#i feel the same way ayno

[ask-postcrash-curly]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0E4haJHYUJw

sorry can s.omeone please helpme please and quicker this time its worse sorry thankyou justneed it to stop fast please, i am quite afraid its fucking fireworks isnt even thesaem thing that happened to me,and itsnot real why does ithurt that s so pointless im sick of it im nevergoing to be able to be a person again if i have a panic ove r eveyrthing i nwant to go home soon now

pleasmake it turn off fast thank you love you help im scared

supposed to be strong this isso stupid hahaha. ow ow ow ow

cananyone haer me. pleas em ake it turn off cant do this one forso long its makingme panic every time oneofthem goes off haha it doesnt even soundthe same it was muchlouder when iitreally happened

what if the asteroid goes into a star a sun and idont die because im not allowed ever and i ahve to beo nfire forever!! that would be bad i don t want that . oh my god what the fuck am i talking about. maybe i shoudl just scream really loud and then jimmy will come and maybe he'll hit me hard enough to make itstop

no hah okay nope im not goingt o do that . thatss not a good plam at all! then iwould probably cry and he owudl hitme more!! cheers!!!!!!!! hahaha

are any of you there i want it to stop fast please. please can the time delay things not work this time idont want to wait that long .

nooo no it's fine i mean cmon the only reason that it took so long last time's because oft hhe dleays and then all the good videos came at once and it was good theyll . theyre not going to ignore me its okay that will not happen. oh god but i cant wait that long not again pleasecan you break the itme delya this time i dont want to i dont want to do this anymore

i migth start screming by accdint . i dont want to do that i t will make anya upset and jhimmy wuill be angyr and. i dont want him to be angry he might . be agnry. whyis eveyrone angyr with me all thetime i dont try to be frustrating i dont i reallydont . i dont want to be by myself anymore can you please. the rescueline disconnceted and no one can do anything to helpme please acn soemhone help me befroe i make it worse and scream haha oh mygod no i was wrong its the same its the same the sound is different but the way the colors burst across youreyelids when you shut themisthe same and tehn you cant shut them anymore and it hurts it hurts andeverything is white and then its red and youcant even scream youcant move and its just burnign and it takestoo long to pass out why did it take so long i felt evyrting it ev en when iw asnt awake i oculd feel it burnign

and i think i think he left me in there on purpose i think hewanted to make sure i coldnt get better i think he wanted to hurt me i htink he was angyr stilll about the firing an waht i sadi in the cockpit afterhis eval i think maybe thats why he hates me now i didnt i didnt know jimmy i wouldnthave said that if iknew why are you angry i wanted. to help why would you hurther jim she didnt do anytihng to you why would you why would you hurt her why would you hurt me wgy do you keep hurting me. idont ressist anymore so youdont have to push so hard dont have to reach sofar why do you . you want to hurt me yeah? you want to and itsnot because ofanything but you and me. jimmy anya soembdoy cann you make the fireworks go away for me please i will be better

please can aynoe hear me im sc ared im so scared i dont want to beon fire agian it hurt so much and wheni. woke up i couldnt stop screaming . i ocudnt stop im going tos cream aagain and hes going to hit me but nope he wont kill me he wont knock me out because i have to feel it i have to feel veyrthing all the time i cant even sleep!!! that woudl be too peaceful and i dont get to have it peaceful no no no!!!!!!! not allowed for curlly to hvave peaceful i have to be feleing all of it

i onyl had two days i only had two days iwanted to help but i was scared ishouldntmake excuses im sorry nevermind nevermind im sorry anyaimsory shoudnthave been you never you never anybody else i shoudlvedonesomething i shoudlve let us both die whenwe werekids ojgod no no i cantwant him todie hewas. my firned no no no he hurtssherbieng selfish why did i tell them why did i let her tell him why did i let him go in there why did i go in there

i wish it had killed me then it woudlnt stil hurt its been so so so so long forever humanbody isnt supposed to fele this way for so long icant do it anymore iwish they ddint all ahte me s omuch i dindt crash thesip i didnt do it i didnt i neverwouldve done it whyd theybleve you so easilyi am i thiat easy to, did anyoen ever likeme or did they all feel the same as you jimmy is that why. deado pixels everywehr theye all dead pixels and i ahve to bealive its not fair no no haha it is fair this is this is what happens when you dont do anythign now you dont get to!!!!!!cant fix anythuing no matere how muchyou want toooo

cant do anything ever and iut always hurts and shes aways crying andhe doesnt smile anymore and i dont seehim naymore hes drinnkinghismelf to death and none fo them aluagh they used to laugh i miss mmy parents i miss closing my eyes i miss when thinsgs were soft andpeople hugged me evenif it was just pretend and they didnt care i could believe it sometimes and it didnthurt

i wanna go home

i wnana go to sleep

im reallyscared that im going to scream soon not onpurpose

can anybody hear or amitalkingto nothing . can anyeone hear me? icanrt. see anything exceot, the

hah ha am i tlaking too much . i think i am . why would you give this to me. youknow it would hurt me . why does eveyrone liek to hurt me am i that awful or is it that fun . ah hahaha. it jus. it kepe s on going. ahahahaahaha. and anotheranotther anohter another another!!!! is htis because i c omplaiend about the fireare youmad at me because iwouldnt stop saying it overand over wouldnt shut up god it's so annoyign haha right thats it yeah? youask ove and over and nothing chagnes so you have to stop before you get hurt because therse a reaseono they dont listen and if you keep asking againanda again and again forever theyll make you pay.

im soryr ill. be quiet

youdont have to make it go away this time , i can. deal with itthis time until it ends if you dont do it agian. could we make that deal, is that all right can we

amibeing punished

i think i am

or maybe not . only persons get punished im not a perosn im a toy i think . thats it thats all it is anymore and hwen a toy breaks you break it moreandmoreandmore and thneyou throw itawya into the incinerator to burn forever yeah?

everyneos going to go away. whoeven cares right? got thier own lives. own worlds other worlds better worlds. better world where im gone!!! got real friends haha got reaaal families real sons. and the firworks keeo going and eveyrone goes away!!! boom boom boom thats anotehr oen gone. jsut me just me all by mysefl in th empty

oh no no no

no no nonoonnononononono im cryingnow i need to stop no ones in here and if he hears me he might

please imsorry if anyones still there please hlep i acnt stop hes going to hear me pleaseimscared

[chung-hyeop]

loul

[mileyjassie]

"𝖂𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝕬𝖈𝖈𝖊𝖕𝖙 𝕸𝖊?"

Pairing: Ayno (VAV) x reader

Genre: Suggestive (but pretty romantic tho)

Word Count: 4K

Synopsis: You're afraid of start loving someone you know nothing about, but he will show you that he's not that different from you. Remembering that English is not my mother language so sorry for any mistakes

You shouldn't be there, you didn't like it, you didn't like the place and didn't like the people.

It would be normal to see yourself in your house looking at the mirror before going to sleep and then going to bed, but by coincidence you decided to go, and by coincidence you saw him that night. You would not speak to someone like him, you would not approach for personal reasons but not by prejudgement. But by coincidence, that time, that one time, you sat with him, and he sat with you. It was an exception, just that one time.

He was different, he was really different from you. Curiosity could soon be discovered in your watchful eyes. His dark hair hid the sight of his eyes, but by the pool of that house sometimes when the lights danced above you, you could see a spot of light hidden in his well-designed eyes. The way he looked at you was different from the way others looked at him.

He had seen something in you, something that seemed clear. But you couldn't understand what was holding you to that person. What drew you so much attention? His appearance was already peculiar, it was already something to become personal, so you knew it was not his appearance that got you sitting next to him for so long.

— Did I get your attention? ... — He asked quietly, discreetly, even if the party around didn't ask for it. You almost saw a nice smile come out of the corner of his mouth, but it didn't happen anyway. — It usually happens ... did I scare you? ...

— You didn't scare me, I don't think you're scary ... You look like that because you like it more, it doesn't scare me.

He remained silent and calm, moving minimally for any gesture. It would be a risky bet to characterize him as shy, but you kept thinking it was, for you it was a good guess that maybe some others would not agree.

— What caught your attention about me? ... — He asked in the same tone, but you couldn't look at him for much, the lights were dim, he could hide his gaze, but he didn't feel like he was doing it.

— I'm trying to find out ...

He nodded slightly, without complications. It seemed unhurried, as if the night was long enough to pass the time there.

— Are you curious?

You watched him a little, stating.

— I'm a little curious about you ...

— If I let you get close to me, would you like to know about me? ... — His voice came out more firmly, a direct question that stuck in your mind. His voice echoed a little more, making you a little lazy, you ended up answering low after.

— I'm not sure I know how to do this ...

His hands slid on the floor, pulling himself a bit closer.

— Do what?

— To be close someone ... — You said shyly but loud enough, so he wouldn't notice your traces of shyness. — I don't know much about it ...

His head dipped a little, paying attention to the movements of your mouth to help to understand a little against the beats that echoed in the speakers scattered around the party.

— You shouldn't be here ... isn't?

You didn't answer, but waited him to continue.

— You don't need to feel alone ... I shouldn't be sitting here either ... — He fell his head, his bangs danced without losing every gesture he made, it seemed to be all on purpose, but when you saw his eyes exposed, you realized he was purer than you thought he would be.

This boy was so soft that his clothes seemed to lose all of his real meanings.

The darkness was so comforting that the surrounding light began to bother you. However, it continued to slide to where you were in the same order as always, and you ended up regretting your thoughts every time his face brightened and you could memorize all the exposed features of his face.

Then he smiled.

When that happened, you forgot that you could be far away. When his smile appeared, that person you would like to see far from you ended up mesmerizing you and making you fall into his charms.

Was he an angel? Was he so beautiful all this time? ... Why did you think to keep him away from you?

For you, an angel wouldn't have black, peeled nails like he did. An angel would not have tattoos on his hands showing the boldness of a mysterious young man as he showed himself to be. He wouldn't wear black clothes or piercings, nor would he have dark, intense eyes like the ones he had.

You were silent, looking at the brilliant water of the pool, only adorned by a light blue sky.

— Among all these people, you are here with me, even scared ... That's cool ... I would like to be talking to you if we were not anyway... — He said between pauses, quietly, sometimes pressing his lips, but you didn't know well what it meant. — Thanks for staying with me.

— I'm not scared. — You said it again.

His attention turned towards you, looking at your form from the corner of his eyes.

— Come with me...

You bent your head, so he stood up extending his hand to you.

— Would you accept me?

You took his hand and he helped you to stand up, not letting go to hear your answer closer.

— Come with me ... — He lowered his head to speak close to your cheek.

— Where would you take me? ...

— Not far. I don't want to do anything different, don't think too much, just look around ...

You looked around, seeing young people having fun with each other everywhere, some groups, some friends, some couples.

His face turned back to yours, but he didn't do anything, he stayed that way.

— I want to stay with you tonight. — He murmured, his sweet voice preventing my desire to look anywhere else. — So come with me.

He held your fingers, pulling you slowly just to allow time enough to you deny it, but that didn't happen anyway. You followed him, paying attention to his face, extremely curious.

Habits that you had never made, decisions that you never would have made, you ended up forgetting these things. No, you haven't forgotten them, you just left them aside.

It was just a distant wall, where the lights didn't shine, where there were no eyes. There was nothing different, and it was there that he touched you, hiding you with his body.

The night was cold, but your hands were warm enough with the situation you was in. Your cheeks were flushed with his eyes meeting yours.

He didn't touch you at first, he just got a little closer, lifting his hands up to your neck, sliding his cold fingers through the strands of your hair, resting on the back of your neck.

You held his clothes in your hands, without strength, but it brought him closer. His head lay down until it reached your face, his bangs brushing against your skin.

You closed your eyes, which were already a little heavy, feeling his lips pressed against your cheek, going to the other one leaving one same kiss there. You opened your eyes, a little impressed by it, receiving a friendly smile from him. Then you felt a tender squeeze on the back of the neck, feeling his lips on your forehead.

His eyes met yours again, but this time his smile remained there, a little lighter, but there.

— I will ask the question again ... Answer me in good tone ... — He slid his thumbs around your neck, like a harmless caress, but the cold rings he wore send you shivers in a matter of seconds through your body. — Would you stay with me tonight? ...

You held his wrists, feeling the thick texture of his clothing.

— There would be no denying ...

— Just tell me again ... in the right way ... — He brushed his nose over yours, not getting any closer.

— I want you to stay with me, so please stay with me tonight ...

He confirmed with satisfaction, letting out a smile again at one time or another as he smoothed his hands around your neck.

— It's gonna be a pleasant evening ... — He murmured, closing his lips to rest them on yours silently.

[...]

You stared at him while he stopped in front of you with a confused expression.

— What makes you think so deeply that I'm different from you?

You didn't know how to answer.

— Why can't you accept me?

— I can't just trust you that much.

He looked upset but not hurt by what you said.

— I know you wouldn't have done this with anyone, I know that, don't think these things ... — He seemed to try to explain himself, even without needing to, he was attentive and careful and he still tried to avoid misunderstandings even when you offended him. — I know you wouldn't kiss anyone else like you kissed me ...

You avoided his eyes quickly when felt the embarrassment restraining your movements.

— It's so hard to think that it was the same to me? ... That I happened to make an exception just that time? ... Why it is different only for you?

You bit your lip, you didn't want to offend him, but you couldn't defend your thoughts without doing so.

He frowned, this time breaking your heart with the disappointment draining from his eyes.

— Can't you really accept me?

— I-It's not that way.

He was silent, watching you briefly before leaving without saying goodbye.

— I thought you wouldn't regret it.

You saw him leaving and don't looking back, you feeling a certain lack of his presence.

[...]

Everything was dark, it was late, everything was silent, so you was afraid before you saw him.

— Why were you walking around alone? It's so late, you know it's dangerous ... Don't scare me like that ... — You said a little low and sleepy, seeing him so late at night had scared you, without any warning of his arrival.

— I wanted to visit you, I wanted to see you ... despite that, I feel sorry for bothering you, I'm sorry for not thinking twice ...

— I can't imagine what you would like to talk to me at a time like this ...

The murmurs stopped slowly, an awkwardness being built in the air as only breaths could be heard.

He was looking good, he should have stayed on the street until that moment, strolling around. You could feel the perfume exhaling from the boy from where you were, you tried not to get closer the boy to feel more of his fragrance.

His mouth opened for a moment, it quickly caught your attention, then he proceeded in whispers.

— If you want me around ... Why don't you have the courage to tell me? ...

You were quiet, organizing the thoughts that flew in search of answers. He didn't wait for you even if he still didn't hear anything from your mouth.

— If you had called me ... said you wanted me with you, I would have come after you without doubt... — He approached, enough so that you could see his eyes. — Am I still the problem? ...

You pressed your fingers together, don't wanting to answer him directly.

— Did you ... have you been drinking before you came here? ...

He closed his eyes, patiently denying.

— I just came ...

You noticed his melancholic tone, a little discouraged, so you decided to leave the insecurities aside to actually talk to the boy in front of you.

— Yoonho ...

When you said his name out loud, you felt something different when you heard it leave your own mouth. His eyes lifted towards you quickly, attentive and intense, it seemed to be something intimate to hear his name coming from you.

— I don't think you're the problem because ... — I pressed my lips together. — Because I think you're beautiful ... You're ... more beautiful than I thought you were ...

He listened without moving a single finger, but his expression softened when he heard that statement.

— I didn't want to hurt you, nor make you think that I regret having stayed with you at that party ... — You commented low, trying to find any sign under that long, smooth bangs if his.

— So ... — He interrupted you, curious but subtle, he always knew how to stay in his place, like a good boy. — What is holding you back? ... What could prevent you from approaching me? ... Fear?

You sighed.

— I told you before that fear is not what I feel for you.

— Not that fear. — He took two steps forward, still keeping some distance. — Fear of me being different ...

You remained silent, receiving those words with emphasis echoing in you thoughts. Then you realized that you was a little surprised to hear the truth coming out of his mouth.

He didn't expect an answer from you. He looked at the floor, smoothing his hands between his fingers, catching your attention to his tattoos and rings.

His hands seemed to be soft, his fingers were long and his nails were cut perfectly, but they seemed to have been painted for a long time ago, due to the peeling nail polish.

His hand moved up his arm timidly, landing on the curve of his neck, gently pulling the ends of his hair behind his ear.

His piercings were finally seen, your attention being especially on the earrings that occupied the pinky skin of his ear.

He knew you was paying attention on him. He wanted this, he wanted to see how you were watching him. How you admired him.

You closed your lips and opened it a few times, unable to make the sound in your throat come out on the first try.

— You...

His gaze lifted quickly, but remained in the same position, crossing his other arm in his body to hold his waist, as if he were hugging himself because of the cold.

— Do you want to spend the night here?

He remained silent, letting his hand on his neck fall on his shoulder.

— Are you inviting me to stay? ... — His voice came out light and hopeful, only that was able to make your body tense.

— Yes. I prefer you to stay. Sleep here tonight.

— Are you sure?...

You agreed, stepping away from the couch a little.

— You can sleep here, it is safer for you wait the day to come.

— Thanks for worrying about me ... — He smiled with his mouth closed, looking away.

You agreed, going to the bedroom to get a sheet for him.

You took a thick, soft sheet, hoping to please the boy with dark clothes. When you returned to the room only lit by the light outside the balcony, you saw the boy already barefoot and sitting on the sofa, hugging his legs with his back on the arm of the sofa, looking to the side, perhaps nowhere in particular.

You approached the sofa slowly, but the boy didn't look at you, he lowered his head, hiding his face on his knees.

You waited standing, silent, until you felt the corage to sit in front of him.

You left the sheet aside.

— You're sad?...

He raised his head, laying in his arms, looking at the floor. He slightly denied it.

— If I spend the night here ... Will you remember me tomorrow? ... — He lifted his head, resting his chin on his arms. — Or will you just remember what I was wearing? ... What others will think ...

You looked down, shaking your head.

— There is no way to forget you ...

He smiled weakly, lowering his head a little. Upon hearing it, you soon searched for his face when you raised your head, not being able to see his face because of the dark and his long hair.

He dropped his head when he noticed.

— What are you looking for? ... — That soft voice appeared again, and that shiver circulated through your body.

— Your eyes. I can't see them ... — You said in the same tone, still analyzing him.

Gradually his hands slid down his legs, making a path to your hands that shaked a little with the unexpected touch.

— If you can't see my eyes ...

He took them to his face, making your fingers run through his skin and the root of his hair, combing the silky, soft strands of his locks back.

— It's because you don't want to.

You could see his face perfectly, his forehead, his eyebrows and his well-formed and open, dark and shiny eyes that were watching you deeply.

After that moment of silent observation he placed your hands on his knees, slowly putting his hands to the sides of your face, bringing you closer.

— Listen to me...

He commented in whispers, running his fingers in small, simple lines across your face and neck.

— I would undress myself for you ...

Such a comment made your fingers hold on his knees, scratching the fabric of his pants.

— Everything in my body. — He said without stuttering, he seemed convinced of it. — Just for you.

You was paralyzed, even so, he didn't expect an answer yet.

— If you wanted, I would take it all out ... — He looked at his clothes, you ended up looking together, following his gaze anywhere. — I would take off each piercing and ring ... one by one, each piece of clothing ... until nothing is left.

You felt your face heat up intensely, his fingers remained cold on your skin, sometimes curling up in your hair.

— If you asked me to, I would do it for you ...

His whispers remained soft, as if they were little secrets made only to you to hear.

— Now? ... Would you do that now? ...

He nodded slowly, looking at the pieces of your face, pulling you close from the back of the neck, his scent becoming more and more irresistible.

— I would throw all those pieces away ... Just so you could finally see me for real ...

— Ayno ... — You murmured. His eyes closed for a moment. — Would you do that now for me? Would you let me see you? ...

His hands expanded, holding the back of your head into your hair to join your lips to his. You grabbed his knees, accepting his kiss willingly, feeling his warm breath against your cheek.

His kiss lasted for a while, barely pulling his lips away to bring them back to yours, making you feel the contrast of his warm lips and the little could piercing pressed against your lower lip.

His lips moistened yours for a long, silent time, but he did not deepen in the kiss. He pulled away, leaving the tip of his nose to brush yours.

— Don't waste a second ... — He took his hands out of your hair, taking them to his ear, removing an earring. — Look at me...

Then he took off one after the other, without haste, until his ears were bare.

He looked at you a little.

— Do you want to do this for me? ...

You confirmed slowly, he brought his face closer, lifting his chin a little, then opening slightly his mouth.

He watched you remove the piercing from his lip, tilting his head a bit to the side when you did, looking into your eyes temporarily.

— What do you think? ... — He asked quietly, waiting for your approval.

You watched his features, making him hold his piercing with the other earrings to slide your hands under his hair, finding his warm ears hidden by the long dark locks.

You smiled.

— You look like an angel.

His eyes widened and his eyebrows shot up a little. He opened his mouth, but said nothing, ducking his head a little, but not so far as to be away from you.

You looked at him confused, sliding your fingers through his hair, combing them behind his head and ears. His eyes fluttered and then softened after the affection.

His cheeks turned red. His eyes closed and his eyebrows rose slightly. His fingers surrounded your wrist and his rings gave you a small thermal shock again.

— An angel? ... — He sighed, laying his face on the palm of your hand, making you melt with the gesture.

You stroked his cheek with your thumb, enjoying the feel of his fingers around your wrist.

— Yes ... the purest ...

His other hand ran backwards, leaving his piercings beside the small lamp without having to leave your hands, then bringing it back to hold your other wrist while you stroked his hair over the head.

He continued to feel it, opening his eyes when he felt the proximity of your face. You sealed your lips to his, this time only feeling heat from him.

Without separating from the kiss you let go of his fingers to hold one of his hands, sliding your nails across his skin until you removed the first ring, repeating this with the others.

You sucked on his lips, hearing a sigh.

His hands remained still in the air, even though you had already removed all his accessories.

You pulled away from his mouth, he stared at your face, looking for something that not even he seemed to know what.

You looked at his necklaces, he straightened up, hurrying.

— I will help you. — He commented a little more shy, bringing his bare hands to the back of his neck, but you wanted to be part of it anyway, approaching his neck to remove his necklaces on your own, his hands stopped automatically, waiting for you to finish.

You removed them, joining them with the rings and putting them next to the piercings behind him, next to the unlit lamp.

His breath hit your neck as you slowly came back. His body had laid down a little so that you could take his accessories to the others, but his knees remained glued to his body.

His torso was slightly curved, so that he could lay his head on the arm of the sofa where he was leaning before. You leaned, giving him space to stretch his legs more between yours, so that he could go down a little more and feel comfortable.

He lifted up with his elbows, searching for the proximity of your face again.

— Are you going to do this 'till the end? ... — he murmured quietly, enough to create a more intimate atmosphere.

You sat on his hip, trying to take his coat off his shoulders, realizing this he soon sat down, making the job easier, staying only with a sweater.

— You want me to do?...

He stated with some slight nods, caressing your cheek with his.

— I will ... but before that — You held his hands, kissing his hand's backs, paying attention to their tattoos. — I need to worship you a little more ...

His eyes followed his hands, watching each of his fingers being kissed and caressed, then you noticed that until then his hands which were so cold now were as hot as ever.

— Do you ... l-like my tattoos? ...

You stated with a murmur, continuing with the kisses.

— You are telling the truth?

You smoothed his nails with your fingertips, looking at his face after the question.

— I am.

— It's not a problem anymore? ...

— It was never a problem, Ayno ...

A smile escaped the corner of his lips, a sheepish smile.

— I'm feeling good ... — He held your fingers, squeezing your hand gently.

— Are you? ... — You asked, he confirmed.

— Because you're seeing me exactly the way I wanted you to do...

You met his attentive gaze, smiling along with his relieved expression.

— As you said ... I just didn't see you, because I didn't want to ... The problem was with me, after all.

He shook his head, lowering his face to yours, to kiss your mouth.

— It's nobody's fault, baby. — He raised his hand to the side of your face, drawing with his fingers up to your jaw. — You just need to trust me. — He lowered himself again to your face, meeting your lips again.

You let go of his hand, taking both of yours to his hair, pleasing him in the strands of his locks, listening to a contented sigh coming out of his throat.

One of his hands came to grab your neck, while the other landed on your back. His tongue moistened your lips, asking for passage to deepen the kiss, letting out a little whimper and making you both weak by the first intimate contact. You pulled his hair lightly with your hands, hearing another pleasant sound coming out of his throat.

You grabbed the hem of his sweater, just holding it for a moment, noticing the boy shivering all over.

You separated the kiss for a moment, letting one last peck before running your hands along the sides of his torso, sliding up in his thin waist until he removed the piece from his body.

You hugged his waist, sliding your fingers down his back, leaving some small kisses on his shoulder until the curve of his neck.

His head fell to the other side, giving full access to his neck, you took the opportunity to smell him, closing your eyes, almost bewitched.

His hands slid down your arms, kissing the area below your lobe, kissing your jaw, cheek and forehead.

You smiled when you felt his lips on your forehead and temple, keeping your eyes closed.

— Hm, yeah ... I missed that ...

— You did? — His voice came out lower, but he still smiled. You agreed, he continued. — You can have as much of it as you want ... — He kissed my head once again, hugging my neck.

You looked to the side, meeting his face, receiving another kiss.

— Do you accept me? ... — He murmured with his lips still near yours, giving some pecks.

You returned his gestures, removing the fringe from above his eyes, looking at him for a few seconds.

— I accept you. The way you are.

[kunderdogs]

Making Out With VAV

Let me start off by saying I've been into VAV since June 2018 and they're coming to my city in a few months. I will fucking die when I see them okay. On an unrelated note the photos with them are like $40 each and if you want one with each member its $250 (which is more expensive than the vvip tickets!) Ugh should I get them all or do 1? I'd feel terrible if one member's line for pics was shorter than another ya know UGH I'M GOING THRU IT PLS HELP ME

I got carried away with some of the members but tried to keep it short so I'm sorry others are longer than some. ^^' I’m not even Baron biased but why does he hurt me so...I’m so sorry Lou.

Thank you to the anon who requested this. As you all can tell, I have a weakness for VAV so I love writing them. - Cookie

St. Van:

I've deadass dreamed about making out with St. Van (who hasn't? you're lying if you said you didn't). He's such a fucking tease LIKE WHY SIR? 

Anyway, I can imagine making out with him is ALWAYS hot and heavy, no matter where you are. 

He'd much rather make out in his room or your place, where no one can interrupt because 11/10 times it's going to escalate to new heights. 

Honestly, he has no preference when it comes to a "make out style". If you want it short and sweet, he's down. Rough with lots of tongue? Sign him up! 

Doesn't like much dialog when he's in the mood, he'll catch your face in his hands and open mouth kiss you so you didn't get any mixed signals. 

Likes to be dominate no matter what but he likes when you're sitting on his lap. 

His hands, without fail, will always be in your hair - stroking, pulling, pushing it from your face. 

If it's up, NOT FOR LONG 'cause he'll take it out the ponytail

That's on hair pulling kinks

Be prepared for lots of noise. 

He's a moaner and WILL moan in your mouth if you nibble his lip or try to take over the dominate role. 

He'll find it so so so hot when you're rough with him - his unoccupied hand will grip your thigh and force you to connect your bodies fully and he'll definitely grind up into you, pushing your hips down into him. 

There's absolutely nothing gentle about making out with St. Van. 

He won't bruise you but ALMOST.

He'll give you bedroom eyes when you pull away and smirk when he notice how turned on you are. 

Leaning back into the couch with his head tilted to the side and breathing just a bit hard, he'll lick his lips disrespectfully. "I like when you're on top, baby girl, but I think we should take this to the bed, hm?"

(FUCK I GTG HOW AM I GONNA LOOK THIS MAN IN THE EYES WHEN I MEET HIM? IDK LORD HELP ME)

Baron:

Ok my sweet baby Baron. 

I feel like he's a low key freak. 

BUT A GENTLEMAN. 

The first couple of make outs are sweet and precious. 

He's very loving and kind so he won't be rough with you, like never. 

Is so shy the first time, but will initiate it about maybe 3 weeks in the relationship - sooner if you're flirty. 

Doesn't know what the hell you're comfortable with in this new step of your relationship. Picture this:

It's been a few weeks since you two made it official, even though you went through a month of the talking phase. You were flirty, but Chungheop was still shy with you on certain things. Today, the two of you had a fun-filled day at the amusement park. He had been eyeing you with heart eyes all day and you to him as well. It was hard not to, especially when you have a boyfriend as cute as him! As you were driving back to Seoul, the rain came down in buckets but Baron didn't want to go back to the dorms just yet. With cute puppy-eyes he asked you if he could come over to hang out for a few hours. There was absolutely no way for you to resist that.

So here you were, walking back into the living room after changing out of those ridiculously tight skinny jeans and into your pajama shorts. You traded your cute blouse for one of Baron's large shirts. He was lounging on the couch, scrolling through Netflix for something to kill the time with. Nothing was particularly catching his eye though. He didn't have to wait long until you flopped directly next to him and snuggled into his side.

As he took in your attire, his heart was pounding a thousand times a minute. You were too cute! When you two mutually decided on a Rom-Com, he got bored pretty quickly and shyly kissed your cheek.

With a smile, you turned to see him gazing at you. He leaned closer to your lips and hesitated only for a second before closing the distance. Softly, slowly would mold his lips to yours. Chungheop tilted his head to the side, softly exhaling while the arm on the back of the couch comes to the back of your neck.

Won't introduce tongue but will groan when you do it first. 

Heavy breathing and a whole lot of gentle caressing. 

His fingers slide down your cheek to cup your jaw before trailing to your cleavage only to settle on your hip. 

He won't have a tight grip, it's always light but never in the same place for very long - boy has wondering hands. 

Typically they're gripping and stroking. 

Will quietly groan if you deepen the kiss or start touching his skin (neck, stomach). 

His lips aren't ever rough with you 

He'll like to take his time tasting you. 

He's a nibbler/biter so expect him to bite gently on your lips a few times. 

Also he'll pull some freaky moves out of nowhere like sucking on your tongue and smile cheekily when you moan into him. 

Likes to keep you on your toes so some times, just to hear you gasp in surprise, he'll throw you on the bed/couch with a playful smirk.

Overall, he’s very sweet to you. “You look so cute like that, baby.”

Ace:

A whole tease. That's it. That's the post.

Jk. But Wooyoung is a big fan of a foreplay, like this is where he thrives! 

He knows how to fuck with you too, so he'll initiate the kisses and will make them so fluttering and lingering that you'll be on the verge of trying to smash his lips to yours. 

He'll pull away and be like "Uh-uh don't be so impatient, baby. We got all night~" 

Might even laugh a little bit if you were getting frustrated with all his teasing. 

He's the type to dominate everything about making out but it's in a sensual way (?) 

like not rough or aggressive at all. 

Will sneak his tongue in to spice it up after a few minutes just to catch you off guard.

Tongue

LOTS AND LOTS OF IT

French kissing

With a lot of moans from him - he’s pretty vocal but he’s not nearly as loud as you

Likes to suck - on any part of skin on your body. He’s not picky

Sloppy kisses since he has less self control than you think he does

He'll pick up the pace only to slow it down again and smile when you make noises into his mouth. 

Lives for the moment that you finally break under all the teasing and yank his hair.

Ace likes to catch you off guard a lot so he'll sneak up on you when you're distracted and spin you around just to give you kisses. 

He's a romantic at heart so back hugs that turn into making out on the kitchen counter are very common for you two. 

Wooyoung wouldn't want to make-out in public spaces but a hello and goodbye peck when he's in disguise is alright. 

He'll be mortified if you were in the middle of a heated make out session, his hands slowly creeping up your shirt only for the members to burst in. 

He would be soooooo red in the face lol so yeah y'all would have to be ALONE ALONE to have any real freaky time.

Ayno:

(first off, how dare I use this gif)

Has zero self control when it comes to his s/o

As mentioned previously, Ayno is an ass man

So if you want him to jump your bones, just wear a flattering pair of skinny jeans or a tight skirt

He’ll literally follow you around like a puppy

Lots of gulping, narrowed eyes stuck to your hips and ass as you walked in front of him

When it comes to making out, he’s the same way

A kiss is never just one and done

NO MA’AM, he wants all the smoke

He knows you like how his lips are so he goes in for the kill immediately

No build up

He’ll catch your wrist and spin you to face him

As soon as you notice his body pressed into you, his lips are pushing and pulling you to fold into him

Who are you to deny him that?

Doesn’t waste any time with teasing - his tongue is already putting in work

Likes to cradle your head and tilt it up to him

Wants to hear you whimper and moan breathlessly into him

Always likes to break the kiss to stare at you with an intensity that has your blood boiling

But is soooo playful

Might smirk and leave you hanging

Some times he’ll purposefully attack your mouth when you two really shouldn’t be kissing like when you went to his parent’s house

Enjoys the thrill of getting touchy when you guys could be caught any moment

A little bit of an exhibitionist 

He’ll tickle you or nuzzle you to cut some of the sexual tension or say something to make you giggle as he’s pressing kisses on your cheeks

Looooves to handle you if you’d let him

REALLY loves when you handle him too!!!

That one time when you pushed him on the couch, straddled him and yanked his hair, he swore that he was in heaven.

He’ll easily submit to you if you want him too

But he’ll make you work for it

Licking your lips, neck

Yoonho will beg you to let him put hickeys on you and when you agree, he’ll jump on you that second

Jacob:

HOt, heavy, messy, passionate all the time with no build up or warning for you at all. 

Jacob likes to keep you guessing so he'll initiate a make-out just about damn near everywhere and at any given time. 

He honestly doesn't care whose in the room, unless it was like yours or his family. 

The members and other staff? 

Yeah, doesn't matter - if he wants to kiss you then he will. 

If they don't wanna see it, they better leave because he won't stop unless you want him to ;)

Making out isn’t just kissing for him - it’s a prelude to the nasty-ness that’s about to come

So if you try to break the kiss to go answer your phone, he’s thoroughly offended and will drag you back to his lips

The type to walk in, no words, and catch the back of your neck with his large hand

Likes to make out with you against surfaces with him standing up

He’ll tell you he thinks it’s really hot when you wrap your legs around his waist

A bit of a size kink because he loves to corner you and pin you to the wall/bed and hover over you

You...have absolutely no complaints so...

He’s the dominate role even in making out

But just so gentle and loving that it makes you swoon

Rarely makes a sound other than breathing heavily, humming or growling

Face grabbing!!!!!

100% of the time will grind into you

Since his body is always smashed against yours, he doesn’t need to move much for you two to feel the friction

Has a habit of biting his lip and looking to the sky to grab his composure 

Likes your attention on him so he’ll grab your jaw

Playful but not as Ayno

Chuckles when he accidentally tickles you but easily refocuses your attention to the matter at hand:

His tongue in your mouth

Lou:

Shy baby won’t initiate any make-outs until later in the relationship

Probably like 3-4 months into it

Doesn’t mean he doesn’t like making out

Exactly the opposite actually

Hosung loves the intimacy of making out with his partner and finds it really romantic

Is very soft about the entire thing

Nearly melts into a puddle when you kiss him out of nowhere, literal hearts in his eyes 

Light pecks - just lips pressed against each other the first few seconds then he’ll slowly move and close his eyes

Hardly any freaky shit until he’s more comfortable with you

When he is comfortable, he’s still very sweet and loving but will be a bit of a tease

Likes to pull away from you and watch you chase his lips

Will play innocent when you get upset that he won’t move against you

Makes you work for it ‘cause he’s a bit of a brat

His hand kink will show during make outs

As soon as your hands touch him under his shirt, he’s a mess

Loud, deep groans and sucking his breath

Wants to watch you so he’ll love it when you’re in his lap

Lots of slow, teasing kisses until he can feel you grind into him

“Do that again.”

Knows how deep his voice can get so when he figures out it’s a turn on for you, he won’t shut up

“If you keep kissing me like that, I’ll have to take you in the room.”

“Unless you want me to strip you right here on the couch?”

“Princess, you’re eager hm? Mhm, I like that~”

You try your best to shut him up but the more you do, the more he’ll do also

He doesn’t prefer boobs over ass or vice versa but he tends to find his hands are constantly caressing your ass and waist a lot

Is hardly ever rough with you but will appreciate a few bites and sharp grips from your hands

Ziu:

Playful then turns hot and heavy. 

Heejun likes to goof off so making out will start off very innocent. 

You two could be just talking and laughing and he'll strike- tickling you and tackling you onto the couch. 

Eventually, it'll die down and as you were giggling and telling him he was crushing you under his weight, he'd be too busy staring at you to hear you. 

In a split second, he leaned down and gave you a soft kiss - something to convey what he was thinking at the moment. 

He had no intentions of going past that but when he felt your arms wrap around his shoulders, thin fingers stroking the back of his neck and down his back, it sends shivers down his spine. 

Ziu knows how big he is, and he is very cautious of you as well so he won't be rough with you unless there's a special reason. 

Usually, his hands stay on your body, running patterns down your sides but they'll always settle on the swell of your hips or your ass. 

He'll definitely man-handle you a bit - pulling you on to him, pushing you into the couch/bed. 

Some times he forgets how strong he is so his kisses suddenly turn very passionate, and in turn kind of sloppy. 

Open mouth kisses with lots of tongue clashing.

Likes a little bit of pain

Your nails scratching his back, yanking on his hair - as long as there’s no blood

He's pretty vocal, groaning and whispering sweet words in your ear. 

Dirty talk is only for rough sex so most times he'll be just a big ball of love and sensual, lingering kisses.

Then, when you want to deepen the kiss, he'll leave you hanging out of literally nowhere and look at you like you're crazy for trying to get freaky in the dorm living room when any of his members could walk in. 

"We're not doing any of what you're thinking on this couch, little lady." 

Finds it hilarious how sexually frustrated he can get you though, so he'll leave you hanging a lot more than you want lol.

Will probably laugh in your face when you pout and curse him for turning you on with no intention to finish

[emeraldbabygirl]

VAV’s reaction to catching you masturbating for the first time

Ayno: Ayno would be embarrassed and and run away but shyly asks you about it later. You just started masturbating with the new vibrator when Ayno walked in on you. You look up at his shocked face. He’s just standing there frozen so you decide to chime in. “Would you like to watch babe?” you moan and massage your breasts. “It’s just getting to the good part.” he bolts out of the room and when you finish you go out and find him. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you were doing..that.” Ayno said blushing thinking about your figure sprawled out on the bed you two shared. You chuckled, “Yoonho, did you not know that I masturbate sometimes?”

St.Van: St.Van would shyly apologize and leave you alone til you finish, then ask you about it later. You were about to climax when the bedroom door opened and Geumhyuk walked in. “Oh my god! I’m so sorry!” he said cheeks turning pink. He quickly left the room shutting the door behind him. When you finished you walked out to the living room where Geumhyuk was. “Y/n, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you were in there..doing that.””It’s alright babe,” you’d say grinning. “Maybe next time you walk in I’ll let you watch.” Geumhyuk’s face turned pink again but he grinned.

Ziu: Ziu would ask to watch. You were in the middle of masturbating when the door opened and Ziu poked his head in. He sheepishly grins, “C-can I watch?” slightly surprised and excited you’d smile and open your legs some more. “Of course babe, I’ll give you a nice show.”

Lou: Lou would just watch and join in on the fun. You had just started finding your pace as you were still pretty new to masturbation when in walks Hosung. Before you could even react he sat on the bed in front of your opened legs and began rubbing circles on your thighs. He planted kisses up your thighs and when he came to where you were holding the vibrator he looked up at you. You stopped, face turning a light shade of red. “H-Hosung I-” he placed his hand over your clit and began circling it with his thumb. “Don’t stop kitten, Daddy’s gonna join you. Please close your eyes and just listen to my voice.”

Jacob: Jacob would watch through the crack in the door. You were busy with the new toy Jacob bought you but you still weren’t feeling it. So you reached for the nipple clamps in the bedside drawer when you hear the door crack open. Having an idea of who it was you didn’t say anything you just continued what you were doing. Through you were heavy breathing you could hear another person breathing as well. You looked up and through the crack you saw Jacob. You knew what he was doing. You continued to look at him as you were about to orgasm. “Shit, shit, shit, fuck.” Jacob was practically hissing and moaning your name under his breath which only got you closer. You both ended up coming at the same time. You heard a loud “fuck y/n” and you looked at the entrance to your bedroom and saw a few drops on the floor. You smiled, hoping Jacob would surprise you with more special appearances soon.

Baron: Chunghyeop would hear you and wait to talk later. Chunghyeop came into your room as soon as you hit your first orgasm. He blushed seeing your contorted face mixed with your body sprawled out on the bed glistening with sweat and your heavenly juices. When you opened your eyes you saw Chunghyeop in the doorway frozen in his tracks, face bright red and pants tightening around his aroused bulge. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to walk in on you.” You and Chunghyeop were laying in bed later that night discussing the previous events of that evening. “Really? I find it funny how you happen to walk in at the perfect time.” You said causing Baron to blush once again.

ACE: ACE would barge in and ignore whatever you were doing to look for something leaving you mad. You were in your room, in the mood. The lights were dim and the door was shut. You finally had time to yourself. But as soon as you began you masturbate ACE barged in. Barley having time to cover up you laid there shocked and angry. ACE turned the light on all the way and rummaged around in the closet. You were beginning to boil. You never walked in on him when he wanted some alone time. “What the fuck Wooyoung?!” you yelled. “Couldn’t you see the door was shut?” “I’m looking for something.” he continued to rummage through the room. “Can’t you look for it later, I don’t walk in on you when you masturbate.” You angrily watched as ACE finally found what he was looking for. He left you in the room your mood killed so you decided to take a nap 

Idk man but this gif of ACE. Fuck

[excindrela]

12 Days of Demon Ayno - Day 3 (18+ M)

Supernatural AU

Pairing: demon! Ayno (Noh YoonHo) VAV x Female Reader

Genre: Fluff & S M U T

Warnings: Fingering, Graphic sex (semi-public, mirror, un-protected)

Word Count: 2435

AN: Welcome to Day 3 of the 12 Days of Demon Ayno! As promised, here’s the SMUT! (Oh don’t worry- there’s more where this came from!)  I love feedback- so if there’s something you like, or something you want to see- tell me!! Hope you like it! 

Demon Ayno: Summoned, Thanksgiving, 12 Days: Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 | Day 7 | Day 8 | Day 9

On the 3rd Day of Christmas: You Took Ayno to the Mall

You were sifting through the mail, which at this time of year consisted mostly of ads and catalogs, when you saw the envelope. Oh no. You’d almost forgotten: the office Christmas party. There was no getting out of it, and worse, somehow your co-workers had found out you had a boyfriend. This meant you were going to have to take Ayno. You glanced over at him, sitting on the couch totally engrossed in yet another insipid Hallmark Christmas movie, and wondered how you were going to pull this off. There was no way he was going to just blend in: Ayno was tall and beautiful- the platinum blonde hair you were currently gracing him with making him even more of a standout. Once you put him in a suit and tie, he was going to stop traffic and hearts. You felt yourself getting lightheaded at the thought.

Right on cue, Ayno’s head swiveled in your direction, eyes already glowing burgundy and full of sparkle, as he gracefully rose and crossed the room in three short strides to press his body against yours and capture your mouth with his. “Did you need something?” he asked suggestively.  

“Nope. I’m good.” You half lied.

Never one to take no for an answer, Ayno began softly kissing your neck. “Mmmmm...your pheromones suggest otherwise.” He said softly between kisses.

“With you kissing me like that, how could they not?”

You felt his lips curve into a smile. “I don’t see the problem…”

“The problem”, you said attempting to push him away, “is that once we get going, we don’t stop! …and I unfortunately have things to get done tonight.”

“I hope you were planning to add me to your to-do list” he mock pouted.

You laughed “You are always on my to-do list.”

*          *          *

Any thoughts you had that you were going to leave Ayno at home and just say “he couldn’t make it” went out the window at the end of the staff meeting the next day when Megan, who you usually referred to as Mega Bitch Barbie, cornered you and asked in front of everyone “So! Will we finally be seeing this mysterious boyfriend of yours at the Christmas party?”, the tone of her voice implying that no such person actually existed. Right then and there you decided that Ayno was definitely going, and in the most lethal look you could mentally conjure for him.

*          *          *

 “Soooo…we have to go shopping.” You told him.

“Shopping?” he asked excitedly “Can we go to the store with the chicken feet and the large spikey fruit?” Ayno loved grocery shopping.

“No, sorry- this is not a trip to the Asian market. We have to go to the Mall.”

He looked a little disappointed. “Do we have to go through every store? Many of them seem the same. And some of them stink and make me sneeze.”

You laughed lightly. “I promise we will avoid Yankee Candle and Bath & Body Works. I have to find a dress to wear to the office Christmas party.”

“Oh. When will you go to this party?”

“In a couple weeks. You’re going too.”

Ayno’s whole face lit up. “I will go with you? You think it is ok to let people see me and meet me?” he asked.

“Of course! …and before you ask, yes, I will tell them you’re my boyfriend.”

“I promise I will try not to be awkward. I will say little and stay right next to you.” he said in a rush.

Your heart hurt a little- he was trying so hard. “You’ll be fine. You’re doing a great job of acting human.”

Ayno beamed and gave you one of those full body hugs you loved. “Do I need clothes for this too?”

“Well yes- and no. You do need a suit. But I was thinking I might just conjure your clothes.”

Ayno looked wary. “Is that a good idea? You know what happens…”

He wasn’t wrong in his concern. You had learned that when Ayno said he appeared however you desired him, he meant it literally. If you truly desired him to look like SpongeBob SquarePants in a pink housecoat and hair curlers, that is exactly what he would look like…and the change would take only moments. So, if you desired him to wear the outfit on the cover of GQ- that’s what he would be instantly wearing. The problem came in when you started thinking about things you’d like him to do to you and started picturing him naked…which was why you had invested in some actual real world clothes for him- those didn’t just disappear off his body the second your thoughts went NC-17.

*          *          *

You started with the department stores. Nordstrom & Bloomingdale’s were too expensive, and Dillard’s had a whole lot of nothing. That meant you had to hit the mall stores.

Ayno had proven to be good to shop with: three levels of consumer paradise always fascinated him, he offered honest assessments of anything you tried on, and had seemingly endless patience with the process- particularly if you gave him your cell phone to play with. He was totally addicted to Candy Crush.

This next store looked sort of promising. Over bright lighting, hard to navigate displays, tons of disposable fast fashion, and from the overhead speakers Mariah Carey was loudly declaring that all she wanted for Christmas was you. You saw several dresses you liked right away, and they had most of them in your size. The salesgirl lead you to the dressing room area at the rear of the store. They were co-ed dressing rooms that sat down a long hallway with wooden stadium style seats on one side and then the dressing rooms on the other with doors that reached almost to the floor. You stepped inside the room to discover it was actually rather spacious and had one of those awesome three panel mirrors that you could angle so you could actually see yourself from every position all at once. The first two dresses were absolute no goes: One of them was ill fitting, and the color on the other one washed you out. The third dress was a possibility if not a little boring. You actually had to take your bra off for dress number four: one of those tight stretchy neoprene numbers that looked almost like vinyl. Ok, this dress was a little too body-con for an office party, but you looked sexy as hell. You were tousling your hair, turning and admiring yourself when you heard a knock on the dressing room door. You were about to tell the salesgirl you were fine, when you heard Ayno’s voice low and husky “Open the door”. You cracked it open to see his eyes blazing burgundy and full of lust. He pushed through the dressing room door and locked it behind him. He moved around to stand behind you, wrapping one arm around your waist and pressing you to his body, the other hand rubbing your thigh and pushing the already-too-short-hem of the dress ever higher. “Mmmm you do look sexy, don’t you? He said as he captured your earlobe with his teeth and began nibbling and tugging on it.  “Ayno! Stop!” you hissed. “What’s the matter baby? Afraid someone will hear us?” “YES! We will get thrown out! Or arrested!!” “Then you’d better stay quiet” he growled as he pushed 2 of his fingers into your mouth. This was the closest you had ever gotten to sucking Ayno’s cock, so you went to work on his fingers with all the pent-up frustration of having been denied that privilege. His large hand kneaded and grabbed your ass as you swirled your tongue around his fingers and sucked hard. While weaving a trail of pale strawberry marks across the top of your shoulders, he worked the dress to your waist; and still feeling the smooth skin of your bare ass, he glanced down at it. “Oooo…you are feeling sexy today! You’re wearing- what do you call this again? A “thong”? Such pretty black lace…” his eyes flared a brighter burgundy as he looked up at you in the mirror “…too bad it’s in my way.” Ayno bent down, and with one hand occupied by your mouth, he used the other to pull the string taut, and brought his teeth down to rip it away from the “whale tail” at the top. You felt it give way and slingshot between your legs, coming to dangle uselessly in the front. “That’s better” he said as he brought his free hand down to smack your ass. You squealed in surprise and jumped forward slightly. “Shhhh…I can’t fuck you if you won’t stay quiet.” Ayno admonished as pumped his fingers in and out of your mouth.  He pulled them out with a pop and trailed them between your ass cheeks before sliding lower and slipping them into your juicy pussy. You sighed as he slid them in and out quickly causing a squelching sound. “Is all this for me?” he whispered. You nodded and whimpered slightly, suddenly needing to feel him buried in you. You moaned in protest as he abruptly removed his fingers, bringing his hand around to the front of you, running his fingers up and down between your folds before placing your swollen clit between his thumb and forefinger and gently rolling. You gasped, bighting your lips to keep silent as he brought his other hand up and gently lifted your chin until you look up and meet his eyes in the mirror. You could feel your tension building, as you ground your ass against Ayno’s hard cock, still straining to be freed from his pants. Suddenly he stopped, kissed your cheek and whispered “Not yet” low in your ear as you moaned in protest of your stolen high.

Ayno reached up slowly removed the straps from your shoulders and rolled the dress down your sides and off your body until it fell to the floor. He turned you slightly sideways and said, “Spread your legs, bend over, and put both hands on the left mirror.” Your core grew hot with anticipation as you followed his instructions. Then he reached over and adjusted the right panel of the mirror so you could see your naked body bent before him: breasts hanging free and dripping pussy on display like an open rose. You watched breathlessly as Ayno took his finger and ran it gently along the edges of each petal, and slowly swirled around the opening before pushing a single digit back in. A sigh escaped your lips as he worked the digit slowly back and forth before withdrawing it covered in your juices to swirl around the lips again. “So beautiful.” He murmured as he repeated his actions before bringing his fingers to his lips and licking them clean. His eyes never left yours as he unzipped his pants and let them fall to the floor next to the dress. He gently stroked himself and then brought the tip of his length to your waiting hole. He stroked the head of his cock up and down between your slick folds, lubing himself until you saw him prod the entrance, and begin teasing you by inserting just the head, and then withdrawing it. “Oh god Ayno- don’t tease me! Just fuck me” you pleaded. “So impatient” he said clucking his tongue at you. “Are you going to stay quiet?” he asked as he pushed in again. “Yes” you whispered desperately. He grabbed your hips and sheathed himself all the way in in one long steady stroke. You watched as his shaft disappeared inside you one centimeter at a time, your walls stretching as he pressed in until his thighs were flush against your ass. Then he dragged slowly all the way back out, allowing you to feel his every ridge. For a moment you could see his cock coated in your juices glistening in the dressing room lights, before he pushed himself all the way back in watching as your wet pussy lips parted to welcome him. Every time he pressed in you could feel the sweet stretch against your walls as he filled you and then the feeling of emptiness as your walls touched again when he withdrew. Ayno’s eyes met yours in the mirror “I love watching your pussy take my cock. Do you like it too? Do you like watching me fuck you?” he asked. “Yes, god yes…please Ayno, this is torture! Fuck me hard...” you whined. “Your wish is always my command” he said as he continued thrusting fully in and out of you, his pace building rapidly. The slap of his thighs against your ass was muffled by the sounds of Blink 182 telling you they would not be home for Christmas; but you watched your ass cheeks jiggle as his thighs connected, and your breasts bounce with every stroke. He continued pulling his full length out and slamming back into you despite the frenetic pace he now had. Your breath was coming in shallow pants as you reached one hand down to your throbbing clit and squeezed your eyes shut. You weren’t aware of how loud you were moaning until Ayno reached forward and clamped one hand over your mouth. “C’mon baby – don’t be scared- you don’t have to hold back.” he coaxed, seeing you fighting to keep your climax at bay. You could feel your stomach tighten and your legs starting to shake. Your moans became high pitched as your orgasm sent waves of pleasure through your body. Ayno pulled out and spun you around- pressing you against his body, your mound grinding against his bare cock and your whimpers lost in his mouth as you rode it out.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. You broke away from the kiss, your whole body going stock still, shaking legs still being supported by Ayno. “Hi! How’s it goin’ in there?!” the voice of the overly cheerful salesgirl asked. Ayno broke into a huge grin. “Great! Thanks!” you called back, hoping you didn’t sound as shaky as you felt. “Was that a good size for you? Did that fit ok?” she asked. Ayno’s whole body began shaking with silent laughter. “Yep! It was perfect. Fit like a dream.” you answered back trying not to laugh. “Ok! Let me know if you need anything else!” she said as she moved on to check the next patron. “Maybe some new underwear…” you mumbled under your breath.

[fallinnflower]

pink in the night

baron x reader (fluff, soulmate!au, non-idol!au) 

a/n: this was requested by @randomkpopfiction, thank you for your support and for being so patient with me!! i hope you like this~ also here’s the song i’m referencing with the title the lyrics felt right for this song

The first time you were taught what a soulmate mark was, you were eight years old. You barely had more than a passing interest in boys, but somehow the tales the teachers wove for you about finding your soulmate still made your heart flutter. 

The sensation quickly vanished upon your next encounter with your male best friend, who was more annoying than anything at that age. But that disgust couldn’t last long in the face of fate, and soon you were pre-adolescent and fantasizing about falling in love on your eighteenth birthday with the perfect boy and living happily ever after. 

You’ve known Baron longer than you’ve known about soulmates. 

The two of you had gone to daycare together, and become fast friends; your play dates only increased in frequency as you entered school, until eventually play dates were ‘uncool’ and you were simply studying together. Baron would walk to and from school with you every day, and the two of you would regale stories from your separate classes. Sometimes he would hold your hand, always seeking affection from you, and you really thought nothing of it. 

Not until you were sixteen. 

Baron was older than you by a handful of months, so rather he was on the edge of seventeen and you were still thoroughly sixteen, when you realized that maybe your feelings for Baron weren’t entirely friendly. The chubby-cheeked boy of your youth had grown into a slender teenager seemingly overnight, and you had to admit he looked particularly princely at one of your classmates’ birthday party. 

Your classmate came from a wealthy family, and had somehow fallen in love with the American show “My Super Sweet Sixteen,” and had begged her parents to allow her to throw one. She was an exceptional student and extremely kind, so they granted her wish — everyone attended in the most formal wear they could scrap together, and attended the birthday ball in style. 

You and Baron had gone with a group of friends, and when the first slow song of the night came on you felt yourself hanging back. Your friends all paired up, smiling bashfully, and you simply shrunk into yourself, sipping on punch from the refreshment table. 

You convinced yourself you were fine being alone on the balcony, but you were certainly thrilled when your MIA best friend appeared with a gentle,

“Boo!” 

“Don’t do that!” You snapped, though you couldn’t help but smile as you playfully punched him. “I could’ve spilled my drink!”

“Sorry, sorry,” he said, though he didn’t look sorry at all. You hardly had time to mind, however, since he was suddenly holding out his hand towards you with a more serious glint in his eye. 

“Dance with me?” 

To say you were shocked was an understatement. Baron was handsome, and he was popular — most people probably wanted to dance with him on a night like tonight. 

And yet he chose you. 

To your surprise, he didn’t lead you back into the main room; he simply pulled you closer to him and began to sway with the melody right out under the stars. With his gaze on you, intent and fond, you somehow felt as though this night was about you and not your classmate. 

Baron spun you, sending you into a short fit of giggles which lasted until he pulled you flush against him and fixed you with a serious look you’d never seen before. You felt your heart begin to hammer as Baron slowly leaned in toward you, before it skipped a beat entirely as his lips pressed against yours. 

Your first kiss was short-lived, gentle but a bit awkward, and yet it left you both with beaming grins and bright red cheeks. 

That night, however, when you lay in bed, you felt a little crack split through your heart. You and Baron… you both had soulmates out there, somewhere, waiting for you. And if you took this chance with Baron, you risked hurting the both of you and your future soulmates — and losing your best friend. 

You didn’t sleep well that night. 

Two days later, on Monday afternoon, Baron was sitting across from you on your bedroom floor doing homework. Your heart was racing while you were around him, but the guilt lingering in the back of your mind made you feel sick. 

“Hey, Y/N?” He asked. You pretended to be working very hard on your math homework as you replied. 

“Yes?”

“Would you… go on a date with me this weekend?” 

You nearly snapped the pencil you had in your hand. Baron was positively beaming, his eyes glittering, and you felt your heart split in two because you felt, truly and deeply, that any answer you gave him would hurt him badly. 

You promptly burst into tears, and Baron held you until you calmed down. It never came up again. 

Your eighteenth birthday is looming on the horizon, a mere two days away, and as you lay staring at your ceiling you’re shocked at how scared you feel. Excitement, of course, you expected — but you feel legitimately frightened by the prospect of receiving your soulmark. And you know why, but you aren’t exactly ready to admit it fully to yourself.

In the years after your first kiss, Baron had always let you know in small ways that he was available and willing should you change your mind. Even after getting his soulmark three months ago — an assortment of black lines which resembled almost a flower, but maybe almost a fish, on the inside of his right wrist — he had continued to flirt gently with you; to seek your affection as he always had. 

Your friends like to tease that the two of you were meant to be and would definitely turn out to be soulmates (you aren’t entirely convinced Ayno and Ziu don’t have a bet running on it) and it’s precisely that certainty which makes you so anxious. 

If Baron isn’t your soulmate, you know it will break his heart (and yours); despite pushing aside your feelings for years, you still love Baron dearly in every sense of the word, although you’ve never told anyone that. 

As if sensing that you were getting too in your own head, your phone pings with a message. Baron’s name pops up on screen and you can’t help but smile at his text, which offers you ice cream and a walk around the local park if you come downstairs within the next ten minutes. 

You’re down in less than five. 

“So,” he says, as the two of you venture down the street. “One or two scoops today?” You sigh. 

“Two, please.” Baron laughs and casually slings an arm around your shoulders as you walk. You allow yourself to lean into him, wondering if this might be one of the last instances where you can be this casually affectionate with him. 

“Whatever you want,” he says, and you bite into your lip. 

You wonder if it’s wrong to want to be with Baron, regardless of everything; if it’s wrong to wonder if fate had somehow cheated you out of something amazing. 

You push it out of your mind as the two of you enter the ice cream shop, and do your best not to think too hard about it — but your heart sinks every time you catch a glimpse of the little tattoo on his wrist, wondering just what your birthday would bring. 

Your birthday party was initially intended to be a surprise party, and you know this because Ziu is particularly bad at being quiet about anything, especially when he’s excited. Despite knowing, you do your best to act surprised because you know Baron and St. Van will be sad if they find out you know, and a sad Baron is hard enough for you to handle without poor, sweet Geumhyuk moping about too. So, you try not to dress up too much (but you know they’ll be taking pictures, and you want to look good), and try your best to ignore the sounds you can hear through your front door.

These boys. You love them, but subtlety just… isn’t their thing. You’re already smiling before you’ve even turned the doorknob, anticipating what lies beyond.

Shortly put, it’s a mess. When you open the door, multiple party poppers go off and the only distinct voice you hear is Ziu’s, yelling directly into your left ear. You laugh and teasingly admonish him as Lou sticks a very large, sparkling crown on your head. It’s pandemonium, all glittering and loud, but you can’t keep the smile off your face as your best friend appears to guide you through the festivities of the evening. For the first time that day, you aren’t counting down the minutes until your birthday officially happens, and your soulmark will appear.

Ayno convinces everyone to participate in a dance battle for your personal enjoyment — you, actually, are allowed to sit back on the comfiest seat in the house, eat as many snacks as you want (courtesy of Geumhyuk, bless his heart), and choose all the songs. The winner of the competition gets to give you their gift first, and Baron, unsurprisingly, is exceptionally eager at this prospect. In the end, it boils down to just him and Ayno, yourself and all the other guests watching with bated breath. Just as the song ends, a timer goes off on someone’s phone — you turn your attention to the sudden flash of movement that is Geumhyuk slipping into the kitchen, and catch a glimpse of the clock on the wall.

Your soulmark is going to appear in less than five minutes. You don’t really register who wins, too busy counting the seconds, until Baron places his hand on your shoulder. When you turn to look at him, you find a small box extended towards you, and realize he must have won the dance competition. It takes most of your willpower to smile and accept the gift, anxiety starting to gnaw at you once more.

Inside the box is a necklace with a delicate silver chain with a pendant made of a pale pink stone in a perfect disc shape. Baron doesn’t say a word as he plucks it out of the box, and you move your hair aside to allow him to clasp it on you; his fingers brush against the nape of your neck and you suppress a shiver, feeling that same guilt squeeze your chest as you gently brush your own fingers along the pendant resting above your heart.

What’s going to happen, if you and Baron aren’t soulmates? 

As if he senses your worries, he hands you a little card you hadn’t seen at the bottom of the box that appears to be from the jewelry store. Pink Calcite, it reads, enhances the heart’s way of knowing — the wordless awareness that we mean when we say, “I knew it in my heart.” You turn the card over to find that Baron has simply written “영원히” and drawn a little heart beside his name. With your heart in your throat, you turn to look at him, only to find his attention directed at the clock. Suddenly, someone dims the lights, and Geumhyuk shoulders his way out of the kitchen holding your birthday cake. This is it, you think. All other thoughts leave your mind, and you can’t pin down quite how you feel.

Unable to think of a single other way to cope, you look to Baron for reassurance. He smiles at you, just like he always does, and reaches out to take your hand; you only just notice that his soulmark is covered today. 

The candles flicker gently before your eyes, and you hear Baron’s gentle voice singing right beside you as you stare into the flames. The seconds tick down, and you close your eyes, wishing for just one thing as you blow out the candles.

Geumhyuk is serving the cake and your mark is very, very slowly making its appearance. Or, really, it’s not that slow — it took Ace’s mark almost four hours to develop fully, and yours is already starting to pick up pigment in some places, so it shouldn’t be so bad. It wouldn’t, if you could just stop thinking about how Baron has been tense ever since you blew out those candles and how quickly he let go of your hand to go help cut the cake. You fiddle nervously with the pendant he gave you, picking at your cake while everyone else gets theirs served, and hope this won’t take long.

You open gifts, and everything feels painfully slow. Just like at every birthday party you’ve ever had, Baron is the one who sits beside you on the floor and collects all the wrapping paper scraps so you don’t have to later — only this time he’s more quiet, and you can tell he’s just as nervous as you.

What you don’t realize is how intently he watches your wrist every time you peel back paper, or show off a gift, or pass him the trash. You don’t see how his eyes trace the shape of your tattoo every spare second he has, and how each passing moment seems to be enlivening him. 

It doesn’t occur to you at all until everyone has left except you and Baron, and you’re cleaning up. The boys had the wonderful forethought to get paper and plastic dishes and utensils, and Baron is washing the cake cutter while you pick up cups from around the living area.

You accidentally glimpse your wrist and drop the entire stack in your hands, juice and soda spilling across the hardwood at your feet as you stare in shock at your fully formed mark. Baron’s doesn’t even dry his hands before he’s rushing out of the kitchen to make sure you’re okay, taking you gently by the shoulders to maneuver you away from the spill. 

“What’s wrong?” He asks, understandably off-put, and you can’t even find it in yourself to speak — you simply hold your wrist out towards him, revealing your full mark. 

Baron’s breath seems to leave his body, and everything falls silent and still until he slowly reaches up to trace his fingers along the lines of your mark. Then, in a sudden flurry of movement, he shoves the sleeve of his sweater up his arm and turns to stand beside you so he can reveal his as well, holding them side by side as though he can’t believe it. 

They’re identical.

You turn to look at him, unable to think of a single word to say, and Baron’s eyes sparkle with unshed tears as he pulls you into his arms. 

“I knew,” he says, though you aren’t sure if he’s speaking to himself or to you. “I always knew.” Just like that, you begin to cry, winding your arms tightly around him.

“I’m sorry,” you sob, and Baron is quick to pull back and look at you in concern, his hands not leaving you for a moment.

“Why are you apologizing?” He asks, and although his tone is light, teasing you for crying, you can see the anxiety in his eyes. It feels like sixteen all over again and you can’t help but sob harder.

“You were a-always so sure and I— I kept it f-from happening,” you lament. “All this t-time I’ve made you m-miserable and—” 

Baron presses his lips to yours, effectively shutting you up, before kissing away the tear stains on your cheeks before pressing his forehead to yours.

“Don’t apologize for something like that, silly,” he says, nuzzling your nose with his when you gently sniffle. “We have the rest of our lives to look forward to.”

You look into the eyes you’ve known almost your whole life, curved into a smile broader and brighter than any you think you’ve ever seen, and you wonder why you ever worried in the first place. After all, if Baron is by your side, what could go wrong?

(You realize later, and you can’t help but smile: reality truly lived up to all your youthful fantasies.)

[fullsunhyuk]

bias list [28.3]

those in (brackets) are the ones that wreck/get to me a lot but that i dont think ill bias anytime soon

those in CAPITALS are the ones that murder/attack me

completely soft, you can call them hot but dont give me any sexy thoughts with them, 9/10 times will melt into a puddle of softness if i see them

mostly soft, youd really have to make me imagine things if you want me to get turned on by them

basically neutral, either not feeling particularly strong for them either way or it constantly chances so much that its hard to really say which one it is

mostly hard, will turn me on if you send them but might not happen immediately, probably depends on if you send a cute or hot photo

hard, ill choke if you send them, definitely turn me on (might still have soft thoughts about every once in a while but you get the point)

help, they make my heart jump out of my chest and turn me into a giggly mess but at the same time theyre sO FUCKING HOT

[name] (!): no softness pls, i want to see them as only hard doms that could make me submit to them at will

nct: haechan, lucas, YANGYANG, WINWIN, taeil, jaehyun, YUTA (!) //JUNGWOO, (XIAOJUN, TEN, CHENLE, JISUNG, JENO, MARK, JOHNNY)

stray kids: lee know, seungmin, HAN // I.N

the boyz: kevin, new, ERIC, sangyeon, juyeon, Q, HAKNYEON // hyunjae

up10tion: kogyeol, wooshin, xiao // JINHYUK, GYUJIN

vav: ziu, lou, ST VAN, AYNO // JACOB (!), (BARON)

ateez: mingi, jongho // (YEOSANG, SAN, JOONG)

got7: YUGYEOM, youngjae, JACKSON // JAEBEOM (!), (BAMBAM (!))

exo: lay, suho, CHANYEOL // XIUMIN, (BAEKHYUN, CHEN, SEHUN)

a.c.e: jun, CHAN // DONGHUN, BYEONGKWAN (!)

b.i.g: GUNMIN, heedo

sf9: dawon, TAEYANG (!), rowoon, ZUHO // (HWIYOUNG, jaeyoon)

astro: - // moonbin, sanha, mj, ROCKY, JINJIN, EUNWOO

seventeen: dk, JEONGHAN, HOSHI, WOOZI (!), DINO // (mingyu), WONWOO (!)

golden child: JIBEOM, TAG, JOOCHAN (!) // bomin, DONGHYUN, (DAEYEOL)

oneus: seoho, keonhee, HWANWOONG (!) // leedo

onf: etion, j-us, hyojin

pentagon: kino, hui, shinwon // hongseok

nu'est: aron // (jr), BAEKHO, (MINHYUN)

cix: byounggon, jinyoung // (SEUNGHUN)

day6: jae, young k // WONPIL, (DOWOON)

victon: HEOCHAN, SEUNGSIK // (subin), THE ONE WHO SHALL NOT BE MENTIONED (!), (HANSE, BYUNGCHAN)

snuper: woosung, SANGIL

vixx: n, KEN, HYUK // LEO, (HONGBIN)

monsta x: i.m, kihyun, minhyuk // (HYUNGWON)

n.flying: hun, dongsung // SEUNGHYUB (!)

ikon: jinhwan // JUNE (!), song, DONGHYUK

imfact: ungjae, TAEHO // (SANG)

knk: JIHUN // HEEJUN, seoham

ab6ix: - // (YOUNGMIN, donghyun)

iz: hyunjun // (JIHOO)

target: woojin // BOUN (!), (SEULCHAN)

witz: jimyoung // ESON

seven o clock: jeonggyu, ANDY, rui // (TAEYOUNG (!))

bts: jimin, v, suga, JIN // HOBI

uniq: yibo, SUNGJOO (!), YIXUAN (!) // SEUNGYOUN

in2it: hyunuk, ISAAC (!) // (jiahn)

the rose: hajoon

nex7 (chin.): ZEREN, wenjun, ZHENGTING, JUSTIN // quanzhe

1team: rubin

verivery: dongheon // YEONHO, KANGMIN, (hoyoung), YONGSEUNG, GYEHYEON

dkb: teo, heechan, gk // (YUKU), lune

d-crunch: hyunoh, hyunwoo

new kidd: woochul, yunmin // HWI, (JINKWON)

too: chan, j.you, MINSU // (chihoon), WOONGI, JEROME

trcng: taeseon // i cant remember but SEVERAL OF THEM

btob: sungjae, ilhoon // HYUNSIK

noir: minhyuk, yunsung, siheon (!) // siha, YEONKUK

onewe: yonghoon, harin

b.i.t: king

lucente: u.seong, bao, z.hoo

greatguys: hwalchan, haneul

kard: j.seph

1the9: doyum, seunghwan // YONGHA, (JUNSEO, TAEKHYEON (!))

tst: yohan

treasure 13: yoshi, mashiho, junkyu

halo: OOON (!), yoondong

black6ix: - // (ALL OF THEM (!) except yongseok) (this group means death)

d1ce: hyunsoo, yonggeun

onlyoneof: junji, nine // YOOJUNG, (LOVE a little bit)

txt: yeonjun // (ALL OF THEM a little bit)

limitless: raychan, a.m // j-jin

unine (chin.): - // (MINGMING, JIA YI, CHANGXI)

trei: jaejun, CHANGHYUN

teen top: niel, ricky

enoi: laon, avin // dojin, gun, J-KID

jbj95: kenta // (SANGGYUN)

awaken f: zimo, MUBO (!) // FEN (!)

winner: jinu // hoony

hotshot: - // TIMOTEO, TAEHYUN (!)

shinee: minho, taemin

super junior: yesung, leeteuk

14u: esol

nine percent (chin.): ZHENGTING, YANJUN (!), justin // XUKUN (!), (CHENGCHENG, XIAO GUI, ZIYI) (perhaps i want this entire group to collectively step on me)

x1: EUNSANG, // (SEUNGYOUN, SEUNGWOO (!), YOHAN)

wanna one: daniel, ???, idk anymore

ult list:

1. haechan / lee know

3. jongho

4. yibo

5. kogyeol

6. jeonghan

7. rowoon

8. SANGIL

9. YANGYANG

[kpophours]

A World In-between

➵ VAV: (angel) Baron x fem. reader / one shot, angel AU / angst, fluff

➵ warnings: mentions of death, mentions of violence (car crash)

➵ word count: 2.5k

➵ series: Baron, Ayno, St. Van, Ziu, Lou, Ace

You don't know how much time has passed by now.

Everyday is the same for you - you keep wandering the brightly lit hallway in front of your room, never going too far, always returning before it gets dark outside.

Sometimes you follow the doctors or nurses into some of the other occupied rooms on this ward, observe how they treat patients, how they talk to family members, how they sometimes break down when someone didn't pull through.

Like you.

Well, technically you're not dead.

Yet.

Right now, you - or rather, your body - is laying in room 394. Machines help you breathe, help you get nourishment, help you stay alive. 

At least for the time being. 

You guess a bit over four weeks have passed since your car accident (not your fault, but the drunk driver who hit you only got a few bruises, while you are now stuck in a coma - life's funny like that sometimes). Your family and friends still visit regularly, some more than others, they are the only entertainment you get in this world in-between. You haven't seen other... ghosts, lost souls or whatever you are, yet. You also haven't looked for any, if you're being honest. 

You have watched enough Supernatural to know there are only two possibilities for you: move on or stay stuck forever. 

You don't believe the encouraging words of the doctors, promising your parents a speedy recovery once you wake up. If you wake up sounds more like it. You heard some nurses talk in low voices behind your parents’ back - that the chances you'll ever wake up again are very slim indeed. Probably going towards zero by now.

You sigh, stroll around your room and look out of the window and into the dark night sky. No stars are visible tonight, the bright lights of the city masking the natural light of the far aways suns completely. 

"There you are."

You whirl around, clutching your heart - is it possible for a ghost (lost soul, whatever) to have a heart attack? Because you're pretty sure you almost got one thanks to the person now standing in the middle of your room. 

His hair is blond and a bit unkempt, he's tall and slim and sports a soft smile, his eyes forming little crescents. 

"Uh. Hi.", you just say, a bit dumbfounded. 

His smile widens. "Hi." 

That's all he gives you. You tilt your head to one side, calculating him with a critical look. "Not to be rude, but who are you?", you ask, feeling a bit bolder thanks to his inviting, open face. 

"You can call me Baron.", he answers, burying his hands into the pockets of his white trousers. 

"And... you were searching for me?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because you're lonely."

You huff at that. "I'm not! My parents just left. And I know for a fact that my best friend will come visit again - tomorrow morning before her lecture, actually. She told me so herself."

Baron just gazes at you, one eyebrow slightly raised. 

You gulp a bit. "And... I mean, there are doctors and nurses and-"

"You haven't left your room."

"That's not true! I was wandering the hallway just yesterday." 

"There are others like you here, you know.", Baron offers, tilting his head to the side, "Don't you want to go and meet them?"

You cross your arms in front of your chest, observing the young man in front of you. Nothing gives you the impression he's trying to hurt you or something like that, but you're still undecided. You look at yourself laying on the white hospital bed, look at the tubes coming out of your nose and mouth, at the unnatural paleness of your skin and the dark bruises on your arms, still clearly visible. 

"Nothing's going to happen to you, I promise.", Baron says softly, following your gaze, "Your body will remain the same, even if you leave for a few hours."

You take a deep breath and finally nod. "Uh, well, let's go, then."

Baron steers you towards the stairs to take you to one of the higher levels and you follow him carefully. "Don't look so scared. Nothing can hurt you in the in-between.", he finally says, humor sparkling in his dark eyes when he sees your hunched shoulders and paranoid looks. You scowl, dropping your defensive stance a bit. 

"But what if a grim reaper shows up and wants to drag me to the afterlife with him?", you ask, trying to sound playful (and failing). 

Baron shrugs. "Believe me, if a grim reaper shows up... you won't be able to escape him." 

"So they are real?", you whisper, heart suddenly hammering in your chest, panic contorting your face.

Baron's dark eyes slide towards you and when he sees your scared expression, he carefully takes your hand in his. You're surprised at the warmth radiating from of him - it instantly calms you. 

"All the stories are real, Y/N.", he murmurs, "But that doesn't mean you need to be afraid of them."

You don't ask how he knows your name - you just continue to follow him quietly, your hand still in his. 

Baron takes you to the 11th floor, pulling you towards an open space between two wards. You see a few people mingling, some sitting on sofas, others standing in front of the windows, softly talking to one another. 

When you enter the room, most turn around. Almost everyone is clad in hospital gowns just like yourself, but a few are wearing normal clothes. A woman in a flowery dress smiles at you, waving you closer. You gaze at Baron, who nods encouragingly. 

When you reach the woman, she quickly takes your hands in hers. "I'm Sofia.", she introduces herself, voice as soft as her eyes, "I'm so happy you could make it to our gathering. Tonight is your first time, right?" 

You nod, a bit taken aback, before answering: "I'm Y/N. And I.. actually don't know what I'm doing here." 

She laughs at this. "Most of us don't, sweetie. But that's why we're here. Talking to each other helps more than you might think." 

With that, she pulls you with her towards the sofas where everyone's already seated. Baron takes the place beside you and you immediately feel calmer, his presence soothing you in a strange way. 

Sofia smiles at everyone, before beginning to speak: "Hello everyone, thanks for coming. My name is Sofia and I'm in charge of leading this little gathering tonight. I've been here for five years now, my husband still keeping my body alive and well. Yesterday, he brought our daughter with him - I can't believe she's already turning eight this June. She’s growing up so fast..." She stops, taking a deep breath and wiping a few tears from her face, before nodding at the man beside her.

"Hello, I'm Adam and I've been here for a few months now... About six, I think. My family is still hoping I'll wake up again, but I'm beginning to lose patience... I want to move on. Or go back. I don't want to be stuck here anymore." He looks a bit angry, but when Sofia lays her hand on his, he immediately calms down, nodding at the person besides him. 

"What’s up, I'm Jae and I've been here for two years now..."

It goes on like this, everyone stating their name and how long they've been in this world in-between. Then, it's finally your turn (Baron just shook his head, when everyone looked at him expectantly, simply continuing to stay silent). "I'm Y/N and I don't actually know how long it's been since... since the car crash. Definitely a few weeks, I guess. It's actually my first time engaging with anyone in the in-between... I didn't know there were that many of us here.", you explain, "That's why I didn't come sooner. Thanks for having me though, I guess."  

Sofia smiles brightly at you and you feel Baron's light touch on your hand. He nods at you, a small smile on his lips. 

The next evening, you come back, Baron at your side. 

It continues like this for a few weeks: everyone introducing themselves, talking about their problems, about their lives - about anything, really. You soon notice it helps everyone to stay sane in this strange in-between world. 

Baron never says anything, though. He's always there, by your side, sometimes holding your hand or gifting you one of his gentle smiles, but he always stays silent during the meetings.

One evening, you can't control your curiosity anymore - while Baron walks beside you through one of the many hallways, you turn towards him: "Who are you?" 

He looks surprised at your sudden question, raising one eyebrow. "You know who I am. I'm Baron." 

You roll your eyes. "That's just a name. But who - or what exactly are you?" 

He considers this for a second, before smiling again. "I'm your comrade in this world in-between." 

You huff, crossing your arms. "That's not a real answer. Everyone's my comrade in the in-between - we're all stuck here, all lost." 

Baron takes your hand in his, making your heart flutter. He shouldn't have this effect on you, but when you try to pull away from him, he only pulls you closer. 

"Do you really want to know?", he asks, voice low and eyes dark.  

You gulp a bit, but nod nevertheless. 

"I'm an angel." He actually looks a bit nervous at his confession. 

You take a step back. "You- what? An... angel? An actual angel?"

He simply shrugs and nods. 

"Are you... my guardian angel?" 

He snorts. "No. If so, I would really suck at my job, don't you think?"

Well, you are in a coma right now, so he's onto something. 

"Uh, yeah.", you answer a bit sheepishly. "Then... what's an angel doing in the in-between?", you ask again, curious about the blond man beside you. 

"Looking out for humans, of course." 

„But you‘re only ever with me.“ 

„Yeah. I like you.“ He says is casually, but it makes you heart flutter nevertheless. 

„Do you even have feelings?“

He scowls at this, an expression you‘ve never seen on his face before. „Of course! We‘re not demons; we angels have feelings just like any other creature made by God.“ 

„I meant no offense.“, you quickly say, gently squeezing his hand. Immediately, his face lights up with a smile again. 

„I know. Sorry for lashing out.“ 

Before you reach the 11th floor, you stop again. Baron looks at you, a silent question written all over his face. 

„I think I want to skip tonight‘s meeting. Can we go to the rooftop?“, you ask. You’ve been up there only once, together with Jae, a lost soul you‘ve grown fond of. He must have been around you own age when he fell into a coma two years ago; you always laugh a lot when you’re together (mostly thanks to all the vine references he throws at you), managing to forget about being stuck in the in-between for a few hours. 

Baron nods. „Sure, if that‘s what you want.“

You take the stairs up to the rooftop; when you finally reach the door leading outside, you’re already out of breath (not having a body sadly didn‘t give you a better stamina). The view is worth it though - the sky is pitch black, so you‘re perfectly able to see the brightly lit skyline tonight. You smile softly, leaning against the railing and gazing into the distance. 

You don’t notice Baron‘s gentle, loving eyes on you. 

„When I‘m finally back in my body, I want to come back here again.“, you say softly.

At this, the angel smiles sadly. 

He knows you won't pull through.

He knows you're stuck in the world in-between because you can't let go of your loved ones.

But he also knows you still need time to accept your fate. 

He will wait for you - as he always does.

Two weeks later, the time has finally come. 

Tears stream down your cheeks while you listen to the doctors telling your parents that there's no hope for you anymore, that your brain is dead while your body stays alive. Baron is right beside you, your hand securely in his. He holds you close while you press your face in his chest, crying for the life you never got to live. 

He takes you back to the rooftop again, the night sky calming you. Your eyes are red and puffy, face swollen from crying. You can't seem to get the heartbroken faces of your parents out of your head. 

"It's just not fair.", you whisper, "That he gets to live on while I have to die."

Baron nods solemnly. "I know."

"I can't leave everyone behind like this. I didn't even get to say goodbye, I- I need to tell them I love them and-"

"Y/N."

You look up and into the dark, warm eyes of the angel beside you. He takes both your hands in his. "They know all this already, believe me. They know. The only thing you can do now, is move on."

You sniff. "Move on to where?"

His smile is bright this time. "You'll just have to wait and see. But if you don't move on... You will become a vengeful spirit. And believe me, that's the worst fate there is."

You shiver slightly at his words, hugging yourself tightly. "... Will you be there, too?"

He nods. "I'll be waiting for you on the other side. But you'll have to cross over by yourself, alone. That’s the rule."

You tilt your head upwards and gaze at him with curious eyes. "Are you really an angel, Baron?"

"I am, yes."

"Grim reapers are also called Angels of Death, aren't they?"

Baron nods again, tilting his head to the side, blond locks falling into his dark eyes. "You are smarter than most souls I've gathered from this place."

You sigh. "I was sorted into Ravenclaw, so..." 

He looks confused at your reference, so you simply shrug. "Doesn't matter now. What... how- I... I don't know-" 

You choke on your own words, but Baron understands you nevertheless. He holds out his hand, his grip strong and warm, as always.

Death really isn't cold and lonely, you think.

Or at least not for you.

"Cross over, Y/N. I'll see you on the other side." 

You notice a door appearing behind the angel, a soft light emanating from within. 

The last thing you see and feel before you step through, is the warm smile on Baron's face as well as the slight pressure he gives your hand before finally letting you go.

You take a last deep breath, look into your beloved night sky and take a step forward.

Moving on isn't hard, at least not for the person doing it, you notice.

Especially not if someone with a bright smile and warm eyes is waiting for you on the other side.

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VAV overstimulating you

Ask:  Can you do VAV overstimulating you?

St. Van/Geumhyuk:

Geumhyuk’s lips trailed over your neck as his hand brushed over your thigh. His fingers worked into you and your nails raked over his shoulders. He couldn’t help but laugh as your legs shook, feeling another orgasm being pulled from you. “Geumhyuk~ please.” You almost screamed. He liked watching you like that, fucked out, eyes hazy and  shaky legs. It was his favorite. 

“Maybe one more. Just so I can take a mental image.” 

Baron/Cheunghyeop:

He was torturing himself this way as well, it wasn’t just you. But it was worth it. Feeling your body under him, shaking from overstimulation. He was in the same state, except composing himself much better. Cheunghyeop couldn’t help but moan as you tightened around him again and more moans tore out of your throat. 

“Another one? You just can’t get enough.” 

Ace/Wooyoung: 

Wooyoung couldn’t help but chuckle against your skin as your legs clamped around his head. He re-latched his mouth onto you, loving the reaction you gave him. The soft screams leaving your lips and your fingers slipping into his hair to pull him away from you. His hands moved to pin yours to the mattress, only to carry on. 

“Don’t push me away, you can go a little longer.” 

Ayno/Yoonho:

Yoonho had slender fingers and he knew how to use them against you. You were a mess, hair sticking to your face with sweat. You felt so good, way too good and he knew it as he curled his fingers. Your nails dug into his arm and he smiled as he dragged another orgasm out of you.

“One more. Come on.” 

Jacob/Jang Peng:

Jacob could really be ruthless when it came to fucking you. So when you were on the verge of cumming for the third time that evening he couldn’t help but laugh at how weak your hold on him was.  He picked up the pace, wanting to coax one more out of you. 

“You can barely hold on baby. Give me one more, or maybe 2.” 

Lou/Hosung:

Hosung’s lips moved away from your core for a moment, giving you a moment to recover, or so you thought. He locked eyes with you before reattching himself to you. Your mouth opened in a silent scream and Hosung couldn’t help but smile. Your body shuddered and pulled away again. 

“I like teasing you like this. But you know I like making you cum even more.”

Ziu/Heejun:

Heejun was in a mood and your body was his stress reliever. Laughing as your toes curled, his fingers picked up the pace harshly. You had cum once but that didn’t seem to be stopping him. Not that you wanted him too. He smiled and leaned down to kiss you as he felt you tightened around his fingers. 

“This is nice. I like watching you shake for me.” 

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Soulmate!Baron

Requested: Nope, but it was on my list...

A/N: So I think I might start making little like mood boards to go with my scenarios, depends on if i’m lazy or not. I feel like I already made one with those same kind of concept behind it but I can’t remember, but anyways I hope you like it! -Lushie

You loved your soulmate connection

you knew exactly what sweet they were eating 

because you'd get a random craving for it 

you always knew exactly what it was 

even though you've never had it before 

you wanted it 

would go crazy trying to find it 

even if you needed to go far for it 

it was worth it 

that drive to the next town 

there was only one café

that served an amazing assortment of strawberry desserts 

Well they were amazing 

because you knew this was the one that your soulmate came too

when you had a bite of the strawberry macaron 

you knew it 

you could always find everything else they ate

where you lived 

but the macarons 

you couldn't find a single café that made them 

so you had to drive to the next town

that's how you figured it out

you were never there at the same time 

you living an hour away 

Baron had no idea where you lived 

He loved your love for anything chocolate 

the chocolate chip cookies he always tasted 

he LOVED them 

Yet he couldn't find any place that made the exact ones you ate

He figured it was you living in a different town 

He went to the Strawberry café in his town 

knowing it was the only one

and no one made their desserts like them 

He went there hoping one day you would figure out his location

so he could find you 

and try the mazing chocolate chip cookies you always had

you had been on a shopping trip 

with your cousins 

you went to the mall in his town 

knowing that mall was way bigger than yours 

and had better stores 

You were driving by the strawberry café

“Oh lets stop here, I want you guys to try something”

you told them 

as you parked and went 

you couldn't wait to try the strawberry macarons again 

buying enough for you and your four cousins 

you sat down in a booth and started eating them 

Baron soon tasted the macarons 

sitting up in his seat he looked over to Ayno

“My soulmate is here”

“What? Where?”

he said looking around then stopping g

“But we-”

“Not here in the studio! Across the street at strawberry’s café”

he said standing up

“Go! what are you waiting for Go!”

running out the door 

he stopped at the crosswalk 

impatient 

as soon as he was able to cross 

he ran for it 

running into to café

catching everyones attention 

he looked around looking for you 

seeing a few people eating the macarons

Ayno running in after him

“did you find them”

“there are a bunch eating the macarons, I won't know who it is”

the both of them looking around 

Ayno noticed the baker putting out a freshly baked strawberry cheesecake

“There”

he pointed at the counter

“Try the strawberry cheesecake, if your soulmate is still here they will taste it too”

Ayno’s words caught everyones attention

especially the owner 

“Baron, your soulmate is here”

“Yes Mia, my soulmate is here, or I hope they still are”

“How do you know”

“I was at the studio, and i suddenly tasted the strawberry macaron”

“Oh well like Ayno said, try the cheesecake, if they're still here you found them”

You were sitting there 

taking everything in

not noticing your cousin stood up

“I think... I think I know who your soulmate is”

Baron looked over

“you do?”

“yes, my cousin y/n ”

she pointed at you

looking up at the sound of your name 

“How are you so sure it’s them”

standing up 

you walked over to the counter  

“May I?”

you asked the owner

she handed you a piece of cake and a fork 

slowly you took a bite of it 

you kept your eyes on Mia 

behind you 

you could hear a gasp 

“It...it is you” 

you put the fork down and turned around 

Baron walked over to you 

stopping right in front of you 

with a huge smile on his face

you looked at him in disbelief

you finally found him

“I’m y/n”

“Chunghyeop, but people call me Baron, you can call me Baron”

“ask them about the chocolate chip cookies” 

“Ayno, please be quiet”

“the chocolate chip cookies?”

“the ones you always eat, I can’t seem to find some that taste the same”

you giggled at that

“You won’t be able to find them anywhere, I make them at home”

“What really”

“yes, i’ll make some for you one day”

“i’d love that”

he reached behind you for the piece of cheesecake you left

“let’s go take a seat”

walking back over to your table 

you introduced everyone to him 

he introduced Ayno to you and your cousins

you all sat for about thirty minutes 

before his phone started ringing 

“It’s our manager we have to go”

you gave him your number before him and Ayno left

“We should go too”

your cousin said 

as you walked out of the café

you saw him walking into the building across the street 

“Well that makes sense as to how he was able to find you so quickly”

you laughed and walked to your car

He had texted you that night 

asking to hang out again soon

you told him how you lived in the next town over

he said it was no big deal 

he would go as far as he needed to see you 

you would hang out every weekend 

knowing it was your days off school and work 

you'd spend it at his place 

or yours

you had kets to each others places 

you would sometimes surprise him 

he would show up unexpectedly at your place

with macarons 

you'd make the chocolate chip cookies 

on the days you knew he would come over 

So he had something to munch on while you were at work 

Trips to the beach were a once a month thing

You liked to read 

he would ask you to read to him sometimes 

he loved to take you to the book store 

telling you to pick any books you wanted 

he would pay for them 

you didn't like him always wanting to buy you things

but he insisted on it 

when you'd be napping 

he would sometimes grab your phone 

and going through your yesstyle app

and buying some of the things you had saved 

you would be surprised when your package arrived 

knowing you hadn't ordered anything 

sometimes you would change your password 

so he couldn't get in 

he would soon figure it out

Would hold you 

just sit on the sofa and hold you in his arms when you were stressed 

rubbing your head 

and singing to you 

“should I get a pet?”

“you want one?”

“yeah, to cuddle when you're not here”

“But you make a mess by yourself, now with a pet double the mess”

“One, RUDE! Two, did you not register the cuddle when you're not here”

“Yes I heard that, but the mess I will have to clean up”

“I’ll clean it!”

“Okay, what do you want to get”

“A puppy or kitten, i’m not sure yet”

“we can go tomorrow to look for one, but how about we make some more cookies”

“you really love this cookies”

“Yes! They are amazing!”

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Touch You - VAV [eng subs]

Thought I’d add an English translation to this song because I’ve not seen one uploaded on YouTube yet and the lyrics deserve a chance to shine haha.

I’ve always known that Ayno likes puns but he added so many double meanings to the lyrics of this song... I honestly thought my eyes/ears were playing tricks on me the first time I read/heard them. If anyone’s curious, I’ve added an explanation on why I translated the lyrics this way down below.

Korean lesson under the cut because Ayno’s clever wordplay’s fascinating and deserves a chance to shine~

“물든 꽃잎에 맞닿는 느낌” = “resembling the feeling of flower petals touching”

“물든” = stained/dyed/colored

depending on the context, “물든” can also be “resemble”

in this case, it could be both since this line could translate into “the feeling of stained flower petals touching” because that goes along with the deflowering theme of the song. As in, they’re no longer pure, they’re stained with each other.

also works as “resembling the feeling of flower petals touching” because their intimacy is gentle, it’s referencing how flower petals lightly touch each other

“내게로 more more” = “come to me, more and more”

literally means “come to me more more” (come closer to me)

could also be interpreted as “give me more more”

take your pick, Ayno likes wordplay and both work fine ¯\ _(ツ)_/¯

“네 목을 감싸 안아” = “I’ll caress your neck”

“감싸“ = cover/hide

“안아“ = hug/hold/embrace

or “안아” could also be the informal version of “않아” which would make this phrase negative + the pronunciation is extremely similar to “않아”

if you translate “안아” as “hold,” the meaning of this phrase becomes “I’ll caress your neck”

if you translate “안아” as a negative, the meaning becomes “don’t hide your neck”

it’s safe to assume that Ayno purposely wrote them like this so they’d have a double meaning since this song is about intimacy + the lyrics are written in informal Korean + some of the other lines are also about trying to comfort one’s lover

“넌 원해 나의 touch” = “you desire my touch”

“원해” literally means “want”

this directly translates to “you want my touch” but is better translated as “you desire my touch” because of the connotation

“혼미해져가” = “I’m dazed”

literally means “confused”

the connotation of “confused” doesn’t match with the song though, therefore it’s best translated as “dazed” because the lyrics are about someone who’s entranced by their lover

“우린 젖어가” = “we get wet”

“젖” literally means “wet” but it could also be “milk” or “breast”

given the context of the rest of the song, only the first translation works

I TRIED SO HARD TO NOT BE DIRTY MINDED ABOUT THIS BUT I JUST COULDNT OMIGOD AYNO WHY U DO DIS 2 ME

“우린 달려가고 있어” = “we’re moving”

“달려“ = “run”

in this case, “달려” is better translated as “moving” because of what the couple in this song is doing wink wink nudge nudge

“드레스코든 살색” = “dress code: bare skin”

literally translates to “dress code skin color/complexion”

not to be confused with “a dress that’s the color of skin” it’s an easy mistake to make but it’s completely incorrect

this line’s saying that the dress code of the party is skin only heheh

“입장료 just your body” = “pay with just your body”

“입장료” can be directly translated as “admission fee/admission”

another play on words, the lyrics could be a.) “enter with just your body,” b.) “admission fee: just your body,” or c.) “pay with just your body”

All of the above work fine but I personally prefer “pay with just your body” because Ayno did a money hand gesture at this part of the song when he danced to it with Baron. Since Ayno and Lou wrote the lyrics, I’ll agree with what they, the writers, imply.

“꾸며진 말과 어떤 단어도 girl” = “girl, with what words? beautiful words?”

“꾸며진 말과” literally means “decorated words” but is best translated as “flowery language” since the connotation of this English term is most similar to the connotation of the Korean term

“어떤 단어도“ is “what words?” Basically saying there are no words to describe her.

this line would best be translated as “Girl, how should I describe you? Should I use flowery language?” but that would sound awkward when compared to the rest of the song, even though it is closer to the original connotation of the line

defaulted to “girl, with what words? beautiful words?” for the sake of keeping up with the flow of the rest of the translated lyrics

“네가 말라도” = “I’m dried up”

can mean “thin/skinny” or “dry”

means “dry” in this case because the song compares two lovers touching to that of flower petals touching

The meaning of this line becomes something like “I need your touch to keep me alive, without you I dry up” because they’ve become one. They’re both parts of the same flower. Flowers die once one part starts to dry up therefore they both need each other to stay alive.

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I do that too, I’ll watch their mv’s & I’ll keep tabs on who stands out to me but I usually don’t find out who my bias is until I see their personalities by watching those types of shows. It’s sometimes the same person, but it’s sometimes not. YES I HAVE! No.Mercy was a very brutal show & I cried so much in it. Especially when Changkyun came on the show. Broke my heart by how they treated him at first. OF COURSE I KNOW NOH YOONHO!!! I still use that name but will use Ayno too. He’s one of...

Sorry I’m answering late I fell asleep yesterday

Like watching videos and thier mvs first impressions is how I feel for jb and i kept tabs 😂

And I couldn’t handle watching episode 1 way too sad but I read spoilers. And parts of all of them 🤷‍♀️

YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW SUPRISED I WAS WHEN I SAW AYNO ON THEIR I WAS LIKE ‘wait... I know noh yoonho. AYNOOOO?!?!?!

[anyhao-archived]

vav!

vav:

my bias order:

this is so hard. its changed a lot since i met them, jacob climbed super high on the list. and im sure itll change some more lmao. ummm, i guess it would be something like this:

baron = jacob > ziu > st.van > ayno > ace > lou

my current favorite song by them:

dance with me is, and always will be, a bop!

member I would want to be best friends with:

ZIU are you kidding he would be the best friend to have, we’re the same age so im pretty sure we would be so annoying together lmao ugh we would get along so well....

member I would want as my sibling:

st.van!!! hes got such a manly, big brother air about him. also he can cook and i cant cook for shit, i feel like he would take care of me well as an older brother

which members would I pair my mutuals with? (either romantic or platonic, doesn’t matter which):

this is hard since i dont have many mutuals that stan vav but ill start easy with obviously st.van with @softgeumhyuk

jacob and @shootinglovemp4 for obvious reasons, you know why emma lmao

i feel like ayno and you would get along, @wonsheon and be rly cute together !!

also @ladymaysworld is one of my sweetest mutuals, im pretty sure she and ace would hit it off really well, both being sweethearts!

i dont know debs @royalsam that well but i do know they like vav and are super super cool and creative so i would pick lou! but also i know @hyunukhan likes lou so... maybe u two can share lmao

i cant think of anyone for ziu so i would pair him with myself.. but i also want baron sjkfgrslhtd anyway my brains done w this! ill have both lol

if I have any albums of theirs:

i have their spotlight album! the one that has all their title tracks + more. it’s also signed ^^

if I have any posters of them:

no sadly :( but i do have several polaroid pictures with the members! all except ace and lou

i went ahead and took the liberty of changing the questions to suit myself better lmao, i dont wanna take pics. i hope thats ok! and the pairing question is much more fun & interactive this way! thank u for sending in :)

send me a kpop group!!

[vaampz]

VAV’s interview for SohuTV

disclaimer: this is a rough translation so it may contains inaccuracies. [original article]

Q: How long have you been trainees?

St. Van: The longest it should be Ayno.

Ayno: Yes, I have been a trainee for 9 years since I was a child. Now I am very happy. I am working hard on the VAV team. It is good to be a combination with my brother and friends and friends.

Jacob: I am the member with the sortest trainee time. I trained for almost a year and then debuted. During the period, I did not encounter any elimination, and it went smoothly.

Baron: Almost three to four years.

Lou: I’m almost three to four years.

Ziu: After five years of practice I debuted.

Ace: I am also had a trainee time of almost five to six years.

St.Van: Almost four to five years.

Q: What is the most memorable thing in the training period?

St. Van: When we first lived together in the dormitory, the dormitory would leak when it rained. There was water on the floor. Jacob slept in the top bunk, so sometimes when Jacob was sleeping, the rain would drip on his face. There is that we can't wash clothes in the dormitory at that time, so we will go to the laundry room to wash clothes.

Baron: It’s especially hot when is hot, and it’s really cold when it’s cold. You need to be careful when you are cold, and you may be dehydrated when you are hot. In this grim environment, we have been preparing for the album (...) When we practiced, (because of dancing) the mirror is full of water vapor, the degree that people can't see clearly, those days are really hard to forget.

Ace: My most memorable thing is that Ayno had a big cry when he was a trainee. At that time, this friend had just joined less than a week ago.

Trainee for a long time suffered a lot, you may then have a lot of pain, but also a lot of pressure (...) He’s here to come to this (VAV) and want to work hard to do it. Suddenly this scene emerged in my mind. Now he really grow up more. The then still very cute brother, now become a very handsome artist.

Ayno: Although the life of the trainee is very hard, these have become my wealth.

Q: What is the biggest difference between the debut and the practice period?

Ziu: I think the difference is that during the practice period, I went to practice for the debut. Now, after I debut, we have fans who are helping us. The biggest difference is with whether there are fans for our support.

Lou: As Ziu said, the biggest difference is whether there are fans who like us. And as we just said, we have been practicing for a long time before debuting, and the results after hard work are shown. It is different to show it to the company or to show it to ourselves, or to show our results to others.

Q: What is the deepest impression after debut?

Baron: We just finished the tour. There are many memories. I am very happy to see fans from all over the world. I am always excited when performing on the stage, so it is especially memorable, and we also want to meet Chinese fans as soon as possible.

Ayno: The debut song "Dance With Me" was the most impressive. It was really stressful at that time and I relied on my brothers. When I came down from the stage, I was particularly excited and expressed my happiness to the members. I was very happy at the time.

Baron: Speaking of "Dance With Me", I think of a little story. Ziu cried a lot after the end of the stage while returning home. This was a very deep feeling in the dormitory.

Ziu: I was sitting in the back seat of the car at the time. I was on the way home after the end of Showcase. I looked out the window and cried. I felt my dreams come true. My brothers, I love you.

Q: What is the happiest thing and the most distressing thing at this stage?

Ziu: First of all, the happiest thing at this stage is the efforts of our seven people. With fans who can see these, the most distressing thing is how to look more handsome? How can I let fans hear better songs and dance more handsome dances? There will always be such troubles.

Ace: I think the preparation of the album is the most interesting and fun thing, because practicing the favorite songs and dances, the most exciting moments of practice. Also when we were preparing for the album, we’re thinking about what kind of music fans and people liked, so that  was the most distressing moment when we were preparing for the album.

Q: What do you think is the most important qualification for an idol?

Baron: I think it's important to be able to express yourself. Although it is important to express myself between us, it is especially important to speak in front of the camera or in some actions. Like coquetry, although I don't know how to act spoil. I feel that I am more organized when I speak. People who speak more like Lou and Ace can make people feel very interesting and happy with words, and there are others who use action to bring joy to everyone. You can see these strengths of our members and it’s more fascinating.

Lou: It would be especially good if, personally, you zoom in on what you do. For example, Ayno's dance and rap are great, and then just continue to delve into each of their strengths. For example, Ace is very sexy, Jacob is very cute, Ziu is very interesting. Everyone has their own characteristics. If they each magnify their strengths, I believe that they will also bring extra points to the group.

Ayno: I think that for the idols, "cause" is very important, even if it does not need to be cultivated.

Jacob: Actually, I think that if I am a successful idol, although I am not very successful, I feel that if you want to be a successful idol, you need to work hard and stick to it. Talent this or that, as long as they persist in their efforts, they should certainly gain something, and they will succeed in the end. I believe that we’ll too.

Q: How do you try to make yourselves a better idol?

St.Van: If you want to say more on stage or elsewhere, every time we prepare a new album or practice a dance, we will do a lot of exercises. Do a lot of exercises in the mirror in your own part. The focus is not just on dance, but also on gestures and expressions. Especially when we are practicing dancing, Jacob will often help us adjust the movements.

Jacob: Actually, like my brother said is that when we are dancing in our practice room, sometimes I will... In fact, I am a little obsessive-compulsive, because I am a Virgo, sometimes see in the video that some places are not the same, or a little forced and tell them to let them change.

Ace: I have been sticking to sports all the time, in order to give everyone a better look, I also pay attention to the diet.

Ayno: I am very concerned about management. I will give myself a massage. If I press it from the bottom of my ear and press it along my neck, the lines will fade, and it will look younger.

Ace: Suddenly I remembered one thing. Yesterday Ayno suddenly searched the Internet for a way to widen the shoulders. The voice of "Teach you how to widen your shoulders" came from the video. It was really funny. Recently Ayno is very much about the shoulders.

Q: Do you have confidence in the future? Talk about your ambitions!

Ayno: My goal is to get number one in music with VAV, then enter China, communicate with more fans in China, and also want to do concerts and share music with fans.

Ace: I am very proud of our music. I have made a lot of attempts on every album. In order to bring more diverse and better listening music, I think we are always moving forward, and now we are also working hard to prepare. With new songs, I also practice dance carefully in order to show you a better side. I hope that this song will be shown to everyone, and I hope that I can hold a concert with everyone at the end of the year.

Baron: I want to be a singer that resonates with everyone through music events, and members like St.van, Lou, and Ayno are also working hard to write songs, hoping that their songs can be included in our album for everyone. To bring you more stories of good music, we will continue to work hard.

Lou: As Ace brother said, I am also very confident about our songs. My ambition is to hope that everyone will listen to our songs in the future and can say "ah, this is a VAV song", "VAV's song is worth a Listen," I hope we can leave this impression on everyone. We will continue to work hard.

Ziu: My ambition is to work hard with our six brothers to become a good artist.

Jacob: As mentioned by the previous members, I hope that our music can get good grades, go to more places to see more fans, and hope that we will have a long and long way to continue.

St.Van: I believe that our VAV can do better and better than now. Please support us a lot, we will also cheer more, thank you. 

[emeraldbabygirl]

VAV Reaction

To you moaning in the shower because the hot water feels good on your sore joints uwu. Also I‘m sorry my reactions for each member are getting longer. Usually reactions are supposed to be a couple sentences, from the ones I’ve read but oop it’s VAV so..

St.Van: Laying in bed, Geumhyuk could hear you moaning in the shower and he got excited thinking of what you might be doing. But he stayed in the bedroom to avoid the awkward situation in case you weren’t actually doing what he thought you were. As you made your way into the bedroom with your towel wrapped around you Geumhyuk decided to ask. “Did you have a good shower?” “I suppose so. Why?” you ask fishing around in your dresser for some undergarments. “Um..it just sounded like you were having..um.” Geumhyuk almost choked on his words as you just dropped the towel to put on your bra and panties. Geumhyuk’s face turned a vibrant shade of red as he struggled with his words. He tried clearing his throat. “Baby,” you cooed causing him shift in bed. He watched as you gracefully slipped on a pair of panties and bra. “You didn’t think I was masterbating in the shower did you?” You turn around to see a beat red-faced Geumhyuk. You laughed as you crawled under the covers next to him. “I was enjoying the hot water. Nothing more, nothing less.” You peck Geumhyuk on the lips before turning the bedside lamp off and rolling over. Geumhyuk giggles to himself and wraps his arm around your waist nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck. The thought of you in the shower is what puts Geumhyuk to sleep.

Lou: As the hot water hit your back you began to relax, the water feeling good on your sore muscles. You didn’t hear Hosung come in until you heard someone else moaning that wasn’t you. “Hosung?” you called. The moaning got louder as you heard him jerking one out “Hosung.” you called again. “Yeah, just like that princess, say my name again.” You pulled the curtain to see Hosung sitting on the counter dick in hand, head tilted back against the mirror. “Hosung!” At that outburst Hosung groaned as cum shooted all over his hand. “Fuck baby!” Hosung looked at your wet figure standing in the shower, face red from watching him. He chuckled and started taking his clothes off. “Hosung, not now please.” Despite your annoyance Hosung joined you in shower and began massaging your shoulders. “Let Daddy take care of his princess.”

Jacob: Jacob would bust in and open the shower door causing you to scream. “Jacob what the hell,” you’d say trying to cover up. “Oh, sorry. I thought you were enjoying yourself.” “No, I’m sore and the hot water feels good on my joints.” Jacob grins, “sore from the rough fucking I gave you last night?” You roll your eyes and close the shower door. “You wish Jacob.” “Maybe I should fuck you harder next time.” “Jacob, can I finish my shower in peace?” you said slightly annoyed. “Can I join you?” “How bout you join me in bed later.” you said. “I’ll light some candles!” he says excitedly running out of the bathroom.

Ziu: Heejun ran into the bathroom causing you to freeze in the shower. “Sorry babe I really had to go.” After what felt like minutes and minutes of Ziu peeing you asked “Ziu, what was the sudden rush? And why so much?” “Uhh..I had a lot of water” his voice cracked at the end. You heard him curse under his breath so you opened the shower door and stepped out to see what he was actually doing. “Heejun you’re cumming.” “Well you were jacking off in the shower. I couldn’t help it.” You stared at Ziu. He blushed as he quickly pulled up his boxers and pants trying to hide the second errection. “I was not masturbating. Heejun, you get so horny over anything that moans.” Heejun looked at your wet naked body. “Not everything baby, just you.” He smiled before grabbing your hips and kissing your lips. Then he quickly left the bathroom leaving you confused and now horny

ACE: Wooyoung would hear you moaning in the bathroom and he would enter with his camera. “Are you having fun babe?” you jumped at his voice and opened the shower door a little. “What are you doing Wooyoung?” “I could ask you the same thing, moaning in the shower, you’re such a dirty little kitten.” “the hot water feels good.” “I’m sure it does. You don’t mind me filming you moaning for material later do you?” Wooyoung turned the camera on and focused it on you causing your cheeks to turn pink. “Anything for you Wooyoung.” he grinned pressing the button to record.

Baron: You just got in the shower and the warm water felt so good you couldn’t help but let out a moan. You wanted to stand under the hot water for a bit and enjoy it as it soothed your sore muscles. You were in a trance til you heard the bathroom door open. “Y/N? What are you doing?” “I’m taking a shower what does it sound like.” You suddenly thought about the words you used and how it could be taken the wrong way. You pulled the curtain open a bit to see a very shy looking Chunghyeop staring at the ground. One hand was rubbing the back of his neck and the other was resting in his jeans pocket. He always did this when he was nervous or embarrassed. His gaze met yours, his cheeks turning a bright pink. “It’s okay if you’re playing with yourself, there’s no need to be embarrassed about it.” Chunghyeop pulled his bottom lip in and held it between his teeth. “I-” you didn’t know what to say. You were embarrassed. “Chunghyeop, the water just feels good on my sore joints..” your voice trailed off adverting your eyes. Baron chuckled. “I’m sorry..I’ll leave you alone then. 

Ayno: You told Yoonho you’d be in the shower if he needed you and you were finished but stayed to enjoy the warmth of the hot water on your aching muscles. Letting out a few moans caused Yoonho to quickly enter the bathroom. “Babe, I thought you were taking a shower.” you can see Yoonho leaning up against the bathroom wall. “I am.” “It doesn’t sound like it.” you could hear his pout through his voice which caused you to chuckle. “Yoonho, babe, don’t you think if I was playing with myself in the shower I would invite you to watch?” you heard him chuckle a bit on the other side of the curtain. His footsteps approached the curtain and he pulled it back a bit. “Maybe since I’m in here now you can give me a show?” he smiled watching the water run down you body. Yoonho always loved seeing you wet and naked. You sighed. “I suppose, you have been a good boy lately.” Yoonho beamed as he quickly stripped and joined you in the shower pressing his lips to yours.