused smile. “She said I'd love the cattle in the highlands, darling large coos! Oh, where is Jeffery?” Minah wondered out loud only to have the stately servant hurry in with the tea service. “Fantastic! Dearest, Haneul sent us shortbread along with her letter, I made sure Jeffery would bring some with tea” Minah continued while Jeffery set the service on the little table before Taekwoon raised his hand to wave the man away.

“That will be all, Jeffery, ensure we're not disturbed,” he said before turning back to his wife who frowned in confusion. The servant left the room, closing the door behind him and Minah reached for the kettle to pour out the tea cautiously.

“Is everything alright?”

Taekwoon received the cup and saucer from her, eyeing her struggle to keep the shawl on her shoulders. Taking a deep sip, secretly scalding himself, he turned to set down the cup and reach across and yank the foolish fabric out of her grasp.

“Yes, everything is fine,” he hummed as she tried to reach for the shawl again only to have it held far away from her. The more she leaned forward, the greater Taekwoon's delight grew as he stared unabashedly at his wife's unadorned skin which he knew from experience would feel like cream in his palms.

“Give it back!” She huffed, now getting to her feet and stepping closer to him, unaware of the trap her husband was setting for her. “You're vexing me Lord Jung Taekwoon!”

“Oh? Is that so?” He chuckled, holding the shawl behind his back and quickly grabbing her wrist as she reached for it, tugging her onto his lap. Her foot hit the little table between the two high-backed chairs making the tea service rattle.

“I honestly thought something had happened during the parliamentary session, now I see Viscount Jung Taekwoon wants to play games,” Minah grumbled, still trying to reach for her shawl “Now unhand my shawl or the tea will get cold.”

“What if I say no?” Taekwoon replied, tucking the silly fabric firmly behind his back while his other hand went to support his wife's derriere, giving it a quick squeeze.

“You're being naughty,” she glared at the taller man, tugging at his deep brown coat.

“That I am,” he said, eyes fixed on her flushed skin, beaded buds now taught against the thin muslin, all he had to do was lean forward and…

Teeth sunk into his right earlobe gently as Minah gave it a quick nibble, sending blood rushing to his breeches. Minah quickly tried to retrieve her shawl which was firmly wedged between the back of the chair and her husband's broad back only to have him grasp at her jaw and fix his eyes on hers. She shivered, noticing his dilated pupils as he leaned up to join their lips. Remembering her initial mission, she turned her head away to look for the shawl only to feel his long fingers slip up to cup the back of her neck and guide her lips to his for a gentle kiss.

“Open your mouth, darling,” he whispered against her lips, pulling her firmly over his lap by the derriere making her gasp, feeling his need for her. Sliding his tongue past her parted lips he savoured her like a delicacy, now feeling her ink-stained fingers sliding into the strands of his hair making him grunt as he chased after her lips before breathlessly trailing kisses down her throat as soft whimpered breaths gurgled past her swollen lips.

Minah grasped firmly onto her husband's broad shoulders, the lace shawl long forgotten in his onslaught. Taekwoon's long graceful fingers slid the thin gown up her calves, pausing to fiddle with the garters holding her whisper-thin stockings to her body. She giggled at how ticklish it felt at first but threw her head back with a hiss when his lips surrounded her clothed nipple.

“Ah, Taekwoon,” she whimpered into his hair as his fingers pianoed across her thighs caressing the skin

“You're so soft, my love,” he mumbled against the now wet fabric before turning to the other achingly painful nipple awaiting his attention. His fingers played a wicked tune on the wet thatch of hair between her thighs as she gasped at the sensation of his index finger sliding over a throbbing bud of nerves over and over again till she gazed at him pleadingly with her mouth open and no words.

“What's that?” He hummed, speeding up his pace as his middle finger joined in to thoroughly stimulate her.

She finally let out a moan of his name, gripping at the shirt under his coat, nearly ripping it wide open. Slumping forward, she leaned on his shoulders and breathed out his name, pressing open-mouthed kisses beneath it in a way that had the little string of sanity holding him together snap.

Then he sank two of his fingers into her and set a quick rhythm that had her jolting pawing at the cravat and undoing his buttons to splay her fingers across his chest feeling his heart thud beneath her palm. Every touch had her hips moving frantically on his two fingers, pressing against the swelling bulge in her husband's breeches. She reached down to undo his bottoms grabbing at the now erect, throbbing organ with both hands making him rest his forehead against her chest with a groan.

“Minah,” he exhaled, curving his fingers within her making her squeeze around them as her hands came to a halt. She fixed her glazed-over eyes on her handsome husband, before reaching to tug his wrist away from her sopping core. There was a fire in her eyes that made Taekwoon feel like a man parched as he leaned up to tangle his tongue with hers. Her grip returned to his erection, firmly stroking till he moaned into her hungry lips.. Gently positioning her hips over his desire, she carefully lowered herself onto him and he scrambled to grasp her buttocks to support her ever-tightening descent.

“Minah, please,” he whispered groaning when she rolled her hips.

“You started this Taekwoon,” she hissed, gripping at the lapels of his very crumpled shirt. He eyed her as she lifted her hips and dropped them, tightening on her way down. Her gown was now clinging to her body with the sweat of her exertion as she frowned, scrabbling to rip the offending garment over the head and tossing it to the ground before moving in earnest while Taekwoon could only watch the majesty of his wife's form in the summer sunshine. Groaning, he gripped her hips thrusting up and watching her head fall back in pleasure. When his wife whined, rocking her hips to take him in deeper, he couldn’t help but oblige by picking up the pace till she shook above him, scrabbling at his chest, leaving streaks of red with her blunt nails. Panting at how impossibly tight she was getting around him, Taekwoon laced his fingers with hers thrusting up powerfully, emptying into her and keeping the pace till she spasmed along with him.

Pulling her towards his chest, he held his wife’s naked form, caressing her side as she took deep gasping breaths.

“You’re a wicked wicked man,” she mumbled against his now sweaty chest. Taekwoon looked down and tipped her head up to capture her lips in another chaste kiss.

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star-my · 5 months

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Birthday Girl

Pairing: F!Reader x Kim Wonshik (Ravi from Vixx)

WC: 0.6k

Rating: M

Genre: Fluff + Smut

@sadfragilegirl requested a Ravi x Reader oneshot. I hope you like it! This was difficult to write and thus it is shorter than I wanted, since I am new to VIXX and this was my first attempt at writing 'x Reader'. I hope I did okay:) Enjoy! <3

You opened your eyes to the welcome sight of your boyfriend bringing you breakfast in bed.

“Good morning, Jagiya!”

Twisting in the sheets, you greeted him with a smile. “Good morning!”

“Happy birthday,” your boyfriend placed a sweet kiss on your forehead as he fluffed up your pillows.

He lay beside you while you ate, telling you about his plans for your special day. He had the whole day off and was focused on making it memorable for you.

Once you were dressed and ready for the day, the two of you headed out of your apartment to begin your adventure.

You began with a visit to your favourite coffee shop, your boyfriend ordering his usual iced coffee and you went for your favourite iced mocha.

Coffees in hand, you linked your fingers together with your boyfriend and swung them happily as you walked down the street together.

Window shopping was something you liked to do as you strolled the avenues in your city’s downtown area, and anything you did was automatically better when your loved ones joined you.

“Ravi-ah, look at that!” You pointed to a pretty dress in the window of one of your favourite shops.

The morning was spent window shopping and just enjoying one another’s company. The sun was warm but not hot, you were with the love of your life, and you had iced coffee. It was shaping up to be a perfect day.

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As soon as you returned from your picnic dinner, Ravi kissed you passionately, backing you up until your back met the wall.

You moaned into his mouth, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and running your fingers through his hair.

He hooked his hands under your thighs and carried you to your bedroom, kissing your neck until you shivered with pleasure.

You pulled his shirt over his head, tracing your fingers over his tattoos until he returned the favour and pulled your shirt over your head. He groaned appreciatively at the sight of your lacey new bra and ran his tongue over your nipples through the fabric, perking them up.

“Wonshik, I need more,” you groaned, unbuttoning both pairs of pants.

He pulled your pants and underwear off with a wink, kissing his way up your thighs to your centre.

Little sparks of pleasure spread though your body as he applied his talented rapping tongue to your clit, dexterously working you up to orgasm. The sight of him between your legs, skin glowing in the soft light of your room, his tattoos rippling over his skin as he moved sent you over the edge, crying out his name.

“I love you,” he pecked your forehead.

“I love you too, Wonshik.” You wrapped your legs around his waist as he pushed in, enjoying the feel of being so intimate with your lover.

You licked your way down his neck and jaw, his familiar scent filling your senses as he began a slow, sensual rhythm.

“You’re so beautiful.” he told you.

“So are you,” you returned, smiling up at him. “I love you.”

“I love you, Y/N.” He brushed a strand of hair from your face, speeding up his thrusts a little as you commanded.

His hand came up to circle your nipples as he licked and nipped a line down your neck, biting softly at your ear.

The tightening in your core continued. “Ravi, I’m close.”

His finger trailed down your torso to rub at your clit, knowing just how to help you climax.

“Wonshik!” Your orgasm triggered his and you lay there, panting and happy.

“Happy birthday, Y/N-ah,” he kissed you softly, wrapping you in his big arms, safe and loved.

#star scribbles #group: vixx #member: kws #type: fic #length: 0.5-1k #rating: m #title: birthday girl #author: star-my #ravi x reader #kim wonshik x reader #vixx x reader #ravi x reader smut #ravi x reader fluff #vixx smut #vixx fluff

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absentcaryatid · 1 year

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Looking for something else to read?

All ages version. Here are the masterlists of some of the K-pop fanfic writers I enjoy on here. Search their name on my tumblr to bring up fic reviews for that author.

Blossom-hwa Masterlist, ATEEZ, Golden Child, Stray Kids, The Boyz

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galaxymagick · 1 year

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“There are a lot of rules that don’t seem to apply to Taekwoon.”

#vixxedit #vixxnetwork #taekwoon #leo #jung taekwoon #little incubus au #vixx leo #vixx #made by galaxymagick #*e:jtw #*v:p #🖤#this is for a set i never finished for someone who wrote the fic .. i finally finished it .. feel free to ignore or whatever #it took me a few years but i finally finished it 😭#im posting here for them to see the set and link to their fic and send it to them on twt #if it wasnt for piano man i dont think i would have ever finished it

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fixxofvixx · 2 years

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SIREN - TAEKWOON AU - CHAPTER 3

Next!!!! Hello my dears, I'm posting this a little early since I need to go to me nephew's baseball game. I hope you enjoy and lemme know what you think~~ 💖💖

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"Fine......no tricks and no spells." He bowed his head and released you.

"Thank you."

You pulled out of his arms and looked around your place. Taking a deep breath you went into your bedroom, the only other room in the house besides the bathroom, and looked around. Your house didn't have a lot of fancy furnishings or pretty linen but it was home. It was the home your father built for your mother when she was pregnant with you.

Now, that simple home was in shambles. The priest's son had destroyed everything. You desperately tried to keep the tears from falling. You lifted your head towards the ceiling and tried to clear the lump in your throat.

You felt a light brush of fingers on your arm and you lowered your head to find Leo smiling at you. He slid his thumbs across your cheeks to rid them of the tears that had escaped.

"I'll have someone repair it for you."

"Someone?"

"I have lots and lots of friends." He crossed his arms over his chest and puffed it out.

"Siren friends?" You smiled at his childish mannerisms.

"Some are. They would be happy to help. I'll send the word out to anyone who is free and it will be as good as new. That way, you can come and visit without being sad."

You thought over his offer and wanted to refuse out of habit but then you realized how much you wanted it to be fixed.

"And….what would you want in return?" You crossed your arms over your chest and he grinned.

"You don't trust easily, do you?"

"I've never had a reason to blindly trust people. Especially on this island."

"You can trust me, you know. Haven't I proven at least that much?"

"I've only known you for a day. While I appreciate that you are willing to restrain yourself. We'll have to work on full trust."

"I suppose….but don't take too long, okay?"

"Thank you, Leo. For being patient and for the help."

"Of course." He bowed slightly and then smiled up at you.

"Let's--"

Leo stopped you with a finger over your lips.

"Someone's coming."

Your eyes widened and looked around for a good place to hide. Whoever it was, probably didn't want anything good. You hoped it wasn't someone looking for the priest's son. You looked over to your closet and headed towards it. Leo caught your hand and stopped you.

"I don't hide." He pulled on your hand and led you to the front of the house. "And neither will you."

You tried to pull back but he wasn't letting go. You had no choice but to follow his lead. Once you reached the front door, you could hear someone walking along the front deck.

"Are you finished yet, boy? Just take whatever you've found. We'll come back for more later!"

It was the priest. Panic surged in your heart when you thought about his son. You had no idea if he was still underwater or what was left of him. You looked at Leo and he just winked. He motioned for you to stay put off to the corner as he stood in the middle of the room, waiting for the priest to enter.

The door opened and the priest looked confident entering knowing that the owner of the house was gone.

Arrogant bastard.

"What the hell?" The priest barely got those words out before Leo's hand shot out and wrapped itself around the older man's throat. A flash of fear covered the man's face but was quickly replaced by anger. He fought against Leo's hold but didn't even make him move in the slightest.

"I could be wrong…..but I don't believe you live here." Leo's voice was low and angry. You almost felt sorry for the priest….almost.

"Who….agh…who the h-hell are you?!" The priest's voice was strained as he tried to talk through Leo's grip.

Leo must have loosened his grip as the priest took a deep breath.

"Who I am is irrelevant. What are you doing here?"

The priest finally noticed you standing off to the side and his face went pale. You supposed he didn't expect for you to still be alive. After a second or two, his face changed.

"My dear girl, I'm so relieved to see you alive!" He took another look at Leo and finally realized. "You're the creature who took our young maiden here! I….I hope she was to your liking? Could it be that you're returning her?" The priest's voice was the same that he used when he talked people into donating more and more money for him to secure their afterlife.

"Y/N……" Leo's voice surprised you as he never took his eyes off the priest.

"Y-Yes?"

"I've already taken one life today. Do you think it would be bad luck to take another?" Leo cocked his head to the side, giving off a dangerous image.

"P-Probably…." You weren't sure if you should answer or if he was asking hypothetically.

"What do you mean you've already…."

"You weren't really attached to your son, right?" The priest's face went white and he tried to pull out of Leo's grip.

"My son?! What did….where is he?"

"Not sure…you can ask the shark outside. I'm sure he'll know if there's anything left."

The priest made several sounds of disbelief before going limp, passing out from the news of his son.

"Leo…."

"Wait here, I'll take care of him and come back." Leo started to walk off with the priest in tow but you stopped him with a shaking hand on his arm.

"You're…not going to k-kill him, are you?"

"Do you want me to?" You vehemently shook your head in response and nodded. "Then I will simply drop him off in town and come back to help you pack."

"Okay."

Leo smiled and cupped his hand over your cheek before leaving the house. A few seconds after he was gone, your knees gave way and you collapsed onto the floor. You didn't know how to process everything that had just happened.

Leo had a temper. What would happen if one day you angered him like the priest or his son did? Was he mad just because they had hurt you? Or was there something else that set him off? Would you be fed to a shark also?

What was worse was that you had nowhere to go even if you tried to hide from him. He practically owned the seas and the island was small. How the hell were you going to survive this?

You got up from the floor and quickly looked through your house. You opened the chest that Leo had taken from the priest's son and threw some things in. In the bottom of your closet you found the small box of knives your father had made. You'd kept them for sentimental value as well as for self-defense.

Opening the box you took out one of the knives. You wondered if it would be too obvious to bring all of them.

"What are you doing?"

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